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The first three weeks of pledging were great. Everyone was extremely nice and supportive, I was forming a cool bond with my pledge brothers, and the parties were awesome. My big brother was a senior named Rob. A bit bigger than me at 6'1" about 190, Rob had nice blond hair and a chiseled chest. He always went home with his sorority chick to do who knows what, but I'm sure his neighbors didn't sleep well! He was a great role model to me and took great care in making sure I was enjoying my introduction to the fraternity.

Everything changed after our first pledge exam. I hadn't studied and ended up getting a 52 out of 100. Rob was pissed. During the chapter meeting I was yelled at for disgracing the fraternity. Rob was also berated for having such a horrible little brother. I felt bad that I had embarrassed him.

When the meeting ended, I started up to my dorm. Rob grabbed my arm and ordered me into the car. "You're not going anywhere Justin...you owe me". I had no idea what this meant, but he was obviously pissed so I went along. He drove me to his off campus apartment.

We went inside without him saying a word. Once we were inside, he went to the backroom and came out with a pledge paddle. Holy shit, I assumed he was just trying to scare me. He told me to get into the bedroom and get on the bed doggie style. I reluctantly moved still assuming this was some kind of a joke.

"Justin, you embarrassed yourself tonight but more importantly you embarrassed me. It's time for you to pay--one swat for every missed point on your exam."

I quickly did the math and realized that was 48 hits with the paddle, "No way man. I can't take that many!"

Rob got infuriated and accused me of being a pussy. "Guess what Justin...the whining just cost you your jeans. Get them off now."

I froze not knowing what to do. Before I knew it, Rob flung me on my back and ripped down my jeans. I quickly grabbed my briefs before they came down too.

"Get back in position!"

I scampered back on all fours as Rob began the tirade with his paddle. It was more than I could take. At swat number 20, I collapsed on the bed.

"GET UP!" he yelled. But I didn't move. He got more upset and before I realized it, he ripped off my briefs. Not by my legs, but forcibly tore the fabric. "Now get up before things get worse!”

I got back into position. My balls dangling down as he took 10 more swats to my ass. Each time, I attempted to shield my butt until he eventually reached between my legs and forced my butt back by grabbing my balls and yanking them towards him.

I don't even remember the last 18 swats as I was in so much pain from my ass to my balls. When we finished he left the room. I walked out in my jeans about 10 minutes later. I was upset but finally understood the consequences of my actions. I asked him if he would drive me home which he agreed--provided I could answer every question on the exam. He ordered me to strip and began asking me the questions. Each wrong answer he would bark, "Wrong....assume the position" and five swats would land on my ass. It took about 6 hours and probably 100 or so swats, but eventually I got them all right. At that point, I was too tired to return to campus and fell asleep naked and hurting on his floor.