Atonement - Apprentioce Blue - Part 5
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The head games Apprentice Blue perceived weren’t an accident. Everytime the youthful apprentice did as the teachers said, he couldn’t tell if he was succeeding or failing to meet their expectations. He strived to do what was asked and to amaze the fellows who could help decide his future, but they left him unable to ascertain their judgement.In a way, this drove Apprentice Blue a lil' mad. He opened his mind, his heart, and his bod to them, desperate for approval, only to be left wondering what more he could do. He didn’t realize, of course, that this was exactly the plan that the teachers had for him.Without any firm ...Without any firm acceptance or approval of his performance, the antsy youthful man pushed himself farther and stiffer than he ever would. They desired to see just how far he would go given his own propensity for submission, separate from any progress report or affirmation. This couldn’t have been more clear than when it came time for Blue’s atonement.The name implies a corrective action, a payment or sacrifice for having done something wrong or inadequate. In truth, Blue had been a flawless initiate, decided yet obedient. He was handsome, smart, strong, and becoming more sexually aroused each time the teachers stripped him down to have fun with his manhood and hole. But what the atonement provided was an chance for the leaders to see if the apprentice was willing to put the dream of the Order before his own.When Blue entered the ceremony room, he was astonished to see trio fellows sitting in rich, ornate chairs, wearing dark, fine suits with silk trusses and polished shoes. Their mingled presence packed the air with a hint of expensive cologne and leather. He wondered who they were or if he’d met them before; their faces were caked with unusual masks that hid their identities.Beside them, placed like a coffee table, was a lengthy lump of furniture that was too irregular to be a platform for . It was caked with a dark cloth that concealed unknown objects beneath. At the head of the table alongside the others sat Grandmaster Angus, a man Blue did not recognize, despite him having impregnated the youthful man the night of his initiation.Grandmaster Angus was a strong, beefy man with a prominent, barrel chest that his sundress shirt and truss could barely contain. He had a tidily trimmed facial hair and a bald head, but there was a craziness about him all the same. The apprentice could have seen him in another time as a Spartan warrior or a hunter. Even in his most civilized and modern attire, there was something primal in his eyes.Blue stood still, unnerved by the presence of so many unacquainted figures, curious about what was covert beneath the black material. His mind raced with all sort of torture contraptions and interrogation techniques. The secret society was total of dark history and medieval traditions. For the first time ever, the apprentice wondered if he’d made a awful mistake.The fellows stood up and together lifted the cloth, providing the youthful man a peek of what was to come. It was not a torture tool that he could tell, but it definitely was not harmless. Studded in a row like ducks on a path were several dark, glossy objects, bulbing at the top and buttressed up by a narrow base. Each one progressively got larger until the final bulb resembled an oversized light. The apprentice recognized them by their shape and form: plugs. ass-fuck corks secured to a heavy, wooden table.The fellows explained to him what he must do. He was to sit on each one, pressing his ass-cheeks down vapid and firm on the table, beginning from the farthest end with the tiniest plug, moving forth peg by peg to meet Angus. They told him there would be consequences if he could not accomplish this task, a penalty that he would not forget.Blue was mildly scared, to say the least. He’d never inspected the limits of his ass, but it seemed like it was somewhere in the last duo pegs for sure. Still, he perceived an unusual rush of awakening about the idea of being observed by the group.Stripping down, Blue perceived the sexy air of the apartment on his flesh. He was all of a sudden aware that he became rock-hard as a rock when he spotted the plugs. He liquidated his underwear and footwear as Angus requested, attempting to devise how he could succeed.The first few pegs were effortless enough. A lil' lubricant was provided to him and he sat on each one sans any issues. He was ordered several times to stop and elevate up his testicles to show the fellows that he had totally taken in the butt-plug on the table. It was unusual and uncomfortable at times, but the apprentice only seemed to get more revved on as each increasingly larger butt-plug packed more of his ass.Every time he sat down, he could sense his guts being punched. His pinkish cigar began to seep continuously, prompting Grandmaster Angus at one point to stand up and take a bead onto his finger. He looked at it inquisitively for a moment, as if affected by the youthful man’s fluid, only to then stick his finger in Apprentice Blue’s mouth.The youthful man couldn’t believe how hot it was. He had never considered the taste of his own seminal fluid, but something about licking it off Angus’ finger made him even more decided to succeed. He desired to sate him. To sate all of them. And he only had several more pegs to go.It was the 2nd to last peg where the apprentice perceived his bod embark to fail him. He’d well-worn out his muscles fairly a bit to get to the final steps, and they were not providing him any chance for rest. The penultimate peg spread his nail hole out like Master Kamp had previously. It was a lil' torturous and slow-going, but once he got it in, all he could think about was the massive peg left to go.Grandmaster Angus kept his eyes locked with the apprentice. He could see his want. He could see his struggle. He asked him delicately if he could proceed, a question that Blue could barely find the intensity to answer. He knew how close he was to concluding and he desired to more than anything else. Not just to avoid the penalty of failure, but to love the prize of success. He desired to amaze them. He desired to amaze himself! But alas, he couldn’t go any further.Angus nodded understandingly. He stood up and told the youthful man to rise up off the table. Blue did, perceiving his gams get a lil' shaky from the sustained up and down he’d had to do. Angus ordered him to skinny over the table, encountering away from himself, and take hold of onto the pegs for support. The apprentice wasn’t sure what was to come, but he did so sans question.As Apprentice Blue’s arms clung to the warm, moist corks that once took refuge in the innards of his body, he attempted to reconcile his feelings about how close he’d come. He was willing to accept whatever fate they had for him, but deep down, all he desired was Angus’ approval. Angus took off his clothes behind him, looking to his colleagues and signaling to them his determination. And then, to Blue’s surprise, he perceived the elderly man’s pinkish cigar slip up inwards his hole!As much as he was soft and tired, the man’s naked shaft seemed to give him a 2nd wind. He couldn’t believe what was happening, hoping the worst before. Now, he could nearly laugh with joy. He didn’t know what it meant, but he was more than blessed to have the elderly man pumping in and out of his heated up ass.Angus packaged his truss around Blue’s neck, using it to hold him in place like a leash. Blue couldn’t help but look at the fellows to the side, watching him get boned by the beefy man behind him. Then, they all took off their masks, revealing their identities: Master Kamp, Grandmaster Oaks, and Grandmaster Savage. Each man had had their chance to guide him along his path, and now they all geek observe to the trial of the stretcher.The apprentice was overwhelmed by what he saw, but he was even more overwhelmed by the perceiving of being pounded by the ample bear. He looked up at his masters, watching their eyes light up with gratification at the look of the youthful apprentice being so accurately used and filled.Blue perceived like he was on the brink of jizzing at any moment, but attempted to hold off until Grandmaster Angus was done. He desired nothing more than to sense his stream inwards him, to glaze his nail hole with his seed and to give him a prize for his efforts. Angus’ bod shook as he got close, and Blue, in decent response, seized tightly to the table, eagerly awaiting the splatter of spunk that was about to erupt...
The head games Apprentice Blue perceived weren’t an accident. Everytime the youthful apprentice did as the teachers said, he couldn’t tell if he was succeeding or failing to meet their expectations. He strived to do what was asked and to amaze the fellows who could help decide his future, but they left him unable to ascertain their judgement.In a way, this drove Apprentice Blue a lil' mad. He opened his mind, his heart, and his bod to them, desperate for approval, only to be left wondering what more he could do. He didn’t realize, of course, that this was exactly the plan that the teachers had for him.Without any firm ...Without any firm acceptance or approval of his performance, the antsy youthful man pushed himself farther and stiffer than he ever would. They desired to see just how far he would go given his own propensity for submission, separate from any progress report or affirmation. This couldn’t have been more clear than when it came time for Blue’s atonement.The name implies a corrective action, a payment or sacrifice for having done something wrong or inadequate. In truth, Blue had been a flawless initiate, decided yet obedient. He was handsome, smart, strong, and becoming more sexually aroused each time the teachers stripped him down to have fun with his manhood and hole. But what the atonement provided was an chance for the leaders to see if the apprentice was willing to put the dream of the Order before his own.When Blue entered the ceremony room, he was astonished to see trio fellows sitting in rich, ornate chairs, wearing dark, fine suits with silk trusses and polished shoes. Their mingled presence packed the air with a hint of expensive cologne and leather. He wondered who they were or if he’d met them before; their faces were caked with unusual masks that hid their identities.Beside them, placed like a coffee table, was a lengthy lump of furniture that was too irregular to be a platform for . It was caked with a dark cloth that concealed unknown objects beneath. At the head of the table alongside the others sat Grandmaster Angus, a man Blue did not recognize, despite him having impregnated the youthful man the night of his initiation.Grandmaster Angus was a strong, beefy man with a prominent, barrel chest that his sundress shirt and truss could barely contain. He had a tidily trimmed facial hair and a bald head, but there was a craziness about him all the same. The apprentice could have seen him in another time as a Spartan warrior or a hunter. Even in his most civilized and modern attire, there was something primal in his eyes.Blue stood still, unnerved by the presence of so many unacquainted figures, curious about what was covert beneath the black material. His mind raced with all sort of torture contraptions and interrogation techniques. The secret society was total of dark history and medieval traditions. For the first time ever, the apprentice wondered if he’d made a awful mistake.The fellows stood up and together lifted the cloth, providing the youthful man a peek of what was to come. It was not a torture tool that he could tell, but it definitely was not harmless. Studded in a row like ducks on a path were several dark, glossy objects, bulbing at the top and buttressed up by a narrow base. Each one progressively got larger until the final bulb resembled an oversized light. The apprentice recognized them by their shape and form: plugs. ass-fuck corks secured to a heavy, wooden table.The fellows explained to him what he must do. He was to sit on each one, pressing his ass-cheeks down vapid and firm on the table, beginning from the farthest end with the tiniest plug, moving forth peg by peg to meet Angus. They told him there would be consequences if he could not accomplish this task, a penalty that he would not forget.Blue was mildly scared, to say the least. He’d never inspected the limits of his ass, but it seemed like it was somewhere in the last duo pegs for sure. Still, he perceived an unusual rush of awakening about the idea of being observed by the group.Stripping down, Blue perceived the sexy air of the apartment on his flesh. He was all of a sudden aware that he became rock-hard as a rock when he spotted the plugs. He liquidated his underwear and footwear as Angus requested, attempting to devise how he could succeed.The first few pegs were effortless enough. A lil' lubricant was provided to him and he sat on each one sans any issues. He was ordered several times to stop and elevate up his testicles to show the fellows that he had totally taken in the butt-plug on the table. It was unusual and uncomfortable at times, but the apprentice only seemed to get more revved on as each increasingly larger butt-plug packed more of his ass.Every time he sat down, he could sense his guts being punched. His pinkish cigar began to seep continuously, prompting Grandmaster Angus at one point to stand up and take a bead onto his finger. He looked at it inquisitively for a moment, as if affected by the youthful man’s fluid, only to then stick his finger in Apprentice Blue’s mouth.The youthful man couldn’t believe how hot it was. He had never considered the taste of his own seminal fluid, but something about licking it off Angus’ finger made him even more decided to succeed. He desired to sate him. To sate all of them. And he only had several more pegs to go.It was the 2nd to last peg where the apprentice perceived his bod embark to fail him. He’d well-worn out his muscles fairly a bit to get to the final steps, and they were not providing him any chance for rest. The penultimate peg spread his nail hole out like Master Kamp had previously. It was a lil' torturous and slow-going, but once he got it in, all he could think about was the massive peg left to go.Grandmaster Angus kept his eyes locked with the apprentice. He could see his want. He could see his struggle. He asked him delicately if he could proceed, a question that Blue could barely find the intensity to answer. He knew how close he was to concluding and he desired to more than anything else. Not just to avoid the penalty of failure, but to love the prize of success. He desired to amaze them. He desired to amaze himself! But alas, he couldn’t go any further.Angus nodded understandingly. He stood up and told the youthful man to rise up off the table. Blue did, perceiving his gams get a lil' shaky from the sustained up and down he’d had to do. Angus ordered him to skinny over the table, encountering away from himself, and take hold of onto the pegs for support. The apprentice wasn’t sure what was to come, but he did so sans question.As Apprentice Blue’s arms clung to the warm, moist corks that once took refuge in the innards of his body, he attempted to reconcile his feelings about how close he’d come. He was willing to accept whatever fate they had for him, but deep down, all he desired was Angus’ approval. Angus took off his clothes behind him, looking to his colleagues and signaling to them his determination. And then, to Blue’s surprise, he perceived the elderly man’s pinkish cigar slip up inwards his hole!As much as he was soft and tired, the man’s naked shaft seemed to give him a 2nd wind. He couldn’t believe what was happening, hoping the worst before. Now, he could nearly laugh with joy. He didn’t know what it meant, but he was more than blessed to have the elderly man pumping in and out of his heated up ass.Angus packaged his truss around Blue’s neck, using it to hold him in place like a leash. Blue couldn’t help but look at the fellows to the side, watching him get boned by the beefy man behind him. Then, they all took off their masks, revealing their identities: Master Kamp, Grandmaster Oaks, and Grandmaster Savage. Each man had had their chance to guide him along his path, and now they all geek observe to the trial of the stretcher.The apprentice was overwhelmed by what he saw, but he was even more overwhelmed by the perceiving of being pounded by the ample bear. He looked up at his masters, watching their eyes light up with gratification at the look of the youthful apprentice being so accurately used and filled.Blue perceived like he was on the brink of jizzing at any moment, but attempted to hold off until Grandmaster Angus was done. He desired nothing more than to sense his stream inwards him, to glaze his nail hole with his seed and to give him a prize for his efforts. Angus’ bod shook as he got close, and Blue, in decent response, seized tightly to the table, eagerly awaiting the splatter of spunk that was about to erupt...
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