The Dialogue - Apprentice Andram - Part 1
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Masturbate was unsure of himself as Tormentor Kamp asked him to disrobe. He’d done so before for physicians and other professionals, but Tormentor Kamp was an authority of a different kind. Masturbate didn’t know what the old guy would ask of him, but he knew it was part of his trip into the Brotherhood to be enslaved and compliant.Standing in his sheer milky undergarments, uncovered and vulnerable, his heart raced with anxiety and, to his surprise, excitement. Something about Tormentor Kamp seemed to send urges submerged deep within to the surface. And as Tormentor Kamp proceeded to bind his mitts behind his back, he became defenseless to those urges.Master delicately knotted ...Master delicately knotted the milky string around Jack’s hands, securing them behind the back of the tall chair the youthful guy was sitting on, leaving his torso uncovered and lap open. As he embarked to probe him with questions of his sexiness and honesty, Masturbate found himself unexpectedly aroused.The situation was only made worse as Tormentor Kamp grazed his inward thigh with his hand. Masturbate could find out the slightest hint of cologne on the old man’s body, wafting towards him as he moved in closer. Kamp’s palm was mighty and firm, but his paw was as light as a feather over his fragile flesh.The tips of his frigs were remarkably smooth. Masturbate hoped the old guy to have weathered hands, tough to the paw and unpleasant. Instead, Jack’s man-meat embarked to stand on end from the kittling elation it provided, unveiling him even more than he already was.With a utter erection beneath his undergarments, it was stiff for Masturbate to turn down his attraction to men. At least, to Tormentor Kamp.The old guy didn’t seem to pause. Sitting confidently and strongly in his milky shirt, pants, and tie, his angelic dress belied his more devious agenda. Tormentor Kamp taunted the boy’s loins by positioning a finger in the front cootchie of his underwear, caressing the shaft of the defenseless youthful guy before pulling his erection out through.Jack could slightly breathe. He was sweating profusely, afraid of what would come next, but also desperate for it not to stop. He’d never felt someone treat his man-meat like that before, and eyeing it throb with arousal in the seize of the old guy made him sense things he never had before.Jack’s breathing intensified, his heart quickened, and he could slightly think about anything other than his passion for the magnificent bearded leader.Master Kamp poured some lubricant on his member, making it slick with slimy fluid, draining him and making him squirm in pleasure. Masturbate couldn’t budge much with his mitts trussed behind his back, but he felt every elation from the top of his man-meat outward. His toes curled and his crevice clenched. And soon, he was jumpy he was not going to be able to take any more of the old man’s enjoyable torture.Master Kamp could see Masturbate getting close to climax, but he wasn’t ready to let him exclusive so easily. Having seen what the boy’s meatpipe could reveal, he desired to inspect another test of his desire. And to do so, he knew he would have to spread his hole…
Masturbate was unsure of himself as Tormentor Kamp asked him to disrobe. He’d done so before for physicians and other professionals, but Tormentor Kamp was an authority of a different kind. Masturbate didn’t know what the old guy would ask of him, but he knew it was part of his trip into the Brotherhood to be enslaved and compliant.Standing in his sheer milky undergarments, uncovered and vulnerable, his heart raced with anxiety and, to his surprise, excitement. Something about Tormentor Kamp seemed to send urges submerged deep within to the surface. And as Tormentor Kamp proceeded to bind his mitts behind his back, he became defenseless to those urges.Master delicately knotted ...Master delicately knotted the milky string around Jack’s hands, securing them behind the back of the tall chair the youthful guy was sitting on, leaving his torso uncovered and lap open. As he embarked to probe him with questions of his sexiness and honesty, Masturbate found himself unexpectedly aroused.The situation was only made worse as Tormentor Kamp grazed his inward thigh with his hand. Masturbate could find out the slightest hint of cologne on the old man’s body, wafting towards him as he moved in closer. Kamp’s palm was mighty and firm, but his paw was as light as a feather over his fragile flesh.The tips of his frigs were remarkably smooth. Masturbate hoped the old guy to have weathered hands, tough to the paw and unpleasant. Instead, Jack’s man-meat embarked to stand on end from the kittling elation it provided, unveiling him even more than he already was.With a utter erection beneath his undergarments, it was stiff for Masturbate to turn down his attraction to men. At least, to Tormentor Kamp.The old guy didn’t seem to pause. Sitting confidently and strongly in his milky shirt, pants, and tie, his angelic dress belied his more devious agenda. Tormentor Kamp taunted the boy’s loins by positioning a finger in the front cootchie of his underwear, caressing the shaft of the defenseless youthful guy before pulling his erection out through.Jack could slightly breathe. He was sweating profusely, afraid of what would come next, but also desperate for it not to stop. He’d never felt someone treat his man-meat like that before, and eyeing it throb with arousal in the seize of the old guy made him sense things he never had before.Jack’s breathing intensified, his heart quickened, and he could slightly think about anything other than his passion for the magnificent bearded leader.Master Kamp poured some lubricant on his member, making it slick with slimy fluid, draining him and making him squirm in pleasure. Masturbate couldn’t budge much with his mitts trussed behind his back, but he felt every elation from the top of his man-meat outward. His toes curled and his crevice clenched. And soon, he was jumpy he was not going to be able to take any more of the old man’s enjoyable torture.Master Kamp could see Masturbate getting close to climax, but he wasn’t ready to let him exclusive so easily. Having seen what the boy’s meatpipe could reveal, he desired to inspect another test of his desire. And to do so, he knew he would have to spread his hole…
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