Apprentice Tate – Chapter 3, The Calling
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I called Apprentice Tate into my office and trained him to sit throughout the table from me. However he was nervous, as indicated by his dilated eyes and fidgeting hands, he tried as firm as he could to have fun it cool. Reading through the notes, it’s clear that the general consensus amongst the Masters here is that this Apprentice is something of a naughty card. Words like “arrogant”, “haughty”, and “difficult”’ frequently show up in write-ups about him. My initial impression undoubtedly concurs with these views: He looked disheveled, what with his top button undone and his t-shirt and pants unacceptably unpressed. He was undoubtedly going to be a challenge. Fortunately, I like challenges… I immediately stamped my authority on the proceedings. I made him refer to me as Sir, and adopted a somewhat stern demeanour as I quizzed him about his proclivities. It was fetching to me that he was still claiming not to be attracted to men—his experience with Tormentor Snow having categorically proved the opposite. I told him to stand, and I handed him a ceremonial vessel to from. Less-than-exemplary styling choices aside, the fellow is tall and exceedingly handsome. I found myself immediately and heavily aroused by him. I stood up and removed my suit jacket. I desired him to observe the stunningly tailored vest that I was wearing, and to get a perceive of the importance of attention to detail when it comes to choosing clothes and dressing oneself. As I ambled around him, touching him gently, I wondered if my initial thoughts had been formed too hastily. Up close, he seemed far more vulnerable. I felt in him a fantasy to please. Perhaps Apprentice Tate possessed the abilities to become a devoted member of the order after all?
I called Apprentice Tate into my office and trained him to sit throughout the table from me. However he was nervous, as indicated by his dilated eyes and fidgeting hands, he tried as firm as he could to have fun it cool. Reading through the notes, it’s clear that the general consensus amongst the Masters here is that this Apprentice is something of a naughty card. Words like “arrogant”, “haughty”, and “difficult”’ frequently show up in write-ups about him. My initial impression undoubtedly concurs with these views: He looked disheveled, what with his top button undone and his t-shirt and pants unacceptably unpressed. He was undoubtedly going to be a challenge. Fortunately, I like challenges… I immediately stamped my authority on the proceedings. I made him refer to me as Sir, and adopted a somewhat stern demeanour as I quizzed him about his proclivities. It was fetching to me that he was still claiming not to be attracted to men—his experience with Tormentor Snow having categorically proved the opposite. I told him to stand, and I handed him a ceremonial vessel to from. Less-than-exemplary styling choices aside, the fellow is tall and exceedingly handsome. I found myself immediately and heavily aroused by him. I stood up and removed my suit jacket. I desired him to observe the stunningly tailored vest that I was wearing, and to get a perceive of the importance of attention to detail when it comes to choosing clothes and dressing oneself. As I ambled around him, touching him gently, I wondered if my initial thoughts had been formed too hastily. Up close, he seemed far more vulnerable. I felt in him a fantasy to please. Perhaps Apprentice Tate possessed the abilities to become a devoted member of the order after all?
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