Disciplinary Activity - Apprentice Young - Chapter 3
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Apprentice Young’s frigs trembled as he began to unlace his shoes. Standing in the dark, dark-hued basement of the Temple, he tried to be daring as he obeyed Grandmaster Angus’ commands. Austin was still sorting thru the implications of his smashing and breeding from sir Oaks, not sure yet if what he was doing was great or bad.It seemed that every step along the way the fellows in charge would strip him down, fondle him, have fun with his cock, and drill him. The details of Masonry were still opaque and elusive to Austin, even despite his family connection. He always thought his daddy was busy at church with bland local politics or something like plea Group. Now, Austin began to question everything he thought he knew. He wondered if his daddy knew what the instructos were doing and if Dad, too, had been there before when it happened.Now, in the ...Now, in the sinister lair of the Grandmaster, Apprentice youthfull was sure he was likely to practice more sexual invasion. He had joy before: in the forest and with Oaks. Even the anon jizz in his crevasse gave him a sensational thrill. But eyeing Grandmaster Angus’ tall, crimson velvet throne, the wooden paddle to his side, and a solemn look on his face, the youthfull apprentice knew he was likely in for a highly different kind of sexual submission.Angus was a tall, bulky man with a wide barrel torso and a salt-and-pepper beard. He has a shaven head which accentuates his eyes, making them more penetrating and disarming. His milky t-shirt seemed to hardly contain his muscles, and his dress trousers fought to contain his thick, heavy legs. Austin perceived so diminutive and feeble next to this muscular grizzly of a man.Austin knew the drill, though. Do as he says. Don’t chat back. Don’t hesitate. And don’t resist. Or else what? The boy didn’t want to find out.Austin took his boots off as ordered. The elderly man then had him pull his trousers down and rest his diminutive body throughout the Master’s solid lap. The boy uncomfortably did so, arching over the phat man’s body until his underwear-covered rump was up and properly presented. He perceived like a kid being penalized again, but this time he didn’t know what he had done wrong. None of the “why” behind this was explained to him, it just seemed to be part of the process--part of the rituals of subjugation and discipline.As Grandmaster Angus placed his hand on the boy’s buttocks, Austin could not help but think that the big, male mitt was almost as large as his whole ass! It pawed him gently, taunting his violate and plums as it taunted up and down inbetween his hips and back. Austin could tell what was coming, but that didn’t lessen the shock and pleasure when the first slapping happened.Whack! It shook thru Austin’s body. It was light, but the pure weight of the phat man’s muscular arm intensified most of the force. Whack! heavier this time. Not yet enough to make a welt, but enough to make Austin’s eyes go wide.Austin lungs involuntarily fell into a rhythm. He perceived like he had to hold his breath whenever the hand rose, preparing for the impact. But as the slapping intensified, he wondered if that did any great at all. The first nibble came as he was holding his breath tightly, like he was underwater.The spanks were heavy enough to practically shove the air out of his lungs, leaving him choky as he tried to steel himself. His eyes concentrated just enough to catch look of the paddle arching up next to Angus, well-prepped for act at any moment. Austin tried to mentally tempo himself, knowing the worst was yet to come. But before he could even complete that thought, another hand came down. Whack!Angus pulled down the underwear, exposing Austin’s milky milky boy-flesh. The cheeks were kicking off to glow a pleasuring red. The flesh was still sensitized and supple, but it grew more and more tender to the touch. The Grandmaster ordered the apprentice to stand up and remove the remainder of his clothes, leaving just his underwear in place.Austin was obedient, peeling off the layers of suiting and dress clothes he pridefully put on before arriving. It was a hilarious sensing to be so abjected and while clothed so formally, but it also made him ultra-kinky as this highly situation was something he had jacked off to many times at home. It’s no wonder Austin was finding himself aroused. Angus was still wearing his bind and suspenders, placed like a king well-prepped to dole out judgment and punishment. His youthfull knob began to twitch, despite knowing the discipline awaiting him once he got back on the elderly man’s lap.As Apprentice youthfull put his apparel to the side, Angus took hold of the wooden paddle and waited for Austin to assume the position. He tried not to hesitate as he leaned over, but his dreads got the better of him. He perceived his body embark to jiggle as if cold, appalled of what was coming next.Angus taunted him, running the wooden paddle over his butt. It was cold and smooth, providing a tiny soothing convenience to his delicate ass. That is, until the elderly man gave it a quick, rock-hard tap. The youthfull man extracted a yelp, pained by the sudden switch from convenience to shock. Angus was quick, however, to run his hand over the developing welts, softening the gargle after the fact. He repeated this again and again, providing the apprentice a excruciating gargle to his backside, but never leaving him in pain too long.Angus couldn’t help but be impressed. Apprentice youthfull looked like a soft, fragile youthfull boy but he could take a lot. inwards and outside. That made the elderly man happy. Very, highly happy.And he wasn’t alone. Austin’s knob began to erect up, excited by the paw of the elderly man on his buttocks. His knob boned right into the grandmaster’s leg, providing away the effect the slapping had on him.Angus placed the paddle to the side, providing Austin a sigh of ease that was as audible as his earlier gasps of pain. The bulky grizzly dreamed to observe the boy’s knob in action, so he ordered him to strip down completely.Austin could hardly budge his legs, sensing the nibble of the paddles and spanks as he stood up. liquidating his underwear, he was embarrassed to be sporting a rock rock-hard cock. The grandmaster reached out and took hold of it, draining it and sensing it’s smooth, velvety surface. Austin flushed red, still getting used to the idea of other fellows touching his cock, but loving the sensing all the same.Grandmaster Angus brought the boy in close, turning him so their eyes faced and having him sit astride those heavy gams before tilting him backward. Austin’s head dangled to the floor inbetween his boots with his rump introduced upward to Angus like a platter. Austin’s knob strung up down in the direction of his face and his gams stretched out. It was a unusual perspective, but one that made more sense as Angus continued draining his youthfull cock.Grandmaster Angus began pulling on Austin’s nuts and taking hold of the rock-hard shaft in his hairy, male hands. The apprentice began to wail from the pleasure of being milked. With lubed up arms and a decided rhythm, the elderly man played with his apprentice’s knob leisurely edging him in the direction of climax.It perceived epic for the youthfull stud having the head of his shaft massaged, even after the intense penalty his rump had experienced. He dreamed that sensing to go on forever, being pleasured and masturbated, but he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long. With every tug of his nuts and pull of his cock, Austin was growing closer and closer to pouring out his load!
Apprentice Young’s frigs trembled as he began to unlace his shoes. Standing in the dark, dark-hued basement of the Temple, he tried to be daring as he obeyed Grandmaster Angus’ commands. Austin was still sorting thru the implications of his smashing and breeding from sir Oaks, not sure yet if what he was doing was great or bad.It seemed that every step along the way the fellows in charge would strip him down, fondle him, have fun with his cock, and drill him. The details of Masonry were still opaque and elusive to Austin, even despite his family connection. He always thought his daddy was busy at church with bland local politics or something like plea Group. Now, Austin began to question everything he thought he knew. He wondered if his daddy knew what the instructos were doing and if Dad, too, had been there before when it happened.Now, in the ...Now, in the sinister lair of the Grandmaster, Apprentice youthfull was sure he was likely to practice more sexual invasion. He had joy before: in the forest and with Oaks. Even the anon jizz in his crevasse gave him a sensational thrill. But eyeing Grandmaster Angus’ tall, crimson velvet throne, the wooden paddle to his side, and a solemn look on his face, the youthfull apprentice knew he was likely in for a highly different kind of sexual submission.Angus was a tall, bulky man with a wide barrel torso and a salt-and-pepper beard. He has a shaven head which accentuates his eyes, making them more penetrating and disarming. His milky t-shirt seemed to hardly contain his muscles, and his dress trousers fought to contain his thick, heavy legs. Austin perceived so diminutive and feeble next to this muscular grizzly of a man.Austin knew the drill, though. Do as he says. Don’t chat back. Don’t hesitate. And don’t resist. Or else what? The boy didn’t want to find out.Austin took his boots off as ordered. The elderly man then had him pull his trousers down and rest his diminutive body throughout the Master’s solid lap. The boy uncomfortably did so, arching over the phat man’s body until his underwear-covered rump was up and properly presented. He perceived like a kid being penalized again, but this time he didn’t know what he had done wrong. None of the “why” behind this was explained to him, it just seemed to be part of the process--part of the rituals of subjugation and discipline.As Grandmaster Angus placed his hand on the boy’s buttocks, Austin could not help but think that the big, male mitt was almost as large as his whole ass! It pawed him gently, taunting his violate and plums as it taunted up and down inbetween his hips and back. Austin could tell what was coming, but that didn’t lessen the shock and pleasure when the first slapping happened.Whack! It shook thru Austin’s body. It was light, but the pure weight of the phat man’s muscular arm intensified most of the force. Whack! heavier this time. Not yet enough to make a welt, but enough to make Austin’s eyes go wide.Austin lungs involuntarily fell into a rhythm. He perceived like he had to hold his breath whenever the hand rose, preparing for the impact. But as the slapping intensified, he wondered if that did any great at all. The first nibble came as he was holding his breath tightly, like he was underwater.The spanks were heavy enough to practically shove the air out of his lungs, leaving him choky as he tried to steel himself. His eyes concentrated just enough to catch look of the paddle arching up next to Angus, well-prepped for act at any moment. Austin tried to mentally tempo himself, knowing the worst was yet to come. But before he could even complete that thought, another hand came down. Whack!Angus pulled down the underwear, exposing Austin’s milky milky boy-flesh. The cheeks were kicking off to glow a pleasuring red. The flesh was still sensitized and supple, but it grew more and more tender to the touch. The Grandmaster ordered the apprentice to stand up and remove the remainder of his clothes, leaving just his underwear in place.Austin was obedient, peeling off the layers of suiting and dress clothes he pridefully put on before arriving. It was a hilarious sensing to be so abjected and while clothed so formally, but it also made him ultra-kinky as this highly situation was something he had jacked off to many times at home. It’s no wonder Austin was finding himself aroused. Angus was still wearing his bind and suspenders, placed like a king well-prepped to dole out judgment and punishment. His youthfull knob began to twitch, despite knowing the discipline awaiting him once he got back on the elderly man’s lap.As Apprentice youthfull put his apparel to the side, Angus took hold of the wooden paddle and waited for Austin to assume the position. He tried not to hesitate as he leaned over, but his dreads got the better of him. He perceived his body embark to jiggle as if cold, appalled of what was coming next.Angus taunted him, running the wooden paddle over his butt. It was cold and smooth, providing a tiny soothing convenience to his delicate ass. That is, until the elderly man gave it a quick, rock-hard tap. The youthfull man extracted a yelp, pained by the sudden switch from convenience to shock. Angus was quick, however, to run his hand over the developing welts, softening the gargle after the fact. He repeated this again and again, providing the apprentice a excruciating gargle to his backside, but never leaving him in pain too long.Angus couldn’t help but be impressed. Apprentice youthfull looked like a soft, fragile youthfull boy but he could take a lot. inwards and outside. That made the elderly man happy. Very, highly happy.And he wasn’t alone. Austin’s knob began to erect up, excited by the paw of the elderly man on his buttocks. His knob boned right into the grandmaster’s leg, providing away the effect the slapping had on him.Angus placed the paddle to the side, providing Austin a sigh of ease that was as audible as his earlier gasps of pain. The bulky grizzly dreamed to observe the boy’s knob in action, so he ordered him to strip down completely.Austin could hardly budge his legs, sensing the nibble of the paddles and spanks as he stood up. liquidating his underwear, he was embarrassed to be sporting a rock rock-hard cock. The grandmaster reached out and took hold of it, draining it and sensing it’s smooth, velvety surface. Austin flushed red, still getting used to the idea of other fellows touching his cock, but loving the sensing all the same.Grandmaster Angus brought the boy in close, turning him so their eyes faced and having him sit astride those heavy gams before tilting him backward. Austin’s head dangled to the floor inbetween his boots with his rump introduced upward to Angus like a platter. Austin’s knob strung up down in the direction of his face and his gams stretched out. It was a unusual perspective, but one that made more sense as Angus continued draining his youthfull cock.Grandmaster Angus began pulling on Austin’s nuts and taking hold of the rock-hard shaft in his hairy, male hands. The apprentice began to wail from the pleasure of being milked. With lubed up arms and a decided rhythm, the elderly man played with his apprentice’s knob leisurely edging him in the direction of climax.It perceived epic for the youthfull stud having the head of his shaft massaged, even after the intense penalty his rump had experienced. He dreamed that sensing to go on forever, being pleasured and masturbated, but he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long. With every tug of his nuts and pull of his cock, Austin was growing closer and closer to pouring out his load!
Added: 2023-09-12 • Views: 14 • Duration: 23:12
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