Apprentice White | Chapter 3 Anointment
May 12th, 2023 Views: 470 Starring: Apprentice White, Grandmaster Figata
Description: Apprentice White has generated quite a lot of excitement within the upper echelons of The Brotherhood. We’ve been watching him closely and we’re unanimous in the belief that the boy shows real promise. Master Snow’s feedback from the Apprentice’s initial stages read like a love letter and, for some time now, the rest of us Masters had been jostling to further investigate the boy's obvious potential. My opportunity to do just that arose very suddenly when the boy was selected for anointment. I happened to be in a position where I could offer to oversee the ceremony, much, I assume, to the chagrin of Master Snow, who I’m pretty sure would have been much happier to have kept young Apprentice White to himself. The boy certainly didn’t disappoint close-up. He was blond and blue-eyed with almost flawless skin. He came across as being quite confident and self-assured, but a few minutes in his company and you could realize this young Apprentice was actually quite shy and nervous. He was plainly eager to please—in short, exactly the sort of boy we want. He seemed very nervous as he entered the chamber. These sorts of rituals can be overwhelming for the Apprentices; the anointing ceremony is all about purity. He is stripped of his clothing and instructed to wear a white robe. We, as Masters, are dressed in white formal clothing which is meticulously cleaned and prepared for us by chamber staff. The well-tailored, white suits which we wear are the clothes of masculinity, of superiority, and of carnal conquest. Our ties must be very carefully knotted. The bottom “v” must hang just below the waistband of the pants. It is, after all, an arrow which points towards the crotch and dares its viewer to question what is stirring within. Upon establishing that Apprentice White was committed to embracing the concept of total submission, I removed my jacket and rolled up my sleeves. I could see his eyes flickering repeatedly to the front of my pants. He’s been in this place long enough to know that all rituals come with specific expectations and I think he was both excited and nervous to learn what was heading his way. The anointing ceremony is about cleansing a boy and blessing him, stripping him back to his essence, so that he can emerge, like a phoenix, from his own ashes with a new-found sense of understanding and purpose. It is the most important step in his journey; allowing his body, mind, and heart to become the property of The Brotherhood. The ritual is one of the most intensely sensual, deeply spiritual and profoundly erotic of all of the ceremonies we perform. It involves the use of rare, perfumed oils which are massaged into significant locations across an Apprentice’s body. They take it seriously, knowing instinctively that it is an important right of passage. Apprentice White seemed particularly immersed in the procedure. His focus impressed me greatly and every time I touched another part of his soft, pale flesh, my dick stiffened that little bit more. I stared deep into his eyes, barely able to conceal my desire for him, and he returned my glances with a look which seemed conflicted. As the ceremony progressed, I felt him trembling more and more, trying desperately, but failing, to control the waves of pleasure rippling through his inexperienced body. I pushed the robe aside and slowly ran my fingers over his nipples before rubbing the warm oils into his chest. He was breathing heavily and I could feel his heart thumping. He was almost certainly attempting to resist me. The Apprentices will often develop a deep, loving and monogamous attachment to their first Master, and I knew from Master Snow’s notes that their encounters had been uncharacteristically intense. There is, however, nothing more beautiful than slowly pushing an Apprentice towards a place where he has no option but to be unfaithful to a man he believes he’s in love with. I knew that Apprentice White would not be able to resist for long, but yielding to me had to be his choice. The guilt he would almost certainly experience as a result of his actions needed to be a self-inflicted wound. His penis began to grow and throb as I knelt down to anoint his loins before slowly running my lips over his member. Anxiety soon gave way to lust and, as I took his rock-hard, soon-to-be throbbing dick further and further into my mouth, I knew the boy was mine. I deep-throated him. I got every last inch of his beautiful dick deep into my mouth, pushing his legs further and further apart to trigger an even more explosive reaction from his groin. He responded almost violently, such was the profundity of the pleasure he was experiencing. While sucking, I slowly undressed myself down to my garments, standing, at one stage, to teasingly allow my pants to fall to the ground, before squatting in front of him and resuming my oral seduction. Eventually, I parted ways with his groin, and moved up to kiss him. As our tongues began to brush against each other, I realized I was feeling a very deep desire for him, suddenly understanding exactly why he got such a good write-up from the previous Master. His lips were tender, soft, and cool, and they were hungry for mine. I pushed him to his knees and stood up, pulling my garments down to reveal the immensity of my member. I saw his eyes widening in fear as I pulled it out and offered it to him. He was quick to respond, however, sucking me with such natural skill that I found myself, briefly, on defense; I had to force myself not to orgasm. He was soon on all fours on the floor, clinging onto the bench to steady himself while I pressed my tongue deep into his tight little ass. His face seemed to cloud over, I suspect, as he realized exactly what he was about to do. Of course, that just made me want him all the more, and I rapidly sank my 9-inch weapon deep into his stunning ass, teaching him, in one move, that his body belongs to The Brotherhood and not just one member thereof. Besides, his precious Master Snow would soon be pleasuring himself with another boy. Apprentice White’s butt was about as satisfying as an ass can get. Fucking it was like putting my dick in a well-lubed clamp. I took him from behind. He didn’t need to see the look of bliss on my face. That would have given him power that he didn’t deserve. A few seconds later, I sensed a sudden change in his demeanor. A smile flashed across his face which seemed to say, “go on, use me like you want to use me… My body is yours.” He started to yell and groan in deep arousal the moment he yielded to me and at that point, I was able to really ramp things up. The more I offered my thick, daddy dick, the more he seemed to crave it. Before long, he was begging me to pound him harder, lost with lust like an animal! I grabbed his throat, pulled his head back, wrapped my huge thighs around his and rammed my dick into him with all the strength in my body. Only then was it time to turn him around so that we could look into each other’s eyes. I needed to know for certain that the lesson had been learned. Of course, the look of pure, unadulterated lust in his eyes told me instantly that it had, and that I could now enjoy experimenting with a few less-orthodox positions, pulling his body into contortions to see which felt the most thrilling. It was high-octane, deeply-satisfying sex, and he was soon yelling at me to cum inside him, which I did with uncontrollable force, collapsing on top of him and throwing my lips onto his with great passion. Apprentice White is indeed a boy with a great future, and I look forward to further guiding him towards that glittering horizon.