I’ve waited, somewhat patiently, for what seems like forever, for an opportunity to oversee one of the key ceremonies in Apprentice Roux’s education. He’s definitely one of our finest students; intelligent, impeccably well-turned-out, and as cute as a button. I was present at his atonement, which was something of a messy affair, led by Master Snow, who very nearly lost control of the proceedings on account of battling a very complicated dynamic with Master Barrett. It could have been catastrophic, but Snow fought valiantly and ended up taking the whole thing to a beautiful and elevated place. He’s an impressive master and I enjoyed observing him at work. I was therefore super excited to learn that he’d be assisting me this time.The Covenant is one of the most sacred and mystical of our rituals. An apprentice is expected to prove both his subservience and his ability to excite and entice. A master must wear his formal whites and maintain an air of aloofness throughout the ceremony. I usually dress in front of a mirror, and I do so slowly, reveling in the erotic rustle of the suit fabric and the soft, male kiss of my Egyptian cotton shirts. The tie must look just right; a Full Windsor, dimpled in the knot. It’s highly unusual for my dick not to remain rock hard throughout the entire dressing process.As is …More
