Release Year: 2022
Studio: Masonic Boys
Cast: Apprentice Foster, Master Kamp
Genres: cum, homo, giving a kiss, aged, spanking, younger, stroking

Even in advance of I officially entered the Order, I had already learned a great deal about what exactly it meant to be a part of it and what that would entail. To almost all, Disciplinary Action would sound like castigation. But here in the Order, it is simply a reminder that all that we do, and all that we experience is to serve a higher purpose. Physically, it is to stand alongside my brothers (the other Apprentices) in the Order and to learn from the elders (our Masters and Grandmasters) how we fulfill that purpose by serving and servicing em. Historically, discipline has always been defined as training underneath some type of tutelage or authority. It too means to be able to control oneself. Here at the order, it is a combination of all of those. The idea of it being a reprimand, here, it means greater amount of a warning. But even if it were a torture or reprimand – I’d be lying if I told I haven’t been looking forward to it ever since I learned what being an Apprentice in the Order meant. For some, giving up their physical body to be used in honor of the Order and it is divine purpose may sound like a nightmare considering all the work it takes and what u have to give up. But for us apprentices, and the Masters themselves who were one time in our very shoes, it is an absolute honor. My Disciplinary Action will be administered by Master Kamp. I have seen him around plenty, and have had the privilege of hearing him speak, but the idea of being one on one with him in one of the ceremonial darksome rooms makes my whole body buzz with passion. Although I know that guy can’t state it explicitly, I hope that by the end of the Action this chab is left feeling proud of me and the fact that I have come into the Order with as much knowledge as one can attain previous to really experiencing it from within. As I walk into the room I stand next to Master Kamp as this guy sits in the red chair. He looks stately, assured, and assertive. Exactly what u would wait from a chap of his station. He asks me if I know what to wait, and I let him know respectfully that I do. I try my superlatively good to hide my passion. He asks me to lay over his lap, and as I comply I hope I’m not also obviously desirous. He adjusts me over his lap by grabbing me by my haunches, and then starts the Disciplinary Action. He gives one of my cheeks a rub in advance of raising it and bringing it back down forcefully. He iterates the act on my other cheek, and then back and forth from one cheek to the other. I don’t even realize my grunts are really groans, and I feel him start to slap harder. My groans turn into actual grunts, but within em, the groans remain nonetheless. What is eliciting this? Although I am aware that Disciplinary Action will serve me well in the future within the Order, there appear to be to be recent feelings arising alongside my general passion of being a part of this Brotherhood. What happened next was an even larger shock. When I got up, Master Kamp asked me to remove my panties. I hesitated briefly, simply to ask if I had heard that right. I haven’t ever heard of this as being a part of the rituals in advance of. A part of me feels bad for having to make him iterate himself, but I’m hoping that my swift compliance makes up for it, and I discover myself hoping that this guy does sense my eagerness and willingness. Again, though, there appear to be to be fresh feelings swelling up inside me along with my yearning to be a fulfilling Apprentice. He asks for my strap. Now solely in my peculiar undergarments, that guy asks me to lay back over his lap another time. He proceeds the ritual, this time slapping every cheek with my thong with merely one thin fabric layer protecting my skin. After several smacks with the thong, that guy switches to using a paddle. My grunts, even louder now, still have a groan mixed in. As I try to stifle em (so that guy doesn’t notice the latter) I try to process their meaning in the pont of time. I feel him tug my undergarment down slightly. I should feel fearful, but I don’t. Instead I let myself go and just let it happen. I can feel inside myself though, that I wish it to happen. He takes the paddle to my naked arse now; I have lost myself in it all and surrender. Whatever sounds I am making, I now know they are the right ones, and all in service of my Master, and further – in service of the Order. When this chab finishes this chab let us me stand up, but asks me to remove my shirt next. Again, this guy asks that I lay back over his lap. I am starting to watch the clearer purpose here. The Disciplinary Action grows greater amount forceful as I become greater quantity vulnerable. The vulnerability here changes with my various states of costume and strip. Master Kamp proceeds the ritual, smacking my bountiful nude cheeks with the paddle once more. He asks me if I like it, and if I crave it. I reply in the affirmative, I know my purpose. He then does smth rather unexpected, smth I wasn’t aware of was a part of the ritual. He reaches underneath me throughout my undergarment and grabs my balls, pulling at em. He proceeds the ritual using one as well as the other the paddle and his in natures garb hands to taste my now fully red cheeks. I realize my groans and grunts are of joy; I am finding joy in serving the Order. Master Kamp proceeds the ritual, alternating betwixt smacking my arse and grabbing my balls. I feel that that guy has applied oil to his hands and betwixt the smacks of the ritual that guy starts to jerk off my 10-pounder. Another surprise to be certain, but as with the smacks I felt immense enjoyment and pride that I was doing this in service of the Order. I had always thought this was a sin, but now I realize that was merely cuz I had been doing it alone and not within the parameters of the Order. My schlong is totally hard now, the idea of serving one as well as the other Master Kamp and the Order making it engorge fully. He is the one and the other forceful and methodical in milking me, letting me know that guy desires me to reach my climax. All those recent feelings, those recent revelations, and simply the idea of serving elicit an entirely recent and inexorable sense of passion and joy. Before I even know it’s happening, my hard dong starts to squirt, my groans louder than I thought they could ever receive. Master Kamp instructs me to stand up, and I do. He reaches down to where I discharged my milk and billibongs some of it onto his fingers. He reaches up and touches my bottom lip with the jism-covered fingers and inserts em into my throat, making me smack it. This let us me know that I have received the Disciplinary Action as I was supposed to. He is proud of me. I am exhausted, but I am already looking forward to my next one.

Format: mp4
Duration: 22:43
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 7736kbps
Audio: 310kbps

File size: 1.3 GB