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2024-07-23 22:25:39
Marcus always takes a deep breath to steady his nerves before walking into one of the formal rooms. He’s never quite sure what, or who to expect inside. When he saw Grandmaster Savage in his pure white suit standing in front of the ceremonial table, his heart started pounding really fast. Marcus had had very few dealings with Savage and didn’t know how to act around him, but when he was ordered, quite abruptly and aggressively, to sit on the altar, he started to feel anxious. Savage started to strip almost immediately. There was something almost clinical about the way he went about his business, but, when he knelt down to gently rub ceremonial oils into Marcus’ feet, the power dynamic changed considerably. Marcus liked the sensation of being anointed. He loved the feeling of the Grandmaster’s slippery hands seductively skating across the soles of his feet. It tickled a little, but also felt comforting and arousing… And if there’s one thing that Marcus had learned during his time with the Brotherhood, it’s that he was never to feel ashamed of sexual arousal...
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