Apprentice Tate

I called Apprentice Tate into my office and instructed him to drink from the ceremonial vessel. The boy is tall and extremely handsome. As I walked around him—touching wherever I pleased—I sensed excitement, vulnerability and a deep desire to please.

He needed to know that I had expectations, and that his duty was to please me as much as he was being pleasured by me. I removed my tie and shirt. I’ll confess: I’ve rarely felt such a powerful interest in an Apprentice, and, as a result, I allowed the dynamic to change between us.

I stood behind him and undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground, before instructing him to get onto the desk and present his ass to me. He has a beautiful butt which I immediately started to rim. I pulled him down from the desk and encouraged him to lean over it. The look on his face changed as soon as he realized what was about to happen.