Disciplinary Action – Maxx Monroe, Legrand Wolf
Discipline is a noun and a verb. It is the act of training someone physically or mentally, be it another person or yourself. The term can also be used to describe the punishing action. In the case of the Fellowship, discipline is the vehicle to help young people become better versions of themselves. It’s beyond grammatical rules – it’s the concept of purpose, directly administered.
In the case of young Apprentice Monroe, it was time for his discipline. He had previously been with, and examined by, Masters Figata and Kamp. He had learned a lot about men’s pleasure, and his expected role in providing it. What he hasn’t learned yet, but will learn, is that pain can also be pleasure. It can lead to something bigger, something bigger than ourselves. And a presence bigger and bigger than any Apprentice Monroe had ever known before waited for him in a darkened room. He felt a chill at the sight of that imposing figure. This powerful man, chiseled by time and force, with the eyes of a hawk and the kind of smile that made you feel small, was Grand Master Legrand.
Sitting in a red chair that framed him in stark contrast to the rest of the room, Legrand studied the young apprentice as he entered. The Grandmaster’s fingers traced the edge of the wooden board; its dark surface polished to a slight sheen. Monroe shivered at the sight of the Master’s hand on her. He had not seen such a structure before, but as it was pointed with rods of increasing circumference and shaped with domes at the top, its purpose needed little imagination to discover.
Grandmaster Legrand instructed the apprentice to strip off his clothes one piece at a time. Tie, dress shirt, belt, pants – all offered as a sacrifice to the Grand Master. When Apprentice Monroe was reduced to nothing but his holy garments, the Master called the boy to approach him.
The apprentice swallowed hard as the Master’s hands roamed his body. They explored every inch of his skin, leaving trails of heat everywhere they went. It was an experience so intense that the boy could only stand there frozen like a statue, unable to move unless his Master told him to. When Legrand reached down and stroked the young apprentice’s cock through the cloth, it elicited weak, whimpering sounds of ecstasy from the boy. Ecstasy that grew in volume as Legrand pinched her young nipples, and fingered the head of his male cock.
