My learning with the Brotherhood was not always quiet. I often feel denominated, frustrated, lonely or completely out of my reach. On many occasions, I considered throwing the towel. But joining the Brotherhood proved to be something very important to me. I had placed so much now, I could not just leave.
Accept that I was attracted to men I went against everything I was created to accept. Here in Brotherhood, I was monitored and oriented by great men. Men who was desperate to please and lately men with whom I was desperate to be.
Throughout the long months, they taught me to accept who I am and embrace my position in the order of things, understanding my potential and accepting my limitations. I was loved, punished, neglected and revered. No part of my body was ignored. I was the focus of mystical rituals and I experienced both carnal pleasure that my body trembled uncontrollably for days later …
There is, however, an individual among the highest members of the Brotherhood who always kept distance. Even after I was fully initiated, the Grand Master Legrand remained completely distant, barely noticing my presence when we passed through the corridors and
Scouts. Despite this, I always found him totally magnetic – almost as if we were lovers in an earlier life. I wished he shared his wisdom with me. I longed for serving him. To give me entirely to him …
One day, I was called to his scary office in the light of candles. They told me to dress formally suit in a suit and tie and make sure it was clean inside and out. It took me a while for my eyes to get used to the darkness, but finally I saw a tall figure standing in the corner of the room I knew it was. Looking closer, I realized he was wearing a white ceremonial mask with some kind of bird beak.
I walked toward him, the heart beating uncomfortably in my ears. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed me with enough force, spinning me before pushing his fingers covered with rings ahead of my pants.
Grandmaster Legrand exudes brute power. He has an incomprehensible combination of mental and physical power that made me feel totally impotent.
To begin with, he is much more than thirty centimeters louder than me, but there was something in the way he looked at me that was hypnotic. As his hands ran assertively up and down on my body, I realized that all my learning was taking me to that moment. My purpose in life was to submit to Grand Master Legrand.
He stood behind me and undressed me quickly, without any sense of seduction. It seemed that he was claiming me as a prize and my cock began to swell uncontrollably with thought.
Then he turned to him, reached out and pushed his giant fingers deep into my hole. I shyly began to rub his protuberance, which was bigger than any other I’ve ever seen. I felt myself falling from my knees in some kind of trance before pulling him out of his trousers, desperate, not just to suck him, but to get every inch of him in my throat. Every time he touched me, I was breathless in anticipation. I needed him to use me.
