Tyler Tanner & Ryan St Michael – Anointing

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Anointing – Tyler Tanner, Ryan St Michael

When I joined the Order, I thought I knew everything there was to know about, well, everything. I was confident to the point of arrogance. I knew what I wanted out of life and I knew how to get it. Frankly, I thought the Order was lucky to have someone like me…

Things started to change from the moment I arrived. Within the ranks of these mystical, masculine men, I felt almost permanently off my game. They made me question everything I had ever assumed. Every time I started to think I had control of something, they would pull the rug out from under my feet. The old me would be gone in a few days, but something kept me there. Perhaps it was the desire to see who I could become if I stayed with the program. Maybe it was the way my body tingled uncontrollably after being used by one of the Masters. Whatever the reason, I found myself increasingly, almost obsessively, wanting to please.

I didn’t know what to expect from my anointing. I was informed that the ritual would be overseen by Master St. Michael, who I only saw occasionally in the compound. There was something about him that I found absolutely attractive. He had an aura of confidence and sophistication that made it impossible to look at anyone else when he was around.

I walked nervously into a bright white room and found him sitting, statuesque, in a chair, in a well-fitting white suit, shirt and tie. The room smelled pure, rich with a sanitization that wasn’t chemical. Although Master St. Michael wore expensive cologne, there were other, more subtle scents in the air, which made me wonder if the rug and billowing drapes had been infused with something… else. I couldn’t place what.

I was given a robe to wear made of some kind of light muslin or gauze. It was almost transparent and did absolutely nothing to disguise the hard-on that had formed the moment I laid eyes on Master St. Michael. Through the Order, I learned not to be ashamed of such things. The Masters are happy that we gain as much from pleasing them as they gain from being pleased.

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