"MASTER, forgive me for I have sinned"
Alon had received a blue collar which looked like a charm bracelet it had so many rings hanging from it. His chastity was back on as was a small blue jewel butt plug. The only purpose the plug served was to further identify Alon as the "virgin boy".
The stewards got very little sleep but were up and working long before the four guests awoke.
The master's and student's clothing were laundered and hung, ready to wear to the ceremony. A rolling tray table of breakfast delights was delivered as well. Nyah and Lolly had cleaned the suite and were prepared to change the linens before they left for the day's big event at the resort. The master of the suite had approved their attendance and told them to dress for being part of the "virgin's" party, which meant thong and bow tie. A pink bow tie to distinguish them from the hotel staff. The master had even given the two stewards blue jeweled clips for their nipples.
Lolly had retained the liquid deposited in his rectum the night before, and was grateful for the vibrator. He had one hands free orgasm and one assisted by Alon.
The master sat Lolly on a table edge and when the mixture began oozing out collected it and encapsulated it in an amulet to hang prominently from Alon's new collar.
Now Alon understood the rings on his new collar but only one was used, what's going on with the others? Alon felt like a tambourine when he walked.
The milky white interior of the clear amulet symbolized the virgin's first use of his penis. Obviously this tenet was only loosly followed. A second amulet about half the size also graced Alon's neckline. This milky substance was from his "so-called" first masturbation.
Alon had a feeling where this was going. There were plenty more rings on his collar to hold plenty more "charms".
The "Deflorion Party", all six members of it were ready to make the trek across the highway to the resort which was to host the defloration ceremony at twelve noon. A limousine was waiting at the hotel entrance.
A last look had taken place just after Alon, Spencer and Rick got out of bed. Alon's body was inspected as under a microscope. He was checked for errant body hair, received what could only be called a "double-douching ". (The "virgin -boy was not allowed to perform his own douche) Spencer and Rick administered the cleansing under the watchful eye of the master, himself. Alon was mortified, but helpless to do anything about it.
His jewelry was polished and his clothing meticulously arranged on his body. Everything had to be "just so". This event had only taken place once before in recent memory, so this ceremony was special. Special in that it will be the only one ever video streamed to the gay BDSM community as well as the gay community at large.
The defloration party members had to be impeccably dressed, the rules followed precisely even though they had only been written when the Academy announced they were training a "virgin" blue level aspirant. This ceremony was to set the precedent for all future celebrations of the same ilk.
Alon was petrified. Believing that if he made a mistake of any kind he would be ridiculed for his foreseeable future. Spencer and Rick looked almost elegant in their blue attire, matching blue jewelry and blue thong with pouch. They too wore jewels clipped to their nipples.
They resented having to cover their junk, even given the circumstances.
The two stewards were similarly attired and decorated as Spencer and Rick, though they had to be identified as submissives from the hotel, thus they wore the yellow boy tie and an unusually cumbersome chastity which included their anuses. Their inclusion in the event was an unexpected tweek added by Alon's master.
The six "party members were ready to walk to the lobby where their limo awaited.
"Alright, here we go" the master put a hand on Alon's shoulder to show his support as the boy was showing signs of anxiety. Alon wasn't quite sure he'd be able to put one foot in front of the other.
"Master, Rick and I haven't shot a morning load we've been so busy. Can we get a quickie from Nyah and Lolly so our hard-ons won't stick out of our pouches?" Spencer was being particularly deceitful since both he and Rick had fucked the stewards before their medieval chastity had been installed earlier in the morning.
"I guess we have time, boys kneel and make it quick. We have to there in an hour, as it is we'll be fighting to get through the crowds."
Lolly kneeled before Rick with a sheepish grin knowing full well they already dropped their morning loads. They were plugged in the stewards's asses. Nyah took Spencer's dick into his mouth and just as soon, Spencer's hands held the boys head steady while his steady mouth fucking began. Lolly's mouth was similarly employed. Waiting , the master and Alon stood and watched as the thrusting became deep throating. Sloshing gurgles were making Alon more anxious than he already was. Both stewards soon had their mouths clamped to Spencer and Rick's pubis, gagging and spasming. A few more strokes and the stewards's mouths were full of the boys's second morning loads.
Showing their coated tongues they were permitted to swallow.
Now the party was ready to move.
With master in the lead the six were immediately met with crowds of hotel guests wishing them a happy "Virgin Redemption Day". The fanfare followed them to the lobby and cheered them into the limo.
"Virgin Redemption Day"? Really? Who came up with that?" Spencer asked.
"This may be get out of hand quick. Stay close, don't anyone wander off. There seems to be way more people here than i expected." The master sounded concerned, which added to Alon's already third-level anxiety.
As the limo slowly drove the mile to the front entrance of the resort, the crowd followed and seemed to grow in number.
The resort employed "interns" to tend to and accommodate guests. A number of them, freshly dressed in purple bow ties, thongs and pouches came to usher the six to the "chapel". The interns were usually nude while at the resort, they had to admit wearing any form of attire was a welcome change.
A theater had been hastily constructed containing a raised platform or stage which now held a bejeweled sling, the "throne". A rainbow carpet stretched a hundred feet from the gateway to the platform.
With Alon in the lead position, his master directly behind him, the four "witnesses" followed. In a clumsy cadence they approached the platform.
Spencer leaned slightly to Rick, " Nyah and Lolly could have been "deflower girls" dropping multicolored condoms before the procession. "
Rick grinned in agreement of the absurdity. But then, to the two boys this whole circus was bizarre. Right out of some demented graphic novel.
Standing behind the shiny sling stood a dark cloaked figure, large in stature, totally covered from hood to floor.
Alon was urged forward by his master, and the virgin knelt before the "Priest" standing behind the sling.
"Forgive me , Master, for I have sinned"
Alon's voice was weak and shaky, a whispered word of encouragement from his master helped steel him to continue.
"What is your sin, son?" The cloaked figure's voice was low and commanding, in startling contrast to Alon.
"I am nineteen years old and yet have not been penetrated anally." Alon's voice seemed weaker, if that was at all possible.
"Come forward and receive your penance. Your sin will be forgiven ". This is where Alon was disrobed, displayed, and applauded. Looking at the vast sea of faces, the boy became woozy. Just in time, the master lifted the "virgin Boy" onto the throne.
Alon's feet were set in stirrups, his wrists tied with blue ribbon to the throne's supports. Again the crowd cheered and yelled. Alon lay in the sling, legs wide open to feature the shiny blue plug in his ass. He felt his balls tighten and his dick deflated to a flaccid lump.
"Be calm now, Alon " his master whispered, "it will all over soon".
That was a lie.
The Priest lowered one end of the sling to bring the virgin's face to waist level.
The black cloak fell off the Priest's shoulders to reveal a heavily tattooed torso and neck. His bald head shone in the overhead stage spotlights, revealing a tattoo of a circle with an arrow pointed outward. . The crowd gasped as the now nude Priest lifted and presented his enormous cock. The website had claimed the phallus was ten inches long and six and a half inches in girth. To Alon it was purely "mutant", the boy wished he could faint.
A large ring gag was inserted into Alon's trembling mouth. He couldn't imagine that monster cock going any further than an inch or two deep, maybe just the head.
He was mistaken.
Spencer and Rick had been barely keeping themselves from laughing out loud the crazier this spectacle became. . The crowd was loud enough to cover anything they said , a concern was that the master might overhear. They hadn't experienced any form of punishment from Master Lee but Lonnie, their previous master preferred hog tying and throat "training". And that in front of the video camera. Lonnie never let an opportunity pass for adding something provocative to his "X" feed.
In a loud whisper, "Damn, Spence, that Priest's cock is fucking huge!! And Alon's going to get it both ways. "
"Don't know weather to feel jealous or sorry for our soon to be deflowered virgin."
"It's a tree trunk!! One of daddies at Daddy-Day-Care had one almost as big, felt like he was splitting my hole open but after a few minutes it was bearable. I actually came pretty quick.....I'll have to go back there pretty soon. Nothing like a telephone pole shoved up your ass."
The stewards. Who came up last in the procession heard the boys whispering. They knew who Rick was referring to with the monster cock. He was Lolly's ex. The couple had had frequent threeways with Nyah, the only other steward who could take the man's meat down his throat. As his daddy did that and he was working Nyah's ass, Lolly often fantasized about their two heads meeting inside the boy. Bumping heads, so to speak. The thought today made him grab Nyah hand and squeeze. "We should go see daddy sometime soon".
"Ask the master if you can invite him over for a private show." Nyah thought the idea was a good one.
"I'll bet Rick's dick will leak the whole time, at least until he gets daddy's cock, too"
"Can you imagine taking your daddy and the Priest at the same time. In a spit-roast?"
"How about a double penetration?"
The stewards couldn't help giggling; the crowds gaze was on the stage, certainly not on these two pink bow-tied twinks.
"When can we take this damn shit off?" Nyah was referring to the chastity apparatus. The plug was cool but the cage was a demonic torture device. The ED they were required to take daily didn't help. Their dicks were being crushed into the cage bars; hurt like hell.
"We should ask Spencer. He'd see a way to get away with it". Opined Lolly.
"IN THE GRACE OF ALL THAT IS WANTON I NOW BEGIN YOUR REDEMPTION "
With that the Priest rested the head of his enormous cock on Alon's tongue.
The boy's tears were streaming down his brow, the sobs uncontrollable. He couldn't help but panic at the immediate prospect.
"Be still, my little one. Your sins will start to be forgiven right now" the Priest began pushing into the Virgin boy's mouth. His cock head impeded by the ring gag, the unholy man yanked it from Alon and with a mighty effort half the beast was in Alon's mouth, about to enter the boys throat.
'Oh fuck fuck fuck. What am I doing'? Alon said to himself. 'I wish I'd have let Tony fuck me when we were in 8th grade. I wouldn't be in this situation this now.
All thought ended when the Priest shoved the remainder of his phallus into Alon's throat. The boy gagged and spasmed, his body bending upward, eliciting a force which made his butt plug shoot out into the air.
Alon passed out.
Of course that didn't stop the Priest from jackhammering the virgin's mouth and throat for the next five minutes.
The crowd's cheer of approval and delight was deafening.
Everyone there knew the ceremony had only just started.
