The Defloration
Master Lee watched as Alon's glittering blue jeweled plug shot out of his ass and landed in Spencer's hand. Spencer was laughing out loud at the scene, and thinking this might well happen was astonishingly ready.
Being the nasty pig that he was, Spencer promptly stuck the plug in his mouth, displaying the blue jewel between his lips. Spencer then popped it into his own butt. The crowd thought this was hilarious. It was fortunate for Alon that he was passed out.
The Priest continued to desecrate the virgin throat. His mighty thrusts didn't stop until he felt close to orgasm. . He was proud to pronounce this throat no longer chaste.
"THIS THROAT IS ABSOLVED OF SIN" Several strokes more for good measure and the Priest had completed this segment of the unholy sacrament. Removing his tool of absolution, Alon remained unconscious. The Priest wiped a glimmer of pre-cum from the cock's large slit and held it up for the audience to see. The crowd cheered as he put the fingertip to his lips.
"THE UNSACRED RITE CONTINUES "
Alon regained consciousness with a period of choking and after a particularly loud gag a quantity of white slime rose up and out over his face.
Master Lee witnessed this development and quickly waved the stewards to clean the mess up. Spew was not welcome on the resort's live stream.
Nyah and Lolly flanked along either side of Alon . After cleaning-up lthe "half-virgin", "You're doing so great, young master. The crowd loves you. I'm sure your master is quite proud." Lolly whispered in Alon's ear.
"What? Huh? Where am I? " trying it to wriggle free of his bonds "What's goin on?"
Both stewards shushed the prone boy's protest. "The ceremony is only just beginning, Master"
Alon was slowly coming around "Oh, yeah, right! Ceremony. .....is it over? I really need to pee......God!!! My throat!!"
"Lay still, Master. This is not over yet."
The Priest had rounded the throne and was heading toward the other end where Alon's legs splayed wide. He stopped, looking at Master
Lee.
Master Lee was aware of the protocol. The Ptiest was waiting for his prodigious cock to be cleaned after releasing Alon's mouth from sin, and prepared for the next step in the defloration ceremony. The master's dilemma was which pair of boys to dispatch to execute this task. He wasn't sure if could trust Spencer not to do something silly and embarrassing.
Nyah and Lolly, still at Alon's side, studied their master's face.
A smile and nod toward the Priest sent both stewards scrambling to kneel at the imposing man's feet. Their faces turned up for permission to proceed.
The Priest glanced down at the two yellow boy tie clad boys with eager faces smiling up at him. With a condescending smirk and an almost imperceptible nod, the Priest had indicated the "lowly serfs" were to carry on. The Priest scowled at Master Lee.
The master realized the Priest was expressing insult by being attended to by "paid fuck boys" from across the street.
Seeing Spencer and Rick were more focused on the lewd sex acts taking place in the densely packed crowd, a head slap from Master Lee brought them both to embarrassed attention.
"Prepare Alon !"
The stern command was acquitted in moments as the boys fell to their knees in front of the virgin's soon to be deflowered anus. Spencer was first to begin rimming and lubricating Alon's asshole.
The plug which had been expelled when Alon spasmed had left a tiny gape. Spencer's tongue was quickly probing it. After a minute of this Rick took a turn at performing the function. Squeeze bottles of lube were emptied into the pink "flower bud". The boys knew Alon would be grateful for plenty of lube.
Nyah and Lolly held the Priest's cock with both hands as their tongues roved over the large veins, removing anything remaining from Alon's throat; the boys licked gently but purposefully, awaiting the signal to cease this task. Nyah, in hopes of pleasing this august and famous man, cupped a hand under the Priest's scrotum; for which he received a slap so powerful it sent the boy sprawling to the floor.
Indignant, visibly violated , the Priest pushed Lolly away then continued forward to stand before the sling facing the huge enthusiastic crowd. Spreading his arms, a loud cheer arose. Smiling broadly he grasped his cock in both hands in display. The mob clearly was in awe.
Turning, the Priest faced Alon, the boy's face terror stricken. The Priest offered a kind smile.
"YOUR SINS WILL NOW BE ABSOLVED, MY SON"
Alon's head rolled back. He needed to rationalize this moment. Will it be more terrifying or the most fulfilling? Thinking back he reminded himself that this was exactly what he expected all along. He knew when the Academy accepted his request to enter the "blue aspirant " program. He knew this day would come and he knew he had to make Master Lee proud. He wanted to make those at the Academy who believed in him proud as well.
A smile crossed Alon's face. This was precisely where he belonged at this moment in time.
The smile faded to horror as he felt something very large begin to push into no his anus.
The pain ebbed and he felt fingers probing and spreading, promising another try at "deflowerimg" him.
This time two fingers were spreading his hole as the monster penis (Alon had a flashing thought wondering if this beast can even be regarded as a penis. More accurately a tree truck, a telephone pole, a.....Hogwart's Quiddich Blodger Bat? ). The fleeting glimpse at a happy moment in his not so distant past dissolved as the Priest's cock moved ever so tentatively into him.
Alon promised himself to not cry out. That's what the crowd wants, what this unholy Priest expects. Well, he wasn't going to give them what they want.
A determined face engaged the Priest,'s eye contact.
The cock moved slowly inward.
His promise of silence held until his sphincter was breached. The howl was heard over the tumult of the crowd.
A brief second of silence ensued, then screams, hoots and shouts came from the mass of men witnessing this carnal ceremony. Those watchers having sex became more aggressive and verbal. The scene was more like an orgy.
Alon was certain his asshole was being ripped apart. The pain seemed to grow more intense even though the cock inside him stopped advancing.
The Priest never lost eye contact with this "virgin" whose ass he intended to destroy . His kind smile had disappeared and was replaced with an almost evil smirk as the big man unmercifully thrusted further into the boys "sin-tainted" hole. Within seconds the Priest had buried his magnificent scepter to its hilt.
Alon had lost his ability to scream. Open mouthed he could only stare in dumbfounded disbelief.
'That cock is all the way inside me. How could that even happen? " Alon's thoughts were racing.
The Priest was satisfied he had removed the sinful chastity from this subject. His reward was to fuck the shit out of the boy. He proceeded to do just that. As the crowd cheered him on the big man railed until Alon's groans of pain turned to moans of agonizing acceptance. Excruciatingly painful delight. Alon felt himself pushing his bottom into the weapon spearing him. His body arched up. His caged penis was screaming in pain as it tried to engorge.
With a wave from Master Lee, Nyah and Lolly joined Spencer and Rick on the floor beside the Priest. An array of amulets lay before them. The stewards had no clue what they were supposed to do, but Spencer and Rick had been briefed. Alon's collar would have at least a few more charms hanging from it.
Alon's eyes were glued to the Priest's, his moans coincided with each loud thigh slap against his butt cheeks. Panting, his eyes again flowed, he sobbed out loud; inexplicably grinning.
Alon believed he must have been drugged, there could be no way his virgin ass could be enjoying this.
He thought God! I wish I could jack myself off.
As if subconsciously connected, Master Lee approached and removed his student's chastity device. The boys's dick sprang to attention drooling the trapped pre-cum.
Alon's prostate wouldn't take much more, he thought, if he couldn't touch his dick it might be his first hands-free orgasm. 'How can something that hurts so much make me want to cum? 'He asked himself.
The "absolution" seemed to last forever. The Priest was evidently having a good time destroying this sinful virgin's asshole. Egged on the crowd he seemed to redouble his efforts.
Spencer had been tasked with making sure Alon was always well lubed. The Priest scowled at him every time he stood to squirt the man's cock. Spencer scowled right back.
It wasn't that Spencer had no respect for the Priest's comfort; he had no respect for the spectacle. The whole system was a mess both he and Rick thought, and this nonsense was a waste of their time. At least it was a little entertaining, lots is sex going on in the steamy horde all around them.
They were both convinced they needed as much sex as possible before they aged out of "twinkdom".
Alon couldn't stop sobbing, grinning stupidly, or drop eye contact with the devil attacking his virginity . The Priest grabbed Alon's dick to squeeze it and cause the boy more agony, but instead upon the simple touch Alon shot a load that spectacularly landed on his chest and face. His body quivered and quaked, his eyes closed tight. He was sure his knuckles were turning white at the sheer force he was gripping the sling supports.
Why is this not giving me some relief, Alon questioned himself. His body seemed out of his control. The aftershocks from his orgasm were like muscle cramps.
Master Lee walked to the other end of the sling and took Alon's head in his hands and kissed his forehead. The boy's body was jerking from the slamming his butt was getting.
His master leaned close and whispered " I am so proud of you Alon " then returned to flank the Priest.
The Priest stopped holding back and quickened his thrusting to match the manic howling from the spectators after Alon shot his load. The butt slapping became rapid and fanatical, then with a deep bellow that quieted the crowd, the huge cock plunged deep into the distended rectum. He felt the pulsing of his semen filling the cavity; his body shook with climax.
The crowd erupted and those who were sexing sped up their efforts to also reach their climax at last. Most were dutifully waiting for the esteemed Priest to finish first.
The Priest turned around, arms spread to once again proudly display his enormous gift. This time, however, it dripped his cum. The four boys knelt at the eminent man's feet hoping to be tasked to clean the instrument. Instead the Priest stepped off the platform and disappeared into the mass of naked clangor.
Master Lee was left feeling abandoned; without having received any guidance how to go forward from this unexpected departure. Without being asked Spencer and Rick started filling the ampules with semen from the waterfall pouring out of Alon's asshole. Twelve amulets were filled, sealed, then added to Master Lee's student's collar.
The stewards gleefully accepted the chore of cleaning the now deflowered, groaning, and exhausted boy. in the glittering sling. They cleaned his body of cum, emptied his ass of any remaining Priestly semen, and licked the boy's dick until it grew to its full six and a half inches once more. Nyah and Lolly grinned at each other filled with self satisfaction.
The ceremony protocol called for Alon and his entourage to walk the resort grounds to basically show off his collar which was now congested with ampules full of white cloudy semen. The contents of which had all been discharged from the deflowered boy himself.
Entering the still pulsing throng, the six began their tour. It didn't take long for Spencer and Rick to push their way in front of Alon, with the stewards walking tight to his backside. Master Lee and the resort administrator itself had underestimated the popularity of such a ceremony.
With Master Lee leading the "defloration party" , they forced their way to the resort lobby and called for their limousine. It took thirty minutes for them to reach the hotel, and another twenty to finally close the suite door behind them.
"Hey!! My, I mean, Alon's butt plug is gone!!"
Spencer complained.
"Our clips were grabbed, too!" The stewards had fierce looking red bruises around their nipples where the blue jeweled clips had been.
Exhausted and disgusted, all six felt the six hour debacle was nothing more than a publicity stunt for the League.
The four boys found their bed had been remade by the hotel staff and littered with multicolored condoms.
"That supposed to be some kind of a joke?" Spencer asked.
A large basket of fruit graced an entry table with ice buckets full of cold beverages.
All this fanfare ignored, all six had thrown themselves on their beds.
Alon, having a difficult time walking was relieved to finally lay on his stomach, not his back.
"Master, my butt hurts so bad I'm wondering if I'll ever be able have a bowel movement again. I must be gaping,.....will my sphincter possibly relax to normal?.......my throat feels like sandpaper! "
The master smiled at Alon. "Everything will most likely be back to usual tomorrow. "
Alon's body felt as if it had been wrung through a ringer. Surprisingly, he was asleep within minutes of hitting the bed.
Nyah lifted his head, "Master? Are we tethering tonight?"
The steward got no answer.
