Apprentice Devall

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Master Patrick’s office. He called me in and instructed me to sit down at his desk. I was immediately attracted to him. He was dressed in a black suit, which, frankly, looked very expensive.

The next few minutes went by in a blur. He asked me awkward questions, made me drink from some sort of ornate glass vessel and within minutes was running his hands all over my body, undressing me.