Kristopher Weston, Matthew Figata & Serg Shepard – Apprentice Serg Shepard – Chapter 5 – The Covenant

Apprentice Serg Shepard – Chapter 5 – The Covenant – Kristopher Weston, Matthew Figata and Serg Shepard

It feels like forever since I arrived here. I was terrified, excited, and completely naive. I had no idea what was to come and how wide my eyes were about to open. I had been told that the pact was one of the last rituals in an apprenticeship. In a few months, it would all be over, and who knew where fate would take me. If I had learned nothing else here, however, it was that I should never fear the future. The future is where exciting memories are made.

I was pleased to discover that Master Figata and Master Weston had been selected to oversee the ceremony. I had grown attached to both men during my time here. They were jointly responsible for initiating me into an endless world of sexual gratification, and so I owed them a great deal.

One of the chamber servants provided me with a thin, white ceremonial gown to wear. It was made of a piece of fabric with multiple pleats that looked like an intricate piece of origami. It took me a long time to figure out how I was supposed to wear it, and despite the fact that it was made of a great deal of material, when I finally managed to get it on properly, I realized how little of my body it was covering.

I was instructed to crawl into the room, which was light and airy and lined with billowing curtains. They didn’t look all that different from the dress I was wearing. Master Figata sat on a soft, bed-like bench in the center of the room, looking elegant in a well-fitted white suit and tie, his legs suggestively spread. Master Weston stood, somewhat aloof, at the back of the room. I felt a twinge of nerves; a sensation I have come to enjoy because it means my body is subconsciously preparing to plunge into the unknown.

All apprentices are encouraged to read as much material as possible about the covenant ritual. It is essentially an expression of subservience to the brotherhood, representing an apprentice’s absolute commitment to the Order. As such, it is considered the most solemn, mystical, and important of all ceremonies. One of the books I read described it as almost religious, making reference to Mary Magdalene washing Jesus’ feet with her hair.

It is certainly true that an apprentice should begin by gently washing his master’s feet with a cloth. I have never understood the fascination some people have with feet, but I was surprised at how moving I actually found it. I think the silence in the space actually enhanced the experience. I could hear a distant clock ticking and the soft, involuntary sighs Master Figata made as he exhaled. The soft rustling sound my cloth made as I ran it up and down the soles of his feet made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I tried to make the experience as seductive and erotic as possible. I wanted him to desire me.

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