I entered the interview room and Master Figata told me to sit down next to him. I couldn’t take my eyes off him; up close, he was even more attractive. All sorts of crazy and inappropriate thoughts were bouncing through my head. Yet, there was something about the way he was looking at me which told me that my thoughts were okay.
He sat me down, then took my arms and tied them behind the chair. Moments later, he was touching me so softly and gently that my entire body became covered in gooseflesh. He smelt so good and looked so handsome in his white suit. I would have done anything he asked of me.
He pulled down my underpants and exposed my dick to the room. My instinct was to reach out and touch him, but since my hands were firmly tied behind my back, there would be no such reprieve. He was entirely in control. In my mind, I begged him to continue.
He licked his finger and pressed it against my hole. He teased me. He knew I wanted it, but he kept me waiting for what felt like an eternity. I closed my eyes in a state of pure excitement and, when I opened them again, he was holding a toy which I figured was some sort of dildo. He carefully rubbed oil into it before positioning it against my hole…