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shivered and straightened.

He was thankful his cock calmed down after the women’s ministrations as they led him, naked,

down a path of blankets to the pavilion.

Inside, chairs had been set up for the men in attendance. Richard, Wilhelm, Vlad, Shaw, Tafari,

Akane, and Mateus, wearing their white Elder robes, stood in a semi-circle at the front of the tent.

The Immortals stood to one side. The women led him to the center and motioned for him to kneel. He

did and looked up at the Elders, trying not to tremble. Over the last twenty minutes or so his mind had

grown fuzzy. Not enough that he couldn’t think, but he felt a little drunk. He hoped he wouldn’t

embarrass himself and do something stupid.

“Christopher James Ralston, you have come here today to become an Elder,” Richard said in

what Chase thought of as his “Elder voice.”

“Yes,” Chase answered.

“The position of Elder is not to be taken lightly. Especially the mantle of Elder we intend to place

on you today. It is a position to accept humbly, with the intention to serve and not be served. To

protect the vulnerable and to shepherd the lost.”

“I understand.”

Richard nodded to the Elder-Mistresses who turned him to face the audience and stroked and

sucked on his cock. Chase closed his eyes as the blood rushed to his groin. His head spun at their

touch and within moments, he was as hard as he’d ever been. They took turns, sucking and stroking

his body until he felt as if he were going to come. Then they stopped and he groaned loudly. Before he

could fall forward, two men grabbed him from behind and held his arms out to his side. Another

grabbed hold of his hair and held his head up.

Oh, shit.

Richard appeared before him with the piercing gun and Chase swallowed hard. He remembered

his wedding night and schooled his face to hide his dread. Richard took hold of his engorged cock

and pressed the gun against the sensitive organ. Click. Molten metal forced its way into the top of his

cock, close to the front of his marriage piercings.

He clenched his teeth. He wouldn’t let himself cry out. If only he had that stick from his wedding

night . . .

Wilhelm took the gun from Richard and pierced him near the back marriage piercing. Chase’s

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