His organ was long and flaccid, resting as it did, on his huge balls. ‘You didn’t hurt me acolyte. I couldn`t allow my growing passions to override my senses. I had done it. ‘Get away from here. He groaned loudly and then he was coming, great gobs of white fluid spat from his cock decorating my chest and belly. I would not tell. He sat upon a tree stump and spread his knees wide. I needed to assert my authority in keeping with my position as senior acolyte. My gaze was immediately drawn to the bushes, and he was there, naked as before. ‘Not really magister,’ I replied, ‘I have a headache.’
Magister Norris raised an amused eyebrow, as she regarded my dress. Men were not allowed anywhere near the Jinx, as the virginity of the acolytes had to be preserved and a broken hymen, or god forbid, a pregnancy, would render the acolyte powerless and they would be returned to their family in shame.
