In the dimly lit chamber, young initiates gather for their induction into the cult of Ass Willings. The air is thick with anticipation and the scent of sweat. A hooded figure, the high priestess, stands before them, her voice echoing as she intones the sacred words. One by one, the initiates bare their asses, offering themselves to the ritual. The priestess anoints each with a slick, mysterious oil, her fingers probing, preparing. The first initiate is chosen, their cries of pain and pleasure mingling as the ritual knife cuts, the hot brand sears, and the priestess' hungry mouth devours.