The Master, clad in leather, surveys his eager pups, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. He commands, and they comply, stripping naked, presenting their tight, hairless holes. One by one, they take a seat, backs arched, as the Master lubes up his gloved hand. His first pupil, Blaze, whimpers as the Master's thick fingers probe his entrance, pushing past the resistance, stretching him wide. The room echoes with the squelching sounds of fingers plunging in and out, as the Master expertly works Blaze's prostate, drawing out moans of pleasure and pain.