In the dimly lit confines of a private chamber, the initiate stands bare, awaiting his verification. The overseer, Teu691, scrutinizes every contour, every curve, every quiver. The air thick with anticipation, the initiate's cock stiffens, a natural response to the intense gaze. The overseer approaches, fingers tracing the rigid shaft, verifying its length, its girth. A moan escapes the initiate's lips as the overseer's hand wraps around it, stroking slowly, rhythmically. The ritual continues, a dance of power and desire, culminating in a sticky, satisfying conclusion.