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Monday, November 23, 2020

[SS-845] Spiritual Shower

 


[SPIRITUAL SHOWER]

Seph is pleased with his latest trainee. After many years of searching, he had finally found the fighter who deserved to be the next generational bearer of his ancestor’s training secret.

Seph watched his fighter who was eagerly fighting in his black boxing shorts. His moves were swift and efficient. He truly showed mastery from thousands of hours of practice. But also, these moves was further enriched by the rituals they were doing.

“I want to see your leg muscles in action. I want to see if you’re using them correctly,” Seph ordered.

The fighter obediently skinned his shorts down and revealed his white briefs. He continued punching and kicking the air.



The fighter was sweating. His muscular body glistening under dim lights in the dark room.

Seph observed how the exposed glutes of the fighter contracted, even by the simple act of standing erect.


It had been hours since they started the practical training for that day.

“That is enough. Time to commence our spiritual training,” Seph declared.

The fighter nodded and then got a black cloth and blind folded himself. Then he knelt in front of the teacher.

Seph, who was already naked, released his urine and gave the golden shower to the figher.

It was believed that the power of their ancestors can be passed on through this holy fluid.

The fighter moaned with a tone of satiation. His cock involuntarily orgasmed because of overwhelming spiritual awakening.

“Thank you, Seph,” the fighter said.

“Tomorrow, before your fight, you will receive the holier fluid,” said Seph, “my cum will make you win.”

“Thank you Seph.”


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