Chapter 4
The room was light and airy. Its white walls and white ceiling looked pristine. Even the polished wood of the floor reflected both light as well as the blurred images of those entering. In the centre of the room stood a tall cushioned bench, upholstered in red leather and studded around the base. Beside it, wearing a white robe that was open at the front to reveal a lightly haired torso and a semi-erect cock, was a man who was introduced as the royal physician.
“You must be Pan,” he said beckoning the boy and in doing so exposing more of his tanned, toned body. “That’ll be all.”
The sergeant snarled at the physician then turned and disappeared.
Pan swallowed hard. Everything was so overwhelming. He was a stranger surrounded by strangers, playing an unknown role in someone else’s drama.
“Now, don’t worry,” the doctor continued. “I want you to lean forward over this bench and relax.”
Pan stepped hesitantly forward and did as he’d been asked.