“Suffering becomes all mankind.”
Having tormented He-Man’s over-sensitized nipples until the hero squirmed and gasped in the grip of prolonged and helpless ecstasies of pain and pleasure, Azziel now pauses and considers where next to apply the feather and his own subtle skill. And his eye travels slowly along the length of that shining, golden body and lingers on the swollen protuberance of the tight leather loincloth – and he smiles, his amber eyes glowing in a way which makes his victim shiver, and swallow hard in nervous apprehension. Seeing this reaction the demon stares all the more – and nibbles suggestively on the tip of the feather, enjoying the boy’s acute anticipation of even worse suffering to come.
“You suffer so very beautifully,” smiles Azziel. “And suffering becomes all mankind – but it finds its most poignant expression on the faces of the young……”
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