Reluctant Rapture
With the demon plying the feather unceasingly over his swollen nipple, and with the dark fingers gently but insistently massaging the bulge of his burgeoning manhood within a straining loincloth, He-Man struggles to retain control of himself. His skin shivering at the touch, sweat soaking his strapped-down body, he writhes in ecstasies of torment, torn between the twin tyrants of pain and pleasure – and finds himself increasingly unable to tell the two apart……
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