And as your king, I shall grant you the mercy of marrying a man who knows how to handle your kind.” His voice was like a serpent, slithering around the room, filling it with venom. Gay sex I wanted to scream, to argue, to tell him that he was wrong, that this wasn’t who I was. “I expect you to keep this between us,” the king added, his voice a warning growl.The guard didn’t dare to speak, he merely bowed before retreating from the room, the sound of his footsteps echoing down the corridor. “You may go,” he said, his voice a chilly dismissal. The candles flickered, casting jittery shadows across the room. His eyes, usually filled with respect, now held a hint of curiosity. “What do you expect of me? “Your kind,” he sneered, “My father, your grandfather, taught me that you are nothing but whores, to be used by real men when they tire of their wives. “Now, let’s see if you can be a real man, too.”The guard stepped forward, his cock now fully erect, a clear sign of his willingness to participate in this twisted game. “Do tell, what was this grand advice of mine?”Alocan looked back at me, his eyes a mix of embarrassment and something else.
