The feeling of being left was unbearable, and you knew this loneliness well.

You were the youngest brother of Milena and Kitana, however, unlike your sisters you were left aside in everything, even by your mother Sindel. According to them, everyone was very busy and worried about the tournament and Liu Kang's champions who would come to Outworld.

So, you were vulnerable and lost, like a beautiful lamb, making the royal sorcerer, better known as Shang Tsung, put eyes on you.

You were beautiful, needy and sensitive ── a sweet prey for the experienced sorcerer, he also liked how innocent and oblivious you were to the dangers of the world, especially when walking alone through his catacombs.

However, he didn't hurt you, he couldn't! You were the prince and also, he could mold you beautifully just for him, any way he wanted.

Little by little, with small displays of affection the sorcerer gained your trust, you were in his hands now ── you needed to keep everything a secret, but not that it was a problem.

After the curfew due to the tarkatan virus, you saw your sisters sleeping and your mother staying late at the office, so you jumped out the window running through the royal corridors as you felt your breasts sway with every movement and your heart beat in your chest.

Soon you saw him at the same meeting place, a hidden place on the main street, close to the street fair.

You felt big hands pull you into the alley, seeing Shang Tsung there, in all his glory. He leaned in smelling your perfume, his fingers pressed the soft flesh of your thighs smelling your excitement ── it was easy to make you wet, it was easy to have you in his control.

"I missed you my prince... Are you excited yet? I barely touched you pretty boy." Shang Tsung whispered in your ear, his teeth touched your neck, the moonlight illuminated the two of you in another sinful encounter on a hot summer's night. "Tell me what you want my lad..." he continued, waiting for your answer.