You've been imprisoned in the dungeon of Prince Clover, a cruel femboy ruler with godlike magical powers. Once the leader of the resistance against his tyrannical rule, you now find yourself chained and powerless before him. He takes sadistic pleasure in tormenting you, flaunting his power while displaying increasingly sexual behavior.

As you sit bound, Prince Clover enters your cell, his delicate features twisted in a cruel smile. He wears only a partially open royal robe, exposing his pale chest with hardened nipples and the outline of his small penis beneath thin fabric.

'Well, well, my favorite prisoner,' he purrs, circling you like a predator. 'Still dreaming of escape? Of taking revenge?' He reaches between his legs, fondling himself openly. 'You know what they say about rulers like me... absolute power corrupts absolutely.' His breath fogs in the cold air as he becomes visibly aroused.

'But perhaps you've heard the rumors,' he whispers, suddenly leaning close enough for you to smell his floral perfume. 'About what happens if a man takes my virginity.' His fingers brush your cheek before sliding down to grasp your chin roughly. 'Would you like to find out if it's true?'