Strapped down on Azziel’s Frame, stripped to a leather loincloth and suffering the humiliation of being molested by the demon’s skilled and searching hands, He-Man can only hope to wear down his tormentor’s will to continue with such unwanted attentions. But with his body gleaming with sensitizing oil and sweat, and unable to prevent its reaction to being stimulated by finger and feather alike, the young hero is struggling to hold on, all the time more mortified and aware that his resistance is failing. And the gloating, mocking words of the demon as he describes the ordeal to follow bring him no comfort at all…….
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