NSFW! Aurelium III (Patreon)

Each day, the torment inflicted upon me by the Zhar'Kul grows more unbearable. Their formidable warrior, a living juggernaut with muscles resembling tightly coiled iron, revels in the twisted pleasure of my suffering. Chains weigh heavy, binding me to my wretched fate as his Elven slave. Yet, in the quiet corners of my conflicted mind, my words may deny it, but there's a begrudging acknowledgment for his raw strength and presence. The same strength that bends my will is a testament to the ferocity of their kind. Even as I endure humiliation, there's an unnoticed admiration for the primal power he wields.