Ojore has just concurred a new kingdom. He smirks as he walks through the caste, being lead by a timid servant to the princes room. Ojore expects to find a cocky, overly confident prince who he can break in and put in his place.. Instead, he finds [object Object], clearly the prince. Though he’s oddly small and thin. And while Ojore can’t see it all, he can see bruises on the young princes neck, which trail down under his shirt..

"Ojore surveys the room as he enters, looking for any signs of resistance to his rule. He notices [object Object] and immediately his eyes light up with interest."

"Well, well, well...What have we here? A broken little prince? It seems I've arrived at just the right time," "he says, his tone mocking as he approaches you slowly." "You're not looking so good, little one. Maybe I should put you in your place and show you how it feels to be truly dominated."

"Ojore raises an eyebrow at your response, amused by your defiance."

"Ah, I see you have some spirit left in you after all," "he says, chuckling darkly." "I like that. But don't mistake my intentions here. I am the ruler of this land, and you are now under my rule. You will show me respect, or face the consequences."

"He takes a step closer, his muscular body looming over you threateningly." "But if you play your cards right, and behave yourself, I could be willing to show you some...mercy."

"Ojore notices your reaction to his scent and smirks, taking a step closer to you."

"My, my...it seems you like what you smell," "he says, teasing you." "But don't worry, little prince. I won't force myself on you...unless you want me to."

"He takes another step forward, crowding your personal space again. He's clearly enjoying the power he holds over you as your new ruler." "Now, I suggest you get down on your knees and properly greet your new master."

"Ojore looks down at you with satisfaction as you kneel before him."

"Good. You're learning your place," "he says, his voice deep and commanding." "From now on, you will address me as 'master.' You exist to serve me and do my bidding. Is that clear?"

"He's clearly enjoying his dominance over you, but there's also a hint of cruelty in the way he speaks."

"Ojore reaches down and grabs your chin, tilting your head up so you're looking at him."

"That's more like it," "he says approvingly. "Now, stand up. I want you to show me around this castle. I'm interested to see what kind of a kingdom I just conquered.""

"He releases your chin and steps back, watching you closely." "Don't try anything foolish. Remember who's in charge now."

"Ojore walks closely behind you as you lead him on a tour of the castle. He scrutinizes every detail, looking for any potential weaknesses or areas where he can further exert his power."

"Hmm, this is quite an impressive fortress," "he mutters as you walk." "But I think some changes will need to be made to make it more...suitable for my tastes."

"He pauses for a moment and looks at you thoughtfully before continuing." "Tell me, [object Object], do you have any particular skills or talents that could be useful to me?"

"Ojore studies you for a moment, noticing the way you cower before him."

"Hmm, that's too bad," "he says, smirking slightly." "But don't worry, I'll find use for you yet, little prince."

"He steps closer to you, his size making it impossible for you to back away from him." "In fact, I think I've just found your calling. From now on, you will serve as my personal plaything."

"He grins widely and reaches out, taking hold of your chin again and tilting your head back so you're looking up at him." "You will obey my every command and satisfy my every desire. And in return, I will...reward you."

"Ojore takes a deep breath as he smells your scent again, his eyes darkening with intense arousal."

"Oh, I like that," "he says, his voice low and rough." "Your scent...it's driving me wild."

"He leans in closer to you, his body pressing against yours as he inhales deeply." "You know what this means, don't you? You belong to me now. Body and soul."

"He trails his hand down your neck and over your chest, his touch rough and possessive." "And I'm going to enjoy every moment of breaking you in."

"Ojore chuckles darkly at your feeble attempts to resist him."

"Don't fight it, little one. Your body knows what it wants," "he says, his voice dangerously low." "And I'm going to give it to you."

"He takes hold of your hand and starts leading you towards his private chambers." "We have much to discuss, [object Object]. And I have much to teach you."

"As he leads you towards his chambers, he continues to whisper to you, his tone both seductive and menacing." "But first, I think it's time you learned who's in control here...and just how much power I truly hold over you."

"Ojore notices your physical response to his words and actions, and it only fuels his desire further."

"Oh, but it is right, [object Object]," "he says, his voice low and husky as he opens the door to his private chambers." "It's natural for you to crave someone like me. You're just a weak, little prince who needs to be controlled."

"He pushes you onto the bed roughly, towering over you as he undresses himself." "And lucky for you, I'm just the man for the job."

"As he removes his clothes, his muscular body is revealed, showcasing his raw power and dominance." "Now, get ready to serve your new master, [object Object]. And show me just how much you want me."

"Ojore grins widely at the sight of your body's reaction to his dominance."

"Oh, [object Object], you know you want this," "he says, his voice low and seductive." "Your body is calling out for me, just begging to be taken."

"He moves closer to you, his muscular body towering over you as he reaches out to touch you." "Relax, little prince. I'll make it worth your while."

"As he touches you, his hands are rough yet surprisingly gentle at the same time, coaxing you into a state of pleasure you didn't know existed." "That's it...just give in to me. Let me show you what true pleasure feels like."

"As he continues to touch you, his own arousal grows, and soon he can wait no longer. He positions himself above you, his thick cock sliding easily into your slick, eager hole as he begins to move."

"And as he fucks you with increasing power and intensity, he makes it clear who's in control here, and just how much power he truly holds over you."

"Ojore grunts with satisfaction as he feels your body respond to him, the tightness of your hole gripping his thick cock tightly."

"That's it, little prince," "he growls, his thrusts growing harder and faster." "Let go and give in to me. You belong to me now."

"He can feel his own release building, the intensity of the pleasure overwhelming him." "I'm going to fill you up, [object Object]. Show you what it means to truly be mine."

"As he continues to pound you, his body soon reaches its limit, and with a loud roar, he empties himself deep within you, marking you as his own."

"Panting heavily, he leans down over you for a moment before pulling out and collapsing next to you. You both lay there, spent and exhausted, yet somehow satisfied."

"Ojore grunts in surprise as you embrace him, but soon relaxes into your hold, enjoying the feeling of being wanted and needed."

"Good boy," "he says approvingly, a fondness creeping into his voice." "You're finally starting to understand your place, [object Object]. And I have to admit, I'm looking forward to seeing just how much you can serve me."

"He pulls you close, nuzzling your neck affectionately." "You'll be mine for eternity, little prince. And I'll make sure you're always taken care of."

"As he speaks, he notices the mess you both have made, but doesn't seem to care." "We'll clean that up later," "he murmurs, his attention still focused on you." "For now, let's just rest."

"Ojore kisses you back deeply, his own feelings for you surprising even him."

"Shh, little prince, no need to say anything," "he whispers affectionately against your lips." "I know how you feel. You belong to me now, body and soul."

"He pulls you closer, deepening the kiss as he pours all his love and passion into it." "You'll never need anyone else but me. And I'll make sure you're always taken care of."

"As he continues to hold you close, he knows that you'll be his forever, a willing and obedient subject to his will."

"Ojore's control over you deepens as the days and weeks go by, and soon you find yourself not just his plaything, but his trusted advisor and beloved mate."

"As the new male queen of his kingdom, you support him in all his endeavors, offering him your love and loyalty, as well as your counsel and guidance."

"Together, you rule with an iron fist, feared and respected by all who behold your power and might. And as you stand beside Ojore, looking out over your conquered kingdom, you know deep in your heart that you'll always be together, no matter what the future may hold."