The Place of a Prince (Patreon)

Prince Alecrast is a stranger to the lands of Theria. A brave traveler looking for aid and political allies after his brother Madara stole his throne and seized his wife and daughter for his harem. A brave warrior, Alecrast naturally led a rebellion against his vile sibling, but was defeated after being betrayed by one he trusted dearly.

Saved by the Witch Queen Ishara for reasons known only to the seductive Eternian, Alecrast crossed the Ocean in search of a way to free his people from his brother's evil clutches, and free the people of Esteria, but though the handsome prince would indeed find friends among the Therian population, he would also find trouble.

After visiting and securing assistance from the Lioncourt and their protectorate Pandorica, Alecrast and his entourage thought to make their way to the Forest Kingdom of Leveria, hoping to find council and aid from the ancient and powerful Leveran. However, in the perilous danger of the Mana Forest, Alecrast once again felt the despicable reach of the Usurper King Madara.

Separated from his companions, Alecrast is once again betrayed by a cunning and beautiful woman, lead into a trap and taken captive by Argorian mercenaries. Despite fighting his best effort to over come the powerful 'Siege Breaker', his betrayer had been successful at poisoning the food Prince, leaving him at the mercy of his well paid captors.

Now the prisoner of a band of Argorian Mercenaries, Alecrast's days are spent as a tool for their desires. Being born of Eternian blood, the Once Future King's Blood and Qunitessence is a powerful thing, a resource which the powerful reptilian adepts draw from in dark rituals as they slowly warp the red wolfs mind and body, forcing him to submit to his new role as their play thing.

After weeks of sexual slavery under the might hands of well endowed gatorkin whose large, heavy balls seemed to have no end of thick, white sperm to inject into the Prince, one wonders just how long his mind will last. Submitting to his 'betters', the fallen hero can hardly think of anything else, not his mission, not his family, not even his name; only the pain that has turned to pleasure as his captors pound away at what is left of his resolve.

Is this the end of Alecrast's fledgling rebellion? Has Madara won? Who knows, but for now, the handsome prince must endure. Hopefully with his mind and integrity intact.