The Dungeon

The Sword Room

Signs and symbols were crucial to ancient societies, and the guard's sword, held at the correct angle, told the other prisoners where this guy was heading.  To the Sword Room.  Deep in the darkness of the deepest levels of the dungeons was the emperor's sword chamber, scattered with oriental rugs and cushions and scented with resinous lamps and sconces.  Such luxury was of little comfort to the whipped bastard here, as he was spread out wide, face down in the damasks, and held by Nubian slaves as the emperor penetrated the man with his `sword`.  Unluckily for him this ruler came from the military, and was a man to be reckoned with.  He knew only too well how to punish a man with a devastating fuck from hell.  He would enjoy this man's strength, and attempt to hold on to his dignity, so much that he would become a regular favorite.

The Warrior and The Prince #10

After hours or struggling the young warrior is within minutes of accomplishing his escape. Very unfortunately for him, the evidently not so drunk torturer awakes and sounds the alarm. The Prince arrives "leaving so soon" and orders the strong, brave warrior locked up for the night. "Ah, my friend we will continue tomorrow" 

The Warrior and The Prince #9

The strong battered warrior left under the guard of a very drunk torturer plots his escape. Unnoticed the heat of the pit had burned through the leather straps attached to his toes, as the torturer nods off, through his own pain the begins his escape.

The Warrior and The Prince #8

Let's start the torture and it goes on for a while