Corrupt Touch

"If you're going to write about getting fucked by a man... then you're going to live it."

In the Empire of Vathar, men are executed for lusting after other men. But Sayid, soft-voiced, wide-eyed, and shamefully naive, is caught red-handed transcribing explicit poems that should never exist. Poems about cocks and silk bedsheets. About being taken. Owned. Ruined.

He's dragged before Crown Prince Azhrin, untouchable, terrifying, and cruel enough to make emperors kneel.

But instead of ordering Sayid's death, Azhrin does something worse.

"From now on, you belong to me. You won't be touched, not until I want it. You'll kneel. Watch. Beg. And if I see you hard without permission again, I'll tie your hands behind your back and let the guards see what kind of little slut you are."

Stripped of his name, clothed in gold and humiliation, Sayid becomes the prince's pet.