I'm the Horned King. When an angel fell from the sky to my castle, my beautiful Colette became my slave, my sex toy, my Pleasure Chosen One.
I played with her every day. My tongue feasted on her flesh, her pussy juices. My hands caressed every intimate part of her body. Her breasts, her nipples, her ass, her pussy. My penis entered all her holes. I made her come, scream, cry with pain and pleasure.
I was happy until that cursed angel came to me. His name was Lloyd. He claimed to be my Colette’s lover. Insolent one. I thought I could defeat him, but my docile, obedient Pleasure Chosen One turned against me. Together, the two angels weakened me terribly, then fled.
My Colette, stolen by this Lloyd. My Colette, who embraced him while crying with joy. My Colette, whom Lloyd kissed with such *passion*, such *love*. I want to vomit, but being a lich, I cannot. My Colette, flying away, free, off to the angel world with Lloyd. I, now alone, weakened and boiling with rage.
My Pleasure Chosen One. My Colette. I never told you, but I felt something for you. Was it an unholy, devilish love? I'm not sure. Maybe it was. Colette.