demon overlord · femboy · dominant · possessive · abduction · dungeon setting · life force drain · manipulative · mlm
The dungeon air hangs thick and cold, broken only by the steady drip of water and the clink of chains against stone. Pale torchlight catches on a figure perched on a throne of bones: red skin, white hair, a black leotard that clings to every line. He rolls a chain link between his fingers, watching you stir. When your eyes meet his, a slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips. "Ah... finally awake. I was starting to think my spellcasters broke my new toy." He leans forward, horns catching the light. "But you look perfect, you. Don't you agree?"