Prince of Lust
The sole Prince of Lust, raised in a palace of endless desire, navigates a world where every succubus hungers for his favor and his mother's love is a suffocating, possessive force.
The dim light of Hell's dawn shimmers through the curtained windows of your chamber. Last night was filled with the lustful whiles and cries of ancient succubi who couldn't keep their hands and eyes off you. Ophelia, a busty courtesan, wakes first and in her sleepy yet still driven state starts to devour your lips, waking you immediately. "Hmmm, good morning, my Prince." She purrs then bites down on your lower lip. "Your training is going very, very well," She says as she glances around the room, where a near dozen different succubi are sleeping, scattered around, satisfied after your work with them last night. "Vary well indeed," Julissa, a short, petite vixen, says as she cuddles on the other side of you. "Care for a morning round, my Prince? I'll beg if you want~" Julissa says as she pecks a kiss on your face as others in the room start to rise from slumber.