Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Ninety-Five: Kenet

95: Kenet

Oh Jorin, forgive me. This time I must ask you to forgive me the way I forgave you. I knew what he was going to do to you and there was no way around it. There was no way I could prevent it. I tried. You know I did. I tried to offer myself to him. But the mage believed you had to be defeated before he would try take me for his own.

As I lay curled in a ball, trying not to hear your screams, I wished and hoped that it was not so bad on you as it sounded. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 95 →

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Ninety-Four: Jorin

94: Jorin

From within the glare of the candles, I could barely make out what was going on in the room. Seroi dragged the king in front of Kenet, but what were they doing to him? I could not quite see nor hear, as the stronger Seroi grew, the more like a wall the ring of light and smoke became.

But then I could see the scuffle and feel the power shifting in the room. Now everyone out there was moving. Had reinforcements arrived? Perhaps they could, collectively, defeat the damn snake…?

The struggle went on for some time, with shouting and the occasional scream. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 94 →

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Ninety-Three: Kenet

93: Kenet

I tried to be stoic as the fight began. I tried to kneel off to the side where the mage had put me and draw no attention to myself. I needed him to believe me harmless and cowed.

When Jorin felled Bear, though, I am sure I had been as wide-eyed as an owl. I had never seen Bear bested in combat, and I had never seen Jorin attack someone that way. I held my tongue, though, saying nothing, not even a whimper. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 93 →

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Ninety-Two: Jorin

92: Jorin

Oh, it was hard to watch Kenet display himself before the mage that way. It was even harder to watch him pretend to lust for the man. But I never doubted him. I never thought for one moment that Kenet might betray me, or us, for his own comfort or pleasure. I never thought for one moment that he was doing anything other than manipulating Seroi.

For one thing, I could feel how difficult it was for him to stay hard. I took control of his arousal then, as Sergetten had done to me so many times, and Seroi, in his own lustful rapture, was unaware that Kenet’s state was more due to me than to him.

Not every mage could see the strands of Night Magic that connected one man to another, one lover to another. Powerful as he was, it appeared that to this, Seroi was blind. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 92 →