A disgraced swordsman has committed murder. Brought to an isolated house in the snowbound countryside, a dominating lord informs him that "this manor is where we make dogs out of wolves like you."
As harder and harder erotic punishments are revealed, the handsome young prisoner experiences new depths of disgrace - and helpless ecstasies of sexual submission that will change him forever.
WARNING: this 15,000 word erotic novella contains EXTREME GAY BDSM CONTENT and is not for the faint of heart! Contains enslavement, brutal domination and torture, feminization, group sex, foot fetishism, licking, bondage, forced oral, bondage, watersports, object insertions, hands-free orgasms, bukkake, and more. (But no werewolves.)
EXCERPT:
"You'll probably recognize some of the men at this dinner, they're all high-level swordsmen and duelists."
"Duelists, sir?"
"This manor isn't just for breaking failed swordsmen like you, it's also for pleasing the swordsmen who've actually got talent."
Travics's face grew very hot.
"And the guest list is pretty long," the smirking guard went on. "You see, extraordinary men have extraordinary needs... and we figured out a long time ago that little pups like you are far better than women at servicing swordsmen. After all, you'd know exactly how to please a man, since that's just what you used to be."
The guard's insolent abuse sent a strange excitement up Travics' spine.
He's saying it like I've already given in, he thought. But if I resist him, he'll just choke me with that chain again!
"Yes sir," he whispered.
In the silence that followed he took a gasp; the realization hit him like a tolling bell.
This was what it was like to be completely abused. To be trapped, in this winter castle of no escape, and used as a toy by stronger men...
