{"product_id":"2940014431668","title":"Chained Desire","description":"With Christendom in turmoil two members of the clergy plot to restore the Church, and an incubus is at the heart of it. Chained and abused by Justicar Teodor, Azki's only freedom is through his memories of his sweaty, dirty deeds in the past. A tale of seduction and depravity, corruption and sin! Warning: Orgy ahead! \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e~~~~~ EXCERPT:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs a Justicar, Teodor possessed a breadth of experience in coaxing penitence from his subjects whether it was through damp rags or burning coals, hot pincers or leather cords.  Savonarola's methods were different of course, but still quite effective.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"You speak much but explain little,\" Teodor grumbled, \"You have the city well in hand.  My skills would serve better where they are needed.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It is not the heresy from without that you or I fear, Justicar,\" Teodor crooned in that strange, hollow melody of his, \"But the corruption from within.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFew things could disturb a Justicar, much less a man like Teodor.  Yet in his belly something seemed to tremble at those words.  Savonarola possessed a silken tongue and a piercing eye or what lay in the souls of men.  Little wonder that the new Duke had fallen under his sway so easily.  Whether the source of the friar's hypnotic personality was diabolical or divine in origin, however, Teodor could not say.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"You have heard of the upstart Lutherans?\" Savonarola hissed.  They stood at the gates to what the people of the city called the Tower of Tears.  The guards stood at attention, granting the pair a polite nod as they passed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Yes,\" Teodor said with a disgusted sneer.  Not one day went by without Teodor praying for the movement to break, or for the instigators to be captured, executed, and their souls damned to blister in eternal hellfire.  There would be no offer of penitence for such heresy, not after the destruction they had wrought.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It is said that they have been spreading, that the Church is having difficulty halting their progress.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"A fetid lie!  Their heresies will be crushed by our blades and hammers within the year.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Do not allow your convictions to cloud your reason, Justicar.  Every rumor indicates that their influence is increasing.  While you may know military strategy, I am well versed in how war is waged with words and ideals.  Mere force will not bring them to heel.\"  Savonarola took a torch from one of the sconces, leading the pair as they descended down a staircase into the dungeons.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Would you have them pillage and burn our cathedrals, then?\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Fire and steel may end a rebellion, but they do nothing to carve its taint from the souls of men.  We must demonstrate the power of our faith through deed, Justicar:  a true miracle to confirm the purity and power of the Church.  You have converted many pagans, yes?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"With some difficulty.\"  Teodor grunted.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"It is a simple matter to whip the flock back into fold.  Yet the true strength of Christendom is seen when it spreads past the converted and brings the heathens out of darkness.  Such is love of our Lord God and the power of our faith, that we bring salvation to those most wretched and sinful of creatures.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey arrived at a sturdy metal-banded door.  A small bowl rested on a stand, and Savonarola dipped his fingers into the holy water it held, making the sign of the cross before he unlocked the door.  Teodor followed suit.  The friar pushed it open then, with an ominous squeal of hinges.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThere, chained in the center of the room, was a demon.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt knelt with its head bowed, curled ram's horns protruding from its skull.  The creature looked up from beneath its mop of fire-red hair, its eyes scarlet and flecked with gold.  Leathery wings sprouted from its back, a serpentine tail snaked out from its backside.  Its naked body was one of angelic perfection: well-muscled and lean, sculpted by its Creator to embody the pinnacle of flesh and form.  Until, of course, its kind was cast into Hell for rebelling against the Heavenly host.  Its gaze was cold, but a coy smile twitched at its lips.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTeodor sweated, and flicked his incredulous gaze at the friar.  Those pale blue eyes that met the Justicar burned with conviction, and his words stilled Teodor's tongue.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"An incubus,\" Savonarola grinned, \"Caught on a farm fouling the livestock and corrupting the men.  Imagine then, the power the Church would weild once we break it and convert it to the Faith.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor some reason, those words left the creature grinning.","brand":"Abbey Kypner","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47146026598640,"sku":"2940014431668","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014431668_p0.jpg?v=1763608418","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014431668","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}