(I see your huge-ass photo, and I raise you another huge-ass photo :P)
Name: Lord Dante Darkedge
Age: ??? (Looks like he's his early 30s)
Height: 7'2"
Weight: 275 lbs
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Blue
Cock Size: 13 inches, thick, uncut.
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The night came swiftly like it always did. The stars seemed to shimmer so brightly tonight, like bits of wildfire unable to be tamed by the blackness of the sky. The hooves of his horse knocked against the wood drawbridge as he entered his castle. A servant quickly came to grab his steed as Dante hopped off, the clang of steel on steel echoing through the empty night as his breastplate hit off of his gauntlets. He took of his helmet and handed it to another servant, letting his long, blonde hair cascade down his back and across his blade. It had been just another day, pillaging towns and burning down the houses of the followers of his pathetic foes. He was in need of a long, warm bath.
"Sir, I have some urgent news for you." said a short, brown-haired male. He looked to be in his late teens, and had a large scar across one eye.
"What is it Jayce?" Dante asked.
"This better be important."
"Just a few moments ago, when your guards were patrolling the south entrance, they found a girl, or well, they thought he was a girl, laying in the desert sand. He seemed to be unconscious, so we dragged him back here." Jayce told him.
"We didn't know how he got there, and everyone knows that the Sanubia Desert is off limits, so we stripped him and threw him in your dungeon for questioning."
Dante cocked an eyebrow at the information. Everyone knew not to enter the Sanubia desert. He had put years into making sure no one ever crossed that land again. To suddenly find someone there, let alone a boy, was interesting. His bath could definitely wait.
"Thank you Jayce. You're dismissed.".
Dante made his was to the dungeon, crossing the courtyard of his castle to the lone structure near the south entrance to the desert. He placed it there so if anyone did escape, the only place they had to run was the dry, expansive desert. Luckily, no one ever escaped. Down the winding steps he went, his armour still clattering with every step he took. Once he reached the boy's cell, he opened up the door. There was the mystery boy. He was completely naked, each limb chained up against the cold, stone walls, making the boy look like a small, fleshy star. His guards weren't wrong in assuming he was a female, given his slender, curvy body.
Dante grabbed a chair from the gaoler's room and took a seat in the boy's room, patiently waiting for him to wake up. Tonight was going to be interesting, and Dante knew he was in for some fun.