Obediently, Vulkan allowed the ever-present grulls to lead him back to the upturned table, standing quiescent as they fastened his restraints and cranked the mechanism flat, before wheeling the table across the passage into the wizard's laboratory.

Once back in his inner sanctorum Malpurgo proceeded to reinforce Vulkan's trance like state with a further selection of drugs and spells. The wizard implanted additional hypnotic suggestions deep within the malformed psyche, powerful routines that would allow the rapacious prince to control his monstrous sexual urges once he had left the security of Castle Gliss. Satisfied that all was finally ready, Malpurgo brought Vulkan back to life.

The prince looked at the wizard and then down at himself. This time without any feelings of revulsion, for the magical compounds that Malpurgo had previously introduced into his body had now taken their full effect. The wizard noted the dawning light of acceptance in the prince's expression and nodded knowingly to himself. He had deliberately chosen the cruel, selfish and venal Prince Vulkan above a more righteous subject as the changing process followed and amplified existing character traits. And Lord Malpurgo required a cruel, selfish and venal man, albeit one with special gifts, to achieve his ends.

The wizard waited until his subject's eyes lost their glassy look and focussed upon his face.

"Are you ready to serve me now my prince?"

"What must I do?" the youth replied immediately.

"Something that will come very easy to a satyr," said Malpurgo simply, "you must fuck!"

"Who's the lucky lady?" asked Vulkan quickly. The mere mention of the sex act making the thickened twist of cock flesh once again writhe between his thighs as if with a will of its own.

"Queen Amariza and her daughter the Princess Flamia and all the other ladies of child bearing age in the royal household of the Kingdom of Dashane," said the wizard. His voice became almost hushed as he considered the appalling scope of his coming revenge.