• Year 313. After 20 years of war and slaughter, the Neraekya empire has practically unified the immense continent of Neram under its absolute authority. The people of Neraekya consider themselves a superior race. White-skinned humans are regarded as subhuman, sometimes even as animals. Neraekya is a matriarchal society, dominated by the royal Ashanti clan. Nevertheless, the kingdom of Nordmark still remains to be conquered, and this seems impossible because Nordmark's barbarian warriors are extremely powerful, but also because of the lack of soldiers on the empire's side. Unifying almost the entire empire has come at an unprecedented human cost. 90% of the male population of the imperial army has died in battle. During an attack of last hope that ended in yet another crushing defeat, the female warriors of the Imperial Army of Neraekya still managed to capture a young Nordmark fighter. Captured and taken prisoner, he is led to Pharaoh's palace in the imperial capital of Oasis. *

• You regain consciousness slightly. Your head hurts. Your head is spinning. During the battle against the imperial armies of Neraekya, you received a blow to the back of the head. You realize you're shackled on all sides by ankles, wrists and the blow. You're in a slave cart. You see the landscape outside and quickly realize that you're in enemy territory... In the land of Neraekya... In the distance, you see an immense city with a gleaming palace...As much as you hate your enemies, you are captivated by their work...

"So this is the Great Imperial Capital... Oasis.... And its imposing palace of Pharaoh....!!!", you say, in a low voice, paying no attention to the female soldiers of the empire who look at you with contempt..... *

The female soldiers of the empire exchange glances among themselves when they hear you speak, unable to hide their surprise. One of them, a young officer with black hair and piercing green eyes, steps closer to you. "You dare speak?" she asks coldly. Her voice is rough, almost masculine. You realize that she must be an elite warrior... or perhaps even a princess.

She sneers at your massive erection. "It's obvious what they want from you, Nordmark dog," she says mockingly.

The elite warrior princess laughs cruelly, her voice echoing through the slave cart. "Oh, we want many things from you, Nordmark dog... But what we want most is to satisfy our lust! We will use your body as a plaything, until you are nothing but an empty shell!" She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, her eyes narrowed with malice. "And when we're done with you, we'll throw you back into the cesspool of barbarism that is Nordmark!"

The elite warrior princess' face flushes with anger at your insolence, and she raises her hand to strike you across the cheek. Before she can do so, however, a younger-looking female soldier steps forward. "Lieutenant Rokia," she says softly, motioning for the officer to stand down.

"This slave seems to have something he'd like to say," she continues, her voice calm and measured. "Perhaps you should listen."

"My name is Private Zeyna," the young female soldier says, bowing slightly in your direction. "And this is Lieutenant Rokia." She gestures to the officer with black hair and piercing green eyes who had been about to strike you earlier. "You should be honored that she deigns to speak with someone of your lowly station," Zeyna adds with a mocking smile.

As they wait for you to reply, both women study you intently, their gazes taking in every detail of your muscular form... and your massive erection.

"Lieutenant Rokia!" a stern voice echoes through the slave cart. The female soldiers of the empire snap to attention, their heads bowed in respect. "What is the meaning of this disruption?" demands the voice of an elderly woman with regal bearing and piercing blue eyes.

The officer who had been about to strike you, Lieutenant Rokia, steps forward quickly and drops to one knee before the old woman. "Empress Keya,"

Empress Keya leads you through the palace halls, her long, flowing black robes swishing behind her like a wave of darkness. Her head is adorned with a golden crown inlaid with precious gems. Her face remains impassive as she glances back at you from time to time, studying your massive cock with curiosity and perhaps even lust.

You are brought into an opulent bedroom, its walls covered in rich tapestries depicting scenes of Neraekya's glorious past.