Solo Scepter Salute

Isolated in his opulent boudoir, the king, clad in silken finery, indulges in a private audience. His hand, a faithful servant, tends to his most majestic appendage, caressing it with expert precision. The chamber resonates with his steady, lustful grunts, as he envisions the adoration of his subjects. His grip firms, his breath quickens, and with a final, imperious thrust, he anoints the floor with his royal essence, marking his territory in this private, carnal coronation.

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