Varguth, a demonic lord

The cloaked figure is too tall to be a man and as he turns you realize that he is no man at all. His reddish skin and glowing red eyes are as sure a sign as the horns curling from his head that you stand toe-to-toe with a demon lord.

He sheds his fur-lined cloak and stands before you naked. His body is rippling with muscles and his huge cock dangles exposed between his legs. His huge hands sport black talons in place of fingernails and a barely-visible corona of magical power rings his head like a quivering halo.

"I am Varguth, Lord of Profane Pleasure," he spreads his arms and stands before you seeming to radiate heat from his body.

The air of the small bedroom is full of the smell of magic and spiced perfumes.

"Surrender yourself to pleasure, mortal," he says. "I swear you shall only be harmed if you wish it."

He smiles and his wide mouth exposes rows of razor-sharp teeth. You shudder with fear, yet you cannot deny the throbbing in your hungry loins, aching to experience Varguth's profane pleasures."