How may we darken your day?

The stench hung over the grave as the corpse decayed onto oblivion. Moles rats, voles and hounds had all consumed the flesh as it was reduced to a frame of bones before disintegrating to dust. The summer equinox was drawing closer and the simplons muttered their delight at the prospect of executing their next candidate whilst voyeuring in thought and act. The code of play was simple; there must be no sign of visible gratification.  No ejaculation of word or deed is allowed until Shedricak lifts his sord, but strict observance whilst the candidate

Once upon a time there lived a prince and this prince was handsome beyond belief, intelligent and considerate. He benefited by education and travel and became well versed in the arts, history and law. He grew up to be a fine specimen to others and women swarmed over him wherever he went.
He had no fear for he knew he had something special, which set him apart from other alpha males.
This prince entered manhood with gusto and had hair on his chest to prove it. (Also on his back, his palms and one single brow on his forehead).