Davis opened his eyes to find himself rope tied to his bed. tied both hands and legs while Lysaila worked over a bubbling pot of Hell know's what.
Turning to face her lover she has the look of a sexual need all over her face. "You ready my love? I shall annoint your manlyness with this the potion which Lysaila has used but once before. This has touched your skin the change will be both desireable and permanant. You will join my realm and there take the place as prime stud. Oh you must then service me and those of my friends, but then too you must service all who wish your service."
Davis felt the desire to escape but was tied down by a master.
Drip by drip the potion was applied.