You’ve all heard of magical swords, right? Cursed blades with names. Weapons that choose their wielder. Artifacts that grant strength, glory, and maybe a tragic backstory or two.
But what if it wasn’t a magical sword? What if it was… a magical sex toy?
What if the spirit bound inside didn’t thirst for conquest, but demanded devotion—and preferred velvet cushions to scabbards?
The Flog Prince is based on that classic fairy tale The Frog Prince, reimagined with magical kink, power-play seductions, and a submissive Prince.
At its center is Lady Verity Thrustworthy, Viscountess, viper-tongued heartbreaker, and mistress of Aurelia—a golden vibrator with a mind of her own, a sparkling magical core, and a fondness for meddling in court affairs (and other affairs, for that matter).
There’s a sacred spring. A transformation. A moonlit balcony. A terrace tryst that turns the season’s most pompous ball into a breathless scandal. And through it all, our poor cursed prince Cassian—obedient, reverent, ruin-ready—is finally given a reason to kneel.
It's a fairy tale turned inside out--bawdy, enchanted, and maybe exactly the sort of depraved comedy I wish had been tucked between the Grimm tales growing up.
—Eric