Pincushion Prince (WIP)

With the unique gift of regeneration running in his family, Maulrath developed quite a twisted sense of pain and pleasure, frequenting the most professional torturers and executioners, luckily a very common profession in Hell.

"How would you like your pins today, milord?"
"Umm let's think, medium sized, moderately heated with the focus on the bowels, the crotch and the head, I was feeling a little dull in the morning, so need to sharpen it up a bit... That, and I think my bed of nails is getting blunt."
"Yes, milord. I shall send a boy to sharpen your majesty's bed right away. Would milord like to lay on the rack while waiting for his needles to heat up?"
"Hmm yeah, a good stretch would be nice for my joints, I guess."
"Oh his lordship's humor is only as dark as his heart. Please, this way, milord..."