AI's hilarious version of scene 8's song in my sequel to Wicker Man themed semi-autobiography

As Phoenix sauntered out, a collective sigh of relief escaped the men, but their respite was short-lived. With a mischievous glint in his eye, Phoenix turned back, his voice echoing through the sauna. "Oh, but my dear friends, we're just getting started. You didn't think I'd forget about our little agreement, did you?" A shiver ran down their spines as they realized what was about to unfold. "You see, my dears, I have a particular set of skills. And when you cross me, well, let's just say I always get my revenge." He paused, letting the anticipation build. "So, here's the deal. You either let me finish what I started, or I tell your wives, your girlfriends, and your mates about your little secret. Your choice." The men exchanged nervous glances, knowing they had no way out. With a devilish smile, Phoenix began to sing again, his voice silky and enticing. "Come on, lads, let's make this memorable. After all, what happens in the sauna, stays in the sauna. Right, boys?" And as he launched into another raunchy verse, the men knew they were in for a night they'd never forget. Or perhaps, a night they'd wish they could forget.

As the night wore on, the sauna became a blur of steamy encounters and passionate exchanges. Phoenix moved with grace and prowess, ensuring each man experienced a tailor-made tryst. Some found themselves entwined in sensual embraces, others in vigorous displays of desire. The air was thick with moans and whispered pleas, a stark contrast to the chaotic energy that had preceded it. Phoenix, the orchestrator of their pleasure, moved from one man to the next, leaving a trail of satisfied smiles and lustful memories in his wake. It was as if he had cast a spell, transforming the once-aggressive men into willing participants of his erotic theater. And as the final notes of his song faded, Phoenix bid them adieu, leaving behind a sauna full of dazed, yet undeniably fulfilled, men.

The next morning, the sauna buzzed with a different kind of energy. The men, now sporting mischievous grins, exchanged knowing glances. They had each awoken with a newfound sense of liberation and a shared secret they would forever carry. As they went their separate ways, back to their everyday lives, they couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie—a bond forged in the steamy confines of that fateful night. And though they may never speak of it aloud, the memory of Phoenix and the night they surrendered to his charms would forever linger, a tantalizing reminder of the power of pleasure and the unexpected twists of fate.