Dream Demon By Samantha Cayto
General Release Date: 26th October 2021
Word Count: 33,173
Book Length: SHORT NOVEL
Pages: 123
Genres:
ANGELS AND DEMONS,BONDAGE AND BDSM,CONTEMPORARY,EROTIC ROMANCE,GAY,GLBTQI,HALLOWEEN
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Book Description
Sometimes nightmares turn into dreams come true.
Colby is new to the BDSM scene and longs for a Master to take control and show him the pleasure that can be found in pain. When he receives a Halloween invitation to play from a mysterious man, he takes the risk of delving into an unknown world.
Sebastian is a blood demon masquerading as a human Dom. Unlike others of his kind, he strives to fill his need ethically instead of preying on humans. He seeks consent to satisfy his urges and knows how to woo Colby with patience. The only thing he fears is whether or not his new sub will be able to accept him as he truly is.
Trusting Sebastian is easy, even as Colby’s dreams are plagued by an unknown shadow that attracts him as much as it scares him. Sebastian needs to build trust before revealing his true nature. He thinks he has all the time he wants, but he’s about to learn that even demons cannot control their fate.
Reader advisory: This book contains scenes of blood, pain and wax play.
“The boy has arrived.”
“I am aware. I can feel him.” Sebastian closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “Fear and excitement war within him.”
“Which is winning?”
“Too soon to tell.” But the existence of the conflict itself fed his need a little bit, an amuse-bouche before the feast that was hopefully to come. He opened his eyes again and stared over at his friend, who poured Lagavulin into a cut-glass tumbler. “You aren’t playing tonight, Dagon?”
Dagon shrugged before dropping heavily into his desk chair. He stared at the security feeds as he sipped his Scotch. “I have found none to my liking. And let’s face it. This is amateur night for the most part—present company excepted.”
“Hmm. You never have appreciated the beauty of Samhain.” Sebastian stood, smoothing the front of his red silk shirt and tucking it better into his black leather pants. His thick boots encased his feet and legs right up to his calves. They were heavy to walk in, even with his strength. Part of him resented the cosplay. It confined his already-tight skin when he preferred to take his pleasure as unfettered as possible. But this was what was expected, and no doubt the visual would help ease the worry now swamping the boy who waited for him.
He made fists within the fingerless gloves he wore and pictured striking his hand against the undoubtedly pale ass of Colby Taylor. His cock pulsed and strained against its confines. This was one aspect of the shell he wore that delighted him, an extra measure of sweet release to pique his craving and his needs. He wondered if the night’s success would progress sufficiently for his dick to experience being sheathed in the tight heat of the boy’s ass. It wouldn’t do to press the matter. Patience was always required, and taking on a neophyte had been his choice entirely. Yet, he could hope. There was something about this Colby that told him the boy would be a quick study and an enthusiastic play partner.
“I will see you in the morning.” He grabbed the crop that completed his look and slapped it against his own thigh, loving the sound it made.
His friend merely waved at him while keeping his eyes glued to the monitors.
Sebastian didn’t waste time. Having seen to the preparation of the playroom himself, there was no need to double-check it now. His own excitement rose deliciously as he took the elevator down the five floors to the entrance area. When the doors slid open, he inhaled deeply to scent the mixture of arousal and sexual satiation that permeated the place. Then he strode toward where he knew the boy to be waiting for him. Every pair of eyes as he passed members and their guests swung in his direction. He ignored the scrutiny. It was expected, yet of no importance. He only wanted to capture and hold the attention of one person.
He stopped a few feet away from Colby and waited for his presence to be felt. The boy was as he’d remembered him, beautiful and almost delicate in a way that made Sebastian crave to dominate and possess. The urge to simply take was strong, more so than he’d experienced in a long time. He knew in that instant that his original suspicions had been right. This was not merely a one-night’s diversion.
So focused he was on the boy that he saw the quick shudder that ran through his slender frame before Colby’s gaze rose to greet him. For a few seconds, the boy froze with wide eyes as he took in all that Sebastian was. That pale blue gaze roamed him from head to toe, then back again. Sebastian closed his eyes for a moment as he drank in the effect he had on the boy—the racing heart, the fast-rushing blood. Arousal rose from Colby’s skin like an aura. No one around them could detect this reaction, but Sebastian could, and it fed his hunger even more.
He took a step closer. “On your knees, boy.” Colby dropped to the floor so quickly that Sebastian winced in sympathy at the hard impact. “Gaze downward. You do not look at me without permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” The breathless reply was charming.
“Master,” he corrected.
“Yes, Master.” And that instant obedience was even more enticing.
His role as Colby’s overlord was all play-acting at the moment, but oh how Sebastian hoped the boy would one day say the word and truly mean it. Mustn’t get ahead of myself. He seemed to need the repeated reminder, no matter how old he got. Dagon had once called him a hopeless romantic, something he’d denied and resented at the time. Perhaps his friend had been right after all.
Sebastian focused on the mundane to rid himself of foolish thoughts. “Your form is terrible. Knees apart, back straight, chin up. No, keep your eyes down. Hands clasped behind your back.” He used the crop to guide Colby’s every move, not trusting himself with any direct contact. Not here, not yet.
He circled the boy, who struggled to do as commanded and hold the position. Eager and obedient. Colby showed the hallmarks of a sub, but it remained to be seen if he was truly into the lifestyle or simply a dilettante.
“Get up and follow me.”
Whirling around, Sebastian headed down the hall, past the first-floor playrooms and over to the back stairs. He didn’t bother to see if Colby followed. He could hear that he was and knew that the boy was at least curious enough to take the next step. The second floor was where Sebastian kept his private room, and there was where he led his new plaything. He held the door open for Colby to enter, nudged him gently when the boy stuttered to a halt and gawked at the array of equipment, then shut them both inside.
“Knees!” He punctuated the command with a crack of the crop against his own leg.
Colby pleased him by dropping once more to the floor, this time on a thick rug, and immediately struggled to better his position. The boy was a quick study. It boded well for their night.
He walked around his kneeling sub a few times, correcting his position in minute ways before planting his feet in front of him. “Do you know why I invited you here?”
Colby shook his head. “No, Sir. Master.”
“Come now. The answer is obvious.” He kept his tone mild. No need to spook the kid unnecessarily.
Colby darted his tongue out to lick his lower lip. “To play, Master?”
“Yes, to play. And do you know why I invited you in particular to play with me on this special night of All Hallows’ Eve?”
“No, Master.”
“I’ll tell you then, shall I? I saw you last spring at the open house. You remember being here, I’m sure.”
A breath stuttered past the boy’s lips and the scent of renewed arousal wafted from him. “Yes, Master.”
“But you didn’t play. You watched others in the public areas and the demonstrations. You hovered around, clearly desirous of joining, yet never approaching anyone.”
“It was not my place, Master. I’m a sub.”
Sebastian chuckled. “You certainly are, dear boy. Divertingly so. But you’re not telling me the whole truth.” He reached down and fisted the boy’s hair, only strong enough to sting. “Lying will not be tolerated. Why didn’t you approach any of the Doms and ask them to take you on?”
There was another shudder before the boy answered. “I was afraid.”
“Of pain?”
“Of rejection.”
Sebastian chuckled again before releasing Colby’s hair and tussling it instead. “Very good. A foolish worry, however, as I can’t imagine many Doms refusing an offer to enjoy your sweet body.”
“Ma-may I ask a question, Master?”
The initiative pleased Sebastian. Colby was a natural sub and skittish with it, but not lacking in spine. “Of course. Now is the perfect time to ask.”
“You watched me?”
“I did, and before you ask me why I didn’t approach you, it is because I had a previous engagement. I don’t give my attention to more than one sub at a time, so I only observed you until my play partner arrived.”
“Are you not with him anymore?”
“Alas, we did not suit. It’s a common thing to happen.” Sebastian never wasted time regretting mistakes, either.
“I see. But why did you wait so long to contact me?”
This was a fair, yet tricky question to answer. Sebastian had anticipated it, however, and gave an excuse the boy could understand. “This night is special to me. When there is a sub I particularly want, I wait to break his cherry in conjunction with it.”
Colby dropped his head. “I’m not a virgin, Master.”
“You are in the way that matters to me.” Sebastian used the crop to raise the boy’s chin once more. “Has any man ever marked this creamy skin of yours?”
There was a hesitation before Colby said, “Not while playing, Master.”
For a moment, hot rage gripped Sebastian before he smothered it. There was a story behind those simple and heartbreaking words—one that he could well imagine. Now was not the time to explore it, however. The evening was for fun, not dredging up old wounds.
“Then allow me to be the first.”
Colby inhaled sharply. “Please take what you want, Master.”
“I will take only what you give me. You understand how this works, do you not?”
“Yes, Master. I’ve read about it on the Internet.”
Sebastian couldn’t help smiling. “Ah yes, where would we be without that, hmm?” He folded his arms with his legs braced apart. “So, let’s start with the basics. What are your soft limits and what are your hard ones?” He held the artificial breath that he forced himself to mimic as he waited for the answer. If the boy and he were not compatible, that might become clear now and the evening would be lost. Always the risk that I take.
Colby shook his head. “I honestly don’t know, Master. When I think about it, everything seems like it might intrigue me and yet scares me at the same time. I think maybe I need to try things first to figure out what I really like. I’m sorry,” he added, dropping his chin for a second before raising it again.
So refreshingly honest. Guileless. “That’s fine. We’ll start out slow and easy. And to keep things simple, we’ll use yellow to signal you need me to slow down and red if you need me to stop what I’m doing for a while. Then say green when you’re okay to continue. What is your safeword?”
“Football, Master. I don’t like the game.”
“We’re of a mind there.” He hesitated before he said the next thing, but he needed to be clear with the boy. “If you safeword, I will immediately honor it and stop. But it’s important for you to understand that once you do, our play will not continue. It’s not a punishment or retaliation or manipulation on my part to keep you from safewording,” he was quick to add. “It’s only that my form of play is extreme. Not everyone enjoys it, although one of the many things about you that attracted me was how long you spent watching the most hard-core forms of play. Even when you mingled about, you returned to those areas again and again.
“I think you did that because it’s what you want. And if it turns out that imagination and reality are too different for you, then there is no point in our continuing. This lifestyle requires consent and enjoyment for both parties, otherwise it’s abuse on one side and dissatisfaction on the other. Do you understand, boy?”
He leaned over and raised Colby’s chin higher, using his gloved hand. Even so, the unclothed parts of his fingers felt shocked by the feel of the boy’s soft skin. How amazing would it be to touch even more? He would soon find out—or not, depending on the answer he was waiting for.
Colby swallowed visibly hard. “Yes, Master. I want… I want to try.” He flicked his gaze up to look Sebastian in the eye for only a moment before dropping it again. There was excitement there…and sincerity.
“Excellent.” He forced himself to let go of the boy. “And trust me when I say that if I am not the Dom for you, I will find one that suits you. I don’t want you to think that this is your only chance at finding one—and believe me when I say that I will have no trouble fulfilling my promise. You are utterly enticing, my dear.”
A look of skepticism flashed across Colby’s face. Sebastian struck his crop against the boy’s upper back, a quick stinging rebuke. “No lying applies to me, as well. I will always tell you the truth.” He hushed the nagging voices inside his head that reminded him that omission of the truth was another form of lying. Can’t be helped.
Colby stuttered out a breath. “I-I’m sorry, Master.” Clever boy that he was, he’d understood why he was being punished. “I’m insecure.” Self-hatred laced his tone.
“I understand.” Sebastian ran his fingers through Colby’s long, silky hair. “We’ll work on that. For now…stand and strip.”
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Samantha Cayto
Samantha Cayto is a Boston-area native who practices as a business lawyer by day while writing erotic romance at night—the steamier the better. She likes to push the envelope when it comes to writing about passion and is delighted other women agree that guy-on-guy sex is the hottest ever.
She lives a typical suburban life with her husband, three kids and four dogs. Her children don’t understand why they can’t read what she writes, but her husband is always willing to lend her a hand—and anything else—when she needs to choreograph a scene.
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