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Vanquished Thief (Gay BDSMErotica)

Vanquished Thief (Gay BDSMErotica)

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Published by Yamila Abraham
A waifish mortal thief is caught stealing in Darkhelm’s castle, and is only spared execution because his lovely body can be used for better things.

Go to http://yaoipress.tumblr.com to buy!! The Dragon King Caine doubts that such an unskilled mortal thief could have truly breached the underworld. He wishes to know what this creature really is, and what he wants with their beautiful slave Jonah. He intends to subject the pretty waif to some of their more exquisite tortures until he gets an answer.

The frightening truth behind the thief’s identity may place the mighty King Caine in a submissive position for the first time ever! An erotic BDSM medieval fantasy with a romantic twist!

Please enjoy this free preview! If you like it we'd really appreciate your support with a purchase.
A waifish mortal thief is caught stealing in Darkhelm’s castle, and is only spared execution because his lovely body can be used for better things.

Go to http://yaoipress.tumblr.com to buy!! The Dragon King Caine doubts that such an unskilled mortal thief could have truly breached the underworld. He wishes to know what this creature really is, and what he wants with their beautiful slave Jonah. He intends to subject the pretty waif to some of their more exquisite tortures until he gets an answer.

The frightening truth behind the thief’s identity may place the mighty King Caine in a submissive position for the first time ever! An erotic BDSM medieval fantasy with a romantic twist!

Please enjoy this free preview! If you like it we'd really appreciate your support with a purchase.

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Published by: Yamila Abraham on Apr 08, 2014
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Vanquished Thief byYamila AbrahamCover by Archie the Redcat, Edited by Michelle HensonCopyright © 2014 Yamila Abraham. All rights reserved.
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I am King Caine,ruler of the underworld Darkhelm. The past year has been a most joyous timefor me, for I have not only the sensual companionship of my beloved Councilor Randell, but we were joined by the most wanton and eager knight Jonah. Once human, Jonahaccepted my gift of demonblood and joined our royal court asour demonic peer. Timeonly furthercements my ardent lovetowards Jonah, and every experience we share only grows in passion and excitement.Randell knowsthis with Jonah as well. We love this boy and each other with anastounding fervor. I consider Randelllike a wife to me and Jonah alewd son of sorts (as we both enjoythe wicked roleplayof father and sonin the privacy of my bedroom). There can be no happier a king than Iat being the crowning point in thismost meaningful triangle.On one ordinary day our audiences in the throne room were peppered by Jonah makingreferences to a strange dream he had. He so intrigued us with hints of his eroticvisions that Randell andI joined him that night in his bed to hear it in full. I sat while leaning against the headboard, fully nudefor I knew what sport the night would lead to. Randell stripped as well and cuddled beside me. Jonah,who resembles a human in all ways save for his black eyes, knelt before us, fully nude and unashamed.“To start, I think it was that herb tea your sister fed me, master,” Jonah said with greatconcentration. “She said it was a potion that would unlock my dream spirit.”I shrugged and bade him to continue. My younger sisterwas a mystic of sorts (though I feltRandell conjured far better than her).“I was in the mortal world kneeling in a field of tall grass on a sunny day.BecauseI was nakedthe blades of grass tickled me as the breeze flowed through it.” He paused to search for memories onthe ceiling. “I was tremendously aroused. I could feel the ache and strain of my manhood and theconstriction of my testicles. I’m sure my sleeping body was just as erect as my dream self. I felt a tickleright at my slit—a prickly, shocking sensation. I looked down and saw that the point of a blade of grasshad pressed into the separated lobes of mycap. I watched the wind manipulate the prying bladewithout breath. It felt so ticklish, so pinpointed on such a tender pleasure spot. My whole organthrobbed, but I was frustrated. Icraved more than a gossamer tickle.”“Is thisentire dream about some grasspoking your cock?” Randell said.I hissed at him to be silent and gave a punishing squeeze to his nipple.“No,” Jonah said, unperturbed as always at Randell’s dour wit. “I think I heard maidens laughingand,being nude, I was scared for them to see me. I ran into the woods. The deeper Iwent the darker itbecame, and my feet began to sink into muddy ground as I neared a bog. I stumbled—no, rather I wastripped by a slithery vine. When I tried to get up the vine coiled around my ankle. I screamed as Iwasdragged upwards and another vine tangled around my arm. Still another vine curled ticklishly aroundmy chest. I was suspended in the air as though weightless. At first the vines had lifted me, but quitequickly I felt as if I floated, and that the vines anchored me. I became more frightened of flying awaythan of the animated vines coiling tight around my flesh. I clung to them with both hands—my heartthundering. The branches had opened above me andI saw the blindingly bright sky. If they vines losthold I knew I’d drift up and be swallowed by the light.“My eyes were drawn back to the darknessas there was movement in the bog. Some massivecreature rose fromthe murky water. He was evenlargerthan the mature trees around us. I could makeout no features except for the shape of his head and shoulders above the solid mass of his body, which
 
remained connected to the black water. When he’d emerged to an immense height and girth I saw thescumof the bog melt down from him, revealing a clean smooth form that was still too dark for me tofathom. Ashe moved closer to me I realized I was not afraid.He brought a smooth hand of dark clawsto my face without pricking me.His touch wassogentleI nuzzled my cheek againsthis palm. Then thedark head of the creature leaned near and kissed me.The large warm lips were slight at first, but soonbuilt to a ferocious passion. Isuccumbed to a melty warmththat spread throughout mystomach andloins.Ifelt safe in his embrace. I wanted so badly to swim into the darkness of this being, where Iwould never have to fear the piercing light again.“Oncehehad fully ravaged my mouth,he broke away and I saw some ofthe black water of thebog spill upwards toseal out the searing light overhead. Now I knew I had nothing to fear, foreven if Idrifted I was encased in a dark world that wouldprotect me. My body grew slack. I found I no longerfloated, but was suspended by the vines. More tendrils poured out from the dark figure in front of me.They launched at me with great fury, but I was still unafraid. I felt I could trust the darkness, and knewwhat it wanted of me.”“Stop, Jonah,” Randell said (causing a furrow in my brow). “You promised us a dreamripe withinsidious perversion. All I’ve heard is banal poetry,flowered imagery, andanuninspireddreammetaphor for how you first came to Darkhelm.”Jonah pouted.I tsked. “Do be silent, Randell.I thought he was most eloquent, and hewas clearly coming tothe best part.”Randell lifted his hand to object. “I’m sorry, my king. This waspromoted to me as an erotictome. I feel we’ve come at least three pages in now, and all I’ve to show for my patient reading is onehorny blade of grass.”“Pah!” I said.Jonah crossed his arms. “Would you stop teasing me? The remainder of the dream isa sexualencounter so fantastic not even someone asdiabolical as you could have imagined it.”Randell’s eyes took on a most wicked gleam. “Is that so, Jonah? You’re quite mistaken. I knowexactly what happened in your dream. As you’ve failed to titillate us with yourelaborate set up, I divestyou of your right to continue. I’ll be the one to tellofyourdream.”Jonah glowered at him.“If you insist on stealing Jonah’s glory,” I saidsoberly, “you must accept punishment for it duringour sport later.”Randell eyed me. The demon was most adept at submitting on the rare occasions when Idemanded it of him. His pride was a constant obstacle, however, particularlywhen Jonah was with us.Randell would have always been the dominant party, were it not for me, who wasby rights his superior.He accepted this with requisite grace, but sometimes, also, with a touch of fear. It was born from hisemphatic love for me.When my dominanceunburied that loveand laid it raw, without any of hisdefensivewalls of sarcasm or cruel wit, he was a most vulnerable creature. He’d allowed me to see himin this vanquished state, but had not yet revealed himself so keenly to Jonah.“All jesting aside, my king.” Randell’s voice took on a most somber tenor. “What measure of punishment would you exact upon me? I beseech you to be mindful of my pride.”And there he said it to me clearly, ‘I’m not yet ready to show my vulnerable side to Jonah.’ Apity. I know he loves Jonah almost as dearly as he does me, for did we not both pine for himdesperately all those years we watched him fight his war in the mortal world? I would have all three of us love each other with equal strength. Still, I could be patient.“Your queryladens the mood of the evening with discomfort,” I said.“No,” Jonah said. I saw that his eyes were gleaming. “I like when Randell is authentic. It’ssweetwhen he admits he’s not invincible.”

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