Handsome Devil is a very sexy BDSM/Spanking/DaddyDom Romance about the Devil's first son and his relationship with a woman created by his father to submit, serve and worship his son's every sexual and personal need! It is a new story I am developing for Halloween while I wait on more publishing offers so I can make a decision which one to accept. Hopefully I will not have to wait much longer. Thanks for bearing with me!
Enjoy the extract and let me know what you think!
Zepar stroked the tips of his fingers slowly, erotically down the pale skin covering the woman’s spine to its base. The cuff of his white shirt protruding his black suit jacket brushed enticingly against her flesh as he did so. As the first son of Satan, Zepar was a handsome devil in every sense of the word with his coal black eyes, smooth young masculine complexion and jet black hair. And as his Commander of his father’s legions, he was entitled to certain perks one of which was to fill his castle home with as many beautiful woman brought to hell to repent for sins of the flesh.
He delighted in arranging the women under his care in various positions around his home so they might all be available for his touch and caress whenever he desired to satisfy himself. Smoothing the tips over the woman’s bare bottom he glanced around the wide galleried landing at the arrangement of twenty naked beauties. His men had been a little more creative than usual that morning.
Four women were positioned bent over the the gold rail at a calculated width apart. Their delicate wrists were cuffed with chains leading from a silver loop tied around the black spindles over the bannister splaying their arms apart. Their perky breasts bounced lightly as they moved restlessly, their taut nipples thrusting towards the floor of the entrance downstairs. It was a long way down and the pose was uncomfortable. Zepar couldn’t help feeling pleased at the notion. Their time in hell was to be a punishment and a time for reflection on the sins they had committed before death yet there was a small part of Zepar that was eased by knowing the girls were secured tightly to the rail to avoid any mishaps. He was confused by his inclination to care. It wasn't the first time and it was becoming stronger. The feeling was something to keep quiet and from his father at all costs. Zepar dismissed it preferring to deny its presence rather than explore the strange sensation.
Each bared girl’s legs were spread uncomfortably wide, cuffed in their black high heels and chained to the bottom of the spindles to display the succulent wet ripe fruit hanging from their vulva’s and offer the delectable hole up for his taking should their Commander wish to take his pleasure. The rest of the beauties decked around the landing were shackled to the floor on all fours or on their backs with their legs open and lifted up against their chests revealing their anal entrance for penetration. Others like the woman he now idly caressed, circling his fingers around her bottom were secured by their arms above her head her wrists tied together and suspended from a hook in the ceiling forcing her up on to her tiptoes all naked and gagged with leather. Zepar did not permit any woman in his presence to wear clothing and hide her delights from him.
He felt his cock stir and pulse. Zepar could take whoever he wanted but there was only one woman he wanted to be inside right now. Still there was time to play before he took her. Zepar grinned and spanked the woman hard with his hand producing a surprised yelp from behind her gag. Enjoying the way her bottom wobbled he repeated the action and then let go of her, a delicious idea forming in his mind. He had eaten yet. Not a necessity but a pleasure he liked to indulge in, in any form.
He turning his attention to the length of rope cascading down from the hook tied to another in the wall next to him to keep the woman in place. He loosened it and pulled on it hard. Another moan escaped the girl’s red cherry lips as her body was forcibly raised from the floor. She struggled and looked down appearing a little frightened as to what was going to happen next. Another grin spread across Zepar’s handsome face as he fixed the rope back to the hook on the wall and watched her legs kick as she tried in vain to free herself.
His tall lean athletic frame moved towards her and caught her legs. To still her movement his hand gave one buttock a sharp hard slap. But he was forced to give her another when her restlessness continued.
“I will not hurt you, little one,” he soothed parting her thighs to soothe her with the gentle brush of his lips over the succulent flesh decorating her upper thigh. He looked upwards in to the soft petal folds of her pussy covered by the neat triangle of curls. Despite her predicament her pussy was damp and ready for entry. She was obviously a new addition. Her arrival was clearly recent because Zepar insisted on all of his females being shaven. For a moment another new strange sensation engulfed him making him raise one dark eyebrow at himself. He felt protective of the girl.
Frowning he gripped the backs of the girl’s thighs digging his fingers in to her skin as though to assuage the feeling and spread them wide. In one hurried movement he pulled her legs over either shoulder and sank his mouth roughly in to her pussy catching the bobbing jewel wobbling between her folds to nip and tease it between his teeth. The girl gasped and bucked her body involuntarily against his mouth. The feeling receded as he gripped the girl’s bottom and curled his slick long tongue up inside her entrance.
Zepar lavished his tongue up and down the length of the girl’s vulva pausing every now and again to strike her bottom harshly with his hand until he detected she was close to coming by the way she bucked helplessly against his cruel mouth devouring and nipping at her small clit. With a sharp slap he demanded,
“Come now and show me the depth of your pleasure. Learn the rule of submission quick and you will be rewarded.”
The girl instantly obeyed and screamed her release against the gag like a tormented woman thrusting her body and pussy at the devil with wanton pleasure. He continued to spank her bottom encouraging her climax to new heights. To Zepar there was nothing more intoxicating than the taste of a female and he felt truly nourished as the woman’s warm creamy wetness seeped in to his mouth.
When she slumped he continued to lap at her swollen vagina drawing as much of her nectar as he could in to her mouth until a shadow crossed his vision. It was one of his soldiers. Bestowing the captive woman’s pussy with one last kiss he lowered her legs from his shoulders and allowed them to dangle above the floor.
The soldier stood in a uniform with a short black jacket decorated in gold braid across the chest with red and gold epaulettes. and shiny black boots. He held a riding crop. The tall handsome man with short dark hair not too dissimilar to Zepar’s smiled and handed him a special cloth wipe to cleanse his face. The devil took it and dabbed his mouth before giving his soldier an order.
“This girl is new. Have her shaved but first remind her that pleasure must be taken with a healthy dose of pain here. Whip her bottom. I want to see it crimson and then put her to service satisfying one or two of the lower ranking soldiers with her mouth.”
The feeling returned prompting him to add,
“But make sure you supervise the process and ensure the men do not take advantage of my generosity.”
It was almost a compulsion.
Zepar straightened his silver tie and narrowed his black eyes annoyed at his speech thankful that by the looks of it the soldier had not given his curious request a second thought. If he kept on at this rate he was at risk of his exposing his secret of having feelings of care, something his father would not tolerate. He glanced back hearing the first thwack of the crop strike the girl’s buttocks. Damon was a artful wielder of the whip. He swung his hand with a practiced stroke to catch each buttock in turn making the girl twist on her bindings and buck hard in to the air as each lash came and went.
Zepar passed by the girls all looking up at him waiting, expecting but he ignored them all. He centred his eyes on the door at the end of the left side of the gallery landing. He only wanted the beautiful woman behind it. A couple of doors along the forever ending stream of rooms were open. Two of his new arrivals were receiving submission instruction. Always an intense delectable pleasure to view. He stood in the doorway with his arms folded and peered inside.
One woman was pushed front ways against the wall. The naked training soldier with his hard cock taut and ready to pound her from his legion was pulling her long mane of blonde curls forcing her head backwards as he struck her bare bottom with the end of the belt form his uniform. She yelped and howled like a baby yet Zepar could see the naughty girl’s eyes glaze. Her bottom blushed a hot pink. Suddenly the soldier threw his belt to the floor and fingered her pussy. With a satisfied grunt he used his digits to open it wide and guide his long thick cock towards her vagina, nestling the tip just inside her entrance. With one sharp thrust he embedded himself inside her to the hilt tugging her head back to make her body bow back against him. He wasted no time in making his thrust hard and fast.
“You will learn to submit to all the men here and our leader if we have to thrash you in to submission,” the man told her gruffly pulling harder on her hair.
“Yes sir. Yes,” the woman answered her voice satiated with lust.
Zepar smiled and walked on. In the second room another sinful woman’s legs were opened and forced back against her breasts and wide. They were held tightly in place by two strong male hands. Her vagina was open wide, the cock pounding inside it was long and wide drawing out of her until nothing of it was left inside and then pumping deep in to the pussy until it was swallowed whole. Zepar grinned. The position his soldier had the woman in was precarious. She was balanced on the end of a chaise long. The man’s muscled athletic legs held his frame in a crouched position so he could ram hard in to her. Very impressive. He watched the man’s buttocks clench and unclench with his movement building the tempo until he stabbed in and out of her going as deep as he could. He managed the feat with ease. The woman groaned and panted as though she were in heat.
Believing himself suitably fired up and hungry for the princess he kept captive at the end of the hall, he left the room and walked towards her door. Without hesitation he strode in to the room. His cock twitched and leapt the moment he saw her. Kneeling she had placed the top half of her naked body on to the dark wood floor pressing her plump breasts in to its surface. Her head was suitably bowed, her face resting against the floor. Her arms were outstretched to the side in a subservient position, ready to receive his audience.
“Master,” he heard her softly breathe.
The beast in him wanted to pull her up, yank down his zip bend her over and take her hard there and then. Her submission was a potent aphrodisiac that threatened to undo his control. Sometimes he wondered if she really mastered him with her sweet nature. She made him feral and ache to devour her soul. After all she had been created for him by his father, forged from the fiery union of a stolen human chaste princess led in to sin and a warrior demon. Her reason for being was simply and purely to worship and serve Zepar’s every sexual and personal need.
Arrogantly he walked towards her ignoring her greeting and stood directly in front of her face waiting for her to act. Slowly the gentle woman raised her head and reached to kiss the smooth fine leather of his shoes.
“i have missed you, Master.”
He smiled losing the tenseness in his features.
“If that is so, show me how much,” he whispered down at her.