Control

By Mychael Black

Luke Holmes wields a heavy hand, but his sub absolutely loves every single second of it. When he books them a hotel and a full weekend at Steelbound with their friends, he makes damn sure Damian will never forget it. Damian March craves pain more than most people, vampire or not. So when they join their friends at the BDSM club Steelbound, Damian knows he’s in for one hell of an amazing weekend.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Arian Derwydd Books, LLC
• Release date: Mar 3, 2024
• ISBN: 9798990224520

Mychael Black

Alter ego of Katherine Cook, Mychael focuses on gay erotic romance stories in many genres. She lives in the eastern US with her family.

Book preview

STEELBOUND, #5

Luke Holmes wields a heavy hand, but his sub absolutely loves every single second of it. When he books them a hotel and a full weekend at Steelbound with their friends, he makes damn sure Damian will never forget it.

Damian March craves pain more than most people, vampire or not. His Master, Luke, never fails to deliver either. So when they join their friends at the BDSM club Steelbound, Damian knows he’s in for one hell of an amazing weekend.

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Control

Copyright © 2024 by Mychael Black

ISBN: 979-8-9902245-2-0

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CONTENT WARNING

* Blood play

* Extreme whipping

* Rough sex

* Sharing in a BDSM club between friends

Chapter One

Damian March stared down at the leather cockring circling the base of his hard cock as wicked need thrummed through his body. This was his Master’s new version of punishment, and he’d bought it specially for Damian. Coming without permission was bad enough, but Damian had jerked himself off to reach that end. It was a hard and fast rule, and he’d essentially shattered it. He’d done it to himself and had no one else to blame.

Keys jingled as footsteps echoed down the hall. A moment later, Luke Holmes walked into the room. Instead of looking at Damian, however, Luke unlocked one of the cabinets and pulled something out. With the table in the way, Damian couldn’t see anything but Luke from the waist up.

Damian maintained the position he’d been taught: legs open, hands on his thighs, palms up. He remained silent, but the anticipation was almost too much.

Luke turned around, and only then was Damian able to see the large stainless-steel plug. Luke locked the cabinet once again and walked around the table. Leaning back against it, he crossed his arms over his chest, muscles bulging. One booted foot crossed the other, and Luke stared unwavering at Damian.

Have you thought about why you were punished?

Yes, I have, Master. May I beg your forgiveness?

You may. Whose command do you follow without question?

Yours, Master. Just seeing his Master made Damian’s insides melt. He crawled toward Luke, head bowed.

Kiss them.

Damian pressed a fervent kiss to the top of Luke’s right boot. As he moved to the other boot, Luke’s flogger came down, landing a sharp slap across Damian’s ass. Damian whimpered and resisted the urge to arch upward.

More, Luke commanded, his deep voice resonating in the small room. Another snap from the flogger followed.

The tails stung like hell on his skin, and Damian hastily pressed several kisses to both boots. He thrust his ass out for Luke.

Use your tongue, boy, Luke ordered, following it with three quick strikes in a row.

Damian lapped at the top