Campfire Tales

This book is a collection of short stories revolving around the mysticism of Halloween. Can a character from a book manifest? When you decide to go to a party to showup your ex, do you find not just your courage but your mate? When a friend drags you to a BDSM club on Halloween, what happens when you suffer the bite of more than a whip? Shattered on Halloween, you run but are pulled from the clutches of death by your boss. Your boss has always been your protector. In the short story, Marked, you learn why he has watched over you. Are there such things as ghosts? Find out when you read Camp Darkness. In Spooky, you turn to a dating site to find companionship, but what happens if your partner turns out to be more than just a demon in the sheets?

Now on with our stories.…

Story One: Trick Or Treat

So very typical, I am stuck babysitting on Halloween when I should be at this kick-ass party. I wish that I was like other twenty-year-olds, but no, my single mother just had to give me a younger brother. Now you might wonder why that's a bad thing. Well, I will be twenty-one this year and he just turned five. We have already done our trick-or-treating as it is getting dark now. I made us dinner and let Sam have some candy. After he finishes his bath, I will put him to bed and read my book. I might as well read about women doing things I can't, right?

I made myself a glass of Mom’s spiced wine and sat down with my book Date With The Devil. I'm really getting into it. It's about this woman who found a sexy man on this dating site. But he was too good to be true as it turned out that he was a devil. I wonder if she's going to stay with him?

I jump as my phone rings.

“Hello,” I say without even looking at the Caller ID.

“Do you like scary movies?” a faked deep voice says.

I know this voice. It’s Chris my boyfriend. He's okay, but can be really immature. I have thought about saying that we should just be friends, but I can't bring myself to. Maybe I'm just a coward.

I roll my eyes, “Chris, you know that I do and you know the Caller ID shows it’s you, right?”

“Shit! So I didn't scare you?” he asks.

I half-heartedly laugh, “Not in the slightest.”

“Well, I thought at least I could spook ya a bit. But I just wanted to let you know that this party is awesome and I wish that you were here,” he says.

“Yeah, I so could dance right now, but I'm just reading instead,” I tell him.

“You still reading that teen romance crap?” he asks in a patronizing tone.

If he picked up a book, he would know that what I read is far from Young Adult fiction. I sigh, “Whatever, you do you.”

“Hey, don't be like that because I'm having fun and you aren’t,” he says.

“I'm having my kind of fun. Go enjoy the party,” I tell him.

“Fine, I will. Goodnight!” he says as he hangs up on me.

Whatever, this just adds to why I should break up with him. I go back to reading my book. I must doze off…..

I am lying in my bed but I'm nude and my ankles and wrists are cuffed to straps coming out from under my mattress. I can't see anything because my eyes are covered with a black silk necktie. Before I can say anything I feel this light touch running down my body and across my pussy.

“Oh!” I exclaim.

A deep sultry voice that I have never heard before says, “My Pet, if you guess correctly I will reward you, but if you're wrong I will punish you. Choose wisely!”

Just who is this guy and what is happening? But I can't think right now because I am alighted by the flames of desire.

“A…a feather?” I answer.

I feel a large, strong hand smack my pussy, “I need a firm answer and you know that. What am I using on you?”

I bite my lip and he growls which just makes me ache for him more. I take in a breath and as I let it out I answer, “It's a feather, Master.”

He hums with satisfaction as his lips crash to mine, “Mmmm, very good. And now your reward!”

He trailed his tongue down my quivering body as I writhed to free myself. The moment his tongue lapped at my pussy, I arched up which pulled on my restraints. The pleasure mixed with the pain made me cry out in ecstasy as I came.

“Now, now we are only just getting started,” he warns.

Oh fuck!

He clicks his tongue before he sucked hard on my click. This mystery man is the goddamn devil! I'm not built for torture like this. Chris was never kinky and this is like a scene from my books.

My Master proceeds to suck and lick my pussy. As he inserts his fingers he commands, “No cumming until I say.”

Orgasm denial, yet something else I have never had to endure. He proceeds to taunt and tease me as he brings me to the edge and stops over and over again. Sweat coats my body as I tremble with need.

“Master, please. Please let me cum,” I beg.

“Not until I say!” he demands.

He pulls away and I immediately feel sad, cold, and pissed.

I raise my head up and look in the direction that I think he is, “Master f*ck me!”

I'm done pleading. I know what I want.

He claps, “Good, it is about time you set yourself free!”

With lightning speed, I felt him press the tip of his cock against my entrance. Just as he was about to thrust his cock into me, I heard the doorbell.

I jerk and my book falls to the floor. Wow, that was some f*cking dream!

I gather myself and grab the candy bowl as I head to answer the door. I open it and standing in front of me is a tall man dressed in a fine suit.

A deep voice that is all too familiar says, “We meet at last, My Pet.”

“Holy shit! You're real!” I exclaim as the bowl of candy clatters to the floor.

“Very much so. Are you ready to play with the devil?” he asks.

“What?!?”

He smirks, “You know not everything in those books is fictitious, right?”

I roll my eyes.

In a flash, he was inside and I was pressed against the door, “Do you want to be punished?”

I shake my head, “No, Sir.”

“Good, now say my name so that I can make you scream it!” he says as he bites my neck.

I don't know what he's talking about, but the pull to him is unbearable. I just blurt out, “Lucifer, my Master.”

“Yes, my Pet. Now you will have your treat,” he says.

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