Dis, the ancient word for Hell, is a world parallel to our own, close enough for its inhabitants to pass back and forth from their realm into ours, collecting souls and tormenting believers. Charam is a handsome devil who can easily pass for human. It’s an ability that brings him both pleasure and punishment. He loves his partner, Raum, a minor member of Dis aristocracy, but sometimes he slips. He can’t seem to control himself and he strays. It’s what he does. And why not? Apart from the fact he is a demon, the human male form is just too deliciously tempting. When Raum discovers Charam’s infidelities, Charam vows to mend his ways, but it isn’t long before he's at it again. Ah, the delights of the human cock! The feel of a muscular body, the aroma of male pheromone, and the bittersweet taste of cum! When his infidelity is discovered a second time, there is no forgiveness. In a rage, Raum conjures up a unique punishment. No scarlet letter ‘A’ for Charam. Oh no. He has something much more beastly in mind. A lover humiliated is a dangerous thing, and Charam wants revenge. But his little plan goes too far. At first he doesn’t care what happens -- he is hurt and angry -- but a journey into the Wildlands soon changes that. Is it too late to rescue his beloved Raum? The matter may well be out of his hands.

Of Love and Punishment

The eyes on the faces looked all about them and for the first time Charam wondered what they could see, if in fact they could see at all. It was beyond him how they even operated, without any internal attachments.


As the tremors began to ease, Charam returned to the house and set about cleaning up the mess. As he went from room to room, sweeping and dusting, placing things back on shelves and shaking out the bedding, he was relieved to find that there had been no major damage. Apart from a few cracks in the ceiling and walls and a couple of broken goblets the worst of it was the thick layer of dust and rubble that covered everything.


He’d almost finished the clean up when he heard a commotion at the front door.


“Get your hands off me!” It was Raum. He’d obviously returned from some inspection or other. “Do you know who I am? Let go of me!”


Curious as to what was going on Charam left his cleaning to go and investigate.


Chapter 13