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The Captain’s Pet
When a distant planet’s ownership is in dispute, conquering aliens turn defiant human males into pampered sex slaves.
In a not-too-distant future, a lopsided war has led to aliens invading and occupying an Earth settlement. Wid is a young colonist who has been caught harassing the aliens. He and his friends are rounded up and sent to an alien warship patrolling the disputed space. His fate is to serve as a sex slave for the ship’s imposing captain. Wid, at first, fights against his enslavement, but soon learns that not only does he stand no chance against the much larger and stronger captain, he isn’t sure he even wants to.
Like all Travian males, Kell is bound by duty to defend his people. Having risen to the rank of captain, he nevertheless chafes against the boring and endless patrol of the space invaded by the humans. His misses his family and constantly guards against his scheming first officer. He sees his reward of a human sex slave as more of a nuisance. Yet the pretty, fair-haired human’s exotic allure is hard to resist. He finds far more pleasure in the use of his pet than he would like.
Kept naked and leashed, Wid’s days are filled with boredom, while his nights wrapped in Kell’s arms turn from fear into pleasure. Even as the humans plot their escape, Wid and Kell form a bond and their growing affection cannot be ignored. When tensions boil over among the aliens, Wid and his friends may be Kell and his crew’s only chance for survival.
Reader Advisory: This book contains sex scenes of both non-consensual and dubious consent, as well as scenes of violence, abuse and torture.
Samantha Cayto & names
Names – the bane of my writer’s existence. It’s all well and fine to say a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but it doesn’t help the person trying to come up with that other name. Character names and book titles and names of series, they all tend to stump me. People often ask me how I come up with my story ideas. That’s an easy question to answer. They typically just pop into my head, or I’ll sit and conjure up a story based on a specific request from an editor or reader. Stories are relatively easy to come up with, especially because I love creating them. They can often flow without hesitation out of my head and through my fingers down to the keys on my computer. But when it comes to the names, I come to a screeching halt.
I have some rules about the names I use for my main characters. Every hero and heroine is given a name that I like. I started by using my own baby name lists left over from my kids. Yes, I was one of those women who had a list of names well before I’d even started to get pregnant. Of course, I hadn’t counted on my husband having an opinion and a list of his own. Most of the names I loved never got used. So when I started creating my virtual children, I had a ready supply. I still haven’t exhausted those lists. The internet is another great source for names. I just do a search like “most popular baby names for 2014” and see what I like. The name has to match the image I have in my head, though. Each of my characters has a face, hair and a body type that pleases me. Not every name I like works with every character I’ve created, so I have to filter for that.
My other source is celebrity names and names for people I know or have known. For example, in The Captain’s Pet, my human hero, William, is called Wid. I knew a kid with that name. I always thought he and his name were adorable, so I loved having an opportunity to use it. The alien names, however, gave me fits. Naming them as a species and individually took a lot of thinking. Keeping each of the characters straight in my head was harder still. I found myself falling naturally into a pattern for the names based on gender, using certain letter combinations repeatedly. It helped to give me some structure, but I still wish it all came easily to me. Success in writing adds to the problem. The more books I write, the harder it is to come up with new names. Maybe I’m looking for trouble. Is it okay to use the same name for more than one character? I’d love to get some feedback. In the meantime, I’ll just keep crossing names off my lists.
Wid wiggled closer to the large body behind him, hoping it would seem affectionate, but not so much so that he’d give the alien’s cock any ideas. “You’re the biggest Travian I’ve ever seen and the others are so respectful of you. I just wondered.”
That’s right, butter him up. Christ, if they’d been lying facing each other, Wid might have tried batting his eyelashes. As Joel had said, disgusting. Still, worth it if it worked.
“Size is of no matter, but yes, I am Kell, the captain of this vessel.”
“Captain Kell,” Wid repeated, trying to put the same guttural spin on the ‘k’ that the alien had. “Is that what I should call you, then?”
“No. You call me ‘Master’, pet.”
Wid stiffened a half second before he caught himself and made his muscles relax. It was only a word, he could force it past his lips if it helped him to escape. “Yes, Master.” You egotistical fucker. “My name is Wid.” Not pet, asshole.
The alien grunted and shifted and God damn it, that cock started to stiffen. “That sounds almost like a Travian name.”
Wid worked to keep his breathing even, pretending he didn’t feel what he couldn’t help but feel pressed against his ass. “My name is actually William, everyone calls me Wid.”
“You humans are strange, why give you one name then call you by another?” The hand across Wid’s chest roamed up and down.
“My older sister had trouble pronouncing it, so what she said stuck.”
“Ah,” the captain said, sliding his now-fully hard dick between Wid’s ass cheeks. “Sisters must be appeased.”
Wid didn’t know what to do with that observation. Of course, an equal measure of fear and anticipation worked to quickly chase rational thought out of his head. Well, he’d known it was risky keeping the creature awake and talking. Nobody to blame other than himself. Fuck! That hand landed on Wid’s spent cock and gripped it tight.
Samantha Cayto is a Boston-area native who practices as a business lawyer by day while writing erotic romance at night—the steamier the better. She likes to push the envelope when it comes to writing about passion and is delighted other women agree that guy-on-guy sex is the hottest ever.
She lives a typical suburban life with her husband, three kids and four dogs. Her children don’t understand why they can’t read what she writes, but her husband is always willing to lend her a hand—and anything else—when she needs to choreograph a scene.