Contemporary Gay Mystery and paranormal BDSM - Corey Shaw has been trained as a paranormal detective, developing abilities such as telepathy and telekinesis. He is summoned to Provincetown during the annual Mates weekend, a huge leather gathering, when the naked body of a young man is found. The victim had been tied up before being strangled. The police say cold-blooded murder but Corey thinks it is more than that. He suspects that a BDSM scene got out of control. Touring the town’s dark dungeons, looking for a murderer preying on young men, he becomes immersed in the local scene and discovers a never before explored side of himself. In a sea of muscular leather masters and slaves, he realizes hidden urges in an environment where every fantasy can be fulfilled. He must set aside his sadomasochism desires and use his powers to locate someone who takes the bdsm to the extreme before he kills again.
Can Corey find him before becoming a victim to the ultimate BDSM fantasy of execution?
ISBN: 978-1-60054-336-4
Genre: Gay Lit / BDSM Paranormal Thriller
Length: 23,500words
Rating: Total Eclipse
Formats: pdf, prc, lit, html, zip, lrf, epub
$4.00
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Excerpt:
“John Doe. Strangled,” Chief Stewart said. The grim look on his hard-lined face told Corey that something had rattled the chief’s staunch reserve. “And he was tortured before being killed.”
Having frequent contact with the chief in the past, Corey had never noticed him being so shaken by a crime.
As they knelt next to the victim, the chief pointed out disturbing aspects of the murder. “Rope burns on the ankles, wrists, knees and across the chest and upper arms where he was tied up. The deep cuts indicate that the bonds were tight.”
He motioned toward the buttocks. The man had a narrow waist and a well-rounded ass, which had been slashed many times. Long gashes crossed the tanned cheeks, drawing blood that had long since dried. “Looks like he was caned or severely whipped while he was tied up,” the chief continued. Similar slashes covered his back and legs but not as severely as the ass.
“This has been done to him before, hasn’t it?” Corey asked.
“What do you mean?” Stewart gave him a quizzical look. He glanced at one of the forensics officers who had knelt down on the opposite side of the body. The agent agreed, and directed their attention to several old wounds concealed and healing among the fresh ones.
Judging by the look on the chief’s face, Corey surmised that he hadn’t experienced anything like this in Provincetown before.
The agent, Carolyn Seger, picked up where Stewart left off. “From the angle of the rope wound around the neck, it appears that the victim was hung until dead. There are very few signs of a struggle, which is strange.”
Hmmm…maybe not so strange, Corey thought.
She pointed to the bruising on the neck. “The visible side of the face appears purple, a gruesome contrast to the white skin of his shaved head.” She frowned while mumbling the latter under her breath. “Look at these.” The agent indicated to marks crisscrossing his back. “It appears he was wearing a leather…” She hesitated, as if searching for the right word.
“Harness,” Corey finished. I have one that’s almost the same as the one he wore. “Do you think it played a role in his death?”
Seger shook her head. “Preliminary indications all point to strangulation by hanging.” She looked at him. When his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, she asked, “What is it?”
He pointed to faint, red markings on the back of the victim’s neck that resembled the ones on his back. “It looks like he wore a leather collar, as well.” He shifted his position to lean forward.
“We noticed that, too, but I don’t think it contributed to his death, either.”
“Can we turn him over?”
The agent nodded, and donned plastic gloves. With the help of another forensic team member, they rolled the corpse on its back. The hideousness of the crime became more apparent. The entire face, covered in purple blemishes, was contorted into a grimace as he struggled to breathe in his last few seconds of life. His tongue protruded grotesquely from the mouth. Corey’s gaze shifted lower. All the pubic hair was shaved away.
“Look at this.” Seger eyes widened at the new discovery. “There’s scabbing just above the penis, and it seems as though it goes all the way around the scrotum. Something’s irritated his skin because it’s broken out and re-healed, like the marks on his posterior.”
“He wore a cock ring,” Corey simply added. “I have that same trouble if I wear mine too long.” Eager to contribute to the investigation, he’d let out more personal information than the chief or agents wanted to hear. To divert attention from his momentary lack of discretion, he took another tack. “Are you sure this was murder?”
“What else could it be?” The chief’s jaw clenched.
“I’m thinking it could be an extreme BDSM session that went a bit too far.”
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Author Bio:
Alex Morgan was born and raised in western Oklahoma where he attended college and majored in chemistry and mathematics. Later, he moved to the Dallas area where he obtained his master’s degree and then a doctorate in analytical chemistry. He now lives and works in the Washington, DC area.
He is an avid reader, particularly mysteries, since being introduced to the Hardy Boys in grade school. After reading his first Agatha Christie novel, Murder on the Orient Express, in junior high, mysteries have been one of his biggest enjoyments. He has always enjoyed reading comic books and loves the super-hero genre just as much.
Combining these two concepts, he has written two mystery novels prior to “Murder in Provincetown”, in which he introduced gay, paranormal sleuth Corey Shaw. He is also the author of several gay erotica short stories published by loveyoudivine Alterotica.
