Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

Aurora Rush is wined, dined, and romanced by a rather dashing and gentlemanly alien

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 33: Gentlemanly Grey

“Ahh, my delectable Miss Aurora, I know you are awake…please open your eyes and behold me.  It is time to prepare you for our date.”

I didn’t hear the voice so much as felt it in my mind, compelling me to emerge from the darkness of a deep sleep.  Without opening my eyes, I assessed my situation as I’d been trained to do.  

  • Lying on my back, check.  
  • Strapped down to a hard surface, check.  
  • Completely naked, check.

In other words, a typical mid-mission assessment. 

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

And see Aurora’s other adventures here:

Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 2

Artwork and visual design elements by Alucard’s Spirit

Visit the artist Alucard’s Spirit on deviantArt!

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Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

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“I insist that you tell me exactly what you did to them–with them–in explicit detail!”  Agent Katie demanded, her pen pressed to the clipboard and at the ready.  She hoped she sounded tough.  She knew the alien Space Toad was responsible for the missing women.

“Ok,” he replied.

Agent Katie was taken aback at the unexpected answer.  “Ok…ok what?”

“Ok, I’ll tell you, in explicit detail.  But I want, how do your earth criminals say…a quid pro quo.”

“What do you want?”  She asked, suspicious of his sudden eagerness to cooperate.

“I want your panties that you’re wearing right now.”

“What?!?!?  No!  I can’t do that!”  Agent Katie was genuinely indignant at the demand.

“Ok.  Then I have nothing more to say to you.  Run away in failure, little perky blonde agent.”

“What?  Wait, no…”  the young agent was really flustered now.  She knew this one case could make her career.  She knew this smug creature wasn’t likely to crack for anyone else under any interrogation.  But she couldn’t compromise her integrity like that, could she?  Could she?

Glob just stayed quiet, watching, waiting.  He could see the turmoil whirling in her mind.  He didn’t even need to give her a nudge.  He knew she would capitulate before she did.

“Fine…but no tricks!” Agent Katie warned.  

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Glob answered.

She hiked up her skirt and reached under it, up behind her back, and began to tug the elastic band of her thong down.

‘Bend at the waist,’ Glob said silently in his own mind, and grinned as the woman did.  ‘Pointed away!’ he added quickly, and watched as she pivoted on her heels so he could watch the thin wisp of cotton slide down the back of her bare legs.  ‘Yessssssss….’

Agent Katie stepped out of the tiny white thong and held it in her hand for a moment.  ‘Am I really going to do this?’ she asked herself.  ‘Yes, you are,’ she heard a voice return.

She pushed a button and the meal-delivery tray popped open.  She deposited her panties inside and sent the tray through to Glob’s side of the containment field.  

He eagerly grabbed them and held them to his nostrils, taking a deep whiff.  He sighed and blinked his eyes a few times.  “I caught your scent, and yours alone, out of 10 people in the room before, but I never imagined it would be so delightful…I’ll never forget it again.”

“Ok yeah, that’s a little creepy,” she murmured.  “Now tell me about the women,” she said, straightening and smoothing her skirt. She didn’t know why he made her so uneasy, like he could see through her.

“Which one?” he said coyly, and dropped the panties on the floor of his cell in front of him.

“Uhh…” Agent Katie said, staring at her panties on the floor.  “Aren’t you going to hide those or put them away somewhere?”

“Why would I?” he asked.  “I think I should leave them right there for all the guards and your boss to see.  I think they’d be impressed I charmed the panties right off you.”

“No!” she cried out, before trying to compose herself.  “Hide those somewhere, now!”

“I don’t see why I would,” he replied.  I’m quite proud of getting them.”

“You can’t…I’d be so…” she looked around furtively, as if already worried someone would walk in and see them.

“Tell you what.  You come in here, and let me smell your hair and skin, and you can have them back.  That’s all, I promise.  Just a sniff, maybe a tiny lick, and you can take them and be on your way.” 

He paused, and narrowed his gaze.  “Or, you could sit down on the bed here beside me and I’ll tell you everything you want to know about the missing women.”

Agent Katie sighed.  He had played her so well.  She was already vested in cracking this case, and he seemed to know it…and now she was compromised with her undergarments lying there in plain view.  She sighed again.  ‘They’re right there, you can do this…’

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Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1

Artwork and visual design elements by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie of S.P.A.N.K. is back, and on an exciting new mission!

Story and images here:

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Agent Katie avoided the guards on duty and slipped quietly into the high-value-target room.  She tried to be quiet while approaching the containment cell holding the alien creature, but high heels on a tile floor don’t lend themselves to stealth very well.  

It wouldn’t have mattered much; the alien had ultra-sensitive hearing and the ability to pick up on vibrations.  But more importantly, he’d already been probing the mind of the pretty blonde since the first group interrogation.  He knew she was coming before she opened the door.

Glob the Space toad sat up on his bed and studied her with the appraising eye of a hunter.  He noticed, of course, the way she held her shoulders back, her back straight, and kept her jaw set with no trace of a smile on her lips.  He also noted, however, that her pulse was elevated and that her chest rose and fell in rapid short breaths.  And thanks to his intense scrutiny of her rising bosom, he noted a faint sheen of perspiration in her cleavage.

“Yesss…to what do I owe this pleasure?” he said in a low vibrato voice.  The timber and tone of his voice, as alien as it was, seemed to curl and echo around her.  She might have noticed the hairs on the back of her neck standing up if she wasn’t trying to bravely focus on her plan.

“Mr. Space Toad,” she began, staring down at the sheet on her clipboard as if she hadn’t rehearsed her words a dozen times.  “I’m here to talk about the missing women who…”

“Call me Glob, my dear agent,” he interrupted.

“Mr. Glob…I’m here…”

“No, just Glob.”

“F-fine,” she stammered, already getting flustered.  “Glob.”

“I see you changed your outfit, agent…”  he paused, letting the title hang out there until she gave her name.  As if he didn’t already know it.

“Katie.  I’m Agent Katie, and I’m here to…”

“I see you changed your outfit, Agent Katie.  It’s much more…revealing…than the one you wore in the group sessions this week.”  He grinned a knowing grin.

It was true.  She had put on an exceptionally low-cut and fitted sleeveless top that showed just a peek of midriff, and left her jacket behind.  Her skirt was relatively short for government agency standards, and her heels were above-regulation tall.  

It seemed like a good idea at the time–he obviously had a fondness for human women, and she’d caught him leering at her during the previous interrogations.  Perhaps if she presented herself as prey, she’d get him to give up some information on the prey he’d already taken.

Her intention had been to get the space toad off guard and keep him distracted.  Unfortunately, he seemed to be having that effect upon her.  The alien creature grinned a proud and devious grin.  After all, he was the one who had planted the thought in her head to dress up as prey.

Agent Katie took a deep breath.  “Mr…Glob.  I’m not fooled like my simple-minded male counterparts.  I know you are involved in the disappearances of those women.  I can even envision exactly how you did it!”

“And who–or what–put those ideas in your pretty little head?” he asked patronizingly.  Those subliminal images were also his work.  Some of his better ones, actually.

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The Silken Trap, pt.2

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie dangles herself as bait for a mysterious predator and finds herself dangling in Laressa’s grip

Long before Evie ever called Laressa ‘Mistress,’ they had a more adversarial relationship…that of hunter and prey. But just who was the hunter, and who was the prey?

Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie.

Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

See the full image and read Part 1 and Part 2 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Here’s an excerpt:

Laressa watched with amusement while I struggled to raise myself up to my knees.  With my arms wrapped tightly to my sides, it took several pushes with my bound wrists to get my hip below me enough to sit up.  It took two more failures before I could tuck my legs underneath and balance on my knees.  Finally, with my hair hanging in my eyes, I was able to look up at her.

“Very good,” Laressa said.  “I know that wasn’t easy, but you showed determination.  Now let’s see about you making amends, yes?”  She got up from the chair and squatted in front of me, looking at me closely.  With a delicate touch of her fingers she drew my hair back from my face.

“Thank you, Mistress,” was all I said.  I felt happy to have earned her approval for my effort.

“To prove obedience, we must first address disobedience, yes?”  She traced her fingers down the side of my face, along my jawline to my chin.  Then she reversed her hand and let her fingernails glide across my exposed neck back below my ear, and down again to my collarbone.  

“Yes, Mistress.”  I thrilled at her touch.  I was tempted to lean into her hand, seeking more.  Her touch was so sensual, I was not yet thinking about what ‘addressing disobedience’ might mean.

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See Part 1 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

See Part 2 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Stolen into the Night

art by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie has caught the attention of Glob the Space Toad.  And as many of you know, if he wants you, he’ll get you at some point!


My friend AlucardsSpirit and I brainstormed some ideas for our respective characters and came up with a fun little art and prose collaboration…what do you think?  Think we should expand the idea some more??  Good!  Because this is part 2, part 1 is here: Out for a Moonlit Stroll (art by Alucard’s Spirit

See his post here:  Stolen into the Night

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Several hours later, Glob was stealing away in the moonlight with his delectable captive.  He’d spent a few hours with her inside the cabin, alternately charming and seducing the lovely agent into compliance, and then chasing and nabbing her when she became feisty again. 

Finally, he determined it was time to return to his ship with his prize. He took his time intricately binding his wriggling prey, and then gratuitously fondling her curves whenever she became too quiet and still.  He preferred the wriggling. 

As much as he enjoyed her little squeals and moans, he thought it best to gag her for the short walk to his landing site. Then it was off into the moonlight with her, slung over his shoulder and squirming delightfully. 

~~~~~~Part 1 is here:  Out for a Moonlit Stroll (art by Alucard’s Spirit

Out for a Moonlit Stroll

art by Alucard’s Spirit

Agent Katie tempts fate by walking alone in the woods at night wearing… next to nothing!


My friend AlucardsSpirit and I brainstormed some ideas for our respective characters and came up with a fun little art and prose collaboration…what do you think?  Think we should expand the idea some more??  Good!  Because this is part 1, part 2 is here:  Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)

See his post here:  Out for a Moonlit Stroll

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Agent Katie leaned against the railing and took a deep breath of the clear night air.  The scent of pine and the sweet aroma of the lilacs calmed her. There was nothing like a trip to her family cabin in the woods to ease her stress, and standing on the porch at midnight looking at the stars was a favorite peaceful activity. 

After several weeks straight of intense casework (and one colossal lapse in her judgment), her superiors at the agency had insisted she take a two week vacation.  At first she had resisted because she was so heavily vested in her case. But now that she was here, she was grateful for the time away to de-stress, reflect upon her mistakes, and put the whole sordid deal behind her.

The full moon lit up the woods well enough to clearly see the paths, so on impulse she decided to go for a stroll.  There weren’t any neighbors for a half-mile in any direction, so she felt free to set off in her bare feet and blue silk robe–and once she was away from the cabin, she opened her robe to let the cool air caress her bare skin.  

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Glob the Space Toad grinned as he watched the video feed from his favorite drone.  His targets never evaded him for long. When you’re an intergalactic hunter with advanced technology, almost unlimited resources, and an insatiable appetite, not even hiding in a remote cabin in the north woods will keep your prey hidden long. 

“Ahh, yessss…there you are, my delightful Agent Katie…did you really think you could run from me?”  He admired her shape in the blue silk robe she wore, and more than that, he appreciated the effect the cool night air seemed to be having on her through the thin fabric.  

“Soon, my dear, you will be all mine…”

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Continued in part 2 here:  Stolen into the Night (art by Alucard’s Spirit)

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

Aurora Rush is captured while investigating the pleasure-droid factory–and a most unusual interrogation follows!

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 17:  Synthetic Seductresses

“Welcome to Synthetica Prime, Miss Rush.  We are delighted to catch you trespassing.”

The silent sexy silvery sentries snagged my shackled wrists and secured them to cables stretching me taut.  Their womanly curves and feminine faces didn’t match their ruthless rough manhandling, and it was pretty hot to be marched about and manipulated like a mannequin.  

“What kind of prison cell is this?”  I asked the unseen speaker.  “And what’s going on, are you going to interrogate me?”  I hoped I sounded defiant instead of just turned on by that thought.

“No, Miss Rush.  You are in our research and testing laboratory.  Your arrival has offered us the opportunity to study your kind and determine your optimal method of seduction and pleasure.”

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

And see Aurora’s other adventure here: Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Rewarding the Bold

artwork by menchimenagerie

Mistress Laressa amuses herself with Millie and Evie after their night out in Laressa’s new dresses

See the full story (and saucy artwork) by MenchiMenagerie here!

This story is part of a birthday surprise for my friend and artist Menchi. I commissioned the image above for him and then wrote the story as his present.

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie, the artist of the work above.

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Callie’s Diary, pt. 3

Brimstone County #05 artwork by CallMePlissken

See full image and read Callie’s diary entries: Callie’s Diary, pt 3

Callie’s Diary, pt 2

Callie’s Diary, pt. 1

The artwork is the fifth in a new series from CallMePlissken, set in the Weird West setting of Brimstone County. Innocent saloon girl Callie Sierra has been a very popular new character with multiple appearances.

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Dear Diary,

Today the cowpokes from the cattle drive rode into town.  They’d been on the trail for nigh two months now, and they were so filthy and smelly!  

This time, there was a lady cowboy in the crew.  She looked me up and down in the same way ol’ Rosie does, like appraisin’ me an’ all.  When I brought her a mug of ale, she asked where the baths were.  

When I told her and pointed the way, she grabbed my arm an’ said, “no, I want you t’ show me…I’ll be needing you t’ wash my backside…and certain parts o’ my frontside, if you know what I mean, girl.”

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See the full image and read Callie’s diary entries on my site here:

Callie’s Diary, pt. 1 Callie’s Diary, pt 2 Callie’s Diary, pt 3

Satisfaction Guaranteed

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie is quite content by Mistress Laressa’s side. See the sexy and explicit version!

Evie is happy to be by Laressa’s side…so happy, that Laressa can show her off to other prospective clients…anonymously, of course…

My good friend MenchiMenagerie was kind and generous enough to include Evie in his stream image today, and it inspired me to add a little vignette to go with it. See the sexy and explicit version on either of our pages!


Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie, the artist of the work above.Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

Menchi has his own page on my site here: MenchiMenagerie.

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Mrs. Willingsley, a refined and elegant wealthy lady of Greytrade, and a prospective client of Laressa’s, was vacillating.  

“I’m just not sure, Laressa.  I’m not sure what to expect, and so I’m unsure I’m ready for something like this.”

“I understand,” Laressa replied.  “My services are not to be sought out capriciously.  And I understand it may be difficult to take my word alone.  But I would be taking risks by taking you on as a client, and I expect you to take some risks as well.”

“If only I could perhaps speak with another of your clients, perhaps obtain a testimonial or reference from them…”

“That would be quite inappropriate,” Laressa snapped.  “The privacy and confidentiality of my 

clients are of utmost importance.”  She softened her tone then.  “However, I may be able to show you an example of some who are quite satisfied…”

“I would appreciate that, yes,” Mrs. Willingsley nodded, with obvious relief.

Laressa led her across the sitting room to a door leading to one of her many private chambers.  The room was very dark but a faint rustling could be heard within.

“Wait here a moment, please, and I will light a lamp.”

Mrs. Willingsely trembled with unease to be left in the near darkness, but then her breath caught in her throat as the lights came up in the room.

Laressa was standing beside a naked blonde woman on her knees, blindfolded and bound tightly with what appeared to be fine silk.  The silk was attached about her throat as well, and a long strand flowed up to where Laressa held it in her hand.  Behind Laressa, the outline of two other women were visible as they wriggled and dangled completely encased in silk.

“If you are willing to trust me, Mrs. Willingsley, you might enjoy my attentions as much as these lovelies do.”

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For more Evie and Laressa fun, see Menchi’s Page here, and visit him on DeviantArt.

A Private Affair

Stories in the Candlelight, pt. 1

Stories in the Candlelight, pt. 2

The Silken Trap, pt. 1

Coming Soon: The Silken Trap, pt. 2