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.


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


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


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.  


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…”


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 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!


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.”


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