Catsuit Crew Captive pt8 – Inescapable Slime Pit

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Distracting Blondes distracted! Katie and Susan found out why the guards were letting them go – when they fell into an inescapable glowing green slime pit!

Our story thus far:

Agent Katie investigated the Catsuit Crew and tried to rescue her former recruit – who had been brainwashed by the Crew. She was captured and taken by Countessa of I-PRUDE to the ‘mind-molder.’ After reconditioning and other kinky sexy fun torments, she was presented with a test of obedience and ordered to torture another Agent of S.P.A.N.K. Susan Chambers. She resisted her conditioning and Katie and Susan escaped…or did they??

Not essential, but I recommend checking out parts 1-7 first:

1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7.


‘oh fuck, why didn’t I see this coming?’

I pivoted and braced for impact as best I could, protecting my head, while the glowing green floor rushed up at us. We landed with more of a ‘splurp’ than a ‘splat,’ though…and the impact didn’t hurt at all.

Which is not to say it wasn’t disconcerting…the green slime that arrested our fall was viscous and warm to the touch, and kept us buoyant above its surface.

“Ewwww!” I cried out involuntarily. “It’s gross! It’s in my hair!”

“Yeah, your hair, Katie…” Susan snorted at me. “Always focusing on the most important details.”

We both ‘swam’ in the thick goo, trying to right ourselves and keep our faces clear of it. The slime yielded to some movements, while resisting others – as if it was deciding when to hold us firmly and how much freedom to allow.

I realized then that it was moving along with us – grasping, gripping, caressing, groping, probing…we were being felt up by a living creature!!

That’s when I started to feel the tendrils creeping up the bits of my flesh that weren’t already submerged within it.

“OWW! You fucker!” Susan blurted out. “Fucker pinched my nipple!” she explained through gritted teeth.

A panel in the high sheer wall of the pit opened above us and a familiar face appeared, wearing a delighted smirk.

“Surely even you ditzy blondes didn’t think escape was going to be that easy, did you?” Countessa sneered down at us.

“You know,” I replied evenly, “For a second there, yeah, I kinda did.” I kept my eye on her while trying to brush the tendrils off my chest.

“Silly Katie,” Countessa snickered. “Really? Ripping off Tarantino? You’re better than that.”

“Actually, I don’t think she is,” Susan shot back. “What do you want, Countessa? You gonna let your little slime creature dissolve us or something?”

“I could, I suppose…” Countessa said slowly, tilting her head to one side as if seriously considering it. “But I think you two still have some use to me. All you have to do is beg me to call off my pet and get you out of there.”

“Fuck you,” Susan retorted while peeling off a tendril that was squeezing her breast. “And the whores you rode uhh…nfff…” Susan’s voice cut off as she stiffened.

At the same moment, I felt something firm probing between my legs, oozing under the gusset of my thong, and then solidifying again as it delved into me.

“Ahh, I sense that my pet is becoming more intimate with you now,” Countessa replied in her cool, confident tone. “Imagine what it will feel like to be dissolved from the inside out…after my pet screws you senseless, that is…”

I grimaced, trying to ignore the mounting assault by the creature. While I was distracted by the invader expanding inside me, the tendrils had spread over my chest, compressing my breasts and tugging at my nipples, and beginning to slither up my neck. Another invader poked between my ass cheeks, while the one already inside me began to grow uncomfortably large – and began to heat up in pulsing waves.

A glance at Susan told me she was faring no better. It was time to make a decision – succumb now, or live to resist whatever torment Countessa planned next.

I just didn’t want to be the weak one, and so I watched Susan’s expression. I saw the capitulation in her angry eyes a moment later, just before a tendril cleaved her mouth open and began to slither inside.


Our intrepid (and sexy AF) agents are conditioned to resist…but will they accept Countessa’s offer of relief??

Image created by AlucardsSpirit.  Go check out his page!

Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you!  #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!

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And hey – this ain’t over yet – look for part 9 soon!


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