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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

The Silken Trap, pt.1

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.

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

Here’s an excerpt:

I had to admit that I was a little surprised at my quarry’s first touch.  I was prepared for an attack, a strike meant to incapacitate or shock me.  But the first touch was light and sensual, and sudden…I didn’t realize the predator was even there yet–there were no footsteps, no movement from the mouth of the alley, nor from deeper within.

That first disconcerting touch was followed by a warm body pressing against my back and firmly pinning me to the wall.  The form leaning into mine felt incredibly strong yet pleasantly soft.  

Then came the hot breath on my shoulder and a sweet heady scent, followed by the soft sensual voice of a woman.  “Such a darling little fly, I will have so much fun with you.”  

The voice was at once seductive and inviting, yet condescending and taunting all at once.  It was the tone of a predator confident that their prey was already defeated and helpless.

I was tempted to spring my trap right then, but instinct and training both told me to wait, draw her in a little more.  There was far too much unknown here…how she was able to approach me unnoticed…why she was so strong…and her intriguingly seductive manner.

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See Part 1 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Sparks and Spanks

artwork by callmeplisskin

Will uncovers a secret about Evie and uses it to his advantage

Will uncovers a secret about Evie and uses it to his advantage

This sexy artwork was completed by my friend CallMePlissken a little over a year ago as a birthday gift for me, which sparked me to write this story of a sexy and romantic interlude between Evie and Will–but for some reason I never put on my site!

Here’s an excerpt: you can read the full story on my site here: Sparks and Spanks

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The soft glow sneaking around the dark window shades stirred me from a deep and satisfying slumber.  The luxurious bedding in which I was nestled had kept my body so warm that I slept peacefully, and the silky feel of fine sheets against naked skin caressed me the few times I moved.

The body heat of the handsome man under the sheets with me certainly contributed to the warmth, and his hand resting on my hip cradled me in much the same way as the down-filled bedding.  His presence was the best reason of all to ignore the pre-dawn glow in the room.

The opportunity to sleep in fine bedding was a rare pleasure; the opportunity to sleep late was a luxury even more rare.  To sleep peacefully, unarmed, and with a man I both loved and trusted was more than my younger self would have dared dream.

To do so after a night of sex and passion that was both amorous and carnal, intimate and adventurous–well damn.  I might never leave this room.

The glow in the room was becoming too bright to ignore though, and I regretfully raised my eyelids to let it in.  When my eyes began to focus I saw Will propped on one elbow looking down at me. Any regrets about opening my eyes vanished.

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Read the full story on my site here: Sparks and Spanks

Captain’s Treasure

‘Alynnya Suspended’ artwork by callmeplisskin

Alynna Slatefire takes another voyage with Captain Catherine–and meets one of Catherine’s peers.

Alynna Slatefire takes another voyage with Captain Catherine–and meets one of Catherine’s peers.

The following is an excerpt; the full vignette is here:

Note:  This chapter takes place after the CallMePlissken artwork/story collaboration ‘All Hands on Deck,’ and is depicted in “Alynnya Suspended.”  There are five more pieces of artwork in the ‘two captains’ series that follow this scene–some are on his DeviantArt page, some are on his Hentai Foundry, and some are patron exclusives here: https://www.patreon.com/callmeplissken/posts?filters[tag]=pirates.

Go check them out!

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Captain Salicia walked slowly around me, tracing her fingers over my flesh and making my skin tingle.  She grasped a breast as if it were a piece of fruit she was trying to weigh and squeeze for ripeness.  She did the same to my rear before tracing a finger down into the cleft between my cheeks.  Her other hand traced along my tummy until her hands met between my legs.

I became conscious that Captain Catherine was watching intently, and so I tried desperately not to react.  It would be embarrassing, I thought, to react to her friend’s touch in front of her, and I didn’t want to upset her.

Captain Salicia must have realized I was trying not to react, so she began touching me more deliberately and provocatively, probing inside and around me with fingers, seeking out those special spots that she knew would force me to react.  

It became a struggle of wills that I was destined to lose, and to my chagrin, I promptly did.  Despite my resistance, I began shifting my hips and moaning softly.

Stories in the Candlelight pt.2

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Laressa drops in on Evie and Millie’s evening with a reminder and warning for Evie

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity and Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie and appear with their permission.

Recently I commissioned my good friend and artist/author Menchi for a two-part tale of an encounter between Evie and The Jaded Entity’s Millie–an evening during which his character Laressa ‘drops in.’

See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

See Part 2 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Here’s an excerpt:

I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan as the fingertips traced ever so slowly between my thighs, tantalizing as they moved further under my dress.  The touch was delicate but deliberate, leaving no doubt that its owner was in control–that I was under their control.

My mind told me that the touch was familiar, that I knew who this was behind me.  The whispers had stopped, and my head was clearing as I realized my chin was no longer in their grip.

Instead, those fingertips were tracing down my neck, over my collarbone, and down my chest.  They deftly slipped under the fabric of my dress and traced across my upper breast.  They danced teasingly around, brushing close enough to my areolas to make my nipples respond, without making any satisfying connection.

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See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

See Part 2 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Stories in the Candlelight pt.1

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Evie prepares for an intimate evening with Millie, but someone is watching…

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity and Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie and appear with their permission.

Recently I commissioned my good friend and artist/author Menchi for a two-part tale of an encounter between Evie and The Jaded Entity’s Millie–an evening during which his character Laressa ‘drops in.’

See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Here’s an excerpt:

By candlelight in the bedroom, I was taking my time with Millie, making her feel just a little more helpless with each added restraint.  I was cautious, not wanting to get ahead of myself, taking care to avoid binding her in too strenuous a position or overwhelm her too quickly.

I listened closely to the delightful little gasps and squeaks as I cinched ankles, knees, wrists and elbows together.  At each stage, I encouraged her to wriggle and test her ropes to make sure they felt satisfyingly snug without pinching or pulling.

I may have also encouraged her to wriggle because she looked so delicious doing it.  It was taking all my willpower not to pull off all her clothes and indulge my own desires.  That would be a mistake; she had put a lot of faith in me, putting herself in my hands, and I didn’t want to betray that trust.

Instead, I simply tugged her top down over her shoulders and uncovered just enough of her breasts and back to make her feel a little vulnerable and exposed.  I did the same with the hem of her skirt, exposing her pert little bottom (and suppressing my urge to smack or pinch it!).

“How does that feel, sweetie?” I asked softly, hesitant to disturb the quiet tension in the room.

Millie gave some more test wriggles, rolling to one side, and tucking her knees to her chest.  “It feels really good, Evie.  I wouldn’t mind being a little more restrained…I want to feel like I really can’t move or escape.”

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See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Turnabout is Fair(Fore?)Play

story by KatieD in response to Wyland. Read his tale first HERE.

Back in January my good friend and fellow writer Wyland scribed a little tale about his characters Prim and Tia ambushing my Evie and having a little fun/taking a few liberties with her in A Friendly Meeting Tale.

Evie, of course could not let that go unaddressed. She did decide to bide her time and dish out her ‘turnabout’ cold…(and not at all because I got busy and couldn’t finish the story in a timely manner).

Whatever the reasons…enjoy Evie’s ‘Turnabout is Fair(Fore?)Play.’

BUT BE SURE TO READ WYLAND’S TALE HERE FIRST…not only is it important to have ‘PART 1‘ context first, but it’s a quick fun and sexy romp with (blatant teaser) Evie dressed up and treated like their girl-pony, “Honeydew Sparkles.”

Evie’s response includes more descriptions of the events of Part 1, then details Evie’s attempt at giving Prim and Tia their comeuppance. Of course no one can ever really ‘get ahead’ with Prim…

Turnabout is Fair(Fore?)Play

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 5: Induction

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Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Here’s the latest chapter from the latest collaboration between me and CallMePlissken!

Chapter 5: Induction is here!

In chapter 5, Alynnya submits herself to Marcus and the senior council of The Order, and wears a symbol of her pledge of obedience.

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 3: The Interview is here!

Chapter 4: Introductions is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!

Etched in Memory

NOTE:  This is ‘part 2’ of a tale started by my good friend Wyland, strongly recommend you read PART 1 HERE first!

The pub remained quiet for a moment as the ranger and her two gnome friends fell face-first onto their table.  Then the place exploded with applause and laughter.  The bartender turned to a chalkboard and added three new hash-marks to the twenty-some that were already there.

A few moments later, three curious young locals stood and wandered over to their table, looks on their faces that indicated nefarious thoughts were overpowering whatever self-restraint they had in their feeble minds.  Each moved behind one of the slumped figures, prepared to grab or grope or whatever other ill-intentioned impulses they were following.

Suddenly a throwing knife sailed between two of them and embedded itself in the tabletop between the heads of the comatose cuties.

The three turned in the direction of its origin, to see a beautiful curvy blonde with another throwing knife in a lifted arm, poised to be launched.  Beside her was an equally beautiful yet somehow curvier blonde with a nocked arrow drawn and ready to let fly.

“The way you’re aiming that arrow,” the first blonde said to the other, loudly enough for the men to hear, “you’re going to miss his heart and hit him in the crotch.”

“Is there a reason you’re stating the obvious?” the second replied.

The three men, their courage coming more from their drinks than their nature, slowly backed away and sat down.  They chose to remain focused on studying the insides of their ale mugs.

The two blonde women made their way to their friends’ table.  “This was an utterly predictable outcome,”  sighed the archer as she slung her bow.

“And yet, would any of them have acted differently if we had warned them?” the other grinned.

“You get the gnomes, I’ll get Aly.”

“I got the gnomes last time.  And Tia snarls in her sleep.”

“Ok, but if Aly pukes down your back, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

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Upstairs, in a rented room of the inn, the blonde women looked down on the sleeping trio.  They had gently laid them side by side in the double bed so they could sleep off what was sure to be a very painful morning.

“They look so cute and peaceful like that, don’t they?” the archer asked.  “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“That they needlessly put themselves in danger without backup, and yet, other than an epic hangover, they’ll not learn anything from it?” replied her blue-eyed companion.

“Not in so many words,” the green-eyed beauty replied.  “Seriously, why so many words?  Who the hell writes your dialogue?”

Her companion only stuck out her tongue by way of response.  Then the two of them got to work preparing a lesson the three sleeping cuties would not soon forget.  

They doubted it would do anything to change their ways, but at least they’d not soon forget.

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The window was high on the wall, so it was very late morning before the rays of sun reached the faces of the sleeping trio.  

The flame-haired gnome stirred first, opening one eye painfully, only to notice her face pressed against a generous naked breast.  “Who..?”  she began.

Her green-haired friend, positioned toward her but with her face pressed into a matching generous breast, replied, “What..?”

The owner of said breasts, lying on her back, also stirred.  Looking past the shocks of green and red hair partially covering her naked chest, she looked about the unfamiliar room.  “Where..?”  If she wasn’t mistaken, she was completely naked–as were the two lean bodies pressed against hers.  “When did…”

The flame-haired gnome tried to sit up, but found that her arms were wrapped around the abdomen of the blonde ranger she was lying upon…and her wrists were bound on the opposite side of the girl’s body!  “How..?”

Squirming hands against her own chest told her that her friend’s hands were bound on her side of the ranger’s body…which meant her own hands were…

“Why, Prim, stop that!”  Tia cried.  “This is neither the time nor the place!”

“Frightfully sorry, Hot-Tits,” she replied sweetly.  “I had no idea whatsoever where my hands had gone to. Most unfortunate.”

Further wriggling led them to realize that not only were their hands bound around the ranger’s body, but Aly’s arms were similarly bound–holding her arms in place while she gave both gnomes a tight hug.  All three of their bodies were held tightly together by the others’ encircling limbs.

Even further squirming led them to discover their legs similarly entangled, with each’s ankles bound to at least two others!

“Prim!  Would you stop moving your hands like that!”

“So extremely sorry, Hot-Tits…I am merely trying to accomplish our escape.”

“Right.  That explains why it is taking three times as long as usual.”

“Well, it is most certainly not my fault if your delightful form is interfering with my hands’ ability to–”

“Ummm…”  Aly said.  “I’m not sure how or why we ended up like this…but we must have had some crazy kinky fun??  Hopefully?”  Her cheeks flushed brightly.  “But I do have one question…”

“What?” Tia grumped.

“Do tell, Starlet Slut!” Prim piped in.

Biting her lip, Aly asked, “Did you happen to leave a blank panel on that goblet?”

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 4: Introductions

artwork by callmeplisskin

Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Here’s the latest chapter from the latest collaboration between me and CallMePlissken!

Chapter 4: Introductions is here!

In chapter 4, Alynnya meets the other leadership council members and makes a memorable impression upon them.

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 3: The Interview is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!