Testing, Just Encase-pt2

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

The full 11 page story includes 4 full size sexy images by menchimenagerie

Part 1 is here.

The above is a crop; you can see the sexy full image on his page or in the PDF. Part 2 of 5 of the story is below; the rest with images will be posted in coming days.

Can’t wait?  Grab a PDF of the full story with images on my Gumroad for only $2.

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Evie is my OC, drawn here by MenchiMenagerie and with original design elements by CallMePlisskin

Enjoy!

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I extended my right foot and dipped my toes into the slime.  It felt cool and thick, resisting my pressure for only a moment before giving way.  I got the feeling it was spreading away from my foot, rather than my foot parting it, all the way until my heel touched the bottom of the tray.  Only then did the slime seem to flow back against and over my foot.

There was an odd tickling sensation as if a hundred little tendrils were examining and exploring my skin.  The gel seemed to bulge and form waves on its surface that moved toward my foot!  A few tendrils broke above the surface across the tray, like they were testing the air.  Instinctively I squeezed my knees together as if to protect myself from attack.

“Still ok, Evie?”  The voice of genuine concern was Agent D’s.  She and Agent J had stayed close, one on each side of me, ready to provide assistance at any hint of my distress.

“All good, Dee.  It’s just tingling a little, and I think it’s getting ready to start climbing.”

I started lowering my left foot into the slime.  As soon as my left toes touched, the slime paused moving around my right foot.  I could feel that it was still active, just waiting, so I continued slipping my foot in until I was standing on my own in the tray.

I had barely stopped moving when the surface of the slime bulged again and began climbing above my ankles.  At first it rose in a uniform wave, but soon advancing tendrils broke through and flowed along the contours of my flesh, determining the direction of the slime’s flow.

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Part 3 and images coming soon!

Part 1 is here

Teaser! New Evie story with art by MenchiMenagerie

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!

The full 11 page story includes 4 full size images by MenchiMenagerie (those are crops above)

The first four pages of the story are below; the rest with images will be posted in coming days. Can’t wait?  Grab a PDF of the full story with images on my Gumroad for only $2.

katied.gumroad.com

Evie is my OC, drawn here by MenchiMenagerie and with original design elements by CallMePlisskin

Enjoy!

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“Hi guys!  Nice of you to invite me back for more testing!”  I gave a big grin and a wave as the team of scientists looked up from their workstations.

“Ahh, Agent Evangeline!” a striking dark-haired woman replied, her eyes lighting up when she saw me.  She smoothed her black skirt and straightened her crisp white lab coat.  “Thank you for making time to come.  You know you’re the first one we think of when we want to test something really special.”  The other men and women around her nodded in unison.

“Hee-hee…flattery will get you everything, Elle,” I cooed in a playful voice.  “Including multiple testing sessions.”

“Delightful,” the tall brunette purred, winking at me before lowering her glasses to look me over.  “Getting you to come multiple times is always our goal, Evie.”

I enjoyed these sessions with the inventors working in the Codex Cryptae Research and Development lab.  They were passionate about their work and wanted to test their innovations rigorously.  In return for my help, they always made sure to keep me outfitted with the latest gadgets and tools of the trade.  

The more rigorous the testing the better–I liked to keep my skills fresh.  They, in turn, took it as their personal mission to have their new inventions outperform, outwit, or outlast me.  I rarely lost, but Agent L and her team rarely failed to push me to my limits.

Plus, they always seemed to know how to show a girl a good time.  The eager grins on their faces told me they had something extra special prepared for me this time.

I looked about and spied a mannequin with a black leather harness strapped tightly about it.  “Hey, Elle!” I called out excitedly.  “Is that the prototype Cinchmaster 9.7 you were talking about?  Is it ready for testing?”  

“It is, but…” she replied with one raised eyebrow,  “We have something else even more remarkable to show you first.”

“Ok, Elle,” I said, still studying the shiny black straps and gleaming steel rings of the legendary restraint system, trying to see what was new.  “As long as you invite me back to test that, too.”

“I promise, yours will be the first body it hugs,” Agent L replied with a soft laugh.  “My entire team has insisted upon it.”  Around her, the entire team nodded and grinned again while she walked to a central workbench.  “Allow me to show you what’s even more impressive than that.”

She scanned the faces of her team until she found the one she was looking for.  “Agent D, will you please bring the flask with the specimen here?”  

A slender, pretty redhead stepped forward and handed Agent L a clear cylinder with a viscous black gel in the bottom.  “Here you are, ma’am,” she said in a deferential tone.  She stood beside her boss and clasped her hands in front of her.  I smiled at her, and when she made eye contact with me she blushed shyly and quickly looked back to Agent L.  

“Thank you, Dee,” Agent L said with a thin smile.  “Stay close, I’ll need you once we begin.”  That brought a proud smile to the young woman’s face.

She swirled the flask and it sloshed around, then quickly settled at the bottom again.  “I call it ‘encasement slime.’  I think it will have defensive and security applications.  Observe.”

Agent L put on a thick glove and picked up a metal rod from her desk.  She placed the rod inside the flask and stirred the goo at the bottom.  When she removed it, the rod was clean and the gel settled again.  “The slime remains inert when in contact with cool, dry materials.  But watch what happens when it comes in contact with something warm and moist.”

She placed the rod in a flask of boiling water to warm it.  This time when she placed the rod in the slime, the black gel slowly began to climb its sides until the rod was enveloped by the slime.  Once it was encased, the gel solidified to a rubbery coating.

“Wow, Elle!”  I exclaimed, genuinely impressed.  “So it seeks out heat and contains it?”

“Yes…and moisture keeps it pliant.”  Agent L nodded.  “Otherwise, it remains stiff and rubbery.”  She picked up the rod with ungloved fingers and held it aloft.

“Amazing!  So it could be a passive trap that activates when a warm object comes by?”

Agent D spoke up:  “Yes!  Or a defense.  Or a restraint.”

“I see…” I replied, winking at her.  “I think Dee has just revealed what you need me for, Elle.”

“Correct.  We’ve tested it extensively with inanimate objects,” Agent L confirmed.  “Now we’re ready for organic testing.  And with something less…passive.”

“So you want to put the slime on me.”  I gave a wry smile to show her I wasn’t at all surprised.

“Yes…”  her eyes twinkled mischievously.  “Or more precisely, put you in the slime.”

I looked at the flask of black gel thoughtfully, trying to imagine what it would feel like, climbing over me and trying to encase me.  I had to admit, the thought excited me more than a little.  

“Ok, I think I can handle having it envelop me.  But what about when it gets over my mouth and nose…how do I breathe?  Or will it go…in me?”  I wasn’t thinking about just my mouth and nose.

“You should definitely keep your mouth closed, but you will be safe.”  Agent L assured me.  “When tested on mannequins the slime simply passed over the nose and ears.  Agents J and D will be standing by, and as soon as it’s solidified, we will free your mouth and keep it open with a breathing tube.”

“You see, as soon as it hardens, we can touch it,” Agent D added.  “And at any time, we can cut and pull it away from you.  You just need to say the word and we’ll separate you from the specimen, and remove any residue.”

I studied their eager and confident faces, trying to think of any other concerns or questions to ask.  I couldn’t think of any.  And while I trusted Elle completely, there was something she was holding back which made me a little nervous.  

There had been a couple times an overly enthusiastic member of her team had put me in a situation more dangerous than they’d planned for.  Or more compromising than they’d let on.

Still, I couldn’t think of any reasons to object.  And it did sound pretty fun and challenging.

“Ok!” I exclaimed excitedly.  “When do we begin?”

“Right away,” Agent L replied with a satisfied smile.

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Agent L led me over to where a metal tray lay on the floor.  “We will suspend you over this tray, and fill it with the encasement slime.  Then we will slowly lower you in.”  

I nodded, looking up at the scaffolding held above the tray by a winch, leather cuffs dangling from it.  “I can handle that.”  

“Ahh, yes,” she said, noticing the direction of my gaze.  “Well, not only do we need to lower you in, you’ll need something to hold you should the encasement cause you to lose your balance or struggle.  So we will have to restrain you.”

“Of course…you always do!”  I replied wryly.

“And we need to test the specimen against bare flesh.  So we will, of course, need you to disrobe.”

“Of course…you always do!”  I replied again in the same voice, this time with a knowing grin.

“I can take your clothing someplace safe, Agent Evangeline,” Agent D chirped.

“Thank you, Dee,” I replied, beginning to shed my skinsuit.  After slipping out of it, I removed my choker and Codex Cryptae pendant, and laid them on top of the skinsuit that Agent D had neatly folded for me.  She blushed and looked away while I stood before her in the nude.

“I’ll help you into the cuffs, Evie,” Agent J offered enthusiastically, holding out his hand for mine.

“Now, Jay, I’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” I grinned, and held his hand as I stepped into the metal tray.  He smiled and kept respectful eye contact with me, never once stealing a glance at my naked form.  Unlike many of his gawking peers.  I held my hands up over my head while he unbuckled the hanging restraints and fastened them around my wrists.

Agent J had established himself as the premier restraint designer for the Cryptae labs.  He had supervised the Cinchmaster development program since version 9009, and I was the primary test subject–so we were equally comfortable with him putting restraints on me.  Although we usually didn’t have such a large and curious audience for our testing sessions.

In fact, Agent J was probably the only man who had put me in bondage more than my partner, Will.  (To Will’s credit, he was doing his best to catch up).  I often joked with Jay that his job made him the 3rd luckiest guy in the world.  He had yet to disagree.

Just as Agent J finished securing my wrists together above me, Agent D returned with a larger container of the encasement slime.  “We’ll pour it in the tray as soon as Jay gets you lifted up out of the way.”  

“No need, Jay!”  I said, pulling myself up by the wrist restraints and tucking my knees up to my chest.  “Today is abs day anyway.  Go ahead and pour, Dee!”

I twisted my knees to one side so I could look down and see the slime being poured out into the tray.  It held a circular shape momentarily as it was poured, before spreading to the corners and flattening itself out.  While it was moving it had a greyish matte look, but when it stilled, the surface took on a shiny black gloss.  It was fascinating to watch–and more than a little creepy.

“Whenever you’re ready, Agent Evangeline,” Agent L said in an expectant tone.

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, shooting her a quick smile.  I was suddenly feeling a little bit apprehensive.  My breathing had increased and my forehead prickled with perspiration–and it wasn’t just from holding my abdominal crunch for so long.  I could feel myself clasping my hands together tensely above me.

“Are you alright, agent?”  Her words implied concern, but her tone was laced with impatience.

“I’m fine, Elle.  Just taking my time…for science, of course!  So you can all take good notes, you know?”  I put a big smile on my face and suppressed my nervousness.

“Very well,” she said curtly.  “Please enter the specimen tray.”  She sounded a lot more clinical than I’d prefer while I was about to dip my toes into what looked like a woman-eating alien goo.

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Part 2 and images coming soon!

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.’

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

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.’

Stories in the Candlelight pt.2

artwork by menchimenagerie

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

artwork by menchimenagerie

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