Practice or Pleasure?

Art by SchulzWorld

Image and more at WordPress link

Art by SchulzWorld. Go check out his page!

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Junior Agent Natalie has an insatiable curiosity and a desire to understand her kinks.

Taking advantage of some alone time in her dorm room at S.P.A.N.K. Academy, she tries out some self-bondage with her newly issued handcuffs.

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Junior Agent Natalie would never forget the day at S.P.A.N.K. Academy that trainees were issued their first set of regulation handcuffs.

She turned them over and over in her hands right there in the classroom, tracing her fingertips over the cool smooth metal and listening to the clinking of the short chain.

Nor would she ever forget the first lesson in how to put them on someone…or more precisely, she’d never forget when her training partner first put their cuffs on her.

It set off sparks inside her that she didn’t quite understand at the time. She’d felt those sparks before, but never with such a visceral connection to the moment of being restrained. She found herself breathing more deeply and involuntarily clenching her thighs together.

She fervently hoped none of her classmates noticed. She looked furtively around the room, but the only person to make eye contact was the instructor, Senior Agent Amelia Swallow.

Natalie had never seen “Hard-Ass Amy” crack a smile before, but she was pretty sure she caught a slight upturn in the lips of the attractive older instructor.

Now, back in her dorm room, Natalie sat on the edge of her bed locking and unlocking her own cuffs upon her wrists. She told herself it was just for practice, so her movements and muscle memory would be fluid. And, she thought, she should probably learn how to escape them, too.

Natalie knew her desire was for more than just practice, though. She wondered what it would be like to lock her own wrists behind her. ‘Maybe tomorrow,’ she thought.

Tonight, she had something else in mind. She set the key carefully on her nightstand and laid back on her bed. She held her cuffed hands in front of her and stared at the way the ringlets looked around her slender wrists.

She rested her hands upon her tummy, her fingers splayed out across her bare skin. Her fingertips brushed the thin waistband of her purple lace panties. She glanced at the door to make sure it was locked. ‘Am I really going to do this?  What if my roommate gets back early?

That last question stirred a different thrill inside Natalie that helped make the decision for her. She closed her eyes, and tucked her fingertips inside the lacy gusset.

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You can learn a little more about Junior Agent Natalie in her bio, here:

Big kudos to @SchulzWorld for his design work on Junior Agent Natalie and this fun self-bondage image.

Go give his page a look and check out his other fun and sexy work!

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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!

If you’d like to join us in our Agents of SPANK discord server, send me a private message.

Ginormous Thanks!

Art by Alucard’s Spirit, Art of Venus, La-Loud

Hey Kinksters,

Your birthday wishes overwhelmed me with gratitude and happiness yesterday!

You are all so good to me and made me feel so special…thank you!!!

I wanted to share just a few of the great images from yesterday.

I’ll share more later, too.

I’m only giving little thumbnails for now because I’m going to have mini-vignettes for some of them, but here are the links to my awesome friends who did the images above.

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Katie and Glob:    by AlucardsSpirit and you can see the full image here: Happy Birthday Katie

Evie in the Spider’s Lair:   by ArtofVenus   (gotta do a vignette for this one!)

Loud and Katie Day Away:    by La-Loud   (gotta do a vignette for this one, too!)

Plus, I got an awesomely hot story from my friend Rebelcommander6 that goes with an existing image…not sure I can share the whole story, but perhaps a snippet or two with the image later this week.

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I’ll share more, keep an eye out!

And don’t forget tomorrow is #QBTuesday – another saucy caption challenge tomorrow.

Thank you again, you awesome kinksters

YEAH, BLUE!

Art by Alucard’s Spirit

Woooo! GO BLUE!! 

I don’t often gloat on like this but this one was special and so much fun to watch today.

Not just watching my team beat their arch-rivals, but a beat-down…for the second year in a row…clinching a division title…clinching a berth in the playoffs…becoming the #2 team in the country…when they were 8 point underdogs given no chance…

Woooo!  So relieved and proud of my boys.

Next up, conference championship next Saturday and Playoffs Dec 31st.

AND…just so you know…if they had lost, I would have had to post Cheer Katie wearing a red collar…so we’re ALL glad we don’t have to see that, right?…ummm…I think we’re glad?

Say it with me…it’s great…to be…a Michigan Wolverine!

Junior Agent Natalie of S.P.A.N.K.

Art by SchulzWorld

Image and more at WordPress link

Art by SchulzWorld. Go check out his page!

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Introducing Junior Agent Natalie ‘Nat’ Clerye, Agent Swallow’s protege!

SchulzWorld approached me a little while ago and suggested creating something in the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. world. We decided to choose an underdeveloped character and explore her a little bit. He did all the design and development work and I think she turned out great – I’m looking forward to seeing her adventures!

And here’s a little bio I put together for her:

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Name:  Natalie Clerye

Nickname:  Nat

Country Origin: USA

Age:  23

Height: 5’4”

Job: Junior Agent in Specialist Training in her 3rd year at Academy, Agents of S.P.A.N.K.

Personality type: INFP

Interests/Hobbies: Typically engages in solitary activities: reading, research, gathering knowledge and context, and with an insatiable curiosity. Creative and artistic, writing and designing as an outlet for her self-expression.

Dom/Sub:  Acutely aware of her submissive tendencies and fascinated by them, she is introspective about her kinks and seeking to understand them so she can come to terms with them. She learns as much by reading and observing as she does through experience, but she will not shy away from an opportunity to indulge or explore her submissive desires.

From her Academy File:

Though the petite and pretty Junior Agent Natalie comes off as quiet or reserved, she is more capable and intelligent than most give her credit for. She tends to hang around the edge of important cases and activities and happily contributes in supporting roles.

After excelling in her first two years at academy and hungry to learn and contribute, Natalie studies up on current cases and operations and provides quality analytics and logistical recommendations. Her attention to details has proven valuable in surveillance and investigative activities.

Young and idealistic, one of Natalie’s greatest strengths and values to the agency is her belief in the cause. She firmly believes that each person must find their own path in life and feel empowered to express themselves. Her own experiences with repression and kink-shaming has led her to advocate for and protect the rights of others.

This dedication has been noticed by Senior Agent Amelia Swallow and others, who have great faith in her ability to become a full-fledged agent once she gains confidence through more field operational experience and more exposure to perilous and/or high-stakes scenarios.

She is one of the most tech-savvy upperclassmen of SPANK Academy, and has some contacts in the hacking and gaming subculture. Her greatest weakness is lack of confidence and her reliance on facts and data over people and personal connections.

Natalie has a handful of very close intimate friends and would rather spend an evening hanging out with them gaming or drinking than go out and party or be in large groups.

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Thanks again to SchulzWorld for his design work on Junior Agent Natalie. Go give his page a look and check out his other work!

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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!

If you’d like to join us in our Agents of SPANK discord server, send me a private message.

Agent Katie’s TOE-tal Failure

Art by Alucard’s Spirit

Full image and more at WordPress link

Trapped by an intruder with a fetish, will Agent Katie remain ‘fleet of foot,’ or will she suffer a ‘toe-tal failure?’

Oh I think we all know the answer to that…

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Thursday night, and another long day at work likely to be followed by another lost evening staring at the laptop screen, waiting for the words to flow.

I needed to do something to change my routine, get myself in the mood. I poured myself a glass of pinot noir and headed to my comfy writing nook in my home office. After lighting a scented candle I set my laptop on my bistro table and pushed the stiff wooden chair away in favor of my overstuffed leather ‘writing chair.’

‘Perhaps if I put on something sexy that will get me in the mood to write,’ I thought. ‘Even if only for myself.’  I shed my work clothes and put on a navy blue open-front babydoll negligee and thong. I decided to forgo the heels, preferring to pad around in bare feet. 

I was making my way back when I heard noises. I stealthily made my way down the hall and glanced through the door to my office. I stared, shocked, as an intruder rummaged through my desk drawers. 

I could see my open laptop and phone on the table by the window – not doing me any good there! I watched silently for a few more seconds while trying to figure out what to do. 

Just as I prepared to step away and call for help, I felt something solid poke under my ribs from behind.

‘Fuck…there are two of them…’

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For the next half hour I struggled in bondage, seated in the bistro chair with a rope harness criss-crossing my chest and breasts, and my bound wrists attached to a crotch-rope from behind.  These intruders were either eagle scouts, or kinky, or both. 

I kicked and twisted my feet but the ropes at my ankles were as snug as the ones around the rest of me. If anything, the guy binding my legs spent a little extra time neatly wrapping the ropes and handling (and staring at) my bare feet. I squirmed involuntarily as his fingertips ‘just happened’ to trace across my soles and under my toes.

Worse, during my struggles the front of my negligee had parted, leaving little of me to the imagination. Any further struggling was likely to result in a wardrobe malfunction. I sighed with a loud ‘mmmhh!’ into my gag and tried to get comfortable on the stiff chair.

I could only watch in frustration as my captors went through my laptop and phone. I resisted giving up the passwords, of course, even when they threatened to rough me up. “Muhk hew!” was my repeated reply to their insistent demands.

Then they realized they could just unlock the laptop with my fingerprint and get into my phone using facial recognition – my stupid phone unlocked even though I was gagged!!

Eventually, they figured they’d gotten everything they could from my office. The first one left to search the rest of the house. The second one, the one who had enjoyed binding my feet, sat down in my writing chair and stared at me.

“Let’s play a game,” he said. He put my phone face up on the floor several inches in front of my feet. “If you can reach somebody and ask for help, my partner and I will be forced to leave right away. If you can’t…well, then maybe we’ll stick around a while.”

“Muhk hew!” I muttered again. I figured, though, even if he was lying it was better to try something than sit here doing nothing. Even if doing something meant giving him a nice jiggle show. I scooted forward in the chair and leaned my body back so I could stretch my feet for the phone.

Obviously facial recognition wouldn’t open it now, so with a dainty pointed foot and one extended toe, I tried to press in the right spots on the screen to enter my passcode.

After three failed attempts to enter my six digits correctly, I began to panic that my phone would lock up. Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead and upper chest while I concentrated and stretched as far as I could. I grunted and ‘mmmphed’  with the effort.

On the fourth try, it opened!  Now I just needed to try and place a call…I wasn’t sure my toes were dextrous enough to send a text! And I didn’t think Siri was smart enough to translate gag-speak.

I tried the speed dial button for Director Alucard, knowing he was fluent in gag-speak and would be able to help. Unfortunately I missed, and started a face-time call with him instead. Immediately I could see images of my own feet on the screen – in extreme closeup!

I saw his face appear on the screen and then his eyes went wide as he saw my bare soles and wiggling toes on his own screen. He stared for a minute, stunned, and then grinned.  I heard him say, ”very funny, Agent Katie, see you at work tomorrow”…and then he hung up!

I wailed in frustration into my gag as the call disconnected. Chagrined, I looked up expecting to see my captor grinning mockingly – and saw that he’d been recording me on his own phone!

“Well, you tried,” he said, scooping up my phone from the floor. “I‘m actually pretty impressed. You almost won. But since your director said, ‘see you at work tomorrow…I guess that means we have all night to hang out together.”

“Muhk hew,” I repeated while glaring at him. Then both of us looked to the door as we heard his partner return.

The second intruder was carrying a familiar tote, and I groaned loudly into my gag when I saw what it was. ‘Nnnnnnohh, nnnohhh,’ I muttered, shaking my head.

“Hey, this chick is super kinky!” the second intruder exclaimed excitedly. “Look at all these toys and bondage stuff she had hidden in her bedroom closet!”

It was going to be a long, long night…

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Enjoy the image?  Go check out more from Alucard.

Not sure yet if this will have a follow up, or remain a fun one-off image.

If you want to see more of this one, let Alucard and me know.

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!

If you’d like to join us in our Agents of SPANK discord server, send me a private message.

Andromeda Roleplay – QB Tuesday #04

Artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

“I always wanted to be Andromeda…but I don’t remember Clash of the Titans quite like this!!”

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I’m sure all you creative kinksters out there can come up with an even BETTER caption than that!

SHOW ME! Add your caption in the comments below and I’ll give shoutouts to my favorites on the next post!

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Today’s post is the fourth of a new experiment, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”

It’s a little something I’m testing in conjunction with my collaborator and friend @CallMePlisskin Go check out his #TuesdayTease – 004 – Caption this! on his page.

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As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by my friend @Rob66 :

“Is that ALL you’ve got?”

Demi-Size Domme – QB Tuesday #03

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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator AlucardsSpirit 

If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
And watch for another #QBTuesday image next week.

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Catsuit Crew Captive

Art by Alucard’s Spirit

Full image and more at WordPress link

Agent Katie investigates the Catsuit Crew and tries to rescue her former recruit – who seems to have been brainwashed by the Crew.

Will she complete her mission? Or will she be fitted for a catsuit of her own?

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I sipped my coffee and sighed while staring at the open case files on my screen. The mug shot of a sultry redhead stared back at me, the sadness in her expression tugging at my conscience.

Lacey had been one of my best recent recruiting prospects. As a college grad, an athlete, and a successful fetish model and adult film actress, she had a lot to offer as an Agent of S.P.A.N.K. 

Plus she looked stunning in a bikini and could drink me under the table. Those were also valuable qualities for a S.P.A.N.K. agent.

And then…she had suddenly disappeared, without a trace. Weeks later, I was still studying her files, hoping to find a lead of any sort, trying to figure out what happened to her.

I was pulled from my deep thoughts when a new email alert pinged. It read: ‘Footage you’ll want to see. The Catsuit Crew hit another bank.’

I clicked the attachment to find security footage from the bank. Four female figures in masks and slinky shiny black catsuits appeared on camera. I saw a flash of bright red hair. It was Lacey! 

The all-girl Catsuit Crew received a lot of attention for their brazen crimes. It certainly didn’t hurt that they were all supermodel hot with perfect hair and dressed in black leather. The security guard handed over his gun and got on his knees without even being told to!

I’d seen the tall blonde, the slender brunette, and the curvy girl with the spiky platinum hair in other crime footage. Lacey moved smoothly in unison with the others as if they’d been a practiced squad forever.

We’d linked the Catsuit Crew to a legitimate modeling and talent agency. That must have been how they found Lacey. I did a little more digging and discovered that their agency was holding a model recruiting event on the local college campus tomorrow night. 

Time for some undercover work!

It had been a while since I’d done any fetish modeling myself. Well, voluntarily, anyway. If you knew where to look on the internet, you could find plenty of content featuring me – photos, video and audio – taken in ‘less than voluntary’ circumstances.

I glanced down at myself in my typical short black skirt and my white fitted blouse that showed off plenty of cleavage. I bet I could still rock a bikini and heels and strut on a catwalk. 

I wondered if I could still rock a black leather catsuit, too.

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An hour into the recruiting event, I found myself in an interview with Lexi, a spunky girl with platinum blond hair in a side-undercut style. She was definitely one of the women in the bank surveillance video – she was unmasked tonight, but she was wearing the same leather catsuit!

“You’re a little…old…for a college girl,” she said matter-of-factly.

“I’m a grad student,” I replied quickly. “And I do have some…on-camera experience.”

She raised one eyebrow at my phrasing. “Voluntarily, I hope.”

“Mostly.” I said with a wink.

She giggled. “Well, you’ve done well in all the interviews so far, and you do fill out that bikini rather nicely.” She paused to look me up and down again. “If you’ll follow me into the back hall, we have one more test before we can offer you a contract.”

Without waiting for my agreement, she turned and held a door open for me. I stepped through, my eyes drawn down a curving hallway with odd green lighting. I was so intrigued by the strange passageway that I didn’t notice the red haired woman until I collided with her.

“Agent Katie,” Lacey said with a patronizing sneer. “Isn’t this ironic? You worked so hard to recruit me into S.P.A.N.K., and yet it’s been so effortless to turn you to our side.”

Lacey’s mocking words helped me quickly overcome my shock. “Turn me?” I shot back. “I’m here to bust up your little crime ring, not join you.”

“Oh I think you’ll see things differently soon,” I heard Lexi say from directly behind me. She grasped one arm while Lacey moved to grab hold of my other. “A couple days in the mind-reconditioning device and you’ll be one of us.”

“Yes, one of us,” Lacey added in what seemed a reflexive response. “The mind-molder helped me see the way, to become one of us.”

Together they turned me and began to propel me down the hall. I felt Lexi’s hand slip around my breast and give it a firm squeeze. “Oh yes,” she cooed. “We’re going to have so much fun with you, once you’re one of us.”

“One of us,” Lacey repeated. “Now, what size catsuit do you wear?”

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Enjoy the image?  Go check out more from Alucard.

Not sure yet if this will have a follow up, or remain a fun one-off image.

If you want to see more of this one, let Alucard and me know.

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!

If you’d like to join us in our Agents of SPANK discord server, send me a private message.

Demi-Sized Domme – QB Tuesday #03

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

“My new domme was petite, with delicate features and a deliberate touch – and somehow that made her all the more intimidating.”

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I’m sure all you creative kinksters out there can come up with an even BETTER caption than that!

SHOW ME! Add your caption in the comments below and I’ll give shoutouts to my favorites on the next post!

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Today’s post is the latest of a new experiment, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”

It’s a little something I’m testing in conjunction with my collaborator and friend @CallMePlisskin

Go check out his Tuesday Tease – 003 on his page.

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As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by my friend @jonut21:

“So you’re serious? Victoria secret is selling rope and they need models?”

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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator WareWolfBarmitzvah

If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
And watch for another #QBTuesday image next week.

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Research Session – QB Tuesday #02

Artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

“Trust me, I’ll describe the bondage scene in our collaboration so much better with a little more research.”

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I’m sure all you creative kinksters out there can come up with an even BETTER caption than that!

SHOW ME! Add your caption in the comments below and I’ll give shoutouts to my favorites on the next post!

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Today’s post is the second of a new experiment, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”

It’s a little something I’m testing in conjunction with my collaborator and friend CallMePlisskin

Go check out his #TuesdayTease – 002 – Caption this! on his page.

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As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by my friend durrik :

“You didn’t tell me about the cloth eating jellyfish!’

Evie Nude Beach – QB #01

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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator AlucardsSpirit 

If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
And watch for another #QBTuesday image next week.

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Mistaken Identity

Art by Alucard’s Spirit

Full image and more at WordPress link

Clayface does NOT like Halloween…impersonation is HIS shtick!

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“Get back here, Canary!” Clayface roared.

“I’m not Black Canary!” I shrieked as I ran. “It’s just a costume…I was on my way to a party!”

“Nice try, Canary…I’m not buying it.” Sticky globs of clay caught at my ankles and tripped me to the pavement. I landed hard and skidded.

“OWWW!!! Dammit! I think you tore my fishnets! And if you scuffed my leather jacket, I’ll…”

“You’ll do nothing, I have you now, Canary!” he paused. “Hey, you changed your look. I like the glasses!”

“It’s Halloween, dumbass!…everyone is dressed up as someone else…MMMMMPH!!!”  I was silenced by a splat of something covering my mouth. At least it wasn’t white and sticky this time. But it smelled so much worse…

“That should keep that smart mouth of yours quiet.” he taunted. He picked me up effortlessly and tossed me over – well, INTO, his shoulder. My wrists were pinned behind me by more globs of his muddy flesh. And I could feel the grip of his ‘hand’ over my ass!

He brought me inside some building and sat me down on a chair, my wrists and ankles glued to the back and legs with rings of his smelly clay. “You can sit here while I figure out what to do with you.”

I mmmphed and glared at him while he looked me up and down. “Wait. You’re really not Canary, are you?

“Mmeh ‘ollh ‘oooo!”

“Huh.  So that Halloween party story was true, too?”

“Esssh!”

“Huh. Well, I don’t like it. I don’t like Halloween either. Everyone thinks they can just go around impersonating people. That’s my gig!”

“Emmm ‘orrryh?”

“Whatever. You sit here and think about what you’ve done. I’ll be back.”

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I was stuck in the chair for close to an hour, wriggling energetically and trying to break free, to no avail. His clay had hardened and clung to me, sealing to the chair securely. I wonder if all parts of him get firm and hard, andNO!!!  STOP thinking like that!!!  Seriously, Katie, what is wrong with you??

My self-scolding was interrupted when my partner Susan came rushing into the room. My happiness to see her was momentarily derailed by the sight of her in her Halloween costume.

Susan was a gorgeous hardbodied bombshell on an average day; in a cowgirl outfit with shorty-shorts, a red plaid woven shirt knotted above her bare midriff, and her flowing blonde hair, she was utterly stunning. And where did she get those sexy boots??

“There you are!” she scoffed at me. “How did you get in trouble on the way to a party?” It took some time, but she freed me from the clay somehow.

“How did you find me??” I asked her. “Oh, and thanks, by the way.”

“Tracking chip in your costume.” she replied nonchalantly, helping me to my feet.

“You’re tracking me?? Wait…so you know…”

“Yeah, I know where you spent last night. We can talk about how much of security risk random hook-ups are later. Let’s get out of here, and get to the party, ok? I assume you still want to go?”

“Of course I do! I’m the Queen of Halloween, after all.”

“Alright, let’s get out of here before that mountain of mud comes back.”

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In another room of Clayface’s lair, a stunning bombshell blonde squirmed and writhed in bonds of clay that held her to a thick post. She screamed into a thick brown gag, but barely any sound made it through the hardened mud.

Her writhing had popped all the buttons on the plaid top of her cowgirl costume (although the buttons had been working overtime already and were doomed to fail). Her heaving chest was bare except for traces of mud that looked suspiciously like groping hand prints…

‘Dammit, Katie,’ Susan angrily thought. ‘How can you get us in this much trouble on the way to a silly party?’

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I hope you enjoyed this little slice of a Halloween tale and the fun artwork by AlucardsSpirit.

Many of you who know me know that Halloween is my favorite holiday of the year, and I usually go all out on decor and creating a haunted garage for kids in my neighborhood to enjoy.

I usually do some specific stories and commission some artwork for Halloween too, I even got a group of friends to collaborate on a whole set of stories one year. This year, I don’t know…for reasons, I’ve had trouble getting into the spirit and I almost let the holiday pass without doing any posts at all.

Fortunately my friend Alucard picked me up out of my depressed funk, brushed me off, and kicked me in the ass to work with him on this little fun Agent Katie as Black Canary image. He knows she’s my favorite superheroine and the only one I’ve ever cosplayed.

(although some would consider CallMePlisskin ‘s Captain Catherine a superheroine, and I did go as her for Halloween last year)

;)

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Enjoy the image?  Go check out more from Alucard.

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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!

If you’d like to join us in our Agents of SPANK discord server, send me a private message.