“Agent Katie, report to my office,” Director Alucard barked through the phone.
“I have a new position in mind for you.”
Uh, oh. I must be in trouble again. To try and soften him up, I brought him a drink on a small tray. But when I went to set it on his side table, I saw that it was gone. In its place was a heavy eye-hook set into the floor.
“Umm…what happened to your end table?” I asked, sensing he was up to something…again…
“Ah, yes, my end table…I’m glad that you asked…”he replied with a devilish grin.
Well, he hadn’t been lying…he DID have a new position in mind for me…
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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 a shoutout to my favorites on the next post!
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Today’s post is the 30th of a series,“Quick Bites Tuesday.”
Credit to @CallMePlisskin for the original idea for the series.
MASSIVE thank you to my artist partners who have collaborated with me on this series!!
Thanks to all of you, 2023 is the BEST…YEAR…EVER!!!
There were a few really good quotes last week, but here’s my favorite from @dungeonguy59
“Ummm, I was already wet enough when the chains went on.”
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This sexy kinky fun times image is from my friend and collaborator @AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go check out his page for even more kinky fun times!
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! Thank you for making this the BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Determined to track down the mysterious (and kinky) Greeblies, Agent Katie checks into The Manor to investigate the connection between the ‘Sinister Sisters & Assistants’ d/b/a ‘The Manor,’ and ‘Jonut 21, LLC.’
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I didn’t set out to investigate Jonut21, and certainly not the Sinister Sisters of the Manor.
But a good agent is a curious agent, and a good agent follows the clues that their curiosity uncovers. And my curiosity has never let me down before! Or almost never. Well, perhaps occasionally it got me into a little trouble. And a little bondage. Or discipline and submission.
So win-win, really!
You know that saying, ‘curiosity killed the cat?’ Well, for me it’s more like ‘curiosity compromised the Katie.’
So anyway…after another particularly rigorous ‘kinky sexy fun time’ in the hands of the Greeblies, (and also a couple goblins and a horny toad), my curiosity demanded that I trace those little creatures back to their origins (and not at all because I thought maaaybe I might end up in their clutches again).
And though the kinky little creeps were insidious chaotic creatures of mischief, they also had to answer to somebody…but to whom? If I could identify who they worked for, I could totally avoid running into them accidentally on purpose.
Before hitting the field work, I did some computer-assisted digging. And no, that’s not a euphemism for surfing kinky websites (though I totally did that, too). Wouldn’t you know, there were random references to ‘Greeblies’ here and there. Indexing and cross-referencing the mentions brought up a rather strange related reference: “SS&A, d/b/a The Manor.”
‘The Manor.’ Where had I heard that before? Oh yes…it was a common thread in some unusual behavior among some of the female personalities of DA. Several well-known personalities such as @Chickfighter , @CalamityConcepts , @Lady-Distracto , and even the Colt Sisters had all disappeared for a couple days before their eventual return.
When asked where they’d been, they would reply ‘The Manor,’ often with a blush on their cheeks and a faraway look in their eyes. When pressured for details, answers varied from ‘none of your business,’ to ‘it’s personal,’ to ‘due to an NDA and advice of counsel, I can’t say more.’
This new information revved up my curiosity. I needed to learn more for myself. A little more digging revealed that ‘SS&A’ referred to ‘Sinister Sisters & Assistants, who were the proprietors of an exclusive boutique hotel listed as – wouldn’t you know it – ‘The Manor.’
That alone would have been plenty to go on, but one further nugget of information sealed my curiosity tighter than a thick leather collar with a locking buckle on a six foot lead. ‘SS&A’ was a subsidiary of ‘Jonut21 LLC.’ His status as a villain – albeit a quite pleasant, generous and handsome one – wrapped up all the other connections into a tight little constrictor knot.
(you’ll have to pardon all my bdsm metaphors, I always get a little wound up before field work).
Anywhoo, the website for ‘The Manor’ showed a perfectly normal looking little Victorian house converted into a cute boutique B&B (I’m fairly certain B&G was a typo on their site). There were various special packages offered, from spa treatments to wardrobe consultations to etiquette and deportment training, to an intriguing offering called ‘dinner and a show-off.’
I wasn’t sure what to choose, so I selected the ‘Surprise Me Combo’ and booked a two night stay in ‘The Red Room.’ It was a curious name for a B&B room, which usually had names like ‘the lilac room’ and such, but the listing said it featured ‘the most unique furniture you’ve ever seen!’ so I just had to check it out.
I cleared my appointments for the long holiday weekend, set up my email and voicemail to be auto-forwarded to Junior Agent Blair Morris, and headed out for some investigating! I was determined to be the bottom, I mean, get to the bottom of this mystery!
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As expected, The Manor appeared to be a perfectly normal little Victorian B&B. It was neat, tidy, and well maintained – although a bit dated looking. Upon stepping inside, I got that curious sense of a place being much larger on the inside than it appears on the outside.
The Sisters were warm and welcoming, if a bit odd and eccentric looking. They definitely needed to get out in the sun a bit more! And they had such a curious way of speaking; their word choices always seemed a bit off, much like the typos on their website such as ‘B&G’ instead of ‘B&B.’
For example, they said, ‘let’s get you checked out,’ instead of ‘checked in.’ They ushered me into a parlor for registration, which they referred to as the ‘induction room.’ They also told me not to worry about my luggage, their ‘trans-porters’ would ‘manhandle’ it for me.
I didn’t get a good look at the porters; they were small and quick – they must have been the nieces or nephews of the proprietresses. The sisters assured me that their ‘little helpers’ would be right back with some ‘welcoming accessories.’ I assumed they meant ‘amenities.’
“We’re so pleased you’ve come to investigateThe Manor, lovely Miss Katie.” The tall slender sister spoke in a precise, clipped tone. Despite her kind words, she looked disapprovingly at my typical outfit of tailored jacket and blouse over black skirt. “That is quite snug and revealing apparel you wear.”
“Uh…this? This is just my work uniform?” I tried in vain to cover my surprise at her choice of words. “Well, um…yes, I’ve been eager to ‘check out’ your lovely establishment. I uh…am looking forward to some rest and pampering this holiday weekend!”
“Oh yes, yes!” the other sister gushed. The shorter and more heavy-set sister circled closer around me, also seeming to be checking out my appearance. “We’re delighted you chose our most comprehensive package. Rest assured, we won’t hold anything back to make sure you get the full experience you deserve!”
Both sisters edged closer to me. I became a little uneasy as they started to move behind me, but I wasn’t really alarmed until I felt the taller sister’s surprisingly strong grip on my upper arms.
“Uh…wait…what’s…what are you doing?” I stammered. I had a bad feeling about this. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the two porters return – they were Greeblies, with eager grins on their faces – and carrying restraints!
“Relax, Miss Katie,” the slender sister ordered in a firm tone. “You said in your request that you wanted to ‘let go’ and give yourself over to The Manor, and you shall – we shall give you the VIP treatment, as it were.”
“Yes, yes!” the shorter sister enthused. “Just relax and let us take good care of you!”
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for the gift!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
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! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
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.
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‘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.
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Our intrepid (and sexy AF) agents are conditioned to resist…but will they accept Countessa’s offer of relief??
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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
And hey – this ain’t over yet – look for part 9 soon!
This image is from a pivotal scene in the ‘Agent Katie is the Test Subject’ series by @vrobx1 :
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Agent Katie shuddered and swallowed as the sensations changed, moaning in abandonment as the orgasms became even more intense. Her screams of lust filled the room. She tossed her head back and sucked a deep breath.
“Fuck…please…I…I need a break!”
Her mind was going pink.
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That moment and those words from the story by vrobx1 stuck with me: “Her mind was going pink.”
Not ‘blank,’ or ‘black,’ or even ‘fuzzy.’
In the story she’s falling under the seductive influence of Rhapsodie, a powerful potion with a pink hue.
vrobx1 created this image to try and represent that moment Agent Katie was losing her grip on reality.
The swirling colors around her – and in her hair – give a sense of the psychotropic effects of the potion upon her.
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vrobx1 has crafted the prologue and first five chapters of what is sure to be an epic Agent Katie and Agents of S.P.A.N.K. story.
His writing style is fun and fast paced, yet provides lots of sexy saucy kinky fun details. And it is HOTT!!
To accompany his spicy story, he’s been experimenting with blending AI styles to create some very unique looks for AK and the other characters.
Please go check out this awesome kinky sexy fun series, and his other Agents of SPANK character, Blair .
Prologue:
Chapters 1-5:
1. 2. 3. 4. 5.
Agent Blair Morris intro and story:
1. 2.
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vrobx1 is an artist who is primarily a writer – who then began creating artwork for his own stories.
You’ll see from his page he’s not just churning out dozens of cookie-cutter AI images with the same model over and over. He’s adding a genuine artistic flair to his work, and displays some nice variety on his pages.
Though I’ve not known him very long, he’s brought an infectious enthusiasm to our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. server and to the comments sections of my DA posts.Please go check out his work and give him some positive reinforcement!
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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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Author Katie takes a break from writing to stroll on the beach – covering up with her favorite blue kimono mini-dress.
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The rented condo in the exclusive beachside resort was the perfect place for me to rejuvenate myself and get some focused writing done. It had already been a productive day; dozens of pages had flown from my fingertips – despite the distraction of the condo’s stunning view of the ocean, or the sounds of the crashing surf.
I figured it was time for a well-deserved break. Besides, the cleaning crew would be there to refresh and restock the condo for the remainder of my stay. I’d feel awkward if I was hanging out there while they worked, as well as unproductive. So why not head on down to the beach for a stroll and maybe even a quick dip?
I donned my cute pink bikini and my chunky-soled sandals and prepared to head out. I paused for a moment though, remembering the last time I’d slinked down to the beach in only my bikini. Apparently some of the other, more prudish residents had complained that I was in violation of some HOA rules on ‘appropriate apparel in public spaces.’
At the time I really felt bad for the gentleman from the facility management team. He had to take a break from supervising his service crews to come intercept me on my way back from the beach. He pulled up in his golf cart, blocking my path, and asked politely if he could speak with me about a homeowner complaint.
Alright, I’ll be the first to admit my bikini was a little snug and a little light on coverage. I have to give him credit, he managed to keep from openly gawking at me, but I could see the flush in his cheeks and the sparks in his eyes as he stole quick looks when he thought I was glancing away. But he was a perfect gentleman about it – and handsome, too.
I would LOVE it, I thought, if I ran into him again (and got to enjoy making him nervous while he was stealing glances again). Walking out in my bikini again might be the best way to ensure that happened. But I didn’t want to cause him – or myself – any trouble with the other homeowners.
So I went into my closet and pulled out one of my favorite beach cover-ups, a navy-blue-and-lavender floral print kimono mini-dress. It was comfy to wear, stretchy and satin smooth, and with beautiful high slits and cut-outs in all the right places! And the cheongsam-style button collar drew the fabric in to hug my curves sensually.
In my personal opinion, it was almost as alluring and eye-catching as the bikini alone – and yet, wouldn’t run afoul of those stuffy HOA rules!
I grabbed my woven jute beach bag and sunglasses and set out on the walkway between the condos that lead to the beach access. I hadn’t gone far when I heard the familiar hum of an electric golf cart coming up behind me. I turned and lowered my sunglasses, movie-star style, to catch the eyes of the handsome facilities manager.
“Oh dear…” I cooed in a playful tone. “Are you here to check up on my attire? Or perhaps inspect me for wardrobe malfunctions?”
His face flushed again while he flashed a big smile. “Uh, no, Miss…” he said in an equally playful tone. “I’m just watching to make sure you get down to the beach safely. You know, there have been reports of space toads and froglins accosting beautiful women such as yourself…”
“You just made that up…there are no such things as froglins or space toads, are there? Those are just creatures dreamed up to fuel women’s fantasies of being abducted by mischievous creatures, right?”
The man grinned broadly and winked. “Maybe they are, maybe they aren’t…but why risk it?” He patted the bench seat next to him. “How about I give you a ride down to the beach, just to be on the safe side?”
“What a chivalrous gentleman you are,” I smirked back at him while taking a seat beside him. “Onward, my gallant knight!”
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The little pink bikini in question:
And froglin abductions aren’t totally unheard of around here:
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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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Agents Katie and Susan wondered why none of the guards or security systems were reacting to two distracting blondes desperately running through the enemy fortress…and then suddenly – too late – it made sense.
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.
Not essential, but I recommend checking out parts 1-5 first:
and and and and and
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I had given up trying to explain myself to Susan so I could focus on our escape.
Running on the polished floors in these silly heels took a lot of focus, too, and so did trying to keep up with my angry and single-minded partner – who was running in bare feet.
Perhaps the guards were too busy whacking off on their monitors?
At every turn and intersection there was always at least one open door, allowing us to get further and further away from the cell blocks. I’d lost track of the turns and direction we were headed, just thankful it was away.
Just how big was this complex?
It was far too late when I had the realization we were being led, or rather, herdedsomewhere specific. So it wasn’t a total surprise when the floor opened up beneath us and Susan and I began to fall.
A shock still, for certain, but one that came with a ‘oh fuck, why didn’t I see this coming’ feeling.
That, and ‘why is the floor at the bottom of this pit glowing green??’
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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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
And hey – this ain’t over yet – look for part 8 soon!
and it will continue…keep an eye on Alucard’s pages.
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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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
In a private room in The Manor, Countessa and Madame No prepare to put Agent Katie’s resistance (or lack thereof) to the test.
And while they appear to be well equipped with ‘tools of the trade’ for effective questioning, Agent Katie is beginning to wonder if they have interrogation in mind – or maybe just a long night of toying with and tormenting their captive plaything.
After all, it’s been well over an hour and they have yet to ask a single question…
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Gosh it sure was generous of @jonut21 to provide a nice quiet space for the two I-PRUDE villains to have uninterrupted fun.
Such a gracious host, preparing a well-appointed soundproofed room and a rolling cart of supplies.
One wonders just what is in it for @jonut21 – what have Madame No and Countessa promised him in exchange?
A HD recording of the night’s activities?
A front row seat?
Or taking possession of Agent Katie when they’re done?
What’s that he said? “All of the above?”
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for the gift!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with the Greebs!
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Meet the newest rookie Junior Agent of S.P.A.N.K., Blair Morris, letting the sun kiss her perfect skin on a beach (in an undisclosed location).
Her first mission didn’t exactly go as planned (A Cosplay Concern by vrobx1 on DeviantArt) but the young woman is sure to learn from her mistakes and be more successful in her next mission.
Or, end up bound and gagged at the mercy of some other villain.
With rookie agents, it can go either way…oh who am I kidding, we all know which way it’s going to go!
Today is the seventh in a new series where I’ll feature images from one of my artist friends.
Today’s spotlight is on @vrobx1 , an artist who is primarily a writer – who then began creating artwork for his own stories.
He’s been experimenting with blending AI styles to create some very unique looks.
You’ll see from his page he’s not just churning out dozens of cookie-cutter AI images with the same model over and over.
He’s adding a genuine artistic flair to his work, and displays some nice variety on his pages.
Though I’ve not known him very long, he’s brought an infectious enthusiasm to our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. server and to the comments sections of my DA posts.
He recently asked if he could create his own Junior Agent character and have her inhabit the AoS world.
And he’s done so carefully and respectfully, trying to learn the lore and canon to ensure Blair fits in well.
Blair has already starred in one full story about her first mission on an undercover modeling gig:
And then in another quick vignette from another probationary mission, where she may have been a little too eager to impress the senior agents:
And her significant other, Julia, is part of Blair’s second story, to be published soon…watch @vrobx1 for its release!
He also writes stories for some other DA personalities such as @Cecyme and @DaisyPierce2000
And he has his own squad of superheroines, the Freedom Force!
PLEASE go check outvrobx1‘s page, take a good look around, and give him some positive reinforcement!
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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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Lexi indulges a craving to do a kidnap roleplay with Agent Katie, a scene that’s familiar to both of them...
“Lexi, I get captured pretty much on the daily in my regular job – and now you want to kidnap me for fun at night, too??”
“I’ve been having this really intense fantasy, Katie…I’m like this sexy slinky thief, and this hottie secret agent keeps messing up my plans, so I strip her and tie her up and take her back to my hideout.”
“Ohhhh…” I felt a thrill race through my body. It was just like what happened to me just days ago. I’d interrupted this sultry cat-burglar, ‘Lynx,’ and she had knocked me out, stripped me, gagged and roped me up tight! The only difference was that she left me to untie myself before the security guards found me…and of course, they found me first.
Lexi couldn’t know that I was having intense fantasies about Lynx the cat-burglar catching me again, tying me up, and having her way with me for hours. That wasn’t something I could admit to my girlfriend Lexi…I wouldn’t want to hurt her feelings or make her jealous.
But now that she wanted to roleplay something similar with me, it was arousing those fantasies all over again.
“Ok, Lexi, let’s have some fun…how do you want to start?”
“I want you to put on a slinky dress and heels, or maybe a tight blouse and skirt, and go down to the parking garage. I’m going to put on something special and meet you down there.”
I smiled brightly and gave her a kiss. “Right away, ma’am,” I purred. I loved it when Lexi was so direct with what she wanted and expected from me. It was one of the things that attracted me to her the most.
I decided to put on the same blue dress I’d worn to the bank where I met the cat-burglar. And this time, without any panties or bra to get in the way. I approached my car in the garage cautiously, but I didn’t see anything amiss. Lexi’s little speedster car was parked right next to mine.
A hand clamped around my throat and the cool metal barrel of a gun poked into my ribs. “You’ve messed up my plans for the last time, Agent Katie,” my assailant growled in my ear. My knees turned to jelly and I felt a flush of arousal.
“Wait,” I emoted, “You don’t have to do this…”
She turned me around and pressed me back against the trunk of her car. Lexi was dressed in snug-fitting capri-cut black jeans, a strappy black bustier, and platform sandals. She reminded me so much of Lynx, I practically swooned again.
“Take off your dress,” she commanded, pointing a pistol at me. Even though I knew it had to be fake, it looked real enough! I slipped off my dress and let it fall to the ground. As I stepped out of it, I saw Lexi looking me up and down appreciatively. “Decided to go commando, huh? Good choice…lose the heels, too, I want to see those sexy bare feet of yours.”
“Whatever you say….I’m cooperating…really, you don’t have to do this.”
“Ahh, but I want to…turn around, put your hands on the trunk!”
I complied immediately, and then Lexi’s hand between my shoulder blades pressed me down, my bare chest splaying across the smooth surface. She pulled my wrists behind me and began to wrap them with tape.
I fidgeted nervously, worried someone else would see me bent over her car naked while she tied me up. Fortunately, no one else came by, and she wrapped up my ankles without interruption – then plastered a swatch of duct tape over my mouth.
I mmmphed loudly when she grasped a handful of my hair and pulled me upright. My heavy breathing made the tape over my face flutter. I stared at her wide-eyed as she held me with one hand and popped open the trunk with the other. She was being so forceful and strong, I could barely control my desire for her – I felt the urge to lean forward into her half-naked body.
“Get in.” She commanded. I looked at her questioningly, but there was resolve in her eyes. She didn’t care if I had difficulty getting into the trunk while bound…she wanted to watch me struggle!
I turned and placed my rear on the lower lip of the trunk opening, and tried to ease myself down into the dark cubby below me. My rear slid in fine, and I ducked my head to avoid the trunk lid, but then I fell awkwardly onto my back. She laughed as I wriggled around trying to bend and pull my legs inside.
Lexi loomed over me, grinning wickedly. “Now you just wait, little miss spy, until I get you alone back at my lair…I’m going to have my way with you for hours!” She delivered her line with such enthusiasm I completely forgot she was acting…she sounded very excited to do exactly what she was saying!
I figured she’d find a way to get me back up to the bedroom now – so I was quite surprised when she slammed the lid closed over me. I mmmmphed loudly again, but she didn’t respond.
I heard her open the front door, and the shift in the car as she sat in the seat. The door clunked shut and the engine started…and then she was backing out of the garage!
I had no idea where Lexi was taking me, nor what else she had planned…and to be honest, I was a little anxious. But more than that, I was thrilled that she was playing out this fantasy with me…and I couldn’t wait until she could have her way with me the rest of the night!
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Don’t miss the exciting parts 1 and 2 here
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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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
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