Kara and Evie trek through a cold and snowy mountain pass until they find a steaming hot spring.
But is a warm oasis in the snow too good to be true?
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Moments later, the blonde warriors were helpless captives of the mighty dragon. Too delirious and distracted to put up a fight, they couldn’t resist as he bound their wrists.
Kara scowled at Evie. “You just HAD to go rushing off to the hot spring without checking it out carefully, didn’t you? Now look at the mess we’re in!” She shook her bound wrists.
“I didn’t hear you complaining when my fingertips made you cum underwater,” Evie shot back. “Or when I was giving you that nice neck massage afterward.”
“Girls, girls, don’t fight,” the dragon chuckled. “I liked it so much better when you were getting along…and getting it on…” He lifted his clawed hand, pulling their wrist ropes high enough to pluck both naked women from the pool, water dripping from their bare toes.
They hung by their wrists in the air, bodies pressed together as they dangled from the dragon’s fist. Steam rolled off their rosy skin as the air rapidly cooled their flesh. Soon they shivered and squirmed, causing their bodies to shimmy together all the more.
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I’m excited to share a brand new collaboration between @ArtofVenus and me. 6 pages of story accompany 8 images in 4K resolution in a PDF.
I’ll be posting low-res crops here one at a time – but if you don’t want to wait: If you’re a Patron of Venus, you can find the PDF on his Patreon. You can also find it on my gumroad here:katied.gumroad.com
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator ArtofVenus
Loud invites Katie to her condo in the mountains for a little ‘getaway girls’ weekend’ as a birthday gift.
But what kind of kinky fun birthday plans does Loud have in store for Katie??
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Loud positioned me up on her bed, seated, with my legs stretched out before me. She stared at me for a moment, as if unsure what to do next.
Her eyes met mine for just a moment, and then they began to travel down my form, slowly, as if taking in my curves and appreciating what her ropes were doing to them. I watched as her gaze moved on down my legs to my bare feet and pointed toes.
Loud’s eyes sparkled and the corner of her mouth turned up all of a sudden, as an idea popped into her head. Apparently she subscribed to the ‘when in doubt, add more rope’ method, because she grabbed another coil and climbed up onto the bed with me.
She positioned herself sitting on my thighs facing away from me and reached forward to grasp my ankles. I kicked my feet playfully, wriggling and pointing my toes, pretending to try and keep them out of her control.
Loud responded just as I hoped she would, grabbing my ankles and gripping them hard, pressing them down firmly into the mattress. I gave a soft whimper to let her know it was exactly what I wanted, too.
She took her time with the rope, placing the strands artistically just so, cinching them between my shins and knotting them out of reach. She was a quick study of technique, too!
Even after she was done binding them, she held her grip on my ankles while I flexed my feet and wriggled my toes in mock struggle. I could tell she enjoyed that, because she gripped me even tighter, and sat back more heavily on my thighs, reminding me I was pinned there.
I twisted and writhed my upper body, bending my arms around my sides and shaking my shoulders. The swaying of my breasts felt good, but what felt even better was the tugging of the long crotch-rope. I moaned and mmphed loudly into the gag.
Loud took a peek over her shoulder at me. I could see that sparkle in her eyes again, and a trace of a smile in her usual calm expression. She was enjoying herself, and enjoying the reactions she was drawing out of me.
I savored the intimate moment between us. I could smell her perfume, even the scent of her shampoo or body lotion – and the mingling scents of our shared arousal. I closed my eyes for a moment and drank in all the senses of having her this close.
The center of her backside aligned perfectly with the valley between my thighs. I became acutely aware of my knees pressing against the backs of her inner thighs, and I could feel the heat radiating from there…it matched the heat I felt growing between my own legs.
I sighed happily, and I thought I heard the same from her. If the evening went no further than this, I was content and quite pleased with my birthday present from her.
But I was hoping this wouldn’t be the end of the evening, either…
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @La-Loud and includes her OC.
Will this be the end of the evening?
If you want more, like I do, let’s all go to Loud’s DA page and let her know!
Loud invites Katie to her condo in the mountains for a little ‘getaway girls’ weekend’ as a birthday gift.
But what kind of kinky fun birthday plans does Loud have in store for Katie??
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Loud hesitated. “I…I liked it when you tied me up last time and took control of me. You could do anything you wanted to me and I couldn’t stop you…and I liked that I had to wait for you to decide what to do. I didn’t have a choice – so I could just enjoy what you chose.”
I smiled. “I’m glad you liked that…it made me happy to make you happy. So what are you thinking…would you like me to do that you again?”
Loud blushed. “Well…I thought since it was your birthday…maybe you’d like it if I did it to you instead. Maybe I tie you up and play with you?”
Now it was my turn to blush. “Oh my…you know…you know I would enjoy that a lot. Thank you! But why do you look so anxious?”
“Because I don’t know what to do,” she wailed. “I don’t know how to be the dominant one…I don’t want do disappoint you, and I don’t want to do it wrong.”
My expression softened as I empathized with her conflicted feelings. “Loud, sweetie…there is no right and wrong…there’s just what feels good, and what feels like fun.” I gave her a reassuring smile and winked. “Whatever you want to do with me, I’m yours.”
Loud gave me the slightest smile, and her soft dark eyes searched mine. “I don’t know where to start though. Or what comes next.”
I slipped out of my dress and folded it on the sofa. “Why don’t you start with my hands? After that, just do whatever idea pops into your mind. After all,” I gave her a broad smile. “Once you do that, I won’t have a say in what happens next, it’s whatever you choose.” I winked again. “Especially if you gag me.”
Loud laughed and I could see her visibly relax. “Ok,” she said. “Put your hands behind your back and keep them there.”
“Yes, Mistress!” I said enthusiastically.
Once Loud got started wrapping me up in rope, I could see her confidence building. She still looked at me warily, but I could tell she was having fun. And she’d clearly studied the aesthetic side of ropework – before long I was wearing a sexy and snug harness that wrapped my breasts and connected a rope collar at my throat down to a taut crotch rope.
As she attached a tether to my collar and began to lead me toward her bedroom, I couldn’t suppress breaking out into a huge smile – under the gag…
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @La-Loud and includes her OC.
If you enjoyed, go give her a look on her DA page and show her some love!
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.
As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by the talented and very humorous artist @Timetraxx:
~~~~~~ Kermit told her the story of how his extended family had suffered mightily at the hands of the cruel humans. A beloved uncle, savagely drawn and quartered. A caring grandfather, ruthlessly murdered in the name of “science”. He vowed his revenge and assured her that she would personally pay dearly for loss of each of his relatives.
It was then that she began to regret the enthusiastic approach that she had taken during high school biology amphibian dissection lesson…
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @La-Loud and includes her OC.
If you enjoyed, go give her a look on her DA page!
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.
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.
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!”
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.
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KatieD 