Babs joined me for a photoshoot in the garden – just not the way I expected…
But really, I should have anticipated this, right???
The best part of Spring is pretty spring dresses!
I was out in the garden putting together a little photoshoot, and I reached out to @BabsParkin to see if she’d join me for the photoshoot.
Well, she fulfilled my request…with some additional touches of her own…
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Just a little post to tide my watchers over while I work on writing a vignette for a kinky post.
photography by @katied-life
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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 – love and gratitude to you all!
If you’d like to know my SL username, send me a private message.
Perhaps I can persuade @BabsParkin to join me here in the garden for a couple more photos??
What do you say, MGG??
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Just a little post to tide my watchers over while I work on writing a vignette for a kinky post.
photography by @katied-life
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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 – love and gratitude to you all!
If you’d like to know my SL username, send me a private message.
@BabsParkin and @katied-life have been keeping something quiet for a while and we feel like it’s time to let our friends and watchers know.
A few weeks ago Babs and Katie made a big decision – ‘Miss Babs’ made Katie’s playtime collar permanent. It was a huge step, but one of the easiest and best decisions we made – because when you know, you know…you know?
We have to back the story up a ways before that, though, because although it didn’t happen overnight, we’ve been moving in that direction for some time.
We’ve followed each other for a very long time on DA, and after trading many saucy comments on posts, Babs joined Katie’s AoS discord server and became an official Junior Agent of S.P.A.N.K. Immediately Babs became one of the most active, engaged, and popular Agents on the server – perhaps more popular than Senior Agent Katie herself!! 😏
Even better, we became fast friends, sharing stories and ideas for damsel in distress and kinky domination/submission scenes, with lots of saucy banter driving late night conversations.
For weeks, Babs (and others 😉) tried to convince Katie to join her in Second Life, and Katie foolishly resisted for weeks. When Katie finally joined (on impulse), Babs acted as Katie’s mentor and guide and introduced her to many other wonderful people there.
Before long, the play collar Katie wore was attached to the end of Babs’ leash. And after a number of great shared experiences, we realized we have something special, so making it ‘official’ just felt right.
It’s not been one of the BEST kept secrets, as friends of friends talked, and images of us together started appearing on others’ DA pages (you HAVE to go check out the gallery of Mistress @LBlake14 , you’ll be glad you did).
A fantastic result of us sharing this news is that we can also start sharing some of our favorite images of our adventures with all of you friends and watchers, and create new galleries for them.
I hope you’re all ready for that, because many of them are HAWT!!!
Thank you all for being awesome friends and supporters.
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!
Agent Katie attends her first ‘RP-Con’ as Black Canary…
and the ‘villains’ there want to take role-playing at the con just a little too seriously!!
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Agent Katie stood outside the convention center’s doors and took a breath to collect herself. Not too deep of a breath, because too deep and her breasts would pop right out of her bustier. Even a shallow breath made them jiggle before coming to rest with her nipples barely in the cups.
At least focusing on keeping her boobs contained was distracting her from how the thong-back of her bodysuit was cleaving up between her fishnet-clad butt cheeks. She was pretty sure the taxi driver left her short of the entrance so he could watch her ass wiggle toward the door – along with all the other convention attendees walking toward the gates who stopped to check her out.
Agent Katie was a little anxious about attending her first ever RP-Con. She’d been to a Comic-Con a couple times before, had even cosplayed as Black Canary once before. But RolePlay Con was different – here, attendees expected participants to STAY in character. And registered participants who were roleplaying allies or enemies were expected to act as such.
That meant if Agent Katie encountered any of Black Canary’s villains or foils, they might try to fight or capture her. Dressed as she was in the snug leather catsuit/bustier, the tall leather boots and fitted leather jacket, and the eye-catching fishnets – she’d have a target on her back.
Or her butt.
Which, on any given weekend, could turn into a LOT of sexy kinky fun. But that wasn’t her main goal in attending. One of her good artist friends was also attending, and they had agreed to meet up. Jonathan, aka ‘Jonut 21,’ would be showcasing his art and sketching commissions at the convention, and he’d promised to draw her modeling her Black Canary costume.
Once Agent Katie entered the hall, the leers and stares increased dramatically. Phones and cameras were aimed in her direction and began clicking away in earnest. Agent Katie blushed, but she wasn’t surprised. She’d expected to garner a fair amount of attention, especially from a convention crowd. And she had to admit, she did enjoy their curiosity – to a certain degree.
The girl at check-in smiled sweetly. “Ah yes,” she said as she checked Katie’s ticket. “I have an envelope for you.” She gave Agent Katie’s costume a once over – and blushed, biting her lip.
“Thank you,” Agent Katie replied politely. Inside the envelope was a note:
“Hey, jiggly one, it’s your favorite cabin boy / mad scribbler. Looking forward to finally seeing you in the flesh. I saved you a barstool in the corner – J da CB.”
Agent Katie grinned and a hint of blush crossed her cheeks. She was finally going to meet her friend in person – and find out what he looked like in real life! Then she noticed a post-script.
“P.S. The Greebs heard you were coming, and they’re more geeked than usual – keep an eye out, the little stinkers are everywhere, and ready to role-play ya…”
Agent Katie grinned wryly. She should have figured on that. Now she was even a little more self-conscious of her outfit – those little Greebs got more handsy the more flesh they could see.
“Excuse me, miss,” Agent Katie asked the reception girl again, tearing the girl’s eyes away from the front of Katie’s bustier. “Can you tell me where the booth for Jonut21 is?”
“Uhh…yes, yes of course,” the girl stammered. She placed a map of the RP-Con convention floor on the table between them. “We are here…” she said, drawing an ‘X’ by the doors. “Aaaand his booth is…let’s see…” Her pen traveled to the diametric opposite end of the map. “Here’s the main stage…here’s the participant lounge off to the side…the bar…” she drew another ‘x’ right beside the rows of tall bar tables. “First booth on the wall next to the lounge.”
Agent Katie chuckled. “Literally, a stool in the corner.” She surveyed the distance between the two ‘x’ marks and looked up to see the far corner of the convention hall. “And I have to navigate the entire conference to get there…” Her gaze lowered to the dozen or so staring patrons and their camera lenses. “And wannabe villains and henchmen as far as the eye can see between.”
Agent Katie sighed and began to make her way onto the RP-Con floor. She barely made it ten paces before a young guy in street clothes asked if he could take a selfie with her. “Sure,” she said, amiably, and struck a pose while the guy sidled up, slipping his other hand around her waist. Right away she felt his hand land on the fishnet stockings over her nearly bare butt.
“Watch it…” she muttered, pinching his wrist as painfully as she could and pulling it off her ass.
“Thanks!” he exclaimed, showing no shame for being caught fondling her butt. Agent Katie looked up to see several more attendees, some in costume and some not, crowding closer to get their picture taken as well. She didn’t see any villains, nor Greebs, so she patiently agreed.
A half hour later, Agent Katie hadn’t made it more than forty yards into the RP-Con hall – and had at least two hundred yards to go. Worse, she’d already seen a woman dressed as Huntress watching and staring, two Harley Quinns, and a leering sixty-year-old balding Green Arrow with a paunch – she didn’t want to know what HE wanted to role-play.
And she was pretty sure she’d seen a couple Greeblies skulking about, too. “Hoo-boy, what have I gotten myself into?” she muttered as she tried to plot a path of escape.
Just then an arm landed across her shoulders with a swirl of black cape. A slender woman in a form-fitting black catsuit appeared beside her, a few stray curls of red hair peeking from the woman’s cowl. “Hey, Dinah!” the woman said cheerily. “You look like you could use a rescue.”
Agent Katie took a second look at the woman’s half-covered face, the familiar green eyes sparkling through the mask. “Emily…Agent M?” she asked, recognizing the quartermaster from the Agents of S.P.A.N.K.
“Agent M?” the woman said questioningly with a wink. “My name’s Babs, silly, and ‘Batgirl’ is ready to help ‘Black Canary’ get through this gauntlet of greedy gropers gracefully.”
Agent Katie grinned. “Just in the nick of time, too. Totally forgot my combo bat-signal/stun-gun.”
‘Batgirl’ took ‘Black Canary’ by the arm, and escorted her through the crowd. “Sorry boys,” she said, brushing a few more selfie-seekers aside. “No pictures, we’re on an important mission!”
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With Agent M’s help, Agent Katie was able to better navigate the maze of RP-Con booths and attractions. A couple times they had to make abrupt turns to avoid a notorious ‘villain’ or overly attentive ‘ally’ eager to ‘roleplay’ with them. ‘Perhaps tomorrow I can linger and have some roleplay fun,’ Agent Katie mused to herself. ‘But today I want to get to modeling for Jonathan!’
Still, Agent Katie couldn’t help feeling they were being watched and followed. Agent M cut down an aisle between blocks of booths giving access to the backside of the curtain-covered cubicles.
Agent Katie’s suspicions were confirmed when three figures moved into the far end of the access alley. Agent M stopped and turned the other way – and three more figures appeared in the direction from which they’d just come. Just as Agent Katie was looking to Agent M for direction, one of the blue curtains behind them parted.
“EEEP!” Squeaked Agent M. Agent Katie saw burly arms and a bulky body grab Emily and drag her between the curtains. Just as she was about to reach for Emily, a strong arm encircled her waist and large hand clamped over her mouth – and then she was being dragged backward, too!
Agent Katie twisted and squirmed, trying to break out of the grip of her assailant. Her breasts took the opportunity to break out of her corset, too – distracting her from attempts to fight back. The other figures from the alley poured into the gap to join the men holding the agents.
More arms grasped Agent Katie around her thighs, lifting her off the ground and pinning her legs together. Beside her, another assailant was grabbing Agent M the same way. Then both agents were being carried through a different gap in the curtains.
They emerged to see bright lights and a crowd surrounding a large booth on the main aisle. A hawker on a microphone was speaking to the gathered attendees, getting them fired up.
“Ah, excellent! My men have found two more volunteers to help demonstrate how WE here at ‘Henchmen ‘R’ Us’ can help with all of your henchman needs, including heroine procurement!”
Stunned, Agent Katie looked around the booth to find posters and images extolling the value of hiring ‘freelance henchmen’ from their ‘carefully curated network of spies, goons and thugs.’
“It seems my men have found a Black Canary and a Batgirl roaming around, no doubt meddling in villain affairs. Now as we all know, you must keep your Black Canary well gagged or she’ll let loose with her annoying shrieks.” He walked over to Agent Katie carrying a bright blue ball gag.
The hawker leaned close to Agent Katie’s face and hissed, “open up and don’t scream, and I’ll help put your tits back in your corset. Fight me, and I’ll let the crowd grope ‘em.”
Agent Katie rolled her eyes and sighed, then nodded. When the henchman took his hand away, she opened her mouth so the hawker could quickly pop the gag in. “Look at how that blue color complements her eyes!” he told the crowd. “At Henchmen ‘R’ Us, we pay attention to details! Just look at how that bright yellow one matches the accents in Batgirl’s logo!”
Then, as promised, he grabbed a handful of Agent Katie’s tit-flesh and tucked it inside the cup of her bustier. He was kind enough to block the crowd’s view of her chest while he finished, to the groans and dismay of the onlookers. “Now, now,” he told them. “We also make a good faith effort to protect a heroine’s dignity. But now, let’s let our henchmen demonstrate their rope skills.”
Other men from the alley stepped forward with ropes to wrap tightly around both agents’ ankles. “Wahh uh oootsh,” Agent Katie mumbled through the gag, hoping the ropes wouldn’t leave creases in her expensive high-heeled boots. “Ohhn’t ipp uh ishhehth,” she added when more coarse rope tugged at the fishnet stockings as her thighs were bound together.
When both agents’ legs were well bound, they were both set on their feet so that henchmen could go to work binding their wrists behind them. “Our henchmen are skilled at binding heroines securely without damaging them too badly,” he told the crowd, “and we’ll even guarantee against them escaping from our ropes – can’t have them squirming free and kicking your ass, can we?”
As if to emphasize the ‘securely’ part, the henchmen pinned the agent’s arms to their sides with more coils of ropes above and below their breasts. That actually gave Agent Katie a little more sideboob coverage as her leather jacket was pinched to the sides of her chest, but they also framed the front of her breasts which were again threatening to pop out of the bustier. Poor Agent Emily’s modest chest was even more obviously emphasized by cinched ropes over her sleek black bodysuit.
“And there you have it, friends,” the hawker continued. “Just like that, two tightly trussed heroines ready for delivery to a soon to be satisfied -” he paused to wink and nod at the bound agents – “VERY satisfied client. Why, these heroines could have been yours had you acted sooner – but don’t worry, there’s an entire convention hall full of heroines available….”
The hawker nodded to the henchmen holding the agents, and Agents Katie and Emily were hoisted back up in their arms and tossed over their shoulders, then carried back to the gap in the curtain. “And off they go for delivery! Now who would like to hire a henchman or two?”
The buzz of the crowd faded while the agents were carried back along the alley. Agent Katie had difficulty getting her bearings while her head dangled behind the back of the henchman who had slung her over his shoulder. It seemed they were moving deeper into the convention hall – but heading to the other back corner, on the opposite side of the stage from Jonathan’s booth.
“Ehhrr ahh oo ‘ahkhih uhhh?” Agent Katie mumbled around the gag. Poor Agent Emily seemed to have gone silent, stunned by their capture and subsequent humiliation in front of the crowd.
“We’s takin’ you to The Black Mask’s lair,” the goon carrying Agent Emily replied with a chuckle. “He put in a special request for a couple curvy supers to toy around with, an’ he’s payin’ a bonus for a blonde Canary. This redhead ought to make him happy, too. He likes redheads. A LOT.”
Agent Katie shuddered at the name ‘Black Mask.’ The comic book Black Mask’s reputation for punishing and torturing heroines was well known…and if a ‘RolePlay-Con’ participant was going to the trouble of hiring henchmen to deliver some, then she had no doubt that is EXACTLY what this Black Mask roleplayer had in mind for the both of them. They might be in real danger!
~~~to be continued!~~~
This is part 1 of a little story I wrote for @jonut21 ‘s birthday a while back…paired with an image he gave me as a gift a while ago…and the gifts just keep on giving! Keep an eye out here for the next part.
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
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!
Back-talking an officer got the SpaceGirls arrested – and defying commands got Kiki strip-searched!
The officer was willing to let them go with a warning until Kiki protested – and made it worse by deceiving him.
The dormant volcanic calderas of Carboreum-3 were a treasure-hunter’s delight. A careful and patient prospector could find raw diamonds and other gemstones among the igneous rubble. But not just anyone was allowed to wander around searching for precious stones.
Which is why SpaceGirls Lili, Mimi and Kiki were currently detained by planetary security.
“You don’t understand!” Kiki protested. “We paid for a prospecting permit at the spaceport!”
“I’m sorry to tell you this, girls, but you fell prey to a scam,” the security officer said in a sympathetic tone. “There is no such thing as a prospecting permit.”
“What?” Mimi screeched. “I paid 120 credits for that! It was my entire allowance from my parents for the week!”
“So unfair!” Lili added, sullenly leaning against ‘Starbug,’ the girls’ little blue roadster.
“Listen, Mister,” Kiki ventured. “Since we’re out the money, can’t you just let us keep…”
“I’m very sorry girls, I can’t let you leave with any gems. If you turn over what you found, I’ll let you off with a warning this time, and you can be on your way.”
The girls sighed, and began to pull their collections of small stones from their pockets. Lili frowned quietly, while Mimi grumbled in frustration. Kiki was uncharacteristically quiet, staring longingly at the stones she had found.
“I bet he’s just going to keep our treasure for himself,” she muttered. “Well forget that!” She tucked a stone inside her blue skin-suit, just under her breast.
After the girls were done depositing their finds in a pouch, the security officer held up a scanner. He waved it toward each girl, pausing at Kiki. “Uh…miss…it appears you still have a 0.68 carat diamond on your person. Perhaps you missed it…in an inner pocket, maybe?”
Kiki tried to feign surprise – but she was a terrible actress. “Oh, I’m sure I don’t have any stones,” she insisted.
The officer sighed. “Miss…” he began.
Mimi and Lili rolled their eyes at each other. “Kiki, if you have something…” Lili began.
“I swear, I don’t!” Kiki insisted. She opened up the lapels of her skinsuit, showing off a little more cleavage. “I mean you can search me if you want, but you won’t find anything!”
“Miss…” The officer repeated. “If you don’t turn over the stone, which I know you have, I’ll be forced to arrest you.” He paused a moment, then added: “And yes, if necessary, strip search you.”
Kiki’s eyes widened a bit when her bluff was called. “You…you wouldn’t…” Kiki said indignantly.
“Last chance, Miss,” the security officer warned.
“Kiki, please!” Mimi pleaded. “He’s going to let us go, just give him what you’re hiding.”
Perhaps Kiki still thought the officer was bluffing; perhaps she had gone so far with her denials that her pride wouldn’t let her back down. Whatever the reason, she maintained innocence: “I swear I don’t have anything!”
“That’s it.” The security officer said resignedly. “Miss, you’re under arrest. Please turn around, put your hands out to your sides, and stand still.”
“C’mon, Kiki, please!” Lili scoffed in frustration, pushing herself off Starbug and standing straighter.
Kiki slowly turned, and when she was facing away from the officer, she pulled the stone from her suit and tucked it between her thumb and finger.
After patting Kiki down, the officer unzipped her suit the rest of the way and peeled it off her shoulders and down her arms. Not seeing the diamond hidden anywhere, the officer stripped Kiki down to her blue boots and began to run his scanner over the surface of her skinsuit.
When she thought the officer wasn’t looking, Kiki popped the diamond in her mouth and swallowed it.
The security officer, however, saw everything. So did Lili and Mimi. “Kiki, no, you didn’t!” Mimi cried.
Then the officer sighed again, and his shoulders sagged. “I really wish you hadn’t done that.” He pulled cuffs from his utility belt and grabbed Kiki’s arm, spinning her around. “Now you’re all under arrest,” he muttered while ratcheting the cuffs down on Kiki’s wrists.
“All of us?” Mimi squealed.
“All of you,” the officer replied, gripping Kiki’s arm and leading her to stand between Lili and Mimi. “It didn’t have to go like this.” He then proceeded to cuff the other SpaceGirls and lead them one by one to his vehicle.
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Back at Planetary Security’s underground headquarters, the security officer ushered the SpaceGirls down a hallway and into a stone lined room. “Make yourselves as comfortable as you can, girls.”
Mimi and Lili turned and looked back at him balefully, feeling flustered and frustrated. Kiki glared at the officer, standing naked except for her boots and the heavy cuffs. She was still putting on a defiant air, but her cheeks were flushed – she had been humiliated walking through the headquarters bare and exposed to leering eyes.
“You can’t just leave us in here!” Kiki protested. “How long are you going to hold us?”
The officer’s face held a wry grin as he began to close the heavy iron door. “Well, not to be indelicate, girls…but you can’t leave until we get that diamond back.”
Kiki’s eyes widened again, and Mimi and Lili shot more angry looks at her.
Before closing the door, the officer paused. “Shall I bring you some fiber tablets and a glass of water?”
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Keep an eye on our pages for more SpaceGirls stories…these girls are just too much fun for us NOT to create more adventures for them. Other SpaceGirls Collaborations:
If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give @SchulzWorld a look on his DA page and other links.
@SchulzWorld specializes in Bondage, Damsels in Distress, Wrestling, and Cops and Criminals.
His gallery is full of beautiful buxom women – and he brings them together in sexy and dramatic ways.
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!
Kara and Evie embark on a new adventure after collecting their reward for defeating the troll.
Certainly they’re in for some kinky sexy fun times…maybe before they even start their adventure?!?
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Kara and Evie’s latest adventure started off with the best of intentions, as their adventures usually do.
It began when they stopped off at a crossroads inn after their latest mission. They had made good coin by ridding a valley of a nasty troll, and were taking their time getting home afterward. Spending a little of their coin and lingering a couple nights in a warm inn with a clean bed seemed like an affordable luxury.
Kara needed a restful night – she was still recovering from being the designated ‘Distraction Blonde,’ tied up and squirming outside the troll’s cave to lure him outside where the morning sun would turn him to stone.
She had almost forgiven Evie for tricking her into being troll-bait. Almost.
For Evie’s part, she still felt a little guilty for leaving Kara to keep the horny troll ‘occupied’ until the sun rose and he turned to stone. Because unfortunately for Kara, she was still impaled on the troll’s cock when it hardened.
But that’s a different tale altogether…one which can be enjoyed here: Trolling Kara
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Let’s f’n Goooooooo!!!
It’s a brand new KarVie adventure and another epic collaboration between @PerilousV and me.
Part 1 will be available as a PDF in the coming days, and we will post select images and story over the next few weeks.
Part 1 will be available as a PDF in the coming days, and we will post select images and story over the next few weeks.
First:
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give @PerilousV a look at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.
He’s definitely worthy of your subscription budget. Here is his LinkTree: linktr.ee/artofvenus
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!
#Gratitude2024 <–my mantra for the new year! Let’s make 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.
Kara and Evie embark on a new adventure and find themselves in a trap laid by crafty kobolds.
But what do the fierce reptiles want with our blonde heroines?
Are they hungry for female flesh?
Or are they lusting after female flesh?
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Let’s f’n Goooooooo!!!
It’s a brand new KarVie adventure and another epic collaboration between @PerilousV and me.
This one begins right after the events of Trolling Kara and will lead directly into another adventure.
Part 1 will be available as a PDF in the coming days, and we will post select images and story over the next few weeks.
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give @PerilousV a look at Patreon and/or SubscribeStar.
He’s definitely worthy of your subscription budget. Here is his LinkTree: linktr.ee/artofvenus
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!
#Gratitude2024 <–my mantra for the new year! Let’s make 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.
Officers Katie and Cecy learn that when the Prime Directive is violated, AoS Fleet officers often GET violated.
And one mandate of the directive is that individuals and equipment are expendable to prevent violations.
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The Prime Directive is very clear: interfering in the normal development of any society is prohibited.
Here we can see a clear violation of two individuals exposing lesser-evolved creatures to societal norms their species has not yet developed.
Their society has not evolved to the pivotal point of enlightenment after which female humans are common currency and forbidden to roam freely.
For example, the curvy blonde science officer is clearly not aware that it is unacceptable in evolved societies for a woman to be without a control collar and locking wrist bracelets. Nor does she realize that her boots are the only item of her apparel NOT banned by law.
Although Melvin, the Android. Of. Submission. (2nd class), has assessed that the blonde specimen is more enlightened than most female humans when it comes to subservience, he should know better. He knows she may be traumatized when he affixes her control collar and forces her to strip and march back to the training facility. And it will be an inappropriate evolutionary leap for her to undergo the conditioning necessary to become a concubine to the overlords.
Meanwhile, Blarp the Grabblegroper’s hunger and lust for human flesh exacerbated his natural tendency to rash and poor judgment. Humans are too primitive to experience the physiological and technological advancement of his species. The beautiful brunette operations officer in yellow was simply ill-prepared for his ability to consume her, breed her, and take gratification from her – simultaneously and perpetually.
What made these two ‘enlightened’ creatures disregard the Prime Directive with these two primitive human women?
Why did Blarp snag Officer Cecy and begin using his tentacles to ‘warm her up’ while ‘tasting’ her backside? Why did Melvin seize Officer Katie’s legs and pulse his ‘nose’ between her thighs until she was reduced to a pliable plaything begging for release?
Was the allure of these naive and unsuspecting females just too great to resist?
Unfortunately for Officers Katie and Cecy, the only way for Melvin the Android. Of. Submission (2nd class) and Blarp the Grabblegroper to avoid punishment for violating the Prime Directive is to keep their specimens a secret from others – and keep them for themselves.
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both @Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
When he shared this artwork with me, he challenged me to compose ‘Officer Katie’s Scientific Log.’ Though I took the challenge in a slightly different direction, I hope I fulfilled the request satisfactorily – otherwise I’ll have to ‘make it up to him.’
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
KatieD 