American soldier Deena has been captured by opposition fighters in a foreign land.
Stripped and bound, she’s being taken back to their HQ for what is sure to be an unpleasant experience.
Will the HRT Hostage Rescue Team arrive in time to save her from humiliation and torment?
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Recently the artist known by the name ‘Yasha’ invited Deena to play the role of a hostage in their newest series.
Since we’ve not seen Deena bound and gagged before (though she was captured in @Dxc2005 ‘s Heroic series), I welcomed the opportunity and gave them a lot of leeway, within limits.
Yasha does not have a presence on DeviantArt. On Pixiv they have a few stories of bold and brave women fighters, and as you can see from the image above, they’re a skilled 3D artist.
WARNING: THIS SERIES (on Pixiv) contains some VERY sexy images of Deena fighting, being captured, stripped, and humiliated. HOWEVER, it also contains several images with graphic content much different from the kinky sexy fun times images that I usually post.
There are images in the series on Pixiv that some may find offensive. I may post select images on DA/WP that include Deena in the future, but I will not be posting the entire series. PLEASE REMEMBER THIS IS ALL FANTASY, and a PURELY FICTIONAL STORY.
I hope you do go check it out. As always, only constructive and/or positive comments will be tolerated here.
And thank you again to Yasha for including Deena in their 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 for making 2023 the BEST YEAR EVER! #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.
Determined to track down the mysterious (and kinky) Greeblies, Agent Katie checks into The Manor to investigate the ‘Sinister Sisters’ and their connection to ‘Jonut 21, LLC.’
Not critical, but recommend you check out part 1 first!
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I wasn’t at all surprised to find the Greeblies were part of the attempt to restrain me – I’d been tied up and tormented by the horny little cretins a few times before. They were persistent in that!
What caught me off guard was being grabbed and pinned by the Sinister Sisters – and how eerily strong they were! The tall slender sister held my arms up so that I couldn’t get any leverage. The short stocky one grabbed me around the middle.
I should have been able to twist and pull away from them, but I was held firmly in their grip. Before I could break free, the Greeblies clutched their arms around my thighs.
I saw a delicate bone-white cloth coming up toward my face, so I renewed my squirming before it was too late to resist.
“NO…wait…let me go…this isn’t what…”
I kept struggling right up until the exquisitely embroidered lace-trimmed cloth covered my mouth and nose, and I inhaled a familiar sickly-sweet scent -which I recognized immediately, of course.
If I had a dollar for every time I’d inhaled a dose of chloroform, well, I could afford to take off the whole week instead of just the holiday (and those were just the work-related times).
I fought until I felt my arms growing heavy, my knees getting weak, and my eyesight fading in and out of focus. I would have worried about falling, but the sisters clutched me with wiry arms.
And, of course, the Greeblies still clutched onto my thighs, though their free hands were wandering higher. I don’t know if my struggles were making my skirt ride up, or if their hands were the cause, but I felt slender fingers well above the tops of my stockings.
I wasn’t able to worry about their grabby hands or sinister plans much longer…I was losing consciousness, and once I was out, I wouldn’t have any say in what happened to me.
Whatever treatments were included in the ‘Surprise Me’ weekend package, I was theirs to do with as they pleased!
~~~to be continued~~~
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.
Lexi is enjoying her kidnap roleplay with Agent Katie. She’s taking total advantage of the opportunity to dominate – and mess with – her trusting and submissive girlfriend...
Not essential, but I recommend checking out parts 1-3 first:
1. 2. 3.
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The ride to Lexi’s place – tied up in the trunk of her car – seemed to take forever. It was bumpy and hot and really claustrophobic. And I swear she must have taken the longest route possible. Her promise to ‘have her way with me for the rest of the night’ probably added to my anticipation and made the wait seem even longer.
Once she got me inside her place, she swapped out my simple duct tape wrapping with an elaborate rope harness. She spent an inordinate amount of time wrapping my ankles and wrists, tucking and cinching the ropes around my chest and arms, and tugging on the crotch rope that connected all the way up to a collar of ropes about my neck.
Lexi left me to struggle hogtied on her floor while she went to change into an even more extreme dominatrix outfit than before. She traded in her stretchy jeans and halter top for some thigh-high boots and an ‘outfit’ that was little more than a pair of leather straps!
When she returned, she fondled my breasts and teased at my nipples with enthusiasm, easing me into a highly aroused state, before dipping her fingertips between my legs and working me up into a frenzy of desire.
Before long, my sighs and moans of pleasure filled the room. Soon I was to the point of begging her to stop toying with me and to really have her way with me – as she promised – or to at least let me pleasure her.
Kneeling before her, wrapped so snugly in her ropes, I pleaded with her, promising her anything if she would just take me and make me hers. Anything, but this relentless teasing!
I must have finally either persuaded her or provoked her to act, because she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me up on my knees, making me sway and lean into her to keep my balance.
“You are such a wanton little submissive, so eager to please and be given pleasure,” she murmured. “And you’re putting on such a good show for everyone!”
“Uh…a show, Mistress? What do…” my voice trailed off, not sure what she meant, or who ‘everyone’ might be. “What do you mean?”
“Oh, right over there,” she said, pointing toward where her laptop and webcam sat on her desk. She used her grip on my hair to point my face in that direction. “Everyone watching you right now must be enjoying themselves as much as I am!” she gave a soft laugh. “Smile for the camera, my pet.”
“Wait…what…who?” I stammered. “Who is watching?” Was she messing with me?
“Well, everyone, I imagine,” she laughed. “Now let’s show them just how much of a good girl you can be…go ahead, beg me again to make you mine…louder now, for your fans…”
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Waitaminit…is Lexi really broadcasting their intimate roleplay for everyone to see? Or is this perhaps just a little ‘mind-fuck’ where she’s having some fun with her trusting submissive?
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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.
“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!”
~~~to be continued~~~
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.
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.
There were a few really good quotes last week, but I enjoyed this one for the storyline crossovers, from https://www.deviantart.com/crunien
“Don’t worry Agent Katie, you won’t be here long. You are the main lot in our Space Toad auction…” the Madame grinned evilly, “…and there are many eager bidders.”
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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!
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 go on a quick quest to rid the realm of a troublesome troll.
But how do two beautiful blonde warrior women trick a troll out of his den in daytime?
C’mon…it’s Kar-Vie…how do you think they’re going to do it???
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“Kara!” Evie exclaimed, giving her a big grin and another thumbs up. “You did awesome! I’m so proud of you! You improvised just great in an unpredictable situation! You…”
“You seriously didn’t anticipate anything like this?” Kara scowled at Evie and tugged at the rope binding her wrists again. “Or maybe think that we could have started a little closer to sunrise?”
Evie could now see that Kara’s body was still mounted atop the troll’s rock hard – literally, rock hard!– cock, while her legs dangled uselessly in midair. One of her thighs still rested in the troll’s right hand, while his other hand still circled around her wrists.
She would be utterly unable to pull herself off of his solid stone member without some help.
“Oooh…that looks…ouch…” Evie stammered, grimacing. “Hang on, I’ll grab lube from my kit.”
“Figures you keep lube in your pack,” Kara sneered. “I could’ve used that thirty minutes ago.”
“Oh? You wanna try getting free without lube now?” Evie retorted.
Kara shot her another death-glare. “GET…ME…DOWN…NOW!!!”
~~~fin~~~
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And so we come to the end of another kinky sexy fun Kar-Vie collaboration with @ArtofVenus
11 page story with 13 images, censored on DA.
If you don’t want to wait, the complete PDF in uncensored 4K HD available now at: katied.gumroad.com/l/uepwk
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.
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!
POOR QUINN…she resisted Rudy for so long, but it was inevitable…Rudy had that certain je ne sais quoi that conquered her will and made her submit to him.
Quinn begged and pleaded, but to no avail. Rudy decided she was too clingy – he couldn’t be tied down! (Was it possible he was afraid he actually liked her? He’d lose all his evil goblin street-cred!!)
In the end, Rudy decided that Quinn had to go. But maybe, he thought, he could at least sell her for a decent amount at a slave auction. Or, if he couldn’t sell her, perhaps he could trade with the two skeleton warriors for their elf. He and the orange runts hadn’t had any elf in a while!
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This is the final page…I hope you’ve enjoyed this twisted love story of Quinn and Rudy, a love that wasn’t meant to be. It was a ton of fun creating this over the last 15 months.
There is bonus content in the PDF: in addition to the 25 uncensored images in HD, I’ve included several bonus images of Quinn as well.
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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.
‘Rudy’ is his OC.
Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
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