Rewarding the Bold

artwork by menchimenagerie

Mistress Laressa amuses herself with Millie and Evie after their night out in Laressa’s new dresses

See the full story (and saucy artwork) by MenchiMenagerie here!

This story is part of a birthday surprise for my friend and artist Menchi. I commissioned the image above for him and then wrote the story as his present.

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by  CallMePlisskin.

Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie, the artist of the work above.

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The Silken Trap, pt.1

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Evie dangles herself as bait for a mysterious predator and finds herself dangling in Laressa’s grip

Long before Evie ever called Laressa ‘Mistress,’ they had a more adversarial relationship…that of hunter and prey. But just who was the hunter, and who was the prey?

Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie.

See the full image and read Part 1 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Here’s an excerpt:

I had to admit that I was a little surprised at my quarry’s first touch.  I was prepared for an attack, a strike meant to incapacitate or shock me.  But the first touch was light and sensual, and sudden…I didn’t realize the predator was even there yet–there were no footsteps, no movement from the mouth of the alley, nor from deeper within.

That first disconcerting touch was followed by a warm body pressing against my back and firmly pinning me to the wall.  The form leaning into mine felt incredibly strong yet pleasantly soft.  

Then came the hot breath on my shoulder and a sweet heady scent, followed by the soft sensual voice of a woman.  “Such a darling little fly, I will have so much fun with you.”  

The voice was at once seductive and inviting, yet condescending and taunting all at once.  It was the tone of a predator confident that their prey was already defeated and helpless.

I was tempted to spring my trap right then, but instinct and training both told me to wait, draw her in a little more.  There was far too much unknown here…how she was able to approach me unnoticed…why she was so strong…and her intriguingly seductive manner.

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See Part 1 of ‘The Silken Trap.’

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 5: Induction

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Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Here’s the latest chapter from the latest collaboration between me and CallMePlissken!

Chapter 5: Induction is here!

In chapter 5, Alynnya submits herself to Marcus and the senior council of The Order, and wears a symbol of her pledge of obedience.

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 3: The Interview is here!

Chapter 4: Introductions is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 4: Introductions

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Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Here’s the latest chapter from the latest collaboration between me and CallMePlissken!

Chapter 4: Introductions is here!

In chapter 4, Alynnya meets the other leadership council members and makes a memorable impression upon them.

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 3: The Interview is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 3: The Interview

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Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Are you ready for another multi-chapter story and collaboration between me and CallMePlissken??

I hope so, because Chapter 3: The Interview is here!

The intrigue builds in this chapter and finally leads to a little sexy and saucy at the chapter end.

Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!

Howling at the Moon – Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order

artwork by callmeplisskin

Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Are you ready for another multi-chapter story and collaboration between me and CallMePlissken??

I hope so, because Chapter 2: Infiltrating The Order is here!

Chapter 1: A Noble Mission is here!

Two page plot teaser is here:

Enjoy!

Howling at the Moon – Teaser Edition

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Alynnya submits herself to a long and arduous initiation process to join The Order of the Red Rose

Full uncensored image on my site. I’m hoping this two-page teaser will whet your appetite for another multi-chapter story and collaboration with CallMePlissken. Chapter 1 coming soon!

The following is an excerpt; the full story will be published here:

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“You foolish girl!” Marcus sneered.  “You really thought you could play us, Alynnya?  You thought that a few days of wearing our collar and being our little plaything would be enough to get you into The Order of the Red Rose?”  

“The trials we’ve put you through were nothing compared to what the beast will do with you,” Louis added.  The other men nodded in agreement.  “Assuming he accepts you as tribute.”

Marcus turned my chin and made me look directly into his eyes.  “It’s time to let the beast know that you’re ready for the ritual.  And do you know how we let him know you’re ready?”

“You send him an engraved invitation?” I asked mockingly.

“Heh.  Amusing.  No.  Like most animals, the beast can smell when a female is ready to be mated.  You’re going to let him know you’re ready.”

Marcus reached out and slipped his fingers between my legs.  I could have resisted.  I could have clenched my legs closed, could have kicked at him.  I didn’t.  It was pointless.  

He knew as well as I did that I was already wet, that being tightly restrained and fondled and vulnerable would have me highly aroused.  He knew I’d been wet on the carriage ride here.

He looked me in the eye while he caressed me–as if daring me to object, to resist, to beg him to stop.  I did none of those; I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. I also didn’t want him to stop.

It became a battle of wills…one which I was, of course, destined to lose.  My body wouldn’t listen to my brain and my brain liked what he was doing to my body.  I couldn’t keep quiet any longer, and I let out a moan.

Marcus grinned.  “You’re close aren’t you?  Just seconds more, and you’re going to come, yes?”  

“Yes, Sir Marcus.”

“One more time, I want to hear you beg me to let you come.”

“Yesss…please, Sir Marcus…please let me come.”

Marcus stopped.  “Oh.  I’m so sorry.  I would…but that’s the beast’s decision now.”

I let out a wail of frustration.  As if in answer, a noise came from the woods.

“Hmmm.” Marcus whispered.  “I think the beast has caught your scent.”

He replaced the gag, and stepped from the pool.  He took one last wistful look at me and turned to take his place with the others.

Only a moment later, a rustling of the low brush signaled the arrival of the beast.  The council members remained silent and still off to one side.  Branches at the edge of the forest parted, and the beast stepped through into the clearing on his hind legs.

He appeared to be nearly eight feet tall, powerfully built with broad shoulders and chest that tapered down to a narrow waist and rippling abs.  His waist was almost the height of my chest, and the rest of him towered over me.  

Walking on his hind legs he looked remarkably human.  From the waist up he looked very human, if not for his canine head, glowing yellow eyes, and mouth full of sharp teeth.  From his hips down, he appeared to have the haunches and legs of a wolf.

He paused only a moment before striding up to me, never giving the council members a second look.  He lowered his face down to meet me, his eyes staring into mine, his hot breath blowing my hair back from my cheeks.  He sniffed once, twice, around my face, then sniffed my hair before lowering his snout down to my chest.

Warm drool escaped his maw and landed on my chest, running down the cleavage of my dress and dripping across my breasts.  He sniffed across my collarbone and up my neck, then plunged his nose between my breasts.  Then he clasped the front of my dress between his teeth, and tore it down the middle to my navel.

I gasped audibly at the sudden tearing and tugging.  At once I felt the cool air against my newly bared flesh, and felt his warm saliva cooling and drying down my front.  All the while I kept my eyes directly on him.  I felt a mixture of fascination and fear–and anticipation.

He licked at my bare breasts, which surprised me enough to make me flinch.  He raised one hand and lifted my breast with just one finger, then let it fall again, and lifted the other.  Carefully and gently he took one claw and traced it over my breasts.  I sucked in my breath and bit my tongue as the tip of his claw caught at my nipple, then traced back and flicked at it again.

Glancing down between my breasts, I saw his cock beginning to swell and emerge from its sheath of fur-covered skin.  Like everything else from his hips down, it had wolf characteristics and seemed to be growing directly out from his body.  Reddish in color with raised ridges and bulges, it was larger and longer than any human man I’d seen.

I must have been staring, because I heard the men snickering from their vantage nearby.  “Now she sees there’s more than one reason he’s called ‘The Beast,’” said Marcus.

To be continued–

Aly’s Forest Encounter

It’s only been a few hours since Aly and Evie parted after their ‘Single Lodging’ night, and Aly is already in deep trouble again…will Evie be able to help her this time?

Artwork by  CallMePlisskin story by katied

read here: Aly’s Forest Encounter at katied.life

see more Evie art and so much more: https://www.patreon.com/callmeplissken/posts

My story at the link goes with this amazing artwork done on-stream by my friend CallMePlisskin as a commission to add to Evie ‘s collection of art + story collaborations.