Keeping Lisbeth on her toes is Zhain’s way of reminding her how small and vulnerable she is.
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I was awakened by a loud ‘thud’ and a vibration that shook the floor beneath me. Years of training kicked in and I scrambled up to a crouched position, feeling for the blade that should be at my right, beside my pack.
My fingertips felt only a cool stone floor. Shapes came into focus in the dim light.
And then I remembered.
I wasn’t Lisbeth, captain of the guard any more. I wasn’t even Lisbeth the rogue thief any more.
I was ‘little mouse,’ the captive and plaything of an ancient dragon named Zhain.
Actually, ‘Lord Zhain,’ as he preferred that I call him.
My pack and blade were long gone. I was naked, with a heavy iron collar about my neck and a thick chain securing me to the floor of his dungeon.
‘This is what thieves deserve when they try to steal from a dragon,’ he often told me. ‘You are fortunate I choose not to just immolate you or consume you.’
Then he would pause for effect and remind me: ‘But I could change my mind at any moment.’
The noise and vibrations meant that Zhain was back from raiding or terrorizing or feasting, or wherever he went. He rarely chose to tell me where he’d been.
But now that he was back, it meant one thing: playtime.
Playtime with his ‘little mouse.’
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator Saurian-Shade
Give him a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon.
Hey, mistakes happen. Paperwork gets screwed up. Wires get crossed.
Even at B&D Damsel Delivery, sometimes things go wrong…
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“Boss! Boss! C’mere! We got a big problem!”
<Boss sighs while walking over> “What is it now, Joe? It’s a simple job. You nab the girl, you strip the girl, you tie up and gag the girl, and then you deliver the girl. Even someone like you who ain’t never been with a girl should get this.”
“Ouch, bruv, that was low. But look, we got an order here for an Agent Katie to go to ‘Glob the Space Toad.’ An’ we gots another order here for an Agent Katie to go to Madame No.”
“Ok, so we gots two orders for the same girl. Cancel the one that came in last, bruv.”
“No, boss, look…” Joe pointed at the two squirming hogtied blondes on the floor in front of him. “We gots two Agent Katies here.”
“Weird. Well, you got two orders, two girls. Ship ’em out, it’s almost time for lunch.”
“But which is which, boss?”
“Does it matter? Ditzy blondes. Interchangeable. Just pick one and get her on the road.”
“Come on, boss. If we deliver the wrong one to Madame No, she’ll shoot the driver. If Glob gets the wrong one, he’ll probably eat the driver.”
“Fine,” the boss sighed. Then he grinned.
“Bring them both to my office while you get it sorted out.”
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My alternate title for this was ‘When Worlds Collide.’
On the left, we have Original Agent Katie, from the Glob and Jungle Perils adventures, and others.
On the right, we have New Agent Katie, from Agents of S.P.A.N.K. and Writer’s Retreat.
And you know what? Don’t be a pedantic twat like Joe…if things get mixed up, just enjoy the kinky sexy fun times!
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
Kara and Evie spend a magical New Years’ Eve together in Frog City.
What could possibly go wrong with that??
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“Alternate methods of compensation??” Evie cried. She cringed at the manager’s lascivious stare and smarmy tone. “We’re not those kinds of girls!”
Kara tried to suppress a sarcastic snort while giving Evie a sideways glance.
“Well, not usually!” Evie hissed back at her.
“Look,” Kara said, drawing the manager’s attention back to her. “You can’t just feed us to some VIP frogs, we have Safe Visitor passes, and we’ll be missed. You can’t…”
“When do your passes expire?” the manager cut in.
“7 am.”
“That should be plenty of time for you to work off your tab,” he assured in his smarmy tone. “How quickly you pay it off – and your fate afterward – depend solely on you. How enthusiastically you serve our patrons and meet their…needs…could be the difference.”
“So we’re not going to get eaten?” Evie asked warily.
“Oh, I can’t promise that! Officially, the club will honor your Safe Visitor passes until 7am. Unofficially…you should probably try to give the VIPs some good reasons not to eat you.”
“So what do we have to do?” asked Kara, a resigned tone creeping into her voice.
“Right this way,” the manager said, sweeping his arm toward a side door marked ‘Talent Only.’ Down a short hallway he directed them into a room with lockers along one side, and vanity tables with bright lights and makeup mirrors along the other.
He reached into a locker, pulling out two costumes on hangers. Like the outfits of the waitresses in the nightclub, the main piece was a shoulderless leotard with an open back, high thigh slits, and a plunging bustline. They came with wet-look long gloves and thigh-high stockings – and, of course, bunny ear headbands and puffy cotton tails.
“I’m already two waitresses down tonight,” he continued, “so I need you on the floor right away. Get changed and get your sweet little asses out to the bar. You’ve got 5 minutes.”
“Uh, I’ve never been a waitress…” Evie protested. “Don’t we need training or something?”
The manager laughed. “You’ll figure it out.”
“Fine.” Kara muttered, taking the outfits from him. “You gonna leave, so we can change?”
“Nah,” the manager replied with a shrug and a leer. “I think I’ll stay and watch.”
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Several minutes later the girls made their way out to the VIP lounge in their bunny waitress costumes. The moment they emerged, dozens of eyes turned their way and followed them across the floor to the bar area.
“Sheesh! I wish this costume wasn’t riding up my ass so much,” Kara complained. Try as she might, the narrow back kept sliding between her butt cheeks.
“Well, it is a bit snug,” Evie replied, adjusting her top in a vain attempt to keep her boobs from escaping. She wriggled her rear while she tugged her leotard up. “At least my bunny butt is super cute!” She giggled as her little cotton tail bounced back and forth. “The last time I wore a tail like this, it didn’t attach on the outside of the costume.”
“How did it…?” Kara wondered, before it dawned on her. “You mean it inserted…”
“Yup!” Evie giggled. “Made it even more fun to make the tail wiggle!”
“Ewww…” Kara grimaced, but couldn’t suppress a laugh. “So what do we do now?” Kara asked the woman behind the bar. “Carry drinks out, or…”
“No, no,” the manager replied, sidling up beside her. “Some patrons have already rented…err…requested your company over at their tables.”
The girls looked where the manager was gesturing, and saw the blue ‘gentlefrog’ they’d danced for earlier. He was grinning widely and waving, motioning them over.
“Don’t forget,” the manager snickered. “He doesn’t like to be refused anything.”
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Hope you’re enjoying another fun Kara and Evie collaboration with @ArtofVenus !!
And yeah, yeah, I know it’s well past NYE, but if you’d had a January like my January, you’d understand.
So as these things do, this project started with one cutesexy image…then became three…then several more…
Which is the main reason this ‘New Years’ Eve’ story is still rolling along. I hope you’ll agree it’s worth the wait.
If you’re a Patron of Venus, you can find the first few images on his Patreon already.
My talented friend Dxc2005 has published another thrilling fantasy battle in his latest work “Heroic,” and I’m grateful to him for including my OC Deena in it!
You will get epic battle scenes of gorgeous and fierce female warriors fighting for the pride of their clashing empires. These barefoot and topless commanders and soldiers lay it on all the line in a brutal clash of wills to see if the Yellow or Purple armies will prevail.
“Heroic” is a thrilling saga complete with 65 stunning images of bloodied beauties dotting multi-body pileups splashed across numerous canvases of carnage. In addition you will recognize several popular DA personalities such as JessiBowen, DaisyPierce2000, Cecyme, and my new OC, Deena (one of the captains of the Yellow Empire)!
Onward, good soldiers!
🗡🗡🗡⚔️⚔️⚔️
For the glory of the Yellow Empire!
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Featured frame above includes my Deena, Sabrina, and JessiBowen.
This artwork is by my friend and collaboratorDxC2005
If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
Agent Katie has been ‘detained’ by the nefarious Joe the Hacker ( @joejanus ) and tormented in his basement.
What insidious plans does he have for this intrepid agent?
Find out in the storified RP he’s posted on his DA page, and see the full sexy image from which this crop is taken.
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SQUEEEEEE!
I LOVE IT when two of my friends get together and collaborate creatively!
@joejanus commissioned @AlucardsSpirit to create this amazing sexy (and a little scary) image of Agent Katie as a prisoner in the basement of ‘Joe The Hacker.’
PLEASE, PLEASE go check them both out…read some great sexy story action on JJ’s page and see more sexy art on Alucard’s page.
And please give them lots of kudos and comments…positive reinforcement means SO MUCH to us creative types.
#Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for 2023
This artwork is by my friend and collaborator AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
My Agents of S.P.A.N.K. Headquarters (discord server) has a room called the Villains and Monsters Lounge.
There you can find a motley crew of enemy agents, kidnappers, goblins, froglins and boglins, space toads, and other ne’er-do-wells.
Occasionally you can even spot a seductive spideress.
I created the room for them all to hang out, get to know each other, plot their plans and scheme their schemes, without any pesky agents or other do-gooders watching or listening in.
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Recently jonut21 ‘s Greebs (think alien greys, but cuter – DON’T tell them I called them cute) came by the AoS HQ for a visit.
Being the good hostess that I am, I popped in to check on them and see how they were getting along.
BIG MISTAKE!
Apparently, not only were they getting along with the other villains just fine, they actually were playing instigators for some shenanigans!
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THIS is why we have a strict rule that ‘NO agents are allowed to (willingly) enter the lounge.’
A rule that, unfortunately, I myself failed to follow.
I’m sure that these guys all just want to show their appreciation for my generosity as a hostess, right??
Ummm…
Well, can someone at least get a message to Senior Agent Swallow that I may be late for today’s staff meeting?
Or at least call someone like Chickfighter to rescue me?
Thanks, guys!
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Huge thanks to my friend jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories could 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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IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO JOIN US in the AGENTS OF S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
I signed up for the ‘Pirate Abduction Experience’ excursion on my Space Cruise – but I naively assumed the pirates would be human! I also naively assumed they’d return me to my cabin when the ‘excursion’ was over.
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Be sure to check out part 1 here:
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My little green pirate captor and the crewman taking the pictures were having so much fun, I guess their enthusiasm rubbed off on me. Soon I was giggling and grinning and vamping for the camera, too, not even caring that I was naked in all the shots.
We took a few pictures with my hands up in surrender while the boglin pointed his little gun. Then some more with me on my knees and him behind me holding my arms behind my back. And several others with his hands gripping me possessively.
The entire time he stared at me greedily, commenting again and again how much he liked me and how lucky he was to get a human girl like me. “Oooooweee!” he kept saying. The whole while, the excursion crew member kept taking picture after picture.
After a while, I began to get a little impatient. “So…what is next on this pirate excursion?”
“I stick pretty girl in box and take to market to sell!” the little pirate answered cheerily.
“Uhh…what?”
The crewman laughed nervously. “Uh, let’s stick to our lines, no ad-libbing!” he told the pirate. “You take the hostage to a holding area while the captain negotiates, remember?”
The pirate scoffed and waved dismissively. “No negotiate! We take all we want!”
“There you go, that’s better,” the crewman replied in a patronizing tone. “Stay in character! You want your hostage prisoner to be excited by how ruthless you are!”
He glanced back at me. “Actors, right? But seriously, no spoilers…we want the surprises to feel real for you! But you will get to see a real pirate spaceship soon!”
“Ok but what was that about a box and a market?”
“Hahaha!” the crewman laughed. “Just part of the roleplay… I didn’t want to spoil it, but there’s a brig on the pirate ship…and a gift shop at the end of the excursion…for souvenirs. Hence…’box’ and ‘market.’ You can see the confusion…”
“Oh, fun!” I replied. “That makes sense.” My suspicions melted away again.‘Just relax and enjoy the adventure…’ I reminded myself. I grinned and got back into character. “Oh no!” I said, in mock fear. “You’re going to take me as a captive back to your ship?”
“Yes!” my captor replied happily. “I take pretty girl back to ship! You mine now!”
“And,” added the crewman, “If you go with him quietly he promises you’ll not be harmed.”
“I see…but should I be tied up since I’m your prisoner?” I asked my captor.
He looked at me curiously. “Why? You gonna give trouble?”
“Maaaaaybeee,” I teased him with a wink and a grin, and a sparkle in my eyes.
“Okee.” He produced some plastic strips from a pocket and moved behind me. “Hanns back!” he commanded.
I complied immediately, crossing my wrists in the small of my back. “Yes, Sir!” I said emphatically. I gave a little gasp and sigh as the plastic cuffs ratcheted down tight.
“Okee let’s go, pretty girl!” he commanded. The crewman opened the door and the little pirate marched me down the hall. “Keep moving!” he said, prodding me with his gun.
Of course, thanks to our height difference, he ended up prodding me right in my butt cheek. I squealed happily and replied “Yes, Sir!” again.
Along the way, I saw faces peeking out of other passenger cabins, most of them looking surprised to see a bound naked woman being paraded down the hall. A few looked intrigued, while many, many more ogled me blatantly.
“Poor girl,” I heard some whisper. “Be strong!” called someone else. “Lucky girl,” said one woman. “Lucky pirate,” muttered her husband, earning him a swat from his wife.
“I don’t see my friend,” I said to the crewman. “Lacey, she’s supposed to be on the excursion with me? Red haired girl?”
“Ah yes, the redhead” said the crewman, while the pirate cut in with an ‘oh, yeahhhh.’
I giggled. Lacey did know how to draw male attention.
“She’ll be right next to you on the way to the pirate ship,” the crewman assured me.
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Several decks down, we arrived in what looked like a loading dock area. The cruise ship’s crew and boglin pirates were busy loading rectangular boxes onto hovering carts.
“Hurry up, she’s the last one!” one of the other pirates called out. “What took so long?”
“Sexy pictures!” replied my captor, then he laughed and pointed to my wrists, still held behind me by the plastic cuffs. “And lookie! She give trouble!”
“We trade sexy pictures?” called out another pirate.
“Yes!” my captor agreed. He told the crewman escorting us. “You send me pictures!”
Just then I noticed another woman sitting in one of the open boxes. As I watched, she laid back and the lid was closed over her. Pirates latched the box and loaded it on a cart.
“Um, what’s with the boxes?” I asked warily. I vaguely remembered the pirate saying something about sticking me in one. And then something about shopping in a market…
“It’s called a ‘Life Craft.’ Like a cross between a life raft and a spacecraft,” the crewman replied. “It’s how you get to the pirate ship, since you don’t have space suits like they do.
“Oh…we couldn’t just take a shuttle? Or borrow space suits?” I frowned at his shrug of indifference. “Well, where are they taking the boxes with us hostages, then?”
“Slave storage!” Croaked my boglin captor.
“No, no…” the crewman cut in. “He means the brig on the pirate ship. It’s part of the sexy roleplay, all the hostages are held in cells while the captains negotiate.”
“Oooh, that sounds sexy!” I cooed. “Taken by pirates and kept behind bars!”
“There’s the spirit!” The crewman cheered. He pointed to a box being loaded onto a cart. “And there’s your friend Lacey, in there – you’ll be right next to her, as promised!”
My boglin captor cut the plastic cuffs from my wrists. “Ok! Onna knees pretty girl! Now!”
“Yes Sir!” I exclaimed as I sank to my knees. “Right away, Sir!”
He strode a couple dozen feet away, over to the last open box across the cargo area. “Ok! Inna box now pretty girl!” He pointed inside. “Crawl here!”
“Crawl? Uh, can’t I just…”
“Yes! You crawl now, pretty girl! You mine!” he insisted.
“Yes, Sir!” I called back to him, and began moving toward him on my hands and knees. I heard the jeers and laughter of his fellow pirates and human cruise employees alike. From behind me, I heard the clicking camera of the crewman who escorted us.
I reached the box and peered over the rim. The box seemed to be filled with a padded cushion with a cutout in the shape of a human female form. I’d be nestled snugly once I climbed in.‘At least I won’t get bumped around during transit,’ I thought.
“Inna box!” my captor said more insistently. “We gots ta go!”
“Yes Sir!” I said again, crawling over the edge and getting myself settled in the box.
As soon as I was seated inside the padded walls, my captor put one hand on my forehead and pushed me back to a prone position on my back. Immediately the lid closed down over me…and everything became warm, peaceful – and pitch black!
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The remaining pirates watched as the last box, with the curvy blonde, was loaded onto a cart. The crewman with the camera wirelessly beamed all the pictures he took to the wrist-tablet of the pirate in the red suit, who grinned and handed him a stack of credits.
The leader of the pirate boarding party shook hands with the cruise ship’s captain. “A good haul, captain, and some fine specimens in the bunch. And not one of them resisted or asked too many questions. Your crew is getting better at selling the fantasy.”
“They see and hear what they want to,” the captain agreed, shaking the pirate’s hand vigorously. “Pleasure doing business with you, captain,” he replied. See you again next week for the return voyage. The cruise is sold out…so the excursion should be, too!”
The last of the pirates followed the last box onto the spacious shuttle waiting to take them to the pirates’ ship. The boglin in the red suit walked behind his prize captive’s box happily and watched as it was placed beside the box containing her redheaded friend.
“Careful that one!” he yelled as the boxes bumped together. He pulled one of the loaders aside and handed him several more credits. “Don’t take that one to cargo hold…take it to my cabin.”
The loader grinned and leaned in closer. “I’ll do it for free if I can come by later.”
The pirate in the red suit looked at him curiously, then laughed.
“Deal.”
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This little story started out as a recent #QBTuesday post here:
KatieD 