Evie: “Any beach can be a nude beach as long as no one complains…you’re not complaining, are you?”
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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 shoutouts to my favorites on the next post!
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Today’s post is the first of a new experiment, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”
And who better to kick off the series than my beloved Evie??
I got started sharing my prose writing saucy captions for images that came across my dashboard on Tumblr. They were usually quick, instant reactions to what I saw…the first thing that popped into my head.
In a conversation with CallMePlisskin he suggested giving it a try here, too, and shared some good ideas for format and content. Since it was his idea, I’m hoping at some point I’ll be able to use one of HIS many pinups or sketches of Evie as a future Quick Bite.
This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @ArtofVenus
Wow, it’s been waaaay too long since we’ve heard from Lisbeth!
Special thanks to my collab partner @Saurian-Shade for his patience!
See my WordPress site for the full uncensored version: katied.life/
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The chain was yanked taut again, jerking the thick iron collar at my neck and tugging me forward. “Keep movin’, lil’ thief,” the heavy-set dark-skinned orc snarled.
“I would, if your bruv here wasn’t hanging onto my tit!” I retorted. The green-skinned orc wasn’t just squeezing my entire breast; his other hand palmed my head, forcing me to look up at him.
“Shut yer mouth while ya can, girl,” the leader growled back. “It gonna be stretched wide th’ rest of th’ night.” He grinned and grabbed his engorged cock just in case I didn’t catch his meaning.
“Yeah, all night,” a third orc said from behind me. “Yer gunna be a busy lil’ fuck-toy, lil’ thief.”
“Sure, you’re all reaaal brave with three of you beasts against one tied up girl,” I snorted. “I dare any of you to untie me and take me on in a fair fight, you cucco-shit ogre-fuckers!”
“We could…” the dark-skinned leader mused. “But we don’ want to damage that fine body of yers. ‘Least not before we get th’ chance t’ enjoy it for a while.”
I grimaced. I really screwed up this time. I was fucked, but not as fucked as I was going to be.
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When you’re as skilled a thief as me, everythingseems easy. Which is dangerous, because having it easy leads to being complacent.
I discovered the village’s offerings to the orcs by accident. I saw villagers carrying food, wine, and medicine into the ruins of a temple – monthly bribes to keep the orcs from raiding.
The next month, I hid out and waited. As soon as the villagers left, I helped myself. The food was mediocre; the wine was awful. The medicine, however, was valuable. I happily took it all.
It was such an easy take that the next month I helped myself again. It did occur to me that the orcs might be a little upset to not get their bribes, but that was the villagers’ problem, not mine.
Regrettably I ‘went to the well’ one too many times. The villagers doubled back and found me half-drunk and gorging myself on the orcs’ food. They seized me, stripped me, and bound my wrists, then chained me to the altar with an iron collar, to be an additional offering for the orcs!
If the orcs were disappointed to find me lying among the remnants of their food and wine, they didn’t show it. They instead seemed amused and quite excited. They tore my collar’s anchor from the altar and used the chain to drag me down the stone steps and out into the sunshine.
Along with a gratuitous amount of groping and taunting, of course. They were eager to humiliate and take revenge upon the ‘lil’ thief’ who had stolen their bribes. And likely even more eager to take a fair-skinned naked curvy blonde back to their camp as a new slave girl.
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Arrival in their camp caused a stir as activity paused and orcs stepped forward to watch us pass. The dark-skinned leader wrapped my chain around his fist to draw me closer and the other two took defensive positions on our flanks. We kept to the camp’s perimeter, toward some tents.
“Ain’t ya gonna present ‘er to th’ chief?” one of the two asked.
“Tomorrow. He’ll make us share ‘er. Tonight she’s jus’ ours. Let’s get ‘er to my tent.”
Once inside, they attached my chain to a ring set in the center pole. I could still be pulled to each corner of the small tent, though. They left me alone for a few moments while they stowed their gear, then the leader settled on the pile of pelts that served as a bed with a weary sigh.
“C’mere, girl,” he said, spreading his legs apart while motioning to me.
I gulped as I saw his large member already at half-mast again. I took a tentative step forward.
“No.” he said flatly. He pointed to the floor between his knees. “Crawl.”
‘Typical,’ I muttered under my breath. ‘I get the one orc who doesn’t want to just bend me over something and go at it.’ I glared at him as I sank to my knees and shuffled forward. I’d obey, but wanted him to know I wasn’t happy about it.
My defiance must have amused him, because he smirked while I approached. I broke eye contact to look at the beastly cock before me. ‘Goddess help me, how am I ever going to manage this?’ I wondered. I sighed and resigned myself to just doing the best I could.
I twisted my wrists in the rough coils of rope so that my palms faced inward and I could use my hands and fingers to grasp the thick shaft and run my thumbs over the moist tip.
It wasn’t my first monster cock, and it likely wouldn’t be my last. I did what I’d done before – use only my tongue as long as possible, avoid getting the nasty thing in my mouth, try not to retch.
It worked for a while and I almost thought I’d get away with it, until he got impatient and I felt a massive hand cup the back of my head. After that he was in control and I was along for the ride.
‘Along for the ride’ pretty much described the rest of the evening. After the leader shot his thick musky load into my throat, he pointed at another, who grabbed my chain and dragged me over.
I dutifully serviced him while the third orc groped my breasts and ran thick fingers between my legs. After the second orc came into my mouth, the two of them simply picked me up and spun me around so I could put my oral skills to work on the third.
By the time I finished off the last orc, while the other toyed with me, my body was giving in to the carnal decadence. I was panting heavily and my skin was flushed. I told myself I couldn’t help my body’s reactions while they had total control of me. None of this was my choice – right?
That’s why when they returned me to their leader, I was ready and eager to be fucked. They lifted me up, each with one hand around my upper arm and one hand under my thighs, and carried me over to him. The leader grasped my hips and guided me onto his massive cock.
We both were surprised how easily he cleaved inside me and slid me down his thick shaft. I gasped when his tip first pushed its way in, and let out a long moan while he delved deep. When he hilted inside, my eyelids fluttered with eyes rolled back. My mouth stayed open in a silent cry.
He gripped me with his huge strong hands and effortlessly shifted me about again. The sight of his long dark fingers pressing into my creamy flesh sent thrills through me. I craved being touched; I brought my bound wrists up to caress and pinch my own nipples and breasts.
The first time I came, I hid it as best I could. I stifled my cries and suppressed the trembling of my body. I don’t think I fooled them. I barely tried to hide the second. By the time the third hit, I was loudly reveling in my body-shaking climax.
The leader took his time cumming, enjoying me as long as he could. But once he was done, he immediately motioned for the other two to pull me off him and take me for themselves.
One placed his hands under my rear, lifted me up, and mounted me upon him. I slipped my arms over his head and rested my bound wrists on the back of his neck while he thrust into me.
The third must have decided he didn’t want to wait his turn, for suddenly I felt him prodding at my other, tighter opening. “Nnnn-nooo,” I pleaded softly, but it was already too late. He pushed his way inside and I found myself mounted on two large orcs at once.
Soon after, they lifted and turned me around so they could trade sides. Before long I found myself on their leader again; all of them used my mouth, pussy and ass to satisfy their desires.
I was delirious with carnal pleasures; I lost track of which orc was which or whose turn was next. Again and again they picked me up, tossed me around, and took turns with me as they wished.
Even the chain to my collar rattled and shook noisily in time with my own loud throes of passion.
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Hours later I emerged from a haze of passion and lust to find my body and limbs entwined with three snoring orcs. My hair was a tangled matted mess that hid half of my face and my skin was coated with blotches and streaks of evidence of the debauchery of the night before.
Before they passed out the orcs must have figured the collar and chain would be enough, and released my wrists from the ropes. They must have forgotten I was a skilled thief. There were several different items within reach that I could have chosen to pick the locks that held me.
Dawn was just breaking over the quiet encampment as I slipped out of the tent and away into the cover of the nearby woods. It would be a long and nervous naked journey back to the temple, where I hoped to find my clothes and gear.
Back at the temple, I looked at the altar where I’d been chained. It still held scraps of meat and bread and stains of wine. A month from now, it would once again be heaped with food and drink.
The villagers and orcs would never think that I’d be brave – or reckless – enough to return. They didn’t know me. They didn’t know that I was often both!
And what if I got caught again?
Well, I’ve had worse Saturday nights.
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And watch for more with Lisbeth soon!
KatieD
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OH POOR QUINN…it just keeps getting worse for her…goblin bruvs Joe and John keep tormenting their pet, and the big boss Rudy STILL won’t touch her!
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DISCLAIMERS: First off, I love Ryan Reynolds and I’m sure he’d totally laugh with me about this while I pretty much did anythinghe asked me to. BUT his ‘Welcome to Wrexham’ series is such a blatant self-promoting tax-dump farce…
…almost as much of a farce as English Men’s professional football. I’ve never seen a bigger bunch of whining floppers!!! And don’t get me started on their fans…
Note I said MEN’S football. English Women’s football I have total respect for, as well as ANY women’s soccer team. They work so much harder for a fraction of the pay, and when they get hit, they get up, wipe off the blood, and keep playing. #playlikeagirl
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In part 1, our lovely lady jogger, who I’ve since named Quinn, was accosted by a giant wurm and a trio of desert goblins.
In part 2, Quinn agreed to go with the goblins if they protected her from the wurm, and they ‘led’ her back to their lair.
In parts 3 and 4, Quinn became the plaything of the goblin minions…but disturbed the ‘re-lax-ashun’ time of ‘Rudy’ their leader.
In parts 5 and 6, she ‘serves’ as Rudy’s footstool…but he’s still irritated with her.
Will Quinn be able to stay still enough for Rudy the boss to relax?
Or will she continue to irritate him by interrupting his shows? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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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.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
The more Agent Katie learned about her great aunt, one of the founders and original Agents of S.P.A.N.K., the more impressed she was! She read about how her aunt took down a nefarious Casino Boss:
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“Come on, boys! He’s in the penthouse! Let’s take down this slimeball!” Agent Kate called out to the tactical team behind her. “I’ve been undercover, cozying up as his gal for a month and I can’t stand being around him one more moment!”
“Uhhh…Agent…aren’t you forgetting something?” the squad leader asked.
“The warrant? Nope, got it right here, tucked in my bra.”
“No, it’s not that…it’s…”
“The key for the penthouse elevator? Nope, it’s tucked in my other cup.”
“Agent…it’s just that…”
“Spit it out man! What is it?”
“You…you didn’t put on underwear…we can see your…”
“Oh, haha, yeah. My, uh, underwear is in the penthouse too. I wanna get that back.”
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Crop of image created by Alucard. Go check out his page!
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Agent Katie was dozing on the beach in the warm sun, her iPad laying across her abs where it dropped when she nodded off. She was startled when her phone began buzzing somewhere in her beach chair. She sat up and it slid between her legs just as it buzzed again.
“Ohhh, fuuuu….” she moaned. She’d been having a saucy dream and the vibrating phone didn’t do anything to clear it from her head. She composed herself as best she could and answered it.
Of course it was her partner, Susan, calling in for a status check. ‘I told you I’d text if I anything changed, dammit…’ she muttered. ‘Stop calling my phone, I don’t use it for that!’
“Hey Susan.”
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“Nope, absolutely nothing going on here. Are you absolutely certain those reports are legit? Seriously, Froglins kidnapping spring breakers right off the beach? Are you sure those girls aren’t just making it up to cover for the fact they hooked up with some college studs last night?”
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“Yeah, I know we need to take it seriously. It’s just that I’ve been sitting on this beach for two days straight now and I haven’t seen a thing. And I’m bored! After you drop Sabrina at her modeling gig, put your suit on and get down here. I’ll buy you a tropical drink.”
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“No, I’m not just laying around drinking and reading!” Agent Katie raised her glass in the direction of a cabana boy to order another vodka-blueberry-lemonade. ‘I’ve been sleeping, too.’
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“Don’t lecture me on situational awareness! You’re the one who got captured by those alligator poachers, not me. And I’m sure Yasmine is totally on point while she’s lounging on that yacht. Going undercover as a fetish model? Please. They’re probably doing shots off her toned ass.”
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“Fine! I’ll focus, I promise. But seriously, come down and hang out with me for a bit. This cabana boy is some mighty nice eye candy…”
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‘Sigh.’ “Yes, I’ll stay alert. I promise.”
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Agent Katie clicked off her phone and set it on the table beside her. After a moment’s thought, she let it slide back down between her legs in the chair again. ‘Susan’s going to call back sooner or later.’
She accepted the proffered drink from the handsome cabana boy and gave him a wink. He grinned widely and didn’t even try to disguise the slow once-over he gave her.
Agent Katie picked up her iPad again.‘Crud, what page was I on? I got suntan lotion all over the screen. Forget it. I’m going to sneak in another quick snooze before Susan gets here.’
Soon she was drifting off again, and her dream seemed to pick up where it left off – except the other characters in her dream had changed. “Froglins…” she murmured. “What the hell are you doing here?”
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“Did you hear that?” whispered the bigger froglin dressed all in black. “How did she know we’re here? I have been as stealthy as the wind.”
“For starters, because you’re in a full ninja outfit on a sunny beach,” muttered his smaller partner wearing only swim trunks. “And we’re in Florida, the wind isn’t exactly stealthy here!”
“False!” hissed the ninja froglin. “I am one with the shadows.”
The other smacked his forehead. “We’re on a beach…in broad daylight…there ARE no shadows!” He shook his head. “Whatever, she’s on to us, we gotta take her now.”
“I go high, you go low,” the ninja froglin hissed. “You got to tie up the boobs last time.”
“Works for me,” his partner chuckled. “I’m more of a foot guy anyway.”
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There’s a little teaser scene for the future series of the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. in a tropical paradise. Well, actually, Florida. But the artwork will make it LOOK like paradise.
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Enjoyed the image? Go check out more from Alucard!
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.
Will Quinn be able to stay still enough for Rudy the boss to relax?
Or will she continue to irritate him by interrupting his shows? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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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.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Wow…last week we learned that the origins of the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. trace back to the 1930s.
Now we learn that the intrepid agents will be keeping the Kinky Sexy Fun Times going well into the future!
Not sure if this is a Recruiting Poster, a Book Cover, or a Movie Promo…whatever it is, sign me up!
How about you, Kinksters? Want to see more of K8erella?
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Almost immediately after Laressa released Elle from her captivity in the cavern, Elle returned to work with a renewed enthusiasm. As Director of Research and Development at the Codex Cryptae labs, she had been supervising several experiments with Laressa’s special silk.
Once she understood Laressa’s production secrets, her mind began spinning with ideas for new applications – for both the material and the creatures who produced it. She’d already made some exciting progress in her latest research, and was eager to share it with Laressa.
Laressa took a seat across from Elle in her office. “I trust that my little helpers are behaving themselves? And that you are learning much from them with your experiments?”
“Absolutely,” Elle replied with a grin. “I would like to think they are learning as much from the trials as I am. Their skills and decision-making seem to be improving rapidly.”
“Excellent!” Laressa tented her fingers and sat back. “The ones I assigned to help with your experiments are juveniles. I was hoping you’d be able to assist in their development.”
“Using juvenile spiders added an interesting facet to testing,” Elle replied. “They performed well, but they lacked initiative and seemed disinterested in the experiments themselves.”
“I’ve witnessed that myself,” Laressa agreed. They have no patience for tedious work.”
“Ahh, but then I had an idea: I gave them the opportunity to hunt and compete, and…well, now not only are they energetic and industrious, they are also quite…enthusiastic about the experiments.” Elle winked. “They’ve actually been going non-stop for several hours now.”
“Oh? What exactly do you have them doing?” Laressa asked, her curiosity piqued.
Elle’s grin widened. “Well, do you remember challenging me to choose some consequences for Evie that would be meaningful and lasting, and relevant to the distress she led me into?”
Now it was Laressa’s turn to smile broadly. “I vaguely remember giving you that advice…in between making you cum repeatedly. While you faced your own consequences.”
Elle blushed and shifted in her seat. “Yes. Well…um…I think you’ll find that your ‘helpers’ are having a rather fun time teaching our naughty blonde ranger a few lessons.”
Laressa sat forward in her seat. “I think I should like to see for myself how they are faring.”
“I thought you might.” Elle picked up her clipboard and gestured toward the door to the Cryptae Laboratories. “Right this way, Mistress Silverspun.”
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“I’ve set up repeating cycles of catch and release,” Elle commented as they walked the halls. “Or, more precisely, intercept, restrain, immobilize, submission…and release.”
Elle gestured toward a window providing a wide view of an enclosed testing lab. “They appear to be practicing the ‘restrain’ stage again at the moment – and doing quite well!”
Laressa saw Evie on the floor of the room, ensnared in silk by three of Laressas’s arachnids. She was vigorously resisting them and struggling – unsuccessfully – to get back to her feet.
Two of them were pulling her legs in opposite directions to keep her off balance. Another had her arm pinned to her side and was pulling her backside down to the floor.
“Ahh, yes, do you see how they are working together to rob the test subject of her leverage?” Elle asked. “Once they have her prone, her immobilization and submission is inevitable.”
“I do see that,” Laressa said with a smile. “I also see that your ‘test subject’ is nearly naked?”
“Heh! Yes, her pretty blue dress and bra only lasted the first couple ‘intercept’ and ‘restrain’ cycles. Probably good she wore panties today…for once. Shame about the dress, though.”
“I’ll gladly make her another,” Laressa chuckled. “I hope my helpers aren’t being…inappropriate. They’ve not met many human women.”
“I will say they seem to be curious, and gaining an appreciation for wrapping female curves very tightly. Very, very tightly,” Elle murmured. “But no, they have not been inappropriate.”
Laressa watched silently for a while, fascinated, as the one behind Evie held her body down to the floor while the other two brought her legs together. One of them proceeded to sheathe her legs in silk while the other assisted in snaring her free arm and pinning it to her torso like her other arm was. The two spiders then worked together encasing her chest and abdomen.
“You can see their cooperation,” Elle pointed out. “The first few times they each tried to capture her on their own, and she was able to evade them for quite a while. They eventually got her of course, but it took a lot of extra effort – for all of them.”
“After a while they realized they could work together,” she continued. “They’re demonstrating very good teamwork now. Their time from intercept to restraint is now down to less than three minutes, with immobilization in six, and total submission in ten or less.”
“Impressive! And after submission?” Laressa inquired.
“Once Evie taps out, a couple of my assistants go in and free her, they collect all the silk from the room, and then they start over again. Been going for…” Elle checked her watch. “About nine hours now. I keep offering them a break but they just want to keep going.”
“Theywant to keep going? The spiders, or Evie?”
“Oh, the spiders, of course. Evie doesn’t deserve a break yet.”
“And how many cycles of capture and submission?”
Elle consulted her clipboard. “This would be…number 22.”
Laressa chuckled. “Well, I’m quite impressed. And I’m delighted to see that you’re letting Evie know that there are consequences for challenging you. As I said, you’ll be a formidable dominant mistress in your own right someday.” She nodded toward the curvy blonde rapidly disappearing into a cocoon of silk. “You certainly have a talent for distressing that one.”
Elle beamed with pride. Then she pointed to the room beyond the glass. “It looks like our test subject is about ready to tap out and submit. My assistants will need a few minutes to free Evie and clear the silk. Are there any special instructions you’d like to give your arachnid friends before we start the next cycle?”
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Please go give @MenchiMenagerie a visit over on his page and show him some love! He’s definitely worthy of your kinky fun times commission budget!
Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really positive and snark-free environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
This image comes out of another great example of that: @AlucardsSpirit was having trouble getting his new PC up and running after his building was struck by lightning (yes he had a surge protector). @Saurian-Shade lent his expertise and hours of his time and together the two of them got Alucard back in business.
As a thank you, Alucard made a nice image of a Saurian enjoying a…
…wait a minute…
Alucard gave AGENT KATIE as a present to the Saurian??
Oh my…what is he going to do with her?
Well, after he tosses her around and toys with her for a bit, showing her how helpless she is compared to him.
And after he sniffs and licks her. And laps at her curvier bits.
After all THAT what’s he going to do with her?
Well, whatever he chooses, I suppose…not much she can do about it.
I just hope Director Alucard made arrangements to get her back at some point??
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When Agent Katie read about the South Pacific explorers who found the vintage photos, they caught her eye because she immediately recognized the woman in the images.
Her Great Aunt Katie was not only an adventurer and aviator, she was one of the founders and original Agents of S.P.A.N.K.! She had embarked on a mission back in 1938 and was never heard from again. No one even knew if she had reached her destination on the remote South Pacific island.
The story, as young Agent Katie had heard it, was that several men had been sent to the same island, one after another, and had never returned. Her ancestor Agent Katie had volunteered for the mission, saying ‘it was time for a woman to get the job done,’ and ‘hang on, boys, I’m on my way!’
Agent Katie grew up hearing wild stories about her great aunt (for whom she was named) and all of her incredible adventures. She knew that she, too, wanted to become an agent someday and keep her family legacy alive. It was, in a way, her destiny!
Now she had some clues as to what had happened to her great aunt. And although the images suggested her aunt may have not survived long on the island, at least she knew that she had reached her destination and did her best to complete her mission!
Perhaps, young Agent Katie thought, perhaps someday she herself could travel to the island and try to learn the rest of her great aunt’s story.
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On a serious and personal note, I haven’t been posting as much the last couple weeks. I’ve just finished up a special story that was almost two weeks past due, and it grew longer and more complex as I worked on it – at the same time work and family life are crazy busy too.
Be patient with me, kinksters…I’m getting back to daily posts this week!
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KatieD 