Tag: distress

‘Hard-Ass Amy’ of S.P.A.N.K.

Art by SchulzWorld

Image and more at WordPress link

Art by SchulzWorld. Go check out his page!

=======

——

SchulzWorld approached me a little while ago and suggested creating something in the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. world. We decided to choose an underdeveloped character and explore her a little bit. He did all the design and development work and I think she turned out great – I’m looking forward to seeing her adventures!

And here’s a little bio I put together for her:

——

Name:  Agent Amelia ‘Amy’ Swallow
Nickname:  Hard-ass Amy

Country Origin:  USA
Age:  45

Job:  Senior Agent / Supervisor, Agents of S.P.A.N.K.

(Syndicate for the Propagation, Analysis and Normalization of Kink)

Interests/Hobbies: Reading, Writing, Research, Crime Dramas, Stock Trading

Personality type: ISTJ / Type A

Dom/Sub:   Can be a dominant force professionally and metes out punishment to subordinates.  Submissive privately, due to constantly having to be in control publicly.

Senior Agent Swallow is a tenured special agent and fervent believer in the S.P.A.N.K. (Syndicate for the Propagation, Analysis and Normalization of Kink) mission: to root out and foil those who would suppress or restrict the free expression of kink.

Her subordinates, who nicknamed her ‘Hard-ass Amy,’ see her as an exacting and unforgiving boss who is impeccably put together, composed, and in constant control of everything around her. She rides them hard, pushing them to their limits and accepting nothing but their best. (She secretly likes her ‘not-so-secret’ nickname.

Privately, she craves not having to be in control and free to express her own personal submissiveness and love of bondage, discipline, and corporal punishment. Her greatest fear is having these secret desires exposed and exploited; it’s her greatest weakness in the field, for when she’s captured her secret desires make her extremely vulnerable.

She has taken a special interest in the career of Agent Katie, seeing her as a younger version of herself who feels much more free to express her kinks and desires. She’d never admit it, but she’s a little jealous of her protege, wishing she could be a little more carefree and fun-loving.

——

Thanks again to SchulzWorld for his design work on Agent Swallow. Go give his page a look and check out his other work!

By the way, her look is inspired by a rather popular bondage model.  Anyone care to hazard a guess who?

======

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.

‘Dangerous’ Agents of S.P.A.N.K.

Art by Alucard

Image and more at WordPress link

This very sensual sexy image created by Alucard.  Go check out his page!

=======

Or, as @AlucardsSpirit says, ‘Babes and Bullets.’

    (and other things that start with ‘B’…what’s your favorite ‘B’ you want to see?)

Agents Susan Chantell and Katie Fox pose for a promotional image for the sub-tropical branch of the Agents of S.P.A.N.K.

Which, in turn, is a promotional teaser for the upcoming ‘Agents of S.P.A.N.K.’ comic!  Woo!

This is one of a number of new projects made possible by all those who contributed to the Indiegogo crowdfunding campaign, and I can’t wait to share it with all of you kinksters.

======

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.

Captured Quinn #4

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

Full image and text at WordPress Link

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 part 3, Quinn became the plaything of the goblin minions…but disturbed the ‘re-lax-ashun’ time of ‘Rudy’ their leader.

Part 1: Walk Without Rhythm

Part 2: Walk Without Rhythm 2

Part 3: Captive Quinn #3

Now Quinn is going to have to find a way to help ‘Rudy’ re-relax.  But how??
‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah 

I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon. 

~~~~~

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.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

~~~~~

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.

Captured Quinn #3

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

Full image and text at WordPress Link

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.

Part 1: Walk Without Rhythm

Part 2: Walk Without Rhythm 2

Now, she’s become the plaything of the goblin minions. Despite her absolute obedience and subservience, they’re still tormenting her constantly for their own amusement.  Goblins are really such miserable little bastards, aren’t they?

Unfortunately, their leader ‘Rudy’ doesn’t find such amusement in the cries and pleas of humie women. Especially not when he’s in the middle of his favorite show!

If Quinn doesn’t find a way to keep herself quiet, she just might find herself on the wrong end of Rudy’s wrath.

And we wouldn’t want that, would we?  (yeah, yeah, I know that’s exactly what all you kinksters want!)

I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.  🙂

~~~~~

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.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

~~~~~

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.

Dreaming of Druuna

Art by Alucard

Image and vignette at WordPress link

This very sensual sexy image created by Alucard.  Go check out his page!

=======

@AlucardsSpirit decided to put Agent Katie into a Druuna-like outfit and scene!  I love it!

Of course it got me thinking about how a scene like this might have come about… 

======

I tossed and turned in my bunk.  The waking dream had felt so real.  Just like so many others the last several nights. 

Of course ‘night’ is relative when you’re in a windowless environment…it’s just another period marked by the digital clocks and calendars mounted on the walls.

In this last dream I was Druuna, one of my favorite damsels from those saucy old Italian graphic novels. I was alone, wandering the corridors of a derelict spacecraft, unsure of where I was, but with an acute sense there was unknown danger around me.

Also just like Druuna, I was barely clothed. To be honest, that wasn’t too unusual for me in my dreams OR my real life, but in this case I was wearing Druuna’s typical ragged cropped tee shirt and high-waisted thong panties. 

With all those specific details, the dream had felt so very, VERY real.

I’d found the bridge of the ship in my dream and had sent out an emergency SOS. Perhaps I’d be able to hide out somewhere until rescue could arrive. But it was quite unnerving that I found no sign of the former crew, and nothing amiss in the ship.  No signs of panic or emergency. 

That was when I heard the noises from the aft of the ship.  Noises that repeated, getting louder…and closer.

I began to run, trying to remember the parts of the ship I’d already explored.  Where had I seen those escape pods? I needed to get there, and fast!

Rounding a corner, I saw the red tentacles of some unseen beast slithering along the bulkhead wall toward me. I whirled and started running back the way I came, only to see more tentacles approaching from the last corridor I’d been in.

I was surrounded, trapped. There was no mistaking their intentions: they were coming for me.

I remember hoping that I would wake from my dream before I learned what had happened to the ship’s crew…or shared their fate.

======

What do you think, everyone?

Has Agent Katie woken from a remarkably vivid dream? Is it possible she’s still dreaming?

Or…are her memories real? Not memories of a dream, but of something she’s not yet aware she actually experienced?

======

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.

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 8

Crop of artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

See the full image and read part 8 HERE

Agent Katie is taken into custody by mysterious men in black.

Agent Katie of S.P.A.N.K. is back, and on an exciting new mission!

See the full image and read part 8 HERE or at the WordPress Link.

Here’s an excerpt:

~~~~~~

Director Alucard led the way to his office, with Agent Katie walking just behind and to one side of him deferentially.  Two guards trailed along behind them, enjoying the bounce of Agent Katie’s skirt while she hobbled along wearing only one shoe.

Just as the group got back to the administrative wing, they were stopped by two men in black suits blocking their path.

“Director Alucard,” offered one, flashing a badge.  “I’m Agent Smyth.  This is Agent Smythe.  We’re here to interview Agent Katie.  We will be taking her back to the containment wing.”

“No.” said the Director flatly.  “She’s my responsibility, I will handle her interview.”

“Oooh, ‘fraid we can’t allow that,” he replied in a condescending tone. “She’s coming with us.”

Director Alucard squared his shoulders.  “NO.  She’s my agent, and you can’t have her.”

“Easy now.”  The other man in black held up his hands, palms out, in a patronizing manner.  “Director Alucard, your loyalty and protection of your team is admirable, and I respect that.”  His tone was anything but respectful.  “However, you well know that we have jurisdiction in all matters of alien contact. Your agent has had more than incidental contact with an alien criminal.”

“Trust us, Director,” assured the first.  “We will handle your agent with dignity and respect, and she’ll be returned to you in good condition.  But we are taking her with us.”

Agent Katie stood there, feeling alone and small, while the three men discussed who she belonged to as if she wasn’t even there.  She wasn’t looking forward to facing Director Alucard’s ‘interview’ or whatever consequences he had planned for her.  But at least he was familiar, and seemed to care about her.  

The two men in black were frightening to her.  Their agency was shrouded in mystery.  And they had a reputation for being ruthless and above the law.  Agent Katie didn’t like how they were discussing her—and she didn’t like the implications of being returned ‘in good condition.’

Agent Katie could see the resigned look on Director Alucard’s face even before he nodded silently and stepped aside.  He definitely wasn’t happy about being outranked and overruled.  “I’m sorry, Agent Katie, but they’re correct…you will need to go with them for now.”  

He then turned to Smyth and spoke in a calm firm tone.  “Two hours.  I want her back here, unharmed and with all her memories intact, in two hours.”

“We’ll do our best,” Smyth replied.  The two men in black stepped forward and stood imposingly in front of her.  “Your wrists, Agent, if you will.  We would appreciate your cooperation.”

Agent Katie held up her hands with her wrists parallel in front of her.  Smythe’s handcuffs clinked as he withdrew them from his pouch, and Agent Katie could hear the familiar ratcheting sound as they closed down around her wrists, the cool metal feeling heavy on her arms.

Smyth gestured with his hand for her to turn and walk back toward the containment wing.  As she turned, he touched her upper arm with his hand as if to guide her.  He then slipped his hand down to her elbow and held it with a light grip.  The other man, Smythe, fell in step on the other side of her and gently grasped her other elbow.

As they led her away, Agent Katie shot a look back over her shoulder.  The two guards were still standing there, staring as if in shock from what had just happened.  Director Alucard, however, had already turned away and was walking toward his office with a deliberate stride.

Suddenly, Agent Katie felt very vulnerable and very alone.  And as she was taken away into the unknown by two strange men, she was more than a little worried about what might lie ahead.

~~~~~~

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 1 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 2 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 3 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 4 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 5 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 6 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 7 HERE

Close Encounters of the Amphibian Kind, pt. 9 coming soon!

Visit the artist Alucard’s Spirit on deviantArt!

Evie: Mesmerized

Artwork by Katsiika

Full story and working GIF at the WordPress link; excerpt below.

Something a little different and new from me!

I’d never seen the work of the artist, Katsiika, before, and I am really enjoying it.

Enjoy the wonderful image (GIF) and the excerpt below–be sure to click on the WordPress link to read the full saucy and naughty story!

I’d heard that snakes, such as cobras, could be hypnotized into becoming motionless.  My seductive gaze, which worked so well at bending men to my suggestions, followed similar techniques as hypnosis:  soften one’s gaze, speak softly and slowly, smile slyly, and…well, I can’t reveal all of my tricks!

I lowered my chin and looked up at the snake through my eyelashes and the few stray hairs that had fallen over my face.  I matched the tone and pace of his speech.  “It hass been a pleasssure already, to make your acquaintance, Kelerixsss…but I musst be going…perhapss another time, another placssse…”

The snake’s eyes twinkled and flickered in a way I’d not seen in anyone upon whom I’d used my seductive gaze before…’it must be working,’ I thought—I was hypnotizing the snake!

“You mussst be going…going…with me…” Kelerix replied.  

“I mussst be going…with you?”  I responded.  

I meant it as a question but it came out as more of a statement.  At least I was getting the snake to listen to me and follow my lead.  And I loved that flicker in his eyes, surely it meant he was becoming mesmerized by me!  I shook my head to focus again on my words, not his.

“I’m sorry…I mussst be going now…you cannot come with me…” I said, softly but insistently.

“You mussst be going…with me..” he repeated.  “With me…you mussst be cumming…”

“Yessss…”  I could tell my persuasion was working on him, because he was so amiable.  One more time repeating the words should do it.  “I mussst be cumming…with you…” I intoned.

‘Wait…did I say that right?  Gosh, he has beautiful eyes!’

“Yesss, sssensual human…” Kelerix continued.  “Let us go…and cummm…”

“Go…yessss…and cummm…” I replied, nodding.  I was so excited that my skills were able to persuade him to be so agreeable and give me what I wanted.  Wait until Elle heard about this!

Kelerix’s tail wound itself the rest of the way around my body, then around again, and lifted me up until I was standing in the stream bed.  Then he began leading me to one side of the stream.  I noticed it was the side opposite my gear, and so I said, “oh, I forgot my clothes!”

“You have no need of your clothess, sssensual human.”  He showed me that twinkle in his eyes again to go along with his broad grin.  Wait…was he winking at me?  Was he flirting with me??

“Yesss,” I agreed, grinning happily.  “No clothesss.”

~~~~~~

If you enjoyed, go give Katsiika a look on her DA page.

And be sure to read the full saucy and naughty story here:

And thank you again, Rebelcommander6!

KatieD

Walk Without Rhythm 2

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

Cropped: see full uncensored image with text at WP link below:

Full image and text on my page: Walk Without Rhythm 2

Our lovely jogger agreed to go with the three goblins if they protected her from the wurm.

(see part 1 here:)

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.