Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

**Aurora Rush is wined, dined, and romanced by a rather dashing and gentlemanly alien**

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 33: Gentlemanly Grey

“Ahh, my delectable Miss Aurora, I know you are awake…please open your eyes and behold me. It is time to prepare you for our date.”

I didn’t hear the voice so much as felt it in my mind, compelling me to emerge from the darkness of a deep sleep. Without opening my eyes, I assessed my situation as I’d been trained to do.

Lying on my back, check.
Strapped down to a hard surface, check.
Completely naked, check.

In other words, a typical mid-mission assessment.

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Gentlemanly Grey

And see Aurora’s other adventures here:

Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

**Aurora Rush is captured while investigating the pleasure-droid factory–and a most unusual interrogation follows!**

Full image and excerpt at Katied.life. This Aurora Rush cover was the work of my friend CallMePlissken for Fannda Flames–an author who writes what are affectionately known as ‘trashy novels.’ Fannda has a small but loyal following and is a favorite of Alynnya Slatefire and her friends. Watch my site for more works by Fannda coming soon…and enjoy the excerpt below!

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Excerpt from Mission 17: Synthetic Seductresses

“Welcome to Synthetica Prime, Miss Rush. We are delighted to catch you trespassing.”

The silent sexy silvery sentries snagged my shackled wrists and secured them to cables stretching me taut. Their womanly curves and feminine faces didn’t match their ruthless rough manhandling, and it was pretty hot to be marched about and manipulated like a mannequin.

“What kind of prison cell is this?” I asked the unseen speaker. “And what’s going on, are you going to interrogate me?” I hoped I sounded defiant instead of just turned on by that thought.

“No, Miss Rush. You are in our research and testing laboratory. Your arrival has offered us the opportunity to study your kind and determine your optimal method of seduction and pleasure.”

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Synthetic Seductresses

And see Aurora’s other adventure here: Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Aurora Rush cover artwork by CallMePlissken

Mission 13: Aurora Rush crashes on an uncharted planet and is Taken by Tentacles!

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Excerpt from Mission 13: Taken by Tentacles

I swatted furiously at the tendrils making their way into my skin-tight space-suit. If they found their way inside, it would be–

’Ohhhhhhhhhh!’

–too late.

I clenched down with my thighs pressed together, trying to keep the invader from getting any deeper. I could feel it pulsing, prodding, probing, prying me apart as it plunged inside my–

’Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!’

I shuddered as the surging of the throbbing thrusting appendage sent peals of pleasure rolling through me. My eyelids fluttered and I momentarily lost focus on the fight.

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See the full image and read more from Fannda’s book on my site here: Aurora Rush: Taken by Tentacles

Stories in the Candlelight pt.2

artwork by menchimenagerie

Laressa drops in on Evie and Millie’s evening with a reminder and warning for Evie

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity and Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie and appear with their permission.

Recently I commissioned my good friend and artist/author Menchi for a two-part tale of an encounter between Evie and The Jaded Entity’s Millie–an evening during which his character Laressa ‘drops in.’

See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

See Part 2 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Here’s an excerpt:

I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan as the fingertips traced ever so slowly between my thighs, tantalizing as they moved further under my dress. The touch was delicate but deliberate, leaving no doubt that its owner was in control–that I was under their control.

My mind told me that the touch was familiar, that I knew who this was behind me. The whispers had stopped, and my head was clearing as I realized my chin was no longer in their grip.

Instead, those fingertips were tracing down my neck, over my collarbone, and down my chest. They deftly slipped under the fabric of my dress and traced across my upper breast. They danced teasingly around, brushing close enough to my areolas to make my nipples respond, without making any satisfying connection.

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See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

See Part 2 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Stories in the Candlelight pt.1

artwork by menchimenagerie

Evie prepares for an intimate evening with Millie, but someone is watching…

Millie is the character of The Jaded Entity and Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie and appear with their permission.

See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’

Here’s an excerpt:

By candlelight in the bedroom, I was taking my time with Millie, making her feel just a little more helpless with each added restraint. I was cautious, not wanting to get ahead of myself, taking care to avoid binding her in too strenuous a position or overwhelm her too quickly.

I listened closely to the delightful little gasps and squeaks as I cinched ankles, knees, wrists and elbows together. At each stage, I encouraged her to wriggle and test her ropes to make sure they felt satisfyingly snug without pinching or pulling.

I may have also encouraged her to wriggle because she looked so delicious doing it. It was taking all my willpower not to pull off all her clothes and indulge my own desires. That would be a mistake; she had put a lot of faith in me, putting herself in my hands, and I didn’t want to betray that trust.

Instead, I simply tugged her top down over her shoulders and uncovered just enough of her breasts and back to make her feel a little vulnerable and exposed. I did the same with the hem of her skirt, exposing her pert little bottom (and suppressing my urge to smack or pinch it!).

“How does that feel, sweetie?” I asked softly, hesitant to disturb the quiet tension in the room.

Millie gave some more test wriggles, rolling to one side, and tucking her knees to her chest. “It feels really good, Evie. I wouldn’t mind being a little more restrained…I want to feel like I really can’t move or escape.”

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See Part 1 of ‘Stories in the Candlelight.’