Alucard and I hope you’ve enjoyed this bit of cheesy B-Movie and Basic Cable TV nostalgia.
All the previous episodes are saved in a Gallery on my home page:
‘The Creature from the Black Lagoon,’ ‘Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity,’ ‘Barbarian Queen,’ ‘Earth Girls are Easy,’ ‘Barb Wire,’ ‘Night Trap,’ ‘Mars Attacks,’ ‘Big Bad Wolf,’ ‘Candyman,’ and ‘Weird Science.’
Here are links to a few, but check out the gallery on my DA page for the rest!
No promises, but do you have any suggestions for next week’s Throwback Thursday??
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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!
“So, you little maniac, YOU’VE brought me here to serve you – what do YOU want me to do first?”
Agent Katie becomes YOUR custom-made genie, beholden to satisfy YOUR every whim.
So, uh…win-win?
Bad news, though…I think your no-nut November will be over by day 2.
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“I’m at your command,” Agent Katie tells you. “You direct me! I’m down for sex, drugs, rock-n-roll… chips, dips, chains, whips… You know, your basic kinky sexy fun times orgy type of things.”d
“I mean, uh, I suppose we could even do candle wax on the nipples, or spanking, or anything like that, sure, sure, sure.” she continues.
“Just a couple of naughty kids messing around in their underwear, acting like complete animals.”
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Welcome to the tenth episode of ‘Throwback Thursday!’ and our homage to ‘Weird Science.’
Alucard and I hope you’ve enjoyed this bit of cheesy B-Movie nostalgia.
All the previous episodes are saved in a Gallery on my home page:
‘The Creature from the Black Lagoon,’ ‘Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity,’ ‘Barbarian Queen,’ ‘Earth Girls are Easy,’ ‘Barb Wire,’ ‘Night Trap,’ ‘Mars Attacks,’ ‘Big Bad Wolf,’ and ‘Candyman.’
Here are links to a few, but check out the new gallery for the rest!
No promises, but do you have any suggestions for next week’s Throwback Thursday??
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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!
Agent @Cecyme Medina hijacked Agent Katie’s Thursday training session AGAIN!
This time she decided to deliver a little naked pain endurance training with a crotch rope, breast bondage, toes tied – and a little caning of Agent Katie’s delicate soles.
Would she succeed in getting Agent Katie to cum under duress while in such a vulnerable position??
You really have to read the whole vignette she wrote on her page! See link below.
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This is just a crop of my dear friend Cecyme ‘s artwork that she created for me.
Cecy has totally flipped the script on me, and I have to concede she’s gotten me good, I’m on defense now!
We started out with Fridays as special training days for Cecy around the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. server.
She was publicly put through her paces by agents and villains alike.
She’s such a good sport – and reacts so delightfully – and looks so good doing it!
Cecy decided that on Thursdays, I – her boss and mentor, Senior Agent Katie – should receive a similar treatment. And ever since then, she’s surprised me with sexy images every Thursday.
Cecy now has her own GALLERY on MY DA page where you can see all of our shared images.
Since last Thursday I’ve been working on a special story to ‘pay her back.’
Well, I was a little ambitious with the story and the constraints of real life have kept me from finishing it yet.
So I figured the least I could do was to feature a CROP of her latest image and encourage you to go to her page Cecyme to see the full image and more of her incredibly sexy work.
GO! NOW! GO CHECK IT OUT!
And keep an eye out here for my story for Cecy featuring a gorgeous image by our mutual friend MenchiMenagerie – hopefully by Wednesday!
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See previous images of Cecy dominating Agent Katie here:
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Huge thanks to my sweet friend Cecyme for this steamy hot artwork.
I’m flattered that she would take time to craft this for me and I’m so grateful for her friendship!
Go check her out on her DA page for lots of fun scenes and stories – she writes great saucy prose – and more artwork with her friends.
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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Agent Katie’s investigation at the clinic takes a ‘totally unexpected’ turn. 😉
Well, she did insist that they ‘show’ her what was going on at the clinic…now it seems that Dr. Prodo has chosen a treatment plan for our intrepid Agent!
Not critical, you may wish to check out Agent Katie’s previous adventure first!
1. 2. 3. 4.
Previous in this one:
1. 2. 3.
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When Dr. Prodo said they were taking me on a lengthy tour, he wasn’t kidding! He must have cleared his whole afternoon schedule for me. I suppose I should be flattered, but then I wasn’t sure he actually did much around the clinic anyway – besides creepily caress his patients’ shoes.
They took me into a dozen or so ‘treatment’ rooms of the facility. Each seemed to have a different fetish-related theme. Many, MANY were related to bondage or peril of one form or another.
There was a room with a woman in a blouse and skirt tied to a chair, detective-gagged. Another had a naked woman strapped to an interrogation chair. There was a woman mummified in plastic and another all in latex and hooded. There was even a woman swinging in a suspended hogtie.
“Hmm…decisions, decisions…” Dr. Prodo murmured while Orderly Knismo carried me from room to room, making sure my rear still bounced along the bulge in his trousers the whole time. Nurse Gargalesis seemed to be watching my expressions closely, studying my reactions to each room.
They didn’t ask me my opinion, of course. Which is fine, because I probably would have reacted much like Dr. Prodo: ‘decisions, decisions…’ I mean, ALL the rooms looked pretty good to me!
“Perhaps we should check out some other fetishes…” Nurse Gargalesis suggested.
We stopped at a door that said ‘Nick’s Room.’ Inside a huge room were a few women being chased around the room by monsters of all sorts…a giant snake, a dragon, a worm, a T-Rex. There were vines and giant plants. I watched in horror as the creatures snagged the women one by one and slowly dragged them or dropped them into their mouths – and swallowed them up!
“Oh, wait…” the doctor suddenly said. “You like to tell your stories on DeviantArt, don’t you? Well, we’d better stay away from this room so you don’t get the ban-hammer. And so that you don’t get harassed by jaded misogynistic pedantic twats hypocritically indulging even stranger fetishes.”
“Mmm-hmmm,” I nodded in agreement as he closed the door to ‘Nick’s Room.’
We progressed through a number of other rooms, Nurse Gargalesis watching my reactions carefully. We saw women in anime cat looking costumes, others screaming into gags while they were tickled, subjects being flogged and riding Sybians, one tattooed woman getting piercings, still more women posed like lamps and tables, even women watching other women getting it on.
And still, ALL of them stirred some level of interest…if I wasn’t gagged, I might have asked if there was an orc or goblin room, too, or maybe one with aliens or giant space toads.
Nurse Gargalesis abruptly spoke, interrupting my wandering mind. “I have a suggestion, Doctor – one that I know will please you greatly – I mean, in the sense it will help Agent Katie, of course.” She leaned over and whispered in Dr. Prodo’s ear, and I watched as his face lit up happily.
“Yes, yes, excellent prognosis!” he murmured. “Most astute! I think Agent Katie will respond well.”
“Which room, Doc?” Orderly Knismo said from behind me. He hadn’t actually spoken before, so I was surprised that his voice didn’t match his looks. Instead of a deep vibrato like Mr. Clean or even Ernst Blofeld, he sounded more like a squeaky version of Dr. Evil – or perhaps his ‘Mini-me.’
“Ahh, Knismo, we will have to arrange a special hybrid room for Agent Katie…while Gargalesis and I ready the room, will you please prepare the patient? I think she is sufficiently subdued and the straitjacket will no longer be necessary. Please change her into an exam gown – you know, the kind that never quite covers your ass? Be sure to keep her strapped and gagged, though!”
I’ll say this about Orderly Knismo – the guy sure enjoys his work, and followed through on his assignments with an enthusiasm unknown to mankind. He kept my legs tightly strapped while he removed my straitjacket and exchanged it for a wispy-thin hospital gown. He was even kind enough to wipe the perspiration from my lower back and from between my breasts making sure he got under and around them, too. He knew it got hot and sweaty inside those canvas jackets.
He added white straps to my upper body and even replaced the ones on my legs with matching white ones – gotta stay color-coordinated, I guess. My plugged panel-gag was removed and he dabbed at my drool before replacing it with a wide swatch of micro-foam tape – very sanitary!
He fitted me with a thick leather collar and attached a leader line to it. I’m not totally sure why; so far he’d carried me everywhere and my legs were still strapped together…but I didn’t complain, after all, I’ll never say no to a well-fitting collar with a lead that can be used to control me!
I soon found out why, as he set me on my feet and commanded me to jump. I gave a little hop, and he watched as my braless breasts bounced and jiggled before settling back into place. He gave a little grin, and said, “that’ll do,” before turning to leave the room. I had no choice but to bunny-hop along behind him, bouncing and jiggling all the way down the hall to the exam rooms.
He turned to watch me hop, blatantly leering, while bobbing his own head in time with a strange tune he was humming. It took me a moment to identify the song, and begin to ‘mmmph’ along:
‘I came to get down, I came to get down, so get out your seat and jump around…’
Strangely, once I picked up the beat it was easier for me to hop down the hallway. I tried NOT to think about what the band name might imply for the treatment I was destined to receive, though.
Once we rejoined Dr. Prodo and the nurse in the exam room they’d prepared, the orderly grabbed me from behind to help me stand, grabbing my chest and pulling me back against him.
Nurse Gargalesis and the doctor looked quite proud of the setup they’d arranged, greeting me with wide grins. My place in the room seemed to be an exam table with the back propped up. Above the foot of the table dangled an ominous-looking hook – I could imagine what that might be used for – I assumed at least some body part of mine was likely to soon be suspended from it!
Nurse Gargalesis held up a clear mask. The tank on the other end of its tubing had bold lettering indicating it was actually N2O – nitrous oxide, or laughing gas (the little laughing emoji was a secondary clue!). She twisted the valve and grinned as the hiss of gas flowed from the mask.
Dr. Prodo stood beside the table with a broad smile. In his hand he held a feather – apparently at some point my reactions must have betrayed a fondness for tickling – and a rather long and wobbly dildo. They probably didn’t need any reaction from me to inspire that choice of tools.
“Agent Katie!” he crowed. “Welcome to your personalized treatment program. If you’ll just relax and submit yourself to our care, we’ll begin exploiting – I mean treating – your particular fetishes and peccadilloes immediately.” He paused and nodded at Orderly Knismo.
I squirmed and struggled a bit, mostly out of habit, as the orderly lifted me up and planted me on the exam table, reclined against the padded backrest, my bound legs stretched out before me. “Give yourself over to us,” the Dr. intoned. “We’ll have you giggling and squealing in no time!”
I realized then Knismo was humming a new tune, one I soon recognized from a Jell-O commercial:
“Watch it wiggle, see it jiggle…”
~~~to be continued~~~
Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Agent Katie’s investigation at the clinic takes a ‘totally unexpected’ turn. 😉
Well, she did insist that they ‘show’ her what was going on at the clinic!
Not critical, you may wish to check out Agent Katie’s previous adventure first!
1. 2. 3. 4.
Previous in this one:
1. 2.
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You know, I wish I had $1,000 for every time I had to write ‘and then I was stripped, bound and gagged’ in an After-Action report. Because I’d be close to having a million dollars by now. And I wouldn’t have to eat Kraft dinners. And I’d buy an exotic pet, like a llama or an emu.
But no, here we go again. Maybe I can get a checklist added to the paperwork. Like, ‘stripped,’ check. ‘Bound and gagged,’ check. ‘Groped and manhandled,’ yes please! I mean, ‘check.’
Anyhoo, yes, you guessed it. After Nurse Gargalesis injected me and I slumped in Orderly Knismo’s arms, the two removed my short skirt and long, long jacket. My blouse and bra soon followed, leaving me only in my lacy lavender thong. Thank goodness I put on a clean one.
“Just relax, agent,” the nurse murmured patronizingly. “As far as your agency or anyone else will know, you’re checking yourself into our facility willingly – so we can help with your numerous and pervasive naughty kinks. I think you’ll find our therapy will identify and exploit every single one!”
I mumbled something about ‘never getting away with this,’ or ‘my partner knows where I am,’ or some other meaningless bluffs. I think I even used the old ‘go on, do your worst, you’ll never get me to cum’ line – which villains always seemed to take as a challenge, so I don’t know why I use that one. In any event, I don’t think they wanted me to talk, since they promptly plug-gagged me.
I was awake and aware of everything, but unable to resist as they worked my limp arms into the sleeves of a straitjacket. Their fingers worked with expert precision to tuck and fit the canvas around my curves and cinch the straps tightly into places that straps had no business going!
They had to know they didn’t need to immobilize my numb legs, but that didn’t stop them from strapping my thighs and ankles with wide belts. The orderly was strong enough to contain and control me even before the injection. I suspect they knew, but they just wanted to anyway.
Meanwhile, the odd little Dr. Prodo stayed off to one side, still holding my dropped high heel and gazing lovingly at it. It was pretty clear what his particular fetish involved…and I wondered how much my newly bared soles and toes might have to do with it. For a clinic that supposedly treated and suppressed kinks, he seemed to be openly celebrating his…in fact, they all did!
As soon as they had me neatly contained, Orderly Knismo wrapped his burly arms around me and lifted my feet off the floor. With my upper body grasped tightly, he let my pinioned legs dangle and swing side to side. My rear brushed across the front of his trousers, cheeks bumping over his obvious erection. When I stopped swinging, his hard-on nestled in between.
“Off we go to the therapy wing,” Nurse Gargalesis said happily, pointing toward a hallway. The orderly carried me forward, still deliberately bouncing my rear off his firm bulge. “Are you coming along, doctor?” she directed back at Dr. Prodo – who appeared lost in an intense kinky fantasy.
“Precious, precious…” the doctor murmured, staring at the glossy black heel. “Oh, it would take such a delightfully warped naughty girl to wear this wickedly kinky shoe…to willingly put herself through such discomfort…to elongate her calves…tone her thighs…torment her arches…”
“Excuse me…Dr. Prodo?” the nurse pressed. “The subject is ready.”
“Hmmm?” the doctor finally responded, shaking off his fugue. “Ah yes, yes. Therapy. Let’s begin with a comprehensive tour of all our treatment rooms to find the right one for Agent Katie. We must get to the foot – I mean root – causes of our dear agent’s kinks.” His eyes flared with zeal.
“All of them,”he grinned. “Thoroughly.And urgently!”
~~~to be continued~~~
Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Agent Katie’s investigation at the clinic takes a ‘totally unexpected’ turn. 😉
Well, she did insist that they ‘show’ her what was going on at the clinic!
Not critical, you may wish to check out Agent Katie’s previous adventure first!
1. 2. 3. 4.
And part 1 of this one:
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“Awww, crap on a crack–”
Before I could fully spit out a pithy epithet, the orderly (who reminded me of a floor-cleaning ad) grabbed me from behind. Thick fingers clamped over my mouth and a brawny arm scooped me up against his solid body – lifting me right up off my feet and clenching me to his broad chest.
With his long arm wrapped under my breasts and gripping my opposite elbow, he had both my arms pinned uselessly. I twisted my waist and swung my legs, trying to gain leverage or kick him in the shin with my stilettos, and that just made me lose my high heel and made my skirt ride up!
Under different circumstances, I wouldn’t complain about a big muscular man seizing me and sweeping me off my feet, tossing me about and manhandling me, even silencing me, and maybe a little hair pulling and ass slapping and…uh…sorry, totally lost my train of thought there.
Not this time, though! This time, it was going to cost me twenty bucks! The guys on the Hostage Rescue Team (who I knew well, they were usually first on the scene for my mission fails) offered me 10:1 odds I’d get captured and bound again, and I had indignantly taken them up on the bet.
I mean, just because my mission success rate was hovering around 70% and my ‘success without being tied up’ rate was in the single digits, didn’t mean they had to insult and mock me like that. Come to think of it, 10:1 odds were a bad deal with my non-capture rate so low. Damn.
I kept struggling, not ready to submit. That’s when I noticed lanky and gawky Nurse Gargalesis approaching with a syringe in her hand, ready to make like Will Smith and ‘get all jabby wit it.’
My eyes went wide and I tried to shake my head ‘no, no,’ but big ol’ Orderly Knismo was holding my face so tight I couldn’t budge it. Unlike legendary Joey Ramone, I didn’t wanna be sedated!
Apparently she didn’t get my message, or didn’t care, or wasn’t a punk rock fan. She jabbed the needle in my arm and pressed the plunger all the way, giving me the whole 0.09 yards!
I felt my body going limp and a feeling of peace. I was still captured, still clenched in the man’s grip, could still feel everything, was still in a crap-ton of trouble…I just didn’t really care so much!
It didn’t even bother me – even though it should have been a ginormous red flag – that creepy Dr. Prodo had picked up my fallen stiletto heel and was gazing at it like it was some trophy.
Seriously, find yourself someone in life who looks at you like he was looking at that high heel!
~~~to be continued~~~
Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Author Katie takes a break from writing to stroll on the beach – covering up with her favorite blue kimono mini-dress.
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The rented condo in the exclusive beachside resort was the perfect place for me to rejuvenate myself and get some focused writing done. It had already been a productive day; dozens of pages had flown from my fingertips – despite the distraction of the condo’s stunning view of the ocean, or the sounds of the crashing surf.
I figured it was time for a well-deserved break. Besides, the cleaning crew would be there to refresh and restock the condo for the remainder of my stay. I’d feel awkward if I was hanging out there while they worked, as well as unproductive. So why not head on down to the beach for a stroll and maybe even a quick dip?
I donned my cute pink bikini and my chunky-soled sandals and prepared to head out. I paused for a moment though, remembering the last time I’d slinked down to the beach in only my bikini. Apparently some of the other, more prudish residents had complained that I was in violation of some HOA rules on ‘appropriate apparel in public spaces.’
At the time I really felt bad for the gentleman from the facility management team. He had to take a break from supervising his service crews to come intercept me on my way back from the beach. He pulled up in his golf cart, blocking my path, and asked politely if he could speak with me about a homeowner complaint.
Alright, I’ll be the first to admit my bikini was a little snug and a little light on coverage. I have to give him credit, he managed to keep from openly gawking at me, but I could see the flush in his cheeks and the sparks in his eyes as he stole quick looks when he thought I was glancing away. But he was a perfect gentleman about it – and handsome, too.
I would LOVE it, I thought, if I ran into him again (and got to enjoy making him nervous while he was stealing glances again). Walking out in my bikini again might be the best way to ensure that happened. But I didn’t want to cause him – or myself – any trouble with the other homeowners.
So I went into my closet and pulled out one of my favorite beach cover-ups, a navy-blue-and-lavender floral print kimono mini-dress. It was comfy to wear, stretchy and satin smooth, and with beautiful high slits and cut-outs in all the right places! And the cheongsam-style button collar drew the fabric in to hug my curves sensually.
In my personal opinion, it was almost as alluring and eye-catching as the bikini alone – and yet, wouldn’t run afoul of those stuffy HOA rules!
I grabbed my woven jute beach bag and sunglasses and set out on the walkway between the condos that lead to the beach access. I hadn’t gone far when I heard the familiar hum of an electric golf cart coming up behind me. I turned and lowered my sunglasses, movie-star style, to catch the eyes of the handsome facilities manager.
“Oh dear…” I cooed in a playful tone. “Are you here to check up on my attire? Or perhaps inspect me for wardrobe malfunctions?”
His face flushed again while he flashed a big smile. “Uh, no, Miss…” he said in an equally playful tone. “I’m just watching to make sure you get down to the beach safely. You know, there have been reports of space toads and froglins accosting beautiful women such as yourself…”
“You just made that up…there are no such things as froglins or space toads, are there? Those are just creatures dreamed up to fuel women’s fantasies of being abducted by mischievous creatures, right?”
The man grinned broadly and winked. “Maybe they are, maybe they aren’t…but why risk it?” He patted the bench seat next to him. “How about I give you a ride down to the beach, just to be on the safe side?”
“What a chivalrous gentleman you are,” I smirked back at him while taking a seat beside him. “Onward, my gallant knight!”
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The little pink bikini in question:
And froglin abductions aren’t totally unheard of around here:
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Image created by @AlucardsSpirit. Go check out his page!
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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
A few people noticed I didn’t do my usual 7am post this morning.
I’ve posted 23 days in a row, my 2nd longest streak.
But work’s been pretty relentless this week, and last night I just sat staring at the computer trying to work up the text for the 3rd image in the ‘F*ck I just sat down’ series.
I was pretty brain fried and didn’t want to crank out something substandard just to keep a streak alive.
Plus, the reactions to the last couple significant writing pieces I shared with friends were really disappointing. As someone who thrives on positive reinforcement, I was feeling pretty flat.
Finally, I said ‘F*ck it,’ shut down the laptop, made a drink and sat on the patio with a book. I just needed a break (and apologies to those I didn’t return messages to, either).
So here we are: technically I’m keeping the streak alive with this ‘Katie Needed a Break’ image. But disclosure: I ain’t got nothing for tomorrow yet, either.
So I’m going to find me a nice quiet place outdoors to relax and rejuvenate and get some fresh air and ponder some new ideas. Perhaps take a cue from my friend MenchiMenagerie and get some beach time before summer is over.
It’s not like I’m going to find any drama or peril just hanging out alone on a beach, right??
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.
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