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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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:
Glob and Krim welcome Agent Katie to the 1500 club.
“Wait,” I said, as Krim was about to gag me. “You’re telling me it’s an actual club??”
“Yup,” replied Glob while he bound my wrists. “And all your watchers are there waiting for you. So stop wriggling!”
“What exactly goes on at this club?” I was feeling a little skeptical this was legit.
“You have to act out all the deviant desires,” Krim explained.
“ALL of them??” ‘We could be here a while…’
“Yup. ALL of them.” Glob grinned. “Stand still so I can do your legs,” he commanded.
“Ummm…wait…all of MY deviant desires, or all of my WATCHERS’ deviant desires?”
“YES.” both space toads replied in unison.
“Hey, uh, guys, hold on…” I pleaded. “I’m not sure I want to – MMMPH!! – NNNNUH! NAAHHH EEEE GHHOHHHH!”
“You wanted lots of watchers,” Glob teased while grabbing my upper arms, tight enough to control my squirming.
“Some of them are ready with requests for you. You should commission Alucard to recreate the most creative one.”
Krim grabbed my legs, avoiding my kicking stocking-clad feet. “Let’s not keep them waiting!!”
“HHHUHHUHHH!! NNNHHH NHH NNHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!”
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Woo hoo!
Back on January 3rd I passed the 1500 watchers milestone.
Regrettably, Alucard and I have been busy with other projects (and year-end processes at work), so we couldn’t get this out until today.
But once again, I’m grateful to all of you watchers for your support and positive reinforcement, and to my discord friends and artist collaborators for encouraging me and pushing me to keep creating.
Last January 2nd 2022 I renewed my commitment to having FUN with my writing, and what a difference it made! At the time my page had 345 watchers, so in 2022 I added:
1150 watchers
1.74M page views
10.5K favorites
1800 comments
206 posts
And looking at my queue and to-do list…I can honestly say:
2023 is going to blow that away!
Thank you all again!
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @AlucardsSpirit
And was a very sweet gift to celebrate my 1500.
If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
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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Ok, this image is a repeat that started with a recent #QBTuesday post here:
But I got so many fun comments and conversations from it, I realized it deserved a little story of it’s own…so here is part 1, and there is already a PART 2 coming, too!
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“Lacey, check out this excursion!” I thrust the pamphlet in her face excitedly while we sipped our drinks on the sun deck of our cruise ship. “The Space Pirate Abduction Experience!”
Lacey reached for the pamphlet, causing her bikini top to slip off one breast. She made no move to replace it, and began to read aloud from the flier. “Experience the thrill of having ruthless space pirates board our cruise ship and take you prisoner. Our contracted pirate ‘actors’ will go above and beyond to make the experience as real as possible for you.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “Really, Katie, don’t you and I get enough ‘abduction experiences’ as it is? Besides, Krim and Glob are waiting for us on Abrexia-9. We should probably be resting up for whatever they have planned for us.”
“Oh come on, Lacey,” I pouted. “It’s a long voyage. The boys wouldn’t begrudge us a little fun along the way, would they? Besides, it will get us in the mood for their plans.” I gave her a little wink over the rim of my fruity drink.
Lacey grinned. “Alright. It will break up the monotony of this cruise.” She looked at the back of the pamphlet. “It’s surprisingly inexpensive for a cruise excursion. We’ve spent more than this on drinks this afternoon alone.”
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Several hours and several drinks later, a warning klaxon stirred us from dozing on the sun deck. By now both of us were sunbathing in the nude – which not only prevented tan lines, but we hadn’t paid for a single drink since taking off our suits!
‘Attention passengers: Please return to your cabins immediately. We have been ordered to heave-to and allow our ship to be boarded. There is no cause for alarm; we have an agreement with the, uh, boarding party. Once we uh, complete our transaction with them, we will be again on our way and the all-clear will be sounded. We’ll have you back out on decks before dinner service begins! Please return to your cabins, and, uh, follow all crew instructions to the letter.’
I grinned at Lacey. “Do you think this is it??”
“Ooh, I bet it is!” she replied excitedly. “Let’s hurry back to our cabins…I’ll see you on the excursion!”
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The ship’s captain met the boarding party with an anxious expression. He handed over a tablet with a list of names and images on the screen. “Here is the guest list for the uh, ‘excursion.’ You’ll see that all necessary waivers and contracts have been signed.”
He cleared his throat nervously and continued. “You’ll see everything is in order, if you’ll please just go about your business and allow us to resume our journey.”
The leader of the boarding party glanced up from the tablet. “We will take our time and enjoy ourselves as usual – after all, you promised your guests a realistic experience, did you not?” His attention returned to the tablet. “15 sign-ups. Well done, captain.”
The pirate leader nodded to another. “Pay the man.” Then he addressed the rest of his boarding party while tapping the tablet rapidly. “Large group today so most of you are going solo, with an escort from the cruise ship. I’m beaming your assignments to you now.”
There was a buzz of excitement as his crew glanced at the mini-tablets strapped to their forearms. “Have fun, but remember to make sure your assignments are having fun, too – stay in character!! Move them to the staging area quickly.”
The boarding party began to disperse toward the passenger cabin decks. An excited pirate in a red space suit nudged his friend and held out his wrist-tablet. “Lookie! I gots a sexy blonde this time!”
“Very hot!” his friend replied, holding out his own screen. “I got me a spicy redhead. This is gonna be a great haul this time.”
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I had barely made it back to my cabin before there was a knock on my door and I heard the beep of the electronic lock opening. I’d intended to rinse off the salty residue from the brine swimming pool and my perspiration from the sun, but a quick glance in the mirror told me that the faint glisten on my skin looked pretty good. I turned to face the door.
A member of the excursion team entered my cabin first, with a sheepish grin on his face and his hands over his head as if he was being held at gunpoint.
He nodded toward whoever was behind him. “Uh, miss, the uh, pirates who boarded the ship have selected you as a um…hostage for the negotiations. If you will, uh, go with him quietly he, uh, promises no one will be harmed.”
“Of course!” I exclaimed with an excited grin. I raised my own hands up above my shoulders in surrender. “I won’t resist, I promise!”
The ‘pirate’ stepped around the crewman with a big grin on his face and pointing a little device at me. “Oooooweee!” he exclaimed, his big eyes getting even bigger. “Yer even prettier than yer picture. I gots me a good one this time!”
My eyes widened too, and my jaw fell open. It was one of those slimy little boglin bastards! I’m not sure what I expected my ‘space pirate’ to look like, but it wasn’t one of these little green cretins!
I’d had enough experience with boglins that I knew it made sense the cruise line would hire them to play the role of space pirates. After all, they had a reputation for taking human women captive and trafficking them back to their home planet. So they really did fit the part.
My pint-sized captor holstered his little gun and hastened over to my side. He put his arm around my legs and clutched me tightly, pressing his cheek against my hip. “Mmmmm, smooth humie skin,” he murmured. He gave me a little sniff and a discreet short lick. “Oooh, tasty, too.”
He turned back toward the crewman, who now had his hands down and a camera in his hands. “Souvenir photo, miss?” he asked, his grin now a little more salacious than sheepish. “No extra charge. It’s uh, part of the package.”
My little boglin pirate wrapped his arms more tightly around my legs, his fingers spreading out to grip my thighs. He turned to face the camera, and as he did, he threw one leg up around my knee to straddle me possessively. I could feel just how excited he was – pressing against my leg.
‘Ok Katie, he might not be the dashing pirate captor you imagined,’ I told myself, ‘but this could still be a lot of fun if you just go along with it.’ I took a deep breath. ‘The cruise line went to a lot of trouble to put this together, so it will all be fine. And Lacey will be there, too.’
I grinned in spite of myself and held my pose for the crewman’s photos, and giggled as my little captor hammed it up for the camera.
‘Yeah, this will be fun,’ I thought to myself. ‘Just relax and enjoy the adventure…’
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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!
“I signed up for the ‘Pirate Abduction 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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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 eighth of a new series, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”It started in conjunction with @CallMePlisskin He has his own #TuesdayTease series on his page.
Loud invites Katie to her condo in the mountains for a little ‘getaway girls’ weekend’ as a birthday gift.
But what kind of kinky fun birthday plans does Loud have in store for Katie??
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Loud positioned me up on her bed, seated, with my legs stretched out before me. She stared at me for a moment, as if unsure what to do next.
Her eyes met mine for just a moment, and then they began to travel down my form, slowly, as if taking in my curves and appreciating what her ropes were doing to them. I watched as her gaze moved on down my legs to my bare feet and pointed toes.
Loud’s eyes sparkled and the corner of her mouth turned up all of a sudden, as an idea popped into her head. Apparently she subscribed to the ‘when in doubt, add more rope’ method, because she grabbed another coil and climbed up onto the bed with me.
She positioned herself sitting on my thighs facing away from me and reached forward to grasp my ankles. I kicked my feet playfully, wriggling and pointing my toes, pretending to try and keep them out of her control.
Loud responded just as I hoped she would, grabbing my ankles and gripping them hard, pressing them down firmly into the mattress. I gave a soft whimper to let her know it was exactly what I wanted, too.
She took her time with the rope, placing the strands artistically just so, cinching them between my shins and knotting them out of reach. She was a quick study of technique, too!
Even after she was done binding them, she held her grip on my ankles while I flexed my feet and wriggled my toes in mock struggle. I could tell she enjoyed that, because she gripped me even tighter, and sat back more heavily on my thighs, reminding me I was pinned there.
I twisted and writhed my upper body, bending my arms around my sides and shaking my shoulders. The swaying of my breasts felt good, but what felt even better was the tugging of the long crotch-rope. I moaned and mmphed loudly into the gag.
Loud took a peek over her shoulder at me. I could see that sparkle in her eyes again, and a trace of a smile in her usual calm expression. She was enjoying herself, and enjoying the reactions she was drawing out of me.
I savored the intimate moment between us. I could smell her perfume, even the scent of her shampoo or body lotion – and the mingling scents of our shared arousal. I closed my eyes for a moment and drank in all the senses of having her this close.
The center of her backside aligned perfectly with the valley between my thighs. I became acutely aware of my knees pressing against the backs of her inner thighs, and I could feel the heat radiating from there…it matched the heat I felt growing between my own legs.
I sighed happily, and I thought I heard the same from her. If the evening went no further than this, I was content and quite pleased with my birthday present from her.
But I was hoping this wouldn’t be the end of the evening, either…
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @La-Loud and includes her OC.
Will this be the end of the evening?
If you want more, like I do, let’s all go to Loud’s DA page and let her know!
KatieD 