Agent M is gaining confidence and starting to assert her dominance.
As Quartermaster for the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. Agent Em is responsible for testing all sorts of equipment and gear, and testing the agents as well.
Lately, though, she seems to be taking advantage of her position and taking liberties with some of the agents. Gosh, I hope that arrogance doesn’t come back to haunt her at some point…soon!
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This is just a crop of a fun new image from my awesome friend @jonut21, please go to his page and see the full kinky image.
And Agent Katie is in this one, too!
See the full image here:
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
Agent Katie attends her first ‘RP-Con’ as Black Canary…
and the ‘villains’ there want to take role-playing at the con just a little too seriously!!
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Agent Katie stood outside the convention center’s doors and took a breath to collect herself. Not too deep of a breath, because too deep and her breasts would pop right out of her bustier. Even a shallow breath made them jiggle before coming to rest with her nipples barely in the cups.
At least focusing on keeping her boobs contained was distracting her from how the thong-back of her bodysuit was cleaving up between her fishnet-clad butt cheeks. She was pretty sure the taxi driver left her short of the entrance so he could watch her ass wiggle toward the door – along with all the other convention attendees walking toward the gates who stopped to check her out.
Agent Katie was a little anxious about attending her first ever RP-Con. She’d been to a Comic-Con a couple times before, had even cosplayed as Black Canary once before. But RolePlay Con was different – here, attendees expected participants to STAY in character. And registered participants who were roleplaying allies or enemies were expected to act as such.
That meant if Agent Katie encountered any of Black Canary’s villains or foils, they might try to fight or capture her. Dressed as she was in the snug leather catsuit/bustier, the tall leather boots and fitted leather jacket, and the eye-catching fishnets – she’d have a target on her back.
Or her butt.
Which, on any given weekend, could turn into a LOT of sexy kinky fun. But that wasn’t her main goal in attending. One of her good artist friends was also attending, and they had agreed to meet up. Jonathan, aka ‘Jonut 21,’ would be showcasing his art and sketching commissions at the convention, and he’d promised to draw her modeling her Black Canary costume.
Once Agent Katie entered the hall, the leers and stares increased dramatically. Phones and cameras were aimed in her direction and began clicking away in earnest. Agent Katie blushed, but she wasn’t surprised. She’d expected to garner a fair amount of attention, especially from a convention crowd. And she had to admit, she did enjoy their curiosity – to a certain degree.
The girl at check-in smiled sweetly. “Ah yes,” she said as she checked Katie’s ticket. “I have an envelope for you.” She gave Agent Katie’s costume a once over – and blushed, biting her lip.
“Thank you,” Agent Katie replied politely. Inside the envelope was a note:
“Hey, jiggly one, it’s your favorite cabin boy / mad scribbler. Looking forward to finally seeing you in the flesh. I saved you a barstool in the corner – J da CB.”
Agent Katie grinned and a hint of blush crossed her cheeks. She was finally going to meet her friend in person – and find out what he looked like in real life! Then she noticed a post-script.
“P.S. The Greebs heard you were coming, and they’re more geeked than usual – keep an eye out, the little stinkers are everywhere, and ready to role-play ya…”
Agent Katie grinned wryly. She should have figured on that. Now she was even a little more self-conscious of her outfit – those little Greebs got more handsy the more flesh they could see.
“Excuse me, miss,” Agent Katie asked the reception girl again, tearing the girl’s eyes away from the front of Katie’s bustier. “Can you tell me where the booth for Jonut21 is?”
“Uhh…yes, yes of course,” the girl stammered. She placed a map of the RP-Con convention floor on the table between them. “We are here…” she said, drawing an ‘X’ by the doors. “Aaaand his booth is…let’s see…” Her pen traveled to the diametric opposite end of the map. “Here’s the main stage…here’s the participant lounge off to the side…the bar…” she drew another ‘x’ right beside the rows of tall bar tables. “First booth on the wall next to the lounge.”
Agent Katie chuckled. “Literally, a stool in the corner.” She surveyed the distance between the two ‘x’ marks and looked up to see the far corner of the convention hall. “And I have to navigate the entire conference to get there…” Her gaze lowered to the dozen or so staring patrons and their camera lenses. “And wannabe villains and henchmen as far as the eye can see between.”
Agent Katie sighed and began to make her way onto the RP-Con floor. She barely made it ten paces before a young guy in street clothes asked if he could take a selfie with her. “Sure,” she said, amiably, and struck a pose while the guy sidled up, slipping his other hand around her waist. Right away she felt his hand land on the fishnet stockings over her nearly bare butt.
“Watch it…” she muttered, pinching his wrist as painfully as she could and pulling it off her ass.
“Thanks!” he exclaimed, showing no shame for being caught fondling her butt. Agent Katie looked up to see several more attendees, some in costume and some not, crowding closer to get their picture taken as well. She didn’t see any villains, nor Greebs, so she patiently agreed.
A half hour later, Agent Katie hadn’t made it more than forty yards into the RP-Con hall – and had at least two hundred yards to go. Worse, she’d already seen a woman dressed as Huntress watching and staring, two Harley Quinns, and a leering sixty-year-old balding Green Arrow with a paunch – she didn’t want to know what HE wanted to role-play.
And she was pretty sure she’d seen a couple Greeblies skulking about, too. “Hoo-boy, what have I gotten myself into?” she muttered as she tried to plot a path of escape.
Just then an arm landed across her shoulders with a swirl of black cape. A slender woman in a form-fitting black catsuit appeared beside her, a few stray curls of red hair peeking from the woman’s cowl. “Hey, Dinah!” the woman said cheerily. “You look like you could use a rescue.”
Agent Katie took a second look at the woman’s half-covered face, the familiar green eyes sparkling through the mask. “Emily…Agent M?” she asked, recognizing the quartermaster from the Agents of S.P.A.N.K.
“Agent M?” the woman said questioningly with a wink. “My name’s Babs, silly, and ‘Batgirl’ is ready to help ‘Black Canary’ get through this gauntlet of greedy gropers gracefully.”
Agent Katie grinned. “Just in the nick of time, too. Totally forgot my combo bat-signal/stun-gun.”
‘Batgirl’ took ‘Black Canary’ by the arm, and escorted her through the crowd. “Sorry boys,” she said, brushing a few more selfie-seekers aside. “No pictures, we’re on an important mission!”
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With Agent M’s help, Agent Katie was able to better navigate the maze of RP-Con booths and attractions. A couple times they had to make abrupt turns to avoid a notorious ‘villain’ or overly attentive ‘ally’ eager to ‘roleplay’ with them. ‘Perhaps tomorrow I can linger and have some roleplay fun,’ Agent Katie mused to herself. ‘But today I want to get to modeling for Jonathan!’
Still, Agent Katie couldn’t help feeling they were being watched and followed. Agent M cut down an aisle between blocks of booths giving access to the backside of the curtain-covered cubicles.
Agent Katie’s suspicions were confirmed when three figures moved into the far end of the access alley. Agent M stopped and turned the other way – and three more figures appeared in the direction from which they’d just come. Just as Agent Katie was looking to Agent M for direction, one of the blue curtains behind them parted.
“EEEP!” Squeaked Agent M. Agent Katie saw burly arms and a bulky body grab Emily and drag her between the curtains. Just as she was about to reach for Emily, a strong arm encircled her waist and large hand clamped over her mouth – and then she was being dragged backward, too!
Agent Katie twisted and squirmed, trying to break out of the grip of her assailant. Her breasts took the opportunity to break out of her corset, too – distracting her from attempts to fight back. The other figures from the alley poured into the gap to join the men holding the agents.
More arms grasped Agent Katie around her thighs, lifting her off the ground and pinning her legs together. Beside her, another assailant was grabbing Agent M the same way. Then both agents were being carried through a different gap in the curtains.
They emerged to see bright lights and a crowd surrounding a large booth on the main aisle. A hawker on a microphone was speaking to the gathered attendees, getting them fired up.
“Ah, excellent! My men have found two more volunteers to help demonstrate how WE here at ‘Henchmen ‘R’ Us’ can help with all of your henchman needs, including heroine procurement!”
Stunned, Agent Katie looked around the booth to find posters and images extolling the value of hiring ‘freelance henchmen’ from their ‘carefully curated network of spies, goons and thugs.’
“It seems my men have found a Black Canary and a Batgirl roaming around, no doubt meddling in villain affairs. Now as we all know, you must keep your Black Canary well gagged or she’ll let loose with her annoying shrieks.” He walked over to Agent Katie carrying a bright blue ball gag.
The hawker leaned close to Agent Katie’s face and hissed, “open up and don’t scream, and I’ll help put your tits back in your corset. Fight me, and I’ll let the crowd grope ‘em.”
Agent Katie rolled her eyes and sighed, then nodded. When the henchman took his hand away, she opened her mouth so the hawker could quickly pop the gag in. “Look at how that blue color complements her eyes!” he told the crowd. “At Henchmen ‘R’ Us, we pay attention to details! Just look at how that bright yellow one matches the accents in Batgirl’s logo!”
Then, as promised, he grabbed a handful of Agent Katie’s tit-flesh and tucked it inside the cup of her bustier. He was kind enough to block the crowd’s view of her chest while he finished, to the groans and dismay of the onlookers. “Now, now,” he told them. “We also make a good faith effort to protect a heroine’s dignity. But now, let’s let our henchmen demonstrate their rope skills.”
Other men from the alley stepped forward with ropes to wrap tightly around both agents’ ankles. “Wahh uh oootsh,” Agent Katie mumbled through the gag, hoping the ropes wouldn’t leave creases in her expensive high-heeled boots. “Ohhn’t ipp uh ishhehth,” she added when more coarse rope tugged at the fishnet stockings as her thighs were bound together.
When both agents’ legs were well bound, they were both set on their feet so that henchmen could go to work binding their wrists behind them. “Our henchmen are skilled at binding heroines securely without damaging them too badly,” he told the crowd, “and we’ll even guarantee against them escaping from our ropes – can’t have them squirming free and kicking your ass, can we?”
As if to emphasize the ‘securely’ part, the henchmen pinned the agent’s arms to their sides with more coils of ropes above and below their breasts. That actually gave Agent Katie a little more sideboob coverage as her leather jacket was pinched to the sides of her chest, but they also framed the front of her breasts which were again threatening to pop out of the bustier. Poor Agent Emily’s modest chest was even more obviously emphasized by cinched ropes over her sleek black bodysuit.
“And there you have it, friends,” the hawker continued. “Just like that, two tightly trussed heroines ready for delivery to a soon to be satisfied -” he paused to wink and nod at the bound agents – “VERY satisfied client. Why, these heroines could have been yours had you acted sooner – but don’t worry, there’s an entire convention hall full of heroines available….”
The hawker nodded to the henchmen holding the agents, and Agents Katie and Emily were hoisted back up in their arms and tossed over their shoulders, then carried back to the gap in the curtain. “And off they go for delivery! Now who would like to hire a henchman or two?”
The buzz of the crowd faded while the agents were carried back along the alley. Agent Katie had difficulty getting her bearings while her head dangled behind the back of the henchman who had slung her over his shoulder. It seemed they were moving deeper into the convention hall – but heading to the other back corner, on the opposite side of the stage from Jonathan’s booth.
“Ehhrr ahh oo ‘ahkhih uhhh?” Agent Katie mumbled around the gag. Poor Agent Emily seemed to have gone silent, stunned by their capture and subsequent humiliation in front of the crowd.
“We’s takin’ you to The Black Mask’s lair,” the goon carrying Agent Emily replied with a chuckle. “He put in a special request for a couple curvy supers to toy around with, an’ he’s payin’ a bonus for a blonde Canary. This redhead ought to make him happy, too. He likes redheads. A LOT.”
Agent Katie shuddered at the name ‘Black Mask.’ The comic book Black Mask’s reputation for punishing and torturing heroines was well known…and if a ‘RolePlay-Con’ participant was going to the trouble of hiring henchmen to deliver some, then she had no doubt that is EXACTLY what this Black Mask roleplayer had in mind for the both of them. They might be in real danger!
~~~to be continued!~~~
This is part 1 of a little story I wrote for @jonut21 ‘s birthday a while back…paired with an image he gave me as a gift a while ago…and the gifts just keep on giving! Keep an eye out here for the next part.
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
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!
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!
Officers Katie and Cecy learn that when the Prime Directive is violated, AoS Fleet officers often GET violated.
And one mandate of the directive is that individuals and equipment are expendable to prevent violations.
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The Prime Directive is very clear: interfering in the normal development of any society is prohibited.
Here we can see a clear violation of two individuals exposing lesser-evolved creatures to societal norms their species has not yet developed.
Their society has not evolved to the pivotal point of enlightenment after which female humans are common currency and forbidden to roam freely.
For example, the curvy blonde science officer is clearly not aware that it is unacceptable in evolved societies for a woman to be without a control collar and locking wrist bracelets. Nor does she realize that her boots are the only item of her apparel NOT banned by law.
Although Melvin, the Android. Of. Submission. (2nd class), has assessed that the blonde specimen is more enlightened than most female humans when it comes to subservience, he should know better. He knows she may be traumatized when he affixes her control collar and forces her to strip and march back to the training facility. And it will be an inappropriate evolutionary leap for her to undergo the conditioning necessary to become a concubine to the overlords.
Meanwhile, Blarp the Grabblegroper’s hunger and lust for human flesh exacerbated his natural tendency to rash and poor judgment. Humans are too primitive to experience the physiological and technological advancement of his species. The beautiful brunette operations officer in yellow was simply ill-prepared for his ability to consume her, breed her, and take gratification from her – simultaneously and perpetually.
What made these two ‘enlightened’ creatures disregard the Prime Directive with these two primitive human women?
Why did Blarp snag Officer Cecy and begin using his tentacles to ‘warm her up’ while ‘tasting’ her backside? Why did Melvin seize Officer Katie’s legs and pulse his ‘nose’ between her thighs until she was reduced to a pliable plaything begging for release?
Was the allure of these naive and unsuspecting females just too great to resist?
Unfortunately for Officers Katie and Cecy, the only way for Melvin the Android. Of. Submission (2nd class) and Blarp the Grabblegroper to avoid punishment for violating the Prime Directive is to keep their specimens a secret from others – and keep them for themselves.
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both @Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!
When he shared this artwork with me, he challenged me to compose ‘Officer Katie’s Scientific Log.’ Though I took the challenge in a slightly different direction, I hope I fulfilled the request satisfactorily – otherwise I’ll have to ‘make it up to him.’
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
Agents Katie and Cecy were forced to pose with their lucky ‘dates’ for the awards dance – collared, gagged, and in strict arm-binders!
They probably should have figured that a ‘VIP Invitation’ to an awards ceremony at The Manor would come with some strings – and gags – attached.
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Agent Katie had never even heard of the ‘First Annual S.P.A.N.K. Awards for best Agents Out Standing in their Field.’
But hey, a VIP Limousine pickup and a ‘free’ night of drinking, dining, dancing and wearing fancy clothes was too alluring to resist.
(and she assumed that ‘outstanding’ spelled as two words was just a typo).
She immediately sent back the RSVP and listed Agent Cecy as her ‘plus one.’
The Sinister Sisters were gracious enough to assist them with some gorgeous slinky and form-fitting formal gowns, heels – and other ‘accessories.’
The sisters even provided them with matching undies – of course you can’t see the undies, because they’re stuffed behind the tape gags…
The Sinister Sisters then introduced the strapped and submissive agents to their ‘dates’ for the evening.
Cecy was paired up with their nephew, a hopelessly awkward and shy young man who was, surprisingly, a perfect gentleman – (to Cecy’s dismay).
Katie was paired with a slick and handsome Greeblie in a leisure suit who was introduced as ‘single, and ready to tingle.’
Despite the strict bondage and the behavior of their dates – Katie’s date being too handsy, and Cecy’s being not handsy enough – the agents had a great time.
Agent Katie received the oddly specific ‘2023 award for jiggly blonde agent most likely to be collared against her will and thoroughly spanked.’
Whereas Agent Cecy received the ‘2023 MVP award – for the agent who Mmmphs Very Prettily.’
All in all, the dinner, the dance and the awards turned out to be an enjoyable time – for some more than others, of course.
But the end of the ceremony wasn’t the end of the evening for the Sisters’ VIP guests and their dates – oh no, far from it!!
After that, it was time to start the AFTER-PARTY — down in the dungeon levels under The Manor!
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both @Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our 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.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
Agents Cecy and Katie BOTH end up as submissive serving maids under the direction of the Sinister Sisters – and encouragement of the Greeblies.
The sisters realized that both women were in need of lessons in decorum, deportment and humiliation – and the Greeblies were eager to assist.
As @Darianblood so aptly put it:
‘An optimist would imagine that their shared peril might teach Katie and Cecy that working together rather than against each other might mean they end up in less of these humiliating situations….but I wouldn’t bet on it.’
Besides, what fun would it be if the Greebs and the Sisters didn’t get their hands on the pair quite so often??
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PLEASE go check out the full image on his DA page and all his other sexy artwork, and show him some love!
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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both @Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our 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.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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!
When the Greeblies and other minions from Jonut21 invited Agent Katie to play ‘reindeer games,’ she should have been suspicious.
Very, very, very suspicious…
Knowing how playful the Greeblies are, Agent Katie really didn’t mind modeling the form-fitting micro-fleece reindeer suit for them. It seemed like a cute fun idea at the time.
She actually thought the jingle-bell collar with her initial on the pendant was a sweet gift. And the matching wrist and ankle cuffs and waist-belt were fun to jingle.
And a candy-cane striped bit gag? These guys were being so clever with the theme! She did think the antlers were a bit of a stretch, but they were so happy, she went along with it.
It wasn’t until the sleigh harnesses were hooked to her belt and the reins were attached to her bit that she began to feel a little uneasy. And that was BEFORE the grinning Greeblie produced the buggy whip!
OWW! That little cracker on the end of the thong stung (and made quite the snappy noise).
“ON, VIXEN!” they ordered…
And just like that, they had a VERY kinky sexy fun Christmas card to share with all their fellow minions.
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Kicking off Christmas-themed images with the very first one I received, this kinky sexy fun image from my awesome friend @jonut21
THANK YOU, my friend. I am so grateful for your friendship our fun banter, and awesome collaborations.
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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! 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.
Cecy didn’t say much when she returned from her ‘field study’ with the Greeblies last week.
She was uncharacteristically quiet and reserved…and had a glazed look in her eyes that Agent Katie had seen before. It was a common look for agents after they’d been ‘rescued’ from the Greeblies, or from ‘The Manor.’ It was a look Agent Katie had herself worn a few {dozen} times.
Heck, Agent Katie had gotten a brief reminder herself last week. For a while she had felt guilty for handing Cecy off to the Greeblies so that she could enjoy her ‘private modeling session’ with preeminent artist Jonut21. As it turned out, a few Greeblies had remained behind and made sure Katie was tightly trussed and gagged before being delivered to Jonut21’s studio.
By the time the next Thursday rolled around, Cecy seemed to have fully recovered. Thursdays are special days when Agent Cecy gets to demonstrate what she’s learned by practicing her skills upon Agent Katie, her mentor and direct supervisor.
Cecy actually seemed extra fired-up to get the training session started. “I want to show you what I learned about escaping from a locked car trunk,” she told Agent Katie excitedly.
“Good idea,” Agent Katie replied approvingly. “That’s a valuable skill for an agent to have, as it’s more common than you might think for an agent to get knocked out and locked in a trunk. Though with the prevalence of SUVs these days, it’s less common. But then SUVs have those cleats for anchoring cargo, and you can barely move around. Now, back in my day…”
“Yes, yes, that’s all interesting, boss lady, but can we get started on the lesson?” Cecy asked impatiently. “I arranged for a training car to be parked in the employee lot…let’s head out to the car so I can show you what I’ve learned!” She took Katie by the hand and tugged her along.
Despite Cecy’s disrespectful interruption and impatience, Agent Katie felt a surge of pride. Her young protege was learning and advancing at an accelerated rate under Katie’s supervision.
When the reached the training car, Agent Cecy popped the trunk and pulled out an elaborate red leather bondage harness. “Now if you’ll turn around, Katie, I’ll get this fitted on you.”
“On me?” Agent Katie replied in surprise. “I thought you were going to show me what you learned about getting out of a trunk?” Katie had to admit though, it was a rather lovely harness…and did Cecy really want to put the harness on her in the parking lot? There were already a couple other agents who had wandered over to see what was going on.
“Yes!” Cecy nodded excitedly. “That’s exactly what I’m going to show you! Let’s get started!”
Agent Katie’s confusion was easily overcome by Cecy’s enthusiasm. Katie held her hair up while Cecy buckled the thick red collar around Katie’s neck. A strap dangling from the collar was fitted between Katie’s breasts – Cecy giggled opening two of Katie’s blouse buttons to accommodate it, and Katie shivered at the fingertips of her beautiful young protege brushing over her breasts.
After simple red leather cuffs joined Agent Katie’s wrists behind her back, Cecy carefully drew the front strap between Katie’s legs, careful to keep Katie’s skirt down to protect her modesty in such a public setting. After the strap was anchored to Katie’s cuffs, it attached to the back of her collar to complete a vertical circuit around Agent Katie’s body. Katie squirmed nervously.
Two wide red belts completed the body harness by circling Agent Katie’s torso just below her breasts and just above her waist, pinning her arms tightly to her side. Then Agent Cecy held up a thick panel gag with a huge red phallus on the inside panel. “Open up!” Cecy chirped.
“Wait, wait…is, uh…that necessary?” Agent Katie stammered. By now several agents clustered around them to watch Agent Cecy immobilize her older blonde boss. “You said this was to show me what YOU learned about getting out of a locked car trunk…” her voice trailed off anxiously.
“OPEN UP.” Agent Cecy repeated in a more firm and stern voice. Agent Katie compulsively complied – she wasn’t sure what it was about being dominated by the youthful and perky brunette agent, but when Cecy took charge it just GOT her, every time. She opened wide.
“You’re right, I did promise to show you what I learned about car trunks,” Agent Cecy replied as she popped the plug into Katie’s mouth and buckled the straps tightly. “I learned that it’s hard as hell to get out of a locked trunk when you’re also restrained.” She grinned and winked.
“HHNNNGHHH? Hrr ‘oo ihhdnnn hee?” Agent Katie cried incredulously into the gag. She was as frustrated with herself as she was with Cecy…how did she not see this coming…and how did her irrepressible protege manage to take total control of her once again?
“In you go!” Agent Cecy said gleefully as she grasped Agent Katie’s strapped up torso and guided her down and onto the trunk floor. Katie kicked half-heartedly at her in exasperation, but Cecy easily snagged Katie’s legs and wrapped another strap around her ankles.
As she tucked Katie’s legs into the trunk, Agent Cecy continued her monologue. “I also learned how to influence the Greeblies. Remember when you left me with them for a day last week? They kept me for two days! And it would have been longer if I didn’t strike a deal with them!”
Agent Cecy grinned at Katie’s distressed look as she closed the trunk lid. She knew Agent Katie had already guessed at what her ‘deal with the Greeblies’ entailed. Cecy kept grinning as she got behind the wheel and started up the car. She laughed softly at the occasional bumps and muffled curses from the trunk. When the complaining got too loud, she simply aimed for a pothole or manhole cover – and she took her time getting to her destination, enjoying the ride.
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An hour later, Agent Cecy finally pulled up to The Manor (aka, ‘SS&A, d/b/a The Manor,’ a subsidiary of Jonut21 Enterprises LLC). A pair of happy little creatures wearing bellhop hats welcomed her with eager waves, and she was welcomed inside by the Sinister Sisters.
“I’m here to settle up with the Greeblies,” she said with a wicked grin. She tossed the car keys to one of the happy little creatures with ‘valet’ on his black robe. “The payment is in the trunk.” Agent Cecy chatted amiably with the sisters while waiting for the Greeblies to retrieve Katie.
When the Greeblies carried Agent Katie in, wriggling and squirming and shouting curses into the gag, Katie looked quite disheveled. Her skirt had risen well above her hips, nearly to her waist. Her jacket and blouse were rumpled and torn, lapels spread wide, and her hair a sweaty mess.
“More straps!” One of the Greeblies happily chirped, pointing to the newly added restraints around Agent Katie’s thighs. The devious creatures clung to Katie’s legs rather possessively.
“Yes, I see you found the rest of the straps in the trunk,” Agent Cecy grinned. “But I also notice Agent Katie’s clothes are a bit rumpled and she’s a little more exposed than I left her…”
The two Greeblies exchanged sheepish grins. Then they simultaneously pointed their blame at one another. “Roopsie!” one giggled. “More straps?” implored the other.
That was enough to elicit another round of frustrated struggling and angry cursing from Agent Katie, directed toward Agent Cecy: “Ceffy!!! Yufff Bfffch!! MRFGGG!!”
“GOODNESS!” Agent Cecy exclaimed, looking at the Sinister Sisters. “I must apologize for my mentor’s most un-ladylike behavior and colorful language. I hope that’s something you two will be able to help her with…it seems she could use some more decorum lessons…” She winked at her seething boss while snapping a dozen more future blackmail pictures with her phone.
“Don’t worry, Agent Cecy,” Eloise, the tall slender sister, assured her. “We always enjoy having Agent Katie stay with us for a spell. I think in a couple days she’ll be much more relaxed, much less high-strung…and ready to act like a proper lady again. And better dressed, too.”
“Oh, Cecy!” Berta, the short stocky sister, exclaimed. “You really MUST stay for tea! High tea will be served promptly at 5.” She nodded enthusiastically while looking the brunette up and down. Agent Cecy wasn’t sure she liked the way Berta licked her lips.
“I would love to, Miss Berta, but I really must get going. I have an appointment with an artist…now that Agent Katie is otherwise occupied.” Agent Cecy was looking forward to her own private modeling session with Jonut21, after Agent Katie had excluded her from the last one.
“Oh, but we…” Eloise paused, glancing down at the Greeblie who had sidled up to Cecy. “…AND the Greeblies…INSIST that you stay…”
~~~the end??~~~
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Huge thanks to my friend jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our 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.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
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Agent Katie wants to have some uninterrupted time with one of her favorite artists, so she arranges for Agent Cecy to be ‘otherwise occupied.’
A field trip in the capable (and quite grabby) hands of the Greeblies should keep Agent Cecy hopping and squirming and squealing and…you get the idea.
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Agent Katie couldn’t help but notice how much attention her young protege Agent Cecy was getting lately…it seems wherever Agent Katie went, Agent Cecy was right there beside her, with the vivacious and bodacious brunette charming the fans.
Now, Agent Katie isn’t one to get jealous – no, she’s much too mature and self-confident for that. But still, she was becoming more and more aware of how much she was sharing the spotlight.
So when preeminent artist Jonut21 invited her for a ‘special modeling session,’ Agent Katie was excited to take center stage again. And just to make sure that Agent Cecy didn’t try to tag along – well, let’s just say Agent Katie miiiiight have taken steps to make sure Agent Cecy was ‘otherwise occupied.’
She maaaaaay have told Agent Cecy that she had arranged for a special ‘Field Study’ training excursion for the day. And she maaaaaay have arranged for the Greeblies to provide ‘security, transportation, entertainment, and documentation’ for the trip. Maaaaaaybe…
Agent Katie smiled and waved as the Greeblies began to carry away their tightly bound and gagged package – with one of them using Agent Cecy’s own phone to record her kidnapping, zooming in on her jiggling posterior – for posterity, of course.
She felt a momentary pang of guilt seeing how the Greeblies were already getting quite handsy and gropy with the curvy girl – they’d torn her ultra-snug lycra top while subduing her and used a gratuitous amount of rope and tape, too. Agent Cecy was in for a very challenging adventure.
Now, Agent Katie wasn’t necessarily proud of her actions, but she knew Agent Cecy would learn some valuable lessons from the field study, and it wasn’t exactly be the first time she took advantage of the young agent under the guise of ‘training exercises.’
In the meantime, she would have the artist’s undivided attention for their session. Her plan even had the added benefit of keeping all of the Greeblies occupied so that they couldn’t interfere with her modeling visit, either. The entire gaggle of Greeblies were eager to get involved…or at least it seemed like all of them, there were so many it was hard to keep count.
It was a rather foolproof plan – she had plausible deniability all around! After all, it wasn’t Agent Katie who tied up the bubbly bondage bunny or absconded with her, it was those mischievous Greeblies! And Agent Katie had an ironclad alibi, busy modeling for the artist all day!
Now that she had a moment to think about it…she WAS actually pretty proud of herself!
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Huge thanks to my friend jonut21 for this fun artwork that’s a treat for both Cecyme and myself!
I’m flattered that our 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.
And lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA 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! 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.
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