After YET ANOTHER inter-dimensional incident with the gateway crystals, Director Alucard summoned Agent Katie to his office for some ‘correctional counseling.’
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The voice of Casey the secretary came through the speakerphone: “Director Alucard, your 10:30pm meeting is here.”
“Right on time for once, good.” he replied. “Have her prepared and brought in.”
Two guards seized the waiting Agent Katie from the waiting area, bound her with rope and gagged her with duct tape, and carried her into the Director’s office. She squirmed and mmmphed just enough to suggest she was enjoying it less than she actually was.
“Shoes on or off, boss?” One of them asked.
“On, for now…I’ll remove them when necessary.”
Agent Katie was placed squarely on the Director’s lap, much to her delight. This time her squeal of happiness gave her away before she could put on a more indignant and resisting expression.
“Casey, hold my calls…in fact, it’s late, go ahead and head out for the night.”
“Very good, Sir! Have a good night!” Casey chirped, and the intercom went silent.
The guards dismissed themselves immediately as well, shutting the door behind them.
Director Alucard pressed another couple buttons on his console, and the door and windows locked with audible clicks.
“Now then, Agent,” he began in a solemn tone. “How many times will I have to tell you not to mess with the gateway crystals?”
Agent Katie squirmed in his lap and looked up at him with a sheepish expression.
Probably only once or twice more?? She thought to herself.
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Huge thanks to my good friend @Alucard’s Spirit who created this fun image and a sexy backstory for it.
If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
Keeping Lisbeth on her toes is Zhain’s way of reminding her how small and vulnerable she is.
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I was awakened by a loud ‘thud’ and a vibration that shook the floor beneath me. Years of training kicked in and I scrambled up to a crouched position, feeling for the blade that should be at my right, beside my pack.
My fingertips felt only a cool stone floor. Shapes came into focus in the dim light.
And then I remembered.
I wasn’t Lisbeth, captain of the guard any more. I wasn’t even Lisbeth the rogue thief any more.
I was ‘little mouse,’ the captive and plaything of an ancient dragon named Zhain.
Actually, ‘Lord Zhain,’ as he preferred that I call him.
My pack and blade were long gone. I was naked, with a heavy iron collar about my neck and a thick chain securing me to the floor of his dungeon.
‘This is what thieves deserve when they try to steal from a dragon,’ he often told me. ‘You are fortunate I choose not to just immolate you or consume you.’
Then he would pause for effect and remind me: ‘But I could change my mind at any moment.’
The noise and vibrations meant that Zhain was back from raiding or terrorizing or feasting, or wherever he went. He rarely chose to tell me where he’d been.
But now that he was back, it meant one thing: playtime.
Playtime with his ‘little mouse.’
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator Saurian-Shade
Give him a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon.
Hey, mistakes happen. Paperwork gets screwed up. Wires get crossed.
Even at B&D Damsel Delivery, sometimes things go wrong…
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“Boss! Boss! C’mere! We got a big problem!”
<Boss sighs while walking over> “What is it now, Joe? It’s a simple job. You nab the girl, you strip the girl, you tie up and gag the girl, and then you deliver the girl. Even someone like you who ain’t never been with a girl should get this.”
“Ouch, bruv, that was low. But look, we got an order here for an Agent Katie to go to ‘Glob the Space Toad.’ An’ we gots another order here for an Agent Katie to go to Madame No.”
“Ok, so we gots two orders for the same girl. Cancel the one that came in last, bruv.”
“No, boss, look…” Joe pointed at the two squirming hogtied blondes on the floor in front of him. “We gots two Agent Katies here.”
“Weird. Well, you got two orders, two girls. Ship ’em out, it’s almost time for lunch.”
“But which is which, boss?”
“Does it matter? Ditzy blondes. Interchangeable. Just pick one and get her on the road.”
“Come on, boss. If we deliver the wrong one to Madame No, she’ll shoot the driver. If Glob gets the wrong one, he’ll probably eat the driver.”
“Fine,” the boss sighed. Then he grinned.
“Bring them both to my office while you get it sorted out.”
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My alternate title for this was ‘When Worlds Collide.’
On the left, we have Original Agent Katie, from the Glob and Jungle Perils adventures, and others.
On the right, we have New Agent Katie, from Agents of S.P.A.N.K. and Writer’s Retreat.
And you know what? Don’t be a pedantic twat like Joe…if things get mixed up, just enjoy the kinky sexy fun times!
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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!
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!
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:
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