(story added) Space Pirate Experience

Artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

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:  

        Space Cruise Interrupted – QB Tuesday #08

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!

Part 2 is well under way, watch for it soon!

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Captive Quinn #13

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

Quinn surprised Rudy at first as a trained fighter…but goblins don’t fight fair.

Before long Quinn was defeated and humiliated, having been spanked and taunted and manhandled (goblin-handled?).

She slumped on her knees against the wall, exhausted and held up only by Rudy’s degrading foot planted on her chest.

Worse, he was making her choose, making her admit that she wanted to be claimed and owned by him.

“y’ wanna go back t’ them orange runts?” he sneered. “or y’ wanna stay with me?”

She didn’t find much solace in the fact he was the lesser of two awful choices.

“…with you…please…master…” she softly whimpered.

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

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Captive Quinn #12

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

Rudy challenged Quinn to fight him, offering her freedom if she was able to best him.

Quinn surprised Rudy at first as a trained fighter…but goblins don’t fight fair.

After humiliating her with a vigorous spanking while pinned over his knee, he pushed her back up against the wall and gripped her tightly.

In her exhausted state, she could barely stand on her own, and only his grip on her arm and throat kept her from falling.

“…no…please…no…” she softly whimpered. She knew she had already lost her freedom.

Now she found herself hoping he wouldn’t toss her back to those awful orange runt goblins again…

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

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Captive Quinn #11

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

Rudy challenged Quinn to fight him, offering her freedom if she was able to best him.

Quinn surprised Rudy at first as a trained fighter…but goblins don’t fight fair.

And they don’t show any mercy when their opponent is vulnerable, either.

Rudy grabbed Quinn’s arm to pull her further off balance while driving his knee into her gut.

“Dayum, humie,” he sneered while he held her bent over his knee. “Yer ass is ‘most as sweet as yer tits!”

With a wide flat palm, he began to smack her ass, the impact on her toned rear echoing in the room – punctuated only by her gasps and sobs.

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

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Lisbeth and Zhain – QB Tuesday #09

Artwork by Saurian-Shade 

“First he was my captor…then my tormentor…over time he became my Master…and now, my companion and protector.”

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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 ninth of a new series, “Quick Bites Tuesday.”

It started in conjunction with @CallMePlisskin

He has his own #TuesdayTease series on his page – go check it out!

Caption competition #TuesdayTease

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As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by my friend @DaisyPierce2000 

“I’ve kissed ya FIVE times and ya ain’t turned into a prince yet! You wouldn’t be lyin’ to me, would ya?”

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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator @Saurian-Shade 

If you enjoyed, go give him a look on his DA page!
And watch for another #QBTuesday image next week.

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Captive Quinn #10

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

Rudy challenged Quinn to fight him, offering her freedom if she was able to best him.

Quinn surprised Rudy with a quick strike with her left that barely missed his jaw. 

“I just needed a fair fight…” she snarled.

Unfortunately, Quinn’s missed strike left her off balance with her guard down.

This wasn’t Rudy’s first fight, though…and he took advantage, grabbing her arm to pull her further off balance while driving his knee into her gut.

“Too bad, sweet tits,” he mocked. “Goblins don’ fight fair.”

“UNNNGH!  Bastard!!” she cried as she tried to catch her breath. Her knees buckled and she tried to fall to the floor so she could spin away from him.

Rudy didn’t let go, though…he had other plans for her in this vulnerable position!

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

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Captive Quinn #9

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

Rudy challenged Quinn to fight him, offering her freedom if she was able to best him.

Even though Quinn didn’t trust Rudy as far as she could throw him (and really, she shouldn’t try to throw anyone when she’s this tired), she agreed to try.

Even stoic Rudy was surprised when Quinn suddenly brought up her fists, tucked her arms, and lashed out.

She stepped into the left-handed strike and put her all into it, trying to catch him off guard with the first punch.

“Whoa!” Rudy exclaimed as he barely dodged back from her flying fist. “Meek lil’ humie got spunk…an’ nice tits.”

“That’s right, motherf*cker!” she snarled.  “I’m trained for this shit…I just needed a fair fight…”This wasn’t Rudy’s first fight, though…and Quinn’s missed strike left her off balance with her guard down…

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

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Captive Quinn #8

Artwork by WareWolfBarmitzvah

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OH POOR QUINN…Rudy the big boss is finally giving her some attention, but it’s not exactly in the way she hoped.

He sent the orange goblin runts away and led her out to another room. She expected he’d make some decadent demands of her like the others did, but Rudy’s not your typical goblin boss. And he was still irritated about her interrupting his programs.

Instead, he removed the chains that tethered her wrists and ankles together. She stood there nervously as he looked her up and down.

“Ya look pretty fit, humie. Think ya can fight me for yer freedom?”

“Fight…what? Fight…you?” she stammered.

“Yeah. If ya fight good, I’ll keep ya around. Refuse to fight me an’ I’ll toss ya back to the runts.”

Quinn met his stare with a look of apprehension. She really didn’t want to fight him.

“If ya bests me, I’ll let ya go,” he added, with a raised eyebrow.

“Wait…really?” Quinn’s eyes widened in surprise. She wasn’t convinced he wasn’t just screwing with her. “You’ll really let me go?”

Rudy shrugged. “Whadaya got to lose?”

Quinn nodded. “Ok…”

“Groovy…” Rudy sneered, flicking his cigarette across the room.

“Let’s dance.”

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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.

‘Rudy’ is his OC.

If you enjoyed, go give WareWolfBarmitzvah a look on his DA page or Twitter, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Pixiv and/or SubscribeStar.

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Space Cruise Interrupted – QB Tuesday #08

Artwork by Alucard’s Spirit

“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.

Caption competition #TuesdayTease – 008

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As promised, here’s my favorite from last week, by @paulm131

Evie: “Okay, I TOTALLY misunderstood when you guys invited me over for dinner.”

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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!
And watch for another #QBTuesday image next week.

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Agent Katie’s TOE-tal Failure

Art by Alucard’s Spirit

Full image and more at WordPress link

Trapped by an intruder with a fetish, will Agent Katie remain ‘fleet of foot,’ or will she suffer a ‘toe-tal failure?’

Oh I think we all know the answer to that…

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Thursday night, and another long day at work likely to be followed by another lost evening staring at the laptop screen, waiting for the words to flow.

I needed to do something to change my routine, get myself in the mood. I poured myself a glass of pinot noir and headed to my comfy writing nook in my home office. After lighting a scented candle I set my laptop on my bistro table and pushed the stiff wooden chair away in favor of my overstuffed leather ‘writing chair.’

‘Perhaps if I put on something sexy that will get me in the mood to write,’ I thought. ‘Even if only for myself.’  I shed my work clothes and put on a navy blue open-front babydoll negligee and thong. I decided to forgo the heels, preferring to pad around in bare feet. 

I was making my way back when I heard noises. I stealthily made my way down the hall and glanced through the door to my office. I stared, shocked, as an intruder rummaged through my desk drawers. 

I could see my open laptop and phone on the table by the window – not doing me any good there! I watched silently for a few more seconds while trying to figure out what to do. 

Just as I prepared to step away and call for help, I felt something solid poke under my ribs from behind.

‘Fuck…there are two of them…’

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For the next half hour I struggled in bondage, seated in the bistro chair with a rope harness criss-crossing my chest and breasts, and my bound wrists attached to a crotch-rope from behind.  These intruders were either eagle scouts, or kinky, or both. 

I kicked and twisted my feet but the ropes at my ankles were as snug as the ones around the rest of me. If anything, the guy binding my legs spent a little extra time neatly wrapping the ropes and handling (and staring at) my bare feet. I squirmed involuntarily as his fingertips ‘just happened’ to trace across my soles and under my toes.

Worse, during my struggles the front of my negligee had parted, leaving little of me to the imagination. Any further struggling was likely to result in a wardrobe malfunction. I sighed with a loud ‘mmmhh!’ into my gag and tried to get comfortable on the stiff chair.

I could only watch in frustration as my captors went through my laptop and phone. I resisted giving up the passwords, of course, even when they threatened to rough me up. “Muhk hew!” was my repeated reply to their insistent demands.

Then they realized they could just unlock the laptop with my fingerprint and get into my phone using facial recognition – my stupid phone unlocked even though I was gagged!!

Eventually, they figured they’d gotten everything they could from my office. The first one left to search the rest of the house. The second one, the one who had enjoyed binding my feet, sat down in my writing chair and stared at me.

“Let’s play a game,” he said. He put my phone face up on the floor several inches in front of my feet. “If you can reach somebody and ask for help, my partner and I will be forced to leave right away. If you can’t…well, then maybe we’ll stick around a while.”

“Muhk hew!” I muttered again. I figured, though, even if he was lying it was better to try something than sit here doing nothing. Even if doing something meant giving him a nice jiggle show. I scooted forward in the chair and leaned my body back so I could stretch my feet for the phone.

Obviously facial recognition wouldn’t open it now, so with a dainty pointed foot and one extended toe, I tried to press in the right spots on the screen to enter my passcode.

After three failed attempts to enter my six digits correctly, I began to panic that my phone would lock up. Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead and upper chest while I concentrated and stretched as far as I could. I grunted and ‘mmmphed’  with the effort.

On the fourth try, it opened!  Now I just needed to try and place a call…I wasn’t sure my toes were dextrous enough to send a text! And I didn’t think Siri was smart enough to translate gag-speak.

I tried the speed dial button for Director Alucard, knowing he was fluent in gag-speak and would be able to help. Unfortunately I missed, and started a face-time call with him instead. Immediately I could see images of my own feet on the screen – in extreme closeup!

I saw his face appear on the screen and then his eyes went wide as he saw my bare soles and wiggling toes on his own screen. He stared for a minute, stunned, and then grinned.  I heard him say, ”very funny, Agent Katie, see you at work tomorrow”…and then he hung up!

I wailed in frustration into my gag as the call disconnected. Chagrined, I looked up expecting to see my captor grinning mockingly – and saw that he’d been recording me on his own phone!

“Well, you tried,” he said, scooping up my phone from the floor. “I‘m actually pretty impressed. You almost won. But since your director said, ‘see you at work tomorrow…I guess that means we have all night to hang out together.”

“Muhk hew,” I repeated while glaring at him. Then both of us looked to the door as we heard his partner return.

The second intruder was carrying a familiar tote, and I groaned loudly into my gag when I saw what it was. ‘Nnnnnnohh, nnnohhh,’ I muttered, shaking my head.

“Hey, this chick is super kinky!” the second intruder exclaimed excitedly. “Look at all these toys and bondage stuff she had hidden in her bedroom closet!”

It was going to be a long, long night…

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