Agent Katie disturbs some hunters in the woods around her cabin.
Now SHE’S their desired prey!
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During my evening jog on the trails around my cabin, I surprised two turkey hunters crouched under a pine, watching the meadow below. They looked angry and waved me away.
Then they got a closer look at me in my tank top and fitted shorts, openly gawking as I bounced along the trail. I gave a friendly wave as I passed. They looked even angrier that I kept going.
It didn’t matter to them that THEY were the ones trespassing on MY private property. Or that they were disturbing my weekend ‘writers’ retreat’ personal time.
They chased me, tackled me, and pinned me down. I fought wildly, twisting and turning and thrashing about on the forest floor. But the two of them were just too strong and contained me.
They covered my mouth in layers of electrical tape. One pulled rope from his pack and they bound my wrists behind me.
They stripped off my running shorts and took my shoes and socks. They left me only in my red thong and the shredded remains of my tank top.
With my eyes I pleaded with them to let me go, and they just grinned.
“Uhht ah ‘oo ‘ahnn?” I wailed through the gag. What did they want from me? What were they goign to do?
“You oughtta know better’n be out in th’ woods during hunt season,” one growled at me.
“Ihhh ‘hryy ‘and!” I protested.
“Don’t matter none to me,” the other snarled. “You messed up our hunt and ruined our day.”
“Uht ‘oo ‘ohnna ‘oo?” I asked, no longer trying to disguise the fear in my eyes and voice.
“We came here to hunt a bird, an’ we’s gonna hunt a bird.” the first chuckled.
“Yeah,” the second one added. “An’ its’ gotten pretty dark…so we’re only gonna give you a one minute head start…”
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This sexy kinky fun times image is from my friend and collaborator @AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go check out his page for even more kinky fun times!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! Thank you for making this the 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.
My friend @vrobx1 has really taken off on building up and developing a facet of the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. world.
He’s created a couple gorgeous and sexy new characters, notably Junior Agent Blair Morris and her girlfriend Julia, starring in ‘Crazy For You.’
He’s also started his own Agent Katie story, with a new junior agent Lyana trying to rescue her in ‘The Search: Lyana’s Nightmares.’
And he created this ultra-voluptuous Agent Katie version that he’s threatening to let Miss Hatch have some fun with. See the full extra-curvy version here:
Go give @vrobx1 a look and enjoy all his great art, but stick around and READ the stories, too! You’ll be glad you did.
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Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
“You bastard!” Agent Katie snarled at the brutish orc. “If you touched one hair on my girlfriend’s head, I’ll…”
“Bad news, bitch,” the beast chuckled. “Yer girl’s hair is th’ only part I ain’t touched, if ya knows what I means.”
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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 a shoutout to my favorites on the next post!
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Today’s post is the 31st of a series,“Quick Bites Tuesday.”
Credit to @CallMePlisskin for the original idea for the series.
MASSIVE thank you to my artist partners who have collaborated with me on this series!! I’m very grateful for you for making 2023 my BEST YEAR EVER! #Gratitude2023
115 days of consecutive posts!
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There were a few really good quotes last week, but here’s my favorite from @jonut21
“IKATiE” its Swedish for ‘check out the “end” on that table!’ I’ll get the polish.”
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This sexy kinky fun times image is from my friend and collaborator @AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go check out his page for even more kinky fun times!
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! Thank you for making this the 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.
Everyone’s favorite celebrity couple, ‘Kar-Vie’ is out and about after the parade.
Ice cream sounded like an excellent idea on such a hot sunny day, so Kara and Evie took a walk along the boardwalk before hitting the beach party!
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“Don’t worry, Kares,” Evie giggled. “When it drips, I’ll lick it off you.”
Kara laughed out loud and nudged Evie’s shoulder playfully. “Oh, Eves, what would I do without you?”
A moment later, Evie’s prediction came true.
“Oops!” Kara gasped. “That wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t said something!”
“I just figured you were calling my bluff,” Evie teased, staring at the cold creamy treat dripping down her girlfriend’s chest and headed for her cleavage. “I’d never promise to lick you and then not follow through.”
Evie subconsciously bit her lip in desire. The happy atmosphere of the parade and expressions of love around them had her feeling both amorous and proud to have Kara by her side.
“You know,” Evie continued, following through on her promise, “usually when you have something creamy splattered on your chest, it’s a lot warmer.”
“You’d know, that’s more your thing than mine,” Kara countered, shuddering in delight as Evie’s tongue lapped up the spilled dessert. “Kinda rude to mock me for that on a day that’s all about ‘love is love.’ Guys, girls, orcs, goblins, frogs – love is love, Eves.”
“Oh, I’m not mocking you, love,” Evie assured Kara, turning and pulling her into a kiss. “As long as I can share it all with you.”
“So you’re saying…” Kara replied with one eyebrow raised questioningly. “Next time I’m rooting out a warren of horny kobolds…”
“YUP!” Evie exclaimed with another kiss. “No matter what, I wanna be right there beside 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! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thank you for making 2023 the 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.
“TO THE VICTOR GOES THE SPOILS…so come, girls…you belong to ME now.”
Mistress Eva, succubus extraordinaire, has won Kara and Evie in the poker game.
She wastes no time laying claim to her lovely new slave girls.
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Not critical, but I suggest you check out the previous segments:
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“Aright,” the snotling called out, suddenly more lively and confident sounding than before. “Let’s finish this…what’s ya all gots?”
Kara and Evie tensed up, knowing the moment was at hand when they would learn their fate.
Would they be claimed by Braggo Gorgutz, the vicious and vindictive orc warlord? By Marv, the lecherous and permanently horny frog-man? By Dipschitz, the slimy little snotling? Or by the mysterious Lady Eva, who had enthralled them by detailing her plans for their ‘lovely bodies?’
There was nearly a riot when the snotling tossed his cards down, claiming to have ‘four aces.’ It’s unlikely the ‘A’s that he drew on the cards with a black sharpie would have passed scrutiny – even if the dealer hadn’t already turned a ‘fifth’ ace on the flop.
Braggo laid his cards next, showing two pair, tens high. Marv snorted at that and laid down his three jacks, feeling confident they would stand.
All eyes turned to Lady Eva, who had a perturbed look on her face. “Oh dear,” she said smoothly, displaying two of her cards by tucking them between Evie’s outstretched toes. “It seems my pair of kings can’t beat your three jacks…”
“Oooh! Yes!!” Marv cried out, leaning over the upturned faces of the gagged blondes. “I knew it! I knew I’d…”
“BUT…” Lady Eva interrupted, placing three more cards between Kara’s toes. “Fortunately they brought these three lovely sixes with them.” She shot Marv a look across the table and laughed as his cigar dropped from his mouth. “That’s right – six…six…six…”
“Faaaaaaack!” Marv shouted, throwing his cards down in anger. Braggo just shook his head and glared at the cowering Dipschitz.
Lady Eva rose from her chair with a wicked grin. She ignored the angry looks of her competitors, keeping her eyes fixed on the two lovely prizes she’d just won.
Kara and Evie had exchanged quick glances of alarm when Lady Eva revealed her cards, but now, the trembling girls were transfixed by the sensuous woman standing over them. They felt like helpless prey pinned to the tabletop, like frightened does frozen in the spotlight of her gaze.
She motioned to her kobold attendants to approach. “Remove their restraints and clamps…but leave the collars on.”
Moments later, the attendants had helped the girls from the table and into a kneeling position on the floor. They gave them water and let them stretch their stiff muscles for a moment.
Kara worked her aching jaw loose from the strict positioning of the gag and rubbed her chafed wrists. Evie tended her tormented nipples, still recovering from the vise-like grip of the clamps.
Meanwhile, across the room, Lady Eva bid her competitors farewell – despite the fact none of them particularly felt like congratulating her. Each had had specific reasons they wanted the girls so badly, and were lamenting the lost opportunity to claim them.
Marv was sullen and disbelieving that he had let his trophy girls slip through his fingertips. He worried they would not be able to keep their promise to make a return visit to Frog City if they remained in the service of Lady Eva – or worse, if they didn’t survive her.
The orc was furious that his plans for revenge on the girls had fallen through. He’d already been dreaming of the torments they’d endure in his dungeon – and in his bed. He loudly blamed the snotling for cheating and threatened to crush him into the table.
The snotling was whining and protesting that it wasn’t his fault. He was just as dismayed at losing the opportunity for two prime breeding slaves to rebuild his lost clan – and to watch litters of his progeny feeding at the breasts of the very women who killed off his last tribe.
The kobold attendants brushed out the girls’ hair, cleaned up their hair, and did their best to make them presentable to their new mistress. “Hurry, drink up that water,” one handler hissed. “You don’t know when you’ll be allowed more.”
“Is it true, she’s a demoness? Or a succubus?” Kara whispered to the attendant applying blush to her cheeks. “Is she really going to ‘torment our bodies day and night,’ as she threatened?”
“Best not to wonder what The Mistress is, and focus only on pleasing her,” hissed the other kobold. “Question nothing, give her everything, and you may survive this.”
“But is she going to drain our sexual energies, and drink from our souls?” asked Evie, loudly enough to make her handler cringe. “Or is she just going to do all that stuff with the floggers and hanging us from our ankles and other punishments that she went on and on about?”
The kobold attendants exchanged a glance and a soft snicker at the eager look in Evie’s eyes.
“I’ll promise you this,” the kobold before Evie replied, brushing the blonde’s hair from her eyes. “If you die at her hands, you will drown in an ocean of pleasure, and with smiles on your faces.”
Kara gave a skeptical frown, while Evie’s eyes seemed to brighten even more.
“Hush, here she comes,” the attendant nearest Kara hissed.
“What is that saying,” Lady Eva asked her attendants rhetorically as she strode up to them. “To the victor, go the spoils?” She clipped leashes to Evie and Kara’s collars and drew the chains taut.
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! Thank you for making 2023 the 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.
Determined to track down the mysterious (and kinky) Greeblies, Agent Katie checks into The Manor to investigate the ‘Sinister Sisters’ and their connection to ‘Jonut 21, LLC.’
Not critical, but recommend you check out part 1 first!
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I wasn’t at all surprised to find the Greeblies were part of the attempt to restrain me – I’d been tied up and tormented by the horny little cretins a few times before. They were persistent in that!
What caught me off guard was being grabbed and pinned by the Sinister Sisters – and how eerily strong they were! The tall slender sister held my arms up so that I couldn’t get any leverage. The short stocky one grabbed me around the middle.
I should have been able to twist and pull away from them, but I was held firmly in their grip. Before I could break free, the Greeblies clutched their arms around my thighs.
I saw a delicate bone-white cloth coming up toward my face, so I renewed my squirming before it was too late to resist.
“NO…wait…let me go…this isn’t what…”
I kept struggling right up until the exquisitely embroidered lace-trimmed cloth covered my mouth and nose, and I inhaled a familiar sickly-sweet scent -which I recognized immediately, of course.
If I had a dollar for every time I’d inhaled a dose of chloroform, well, I could afford to take off the whole week instead of just the holiday (and those were just the work-related times).
I fought until I felt my arms growing heavy, my knees getting weak, and my eyesight fading in and out of focus. I would have worried about falling, but the sisters clutched me with wiry arms.
And, of course, the Greeblies still clutched onto my thighs, though their free hands were wandering higher. I don’t know if my struggles were making my skirt ride up, or if their hands were the cause, but I felt slender fingers well above the tops of my stockings.
I wasn’t able to worry about their grabby hands or sinister plans much longer…I was losing consciousness, and once I was out, I wouldn’t have any say in what happened to me.
Whatever treatments were included in the ‘Surprise Me’ weekend package, I was theirs to do with as they pleased!
~~~to be continued~~~
Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for the gift!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
A simple lingerie modeling gig for Kara and Evie turns into being displayed as status symbols in a Hutt clan reunion (as such gigs sometimes do).
The outcast Corpulus the Hutt wanted to impress his elders, and what better way than to arrive with a couple pretty blonde slave girls as arm-candy (or belly-candy, as it were).
The girls are still hoping they’ll get paid and go home to a very long hot bath. But hey, this is Kar-Vie…so it’s more likely they’ll be used as bargaining chips in a Hutt family feud!
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“He…he licked me, Kara…” Evie mumbled in her daze. Her heavily-lidded eyes were unfocused, lost in a faraway stare. Her mouth lolled open from her slackened jaw. “He licked me…there…”
“Oh come on, Eves,” Kara tried to comfort her girlfriend. “You’ve been licked plenty of times before. I’ve never heard you complain when I do it. Or that hunky half orc – what was his name?”
“Not…not like this…” Evie continued to mumble as if lost in the memory. “He…he went everywhere…inside…outside…upside down…”
“Eves, it’s not like it was the first time for that, either…I mean, Marv’s tongue…mmmm…” Now it was Kara’s turn to be temporarily lost in memory. “And what about that talented kobold guard? He had such dexterity with his.”
“Not just there, Kares…” Evie sighed. “He also went…”
“OH.” Kara paused. She could tell that whatever else the Hutt had done to Evie in his private chamber, it had left her rattled – which was quite unusual. Usually, the kinkier the better for Evie.
Evie began to slump to her side until a sharp tug at her collar made her gasp in surprise. Her beastly new ‘master’ pulled her back against his slimy body. She settled back in, leaning against the giant slug’s belly and tried to ignore the gurgling sounds from within.
“Hold yer pose, slave girl,” his voice gurgled from behind her. “Gotta make it look good, we’s almost there.”
Kara shot a look at Evie while holding her own reclining pose. “Hang in there, Eves…we just have to play the role a bit longer. You’ve got this!” Usually Kara had to be the stoic one and keep Evie’s enthusiasm in check, so it was weird seeing her so apprehensive.
“I don’t know if I can, Kares…look, there’s more of them…what if they all want to…”
“Snap out of it!” Kara hissed. “We’ve been in worse situations. Besides, this is all your fault. I told you that ‘Fett Modeling Agency’ was a front for an escort service!”
“But the bald man seemed so nice…and he said we could keep the outfits.” Evie protested.
“Well you should have been suspicious when he said the Jawas were our transportation to the shoot.” Kara shot back. “Or at least when the Jawas put control collars on us!”
“Ugh…” Evie shuddered. “Such handsy little cretins. And so many of them…”
“And now we’re a hundred miles out into the desert playing slave girl, leashed and naked, and not a squirt of sunscreen to be found,” Kara complained. “I swear, if my fair skin gets burned…”
“I said I was sorry!” Evie whined. “Look, maybe we can hitch a ride back with those Tuskens. You like the strong, silent type.”
“Quiet!” the vile beast holding their leashes commanded, his words coming out with a belch of fetid air. His command came with another firm jerk on their collars. “Slave girls of the Hutt serve in silence. You was hired to look pretty and expensive and submissive. Now act like it!”
“Yes, Sir,” Kara and Evie muttered in unison.
“UNCLE!” the grotesque Hutt bellowed. “I seek an audience with the clan.” He gestured toward Evie and Kara before him. “And I bring gifts for my elders,” he continued with a bow of his head.
“Gifts?” Kara cried out in alarm. Then she gave her girlfriend a glare. “Dammit, Evie…”
An equally disgusting and enormous slug turned his platform to face theirs. “Corpulus,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain. “You have some nerve showing your face here.” Then he paused and looked over the collared blonde girls between them.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
“Agent Katie, report to my office,” Director Alucard barked through the phone.
“I have a new position in mind for you.”
Uh, oh. I must be in trouble again. To try and soften him up, I brought him a drink on a small tray. But when I went to set it on his side table, I saw that it was gone. In its place was a heavy eye-hook set into the floor.
“Umm…what happened to your end table?” I asked, sensing he was up to something…again…
“Ah, yes, my end table…I’m glad that you asked…”he replied with a devilish grin.
Well, he hadn’t been lying…he DID have a new position in mind for me…
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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 a shoutout to my favorites on the next post!
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Today’s post is the 30th of a series,“Quick Bites Tuesday.”
Credit to @CallMePlisskin for the original idea for the series.
MASSIVE thank you to my artist partners who have collaborated with me on this series!!
Thanks to all of you, 2023 is the BEST…YEAR…EVER!!!
There were a few really good quotes last week, but here’s my favorite from @dungeonguy59
“Ummm, I was already wet enough when the chains went on.”
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This sexy kinky fun times image is from my friend and collaborator @AlucardsSpirit
If you enjoyed, go check out his page for even more kinky fun times!
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! Thank you for making this the 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.
Today is the ninth in a new series where I’ll feature images from one of my artist friends.
Today’s spotlight is on @samsa23 , a skilled and creative writer who also is an accomplished 3D artist.
I first read some of his work when he wrote an Agent Katie story to go along with one of my #QBTuesday posts:
Follow the links above to his Agent Katie story.
Then, I discovered a series of his that he wrote, that I really loved, ‘Homecoming,’ featuring his very pretty blonde OC, Alice:
She also stars in a few other series he wrote, notably ‘Reunion.’
When I asked @samsa23 about some of his favorite artwork of his own, he wanted to share the ‘Song of the Jailbird’ image above, found here:
And ‘Rey’s Angel Training,’ found here:
His writing is very details with great imagery and he keeps the pace moving…PLEASE go check out his work and show him some love!
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Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! #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.
Determined to track down the mysterious (and kinky) Greeblies, Agent Katie checks into The Manor to investigate the connection between the ‘Sinister Sisters & Assistants’ d/b/a ‘The Manor,’ and ‘Jonut 21, LLC.’
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I didn’t set out to investigate Jonut21, and certainly not the Sinister Sisters of the Manor.
But a good agent is a curious agent, and a good agent follows the clues that their curiosity uncovers. And my curiosity has never let me down before! Or almost never. Well, perhaps occasionally it got me into a little trouble. And a little bondage. Or discipline and submission.
So win-win, really!
You know that saying, ‘curiosity killed the cat?’ Well, for me it’s more like ‘curiosity compromised the Katie.’
So anyway…after another particularly rigorous ‘kinky sexy fun time’ in the hands of the Greeblies, (and also a couple goblins and a horny toad), my curiosity demanded that I trace those little creatures back to their origins (and not at all because I thought maaaybe I might end up in their clutches again).
And though the kinky little creeps were insidious chaotic creatures of mischief, they also had to answer to somebody…but to whom? If I could identify who they worked for, I could totally avoid running into them accidentally on purpose.
Before hitting the field work, I did some computer-assisted digging. And no, that’s not a euphemism for surfing kinky websites (though I totally did that, too). Wouldn’t you know, there were random references to ‘Greeblies’ here and there. Indexing and cross-referencing the mentions brought up a rather strange related reference: “SS&A, d/b/a The Manor.”
‘The Manor.’ Where had I heard that before? Oh yes…it was a common thread in some unusual behavior among some of the female personalities of DA. Several well-known personalities such as @Chickfighter , @CalamityConcepts , @Lady-Distracto , and even the Colt Sisters had all disappeared for a couple days before their eventual return.
When asked where they’d been, they would reply ‘The Manor,’ often with a blush on their cheeks and a faraway look in their eyes. When pressured for details, answers varied from ‘none of your business,’ to ‘it’s personal,’ to ‘due to an NDA and advice of counsel, I can’t say more.’
This new information revved up my curiosity. I needed to learn more for myself. A little more digging revealed that ‘SS&A’ referred to ‘Sinister Sisters & Assistants, who were the proprietors of an exclusive boutique hotel listed as – wouldn’t you know it – ‘The Manor.’
That alone would have been plenty to go on, but one further nugget of information sealed my curiosity tighter than a thick leather collar with a locking buckle on a six foot lead. ‘SS&A’ was a subsidiary of ‘Jonut21 LLC.’ His status as a villain – albeit a quite pleasant, generous and handsome one – wrapped up all the other connections into a tight little constrictor knot.
(you’ll have to pardon all my bdsm metaphors, I always get a little wound up before field work).
Anywhoo, the website for ‘The Manor’ showed a perfectly normal looking little Victorian house converted into a cute boutique B&B (I’m fairly certain B&G was a typo on their site). There were various special packages offered, from spa treatments to wardrobe consultations to etiquette and deportment training, to an intriguing offering called ‘dinner and a show-off.’
I wasn’t sure what to choose, so I selected the ‘Surprise Me Combo’ and booked a two night stay in ‘The Red Room.’ It was a curious name for a B&B room, which usually had names like ‘the lilac room’ and such, but the listing said it featured ‘the most unique furniture you’ve ever seen!’ so I just had to check it out.
I cleared my appointments for the long holiday weekend, set up my email and voicemail to be auto-forwarded to Junior Agent Blair Morris, and headed out for some investigating! I was determined to be the bottom, I mean, get to the bottom of this mystery!
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As expected, The Manor appeared to be a perfectly normal little Victorian B&B. It was neat, tidy, and well maintained – although a bit dated looking. Upon stepping inside, I got that curious sense of a place being much larger on the inside than it appears on the outside.
The Sisters were warm and welcoming, if a bit odd and eccentric looking. They definitely needed to get out in the sun a bit more! And they had such a curious way of speaking; their word choices always seemed a bit off, much like the typos on their website such as ‘B&G’ instead of ‘B&B.’
For example, they said, ‘let’s get you checked out,’ instead of ‘checked in.’ They ushered me into a parlor for registration, which they referred to as the ‘induction room.’ They also told me not to worry about my luggage, their ‘trans-porters’ would ‘manhandle’ it for me.
I didn’t get a good look at the porters; they were small and quick – they must have been the nieces or nephews of the proprietresses. The sisters assured me that their ‘little helpers’ would be right back with some ‘welcoming accessories.’ I assumed they meant ‘amenities.’
“We’re so pleased you’ve come to investigateThe Manor, lovely Miss Katie.” The tall slender sister spoke in a precise, clipped tone. Despite her kind words, she looked disapprovingly at my typical outfit of tailored jacket and blouse over black skirt. “That is quite snug and revealing apparel you wear.”
“Uh…this? This is just my work uniform?” I tried in vain to cover my surprise at her choice of words. “Well, um…yes, I’ve been eager to ‘check out’ your lovely establishment. I uh…am looking forward to some rest and pampering this holiday weekend!”
“Oh yes, yes!” the other sister gushed. The shorter and more heavy-set sister circled closer around me, also seeming to be checking out my appearance. “We’re delighted you chose our most comprehensive package. Rest assured, we won’t hold anything back to make sure you get the full experience you deserve!”
Both sisters edged closer to me. I became a little uneasy as they started to move behind me, but I wasn’t really alarmed until I felt the taller sister’s surprisingly strong grip on my upper arms.
“Uh…wait…what’s…what are you doing?” I stammered. I had a bad feeling about this. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the two porters return – they were Greeblies, with eager grins on their faces – and carrying restraints!
“Relax, Miss Katie,” the slender sister ordered in a firm tone. “You said in your request that you wanted to ‘let go’ and give yourself over to The Manor, and you shall – we shall give you the VIP treatment, as it were.”
“Yes, yes!” the shorter sister enthused. “Just relax and let us take good care of you!”
~~~to be continued~~~
Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.
I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for the gift!
Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!
Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
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