Kara and Evie trek through a cold and snowy mountain pass until they find a steaming hot spring.
But is a warm oasis in the snow too good to be true?
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The two women continued their passionate interlude in the hot spring, so focused upon each other they didn’t notice the dragon that had stealthily approached. He hovered over them for a moment before resting his head on the ledge above, watching them intently.
HE was the source of the hot water, naturally, and he would keep raising the temperature until his beautiful prey were squirming and squealing. A good soak in the hot spring always made their bodies – and minds – tender and pliant and succulent.
He had to congratulate himself. Many other humans had walked into his hot spring trap as winter approached…but none as lovely as these two.
He started to think that maybe it would be a shame to gobble them up quickly – perhaps he could savor them for a bit longer. After all, it got quite lonely alone in his mountain lair…wouldn’t it be nice to have a couple playthings to amuse and entertain him?
He also found it intensely arousing to watch their naked intimate coupling…he thought he might never tire of watching them…but perhaps they could please him as well?
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I’m excited to share a brand new collaboration between @ArtofVenus and me. 6 pages of story accompany 8 images in 4K resolution in a PDF.
I’ll be posting low-res crops here one at a time – but if you don’t want to wait: If you’re a Patron of Venus, you can find the PDF on his Patreon. You can also find it on my gumroad here:katied.gumroad.com
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator ArtofVenus
Kara and Evie trek through a cold and snowy mountain pass until they find a steaming hot spring.
But is a warm oasis in the snow too good to be true?
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Evie moved behind Kara to caress her bare shoulders and upper arms. She nuzzled her neck just below her hairline, and let her hands wander around to fondle Kara’s firm perky breasts. She continued stroking and teasing until Kara gave a soft sigh, and gave in.
“Mmmmm….damn, you’re good…ok, you win. I am feeling a little warmer now…so let’s get in the water before I change my mind.” She tugged Evie’s hand toward the pool.
Soaking in the hot water, the two women shared an intimate embrace with playful kisses and gentle touches of each others’ curves. Their skin glistened and their hair became damp from the humid air – and occasional playful splashes of water. Faint wisps of steam rose from their bodies into the cold mountain air.
“Is it just me, or is this water getting a lot warmer?” Evie asked after a little while.
Kara looked at her with heavily lidded eyes and murmured, “I think it’s you…you’re making it hotter.” She leaned in for another firm kiss. When she found Evie’s mouth open and willing, Kara’s tongue darted in and probed about until Evie met it with her own.
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I’m excited to share a brand new collaboration between @ArtofVenus and me. 6 pages of story accompany 8 images in 4K resolution in a PDF.
I’ll be posting low-res crops here one at a time – but if you don’t want to wait: If you’re a Patron of Venus, you can find the PDF on his Patreon. You can also find it on my gumroad here:katied.gumroad.com
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This artwork is by my friend and collaborator ArtofVenus
Kara and Evie trek through a cold and snowy mountain pass until they find a steaming hot spring.
But is a warm oasis in the snow too good to be true?
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Evie and Kara shivered, trekking through an unexpected snow shower in their usual skimpy ‘badass warrior girl’ attire. Neither was prepared for the chilly mountain pass.
At the bottom of a cut between two craggy foothills, they spied steam rising up out of the rocky surface. “A hot spring!” Evie cried, skipping toward it excitedly.
Kara approached a little more warily, watching their flanks, so by the time she got to the edge of the mist-covered pool, Evie was already naked and dipping her toes.
“Oh, it’s absolutely perfect!” Evie exclaimed. “Come on, get your clothes off!”
“This doesn’t seem like a natural pool,” Kara said while looking about cautiously. She hesitated long enough that Evie began pulling Kara’s clothes off impatiently.
“Look, Kara, it’s been a long cold hike and Jack Frost is nipping at my…nips…I’m getting in, to warm up a bit…” Evie paused as she looked up and down Kara’s lean and lovely naked body. “If you’re going to be so frigid, I guess I’ll just have to warm you up, too.”
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I’m excited to share the beginning of a brand new collaboration between @ArtofVenus and me. 6 pages of story accompany 8 images in 4K resolution in a PDF.
I’ll be posting low-res crops here one at a time – but if you don’t want to wait: if you’re a Patron of Venus, you can find the PDF on his Patreon. You can also find it on my gumroad here: https://katied.gumroad.com
Page 2 coming soon!
This artwork is by my friend and collaborator ArtofVenus
OH POOR QUINN… Rudy the big boss has finally lost his patience with goblin bruvs Joe and John, and he’s taking their lady-pet away. Will he finally give her some attention and keep her for himself? Or will he cast her away?
Hopefully he remembers that she’s shackled and collared to the floor before he tries to drag her off!
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art by @WarewolfBarMitzvah, dialogue by me.
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In part 1, our lovely lady jogger, who I’ve since named Quinn, was accosted by a giant wurm and a trio of desert goblins.
In part 2, Quinn agreed to go with the goblins if they protected her from the wurm, and they ‘led’ her back to their lair.
In parts 3 and 4, Quinn became the plaything of the goblin minions…but disturbed the ‘re-lax-ashun’ time of ‘Rudy’ their leader.
In parts 5 and 6, she ‘serves’ as Rudy’s footstool…but he’s still irritated with her.
What will Rudy do with poor Quinn?? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Wow, it’s been waaaay too long since we’ve heard from Lisbeth!
Special thanks to my collab partner @Saurian-Shade for his patience!
See my WordPress site for the full uncensored version: katied.life/
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The chain was yanked taut again, jerking the thick iron collar at my neck and tugging me forward. “Keep movin’, lil’ thief,” the heavy-set dark-skinned orc snarled.
“I would, if your bruv here wasn’t hanging onto my tit!” I retorted. The green-skinned orc wasn’t just squeezing my entire breast; his other hand palmed my head, forcing me to look up at him.
“Shut yer mouth while ya can, girl,” the leader growled back. “It gonna be stretched wide th’ rest of th’ night.” He grinned and grabbed his engorged cock just in case I didn’t catch his meaning.
“Yeah, all night,” a third orc said from behind me. “Yer gunna be a busy lil’ fuck-toy, lil’ thief.”
“Sure, you’re all reaaal brave with three of you beasts against one tied up girl,” I snorted. “I dare any of you to untie me and take me on in a fair fight, you cucco-shit ogre-fuckers!”
“We could…” the dark-skinned leader mused. “But we don’ want to damage that fine body of yers. ‘Least not before we get th’ chance t’ enjoy it for a while.”
I grimaced. I really screwed up this time. I was fucked, but not as fucked as I was going to be.
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When you’re as skilled a thief as me, everythingseems easy. Which is dangerous, because having it easy leads to being complacent.
I discovered the village’s offerings to the orcs by accident. I saw villagers carrying food, wine, and medicine into the ruins of a temple – monthly bribes to keep the orcs from raiding.
The next month, I hid out and waited. As soon as the villagers left, I helped myself. The food was mediocre; the wine was awful. The medicine, however, was valuable. I happily took it all.
It was such an easy take that the next month I helped myself again. It did occur to me that the orcs might be a little upset to not get their bribes, but that was the villagers’ problem, not mine.
Regrettably I ‘went to the well’ one too many times. The villagers doubled back and found me half-drunk and gorging myself on the orcs’ food. They seized me, stripped me, and bound my wrists, then chained me to the altar with an iron collar, to be an additional offering for the orcs!
If the orcs were disappointed to find me lying among the remnants of their food and wine, they didn’t show it. They instead seemed amused and quite excited. They tore my collar’s anchor from the altar and used the chain to drag me down the stone steps and out into the sunshine.
Along with a gratuitous amount of groping and taunting, of course. They were eager to humiliate and take revenge upon the ‘lil’ thief’ who had stolen their bribes. And likely even more eager to take a fair-skinned naked curvy blonde back to their camp as a new slave girl.
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Arrival in their camp caused a stir as activity paused and orcs stepped forward to watch us pass. The dark-skinned leader wrapped my chain around his fist to draw me closer and the other two took defensive positions on our flanks. We kept to the camp’s perimeter, toward some tents.
“Ain’t ya gonna present ‘er to th’ chief?” one of the two asked.
“Tomorrow. He’ll make us share ‘er. Tonight she’s jus’ ours. Let’s get ‘er to my tent.”
Once inside, they attached my chain to a ring set in the center pole. I could still be pulled to each corner of the small tent, though. They left me alone for a few moments while they stowed their gear, then the leader settled on the pile of pelts that served as a bed with a weary sigh.
“C’mere, girl,” he said, spreading his legs apart while motioning to me.
I gulped as I saw his large member already at half-mast again. I took a tentative step forward.
“No.” he said flatly. He pointed to the floor between his knees. “Crawl.”
‘Typical,’ I muttered under my breath. ‘I get the one orc who doesn’t want to just bend me over something and go at it.’ I glared at him as I sank to my knees and shuffled forward. I’d obey, but wanted him to know I wasn’t happy about it.
My defiance must have amused him, because he smirked while I approached. I broke eye contact to look at the beastly cock before me. ‘Goddess help me, how am I ever going to manage this?’ I wondered. I sighed and resigned myself to just doing the best I could.
I twisted my wrists in the rough coils of rope so that my palms faced inward and I could use my hands and fingers to grasp the thick shaft and run my thumbs over the moist tip.
It wasn’t my first monster cock, and it likely wouldn’t be my last. I did what I’d done before – use only my tongue as long as possible, avoid getting the nasty thing in my mouth, try not to retch.
It worked for a while and I almost thought I’d get away with it, until he got impatient and I felt a massive hand cup the back of my head. After that he was in control and I was along for the ride.
‘Along for the ride’ pretty much described the rest of the evening. After the leader shot his thick musky load into my throat, he pointed at another, who grabbed my chain and dragged me over.
I dutifully serviced him while the third orc groped my breasts and ran thick fingers between my legs. After the second orc came into my mouth, the two of them simply picked me up and spun me around so I could put my oral skills to work on the third.
By the time I finished off the last orc, while the other toyed with me, my body was giving in to the carnal decadence. I was panting heavily and my skin was flushed. I told myself I couldn’t help my body’s reactions while they had total control of me. None of this was my choice – right?
That’s why when they returned me to their leader, I was ready and eager to be fucked. They lifted me up, each with one hand around my upper arm and one hand under my thighs, and carried me over to him. The leader grasped my hips and guided me onto his massive cock.
We both were surprised how easily he cleaved inside me and slid me down his thick shaft. I gasped when his tip first pushed its way in, and let out a long moan while he delved deep. When he hilted inside, my eyelids fluttered with eyes rolled back. My mouth stayed open in a silent cry.
He gripped me with his huge strong hands and effortlessly shifted me about again. The sight of his long dark fingers pressing into my creamy flesh sent thrills through me. I craved being touched; I brought my bound wrists up to caress and pinch my own nipples and breasts.
The first time I came, I hid it as best I could. I stifled my cries and suppressed the trembling of my body. I don’t think I fooled them. I barely tried to hide the second. By the time the third hit, I was loudly reveling in my body-shaking climax.
The leader took his time cumming, enjoying me as long as he could. But once he was done, he immediately motioned for the other two to pull me off him and take me for themselves.
One placed his hands under my rear, lifted me up, and mounted me upon him. I slipped my arms over his head and rested my bound wrists on the back of his neck while he thrust into me.
The third must have decided he didn’t want to wait his turn, for suddenly I felt him prodding at my other, tighter opening. “Nnnn-nooo,” I pleaded softly, but it was already too late. He pushed his way inside and I found myself mounted on two large orcs at once.
Soon after, they lifted and turned me around so they could trade sides. Before long I found myself on their leader again; all of them used my mouth, pussy and ass to satisfy their desires.
I was delirious with carnal pleasures; I lost track of which orc was which or whose turn was next. Again and again they picked me up, tossed me around, and took turns with me as they wished.
Even the chain to my collar rattled and shook noisily in time with my own loud throes of passion.
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Hours later I emerged from a haze of passion and lust to find my body and limbs entwined with three snoring orcs. My hair was a tangled matted mess that hid half of my face and my skin was coated with blotches and streaks of evidence of the debauchery of the night before.
Before they passed out the orcs must have figured the collar and chain would be enough, and released my wrists from the ropes. They must have forgotten I was a skilled thief. There were several different items within reach that I could have chosen to pick the locks that held me.
Dawn was just breaking over the quiet encampment as I slipped out of the tent and away into the cover of the nearby woods. It would be a long and nervous naked journey back to the temple, where I hoped to find my clothes and gear.
Back at the temple, I looked at the altar where I’d been chained. It still held scraps of meat and bread and stains of wine. A month from now, it would once again be heaped with food and drink.
The villagers and orcs would never think that I’d be brave – or reckless – enough to return. They didn’t know me. They didn’t know that I was often both!
And what if I got caught again?
Well, I’ve had worse Saturday nights.
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Be sure to see my WordPress site for the full uncensored version: katied.life/
If you enjoyed, go give Saurian-Shade a look on his DA page or other links, and he’s worthy of your subscription budget at Patreon.
And watch for more with Lisbeth soon!
KatieD
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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!
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
OH POOR QUINN…it just keeps getting worse for her…goblin bruvs Joe and John keep tormenting their pet, and the big boss Rudy STILL won’t touch her!
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DISCLAIMERS: First off, I love Ryan Reynolds and I’m sure he’d totally laugh with me about this while I pretty much did anythinghe asked me to. BUT his ‘Welcome to Wrexham’ series is such a blatant self-promoting tax-dump farce…
…almost as much of a farce as English Men’s professional football. I’ve never seen a bigger bunch of whining floppers!!! And don’t get me started on their fans…
Note I said MEN’S football. English Women’s football I have total respect for, as well as ANY women’s soccer team. They work so much harder for a fraction of the pay, and when they get hit, they get up, wipe off the blood, and keep playing. #playlikeagirl
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In part 1, our lovely lady jogger, who I’ve since named Quinn, was accosted by a giant wurm and a trio of desert goblins.
In part 2, Quinn agreed to go with the goblins if they protected her from the wurm, and they ‘led’ her back to their lair.
In parts 3 and 4, Quinn became the plaything of the goblin minions…but disturbed the ‘re-lax-ashun’ time of ‘Rudy’ their leader.
In parts 5 and 6, she ‘serves’ as Rudy’s footstool…but he’s still irritated with her.
Will Quinn be able to stay still enough for Rudy the boss to relax?
Or will she continue to irritate him by interrupting his shows? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Will Quinn be able to stay still enough for Rudy the boss to relax?
Or will she continue to irritate him by interrupting his shows? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Now Quinn is going to have to find a way to help ‘Rudy’ re-relax. But how?? ‘Rudy’ is an OC of @WarewolfBarMitzvah
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon.
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Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
Now, she’s become the plaything of the goblin minions. Despite her absolute obedience and subservience, they’re still tormenting her constantly for their own amusement. Goblins are really such miserable little bastards, aren’t they?
Unfortunately, their leader ‘Rudy’ doesn’t find such amusement in the cries and pleas of humie women. Especially not when he’s in the middle of his favorite show!
If Quinn doesn’t find a way to keep herself quiet, she just might find herself on the wrong end of Rudy’s wrath.
And we wouldn’t want that, would we? (yeah, yeah, I know that’s exactly what all you kinksters want!)
I promise you’ll see more of Quinn soon. 🙂
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Shout out to WareWolfBarmitzvah for the amazing community he’s built on his discord server. Everyone there is awesome about coaching and mentoring in a really collaborative environment where egos are put aside, art is freely shared, and feedback is welcomed.
Thanks to all the creative partners in our Agents of SP.A.N.K. community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you! Positive Reinforcement is a commodity freely exchanged there, and one that grows in value the more its given.
If you’d like to join us in our Agents of S.P.A.N.K. discord server, send me a private message.
KatieD 