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Your birthday wishes overwhelmed me with gratitude and happiness yesterday!
You are all so good to me and made me feel so special…thank you!!!
I wanted to share just a few of the great images from yesterday.
I’ll share more later, too.
I’m only giving little thumbnails for now because I’m going to have mini-vignettes for some of them, but here are the links to my awesome friends who did the images above.
Evie in the Spider’s Lair: by ArtofVenus (gotta do a vignette for this one!)
Loud and Katie Day Away: by La-Loud (gotta do a vignette for this one, too!)
Plus, I got an awesomely hot story from my friend Rebelcommander6 that goes with an existing image…not sure I can share the whole story, but perhaps a snippet or two with the image later this week.
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I’ll share more, keep an eye out!
And don’t forget tomorrow is #QBTuesday – another saucy caption challenge tomorrow.
Almost immediately after Laressa released Elle from her captivity in the cavern, Elle returned to work with a renewed enthusiasm. As Director of Research and Development at the Codex Cryptae labs, she had been supervising several experiments with Laressaās special silk.
Once she understood Laressaās production secrets, her mind began spinning with ideas for new applications – for both the material and the creatures who produced it. Sheād already made some exciting progress in her latest research, and was eager to share it with Laressa.
Laressa took a seat across from Elle in her office. āI trust that my little helpers are behaving themselves? And that you are learning much from them with your experiments?ā
āAbsolutely,ā Elle replied with a grin. āI would like to think they are learning as much from the trials as I am. Their skills and decision-making seem to be improving rapidly.ā
āExcellent!ā Laressa tented her fingers and sat back. āThe ones I assigned to help with your experiments are juveniles. I was hoping youād be able to assist in their development.ā
āUsing juvenile spiders added an interesting facet to testing,ā Elle replied. āThey performed well, but they lacked initiative and seemed disinterested in the experiments themselves.ā
āIāve witnessed that myself,ā Laressa agreed. They have no patience for tedious work.ā
āAhh, but then I had an idea: I gave them the opportunity to hunt and compete, andā¦well, now not only are they energetic and industrious, they are also quiteā¦enthusiastic about the experiments.ā Elle winked. āTheyāve actually been going non-stop for several hours now.ā
āOh? What exactly do you have them doing?ā Laressa asked, her curiosity piqued.
Elleās grin widened. āWell, do you remember challenging me to choose some consequences for Evie that would be meaningful and lasting, and relevant to the distress she led me into?ā
Now it was Laressaās turn to smile broadly. āI vaguely remember giving you that adviceā¦in between making you cum repeatedly. While you faced your own consequences.ā
Elle blushed and shifted in her seat. āYes. Wellā¦umā¦I think youāll find that your āhelpersā are having a rather fun time teaching our naughty blonde ranger a few lessons.ā
Laressa sat forward in her seat. āI think I should like to see for myself how they are faring.ā
āI thought you might.ā Elle picked up her clipboard and gestured toward the door to the Cryptae Laboratories. āRight this way, Mistress Silverspun.ā
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āIāve set up repeating cycles of catch and release,ā Elle commented as they walked the halls. āOr, more precisely, intercept, restrain, immobilize, submissionā¦and release.ā
Elle gestured toward a window providing a wide view of an enclosed testing lab. āThey appear to be practicing the ārestrainā stage again at the moment – and doing quite well!ā
Laressa saw Evie on the floor of the room, ensnared in silk by three of Laressasās arachnids. She was vigorously resisting them and struggling – unsuccessfully – to get back to her feet.
Two of them were pulling her legs in opposite directions to keep her off balance. Another had her arm pinned to her side and was pulling her backside down to the floor.
āAhh, yes, do you see how they are working together to rob the test subject of her leverage?ā Elle asked. āOnce they have her prone, her immobilization and submission is inevitable.ā
āI do see that,ā Laressa said with a smile. āI also see that your ātest subjectā is nearly naked?ā
āHeh! Yes, her pretty blue dress and bra only lasted the first couple āinterceptā and ārestrainā cycles. Probably good she wore panties todayā¦for once. Shame about the dress, though.ā
āIāll gladly make her another,ā Laressa chuckled. āI hope my helpers arenāt beingā¦inappropriate. Theyāve not met many human women.ā
āI will say they seem to be curious, and gaining an appreciation for wrapping female curves very tightly. Very, very tightly,ā Elle murmured. āBut no, they have not been inappropriate.ā
Laressa watched silently for a while, fascinated, as the one behind Evie held her body down to the floor while the other two brought her legs together. One of them proceeded to sheathe her legs in silk while the other assisted in snaring her free arm and pinning it to her torso like her other arm was. The two spiders then worked together encasing her chest and abdomen.
āYou can see their cooperation,ā Elle pointed out. āThe first few times they each tried to capture her on their own, and she was able to evade them for quite a while. They eventually got her of course, but it took a lot of extra effort – for all of them.ā
āAfter a while they realized they could work together,ā she continued. āTheyāre demonstrating very good teamwork now. Their time from intercept to restraint is now down to less than three minutes, with immobilization in six, and total submission in ten or less.ā
āImpressive! And after submission?ā Laressa inquired.
āOnce Evie taps out, a couple of my assistants go in and free her, they collect all the silk from the room, and then they start over again. Been going forā¦ā Elle checked her watch. āAbout nine hours now. I keep offering them a break but they just want to keep going.ā
āTheywant to keep going? The spiders, or Evie?ā
āOh, the spiders, of course. Evie doesnāt deserve a break yet.ā
āAnd how many cycles of capture and submission?ā
Elle consulted her clipboard. āThis would beā¦number 22.ā
Laressa chuckled. āWell, Iām quite impressed. And Iām delighted to see that youāre letting Evie know that there are consequences for challenging you. As I said, youāll be a formidable dominant mistress in your own right someday.ā She nodded toward the curvy blonde rapidly disappearing into a cocoon of silk. āYou certainly have a talent for distressing that one.ā
Elle beamed with pride. Then she pointed to the room beyond the glass. āIt looks like our test subject is about ready to tap out and submit. My assistants will need a few minutes to free Evie and clear the silk. Are there any special instructions youād like to give your arachnid friends before we start the next cycle?ā
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Please go give @MenchiMenagerieĀ a visit over on his page and show him some love!Ā Heās definitely worthy of your kinky fun times commission budget!
See the full story and uncropped saucy artwork by MenchiMenagerie at the WordPress link or here!
Miss Laressa Silverspun enlists her two favorite āfliesā to serve as living mannequins for the unveiling of her Spring Collection!
here’s a teaser snippet:
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The debut of spring collections is an important event for any fashion designer. Itās their opportunity to showcase the newest styles of their collection and draw attention to their work.
For a Haute Couture seamstress like Laressa Silverspun, her Spring Collection is her time to shine. Warming temperatures call for light, wispy and flowing fabricsāwhich are Laressaās specialty.
But while ordinarily designers rely on casual spring florals and pastels to anchor their spring collections, Laressa chooses to focus on the elegant. She is one of the few who dares to show off jewel tones in her high-end fashions, in preparation for Prom and āBridesmaid Dressā season.
Even āMistressā Laressaās fashion shows are special. She doesnāt rely on lifeless mannequins to show off her exquisite designsāquite the opposite. Laressa prefers to enlist the help of her favorite sexy little āfliesā to serve as living mannequins.
Her dearest cuties are actually eager to participate. For an eveningās work tightly ensconced in the finest of silk wrapping, they get to keep the gorgeous dresses that were, quite literally, made specially for themācrafted directly onto their bodies while they did their best to remain still.
Plus, they are always invited to an intimate āafter-partyā in Laressaās private chambers.
Do their delightful wriggles and soft mewing help show off the dresses and get Laressaās customers in the mood to buy? They mustāwhy else would āMistressā Laressa lovingly stroke and tease them all evening long?
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Please go give @menchmenagerie a visit over on his page and show him some love! Heās definitely worthy of your kinky fun times commission budget!
Long before Evie ever called Laressa āMistress,ā they had a more adversarial relationshipā¦that of hunter and prey. But just who was the hunter, and who was the prey?
Laressa watched with amusement while I struggled to raise myself up to my knees. With my arms wrapped tightly to my sides, it took several pushes with my bound wrists to get my hip below me enough to sit up. It took two more failures before I could tuck my legs underneath and balance on my knees. Finally, with my hair hanging in my eyes, I was able to look up at her.
āVery good,ā Laressa said. āI know that wasnāt easy, but you showed determination. Now letās see about you making amends, yes?ā She got up from the chair and squatted in front of me, looking at me closely. With a delicate touch of her fingers she drew my hair back from my face.
āThank you, Mistress,ā was all I said. I felt happy to have earned her approval for my effort.
āTo prove obedience, we must first address disobedience, yes?ā She traced her fingers down the side of my face, along my jawline to my chin. Then she reversed her hand and let her fingernails glide across my exposed neck back below my ear, and down again to my collarbone.
āYes, Mistress.ā I thrilled at her touch. I was tempted to lean into her hand, seeking more. Her touch was so sensual, I was not yet thinking about what āaddressing disobedienceā might mean.
See the full story (and saucy artwork) by MenchiMenagerie here!
This story is part of a birthday surprise for my friend and artist Menchi. I commissioned the image above for him and then wrote the story as his present.
Evie is happy to be by Laressaās sideā¦so happy, that Laressa can show her off to other prospective clientsā¦anonymously, of courseā¦
My good friend MenchiMenagerie was kind and generous enough to include Evie in his stream image today, and it inspired me to add a little vignette to go with it. See the sexy and explicit version on either of our pages!
Laressa is the character of MenchiMenagerie, the artist of the work above.Evie is my OC, with visual design elements by CallMePlisskin.
Mrs. Willingsley, a refined and elegant wealthy lady of Greytrade, and a prospective client of Laressaās, was vacillating.
āIām just not sure, Laressa. Iām not sure what to expect, and so Iām unsure Iām ready for something like this.ā
āI understand,ā Laressa replied. āMy services are not to be sought out capriciously. And I understand it may be difficult to take my word alone. But I would be taking risks by taking you on as a client, and I expect you to take some risks as well.ā
āIf only I could perhaps speak with another of your clients, perhaps obtain a testimonial or reference from themā¦ā
āThat would be quite inappropriate,ā Laressa snapped. āThe privacy and confidentiality of my
clients are of utmost importance.ā She softened her tone then. āHowever, I may be able to show you an example of some who are quite satisfiedā¦ā
āI would appreciate that, yes,ā Mrs. Willingsley nodded, with obvious relief.
Laressa led her across the sitting room to a door leading to one of her many private chambers. The room was very dark but a faint rustling could be heard within.
āWait here a moment, please, and I will light a lamp.ā
Mrs. Willingsely trembled with unease to be left in the near darkness, but then her breath caught in her throat as the lights came up in the room.
Laressa was standing beside a naked blonde woman on her knees, blindfolded and bound tightly with what appeared to be fine silk. The silk was attached about her throat as well, and a long strand flowed up to where Laressa held it in her hand. Behind Laressa, the outline of two other women were visible as they wriggled and dangled completely encased in silk.
āIf you are willing to trust me, Mrs. Willingsley, you might enjoy my attentions as much as these lovelies do.ā
Long before Evie ever called Laressa āMistress,ā they had a more adversarial relationshipā¦that of hunter and prey. But just who was the hunter, and who was the prey?
I had to admit that I was a little surprised at my quarryās first touch. I was prepared for an attack, a strike meant to incapacitate or shock me. But the first touch was light and sensual, and sudden…I didnāt realize the predator was even there yet–there were no footsteps, no movement from the mouth of the alley, nor from deeper within.
That first disconcerting touch was followed by a warm body pressing against my back and firmly pinning me to the wall. The form leaning into mine felt incredibly strong yet pleasantly soft.
Then came the hot breath on my shoulder and a sweet heady scent, followed by the soft sensual voice of a woman. āSuch a darling little fly, I will have so much fun with you.ā
The voice was at once seductive and inviting, yet condescending and taunting all at once. It was the tone of a predator confident that their prey was already defeated and helpless.
I was tempted to spring my trap right then, but instinct and training both told me to wait, draw her in a little more. There was far too much unknown here…how she was able to approach me unnoticed…why she was so strong…and her intriguingly seductive manner.