Katie has fallen into the clutches of a Dutch pirate captain…but is she taking a bit of a shine to her swashbuckling captor…?
On a holiday cruise in the sunny Caribbean, Katie read trashy romance-adventure novels and fantasized about being swept away by a bold and handsome pirate. As her luck would have it, her ship was boarded and she was taken captive by the notorious Captain Dutch.
As he liked to do with all his ‘genteel’ captives, Captain Dutch had her stripped to her undergarments and lashed to a mast, hoping to intimidate and humble the dignified young woman in front of his crew.
To his surprise, she seemed to respond to the rough treatment with glee. The more she was manhandled and the tighter she was bound, the more flirty and amorous she became with him!
What was a roguish pirate captain to do? He couldn’t let his crew see him going soft and giving in to the seduction of a wench, no matter how comely or tempting she might be. So with a loud proclamation to his crew, he claimed her for himself and said he was taking her to his quarters to ‘teach her some manners.’
Keeping his lovely blond captive bound hand and foot, Captain Dutch slung Katie over his shoulder. With his warm hand on the squealing damsel’s butt, he grinned at his smirking crew as he made his way to the captain’s cabin.
“Don’t worry too much, wench! I may soon have you out of your rather fetching bodice, but at least we’ll have some excellent port wine to go with it. Your ship was quite well stocked, I’m happy to say!”
Agent Katie continued to squeal and plead for reprieve, but as he carried her into his cabin, he could hear her murmuring, ‘yes, yes, yes!’
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Sunday Artist Spotlight Series # 13 – @DutchUrbanSketcher How about some SASS for your Sunday? (Yeah, you know me…always bringing the SASS!)
Today is the thirteenth in my intermittent series where I feature images from one of my artist friends.
It’s been a while since I’ve done an entry in my Sunday Artist Spotlight Series…and it’s been a while that I’ve had this sexy image sitting in my queue.
He and I have chatted over the adventures of his fun character Miss Davenport, and he previously created a sexy image for my birthday last November:
Please go check out the page of DutchUrbanSketcher and his fun artwork; you’ll also find him to be a genuinely nice guy! (with only some choice qualities in common with the roguish Captain Dutch).
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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!
Agent Gabriela wasn’t warned about the Sinister Sisters of The Manor, nor about those tricksy Greeblies!
So when she received an invitation to a Halloween Party at The Manor, and was promised that Agent Katie would meet her there, she really thought nothing of it. Not even when a handsome little bald fella in a priest costume took her by the hand and escorted her around to the back entrance of The Manor.
In preparation for the costume party, the back entrance had been transformed into ‘St. Greeblie’s’ church – an extra-hallowed location for a Halloween party, to be sure!
St. Eloise and St. Berta gave the lovely latina agent a warm welcome at the door and quickly escorted her inside, so they could give her an extra-special initiation to the inner workings of The Manor.
Coincidentally, Agent Gabi arrived in exactly the kind of costume the Sinister Sisters already had picked out for her. But that certainly didn’t prevent them from binding and gagging the pretty brunette and getting her started on deportment lessons – and more costume changes.
And all with the helping (and gratuitously groping) hands of a pack of costumed Greeblies who just couldn’t wait to give the curvy new object of their desire their usual ‘affectionate’ Agents of S.P.A.N.K. treatment!
When Agent Gabriela shows up to work at S.P.A.N.K. HQ, Agent Katie is going to have some real explaining to do…
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This is Agent Gabriela Ribeiro’s first appearance in the artwork of my dear friend @jonut21 and I think he (with help from the Greebs) captured the essence of the newest Agent of S.P.A.N.K.
Agent Gabi isn’t totally new – I created Gabriela back in 2018 under the name Vyndra, and she has languished unused in dusty corner of my mind ever since. Only recently did I decide to bring her into the agency as an Agent of S.P.A.N.K.
Thank you @jonut21 for this beautiful take on Agent Gabi!
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA page:
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!
It takes a skilled ventriloquist to do the act while gagged.
Pint-sized villain I. B. Weeman paid kidnapper-for-hire Karl to see Agent Katie in a ‘sexy librarian’ fetishy costume.
Agent Katie wasn’t sure WHY the diminutive dominant wanted her, but she soon found out…she became the unwitting and unwilling participant in his off-off-off the strip Vegas ventriloquism show.
You have to admit, it was a pretty novel shtick for an act…make the outrageous claim that the sexy and curvy tied and gagged blonde damsel is actually the ventriloquist while he’s the ‘dummy.’
Fortunately for him, the crowd was far too mesmerized by the jiggly and wiggly chair-tied beauty to think about the hows and whys of the act…
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This image – as many of our fun ones do – sprouted out of a fun little banter between @jonut21 and me in the comments section of the QBTuesday post by Alucard above.
It wasn’t our intention, but happy accidents happen!
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA page:
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!
Agent M is gaining confidence and starting to assert her dominance.
As Quartermaster for the Agents of S.P.A.N.K. Agent Em is responsible for testing all sorts of equipment and gear, and testing the agents as well.
Lately, though, she seems to be taking advantage of her position and taking liberties with some of the agents. Gosh, I hope that arrogance doesn’t come back to haunt her at some point…soon!
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This is just a crop of a fun new image from my awesome friend @jonut21, please go to his page and see the full kinky image.
And Agent Katie is in this one, too!
See the full image here:
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA page:
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!
Ari tricked Laressa into surrendering herself for a captive Evie, and now she held both as her prisoners!
Check out part 1 here:
Check out part 2 here:
Check out part 3 here:
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“I don’t trust you, Laressa.” Ari chided. “So before you unwrap the bimbo, let’s get you secure.” Ari tossed manacles with a short chain toward Laressa’s feet. “Be a lamb, and put those on.”
Laressa glared back at Ari, but bent down to retrieve the manacles and slowly put them on her wrists. They clicked closed securely, and Laressa noted there were holes bored in them for locks to be attached. She looked up at Ari just in time to catch the locks thrown at her.
By the time Laressa had the manacles locked, Ari was approaching her again with an iron collar on a long chain. Following the length of the chain on the floor, Laressa could see where the end was affixed to a bolt set into the rock wall. Laressa sighed, and nodded to Ari in acceptance.
“Ohh…let’s have you kneel for this bit, shall we?” Ari asked with a twisted grin and evil eyes.
Laressa grimaced, but silently complied. She sank to her knees and bowed her head for the collar to be latched around her neck. She sighed bitterly, but knew Evie would soon be free.
“Alright, that should keep you secure…for now.” Ari sneered. “Go ahead and free the girl.”
Laressa carefully unwrapped the face of the captive Ari had released to her. She didn’t even have the girl’s face half unwrapped when she realized she’d been tricked. It wasn’t Evie.
Laressa gritted her teeth. She wanted to rage, to scream, to lash out, go berserk. But at the moment, she knew it wouldn’t do any good. It wouldn’t do Evie any good, and it wouldn’t do this poor girl any good either. She was going to have to calmly let this play out for the time being.
“Ari…” she muttered, while continuing to release the terrified blonde girl before her. “I should have known you would pull something like this.”
“You know…yeah, you should have,” Ari retorted. “What was it you told the crown? I was ‘irredeemable?’ Turns out you were right.” She smirked. “But it’s kinda worked out for me.”
“How so?” Laressa asked, stalling for time while nudging the naked blonde girl toward the exit.
“Well, now I have two targets for my ire,” Ari grinned wickedly. “Double the pleasure for me, double the torture for you.” Ari walked away slowly, saying “don’t go anywhere,” with a laugh. When Ari returned, she was dragging another tightly wrapped bundle by its feet.
This time, Laressa could clearly identify Evie’s shape – how could she have mistaken the modest curves of the other blonde for the generous breasts and hips of her favorite pet??
“That’s right,” Ari taunted. “This one is your girl. By the way, she could hear everything that just happened out here. She heard all the nice things you said about her – blech!” Ari made a gesture like vomiting. “But she also heard you foolishly trade yourself for that other weakling. So she already knows that you failed her – you failed to rescue her – and you’re both all mine, now.”
“What…what are you going to do, Ari?” Laressa said levelly.
“Well, you should know Lar…I’m going to do what you would have done back when you still had enough pride and self-respect for anyone to fear you…” Ari let her voice trail for dramatic effect.
“I’m going to torture the blonde bimbo in front of you…and I’m going to torture you in front of her…taking turns, back and forth, endlessly, until you both are begging to be released. At that point, I might even keep one of you around before disposing of the other.”
Ari paused, watching the expressions playing out over Laressa’s face.
“Doesn’t that sound like great fun, Lar?”
~~~to be continued~~~
This sexy kinky fun times image is by my awesome loyal friend and longtime collaborator MenchiMenagerie to go with the story I wrote for his birthday. That’s right, I wrote a gift story for him, and he did MORE artwork to go with it…just the kind of guy he is!
Please go give MenchiMenagerie a visit over on his page and show him some love! He’s definitely worthy of your kinky fun times commission budget.
He’s a lot of fun to work with and his commission rates are very reasonable. Please go check out his DA page, give him some positive reinforcement, and consider working with him!
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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!
#Gratitude2024 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 was 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.
Agent Katie attends her first ‘RP-Con’ as Black Canary…
and the ‘villains’ there want to take role-playing at the con just a little too seriously!!
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Agent Katie stood outside the convention center’s doors and took a breath to collect herself. Not too deep of a breath, because too deep and her breasts would pop right out of her bustier. Even a shallow breath made them jiggle before coming to rest with her nipples barely in the cups.
At least focusing on keeping her boobs contained was distracting her from how the thong-back of her bodysuit was cleaving up between her fishnet-clad butt cheeks. She was pretty sure the taxi driver left her short of the entrance so he could watch her ass wiggle toward the door – along with all the other convention attendees walking toward the gates who stopped to check her out.
Agent Katie was a little anxious about attending her first ever RP-Con. She’d been to a Comic-Con a couple times before, had even cosplayed as Black Canary once before. But RolePlay Con was different – here, attendees expected participants to STAY in character. And registered participants who were roleplaying allies or enemies were expected to act as such.
That meant if Agent Katie encountered any of Black Canary’s villains or foils, they might try to fight or capture her. Dressed as she was in the snug leather catsuit/bustier, the tall leather boots and fitted leather jacket, and the eye-catching fishnets – she’d have a target on her back.
Or her butt.
Which, on any given weekend, could turn into a LOT of sexy kinky fun. But that wasn’t her main goal in attending. One of her good artist friends was also attending, and they had agreed to meet up. Jonathan, aka ‘Jonut 21,’ would be showcasing his art and sketching commissions at the convention, and he’d promised to draw her modeling her Black Canary costume.
Once Agent Katie entered the hall, the leers and stares increased dramatically. Phones and cameras were aimed in her direction and began clicking away in earnest. Agent Katie blushed, but she wasn’t surprised. She’d expected to garner a fair amount of attention, especially from a convention crowd. And she had to admit, she did enjoy their curiosity – to a certain degree.
The girl at check-in smiled sweetly. “Ah yes,” she said as she checked Katie’s ticket. “I have an envelope for you.” She gave Agent Katie’s costume a once over – and blushed, biting her lip.
“Thank you,” Agent Katie replied politely. Inside the envelope was a note:
“Hey, jiggly one, it’s your favorite cabin boy / mad scribbler. Looking forward to finally seeing you in the flesh. I saved you a barstool in the corner – J da CB.”
Agent Katie grinned and a hint of blush crossed her cheeks. She was finally going to meet her friend in person – and find out what he looked like in real life! Then she noticed a post-script.
“P.S. The Greebs heard you were coming, and they’re more geeked than usual – keep an eye out, the little stinkers are everywhere, and ready to role-play ya…”
Agent Katie grinned wryly. She should have figured on that. Now she was even a little more self-conscious of her outfit – those little Greebs got more handsy the more flesh they could see.
“Excuse me, miss,” Agent Katie asked the reception girl again, tearing the girl’s eyes away from the front of Katie’s bustier. “Can you tell me where the booth for Jonut21 is?”
“Uhh…yes, yes of course,” the girl stammered. She placed a map of the RP-Con convention floor on the table between them. “We are here…” she said, drawing an ‘X’ by the doors. “Aaaand his booth is…let’s see…” Her pen traveled to the diametric opposite end of the map. “Here’s the main stage…here’s the participant lounge off to the side…the bar…” she drew another ‘x’ right beside the rows of tall bar tables. “First booth on the wall next to the lounge.”
Agent Katie chuckled. “Literally, a stool in the corner.” She surveyed the distance between the two ‘x’ marks and looked up to see the far corner of the convention hall. “And I have to navigate the entire conference to get there…” Her gaze lowered to the dozen or so staring patrons and their camera lenses. “And wannabe villains and henchmen as far as the eye can see between.”
Agent Katie sighed and began to make her way onto the RP-Con floor. She barely made it ten paces before a young guy in street clothes asked if he could take a selfie with her. “Sure,” she said, amiably, and struck a pose while the guy sidled up, slipping his other hand around her waist. Right away she felt his hand land on the fishnet stockings over her nearly bare butt.
“Watch it…” she muttered, pinching his wrist as painfully as she could and pulling it off her ass.
“Thanks!” he exclaimed, showing no shame for being caught fondling her butt. Agent Katie looked up to see several more attendees, some in costume and some not, crowding closer to get their picture taken as well. She didn’t see any villains, nor Greebs, so she patiently agreed.
A half hour later, Agent Katie hadn’t made it more than forty yards into the RP-Con hall – and had at least two hundred yards to go. Worse, she’d already seen a woman dressed as Huntress watching and staring, two Harley Quinns, and a leering sixty-year-old balding Green Arrow with a paunch – she didn’t want to know what HE wanted to role-play.
And she was pretty sure she’d seen a couple Greeblies skulking about, too. “Hoo-boy, what have I gotten myself into?” she muttered as she tried to plot a path of escape.
Just then an arm landed across her shoulders with a swirl of black cape. A slender woman in a form-fitting black catsuit appeared beside her, a few stray curls of red hair peeking from the woman’s cowl. “Hey, Dinah!” the woman said cheerily. “You look like you could use a rescue.”
Agent Katie took a second look at the woman’s half-covered face, the familiar green eyes sparkling through the mask. “Emily…Agent M?” she asked, recognizing the quartermaster from the Agents of S.P.A.N.K.
“Agent M?” the woman said questioningly with a wink. “My name’s Babs, silly, and ‘Batgirl’ is ready to help ‘Black Canary’ get through this gauntlet of greedy gropers gracefully.”
Agent Katie grinned. “Just in the nick of time, too. Totally forgot my combo bat-signal/stun-gun.”
‘Batgirl’ took ‘Black Canary’ by the arm, and escorted her through the crowd. “Sorry boys,” she said, brushing a few more selfie-seekers aside. “No pictures, we’re on an important mission!”
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With Agent M’s help, Agent Katie was able to better navigate the maze of RP-Con booths and attractions. A couple times they had to make abrupt turns to avoid a notorious ‘villain’ or overly attentive ‘ally’ eager to ‘roleplay’ with them. ‘Perhaps tomorrow I can linger and have some roleplay fun,’ Agent Katie mused to herself. ‘But today I want to get to modeling for Jonathan!’
Still, Agent Katie couldn’t help feeling they were being watched and followed. Agent M cut down an aisle between blocks of booths giving access to the backside of the curtain-covered cubicles.
Agent Katie’s suspicions were confirmed when three figures moved into the far end of the access alley. Agent M stopped and turned the other way – and three more figures appeared in the direction from which they’d just come. Just as Agent Katie was looking to Agent M for direction, one of the blue curtains behind them parted.
“EEEP!” Squeaked Agent M. Agent Katie saw burly arms and a bulky body grab Emily and drag her between the curtains. Just as she was about to reach for Emily, a strong arm encircled her waist and large hand clamped over her mouth – and then she was being dragged backward, too!
Agent Katie twisted and squirmed, trying to break out of the grip of her assailant. Her breasts took the opportunity to break out of her corset, too – distracting her from attempts to fight back. The other figures from the alley poured into the gap to join the men holding the agents.
More arms grasped Agent Katie around her thighs, lifting her off the ground and pinning her legs together. Beside her, another assailant was grabbing Agent M the same way. Then both agents were being carried through a different gap in the curtains.
They emerged to see bright lights and a crowd surrounding a large booth on the main aisle. A hawker on a microphone was speaking to the gathered attendees, getting them fired up.
“Ah, excellent! My men have found two more volunteers to help demonstrate how WE here at ‘Henchmen ‘R’ Us’ can help with all of your henchman needs, including heroine procurement!”
Stunned, Agent Katie looked around the booth to find posters and images extolling the value of hiring ‘freelance henchmen’ from their ‘carefully curated network of spies, goons and thugs.’
“It seems my men have found a Black Canary and a Batgirl roaming around, no doubt meddling in villain affairs. Now as we all know, you must keep your Black Canary well gagged or she’ll let loose with her annoying shrieks.” He walked over to Agent Katie carrying a bright blue ball gag.
The hawker leaned close to Agent Katie’s face and hissed, “open up and don’t scream, and I’ll help put your tits back in your corset. Fight me, and I’ll let the crowd grope ‘em.”
Agent Katie rolled her eyes and sighed, then nodded. When the henchman took his hand away, she opened her mouth so the hawker could quickly pop the gag in. “Look at how that blue color complements her eyes!” he told the crowd. “At Henchmen ‘R’ Us, we pay attention to details! Just look at how that bright yellow one matches the accents in Batgirl’s logo!”
Then, as promised, he grabbed a handful of Agent Katie’s tit-flesh and tucked it inside the cup of her bustier. He was kind enough to block the crowd’s view of her chest while he finished, to the groans and dismay of the onlookers. “Now, now,” he told them. “We also make a good faith effort to protect a heroine’s dignity. But now, let’s let our henchmen demonstrate their rope skills.”
Other men from the alley stepped forward with ropes to wrap tightly around both agents’ ankles. “Wahh uh oootsh,” Agent Katie mumbled through the gag, hoping the ropes wouldn’t leave creases in her expensive high-heeled boots. “Ohhn’t ipp uh ishhehth,” she added when more coarse rope tugged at the fishnet stockings as her thighs were bound together.
When both agents’ legs were well bound, they were both set on their feet so that henchmen could go to work binding their wrists behind them. “Our henchmen are skilled at binding heroines securely without damaging them too badly,” he told the crowd, “and we’ll even guarantee against them escaping from our ropes – can’t have them squirming free and kicking your ass, can we?”
As if to emphasize the ‘securely’ part, the henchmen pinned the agent’s arms to their sides with more coils of ropes above and below their breasts. That actually gave Agent Katie a little more sideboob coverage as her leather jacket was pinched to the sides of her chest, but they also framed the front of her breasts which were again threatening to pop out of the bustier. Poor Agent Emily’s modest chest was even more obviously emphasized by cinched ropes over her sleek black bodysuit.
“And there you have it, friends,” the hawker continued. “Just like that, two tightly trussed heroines ready for delivery to a soon to be satisfied -” he paused to wink and nod at the bound agents – “VERY satisfied client. Why, these heroines could have been yours had you acted sooner – but don’t worry, there’s an entire convention hall full of heroines available….”
The hawker nodded to the henchmen holding the agents, and Agents Katie and Emily were hoisted back up in their arms and tossed over their shoulders, then carried back to the gap in the curtain. “And off they go for delivery! Now who would like to hire a henchman or two?”
The buzz of the crowd faded while the agents were carried back along the alley. Agent Katie had difficulty getting her bearings while her head dangled behind the back of the henchman who had slung her over his shoulder. It seemed they were moving deeper into the convention hall – but heading to the other back corner, on the opposite side of the stage from Jonathan’s booth.
“Ehhrr ahh oo ‘ahkhih uhhh?” Agent Katie mumbled around the gag. Poor Agent Emily seemed to have gone silent, stunned by their capture and subsequent humiliation in front of the crowd.
“We’s takin’ you to The Black Mask’s lair,” the goon carrying Agent Emily replied with a chuckle. “He put in a special request for a couple curvy supers to toy around with, an’ he’s payin’ a bonus for a blonde Canary. This redhead ought to make him happy, too. He likes redheads. A LOT.”
Agent Katie shuddered at the name ‘Black Mask.’ The comic book Black Mask’s reputation for punishing and torturing heroines was well known…and if a ‘RolePlay-Con’ participant was going to the trouble of hiring henchmen to deliver some, then she had no doubt that is EXACTLY what this Black Mask roleplayer had in mind for the both of them. They might be in real danger!
~~~to be continued!~~~
This is part 1 of a little story I wrote for @jonut21 ‘s birthday a while back…paired with an image he gave me as a gift a while ago…and the gifts just keep on giving! Keep an eye out here for the next part.
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist @jonut21 a look on his page and lots more of his Agent Katie work is in HIS gallery on my DA page:
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!
Laressa went to Ari’s lair to rescue a captive Evie, but had to endure such taunting and humiliation!
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Check out part 1 here:
Check out part 2 here:
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Later that evening, Laressa strode boldly into Ari’s lair, the Latina girl still slung over her shoulder and re-wrapped. Eventually, she had re-gagged and re-blindfolded the girl – again with Evie’s workout gear. Laressa had grown quite tired of the girl’s blubbering and begging.
Ari was standing near the back wall of her lair, holding up a tightly wrapped and motionless bundle in the distinct shape of a curvy woman. She watched Laressa approach, and flashed Laressa a wickedly smug grin with the cocky air of one who has triumphed over a nemesis.
“I brought back your messenger girl,” Laressa said, depositing the wriggling bundle on the floor of the lair. “And here I am, as you requested.” Laressa nodded toward the shapely captive Ari held. “So let Evie go, now, and let’s be on with whatever this is.”
Ari cackled shrilly. “Oh, how the mighty have fallen! Laressa, you used to be so fearsome and intimidating, and now you’re – well, frankly, you’re pathetic…and still trying to make demands!”
“Are you going to talk me to death, or are we going to do this?” Laressa asked impatiently.
This made Ari laugh even harder. “Oh Laressa, if the crown could see you now. Ok, fine, but I want to be crystal-clear about this agreement first, ok?” Ari paused. “You, Laressa Silverspun, are unequivocally surrendering to me, in exchange for…” Ari looked at the bundle in her arms distastefully to emphasize the inequity she saw in the trade. “This…this little blonde bimbo.”
“I’m surprised you know what unequivocally means,” Laressa said dryly. “But yes, I am.”
“Damn.” Ari said gravely. “You really have lost it, haven’t you?” she added derisively.
“I’ve gained more than you could ever dream,” Laressa said with a sad smile. “And that beautiful girl,” she said with a nod to Ari’s captive. “is worth more than you’ll ever be worth to anyone.”
Ari snorted. “If you say so. I simply see her as proof you’ve gone soft.” She gave the bundled girl a shove. “Our deal is final. In a moment you can unwrap blondie and set her free…but first…”
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In a hidden alcove in Ari’s lair, Evie lay helpless on the floor, tightly bundled and anchored to the rock-strewn floor. Her head was still covered, but she discovered she could hear clearly. Cool air on her ear told her that her captor had cut a hole in the wrapping there. Now she knew why.
Evie could hear everything happening in the outer chamber of the lair – she was just helpless to do anything about it. She heard Laressa enter, heard the conversation – it was the first moment she’d learned her captor’s name was Ari – and she heard Laressa agree to trade herself for the poor hapless girl Ari actually held prisoner out there, not knowing it wasn’t Evie before her.
She screamed as loud as she could to warn Laressa of the ruse, but her mouth was packed so tightly that not a whisper could be heard. She writhed furiously, trying to roll closer to the voices; she even tried to kick at the loose rock about her. She was helpless to stop the transaction.
~~~to be continued~~~
This sexy kinky fun times image is by my awesome loyal friend and longtime collaborator MenchiMenagerie to go with the story I wrote for his birthday. That’s right, I wrote a gift story for him, and he did MORE artwork to go with it…just the kind of guy he is!
Please go give MenchiMenagerie a visit over on his page and show him some love! He’s definitely worthy of your kinky fun times commission budget.
He’s a lot of fun to work with and his commission rates are very reasonable. Please go check out his DA page, give him some positive reinforcement, and consider working with him!
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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!
#Gratitude2024 <–my mantra for the new year! Thanks to all of you, 2023 was 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.
Karl the Kidnapper turned Agent Katie over to the evil Professor N. Cell – who had insidious plans for Agent Kate – insidious, I say!
One of Agent Katie’s old college professors now works for I-PRUDE developing an anti-kink ray that will turn everyone on earth into a puritan.
Agent Katie had once put her sadistic professor behind bars. As a twisted act of revenge, he’s leading Agent Katie to an isolation chamber that will protect her from the effects of the anti-kink ray.
Thus, her wild inclinations will only ostracize her from a society that will reject her affinity for kink…
…and she and the professor will be the only two kinky people left on earth – (ewwww!)
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I’m sure all you creative kinksters out there can come up with an even BETTER caption than mine above. SHOW ME! Add your caption in the comments below and I’ll give a shoutout to my favorites on the next post!
Today’s post is the 82nd of my series,”Quick Bites Tuesday” from a conversation with CallMePlisskin years ago. MASSIVE thank you to my artist partners who have collaborated with me on this series!!
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Last week, there were a couple captions that could have been winners! My good friend @Rob66 contributed this snappy line:
Karl whispered into the pretty blonde agent’s ear, “THIS is my idea of grab-and-go!”
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist Alucard’s Spirit a look in my gallery below. Kudos to Alucard also for the idea behind the professor’s evil plan.
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!
It wasn’t the first time Karl the Kidnapper grabbed Agent Katie – and it wasn’t likely to be the last, either…
Karl is a freelance thug who takes on all sorts of sordid jobs. But by far, hired kidnappings are his favorite kind of job.
And Agent Katie is his absolute favorite target.
How many times has Karl nabbed Agent Katie over the years? They’ve both lost count.
But truthfully? They’re both kinda looking forward to the next time.
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I’m sure all you creative kinksters out there can come up with an even BETTER caption than mine above.
SHOW ME! Add your caption in the comments below and I’ll give a shoutout to my favorites on the next post!
Today’s post is the 81st of my series,”Quick Bites Tuesday” from a conversation with CallMePlisskin years ago. MASSIVE thank you to my artist partners who have collaborated with me on this series!!
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Last week, there were a few captions that could have been winners! @Clonetrooper78 wrote an awesome lengthy scene where KarVie tried to escape the orc, and he kicked it off with one snappy line:
The Orc’s like: “I know you’re playing me, but I don’t care.”
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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!
Agent Katie tries to beat the heat in a teeny-tiny bikini at the S.P.A.N.K. Headquarters pool.
In retrospect, she probably should have gone to the pool at her condo…but the men there tend to gawk and stare, and the wives and girlfriends get jealous and catty…
In which case, she might have ended up like this anyway…
Agent Katie had dozed off on a lounge chair at HQ, laying on her front with her bikini strings undone. She awoke to strong hands holding and binding her limbs, a tight cleave between her teeth.
She had no idea to where her bikini top disappeared, but was grateful it wasn’t stuffed in her mouth.
After she was placed on an air mattress and set adrift in the pool, Agent Katie took care not to squirm or struggle too much, lest she slip off into the cool water. But the vinyl surface below her was growing slick with her perspiration and it was becoming more difficult for her to balance.
Agent Katie wasn’t too concerned about what would happen if she went under, because a crowd of villains had gathered. Surely one of those watching her closely would jump in to rescue her?
That wasn’t much solace, however – because in this vulnerable state any one of them could claim her…and they seemed to be in deep discussions about something…
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If you enjoyed this kinky sexy fun times image, go give the artist Alucard’s Spirit a look in my gallery below.
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!
KatieD 