Chapter One of the Misha Kyle Trilogy The Honey Trap – Part 2 With her memory returning from whatever Honey had used to knock her out, Misha found herself furious, angrily tugging at the chains that held her limbs. The vibrators kicked on again, immediately going wide open. She squealed, biting into the ball gag and thrashed about, her anger at being kidnapped overwhelming the intensely...
Chapter One of the Misha Kyle Trilogy The Honey Trap – Part 1 Misha awoke with a groan, her eyes slowly cracking open to reveal a sliver of light, then a brighter glow that made her wince. She reached to rub her eyes, but her hand jerked against something and didn’t move any closer. She tried again, recognizing the distinct sensation of a cuff pulling at her wrist, and the somewhat...
This is a story written last year as a gift for the one and only TooOooney on DeviantArt. During the course of our chats, the idea of doing a story with our OCs came up a few times, and eventually the idea came to me to implement the story into my Sci-Fantasy setting a TooOoney-approved version of his character Vi (who has the most delicious…assets) interacting with a new interpretation of...
Taking her time this morning, Rivalle sauntered along the trail outside of her private estate, the last vestiges of the morning fog lingering around the patches of forest and low hills rimming the main area of the property. She listened to the birds chirping as they flew about, pausing to enjoy a few sips of her steaming herbal tea. Moving on after a flight of purple and red birds flew off from...
“As expected…the ASC has accepted our request to join them, but…” Rivalle rolled her eyes, glaring out of the windows of her office at the roiling storm beyond. “But they did not allow us a full seat at the table. They don’t trust us, Schneider, especially not with Veylani leading the charge out there. It doesn’t matter; I’ve always played the long game, so this time will be no different...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 8 (Final) Jennifer sat before Delia, resting upon an office chair as if it were a throne, legs crossed, one latex-clad foot held inches in front of Delia’s face, an expectant smirk upon her full lips. Delia was on her knees before this gorgeous woman, and she felt her heart racing. She felt her arms still wrapped around her midsection, still felt the tightness of the...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 7 Managing a weak, incoherent grunt around the mouth-filling gag, Delia waited for Jennifer to unstrap her from the chair. She couldn’t make out much of the room’s details, only that there was some vaguely defined equipment hanging in front of her and blinking lights for the computer monitors. She sucked in an abbreviated breath when Jennifer’s hands once again took...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 6 Delia heard something. She stirred ever so slightly, sensation slowly returning to her body. There was that sound again…what was…? Voices! Voices in the darkness. “She’s starting to come out of it,” said a voice. Delia thought it was a woman’s voice, but it was so far away she couldn’t be sure. “The two of you had better hurry up and finish getting that...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 5 The doors closed behind her and the air hissed around Delia, and she felt the air around her changing slightly as the pressures equalized, the countdown changing to another five-second timer. Delia stepped nervously from one foot to the other as she chewed at the bit, eyes glued to the doors in front of her. She barely registered the drool down her chin now. At...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 4 Figuring that she’d better get moving before she got caught, Delia came to her feet and winced at the painful volume of the alarm. She bumped into the door to the room, muttering a curse when it didn’t open. She noted the keycard reader and the handle, then awkwardly repeated her earlier method of opening a door, hooking the handle with one of the straitjacket...
