A Brief Conversation with Momo-chan Jennifer Tempest glared silently at the glistening, latex-covered figure in the restraint chair in front of her. The only part of the woman that wasn’t coated entirely in black, polished latex was her head, which was mostly covered by her heavy-duty gas mask, the dark lenses staring back at Jennifer with a cold detachment. The woman’s hair was a hot pink...
House Call Laura sighed as she sank onto the couch, the coolness of the soft material soothing some of the day’s aches. She crossed her legs, rubbing one foot after she plucked her shoe off, easing away the fatigue. It had been a long, tiring day spent working on her latest case at the SCPD, and even with her enhanced stamina from her burgeoning powers as Gun Bunny, she was tired. She glanced...
Show Some Restraint Voices…voices in the dark. Far away, down a tunnel? In another room? A ringing sound nearly drowned them out. “Just a few more minutes…” The voices wouldn’t stop. “Why are you not letting me sleep? Just shut up already!” And they were getting closer, louder. “…other places for working out baser aggressions, at least a dozen that I’m aware of in Sentinel City. It...
Big Fight Night “What the hell did you just say?!” Cat snarled, slamming her fists onto the tabletop, causing her dishes to clatter, her drink nearly toppling to the floor. She was on her feet and hadn’t realized it, muscles tensed and ready for a fight. The redheaded brute of a woman who had just strode in with a half dozen women behind her rested her meaty hands on her hips and smirked down at...
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...
Anything for a Scoop – Part 3 With the chatter having died off almost completely from outside the room, Delia began testing the limits of her restraints, grunting and wiggling upon the bed. She bit down upon the rubber bar in her mouth as she concentrated on getting an idea of just how much she could move. Unfortunately, thanks to Sei Sei having picked up on her tricks, her movements were...
