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Spinner of Shadow 🔞
@spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
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Come and sit by my campfire! This is an NSFW 18+ only account to let people know about my latest kinky fetish stories, ranging from sweet to depraved.

Stories at subscribestar.adult/spinnerofshadow, mostly free!
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This week around the campfire: "Angel Farming"!

Sweet romance, kinky sex, and MMO mechanics merge in Pandemonium Online, as Crimson Soraya and Mirael the Fallen Angel engage in a private 'resource farming' session.

Check it out at subscribestar.adult/posts/2174653
“Is this good, mistress?” Mirael asked, craning her neck to try and look up. “Almost.” Soraya snapped her fingers again, and the magic of the stocks took effect. A silver thread ran through Mirael’s hair, tying it together and pulling it back until the angel’s neck was craning back, forcing her to look upside-down at the room ahead of her. More threads erupted out of the pillar, pulling her legs wide apart at the knees and fastening them as well. Finally, threads lifted down the edges of her wings, pulling them towards the floor and pinning the angel like a feathery butterfly. “There,” Soraya paced around her captive, looking into her soulful blue eyes. “Now, this is good.” “You really put the programming time in,” Mirael said, breaking character for a moment. Soraya laughed. She reached down, putting a finger on Mirael’s lips. “If my pet won’t stay quiet, I would have to gag her, and I have so many things I want her to do with that precious tongue other than speak. For example...”
November 16, 2025 at 6:38 AM
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Without downloading new pictures describe your gender
A washroom sign that reads "MEN" with a caption that reads [ Ominous Music ]
November 14, 2025 at 9:52 PM
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Hi Dirk, and thanks for tagging me in. It's November again and the Kinktober fog is fading, so hello everyone!

I'm SpinnerOfShadow, and I post both light and dark fetish content, mostly for free, at subscribestar.adult/spinnerofsha.... I also write on commission!

Here are a few story excerpts:
“Oh?” Myron reached out, grabbing Lysithea’s toes with one hand. Slowly, he forced her toes backwards, leaving her sole curved in front of him. “Let’s test that.” With his free hand, he brought two nails down, running them lengthwise down Lysithea’s foot. Beads of sweat began to form on her brow as she stared defiantly at him. “Is th-that… your attemp-tt to torture m-me?” Inwardly, she was fighting to control her breath. She’d always been ticklish, but Myron’s fingers were unbearable. What magic was this? Seeing her expression, the Slitherer grinned cruelly. “You’re currently strapped into one of my creations,” he said. “The Extractor draws your magical energies out of you, preventing you from using your Crests. The process has fascinating side effects.” For emphasis, he let his fingers dance across Lysithea’s sole, and a giggle slipped out between her lips despite her best efforts. “Increased physical sensitivity. Quite potent, I’m told.” “Do… your… w-worst, you s-slime…” “I intend to.” Myron drew a small wire from the top of the stocks, looping it around Lysithea’s big toe, then moved to her other foot and did the same. Her big toes were left tied back tightly against the wood, limiting her range of motion. “To be honest, princess, I’m glad that you wish to resist. After seeing how vulnerable a woman with one Crest becomes, I’ve been hoping to experiment on someone with two.” “O-73! B-13!” More people were groaning now, as the first Orgasm Denial ball was played. These clever little chastity belts had some system, but Maeve had no idea what it was. And she wasn’t about to find out at this rate. When was it finally going to be her turn to - “N-43!” “Ouch!” Maeve yelped as the mesh around her breasts pulled back, letting them spill out as a pair of small lily-shaped weights spun themselves into being. The weight pulled down on her breasts, swinging back and forth as they tugged on her small, pink nubs. “Wow!” “Mm-hm,” Tracy agreed with a wince. Maeve glanced over, and saw that he’d just suffered the same fate. “Well, we’re in this together,” she said with a laugh. Truthfully, the clamps weren’t nearly as bad as some of the things she’d tried out in the past few months. But it had been a surprise. Olive took a moment to look over her present. Rhonda had obviously taken her time setting Shannon up. Her arms had been pulled behind her back and twisted up into the reverse prayer position that Olive loved and so few of their captives could pull off for more than a few seconds. The position pulled her shoulders back and left her sizeable breasts jutting out, and Rhonda had added red ribbons around the base of each breast, tied up into a bow across the singer’s collarbone to make the effect even more pronounced. She’d even pierced Shannon’s nipples, fitting her with silver rings that connected to two small black weights that dangled down painfully from her tormented tits. Olive recognized those, too - each one had a small battery inside, and could deliver a small but painful electric shock through the chain connecting them to their victim’s breasts. On her lower body, Shannon wasn’t much more clothed. She was wearing sheer black stockings along with metal ultra-high heels that left her tottering for balance on the absolute tips of her toes. And, of course, there was the one-bar prison. It was a classic. A metal bar with a long, spiked rubber dildo on the end, adjusted so that it was filling Shannon’s pussy and forcing her to stand as still as possible; even moving an inch or two in those heels would put more pressure on her body. There was no way for her to pull herself off her imprisonment, and plenty of ways for the Panther to use it to make her suffer. The pole was already slick with Shannon’s juices; Rhonda had been careful to get her properly warmed up before sliding it in, and the occasional muffled moan and squirm indicated that she was trying to resist the sensation of it inside her.
November 14, 2025 at 9:16 PM
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It's *like* a drawing. Whitney is about to get in way over her head...
Whitney leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. The blonde teacher didn’t hear the door to the teachers’ lounge open behind her, or the soft padding of feet. Her eyes shot open as a gloved hand pressed over her mouth and a nail scratched sharply against the back of her neck. “Mm!” Whitney’s muffled squeal dissolved into a groan as the drug the Panther had poked her with took effect. Her limbs went numb, and she sagged sideways in her chair. “So glad we could meet like this,” the Panther cooed as she lowered Whitney to the floor. The catsuited woman reached down, the claw on her glove tearing lightly through Whitney’s white shirt. A blush spread across Whitney’s furious features as her perky breasts spilled out, her attempt at a yell reduced to a pathetic whimper. “I heard you’ve got a real stick up your ass, and it gave me some ideas for a fun weekend!” Whitney’s eyes were wide as the Panther casually rolled her onto her stomach, her breasts rubbing against the carpet. The kidnapper quickly pulled her arms and legs back, using black rope that matched her jacket and pants to briskly and effectively hogtie her. She pulled Whitney’s pants down just far enough to reveal her black silk panties, then snipped those off as well. “We’re going to need you to be a bit quieter when the paralytic wears off,” the Panther explained, stuffing the panties into Whitney’s mouth. The blonde made another sad whimper as the Panther pulled out a roll of duct tape, quickly forcing her mouth closed and taping it tight. She was careful to leave Whitney’s long hair free of tape. “Now,” the Panther said, looking over her prey, “you have a choice. I can set you up on a desk, so that your students can come in tomorrow and see you all trussed up and moaning… or you can come back with me, have a truly miserable weekend, and no one ever hears about it. Your choice!” She sat back, waiting for the drugs to wear off, and grinned. She already knew what Whitney would choose…
November 14, 2025 at 12:48 AM
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Well, gotta get in on that! I've got actual adventurers but they're already in a party, so I'm going to pitch a scout: Vivian, who's so skilled that she tied *herself* up like this!
Vivian O'Malley frogtied in a cardboard box. She has curly blonde hair, blue eyes, and a button nose her body is wrapped in red ribbons, and there's a big red ballgag in her mouth. She is clearly very happy to be here. Art by humite-ube
November 11, 2025 at 4:58 PM
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Art Train ~ 🚃

Share 4 artworks & tag 4 people 🎨

This may be cheating but I'm sharing four commissions that I truly love and tagging the artists that drew them for me. ;)

@pixeljail.com
@pyperhaylie.bsky.social
@beatorichie.bsky.social
@lexhanley.bsky.social
A woman is sitting in the middle of a pile of trash, eyes red from crying and mascara stained her face. She's naked except for a tattered top hat, and there's discarded food and cigarettes and condoms around her. A sign in front of her says "FREE". Art by Pixeljail ( https://bsky.app/profile/pixeljail.com ) A tall woman with wavy black hair, wearing a white crop top and short shorts; her hands are in her pockets as she smiles at the camera. She's wearing heels, and about to take a step forward. Drawn by Cereza ( @beatorichie.bsky.social ) A chibi picture of Camila, her arms tied over her head. She's wearing a blue blazer and miniskirt and a purple top showing off her cleavage, and she's screaming with unhappy laghter. The background behind her say the words "HA HA" surrounding her as she is tickled just off-panel. Artwork by Pyper Haylie ( https://bsky.app/profile/pyperhaylie.bsky.social ) Two women next to each other. On the left is Raisa, a tall, muscular orc wearing a black jacket and bustier, grey leather pants, and solid boots, and wielding and axe and buckler. She has a black sidehawk and is looking off into the distance. Next to her is Raisa, a short, curvy woman with brown skin and curly brown hair. She's wearing a colorful tunic and and a beautiful patterned skirt, she has two knives and a sword, and she is currently gazing lovingly at Raisa. Artwork by Lex Hanley (https://bsky.app/profile/lexhanley.bsky.social)
November 4, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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#Kinktober Day 16 sort of comes with a picture! The Captain's Pet is being disciplined for cumming without permission, which is the perfect time for this wonderful piece I commissioned from F0xyartist of her trying her best not to give in. Story at the link!

www.deviantart.com/spinnerofsha...
A muscular brown-haired woman kneeling on a sybian on the bridge of a sci-fi starship, wearing only high heels, a short black skirt, a collar that's leashed to the captain's chair, and the Authority insignia dangling from one breast. Artwork by F0xyartist ( https://www.deviantart.com/f0xyartist )
October 16, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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Oh hey, I was planning to enter and then I did not! I'm going to toss a particular damsel into the ring, in both model and chibi form. This is Camila. She is very ticklish. She gets tickled a lot, in increasingly awful ways!
A chibi picture of Camila, her arms tied over her head. She's wearing a blue blazer and miniskirt and a purple top showing off her cleavage, and she's screaming with unhappy laghter. The background behind her say the words "HA HA" surrounding her as she is tickled just off-panel. Artwork by Pyper Haylie ( https://bsky.app/profile/pyperhaylie.bsky.social ) Camila as a HeroForge model
October 12, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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Post something random or have an awful October
A man standing in a foggy field. Text in the center reads "Keep Panicking"
September 30, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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A lot of my #fetishwriting commissions are going to be too spicy for Bluesky soon, too! Like this one I'm quite proud of, commissioned by FakeRaccoon: a two vs two challenge that takes a decidedly less-than-consensual turn when the winners have their way...

www.deviantart.com/spinnerofsha...
“What’s wrong with my shirt?” Rose snapped. “Nothing, barbie. Hope your tits don’t flop out.” Evie lunged forward, and Rose stepped to the side, grabbing her wrists with one arm as she leaned forwards. “Oh, you want to talk tits? Yours are already standing at attention!” She leaned in with her free hand as Evie struggled, grabbing one of her nipples through her shirt and twisting. “Guess you wanted to show them off!” Evie squealed, swatting vainly at Rose. She’d hoped her rival hadn’t noticed that. “Hey! Rules!” “Not punching,” Amber called back, sounding bored. A few feet away, Stacy and Billie were head to head, fingers tangling as they pitted their strength against each other. “Not bad, cheerleader,” Billie admitted, a bead of sweat on her dark brow as her muscles tensed. “You sure you’re in the right sorority?” “I wouldn’t be caught dead with a bunch of fakes like you,” Stacy shot back. “I mean, you could look nice with the right makeup, but you can’t tell crimson from aubergine.” She leaned in, locking eyes with Billie. “You’ve got pretty eyes, though. Bet they’ll look good begging me for mercy.”
September 24, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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Here's some fictional #bondage that Bluesky doesn't want you to see: the immortal Witch Carena at the mercy of the people she had tormented, as drawn by F0Xyartist and written by me. One of my first stories, and a great commission of it!

Free to read at subscribestar.adult/posts/1848815
A woman is on her knees in a stone dungeon. Her arms are pulled out to her sides, chained by silver manacles; similar bands cross her neck and waist. Her red dress has been torn down to reveal her breasts, and she is wearing a large ring gag; her black hair cascades to the floor. Her eyes are wide and surprised. Art by F0xyartist (https://www.deviantart.com/f0xyartist) “It wasn’t easy to contain you,” the Templar continued, looking down at her with a sneer. In another light, he might have been handsome; wavy blonde hair, grey eyes that looked down on her with hate, a phenomenal chin. Right now, she was just trying to decide whether it would be more amusing to turn him into a statue or a slime. “We spent years studying you witches, learning all of your secrets, but you were a particularly tough nut to crack. Immortal, of course; if you’re killed, you simply leap into another person, consume their soul, and reshape their body to match yours. You absorb magic from entropy; even the slightest movements charges you, and we haven’t seen what your limits are. But in the end, you were merely another witch.” He brushed a hand lightly across her shoulder. “It begins with touch,” he said, reaching down to cup her breast. Carena glowered at him, but inwardly she was laughing. If he thought that assault could contain her, he was about to learn a very permanent lesson. She would be free in hours, rather than days. As his hands gently caressed her nipples, Caren felt magic flow through her. The feeling was pleasant, a steady, tingling need. “Touch is power,” the Templar said, “and power flows both ways.” He let go of her breasts, but the feeling remained; an ache, a constant need burning just below the surface. Then, with a sudden vicious motion, he slapped the Witch across the face. Carena’s vision rocked to the side, until her head was stopped by her collar and jerked back, but there was no pain, not even any sensation of motion, just the continuing thrum of arousal. For the first time, she felt a flicker of fear. Why would the Templars remove her ability to feel pain?
September 22, 2025 at 2:00 PM
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Exciting! Crossing my fingers for you to reach 2K, and I'll do my part by tagging in @ferg-count.bsky.social and @koboldwithaquill.bsky.social.

And for my entry: here's Kitty, as drawn by @beatorichie.bsky.social. It would be neat to see her enjoying some light bondage in your style, she loves it.
A tall woman with wavy black hair, wearing a white crop top and short shorts; her hands are in her pockets as she smiles at the camera. She's wearing heels, and about to take a step forward.
September 21, 2025 at 5:43 PM
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Thanks, Dirk! It's been a hell of a week.

I'm Spinner of Shadow, and I write kinky stories for fun and profit! Some of them are sweet, some are grim, all are sexy. Right now, I'm running a Kinktober YCH - pick a prompt, set a scenario, and get a discounted story from me on that October day.
September 20, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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This week's dark and kinky tale takes us into fanfiction, to the world of Persona 5X! Bartender Yumi Shiina's life is about to take a turn for the worse as her mind, body, and desires are stolen away from her, condemning her to... Horny Jail!

Read it free at subscribestar.adult/posts/2079672
She could feel her cheeks heating up as she coquettishly bobbed up and down, topping up each glass and giving the men a clear view at her cleavage. She wanted to pull the bottle out, apologize profusely, and retreat to the back, but she could see them looking at her, see Ryu’s hungry eyes flash with a hint of gold. It sent another wave of desire rippling through her. She pulled the champagne bottle out of her cleavage, keeping the motions smooth, but that only made things worse. As it pulled out, it caught another button on her shirt and one on the vest, and both of them popped off and flew into the air. Yumi’s hand shot out despite herself, snatching the buttons out of the air and leaving the impression that the routine had been deliberate... but now her cleavage was on full display, both breasts on the verge of popping out of her increasingly disarrayed uniform. She wanted to scream and cover herself. She couldn’t. She just couldn’t admit this wasn’t part of the show. “Thank you for your patience,” she purred instead, pulling out a set of cherries and dropping them lightly into the drinks. She picked up one of the stems, idly twisting it in her fingers, and popped it into her mouth. A twist of the tongue, a moment of focus, and she pulled out a knotted stem and placed it on the table. “Drink up, boys.”
September 20, 2025 at 12:25 AM
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Heya Silkman! The night is late, so the campfire light draws me over!

I'm Spinner of Shadow, and I'm a fetish writer that tells both friendly and dark kinky tales for my readers. When I have the cash, I commission scenes from those stories from talented artists like these! (credits in alt text)
A woman is sitting in the middle of a pile of trash, eyes red from crying and mascara stained her face. She's naked except for a tattered top hat, and there's discarded food and cigarettes and condoms around her. A sign in front of her says "FREE". Art by Pixeljail ( https://bsky.app/profile/pixeljail.com ) A woman is on her knees in a stone dungeon. Her arms are pulled out to her sides, chained by silver manacles; similar bands cross her neck and waist. Her red dress has been torn down to reveal her breasts, and she is wearing a large ring gag; her black hair cascades to the floor. Her eyes are wide and surprised. Art by F0xyartist (https://www.deviantart.com/f0xyartist) A chibi picture of Camila, her arms tied over her head. She's wearing a blue blazer and miniskirt and a purple top showing off her cleavage, and she's screaming with unhappy laghter. The background behind her say the words "HA HA" surrounding her as she is tickled just off-panel. Artwork by Pyper Haylie ( https://bsky.app/profile/pyperhaylie.bsky.social )
September 15, 2025 at 3:11 AM
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Seven prompts down, twenty-four to go! Still two weeks to get in on my Kinktober #YCH writing before days start vanishing for good, and while some great prompts have already been bought, there are plenty more to go!

Send me a message here on Bluesky or at my DeviantArt page to check in!
Kinktober YCH Days Remaining: Day 1 - Angel/Devil Day 2 - Body Control/Trance Day 4 - Unlucky/Spreader Day 5 - Pin-up/Pinned Day 6 - Locked/Nightmare Day 7 - Tickle/Kidnap Day 8 - Mimic/Imposter Day 9 - Desperate/Public Day 10 - Muzzle/Chains Day 11 - Cute/Cruel Day 12 - Cage/Cold Day 13 - Relief/Self Bondage Day 14 - Snoop/Betrayal Day 16 - Discipline/Posture Day 17 - Wedgie/Spank Day 18 - Tiny/Huge Day 19 - Fear/Silent Day 21 - Jail/Warden Day 23 - Puppet/Contortion Day 24 - Straitjacket/Armbinder Day 25 - Disguise/Escape Day 26 - Dream/Latex Day 27 - Sink/Seal Day 29 - Ghost/Forgotten Day 30 - Comfort/Soothe $40 USD - A story that includes my characters $45 USD - A story about your characters or fanfic
September 14, 2025 at 4:40 PM
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This week's light and #kinky #writing tale brings us back to the shifting power dynamics of Switching Places, with "Flip the Script"! Kitty is back in domme mode, but this time, the challenge is for the sub to lead the domme. How will she do?

Find out free at: subscribestar.adult/posts/2049466
Patty took a step back, following Kitty into the booth. “Well, mistress,” she said defiantly, spinning and putting her hands on her hips. “I bet you’d like me to strip for you, huh?” As she spoke, she puffed up her chest; it made her look angry, but it also let her breasts push against her one-piece swimsuit, and Kitty caught the very slight sashay of her hips as she spoke. Patty was on the slender side, especially compared to some of the more absurdly-endowed members of the cast, but she knew how to flaunt it. Oh, smart. Kitty felt her nervousness fade as she forced herself into domme mode. Daring the dom was a classic brat move, and one that worked perfectly here. She crossed her arms, leaning against the door as she regarded Patty coolly. “Yes,” she said. “Do that for me, little girl.”
September 13, 2025 at 3:43 PM
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Happy #ShamelessSunday, Alex, and lovely to meet you! I'm SpinnerOfShadow, and I write a mix of light and dark kinky stories, some of which I get commissions for other artists to draw. And as it happens, I'm doing a discount Kinktober prompt YCH this year!

www.deviantart.com/spinnerofsha...
September 7, 2025 at 11:37 PM
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Hey, friends! Looking for a discounted #kinky writing commission? Want to take part in #Kinktober community as a supporter? Well, I'm trying a little something new!

You can check out the full details at www.deviantart.com/spinnerofsha...

Don't have DA access? Feel free to shoot me a message here.
TITLE: Spinner of Shadow's Kinktober YCH [picture: Cheerful little fire spirit sitting on a campfire casting a big, scary shadow, drawn by Lex Hanley] Pick a Kinktober prompt! Choose the characters who will be taking part! $40 USD - A Story that includes one of my characters $45 USD - A Story all about your characters Receive a story of 1,500 to 2,000 words on the appropriate day!
September 5, 2025 at 1:55 PM
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We're wrapping up August with a little dark #fetish birthday present for the Panther! The devilish duo has kidnapped a local singer they love the work of, and they've got her singing a different tune under their cruel care.

Read it for free at subscribestar.adult/posts/2033481
Olive took a moment to look over her present. Rhonda had obviously taken her time setting Shannon up. Her arms had been pulled behind her back and twisted up into the reverse prayer position that Olive loved and so few of their captives could pull off for more than a few seconds. The position pulled her shoulders back and left her sizeable breasts jutting out, and Rhonda had added red ribbons around the base of each breast, tied up into a bow across the singer’s collarbone to make the effect even more pronounced. She’d even pierced Shannon’s nipples, fitting her with silver rings that connected to two small black weights that dangled down painfully from her tormented tits. Olive recognized those, too - each one had a small battery inside, and could deliver a small but painful electric shock through the chain connecting them to their victim’s breasts. On her lower body, Shannon wasn’t much more clothed. She was wearing sheer black stockings along with metal ultra-high heels that left her tottering for balance on the absolute tips of her toes. And, of course, there was the one-bar prison. It was a classic. A metal bar with a long, spiked rubber dildo on the end, adjusted so that it was filling Shannon’s pussy and forcing her to stand as still as possible; even moving an inch or two in those heels would put more pressure on her body. There was no way for her to pull herself off her imprisonment, and plenty of ways for the Panther to use it to make her suffer. The pole was already slick with Shannon’s juices; Rhonda had been careful to get her properly warmed up before sliding it in, and the occasional muffled moan and squirm indicated that she was trying to resist the sensation of it inside her.
August 30, 2025 at 3:57 PM
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What a great theme for a gloomy morning. :)

Here's one of my first OCs, Carena, who I commissioned a picture of from F0xyartist. She's an immortal witch who got herself into a mess of trouble...
A woman is on her knees in a stone dungeon. Her arms are pulled out to her sides, chained by silver manacles; similar bands cross her neck and waist. Her red dress has been torn down to reveal her breasts, and she is wearing a large ring gag; her black hair cascades to the floor. Her eyes are wide and surprised. Art by F0xyartist (https://www.deviantart.com/f0xyartist)
August 26, 2025 at 1:32 PM
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One last commissioned piece for my birthday month! Readers will probably know that tickling is one of my top fetishes, and one OC I discovered I loved to put in ticklish torments was poor Camila Ramirez.

@pyperhaylie.bsky.social drew this wonderful chibi of Camila getting tickled! Isn't she cute?
A chibi picture of Camila, her arms tied over her head. She's wearing a blue blazer and miniskirt and a purple top showing off her cleavage, and she's screaming with unhappy laghter. The background behind her say the words "HA HA" surrounding her as she is tickled just off-panel. Artwork by Pyper Haylie ( https://bsky.app/profile/pyperhaylie.bsky.social )
August 23, 2025 at 4:49 PM
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This week's light #fetish tale takes us back to the Gilded Lily, where our old friend Maeve has come back for another crack at the world's greatest sci-fi bondage resort and casino. This time, though, she's up for a game of... bondage bingo!

Read for free at: subscribestar.adult/posts/2025401
“O-73! B-13!” More people were groaning now, as the first Orgasm Denial ball was played. These clever little chastity belts had some system, but Maeve had no idea what it was. And she wasn’t about to find out at this rate. When was it finally going to be her turn to - “N-43!” “Ouch!” Maeve yelped as the mesh around her breasts pulled back, letting them spill out as a pair of small lily-shaped weights spun themselves into being. The weight pulled down on her breasts, swinging back and forth as they tugged on her small, pink nubs. “Wow!” “Mm-hm,” Tracy agreed with a wince. Maeve glanced over, and saw that he’d just suffered the same fate. “Well, we’re in this together,” she said with a laugh. Truthfully, the clamps weren’t nearly as bad as some of the things she’d tried out in the past few months. But it had been a surprise.
August 23, 2025 at 12:03 AM
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Happy slightly belated birthday, Silkman! Always good to see a fellow August bdayer.

I'm SpinnerOfShadow, and I write (and occasionally commission art for) kinky stories ranging from fluffy to super-dark. Folks can find three free tales a month over at subscribestar.adult/spinnerofsha....
A woman is sitting in the middle of a pile of trash, eyes red from crying and mascara stained her face. She's naked except for a tattered top hat, and there's discarded food and cigarettes and condoms around her. A sign in front of her says "FREE". Art by Pixeljail ( https://bsky.app/profile/pixeljail.com ) Two women next to each other. On the left is Raisa, a tall, muscular orc wearing a black jacket and bustier, grey leather pants, and solid boots, and wielding and axe and buckler. She has a black sidehawk and is looking off into the distance. Next to her is Raisa, a short, curvy woman with brown skin and curly brown hair. She's wearing a colorful tunic and and a beautiful patterned skirt, she has two knives and a sword, and she is currently gazing lovingly at Raisa. Artwork by Lex Hanley (https://bsky.app/profile/lexhanley.bsky.social) “Oww! What - who are you? What do you want?” Denise whimpered as Charlie forced her down to her knees, eyes wide with fright. “Well, that’s the thing. We’re just a couple of professionals,” John said evenly, stepping up to look down at her. He tapped the wand against Denise’s nose, and she yelped as another shock ran through her body. “Suzanne Declan hired us.” Denise’s blood ran cold. Suzanne was Sean’s wife. She couldn’t know. “I…” “Don’t bother. We have footage. We have records of all your little flings.” Charlie whispered the words in Denise’s ear like a lover. “And this isn’t the first time that Mrs. Declan has hired us to deal with a pesky problem.” “Deal with…” Denise began to breathe more heavily. “Please… please don’t kill me.” “Relax, we’re not going to kill you.” Charlie laughed, twisting Denise’s arms tighter behind her back. “We’re just going to give you a little reminder of what happens to trashy girls like you. It’s the Declan special. She’s mean that way.” “I can handle a little pain,” Kharzel said. She reached their room and ducked through the door, setting Raisa down on the bed and kneeling in front of her. “You want me to untie those?” “Oh, most definitely,” Raisa purred. “And I think you deserve a reward for saving this helpless damsel.” As Kharzel set to work on the knots, she leaned forward, kissing her on the forehead. “What do you want as your reward?” “I want nothing. A word of praise from my queen is worth all the treasures of Sefati,” Kharzel said, blushing fiercely as the words came out. She didn’t quite look up, finishing the unknotting and letting her hand rest on Raisa’s calf. “Ohh, the knight and the queen, is it?” Raisa said. “Well, you asked,” Kharzel mumbled without looking up. Raisa reached down, letting a single finger rest under Kharzel’s chin. She lifted her hand gently, and Kharzel’s face came up with it, her expression a mixture of embarrassment and desire. “Of course, my faithful knight,” Raisa murmured gently. Kharzel had a bad habit of letting her define their play, and her instincts tended towards the mischievous. It wasn’t that Kharzel didn’t enjoy being teased, but Raisa really did need to let her set the scene more often. She deserved it. “You have served me well, and you deserve your reward. Come, disrobe and let me admire you.” Without breaking eye contact, Kharzel reached back to slide her jacket off her shoulders. As it fell to the floor, revealing her rippling muscles, she reached down to unbuckle her belt. “Like this, my queen?”
August 19, 2025 at 2:04 PM
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Thanks Dirk! I'm Spinner of Shadow, and I write both pleasant and horrific kinky fiction in a variety of fun settings! I post three free stories and one subscriber-only story each month, such as this one about a superheroine trying out bondage.

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As Malone rounded the doorframe, they could see why Shim was nervous. For a start, she was still mostly in her Shimmerstar costume. The blue jumpsuit hugged her curves, with the silver lines under her breasts and on her belt shining in the light of the bedroom. The only pieces not on her were her boots, sitting in the corner, and her mask, which was on the bed, with a handful of toys. Some of them were ones Malone was familiar with using with their friend - vibrators and a dildo that the two had experimented with in the past. The rest were new - not to Malone, who was very familiar with ropes, ball gags and even the black flogger sitting next to the mask, but to the situation. And Shimmerstar was standing in the middle of the room, with a mess of half-tied ropes on her and a handcuff dangling from one wrist, looking embarrassed, nervous, and excited all at the same time. “Hi,” she said awkwardly. Malone cocked an eyebrow. “I thought you weren’t into this stuff,” they said. “I thought so too,” Maya agreed. “But I had this… encounter?” Shimmerstar with her breasts and legs bound, holding out a handcuffed hand and smiling. There are various sex toys on the bed behind her. Illustrated by Volkite-Serpenta.
August 15, 2025 at 11:44 PM