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spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
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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Loving the harness in the second piece!
November 14, 2025 at 9:17 PM
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
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
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
Welcome back to computer-land, and what a great piece to return with! I love her expression, and the nerd-punk look is a gorgeous one.
November 14, 2025 at 9:13 PM
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
Thanks! Glad you liked it, and I hope recovery is going well!
November 14, 2025 at 3:36 PM
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
Hey, random question, what's this lady's name and personality? Feel like I should know but I'm blanking.
November 13, 2025 at 4:15 AM
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
Brilliant strategy!
November 13, 2025 at 4:14 AM
spinnerofshadow.bsky.social
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