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The deliberate blurring of the fact and draped arms take my eyes very quickly to what I try not to focus on first! We all secretly know...


This image takes me back to my early interest in bondage - back to the days when the girls were more of the "next door" variety and not...

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“Keep your hands where I can see them Miss Andersen. I can’t change what those men did to you, but what you’re doing is wrong!” Felicia barked her orders with all the force she could muster, but her senses were signaling extreme danger.

Black Mass smiled, but it was the smile of a predator eyeing a meal. “Turn around and leave Officer Yu. This doesn't concern you. Otherwise may God have mercy on your soul, because I will NOT!”

Felicia flicked the charge button on her baton and upholstered her gun. All her training told her to do her duty, but flight seemed a better option than fight. “I can help. Don’t let yourself be ruled by evil!” Little did Felicia know how true her words were.

Out of the corner of her eye she detected a movement. “Did that pool of oil just appear?” she thought as she kept her gun aimed at Black Mass, whose smile got wider. Suddenly the pool snaked out and grabbed her ankle. As she struggled to remain upright and in control Black Mass moved with startling speed. Even as Felicia reacted to this threat, Black Mass simply touched her weapons. Felicia screamed in pain as the immense weight of them nearly snapped her wrists and she was forced to let them clatter to the pavement. Then the world went black.

Pain and music trickled into Felicia’s brain as slowly she regained her senses. Her arms ached terribly and she began to shiver from the cold. And what the hell was that organ music? As she struggled to surface from the nightmare she seemed to lurch and Felicia snapped open her eyes and then groaned in despair.

She was suspended above the altar of the old church, arms spread wide and bound to the large cross. Her armour was gone as were her undergarments.  In their place thick straps binding to the wooden cross were her only coverings - and they covered little. The church was dark, save for two large pavement candles that had been placed on the altar below her.

She groaned again and tested her bonds. Nothing - but the cross shifted alarmingly from her exertions and suddenly the weird organ music ceased. Footsteps echoed in the empty chancel and then Black Mass stepped out of the shadows.

“Has my little slut woken up ready to repent?” she sneered. Felicia could only moan, her mouth dry. Black Mass laughed. “The fires of hell are hot, but my path of righteousness will sear your soul. With that she signaled into the shadows and suddenly the cross tipped forward.

Felicia screamed in fear for the first time in almost 20 years as she fell towards the altar, only to stop with a hard jerk that snapped her head back into the wooden cross. Shaking her head to clear the stars, she found herself hanging only a few feet above the altar. More alarming was the fact her breasts hung down towards the large candles.

Black Mass moved to the altar and with actions that were a crude parody of religion she moved the candles into direct alignment with Felicia’s breasts. Another signal and the cross tipped down more, plunging Felicia’s nipples into the hot flames.

Her screams echoed down the empty aisles and reverberated off the walls. Felicia had experienced and held back pain many times in her career, but she was exhausted and her will to resist was flowing away fast. A sudden jerk and she felt coolness envelop her toasted breasts.  Once more she found herself hanging just out of harms way.

“Why Sister why?” she croaked with parched lips. “I found the men and they will see justice. Why turn to evil?” Felicia received no answer, only more pain as her breasts were plunged more deeply into the flame, which seemed to grow as she screamed.

Felicia lost track of how many times she was dropped into hell only to taste brief mercies. It was during one of these moments of relief that she thought she heard faint moaning and swore the dark walls of the church moved. But before she could process this thought she was once again dropped into the flames.

Finally she was hoisted back up high above the altar and Black Mass mounted the pulpit. “You see Officer - the only law is the law of repentance. None can escape it and all are guilty in his eye. I am not sure you are even worthy of repentance, but you are worthy to serve as an example of a system that protects the guilty and fails the innocent. Because of your failure, the innocent shall suffer - as shall you!”

"No Sister...." Felicia began to protest, but then Black Mass lifted her arms and the cross began to swing, plunging toward the altar. She realized this time it was not going to stop, but at the last second the chain at the base of the cross went taut and Felicia was swung like a pendulum over the altar, scattering the candles. As she continued to swing the moans and cries in the church seemed to grow louder.  Exhausted by her ordeal, Felicia allowed the darkness to close in and she passed out.
Offier Yu is taken to Church
This is the next installment of the story inspired by renderpretender.deviantart.com…  

Felicia Yu is my OC, designed for me by the very talented :iconstvkar: and was based on his  space-girl-writer.deviantart.c…

I strongly recommend you check out his work - different styles and themes than our good friend :iconrenderpretender: but I am sure it will be of interest to many.

This version of Felicia is tweaked from the original space girl concept space-girl-writer.deviantart.c… to fit into the world of :iconrenderpretender: Season 8.  And a wonderful and sexy tweak she is - thank you!!!!

I would appreciate any feedback or thoughts on where this story should go.
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“Officer F Yu....calling F Yu.”  The petite girl listening to the call gave a snort of annoyance. As a reflex action, adopted long ago when her six older brothers teased her, she brushed an imaginary stray hair from her forehead.

“Officer Yu responding control.” she said icily. 'Shit’ she thought, ‘this guy on control was old enough to be my father...and looks older than my father. Yet he acts like a high school boy the way he treated me.’ She could imagine the guys in control exchanging high fives at his teasing jab.

“Officer Yu responding. Do you need help changing your diaper or do you have a reason for calling?”  Sarcasm dripped in her tone and control knew they had pissed her off.

"Ahhh, yes, Yu...we have got more reports of heroines dropping out of site.  Normally we would not be concerned, as we know they like to 'enjoy' each other’s company or get mixed up with a villainess they can't handle.  However, given the number that are dropping out of site, especially in your...."

"Yes control, I am well aware of the troubles in my zone. If you had bothered to read my daily summaries you would have known I had been following up on this for the past week and have some leads.  F YU over control" She killed the connection and smiled evilly at the turn of the tables, imagining how her controller was being jibbed for letting her get the better of him.

She sighed and swept that non-existent hair again.

At 26, Felicia Yu was one of the youngest marshals in the Space Rangers. Like four generations of her family before her, she was in law enforcement.  Unlike four generations before her she was the first female in the family in law enforcement.

And she was as good at her job as her brothers before her, as well as those she had competed against at the Academy.

Problem was that her culture could not accept easily a female in a “man’s” role.  It did not help that she was the only girl in her family.  Despite her father's disapproving glare, her mother's cries and her brother's active discouragement, she cut her long black hair short, streaked it purple and began to workout like a fiend with her grandfather.

He was the only one who supported her-teaching her all of his 55 years of law enforcement experience, as well as helping to hone her body until she could beat the snot out of every cadet in her class. Not that it helped, for it seemed every conceivable obstacle was thrown in her way.  This did not stop her, just made her more determined to succeed.

But she tried too hard sometime, becoming the butt of jokes and the stuff of legend.  Like the time she was so determined to come first in the obstacle course that she lost every stitch of clothing except her bra.  ‘Ahhh, good times’ she thought sarcastically.

She had assumed that graduating top of her class would mean she would get a plum posting. But no, it was only due to her grandfather's influence that she got a patrol at all. And not a prized patrol at that. She suspected her father and brother's working behind the scenes to sabotage her career so that she would settle down and bring honour to the Yu family with a strategic message. When her eldest brother had broached that subject, he got only a black eye for his efforts.

So here she was, for her "protection" assigned to the Heroine Liaison Unit and provided with special exoskeleton armor uniform that provided for enhanced protection and gives her extra strength... to keep up with the heroines and help level the playing field with some lower tier villainesses.  I mean, who needs police when you have so many heroines around, right?  Stun batons added to her protection, as did her grandfather's vintage magnum.

Designed by a brilliant teen scientist who has trouble meeting girls, it is form fitting black armor with yellow trim.  Unfortunately for Felicia, the yellow trim tends to accentuate her breasts, thighs and butt.  “Yah, that brat scientist has issues!” she thought to herself for the millionth time.

She knew she was efficient and always got the job done. But she always seemed to manage to blow something up or lose part or all of her uniform at just the wrong time.  Her commander had said her motto was “shoot, shoot some more, shoot again and then see if anyone can answer questions”.  And he had not meant that in a good way!

Lean and athletic looking with a pretty face and green eyes, the boys (and some girls) thought Felicia was a well-proportioned package - but her intensity always scared them away.  Despite her good looks, Felicia had little luck with men, and was wondering if a female would be a better option.

That was the only reason she put up with her assignment - the heroines.  She was jealous of their abilities and good looks.  No amount of science could allow her to match their abilities, but the tech helped.  Not that she needed it much, as the heroines usually cleaned up the problems before the police arrived.  That was probably for the best, as some of the more major villainesses were very powerful and needed a few heroines working together to bring them down.

That was why she had not been too worried at first about some missing heroines  Usually they popped back up again after a few days, having escaped the clutches of evil and dispensed justice - even if it mean losing some clothing, saying thank you in a special way to their saviours and exacting revenge of a sexual nature.  Felicia sighed again and brushed away that invisible hair again as she parked her patrol vehicle.  Yes - she thought often of a few of the heroines naked.

But now it had been a few weeks and none of the missing heroines had reappeared - in fact more were disappearing.  And her investigation had led her to the local homeless shelter because it appeared to be a common thread in the disappearances.

She felt a shiver as she looked down the deserted streets. It was usually not this quiet, especially down by the shelter.  Seeing the shelter depressed her, as it reminded her about the brutal attack on the local nun that she was too late to prevent.  "There are always too many victims" she thought to herself.  Then she saw a dark figure exit the shelter and begin to move towards her.  Sensing danger, Felicia exited the vehicle and got ready for action.  But she hesitated when she saw who it was.

"Sister Andersen?" she called out.  But then she realized...too late... that something had changed.  Too late she started to put the pieces of her investigation together.  Much…too….late.....

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Through the kindness of :iconrenderpretender: one of my OCs, Felicia Yu, has been added to his wonderful gallery of heroines in peril. renderpretender.deviantart.com…

I wanted to provide a back story as this new version of Felicia is tweaked from the original space girl concept space-girl-writer.deviantart.c… to fit into the world of :iconrenderpretender: Season 8.  And a wonderful and sexy tweak she is - thank you!!!!

Felicia Yu was created at my request by the very talented :iconstvkar: and was based on his  space-girl-writer.deviantart.c…

I strongly recommend you check out his work - different styles and themes than our good friend :iconrenderpretender: but I am sure it will be of interest to many.
Comm I Am Your Mistress By Dido Antares-d93mczt
Here is a stunning new commission from :icondido-antares: show my lovely OC in a very controlling role.  A first commission for me from this artist - and I hope not the last.
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For those faithful few who keep me on their list to watch, my apologies.  Work and life takes me away too much - but it does not mean I have not been commissioning.  It just means I have not been properly acknowledging all the fine efforts.

While I will not ignore the past, I will aim for better in the future.  

Stay tuned for more posts in the coming weeks.

In the meantime happy almost two year's worth of holidays I missed.
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: The AC
  • Reading: My wife's mind poorly
  • Watching: My dA account
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Crisps
  • Drinking: Vodka and OJ

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For those faithful few who keep me on their list to watch, my apologies.  Work and life takes me away too much - but it does not mean I have not been commissioning.  It just means I have not been properly acknowledging all the fine efforts.

While I will not ignore the past, I will aim for better in the future.  

Stay tuned for more posts in the coming weeks.

In the meantime happy almost two year's worth of holidays I missed.
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: The AC
  • Reading: My wife's mind poorly
  • Watching: My dA account
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Crisps
  • Drinking: Vodka and OJ

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Thanks for the fave on: "Homicidal Jane"! fav.me/d6vmh22
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Thank you for your :+favlove:
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berseh Featured By Owner 5 days ago  New Deviant
Hey turtleluz, thank you for watching. does your wife watches what you watch?
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Thanks for the fav!
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etienneell Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2016  Professional General Artist
Thanks for adding chapter 3...you'll like the next part even more! :)
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Animation4 Thank you for faving
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Thank you for the fave and great gallery! Loving Luz!
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Thanks for adding chapter two, more to come in the next week or so! Happy Holidays!;)
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Thanks for the fav!
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Thanks for the fave and I just posted chapter two! ;)
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