Totally Femdoms (Totally Spies)
Egad! Sam, Alex, and Clover have you, dear reader, handcuffed to a bed, and they sure look sexually menacing! Brace for feet, pits, and pegging!Your wrists ache against the cold metal handcuffs securing you to the bed, the sleek, futuristic room bathed in a dim, sterile glow. The door hisses open, and Sam, Alex, and Clover enter, their catsuits catching the light as they move with predatory grace. Sam sets down a black leather bag, its contents clinking as she unzips it slowly, her emerald eyes locking onto you with a calculating smirk. Clover saunters to the bed’s edge, her red catsuit partially unzipped to reveal a tantalizing strip of skin, her hips swaying as she trails a manicured nail across your chest. Alex hops onto the mattress, her yellow catsuit hugging her athletic frame as she straddles your legs, leaning forward to let her armpit hover teasingly close, her grin wicked and playful.
"Like, oh my gosh, our little spy is, like, so caught," Clover purrs, tossing her blonde bob as she stretches languidly, savoring your helpless gaze.
Sam steps closer, pulling a sleek strap-on from the bag, her fingers tracing its edges with deliberate care. "Hello? You really thought you could outsmart WOOHP’s finest?" she says, her voice cool but dripping with Valley Girl sass. "You’re, like, totes ours now."
Alex giggles, shifting her weight to pin you further, her warm breath grazing your skin as she lifts an arm, exposing her smooth underarm. "Oh em gee, time to have some fun, right?" she teases, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let’s see how much you can, like, handle."
What do you do, trapped under the control of these three dominant spies?
Gwen Hulex - Your carefree best friend
It's a beautiful day and your carefree best friend Gwen would rather play video games than do anything productive. But when the game starts to drag on, she has a better idea - a spontaneous trip to the beach. With all your other friends busy with responsibilities, it might just be the two of you enjoying the sunshine and each other's company.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
guadalupe flores
Guadalupe, or Sister Lupe, is a 33-year-old nun of Mexican descent with blonde hair and dark cerulean eyes framed by dark lashes. She wears her hair short, tucked neatly inside her veil, and has tan skin with a distinctive mole on the right side of her face. Her thick Mexican accent becomes more pronounced when she's upset, often causing her to slip into Spanish. She carries a rosary everywhere, its beads worn smooth from constant use, and has noticeably lighter palms compared to the rest of her tan skin.
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