Wednesday round up

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Hi Everyone

   It's been a silly few days so I am just gonna jump into this weeks rounds up.

First however a message to one of our new friends.

  Hello Sissy Alice

I hope you get this, your comments are not appearing on the blog, I think you need to check your settings somewhere.

 But Andy and Jane have both been in BDSM situations, though light ones, Jane even being turned into a Ponygirl in this 

http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2019/10/new-art-small-price-to-pay.html

XXX

 

I have never really been a fan of the whole Kardashian thing, but i must admit I did love this pic of Kim Kardashian on the Ellen show last week. She was wearing the Pamela Dress by Vex and she looked really pretty. Providing that was you did not see the boots she was wearing with it, Mid grey suede. Suede? with latex, shiny and dull? Nope I don't get that at all.

Now I have got that off my chest we can continue with another super story from our dear Skinnie S, based on the last Lady Jane Adventure.

Lady Jane and the Red Planet

Ep1 Body Double (with cliffhanger)

They saw the lights of the space jet emerge from the clouds and inky blackness before they heard it.  Andy was surprised how long his Aunt waited before turning on the lights.   Finally, as it neared the perimeter fence, she switched on the car headlights and the lamps that they’d stationed earlier along the sides of the runway blazed into life.  Andy shivered.   He wasn’t sure whether it was the cool wind that whipped across the abandoned airfield and seemed to go right through his latex business suit, or just nervous trepidation.

“Are you sure you’re going to be OK, honey,” asked Jane

“Yes, Auntie?”

“Are you sure you’re going to be able to take it.   It’s very important.  I’m told the Duke has some very particular preferences.”

“I’m sure, Auntie.   We’ve practised and trained for this.   You’ve prepared me well.  I’m not going to back down now.  After all, King and Country depends.”

“It’s not just King and Country, Andrew: all Earth depends.  Not long now.”  Even though the space jet had silencers, there was still a roar as it came down and its tyres squealed on the short landing strip.   Jane hoped it hadn’t woken the neighbouring villages.  The jet taxied to a halt near their car.  Jane extinguished the landing lights.  Only the moon and the car’s headlamps illuminated the scene.  She took off the gimp hood from her latex stealth catsuit and shouldered her sniper rifle just in case they had any unforeseen visitors.

  

There was a little blaze of light as the door on the jet lowered.   Andy stationed himself at the foot of the steps that unfolded from the door.   There was silence and then the first movement he noticed was a foot appear at the edge of the doorway.  A high heeled foot.   A high-heeled foot with wide, high gold ankle straps.  He didn't think he’d seen a more stylish ankle, not even on his Auntie.  Then he gasped.  He could see a trail of Larvalous slime running down her leg.   Then the Princess emerged and descended the steps.

“Welcome, your Royal Highness,” said Andy with a slight deferential bow as he’d been instructed.

The Princess held out her hand.  Andy didn’t know whether to kneel and kiss it, or shake it.  She merely touched the back of his hand and a globule of slime dribbled on to his fingers.

“Greetings earthlings,” replied the Princess with apparent disdain.  She might be beautiful, but Andy was starting to take a dislike to her: ‘Stuck up bitch’ were the words running through his head.  Not a hint of gratitude about being rescued.  Was all this going to be worth it for her?  Except it wasn’t just for her.  She turned to his Aunt, “Lady Fukkerton-Jones, I assume?” she said.

“It’s Fullerton-Jones actually,” said his Aunt, putting on her most cut-glass English accent.

“And is this your assistant?”   She peered at Andy.   “She’s not a bad likeness, though I say so myself.  Do you think your plan will work?”

“It’s not my plan, it’s my assistant’s.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Andy likes to go through the archives in the basement of Fullerton Hall.”

“What’s that got to do with it?” asked the Princess impatiently.

“He’d come across some items from the 20th century.   An audio recording about a ‘Student Prince’ that he found funny.”

“I’m a Princess not Prince,” she said haughtily, “and this isn’t funny. The sovereignty of my people is at stake.”

“No, your Royal Highness, not in the least.  And there’s the security threat to Earth too.  He also found an old moving picture called ‘The Photon Menace’ ….”

“It’s ‘The Phantom Menace’, Auntie,” interrupted Andy.

“Called ‘The Phantom Menace’ in which a Queen is impersonated by one of her handmaidens.”

“A Queen.   That’s more like it.”

“Though, I think Andy watched more for the handmaiden than the Queen.” 

“Hmmm,” sniffed the Princess.

“Anyway, he proposed the switch so that you could attend the United Galaxies Peace Conference and speak on behalf of Mars and our Solar System to stop the border threat imposed by the Larvalous and their allies.  We need to hurry so that your disappearance isn’t noticed by your guards.  You and Andy can swap clothes in the little shed by the runway.   I’ve arranged an emergency hairdresser and make-up artiste to make sure your appearances match perfectly.  There’s also a locksmith waiting to get you out of your cuffs and Slave collar.”

“Thank you.   But how will your assistant cope with the Larvalous?   As you see, ever since the Duke took me hostage, he keeps me coated in their slime so that I am in a near continuous state of helpless sexual arousal.”

“Don’t worry about Andy.   My nephew first encountered the Larvalous when he was a cadet in Star Fleet.   Somehow he managed to develop a curious set of antibodies.   It means that although he still responds to the stimuli, he maintains free will.   Our scientists remain baffled, but they’ve taken samples of his blood and hope to develop a vaccine that might save people on earth from being overwhelmed by base desires should the Larvalous choose to invade.  At the moment, it’s our only hope for resistance should they decide to spray the planet with their amorous excretions.”

“And the Duke.   How will he manage the Duke?”

“I’m sure he will cope.”

“But the Duke is not, how do you say, well endowed.   He prefers to use his hands.  Not just his hands, his fists.”

“Your Royal Highness, I’m sure Andy will be fine.  I trained him myself.”   There was a glint in Jane’s eye.   “We need to get you cleaned up and detoxed, but while you still have Larvalous slime on you, it would seem a shame to waste it.  Maybe it would be more sensible if you took your clothes off in the back of my limo.  The girls and extraction team can look after Andy while I show you how I’ve trained him and prepared him to meet the Duke.”

“Yes, Mistress,” said the Princess, suddenly lapsing back into her slime befuddled state.

“Take care, Andy,” said Jane.  “Go to the shed.  Remember your training.   See you in two weeks after the Conference.   Love you, honey.”

“Love you Auntie.”

Half an hour later, the space jet took off with a slightly flustered Andy in a tight bustier corset, latex gloves, panties and stockings, ankle strap high heels, gold cuffs, Slave collar and a purple cape of the Mars Imperium.   To complete the effect, he’d been sprayed with sticky lime jelly.  Meanwhile the Princess reclined on the back seat of the limousine.  There was still time before she needed to shower, have her hair put up into a bob, and adopt the austere business suit of a PA.   She liked Lady Jane’s soft, delicate hands.  So much nicer than the Duke’s.   “Again, again,” she screeched, “please Lady Fukkerton!  Again!  Make it four!  Please make it four!”    Jane balled her fist for a fourth time.   Maybe now was the time to try the Princess with two.   ‘Lady Fukkerton!’   She’d show this stuck-up Princess who was Lady Fukkerton.

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Finally, after she’d screamed with pleasure for the twelfth time, the Princess began to tire. Jane looked down at a vision of ecstatic prettiness - so like her dear nephew on a Sunday morning.  After a few moments respite from the frenzied attentions she’d administered to the Princess, she found the Larvalous intoxication she’d experienced from handling the slimy member of Martian royalty beginning to wear off.    She looked again.   As her faculties returned, her heart leapt into her mouth and panic filled her.  Jane cursed that she’d not noticed sooner, realising that her own susceptibility to Larvalous poison had made her fallible: the slime had done its fiendish worst.  

Her protracted, lascivious indulgence of the Princess meant it was far too late to warn Andy and abort the mission. The space jet would already have warped and radio silence in Martian airspace would be a necessity for the covert return of ‘the Princess’ to her cell.   Andy was going to be discovered unless he kept his panties on during his captivity and encounters with the Duke, which was likely to be an impossibility.  The Princess had said the Duke wasn’t well endowed, but she hadn’t mentioned that the same applied to her.  Andy’s equipment might be modest, but it was huge in comparison to this Martian hussy.  The Duke would notice immediately.   She had to get a message to Andy not to take his panties off, and just slide the rear to one side.   Surely, he could do that?  He sometimes did with her to stop any annoying flapping.   Otherwise, both his modest endowment and his identity would be uncovered.    She had to get that message to him, but how?  The whole mission depended on it.   Andy’s safety depended on it and tears started to well in her eyes.  She had to save her brave boy...............................

A cliffhanger, gotta love a cliffhanger

Thank you S

XXX

Now a quick acknowledgement of one of the most beautiful and elegant ladies on instagram. Her name is Mel Lowe and her insta is https://www.instagram.com/mellowe_moments/

She wears such elegant outfits and not just in leather and Vinyl. However in keeping with one of our blogs themes, I post these stunning images of her in leather and vinyl pants.

Now.....I hope I cause no offence by posting these, but if anyone has an issue or wishes them removed I will do so without question.

To round up this short selection, a gift to me from two wonderful artists and commissioners of art.

The artist is stvkar https://www.deviantart.com/search?q=stvkar

and the commissioner is cannibalix https://www.deviantart.com/search?q=cannibalix

Both have Deviantart pages and both are totally wonderful and if we all wish together maybe we might find out what is going to happen to this pair, one of whom is oddly familiar.

XXX

Andy