Checking In on Check-Ins

May 21, 2017

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Folks who do BDSM play place a lot of emphasis on the sanctity of the safeword, and for good reasons. The safeword is, in a lot of ways, what makes the things we do BDSM and not abuse. It is the dividing line between consensual, agreed-upon activity and non-consensual cruelty, and you will quite rightly see a lot written on the importance for tops of always respecting the safeword (not just stopping, but letting the bottom know that they did the right thing by informing the top of their limits and that it’s good to enforce those limits) and on the importance for bottoms of using their safeword (and not playing with folks who don’t think one is necessary, or who don’t like hearing it).

This is not one of those posts.

This is a post on something that doesn’t get discussed nearly as much, but which is almost as important: The check-in. The check-in isn’t a formally agreed upon statement, like the safeword; it’s a set of practices that the top engages in during a scene to make sure that the scene is still progressing to the full enjoyment of all parties. It can be as simple as an occasional question, like asking, “Does this feel too tight?” after tying a new knot, or as complex as a post-hypnotic command to prompt the bottom to speak up when they’re feeling uncomfortable. It’s not a safeword, but it is something that helps make the use of a safeword less frequent.

Checking in frequently with your bottom gives them a sense of reassurance, which is very important when doing intense or very physical scenes. It’s useful for making sure the submissive doesn’t wind up enduring discomfort that isn’t intentional and agreed-upon; maybe they’re very happy to get spanked until their bottom is red, but they’re developing a nasty crick in their neck from their current position that’s going to bug them for days if they don’t shift. It’s good for keeping the emotional content of a scene from getting out of hand–perhaps you used a particular term without knowing that their high school bully called them the same thing, and they need you to know that everything is really hot right now except that. Check-ins are like a hand on the steering wheel, so that you don’t have to use the emergency brake later.

I’ve talked before about this very useful check-in command that Goddess installs in everyone She plays with, a trigger called “Tell me something you need me to know.” When the subject hears it, they will immediately and reflexively respond with something they need the hypnotist to know at that moment. Whether it’s “This is good” to “I need a drink of water” to “Please touch me more like that,” it’s a way of prompting the bottom to speak up and share their current state of mind and body.

This is really important because if there’s anything a submissive will tell you, it’s that they very quickly reach a state in a good scene where nothing is as important as making the top happy. Call it subspace, call it trance, call it whatever you want, but the idea of breaking the flow of the scene with a personal concern feels either exhaustingly effortful or shamefully selfish (or both) a lot of the time. The check-in gives the bottom permission to share their feelings without any of that emotional baggage, because they’re obeying when they do.

I suspect that some people don’t check in as often as they should because tops don’t want to break the flow of the scene either. They want to give their bottom a fully immersive experience, and interrupting to ask if they’re okay doesn’t seem very “dominant”. But it’s the single best way to turn a bad scene into a good one and a good scene into a better one. It may feel strange at first, but as you and your partner get more used to it you’ll find ways to make it feel seamless and even eroticized (again, if you’re doing hypno-D/s play it helps to be able to provide a trigger to check in. Goddess really makes “Tell me something you need me to know” sound sexy as all fuck.) And you’ll find that the scenes become freer, more joyful, and hotter when both partners know they’re doing what the other one loves.

A good habit of checking in, early and often, is the single best tool in a Dominant’s toolkit. It’s not a replacement for a safeword, but using them together makes for better scenes and happier subs. And a happy sub is one that comes back to play with you again.

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Divide and Conquer”!

May 18, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Act Appalled”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Divide and Conquer”! (MC MF MD)

Emma and Maddie are trapped together in the lair of an evil mind controller, but they both know they’ll be missed sooner or later. The problem is, so does the mind controller. His secret plan to break their wills involves an offer that one of them, quite literally, won’t be able to refuse. Here’s a taste:

“Whichever one of you surrenders first to my device’s tutelage,” Ryan said, “will be granted full control over the other. Submissive and obedient to me, of course, but the one who resists longer will be programmed with a second layer of conditioning to make them compliant to you as well. In all ways, sexual and otherwise.”

He let out a small chuckle. “And if you’re telling yourself that you’re not interested in that offer, well, I assure you…you will be. I plan on using my…authority, as it were…to convince my first slave that she is bisexual. A-assuming you aren’t already, of course,” he stammered incongruously, suddenly all British embarrassment again for a moment. “And while she will love to submit to men, she will absolutely revel in dominating other women. Quite, erm, sadistically, in fact. And having a toy of her very own will probably bring out her…creative side. Think of it as the stick to go with the carrot.”

“Don’t listen to him, Maddie,” Emma shouted, her voice husky with urgency. “He’s just trying to mess with our heads, get us to turn on each other. We’re stronger than that!”

“That’s interesting,” Ryan said. Emma heard a scraping noise, and realized he was actually pulling up a chair to watch them struggle against his control. “I will admit, I expected to hear that sort of thing from Maddie more than you, my dear. She’s always struck me as the dominant one in your friendship–I would have thought that she was going to be the one to try to trick you into holding out in order to realize some of her less, erm…savoury desires.”

Hope you enjoy it!

Mind Control in “Kinda”

May 14, 2017

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I’ve been at a Doctor Who convention this week, which was pretty energy-intensive for a lot of good reasons, so I’m going to keep this entry a little low-key. But I will mention the Doctor Who story I got a chance to rewatch, “Kinda”, which is kind of a mind-control bonanza.

The first and most important element was Janet Fielding as Tegan, the Doctor’s companion, getting taken on an epic headfuck that starts with her finding some alien wind chimes and very quickly getting the most gorgeous thousand-yard stare on her face as the sounds lull her into a trance. She’s doing the heavy blinking, the sudden jerk of the head as she snaps back to wakefulness…if Fielding wasn’t actually familiar with hypnosis, she’s got a very good imagination. It’s, um, embarrassingly hot.

(Embarrassing because the actress was in the room doing live commentary. It’s hard not to feel guilty over finding someone’s performance squirm-inducingly sexy when she’s right there.)

From there, she goes into a weird dreamscape and is coerced into lending her body to a malevolent psychic force, which possesses her. The possession scene is brief, as the creature hops to a different body, but it gives Fielding a chance to do a different kind of mind-controlled action and show off a certain amount of kid-friendly sensuality. Not as nice, but certainly not bad either.

For those who are fans of mind-controlled men, the story does feature said evil mind entity jumping into the body of a man, who psychically dominates several other characters. There’s also a scene where a human colonist figures out that the psychic domination is simply due to the aliens being telepathic and uniquely vulnerable to strong-willed individuals, and he forces two of them to kneel at his side in a scene that maybe wasn’t intended to have D/s undertones…but if it wasn’t then they failed rather badly at that.

The Doctor does manage to wrap everything up successfully, of course, including dealing with the military commander who gets hit with an alien whammy and becomes simple-minded and eager to please (if you like older men being mind-controlled in that sort of way)…but in the intervening space, there’s definitely some nice brainwashy themes involved. Definitely worth watching, especially for Tegan’s slow descent into sleepy bliss at the hands of the chimes.

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Zombie Blood Nightmare”!

May 11, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Soft Kitty Warm Kitty”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Zombie Blood Nightmare”! (MC MF MD MA)

Dahlia’s sister has been tormenting her ever since the two of them started rooming together, driving Dahlia out of the room with one gory horror movie after another until Dahlia’s gotten used to spending every evening in hiding. But sometimes, even the most timid people can be pushed too far.

Here’s a taste:

Being a prisoner in her own bedroom because of her inconsiderate bitch of a sister was bad enough. But tonight…Dahlia’s cheeks burned at the memory. Ronnie had a few of her friends over, and Dahlia thought that maybe, just maybe she could outmaneuver her big sister this once. She pulled out her copy of ‘The Avengers’ and suggested they put it in…and Greg smirked at Ronnie and said, “I don’t know, I was really more in the mood for something like ‘Zombie Blood Nightmare’.”

And Sierra said, “Oh, that one’s so scary–it’s my favorite, Greg!” But she was looking at Dahlia when she said it. And then she laughed, and Greg laughed, and Britney laughed, and Ronnie laughed most of all. The laughter followed Dahlia as she fled to the comfort of her bedroom, fleeing the spooky music and the sight of a decaying hand bursting up from the cemetery ground. She turned up her music, but somehow she couldn’t make it loud enough to drown out the memory of that laughter.

That was six hours ago. Six hours of sulking and fuming and feeling trapped in her own room and trying very hard to ignore the wailing and screaming that her earbuds couldn’t entirely shut out. Six hours of thinking about the intolerable situation her life had become, and six hours of wondering how she could possibly handle another two years of this. Now the lights in the living room were all out, the fun was apparently all over for the night…and Dahlia had made up her mind. She was going to show them. She was going to show them all.


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Is It Hypnosis? – Part Two

May 7, 2017

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As with the previous installment of this little sub-series of posts, I’m going to take a look at a few of my stories that feature actual hypnosis (as opposed to drugs, mind-control rays, or other SFF mind-control tropes) to see whether the hypnosis is plausible, or what I like to think of as “cinematic” hypnosis. That isn’t to imply that one is better than the other–these are fantasies of mind control, after all, and sometimes part of the fun of the fantasy is exactly that you can’t do it in real life (or shouldn’t, at the very least). But it’s an instructive and (hopefully) fun way to dispel a few myths about hypnosis, so let’s take a look, shall we?

Shameless: Obviously, this one is completely impossible; the Relationship Spirits always work alone, ever since that blow-up in ’67 at Liz Taylor’s place. (**rimshot**) But the hypnosis in it is pretty much entirely accurate, especially since Hanna has the benefit of supernatural foresight to set her expectations. Alec isn’t hypnotizing Hanna to do anything she isn’t willing to do, he’s helping her elicit the mental reaction with some pleasant physical play, and although there’s no specific time-frame given, she’s clearly motivated to follow the commands he gives her in “the future” to bring about the gang-bang.

It’s even ethical as far as we know; there’s no specific scene where Alec and Hanna are shown talking about consent, but it can certainly be pretty easily presumed to have happened, given that Hanna sees her future under Alec’s control and her response is to move up their date.

Sex as a Weapon: This one may not technically be considered “hypnosis” per se as much as a general conditioning technique, but it’s definitely presented as something that’s possible with no fantasy elements, so we can take a look at it. In that light, well…it’s certainly possible to get someone to relax their guard by appearing to be helpless and sexy, and I suspect it’s probably very possible to get a four-star general to prop up your bullshit military appropriations budget by having an affair with them that involves kinky sex. But I think that we can draw the line at the mock-shooting at the end, and the implication that Major Malone will be brainwashing her superiors into supporting her. Those seem a little bit too implausible given the timeframe involved.

Take My Breath Away: This one is very plausible, and draws on my real-life experiences. While this particular scenario never occurred, pretty much everything “Ruth” does to “Jon” in the story is something I’ve actually experienced, and certainly it would be very easy for Tara in the story to find herself so primed to go into a trance that it wouldn’t take much of a formal induction to bring her under. The pleasure triggers, the orgasm trigger, the information about fractionation–this is definitely one that’s pretty reliable, if you’re looking for a hypnotic fantasy you could actually live out.

Funeral of a Good Girl: This one is what I’d call a verrrrrrry qualified “maybe”. If Megan was someone harboring some strong sexual fantasies involving submission and bimbification, then it’s possible–just barely on the dim and glimmering far edge of possible–that a scenario like this would get her subconscious interested enough in the idea of having hot sex with a classmate who’s got a reputation for being a hot Dom with an amazing cock that it convinced her conscious mind to go along with his hypnotic patter for a while.

And it’s just, just barely near enough to plausible that if you stood on that edge with tip-toes, you could reach out and grab the idea that if Tyrone kept indulging that fantasy and didn’t really give her time to sort out her feelings, and if he got her isolated among a number of other women who had previously bought into it and brought peer pressure to bear to convince her to keep going along with the fantasy and the hypnosis and the sex, all three of which are things we’re hypothetically assuming she’s really into for the purpose of discussion, then yes, he could probably keep her involved for a long time so long as she wasn’t being asked to do anything she didn’t really want to do. Which could be a while, depending on her feelings about sex work and whether she was secretly sick of the pressures of academic life anyway.

But I think it would be a very delicate degree of control even if Megan happened to be the exact right personality type to be susceptible to it, and I think probably this story leads to her dumping his sorry ass six months later and sharing her story about Tyrone and his magic penis only when very very drunk with close friends.

Glory Days: And we end this session as we begin, with Hanna and Alec (and this time a cast of thousands!) This one is much, much less plausible than “Shameless” was, despite the lack of heavenly spirits showing people in bad relationships the error of their ways. It does fall under the same degree of “marginal believability” that “Funeral of a Good Girl” did; if all of the women in the story are actually kinky submissive bisexuals (which, okay, the flashback does seem to strongly hint at that at the very least), then it’s just possible that Hanna could seduce them into a sexual fantasy of irresistible control that also evokes their happy memories of doing kinky shit together as teenagers, and use that to give them suggestions that would play into those happy memories to give her a little bit of fun sexytimes now and again. But unlike ‘A Christmas Carol’, it does seem unlikely that it could all be achieved in one night.

That’s it for this installment, but I’ll definitely be revisiting this again. See y’all next week!

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Worst Case Scenario”!

May 4, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Quiver and Quake”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA for publication. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Worst Case Scenario”! (MC FF)

Chloe and Gillian aren’t a couple anymore, and that’s pretty much just how Chloe likes it. She’s seeing someone else, she’s playing with hypnosis, and she’s very happy. But it turns out that Gillian has never gotten over her. And if there’s one person who shouldn’t find out Chloe’s trance trigger, it’s Gillian. Here’s a taste:

“You’ve got mazy eyes, Chloe girl.” Chloe honestly wasn’t sure what shocked her more when she walked into her apartment–the words, or the voice that spoke them. She honestly never thought she would hear from Gillian at all after the last time they saw each other, and she sure as hell didn’t know that Gillian still had a key to their place. That alone would have left Chloe rooted to the spot. But those words…

“Isn’t that right?” Gillian asked. It didn’t sound like a question the way she said it, though. Gillian had a way of making even the simplest statements into gloating, and her voice was practically dripping with smug triumph now. “I heard you had mazy eyes, but I had to see for myself.”

Chloe turned, swiveling on one foot as if she was mounted on a dowel, and there she was. Gillian Kirke. She looked a little older, perhaps; her cheeks didn’t look quite so baby-faced anymore, and she had given in to her butch tendencies and chopped most of her  dark hair off. What was left looked almost silver when the light caught it. But she still had those same gray eyes, the color of deep glacial ice. Chloe realized she was looking much closer at those eyes now.

Hope you enjoy it!

Liner Notes for April 2017

April 30, 2017

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Hi all! It’s time for my monthly Liner Notes, where I take a look at the last month’s stories on the EMCSA and tell you a little about what went into making them happen. This month has a lot of stories, because the last two weeks of March were vacation time for Simon so a lot got pushed into April. So let’s get going, shall we?

Not Listening: This one feeds into one of my favorite tropes of the genre, the idea of being oblivious to the hypnotist’s presence or their commands but obeying anyway with the firm conviction that it’s all your own idea. I’d previously done something similar with “The Quiet Type”, but I decided that this one would be much more effective if the audience knew what the hypnotist was saying but the character didn’t.

It wound up having a very ritualized structure, with every paragraph starting with the command and the denial, and then the description of her following the command in the previous paragraph. That’s no bad thing, though; there’s an element of poetry to porn in some ways (if you don’t mind my being pretentious). You’re trying to create a flow of language that stirs strong emotions, so it’s kind of natural to get some sort of rhythm going in your form.

Bobblehead: I saw this title probably about a year ago, and I knew that it would make a good story about a trigger. There are so many pervertable associations with the word, from “blank and mindless agreeability” to the action of the head during an enthusiastic blowjob, so I knew that it would fit well into a story about a young woman who’s been turned into an “open access” hypnoslave.

The main thing I wanted to convey was that Nicole, while not having free will in the subject, is certainly enjoying the things she’s been commanded to do. I think a lot of people have a fantasy like this, because it’s a way to rationalize away wanting lots of guilt-free sex (“I would totally have said no to those three or four intense sexual experiences I had today, but gosh darn it, I was hypnotized! Drat that pesky trigger of mine…”) So since it is a fantasy, I want people to be able to wish they were Nicole rather than feeling glad they’re not.

Complicated: Now this is one I’ve had in the back of my head for a very long time, probably since before the hiatus that started in 2011. I had the opening image in my head very clearly, of two people at a party being asked how they met and saying, “It’s complicated.” Because if you spend any time in kinky poly circles, you’ll quickly find that a lot of the ‘how we met’ stories do involve lots of former partners, complex social arrangements, relationship statuses that evolve and change in ways that aren’t usually ‘friends/dating/engaged/married’, and tend to involve mental relationship diagrams.

Of course, there’s a long step between “an opening image and an idea” and writing the thing out, which is why it took so long to get to doing it. But I think I’m happy with the end result, and I do think it conveys the basic premise of ‘poly relationship map as confusion induction’ that I wanted it to.

Temptation Dice: This was one of those nice, easy premises that came right along with the title. If there are dice and temptations involved, and hypnosis, then obviously it’s someone being tempted to play a dice game with a hypnotic effect. And I’ve hung around with hypno-fetishists enough to know that we love adding consensual hypnotic triggers to games and conversations, so it made perfect sense that this was a couple (or as it later evolved, friends with benefits) who were doing something fun, light-hearted, and entirely consensual with trance.

I wound up pulling out some actual dice to write the craps scene; since I knew that Josie wouldn’t be able to resist rolling until she tranced out, and I didn’t really care how many orgasms she had before then, I decided to treat it like a real game. I wound up fudging the first orgasm when it was looking like she might go all the way under without even getting one good roll, but other than that the actual dice told the story. (The final roll was a ten, by the way.)

Virus: Like many of my odd stories, this one has an odd origin. One of the people I have chatted with on Tumblr (she’s since departed) made memes about submission on behalf of her owner, which she explicitly intended to get women interested in sexual slavery and submission to a dominant man. Setting aside the YKINMK aspect of that (which takes a lot, because I really find the whole “a woman’s natural place is submitting to a man” kind of wearying more than anything else) I found it interesting that she herself got into that angle of the kink from viewing memes about sexual submission. It occurred to me that you really could see the Tumblr memes as a virus that propagated itself as a pattern of information in the victim’s head.

So I wrote it all out that way. I wanted to describe it as medically as I could, really getting the metaphor concrete and solid so that if anyone who ever read the story saw a sex-themed meme again, they would imagine it nestling inside their brain, replacing their thoughts with the viral image and making them obey it. Which is hopefully hot even if the story isn’t.

Loose Ends: This one had its origins somewhere well back in the lost mists of time, a story fragment I read (I recall it being on the MCForums and not on any story archive) about a group of heroic telepaths who stopped evil mind-controllers. The premise didn’t influence me that much, but the story opened with the older and wiser telepath explaining to the rookie that lesbian mind-controllers always accumulated more victims than men because they didn’t have to worry about how many times they could get it up in one day.

I don’t necessarily believe that would be true (and thankfully it’s not testable) but it did stick around in the back of my head, and when I saw a song called “Loose Ends” it brought that fragment back to me, along with an old story of mine called “How Far We’ve Come” which is all about a mind controller lamenting the tedium of harem management. The two things blended together to create the idea of a mind controller trying to make sure that her enslavement didn’t draw too much scrutiny (Abigail’s not concerned, of course, but mind controlling a few people now avoids having to mind control an entire FBI task force later–she’s really kind of lazy, deep down) and finding herself adding more women to her harem with every conversation simply because she’s never had to develop impulse control.

And that’s pretty much the month, folks! Join me next week for another post, and next month for another Liner Notes!

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “XOXOX”!

April 27, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Loose Ends”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA for publication when Simon returns, and to Literotica for publication this weekend. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “XOXOX”! (MC FF)

Azure isn’t your typical superhero; if you listen to her, she’ll tell you she’s not a superhero at all. But she’s got super powers, the Prime Minister has just been kidnapped on a state visit to Belgium, and she happens to owe a rather large bill for damages incurred in a late-night visit to Brussels. Can she track down the missing Prime Minister? Very probably not, which is why she calls in assistance from Doctor Phobos’ ally, Eris. The two of them together might achieve what neither could separately…or they might both be in over their heads. Here’s a taste:

Azure sat up, keeping the pillow carefully positioned between her and the window, and started rummaging around for her clothes. She wondered if she was in one of the countries that got weird about nudity. It still kind of surprised her that anyone got weird about nudity–back in her universe, lusty old Queen Vic had pretty much done away with those ludicrous taboos for good, but over here they all acted like that crazy old Puritan sect she read about in History class. “Um…do you speak English?” she asked, reaching for the sweater she wore last night. It was lying in a heap on the floor with tiny fragments of safety glass tangled in the fibers. That wasn’t a good sign.

“A little,” the policeman said. “Miss Azure, yes? The British superhero?”

Azure stumbled out of bed, grabbing a pair of leggings that had a wine stain on the thigh. (Wine, right? Please say it was wine.) She fumbled around for the wrist comlink she knew had to be around somewhere. “I’m not a ‘superhero’,” she said wearily. “I’m a podiatrist who keeps getting stuck in the middle of somebody else’s bad life decisions, okay?”

The policeman looked blank. “Sorry?” he said, perplexed.

She found the comlink, buried under a pile of men’s clothing that brought up vague memories of some life decisions of her own that she probably wouldn’t be proud of, once she fully remembered what they were. The piece of complex technology had seen better days; it looked like a piece of modeling clay that had been squeezed by a particularly petulant child. She had a sudden flashback to getting a call in the middle of the night and dismissing it with maybe a little more force than was necessary. “I’m Azure, yes,” she grumbled. “What do you want?”

The policeman smiled. Azure could tell he was about to ask her for help with something. “If you could please come with me, Miss Azure?” he said, gesturing toward the door. “The Prime Minister of Belgium wishes to speak with you.”

Azure staggered toward the door, wishing she had the kind of superpowers that let her metabolize alcohol faster. “I hope that means I’m in Belgium,” she muttered to herself. “Otherwise the Liberty Squad is really going to be pissed at me.”

Hope you enjoy it!

Character Bible: Adventure Girl

April 23, 2017

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It’s been a while since I’ve done one of my character bibles, so let’s take a quick look at a regular hero in my comic book adventures…Adventure Girl!

Adventure Girl

Real Name: Samantha Steele

Physical Appearance: Adventure Girl is a Caucasian woman, approximately 5’6″ in height and 110 pounds in weight. She has long dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes (the use of her “venture-powers” generates a very mild glow that makes her hair appear ash-blonde, helping her to conceal her identity). Her body is slender and athletic, small-breasted and narrow-hipped, and she generally looks younger than her actual age by a few years. In her superheroic identity, she wears a white spandex outfit with blue boots and gloves, and a blue skirt with white stars over it. She wears a red cape with two rows of white stars along the outer edges. In her civilian identity, she tends to dress in designer fashions, and affects an interest in clothing to distract people from her abilities.

History: Samantha Steele was the daughter of shipping magnate Jebediah Steele, and as a result grew up in a life of sheltered privilege just outside of Atlanta. Her mother passed away when she was only a child, though, and with her father frequently absent, Samantha found herself mostly raised by the family servants. She grew up helping out with chores simply to avoid boredom, and wound up refreshingly unspoiled and competent compared to the other young debutantes in her social circle.

Nonetheless, she was a deb, and was expected to participate in the debutante’s ball along with the other daughters of the wealthy and powerful. This led to a strange shift in her destiny, as Doctor Darke kidnapped the girls to lure the Rescuer into a trap. He siphoned off the Rescuer’s superpowers with an artifact known as the Parallax Key, which stored them inside itself, and imprisoned the Rescuer along with the young women he’d come to rescue. Most of the girls used this as an excuse to collapse into despair, but Samantha decided that the Rescuer needed her help. She assisted him in breaking out of the cell, and infiltrating the science lab where Darke stored the Key until he could find a way to safely transfer its powers into himself.

When they were discovered, Darke took Samantha as a hostage to prevent the Rescuer from accessing the Key. Deciding that she would rather be dead than allow Darke to kill the Rescuer and take his powers, Samantha Steele firmly gripped the Parallax Key with both hands and allowed its energies to flow into her. Instead of being disintegrated, though, she took on a number of superpowers similar to the Rescuer, and used them to defeat Darke, restore the Rescuer’s powers, and destroy the Parallax Key. Ever since, she has operated as Adventure Girl.

Originally, she worked in secret, revealing herself only to the Rescuer so that he could tutor her in using her new powers. The two of them worked side by side against a number of villains, but when Doctor Darke returned and brainwashed her using the Pendant of Persephone (“All She Wants to Do Is Dance”), she wound up briefly becoming lovers with both Darke and the Rescuer. Stung by the way both men took advantage of her diminished ability to consent, she has avoided romantic entanglements since. Even when the Rescuer proposed her for membership in the Liberty Squad, she still did not entirely forgive him, speaking privately with each of the other members to make sure that the offer was a genuine reflection of her skills and not merely a way to make amends. Having satisfied herself that it was bona fide, she joined the Liberty Squad and has been assisting them ever since.

Personality: Samantha Steele tends, in her civilian identity, to affect the same sort of grace, charm and complete inability to cope with even the slightest challenges that many associate with the “Southern belle” stereotype. She pretends an interest in fashion, young men, and social occasions. Only her close friends are allowed to see the determination and kindness behind this facade, and even they are unaware that she fights crime under the identity of Adventure Girl. In her superheroic identity, she feels free to show her true personality, empathetic and kind yet utterly relentless in her pursuit of justice.

She has developed a certain phobia regarding magic and telepathy, as while her body is nigh-invulnerable, she retains the thought processes of an ordinary woman in her early twenties and one of her few weaknesses is mind control. She also retains the normal sex drive of a young woman in her early twenties, which has historically not helped her to resist many of the means used to control her mind. However, when not influenced by supervillains into surrendering her self-control, she has proved to be a devastatingly capable combatant and has never let any struggle get the better of her for long.

Unique Abilities: Adventure Girl’s body has, as mentioned above, been transformed into a repository for a vast and seemingly inexhaustible supply of cosmic energy by the artifact known as the Parallax Key This energy gives her virtually limitless strength, speed, endurance and durability, as well as the ability to fly and to project beams of heat from her eyes (her so-called “venture vision”). She also has improved sensory capabilities, able to attune her senses to events both distant and extraordinarily small. The limits of her abilities are scarcely measurable save by comparison to other equally-cosmic entities, but it does appear that she is slightly faster and more agile than the Rescuer but slightly less strong.

Virtually no known entity within the laws of physics has been able to affect her, with the exception of the rare and difficult to produce compound known as “xenonite” (Xe2O) which, due to xenon’s status as a noble gas, can only be created under very specific conditions that virtually never occur in nature. Xenonite, which generally forms as a crystalline solid, interrupts the connection between Adventure Girl’s body and her cosmic energies, weakening her (and potentially killing him in sufficient quantities).

In addition, forces outside of the laws of physics (“magic”) can affect her, as these things operate on a symbolic and abstract level and not the mundane rules we know. Adventure Girl must always be careful when magic is involved.

Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Act Appalled”!

April 20, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week, albeit in a slightly complicated fashion due to Simon’s well-deserved vacation–“Virus”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA for publication when Simon returns, and to Literotica for publication this weekend. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Act Appalled”! (MC MF MD)

Sue has to tell Allie all the details of George’s shocking behavior on the class trip they chaperoned together. But as with any story, everyone always tells it the way they want to remember it. And everyone hears exactly what they want to hear. Here’s a taste:

“Busy day, huh?” George said, his voice seeming a little bit louder as it broke the stillness of the room.

She looked up at him, slightly confused. “Um…I mean, not any more than you’d expect, I…um…why do you ask?” She tried to get her voice back under control, conscious of the slight tremble to her fingers as they held the warm ceramic mug. She didn’t know why she was so nervous. She had agreed to this. She knew what it meant to be here with him. Didn’t she?

Unable to hold the stare, she looked back down at the hot chocolate, still swirling slightly in the mug. Clouds of foam drifted past her eyes in a lazy spiral.

“Well,” said George, seemingly oblivious to her nervous tension, “it’s just that you look tired. Your eyes look a little bit heavy, and you keep drooping your head down to stare at the floor, and I thought that you might have had one of those long, exhausting days. You know, the kind where all you really want to do once it’s over is zone out and not really think about anything in particular.” He chuckled. “Maybe just stare at the cocoa and let your mind wander.”

Hope you enjoy it!