Some random ideas

I like to come up with new ideas for games from time to time...my imagination is overactive but I keep entertaining myself...and hopefully others too. Here's some recent thoughts

1) The biker bitches own the backroads of the county...no-one messes with them except the cops and a rival gang. When the gang's leader falls afoul of a new bitch of a bike cop the gloves come off....except that the bike cop intends on bringing her own form of correctional punishment to this terrified county

2) The war is over....the treaties are signed and all is well...except for the poor girl in the POW camp reported as 'deceased' by her captors. Kept prisoner whilst all others are handed over because they know what's in her head and they want it...she sits alone and terrified in the cage in the camp as the Interogatrix arrives...a cruel and merciless officer who's sole pleasure is indulging her sadistic nature....

3) The Dominatrix has finished for the day...long hours tormenting willing slaves have left her tired. So she's easy prey for the catsuited thief who sneaks in and subdues her. Deciding to have some fun she uses the Domina's own dungeon against her....

4) With the credit crunch biting harder and harder, the business exec stares out of the window of her penthouse office. Her empire crashing around her feet...already the business is no more. Bankrupt and with debts she can't repay she turns to the only place she knows...the reclusive enclave in the gated community. Only the richest of the rich came to play here but now she turns to them as a slave. Selling herself to them to avoid jail time over her debts. Where she once came to indulge her tastes with the resident slaves...now she is one and the training will be harsh and cruel

Sometimes you just get lucky!

So....you work in espionage. One of those ultra secret agency organisations that governments love to have and love to deny exist. Where impossibly beautiful agents live wonderfully exciting lives all on the company account. Jetting off to some new adventure where, clad usually in something as sexy as it is laughably impractical, they play their games against opposite numbers. Sounds perfect....

Except you aren't one of them. You're the mousy little prim librarian geek they've got working in one of their grim little office 'fronts'. You don't live the jetset life...no, you take the commuter run to the office and push paper...filing their expenses, typing reports, filing....the endless filing.

But the pay's good and you get all the overtime you want and so one night, late friday when all those with lives to go to have long since vanished for home, you are left alone to slog through Agent XXX's expenses claim form over all the exotic cocktails and treats she just HAD to subject herself to in order to get undercover into the evil organisati.....bitch.

Then you hear it...someone's sneaking through what they assume is the abandoned office. To be fair it is 11.30pm. You get a glimpse and see the catsuited enemy agent sneaking about on her neferious work. Your first thought is to flee or hide but she comes closer, accessing a computer and downloading all the secret files she wants.

Of course the arrogant bitch doesn't even see you until she's finished. Amused at you quaking in your hiding place and laughing at your attempts to defend your employers precious files...except somehow...you don't even know how you get the drop on her....

She awakens, tightly bound and looks at you. One of her evil agency's top agent and hitwoman, defeated by some lowly little office drone and now utterly helpless.

"How the hell....?"
"Sometimes you just get lucky"

fade to black...

Why can't I have one of these?!?!?

The holodeck. A wonderful Deus Ex Machina for Star Trek writers - how to do an episode on the cheap? Have one of the characters run one of their fantasies and have the holodeck go wrong!

We'll leave aside the fact that in reality, if one of these wonderful devices ever did foul up and mix up people's programmes then the ship would be awash with oiled lifeguards, whip cracking Dommes and sheep rather than the family friendly 'safe' programmes that TV could show and move on to my main gripe.

WHY CAN'T I HAVE ONE?!?!? Near enough every third week we'd see one of these lucky bastards go off duty, nip down to the deck and lo and behold they have whatever their hearts desired...lucky bastards!!

Of course the main reason I shouldn't have one is pictured above - I'd create some of my favourite lust objects and slowly starve to death after I refuse to come out. Pictured here is, of course, the epsiode of X Files that never was... Chosen mainly as I have a major thing for chained up redheads.

So if you had a holodeck and one chance to put in your hearts desire...would you call up some generic Sherlock Holmes RPG or spend hours in the company of Leonardo Da Vinci in an effort to 'improve' yourself....of would you look around furtivly, hurridly type in your request, seal the door behind you and not look back? And if you do chose option B...what's your pleasure?

This never happened on Star Trek

It's over. She's done for. Nothing she can do but scream before the creature who has caught her swallows her whole and she digests to death in it's stomach.

So why have I got this posted? Lets face it, I'm a kinky freak and she's a pretty blonde in a tight suit in intense peril. A little extreme for most people but I enjoy seeing the pretty girls getting a nasty end. I also like seeing the baddies win which is why I like Empire Strikes Back over Star Wars. Of course, Return of the Jedi has leia wearing THAT outfit (no, not the bounty hunter helmet you sicko's!) which I'll come to in another posting....*ahem*

In the meantime consider this a warning...when one is exploring a new planet, it is a good idea to be really sure what it is you're trying to take a sample of before taking a cutting for analysis....

Mrs Peel: Adrenaline Junkie

So why do I love this image so much? Ok, lets get past the obvious...It's Diana Rigg, the infamous Mrs Peel herself. Responsible for a few million viewers thoughts turning to jelly at the sight of her. And responsible for first inspiring my brain into it's kinky ways.

Emma was always seen as being in the spy game for the kicks. Highly capable and rarely rattled she was the 1960's thrill seeker. Even when facing the latest diabolical deathtrap or lunatic scientists/etc she kept her cool and either escaped or displayed the kind of calm that a zen buddist would kill for. One would almost thing she enjoyed being in danger and peril...? Take this picture. Here she is, strapped down and helpless yet the little smile and utter lack of panic, fear or even concern. It seems that she's allowed herself to be captured to take a break from herself. She can relax from being the tough martial-arts skilled spy and just indulge herself. Let her indulge a submissive side. So relaxed is she you'd swear she enjoys bondage and leather?

Of course, she could just be a sociopath who gets her kicks from near death experiences...

Wecome to the Dungeon

Hi there

Welcome to the dungeon, please excuse the cobwebs and rats..they're just there for dramatic effect.

So...allow me to introduce your humble Dungeon Mistress. Why would I run a dungeon where I wind up the captive as much as the captor? Well, I'm a little bit mixed up to tell the truth...beyond my upbringing I have always been someone with authority who's biggest and best fantasies lay in being the one who's authority is stripped away. Kinda strange for someone who runs a department with 45 people you'd think? Throw in a childhood watching Emma Peel show a strong and powerful feminine spy who ran about in a leather catsuit (though not nearly enough) and got herself tied up at the drop of a hat, mix it up with my growing realisation I got warm thoughts about cheerleaders rather than jocks and you get the makings of the devious, perverse and kink crazed figure who'll walk into her office in a severe skirt & blouse outfit, close the door to her private office, sit at her desk and cuff her own ankle to the chair leg before calling her unsuspecting secretary in to go over the days workload...

So welcome to the dungeon, grab a whip or pick a cell depending on your fancy and get comfy!