Explore the Best Whitetape Art | DeviantArt (original) (raw)
Recommended for You
LiteratureStrings and one, no, two handkerchiefsAnger was the sweetest word compared to how Roxanne felt right now. Her elegantly furrowed brows, her dark eyes glaring inquisitively and steeped in contempt, she fumed. But only messy, muffled moans came out of her beautifully gagged mouth. The sweet viguier had been idle : rolled into a ball, he had violently stuffed her mouth with a silk handkerchief before adding another that he was struggling to get in completely. Certain sections of the latter, moreover, exceeded of the muslin stockings that the viguier had tighten between the lips of the beautiful Roxanne. It was, of course, one of the lady's stockings. But as that did not seem to be enough in the eyes of the honey merchant, he had clapped a long embroidered tissue over the courtesan's mouth, which he had then tied behind the head of his captive. The latter, even gagged, had not stopped moaning, bawling and meowing so that her imposing gag was all wet withher moist drool. Speaking of gags, one might wonder why devil the sweet
- LiteratureSisterly Sting*This story takes place in MCU Universe BW-2 and it’s a collaboration between me and CupidStupid1402 so parts of the story won’t fit my style as Cupid wrote parts of the roleplay for Natasha while I wrote the parts for Yelena. Yelena Belova was on the run and had been for weeks now, with squadrons of other Black Widows out to bring her in, seeing as she remained the only one still free from General Dreykov’s mind control, aside from Natasha of course, who’s status as a well known Avenger essentially made her untouchable. Even as one of the two best to ever come out of the Red Room… Yelena knew that sooner or later the other Widows could wind up capturing her, so to save herself a sacrifice would need to be made and luckily for her, it was no secret who Dreykov’s favorite was and likely always will be, despite his inability to have her. Fortunately, however, recent conflict over a disagreement regarding the Sokovia Accords divided the Avengers, with those who opposed the documentsLiteratureWho's Got The Luck?Luck is an interesting concept in our dear world, one that many would try to get a hold of to stabilize their life. Luck is a two-sided coin, sometimes your luck is good, other times your luck doesn’t go so well. Though there are those who believe luck is merely figurative and isn’t a concept that can guide us through our lives. An abstract concept so many believe in especially on today’s date, March 17th, better known as St. Patrick’s Day. A holiday that celebrates this concept and the titular St. Patrick, and also happens to be this narrator’s birthday. So happy birthday to me! I digress, however, someone who didn’t have luck currently either metaphorically or realistically speaking is a certain superheroine, one who was an extremely skilled archer, or so she believed despite having novice talent that can grow. A very immature, awkward, cocky, but courageous, bubbly, selfless 19 year old Caucasian raven haired girl named Kate Bishop, the protege of the Avenger and skilled archerLiteratureA Rather Short StrollIn the Kingdom of Corona, two girls were walking down the dimly lit road. Cassandra who is the personal assistant/friend to the princess, Rapunzel and the person walking next to the skilled short raven haired girl is Rapunzel herself. “Do you really think walking late at night is a good thing Rapunzel?”, Cassandra asked. “Don’t get worried Cassandra. I’m sure nothing will go wrong at all”, Rapunzel said. “I doubt that”, Cassandra said. To go against Rapunzel’s words, a group of thieves watch the girls from afar and begin to sneak up behind them. They split into two groups and begin to sneak up behind each girl. “Plus whenever someone says those words, something always goes wro…”, Cassandra began before a hand clamped over her mouth with another hand grabbing her waist. “Mmmmmph”, she muffled before being dragged into the darkness. “Oh boy, you were rig…mmmmmmph”, Rapunzel began before being handgagged from behind and dragged off. *** ‘Ugh. Next time, she begs me to go on aLiteratureBehind The D.I.D: Harley's Cat FunWelcome to Behind The D.I.D, the series where take classic or hidden animated damsel scenes that may have been short and extend them. This extension would be adding needed gagtalk/more gagtalk, the captor making more remarks to the damsel, adding scenes that happened that weren’t shown or more insight into the damsel’s thoughts. Mind you, this “extension story” in a sense will match the context of what the did scene was and everything that did happen still did happen afterwards. Pictures will be added from the titular scene to enhance the experience either to show previous scenes in their original context for the sake of continuity or reusing these images to match the new context they are fitting into. I probably overexplained this, but let’s get down to our first Behind The D.I.D. We are looking at the scene from Batman The Animated Series Episode: Almost Got Im’, an iconic damsel scene which as Catwoman bound and gagged on a conveyer belt by Joker and Harley Quinn to be grinded upLiteratureMysterious ImprisonmentA...not so familiar place is shown as a futuristic lab is shown with its marvelous red panel doors on both sides, though the lab was mostly barren. Mostly, as while there were no tables, beakers, there was a giant circular hole in the middle of the lab. Inside the small hole was a metal grate like platform with hexagonal patterns adorning it. A small metal disc platform was in the middle of it which was used to hold someone. The person in the lab was a female with a dark bluish catsuit with white fur around the neckline of the outfit. She had claws and boots though in the same dark blue hue and wore a dark blue domino mask over her face which matched with her crystal blue eyes. Her long flowing white hair was a distinctive feature of her. The female was Felicia Hardy, better known as Black Cat though wearing a slightly different outfit. Unfortunately, Felicia wasn’t in a good place, she was kneeling down on her knees with tight chains pinning her wrists behind her with more chainsLiteraturePrecious Theft of an EgoInside a large room, there was a large Queen size bed, a large dresser with various make ups and a large mirror attached to it, a large closet, an attached bathroom, a large poster that showed a costumed heroine the Wasp with the heroine in a pose showing her stingers with her goldish wings flapping, a night table which contained a lamp, a beautiful blue rug with a Bear imprinted on it, a large window which connected to a patio giving a beautiful view of the seaside, and finally a large fan which was stylized with the fan blades looking like diamonds. In a way, this beautiful room gives the vibe of a vibrant successful person which is true as this room belonged to a very special woman. The woman in question was Eve Lilan, a successful Canadian brunette actress who is best known for playing the heroine Hornet in the Champion Cinematic Universe. While the room seemed empty, it wasn’t, as moaning could be heard in the room, something not ordinary. The owner of the room was in an
LiteratureCrash CourseA medium sized house stood in the darkness in the middle of nowhere as the shadows danced around it. But within the house, there was a more pressing situation. A female was inside the room and it was the energetic and overconfident raven haired gal, Kate Bishop. The protege of Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye. Her attire consisted of a purple short sleeved shirt and black sweatpants with a bow and arrow on the left pant leg. But the younger female wasn’t feeling great...given she was secured to a chair. Her wrists were tightly locked behind her with duct tape entwining them together, with the tape going around her shoulders and her waist taped to the chair. Her legs weren’t spared either with her thighs and ankles taped tightly over. Keeping her from saying anything given she was so talkative thankfully was a long strip of duct tape covering her mouth. “Emmmmmmph. Hmmmmmmph”, Kate mumbles into her sticky tape gag as she heaves against the tight duct tape holding her down to the