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New art. Stranger in town (Patreon)

Published:
2025-01-24 06:00:05
Imported:
2026-06
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Hello Friends

Yes this image takes place in the AndyVerse, but neither Andy nor Jane are in sight. Look close is this is one we we fear (though I find her hot as heck too) or another.

This is set wherever you might like to set it within the bigger story, all we know is there is a stranger in the village and she sure don't might standing out.

I included two versions of this, the full bigger format version and the cut down widescreen version. The bigger version adds to the feeling of summer heat I think, which adds the feeling of threat from........The Stranger

I do hope you like this little sidestep. Fear not I have quite a few new pieces to follow soon

XX

Andy

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Robyn Stephens

Middle lady in background; I tell you Marcie that the young woman there in back is a stranger to this quiet little village, what is she up too being here? Marcie on the right; Being all in black and high heels as well reminds me of what I read once about this BDSM thing. It might of been 50 shades of gray. Who in this village is into that? Woman on the Left;MARCIE now where on earth you read that?

Skinnie S

Madame Dark abandoned her hire car off the road on a lane outside the village. She'd kept her leather gloves on so there'd be no prints. She had considered one of the estate's little cul-de-sacs where there were unlikely to be any cameras, but still best to avoid the twitching curtains and prying eyes. She needed this to be discreet: discreet but memorable. The residents would remember seeing a stranger walking through the village but they'd be distracted. Distracted by her appearance. Distracted by the sight of someone wearing a black leather trenchcoat, black leather fedora and over-the-knee black platform boots on one of the hottest days of this dire English summer. Silently she cursed that she'd left her sunglasses on the dashboard. Reflector shades would have completed and enhanced her ensemble, and made her even more memorable and less recognisable. Now she just needed to find Lady Jane's car. Her assistant had said she normally parked in the Little Waitrose while she and the boy had their nails and hair done on Friday mornings. So typical of Jane to go with her boy to the salon. Fine to have him primped and made-up. One as pretty as Andy should be kept that way: permanently. But going together implied some sense of equality. Even The Sisterhood wouldn't support that. Given the space Jade had at Fullerton Hall and her money, she should get someone round to do the necessary maintenance on him. She could surely have something set-up in one of the outbuildings on the estate where he could be prettified. It was such a shame that Lady Jane had resisted all those little enhancements to his feminisation when he'd stayed with her Knightley Towers. Permanent enhancements. Still all that was going to change. But there was an upside to her salon arrangement. With Lady Jane and Andy together, she could kill, or at least capture, two birds with one stone. It was so helpful that Lady Jane was a creature of habit. Friday: Park at Little Waitrose at 10:10. Salon appointment from 10:15 to 11:45 . Drive to the Feathers for lunch. Afternoon with her maid before night out with her girlfriend. She knew the locals were looking at her. They could look all they wanted provided they didn't get in her way. They didn't need to know that she was naked underneath her trench. Naked except for a leather harness bra and a leather harness thong. She strolled into the Waitrose car park at precisely 11:35. There was Jane's BMW. She pressed the button on her fob. The lights flashed on the BMW. Her assistant had done a good job capturing the signal and encoding the fob. She'd have to give Juliette a reward when she got back to the Dark Villa. Maybe a little time with Andy would be nice for Juliette. Madame Dark could see to Andy later; her own first priority would be Lady Jane. That lady needed taking down a peg or two, and she had just the peg in mind: ten inches by two and a half should do the trick, and a nice gag for the bitch's muffled moans. She smiled at the thought. It was going to be convenient being ready dressed for Lady Jane: all she'd need to do was take off her trench and strap on. She slipped the briefcase under the driver's seat, then went to browse in the Waitrose while observing the car park and the BMW throught the plate glass window. She'd trigger the gas canisters to release when Jane and Andy were in the car and the doors closed. Then she'd stroll across, help Jane out of the driver's seat and into the back, then drive away. Two swift jabs with the syringes of ketamine would keep her passengers quiet for the journey and ensure they remembered nothing. They'd wake up in the new headquarters of The Dark Institute to a new life of servitude. Servitude to her. Servitude and obedience. Servitude, sex and obedience. Roll on 11:45. ------------ I do still wonder whether this was Olga Dmitrovna (from Mistress Leatherbeth's "The Spy Who Came Into the Pavilion") rather than Madame Dark, but went with the latter. S xxx

Lee

It does not seem too hot with how the ladies in back are dressed, but I al sure that this stranger has has much practice in such an outfit/uniform. practiced and determined. There is treachery afoot.

Aidan

Yes hot in many ways. Madame Dark sure is going to swelter seeking out Jane and Andy. xxx

Ericka

I wonder if the briefcase holds official name change papers for Charlotte. To confirm her gender. Though that would mean either B&K or the sisterhood has a magistrate or two on a leash.