I enjoy being on Secondlife where I can play out my wildest fantasies. "in World", I pretend to be a Space agent infiltrating evil alien slave ring, a detective going undercover into sinister Yakuza organization, or a porn actress appearing on various sexy and radical XXX productions. In this site, I will be displaying some of the works I have done, and in particular the erotic photo series, some of them with accompanying stories.

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Friday, 25 October 2024

Spacegirl - The Transport Tragedy -5

Spacegirl - The Transport Tragedy -File 5



The table had turned...

As I came about, I found out that I was now out of the comfort of the ADD transport, and was transported to the
warped realm controlled by Zargon.  I was bound kneeling on a stoned table with alien inscription by a strange device, resembling cuffs on my ankles and wrists and a bar attached to the cuffs, forcing my torso to lean forward.  My arms were raised with my elbows straightened.  It was an uncomfortable and humiliating posture, but I could not move my body at all.  It was not just the binds, but the air in this chamber was sapping my strength. I felt so weak.  It was as if the muscles in my entire body had been left only with the energy to mobilize my lungs and hart. 

"Pathetic you are..."  

An annoying low and loud voice came from the dark.   Following heavy and wet foot steps Zargon emerged from the darkness. 

"And I love this when you look so helpless hitomi... I remember you liked it rough".   We had sex... I was posing as a high-class prostitute so that I could get into his circle of trust.  It required me to play the part with no reservations.   It was a detestable experience psychologically, but it was true that he drove me crazy sensually.  This creature can secrete venom that can have any effect on its pray, and surely he prescribed aphrodisiac like portions when he took me. It was so effective... I was made to come over and over as his disgusting appendages traced my body, and his hideous organs rummaged into my orifice.  It was such a degrading and humiliating experience.  Now, helpless on the alien altar,  I was fearing for that predicament to befall me again... in fact I knew it was and that it was going to be much harsher now as he knows who I am.


"we have time ... until the day your life terminate hitomi.  Let us rekindle ourselves much more intimately, huh?"  

I gritted my teeth as he taunted while he methodically and slowly ripped off my underwear, leaving me completely naked.

"And, in fact, I am a man of generosity as you know.  I should not be so selfish. I have a friend for starters, with whom I can share you with. "   He made a crackling sound with his throat soon, I sensed another presence in the chamber...

It was a giant beast of the most hideous form... with random limbs sticking out of a thick worm like body.  The being was covered in rotten flesh and sharp bone like protrusions.   A feeling of nausea befell me as I started imagining the dirty wet pulplike growth and sharp metal claws wrapping around my exposed flesh.... 

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Concept, Text, Photos, Actress - Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

Monday, 21 October 2024

Real Bikes N' Chicks magazine pin-up



Some of you may know that my career has taken off when I did a pinup on a bike magazine called "Real Bikes N' Chicks".  I was featured as a pin-up girl for their August 2022 issue.  It all happened when the magazine decided to feature a bike owned by my boss. I was quite lucky as the pin-up became somewhat popular and some producers in the industry took note of me and contacted me.    From there, I had never looked back. 
((note of caution: This is all fiction. There is no Real Bikes'N Chicks magazine and the story is all based on my fantasy.))  

Real Bikes' N Chicks - Girl of August 2022

In this months' special Summer Edition, we feature the monster machine Suzusaki FK-69 owned by Larry Thicock from Girthville South Firmwood.  

Larry, an owner of a lumber transport company, owns the best of both worlds in the form of a truly classic and legendary 1990’s powerhouse motorcycle, and an attractive and extremely versatile business assistant.   She is so versatile, she accepted our offer to model for us as our Real-Chick of the Month!  Photoshoot featuring Hitomi, an Asian Beauty with brains, and Larry’s (rather) worn-in, yet still menacingly powerful FK69 took place in their workplace – Thicock Lumber’s shipping yard. 

After hearing the most inspiring (yawns) story about how Larry's father established the family business, we had a sheer pleasure of speaking to his alluring assistant.

RB&C: -- So Hitomi do you drive bikes yourself? 

Hitomi: -- No, but I love being on bikes.  Larry does not live far from me and he gives me a ride in and out of work almost every day.  I love the speed, thrill and the sheer sense of horse power beneath me.   


RB&C: -- Checking at Larry`s ride though, it seems it has taken a few beating so far (points to the scratches on the cowling).  Doesn`t his driving scare you?

Hitomi: -- Ah, yes, I heard a lot of war stories from Larry, but think he’s calmed down now.  Having said that, I was riding on the back of my other colleagues the other day and it felt so docile.  I think I like it rough and wild.    

RB&C: -- Well thanks Hitomi for posing for us and we at RB&C really wish you continue to enjoy feeling that Horse Power between your thighs!

Hitomi:-- Sure!  I really love  riding Larry…. I mean, riding behind Larry on his bike.  I will look forward to see how the shoot comes up in your magazine!

Editor`s note ...  Hitomi had kindly accepted our offer to model again for our magazine in the future and we are planning another photo shoot with her with or without the battered FK-69 of his boss.   


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Model & words ; Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

As you may have guessed, this post feature AI re-works of Secondlife Screen shots I made in the past.  The original post for this concept is posted in my flicker (the first pic in this page).   My Avi has evolved since then and instead of re-doing the photo, I have enhanced the old pic.  Hope you like how it came out!  








 

Sunday, 20 October 2024

The Client

with BenJohn9

He purchased the house for the night.    He asked all the other staff to retire, while I'd "entertain" him on stage. 


I have danced for him before, and I knew he liked the chair routine.

He was clearly pleased to have a front seat view of my backside.

I could almost feel his gaze stinging my ample bottom.  To chose this routine was clearly a good call from customer preference point of view, but was it really the wisest decision?

As I danced, I moved back on him and sat over his lap, close to his torso... I danced, wiggling my arse wild on his thighs and pushing my bottom into his abs.  I could feel his breath on my back, and his eyes roaming over my bottom and waspy waist. 

He slowly yet confidently started to grab my waist and pressing me down on where his penis would be.  I could feel his excitement building against the coarse denim fabric.  The movement pushed the beady jewels that were decorating my shorts into my folds... which, mixed with the erotic movement of my pelvis was starting to get me aroused.   

I then turned expertly over his lap and turned, now facing him.  I continued the dance, now in a half-embrace with him on the chair. 

This pose now gave free access for his mouth to my front side... in no time, he was pecking on my nipple.  I was amazed how dexterous his tongue was!   It managed to hit my nipple directly thru the intricate layers of jewels that adorned my chest.  His tongue felt so hot, wet and delicate.  I felt electric shock at every flick of his appendage.   I barely managed to stand up from his lap, but that only gave him an opportunity to kiss me passionately... 


His kiss was long...   After he was done, my knees gave out and I fell to the floor.   I was panting... I looked up at him smiled, and walked over to his chair on my knees.  It was time for me to fight back. 

I pulled his jeans down in a haste...  Looking into his eyes, I started stroking his shaft with my fingers.

My tongue and mouth soon followed my hand and I was giving all I can on his manhood .

"Darn you're good" he murmured and closed his eyes.   


I could feel him tense up, and his body started to jolt, as he let out of his passion in to my mouth.  

(Take that!)  I was feeling victorious,  when he suddenly scooped me up from the floor and placed me on the chair.   He grabbed hold of my legs, pushing them out , then moved his face close on to my crotch in a swift movement.   

I felt his warm and beast breath on my crotch.  In front of my eyes, he darted his tongue out, almost letting it touch my skin.  I felt so exposed... and vulnerable.  He did not keep me in suspense for too long, and his tongue was doing what it did to my nipples a bit earlier. The sensation was so intense, I was arching my back hard, buckling hard on the chair and coming hard yelling out my orgasm in no seconds. 

I was not given much time to catch my breath.  He picked me up again form the chair, ripped away my jeweled panties and took me on the stage, impaling me on his formidable love lance.



He also took me from behind, he was clearly enjoying the view of my arched back, and my voluptuous bottom being smashed by his rough strokes.  I also did enjoy
being treated like an animal, like his bitch that I was made into.  


Fucked like a bitch dog that I am...

Dominated, and made his thing completely for hours and hours...


Just to be left alone on the floor exhausted...  I hope he felt he got what he paid for the evening. 


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Models---   BenJohn9 @benjohn9.resident  / Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)
Words, Photo ---- Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

Tuesday, 8 October 2024

Spacegirl - The Transport Tragedy -4



SPACEGIRL- The Transport Tragedy: File-4

I knew it was now going to be too tough to get out of these binds...  What Zargon force fed me was a powerful drug his race is able to create in their internal organ... They use it to capture their prey, and they have the ability to attune the effect at their will.   And I knew, so painfully what he had done with the portion he made me swallow... 

It took no time for my pelvis to be on fire...  my whole body started to perspire, my hart beat rose... "ahhhgh..."  unwanted yet clear moan of desire escaped my lips... He was making me aroused sexually with the most sinister aphrodisiac.   

"you... you perbert!!"    I managed to shout between moaning and panting...  he simply laughd, and laid his slimy tentacle along the line leading from my chin all the way down to my crotch... the cold slimy sensation was good enough to bring me right close to the ledge... 

"look who's talking!"  he taunted me and started laughing...

I could only stare him back in protest, while my body started to arch hard and my pelvis started to shake uncontrollably, as it erupted in an overwhelmingly intense forced orgasm...

Zargon, was not going to satisfy so easily.... he took me in the cargo hold none stop... disregarding my repeated raptures and exhaustion he kept on taking me, enjoying the way how I screamed and lost composure everytime I come hard over his ugly appendages.  

"No, NO!  stop... please stop!!"   My body was now a wreck.  I felt it would break apart being made subject to the intense onslaught of his sexual abuse.  In fact, it did feel like my bones were being detonated from inside and my pelvis falling apart in million pieces as insane orgasm tear thru my body. 


(this is enough... )  I was hoping that the accumulation of sensation will cause me to black out, but Zargon was not going to let me off that easily.  

Then, I heard him speak in a hideous strange language, suddenly, there was a turbulence of high temperature wind in the room... 

I noticed now that the cargo hold had turned into a swirl of magenta light, whirling into a portal that was now created on its wall...   Zargon's tentacle grabbed my leg, and forcedly pulled me into the void... in a second, I lost consciousness.

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Concept, Text, Photos, Actress - Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

 

Spacegirl - The Transport Tragedy -3

 SPACEGIRL- The Transport Tragedy: File-3


My obvious first reaction was of shock.  There was Zargon. Holding me by the neck and suspending me in mid air!   His cage was broken, and he was free. 

"You'd ask how, Spacebitch.  I was waiting for you.  Pretending to be a captive.  I had controlled the mind of the maker of this phony cage.  Infact the entire ship is at my command."   

Zargon was laughing victoriously.  This... this cannot be true.  I kicked the air of the now defunct cargo hold with my boots as I tried to get away before I lose all oxygen


from my lungs.   Uninterestedly Zargon thru me down on the floor.  The impact hitting the cold metal sheet was immense, reminding me how strong this creature was... In panic I started crawling towards the utility locker across the room. 

"Not so fast I said Space Whore!"  It was no second before Zargon got to me. 

"Take this, I know you enjoy it!"   Zargon started slashing, whipping we with his


ugly appendages.  The blows tore off my bra and panties in no second.  the heavy blow pinned me to the floor, and in no second, I was entrapped by the forest of his tentacles... 


He moved fast after that...  One of the tentacles was thrusted into my mouth, all the way down to my throat... then a slimy sickening secretion was shot straight down into my stomach! (No!!) I screamed inside.. I knew too well what this was going to mean for me...


(To be continued)

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Concept, Text, Photos, Actress - - Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

For the final picture in this episode, I have "updated" the face of hitomi using AI tool.   

Friday, 4 October 2024

Spacegirl69 Spinoff: Spacegirls on moon Bomhiem

 

BLOODY DS TECHNICHIANS!!!

I was cursing loud as I felt my body thrown into the air, hurling a couple meters above the pristine white sand beach, which was now colored in beautiful pink hue reflecting the reddish sun on the beach on the Moon named Bomhiem.


After escaping the Dark Syndicate, we have been hiding on this cursed star.  There were life here.  Topped by a  tribe of primitive humanoids, which presented themselves to be a big problem.   They were hostile and were starving for women.  We had few taken away just to be made their plaything... and a forced surrogate mother.

Facing this unwanted conflict, we built a hidden fort in the cliff near the beach.  It was in a remote land, but we were cautious.   It became my duty to patrol the periphery on one of the precious bikes we had managed to steal from the DS.    

The crash happened on one of these mornings. when I was on a look out while some of our girls had set out for a fishing excursion.  

I was speeding thru the beach, scanning the area for any unwanted natives.    All seemed to be clear.  I kicked a gear down to prepare for a U-Turn maneuver. Then, suddenly, "KRANK" a large sound came out of the hover near its front joint. The bike did a sudden pitch pole, throwing me out into the air.     I had no time to react before my body hit the ground.  I rolled as much as possibly hoping to break the impact.   When my roll ended, black curtains came down and I lost consciousness.


I felt wet and tender all over, something soft was in contact with my skin... my initial assessment was, that the sensation was caused by my own blood dripping from me, and torn flesh hanging from me.  

("that bad?  but it feels...") something was strange, and as I tried to open my eyes to check I heard myself.

"AAAhhhhgnnnnn!!!"

My moan was so raw and erotic.  I realized, instead of being covered in my own blood, I was being caressed by something soft all over with slimy apndages, !

Visual scan of the situation have proved that I was trapped by a shapeless blobby creature with tentacles, which grabbed my body down, probing my body all over.  Some of the tentacles were or moving over my skin as if they were trying to cover my body with its slimy ichor..  

I tried to pull at the binds, but to no avail...  the tentacles were not harming me, but was making me feel... funny.  They were causing me to utter further more erotic noises.   

The tentacles  were constantly and expertly caressing me while holding me down.  
The combination of their restrain and masterful sex technique was cancelling every effort from me to pull out of the tentacle trap. 
I felt my pelvis engulfed in an electric shock like sensation, and that shock quickly shot up my spine, I shouted out loud in ecstasy and lost consciousness.  
As I was blacking out, I could see the dog like and tall native men walk up towards me, smiling. 

When I came to again, I found myself in a different predicament.  I was tied up in a bamboo frame which was planted into the sand.  It was already dark, and I was left placed in front of an open fire...  


"psssst...fiver, fiver!  are you awake??"   
A familiar voice sounded from my right.   
"Three-sum!"
I turned to where I heard the voice... it was my fellow agent Spacegirl #3.  She should have been guarding the fishing detail.  Instead she was tied up just like me together with 3 other girls in a same form as I was. 
"Don't call me that! I told you!!.... Listen, think you and I can jointly take out the natives.   They are only 5..." Spacegirl 3 explained.

"we only need to get out of theses bonds. I was waiting for them to move away and now they are gone for the first time" amazingly now her voice sounded from right behind me, then I felt my binds fall to the ground.  
"How did... "  when I asked she presented me a piece of seashell.  It was from a creature we called the Lazor Mussell based on the sharpness of the shell edge.  
Understanding her trick, I smiled.  We went around to untie all the other girls. Three explained to me that they too were captured by the natives, and got tied up like me much earlier.  

We were hoping the natives would not return, but, at the moment we finished with the last one, 
"bowwww wah WAH!!"  
We heard them come back, they noted what was up and all 5 of them were making a B-line towards us. 
 
Three and I got kicked into action...


 Soon there was a pile of unconscious bodies on the sand.   We had tied the natives up on a same rope by their ankles, taken their loincloths and covered our bodies in a makeshift bikini.  We charted our way back to our stronghold choosing a route thru jungle to hide our traces and started back to the camp...

Few minutes after we set out, we heard a strange wind cutting sound from above.   We looked up and was amazed to see a craft, clearly that of our Federation.   It  was in obviously in distress.  "Oh no!"  Three and I chased it with our eyes as the it got bigger and bigger in our vision.  Finally, it crash onto a higher plateau. It seem to have managed a softish-hard landing.   

"I shall go and see..."  words came out of my mouth automatically.   "Ok, leave the girls to me" said Three.   With that, we hurried off on separate ways. 

I hid behind a bush right by the crash site...   There was movement but unfortunately not from my Federation colleagues.  Natives were already there to scavenge.   While I was watching, five of them had emerged from the craft.  To my mix of horror and relief, the last one was carrying a blond girl slumg over his shoulder.  The girl was wearing a Federation issued bodysuit.   While the girl was unconscious she did look alive. 

The natives barked at each other in a strange tone and then started walking off in hurry.   I knew, they were going to take my colleague in to their colony, to use her for the horrible ritual.    Determined to save her, I chased after them. 


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This episode is a spin-off from beautiful Simone Landes's epic drama 
The Adventures of Spacegirl 69. 

It tells my story up to my encounter with beautiful Spacegirl69 (Simone) on moon o Bum-hole,  no, Moon Bomhiem.  

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