Anyone looking for inspiration?

[mysweetlittle]

I found this picture:
http://25.media.tumblr.com/fb1e9709e5a56bfa659565af598172f3/tumblr_mu3swz2BGw1richhno1_1280.jpg

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But that isn't the creator.

Anyways it looked like the perfect prompt for a story. Im not a accomplished enough writer to create the story this picture deserves. I imagine the room she is in to be one of those mover's PODS. Purchased and soon to be trained. If you write about this post, please let me know!

 

[MatthewVett]

Heels and being tied up looks like a sure way to break an ankle...

 

[Tmmldr]

I found this picture:...

It was early evening and it was Friday. The gang was slowly making their way down the street looking for some action. There were five of them, all long out of that school bullshit. Maybe tonight they'd grab some cash off a couple stupid bitches, or jack a car, and then get some blow. When they saw the storage pod with the open door was open by the house being redone, it was only natural to take a look inside.

http://25.media.tumblr.com/fb1e9709e5a56bfa659565af598172f3/tumblr_mu3swz2BGw1richhno1_1280.jpg

What they say made the leader give out a low whistle. He leered at the chained, helpless babe and rubbed his cock. The other four chuckled and ambled into the pod. They stood around her. Leader reached out and grabbed a nip and squeezed.

The helpless sexy creature let out a sound, her eyes never leaving those of Leader. Something between a purr and a low growl came from Sasha, a Sexbot B69 with Dom Extreme programming. Sasha's program was such that she could not go to the next phase of her program with out the specified clue. She had been sent as a gift to Rob Brown by his wife, Mary. Rob was on his way home. The gang had just beat him to the prize pod. Sasha had been programmed to tie up the man, and dominate, whip and spank, asking who he loved, until Rob said "I love Mary."

Within ten minutes, Sasha had the whole gang tied up, and was diligently whipping, spanking them. However, none of them said the right words. Searching her memory banks, the lack of a data item became apparent. There had been no verification of the Rob Brown identity. Sasha gave one final belt to the bare ass of Leader, then dropped the belt and headed down the street.

She would tie up and process Dom Extreme human males until one responded correctly.