Jill In Space
A Detective Chronicles Story By Mad Max - Photo By The KidnapHer

Based on a picture and story idea from Sablesword…

Jill thought of herself as an All
American Girl, with a twist---
she had always fantasized about
being a Damsel in Distress.  When
she was young, she had watched
Lynda Carter star as Wonder
Woman (and her public identity,
Diana Prince).  Whenever villains
had captured Diana, or even the lady
crime fighter herself, and tied their
beautiful victim in peril, Jill had
experienced a charge and wished
to herself “some day someone
might do that to me!!”

When she grew up, she was a
wonderful woman in her own right;
 tall and slender but with a full
bosom, long firm legs, golden hair,
blue eyes. She had no shortage of
suitors, but never found anyone
who would do what she truly
craved. Some men had no talent
for tying her up, others wanted
her to be a slave. But Jill had never
seen Diana Prince submit to anyone,
 that wasn’t her image.  She
despaired of ever being tied up
the way she had dreamed of…

Then she heard about Craig’s List---
you could advertise for anything! 
She spent hours crafting her
message to get across the balance
of subjugation and defiance she
craved. When the responses came
pouring in, she spent more time
trying to find the ones that seemed
to “get” her. The best of the lot
offered to come to her home,
where she would be in control.

When the big day arrived, Jill could
 barely contain her excitement. She was going to be just like Diana Prince! She put on an outfit she
thought fit the role, and was pleased with what she saw in the mirror. She was even more pleased when
her suitor rang the doorbell! He was movie star handsome, strong and fit, a young Johnny Depp. She
could feel her face flush as they agreed on a scenario and the stranger tied her hands up and over
her head, then ripped open her blouse, exposing her heaving bosom….

But she was not at all prepared for him to rip off his own head…

And expose the face of an alien! Her screams were cut short as he stuffed a wad of cloth in her mouth
and taped over her lips, and she struggled helplessly as he pulled out some kind of communication device.
 The sounds he made didn’t seem like words at all, but they must have meant something to whoever
activated the beam of light that surrounded her. Jill closed her eyes tight against the brightness,
only opening them when the light faded.

And she found herself in some sort of metallic cell….

To Be Continued . . . .