Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby BandG » Fri Jan 31, 2014 3:48 am

I'm very experienced in what I do. Don't assume that I was always like this - at one time I was a sweet innocent young girl, butter wouldn't melt in my mouth they used to say. But circumstances change and hard times call for hard measures.

If you want to know a little about me I'll tell you. I'm still young but not always as sweet. I'm now 23, and as I stand in front of a mirror I'll do my best to describe myself to you. I'm slim, never been one to gorge on food, my once brunette hair is now jet black, long, smooth and when I have to focus on something (like tying knots) I'm inclined to keep it in a pony tail. Some have described my lips as 'full and luscious', my teeth as 'perfectly white', my nose as 'cute' and my eyes, oh my eyes, the papers love to describe them as 'devilishly dark and intense'. Despite these constant descriptions, I've never been caught, never been traced.

Who am I? Some call me 'The Cat Burglar'. Most papers dub me 'The Knotty Cat Woman'. My victims often call me words that I wouldn't like you dear readers to hear, but sooner or later my victims say nothing at all.

As I've said previously, I wasn't always like this. I was once a happy little girl, born to wealthy parents but they were taken from me cruelly. Then my possessions and everything I knew. Why have I taken to this life? Because life is cruel and society is spoilt.

I choose my victims carefully, I scope them for weeks and months, I'm very meticulous.

The papers can't understand how I manage to escape every time and how no one has ever been able to catch me. Well, I'll share a few secrets with you dear readers, I'll let you in on some pleasurable experiences. This is an exclusive, so sit back and enjoy the ride.

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First Job

I began all this when I was at the tender age of 19. I was on a University course during this time, Economics if you must know. I had used what ever savings I could muster for this course from working days and nights at a sleazy bar and grill, often enduring sexist comments from drunk customers and having to grin and take it.

My first victim came into my life on a sunny day in March. Ah, I remember her well.

I was sitting in the University library studying hard when she barged in on her phone.

"That's completely not fair Daddy. I need your Credit Card and I need it tonight!'

I looked up to trace the source of this whiny voice. The owner of it belonged to a slim blonde haired girl, large breasts, a lot of eyeliner on. She was wearing a short Pink T shirt and white shorts and was barefoot in a pair of white converse. She wasn't beautiful but pretty. I immediately noticed how pouty she was, how spoilt and bratty.

"If you don't give it to me I am not talking to you ever again!' She was almost shrieking.

I couldn't stand it any longer. I got up from where I was sitting and went over to her.

She snarled at me even before I opened my mouth.

"Can I help you?" She asked.
"As a matter of fact you can. You can turn that phone off as people are trying to study in here."
"Hang on Daddy, I'll call you back."
She looked me up and down.
"I don't know who you are but I couldn't care less what you think. I can tell by looking at you that you're some self righteous tart' she grinned.
"How dare you.' I said.
"Oh you're that poor girl aren't you? I remember now, you used to be rich but then it all collapsed didn't it darling?" She was enjoying this.
"You don't know anything about me"
"I wouldn't waste my time getting to know a low life like you."

She shoved past me and I smelled her fruity perfume.

That night I did a bit of searching around and managed to find out that this girl was Sarah Hartford; daughter of the rich businessman Michael Hartford and that she lived in a mansion on the outskirts of town.

How could I teach her a lesson? I pondered.

Then it came to me.

Several weeks later I left my student halls dressed in a black wooly jumper, black jogging pants, and a mask made out of a black wooly hat that revealed only my eyes nose and lips. I had varnished my fingernails black for the occasion.

I also had a large sack with me containing a lot of white rope and duct tape.

At 9 pm I saw a black Audi drive out of the gates of the house just as I was anticipating - Daddy was going to the office as he always did on a Thursday night at this time.

Little Miss Hartford would be home alone, probably reclined on her sofa watching some soap or reality TV programme.

I scaled the walls and landed safely on the other side. I snook up to a large window and low and behold there was Sarah, in Pink and White striped pyjamas, barefoot watching a large plasma television screen. Her blonde hair was curly tonight.

I tip toed round the house and saw an opportunity - the Kitchen window was ajar, certainly wide enough for a slim girl like me to enter through.

I managed to do this quietly and was inside the house.

The kitchen was bigger than all of my student flat, with white tiled floors, a large brown dining table and a circular black kitchen Unit.

I heard the television from the other room - some comedy programme as there was a laughter back track.

I tip toed towards the living room and saw Sarah's head over the back of the couch. She was completely oblivious to my presence.

I decided to go for the kill. I slowly tip toed towards the couch and in one quick motion I clasped my right palm over her lips.

She struggled and mumbled into my hand but started to quieten down once she saw the knife in my other hand.

"Hello princess. Do as I say and you won't get hurt." I said calmly.

She breathed heavily and her eyes were wide above my hand but she nodded consent.

I spotted a brown wooden chair in the room and placed it in the centre of the room. I told Sarah to sit down and place her hands together behind the chair back. I quickly set about tying her up securely - her wrists were tied behind the chair back, her torso was tied above and below her breasts to the chair back, her ankles and knees were tied and then secured to the chair leg.

She was whimpering and tears rolled down her cheeks.

I stood up to admire my handiwork. She was tied securely and looked vulnerable in her pyjamas.

"Please just take what you want and leave" she whimpered.

She obviously didn't recognise me in my disguise and I grinned down at her.

"Oh I might help myself to some valuables in due course princess. But what I really want is some play time."

With a pair of scissors I had brought with me I slit open her pyjamas so that her large round breasts hung out loose. Her nipple began to harden as I rubbed them but she whimpered and cried still.

"I think I'm going to have to put a gag on you to keep you quiet." I said softly.

"No, please, I'll be quiet." She said.

That became a common theme amongst my victims over the years. I never trusted them though.

I located a pair of silk panties from her large bedroom, red ones, and stretching them out I tied them tightly between her lips in a perfect cleave gag.

She looked at me wide eyed as her mascara began to run.

Over the next hour I played with my victim; she wasn't too happy about it but she was quite helpless to do anything about it.

When I had had my fill I did take a few things as memorabilia - just a bit of money, some jewellery and that kind of thing. Hey, life is cruel.

I kissed my victim on the nose and told her that Daddy would be home soon to untie her.

I left her whimpering and moaning as I made off with the valuables fully satisfied with my night's work.

And that was my first job.

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby KP Presents » Fri Jan 31, 2014 4:37 am

Very nice start - i look forward to her continuing adventures.
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Postby hujikelmop » Fri Jan 31, 2014 5:49 am

Great start!

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Postby SelenaGfan » Fri Jan 31, 2014 8:43 am

Very good start. cheers Hope to see more soon. :D

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby BandG » Fri Jan 31, 2014 8:49 am

My next victims came in a pair. Twin sisters aged 17. Why did I choose them? Well, they were both on the cheerleading team at Uni and they both knew they were gorgeous. I wondered how gorgeous they'd look in tight ropes.

Their names were Kelly and Michelle. Kelly had dark smooth hair not unlike my own, was slim (of course) athletic and had small round breasts. She was about 5'6. Her sister Michelle was taller at 5'9, also slim and athletic but had blonde hair. They looked alike in the face, both had the same blue eyes and full lips but Michelle was perhaps slightly more attractive with larger breasts to play with.

I of course trialled for the cheerleading team but was told I wasn't quite fit enough. I always remember the mutual smirk between the two sisters as the list was read out and I made my way to the exit door of the large Uni gym.

After some research I found out the sisters lived in University halls together but in the most pricey accommodation. They had en suite adjacent bedrooms, a large dining area and spotless kitchen.

One cold night in October I put my outfit on as I had the first time and took the same supplies. The only difference was my finger nails were varnished red and not black. I like to mix things up sometimes.

I lingered outside the Apartment block until a male student opened the door and looked at me. He was evidently a resident and was just leaving for the night

'Nice costume' he smiled and walked on leaving the door open for me.

The twins' apartment was located on the top floor and I got the elevator up to it.

I knocked on the door and it was the smaller one who answered, Kelly.

She looked at me in confusion. She was wearing her cheerleading outfit - white shorts and socks, and a light blue short sleeved sports top.

"Who is it?" I heard a voice shout from somewhere in the apartment, evidently belonging to her sister.

"Hello there. My name Is Katie; I was wondering if you'd be interested in our fancy dress party at the Union tonight? As you can see, I'm going as cat woman."

She looked me up and down and frowned.

"I don't think we'd be interes-"

She couldn't finish as I quickly barged in and held my hand over her mouth whilst holding my knife in the other.

I felt her fear as I whispered for her to be quiet and shoved a wadded up white hankie into her mouth before applying a few strips of silver duct tape over her lips. I quickly tied her wrists behind her and threw her onto the couch. She was muffling quite loudly and so her sister instantly appeared, dressed in a casual short sleeve pink top and grey jogging pants.

The look on her face was priceless as she saw her sister on the couch with a gag in her mouth and her hands tied.

"What's going on? Who are you?"

I wasted no time in showing her the knife and explaining that if she and her sister did as they were told no one would get hurt.

Within 20 minutes I had both girls tightly bound and gagged.

I had decided to hogtie Kelly who lay on the couch on her belly with her wrists now tied to her ankles, rope around her knees, torso and elbows and duct tape now wrapped around her head to silence her effectively.

As they were twins I thought I'd let them have different experiences for once rather than having everything the same.

I decided then to chair-tie Michelle facing her sister with her wrists tied tightly behind the chair back, rope above and below her large breasts bound her to the chair and her ankles and knees tied up nice and tightly too.

As I had given Kelly the tape gag, I decided to give Michelle the ball gag - a nice shiny red one strapped between her teeth.

The girls struggled and moaned as I had a look around the house for any valuables - I managed to make a good score; some expensive jewellery, a decent sized television and some good quality laptops. They would certainly do in my shabby apartment anyway.

Before I left I taped both girls' cheerleading pom pompoms to their tied wrists just so they could get a bit of practice in.

I kissed both girls on the nose and left Kelly squirming and Michelle drooling all over herself.

I was probably too nice but I left a nice note on the door for the girls' fellow residents to see. It read:

'Two super fit cheerleaders need your help as they are a little tied up right now'

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby SelenaGfan » Fri Jan 31, 2014 9:35 am

Thank You for the update.

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Postby Dreamingbound » Fri Jan 31, 2014 10:15 am

MMM I love it!

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Postby capturedsuperhero » Fri Jan 31, 2014 12:45 pm

fantastic story

or is it a story?????

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Postby nadal1234555 » Fri Jan 31, 2014 1:31 pm

I have a similar OC called her 'The Widow' difference my stories aren't as well wrote, this is brilliant

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby BandG » Sun Feb 02, 2014 4:08 am

The majority of my victims are bound most certainly against their will. Not many really struggle too hard once they see the knife, sure a few resist and try and make it as difficult as possible but I've never been one to shirk off a challenge and it's always extra satisfying to look down on a tightly bound and gagged brat struggling hard against tight, inescapable ropes.

There was one incident I'll never forget though. Some resist but none besides this particular person actually seemed to enjoy her ordeal.

It was a crisp autumn day, I forget the exact date but I remember the location well. A small but well maintained semi detached house in a cosy little caldera sac. There were two soon to be victims having a girly night in. How did I know? Well some people are too loud mouthed for their own good sometimes.

The previous week I had been shopping for groceries (a cat has got to eat and I'd come into a bit of wealth recently, things had been sold that ensured I got a lot of cash return, I'm sure you can make your own minds up as to what things I sold) when I saw a young girl of about 17 walking with a small trolley in one hand and a telephone in the other.

"Yeah come over next Saturday night babes, I have a free house so it will just be us two! We can watch a film and have a few drinks it will be fun. Yeah, it's 27 Mulbare Road. See you then babes, can't wait."

She saw me looking at her and smiled a naive, ditsy smile. She was pretty - with Chestnut long smooth hair, full lips, a small nose and hazel eyes. She was slim and was wearing a short sleeve white top, black chinos and a pair of white flats. She wore a few bracelets and her nails were varnished red. She wore a rather expensive looking Red handbag over one shoulder which she tucked her phone into. As she walked past me I smelt her strawberry scented perfume.

What I don't like is carelessness. You can never be too safe in today's world. To announce that you will be home alone is foolish and foolishness must have its consequences.

I researched the street that night, typing it into my newly acquired laptop (a bargain it was, no postage or packing, express delivery right from some poor bound up girl's house to mine.) It wasn't too far from my student flat and so I set out clad in my now accustomed Cat Burglar outfit. I was careful to take extra rope this time as I knew there would be two lovely girls to rope up good and tight. Duct tape and vet wrap were also brought along, I order the stuff in bulk from the web now, I wouldn't like to go to a hardware store every week and stock up, the looks from the store workers would be accusing to say the least.

I stood outside the house and peered through the window; it was the living room and the television was on but there were no signs of the girls in there. A twinge of disappointment passed through me - I hoped the other girl had come, I was looking forward to a girls' night in - a film, some drink and two tightly tied up and gagged girls. What could be better?

I walked round the back of the house and noticed that a door was open leading to the kitchen area of the house. More carelessness.

I tip toed to it and very carefully popped my head round surveying the room. No signs of anyone in here either.

I entered a small but tidy kitchen with room to cook but nowhere to sit. The eating must have got done in the dining room.

I tip toed into a hallway and that's when I heard voiced coming from upstairs.

Slowly I tip toed up a short flight of carpeted stairs and found myself in a short corridor with 3 different rooms. The door was open of one on the rooms revealing a bathroom with a bath and shower. The voiced came from the door to the right of it. I pressed my ear against the door and heard:

"What can we do now?" (A voice I hadn't heard, probably belonging to the guest)
"What about playing a game?" (The voice of the girl I had heard in the supermarket)
"It depends on what type of game!"
"How about something like truth or dare?"
"Hmm, ok yeah why not?"

That's when I burst in.

"I dare both of you girls to try and resist me and no co-operate. If you do, things won't be very pleasant for either of you." I said, grinning and holding the trusted knife.

The girl from the supermarket had her hair tied back in a ponytail and was wearing a short pink t shirt that went down to her belly button, Denim shorts and pink socks. Her friend was also quite pretty - a petit girl with large brown eyes, red smooth long hair, a cute nose and full lips. She was wearing a red t shirt, jeans and white socks.

"just stay calm Jen." The supermarket girl said to her friend.

"Ah so we've established one name. And what about your name sweetheart?" I asked

"I'm Tammy. What are you going to do with us?"

"Good question - I won't hurt you if you cooperate. I'm going to make sure you girls stay out of my way while I take a tour of your lovely house here."

Jennifer looked very scared but Tammy looked almost excited and flushed.

"So I guess you're going to have to tie us up then huh?" Tammy asked and held out her hands together.

I laughed.

"Some one is keen. Yes, very good, but put your hands behind your back darling."

I set about my business and after ten minutes I had both girls tied up back to back on the purple double bed. Both girls had their wrists tied behind their backs, their elbows and torsos had also been firmly roped (all with fine white rope) their ankles and knees had been tied tightly and I had wrapped rope several times round their bodies to keep them tied to each other. I had been careful to tie their wrists to their lower torso as well so that they did not have the leeway to try and get a fingernail to each other's knots.

Jennifer seemed to be in a lot of distress and was sobbing quietly. I put a finger to her trembling lips and kissed her on the nose.

"It's ok honey, the worst is over. Now don't do anything stupid girls, just sit here and I'll be back soon."

I turned to walk away and begin my tour of the house when Tammy spoke up.

"Wait a minute. Don't you have to keep us quiet?"

I turned back to the two girls and to my amusement saw that Jennifer was shocked and horrified at her friend.

"Shut up Tam, what's wrong with you?!" She said

"Nothing is wrong with me, just I have always seen that in films and things - if a robber ties up someone he always makes sure they can't talk as well and cry for help."

I walked back over to the girls and sat on the bed next to them.

"And how would I do that?" I asked, smiling.

"Well, you'd have to gag us. Like stuff something in our mouths and tie it in or something."

"Shut up Tammy!" Jennifer was biting her lip in anger.

"I'm just saying! Sometimes the robber puts a few strips of tape over the person's mouth as well but it always looks like they could get that off if they really wanted to."

"Interesting." I said, humouring this foolish silly girl. "Well what do you suggest I stuff into your mouths then?"

"Hmmm. Well there's always a few handkerchiefs lying around in my mum's bedroom draws."

"Ew! Tammy please shut up right now!" Jennifer was not impressed by her friend's over co operation.

"I meant clean ones Jen, don't worry."

"I don't care if they're clean or not! I don't want anything shoved in my mouth thank you!"

I looked at Tammy who rolled her eyes, "you have no imagination Jen. This is fun, haven't you ever wished you could see what it would be like to have a robber tie you up and gag you? I think it's positively thrilling."

"Oh I quite agree." I chimed in before Jennifer could reply. "This is very exciting for me and for you too. I've decided to give you what you want then and gag you both - only handkerchiefs are so boring. What about something even more thrilling." I said and rooted through the bedroom draws, locating two pairs of cotton panties - a pink pair and a white pair.

I showed them to the girls and Jennifer's eyes widened in horror. Tammy however flushed again and grinned widely.

"You are not shoving them in my mouth!" Jennifer said defiantly.

"Oh shut up Jen. I think that's wonderful - it's real. You don't see that in films but how helpless the victim would be - gagged with her own underwear, I love it." Tammy said beaming.

"You are crazy Tammy. I always knew there was something odd about you." Jennifer said.

"Go ahead, gag her first, she's starting to annoy me." Tammy said.

"That's something I agree with." I said and pinching Jennifer's nose with my fingers I stuffed the balled up white panties in her mouth before wrapping black duct tape around her lips and head and finishing it off with red vet wrap wrapped around to completely silence her.

She made inaudible protests.

"Wow, this is so exciting! Can you move the mirror so I can see what she looks like with the gag?" Tammy asked me.

I usually don't pander to my victims but I was liking the cut of Tammy's jib. I obliged and brought the mirror round to show the girls what they looked like. I have to say they looked spectacular - the tight ropes around their firm round breasts, the gag on Jennifer matching her hair and Tammy licking her lips in anticipation of receiving the same."

"Oh this is hot." Tammy said.

'Mphhhmomhhhshumohhoff!"

"I can't understand a word she is saying. I think it's time for my gag now don't you think?"

"Once again I think you're right sweetheart."

I decided to stretch the pink pair of panties out and tightly cleave gag Tammy. I then wrapped the duct tape over her lips and head and used white vet wrap to finish it off. She mumbled and moaned (in pleasure) into the gag, especially when she saw herself in the mirror. Whilst Jennifer struggled and stressed, her friend was enjoying every moment of this.

I left the girls to enjoy themselves (well one of them anyway') and rummaged through the house. I didn't have a great success but managed to nick some jewellery, a computer and some antiques that would fetch a bit of money.

I came back in to Tammy's bedroom and as was custom I kissed both girls on the nose before turning to leave.

"Noooomph!" I turned around and saw Tammy looking at me sadly.

I try not to have much feeling for my victims, this is strictly business as they say, but I wanted to know why Tammy wasn't enjoying herself any more.

I took her gag off.

"Please, before you go can you hogtie me? I've always wanted to know how that feels."

I considered.

"This one time I will do it.' I decided.

It was a bit of a hassle as I had to cut the ropes binding her to Jennifer. I hogtied her tightly and did the same with her friend who was less thankful.

I retied the cleave gag between her lips but didn't tape her again, she looked stunning like this and besides I didn't think she'd be yelling for help any time soon.

"I've enjoyed my stay here ladies but now I have to go. I hope you've enjoyed yourselves."

Tammy looked up at me and smiled over her gag. Jennifer looked at me angrily and at her friend.

"Just remember Tammy, don't broadcast your plans in a public place. Like a supermarket." I winked at her.

She looked at me but I don't think she understood what I meant. She was too busy enjoying her situation.

I left the house leaving the two girls bound and gagged, I wondered if they would be able to get free.

then I wondered if Tammy ever wanted to get free.

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby ducttapeandleggings23 » Sun Feb 02, 2014 2:22 pm

Amazing.

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Postby ducttapeandleggings23 » Sun Feb 02, 2014 5:03 pm

Amazing

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Postby hujikelmop » Mon Feb 03, 2014 8:18 am

Brilliant, I loved the last part especially! Always good to find some willing captives :D

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Postby Reidy » Sat Apr 26, 2014 10:59 am

Great story.

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Postby jennybond » Sat Apr 26, 2014 1:03 pm

Very good
It only gets tighter if you struggle...

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Postby Kyle » Sun Apr 27, 2014 12:39 pm

Pretty interesting story, and fairly unique.

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Postby Indianjones » Sat Mar 18, 2017 2:18 am

I like this story very much, hope you continue it. I'd rp with this burglar character if you're up for it ;)

Re: Female Cat Burglar Stories

Postby BandG » Sat Mar 18, 2017 7:39 am

Thank you - I don't write stories any more as they never leave me satisfied but that character is my ideal captor. Would love to be helplessly bound up by her.

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Postby BoundJana » Sat Mar 18, 2017 9:57 am

Good work, I like your stories ^-^

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Postby Reidy » Sun Mar 19, 2017 1:54 am

[quote="BandG"]Thank you - I don't write stories any more as they never leave me satisfied but that character is my ideal captor. Would love to be helplessly bound up by her.[/quote]


Great reading that story again. I too would enjoy being at her mercy.