Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Tue Jun 09, 2015 8:38 am

I spotted Andrea alone so I made sure to enter her office quietly and shut the door.

“What are you doing here?” she muttered, turning around to face me after she had heard the door close behind her.

“Because…I was thinking we should play a little game” I teased as I walked towards her, before I handed her an envelope containing images of her breaking into houses, dressed in a catsuit with another woman.

“Where did you get these?” she asked, currently dressed in her secretary day-job outfit of a purple short skirt, black high heels, pantyhose and a black short sleeve top that showed off a lot of the girl’s cleavage.

“I took them. I’ve been investigating these for months and I notice that you have a clear record. That’s why I’d like to give you your own style punishment. I’m going to tie you both up and you will do whatever I say until I say otherwise, got it?” I smiled, knowing my position of strength over her and admiring the way she froze and began to blush.

“I see, so I guess you will go to the police if I don’t co-operate.” She said, clearly a little worried.

“You’re very perceptive; I’d say you are looking at easily a few years behind bars. Or alternatively you can choose to be tied and taken by me to serve me as a slave.” I paused letting it sink in. “Prison, or be of service to me, now which will it be?”

“With you” she said softly with her head hung low as she said these two words.
“Excellent, now I’m going to need your bank details before I tie you up, please write them down for me.” I smiled, watching her as she bent over the desk in front of me. Once she had finished, she handed the pad to me before looking at me straight in the eyes and whispering “Thanks. Thanks for not calling the police”, before turning around, ready to accept her fate.

I was a little taken aback with her gratitude but after a few moments I began winding grey duct tape around her wrists behind her. Andrea was of Hispanic origin and very beautiful. I then continued by wrapping tape around her elbows, above and below her breasts and around her ankles as I sat her in her office chair. Further tape was soon added above and below her knees as well as around her gorgeous toned thighs before I stood up and admired her bindings. Her busty attractive chest was now bulging under pressure from the tape bonds and I had to admit she looked fantastic.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Tue Jun 09, 2015 2:12 pm

Now the curvaceous Hispanic beauty was tape bound effectively, my attention soon turned to her gag. I searched her office and eventually, hidden in her private cupboard, found a black thong of hers amongst a variety of spandex catsuits.

“Well, I guess this is where you hide your outfits then?” I smirked as I clutched a black thong of hers and walked towards her. She said nothing about the outfits as I approached her with the thong whilst I teased her. “Open wide, you ought to taste something nice” I laughed before I folded them up into a ball and stuffed them into her cute mouth. She protested a little at first but gradually accepted there was little she could do as tape was wound around her mouth and head in an over the mouth style gag.

Now she was bound and gagged for me I carefully checked her bank account which contained a great deal of money. “This should keep us funded together” I winked before I put her card in my wallet which resulted in a few frustrated groans from her.

Andrea worked alone in her office as she was self-employed, so I had little to worry about people seeing us. Nevertheless I checked around before I returned to her, picking her up over my shoulder as we headed for the door and the stairs. I had also collected a bag full of her clothes and outfits, some worn, some not which was being carried by my other arm.

Once we had covered the various steps which led to the small underground car park I walked towards her sports car as I realised I needed her key.
“Where do you keep it?” I asked to which she responded with simple eye gestures towards her busty chest. It was with great delight when I reached in between her glorious mounds and retrieved them.

“Odd place to keep your keys, but then I guess it is a mostly secure place” I smiled before I unlocked the car and after placing her in the trunk, I proceeded to drive off towards a secret place I had planned for a few days in the woods whilst I figured out just where to go with my new slave.

After a near hour drive I pulled up next to a log cabin. After opening the trunk to reveal a slightly sweaty Andrea, I continued to pick her up over my shoulder and carry her inside, saying to her on the way in “Welcome to your temporary home.” I grinned before I set her down on the sofa inside.

I then left her there whilst I made a quick phone-call. “Hey, its me, She’s agreed and I have her with me, as such you can buy her business from her like you planned, that way you remove a major competitor of yours.” I mentioned on the phone before the woman on the other end agreed to her end of the deal.

“That’s good news, well done! £300,000 will find its way to her bank account soon, just so long as you scan and e-mail me the contract I hope you can get her to sign.” The woman’s voice muttered in a quick paced, slightly excitable tone.

“Oh don’t worry; it will get through hopefully by the end of the day.” I laughed before we said our farewells and the phone call was ended, my attention now drawing back to my bound little package of joy on the sofa.

As I ungagged her slowly and gave her a drink of water, she clearly began to realise something was up. Yet her tone didn’t suggest she was annoyed at all, she almost displayed a sense of relief as she said “You know, I’m beginning to think my kidnap and new role as your slave isn’t completely down to my burgularies.”
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Wed Jun 10, 2015 8:34 am

“Well let’s just say a little arrangement was made on your behalf, with someone paying me to take you and get you out of the way.” I smiled, sliding off each of her shoes as she looked at me.

“Oh and I suppose you want me to sign some contract for you that hands the business over to your mystery caller?” she said in a slightly sarcastic tone, testing her tape bonds.

“Well yes, that is the plan. You won’t need it from now on.” I say as I sit on the sofa next to her, lying her across my lap as I begin stroking and fondling her pert ass.

“Well…I guess I will sign it then” she said, half smiling as I looked at her a little perplexed about her eventual reaction.

“Huh? You mean…”

“I’m impressed. All this trouble, for me? Your bindings so far have been great and I find the mystery of whatever you have ins tore for me…exciting, in a weird way.” She paused, taking a breath before continuing. “So let her have the damn business, As long as the majority of the money in the bank and the price from the sale remain in my bank account, I don’t need it.” She smiled as she began to grind against my crotch.

“You sure? I wasn’t exp…”

“Of course I’m sure, all these bindings and all this attention excites me and to be honest I can’t wait to get started properly.” She giggled as I rolled her onto the other side of the sofa before I stood up.

“Right, well I’ll get that contract then.” I replied, before she looked at me and joked.

“Go ahead, it’s not like I can go anywhere is it?” after which I returned to my car and retrieved my backpack.

A few minutes later I returned, also grabbing a dining chair on the way in as I placed it next to a table before picking her up over my shoulder and dumping her softly in the seat. I then continued to cut the tape binding her wrists and elbows together, followed by the tape bonds around her breasts.

“Which hand do you write with?” I asked grabbing a roll of duct-tape.

“Left” she replied, as she placed it down the side of the chair. It wasn’t long before tape was wrapped around it to the chair leg tightly before I turned her slowly towards the table, handing her a pen in her free wrist.

After a minute or so reading the contents of the contract carefully, she eventually signed each of the three parts, gesturing to me when to turn each page. After this activity was concluded I took the pen from her and held her left wrist down to its subsequent chair leg. The lack of resistance made the taping of her wrist to it considerably both neater as well as easier.

“So what now then lover boy?” she asked, catching me off guard by her teasing remark.

“Err..um..well I need to keep you restrained while I scan and send this to the woman.” I smiled before pausing. “Hang on what do you mean lover boy?” I asked inquisitively as I realised the true contents of her sentence.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Wed Jun 10, 2015 8:36 am

“Well, that must be the under-lying reason why you chose me for your…activities.” She paused whilst I taped above and below her boobs to the chair. “If you just wanted a girl, there are millions of them in the world, yet you picked me. Therefore there must at least be a little attraction. After all, if you really didn’t like me, you would have either left me at the office or dumped me somewhere.” She added, finishing her thoughts on the events of today.

‘Damn why does she have to be so smart’ I thought before replying “Smart girl” whilst I searched a carrier bag full of her clothes from the office. I then picked up a pair of black panties.

“Ah I see, so you are going to leave me without an answer for now then?” she teased, knowing she was having an effect on me as she saw a bulge underneath my trousers begin to grow slightly.

“I guess I will” I replied, trying to hide my attraction to her but ultimately it was clear I was doing a bad job of it. “Now open wide you cheeky slut” I replied in a humorous tone.

“I love a mystery I do” she replied before opening to accept the rolled up panties in her mouth. After they were slowly inserted into her mouth, I proceeded to tape around her mouth and head in a similar fashion to the gag previously used on her. However this one I made sure to make as neat as possible, keeping her hair out of her eyes.

A search amongst her things allowed me to find the perfect item to finish her bindings for the moment. A pink silk scarf would act a s a perfect blindfold for her and as she approached she saw it and moaned. She found herself powerless to resist her view turning to a fixed image of dark pink, as the scarf blind folded her.

“Have fun” I teased, giving each of her boobs a few playful slaps which were greeted with moans from under the gag; her nipples hardening through her bra and black short-sleeved top.

I then left her to her own devices whilst I e-mailed the woman the contract she had requested. After this was done, I secretly took a trip out, unknowing to her and retrieved two suitcases of her clothes from her house, with a preference on underwear, lingerie and anything that would potentially look hot on my captured damsel. An hour and a half after I had blindfolded her, I soon returned to Andrea’s side.

I carefully removed the girl’s blindfold and gag as she began to appear tired from her playful struggling. As I helped her spit out her own worn panties from her mouth, I massaged her jaw for a little whilst I spoke.

“You’ll be pleased to know £300,000 has been added to your account by the woman who has bought your business. I have also retrieved some of your clothes from your house, which I’m sure you will love to wear for me at some point.” I smiled, beginning to un-tape her legs at first.

“Thank-you and wow that’s good news; I’m hungry, is there any chance of some food in this place?” she asked me, twirling her hair with her finger after I finished removing her final tape bonds.

“Well, that’s something you can do for me.” I paused before smiling softly “OF course there will be a few twists for you to make it slightly more difficult. You aren’t meant to be free as my slave that often.” I winked as she stretched and straightened her skirt and top out.

“As I’ve learned to expect from you...there is always a twist” She said softly, relaxing her previously bound form on the chair she had previously been attached to.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby SelenaGfan » Wed Jun 10, 2015 2:49 pm

Hott story so far.

Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby leonbelmont » Thu Jun 11, 2015 2:47 pm

Really good story :) Hope you plan on continuing it in the future
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Fri Jun 12, 2015 1:29 pm

Thanks for the positive comments everyone, here is the next part and I hope you continue to enjoy it :)

During making and eating dinner I had made sure to cuff her hands together in front of her, whilst her mobility was made slightly more difficult with the use of metal leg irons. Once dinner had been eaten and she had finished the washing up, she slowly approached the seat from where I was watching her every move intently.

“So what next?” she asked as she lifted both her hands, moving some of her hair away from her face. I grabbed one of the two keys from the table and began to unlock her handcuffs.

“Well, I have a few ideas how to keep you entertained.” I winked before adding “Although it is getting late already so sleeping arrangements will have to be made a bit later.” After her leg irons were unlocked, she slowly bent down and began to rub her ankles and wrists softly.

“Well I am intrigued” she winked as I stood up and twisted her around, grabbing a white rope as I swiftly wrapped it around her wrists behind her, cinching it before I did the same around her elbows. Ropes above and below her busty chest soon followed, eventually transforming into a fully-fledged breast harness.

The Hispanic beauty then felt a tight rope slide between her legs, before attaching itself around her stomach and connected to her wrist bonds.
“Ooh…my-my that’s very clever of you” she spoke softly as I simply winked in reply as I sat her down on the wooden floor, focusing on securing her pantyhose clad legs together.

Her ankles, lower knees, upper knees and thighs were eventually secured together with respective strands of the white cord before she felt herself hoisted on the kitchen table like a prized ornament. The lift caused the crotch rope to dig in on its spot, causing various moans to come out of her mouth before she lay flat out on the table.

Her bonds were eventually finished with a hogtie rope, connecting snugly her breast harness to her ankle bonds.

A firm slap on that pert ass of hers communicated her bindings were finished as she began to playfully struggle as much as she could, trying to activate her crotch rope as little as possible yet seemingly having little success.
“Wow..mm..its so..secure and restricting...mm..yet I feel so turned on..It’s a good position that’s for sure” she said in an analytic tone.

“I’m glad you like it, although don’t worry you aren’t just going to be tied.” I winked picking up a black bit-gag with wide ring pieces covering her cheeks. She noticed and her struggles began to go limp for a second as she stared at the gag in an intrigued manner.

“That looks…big, are you sure it will fit? I mean it looks pretty cool and all” she smiled, looking at me with those powerful brown eyes of hers.

“Oh I’m sure it will, don’t worry, we have to stop those moans somehow don’t we” I said teasingly as I approached her mouth with the gag, which she opened in acceptance as it was inserted and strapped behind her head.

I didn’t know what exactly it was, but seeing her beautiful body so helpless and willing to be bound on that table was beginning to turn me on a great deal. Her powerful brown eyes looked at me as she struggled for me playfully, there was something in them that was clearly enjoying this feeling that had originally been enforced upon her.

I walked slowly around to her pantyhose clad feet as I looked at her menacingly and whispered “would this woman be ticklish by chance?” her instant shaking of the head and look on her face acted against her as I carefully began to tickle her soles with my fingers.

The slightest touch and she immediately began struggling and laughing, clearly very ticklish at this area of her body as I continued in pace and severity, making her sweat. As she began sweat and appear tired minutes later I gave her a break, seeing as the crotch rope was also reacting against her struggles to get away from this tickle torture. I bent down and kissed each of the tips of her feet through the pantyhose as I slowly teased her now.

Her feet moved from side to side, unsure how to stop this treatment on her feet, however I soon worked my way up to tickling her again as she bucked and moaned in her giggling frustrations.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Sat Jun 13, 2015 9:31 am

After tickling and fondling her a little more I decided to leave her there on the table to struggle whilst I relaxed for a while before bed. After untying her an hour or so later and allowing her to shower and change into a more revealing black bikini, I took her to bed with me and tied her ankles together to the end of the bed; her wrists following suit to the top. A kiss later and we both settled down to sleep after what had been quite a long day.

I awoke first the next morning so I wasted no time in untying her bikini top softly and removing it before doing the same to her black bikini bottoms. She seemed a deep sleeper as she barely stirred at all so I left her there, naked and waiting for me. We had made love a few times in the night, something we were both very satisfied with as I left for about 20 minutes while I got our breakfasts sorted.

When I returned upstairs she was just beginning to stir and had clearly noticed that her clothes had disappeared during the night.

“Well I must say, you look even more beautiful without clothes on” I winked upon entering the bedroom with a tray containing two plates of toast and two glasses of juice.

She smiled, saying faintly in her just woken up voice as she yawned “Waking up naked and tied to a man’s bed, some might class that as a decent night out.” Laughing slightly as she stretched as much as she could. I dangled the toast in front of her face, allowing her to take a bite at a time.

“meh, it looked like you were having a right good time yesterday and last night especially” I laughed with a teasing look in my eye before I decided to untie her wrists from the headboard, allowing her to sit up slightly and feed herself.

“True, it was considerably more enjoyable than I first thought it would be” she reflected before finishing her toast and drink minutes later, much like me. I began fully untying her next, allowing her to properly stretch for the first time that morning.

I then whispered “I need to talk to you about something so why don’t you take a shower, choose an outfit from the room on the left and surprise me in the basement where I will be waiting for you.” I winked as she nodded her head in agreement before she began to get up from the bed.

“Wait a minute though, bend over my knee” I teased as she paused and did what I asked looking puzzled. After feeling several slaps to her pert Latino ass, she was eventually allowed to complete her previous request, as I made my way down to the basement.

After what seemed like forever but realistically was closer to half an hour, she appeared.

“Hey there” she winked, leaning on the doorframe with a teasing, flirtatious look in her eye. She looked fantastic.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Sun Jun 14, 2015 2:23 pm

Here is the next part, hope people are still liking this :)

A red spandex catsuit showed off her bust and incredible figure perfectly as my eyes scanned her body. Two long, luscious red pins ran to the base of her ankles where a pair of pantyhose covered feet took over. As she gave me a twirl, my eyes couldn’t help but notice her incredible ass as I stood up immediately to get closer to this beauty. My member also wanted to stand up with me, something she noticed.

“Well, if you are trying to retire me from a life of cat-burglaries, I might as well get some use out of the outfits.” She winked before moaning as I began to uncontrollably run my hands all over her body. She was hot; hotter than I had originally thought.

“You look gorgeous..wow” I said before my mind quickly snapped back to business and I added “which is exactly why I need to talk to you. But first, let’s get you bound in some way.” I smiled as she nodded and giggled in agreement.

Moments later I had acquired a wooden chair with armrests for her to sit on. Tape was thoroughly wrapped around each of the girl’s wrists to an arm rest, before I did the same around each of her ankles to the chair legs.

“There, now you won’t escape” I winked as she tested her bonds.

“You’re right, this is tight I’d find it very difficult to get out of.” She smiled, before looking at me with her stunning brown eyes. “What is it you wanted to talk to me about?” she asked inquisitively as I pulled up a chair and sat opposite her.

“Basically, I’ve bought us a house in another country and a private jet with some of the money in your or our account. However I need someone who can fly a plane and won’t ask questions of your bound state.” I smiled as she looked at me excitedly and begged me to show her pictures of it. A few minutes later and she was thoroughly impressed with the large villa I had selected for us.
She sat back in the chair and thought for a second before replying to my earlier question.

“My friend Daphne is a pilot I think, if you let me ring her I can even probably have her ready and willing for you to kidnap and bring here if you’d like?” she smiled, looking at me as if she felt intelligent and useful from her answer.

“Oh that is excellent, sure thing; I will get your phone for you. Where does she live?” I asked as I reached into my pocket for her mobile phone.

“20 minutes from where I worked roughly, I’ll tell you the address later if she agrees” she smiled as I searched her contacts and found the one named Daphne. As it dialled I held the phone to her ear.

“Hey it’s me Andrea..yeah im fine, hows things with you?..aw dear..oh well, it can only get better. Yeah..yeah, well I wanted to ask you something rather peculiar. Hahaha, no really, I was wondering if you still had your pilots licence. You do? Oh that’s great as me and my…” she paused for a few seconds looking at me, clearly unsure how to refer to me.

“My boyfriend” she winked finally “have bought a new place and we were wondering if you could fly us there. We have the private jet, we just need a pilot. Yeah, um well its just that we have developed a love of me being tied up, and so I’m guessing he wants me bound for him on the flight. Haha yeah its cool, and oh really? Oh that would be great.” She paused giving me a smile and a double thumbs up.

“Okay, so why don’t I let him tie you up and take you with him to meet him? You’d like that? Ok great, I’ll tell him where to meet you, just wait for him at your house, he won’t be too long..yes you can wear something sexy” she rolled her eyes slightly and giggled when she caught my intrigued look. Roughly 5 minutes later she eventually finished the phone call, waiting for Daphne to hang up before she gestured me to take the phone away.

“Its her holiday period from work, so she’s ready and waiting for you at her house.” She winked before telling me the address and details.

“Oh that’s excellent, well I better go and fetch her but I better add to your restraints and experience first” I winked as she giggled in excitement.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Mon Jun 15, 2015 4:08 pm

I used the duct tape now to secure above and below her breasts to the chair, finishing with tape around her thighs to the base of the chair. This had the intended effect of securing her more tightly to it, whilst also making those boobs she possessed bulge.

“And now for the gag” I smirked as I pulled out a large red ball gag, something she was happy to oblige on by opening her mouth as wide as she could, ready to accept it.

Once it was in and inserted, I pulled out a vibrator wand, securing it on top of her crotch. She looked at me with pleading eyes for a second before giggling.

“Thought you might like some fun whilst I’m gone” I laughed, switching it on moderate for her to struggle against.
A green patterned scarf blindfold and a kiss later, I eventually left her in the basement with the distant sound of moans as the vibrator did its thing, ready to head to whoever this Daphne woman was and bring her back following Andrea’s advice.

An hour or so later, with a few stops on the way, I arrived at the front door of the address previously handed to me by Andrea. It only took a few moments before the door was unlocked in front of me and I was greeted by a tall blonde woman dressed in a black two-piece lingerie ensemble and black high heels.

“Why hello there, you must be Daphne” I smiled politely as she replied.

“Yes I am, so I finally get to meet Andrea’s boyfriend then!” she laughed, opening the door for me to walk past her and into her house. As she shut the door and we headed towards her front room, she seemed a really friendly woman.

After making sure I had a suitable drink and a little conversation introducing ourselves, Daphne suggested we get down to business as she stood, turned around and placed her wrists behind her.

“Wow you’re pretty keen” I said in a slight laugh but also with a hint of a surprised manner.

“I love being tied up me, bring it on” she grinned expectantly as I grabbed a pair of pantyhose.

“You’re the boss” I winked, quickly pulling one leg of the pantyhose over her head and stretching it down to her hips. I then took another pair and after carefully lying her on the floor, proceeded to force both her legs into one leg of the garment, taping around the overlap to seal her inside the encasement.

“Ooh I like this so far” she commented as I simply smiled, bringing out the rest of my supplies.
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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby putasockinit2 » Wed Jun 17, 2015 8:31 am

A few rolls of pink vet-wrap were what I produced first as I began wrapping up from her feet and ankles, slowly up her encased body. After a little while, she was completely wrapped up to her neck by the vet-wrap except for her boobs, which remained covered only by the pantyhose and bra underneath.

2 large rolls of duct-tape were next to make an appearance as her vet-wrappings were swiftly covered completely by the grey duct tape.

“Wow, im beginning to sweat quite a bit already; I bet your loving that” she winked and giggled observingly.

“Well, it will be nice to deliver you to Andrea as a little package to unwrap” I winked, hinting at my intentions.

She then giggled as I left the room and went upstairs, returning shortly later with 2 pairs of her worn panties. She opened her mouth obediently as I stuffed them in as far as her pantyhose covered mouth would allow. I then used a roll of the pink vet-wrap to seal them in her mouth before covering her head completely with the material. Only her nostrils were uncovered, which I had cut around making it easier for her to breathe. She mpphed into her gag but knew it was not of any use-not that she minded either.

After securing ropes around her ankles, knees, thighs and above and below her boobs, I picked the mummified girl up over my shoulder as I walked to the back of my van. I smiled to myself as we got in, shutting the door behind us as an idea came into my head.

Where the rope bonds were on her body, I swiftly and tightly connected ropes to each of them before I gradually secured them to a specially made beam at the top of the van with hooks on it. After a little while tightly securing her, she was hanging from the top of the van. This was something she noticed as she mpphed testing her bonds and her hanging position.

A pair of nipple clamps were her final addition to her position, received with an initial moan of pain that quickly turned into a moan of pleasure as my hands rubbed over her breasts and lower regions a few times. I then shut the door behind me as I exited the van, locked the house up and began the return journey back to the log cabin where Andrea was being held.

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Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby bondagebabe97 » Fri Jul 17, 2015 1:59 am

I love it. Please continue.

Re: Dealing with a cat-burgular

Postby Radames0674 » Tue Feb 16, 2016 9:02 am

bondagebabe97 wrote:I love it. Please continue.

It has been a while, but I would also like a continuation :) A very good story! It would be awaste, to let her slumber in the dungeons :D