Posted by tina on January 12, 2007 at 05:45:54:
Hi, everyone! Happy 2007 and enjoy!
"Kat Burgled"
By tina
Tom waits patiently in her bedroom. He had originally planned to rob her, take her jewelry and any valuables that could be easily fenced. Then Kat’s picture had appeared in the paper. She had donated a large sum of money at a Halloween fundraiser. She was dressed as Cat Woman. The black latex suit appeared to be a second skin on her sleek body. Tom could tell she had long legs and full breasts. Her eyes peered out of the cat mask and seemed to pierce his soul.
Now he waits, patiently, sitting in the semi-dark of her bedroom. He still plans to rob her but now he needs so much more than her valuables. She is out with a friend whom he knows will drop her off without staying. There will be no complications.
Tom waits and finally hears the apartment door being unlocked. His heart rate increases slightly as he moves behind the door to her bedroom. He listens to muffled voices then hears the door shut. Then Tom hears the distinctive click of the deadbolt. Kat is now locked inside her apartment, safe and secure.
The bedroom light comes on and she walks past where he stands waiting for her. Tom’s hand reaches out and goes over her mouth as he pulls her to him with his other hand.
"If you do exactly as I say you won’t be harmed," he whispers in her ear, "Do you understand?"
She nods her head and says something that he can not understand as her lips are muffled by his palm.
"I am going to release you," he says calmly, "but do not try anything or..."
Tom lets go of her and she starts to turn around.
He puts his hands on her shoulders to prevent her from turning and seeing his face.
"If you look at me I will have to do something," he states in a vaguely threatening manner, "do not turn around but take off your clothes."
She backs up and lifts her hair up off the neck of her sequined dress. It is as black and shinny as the cat suit and hugs her curves in a most alluring fashion.
"Unzip me, please," she asks politely and Tom responds by sliding the zipper down to her round ass.
She shrugs her way out of the dress, lets it fall to the floor around her feet and stands in her lingerie. She steps out of the dress and in the same motion, almost like a dancer, she kicks off her pumps. She bends slightly and pulls her black slip up over her head. Kat stretches out a hand, holds the slip momentarily at arm’s length and then lets it flutter to the carpet in a black heap.
He looks at her, standing less than three feet away and his body aches for her. He has never seen anyone so lovely as she is at that moment. She is wearing a lacey bra and panty set with a matching garter belt. The garter belt holds up sheer black stockings and her legs look like Da Vinci has sculpted them.
She starts to unhook the bra.
"You may keep on your bra and panties," he says.
Tom watches her unhook the stockings. She is careful not to let her gaze wonder up as she bends to unfasten the rear garter straps. The stockings begin to pooch around her thighs once the straps are released. She reaches behind her back and deftly unhooks the belt. It falls on top of the slip.
Her hands slide inside the left stocking as she slowly slides it down her leg.
"Yes, take your time," he says as he watches her leg turn from black to white as she removes the nylon.
She drops the stocking on the growing pile of clothes. Slip on dress, stocking on slip. She does a most appealing repeat with the other stocking but before she can drop it with the other Tom moves forward and takes it from her hand.
He pushes Kat roughly face down onto her bed. She grunts as she bounces on the comforter. Kat knows in that instant she is going to die. She is gifted with clairvoyance but it is a gift she can not control or fully understand. As she lands on her stomach she sees a vision of her dead body. Kat is lying dead in this very room. She feels him climb on the bed.
"You’re going to kill me," she states, her voice barely above a whisper.
"No, I promise," he reassures her as he pulls her hands behind her back, "I’m not going to hurt you."
She says nothing more. He begins to tie her wrists with her black nylon stocking. He wraps the sheer stocking tightly around her wrists and knots it securely. She is now helpless. Despite what he says she still has the feeling she will die at his hands.
She feels her panties being pulled off. Then his hand is on her chin, lifting her head up and she sees the panties in his other hand. Although she tries to resist he manages to get the panties into her mouth. She lies there panting from the struggle and she can hear him unzip his pants.
"He’s going to rape me," Kat realizes as she pulls vainly at the nylon binding her wrists, "he’s going to rape me and....what?"
She tries to will the vision but nothing comes.
He pushes her up on her knees and she feels his erection against her ass. His fingers go into her pussy and stimulate her clit. Then he uses his moistened fingers to lubricate her asshole.
"God, how does he know I like to be fucked in the ass," Kat wonders as she feels his cock push between her cheeks.
She is getting really excited now and wonders if he knows how much she wants him to fuck her. She needs to feel his cock inside her. The thrill mixes with the anxiety of her vision and she experiences a euphoria she has never known before. She sees her death with clarity and knows this will be her last sex. It seems that realization is generating heavenly vibrations throughout her body.
Then he pushes his erection into her asshole, first an inch or two, then gradually more. He is big and his cock fills her rectum. She opens her mouth to scream in ecstasy but the panties gag her. She inhales deeply through her nose. She is moaning now as he fucks her.
His hands hold firmly to her hips as her fingers open and close at the small of her back. Her hands are darkening a little from lack of circulation but this only heightens all the tingly electric feeling cursing in her body.
She has a tremendous orgasm, gasping and panting around the panty gag. She is unable to get sufficient oxygen through her nose and is getting a little light headed. He is fucking her with long smooth strokes now, his cock sliding deep into her ass and then slowly being drawn back for another plunge. She has never felt so alive. She sees herself and her dead eyes stare back. The cruel anticipation increases her ecstasy.
He clutches her hips more roughly and his cock slams hard into her butt. He is sunk all the way into her asshole when he climaxes. She feels the hot cum squirt inside her and she can feel his cock clinching and relaxing as he shoots his load.
When he is finished he pulls out and she slumps down on top of the bed. Kat has never been physically so spent before. Her whole body seems like a raw nerve that screams with even the slightest touch. But it is a good feeling.
After a moment she feels her ankles being tied. Then he pulls her feet up. Like her wrists her ankles are now tightly bound by one of her black stocking. He then knots the stockings together in a hog tie. Then she feels something drawn between her lips. He has gotten a scarf and is using it to gag her panties in place.
"Hmmmmpppff," she tries to protest to no avail. Fear clutches her as she waits for him to finish her.
He stands up and turns her head away from the bureau.
"Mustn’t look at me, remember," he says and walks over to the dresser.
Kat hears him open her jewelry box.
"Raped and robbed," Kat thinks, "but the vision is me dead."
She lies still and tries to relax as the man rifles through her jewels. She can hear him whistle occasionally as he finds a good piece. She just remains quiet on the bed waiting for her ordeal to be finished.
He finally comes over to the bed. He pats her on the fanny.
"Thanks for everything," he says and then walks out of her bedroom.
She can see his back just before he turns off the light and pulls the door shut. Kat lays on the bed now in total darkness.
"Well, that’s a first," Kat ponders as she begins to try to free herself, "never had a vision be wrong before."
Kat begins to roll side to side trying to loosen the nylon stockings when something catches in her throat. She can feel the waistband of her panties tickle the back of her throat. The panties have partially closed her airway and it has become difficult for her to breathe. As Kat pauses a second to assess what is happening she has an uncontrollable urge to swallow. She swallows and gags at the same time as the panties are pulled into her throat.
With a sudden terror Kat realizes she can not breathe at all. The panty gag has lodged in her throat. She coughs but as she tries to breathe again she just sucks the panties a little deeper into her throat.
"Oh, God," Kat screams in her mind as she hears her strangled gasps, "someone help me, please."
Kat pulls frantically at the nylons that now cut cruelly into her wrists and ankles. Then she feels herself falling. In her struggles she rolls off the bed. She lays, stunned on the soft bedroom carpet. Her lips are opened wide around the silk scarf tied over her mouth but she still can not draw air past the black satin panties plugging her airway.
Her struggles grow more frantic as the air in her lungs runs out. Her body is starved for oxygen as all her energy goes into breaking free of the stockings. The nylons hold fast. She can feel the panties inside her throat as she gags.
"He did kill me after all," Kat thinks in the back of her mind as she struggles futilely on the rug.
Kat finally lies exhausted, in the dark, as she slowly suffocates to death. Her last thought is of her final orgasm. The warm bright memory is fleeting as the deep darkness swallows her.