This is not a real story. It is a comic book story set in MESMER WORLD.  The Heroine of this piece—Gina Nero, or The Black Cat—is a beautiful raven-haired crime fighter who hails from Italy. She is a thief. She is a liar. She is cunning, powerful, beautiful and devious.  She is hypnotic!
She dresses in sexy, skin-tight black vinyl—a shapely shadow that stalks the streets of the “M” World for sexual prey.   It was the wee hours of the morning, and high above the dark streets a burglar was breaking into the plush offices of Gina Nero, the mysterious lady owner and CEO of T. I. Gress, Industries. Luckily for Her—and most definitely not for him—Gina had forgotten a package in Her office and had returned late at night to retrieve it. Little did he know that he had chosen the offices of Gina Nero. Her daytime alter ego was, in fact, Gina Nero, the wealthy entrepreneur and owner of Feline Industries.

The burglar had chosen Gina’s office after he had seen Her photo on the society page of the newspaper showing off the cat’s eye ring that She had just purchased. The paper had said the ring was purported to have magical and mesmerizing powers and had been found in an Egyptian tomb that had long ago been broken into. All that he knew was that it looked expensive. He could fence it for a lot of cash.

From the top of the building he listened to see if any guards were patrolling and, when he heard none, he jimmied a roof fire exit door to gain access to the building. As he entered the office marked “T.I. Gress” he  carefully looked around the office. Closed circuit security cameras were recording the robbery from multiple angles but his dark ski mask hid his face.
He walked over to the wall safe which was open and unlocked. He felt a tingle on the back of his neck and came fully alert.

“Was this a trap!?”  Suddenly a voice came from behind him. “Well, well. What have we here? A clumsy burglar? What are you looking for My pet?” It was a soft, lilting feminine voice.

“Who are you? Where are you?” he stuttered.

The Black Cat, now in costume after hearing Her intruder, sauntered gracefully toward the startled would-be thief. She had many costumes but the one She had just put on was black form-fitting spandex. The shiny, snug fabric accentuated Her perfect—or should we say purr-fect—body.

Her firm, shapely calves, full hips, slim waist and full large, luscious breasts were visible beneath the spandex. Her nipples were hard and prominent, clearly showing through the tight fitting costume. She wore a pair of glistening smooth black leather boots.  She was indeed a True Super Heroine! . . . all the Heroine any man could ever desire, but much more than any man could ever handle!  The Black Cat slinked ever closer till they nearly touched. He felt himself sweating as Her irresistible exotic feminine scents and perfume weakening his will.

He tried to back away but was blocked by the wall. The Black Cat slowly reached out with Her delicately sexy black-gloved hand and stroked his blushing cheek. Her hand drifted down across his chest till it briefly teased the contents beneath the fabric at his crotch. His member instantly came to life, stifling what little resistance was left in his head. His legs gave way and he fell to the floor, landing on his knees before Her.

For just a moment his head was mere inches from Her sex. There on his knees, the 6’3″ bandit’s head was level with Her glorious pussy. She laughed and stepped back from Her new prisoner.
“Well, My little pet, why did you come here?”

“Please, please lady,” he stuttered, unable to think clearly with Her so near. He looked up at the open safe, then at Her, then back to the safe. “I came to steal the amazing cat’s eye ring but I guess you got it before I had the chance.”
The beauty in the sensual cat suit laughed again. This stupid man on his knees had no idea that Nero and the Black Cat were one and the same.

“Well, My pet, you are right! I am wearing the ring right now,” She said as She waved it before his startled eyes. “You seem, however, to be a pretty fair cat burglar yourself, My little man. You are perhaps a bit clumsy but you could be trained. Would you like to work for Me?”

Now sure that the Black Cat was not going to turn him in to the police, the kneeling thief was regaining some of his composure. ”I’m not your little man. I’m not anyone’s little man! I am Lance Harrington—Master Thief!” He stood up with his 6’3″ frame dwarfing the 5’2 Black Cat. “In fact, I think I’ll take that little bauble from you, my dear, and get out of here. I don’t think there is anything you can do to stop me, my little kitten.”
The Cat tensed Her firmly muscled body and did a back flip away from Harrington. Part karate, part gymnastics, the sensuous move caught him off guard.

Now, just a few feet away, the sexy feline spoke to him again. “I think it is too late for that. Perhaps you don’t know the story of this cat’s eye ring. It once belonged to Cleopatra when She enslaved and entranced Marc Antony and Caesar. It was stolen from Her one night and you remember Her sad story ended with an asp.

“But not the story of the ring. From time to time it has popped up in the hands of powerful Women in history: Marie Antoinette, Guinevere, Mati Hari—all had the ring, gained power, lost the ring and died. The Black Cat intends to keep the ring and the mystical hypnotic powers it holds deep in its eye.”

“Oh yeah, cat bitch, let’s see what you can do to stop me!” he said as he rushed toward Her.
Normally the Black Cat would have used Her martial arts or aerial skills to escape such a large attacker but now She wanted to experiment with the ring. She raised Her black-gloved hand and pointed a closed fist toward Lance, exposing the cat’s stone to his view. A greenish-blue light seemed to emanate from the core of the ring and She directed it straight into his eyes.

Lance was struck by the ray as he was reaching for Her throat. Suddenly he stopped, his face went blank and his arms dropped to his sides. There he stood, transfixed before Her. The Black Cat continued to focus the ray of light into the entranced burglar’s eyes.

“Now, My little man, do you believe the story of the ring? Do you feel your will to resist Me draining away? Do you now feel My power over you growing!”

“Growing,” the thief agreed.
“You feel Me gaining complete control over your mind and body.”
“My mind and body.”
“You are becoming hypnotized by the Black cat!”
“Hypnotized,” he said as he again fell to his knees before the all-powerful Cat Woman.
“Now, My little pet, would you like to work for Me?”
Silently, obediently, he nodded his head.
“Well, shit-for-brains, you had your chance. Now you must show Me,” She said imperiously, “kiss My boots!” She extended
Her 6 inch spiked heel, leather booted foot toward him and he went to all fours and immediately began  kissing her precious boots.  The smell of the leather was so intoxicating and down right sexy!  Though he did not know why he felt this way, neither did he care.

“Very good dear boy now kiss My gloved hand.  Focus on My gloved hand and the cat’s eye ring as you sink deeper and deeper into totally relaxation.  Soooo relaxed you cannot remove your lips from My hand until I tell you to do so.  He obeyed her command……. as a smile of triumph beamed from under the Black Cat’s cowl.
“Now, you must stand up.” She whispered in his ear seductively.

Like a raw (and yet very relaxed) recruit standing before a powerful drill sergeant Lance felt as if he had leapt to attention when in fact he was so weak it took all his effort to stand upright.
“For now on, unless I tell you differently, you should always be naked when in My presence!”

Quickly he removed his clothes and stood naked before her lustfilled eyes.  She reached out and stroked his cheek as his cock rose to its full size.

“Oh . . . I see I do have an effect on you, My hypnotized puppy boy,” She said as Her gloved hand brushed across his body. She rummaged around in a desk drawer in the room looking for just the right tools. Ah yes . . . two forks left over from a carry-out lunch—plastic will do just fine. Again She turned Her attention to Her entranced hypno-slave.

Even in his entranced state…. fearful feelings began to show in his face. Perhaps it was a good idea to be at least a little afraid! She then used the forks to sensuously flick and gently scrape his erect nipples.  He had never known that having his nipples teased in this manner could be so arousing!  Scratch, Scrape, kiss, lick….What was She doing to him?  His head was reeling as if drugged. Deep in his mind he was grateful She hadn’t chosen to be truly cruel to him.  His will was so weak that she could of done just about anything to him here and now!

“You feel so vulnerible and yet so sexy, so horny don’t you My little hypno-slut?” “Ohh burglar baby…….show Me your fanny” she cooed.

Immediately he fell to the floor, head on the carpet and his ass raised high up in the air. The Fabulous Feline unclipped the buckle on Her black leather utility belt and doubled it over in Her hands.

Thwak!
Slap!
Pow!
He felt a slight tingle and sting but for some reason his cock and his ass did not mind these sensations at all.
She lashed his ass with the soft leather strap and with just the right touch, time and time again.

Zap!
Slap!
Zing!

The belt whooshed  through the air, each erotic whack raising a perfect little red welt. “You, feel pleasure when I touch you and tease you with leather.  You love the feeling of leather against your bare flesh.  You feel no pain, only pleasure.  The kiss of the leather feels like My warm lips and My moist tongue on your eager body.”

“Oh you naughty, hypnotized little man, you aren’t thanking Me.”
She walked around to face him and held her gloved hand and the mind manipulating ring up to his glazed eyes.

“Thank You Ms. Nero.”

“You cannot resist.  You must turn yourself over to Me as you stare into the cat’s eye!”

“Oh yes, thank You, yes.”

“You are doing so well.  Allow yourself to focus only on My voice and My hypnotic ring.”
“Oh Thank You, most kind and noble Ms. Nero.”

Again and again and again, the Black Cat used her hands to stroke the shaft of Her horny and hot hypnotized boy-toy.  She rubbed her breasts against his bare chest and squeezed the cheeks of his ass with her gloved hands as she continued to speak into his ear.  The cadence of her velvety voice lulling him into a deeper and deeper trance.  She was indeed an expert in the gloriously erotic,sensual and tantalizing torture of trance induction and sexual seduction.

He was feeling indeed grateful for the lesson he was receiving from such a beautiful and superior incredibly sexy Female. He knew he was going to get what he deserved (which was whatever She desired!)  He felt pleasure and an odd sense of relief each time She teased him with Her breasts, Her, gloved hands, Her leather belt which was now between his legs, lightly touching his full aching balls.  His cock stood at attention as the sensuous closeness of the Black Cat affected him so deeply he was completely full of desire for Her . . . his only real thoughts were of his compelling need to please Her.
Once again the costumed Heroine rummaged through a desk drawer looking for just the right tool.
And again She found just what She was looking for. It was a pair of silk stockings that had been disgarded after She had accidently snagged the fabric while wearing them the other day.

Without a moment’s hesitation she skillfully, almost lovingly tied the slik stockings around the base of his throbbing cock. she smiled at him and stared deeply into his eyes as she said…“Now stroke for Me, My stud puppet.”
He wrapped his hand around his cock and then first slowly —yet with an ever-increasing pace — he stroked his (or was it Hers?) hard, hot cock. Each stroke felt incredibly satisfying to his engorged cock.

As he continued, She teased his nipples with Her gloved hands and whispered into his ear, Her hot breath exciting him even more. he had never experienced such an erotic experience in his life, his body tingled from the top of his head to the tip of his toes as this magnificent Woman was kind enough to touch his weak and helpless body as he stroked on and on and on.

She softly said, “you love being My hypnotized sex puppet.” “You will do My bidding—whatever it may be—as long as I desire it, My pet. Just keep jerking . . . keep stroking . . . that’s a good little slut.
As he stroked, sweat and groaned he heard every word his Mind Mistress whispered into his ear.
She continued, “you are mine . . . your body . . . your mind . . . yes, even your sexual energy.  You will steal what I tell you to steal. you will live only to serve Me, your beautiful, powerful Hypnotic Goddess.” All he could articulate was “yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . .”  Feelings of sexual surrender washed over him.  “Never again will you try to resist the power of the cat’s eye . . . My power.”
“Yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . yes . . . .”
“Now you are to finish, My mind-fucked little puppy.”
“Ahhhhhh-h-h . . . ,” was the sound escaping from his lips. Obediently he shot his load of hot cum and collapsed onto the floor.

The Black Cat leaned over the prostrate body of the burglar and gently stroked her pussy while she smiled down at him. Then She whispered into his ear a command that the magic of the cat’s eye ring would not let him refuse: “

Slowly he repositioned himself.  He had been hypnotized, enraptured, his mind was spinning, his cock was wilting but he could not refuse Her.

As he looked up, he was awe struck. She was naked. At some point, in just those brief moments, as if in the wink of an eye……….She had taken off Her cat suit. Her perfect lush body was before him in all its magnificent glory. Her long luxurious hair fell to Her shoulders. Her full, firm breasts hung free. Closer and closer She came to him until She was just above his face. Then She………..

Like all good comic books….. to be continued!…….

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