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Intro:
\nThis is not a real story. It is a comic book story located in a setting far away from the Marvel Universe or DC Earth II. It is set in M (Marquesa\u2019s) World.
\nThe Heroine of this piece is \u201cThe Black Cat,\u201d a beautiful blond crime fighter. She is a thief. She is a liar. She is cunning, powerful, beautiful and devious. She dresses in skin-tight black sexy vinyl, a shapely shadow that stalks the streets of the \u201cM\u201d World for sexual prey.<\/p>\n
High above the darkened street on the roof top of the Feline Building, a burglar was breaking into the luxurious offices of T.I. Gress, the mysterious lady owner and CEO of Feline Industries.
\nLuckily for Her\u2014and most definitely not for him\u2014T.I. had forgotten a package in Her office and had returned late in the night to pick it up. Little did he know that he had chosen the offices of the Black Cat. Her daytime alter ego was, in fact, T.I. Gress, the wealthy entrepreneur and owner of Feline Industries.
\nThe burglar had chosen Gress\u2019 office after he had seen Her photo in the society page of the newspaper showing off the cat\u2019s eye ring that She had just purchased. The paper had said the ring was purported to have magical powers and had been found in a tomb in Egypt 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.
\nFrom 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 \u201cT.I. Gress\u201d he\u00a0 carefully looked around the office. Closed circuit security cameras were recording the robbery from multiple angles but his dark ski mask hid his face.
\nHe 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.
\n\u201cWas this a trap!?\u201d
\nSuddenly a voice came from behind him. \u201cWell, well. What have we here? A clumsy burglar? What are you looking for My pet?\u201d It was a soft, lilting feminine voice.
\n\u201cWho are you? Where are you?\u201d he stuttered.
\nThe 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\u2014or should we say purr-fect\u2014body.
\nHer firm, shapely calves, full hips, slim waist and full large firm 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.
\nShe was indeed a True Super Heroine! . . . all the Heroine any man could ever desire, but much more than any man could ever handle!
\nThe Black Cat slinked ever closer till they nearly touched. He felt himself sweating with Her irresistible exotic feminine scents and perfume weakening his will.
\nHe 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 cock 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.
\nFor just a moment his head was mere inches from Her sex. There on his knees, the 6’3″ bandit\u2019s head was level with Her pussy. She laughed and stepped back from Her new prisoner.
\n\u201cWell, My little pet, why did you come here?\u201d
\n\u201cPlease, please lady,\u201d 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. \u201cI came to steal T.I. Gress\u2019 new cat\u2019s eye ring but I guess you got it before I had the chance Black Cat.\u201d
\nThe blond in the sensual cat suit laughed again. The stupid man on his knees had no idea that Gress and the Black Cat were one and the same.
\n\u201cWell, My pet, you are right! I am wearing the ring right now,\u201d She said as She waved in before his startled eyes. \u201cYou 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?\u201d
\nNow sure that the Black Cat was not going to turn him in to the police, the kneeling thief was regaining some of his composure. \u201dI\u2019m not your little man. I\u2019m not anyone\u2019s little man! I am Lance Harrington\u2014Master Thief!\u201d He stood up with his 6’3″ frame dwarfing the 5′ Black Cat. \u201cIn fact, I think I\u2019ll take that little bauble from you, my dear, and get out of here. I don\u2019t think there is anything you can do to stop me, my little kitten.\u201d
\nThe 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.
\nNow, a few feet away, the sexy feline spoke to him again. \u201cI think it is too late for that. Perhaps you don\u2019t know the story of this cat\u2019s 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.
\n\u201cBut 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, Mata Hari\u2014all had the ring, gained power, lost the ring and died. The Black Cat intends to keep the ring and the mystical power it holds deep in its eye.\u201d
\n\u201cOh yeah, cat bitch, let\u2019s see what you can do to stop me!\u201d he said as he rushed toward Her.
\nNormally 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\u2019s 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.
\nLance 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\u2019s eyes.
\n\u201cNow, My little man, do you believe the story of the ring? Do you feel your will to resist Me draining away? And you feel My power over you growing!\u201d
\n\u201cGrowing,\u201d the thief agreed.
\n\u201cYou feel Me gaining complete control over your mind and body.\u201d
\n\u201cMy mind and body.\u201d
\n\u201cYou are becoming a slave to the Black cat!\u201d
\n\u201cslave,\u201d he said as he again fell to his knees before the all-powerful Cat Woman.
\n\u201cNow, My little pet, would you like to work for Me?\u201d
\nSilently, obediently, he nodded his head.
\n\u201cWell, shit-for-brains, you had your chance. Now you must show Me,\u201d She said imperiously, \u201cclean My boots!\u201d She extended Her leather booted foot toward him and he went to all fours and immediately began licking and kissing her precious boots.
\n\u201cThe bottoms are dirty too,\u201d She said as She turned Her foot to expose the underside, pressing the leather sole to his face. he licked lavishly, cleaning the dirty bottom of Her boot as a smile of triumph beamed from under the Black Cat\u2019s cowl.
\n\u201cStand up!\u201d She commanded.
\nLike a raw recruit standing before a nasty drill sergeant lance leapt to attention.
\n\u201cUnless your Mistress tells you differently, you should always be naked when in My presence!\u201d
\nQuickly he removed his clothes and stood naked before his new Owner. She reached out and stroked his cheek as his cock rose to full erection.
\n\u201cOh . . . I see I do have an effect on you, slave boy,\u201d She said as Her gloved hand brushed across his hot, rock-hard cock. 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\u2014plastic, but sturdy. Again She turned Her attention to Her entranced slave.
\nEven in his entranced state fear began to show in his face. It was a good idea to be afraid! She used the forks to scrape his balls (or scrotum). One. Two. First with Her left hand, then with Her right. Scratch. Cut. Scrape. Deep in his mind he was grateful She hadn\u2019t found knives as squeals of Her laughter filled the room.
\n\u201cNow,\u201d She commanded, \u201cshow Me your fanny!\u201d
\nImmediately 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.
\nThwak!
\nSlap!
\nPow!
\nShe lashed his ass time and again with the black leather strap.
\nZap!
\nSlap!
\nZing!
\nThe belt whistled through the air, each hit raising a perfect red welt.
\n\u201cOh you naughty slave boy, you aren\u2019t thanking Me.\u201d
\nSlap!
\n\u201cThank You Mistress.\u201d
\nPow!
\n\u201cThank You Mistress.\u201d
\nThwak!
\n\u201cOh Thank You, most kind and noble Mistress.\u201d
\nAgain and again and again, the Black Cat whipped Her lucky, obedient slave. Never once did She cut his skin or bring blood, but each stroke of the black leather belt raised yet another painful stripe. She was indeed an expert in the gloriously erotic and sensual torture of the leather strap. The sensuous pain felt so good to him as the belt made contact with his raw ass.
\nThwak!
\n\u201cThank You!\u201d
\nSlap!
\n\u201cThank You!\u201d
\nThwak!
\n\u201cThank You!\u201d
\nThe slave was indeed grateful for the lesson he was receiving from such a beautiful and superior Female. he knew he was getting what he deserved and he felt pleasure and an odd sense of relief each time the leather belt made contact with his reddening ass.
\nOkay, My pet, let\u2019s see you stand up again,\u201d She said.
\nAs ordered, harrington struggled to his feet, his cock still as erect and hard as ever\u2014he obviously didn\u2019t need viagra to get an erection in the presence of this glorious Female! Even through the pain the sensuous closeness of the Black Cat so affected him that he was completely full of desire for Her . . . his only real thoughts were of his desire to please Her.
\nOnce again the costumed Heroine rummaged through a desk drawer looking for just the right tool.
\nAnd again She found just what She was looking for. It was a pair of rough leather work gloves\u2014black, like Her costume.
\n\u201cPut these on, My pet!\u201d She commanded.
\nWithout a moment\u2019s hesitation the entranced, grateful slave obeyed his Mistress\u2019 command.
\n\u201cNow stroke it for Me,\u201d She said.
\nHe wrapped his hand around his cock, his column of joy and then first slowly and with an ever-increasing pace he stroked his (or was it Hers?) hard, hot erection. Each stroke reddened his engorged stick, making it more and more raw. But this pain was now, of course, a great pleasure to our lowly creature . . . the lowly slut slave who only lived to bring happiness to his most glorious Mistress.
\nAs he jacked off, 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 worthless body as he stroked away on the useless thing sticking out from between his legs.
\n\u201cKeep pulling on that useless little thing, My slave,\u201d She said. \u201cyou love being My slave. you will do My bidding\u2014whatever it may be\u2014as long as I desire it, My pet. Just keep pulling . . . keep stroking . . . that\u2019s a good little slut slave.
\nThe slave was sweating and groaning but he heard every word his Mistress whispered into his ear.
\nShe continued, \u201cyou are mine . . . your body . . . your mind . . . yes, even your soul. you will steal what I tell you to steal. you will live only to serve Me, your beautiful, powerful blonde Goddess.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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