Day 10: Catwoman's Last Heist [Fandom][]

Keywords: Theft / Lure
Main Theme: Pet Play
Triggers: ****, ****
POV: 1st person; male

Content Warning: ****, ****

Here here kitty kitty. I thought to myself as I saw the expert thief herself sneak through the corridor filled with motion detectors with the grace of a persian on the runway. Clad in a black matter jumpsuit that covered her from head to toes. She was sneaking undetected towards the presentation room where the Star of Gotham lie. A lure for a greedy cat burglar.

Getting her to agree to steal it was the easy part. Trapping her inside - well that was harder. She already passed several traps she shouldn't have passed. I provided her with the security blueprint. Incomplete one. She should have triggered at least one extra trap by now. But her cat-like instincts let her avoid each and every one so far.

Dammit.

I watched as her silhouette emerged from the shadows, once again avoiding a trap I ordered from the doctor. Her skin tight suit accentuating every single curve of her nimble, athletic body. I was salivating just from the sight. The camel toe she was sporting certainly didn't help, neither did the small outlines of her rock hard nipples that popped out the moment she got a jewel in her sight.

Seeing how the next trap failed I started to suspect I might have been betrayed. Doctor Trap must have sold me out. No problem. I knew this might happen. That's why the last trap I set myself, and triggered myself as well.

She did manage to reach the diamond necklace. Her senses warned her again, but even her almost unhuman speed and agility couldn't help her when the doors to the chamber closed and room filled itself with gas...

I wasn't taking any chances. Every time I fucked my favourite kitty I took every precaution. The room I designed was guarded by two men, each with tasers, standing on the opposite sides of the corridor. I never took anything with me. Always entered the chamber naked. Nothing she could use against me.

I honestly loved to see her try, and sometimes I wondered if in the end she won't manage to escape and kill me in the process. Oh I was sure she'd kill me in the process. She told me multiple times she will. My heart was beating like a drum from excitement. It was like riding a tiger. Every wrong move could lead to doom.

I walked into a room and closed the door. I put the cat food on the table for now. It was really a human food of course. But the presentation and the way it was served - in a bowl on the floor - made it cat food in my mind.

I opened the cage and let her out. Still wearing her favourite catsuit. It did get modified a bit though. On her ass there was an open slit exposing both her ass and pussy to the world. Her feet were **** en-pointe by the leather ballet shoes. Her hands bound in leather mittens. Of course she could stand in those shoes, at least she could if not for extra harness that only allowed her to extend her legs 90 degrees maximum.

"fuuuxxzzz" she tried cursing me, but her collar shocked her in response. Sometimes I'd allow her to speak, sometimes not, she never knew, but she always tried. Even if trying resulted in her pissing herself and squirming from pain on the floor half of the time.

"Oh, naughty kitty. And I brought you food... should I just take it away?" I cooed.

She shot daggers at me with her eyes, still with wet from tears from electric shock. "Niaaa" she mewed in the end.

She was hungry. I knew. I put the bowl on the floor and watched her eat. Her ass sticking up in the air, her head to the ground. Ready to be fucked.

And that's what I did. Without waiting for her to finish I kneeled behind her and unceremoniously shoved my rock hard dick into that cat's pussy. She complained - of course - but it's not like she could do much to stop me. **** to stop eating she rose up on her hands and started fighting back.

Have you ever fucked a wild animal? She was certainly fighting like one. That's one thing I really liked about her. Every single fuck felt like a **** it was. She fought every time as hard as she could. Despite the restraints she was nimble and most of the time she'd win. Where winning was making me come outside of her womb. Loosing was never fun, but I didn't take it personally of course. Instead I'd hit the gym and try harder next time.

This time I won. After wrestling with her for almost half an hour. After getting punched, kicked and bitten. After finally pushing her to the ground and sticking my dick into her cunt one more time - I felt my dick explode with sperm. It flowed directly into her womb from my abused balls (yes she did get few hits there).

As mentioned it was quite rare for me to win, so I started to get suspicious, did she let me? What is her plan now? I backed up and admired her. My cum oozing from her cunt slowly. Her brown short hair in a complete mess. Her diamond studded collar shimmering in the artificial light of the room. She was breathing heavily. Her chest raising up and down. Heaving in anger.

I let her finish eating before I grabbed her by the collar and **** her back into a cage. The lock was magnetic and time restricted. She won't be able to open it for next 22 hours no matter what.

As the doors closed behind me I wondered if that was the one that did it. Did I manage to impregnate a cat-woman today? According to the period tracking app she was ovulating today.

Hopefully yes. But if not ... there's always tomorrow.