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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Enjoy.
With a name like Kat and a grandfather who was a long-time professional burglar, it should be no surprise what kind of work the young woman landed at. She was good, there was no doubt of that. So good, that not only had she never been caught, a lot of people had no idea she had even stole from them. That was partly due to her way of stealing a few small items to hock, things that wouldn't be missed as much as big jewels. Another reason was due to the unique object she had purloined in her first robbery, one that she kept with her at all times.
She slipped through the house with ease, dressed in a tight black outfit that showed off the smooth curves of her body and the pert outlines of her breasts. A hood covered her short black hair. She had easily disabled the security system and was taking her time going through the house, trying to find those certain items that met her unique criteria. Actually, she really didn't care that much about the money. It was the thrill of it all that drew her to do this again and again.
She was passing through the living room when the patio door opened and Elisabeth Shue walked through, wearing a pale dress, her curly blond hair nicely combed. She stopped and stared in amazement at Kat. Kat cursed to herself. She had expected Elisabeth to return via the garage, giving her enough warning to escape. Luckily, she had a plan prepared for just this sort of emergency.
"Who the fuck are " Before Elisabeth could get the entire sentence out, Kat reached into a small pouch on her outfit and pulled out a circular device. She aimed it at Elisabeth and hit a button. A beam of light shot out and engulfed Elisabeth's entire face.
Her features went slack and she slumped against the wall as the beam's power overcame her. Her keys fell from limp fingers and jangled on the floor.
Kat smiled as she put the disk back. This experimental beam she had hooked from the laboratory had saved her hide more than once. Now, in addition to jewels, she could enjoy something else from the actress.
"Elisabeth, is anyone coming? Are you expecting anyone?"
Elisabeth shook her head. "No," she said in a soft monotone.
"Good. Now, you are my slave, Elisabeth. You must obey me and my instructions. You must call me Mistress Kat."
"I am your slave. I must obey you and all your instructions, Mistress Kat."
"Good. Strip, slave. All the way down." Elisabeth slowly pulled her dress down, revealing black underwear. She unsnapped her bra, freeing her breasts, which were slightly bigger than Kat's. She slid her panties down her legs and stood naked, waiting for her next command.
Kat sat back on a comfy chair in the living room. "Fall to your knees and crawl to me, slave."
"Yes, Mistress Kat." Kat watched the entranced blonde scurry over to her seat. Kat reached out a slim, leather-covered leg, topped by a boot. "Lick my boot, slave. And rub my leg while you do it. Lick it down and I may reward you."
"Yes, Mistress Kat," Elisabeth said before taking the boot in her hands and bringing it to her mouth. She reached out with her tongue and caressed the toe. Her tongue lapped at the toe, then worked its way around the foot, licking at the thin fabric covering Kat's foot. Kat leaned back and moaned, her hands diving into her pants. Having her foot licked turned her on more than anything. She worked her fingers into herself and began to masturbate with ferocity as Elisabeth's tongue worked its way around her foot, her hands sliding up and down the slim leg, pinching a bit at the thigh. Kat moaned again as she dug into herself, hitting paydirt as Elisabeth took the entire tip of the boot into her mouth.
Taking out her cum-drenched fingers, Kat ordered Elisabeth to her knees. She then got onto her back and slid underneath Elisabeth, her face right under the blond-haired pussy. She reached up and began to lick at it, her tongue lapping at the sweet passage. Her hands slid up Elisabeth's body, squeezing her breasts. Kat pinched the nipples as Elisabeth moaned softly and let her Mistress Kat do her work. This was better than she had hoped or dreamed, the wonderful gratification of being rewarded by her Mistress. Kat's grip on her breasts tightened as Elisabeth came, her juices falling onto the burglar's mouth.
Kat swiftly got Elisabeth dressed. She then had the actress go through and give her several pieces of fine jewelry of little sentimental value. Elisabeth would remember nothing when Kat left and would think of the missing jewels as "charity donations."
Leaving the hypnotized actress to awake, Kat congratulated herself on another fine job. Although gratifying, she did wish she had more time to do things properly. It was a pain on her dry cleaning.
THE END
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