“It has taken a lot of hard work, but it’s definitely been worth the effort.” Alicia let out a contended sigh as she gazed upon the boutique she was recently appointed the manager of. 
 Various customers were browsing the collection of formal and business wear the shop had to offer. The cat girl herself was rocking a simple black dress and a white silk scarf with a red rose pattern from that very collection. 
 She briefly mused about the times before her promotion, on how she used to be a part-time burglar to make ends meet during her time in college and her climb up the corporate ladder. 
 It were exciting times, yes, but perhaps it was better to have a “legit” job, at least for a while. 
 All the breaking & entering and harassing the occasional cute home-owner doesn’t make you much friends in law enforcement.

 Eventually, the nostalgia trip was interrupted by the distinct sound of girls chatting. 
 Alicia looked in the direction of the ruckus and indeed saw two young ladies who both seemed to be in their very early twenties: a doe with chestnut hair, clad in a dark skirt and plain white blouse and a dark-haired white rabbit wearing a grey woollen jacket and brightly coloured leggings.
 “Oh, come mon, Susan!”, the rabbit asked the doe, “surely you’ve watched some cartoons when you we’re little?”
“Yeah, yeah. Of course I did, Jude.” The doe-apparently-called-Susan replied absent-mindedly. She seemed to have more the interest in the business jackets  hanging on the racks.
“You know which one was my favourite?”, Jude the rabbit piped up again, The Perils of Penelope Pitstop. Y’know, with the blonde girl that kept getting  captured and tied up by this masked creep?”
 “Eeh, yes, sure, I watched that one. Probably. I think.” The doe stammered and quickly turned back to the jackets she had already checked half a dozen times. 
 Unless Alicia’s eyes were deceiving her, this Susan girl seemed to have gone from disinterested to extremely nervous at the drop of a hat. Could it be…?
 Jude continued all the same. “Just all the creative predicaments they put her into. So exiting! They don’t make ‘em like that anymore. Hey, wouldn’t it be fun to be the damsel in distress for once and have some handsome hero rescue you?”
 No, the cat’s eyes were sharp as ever. Even though Susan had her back turned towards her, everyone in the store could’ve seen the poor girl’s face turning a bright shade of red.

 Alicia decided it was time to intervene. “Can I be of any assistance, ladies?”, she politely asked as she approached the duo.
 “Ah, eh… no! I-in fact, I just found exactly w-what I was l-looking for!”, the doe nervously stuttered as she hurriedly grabbed one of the jackets and stumbled her way towards the register, not even bothering to try the garment on.
 Jude thanked Alicia and hurried after her friend, puzzled and confused about why Susan was suddenly acting so fidgety. Was it something she said?
 Alicia, however, knew better. In the brief moment her and Susan’s eyes met, she saw a distinctive look on her face. She recognised that look from her burglary days.
 The doe hadn’t just gotten uncomfortable with her friend talking about people getting tied up and damsels in distress, she was positively aroused by it and simply was too confused by the feeling to realise it.

 Alicia watched the two friends leave the boutique, she herself sunken in deep thought.
 This Susan girl could definitely use some help in admitting she has a bondage kink.  It would be of no use to anyone if she kept herself in denial.  In fact, Alicia could be that help.
 She definitely had plenty of experience of sneaking into people’s homes and dealing with the owners should they still be there.
 The cat-burglar had come to enjoy those moments immensely. If the circumstances allowed it, she would take some time to secure her victim a bit better and play with them for a while.
 Guy or gal didn’t really matter to her, as long as they were cute.

She could easily go out one of these nights and teach the young doe the wonders of bondage.
It would be Alicia’s first burglary in months, as well as her first one that put pleasure before profit.
 “I’d have to invest a small fortune in ropes, though.”, the feline thought to herself. “Maybe some toys too, I can’t cut corners if I am to convince this Susan girl. Ah, what the hell, if she turns out to be a disappointment, I can easily relieve her of some valuables as compensation.” 
The former thief smiled to herself in anticipation.

 Alicia spent the rest of the afternoon debating with herself whether she should follow through with her plans or not, and if so, what predicament she’d put Susan in.
 Eventually, evening fell and it was time to close up the store.
 As the cat drove back home, she made up her mind: she definitely was going to make a surprise visit to the pretty young doe, she’d only need to find out where she lived, buy supplies and figure out when she’d be home alone: the ideal moment to make her move.
 Susan wouldn’t have a clue as to what was in store for her.

TWO WEEKS LATER…

 Alicia was driving through the city, happily humming along with the radio.
 Tonight was the big night, and she could not have chosen a more beautiful evening to pay sweet, innocent, unsuspecting Susan a visit.
 The devious cat recapped and double checked her preparations in her head.
 Susan’s address was easily found by digging though the computer in the boutique, pulling up the corresponding credit card data and work from there. Alicia was just as stealthy in the digital world as she was in real life and soon enough, she had found all the information she needed.
 Susan Moore, a 21 year old business & management student, living with her roommate in their own private apartment. Probably has wealthy parents.
 A little reconnaissance taught Alicia that the roommate in question, the very same rabbit she saw in the store the other day, went to an art club of some sort every Thursday evening at 7 and did not return until at least 1 AM, granting the burglar plenty of hours with her soon-to-be victim.

 At last she arrived at her destination, just in time to see the rabbit-girl leave the apartment building. 
 The feline parked her car, took a large gym bag (full of rope, fabric and many other wonderful toys) out of her trunk and made her way up the stairs.
 She was trembling with excitement. If Susan would only enjoy her plans half as much as Alicia did thinking of them right now, the evening would be a tremendous success.
 “Ah, number 122. We have arrived.” Alicia smirked to herself as she deftly picked the lock and let herself into the apartment.
 The fun was about to begin…
 
“Wha-hmmmph!” Susan yelped as a strange figure suddenly grabbed her from behind.
 She had just stepped out the bathroom, wearing nothing but a slightly too large cotton t-shirt and a pair of pink silk panties when Alicia pounced her, swiftly pinning her arms behind her back and clamping a paw over the doe’s mouth.
 “Shhhhh… Easy now, sweetie.” In any other circumstance, Alicia’s tone would’ve been considered motherly. “I don’t want to hurt you. I just want to teach you about something wonderful, something you are already curious about, but were too afraid to look into. I promise that if you relax and do exactly as I tell you, you will come to enjoy this evening immensely, maybe even just as much as I will. Now, promise me that you won’t yell and I’ll let you go, okay?”
“Mm-hmm…” Susan nodded and, as promised, was released from the cat-burglar’s grasp.
“Good girl. Now, would you be so kind as to quietly sit down on the sofa? I just need to grab a few things from my bag so we can get started. Oh, and please take your panties off, we need that area free.”
 Susan instinctively followed the intruder’s instructions, quivering both in fear and in anticipation as the trespasser returned with a few lengths of rope and two large pieces of fabric.

Alicia quick pulled Susan’s arms behind her back, bending them at a 90-degree angle and securing them with a few tight loops of rope around her underarms. 
 Her hands were now sticking out from behind both sides her back, barely any use in trying to pick at the knots.
 Then she crossed her legs and wrapped her ankles together with a second length of rope, thus forcing the doe-girl into a lotus position.
 The cat kneeled in front of Susan, smirking as she folded a huge square of fabric into a tight wad.
 “Aah! S-stop, please!” the doe pleaded. “Before you continue, p-please tell me. W-who are you?”
 “You can call me Alicia. And here I have one of my finest cotton scarves. Open wide!”
 “N-no! Let me g-MMMmmmphh!” The business student protested as Alicia carefully worked the wad of soft cotton into her mouth.
 She had barely recovered from the shock when her captor had already folded a second scarf into a band with a large knot in the middle and pulled it tightly between her lips, pushing the stuffing in even further. “Mm-mmmph!!”
“There,” Alicia said as she admired her handiwork, “that should keep you quiet for a while. Now, sit tight while I get more rope. We’ve barely even started!”

 In the next half hour, Alicia took her sweet time wrapping Susan in a snug, spider web-like rope harness, looping around her chest and upper arms in a diamond pattern. 
 She also passed ropes between her chest and upper arms, securely pinning them to her sides, as well as tying her wrists to the harness, forcing them even tighter against her back .
 Poor Susan could only moan or let out the occasional muffled protest as her chances of escape lessened with each passing minute, finding that struggling against the ropes only made them tighter, giving her boobs a good squeeze.
When she reached her crotch area, however, Alicia suddenly stopped and left the end of the ropes hanging. “Hmm, that should do for now. Thank you for being so cooperative, darling. I really appreciate it. Now, let me silence you a bit further, then the real fun can begin.”

To Susan’s horror (and yet, a bit of excitement as well), Alicia returned with her arms full: A roll of bandages, Susan’s own worn panties and a silk scarf.
“Hmmph hmm hmff mmmm!” Pleas for mercy were silenced by the thick wad of cotton in her mouth and soon, they’d be even less audible, as Alicia picked up the worn pair of panties, and tightly pulled them over their owner’s head, ignoring the angry mumblings.
 Next, she grabbed the roll of bandages and peeled of one end. “Here, this should keep that lovely underwear nice and snug.”
“Mmmff! Nmmmh!” The captive doe pleaded, to no avail.
 After wrapping the bandages over Susan’s mouth at least half a dozen times, Alicia finished up by pulling the last few wraps around Ms. Moore’s muzzle, tightly binding her jaws together, safely securing the panty hood and silencing her even more.
 Lastly, she pulled a small blue, polka-dotted silk scarf over her mouth and nose, tying it off at the back of her head, before finally stepping back and admiring the end result.
 “Oh, you look so lovely like that, my dear Susan. And I’m sure that, deep down, you like it too.”
 “Mmmmff?” ‘Dear Susan’ was surprised at how little noise she could make like this. Various emotions ran through her head as Alicia once again searched through her gym bag: fear, excitement, confusion, arousal, worry… She had no idea what to think of all this anymore.
 The voice of her captor abruptly snapped her back to reality. “Now that you are comfortably seated, how about we get to the main course, hmm?”

This time, Alicia was holding two clothespins and what seemed to be a large pink rubber butterfly with straps attached to its wings. 
 Susan needed little time to guess where that little gizmo was supposed to go. The thought of it filled her equal measures of horror and excitement.
 “Right, let’s give these puppies some love first.” Alicia smirked as she poked Susan’s nipples, which had become quite erect. 
 “Mm-mmm!” The poor doe struggled as her assailant pulled her t-shirt tightly over her breast and slowly brought one of the clothespins towards her. 
 “Mmmmhh!” The pin clamping down on her exposed nipple sent a sharp jolt of both pain and pleasure from her breast down her spine. 
 “Mmm-hmm! Mmmff!” The second pin had the same effect, if not worse.
  Susan tried to take deep breaths to recover from the assault on her mammaries. Sadly, the heaving of her chest as she gasped for air only caused the rope harness to give said mammaries another few good squeezes.
 A spark of fear ignited in her mind when she suddenly remembered that her captor still hadn’t used that butterfly-shaped device, and her fears were immediately confirmed as she looked up to see Alicia holding the straps in both hands, the most devious smile plastered on the cat’s face.

Susan trashed about on the couch as Alicia tried to strap the butterfly vibrator in place.
 “Mmmhhmmm! Mmmph! Hmm-mfff! Mmmmmm!” “Oh hush, now.” Alicia reprimanded her as if she were a disobedient child. “You’re only making this harder on yourself.”
 Just as the captive doe thought her captor was done, Alicia grabbed the free ends of rope dangling from Susan’s waist, yanked them between her legs, pulling them against the butterfly device and tying them to her wrists.
 Now, each time the tied-up doe struggled, she’d give the toy a firm tug against her crotch, giving her a pleasant tingling sensation that would send shivers down her spine.
 The kinky kitty huddled up on the sofa next to her bound subject, stroking her hair with a genuinely warm smile on her face. “How about we take a break from or hard work for a few hours? I think we’ve deserved ourselves some quality time, haven’t we, honey? “

 It was almost ten o’clock now. The cat-burglar cradled the fruits of her labour, slowly and passionately caressing the sensitive areas of her victim, enjoying the soft moans and whimpers as she squirmed in her ropes. “See, sweetie? Didn’t I tell you that you would love it?”
 “Mmmmfff…” Susan moaned as the feline gave the clothespins clamped on her nipples a gentle tug.
 “But I’m afraid I’ll have to leave you soon. I have to be at work tomorrow and I just can’t afford to show up all late and tired.” Alicia sighed as she got up from the sofa, and planted a loving, tender kiss on the heavily gagged lips of her plaything. “Now of course, I just wouldn’t be a good houseguest if I didn’t leave you with a parting gift.”
 The thief smiled from ear to ear as she grabbed a remote and turned the dial up to maximum.

“Mmmmmhhh! Hmmmmmm! Mmmm-mmmmffff!!” Susan squealed into her gag as the toy between her legs aggressively buzzed to life, sending waves of delight through her body.
 Her struggling only made matters worse, however, as they caused the rope harness wrapped around her torso to tug at her boobs and crotch, only stimulating her further.
 “Goodbye now, darling.” Alicia blew a kiss at her captive from the hall of the apartment. “I’ve had a tremendous evening tonight and I’m sure you did, too. Now, you just enjoy yourself, your roommate will turn up eventually to untie you. Bye-bye, sweetie!”
 And with those words, the kinky cat turned out the lights and closed the door, leaving Susan alone with her predicament.

 Panic raced through Susan’s mind. It could take hours for Jude to come home and help her!
 She struggled frantically against her bindings, but it only caused the rope harness to squeeze her clamped breasts and tug at the buzzing butterfly vibrator.
 “Mmmph! Hmmm! Mmmmmm! Mm-mmm! Mmmmh!!” Her cries for help were severely muffled by the thick layers of cloth and her ragged breaths were met with the smell of her own worn panties pulled snugly over her face.
 She had never been so terrified, and yet, she couldn’t help but hear that little inner voice gnawing at the back of her mind: “C’mon, Susan! Just give in! You know you’re secretly enjoying this situation, you simply have to let it happen! Jude will show up eventually to rescue you, you might as well get all the pleasure you can get before she does, right?”
 Exhausted by the constant wriggling and writhing against her bonds, the young, innocent doe decided that maybe, just maybe, her instincts were right.
She lay back down in the sofa, taking a deep breath and relaxed her aching, tightly bound body.
 “Mmmmmmfff…” Just a few seconds later, she let out a muffled moan of pleasure as the first of many orgasms hit…

A FEW HOURS LATER…

 Susan was sitting on the couch, dressed in a cozy pink bathrobe and clasping a much deserved, piping hot mug of tea as Jude cleaned up the mess around her.
 She was still shivering from the whole ordeal and was desperately trying to wrap her head around the events of that had just unfolded.
 The doe thought back at the moment she heard Jude slide the key into the door lock, snapping her out of her blissful trance and replacing it with the a light panic. She couldn’t have her roommate see her like this! But in the past four hours, she had learned that she wasn’t getting out of her binds on her own, so she simply resigned herself to her fate and braced for Jude’s inevitable shriek of surprise… 
 Which turned out to be not nearly as uncomfortable as the ten minutes the rabbit spent awkwardly dancing around the couch, not knowing where to start untying her friend. 
 “Ohmygosh, Susan! What happened!? Are you okay!? Who did this to you!? Are they still here!? Did they hurt you!?” Sweet as the lapin’s concern was, Susan couldn’t help but roll her eyes that at the fact that her roommate completely failed to grasp the point that she couldn’t provide a single answer to any of those questions in her current state.
 Eventually, Jude decided to start by removing the doe’s crotchrope and the accompanying toy first, then untied her crossed legs and subsequently worked her way up from there.
 The fingers of an art student are swift, and within less than 20 minutes, the concerned bunny had picked apart Susan’s rope harness, the bindings around her arms and her gag.
 “I’m okay. I… I just need some time to think, o-okay?” Susan answered her the worried look on her best friend’s face.
 Jude, ever the understanding type, provided the visibly shaken doe with her bathrobe and mug of tea and silently went on to gather the scattered ropes and cloth from the floor of their living room.
 Meanwhile, Susan pondered the incident. “Whoever that cat was, she somehow knew that she herself would enjoy being tied up. How? Why?” Somehow, this mattered little to the doe, as a bigger question burned on her mind. 
 She took a large gulp from her tea and let out a deep sigh, excited fantasies zipping through her mind.  “I don’t care who she was or why she did to me what she did. I just… I have to know more. No, I NEED to know more…”

 Alicia let out a satisfied sigh as she lay down on her sofa, enjoying a moment to herself after  having just finished a relaxing hot shower, clad in nothing but a large towel wrapped around her torso and a second, smaller towel wrapped around her hair.
 The feline burglar sipped on a much deserved glass of red wine as she reflected on the events that had transpired the past evening.
 “I could definitely make a hobby out of this.” She mused to herself “Going around, tying up suspected bondage fans for fun, stealing from the ones that prove themselves to be a bore. Who knows? Maybe I can awaken a few dormant perverts as well.”
 A grin that would make the Cheshire Cat jealous formed around the kinky thief’s lips.
 “I’ve taken so much in the past few years, perhaps it’s time to give something back."  Alicia took another sip of her wine, letting her new direction in life sink in. “Yes. Yes, I should do that. Imagine how much fun it will be.” Her grin grew wider the more she thought about it.

“It would take  a lot of hard work, but damn it all, it’ll definitely be worth the effort…”
 


Credits:

Story by Rutgerman95/The Awesome Autist (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rutgerman95/)

Special thanks to ChemicalInfantry (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/chemicalinfantry/) for invaluable input, support, letting me borrow his character, proofreading and convincing me to write this in the first place.

The characters of Alicia Young and Jude Haddock are owned by Rutgerman95
The character of Susan Moore is owned by ChemicalInfantry and borrowed with his permission