Captivating Catwoman
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“Oh my head.” Robin whispered as he stirred awake. It took a few moments for him to fully regain consciousness. His last memory was of chasing someone across the Gotham rooftops, now he was in someone’s apartment. “I’ve been captured!” He screamed in his mind as he suddenly realized he was under restraints. Taking a deep breath, he willed himself to think calmly, just as Batman as taught him. Take stock of the situation, then form a plan of action. The room was in semi-darkness, illuminated...
CONFESSIONS OF A CAT WOMAN By Natalie Wilde Someone once said that the life changing events will not come when you expect them but rather will sideswipe you on a Friday at 3 in the afternoon. Well for me that was true, except it was Thursday. And what seemed like a normal October afternoon would soon have major implications. I am writing this, as way to try and make sense of the things that have happened to me and how my life...
I created that dramatic face of red lipstick and smoky eyes in the mirror. Grabbed my bag and went. As I walked out the house, across the street and tottered up the alley the rain started to flood the passage way. It only took twenty minutes in the cab but I knew that by the end of the night this was going to be the longest time I had sat down between Molly and her partner James and not spoken a word. It was always awkward in a cab with those two. Molly would have to at any given moment...
Introduction: Part 1. Black tutu, silk stockings, 6 inch heels and the skimpiest bra I could find. I couldnt be arsed with knickers they would only get ripped off and lost forever. I didnt want to loose any of my sexy clothes they werent designer but they were mine. Silk handbag with the essentials in it. I created that dramatic face of red lipstick and smoky eyes in the mirror. Grabbed my bag and went. As I walked out the house, across the street and tottered up the alley the rain started to...
(Fictional story told from Female point of view) My husband Ron and I like to play sexual games. One game that we sometimes play is Forfeits, this is where I am given some task to fulfil and if I fail I have to take a note from the Lucky Dip jar and act out whatever is written on it. These have ranged from relatively mild things, such as leaving off my panties and flashing my nakedness in a pub, to very severe things like inviting a strange Master from a sex contact mag, to come and beat me....
Nacht in Gotham City. Doch friedlich ist es nicht. Während in den Straßen Gangs randalieren und die Polizei alle Hände voll zu tun hat, die Ausschreitungen in Grenzen zu halten. Im riesigen Büroturm des MyersElectronics war es ebenfalls nicht ruhig, auch wenn es von außen den Anschein hatte. Im Treppenhaus des Wolkenkratzers rannte Catwoman so schnell sie konnte die Stufen hoch. Schweiß lief unter ihrer Maske herunter und tropfte auf ihren schwarzen, hautengen Catsuit, der ihren kurvenreichen...
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On Thanksgiving morning, disaster struck before Will was even fully dressed. He had slept until eight o'clock, successfully ignoring the noises of increasing foot traffic in the house. When he was finally unable to sleep through the rising sounds of activity in the kitchen, he got up and gathered his toiletries bag. There was a guest bathroom, thankfully, so he didn't have to trek all the way upstairs only to be afforded the possibility to see his brother in boxers and bare-chested—or...
any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...
When the phone rang, Will was deeply asleep. He had no idea how many times the cell phone on the dresser had rung before he was awake enough to climb out of bed. The caller was insistent, calling back every time Will's phone routed the call to voicemail after three rings. Will reached the dresser and stared at the cell phone with bleary eyes for a moment, fighting the feeling of dread that had suddenly settled deep down in his stomach. He glanced at the alarm clock on his bedside...
"Have I been an insufferable prick for the last ten years?" Will asked his mother as they drove across the Memorial Bridge into New Hampshire. It was well before dawn—they had left Augusta at four in the morning—and he had sipped an entire twenty-ounce cup of cappuccino to infuse himself with some caffeine. "Not exactly," Kate answered after a moment of consideration. She gave him a guarded look, but there was the faintest hint of a smile playing in the corners of her mouth. "But kind...
"You can't spend another week in Knoxville, Will. You have a speaking engagement at Brandywine in Burlington on Monday morning, remember?" "Brandywine College." Will closed his eyes momentarily, suppressing the urge to slap his forehead. "Shit, I completely forgot about those people. I'm sorry, Megan." "I could cancel for you on short notice, but they'd want their speaking fee back." Megan had been his publicist for the last seven years, and Will had developed the ability to...
"Did you really come back to Knoxville just to go on another date?" Erica asked as they pulled out of the driveway. "I suppose I did," Will admitted. "I was going to make something up about some college speech, just so your dad wouldn't be able to make fun of me, but then I figured he'd want to come and listen to it." He glanced at Erica and saw that she regarded him with a cryptic little smile. "Why do you ask? Is that such a weird thing?" "No, no. Not at all. It's just...
The speed limit on I-75 in northern Tennessee was seventy-five miles per hour, which was precisely five miles less than the top speed of Bob's geriatric truck. Will drove almost all the way back to Knoxville with the gas pedal firmly pressed to the floor, and only the slow traffic just before the downtown interchange forced him to take his foot off the gas. "I should trade this piece of crap in on a real car while your dad can't protest," Will muttered when they pulled into the parking...
The next morning, Will saw Claire off to work, and then requisitioned her vacuum cleaner to do some final clean-up work on Bob's truck. Like polishing a turd, he thought as he laboriously cleaned the nooks and crannies of the old Dodge, sucking a motley collection of coins, ancient French fries, and other debris into the refuse container of Claire's bagless vacuum. It's not like they're going to allow more than the junkyard value of this thing on the trade. It turned out that he had...
In early April, Will hired a real estate agent out of Bangor to put the house in Ellsworth on the market. He had tossed around the idea of selling the place since Claire's tentative agreement to move north together, and he made the final decision when he realized that he hadn't been back to his own house in over two months. The bills were paid by automatic deduction from one of his accounts, and he could have afforded to keep the place empty for an indefinite amount of time, but he wasn't...
Eighteen Months Later "How's Erica liking her graduation present?" Bob asked, speaking up to make himself understood over the noise coming from the other end of the phone line. "Oh, she loves it," Will replied. "What do you think? We had to extend our stay in Paris for two days because we sort of underestimated the size of the Louvre. You should have seen her--it was like locking a toddler in a candy store." "I can imagine," Bob laughed. "What's all that noise in the background?...
"What do you mean, 'I'm not coming?' It's Thanksgiving, Will. You've never missed Thanksgiving with us." His mother sounded positively indignant, as if he had proposed to cancel the holiday season altogether, but he was prepared to make his case. "I am not interested if it's at Bob's place this year, mom. Why can't we do it over at home just like every damn year? Bob doesn't even have the space to put us all up for the night. I'm not sleeping on a camping mattress again, and...
Will's little travel alarm clock went off at six in the morning, and he silenced it swiftly before it could wake up his mother sleeping in the guest room next to the living room. He raised himself from the couch and ambled over to the bathroom, where he opted for a quick and quiet cat wash in the sink instead of a shower. When he left the bathroom, the kitchen was lit, and he could hear someone rummaging around in the cabinets. He finished dressing and then went over to investigate. "Mom,...
Claire's place was a small single-level brick house in the suburbs, on a street not too different from Bob's neighborhood. There was a small covered porch, and a tiny strip of garden right underneath one of the windows where Claire was growing a variety of kitchen herbs. The front lawn was as modest as the rest of the place; Will guessed that it probably only took a half dozen passes with a push mower to traverse the front yard. The other houses on the quiet cul-de-sac looked like they had...
"So this is it?" Claire asked. They had turned into the entry gate of a condominium complex, an expensive-looking property with a ten-foot high cast iron fence surrounding it. The gate itself was automated, and it only gave access to the community through a key card or a resident's electronic go-ahead. Will pulled up to the visitor gate, where a large computer screen displayed a long list of last names and condo numbers. "Yep, this is the place," Will replied. "I think it's way too...
They spent the next few days taking turns holding vigil at Bob's bedside. Will had ceded the spare bedroom in Bob's house to Kate, and taken up quarter at Claire's place instead. There were usually two people by Bob's side at all times, and when New Year's Eve came around, they all gathered in the ICU together. The doctor had upgraded Bob's prognosis to a cautiously optimistic one earlier in the day, and they allowed themselves a little levity, putting on party hats for the midnight...
"Oh, my God, it's really him!" Will heard the exclamation halfway across the café as he crossed the room to where Claire, Libby, and a dozen other women were sitting around a joined cluster of tables. Each of the women had a book and a café beverage in front of her, and fourteen pairs of eyes were suddenly on him. There was an empty chair next to Claire, and he strolled over and sat down. "Good evening, ladies," he said. The women all beamed at him, and there were some gasps when he...
Bob came home from the rehab hospital three months to the day of the robbery. It was a pleasant and unseasonably warm afternoon in late March, made all the more sunny to the Liebkind family by the fact that Bob walked from his room to the waiting minivan without any assistance save that of a sturdy hospital crutch. The paralysis of his left side was very much in evidence—he dragged his left foot, and his gait was laborious and unsure—but two months under the tutelage of a very skilled and...
When Will pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall behind the two police cruisers, the flames were already high enough to light up the night sky. Claire let out a little groan when she saw the thick smoke billowing from the front of her store. When they got out of the car, they could hear the fire alarm in the front of the store screaming furiously. "Stay back, please, ma'am," one of the deputies warned her as they approached the store front. "There's nothing in there that's worth...
Forfeits By Peg Thebois I was anxious as I arrived at Gwen's house, she had asked me to come by early to help her set up, I guess that was part of my forfeit from losing a wrestling match to her at our party last month. Gwen was one heck of a sexy lady, I had enjoyed grappling with her, grinding our bodies together, it was when I pushed her down into the mount position and I sat on top of her trying to pin her arms down that I got distracted. It would be very easy to have sex in...
It began back when I was in Central Grammar School. I had dressed as a maid in a black skirted leotard, fishnet tights, and ballet flats and a white apron and cap. I found that I liked the feel of hosiery on my legs and the swish of a skirt. In that costume, I could not avoid showing my bottom that got pinched by way too many boys and adult men that those who did it were suspended if a student, made to do Community Service if an adult. That introduced me to the dark side of being a girl,...
Introduction: Ambers First Time With Her Dog written by MorethAntwOlesstHanwHole Amber is 18 now as of this writing. She has been my slave and she loves it. I torture and train her to my liking. The night is right, Amber gets her tight little bald slit licked by dog tongue, her dogs tongue, she goes wild for it, feeling it tonguing her so deep with her ass high in the air wiggling non-stop, her sweat glistens, its such a sight for me to witness, to be a part of. Her chest flat on the floor,...
She has been my slave and she loves it. I torture and train her to my liking. The night is right, Amber gets her tight little bald slit licked by dog tongue, her dog’s tongue, she goes wild for it, feeling it tonguing her so deep with her ass high in the air wiggling non-stop, her sweat glistens, it’s such a sight for me to witness, to be a part of. Her chest flat on the floor, only a black dog collar with dog tags on it around her neck to show all, but mostly myself she’s mine...
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An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the park gave you will remedy that problem. As you turn and peer out of the crystal window, a small town slides into view: Sweetwater. It looks...
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