Esha, Feline's Revenge.

By NMX.

Esha smiled smugly to herself. What a coup! Selena would be furious that she had taken the Cat's Paw diamond. Especially after the Cat Woman had boasted so boldly that this trophy would be hers. But hey, honor among thieves? Nah. Being insufferably pleased with herself came easily to Esha and tonight was no exception.

Click, Click, Click, was the sound her spiked heels made as she padded smartly down the path. Nothing was going to ruin this evening. Not with the victory she had achieved. She patted the diamond that bounced heavily in her satchel once again for good luck. She barely noticed the rustling in the bushes so caught up was she in her own arrogance. She definitely did not notice the fur covered snare poised fatefully across her path. She DID notice, however, when the snare closed tightly around her ankles binding her heeled feet together and dragging her gruffly into the waiting net.

Esha struggled furiously, but it was too late. Had she been alone she could have easily escaped the soft web of fur that now surrounded her gorgeous form. But she was not alone. Selena's three well-trained kittens patiently parried the thief's every thrust for freedom. First they pinned her arms to her sides with several quick twists of the net. As soon as Esha's arms were disabled the blonde kitten that seemed to be in charge released the snare that had performed its duty so well. Before Esha could react the blonde kitten grabbed the thief's long thrashing legs. Esha was strong and her bucking hips caused the much smaller kitten to strain mightily to maintain her grip on her powerful legs. But the kitten was both skilled and determined. Once she had Esha's heeled feet together she barked an order to the red haired kitten standing nearby. Quick as a spider the red haired kitten swooped in on the thief's ankles attacking them with a large coil of rope.

"WOOP! WOOP! WOOP!" was the sound Esha heard as the kitten swiftly spun several loops of the soft cord around her ankles cinching them tightly together. The kitten then expertly tied off the bindings leaving the struggling thief no chance of escape. With their prey now immobilized the kittens moved quickly to complete the capture of their prize. Still ensnared in the net, Esha soon found her legs bound tightly at the ankles, knees and thighs. Assessing the situation, she temporarily abandoned her struggles. There was no need to panic. Though trapped in the net, her arms were still unbound. She decided her best bet was to save her strength and wait for her attackers to make a mistake.

But the kittens made no mistake. Now that Esha's legs were sealed firmly together the kittens rolled her unceremoniously onto her stomach. The black haired kitten sat on Esha's glorious backside as the other two kittens methodically sought out her wrists still loose under the netting. Working patiently, they captured and bound Esha's wrists, easily evading the thief's desperate struggles to remain free. Despite her best efforts, Esha's arms were soon tied tightly at the wrists and elbows and cinched firmly to her back. The kittens then applied more coils of the accursed fur rope to the outside of the netting binding her from head to toe. Esha was now completely entombed in the soft cord. At last the kittens stood back to admire their handiwork.

"Our mistress will be pleased" the blonde kitten purred. "Yes and her pleasure will be our reward" the other two giggled. This sent chills down Esha's spine. But there was nothing she could do. The blonde kitten bent over Esha's squirming form to apply the gag. Esha bobbed and weaved as best she could. But bound as she was, her efforts to avoid the gag were comically futile. During her struggle to avoid the gag Esha momentarily lost track of the other two kittens. They returned pushing what looked like a hospital gurney. Seizing her ankles, hips and shoulders the three kittens effortlessly lifted the much larger thief onto the cart. They bound her securely to the pad with three large straps.

"Time to put our prize to sleep!" said the leader as she carefully placed the mask over Esha's face. Esha exploded in a fury of struggles in a last desperate bid to avoid her fate. But for all her effort she only twitched uselessly in her bonds. The gas soon took effect and her struggles ceased.

When Esha awoke she found herself on the stone floor of Selena's hideout. She was lying on her back on a fur lined mat. The gag and the netting had been removed. Any thought of escape was stifled by the miles of fur lined coils wrapped tightly around her body. Ominously and largely unnoticed a snare hung loosely around the bound thief's ankles.

The room was dark but Esha could hear a rustling on the far side of the room. As she stirred the sound stopped. "AWAKE ARE WE?" chortled Selena in a tone that sent chills down the defiant thief's spine. "Selena! You've had your fun. Now let me go!" Esha demanded.

"Go? I don't think so. Not yet anyway. You humiliated me and now it's my turn to humiliate you" Selena said in a very ominous voice. "You must have had a good laugh when you took my diamond. Now I want to hear that laugh. Can you laugh for me darling?"

Esha was in no mood for jokes. "Let me up this instant" she demanded not really expecting a response.

Selena sauntered up to the bound thief. "Oh but you really must stay. I have this feeling you will find our time together a real pleasure, a thousand laughs" she cackled.

Slowly, Selena ran her fur lined glove over the curves of Esha's lovely bound body. She paused menacingly near her mound. Her touch made Esha's blood run cold. Esha had been with men and women but always on her own terms. The touch of this feline creature, though strangely alluring, filled her with dread. Still, she was determined not to let her rival have her way with her. Esha prided herself on self-control. She would never let this bitch get her off. Esha had resisted the best. Sex was something SHE used to control others.

"Ooooo! I see we are not excited about this," said Selena feigning disappointment.

"You will never have me" snarled Esha.

"We shall see" purred Selena ominously. "Don't mind if I try do you? I have always dreamed of having you as my love slave you know."

"Ugghh! Dream on Kitty Cunt!" Esha sneered defiantly.

"Well, we must seal up that nasty mouth ... for now" purred Selena. "But we may need it later ... once you develop an appetite" she laughed.

With that Selena pulled out a large ball gag. Esha bucked her head wildly but to no avail. The nimble Selena shoved the foul tasting rubber ball into Esha's mouth and quickly secured it to her head effectively stifling dissent. Still, Esha mmphhpd her defiance.

"Now let's see if we can make you more ... comfortable!" droned Selena sarcastically. With that, she lifted a strange device from the table that stood nearby. The core of the device was a box the size of a pack of cigarettes. A set of furry straps radiated away from the box. The contraption looked like a giant spider that was somehow shaped like a diaper. This made its purpose clear. Esha struggled as Selena began to slowly weave the device onto its intended victim.

Carefully positioning the box over Esha's ample mound, Selena pulled one strap tight around Esha's slim waist. Two more straps wound snuggly around the thief's broad hips. The thigh straps required a little more work. Kneeling over her prey, Selena deftly maneuvered the tall blonde onto her side. Her slim hands pulled taunt the remaining straps, securing the fiendish box firmly in place. With her work done, Selena flipped the switch on the front of the box.

A low whirrrr filled the room as the box began to vibrate. Esha breathed a sigh of relief. She had really expected more from Selena. She arched her back maneuvering herself defiantly into a more comfortable position. She was prepared to wait her adversary out no matter how long it took. She was not going to give in to the seductive rhythms of the device that was marching steadily on her most sensitive spot. She closed her eyes and focused. This was her game.

Lost in thought, Esha did not feel the slight tug on the rope that tightened the noose that circled her bound ankles. But she awoke with a start when her heeled feet were jerked suddenly into the air by the snare now held firmly in Selena's hands. Esha felt herself being dragged slowly across the room. She glided smoothly over the stone floor on the fur-lined mat. She moved inexorably towards a dimly lit object looming ominously in the darkness on the far side of the room.

As she drew closer to the object she could see that it was a soft padded chair much like a dentist would use. A thick metal pole with furry padded clamps was bolted to the floor around the front of the chair. A pivoting tray sat along side the chair containing a number of objects Esha could not make out. When her journey ended she was poised at the foot of the pole, her body at right angles to the chair. Esha watched helplessly as Selena secured her legs to the pole with the padded clamps. She applied the clamps just below her calves. This left Esha's heeled feet dangling awkwardly directly in front of the chair.

"Your powers of concentration are well known thief" Selena intoned darkly. "Perhaps you need a little distraction ... just to help you relax. After all, I want you to enjoy my little vibrator box. That is really the point!" Selena then seated herself in the chair and rotated the tray to her side.

Esha squirmed nervously, twitching her dangling feet. She was beginning to get a little wet from the continuous fluttering of the device that was attached to her sex. So far it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. But she was beginning to sense that there was more to Selena's plan than she had anticipated.

Selena seized the heels of the shiny black pumps that clung protectively to Esha's feet. She held the heels firmly in one hand. Esha could feel Selena's breath on the tops of her feet. Selena took a long deep breath absorbing the perfume Esha had placed on each foot just above the heel. She always used the most expensive perfume on her feet, especially when she was out on a big job like tonight's. "Delicious! Expecting some kinky action I see" teased Selena. Esha cursed her vanity even as she blushed. But she was determined not to let the situation break her concentration.

Esha was very proud of her feet. They were soft and white with pretty pink heels. The blush on the balls of her perfectly proportioned feet matched exactly the shade of pink on her heels. Her feet were model perfect and she knew it. She kept her feet immaculate with a sharp eye for detail. Tonight she had sexy little designs painted on several of her perfect toenails. But this was her little secret, at least for the moment. Her toes and vulnerable soles where still safely tucked away inside the patent leather pumps. She hoped dubiously that this would last.

Esha was outrageously ticklish, especially on the soles of her feet. This was her only weakness. Only a few lovers had discovered this dark secret. Her mind began to drift to such memories propelled by the action of the box that continued its relentless assault on her dignity. She quickly snapped back to attention. This was no time for such thoughts. She shuffled determinedly on the mat. She focused again on resistance to the infernal box that ground inexorably away at her will. She lay there waiting for what would come next.

Esha did not have to wait long. She was jolted out of her trance by the warm moist tongue that moved slowly over her bound ankles. "Excellent!" purred Selena as she felt Esha jump. "That partner of yours was right! It's a good thing we were able to reach an understanding before we parted ways! Your former lover had such nice things to say about you."

"My god! That tongue is rough as sandpaper!" screamed Esha's mind. "That cat woman guise must be more than just shtick with this bitch. If she gets me where it counts, I'm finished." With that thought the little box vigorously massaging her clit whirred much louder. "Damn!" thought Esha. She was forced to adjust to the grim reality that the box working her loins could sense the level of her arousal. Its activation level had increased as it sensed her growing arousal. The device she had scorned earlier was proving more devilish than she had thought.

But Selena was busy too. Holding the spiked heels firmly in one hand, Selena ran her tongue slowly over the exposed tops of Esha's feet. She carefully stroked every spot that peeked out from the black pumps. This generated a vigorous response from her subject betraying her inherent weakness. "Excellent!" Selena exclaimed. Encouraged by the response, Selena expanded her assault to include Esha's bound ankles and even the portion of her legs exposed below the clamps. Selena cooed excitedly at the helpless thief's increasingly distracted struggles.

Esha knew it was inevitable. The heels would soon be off and her vulnerable soles and delicate toes would feel the full brunt of that feline tongue. It would be tough, but she could handle it. If she could just wiggle enough to avoid a controlled attack she could frustrate her foe. How foolish she thought for Selena to have secured her feet so far above the ankles. This gave her room to maneuver and therefore a chance.

But to her surprise the meticulous licking stopped and the shoes stayed on. Esha breathed a sigh of relief. The whirring of the box stepped down accordingly. Esha waited anxiously for what was to come next.

Lying on the ground as she was, Esha could not see exactly what Selena was up to. But she could hear the familiar snap of surgeon's gloves being pulled on. This did not bode well. It was even more unsettling when Selena leaned over wearing a surgeon's mask holding an odd shaped bottle and a delicate brush.

"Esha, darling. You are fortunate to be the test subject for a little medical experiment I am conducting. I have created an interesting mixture of herbs from the East, female pheromones, curare powder, potent nerve stimulants, a veritable witch's brew of interesting ingredients. Let's see if it will help you to relax so you can enjoy more fully my hospitality!"

With that Selena again seized the spiked heels of Esha's pumps. Rather than providing protection, the shoes now held the thief's feet firmly in place thwarting her increasingly desperate efforts to evade her captor's attention. Selena began methodically painting her potion onto the exposed portions of Esha's feet and ankles. At first it merely tingled. Then a warm glow spread out from the areas subject to the brush as the potion was absorbed through her skin. The brush itself produced a mild itching sensation that Esha tried to treat by rubbing her feet together. But she realized immediately that her feet would not move! She could feel every brush stroke, but it was as if the muscles that controlled the motion of her feet were completely disconnected. Worse yet, she could feel the sensitivity of her feet being heightened considerably by the evil substance Selena was applying. Every nerve was electrified and pregnant with sensation. Even the parts of her feet still sheltered by her spiked heels were aglow.

Selena released the heels sensing that her grip was no longer necessary. This freed both hands to engage in more nefarious pursuits. "Now we are ready to begin!" the villainess purred. Esha bucked wildly in her bonds. But she was helpless and totally unable to move below the calves. Slowly, inexorably Selena removed one shoe and then the other. She delicately cupped each shoe with both hands as she removed it to avoid disturbing the position of Esha's bound feet. The thief's sensitive feet were now fully exposed and vulnerable. Despite the wild heaving of the now panicked thief her helpless feet stayed rigidly in place. It was as if they were still tucked safely in the 6-inch heels that had held them only seconds before. The macabre cleverness of positioning the metal clamps just below the calves was now clear. It positioned her feet perfectly for an assault from the chair.

"First the feather," purred Selena as she lifted a stiff gull feather from the tray. Slowly she dragged the evil tool over Esha's helpless soles. Up each sole and around each toe the wicked feather went. Selena fluttered the feather teasingly on the ultra sensitive space between the balls of Esha's feet and her immobilized toes. A long march up and down the tops of Esha's feet paved the way for the feather's excrutiating return to the most vulnerable soles. Selena's onslaught was relentless. whhrrrrr WHRRRRRR WHRRRRRRRRRR. The box attached to Esha's sex sprang to life. Unable to protect her sensitized feet, Esha yielded to paroxysms of pleasure.

With Esha dangling helplessly on the edge of climax, Selena suddenly stopped her assault with the feather. Esha collapsed into a panting, sweaty mass of pleasure and frustration. "I should leave you like this for what you did" scoffed Selena. "But I would rather finish you myself. Then you will pleasure my thralls... AGREED?" Esha meekly nodded her consent. Her only thought was to stop the assault on her helpless feet. Esha relaxed her thighs and prepared for the sexual release she was sure was coming next. But instead of working her cat-like tongue on Esha's super-stimulated clit, Selena returned her attentions to Esha's paralyzed feet.

Reaching up from below, Selena raked her cat-like tongue slowly over the thief's pretty pink heels then back up over her ankles. whrrrr WHRRRRR WHRRRRRRR! Sang the box. Again the bucking started. Over the tops of the immobilized feet and on to the soles frozen helplessly in space went the sandpapery tongue. WWWWHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRR! Went the box. By the time she reached the exposed toes it was almost over. Sucking, licking and kissing each helpless appendage destroyed Esha's last ounce of resistance. She was now fully at the mercy of the box. WWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Selena lapped greedily at the sweat that was forming on the tortured girl's hypersensitive skin. She worked every inch of exposed flesh masterfully. Time spent teasing Esha's less sensitive areas like the tops of her feet and her ankles only amplified the torture when attention returned to the more sensitive soles. Esha was left floundering helplessly on the edge of the orgasmic abyss. Time slowed to a crawl. Her existence had been reduced to a slavish response to the duel stimuli of the box and the tongue.

Finally it was time. Selena ceased her assault on Esha's hapless feet delicately replacing the shiny black pumps. Mockingly, she landed a few long licks on the shoes making sure to "slip" onto Esha's sensitized skin. With each blow Esha jerked spasmodically. Selena gently released the thief's legs from the clamps that held them so tight. She unwound the ropes holding the thief's long shapely legs and cleared a path to her ultimate prize. Only at the end did she remove the box that continued to hold the thief firmly in its erotic grip.

Esha had no thought of escape. She sought only release. She barely noticed Selena binding again her ankles and spreading her knees wide apart. She only knew relief as the beautiful woman with the cat's tongue leaned forward and began gently tasting her bush. Selena dodged mockingly the wild thrusts of the pelvis that rose to greet her desperately seeking release. It was only when her victim collapsed, defeated, that she moved in for the kill. It was over in a matter of minutes.

Selena's cat-like tongue moved swiftly through Esha's outer lips. Esha's tremors became more extreme as the tongue bore down on her swollen clit. The first stroke that captured her clit sent her into a final flurry of capitulation. Esha arched her back, reflexively thrusting herself at Selena's face. Seizing the moment Selena wrapped her arms around the thief's hips locking her furry mound in place. She pulled her victim close in a final lethal embrace. With her mouth locked firmly on Esha's sex, Selena sucked feverishly as she worked her tongue rapidly over Esha's ripe nub. The final climax lasted well over a minute. Esha lapped gently at Esha's clit as the orgasm subsided prolonging the poor thief's descent. After the last ounce of strength had been drained from her adversary, Selena feasted on the copious nectar dripping from her fallen foe. Sated, she howled with delight at her victory.

Selena raised herself stiffly. She beckoned sharply to her kittens who had been lurking in the shadows taking the whole scene in. "Service me NOW!" She demanded of her thralls. The whole affair had taken its toll on her too. Only too happy to oblige the kittens worked off their mistress's lust as she lay back lazily in her chair one leg slung smugly over each arm.

"Ahhhh, thank you my kittens. Thank you. You have done well. As your reward I give you the thief. Do with her, as you will. After your feast return her to where you found her. Leave her bound and naked. If she pleases you, plug her with a vibrator and leave it on high. If she does not ... plug her and leave it on MAXIMUM." The feline felons all laughed. It had been a good night.