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"Oh this is my best idea yet, maybe I can get some money from this one" Angelica grins to herself, talking aloud even though no one was there. Angelica had a regular job that she worked diligently at 4 or 5 days a week and enjoyed very much, but still she always had some half baked sceme running around in that feline-fox head of hers to get rich quick. She hunched over intently, her black body poised over the 11x14 inch 50 pound 120 page scetch book, the bright yellow cover folded back, several pages already used for variouse abstract drawings and other scemes that never even made if off the pages of her note book. Her tail curles up, twitching and following her drawing as she kneels with her breasts to the floor and hips raised delicately up, her white stripe showing briliantly as she works with her tongue sticking out one corner of her mouth, her rear to the door, the red stripes so wonderfully accenting her generousely curved body as her ears quiver with excitement at her newest idea, so intent is she on this that she does not notice that a visitor has taken advantage of the unlocked frount door and invited themself in.



The pencil flys over the paper as the unseen guest watches the lil kitten hunched over so cutely and so focused on her task at hand, the delicate and dexturouse toes curling and wiggling as the kitty shifts, making a disgruntled sound as eraser goes to paper before the scribling resumes, unaware that some one behind her is intently studying her sole and most interested in this kitty as they draw nearer with a much more deviouse smile on their face. Angie yawns and glances at the clock, seeing the shadow and turning confused. "Mew?" is all she gets out as something thick and soft wraps over her mouth and nose then the sweet scent of sleep fills the air and her head, her eyes closing and her body slacking over more, her head laying next to the many drawings for her new invention.



The feminin guest hoists Angie onto her shoulder and carefully carries the kitten out of the apartment and back to a more suitable location, taking extra precautions as to not hurt the package as she sets the feline in the back seat and drives to a small one story dime a dozen motel and enters the last room in the series. Inside she sets her captive down carefully in the chair, the potent spray she had used will keep her victum out for another couple hours or more, giving her plenty of time to set up what is likely to be a most enjoyable evening, at least for one of them.



She props her guest up in a chair, using a shoulder to keep her up right as she pulls the hands behind the back of the wooden dinning room chair, finding the arms to be most useful for later on the chair, as she starts to slowly and enjoyably tie the wrists together, and to the chair. When that is finished she slides a large pillow behind the feline's back, making her arch her breasts up and out, showing the fur covered bared mounds even more prominately than usual and making the hips lift up slightly off the chair. She threads the tail through the middle opening in the chair, loosening the ropes a tiny bit before securing, then using, the tail to tie her guest's wrists even tighter together.



Ropes start to wind around her chest as the captor begins binding her breasts and tieing her back to the chair, making her feline form arch even more so, her flexable spine having no problems with the possition as cloth slides down over her eyes and a large gag is placed into her mouth, the white and black gag ball matching her fur nicely, showing who ever this was had thought this out well in advance. A muzzle slides over to hold the gag in place, the straps forming up behind the head and ears, a key clicking as it locks gag and muzzle in place, the skunkette licking her lips as she shifts, already aroused at all the naughty things she is going to do to her kitten.



She pulls back the left leg first, possitioning the knee so that it was at the corner of the chair, spreading the legs slightly as she carefully loops rope over the thigh and calf, but is most intent on keeping the back of the knee free for access later, looping extra rope and tieing it extra tight, just for the fun of making her kitten feel all that much more helpless as her eyes trail down the the wonderfully vulnerable and animated foot as it lies there, for now, safe and motionless. She reaches down and pulls the leg back, bending it slowly till the ankle is at the back leg of the chair, the bottom of the foot now pointing to the ceiling and the ankle firmly laced to the wood with the thick soft rope that the kitten is likely very familiar with by now.



She quickly works on the other leg then steps back to enjoy the simple, yet very effective, bondage of her prized kitty she has before her. The eyes trail over each curve, drinking in the completely helpless state she has the kitten in ... arms tight behind back, legs spread, back arched to show breasts and rear, knees and soles exposed ... and yet, something was missing. She makes small sounds as she tries to find what was missing before grinning and holding up a 3cm wide 35cm long, knoby, hot pink vibrator. She fiddles with it a little then sets it between her kitten's legs, leaving it off, but making it so when her kitten wakes, and moves, it'll turn on, incase she is not there at that time.



After one last check she gets to work setting up the tape player of the voice she wants to use, not wanting the kitten to know who really has her she took more time than she usually would in preporation but has a feeling her kitten would enjoy this a lot. As she sets the last item up small shifts and slight groans issue from the captive as the special spray gradually wears off and the head lifts up, mouth trying to yawn but unable to, eyes blinking behind the blindfold and confusion starting to replace sleep in the head of the kitten.



She turns her head side to side, trying to move her arms to stretch and trying to see where she was, both having no resolve from her actions except to trigger the vibrator that was set up before into action, having it tilt over and rest a couple inches below her navle, the tip vibrating against her belly and sliding down slowly till it reaches between her legs. She gasps, taking a sharp breath in through her nose, as the wicked toy makes her shift and wiggle in the chair, her round full rear and breasts shaking as the tip of her tail twitches and struggles, her feet arching, the toes curling tightly against the soles as she tries to figure out what happened and if she is still dreaming or not.



She tries to let out a meow but it's stopped in her throat by the gag, her ears twitch and listen for anything as the vibrator is moved away "hmmmu?" she asks shifting in the chair more, the chair anchored to the floor so it can't move or tip. "hmmu, ehh nnnmmmm rrrr?" she tries to ask, a slight click, like the hammer of a gun, makes her freeze before a mechanical voice from the tape plays "Oh. You Are Awake. How Wonderful" it says clean and percise "Shall We Get Started?" is continues, the captor moving around so she was behind the feline, hands trail along arms and up across the neck then down the other side "So Tied And Helpless. Such A Wonderful Little Package. Bad Luck Kitty That You Can Not See This" the tape continues methodically as the hands trail down to her bound wrists, tracing each ropey point and teasing the tip of the tail before sliding up the other arm once more "I Bet It Is Unbearable. Sitting In The Dark. Unable To Speek" the hands trail up her cheeks and across the blindfold and muzzle, following the strap lines as they work, the recorder continueing in perfect timing with the actions of her captive.



Mistress Skunk was definately enjoying this wonderful tease she had going here, it took all of her control not to lean down to those searching ears and whisper something herself. Her hands moved from gag down over shoulder to the tightly bound breasts with the nipples hard and exposed "It Looks Like Some One Is Enjoying This. Do You Like Being Bound? Maybe I Should Keep You Like This Forever" it says on que as she lets her fingers taunt and pull at the hard nubs getting a satisfying "Mmmm MMMPHH!!" out of her kitten, head shaking side to side as she pleeds for that not to be the case "Mmm Mmmphhaaauu". The sounds adding to her own arousal as she lets her fingers trail slowly down her captive's belly "We Can Decide Later. If You Are A Good Cat" the tape plays, then is silent for a lil bit as the hand stops, leaving her 'alone' in the chair for almost a full minute.



The silence was almost as bad as the voice and the contact, in the silence there was no way of telling where the person was or what was coming next. She tugs on each of the restraints again, not wanting to strain herself though, incase she should get a chance to escape later, she didn't want to be too worn out to take it. As she checks the feet once more the voice starts again "Do Not You Look Cute. Struggling Like That" she flinches, the voice catching her off gaurd in the silence "So Helplessly Bound With Your Legs Spread And Your Rear Exposed. Completely Vulnerable And Open Right Now. Must Be Humiliating Not Knowing Who Has You" the touch comes back, a soft stroke along her inner thigh making her breath catch in her throat "M.M.M.M.M. Time To See Just What There Is To Explore"



The tape clicks off. She can hear the captor going and getting something out of a bag and attaching it before returning. A mechanical voice sounds again, but this one more natural, this one from a person using a voice modifyer. "Now then, where were we?" the voice chimes in, letting her sweat for a while before continueing "Oh yes, exploring" it says from behind her "Hmmm, where to start" the waiting was making her nervouse, then when the hand touches her ear she nearly jumps out of her skin before turning her head to the side, trying to keep the hand away from that area but unable to move enough. The hand expertly works over her ear then between the ears, making her body go soft before it trails down her cheek and reaches around from behind to fondle and tease her breast.



Mistress Skunk smiles at the reaction from the feline captive, so predictable as the ears are rubbed, even getting a slight purr from the captive as she works her way down "Such a helpless kitty you are, so tightly bound and full of wonderful curves to explore" she nearly coos as she pinches the tip of the nipple, making the feline jump once more "Ooooh, so ticklish too" she speeks in the ear she had been teasing, a hand moving down to the right side just below the ribs and the nails starting to work their magic there as the feline's eyes widen behind the blindfold and she starts to squirm helplessly once more, twitching and turning away from the stimulation the best she can.