Home Invasion

Written by Felidae

Copyright © 2001 by Felidae, all rights reserved. Characters Rey and Donya are © Eisfuchs. Reproduction and distribution of this work by any means without the expressed written permission of the author, or hotlinking from another website without the expressed written permission of the author and BondoFox, is expressly forbidden. Similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental.

Kali stared blindly at the television, watching some two dimensional characters spout mindless pop culture refferences, and be rewarded by a machine designed to sound like laughter, to show the audiences at home which parts are funny.

I can't help but thinking I should be offended by that idea, the cat thought to herself. She laid back, curling her blue tail around her thighs, and yawned.

What a boring day. Her roommate was off meeting his Korean chatroom girlfriend, and probably wouldn't be back for hours. Most of her friends were off visiting far away lands, and broadening their horizons over this long weekend.Who needs travel? she thought to herself.

Everything I want, I have right here...

She looked around the room.

How pathetic.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. She jumped from the couch, almost falling, eager for any visitor to break the monotony.

She looked to the peephole, and saw the distorted face of a gray feline woman, smiling widely.

"Hello!" she chirped, "I'm a burglar... here to rob your house?"

"Okay...come on in," Kali said. And just as she unlocked the deadbold, she thought to herself, Wait a minute...

By then, of course, it was too late.  The woman outside opened the door, and pointed a pistol towards Kali's forehead.

"I've always wanted to do that..." she added, still smiling widely, "Just to see if it would work."

Kali stood, staring blankly for a moment.  "Wha ... what do you want?"

The woman holding the gun smiled a little wider.  "I'm selling girl scout cookies, saving for a trip to Yellowstone National Park ... would you like thin mints, or chocolate chip?"

Kali relaxed for a moment.  "Whew ... you scared me for a moment. I'll take a box of thin mints."

The womans smile vanished, and she stood in silence for a moment. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you some kind of frigging idiot?"

"Huh?" Kali asked.

"Why on earth would a girl scout be pointing a gun at you? And claim to be a burglar as she knocked on the door? And do I honestly look like some twelve year old brat?"

Kali gulped.  "So you are a burglar?"

The woman stood, stunned for a moment ... "Yes!" she shouted "Yes, I am a burgular!"

Kali frowned. "Well you don't have to be rude ... "

"If someone's being rude to you is the worst thing that happens to you today, I'd consider yourself lucky."

Her nervousness returned.  "Please don't hurt me ... take whatever you want."

"If you don't shut up, I might just do both," she sneered. "Sit down, over there"

Kali slowly walked over to the couch.  "Please don't hurt me ... " she whimpered.

The burglar sighed. "What did I just tell you? I said that I might hurt you if you didn't shut up, and what action do you take as a result? You start talking!"

"Sorry ... "

"No, you're not, because you're still doing it. If you were truly concerned for your safety, you would be taking the single, very simple step, to prevent harm to yourself, in otherwords, stop talking ... "

Kali opened her mouth to say something, but immediately closed it.

"Good ... you're a slow learner, but good at following orders."

She removed her backpack, and from it, withdrew a coil of white rope.

"Okay ... hands behind your back."

"What?"

"Put your hands behind your back!" the burglar yelled, "I'm tying you up, so I can freely steal all of your possessions, without fear of any resistance from you ... not that I have much to worry about from you, since you freely let me in ... "

"Does that mean you don't have to tie me up?"

"I probably don't have to ... but you really bug me, so I will anyways."

"Please don't ... "

"Would you rather I just beat you into unconciousness? It would be a lot easier for me ... "

"No ... "

"Okay then ... we're agreed that I'm going to have to tie you up ... " She paused for a moment. "And what did I tell you about talking?"

Kali slowly crossed her wrists behind her back. The gray cat rougly pushed her face down into the cushions of the couch.  She drew Kali's wrists together, entwined them with the cord, and tightly knotted it.

"Ow! That hurts!"  Kali cried.

The intruder sighed.  "Don't be such a wimp! I barely touched you!"

"It hurts ... "

"If I make the ropes any looser, they'll fall off."

"Please ... please let me go ... "

The burglar again sighed.  "That's it ... I've had about enough of you ... " she reached into her bag, and scrambled through it for a few moments.

"Great ... just great ... " she muttered to herself. "I bring a gag with me everyday of my life, and the one time I actually need one, what happens? I forget it at home ... "

"Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that," Kali added.

"You wouldn't happen to have any gags around here, would you?"

"Ummm ... I don't think so ... what exactly makes something a gag?"

"You know ... anything that can be placed within, or over the mouth, to stop someone from talking."

Kali paused. "If I tell you, will you use it on me, so I can't talk?"

"Umm ... no ... I'm looking for a gag for someone else."

"I don't believe you."

"Fine then ... I'll find one myself."

The intruder walked off into the kitchen, leaving Kali to herself. She twisted her wrists in her bonds. They clearly weren't about to fall off, as the other implied.  I guess they don't hurt ... but they're still uncomfortable.

Who the hell does she think she is?  Kali thought to herself. Who is she to come into my house, and start telling me what to do? I'm going to give her a piece of my mind.

The burglar reentered the livingroom.

"Listen you!" Kali shouted "Who the hell do you think you arrrr ... "

Her words were cut off, by an apple shoved between her jaws.

"I guess this will do for now ... " the intruder chuckled. "You should have been more cooperative."

Kali maked a low groaning sound, as the intruder went off to another room.  She pulled against the ropes that bound her wrists, to find them unpleasantly secure.  Barely touching me, my ass!  What exactly does that mean, anyways? I've been watching too much television.  She twisted her wrists within the bindings.  I guess they really don't hurt that much, but they really aren't too comfortable.

She paused for a moment.  Okay, they are sort of comfortable, but it's still wrong, in principle.  The apple in her mouth was quite uncomfortable ... her long teeth dug into it, holding it in place. It didn't seem particularly secure, however, and she could probably force it out with her tongue, given enough time ...

Time she didn't have, however.  The burgular returned moments later.

"Argh ... arger grrr ... "

"What?" the intruder asked, pulling the apple from her mouth. "What are you saying?"

"Oh ... " Kali added, "Nothing really.  You know, I was gagged, it just seemed like the thing to do."

"So when I put something in your mouth to keep you quiet, your natural instinct is to make as much noise as you are physically capable?"

"Um ... yes.  I'm a very defiant person."

"No you're not!"

"Okay ... well ... I don't know!  I just felt it was expected from me." She paused for a moment.  "Sorry ... "

"That's okay ... I'm just glad you didn't escape while I was looking around."

"How could I have escaped!?"

"Well, you could have stood up, and walked out the open door."

"How the hell am I supposed to walk with my hands ... well, I had an apple in my mouth, so I couldn't ... " she paused in resignation.

"I didn't really think you would. You're not exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer ... "

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you're not very smart."

"I know that!"

"Then why did you ask?"

"Well ... what makes you think I'm not very smart?"

"Hmmm ... you let me in after I said I was a burgular ... and you didn't notice that I was using a fake gun."

"How was I supposed to know it was fake?"

"Because real guns aren't made of transparent green plastic?"

"What?  Well ... I was caught off guard ... "

"I'll bet that happens a lot."

"Well, you clearly aren't too bright either ... I can get up and leave now."

"No ... while we were talking, I tied your ankles together."

"What!!" Kali exclaimed, as she looked down to see her feet were indeed tied. I guess my teachers were right when they said I never pay attention...

"Oh, calm down ... I am going to rob the place, and there's nothing you can do about it. Just sit tight, and you might not get yourself hurt." she added, as she coiled some more rope about her knees.

"I'm already hurt!"

"Your feelings don't count." The intruder said, as she knotted the bindings about her knees.

"Oh ... well still ... "

"Still nothing!" she explained, as she pulled Kali's elbows together, "Honestly, all you do is complain."

"I'm sure you would complain if you were in my position!"

"I wouldn't be in your position, seeing as how I'm not a total fool ... "

She looped the cord about the elbows a few times, and knotted them.

"What are you doing?"

The intruder sighed. "The one time I forget to bring a gag, I end up with a noisy prisoner ... " She wrapped the white ropes several times around the prisoners upper body, not offering much for additional restraint, seemingly more for effect.

"You do this often?"

"Not really ... but occasionally, and generally the dwellers are too terrified to distract me with their innane chatter.  Be back shortly ... "

Kali twisted her wrists, but the ropes held tight ... bent elbows to one side, to look at the bindings. The knot was quite complex, and the angle wasn't too great either. She clearly wasn't going to be getting free anytime soon. She bent her knees upward, biting into the white rope that connected her knees, but it was far too thick, and the act accomplished nothing more than cutting her tongue.

A knock on the door.

She looked silently for a moment, surprised by the sudden sound. Then another one. She tried to call for help, but was immediately silenced by a cloth stuffed into her mouth.

"None of that," the intruder said, as she tied a hankerchief behind her head, holding it in place.

Kali mewled beneath the gag, but nothing audiable from the door.

The intruder opened the door slightly.  "Yes?  Who is it?"

Although Kali couldn't see through the open door, she could hear clearly enough.

"Hello.  We had a report of a woman matching your description holding the resident of the house captive at gunpoint."

"Really?" she asked, "Are you sure this was the house?"

"Well ... not really. All these street names sound the same ... "

"I'm sure you'll find it sooner or later."

"I suppose so ... " The officer added, "Thank you for your assistance."

Kali tried to make some sort of noise beneath her gag, but it was no use ... she squirmed and struggled a bit, until she she lost her balance, and found herself crashing into the floor.

"What was that?" the officer asked, as he pushed open the door to see the bound and gagged captive.

"Oh, that's my girlfriend, uh ... Cindy." Kali grunted angrily at that.  The intruder ran over to her, lifted her up onto her knee, and lifted her skirt.  "She's been naughty ... "

Kali's eyes went wide, with shock, as the intruders grey furred paw went to the waistband of her panties, and pulled them down.

" ... and needs to be punished."

She gave Kali a strong smack to the rump.

"Mmmppphhh!" She cried out, in surprise and anger.

"Is she always this mad?" The officer asked.

"Yes. She has anger issues." The intruder smiled, and she have Kali another smack.

"Makes sense ... oh well, I guess I should be going."

"What's the rush, officer?  She's been very bad, and could use a big strong man such as yourself to teach her a lesson ... "

"Well, there are two officers down from a liquor store robbery currently in progress ... but I'm sure they can take care of themselves ... "

Kali groaned.

A long while later ...

"Wow!" The officer added  "Those three hours just flew by! I really should be going now ... "

"Of course ... feel free to drop by anytime!"

"I will ... bye Cindy."

Kali groaned a bit, as the officer left the building.

"Well, that was fun, wasn't it?" The intruder smiled, as she pulled the gag from Kali's mouth.

"Did you have to show him the paddles and whips?"

"Yep."

"Where did you get those, anyways?"

"Room right down the hall, and to the left ... next to the pictures of you in the shower."

"What!"

"They make you look a bit fat ... "

"I don't care how they make me look!"

"You should ... I'm sure you're normally very photogenic."

"Well ... yes ... but ... grrrr!"

"Now what's you're problem?"

"What's my problem?  You tied my up, stipped me naked, and assisted a strange man in beating the hell out of me!"

"First of all, you were by no means stripped naked. Just a bit exposed. Secondly, he wasn't a strange man, he was a devoted member of the local police department, working to serve and protect, and are thus deserving of a bit more respect."

"Well ... still ... "

"Still what?  Why do you keep saying that?  There is no 'still' to this scenario, and even if there were, you're far too stupid to think of it."

"Do you have to be so mean?"

"No ... it's a lifestyle choice, which I stand behind.  Now, where are your valuables?  You might as well just tell me, I'll find them soon enough anyways ... "

Kali sighed.  "In a small box, in the bottom drawer, room at the end of the hall."

"Thank you." The intruder smiled, as she quickly stepped down the hall.

The bound prisoner strained a bit more within her bindings, not really anticipating freedom, more just acting on instinct.  The intruder did return, of course ... far more quickly than she had anticipated.

"What the hell is this?"

Kali blinked, confused.  "You asked where I keep my valuables, and I told you ... "

"These are not valuables ... valuables are things which actually have value ... hence the name."

"I know what valuables are ... "

"Do you? Then why did you direct me to this junk fake jewelry, and pathetic wad of dollar bills?"

"Well, those are the most valuable things I have ... I assumed you meant valuable by standards of what I own ... " She paused. "And that jewelry is not junk!  It is quite beautiful, and very precious to me ... the necklace alone cost nearly forty dollars!"

"Forty dollars? I make more than that every hour at work!"

"You make that much money, and you still rob people?!"

"Well, most people aren't so pittifully destitute ... plus, I need a hobby. This junk isn't even worth the effort required to carry it ... "

"Really? So you're not going to rob me?"

"No ... I guess not ... "

"Well, if you're not robbing me, you aren't really committing a crime ... I don't have any reason to call the police ... so you don't have to worry about me ... so you can untie me!"

"Yes ... I suppose I can ... "

A quick movement pushed the cloth back into Kali's mouth. She lifted the hankerchief tied about her neck, placed it back over the mouth, and tightened it.

"We must do this again sometime." she smiled, pulling the bound feline's ankles to wrists, tightly knotting them into place.

"Mmmeerrr?" Kali said ... sort of.

"Not bad ... but there's something missing ... " she mused ... her eyes widened and she smiled a devilish smile.  She reached for the prisoners shirt, and pulled the buttons open, exposing a white lace bra, and the light fur of her chest.

Kali made another shocked noise, which cannot really be put into words, and squirmed helplessly, as the intruder reached into her purse, and grabbed a camera.

"Say 'cheese'!"

She took about a dozen shots, near and far, close ups of the ropework, and her exposed behind and tail ... her pleading eyes, and every other angle she could think of. She gave the bound feline a firm lick on the cheek.

"My girlfriend is going to love these! Have fun!"  She smiled as she skipped out the door.

Kali just lay, completely stunned by the previous hours occurances. She wriggled her paws within her bindings ... no avail, of course. She moaned softly within the cloth gag, and notices a small card left on the table ...

Guinevere, 555-0213
Call me.

A little picture of a smiling kitty face beneath.

There's no way I'm going to call her!  Well, maybe ... just to express my anger, of course ... will her girlfriend really like the pictures?  Do I really look that good?  Maybe I'll ask about that ... but I'm definately not going to meet her again!  Well, unless this girlfriend of hers is there ... not that I'm into that sort of thing, or anything like that ...

She noticed that the TV was still on ... the audience was cheering at the entrance of the guest star ... supposably a pop star, but no one Kali had ever heard of.  She smiled against her gag, and relaxed a bit.

Somehow this didn't feel as bad as it should, she thought to herself, as she drifted off to the sound of canned laughter, falling into a sound, sound sleep, dreaming strangely erotic dreams ... she would be stiff, sore, her mouth would be annoyingly dry from the cloth within it, and she would still have no real method of freeing herself, but still, she was somehow at peace.

The End

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