The Burglar's Bust (Closed)

[Little_Red_Rose]

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My name is Elizabeth Washington and I'm a model. Well, not just a model - I'm also a damn good burglar.

The night burglar, the master thief of LA - hell, some people were dubbing me as the "Catwoman". I guess I have to thank the success of comic book movies for that last one, but the nicknames notwithstanding, I was a pretty efficient burglar. I haven't been caught once and the media had no idea that it was me. They weren't even close! I almost laughed each time they came up with a new sketch, each being far from reality. I wasn't complaining though; I am a burglar for the fun of it...although it's really not a bad job. I mean, you pick your hours, working as little or as much as you like. No boss to tell you what to do and, as long as your careful, no problems what so ever. The more I think about it, the more attractive the idea of doing this full-time was.

Of course, I wasn't actually going to quit my day job. I was a fitness model and honestly, it was a pretty sweet gig.

By that, I mean the money and fame. Sure, I made a killing with my robberies, but the money from my modeling photoshoots and whatnot got me even more income. People seemed to recognize me left and right and it got me plenty of free stuff. Not to mention, there's just something about seeing yourself plastered all over the net that just feels so good.

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"One of my most famous photoshoots. Pretty good, if I do say so myself."​

So why did I continue breaking into people's homes and take the risk of being caught? I wasn't too sure of it myself. I started out doing this when I first got to LA when I was eighteen years old with no source of income. I started off small and before I knew it, I had enough money to get myself into all sorts of networking events and well...got to where I am! Now twenty-four years old, I still do it as a labor of love...I guess. There's just a level of excitement that comes with a successful heist that most people will never experience.

My latest victim? I was thinking this one stuck-up lady who lives at a nearby condo complex. It's not too far from my place, sure, but again who would suspect me? Maybe I was a bit overconfident, but the point is that I made her to pinpoint her schedule. She was the busy type, at least from what I could gather and well...it was show time.

"Come on, fit!" I cried out, puttinig on my tight dark pants, as I could see her car leave in the distance from my place. That was the problem with having a curvy body - pants never seemed to fit! Yep, as you might have guessed I have a pretty banging body. I mean, I'm a tall (5'9"), fit brunette. My breasts are pretty big, seeing that I'm always wearing a supportive 38DD cup bra but I guess the real attraction is with my round plump booty.

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"Pictured: Me trying to get these pants on!"​

Before you knew it, dressed entirely in black, I made my way to her place. The condo complex wasn't very secure - I got in without a hitch, even with my hoodie on. Sure, the security guard probably could have guessed that I was up to no good...if he wasn't so focused on my swaying hips as I walked past him. I made sure to walk through the cameras' blind spots and got into the home of -

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Darkness.
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I don't know what to tell you. I...I did break into the older woman's home. I...I think that I got through the lock pretty easily. I stepped inside and I got a whiff of something that smelled like chlorine? It overwhelmed me and then everything kind of just went black. I...Wait...why were my hands behind me..?

 

[Goddess Trinity]

Jenny Fitz
Age: 40
Appearance:
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32D, 5'7"
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Jenny had been working for a security company for the better part of seven years. She was in charge of counter-intelligence and camera enforcement. She had a good eye for things to look out for and setting up a well armed security system.

That's why when she moved to the new condo building she made a point to let the board know that there security was severely lacking and with her professional experience and knowledge, she could better secure the residents for no cost. As soon as the other residents heard this, there was panic and requested immediate action; and soon Jenny had implemented the best security she could get and set up the entire system herself. Of course Jenny also implemented a backdoor system that gave herself personal access from her own terminal. She also set it up so that any detection from the system would alert her first so she had the opportunity to step in herself or let the building security take care of it.

Generally her schedule was fairly consistent. She worked late nights and was home during the day catching up with family, friends or having her own personal time. In fact, she had recently discovered a new model name Elizabeth Washington. She was very turned on by this woman for some reason. Something about the persona that emanated from her photoshoots just stood out to her and ignited her body. Just after one of her lil' sessions, Jenny received a notification that a suspicious person had been seen in the area recently. Jenny being the curious person she was decided to investigate this lead.

Using the technology she had at hand, she managed to find a couple photos and videos of the person standing just outside of the perimeter. Unfortunately this meant she couldn't get a clear image or ID of the person. What Jenny was able to determine was that she was counting, likely picking out the cameras and determining their scanning range. So she's scoping out the area... interesting. Jenny thought to herself as she sat back, which mean's she's likely to hit the building soon. Hmm... which unit are you targeting though...? Jenny couldn't determine this from the video or photos but that wasn't going to stop her from preparing.

That night, she requested a friend to come pick up her car but to be sure she walked there. Jenny gave her the keys when she arrived and as soon as she disappeared from her view, Jenny was on her tablet checking the cameras and motion detectors. Checking the clock, Jenny noted it was 12:30am which meant most people would be in their home asleep so the chance of a tenant triggering anything was highly unlikely. For 15 minutes, nothing showed up on the cameras making Jenny think nothing was going to happen but then one of the motion detectors caught something. Quickly she ran through the cameras and realized the person had succeeded in getting through her security without triggering a camera but clearly, she was a bit over-confident in her skills and triggered a motion sensor.

Grinning widely, she continued to monitor the motion sensors and came to the conclusion that the person was heading her way. Wanting to interrogate the girl and to learn from her mistakes, Jenny grabbed some chloroform and a rag and turned off all the lights. Hiding in the darkness, Jenny didn't know what to expect. If it were a big guy, this could go sideways quickly but if he was small she knew she could handle herself.

Suddenly there was some clicking at her front door and Jenny moved to a closet nearby the door where she could pounce on the intruder as soon as they were in. When there was a fairly loud click in the silence of her home, Jenny realized the door had been picked and the thief was inside her home. Giving herself a count to 3, she quickly exited the closet with the cloth coated chloroform and wrapped her arms around the intruder. Quickly she realized it wasn't a man but instead someone smaller. With the towel pressed to the intruders face, it was seconds before they were both on the ground but one was out cold and it wasn't Jenny.

It didn't take long for Jenny to turn the light on, strap the intruder to one of her chairs in the middle of her living room and tie her hands and feet to it. Not once did Jenny reveal her face until she strapped in; but once she did she was shocked. It was the model she had been fantasizing for the last couple weeks. Blown away, she couldn't wait to get this woman to talk. She relished in the joy and power that was soon to be hers.

Suddenly the woman began to stir and Jenny smiled, standing behind the woman. "Good, I was beginning to worry I had used too much. Well dollface, do you remember where you are? Do you remember who's home you just broke into?" Strolling around so that she was in front of the intruder and sat down infront of her, giving both a good look at each other. "Just so you know, a camera has been recording the last 20 minutes so it's got everything from you breaking in to me talking to you right now. This is my insurance. The less you lie, the easier this is, understand Elizabeth Washington?"

Jenny reached forward and pressed her fingers against the girls chin and smiled, "yes, I know who you are. And so does anyone else who happens to watch this. Now tell me, how'd you do it?"

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

What happened? Where was I?

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Quickly as I came to, I could vaguely recall the steps I took when I entered the condominium. I could recall the sense of overconfidence I had, making my way to that one unit. I had stalked her - well, as much as one could do from their home with a pair of binoculars - and had her pattern figured out. You see, everyone had a pattern; when they got in their home, when they got out, the frequency that people came over...I thought that I had this figured out. To me, this woman seemed like your typical overworked overachiever. Granted, she seemed a bit more...cautious than most home owners. By that, I mean that she had some security equipment setup in her unit. But I never backed away from a challenge; I knew what I was doing.

...Or at least, I thought.

I struggled, trying to move my hands and feet. It took me a few minutes to completely wake up - I was strapped to a chair. I panicked, desperately trying to somehow kick myself off the ground. It wasn't going to do me any good and I think anyone could have figured that one out. But, when you're stuck in a situation like this well...you don't really think. I wasn't even aware that the lady that I thought wasn't home was standing just a few feet away. I probably wouldn't have noticed for a while, at least not until she spoke:

"Good, I was beginning to worry I had used too much. Well dollface, do you remember where you are? Do you remember who's home you just broke into?"

I stopped struggling and looked ahead of me and saw her; the woman that I apparently knew so much about, with a stern commanding look on her face. I obviously didn't do too much homework, at least not as much as I would have liked. I thought that she was going to be a bimbo princess with a sugar daddy. At least, that's what her car and condo unit told me. I thought that when she felt that she was in danger, that she'd call the cops...at most. Not...tie me up like this.

"I - " I was about to speak, but was quickly interrupted.

"Just so you know, a camera has been recording the last 20 minutes so it's got everything from you breaking in to me talking to you right now. This is my insurance. The less you lie, the easier this is, understand Elizabeth Washington?"

I opened my eyes in shock. That's right, I didn't have my mask! And she recognized me?! I struggled against against the chair, not even getting it to wiggle away. I looked up, my long hair brushing against my face and looked at her in horror - just in time to feel her hand reach forward and cup my chin, forcing me to stare deep into her stern expression:

"yes, I know who you are. And so does anyone else who happens to watch this. Now tell me, how'd you do it?"

"W-What the hell do you want?" I answered back, trying to be brave. Truth be told, it wasn't easy... "I-I just came into the wrong house, that's all! The door was unlocked!"

We both knew that was a lie but if I was really being recorded...well, it wouldn't hurt. Hopefully she wasn't all that bright.

 

[Goddess Trinity]

Jenny shut her eyes and let out a deep sigh, removing her hand from her chin. Standing up, she moved over the table in front of her and picked up her own cell phone. "You get one lie Elizabeth and that was it. MY door was locked. I could hear you picking the lock and my recording even caught the tools in your hands when you opened the door. Would you like to try again? How'd you get by my security cameras? And why me?"

Elizabeth was in one of her dining chairs but Jenny felt like she should sit higher than her, to show exactly who was in charge. As quick as she could, she moved one of her counter stools from the kitchen and sat it in front of Elizabeth. She laid out her hands displaying the phone in one and a blade in the other. Jenny could see the sudden concern in the young girls face causing Elizabeth to laugh a bit. "Oh right. Think of it this way. The sharp object is to free you from the ties and the other is the opposite, 9-1-1 is on speed dial."

If Jenny estimated correctly, Elizabeth would likely lie again and this is exactly what she was looking for. She was laying out a plan for insurance but honestly, she had more in plan once her insurance was set, lock and key. After all, a beautiful model doesn't just walk through your front door everyday; especially one as beautiful as here. No, Jenny was looking forward to showing her all sorts of things tonight.

It had been a long time since she had been with another partner, romantically or physically. Thinking back to the toys in her closet, specifically in a large chest that could pass as a prop to an old pirate movie. When she was younger, she occasionally played a dominatrix to willing partners. Although that had been a long time ago, Jenny figured she could still access those old skills in her brain.

Tapping her knees with her nails, Jenny began to get a bit impatient with Elizabeth as nothing was said. Quickly she unlocked her phone and made sure Elizabeth saw her phone being used. "Fine. Let's see what the police have to say about this." Quickly she quick-called the police and turned the microphone on speaker, making a point to mute her own microphone. Jenny sauntered over to a box with a switch on it and placed her finger on it, waiting for the precise moment. "9-1-1, what's your emergency?" Jenny turned her gaze to Elizabeth waiting for her plea.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

I thought it worked. When that woman got up and starting pacing around, I believed that she thought she assaulted an innocent woman. I could not have been more wrong, as she looked at me again and said sternly:

"You get one lie Elizabeth and that was it. MY door was locked. I could hear you picking the lock and my recording even caught the tools in your hands when you opened the door. Would you like to try again? How'd you get by my security cameras? And why me?"

Did she really record me? Did she really have any proof? Regardless, my eyes widened as I watched her go to the kitchen counter. "That's it. I'm dead." I thought to myself, especially so when she showed me the blade in her hand. Sure, her phone was on the other, but I was a little preoccupied thinking about that sharp weapon.

She laughed at the fear in my eyes.

"Oh right. Think of it this way. The sharp object is to free you from the ties and the other is the opposite, 9-1-1 is on speed dial."

Oh god, she had to be crazy. Why was she taunting me like this? Was she planning on hurting me, or calling the cops? I was speechless for a moment, my eyes scanning the room around me. Was there a way out? How could I get myself out of this hole that I dug myself into? "Think Elizabeth...Come on..." I thought to myself, weighing my options very carefully. But that didn't seem to make her happy. I took a bit of time to think, and this woman looked real impatient.

The flash of light coming from her phone is what made me snap out of it.

"Fine. Let's see what the police have to say about this."

She had to be bluffing.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

Oh god.

I panicked, and whispered as loud as I could (I had no idea that the phone was muted) "I'll talk! I'll talk!". I was desperate; the last thing I needed was to have the cops pick me up and see me like this. If she was telling the truth, not only could I get sued and go to jail, but I could lose my modeling career and start at rock bottom all over again...

 

[Goddess Trinity]

Jenny's lips curled into an evil smile and then she motioned with her finger to her lips to be quiet. She flipped the switch, ending the recording before continuing with the phone. Unmuting the phone, she changed the tone of her voice and simply said, "Oh I'm sorry! I dialed the wrong speed dial." The operator and Jenny chatted with each other for a moment until the police were satisfied with the excuse. Hanging up the phone, she placed it on the table and faced Elizabeth again.

"You know, I just realized. This position I've put you in, just isn't going to work." Jenny could sense the confusion but when she grabbed the chloroform soaked rag and approached her with it behind her back. "Before you start screaming, I just want you to know I don't plan on hurting you. If anything you might enjoy this experience. See you in a few minutes" With a wink and grin, Jenny moved the rag back to Jenny's face covering her nose and mouth. Elizabeth struggled for a moment until her body went limp. When Jenny was satisfied it wasn't a trick, she removed the rag and threw it back onto the table.

Removing the restraints and moving the young woman to the bed was the easy part. What people always underestimate is how difficult it is to undress an unconscious woman. Jenny was tempted to simply use the knife but she honestly didn't want to hurt her, so the knife was out of the question.

The top was definitely going to be the easiest part with this curvy woman. The hoody was the easy part but after a few minutes of a struggle, Jenny managed to remove the womans black top as well. There was a moment of hesitation when she saw her breasts encased in the sexy bra. Jenny was tempted to grope a feel but she wanted to savor when she really could. Picking up Elizabeth's upper body, she reached around and unhooked her bra but left it on the woman.

Next was her pants. The way the black pants seemed to hug her bottom and her legs made it seem like they were just part of her skin. Nearly taking twice the amount of times as her top, Jenny did finally manage to remove the jeans, while also enjoying the feeling of the curves of her ass as it met her thighs. Her anticipations was making Jenny very wet and had her body shaking in excitement. With the model now only covered in her unclasped bra and panties, Jenny was nearly done.

After a trip to her closet to pull out her treasure chest of fun, she pulled out some silk straps and returned to the bed. Using her impressively large king-sized bed frame, she strapped the model to the bed by her wrists and ankles. She tied them enough so that there was some slack but not too much, Jenny didn't want her to manage to get free but also not to hurt her.

It was time for Jenny to also get ready. After undressing completely, Jenny surprisingly managed to fit into her old outfit (outfit here) What she loved about the outfit was how it made her body look. Her ass looked fantastic and the way it pressed her already large breasts up just made her absolutely fuck-able but she wasn't going to be fucked, she'd be doing the fucking. Before waking Jenny up, she fit her strap-on harness on without anything attached and grabbed the salt to wake her up.

Moving to the bed, Jenny brought the salt to Elizabeth's nose to wake her up. It did the trick as she stirred from the foggy chloroform sleep. "Hope you enjoyed your catnap, thief. I'll let you wake up before anything else." Jenny stated very sexually, leaning against the wall of the bedroom. Perhaps some candlelight would've made the moment better but Jenny was to excited to think everything through.