thanks to hkf999 for the edit.
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The black cat prowled the rooftops looking for an easy score. She liked to start with an easy job and work her way up to the hard stuff. Maybe she could even get spidey out to play tonight.
There was a new mob boss in town, he wasn't very important but she figured he would have a few valuables lying about. She had heard that he hired rent-a-cops and everyone knows that there not worth shit.
She went through the window easily and headed towards where she assumed the safe was. It was where she suspected, sunken into the floor behind the desk. She had scoped the place out earlier and the information she had received seemed to be correct. There was a single security guard at the front desk.
The guard looked seriously bored and she thought he might fall asleep at the desk. He was a pathetic specimen, he was overweight and the only thing he looked likely to catch was a cold. She had seen flickering images on his face and guessed it was TV he was watching and not security camera's.
She put him out of her head and got back to work. She moved the carpet and stared at the safe. It was an easy one to crack and she got to work eagerly. She listened closely as she turned the dial. She was so intent on listening for the click of the lock that she didn't hear the door opening.
She felt a thump and started to lose consciousness. She looked up in disbelief and saw that it was the security guard that had knocked her out. This thought passed through her head before she lost consciousness altogether.
Bob the security guard had been watching TV as usual when he thought he heard something. He almost dismissed it but the boss had been very paranoid lately. He kept saying the black cat is coming. Bob thought it was all nonsense but he knew that if he didn't check it out the boss would have his ass.
He went up the stairs being as quiet as his bulk would allow. He opened the boss's door quietly and saw a very soft light coming from behind the desk. He had his truncheon out. He crept closer wondering how she didn't hear him. He hoped that if she did notice him he would get hazard pay or at least get a grip of that ass.
It sure looked like black cat, her ass was covered in those tight leathers or latex. He had only seen it in photos before but it sure looked a lot better close up. He continued advancing until he was standing beside her. He brought the club down knocking her out. She slumped to the floor but managed to look up with a look of disbelief in her eyes before passing out completely.
He stared down at her for a minute before getting out the cable ties. He found that they worked a lot better than hand cuffs in restraining people. He pulled her hands behind her back and tied them together.
He decided to bring her to the "interrogation room" and have some fun. He bent down and lifted her grunting with the effort. He carried her in a fireman's lift steadying her with a hand on her fine ass. He was getting hard just thinking of seeing that ass without the costume.
He reached the room easy enough, the boss didn't like to travel to far to "work." He dumped her on the ground inside the room. He put her lying on her back with her hands under her. He started running his hands from her feet all the way up her body. His hands glided on the soft leather easily.
Not far above her navel the costume started to show some skin. A v-shape was visible expanding towards him with the massive swell of her breasts. The insides of her breasts were visible for all to see and combined with the tightness of the costume he guessed that she was a bit of an exhibitionist. He ran his pudgy fingers along the v enjoying the feeling of the soft leather changing to the feel of soft flesh and back again.
He gave her tits a bit of a squeeze but it wasn't as much fun because she was still out. He turned her over to get another look at her fine ass. Her platinum blonde hair falling down to cover her face. He started at her feet again and worked his way slowly up to her ass. He massaged it for a minute with his thumbs.
He stood up creakily and stared down at her. He had had a bit of fun and maybe he should call someone higher up or the boss man himself. He tried to remember what weapons she used. He had felt up most of her body and didn't feel anything like a gun or knife. Casting his mind back he remembered something about claws.
She used to have retractable claws but he thought the Chameleon's device had taken them away. He looked at her body again closely and at last his gaze alighted on her gloves. They were tapered into claws at the fingers and even if they didn't have retractable claws they looked like they could do serious damage.
He bent down again and examined the gloves closely. He pricked one of his fingers on the end and they were very sharp. He looked for a way to take them off. His hands got tickled with the fur just above her wrists. He eventually found the release just under the elbow. He unzipped them then double checked that she was still unconscious. He cut the restraints and pulled down the gloves quickly.
He had one glove off but while taking off the other he must have hit some switch. The claws came out. One nicked the ass of her costume scoring a deep line in it. He could see white through the hole. He left the gloves on the table then secured her hands again. She started to move then. He put her sitting on a chair and tied her legs to it.
He left the room then bringing the gloves with him. The boss had built the interrogation room on a police design with a two-way mirror. Bob headed to the adjoining room to see what his guest would do. She was coming around now and starting to struggle. The bonds held her though.
When she finally came round fully she took a look around the room. She saw the two way mirror and seemed to glare at him through it. He could see her fingers flexing behind her back. They flexed again and again, nothing happened. Confusion now marred her face this gave way to anger.
He enjoyed seeing someone so high strung brought so low. She struggled again but saw that it would get her nowhere. She finally said, "well get on with it then, what do you want?"
