It had been almost a week since I had been home. While Taiwan is a nice place, I was ready to get back to my comfortable and quiet apartment. After dragging my luggage out of the cab I was greeted by Steve, the doorman. I loaded in the elevator and felt my body grow heavy by the time we got to the 32nd floor. It was late and the hall was quiet, but to me it was still daytime. Jet lag is a bitch. I made my way into the apartment and determined that I would go straight to bed. After laying there for half an hour, I started flipping channels. There isn’t much on at 1:00 AM, but ESPN is always there to comfort me. At some point I finally fell asleep.

I squinted my eyes as the sun spilled into my bedroom. Rolling over, I looked at the clock. 1:00 PM. I can’t say I was surprised since I didn’t set an alarm. I figured I get to the office whenever I got there, but I was awake now. I stumbled into the bathroom and started up the shower. I probably stood in there for twenty minutes hoping the hot water would soothe my aching muscles and wake me up. I stepped out, dried off and hung my towel on the rack. As I stepped from the bathroom into the bedroom to dress I saw something out of the corner of my eye. My brain was still functioning in slow motion, but it looked like a person. I turned my head only to see my perception confirmed.

There, on the other side of my bedroom was a figure dressed all in black. They seemed surprised to see me there as well, but before I could fully process what was going on, they pulled a semi-automatic handgun out.

“You’re not supposed to be here”, a female voice said from behind the black mask. It was at that point I realized that it was obvious I wasn’t dealing with a man. She was about 5’5″ and very slim. Her black suit was tight and fitted her small curves well. The mask only allowed me to see her dark brown eyes.

“This is my house”, I answered back holding my hands out defensively, “What do you mean I’m not supposed to be here?”

“I’ve cased you almost every Thursday for two months and you’re never here @ 1:00”, she answered.

“I’ve been out of town”, I tried to explain, “Now will you please put that down?”

“No can do baby”, she said, “but it doesn’t look like I’m carrying the biggest gun in the room.” She looked down at my body. I had completely forgotten that I was naked.

Now I felt even more uncomfortable standing there like that. “What do you want?”, I asked.

“Whatever I want, is what I want”, she said, “and whatever I want is what I get. Now, lay down on the bed.” She gestured with her weapon, while using the other hand to remove some nylon rope from a hip bag.

I laid down on the bed still completely naked. “Can I put some clothes on?”, I asked.

“Nope”, she answered quickly as she wrapped the rope around one of my feet, “You’ll be less likely to run out and yell for help if you exposed. Besides, I like you like this.”, she continued in a mischievous voice.

She somehow managed to tie each of my feet using only one hand, while keep the gun fixed on me. “Now I’m gonna tie your hands”, she said, “No funny business.” She then proceeded to press the cold, steel gun against my cock to assure that I didn’t try anything. In moments she was done.

“Alright”, she said sounding relaxed, “I’m gonna steal some stuff now.” She stepped into the bedroom closet and I could hear her rummaging around.

I began to test the lines holding my arms and legs, but she had somehow tied them very tight. They wouldn’t budge and the rope was clearly too strong for me to break.

“Boring closet”, she said as she walked through toward the bathroom. She stopped and held her fingers up in a square like a picture frame. “This is quite the sight”, she said and then moved on.

“Hey”, she spoke from the bathroom, “At least you’ve got some good jewelry for a dude. Nice Rolex.”

It was a nice Rolex, I had paid over $3000 for it. She moved back through the room and paused again. “O, don’t look so sad, I’m sure you’re well insured.”, then she proceeded to thump the tip of my cock. It hurt a little. For the next thirty minutes I could hear her going through the apartment, opening drawers and cabinets. I was trying to process what had happened while she was going through my stuff. How had she gotten in? I knew the door was locked and chained. Surely I would’ve heard her. That’s when I realized the window in my bedroom was open. A rope was dangling from the outside in. She had somehow, climbed or repelled and entered through the window. Now wonder her knots were so good, she was a climber. It also added up as her frame looked like one of a gymnast. I wasn’t dealing with a typical thief, she was some kind of pro.

She came back into the room with a small black bag full of what I could only assume were my things. “Ok, so you’ve got some good stuff”, she said, “but for a place like this, I’m a little disappointed. I should have hit 312B, but I’m done with this building now.”, she set the bag on the floor close to the open window and moved towards me. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to take something else to make this worth my while”, she was moving closer. “See, there was one asset that I hadn’t seen before today and like I said, ‘what I want, I get.”

She proceeded to climb onto the bed next to me. She actually did move much like a cat on all fours now. She slid her black gloves off revealing her small white hands. “I want this”, she said wrapping her left hand around my cock.

I couldn’t believe what was happening. Was she really going to try to do this? Then I realized that my cock was plumping in her hand. “No”, I thought, trying to command it to subside, but then she slid up her black mask revealing only her chin and mouth and proceeded to lick her fingers. A small tuft of blonde hair fell out of the back of her mask. Then she began to circle the tip of my cock with her wet fingers while still holding me firmly with her other hand.

“C’mon”, she said as if speaking to my cock, “let’s see how much of an asset you really are.”

I was shocked by what was taking place. This woman had broken into my house, tied me up naked, robbed me and now was holding my cock in her hand.

“Just take the stuff and go”, I said as she fondled me.

“O baby”, she responded, “you know you want it. It’s quite obvious.”

She was referring to the fact that my cock was firming slightly in her hand. I was being betrayed by my own member.

“I don’t want it”, I answered while trying to shift my body away from her.

“Now seriously, you are hardening right in front of my eyes. Your body clearly wants it.”, she continued, “so just sit back and shut up or I’ll have to discipline you”, she added while thumping my tip again. That time it hurt as I was becoming much more sensitive. “Just enjoy a hot, mysterious chick caressing your naked body like a good boy”.

I have to admit, she was hot and her little hands were working my cock over. She was slim and clearly fit as her black suit was skin tight. You could tell her arms were toned, even through the long sleeved shirt she wore and neck showed that she was thin and fit. She couldn’t have weighed more than 100 pounds an had what appeared to be small, firm breasts wrapped tightly by her suit. I could feel myself hardening even more as she wrapped her hand tightly around me and stroked down.

“Hello there”, she said apparently speaking to my cock, “I thought you looked good before”.

She moved over, positioning herself between my restrained legs. She then proceeded to grab my balls firmly with one hand while stroking my semi-erect cock with the other.

“You’re balls are huge too. I think those are the biggest balls I’ve ever seen”, she commented while continuing her hand actions.

Now I was growing hard as she fondled, touched and stroked me. The desire to resist was replaced by the feeling of pleasure as she clearly knew how to use her hands. Next, the burglar leaned over and wrapped her mouth around my tip. I was surprised by her action and extremely aroused by the feeling of her warm mouth around me. Now I was growing very hard.

“Damn”, she said pulling away and looking at my face, “I thought you were done, but you’ve still got more don’t you?”

Now I was reaching my full potential and she wrapped her lips around me again, taking me deep into her mouth. Pleasure was overwhelming my body, but I was reminded of my circumstances when I couldn’t move may arms or legs that were strapped away from my body. I wanted to touch that firm little body.

“Ok baby”, she pulled away again, “you’ve got the biggest cock I’ve ever seen too”.

The black clad figure stood up on my bed and proceeded to slide down her tight pants and panties. The sight was quite unexpected. She had tight little legs leading up to an immaculately shaved pussy. Her stomach was flat and revealed muscle tone as her shirt slid up a little.

“You might even like this more than I will”, she said as she straddled me and began lowering down on me. “I gotta see what this is like”.

I felt her warm, wet pussy hit my tip and I was electrified. Her pussy was tight and as she slid down over me she paused.

“Shit, baby”, she exclaimed, “You are a load aren’t you?”

She then slowly took me all the way into her. Her pussy was so tight, I could feel every movement as she rolled her hips, pushing me deep inside of her. She felt amazing.

“Hell yea”, she said and then began bouncing on my rock hard cock. “Hell yea”, she said again, but louder this time as she continued to bounce harder and higher.

I could feel myself so deep inside of her as she came down harder and harder and I realized that I was about to blow my load.

“That’s it!”, she proclaimed, “Hell yea, that’s it!”, and I felt her pussy constricting on me. Her juices began to flow and I couldn’t contain myself anymore. I blew a massive load into a pussy that had no room for it. I could feel juices from each of us oozing down my hips as I came. “God, yes!”, she raised her voice as she continued to bounce on my pulsating cock. I could’ve filled her little pussy 10 times over.

Finally I felt her head hit my chest, then she lifted her head and looked into my eyes. “Now that’s the biggest haul I’ve had in a long time, baby”, she said with a smile on her face.

My captor stood up and slid her panties and pants back on. I could feel the cool air blowing through the window on my wet cock. She came over to me and messed with the knot tying my left hand to the bed.

“It’ll take you a little while, but you’ll be able to wiggle free in time”, she explained while gathering her things, and mine, then moved to the window. She showed cat-like agility as she slipped out the window allowing her rope to take her weight.

“If you’d like more, just leave your window unlocked. Maybe I’ll pay you a midnight visit”, she said an then she vanished out the window.

Two hours later I stood in my bedroom with the to police officers. I needed a police report for file my insurance claim.

“This one’s been at it for years”, the officer explained. “Nobody’s even seen him. He’s good.”

“So it’s only been thefts?”, I asked.

“Yea, why?”, the officer inquired.

“O, nothing”, I responded. “Nothing at all.”

The only decision left to make was whether to lock my window that night or not.