'10,000...'

TK had heard about the strange goings-on in this apparently-abandoned old house...and been drawn to it like a moth to the flame. According to rumor, other ladies of a feline bent had disappeared around the place over the last few weeks, and no one seemed quite sure what had happened to them. It was, to say the least, a disturbing and troubling development. For most people - especially if they should happen to be a tiger-girl themselves - such a tale about a locale would tend to keep them away...but not TK. If there was something bad going on there, she was determined to set it aright, before the same mysterious fate befell anyone else.

So, she had come to the house late at night, when she considered it most likely that any nefarious tenants might be active and of the belief that they would find another easy victim. TK knew - for all that she found herself in seemingly limitless scrapes at the hands of any number of triumphant enemies - that she would present anything but an easy victim for whoever or whatever was behind the mysterious vanishings. And so, she'd willingly walked into the potential trap, fully intending to turn the tables on its creator. She'd crept through the dusty old house - not so big on the inside as its ominous facade made it appear from the outside - with consummate, stealthy skill, every sense tuned to the limit for the first sign of danger.

In the end, it was that very alertness which had betrayed her, she now mused darkly... If her hands had been free, she'd probably have given herself a good smack in the forehead for not realizing that she was being drawn into a trap. However, her hands were anything but free, and so she settled for silently berating herself for being careless. The tiny, scratching and scrabbling sounds had registered to her instincts not as a lure, but as the inadvertent noises a lurking enemy would make, which would have allowed her to get the drop on them. Unfortunately for her, precisely the opposite had been true...and she'd barely taken her second step off the bottom riser of the musty cellar's staircase before a sharp blow to the back of her head turned the world into a bright white flash, before it fell completely away...

Now, TK had the answer to the mystery - for all the good it would do her. These three mean, cunning little mice had her in a compromising position, to put it mildly. She was completely at their "mercy", and while she had full confidence that she would be able to win free from even these fiendish bonds with enough time, work, and determination, she also knew that she would never get that time so long as the minute menaces were watching over her. And she didn't get the impression they intended to stop doing that anytime soon. In fact, judging by their demeanor and all the whispering, tittering communication between them, TK got the impression that her ordeal had only just begun. Cold rage boiled within her, and she vowed that when - when - she got free, these little bastards were going to rue the day they'd ever laid a hand on any felinoid, much less TK herself. No small part of this anger came from the humiliation she felt at having been suckered in, defeated, and made a captive by such tiny, cowardly creatures as these. By far the worst part was the way they had stripped her of most of her clothing - and her remaining dignity - though she had to admit to herself that things could have been much worse.

And then, as the green-vested little monster - apparently the leader of this sinister trio - leaned forward and cleared his throat, things did get worse. Brandishing a wooden paddle TK hadn't noticed before, he squeaked, "Well, I hope you've got a tough bottom, kitty... You've got ten-thousand whacks coming your way...". In spite of herself, and despite the fact that this was a far from life-threatening fate, TK still felt as if someone had just filled her spinal column with ice water. A feeling which only increased as the tiny trinity of terror converged on her like an oncoming storm...


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Well, there we have my 10,000 hit thank-you pic, dedicated to all the nice folks who took the time to stop by and look around my little gallery. It's both incredibly flattering, and humbling, to discover that so many people have enjoyed (or, at least looked at ) my stuff. Makes me extremely happy that you're having fun with it, and hope from the bottom of my heart that you continue to do so in the future. All the great friends I've made around here, and all the encouragement, support, and suggestions are appreciated beyond words. Thanks, folks.

(And special thanks goes out to OOMShifter, Hypercat-Z, and an un-named third party for the inspiration for this pic. By the time I received the third suggestion/request to do "a pic of TK tied up in her bra, panties, and socks – any way you want", I had to take it as some sort of sign. Since this pic is TOTALLY dedicated to all of you folks, figured using an idea that came fully from the public was the way to go. Thanks, guys. I really had a blast doing this one. )