Lyra - Phantom Thief

Lyra hung from the vault's ceiling swinging slightly like a pendulum. A strong metal wire connected to the ceiling was wrapped around her ankle. Lyra’s face was red from embarrassment and rage. She was the world's greatest thief. Having broken into hundreds of places more secure than this fucking place and had gone completely undetected. And what had finally caught her? Was it an intense escape? Was it a complex trap set for her? NO! IT WAS A STUPID PRIMITIVE MECHANICAL SNARE TRAP! Now Lyra, the greatest thief in the world was dangling from the ceiling like a fish on a hook!

She sighed as she recalled her infiltration. The private suite was luxurious, the home of some wealthy CEO. Lyra didn’t really care about the small details. Looking up at the security camera she smiled as she saw the little blinking light was off. A quick search of the suite found no back up generator or other security measures. Way too easy.

Entering the bedroom she found what she was looking for. The walk in vault had to have something of value in it. Tossing her head back she took off her bulger's hood letting her shoulder length fiery red hair loose. She fans herself as she partially unzipped her skintight latex bodysuit. Her breasts bounced a little as she freed them from the tight confines of their prison, beads of sweat trickling down her body.

She pressed her ear to the door of the safe as she closed her eyes. As she turned the safes combination lock she listened as the mechanism behind the door clicked and clacked. With a final turn she heard the last pin fall into place, a loud click echoing in the room. Lyra bounced happily as she threw open the vault door and stepped inside.

Lyra was a professional and had already made sure to disable any alarms, or back up security before she had begun to open the vault. Everything should have been disabled. However as soon as Lyra stepped inside and felt the tile under her foot give slightly she knew something was wrong. Before she could react she heard the clicking of springs, the whirls of gears and something tighten around her ankle. She was yanked by her foot upwards as she let out a loud scream of terror and surprise as the snare hoisted her into the air.

She had tried everything she could think of, cutting the wire, undoing the loop around her foot, even trying to widen the loop to slip out, but nothing worked. Her ears twitched as she heard footsteps approaching. Had someone heard her scream and come to investigate? Was it the Police? Maybe the owner of the household had returned early? Lyra held her breath as she heard the footsteps approaching closer.