Tiger Cat of Trinidad

San Fernando, Trinidad 1970

The day began like any other at the offices of the Sentinel Newspaper in the newly independent Caribbean island of Trinidad. Advertising agent Reshma Raal smiled triumphantly as she put down the phone, having successfully landed another client and more business for her paper. The 20-year-old Raal..was a short..seemingly stocky woman..who was pretty although her most men would have thought her drab given the baggy business suits she came to work in and the way she kept her black hair tied atop her head. She often the the butt of jokes from some of the journalists in the adjacent newsroom because of her wardrobe. However Reshma never seemed to mind..because she had a secret which they knew nothng about.

The sound of Reshma's high heels echoed off the tiled floor of the office as she headed back to her desk where mountains of paperwork awaited her..when she suddenly got the sense that something was wrong.The sudden flurry of activity from the adjacent newsroom..confirmed her suspicions.

Someone had just reported in a robbery at a bank in the southern city and the robbers had taken hostages. Amidst all of the excitement..no one noticed the seemingly plain Reshma Raal quietly make her exit..down a staircase that led to a storage area in the basement of the Sentinel building. The young advertising agent checked around to ensure that she was alone.

"This is the chance that I've been waiting for.." said Reshma with a smile on her face as she loosened her black tresses which cascaded on to her shoulders. Slipping off her green polyester jacket..the young woman...slowly unbuttoned the cream colored rayon shirt she wore to reveal a pair of massive brown breasts which were barely covered by an ocelot pelt bra. Kicking off her high-heels..brought Reshma back down to her true height of five feet. Her green skirt was slid down to her ankles..revealing a pair of shapely, muscular legs..and a skimpy pair of ocelot pelt panties that barefly hugged the space between her large thighs. Reshma completed her change by slipping an ocelot pelt mask across the upper part of her face to conceal her identity. Putting on this mask had the effect of turning her fingernails and toenails a bright red colour..while her full red lips became glossy.

"Now its time to fight for justice as TIGER CAT!!" declared Reshma as she flexed her shapely limbs..before racing out of the basement..her huge breasts bobbing and swaying with each step that she took. Back at the bank, the group of six masked robbers were getting edgy. The police had blocked their sole route of escape but had not dared to enter the bank because of the hostages there. The police superintendent outside the bank was just as edgy knowing that one false move could cause lives to be lost. "Who's that?" an onlooker in the large crowd outside the bank cried.

The crowd outside the bank looked up to see a young woman, wearing a mask and the skimpiest of attire inching down a nearby rooftop towards the bank. They gasped in awe as she leapt towards the skylight of the bank with incredible agility.

Shards of glass descended towards the bank floor, alerting the robbers and hostages to the arrival of the shapely superheroine. The Tiger Cat's bare feet had barely touched the marble floor when one of the robber's took aim with his revolver. She reacted with lightning speed..pouncing on him and rendering him senseless with a chop to the throat. Two other robbers stood flabbergasted as the dimunitive dynamo picked up the body of the larger and unconscious robber..and used it as a weapon to knock them to the floor before they could draw their guns. Tiger Cat's big breasts jiggled like jello under her skimpy bra as she somersaulted towards another robber and sent him rolling along the floor by driving the ball of her right foot into his jaw.

Another robber tried to jump her with a knife..but Reshma was ready for him. He stared with shock as she blocked his attack with her left hand. Tiger Cat smiled briefly at him before knocking him senseless to the floor with a right fist in the face. At that moment..the police officers outside decided to storm the bank..finding the hostages safe and the last robber all hysterical as he rushed towards them. " Don't shoot! I surrender! . Just save me from !that broad!" the last robber pleaded. " My name is Tiger Cat.. and I fight for justice!! ... Remember that!" declared Reshma. Before anyone could say another word..the broad chested heroine flexed her large thighs..leapt up and out of the broken skylight and departed as swiftly as she came.

In the days that followed...the name of the Tiger Cat was spoken throughout the island. No one knew who she was. She seemed to appear wherever she was most needed..stopping criminals cold in their tracks. The string of successes which this voluptuous vigilante recorded was bad news for one of the island's most infamous criminals..an underworld kingpin called Bo Rat. " De oman messing up meh meh bizness for de las two weeks..Why yuh cyah deal wid she?!" yelled Bo Rat at his cronies. " We trying borse...Nobody ent know where she go show up.." said one thug. "De oman feel she smart..but I is smarta...Ah go trap she real good..." vowed the crime boss as a plan took shape in his mind.

Two weeks later. 8 pm.

Reshma Raal was at her family's home in the small village of Macaulay in Claxton Bay..located outside of San Fernando. She stayed at home after coming from work..never dated..and to her parents..she was the perfect daughter. However they had no idea that she was secretly the big breasted masked marvel known as Tiger Cat. Reshma smiled to herself as she knew how they would react if they knew about her alter-ego. As Reshma was reflecting upon her recent successes as a superheroine..she heard someone calling to her parents from outside.

From the ensuing conversation..which her parents were having with a neighbour..Reshma learnt that there was a major brawl between two rival gangs in the village at a grocery... located not too far from her family's home. Reshma was startled when she remembered that her 14 year old brother Sheldon had gone their to meet some friends. With her parents preoccupied...Reshma reached into her closet..pulling out her ocelot pelt bikini and mask. Slipping off her dress and donning her skimpy costume...Reshma felt the power surge through her body..and knew that Tiger Cat was ready for action. Her parents were still talking with the neighbour at the front of the house..to notice..her small but shapely silhouette slip out the back door and race towards the scene of the crime.

Making great strides with her powerful legs..her huge breasts swaying sexily from side to side as she ran...Tiger Cat arrived on the scene in a matter of seconds. There she found several men brawling with one another while others lay dazed and disoriented on the ground. Before Reshma could figure out what was happening..one man lunged at her with a bottle in hand. Twisting her shapely body..the diminunitive dynamo..side-stepped him..and countered with a right fist to the jaw. "Stop this madness!! All of you!!" commanded the broad chested masked woman as she waded into the melee without thought or hesitation..sending six men rolling along the ground with a flurry of punches.

The men continued their senseless brawl..seemingly engrossed in a blind state of fury.. which they directed at anything and anyone in their way. Every muscle on Reshma's curvaceous and muscular body was accentuated with effort as she defended herself against one opponent after another and then countered with punches, throws or kicks. Little did the beauteous and brave Tiger Cat..know that she had fallen into a well planned trap..devised by criminals who were smarter than her. Her running battles with various participants in the melee, took the Tiger Cat to within close proximity of the decrepit wooden and concrete structure that housed the bar...which was bathed in darkness due to the absence of any street lamps.

From out of the darkness, a hand wielding a blackjack brought the weapon crashing down against the back of her head. "Uunnhh!!!" said Reshma as she was instantly dazed by the blow..staggering unsteadily on the balls of her bare feet. She was helpless to prevent a pair of strong arms pulling her slender muscled arms behind her back. Her brown eyes widened with shock as she saw another hand reach forward..and yank down her skimpy ocelot pelt bra.

"MY BREASTS!!!..YOU EXPOSED THEM!!!..YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!" cried the diminunitive dynamo in anger and shock. As Tiger Cat discovered much too late..that was not all her foes had in store for her.

Too shocked by the sudden exposure of her broad chest...the young masked marvel failed to act..allowing a pair of fists...wearing brass knuckles to execute the next part of the
trap. "Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!" grunted Reshma as the fists were slammed repeatedly into the smooth, soft surface of her huge, firm brown breasts..with special focus on her large, thick dark brown nipples and areolas..which soon became hard and erect from the repeated punishment. Eventually, the blows meted out to Tigress' chest took their toll as her struggles slowed and eventually ceased.

Reshma's eyes were barely open in the slits of her mask. Her head sagged between her large breasts that were now sore from the barrage directed against them.

" Uuuhhh... My breasts... Hurt so much... feel weak... feel so sleepy..." moaned Tiger Cat as she swayed unsteadily on her muscular legs which seemed to be turning to water beneath her small curvy waist. Then a thick white cloth was clamped over the Tiger Cat's nose and mouth. The overwhelming sweet and sickly scent flooded her nostrils and saturated her lungs...making her feel dizzier and dizzier with each passing second. "NNHHH!!!..NNHHH!!!..NNNNHHHHHH!!!!" complained Reshma in vain into the cloth..as she feel coarse fingers of men groping her huge naked breasts..repeatedly fondling her exposed nipples until they became erect and hard as bullets. While she knew she had to escape..Tiger Cat could not help but allow herself to slowly succumb to the fondling of her breasts..the pain there from her earlier beating and the powerful drug that was quashing all hope of resistance that she had.

"Ooohhhh..Men playing with my nipples..feels good..must not fight..getting weak..tired...have to..sleep.." conceded Reshma as a flash of thoughts flashed throughher mind. How was she going to explain her absence to her parentsr? How would she be able to get out of this fix so she gain more advertising clients. However the predominant thought was the feeling of pure bliss she was experiencing from having her breasts played with and the drug that was slowly pushing her consciousness towards twilight. Reshma's eyes fluttered and rolled up in the slits of her mask..as quiet sigh into the cloth told her captors that they had succeeded.

The cloth was removed from her face and the hold on her arms was released..and Tiger Cat's curvaceous body fell to the ground. She landed flat on her back...her arms flung past her head...her legs spread wide open below her waist...her head..pillowed by her thick tresses of black hair..briefly rolled slowly from side to side as if in denial of the inescapable truth..but coming to rest against her left shoulder as she accepted that truth. Reshma Raal..who was secretly the masked heroine known as Tiger Cat..had been knocked totally unconscious and lay helpless for the first time before her criminal captors.

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