Lioness and the Slaves of New York Part 5

New York. 1 am

Through the dimly-lit halls of the Luandan Embassy.. a shadowy figure moved towards his destination. Carefully unlocking the door to the office of Crown Prince Simba, he slipped inside and walked towards the Prince's desktop computer. Seating himself in front of the monitor, the intruder got down to business. No sooner had the system been activated, his fingers moved like lightning over the keyboard. One by one special security codes were bypassed and he inserted a disk into the hard drive. Pressing another sequence of keys, the intruder started to download classified data on to his disk. He glanced up as another figure slipped into the office.

"Is it ready?" Uri Ukura asked. "Yes..It is ready.." Prince Kip replied as he extracted the disk and handed it to the female diplomatic aide. "Good..Now I shall return you to your father's apartment.." she stated. "Yes..I am ready to go home" Kip replied with a vacant stare in his eyes. Ukura smiled as she ushered the hypnotised Kip down a stairwell that lead to the Mission's basement garage. The first part of Pieter Botha's plan had been completed.

Thin rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains of her room, caused Princess Leona of Luanda to stir from her sleep. "Ohhh.." Leona sighed as she opened her eyes and passed the back of her right hand across her forehead. The Luandan Princess threw back the covers to reveal that she was naked. "Uuhh..My head..My breasts..feel sore..but don't know why.." Leona sighed as she swung her long, muscular legs off the bed and and bare feet touched the carpeted floor.

Brushing back a few strands of her loose black hair, Leona staggered towards the adjacent shower. "Ahhhh.."she sighed as the warm water cascaded against her curvaceous, ebony-skinned body, easing the tension in her muscles. Leona's hands massaged her large firm breasts as the warm water pelted against them. "Had no idea..fighting those kidnappers had depleted my strength..but at least Kip is safe.." she thought.

Turning off the water, Princess Leona stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel and started to dry off her curvaceous body. "With Kip safe..Now I must focus on finding out who wanted to kidnap him..and why.." Leona thought as she hung the towel on a nearby rack and padded naked into the bedroom and prepared to get dressed for the day's activities.

Meanwhile at the 15th Precinct of the NYPD in South Brooklyn, Detectives Danny Rosewood and Andy Taggart returned to the station house after responding to an earlier call. "I just don't get it.." Taggart remarked as he hung up his coat. "Get what?" Rosewood asked. "That Luandan kid's kidnapping..It does'nt make sense.." Taggart replied. "I just wanna know who that black chick in the mask was.." Rosewood replied. "Just forget her kid..Ain't like we're gonna be seeing her again..Besides, she's got diplomatic immunity.." Taggart said, rolling his eyes in frustration at his younger partner. "Don't forget the op in forty-eight..the brass thinks its something major.." Taggart added. "I'll be their..maybe that super chick will show up" remarked Rosewood.. hoping to see the Lioness and her fabulous bust again.

Two hours later, Princess Leona alighted from her limousine and entered the Luandan Mission. She entered her brother's office to find him in conversation with Uri Ukura. Crown Prince Simba looked up as his younger sister entered. "Thank you Miss Ukura..That will be all for now.." Simba stated as he handed a dossier to his aide. "As you wish your Highness.." Ukura replied with a bow and left the two Royals to confer. "How is Kip?" Leona asked as she took off her coat to reveal the long red sweater, black slacks and black boots she wore underneath. "He is fine..I have doubled security around him.. had it not been for the Lioness..Who knows what those fiends would have done to my son.." Simba replied and ran his left hand through his graying hair. Leona blushed slightly at these words.

"Now that Kip is safe..We have something else to discuss..Father is very concerned about breaches of security in our overseas missions.." the Princess stated, regaining her composure. "Before I left Luanda..I was briefed that security could have been breached at our embassies in London, Geneva and Johannesburg but the investigations have revealed nothing.." she added and handed a file to her brother. "This is indeed alarming..Father has every right to be concerned.." Simba stated as he examined the contents of the file. "And none of those questioned had any answers..?" he asked. "None.. It was as if they had no idea about what they were doing.." Leona replied grimly. "I heard about an explosion in Luanda City the night before we left for New York.. is there connection?" the Prince asked.

"I'm not certain Simba..Lioness had told me she managed to stop some kind of arms transaction..but the explosion..stopped her from capturing those responsible.." Leona stated, embarrassed to tell her brother how she was rendered unconscious in that incident. "The Lioness?! I see..but I am glad that she is in New York..Whoever these criminals are will think twice about trying anything now..Still we must be vigilant.." Simba said and started to outline his plan. "Uhhh.." Leona groaned,her left hand clutching her forehead in dizziness. "Leona..Are you all right?" Simba asked as he stood up and placed his hands of his sister's shoulders. "Uh..Yes..just felt..a little dizzy.." the Princess assured him. "Maybe you should use my restroom to freshen up..I shall return after I consult with the Ambassador.." Simba said. "Thank you Simba..That is probably best.."

No sooner had the Prince departed, the micro-transmitter in Leona's left ear emitted a sound only she could hear. "Can you hear me Lioness?..I am touching your nipples..You grow tired..Sleep..Sleep.." Pieter Botha's voice commanded. "Yes master..I hear your voice..I..feel your touch..I am so tired.." Princess Leona sighed as she slumped into Simba's chair. Her left hand gently stroking the ample breasts beneath her sweater until the outline of her nipples became visible. "Now that you are sufficiently relaxed Lioness..I must tell you of the task you must perform..After I finish..You will remember nothing and act normally until the time comes..Do you understand?" Botha asked. "Yes master..I hear.. and I obey.." Leona stammered. At the South African Embassy, Pieter Botha grinned as he ended his radio transmission to the brainwashed Lioness.

He heard the door opened behind him and turned around with his pistol at the ready. "There is little need for that my friend..' Salaam Islaq assured him. "What is the status of our operation?" Botha inquired. "The information from the boy is proving useful..My brother has reported that already our operatives are being fed data on Luanda's border security..They have started moving merchandise across the border..but I am concerned about our shipment here.." Islaq said.

"Have no fear about that..Our new recruit shall ensure that the authorities shall not detain us..and she will draw the heat on herself" the South African arms smuggler gloated.

Two nights later, Princess Leona mechanically removed her clothes in the privacy of her diplomatic quarters. Leona loosened her shoulder-length black hair and then opened the secret compartment of her suitcase where she kept her special attire hidden. She slipped the sleeveless lionskin leotard over her curvaceous ebony body and then attached the Lion Talisman around her curvy waist. Leona then slipped the ivory bracelets over her wrists and the ivory bangles over her ankles. The Luandan Princess then slipped the lionskin cowl over her head to complete her transformation into the Lioness. Opening her bedroom window, the African Adventuress made her departure into the waiting night.

In the second floor of an abandoned warehouse in the Lower West Side of the Bronx, five members of an NYPD SWAT team maintained surveillance on an old factory across the street. "How's it going guys?" Detective Taggart inquired as he entered the room with Detective Danny Rosewood. "Been at it steady..Take a look" one of the officers said and handed a pair of night-vision binoculars to Taggart. The veteran cop peered through the binoculars to see a group of men examining what appeared to be assault rifles and then stacking them into wooden crates. "Got an id on them?" Rosewood asked. "Some small time perfs..but no one big.." the SWAT officer replied. "We bust these guys..some hotshot DA will have them out in a week..We need to catch a big fish.." Taggart said.

"You will catch no one!" a female voice declared. The seven cops turned around to see the Lioness enter the room. "Look here lady..if you think you're gonna.." Taggart growled as he approached her. The African Adventuress thrust her right leg forward, driving the ball of her right foot solidly into the NYPD detective's jaw. "Andy!!" Rosewood cried as he saw his partner sent rolling along the floor. He drew his weapon and the other cops followed suit. Minutes later, the sounds of gunfire was heard from the warehouse as they tried to shoot the Lioness. However the heroine's uncanny agility helped her to dodge their uncoordinated fire. "None can stop the Lioness!!" she cried and leapt towards the shooting cops. Two were sent sprawling along the floor by a left roundhouse kick. Somersaulting towards her foes, Lioness felled two more with a right roundhouse kick.

"Freeze!" Rosewood cried as he levelled his revolver at the African Adventuress. "You shall not stop my master!" Lioness declared as she delivered a stinging left jab to the Detective's face. The force of the blow sent Rosewood crashing against a nearby wall. As the battle continued within the warehouse, Salaam Islaq monitored it from a car across the street. "Wrap up the merchandise boys and pull out..We'll let the cops have this Lioness slut as their suspect" he said into his walkie-talkie.

Three of the SWAT members charged towards the African Adventuress in an effort to subdue her. The heroine whirled around and sent two sprawling with a left sweep kick. She dealt the third cop a vicious right hook to the head which rendered him senseless.

As the fighting continued, a dazed Andy Taggart crawled towards one of a fallen walkie-talkie. "Unit Five-Six..Requesting immediate back-up..Take subject alive.." he stammered into the radio. "No one can help you now!!" Lioness cried as she pounced on the fallen detective. Taggart grunted as the ball of the African Adventuress' right foot was driven hard into the back of his head and blackness overwhelmed him. Within minutes, two NYPD SWAT vans pulled up outside the factory. "Seal off the street.. Prepare to go in!" the SWAT leader declared. Eight SWAT officers took up defensive positions on either end of the street in front of the warehouse while the SWAT leader led three men into the building.

"Get ready with the tear gas and tasers..Sounds like a real battle in there!" the SWAT leader ordered his men and each officer unhooked a cannister from their web belt and pulled out an unusual looking gun from a second holster attached to their belts. Lioness had just finished pummeling two of the SWAT officers when she sensed the presence of the police reinforcements. "Eh?!" said Lioness as she stood up slowly and turned to face the doorway. Lioness stared curiously as four metallic cannisters exploded on the floor at her feet and engulfed her in a thick cloud of gas. "Aahhh..My eyes burn..I cannot breathe.." she gasped. Her hands shot to her throat and her shapely body arched backwards in response to the tear gas.

"Now!!" the SWAT leader yelled and his men fired their taser guns as they entered the room. Two darts attached to thin wires shot out from each gun. "Nnghh!!" Lioness grimaced as the six darts lodged themselves in her ample breasts. The SWAT officers them pulled the triggers of their weapons in unison.

"AAIEEEEEEE!!!!!" Lioness roared in agony as hundreds of volts of electricity coursed through the pride of her femininity and throughout her entire body. The African Adventuress gyrated wildly as repeated electic shocks sent pain rippling through every sinew of her sensuous form. "Again!!" the SWAT leader ordered his men and then tasers were activated once more.

"Aaieee!!..Aaieeeeeee!!!!" Lioness screamed and her curvaceous body shuddered again as electricity coursed through her great breasts and exerted its painful influence on her already weakened muscles. Her long muscular legs turned to water beneath her curvy waist and the African Adventuress slumped to the floor. "Uuhhhhhh.." she moaned as her left shoulder made contact with the floor and she rolled on to her back. As she fell, the micro-transmitter planted in her left ear by Pieter Botha dropped out. "Ohhhh..What..Where..My breasts..in so much pain..I am..so tired.." Lioness gasped as her head rolled slowly from side to side. Her long legs glided back and forth across the floor while her arms felt as heavy as lead. Her well-rounded breasts rose and fell beneath her lionskin leotard with every painful breath that she took.

"Andy!..You okay?" Danny Rosewood asked his partner as he helped him up. "Yeah..Some bruises but I'll live..What's goin on?" Taggart replied. "Two SWAT guys are pretty busted up..The other three got knocked about good..the perfs got away..but we got her.." Rosewood stated as he pointed to the prostrate form of the Lioness on the floor, surrounded by SWAT officers. Taggart knelt beside the semi-conscious African Adventuress. "The Luandan Mission can't help you now lady..You're ours now!" he said. "Ohhh..What?..I..I don't understand..Why am I here?...What is happening..My breasts..hurt..so much..I..I..am..becoming..Unhhh.. connn..sciousssss..." Lioness replied as she blacked out in the presence of New York's finest.

To be continued.