Tigress of India in Queen of the Ring 4

India, 1940.
Bombay Plaza Hotel.
11 pm.

Concealed by their cordon of corrupt cops from the pandemonium in the boxing ring, Ahmed and Dr Ayoda watched with sinister satisfaction as they watched the light brown eyes of the Tigress roll up in her head and then slowly close as she succumbed to the effects of the chloroform pad which Ayoda pressed firmly over her nose and mouth. Ahmed's thumbs caressed the beautiful Indian superwoman's dark brown nipples which were glossy and hard from the chloroform he rubbed on them earlier. "Uummmmm..." sighed Tigress as her head rolled against her left shoulder and she was out for the count. "Tigress will be unconscious for hours..long enough for our employer to have his way with her.." grinned Dr Ayoda as he removed the pad from the Indian heroine's face.

The crowd by this time were close to rioting. They had come to see an exhibition boxing match between the Tigress and the Brawler for the benefit of the city's orphans. In a sudden and surprising turn of events, the Brawler had managed to knock out India's gorgeous champion of justice. Police reinforcements were called in as a pair of medics brought a stretcher into the ring and the unconscious Tigress was placed on the stretcher.

Flanked by their police and medical cohorts, Ahmed and Dr Ayoda accompanied the stretcher as it was carried through the rowdy crowd towards the exit. Some newspaper photographers tried to keep pace with them, trying to take pictures of the Indian superwoman who was totally out of it and oblivious to all that was happening around her. Their pursuit ended when the real police officers blocked the exit after Tigress was taken outside and placed in a waiting ambulance. Dr Ayoda and Ahmed also climbed into the ambulance which drove off immediately.

As the ambulance drove through the streets of Bombay towards its destination, the Indian superwoman began to stir as she sensed the presence of her enchanted golden belt. "Uhhuuhh..must get belt..regain strength..save..Dhanny.." sighed the Tigress as her head, pillowed by her thick mane of glossy black hair, rolled from side to side as she tried to shake off the effects of the chloroform. Her hard dark brown nipples were starting to soften and her mighty strength was beginning to return.

"The bitch is waking up..what'll we do.." cried Ahmed in an alarmed voice. "Prepare another chloroform pad...stroke the woman's big breasts when I give the signal.." Dr Ayoda instructed Ahmed and took the golden Tiger Belt from him. Ahmed did as he was told, soaking a thick cotton pad with more of the dreaded sleep drug. As Diala's light brown eyes opened in the slits of her tiger skin mask, Dr Ayoda gave the signal to Ahmed who stroked the large mounds of her awesome chest with the pad.

"No..Ooahhh...more chloroform on my breasts...I am getting weak..sleepy...villains outsmart me again.....Uuhuhhnnnn..." moaned Tigress, helpless to prevent Ahmed from swabbing her great breasts with her favourite sleep drug until her black nipples were hard and shiny once more. Dr Ayoda then waved the Tiger Belt in front of Diala's face. "No..being hypnotised by my own belt..cannot resist..when man makes my breasts sleepy..Gavin..Dhanny..help.." sighed Diala as the power of the enchanted belt took hold.

"Your breasts are tired Tigress..too tired to keep you awake..Think only of man's touch on your big breasts Tigress..the touch of a special man.. he makes you want to sleep..sleep..sleep.." said Dr Ayoda in a calm, soothing voice. All the whille, Ahmed rubbed every inch of Diala's huge breasts with the chloroform, paying special attention to her dark brown nipples which he made as shiny as diamonds."Yes..breasts very tired..man makes them weak..must obey..will sleep.." replied the sleepy Indian superwoman as thoughts of Major Gavin Stewart fondling her breasts filled her mind. A haze of colours swirled in front of the Tigress' sleepy eyes and then blackness ovewhelmed her as she passed out instantly. "The woman is out like a light..she will stay that way..but we must not underestimate her again.." warned Dr Ayoda. Ahmed nodded his agreement. The rest of the trip was uneventful.

Next day. Duke Dugan's Boxing Gym. Bombay. 6 am.

"Uhnn.." groaned Dhanny Balkie as he woke up with a splitting headache. The last thing the youth remembered was going back to Tigress' dressing room in the Bombay Plaza Hotel before someone jumped him and then he passed out. As Dhanny opened his eyes, he became aware that he was lying on the floor of what appeared to be some kind of basement and his hands were tied behind his back by strong ropes. However when he turned to his side, Dhanny's jaw dropped open with shock.

Lying a short distance away on the floor was the Tigress of India and she was unconscious. She was flat on her back, her hands tied behind her back in similar fashion to Dhanny. The boy watched in awe as her huge breasts rose and fell as she slept peacefully. Her long muscular legs were spread out beneath her curvy waist. Snapping out of his brief stupor, Dhany knew that only the sleeping Indian superwoman had the power to get them out of this predicament. He crawled over to where she lay and nudged her right shoulder. "Tigress..can you hear me big sister..?" asked Dhanny with hope in his voice.

"Unnhhh..." moaned the Tigress in response. Cushioned by her thick mane of black hair, her head rolled slowly from side to side but she remained unconscious. Dhanny glanced at Diala's amazing chest. Her huge breasts had an unusual shine about them and the dark brown nipples which crowned their summits were as hard and shiny as diamonds. "Tigress..wake up..it's me..Dhanny.." said the boy as he leaned over and whispered into her right ear. The buxom Indian superwoman turned her head in the direction of his voice, her light brown eyes slowly opening in the slits of her tiger skin mask. Dhanny smiled to see her return to the realm of the conscious.

"Dhanny..where..what..how long have I been unconscious?" asked Tigress in a groggy voice. "I don't know where we are big sister..somebody jumped me..I woke up here..looks like they really zapped your breasts..can you remember what happened..?" replied Dhanny. "Boxing match..was a trap for me..had to let villains chloroform my breasts..or they would kill you.. never had breasts...chloroformed..so many times..villains put me to sleep.. never felt so weak..out of it..my Tiger Belt stolen ..only have normal strength..without it.." replied the semi-conscious Tigress as she flexed her muscles in futility.

"What are we going to do big sister?" asked the worried boy. Without her tiger strength, Diala knew she was powerless to break the ropes binding her and save herself and Dhanny from whatever fate lay in store for them. They had only one chance and she prayed to the Tiger Goddess that it would work.


New Delhi. Same day. 9 am.

Major Gavin Stewart read the newspaper reports of the boxing match between Tigress and the Brawler with grave concern as he sat in a coffee shop. Even with her super powers held in check for such a charitable event, he knew that the undefeated Brawler would have been no match for the beautiful Indian superwoman who had saved his life more times than he could count. This was why Brawler's knockout victory over the Tigress raised red flags in the British officer's mind.

Gavin scrutinised pictures of the unconscious Tigress being carried from the ring. Thanks to the lust of the photographers, there were several photos of the buxom beauty's awesome chest. "My God..Tigress' nipples..are hard as rocks..only chloroform does that to her!..somebody duped her into taking off her bra..so they could drug her breasts..probably had some leverage over her..she had to let them knock her out.." thought Gavin as the sinister scenario behind the boxing match became clearer to him.

His briefings with British Intelligence's top brass in New Delhi informed him that the mysterious new criminal known as the Trader dealt in a series of contraband commodities and one of the most lucrative was female slaves. Chills ran up and down Gavin's spine as he realised that the Trader was the one who staged the boxing match to lure the unsuspecting Tigress into a place where she could be easily captured. Once she was in his grasp, she could be sold to the highest bidder and Tigress had many enemies who would pay dollar to have her under their control.

Gavin Stewart knew that he had to get back to Bombay immediately to save his secret love and India's beauteous champion of justice. Picking up the phone, Gavin dialed up Colonel Roger McDonald at British Intelligence headquarters in Bombay. He had to get help to the Tigress in time.


Duke Dugan's Boxing Gym. Bombay. 6 pm.

Flanked by Dr Ayoda, Ahmed and seven of his goons, Duke Dugan made his way down to the cellar where they had been keeping Tigress and Dhanny prisoner since the end of the boxing match. "It's dark enough out there..nobody's gonna notice when we take the bitch and the kid out of here.." said Dugan as he opened the iron door to the room where the prisoners were being kept.

The boxing promoter grinned as he spotted the unconscious forms of the Indian superwoman and her young friend on the floor. The heroine lay on her back, her huge breasts rising and falling as she slept. Dugan, Ayoda, Ahmed and the seven goons felt a rush of warmth in their loins as they gazed upon the most beautiful woman in all of India. However none of them noticed that the dark brown nipples which crowned the summits of the Tigress breasts had softened considerably and Diala had counted on the lust of her captors getting the better of them, allowing her time to clear her mind of the chloroform which had subdued her for hours.

Sensing her Tiger Belt was close, the Indian heroine focused her thoughts. "What?!" gasped Ahmed as the enchanted golden belt flew out of his pocket and entwined itself around the shapely waist of the Tigress who instantly snapped the ropes binding her wrists and leapt to her feet. "Now criminals!..Feel the wrath of the Tigress!!" declared Diala as she sprang towards them. Ahmed fell senseless to the floor as the ball of the heroine's right foot rocked his jaw. Tigress then effortlessly tossed two thugs across the room and against a wall. She then pounced on three other thugs, rendering them senseless with a flurry of punches.

"Quick Doc..knock the bimbo's boobs out!" yelled Dugan to Ayoda, noticing that the superwoman's cleavage was still exposed and vulnerable to attack. The doctor reached into his medical bag and started to soak a thick cotton pad with the dreaded sleep liquid as Tigress battled the last of Dugan's men. Before Ayoda could make his move, Dhanny leapt on to his back and clamped the chloroform pad over the doctor's face. Ayoda struggled to throw off his young attacker but Dhanny held on and eventually, the doctor collapsed to the floor in a deep sleep.

Dugan turned to run but felt the iron grip of the Tigress' left hand on his shirt collar. "Leaving so soon Mr Dugan?" quipped Diala as she flung him over her shoulder and he landed on the floor with a mighty crash. "I think you'll be needing this big sister.." said Dhanny as he handed Diala her tiger skin bra. "Thanks Dhanny.." replied Tigress as she donned he flimsy top once more. The sexy Indian heroine turned her attention to the dazed Duke Dugan who lay helpless before her. She planted her left foot firmly on his broad neck and applied the pressure.

"Hey..can't you take..a joke..?" he quipped weakly. "Who are you working for?!..who hired you to capture me..and why?!" demanded Diala as she applied the pressure to the boxing promoter's neck. "Kaal..Kaal Cassimir..wanted people to think arsonist in city..get you on case..staged boxing match..so we could drug your boobs..sell you to buyer..for profit.." gasped Dugan. Diala increased the pressure of her foot on Dugan's neck until he blacked out.

"Wow!..that rich guy Cassimir is behind this whole scame!" said Dhanny who had heard Dugan's entire confession. "Yes..it would seem that Cassimir is really the criminal called the Trader who the British are after.." replied Tigress as she stood over the unconscious Duke Dugan. She then turned to her young friend. "These men will be unconscious for a while Dhanny..lock them in this room and call Colonel McDonald at British Intelligence headquarters..tell him all that you heard..He will send soldiers to take Dugan and his men into custody..I am going after Kaal Cassimir.." said Diala with determination and dashed out of the room. "Be careful big sister.." said Dhanny as he did as the heroine told him to do.

Against the background of the sun setting, the shapely silhouette of the Tigress of India swiftly traversed over the rooftops of Bombay. Every muscle in her volutuptuous body was fully accentuated as she ran. Her great breasts bobbing in the confines of her thin tiger skin bra which barely covered them. Her long mane of thick black hair flailing in the breeze behind her. With an amazing leap, Tigress landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet in the palatial gardens of Kaal Cassimir's Bombay mansion.

Standing up, the Indian superwoman sprinted across the well-manicured lawn and entered the mansion through an open window. Diala's light brown eyes flickered in the slits of her tiger skin mask as she scanned the mansion's elaborated decorated interior for her quarry. Her bare feet made no sound on the tiled floor as she moved down a nearby corridor. "Cassimir must be very overconfident to think I could have been captured so easily..I was expecting a lot of resistance when I got here.." thought Tigress as she walked down the corridor. Voices from behind a heavy wooden door alerted her to the fact that Cassimir was in that room.

The beautiful Indian superwoman suddenly sensed danger close by. With a snarl of anger, the female assassin Sasa lunged at the Tigress from behind with a knife. The buxom super beauty twisted her shapely body to dodge the wicked blade and sticking out her right leg, sent Sasa crashing to the floor. Sasa wheezed as her own knife penetrated her chest and then lay still.

"No!!" screamed Soomi as she emerged through a nearby doorway which a pistol in hand. Tigress leapt towards her, driving the ball of her left foot into Soomi's face. "Uuhhhh.." groaned the female assassin as she fell senseless to the floor.

The sexy Indian Adventuress then turned back towards the door behind Cassimir was hiding and found it was blocked by the towering figure of the Brawler. "I knock you out before..you want rematch.." he gloated, raising his fists. "You cheated the last time..let's see if you can defeat me without chloroform.." replied Tigress as she raised her arms and spread her legs in a fighting stance. Brawler charged towards the heroine swinging his fists wildly. Diala countered by swinging her right foot hard into the space between his thighs. "Ooghhh!!!" groaned Brawler as his groin exploded in agony and he dropped to his knees. Tigress followed through with left jab to the centre of his face and the Brawler fell senseless at her feet.

"Now to deal with Cassimir himself!!" resolved Diala as she stood with her hands on her shapely hips and her long, muscular legs slightly apart. Tigress wasted no time in kicking down the huge wooden door in front of her and entered a well-furnished study where Kaal Cassimir sat calmly behind a huge desk. "Ah Tigress..you proved to be a tougher prospect than I anticipated..even though my employees were able to put your big breasts to sleep on many occasions.." he grinned.

"Be more concerned about your neck than my breasts...I am taking you to justice...Trader.." replied Diala as she slowly approached him with determination.Cassimir smiled at these words. "So you have discovered who I am..discovered my plans...our mutual friend..the Mahar hired me to capture you..make your breasts weak and sleepy..take away your powers..sell you to any one of your enemies who would be all too happy to have you as a slave.." he confessed to the Tigress who now stood directly opposite to him on the other side of the desk.

"Only the Mahar could have come up with such a devious scheme to capture me..he will soon learn there is nowhere in India where he can escape my wrath..just as you have now learned..once I turn you over to the British..the Mahar will soon be caught!" declared the confident Indian superwoman, believing that she had won the battle. Her hands on her curvy hips, her long legs slightly apart and her enormous bust pushed forward.

"Yes Tigress..I must concede defeat to one as brave and beautiful as you.." replied the Trader as he slowly rose from his chair. Unknown to the unsuspecting Indian heroine, he pressed a button underneath his desk. "Ohhh!!" cried the startled Tigress as a stream of clear liquid shot out from a statue on Cassimir's desk and thoroughly drenching her awesome chest. The effects of the liquid were immediate and powerful as thick white clouds swirled around the huge breasts of the Indian superwoman, making her nipples poke through the thin fabric of her tiger skin bra.

"Ooahhh..some kind of..new chloroform...my breasts becoming so sleepy..thoughts of man's touch..sex..sleep..becoming so strong.." groaned Diala as she staggered away from the desk. Her light brown eyes fluttered rapidly in the slits of her tiger skin mask as waves of dizziness swept through her curvaceous and muscular body. The heroine's long muscular legs became unable to support her weight and she collapsed atop an expensive Persian carpet on the floor of the study. Cassimir was beside the dazed Indian superwoman in a flash. He turned her on her back and smiled with sadistic satisfaction as removed her tiger skin bra to expose her huge brown breasts and her dark brown nipples were hard and shiny as bullets.

"Uunhuhhh..you have made my breasts so sleepy Trader..cannot stay conscious for long... you trap me good..but your evil plans..finished.." moaned Tigress as her head, pillowed by her thick mane of black hair, rolled slowly from side to side. The logic of the sleepy Indian super beauty's words were reinforced by the sounds of approaching army sirens. Cassimir knew this meant Dugan and his cohorts had been arrested by the British and they were now coming for him. Diala watched with drowsy concern as he reached under his jacket and pulled out a small silver flask. Trader soaked the heroine's tiger skin bra with its contents.

"You have been a worthy adversary Tigress..we shall meet again soon woman..but for now..you must sleep.." sneered Cassimir as he clamped the dampened bra over her nose and mouth. "Ahhh!!..Mmmphmm!!..Mmmphmm!!!" blurted the Indian superwoman through the fabric of her tiger skin bra, her head twisting from side to side as potent chloroform fumes flooded her lungs. "Sleep Tigress..sleep deep.." said the evil Trader as he used his free hand to gently stroke Diala's black nipples which were as hard as concrete.

"Mmphmm!!..Mmphmm..mmmmmmmm.." sighed Tigress as her light brown eyes slowly closed in the slits of her mask and she succumbed to unconsciousness within seconds.

Bombay General Hospital. 9 pm.

"Uhhuhhhh..." moaned the Tigress of India as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing Tigress saw as her vision cleared was the concerned face of Major Gavin Stewart who was seated at her bedside. The covers covered the majority of the beautiful Indian superwoman's body, stopping just under her chin. "Gavin..where am I?..what happened?" she asked. "Easy Tigress...you took a shot of some real strong chloroform in your breasts at Kaal Cassimir's house..I found you unconscious there.. and brought you here...to the hospital...." replied Gavin as he stroked her right cheek with his left hand.

Gavin as he closed the gap between them. "Mmmm.." the Tigress of India sighed dreamily as he pulled her gently towards him and kissed her passionately on her lips. Her enormous bust rubbing against Gavin's chest. "Are you sleepy Tigress?..Thought a man's touch on your breasts puts your lights out..?" asked Gavin as their lips parted.

Tigress checked her dark brown nipples and was overjoyed to realise that they were soft and not hard. "The Tiger Goddess has chosen you to be my future mate..I do not become weak and sleepy when you touch my breasts..You have no idea how long I have wanted to share my secret with you Gavin.." replied the Tigress. She climbed out of bed and put on her bra which which lying on a nearby table. "So where do we go from here Tigress?" asked Gavin as the beautiful Indian superwoman walked towards an open window.

"We will be together one day Gavin..once the Mahar, Nazis and other evil is driven from India...." replied the Tigress. "You can count on me love..I will wait for that day..." said Gavin. The Tigress of India smiled back at the man she loved and departed through the window, disappearing into the night.

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