Tigress of India and the Fausta Trap 7

Outskirts of Berlin
Germany 1940
9 am

The reel of the movie projector was the only sound to be heard in the darkened inside a top secret Nazi fortress located in the forests on the outskirts of Berlin. The images were of vicious British soldiers chloroforming helpless German women and loading their helpless bodies on to trucks. The soldiers killed the children and the elderly..laughing at the top of their lungs as they shot them dead. "Vell..What do you think of der British now?...They are evil!" snarled a German voice in the darkness. "No...Uuuuh..I fight for good...not evil..against the Nazis...not the British...Uuuuh....Uuuuh..." moaned the TIGRESS OF INDIA in sleepy response.

The beauteous Indian superwoman was far away from her homeland...a captive of the Nazis...completely outwitted and totally defeated by them at every turn in the past few hours. The Tigress now sat in a chair...her muscular arms and legs bound to the chair...in a way which saw her muscular legs spread wide open...leaving her throbbing cunt..visible through the thick black pubic forest between her large thighs...vulnerable to attack. Her skimpy tiger pelt bra and tiger pelt panties had been stripped off her curvaceous and muscular brown body while she was unconscious..in order to better facilitate the conditioning which the Nazis had in store for her.

As the words of the German voice...echoed in her head...she felt gloved hands touching her huge brown breasts..massaging a powerful gel into them...especially her thick black nipples and areolas...making them hard and shiny as diamonds in the pitch black of the room. Whenever the Tigress flexed her arms and legs as she struggled to break the ropes binding her to the chair..whenever she tried to look away from the images on the wall in front of her...the gel was applied to her expansive chest.

"Uuuunh...Nazi fiends...Uuuunh...My breasts are my weakness...Uuuunh..not giving me any chance to recover...Uuuunh..your gel...Uuuunh...very effective...Uuuunh...makes my breasts feel so light....so sleepy...so strange...Uuuunh..Uuuunh..." moaned the Tigress of India..who was very woozy and weak.

Knowing how powerful their curvaceous captive was...the Nazis were not about to take any chances with her. The Tigress was not being given any chance to allow her thick black nipples and areolas to soften...as this by her earlier admissions in her delirium...would result in her big brown breasts recovering their power and transmitting it to the rest of her body. The special gel..designed by the Third Reich's scientists to weaken her incredible chest... had been massaged deeply into every inch of her large brown breasts...making them soft and obedient. The German doctors "conditioning" the helpless Indian superwoman....grinned at each other...knowing she could not resist for much longer...and would soon capitulate.

"No....Uuuuunh....not more gel...Uuuunh...not my nipples...Uuuunh..Uuuunh" moaned the Tigress as she felt male glove hands rub more gel on to her hard and erect black nipples and areolas...causing her head to spin even more...keeping her sleepy brown eyes..fixed on the images dancing on the wall in front of her. "Uuuuunh...sleepy....weak..." confessed the Tigress of India to her captors. "So you vish to sleep?" asked one of the doctors. "Who ist evil?" asked the second doctor. "I...I do not...must get away... cannot hold on...not fall under...vicious Nazi control..." cried the Tigress..as she flexed her muscular arms and legs..straining to snap the ropes binding her to the chair... in a final effort to break free.

The pain of the effort to escape was visible on her beautiful face..its upper portion masked by the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across it. "Der ist no escape..Answer der question" said one doctor as he slowly rubbed more gel into the heroine's hard and erect black nipples and areolas...reinforcing their hardness as could not be replicated by prolonged sexual stimulus.

The strength evaporated from the muscles of the Indian superwoman's curvaceous body and she fell limp in the chair..with no choice but to watch the images on the wall in front of her. "Uuuuuuuh" cooed the Tigress of India in sleepy submission.

"You are defeated fraulein Tigress...Your beeg breasts are no match for the genius of ze Third Reich!" declared one Nazi doctor."Uuuuuh...Yes...My breasts are yours....want nothing but pleasure...from strong German hands...Nazis are my superiors..." sighed the defeated Tigress. "Wunderbar...Now answer der question!" insisted the second Nazi doctor as the beauteous Indian superwoman could do nothing except gaze at the images being portrayed on the wall in front of her..her brown eyes glassy in the slits of the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face.

"British are evil...must destroy...Nazis are my masters...must obey them..." replied the brainwashed Tigress of India. The first Nazi doctor dipped the fingers of his right gloved hand into a jar of the special gel which the Third Reich had doine considerable work in creating in order to so effectively subdue the mighty Indian heroine. He expertly placed his right hand between her large thighs..rubbing the gel..into the most sensitive areas of this region..which was covered by a dense forest of shiny black pubic hair.

"Ooooh..Aaaaah...Uuuuuh...Uuh...Uuh..Uuh.." moaned the Tigress in response. Her muscular arms and legs hanging limply from the grips of the ropes which bound her to the chair...while the toes of her erotic bare feet twitched slowly and sexily as she succumbed to erotic urges of sex and sleep..which the helpless Indian superwoman knew she could offer no resistance against.

"Gut...Now will go to sleep..." said the doctor who was massaging the gel all around and finally inside of the cunt of the Tigress of India. "Uuuuuh...Yes...Nazis control my breasts...have no choice...must obey..." replied the sleepy Indian superwoman.

With each stroke of her increasingly wet and excited cunt...the Tigress felt her temples throb with increasing intensity...her vision blurring rapidly before her brown eyes..whose eyelids were becoming heavier and heavier with fatigue. The Nazi doctors smiled as they watched her head sag lower and lower between her exposed cleavage..capped at their summits by thick black nipples and areolas which were made erect and harder than stone..by the very same gel. Denied access to her mighty strength..
overwhelmed by powerful erotic urges she was powerless to resist...by the skilled manipulation of her breasts and genitals by the Nazis...the Tigress of India's resistance quickly crumbled.

"Uuh..Uuh..Uuh..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed the helpless Indian superwoman as she cummed once again..her head sinking between her large brown breasts..her eyes closing in the slits of her tiger pelt mask. Her relaxed face and long mane of shiny black hair resting between her huge breasts. She had been lulled into an unnatural hypnotic sleep. One Nazi doctor switched off the movie projector and then turned on the lights while his colleague watched the unconscious Tigress of India. "Is she completely ours?" asked the first doctor as he rejoined his colleague and watched the heroine's big brown breasts rise and fall slowly before them.

"Ze gel will keep her breasts and genitals weak...but zey vill have to be treated with der gel..once or twice a day..once her breasts and genitals are under the influence of ze gel..she vill remember nothing and vill remain a slave of ze Third Reich..." replied the other doctor. "Heil Hitler!!" both doctors declared as they gave the trademark salute in front of the defeated and unconscious Tigress. They nodded to each other and began the next phase of the helpless Indian superwoman's treatment. One doctor unlocked a large trunk on a nearby table. While he took a series of items out of the trunk..the second doctor..untied the Tigress' wrists and ankles. She was in a deep sleep and would offer no resistance or try to escape.

Her tiger pelt mask was removed from the top of her face...revealing her secret identity as Diala Singh..a secretary at British Military Intelligence Headquarters in Bombay, India. The doctors were uninterested in knowing who the Tigress was and more interested in who they would be turning her into. A black leather mask replaced Diala's tiger pelt mask. Black leather panties....bearing red "SS" insignia in the middle..were slid over her erotic bare feet..up her strong calves..and fit snugly between her large thighs. "Nhhh.." sighed Diala in response but she remained out cold.

"Nnnnnh.." sighed the sleepy Indian superwoman again as her large brown breasts were fit uncomfortably into a tight black leather bra..which irritated her thick black nipples and areolas. Her erotic bare feet were concealed within black leather boots with stilletto high heels. A wolf's head was placed over the tiger emblem on Diala's golden tiger belt and the belt was placed around her small shapely waist once again. The final touch was to conceal her long mane of shiny black hair under a thick blonde wig.

"Sleep peacefully fraulein...for when you awaken...you vill no longer be ze Tigress of India...but ze Wolf Woman..servant of ze Fatherland..." gloated one Nazi doctor as he and his colleague congratulated themselves on successfully completing their task.

Diala Singh meanwhile was trapped in a stupor of sex and sleep. Under the control of the Nazis...the Tigress was about to help them carry out their nefarious scheme to defeat the British and take over India.

To be continued