New Ocelot Woman in Blast From The Past 7

Georgetown, Guyana
5 pm

Karen Lagerfeld and the Neo Nazi mercenaries..the thin, wiry Werner and the tall, brawny Reinhard...exited the rear of the Georgetown Memorial Hospital and made their way to their parked black sedan in the alley behind the hospital...having completed their sinister mission. Under the instructions of their employer Bill Wilkins..who was secretly head of a Neo Nazi crime syndicate...they had set a trap at the hospital to capture and kidnap the sexy Amazon of Guyana known as OCELOT WOMAN who had been proving herself to be a threat to Wilkins' sinister plans to take control of Guyana by causing instability through a series of ethnic riots...fueled by Haitian and Indian mercenaries hired by him.

Ocelot Woman had dealt with the threat posed by those mercenaries but they were killed before she could get any answers from them. Following another lead in her normal identity of 20 year old Kim Parmasar...an investigative journalist for the Stabroek News newspaper...the busty Guyanese superwoman had come to the hospital with the intent of questioning Government Senator Henry Goddard about his shareholding in a dockyard in the town of McDoom along the Demerara River where she had found the mercenaries who had been hired by Wilkins to implement his dastardly plot. Her plans were derailed by the young children at the hospital who saw her as a role model and she lowered her guard.

This allowed the wily Karen to take advantage of the sexy Amazon of Guyana...luring her into a laundry room in a remote part of the hospital ..under the pretense of doing something special for the children. Once there..the trap was sprung and after a brief struggle...Karen with the aid of Werner and Reinhard...successfully knocked Ocelot Woman unconscious..through the unique method of...drugging her in her big brown breasts with chloroform...and chloroforming her in the clit as well until she cummed and was put to sleep.

Despite having the strength of 20 men...uncanny agility and fighting skills...Kim was no longer facing low level criminals who were easily distracted by the curvaceous and muscular brown body which she possessed as Ocelot Woman...which thanks to the flimsy, translucent nature of her attire..was visible to her enemies whenever she was engaged in combat with them. Now she faced more cunning and resourceful foes who saw the busty Guyanese Amazon as a threat to her plans and had carefully analysed her weaknesses..coming up with innovative ways to exploit them.

She found herself unable to defeat her foes as the mere application of a chloroform cloth to her naked bust and a chloroform-tipped vibrator to her virgin clit...trapped her in stupor of sex and sleep...giving her no alternative except to become unconscious and allow the Neo-Nazis to take her prisoner. What was worse for the buxom masked beauty was that Karen tied her with her own golden lasso and used its Amerindian magic to force Ocelot Woman to reveal that the source of her powers lay in her big brown breasts and once they were erotically manipulated..she had no choice but to become weak and sleepy..and lose consciousness.

The Neo Nazi trio were making off with their unconscious prisoner when they were discovered by Stabroek News photojournalist Johnny Chan who had come to the hospital hoping to find Ocelot Woman..concerned that she was in danger. Arriving too late to save the sexy Amazon of Guyana from being drugged into unconsciousness...Johnny's rescue attempt was easily thwarted by Werner who clubbed him behind the head with his pistol butt..and Johnny became their prisoner as well. A brief attempt by Ocelot Woman to regain consciousness...as she sensed Johnny was in trouble...was scuttled by the brawny Reinhard when he attached nipple clamps to the puffy black nipples of the Guyanese superheroine..and the pain sent her hurtling back into unconsciousness once again.

However the Neo Nazi trio did not count on New York City police detective Karl Misawa passing by the hospital as they prepared to depart with their prisoners. For some reason which Karl himself could not explain he cast a glance in the direction of the alley. "What the..?" muttered the New York city cop under his breath as he spotted a blonde woman getting into a black sedan...along with a thin man carrying an unconscious man over his right shoulder..while a taller..brawny man was carrying an unusually heavy looking laundry bag that was dumped in the back seat of the car along with the unconscious man. Karl instantly recognised Werner and Reinhard....having crossed paths with them when their boss Bill Wilkins was conducting business in New York City.

His gut instinct told him that something was amiss. He also knew that wherever the duo and the unknown blonde haired woman were going...his arch enemy Bill Wilkins was sure to be there. Karl knew his planned meeting Guyana's Police Chief Martin Cain would have to wait...he was not about to let Wilkins elude him again. "Change of plans...Follow that car!" ordered Karl as he handed the taxi driver a thick wad of cash. "You the boss man!" replied the driver as he grabbed the cluster of US greenbacks in his left hand and did as Karl instructed him to...following the black sedan at a safe distance as it drove out of the alley behind the hospital...out on to the street and headed south out of the city.

Gradually..the sights and sounds of urban Georgetown..gave way to more rural sights and sounds as the taxi headed south along the E Bank Public Road..as it followed the black sedan out of the city. The landscape changing from one of a teeming metropolis to one with acres of farmland as far as the eye could see. Karl ordered the taxi driver to stop the car as he saw the black sedan turn off the main road and drive on to a sprawling sugar cane estate. After paying the driver extra and telling him to go back to the city and send a message to Guyana Police Chief Martin Cain..Karl grabbed his knapsack..alighted from the taxi..and made his way on to the estate as it drove away.

Slipping through a hole in the barbed wire fence which ringed the perimeter of the estate..the New York city cop made his way through the field of drying sugar cane stalks..keeping low to avoid being seen..while keeping his eyes on the black sedan as it drove up the dirt road..from the entrance of the estate towards...a sprawling large wooden structure at the end of the road which Karl reckoned to be the main plantation house of the estate. He also figured that given the state of the sugar cane stalks around him the estate had long been abandoned. Squatting amongst the cane stalks to conceal himself...Karl took out a small pair of binoculars from his knapsack and raised them to his eyes as the black sedan stopped in front of the estate.

He watched as the blonde haired Karen Lagerfeld got out from the left front side of the car. She was followed by Werner...who was driving the car. Karl watched as Werner opened the trunk and hauled the unconscious Johnny Chan out..slinging him over his left shoulder. The brawny Reinhard...was the last to get out of the car...still carrying the unusually heavy looking laundry sack over his right shoulder. Together the trio stepped on to the broad wooden porch at the front of the old plantation house...as a blonde haired white man in his 40's...wearing a crisp white shirt, brown slacks and black leather shoes...emerged from the house to greet them.

"Wilkins..." snarled Misawa under his breath as he recognised his enemy and the reason why he had come all the way from New York City to Guyana. However while Karl could see them from his hiding place in the sugar cane field...he could not here what they were saying. "What is this?" asked Bill with a perplexed look on his face as he looked at Karen and then at the unconscious Johnny Chan. "An unexpected development but our mission was successful...We were able to get you want you wanted..." replied Karen with a smile. She nodded to Reinhard who turned the laundry sack upside down. Karl's eyes widened and his jaw dropped in surprise as he watched the curvaceous and muscular brown body of Ocelot Woman slide out of the sack and on to the planks of the wooden porch with a gentle thud.

Still unconscious from the chloroform administered to every inch of her big brown breasts...on and inside of her virgin clit...and the clamps which were tightly attached to her famous puffy black nipples which crowned the summits of her breasts...her hands bound behind her back with ropes..her shapely ankles tied together with another set of ropes...her mouth gagged...the sexy Amazon of Guyana lay helpless on the wooden porch in front of Bill Wilkins...as Karl watched from his hiding place. Karl had never seen such a beautiful woman who possessed a body that was so powerfully muscular and sexily feminine at the same time.

"That lady's got to be the one who was stopping the riots....the one I read about in the newspaper on the plane...Looks like Wilkins really outsmarted her and went to a lot of trouble to nail her..." thought Karl as he watched Kim's big brown breasts rise and fall slowly as she slept...the steel clamps which were biting hard into her puffy black nipples...gleaming in the fading sunlight. Bill Wilkins could not hide his pleasure as he stood over the bound and unconscious...busty Guyanese superwoman who lay at his feet. He smiled at Karen before speaking again. "You have done well Karen...You have found a most ingenuous way to subdue the Ocelot Woman...Bring her to the workshed at the back of the house...I will want to question her when she wakes up...Bring the young man too...He may prove valuable if she proves to be difficult..." instructed Bill.

To be continued