New Tiger Woman in Ring of Fire 4

10 am

Wearing a flimsy white tank top and a pair of flimsy white silk panties...her shoulder length black hair tied into a tight bun behind her head...her big rimmed glasses resting on the lower part of her nose on her face..Priyanka Khan was sitting behind her laptop in the privacy of her apartment in the Siri Fort district of New Delhi...writing up her latest article on the fires in New Delhi for her India Today blog.

Her slender fingers moving swiftly over the keyboard, Priyanka detailed the fires which took place in different parts of New Delhi in recent weeks which seemed unrelated. Remembering her conversation hours earlier with Nick when she was the Tiger Woman of India, Priyanka did some research and showed that several of the properties that were destroyed by fire were bought by several different representatives who were all tied to one company...VIKRAM HOLDINGS.

The 20 year old female blogger attached a photo of the bald, stocky owner of the company VICTOR VIKRAM to the article as she posted the article on her blog as she reflected on her latest adventure in her sexy, super-powered alter-ego of the Tiger Woman of India. "Why would a wealthy businessman like Victor Vikram be masterminding these fires? There have been rumours that he's connected to organized crime in India but no one's ever produced any evidence to convict him of anything? I've stumbled on to something big, if the arsonists could go so far to set a trap for me as Tiger Woman. They must know that I'm on to them." said Priyanka.

" They know about the weakness I have in my immense Tiger Breasts, huge Tiger Nipples and broad Tiger Areolas. I can't stop them from knocking me unconscious again but I've got to be ready to deal with them again" resolved Priyanka, the fingers of her right hand stroking her big nipples through the fabric of her flimsy tank top as she imagined it was Nick playing with them."Oh Nick...Uuuh..Nick..Uuuh" sighed Priyanka, her brown eyes barely open and with a dreamy look behind her big rimmed glasses as she fantasised about her best friend and the growing erotic attraction she had for him.

11 am

Khail Khan, editor-in-chief of the New Delhi Times, was behind his desk in his office, on his laptop. He was reading the latest edition of the India Today blog and Priyanka's new article posted on it, about a corporate conspiracy behind the fires taking place in different parts of the city, identifying Victor Vikram as someone whose role in the acquisition of the fire ravaged properties raised a lot of questions. Khail had more than a passing interest in Priyanka's story, knowing that his daughter was the Tiger Woman of India.

The images of Priyanka topless and unconscious being carried over Nick's shoulder out of a burning building on live television the night before were still ingrained in his mind. For a second, Khail looked at his cell phone resting on his desk inched away from the fingers of his right hand. He wanted to call Priyanka to offer a caution. But then he remembered what his wife Sonia, who had been the Tiger Woman of India before they were married, told him about interfering in their daughter's superheroine activities.. "Be careful Priya" thought Khail as he returned to his work.

He didn't know that in the newsroom, located outside of his office, reporter 40 year old ANNA URVASHI DAS was watching video clips of the unconscious and topless Tiger Woman being carried out of the burning unfinished apartment complex building by firefighter Nick Jones. Once a top reporter, Anna had fallen out of favour with Khail and most of he colleagues at the paper because of her alcohol and drug addiction, dishonesty and corrupt tactics which had landed the newspaper in several lawsuits in the past.

Relegated to desk work and writing press releases, Anna wondered if the footage she was seeing exposed a weakness of the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India, whose beauty and body made her insecure and jealous to the core. "Maybe if I can find a way to break this story exclusively and shame that Tiger Bitch in the process...Khail will have to reinstate me again" thought Anna as she took a shot of vodka from the flask on her desk.

Noon

At his mansion in the Ashok Place district, Victor Vikram grilled the two thugs he hired to burn down the unfinished apartment complex in the Jangpura district, use it to flush out the Tiger Woman of India, knock her out and leave her to perish in the fire. "How did this happen?!" snarled the bald, stocky, billionaire businessman, who were really a top crime kingpin in New Delhi. The two thugs watched the laptop on the desk in Vikram's study, showing video footage of the Busty Amazon of India being carried out of the burning building, topless and unconscious by firefighter Nick Jones.

The two thugs sweated bullets as they looked at the clip, each other and then at their enraged employer. "We took her out boss. Just like you said" said the first thug. "Yeah, but the firemen were on the way. We had to leave the bitch in the fire. We thought for sure the fire would finish her off" said the second thug. Vikram approached both men and despite his massive size which made many people think him to be slow, he sent both thugs rolling along the floor with vicious fists to their respective jaws. "Get out of my sight!!" roared Vikram. The thugs picked themselves off the floor and staggered out of the study and then the mansion.

The heavy set crime boss took a deep breath, walked over to the nearby bar, poured himself a glass of whiskey and downed it in a single gulp to calm his nerves. He turned the laptop around on his desk as he sat down behind it. "Tiger Woman survived the fire. So she's certain to stick her big boobs into my business again. But it wasn't a total loss. Clearly the mace and the chemical accelerant had an influence on her oversized mammaries..especially her big tits and areolas...It confirms the stories I heard about sexuality being the first Tiger Woman's weakness...It has to be the same for this big breasted do-gooder as well" thought Vikram recalling his early days as a petty criminal.

10 pm

After spending the majority of the day doing research for her article on the fires in New Delhi for her blog, Priyanka Khan changed into the Tiger Woman of India and left her apartment in the Siri Fort district of the city to do another one of her routine patrols, to make sure no criminals were at work and to stop any who were. Her voluptuous and muscular shiny light brown body clad only in a flimsy tiger pelt string bra which barely contained her immense firm shiny light brown breasts...a tiger pelt G-string which barely covered the space between her immense shiny light brown thighs...the magic golden Tiger Belt entwined around her wide curvy waist...tiger pelt bands on the upper part of her muscular shiny light brown arms...a thin tiger pelt mask stretching across the upper part of her beauteous face...framed by her long mane of tousled, glossy black hair..Tiger Woman soared high in the night sky above the rooftops of New Delhi.

Her muscular shiny light brown arms extended in front of her...her shiny light brown hands clenched into fists...her long muscular shiny light brown legs extended fully below her wide curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet...with glossy claw like toenails curled with tension...the cool night air brushing against her voluptuous and muscular shiny light brown body...and through her long mane of tousled glossy black hair...her light brown eyes moving from side to side in the slits of the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face..Tiger Woman flew towards the burnt remains of the unfinished apartment complex in the Jangpura district, where she was rescued by her secret crush firefighter Nick Jones.

The muscles of her voluptuous shiny light brown body were fully accentuated as she descended to the ground by the remnants of the building, the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet making contact with the cold black asphalt surface of the street as she landed behind the barrier erected to keep people out of the burnt out building. The Top Heavy Hindu Heroine's immense firm shiny light brown breasts swayed sexily under her thin tiger pelt string bra as she sauntered into the burnt out building to look for clues in the rubble.

"Most of the building was destroyed by the fire. It fits my theory that they were using some kind of chemical accelerant to make the fires burn hotter and faster to remove any hint that it could be arson. Maybe because they were so preoccupied in trapping me and knocking me out...they might have got sloppy and left something behind" thought Tiger Woman to herself as she walked through the burnt out unifhished apartment complex..feeling the ash under the soles of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet...and between her sexy toes which had glossy claw like toenails.

Priyanka's light brown eyes moved from side to side in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask...her strength, stamina and speed of 80 Bengal tigers heightening her vision allowing her to see clearly in the pitch blackness around her..as well as in the spectrums of ultraviolet and infra-red which was impossible for an ordinary person to see. Tiger Woman stopped, her glossy pink lips spreading into a smile as she spotted something in a pile of rubble and ash directly in front of her.

Squatting on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet and extending her right muscular shiny light brown arm...her immense firm shiny light brown breasts bunching together...threatening to spill out of the flimsy tiger pelt string bra that barely contained them...the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine pulled a book of matches out of the pile of ashes and rubble directly in front of her. She scrutinised the book of matches which was glossy black with the insignia of white rabbit ears on the back. ..in the fingers of her shiny light brown hand which had glossy claw like fingernails.

"This symbol must mean something. I should research it..." resolved Priyanka as she slipped the book of matches into the folds of the gold Tiger Belt that was entwined around her wide curvy waist...which granted her superhuman immunity to bullets, fire and explosions... the power to fly...the strength, stamina and speed of 80 Bengal tigers. Suddenly Priyanka felt her huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples shoot to attention...their outlines visible against the flimsy fabric of tiger pelt of her tiny bra.

"Oooh...My huge Tiger Nipples tingling...I'm not alone" thought the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India as she stood up and turned on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet in the direction of the threat her famous nipples alerted her to. Her light brown eyes widened in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask that stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face, framed by her long mane of tousled, glossy black hair as she saw a woman emerge from the shadows of the burnt out building behind her. The Tiger Woman of India tensed the muscles of her voluptuous shiny light brown body as she prepared for action.

"I knew you'd come Tiger Woman" said the woman as she got closer. "Who are you?" asked the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine as she prepared to attack the woman, who was reaching under her jacket. Priyanka's light brown eyes widened in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask as she saw the woman reveal a police badge to her. As Priyanka looked directly in front of her...a gasp escaped from between her glossy pink lips as she saw a beautiful shapely and muscular woman with short black hair...wearing a jacket, shirt, jeans and boots, standing before her. "DELIA SINGH. DETECTIVE DELIA SINGH. NEW DELHI POLICE" said the woman as she introduced herself.

Recovering from her surprise...Tiger Woman assumed her heroic pose in front of the policewoman...who she estimated to be in her late 20's. Priyanka stood with her shiny light brown hands balled into fists...resting on either side of her wide curvy waist..her erotic bare shiny light brown feet resting flat on the dusty, ash-covered ground...her immense firm shiny light brown breasts...barely contained within her flimsy tiger pelt string bra...pushed forward with feminine pride and confidence...as she sought to intimidate the female police detective. But Delia Singh stood her ground...her brown eyes studying the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman from her head to the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet which sported glossy claw like toenails to match the glossy claw like fingernails of the slender fingers of her shiny light brown hands.

"She's even more beautiful and buxom than her pictures give her credit for" thought Delia. She had followed the crime fighting career of the Tiger Woman of India since she was young girl and it inspired her to become a policewoman. Remembering old pictures of the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine...Delia knew this was a stronger and sexier Tiger Woman than the one she remembered as a girl. She felt aroused in the presence of the Busty Amazon of India but she maintained her composure. "So are you here to arrest me...Officer?" quipped Tiger Woman as she maintained her heroic pose. "Well you are a vigilante Tiger Woman and vigilantes are against the law" said Delia. "I prefer the term superheroine if you don't mind Detective Singh. You still didn't answer my question" replied Tiger Woman as she glared at the beautiful police woman.

"No. I'm not here to arrest you Tiger Woman. I think we have something in common" said Delia. "Really? What would that be Detective?" asked Priyanka as she maintained her heroic pose in front of Delia. " I think you know the answer to that question..Tiger Woman" replied Delia as she took a step towards the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine...closing the space between them...as her gazed moved to Priyanka's immense firm shiny light brown breasts. "Oooh...The way she looks at my immense Tiger Breasts...My huge Tiger Nipples..are starting to..get..h..h..hard...Got to keep a clear head" thought the Tiger Woman of India...her light brown eyes fluttering briefly in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face, framed by her long mane of glossy, tousled black hair.

"We're both investigating the spate of fires in New Delhi. You wouldn't be if you didn't think these were acts of arson. I have the same suspicion. We can help each other" said Delia as she took another step closer to Priyanka who felt her huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples stiffen further under her flimsy tiger pelt strong bra. "I...I..Uuh..don't think so
..Uuh..Detective...I..Uuh...work...alone" replied Tiger Woman as she felt herself starting to get light-headed as she watched Delia staring at her immense firm shiny light brown breasts....feeling her huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples hardening under the flimsy tiger pelt string bra which barely covered her awesome, firm shiny light brown bust.

Delia also felt increasingly aroused...the closer she got to Tiger Woman..looking at every curve on her voluptuous and muscular shiny light brown body..that was barely garbed by her flimsy tiger pelt string bra over her immense firm shiny light brown breasts and her tiger pelt G-string between her huge shiny light brown thighs.

"I could arrest you...for obstructing justice..but I'd rather help you Tiger Woman..I know you have super powers..
..but even a mighty superheroine...could use some...back up.." said Delia in a husky voice..lifting her hands towards Priyanka's immense firm shiny light brown breasts. "I..I have to go now" said Tiger Woman, reacting quickly...flexing her huge shiny light brown thighs...catapulting herself straight up and then flying away with the speed of 80 Bengal tigers.

Delia stood in awe and aroused as she watched the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India disappear into the night sky. " See you soon Tiger Woman" said the beauteous police detective as she walked back towards her car that was parked nearby.

24 hours later
9 am

Victor Vikram was in his office at his company's corporate headquarters in New Delhi's financial district. He scowled as he read the India Today blog on his laptop..paying particular interest in the article on the fires in the city, raising questions about his company acquiring the burnt out real estate and making a profit from condos and other luxury buildings being built on those sites.

He looked at the photo of Priyanka Khan..with her big rimmed glasses and black hair tied in a thick bun behind her head..identified as the author of the article and the creator of the blog.

" You will need to be taken of Miss Khan. I have just the person for the job. As for the Tiger Woman, I will deal with ger myself" resolved Vikram as he picked up his desk phone and made a call. "It's Vikram. I have a job for you" said the billionaire businessman who was secretly a major crime kingpin in New Delhi.

2 pm

Wearing only her large rimmed glasses on her face...her shoulder length black hair tied in a bun behind her head...and a pair of tiny white silk panties...Priyanka Khan was finding it difficult not to play with her naked shapely brown breasts...or stroke the middle of her flimsy underwear as she looked at photos and articles about the beautiful police detective Delia Singh, on her laptop, in the bedroom of her apartment in the S. As her fingers toyed with her dark brown nipples and areolas...Priyanka read how Delia rose faster in the New Delhi Police Department than any other woman...from an ordinary patrolwoman to detective...with a high conviction rate of the criminals that she arrested and received many citations for bravery.

As she looked at photos online of Delia, Priyanka remembered their encounter the night before when she was Tiger Woman and went to search for clues at a burnt out unfinished apartment complex where she had been knocked unconscious by the arsonists who set the fire and would have perished had her best friend, firefighter Nick Jones. Thoughts about him...the feel of his hands on her naked immense firm shiny light brown breasts..the hardness of his erect dick framed against his pants...her desire to have sex with him...now matching the strange attraction she was having for the alluring Detective Delia Singh.

"Uuuuuuh..Uuuuuuh..Uuuuuuuh" sighed Priyanka as she played with her nipples and areolas...and stroked the middle of her tiny white silk panties...feeling growing hardness in the former and growing wetness in the later as she fantasised erotically about Nick and Delia. Priyanka was on the verge of a powerful orgasm when she snapped out of her erotic stupor. "Oooh...Feel so hot...thinking about Nick...about Detective Singh...Need to clear my end...focus on stopping those arsonists...find out what Victor Vikram's role in all of this is" said Priyanka as she regained her composure and resumed her search for the rabbit ears insignia on the back of the match book that she found in the rubble of the burnt out unfinished apartment complex.

"Here it is" said Priyanka in triumph as she discovered the insignia on the book of matches was that of the PLAYBOY CLUB...a reputed strip club located in the seedy Samrat Hotel in the northwest section of New Delhi.

Her fingers tapped the keyboard of her laptop as she did further research on the hotel and the club. Priyanka was not surprised to discover that Vikram was a silent partner in the ownership of both.

Checks on the Playboy Club's Facebook page made her see that Vikram was at the club every night to recreate himself with the club's bevy of female prostitutes. Other social media posts suggested that in addition to prostitution, the Playboy Club was also alleged to be an infamous drug den in New Delhi.

"That club's a perfect place for a criminal like Victor Vikram to plot crimes like these arson attacks. That's enough homework for now. I'd better take a shower and get some rest before I change into Tiger Woman and go to the club later" resolved Priyanka, the fingers of her right hand playing with her semi-hard dark brown nipples, as she thought about Nick Jones and Delia Singh.

10 pm

Her muscular shiny light brown arms extended straight past her head...her shiny light brown hands clenched into fists... her long muscular shiny light brown legs extended straight below her wide curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet...which had glossy claw like toenails...curled with tension... feeling the cool night air currents wafting over every inch of her voluptuous and muscular shiny light brown body...barely clad by a flimsy tiger pelt bra which barely contained her immense, firm shiny light brown breasts...her magic gold Tiger Belt entwined around her wide curvy waist...a tiger pelt G-string barely covering the space between her huge shiny light brown thighs...tiger pelt bands on the upper part of her muscular shiny light brown arms...her light brown eyes glowing with steely determination in the slits of the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face framed by her long mane of tousled glossy black hair that billowed behind her in the night air...Priyanka Khan was the mighty Tiger Woman of India...and she was on a mission.

Leaving the comfort of her alter-ego's apartment in the comfortable middle class district of Siri Fort...the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine cast her light brown eyes on the rooftops of decrepit and decaying buildings which were common in the north western part of New Delhi...not far from the Indira Gandhi International Airport. Spotting her destination...the dirty grey marble Samarat Hotel... which contrasted with the flashing pink neon sign with rabbit ears in the middle above the words "Playboy Club"...Tiger Woman descended towards the rooftop of a nearby building on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet.

Her immense firm shiny light brown breasts bobbing sexily...threatening to spill out from under the flimsy tiger pelt string bra which barely covered them..the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India strolled to the edge of the rooftop of the building. She assumed her heroic pose...her shiny light brown hands balled into fists...her long muscular shiny light brown legs slightly apart...her erotic bare shiny light brown feet resting flat on the concrete surface of the rooftop... her immense firm shiny light brown breasts pushed forward...as she looked down at the front entrance to the strip club...watching the patrons...male and female...getting out of luxury vehicles and being ushered inside.

As she maintained her surveillance of the Playboy Club.. the Tiger Woman of India felt her huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples stiffen under her flimsy tiger pelt string bra. "Ooh. My huge Tiger Nipples are tingling. They're sensing evil. They're telling me that Victor Vikram is close by"" said Priyanka. The sensations in her famous nipples proved to be accurate as the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine saw a black stretch limo approaching the hotel and turn into an alley between the hotel and the building that she was standing on top of.

Her light brown eyes focused in the slits of the tiger pelt mask that stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face as she saw a bald headed, stocky man in a white suit get out of the rear of the limo and was escorted inside the club via a side entrance, out of the view of the patrons entering the club's front door by two thugs. As the door closed behind Vikram, Tiger Woman saw two thugs who were in the driver's cab of the limo, get out of the luxury vehicle and leaned against it, as they waited for their boss to return.

"Looks like it's time to get this party started" quipped the Tiger Woman of India. Flexing her huge shiny light brown thighs...the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine leapt off the rooftop of the building she was standing on. As she landed in the alley between the building and the hotel on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet..small cracks spreading out in the concrete in the spaces between her sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails...Tiger Woman startled Vikram's two thugs. "Hey! It's the Tiger Bitch!" snarled the first thug.

"My name's Tiger Woman! I need to talk to your boss!" quipped Priyanka as she approached them, heading towards the side entrance to the Playboy Club. "You ain't going nowhere Tiger Slut!" snarled the second thug as he reached under his jacket for his gun. The Top Heavy Hindu Heroine reacted with lightning speed. "Too slow friend!You can't match my strength, speed and stamina of 80 Bengal tigers!" declared Tiger Woman as she felled him with a shiny llight brown left hand karate chop to his neck.

With a groan the second thug collapsed to the ground inches away from the sexy toes of Priyanka's erotic bare shiny light brown feet. The first thug managed to pull out his pistol but fared no better than his comrade as Tiger Woman leapt over the unconscious second thug..extended her long right muscular shiny light brown leg...driving the ball of her erotic bare shiny light brown right foot solidly intothe middle of his face. Priyanka's glossy pink lips spread into a smile of triumph as the first thug joined the second thug on the ground, both of them unconscious. "You boys relax. I'm going inside" quipped Tiger Woman as she walked past the unconscious thugs. Grabbing the handle of the locked door, Priyanka exerted a fraction of her strength of 80 Bengal tigers, broke the lock, pushed the door open and entered the strip club.

Her immense firm shiny light brown breasts bobbing sexily...threatening to spill out from under her flimsy tiger pelt string bra...the sliver of her tiger pelt G-string narrowing between the cheeks of her firm shiny light brown ass and the space between her huge shiny light brown thighs...feeeling the sensation of cool tiles beneath the soles of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet as she walked...the Tiger Woman of India made her way through the dimly lit corridors of the Playboy Club...staying in the shadows...doing her best not to draw attention to herself as she searched for her quarry. Along the way...she passed the main dance floor where men and women who seemed to be high on booze and possibly drugs were enjoying the performances of the exotic female dancers on the stage before them and private rooms where more intimate parties were taking place.

As she turned a corner...Priyanka felt her famous huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples shoot to attention under the thin tiger pelt string bra which barely covered her immense firm shiny light brown breasts. "My huge Tiger Nipples are tingling. They're telling me that Victor Vikram's behind those doors. Time for him to answer some questions" resolved Tiger Woman as she saw a pair of large oak doors at the end of the corridor, the entrance to Vikram's executive suite in the club.

On the other side of the huge wooden doors...Victor Vikram sat on a throne...with a martini in a glass in his right hand..enjoying a private strip tease dance that six exotic female dancers were putting on for him in the middle of his executive suite in the club. At the nearby bar...four of his thugs who were serving as his bodyguards for the night...were having drinks and enjoying the show as well. They were startled when the doors to the suite were kicked open and the Tiger Woman of India strolled into the suite. Victor feigned surprise but was quietly delighted that the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine had sought him out, as he had expected her to do.

He watched as she strolled confidently towards him and assumed her trademark heroic pose in front of him. Victor couldn't help but feel his huge dick stiffen under his pants as he looked at the mighty Tiger Woman standing before him...her shiny light brown hands balled into fists...her long muscular shiny light brown legs slightly apart...her erotic bare shiny light brown feet resting flat on the concrete surface of the rooftop... her immense firm shiny light brown breasts pushed forward. But he played his role...making the Busty Amazon of India believe that she had the advantage.

"Tiger Woman?! What are you doing here?! What is the meaning of this intrusion on my privacy?" asked Vikram, pretending to be shocked and angry. "I'm here Mr Voikram because of the fires that have been taking place in New Delhi. My investigation leads me to believe that you stand your company stand to benefit from the fires which are acts of arson!" declared Priyanka, her light brown eyes glaring at the bald-headed, stocky businessman through the slits of the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face that was framed by her long mane of glossy, tousled black hair.

"A ridiculous assertion on your part young woman! I am a respectable businessman in this city! On what basis do you come here and make these ludicrous and unfounded claims! said Vikram as he continued to sit in his throne...while the four thugs and the six exotic female dancers looked at him and at the Tiger Woman of India, waiting to see what would happen next. With her right shiny light brown hand, Priyanka reached into the fold of the gold Tiger Belt that was entwined around her wide, curvy waist , pulled out the book of matches and displayed it for everyone in the suite to see. "I retrieved this from the scene of the last fire. One of the arsonists had it on his person. He got it from this club which you are a silent owner of and also this hotel. This clearly implicates you in the arson" said Tiger Woman.

"You bore me with your idle rhetoric young woman! Gentlemen escort this annoying female off the premises" ordered Vikram. On cue, the four thugs stepped away from the bar and approached the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine, to do their employer's bidding. Tiger Woman put the book of matches back into the fold of her gold Tiger Belt. "I'm not going anywhere Mr Vikram!" quipped Priyanka as she turned in a swift motion and felled the thug closest to her with a shiny light brown right fist to the jaw which sent him flying backwards through the air and crashing into the nearby bar.

The exotic female dancers ran out of the suite as the other three thugs took the situation more seriously and rushed to subdue the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India. Vikram calmly finished his drink and sat on his throne, to watch the new show that was about to play out before him. "Your hired help is deluded if they think they can stop me Mr Vikram!" quipped Tiger Woman as she whirled around and drove the ball of her erotic left shiny light brown foot into the gut of another thug, sending him sprawling along the floor.

Vikram sat on his throne, watching as the Busty Amazon of India grabbed another thug by his left arm, effortlessly flinging him over her broad shiny light brown shoulder and on to the tiled floor of the executive suite...then turn again to drop the fourth thug with shiny light brown right hand karate chop to the neck. As he crumpled to the tiled floor at her erotic bare shiny light brown feet..Tiger Woman charged full speed towards the seated Vikram..her immense firm shiny light brown breasts threatening to spill out of her flimsy tiger pelt string bra...her muscular shiny light brown arms and long muscular shiny light brown legs moving in tandem..her long mane of tousled, glossy black hair flailing behind her back.

"You're going to answer my questions Mr Vikram! You're no match for my Tiger Powers!" quipped Priyanka as she closed the gap between the seated, bald-headed, stocky businessman and herself. "You are sadly mistaken on both counts my impetuous young female friend" replied Vikram as he revealed a small aerosol spray can that was hidden in his right hand and fired a thick generous burst of its liquid contents at the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine when she was less than a foot away from him.

"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...MACE..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...STRONGER THAN THE ONE USED AT THE FIRE..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..SPRAYED ALL OVER MY IMMENSE TIGER BREASTS...SOAKING THROUGH MY TIGER PELT BRA..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
BEING ABSORBED INTO MY HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...INTO MY BROAD TIGER AREOLAS..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
THEY'RE GETTING..HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
GETTING..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..DIZZY...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
SLEEPY..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
screamed Priyanka staggering backwards on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet..her muscular shiny light brown arms flailing wildly in the air.

Victor Vikram stood up...took off his jacket...slipped a pair of shiny gold brass knuckles on to his hands and approached the tiring Tiger Woman of India as she swayed unsteadily before him...her flimsy tiger pelt bra soaked with liquid mace...her famous huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples...hard, erect and bullet shaped...her famous broad gleaming dark brown areolas raised and swollen underneath it...as the mace immediately went to work on them as he knew it would. "Your super powers are overrated my big breasted female friend. You need to learn your place" snarled Victor. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Tiger Woman..throwing her head back...her muscular shiny light brown arms raised in the air...standing on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet as Vikram drove his large clenched right fist like a battering ram into her immense left firm shiny light brown breast...ensuring the gold brass knuckles on his right fingers were driven powerfully and deep into its sexy, super erogenous summit.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH' groaned Tiger Woman again...staggering backwards on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet as Vikram drove his huge left clenched fist into her immense firm right shiny light brown breast...the gold brass knuckles on his left fingers sinking powerfully and deep into its sexy, super erogenous summit. Knowing he couldn't give the Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India a second to regain her strength, speed and stamina of 80 Bengal tigers...Victor Vikram used his background as a boxer and street brawler..using his size and brute strength to press home his advantage.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUF" groaned Tiger Woman..doubling over repeatedly...her muscular shiny light brown arms flailing past her head...staggering backwards on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet as Vikram delivered ten pile-driving punches with his gold brass knuckle adorned fists into her toned abdomen, knocking the wind out of her sails and making her dizzier with each punch. Raising his huge right clenched fist above his head, Victor sent it hurtling towards the jaded Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India who could do nothing to stop the inevitable.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Tiger Woman...her head thrown back..her muscular shiny light brown arms on either side of her curvy shiny light brown upper torso..her long muscular shiny light brown legs extended full stretch below her wide curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet..with glossy, claw like toenails..curled with tension as a mighty, pile-driving, right fist of Victor Vikram sent her crashing through the plastered wall of the executive suite.. sailing through the air into the main lounge of the club..and crash landing into some nearby tables and chairs, sending wooden splinters flying in different directions.

The crooked male and female patrons in the club...many of them high on booze and an assortment of illegal narcotics provided by the club's management...and not wanting to draw any attention to themselves ..paid no attention to what was going on. The club's bartenders, waiters, bouncers, musicians and exotic female dancers...were equally oblivious and uncaring to what was happening...and the club's activities continued...as Victor Vikram approached Tiger Woman as she groggily got to her erotic bare shiny light brown feet. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh...My immense Tiger Breasts...hurt..Uuuh
My huge Tiger Nipples...Uuuuh..My broad Tiger Areolas...Uuuuuuh...are so...ha..haa..haaaaaaaaaard...They've been drugged...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...My strength, speed, stamina...of 80 Bengal tigers...fading fast...must act...must stop Victor Vikram.." sighed Priyanka...her temples radiating with dizziness...her light brown eyes barely open in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask...her vision becoming blurrier with each passing second.

"That's not happening my young big breasted friend!" snarled Vikram as he caught the tiring Top Heavy Hindu Heroine off guard again. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY IMMENSE TIGER BREASTS..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
..BEING USED AS A PUNCHING BAG..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..BEING BEATEN..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
..IN MY HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..AND IN MY BROAD TIGER AREOLAS..NOT BEING GIVEN A CHANCE...TO FIGHT BACK..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..UUUUUUUUUUNH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH"
groaned Tiger Woman..her muscular shiny light brown arms falling limp on either side of her curvy shiny light brown upper torso...staggering backwards on the balls of her rotic bare shiny light brown feet..staring with sleepy light brown eyes at Victor Vikram as he delivered merciless, powerful jabs with his clenched, gold brass knuckled fists right into the sexy super erogenous summits of her immense frim shiny light brown breasts..as she staggered backwards on the balls of her erotic bare feet towards the main bar.

As the Tiger Woman of India extended her muscular shiny light brown arms on either side of her curvy shiny light brown upper torso...her glossy claw like fingernails digging into the polished countertop of the main bar... standing on the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet...her head bobbing up and down between her immense firm shiny light brown breasts...which heaved up and down with laboured effort in the confines of her mace-soaked flimsy tiger pelt string bra..Victor Vikram strolled smugly towardss her and motioned to a bartender..who placed a tall clear bottle on the bar and uncapped it on his instructions. "Forgive my manners Tiger Woman...It's not every day that India's mightest superheroine graces this establishment...Have a drink...On the house" sneered Vikram.

Before Priyanka could do anything...the bald-headed, stocky crime kingpin..yanked off her mace soaked flimsy tiger pelt string bra...and emptied all of the contents of the tall glass bottle on to her naked immense firm shiny light brown breasts. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...ALCOHOL...BEING POURED ALL OVER MY NAKED IMMENSE TIGER BREASTS..MY HAAARD HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...MY HAAAARD BROAD TIGER AREOLAS...SOAKING IT UP LIKE SPONGES..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH..YOU'RE MAKING THEM DRUNK MR VIKRAM..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...SLEEPY..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
SO SLEEPY..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...HEAD SPINNING...MY MIND...GOING BLANK" moaned the tiring Top Heavy Hindu Heroine.

"Yes..POLMOS SPIRYTUS RETKYFIKOWANY 192 PROOF VODKA...made in Gdanski, Poland...99.9 per cent alcohol...I'm glad to see that your famous enlarged tits and areolas are overwhelmed by its effects...It is the only courtesy you will get in my club" sneered Vikram as he set the empty bottle back on the bar. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF
..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF" groaned Tiger Woman..doubling over again as Vikram delivered four more punishing body blows to her toned shiny light brown abdomen. Grabbing Priyanka by her long mane of tousled glossy black hair, Vikram lifted her off her erotic bare light brown feet and flung her hard to the sticky tiled floor of the lounge. "UUUUUUUUH" groaned Priyanka as she landed on her back...her muscular shiny light brown arms flung past her head...her long muscular shiny light brown legs spread wide open below her wide curvy waist.

The bald-headed, stocky crime kingpin was on top of the Busty Amazon of India in a flash...using his huge size to pin her on her back to the sticky tiled floor. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
..GETTING BEATEN..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...IN MY HAAARD HUGE TIGER NIPPLES..AND IN MY BROAD TIGER AREOLAS..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...DRUGGED WITH MACE...DRUNK WITH ALCOHOL...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..WEAK..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
..DIZZY..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..SLEEPY..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" cried the Tiger Woman of India...her long muscular shiny light brown legs flailing wildly in the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet...with glossy, claw like toenails...curled with tension..as Victor Vikram..filled with rage, hate and malice...mercilessly rained down blows on the sexy and super erogenous summits of her famous, naked immense firm shiny light brown breasts.

"You think a big breasted superheroine like you could ever defeat someone like me?!..You think I fear you or your overrated superpowers?! No one defies Victor Vikram! No one!! You are not ready to get in the ring with me my young big breasted friend!! You will not incriminate me in any crime you claim I'm responsible for!! You will yield before Victor Vikram!! SLEEP. SLEEP. SLEEP. SLEEP. SLEEP SLEEP" roared the bald-headed, stocky crime kingpin as he pummelled the mighty Tiger Woman of India relentlessly and savagely in the sexy, super-erogenous, drugged and drunken summits of her naked, famous, immense firm shiny light brown breasts.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..PAIN...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...IN MY HAAARD
HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..PAIN...IN MY HAAARD BROAD TIGER AREOLAS...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..DRUGGED...WITH MACE...UUUUUUNH
DRUNK WITH VODKA...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...BEING BEATEN...WITH SUCH AUTHORITY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...STRENGTH, STAMINA, SPEED OF 80 BENGAL TIGERS GONE..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH..TIRED..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
SO TIRED...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH..CAN'T MOVE..GOT TO SLEEP..UUUUUUUUUH
..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Priyanka...her long muscular shiny light brown legs falling limp to the sticky tiled floor of the club...as Vikram beat the last ounces of strength out of her voluptuous and muscular shiny light brown body.

Her naked immense firm shiny light brown breasts heaving up and down with increasingly laboured efforts as she found it harder and harder to breathe...her huge puffy gleaming dark brown nipples hard, erect and bullet-shaped...her broad gleaming dark brown areolas hard, erect and swollen...a hazy aura surrounding them from the effects of the mace, vodka and curare that laced Vikram's gold brass knuckles...her muscular shiny light brown arms flung limp past her head...her long muscular shiny light brown legs spread wide open below her wide curvy waist...her erotic bare shiny light brown feet resting on their smooth heels...her sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails straining to stay together and curled with tension... the tamed and tired Top Heavy Hindu Heroine could do nothing but look up with sleepy light brown eyes in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask at the increasingly blurry image of Victor Vikram now standing triumphantly over her fallen form.

"You gentlemen should be able to handle this big breasted superhero bitch now. She's going to take a long nap now. Take her to a dump and dispose of her super ass" ordered Vikram as looked down at the jaded Jumbo Breasted Superwoman of India with glee. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
cooed Priyanka unable to remain conscious any longer.

Victor Vikram grinned as he watched the Tiger Woman of India's head roll against her right shoulder, her light brown eyes closing in the slits of the thin tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face framed by her long mane of tousled, glossy black hair...her naked immense firm shiny light brown breasts...capped at their sexy, super erogenous summits by huge puffy hard, erect and bullet shaped gleaming dark brown nipples and broad, hard, swollen gleaming dark brown areolas..hazy drugged auras swirling around them...her erotic bare shiny light brown feet pointing away from each other...wide spaces appearing between her sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails..as she embraced defeat and succumbed to unconsciousness.

To be continued