Note parts 1 and 2 are at superstories website

New Ocelot Woman in Escape from Essequibo Island Part 3

Parika, Guyana. 5 pm.

Detective Karl Misawa was alighted from the helicopter as it landed at a police-army camp that had been set up just outside of the town...separated by the mighty Essquibo River from the maximum security island prison. He pulled his black leather jacket close to his upper torso to protect himself from the wind draft stirred up by the rotors. Dark sunglasses shielding his eyes from the dust kicked up by the rotors as well. Ignoring the attempts by reporters on the other side of the camp's barriers..that were guarded by armed soldiers and police officers.. to get him to answer some questions...Karl ran into the tent which was serving as the camp's command centre. Under the simple green tarpaulin..was a vast array of radio and video communication equipment...manned by army and police technicans. A Negro army officer with grey hair looked up from a map of the island prison as Misawa entered..and walked towards him. His face coupled with his green bush camouflage military uniform and the insignia on his shoulders registered immediately with the New York cop.

"General Barama...I came as soon as I got your message..What's the situation?" asked Karl as he shook hands with him. "Extremely tense Detective Misawa..and Chief Cain's reluctance to assist my men has not helped the matter in any way..The military has no jurisdiction to act unless the President overrules the civilian authority of the police.." replied the head of Guyana's Armed Forces. Karl nodded grimly. Since he arrived in Guyana over a year ago...Misawa had been practically pulling teeth with Cain for the police force to function. While his credentials from the US Embassy in Georgetown gave him equal rank as the police chief..Karl had no authority to act unilaterally. The detective pushed that thought to the back of his head as he focused on the issue at hand...listening to General Barama as he spoke.

"About three hours ago...there were loud explosions from the prison..our reports suggest that the blasts caused the locking mechanisms for all cells to fail..and the guards have been fighting against the prisoners since then...We have no idea who caused it.. and if all of the prisoners are behind this...until we can..I can't order our troops to invade the island.." the General stated grimly. "Wha about hostages?" asked Karl. "Hard to say...We know that Senator Goddard is there with the members of his Prison Reform Committee..his private media crew..and two journalists from the Stabroek News...Kim Parmasar and Johnny Chan. The detective's jaw dropped in shock. He had worked with Kim and Johnny to bust several crimes..the last one being a plan by Dr Malcom Cort and Texas oil baron Jorrie Power to use the weather to gain a monopoly on world oil prices. "I have to tell you Detective...a time like this...I would more than welcome the help of the Ocelot Woman..." stated Barama.

Karl felt a rush of heat below his waist as he heard that name and visualised the sexy Guyanese Amazon in his mind's eye. Her shapely and muscular brown body barely clad in a thin, translucent ocelot pelt top..as she battled some of the South American republic's most hardened criminals who wanted nothing more than to literally get their hands on her..specifically her big breasts. "If only there was some way to contact her...there are a lot of dangerous criminals housed at the prison...not the least of whom is Bill Wilkins!" remarked Barama. Karl instinctively tensed as he heard that name. The Guyanese businessman was the reason he left New York in pursuit of him after his partner and lover Sandra Lee was killed by him during a sting operation. Misawa remembered how he first met Ocelot Woman who had been captured by Wilkins and how he helped her defeat him. Knowing how vindictive Wilkins was...the detective knew that Ocelot Woman would be at the top of his hit list. "Don't worry General...My gut instinct tells me the hero lady already knows what's happening..in fact..I would'nt be surprised if she isn't in the thick of the action right now...We can't do anything until either we hear from her..or whoever started the riots makes his demands known.." replied Karl. Little did the New York cop know how accurately he had hit the nail on the head.

Back at Essequibo Island Prison...Stabroek News photographer Johnny Chan rubbed the back of his head as he regained consciousness. As his senses returned.. Johnny remembered how he had been shooting pictures when the explosions and subequent prisoner riots had taken place. He remembered running with Senator Henry Goddard, Warden Parsons, Goddard's aides and his television camera crew to Parsons' office to try to get to safety. Safety was the last thing they found there because crime lord Bill Wilkins and his henchmen were waiting there for them. The last thing that Johnny remembered was the Warden being murdered and him telling Wilkins that Ocelot Woman would deal with him before he was struck from behind and blacked out. It was as he recalled that last thought...that Johnny heard an almost inaudible moan a few feet away from him.
Turning his head to the left...the photographer was stunned to see the sight that he saw. For lying prostrate on the cold stone floor of the cell where he had been placed for safekeeping by Wilkins' followers..was none other than the gorgeous Superwoman of Guyana...the OCELOT WOMAN..herself.

She was lying flat on her back...her arms underneath her curvy upper torso..her her long legs spread wide apart...the thin straps of her flimsy leotard pulled back to reveal her large brown breasts..which rose and fell with each breath she took. Johnny watched her sexy toes twitch and her head..pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair rolling slowly from side to side...trying unsuccessfully to shake off some kind of white dust mask which was covering her nose and mouth. Shaking himself out of his stupor and walked over to where the sleeping Guyanese Amazon laid. "Whoa...they really did a sleep number on you sweetheart...look at how hard your nipples are.." remarked Johnny as his finger lightly caressed the puffy black summits of the heroine's breasts which were as hard as bullets. "Hnnhhhhh.." cooed Ocelot Woman into the dust mask in response to Johnny's touch. Placing his left hand behind her head...Johnny gently lifted it up and used his free right hand to remove the dust mask...and caught a whiff of the remnants of chloroform on the mask's inner cotton lining as he threw it aside. "Uuhhhhh..."sighed a grateful Ocelot Woman as fresh air filled her lungs and her brown eyes began to flicker in the slits of the thin mask stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face as she regained consciousness.

Images swirled in front of her eyes as the gorgeous Superwoman of Guyana's senses slowly returned to her. As her vision cleared...the first thing she saw was the concerned but smiling face of Johnny Chan looking down at her. "Hi...I was wondering when you would show up...this isn't exactly what I expected..." quipped Johnny. "Uuhuhhhh..." sighed Ocelot Woman in response. "Are you all right?" asked the photographer. "I..I think so...they..shot me..in my Ocelot Breasts..with tranquilisers...fondled my Ocelot Nipples.....then..used...chloroform on me...knocks me out..everytime...I think I am all right" replied the sexy Guyanese Amazon as she slowly raised herself into a sitting position on the floor.
The alert photographer noticed that her hands were tied together behind her back by strong ropes. "Whatever is going on is something big...Bill Wilkins is the mastermind...He seems to have been planning this for a long time..getting Kim and I here...and even expecting you to show up Ocelot Woman...I've got no idea what happened to Kim..We got separated...Hope she's safe...I couldn't live with myself if something happened to her..." said Johnny with concern in his voice. Unknown to him..investigative journalist Kim Parmasar was sitting right next to him..in the form of the buxom Heroine of Guyana. Kim felt her puffy black nipples..which were still semi-hard from being roughed up earlier tingle with warmth..she was touched by his concern.

"Do not worry Johnny...Kim's safe...but we have to find out what Wilkins and his followers are up to...stop them and save the hostages he has..." replied Ocelot Woman with confidence in her voice. "Easier said than done Ocelot Lady...Wilkins looks like he's got the entire prison population on his side...they have weapons...
control of all communications...and even the way out of here...the odds are really stacked against us..." stated the photographer. "Do not give up hope Johnny...I know how devious Wilkins and his associates can be...but while we've been talking..my Ocelot Nipples have been recovering from the fondling they got earlier..getting softer...and that means one thing..." quipped Kim as she flexed her slender muscled arms. The ropes binding her hands snapped easily and she jumped to her feet. "Incredible.." said Johnny Chan as he stood up next to the gorgeous Guyanese Superwoman as she adjusted the thin straps of her flimsy ocelot pelt leotard to once again cover the large brown mounds of her awesome chest. "Shall we go and pay a visit to our host Bill Wilkins?!" asked Ocelot Woman rhetorically. "Right behind you Ocelot Lady!" replied Johnny.

Turning to the locked steel door of their cell...the sexy Guyanese Amazon stretched her shapely right leg forward..the ball of her erotic right foot making contact with the metal surface of the door with the force of a battering ram. As the door collapsed to the floor in the corridor outside.. Ocelot Woman sprinted out of the cell with Johnny Chan literally on her heels. He had the privilege of seeing Kim's pear-shaped buttocks..barely clad by her skimpy ocelot pelt panties..
jiggling as she ran. However the duo did not get far as they were confronted in the corridor by Karen Lagerfelt, the traitorous Prison Guard Captain Peter Balroop and eight of his men who were in cahoots with Bill Wilkins. "Leavin so soon Ocelot Woman!..Mr Wilkins has so many plans for you and your male friend...Get them!" ordered Karen. Balroop responded by drawing his baton..and his guards did likewise as they charged in unison towards the buxom heroine and the brave photographer. "Stay behind me Johnny!" quipped Kim as she blocked Balroop's baton attack with her gold bracelets. He howled in agony as she drove the ball of her erotic left foot hard into his groin. Balroop slumped to the floor and played no further role in this fight.

"Don't worry about me hero lady!" replied Johnny as he dodged the baton swing of a guard and decked him with a right fist to the jaw. Evading the lunge of another guard...the sensuous Guyanese Amazon grabbed hold of his shirt collar and effortlessly flung him against a nearby wall. Spinning around..she drove the ball of her erotic right foot into the jaw of another guard. Another guard was disabled when Ocelot Woman dealt him a left hand karate chop to his throat. Dropping his shoulders..Johnny rammed into the gut of another guard..winding him as they slammed against a wall. A rapid flurry of punches from the beauteous Superwoman of Guyana put another two baton-wielding guards out of action.
Just as these two guards slumped to the floor at her feet...Kim felt her puffy black nipples tingle under her skimpy ocelot pelt leotard. "Uhhh!!!" she heard Johnny yell. "Johnny!!!" cried the buxom Guyanese heroine in alarm as she whirled around in the direction of her friend's cries. Kim's brown eyes widened in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask as she saw Johnny in the iron of the towering neo-Nazi brute named Reinhard who had a pistol in his free left hand which he pressed against the photographer's left temple.

"No sudden moves Ocelot Bitch!!..or your friend is dead!!" declared Karen. "Don't do it Ocelot Woman!!...Don't surrender to them!!" gasped Johnny as Reinhard cocked the gun. "I have no choice Johnny...I cannot let an innocent life be lost on my account...You have my word that I will do whatever you want me to do Miss Lagerfelt...Do not harm Johnny..." said Ocelot Woman as she relaxed her shapely muscular body. As the sexy Guyanese Amazon stood down...the two man camera crew which Wilkins had hired arrived on the scene. One of them reached into a bag he was carrying on his left shoulder and pulled out a dark brown plastic bottle which seemed vaguely familiar to the buxom heroine...handing it to Karen. "Now pull down your leotard...Expose your big breasts!" commanded Karen. Johnny could do nothing but watch as Kim's hands reached up to her shoulders and pulled her leotard's spaghetti thin straps off her broad shoulders..causing her flimsy top to fall to her small, curvy waist. Her large brown breasts and toned abdomen visible for all to see. At that moment...the strobe light on the TV camera was activated and the thug holding the camera aimed it in Ocelot Woman's direction.

At the police-army camp across the Essquibo River... all of the television monitors went blank for two minutes before live video footage of the topless Ocelot Woman appeared on their screens. "Great Scott!!..It's Ocelot Woman!!..What's she doing?!..Where is this coming from" cried a shocked Detective Karl Misawa. "I don't know sir...but it's on every single television signal..being broadcast all over Guyana!..There's no way we can turn it off..or jam it..."replied an army technician as all activity stopped in the camp. The pattern was repeated across the South American republic. In their homes, schools and in their workplaces...citizens were riveted to their TV screens as they saw their celebrated protector exposed in a way which she had never been before. They watched and listened as Ocelot Woman was handed the dark brown plastic bottle. "Now Ocelot Woman...Open the bottle and pour all of its contents on to your big breasts!" ordered Karen. "Don't do it Ocelot Woman!..It's a trap!" warned Johnny as he struggled helplessly in the iron grip of Reinhard who was holding a gun to his head.

"Sorry Johnny..but I have no choice except to do as Karen Lagerfelt says..." replied Kim as she uncapped the bottle and proceeded to pour what seemed to be a clear oily liquid on to each of the naked brown mounds of her broad chest. "Uunnhhhh!!!...devious fiends!!...Uuhuhuuhhh!!!!...some kind of...chloroform oil!!...My Ocelot Nipples..becoming..sooo..hhh..hhhaarrr..dddd...making my Ocelot Breasts...feel weak...getting..dizzy...getting..so sleepy...my Ocelot Breasts..have been..drugged" confessed the beauteous Guyanese superwoman as the bottle fell to the floor and she swayed drunkenly from side to side under the influence of the drug-laced oil. The thug holding the TV camera kept it focused on her..zooming the lens repeatedly on her large brown breasts which gleamed with a hazy aura from the oil. Her brown eyes unfocused and fluttering in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask.

Karl looked on at the unfolding drama on the screen in front of him in the police army camp outside Parika...helpless to do anything else. "Wilkins you scum!..You set this trap for Ocelot Woman!...Using her sense of justice and fairness against her by holding Johnny Chan hostage!...Forcing her to exploit her own breasts cause you know that weakens her...and there's no way to stop you from doing this to the hero lady.." thought the detective grimly. Unable to overcome the strength of the brute Reinhard...Johnny could do nothing but look on as his secret girlfriend was being for--d to exploit herself to save him. At his office in Georgetown, Police Chief Martin Cain smiled as he watched Ocelot Woman swooning under the effects of her oil-stained, drugged breasts. "Wilkins has got you now super bitch!" thought the crooked Martin. "I can't believe what I'm seeing!...Ocelot Woman is being for--d to sexually humiliate herself on national television...and she doesn't even know it..and there's no way to stop it..." thought Stabroek News Editor-in Chief Bruce Kandivas as he watched the live feed on the television in the paper's news room..along with the rest of his staff.

"Very good Ocelot Woman...and now you will rub the oil into your big breasts and your groin!" sneered Karen. "No!!..Ocelot Woman!!..Snap out of it!!..You have to regain your powers...You have to... Unnhhh!!" blurted Johnny before Reinhard knocked him out by lashing him behind the head with the pistol that had been aimed at his head. "Johnny..!" groaned Kim. "Do not disobey Ocelot Woman!!..Do it!!..or your friend dies...as will all the other hostages we have taken!!" cried Karen. Before Ocelot Woman could reply...Danny Dhanoolal intervened once again by snatching her golden lasso from the golden belt that was entwined around her small shapely waist. He looped it around her broad shoulders and stood two feet behind her...holding the free end of the lasso in his hands. "Yes...I have..no choice ...for the good of all...I must..obey..." said Ocelot Woman who was hypnotised by the Amerindian magic of her own lasso. Placing her erotic bare feet flat on the floor ...spreading her long,muscular legs wide open...Kim cupped her big brown breasts with both hands and started to rub them vigorously. "Uunnnhhhh!!!..Uuunnhhh!!!..Uuunnhhh!!!..Uuunhhhh!!!" moaned Ocelot Woman as her head swayed from side to side as her fingers rubbed the oil into every inch of her amazing chest..and stroked her puffy black nipples until they were as shiny and hard as diamonds.

Karl, Kandivas, Cain and the rest of Guyana's population who was watching the live broadcast from Essequibo Island Prison...then watched in shock and awe as Kim thrust her left hand under her skimpy ocelot pelt panties and started to massage the chloroform oil into her secret spot. She continued to fondle her breasts with her right hand..continuing to pay special attention to her famous black puffy nipples which every criminal in Guyana wanted to get there hands on. "Think about a man Ocelot Boobs!...Think about a man you want to touch your big breasts...to rub your crotch till you get wet!...His hands are all over you..Do it right now!" quipped Danny as he held the lasso. Hypnotised by the power of the lasso's Amerindian magic... the sexy Guyanese Amazon had no choice but to obey Danny's command. Images of Johnny Chan appeared in her jaded mind. In her mind's eye...Ocelot Woman could see the handsome photographer's hands caressing every inch of her curvaceous and muscular brown body.
"Uuunnhhhh!!!!!..Uunnnhhh!!!..Unnhh!!!....Uuhhh!!!..Uuhhh!!!..Uuhh!!..Uuhh!!" moaned Kim as the fingers of her left hand combed the thick black pubic forest under her ocelot pelt panties..easily locating and stroking her clit into hardness. Simultaneously the fingers of her right hand continued to stroke her puffy black nipples which were glossy from the chloroform oil which coated them and hard from her own touch.

As images of Johnny touching her breasts and crotch...caressing every inch of her voluptuous and muscular body...flooded her mind...Ocelot Woman gyrated her small, curvy waist..as she simultaneously rubbed her clit and breasts..massaging the powerful chloroform oil deep into them as her sexual fantasies overwhelmed her. As the sexy Guyanese Amazon willingly made herself become sexier and sleepier with each passing second...Bill Wilkins' cameraman continued to record her actions. Unknown to Kim...the entire country was watching her literally pleasure herself into unconsciousness. "Yes...You're finished now Ocelot Woman!...Bill Wilkins really got you good this time! You're in way over your tits on this one!" grinned Police Chief Martin Cain as he watched the buxom heroine sexually
exploit herself on national television. At the Stabroek News building, Kandivas and the rest of the staff watched in shock and horror as the camera zoomed in on the beauteous Guyanese superwoman's naked chest and her crotch as she continued to vigorously fondle herself. "Very good Ocelot Woman!...As you can see...there is no hope for you to save anyone...not even yourself!" gloated Karen Lagerfelt. "Uuhhhhh!!!..Yes...Bill Wilkins...has outsmarted me..again.. my Ocelot Strength...useless against sex....Chloroform oil...too strong....Ocelot Breasts...they..have ..been drugged...making me weaken myself...cannot stop fondling my Ocelot Nipples... cannot stop making them..so...so..so..so..Uuhhhh.. hh..hhh..hhh..hhh..hhh..aa..aa..aa..aa..aa..aa..rrr..rrr...dddd" cooed Kim sleepily. Her brown eyes fluttered in the slits of the ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her face..her head swayed slowly from side to side.. as she felt up her hard and shiny puffy black nipples. "Enough playing around Ocelot Boobs...Time to knock yourself out!" ordered Danny as he gave a slight tug on the golden lasso.

"Yes...must obey.." replied the sleepy Guyanese Amazon and she started to rub her genitals at rapid speed..the presence of Johnny Chan together with the power of the chloroform oil sexually arousing her as never before. The thug holding the TV camera used its full resolution as he zeroed in on the space between her huge brown thighs as her left hand moved in and out of her thin ocelot pelt panties at such a rapid speed that it was almost impossible to see with the human eye. "Aauuhhhhhhhh!!!!!!....My...Ocelot Cuuunntttttt!!!!...Aahhhhhhh...getting..so..wet... getting so..getting so....so..hhhh..hhhh..hhhh..hhhhh..aaahhh..ahhhhhh...rrrrrrr..dddd...my man...so close...cannot..resist...sexual fantasies..about him...Uuunnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!...too much...too much....cannot...think...cannot..fight...for justice...Bill Wilkins...turning my sexual..inexperience..against me...turning my strength...into my greatest weakness...he..has..trapped me..good...Ocelot Breasts...so weak..Ocelot Nipples..so hard... that makes me feel...so sleepy...being for--d...to turn myself on
...Going to...going to...Uuuhh!!..Uuuhhh!!!!...Uunnuuhhh!!!!...Uuunnuuhhhh!!!!!..
Uuuuuuunnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" moaned Ocelot Woman as she aroused herself to a climax and a massive orgasm exploded between her large brown thighs.

Karl, Kandivas, Cain and the entire population of Guyana watched as the beauteous and buxom superwoman collapsed to the floor of the prison..completely aroused and totally exhausted. They watched as her left shoulder made contact with the cold concrete floor and she rolled over on to her back. Her arms were flung past her head..which was pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair. The sexy Guyanese Amazon's long legs glided back and forth below her small curvy waist..over the prison floor..her sexy bare toes twitching as she struggled in futility to stave off the inevitable. Karen Lagerfelt took out another dark brown bottle filled with chloroform from her handbag..and poured some more of the potent drug into a thick white rag. The TV camera kept focused as she knelt down beside the sleepy and helpless Heroine of Guyana. "

to be continued