New Ocelot Woman in Return of the Caiman Queen Part 2

24 hours later.
Spring Garden, Guyana. Noon

"Uuhhh...Uuhhh..Uuhhhh.." sighed Kim Parmasar as she struggled unsuccessfully to regain consciousness. The investigative journalist with the Stabroek News newspaper lay naked atop a bed located in the basement of a two storey wooden house in the southern part of this small river town. Her head rolled from side to side atop a pillow...her arms lay limp on either side of her shapely upper torso...her large brown breasts rising and falling...her long legs glided back and forth over the mattress...her sexy toes..unable to get a grip of the sheets.
Danny Dhanoolal stood close to the bed..watching Kim writhe helplessly before him..trapped in a bad dream which she seemed unable to awaken from. He attributed that to the hardness of her puffy black nipples and areolas which were erect and as hard as bullets. Danny knew that as long as Kim's nipples were never allowed to soften...she would remain unconscious and unable to change into her sexy, super-powered ego of Ocelot Woman. "Everything is going according to plan..." thought Danny as he watched his helpless prisoner. Just then there was a knock on the door of his basement apartment and Danny left to answer the door..confident that Kim would not wake up by the time he came back.

Danny returned with an Amerindian man whose identity was concealed by a thick crimson cloak that he wore. He walked slowly towards the bed where Kim lay writhing helplessly on her back..unable to shake herself out of the sleepy and sexy stupor that she had been imprisoned in by Danny's ingenuous rigging of her internal plumbing whic turned her shower into a trap which she fell easily into. Danny watched as the Amerindian carefully studied every inch of Kim's curvaceous brown body from head to toe. The Amerindian man..then turned to Danny..pulling back the hood of his cloak. He wore a feathered headdress which identified him as an Amerindian medicine man...the miniaturised head of a caiman...the South American relative of the alligator in the middle of the headpiece which stretched across his furrowed brow. After watching Kim twisting atop the bed..trapped in a state of erotic slumber by the chloroform and native sex drug which Danny had rigged her shower with...the Amerindian turned to the criminal fugitive. "We had deal...You bring us Ocelot Woman...release our Queen...then we give you treasure...set you free..." stated the medicine man. "Take it easy Chief..." said Danny with a grin. "I am Juhel...High Priest of the Caimen!" the Amerindian reminded Danny...showing the fugitive the tatoo of a green caiman which was engraved into his right forearm. All the warriors of this long lost Amerindian tribe bore that mark.

"I always keep my deals....Don't you forget Juhel...It was my genius that kidnapped this woman without anyone..least of her suspecting it...Your tribesmen don't know nothing about internal plumbing..." quipped Danny. "We must have Ocelot Woman!..Time for Queen grows short...Caiman Queen must rule again...You not keep deal!" snarled Juhel. "Be cool..
this bitch is a close friend of the Ocelot Woman...only a matter of time before the super bimbo finds out...tracks her down here...and then it's lights out for her...You just get your boys ready for tonight...this bitch should wake up by then..." said Danny to the ignorant Juhel...keeping the fact that he knew Kim Parmasar was Ocelot Woman to himself. "You get final chance...No Ocelot Woman...You sacrifice for Caiman Queen.." declared Juhel as he turned and walked out of the basement apartment. Danny walked over to a nearby wooden cabinet...opened a drawer... and pulled a dark brown bottle and thick pad of cotton wool.
Uncapping the bottle..Danny expertly poured a hefty amount of chloroform into the cotton pad. He walked over to the bed..where the naked Kim Parmasar was still writhing slowly atop the bed in her drugged state. "See you tits are getting softer Kim...You'll be able to change into Ocelot Woman by tonight...then...you'll help me fill my end of the bargain...that means..
you'll need to take a rest.." sneered Danny.

Having said that..the criminal fugitive clamped the pad over Kim's nose and mouth. "Nhhh..
Nhhhh!!...Nhhhh!!...Nhhhh!!" cried Kim into the pad...her brown eyes suddenly snapping open as the familiar fumes of chloroform filled her lungs. As she raised her arms to defend herself...Danny acted swiftly..his free left hand reaching between her thighs...finding her tightened clit underneath the dense foliage of her thick black pubic jungle...and rubbing it vigorously. "Nnnnnnnnhhhhhhh...." swooned Kim into the pad...her arms falling limp against the mattress...and spreading her long legs wide open as Danny's fondling of her vagina sent her senses spinning out of orbit. "No escape for you now Kim...Go to sleep...Ocelot Woman"
gloated Danny as he stroked her crotch with his left hand while keeping the chloroform pad in place over her nose and mouth with his right hand. "Uuuhhhhhhh..." agreed Kim as she
succumbed to an orgasm which together with the chloroform..knocked her out in under two seconds. Danny smiled as he watched Kim's brown eyes roll up in her head and slowly close. He held the pad over her nose and mouth..until her breathing became slow and deep..
signaling that she was out for the count.

Stabroek News offices, Georgetown. 6 pm.

Johnny Chan was in the photographic department downloading pictures he had taken while on several different assignments which he had been on during the course of the day. They were all routine jobs..including the opening of a new insurance company, a charity luncheon and a friendly international soccer match between Guyana and South Korea. As he input the pictures from his camera into the computer...Johnny could not help but occasionally glance in the direction of Kim Parmasar's empty desk. In fact...the photographer had found himself doing that on many occasions..even when he wasn't consciously doing it..since Kim went on holiday one day earlier. Though he tried to focus on his work...Johnny just could not keep thoughts of Kim and Ocelot Woman out of his head. He cared about both of them...could sense that each of them had feeelings for him...but was confused as to how he could deal with these conflicting emotions. "If only you were here Kim...So we could talk...How do I tell you how I feel...knowing how strongly attracted I am to Ocelot Woman...and that she cares about me too.." thought Johnny. His thoughts were interrupted when the phone on the desk in front of him rang. "Kim?" asked Johnny instinctively as he picked up the receiver.
"Kim is on vacation Johnny...and you're behind schedule with those photos of yours!" quipped Bruce Kandivas...Editor-in-Chief of the Stabroek News on the other end of the line.
"Yes sir...I'll get them to you now.." replied Johnny and put the phone down. "Better get back to doing what this newspaper hires me to do...Maybe I'll call Kim in a couple of days..at least she's on holiday...probably not doing that much..." thought the photographer as he buckled down to work.

Spring Garden. 8 pm.

"Ooohhhh...Where..Where am I?...What...happened..?" groaned Kim Parmasar as she regained consciousness. The palm of her right hand pressed against the middle of her forehead while her long legs glided back and forth over the mattress that she was lying upon. The fingers of her left hand reached instinctively for her chest..lightly caressing her puffy black nipples and areolas which had now become soft. As the intrepid lady reporter's senses slowly returned to her...so too did her memory and she became aware of her surroundings."Everything's so blurry...Remember coming home...taking a shower...but
nothing after that...someone...knocked me out...but..in my own shower?...How?.." sighed Kim. Slowly she got off the bed..the soles of her bare feet touching the floor. "This..This isn't my apartment...My clothes!..Someone drugged me...in my shower..and carried me naked to this place...Wherever it is...but...whoever they are..they're not smart enough to tie me up..
now to deal with these criminals.." resolved Kim as she started to spin on a single spot.
Her clothing body was enveloped in a golden light as she hurriedly began her amazing transformation.

A flimsy and translucent ocelot pelt leotard slowly snaked over her, covering the curvaceously, muscular brown body. Kim's breasts were increased by several inches... becoming largely firm and barely protected by the thin fabric. As it worked down her body, the leotard formed a thin sliver in between her llarge, muscular thighs...exposing a few wisps of black pubic hair. Her feet were bare save for an erotic golden anklet, just tied above her left ankle. Her trademark golden belt and lasso and twirled themselves magically around her small, curvy waist. Kim's black hair loosened..becoming long and glossy as it cascaded on to her broad and virtually naked shoulders. Gold bracelets snapped onto her wrists and Kim closed her eyes.. letting an ocelot pelt mask caress her face, concealing her identity. However as she completed her transformation into OCELOT WOMAN...Kim heard the unmistakeable sound of someone clapping their hands...applauding her. Turning around the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman's brown eyes widened in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask..as she saw Danny Dhanoolal standing a few feet away from him..clapping his hands.

"Man...that was some show Kim...I always wondered how you change into your super bimbo identity...Now I know..." sneered Danny. "Danny Dhanoolal!...I should have known you would have been behind such a nefarious scheme to kidnap Kim Parmasar...but I will bring you to justice!" replied Ocelot Woman as she stood in trademark heroine pose. Her hands on her small curvy waist..her long, muscular legs spread slightly apart and her large brown breasts thrust forward with confidence. "You ain't fooling me Kim...I got hard evidence that you are Ocelot Woman..." said Danny as he waved the security tape from Essequibo Island Prison in front of the buxom Guyanese Amazon. "No!!...I got chloroformed at the prison....
Karen Lagerfelt...Ricardo Tachika...drugged me..questioned me...I..I must have revealed my identity to them...but I did not know the whole thing was recorded!!" gasped Kim in alarm as she realised that Danny had indeed learnt her secret identity. "You made a big mistake by capturing me Danny!...Especially not tying me up while I was out!...Once I use my golden lasso on you...All that you have learnt about me will be wiped clean!" said Ocelot Woman as she approached the criminal fugitive. "Don't count on it bitch! quipped Danny. As he said that...six Amerindian men wearing head pieces fashioned out of the heads of caimans and loinclothes...armed with machetes,spears and clubs charged towards the sexy Guyanese Amazon..determined to capture her.

Evading the wild swing of a Caiman warrior's club...Ocelot Woman countered by sending him hurtling through the air with a left uppercut to the jaw. Pivoting on the ball of her erotic right foot...Kim drove the ball of her erotic left foot solidly into the groin of a second Amerindian. Offering his privates little protection..this Caiman warrior howled in agony from this blow which left him writhing on the floor of the basement apartment. Danny watched the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman's large brown breasts bob and sway under her flimsy, translucent leotard as she used the gold bracelets that adorned her wrists with skilful coordination...to block and parry the uncoordinated swipes of another warrior's machete. The criminal fugitive grinned as predictably...to him at least...Kim dealt the Caiman warrior a right hand karate chop to the middle of his throat..dropping him to the floor..gasping for air.
Ocelot Woman sidestepped another Caiman warrior as he leapt at her with his club raised over his head to strike. Kim swiveled her curvaceous and muscular brown body..swinging her shapely right leg towards him...striking him hard in the gut with her right knee. This warrior doubled over..gasping for air...and slumped to the floor. With a savage cry...another Caiman warrior lunged towards Ocelot Woman with his long wooden spear poised to strike.

Kim's large brown breasts bobbed and swayed from side to side under her thin translucent ocelot pelt leotard as she ran towards him. Flexing her large thighs...the buxom Guyanese crimefighter leapt over her opponent as he thrust his spear forward..intent on striking her with its sharpened stone tip. Placing the palms of her hands on the dim-witted Amerindian's shoulders as she somersaulted over him...Ocelot Woman used her momentum to flip him over as the balls of her erotic bare feet touched the floor. The native's spear went flying from his hands as he was sent hurtling through the air and his fall ended when he landed atop another Caiman tribesman who was rushing forward to lash the sexy Guyanese Amazon with his club. As these Amerindians either lay unconscious on the floor or groaning in pain.........
Danny Dhanoolal turned and ran out of the open front door of his basement apartment. "Leaving so soon Danny?!...You ought to know by now there is nothing you can do to stop me from bringing you to justice!" quipped Kim as she sprinted after the fleeing felon who she believed was trying to escape. "I must get that video tape away from Danny and use my lasso's magic to wipe his memory clear of anything on that tape which proves that Kim Parmasar is Ocelot Woman" resolved the beauteous Heroine of Guyana as she pursued Danny out of the basement apartment.

As she ran out of the apartment...four Caiman warriors...dressed in civilian clothes and shoes tried to stop her from chasing after Danny. Spinning around..Ocelot Woman thrust her shapely left leg forward..driving the ball of her erotic left foot solidly into one Amerindian thug's gut with the force of a battering ram. He fell to the basement floor..and Kim dispatched the second thug with a right fist to the jaw. Spinning on the ball of her erotic right foot...the sexy Guyanese Amazon.. sent the last two thugs sprawling with a sweep kick of her left leg. Leaping over their fallen forms.. Ocelot Woman continued her pursuit of Danny Dhanoolal as he rounded a corner in the dimly lit corridor. Bravely and boldly...the buxom Guyanese crimefighter turned the same corner as she closed in on her fleeing quarry. However as she did so...Ocelot Woman halted in her tracks as Caiman High Priest Juhel..clad in his tribal mask and headpiece...a flowing crimson robe.. and holding a wooden staff bearing the skull of a caiman on top...blocked her path towards the lone stairwell into and out of the basement. "Stop!!...You are not permitted to leave female!!...You are the Chosen One!!" declared Juhel as he flapped his flabby arms in the air. Kim walked slowly down the dimly lit corridor towards him...somewhat surprised and curious about the Amerindian medicine man. "I do not know who you are...but you are an accomplice to a crime...You and your Amerindian friends...Surrender now...and I will do my best to ensure that the authorities give you a fair hearing..." said Ocelot Woman assuming her trademark pose as she spoke. Her hands on her small, curvy waist..her long, muscular legs spread slightly apart..the large brown mounds of her amazing chest pushed forward with confidence.

"Foolish female!!...Not escape destiny!!" declared the Caiman High Priest and tapped his staff against the floor. With this simple action...Juhel caused several clay bowls that had been placed along the floor...on opposite sides of the dimly-lit corridor...to ignite simultaneously. "Eh!?!!...What is going on!??!!...My Ocelot Nipples are usually so reliable..to
warn me about danger...I have been taken completely by surprise!!!" admitted Kim..raising her slender muscled arms and spreading her long,muscular legs slightly apart as thick plumes of smoke rose into the air from the bowls that surrounded her...but seemed to do little else. "What kind of amateur magic trick is this?!!...It takes more than smoke and parlour tricks to stop me!" quipped Ocelot Woman as she quickly recovered from her initial surprise and charged towards High Priest Juhel who stood his ground at the foot of the stairwell. Uttering an Amerindian chant...he twirled his caiman staff over his head...and the smoke billowing into the air from the clay bowls was transformed into a mini-tornado..which spun around the curvaceous and muscular brown body..of the oncoming sexy Guyanese Amazon. She continued to forge her way through the smoke that was swirling all around her...as Juhel..seemingly oblivious to her increasing proximity...chanted and twirled his staff in the air. However the steely resolve and determination of Ocelot Woman to fight justice began to waver...as a different reality set in upon the unsuspecting crime fighter.

"This is not smoke...some kind of incense...It is getting my Ocelot Nipples...hhhaaarrdddd...
...Oooohhhh...My Ocelot Breasts...are becoming...so..dizzy...so sleepy...I..I got..no warning..
...from my Ocelot Nipples.....Uunnuhhhhhhh..." groaned Kim as the effects of the Caiman High Priest's special incense..sent her staggering backwards on the balls of her erotic bare feet. The beauteous Guyanese superwoman..staggered from side to side in the corridor..the palm of her right hand pressed against her forehead..the palm of her left hand resting lightly on the centre of her toned abdomen...as her large brown breasts heaved under her flimsy, translucent ocelot pelt leotard...her famous puffy black nipples and areolas becoming visible as the Caiman incense made them become as hard as bullets...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face that was framed by her long mane of glossy black hair which cascaded from the top of her head on to her broad shoulders and reaching the middle of her exposed and well-chiseled back. As Ocelot Woman became increasingly dazed and disoriented by the effects of the potent incense swirling around her..High Priest Juhel...ordered two of the six Caiman warriors who she had beaten inside the apartment..who had recovered enough to pursue her..to attack. Charging through the swirling native incense..which somehow had no effect on them..they rushed the Ocelot Woman...determined to carry out the Juhel's command.

Her usually sharp instincts dulled by the erotic arousal effect that the incense was having on her big breasts...Kim did not detect the natives' attack..until she turned around and saw they were literally upon her. One Caiman warrior managed to get close enough...stretched his arms towards her broad shoulders..grabbed the spaghetti-thin straps of her leotard and
pulled it down. "Eh?!!!...No!!!" cried Ocelot Woman with alarm as the large brown mounds of her awesome chest...capped at their summits by her rapidly hardening puffy black nipples and areolas...were fully exposed. With effort...the sexually aroused and sleepy Guyanese Amazon...swatted away this warrior with a right hand slap to the face. However as he fell..the second Caiman tribesman made his move...grabbing the buxom heroine's exposed breasts...his thumbs molesting her famous nipples and areolas. "Uunnnhhhh!!!...Uuhnnhh!!"
said Kim in protest as she stared her attacker directly in the face. Grabbing his wrists with her hands...Ocelot Woman twisted her shapely body as she tossed him against a nearby wall. The warrior crashed atop some of the incense bowls..shattering them..but by this time..it made no difference. "Unnhuuhhhh...Unuhhuuhh...incense...too strong...impossible..for my Ocelot Nipples...to resist its effects...my Ocelot Breasts...are so dizzy...becoming..sleepier..
and sleepier..by the second...I..I cannot keep thoughts...of man's touch..sex...Johnny..out of
my head...Amerindians...know my weakness...Danny told them..." cooed the sleepy Guyanese superwoman..standing unsteadily on her erotic bare feet...her arms limp at her sides...her naked brown breasts heaving as she had no choice but to inhale the incense..her
head bobbed up and down between her bountiful cleavage. Her brown eyes becoming dull and hazy in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her face.

This brought the four civilian attired Caiman tribesmen into the game. Two of them pulled out special ropes made from the thick hide of the caiman with lumps of a white crystal attached to either end. Whirling them faster and faster over their heads...the Amerindian thugs released their ropes simultaneously..sending them flying towards their shapely target.
Increasingly dazed and disoriented by the overwhelming power of the Caiman incense that was arousing her super-powered breasts...Ocelot Woman was unable to react in time to dodge the flying ropes. "Eh?!!!" gasped Kim as the ropes wrapped around her shapely upper torso...pinning her slender muscled arms to her sides and wrapping repeatedly around her naked brown breasts...flattening them against her broad chest. "No ropes can hold me for long...have to break free..." sighed the beauteous Guyanese superwoman as she planted her erotic bare feet flat on the floor and flexed her bound arms to break the ropes. While breaking loose from chains or ropes were child's play for Ocelot Woman...the Amerindian ropes presented a challenge which she had never experienced in her crime-fighting career.
The crystal lumps which acted as weights on the ends of the ropes had a unique property which the buxom Guyanese heroine was totally unprepared for. The crystals possessed a special property to vibrate whenever they came into contact with any source of energy...such as the human body. As Kim strained to break the ropes binding her arms and her exposed upper body...the heat generated by her struggles caused the crystals to vibrate rapidly. The vibraions were transmitted along the strips of caiman hide ropes which were intricately entwined about the smooth naked brown skin of her mighty chest.

"Uunnnhhhh!!!!...Uunnnhhhh!!!!...Ropes..so strong!...rubbing against my Ocelot Breasts..as I struggle...What...are they...made off?!...Oooohhhh!!!...Ahhhhh!!!...making my Ocelot Nipples...hhh...hhh..hhh..hhh..aaa..aaa..aaaa...rrrrrrr..ddddd...my Ocelot Breasts...getting..
weaker...making me...feel..sleepier...and sleepier...cannot..stop thinking..about..Johnny...
thoughts of sex...thoughts of sleep...becoming too strong...want to give in..want to become
unconscious....cannot break..free...have to get away..." groaned the sexy and increasingly sleepy Guyanese Amazon as the caiman hide ropes and incense worked in concert to undermine her large brown breasts that were the source of her super powers. "I..I cannot hold on..much longer...Ocelot Breasts...getting weaker...will put me to sleep again...if..I do
not..get..away..." sighed Kim as she resolved to rush High Priest Juhel. If she could get to the staircase behind him..and out of the safehouse where she had been held prisoner for the last day...maybe the beauteous Superwoman of Guyana might have a chance to regain her powers...stop the villains who had kidnapped her in her alter-ego as Kim Parmasar..and stop
Danny Dhanoolal from exposing her secret identity to the world. Ocelot Woman was particularly concerned what this knowledge would do to her budding relationship with her work colleague and partner at the Stabroek News...photographer Johnny Chan. How would he react if he knew that Ocelot Woman was investigative journalist Kim Parmasar who he had worked alongside for months and was starting to develop feelings for.

Unfortunately for the sexually aroused and sleepy Guyanese superwoman...thoughts about her man...distracted her from the seriousness of her predicament and her hastily devised plan to escape from Danny and his Amerindian allies. The other two civilian attired Caiman tribesmen arrived on the scene and pulled out their special binding ropes. Whirling them above their heads for nearly a minute...the Amerindian thugs...sent their ropes flying through the air with neat flicks of their wrists. "Ohhhh!!!!" cried Ocelot Woman in alarm..as one of the caiman hide/crystal weighted ropes wound itself tightly around her large thighs and calves..while the second set of rope and crystal weights...tightly bound her shapely ankles together...sending her crashing to the floor...only two feet away from freedom.
"Uuhuuuhhhh...these ropes...impossible too break...they are making my Ocelot Nipples...
hhhaaarrrrddddd...allowed myself to be distracted..Ocelot Breasts not fully recovered.. can't break free..becoming..so sleepy..so weak..." complained Kim writhing on the floor under the inescapeable assult from the ropes binding her.

"Uuhhhhh!!!!...Uuhunnhhhh!!!!...Uuhhuhh!!!!...Uunhuuuhhhh!!!" groaned Ocelot Woman...
..her curvaceous and muscular brown body twisting erotically with effort on the floor as struggled in futility to break the strong caiman hide ropes that bound her large brown breasts...arms..thighs..calves..and ankles. The heat generated by her body's frantic writhing.. being absorbed by the crystals attached to the caiman ropes...causing the crystals to emit vibrations along the ropes...towards the bound naked skin of the Guyanese Amazon's mighty chest....exacting a hefty toll on the massive brown mounds of her chest...and the puffy black nipples and areolas which crowned their summits. High Priest Juhel and his Caiman tribesmen watched with grim and sadistic satisfaction as the resistance of the sensuous Superwoman of Guyana crumbled...the movements of her shapely body slowing with each passing second. "Ooohhhhh...my Ocelot Nipples...so hard...that makes my Ocelot Breasts...feel..so sexy..so weak..so sleepy...Johnny...his hands...all over me...playing with my Ocelot Nipples...making my Ocelot Breasts tired...I..I cannot...break free...." confessed the weakened Guyanese superwoman in a faint and sleepy voice as she lay flat on her back on the floor. Kim was powerless to do anything as Juhel stood menacingly over her.
"No escape...your destiny..." gloated the Caiman High Priest as one of the tribesmen handed him another strip of the special caiman hide rope with crystals at its ends.

"Who...who are you?...Why..have you...captured me?...and..what are you...going to do with that?!...No!!..You have made my Ocelot Breasts...so weak...so sleepy...cannot escape..cannot defeat you...so helpless...Keep that rope away!!..No!!..No!!..No!!" pleaded Ocelot Woman as Juhel knelt down beside her helpless form...ingnoring her pleas as he focused upon the task at hand. Attaching the rope to one of the loops in the ropes under her the big brown breasts of the sexy Guyanese Amazon...Juhel stretched it along the middle of her six-pack abdomen...over the centre of her small curvy waist...between her large brown thighs..pulling it tightly into Kim's groin and tying it to one of the loops of the rope at the back of her broad chest."Aahieee!!!!!...Aaahieeeee!!!!...not my Ocelot Cunt!!!!...Aiaheeee!!!!..Fiends!!!..Aieee!!
Aiahheeee!!!..Perverts!!!!!...Aiheeee!!!!...Ahiheeee!!!!...Aahhh!!!.....Aiheeee!!!!..Aahhh!!!..
Aahhh!!!..Uuhuhh!!!..Uuunhhuuuhhhh!!!!" screamed Ocelot Woman as she struggled instinctively..causing the rope to rub..rapidly and vigorously across the thin silver of ocelot pelt that barely covered her virgin crotch. The Caiman High Priest and his tribesmen watched in awe and amusement..as the sexy Guyanese Amazon writhed helplessly on the floor in front of them..every muscle on her curvaceous brown body accentuated as she desperately tried to break the unbreakable caiman hide ropes.

"Uunnhhh!!!!..Uunnnnhh!!!!..Uuhuhh!!!..Uuuhuuhhhh!!!!!" groaned Ocelot Woman..her slender muscled arms and long,muscular legs flexing with effort as she strained against the ropes which refused to yield to her super strength which was being rapidly undermined by her own erotic vulnerabilities. While her mighty strength would normally have allowed her to snap the ropes as if they were made off paper...the weak, sexually aroused and sleepy Guyanese superwoman was in no condition to combat the thick caiman hide material of the ropes..or their special crystal attachements..which vibrated in the presence of any energy source...in this case the struggles of her curvaceous and muscular brown body. Their vibrations were transmitted along the strands of the caiman hide ropes...towards her most erogenous zones. Gasping for air as she struggled in vain to break the ropes...Kim had no choice but to inhale the Caiman incense into her lungs. Her brown eyes became dull and hazy in the slits of the thins ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face..as the incense saturated her lungs...causing her head to spin as her mind was corruption..her perception of reality distorted.

"Uuhhuuhhhhh....Johnny...his hands..on my Ocelot Breasts...his fingers...playing with my Ocelot Nipples...making them...so..hhhaarrddd...he's making as me...so weak..so sleepy...he
is..Ooohhhh...going inside...my Ocelot Cunt...becoming..so...wet..No..some kind of trick...by
Amerindians...want to resist..want to fight...but..I..I cannot...some kind of spell..cast on my Ocelot Breasts..on my...Ocelot Cunt...they..are..being...hypnotised...only think..of...sex..and
.and...sleep..." sighed the Guyanese Amazon as the struggles of her shapely body slowed as her resistance crumbled again. The Caiman High Priest and his followers watched as Kim sprawled out..flat on her back. Her large brown breasts..bound tightly by their special ropes..
rising and falling slowly...the puffy black nipples and areolas which capped their summits were as hard as rocks. Her long muscular legs..bound together at her thighs and calves by more caiman hide ropes...stretched out below her small curvy waist. A damp spot visible in the middle of the thin sliver of ocelot pelt between her thighs..which barely covered her thick black forest of pubic hair..which was soaked by streams of silky cum caused by contact with the caiman hide rope which bound this super sensitive area..and the resulting vibrations from the native crystals which aroused her. The heroine's erotic bare feet moved uselelssly back and forth over the floor...her sexy toes twitching helplessly and erotically as the battle drew to its inevitable conclusion.

"Ooohhh...Who...are..you...Ahhh...Why...are..you...doing..this...Uuhuuhhh...to..me...?" asked Ocelot Woman in a faint and sleepy voice...her head..pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair..rolling from side to side...her brown eyes...barely open in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask...as she stared at her Amerindian captors...whose images were becoming increasingly blurred before her with each passing second. "Time draws near...Queen awaits us...awaits the female...Take her..." ordered High Priest Juhel. Two tribesmen stepped forward..one grabbing Kim under her arms..the other by her bound, shapely ankles and lifted her off the floor."No...Uhuuhhh...Let me go...Uuhuuuhh...your ropes...Uunhuhh...keeping my Ocelot Nipples...hhh..hhaarrddd...not letting them get soft...so I can regain..my powers...Uhnuhhh..Ocelot Breasts...never felt..so sleepy..so weak...Ocelot Cunt...so wet...so
feel so..aroused...must..get free..." moaned the helpless Guyanese Amazon as she writhed in the grasps of the Caiman warriors. Her struggles caused the native crystals to vibrate in an erotic symphony..drawing energy away from the struggles of her curvaceous and muscular brown body..transmitting that energy in the form of vibrations along the caiman hide ropes that bound the buxom crimefighter..that attacked her most erogenous and vulnerable zones repeatedly.

"No escape..from destiny..." gloated High Priest Juhel as he walked ahead of the two warriors carrying the helpless Heroine of Guyana who continued to struggle in vain as she was carried away. The other warriors who Kim had been fighting earlier...had now recovered and joined the procession as it made its way up the staircase and outside of the two storey woodenhouse which the Caiman tribe and their allies in Spring Garden had been hiding Danny Dhanoolal so he could do their bidding...to capture Kim's alter-ego...the mighty Ocelot Woman. As he emerged into the open..Juhel waived his caiman staff in the air..and a thick fog blanketed the town...placing its residents into a waking trance that made them oblivious to the Amerindians' presence as they headed towards the nearby Essequibo River where they had two large canoes that awaited them. Danny joined the procession..his nose and mouth covered by a thick scarf which protected him from the hypnotic effects of the Caiman incense. As she wiggled helplessly in the grasps of the Caiman warriors who were carrying her...Ocelot Woman could see the town's residents as they passed by. "Uhuhhh...Help...this is Ocelot Woman..these fiends...have captured me...they are kidnapping me...taken away..my super powers...Help me..Help me.." pleaded the sexy Guyanese Amazon in vain as her captors carried her through the town and towards the river bank. Mesmerised by the special native incense..the citizens of Spring Garden did not see the struggles or hear the cries of their country's celebrated champion of justice who was being kidnapped right under their noses. All the while...the crystal lumps attached to the caiman hide ropes that bound her broad chest...thighs..calves..and her groin..continued to emit vibrations along the ropes.

By the time they reached the river bank and their canoes....Ocelot Woman was totally aroused and exhausted from her struggles and the power of the caiman crystals over her super-powered breasts and super sensitive genitals. "Uuhuhhhh...Amerindians...have done..their homework...impossible...but..true...more..I struggle...strange vibrations...in ropes...keeping my Ocelot Nipples...hhh..hhh..hhh..aaa..aaa..rrrr..dddd...that makes my
Ocelot Breasts...so..weak.. so sexy..so sleepy...Johnny...thoughts aout him..too strong..I
cannot resist them...his hands...all over my Ocelot Breasts...his fingers..like magic...Ocelot Nipples...are under their spell...Oooahhhh...feel him...inside of my Ocelot Cunt...it feels..so wet..." confessed the weak and sleepy Guyanese Amazon as she succumbed to the her own erotic urges which were brought to the fore by the caiman incense, ropes and crystals. Her curvaceous and muscular brown body fell limp in the grips of the two Caiman warriors that held her..as they carried her down the river bank to where they had left their canoes.
You...Amerindians...outsmart me...trap me good...your ropes...keeping my Ocelot Breasts...Ocelot Cunt...so weak...that makes me so sleepy...hard to think...getting
harder..to stay..conscious..." moaned Kim as she was laid flat on her back in one of the canoes. She was vaguely aware of the sound of water lapping against the sides of the canoe as it pushed off from the river bank..and the Caiman tribesmen made long smooth strokers with long wooden paddles as the canoe turned south down the Essequibo River..under the cover of the mystically created fog to conceal it and the second canoe filled with other Caiman warriors following close behind it.

As she lay bound and helpless on her back..on the floor of the canoe..Ocelot Woman looked up with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask...as a familiar face came into view. "Danny...You evil pervert...You have outwitted me again...helped these natives...to capture me...Why..Why are you doing this?...Made an agreement with you..when Bill Wilkins..drugged my Ocelot Breasts...back at Essequibo Island Prison...you freed me..to stop Wilkins...I let you go..." sighed Kim. "Deals change Ocelot Boobs...These Amerindians made me a better offer..they saw you take down old man Wilkins and his crew...said they'll get me out of Guyana...if I deliver you to them...I got the tape of you spilling your guts when they got your big boobs all drugged up...How much is is worth to you...that this stays secret..Kim Parmasar..big shot lady reporter..is Ocelot Woman...how's your photographer boyfriend gonna feel about you hiding this from him.." sneered Danny. "Do not hurt Johnny!...if you touch him Danny...I promise..you will suffer my wrath..." quipped the helpess Guyanese superwoman. "Got a long trip ahead of us Kim...You need to relax..." interrupted Danny as he pulled a soft bristled brush from the inner right pocket of his brown leather jacket. He gently glided the brush across the exposed puffy black nipples and areolas of the mighty Heroine of Guyana..that were hard and erect as cruise missiles primed for launch.
"Ooohhhhh...that feels..so..good.. Ahhhh..making my Ocelot Nipples..feel..so tired Danny...
...my Ocelot Breasts....too weak..to resist...have to let you...knock me...unconscious...
Uuhuuhuuhhhh.." sighed the sexy Guyanese Amazon who was too weak to move to protect the naked summits of her large brown breasts from this seemingly harmless but potent erotic attack. Danny grinned as with each stroke of the brush...contact of the bristles against her hardened black nipples and areolas...Ocelot Woman's brown eyes slowly closed in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask that stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face..her massive brown breasts rising and falling with each deep and relaxed breath as she willingly succumbed unconsciousness..keeping her docile for the remainder of the trip.

To be continued