The New Ocelot Woman in Return of the Caiman Queen Part 3

Cuyuni River, western Guyana. Midnight

The beating of drums, blowing of horns and the sounds of wild celebrations filled the air as the two canoes paddled their way along the river..the darkness of the jungle omnipresent as they neared their destination. The darkness was gradually illuminated by the blazing camp fires from an Amerindian village that was concealed deep in the jungles in this region of the South American nation. The village comprised several bamboo and thatch-roofed huts and a series of stone statues...half human..half caiman...which indicated that this was the home of the Caiman Tribe...a group of Amerindians that were the subject of folklore in Guyana and whose real existence was known to only a few outsiders. One of whom was criminal fugitive Danny Dhanoolal who was a passenger on one of the canoes which was being rowed closer and closer towards the village and the natives who stood on the bank eagerly awaiting their arrival. He watched the Amerindians...clad in caiman skin attire..holding clubs and spears aloft as the canoes got closer to the secluded river bank upon which the village had been built thousands of years ago to isolate and hide it away from the outside world.

Since escaping from prison over one month ago...Danny's fortunes had been tied to the long lost Caiman Tribe...whose warriors had captured him after he successfully eluded the authorities. They gave him refuge and offered him freedom in exchange for one task..a task which he had fulfilled. Danny looked down at the floor of the canoe...and grinned at the unconscious form of Guyana's celebrated champion of justice...the OCELOT WOMAN...who he had outwitted and succesfully captured for the Caiman Tribe. He had stolen a security tape from the prison and upon analysing its contents...discovered a recording in which Stabroek News newspaper investigative journalist Kim Parmasar...had revealed that she was secretly the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman..while drugged and erotically tortured at Essequibo Island Prison...by followers of now deceased crime kingpin. Using that knowledge...Danny infiltrated Kim's apartment...rigged her shower to drug her into unconsciousness..and kidnapped the intrepid lady reporter. Though she managed to change into Ocelot Woman at his hideout..Danny and the Caiman tribesmen...managed to knock her out and keep her docile for their journey to this hidden village. He watched over the sleeping Guyanese Amazon..her arms, chest, crotch, thighs, calves and ankles bound tightly by thick caiman hide ropes with crystal lumps which vibrated ever so slightly..keeping her famous puffy black Ocelot Nipples hard as bullets...denying her access to her super powers....by keeping her mighty Ocelot Breasts..sexually aroused..which kept her unconscious.

As he alighted from the lead canoe to a hero's reception...Caiman High Priest Juhel..raised his staff in the air and a hush immediately fell over the village as he prepared to speak. "The hour of the prophecy is at hand!..Long have we awaited the coming of the one who shall fulfill the prophecy!...Behold!...The Chosen One!!" declared Juhel as he pointed to the second canoe bearing Ocelot Woman as it beached itself on the river bank in front of the village. The natives cheered as the unconscious heroine was lifted out of the canoe by two warriors..holding her under her arms and by her shapely ankles. "Take her to the temple!
Prepare her for the sacrifice!!" ordered Juhel. The warriors carrying Ocelot Woman did as they were told...making their way towards the old stone temple in the middle of the village...their tribesfolk cheering them every step of the way. Once inside...they handed over the sleeping Guyanese superwoman to the concubines of the Caiman High Priest...who laid her flat on her back atop a raised stone altar and untied the ropes which had bound her curvaceous and muscular brown body for hours. As her bonds were removed..Ocelot Woman began to stir..as consciousness slowly returned to her. "Uhhuuhhhh...My Ocelot Breasts...My Ocelot Cunt...Ooo
...What..happened...Where...where...am...I?" groaned Kim. Her head pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair..rolling from side to side atop the altar. Her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask that stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face to conceal her identity. The concubines did not answer the sleepy Guyanese Amazon's question as they continued with their task.

One concubine reached for the golden belt...to which the heroine's golden lasso was attached on its left side...which was entwined around her small, shapely waist...unlocked the ocelot head buckle..slid it off her waist and gave it to another concubine... who carried it away. As she struggled to find her way out of the haze created by the sexy stupor of sleep which her captors had trapped her in...Kim became vaguely aware of hands touching her curvaceous brown body...but was powerless to do anything about it. "No...my costume...being removed
...want to stop you...but Ocelot Nipples...sooo..hhharrddd...my Ocelot Breasts....so tired... I
cannot defend myself...Ooohhhh..stop...stop..." pleaded the helpless Guyanese superwoman in vain as two concubines standing on either side of the altar...slowly slid her thin translucent ocelot pelt leotard down the smooth surface of her shapely upper torso..down her long muscular legs and off of her erotic bare feet...leaving her only wearing her mask, gold bracelets and gold anklet that was tied inches above her left ankle. "Must concentrate...make
my Ocelot Nipples soft...to regain my Ocelot Strength...to defeat Amerindians...bring them..
to justice..." cooed Kim..rolling her head from side to side in clear the cobwebs there and in her super-powered breasts...her long muscular legs gliding uselessly back and forth atop the altar..her slender muscled arms lying limp and useless at her sides. However in sexually aroused and physically weakened state..the mighty Ocelot Woman was mere putty in the hands of the Caiman tribe..and its concubines acted accordingly in response to her ill-advised confession of her intentions to escape and turn the tables on her captors.

Ceramic jars filled with special oils extracted from the hide of the caiman and mixed with a variety of jungle herbs were brought forward and emptied into a large vat near to the altar. Each of the six concubines dipped small bowls into the vat and walked towards the altar where the sexy Guyanese Amazon lay helpless to stop them. "Oooaahhhhh.." gasped Ocelot Woman as copious amounts of the caiman oil were poured over her broad naked chest..thoroughly bathing every inch of her massive brown mounds. Standing on either side of the heroine..one concubine cupped her right breast..while another grabbed hold of her left breast. In unison...they started to rub the mighty breasts of the Guyanese superwoman...
rotating them 360 degrees as they massaged the oil deep into the pores of her incredible chest. "You grow tired Ocelot Woman..too tired to stay awake..Sleep..sleep..sleep..." chanted the concubine massaging her right breast. "Uhuuhh.. You are right...touching my Ocelot Breasts...makes me so tired...I..I want to sleep..No..must resist...fight..for..justice.." replied Kim as the concubine's fingers rubbed the oil deep into her right breast..fondling the hardened black nipple and areola at its summit. "You think of a man..a man you desire...He
touches you...you are a slave to his will..." chanted the concubine who was massaging the heroine's left breast with more caiman oil.

"Ooohhhhh....How do you know...my secrets...Ohhh...Johnny...the man I love...his hands..so strong...making my Ocelot Breasts..so weak..sleepy...my Ocelot Nipples..falling under the spell of his fingers...Unnuuhhhh...I..I know...this..is.. a trick...but...impossible to think..no escape...from..this..trap..." admitted the sexy Guyanese Amazon..who was totally powerless ..to defend herself as the concubines rubbed more of the caiman oil over her naked brown, curvaceous and muscular body. "Uhuhhh...Uuhuuuhh...Uhuuhhhh..." moaned Kim as two other concubines massaged their quota of oil into her washboard abdomen. "Uhnnhh...Uhhh..Uhhh..Uhhh.." added Ocelot Woman as she felt another pair of concubines rub their caiman oil into every inch of her massive thighs...strong calves..and even her erotic bare feet. As one of the concubines rubbing oil into her large brown breasts continued this task...the other concubine who had been helping to relax the heroine's mighty chest..placed her hands in between her huge thighs and rubbed caimain oil into the thick, lush jungle of black pubic hair which was located there."Ahhh...Ahhh...Ahhhh..Ahhhh..Ahhhh" panted the Guyanese superwoman as she felt the concubine's expert fingers cleave through her dense pubic bush...and caress the lips of her super-sensitive clit. High Priest Juhel arrived while the weakening ceremony was taking place. In his hands..he carried a huge wooden chest which laid at the head of the stone altar. He looked up through a hole in the ceiling of the stone temple and saw the clouds parting to reveal a huge yellow moon hovering in the sky overhead.

"The time has come!" declared Juhel with glee as he unlocked the chest and stared at its contents..a pair of gold concentric rings..with sharpened spokes pointing inwards.... and a special curved golden triangle. The Caiman High Priest walked slowly towards the altar...where Ocelot Woman lay flat on her back...her slender muscled arms limp at her sides...her long muscular legs spread wide open. There was no need to bind her wrists or ankles...as every inch of her curvaceous and muscular brown body gleamed with a hazy aura from the caiman oil which now bathed her from head to toe. Turning her head to the right...
the sexy Guyanese Amazon could do nothing except stare through the slits of her thin ocelot pelt mask..with sleepy brown eyes..at Juhel as he approached. As he did...Caiman warriors bearing drums arranged themselves in a circle around the altar. As they struck up a slow rhythmic beat on their drums...the concubines left the side of the High Priest and began to dance in a circle around the altar. "Uhuuhhhh...What..what have you..done to me...my Ocelot Nipples...so hhhaarrddd...my Ocelot Breasts never felt...so weak...I..I....feel..so..sexy..so sleepy...my Ocelot Strength...gone...impossible...to think...about..anything..except...
sleep...and...Uuhuuhh...sex..I..I..cannot..move..feel..so..dizzy..." complained Kim in a sleepy voice atop the altar. "Be patient my Queen...soon all shall be clear to you..." sneered Juhel as he set the chest down on the head of the stone altar. He reached inside of the chest and pulled out the gold rings. The buxom crimefighter began to panic the second that she got a good look at these nefarious devices...which she knew would torture her super breasts in a way which the nipples rings of Bill Wilkins could not. "Eh?!!...What..what are those things?!..No!!..You are going to put them on my Ocelot Breasts!!!...and...I am..too sexy..too sleepy...to stop you...No!!..No!!....No!!!..Noooo!!!!!!" pleaded the helpless Guyanese superwoman as Juhel lowered the devious rings over her naked chest.

Her pleas were in vain as the Caiman High Priest snugly attached each ring over one of her Ocelot Breasts. While they became invisible to everyone else in the temple once they were attached...Kim could see them as clear as day..and feel their unmistakeable effects as the massive brown mounds of her awesome chest rose and fell which each breath that she took.
"Aahuunhhh!!!!...My Ocelot Nipples!!!...Aahunnhhh!!!..Fiends!!!...Aaahuuhhhh!!!..Sadists!!!
You don't fight fair!!!...Your breast rings...Ahaieeee!!!!...stabbing them...Unnhhuuhh!!!...so
painful!!!..Making me..Unnuhhh!!!..think..of sex...and sleep!!!..Must not..succumb..." moaned the sleepy Guyanese Amazon as she jiggled the large brown mounds of her chest in a futile effort to shake the rings off. The sharpened spokes of the gold breast rings painfully prodding and poking her in her famous puffy black nipples and areolas with every breath that she took. Attached magically to her awesome chest...visible to only her and the Caiman High Priest...the heroine's celebrated Ocelot Breasts appeared to be naked whilst the black nipples and areolas which capped their summits were clearly seen to being hard as rocks and erect. As she writhed helplessly atop the raised stone altar...Juhel waved his hands over her broad chest and started to chant. "Come forth into your domain...You are the Caiman Queen!..Come to lead our people!!" declared Juhel. In the background..the Caiman tribesmen beat their drums...while the concubines continued their hypnotic dance..chanting
in unison..."Caiman Queen...Caiman Queen...Caiman Queen...Caiman Queen..Caiman Queen."

"No...I am...Ocelot Woman...Champion...of...Justice...Unnuuhhh...My Ocelot Nipples...so
..hhh..hhh..hhh..hhhh...aaa..aaa..aaa...aaa...aaa..aaa...aaa...rrr..rrr...rrr..dddd...making my
Ocelot Breasts..so..tired...must not..think..about..sex...sleep..or..I..am..finished..." confessed Kim as she lay helpless atop the stone altar. Her arms felt like lead...she could not raise her hands to pull the rings off her super-powered breasts...as their spokes stabbed her repeatedly in the Ocelot Nipples..every time she breathed...causing images of Johnny Chan..caressing them..to appear in her mind. Her long, muscular legs glided uselessly back and forth atop the altar...her erotic bare feet twitching as she fought a losing battle against her own sexual fantasies which the Caiman magic was using as a potent weapon to subdue her. "Surrender to your desires female...You are the Caiman Queen!!!" insisted Juhel. "Caiman Queen!..Caiman Queen!..Caiman Queen!" echoed the concubines as the drums continued to beat their erotic and hypnotic rhythmn. Kim's brown eyes became heavier and heavier with sleep in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask...images of herself as Ocelot Woman and Kim Parmasar...with Johnny..now flooding her increasingly tired mind...which was becoming unable to tell fantasy from reality.

"You are mighty Ocelot Woman..your great strength..agility..and warrior skills...your resolve..to fight for justice...protect the innocent...You are the Chosen One..for all your power...your greatest strength...is indeed...your greatest weakness...visible to all..but only
clear to a few...your struggles are futile Ocelot Woman...feel the hands of a man you desire touching your big breasts...you do not want to fight..you will mate and sleep..mate..and sleep..." said Juhel in a commanding but soothing voice."Ooohhhh...You Amerindidians..are so smart...thinking of Johnny..Uuhuhhh..touching my Ocelot Breasts...Oohhhhhh....my Ocelot Nipples..so hard..Ocelot Breasts becoming so weak...feeling so sexy...so sleepy..
so very sleepy..."Unnhhhhh...Johnny...his hands...on my Ocelot Breasts...feels so good...his fingers...playing with my Ocelot Nipples...making them get..hhh..hhh...hhh..hhh..hhh...
..hhh..hhh...hhh..aaa..aaa..aaa...rrrrr...dddd....getting..weak....getting..so...sleeepyyy...
...No...Amerindians...trick...trying to..hypnotise...my Ocelot Breasts..have to resist...Uuhuhh
...Oooahhh..must fight..but..Uunnn..it is so..hh..hhh..haarrddd..." moaned moaned the sleepy Guyanese Amazon. Pillowed by her long glossy mane of black hair...her head rolled from side to side in a futile effort to keep thoughts of Johnny Chan, sex and sleep out of her mind. Her brown eyes were barely open in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face. as she writhed helplessly atop the stone altar. "Uuunnnn...Uuuunnnnn...Uuunnnn..Uuuunnnnnn...Uuunnnnn...." panted Ocelot Woman as the inward spokes of the golden rings attached snuglyto her big brown breasts..
..repeatedly stabbed her in her famed puffy black nipples and areolas which gleamed with a hazy lustre from the caiman oil...which were harder than concrete..and harder than bullets.
The movements of the heroine's curvaceous and muscular brown body slowed atop the raised stone altar as the combination of the constant poking of her nipples by the breast rings..and the caiman oil...effectively aroused the super erogenous zones in her amazing
chest....making her feel sleepier and sleepier with each passing second.

Images began to swirl in front of the sleepy brown eyes of the sexy Guyanese Amazon..
slowly taking the form of her secret boyfriend...Johnny Chan. "You're getting tired Ocelot Woman...you are very weak now...listen to your Ocelot Breasts..They are sleepy..You want to be unconscious..in my arms...forever.." chanted Johnny's image. "No...Uunnn..a trick....Unhh
..Johnny..would not..say..that...loves me...washed..chloroform off my Ocelot Breasts..when villains...knocked me out...never..abuse Ocelot Breasts..when..I am..unconscious...want to
..resist..must stay awake..must not think..of sex..fight..Uuhhuhhh.." moaned Kim..shaking her head from side to side as she struggled against the powerful spell which the Caiman High Priest was casting over her. Seeing that her strength and will were crumbling and the yellow moon was almost in postion in the sky...Juhel decided that now was the time to take the ritual to the next level. Removing the golden curved triangle from the chest... he expertly placed it between the dazed and disoriented Ocelot Woman's large thighs..ensuring that it pressed firmly and securely over every inch of the thick dense jungle of black pubic hair which was indigenous to that region.

Uuunuhhhhh!!!!...Johnny's fingers..in my Ocelot Bush..Ooohhhh..touching my...Ocelot Cunt...Aahhhhhh...turning..me on...so weak...must sleep..No...Uunnn..Amerindians trying to trick me..Oooahhh..must fight..but..Uunnn..it is so..hh..hhh..haarrddd..." cooed the beauteous Guyanese superwoman as her long muscular legs glided back and forth over the surface of the raised stone altar...her erotic bare feet twitching in a frenzy and her shapely hips gyrating as she tried to shake the triangle off her genitals..as the cool sensation of the gold curved triangle against her super-sensitive clit was enough to drive her mad with lust. Her breathing became erratic..causing her large brown breasts to rise and fall rapidly..her hardened puffy black nipples..being stabbed over and over again..as the inward spokes of the gold breast rings which Juhel had attached to her awesome chest...made contact with every increasingly rapid and ragged breath that she took. "You are in your domain...You are the Caiman Queen!!..You have come to lead us!!..To fulfill the prophecy!!!" declared the Caiman High Priest as he waved his staff wildly in the air. "Caiman Queen!!..Caiman Queen!!...Caiman Queen!!..Caiman Queen!!" chanted the concubines as the native drums beat faster and faster. Kim's brown eyes fluttered rapidly in the slits of her thin ocelot pelt mask as she saw images of Johnny Chan's face appearing before her.

"Surrender to your deepest desires Ocelot Woman...feel the touch of my hands against your
Ocelot Breasts...feel my fingers as they stroke your Ocelot Nipples...They are getting...You are getting...sleepy...very..very..sleepy..." said Johnny's image. "Uuuhhhhh....Ocelot Nipples so hhhaaarrrd...Ocelot Breasts getting so tired....Ooooohhh..Ocelot Clit..so aroused...I..I..I...
Uunuhhhh...so hard..to think...Uuhhh...powerful drug...conquering my breasts...thoughts of sex..sleep..getting strong..too strong to resist..must not sleep..or I am finished..." confessed the sexy Guyanese Amazon as she struggled to keep her own sexual fantasies at bay. At that moment..lightning flashed across the night sky...and storm clouds swirled in the sky around the full yellow moon that hovered over the temple of the Caiman Tribe. "You are strong Ocelot Woman..but not stronger than your own desire...to mate..and to sleep...You will sleep..So Caiman Queen shall awake...You are the Caiman Queen!!..You are the Caiman Queen!!!" declared Juhel as he twirled his staff over his head. "No...Unnhuuhhh...I am...
..Ocelot Woman...champion..of...justice...have to...resist...must..stay..awake...not surrender
...to thoughts...in my Ocelot Breasts...in my Ocelot Cunt.....of sex...thoughts..of sleep..." cooed the Heroine of Guyana..unconvincingly.

"You can't resist Ocelot Woman...Your Ocelot Breasts are tired...very..very tired...feel my hands...as they touch them...feel my fingers..as they stroke your Ocelot Nipples...they are very..very hard...your virgin clit...cannot hide from them...as I comb your thick Ocelot Bush....You are getting sleepier..sleepier..sleepier... sleepier..." said the image of Johnny Chan as created by the obeah of the Caiman tribe. The sexy Guyanese Amazon..her mind confused by the conflicts raging within it...her duty to fight for justice...being steadily eroded by thoughts of man's touch..sex..sleep...but more importantly by her secret feelings for a man who cared for her as Ocelot Woman and as journalist Kim Parmasar..a man who had no idea that they were one and the same. "No...You..are...not..Johnny...must resist...
but...Uhuuhhhh...my Ocelot Nipples...sooo..hhhaaarddd....making my Ocelot Breasts..so tired...Ooohhhhh...Ocelot Cunt...feels...so wet...want..to..want..to..become..unconscious...
No...Unnhh...have..to..stay..awake..." moaned the beateous Guyanese superwoman as the spokes of the gold breasts continued to jab and stab her large puffy black nipples and areolas into a stupor of sex and sleep. The cold sensation of the curved golden triangle lodged between Kim's large brown thighs sending waves of pleasure surging through every inch of her curvaceous and muscular brown body.

Lightning flashed over head in the night sky above the temple..and the storm clouds started to swirl faster and faster...creating a halo around the full yellow moon. Suddenly the unmisatakeable cackle of an old woman filled the air inside the Caiman temple. "Caiman Queen!!..Caiman Queen!!...Caiman Queen!!..Caiman Queen!!" cried High Priest Juhel, the concubines and other natives in unison. The swirling clouds creating a tunnel directly over the open roof of the temple...and the raised stone altar upon which the Ocelot Woman lay weak, sleepy, sexually aroused and helpless. Kim's brown eyes fluttered in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask stretching across the uppeer part of her gorgeous face as she struggled to resist her erotic urges so expertly exploited es.by her Amerindian captors..to remain conscious in the hope that she may still be able to regain some of her super strength to stop whatever evil scheme the natives had devised for her. "Long have I waited for this moment..
a moment when another..one with sexual energy...will take my place..and grant me..my freedom!!" declared the old woman's voice. "Uhuuhhh...Where...Who...What..what are you..
talking..about..." sighed Ocelot Woman as she rolled her head from side to side..trying unsuccessfully to clear her head of thoughts of sex and sleep. The sleepy Guyanese Amazon
was startled as the face of an old Amerindian woman..with wiry false hair..wearing a gold tiara with the head of a caiman in the centre...appeared in place of the yellow moon that hovered over the Amerindian temple.

"You are in my domain Ocelot Woman...I am RiaTaitt...the Caiman Queen...I am the Mistress of your Ocelot Breasts now....their power shall release me from my prison...to take revenge on the people of Guyana...and you shall take my place..." sneered the face of the villainess.
"No...will stop you...fight..for..justice..." groaned Ocelot Woman.....shaking her head from side to side..trying to clear the cobwebs of sex and sleep from both her head and her large brown breasts...the source of her incredible super powers. At that moment...images of Kim's exposed chest swirled in front of the helpless Heroine of Guyana...her hardened puffy black nipples and areolas...replaced by the face of the Caiman Queen. "I am in your nipples Ocelot Woman...You are becoming tired...too tired..to remain awake...Sleep...sleep..sleep..sleep!!" commanded RiaTaitt as the images of the large brown mounds of Kim's naked chest swirled in front of her sleepy brown eyes..faster..and faster. "Unnhhhh!!....Get out..of my Ocelot Nipples!!...Making..my Ocelot Breasts..think..about Johnny..his hands...all over them...that makes me.. feel..so weak..so sexy..so sleepy..my Ocelot Breasts..are being..hypnotised!!" groaned the helpless Guyanese superwoman as she writhed helplessly atop the raised stone altar. "Your Ocelot Breasts are tired...too tired to keep you awake...Sleep Ocelot Woman..Sleep..Sleep...You are...the Caiman Queen!!" chanted the image of Johnny Chan that was created by the Amerindians' magic.

"No..not Johnny..a trick...I am...Ocelot Woman..champion...of justice..." groaned Kim. Her head rolling from side to side..her long muscular legs gliding back and forth atop the altar...her erotic bare feet twitching frantically.. her large brown breasts rising and falling rapidly..causing the spokes of the gold rings which bound them..to stab her repeatedly in her hardened black nipples and areolas.. the..writhing of her shapely body causing the gold curved triangle lodged between her large brown thighs to rub against her Ocelot Cunt vigorously..arousing her super-sensitive spot. The faces of the Caiman Queen which covered the images of the heroine's famous Ocelot Nipples laughed as they swirled around..faster and faster in the drug induced stupor which the sexy Guyanese Amazon was sinking into faster than quicksand. "Uuhhhnnn....Uhhunnnhh...Uhuuhhhh...Uuhuuhhhh..Uuhhhhh..." moaned Ocelot Woman as she struggled desperately to keep the overwhelming urges of sex and sleep from lulling her into unconsciousness. "Caiman Queen...Caiman Queen..Caiman Queen..." chanted High Priest Juhel, his concubines and the other tribesmen in the temple as storm clouds swirled and lighting flashed over the temple. "You are too sleepy..too sexy..to resist...You are the Caiman Queen...You are the Caiman Queen...You are the Caiman Queen.." declared the image of Johnny Chan's face as it spun rapidly in front of the sleepy brown eyes of the Guyanese superwoman..which were framed by the slits of her thin ocelot pelt mask.

"Unhuuhhhhh....You are..right...Ocelot Breasts...so tired...Ocelot Nipples...soo..hhaarddd... Ocelot Cunt...so..wet...no match...for power...of man's touch...thoughts of sex...sleep..too powerful...have to let Amerindians..knock me unconscious...want to black out.." cooed Kim as her curvaceous and muscular brown body relaxed atop the raised stone altar as she succumbed to her inevitable defeat. "I am in your Ocelot Nipples...Ocelot Woman...they are falling under my spell...they are become very,very..tired...too tired to keep you awake..think
..think of a man you desire...your big breasts long for his touch...You must sleep..sleep.." commanded the faces of the Caiman Queen which covered the images of Kim's hardened, puffy black nipples and areolas which rotated faster and faster in front of her increasingly sleepy brown eyes in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her face. "Your Ocelot Breasts are tired...too tired for you to stay awake...Sleep..Sleep
..you are falling under the power of the Caiman Queen...You are the Caiman Queen..You are the Caiman Queen...You are the Caiman Queen" chanted the Amerindian manufactured image of Johnny Chan...the secret boyfriend of the helpless Guyanese Amazon. "Uunhhhh...Yes Johnny...You are making my Ocelot Breasts..so tired...so weak..feel your fingers..as you fondle my Ocelot Nipples...You make them..so...hhh..hhh...hhh....aaaa..rrrr..dddd.." cooed the sleepy Guyanese Amazon as she surrendered to the power of the Caiman tribe's evil magic. Her famous puffy black nipples and areolas were hard, erect and glossy like diamonds...thanks to the special oil which coated them and the spokes of the Amerindian breast jewellry on her Ocelot Breasts..which poked and prodded them into submission.
The golden curved triangle continued to press and rub against the space between Kim's massive thighs...driving her virgin Ocelot Cunt wild with erotic fantasies.

"You are defeated Ocelot Woman...I am the Mistress of your Ocelot Breasts now...they shall serve my bidding...Do you understand?!" declared RiaTaitt's hideous faces which covered the summits of the beauteous Guyanese superwoman's large brown mounds. "Yes...You are Mistress of my Ocelot Breasts...feel..so..sexy..so sleepy..so weak..cannot resist you...I...I am.. falling..under..your spell..." sighed Kim. Her curvaceous brown and muscular body motionless atop the raised stone altar. Her brown eyes were barely open in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across her beautiful face. The heroine's large brown breasts rose and fell slowly with each relaxed breath. They appeared to be naked...their erect puffy black nipples and areolas clearly visible...but this was in fact due to the golden breast rings that imprisoned them...their inward spokes taming...her super-powered nipples into submission. As the storm clouds swirled faster and faster over the open roof of the Caiman Temple..they seemed to form a vertical tunnel in the sky which appeared to reach as high as the full yellow moon which hovered over the jungle. "Caiman Queen..Caiman Queen..Caiman Queen..Caiman Queen.." chanted High Priest Juhel, the concubines and the other natives as the ceremony continued and more lighting flashed in the night sky over the temple. From behind a nearby stone pillar..Danny Dhanoolal watched the sexy Guyanese superwoman lying helpless atop the altar..unable to escape the fate which the Caiman tribe had planned for her. "Yes...Yes...You make my Ocelot Nipples...so..hard...my own sexual fantasies...my own feelings for Johnny Chan.. turned against me...thoughts of sex...sleep...too strong..impossible..to fight...have..no choice...must obey..you are Mistress of my Ocelot Breasts...they are weak..tired...their power...yours..to command... I...I..cannot resist...you...you trap me good...you are..you are...the Caiman...Queen...Uhhuuhhhhhhhhhhhh..." sighed Kim as her brown eyes rolled up in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face..slowly closing as she succumbed to her overwhelming desire to become unconscious.

As Ocelot Woman drifted into unconsciousness..the gold breast rings enslaving the large brown mounds of her amazing chest...and the golden curved triangle between her mighty thighs began to glow. Danny shielded his eyes with his hands as the aura from the erotic Amerindian jewellry quickly engulfed the curvacceous and muscular brown body of the defeated Guyanese Amazon..increasing in intensity which each passing second. Lightning flashed..thunder rolled and there was a brilliant explosion of light in the temple. As the aura of light faded... the storm clouds dissipated and the winds died down. Danny lowered his hands and his jaw dropped to the floor of the temple when he looked again in the direction of the altar. His beauteous arch enemy Ocelot Woman was gone and someone else lay on the altar in her place.

To be continued

Hi BC - I'm glad you can post your stories here since Superstories doesn't seem to be updating anymore!

BC's stories have been a big influence on my own, particularly the American Goddess comic.