Ocelot Woman 1980 in Unconscious in Utopia- Part 3

Georgetown, Guyana 1980. 7 pm. Young Indra Changra stared sleepily through the slits of her ocelot pelt mask as a middle-aged Indian man, with long gray hair in a white Nehru suit hovered over her. Twenty four hours earlier, the 18-year-old university student had put her studies on hold and changed into her super-powered and sexy alter-ego of Ocelot Woman to break up a new drug ring in the capital city of the South American republic. However Indra had grossly underestimated her enemies. They had succeeded in drawing her into a trap and knocking her unconscious. "Uhuh..mind..telling me.. who you are?..I like to know..the scum who made my breasts so tired..so hard to stay..awake.." sighed the sleepy Ocelot Woman of Guyana. The man stared lustfully at the heroine's curvaceous and muscular body, especially her large cream-coloured breasts. "Of course my dear..I am Doctor Ryurik Teemul..." he gloated."Teemul..?..No..not possible..you..died..long time..ago.." said the dazed Indra, her foggy mind recalling the talk around the university of the twisted nature of the former science professor. "I assure you young woman..I am very much alive..your intervention was unforseen and has caused some inconvenience to my employers..this is why we arranged this trap for you..to show you that your super powers are no match for my criminal genius.." sneered Dr Teemul. "You won't succeed Teemul!..I'll get free..stop you..bring you..to justice..end your..evil scheme.." said the Guyanese superwoman unconvincingly. The evil professor roared with laughter at her pathetic attempt at defiance. "You are truly a naive young woman...perhaps your alter-ego is a student from the university..that matters little to me..Observe foolish Ocelot Woman..witness the power of my creation..the power of Utopia.." he sneered. His uncut fingers scraped Indra's hard and shiny brown nipples that were firm enough to cut metal. The young heroine was instantly weakened by his touch. "Uhunn!!..do not..touch my nipples Teemul..they are..becoming..hard.." moaned the Ocelot Woman, twisting helplessly atop the examination table. "As you can see my dear superheroine..Utopia is no ordinary narcotic...it is a drug that penetrates the subconscious..bringing one's deepest desires..hidden fantasies to the realm of reality..your feline strength and speed are balanced by your enhanced sensuality as a woman."Uhnnhh!!!..stop..breasts becoming turned on..never had..sex..not used to men touching..my breasts..erogenous zones in my breasts..so turned on..becoming..so weak..sleepy.." moaned the curvaceous crusader as she fought desperately to stay conscious as Teemul continued to scratch her hardened nipples and puffy areolas with his fingernails. "Your breasts are both your greatest asset..and liability..so you see foolish female..you are quite powerless against the power of Utopia..do not struggle...surrender to your innermost desires Ocelot Woman..to be tamed..and submissive..before men.." gloated Teemul as he continued to roughly fondle Indra's awesome chest. "You..you are right Teemul..can read me..like a book.. my breasts..never been touched..like this before..must be tamed..thinking only of sex..sleep..conkingout..I..I'm..sooo..sleebbyyy..Oohhhhhh.." moaned the Ocelot Woman as she was swept away to the realm of unconsciousness. The last thing Indra heard as her brown eyes closed in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask was the evil laughter of Dr Ryurik Teemul. Reaching into his shirt pocket, Teemul pulled out a key which he used to undo the chains which bound Ocelot Woman to the examination table. He then motioned to two of his henchmen who were standing close by. One scooped the unconscious superwoman of the Guianas up in his arms, Her arms dangling limp as did her thick brown hair. The heroine's mighty legs were draped over one of the thug's arms. Her eyes were tightly shut in the slits of her mask and her big breasts rose like a pair of mountains on the terrain of her chest. Her full red-lips were slightly parted. "Make sure that the woman is never found.." he ordered the two men and watched with sadistic satisfaction as they departed with their curvaceous captive. Under the cover of darkness, the two thugs exited the back door of the Teemul mansion and made their way towards a car that was concealed by tall bushes. Ocelot Woman was unceremoniously dumped in the back seat. The thugs got into the car. The car's engine rumbled to life and the old vehicle pulled out