Brown Fox in Harlem Slave Trade Part 2

1970.
Community centre, 45th Street. Harlem. 5 pm.

Councilwoman Marva Melba walked up to the table...poking Larah's hard black nipples with her right index finger...then checking each of her eyelids to see that the heroine's pupils were fully dilated. She stepped back and looked at the prostrate, topless form of the celebrated champion of Harlem..lying helpless in front of her. "I can't believe it...it was just so easy...all the hired muscle..guns..knives..and all it took was a simple community centre opening...and your drugs did the rest Doctor Whitebread..Brown Fox's tits are harder than corn on the cob..and she's sleeping like a big baby..." remarked Melba. "This busty broad was tough enough to interfere with our plans...but my observations of her previous actions suggested to me that for all her vaunted abilities...Brown Fox is vulnerable to the touch of men...because sex is her weakness...she will be unconscious for hours...long enough to make a valuable addition to our slave collection...You can be sure that you will get a cut of the profits once we sell the Heroine of Harlem into our white slavery ring..." gloated Whitebread. The duo's laughter filled the room but Larah did not here it because she was sexually aroused and drugged into unconsciousness.

One hour later..young Curtis Wilson was walking through a nearby alley behind the community centre..on his way to the opening..when he saw a door open at the back of the building. He was supposed to have a session with a social worker named Larah Jones but she never showed up. Fearing that whoever was coming out of the building might think he was trespassing and call the cops.. Curtis ducked behind a nearby dumpster. However what he saw coming out of the door made his eyes bulge and his jaw drop. Two musclebound Negro men were coming out of the door...holding the unconscious Brown Fox under the arms and by her ankles respectively. Curtis could not help but stare at Larah's naked ebony breasts which swayed as the men carried her towards a waiting Buick car. Her head sagged between her ample breasts as they carried her. "The Doc says the sistah's boobs are where she gets her super fly powers from..an he drugged em good..." sneered the thug holding the heroine's ankles. Curtis looked on as the Heroine of Harlem stirred briefly. "Don't..don't do it brothers...let me go...Don't work..for..the Man..." cooed Brown Fox.
"Sleep on it sistah..." quipped the thug holding her under her arms..as he groped her naked breasts with his hands. "Uuhhhhh..You brothers are holding my Foxy Breasts...your fingers..keeping my Foxy Nipples...turned on...that'll..keep me out...for hours...Oooohhhhhhh..." sighed Larah as she passed out again. Curtis watched as the Negro superwoman who saved him from jail was dumped in the back of the Buick parked in the alley. "Let's get her to the Farm..Doc says..He's gonna get a good deal from her..." laughed the first thug.

Emerging from his hiding place as the car sped away...Curtis knew exactly what he had to do. "Those dudes got the Brown Fox...She got me outta the gang..off the streets an back into school...now the sistah is in big trouble..I gotta get some help for her an fast...Better split..." said the teenager as he ran out of the alley. As Curtis ran past that alley and ran down another one nearby..he discovered the heroine's bronze corvette..which she had parked their while attending the community centre opening which turned out to be a trap. Using his carjacking skills...Curtis easily unlocked the sleek sportscar and slipped inside. "Wow..Check out the cool gizmos..." gasped the teenage boy as he stared at the radar..flashing lights and numerous buttons on the dashboard. Reaching for the radio...he tuned the frequency and tried to see who he could call to help rescue the captured Harlem superwoman. While Curtis made those attempts..the car bearing the kidnapped Brown Fox drove north out of the city and towards the vast farmland area in the Mount Vernon district. One thug drove the car...the second thug in the passenger seat beside him..while Brown Fox lay sprawled out on the back seat. She lay flat on her back..her right arm dangling over the side of the seat...her left arm beside her shapely upper body..her long muscular legs stretched out across the seat. Her large ebony breasts..with their hard black nipples and areolas...were exposed..rising and falling slowly as she slept. Or so...the thugs thought.

Little did they know that the effects of the drug which Doctor Whitebread had administered to the heroine was wearing off. "These dudes think I'm still out of it...have to let them think that...once my Foxy Nipples get soft..I'll get my Foxy Strength back..then..I'm bring down Whitebread's whole scam..." thought Larah as she slowly inched her left hand..towards the bronze belt that was wrapped around her shapely waist. Her fingers lightly touched the fox head belt buckle. Miles away in Harlem..where Curtis Wilson was trying to work the Fox Car's radio...he was startled when the doors were suddenly locked...the engine roared to life and the car sped out of the alley. Equally surprised was NYPD detective Mark Evans who was driving towards the community centre..to question the Brown Fox..when he spotted her vehicle..hightailing it out of the city. Opting not to use his police siren so as not to create any additional attention...Mark kept pursuit but at a safe distance...determined to find out where the car was going. While this was happening..the car bearing the kidnapped heroine entered the gates of an old farm in Yonkers. As the car pulled up..a burly white man with long brown hair..moustache and beard..dressed in coveralls and boots stepped out of the farmhouse to greet it.

"The Doc says you boys got me a good one this time.." remarked the man whose name was Jedthro. "Got that right brother...this one's the bad ass black mama...Brown Fox..Doc took her out..and says to keep her here with the others..." remarked the driver as he got out of the car. "Well now..Let's see what you boys brung me..." replied Jedthro as the other thug went around to the back door and opened it. No sooner had he done so..a pair of erotic, bare ebony feet thrust forward..connecting with his jaw..sending him flying backwards. "What in darnation...?!" gasped Jedthro..as he saw Brown Fox leap out of the car..ignoring the fact that her shapely chest was still exposed. "You dudes are in a world o trouble now..This soul sistah's gonna bring you all to justice for kidnapping kids of the streets of Harlem!!" declared Larah as she assumed her trademark pose. Hands on her hips..her shapely legs spread slightly apart and her naked bust pushed forward. "Get that black bimbo fore she brings the heat on us!" cried Jedthro as he ran to his parked pickup truck nearby..where he had his shotgun. The other Negro thug rushed towards Brown Fox...with a blackjack in hand. Dodging his wild swing..Larah made him see stars with a right fist to the jaw.

The buxom black avengeress spotted Jedthro as he fumbled to load shells into his shotgun. Raising her slender muscled arms above her head..Brown Fox somersaulted towards the bumbling farmer. He groaned in pain as he flew backwards through the air...his weapon flying in the opposite direction..as the heroine drove the balls of her bare feet hard into his chest. As Jedthro fell to the ground...Larah pounced atop his larger fallen form. "Game's over farmer dude...Now tell me where are the kids you kidnapped!" demanded the Heroine of Harlem. Before she could get an answer to her question...Larah received a heavy blow to the back of her head. "Unnhhhh!!!!" groaned Brown Fox as she rolled off of Jedthro..thanks to the blow which his wife Millie had delivered to the base of the heroine's skull with her husband's fallen shotgun. As Brown Fox fell to the ground..flat on her back..Millie wasted no time in following up her first attack. Reaching under her apron..she pulled out a damp white rag as she straddled the dazed black avengeress. "Oohhh!!!!..Not my Foxy Breasts!!...Uuunnhhhh!!!!...got me in my Foxy Nipples!!!...Uuuhhhh!!!..What's that stuff?!...Unnhh!!!..It's turning me on!!..That's going to knock me out!!" cried Larah as she unwittingly told her enemies how to capture her.

Recovering from the initial attack of the buxom black avengeress...the rednecked farmer Jedthro joined his wife in subduing their unwelcome visitor. His large hands locked an iron grip on the bronze bracelets that adorned Larah's wrists as he stretched her slender muscled arms above her head and pinned them to the dirt. "This here's called moonshine!..
Since yer interested in what's goin on...only right that the Missus gives yuh a good samplin..Ain't that right honey?" smirked Jedthro as Brown Fox was helpless to break his strong grip. "Yew got that right Jedthro..you city folk's so uptight an all...This here moonshine's real good for them big boobs o' yours...ain't that right sugar?" sneered Millie as she rubbed the damp white rag all over the exposed ebony mounds of the masked marvel's chest..causing the writhing of her shapely body to become slower with each passing second. "Unnhhh..My..name...is..Uhhh..Brown..Fox...an..my Foxy Breasts..dig
your moonshine.." confessed Larah in a sleepy voice. "Don't you fret now sugar...you're gonna take a nice long spell..." gloated Millie as she watched how fast the Harlem superwoman's black nipples became erect and hard as they gleamed with a hazy aura from the moonshine that she rubbed over Larah's chest.

"Uhhhhhhh....Right on...this Soul Sistah...Uhhhhhh...is too sleepy...too turned on...to stop you...Why..are..you..Uhhhh..
kidnapping....innocent...kids...I..will..stop..Uhhh..Uhhh...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh" cooed Brown Fox before she was knocked unconscious by the moonshine which drugged her big ebony breasts to sleep. Jedthro and Millie stood up and watched the prostrate form of the buxom black avengeress who lay helpless and unconscious on the ground before them. The two Negro thugs who has brought Brown Fox to the farm were now dusting themselves off..having taken a beating from her moments earlier. "You boys best get this black bimbo into the farmhouse...Me and Millie'll make her real comfortable..
now that she fessed up bout her big boobs...then get on outta here...last thing we want is more attention..." said Jedthro. Little did he know that the heroine's enhanced corvette..had arrived just outside of the farm..concealed in some bushes. Inside the car..young Curtis Wilson..the teenage youth who Brown Fox had set on the right path away from a life of crime...watched as the unconscious heroine was taken inside the farmhouse. "Brown Fox is in real trouble..Some real bad business is going down in there...if only there was some way to help her.." thought Curtis. With the sun going down and darkness falling over the farm...the teenager resolved to wait until nightfall to make his move.

Farmhouse, 8 pm.

"Unhhhhhhh..." moaned Brown Fox as she announced her return to the realm of consciousness. "Well lookie here Millie..
Brown Sugar's wakin..." smirked Jedthro. "The name...is..Brown Fox...farmer dude...you'll be..in big..trouble..once my
Foxy Breasts..recover..from what you drugged them with..." sighed Larah as she rolled her head from side slowly..to clear the cobwebs from her head. She was seated in a chair..her hands tied behind her back. Her long legs strapped to the legs of the chair. "That ain't gonna happen missus...In fact...you gonna forget all that happened here.." smirked Millie.
"Don't jive me lady...I know everything...I know about the kidnapping racket..between Councilwoman Moore..Doc
Whitebread..and this farm's where you keep the kidnapped kids from Harlem before you sell them off as slaves..to some
fat cat clients..I'm gonna..bring you down.." quipped Brown Fox weakly..flexing her wrists and ankles in a futile effort to
break her bonds. Jedthro stepped forward with a spray can hidden behind his back.

"This oughta fix you..." sneered the evil farmer as he fired a thick white mist straight into Larah's face. "Hey...Unnhh!!"
cried Brown Fox in surprise..as she became instantly light-headed from the strange gas. Dazed by the gas..Larah did not notice Millie and Jedthro put on dark sunglasses. Millie walked over to a nearby wall of the darkened room and flipped a switch. This activated a rotating disco ball attached to the ceiling. Gripping Brown Fox's long black hair with his left hand..Jedthro..sharply pulled her head back so she could stare directly at the ball. With his free right hand...the evil farmer stroked her exposed, hard black nipples with impunity. "Unnnhhhh...My Foxy Nipples...Unnnhhhh...that feels..good
...Unnnnhhhh..turning me on...farmer dude...feeling..so sleepy....What...What's happening..?" cooed Brown Fox. Her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her mask as Jedthro fondled the large ebony mounds of her chest..paying special attention to her rock hard black nipples which still gleamed from the moonshine that had been rubbed on them earlier.
His actions effectively distracted Larah from defending herself as she was for--d to stare at the flashing disco lights on the ceiling.

"Where...Where..am..I?" sighed Brown Fox as she gazed long and hard at the rotating disco ball. "We'll ask the questions here black girl...Who are you..and how did you find us...?" demanded Millie "Name's...Brown Fox...I'm the Heroine of Harlem..Soul Sistah..of Justice...been investigating..disappearances of kids...from Harlem..for weeks..." confessed the buxom black avengeress. "Does anyone know where you are?..You a cop?" asked Millie. "Would a cop...dress like this...No way..fight for justice...outside..of the law...Cops..don't know..I'm here...Know that...Councilwoman Moore..is down with Dr William Whitebread...to kidnap kids...bring them..here.." said Larah. "Reckon you fell into a heap a trouble Brown Sugar..." sneered Jedthro. "Ooohhh..name's Brown Fox..farmer dude..." cooed the helpless Heroine of Harlem as Jedthro roughly fondled her naked ebony breasts with impunity. His callous fingers flicking Larah's super sensitive tits..which were hard as rocks back and forth.

"Watch the disco ball you masked black bitch...feel a man's hand on them boobs o yours...You're getting sleepy
very..very sleepy..." said Millie in a soothing but firm voice as Jedthro's fingers twirled the black avengeress' tits repeatedly. "Ooohhh...Ahhhh...Uhhhh...Must not..let men..touch..my Foxy Breasts..." groaned Larah..struggling weakly to break the ropes binding her wrists and ankles. "Why's that Brown Sugar?" sneered Jedthro. "That makes me weak farmer dude..turns me on...make me tired...learnt that..day..I got..my super..powers...You're making me..so sleepy...never fought..smart crooks..before...touch my Foxy Breasts...farmer dude...feels....so good..." sighed Brown Fox as her brown eyes became heavy in the slits of her mask and the tension evaporated from her body. The lights from the rotating disco ball and the groping of her breasts putting her under an erotic spell.

"Then listen up black bimbo...You're gonna forget everything that you found out here...You understand that?!" sneered Mille as her husband Jedthro continued to fondled Larah's naked ebony mounds...brushing her hardened black nipples repeatedly with his thumbs. "Yes...Ooohhhh..I..dig..it...will forget..everything....So sleepy..feel so sexy..finished..done for.." cooed Brown Fox as her brown eyes stared sleepily at the rotating disco ball..and its flashing lights that were placing her..deeper and deeper into a trance. The struggles of her shapely arms and legs slowing as the Heroine of Harlem slowly succumbed to the effects of the drugs, hypnotic lights and erotic manipulation of her chest. "That's it bitch..lose consciousness..by the time you wake up...We'll be long gone..and you'll be blamed for the missing kids that you came to save..." sneered Millie.

However just as she uttered those words..the door of the room was kicked open as Detective Mark Evans and teenager Curtis Wilson charged inside to rescue the Negro superwoman. "Freeze police!!" yelled Evans..aiming his gun at Millie while Curtis flipped the wall switch...stopping the spinning globe and turning on the regular lights in the room. Their timely intervention had the effect of snapping Larah out of her daze. She realised that she was tied to a chair..her breasts were exposed and a man was groping them. "Hands off my Foxy Breasts farmer dude!!" quipped Brown Fox as she effortlessly snapped the ropes binding her wrists and ankles together..as if they were made of paper. Her hands grabbed Jedthro on either side of his neck and pivoting on the balls of her sexy bare feet...Larah flipped the larger farmer over her shoulders and slammed him hard against the floor. He was knocked out instantly as Evans handcuffed Millie. "You okay Brown Fox ?" asked Curtis as he rushed to the heroine as she got up out of the chair.

"Yeah..but my Foxy Breasts still feel a little dizzy..must that stuff the farmer dude called moonshine..but you're too young to see them...What are you doing here little brother?" said Larah as she adjusted the thin brown straps over her chest as she noticed the teenager gawking at her chest. "I saw you being carried out of the community centre by a couple of dudes..found your ride..and it brought me here..." explained the teenager. "I have a tracker in my belt..before I passed out...I pressed a switch in my belt buckle..and my car followed it here.." explained Brown Fox. She then caught sight of Detective Evans as he held the handcuffed Millie firmly in his strong arms. The outline of his muscular upper body under his shirt..was enough to make Larah's puffy black nipples tingle under her leotard..but she quickly pushed thoughts of attraction towards the NYPD cop to the back of her mind.



"I want to thank you my brother...For coming here after me...the kidnapped kids are here on the farm...Your fat cat lieutenant will have to eat the words he said to social worker Larah Jones about this.." stated Brown Fox as she assumed a heroic pose in front of Mark. He could not stop staring at her ample chest..well pushed out..as her hands rested on her shapely hips..her shapely legs slightly apart. "Uh..You have some explaining to do lady..never mind what you did...solved this case..but..vigilantes..that's..uh.uh..illegal..." stammered Evans..finding it hard to keep his mind off the heroine's breasts. "C'mon man!..the sistah just cut you a good deal...You'll get credit for her..uh..bust.." quipped Curtis who himself was having a hard time not staring at Brown Fox's big boobs. "Okay dudes...These crooks know all about the operation..

..let's use this disco ball on them..they'll give you all the evidence you need Detective..." suggested Larah..teasing Mark with the gentle swaying of her ebony breasts.



One day later.



Councilwoman Melba Moore was arrested and charged with kidnapping. Moore along with several aides on her staff were sent to prison. Detective Mark Evans took full credit..much to the chagrin of his boss Lt Pezzini..and was promoted to Detective Sergeant. Jedthro, Millie and several other felons were also arrested and imprisoned. All of the kidnapped kids were reunited with their families. Doctor William Whitebread escaped capture by the authorities..silently vowing to get even with the Brown Fox one day. Larah Jones returned to her conservative attire as she continued her job as a social worker..helping people on the mean streets of Harlem by day. However when night fell...it was the Brown Fox that prowled Harlem..fighting against crime..fighting for justice and defending the helpless.



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