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| Author: | BC [ Mon Nov 02, 2009 2:45 pm ] |
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Shazzan, Heroine of Arabia in Captive of Jaffah - Chapter 2 Riadyh. Kingdom of Arabia 800 AD. 9 pm. The taverns in the capital of the Arabian kingdom were always filled to capacity after sunset and tonight was no exception. In one of these taverns..a young man named Aladan was trying to make a living. Orphaned under circumstances which were still unknown to him..the 15 year old youth did whatever he could to survive. By day, he sought odd jobs at the factories of some of the city's wealthiest merchants. At night, he worked as a bartender or waiter at some of the Riadyh's many taverns. This was one of those nights for Aladan as he hustled between tables to serve the brew to the patrons. By chance, the youth managed to bring two flasks of wine to a table where two Arabian police constables..clad in their trademark white turbans and blue uniforms..were sitting. As he arrived with the tray bearing their drinks, the constables were joined by one more. However this one..it seemed to the alert Aladan..did not come to socialise. His suspcions were confirmed when the newly arrived constable spoke. "I bring word..we are summoned to the home of Jaffah..security adviser to the Sultan..Lord Jaffah's servant sent word that his master was attacked by the masked female who calls herself Shazzan...she has been captured and we are ordered to take the woman into custody..." whispered the constable to his seated colleagues. The trio quickly left the tavern..nearly knocking Aladan to the floor. Thoughts swirled within Aladan's mind as he recalled his encounter with the beauteous Heroine of Arabia in his alter-ego of the rogue adventurer called Sabre. In his mind's eye..he saw her. She possesed a body that was simultaneousy muscular and sexily feminine. She wore a flimsy black silk bra and panties which barely covered her huge firm breasts and the space between her powerful thighs. Her black hair was short but gleamed with a heavenly luster. Her fingernals and toenails gleamed as if they were made of oure ivory. A black silk mask across the top of her beautiful face concealed her identity. Gold bracelets on her wrists and gold bangles just above her ankles completed her revealing attire. "Someone else must have been watching me as I fought her near the business place of the merchant named Jeed...They saw how my sword grazed Shazzan's big breasts..made her weak..She must have been lured to the house of Jaffah and fallen into a trap..I must go there at once.." thought Aladan as he dropped his tray of drinks and rushed out of the tavern..ignoring the shouts of the tavern owner for him to return. Home of Jaffah, Riadyh. "Unnnnn..Unnnnn.." sighed Shazzan..the gorgeous superwoman of Arabia.. as she struggled in futlility to escape from the devious and clever trap which Jaffah had set for her. Hours earlier as the 18-year-old Princess Jadra..heir to the throne of Arabia..she had been awoken from her slumber at the Royal Palace by a strange male voice on the night winds. Jadra immediately changed into Shazzan and flying atop her magic carpet..followed the strange voice to the home of her father's security adviser, Jaffah. He tried to flatter her with pleasantries but Shazzan was not swayed and told him of her belief that he was the one responsible for the attacks against the merchant caravans coming into the Kingdom of Arabia from neighbouring countries. Jaffah did not deny the Heroine of Arabia's charges but before she could act..he uttered a strange sleep spell which instantly lulled the fabulous nipples of her large, virgin breasts into sexy stupor. Shazzan became sleepy within seconds and was easily enslaved by the unknown and superior mental powers of Jaffah. In that trance...Shazzan willingly removed her black silk bra and panties and lay down on the huge bed in Jaffah's master bedroom. Once he had the Arabian superwoman where he wanted her.. Jaffah ordered his servant Tareeq to throw some thick bedsheets soaked in a powerful sleep potion called chloro-oil over Shazzan's fabulous upper body. Tareeq did as he was told and the potion went to work immediately on the masked Arabian beauty's great breasts..making them weaker and this in turn made her sleepier. To make matters worse, Jaffah had his pet parrot Gazeer memorise a sleep chant which it repeated every time that Shazzan seemed like she was regaining her senses. After sending word for Arabian police constables to come to his home to arrest the Heroine of Arabia...Jaffah and his loyal Tareeq left the scene of the crime. Pillowed by her short, thick tresses of glossy black hair.. Princess Jadra's brown eyes fluttered behind the white slits of her black silk mask as Shazzan..as she struggled to clear thoughts of sleep and man's touch from her head. Pressing the palms of her hands flat on the mattress..stretching her long, shapely legs..the sexy Arabian superwoman tried to lift herself into a sitting position to remove the chloro-oil soaked bed sheets from her incredible chest. However the parrot Gazeer..the pet of the evil Jaffah..had other ideas for the weakened and sleepy Shazzan. "Shazzan sleep..Her nipples hard...very hard..Shazzan breasts weak..Shazzan think of sex..Shazzan think of sleep..No escape..Shazzan..sleep..sleep..sleep..sleep..sleep..sleep..sleep..sleep.." chirped the parrot Gazeer on cue as his master instructed him "Uhhuhhhhh..." replied Jadra as he hands gave way and she collapsed on her back to the mattress. The parrot continued to chirp Jaffah's sleep spell..making thoughts of sex and sleep swirl round in the mind of the beautiful Heroine of Arabia. "Unuhhhh..your master doies not fight fair bird...I cannot resist his sleep spell..now..Jaffah has captured me..with the strange liquid..he has dampened his bedsheets..Moons of Muhammad..my breasts have never felt so weak..tired..my nipples..they become so hard...I have lost my powers..as long as that bird speaks..I remain so helpless..I am falling asleep..cannot escape whatever evil plan.. Jaffah..has prepared for me..." confessed Shazzan in a faint and sleepy voice as she felt her brown eyes becoming heavier and heavier with sleep with each passing second. Jadra was just about to lose consciousness when the masked swordsman known as Sabre made his entrance through a window. Drawing his broad steel saber from the sheath attached to his left hip, Sabre waved his shimmering steel at Jaffah's pet parrot as it recited the spell that was keeping Shazzan the Heroine of Arabia trapped in a sleepy and sexy stupor. The startled bird flew away squawking in terror. The young man..clad in loosely fitting black pants, black boots, a white shirt over his upper torso and a large mask made of black silk over the top of his head..then turned to face the tired and trapped Arabian superwoman. "You..you..are in league with the villain Jaffah..set this trap..which has made me so weak..so tired.." sighed Shazzan as she stared sleepily at Sabre. "You still do not trust me eh Shazzan..I am am not your enemy.." replied Sabre. With a quick flick of his shimmering blade.. he deftly cut away the upper part of the chloro-oil soaked bedsheets to reveal the large brown breasts of the beauteous Heroine of Arabia. Exposed to the night air...Shazzan's nipples softened quickly and her strength was restored immediately. Kicking away the remainder of the bedsheet, Princess Jadra..leapt off the bed..landing on the floor on the balls of her erotic bare feet. 'He's gone..." gasped Shazzan in amazement as she discovered that she was alone in Jaffah's bedroom. Her superhuman hearing heard the sounds of horses approaching. "Arabian police constables..I remember Jaffah telling me while I was under his sleep spell that he had summoned them..I have to return to the palace before Princess Jadra is missed.." resolved the Arabian superwoman as she quickly donned her black silk bra, panties and golden belt with crescent moon buckle again. Summoning her flying carpet..Shazzan flew back undetected to the palace. Jadra knew that Shazzan had a formidable foe in Jaffah who could make her sleepy at any time. The Arabian princess knew that she had to concede defeat to Jaffah on this occasion because she could not tell her father the Sultan about Jaffah's crimes without revealing that she was Shazzan. Royal Palace, Riaydh. 10 am. The Sultan held a private audience with the merchant known as Jeed and his son Jhad. Jeed was one of the wealthiest merchants in the kingdom and he had come to speak with the Sultan about the raids on the merchant caravans. His son was tall, handsome and muscular but none of these qualities were able to win him the hand of the Princess Jadra in marriage. This confused Jeed since many of the young women in Arabia would fight to the death to have his son as a husband. However the old merchant..who had grown fat and slothful because of the wealth he amassed.. was determined to have his son take the Sultan's daughter for his bride. "It is truly unfortunate great Sultan that the Princess could not join us for breakfast.." remarked Jeed, faking a saddened tone. "Ah..Jadra is her own woman..even I have no power over what she does..though I wish she would find a husband that would give me an heir to the throne..but she has rejected all suitors..even your son.." replied the Sultan with a tinge of regret in his voice. "Father.. we must discuss our matters of commerce.." interrupted Jhad. "Yes my son..always my trusted advisor in such matters..I have a valuable shipment of Persian carpets that arrives at Ras Tenura within two days..I am concerned that bandits will attack it.." said Jeed to the Sultan. "My soldiers will do what they can..but my friend..we must praise Allah athat we have been fortunate that the masked warrior woman known as Shazzan..has thwarted several such attacks..and that all of your goods have reached to their destinations safely.." observed the Sultan. "I heard rumours that this woman..wears little clothes and possesses incredible powers...and that she attempted to murder Lord Jaffah" said Jhad. "Nonsense...Lord Jaffah himself denies the rumours..but he fears that the bandits may seek to harm him because of his counsel to me on matters of security..he has since gone to a hidden location..and sends word from there.." replied the Sultan. Their audience with the Sultan over..Jeed and Jhad departed the palace in their carriage. "Lord Jaffah's plan to frame Shazzan as the mastermind behind the bandit attacks did not succeed father.. somehow the woman managed to escape from the trap he set for her.." said Jhad. "Patience my son..Shazzan will be captured and enslaved..Lord Jaffah is wise in such matters..for now..we concentrate on the shipment of carpets and keep watch for that sword-wielding nuisance called Sabre. That masked fool's interference could ruin the clever plan of Lord Jaffah.." replied Jeed as the carriage made its way through the palace gates. Unknown to them..dressed in a crimson and gold robe which showcased her shapely bust and long legs..Princess Jadra watched the merchant and his son leave. "Now that my breasts are refreshed and fully recovered from that powerful sleep spell and sleep liquid that Jaffah used against me..I will investigate the dealing of the merchant Jeed..Sabre has spoken of suspicious dealings by this man..I owe Sabre for saving me from Jaffah's trap of sleep..this will repay my debt to him.." thought Jadra..suppressing the urge to stroke her breasts as thoughts of the dashing masked swordsman entered her mind. Riaydh, warehouse of merchant Jeed. Two nights later. Under the cover of nightfall..the caravan arrived at the old stone building which served as a warehouse for the storage of goods. Four carts pulled by oxen entered the building where a group of men..armed with swords, daggers and clubs..their faces concealed by hoods were waiting. As the oxen were unhitched from the carts..the men unrolled the heavy Persian carpets to reveal hidden weapons within. These were then divided and placed in sacks which were to be carried on horseback to rebel fighters who were trying to overthrow the Sultan and seize the throne of Arabia. The smugglers thought that their night's activities would be a success as their illegal cargo had eluded both the Sultan's soldiers and the Arabian police constables. However that thought was shattered when the silence of the darkened warehouse was broken by the sound of a female voice. "Good evening gentlemen!..You are trespassing in the warehouse of the merchant known as Jeed.. I hardly believe those weapons are part of his normal trade..Surrender peacefully..or face the wrath of Shazzan!!..Heroine of Arabia. Two of the smugglers turned around to see the beauteous Arabian superwoman standing behind them in all her glory. Despite the darkened surroundings..Shazzan's curvaceous and muscular body was unmistakeable. She stood with her hands on her small, curvy waist...her shapely muscular legs spread slightly apart..and her huge breasts..barely covered by a flimsy black silk bra..pushed forward. Her short black hair gleamed with a heavenly lustre..a thin black silk mask stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face concealed her identity. Golden bracelets and bangles adorned her wrists and ankles..while a golden belt with a crescent moon emblem at its centre..was wrapped around her waist. "You shall not stop us foolish female!! Teach the insolent girl a lesson she shall not soon forget!!" snarled one of the smugglers as he drew his sword. He charged towards the sexy Heroine of Arabia and was joined by three more smugglers. Bravely..Princess Jadra raised her arms and spread her legs apart as she assumed a fighting stance and prepared to engage the smugglers. "That is where you are wrong brigands!" quipped Shazzan as she drove her right fist solidly under the chin of the smugglers' leader...sending him crashing into a pile of wooden boxes. Spinning around, the Arabian superwoman lashed out with her left foot which slammed into the gut of another smuggler..sending him sprawling on the ground. With a deep-throated snarl..a smuggler brought his sword heavily down at the Heroine of Arabia. Turning on the balls of her erotic bare feet...she stunned the smuggler by crossing her arms and blocking his blade with her bracelets. "Your brute strength and weapons are no match for the mighty powers of Shazzan!" declared Jadra as she delivered the ball of her right foot hard into the smuggler's groin and he fell to the ground writhing in agony. Boldly sauntering into the darkness.. Shazzan engaged the rest of the smugglers. She caught a leaping smuggler by his tunic and easily flung him against a nearby wall. A rapid flurry of punches put three more smugglers out of action. "Surrender brigands!..There is nothing you can do to stop me from taking you to justice!" said Shazzan with confidence as she went further inside the warehouse..amongst the piles of merchandise and in particular..several rolls of raw uncut carpet. Little did the overconfident and naive Arabian superwoman suspect that she had once again played right into the hands of her enemies. At a given signal..smugglers positioned atop the rolls of uncut carpets on either side of Shazzan began to throw them at her. The Heroine of Arabia easily leapt aside to avoid the first salvo. "Foolish criminals!!..What do you intend to achieve by hurling the merchant Jeed's carpets at me!?!" laughed Princess Jadra as she dodged the carpet rolls being thrown at her. "They cannot harm me!..I just have to avoid them!..Then I shall defeat you!..Your actions demonstrate your fear of my mighty powers!!" declared Shazzan as she continued to jump from side to side to avoid the falling carpet rolls. For a while..it seemed like the smugglers' actions were doomed to fail. However little did the beautiful Arabian superwoman realise that the fallen carpets were making the space she had to maneuver in..smaller by the minute. "Ohhh!!!" cried the startled Shazzan as the balls of her sexy bare feet made contact with a fallen carpet roll instead of the ground as she made a leap to a place of presumed safety. She flew backwards in the air..her arms and legs fully outstretched..as more rolls of uncut carpets descended towards her. "UHHNNN!!!" groaned Shazzan as a long uncut carpet slammed squarely into her huge breasts...and knocked her flat on her back on the ground. "UNNNNHHH!!!!!..AAHHH!!. ..UHUHHH!!!!..AAUHHNNNN!!!!" cried the sexy Heroine of Arabia as she was buried under an avalanche of uncut carpet rolls. At a given signal..the smugglers ceased their offensive and moved in to surround the trapped Shazzan. They found the desirable Daughter of the Desert..buried under a mountain of uncut carpet rolls..with only her head..and broad shoulders exposed. "UHHNN!!..Moons of Muhammad...I have..Unhhh..dersestimated...the criminals' clever strategy..... ..weight of carpets..Unh..too much...my breasts...Aahhh..have been flattened against my chest..I could..use my mighty strength... to push them off..but..Uhuhhhh..every movement of my body.. ..causes the carpets' raw fabric..to..Unhuhhh..rub against my breasts..Aaaa..irritate my nipples... thoughts of..Unnn..man's touch..sex..sleep..filling my head..I..I am..trapped.." moaned the weak and sleepy Shazzan..Heroine of Arabia as the smugglers slowly closed in on her. to be continued |
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