Britannia at the Carnival Part 2

Tunbridge Wells, Southwest England. 9 pm.

"Uhhhhhhhhh.." sighed Britannia as she slowly regained consciousness. Blurry images slowly taking shape before the sleepy green eyes of heiress Leah Havenloft..in the slits of the blue mask which stretched acriss the upper part of her face. Hours earlier..she had transformed into her super-powered alter-ego of Britannia and returned to a Carnival where her friend Emile Chaval was being held prisoner. Earlier while attending the Carnival...Leah and Emile had been drugged in the Tunnel of Love ride. She was told to get money for them or incriminating photos of her would be posted on the Internet and sent to the press. However her rescue mission as Britannia had gone horribly wrong as the criminals who were using the Carnival as a cover succeeded in exploiting her breasts..her sole weakness..until they knocked her out.

As Leah regained her senses she discovered that her Union Jack leotard was still pulled open..leaving her large breasts exposed. "Ooohhh..feel so weak.. that liquid toffee..really did a sleep number on my breasts...nipples..aroused...hard...my strength..gone..can't get free..'
confessed the sleepy British superwoman as she discovered herself tied to what looked like a giant whisk. Her hands were bound above her head. Her ankles and thighs also were also bound. "Ah glad to see you are awake...You're brave..but foolish to come here...Obviously you work for Lord Havenloft...that makes you too much of a threat to stay alive.." gloated Emelius Browne. At those words..one of the thugs switched on the machine. Browne and his men..left Britannia to her fate.

"Ohhh..What's happening...spinning..faster..and faster...feel.." cried Britannia as she began to spin around and around. Her green eyes widened in the slits of her blue mask as she saw candy floss begin to stick to her ankles. More and more of it began to wrap around the heroine's calves..and thighs as the whisk spun faster and faster. "Uhhh!!..this candy floss..
entombing me...and..Ooohhh!!!..it's got more of that aphrodesiac I can't resist!!" cried Leah in alarm. The busty British bombshell begin to wiggle furiously in a futile effort to free herself as the candy floss wrapped around her body..reaching her vagina. "Ahhh..Ahhh..Ahh"
panted Britannia as she felt the space between her thighs immediately become moist from the drugged candy floss. Leah continued to wiggle furiously and to her relief..she began to feel her ropes beginning to loosen.

Unfortunately...the candy floss had now reached her toned abdomen and continued to wrap around her body. "No..ropes not loose enough...have to get free..before..candy floss..reaches
my breasts..." groaned Britannia as she continued to strain and struggle desperately However Leah's efforts were too little and too late as the candy floss wrapped around the bottom curves of her large breasts. "Unnnnhhhh...too late..candy floss...binding my breasts..
covering my nipples...making them..get..so...hhh..aa..rrdd...getting sleepy...losing strength.." confessed Britannia as the floss covered her rock hard nipples and every inch of her fabulous chest. Between her thighs...she felt a spreading dampness as she repeatedly orgasmed from the effects of the candy floss were having on her vagina. Each orgasm more powerful than the one before it.

The buxom British heroine's movements began to slow as more and more candy floss entombed her body..reaching up to her shoulders now. "Unnnnhhhh...my breasts...totally covered by the candy floss...Oohhhh...my nipples...drugged..into..hardness...so weak..so aroused...getting..sleepier..and sleepier...once...it covers..my head...I'm done for..." moaned Leah as her green eyes started to close in the slits of her blue mask. Her vision began to blur..as the world began to spin for the beauteous British superwoman..and darkness set in.
Suddenly before she could be totally enwrapped in candy floss..as the thick substance covered her neck..the machine suddenly stopped. "Britannia!..Hang on!..I'll get you out!" cried Emile Chaval as he ran to the heroine's aid.

"Emile...Unnhhh..get this candy floss..off my breasts...my nipples..need fresh air...to
revive them...for me to get.. my strength back..." gasped Leah as her friend got closer. Using his trusty Swiss Army knife...Emile cut through the layers of candy floss until he exposed the heroine's large breasts to the open air. He watched as the brown nipples and areolas which crowned their summits..rapidly softened. Flexing her arms and legs..Britannia easily broke free of the devious device. "Are you all right Britannia?..These crooks forgot all about me when they captured you..." asked Emile as he placed his hands on her left shoulder and left hip to steady the dazed heroine.

"I'll be fine in a moment...they were ready for me...had things to drug my breasts...and put me to sleep...but I recover quickly.." replied Leah as she adjusted the straps of her leotard to cover her breasts again. "Have you seen my friend Leah?..These crooks have taken her someplace..they captured us..wanted to blackmail the Duke of Longhampton..Leah's father to prevent some incriminating photos of us going to the press.." said Emile with concern in his voice. "Leah's safe...but right now..we need to work together to bring the curtain down on this funfair.." replied Britannia. "I saw where they store the files of their victims..The boss man said they'd be moving out first thing in the morning.." said Emile.

"They'll probably think that I'm finished and you're not a problem..We need to work together to stop them..You destroy the files...while I prevent them from escaping!" replied the busty British heroine as she ran swiftly out of the tent. The busty Britannia found Emelius Browne's thugs behind the main tent..loading boxes into the back of a van. "The Guvnor says it's best we clear out of here while the going's good..."remarked one thug. "Yeah..with that big-boobed masked tart taken out..ain't no one who can stop us..." said another thug. "You gents may want to rethink that..." quipped Leah as she announced her presence to them. They were still getting over the shock of seeing Britannia alive..as the busty heroine hurtled towards them. Groans filled the air as Leah laid them to waste with her expert fighting skills.

Two were felled by rapid fire punches to their jaws. Britannia's right foot nailed a third in his groin. As he slumped to the ground...she flung another oncoming thug into the side of the van. Spinning around..Britannia levelled another thug with a devastating left kick to the head. Swift karate chops took out the last two thugs. "No!!" gasped Emelius Browne in shock as he saw the busty British superwoman standing over his defeated followers. He turned tail and ran into the nearby Hall of Mirrors. "Give up Browne!!..You have'nt got a chance of beating me!" declared Leah as she ran after him into the Carnival's designated funhouse.

As Britannia entered the maze that was the Hall of Mirrors..she heard Browne laughing over the public address system. "You've fallen right into my trap you foolish girl!" he gloated. Before Leah could reply..she was suddenly surrounded by mirrors which reflected moving rainbows of light towards her. "Ohhhh..What's happening...my nipples..being aroused again.. feeling..so dizzy..getting sleepier..and sleepier..some kind of..pleasure ray.." moaned Britannia..as the outline of her hardening nipples became visible under the fabric of her Union Jack leotard. Her green eyes fluttering in the slits of the blue mask which stretched across the upper part of her face as she swayed drunkenly from side to side.

The busty heroine tried to get away from the mirrors but..they followed her everywhere....
blocking her path..preventing her from escaping. Britannia dropped to the floor on her knees..fighting hard to resist the urge to fondle herself as she light continued to bathe her shapely body. With her strength fading and unconsciousness looming once more..Leah knew she had only one chance. Focusing her mind..she concentrated on the sounds of Emelius Browne's laughter... and located a flashing light coming from that direction. Taking off her headband...the busty British superwoman hurled it forth instinctively.

"Uhhh!!!" groaned Browne as the headband struck him in the middle of his forehead. He slumped to the floor unconscious..switching off the pleasure ray in the process. The ray destroyed...Britannia recuperated quickly and dragged the defeated Browne to the rest of his men. "Show's over.." quipped Leah as she carried him outside of the Hall of Mirrors.

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