Tiger Cat in Kiss of the Cobra Part 3

Port-of-Spain, Trinidad. 11 pm

As a businesswoman...Jackie Jagessar was as tough as they came. Already known for her beauty in her past life as a model and pageant queen..she developed an unbridled sense of determination which broke the nerves of her male counterparts..helping her to build a successful business while singled-handedly raising her 11 year old son. This same determination she used to fight against crime and injustice in the guise of the voluptuous vigilante known throughout the island nation of Trinidad and Tobago as TIGER CAT. However Jackie now found herself outwitted and outmatched by an unexpected enemy she encountered as her sexy alter-ego when she came to a furniture warehouse in the eastern part of the city to stop what seemed to be another in a string of robberies in the area...but had instead turned into something else.

"Ooohhhhh...Ahhhhh...Ahhhhh..." cooed Tiger Cat as she felt Clint Carson's fingers deftly stroking her dark brown nipples which were as hard as rocks beneath her ocelot pelt costume..due to his expert touch combined with a few drops of her favorite sleep drug...chloroform. "Feels good doesn't it hero bitch...You got a thing for chloroform don't you?!" smirked Clint. "Yes....it makes my Tiger Breasts..so weak...You put it on...my Tiger Nipples...Uuuuhuuuhhh...that will knock me out for hours...Who..who are you...Who..are you working..for...?" sighed the tired Trinidadian superwoman. Clint responded to her question by uncapping the bottle of chloroform and tipping it slightly..so that a few more drops of the potent anaesthetic..dropped down on to Jackie's erect nipples..which threatened to burst through the fabric of her ocelot pelt body suit.

"Shhhh..No more questions hero bitch...I never kiss on a first date..." whispered Clint as he leaned in towards the helpless heroine. His lips were mere inches away from her full red lips..which apart from the lower part of her nose..was the only other thing which was not covered by her cowl mask. "Uuuuhhhhh...Tell me who you are....You make my Tiger Breasts..feel so good...no criminal..ever handled me like this...Tell me..your name...Uuuuuhhhh..Uuuhhhhhh..." cooed Tiger Cat. Behind the yellow slits of her cowl mask..Jackie's brown eyes were barely open as her already erect and stiffened nipples..which were glazed with chloroform...fell deeper and deeper under the erotic spell which was being weaved by Clint's fingers.

"Like I said..I don't kiss on the first date but in your case hero bitch...considered yourself..lucky..to be kissed by..the Cobra...." whispered Clint as he lightly kissed the helpless heroine on her full red lips while continuing to fondle her erect nipples which were visible against the ocelot pelt of her fabric.
"Uuuuuuhhhhh..." cooed Tiger Cat in response as her curvaceous and muscular body lay still atop the mattress. As Clint Carson stood up over the defeated heroine..his eyes focused through the slit of his mask at the rhythmic rise and fall of her big breasts..one of the robbers came up to him."Yuh did it man...Yuh beat Tigah Kyat...Let's finish she off..." said the robber as he pulled a gun from under his jacket.

As he pointed it at the motionless Tiger Cat..Clint swatted it out of his hand. "No...She's no threat now...She'll be out for hours..the cops are probably on their way here...They'll blame her for the break-in...We don't need to kill her...and I never hit an enemy when they're down..." he admonished the robber. "Yuh's a strange one...but de boss is the one who hired yuh..I not takin no rap for yuh..." snarled the robber as he retrieved his gun and made his exit. Clint gathered the tattered remains of his shirt..lest either Tiger Cat or the police use it to track him down. He briefly checked the claw marks across his chest which Tiger Cat had made during their battle. "Until next time hero bitch..." quipped Clint Carson as he faded into the shadows.

"Oooohhhhh...My Tiger Nipples..sooo..hhhhaaarrddd..from Cobra's touch....and chloroform...my Tiger Breasts...are...so...sooo.sleeeppieee...he knows how to weaken me...make me..go to sleep...but..he never unmasked me...Uuuuhhh...no criminal..ever treated me..like that.... never felt this way..before...Uuuhhhhh...Cobra...too much..man for me...I have to respect that....return the favour...have to let him escape....have got to...go to....slllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppp...." cooed Jackie as she was no longer able to keep her brown eyes open behind the yellow slits of her cowl mask. Her head rolling against her left shoulder. A quiet gasp escaping from between her full red lips as she faded into unconsciousness. The remaining tension evaporated from the muscles of the fabulous body of the voluptuous vigilante as she lay helpless atop the mattress in the furniture warehouse.

Half an hour later...two police officers entered the warehouse..having received an anonymous tip of a break in there. With each of them holding a flashlight in one hand and a gun in their other hand...they made their way through the darkened warehouse. "Hey!..Check this out!" said one officer to his partner. "What you got?" asked the second officer as he approached the first officer who nodded his head in the direction that the beam of his torch light was illuminating. The second officer shone his light in the same direction. His jaw dropped when he saw a woman's feet..sexy to the eye..encased in some kind of stockings. Shining the light upwards...he saw that the woman was wearing a skin tight bodysuit which resembled an ocelot's skin. The light highlighted the woman's large breasts which rose and fell before his eyes...and her cowl mask.. exposing the lower part of her face.

"Its that masked wajang...Tiger Cat..." said the second officer who was the older of the two. The Trinidadian superwoman was often the topic of conversation at their police station and officers boasted what they would do if they ever caught her. However no member of the Police Service had ever come as close as they were now to Tiger Cat who lay unconscious and totally vulnerable to them. The officers' jaws dropped to the floor as they watched her big breasts rise and fall in the confines of her costume as she slept. "You keep your gun on her...while I slap the cuffs on the bitch.." said the senior officer...secretly longing to grab a hold of Tiger Cat's broad chest. "No way!..I wanna see if her breasts are as natural as they say...No woman has breasts like that in Trinidad.." argued the younger officer.

However as the officers debated over who should arrest Tiger Cat...the voluptuous vigilante was slowly awakening. As Jackie's brown eyes flickered behind the yellow slits of her cowl mask...she suppressed her natural instinct to moan about how her breasts felt...as she heard the police officers arguing. Keeping her breathing slow and easy...the curvaceous crimefighter let her hardened dark brown nipples gradually soften from the effects of Clint Carson's hands and the chloroform. Then in a single motion...Tiger Cat sprang to life.
With a sweeping move of her right leg...she kicked the officers guns and flash lights out of their hands...and leapt to her feet. "She's getting away! After her!" yelled the senior officer as he and his junior partner scrambled for their flashlights and handguns. However Tiger Cat had succesfully retrieved her utility belt and was sprinting out of the warehouse.

Reaching into her belt...Jackie tossed a pair of smoke bombs back into the warehouse. The officers coughed profusely as they were blinded by the smoke..allowing the heroine to make it to the sidestreet where she had parked her Tiger Car. "Ohhh..My Tiger Nipples recovered just in time...I nearly got arrested by the police..." said the heroine as she turned the ignition on her advanced BMW sportscar. Pressing the ball of her right foot on the gas and working the stick... Tiger Cat drove away from the crime scene and out of East Port-of-Spain. As she drove back home to her son...Jackie reflected on the night's events. "Someone is clearly unhappy that I've been interrupting their crime wave..to hire that masked man who did a fantastic sleep number on my Tiger Breasts...I have to find out who this Cobra is...Maybe then I'll find out who's behind this crime wave and why.." resolved the heroine.

Two days later.

Jackie Jagessar was sitting in the office of her restaurant...waiting for the next person she was scheduled to interview for a vacant waiter's job which had opened up unexpectedly during one of the restaurant's busiest periods of the year. The last thing Jackie needed was for things to be going awry here that would prevent from going out and fighting crime as Tiger Cat. She pushed those thoughts aside as the buzzer on her desk sounded. "You're next interviewee is here Mrs Jagessar.." said the secretary. "Thanks Gita...Please send him in" replied Jackie. All of the applicants had been men..and so far none of them had fit the profile that was needed to do the job. Jackie stood in front of her desk as the door opened to usher in the next person she would be interviewing today.

"Mrs Jagessar...My name's Carson...Clint Carson..." said the man who entered her office. Jackie sized him up. He was in his late 20's...of muscular build which was evident from the way his black leather jacket, grey shirt, slacks and black leather shoes fit his profile. She felt her nipples slightly harden under her bright yellow dress for some odd reason. Jackie accepted his right hand in her own and was impressed by the strength she felt when he shook her hand. "Please sit down..I assume you brought your resume with you..." said Jackie as she directed him to a pair of chairs located nearby. "Sure..." replied Clint as he handed Jackie a brown envelope.



As they sat down.. Clint was studying her as well. Her brown hair worn loose about her shoulders. Despite being in her 40's...he could tell that Jackie had an incredibly shapely body under her dress..which seemed slightly baggy..making her breasts look a bit smaller than they probably were. He silently took note of her strong thighs and calves...even her toes..which were visible in her high heel shoes gave him a bit of a turn on...and even a fleeting thought that maybe..just maybe..he had met her somewhere before. Clint's thoughts were interrupted when Jackie spoke. "I'm seeing here that you have a criminal record..some petty theft...assault..and that you served some time in prison..." she said as she read the contents of his envelope.

Clint looked straight into Jackie's brown eyes and replied. "I'm not from money...I did a lot of things to get money..for me and my family...I worked hard...but when that didn't work...I did other stuff...I'm not proud of it...an I paid the price for it...I'd like the job..but I'll be okay with it if you think I'm not what you're looking for." Those words made Jackie's nipples stiffen even more and made her register a brief flash of warmth between her large thighs. "Ohhh..the way this man talks to me...makes me feel strange...turned on...like how I felt when that mystery criminal Cobra put me to sleep..I need to know more about him...as I also try to figure our who's the mastermind behind the East Port-of-Spain crime wave.." thought Jackie.

As she stood up...Clint Carson also stood up looking intently at her..for her reply. He did'nt have long to wait as Jackie smiled at him and extended her right hand. "I'm a good judge of character Mr Carson...and I believe in being fair to everyone..so let's see what you're made of..the job is yours.." replied Jackie. "Thanks Mrs Jagessar..You won't regret this.." said Clint as he shook her hand in gratitude. "Something about this lady...I don't know what it is..but I gotta know her better.." he thought.


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