The Tiger Woman in Power Play

New Delhi, India. Present day.
Noon

It was a busy day at the offices of the New Delhi Times...the top newspaper in India..located in the heart of India's capital city's commercial centre. The paper's editor GG Gupta..a veteran newsman.. was on a rampage as he stormed through the newsroom..demanding copy from his reporters. The reason for Gupta's behavior was a mysterious transmission minutes earlier which interrupted all of the regular radio and television newscasts. A bearded man wearing a turban with a ruby in the middle of it appeared on the television screen to deliver a chilling message.

"People of India!.. Be warned!..Your acts of aggression against the Sikh people shall not go unpunished!..I..Ajay Banzir..Leader of the Sikh Liberation Front..make this declaration!..We shall strike at any target..Anywhere in India!..None shall escape the wrath of the Sikh Liberation Front!...Victory to the Sikh people!!" the message declared before all normal broadcasts were restored.

"I want everyone to find out where that broadcast emanated from and what it means!..Now!!" demanded Gupta boomed and the editorial staff hustled about to do his bidding. As he stormed towards his office, puffing heavily on his cigar, Gupta motioned to his top investigative journalist...33 year old Khail Khan to come into his office for an emergency meeting.

Khail grabbed his notebook as he got up from behind his desk. He turned to his assistant..a junior reporter named Sonia Gan who had only joined the paper two days ago. Despite her mousy appearance..her large rimmed glasses on her face..her baggy pants suits.. Sonia had graduated top of her class in journalism at the university and had been assigned to Khail to help him do research. "Problems Khail?" asked Sonia.

"Just routine business Sonia...See what research we can find on this Sikh Liberation Front..Maybe it'll provide answers to what's going on...Maybe there's a connection with reports of some mystery strong woman who's been appearing in different parts of the country.helping people.." replied the handsome journalist whose atheltic build was visible under his business suit..which made any woman who came around him swoon.

Sonia peered over her glasses as she watched him walk into Gupta's office for a meeting. No sooner had Khail gone..the young female reporter got up from behind her desk and made her way towards the nearby stairwell that led up to the roof of the building. " I don't know who this Ajay Banzir is but he is not to be taken lightly...Khail wants me to do some research on these guerillas..but I have other plans in mind to deal with them.." resolved Sonia as she walked on to the roof of the building..located high above the bustling streets of New Delhi.

After checking to ensure that she was alone on the roof..Sonia removed her glasses and declared:"By the power of Parvati!!" she declared and was instantly surrounded by an bright aura of light. The young reporter felt a surge of tremendous energy flowing through her body which became stronger and sexier by the second.

Her black hair..which was tied into a thick bun..loosened..becoming glossy as it cascaded on to her neck and shoulders, stretching to the centre of her back. Sonia's drab grey jacket..white cotton shirt, grey skirt and flat shoes slowly disappeared...briefly revealing a light brown body that was hidden beneath it from public view. Her shapely bust..grew several inches in size..as her entire body became more curvaceous but also muscular.

A thin tiger skin leotard slowly formed itself over her body..barely covered her shapely muscles and her enormous bust. A thick golden belt, whose circular buckle was fashioned in the form of a tiger's head, wrapped itself around her shapely waist. Bands of tigerskin adorned her wrists and entwined themselves above her ankles. The final touch, a tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face to complete Sonia's amazing transformation and conceal the mousy young reporter in the guise of the brave and beauteous...TIGER WOMAN...India's very own Queen of Justice.

The Indian superwoman's mighty breasts bunched together as she assumed her heroic pose and looked out over the city skyline. Her hands on her curvy hips..her long muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare feet flat on the surface of the roof..her huge brown breasts thrust forward with confidence. Her long mane of glossy black hair flailing in the breeze behind her. "For all Khail Khan's journalistic instincts..He has no idea that his own assistant is actually the Tiger Woman...or that I kept my activities out of the public until now..Now to send a message of my own to Ajay Banzir!" vowed the masked beauty.

Her large, firm breasts bobbed sensuously beneath her tigerskin leotard with her every stride of her muscular legs as she ran towards the edge of the roof.Flexing her powerful thighs, the Hindu Heroine leapt skywards and soared away over the city skyline.

Sonia felt her large dark brown nipples and areolas stiffen slightly under her flimsy leotard as she felt the air currents rippled past her curvaceous form as she flew away in search of the Sikh terrorists who threatened her homeland. The big breasted superwoman did not have far to look for along a railway line on the eastern outskirts of New Delhi..a band of Banzir's followers prepared to carry out his orders. One Sikh guerilla lay with his ear to the iron railing. "It is coming!" he yelled to his two companions as he leapt to his feet excitedly.

From their vantage point on a nearby bluff, his fellow Sikhs then made ready with their bazooka and carefully loaded a rocket-propelled grenade (RPG) into it. The whistle of the approaching express train told them their target was fast approaching.

"For the Sikh homeland!"declared the Sikh holding the bazooka declared as he pulled the trigger and sent the deadly projectile on its way. The guerilla trio's eyes widened and their jaws collectively dropped as a blur of motion knocked the RPG off course and sent it splashing into a nearby river where it exploded harmlessly.

"Going somewhere gentlemen?!" a woman's voice asked. The two Skihs turned and were flabbergasted to be confronted by the Tiger Woman. She stood in their path..with her long, slender legs slightly apart and her hands resting on her curvy hips, the Tiger Woman cut an imposing figure.

The Sikh guerillas' eyes absorbed everything from her smooth, light brown skin..her firm abdomen, the impressive swell of her breasts beneath her skimpy attire to her beauteous face. They were snapped back to reality as she spoke. "You fiends shall not carry out your reign of terror while Tiger Woman lives!" declared the curvaceous crusader declared. With a snarl, two of the guerillas drew their long, curved knives and charged towards her. Tiger Woman expertly evaded their wild attacks and countered swiftly.

A vicious right hook to the jaw sent the first Sikh hurtling backwards against the rocky surface of the bluff. With a low moan, he collapsed to the ground in a senseless heap. The second guerilla wheezed as the ball of the Hindu Heroine's left foot was driven hard into his rib cage. The last Sikh came running with an AK-47 rifle in hand..after realising that something had happened to his colleagues. As he approached..the Indian Queen of Justice pounced swiftly snatching the rifle away from the young guerilla's hands.

He stood shocked at the curvaceous masked woman..with a body that he had never seen in all of his 15 years.. effortlessly bent the rifle within her hands. "You are still young boy..I will spare you today..You have time to learn the error of your ways!" saidTiger Woman to the the 15-year-old Sikh who immediately ran away. Sonia wasted no time in pursuing him as she tied up the unconscious guerillas with some rope that they had.

Flexing her large thighs..Tiger Woman leapt into the air and flew away. One hour later...in the small town of Kuchur,located to the west of New Delhi, another group of seven Sikh guerillas were active. Hidden in a warehouse in a backstreet, they busily sorted out some wooden crates loaded with weapons.

"Our buyers provided us with some good merchandise this time" the Sikh headman grinned as he examined a crate full of AK-47's. His glee and that of his cohorts was abruptly shattered as a shapely figure smashed through the warehouse's wooden roof. "Too bad that you will never get a chance to use those weapons!" declared the Tiger Woman declared as she landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet and assumed a fighting stance.

Gunfire erupted within the confines of the warehouse as the Sikh fighters tried to kill the curvaceous crusader. With uncanny agility, Tiger Woman evaded the deadly projectiles which streamed towards her shapely body from almost every conceivable direction. Getting off the defensive, she floored two guerillas with a devastating roundhouse right kick.

Flying towards a guerilla who was firing at her from atop a pile crates, the Hindu Heroine delivered a solid left fist to his jaw which sent him crashing to the ground. Diving towards two retreating guerillas, she extended her long, slender, muscled legs. Each of her feet found their mark and the duo were sent sprawling along the ground. The last two Sikhs jumped into a parked truck which still had some of the weapons crates loaded in the back.

They started the engine and started to drive away. However the truck suddenly jolted and no matter what they did, they could not go forward. Looking out the side mirror, the driver was shocked to see that the rear wheels were spinning in the air as Tiger Woman firmly held the rear bumper with her hands. Her muscular legs spread apart..erotic bare feet flat on the ground.. and every muscle in her sensuous body accentuated..her large breasts bunched together under her flimsy top.. Tiger Woman lifted the truck as if it were a toy.

"Shoot that woman!" yelled the driver yelled to his cohort who leaned out the passenger window with a pistol in hand. However the Indian Queen of Justice abruptly released her hold on the truck. The vehicle crashed through the doors of the warehouse and slammed into a concrete wall, knocking out both guerillas. Tiger Woman sauntered out of the warehouse and stood with her hands on her wide hips, admiring her handiwork...as people gathered to see what was happening and take pictures of her with the cameras on their cell phones

"This should send a warning to Ajay Banzir and his minions that those who defy justice shall answer to Tiger Woman!" thought the big-breasted superwoman and soared away into the sky and flew back towards the offices of the New Delhi Times before her alter-ego was missed.

By that evening...Ajay Banzir's ultimatum had been replaced by news of the beauteous Tiger Woman who bravely thwarted his plans..and arrested nine of his guerillas in a single day. The manner in which they were apprehended were the hot topic of conversation amongst many circles across India...and was even on the Internet. Sonia Gan sighed contentedly at this thought as she gazed out the window of her New Delhi apartment.

Clad in a large grey t-shirt, she sauntered towards a nearby table where a green parrot sat regally on his perch. "You should have seen me in action today Feraz..I was unstoppable" Sonia told the bird who flapped his wings in response.

"Working at the Times will give me all the information I need..and it'll help me know where I'm needed most as Tiger Woman..." said Sonia Stretching her shapely but wearing limbs, Sonia bid her companion good night and walked towards the bedroom. The parrot watching his mistress' curvaceous form moving under her shirt as she walked. "Wonder what the villains are up to tonight?" the young woman pondered as she slipped under the covers and was soon fast asleep.

The answer to Sonia's question lay at the hidden base of operations of Ajay Banzir who was absolutely livid at the day's events. "Fools!! Fools!!...How could my loyal fighters..veteran warriors..be defeated so easily !?!!" he snarled, pacing the floor. His lieutenants stood by nervously as their leader continued to vent his fury. "On the eve of launching our greatest campaign to liberate our people..My men are stopped by some mere woman..?!" he cried incredulously.

" My leader...Our sources say this is no mere female.. leader...She possesses incredible strength..and she can fly.." one lieutenant stated. "Our men had little chance against this female..She calls herself..Tiger Woman" another added. Banzir stopped pacing and glared at his deputies. "We have been in this struggle for many years..I am not to be thwarted by some masked female upstart..This Tiger Woman must be punished for her defiance!" he roared.

"But my leader..No one knows who this woman is..Our men cannot match her abilities..How can we handle her should she appear?" one lieutenant asked. The Sikh leader was about to launch into another tirade when a voice spoke. "Have no fear my leader..I know a way to tame the Tiger Woman!"

The older Sikhs turned to see the 15-year-old guerilla who the Hindu Heroine had let get away earlier. Banzir rubbed his thick moustache as he studied the youth intensely. "You?..A mere boy..believe you can defeat this woman?" he inquired. "Yes my leader..I have seen Tiger Woman in combat..and have been studying her..I can bring her to you..I have a plan" the young guerilla stated. Banzir looked at the youth and then at his lieutenants who were whispering amongst themselves. "All right boy...I shall give you your chance..Capture this Tiger Woman and bring her to me..You shall be richly rewarded..I need not tell you the price of failure.." the guerilla leader boomed. "I shall not fail" the youth assured him.

Two days later, New Delhi Times editor GG Gupta summoned his top reporter Khail Khan into his office. Always dapperly-attired, the 33-year-old Khan strolled confidently towards the editor's office. As he passed by several women in the newsroom stole quick glances at his lean physique. as he walked towards the office..accompanied by junior reporter Sonia Gan who also found herself admiring his broad shoulders, firm chest and tight buttocks. Her brown eyes fluttered slightly as she briefly felt her oversized tits harden slightly when she thought about Khail who was completely infatuated with the Tiger Woman. "If you only knew.." smiled Sonia as they entered Gupta's office.

"What's up GG?" Khan asked as he entered his boss' office and shut the door. "I'm certain you're aware about the launch of the army's new Sky Falcon helicopter tomorrow.." Gupta stated. Khan nodded affirmatively. The Sky Falcon prototype was the military's most advanced attack chopper and it was due to be unveiled for the first time. "I'd like you to cover it..and take Miss Gan with you.." Gupta stated. "GG you can't be serious?!..This is a big assigment..I don't need help ..plus I've been handling stories about this mysterious..Tiger Woman.." Khan complained. Though secretly, he felt a rush of warmth beneath his waist every time he heard her name and recalled the descriptions of her by those whom she had captured.

"That is not a request Khail..Miss Gan's work has been exemplary thus far..and she's given you valuable aid in those stories about this woman vigilante.." Gupta replied, silencing Khan. "Besides..if there's trouble tomorrow..Chances are Tiger Woman will intervene to save the day..and that's a story!" the editor added.

"Okay GG..I guess I can't dispute that" Khan said as he got to his feet and exited Gupta's office with Sonia following close behind him. "Sonia .Meet me here at 9 am sharp..We'll catch transport to Rajiv Military Base at noon.." he stated as he walked towards the elevator. "I'll be here" Sonia replied with a smile. "And Tiger Woman will be there" she thought.

24 hours later.

The launch of the Sky Falcon helicopter was an event of great fanfare and publicity. This was evident from the number of the top brass in the military and high government officials who were on hand at the sprawling compound of the Rajiv Military Base. From her place in the press box, Sonia Gan watched as a contingent of soldiers marched smartly in along the tarmac in front of the sleek, silver Sky Falcon. She brushed back a loose strand of her black hair as she watched Khalil Khan interviewing the Defence Minister about the new chopper.

"Oh Khail..Being around you..makes my Tiger Nipples feel strange..hard.." Sonia sighed dreamily as she watched the man of her dreams at work. She felt her nipples harden ever so slightly under her white cotton shirt and grey jacket in response to her feelings. Suddenly, these feelings were cut short by feelings of a different sort...as the assembled press corps were lectured about the high tech gunship's military and search and rescue applications.

In the midst of the showcasing of the helicopter..few took notice of an army jeep approaching the Sky Falcon. Five men clad in brown coveralls and black leather boots alighted and entered the chopper. They were thought to be the maintenance crew for the helicopter. It was only when the rotors of the Sky Falcon stirred to life that heads turned. The alarm was sounded and guards rushed towards the chopper at it lifted off the tarmac and soared away into the sky. In the ensuing commotion..Sonia slipped away and found a hiding place under the bleachers.

"Time for Tiger Woman to make an appearance...By the Power of Parvati!" she declared and was instantly consumed in a brilliant aura of energy. The junior reporter's white shirt, grey jacket, grey skirt and high heels were slowly replaced by the tigerskin leotard which highlighted her broad chest, flat abdomen, slender muscled arms and legs. Her black hair lengthened as it fell loose on to and past her shoulders. The thick golden belt entwined itself about her wide hips while the tigerskin bands adorned her wrists and wrapped themselves just above the ankles. The tigerskin mask over Sonia's light brown eyes completed her transformation into the Tiger Woman of India.

"The Sky Falcon has been hijacked..Only I can get it back and bring the perpetrators to justice.." declared the Hindu Heroine declared as she raced into the open. The assembled press, military and government officials were shocked by the sudden appearance of the curvaceous crusader.Her
breasts bobbing sensuously with every stride of her powerful legs, her long black hair flowing in the breeze. Khail Khan felt his manhood rise to the occasion as he gazed upon the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He stood mesmerised as Tiger Woman flexed her mighty thighs, leapt skyward and soared off in pursuit of the stolen Sky Falcon. "Should we dispatch any fighters sir?" a general asked the Defence Minister. "Uh..No need..I think we have..the breast..Uh..Best resources handling this situation.." the Minister stammered as he watched the busty superwoman fly away. "Go get them Tiger Lady...I'd like to see those hijackers get out of this.." thought Khail as he stood mesmerised by what he had just seen..completely forgetting about his junior partner Sonia Gan.

Meanwhile the Sky Falcon plotted a northward course as it rapidly gained altitude. "Those fools have no idea what hit them.." the pilot grinned. "Yes..Nothing can catch us now.." the co-pilot agreed. "We have something following us..Moving very fast..It can't be a jet.." the radar operator announced, shattering their euphoria. "It has to be that Tiger Woman..Good..She is doing exactly as the leader said she would...Let us prepare to execute the plan" the hijack leader ordered his crew.

Meanwhile...her shapely muscular legs together and extended below her curvy waist..her sexy toes curled..her slender muscled arms on either side of her shapely body and her long, black hair flowing in the breeze...the Tiger Woman flew at top speed..after the hi-tech helicopter..completely oblivious to the fact that she was heading straight into a well thought out trap by her enemies who were determined to teach her a lesson.

It was not long before she came in sight of the Sky Falcon..over a remote hilly area. "The hijackers must be Sikh guerillas working for Ajay Banzir..He'll undoubtedly use it to terrorise the people of India at will..Too bad he did not consider my intervention foiling his plans.." assumed Sonia not knowing that she had played straight into the plans of the terrorist leader. The beauteous Hindu Heroine moved in swiftly to close the gap on the helicopter hoping to bring the chase to a swift end...and get back to Khail..and she felt her nipples rise underneath her skimpy tiger pelt leotard as she thought about the handsome journalist who she secretly had a crush on as Sonia Gan.

Distracted by these untimely thoughts...the Tiger Woman was taken completely offguard when a pair of projectiles were launched from the rear of the Sky Falcon and exploded in mid-air, illuminating the sky.

"Ohhh!!..Bright lights!..Eyes hurt!" cried Tiger Woman cried as she arched backwards in mid-flight..raising her arms in a futile effort to shield her eyes from the brilliance of the magnesium flares. As the curvaceous crusader struggled to cope with this unplanned situation, the Sky Falcon turned around and flew towards her. "We got her...Move quickly before she recovers!" ordered the hijack leader and the pilot flipped a switch on the control panel in front of him. A large mechanical arm reached out from underneath the helicopter and stretched towards the helpless Indian superwoman who was still struggling to shake off the blinding effects of the magnesium flares.

The four pronged steel claw at the end of the mechanical arm closed in on the curvaceous crusader. Two prongs grabbed her on either side of her shapely hips but the last two clamped down hard onto her big breasts..effectively flattened them like pancakes.

"AAIEEEEEEEEE!!!!....MY TIGER BREASTS!!!!...AAHAAIEEEEEE!!!!!!" screamed Sonia in agony..her muscular arms and legs flailing wildly in the air as the intensity of the pain made her forget to use her great Tiger Strength to free herself from the crushing grip of the claw. "We have the woman!!

Make her feel the pain of the Sikh people!!" ordered the hijack leader. The pilot nodded and increased the pressure of the claw hand which held -India's self-proclaimed Queen of Justice firmly in its grasp. Sonia pounded the strong steel grips of the claw ..that were flattening her huge breasts..with her fists but it would not yield..instead..she could feel their grip tightening with each passing
second.

"Aaahuunnnhh!!!!..Aaahhuunn!!" complained the Tiger Woman as she slapped the grips with the open palms of her hands..again with no result.Tiger Woman pressed her hands against her throbbing temples..her fingers clasping at the roots of her long, black hair as she capitulated to her clever opponents.

"Aahhnn..My Tiger Breasts.are .in such great pain..The fiends...they have discovered my only weakness.. How did they find out?..I..I.I..am getting tired...cannot concentrate.. want them..to knock me unconscious..." moaned Sonia as she continued to struggle but did so in futility..knowing that the battle was lost and she was due for her first defeat as a superheroine. "The woman is helpless..Quickly bring her inside so that she may be subdued properly!" ordered the hijack leader. The pilot nodded and the mechanical arm holding the captive curvaceous crusader was hoisted up..carrying Sonia into the rear of the Sky Falcon.

Once inside the chopper..three Sikh hijackers in the back grabbed her as the claw released its grip on her. "Fiends!..Criminals!..Release me!..Release me or face my wrath!" protested the Tiger Woman as she struggled within the grasps of the Sikh hijackers. However Sonia knew that her struggles were useless..as the pain in her mighty chest had negated her great strength.

The Indian Queen of Justice glared at her enemies in anger and shock as she watched them pull down the top of her tigerskin leotard and expose her large, firm breasts. "No!...Unhh!..Stop..touching..my Tiger Breasts..I..feel..strange..You are making me sleepy!" she confessed to one Sikh as he stroked her semi-hard dark brown nipples..teasing them towards full attention. The Hindu Heroine writhed furiously in an attempt to free herself as the manipulation of her breasts continued.

"Ooohhhh..Fiends!..Sadists...Stop touching my Tiger Nipples...Ooooo...Ahhhhh..you are making them...so
hhhhh..hhh..aaa..rrr..ddd..Making me think..of..sex...and..Uuuhhh..sleep....I..I..must not succumb.." groaned Sonia who was totally helpless to prevent the erogenous zones in her chest from being aroused. "That is not for you to decide foolish female!" snarled the hijack leader snarled as he revealed a thick, dark pad which to the curvaceous crusader. "Eh?!..What is that?!..What are you. going to do with....HNHHHH!!!" protested the Tiger Woman as the pad was clamped down on her nose and mouth.

Sonia's light brown eyes widened in the slits of her tiger pelt mask in horror as she inhaled the scent of the sickly, sweet liquid that was soaked into the pad. "HHNHHHH!!!!..HNNNHHH!!!..NNHHHH!!!" screamed Tiger Woman into the pad as her curvaceous body gyrated frantically in response to the potent fumes pervading her lungs. "The woman fights with tremendous spirit!" remarked one of the hijackers holding the Hindu Heroine's erotic bare feet as she struggled. He watched as the Tiger Woman's bare feet twitched frantically before him..her sexy toes with glossy toenails..flexing and curling as she struggled in vain to resist the power of the knockout drug she was now being for--d to inhale.

The Hindu Heroine's large breasts..capped at their summits by dark brown nipples and areolas which were becoming hard as rocks from the combination of the painful grip of the Sky Falcon's robotic arm and the fondling by her Sikh foes who knew how to tame her. "Surrender woman!..It is useless to resist!" gloated the hijack leader declared.

"Hnnnhhh.." agreed the Tiger Woman of India as she sighed into the rag. Her eyelids now heavy with sleep..the steely resolve to fight for justice now gone from her brown eyes in the slits of her tiger pelt mask..now replaced with a glazed and dull look of submission. The Sikh hijackers felt the heroine's shapely and muscular body relax within their grasp. Sonia's breasts rose and fell slowly and rhythmically as she inhaled the sickly, sweet aroma in the rag which covered her nose and mouth.

"Back to your positions..I shall handle the woman now.." the hijack leader ordered his three cohorts who did as they were instructed. "Aaahhh.." Tiger Woman gasped as the cloth was removed and her head rolled lazily from side to side, cushioned by her thick, black tresses...as she unsuccessfully tried to shake off the effects of the potent sleep drug.

The hijack leader kept the rag close to her nose and mouth..so that the sexy Indian superwoman could speak but still inhale the drug to keep her subdued. "Uunhuuhhh..What..What is that drug?....It makes me..so tired.." asked theTiger Woman in a sleepy voice. "It is called chloroform stupid woman...Now tell me..the secret of your strength.." replied the hijack leader as he started to dab the anaesthetic-soaked pad over the heroine's sleepy face. Tiger Woman's eyes fluttered in the slits of her mask as the chloroform pad was applied to her face, the fumes causing her to feel incredibly tired.

"Speak female..You cannot resist.." he insisted, dabbing the pad over her face while stroking the valley between her mountainous breasts and then rubbing her hard nipples with his thumbs. "Ooohhh...you touch my Tiger Breasts..with such authority..I..I have..to tell the truth...You must..remove..my..remove my...Tiger Belt..." confessed the Tiger Woman.

"Is that the key to your strength?" asked the hijack leader asked. "Tiger Belt..grants me..powers of invulnerability,strength and flight..I lose them..if..it is removed.." replied Sonia. Reaching towards her slowly moving hips, the hijack leader seized the tiger head buckle of the heroine's thick, golden belt. A click was heard as he unfastened the belt and removed it from its owner's waist. "What else makes you helpless Tiger Woman?" he asked, dabbing the pad over her face. "Unnhh..To wield my powers..Must be..pure in body and mind..My Tiger Breasts..Cannot be touched..by a man.." the Hindu Heroine sighed.

"So with your belt removed..and your big breasts aroused..You are powerless?" the hijack leader asked. "Yes.." replied Tiger Woman.
As he rubbed his hands all over the her broad chest...focusing specifically on her dark brown nipples which were erect and hard like bullets...Sonia got a glance at the face of the hijack leader captor. "You..!?!..I..gave you a chance..to change your way and you repay me..like this?!...Why?...Why?" sighed the Tiger Woman in disbelief.

"You can call me Navin big sister..and you are my prisoner!" the young Sikh sneered as his thumbs probed the heroine's hard nipples. Tiger Woman's long,muscled legs shifted back and forth in response to his erotic stimuli and her head rested against his chest.

"Oooohhh..Par..vaaahhh...teeee..Why have you abandoned me?..My Tiger Breasts..cannot resist man's touch..Sikhs have made me tired with sleep liquid.. They know..the secret...of my powers..Did not plan on this happening.." cooed the Tiger Womanof India as the world began to spin in front of her increasingly blurred vision.

"You are very tired big sister..Sleep now..Ajay Banzir awaits you.." the young Sikh sneered as he sandwiched the pad between Tiger Woman's great breasts and continued to fondle her rock-solid nipples.

"Unnnhh..Yes...have no choice...Sikhs have outsmarted me...My Tiger Breasts hurt..Made tired with chloroform..touched my Tiger Breasts..had to tell them...the secret of..my powers..Oohhh..Tiger Nipples..never been touched by..a man.. that makes me..feel..so weak..so sleepy..so sexy...must surrender.. must succumb..Sikhs have defeated.....Tiger..Woman..Champion..of..India..is now..Unnn..conn..sciousssss.." conceded Sonia asshe declared as her eyes slowly closed and the world faded to black as a wave of unconsciousness washed over her.

To be continued.