Britannia in A Christmas Capture 2

London, England.
Christmas Eve. 8 pm

"Uuuuhhhhhh.." moaned Britannia as he green eyes slowly opened in the slits of the blue mask which stretched across the top of her beautiful face..concealing her true identity of 19-year old heiress Leah Havenloft..who was also a student of criminology and law at Oxford University. She had come to the British Museum of Natural History to stop a mysterious thief who had been stealing ancient Arabic manuscripts from other museums in other parts of Britain. Leah discovered the thief was none other than her old foe the Toy Master but she had once again underestimated him. She was knocked out by a pair of specially rigged Christmas trees.

As the beauteous British Bombshell woke up..she discovered that she was literally gift wrapped from the neck down in a special shiny wrapping paper..with large strips of string binding her ankles..wrists..knees and elbows. One strip slipped down between her thighs and back up to the binding at her wrists. As she writhed to break free of her restraints..Leah felt tingling sensations in her breasts and in her vagina which made her moan.."Uuuhhh..Uuuuhhh." Rufus Twiddle..the notorious Toy Master stepped forward..gleeful at the sight of Britannia aroused and helpless. "There is no escape for you this time Britannia..Let me explain the hoplessness of your predicament.." gloated the villain.

"The paper binding you is my latest creation..I developed it in prison..it's a sponge which absorbs your sexual energy Britannia..then turns it against you.. tormenting you..taming you into submission.. I desgined it especially for nosy superheroines like you..the more sexual energy you give off the more the paper will turn against you..and I know how sensitive your knockers and your crotch are..the paper will keep you subdued..long enough for me to escape with the manuscript!" said Toy Master. "Uhhhh.Uhhhh..Uhhhh.." moaned the busty British superwoman as she strained to break free of the villain's special wrapping paper only to discover something else.

Leah's struggles were to no avail as the heat her shapely body generated as she struggled..caused the wrapping paper to shrink.. constricting around all of her voluptuous curves. "Will you die of a massive orgasm or from having the breath squeezed out of your body..or will it be both?!" grinned Twiddle as Britannia wriggled helplessly..enwrapped in the special gift paper. Every curve of her enormous breasts and shapely legs..were framed by the wrapping paper. Leah felt her hardened nipples pressing into the special wrapping paper and a growing moistness between her legs once more. "Wish I could stay longer Britannia to find out how you meet your end..but I have appointments to keep..Cheerio!" grinned Toy Master with a tip of his hat and he walked away.

"Uuuhhhh!!!..Uuuhhh!!!" moaned Leah as she her light brown nipples increased in hardness as they made contact with the wrapping paper..which also tightened around her crotch as she felt another orgasm building between her legs. "Feeling so sexy..feeling..so sleepy..have to get free...must not..black out..no one knows I'm here.. no one will come looking for days.." moaned Britannia as she writhed helplessly in the wrapping paper on the floor of the museum. Desparately...she looked around for some way to escape. Leah's green eyes widened with hope in the slits of her blue mask as she saw that one of the exhibits needed to be kept chilled in order to remain preserved.

Twisting her shapely body which was tightly wrapped up in Toy Master's gift paper..Britannia succeeded in rolling along the floor towards the exhibit. "Uhhh..Uhhhh" groaned the British supewoman as she lay on her back..straining with her bound legs to open the door to the exhibit. As she tried to open the lock.. which was stubbornly sticking..with her feet..Leah felt the paper rubbing repeatedly against her exposed breasts and her virgin crotch."Uuuhhhhh..running out of time..paper..getting my nipples..so hard..feeling so wet...getting harder..and harder..to concentrate..must not think..about sex...or it will knock me out..then..I'll be done for.." moaned Britanna as her feet continued trying to open the door.

Leah's persistence paid off as she finally managed to open the door and she rolled into the exhibity. Once inside..the cold air went to work on the Toy Master's special wrapping paper..weakening its texture...as it gradually became loose. Flexing her large thighs.. Britannia managed to tear off the paper that was binding her legs together. However the cold air was not working fast enough to weaken the paper surrounding her upper body. "Uuhhh..I..I can't free my arms..in time..Ooohhh..nipples..so aroused..Ahhhh..my clit..getting harder..harder
..I..I can't hold on..going to..going to..going to...Uhhh..Uhhh..Uuhhh..Uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." moaned the busty British superwoman as she felt another explosion of dampness between her thighs and unconsciousness washed over her once more.

"Oohhhhh.." moaned Britannia some time later as she felt the cold air inside the museum exhibit bombarding her body. As she awoke..
Leah realised that the chilling effect of the air had weakened the rest of the paper to the extend that it was hanging loose on her arms.
Flexing her arms..Britannia freed herself from the remnants of the paper..readjusted her leotard such that it covered her breasts again and ran out of the exhibit. "He's gone!" said the busty British superwoman in frustration as she looked around the museum for the Toy Master. Walking over to the shattered display case..Leah checked to see what was the manuscript that Twiddle had stolen.

"The sign on the case says the manuscript contains rituals about some kind of ancient form of mummification practised in Ancient Arabia where female victims were mummified alive...Toy Master defeated me this time but I'll catch him the next time..right now I've got more urgent matters to deal with..as Leah Havenloft.." said Britannia as she turned and ran out of the museum. She now realised how late she was for the Christmas party at the Opera House where Emile was waiting for her.

It was just around midnight when Leah arrived at the Opera House..running inside as quickly as her designer high heels could take her.
She was wearing a very low cut dark green velvet mini-dress.. with the hemline ending just below her butt and sheer black tights. Leah brushed back a strand of her shoulder length red hair which she was loose about her shoulders. She nervously looked through the crowd of people for Emile Chaval..worried that he had left. Then Leah's heart skipped a beat as she saw him standing by the bar.

He looked devastatingly handsome in his black jacket, white shirt, black slacks and black shoes..his brown hair falling partially across the left side of his face. Leah watched as he set down the empty glass in his right hand atop the bar and started to walk towards the exit. The young heiress pushed some of the guests aside as she brushed past them while trying to get to Emile. She couldn't let him leave..not this way. "Emile!..Emile!..Wait!!" cried Leah as she she caught up with her friend. Standing in front of him..she placed the palms of her hands on his chest and looked into his eyes as he looked into hers. "I'm so sorry for being late...about not being able to spend more time with you..everytime you asked me..after we came back from Guyana..Please Emile..Please don't go.." she pleaded with him.

Emile looked at her with a forlorn look on his face. "I don't know Leah..Maybe this wasn't such a good idea..You know I care about you..I have for a very long time..but you really don't want to be with me..maybe you'd much rather be with someone else..if you do..that's none of my business.. I guess you don't feel the same about me.." replied Emile with sadness in his voice. Leah's green eyes filled with tears at his words. Could it be that her role as Britannia meant she was going to lose Emile..the only man she every loved. No..Leah was not about to lose him. Leaning towards him..Leah kissed him tenderly on the lips.

Briefly startled by her kiss..Emile kissed her back..pulling her body against his. After a couple of minutes..Emile relaxed his hold on Leah and looked deep into her eyes. "Wow..What was that for?" asked Emile with a smile as he caressed Leah's right cheek with the fingers of his left hand. "Mistletoe" replied Leah as she smiled back at him. "Really..Where?" replied Emile. Leah glanced up at the ceiling and discovered that they weren't standing under any mistletoe. They both stared into each others eyes..each silently confirming what they had known for a long time.

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