Britannia and Shazzan in Curse of Jaffah Part 2

Saudi Arabia. 5 am.

Businessman Jhad Jafoor looked out of the passenger window of the helicopter he was flying in as it flew over the desert and hilly terrain in the soutwestern part of the country. He could feel the anxiety rising up within him..knowing how close he was getting to achieving his ultimate goal. "Soon all that I desire..All that was denied to me...by birthright...but soon it will all be mine..and you shall help me to achieve it" said Jafoor to his prisoner who was seated in a chair just across from him in the passenger compartment of the helicopter. The busty British superwoman known as BRITANNIA..made no reply as she sat bound and unconscious opposite Jhad Jafoor. The front of her glossy Union Jack leotard was open..exposing her milky white breasts.which gleamed with a hazy aura from a special Arabian erotic ointment which had been rubbed on them and on her crotch to arouse her and knock her out. As she sat with her hands tied in front or her..her ankles tied together..her head resting against her right shoulder as lay helpless and unconscious before her captor...the heroine reflected on the circumstances which had led to her capture.

Days earlier in her alter-ego of 19-year old British heiress Leah Havenloft...she had accompanied her best friend and new boyfriend Emile Chaval to Saudi Arabia to join an expedition by one of Emile's former military colleagues...a wealthy businessman in his own right..Jhad Jafoor supposedly on a quest for a treasure that was lost centuries ago with the demise of the Kingdom of Arabia. Apart from wanting to be with Emile..who knew she was secretly Britannia...Leah came along because she suspected there was some kind of connection between Jafoor's quest and the theft of some ancient Arabian manuscripts from museums in London weeks earlier. Her suspicions were intensified a few days earlier when the expedition was attacked by unknown assailants who for some unknown reason did not want Jafoor to embark on his quest. Leah was prompted to turn into Britannia in order to protect Emile from harm during the attack. However the flame-haired heroine had no idea that in doing so she became a target of Jafoor and now sat sexually aroused and sleeping before him..not knowing where she was being taken or what had happened to Emile.

Elsewhere at that very moment..Emile Chaval was thinking the same thing about Leah..who he accidentally helped Jafoor to capture by giving her a necklace that had been cursed with a magical spell that would paralyse whoever wore it. He had no idea that it was all part of Jhad Jafoor's trap to capture Britannia..and Leah had to reveal her secret identity to Jafoor in order to prevent his men from killing them on board his yacht in the Red Sea hours earlier. Emile had awakened with a dull throbbing pain in the back of his head..his hands bound behind his back..to find that he was being led through what seemed to be a complex of caverns.. under armed guard with Leah no where in sight. "Keep moving Mr Chaval!...All I have to do is radio that you are being defiant and my master will kill your lady friend Britannia..." gloated Abdool..Jhad Jafoor's loyal minion who was holding a pistol in his left hand and keeping it trained on Emile's back.

Emile looked to his left..then to his right. The Royal Marine sergeant saw that he was flanked on both sides by a total of six men..each of them armed with automatic rifles. The narrow rocky passage ways they were walking through provided little cover or any opportunity to make a run for it. He knew that Leah was in grave danger as Britannia and he somehow had to find a way to get to her and save her from whatever evil scheme Jhad Jafoor was planning. How could he not have seen the warning signs that something about their trip to Saudi Arabia had gone badly awry. "What's Jafoor's game Abdool?!...You and these goons have to know that none of you are permanent fixtures in his plans!.So why not say what they are!" quipped Emile. "You mock the genius of the Master's plan!..Soon Mr Chaval!..Soon you and indeed the world shall bow before the power that the Master shall wield!" gloated Abdool. "You won't get away with this!" growled Emile as he looked for an opportunity to make a bid for freedom...and find a way to save his girlfriend Leah. As he was led deeper and deeper into the maze of caverns by Abdool and Jafoor's hired guns..the mystery man who had witnessed his capture and that of Britannia on board Jhad Jafoor's yacht continued to shadow them.

Miles away at that very moment...Britannia was now beginning to regain consciousness as the effects of the strange, potent ointment which Jafoor had rubbed on to her breasts and crotch had started to wear off. "Uuhhhhh...Where..Where am I?...What's going on?" moaned Leah as her green eyes fluttered open in the slits of the blue mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face. As her vision cleared...Leah gasped in awe as she discovered herself lying flat on her back atop a large stone slab..in what appeared to be the interior of some kind of ancient Arabian palace. The busty British superwoman also discovered that she was unable to move from the neck down..thanks to the enchanted necklace which she wore around her neck..and her shapely bust was fully exposed as she lay helpless to whatever designs her captors had for her. "Ah Miss Havenloft..or should I call you Britannia?..Whatever..I have to tell you that I always wanted to do this to you..but your haughty demeanor had long been a disincentive to me.." sneered Jafoor as he rubbed Leah's naked breasts with his hands.

"Unnnhhh!!..I would never have touched you willingly!..Not even with a 100 foot barge poll!..Get your hands off my breasts!..You pervert!..What have you done to me?!..I..I can't move!" cried Britannia..glaring angrily at the Saudi Arabian business magnate as he hovered over her prostrate form..groping her exposed breasts at will.Jafoor laughed at the heroine's attempt at defiance. "It was most fortunate for me that you came when you did Britannia!..As you are no doubt aware by this time..It was I who enlisted the services of Rufus Twiddle..the villain you know as Toy Master to steal the ancient manuscripts from museums in London..To many they are but historical artefacts..but to me and my clan...they are the map which will lead us to an inheritance bequeathed to us by our revered ancestor..Lord Jaffah of Arabia..the manuscripts speak of a hidden vessel in which lies a trapped genie who will grant unlimited power to those who free it...all it requires to be freed is a sexual sacrifice of a most desirable woman...and you Leah Havenloft...Britannia..are the chosen one!" gloated Jhad Jafoor. "You're crazy if you think you can get away with this!!..You won't take me that easily!!..Get this necklace off me and fight me like a man.." declared Britannia who tried to move but remained paralyzed.

"Only a fool would heed your words Leah Havenloft...I have better plans for you..." sneered Jhad Jafoor as he walked over to a bronze urn and pulled out a cup filled with the scented oils which urn contained. "This shall still your fiery tongue!" gloated Jafoor as he poured the oils all over Britannia's exposed chest. "Noooo!!!!..Uuuhuuuhhhhhhh!!!!..More of that Arabian sex drug...Oooooohhhh!!!..turning me on....Ahhhhhhhh...can't think...Uuhunnuuhuuhhhhhhh" moaned Britannia as the light brown nipples which capped the summits of her large milky white breasts quickly became rock hard as the scented oils covered them. Slipping on a pair of leather gloves..Jafoor cupped the busty British superwoman's breasts in each of his hands and started to massage the oil deep into her chest. "A potent aphrodesiac my dear helpless Britannia!!..You are quite helpless to resist its erotic powers!!" said Jaffah. "Oooohhhh...Ahhhhh...Uhhhh..Uhhhh..Uhhhh" moaned Leah in agrement as she felt his hands roaming freely over her chest..paying special attention to her hard and erect nipples.

As Britannia lay dazed atop the stone slab from the effect of the scented oils and his expert arousal of her breasts.. Jafoor walked around to the bottom of the table and slowly removed her blue leather boots..dropping them to the stone floor. Walking back to the top of the slab..Jafoor started to slowly remove Leah's gloves and then her union jack leotard...exposing her broad chest and toned abdomen. "No..Unnnhhh..Stop....Uhhh...Don't do this...Unnhhh..Unnnhhh..Unnnhhhh.." moaned Leah..feeling aroused and sleepy as Jafoor molested her breasts once more..rubbing more of the scented oils on to them. Jafoor then shoved his left hand under her tights..locating her hardened clit. "Aarrrhhh!!!..Ahhh!!..Ahhh!!..Ahhh!!!...Ahhhh!!!..Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" panted Britannia as Jafoor for--d her to orgasm atop the stone slab. "Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh" cooed the busty British superwoman as she lay dazed and disoriented atop the stone slab as he pulled down her glossy dark blue tights..revealing her sexy bare feet..shapely legs and most importantly..the swirl of red pubic hair that was located between Leah's toned thighs..which throbbed invitingly before him.

"You think yourself superior to all..as heiress Leah Havenloft....and hiding behind the disguise of Britannia..It will be my pleasure to tame you good!" taunted Jafoor as he started to unfasten his belt and drop his trousers in preparation to r@?3* the helpless heroine. However before Jafoor could act an elderly woman's voice cried out. "Stop my son!!" yelled a woman's voice and Jafoor quickled buttoned hi trousers as a 70 year old woman with white curly hair..approached the altar..escorted by six slave girls. "Mother...You grace me with your presence.." replied Jhad Jafoor with a smug smile as he bowed reverently before his evil mother. "There is no time for you to play with our guest...the ceremony draws near..she must be made ready for sacrifice...when she has submitted to the will of Jaffah...then she will be yours to play with as you wish!" she admonished him. "Don't worry..He won't take long..." quipped Britannia who was still unable to move due to the enchanted necklace which she still wore around her neck. Jhad Jafoor glared angrily at the busty British superwoman and was about to slap her across her face for her insolence when his evil mother raised her left hand...ordering him to restrain himself..which he did. "You think yourself defiant..Foolish girl...You shall now be taught the error of your ways!" said Jafoor's mother as she nodded to the slave girls..who each carried a small jar of scented oil.

"No!!..Oh no!!.. Not that!!..Don't...Uuhhh!!!..Uuuhh!!!..Uuuhhh!!!..Uuuhhh!!!" cried Leah as the slave girls poured and rubbed more oil on to her naked breasts and crotch. As Jafoor and his mother walked away to prepare for the ceremony..they heard Britannia moaning and pleading in futility with the slave girls as they rubbed more and more of the scented oils all over the erogenous zones of her paralysed body.They smiled as they heard Leah moan..."Aahhhh...Ahhhhh...Ahhhhhh..Ahhhhh..Ahhhhhh..Ahhhhhhhh..Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Aaahhhh...Aaahhh....Aaaahhh..Ahhh....Ahhhhhh..Ahhh...Ahhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh.." as the slave girls for--d her to orgasm...knocking her unconscious within seconds of a flood of white cum..spewing forth from her hardened clit. "Em...Help....meeeeeeeee...." cooed Britannia..her green eyes slowly closing in the slits of the blue mask which stretched across the upper part of her face..as she felt the hands of the slave girls..on her breasts..her crotch..her abdomen..arms..legs and feet as they rubbed her down thoroughly with the scented oils...lulling her into unconsciousness.

Meanwhile back in the caverns located to the north...Emile Chaval was led deeper and deeper into their underground maze by Jafoor's deputy Abdool and his guards...to what they had planned would be Emile's final resting place..where no one could find him. All Emile could think about was getting out of there and finding his girlfriend Leah..who was Britannia..and rescuing her before it was too late.

To be continued