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| Author: | BC [ Mon May 02, 2011 6:44 am ] |
| Post subject: | Britannia and The Feminite Agenda |
Britannia and The Feminite Agenda Hyde Park, London 9 pm. British businessman and aristocrat Sir David Falkener sat behind the desk in his private study..watching the events unfold before his eyes on closed circuit television. He watched as his stepdaughter Tiffany Reed..help the celebrated, flame haired superwoman called BRITANNIA escape from the basement located deep below the mansion. As he watched these events unfold before his eyes...Falkener reflected on how he had successfully captured the busty British Bombshell when he found her rummaging through his study. He knew that she was searching for evidence that would connect him to fugitive executive Geoff Morely and the feminite project which Morely was developing with the backing of their mutual, secret employer..global criminal conglomerate..Cyclops International. Falkener remembered how easily he had knocked Britannia unconscious using a special aphrodesiac and knockout gas which stunned her long enough for his men to make her orgasm until she passed out. He had been keeping her prisoner in the basement deep below his mansion...and was using a combination of feminite lamps and a feminite laser to finish her off if she tried to escape. Being the good host that he was..Falkener returned to the party that was taking place in the mansion to mingle with his guests for a while. However he later returned to the study...after being informed by his private security detail that a silent alarm had been triggered inside of the basement. Falkener's curiousity was aroused because from all the information he had about Britannia..there was no way that she could escape certain death by feminite exposure. At least...not without help. Falkener watched now as Tiffany untied the clearly weakened and groggy Britannia and help towards an underground sewer pipe so that she could escape. Turning a dial on the monitor on his desk...Falkener fine tuned the volume so that he could hear what Tiffany was whispering to the busty flame-haired heroine before she staggered down the tunnel. "Quickly...You've got to get away before they come back..." said Tiffany to the clearly weakened busty British superwoman. "Uhhhh..I owe you Tiffany...I can't handle this feminite..but what about you..You'll be in danger..." sighed Leah Havenloft...the 19-year old flame-haired heiress who was the woman behind the mask of Britannia. "Don't worry about me...My stepdad never notices what I do...but I've been watching him...and I don't like any of this...I'll help you stop him Britannia..I've always admired you..I can get you the files he has on this feminite project..He's been working on it secretly for months..using funds from the charities he publicly supports to develop this green stuff..." replied Tiffany. Despite her lingering state of weakness and fatigue..Britannia was moved by Tiffany's bravery. "All right...but be careful...When you have Sir David's files on the feminite project that he's working on...contact my friend Leah Havenloft..and arrange a meeting..She will get the files to the authorities..." said Britannia before she made her way down the underground sewer tunnel. Emerging amongst some trees outside of Falkener's mansion..the busty British heroine removed the ancient tiara of Boudicca from atop her head immediately changed back into her alter-ego of Leah Havenloft. "Uhhh..I feel so tired from that feminite..there's nothing I can do to keep it from turning me on..knocking me out...I'd better go home and rest...I can only hope that Tiffany can get her hands on the information she said she could...I have to find out what Sir David is up to and stop him.." resolved Leah as she climbed into her red Aston Martin sportscar..started the engine and drove away. Back inside the mansion...Tiffany emerged back in her stepfather's study via the secret entrance there..and immediately starting rummaging through the drawers in his desk. "It's in here..I know it has to be..." said Tiffany as she sifted through the documents she found inside of Falkener's desk. So engrossed was she in finding the information she promised..the information that would expose the dark secret that her stepfather was hiding that..Tiffany did not realise that she was not alone in the study. She realised that fact much too late as she felt a sharp pain explode in the back of her head. "Uhhhhhhhh" groaned Tiffany..her eyes rolling up in her head as she fell to the floor..unconscious. Jeffrey...the bald, stocky butler stood over her motionless form with a blackjack in his right hand..as Sir David entered the study and admired his handiwork. "Pleasant dreams my dear..You will be quite useful to me after all..." gloated the evil British businessman. 24 hours later Notting Hill, London. 9 am. Leah Havenloft entered a coffee shop on the boulevard in Notting Hill.. where Tiffany has asked to meet so she could give her the files which Tiffany's stepfather..Sir David Falkener had about the secret plans which the organisation he was working for had regarding the use of feminite to defeat superheroines around the world. Leah set her handbag on a chair at a table outside of the shop as she waited for Tiffany who had not yet arrived there. As she was waiting a young male waiter approached and asked her if she wanted anything from the menu. "Just tea please" replied Leah with a smile. "I wonder where Tiffany could be..I do have to get back to the university for an afternoon class..." thought Leah as she checked her watch. When she was not fighting crime as Britannia...Leah was a graduate student at Oxford University where she was studying law and criminology. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she did not see the waiter drop two green cubes into her tea which dissolves instantly on contact with the steaming beverage. "You're tea Miss..." said the waiter as he brought Leah her tea and set it on the table in front of her. "Thank you" replied Leah with a smile as she gave the waiter an overly generous tip and he left...occasionally watching over his shoulder as Leah drank the tea. "Mmmm..this is delicious..the flavor is interesting..." thought Leah who was mainly thinking about where Tiffany could be...and paid little attention to the strange sensations she was feeling. Just then she heard a beep on her cell phone indicating that she received a text. "Runnin late..have files meet me in Lansbury Park near coffee shop..Tiffany.." the text read. Leah checked the number and confirmed that the text did come from Tiffany's cell phone. Finishing her tea...Leah set down the cup..picked up her handbag and walked briskly in the direction of the nearby park. The waiter watched her go and then whipped out his cell phone. "She's coming..Get ready" said the waiter..who took off his apron and proceeded immediately on his break as he ended his call. The sounds of Leah's high heel boots echoed off the asphalt as she walked in the direction of Lansbury Park to meet up with Tiffany. However as she walked...Leah suddenly felt her head begin to spin..and her vision begin to blur. "Ooohhhh...All of a sudden...I..I'm feeling..so dizzy...sleepy...What's happening to me..?" gasped the young heiress as she strayed off course and staggered into a nearby alley. "Ooohhh..my breasts..feeling so warm...my nipples...aroused...feeling turned on..in my crotch too...I..I..I've..been drugged...fallen into..a trap..." moaned Leah as she swayed drunkenly from side to side as the feminite cubes that had been mixed into her tea took effect. As she was quickly overwhelmed by the power of the femminite...a van pulled up alongside her in the alley...the side door opened and Leah was bundled inside by three men wearing ski-masks. "No!!..No!!..No!!..No!!" cried Leah Havenloft..her arms and legs flailing wildly in the air as she was pulled inside of the van..the door was closed and it sped off. Inside the van..Leah continued to struggle wildly against her abductors. "She fights like a wildcat!...Quick use more of the stuff on her!!..Put her to sleep!!" yelled one of the thugs as three other thugs struggled to keep Leah pinned to the floor. Leah could do nothing but watch as a thick green liquid was poured into a thick cotton cloth which was lowered on to her face. To be continued. |
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