The Kongo Woman

Belgian Congo, 1959.

Mara Mayombe was a 40 year old secretary who worked at police headquarters in the capital city of Stanleyville. A plain conservatively attired Negro woman who wore her thick black hair loose about her shoulders...Mara attracted the attention of none of her male or female co-workers or superiors. Little did any of them know...this was exactly the way that she wanted it.

It was another regular day at police headquarters and Mara was on her way to the records room to file some documents when she overheard a conversation which the Police Chief was having inside of his office. "What?! Another vessel attacked?!..Where?!..When?!..How?!"she heard the Police Chief..who was of Belgian descent...ranting and raving with his top officers.

They had no idea that Mara overheard them...or that this was a situation which she had been paying attention to for other reasons. "This fits pattern that has happened over past weeks...Someone..want no trade...no one to do business in Congo...Chief's men doing all they can..still trade ships attacked...This bigger than them to handle..." resolved the 40 year old secretary who made her way to the records room to complete her task and then prepare for another.

Making her way back to her small corner office...Mara locked the door...and pulled the blinds on her window. Walking over to her filing cabinet...Mara pressed a hidden lever on the side...causing it to swing open...revealing a secret compartment. Inside of this compartment...lay some items which she needed for the task ahead of her. She wasted no time in kicking off her shoes..removing her dress and undergarments...to expose a shapely, muscular ebony body that was concealed from view by them.

Reaching inside...Mara slipped a pair of lion pelt panties up her muscular thighs and calves..such that they barely hugged the space between her thighs. She then slipped ivory bangles..just above her ankles..and ivory bracelets on to her wrists. She used a jar of special gel to cause her thick black hair to clump into a thick afro atop her head..before fitting large ivory earrings on each of her ears.

Mara deftly pasted patches of lion pelt over her thick nipples and areolas which were black as coal...and felt tremendous power surge through her shapely body once the patches were in place. The final touch was a thin mask made of lion pelt being fitted across the top of her face...to conceal Mara Mayombe identity..within that of the mighty but mysterious African heroine known as....KONGO WOMAN!!

The African Avengeress' huge ebony breasts bobbed and swayed freely..her well rounded buttocks jiggling as she strolled through a hidden passageway in the wall which allowed her to go and come freely to fight the forces of crime as she pleased.

As dusk fell over the African nation...Kongo Woman headed for her rendezvous with danger...aboard her special glider plane.. which bore no markings. The toes of her erotic bare feet..which their ivory luster nails..working the flight pedals whilst she held the flight stick firm in her right hand...between her muscular thighs..as she piloted the plane on the prevailing air currents. The onboard radio monitoring all frequencies..until she heard what she wanted to hear.

"A ship in distress!..Pirate attack!..This job for Kongo Woman!" resolved Mara as she turned her plane in the direction of the Tanganyika River from where the signal was coming from. Spotting the ship below her..and seeing fighting taking place on board...the big-breasted crimefighter wasted no time in literally leaping into the fray..while her glider plane flew off until she needed it again.

Landing amidst the band of gun-toting and blade wielding pirates...startling them by her scanty attire...Mara made her intentions known to them. "Ho!!..You evil deeds stop this day criminal fiends!!" declared Kongo Woman as she drove the ball of her right foot into the jaw of a cutlass wielding pirate...knocking him senseless to the deck. Not wanting to be bested by a large boobed woman with no weapons..the other pirates charged towards her.

"You attack trader ships!..I not allow this!" quipped Kongo Woman as she kayoed another pirate with a left fist to the jaw. The muscles of her curvy ebony body were fully accentuated as she swept through the ranks of the pirates..dispatching them with punches, throws and kicks...sending some of them hurtling overboard..and leaving others senseless at her erotic bare feet..as she battled her way to the bridge of the ship.

"This day...You know wrath...You know power...of...Kongo Woman!!" declared the curvaceous Congolese crusader as she effortlessly tossed two pirates overboard as if they were rag dolls. Making her way swiftly through the narrow passageways inside of the ship..without encountering any further resistance....Mara entered the bridge of the ship to find the ship on auto control...and the bridge deserted.

"Criminals defeated...They no match...Now must get vessel to port...Alert authorities to what happen here!" resolved Kongo Woman aloud as she walked towards the ship's radio..which was still active as far as she could tell. Suddenly...her heightened senses..caused her to hear faint footsteps..of someone approaching her from behind. The big breasted African superwoman whirled round to face her new opponent...and got the surprise of her career.

"Thet I cannot permit Kunga Vuman!!" snarled a burly South African man dressed in khakis as he pistol whipped Kongo Woman across her huge ebony mounds with his pistol. "UNHH!!!" groaned Mara in absolute agony...her senses reeling from this most innocuous of blows. Her opponent gave her no opportunity to recover.

"You too overcunfident...You pay for thet mistake..Ja?!" quipped the South African as he lashed her across her huge breasts with his pistol once again. "AAHH!!!" groaned Kongo Woman in pain as she fell to the floor of the bridge on her hands and knees...her head bowed between her aching breasts. "UUNH..White man...take by surprise...UUNH...hit...in Kongo Breasts...UUNH...pain...make tired....no can move....UUNH..." groaned Mara...who could help but be helpless before her enemy.

Totally dazed and disoriented...the once mighty and unstoppable Congolese superwoman...offered no resistance as the South African propped her up into a sitting position on the floor of the bridge..her back resting against a instrument panel.

Her ordeal was far from over as the South African cupped her huge ebony breasts in his hands..and started to brush his thumbs over the thin lion pelt patches which covered her thick black nipples and areolas.

"OOUNH....Kong Nipples....touch by man...OOOUNH...that mah weakness....OOOOUNH...I lose strength...OOOOOOUH...not want...OOOUUH... fight...for...justice...OOOOOH...lose free will...OOOOOH...must be captured...Ooooouh...Oooooouh..."moaned Kongo Woman...her brown eyes heavy with fatigue in the slits of her mask. "Thet right Kunga....It true thet pleyin with them titties..make yuh speak truth?" asked the South African as his thumbs brushed Mara's nipples and areolas into hardness.

"Yah..." replied Kongo Woman meekly. Fondling her big breasts with his left hand...the South African brought out the ship's medical kit and opened it. "You got yourself a liking fer chloroform Kunga?" he asked. "Yah...but it no work..on mah nose an mouth..." sighed Mara as the South African made her nipples and areolas hard and erect under her patches. "Tell me where it work Kunga..." he sneered...having a good idea what the answer was going to be.

"On mah Kongo Nipples...Stay sleep long time..once it there..." confessed Mara..giving her enemy the best way to ensure her total defeat. The curvaceous Congolese superwoman could do nothing except watch her clever foe...generously pour the sickly sweet anaesthetic from a dark brown bottle into a thick cotton pad..and then dab the pad repeatedly over the lion pelt patches that offered little protection to her hard and erect black nipples and areolas underneath.

"Ooouuuh....Chloroform on Kongo Nipples...Man too smart...I lose strength...get tired...think sex...go to sleep...defeated..."moaned Mara as she collapsed flat on her back as the South African dabbed the chloroform-soaked pad all over the summits of her huge ebony breasts. "Ja Kunga...All thet supa strength...power..an you powerless against touch of strong men...Dis here chloroform keep you titties hard...you stay unconscious..." sneered the South African as he watched Mara's brown eyes close in the slits of her mask..blacking out..as her lion pelt patches..saturated with the sleep drug..slid off her breasts..exposing her rock hard black nipples and areolas..which reeked of the anaesthetic's aroma.

Minutes later...the South African and his pirate crew sailed away on their boat and watched the trade ship go up in a huge explosion. As it sank beneath the water...no one could say for certain..what was the fate of the Kongo Woman.

End.