Sting of the Scorpion Woman



Detroit, Michigan

10 am. Present day



MICHELLE WALKER was one of the best police detectives in the city of Detroit. The daughter of a veteran cop...killed in the line of duty....Michelle had surpassed the majority of the women in the ranks of Detroit's finest...already achieving the rank of detective at the age of 24. She entered the squad room of the 7th Precinct...her father's old unit...and walked slowly towards her desk...her co-workers turning in her direction as they heard the sound of her low heeled boots echoing across the floor. Many of them wondered why Michelle wanted to be a cop like her father...when she could have easily settled down with a good man and raised a family.



Her raven tresses were worn loose...cascading like a waterfall from the top of her head to her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes saw her fellow officers looking in her direction as she walked towards her desk. Standing at 5' 7" in height...Michelle's athletic body was highlighted against the fabric of her thin white cotton shirt...her black leather jacket...black slacks and black leather boots. Her colleagues knew better than to get on her bad side...since she was also the best markswoman in the precinct with a handgun...and a tenth degree black belt in karate. They were all jealous of her partner...30 year old ARTHUR RAFFERTY...who had joined the Detroit Police Department after a few tours of duty as a Marine in Iraq and Afghanistan.



Recently divorced...Arthur often thought how lucky he was to have Michelle for his partner. They often spent a lot of time together on cases...and he respected her for her quick wit and her fierce determination to uphold the law and fight for justice. He often wondered what Michelle was like when she wasn't on duty...and silently fantasized about them being more than just partners. Beauty...brains...bravery...Michelle Walker had it all. Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind...Arthur set aside the files he was looking at...as Michelle took her seat...at the desk positioned directly opposite to his...in a corner of the squad room.



"Any leads?" asked Arthur" "Zip...The punks we busted aren't in a talkative mood...They don't know who hired them or why...Or at least that's what they're saying" remarked Michelle with a wave of her right hand. Arthur knew his beautiful partner was frustrated...and so was he. Together they had managed to arrest over a dozen bandits in different parts of Detroit in the last two weeks...but more of them kept springing up. "Think they're connected?" asked Arthur rhetorically. Michelle smiled at her handsome partner. Though she silently thought about him...Michelle was happy that he didn't treat her differently because she was a woman. "Definitely...Someone's pulling their strings.. someone with influence" she said. "Well...If you've got no plans for tonight...I think I have an idea how we can crack this case" added Michelle. "Sure partner...I'm game" replied Rafferty.



Midtown district

10 pm



Michelle Walker and Arthur Rafferty...watched from behind the cover of some wooden crates in an old warehouse in this district. One of Michelle's informants...someone considered a reliable source of information...came through with a tip that some of the leaders of organized crime in the city...would be meeting here to make a very big deal. "You sure about this Michelle?" asked Arthur.. as he checked his watch. They were the only ones there. "Yes...The tip's solid...We haven't anything else to go on" replied Michelle. The detectives then heard the sound of approaching vehicles. "Show time" said Michelle with a smile as she saw four limousines with heavily tinted windows drive into the old warehouse.



Michelle and Arthur looked on as several figures emerged from the limousines...which parked in a circle in the middle of the old warehouse. They observed that some of them all bore distinctive tattoos on their necks and the visible parts of their arms. "Russian Mafia!" gasped Arthur in surprise. "That's right partner!...This bust is going to be big" replied Michelle as they watched the Russian mobsters approach one another in the middle of the circle. They watched as the criminals formed up on either side. "Who the hell is that?!" gasped Michelle in surprise to see a very large...brawny woman with short blonde hair and an eye patch over her left eye leading the Russians.



She stood on the left of a man who was holding a silver briefcase in his right hand...while another man stood on his right...as they stood in front of the other delegation of criminals. "Looks like my informant was right...This is huge...and I'm not just talking about Mother Russia's cup size" whispered Michelle to Arthur as they looked at the meeting of criminals going down right before their eyes. "I hear you partner...We hit the jackpot here...This is bigger than we thought...I'm going to call for back-up" replied Arthur as he took out his walkie-talkie."What's wrong?" asked Michelle as all she heard from the radio was static.



"I don't know...the radios don't work...something's jamming them...some kind of interference" replied Arthur as he tried several frequencies on his radio without success. As her partner tried to find a frequency on their police radios to call for help...Michelle realized that a couple of the mobsters from the other side were missing from the ranks of those now assembled in the middle of the old warehouse. Then...out of the corner of her left eye...the beauteous policewoman realized where the missing criminals had gone.



"Arthur!!...Look out!!" cried Michelle as she turned around...her right hand...reaching for her pistol that was holstered on the left side of her shapely waist...as she saw one of the mobsters sneaking up on them. However she was too slow to act...and took a jolt of electricity right between her toned breasts. "Unnnnnnh!!!" groaned Michelle...her blue eyes rolling up in her head as she collapsed to the ground. "Michelle!!" yelled Rafferty as he dropped his walkie-talkie and went for his gun.


However when he pulled it out...Arthur found himself looking at a Russian woman with long dark hair. Mesmerized by her stunning beauty... Rafferty hesitated and paid the price. "Uhh!!"
he groaned as a bolt of electricity zapped him in the head and he collapsed to the ground next to his fallen partner...unconscious. Stunned by the electric shock to her chest...Michelle was paralysed...hovering between wake and sleep...as other figures stood watching over them.



"They are police...They were watching us...Take the man...He might have some information" said one of the mobsters. Her head...pillowed by her shoulder length black hair...rolling from side to side...her blue eyes fluttering...Michelle tried to stay awake...trying to make sense of what was going on. However all she could see was blurry images...as she felt her temples throb...and her head spin faster...and faster. "What about the woman?" asked a criminal. "The leader has special plans for her" another criminal said. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Michelle...unable to hold on any longer...the laughter of the criminals filling her ears...as her blue eyes slowly closed...sending her into unconsciousness....while Arthur was dragged away...and the criminals concluded their business.




Midnight

"Uuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Michelle as she woke up to find herself lying flat on her back atop an iron table...bound to it by her wrists and ankles....her arms and legs spread wide apart. She saw a thug watching over her...with a smile on his stubble covered face. "You're awake...Good!...The boss wanted you to be awake for this lady cop!!" snarled the thug as he flicked a switch on the wall of the room they were in."What are you....Oh my God!" cried Michelle as she saw a laser beam coming from the bottom up...burning through the table...between her open legs. The beauteous policewoman writhed helplessly atop the table...trying to break her restraints to no avail....as the laser bean got closer and closer to her.



" If you'll excuse me...I'll leave the laser to cut you up...I don't want to see what happens or hear your screams...I'll be back when you're dead" laughed the henchman...as he made his departure. "No!!...No!!...Help!!...Help!!" cried Michelle as she struggled desperately to get loose...but the iron restraints on her wrists and ankles would not yield...no matter how much she struggled and strained. Just when it seemed all hope was lost for the beauteous policewoman...she saw something out of the corner of her right eye. A small black scorpion was making its way across her right arm.



Though part of her was afraid that the venomous creature would have stung her with its deadly poison...Michelle had another feeling which she could not explain. She strangely felt relieved that the scorpion was there...and she watched as it crawled all the way to her right hand...and settled on to her right index finger...transforming into a silver ring...with a scorpion insignia in the middle. "This feels...so natural...I know what I have to do...I have to...concentrate..." thought Michelle as her blue eyes focused on the ring...and she felt incredible energy surge through her body...as she was quickly engulfed in a black aura as the laser got closer. "My God!...What's happening?!" cried Michelle in amazement.



In the middle of the thick black aura...the policewoman felt herself changing. She felt her body becoming stronger and sexier...her breasts growing in size....as covered his body her enhanced body. When the thug returned...he was shocked to see that Michelle Walker was nowhere in sight...and the laser had cut the iron table. "Where is she?!...Where's the bitch at?!" snarled the thug as he pulled out his pistol. "Are you looking for someone?" a female voice asked.



The henchman's draw dropped open and his eyes widened in surprise...as he saw a voluptuous and muscular woman...with smooth white skin...clad in a strapless black sticky which seemed to be painted on to her amazing body. She wore black gloves up to her elbows on her slender muscular arms... black boots which reached all the way up to her knees. A silver scorpion insignia was nestled in the space between her awesome cleavage. Her identity was concealed behind a black mask...which covered the upper part of her face...except for the lower part of her nose and her full red lips...her blue eyes glared at him through the slits of her mask...while a thick mane of glossy black hair...tied into a thick braid.. flowed from the back of her head...looking like the tail of a scorpion.



"Who the hell are you?!...Where's the cop bitch?!!" snarled the henchman...as he kept staring at the buxom brunette...standing before him. "The name's SCORPION WOMAN...You needn't worry about the detective...I rescued her...and now I'm going to rescue her partner...Tell me where he is!!" declared the masked woman. "Go to hell bitch!!" snarled the henchman as he lunged towards her...armed with a knife. He made wild swings with his knife but Scorpion Woman was fast...twisting her curvaceous and muscular body out of the way several times to avoid his attacks.



She countered swiftly...with a flurry of karate chops and kicks to the henchman's upper torso...disarming him...and sending him reeling from the blows. Dazed from the repeated blows to his head...chest and gut...his eyes never shifting from the woman's impressive bust or the narrow sliver of the black sticky between her large thighs...the henchman left himself completely open...allowing Scorpion Woman to floor him with a right foot to the jaw. As he lay flat on his back...she stood over him...planting the ball of her left foot firmly on the middle of his chest...to pin him to the ground. "Let's try this again...Where is the other detective?...Are you going to talk...or do you want to play some more?" asked Scorpion Woman rhetorically. "Ok...Ok...I'll...talk" gasped the henchman.



Minutes later...her large bust bobbing sexily under her skin tight strapless black sticky...her long braid of shiny black hair swaying from side to side as she walked... the Sexy Superwoman...sauntered out of the warehouse...to find Arthur's squad car had been torched and there was no sign of the handsome detective...who was her partner as Detective Michelle Walker. "That creep gave me the location where Arthur is...but I've got no transport to get there" fumed Scorpion Woman as she stood with her black gloved hands on her thick curvy hips. Suddenly...a bolt of energy shot out from the silver ring on her right middle finger. "Oh yes!" cried Michelle with delight as a black motorcycle...bearing a silver scorpion insignia on either side...materialised in front of her.



1 am



A pair of Russian gangsters guarding the door to an old shelter they were using as a hideout...were amazed as they saw a curvaceous woman...wearing a black mask...gloves...sticky and boots...strolling sexily towards them. "Lower your weapon...This must be the whore the boss ordered for the men" remarked one guard. They relaxed their grips on their Uzi submachine guns as they walked towards the masked woman. "You the bitch the boss ordered?" asked the second guard. Scorpion Woman flashed a broad smile at the two Russians.



"That won't matter to you...In ten seconds the two of you will be moaning on the ground" she quipped. "Tough bitch eh?" asked one guard. "You like to play rough...We play rough too" sneered the second guard as they dropped their guns to the ground and approached the Masked Maiden. The first guard was surprised when Scorpion Woman dealt him a hard right hand karate chop to the throat...then used her Scorpion Strength...the equivalent of ten men...to effortlessly throw him over her left shoulder. The second guard came charging forward...and received the ball of her left foot in his groin. "Told you...ten seconds" quipped Michelle as she strolled past the two Russians who were moaning in pain on the ground.



Bursting inside of the old shelter...Michelle's blue eyes widened in slits of her black face mask...as she found herself face to face with a dozen male Russian gangsters...all of whom looked in her direction as she made her entrance. They watched as she assumed her heroic pose for the first time in front of them. Placing her hands on either side of her thick curvy waist...spreading her long muscular legs slightly apart...her feet flat on the floor...her huge firm bust pushed towards them with confidence. "Where's Detective Arthur Raffety?!!..I want to know and I want to know now!!' declared Scorpion Woman. "We not telling you nothing bitch!!...That information will not come easy...Get her!!" yelled one Russian...and the fight was on.



Breaking out of her pose...Scorpion Woman leapt into action...nailing the first Russian with the ball of her right foot in his groin. Somersaulting over his falling form...she karate chopped two more in their necks with split second timing. Leaping again...she planted the ball of her left foot into the chest of another Russian...and while still in the air...fired bolts from her ring...which hit another Russian in the face...and another in the chest...dropping them to the floor...along with the man she was kicking. Filled with fury...Scorpion Woman moved like a female hurricane through her Russian opponents...felling them with a combination of her enhanced martial arts fighting skills and blasts from her special ring.


Soon all 12 men were on the floor...either unconscious or semi-conscious from the punishment that the Masked Maiden had meted out to them. "Let's try this again...gentlemen...Where's Detective Rafferty?!" asked Scorpion Woman again at the Russian men who were lying at her feet...thinking this was all of her opponents. However one of the Russian gangsters she had seen earlier at the meeting in the warehouse...came up swiftly behind her...slipped his hands under her raised slender muscular arms...and grabbed each of her huge firm breasts. "AAAAAAAARGH...AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH" cried Michelle...baring her pearl white teeth...struggling furiously within his grasp as he gave her massive mounds a mighty squeeze.



"Got you now bitch!!" snarled the Russian...as he gave the curvaceous crimefighter's ample mounds more pressure...squeezing them with greater effort. "AAAAAAAAARGH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH"
protested Scorpion Woman as she tried to pry his big hands off her great breasts. "Ooooooh...All of a sudden...I...I'm beginning...to feel strange...My...My Scorpion Nipples...getting...hard...feeling...weak...getting...sleepy...Ooooooh...feeling moist...in...my...my...Scorpion Clit...What's...happening...to me..." thought Michelle as her eyelids...which were coated with black mascara...started to become heavier...the more the Russian squeezed her breasts...making them chafe against the interior of her own black sticky...causing her to feel a growing hardness in her nipples.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUNH....UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUNH" moaned Scorpion Woman...her slender muscular arms falling limp on either side of her curvy upper body...as the Russian kept the squeeze on her bust. "Feel the pain bitch" snarled the Russian. "Ohhhh...Actually...the way this creep is squeezing me...is bringing me pleasure...not pain...the way my Scorpion Nipples...are being made...so...h...hh...hhh...aaaaaaa...rd...losing my Scorpion Strength...I could faint...any second" thought Michelle as she felt her vision beginning to blur. "You finished now bitch...We kill you and the male cop!" snarled the Russian...as he slapped a traditional bear hug on her.



His words caused Michelle's blue eyes to snap open in the slits of her black face mask...as she thought about her partner and friend...Arthur Rafferty. Snapping to life...she broke the Russian's bear hug...spun around and sent him crashing against a wall with a fierce right kick...the ball of her right foot connecting with his jaw. As he collapsed to the floor...joining his other defeated comrades...Scorpion Woman...her huge firm bust heaving rapidly up and down beneath her black sticky...marched into an adjoining room...determined to save Arthur.



As the Masked Maiden entered the room...she found another Russian henchman hiding behind a desk...scared of what she would do to him...having seen how she had so easily defeated several of his comrades in the other room. "I don't have time for any more games!!" declared Michelle as she walked up and threw away the wooden desk as if it were as light as a feather. Scorpion Woman then grabbed the collar of the Russian and glared at him. "Where's Detective Rafferty?!...Where have you taken him?!!" demanded Michelle as she violently shook the henchman to make him talk.



"Ok!!...Ok!!...I'll talk....I'll talk !!!" cried the henchman. "That's more like it!!...Tell me where Detective Rafferty is!! replied Scorpion Woman with a smirk on her beautiful face...as she kept both hands on the collar of the Russian's shirt. Fearing the wrath of the Sultry Stinger...the Russian began to tell her what he knew. "The cop's in the hands of a gang that runs this city..." said the henchman. "What're you talking about?!...There's no criminal gang that strong in Detroit!" replied Scorpion Woman. "It's true...We came here to do business with them...They set the time and place...There's a place we're supposed to meet them...the cop could be there..." said the henchman.



Focusing on the Russian in her grasp...her huge firm creamy bust rising and falling rapidly under her black sticky...the Top Heavy Heroine...lowered her guard...as she questioned him. Michelle was unaware of movement behind her...until it was too late. "Hey!!" cried Scorpion Woman in alarm...her blue eyes widening in the slits of her black face mask as a thick white cotton pad suddenly appeared in front of her face. Before she could do anything...the pad was clamped firmly over her nose and her full red lips. "MMMMM" cried Michelle into the pad...her blue eyes widening even more...as she detected a familiar scent mixed in with the pad's cotton fibres.


"Oh no!!...It's...It's...CHLOROFORM...Someone's trying to drug me...Knock me out" realised Scorpion Woman....as she released her hold on the henchman...and reached backwards with her slender muscular arms...her black gloved hands...grabbing hold of the wrists of the brawny blonde Russian female mercenary named Romanoff...who was trying to subdue her with the potent sleep drug. "You go to sleep now little bug!" sneered Romanoff as Scorpion Woman struggled within her grasp. However to her amazement...the powerful anesthetic was not having the effect she thought it would have on her victim.




"The chloroform is not having any effect on me when I breathe it...My Scorpion Strength must have some kind of immunity which protects me from its effects" realised Michelle as she did not feel herself becoming tired....as her huge creamy bust heaved up and down within the confines of her black sticky. The brawny female Russian was startled when the Buxom Bugwoman flexed her slender muscular arms and broke free of her grip. Whirling round...Scorpion Woman engaged Romanoff in close quarter combat...unleashing a salvo of karate chops to the brawny Russian woman's head and chest.


"Nice try lady!...But there's nothing you can do to stop me!" quipped Michelle as she put Romanoff on the defensive. However her opponent was nothing like the Russian henchmen she had made light work of when she arrived at the old shelter...determined to rescue her partner and friend...Detective Arthur Rafferty. What Michelle didn't know was that Romanoff had observed her while she was fighting the other Russian henchmen and realised that the key to stopping the Buxom Bugwoman...was literally staring her in the face. Shaking off the effects of Scorpion Woman's last blow to her iron jaw...Romanoff evaded the reaching right hand of the Busty Bug...and made her counter.


Scorpion Woman was taken completely by surprise...as the brawny Russian female mercenary...drove her clenched right fist hard into the middle of her huge ample bust...where her silver scorpion insignia was proudly emblazoned...with the sheer force of a battering ram. "UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY SCORPION BREASTS...UUUUUUUUUUUNH"

declared Michelle...throwing her head back...raising her slender muscular arms in the air... confirming to Romanoff that this was her weakness. Stunned by the sheer force of the blow...she was helpless to prevent Romanoff from grabbing the middle of her black sticky...and giving it a firm yank...causing her huge creamy breasts to become exposed.


Her head reeling with dizziness from the crippling punch which the brawny Russian female mercenary had delivered to her exposed ample creamy bust...that were capped at their respective summits by well defined pink nipples and thick pink areolas. Scorpion Woman was utterly defenseless as Romanoff grabbed hold of each of her large mounds and squeezed them together with terrific force. "UUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH"complained Michelle...flailing her slender muscular arms in a futile effort to free herself.



Encouraged by seeing the Buxom Bug Woman beginning to weaken...Romanoff pressed on...slapping a bear hug on her opponent. However this one was different than the one which Scorpion Woman managed to free herself from at the last minute. The brutish Romanoff...her body hard and muscular...used the bear hug to pin the Sexy Stinger...such that they were facing each other. Before Michelle had any chance to recover... she felt her voluptuous upper body being rubbed vigorously against the rough leather clothing which Romanoff was wearing.
The Russian's strategy soon became apparent to her.



"NO...UUUUUUUUNH...STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY SCORPION NIPPLES...
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THEY'RE GETTING SO HARD...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...CAN'T GET FREE...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THE HARDER THEY GET...THE WEAKER...THE SLEEPIER...I GET...UUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUNH"

groaned Michelle...as she stared at Romanoff...with increasingly sleepy blue eyes...as her black mascara covered eyelids...becoming heavier and heavier....as her naked ample creamy bust rubbed up and down the coarse leather clothing of Romanoff...making her full pink nipples becoming larger and more excited.


However this emboldened the brawny Russian female mercenary....who tightened the bear hug she had locked the Scorpion Woman in...moving her rapidly up and down...ensuring that her exposed huge firm creamy bust...rubbed intimately and vigorously against the coarse fabric of ther leather clothing which garbed her muscular upper torso. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...So weak now...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...can't get free...Scorpion Nipples...so...haaaaard....so...dizzy...so...sleepy...
too...tired...to fight...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...got to...give up...Uuuuuuuunh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh" moaned Michelle as her slender muscular arms went limp and her head arched backwards...as her well defined pink nipples and their surrounding wide pink areolas...became large...hard...and erect.



Seeing the Buxom Bug Woman was no longer trying to escape....and she felt her voluptuous victim's body beginning to go limp in her powerful grip....Romanoff added insult to injury...gliding her tongue all over the large...hard...erect pink nipples and wide pink areolas of the helpless heroine. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuh...My Scorpion Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...so hard...so sensitive...
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You're...You're turning me...on...becoming...sleepier....and...sleepier..." confessed Michelle...who offered no defense to the pure erotic pleasure that the Russian was now giving her. Romanoff then proceeded to alternate between biting and licking Michelle's super erogenous summits.



"Oooooooooh....Ahhhhhhhh....Uuuuuuuuuuunh...Aahhhhhh....Aaaaaahn...Aaaaaaahn...Uuuh...Uuuh
...Uuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuh" moaned Scorpion Woman over and over again...being rendered increasingly impotent by the alternating pain and pleasure...she was getting in her enlarged pink nipples and wide pink areolas from the renegade Russian female mercenary.. Romanoff kept it up until...Michelle's fabulous tits and areolas...were shiny...large...hard...erect and visibly excited...from the unbeatable combination of pain and pleasure....and the Buxom Bug Woman...was hanging limp in her devastating bear hug.



In a single motion... Romanoff released her powerful hold on Scorpion Woman...causing the Busty Bug...to stagger backwards on the balls of her feet...her head reeling with dizziness...as her well defined pink nipples were visibly hardened and erect...within the middle of the wide pink areolas that surrounded them. "Can't believe this...My Scorpion Nipples...Hard like rocks...turning me on
...Thinking...about Arthur...I...I can't get him...out of my head...want his hands...on my Scorpion Breasts...want his fingers...on my Scorpion Nipples...Oooooh...can't think...about anything...except...sex...so dizzy...so sleepy...totally helpless..." confessed Michelle...her blue eyes glazed in the slits of her black sticky face mask.


As she staggered backwards on the balls of her feet...her blue eyes fluttering in the slits of the black sticky mask which covered the upper part of her gorgeous face...all Scorpion Woman could through her increasingly hazy vision...were the handsome face of her partner...Arthur Rafferty. All the times they were together...on the job and off the job...the way she silently looked at him...when she was his partner...Detective Michelle Walker...how she silently pleasured herself when she was alone at home...playing with her breasts...her nipples...her cunt...wishing it was him doing it.

Her disorientation pleased the cruel Russian female mercenary Romanoff...who approached the Buxom Bug Woman with confidence...knowing she was totally defenceless...as she watched her big pink nipples...now large as grapefruits...in the middle of her wide pink areolas...which capped the summits of her huge creamy breasts...displayed in all their naked splendor. "HAHH!!!" yelled Romanoff as she raised her muscular arms above her head...and brought her fists swinging down on either side of the helpless heroine's naked creamy bust. "UUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Michelle in pain...as she felt Romanoff's strong fists smash her on either side of breasts...causing white streams of milk to shoot out of her hard and erect big pink nipples.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned Scorpion Woman...as she collapsed to the floor...landing on her back...flinging her slender muscular arms past her head... her long muscular legs gliding back and forth below her wide curvy waist...her huge creamy naked mounds...rising and falling slowly...with each strained breath that she took...streams of white milk continuing to ooze out of her hard...erect and excited...large pink nipples. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh

...Uuuuuuuuuuuh" was all Michelle could say...trapped in her own stupor of sex...tottering on the border of consciousness. Romanoff then picked up the thick cotton pad from the floor and handed it to the Russian henchman who Michelle was so effortlessly tossing around minutes earlier.
"Finish her!" ordered Romanoff. The henchman smiled as he took the pad...knelt down beside the beaten Busty Bug...slowly lowering over the lower part of her exposed nose...and her full red lips.

Through her hazy vision...all Michelle could do was watch...and smell the powerful odors of chloroform embedded in the fibers of the thick cotton wad. "No...No...NNNNN...NNNNN" blurted Scorpion Woman as the henchman clamped the pad firmly over her nose and mouth. Unlike the first time...the potent anesthetic came crashing down on her senses like a ton of bricks. "Uuuuuuh
Chloroform...it's so strong...my hard Scorpion Nipples...eliminate my immunity...to drugs..." realized the Sultry Stinger.



"Not so tough now eh bitch?!" sneered the henchman...keeping the pad clamped firmly over Michelle's nose and mouth with his left hand...while toying with her large...hard...erect...excited pink nipples...as she freely lactated...with the coarse fingers of his right hand. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh
You're right you Russian creep...Uuuuuuuuuuh...You're making me...so tired...can't handle...my Scorpion Nipples...being touched like this...Pain...Uuuuuuuh...Pleasure...too much...Chloroform
...taking effect...head spinning...can't....can't...stay....awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake.."
thought Michelle.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Scorpion Woman...her head rolling against her right shoulder..as the henchman removed the cotton pad from over her nose and mouth...long enough to get some fresh air into her lungs...but not long enough...to save her from surrendering to unconsciousness.

Michelle's blue eyes slowly closed in the slits of her black sticky face mask...her muscular left leg pulled close to her wide curvy waist...her left foot flat on the floor...her muscular right leg at full stretch...as she assumed a pose of helplessness and defeat. Romanoff knelt down and pinched Scorpion Woman's hard and erect...large pink nipples...squirting some breast milk into the air.



Some of the henchmen she had beaten earlier entered the room to see her topless and tamed. "The American woman is out...She will cause no further trouble...as long as you keep her big nipples hard...Take her to the other location..." ordered Romanoff. One henchman grabbed Scorpion Woman under her shaven armpits...causing her head to sag between her naked huge creamy breasts...while another henchman grabbed her by the ankles.

Other henchmen took turns pinching Michelle's enlarged pink nipples...keeping her unconscious...as she was placed in the back of a black SUV with heavily tinted windows. As the vehicle drove away...Romanoff made a phone call. "We have another guest coming...Make special preparations for this one..." instructed the Russian female mercenary.


To be continued.