Yellow Cat in Dating Game 6

Holding her cat-o-nine whip in her right hand...Lara raised her left hand...pressing its palm to her forehead....her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask....her big brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down...suddenly finding it increasingly difficult to breathe...and she watched with surprise and alarm at what was transpiring with her awesome bust...as she stood inches away from her quarry...poised to strike...and bring this battle to an end...but something was stopping her. The Busty Jamaican Amazon could not believe what those things were. "Ohhh...My Super Nipples...They are getting hard...under my bra...Uuuunh...I starting...to get sleepy...getting...stupid..." sighed Lara...as a dopey smile began to spread across her gorgeous face.



"Really??...Why are your 'Super Nipples'....being aroused Yellow Cat?...Are you thinking about...something...or rather...someone?" asked Bruce Steele...still standing with his back to the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as he threw out some probing questions for her. His words found fertile ground in the now susceptible brain of Yellow Cat...as she started to think about Stanley Wong... the man she loved. "Ehhh...Bruce Steele...You are trying...to trick me...Uuuh...Have to stop you...Not think...about what you...want me to think...What is making...my Super Nipples...get hard...???" moaned Yellow Cat as she stood before Bruce Steele...who still stood with his back to her...poised to strike...but for reason...she was finding it difficult to act against the head of the exclusive dating agency.



Bruce was encouraged as he realised his plan was working...and pressed home his advantage. "Clearly you're thinking about a man Yellow Cat...A man you care very much about...A man you would do anything for.." said Bruce Steele...continuing to stand with his back to the Busty Jamaican Amazon...concealing the remote in the palm of his right hand...and tapping the button at its centre again. Watching her boss via hidden security camera...Joann tapped the buttons on the keyboard in front of her...as she sat in another room...and watched as the outline of the beauteous Jamaican Superwoman's big nipples became increasingly distinct...against the fabric of her thin yellow bra...as seconds...turned into minutes.



Lara could not understand how her enhanced big dark brown nipples...were swiftly becoming hard and erect underneath her thin yellow bra...which barely covered the big brown mounds of her awesome chest...nor did she understand...how Bruce's words were causing images of Stanley to appear in her mind....image of her together with him...as Lara Goodnite...and as Yellow Cat. "You not distracting me...Bruce Steele...Uuh...Something making...My Super Nipples hard...but...I am...not thinking...about...a man..." countered the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she tried to stay focused on her enemy...and clear her head...as she felt her Super Nipples becoming harder and more erect under her flimsy yellow bra.



However...as she felt her big dark brown nipples hardening rapidly under her thin yellow bra...becoming increasingly distinct against its thin fabric...Lara could not help but think about Stanley Wong...the first time she met him...stark naked at the front door of her townhouse...being naked except for her yellow cowl mask...immersed in a bathtub...her Super Nipples hard as rocks under the water...being brought to orgasm just by being around Stanley...the warmth of his lean muscular body pressed against her voluptuous and muscular brown body...the taste of his lips against her own...the satisfaction of making love to him. Bruce heard the wavering in her voice and exploited it.



"Really?...Even a strong woman like you wants to be weak...your fire to be doused.... turned from a mighty lioness...into a powerless pussycat...All at the hands of a special man...It's those hands...you're thinking about Yellow Cat...as they roam freely all over your big breasts...making your 'Super Nipples'...become more aroused...with each passing second" said Bruce standing with his back to the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. Lara's head swayed from side to side...as she fought to keep her brown eyes open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask... increasingly ragged breaths escaping from her parted glossy lips...through the spaces between her pearl white teeth...as he huge brown breasts...strained up and down under her thin yellow bra.



In another room, Steele's female technician Joann tapped another sequence of buttons. This opened thevents in the ceiling of the room which Yellow Cat and Bruce Steele were enclosed within. Joann smiled as she watched the outlines of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's dark brown nipples...becoming more and more distinct against the fabric of her thin yellow bra...with each passing second. "Bruce...Steele...Stop talking...like that...It making...my Super Nipples...get hard...I...getting...real...stupid..." moaned Yellow Cat...her glossy lips stretched into a dopey smile...standing inches away from Steele...who stood with his back to her.



Lara felt her eyelids beginning to close within the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as images of Stanley Wong...played more frequently in her increasingly confused brain. She saw him sitting beside her...while she was naked...except for her yellow cowl mask...soaking in a bathtub filled with specially treated water..to heal injuries she suffered in a bruising battle with minions of the Black Syrian. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...remembered how just a look from Stanley's deep brown eyes...was enough to stiffen her Super Nipples and make her cum...sending her off to la la land.



"No...Not falling...for your tricks...Not...thinking...about...any...man...Uuuuh...not true...Uuuuuh...Super Nipples...are getting...so...hard...getting...stupid...Have...to...stop you...Have...to...see someone...tonight..." blurted Lara...as she struggled to resist the powerful erotic urges...that were now building up inside of her...for reasons which she could not understand. Her left hand pressed against her forehead...her right hand loosely holding her cat-o-nine whip...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...was fighting desperately to keep her brown eyes open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as her big brown breasts heaved rapidly up and down...her large dark brown nipples...becoming hard as rocks underneath her flimsy yellow bra...as she couldn't stop thinking about Stanley.



"You're wrong on both counts Yellow Cat...You won't stop me...nor will you see the man you secretly desire...not tonight...or any night...after I capture you...I am going to have him killed" quipped Bruce. His words caused Lara to remember how worried she was when Stanley was wounded in a battle on board a freighter owned by the Black Syrian...when she was fighting the mysterious hooded villain. She saw images of that event. Her mind also flashed back to her as Yellow Cat...unmasked...watching Stanley as he slept in his bed...after they had made love...how she promised to protect him and to tell him one day...that she loved him....and that she would reveal to him that she was Lara Goodnite.



The obvious threat by Bruce to Stanley's life...caused a sudden anger to well up within her. Enraged that Bruce Steele would dare to threaten the life of the man she loved...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...reacted on her primal instinct. "No!!!...I will not let you hurt him!!!...I will stop you Bruce Steele!!!" cried Yellow Cat as she raised her cat-o-nine whip above her head and lunged at Bruce...enraged by his suggestion that he planned to murder Stanley Wong...the man she loved. Her big dark brown nipples...hardening rapidly underneath her thin yellow bra...her brain filled with images of Stanley....pure unfettered fury coursing through her voluptuous and muscular brown body...Lara was totally unfocused...her vigilance lowered...and Bruce used this to his advantage.



Sidestepping Yellow Cat as she lunged at him...Bruce Steele surprised the Busty Jamaican Amazon by easily snatching her cat-o-nine whip out of her right hand...with his left hand...in a swift motion...and turning to show her his back as she went past him. "Eh?!...My whip!...How did you...take it from me?" cried Lara...surprised at having been disarmed for the first time in her career as a super heroine by an opponent. "Because I'm a man...A real man You're no match for real man Yellow Cat...Not like whoever you were going to see tonight...You can't beat me without it." quipped Bruce...as he stepped away from her...keeping his back turned to her.



"I can beat any man Bruce Steele!...With or without my whip!" declared Lara...anger and arrogance evident in her voice as she attacked again. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica lunged repeatedly at the head of the Steele Agency as they moved across the smooth tiled floor inside of the glass walled room which they were in. This was lost upon Yellow Cat as she thrust her long muscular legs repeatedly at Bruce Steele...who easily evaded the strikes of her erotic bare feet...the golden and razor sharp toenails of her sexy toes... passing within inches of his head several times...as did her clenched fists. However he evaded all of her attacks... while continuing to keep his back to her.



On her monitor in the adjacent room...his technician Joann...kept a close watch on the vitals of the Busty Jamaican Superwoman...observing her voluptuous and muscular brown body...gleaming with sweat from her exertions. She took special pleasure in observing that the heroine's nipples were rapidly becoming hard and erect...pressing more and more against the thin fabric of her flimsy yellow bra...every time she tried to strike Bruce Steele...who kept on evading and taunting her. "Yes Mr Steele...We have her now" thought Joann as she tapped the buttons on the keyboard in front of her...keeping the vents in the ceiling above them...which Yellow Cat was unaware of...fully open...and influencing the outcome of what was happening.



"Stand still...Bruce Steele!...Stand still...So I can...hit you!" gasped the Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she launched several more thrusts with her long muscular legs at the head of the Steele Agency...but he kept his back to her...moving his head out of the way...watching as her erotic bare feet...went past his head several times. Bruce could tell from the tone of her voice...that the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...was becoming frustrated...and was beginning to tire. "You can't stop me Yellow Cat!...You're no match for a real man!...I'm going to find the man you're thinking about...the man you plan to see tonight...and kill him!" declared Bruce...as he stepped away from the Busty Jamaican Amazon...towards one of the room's glass walls...keeping his back to her



"No!!...I am not going to let you!!...I am going to stop you now!!" declared Yellow Cat...enraged by the thought of Bruce Steele threatening the life of Stanley Wong...the man she loved. Flexing her large thighs...

the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...leapt towards the head of the Steele Agency...her slender muscular arms outstretched...intending to grab him. However with a manoeuver that she was not expecting...Bruce side-stepped...allowing Yellow Cat's momentum to carry her forward....and go leaping past him. "You cannot escape from me Bruce Steele!...I am going to capture you!" quipped Lara with a broad smile on her beautiful face...as she landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet...on the smooth tiled floor...her slender muscular arms raised above her head.



"Really?" countered Bruce Steele...as he made his move. Before the Busty Jamaican Amazon could react...the head of the Steele Agency extended his right arm past her raised slender right arm...grabbed hold of the thin strap linking the cups of the thin yellow bra which barely garbed her big brown bust. "Eh?!!..My bra!!...You have opened it!!...Why?!!" cried Lara in alarm...as her flimsy yellow top parted...exposing the summits of each of her big brown breasts...but not slipping off her mighty brown mounds. "The answer to that question is one you can easily figure out Yellow Cat!" smirked Bruce.



On monitor in the other room...Bruce Steele's computer specialist Joann...smiled at what she saw..as the front of the thin yellow bra of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...hung open...its spaghetti thin straps barely keeping it hanging on her big brown bust....whose summits were revealed in all their naked glory...showing that the large dark brown nipples and the wide dark brown areolas which surrounded...were rapidly becoming hard...erect...and taking the shape of bullets. "We got you now super bitch" sneered Joann as she tapped the buttons on her keyboard..tightening the trap around the Busty Jamaican Amazon...who suddenly began to realise that something was wrong.



"Ohhhh....My Super Nipples...They are so hard...Something...is making them...harden...into bullets...How...How long...has this...been happening....Uuuuuunh...Bruce Steele...You have outsmarted me...lured me...into...a trap...Uuuuuuunh...I...I am...beginning...to feel...sleepy...as something...some kind of...gas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh....makes my Super.

Nipples...get ...harder....and...harder...Uuuuuuuuuuuunh...Have to resist...Must...stop...Bruce Steele...bring him...to...justice...Have...to...see...someone...tonight...Uuuuuuunh...Uuuuuuuunh" groaned Lara as she pressed the palm of her right hand to her forehead...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she began to sway dizzily from side to side...balancing on the balls of her erotic bare feet...on the smooth tiled floor...which felt strangely damp...from the condensation of the special aphrodisiac gas...that had been soaking into her sweat glazed... voluptuous and muscular brown body...without her knowledge for a long time.



"Tell me Yellow Cat...Tell me who he is...Who is the man that you desire...The man that you want to see" said Bruce Steele as he coolly walked in front of the staggering and swaying...Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...so that she was able to see his face for the first time...since they were locked within this sealed glass walled room. Yellow Cat was about to reply...but when her brown eyes looked at him...they fluttered...blinked in disbelief in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as the face of her opponent began to change right before her increasingly sleepy brown eyes."No...Uuuuuuuuuunh...This cannot be...happening...No...Uuuuuuuuunh...You cannot...be here...No...Uuuuuuuuuunh...the...hardness...of my Super Nipples...is playing tricks on me.." groaned Lara...as she saw the face of Stanley Wong...looking at her.



Bruce Steele...who she was really looking at...used words of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica against her. "Yes...I'm here...Your Super Breasts...are so beautiful...Your...Super Nipples...are very hard...I want to touch them...make them harder...You want that....Don't you???" asked Bruce. Her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her naked big brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down...shining with a hazy aura from the aphrodisiac gas which was condensing on her exposed chest...causing her big dark brown nipples and areolas...to become hard...erect and shaped like bullets.



"Uuuuuuuuuuunh...Why...Why are you telling me this...Uuuuuuuuuuuunh...Stop telling me that...Putting thoughts...in my head...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...the way...you...talk...to me...They are...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Stop saying that...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My

Super Nipples...getting...so...so...hh...hhh...hhhh...hhhhh...hhhhhh...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar...d...." blurted Yellow Cat as she stared with increasing drowsiness at the increasingly blurry image of the man she loved...Stanley Wong...as the gas made her big dark brown nipples and areolas harden at an alarming rate. Seeing that the gas was causing the Busty Jamaican Amazon to become aroused...and was bringing her latent sexual fantasies to the fore...Bruce Steele knew his plan to capture Yellow Cat was working...and he exploited his advantage.



"Don't resist Yellow Cat...The time to fight is over...Relax...Submit to your deepest desires..." said Bruce as he stood in front of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...who was beginning to feel...sexier...and sleepier...with each passing second...as her famous...big dark brown...Super Nipples...hardened quickly...as they were no longer shielded...partially...from the full effects of the potent aphrodisiac gas...being pumped into the room. "Feel my hands...all over your Super Breasts...taming you into submission...This is what you want...to be weak...to be helpless...to be sleepy...to be the captive...of a strong man..." said Bruce...playing on what he realised were powerful sexual urges that the Busty Jamaican Amazon kept deeply suppressed within her mind.



He smiled as he saw Yellow Cat's big dark brown nipples continuing to harden rapidly...as the special aphrodisiac gas filtering into the room...kept working on them...as he suspected they would...and her physical exertions against his guards...would have undoubtedly contributed to her defences against the gas being significantly diminished. He saw Lara's brown eyes becoming even more dull and hazy as seconds stretched into minutes...her eyelids increasingly heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips stretching into a broad dopey smile...flashing her pearl white teeth at him...as she was being compelled more and more...to give in to her sexual fantasies about the man she loved...Stanley Wong.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Stop telling me that...Uuuuuuuuuh...You are...making...my Super Nipples...get...so hard...I getting...so...stupid...Not...real....Trying to trick me...Trying to trap me...with some kind...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...kind

of...sex...gas...Uuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara... her slender muscular arms flailing in front of her...her golden claw like finger nails...trying to grab hold of Bruce Steele...her brown eyes blinking in disbelief as his face and that of her secret boyfriend...Stanley Wong...flashed before her increasingly blurry vision. In a single move...Bruce stepped behind the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...and placed his strong hands on her broad shoulders.



"On the contrary my dear Yellow Cat...I'm not trying to trick you...I'm merely showing you the truth which you deny to yourself...The gas does indeed contain a powerful aphrodisiac...but its effectiveness is linked to the willingness of its victim to submit...to his or her...deepest sexual desires...I have researched you extensively...You repress your sexuality in whatever form you assume when you are not Yellow Cat...Your 'Super Nipples' are the conduit of your feline powers...If made hard due to sexual arousal...then you are denied those powers...You know you cannot resist your feelings for this man you love..." sneered Bruce.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You real smart...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I getting...so....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....

stupid...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...fallen into...your trap...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...ruined...my plans...for a night...with my...boyfriend....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...talking to my Super Nipples...You are making them...h...hh..hhh...aaaaaaaaaard...I real weak....I real...sleepy...cannot...escape...do not...want...to..." confessed Lara...as her curvaceous and muscular brown body sagged against the strong frame of Bruce Steele's body. On the computer monitor in a nearby room...the redheaded technician Joann...smiled as she watched the events playing out on the screen before her. "We got you now bitch" sneered Joann...as she regulated the flow of aphrodisiac gas entering the sealed chamber.



"You desire to be tamed Yellow Cat...I command you to lie on the floor...on your back...Do it...Do it now..." commanded Bruce Steele. "Uuuuuuh...Yes...Super Nipples...so...haaaard...when you talk to me...like this...Uuuuuuuh...Will lie down...I must...obey..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she slowly bent her knees...and dropped to the floor of the chamber...rolling on to her back. Lara spread her long muscular legs wide open and looked sleepily at Bruce Steele...awaiting his next command

"Congratulations...Bruce Steele...Uuuuuuuh...You drugged me...in my Super Nipples...Got complacent

...I am trapped now...You exposed me...I...won't...expose you..." blurted the Sleepy Superwoman of Jamaica.



"Now...I command you to play with your Super Nipples...Stroke your Super Cunt into wetness...Think about the man you love...Feel his hands...his fingers...in these places...Do it...Do it now...You crave sex...You yearn for sleep...You want to be unconscious!!" instructed Bruce. Before Lara knew what was happening her left hand reached for her naked big brown bust...while her right hand was lowered between her large thighs...her right index and middle fingers locating her cunt. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh

...My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh...must play with them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...cannot stop myself...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh....I getting...weak...sleepy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" confessed Yellow Cat.



Simultaneously... Lara's right middle and index fingers began to vigorously rub her throbbing brown cunt...making it become harder and wetter with each stroke. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...My Super Cunt

...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...must play with it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Wanted someone else

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...to do this...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Ruined my romantic evening..Uuuunh

...Uuuuuuunh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh..." moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "Do it Yellow Cat...I want you to play with yourself...Faster...Faster...Faster" ordered Bruce. He was soon amazed as he saw Lara's hands moving in a blur...as she was for--d to obey his mental commands.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Super Nipples...I am making them...haaaa...haaaaa....haaaaaaaaard

...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Super Cunt......Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh

...I getting...wet...excited...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...this wrong...but cannot...stop...Uuuuuuuh

Bruce Steele...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Too smart for me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh

...Knows about.. Super Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...and...Super...Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunt

...weak...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...sexy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...sleepy...I defeated...going to...

...have to ...Uuuh...Uuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

moaned Yellow Cat as a powerful orgasm exploded between her large thighs...and streams of milk sprayed into the air...simultaneously from her hard and erect dark brown nipples.



"I'll be taking that..." quipped Bruce as he squatted beside the prostrate Superwoman of Jamaica...and took the flash drive she was trying to escape with...from the cup of her open thin yellow bra. "No....

That evidence...to expose you...." sighed Yellow Cat...who could do nothing except stare sleepily at Bruce...as he tucked the flash drive snugly in his right shirt pocket. "On the contrary Yellow Cat...It's you who are exposed...Is it true that when your Super Nipples are in a hardened state...You are very vulnerable?" asked Bruce Steele. "Yes..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon...with a broad dopey smile on her face. "Then it's time for a cat nap..." sneered Bruce as he took out a small aerosol bottle.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Lara as he sprayed a fine mist directly into her face...and she faded into unconsciousness.



To be continued.



Yellow Cat in Dating Game 4



Richmond Park

Kingston, Jamaica

9 pm



BRUCE STEELE....head of the STEELE AGENCY...an internationally renowned dating and match-making service...which actually served as a front for criminal activity...stood in the middle of a sealed glass chamber...as he savoured victory...over the Busty Jamaican Amazon named YELLOW CAT...who lay helpless...and unconscious on the smooth glass floor at his feet. Hired by Jamaican billionaire industrialist GORDON GOODNITE to come to Jamaica and find a match for his...43 year old daughter LARA GOODNITE ...Bruce had been instructed in a special way about how to see with the Mighty Amazon of Jamaica...should she interfere in his plans.



Lara Goodnite had visited him in this mansion which his Agency was renting...while he and his staff were in the Caribbean island to perform the job they were hired to...but was unresponsive to the special conditioning used to help men and women find dating partners and possible partners for life. As he stood watching the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...lying flat on her back...her big brown breasts exposed in all their naked glory...with hard and erect dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas capping their summits...her thin yellow bra open...barely hanging from her broad shoulders...

a distinct wet spot in the middle of her thin yellow panty...he heard the chamber door open behind him.



"Your plan worked Mr Steele...The aphrodisiac gas stimulated her enlarged nipples in seconds...for--d her to arouse herself... said JOANN...the Agency's computer expert...as she stood next to her boss...watching Yellow Cat's naked big brown breasts...rising and falling slowly...as she lay unconscious on the floor before them...her eyes tightly shut in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy red lips slightly parted...her breathing ragged...as she lay trapped in a stupor of sex and sleep. "That'll keep her out cold for a while...but she has the strength of 20 men....how do we know the treatment will hold? asked Joann.



"It will hold...Yellow Cat has told us the way to capture her...and I have the flash drive containing all our files...which she no doubt intended to us to expose us...but now...it's Yellow Cat who's exposed...We can use her...to get to Lara Goodnite...Don't forget our plan...Remember Lara's worth billions. As his head of security Bruno entered the chamber...Bruce directed him to pick up the sleeping Superwoman of Jamaica. "Yes sir" replied Bruno as he scooped up the unconscious Yellow Cat in his muscular arms...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs dangling like limp noodles...as he followed Bruce ..out of the chamber...down a dimly lit corridor towards a treatment room...at the end of the corridor.



However...preoccupied in dealing with the captured Yellow Cat...Bruce Steele and his two subordinates...were unaware that at that very moment...other intruders were on the grounds of the mansion which the Steele Agency was using as their base of operations while in Jamaica. Having been worn down from their battle with the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...the private security guards...hired to guard the mansion...were easy pickings for a group of thugs...led by Lancelot Holder and crime boss "Reds" Hinckley...who took them down...with knives...garrottes...and silencer tipped Uzi submachine guns. "The boss man's inside...Let's go" ordered Lance...holding his silencer-tipped pistol in his right hand.



Inside the mansion...Bruce Steele...Joann...and Bruno were too focused on their curvaceous captive Yellow Cat...and unaware of what was taking place outside. Steele quickly removed the silver braclet from the Busty Jamaican Amazon's left wrist. "Put this into the screen's hypno-strobe mechanism. Bruno and I will bind our attractive captive tightly..." instructed Bruce to Joann. The redheaded computer expert nodded and did as her boss commanded. "Bruno...Put her in the chair...Secure her" said Bruce to his brawny security chief.



Bruno lowered the unconscious Jamaican superwoman into the chair...planting her well-rounded ass on the seat. Bruce Steele stepped forward. "Let's make you comfortable..." sneered Bruce as he slipped off the Busty Jamaican Amazon's flimsy yellow bra...causing her big brown breasts...to heave slowly up and down...freely...capped at their summits by hard and erect...big dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas. He then proceeded to untie the thin strips straps of the heroine's skimpy yellow panty...sliding it down her long muscular legs...past her erotic bare feet.



Bruce then tied Yellow Cat's wrists to the arms of the chair with strong wires...and used another set of wires to bind her shapely ankles to the front legs of the chair. Taking an electric sensor...he parted the thick forest of curly black pubic hair between the large thighs of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...

easily locating her throbbing brown clitoris...and attaching the sensor to this spot. Similar sensors were attached by Bruce...atop the summits of each of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's big brown breasts...inches away from each of her big dark brown nipples....which were hard and erect like towers from the effects of the aphrodisiac gas and her own fondling...which knocked her unconscious.



"Now manipulate the computer images, so that it looks like our chosen suitor...Paul Collins is choloroforming Yellow Cat over and over again," said Steele to Joann. The compute expert took a phot of the masked face of the unconscious heroine...and placed it in the computer and began to doctor the images on the screen. Once that was done, Bruno and Steele each picked up a bottle of chloroform and a pad. "If she gets fiesty again we put her to sleep," said Steele to Bruno. He then nodded...instructing Joann to turn up the voltage and awaken the sleeping Jamaican superwoman.



"Aaaaaah!!!!...Eeeeee!!!!...Ahhhhhh!!!!...Oooooo!!!!" groaned Lara awakened by electrial jolts sent into her breasts and vagina., "What is happening...??" moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon...who felt very dizzy and disoriented as she was so forcefully awakened. "You know too much Yellow Cat...I can't afford to let you expose my agency's operations...as far as it pertains to Lara Goodnite...You must be tamed..." replied Bruce...as he stood in front of the captured Jamaican superwoman."Uuuuh...Why are you doing this?" asked Lara, who was groggy and playing for time. If she could stall for a few minutes she could break the bonds around her arms and legs.



She didn't realize that her silver bracelet was gone. "You complicate my plans Yellow Cat, but not too seriously....Gordon Goodnite is worth billions. Once Lara Goodnite is married to our confederate.... She and Gordon Goodnite are going to have an accident....then our confederate...our client ... will inherit wealth beyond our dreams." gloated Bruce. "No!!...I will get free!!...I will stop you!!!" screamed Lara...who began wiggling ferociously to break the wires. "I'm afraid you aren't strong enough my dear," chuckled Steele, looking at the helpless Yellow Cat....as she flexed the slender muscular arms and long muscular legs of her curvaceous brown body before him



"No you won't Yellow Cat!...We have removed your silver bracelet and put it where it can do some use..in completely subduing you!" Joann began to flash the doctored images on the screen of Paul Collins holding Yellow Cat around her waist with one hand. As she struggled in the video, Paul slowly pressed a pad filled with chloroform over her face.The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...on the screen... fought viciously...kicked her shapely legs into the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet curled with tension...twisted her curvy waist, wiggled against his chest, but she ultimately slumped into unconsciousness with a soft moan.



On the screen...Paul Collins held the pad for a few moments...over Yellow Cat's nose and mouth...to make sure his prey was asleep, and then began to stroke her Super Breasts. "Uuuuuuuh...You have perfect trap for me..silver bracelet..put me under spell..only think of sex and sleep," blurted Lara...trying to keep her eyes from looking at the screen. However Steele held her head steady. "Tell us how to enslave you to Paul Collins..so you must give him your body" he instructed the Busty Jamaican Amazon.

After a few minutes... Lara's light-brown eyes behind the slits in her mask grew large --as she felt her big dark brown Super Nipples...hardening into the shape of bullets....making her only think of man's touch... of Paul Collins stroking her large Super Breasts into sweet submission. "Yes...I getting stupid...You making...my Super Nipples...hard...Have to tell the truth...Choloroform makes my Super Breasts sleepy... makes me want to submit to my sexual desires...to man's touch," said Lara reluctantly... trying to protect her secrets.



However the magical power of her silver bracelet...together with the spell cast by the erotic images...and her earlier exposure to the aphrodisiac gas...made it impossible for the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to overcome...her most repressed sexual fantasies. "Speak Yellow Cat...

You have no choice...I must know how to tame you...permanently..." said Bruce...nodding to Joann...

who slowly increased the flow of electricity to the big brown breasts...and the throbbing cunt of the Busty Jamaican Amazon.

"Uuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Bruce Steele...Choloroform makes me weak and sexy...Then Paul Collins... will easily be able to take me..bring me to climax..I will lose my powers..become his..will obey him..become his wife..." confessed Lara. Steele's eyes grew large and he laughed. "I couldn't have asked for a better subject," he chuckled, "the billions are as good as mine." On Steele's instructions...

Joann...increased the voltage level even more. "Aaaaaaaaaah...Ooooooooooo...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

moaned Yellow Cat...writhing helplessly in her chair...unable to break the wires binding her wrists and ankles to the chair.



Standing on either side of the struggling Jamaican superwoman...Bruce Steele and Bruno...began to gently but firmly caress their chloroform-soaked cotton pads...over each of Lara's big...hard and erect dark brown nipples. "No...Uuuuuuuuuunh...Oh no...I...getting...chloroformed...in...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh

...My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...getting aroused...at the same time...Uuuuuuuuuunh

...with electric current...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Getting hypnotised...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuh"

moaned Yellow Cat....her light brown eyes barely open in the slits of her feline mask.


Weakened by the aphrodisiac gas....electricity...and chloroform...Lara had no choice but to allow herself to be hypnotised by Bruce Steele. The Busty Jamaican Amazon struggled to move her chest away from the pads. But she was far too weak. "Just look at the screen pretty one," said Steele as he and Bruno gently stroked Lara's big dark brown Super Nipples with their chloroform pads. "You will live for man's touch whenever you see Paul Collins..." instructed Bruce Steele. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuh

...must...resist...Uuuuuuuuuuh...Stanley....Wong...Help..me...Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh" groaned Yellow Cat...desperately trying to remain conscious.


To be continued.