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| Author: | BC [ Tue Dec 01, 2015 11:41 pm ] |
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A reboot of another classic story. Lioness in the Birth of Lion Girl Luanda City. Luanda. Central Africa 4 pm "There are rumors you are having a romance with the thug Savo Kabinga," said reporter Rick Casey of Princess Leona. The reporter didn't keep the anger out of his voice. He could not be an objective journalist for this story: he was secretly attracted to the Princess, an attraction only rivaled by his yen for the Lioness, Luanda's champion of justice. Yet the gorgeous Princess was hanging out in a fancy hotel suite, the well known headquarters for one of Luanda City's most notorious drug and weapons dealers, Kabinga. "There are rumors you and the crime king are talking of marriage," Casey went on in an accusing tone, before the Princess could answer his opening statement. "The royal family and the kingdom are scandalized," chimed in Caprice, the Princess' knockout 18-year-old niece, as she walked into the room, "I am so disappointed in you." Caprice is worried about the Princess, but she couldn't help but notice that the handsome bad boy cousin of the dealer, Kemo Kabinga, was standing by the door, his lustful eyes glaring at her buxom figure in mini-skirt and boots "Look you two," responded the Princess with obvious impatience, "I am a big girl and can see whomever I please. I have no statement for the press. And nothing to say to my family. So go now." Casey and Caprice looked at each other, hurt. They walked to the door, though Caprice was not so disappointed she forgot to give Kemo an inviting smile. Alone in her hotel suite...Princess Leona slipped out of the white baggy dress she was wearing... then he white lace bra and panty...walking stark naked into her closet...to don the crime-fighting garb...flimsy lion skin belt, leotard, and cowl mask, of her sexy alter-ego....the LIONESS. " I wish I could tell others the truth," thought Leona, "but I can't put anyone else in danger, especially my beloved niece or Rick Casey. This is the only way to get the inside information on this evil outfit; Kabinga will be out of business in no time. I just overheard a phone call about another deal." The ample chested African Adventuress slipped undetected out of her hotel suite and heads for an alley way in the bad part of the city, where she found four men loading illegal drugs into a van parked in front of a warehouse. The Lioness walked up to the thugs, set her hands on her curvy hips, parted her long sleek ebony legs, and wet her red lips before saying, "You guys are not making any deliveries today. I am -- you to the police." The men couldn't help but stare, stupefied, at the magnificent chest of the African Amazon, a perfectly per portioned vision of feminine beauty. Lioness took advantage of the hesitation and bounded forward. She took out one goon with kick to the head with her erotic right ebony bare foot. The others scrambled for their guns, but the heroine easily kicked the weapons out of their hands. "The police will do the driving," Lioness quipped as she locked the with the men bound in the back. She asked a nearby woman to call the police....before making a swift departutre Meanwhile, back at the hotel..in his suite, Kabinga and Dr Renee Olivier, one of the world's finest chemists, heard the bad news: the Lioness hads rounded up even more members of Kabinga's gang. "We have got to find this stoolie," raved Kabinga. "How is this bitch finding out this stuff? If someone betrays me, he dies." Olivier, a slinky brunette in a tight pants suit, uses this occasion as an opportunity to suggest a well thought out plan. "When did Lioness get so smart? Since you took up with Princess Leona," Olivier says to the drug kingpin. Olivier didn't tell Kabinga....but she was eager, for her own nefarious reasons, to get her hands on Leona's amazing body. "Yeah, but she is one great looking woman," says Kabinga, an ugly sexual gleam in his eye, "I hate to have her cut if she ain't the one." "Let's see how loyal she is," suggests Olivier, "I have a way to make her tell the truth that does no physical harm -- it will only make her very, very sleepy." Kabinga agreed. 24 hours later Luanda City 6pm Entering unseen through the window of the hotel suite she was occupying as Princess Leona...the Lioness returns from her heroics...having thwarted yet another of Kabinga's criminal deals...and left more of his men for the police. Leona was surprised to that a bath had been drawn for her in her hotel room. She thought nothing of it, especially since the crime-fighting workout left her with an ache or two. The Princess slipped off her lion skin costume...mask and her magic lion skin talisman belt...placed it in the secret place in her bedroom closet and slipped naked into the bathtub...immersing herself up to her shoulders in the sweet smelling bathwater. She puts the lion skin costume and belt into her bedroom closet and slips, naked, into the sweet-smelling bath. She finds it hot and relaxing. Too relaxing, too quickly. Leona's eyes begin to become heavy; her head dips between her breasts. She feels her nipples slowly becoming erect in the warm bath water. "Something is not right," she thinks. "I shouldn't be this tired. Time to get out." But when Leona, despite her weird fatigue, begins to lift herself out of the bath, Dr Olivier, disguised as a hotel maid, steps into the room. Observing the dazed African beauty trying to get out of the bath, she lifts the heroine's arms off the side of the tub. Leona slips back in, her breasts submerged under the drugged water. "UHHHahhh," groans Leona, who, putting her hands on the bottom of the tub, tries to thrust her chest out of the liquid. "You are a strong one, Princess," the doctor thinks, "but the muscle relaxant grows in strength. The more you soak, the weaker you become." Olivier quickly pours a hefty dose of the relaxant onto a wash cloth and kneels down besides the sleepy Princess, who is struggling to keep her light brown eyes open. The doctor begins to rub every inch of her up thrust chest with the mixture. Lioness fights valiantly, but she soon becomes too weak to keep her breasts above the water. She sinks into the tub, her breasts fully covered by the intoxicating water. "Something about your breasts are especially sensitive to the drug," Olivier thinks, "I will take advantage of that." "Eh..Oohhh..My breasts..being touched..Who..makes me.. sleepy..I..Uuhhhhh,." moans Leona. "Be quiet," orders Olivier, "it is time to sleep…sleep…sleep." Olivier brings the wash cloth down to Leona's vagina, swabbing her thick pubic hair and stroking the soft inside of her thighs before concentrating for a number of minutes on her breasts. "I must escape…so tired…breasts feel heavy…filled with forbidden pleasure," whispers the dazed Leona, who feels as if each stroke of the cloth wipes away her super power. Olivier brings another cloth, also soaked in with the potent relaxant, and holds it over her beautiful face. Lioness breathes the fumes deep into her lungs. With the other cloth, the doctor continues to caress the large ebony mounds of Leona's chest. Under the warm water, her nipples become as hard as bullets. "Now I know how to control you, beautiful Princess," sneers Olivier, who is excited when she hears the Lioness sigh..."Uuuuuuh" and lose consciousness...as she sunk down into the tub...the water covering her up to her shoulders. Olivier calls in three thugs, who meticulously lifted dry the helpless heroine off with a special talcum powder that, when rubbed into her breasts and body, kept Leona sexually excited and weak. One holds her up under her arms while the others cover her back and front. Her mighty thighs feel tense, so they patiently work the powder in, kneading the muscles until her shapely legs are entirely soft and relaxed, dangling helplessly. Occasionally, Leona whimpers or groans with pleasure. "Uuuuuuuh...tired...Uuuuuuuuuh...helpless...Uuuuuuuuuuh ...defeated..." blurted Lioness. "Make sure every inch of her is covered," Olivier says to the men. "Rub it in deeply, especially her chest, it is her weakness." Meanwhile, Caprice, feeling guilty she didn't do enough to talk the Princess out of her romance with Kabinga, comes back to Leona's room. She finds the door open and walks in. Before Caprice can say a word, she hears noises and hides in a closet. With horror, Caprice watches her unconscious and naked Aunt brought out of the bathroom and laid flat on the bed, her breasts coated with a strange white powder. One of the men goes to bring Kabinga. "So, what have you found?" growls the big boss, obviously turned on when he sees the sleeping heroine. "Make her talk.." Dr Olivier sprinkles more of the special talcum powder over the summits of Leona's broad chest. Placing both hands atop the Luandan Princess' great breasts, the doctor begins to massage them. "Ooohh…Uuhhh…That… makes me… so weak… tired…" Leona sighs, awakened by the stimulation but weak as a kitten. "What are you after Princess?…You have no choice…Tell the truth!" Olivier insists. "Pretended to love…Kabinga…to get information… Bring down...his organization..." she confesses with reluctantly, trying, somehow, to regain her strength. "How can you be kept weak and helpless?" the French scientist asks. "Uuhhh…Have no… resistance… to sexual arousal… of my breasts...and… chloroform…" Leona gasped. Olivier looked at Kabinga with triumph: "We have the spy, but she is so rich and beautiful, it is a shame to kill her." Kabinga nods. A quick marriage and he will have her fortune. Then he can arrange to have Leona die in an "accident." "But can we control her," asks Kabinga, "so that she will not betray us to the Lioness or the police?" "Didn't you hear her," responded Olivier, looking down at the helpless Princess, who was listening but too sleepy to react, "we will keep her weak and aroused. She will do what we say." The thought of the Princess being available for his sexual pleasure convinces Kabinga. He agrees. The men hold Leona's arms and legs while the doctor, in front of her face, pours a hefty dose of chloroform into a thick surgical pad. "Listen carefully Princess…Each time you are chloroformed you will like it more and more …you will want to be chloroformed…you want to be kept …sleepy and aroused…" commanded Olivier, with a diabolical look on her face. Lioness tries to fight the evil command, but her eyes grow wide and she speaks slowly, "Yes, I want to be chloroformed…want to feel pleasure…to sleep…" Olivier places the pad firmly over her face, holding it until her head stops moving. Her breathing becomes deep and even. "She will sleep for hours now, " said Olivier. "Take her way." Soon the bath-robed Leona, tied and gagged, was carried away by the thugs, with Kabinga and Olivier following them. Caprice is horrified. She has to tell the police! In her panic, she stumbled on the Lioness' belt and costume in the closet. Another shock! Her Aunt, Princess Leona, is the Lioness! Caprice stuffs the costume and belt into her purse and heads out of the hotel for the nearest phone. She calls Casey and tells him what she saw, though she keeps the identity of the fabled Lioness a secret. Together they go to police, but the officers don't believe her story. There has been a press conference announcing the nuptials of Kabinga and the Princess. The media is going wild. At the conference, Kabinga not only showed a copy of the signed marriage license, but screened a video of him and the Princess cavorting, in bathing suits, on the beach. "The Princess is a babe of babes," says one of the cops admiringly, before shooing the reporter and Caprice away. Casey swears to Caprice he will keep an eye on the hotel and look for leads. Worried sick, the brave teenage girl went home to her apartment. "If only I could be the Lioness and save the Princess," she thinks. But the costume is too big. Except for the belt, which Caprice tries on. The Lion Goddess, in her wisdom, invests Caprice with the sacred super power to fight evil. There's a blaze of light and a bewildered Caprice finds herself transformed. She is clad in a skimpy lion skin halter top, lion skin hot pants, and a lion skin mask which stretches across the upper part of her beautiful face. Her shiny black tresses bounce lightly atop her broad naked shoulders. With her new power and improved, sexy figure Caprice heads back to Kabinga's hotel room, hoping to find out where the Princess is being held. "LION GIRL shall save Lioness and bring these criminals to justice," she resolves. Meanwhile, the Princess is in a seedy drug den, watched over by men who regularly swab her breasts with chloroform whenever she begins to awaken. Worse, Olivier's order is taking hold in her mind. Each time Leona opens her eyes her captors laugh and, holding fresh pads of the drug above her face and breasts, ask if she wants to be put to sleep again. Leona tries to clear her head, but she yearns for sex and sleep and hears herself saying "Yes…I want pleasure…want to sleep." She is beginning to forget she is Lioness. "The Princess will be obedient at the ceremony," thinks Olivier, who is keeping an eye on Leona, "after that, I will make her my sleep slave, not Kabinga's." Five of Kabinga's henchmen are hanging out in the Princess' room, enjoying some food and drink sent up earlier by room service. They are startled as the door is kicked open and Lion Girl strolls inside. "Tell me what you've done with Princess Leona!" the young heroine demands, standing with her long legs slightly apart and her hands on her curvy hips. "The Lioness!..Get the bitch!" one thug snarls and all five lunge at Lion Girl. With a whirlwind of punches and kicks, Caprice handily takes care of the thugs in Princess's room. She is astonished at her new powers of strength and agility; she has the moves and instincts of a lion. "I am unstoppable!" she beams with pride, surveying the senseless criminals lying scattered on the floor before her. "Lioness will be saved in no time!" Caprice's reverie is broken as she senses movement behind her. She whirls round to see Dr Olivier and Kemo Kabinga enter the room."The Lioness!!… I will get her!!" Kemo growls and, drawing his knife, charges forward. "You cannot subdue me!" Lion Girl quips as she grabs his wrists and tosses Kemo through the air like a rag doll. He slams against a nearby wall. Lion Girl then turns to face the evil female French scientist. "You've seen my super powers…You have not chance against me!…Tell me where Princess Leona is!!" Caprice demands, her firm breasts and shoulders glistening with sweat as she strides toward the doctor. Dr Olivier laughs and tosses three pieces of cloth towards Lion Girl, who confidently stands her ground. Two affix themselves to her halter top, the other to her crotch. "Is that the best you can do?!" Caprice laughs and reaches to remove the cloths. But the cloths stick fast, emitting a sweet, sticky chemical that quickly makes her erogenous zones unbearably itchy and tender. "Oohh...Nipples… Vagina… They…feel… so funny…" Lion Girl gasps as she becomes slightly light-headed. The room whirls around her; she has trouble staying on her feet. This shouldn't be happening, she thinks. Kemo sneaks around from behind and, putting his hand firmly around Lion Girl's waist, lifts her off the ground, rubbing her top and bottom. "Just as the doc said," Kemo boasts, "you are vulnerable." "Uunnhh!!!..Stop…touching…breasts...vagina…Unhhh!!…Getting…turned on…weak… sleepy?...No!..must.. fight.. for..Unhh!..justice..Ooohhhh…" Caprice groans as she thrashes wildly within Kemo's increasingly strong grasp. "Just relax, Lioness," Kemo says, "enjoy the moment." He carries the struggling heroine, her legs and arms flailing helplessly, towards the room's queen size bed. He then falls backwards, holding the girl in front of him, continuing to rub the chemical into her halter top and hot pants. Caprice reaches back to grab his arms, but she is in too awkward a position. His powerful legs curl around her thighs, holding her legs apart so she cannot move them. Sensing that the heroine is growing weaker by the second, Kimo begins to rubs her breasts and crotch in a regular rhythm, putting the girl under a strange spell. "Can't get love-making out of my head…becoming weak… don't understand," Lion Girl thinks in desperation. Meanwhile, Dr Olivier soaks a thick cotton pad with chloroform. Kemo continues to slowly caress the young heroine's breasts. She no longer completely resists. Sometimes Caprice can't help but moan with pleasure. Kemo becomes increasingly excited when he hears her, and sees the outline of her nipples become prominent under her halter-top. Her breats are relazing; the crotch of her hot pants is wet. Part of her is surrendering to Kemo, thinks Caprice, wants her hard nipples stroked by his powerful hands. How can this be? "No...stop...touching…my breasts…vagina… don't understand…but… that's making me… get sleepy…hadn't planned…for this…." Lion Girl gasped. She could only glare at the criminal fiend by turning her head around. Kemo smiled and stroked her harder, watching her head droop.. "You are not the Lioness…your youth and inexperience… betrays you…" Olivier sneered as she brought the pad close towards the young beauty's masked face. Caprice's eyes widened in the slits of her lion skin mask as she caught a whiff of the pad's contents. "No!!…That's… That's...Chloroform!!… Keep it away!…No!...Nn…Nhhhh!!!!" she screamed to no avail as the pad was clamped firmly over her nose and mouth. Already weakened by the chemical cloths, Lion Girl could offer little resistance. Olivier took no chances -- Kemo held down the girl's arms and legs as the doctor clamped the pad over her nose and mouth until Caprice's breathing slowed. Lion Girl's brown eyes rolled up in the slits of her mask...and slowly closed...as she is lulled into a deep sleep. Kemo got up and dropped Lion Girl unceremoniously on the bed. Dr Olivier immediately pulled down her lion skin top and hot pants. She applied three new cloths, each containing both an extra strong mixture of the erotic drug and a dose of poison, to her erogenous zones. "When this Lioness Jr. or whoever she is awakens she will pleasure herself to death," she declared with a smirk. Along with Kemo, who mumbles he "wishes he could see that," they lock the door behind them. Unknown to them, word of Savo Kabinga and Princess Leona's planned marriage has spread and over the dark waters of the Atlantic Ocean, a sleek hi-tech helicopter gunship bearing the planet's most lethal, covert military unit is streaking undetected and at top speed towards Luanda. Hank "Hawk" Lee is at the controls of the Nighthawk, the most advanced helicopter gunship ever built, as it approaches the African continent. In the rear, Snake-Eyes and Ray "Moon" Gao prepare their arsenal of weapons for the battle to come. To be continued. |
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