Tar Zann Captured

Darkest Africa

Amidst the smouldering ruins of an abandoned village...12 armed thugs had achieved a famous victory over the legendary jungle superwoman known as TAR ZANN. They looked down at the seven foot tall busty jungle superwoman as she lay naked and unconscious on the ground before them.

Her voluptuous and muscular creamy body was on full display. The thugs watched her huge firm creamy breasts...capped at their summits by hard and erect big shiny pink nipples...which gleamed with a hazy aura like the rest of her chest. Her shiny pink cunt was shaped in a hard camel toe in the middle of her damp thick tangled black pubic jungle located between her huge creamy thighs.

Her muscular creamy arms were flung past her head as she lay on her back...her long muscular creamy legs wide open below her wide curvy waist...her erotic bare creamy feet resting on their heels...wide spaces between her sexy toes. Her head pillowed by a long mane of tousled black hair...rested against her left shoulder...her lips slightly parted.

The mighty jungle superwoman had been lured into a trap...then had her huge breasts chloroformed...and beaten by rifles...her cunt chloroformed...putting her to sleep. "The jungle bitch wasn't lying...She is totally out" said a thug...as he examined her dilated green eyes...proving that Tar Zann was unconscious and told them she could be for days.


"Let's have some fun with her" suggested a thug. "The boss wants this jungle bitch back untouched...wants to deal with her personally....Tie her up and get her to the boat" said another thug. Tar Zann's head sagged between her exposed huge firm creamy breasts...as the thugs sat her up...tied her muscular creamy arms behind her back by the wrists with ropes. Her erotic bare creamy feet were bound together at the ankles with another set of ropes.


It tool four thugs to lift the seven foot jungle superwoman off the ground and carry her through the jungle to a part on the river bank where their ferry was anchored.


24 hours later

OPHELIA DE VILLE...businesswoman and leader of a slave trading ring...smiled as she gazed upon the naked...bound and unconscious Tar Zann as she lay on a stretcher before her. She twirled the mighty jungle heroine's thin furry golden pelt bra and
her furry golden pelt G-string..in her left and right hands


She was in awe of the 40 year old jungle superwoman's curvaceous and muscular creamy body...especially her huge firm breasts and the hard came toe located between her huge creamy thighs. "Take her to the servants quarters and clean her up...tell the servants to knock her out if she tries to wake up" ordered Ophelia. "Yes boss" replied on of the thugs holding the stretcher as they carried the helpless jungle heroine away.


The servant girls were in awe of the seven foot raven haired jungle goddess when she was placed in her care. "She smells of the jungle...take her to the bath" ordered a servant girl. It took six o them to carry Tar Zann to a pool of warm water. They went into the water with her.

Using sponges...they began to clean the naked voluptuous and muscular creamy body of the legendary jungle superwoman. The sensation of the warm water against her naked body...and the sponges being rubbed all over it....caused Tar Zann to stir. "Uuuuuuh
...Where...Uuuuuuh...Who...?" sighed the Busty Brunette as her green eyes began to flutter open...as the servant girls cleaned her.


"The jungle woman is waking up" said a servant girl.. stating the obvious. The alert servant girls observed that Tar Zann's spectacular big shiny pink nipples were starting to soften. They had been instructed not to let this happen. Through her blurry vision...Tar Zann saw the six servant girls around her...and felt the warm water her naked voluptuous and muscular creamy body was immersed in.


Taking some sand paper pads...two of the servant girls immediately applied them to the sexy summits of Tar Zann's huge firm creamy breasts. "Aaaaaaaaargh...My big nipples...Aaaaaaaaargh...being scratched...Aaaaaaaargh….strange paper...Aaaaaaaargh...keeping them..haaard...keeping me weak...JOHN CLAYTON...in danger...must save him...Aaaaaaargh...
Aaaaargh" moaned Tar Zann...telling the servant girls how to tame her.

Another servant girl poured chloroform into a sponge and entered the pool as four servant girls held Tar Zann's muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs under the water.. while two servant girls sandpapered her big shiny pink nipples into hardness and erectness.

"You cannot save anyone jungle woman...You cannot save yourself...Your struggle ends...Now you must sleep" said the servant girl with the sponge as she dabbed it over TarZann's nipples..as the two servant girls with the sandpaper joined the other four servant girls in restraining the naked jungle superwoman.

"No...Uuuuuuuuh...Not strange water...Uuuuuh...on my big nipples again...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...becoming weak again...Uuuuuuh...tired...so tired...Uuuuuuuuuuh...urge to mate...urge to sleep...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...strong...I..must..I must...Uuh...Uuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh" groaned Tar Zann as a white cloud was discharged between her wide open huge creamy thighs and passed out in the grips of the servant girls...as they bathed her.

Hours later

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed Tar Zann as she opened her green eyes some time later. The mighty jungle superwoman felt weakness and fatigue in every muscle and sinew of her seven foot voluptuous and muscular creamy body. Her vision was blurry and her head spun with dizziness.


She tried to get up...but felt a tension in her muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs. Tar Zann felt ropes binding her wrists...and her large round ankles...and discovered she was lying flat on her back atop a large bed...stripped of her thin furry golden pelt bra and furry golden pelt G-string. "Ah so the mighty Tar Zann wakes up" a female voice sneered.


The buxom jungle superwoman turned her head in the direction of the voice and saw a 30 year old redheaded woman looking down at her. "Who...are you...Where am I....John Clayton...must...save him" moaned Tar Zann...tugging at the ropes binding her to the bed...but unable to break them.


"My name is Ophelia De Ville...and you've been interfering in my slave trade business jungle whore" quipped the businesswoman who admired Tar Zann's incredible naked body.....especially her huge firm creamy breasts...capped at the summits by wide shiny pink areolas and big shiny puffy pink nipples...and the dense black pubic jungle in the space between her huge creamy thighs...and the shiny pink cunt at the heart of this jungle.


"You capture the natives...take them from their homes...you capture John Clayton...I will stop you" vowed Tar Zann..as she glared at Ophelia...her voluptuous and muscular creamy body tense. "That's where you're wrong jungle slut...You used your super strength to defeat my men...but that was before I learnt your secret" gloated De Ville.


She snapped her fingers. Tar Zann was caught off guard again as three servant girls...each of them wielding large feather dusters... stepped forward. Two stood on either side of the top of the bed...and glided their dusters over the famous chest of the legendary jungle heroine. The third stood at the bottom of the bed...and moved the duster up and down Taz Zann's exposed shiny pink clitoris.

"NO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH....MY HUGE BREASTS...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THAT FEELS GOOD...
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY BIG NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THAT IS MAKING THEM
...SO HARD..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...HAVE NO POWER...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...STRANGE THOUGHTS...FILL MY HEAD...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...MUST RESIST" groaned Tar Zann as she wiggled helplessly atop the bed as her super erogenous body parts were brushed.


"You can't resist my big breasted friend...For all your super powers...you are still a woman...years alone in the jungle has conditioned your body to have super strength...but it has also heightened you oversized breasts and your big cunt to the one weakness you can't handle...sex" gloated De Ville as she watched her servant girls brush the captured Tar Zann freely all over her huge firm naked creamy breasts...making her big shiny pink nipples become hard erect and bullet shaped..and brush her shiny pink clitoris up and down making it wet and begin to form into a camel toe again.


"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...YOU ARE RIGHT...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...I AM BECOMING
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...TIRED...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...YOU ARE KEEPING ME WEAK...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...JOHN CLAYTON...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...HELP
...AHHH...HUA...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...AHH...HUA...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
..AHH..HUA...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" cried Tar Zann as she writhed frantically atop the bed.


In another part of the mansion...where he was being held...John Clayton heard the cries of his busty jungle girlfriend. "Tar Zann!
..She's in big trouble...That Ophelia De Ville's doing a big number on her breasts and cunt...She'll be knocked out for days if I don't help her..." resolved the young explorer...knowing he was partly to blame for Tar Zann's predicament. He was thankful that De Ville was too focused on capturing the mighty jungle heroine that she didn't think to guard him.




Picking the lock on the room he was being kept in....Clayton slipped out unnoticed. He moved cautiously..taking care not to be spotted by any of De Ville's guards before he could find Tar Zann. He came across the mansion's infirmary and saw a large stock of chloroform in bottles.

"Heard some of De Ville's men saying they rubbed it on Tar Zann's huge breasts to knock her out...It would have worked from what she told me about her weaknesses..." thought John. He knew that in her weakened state...Tar Zann was no match for De Ville's men...and he couldn't fight them on his own.

Then he thought of a plan which could even the odds and help him to rescue Tar Zann.

Ophelia De Ville watched with growing arousal as her servant girls brushed Tar Zann's all natural big shiny pink nipples into hardness and erectness..and her shiny pink cunt into wetness with their feather dusters.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...WEAK...UUUUUUUNH...STOP...UUUUUUUUUUUNH..KEEPING MY BIG
NIPPLES HARD...UUUUUUUUUNH..CANNOT...UUUUUUUUNH...GET BACK...MY POWER...UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...JOHN CLAYTON...HELP....UUUUUUUUNH...TIRED...I AM BECOMING TIRED" moaned Tar Zann..her green eyes barely open...as she
struggled in futility to break the ropes binding her to the bed...as the servant girls brushed her naked huge firm creamy breasts
and her big shiny pink nipples with their feather dusters.

"You are finished Tar Zann...My girls will soon knock you out again.. Then I'll sell you to the highest bidder as a slave...Once you're gone from the jungle...It will be mine!" gloated Ophelia as she watched the towering jungle superwoman's struggles getting
slower and slower...as the brushing of her breasts and clitoris by the servant girls wiped away her depleted strength.

Ophelia poured some chloroform from a dark brosn bottle into the middle of a thick cotton pad. Once it soaked in...she waved her left hand...and the servant girls stepped back from the bed.





With her current defeat, Tar Zann could wake up tied to Ophelia’s bed? The crooked businesswoman can admire and be jealous of the jungle heroine’s body, erotically tormenting her, as you say. When Clayton escape, he can use the chloroform as a makeshift gas attack against the superior numbers? This creates a large diversion that allows him to free Tar Zann and escape with his jungle girlfriend..

The villainess smiled at the sleepy seven foot jungle goddess lying spread out on her back before her...her naked huge firm creamy breasts...capped at their summits by wide shiny pink areolas and hard and erect big shiny pink nipples.. her shiny pink cunt in a semi-hard camel toe in the middle of her dense tangled black pubic jungle between her huge vreamy thighs.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh...De Ville..Uuuuuuuuh..putting strange water...on my big nipples...again...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...They are so hard..
make me think...Uuuuuuuuuuh...of John Clayton...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I am tired...defeated...will go tp sleep again...Uuuuuuuuuh..John Clayton...Help...Uuuuuuuuuuh..Uuuuuuuuuh" cooed Tar Zann as Ophelia dabbed her chloroform pad
over her big hard and erect shiny pink nipples.

Ophelia smiled as she saw Tar Zann's green eyes starting to close again...as she begab to fade into unconsciousness again. "Sleep Tar Zann..Dream about your boyfriend" she sneered.

Just at that moment...shouts and groans were heard outside the door of the room. "What?!!" cried Ophelia in surprise as thick
white fumes floded under the doorway. The servant girls collapsed to the floor immediately. Ophelia resisted for a few minutes longer..before she too was overwhelmed by the chloroform gas.

Her super erogenous breasts and cunt weakened from over a day of erotic and physical torture... Tar Zann also succumbed to the effects of the gas. "Uuuuuuuuuh" sighed the mighty jungle queen as she blacked out. John Clayton burst into the room.
" Tar Zann..Hang on...I'll save you" said John..using a scarf over his face to protect him from the gas. He cut the ropes binding Tar Zann and slung her over his right shoulder.

Her jungle attire in a knapsack...John Clayton carried her out of De Ville's jungle estate...where her servants and thugs were unconscious from the gas. He found a boat and used it to transport Tar Zann and himself back into the jungle.

Hours later

" Uuuuuuuh" sighed Tar Zann as she opened her green eyes. Her vision cleared and she was happy to see John Clayton kneeling beside her. "John Clayton...You are safe" said Tar Zann as she hugged her boyfriend. " Yes..Are you okay?" asked John.
"Yes..My big nipples are soft...my power has returned...You saved me from De Ville...and her evil.men" said Tar Zann as she got to her feet.

She donned her thin furry golden pelt and furry golden G-string in front of him. "They would'nt have gotten you if they didn't know about your breasts and cunt" said the young explorer. To his surprise...Tar Zann was not mad. " The jungle has its ways John Clayton...That I met you...that I care for you...that my secrets be known...I will accept whatever the jungle decides for me...once you are here" said Tar Zann.

"I will..I'll never leave you...I promise" said John. Tar Zann smiled at him. Later at their tree house...Tar Zann and her boyfriend John Clayton looked out at the jungle wondering what adventures lay in store for them.

End