Lioness and the Slaves of New York 2

Luanda, Central Africa. 9 pm.

A crowd of people gathered on the street outside the warehouse as police cars, fire engines and ambulances arrived on the scene. The firefighters were the first to spring into action, unravelling their hoses, connecting their water supply and working on the minor fires surrounding the warehouse. The police then cordoned off the warehouse perimeter. Luandan Police Chief Walter Odongo alighted from his vehicle and walked through the crowd towards the police barricade. "What do we have?" the chief asked the police inspector on duty. "We received a call of an explosion and sounds of gunfire sir.. Our officers found those inside.." the officer replied as he pointed to the pile of AK-47 assault rifles and one grenade launcher.

"Too early to tell but we suspect the launcher caused the explosion..My men are still searching the interior.." the inspector added. Just then, he walkie-talkie crackled. "Sir..We..found..uh..something.." came the message. The Police Chief and the inspector exchanged confused looks before walking towards the warehouse.

Making their way through the hazy interior, they soon found a trio of policemen standing in the midst of some fallen oil drums. "What are you men staring at..!" the inspector growled before he answered his own question. His jaw dropped as he stared at the shapely woman lying on the ground before them.

Her identity concealed behind a white mask cowl which looked like a lioness' head. She was clad in a thin tight white lionskin bra...with straps in the front...in an x shape which barely contained her large firm ebony breasts.

A white lion's skin belt was entwined around her shapely waist. Ivory bracelets and bangles adorned her wrists and ankles respectively.

However the policemen's eyes were firmly rooted to her large, firm ebony breasts that were barely contained by the flimsy x-straps of her flimsy white lionskin bra...the outlines of her big thick hardened nipples and wide puffy areolas...framed against its thin fabric...her long muscular ebony legs wide open...her erotic bare ebony feet...resting on the ground on their smooth heels...huge gaps between her sexy toes with short glossy toenails

The booming voice of Chief Odongo snapped them out of their stupor. "Bring the ambulance in here and take this woman to hospital under guard..Anyone who breathes a word of this to anyone.. will answer to me!" ordered the police chief. The policemen scrambled to carry out their orders..as they brought forward a stretcher for the unconscious Top Heavy African Superwoman known as LIONESS. The crowds of spectators got a good look at Lioness as she was carried out of the warehouse placed in the back of an ambulance and taken to hospital.

Hours later

Lioness stirred as she felt a cold sensation against her large firm ebony breasts which told her

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...What...My big Lioness Nipples...My wide Lioness Areolas...Uuuuuuuuuuh...haaaaaaaard...hurt...Where...Who?" groaned the Big Breasted African Superheroine as she...the she felt a metallic object being pressed lightly against her exposed large firm ebony breasts.

Behind the yellow slits of her white lionskin cowl, Princess Leona's dark brown eyes slowly opened. Her vision was blurry at first but images soon began to take shape.

She looked up to see a young man in a white coat examining her naked large firm ebony bust with a stethoscope.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Where am I?...How did I come here?" sighed Lioness...her eyelids heavy behind the yellow slits of her white cowl mask as she stared sleepliy at the the young doctor...who she guessed to be about 21...as he placed the stethoscope...on different parts of her naked large firm ebony breasts.
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"You are at Luanda City Hospital Lioness... The police brought you here...You've been unconscious for the past three hours.." the young doctor replied as he continued to examine her amazing chest.

The Top Heavy African Superwoman eased herself into a sitting position on the bed. She realized she was still masked so no one would know her true identity was that of Princess Leona, heir to the Luandan Throne.

Her thin tight white lionskin booty shorts...ivory bracelets on her wrists...ivory bangles above her ankles...were still in place...with only her flimsy white lionskin removed...exposing her large firm ebony breasts. The Big Breasted African Superheroine found herself enjoying the way the young doctor was touching her naked large ebony breasts as he examined them.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..My huge Lioness Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...they still feel a bit sore doctor" admitted Lioness as the fingers of her left ebony hand lightly encircled her big thick shiny black nipples and wide shiny black, puffy areolas. " I removed several iron fragments from your breasts Lioness..You might feel a little..Uuuh... discomfort.." the doctor stammered as he flet a bit embarrassed that he was staring so often at her fabulous large ebony breasts.

Lioness smiled at the young doctor...as she allowed him to indulge with what she believed was a dream for many men and boys in Luanda
Stretching her long ebony muscular legs, Lioness stood up got off the bed...and donned her flimsy white lionskin bra again..its x straps in the front barely manageing to contain her large firm ebony breasts.

"My thanks Doctor Geordie..I am in your debt that you did not unmask me while I was unconscious...My identity must remain secret if I am to fight for justice..and I trust that doctor patient confidentiality will not lead you to tell anyone that my huge Lioness Breasts are the source of my strength and weakness...or that when I am made hard in my big Lioness Nipples and my wide Lioness Areolas...I become weak...sleepy and must allow my enemies to knock me unconscious"" she said, reading his name tag.

Dr Johnathon Geordie was breathless as he gazed upon the beauteous masked woman who stood before him. "Now I must go.." Lioness stated and ran towards the open window. "Wait!" Dr Geordie yelled as he watched the Big Breasted African Superheroines leap through the window. The doctor stared out the window but found no trace of the heroine who had disappeared into the night.

Elsewhere, a C-130 transport plane winged its way out of Luandan airspace and flew east towards the coast. In the belly of the aircraft, arms dealer Muhammad Islaq made a coded statellite transmission. "The deal in Luanda was thwarted..The authorities have a new agent in their employ..A masked woman calling herself Lioness..Our buyer killed her..Things are too hot to conduct business there.." Islaq stated. "Luanda is key to our operations..We shall therefore have to expedite things on our end..We shall expect you in New York" the voice on the other end replied. "I shall be there..Out" Islaq replied.

24 hours later

The following morning, Princess Leona joined her father King Luaga in the dining hall of the Royal Palace for breakfast. "It seems some arms smugglers were active in the city last night.." the King said as he perused some security documents sent to him.

Princess Leona nodded as she sipped her coffee. "I would have surely caught the fiends had I not been rendered unconscious as the Lioness.." thought Leona. "I am however deeply concerned that our overseas missions may be in danger.." King Luaga who had no idea that his daughter was the sexy superheroine Lioness.

"I have some meetings in New York next week father..Together Simba and I can devise a plan to counter the smugglers' plans" Leona assured him. The old king smiled at her words of assurance. "You are so much like your mother..Fearless and wise..It was one of the many things I loved about her" he said, placing his left hand over his daughter's right hand. Princess Leona knew that her father knew her mother had been the Lioness before they were married. What the King did not know was that she had since taken up that mantle.

New York. One week later.

A Lear jet bearing the royal seal of Luanda arrived at John F. Kennedy International Airport. The plane taxied towards a special hangar were a limousine and two other cars awaited it. Adjusting her coat, Princess Leona alighted from the plane and walked towards the waiting group of Luandan officials. An elderly woman in a fur coat approached her and bowed. "Welcome your Highness..I am Uri Ukura..Aide to the Luandan Mission at the UN..Prince Simba sent us to greet you.." she stated. "Thank you..Let us go to the Mission at once..I am eager to see my brother and nephew.." Leona replied. As the Princess walked towards the waiting limousine, she somehow sensed she was being watched and glanced at the surrounding rooftops. "Something wrong Highness?" Ukura inquired. "Nothing..We should go.." Princess Leona replied and climbed into the limousine. As the vehicles drove away, a man in a thick jacket and holding a camera in his hands stood up.

Freelance photojournalist Rick Casey had been taking pictures of the beautiful African princess.

"Who is she?" wondered Rick who was mesmerised by her beauty.

Elsewhere the bell at a private school in Queens rang to signal the end of classes for the day. Adjusting the straps of his knapsack, Kip walked towards the exit, flanked by two bodyguards. Every day had been the same ritual for him, school and then home. He saw little of his father, Crown Prince Simba and found making friends with the other diplomats' children who attended the school, difficult.

Kip and his bodyguards exited the school compound and walked towards the limo that was waiting for them. Suddenly, a white van pulled alongside and four men in green coveralls and black ski masks leapt out. The bodyguards moved to protect Kip but rapid fire from the Uzis of two of the masked men dropped them to the pavement. Kip tried to run but was seized by another masked man. "Help! Help!" he cried as he was hauled struggling into the van. "Shaddup kid!" a male voice snarled, as a foul-smelling rag was clamped over the boy's face. In a matter of seconds, Kip's struggles slowed and he moaned "Nnnnnn" into the rag and passed out. Tires squealed as the van took off at top speed.

"Come.." Prince Simba stated as he heard a knock on his office door. "What kind of a greeting is that...brother?" Princess Leona asked as she entered the room. "Leona!..What a surprise!" Simba cried as he stood up and walked over to embrace his younger sister. "Kip will be happy to see you when he returns from school" he added.

"I've missed him too Simba..but father is very concerned.." Leona stated grimly as she gently broke their embrace. "I know..The arms smuggling..I have been speaking with other African diplomats...They too have the same problem.." Simba said. Princess Leona was about to speak when she sensed something. Just then the office door was for--d open as two white men in suits and overcoats for--d their way inside past a protesting Uri Ukura.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Simba declared.


The younger man, who had black hair and facial stubble, reached into his jacket pocket and produced his id. "Prince Simba..I'm Detective Danny Rosewood..15th Precinct NYPD.. This is my partner..Andy Taggart." he stated. "This is about your son Kip..He was kidnapped outside his school a couple hours ago sir.." the older, balding Taggart added. "No.." Simba gasped as he slumped into a nearby chair and buried his head in his hands. "Detectives..You must understand this is an internal security matter..a matter of state" said Princess Leona. "Sorry lady..but this ain't Africa..This falls within the jurisdiction of the NYPD!" Rosewood quipped.

"How dare you address an heir to the Luandan Throne in that voice!" countered Leona. Rosewood was about to reply when Taggart intervened. "Sorry your Highness..We know this is difficult time..Rest assured we will get the boy back..We will inform the Luandan Mission of every aspect of our investigations.." he said.

"Thank you gentlemen..I can assure you the Luandan Mission shall cooperate fully..Nothing is more important to me than my son's safe return" Prince Simba said and the NYPD detectives made their exit.

"Have no fear Simba..We shall find Kip.." Leona assured her brother. "If any harm comes to my beloved nephew...the fiends shall answer to the Lioness!" she silently resolved.

Alone in her private quarters in the Luandan Diplomatic Lodge in Queens later that evening...Princess Leona made her own plans to investigate her nephew's kidnapping."Whoever kidnapped Kip must have a vendetta against us.." she thought as she accessed the classified files of the Luandan Security Ministry on her laptop. One file in particular caught her interest.

"Muhammad Islaq..68-year-old arms smuggler..Born in Pakistan..reported to have extensive operations through much of Africa.." Leona mused as she read his file. Perusing the smuggler's records further, the Princess discovered that he had family in New York City. "The police here will not give Kip's abduction the attention it deserves. ..I must act as the Lioness to rescue him" she resolved and switched off her laptop.

Loosening her thick black hair, Leona removed her turtleneck sweater, slacks, bra and panties. Kneeling beside her suitcase...stark naked.. she opened it and then accessed the secret compartment within which contained her crime-fighting attire.

The Princess slipped on the thin tight white lion skin boot shorts up her long muscular ebony legs...donned the iovry bracelets on her wrists...ivory bangles above her ankles...the thin tight white lionskin bra slipped over her large firm ebony breasts...well contained in the tight x-straps in the front of the bra...the white cowl mask was slipped over her head...leaving the lower part of her nose and her full glossy ebony lips exposed...her long mane of glossy black hair flowing out of the back of her cowl mask...on to her broad ebony shoulders...and reaching the middle of her ebony back...the white lionskin belt bearing the sacred LionTalisman in the middle was entwined around her wide curvy waist...and she felt great power flowing through her muscular and voluptous body when she did.

"Beware kidnappers... The Lioness is hunting you!" vowed the Big Breasted African Superheroine as she slipped out of the lodge undetected and headed off into the urban jungle of New York City.

Meanwhile in a basement in the Bronx

Kip squirmed and struggled within a chair as he was bombarded by a series of flashing lights and subtle electronic messages were pumped into the room by a two speaker boxes. "How is he?" a woman asked as she observed Kip through a tinted window. "Boy's got spunk...Give him that...but he's starting to slip..Won't be too much longer now.." Salaam Islaq remarked. "We cannot be too complacement..My sources in Luanda City tell me the Royal Family is protected by a special agent...A masked woman called the Lioness" the woman said. "She is dead..My brother said she was killed in an explosion.." Salaam scoffed. "No..The woman still lives..She has incredible powers..Undoubtedly, if word of the boy's kidnapping has reached Luanda...Lioness will come...She may even be here in New York City already..." the woman added. Salaam began to fidget nervously.

"How can this woman be defeated if she is as powerful as you claim?" he asked. " The boy obviously is important to her...Lioness will trust him...Once he is under our control...We shall use him...to find out her secrets...I shall discuss this with my employer.." the woman replied as she turned and left the basement. Salaam watched as Kip slowly succumbed to the mind control.

Elsewhere across the city, the Number Six Express Train rolled north towards the Bronx.

Squatting on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet and her fingers pressed lightly on the cool metallic surface, the Lioness rode atop the roof of the moving train. The cold night air brushing against her body..making her thick shiny black nipples and wide puffy shiny black areolas stiffen slightly under her leotard.. and through her long mane of glossy black hair.

. "I can sense Kip's presence...It is getting stronger" Lioness thought as her dark brown eyes moving behind the yellow slits of her white lionskin cowl mask...scanning the concrete jungle that formed the terrain of New York City.

On the streets below the overhead railway tracks, traffic flowed smoothly. Rising slowly, the Top-Heavy African Superwoman tensed the muscles of her voluptuous ebony body for action. Flexing her powerful thighs, she leapt from the moving train. Pulling her long, muscular ebony legs into her body, Lioness somersaulted through the air. She extended her legs as she descended towards the street below. Landing on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet, her musclar ebony arms arms raised and her long muscular ebony legs spread apart, the Lioness scanned her surroundings.

Her arrival startled a street dweller who was rummaging through some trash cans and he fled into a nearby alley. "Well...look here fellas..Look what stepped off the train!" a male voice sneered.

The Big Breasted African Superheroine turned around to see seven young Muslim men in black leather jackets, jeans and boots approaching her. Their jackets bore the insignia of a red crescent moon. The men in turn, gawked at her voluptuous and muscular ebony body... barely concealed by her skimpy attire. "You on the wrong turf hooker!...This turf belongs to the Tenth Street Tajhs!" the leader of the group declared and his cohorts snickered in response.

"I am the Lioness...I have no quarrel with you.." the heroine told the hoodlums. "If you're on our turf bitch...You asking for trouble!" the gang leader snarled and pulling out his switchblade he advanced towards the Big Breasted African Adventuress. "You cannot threaten me like that!" Lioness quipped as she sidestepped his lunge and countered with a powerful right jab to the gang leader's face. The force of the blow sent the young gangster crashing into the pile of trash cans. "The bitch just decked Abdul!..Get her!!" another gangster yelled.

Drawing their weapons, the six gangsters charged towards the buxom black heroine. Standing her ground, the Lioness sent two sprawling along the pavement with a left roundhouse kick. Dodging the chain of another gangster, she keeled him over by driving the ball of her erotic right ebony foot solidly into his gut. The other three gangsters were about to attack when the wail of a police siren was heard.

"Cops!..Let's get outta here!" a dazed Abdul yelled as he staggered to his feet and ran away. The other gangsters followed his lead as the squad car drew closer. "I cannot allow the police to delay my search for Kip" Lioness thought as she turned and leapt towards a nearby rooftop as the police car pulled up to the pavement. The two uniformed patrolmen got out of the car and looked up towards the roof where Lioness had leapt atop and vanished. "What the hell was that?" one asked. "I dunno..Think we should call it in?" his partner replied.

Neither of them saw Rick Casey disappearing down a staircase towards a subway...after witnessing the Lioness in action against the Tajhs.

Boarding a subway train...Rick examined the photos of the Lioness...admiring her awesome ebony body...especially her large firm ebony breasts and her huge ebony ass.

He got an instant erection.

"I don't believe it. The Lioness! Here in New York. Why?" Rick womdered as the train rolled on to its next stops.
Elsewhere a bruised Abdul slipped some coins into a pay phone and dialed a number he knew by heart.

"Yes?" Salaam Islaq as he picked up the phone in the office of his business place. "Boss...It's Abdul...Me an some of the boys...We got jumped by some crazy black chick in a mask.." the gang leader babbled and described the Lioness to his employer. Islaq smiled as he heard the description of the African Adventuress. "Lay low until the heat blows over Abdul...I'll handle this woman myself.." he stated and hung up the phone. The businessman knew the Lioness would be coming to rescue his "guest" and he had to prepare to welcome her.

Swiftly traversing the rooftops in the Bronx, the heroine soon arrived at her destination, Islaq's FoodMart. "Muhammad Islaq's file says his brother is a successful fruit and vegetable exporter. From the elaborate establishment he has...Salaam Islaq must be doing very well for himself.." the Big Breasted African Adventuress mused as she stood atop a roof and gazed upon Islaq's business place.


With incredible agility, Lioness leapt from the rooftop with her muscular ebony arms and long muscular ebony legs fully extended. She somersaulted gracefully through the air and landed on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet in the alley behind the grocery. Shes scanned her darkened surroundings as she moved slowly towards the service entrance.

"For a wealthy businessman...Islaq's security leaves much to be desired.." the Lioness thought as she noticed the simple padlock and chain which locked the door. Grabbing hold of the lock with her right hand, the Big Breasted African Adventuress easily snapped the lock. Discarding the chain and the broken padlock, Lioness pried the door open and slipped inside the grocery.

Closing the door behind her, the heroine found herself in what appeared to be a greenhouse. The artificially lit room was filled with row upon row of fruit and vegetable plants, packed in wooden boxes filled with soil. The sensation of the cold concrete registered under the balls of her bare feet and her large, firm ebony breasts rose and fell slowly under her thin tight white lionskin bras as she made her way slowly through the dimly-lit storeroom.

"Kip is close by..I can sense his presence" Lioness said as she made her way through the rows of grow boxes. As the Big Breasted African Adventuress continued her search for her nephew, an overhead sprinkler system was activated.

"Must be used to water these trees" Lioness thought as a light sprinkling of water bathed her voluptuous and muscular ebonyus body as she walked. Her muscular and voluptuous ebony body glistened in the dim artificial light as the liquid from the overhead sprinklers doused the Big Breasted African Adventuress from her head down to the sexy toes of her erotic bare ebony feet as she walked through the dimly lit storeroom.

The outline of her big thick shiny black nipples and wide puffy shiny black areolas were well-highlighted against the fabric of the x straps of her thin tight white lionskin bra which garbed her large firm ebony breasts.

"That looks like the exit to this room...Once I pass through this unplanned shower...I will search this entire place until I find Kip" the Lioness resolved as she spotted a locked metal door ahead of her. However, as she approached the locked door...water continuing to bathe her from the overhead sprinkler...the Big Breasted African Superheroine was taken by surprise by unexpected sensations in her famous nipples and areolas...under her soaked thin tight white lionskin bra.

"OOOOOOOOOH...MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...AND MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...OOOOOOOOOH...THEY ARE FEELING STRANGE...THE WATER IS HAVING AN UNUSUAL AND UNEXPECTED EFFECT ON THEM...OOOOOOOOOOOOOH...THEY ARE BECOMING...HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD
...MAKING ME FEEL...SICK...DIZZY...WEAK...SLEEPY...IN MY HUGE LIONESS BREASTS...OOOOOOOOOOH" groaned Lioness as she glanced down at her broad chest to see the distinctive outlines of her big thick shiny black nipples and her wide puffy shiny black areolas that were visible against the fabric of her thin tight white lionskin bra which strained to contain her large firm ebony breasts.

The Big Breasted African Superheroine swayed drunkenly from side to side on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...her ebony hands clutching the sides of her head... in a futile effort to soothe her throbbing temples. Beneath the yellow slits of her white lionskin cowl, the Lioness' eyelids were becoming heavy...her dark brown eyes glazing with sleep.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...SOMETHING IN THE WATER...IS DRUGGING ME IN MY HUGE LIONESS BREASTS...DRUGGING MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...
DRUGGING MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...UUUUUUUUUUUH...FEELING SICK...FEELING WEAK...FEELING SLEEPY...GETTING HAAAAAARD TO STAY AWAKE" groaned Lioness loudly as she struggled to stay on her erotic bare ebony feet...fighting a losing battle to keep her dark brown eyes behind the yellow slits of the her white lionskin cowl mask.

The door in front of tired Top Heavy African Superwoman opened. Two thugs wearing black rubber gas masks on their faces, dark green coveralls, black rubber gloves and black rubber boots rushed towards her.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Lioness..rising on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...her muscular ebony arms...raised above her head...as one thug dealt her cracking blow to the sexy summit of her large right firm ebony breast...with his hard black rubber blackjack.

The second thug followed up...dealing an equally painful blow to the sexy summit of the Lioness' large left firm left ebony breast.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned the Big Breasted African Superwoman...in absolute agony...the combined impacts of the blackjack blows to the super erogenous summits of her large firm ebony breasts...knocked her off her erotic bare ebony feet...sending her crashing into some of the tables in the storeroom...knocking the wooden crates filled with fruit and vegetable plants to the floor...as she herself fell on her back to the same floor...which was wet and slick...her muscular ebony arms and long muscular ebony legs flailing in the air... before falling limp past her head and below her wide curvy waist.

Acting on instructions that they had been given previously...the two thugs squatted on the wet slick floor of the dimly lit storeroom...water still raining down from the overhead sprinkler system...and easily pulled aside the thin x straps of of the Big Breasted African Superheroine's soaked thin tight white lionskin bra...exposing her large firm ebony breasts...before she could do anything to stop them.

"EH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
STAINLESS STEEL CLAMPS...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
HAVE BEEN ATTACHED TO EACH OF MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
YOU HAVE ENSLAVED THEM...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
SUCH EXCELLENT BONDAGE....UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THEY ARE MAKING MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES AND MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...HAAAAAAAAAARDER...AND HAAAAAAAAAARDER...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH..." groaned the Top-Heavy African Superwoman...wiggling frantically on the wet slick floor of the storeroom...as each thug held one of her muscular ebony arms to the floor while the water from the overhead sprinklers...continued to bathe every inch of her voluptuous and muscular ebony body.

A third thug wearing similar attire to the other two thugs...joined them as the Big Breasted African Superheroine continued to wiggle her voluptuous and muscular ebony body on the wet and slick floor of the store room...lowering his gloved hands towards the sexy summits of her naked large firm ebony breasts...which like the rest of her awesome body...gleamed with a hazy aura...as the water from the overhead sprinklers continued to bathe her from her head to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet which had short glossy toenails.

"Give up you big breasted black female!!...Ain't no way you gettin outta this!" the thug sneered as his gloved hands grabbed hold of the steel clamps that were attached to the big thick shiny black nipples of the Top Heavy African Superwoman.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...AFRICAN SLAVES IN THE TRANSATLANTIC SLAVE TRADE HAD IT EASIER THAN I DO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...50, 000 GRAMS OF COLD STEEL...BITING DEEPLY INTO MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES AS YOU ROTATE THEM...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...THE PAIN...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MAKING THEM...AND MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...THE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDEST...THEY HAVE EVER BEEN IN MY
SUPERHEOINE CAREER....UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...THE WATER THAT'S BATHING ME...HAS A POWERFUL DRUG IN IT...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...WHAT IS IT...IT IS MAKING ME VERY SLEEPY IN MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES AND IN MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...I MUST STRUGGLE IN FUTILITY...UNTIL I YIELD TO THE FATE THAT
THAT THE GREAT LION GOD HAS DECIDED FOR ME...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" roared Lioness as she wiggled with growing futility...as she was kept pinned to the floor by two thugs...a third thug...rotated the stainless steel clamps attached to her big thick shiny black nipples...360 degrees clockwise... combining with the water that was bathing her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...making her legendary nipples and areolas...the hardest and most erect they had ever been...while her large firm ebony breasts...soaked up the water bathing her body like sponges.

"Wow!...After all that curare the boss had us put in the water...This big boobed black broad's still kicking!...She's tough!" remarked one of the thugs who was pinning the Big Breasted African Superheroine to the wet slick floor of the store room.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...YES...BUT NOT FOR MUCH LONGER MY CRIMINAL FRIEND...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH
...THE GREAT LION GOD...HAS MADE HIS JUDGEMENT...HE HAS DECIDED...THAT I MUST BE PUNISHED FOR MY OVERCONFIDENCE...AND FAILURE TO
RESPECT THE CUNNING OF YOU...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...THAT I MUST SUBMIT TO THIS UNPRECEDENTED AND EXCELLENT FORM OF SLAVERY...WHICH MY AFRICAN ANCESTORS NEVER HAD TO EXPERIENCE...CONGRATULATIONS MY CRIMINAL FRIENDS...YOU HAVE MADE ME...THE MIGHTY LIONESS...CHAMPION SUPERHEOINE...OF THE AFRICAN NATION OF LUANDA...THE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARDEST
IN MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...AND IN MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...YOUR CURARE....DRUGGING THEM IN THEIR SUPER EROGENOUS FLESH...MY STRENGTH AND STAMINA OF 20 LIONESSES...GONE....UNPRECEDENTED PAIN...UNPRECEDENTED PLEASURE...IN MY HUGE LIONESS BREASTS...
MY MISSION...TO RESCUE YOUNG PRINCE KIP OF LUANDA...HAS BEEN INTERRUPTED FOR THE MOMENT...AS I...MUST NOW ACCEPT THE WILL OF THE GREAT LION GOD...AND BECOME...HELPLESS...AND BECOME...UUUUUN...CON...SCIOUS...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned
Lioness sighed as her dark brown eyes closed behind the slits of the yellow slits of her white lionskin cowl mask as she succumbed to unconsciousness.


To be continued