New Ocelot Woman in New York Story 7

Delancey Street Subway Station.
New York City
9 pm

"Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuh" moaned Christie Lee as her brown eyes slowly opened behind the white slits of the black cowl she wore to conceal her identity when she was fighting criminals in the guise of the curvaceous chinawoman...known as RED DRAGON. However neither her martial arts skills nor her special weaponry prepared her for the trap she had fallen into..as she fell for a ruse...thinking that she was helping Karl Misawa..the former partner of her deceased older sister..NYPD detective Sandra Lee. Instead..she was trapped inside of a shipping container..incapacitated with a special aphrodesiac gas which made her sexual desires for Karl come to the fore..distracting her long enough for a chop behind the head..and clips on her aroused nipples to make her pass out for the first time as Red Dragon.

As she slowly regained consciousness now...Christie was finding it difficult to shake off the lingering effects of the gas..the aching pain in the back of her head..and in her throbbing nipples..as she tried to make sense of what had happened to her and where she was now. "Uhhnnn..My head...my nipples...Where am I...Who's the wise guy who captured the Red Dragon??" sighed Christie as she announced her return to the realm of consciousness. "Ah..So the Red Dragon awakes...in time to meet her end!" declared the voice of a Chinese man. Through her blurred vision..Christie saw three Chinese men..dressed in black standing before her. All bore the tattoo of the Black Tiger Triad on their necks.

She discovered she was bound..hands and feet to the iron railway tracks of the subway..and was startled to see capacitators..attached to each of her nipples. "Uhhnn..Where am I Black Tigers?!..Uhhnn..I feel so out of it..I..can't get free!..Uhhn..Uhhn" groaned Red Dragon as she wiggled her shapely body in futile efforts to break the chains binding her to the tracks. "You have meddled in our affairs too often Red Dragon...You ally yourself with the ex-cop..Misawa..You fight on the side of the enemies of the Black Tigers who plan to take over Chinatown!" declared on gangster. "So it was a trick...You sent a message to Christie Lee...that Karl Misawa was in danger..and you captured me..Congratulations..but what will you do with me now?" blurted the Maiden of Martial Arts as she tried to figure a way out of her predicament..as a subway train rolled into the nearby station.

Flipping a lever...one gangster sent electrical current siphoned from the charge left by the passing train into the capacitators attached to the masked woman's nipples. "Aieeeee!!!!..Pain in my Dragon Nipples!!!..Aieeeee!!!!" declared Christie as her shapely body wiggled in agony. "Uhhhnnn" she sighed as her body relaxed as the charge dissipated. "It hurts doesn't it woman!..That shock is non-lethal..but it will get worse if you fail to answer our questions...Tell us who you are..and where to find the one called Misawa..or you die!!" warned the second gangster. "I'll never tell you that!..I'll get free and stop you first!" quipped Red Dragon in defiance. During this time..the capacitators were charging again. Then another train arrived at the nearby subway station.

The lever was flipped again. "Aaaieeeeeee!!!!....Aaaaaargh!!!!..More pain in my Dragon Nipples...Free charge...Aaieeeeeeee!!!!!!!!" screamed Christie as her body convulsed in agony yet again as this charge took more out of her than before. Her brown eyes fluttered behind the white slits of her cowl mask..her small but pert breasts rising and falling painfully under her costume..as she tried desperately to resist the urge to pass out. "Uhhhhnnn...You know how to hurt me Black Tigers...Uhhhnnn..I..unn..derestimated you..I..can't take another charge to my breasts again..Uhhnnn..it will finish me..." moaned Red Dragon..tottering on the verge of defeat and certain death..as she heard another train coming into the station. "Then female..it is the end of you!" declared a gangster...as he prepared to flip the lever a third time.

The Red Dragon steeled herself...knowing that a final electric shock could prove fatal...as the sounds of the subway train got closer and closer. However before the Black Tiger gangster could throw the lever..a man's voice cried out to them. "Let her go punks!!..Now!!" yelled Karl Misawa as he approached them across the tracks..with his Beretta in hand. The gangster with his hand on the lever moved to call Karl's bluff. "Bad move punk!!" yelled Karl as he shot him once in the head..dropping him to the ground before he could pull the lever. The other two gangsters pulled out their automatic weapons and opened fire at him. The former New York cop dove to the ground to evade the shots..rose in a shooter's crouch and shot both gangsters dead.

However by the time he reached the tracks where he saw Red Dragon was tied to..she was gone..disappeared as if by magic. "Hmmm..Just like four years ago...Vanished without a trace...Better see what info I can get off these punks before the cops get here...and start asking too many questions..I got a hunch there's a connection between these Chinese gang bangers and Carpenter and his crew..one of my old sources tipped me off that Red Dragon got nailed and was here...Guess she's not much for the damsel in distress type..I got a feeling something really major is going on here...Back in Guyana I'd get Kim and Johnny in on this..but those two are on their honeymoon..Whatever this is..It's something I can handle on my own" thought Karl.

Thorne Price Estate
Staten Island
9 pm

Fabian Thorne Price looked at photos that were taken of Johnny Chan and Ocelot Woman together in Guyana which Karen Lagerfeld had given him. "These pictures of Chan and Ocelot Woman are important how?!" asked Fabian with sarcasm..as he detested anything to do with Johnny..who he hated to the core. "This is as big a weakness to the Ocelot Woman as her big breasts...in all of her adventures in Guyana.. Ocelot Woman was seen together with Johnny Chan..it's clear that she has deep feelings for him..Once we kidnap Johnny Chan..we arrange for an imposter to take his place...I have a plan to capture her and make her do whatever we want to..She will have no choice but to obey us..if she wants to see her precious Johnny Chan alive" explained Karen. Fabian nodded in agreement. "I think I have the man who's right for the job" replied Fabian as he picked up his phone.

Three days later
Pierre Hotel.
Manhattan, New York
7 pm

Dressed in a white bathrobe..Kim Parmasar sat at her laptop..analysing the data which was on the chip which Gunther Thorne-Price had given her as Ocelot Woman before his demise...in their suite on the 20th floor of the hotel. Johnny Chan sat nearby..working on his laptop..processing the photos had managed to take before and during the fatal attack on Gunther's yacht which killed the 80-year old industrialist and placed Kim and himself in the middle of a very intricate web of deceit, crime and corruption of the highest order. Johnny glanced at his wife..recalling how she was hurt when she changed to Ocelot Woman to thwart the attack. Though he advised it was best to lay low for a while..Johnny knew Kim would need to become Ocelot Woman again to stop whoever was behind this.

"Johnny..This is amazing...This chip that Gunther Thorne Price gave me..shows his corporate empire was used to conceal a lot of illegal activity..using Irish and Italian crime syndicates in the city to do it...Somehow Karen Lagerfeld has gotten control of these resources and plans to put them to use...We need to stop them" said Kim as she turned to her husband. "I don't know whether that's a good idea Kim..We really have no idea what we're up against...if Lagerfeld is controlling those gangs..that seriously stacks the odds against us...even your super powers as Ocelot Woman might not be enough to defeat them...and I don't like the idea of doing anything to help that spoiled brat Fabian Thorne-Price out of a jam.." replied Johnny.

Kim's brown eyes widened and a quiet gasp escaped from her lips. "I can't believe my own husband just said that!..We made a promise to Gunther Thorne-Price to find out who was trying to kill him and why...Now that he's dead we still have to see this thing through to the end!" said Kim as she stood up before Johnny and placed her hands on her hips. Johnny stood up and closed the gap between them. "No Kim..You made that promise..You and Ocelot Woman..I know you think you're doing the right thing..but I think you should've talked to me first before you placed us in this situation...We're supposed to be on our honeymoon...I don't remember Ocelot Woman being part of that..Have you forgotten that we're married...or did you lose sight of that with your obssession to see Karen Lagerfeld,Werner and Reinhard behind bars" countered Johnny in a harsh low tone of voice.

Enraged by his words..Kim took a step backwards from her husband and started to spin on a single spot...in the middle of their hotel suite. As angry as he was with his wife..Johnny was always in awe whenever she made her amazing transformation into Ocelot Woman..her baggy white robe and her body being enveloped in an aura of golden light. Her head Kim sigh which pleasure as a flimsy and translucent ocelot pelt leotard slowly snaked over her.. covering her brown body which became increasingly curvaceous and muscular as she spun. Her brown breasts were increased by several inches... becoming largely firm and barely protected by the thin fabric... while her black nipples and areolas became very puffy.

As it worked down her body, the leotard formed a thin sliver in between her llarge, muscular thighs...exposing a few wisps of black pubic hair. Her feet were bare save for an erotic golden anklet, just tied above her left ankle. Her trademark golden belt and lasso and twirled themselves magically around her small, curvy waist. Kim's black hair loosened..becoming long and glossy as it cascaded on to her broad and virtually naked shoulders. Gold bracelets snapped onto her wrists and Kim closed her eyes.. letting an ocelot pelt mask caress her face, concealing her identity. Her transformation completed...Ocelot Woman assumed her heroic pose in front of her husband.

Her hands restings on either side of her small curvy waist..her long muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare feet flat on the floor.. her big brown breasts pushed towards him with confidence. "Johnny...You know how much I love you..and that I always will love you...but I cannot be around you when you are like this...I am going out to follow the leads on the chip which Gunther left us..if you are not going to help me..then do not get in my way...We will continue this conversation when I return.." said the sexy Amazon of Guyana as she turned on the balls of her erotic bare feet and dashed towards the window..her big brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side underneath her thin translucent leotard as she ran.

Johnny watched Kim flex her muscular thighs and leap nimbly out of the window..20 stories above the street..landing on the port wing of her mystic powered Oce Jet which took her away into the night skies over New York City. Rubbing the back of his head...Johnny kicked himself for saying the words he said to his superheroine wife. "I love you too Kim..God knows how much I do...it's just..it's just...I need to relax..get some perspective...She's right...A promise was made and it has to be kept..regardless how I feel about Fabian Thorne-Price...I think I'll spend some time in the sauna...that ought to put me in a better frame of mind for when my crime-fighting sweetheart returns...Look out New York..Here comes Ocelot Woman!" thought Johnny as he left their hotel suite..via the front door.

7.30 pm

Seated in the cockpit of her mystic-powered Oce-Jet...holding the flight stick steady in her right hand between her large muscular thighs..her long muscular legs gliding back and forth below her small curvy waist...as her erotic bare feet gripped the flight pedals..her big brown breasts rising and falling slowly beneath her thin translucent ocelot pelt leotard...the beauteous Oceot Woman..the mighty..Amazon of Guyana..piloted her plane over the East River towards the destination which was on the chip which had been given to her by industrialist Gunther Thorne-Price...shortly before his untimely demise. Leaving the bright lights of New York City on the island of Manhattan...Ocelot Woman flew over the dimmer lights of the borough of Brooklyn..and the suburb of Vinegar Hill..one of several enclaves of Irish immigrants in New York.

As she prepared herself to do battle with the criminal elements formely employed by the late industrialist..the buxom masked beauty's mind reflected briefly on the argument she had with her husband before leaving their hotel to investigate and unravel the web of evil created by Gunther Thorne-Price under the guise of legitimate business. The information on the chip was enough to make Ocelot Woman suspect that persons working for the late Gunther Thorne-Price had switched their allegiance to her longtime nemesis Karen Lagerfeld..killed him and were now working with her to achieve a sinister objective. "Oh Johnny..You are right...I did commit us to this without asking you...I know you are angry with me and with Ocelot Woman...but I need you to support me now...this is one of the biggest challenges I will face since the Power Games in Australia...I will make it up to you...I promise..." said Kim to herself as she flew over Vinegar Hill in Brooklyn.

As the mystic-powered aircraft flew over the dimly lit waterfront along the East River..in the vicinity of the Brooklyn Navy Yard..Kim felt her famous puffy black nipples and areolas tingle underneath her skimpy see-through ocelot pelt leotard..and then saw lights flashing on the Oce Receiver that was located in the middle of the control panel in the cockpit. "Ohh..My Ocelot Nipples are tingling..I am sensing evil at work down below!" said the sexy Amazon of Guyana. "Mistress...Your suspicions are correct..I am flying over a warehouse identified as property of Thorne-Price Enterprises...there is criminal activity taking place within its walls" reported the Oce Jet. "Thank you Plane..I will deal with these criminals now...Gain altitude and adopt hovering position until I summon you..." said Ocelot Woman as she eased herself out of the cockpit as the canopy opened.

"By your command Mistress" replied the Oce Jet as the busty Guyanese Amazon eased herself on to the starboard wing of the plane...the cool night air..flowing through her long glossy mane of black hair...and brushing past her curvaceous and muscular brown body..barely clad by her trademark..thin, translucent ocelot pelt leotard. As her Oce Jet flew over the darkened row of buildings along the waterfront..Kim flexed her muscular thighs and descended to earth..her muscular arms raised above her head while her muscular legs were at full stretch..the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet pointed..below her small curvy waist..as she descended from the heavens as an avenging angel of justice.

Landing on the balls of her erotic bare feet on the gravel and asphalt surface behind the warehouse in question..Ocelot Woman made her way..swiftly and stealthily towards it. Her big brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side underneath her thin translucent ocelot pelt leotard..as she sprinted towards the warehouse. A heavy chain and padlock on a side entrance proven to be no obstacle for the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman as she grabbed the lock..and crushed it effortlessly in the palm of her right hand..the door creaked open slightly ad she slipped inside of the old building. However..the buxom masked beauty had no idea that as she entered the old building..her left ankle tripped a laser beam..which in turn triggered a silent alarm.

The sensation of cold concrete registered under the balls of her erotic bare feet..her big brown breasts rising and falling slowly under her flimsy, transparent attire as she stayed within the shadows created by stacks of boxes and crates..inside of the warehouse as she heard the sounds of men's voices and saw lights in the middle of the warehouse..deducing that was where the criminal transaction was taking place.

As she drew closer to the source of evil which her super-powered nipples had detected..Kim's brown eyes narrowed as she saw the familar figures of Neo Nazi mercenaries Werner and Reinhard..as they examined crates filled with Uzi submachine guns. MP-5 assault rifles..shotguns..and pistols.

Looking on as the Neo Nazi duo examined his merchandise was Collin O'Brien..leader of the Shamrocks..a local Irish gang who controlled the criminal activities in this part of Brooklyn and which was one of many criminal syndicates in New York which had been quietly doing the bidding of Gunther Thorne-Price for years. Since his death..the Shamrocks were under new management. "So ye be pleased with the merchandise?" asked O'Brien as he and some of his men stood on watching the Neo Nazis examine the illegal firearms. "Ja!..We take zem all" replied Werner as he prepared to hand over a briefcase filled with money to the leader of the Irish gang. However he was interrupted by the appearance of Ocelot Woman as she emerged from the shadows and announced her intentions.

"Werner, Reinhard...Surrender and come with me peacefully...Your scheme here in New York is over and I am taking you to the authorities!!" declared the mighty Amazon of Guyana as she assumed her heroic pose in front of the Neo-Nazis and the Irish gangsters. Her hands on her small curvy waist..her long muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare feet resting flat on the concrete floor of the warehouse..and her big brown breasts thrust towards them with confidence. "Bloody hell...Who is that?" gasped O'Brien as he and his men were mesmerised by the amazing body of the busty Guyanese Amazon..especially her big brown breasts. "Nein!!..Ist der Vocelot Vuman!!.Kill her or she will send us all to jail !!" snarled Werner as he drew his Luger pistol from under his jacket

Using her uncanny feline agility...Ocelot Woman easily dodged Werner's random fire. Flexing her large thighs..she launched herself towards him. Briefly distracted by the swirls of glossy black pubic hair along the fringes of the thin silver of ocelot pelt between her large thighs..Werner was slow to act as the ball of the buxom masked beauty's erotic left foot made solid contact with his jaw. "Urrgh!!!" groaned Werner as he collapsed unconscious to the ground. "I kill you now big breasted fraulein!!" snarled the burly brute Reinhard as he lunged at the sexy Amazon of Guyana..trying to grab her in his huge arms. "You've never beaten me in a fair fight you dumb brute..and you never will!!" declared Ocelot Woman as she evaded his flailing arms..and drove her right fist hard into his groin.

"Aaaaaargh!!!!" howled Reinhard in pain. O'Brien and his gangsters watched in awe as the mighty Amazon of Guyana grabbed hold of Reinhard..who was clearly four times her size and with no effort whatsover...lifted his massive frame over her head..and then hurl him as if he were a toy..through the air..sending him crashing atop the pile of wooden crates..he and Werner were examining earlier..sending their hidden cargo of illegal firearms spewing on to the floor. Losing heart at the sight of this scantily clad masked woman with incredible strength and super powers...O'Brien and his men lost their nerve. "Run boyos!!..Save yourselves!!" blurted O'Brien as he and the five hardened Irish gangsters turned and bolted out of the warehouse with their tail tucked between their legs.

Ocelot Woman smiled as she watched the Irish gangsters run away..leaving her alone with Werner and Reinhard..who both lay unconscious on the floor of the warehouse...the cache of illegal weapons they were obviously trying to procure..strewn about on the floor for everyone to see. "Now..to turn these two Neo Nazis over to the New York Police..along with these illegal guns they were buying...Karen Lagerfeld is still at large..but she is not my concern right now...Once I turn over Werner and Reinhard to the nearest police station...I will go back to the hotel and make amends with my husband.." thought the big breasted Guyanese superwoman as her mind cast on her husband Johnny Chan and the argument they had earlier.

Preoccupied with thoughts of her husband and how to mend fences with him...Ocelot Woman paid no heed to her famous puffy black nipples and areolas which were tingling like crazy..underneath her thin transparent ocelot pelt leotard..warning her of imminent danger.as a familiar figure..slowly crept up behind her. Before the mighty Amazon of Guyana could act..female hands reached under the spaghetti-thin straps of her ocelot pelt leotard..and skilled fingers starting stroking her famous puffy black nipples and areolas. Their effect on the Ocelot Woman was immediate. "Ehh??...Uuuuuuuuuh...My Ocelot Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuh...Karen Lagerfeld....Uuuuuuuuuh..Taken off guard...Uuuuuuuuuuh..I cannot fight you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..putting some kind of drug on my Ocelot Nipples...it is making them..so...h..aaaaaaaaar..d...Uuuuuuuh..You know my weaknesses too well..Uuuuuuh..so weak..so sleepy...I..I cannot..move.." confessed the sleepy Guyanese Amazon to her enemy.

"Ja..Ocelot Woman...You have fallen into my trap...I have great plans for you..but for now...you vill sleep!" sneered Karen as she thrust her left hand under the thin sliver of ocelot pelt between the buxom masked beauty's large thighs...and started to rub her aroused clit vigorously..probing her cunt...while continuing to fondle her rock hard Ocelot Nipples into sleepy submission. "Uuuuuuuuunh..Not my Ocelot
C..uuuuuuun..tt...Uuuuuuuunh..and my Ocelot Nipples....Uuuuuuunh..at the same time...Uuuuuuuunh...so weak..so sleepy..so helpless...my head is spinning..everything going black...I cannot help myself from..I have to..Uuuh..Uuuh..Uuuh..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed the mighty Amazon of Guyana as Karen made an orgasm explode between her huge thighs. Coupled with the fondling of her hard and erect..famous puffy black nipples and areolas..it was too much for Ocelot Woman to bear. Karen released her grip on her big breasted adversary..and allowed the sexy Amazon of Guyana to collapse to the floor of the warehouse...unconscious.

To be continued.