Yellow Cat and The Dating Game 3



Hope Gardens

Kingston, Jamaica

7 pm



LARA GOODNITE...stretched her shapely arms above her head as she awoke from a peaceful slumber. Climbing out of bed...naked except for the silver bracelet on her left wrist...the 43 year old criminologist...and heiress to the Goodnite corporate empire...felt a great surge of enthusiasm and energy flowing through her body as she walked on to the balcony of her bedroom on the second floor of her private townhouse. As she gazed upon the lights of Jamaica's capital city...spread out before her in all their magnificence...Lara smiled knowing that one of those lights belonged to STANLEY WONG...the man she loved with all her heart...and who she would be seeing later...to confess her true love to him...and to reveal her most intimate secret.



However Lara knew that before that could happen...there was urgent business she needed to attend to. Stepping back inside her bedroom...Lara Goodnite touched the silver bracelet on her left wrist and uttered the magic words. "By the Beauty of Bastet!" she declared.There was a flash of light and when the aura faded several inches had been added to Lara's fabulous chest and legs. Her curvaceous, light brown skinned body was garbed in a flimsy two piece yellow bikini which barely covered her huge breasts and the space between her mighty thighs.



A thin leather belt was entwined around her curvy waist and a cat-o-nine whip hung from the right side of the belt. Her fingernails and toenails had turned golden and become razor-sharp. A yellow feline mask covered her entire head, with cat's ears perking up at the top. Her light brown eyes blazed through a pair of slits in the mask, which exposed the lower part of her nose and all of her full red lips.

Lara Goodnite...criminologist and billionaire heiress...had completed her transformation into the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...known and feared by criminals throughout the Caribbean island as YELLOW CAT.



Richmond Park

Kingston, Jamaica

7.30 pm



Her big brown breasts swaying sexily underneath her thin yellow bra which barely covered them...as her slender muscular arms and long muscular arms moved in tandem with each other...her long mane of glossy black hair flowing in the breeze behind her yellow cowl mask which covered most of her head...except for the lower part of her nose and all of her glossy lips...Yellow Cat made her way across the rooftops of this posh residential estate...every so often...thoughts of Stanley Wong entering her mind as she raced towards her destination. Flexing her muscular thighs...the Busty Jamaican Amazon leapt with uncanny agility from one building to the next.



She moved swiftly and stealthily...retracing the journey which she had made earlier in the day....in her alter-ego of Lara Goodnite...in the company of her boyfriend....Stanley Wong. "Ohhh...Just thinking about Stanley...makes my Super Nipples...feel so hard...Uhh...Got to stay focused Lara...There will be time for that later...when I go to visit Stanley at his apartment...to tell him I love him...and tell him my secret identity... but right now...I have business to take care of....before I can have the pleasure of spending the rest of the night...with the man I love" resolved Lara...as she kept leaping from rooftop to rooftop...heading towards her destination.



When she did...the Busty Jamaican Amazon dropped into a squatting position...on the balls of her erotic bare feet...her hands in front of her...making her big brown breasts bunch together under her thin yellow bra...the muscles of her voluptuous brown body accentuated as she watched the sprawling grounds of the mansion she had been to earlier in the day as Lara Goodnite...with her boyfriend Stanley Wong...to meet with the Steele Agency. Keeping out of sight on the rooftop of the building she was squatting on...Yellow Cat surveyed the grounds of the mansion which was owned by businesswoman Iris Mecca...the mother of Lancelot Holder...the criminal associate of the Black Syrian...who was still at large in Jamaica.



Her brown eyes narrowed in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as she surveyed the grounds. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...observed there were security cameras in key areas...and also a large contingent of uniformed security guards patrolling the grounds. "My suspicions about the Steele Agency are not unfounded...Why would they hire so many security guards?...Have so many security cameras installed?...It seems as if they have something to hide...and I am going to find out what it is" Lara resolved. Dropping on her hands and knees like her feline namesake....Yellow Cat crawled along the rooftop of the building which bordered the east side of the mansion where the Steele Agency was based...looking for a point of entry.



Using her enhanced feline vision...which allowed her to see clear as day in the darkness of night...Yellow Cat spotted a part of the compound...which had s cluster of trees close to its perimeter wall. Waiting until the security cameras their rotated away from her...and a pair of armed guards...in the same area.... continued their patrol towards another part of the compound. Tensing the muscles of her voluptuous brown body...Lara concentrated on her destination...and acted. Flexing her large thighs...the Busty Jamaican Amazon...leapt from the rooftop she was on...her slender muscular arms extended in front of her...her long muscular legs at full stretch behind her...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...curled...as she sailed through the air...easily clearing the top of the perimeter fence.



With exquisite skill...Lara turned her curvaceous and muscular brown body in mid-air...using her momentum to carry her forward. She landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet...on the branches of one of the trees...the golden and razor sharp toenails of the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet....digging into the bark...her slender muscular arms slowly coming down...as she assumed a squatting position...concealed amongst the leafy branches of the tree. The big brown breasts of the Mighty Amazon of Jamaica...heaving slowly up and down under her thin yellow bra...as she maintained her composure...making no sound as she looked towards the mansion...planning her next move.



"I need to make this quick...find out what the Steele Agency is really after...then go to see Stanley..." resolved Lara with a smile on her face...as she squatted on the tree branch...feeling a pair of warm tingles underneath her thin yellow bra...as she thought about the man she loved. Flexing her muscular thighs again...Yellow Cat alighted to the grassy lawn below...and stuck to the shadows...moving stealthily like her feline namesake...towards the mansion. However the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...focused on her mission and seeing her man Stanley Wong afterwards...had no idea that other eyes were watching her.



Through a pair of night vision binoculars in an unmarked van...parked in a nearby sidestreet... the fugitive businessman LANCELOT HOLDER...watched the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she made her way towards the mansion. He grinned as he watched her big brown breasts swaying sexily underneath her flimsy yellow bra...the round firm cheeks of her incredible ass jiggling between the narrow sliver of her thin yellow panty as she moved. "Keep going you stupid super slut!...You're doing exactly as I planned you would...You're gonna help me get even with you...and the Black Syrian....all in one" thought Lance as he kept watching the unsuspecting Jamaican Superwoman...who had no idea that by coming to the mansion...that was owned by Lance's mother IRIS MECCA...she was making herself a pawn in a much bigger game.



Focused solely on finding out the secrets of the Steele Agency and then going to see her boyfriend Stanley Wong...Yellow Cat made her way across the darkened grounds of the compound...which she knew was owned by Iris Mecca...heading towards the palatial mansion at its centre. "Why would Iris Mecca decide to allow the Steele Agency to set up their operations on her own property...and on Dad's request no less...She was always trying to convince Dad I should marry her creep son Lancelot Holder" thought Lara...her big brown breasts...barely contained in her flimsy yellow bra... heaving rapidly up and down...as she kept to the cover of the deep shadows cast by the trees...inching ever closer to the rear of the mansion.



Taking care to avoid being seen by any security cameras...or any of the patrolling guards...Yellow Cat made it to the rear of the mansion without being spotted. Looking towards the lighted windows of the mansion...she spotted her quarry...Bruce Steele...head of the Steele Agency...in what she deduced was his private office inside of the mansion...on the upper floor. Lara's brown eyes narrowed in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she observed him reviewing a file...as he talked with his redheaded female assistant Joann...who was interviewing her earlier. Her feline enhanced vision also allowed her to see miniature motion sensors on the windows of the makeshift office...and the card keys which Bruce used to deactivate similar sensors on the door of the office...as they left the office and he turned off the lights.



Hearing approaching footfalls...Yellow Cat spotted a single guard approaching...and clipped to his belt...as was the same she observed with all of the other guards...were the same card key that Bruce Steele had just used. "Why would a dating agency need such high level security?...It is time I found out why" resolved the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as she readied herself for action...as the guard got closer to her hidden position. As the guard walked past...Yellow Cat pounced. Grabbing him from behind...she clamped her left hand over his mouth...and pulled him off the path he was walking...and dealt him a right hand karate chop to the right side of his neck.



Lara wasted no time in dragging the unconscious guard into some nearby bushes...using his own zip cuffs to hogtie his wrists and ankles together...then shove a thick tuft of grass in into his mouth to silence him...and finally remove his key card from his belt. "You can take the rest of the night off...I am taking this" whispered the Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she got to her erotic bare feet again. Looking up...she saw the light go off in the second storey floor office of the mansion...telling her that Bruce Steele and his assistant Joann had left the room that had been transformed into a makeshift office for the Steel Agency. "Now Bruce Steele...I am going to find out what you're hiding" resolved Yellow Cat.



Looking up towards the second floor of the mansion...ensuring she was out of the range of the security cameras...and no other guards were anywhere close to her location...Lara flexed her large thighs...launching her curvaceous and muscular brown body into the air...the balls of her erotic bare feet making contact with the stone ledge outside the window of Bruce Steel's makeshift office. The golden and razor sharp toenails of her erotic bare feet...lightly gripping the stony surface of the ledge...as she raised the car key she had taken off one of the Agency's hired guards...to the sensor on the window's lock. The light switched from red to green...and the window opened.



Yellow Cat quietly slipped inside of the darkened room...the soles of her erotic bare feet making no sound across the cold tiled floor. Despite the darkness all around her...Lara's feline powers...allowed her to see easily in the pitch blackness...as if it were daylight. On the desk located a couple of feet away from the window...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica spotted a computer...which Bruce Steele had unwittingly left on. Her big brown breasts heaving slowly...up and down underneath the flimsy yellow bra which could barely contain them...Yellow Cat approached the computer...and noticed an entire menu was displayed on the screen. She spotted a flash drive on the desk...next to the keyboard.



"Now to find out what Bruce Steele is really up to...and then I can go and see Stanley" thought Lara with a smile on her beautiful face...as she thought about Stanley Wong...the consultant to her father...Gordon Goodnite...and the man she was in love with. "I certainly did not need a dating service to figure out who's the man I love" she thought as her fingers tapped the keyboard lightly...opening its files. Her brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as she saw their contents. The files stored on Steele's computer listed his wide range of clientele...which included many prominent persons...including politicians, royalty and business people.



The files which the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was reading on the screen of Bruce Steele's computer...showed that several of his Agency's clients...paid him hefty fees for his services...and later transferred vast sums of their considerable wealth into an array of companies which were recommended to them by the Steele Agency.. As her slender figures moved quickly over the computer's keyboard...her brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw a pattern beginning to emerge. "This is all disturbing....Let's see what Bruce Steele has planned for me" resolved Yellow Cat as she opened a file which had the name of her alter-ego... Lara Goodnite.



Lara's brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and a quiet gasp of surprise escaped from her parted glossy lips...between her upper and lower rows of pearl white teeth as she saw a nefarious open up on screen right before her eyes. A scheme which involved manipulation...deception of the highest order...leading to murder. "This is monstrous!!...I have to expose Bruce Steele!!" resolved Yellow Cat as she picked up the flash drive...inserted it into the UBS slot on the side of the flash drive and started to download the data she saw about herself and the real intention which the Steele Agency had for her. "I have to get this to Stanley!...He will help me!" thought Lara...knowing she would be seeing the man she loved soon.



However as she removed the flash drive...after its download was completed...the lights went on in the office. "Well...well...well...What have we here?...The famous Yellow Cat...paying a visit to my humble home away from home...To what do I owe the pleasure of your late night visit my dear?" asked Bruce Steele...as he entered the office...with his bodyguard Bruno and four armed security guards standing behind him...blocking the doorway. Glancing briefly over her right shoulder...Lara saw three guards had taken up firing positions on the ground outside of the mansion...eliminating her use of the window as an escape route.

She walked slowly around the desk...and stood in front of Bruce Steele...allowing him to get a good look at her. Bruce had heard about the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica before coming to the Caribbean island. He had seen photographs of her in the local press. However as she stood before him now in a confrontational pose...Bruce got to see her in the flesh and he was in awe of her. Though she posed a clear threat to his operations...he could not help but admire her striking beauty. Her brown body was simultaneously voluptuous and muscular....barely garbed by a thin yellow bra...that strained to cover the mounds of her massive bust...and an equally thin yellow panty that barely hugged the space between her large muscular thighs.



A thin brown leather belt was entwined around her small curvy waist...with a cat-o-nine whip hanging on the left side of her belt...ready for her right hand to use. Her identity was concealed behind a yellow cowl mask...with cat's ears on top...that covered almost all of her head...except for the lower part of her nose...her full glossy lips...and part of her long mane of glossy black hair... that flowed out the back of her mask...on to her broad shoulders...ending in the middle of her exposed back. Her fingernails and the toenails of the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet ..were golden and razor sharp.

However it was her big brown breasts...heaving up and down underneath her thin yellow bra...which barely contained them...which intrigued both Bruce...Bruno and the guards who were with them. Lara noticed they were staring at her awesome chest...and correctly deduced they were looking at the outlines of her big dark brown nipples against the flimsy yellow fabric of her bra. "These crooks are sadly mistaken if they think they are going to get their hands on my Super Nipples tonight...Time to get this battle underway...so I can defeat them...and go to Stanley Wong's apartment" thought the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



"I know why you are really in Jamaica Bruce Steele!...I have evidence to expose you as a servant of the BLACK SYRIAN...trying to use Lara Goodnite as a pawn to do his bidding to convert Goodnite Enterprises into a conduit for his criminal operations worldwide!....It is all here on this flash drive!" declared Yellow Cat....holding the small object in the fingers of her right hand...displaying it to Steele and his minions. "I'm sorry Yellow Cat...but I can't allow either you or that information to leave this mansion!...I will capture you...and condition you to forget what you have learnt here...reveal your most intimate secrets to me...and serve me...as my slave" said Steele.



"Really Bruce Steele?!" quipped Lara...her brown eyes wide in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and flashing a broad smile...at him...baring the upper and lower rows of her pearl white teeth between her parted glossy lips.

As she smiled at Steele...Bruno and the four guards... the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...slipped the drive under the left cup of her thin yellow bra. "You'll have to come and take it from me!" quipped Yellow Cat...raising her slender muscular arms...spreading her long muscular legs slightly apart...as she assumed a fighting stance." Get her!" Steele ordered Bruno and the four guards who were with them.



The brawny Bruno was the first to attack but as he launched his muscular right arm...his right hand clenched at the end...Lara easily evaded him...twisting her voluptuous and muscular brown body out of the way...balancing on the balls of her erotic bare feet. "Too slow you big ox!" declared Yellow Cat...as she initiated a swift counter attack...swinging her long muscular right leg upwards...flexing her erotic right bare foot. Blinded by the flash of the golden and razor sharp toenails of the curled sexy toes of her erotic right bare foot... Bruno was slow to react...allowing the top of Lara's erotic right bare foot to collide with the underside of his jaw.



Bruce Steele stood in awe of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as she stood over the unconscious form of his brawny bodyguard...who had never been so easily beaten by anyone before. "Do yourself a favour and surrender Bruce Steele...I have got other places to be tonight!" quipped Lara as she stood with he slender muscular arms raised...and her long muscular legs spread slightly apart in a fighting stance...as she faced off against the head of the Steele Agency and the four guards who were with him. Again Bruce could not take his eyes off her beauteous brown body...simultaneously voluptuous and muscular...barely clad in a flimsy yellow bra and thin yellow panty. "The reports of this woman do not do her justice...She will be my greatest trophy" thought Bruce.



"Get her!!...I want her captured alive!!" ordered Bruce to the four guards...who following his orders... opted for their blackjacks instead of their pistols which remained tucked in their holsters...and charged towards the Busty Jamaican Amazon. Flexing her large thighs...Lara leapt towards her oncoming foes...engaging them in combat. She drove the ball of her erotic left foot hard into the face of the first guard. As he collapsed to the floor...Yellow Cat leapt over his falling form...and planted the ball of her erotic right foot into the groin of the second guard. She landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet...as the last two guards came at her...with their blackjacks poised to strike.



"I do not have time for this!!" snarled Lara as she removed her cat-o-nine whip from the thin leather belt that was entwined around her small curvy waist. With lightning speed...and savage ferocity...the buxom Jamaican superwoman...lashed the two guards repeatedly about their bodies...with her whip. Bruce stood in awe...as he watched Lara beat the two guards all the way to the floor...lashing them repeatedly with her whip...until they were motionless. "Now you are mine Bruce Steele!!" snarled Yellow Cat as she reattached her whip to the left side of her belt...and advanced towards the head of the Steele Agency. "Not likely foolish female!!" countered Bruce as he pressed a red button on a nearby wall.



"The alarm!!...You pressed the alarm!!" said Lara...stating the obvious. "Yes!...My guards will take care off you...long enough for me to make it to my second office...where I'll make a phone call...to order an immediate hit on Gordon Goodnite!!" declared Bruce as he ran out of the office and down a dimly lit corridor...as sirens blared throughout the mansion...and more guards responded to the alarm. "No!!" cried Lara...as she bolted off in pursuit of the fleeing Bruce Steele. Her big brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side under her thin yellow bra as she sprinted down the corridor. Her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs moving in tandem...her long mane of glossy black hair.. which flowed out the back of her yellow cowl mask...flailing I the air as she ran...after him...her anger growing with every step her erotic bare feet made against the tiled floor of the mansion. "I'll stop you Bruce Steele!!" cried Lara.

While events were playing out inside of the mansion...Lancelot Holder and Reds Hinckley kept watch from their parked SUV... on a side street near the property...that was owned by Lance's mother...businesswoman Iris Mecca. "Looks like it's going down inside man...We should make a move" suggested Reds...who was itching for action...having been seated in the vehicle with Lance for the last three hours. "Be cool Reds...We'll let Yellow Cat do all the hard work for us......the stupid big breasted bitch doesn't know it...but she's gonna put Steele...Black Syrian and herself...right where we want them...and she doesn't even know it" gloated Lance as he kept watching the mansion through his pair of night vision binoculars as most of the guards...who were patrolling the grounds of the mansion...ran inside to respond to the alarm.



Inside the mansion...Yellow Cat was in hot pursuit of the fleeing Bruce Steele. "Surrender Bruce Steele!!...I am going to stop you from carrying out your evil plans!!" declared the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she pursued him down a staircase that lead from the second floor of the mansion to the ground floor. Her big brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side under her flimsy yellow bra....her slender muscular arms moving in tandem as she felt the hardness of the stone steps beneath the soles of her erotic bare feet as she chased her quarry. Hearing the sounds of approaching footfalls...Lara saw ten more of the Steel Agency's guards approaching.



"Don't kill her!!...Capture her!!...I want her alive!!" yelled Bruce Steele as he made it to the ground floor of the mansion...and the ten guards rushed up the staircase to subdue the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as ordered by their boss. "I do not have time for this!!" snarled Yellow Cat...with growing anger and frustration in her voice...as her right hand reached for the left side of her small curvy waist...and grabbed her famous cat-o-nine whip. Whirling her weapon of choice above her head...the Busty Jamaican Amazon unleashed its fury at her oncoming opponents.



Two guards howled in pain as the whip lashed them across their faces...sending them tumbling down the stairs. Spinning around...balancing on the ball of her erotic bare left foot...Yellow Cat drove the ball of her erotic bare right foot hard into the jaw of another guard...sending him flying backwards...into two more guards...and they joined the other two guards...already at the bottom of the staircase...in an unconscious state. Making her way down the staircase... Yellow Cat cracked her famous cat-o-nine tails once again...with growing rage...as she saw Bruce Steele running away from her. "Get out of my way crooks!!...I do not have time to waste with you!!" declared Lara as she waded into the other five guards...lashing them repeatedly about their heads and bodies...until they were lying helpless on the staircase as she made her way down.



Breathing heavily....her voluptuous and muscular brown body bathed in sweat from her head to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...from her efforts...Yellow Cat forged on...continuing her pursuit of Bruce Steele...who was fleeing down another corridor on the ground floor of the mansion. "Surrender Bruce Steele!!...I am going to stop you!!...And I am going to take you to justice!!" declared the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her big brown breasts heaving rapidly under her flimsy yellow bra...as they swayed sexily from side to side...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs moving in tandem...the coolness of the tiled floor registering beneath the soles of her erotic bare feet as she followed Steele...driven by her rage and determination to protect her father Gordon Goodnite from his diabolical plot...pushing all else to the back of her mind.



Rounding a corner....breathing hard....her big brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down underneath the thin yellow bra which barely covered them... every inch of her voluptuous and muscular brown body gleaming with sweat...Yellow Cat saw Bruce Steele running into a windowless room which appeared to be made out of glass walls and a glass floor. However three more guards...armed with blackjacks came rushing towards her...standing in the way of her getting her quarry...and then leaving for Trench Town...to go to the apartment of her secret boyfriend...Stanley Wong...and tell him she was Lara Goodnite...the daughter of his employer...billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite...and that she was in love with him.

"Hold it right there bitch!" yelled one guard as he charged towards the Busty Jamaican Amazon with his blackjack gripped in his right hand...raised above his head poised to strike. However Yellow Cat had no interest in him or his fellow guards. Her sole interest was in stopping Bruce Steele...exposing his evil plans...and going to see Stanley Wong. Fuelled by her burning rage...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica bounded forward towards him. "You are not going to stop me!!" declared Lara as she thrust her muscular right leg forward. The guard's view was blotted out by the ball of her erotic right bare foot...which was planted in the middle of his face....and he saw stars before he hit the floor.



In a sweeping motion...Yellow Cat let her cat-o-nine whip fly...and it wrapped around the left ankle of the second guard. With a tug of her whip...which she held in her right hand...the Busty Jamaican Amazon sent this guard flying through the air...and he collided into the third guard...both of them collapsing into a motionless heap on the floor...inches away from where the other guard lay motionless. Seeing no further obstacles standing between her and her quarry...Lara charged into the glass walled room that Bruce Steele was standing inside. Her big brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side as her slender muscular arms and long muscular arms moved in tandem.



Every inch of her voluptuous and muscular brown body...was bathed with a thick layer of sweat coating her from her head...to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...which had golden and razor sharp toenails. "Ha!...You lose Bruce Steele!!...I know everything about why you are here in Jamaica!!...It is all on the flash drive I have placed inside my bra!!...You work for the Black Syrian!!...You want to condition Lara Goodnite to fall in love with a man chosen by Black Syrian...and then murder her...and her father...Gordon Goodnite!!" roared Yellow Cat...her anger intensifying by the second...as she was in fact Lara Goodnite.



She was surprised that Bruce Steele made no response...but simply stood with his back to her. "Surrender Bruce Steele!!..I have other places to be tonight!!...After I capture you!!...I have you right where I want you!!" declared Lara...her big brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down...within the confines of her flimsy yellow bra...as she stood with her cat-o-nine whip held tightly in her right hand...her long muscular legs slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the glassy floor of the room. Adrenaline flowing unchecked through her voluptuous and muscular brown body...as a result of her rage...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was unaware of the glass door to the room...closing silently and swiftly.



"Au contraire my dear Yellow Cat...It is I who have you precisely where I want you" replied Bruce as he kept standing with his back to the Busty Jamaican Amazon. A combination of anger...surprise...and arrogance...went through Lara's mind as she advanced towards Bruce Steele...as he stood in the middle of the room...her voluptuous and muscular brown body...bathed in sweat from the top of her head...most of which was covered by her yellow cowl feline mask....all the way down to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...making her golden and razor sharp toenails gleam... the fingers of her right hand tightly holding the handle of her cat-o-nine whip...which she used to dispatch several of his guards earlier.

"What are you talking about Bruce Steele?!...You are unarmed and alone in a closed room with me!!...I am not the one who is trapped!!" declared the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...cracking her whip as she approached him...her big brown breasts...bathed in sweat like the rest of her voluptuous and muscular brown body...heaving rapidly up and down...from her earlier battles against Steele's guards. She found it was unbelievable and irritating that Bruce Steele could be so arrogant in a situation which she believed she had the upper hand in. However Lara was totally unaware of how wrong she was...or that she would soon be made to pay for her mistakes.

Hearing how angry she was...Bruce knew he had done enough to distract Yellow Cat from what his real intentions were. Standing with his back to her...he opened the palm of his right hand...to reveal a small remote he was holding there. Standing with his back to the beauteous Jamaican superwoman...keeping this device out of her sight...Bruce pressed a small button in the middle of this remote. This simple action...transmitted an electronic signal...which was received by his technician...the redheaded Joann...who was sitting behind a control panel in a nearby room...monitoring her boss Bruce Steele...and Yellow Cat via a closed circuit television system.



She immediately began tapping on the keyboard in front of her... and caused the hidden security camera system in the room where Bruce Steele and Yellow Cat were...to zoom in on the Busty Jamaican Amazon. Joann smiled as the camera...on maximum definition...allowed her to see every muscle on the voluptuous brown body of the beauteous Jamaican superwoman...who had no idea that she was under surveillance. "Bruce was right...You are a very fine specimen" thought Joann as she admired the curvature of the sexy toes of Yellow Cat's erotic bare feet... going up the muscles of her strong calves...large thighs...the swirls of black pubic hair peeling out along the fringes of her thin yellow panty that barely hugged the space between them.



Joann admired Yellow Cat's defined six-pack abdomen....and particularly her massive brown breasts...which her flimsy yellow bra...strained to cover...her mane of glossy black hair which cascaded on to her broad shoulders...her wide glossy lips...pearl white teeth...the flaring nostrils of the lower part of her nose...the rest of her head covered by her yellow cowl mask...with cat's ears perking up at the top. The maximum resolution of the security camera also allowed her to see diamond like beads of perspiration...covering every inch of her voluptuous and muscular brown body. Having heard the conversation between Yellow Cat and Bruce Steele...Joann smiled as she knew the Busty Jamaican Amazon had placed herself in her boss' trap...and she pressed another sequence of buttons on her keyboard.

This action caused several vents in the ceiling of the enclosed room in which Bruce Steele and Yellow Cat were...to open silently. Joann smiled as she then pressed another button on her keyboard...executing a plan which Bruce had developed...in the event that the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica were to interfere with the work of the Steele Agency in the Caribbean island. Yellow Cat was unaware of this...as her sole focus was on Bruce Steele...standing with his back to her...enraged by her discovery that his job was to find a husband for her alter-ego...Lara Goodnite...who was an employee of the Black Syrian...would later arrange for her father Gordon Goodnite to be murdered...so Black Syrian could take control of her father's corporate empire.



"This has gone far enough Bruce Steele!!...I am going to expose you!!" vowed Lara...cracking her cat-o-nine whip against the smooth tiles floor of the glass walled room they were in....as she advanced towards the head of the dating service hired by her own father...Gordon Goodnite...to find a husband for her. In the nearby room...Joann kept watching her monitor as Yellow Cat approached her employer...who remained with his back to her. "Why is nothing happening??" wondered Joann...as she focused the camera on the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...moving it up and down her voluptuous and muscular brown body...which gleamed with sweat from her earlier battles with Bruno and some of the Agency's hired security guards...from her head down to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet.



She tapped another sequence of buttons on the keyboard in front of her...watching the screen as Yellow Cat slowly closed the gap between herself and Bruce Steele. Above the head of the unaware Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...the vents in the ceiling opened even wider. Joann began to get increasingly nervous...as she saw the enraged Yellow Cat inching ever closer to her employer...making her intentions crystal clear. "The information on the flash drive I have inside of my bra will give the police all the evidence they need to charge you with a series of crimes!!...Your plan to use Lara Goodnite as a pawn in your scheme has failed!!" declared the Busty Jamaican Amazon...who was in fact Lara Goodnite...criminologist and daughter of billionaire Jamaican industrialist Gordon Goodnite.



Her anxiety increasing...Joann's fingers tapped the buttons on her keyboard rapidly again...widening the vents in the ceiling above Yellow Cat and Bruce Steele to their maximum....as the Jamaican superwoman stood less than a foot away from her boss. Simultaneously she focused the closed circuit television camera over every inch of the voluptuous and muscular brown body of the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "Yes...It's beginning to work" said Joann with relief as she saw a pair of outlines beginning to become distinct against the fabric of Yellow Cat's flimsy yellow bra...as she approached Bruce Steele.



Lara felt her anger rising steadily...as Bruce Steele remained standing with his back to her...refusing to accept defeat...delaying her from doing what she really wanted to do....go to see the man she loved...Stanley Wong...tell him she returned his love...and tell him that she was Yellow Cat. "Bruce Steele!!...I have had enough of you and your delaying!!...You are no match for my super powers!!...I am going to take you and the evidence of your crimes to the police!!...Expose you for the criminal and the fraud that you are!!...Then I am going to...to....I am going...to...." said Yellow Cat...as she began to stutter. "Yes Yellow Cat...What are you going to do?....Is something....wrong?" asked Bruce in a mocking tone.



Before she could complete her sentence...Lara felt a her eyelids starting to become heavy in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and she found herself blinking frequently to keep them open. As her big brown breasts heaved up and down under her flimsy yellow bra....Lara looked down at her heaving chest...and her brown eyes widened with surprise as she saw a pair of outlines...becoming increasingly distinct against the fabric of her skimpy top. Looking past them towards the smooth tiled floor...Lara saw her view of her erotic bare feet...transitioning from clear to fuzzy with increasing frequency from one second to another.



"Uh...Yes...My Super Nipples... They are feeling...strange..." admitted Lara...as she felt a growing stiffness under the cups of her thin yellow bra...and her brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she tried to shake off this strange feeling which was suddenly creeping over her. On her monitor in the other room...Joann was encouraged as she focused on the broad chest of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...and saw a pair of hardening spires forming slowly but surely against the fabric of her tiny yellow top. "Yes!...It's working!" declared Joann...pumping her fists in the air. She tapped a few more buttons on her keyboard...to make things more uncomfortable for the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...who had no idea that the tide had turned against her.



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.

To be continued