Black Tigress in Kidnapped Royalty 2

Undisclosed location
Bengali City
Kingdom of Bengali
7 am

Behind the gold skull mask which concealed his identity..the MAHAR...leader of the SKULL SOCIETY...a centuries old criminal cult...was concerned. He had sent a group of his foot soldiers...known as THUGEES...to kidnap MONICA MASTERS...the American in charge of KKING RAHUL's security...to find out from her the whereabouts of PRINCE RAJ...sole heir to the throne.

The Thugees he sent had returned telling him thet were thwarted by the appearance of a new tiger heroine. The Skull Society's schemes were challenged since the 1940's by descendants of the TIGRESS OF INDIA. But the appearance of this new heroine..the power she displayed...was something he had not planned for. Having acquired a new weapon which could tame any woman...including super heroines...the Mahar was concerned about the appearance of the GOLDEN TIGER.

"This woman must be an agent of one of my enemies!...She could ruin my plans!..This woman must be dealt with...immediately!" vowed the Mahar...paranoia guiding his judgement. He realised what had to be done.

Anerican Embassy
Bengali City
10 am

US Ambassador JOHN COLLINS...welcomed FBI agent JACINTA JACKSON and FBI technician BILLY KWAN into his office. Also present was his security specialist CHAVEZ. Jacinta immediately recognised he was ex US Special Forces. "Agent Jackson...Agent Kwan...Welcome to Bengali..I wish this could have been under better circumstances..." said Collins as he shook their hands.
Billy's brief bubble of pride was burst by Jacinta. " He's tech support...I'm the agent...Can you tell us what's the situation Mr Ambassador?" asked Jacinta. Billy felt disappointed but because he admired the beauteous black agent, he said nothing .

Collins looked at Chavez who brought the FBI duo up to speed. "Some American tourists..all women..have gone missing...it seems they've been abducted by human traffickers" he said. "Fortunately..Bengali is not a place the media can access...so we've been able to keep this quiet for now.." added Collins. "You don't seem convinced this is human trafficking Mr Ambassador" said Jacinta.

Collins was impressed by Jacinta's perception. "In Bengali...There are things which happen which defy explanation...like Tiger Girl" said Collins. "You mean the heroine who operated here in the 1940's?" asked Billy. The Ambassador was equally impressed by Bill'ys knowledge of Bengali's history. FBI Special Agent CHARLIE MORRISON did not exaggerate Jacinta and Billy's skills.

In his mind's eye, Chavez saw the Tiger Girl...a teenage black heroine with a shapely and muscular ebony body. ..barely clad by a strapless white tiger pelt leotard...golden Tiger Belt....white tiger pelt mascara covering the upper part of her face...her hair long
wild shiny and black. He had encountered the Top Heavy Teen on a few occasions. Somehow Chavez felt like if he knew who
she was. Just thinking about Tiger Girl made him feel aroused. He pushed those thoughts to the back of his head.

"I assure my young friend...Tiger Girl is no relic from the past...She's brave young woman... perhaps not much older than my own daughter Sandra...She saved my life recently from a most evil menace...They've been operating here for centuries...They're known as the Skull Society" replied Collins. His words made Jacinta remember her encounter with a mysterious hooded archer who had killed Richard "Big Dick" Stinson back in Washington DC.

She remembered how Stinson was very afraid of whoever he was working for. Jacinta also remembered the archer using something which caused her to suddenly become hot, horny and helpless...before he knocked her off a building and she blacked out in the alley down below. "They are not to be underestimated at all my friends" said Collins. "We'll need all the information you have so we can pick up the trail of the missing women" said Jacinta.

"Chavez will provide you with all the information and assistance that you need...Tonight...I'd like you to have dinner with my daughter and I at our residence...We can talk about other things..." said Collins. "We'd be honoured Mr Ambassador" replied Jacinta as she and Billy shook hands with him...and Chavez escorted them out of the office, so they could begin their mission.

10.30 am.

In another part of Bengali City, LADY LEAH HAVENLOFT had settled into a private villa owned by the British Embassy. Dressed in casual attire after her flight from London, Leah chatted with her husband Major EMILE CHAVAL...via a secure Skype channel. "I'm not comfortable with you going out there on your own Leah...I'm going to come out there" said Emile, dressed in his Royal Marines uniform, Leah smiled at her husband who had been her best friend since childhood.

"I'll be all right Em...You're forgetting I'm BRITANNIA" she teased. "I know but there's FEMINITE involved...You know what it can do" replied Emile to his wife. "I promise I'll be careful...I'll do some investigating...but I'll wait for you before taking any action against this Skull Society" said Leah. "All right...I have a couple days again with the unit in Belgium before we get back to London...Then I'm on the first plane to Bengali." said Emile. "See you then Em...Love you" said Leah as she touched the screen of her laptop with her right hand. "Love you more" replied Emile as he returned the gesture.

Leah then proceeded to look over some files which she requested from the embassy. One in particular caught her attention. Leah looked at a file containing photos of a 50 year old Englishman she knew well. SIR IAN MONTGOMERY. His family were also of British nobility and had opposed her family in many corporate wars, with her family prevailing. A reputed chauvinist, Leah suspected he was involved in the Feminite trade but was never able to prove it. "Why are you in Bengali?" she wondered.

International School
Bengali City
4 pm

Sandra Collins joined the exodus of students leaving the school compound as the bell signalled the end of classes for the day. While many of the other students had thoughts of homework or recreation on her mind...the beauteous 18-year old African American girl had only one thought on her mind. "What was it those Thugees used to nail me as Tiger Girl?" Sandra wondered.

She just couldn't understand how she was winning the fight against some Thugees she was chasing, then she suddenly felt aroused...and then everything went black. Sandra remembered when she woke up the Thugees were gone and she barely made it back to school before anyone realised she was gone. "Once Dad goes to bed, I'll change into Tiger Girl and go looking for those Thugees again" she resolved.

Those thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind as a black SUV...driven by Chavez pulled up in front of her. Sandra was aroused and surprised as the handsome Latino bodyguard, his muscular athletic body framed by his suit...alighted from the SUV...to open the left rear door for her. "Hey Chavez...You're early...What's up?" asked Sandra as she got into the back of the SUV.

"Your father's orders Sandra...He's having a special dinner at the house later with some guests from the FBI...he wants you to be there" replied Chavez. The teenage girl fumed silently. "This will delay me going out on patrol as Tiger Girl to find the Thugees and find out what they're up to" thought Sandra. On the other hand, it gave her another chance to be close to Chavez...who she had a crush on...remembering how good his hands felt on her enhanced ebony body when she was Tiger Girl. "Ok" replied Sandra as she got into the SUV.

Royal Palace
Bengali City
6 pm

Monica Masters was in her office in the palace...looking at the gold ring on her right middle finger. As the former US Army Ranger looked at the seemingly ordinary piece of jewellery...she reflected upon the events which led her to come into its possession. "I don't understand any of this...but this ring appeared when I was in danger from those Thugees...and it changed me into a super heroine...I never felt so powerful...so sexy in my life...it's like the power which created Tiger Girl...chose me to become Golden Tiger..but why?" wondered Monica.

Putting those thoughts aside, Monica leafed through the letters which were on her desk. "The Skull Society must know that King Rahul ordered me to find Prince Raj and keep him safe...They want to get to him before I do...All the more reason for me to find him first" resolved Monica. One particular letter caught her interest. Monica opened it to find black and white photos of a particular section of Bengali City.

Her blue eyes focused on the image of a young man in a crowd of people in a bazaar. The image was blurry but his profile fit that of the teenage prince who had disappeared and was believed to be hiding amongst the poor and homeless of the city. "This has got to be a challenge from the Skull Society...They think they know where Raj is and they want me to know they can get him...I'll change into Golden Tiger and go there tonight" she resolved...eager to become her sexy and super powered alter-ego.


In another part of the city, at the British Embassy, Lady Leah Havenloft opened an envelope which came special delivery there to her. The beauteous aristocrat opened the envelope to find colour photos of a mansion and its address in the city. Leah found a letter inside. She opened it and read its contents. "The answers you seek are here...The Skull Society awaits you...Come alone...Tell no one...Britannia."

A gasp escaped from Leah's glossy pink lips. Her green eyes widened behind her designer glasses."They know my secret identity?!.
How???!!" thought Leah. She knew this was a trap. But it was also an invitation which Britannia could not refuse...lest the world learn she was Lady Leah Havenloft.

US Ambassador's residence
7 pm

Sandra Collins came downstairs in a frilly pink dress and matching shoes..where her father US Ambassador John Collins was waiting to greet their guests. "You look lovely my dear" he said. "Thanks Daddy" replied Sandra with a smile as he kissed her on her right cheek. The teenage girl would have preferred to be clad in her skimpy attire and out on the prowl as Tiger Girl.

This was the one part of being a diplomat's daughter that she didn't like. Socialising with some of the people her father had to interact with as part of his duties. She hoped she could find some way out of this so she could change into Tiger Girl and go look for the Thugees who knocked her out days earlier. As the butler opened the front door of the mansion, Chavez escorted FBI Agent Jacinta Jackson and FBI technician Billy Kwan inside.

Sandra found herself looking in awe at the adult African American woman...the way the contours of her shapely athletic ebony body hugged the fabric of the red dress she was wearing.. the way her black hair was styled atop her head...and her black high heels.
The younger Korean American with her was about her age and was wearing a grey plaid suit and fitting the profile of a techno geek. Sandra observed the way Billy was glimpsing at Jacinta.

"Agent Jackson...Mr Kwan...Good of you to come..Allow me to introduce my daughter Sandra" said Collins. Sandra shook hands with Billy and then Jacinta. As their hands touched...the two women looked at each other briefly...a strange but common sensation being experienced by them simultaneously. "Have we met before?" asked Sandra. "No..but I think we'll see a lot more of each other" replied Jacinta.

As they walked towards the dining room..Collins talking with Jacinta...Sandra walked behind..looking a little nervous...and glanced in Chavez's direction..silently admiring his muscular frame highlighted by his suit...wondering whether Jacinta knew she was Tiger Girl. Billy saw this and took note.

9 pm

In a seedy part of the city's southern fringe which was dominated by slums..a voluptuous and muscular female figure moved swiftly across the rooftops. Her long mane of wild golden hair flowing behind her..her huge firm golden tanned bust bobbing sexily...clad only by gold tiger pelt patches over her enhanced nipples and areolas...a gold tiger pelt g-string barely covering the space between her massive golden tanned thighs...her blue eyes focused in the slits of her thin gold tiger pelt mask which covered the upper part of her face....her muscular golden tanned arms and long muscular golden tanned legs moving in tandem as she sprinted effortlessly over the rooftops of rundown buildings...Monica Masters revelled in her new identity as the Golden Tiger.

Flexing her massive golden tanned thighs...Monica leapt into the air...enjoying the feel of the cool night air against her virtually naked voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body...through her long mane of wild golden hair...between her fingers...and between the sexy toes of her erotic bare golden tanned feet. "I could get used to this" thought Monica with a smile...feeling more empowered than she had ever felt in her life.

Alighting to the rooftop of one of many old apartment buildings in this district, one the balls of her erotic bare golden tanned feet... Golden Tiger strolled towards the edge of the rooftop. She assumed a heroic pose...her hands resting on either side of her broad curvy waist...her long muscular golden tanned legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare golden tanned feet resting flat on the crumbling concrete surface...even spaces between her sexy toes which had glossy golden claw like toenails... her huge firm golden tanned bust pushed forward...under the backdrop of a full moon...Monica looked down at the street below.


Her enhanced feline vision allowed her to see in the dark...and she saw a group of six Thugees...wearing their trademark crimson and black uniforms entering an abandoned factory across the street. "The tip I received was spot on...The Thugees have a lead on Prince Raj...There are homeless people living in buildings like that...Raj could be in there and they're going to capture him...Not if Golden Tiger has anything to say about it" resolved Monica. Flexing her massive golden tanned thighs again...Golden Tiger alighted to the street...below...and sprinted swiftly into the darkened factory behind the Thugees without a second thought.


Inside the factory...the Thugees raided the makeshift tents of the homeless people who were there...beating them in the process with their blackjacks as they questioned them. "The prince!...Where is Prince Raj?!"...Speak?!" they cried as they knocked down the tents and beat the homeless people inside the factory...sending several of them fleeing in terror. "Leave them alone!!" cried Golden Tiger as she leapt into the fray. A Thugee turned and tasted the ball of her erotic bare golden tanned right foot against his jaw before he could defend himself.

Landing on the balls of her erotic bare golden tanned feet....Monica charged towards the other five Thugees as they rushed towards her. A left hand karate chop struck a Thugee in the neck and he crumpled to the ground. Leaping over his falling body...Golden Tiger drove the ball of her erotic right bare golden tanned foot into the middle of another Thugee's face. The force of the blow rocked his head back and sent him rolling along the cold concrete floor of the old abandoned factory.


"Stop the big breasted female!" snarled a Thugee as he made several swings at Monica with his blackjack but twisting her voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body...she evaded all his efforts. "Is that all you got?!" quipped Golden Tiger. As the Thugee missed with another swing...Monica floored him with a powerful left uppercut to the jaw. She made light work of the last two Thugees...taking them out with a rapid fire left and right fist combination.

Seeing all of the Thugees down and out in front of her...Golden Tiger assumed her heroic pose again. "The name's Golden Tiger punks!...Get used to hearing that name!...Fun time's over...I've got other places to be and things to do...You're going to tell me why your buddies attacked Monica Masters...and why you're looking for Prince Raj...Start talking or you'll get more of what I just gave you!" declared Golden Tiger with confidence...standing with her hands resting on either side of her broad curvy waist...her long muscular golden tanned legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare golden tanned feet resting flat on the cold concrete floor...even spaces between her sexy toes which had glossy golden claw like toenails... her awesome firm golden tanned bust pushed forward.

The Sexy Soldier Woman thought the battle was over. At that moment, Monica felt her enhanced nipples shoot to attention under the gold tiger pelt patches covering the summits of her huge firm golden tanned breasts. She turned around to see a bald headed muscular man.. about eight feet tall advancing towards her in the darkened interior of the abandoned factory. "Eh? What?!" gasped Monica.

"Foolish female!...MOJO will crush you!" snarled the brute...clenching his huge hands into fists. "So it talks...Come on big boy...Show me what you got!" quipped Golden Tiger as she raised her muscular golden arms and spread her long muscular golden tanned legs slightly apart...assuming a fighting stance. With a snarl...Mojo charged towards her and launched a huge right fist. Golden Tiger somersaulted over his massive frame and Mojo's right fist went right through a concrete wall that was behind her.

As he turned...Golden Tiger leapt towards him...planting the ball of her erotic left golden tanned bare foot in the middle of his face. Monica was surprised as the blow staggered Mojo briefly...but he shook it off and came charging like an enraged bull again. "Mojo will crush you!!" snarled the brute as her tried to strike the Ample Chested American again...but she used her tiger agility to evade his punches...and he ended up smashing some old equipment and decaying wooden crates instead.


"AAAARGH" groaned Mojo...as Golden Tiger drove her right fist into his gut.. He swung his left fist at her again but missed. Monica attacked again...delivering the ball of her erotic left bare golden tanned foot into the middle of his back. "ARRRRGH" groaned Mojo again. He lunged towards the Sexy Soldier Woman but she evaded his attack again...and he went through another wall again. Monica's blue eyes widened in the slits of her gold tiger pelt mask which covered the upper part of her beauteous face...as Mojo got up again...and charged towards her.


"Stand still!...So Mojo can crush you!" snarled the bald headed brute as he hurled several punches at Golden Tiger. "Not a chance big and ugly!...You're all brawn and no brain!...You can't match my speed and agility...I've just got to stay out of your reach...You're going to burn yourself out...and then I'll take you out...like I did you little playmates!" quipped Monica...dancing and leaping around Mojo.

She believed her new found super powers and military training would keep her one step ahead of her foe who was a dim-witted brute. But Monica Masters had never heard of Mojo before...or of how he bested the famous TIGER WOMAN OF INDIA...in many battles. Seeing that Mojo's body movements were becoming sower with each passing minute as he used more energy to try and hit her...Golden Tiger saw this was the moment to take the offensive to her opponent.


"Game over big fella!" declared Monica as she leapt towards Mojo...her muscular golden tanned arms raised above her head...her fists clenched...as she focused her strike on the top of his head...as he staggered before her in the darkened interior of the old factory. Having totally committed herself...Golden Tiger was unable to do anything...as Mojo suddenly raised his bald head...and red laser beams shot out from his eyes towards her.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" cried Monica...as she took the brunt of the surprise laser beam attack directly in her awesome firm golden tanned bust...and was sent hurtling through the air...crashing through two concrete walls and then into a stack of rusty oil drums which clattered around her as she rolled along the cold concrete floor. Golden Tiger leapt to her erotic bare golden tanned feet...determined to strike back. But the Ample Chested American got another surprise.

"Uuuuuuuh...What's going on...My nipples...I mean...Uuuuh...My TIGER TEATS...They are...so...haaaaaaaard….Making me think...about sex...with every guy...I ever had it with...Brain foggy...Becoming....dizzy...Feeling weak...Starting...to get sleepy" blurted Monica. Mojo took advantage of her predicament. "Mojo make Tiger Breasts hurt!!" snarled the brute as he dealt Monica's awesome rack a stinging slap with the open palm of his huge calloused right hand.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Golden Tiger rising on the balls of her erotic bare golden tanned feet...her head thrown back...her muscular golden tanned arms raised in the air. Mojo followed up with a left fist to Monica's eight pack golden tanned abdomen.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUF" groaned the Sexy Soldier Woman...her curvy upper body doubling over...the blow knocking the wind out of her lungs...and lifting her off the floor...the sexy toes of her erotic bare golden tanned feet tensed like those of a ballerina.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Golden Tiger as Mojo held her right muscular golden tanned arm and beat her against the concrete floor like a rag doll three times. He then tossed her to the six Thugees who had by this time recovered from the earlier beating they got from her.

As she landed on the concrete floor on her round tight golden tanned ass...one Thugee quickly pulled her muscular golden tanned arms behind her back...binding her hands together at the wrists.

A second Thugees took out a gold chain with a glowing green stone..slipped it over Monica's head and let the stone drop between her awesome golden tanned cleavage.

"Uuuuh...What is that?...Uuuuuh...Tiger Teats..
Haaaaaaard...Tiger Cunt...Uuuuuuh..wet...Uuuh
...so turned on...Uuuuuh..Uuuuuuuuh" moaned Golden Tiger...wiggling helplessly as the other Thugees approached.

Her long muscular golden tanned legs were stretched below her broad curvy waist...her erotic bare golden tanned feet bound together by ropes that were wrapped tightly around her ankles.

"Struggle is futile...No female can resist the power of Feminite" sneered a third Thugee as he tied another chain around Monica's waist...another Feminite stone dropping between her massive golden tanned thighs...resting on the middle of her gold tiger pelt g-string.

"UUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUH..UUUUUUUUUUH..
UH..UUH..UUUH..UUUUH..UUUUUH..UUUUUUH..UUUUUUUH...UUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
uuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Golden Tiger her voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body surging in the grips of the Thugees...as the Feminite brought her to an overwhelming orgasm...her hard and erect big nipples lactating through the gold tiger pelt patches atop the summits of her huge firm golden tanned breasts...her gold tiger pelt g-string soaked between her massive golden tanned thighs.

"NNNN...NNNN...NNNNN" complained Monica into a thick cotton pad that a fourth Thugee clamped over her nose and mouth...forcing her to inhale the copious amount of chloroform that had been soaked into the pad.

To intensify the effects of the Feminite and the chloroform...two Thugees pinched and rotated Monica's hard and erect big nipples through her gold tiger pelt patches...another rubbed her clitoris under her wet gold tiger pelt g-string..one held on to her wrists..and another held on to her ankles.

The Thugees smiled as they watched the struggles of the Sexy Soldier Woman's voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body become slower and slower...as she had no choice but accept the inevitable.

"NNN..NNNN..NNNNNN..Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn" cooed Golden Tiger...staring with sleepy blue eyes at the Thugees...until her head sagged between her huge firm golden tanned breasts...her blue eyes closing in the slits of her gold tiger pelt mask...her voluptuous and muscular goldwn tanned body going totally limp as she surrendered to unconsciousness.

To be continued