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Yellow Cat and the Black Syrian



Ministry of National Security

Kingston, Jamaica

4 pm





Renowned criminologist DOCTOR LARA GOODNITE had been summoned to a meeting at the offices of the Ministry of National Security. A 43 year old attractive brunette ...she wore a baggy white business suit and low heeled black leather shoes..her large handbag slung over her right shoulder as she entered the office for her meeting with Jamaica's National Security Minister...a handsome man with thining brown hair..also in his 40's named Robert Clark.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice Doctor Goodnite.." said Clark as the lady criminologist took a seat before him..crossing her legs as she did. "Your phone call sounded urgent Mr Clark...How can I be of assistance to you?" asked Lara..as she looked at Clark from behind her black Perry Ellis designer spectacles. Her father being Gordon Goodnite..one of the most influential businessmen in Jamaica....made Clark wonder why she chose the profession of criminologist...rather than living off her millions... or finding a husband...settling down...to have a family.



Then he recalled Lara's reputation for being direct in what she said...sometimes to the point of being blunt. It made Clark wonder if this is the reason why Lara did not have a man in her life. Maybe it also had to do with her conservative attire as well. Maybe did not help her to get many dates. Pushing those thoughts to the back of his mind...Clark focused on the matter at hand. "Jamaica is facing a very serious situation Doctor Goodnite...We've received intelligence of a major criminal entering our country in recent days...and this has sparked a recent series of crimes in the city...We suspect they're drug related..." he said.



"It seems to me these crimes are very well orchestrated...Quite possibly the work of a single criminal mind... I'll do what I can to help Mr Clark..."replied Lara with a brief smile across her face...which Clark thought could be beautiful...if only she'd get rid of the glasses. "Could you arrange for all the latest information which the police have on these crimes to be forwarded to my office in the morning?" asked Lara as she got to her feet. "Of course Doctor Goodnite..."replied Clark as he shook hands briefly with the lady criminologist and watched her walk out of his office.

"Wonder why Lara Goodnite doesn't have much of a social life?..Her dad's wealthy...You'd think any eligible bachelor in Jamaica would want to date her. Little did Robert Clark..or anyone else for that matter...know..there was a special reason why Doctor Lara Goodnite..created such an impression to those who she interacted with in her public life. Returning to her private office in downtown Kingston...Lara dropped her handbag in a nearby chair and removed her designer glasses from her face. "I'm supposed to be at Daddy's party tonight...but I'm not in the mood for that...There's something else I prefer to do..." said Lara as she touched a silver bracelet on her left wrist.

"By the Beauty of Bastet!" she declared...and was immediately engulfed in an aura of golden light.


Kingston, Jamaica.
9 pm

A shapely silhouette swung over the rooftops of the city...undetected by pedestrians and motorists on the streets below. The silhouette was that of a beautiful woman who possessed an amazing brown body that was powerfully muscular..but at the same time sexily feminine. She boasted a fabulous chest with a pair of huge firm breasts..that threatened to spill out of a thin yellow bra which strained to cover her chest. The

flimsy garb did little to conceal a pair of wide chocolate brown areolas with a pair of thick chocolate brown nipples...that capped the peaks of her mighty mounds.

A flimsy yellow panty barely covered the space between her large soft muscular thighs. A thin leather belt was wrapped around her small curvy waist and a cat-o-nine whip hung from the right side of the belt. Her fingernails and toenails were golden and razor sharp. A yellow feline mask covered most of her head..save the lower part of her nose and all of her full red lips. Cat's ears perked up on top of the mask..while a thick clump of shiny black hair flowed from under the rear of the mask..hugging the back of her neck..and on to her broad shoulders. A silver bracelet adorned her left wrist.

This was the beauteous lady vigilante known throughout Jamaica as...YELLOW CAT. What people didn't know was that behind the mask of the buxom Jamaican Amazon was...criminologist and heiress...Lara Goodnite. Lara sighed with pleasure as she felt the cool night air brush against her virtually naked body...watching past the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet at the unsuspecting public below her. "I couldn't wait to get out of that meeting with Robert Clark...and out of my stuffy suit...and into my crime fighting flimsies as Yellow Cat...Little does anyone suspect my true identity and what Lara Goodnite does in her social life" thought the busty Jamaican superwoman with a smile on her face.



Pushing that thought to the back of her mind..the sexy Superwoman of Jamaica focused on the matter at hand which caused her to tell her father...billionaire Gordon Goodnite that she would be late for a dinner party he was hosting at his mansion. "Daddy is always throwing these parties...Hoping that I'll fall for some of the young men he invites...maybe get married...give him some grand children...I don't have any time for that...not when I've got these super powers...and can beat up any man..." thought Lara with pride as she swung with uncanny feline agility over the streets of Jamaica's capital city...the muscles of her curvaceous brown body fully accentuated as she did do.



"Robert Clark is cute...but he's not man enough for me...I..." thought Yellow Cat. Suddenly...her mental link with the stray cats that prowled the streets of Kingston...alerted her that her criminal quarry was close at hand. "Looks like it's party time!" quipped Lara with a smile...flexing the muscles of her curvaceous brown body as she swung in the direction that would lead her to her criminal quarry. The trail led the beauteous Jamaican Amazon to the city's waterfront...and a warehouse where a drug deal was in progress. Releasing her grip on her cat-o-nine whip...which she used for swinging...and reattaching it to the belt that entwined her small curvy waist... Yellow Cat alighted into the midst of the drug traffickers...announcing her presence and stating her intent clearly...to the drug traffickers.



"Your late night shift is over!" quipped Lara as she raised her muscular left leg and planted the ball of her erotic left foot hard into the middle of a trafficker's chest. "Who the hell is that?!" yelled another trafficker as he reached for his pistol under his jacket. However Yellow Cat's reflexes were faster...as she drew her cat-o-nine whip. "You think you're a big man with you big gun?!" quipped the Superwoman of Jamaica as she lashed out with her whip."Aaaargh!!" groaned the trafficker as the whip stung him in his left hand...forcing him to drop his gun. Cracking her whip again...Yellow Cat sent another drug trafficker staggering into some nearby wooden crates...revealing packages of cocaine inside.



"So you fiends are selling cocaine on the streets of Kingston!....Selling them to innocent children no doubt!" quipped the beauteous Jamaican Amazon... with anger in her sultry voice... as she lashed another trafficker across the chest with her whip...sending him sprawling along the ground. "Allow me to introduce myself...My name's Yellow Cat...and I'm going to shut down your drug smuggling operation and bring you all to justice!" declared Lara as she holstered her whip and stood with her muscular arms raised...and her muscular legs slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the ground...watching her fallen foes. "Now gentlemen...You have questions to answer...Who will be first?" asked Yellow Cat...as she strolled towards them.



Before she could interrogate the criminals...the busty Jamaican superwoman was alerted to the squeal of car tyres...just outside of the warehouse. "Looks like your employer is trying to escape boys!...Stay here...I'll be right back!!" declared Yellow Cat as she sprinted out of the warehouse...her large brown breasts swaying sexily underneath her skimpy yellow bra...as her muscular arms and legs moved in tandem...as she pursued a black BMW sedan that was fleeing the scene. "Ha!...This car's no match for my feline speed!...So ends another successful night of crime fighting!...Whoever's in that car is not going to escape!" declared Yellow Cat as she flexed her muscular thighs...and leapt towards the speeding car.



However the beauteous Jamaican Amazon was premature in her declaration of victory...as a shiny silver cylinder was hurled out of the sun roof of the speeding car...directly at her...while she was in full flight. "Eh?!!...Something being throw at me?!!...Ha!...You're foolish if you think this ordinary thing can..." began the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. Her sentence was interrupted as the cylinder emitted a beeping noise...then there was a flash of light...and an explosion a split second later...as what the Jamaican Amazon thought was a harmless object came into close proximity with her curvaceous and muscular brown body.



"AHHHHHNNNNNN!!!!!!" sang Lara...her head thrown backwards...her muscular arms dropping on either side of her curvy upper torso...her long muscular legs tense...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden razor sharp toenails...as the force of the explosion sent her hurtling backwards through the air at terrific speed...away from the getaway vehicle that she was trying to stop...after interrupting the drug trafficking operation at a warehouse along the city's water font. Taken completely by surprise by the sheer intensity of the explosion contained inside what she incorrectly assumed to be a harmless object...Yellow Cat knew she could do nothing but accept whatever happened next.



Seeing the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica flying through the air...the drug traffickers she had bested so easily minutes earlier...hastily gathered their cocaine packages and cash...dumped them into separate getaway cars...and sped off in different directions...not staying around to see what happened next to the curvaceous crime fighter. The force of the blast sent Yellow Cat...crashing through the window of another warehouse...ten feet away from the one where the cocaine trafficking was taking place. "Aaaaaaargh...My nipples...stinging like fire...explosion has turned my bra into tatters...have to let it fall off my chest...feel dizzy...can't think...have to act...have to catch those crooks...before...." said Lara as her expansive chest was exposed...as her bra fell away...as she hurtled through the air.



However Yellow Cat was unable to complete this sentence...as she slammed into a towering pile of old oil drums with a sound like thunder...and the drums came crashing down around her."Ooooh...the salty sea air...making me feel cold in my nipples...got to shake it off girl...Those crooks think they've gotten the better of me...Got to get after them..." resolved Yellow Cat...thinking herself to be safe...angling her curvaceous and muscular brown body as she fell to the ground...with oil drums falling around her. Again Lara made another grave miscalculation...as the balls of her erotic bare feet made contact with the cold asphalt floor of the warehouse.



"Ohhh!!...Oil on the ground...leaking from the drums...the ground is slippery under my feet...I can't stand up...I'm falling!!" blurted Yellow Cat as her long muscular arms and legs went flailing in the air as she fell to the ground on her back. Lara's brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw several oil drums falling directly towards her. "Oh no!!...I can't get away in time...from..." blurted the busty Jamaican Amazon...her sentence being interrupted again...as the oil drums piled on top of her...pinning her flat on her back to the oil covered asphalt ground. "AAAAAAAARGH...MY BREASTS...BEING FLATTENED...PAIN...SO MUCH PAIN..HAVE TO GET FREE" declared Yellow Cat..as her ample brown mounds were squashed by the large metal oil drums.



Her curvaceous and muscular brown body writhing underneath the mass of large steel oil drums...the busty Jamaican Amazon...tried to use her incredible feline strength to free herself from this most unexpected predicament. However in doing so...Yellow Cat went from one predicament directly into another which also took her completely by surprise. "Ugggh...The ground is covered with oil...its feels mucky between my toes...the ground is slippery...have to get a footing...to get these drums off my...Oooooh...What's happening...My nipples...Ooooooh...the cold metal of the drums...making contact with my nipples...rolling over them...as I move...They're...They're getting...so...hhh...hhh...haaaaa...rrrd" blurted Lara...as she felt the cold steel making intimate contact with her big chocolate coloured nipples and wide chocolate areolas...as she tried to get the drums off her naked chest.



"Uuuuuuuuunh...Criminals getting away...I have to stop them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...but my big nipples...getting...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...I can't handle it...when any man...touches them...touches my breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Steel....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...so cold...rolling over my nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...I'm getting...sleepier...and...sleepier....drums so heavy...too many of them...flattening my breasts...like the pancakes...I had for breakfast...today...No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...can't...get...free...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the buxom Jamaican superwoman...as she allowed the sexual fantasies she kept repressed in her alter-ego of Lara Goodnite to filter into her mind.



"No....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...My hardening nipples...making me think...about Robert...Robert Clark...Uuuuuuuuuuuh......want his hands...on my breasts...want him to squeeze them...Uuuuuuuuuuh...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cold metal...arousing my big nipples...as the drum...rolls over my huge breasts...drums on top...weighing me down...ground...slippery with oil...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh...must stop criminals...but....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...don't want to...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara..as her eyelids became progressively heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw images of the handsome National Security Minister...firmly massaging her big brown breasts...in her mind as she fantasied him doing.



Her long muscular legs gliding back and forth below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet with golden razor sharp toenails...clutching in futility at the oil covered ground around her...unable to find any inch of solid ground...to help her stand up...her muscular arms...lying limp and useless past her head that was pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair....her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...Lara Goodnite had no choice but to embrace the inevitable."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...this can't be...Uuuuuuuuuuuh... happening...but...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...it is...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't let any man...touch my breasts...or I become helpless..." blurted the busty Jamaican Amazon as she wiggled helplessly underneath the pile of huge oil drums...inside of a darkened warehouse along Kingston's waterfront.



"Should have gone...to Daddy's party...instead...I have oil drums...on top of my chest...my huge breasts.....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...being flattened...every time...I move my body...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...can't use my feline strength...to free myself...because...Ooooooh

...every time I move...Uuuuuuuuuuunh...cold steel...of the drums...keeps rolling over my big nipples...making them...sooooo...haaaaaaaaaaard...can't stop thinking about...Robert...Robert Clark...want his hands on my breasts...his fingers playing with my big nipples...never been...turned

on...like this...have to let the crooks...get away...have to...think...about...sex...have to...go to sleep...my big hard nipples...are making me...become...Uuuuuuuuuun....connn...sciousssssssssss"

moaned Lara as her brown eyes slowly closed in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...the tension evaporated from her beautiful face and her curvaceous and muscular brown body...as she lay still

...under the pile of oil drums...surrendering to unconsciousness....thinking about what her father would be saying about now.



to be continued
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Yellow Cat and the Black Syrian 2



Port Royal

Jamaica

9 pm


Gordon Goodnite...80 year old billionaire businessman...fumed as he checked his gold Rolex wristwatch for the tenth time for the evening...as he stood in the courtyard of his hillside mansion...looking out at the bay and the glittering lights of the nearby capital city of Kingston. "Damn it Lara!...You've done it to me yet again!" grumbled Gordon...angry that his 43 year old daughter...the sole heiress to his estate...was not at the lavish dinner party he was hosting. Many of the top officials of his company as well as....influential persons in the sphere of business and politics in Jamaica were at his mansion...to discuss his latest business venture which could benefit the Caribbean island as a whole and not just Goodnite Enterprises.



Removing himself from his guests for a moment...Gordon contemplated what Lara's latest refusal to comply with his wishes was about. While he admired his daughter's fiercely independent will...her unparalleled stubbornness was a problem...as she always refused to do what he wanted her to do...and arguing with her was a lost cause. "Mr Goodnite..." said a man's voice interrupting his thoughts. "Who?!" snarled Gordon as he turned around...to see a Chinese man in a black blazer...white cotton shirt...black slacks and black leather shoes standing behind him. "I'm Stanely Wong...I believe you got my resume a couple days ago..." said the Chinese man...who Gordon estimated to be at least a year younger than his beloved daughter.



Gordon looked into Stanley's brown eyes...shielded by large rimmed glasses...and saw flashes of someone with quicksilver intelligence. "Wong...Yes...I'm sorry...I just wasn't expecting you this soon..." said Gordon as he shook hands with the younger man. "I got any earlier flight in...I'm still in the process of finding an apartment...but I thought I'd report in for duty...Your letter to me said you wanted a preliminary report on the Habib Corporation...I took the liberty of doing up some numbers..." said Stanley as he handed a brown leather dossier to Gordon...who immediately took it and started to study its contents.



He smiled...impressed by the thoroughness of his new consultant...who came highly recommended from the United Nations...in researching the holdings of the Habib Corporation...that was owned and operated by one SAMUEL HABIB...considered one of the richest men in Qatar and possibly the Gulf region. "This is good work Wong...Habib is due to arrive in Jamaica by the weekend...I've invited him to be my special guest at the Kingston Derby...I don't need to impress upon you the importance of this deal..." said Gordon as they walked down towards the deserted pool area.



"Yes sir...Men like Habib are men of honour and tradition...They pride themselves on loyalty and a duty to family..." replied Stanley. Gordon raised his eyebrows...again impressed by the astuteness of this young man...who came recommended as a top financial consultant by the UN. An idea formed in Gordon's mind as he remembered about Lara's absence from the party. He could not afford for her to be absent from the Derby...seeing she could certainly impress Habib to do business in Jamaica. "I'm glad you said that Wong...that brings me to your next assignment...my daughter...Lara..." said Gordon as she showed Stanley a photo of his daughter.



Stanley lowered his glasses a bit..as he studied the beautiful face of Lara Goodnite...framed by shiny shoulder length black hair. "She's beautiful sir" said Stanley. "Yes...but fiercely stubborn and uncooperative when it comes to my affairs...Don't get me wrong Wong...I love my little girl dearly...but she can be too strong willed for her own good...and mine...go ahead and get settled in...but I'll need you to make sure she comes to the racetrack this weekend...Here's her address" said Gordon as he handed one of Lara's business cards as a criminologist to his new aide...hoping he would succeed where others had failed.



Days later

Hope Gardens

Kingston, Jamaica

6 am



Lara Goodnite revelled in the pleasure of feeling the cool water against her naked body as she swam laps in the pool of her private townhouse. Her shapely arms and legs moving in tandem...as she did her morning exercise...swimming from one end of the pool to the other. When she felt she had enough exercise...Lara emerged from the pool...with water gleaming on every inch of her shapely brown body... her cocoa brown nipples perky atop her large breasts...her shoulder length black hair damp and draped against her head and the back of her neck...her neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair...draped between her large thighs...her ivory coloured fingernails and toenails also gleaming from the pool water.



Wearing only her special silver bracelet on her left wrist...Lara sauntered naked out of the pool...over towards her laptop which was resting on a nearby table...close to the entrance to her living room. Sitting with her right leg crossed over her left leg...Lara tapped the keyboard with her slender fingers...as she accessed the files on crime activities in Kingston...which she had requested from National Security Minister Robert Clark...cross referencing them with information she was able to source...in the guise of her sexy and super powered alter ego of Yellow Cat. "The crimes appear to be random...but there's something about them...which suggests an organised mind at work..." thought Lara.



"Daddy's left a tonne of messages on my phone...wanting me to come to the racetrack today...to meet some rich Arab from Qatar...That is so boring...I have better things to do than...." thought Lara. Suddenly...her thoughts were interrupted as she heard the front doorbell ring. "What?!...Who the hell could be here now?!!...Daddy probably sent one of his 'yes men' to come and bring me to the racetrack....We'll see about that..." thought Lara angrily as she stood up and grabbed a white bathrobe as she stormed towards the front door of her townhouse. Standing outside of the townhouse...a company car parked behind him...Stanley Wong waited.



Dressed in an ordinary grey suit...white shirt... red tie...and black leather shoes...Stanley Wong found himself being nervous. "Keep it cool Stanley...It's just the boss' daughter...How hard can this job be? he thought to himself. The answer to Stanley Wong's question came as the front door swung wide open...and he found himself standing face to face with the beauteous Lara Goodnite. "Yes?!...Who are you?!!" asked Lara bluntly as she stood with her hands on her hips...her bare feet flat on the tiled floor of her townhouse... pushing her shapely bust towards her uninvited and unexpected guest.



"I...Uh...Uh...Uh.." stammered Stanley as he found himself inadvertently staring at the shapely brown mounds of Lara's wide chest and the patch of black pubic hair between her large thighs...that were exposed to him...because Lara...in her haste...forgot to tie her robe. "How dare you look at my breasts and my cunt!" declared Lara as she slapped Stanley on his left cheek with her right hand. She was more surprised than angry that her father's new employee was so bold to be watching her exposed breasts and genitals



"Oww!" groaned Stanley surprised by the intensity of her slap...but he was not staggered. "Sorry Miss Goodnite...I couldn't help but notice...how beautiful you are...Your photos in the newspaper don't do you justice" replied Stanley as he rubbed his jaw. His words sank into Lara's brain as he temper cooled...and she had to admit to herself that had she taken the time to tie her robe Stanley would not have watched her body. With no visitors...especially male ones ever coming to her townhouse...Lara Goodnite often took the liberty of walking around the house...totally naked or half naked.



Having gotten an eyeful of how beautiful Lara Goodnite was...and remembered how he wondered why she didn't have a husband or man in her life.... Stanley concluded that her blunt attitude was the answer to his own question. Lara was about to hit him again...when she realised that she did not tie her robe...offering Stanley an unexpected glimpse at her naked body. She also got a chance to get a better look at him. "Looks like another nerd that Daddy hired...but he's not Jamaican...and not that bad looking...Oooh...I feel a little dizzy in my nipples...Having him see me like...No...I am not attracted to him..." thought Lara feeling a brief warmth in her chest and between her thighs.



"I'll give you that one four eyes!...Who are you?!...What are you doing here?!" demanded Lara...quickly regaining her composure and resuming her original pose....still leaving her robe loose...so Stanley could admire her breasts and genitals. "I'm...Uh...I'm...Uh...What I mean is...

...I'm Stanley Wong...I was hired as a new consultant to your father a few days ago..." said Stanley. "That's supposed to impress me Stanley Wong?...I've never heard about you...and my father's employees are of no interest to me...He can hire a hundred more like you...You're boring me" quipped Lara...waving her right hand in a dismissive manner. However Stanley was not about to back down from her challenge. "He sent me here to escort you to the racetrack today...That's my job" replied Stanley.



Lara was about to give Stanley another insult...when she held her tongue. "Maybe I can have some fun with this dweeb...at Daddy's expense...He's seen me part nude...and I can tell he liked what he saw...if he thinks I'll show him more of my body...he'll do whatever I want...and let me do whatever I want to him" she thought. "All right Stanley Wong!...I'll go with you to the racetrack...not because I like you...but because my father will fire you if you fail...but we go the way I want....Understand?!" asked Lara rhetorically. "Certainly Lara..." began Stanley. "That's Miss Goodnite to you!...Now wait here like a good boy until I come out!" quipped Lara as she slammed the door in Stanley's face. "This is going to be a long day" sighed Stanley.



Barracks Race Track

East Kingston

Noon



Seated in the left side passenger seat of Lara Goodnite's sleek red Porsche....Stanley Wong held on for dear life...as Lara...her shoulder length black hair worn loose...wearing small pearl earrings...a thin pearl necklace around her neck...a sleeveless pale orange dress...and open toe black high heel shoes...weaved the sports car into and out of traffic as they sped towards their destination. "You're looking uncomfortable Stanley Wong!...Never had a woman drive you before?!" teased Lara...with a mischievous smile on her full red lips. "I'm all for equal rights Miss Goodnite...Can we just arrive in one piece?! replied Stanley. "Men..." grumbled Lara as she drove through the gates of the racetrack...and turned sharply into a reserved parking spot.



Extending her shapely legs...Lara got out of the car...and picked up her purse...while Stanley...got out...staggering slightly from the high speed they were travelling at. As they were about to head towards the club house...where her father Gordon Goodnite had a VIP box...a teenage Negro boy wearing dirty clothes...approached them. "Hey nice car bro....How about a wax n wash?...Hey baby..." asked the boy...whose name was Jimmy Jones...as he admired both the car and Lara...thinking she was Stanley's date. Lara...already in a foul mood because of Stanley seeing her semi-nude...was not about to let that remark go without reply.




"The car's mine little boy!...Don't touch it and don't insult me!...You can't afford either one!...Now go before I call the manager and get you fired!" snapped Lara. Shocked by her blunt words...Jimmy Jones beat a hasty retreat...thinking that Lara would carry out her threat. The sight of Lara mistreating the young boy...caused something inside of Stanley to click. "That's uncalled for Lara!" said Stanley as he stood in front of her. Lara gasped...surprised that Stanley would dare speak to her like that. "You're not the boss of me Stanley Wong!...I'll speak my mind whenever I want...and to whoever I want!...and don't call me by my first name!" snapped Lara as she leaned towards him...offering a glimpse of her shapely bust.



"No problem Miss Goodnite!...But that doesn't give you the right to belittle other people...just because you're a spoilt rich girl....who's used to getting her own way!" countered Stanley. As she formulated her response...Lara could not help but be silently impressed by the way he was standing up to her. "Stanley Wong thinks he's better than me?!...How dare he presume to...." thought Lara as she prepared to deliver one of her stinging criticisms. However before she could answer...Lara caught a glimpse of a cat on the rooftop of the nearby stables...and her feline connection kicked in. She knew she had to get rid of Stanley.



"I've had enough of this!...Tell my father whatever you want!...I hope he fires you!" yelled Lara as she stormed off through the crowd of spectators entering the club house to witness the day's race card. Stanley was about to go after Lara when he abandoned that thought. "Bah!...She's probably going off to sulk in a corner somewhere...Let her go...I'm not being paid for this!" thought Stanley as he joined the persons entering the clubhouse and headed for the VIP boxes where the elite gathered to watch the horseraces. He gave little thought to where Lara Goodnite was going or what she was going to do. Little did he know that this was exactly what she wanted him to think.



Walking as quickly as her high heels could take her...Lara Goodnite...slipped behind the stables...hiding herself behind some bales of hay. After checking to ensure that she was alone...Lara stood with her shapely legs slightly apart and touching the silver bracelet on her left wrist intoned..."By the Beauty of Bastet!" The utterance of those simple words...caused Lara Goodnite to be bathed in an aura of golden light...as she initiated an amazing transformation process...feeling incredible strength and sexuality flowing through her...as her shapely body reformed itself.



When the light faded....Lara's dress...under garments and shoes were gone. Several inches had been added to her already shapely chest...making her breasts huge...round and firm. Her long legs...were also considerably enhanced as well. She now sported a voluptuous and muscular brown body...barely garbed by a flimsy yellow bra...which barely covered her mountainous mounds...and a thin yellow panty that barely covered the space between her mighty thighs. A thin leather belt was entwined around her curvy waist...with a cat-o-nine whip attached on its left side. The fingernails of her strong hands...and the toenails of her erotic bare feet...had turned golden and become razor sharp.



A yellow feline mask covered the top of her head...with cat's ear's perking up at the top. Her brown eyes blazed with courage and determination through a pair of slits in the mask...which exposed the lower part of her nose...and all of her full red lips....while a plume of her glossy thick black hair...flowed out of the back of her mask...reaching the middle of her exposed back. "I'll deal with that rude Stanley Wong later...Right now...It feels good to get out of those clothes and back into action as YELLOW CAT!" declared Lara. After checking to see that her flimsy attire was in place...the busty Jamaican Amazon sprinted off towards the location that her feline friend had told her telepathically about.



At a stall at the far end of the stables...far removed from the public eye...a group of five thugs...their faces covered by ski masks...and wearing dark clothing...were preparing to steal their prize...Gordon Goodnite's prized stallion...CRYSTAL STREAM...that was scheduled to compete in the feature event of the day...the Annual Kingston Derby. They had already drugged and bound the stallion's jockey and trainer. "Come on!...We gotta get this horse outta here before the race starts!" ordered one of the thugs as the other four thugs tried to lead the free spirited stallion out of its stall and towards their truck that was parked near to a service entrance.



They were startled by the sudden appearance of Yellow Cat on to the scene...mesmerised by the rhythmic swaying of her huge brown breasts that were barely covered by her thin yellow bra. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was enraged at what these common criminals were attempting to do...and she could not help but feel a kinship to the noble white stallion. "You crooks are not taking that horse anywhere!" declared Lara as she flexed her large thighs and launched herself towards her enemies. "Ugggh!" one thug grunted as he tasted the ball of her erotic left foot as it connected with his jaw. Twisting her voluptuous and muscular brown body in mid air...Yellow Cat planted the ball of her erotic right foot into the groin of another thug.



"Oooogh!!!" he wheezed...collapsing to the hay covered ground. "It's Yellow Cat...I'll..." yelled the third thug as he reached for his pistol. However Lara was faster...drawing and lashing out with her cat-o-nine tails."Aaarrh!!!" yelled the thug in pain as the whip stung him in his left hand forcing him to drop his gun. Holstering her whip...the busty Jamaican Amazon...felled him with a left hand karate chop to the throat. Then nimbly leaping over the back of the noble stallion...the sexy Superwoman of Jamaica... dropped the fourth thug with a right fist to the middle of his face. "You've lost again criminals!...Now I want some answers!...You're going to tell me who...." began Yellow Cat as she approached the last thug...believing the battle to be won.



However the beauteous Jamaican superwoman's overconfidence caused her to lower her guard at a most inopportune time...as she made another grave miscalculation. Spooked by the attempts to spirit him away...and the resulting battle by humans seeking to have control over him...Crystal Stream neighed and reared up its hind legs. "Whoa boy...I am your...." began Lara...raising her muscular arms as she tried to calm her father's stallion. However the horse...unaware of what the Jamaican heroine was trying to do...repaid her efforts in the cruellest of ways possible.



Neighing in panic...Crystal Stream raised up his hind legs and with an almighty thrust...planted his hooves directly into the ample brown chest of the brave...masked and bikini clad woman...who was trying to save him. "Friend....AAAAAAAAAARGH" declared Yellow Cat...throwing her head back...as she felt her huge firm brown breasts flattened by the force of the stallion's steel horseshoe covered hooves. The blow was powerful enough to knock the busty Jamaican Amazon off her erotic bare feet and send her flying into Crystal Stream's stall as the stallion bolted. "You two get the horse!...You two...Deal with that super bitch!" ordered the thug leader.



Two of the thugs rushed inside the stall as Yellow Cat landed hard on the hay covered ground...with her muscular arms and legs flailing in the air. "Ooooooofff!" groaned the big breasted Jamaican crime fighter...disoriented by the unexpected "reward" she got from the noble white stallion. Knowing what to do...and determined not to let their buxom opponent get the better of them a second time...the two thugs pounced on her. Yellow Cat was trying to clear the cobwebs from her brain...when she saw the gloved hand of one thug reach towards her massive brown bust...and yank off her flimsy yellow bra...prompting an immediate comment.



"That's right creeps!...I have the best breasts in Jamaica!...I get very angry when anyone takes off my bra!...Now I'm going to..." snarled Yellow Cat in anger. However the second thug followed up with his partner's action...quickly rubbing a thick white rag over the mountainous mounds of her expansive brown chest. "UNNNNH....HA....UNNNNNNH...HOW IS RUBBING THAT RAG...OVER MY CHEST GOING TO STOP ME...UNNNNH...YOU'RE FOOLISH...UNNNH...

UNNNNNH...UNNNNNNNNNNH.....UNNNNNNNNNNNNNH...UNNNH...UNNNNH" groaned Lara as the thug vigorously worked his rag over her chest...rapidly massaged her naked brown bust...which was throbbing in severe pain from the powerful kick she received moments earlier from her father's horse.



Meanwhile in his VIP Box...Billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite checked the gold wristwatch on his left wrist. He was expecting the arrival of his special guest...Qatari billionaire Samuel Habib soon...and his daughter Lara was nowhere to be seen amongst his other guests who were already in the box...for the purpose of watching the race and meeting Habib...who had expressed an interest in doing business in Jamaica. The time for the running of the feature race of the day...the Kingston Derby was getting closer and Gordon was not about to tolerate his daughter's stubbornness today.. Gordon sighed inwardly.. No matter what he did..he just could not seem to convince his only child to settle down with a good man and start a family


As he contemplated these thoughts...Gordon saw Stanley Wong enter the VIP Box...but his daughter was not with him...and he motioned for Stanley to approach him. "Wong...Where's my daughter?...I specifically instructed you to escort her here..." began Gordon Goodnite in low and annoyed voice. Using his quick wits...Stanley defused the billionaire business magnate before his temper got the better of him. "She's here sir...I came with her...We had a little difference of opinion...and she said she wanted to freshen up a bit...make a good impression for Mr Habib...I see he hasn't arrived yet..." said Stanley. "You're good Wong...Your reputation as a trouble shooter was not exaggerated" replied Gordon.



"I suggest you use the extra time before Habib arrives to find my daughter and escort her here to meet my guest" he added. "Yes sit" replied Stanley and walked out of the VIP Box. "Have to give the boy credit...Not many men would take up the kind of challenge that my dearest Lara presents..." thought Gordon Goodnite as he accepted a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and went to mingle with his guests inside of the VIP Box. Meanwhile...Stanley made his way through the thick crowds of people entering and leaving the clubhouse...searching for Lara Goodnite. Sitting on a bench near the ladies room...Stanley watched as well dressed female socialites..walk in and out...but no sign of Lara. "I wonder where she could be?" wondered Stanley as he waited.



However the answer to Stanley Wong's question was to be found inside of the stall of Crystal Stream...the prized white stallion owned by Gordon Goodnite...that was billed to run in the Kingston Derby. Inside the stall...Lara Goodnite...in the form of her sexy and super-powered alter ego of Yellow Cat...was writhing helplessly...her muscular arms pinned to the floor by a masked thug...her long muscular legs kicking wildly in the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...curled with tension...while two other masked thugs...vigorously rubbed each of the mountainous brown mounds of her broad naked chest with thick white rags.



Changing into Yellow Cat...Lara had ditched her father's new aide Stanley Wong...to deal with a crime taking place at the race track. However things had once again gone terribly wrong for the beauteous Jamaican Amazon...who found herself in yet another predicament...which for reasons she could not explain...she was in no hurry to get out of. "UNHH...YOU CROOKS MUST READ ABOUT ME IN THE TABLOIDS...UNNNNNNH...THEY TALK A LOT ABOUT MY BREASTS...UNNNNNNH...YOU'LL BE SORRY WHEN I GET FREE...UNNNNNH...UNNNNNNNNNNNH" quipped Yellow Cat as she continued to writhe furiously on the hay covered floor of the stall...as one masked thug used his knees to pin her muscular arms to the floor...while the other two masked thugs...each vigorously massaged each of her naked huge brown breasts with their thick white rags.



"The bitch is strong!...I'm having a hard time pinning her down!" said the thug sitting on the muscular arms of the busty Jamaican Amazon. "UNNNNH...YOUR PLAN ISN'T WORKING CREEPS...RUBBING A PAIR OF WET RAGS OVER MY NAKED BREASTS...ENJOY YOURSELVES NOW...IT'S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE I GET FREE...THEN I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS...UNNNNH...UNNNNH" quipped Lara as glaring angrily at her masked opponents as she continued to struggle against them...wiggling on the floor...her muscular legs flailing in the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...curled in tension as she tried to use her feline strength to get free and turn the tables on them. However the thugs wielding the thick white rags were persistent.



With their comrade pinning the muscular arms of the beauteous Jamaican superwoman to the floor...they alternated...with one of them.. massaging her naked broad brown bust...with his rag...while the other thug...poured fresh doses of chloroform from the dark brown bottles each of them carried...into his rag....and then reapplied...rubbing it vigorously over every inch of the mountainous terrain of Lara Goodnite's greatly enhanced...naked chest. "UNNNH...YOU FOOLS ARE BORING ME NOW...UNNNH...IF YOU THINK...THIS IS GOING TO STOP ME...RUBBING THESE WET RAGS ALL OVER MY BREASTS..I'M A VERY BUSY SUPER HEROINE...I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS..." quipped Yellow Cat as she continued to struggle on the hay covered floor of the stall.



Flexing the muscles of her curvaceous brown body...the busty Jamaican Amazon prepared to break free...as the two thugs with the thick white rags...kept on vigorously rubbing them over each of her exposed...firm...huge brown mounds...rotating them in a clockwise...then an anticlockwise direction. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS...I'M BREAKING FREE NOW...THEN I'M GOING TO BEAT YOU...AND TURN YOU OVER TO THE POLICE..." declared Yellow Cat as she felt her feline strength surging through every muscle and every sinew of her curvaceous brown body.



However just as she was about to execute what was a routine move for her to free herself...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica got a surprise. "YOU FOOLISH MEN...NOW...I....I....I...." said Yellow Cat...unable to complete her sentence...as she only just began to realise that something was not right. "You'll do what bitch?" sneered the thug leader as he and the other thug who had the thick damp white rags...kept rubbing all over each of the busty Jamaican Amazon's mountainous brown mounds...which were now starting to gleam with the liquid that was soaked into the fibres of the rags. "I...I...I am...beginning to feel funny...in my big nipples...What you have on these rags?...I let you rub it all over my chest...It's not...It's not...water...What...What is it...???" said Lara...her brown eyes widening in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she got the feeling she was in big trouble now.



To be continued
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Yellow and The Black Syrian 3



Barracks Race Track

Kingston, Jamaica

1 pm



STANLEY WONG checked his watch again...as he sat on a bench inside of the club house...his eyes fixed on the ladies room in the club house...as well dressed women entered and left...mixing with the hundreds of people who had gathered at the race track to witness the day's card of horse races. A newly hired financial consultant at the Jamaica conglomerate of Goodnite Enterprises...Stanley's new employer...billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite had charged him with an assignment that was not within his normal job description. Gordon had ordered him to escort his 43-year old daughter...LARA GOODNITE to the racetrack so she could help him welcome his special guest...billionaire businessman SAMUEL HABIB from Qatar...who he was hoping to sign a business deal with.



As he waited Stanley recalled his first meeting with the heiress to the Goodnite empire. Stanley recalled seeing photos of Lara at Gordon's mansion a few nights ago at a dinner party which she was supposed to attend but did not...to the annoyance of her father. She was about the same age as he was...give or take a couple months. Stanley later did his own checks on Lara Goodnite and found out she had a lot going for her than her looks. He was silently impressed that despite her father's billions...Lara opted not to spend the life of the typical rich girl...working as a criminologist...whose advice was well sought by Jamaica's National Security Minister Robert Clark. Stanley also found out she was a former beauty queen in her teen years and had a black belt in karate.



Stanley had not personally met Clark but knew Clark was 100 percent politician and bureaucrat...who despite his great oratory skills...had no real knowledge of matters of national security...and definitely not the things he knew in a another life...which he was hoping to put behind him. His mind then replayed the image of a virtually naked Lara Goodnite...her shapely brown body barely covered by a loose white bathrobe...which she had forgotten to tie. before coming to open the front door of her townhouse. He could not help but gaze upon her incredible body...which gleamed thanks to the water from her pool...especially her ample bust...and the neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair between her large thighs...earning him a slap and rebuke from Lara.



As he checked his watch again...and saw no sign of her...Stanley knew her father was getting anxious for Lara to come to the VIP Box before the start of the feature race...the Kingston Derby...in which his prized stallion Crystal Stream was highly favoured to win. He was also aware that Habib had a horse of his own...the stallion Damascus... in the race as well. As he grew impatient waiting for Lara Goodnite to come out of the ladies room...Stanley Wong decided to take matters into his own hands. "Got about an hour before the race...Can't help but feel that Lara Goodnite's trying to get back at me for having seen her naked at her place...She could be trying to get me fired...Lady...you got another thought coming" thought Stanley as he got up from the bench and retraced his steps back towards the parking lot where Lara's Porsche was still parked.



"She's still here...but where could she have gone?" wondered Stanley as he focused his mind to the matter at hand. In his mind's eye...he remembered Lara walking next to him as they headed to the VIP Box to meet her father. Using his skills from another life...Stanley retraced the steps that the wealthy heiress took. His brown eyes narrowing slightly behind his glasses...Stanley stooped down...his right hand touching the concrete surface of the ground. His fingers could feel indentations...made by the heels of a woman's shoes..and based on their depth...and his estimation of Lara's height and weight...Stanley deduced they were hers. "Why did she go to the stables?...Only one way to find out..." he resolved and made his way through the thick crowds in that direction.



Meanwhile...in the stall which belonged to Gordon Goodnite's champion stallion Crystal Stream...his daughter Lara...in her alternate identity as the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...known throughout the Caribbean island nation as...YELLOW CAT...was finding out something else. Being warned of evil afoot at the racetrack...due to her feline mental connection...Lara ditched her father's new employee Stanley Wong...to change into Yellow Cat and carry out her secret mission to fight crime and protect innocent people in Jamaica. The busty Jamaican Amazon discovered five masked thugs trying to kidnap Crystal Stream...and engaged them in battle.



She was winning...until the stallion became spooked and rewards her efforts to save him...with a strong kick in her mountainous brown mounds. Stunned by the blow...Yellow Cat was hurled inside of the stall. Two thugs ran off after the horse...while the other three grappled with her inside of the stall...at the far end of the stables...far removed from the excitement taking place closer to the racetrack. Being men...the big breasted Jamaican crusader was angry but not surprised that they took off her thin yellow bra...as many men the island desired them. She scolded them as she struggled against them...paying little attention to the fact that two of them were rubbing damp white rags all over her naked chest.



However that was slowly changing. The thugs wielding the rags were smiling under their ski masks as they vigorously and generously rubbed their thick white rags over every inch of each of her mountainous mounds...seeing their smooth brown surface...being polished to a high mirror shine. "Unnnh...What is on your rags criminals?...It...It is not water..." blurted Yellow Cat...as she felt the muscles of her voluptuous brown body...becoming increasingly sluggish with each passing second. Her long muscular legs flailed slower and slower in the air...tension beginning to evaporate from her erotic bare feet as her sexy toes..with golden and razor sharp toenails...began to relax.



The thugs with the rags made no reply...but kept on religiously massaging each of the Jamaican superwoman's beauteous brown breasts with their rags. They were pleased to see Yellow Cat's long muscular legs fall limp to the hay covered floor of the stall...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...twitching slower and slower...as they followed the specific instructions that were given to them...should she intervene to stop them from doing the job they were hired to do. For her part...the busty Jamaican Amazon...was now struggling more to make sense of what was happening to her...as opposed to struggling to get free and defeat her enemies. She soon became aware of sensations she never felt before.



"Uunnh...The liquid on your rags criminals...You have rubbed it all over my big breasts...including my super sized nipples..." blurted Yellow Cat as one thug kept her muscular arms pinned to hay covered floor of the stall...while the other two kept on rubbing their thick white rags over every inch of the naked mountainous bust of the voluptuous vigilante...her impromptu comments directing them where to concentrate their efforts.

"Uuunh...My....My super nipples...Uuuuh...They getting hard...Uuuuuh...Never feel like this...They feel good

...I getting...weak...I getting...sleepy...Uuuuuuh...You making me...Uuuuuuh...I...I...getting...stupid.." confessed Lara...her eyelids becoming heavy...her brown eyes starting to become glassy... in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and a broad toothy grin plastered on her beautiful face...as her huge brown breasts were rubbed relentlessly by the two thugs with the damp white rags.




As each of her mountainous brown mounds were rubbed with the thick damp white rags...they each gleamed with a hazy aura...and the big cocoa coloured nipples which capped the summits of Lara's enhanced breasts...were quickly made erect...hard...and shaped like bullets...as the thugs wielding the rags...massaged the liquid soaked into the rags fibres...deeper and deeper...into the awesome chest of the beauteous Jamaican Amazon...watching with growing interest and arousal...the effects it was having on the once Feisty Feline. "Uuuuuh...You not answering my question...This never happen to me before...Uuuuuuuh...My super nipples hard...I feeling stupid...feeling tired...want to sleep..." sighed Yellow Cat...with a superficial smile on her face...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her cowl mask ...the movements of her voluptuous and muscular brown body... becoming more sluggish...as her enemies drugged her into docility.



"The bitch is out of it...just like the boss...said she would...Quick...tie her up!" ordered the thug leader as he took the rag of the other thug...and holding one in each hand...used them to massage the enlarged naked mounds of Lara's enhanced chest...as one thug used some strong rope in the stall to tightly bind her erotic bare feet together at her shapely ankles. "Uuuuuuuh...You tying me up...Super Nipples hard...feel stupid...feel sleepy...not fight back...Uuuuuuuuh" groaned Yellow Cat...her head sagging between her mountainous brown breasts...as the rags were rubbed over them by the thug leader...as the third thug...pulled her muscular arms behind her back...using some more rope to bind her hands at the wrists.



At that moment...the same stable boy...Jimmy Jones...who the Jamaican Amazon had encountered earlier as Lara Goodnite entered the stall. "Hey...Your buddies got the horse...Whoa..." gasped the teenage boy as he observed them tying the hands and erotic bare feet of a masked...topless and top heavy woman...who he knew from reading about her in the newspapers. "It's Yellow Cat!" said Jimmy in awe...mesmerised by the struggles of her voluptuous and muscular brown body. The thug leader tossed the rags aside...allowing Jimmy to gaze on her big thick cocoa coloured nipples...that capped the summits of her massive brown mounds...and were a hardened and erect state.



"You did good kid...Letting us in here...Now we got the horse...Here's a gift from the boss..." said the thug leader...as he handed the teenage boy a thick wad of US dollars. Lying on the hay covered floor of the stall...her hands and erotic bare feet tightly bound by ropes...all Lara could do...as a result of her huge hard and erect cocoa coloured nipples...was wiggle helplessly and stare at them with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. "Uuuuuh...No...will stop you...but feel stupid...sleepy...can't get free..." blurted Yellow Cat as she strained to break the ropes binding her...but for the first time in her career as a super heroine...she could not do it.



"We gotta split before the big race starts...Have a bonus kid...and keep hero lady here company..." said the thug leader and the other two thugs with him walked out of the stall...and went to join their two comrades who had caught Crystal Stream before the stallion got anywhere near the crowds of people entering the clubhouse to watch the races. Jimmy Jones did not give his criminal associates a second thought...having been paid for his services and now been left alone with the busty Jamaican Amazon who he had heard so many tales about...on the streets of Kingston which was his home...having been orphaned at a young age.



Her head reeling from powerful feelings of dizziness and fatigue...emanating from her huge hard and erect cocoa coloured nipples.. Lara stared with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask at the blurry image of Jimmy Jones as he knelt next to her...as she lay flat on her back before him...her hands and erotic bare feet bound with strong ropes. Her mountainous brown breasts exposed to the teenage boy...who was drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Through her hazy vision...Lara recognised the face of Jimmy Jones who she had rebuked earlier...now gazing lustfully at her significantly enhanced chest...extending his hands towards her heaving mounds. "You boy...Do not touch my breasts...Or you....in big trouble" warned Yellow Cat...still wearing a stupid smile on her beautiful face...her sleep-filled brown eyes glaring through the slits of her cowl mask at the teenage boy...flexing her muscular arms and legs in futility to break the ropes binding her hands and erotic bare feet.



Jimmy ignored the warning of busty Jamaican Amazon...many years his senior...lowering his hands slowly on to each of her huge brown breasts. He was amazed at how firm...soft...and smooth they were...as his fingers explored them. "Hands off my breasts...You underage boy...Wait till I get free" quipped Lara..as she stared in surprise...sleepiness and anger at Jimmy as he started to grope her massive brown bust with his bare hands. He was particularly drawn to her big thick cocoa coloured nipples...and the wide cocoa areolas that surrounded them...atop the summits of her mighty breasts. "My Super Nipples...Ooh...You are rude...I will punish you...for this..." quipped Yellow Cat as Jimmy kept on fondling her enlarged hard and erect nipples.

As he did so...the beauteous Jamaican Superwoman...felt the unknown liquid being rubbed off her enhanced nipples...causing them to soften...allowing her to feel her feline strength slowly returning.



Lara realised the teenage boy...infatuated with her mountainous brown breasts as all men were when she was Yellow Cat...was unknowingly removing the unknown liquid from her nipples...and it was only a matter of seconds before she was strong enough to break free... capture him and the other masked thugs before they could steal her father's prized stallion. As the busty Jamaican Amazon felt her big cocoa coloured nipples nearing total softness...and her feline strength nearing its peak...she tensed her muscular arms and legs in preparation to break free of the ropes. With a mischievous smile on her beautiful face...she flexed her muscular arms and legs...easily snapping the ropes that were binding her wrists and erotic bare feet. "Huh?!" cried Jimmy Jones in surprise as the buxom Jamaican heroine freed herself.



"Surprise little boy!...You cannot do anything to stop me...Now I am going to..." began Yellow Cat as she started to get up off the hay covered floor...her awesome naked chest facing the teenage boy...who inadvertently leaned towards her. The beauteous Jamaican superwoman never had a chance to complete her heroic statement of intent...as a round object fell out of the upper left shirt pocket of Jimmy Jones...landing precisely between her mountainous brown mounds. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...not fair...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...No...not that...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...collapsed flat on her back to the hay covered floor of the stall...her muscular arms flung past her head...her long muscular legs spread wide open below her small curvy waist. Jimmy Jones stared in amazement at the effect that the large ball of CATNIP...between the mighty breasts of Jamaican's champion of justice was having on her.



The alert boy realised what was going on...and knew exactly what to do. Kneeling beside the topless Yellow Cat...Jimmy picked up the big ball of catnip...in the fingers of his right hand...and took turns in rolling it over each of the big cocoa coloured nipples and wide cocoa coloured areolas. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Little boy....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You are making my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are making me weak...Keep it up little boy...Uuuuuuuuh...I am so weak....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh ...I am getting very sleepy...How...How did you...
know...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...about...about...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

Catnip...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...who to Jimmy's amazement for a second time...was unable to defend herself from such a simple act.



"So...you got a thing for this stuff...eh pussy cat?" asked Jimmy rhetorically."Uuuuuuuuuuh...Yes little boy...You making me....feel stupid...feel embarrassed...to let you...rub catnip all over my Super Breasts... making my Super Nipples....sooooo...haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I lose my feline strength...when catnip is put on them...."confessed Yellow Cat...as her head begin to fill with images from her subconscious that she normally kept repressed as Lara Goodnite...that were now coming to the fore. "Really pussycat?...You mean like this?" asked Jimmy rhetorically as he continued to tease the increasingly helpless Jamaican Superwoman with the simple ball of catnip...rolling the scented sphere over the scented sphere over the smooth curvy terrain of her naked mountainous brown bust.



The teenage boy paid special attention to their summits...rolling the large ball of catnip over the big cocoa coloured nipples and wide cocoa coloured areolas which capped the summits of Lara Goodnite's significantly enhanced chest as Yellow Cat...making her thick nipples rapidly become hard...erect and bullet-shaped...while the potent aroma from the large sphere that was steamrolling the peaks of her mountainous brown breasts..wafted into her wide nostrils. "Uuuuuuuuuh...Yes...That feels good...Make my Super Nipples hard...Rub the catnip...all over them...I cannot resist that...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh" blurted Lara

with a broad smile on her face...as her eyelids became heavier and heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask..as Jimmy rolled the ball of catnip over her big hard and erect cocoa coloured nipples.



The teenage boy felt his dick hardening fast under his pants...between his legs...as the Voluptuous Vixen of Justice... thrust her mountainous brown breasts towards him...her muscular arms flung limp and useless past her head...which rolled from side to side...pillowed by her thick mane of glossy black hair...her long muscular legs stretching back and forth below her small curvy waist...as the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...clutched at the hay covering the floor of the stall. "Uuuuuuuuuh....That feels....so good...Uuuuuuuuh...Do not stop little boy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Put more catnip...On my Super ipples....Please...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara with a dopey look on her beautiful face.



Inside of her usually quicksilver mind...the busty Jamaican Amazon could not believe the words coming out of her mouth. "Lara Goodnite....Your cockiness has gotten you into big trouble...Feline super powers..are useless...against...catnip...The way that boy is rolling it over my Super Nipples...Ooooh...Making me get stupid...Thinking about...Robert Clark...and now...Stanley Wong??...Want them to touch my Super Breasts...Play with my Super Nipples...Thinking about sex with them??...Can't believe this is happening...Why am I thinking about Stanley Wong like this??" she thought. "Nice kitty...Nice kitty" taunted Jimmy Jones as he slowly rubbed the big ball of catnip over each of Lara's big hard and erect cocoa coloured nipples...making them into the shape of bullets.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuh....Super Nipples....so hard....turning me on...little boy...Uuuuuuuuuh....taming me...Uuuuuuuuuuuh"confessed Lara in a dopey voice....as her eyelids grew heavier and heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she felt increasingly aroused and light headed simultaneously...as Jimmy Jones did as she asked...rubbing the ball of catnip generously over each of her big hard erect bullet shaped cocoa coloured nipples. Seeing the top heavy Superwoman of Jamaica in such a weakened...aroused and fatigued state...the street smart Jimmy Jones sought to take advantage of her. "You getting tired Yellow Cat...Real tired..." said Jimmy rolling the catnip ball over each of the heroine's colossal cocoa nipples in turn...in slow circular motions.



"Yes...I am getting tired....Very....Very tired..." replied Lara in a dopey voice...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...a stupid smile on her beautiful face...as she succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure power of the catnip. The busty Jamaican Amazon was finding it impossible to think about anything ...except about sex and sleep. "Oooooooh...My Super Nipples are so hard...They are making me so sleepy...Uuuuuuuuh...Can't stop thinking...about Robert Clark...and....and....Uuuuuuuuuh...Stanley Wong??....Oooooooooh...He saw me naked...I liked it...wanted him to touch my Super Breasts...Play with my Super Nipples...Go into my...No...Cannot think that...No..have to fight it...but...Uuuuuuuuh...Catnip...is too strong...brings me too much pleasure...Can only think about...sex...and...sleep" thought Yellow Cat....as erotic urges which she normally kept repressed threatened to overwhelm her as Jimmy Jones mesmerised her colossal cocoa nipples with the large ball of catnip.



Feeling his groin hardening under his pants as he rolled the large ball of catnip over the colossal cocoa nipples of the beauteous Jamaican Amazon...Jimmy Jones was fascinated by the way...that she was now allowing herself to be made docile. She thrust her mountainous brown breasts towards him...offering him easier access to their summits...allowing him to easily steamroll her colossal cocoa nipples with the catnip ball...which he used to attract the stray cats around the stables...so he could sell any of them he caught hanging around the stables. Her muscular arms flung past her head...which was pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair. Jimmy saw the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...staring at him with sleepy brown eyes that were barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...a dopey smile on her beautiful face.



"You gonna tell me everything about you...everything about your super powers big sistah" sneered the teenage boy...as he rolled the ball of catnip repeatedly over her great nipples...which were hard erect and bullet shaped. "I...cannot tell you that....Uuuuuuuuh...Then you will know how to beat me..." replied Lara in a sleepy voice...trying to resist the erotic urges and sexual fantasies that were threatening to overwhelm her...every time Jimmy rolled the catnip over each of her colossal cocoa nipples. "You'll tell me...or I take away this catnip away..." replied Jimmy as he rolled the scented ball over each of the colossal cocoa nipples that crowned the summits of each of her mountainous brown breasts.



"No...Uuuuuuh...Do not take catnip away...Want more on my Super Nipples...You win little boy...Uuuuuuuh...I will answer your questions...Have no choice...must obey...Uuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her cowl mask...and a dopey smile on her beautiful face. Inside her increasingly jaded brain...Lara Goodnite could not believe what was happening to her. "No...This cannot be happening...Beaten by catnip??...Impossible...but true...Cannot stop thinking about sex...about...the way...Stanley Wong looked at me...it is replacing thoughts about Robert Clark...I want his hands on my Super Breasts....inside my Super Cunt...No...Yes...No...No...Yes...Getting stupid...Getting sleepy..." thought the busty Jamaican Amazon.



"Uuuuuuuuh...My Super Breasts...are the source of my cat powers...My Super Nipples channel them to the rest of my body...If you make them hard...I get weak...I get sleepy...I am forced to think about sex...have no resistance to catnip...You can tame me...by putting it on my Super Nipples..." blurted the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she revealed one of her most intimate secrets to the street smart teenage boy...as she fell deeper and deeper under the spell of the catnip ball that was being rolled over her colossal cocoa nipples. "I cannot stop thinking...about Stanley Wong...Thinking about him...it is turning me on...it must be the catnip...Cannot...fight it...My cockiness has landed me...in big trouble again...Going to be knocked out...by this rude little boy...Want to be knocked out..

...Stanley Wong....Help..." thought Lara as she inched closer to the verge of defeat and unconsciousness...every time the large ball of catnip was rolled over the hard and erect summits of her mountainous brown breasts.



To be continued
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 4



Barracks Race Track

Kingston, Jamaica

2 pm



STANLEY WONG...newly hired consultant to Jamaican billionaire industrialist GORDON GOODNITE...using the specialist skills which he kept off his resume and in another lifetime...followed the trail of his new boss' daughter...LARA GOODNITE...to the stables at the race track. Gordon had assigned him to escort Lara to the track...where he was hosting his special guest...Qatari billionaire SAMUEL HABIB...who was interested in investing in the Caribbean island...and partnering with Goodnite Enterprises. Though he had done a lot of background work on the significant holdings of his new employer...nothing prepared Stanley for the assignment that was Gordon's 43 year old daughter and the sole heiress to his estate.



Checking his watch...Stanley new the feature race was coming up soon...and he had to get Lara to her father's VIP Box in time...otherwise...his job and stay in Jamaica would be over before they had begun. He had only time to know some of the basics about the boss's daughter. She was arguably the most beautiful woman on the island...a former beauty queen and swimsuit model in her younger years. She was also a black belt in karate and had a phD in criminology...making her one of the top in her field in Jamaica...devoting her time to the pursuit of justice rather than simply being content to live the life of a spoilt rich girl. However it was her fierce independence and stubbornness which had Gordon at his wits end...trying to get her to settle down...find a man and have a family...

that caused him to give Stanley this job.



"Damn it Lara...You're going to get me fired...Where the hell are you?" thought Stanley as he walked along the row of stables...which were empty as the horses for the Kingston Derby were already headed for the track. His mind flashed back to Lara greeting him at the front door of her townhouse...her curvy brown body...especially her shapely brown breasts...and her immaculately trimmed pubic hair between her large thighs...revealed to him...and how all he could think about was wanting to have this woman. A stinging slap brought him back to reality and made him understand why many of the eligible bachelors in Jamaica avoided Lara Goodnite the way they did. He remembered how she stormed off on him after he chided her for being abrasive towards a teenage stable boy who meant no harm when he offered to wash her Porsche sports cat for some extra money.



"Time's getting close for the race...and Lara's certain to sell me out to her father over all of this...Have to find her and fast before..." thought Stanley. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sounds of voices coming from the stall at the end of the stables...which he was told was where Gordon's prized stallion Crystal Stream was kept. "What the hell?" thought Stanley as he quickened his pace towards the stall...hearing the sounds of what seemed to be...a woman in trouble. He was not wrong...as this was exactly what was happening to Lara Goodnite in her super sexy alter ego of the famous Superwoman of Jamaica...YELLOW CAT...as teenager JIMMY JONES...rolled a large ball of catnip over the summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts...making her colossal cocoa nipples hard and erect.


"Uuuuuuuuuh...You are making my Super Nipples so hard little boy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...They are the source of my cat powers...cat strength...cat speed...cat senses...cat reflexes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are getting me good...with catnip...put it on my Super Breasts...especially...my Super Nipples...I will let you tame me

...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...feel so stupid...will pass out any second..." moaned Yellow Cat with a dopey smile on her beautiful face...covered by a yellow cowl mask...with cat's ears on top...revealing only the lower part of her nose and all of her full red lips...that were stretched into a stupid smile as she was lulled into a deep stupor of sex and sleep by the simple act of rubbing a ball of catnip over each of her hard and erect colossal cocoa nipples.



"Criminals are escaping with Daddy's racehorse...Have to stop them...but...catnip is so strong...cannot believe...it is making think about...about Stanley Wong...making me want...to have sex with him...My Super Nipples are so hard...feel pressure building inside my Super Cunt...Must not cum...or I will be knocked out for hours...Anyone could unmask me while I am unconscious..." thought Lara as she fought a losing battle to keep her erotic urges suppressed. However Jimmy Jones was enjoying the best moment of his young life...having been given a bonus by the men who were stealing Gordon Goodnite's racehorse...to play with the famous Jamaican Amazon...who he had many wet dreams about.



"Cool ting...Now you gonna tell me who you is...under de mask" said Jimmy as he rolled the large ball of catnip back and forth...over each of Lara's enlarged and excited nipples in turn. "Uuuuuuh...I cannot tell you that...My identity has stay secret...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...so I can fight crime...save innocent people...Uuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...her eyelids getting heavier in the slits of her cowl mask...her naked mountainous brown breasts heaving slowly up and down before her teenage captor...tension etched on her beautiful face as she struggled to resist the power of the catnip. "Uuuuuh...An orgasm...I am feeling one coming on...Stanley Wong...want him..need him...No...have to resist...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" thought Lara...as she felt pressure growing between her large thighs.



Within seconds of what would have been her first ever orgasm...Stanley Wong...entered the stall...and was shocked to see the teenage stable boy erotically torturing an adult woman...who was clad in a yellow feline mask...and a thin yellow panty...belt around her small curvy waist. "Hey!!" yelled Stanley...forcing Jimmy to bolt out the rear of the stall...the ball of catnip lodged between the massive mounds of the naked woman's chest. She looked in his direction with dreamy brown eyes in the slits of her mask...her muscular arms flung past her head...her long muscular legs spread wide open below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...clutching at the hay covered floor.



"Stanley Wong....Take me...Take me now...I am all yours...want you...need you..." moaned Yellow Cat as she looked at the Chinese man standing over her...replaying the first moment she saw him as Lara Goodnite...wearing only a loose bathrobe...when he came to the front door of her townhouse. She remembered him standing in awe...and fantasised about his hands touching her all over her naked body...especially her awesome chest and her virgin cunt. "Who is she?...She's so beautiful...What a rack...Only one that comes close is Lara Goodnite's...." thought Stanley...about to give in to her wishes. However his sense of duty kicked in...and he remembered he had to find Lara before the start of the Kingston Derby.



Thinking quickly...Stanley picked up a bucket of cold water...and doused the topless Jamaican Amazon with it. "Ohhhh!!" cried Yellow Cat in surprise as the cold water made contact with her naked chest....and washed away the ball of catnip. It's erotic influence gone...the colossal cocoa nipples atop the massive mounds of her naked chest...rapidly became soft...restoring both her super powers and her senses. Lara was livid to see Stanley standing over her....gazing upon her naked enhanced breasts...as Yellow Cat. "How dare you look at my breasts Stanley Wong!" cried Lara as she thrust her muscular right leg in his direction. "Uhh!!" groaned Stanley as he tasted the ball of Yellow Cat's erotic right foot against his jaw...and went crashing to the floor of the stall.



Grabbing her thin yellow bra...and donning it in record time...the busty Jamaican Amazon leapt over the dazed Stanley Wong...and sprinted out of the stall. In the distance...she heard the race bugles playing...and knew the Kingston Derby was soon to start. "Have to stop those criminals from stealing Daddy's horse and get it to the race!" resolved Lara...her massive brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side under her flimsy yellow bra...her muscular arms and legs moving in tandem...her thick mane of glossy black hair trailing behind her head as she ran...receiving messages from stray cats at the racetrack about the whereabouts of Crystal Stream. The five masked men...were about to load the noble white stallion into the back of a trailer hooked to a van...when the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica caught up with them.



Realising that with the start of the Kingston Derby imminent...she did not have time to capture these masked thugs and make them pay for drugging her mountainous brown breasts earlier...Lara did the only thing she could. "Excuse me criminals!" quipped Yellow Cat as she leapt atop the back of Crystal Stream...extending her long muscular legs on either side of the stallion...driving the balls of her erotic bare feet simultaneously into the jaws of two thugs standing on either side of the stallion. "Yah!" cried Lara...prodding Crystal Stream's sides with the balls of her erotic bare feet...as she rode away from the thugs and towards the track. Realising they had failed and knowing what their fate would be...the thugs discarded their masks and fled.



Back inside his VIP Box....Gordon Goodnite and his special guest Samuel Habib...as well as the other guests were taking their seats as the horses were placed inside the starting gates. Gordon was so preoccupied about his daughter Lara not being there...that he completely missed the fact that his racehorse was not at the starting line. The crowds cheered and the ground shook with the thunderous sound of horses' hooves as the Goodnite Stakes got underway. Samuel Habib...70 year old Arab man with jet black hair...moustache and beard...smiled to himself as a nervous looking Gordon Goodnite sat down beside him to watch the race.



Habib had black stallion named Damascus in the derby and it had already forged into the lead...with its jockey ...well known playboy businessman Lancelot Holder whipping him furiously to keep him ahead of the pack. The Qatari businessman knew that with Crystal Stream not in the race..victory and the million dollar cash prize where his to claim. However his dreams of victory was shattered as the crowds roared in surprise...as a development was taking place on the track. Habib's date...Iris Mecca...a female socialite of dubious repute...and the mother of Lancelot Holder...was the first person inside the box to take notice. ""Samuel!..Over there!..My God!!...It's Gordon's horse...but look who's riding it!" gasped Iris... pointing towards the race track.



Habib raised his binoculars to his eyes to see a sight which had startled the thousands of people at the Barracks. The stallion Crystal Stream was rapidly making ground on the rest of the pack..but it was the horse's rider which caught all of the attention. A curvaceous , brown-skinned woman clad in nothing but a flimsy yellow bra and panties...with her identity concealed by a yellow mask with cat's ears perking up on top. "That's my horse!!..but that's not the jockey I hired!!" gasped Gordon Goodnite in amazement as Yellow Cat guided Crystal Stream through the pack of horses...until he was bearing down on Damascus. "I must not allow this to happen.." thought Habib as he watched Yellow Cat and Crystal Dream close in on Damascus and Lancelot Holder.



Keying a miniature micropohone in his left ear...Habibi spoke with Holder. "You have trouble approaching on your right side..deal with it!" whispered Habibi into his mike. Holder glanced to the right in time to see Yellow Cat pull abreast of him and was immediately mesemerised by the rhythmic swaying of her mountainous brown bust...barely contained inside of her flimsy yellow bra. Lancelot's eyes bulged in their sockets and he felt heat below his waist as he gazed upon the perfect fleshy globes of the Jamaican Amazon's awesome chest. "Deal with the woman you fool!!" whispered Habib into his mike..snapping Lancelot out of his stupor. He raised the horsewhip he was holding in his right hand to strike out at Yellow Cat.



However the Feline Fury sensed his intentions. "This is where you get off !" quipped Lara as she extended her left leg forward..the ball of her erotic left foot striking Holder straight in the jaw. "Oooffff!!!" grunted Holder as the force of the blow sent him flying off his mount..over the railing and into a huge puddle of mud. The crowds cheered as Yellow Cat rode Crystal Stream first across the finish line. The busty Jamaican Amazon promptly leapt off her mount on to a nearby roof and made her exit as the police arrived on the scene and the other racehorses crossed the line.



Back in the Goodnite Box, Gordon Goodnite was esctatic and furious at the same time. "My horse won..your horse's rider tried a foul move!" said Gordon to Habib. "I assure you sir..that I did nothing dishonorable.." countered Habib. "Dad..What's happening?..What's all the excitement about? asked Lara Goodnite as she entered the VIP Box and approached her father. Stanley Wong arrived a minute after she did and approached them. "I'll deal with you in a minute young lady..." said Gordon as he turned to Lara and then back to Habib. "I trust that you will not let what happened here today spoil our budding business relationship..?" said Habib. "No..but this matter will be reported to the Jamaican Racing Commission..we will let them decide whether young Mr Holder acted improperly or not..." replied Gordon as he calmed himself.



"That sounds reasonable...However I am curious to know who was that strange masked woman who was riding your horse?...I have never seen anyone like that..." Habibi said to Gordon. "Her name is Yellow Cat..She a super heroine who fights for truth and justice here in Jamaica..if she was here at the racetrack..there must have been some crime taking place..I've done analyses for the Ministry of National Security on her.." said Lara as she described her super-powered, sexy alter-ego to the Qatari businessman...who bowed respectfully to the daughter of his potential business partner. "I am very impressed Miss Goodnite...that a woman as beautiful as you...has such remarkable knowledge of such things" replied Habib.



"Wong...You failed to carry out your instructions to escort my daughter here on time...." began Gordon. However he was interrupted as Lara placed her right hand on his left shoulder. "No Dad...It's not Stanley Wong's fault...It's mine...I knew you had important company coming...and I needed to freshen up...I guess it took a little longer than expected...I'm sorry..." said Lara as she flashed a brief smile in Stanley's direction. Gordon listened to his daughter before turning to his new employee. "That's not a problem Miss Goodnite...I lost you in the crowd...and went looking for you..." said Stanley. "That's interesting...because I was looking for you too...Thank you for being such a gentleman Stanley Wong" replied Lara with another smile...this one longer and broader at Stanley.



Lara loved her father dearly...despite the fact that he often tried to lecture her about settling down and having a family. She never wanted to disappoint Gordon...but knew her crime fighting duties as Yellow Cat sometimes made that impossible. Stanley looked curiously at Lara...wondering why she was making excuses for him to her father. However realising there was a lot more going here...Stanley said nothing to contradict Lara Goodnite's cover story. Knowing his only daughter as he did...Gordon Goodnite...suspecting that Lara and Stanley were lying to protect each other. He was silently pleased that for the first time that Lara was taking interest in a man....even one as ordinary as his new consultant.



Habib meanwhile was greatly impressed with Lara Goodnite...for her beauty and for her boldness."Well...This has been a most enlightening day...I shall retire now to my villa..we shall discuss business later..." Congratulations Mr Goodnite...Miss Goodnite...a pleasure" said Habib...as he picked up his ivory walking stick and left in the company of two of his bodyguards....and Iris Mecca. A short time later...Habib and Mecca were leaving the racetrack in in Habibi's white Rolly Royce. "Plans did not go as expected..but the day's events were quite fruitful nonetheless.." said the Qatari businessman as he fixed himself a martini.



"What the hell do you mean?!..My son did not win the race...and was humiliated by that masked, big breasted tramp Yellow Cat!" snapped Iree. "This masked woman...could pose a threat to our plans in Jamaica...our associate in New York did tell us about her...but I did not believe such a woman existed...not until I saw her today...with my own eyes...Our plans will have to be altered to cater for this Yellow Cat.." replied Habib calmly as the luxury vehicle carried them back to the private villa in Kingston where he was staying. Back at the racetrack...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong walked towards Lara's parked red Porsche sportscar.



Gordon Goodnite was talking with the police about what happened to his horse's jockey and trainer..and being questioned abou the appearance of the voluptuous vigilante named Yellow Cat at the racetrack. "Nhhh.." sighed Lara..her large shapely bust heaving slightly under her orange dress as she slipped behind the wheel of her car. The effects of the blows from Crystal Stream's hooves...and the strange liquid that was rubbed on her enhanced brown breasts as Yellow Cat...still bothering her. "Is everything all right Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley with concern in his voice. His query elicited a quizzical look from Lara Goodnite.

"I'm just a little tired Stanley Wong...There is no need for you to be worried about me.." replied Lara bluntly.



However a small part of her was silently touched at his concern. She remembered how it was Stanley who had helped to free her..after the masked criminals and the teenage stable boy they had encountered earlier had tamed her mountainous brown breasts into submission not too long ago. Turning the key in the ignition and slamming the ball of her right foot on the gas...Lara drove her Porsche..driving out of the parking lot and back towards Kingston. It was not long before they returned to Lara's townhouse in the suburb of Hope Gardens. "You can find yourself back to the city Stanley Wong!" quipped Lara as she got out of her car and started walking towards her front door..as Stanley got out of her car and started walking towards the company car that was parked outside her townhouse.



Stanley Wong said nothing...thinking Lara to be insensitive and ungrateful for him covering for her back at the racetrack. He was about to get into his car...when he heard her speak to him. "I do owe you Stanley Wong...for the excuse you gave to my father...I will take you to lunch in a couple days...Do you like Asian food?" asked Lara. "Yeah...sure" replied Stanley as he looked at her. "Good...I'll pick you up at your apartment...but if you think this means you're going to have another chance to look at my breasts and cunt again...You're wrong" snapped Lara as she opened her front door...entered her town house and slammed the door behind her. "See you then...Lara" thought Stanley as he got into his car and drove away.




Kingston waterfront

Midnight



The five thugs who had failed in their mission to kidnap the stallion Crystal Stream from the Barracks Racetrack...quivered with fear...as they stood with their hands zip cuffed behind their backs...in the middle of a warehouse surrounded by other men dressed in black...aiming automatic weapons...tipped with silencers...at them. They were grabbed earlier in the day as they tried to flee from the Racetrack...and had been brought here to face judgement. They watched as a black SUV pulled into the warehouse...and one of the men...opened the right rear door...allowing a man dressed in an immaculate white suit...his head covered by a black hood...to get out. He walked towards them...reaching under his jacket...and pulling out an unusual looking pistol.



"You have failed me...THE BLACK SYRIAN...does not tolerate failure" said the villain as he fired his pistol five times. The five thugs dropped to the floor...with shiny black darts lodged in their necks. They writhed on the floor for two seconds...before lying still...as the deadly poison in the darts...killed them within that small space of time. "Gentlemen...Our plans have changed...There is a boy who knows more than he should...I want him found...I want him killed...He is but one threat to our business here in Jamaica...There is another...a well endowed masked woman...who calls herself Yellow Cat...I want this woman found...I want her captured...and brought to me...alive" ordered the Black Syrian...before departing the way that he had come.



Two days later

Trench Town

Kingston, Jamaica

11 am



Lara Goodnite...dressed in a short white jacket...and a strapless, sleeveless white dress...that ended just above her knees...and hugged her shapely form...and open toe black suede high heels...her shoulder length black hair styled and worn loose against her shoulders...her special silver bracelet on her left wrist...her gold Rolex watch on her right wrist...diamond earrings in her earlobes...walked up the staircase to the apartment where Stanley Wong was staying.

She opted to use contact lenses today instead of her glasses...to intimidate Stanley some more.The sound of her heels echoed off the concrete floor of the corridor as she walked to the front door of the apartment. "Hmmph...Why would Stanley Wong choose to stay in this low income neighbourhood of the city?...Dad would have offered him one of the executive apartments Goodnite Enterprises has...He's a strange man" thought Lara.



Raising her right hand...she knocked on the front door. "Stanley Wong!...I'm here!" called Lara...but got no answer. "Stanley Wong!...Open the door!" said Lara...with a tinge of impatience in her voice. "I really don't want to do this...but it will keep Dad off my back about marriage and children...but the sooner I get over this...the sooner I can change into Yellow Cat and go looking for that rude little boy from the racetrack...He's disappeared and I have some questions for him" thought Lara...tapping her right foot impatiently as she waited in the corridor...outside of Stanley's front door. Suddenly she heard bolts unfastening...as someone was unlocking it from the inside. "Ha!...Stanley Wong's nervous that I'm here...and he's not ready...This is going to be..." thought Lara preparing to insult her father's consultant as the door opened.



However the only thing that came out of Lara's mouth...was a gasp of surprise...as Stanley greeted her at the front door...wearing only a large blue bath towel. "Lara!...I mean Miss Goodnite...I didn't expect you so soon...Sorry" said Stanley with a shy smile...his black hair damp and his body gleaming with water from the shower. Lara found herself feeling a sudden surge of warmth in her chest...her shapely brown nipples stiffening...and between her thighs...her eyelids feeling a little heavy...as she gazed upon Stanley's lean and toned bronze skinned body. "Are you...naked...I mean...Uuh...Are you ready yet...Stanley Wong?" stammered Lara...lost for words as she tried to keep these unexpected feelings suppressed. This was not lost on Stanley...given the fact he had seen her naked when they first met.



"Now we're even Lara" thought Stanley...watching the beautiful criminologist...looking at him with a dreamy look in her brown eyes... standing unsteadily in the corridor as if she was going to faint from the sight of his upper body. "Sorry...I was doing some work for you dad and lost track of time...Come in...make yourself comfortable...I'll be ready in a couple minutes" replied Stanley as he left the door open...and walked into his nearby bedroom...closing the door behind him. "Uuuuuuuh...What came over me...Never felt this way...When I looked at a man before...My nipples got so hard...so fast...felt moist between my thighs...His body...is so...gorgeous...No...This can't be happening...I'm not attracted to Stanley Wong" thought Lara as she entered his apartment...walking slightly unsteadily...on her high heels.



"Stanley Wong took me by surprise...Can't let him get the better of me...Feel so dizzy all of a sudden...Need to sit down" said Lara as she seated herself on an ordinary looking couch in an almost barren apartment. Her shapely breasts heaving slowly...up and down underneath her dress...as she regained her composure...Lara Goodnite cast her eyes around the small apartment. She saw a pair of unpacked suitcases in an open closet... documents scattered atop a table...next to a closed laptop computer. Curious...Lara got to her feet and walked slowly towards the table. The fingers of her right hand gliding gently over the closed lid of the laptop...as she tried to open it. "Is there something I can help you with Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley as he entered the living room...taking Lara by surprise again.



"I was wondering what was taking you so long Stanley Wong...I..." began Lara as she turned around. Her brown eyes widened and another gasp escaped from her glossy lips as she saw Stanley standing before her in a casual wine coloured dress shirt...the sleeves rolled up to his elbows...the top button near the collar open...a casual pair of black slacks and black leather shoes. "Ohhh" gasped Lara in awe...feeling warmth in her breasts...and between her thighs...as she looked at Stanley Wong...a complete 180 from the man who her father sent to escort her to the racetrack days earlier. The surprised look on Lara's face...as well as the faint outline of her slightly hard nipples against the fabric of her dress...caused Stanley to smile.



"Ready for our lunch date....Lara?" asked Stanley as he adjusted his glasses. His words brought the beautiful criminologist back to her senses. "This is not a date Stanley Wong!...I'm just repaying a debt!...That's all!" quipped Lara as she stormed out of the apartment. "Whatever you say Miss Goodnite...Whatever you say" replied Stanley Wong as he followed Lara Goodnite out of his apartment...locking his front door behind them.




Downtown Kingston

Noon



One hour later...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong arrived at the Golden Dragon Restaurant...which boasted a reputation of serving the finest Chinese cuisine in Jamaica. Upon seeing Lara walk through the door...and the ma?tre d...hustled quickly to make a private dining room available to her. "Wow...This is great...You didn't have to go through all this trouble" said Stanley as he pulled out a chair...to allow Lara to sit down. She eyed him suspiciously for a minute before she did. "Don't flatter yourself Stanley Wong...This is not a date..." quipped Lara as she watched Stanley take his seat at the opposite end of the table. However as lunch progressed...Lara Goodnite was finding it difficult to maintain her ice cold demeanour which kept other potential boyfriends away.



She could not help but silently be impressed by how Stanley took charge...speaking to the waiters in fluent Chinese...directing them how to cook the meal to her liking. As hard as she tried...Lara could not help but smile at the man seated across the table from her. "What?" asked Stanley as he observed the beautiful criminologist was looking intently at him with her deep brown eyes. "I am impressed Stanley Wong...You're

...You're very different...from other men who work for my dad...very different from the man who saw my breasts and cunt when we first met" said Lara...causing Stanley to spit water in the air in surprise. She laughed at that sight for a few minutes before handing him a napkin. "Are you always this direct Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley Wong rhetorically as he wiped his mouth. "Yes" replied Lara with a smile.



As the time passed...Lara found herself enjoying more and more...as she talked with Stanley. She was touched that he was interested in her work as a criminologist and wanted to know why she did it. "I always wanted to make a difference Stanley Wong...Many people in Jamaica have fallen into a life of crime...I do what I can to help..." said Lara as they ate. "So what do you make of this masked woman...This Yellow Cat?" asked Stanley. "She's doing what she can...to fight for justice and help people who are victims of crime in Jamaica...The police think she's a vigilante...but to many people she's a heroine" replied Lara...proud about what she did as her super-powered sexy alter-ego.



"Why did you ask about her?" asked Lara. "Well, I saw her at the track...some stable boy was playing with her big breasts...She looked really out of it...I tried to revive her...and she kicked me in the jaw before she ran away. "You really are not lucky with women Stanley Wong" teased Lara. " That's a matter of opinion...but this isn't about my male ego.." said Stanley. "Then what's it about Stanley Wong?" asked Lara."The police found the jockey and trainer of Mr Goodnite's horse tied up and drugged...and Yellow Cat rode the horse in the Derby...Did she have something to do with that?" wondered Stanley. "I doubt it...There were some men trying to steal Crystal Stream...and she stopped them." said Lara.



"Really? How do you know that?" asked Stanley. "Uh oh...Stanley Wong is getting suspicious...I got complacent" thought Lara as she tried to figure a counter argument. "I've studied Yellow Cat's profile...I'm familiar with her...but you seem to be very knowledgeable about criminal acts...Is there more to Stanley Wong that I should know about?" asked Lara. Now it was Stanley's turn to feel uneasy...as Lara was getting close to a place where he vowed he would never return to. He seemed to phase out...and it was only when he felt Lara's left hand on his right wrist...that he returned to the present. "Are you all right Stanley Wong?.....You looked like you might be ill" said Lara...who felt a little guilty at the moment. Stanley was about to reply when he saw the silver bracelet on her left wrist.



"This is a beautiful bracelet..." said Stanley as he admired it. "Oh...Yes...It belonged to my Mom..." replied Lara...surprised and happy that Stanley made her think about her mother...who died many years ago. "I'd like to know more about it...and about her" said Stanley in a gentle voice as took her left hand in his right hand...his fingers intertwined with hers. "She was an archaeologist...travelled all around the world on many expeditions...this bracelet...she found it while she was in Egypt....digging in the desert not far from the Pyramids...She told me it was special and precious...just like me...Sorry....It's just not easy to talk about her...since she...she" said Lara as she felt tears beginning to well up in her brown eyes.



Stanley was moved as he saw Lara's tough exterior starting to fall away...offering him a glimpse at a more tender side to this very beautiful woman who was cold to other men...never letting anyone get close to her. "You don't need to explain Lara...I can see how much you loved her...how much you still love her...I can also sense that she loved you very much...and she'd be very proud of the woman you are today. Lara looked into Stanley's brown eyes...hidden behind his large glasses...her brown eyes glistening...tears threatening to fall...as his words touched her in a way she had never felt before. With her free right hand...she gently removed Stanley's glasses from his face and set them down on the table.

"Thank you Stanley...You are...so kind...so perceptive...Not even Dad has ever spoken to me like this...about Mom..." said Lara...allowing herself to be drawn towards her father's employee."She must have been quite a lady" remarked Stanley as he held Lara's left hand in his right hand. "Yes...She was
...I wish you could have met her Stanley...She was beautiful, intelligent, independent...She never compromised on what she believed in...No matter how many people opposed her...She was the only woman who would dare take on Dad in an argument on anything...and win" replied Lara as her brown eyes glistened even more..as she fought back the urge to cry.

"I don't know about that...You seem to do that pretty well from how I see it" said Stanley...causing Lara to blush...her cheeks turning red. "I suppose I do make Dad a little anxious..." replied Lara with a smile."A little anxious?...He would have fired me if you didn't cover for me in the VIP Box" said Stanley. "I know...and you covered for me too...Why?" asked Lara. "Not sure...Maybe I have a soft spot for beautiful women who give me a hard time" replied Stanley with a grin on his face. "Maybe I was giving you a hard time for a reason..." said Lara as she stroked the left side of Stanley's face with her right hand.

Lara felt growing warmth in her chest and between her thighs...as she gazed into Stanley's brown eyes. "Ohhh...Stanley Wong...makes me feel...so strange...the way he holds my hand...the way he makes my nipples hard...my clitoris moist...just by being near him...the way he talks to me...the way he listens to me...Never thought I'd meet a man like him..."thought Lara...as she felt herself being drawn to a man who days earlier she would never have considered to be her equal. Stanley too was grappling with a plethora of emotions in his mind as well. "Lara Goodnite....beautiful...strong...intelligent...passionate...Never felt this way about any woman before...but she's the boss' daughter...I shouldn't...but it feels right" thought Stanley.

Filled with emotions that neither of them expected...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong shifted their bodies on opposite ends of the table...as their eyes remained focused on one another. Slowly they each began to slowly get up from their seats. His right hand still holding her left hand. Her right hand tenderly caressing the left side of his cheek. Slowly they leaned across the table...never shifting their gaze from one another. Lara slowly closing her brown eyes...and parting her glossy lips as she drew closer to Stanley...whose lips also parted to receive what seemed to be the inevitable. However just at their lips were inches away from intimate contact.

"No..No...I can't...I'm sorry...I can't..." blurted Lara as her left hand let go of Stanley's right hand as she stepped back from the table...turned and ran out of the private dinning room. "Lara!...Lara!...Wait!" yelled Stanley...to no avail as Lara Goodnite was already long gone. Though part of him wanted to run after her...another part of him...was in disbelief at how something which seemed so right...could have gone so wrong. "What happened??...What did I say??...What did I do??...What went wrong??" wondered Stanley...as he sat down at the table...alone.

Meanwhile...with tears streaming down her face...Lara Goodnite had made her way up on to the rooftop of the restaurant by way of a service elevator. "Oh Stanley...My God...I am so sorry...I have never let myself feel that way about any man...but you are just not any man...I wanted to kiss you...
make love to you...so much...but...I cannot...I have responsibilities...which I cannot tell you about..." said Lara...feeling a deep sense of regret as she wiped the tears from her face...and took a few deep breaths to compose herself. Checking to see that she was alone and away from prying eyes...Lara Goodnite spread her shapely legs slightly apart...and touched the silver bracelet on her left wrist with the fingers of her right hand.

"By the Beauty of Bastet!" she declared. The utterance of those simple words...caused Lara Goodnite to be bathed in an aura of golden light...initiating an amazing transformation process. She felt incredible strength and sexuality flowing through her...as her shapely body reformed itself. When the light faded....Lara's dress...under garments and shoes were gone. Several inches had been added to her already shapely chest...making her breasts huge...round and firm. Her long legs...were also considerably enhanced as well...curvaceous and muscular.

She now sported a voluptuous and muscular brown body...barely garbed by a flimsy yellow bra...which barely covered her mountainous mounds...and a thin yellow panty that barely covered the space between her mighty thighs. A thin leather belt was entwined around her curvy waist...with a cat-o-nine whip attached on its left side. The fingernails of her strong hands...and the toenails of her erotic bare feet...had turned golden and become razor sharp.



A yellow feline mask covered the top of her head...with cat's ear's perking up at the top. Her brown eyes blazed with courage and determination through a pair of slits in the mask...which exposed the lower part of her nose...and all of her full red lips....while a plume of her glossy thick black hair...flowed out of the back of her mask...reaching the middle of her exposed back. Lara Goodnite...criminologist and heiress...had completed her transformation into the busty Jamaican Amazon...and champion of justice known as YELLOW CAT. Flexing her muscular arms and legs...checking to see her flimsy attire and mask in place...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was ready to resume her battle against the forces of evil that were at work in the Caribbean island.

To be continued.
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 5



Tivoli Gardens

Kingston, Jamaica

2 pm



Her mountainous brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side underneath the flimsy yellow bra which barely covered them....her muscular arms moving in tandem with her long muscular legs...feeling the breeze brushing against her voluptuous and muscular brown body...through her thick mane of glossy black hair...feeling the warmth beneath the soles of her erotic bare of the concrete rooftops of the apartment buildings she was traversing in this poverty stricken and crime riddled district of the capital city... the busty Jamaican Amazon known as YELLOW CAT...was on the hunt. Every so often...she leapt from the rooftop of one decrepit apartment building...to another...catching the attention of some of residents of in this part of the district known as THE FLATS.



The muscles on her slender arms were highlighted...as were those on her legs...leaping as she did with amazing agility from one rooftop to another. Raising her muscular arms above her head...Yellow Cat prepared for her landing...taking a second to glance at the people and vehicles street several storeys below her...through the spaces between her erotic bare feet...which had sexy toes...with toenails that were golden and razor sharp...gleaming in the afternoon sunshine...the same as the golden and razor sharp fingernails of her strong hands. "It feels good to be out of those confining clothes...to feel the comfort of my flimsy attire against my Super Breasts...cool air blowing through my underwear...as I hunt criminals again..." thought the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica.



However in her mind's eye...she could not help but remember that it was just an hour ago that in her alter-ego of LARA GOODNITE...criminologist and daughter of Jamaican billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite...that she ran out on her father's new consultant...who she had invited to lunch...just as they were about to share an unplanned moment of intimacy. As she replayed those images in her mind...Stanley holding her hand...the sight of his naked muscular chest when he greeted her at the front door of his apartment...Yellow Cat felt her colossal cocoa nipples starting to stiffen underneath her thin yellow bra as she ran.



Her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...Lara was having a challenge dismissing what she felt for Stanley during that moment...before she ran out of the private dinning room at the Golden Dragon Restaurant...to make her transformation. "I feel so bad...running away from Stanley like that...What must he think of me?...How do I explain...No...I must not be distracted by emotion...feelings for any man...My cat friends sent me a message that JIMMY JONES...the stable boy from the racetrack is here in The Flats...He knows about what happened at the racetrack...I can feel it in my Super Nipples" said Yellow Cat ..as the balls of her erotic bare feet made contact with the rooftop of another building.



Her massive brown breasts swaying gently and sexily in tandem with the swaying of her curvy hips...her cat-o-nine whip hanging from the left side of the thin brown leather belt that was entwined around her small curvy waist...the beauteous Jamaican superwoman...strolled towards a quartet of four stray cats who were on the rooftop of the building. "I am here my friends...Show me where Jimmy Jones is..." instructed Yellow Cat...and the four stray cats turned their heads in the direction of the sounds of teenage boys at play. Sauntering towards the edge of the rooftop...Yellow Cat assumed her heroic pose.



Her hands balled into fists...resting lightly on either side of her small curvy waist...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare feet...with sexy toes with golden and razor sharp toenails...resting flat on the concrete surface of the rooftop...her mountainous brown breasts...barely covered by her thin yellow bra...similarly her neatly trimmed forest of glossy black pubic hair...barely contained under her skimpy yellow panty...the busty Jamaican Amazon fixed her brown eyes on a group of teenage boys playing basketball in a court...12 storeys below her...spotting teenager Jimmy Jones amongst them. "You have got some questions to answer to me you rude little boy" said Yellow Cat.



She remembered how he made her weak...sexy and sleepy by rubbing a ball of catnip on her colossal cocoa nipples...and would have certainly knocked her out...had Stanley not arrived when he did. Yellow Cat felt her eyelids suddenly begin to get heavy...her breathing shallow...and the outlines of her colossal cocoa nipples become distinct...a dopey look beginning to appear on her beautiful face...the urge to play with her own enhanced nipples and her super erotic clitoris growing...as she thought about Stanley seeing her naked at her townhouse as Lara Goodnite... topless and semi conscious at the racetrack...seeing his lean toned upper torso when she went to his apartment...and the feelings she had when they were seconds away from kissing at the restaurant hours earlier.



The four cats looked at each other and then looked at their Mighty Mistress...as she mentally grappled with her suppressed sexual tensions...which she had to keep under control in order to have access to her super powers as Yellow Cat. "No...I will not think about Stanley Wong...Not now...I must focus on my mission to fight for justice...and finding out from Jimmy Jones who those men who tried to steal Dad's racehorse were working for..." resolved Lara as she shook her head to clear her mind. Just as she was about to make her spectacular entrance on to the court and capture her teenage quarry...the busty Jamaican Amazon felt her feline instincts warning her of danger.



Within the space of seconds...six black SUVs with heavily tinted windows...windscreens and backscreens came speeding on to the scene...and a force of 15 men...wearing black clothes...boots and ski masks over their heads...piled out of the vehicles...brandishing Uzi submachine guns...firing wildly into the air...causing the teenage boys on the basketball court to scamper for cover. Yellow Cat's brown eyes widened in the slits of her cowl mask as she saw the masked thugs taking a special interest in Jimmy Jones...shooting directly at him...as he fled the court...running between the tight cluster of decaying apartment buildings...in an area she knew was owned by the real estate firms of her father...billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite.



"There will be time to think about Stanley Wong later...but right now..It is time for action!" resolved Lara with a broad smile on her beautiful face... as she flexed her large thighs...launching herself from the rooftop.The muscles on her voluptuous brown body were fully accentuated as she free fell towards the ground. Her right hand reaching for the left side of her small curvy waist...Yellow Cat unattached her cat-o-nine whip from the brown leather belt that was wrapped around her small curvy waist. Grabbing hold of the bottom of the whip with both hands as it's free end latched on to part of a ledge......her mountainous brown breasts bunching together under her flimsy yellow bra...the buxom Jamaican superwoman...swung towards the masked men who were pursuing Jimmy Jones.



Reattaching her whip to the left side of her belt in a single motion...Yellow Cat used her momentum to propel her towards the nearest thug....who grunted in pain...falling forward as she planted the balls of her erotic bare feet into the middle of his back. His grunts did not go unnoticed by three of his comrades...who turned to face the curvy crime fighter...as she alighted to the asphalt covered ground on the balls of her erotic bare feet. "It's her!!...The Yellow Cat!!" snarled one thug. "That is right!...You must read the newspapers!" quipped Lara with disdain...dispatching him with a left hand karate chop to the throat. "Remember our orders!" yelled the second thug as he drew a blackjack and lunged at the busty Jamaican Amazon.



"What orders are those?!" quipped Lara as she easily side-stepped his wild swing. Grabbing his left wrist and swivelling on the balls of her erotic bare feet like a ballerina...the golden and razor sharp toenails of her sexy toes making light scrapping noises against the asphalt...Yellow Cat effortlessly flung him against a wall...using her incredible feline strength. "We must take her alive!" said the third thug as he switched from his Uzi to his blackjack. "You are not taking me at all!!" quipped the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she planted the ball of her erotic left foot hard into his groin...dropping him to the ground. She left them moaning in pain on the ground.



Her mountainous brown breasts swaying sexily under her thin yellow bra...her muscular arms and legs moving in tandem...her skimpy yellow panty narrowing between her large thighs...her thick mane of glossy black hair flowing out the back of her yellow cowl mask...feeling the sensation of asphalt and concrete beneath the soles of her erotic bare feet...Lara weaved her way through the narrow spaces between the old apartment buildings...as she pursued the other thugs as the sounds of gunfire continued to be heard. In The Flats...crime was normal for its residents...who quickly retreated into their homes...locking themselves inside...as the battle continued outside.



Two more thugs turned to halt her advance...but Yellow Cat swiftly dispatched them with rapid fire punches to their faces. "These criminals are trying to kill Jimmy Jones!...Why?...This makes it more important that I capture him...So he can answer that question!" resolved the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican as she ran through the maze of apartment buildings...whose residents offered no assistance to her or the teenage boy who was marked for death by the masked thugs. Using her power of telepathy...Yellow Cat communicated with her cat allies...using their thoughts to track down Jimmy Jones. "Ah ha!...I know where the little boy is!" said Lara with a smile on her face.



Flexing her muscular thighs...and using her uncanny agility...Yellow Cat literally took the high road...leaping over the heads of the masked thugs...and leaping from one ledge to another...as she followed Jimmy's trail into the ground floor of one of the buildings. In the dimly lit environment...the Busty Jamaican Superwoman intercepted the teenage boy...on the landing of a stairwell...as he was about to get into an elevator. "I have caught you now little boy!" declared Lara as she grabbed Jimmy by his shirt collar with her left hand..lifting his feet off the ground. "No!...If he catches me ..He'll kill me!...Just like the others!" cried Jimmy as he struggled to get free from the steely grip of the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican.



"What are you talking about?...You are not making sense!...You will answer my questions..." began Yellow Cat...before her feline instincts warned her of imminent danger...as masked thugs raced up the stairwell towards them. Releasing her hold on Jimmy...allowed the teenage boy to run away...as she drew her cat-o-nine whip from the left side of her belt. The cracking sounds of Yellow Cat's whip echoed throughout the ground floor of the darkened apartment building as she engaged her enemies. "Hiyah!..Hiyah!..Hiyah!" cried the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she lashed out at the masked thugs...sending five of them staggering back...before six others swarmed towards her.



"It's Yellow Cat!...Get her!" snarled one thug as more thugs joined the fray...quickly crowding the small windowless landing atop the dimly lit stairwell...in front of the elevator. "Ha!...That will not happen!" countered the buxom Jamaican crime fighter...as she bravely and arrogantly stood her ground...lashing out with her cat-o-nine whip...striking down three more thugs in quick succession. "You men need a reminder!" declared Yellow Cat...as she lashed two more thugs with her whip. "I do not tolerate any crime in Jamaica!" added Lara as she felled two more with another crack of her whip. However as she let her cat-o-nine whip fly again...one of the thugs grabbed its free end and yanked it free from her right hand. "We got her now!... She ain't nothing without her toy!" snarled this thug as he and four others rushed the curvy crime fighter.



Yellow Cat answered his question with a right hand karate chop to the throat. "You think so?!" quipped Lara as she whirled around...extending her left leg...and driving the ball of her erotic left foot into the gut of another thug...making him double over in pain. "You interrupted my questioning of the boy!" said the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican as she floored another thug with a vicious right uppercut to the jaw. "Then I will have to ask you the questions!" continued the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she waded into the ranks of the thugs...lashing out with her fists and her erotic bare feet...flashes of gold from her golden and razor sharp fingernails and toenails in the dim light of the increasingly crowded landing.


Grabbing the wrists of a thug as he attempted to grab her from behind...Lara flexed the muscles of her slender arms and long legs...balancing on the balls of her erotic bare feet as she hurled him over her right shoulder...hard on to the concrete surface of the landing. "I want to know why you are trying to kill that boy!" declared Yellow Cat as she prepared to resume her battle...against the other thugs. However in an attempt to grab her...one thug extended his right hand....towards her broad chest...getting a hold of the thin strap between her awesome cleavage...yanking off her flimsy yellow bra...causing her mountainous brown breasts to sway freely...in all their naked glory.



The sudden removal of her skimpy top enraged the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. Fiends!!...Perverts!!" cried Yellow Cat...her massive brown mounds...swinging freely from side to side...as dealt a flurry of punches and karate chops to the thugs who opposed her...the space too confined now to use her long muscular legs and her erotic bare feet against them. "How dare you expose my Super Breasts!" cried Lara as she waded into the ranks of the masked thugs. "Play time is over criminals!...I am busy super heroine!...I have other places to be!...I want to know why you want to kill that boy!...I want to know who..."demanded the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican...her muscular arms making wide arcs as she engaged her foes in close quarter combat.



Once again...allowing herself to become arrogant and overconfident...Yellow Cat offered a opening to her determined enemies...and they accepted it with glee. Dispatching three thugs....the buxom Jamaican heroine turned around as she sensed more thugs moving in on her...and raised her muscular arms above her head...to repel their attack. However as the Busty Jamaican Amazon turned to face her enemies...it became apparent and inconvenient to her...that the tide of the battle had turned. "Eh?!...The space...around me...It is too small...Cannot use my fighting skills as I want...I have been boxed in...You men are armed with tiny clubs...You are going to...." cried Lara...her brown eyes widening in fear and panic in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...knowing she was unable to stop what was about to happen.



All the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica could do was watch as the thugs used the blackjacks they gripped firmly in their hands to great effect. "UNNNNNH!!!...UNNNNNH!!!!" cried Yellow Cat...throwing her head back...rising on the balls of her erotic bare feet...her muscular arms still raised aloft...her glossy lips parted...displaying her pearl white teeth...as two of the thugs lashed her hard in her naked mountainous brown breasts...that were too big a target to miss. As the busty Jamaican Amazon staggered backwards on the balls of her erotic bare feet...eight more thugs quickly closed in on her...with their blackjacks poised to strike...determined not to give her a chance to regain her advantage.



Picking up Yellow Cat's discarded thin yellow bra and cat-o-nine whip...Jimmy Jones looked on from his hiding place in the shadows...as the men hired to find and kill him...now directed their attention to the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican...who had also come to The Flats to find him. "Sorry big sister...but better you than me" thought Jimmy with a small tinge of regret...making good his escape...as the Black Syrian's hired muscle made Yellow Cat pay for her interference in their mission. Her mighty ebony mounds stinging with pain from the cruel blows of the blackjacks to her naked chest...caused Lara to take her predicament seriously.

"Unnnh!!...You hit me in my Super Breasts!!" groaned Lara as she dealt a right hand slap to the face of one thug as he got close to her...sending him staggering backwards "They are the source of my Cat Strength!!...Unnnh!!" groaned Yellow Cat as she slapped another thug with her left hand...as he drew close. "I will not let you do that again!!" snarled the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she whirled round...her her erotic bare feet planted flat on the concrete floor of the landing...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...her muscular arms wide open...her huge ebony mounds...swinging freely and in all their naked glory.. as she prepared to face the mob of masked thugs...who had cleverly trapped her.



"You are trying to trap me!!...You will not succeed!!" declared Lara as she made one last all out offense against the 15...well armed...masked thugs...finally realising the real extent of her peril. Charging forward....the beauteous Yellow Cat flailed her muscular arms before her...as she sought to carve a path for herself through the overwhelming number of her male adversaries who were blocking the stairwell to the landing...her only escape route. "I am the Champion of Justice in Jamaica!!...You macho men cannot handle a real woman like me!!...Check out my Cat Strength!!"quipped Lara as she unleashed a flurry of karate chops against the thugs...who in turn...were trying to beat her in her massive ebony mounds with their blackjacks.



"No man has the right to see me topless!!...I will make you sorry you took off my bra...and made my Super Breasts naked!!" roared Yellow Cat as she felled six thugs before any of them could strike her enormous naked brown breasts...which swayed freely and sexily from side to side...without the restraint of her flimsy yellow bra...that was now in the hands of teenager Jimmy Jones...who was the reason why she had to endure this indignity at this moment. "I am going to escape!!...And when I do...I will find out who you are working for!!...I will find out why that person wanted to steal Gordon Goodnite's racehorse...and I will find out why you are trying to kill that rude little boy named Jimmy Jones!!" declared the Busty Jamaican Amazon...the muscles on her voluptuous brown body fully accentuated as she karate chopped a path through the thugs.



Her voluptuous brown body gleaming with sweat...in the darkness of her surroundings...Yellow Cat battled fiercely...karate chopping the overwhelming number of masked thugs in her way... causing eight of them to fall on either side of her. Her brown eyes lit up in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she saw a gap open up in their ranks...that she could use to make a bid for freedom."Ha ha!...I will be leaving you criminals now!...There is nothing you men can do to stop me!" declared the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica....with a broad smile on her beautiful face. Thrusting her naked mountainous brown breasts forward...Yellow Cat made a dash for the gap in the ranks of the masked thugs.



Her muscular right arm in front of her...her muscular left arm behind her...raised on the ball of her erotic right bare foot...her muscular left leg raised...the sexy toes of her erotic left foot pointing down.....the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican...was clearing the thugs she had battled her way through...nearing the top of the stairwell...looking as if she was going to make good on her bold statement to escape and exact justice on the masked thugs later. However just at that moment...the leader of the thugs...similarly attired as his men..,.his face also hidden underneath a black ski mask...emerged from the shadows...on the stairwell...directly in the path of the unfortunate Yellow Cat....his right hand reaching under his black leather jacket for something.



"Eh?!...You have taken me completely by surprise criminal!...But you are not going to stop me!...

My Super Breasts can handle your little club!...You cannot do anything to capture me!!" quipped the buxom Jamaican superwoman as the thug leader closed the gap between them. "Wanna bet Jugs?!" snarled the thug leader...as he displayed a black rectangular object that was only four inches in size. "Ha!...You are stupid!...That little thing cannot stop me!" scoffed Yellow Cat with a smile of amusement on her beautiful face...dismissing the action of the thug leader...as he jammed the small black device between her fabulous cleavage...and pressed a tiny button on the left side of the device....causing the Busty Jamaican Amazon to re-evaluate her position.



"AIEEEEEEEEE!!!!....AIEEEEEEEEE!!!!....AIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!...AIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!...AIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

screamed Lara...throwing her muscular arms in the air...her head....rocking back...her brown eyes tightly closed in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips parted....her pearl white teeth bared... her long muscular legs spread wide apart...balancing on the balls of her erotic bare feet...the golden and razor sharp toenails of her erotic bare feet digging into the top of the step of the concrete landing...inside of the ground floor of the darkened apartment building...her voluptuous and muscular brown body gyrating wildly as 80,0000 volts of electricity surged through each of her naked mountainous brown breasts...for exactly 30 minutes. When the sudden electric current was switched off...the long muscular legs of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica turned to water below her small curvy waist.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...her brown eyes rolling up in the slits of her cowl mask...her steely jaw going slack....as she collapsed to the concrete surface of the landing...flat on her back...her muscular arms and legs flailing up in the air. The nine other thugs who were now recovering from the beating they received from the Busty Jamaican Amazon...took belated satisfaction in seeing their seemingly unstoppable enemy humbled in such a cruel way by their leader...who took advantage of her...when she let her guard down at the most inopportune moment for her. Standing around the fallen Feline Fatale...they watched her muscular arms fall limp on either side of her curvy upper torso....her muscular right leg pull closer to her small curvy waist...her erotic right bare foot resting flat on the concrete floor...her muscular left leg extended full stretch...her erotic left bare foot...resting on its heel...its sexy toes...with golden and razor sharp toenails... twitching sensuously.



They were all mesmerised by the expansive...smooth terrain of her naked mountainous brown breasts...which heaved with effort...slowly up and down...with each strained breath that she took. They noticed tiny wisps of steam rising from the tips of the colossal cocoa nipples...which were well roasted by the sudden surge of electricity through them...making them hard...erect...and bullet shaped. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Super Breasts....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Pain...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Cannot...move...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Super Nipples......are...so....hard....feel...so...weak...head...spinning...cannot...cannot...stay...awake...have...to...black out...now...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed Lara...her brown eyes slowly closing in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her head rolling against her right shoulder...as she surrendered to unconsciousness.



Behind his mask...the thug leader smiled as he gazed upon the voluptuous and muscular Yellow Cat...lying topless...defeated...and unconscious before him. "Tie up the bitch and put her in my vehicle!...The boss has got special plans for her!" the thug leader instructed two masked thugs. "The rest of you keep searching for that kid...He knows too much and he has to die" instructed the thug leader to the rest of the thugs...who fanned out in different directions to search for Jimmy Jones. Meanwhile...the unconscious Yellow Cat was grabbed under her smooth shaven armpits...and raised into a sitting position. Her head sagged between her fabulous cleavage as her muscular arms were pulled behind her back...and her wrists were tightly restrained by a pair of zip cuffs.



From their homes...behind closed windows...the residents of THE FLATS...watched as two masked thugs...dragged the Busty Jamaican Amazon...towards a black Range Rover SUV...with heavily tinted windows...the golden and razor sharp toenails of the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet....scraping the asphalt...her head sagging between her massive and perfect ebony mounds. They watched as the voluptuous and muscular brown body of Yellow Cat was dumped into the backseat of the SUV...the thug leader climbed inside...closing the door behind him...and the SUV sped off. To the thug leader's amazement...he heard the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...moaning..."Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" as she strained to raise herself into a sitting position on the seat directly opposite to his own.



"Incredible!...I gave the bitch enough juice to take down a horse!...She can't be waking up now!" thought the thug leader...as he watched Yellow Cat...slowly and with great effort... raise herself into a sitting position. "Uuuuuuh....Where....Where am I?...I am...in big trouble...My hands are tied...My Super Breasts...hurt...but.. my Super Nipples....are getting soft again...I will...soon get my Cat Strength back...I will get free...defeat the criminals...and find the boy...Jimmy Jones..." sighed Lara as she prepared to flex her muscular arms to free herself...once her colossal cocoa nipples had reached maximum softness again. However hearing her untimely admission...the thug leader smiled at the opportunity to tame the Busty Jamaican Amazon again.



Focused on her rapidly softening big cocoa nipples...and planning her escape...once her super strength was restored...Yellow Cat was vaguely aware of where she was...but totally oblivious to the fact that she was not alone. The thug leader...calmly reaching into a leather pouch in his possession...and pulled out a pair of large shiny brass clips...with jagged alligator jaws. "I feel my Cat Strength is almost back to full power...Now to break free and..." said Lara as she flexed her muscular arms...preparing to break the plastic zip cuffs binding her hands behind her back. Before she could finish her sentence...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica caught a glint of metal out of the corner of her left eye. "No!!..Not fair!!..Not ready yet!!...No!!...Do not do it!!" cried Yellow Cat in panic.



"This'll fix you bitch!!" snarled the thug leader...ignoring the beauteous Jamaican superwoman's pleas.. and attaching each of the big brass clamps to the summits of each of her naked mountainous brown breasts. "Owwwwh!!!...My Super Nipples!!!...Owwwwwh!!!!...Teeth biting into them...Owwwwwh!!!

Pain!!...I am getting weak again...Owwwwwwh!!!!...You do not fight fair...Owwwwwh!!!...Owwwh!!!"complained Yellow Cat...her shapely ass planted flat on the plush leather seat... her head swaying from side to side...the balls of her erotic bare feet...tapping the floor of the SUV in a frenzy...as the vehicle drove off. The thug leader leaned back in his seat...watching with amusement...as the Busty Jamaican Amazon...tried to shake the clamps loose from the summits of her perfect ebony mounds.



Yellow Cat's efforts lasted less than a minute...as it soon became painfully apparent to her...how comprehensively she had been outsmarted by the thug leader who watched the movements of her voluptuous and muscular brown body....become increasingly sluggish as the seconds ticked away. "Ain't no way you getting outta this Pussy Cat!" he sneered as he placed a black leather medical bag on his lap...as he sat directly opposite the topless Jamaican crime fighter in the rear of the moving SUV. "Uuuuuunh...My name is Yellow Cat...but...Uuuuuuunh...You are right...Uuuuuuuunh...sharp metal teeth...biting into my big Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuunh...so painful...it is making me weak...I cannot break free...Losing my Cat Strength..." admitted the beaten Busty Jamaican Amazon....her erotic bare feet resting flat on the floor of the SUV...giving up on trying to break the zip cuffs binding her hands.



"Who are you...Why are you capturing me...I want answers you criminal...I am not going to escape now..You have my....Uuuuuun...divided....Aaaa....ttention..." moaned Lara as she stared at the masked thug leader with heavy eyelids and sleep-filled brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips parted...showing her pearl white teeth at him...in a grimace. The thug leader calmly raised his gloved left hand to his head...and removed his ski mask...allowing the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to get a good look at his unmasked face. Her photographic memory....made her remember their encounter at the racetrack...just a few days earlier...during the Kingston Derby....as the jockey of the horse owned by her father Gordon's Goodnite's new business associate....Qatari billionaire businessman...Samuel Habib.



"LANCELOT HOLDER! declared Lara...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...a gasp of surprise escaping from her parted glossy lips as she looked into the face of the well known playboy businessman. "So you remember me bitch?...Good...I wanted you to see my face...So you know who beat your ass!" gloated Lance. "You will not win Lancelot Holder!...You may have me this time!...You have shocked me in my Super Breasts!....You put clamps on my Super Nipples!...I cannot get free right now!..But I will not give up!...I will get free!...I will find out why you want to kill that little boy I came to The Flats to ask questions!" vowed Yellow Cat.



The Busty Jamaican Amazon...gave Lance an angry...sleepy stare...as she sat with her muscular arms behind her back...bound together at the wrists by zip cuffs...her erotic bare feet flat on the floor...thrusting her naked mountainous brown breasts towards him as he sat opposite her in the rear of the moving SUV. " My men will find the kid!...The boss man has got plans for him...He also got plans for bitch..." said Lance as he reached inside of the black leather bag....resting on his lap...with both of his gloved hands. "Ah ha!...I knew you are not smart enough to do this on your own Lancelot Holder!...Tell me who you are working for!...I will find him and bring him to justice!" quipped Yellow Cat...using her feminine wiles to trick Lance into making a mistake that would allow her to get free.



However the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica did not know that the playboy businessman had specific instructions about how to deal with her should she interfere in the assignment given to him...and he prepared to carry them out. "You got sass girlie!....I like my women feisty!" remarked Lance. "Your sweet talk will not work on me Lancelot Holder!...If you know what is good for you!...You will set me free!" quipped Yellow Cat...as she watched him remove a pair of objects from the bag...before setting it down on the floor of the SUV. The Jumbo Jugged Jamaican...noticed one was a thick wad of cotton...while the other was a dark brown bottle...filled with a liquid. "You know why I like my girls feisty?...Cause of the fun I get in taming them" grinned Lance.


"Ha!...You are not going to that to me!...I would like to see you try!" said Lara with a defiant broad smile...flashing teeth at the playboy businessman...as he slowly uncapped the bottle...and poured a generous amount of its liquid contents into the cotton...letting it soak deeply into its fibres. "You got a hot mouth and a pepper tongue Cat Girlie!...This will change your tune" sneered Lance as he waved the cotton in front of the beautiful masked face of the captured Yellow Cat. "Ha!...You are not going to tame me with that...I....I..." replied the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as she began to find it difficult to complete her heroic speech. "Yeah?!...You were saying something Cat Girlie?!" sneered Lance as he waved the thick wad of cotton closer and closer to the face of the beauteous Jamaican Amazon.


He watched with growing interest as Yellow Cat's thick lashed eyelids drooped...making her brown eyes narrow in the slits of her cowl mask... as he waved the thick cotton wad in his right hand...inches away from the lower part of her nose...which was not covered by the mask...and her glossy lips. "Lancelot Holder...What on that cotton?" asked the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her perky ass resting squarely on the leather seat she was sitting on...her hands zip cuffed behind her back...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the floor of the SUV...her naked mountainous brown breasts...with brass clamps biting hard and deep into her colossal cocoa nipples...heaving up and down...slower and slower...with each breath she took as Lance moved the cotton in front of her face.



"Why do you want to know?!" sneered Lance as he moved the cotton close to within inches of the gorgeous face of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...every so often...then pulled it back...repeating this exercise...over and over."I...smelling...something...on the cotton...Ahhhh...What it is? moaned Lara...as her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask....her thick glossy lips stretching...flashing her top and bottom rows of pearl white teeth...as a broad dopey smile...became more pronounced on her beautiful face...her head starting to bob up and down between her fabulous cleavage...each passing second that the cotton was brought close...pulled away...and then brought close to her face again.



"Tell me why you wanna know" smirked Lance as he kept waving the thick cotton pad inches in front of the face of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...with growing interest and arousal...as her fiery spirit was gradually doused. "Ahhhh...Lancelot Holder...Ahhhh...You teasing me...Ahhhh...Tell me what on the cotton...Ahhhh..." gasped Yellow Cat as she struggled to keep her brown eyes open in the slits of her cowl mask...her wide nostrils flaring...a wide toothy smile etched on her face...as the playboy businessman turned criminal....taunted her with the thick wad of cotton. "Why you want to know Cat Girlie?" sneered Lance...leaning forward...holding it to within an inch of the face of the Feline Fury."The thing on the cotton...Ahhh...it smelling strong...Ahhhh...I eh know...what happening...but...it..it...making me...get stupid...I getting...real stupid..." confessed Lara with a dopey smile on her face.




Lance Holder knew he had the celebrated Jamaican crime fighter on the ropes...and now was the time to play his advantage to the hilt. "Ok Cat Girlie...I'll tell you...but I wanna know some things first..." said Lance as he kept the cotton directly in front of Yellow Cat's beautiful face...allowing the liquid that was soaked into its fibres...to waft directly into her flaring nostrils. "Lancelot Holder...I stupid...I go do what you say..." grinned Lara. "Why you want that kid?" asked Lance. "I investigating why the boy try to steal Gordon Goodnite horse...I leave a lunch date...to track him to The Flats..." confessed Yellow Cat."Anybody knows you here?" asked Lance. "No" replied Lara. "You're super strong and super fast...Your boobs got something to do with that?" asked Lance.



"Yes...They my Super Breasts...but....my Cat Strength gone...when you put ting on my Super Nipples...I ordinary when they get hard...The things biting them....haaaard...An the thing on de cotton...it making meh head spin...stupid....getting real stupid...Ah smelling it...for de first time...What it is?" babbled Yellow Cat. "It's CHLOROFORM bitch" gloated Lance...as he waved the cotton slowly underneath Lara's wide nostrils...watching her flash her pearly whites as her steely jaw went slack as she inhaled more amounts of the powerful anaesthetic. "Lancelot Holder...Criminals I fight at the racetrack...They rub chloroform on my Super Breasts...I learn a lesson today...You put chloroform on my Super Nipples...That will knock me out" confessed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica..as she had an untimely epiphany.



"So your big tits give you your super powers eh?" asked Lance rhetorically. "Yes Lancelot Holder...The things on my Super Nipples...Uuuuunh...They hurt...Keeping them hard...Have no Cat Strength...I feeling hot....feeling helpless...feeling weak...You can do anything to me now..." confessed Yellow Cat as her eyelids drooped...leabing her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her cowl mask...her jaw going slack as she smiled dopily at the playboy businessman she humiliated at the racetrack. The Busty Jamaican Amazon was totally helpless as Lance placed the palm of his left hand...behind her head...and slowly pushed her head towards the thick cotton wad...which he held directly in front of her beautiful face.



"Lancelot Holder!...What you doing?!...No...I did not plan to be unconscious today!" pleaded Lara in panic...as the thick cotton wad...covered her thick glossy lips...and the lower part of her nose...as Lance clamped it firmly over her beautiful face. "HMMMMM....HMMMM...HMMMMM...HMMMMMMM"cried Yellow Cat into the thick cloud of cotton...her brown eyes widening in fear and surprise...as she was forced to inhale more of potent anaesthetic...which she now learnt she had absolutely no defence against. "You made a big mistake coming here Cat Girlie!" sneered Lance as he placed pressure on the back of the buxom Jamaican heroine's head...pushing her face deeper and deeper into the mass of cotton.



His words had an unexpected effect on the beauteous Yellow Cat...as the combination of the chloroform and the sharp teeth of the brass clamping biting deep into the tender flesh of her colossal cocoa nipples...caused a single thought...to become the focus of her mind. "Eh??....Stanley Wong...I cannot stop thinking about him...Uuh...want to fight it...but...My Super Nipples...Uuuuunh...in so much pain...want Stanley Wong...to touch them...make them feel better...I have to admit...I was having a nice time with him...at the restaurant...He is so handsome...considerate...kind...but also...silently strong...Uuuuh.......I want his hands on my Super Breasts...his fingers playing with my Super Nipples...even want him...No..Yes...to go inside my Super Cunt..." thought the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



As that thought registered in her mind...as Lance pressed her face deeper and deeper into the chloroform soaked cotton wad...Yellow Cat began to feel another powerful urge. "No...Uuuuunh...My Super Cunt.. hurts...Pain in my poor big Super Nipples...being forced to breath chloroform....making my Super Clitoris....becoming so wet....as I think about...about...Stanley Wong...Erotic urges...Sexual fantasies... so strong...getting stronger...Stanley Wong...massaging my Super Breasts...his fingers playing with my Super Nipples...Uuuh...inside of my Super Cunt...Uuuuuuunh...I cannot handle it...too much...for the first time...I am going to...Uuuuuh...cannot believe this

going ...to...Uuuh...Uuuh...Uuuh...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh

cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmm" thought the Feline Fury...as a massive orgasm exploded between her large thighs...soaking through her thin yellow panty...sending her senses spinning out of alignment.



As she slumped towards him...Lance Holder quickly shifted his body behind her...such that her back was resting against his upper torso,,,,her head resting against his lean flat chest...her hands tied tightly behind her back with zip cuffs....her long muscular legs spreading themselves wide open below her small curvy waist... as her voluptuous and muscular brown body... sagged against his lean frame...the balls of her erotic bare feet on the floor of the moving SUV...the golden and razor sharp toenails of her sexy toes digging into its carpeted surface.Keeping the chloroform-soaked cotton pressed hard over her nose and mouth for another ten minutes...Lance used now free left hand...to remove the brass clamps from the colossal cocoa nipples of that capped the summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts...which were stiff, hard and erect.



"Ahhh...Ahhh...Ahhh" gasped Yellow Cat...her naked mountainous brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down...straining to get oxygen into her lungs...to clear her head of the growing cobwebs of sleepy gathering in her brain and in the muscles of her voluptuous brown body...especially those in her mighty chest... as Lance Holder removed the cotton from her face...after keeping it there for 15 minutes. "Relax Cat Girlie...Just relax..." gloated Lance as he moved the chloroform cotton wad towards its new destination. "Lancelot Holder...What you doing now?...You rubbing chloroform...on my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuh...It keeping them hard...I feeling tired...feeling weak....feeling stupid...cannot stay awake...will be knocked out for a long time...Where you taking me?...What are you going to do with me?...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...tottering on the brink of unconsciousness.



Her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as Lance polished her big...hard and erect cocoa nipples with chloroform...making them glossy and hard as diamonds. "You talk too much Cat Girlie...You got only yourself to blame...Made a big mistake...sticking them big tits of yours where they don't belong...in the business...of the BLACK SYRIAN" replied Lance as he dabbed the chloroform soaked cotton over each of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's huge hard and erect cocoa nipples. "Black Syrian??...Uuuuuuuh ... Lancelot Holder...Who that?...Why he want to kill the boy?...What he doing in Jamaica...?...Have to stop him...Bring him to justice" gasped Yellow Cat...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her cowl mask...her vision blurring...her glossy lips stretched into a dopey smile.



Her head was spinning...her naked mountainous brown breasts...capped at their summits by colossal cocoa nipples...that were hard and erect...glossy like diamonds...the effects of the electric shock administered by an electric stun gun...being forced to inhale chloroform...and now having the potent anaesthetic rubbed all over her expansive naked chest....taming her mighty breasts and pushing her ever closer to certain defeat...by way of sleepy submission. Lance Holder was feeling growing heat between his legs...becoming more aroused as the Busty Jamaican Amazon wiggled her voluptuous and muscular brown body against his...her perfect ebony mounds...heaving up and down...slower and slower...she was hanging on to consciousness by the most slender of threads.



"How you gonna stop him....When you can't even stop me?" asked Lance rhetorically as he rubbed the wide cotton pad all over Lara's expansive naked brown bust...ensuring both of her massive mounds gleamed with a distinct hazy aura of chloroform...the colossal cocoa nipples that capped their respective summits...glossy....hard and erect like twin towers."Yes Lancelot Holder...Congratulations...I have fallen into your trap...Shock me in my Super Breasts...Bite me in my Super Nipples...Now putting chloroform on them...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...They are so hard...Feel dizzy...Feel weak...Weak and sleepy...Did not plan to be captured...Did not plan...to be knocked unconscious...today.." babbled Yellow Cat...her brown eyes fluttering rapidly in the slits of her cowl mask...her breathing strained as her naked mountainous brown breasts...laboured up and down...as she struggled desperately to remain conscious...as the SUV continued its journey out of The Flats



"Uuuuuuuh....Lancelot Holder...You not get away...with this...Will not give up....Will stop you...Will stop you and Black Syrian...Will....No...Not the cotton!...No!...Not again...Super Breasts hurt...drugged...Super Nipples hard.....Have no Cat Strength...No....Keep it away....No...." cried Lara...her brown eyes widening in panic...her glossy lips parted...baring her pear white teeth in a snarl...as Lance slowly covered the lower part of her nose and her mouth with the thick cotton wad up "NNNNNN...NNNNNNN...NNNNNNN" screamed Yellow Cat into the cotton...her brown eyes wide open in the slits of her cowl mask...as more of the potent fumes of chloroform flooded her wide nostrils...saturating her lungs.



While Lance held the anaesthetic soaked wad firmly over her nose and mouth...with his right hand...he used his free left hand to fondle Lara's enhanced cocoa nipples...hard, erect and glossy from the effects of the electric shock...clamps...and chloroform with impunity...further dousing the fiery spirit of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...who had come to The Flats to capture the teenager Jimmy Jones...but now had no choice but to accept that she was the one who was going to be captured. "Ha!...Give up Cat Girlie!...You ain't getting out of this!....Black Syrian's got big plans here in Jamaica...You ain't gonna stop us!...Forget about the kid!...We'll get him...Just as we got you!" gloated Lance..as he kept the cotton pad pressed over Yellow Cat's nose and mouth...while his coarse fingers rotated her huge brown nipples clockwise...then anticlockwise.



As she felt the fingers of the playboy businessman turned criminal toying with her naked and vulnerable big brown nipples...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...Only had one thought on her mind. "Stanley Wong...I am

so sorry...Uuuuuuuuuh...for running out on you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...experienced feelings...Uuuuuuuuuuuh

that I could not handle...would never have been captured...by Lancelot Holder...if I stayed with you...I am so

tired...My Super Nipples...hard...bitten by clamps...drugged with chloroform...being touched by Lancelot Holder...Uuuuuuuuuunh...so rough...He does not respect them...like...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...you would...Stanley Wong...Please find me...need you....need your help to..Uuuh....No...Uuuuh...feel pressure in my Super Cunt...Uuuuuh...cannot

hold it...Uuuuuh...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuh..Help me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

thought Lara as a second mighty orgasm exploded between her large thighs...sending her hurtling into unconsciousness.



To be continued
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Yellow Cat and the Black Syrian 6




Golden Dragon Restaurant

Downtown Kingston

4 pm



STANLEY WONG...newly hired consultant to Jamaican billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite...sat alone in a private dinning room in the exclusive Chinese restaurant...wondering what had gone wrong. Hours earlier he had arrived here with his employer's daughter...the beauteous LARA GOODNITE...and they were having lunch. A well known criminologist in the Caribbean island...Stanley had heard of her reputation of being cold and blunt towards men...and this was suggested as the reason why she was not yet married or had children...much to the disappointment of her father. However Stanley felt a connection with Lara.



As he sat alone in the dining room...he remembered seeing her virtually naked...clad only in a thin bathrobe...her shapely breasts and cunt exposed to him...when he first went to her townhouse in Hope Gardens days earlier...on the orders of her father to escort her to the racetrack for a meeting with Qatari businessman SAMUEL HABIB. He remembered how she reluctantly invited him to lunch...no doubt grateful but to proud to admit it...for covering for her disappearance at the track. Stanley remembered seeing Lara trying to hide the fact that she was aroused when she came to his apartment in Trench Town to meet him...and saw him topless. He saw a softer side of this beautiful woman while having lunch...as she spoke about her now deceased mother..



Stanley saw her tough exterior beginning to fade away...revealing a kind and loving soul....and remembered how electric it felt to have her hand in his own...as their lips drew closer and closer to what seemed to be inevitable. But just as it looked like they were getting closer...Lara ran away for some unknown reason. After having moved around from place to place...never seeming able to settle down...his own past proving an obstacle to his present and future...it seemed like Jamaica...and more specifically Lara Goodnite...held the answer to this problem. "What the hell went wrong?...Lara...What did I say?...What did I do?...I haven't known you for very long...but I felt a connection between us...from the first time I saw you...to today..." thought Stanley as he sat alone at the table.



At that moment...Stanley thought about another woman he had met. Like Lara Goodnite...this woman was also like no other he had ever met. She had a voluptuous and muscular brown body...which was barely clad by a flimsy yellow bra and panty. Her identity concealed behind a yellow cowl mask...with cat's ears on the top...that covered all of her head...except for the lower part of her nose and all of her thick glossy lips. Before she abandoned him...Lara told him that this woman was a vigilante...known in Jamaica...as YELLOW CAT. He found her lying tied and topless inside of a stall at the Barracks Racetrack...while he was looking for Lara. He remembered how she looked at him with sleepy brown eyes...and a dopey smile on her beautiful face...literally begging him to take her.


However his instincts told him this mystery masked woman was not herself...and after dousing her with a bucket filled with cold water...her burst free from her bondage with amazing strength...and thanked him by driving the ball of her erotic right bare foot into his jaw...knocking him to the ground. "How dare you look at my breasts Stanley Wong!" she cried before leaving. Her words...and the sight of her naked mountainous brown breasts...capped at their summits by colossal cocoa nipples....made Stanley think back to his first meeting with Lara Goodnite. "How dare you look at my breasts and my cunt! he remembered her yelling before slapping across the face...as she greeted him at the front door of her townhouse...wearing nothing but a flimsy white bathrobe.



"Wait...No it can't be possible...Could it?" pondered Stanley. Both Lara Goodnite and Yellow Cat took offense at him looked at her naked bust. As he thought about it some more...Lara's shapely brown breasts...and Yellow Cat's larger brown mounds...both seemed remarkably similar to him in every aspect. Just at that moment...Stanley's thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone. Taking his phone out of his right trousers pocket...and checking the number...Stanley saw it was his employer...Gordon Goodnite...the father of Lara Goodnite calling him. "Wong!...Where have you been?...I've been trying to contact you for hours now" said an irritated Gordon on the other end of the phone. "Sorry sir...I was just..." began Stanley.



"Never mind that now!...I want you to get over to Tivoli Gardens at once...There have been reports of some kind of fight taking place there in The Flats...As you know Samuel Habib has expressed a keen interest in purchasing real estate in that area and bringing some new development there...in collaboration with Goodnite Enterprises...I want you to go there at once and investigate!...Report to me as soon as you find out the cause...We shall discuss other matters at a later time" replied Gordon...interrupting Stanley to issue his orders and then end the phone call. Getting up from the table...Stanley made his way out of the private dining room and was on his way out of the restaurant when he was stopped by the head waiter.



"Mr Wong...Miss Goodnite left these...Could you see they are returned to her?" he asked as he handed Stanley a bunch of car keys. "Sure" replied Stanley. Stepping outside of the restaurant...Stanley was surprised to see Lara Goodnite's red Porsche sportscar still parked outside. This made him even more curious. What could have caused Lara to run out on him so badly...that she left her car outside of the restaurant. However he knew he had a job to do for her father...and Lara's car would give him the mobility he needed to do the job. Getting behind the wheel on the right side of the car...Stanley put the key in the ignition...turned it and the Porsche rumbled to life. "Where are you Lara?" wondered Stanley as he drove her car through the streets of downtown Kingston...heading towards Tivoli Gardens and The Flats.



The Flats, Tivoli Gardens

Kingston ,Jamaica

4 pm



The answer to Stanley Wong's question...literally lay in the back seat of a black SUV...with heavily tinted windows that was driving through the dingy streets of this crime-infested district of Jamaica's capital city. LARA GOODNITE....criminologist and heiress to the Goodnite empire...lay topless....her hands zip cuffed behind her back...and unconscious...in the form of her sexy super-powered alter-ego...the Busty Jamaican Amazon known throughout the Caribbean island nation...as YELLOW CAT. Running out on Stanley...because she received a message from her feline friends about the location of stable boy Jimmy Jones...Lara evoked the powers of her magic silver bracelet...to transform into the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to hunt down her quarry.



The trail provided to her by the stray cats the city...with whom she had the power to communicate telepathically with...led to crowded low income housing projects called...THE FLATS...which Lara knew were owned by a real estate company that was part of her father's corporate empire. She had a score to settle with Jimmy Jones...who took advantage of her weakened state at the racetrack...groping her big beautiful brown nipples...and then rolling a ball of catnip over them...which made her super horny and super sleepy. However that was secondary compared to the information which she suspected Jimmy knew about...pertaining to the new wave of criminal activity taking place in Kingston.



National Security Minister Robert Clark...who she once had a crush on...had sought the help of Lara Goodnite...criminologist...to help him devise strategies to stop whoever was orchestrating these crimes...which focused mainly on the illegal drug trade. However the politician had no idea that what Lara could not do as a conservative criminologist...she did as a scantily clad super heroine...who the Jamaican authorities had a warrant out for her arrest...considering her a vigilante. Once again Lara's arrogance and over confidence in her super powers...caused her to underestimate the situation she was going into...and the opposition who she was facing. Her opponents were aware of the threat of Yellow Cat and had made plans to deal with her...should she stick her humungous brown nipples in their affairs.



LANCELOT HOLDER....playboy businessman and secret criminal...admired his handiwork as he used his thumbs to brush the glossy...hard and erect...colossal cocoa nipples of the naked mountainous brown bust of the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican...as lay topless, zip cuffed and unconscious...her voluptuous and muscular body leaning against his toned athletic frame. "You humiliated me at the track Cat Girlie...Consider this a small fraction of the payback that's coming to you" gloated Lance to Yellow Cat...who was out like a light...and unable to respond with one of her usual blunt quips.
After taking some blackjack blows to her naked chest from his men...Lance caught the buxom Jamaican crime fighter off guard...delivering 80,000 volts of electricity from his stun gun to her mighty mounds to incapacitate her.



He then employed large brass clamps...with sharp teeth...to bite into the tender flesh of Yellow Cat's all naturally enhanced nipples...then forced her to breathe chloroform...then rubbed the chloroform all over her naked chest...with special attention to her big brown nipples...then made her breathe the potent anaesthetic again...until she had...not one...but two orgasms...which rendered her totally helpless and unconscious. Cradling the defeated Jamaican superwoman against his upper torso...Lance kept her in place...by wrapping his left arm under her massive brown mounds. He raised his right hand up to her face...his fingers tracing her glossy lips...slightly parted...offering glimpses of her pearl white teeth.



Lance then shifted his fingers up ...tracing the lower part of her yellow cowl mask. "You're out of it super bitch...You can't handle it when a real man touches your big boobs and your big tits...Booyaka!

You're out for the count...Let's see who you are...under the mask..." said Lance. However just as his fingers were about to get a firm grip on the lower part of the helpless heroine's cowl mask...the speaker phone in the rear of the SUV was activated on its own. "Mr Holder...I am advised that the boy Jimmy Jones has escaped" said the garbled voice of his employer...the mysterious international criminal known only as...THE BLACK SYRIAN.



"Yes sir...Yellow Cat interfered...but I dealt with her...she's my prisoner right now" replied Lance. "I am aware of this also Mr Holder...Your priority to find the boy is paramount...he is privy to information sensitive to my operations here in Jamaica...I have contacted a specialist who will take care of the Yellow Cat...You will receive directions to his address...Leave her untouched...Deliver her to him...and continue with your search for the boy" instructed Black Syrian and the line went dead. "You get away this time Cat Girlie...but we will have another time" muttered Lance Holder to the unconscious Yellow Cat who was unaware of what her captors had planned for her.



4.15 pm



Stanley Wong arrived in The Flats...to find the area filled with police officer and private security officers attached to Goodnite Security...Gordon Goodnite's private security firm...which was responsible for providing security for the tenants of these run down apartment buildings. As he got out of Lara's Porsche...Stanley noticed that few of the residents were out in the open...most choosing to remain indoors...while the few who were outside were volunteering little information to the police or the private security officers. Approaching the ground floor of the apartment building where hours earlier a terrific battle had taken place...Stanley identified himself to the lead police officer on the scene...Inspector Marcelle.



"Not much to say Mr Wong...We got reports of gunfire and a fight taking place...from the basketball court to here...but no one's talking..." said the inspector with a shrug of his shoulders. "I understand Inspector...Mr Goodnite is very concerned about what happened here...and I've got to report back to him with some answers" replied Stanley. "Sure Mr Wong...See you must have the favour of the great man...to be driving around in his daughter's car...You know it's said Gordon Goodnite's got an unwritten contract with his employees not to have any relations with his little girl...Ice princess that she is..." remarked the police inspector.



Stanley felt a flash of anger suddenly go through his mind...but calmed himself in the nick of time...before he did something he knew he would regret. "Sorry Inspector...I'm new to Jamaica...Guess I didn't hear that story yet...Let me know if you find out anything..." replied Stanley as he handed Marcelle his business card and walked back to where he parked Lara's sportscar. "That dude's in way over he head" mused the inspector as he walked away in the opposite direction to Stanley...heading back towards the apartment building. Meanwhile...Stanley paused...looking at the now deserted basketball court...cordoned off with yellow caution tape by the police. Looking up...he spotted a stray cat sitting on the rooftop of one building...looking at him...then running away. "This is nuts...but I've gotta take a gamble" resolved Stanley as he got back into the Porsche and drove away.



4.30 pm



The black SUV entered one of the many back streets in the crime hot zone that was Tivoli Gardens...pulling up at its destination...a run down animal clinic located at the end of this narrow street. With two of his men standing watch outside of the SUV...as it parked in front of the crumbling clinic...Lance Holder got out of the rear of the vehicle...carrying the unconscious Yellow Cat in his strong arms...her head lolling back...her eyes tightly closed in the slits of her cowl mask...her glossy lips slightly parts... hands still zip cuffed behind her back...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...which sported toenails that were golden and razor sharp...pointing towards the ground...as he carried her through the rusty front door.



"DOUGLAS!!...DOUGLAS!!" called Lance Holder. His words caused the sounds of foot steps to be heard...and soon...a crazy looking Englishman...with large twisted glasses resting on his crooked nose...wearing a soiled white doctor's coat that had not been cleaned in four years...a tattered purple shirt...showing off his smelly chest hair...ragged brown trousers and worn brown shoes...came running. This vagrant of a man was once a well known veterinarian named Doctor Shane Douglas. That was until four years ago...he was stripped of his licence and his clinic shut down due to unethical practices. He barely scrapped the bottom of the barrel...getting enough to get by...doing odd jobs.



However his mad grey eyes widened with glee...and he drooled at the mouth like a rabid dog...as he saw Lance Holder holding the unconscious Yellow Cat in his arms. Her naked mountainous brown breasts ..swaying freely and sexily...in particular interested him. "That's me" the psychotic physician said. "My employer...the Black Syrian...will pay you handsomely...if you take care of this person of interest for him...She's unconscious now...but is feisty when awake...His instructions are specific...Make her answer his questions...and you will be rewarded" said Lance. "Yes...The doctor will see the patient now...bring her into the examination room" said Douglas with a bow and twisted smile on his ugly face.



4.45 pm



Prowling the dingy streets of The Flats in Lara Goodnite's shiny red Porsche...Stanley Wong drove around...looking for something...anything...which could tell him what had happened at hours earlier...that would have prompted Gordon Goodnite to order him to investigate...whatever it was. Though he knew that the area was part of the talks that his employer was having with Qatari billionaire business magnate Samuel Habib...Stanley was not thinking like an employee of Goodnite Enterprises at the moment. One thing kept coming up in his mind...or rather one person...Lara Goodnite. "Where are you Lara?...Are you all right?" wondered Stanley..as he felt an unusual sense of anxiety building up inside of him...remembering how upset she was when she ran out on him at the restaurant.



As he pondered these thoughts...Stanley just happened to look up...and saw the same stray cat he saw on a rooftop earlier... a fire escape..at the entrance to an alley. Slowing the car...Stanley noticed the cat was looking in a particular direction...at a group of teenage boys standing close to the entrance. He counted six of them...one holding the attention of the others...like he was trying to sell them something. Stanley focused his attention on that boy...using instincts honed in another life. His brown eyes widened with surprise behind his glasses...as he spotted a cat-o-nine whip in the boy's left hand...while he dangled a flimsy yellow bra in his right hand. "Hey!!..You!!" yelled Stanley as he brought the Porsche to a screeching halt...and leapt out. The boys scattered.. as he chased the holder of Yellow Cat's property...Jimmy Jones down the alley...all the time....feeling that Lara Goodnite was in trouble.






5 pm



"Uuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...still in the form of her sexy...super-powered alter-ego...as her brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as consciousness slowly returned to her. The mind of the Busty Jamaican Amazon was a muddle of confusion...as she felt lingering pain in every muscle and every sinew of her voluptuous brown body. "Uuuuuuuunh...My aching Super Nipples...My Super Breasts....feel so weak....tired...dizzy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Remember fighting masked criminals...trying to kill that little boy...Jimmy Jones...who I was looking for...Uuuuuuuuuunh...Lancelot Holder...he electric shocked me in my Super Breasts...put clamps on my Super Nipples...put chloroform on them...touched them...made me orgasm...knocked me out...How long have I been unconscious?...Where am I now?" sighed Yellow Cat as she tried to get up. However the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica soon realised that this was easier said than done.



"Unnnh!!...I have been tied up!...My hands!...My feet!.. Tied really tight!!...Unnnh!!..Unnnh!!" cried Lara...as she discovered her muscular arms were at full stretch on either side of her curvy upper torso...her wrists bound by thick leather straps to what appeared to be a silver metal examination table. She noticed her long muscular legs were spread wide open below her small curvy waist...tight leather straps wrapped around her shapely ankles...binding her erotic bare feet to the lower part of the table. "Unnnnh!!!...I cannot get free!!!..Unnnh!!!...My Super Breasts are still weak!!!...Unnnnnh!!!...Have no Cat Strength yet!!...Unnnnh!!!...Unnnnh!!!" cried Yellow Cat...her fists clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails curled...flexing her muscular arms and long muscular legs...as she strained in futility to break her restraints.



"Ah Pussy Cat...You're awake...Time for you to get your medicine..." sneered Shane Douglas...the vile veterinarian...announcing his presence as he entered the room...pushing a steel trolley...the top of which was covered by a thick white cloth. "My name is Yellow Cat!!...I am a super heroine!!...I do not need a check up!!...I need to get free!!...Release me at once!!...What have you done with my bra and my whip?!...Give them back to me!!...Let me go!!...Let me go now!!" demanded the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...who was only wearing her yellow cowl mask...covering all of her head...except the lower part of her nose and all of her glossy lips....that were parted...baring her pearl white teeth at the vagrant veterinarian...her thin yellow panty barely hugging the space between her massive thighs.. as she writhed furiously atop the examination table.



Her vocal protests and her furious struggles...which accentuated all the muscles of her voluptuous brown body...her mountainous brown breasts swaying freely and sexily from side to side...were all making the demented Doctor Douglas...start to feel his dick move under his ragged trousers...becoming increasingly aroused by his curvaceous captive...triggering the permanent dementia which he was always in...to dictate his next actions. "I was told you were a feisty one!...My speciality is taming wild animals and making them docile!...Taming you will be a pleasure...Pussy Cat..." sneered Douglas. "Ha!...You will be sorry when I get free!...My Super Breasts recover fast...Once my Super Nipples are soft again...I will have my Cat Strength back...and I will get free...find Black Syrian and bring him to justice!" vowed Lara as she continued to struggle. "We will see about that....!" sneered Douglas as he removed the cloth covering the top of the trolley...revealing its contents to the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



5.15 pm



Stanley Wong moved like a man possessed...chasing teenager Jimmy Jones through the narrow alleys that were common in the crime-infested district of Tivoli Gardens called The Flats. His eyes focused on his target...adrenaline flowing through his body like never before...Stanley was determined to catch this boy...for reasons he could not yet understand. Something triggered inside of him...when he saw Jimmy trying to sell the trademark flimsy yellow bra and cat-o-nine whip...which he knew were the property of the beauteous Jamaican superwoman...named Yellow Cat. "The kid was trying to sell them to make a fast buck!...He's got them because something happened to her!...He's gonna talk...one way or the other!" vowed Stanley as he closed the gap on the running boy...his concern for the masked maiden...matching his concern for Lara Goodnite.



5.30 pm.



Lara's brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and a gasp of surprise escaped from between her parted glossy lips as she saw an assortment of strange paraphernalia. lying on top of the trolley."Unnnh!!...Let me go!!...Unnnh!!...Let me go!!" cried Yellow Cat as she continued to flex her muscular arms and long muscular legs...straining unsuccessfully to break the leather restraints binding her to the silver metal examination table. Douglas ignored her cries...keeping his back turned to her...whistling...as he dipped the bristles of a pair of toothbrushes...into a jar containing a clear gel...ensuring they were thoroughly coated with the gel. Turning around...he displayed the toothbrushes...one in each hand to the captive crime fighter. "Toothbrushes?!...How is that going to subdue me?!" scoffed Lara with a smile on her beautiful face.



6 pm



As the day drew to a close over Kingston...specifically over the crime-riddled district in Tivoli Gardens that was called The Flats...so too did the effort of teenager Jimmy Jones to escape from a persistent Stanley Wong. Closing the gap on the boy...Stanley grabbed him by his shirt collar and in a single motion...hurled him against a wall. He was on the startled boy in a flash...his left forearm...jammed under Jimmy's neck...pinning him to the wall...and snatching the thin yellow bra and cat-o-nine whip out of the boy's hands with his free right hand. "Where is she?!..What've you done with Yellow Cat?!...Answer me!!" demanded Stanley....filled with an anger that was building inside of him.



"Hey cool it man...If you got a thing for the super bitch...It's too late...someone else got her first...she dead meat..." quipped Jimmy. "Yah!!" replied Stanley...felling him with a lightning fast right jab in the middle of his face. Grabbing the unconscious Jimmy Jones...Stanley dragged him back down the alley to where he left Lara's Porsche. Knowing he'd be out cold for at least three hours because of the force of the blow he gave the boy...Stanley used Jimmy's own belt to hogtie his hands and feet together...and locked him inside of the trunk."Better dump this kid at one of the safe houses that Goodnite Security has...My job gives me the clearance...I don't need baggage while I'm looking for Yellow Cat...Something tells me the lady is in real trouble" thought Stanley as he got back into Lara's Porsche and drove away...to continue his search for the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



6 pm



Meanwhile at the run down animal clinic...discredited veterinarian Shane Douglas...was administering his unusual brand of treatment...to the very special patient...that had been left in his care. Holding what seemed to be a pair of ordinary brushes in his hands...the demented doctor...used his thumbs to press tiny buttons on the handles...to reveal they were actually electric toothbrushes. "A good brushing will fix you Pussy Cat" sneered Douglas...with glee in his grey eyes...behind his twisted glasses...as he slowly lowered the whirling bristles of his electric toothbrushes... towards the fabulous anatomy of the mighty Jamaican superwoman...Yellow Cat...who was flat on her back atop a silver examination table...her muscular arms and long muscular legs spread-eagled...struggling to break the strong leather straps binding her wrists and shapely ankles to the sides of the table.



"I brush and floss three times a day!...Your toothbrushes are no threat to me!" scoffed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...a broad smile of amusement at the vagrant veterinarian...wondering how he could possibly think of defeating her with toothbrushes. The answer became apparent to Yellow Cat within the space of two seconds...as Douglas began her unscheduled treatment....lowering his instruments of choice...to towards the most special parts of the anatomy of the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "HA!...MY SUPER NIPPLES...HA HA HA HA HA...ARE BEING BRUSHED?!!....AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...TRY YOUR BEST....HA HA HA HA HA HA...THAT IS NOT....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...GOING TO STOP ME....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA....WILL GET FREE...HA HA HA HA HA HA...AND STOP YOU...HA HA HA HA HA" blurted Lara.



Her glossy lips spread into a broad smile...showing the top and bottom rows of her pearl white teeth....her brown eyes narrowing in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as she threw her head back..laughing loudly....thrusting the massive mounds of her broad naked chest towards Doctor Douglas...while flexing her muscular arms...and long muscular legs....her fists clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...curled with tension...as she writhed furiously atop the table...as Douglas worked the thick spinning bristles of his electric toothbrushes over each of her colossal cocoa nipples and the wide cocoa areolas that surrounded them. A man scorned by all right thinking women because of his perverted mentality...Douglas took special interest in the anatomy of the female body.



He was drooling on both sides of his mouth...and felt his dick stiffening under his ragged trousers... as he gazed lustily over the voluptuous and muscular brown body of the captive Jamaican crime fighter. "Her skin...is soft... smooth to the touch...her muscles well defined...perfect with every curve of her body...her hands are strong...with slender figures...her feet perfectly curved...with incredible toes...but...her chest...is a work of art...she must have the biggest boobs in all of Jamaica....with large exquisite nipples...and areolas...her greatest assets...but also...her greatest liabilities" the minority analytical part of his brain reasoned...as he watched the whirling thick bristles of his electric toothbrushes...moving back and forth...covering every inch of the entire summits of the great brown mountains of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's awesome chest.



"HA HA HA HA HA....MY SUPER BREASTS...HA HA HA HA HA...MY SUPER NIPPLES... HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA....I AM BEING TICKLED??!!...HA HA HA HA HA HA...MUST GET FREE...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...DID NOT KNOW...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

...MY SUPER BREASTS....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...AND MY SUPER NIPPLES...HA HA HA HA HA HA...ARE SO TICKLISH....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA" howled Lara with riotous laughter...her brown eyes narrowing in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips stretched into a broad grin...displaying the top and bottom rows of her pearl white teeth...as her muscular arms and long muscular legs tugged in futility against the tough leather restraints...her voluptuous and muscular brown body wiggling like a snake atop the metal examination table.



Douglas continued his brushing of the colossal cocoa nipples and wide cocoa areolas which capped the summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts....ensuring that every inch of these super erogenous zones were kept completely covered by the rapidly rotating...thick soft bristles of his electric toothbrushes. "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA ...MY SUPER BREASTS...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA... MY SUPER NIPPLES...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...SO TICKLISH...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA... MUST GET FREE...HA HA HA HA....WILL STOP YOU... HA HA HA HA...MUST FIND BLACK SYRIAN... HA HA HA HA HA... AND BRING HIM...HA HA HA HA....TO JUSTICE... HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA " laughed Yellow Cat...flexing her muscular arms and long muscular legs... her fists clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...tugging in futility at the tough leather restraints...which refused to yield...as she writhed furiously atop the examination table.



"That's where you're wrong foolish girl!" remarked Douglas as he kept the rotating thick bristles of his electric toothbrushes moving slowly over the super erogenous summits of her perfect ebony mounds...ensuring every inch was covered. "HA HA HA HA HA HA...MY SUPER BREASTS...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...MY SUPER NIPPLES...HA HA HA HA HA HA...YOU ARE THE FIRST CRIMINAL...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...TO TICKLE THEM...HA HA HA HA HA HA....IN MY CAREER...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...AS A SUPER HEROINE....HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...CONGRATULATIONS....HA HA HA HA HA HA...BUT IF YOU THINK...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA....THIS WILL STOP ME...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...YOU ARE WRONG...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...." laughed the Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she continued to struggle.





"YOU WILL BE IN BIG TROUBLE.....HA HA HA HA HA...WHEN I GET FREE...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...YOU CANNOT DO ANYTHING...TO SUBDUE ME...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA" laughed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...a broad smile etched on her beautiful face...flashing her pearl white teeth at the vile veterinarian...who kept on moving the electric brushes over the wide cocoa areolas atop the summits of her great brown breasts...in a circular motion...making sure the rotating bristles brushes her thick cocoa nipples at the centre of these highly erogenous zones...as she strained to break her bonds.




"HA HA HA...I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS...HA HA HA HA...I AM A BUSY SUPER HEROINE...

HA HA HA HA HA....I HAVE TO FIND JIMMY JONES...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA....PROTECT HIM...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...FROM THE BLACK SYRIAN...HA HA HA HA HA HA

LEARN ABOUT HIS PLANS...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...STOP THEM...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

HA...AND BRING HIM...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA...TO JUSTICE...HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA..." blurted Yellow Cat throwing her head back...her muscular arms and long muscular legs at full stretch...her fists..with long slender fingers with golden and razor sharp fingernails... clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with gold and razor sharp toenails curled... thrusting her naked mountainous brown breasts up towards the demented doctor...who gleefully kept moving the whirling thick bristles of his electric toothbrushes over her colossal cocoa nipples and the wide cocoa areolas that surrounded them.



However Yellow Cat had once again miscalculated the seriousness of her predicament...due to her arrogance and overconfidence that her super powers would always help her to win...and the criminals she faced were imbeciles...incapable of handling a woman like her. The Busty Jamaican Amazon was unaware...that as she laughed from the repeated strokes of the rotating bristles of the electric toothbrushes over her naked broad chest...the toothbrushes were steadfastly doing the job that Douglas intended them to do. As they brushed the super erogenous and tender cocoa flesh of Yellow Cat's fabulous nipples and areolas...they slowly massaged the gel which coated their long thick bristles...into these areas....compounding the peril of the celebrated Jamaican superwoman.



"Oooooooh....What is happening....I...I am...suddenly...getting...really...dizzy...and....and...tired.... so...tired..." confessed Lara...surprised by the fact that she was quickly becoming light headed...the struggles of her voluptuous and muscular brown body...becoming slower and slower...as Douglas glided the rotating bristles of the electric toothbrushes over each of her colossal cocoa nipples and her wide cocoa areolas which capped the summits of the magnificent mounds of her naked chest. Seconds slowly turned into minutes...as Lara felt her eyelids becoming increasingly heavier in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she felt the whirling bristles brushing her all over her big brown nipples...that were becoming shiny...hard and erect again. "Oooooooh....What...is...happening....to me....Uuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples...What...have...you....

...done....to....me....Uuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...as an inconvenient truth dawned on her.



To be continued
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 7



Tivoli Gardens, Kingston

Jamaica, 6.30 pm.

LARA GOODNITE...knew she was in big trouble. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara....as her eyelids became heavier with each passing second...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of the yellow cowl mask with cat's ears on top...that she wore whenever she was in her secret identity as the famous Jamaican superwoman...YELLOW CAT...scantily clad...masked champion of justice in the Caribbean island nation. Thanks to the ancient magic contained within the silver bracelet she always wore on her left wrist...the 43 year old daughter of billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite... could access incredible powers to help her in the fight against crime in Jamaica.



A black belt in karate without her super powers...the magic of her bracelet...granted her Cat Strength...which was the equivalent of the strength of 20 men....feline agility...and the ability to communicate with cats... who were her eyes and ears within Jamaica's capital city of Kingston...alerting her to the presence of evil. However none of Lara's super powers and special abilities as Yellow Cat seemed able to help her at this very moment...as she lay flat on her back atop a silver examination table...inside an old...run down veterinary clinic in a back street in the crime infested district that was known as THE FLATS....as the demented DOCTOR SHANE DOUGLAS...a disgraced and discredited veterinarian... gave her an unexpected form of treatment that was doing an excellent job of taming her fiery spirit.

"Oooooooooh....My Super Nipples....Uuuuuuuuuuh....You are making theem....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...so...haaaaaaaard

....distracted by tickling....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...did not take you seriously....Getting sleepy....Getting weak....Getting dizzy...feel like passing out...want to become...unconscious...No...have to...stay awake...get free..."moaned Yellow Cat as Douglas kept brushing her big puffy, dark brown nipples..with a pair of electrie tootbrushes keeping them polished and hard as concrete..and her trapped in a stupor of never-ending sexual pleasure and a desire to become unconscious. "That's not going to happen Pussy Cat...You'll be staying with me...for a very long time..." gloated Douglas as he moved the rotating bristles of the electric toothbrushes meticulously over the big puffy dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas of Lara's significantly enhanced brown breasts as Yellow Cat.


"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh....have no choice...but to agree with you...Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Did not take you seriously...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...did not realise...your real intention...until it was too late...

let my guard down...while you tickled by Super Breasts....allowed you...to drug me...in my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuh

...What is it?...My Super Nipples...made hard...in seconds...I am out of it...want you to keep brushing them...making me weak...making me helpless...I am being...tamed...Uuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuh" confessed Lara as she stared with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...at the vile veterinarian...with a broad dopey smile...on her beautiful face...flashing the upper row of her pearl white teeth...her head pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair...which rolled from side to side...fighting a losing battle to clear the cobwebs from her brain...and disbelieving how she could be subdued so easily...as Douglas waxed her fabulous dark brown nipples and areolas...glossy and hard with his electric toothbrushes.



Douglas' grey eyes widened with interest as the Busty Jamaican Amazon uttered his name...as the movements of her voluptuous and muscular brown body...became slower and slower...as he drugged her in her colossal cocoa nipples with his devious devices. "So..you think you know me...eh?!" grinned Douglas as he continued to glide the whirring bristles over the hard, puffy, dark brown nipples of the captive Jamaican superwoman."I..I do a lot of reading..Uuuuuuuh..when I'm not fighting crime...Ooooooh.. you are Shane Douglas..licensed medical practitioner in England...1978.... your speciality...veterinary medicine...Uuuuuuuuunh...a resident doctor at..Oooooooooooooooooooooooah...Kingston Animal Hospital..since..1999..fired and disbarred..for unethical conduct..in..2001..." blurted Lara....her glossy lips stretched into a dopey smile...showing her upper and lower rows of pearl white teeth.



The eyelids of Busty Jamaican Amazon becoming heavier and heavier with fatigue in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as the special gel was massaged deep into her beauteous dark brown nipples and areolas...binding her Super Breasts with unbreakable erotic chains of bondage. Her muscular arms and legs fell limp atop the examination table...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...twitching slower and slower...every time the spinning bristles of the electric toothbrushes massaged the clear gel all over...deeper and deeper into her puffy dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas...making them gleam with a shiny lustre. "



"You're all mine Pussy Cat...All mine to do with as I please" sneered Douglas as he kept on brushing the super summits of the magnificent naked brown mounds of the sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...becoming more excited...as he watched her thick cocoa nipples respond to the special treatment being meted out to them...brushing...polishing them into glossy diamond like hardness. "Uuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are right Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are brushing some kind of gel...into my Super Nipples......it contains something special...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...that is leaving my Super Nipples...so...hhh...hhhh...aaaaaaaaaaarrr...d....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...making my Super Breasts...get totally tired...

...that is making me....so....sleepy....so weak...got to get free...find Jimmy Jones...stop the Black Syrian..." moaned Lara....rolling her head...pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair from side to side.



The utterance of the name of the malevolent criminal mastermind...caused something to click in the demented mind of Shane Douglas. The vile veterinarian remembered the words of the Black Syrian...the instructions he gave him...and the penalty he would pay if he failed to carry them out. Removing the electric toothbrushes...the psychotic physician... selected another pair of objects from the top of his nearby trolley while Yellow Cat was inadvertently telling him her plans...as part of her heroic rhetoric. "AAHIEEEEEE" screamed the Busty Jamaican Amazon as Douglas attached shiny steel clamps on to each of her perfect puffy dark brown nipples....interrupting her in mid sentence.



"AAIEEEEEE..MY SUPER NIPPLES...AIEEEEEEE....WHY DID YOU DO THAT....AIEEEEEEEEEEE...

CLAMPS....BITING INTO MY SUPER NIPPLES...AIEEEEEEEEEEE...STING LIKE FIRE...AIEEEEEEE

...PAIN...AIEEEEEEEEEE...OH GOD...AIEEEEEEEEEE...GREAT PAIN...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

...GET THESE CLAMPS....AIEEEEEEEEEEE...OFF MY SUPER NIPPLES....SHANE DOUGLAS...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" screamed Yellow Cat...her voluptuous and muscular brown body gyrated frantically atop the examination table... as the sturdy steel devices bit hard...deep and painfully into her puffy dark brown nipples that had already been made hard by the special clear gel that was gently massaged into the super summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts.



"Not so tough now...Are you Pussy Cat?!...I'm gonna make you weaker than a kitten...and you'll tell me all I want to know..." sneered Douglas as he watched the Busty Jamaican Amazon gyrated frantically atop the table...her muscular arms and long muscular legs straining...her fists clenched...showing the golden and razor sharp fingernails of her strong hands...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...curled with tension...as she shook her massive brown mounds from side to side repeatedly...trying to shake the steel clamps loose but only managed to worsen the situation as her struggles made the clamps bite deeper into her super erogenous summits. 'TRY YOUR BEST....SHANE DOUGLAS....AIEEEEEEE...AIEEEEEE...AIEEEE...AIEEEE

...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" screamed Lara...in absolute agony...her glossy lips parted...her pearl white teeth bared...flexing her muscular arms and long muscular legs...shaking her naked perfect ebony mounds from side to side...trying unsuccessfully to shake the steel clamps off her big dark brown nipples.



Smiling as he heard her defiant challenge...the vindictive veterinarian left the steel clamps in place...attached to each of the big dark brown nipples of the massive brown breasts of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...while choosing another device from the top of the trolley. Distracted by the effects of the drugged gel that was tickle brushed into her awesome nipples...the strong steel clips biting into them hard and deep....Yellow Cat was taken completely by surprise by what the villainous veterinarian had coming to her. " AHAIEEEEE....MY SUPER CUNT...AHAIEEEEEEEEE....LOW BLOW....AHAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AHAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AHAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AHAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" complained Lara as a steel ball with several spikes...was repeatedly rolled by Douglas... over the thin fabric of her flimsy yellow panty between her large thighs...painfully stabbing her in the clitoris...causing its surrounding thick patch of black pubic hair to become moist.



As the Busty Jamaican Amazon's senses reeled from the simultaneous sensations of raw pain in her big puffy dark brown nipples...as the steel clamps bit deeper and harder into them....as she tried to shake them loose by swaying her naked mountainous brown breasts from side to side...and the spiked steel ball was rolled back and forth over the middle of her thin yellow underwear...the spikes stabbing her repeatedly in her virgin clitoris....the villainous veterinarian...Doctor Shane Douglas...selected another item from the top of his trolley....setting aside the spiked ball. Holding a grey aerosol can in his free left hand...he aimed it straight the beautiful face of the helpless Heroine of Jamaica...and without remorse...pressed the button on top of the can.



"Kaff...Kaff...I cannot breathe...Kaff Kaff...Kaff...What is it...Kaff...Kaff...Kaff..that smells bad...Kaff...Kaff...Kaff...Kaff...Kaff" gasped Lara...as a thick white cloud covered her face....and thick fumes wafted inside of her large flaring nostrils and into her open mouth...past her glossy lips and her upper and lower rows of pearl white teeth...as she rolled her head...pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair...trying unsuccessfully to get away from the strange gas...and not to breathe it. However...the gas...together with the clamps on her big beautiful dark brown nipples...the application of the spiked ball to her genitals...the electric shock...battery clamps to her famous nipples...and chloroforming of her fantastic chest...all proved too much for the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to handle...all in one afternoon.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You got me good...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

They real hard...I real weak now...Have no Cat Strength...when my Super Nipples...are hard...Aaaaaaah

...violated me...in my Super Clitoris...Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...in real pain...never felt...so out of it...

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cannot think...cannot...move...feel real tired...must not black out...or

...I will be finished....This cannot be happening...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"" blurted Lara...as her massive brown breasts...with the shiny steel clamps still attached to their super erogenous summits...moved slowly up and down with each laboured breath that she took.



Her brown eyes fluttering within the slits of her yellow cowl mask...struggling to stay open...as her vision became increasingly blurred with each passing second. Her muscular arms and long muscular legs felt heavy as lead...and lay still atop the silver examination table. The palms of her hands opened...and her slender fingers....which had golden and razor sharp fingernails...spread themselves wide apart...giving up trying to break the leather restraints binding her wrists to the table. Similarly... Lara's erotic bare feet...pointed away from each other...their sexy toes...with golden and razor sharp toenails...twitching slower and slower..as her strength evaporated rapidly from the muscles of her voluptuous brown body.



Knowing he had the Busty Jamaican Amazon where he wanted her...Douglas reached for the top of his trolley again."Uuuuuuuuuunh...A spiked ball...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are rolling it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...all over...my hard Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...That hurts Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...I am so weak....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...have no Cat Strength...when my Super Nipples...are so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

You are making me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...so...sleepy...getting...stupid....have fallen into...Black Syrian's trap...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh" moaned Lara...rolling her head...pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair...from side to side...trying to shake herself out of the nightmare that she was living.



"That's right Pussy Cat..It's all over for you..You're done for..." sneered Douglas as he changed his instruments again. ""The super bitch is too groggy to do anything...My theory about the woman's anatomy must be accurate" thought the villainous veterinarian to himself as he reapplied his electric toothbrushes to the places which he knew would prove irresistible to the buxom Jamaican superwoman...whose fiery spirit was being tamed into sleepy submission. "Ooooo....Yes Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuh...I am...so out of it...got me good...my Super Breasts...Super Nipples...Super Cunt...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.....in so much pain..Ooooo..so much pleasure....Uuuuuuuuuuh...I am turned on... I feeling real weak...You have trapped me good...Uuuuuuh..urge to lose consciousness...so strong....must not black out...have to escape...find Jimmy Jones...bring Black Syrian...to justice" sighed Yellow Cat..her large brown breasts rising and falling rapidly as she spoke.



"Ha!...You're can't stop the Black Syrian!...He's too smart for an arrogant female like you!...He suspected you would be poking your big tits into his affairs...His men were ready for you...That's why he hired me...to give you this special treatment" gloated Douglas as he glided the whirling thick bristles of the electric toothbrushes in a circular motion...clockwise...then anticlockwise...over the big puffy dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas which capped the summits of the mighty brown mounds of the awesome chest of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. "Oooooo...My Super Nipples....getting a brushing...again...Uuuuuuuuuuh...that feels...so good...Shane Douglas...I feeling...real sleepy....getting...real stupid...I in big trouble...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Ooooooooooooooooooah" confessed Lara in a faint and sleepy voice...as the wiry strands of the electric brush rotated rhythmically over her puffy, dark brown nipples..keeping them polished and hard as concrete..and her trapped in a stupor of never-ending sexual pleasure and a desire to become unconscious.



" That's the understatement of the day woman!...Observe...as I brush your oversized tits...into hardness and erectness...they are coated with a special gel...of my own creation...it is a combination of a powerful muscular relaxant...to keep you docile...and sodium pentothal" gloated Douglas as he used the brushes to polish Lara's big bullet shaped dark brown nipples to a glossy finish...keeping them hard and erect like twin towers atop the summits of each of her naked mountainous brown breasts. "Uuuuuuuuuuh....Yes Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples... are so hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...want to escape...but...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...want to be brushed...No...Uuuuuuh...What is happening to me...??...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...getting...stupid...hard to think...of anything...except...about...sex...and...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...No...must resist...must...get...free..." moaned Yellow Cat...rolling her head...pillowed atop her long thick mane of glossy black hair...as she struggled desperately to resist the growing erotic desires within her mind.



"Shhh...Don't fight it Pussy Cat...Think only of the bristles as they glide over and over...your huge tits...You feel yourself becoming tired...too tired to stay awake....You want to sleep....sleep...sleep..." gloated the vile veterinarian as he moved the spinning bristles of the electric toothbrushes...over and over...each of her hard and erect...puffy dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas...brushing more of the clear gel into these super erogenous zones that capped the summits of her massive brown mounds. "Yes....I real...tired....do not want...to find...Jimmy...Jones.. do not want...to stop...Black Syrian...want...my Super Nipples...to be brushed...I tired....real tired...want...to...sleep..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her eyelids heavy...her brown eyes dull and hazy...a dopey smile on her beautiful face...as the truth serum in the gel began to take effect.



"Feel the gentle brushing of your big tits....Give in to the pleasure...You're hypnotised..." ordered Douglas as he kept brushing Lara in her big puffy dark brown nipples...keeping them in a glossy and diamond hard state. "Yes...Shane Douglas...You own my Super Nipples....I feel...real sleepy...I feel...stupid...I...hypnotised...." confessed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...a broad dopey smile on her beautiful face...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her breathing becoming slow and deep...as her massive brown breasts...rose and fell slower and slower...before the villainous veterinarian...with each deep and relaxed breath...she took...as her voluptuous and muscular brown body lay limp atop the examination table...her efforts to escape...at an end.



"Very good Pussy Cat...You can't resist it when I brush your big tits...You are becoming very...very tired...You will answer whatever questions I ask you...Do you understand?" asked Douglas. "Yes..." replied Lara in a sultry and sleepy voice...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she felt the spinning bristles of the electric toothbrushes of the demented Doctor Douglas massaging the special gel containing sodium pentothal....into her big puffy dark brown nipples...keeping them glossy...hard and erect. "Yes....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...I too weak...too sexy...too tired...to stop...Black Syrian...must...stay helpless...want...my Super Nipples brushed...like this...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I so sleepy....getting...sleepier

...and sleepier...." moaned Yellow Cat as the erotic brushing of her big dark brown puffy nipples lulled her deeper and deeper into a stupor of sex and sleep.



"You can't sleep yet Pussy Cat...I want to know all your super powers....Remember...your big tits are under my control...I will stop giving them pleasure...if you don't tell me all your super powers...and how to defeat you..." gloated the villainous veterinarian...as he kept brushing Lara's super erotic summits even further. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...Cannot tell you that...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Super Nipples...are so hard...pain...then pleasure...then pain...again...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cannot stand it...I am going...to...Uuuuh...Uuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh" moaned Yellow Cat..as thin streams of milk squired up in the air as the electric tooth brushes...lulled her deeper and deeper into a powerful stupor of sex and sleep.



"Do as I say Pussy Cat!...Do it...or shall I use the spiked ball...or the clamps on your big tits again?!" growled Douglas as he kept the rotating bristles of the electric toothbrushes moving over every inch of her hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples. "Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...No one...has ever...made me lactate...before...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I feel...too turned on...too tired...tamed...tamed...by Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara as more milk squirted out of her hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples...staring at the vile veterinarian with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as he kept brushing the super erogenous summits of her massive brown breasts.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her head rolling from side to side atop her long mane of thick glossy black hair...as Douglas continued to arouse the power centres of her famous large brown breasts. "No more delays woman!...Tell me all of your super powers!!...Tell me how you can be beaten!!...Black Syrian will pay me a lot of money for this information!!...Speak!!...or you get the clamps and the spiked ball on your big tits again!!" demanded the villainous veterinarian as he kept on brushing Yellow Cat's big dark brown puffy nipples...working more of the gel into them and the pectoral muscles of her awesome chest. "No...Uuuuuuh...Please...Super Nipples...so hard...hurt so much...cannot get free....making me lactate...I so weak...I so tired...want to become unconscious...must stay awake...find Jimmy Jones...and

stop...Black Syrian...bring him...to justice..."complained Lara...looking at the veterinarian with sleepy brown eyes.



"No!...You can't stop Black Syrian!...You can't even stop me!...You will be mine...You will sleep...but not until you tell me the secrets of your super powers...and how to defeat you" snarled Douglas as he brushed Lara's enhanced puffy dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas with the spinning bristles of his electric toothbrushes...massaging its special gel into her super erogenous zones. "Yes..Super Nipples...never made this hard before...Truth drug...taking effect...cannot resist...must tell you...have Cat Strength...equal to strength of 20 men...have Cat Agility...Vision...Hearing...Can communicate with cats...but...must be...pure of mind...pure of body...to use them...Super powers...contained in my Super Breasts...directed through my Super Nipples...can be made helpless...defeated....by pain...by pleasure...in my Super Breasts..." confessed Yellow Cat...revealing her greatest weakness to the demented doctor.



"I knew it!....I know you...Pussy Cat...I've been reading up in the newspapers about your battles against the criminals..I am fascinated why a woman would wear a mask and a skimpy bikini to show off her body while she fights crime...I have a theory.." grinned Douglas as his electric toothbrush continued to mesmerise Lara's nipples. "Uuuuuuuh ...I am your captive audience..Shane Douglas..I am eager to hear it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman...her eyelids getting heavier by the second...her vision blurring as the erotic abuse of her big puffy dark brown nipples took its toll on her. "You're clearly a 40 year old virgin!...A cold and arrogant woman!You think you're better than any man.. So you show off your big boobs...and the rest of your body...secretly wanting some man to nail you....I'm going to give you your wish...and there's no man who cares enough to save you!" gloated Douglas...as he kept brushing ther hard and erect puffy dark brown nipples...of the sleepy Superwoman of Jamaica...making more milk ooze out of them.



"Uuuuuuuuuuh...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...I am sorry...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...If I did not leave you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I would not...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...have fallen into...the trap...of

...the Black Syrian...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...He was ready for me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

...I did not think...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...will be knocked out...by this pervert...Shane Douglas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...have no Cat Strength...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cannot resist

for much longer...too weak...to get free...Only...one chance..." thought Lara as she taxed her jaded brain in a final effort. Though physically weakened by cruel blows...electric shocks...chloroform...electric toothbrushes...Yellow Cat still had a sliver of her mental energy left...and with her remaining strength...she concentrated...sending out a distress call to friends...in the hope they would respond to her.



Setting one of the electric toothbrushes back on to the top of the trolley...Douglas held the other in his right hand...using it to continue brushing the puffy dark brown nipples of the beaten Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she lay helpless on her back atop the examination table...while extending his left hand towards her face. All Lara could do was stare at him in panic with sleepy brown eyes...realising what he was going to do. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Not my mask...Do not unmask me Shane Douglas...My identity...must remain a secret...to operate as a super heroine....No...I must not be unmasked...No...No...No" cried Yellow Cat...rolling her head...pillowed atop her long mane of glossy thick black hair...as the pudgy fingers of the left hand of the villainous veterinarian...got closer and closer...to the lower part of her cowl mask...threatening to pull it off her face. However before he could reveal the secret identity of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica... Douglas was interrupted by the blaring of the fire alarm of the old clinic.



"Crikey!!...What....?!" began Douglas as powerful jets of water showered down on him from the overhead sprinkler system. "Aahhhhhh!!!...Aahhhhhhh!!!!" cried the villainous veterinarian as he staggered backwards from the examination table..As the water rained down from the ceiling..it washed over Lara's broad naked chest.. "Ohhhh...Water...bathing my Super Nipples...making them...a little soft...must make...one...final effort...sighed the gorgeous Jamaican Amazon. Straining her muscular arms and legs...with great effort...Yellow Cat succeeded in snapping the leather restraints which were binding her to the examination table. Wiping the water away from his face...Douglas saw the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica starting to raise herself up...on top of the table...her voluptuous and muscular brown body gleaming from the water.



"No!!...You can't leave!...I won't let you...I have to...!" yelled Douglas as he picked up the spiked ball...with the intent of using it on Yellow Cat's exposed mighty brown mounds.. However he was interrupted for a third time as the Busty Jamaican Amazon thrust her long muscular right leg in his direction. "Urrrrghh!!!" groaned the vile veterinarian as he tasted the ball of Yellow Cat's erotic right foot as it connected solidly with the middle of his face...twisting his nose out of alignment. Staggering backwards from the force of the blow...Douglas slipped on the wet floor of the examination room and fell against an exposed electrical panel on a nearby wall. "YAHHHH"

he cried out as nearly 2000 volts of electricity surged through his stocky body. As he collapsed to the floor and lay still... Yellow Cat...with great effort....climbed off the table.



Her massive brown breasts...heaving slowly up and down...shining as water bathed her entire body from above......the Busty Jamaican Amazon pressed the palm of her right hand against her throbbing forehead and held on to the top of the examination table with her left hand. At the doorway of the examination table...four stray cats who responded to her mental call for help...and activated the fire alarm and sprinkler system...watched her from the doorway of the examination room. "Thank you little friends...Ohhhhh...My Super Breasts...feel...so weak...My Super Nipples...not getting soft enough...still lactating...it is making me feel sleepy...Uuuunh...My Super Cunt...hurts...barely able to stand...Black Syrian's men...could return...in no condition...to fight them...must get away..." resolved Lara....staggering from side to side... as she made her way out of the examination room.



As the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica made her way with great difficulty across the rooftops of Tivoli Gardens...she was only vaguely away that night had fallen across the capital city of Kingston...of which Tivoli Gardens was a district. "Unnnnnh!" groaned Yellow Cat repeatedly as she leapt from one rooftop to another...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs...seeming to become increasingly lethargic...with each leap she made. "Ooooooooh...the air...so cold...making my Super Nipples...Uuuuuh

..so hard...again...the drug Shane Douglas used on me...very strong...the desire to become unconscious...

getting so strong...must not black out...I will be out for hours...and someone could unmask me...Dad will know my secret...Uuuuuuunh...cannot let that happen" groaned Lara...thrusting her great brown rack forward...her right hand holding the back of her head...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she staggered aimlessly across the rooftops.



Then through her blurry vision...Yellow Cat saw something which gave her a glimmer of hope. An apartment building...and the window of an apartment that was familiar to her...having been there hours earlier in the form of her alter-ego...criminologist...Doctor Lara Goodnite...who was also the daughter of billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite. "Stanley Wong's apartment...Uuuuuuuh...I am too weak...too dizzy...to go any further...have to get to it...before drug on my Super Nipples...knocks me out again"resolved the beaten Busty Jamaican Amazon...straining the jaded muscles of her voluptuous brown body as she leapt across the rooftops of two nearby buildings...before alighting barely on the balls of her erotic bare feet to the rooftop of Stanley's building.



Holding on to a drainage pipe with her right hand...while using her slender muscular left arm...to shield her naked mountainous brown breasts....the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails barely gripping the pipe...Yellow Cat slowly climbed down the side of the old building.

"Uuuuuuuuh...cold air...making my Super Nipples...get harder...so tired...want to pass out...No...must keep going..." gasped Lara as she kept climbing down the pipe...easing slowly on to the ledge on the 10th floor of the 15 storey building...where Stanley Wong's apartment was located. Struggling to keep her balance and stay conscious...the Busty Jamaican Amazon...made it to the window of Stanley's apartment which was overlooking the street.



Smashing the glass with her right fist...Yellow Cat climbed through the window...with great difficulty as...her slender muscular arms and legs...felt increasingly like lead weights. "Stanley....Stanley Wong...Are you...home??" called Lara...swaying drunkenly from side to side...her perfect ebony mounds swaying...capped by big puffy dark brown nipples...that were hard...erect and bullet shaped.. freely from side to side...as she staggered through the darkened apartment...looking for the man who worked for her father...who she silently regretted running out on when they went to lunch earlier in the day. There came no reply from the darkened apartment...as Yellow Cat staggered from the living room...towards the bedroom.



"Stanley...Stanley Wong...Are you here??" called the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she staggered into the bedroom...and found herself...staring at an empty bed right in front of her. Her slender muscular arms dangling limp by her sides...her huge naked brown breasts heaving slowly up and down...with each strained breath that she took...her big puffy dark brown nipples...hard and erect...transmitting weakness throughout every muscle and sinew of her body...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips parted...showing glimpses of her pearl white teeth...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...balancing unsteadily on the balls of her erotic bare feet.



Images played like a repetitive movie reel inside of the jaded brain of the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican heroine...her nearly intimate moments with Stanley Wong at the Golden Dragon Restaurant...the beating she took to her naked breasts from masked thugs working for the Black Syrian...the sensations of getting her massive brown mounds...electroshocked...her fabulous nipples getting battery clamped...chloroformed...by Lancelot Holder...then more torture from the deranged Shane Douglas at the rundown veterinary clinic...electric toothbrushes...with muscle relaxant and truth serum to her Super Nipples...until she lactated...a spiked ball applied with great effect to her virgin Super Cunt. It was all too much for the Busty Jamaican Amazon to bear.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Yellow Cat...her brown eyes rolling up in her head...in the slits of her cowl mask...as her long muscular legs...turned to water below her small curvy waist...and she collapsed like a felled tree...face down on to the middle of the bed....her muscular arms on either side of her curvy upper body...her long muscular legs all full stretch below her small curvy waist...the soles of her erotic bare feet exposed. "Ooooooooh...covers...feel so soft...against my hard Super Nipples...lulling them to sleep...cannot...resist.." sighed Yellow Cat...as her huge naked brown breasts...sank into the sea of comfort that was the bed sheet atop Stanley's bed.



"Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she stretched her muscular arms past her head...resting the palms of her hands flat on the mattress...inches away from the pillow at the top centre of the bed...spreading her long muscular legs wide open below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...digging into the bed sheet...as her tired and aching...voluptuous and muscular brown body...came to rest atop the bed. As she lay face down atop the bed...Yellow Cat could not help but inhale a unique scent that was dominant in the fibres of the bed sheet. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...I am...so sorry...for leaving you...Please...forgive me...I hurt...all over...my body...Where...are you...Please.....Come...home...Uuuuh....I...want you...I need you...

to...Uuuuh...need you...Uuuuuh......I...I...I...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

sighed Lara...as a powerful orgasm exploded between her muscular thighs...and she thought about Stanley Wong...as she surrendered to unconsciousness once again.



To be continued.
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 8



Trench Town

Kingston, Jamaica

7 pm



STANLEY WONG...was a man...with a lot on his mind...as he pulled up outside of the old apartment building he was living in...driving a red Porsche sports car which belonged to LARA GOODNITE...the daughter of his new employer...billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite. Since coming to Jamaica and being hired by Gordon as a special consultant for his conglomerate of Goodnite Enterprises...it seemed to Stanley that his boss' 43 year old daughter seemed to be his real job. On the first night of his arrival in Jamaica...Gordon ordered him to escort Lara to the Barracks Race Track as a way to persuade Qatari billionaire businessman SAMUEL HABIB...to partner with Goodnite Enterprises and sign some business deals here in the Caribbean island.



When he first met Lara...Stanley knew he got more than he bargained for...when she slapped him in the face...when she caught him watching her shapely brown body...clad only in a flimsy white robe when she answered the front door of her townhouse. Lara Goodnite was without doubt...the most beautiful woman that Stanley had ever seen in his life...but was as cold as ice when it came to men. However Stanley recalled this impression of hers came close to bring disapproved...when he was on an a lunch date with L:ara earlier in the week. Just when it looked like she was about to share an intimate moment with him...she ran away without explanation.



Reflecting on this as he entered the front door of his apartment building...Stanley also remembered that Lara Goodnite was not the only woman on his mind at the moment. He was also thinking about the mysterious masked maiden...known as YELLOW CAT. Directed by Gordon Goodnite to investigate reports of criminal activity in a housing project in Tivoli Gardens that was critical to a deal being discussed between Gordon and Habib...he discovered that the Busty Jamaican Amazon had been captured by these criminals. This he found out from teenager JIMMY JONES...who was not unknown to him...having encountered him days earlier at the Barracks Race Tracks where he worked as a stable boy.



He discovered the boy trying to sell Yellow Cat's flimsy bra and her cat-o-nine whip and demanded to know what had happened to her. When the boy disrespected the buxom Jamaican superwoman with gutter talk...something inside of Stanley snapped and he knocked the boy out with a lighting fast punch...employing skills which he had but vowed never to use again. Leaving the boy in the custody of security officers attached to Goodnite Security...a private security firm charged with the responsibility of providing security services for The Flats...Stanley had spent much of the post-lunch period of the day...in a frantic search to find Yellow Cat. However he turned up no leads as to her whereabouts...and he was still concerned about Lara Goodnite. "Nice going Wong....One woman runs out on you...and you can't find another...who's in big trouble...but she's too proud to ask for help" thought Stanley as he walked up the staircase towards his tenth floor apartment...opting not to use the elevator.



Why did Lara abandon him so abruptly at the restaurant? What happened in The Flats? What was Jimmy Jones connection in all of this? How did Yellow Cat get involved and where was she now? All these thoughts swirled around in the mind of Stanley Wong...as he looked at them from several different angles...but reached the same conclusion every time...a dead end with no answers. Taking out his apartment key...Stanley slipped the key in the lock...turned the bolt...and let himself into his darkened apartment. He was about to put on the lights...when he felt a draft of cold air...and his latent skill set took over immediately. "I didn't leave a window open...Somebody broke in" thought Stanley. Moving as quietly as he could...Stanley entered the living room.



He spotted the broken glass from the window...overlooking the street. "I'm ten storeys off the ground...Who could possibly have..." wondered Stanley. His thoughts were interrupted...when he heard...an unmistakeable feminine moan of..."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"...coming from his bedroom. He rushed to the bedroom making no sound across the wooden floor of his apartment...and pushed open the already ajar door...to confirm his suspicions on hearing the moans. The consultant discovered one of the women on his mind... the Busty Jamaican Amazon named Yellow Cat...lying face down in the middle of his bed...her muscular arms stretched past her head...her long muscular legs spread wide open...the soles of her erotic bare feet shown to him. Stanley could not help but admire the amazing musculature on the woman's voluptuous brown body...she was truly living art.



However he quickly observed...she was topless...her yellow cowl mask in place...her thin yellow panty bunched up between her large thighs...narrowing to a sliver between the round firm cheeks of her firm shapely ass. Leaning over her...Stanley brushed back her long mane of glossy black hair...and placed the fingers of his left hand against the left side of her neck. "You're hurt Yellow Cat....Someone really did a number on you" said Stanley as he felt her pulse was faint. Placing his strong hands gently against her broad shoulders...Stanley gently rolled the unconscious Jamaican superwoman over. Placing his left hand against the middle of her back...his right hand behind her knees...Stanley lifted her tenderly into his strong arms.



He watched as her slender muscular arms dangled like limp noodles...her slender fingers with golden and razor sharp fingernails pointing to the floor...same as the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...which had golden and razor sharp toenails.. Her head rolled against her left shoulder. Her eyes tightly shut in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. Her glossy lips slightly parted...offering a glimpse of her pearl white teeth. Stanley watched her massive naked brown breasts...capped at their peaks by big puffy dark brown nipples that were hard...erect...and bullet shaped. He even observed a distinct wet spot on the middle of her flimsy yellow underwear...between her large thighs. "Don't worry Yellow Cat...You're safe now...I'm here...and I will take care of you...I promise" vowed Stanley as he carried the sleeping Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to the nearby bathroom.



8 pm



Yellow Cat felt as if she was in a never ending nightmare. Images of masked thugs beating her in her naked massive brown breasts...the sneering face of playboy businessman Lancelot Holder...as he put battery clamps on her big puffy dark brown nipples...how he taunted her with a chloroform-soaked cotton wad...before placing it over her nose and mouth...forcing her to breathe it...to knock her out...feelings of pain and pleasure as the demented veterinarian...Doctor Shane Douglas...using electric toothbrushes and clamps on her fabulous nipples...

a steel spiked ball being used to steamroll her virgin clitoris...swirled around and around in her jaded brain. Then she felt something different. Calming...soothing sensations...starting to filter into the muscles and sinews of her voluptuous brown body.



"Uuuuuuuh....Home...There is...no place...like...home...Uuuuuuuuuh...it feels good...to be...home...." sighed the Busty Jamaican Amazon as her brown eyes slowly opened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as her senses slowly returned to her. Lara fluttered her brown eyes in the slits of her cowl mask...as blackness slowly gave way to blurry images. As her senses slowly returned...Yellow Cat felt incredible fatigue resonating throughout her entire voluptuous and muscular brown body. She also felt as if her body was surrounded by some kind of liquid. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Breasts....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples...feel...strange...feel...wet...How??.....Where??" sighed Lara as she rolled her head slowly from side to side...and felt her damp mane of glossy black hair...resting against the surface of something.



Then the blurry image of a man...wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans...came into her blurry vision...sitting down close to wherever it is she was. "It's all right Yellow Cat...Just relax...You're safe now..." a familiar male voice replied. Turning her head to the right...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica focused her attention on the man who was sitting to her right. As her vision slowly began to clear...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...Lara was surprised as she stared sleepily into the handsome face of the man who was sitting beside her. "Stanley??...Stanley Wong??" asked Yellow Cat. "It's okay Yellow Cat...Just relax...said Stanley as he placed his left hand on her broad naked right shoulder to reassure her.



As he did so...the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman...discovered she was submerged in a bathtub filled with warm water...up to her broad shoulders. "Eh??....I am naked!...Stanley Wong!...You took off my clothes!...Uuuuuuuuh...my arms...my legs...are so heavy...cannot move...My mask!...No!...You have me helpless!...I do not know...if my mask is still on!" cried Lara in alarm. "It's okay Yellow Cat...Don't be afraid..." said Stanley as he raised his right hand to her beautiful face. "No!...I cannot move!...Please Stanley Wong!...You must not unmask me!...My identity must stay a secret!...No!...No!...No!!" pleaded the Busty Jamaican Amazon...her brown eyes wide open in panic in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as the fingers of Stanley's right hand neared her face...terrified that she was about to be unmasked... and Stanley would know that her true identity was that of Lara Goodnite...the daughter of his boss...Gordon Goodnite...and a well known criminologist. To Lara's surprise...she watched as her father's employee...gently traced the outline of the lower part of her yellow cowl mask...gently brushing the lower part of her nose...which was exposed.



"My...My mask!...It is still on!...You did not unmask me Stanley Wong!...Why??"...cried Yellow Cat with silent relief welling up within her...as the fingers of Stanley's right hand gently caressed the fabric of her yellow cowl mask...including the cat's ears that perked up on top. "I've been looking for you for hours hero lady...and here I found you...passed out in my bed..." explained Stanley as he gently caressed the lower part of the beautiful face of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...which was not covered by her cowl mask. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Why?....Why are you doing this....Stanley Wong??....What is in this bathwater??...My Super Nipples...feel so funny....My Super Breasts...feel heavy....and my Super Cunt...Ohhhhhhhhhh...it hurts...cannot move...I am so weak....I am so helpless...I saw the way...you looked at my Super Breasts...when I was topless...in Crystal Stream's stall...at the Barracks...You could have taken advantage of me...then...but poured cold water on my Super Breasts to revive them...You have me now...where any man in Jamaica...would want to...but you are not unmasking me....Why?...Something in this bathwater...is making me feel....so relaxed...so tired...want to pass out...but I cannot...You will unmask me...as soon as I lose consciousness...I cannot...let that happen...must stay awake..." sighed Lara.



However the Busty Jamaican Amazon was surprised again...as Stanley tenderly traced her glossy lips with his right index finger. "Relax Yellow Cat...Let the healing salts in the bathwater do their work...They'll heal all of the sore muscles in your body...everyplace where those crooks you fought exploited...I'm not most men...I know that you fight for justice and protect innocent people...Your mask helps you do that...I'll never take that away from you...I'll always respect your privacy...I'll never take advantage of you like that...Shhhh...Relax...Sleep Yellow Cat...Go to sleep....Sleep...Sleep" replied Stanley in a soft, calming voice...as he ran his fingers across the masked brow of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. "Uuuuuuh...I am so sleepy Stanley Wong...So tired...my Super Breasts...Super Nipples...Super Cunt...need rest...The way you speak to me...I...I sense...I...can trust you...I...I...I...never felt this way...with any man before...all new to me...I...I...I...I......I....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Yellow Cat. Stanley watched as he saw a white cloud rise from between the large open thighs of the Busty Jamaican Amazon. He watched as Lara's brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...slowly closing as her head sagged forward. Placing his left hand behind Yellow Cat's head...Stanley gently lowered it against the edge of the bathtub. "That's right Yellow Cat...Sleep...Sleep peacefully hero lady...I'll protect you" he assured the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman who was unconscious again.



10 pm



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Stanley....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned Yellow Cat...her head rolling from side to side...pillowed atop her long mane of glossy black hair. Stretching her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs...the Busty Jamaican Amazon realised she was lying atop a flat and comfortable surface...and she felt something soft covering her voluptuous and muscular brown body. As her brown eyes slowly opened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...Lara discovered...she was lying in Stanley's bed on her back...with the covers pulled up to her broad shoulders. "Oooooooh...How long have I been unconscious?" wondered the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she placed the palms of her hands flat on the mattress and eased herself up into a sitting position. As the covers fell away from her broad shoulders...Yellow Cat looked down at her broad...still naked chest. "Ohhhh...My Super Nipples...They are soft...They feel better...I can feel my Cat Strength up to full capacity again" said Lara with a smile...grateful for the treatment that Stanley had given her.



Turning to her right...Yellow Cat smiled again...as she saw her flimsy yellow bra...thin yellow panty...her belt and her cat-o-nine whip lying on a nearby night stand. Swivelling on her shapely ass...stretching her long muscular legs...the Busty Jamaican Amazon...climbed out of the bed. Wearing only her yellow cowl mask...her massive brown breasts swaying gently from side to side...she walked across the wooden floor of the apartment...to where her skimpy attire and accessories were. Lara slipped her flimsy underwear over her erotic bare feet...slowly up her strong calves and large thighs....till it barely covered the space between them. Next she reattached her belt around her small curvy waist...and reattached her whip to the left side of the belt. Brushing back strands of her long mane of glossy black hair...Lara donned her thin yellow bra...which barely covered her magnificent chest. Once she was fully attired...the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman slowly strolled out of the bedroom and into the living room...where she saw Stanley sitting at the table...working on his laptop.



Lara could not help but smile at the sight of him...dressed in a white t-shirt an blue jeans. He paused his work...and turned in her direction as she entered the living room. "I see you're awake...How do you feel?" asked Stanley. "I feel much better Stanley Wong...My Super Breasts feel strong again...and I have no pain...no weakness...no fatigue anywhere in my body..." replied Yellow Cat as she assumed her heroic pose in front of her host. Her hands resting on either side of her small curvy waist...her muscular legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the floor...and her awesome brown bust pushed towards him with confidence. Stanley stood up from the table and walked towards her. His height at six feet..inches above hers../standing at five feet..11 inches. He took time to admire the voluptuous and muscular brown body of the beauteous Jamaican superwoman.



For her part...Yellow Cat did not mind that Stanley Wong was looking at her body. In fact...she was surprised at how pleased she felt that he was...feeling tingles of warmth in her big puffy dark brown nipples and in her virgin cunt...between her large muscular thighs. "I have spent much of today being captured...knocked unconscious...and abused by criminals...Today was tough for me...but I have to say...it is ending well...Thank you for tending to me...I have never met a man who has me vulnerable...but chooses to respect me." said Lara with a broad smile as she looked up into Stanley's warm brown eyes...which gazed back at from behind his large glasses. "You're welcome Yellow Cat...I'm glad to help...but how did you find your way here to my apartment?...And what happened to you...Your nipples were hard and erect...looked like they had been abused for hours...the healing salts I put in the bath water...looks like it helped them..." replied Stanley.



"You really pay attention to detail Stanley Wong...I do not normally approve of people speaking about my body like that...but in your case...I will make an exception...You saw me naked....twice...and did not unmask me...that gives you a right to talk about my body...As I said...I was attacked and knocked out several times by criminals today...they always target my Super Breasts...and my Super Nipples for special treatment." quipped Lara. "I see...Ever consider giving them a little more...Uh...cover?" asked Stanley. "Do not be rude Stanley Wong...I am a strong and independent woman...my attire reflects that...having men touch my Super Breasts and Super Nipples...is an occupational hazard I am used to as a super heroine." quipped Yellow Cat with a broad smile on her beautiful masked face.



"Ok...fair enough...but what happened to you?...My boss Gordon Goodnite called me to investigate reports of a disturbance in The Flats...The way I found you unconscious in my bed...tells me you know something about what happened" said Stanley. "You are correct Stanley Wong...I went to The Flats...to search for a teenage boy...named Jimmy Jones...he was involved with some men who tried to steal Mr Goodnite's horse before it ran in the Kingston Derby...I wanted to question him about who those men were...but other men...came looking for them...I fought them...but their greater numbers got the edge...and they took off my bra...and knocked me out...took me captive...and Jimmy Jones got away...which brings me to ask how you managed to have my bra...and my whip...I lost them in the fight against the criminals at The Flats" said Lara.



"Well...turns out that while I was driving around The Flats looking for clues...I found that same kid from the track...trying to sell your bra and whip for small change...I chased him...and I caught him...then I kept on looking for you...I figured if he had those things...you had to have been in big trouble" replied Stanley. "Oooh...The way Stanley Wong looks at me...I can feel my Super Nipples getting hard...My Super Clitoris...feeling a little moist...Need to stay focused Lara" thought Yellow Cat to herself. "Really?...Where is Jimmy Jones?" asked the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "I'm not sure I should tell you" said Stanley.

"Why Stanley Wong?...Do you not trust me?" asked Lara as she leaned forward...offering Stanley a glimpse of her large firm cleavage. "Are you trying to seduce me hero lady?" asked Stanley. "That is your interpretation Stanley Wong...I am a super heroine...I fight for justice and protect innocent people in need of my help..." replied Yellow Cat.



"I had him put in a safe house under 24 hour guard by security officers from Goodnite Security...My job as Mr Goodnite's consultant allows me to take steps to prevent a crisis..." explained Stanley. "So it is about protecting Gordon Goodnite's business interests?" asked Lara. "Partly...The Flats are one of the holdings which features in the negotiations that Mr Goodnite is having with Samuel Habib...I'm sure you heard about him being in Jamaica" said Stanley. "Yes...I do get time to read the newspapers Stanley Wong...What is the other reason for you putting Jimmy Jones in a safe house?" asked Yellow Cat. "The men who tried to steal Mr Goodnite's horse were found dead...executed about two days after the race...It has all the signs of a crime syndicate at work...Do you have any ideas about this?" asked Stanley.



"Nothing comes to mind at the moment...but I think we should team up to investigate this...I could use someone with your insight..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon with a smile and a teasing flare of her curvy hips. "Sure...I guess that could work" said Stanley. "You do not sound so enthusiastic Stanley Wong...A mysterious masked woman seeks to work with you...and you are not thrilled...Is there another woman?." asked Lara. "I don't know...It's my boss' daughter...Lara Goodnite...I had lunch with her earlier today...and I thought things were going well...then she just ran out on me..." replied Stanley as he explained what happened at the restaurant..to the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. "I would not worry Stanley Wong...A piece of advice...give her some time...that usually helps to make things clear" said Yellow Cat...touched by the things he said.



"Yeah...I guess you're right Yellow Cat" replied Stanley. "Of course I am right Stanley Wong...Miss Goodnite is a top criminologist...You should seek her counsel about how to deal with Jimmy Jones...Well...Thank you again for the bath...I needed that...I must go now..." replied Lara as she turned and strolled away from her new partner. "How will I find you Yellow Cat?" asked Stanley. "Oh I will find you Stanley Wong...I know where you live now...Who knows...if you are lucky...

You might find out for yourself how to make me weak...Bye.." quipped the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman as she sprinted towards the open window...flexed her large thighs...and leapt through it. Stanley ran to the window...but she had already disappeared into the night.



Twenty minutes after Yellow Cat had gone...Stanley heard his cell phone ringing. "Hello?" he asked...not checking the number. "Stanley Wong...This is Lara Goodnite" said the female voice on the other end of the phone. "Lara!...I mean Miss Goodnite!" began Stanley. "You can be informal with me Stanley...but only in private...I wanted to call and apologise for today at the restaurant...I do not want you thinking you did anything wrong...You did not...There were things....personal things...about my mother...which just got me very emotional...Perhaps we can start again?" asked Lara. "Sure...Miss...Uh I mean Lara..." replied Stanley. "Good...I will call you soon...Good night Stanley Wong" said Lara. "Good night Lara" replied Stanley and ended the call. Across the city in her bedroom in her townhouse in Hope Gardens...Lara Goodnite slipped naked under the covers...and settled in to a peaceful night's sleep...dreaming about Stanley Wong.





24 hours later

Port Royal, Jamaica

Noon



Stanley Wong arrived at the palatial hill top mansion of his boss...Jamaican billionaire industrialist Gordon Goodnite...in his company leased Toyota Corolla. He had been summoned here by Gordon for an urgent meeting...and he could tell it was not going to be a picnic...as the mansion's staffers...hastily ushered him inside the palatial mansion...and to the study...where Gordon paced impatiently. "Ah there you are Wong!...I'm trusting you have a good explanation for this!" growled Gordon as he handed a file to Stanley. Opening the file...Stanley saw it contained documents signed by him authorising the use of a safe house with the highest levels of security that Goodnite Security...a major private security firm which was part of the conglomerate that was Goodnite Enterprises.



"I asked you to find out what happened in The Flats...Instead...I find out that one of my company's lavish safe houses...reserved for executives...is being used to house a street urchin!...I want an answer Wong and I want it now!!" declared Gordon shaking his fists in the air. "Well sir...I..." began Stanley...as he tried to figure out what to say. "I can give you the explanation Dad!" said Lara Goodnite as she walked into the study...and both men turned to look at her. She was dressed in a spaghetti-strapped one piece white dress..her black tresses loose about her shoulders.. large silver earrings hanging from her earlobes...wearing open-toe high heels on her feet...and carrying a large brown leather handbag on her right shoulder.

"Lara?...What are you talking about?" asked Gordon confused by the sudden appearance of his daughter and her statement.



Stanley adjusted his large glasses on his face...as he watched her enter the study...his gaze briefly falling on the silver bracelet on her left wrist....and he got a brief sense of deja vu. "Dad...There's no need to interrogate Stanley Wong...I am the one who directed him to put that boy in one of our safe houses...National Security Minister Robert Clark...has asked for my help as a criminologist on a very sensitive security matter...I cannot tell you about it...but that boy is a person of interest in the case... and I thought it was the best thing for everyone involved" explained Lara as she stood in front of her father with her hands on her hips...her legs slightly apart and her chest pushed forward. Again...Stanley's mind flashed back to his first meeting with Lara...virtually naked at her townhouse...and his encounter with Yellow Cat...the buxom Jamaican heroine one day earlier.



The words of Gordon Goodnite brought him back to reality. "All right my dear...I could never argue with you...Just keep me posted...Wong...You'd better get back to the office" said Gordon before walking out on to the nearby patio...and heading towards the garden for a long walk. " Thanks Lara" said Stanley as he turned to the lady criminologist. "You are welcome Stanley Wong...You looked like you were going to faint" quipped Lara with a broad smile on her face as she turned and walked out of the study. Stanley turned and followed her out of the front door of the mansion. "Hey wait up...I was not...and how did you know about the safe house..." whispered Stanley as they walked towards her red Porsche sports car that was parked in front of his silver Toyota Corolla.





"Oh come on Stanley Wong...I am a very resourceful woman...I will meet you at the safe house later...to question Jimmy Jones..." quipped Lara as she got into her sports car and drove away...leaving Stanley alone to ponder the many questions which were churning around inside of his brain. "It can't be...the similarities...the differences...how could she...?" pondered Stanley. "Get a grip on yourself Wong...Been in Jamaica less than a month...and you already got two women turning your head...playing with you like a cat plays with a big ball of string..." thought Stanley as he got into his car and began the long drive back to Kingston.



Hyatt Regency Hotel,

Kingston. 2 pm.



Lara Goodnite was seated in the front row of the audience in the hotel's ballroom as a gala fashion charity show was being staged by designer Debra Grieves' House of Fabrics. Before the start of the show..the ever-spaced out Grieves had informed the assembled patrons and the media present that Qatari billionaire Samuel Habib was the main benefactor of the show..donating US$1.5 billion dollars that would be used to fund several charities in Jamaica. While she applauded the announcement publicly..in her mind something..apart from the patently fraudulent personality of Debra Grieves..told Lara that something was not right about this.



As she watched the female models cavort up and down the catwalk...in an assortment of cheesy...revealing attire...Lara wondered how Habib...who was seated in the VIP section of the audience...would react if she were there as Yellow Cat. Then she saw the arrogant playboy businessman Lancelot Holder arrive and sit next to his mother..the socialite and record mogul Iris Mecca and Habib. He was dressed in a pale pink shirt...grey jacket and pants and white leather shoes which seemed to be a cheap imitation of something out of "Miami Vice." As she saw him chatting with Habib...Lara's mind flashed back to seeing him attaching a pair of battery clamps on her naked big puffy dark brown nipples as Yellow Cat and then putting a chloroform-soaked cotton pad over her face to knock her out.



"Lancelot Holder was the leader of those men who were searching for Jimmy Jones...looking to kill him...but I have no evidence to prove this...and the police consider Yellow Cat to be a vigilante...There must be a way to find out what Lancelor Holder knows about the crimes taking place in Jamaica...about this mystery man he's working for...called The Black Syrian" thought Lara...sitting with her shapely legs crossed...as she watched Lance speaking closely with Habib. Then...about half an hour after his arrival at the fashion show...Lara saw Lance get to his feet..and slip out a side door of the ball room...normally used by the hotel staff. "Hmmm...That looks suspicious" thought Lara as she got up and slipped out of the ballroom through the main entrance.



As she made her way through the crowded lobby...the lady criminologist received a telepathic message from a stray cat that was prowling around inside the maze of ventilation shafts inside the hotel. Looking through the eyes of this cat...Lara saw images of men engaged some kind of smuggling taking place right on the hotel's premises...unknown to everyone. A telepathic message she received from another cat that was hiding in a service corridor...told Lara that Lance Holder was heading in the direction of the covert smuggling operation that was taking place in the hotel...far away from the gala fashion show that was taking place inside of the Hyatt's ballroom. "I did tell Stanley I would meet him at the safe house to question Jimmy Jones...but that will have to wait...I can apprehend Lancelot Holder at a crime scene...and this will give me leverage to make him speak about his employer...The Black Syrian..." resolved Lara.



After checking her handbag with the clerk at the hotel's front desk..Lara slipped unnoticed into a service entrance in close proximity to the ballroom. Lara made her way down the corridor and after making sure that she was alone..touched the silver bracelet which she always wore on her left wrist. "By the Beauty of Bastet!" declared Lara..standing with her shapely legs slightly apart. There was a flash of light and when the aura faded... several inches had been added to Lara's fabulous chest and legs. Her now voluptuous and muscular brown 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. "Now it is time for Yellow Cat to get in fashion and into action!" resolved the Busty Jamaican Amazon...checking to see that her flimsy yellow bra and thin yellow panty were in place...barely covering the super erogenous areas of her amazing body. She ran down the corridor....her massive brown breasts bobbing and swaying sexily under her flimsy yellow bra...with every stride of her long legs...and every time the balls of her erotic bare feet made contact with the cold tiled floor.



The images which Lara had seen in her mind.... thanks to her power to communicate telepathically with cats...showed her there was criminal activity taking place in a massive storage area...located at the rear of the Hyatt. It was an area where Grieves' models were using to change between shows. The activities there seemed normal enough with boxes of clothing labelled "House of Fabrics" being packed and unpacked. To the untrained eye..this activity would not arouse any suspicion. However packages containing pure grade opium...was being emptied into a series of thin plastic bags by male thugs clad in grey coveralls, caps, gloves and boots. These small packages were then either being cleverly sewn in to some of the garments by some prostitutes that Grieves had hired or packed into rolls of uncut fabric. Supervising this operation were two Algerian traffickers agents named Khamal and Samah.


The drug trafficking operation came to an abrupt halt as the doors to the storage area where suddenly kicked wide open...and Yellow Cat sauntered in confidently before the criminals....her massive brown breasts swaying sexily under her thin yellow bra...as she walked in on the startled drug smugglers "Okay you criminals!..I'm going to take you on the catwalk that leads straight to jail!" quipped the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as she assumed her heroic pose before her foes. Placing her hands on either side of her small curvy waist...standing with her long muscular legs slightly apart...the soles of her erotic bare feet resting flat on the cold tiled floor...her awesome brown bust thrust confidently towards them. "It is one the locals call Yellow Cat!..Get her!!..No guns!!..No one must be alerted to us!!" yelled Samah..stating the obvious..even though the blaring music from the ballroom provided more than adequate cover. Lara flashed a broad smile as she raised her slender muscular arms and spread her long muscular legs slightly apart in a fighting stance as ten of the coverall-clad thugs abandoned there drug packaging activities to fight her.

To be continued
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 9



Hyatt Regency Hotel

Kingston, Jamaica

3 pm



While a fashion show was taking place in the ballroom of this five star hotel located on the waterfront of Jamaica's capital city...a show of a different sort was taking place in another part of the hotel...unknown to the majority of the affluent attendees at the gala exhibition of the latest fashion designs...the proceeds of which were destined for tragedy. LARA GOODNITE...43 year old criminologist and daughter of Jamaican billionaire industrialist GORDON GOODNITE...had come to the fashion show...as part of an obligation to her father...to attend events which his potential business partner...Qatari billionaire SAMUEL HABIB...was attending as part of efforts by Gordon to encourage Habib to invest in ventures in the Caribbean island.



However Lara had her own reasons for attending the show...related to her investigations as a criminologist of a crime wave that was taking place in Jamaica. In the crowd at the fashion show...she spotted playboy businessman LANCELOT HOLDER...speaking with Habib...and then leaving the ballroom in a suspicious manner. Lara suspected that Holder was a person of interest in the matters she was looking into...but did not have the evidence to link him to the crime wave...or whoever was masterminding it. When she saw Lance leave the ballroom...her instincts told her that something was amiss...and this feeling was confirmed by special abilities which no one knew she possessed.



Slipping away from the fashion show...Lara Goodnite...initiated her amazing transformation into the masked...buxom...bikini clad... Jamaican Amazon...known throughout the island as YELLOW CAT...and made her way to the massive storage area towards the rear of the five star hotel...where she discovered a group of criminals...who were removing packages of opium from crates containing rolls of fabric which were being used in the fashion show that was taking place in the ballroom. Informed by her special telepathic link to a couple of stray cats who had observed the drug smuggling operation taking place...that Lance was heading towards the storage area... Lara reasoned that this was her chance to get evidence that would lead to his arrest and help her to find out who he was working for.



Realising that they had been discovered...the drug smugglers were determined to deal with the busty interloper in a way that did not attract the attention of anyone else...as they engaged the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica in hand to hand combat. Grabbing a lunging smuggler by his wrists...Yellow Cat pivoted on the balls of her erotic bare feet..accentuating every muscle in her incredibly voluptuous brown body in the process..and effortlessly tossing him over her head and against the wall behind her. Leaping forward..the alluring Jamaican superwoman thrust her muscular right leg forward.. nailing a second thug in the jaw with the ball of her erotic right foot.



Executing a breath-taking flip in mid-air...Lara took out another thug by planting sole of her erotic left foot hard into his chest. Landing on the balls of her feet..the beauteous Jamaican Amazon pulled out the cat-o-nine whip that she carried on the thin leather belt entwined around her shapely waist. With the whip's handle firmly grasped in her right hand..Lara advanced towards the oncoming enemies and unleashed the fury of her signature weapon. The cracking sound of the cat-o-nine echoed through the storage room along with the painful howls of the thugs who felt its power. Seven thugs fell to the floor..writhing in pain from whip strikes to their heads, chests or groins.



"Allah!!" cried Samah as he rushed the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican with a long knife. Yellow Cat lashed out with her whip..its strands wrapping around the left hand of the Algerian which was holding the knife. With the grace of a ballerina...Lara twisted her voluptuous body..sending Samah crashing into some boxes of clothes containing the contraband drugs..along with her whip which was still tied to the flying Algerian. "Oh come on!..There is nothing you can do to tame me!!" scoffed Yellow Cat..at the disorganised drug smugglers...believing that she had won the battle and knowing that she had to meet up with her father's new consultant...STANLEY WONG.



The Busty Jamaican Amazon reflected on her recent encounters with Stanley Wong. She remembered how as Lara Goodnite she felt surprisingly aroused in his presence when she met him at his apartment in Trench Town for their lunch date...which she arranged as a way to make him think she was thanking him for covering for her while she battled criminals at the Barracks Race Track days earlier. Lara remembered how turned on she felt...when she saw Stanley wearing a bath towel...showing off a lean bronze physique...which she didn't think a nerd like him could have. His subsequent attire for their lunch date...while not as revealing...made it challenging for her to keep her big puffy dark brown nipples relaxed and her clitoris dry.



Lara remembered being pleasantly surprised by how happy Stanley made her feel during their lunch date...even helping her to talk about her mother...who died while she was still very young...and who in large measure was why she did what she die...as the scantily clad...sexy and super strong...Yellow Cat. Things however got a little too emotional for Lara...and she silently regretted running out on Stanley when she got the sudden urge to change into the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica and chase after criminals. That encounter did not go as she planned...with her massive brown breasts being exposed... blackjacked...massaged with chloroform...her perfect puffy dark brown nipples...clamped and brushed...her clitoris injured with a spiked ball...as the criminals captured her...kept her weak and sleepy for hours...preventing her from carrying out her mission...to find the teenage boy JIMMY JONES...who was involved in the crime at the race track.



Somehow...it was thoughts of Stanley which helped her to get free...and she made it to his apartment... where she collapsed and blacked out. His tender treatment of her...when she awoke...while respecting her privacy...by not removing her yellow cowl mask...made Lara wonder whether she was too quick to judge this man...who had now seen her naked more than any other in her life. With Jimmy Jones now being kept under 24 hour security at a safe house...thanks to Stanley...Lara realised that she and Stanley Wong had a common mission...to find the mercenaries who were after Jimmy Jones and to find out who they were working for.



As she fluttered in and out of unconsciousness...in her recent adventure...Lara remembered hearing the name Black Syrian being repeated...but did not tell Stanley about this...because she had no evidence to prove this criminal existed...much less reveal his identity or connect him to recent crimes in Kingston. "I better wrap this up quick...after I arrest Lancelot Holder...I will leave him for the police and then I will change back to Lara Goodnite and meet Stanley at the safe house..." resolved Yellow Cat...her big puffy dark brown nipples hardening slightly under her flimsy yellow bra...as she felt strangely eager to see Stanley Wong again.



However that feeling on the part of the Busty Jamaican Amazon was caused her to lapse into complacency at a turning point in the battle...and she suddenly felt a strange, feathery sensation across her amazing cleavage..getting the undivided attention of her big puffy, dark brown nipples under the flimsy yellow bra which barely covered her mighty chest. Yellow Cat turned her head and was surprised to see a female prostitute brushing her famed bust with an unusually large feather."Heh heh heh heh...that tickles!!" laughed Lara with a broad toothy grin to the prostitute before snapping out of her brief daze to punch her lights out with a left fist to the jaw.



"The bitch's big boobs are the source of her supa strength!!...Tickle them silly girls!!" commanded the head prostitute whose name was Anna Lisa. This order prompted the 14 female prostitutes helping in the drug operation to rush the beauteous Jamaican superwoman. Lara's light brown eyes widened with alarm in the slits of her yellow mask as she saw that all of the prostitutes were well-armed with the large feathery quills. "I cannott let them tickle my Super Breasts...I will get turned on..then sleepy..and be knocked out...forced to obey whatever they tell me..must alert hotel security to what's happening here!" resolved Yellow Cat as she charged towards the prostitutes.



Initiating a cartwheel..the Jamaican Amazon managed to take out six of the prostitutes with a flurry of kicks before they could get close with their feathers. These women went crashing into nearby boxes of clothing and slumped to the floor either dazed or unconscious. Unfortunately for Lara..the numbers and resolve of her enemies were far superior to her own resolve to fight for justice. Evading the muscular flailing legs and powerful feet of Yellow Cat..the remaining eight prostitutes nailed the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman..by simultaneously brushing their feathers over the narrow space between her huge thighs as she carthwheeled past them.



"Ooohhhh...Heh heh heh heh heh heh..They got me in my Super Clitoris!!...Heh heh heh heh heh..starting to get wet...Heh heh heh heh...I am feeling dizzy!!" laughed Lara as she broke out of her cartwheel and went crashing on her back atop some other boxes of clothes. Four thugs moved in quickly on the disoriented Jamaican Amazon before she could shake off the aroused feeling she was experiencing in her untouched vagina and carry on her battle with the criminals. Two thugs grabbed hold of her wrists while the other two thugs grabbed her by the ankles. Together..they pulled Lara's shapely arms and legs as far part as they could...leaving her large brown breasts..toned abdomen and vagina vulnerable to attack.



"Let go you crooks!!..My Super Nipples are not hard yet!!..I still have access to my Cat Strength!!..Let me go!!..or face the wrath of....Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!!!!!!!!!" declared Yellow Cat as her lengthy heroic speech was cut short by a mass of artificial feathers brushing every inch of her awesome chest. "You hero bitches really talk too much..do her good in the supa boobs girls!!!" snarled head prostitute Anna Lisa. "Oh no!!..Heh heh heh heh.. revealed..Heh heh heh heh heh heh..source of my super powers!...Heh heh heh heh heh..wicked feathers..Heh heh heh heh heh heh..all over my Super Breasts!...Heh heh heh heh heh...my chest...Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh...is soooo ticklish!..Heh heh heh heh heh..my Super Nipples being sexually aroused..Heh heh heh ...Super Breasts are starting to get sleepy..Heh heh heh..must get free!" laughed Yellow Cat her glossy lips stretched into a broad dopey smile...showing her pearl white teeth as she writhed furiously in the grips of her captors and against the nefarious feathers.



Seeing the sexy Jamaican Amazon struggling and clearly troubled by the effects the artificial feathers were having on her large brown breasts..the six prostitutes that she had beaten earlier...picked up their feathers and rejoined the battle to tame her into submission. While the other eight prostitutes thoroughly brushed every inch of Lara's huge breasts with their feathers..these six prostitutes targeted other parts of her voluptuous physique. Two ran their feathers up, down and across her six-pack abdomen. Two others ran their feathers all over the Jamaican superwoman's secret spot between her huge thighs. The last two ran their feathers over the top of her erotic bare feet..which Lara was trying to keep flat on the floor. However this was not possible because of the frantic movements of her curvaceous body..thus allowing the feathers of these prostitutes to brush her under the soles of her feet and in between her sexy toes..decorated with toenails that were golden and razor-sharp.



"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh...I just realised something....Heh heh heh heh heh heh..the feathers..Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh..are coated with faint traces..Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh..of CHLOROFORM!..Heh heh heh heh..my bra is designed for comfort..Heh heh heh heh heh..not protection..Heh heh heh heh heh heh...I allowed myself to be distracted my tickling..Heh heh heh heh heh heh..I did not realise that you geniuses were chloroforming me in my Super Breasts!...Heh heh heh heh heh heh..my Super Nipples feel like they have been through a chloroform car wash..Heh heh heh heh heh They have been waxed solid by chloroform...Heh heh heh heh heh..Chloroform soaked into my breasts....Heh heh heh heh heh...all my muscles...Heh heh heh..making my vagina moist..Heh heh heh...Congratulations criminals!...Heh heh heh heh heh heh..I am so weak..Heh heh heh..so sleepy.. Heh heh heh heh..You have captured me.." laughed Yellow Cat as her curvaceous body fell limp in the grips of the thugs holding her.



The Algerian agent Khamal then raised his right hand. At that signal..the female prostitutes stopped feather brushing the sexy Jamaican Amazon..and the thugs holding her released their grips on her. "Uhuhuhhhhhhhhhh.." moaned Lara..her light brown eyes rolling in the slits of her yellow mask as she collapsed on her back to the floor of the storage room. The thugs and prostitutes stood over Yellow Cat as she lay on the floor with her arms flung past her head..her long legs spread wide open below her curvy waist...her massive brown breasts rising and falling slowly..her sexy toes twitching ever so slightly. The Algerian Khamal knelt beside the defeated Jamaican superwoman who could do nothing but glare at him as he deftly untied the straps of her yellow bra and removed it to expose the massive brown mounds of her awesome chest.



"Yes criminal..my Super Breasts are the best in Jamaica..I know that..enjoy the view...you will be in big trouble...once I regain my super powers..." said Lara unconvincingly. "You are tired woman..Too tired to remain awake...Sleep..sleep sleep.." replied the Algerian operative as he gently laid an unusunal looking, lighted cigarette in the space between the great brown breasts of Yellow Cat.Smoke from the cigarette..swirled around each of Lara's puffy dark brown nipples that were already hard from the combined feather and chloroform attack. "Oooohhhh..What is this??..Some kind of strange aphrodisiac...contained in the cigarette smoke...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...getting hard to concentrate...cannot get my Super Nipples soft...to regain my Cat Strength...Oooooooooh...not fair...came to arrest...Lancelot Holder...but instead...have fallen into...another well laid trap...you criminals...have rescheduled my plans...for today.....I have no choice...got me good...now...I must become..going to be..Uuuuun... conn..sciousssssssssss...Stanley...Help me" moaned Yellow Cat as her head rolled against her right shoulder and she faded into the dark abysss of unconsciousness with thoughts of Stanley Wong dancing around in her head.

Lancelot Holder entered the storage area in time to see the Busty Jamaican Amazon lying topless and unconscious atop some cardboard boxes...her massive brown breasts rising and falling slowly...capped at their peaks by her famous big dark brown puffy nipples and wide dark brown areolas...that were hard...erect and bullet shaped. The hired help of his secret boss...the Black Syrian standing around her...several of them nursing the injuries they sustained in the brief but bruising battle with Yellow Cat. Taking out his cell phone...Lance dialled a secure number which he knew by heart. "The plan worked...Douglas' information proved useful...the super bitch came as you anticipated she would...We took off her top...an knocked her out..." reported Lance.

"Excellent...Take her to the suite that has been prepared in the hotel...find out what she knows about the boy we are searching for...make her forget what she has disclosed...and then continue with our business" replied the Black Syrian on the other end of the line. Turning to the prostitute named Anna Lisa...Lance Holder issued he orders of his employer. "Black Syrian has plans for the woman..Khamal and Samah will supervise the remainder of the drug operation..Anna Lisa..I have arranged for housekeeping uniforms and a cart for you and two of your girls..you are to carry the masked woman..to a special suite in the hotel..where she will be questioned.." instructed Lance said.

Trapped in a deep abyss of sex and sleep...Yellow Cat alias Lara Goodnite was totally oblivious to the plans that the criminals were making for her. "Uuuuuuuuh...Stanley...Help....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" was all Lara could think about...wishing her father's consultant Stanley Wong...who she was now developing strange new feelings for...desiring him to caress her huge brown breasts...toy with her famous dark brown puffy nipples and even explore her virgin cunt... all conspiring to keep her nipples hard..her magnificent breasts weak..and her in a state of total unconsciousness.

After changing into the housekeepers uniforms...one prostitute grabbed Lara under her clean shaven armpits..while another grabbed hold of the shapely ankles of her erotic bare feet.. They placed her into a laundry cart..then covered her with a layer of the special chloro-feathers..making sure that the feathers were smothering her awesome chest..to keep her big puffy dark brown nipples hard and erect...ensuring that Yellow Cat remained in dreamland. Piles of clean linens were then emptied into the laundry cart.. to keep the feathers firmly pressed on to the naked chest of the unconscious Jamaican superwoman..to smother any cry she made for help..and conceal her. "Okay girls..let's take the powerless pussycat upstairs..We've earned our pay here today.." grinned Anna Lisa as she checked her housekeeper outfit to make sure that it everything was in place.

Anna Lisa and her female prostitutes/housekeepers stepped out of the elevator on the 14th floor..with their cart carrying the drugged and unconscious Yellow Cat. They wheeled their curvaceous captive towards the door at the end of the hall marked "Suite 1400". The door was opened by two burly Negro men in business suits that concealed silencer-tipped firearms. "Come in..the boss lady is expectin ya!" Anna Lisa and her two female cohorts entered the hotel room which was dimly lit. One took up guard duty outside of the suite while the other escorted them inside....where Debra Grieves...another servant of the Black Syrian.. was waiting. She was wearing flowing dark purple robes with a spaced-out look and smile on her hideous face."You have what I want...?" asked Debra. Anna Lisa unzipped on side of the laundry cart..and the voluptuous and muscular brown body of Yellow Cat rolled on to the carpeted floor of the suite. She lay face down on the carpeted floor..her arms at her sides..her legs spread slightly apart below her curvy waist. The bodyguard rolled the Busty Jamaican Amazon on to her back..to reveal her famed massive brown breasts in all their naked glory. Debra smiled as she gazed upon the shiny and hard dark brown nipples of the alluring Jamaican superwomann. "The bitch is totally out of it..put her on the bed!" commanded Debra.



The bodyguard scooped up Lara in his arms... and then laid her flat on her back atop the king-sized bed.Acting on Debra's instructions..he spread Yellow Cat's nuscular arms and legs wide open. Soft pillows were placed under each of Lara's erotic bare feet to elevate them slightly above the soft mattress. Thick pillows were also used to prop up the head of the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman. "Hey..Lancie said we gonna get our reward once we give ya the super bitch.." quipped Anna Lisa. "Yes..You will get your reward now.." grinned Debra and nodded to her bodyguard who pulled out a silencer-tipped pistol. Three muffled shots were heard..followed by three soft thuds as Anna Lisa and the other two prostitutes fell to the floor..with blood flowing from holes in the middle of their foreheads.



"Now to do the bidding of Black Syrian.." giggled Debra as she pulled a small bottle of smelling salts from under her robes and waved it slightly under the nose of Yellow Cat. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Lara as her brown eyes fluttered open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. "Greetings Yellow Cat..how do you feel?" grinned Debra. "Ooooooh..My Super Breasts.. are so weak....My Super Nipples... have been drugged..They feel so hard...make me feel so sleepy..so relaxed.. I cannot think of anything..except..sex..and..sleep..I..I..I...cannot access my Cat Strengths...cannot move....Where..Where am I..?..What's happening...?" cooed Lara..her head rolling from side to side atop a thick pillow as she tried in vain to clear the effects of the chloroform, tickling and the aphrodesiac cigarette that had combined to leave her large brown breasts..the source of her super powers trapped in a stupor of sex and sleep.



The demented and delusional fashion mogul Debra Grieves swaggered over to the king-sized bed where her bodyguard had placed the Busty Jamaican Amazon. Debra could not comprehend how any woman could possess a body that was so beautiful and so powerful as the one which Lara Goodnite possessed as Yellow Cat. She was in awe of the smooth texture of her curvy brown body and the supreme definition of her muscles from her head to the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet... which had golden and razor sharp toenails. But of course..as with all of Yellow Cat's enemies..it was her large, shapely brown bust..crowned at the summits by big puffy dark brown nipples that were now harder than bullets."I always read bout you in the papers..but I never thought your breasts were so big, round..and beautiful.." giggled Debra as she stared lustfully at the weakened Jamaican Amazon. Lara rolled her head in the direction of the fashion mogul..staring at her with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her the yellow cowl mask which covered most of her head..save the lower part of her nose..all of her full glossy lips and allowing some of her glossy black tresses to cascade out from under the back of the mask. "Uuuuuuuh...Debra..Debra Grieves...You..You...and Lancelot Holder...are working for.. ..the Black Syrian...will stop him...bring you all...to justice" sighed Yellow Cat in a soft and sleepy voice. "That not gonna happen foolish girl...Black Syrian wants answers outta you..." sneered Debra as she reached under her robes.

"Eh??!...What are you going to do with that...I cannot let you put that on my naked Super Breasts...on my naked Super Nipples...I have to..." blurted Lara as her brown eyes widened in panic in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as she gazed at the unusual object which Debra Grieves revealed to her. However her heroic statement of intent was interrupted as the fashion mogul...used the large black and white feather...to great effect...brushing it slowly...up and down Lara's broad naked brown bust.

"No!!...Oh no!!...Not that!!..I have...no Cat Strength!!..I cannot protect my Super Breasts from..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!!...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...Not fair...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...You are brushing my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...with a big feather...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!!!!...You are keeping them...so...ha...haa...haaa...haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard..." complained
Yellow Cat...as her naked chest was repeatedly brushed with the big black and white feather. Debra Grieves grinned as she watched Lara's massive brown breasts jiggling helplessly before her like great mounds of brown gelatin... as she glided the large feather back and forth over ever inch of her broad naked bust.

"Now you gonna say everything you know" gloated Debra. "Nooooo!...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...will get free...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!..will stop Black Syrian...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...bring him to...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...justice...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!" moaned Yellow Cat...rolling her head...pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair and a thick pillow placed under her head...from side to side. Her golden and razor fingernails digging into the bed sheet...while the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...twitched in an sensuous frenzy....as the leather brushed her huge naked brown breasts...up and down...back and forth.

"Relax...Cat Girl...Feel the feather going up and down your big boobs....feel it brushing those big tits of yours...it feels good...you not going to fight...you getting tired...too tired...to stay awake...Sleep...Sleep......Sleep..." chanted Debra...watching as the big puffy dark brown nipples which capped the summits of the naked might brown mounds of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's great chest...became harder...more erect...and bullet-shaped...with every slow...smooth stroke the large black and white feather had over them."Ooooooooh.....I....

...I...getting...stupid...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...real...stupid...what on de big feather...No...not fair....My Super
Nipples...I getting them...drugged...must not be knocked out...have to be someplace...have to meet someone"
blurted Lara. "Sleep Cat Girl...Where you going?...Who you meeting?...Is a man?" asked Debra as she kept brushing Yellow Cat amazing nipples into sleepy submission.

"I...Uuuuuuuuuuh...not tell you...that...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...must resist...when my Super Nipples hard...I does get...real sleepy...get...real stupid...must stay awake...must bring...Black Syrian...Uuuuuuuuuuh..to...justice...
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...her eyelids becoming increasingly heavier ...her brown eyes becoming duller in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips slowly stretching into a broad dopey smile...flashing her pearl white teeth....as her big puffy dark brown nipples were brushed into hardness by the large black and white feather. "You only thinking about de man you gonna meet Cat Girl...You like dis man...You want his hands on your big boobs...You want his fingers..playing with dem big tits of yours" said Debra...realising the mighty heroine was inexperienced when it came to men.

Her suspicions were dead on target...as the combination of the large feather stroking every inch of her naked wide brown chest...the potent aphrodisiacs that the feather was treated with...and the earlier abuse meted out to this highly erogenous zone...lulled Yellow Cat...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...alias Lara Goodnite...criminologist...and wealthy heiress...into a powerful stupor of sex and sleep...turning her most intimate secrets against her. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...I tired...I stupid...Super Nipples hard...like them brushed...more please...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Lara as she stared with sleepy brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. "You get more Cat Girl...but you answer some questions now...Relax...A man you want is touching your big boobs...playing with your big nipples..."" sneered Debra...admiring the hardness and erectness of the helpless heroine's fabulous tits.

Her words...causing images of Stanley Wong to fill the increasingly jaded brain of the Jumbo Jugged Jamaican crime fighter. She could not help but replay her encounters with him in her dual identities...in her mind...as well as the unexpected and growing attraction she had for this man. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...I thinking about a man...want his hands on my Super Breasts...his fingers to play with my Super Nipples...make them hard...make me tired... make me helpless...I not tell you...who he is...care...for him...must keep him...safe...Uuuuuuuuuuh" sighed Lara dreamily...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask....fighting a losing battle against the growing erotic urges which were threatening to overwhelm her. However something compelled her to keep Stanley's identity a secret.

"You can't protect him Cat Girl...You can't even protect yourself...You answer questions now" sneered Debra as she slowly brushed the large feather over the hard and erect big puffy dark brown nipples that capped the summits of her massive brown breasts. "No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples...so hard...My Super Breasts...so...
weak...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...feeling... real... tired...feeling...stupid...have fallen into another trap...set by Black Syrian...."groaned Yellow Cat. "You can't resist de feeling of de feather on you big teats...You will answer de questions of de Black Syrian!" declared Debra...as she watched the massive brown mounds of the captured Jamaican superwoman rise and fall in all their naked glory...as she kept on brushing her hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples back and forth with the large black and white feather.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Black Syrian...too smart for me...Super Nipples...real hard now...I feeling...real tired...real stupid...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I must...obey...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...will answer questions...before...you knock me out..." sighed Lara...her brown eyes glazed with sleep...and barely open in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips stretched into a broad dopey smile...showing the upper and lower rows of her pearl white teeth. "Good...Now listen carefully Cat Girl...There is a boy that my master seeking...You know who he is?" asked Debra rhetorically as she kept brushing the visibly aroused super erogenous summits of the huge firm brown breasts of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica.

"Uuuuuuuuuh...Yes...His name...is Jimmy Jones...I was looking for him too...want to find out...what he knows...about the crime wave...taking place...in...Jamaica...he was helping criminals...trying to kidnap...Gordon Goodnite's race horse...Uuuuuuuuuuuh" replied the tired and tamed Yellow Cat...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her cowl mask. "You know where Jimmy Jones is now...Cat Girl?" asked Debra rhetorically continuing to gently glide the large black and white feather slowly over the Busty Jamaican Amazon's hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples...this action and the powerful aphrodisiacs laced into the feather...keeping her trapped in a powerful stupor of sex and sleep.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Jimmy Jones...in...in a safe house...owned by...Goodnite Security..." confessed Lara. "Who arranged to put the boy there?" asked Debra slowly brushing the bullet shaped big puffy dark brown nipples of the helpless Heroine of Jamaica...forcing her to reveal all that she knew. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh...No...Uuuuuuuuuuh
...I...not telling you...that...Uuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...fighting desperately...to resist the erotic urges welling up within her mind...with each gentle stroke the large black and white feather made over her hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples....as the handsome face of Stanley Wong flashed before her sleepy brown eyes. "No....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Not telling...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara...her big puffy dark brown nipples being erotically tormented by the smooth strokes of the large black and white feather.

Lying flat on her back atop the large bed...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs spread wide apart...above and below her small curvy waist respectively...lying limp on the mattress...unable to move them to defend herself...the Busty Jamaican Amazon...was totally helpless to prevent her awesome naked chest from being brushed by the large black and white feather...wielded by fashion mogul Debra Grieves...who she discovered...like Lancelot Holder was also an agent of the mysterious criminal called the Black Syrian...who was now her first arch nemesis. However Lara knew was not going to be able to expose either of them...having gotten her amazing chest exposed...and having her wondrous nipples being aroused so expertly...heading towards another defeat.

Each time the feather glided over her hard and erect big puffy dark brown nipples.. and wide dark brown areolas....more its potent aphrodisiacs coated the super erogenous summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts. "You must answer the question Cat Girl...Who arranged to put the boy in a safe house?...You know who it is!...Say his name!" demanded Debra Grieves as she brushed the hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples...with the large black and white feather. "Uuuuuuh...No...will not tell you..Uuuuuh...who he is...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...no matter...how hard....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...you make my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... will not betray him...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...no matter what you do...to my Super Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...have fallen into a trap...set up...by the Black Syrian...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I real tired.. have to sleep...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the sleepy Yellow Cat...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. "No!...Answer the question!...Who is this man?!...Where has he taken the boy?!" demanded Debra...working the feather over the tips of the hard and erect...puffy dark brown nipples." No...Uuuuh

...will not do it...must protect him...must become...Uuuuuun...connn...sci...ousssssssssssssssss...conking out...now...Uuuh...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara as milk spurted from her hard and erect...dark brown nipples...as she lactated...a d surrendered to unconsciousness again.



To be continued.
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 11



Kingston Container Terminal

Jamaica

6.30 pm



Sprinting towards the perimeter fence surrounding the Kingston Container Terminal...her massive brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side...under her thin yellow bra...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs moving in tandem with each other....feeling the cool sensation of dirt beneath the soles of her erotic bare feet as she ran...her long mane of glossy black hair trailing behind her head...the Busty Jamaican Amazon known as YELLOW CAT was on the move...having made the amazing transformation from her alter-ego of LARA GOODNITE...criminologist and daughter of Jamaican billionaire industrialist...Gordon Goodnite.



Approaching the chain link fence which she saw her father's consultant STANLEY WONG scale a few minutes earlier...Yellow Cat smiled as she flexed her large muscular thighs...launching herself into the air. Her muscular arms raised above her head...the sexy toes with golden and razor sharp toenails pointing towards the ground...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica easily cleared the fence. She felt the cold hard sensation of concrete as she landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet on the compound of the container terminal. Her huge brown breasts swaying gently from side to side...under her thin yellow bra...threatening to spill out at any second...the Busty Jamaican Amazon...stealthily made her way through the maze of shipping containers on the terminal...towards her destination...the cargo ship Dubai Star.



Keeping to the shadows provided by the massive containers that were piled on top of one another...Yellow Cat used her enhanced feline vision to guide her through the darkness...and avoid the dock workers who were busy loading the Dubai Star. "I was right...Black Syrian has Jimmy Jones as a prisoner on board the ship...and it is well guarded" thought Lara as she noticed the dock workers loading the vessel...all had silencer-tipped firearms concealed under their blue coveralls. However what was of greater concern to the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was the safety of Stanley Wong...who had gone alone to investigate the cargo ship...expressing concern to her while she was Lara Goodnite about her safety and telling her to call the police.



"Where are you Stanley Wong?...I hope you are all right" thought Lara..surprised at the level of concern she had for her father's employee...as she made her way towards the ship. In her mind's eye...she remembered their first meeting at her townhouse...when all she was wearing was a loose bathrobe...which showed off her shapely brown body...and her silver bracelet which allowed her to change into Yellow Cat and back to Lara Goodnite afterwards. She felt her big puffy dark brown nipples stiffen slightly...their outlines becoming visible against the thin fabric of her yellow bra...her massive brown breasts heaving slowly up and down...as she remembered how he took care of her...after she escaped captivity from Black Syrian's men...and passed out in his apartment.



Twice he had the opportunity to unmask her...and he didn't...choosing instead to let her rest and regain her Cat Strength...which was the equivalent of the strength of 20 men. Lara knew that all of her super abilities could easily be undermined...once any man, woman or child...were to get their hands on her huge brown breasts...and arouse her big puffy dark brown nipples into hardness. Knowing this always made her weak and sleepy...Lara found herself being intrigued by the fact that Stanley respected her as a woman and as Yellow Cat. Though she aloof to the overtures of most men...Stanley was different...and somehow she felt that she had to protect him....just as he protected her...as Lara Goodnite and Yellow Cat...in the short time that she knew him.


As she got closer to the ship...Yellow Cat paused within the shadow of some containers...as her brown eyes...in the slits of her cowl mask...spotted Lancelot Holder and Debra Grieves standing on the dock in front of the ship...watching it being loaded with cargo. Her enhanced feline hearing allowed Lara to hear what they were saying. "That Yellow Cat bitch is still on the loose...We should have killed her" said Lance. "Black Syrian don't want that...She ain't gonna cause us no more trouble with the police looking for she...We got the boy...and Goodnite's man we found snooping around...The Master will take care of them once we out at sea" replied Debra. "Stanley Wong!...He has been captured!...I have to save him!" gasped Lara...as feelings of anger and concern for the man she was starting to care about...suddenly churned within her mind.



Without a second thought... and with the fury of a jungle cat...the Busty Jamaican Amazon.. charged out into the open...announcing her presence to the followers of the Black Syrian. "What have you criminals done to Stanley Wong?!...Tell me or you feel my wrath!!" declared Lara. "Is Yellow Cat!!" cried Debra Grieves...stating the obvious. "I see that!...the super bitch is after the Chinaman...Get her!!" instructed Lance and ten dockworkers abandoned their ship loading duties to engage the Busty Jamaican Amazon in combat. Flexing her large thighs...Yellow Cat launched herself at the oncoming dockworkers...planting the ball of her erotic right foot in the middle of the face of the lead dockworker...allowing him to smell the sweat between her sexy toes...which had golden and razor sharp toenails.



Somersaulting over his falling form... the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...extended her muscular left leg...planting the ball of her left erotic bare foot...into the chest of another dockworker...as he reached for his concealed Uzi submachine gun. As the balls of her erotic bare feet made contact with the cold concrete surface of the terminal...Yellow Cat...removed her cat-o-nine whip from the left side of the belt that was entwined around her small curvy waist...and lashed out at the other dockworkers as they tried to surround her. Two howled in pain...dropping to the ground...as the whip lashed their drawn firearms out of their hands. Rapid fire kicks with her erotic left and right feet put them out of action. She dropped three more to the ground...her cat-o-nine whip striking them across their faces. Lara whipped another dockworker across the chest...disabled another by planting the ball of her erotic right foot into his groin...and whipping another dockworker across the face.



"Where is Stanley Wong?!...Tell me now!!" demanded Yellow Cat. as she cracked her whip...standing amongst the ten fallen dockworkers...as other dockworkers came rushing towards her in an attempt to subdue her. However fuelled by rage and concern for Stanley...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was not about to be easily tamed. Two more were lashed across the face by Yellow Cat's whip and staggered backwards howling in pain. Unleashing her whip again...Lara snared one dockworker by his right ankle and with a mere flick of her right wrist...sent him hurtling backwards into three other dockworkers. She stopped the charge of another dockworker by driving the ball of her erotic right foot into his jaw. One managed to get close enough to avoid the Busty Jamaican Amazon's whip but not her feline swift reflexes as she felled him with a left hand karate chop to the throat. "Where is Stanley Wong?!!" demanded Lara cracking her whip in the air.



"Behold woman!...Behold the man you seek!!" a male voice declared. Yellow Cat turned in the direction of the man's voice. Her brown eyes widened in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...and a gasp escaped from her parted glossy lips as she saw her beloved Stanley Wong... blood trickling from his nose and mouth...a purple bruise on his left temple.. his black shirt torn near the collar...his hands zip cuffed behind his back...standing on the starboard bow of the Dubai Star...with Lancelot Holder standing behind him...while a tall man...his face concealed by a black hood...and dressed in an all black business suit was pointing a pistol at Stanley's head. "Stanley Wong!!" cried Lara with concern in her voice. "Don't listen to these scum Yellow Cat...Don't...Urrrgh!!!" groaned Stanley as the hooded man punched him in the kidneys with his free left hand. "Stanley!!" cried the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



The hooded man kept his pistol pressed against the forehead of Stanley Wong as he turned his attention back to the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica who was standing on the dock...surrounding by several of his men she had defeated...and others who were keeping their distance...reluctant to engage her in battle. "Let Stanley Wong and Jimmy Jones go Black Syrian!!" demanded Lara as she glared at him...her voluptuous and muscular brown body gleaming with sweat from her battle with the dockworkers...her huge brown bust heaving rapidly up and down under her thin yellow bra...outlines of her big puffy dark brown nipples visible against its fabric. "Ah....So you know who I am...I am impressed female...and the Black Syrian is not easily impressed" replied the criminal mastermind. "Release Stanley Wong and Jimmy Jones now!...They are under my protection!...Release them now...or face my wrath!!" declared Yellow Cat.



Black Syrian responded by cocking his pistol which was pressed against Stanley Wong's forehead. "You are in no position to dictate terms woman!...But I am!...Drop your weapon!...Surrender now or your friend dies!" countered Black Syrian as he waited for her answer. "No Yellow Cat!!...Don't do it!!" yelled Stanley as he looked into the brown eyes of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...and saw she was pondering the implications of her next move. He watched as he saw the rage in her eyes fade...saw her them glisten for a second...and the tension evaporate out of the muscles of her voluptuous brown body...realising what she was doing. "I cannot let you be harmed Stanley Wong!...You win Black Syrian!...I surrender!" declared Lara as she tossed her cat-o-nine whip to the ground.



"A wise choice Yellow Cat...Now...take off your bra...drop it on the ground...stand with your hands behind your head...and your legs open!!" instructed the Black Syrian. "Yellow Cat!!...No!!...Uuugh!!" groaned Stanley as Black Syrian punched him in the kidneys again. "No!!...Do not hurt Stanley Wong!!...I will obey you Black Syrian!!" replied the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman as she raised her slender muscular arms behind her neck...her slender fingers slowly untying the straps which barely kept her skimpy yellow top in place. "No!! Yellow Cat!!..No!!" yelled Stanley...as he watched her massive brown breasts swinging freely from side to side...as her thin yellow bra fell to the ground...near the sexy toes of her erotic right foot. "I cannot let Black Syrian hurt you Stanley Wong!!...I will do anything to keep you safe!!...Because I..." replied Lara as she placed her hands behind her head...and stood with her long muscular legs wide open...her erotic bare feet flat on the ground.



The Busty Jamaican Amazon did not have a chance to complete her sentence as Black Syrian removed his pistol from Stanley's forehead...took aim at her... and pulled the trigger twice. There were two quick bursts of compressed air coming out of the muzzle of the pistol...as a pair of projectiles shot out of the gun...streaking towards their marks...some 40 feet away. "UNNNNNNH....UNNNNNNH" declared Yellow Cat...throwing her head back...her hands still behind her head...her knees bent...rising on the balls of her erotic bare feet...her massive naked brown bust thrust forward. All Stanley could do was look on in horror as he saw a pair of long black darts...lodged directly in the middle of the big dark brown puffy nipples of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica.



"No!!...Yellow Cat!!" cried Stanley...as he saw the brown eyes of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...begin to flutter rapidly in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...a powerful drug contained on the sharp tips of the darts went to work immediately on the super erogenous summits....of her huge firm brown breasts. "UUUUUUUUUNH...STANLEY WONG...I HAVE BEEN SHOT...IN MY SUPER NIPPLES...I...STARTING...TO GET.. STUPID...I BEING...DRUGGED...IN MY SUPER BREASTS...I GETTING...DIZZY...GETTING TIRED..." blurted Lara...as a broad dopey smile appeared on her beautiful face...as she balanced unsteadily on the balls of her erotic bare feet. "Fight it Yellow Cat!!" cried Stanley Wong...as he watched the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman...going from rescuer to captive.



"UUUUUUUUUNH...SORRY STANLEY WONG...UUUUUUUUUNH...DRUG TOO STRONG...FOR MY SUPER NIPPLES...I CANNOT SAVE YOU NOW..UUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...SUPER BREASTS...GETTING HEAVY...I GETTING TIRED...IT IS YOUR FAULT...FOR GETTING CAPTURED...NOW I CAPTURED.....TOO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" moaned Yellow Cat...her brown eyes rolling up in the slits of her cowl mask..as she lost her balance...and collapsed flat on her back on the cold hard concrete surface of the dock. Stanley watched her slender muscular arms being flung past her head...showing off her smooth shaven armpits...her long muscular legs spread wide open below her small curvy waist...her erotic bare feet angled away from each other...her sexy toes...with golden and razor sharp toenails...twitching slower and slower as the effects of the drugged darts in her big puffy dark brown nipples...overwhelmed her.



"Stanley...Wong....I...am sorry...Please...help...me..." whispered Lara...looking at him...her sleepy brown eyes closing in the slits of her yellow cowl mask as her head rolled against her right shoulder as she succumbed to unconsciousness. "You bastard!!...What have you done to her?!...I'll...Uhhhh!!" groaned Stanley as he was knocked out by a blow to the back of his head by a blackjack wielded by Lancelot Holder. "Put him in the brig!" ordered Black Syrian to Lance. "Yes sir" replied as he dragged the unconscious Stanley Wong inside of the cargo ship. "Bring Yellow Cat aboard...and put her in the brig along with Mr Wong....Continue loading the ship...Prepare to sail!" ordered the Black Syrian...as he went back inside of the cargo ship....while the unconscious Jamaica Amazon...was totally oblivious to everything around her


8 pm



"Uhhhh" groaned Stanley Wong as he came to with a throbbing pain in the back of his head. The last thing he remembered was being hit on the head...after he watched the hooded criminal called Black Syrian force the Busty Jamaican Amazon named Yellow Cat...to drop her cat-o-nine whip...take off her flimsy yellow bra and he shot her in her naked huge brown breasts. He remembered how angry and powerless he felt as he watched Yellow Cat pass out on the docks in front of his eyes. He remembered how she loudly told him she was sorry she could not save him before losing consciousness. It made his mind flash back to when she recuperated in his apartment...after having been drugged in another battle with criminals loyal to the Black Syrian.



He remembered her thanking him for helping her...and teasing him that next time he might get lucky and find out how to make her weak. It made him wonder if this was a dare or did she have an attraction to him. "Get it together Wong...Don't get distracted...Clear your head...Figure this out" Stanley thought. As his senses returned...Stanley felt a cold metal surface beneath him.. smelt the distinctive scent of sea water in the air...and felt his hands were still zip cuffed behind his back. As his vision cleared...he realised that he was in a dimly lit room and the floor was moving beneath him. "Must be on board the Dubai Star...and she's set sail...Got to figure a way out...Got to find...Yellow Cat... and.." he began. but was interrupted by a low feminine sigh of "Nhhhhhhhh"in the darkness nearby.



Looking into the darkness...in the direction of the sound...Stanley saw ten golden objects shining before them...and knew they could only be the golden and razor sharp toenails of Yellow Cat's sexy toes. His hands bound behind his back...Stanley crawled in the direction of the twitching golden flashes...to make his discovery. One the floor before him...lying flat on her back...her muscular arms stretched above her head...shackles binding her wrists together to a ring on the floor..similar shackles binding her shapely ankles together to another ring located close to the soles of her erotic bare feet...Stanley discovered the Busty Jamaican Amazon was his cellmate in the brig of the Dubai Star.



Her eyes were tightly shut in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her glossy lips were stretched...the top and lower rows of her pearl white teeth visible..an expression of pain on her beautiful face. Stanley burned with rage...his eyes filled with concern...as he observed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...still had the long black darts...still lodged in the middle of her big puffy dark brown nipples...that capped the summits of her massive naked brown breasts...which rose and fell very slowly as she struggled to breathe. "Yellow Cat...Yellow Cat...Can you hear me?" asked Stanley. He was relieved as he saw her head turn in his direction...and her brown eyes open partially...in the slits of her cowl mask.



"Stanley....Stanley Wong..." sighed the Busty Jamaican Amazon with a slight smile on her face... feeling great pain and weakness in her enhanced brown breasts...but also comfort...knowing that this man who she was beginning to care about...was there with her. "Easy Yellow Cat...Save your strength. "What...happened...Where...are we...Are you...all right...Uuuuuunh...something...in my Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuunh...cannot get them out...I...weak...I so tired...just want to sleep...Stanley...Wong..." confessed Yellow Cat...who was secretly Lara Goodnite..the daughter of his employer...Gordon Goodnite. "Stay with me Cat...I need you to stay awake...It's going to be all right..." said Stanley.



"Uuuuuuuuuh...I cannot stay conscious Stanley Wong...I so tired....want to sleep..." sighed Lara as her brown eyes started to close. "No Cat!...Fight it!...You've got to stay awake!" said Stanley...causing the Busty Jamaican Amazon's brown eyes to flutter in the slits of her cowl mask. "Uuuuuuuuuh...I cannot do it...Stanley...Black Syrian...shot me...in my Super Nipples.....with darts....They hurt so much....darts have powerful drug on them...keeping me tired...I so tired...Had to let Black Syrian shoot them...I so tired...Good night...Stanley...Wong" sighed Yellow Cat...as she stared with sleepy brown eyes at the man she was secretly fond of....and they began to close as she drifted back towards unconsciousness. While she looked beautiful in her sleepy state...Stanley knew that if they were going to get out of this alive..he needed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica to have her full powers restored.



"Stay with me Cat...Hold on" said Stanley as he turned his back to her... lowering his bound hands towards her naked massive brown mounds. Realising why the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was struggling to stay conscious...Stanley knew what he had to do. It was difficult doing this with his back to her...but Stanley knew he had to try...otherwise both of them would be finished. Lowering his tied hands towards the heaving naked chest of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...Stanley encircled his fingers around the long black dart that was protruding from her big dark brown puffy right nipple. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!.... Stanley Wong!!!...That hurts!!!....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...so much...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!" groaned Lara as she felt him tugging on the dart that was embedded deep in her right nipple.



Stanley said nothing...focusing on the task at hand...and with great effort...pulled the dart out of the big puffy right dark brown nipple of the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!"cried Lara as this dart was removed. Shifting his body again...trying to compensate for the moving floor beneath them...Stanley tried to grab hold of the remaining dart that was lodged in her left big puffy dark brown nipple. "Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuh...your fingers touching my Super Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh.. .I getting tired...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...your fingers feel...so...good...Uuuuuuuuuuh...they making me...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...want to sleep... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" blurted Yellow Cat as Stanley's fingers accidentally stroked her naked brown bust as he tried to grab the last dart that was stuck in her big left puffy left dark brown nipple.



Finally...Stanley got his fingers got a drip on the long black dart. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...Stanley Wong!!!...Pain!!!....Pain in my left Super Nipple...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...IUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!" cried Lara as she felt him tugging on the lodged projectile....as she felt the metal floor shifting underneath them. "Uuuuuh!!!!...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuh!!!...You are touching my Super Breasts again...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!!!!...I getting so tired...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!!!...cannot...stay...awake...." sighed the Busty Jamaican Amazon as Stanley lost his grip on the last dart...and his fingers inadvertently stroked the smooth surface of her big brown breasts. He saw her brown eyes starting to close again in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...a look of serenity appearing on her beautiful face as she began to slip back into unconsciousness.



"No!!" yelled Stanley. With a final effort...he grabbed hold of the dart protruding from the big left puffy dark brown nipple of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...and pulled with all his might. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!!!" cried Lara...her voluptuous and muscular brown body surging upwards...then collapsing back on to the metal floor of the brig...her brown eyes closing in the slits of her cowl mask...as Stanley succeeded in pulling the last dart out of her big left puffy dark brown nipple and throwing it away. Kneeling beside the Busty Jamaican Amazon...Stanley watched the naked massive brown mounds of her awesome rack rising and falling slowly. He watched her head...pillowed atop her long mane of glossy black hair...rolling from side to side...as she softly moaned..."Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuh." "Yellow Cat...Can you hear me?...Are you all right?" asked Stanley with concern in his voice.



The first thing which Lara heard was Stanley's voice...as the veil of unconsciousness slowly lifted over her. As she opened her brown eyes in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...the blackness slowly dissipated...and as her vision cleared...the first thing she saw...was his face. "Uuuuuuh...Stanley...Wong..." sighed Yellow Cat...a broad smile on her beautiful face as she looked up at him. "Are you all right?" asked Stanley. "You got lucky...Stanley Wong..." replied Yellow Cat as she kept smiling at Stanley...who was baffled by her remark. "Excuse me?" he asked. "I told you...that if you were lucky...You would find out for yourself how to make me weak....it is my Super Nipples...they channel the Cat Strength in my Super Breasts...to the rest of my body...if they get hard...I get weak...sleepy...and become unconscious" explained Lara....smiling at Stanley...pleased that her massive brown breasts...were exposed to him.



"Why are you telling me this? asked Stanley. "Because...just being around you...make me feel so aroused...in my Super Nipples....No man...has ever made me feel like that...When you touched my Super Breasts...touched my Super Nipples...to take out those darts...it felt...different from when criminals touch my Super Nipples...and my Super Breasts....to knock me out...just as when you found me unconscious... in your apartment...I know...you will never take advantage of me...when I am weak...I could not bear it...if something happened to you...that is why...I let Black Syrian...shoot me in my Super Nipples...and I would do it again...because...I...I...love you...Stanley Wong" confessed Lara and smiled at him...her naked huge brown breasts...heaving slowly up and down before this man...who she cared deeply about.



Stanley shook his head in disbelief. Was she telling the truth? Was the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica in love with him? Silently...Stanley knew he was attracted to Yellow Cat...but also felt an attraction to his employer's beautiful daughter Lara Goodnite...despite her somewhat cold attitude towards him. His mind flashed back to when he saw Lara wearing nothing but a loose fitting bathrobe when he went to her townhouse...finding Yellow Cat topless and tied up inside a stall at the Barracks Race Track....the Busty Jamaican Amazon recuperating in his bathtub...wearing only her cowl mask...how she orgasmed and went to sleep...when he touched her beautiful semi-masked face...to her taking off her thin yellow bra and allowing Black Syrian to shoot her in her big puffy dark brown nipples to knock her out...in order to save his life.



However the logical part of Stanley's brain...held sway....thinking the gorgeous Jamaican superwoman had to be delusional...but right now he needed her to be super strong to help get them out of this bind and stop whatever scheme their captor the Black Syrian had planned. "We can talk about that later Yellow Cat...but right now we need to get out of here..." replied Stanley. He watched as the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica gave him another broad smile...showing her upper and lower rows of pearl white teeth through her parted glossy lips. "You are no fun Stanley Wong...but if that's what you want..." replied Lara. Pausing her sentence...she flexed her slender muscular arms and her long muscular legs...and Stanley Wong was in awe as she effortlessly shattered the chains that were binding her wrists and ankles to the floor...and leapt into a squatting position on the balls of her erotic bare feet. "Then that's what you will get" added Yellow Cat as she cut the zip cuff's binding Stanley's hands...with a swipe of the golden and razor sharp fingernails of her right hand.



As the Busty Jamaican Amazon and her friend got to their feet...they looked around them...studying their darkened surroundings. "Ohhhh" sighed Lara as the floor shifted beneath them... and she fell against Stanley...who used his hands to grab her slender muscular arms to steady her. "You sure you're okay Yellow Cat?" Stanley asked. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica felt her big puffy dark brown nipples tingle as he spoke...sensing the genuine concern he had for her well being. "I will be okay Stanley Wong...My Super Nipples need a few more seconds to soften...so I can regain my full Cat Strength...Black Syrian has done his homework on me...He put some kind of aphrodisiac and tranquiliser in those darts...if he shoots me again...I will be out for many hours." "Where are we now?...I last remember passing out on the docks of the Kingston Container Terminal..." said Yellow Cat.



To be continued.
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Hi Kitten,

Interested in doing any pics for Yellow Cat and Lara Goodnite?

Action? Sleepy/KO?
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Yellow Cat and the Black Syrian 10

Hyatt Regency Hotel

Kingston, Jamaica

3.30 pm



DEBRA GRIEVES...a well known fashion mogul...was in disbelief as she stood in a private suite in this five star hotel located along the waterfront of Jamaica's capital city...holding a large black and white feather in her right hand...as she stared at the trickles of white milk...that were oozing slowly out of the hard...erect...bullet shaped...big...puffy dark brown nipples that capped the summits of the naked massive and firm brown breasts...of the even more well known Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...YELLOW CAT...as she lay flat on her back...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs spread wide open...above and below her small curvy waist respectively...the palms of her hands open and facing towards the ceiling...her fingers with golden and razor sharp fingernails...spread open...her erotic bare feet...angled away from one another...with clear spaces between her ten sexy toes which had golden and razor sharp toenails.



Debra reflected on the events which had transpired within the space of 30 minutes at the hotel...as she watched the huge naked brown breasts of the beaten Busty Jamaican Amazon...rise and fall slowly....her eyes tightly shut in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...which had cat's ears perked up at the top...her glossy lips parted...offering a glimpse of her pearl white teeth...her deep breathing telling Debra...that she was not faking...and was in fact deep within the realm of unconsciousness...having fallen into a well-laid trap...after discovering there was a drug trafficking operation taking place on the premises of the Hyatt...while Debra Grieves' House of Fabrics' company was holding a gala fashion show in the main ballroom. Debra was snapped out of her daze...by the ringing of her cell phone.



"Has the woman been subdued?...Has she told you the information that we seek?" asked the screened voice of the mysterious criminal mastermind...known only as...the BLACK SYRIAN. "I did as you instructed Master...You were correct that the woman's big nipples and large breasts were her source of weakness...she is out like a light...she told us that the boy we are looking for...JIMMY JONES...is being held in the custody of GORDON GOODNITE's private security firm....but even those I used my special feather on her big beautiful brown nipples for several minutes...she did not say where the boy is being kept...and what's more...she steadfastly refused to reveal the name of the man who had the boy placed in protective custody...until she lactated...and went to sleep.



"Fascinating...I have received information about our big breasted nuisance...she possessing incredible strength...stamina and reflexes...but is easily tamed through manipulation of her expansive chest...she has a tendency to reveal things she wishes to kept private...when she becomes aroused in her chest...but this clearly suggests that she has a deep connection to this person." replied Black Syrian. "Shall I have her taken out of the hotel...so you can question her when she wakes up?" asked Debra. "No...My schedule is tight...Yellow Cat's meddling has caused the local authorities to take a closer look...I cannot afford to have my business exposed...not now...However I do have a plan to deal with Yellow Cat...shift attention on her...while exposing of the excess personnel that were hired to aid in her capture" replied Black Syrian.

Debra Grieves smiled as the Black Syrian explained his plan to her.



4 pm



As her big puffy dark brown nipples softened.....her naked massive brown breasts ...heaving slowly up and down as she inhaled and exhaled air into her lungs...LARA GOODNITE...criminologist and daughter of billionaire Jamaican industrialist Gordon Goodnite...slowly opened her brown eyes...in the slits of the yellow cowl mask that she wore when she was in the form of her sexy.. super-powered alter-ego. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Where am I??...What happened??" groaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she slowly regained consciousness...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her head pillowed by her long mane of glossy black hair...that was also resting atop a fluffy pillow...rolling from side to side...as she slowly remembered the events which had brought her to her current situation.


"Uuuuuuuuuuh....I feel...dizzy in my Super Nipples...tired in my Super Breasts...I remember...leaving the fashion show...I went to catch Lancelot Holder supervising a drug operation...in the Hyatt's storage area...I was winning...until I got my Super Breasts ad Super Nipples tickled with feathers...some kind of sexy smoke was blown into my face...it knocked me out real fast...Debra Grieves...was using the cover of her own fashion show...to import drugs into Jamaica...changed into Yellow Cat to stop it...and catch LANCELOT HOLDER...in the act..so as to have the evidence needed to have him arrested...to get even with him for knocking me out...and expose his connection to the Black Syrian...but that criminal was ready for me...and I was exposed...He is smarter than the local criminals I have fought since I became Yellow Cat" sighed Lara...as she recalled how Debra was interrogating her while brushing her massive brown breasts...her big puffy dark brown nipples...with a large black and white feather.



Yellow Cat raised her left hand up towards the huge heaving brown mounds of her broad naked chest. "Ohhhh...My Super Nipples...They are starting to feel soft again...They also feel a bit moist...starting to dry...I must have lactated...while Debra Grieves was stroking them with her big feather...Asking me questions...Do not remember all of the questions...but she was asking me about...STANLEY WONG...Dad's new consultant when the big feather gave my Super Nipples a brushing...I could not help but think about Stanley...how my Super Nipples became so hard being around him...how I could not stop thinking about him touching them...how I wanted him to do it..." sighed Lara dreamily...as she gently caressed each of her big puffy dark brown nipples with the slender fingers of her left hand...taking care that she did not stab them with the golden and razor sharp fingernails of her left hand.



"How long have I been unconscious?...How long have I been topless?...I am still wearing my panty...my belt...and my whip...I am in some hotel room...I am not tied up...Debra Grieves...Lancelot Holder...must have escaped...No time to go after them ...have to get up....have to put my bra back on...I have promised to meet Stanley Wong at...."began Yellow Cat as she pressed the palm of her left hand on the mattress...turned on her shapely ass...kicking her long muscular legs in the air...the Busty Jamaican Amazon was in the process of getting off the bed...when she left an object in her right hand. As she got to her erotic bare feet...Lara's brown eyes widened with surprise to find she was holding a silencer tipped pistol in her right hand. "Eh??...Why am I holding a gun...I do not...Oh my God!" gasped the buxom Jamaican crime fighter as she saw the dead bodies of Anna Lisa and the other two prostitutes...all three dressed in main uniforms...on the floor near the bed...as was her flimsy yellow bra.



"That was one of those girls who tickled me in my Super Nipples when I was fighting the drug smugglers...She and these others are dead...shot with this gun...Debra Grieves put it in my hands...trying to frame me with murder!" deduced Lara as she dropped the gun to the floor.. The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was in the process of squatting on the balls of her erotic bare feet...to retrieve her thin yellow top...when the door opened...and she found herself confronted by a pair of the Hyatt's security guards...who drew their pistols upon seeing her. "Freeze lady!" yelled the first guard. "Hands in the air!...Stand up!" yelled the second guard...Yellow Cat got to her erotic bare feet...her hands raised in the air...giving the two security guards a full view of her naked massive brown bust. "Be calm gentlemen...I am Yellow Cat...I am sure you have read about me in the newspapers...I am a super heroine...I am not responsible for what happened here" said Lara.



"You're not going anywhere lady...Miss Grieves told her she heard sounds of a commotion in here...Our instructions are to keep you here till the cops arrive...the manager has called them...They should be on their way here" said the first security guard...as he kept his gun trained on the Busty Jamaican Amazon. However both of them found it increasingly difficult to think about focusing on their job...while looking at the fabulous exposed chest of Yellow Cat...wondering what it would be like to touch them. Had they paid closer attention...they would have seen that the big puffy dark brown nipples that capped her mighty brown mounds were soft and relaxed...meaning her super powers were fully restored. "I am sure that staring at my Super Breasts is pleasing to you gentlemen...and you are only doing your job...but I have someplace to be!" quipped Lara.



The guards were taken by surprise as with lightning speed...Yellow Cat pulled out her cat-o-nine whip...and cracked it...knocking their weapons from their hands. Holstering her whip as both guards dropped to the floor... howling in pain..the Busty Jamaican Amazon grabbed her flimsy yellow bra and sprinted out of the hotel room. "Thank you for the hospitality gentlemen...I like nothing better than spending part of an afternoon unconscious in a hotel room" quipped Yellow Cat as she ran out into the corridor. Picking up their weapons...the guards ran after her...however the only person they passed in the corridor was Lara Goodnite dressed in a spaghetti-strapped one piece white dress..her black tresses loose about her shoulders.. large silver earrings hanging from her earlobes...wearing open-toe high heels on her feet...and carrying a large brown leather handbag on her right shoulder. "Black Syrian is trying to frame Yellow Cat as a diversion...I will have to think about it later...but right now...I need to meet Stanley Wong" resolved Lara...silently pleased she would be seeing him soon.



Meanwhile...at his office in downtown Kingston...unaware of what his daughter was doing...Gordon Goodnite was holding a private meeting with his potential business partner...Qatari billionaire Samuel Habib. "I must say Gordon...I was most concerned when I heard the news reports of a battle of sorts in the district called The Flats...my associates in Qatar heard about it as well...and have expressed reservations about investing in new business in the area..." said Habib as he sipped the cup of tea that was handed to him by his host. "Tell them not to worry Samuel...The situation is under control" replied Gordon Goodnite as he sat on the other side of his large mahogany desk.



"I truly wish I could share that confidence Gordon...I am advised that for the second time...that masked woman in the bikini...the one called Yellow Cat was involved again...Who is this woman and what is her interest in our business affairs?...At the horseraces...your daughter described her as a super heroine...who fights for justice and helps people" remarked Habib. "My daughter Lara is a brilliant criminologist but...her judgement where this masked woman is concerned is flawed...No right thinking woman would flaunt her body the way this Yellow Cat does...Surely she should be locked away in an asylum...You needn't be concerned Samuel...My consultant Stanley Wong has personally seen to it that a witness to the crimes at the racetrack has been taken into custody at a safe house operated by my private security firm" replied Gordon. "That's good news my friend...Tell me more" said Habib.

Newport East district
Kingston, Jamaica
5 pm

Lara Goodnite pulled her red Porsche sports car in front of a simple looking flat house that was located in a secluded part of this middle income suburb of the Jamaican capital city. Stretching her shapely legs as she got out of her sports car...Lara could not help but smile as she saw her father's new consultant...Stanley Wong approaching her...looking very handsome..in a black shirt..a couple buttons open at the top..matching pants and shoes...his brown eyes looking at her from behind his large frame glasses. "Hello Stanley Wong...Sorry I am late...I was...Uh...briefly detained" said Lara as she walked alongside him...up the stone walkway leading to the front door of the house. "Ooh...Stanley is so handsome...Mmm...Feeling a little hard in my Super Nipples when I am close to him...Have to keep my head clear of thinking like that" thought Lara as she stole a glance at this man...who she found herself silently becoming fond of.

"Not a problem Lara...This kid is a stubborn one...He knows something more about what happened at the racetrack and in The Flats....I'm no expert but this doesn't look like the work of any small time local crooks." replied Stanley. Lara could not help but feel tingling warm sensations in her breasts and between her thighs as Stanley impressed her with his keen sense of observation...reflecting a sharp intellect...which she found attractive. "I agree with you Stanley Wong...As you know...I have been doing my own research into the crimes taking place...They are clearly the work of a master strategist...I will do what I can to get some answers from Jimmy Jones" said Lara as Stanley used a special card key to access the door...on the other side of which were a couple of Goodnite Security officers...who were well armed.



"Miss Goodnite!...We weren't expecting you here...We don't have..." said one of the guards who was surprised when she entered the living room of the safe house with Stanley...who they were expecting to come back to check on their "guest". "Is there a problem?!" asked Lara bluntly as she folded her arms in front of her shapely bust. "No..." the guard replied meekly. Turning to Stanley...Lara informed him of her intentions. "I am going to question this boy by myself...Wait for me please Stanley Wong?" asked Lara rhetorically with a smile. "I'll be right out here" replied Stanley. Lara smiled at him before walking away down the nearby corridor...with the card key to access the room where Jimmy Jones was being kept.



As Lara walked away from him...the sounds of her heels echoing off the tiled floor...Stanley caught a glimpse of both guards...taking a long view of her perky ass..as it swayed from side to side under her dress as she walked. "Knock it off!...Remember who you work for and you're still on duty!" growled Stanley in a tone which shocked both guards...who quickly resumed their duties. However they could not help but silently wondered whether something was going on between Gordon Goodnite's daughter...whose aloofness towards men in Jamaica was legendary...and his new consultant...who no one in Goodnite Enterprises seemed to know much about. However they did know that Gordon Goodnite had a very clear rule that none of his employees was allowed to have an intimate relationship with his only daughter.



For his part...Stanley Wong was not concerned about that rule. As he watched Lara walk away...and the way her small firm round ass moved under her dress...Stanley found himself thinking about the way that Yellow Cat's perky round ass moved when she walked...remembering the movements of her voluptuous and muscular brown body when she was at his apartment...recuperating from her battle against criminals in The Flats...several days earlier. "No...It can't be...but they are so similar..." thought Stanley...unable to shake the lingering feeling that there was more to Lara Goodnite than met the eye. Lara however was not thinking about these things...but on the job at hand...as she entered the room where Jimmy Jones was being kept.



The teenage boy was sitting on the bed when she entered...and studied the 43 year old woman from head to toe... as she closed the door behind her. "Looking good big sister...Your man and his two goons gonna let me go...I ain't done nothing" quipped Jimmy. "If you are referring to Stanley Wong...That is not your business Jimmy Jones...You have quite a criminal record for someone so young...mostly petty theft...but murder would be a big promotion for you" countered Lara... as she stood before him with her hands on either side of her shapely waist...her long legs slightly apart...her feet flat on the floor. "Hey wait a minute!...I didn't kill nobody!" yelled Jimmy as he jumped off the bed.



"The right word is anybody Jimmy Jones...Bad language from dropping out of high school...and hustling on the streets...You are an accessory to murder Jimmy Jones...The men who hired you as a lookout at the Barracks Racetracks were found dead...executed...clearly done by someone ruthless and calculating...Stanley Wong brought you here for your protection...and for you to tell me who is responsible for the crime wave taking place in Kingston...That is the best offer you are going to get from anyone...I can promise you a good word will be put in for you to the police if you cooperate...or maybe you would prefer to be back on the streets!" said Lara bluntly. "No!!...I can't go out there!...He go find me!...He go kill me!" cried a suddenly scared Jimmy Jones.



"Who will kill you Jimmy Jones?...Who is it that hired you and those men?...Why were other men trying to kill you in The Flats?...Speak!...I want answers now!" demanded Lara. "All right...You win big sister....I is good as dead...the big man running the crime wave...is called de BLACK SYRIAN...He not from Jamaica...a foreigner...talk is he born in Syrian but grow up in Qatar..build a big crime empire there" continued Jimmy. "Why is he here in Jamaica?...Why did he hire men to steal Gordon Goodnite's race horse?...Why did he send men to kill you?" asked Lara. "Word on de street is Black Syrian got big business connections....Goodnite loaded...an people in Jamaica do what he says....Black Syrian got big plans to set up he business here" replied Jimmy.



The teenager's words got the wheels turning in Lara Goodnite's mind. "Oh my God!...Samuel Habib...has got to be key in all of this...the Black Syrian must be his silent benefactor...The Flats are prime real estate owned by Dad's real estate company...Dad's been talking with Habib about investing in that area...if Habib is working for Black Syrian...he will use whatever businesses Habib convinces Dad to open up there as fronts for his criminal operations!...This is something I have to deal with...I need to leave so I can change into Yellow Cat...and..." thought Lara. However before she could complete her thought...the house was suddenly rocked by a violent explosion. "Is de Black Syrian!!...He coming for me!!" wailed Jimmy Jones...in a voice of panic.




"My God!...That was an explosion at the front of the house...Stanley!...He could be hurt...I have to help him..."

thought Lara...forgetting that Jimmy Jones was in the room with her...as the fingers of her right hand reached to touch the silver bracelet on her left wrist. However distracted by the sound of the explosion...her sudden concern for the safety of Stanley Wong...standing with her back to the door...the lady criminologist was too slow as a masked thug barged into the room. "Unnnnh!!!" groaned Lara as he lashed her in the back of her skull with a blackjack. Lara's brown eyes rolled up in her head...behind her designer Perry Ellis glasses...as she dropped to her knees... collapsed face down on the floor...her arms extended past her head...her long legs spread wide open below her shapely waist.



"No!!...I ent tell them nothing!!...I ent tell them nothing!!" cried Jimmy Jones before the thug cracked his blackjack against the teenager's jaw. "Orrrrrk" cried Jimmy as he joined Lara Goodnite on the floor. "Take the kid and let's split before the cops get here!!" said a second thug as he entered the room...holding a silencer tipped Uzi submachine gun in his right hand. "Hey this chick is Gordon Goodnite's girl...Let's take her along for insurance!" said the first thug as he zip cuffed Jimmy Jones' hands behind his back and gagged his mouth. "No...Black Syrian's orders were clear...Just take the kid...Leave Goodnite's daughter here...Don't need the old man to get suspicious...Get the kid to the van and get to the docks...Black Syrian wants to set sail tonight!" said the second thug.



"Uhhhhhhhhh" groaned Stanley Wong some 15 minutes later...as he came to...with noise ringing in his ears. As he opened his eyes...Stanley saw a blurry vision of someone looking down at him. As his vision cleared the beautiful face and bust of Lara Goodnite became clear to him...as she knelt beside his fallen form. "Stanley Wong?...Are you hurt?" asked Lara with concern in her voice. "Yeah...I think so...Are you okay Lara?...What the hell happened?" asked Stanley as he slowly got to his feet...with Lara gently placing her right hand on his right shoulder and her left hand on the left side of his waist as she helped him up. The duo looked at the burnt out front of the safe house...and the dead bodies of the two security guards. "I am okay...but Jimmy Jones has been kidnapped" replied Lara.



"Then we'd better call the police" said Stanley. "No!...There is no time...We have to rescue Jimmy Jones ourselves...Come on!" replied Lara...grabbing Stanley's left wrist with her left hand...pulling him with a sudden burst of strength which surprised him. "What?!...Where are we going?!" asked Stanley as she led him to her Porsche. "I will explain along to the way Stanley Wong!...We have to get to the harbour!...We have to rescue Jimmy Jones from the clutches of the Black Syrian!!" declared Lara as they climbed into her Porsche. Starting the car.. and pressing her right foot on the gas...Lara Goodnite took Stanley Wong along...towards their rendezvous with danger. As she explained what Jimmy had told her before the safe house was attacked...as she drove...Lara mentally sent out calls to stray cats in the city...asking them to locate the Black Syrian and Jimmy Jones.



6 pm.



Lara Goodnite brought her red Porsche sports car to a stop amongst a cluster of trees near the western perimeter fence of the Kingston Container Terminal. Sitting in the passenger seat...Stanley Wong adjusted his glasses as he took note of where they were. " We are here Stanley Wong!...We have to act fast to stop the Black Syrian and rescue Jimmy Jones" said Lara as they got out of her car. "I don't understand Lara...Why are we here?...We really should let the police take care of this" said Stanley as he walked towards the front of the Porsche...where Lara was watching a cargo ship being loaded as darkness fell upon the city. Knowing she could not tell him that her feline friends had located Black Syrian as this would reveal her secret identity as Yellow Cat...Lara offered another explanation.



"That cargo ship...The Dubai Star...is owned by Samuel Habib...the crime wave in Kingston started shortly after Habib arrived in Jamaica to talk business with Dad...Jimmy told me that Black Syrian is from the Middle East and has powerful backers...Habib must be associated with the Black Syrian...Look Stanley Wong...The ship is being loaded and preparing to sail tonight...I remember reading some of Dad's files for his meetings with Habib...That ship is not due to sail for another week...It must be that Black Syrian is on board and has Jimmy Jones is his prisoner...He will kill him at sea...We have to stop them!" said Lara as she started to walk in the direction of the fence. "Hold it Lara...If what you're saying is true...and I'm not doubting you for a second...This Black Syrian guy is probably very well protected...It could be dangerous for you..." said Stanley as he grabbed hold of her left wrist.



"Let me go Stanley Wong....We have to stop Black Syrian!" quipped Lara as she glared into Stanley's brown eyes. He saw the steely determination in her eyes and knew she would not be easily swayed. "I'll go and investigate that ship...I can't afford for you to get hurt...How could I explain this to your father?...If anything happens...it's on me....Your father can fire me if I live through this...Please stay here...and call the police" replied Stanley...as he took off his glasses and gave them to Lara. "You are right Stanley Wong...Be careful" replied Lara with concern in her voice. "I will" said Stanley as he made his way towards the fence. Lara watched as he climbed over the fence...and slipped into the shadows of the rows of shipping containers...heading towards the Dubai Star...as it was being loaded.



"Stanley Wong is brave...and concerned for my safety...at the expense of his own...I cannot let anything happen to him..." resolved Lara as she stood with her shapely legs slightly apart...and touched the silver bracelet on her left wrist with the fingers of her right hand. "By the Beauty of Bastet!" she declared.There was a flash of light which engulfed Lara Goodnite' shapely body. She felt her clothes and shoes disappearing and incredible energy surging through her...as her body reshaped itself...becoming increasingly voluptuous and muscular. When the aura faded...several inches had been added to Lara's fabulous chest and legs. Her now voluptuous and muscular brown 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 glossy red lips....her long mane of glossy black hair flowing out the back of her mask...on to her broad shoulders... and reaching to the middle of her exposed back...as Lara Goodnite completed her amazing transformation into the Busty Jamaican Amazon known as Yellow Cat. Flexing her slender muscular arms and her long muscular legs.. she checked.to make sure her flimsy yellow bra and panty were in place...before she went off into action.


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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 12



Offshore Jamaica

9 pm



LARA GOODNITE...renowned criminologist and daughter of billionaire Jamaican industrialist GORDON GOODNITE... had found herself in another dire predicament...in her super-powered sexy alter-ego of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica known as YELLOW CAT...having been captured by the mysterious hooded villain who was called the BLACK SYRIAN. for--d to discard her cat-o-nine whip...take off her flimsy yellow bra...and allow Black Syrian to shoot her in her big puffy dark brown nipples with darts laced with a tranquiliser/aphrodisiac cocktail to knock her unconscious... Lara's only comfort was to have the darts removed by the skilled hands of STANLEY WONG...who worked for her father as a consultant...but who she felt herself slowly beginning to care about...compared to all other eligible bachelors in Jamaica who tried to woo her into marriage.



"We're on board the Dubai Star...and she's set sail...Black Syrian's got the kid JIMMY JONES on board...My guess is he's gonna interrogate him first...then kill him and us...dump us out at sea...once we leave Jamaican territorial waters..." replied Stanley....impressing Lara with his insight into their predicament. "That is a very good observation Stanley Wong...You sound very experienced in these kinds of situations...I would not expect that from a financial consultant" replied Yellow Cat with a smile as she looked at her friend. "Hopefully...Lara Goodnite would have contacted the police by now...and they would've alerted the coast guard....I left her outside the terminal...where I thought she'd be hidden and be safe. Again the Busty Jamaican Amazon felt warmth in her big puffy dark brown nipples...at the care and concern he had for her in her normal identity as well...smiling at the idea that Stanley had no idea that Lara Goodnite was Yellow Cat.



Pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind...Lara focused on the situation at hand. "You are right Stanley Wong...We need to escape...rescue Jimmy Jones and arrest Black Syrian..." she said. "Sure Yellow Cat...but I'd suggest we get your top and your whip back first...You're going to be needing them...once you get your super strength back...We also gotta come up with a plan...We attack him head on...We'll only get recaptured...and he'll kill that kid" said Stanley. "You are right again Stanley Wong...on my own...even with my Cat Strength...Black Syrian and his thugs have been able to successfully knock me out..." said Lara as she got closer to him. "But with you helping me...We can defeat him...together" added the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she wrapped her slender muscular arms around his neck...lightly rubbing her huge naked brown bust against Stanley's flat chest...and leaning forward...planting a light kiss on his lips.



"Okay...but we need to get out of here first" replied Stanley as he gently removed Lara's slender muscular arms from around his neck...and walked towards the sealed huge steel door of the brig in which they were being held. "You are no fun Stanley Wong...Do you know that?" quipped Yellow Cat with a broad smile on her beautiful face as she assumed her heroic pose...hands on either side of her small curvy waist...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the cold steel floor of the brig...her naked massive brown breasts pushed forward with confidence as Stanley looked around the brig...trying to figure out how they could escape...silently admiring his lean muscular physique.



"I can help with that...now that my Super Nipples are soft and relaxed" replied Lara as she strolled towards the large steel door of the brig...shaking her large firm round ass...barely contained in her thin yellow panty to Stanley as she walked. She was about to grab hold of the handle...to use her Cat Strength to open the door when Stanley gripped her left wrist with his right hand. "Stanley Wong...What are you doing?!" whispered Yellow Cat as she turned to her friend. "Don't touch the door Cat...It's rigged...Maybe an explosive or an alarm...either way...we can't get out that way..." warned Stanley...pointing with his left index finger towards the door. The Busty Jamaican Amazon followed his finger...her feline vision and saw a very fine wire running from the handle of the door to the steel floor of their prison. "How did you see that Stanley Wong?...How do you seem sure about what that is?" asked Lara...as she turned to face him...with a smile on her beautiful face.



The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica watched as Stanley's face went blank for a second before he spoke. "We can talk about that later...We got to get out of here...before the ship leaves Jamaican waters...once that happens...Black Syrian's untouchable...and we...and that boy are dead" replied Stanley. As he spoke...Lara sensed the truth in his words...and used her powers of mental telepathy to communicate with the stray cats that helped her to locate the hooded villain ..for a way to get out of the brig. "Black Syrian will not win Stanley Wong!...We will stop him!" said Yellow Cat with confidence in her voice. "How are we going to...." Stanley began to ask. He was interrupted as Lara flexed her muscular thighs...and launched herself towards the ceiling of the brig...holding on to an overhead pipe with her left hand... she used the golden razor sharp fingernails of her right hand to open an air vent.



Extending her slender muscular left arm...Stanley watched in awe...as with uncanny skill...the Busty Jamaican Amazon lowered her long muscular right leg towards him. "Grab hold of my right ankle Stanley Wong" she instructed...waving her right erotic bare foot towards him. "You sure about this?" asked Stanley. "Stanley Wong!" countered Lara...starting to get a little impatient. "Okay...Okay" replied Stanley as he held on to her right ankle with both hands. He was amazed to feel the incredible strength flowing through the voluptuous and muscular brown body of the beauteous Amazon of Jamaica. "Hold on Stanley Wong" said Yellow Cat with a broad smile on her face... as she exerted her Cat Strength...and pulled both of them into the air vent. "That was amazing...How did you do that?" remarked Stanley to Lara...who could not help but blush slightly.



"I can do anything when my Super Nipples are soft...and my Super Breasts are strong" quipped Yellow Cat with a smile....as she squatted on the balls of her erotic bare feet...in a way that made her naked massive brown breasts bunch together before him...in a way which she found silently pleasing. "Okay...So we're out of the brig...What's our next move?" asked Stanley. "I know where Black Syrian is...When we find him...We will find Jimmy Jones too...Follow me Stanley Wong" replied Lara as she turned away from him...and started to crawl along the ventilation shaft. "Ladies first" said Stanley...who silently admired the way of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's large firm round ass.... as it swayed sexily from side to side in front of him as they crawled through the ventilation system of the ship.



"Are you sure you know where we're going?" asked Stanley. "Yes Stanley Wong...Just stay close to me..." replied Yellow Cat....as she used her telepathic powers to allow her to see the images that a pair of stray cats...who had scouted the Dubai Star before it sailed...to locate the Black Syrian and his prisoner Jimmy Jones. "That's what I'm doing...I'm right on your tail.." said Stanley as he watched the well defined ass of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica swaying sensuously before him. "And enjoying the view I am sure" quipped Lara. "I'm not complaining...but I'll feel better once we get the kid, this Black Syrian dude and get off this ship" countered Stanley.. which made Yellow Cat smile...knowing this man was willing to risk his life to help her carry out her mission of justice."Hmmm...Business before pleasure...I like that Stanley Wong" said Lara...feeling tingles of warmth in her big puffy dark brown nipples as they crawled through the ventilation system.



However... in her mind...the Busty Jamaican Amazon was thinking about the strange reaction that Stanley had...when she asked him about the door to the brig being rigged...and how he knew that it was. "Stanley Wong is not telling me something....Why?...He knows about things...which would not have been on his resume...when Dad hired him...Could he be working for Black Syrian??...No...I cannot believe that...I must not believe that" thought Lara as conflicting emotions swirled around in her mind...as she remembered all of her encounters with the man behind her...both as Lara Goodnite...and as Yellow Cat...as they crawled through the ventilation system of the cargo ship. Stanley was also thinking as well.



"Yellow Cat's sharp...Even after being drugged and unconscious for a couple hours...She's come close to finding out about me...what I was...I can't ever let anyone know about that...be being around makes that very difficult...She's the most beautiful...the bravest woman...that I've ever met...still...I can feel there's something she's hiding...like I've met her before...and I didn't even know it" thought Stanley. However their respective thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of voices up ahead. "Stanley Wong..." whispered Lara. "I hear it too Cat...We must be close" whispered Stanley as they approved the grating of an air duct...in the ship's engine room. "Stanley Wong...Look" said the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she squatted on the balls of her erotic bare feet...making her naked mighty brown mounds of her naked chest bunch together..as Stanley squatted next to her...as they looked down into the engine room...at the events playing out below them.



"Uhhhh!!!...Uhhhh!!!...Uhhhhh!!!" groaned teenager Jimmy Jones as he was punched repeatedly in the head and gut by the Algerian mercenary known as Khamal...who was wearing brass knuckles on his fingers. The teenage boy was suspended in mid-air. His hands bound together at the wrists by a strong rope that was bound to an overhead steel pipe... his feet inches off the ground. His face bruised and bloodied from repeated beatings. Looking on...was the mysterious black hooded man...known only as the Black Syrian...flanked by his Jamaican subordinates...Lancelot Holder and Debra Grieves. Raising his black gloved right hand...the villain ordered Khamal to halt his torture of the young Jamaican boy.



"I will tolerate your stubbornness no longer boy!!...My well laid plans will not be undermined by one as worthless as you!!..What have you told the authorities?!...Speak!!" demanded the Black Syrian. "I ain't telling them nothing!" quipped Jimmy....an earned another punch in the kidneys from Khamal. "Orrk" groaned Jimmy as he dangled like a piece of meat above the floor. "You lie!!..You told Gordon Goodnite's daughter about me!!...You witnessed me kill the fools who failed to steal his racehorse...All part of my master plan to use the partnership between Samuel Habib and Goodnite to establish criminal enterprises in Jamaica!" disclosed the hooded villain. Yellow Cat's brown eyes widened in the slits of her cowl mask and her glossy lips parted as she uttered a quiet gasp of surprise.



"Stanley Wong...Habib...is in league with the Black Syrian" whispered Yellow Cat...as she turned to Stanley... remembering that at the safe house...about Jimmy Jones telling her that Black Syrian planned to establish a crime empire in Jamaica...and the acquisition of prime real estate in Kingston was part of that plan. . "Sure looks like it Cat...Let's listen in...Find out what this is all about" replied Stanley as they continued to listen to the hooded criminal mastermind speak. "All the pieces of my plan...falling perfectly into place...through the partnership between Habib and Goodnite...I would transform the part of Kingston know as The Flats...into a major commercial district...legitimate on the surface...but a front for my criminal enterprises of drug...arms...and human trafficking...with my business partner none the wiser...Only you...an ignorant boy...stand in my way" said Black Syrian. "I telling you boss man...I ain't talk to nobody" gasped Jimmy.

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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 13


"Insolent child!!..You lie!!" snarled the Black Syrian...as he gestured to Khamal....who punched Jimmy hard in the gut making the teenage boy double over and cough blood. "Ooooogh!!!" grunted Jimmy as the Algerian rammed his right fist hard into the teenage boy's gut. "I am aware that you were questioned by Goodnite's daughter at the safe house before I ordered my men to attack it...The woman's reputation for bluntness would no doubt have loosened the tongue of a juvenile such as you!!" declared Black Syrian. "Do what you want dude!!...I ain't fraid o you no more!!..But you going down!!...Yellow Cat's looking for me!!" shouted Jimmy. "Found you Jimmy Jones" said the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she watched the events unfold from her hiding place in an overhead air vent. "The kid's got faith in you Cat.." replied Stanley...earning him a smile from Lara.



"However her intervention was anticipated..." remarked Black Syrian as he displayed the heroine's flimsy yellow bra and her cat-o-nine whip in his left hand. "No way!!" cried Jimmy in disbelief. "You seem surprised boy...It was not long ago...when my men captured that woman in The Flats...that you were trying to sell her clothing and accessory for cash...that was until you were detained by Goodnite's employee Stanley Wong...That big breasted buffoon and Wong are now captives on board this ship...quite unable to help you...I may still be able to salvage something from this debacle...and benefit from the agreement which Habib will sign with Goodnite...but I cannot afford loose ends...I shall dispose of you first...then that masked woman and Wong..." replied the hooded villain as he reached under his black jacket...and pulled out his special dart gun...and loaded it.



"No!!...No!!...No!!" yelled Jimmy Jones...unable to do anything except dangle helplessly as Black Syrian held his special pistol in his right hand...and slowly lowered his right arm...taking aim at his target. "You have defied me boy!!...None shall defy the Black Syrian...and live..." remarked the hooded villain as his right index finger slowly tightened on the trigger. However before the hooded villain could shoot... a voice cried out. "You will kill no one Black Syrian!!" declared Yellow Cat as she literally descended on him from above. Looking up in the direction of her voice...the hooded villain could do nothing but watch the ball of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's erotic right bare foot...coming straight at him. "AAAAAARGH" groaned Black Syrian...as the ball of Lara's erotic right bare foot...slammed hard into the middle of his face.



The force of Yellow Cat's kick was enough to daze the Black Syrian...throwing off his aim...firing the lethal poison tipped dart meant for Jimmy Jones...into the neck of the Algerian mercenary called Samah. "AAAH"cried the Algerian in pain... opening fire with his AK-47 assault rifle..as he fell dying to the floor of the engine room...killing two armed thugs who were standing nearby....while the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...retrieved her cat-o-nine whip and her flimsy yellow bra from the hooded villain...who staggered to his feet...his head still spinning from the sheer ferocity of Yellow Cat's surprise attack. "Kill her!!...Kill her!!" yelled Black Syrian.

To be continued.
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Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 14

From the overhead air vent...Stanley watched as Lara stood topless...her slender muscular arms raised...her long muscular legs slightly apart...her left erotic bare foot flat on the steel floor of the engine room...her erotic right bare foot raised on its ball... her cat-o-nine whip in her right hand...her thin yellow bra in her left hand...in a fighting stance...as more of the villain's armed thugs closed in on her and the bound Jimmy Jones. As he looked on...admiring her beauty and bravery against such overwhelming odds...Stanley Wong...knew he could not let her face the Black Syrian's minions alone. He felt a sudden rush of adrenaline through his body...a flood of emotions flowing through his mind...concern...anger...affection...for the Busty Jamaican Amazon...as she was outnumbered by Black Syrian's armed thugs. "No!!!" yelled Stanley as he leapt into the fray...landing atop one thug...flattening him to the floor...and snatching away his MP-5 assault rifle from him.



Hearing her friend's cries...Yellow Cat turned her head in his direction. Her brown eyes widened in the slits of her cowl mask and a quiet gasp escaped from between her parted glossy lips as she watched Stanley Wong...assume a shooter's crouch...which only a trained soldier would do...press the butt of his rifle against his right shoulder...lock his targets in his sights...and squeeze the MP-5's trigger...unleashing a salvo of rapid gunfire. Lara was amazed to witness Stanley's lethal accuracy...as he shot three thugs dead before they could fire their guns...and send another five diving for cover...as alarms sounded throughout the ship. The alarms brought the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica back to the present...and she briefly reattached her whip to her belt...in order to barely garb her awesome chest with her flimsy yellow bra.



Sensing danger...Yellow Cat saw a thug taking aim at Stanley with an Uzi...but Stanley had not seen him."Look out Stanley Wong!!" cried Lara as she took out her cat-o-nine whip in a flash. The thug howled in pain as she lashed him across the face. As he collapsed to the floor...clutching his bleeding face in pain.. the Busty Jamaican Amazon...leapt over his fallen form...to drive the ball of her erotic left foot hard into the groin of another thug. She looked over her left shoulder...and saw Stanley had her back...as he cut loose with his MP-5...killing four more thugs...and wounding another three...as they came charging into the engine room...on the orders of the Black Syrian. As more thugs came charging into the engine room...Stanley kept on firing...and they cried out as they fell to the floor...as his bullets found their mark.



"Kill them!! Kill them!!" screamed Black Syrian as he distanced himself from the raging gun battle...as more of his men poured into the engine room to stop Yellow Cat and Stanley Wong...who were engaging them in a running battle throughout the engine room...with bullets flying in several directions. "Uhhh!!" groaned Jimmy Jones as he felt burning sensations in his left arm and then faded into blackness. Her super powers fully restored with the softening of her big puffy dark brown nipples underneath the skimpy yellow bra which barely contained them...Lara moved like a female hurricane through the ranks of Black Syrian's thugs....sweeping them aside with a flurry of chops...kicks...and strikes with her cat-o-nine whip. Stanley fought alongside her...picking up the firearms of fallen foes...and using them against them...until their ammunition was exhausted.



As she dispatched four more thugs by lashing them across their chests and faces...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica saw a side of Stanley Wong which she had never seen....as he battled the Black Syrian's men. He was full of fury...a fury that matched her own whenever she was fighting criminals...and it seemed as if he was almost enjoying killing their enemies. Flexing her large thighs...Yellow Cat leapt towards a group of five thugs...who were rushing towards her. Planting the balls of her erotic bare feet into the chest of the lead thug...Lara sent him crashing back into his comrades. As they fell backwards...two hand grenades fell from the hands of two of the thugs at the rear of the group...who intended to use them to stop the Busty Jamaican Amazon and her friend.



The pins of the respective grenades popped out as the grenades hit the floor...and they rolled amongst the active turbines and oil pumps close by. Seconds later...the Dubai Star shuddered violently...as a pair of explosions went off inside of the engine room. "Ohh!!" cried Yellow Cat as the force of the explosion hurled her off her erotic bare feet...as the ship lurched to port. However her uncanny feline reflexes helped her to grab on to a nearby ladder with both hands...while other combatants went flying through the air...past her. Secondary explosions went off throughout the engine room...causing fire and thick black smoke to fill the engine room...as the cargo ship was now dead in the water...and the thugs who were still standing beat a hasty retreat out of the engine room...as the fires and smoke began to spread.



Alighting to the floor of the engine room...Yellow Cat waved her slender muscular arms as she made her way through its smoke filled interior....with one concern on her mind. "Stanley Wong!!...Stanley Wong!!...Where are you?!" cried Lara...with concern in her voice...as he brown eyes moved back and forth in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she searched for her male companion. "Cat!...Over here!" a voice called out...and the Busty Jamaican Amazon ran in the direction of the voice...as fire raged around them. Her huge brown breasts heaved with relief under her flimsy yellow bra...as she saw a pair of figures materialise through the smoke. Stanley Wong...carrying an unconscious Jimmy Jones over his left shoulder...with a smoking MP-5 assault rifle in his right hand "Oh Stanley Wong...You have been hurt" said Lara with concern as she placed her right hand on the right side of his chest...seeing a large blood stain their on his shirt.



"I'm okay Cat...It's not my blood...but the kid took a stray bullet in his left arm...I got it out...and he's stable...but we got to get him out of here and to a hospital" replied Stanley...in a tone of voice she had never heard him use before. The Busty Jamaican Amazon nodded...knowing her friend was right...although his new mannerisms intrigued her. However as they were about to leave...her brown eyes spotted the figure of their nemesis...the Black Syrian making his escape through a nearby doorway. "Get Jimmy Jones to safety Stanley Wong!!...I am going after Black Syrian!" said Lara...as she reattached her whip to her brown belt which was entwined around her small curvy waist. "Cat!!..No!!" yelled Stanley but to no avail as Lara sprinted away from him at amazing speed...her massive brown breasts bobbing and swaying sexily under her thin yellow bra as she disappeared through the swirling smoke and crackling flames spreading from the engine room to other parts of the ship...in pursuit of her quarry.



Port Royal

Jamaica

9.30 pm



"What?!!"yelled Gordon Goodnite into the phone. The Jamaican billionaire industrialist had been awakened from sleep at his palatial mansion by the incessant ringing of the phone. On the other end of the line...was Jamaica's National Security Minister Robert Clark. "You heard me Mr Goodnite...The Dubai Star is in distress...crippled and on fire within Kingston Harbour...for some strange reason...she set sail tonight...I've contacted the Police and the Defence Force...units are being scrambled to assist as we speak!" said Clark. "Thank you for alerting me Robert...I'll be there shortly" replied Gordon as he hung up the phone and got out of bed. "Robert Clark is handsome...wealthy...respectable...He would have made a good husband for Lara...

If only I could get that girl to settle down" thought Gordon as he got dressed.



Offshore Jamaica

9.30 pm



However settling down was the furthest thing on Lara Goodnite's mind right now...in the guise of her sexy...super-powered alter-ego...Yellow Cat...on board the crippled cargo ship Dubai Star...as she gave chase to her criminal quarry...the hooded villain who called himself the Black Syrian...who was now in full retreat...his plans to execute the only witness to crimes in Jamaica that were orchestrated by him...were undermined yet again by the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...this time with the help of Gordon Goodnite's consultant...Stanley Wong. Her Cat Strength and her heroic resolve renewed...Yellow Cat sprinted with incredible speed...her huge brown breasts bobbing and swaying sexily underneath her flimsy yellow bra...her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs moving in tandem as she pursued the fleeing villain.



"Surrender Black Syrian!!...There is no escape from justice!!...You will answer for your crimes!!" declared the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "Never!!...Kill Yellow Cat!!...A million dollars to whoever kills her!!...Kill her!!...Kill her!!...Kill her now!!" yelled Black Syrian as he ran towards the starboard side of the stricken cargo vessel...which had thick black smoke billowing from its interior...up into the night sky. Hearing the cries of their employer...some of the ship's crewmen...moved to stop the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she emerged on deck...as she chased the Black Syrian. "You dead now pussy cat!!" snarled a crewman...as he and four others...armed with knives and chains...rushed towards the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



"Think again!!" countered Yellow Cat as she felled him with a right hand karate chop to the throat. Twisting her voluptuous and muscular brown body away from his falling form...Lara thrust her muscular left leg forward. Another crewman was dazzled by the flash off the golden and razor sharp toenails of her erotic left bare foot...before the top of that same foot...slammed into his jaw. Blocking the knife strike of another crewman with her left forearm...Yellow Cat countered swiftly with a solid right fist to his gut...which made him double over in pain. Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt...with a twist of her small curvy waist... balancing on the balls of her erotic bare feet like a ballerina...the Busty Jamaican Amazon... hurled him effortlessly into three more crewmen...sending them sprawling along the deck...before continuing her pursuit of her hooded nemesis.



Elsewhere...on the port side of the stricken vessel...Stanley Wong engaged the Black Syrian's men in a running gun battle as he sought to get to one of the motor powered life boats...on this side of the ship. With the still unconscious Jimmy Jones slung over his left shoulder...Stanley gripped another MP-assault rifle...he took off another thug he had shot dead...in his right hand as he fired at more of the Black Syrian's men. Spraying the smoke filled deck in front of him with torrents of lead from his weapon...Stanley killed another six thugs...badly wounded four more. The second Algerian mercenary Khamal...took aim with his AK-47 assault rifle...thinking Stanley did not detect him sneaking up on him. He was dead wrong...as Stanley turned in his direction and pumped three rounds into his chest. "Aaagh" groaned Khamal as he fell dead to the over the side of the ship. "Hang on kid!...We're getting out of here" said Stanley to the unconscious Jimmy Jones..as he began to unfasten the lines holding one of the life boats in place. However he was unaware of a new threat to both of them.



Meanwhile on the starboard side of the ship...with thick black smoke swirling all around her...Yellow Cat kept up her pursuit of the fleeing Black Syrian...dispatching some more of the ship's crewmen as they tried to stop her. "The smoke is too thick...these thugs are coming at me too fast...No chance to use my whip...I have to fight them hand to hand" resolved Lara as she felled two with a rapid flurry of karate chops to their head and chests. Never breaking her stride...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica

sent another crewman rolling along the deck...as the top of her erotic right bare foot slammed into his jaw. Planting the ball of her erotic right bare foot on the deck...and spreading her slender muscular arms wide open on either side of her curvy upper body for balance...Yellow Cat drove the ball of her erotic left bare foot. into the chest of another crewman...sending hurtling back through the portal he tried to ambush her from..as she ran by...determined to capture his employer.



"Black Syrian will not escape...I will capture him...then re-join Stanley Wong....and..." thought the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she prepared to resume her pursuit. However her brief thoughts of Stanley...caused some of the feelings she had whenever she was around him to filter into her mind. Lara felt her big puffy dark brown nipples stiffen slightly under her thin yellow bra...as she remembered how she felt...when Stanley saw her naked at her townhouse when they first met...topless at the racetrack...and naked again...in the bathtub of his apartment...as he tended to her wounds...after escaping captivity by the Black Syrian's men. This untimely distraction about the man she was beginning to care about...allowed Debra Grieves...the fashion mogul and secret agent of the Black Syrian to use the cover of the thick plumes of swirling black smoke...coming out of the engine room...to sneak up on her from behind...wielding a pair of thick cloths in her gloved hands.



Recalling her previous encounter with the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...having knowledge of her super powers and fearful of going to prison for her involvement in criminal schemes orchestrated by her employer...the Black Syrian...Debra thrust her arms underneath the slender muscular arms of the unsuspecting heroine...that were still raised in the air...and slipped her hands inside of the skimpy yellow bra that barely covered the mighty brown mounds of her awesome chest. "Eh?!!...I am being grabbed from behind...I have to break free...go after Black Syrian...have to...Uuuuuunh!!..Feel something being rubbed on my Super Breasts...I can feel my Super Nipples...getting...getting...h...hh

...hhh..aaa...aaaa...aaaaa...rrrrrr...d...It is...It is....CHLOROFORM!!" realised Lara...much too late...as Debra vigorously rubbed her chloroform soaked cloths under the flimsy yellow bra of the Busty Jamaican Amazon.



Lara's brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she felt the potent anaesthetic being rubbed all over her massive brown bust...making her big puffy dark brown nipples harden at an alarming rate."Uuuuuuuuuuh......Chloroform...making my Super Nipples....haaaaard...I...I... Uuuuuuuuuuh....

getting...weak...getting...tired....feeling stupid...Uuunh!!...Uuunh!!...Uuuunh!!......Uuuuunh!!" blurted Yellow Cat as she leaned forward...her slender muscular arms...falling limp on either side of her curvy upper torso...her erotic right bare foot resting flat on the deck...the sexy toes of her erotic left bare foot touching the deck...as Debra pinched her big puffy dark brown nipples through the chloroform-soaked cloths...as she rubbed them all over the broad chest of the beauteous Amazon of Jamaica.



"Uuuuuunh!!...Super Nipples...getting hard...Uuuuuunh!!...I getting weak...Uuuuuunh!!...getting tired...Uuuuuuunh!!...Uuuuuuuunh!!" complained Lara as her head bobbed up and down in between her fabulous cleavage....wiggling helplessly..as she felt the cloths being rubbed all over her broad chest...that her flimsy yellow bra barely covered. She felt her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier with each passing second...her vision becoming increasingly blurry.... her erotic bare feet planted on the deck of the ship...the harder and more erect she felt her big puffy dark brown nipples being drugged by the chloroform...her huge firm brown breasts heaving up and down...slower and slower..as the Black Syrian got further away from her.



"Uuuuuuuuh...Black Syrian...escaping...must...stop him... but....Uuuuuuuh... Super Breasts...feeling weak...Super Nipples...getting hard...from chloroform...losing Cat Strength...making me..Uuuuuuuh ...

think...about....sex....sleep...and....and...Stanley..." sighed Yellow Cat as her voluptuous and muscular brown body sagged against the frame of her attacker....her slender muscular arms limp on either side of her curvy upper torso...her long muscular legs losing their strength...and spreading themselves wide apart below her small curvy waist...the golden and razor sharp toenails of the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...scraping at the surface of the deck...as her head rolled against her naked right shoulder...as her vision became dimmer with each passing second...as the chloroform-soaked cloths were rubbed all over her magnificent chest.



"Ha ha!...As I expected bitch...You have a thing for Goodnite's new man" sneered Debra Grieves as she stood behind the Busty Jamaican Amazon.. passing chloroform all over her mighty brown mounds...massaging the powerful anaesthetic deep into the muscles of her chest...and into her big puffy dark brown nipples...transforming them into hard and erect towers....that were threatening to burst through the thin fabric of her flimsy yellow bra. "Uuuuuuuuh...Debra Grieves...Stop chloroforming my Super Breasts...making my Super Nipples hard...I getting tired...I could pass out...have to capture...Black Syrian...bring him...to justice...Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara....who was becoming weaker and sleepier by the second. "Ha ha!!..I tell you before you can't stop the Black Syrian!!" gloated Debra.



As Debra's worked the chloroform-soaked cloths all over her huge firm brown breasts of she Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica......she...intermittently pinched the heroine's big puffy...hard and erect nipples through the fibres of the cloths...making it increasingly difficult for Yellow Cat to keep the emerging feelings she had for Stanley Wong...under control. As her brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...as she struggled desperately to remain conscious...Lara was starting to think about her growing desire to have Stanley touch her naked chest...tenderly caress her big puffy dark brown nipples...explore her virgin cunt...and to kiss her...over and over again. "Uuuuuuuuh...Must

not think of sex...must not think...about...Stanley...have to stay awake...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...unable to protect her massive brown breasts from the erotic manipulation of the fiendish fashion mogul.



"Where's your man now super bitch?!...Not here to save you!!" sneered Debra as she kept

rubbing the chloroform cloth in her right hand...over the massive brown mounds of the Busty Jamaican Amazon's beauteous rack. While she did that...Debra thrust the cloth she held in her left hand...under the middle of Yellow Cat's skimpy underwear...finding her target. "Uuuuuuuuunh!!!!...My Super Clitoris...Uuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...it is being chloroformed...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...Uuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!" cried Lara...throwing her head back...her glossy lips parted...her upper and lower rows of pearl white teeth bared...as Debra rubbed the super erogenous spot located between her large thighs...faster...faster and faster. As she did so...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica felt pressure building inside of her cunt.



"Uuuuunh!!!...Chloroform inside of my Super Cunt...getting excited...must not cum...Uuuuuuuuunh!!!

...or I will be knocked out...Uuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!..Stop Debra Grieves...Do not do it...Uuuuuuuuuuunh!!

...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!!" groaned Lara...as she felt the pressure inside of her throbbing cunt reaching critical levels...fighting desperately to stave off the gigantic orgasm...that was building to explode inside of her....as Debra simultaneously chloroformed her in huge brown breasts and in her throbbing clitoris...the potent anaesthetic combining with her own body fluids to create a powerful aphrodisiac...she could not resist. "Uuuuuuuuh!!!...Pain in my Super Cunt...Uuuuun......bearable...Super Nipples...hard...drugged with chloroform...Too sexy...Too sleepy...to fight...I am going to...have to...Uuh..Uuuh...Uuuuuh..." moaned Yellow Cat...on the verge of of a powerful orgasm...which she knew would knock her unconscious for hours.



"Ha ha!!..You're done for super bitch...You and your man!!...You can't save yourself!!...You can't save him!!" gloated Debra as she continued applying chloroform to Lara's massive brown bust and her wet and excited clitoris....knowing the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica would soon be unconscious and Black Syrian would reward her well for defeating her. However as her brown eyes began to close in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...her breathing becoming increasingly ragged as she felt the gigantic orgasm just about ready to explode...Lara sensed something. "Uuuuuh...Stanley Wong...He is in great danger...Chloroform so strong...on my Super Nipples...and my Super Clitoris...urge to cum...getting stronger...but must resist...Have to save him..." groaned Yellow Cat...as she concentrated on the safety of the man who was her friend.



Debra was startled as the Busty Jamaican Amazon flexed her slender muscular arms...and broke the hold the fiendish fashion mogul had on her huge brown breasts and her throbbing clitoris....removing the chloroform-soaked cloths from these super erogenous areas of her voluptuous and muscular brown body. So startled was Debra Grieves that she left herself completely open as Yellow Cat spun around on the balls of her erotic bare feet and to deliver a crunching right uppercut to her jaw...that dropped the fiendish fashion mogul to the deck. "Uhhhhhhhhh" groaned Debra as her eyes rolled up in her head and she passed out. "Hold on Stanley Wong!!...I am coming!!" thought Lara as she sprinted off through the swirling black smoke engulfing the deck of the cargo ship to help her companion...not knowing that her captor...the Black Syrian

had made good his escape from the ship...aboard a motor-powered lifeboat.



"Arrrrrrgh!!" groaned Stanley Wong as he felt a burning pain through his right thigh....which caused him to collapse to the deck...dropping the unconscious Jimmy Jones to the deck as he fell....while he was preparing to secure a life boat to take him and the teenage witness to the Black Syrian's crimes to safety. Knowing he had been shot... Stanley tried to get back up...straining to raise his MP-5 assault rifle...towards the swirling clouds of black smoke...seeking to locate the person who fired the shot. He did not have long to wait...as playboy businessman Lancelot Holder...emerged through the smoke...kicking the rifle out of his hand...and overboard into the water. "Big mistake Wong!...Consider yourself fired!" sneered Lance as he aimed his pistol at Stanley.



"No!!" yelled Stanley as he sprang at Lance with a sudden burst of energy...grabbing hold of his right wrist...as the two men...went rolling along the deck of the stricken ship...trading punches as they rolled.

"Uhhh!!..Uhhh!!..Uhhh!!" groaned Stanley...as Lance registered some key strikes to his head and gut...causing blood to flow from his nose and mouth. However Stanley hung on doggedly...taking more punishment...while trying to defend himself. "Got to keep this creep Holder focused on me and not the kid" resolved Stanley...knowing that Lance's real objective was to kill Jimmy Jones to prevent him from revealing what he knew about the Black Syrian's plans to extend his criminal empire to Jamaica. However that plan hit a snag as Lance pistol whipped Stanley across the jaw with his gun.



"Unnnnh!!" groaned Stanley..as he slumped back to the deck of the ship dazed. "Like I said Wong...Game over" grinned Lance as he aimed his pistol at Stanley's head. "No!!!!!" cried Yellow Cat as she came charging through the clouds of swirling black smoke. Stanley watched in awe as the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica flexed her large thighs and launched herself directly between Lancelot Holder and himself...effectively shielding him and Jimmy Jones with her voluptuous and muscular brown body. With lightning speed...she took her cat-o-nine whip off the left side of her thin brown belt that was entwined around her small curvy waist...and unleashing it at the playboy businessman. "Owwww!!!" howled Lance in pain as she whipped the pistol out of his right hand...and the gun went off.




"Cat!!!!" cried Stanley as he sprang towards Lance Holder...with a vengeance...thinking that he had shot the buxom Jamaican superwoman...as she flew past him. "Ugggh!!!" groaned Lance as he collapsed to the deck...out for the count...courtesy of a solid right fist from Stanley to his jaw. "Uhhhh" groaned Stanley as he began to topple over...dizzy from the loss of blood and the sudden exertion of energy. However before he hit the deck...Stanley Wong felt a pair of strong hands holding his upper body...and looking down...he saw a pair of erotic bare feet...with sexy toes that had golden and razor sharp toenails...planted firmly on the deck....telling him who his rescuer was. "Falling for me Stanley Wong?...I think I love you..." quipped Lara with a broad smile on her beautiful face..as she steadied the man who she was ready to sacrifice her life for.



" Thanks for the help Cat" said Stanley with a grin...looking into the brown eyes of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. Lara looked into back into his brown eyes of her friend...and at his bruised face...which she still found was handsome. She could not help but flash another broad smile at him. "You should be more careful Stanley Wong...What would you do without me?" teased Yellow Cat. "Hope I never have to find that out..." replied Stanley. His words causing warm feelings to swell up within Lara's big puffy dark brown nipples and between her large thighs. "Oooh...Super Nipples starting to feel hard...Super Clitoris getting wet...I...I.." thought the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica as she felt an urge to kiss a man who she initially dismissed as inferior...but was beginning to realise her feelings for him were deeper.




Then out of the corner of her left eye...she saw the unconscious Jimmy Jones on the deck. "Jimmy Jones...We have to get him ashore and to a doctor Stanley Wong" said Yellow Cat. "That's what I was doing when that punk Holder interrupted...I was trying to get a life boat into the water" replied Stanley. "I am here now...I will help you" said the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she wrapped her slender muscular right arm around Stanley's flat gut...helping him to walk over to the life boat. Using the golden and razor sharp fingernails of her free left hand...Lara easily loosened the cables securing the lifeboat. "In you go Stanley Wong" said Yellow Cat as she helped her friend climb into the life boat. Picking up the unconscious Jimmy Jones in her slender muscular arms...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...gently laid the boy into the boat.



Planting her erotic bare feet flat on the deck...the muscles of her voluptuous brown body accentuated...Lara slowly lowered the lifeboat into the water...off the starboard side of the Dubai Star...with Stanley Wong and Jimmy Jones inside. Once it was in the water...Yellow Cat...gently alighted into the boat... landing on the balls of her erotic bare feet...keeping it in balance...as she eased towards the middle. Stanley watched in awe as she picked up a pair of wooden oars on the floor of the life boat...and started rowing towards shore. Despite the pain from the injuries he sustained on the ship...Stanley could not help but marvel at the Busty Jamaican Amazon's as her slender muscular arms flexed with effort....her huge brown breasts bunching together under her flimsy yellow bra...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the bottom of the lifeboat...as she rowed the lifeboat steadily and swiftly towards shore.



Lara noticed he was looking at her...admiring her voluptuous and muscular brown body. "Stanley Wong...It is not polite to stare..." quipped Yellow Cat as she rowed the boat. "True...but you don't seem to mind Cat"

countered Stanley...as he sat facing her in the boat. "How did he know that?" thought the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...surprised that Stanley could perceive the silent pleasure she was getting from him watching her body. "Do not change the subject...How is Jimmy Jones?" asked Lara...looking at the unconscious teenage boy in the life boat with them. Stanley reached over and felt his pulse. "He's stable...Once we get him ashore and to a doctor...He'll be okay...Uhhhh" replied Stanley...grimacing slightly as he spoke. "You will need to go hospital too Stanley Wong..." added the Busty Jamaican Amazon as she kept on rowing rapidly towards shore.



"Don't worry about me Cat...Just got a scratch...that's all..." replied Stanley with a slight grin on his face...trying to stifle the pain he was feeling in his right thigh...from the bullet wound that he sustained. Lara bit her glossy lips as she noticed the blood starting to soak through Stanley's pants...and felt concern for him rising as she realised he was trying not to make her worry...not knowing the growing fear for his safety that was building inside of her. Gripping the oars tightly...Yellow Cat exerted her feline strength more...rowing with increasing speed...as she saw Stanley starting to fade out. "Stay with me Stanley Wong!...Stay with me!" said Lara...tension building in her voice. "I'm okay Cat...I'm...okay..." replied Stanley...his voice getting weaker...feeling the wind rushing past his face....as he looked into the brown eyes of the Busty Jamaican Amazon...that were filled with concern in the slits of her yellow cowl mask.



Just as blackness was about to wash over him...Stanley felt a thud beneath the boat.. He looked over his shoulder and was surprised to see Yellow Cat dragging the boat up on to a beach located east of the Container Terminal. He could not believe she was able to get them ashore in less than five minutes.

"Uhhhh" groaned Stanley as he slid towards the floor of the boat...only to feel the left hand of the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...behind his head... while her right hand was pressed against the middle of his back. "I am here Stanley Wong...You will be...all right..." said Yellow Cat as she ripped off the left sleeve of his shirt...and used it to bind his right thigh...to stop the bleeding. "Black Syrian..." groaned Stanley. "He has escaped Stanley Wong...but we have stopped his plans..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "Yeah...but not an easy night...Cat...I have to know...." began Stanley. "Shhhh...Rest Stanley...Rest..." whispered Lara as she tenderly stroked his face with fingers of her right hand...until he drifted off into a peaceful slumber.



24 hours later

Kingston Memorial Hospital

Jamaica

Noon



Stanley Wong opened his eyes...to find himself in a private room in the hospital...with his employer Gordon Goodnite and his daughter Lara standing by his bedside. Gordon...was dressed in a blue jacket...a white cotton shirt open at the collar...black slacks and black leather shoes. However Stanley's attention was more on Lara...who had her shoulder length black hair tied into a large pony tail behind her head...large silver earrings on her earlobes...and wore a light pink blouse that was tied off at her toned abdomen...in a way that highlighted her ample bust...she wore a pair of white jeans and white high heels on her feet...a large black handbag on her left shoulder...her silver bracelet on her left wrist. "Stanley...Good to have you back son" said Gordon with gratitude in his voice.



"Dad...." remarked Lara...looking at her father with raised eyebrows...curious by the words he said to his consultant....words which he never used with any of the thousands of persons who worked for him. "What happened?...Where am I?" asked Stanley. Gordon was about to speak...when his daughter interrupted. "You are in the hospital...the police found you unconscious on a beach near the Kingston Container Terminal...along with the boy from the safe house Jimmy Jones...the doctors say you'll make a full recovery...the boy is fine too...He's already awake..." said Lara. "Yes my dear...I owe you and Stanley an apology...Young Mr Jones has given a full statement to the police...about an international crime kingpin...called the Black Syrian...wanted by Interpol and other security agencies for many crimes...he was trying to use my agreement with Samuel Habib to establish a foothold here in Jamaica...I've had to terminate that agreement with Habib because of this...but having heard what Jimmy Jones said to the authorities...I've no regrets about it" added Gordon.



"What's going to happen to the kid?" asked Stanley. "National Security Minister Clark has assured me Jimmy Jones will be put into witness protection...given a new identity and a fresh start outside of Jamaica...As for the local affiliates of this Black Syrian...Debra Grieves is going to spend a long time in jail...her business has been uncovered as a front for drug trafficking into Jamaica...several crates with arms and ammunition were taken off the Dubai Star by the coast guard...its crew and the dockworkers involved in the scheme will face trial...the only loose end is Lancelot Holder...He's a fugitive now...but I'm certain the authorities will find him..." replied Gordon. At that moment...a nurse stepped into the room. "Phone call for you Mr Goodnite" she said.



Gordon Goodnite looked at his daughter and his employee. "Excuse me..." he said and left the room to take the call...leaving Lara and Stanley alone. For a minute...they looked at each other without saying a word. He watched her as she looked at him from head to toe...biting her lower lip as she did...as if she was contemplating something. Deciding to remain silent...Stanley allowed Lara to make the first move...and she did...stepping forward tentatively...closer to the bed... taking his right hand lightly in her left hand. "I was worried about you Stanley Wong..." said Lara in soft tone of voice. "I'm okay Miss Goodnite...the doctors said I'll be just fine...I got no major injuries" replied Stanley as he followed her lead. "I said you can call me Lara..." she said with a hint of irritation creeping into her voice. Stanley was about to speak when she interrupted him.



"Sorry...That was not called for...What you did was very brave...I know my dad appreciates what you did to help Goodnite Enterprises protect its good name" said Lara as she apologised to Stanley...her left hand holding his right hand gently. "And what about you Lara?...How do you feel?" asked Stanley...prompting the beautiful heiress to widen her brown eyes and raise her eyebrows at him. "Me??...I...I...I am just happy that you are going to be all right" replied Lara. "Well...truth be told...I owe my life to Yellow Cat...You were right about her being a heroine Lara....That masked lady allowed herself to be hurt to save my life...and she saved it again on the Dubai Star...almost taking a bullet for me...She was really brave...and really...beautiful..." said Stanley...noticing a tinge of red appear on Lara's cheeks as he spoke.



Lara felt herself beginning to blush and quickly suppressed it....not wanting to let Stanley know what she was feeling at that moment. However Stanley had a good idea how she was feeling...and followed her lead. "I am happy she was there to save you..." said Lara...feeling a little jealous of her sexy...super powered alter-ego. "I am too...while I was on that ship...I thought about you..." said Stanley. "You did?" asked Lara...a spark lighting up in her brown eyes as she looked into the brown eyes of a man she felt herself becoming more fond of. "Yeah...Knowing you were counting on me...gave me courage....it made me want to succeed...so I could see you again...and ask you...something..." said Stanley. "Oh?..What is that?" asked Lara...feeling a little breathless with anticipation.



"What's next for us Lara?" asked Stanley. "Oh....I.. well...I....I..." stammered Lara...grappling with a flood of emotions at that moment....that made her reluctant to answer. She felt joy...sadness...fear all at the same time. "I...I...I...I...." stammered Lara...finding it difficult to find words to reply to Stanley. However she was silently relieved when he gently brushed the top of her left hand with his right thumb.

"It's okay Lara...You don't have to answer...I'm not going anywhere...I'll accept whatever you decide...I just want you to know that..." said Stanley in a gentle tone of voice. "I do...You do not know how much that means to me...Thank you...Stanley" replied Lara with a smile on her face. Unknown to both of them...Gordon Goodnite was watching through the glass door of the private room...intrigued and silently pleased to see his consultant's interest in his daughter and her mixed reactions towards him.

"Hiring that boy might be the best investment I ever made" thought Gordon...as he watched them.



48 hours later

Trench Town

Kingston, Jamaica

9 pm.



Having been released from the hospital earlier in the day...Stanley Wong was recuperating at home. His employer Gordon Goodnite...having given him the week off to recovery from the injuries he sustained on board the Dubai Star. Stanley had spent much of the day back at his modest apartment on the 10th floor of a simple looking building...resting and catching up on the news which happened while he was in the hospital. Samuel Habib had left Jamaica for his native Qatar...and with his departure...the crime wave which had been taking place in Kingston...virtually dissipated. "The cops never caught that Black Syrian character...When we were on the ship...Yellow Cat felt Habib and Black Syrian were working together...No proof...but it's something I can't get out of my head...just like that masked lady...I wonder who she is" thought Stanley.



Getting out of bed...Stanley stripped off his grungy t-shirt and boxer shorts...and stepped into his shower. Feeling relief as the warm water washed over his body...soothing his sore muscles...he could help but think about Lara Goodnite....as his mind drifted to the daughter of his boss.She had not called or came by to see him...despite the tender moment they shared while he was in hospital. Was she being genuine then or was she toying with his emotions? Stanley shook his head as he lathered his body with soap. "There's more to her than that...I just know it" he thought...as he remembered the intimate moments they shared in the Golden Dragon Restaurant. Turning off the water...Stanley slowly got out of the shower... feeling lingering soreness in his lean...muscular body as he dried himself off with a large red fluffy bath towel.



Walking barefoot across the wooden floor of his apartment...Stanley made his way from the bathroom....across the corridor to his bedroom..to get dressed. However when Stanley entered his bedroom...he was surprised to find someone was there...waiting for him. "Hello Stanley Wong" said Yellow Cat as leaned provocatively against the drawer where he kept his boxer shorts...her erotic left bare foot pressed against the drawer...the sexy toes of her erotic bare foot...lightly tapping the wooden exterior of his drawer. Her erotic right bare foot resting on the floor...her huge brown breasts...barely contained within her thin yellow bra thrust towards him....her slender muscular arms extended on either side of her shapely upper body...her hands holding on to opposite sides of the drawer.



"What the?!!...Cat!!" gasped Stanley as he staggered backwards...nearly dropping the bath towel that was wrapped around his waist. " I heard you were out of the hospital...I thought I would come and visit you..." replied the Busty Jamaican Amazon with a broad smile on her beautiful face...liking what she was seeing before her brown eyes...and amused by his reaction to her presence. "You could have called first..." said Stanley as he tightened the towel around his waist...feeling a little self conscious to have Yellow Cat seeing him like this. "Are you shy Stanley Wong?...Is it all right for you to see me naked...but I cannot even get...a peek?" teased Lara as she slowly approached him. Stanley felt his groin stiffening under the bath towel he was holding up with both hands...as he followed the rhythmic swaying of her huge brown breasts and her small curvy waist...as she sauntered slowly towards him.



The Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica and the consultant stood inches away from each other...both of them looking into each other's eyes...waiting for the other one to make the first move. "I am happy that you are all right Stanley Wong...I was worried about you...I hope you are not angry at me for leaving you on the beach as I did..." said Yellow Cat. "No...I know the police see you as a vigilante...kind of hard to understand the motives of a woman who wears a mask..." replied Stanley. "But you understand them?" asked Lara. "Not quite...but maybe if I stick around...I can learn a few things..." said Stanley. "Such as?" asked the Busty Jamaican Amazon. "On the ship...you took off your top...let Black Syrian shoot you in your breasts..." he began. "Super Breasts..." interjected Lara.



"Sorry...Your Super Breasts...Let him knock you out to keep him from shooting me...and you were willing to take a bullet for me...when Lance Holder tried to kill me...Why?" asked Stanley. " I am a super heroine Stanley Wong...I fight against evil and protect innocent people from danger...Saving you is all in a day's work for me..." replied Yellow Cat. "Really...How often do you tell the people you save...that you love them?" asked Stanley. "Did I say that?...When?" asked the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...assuming her heroic pose in front of Stanley. Hands on either side of her small curvy waist...her long muscular legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare feet resting flat on the wooden floor...her massive brown bust thrust towards him.



"In the ship's brig...while Black Syrian's darts were stuck in your nipples...I mean Super Nipples...After all that happened...Are you going to deny you said you love me?...Are you going to brush that off as off as the effects of the drugs?" asked Stanley...who was beginning to feel a little annoyed at the heroine's attitude. Sensing his annoyance...the Busty Jamaican Amazon moved a step closer to her friend and gently placed the palm of her right hand over the left side of his chest...feeling his strong heartbeat. "No...I could never do that...not to you Stanley Wong...Most men will do anything...to make me weak and sleepy...to take advantage of me...of my body...You did not...You took care of me...when I was weak...made me strong again...on the ship...I was nearly knocked out again...but when I sensed you were in danger...it gave me strength...because I knew I did not want to lose you..." whispered Lara as she looked into his eyes...her tone of voice softer.



"You won't ever lose me Cat...Trust me" replied Stanley as he placed his left hand atop her right hand.

"I want to Stanley...very much...I want you to know...I am not playing with your emotions...I really do care about you...You are different from most men...but there is so much I do not know about you...the way you fought on the Dubai Star...your skills with a gun...You did not learn that in business school...Who are you Stanley Wong?" asked the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica. Now it was Stanley's turn to be a little uncomfortable. "There are things I did in my past...I'm not too proud of them...about the man I once was...It's hard for me to really talk about it..." replied Stanley.



Lara felt her brown eyes beginning to water in the slits of her yellow cowl mask. She felt warm tingles in her big puffy dark brown nipples...spreading throughout her entire voluptuous and muscular brown body. "Ohhh...the way he speaks to me...looks at me...it makes my Super Nipples...so hard...I want him...to touch me...all over my body..." thought Yellow Cat...as she felt genuine honesty in the words of Stanley Wong...and felt her feelings for this man intensify. "It looks like we both need time Stanley Wong...I hope you will tell me about your past one day...and perhaps then...I will tell you more about me too...but know that I do care about you...and if you want my love...you will have to be patient...and earn it..." replied Lara. "Whatever you say Cat...Think I'll turn in now...I'm kind of beat" said Stanley.



Those words caused Yellow Cat to remove her right hand from his chest. "Stanley Wong!...Are you telling me to leave?!" gasped Lara in surprise. "Well...I..." began Stanley...before the Busty Jamaican Amazon held up her right hand to his face. "Fine!...I know when I am not wanted!...I always knew you are no fun!...You...." began Yellow Cat...as she prepared to storm off. However before she could...in a swift action... Stanley's left hand...reached behind her back...its fingers finding the clasp of her thin yellow bra. "Ohhh...My Super Breasts!!" gasped . Lara in surprise as she saw her top pop open...hanging from her right shoulder...her huge firm brown breasts...exposed before Stanley Wong. "You're not going anywhere Cat" quipped Stanley as his hands covered the naked mounds of the Jamaican superwoman's fabulous bust...before she could recover from her surprise.



"Uuuuuuuuh....My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuh...Stanley Wong...You are making them...Uuuuuuuuh...

so hard...They are the source...Uuuuuuuuh...of my Cat Strength...I...getting...so tired....getting...so weak..." moaned Lara as she stared at Stanley with increasingly sleepy brown eyes...as he gently caressed her mighty mounds...slowly teasing her big puffy dark brown nipples... into hardness and erectness. "Still think I'm no fun Cat?" asked Stanley rhetorically...as he stood before her...wearing only a bath towel...his hands tenderly caressing her naked brown bust."Uuuuuuuuuh...I do not know...Uuuuuuuuuuh...hard to think...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...when my Super Nipples...are made hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You have good hands Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....want them...on my Super Breasts......Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Cannot fight you...Uuuuuuuuuh....Do not want

to...Uuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...I am so tired..." moaned the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...as Stanley slowly made her retreat...towards the bed...her slender muscular arms dangling freely on either side of her curvy upper torso.



"You said I needed to earn your love...Now's a good time to start as any..." replied Stanley as he raised his right hand...and flicked the light switch on his bedroom wall. Yellow Cat was taken totally off guard as as the room went pitch black...and she felt Stanley's unusually strong arms grab her around her small curvy waist...lift her off her erotic bare feet....and then collapsed on to his nearby bed...her bra falling on to the wooden floor of the bedroom. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Lara as she felt Stanley kissing her all over her naked massive brown breasts. "Ooooooooh....Ahhhhhh...Ahhhhhhh....Uuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuh" cooed Yellow Cat...rolling her head...pillowed atop her thick mane of glossy black hair...from side to side... as Stanley's tongue licked her hard and erect...big puffy dark brown nipples...bringing her pleasure beyond her wildest dreams.



"Ohhhh...Stanley Wong...I...." began Lara. "Shhh...You talk too much Cat" replied Stanley...as his lips met hers...while his flat smooth chest...rubbed intimately against her naked brown bust. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm

...Mmmmmmmm....Mmmmmmmmmmmm" moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon...willingly rubbing her hard and erect Super Nipples...against Stanley's chest...enjoying the incredible pleasure it was giving her. "Don't think...You'll be needing this..." said Stanley between kisses...as he reached down with his right hand...unbuckled her belt and cat-o-nine whip...tossing it on to the bedroom floor...inches away from her bra. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.......Stanley...Uuuuuuuuuuuh ...Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...My Super Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuh...so hard....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Iso aroused...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....never felt this way....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..." gasped Lara...her breathing becoming increasingly ragged as her naked huge brown breasts...squashed against Stanley's naked chest.



Then she felt his right hand slide across her six pack abdomen...his fingers trace the middle of her flimsy yellow panty in a slow motion....up and down "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh....Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You have located....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...my Super Clitoris...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

moaned Yellow Cat...as she spread her long muscular legs wide open...to grant him easier access...while gripping his bed sheet...tightly between the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet. "On the ship...You told me about your Super Nipples...being important to your Cat Strength...There something else...You want to tell me??" asked Stanley rhetorically...as he continued to stroke the middle of the beauteous Jamaican superwoman's thin yellow panty...up and down...with his right index and middle fingers...with increasing speed.





"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....I must not cum....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...will be knocked out...Uuuuuuuuuuh

for hours...if I cum....while my Super Nipples...are hard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....will be completely helpless...

You can do...anything you want to me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Stanley Wong...Uuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

...Do it.....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuh....I...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cannot...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....

..stop you...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Do it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Do it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"

moaned the Busty Jamaican Amazon a she felt the pressure within her Super Cunt building towards unbearable levels...as Stanley stroked her throbbing Super Clitoris....through her thin yellow panty...faster...faster. Her fingers and her sexy toes...clutching the bed sheets...tighter and tighter...as she felt an almighty orgasm coming.



However...before it could happen... she felt Stanley remove his fingers from between her wide open...large thighs.

"Ohhhhhhhh....Stanley....What....??" gasped Yellow Cat...as the pressure within her Super Cunt...disappeared as fast as it had been created...and she also felt...her big puffy dark brown nipples...softening as well...and her Cat Strength began to return. Her brown eyes...filled with curiosity in the slits of her yellow cowl mask...looked up into the brown eyes of Stanley Wong as her lay on top of her...his lean muscular lightly touching her huge naked brown bust. "No Cat....I'm not going to make you cum...You're right...I have to earn your love...and this isn't the way...I want you to stay awake...so you can know...I really care about you..." replied Stanley with a smile. "Oh

Stanley...I..." began Lara. "Cat...Shut up..." replied Stanley as his face came closer to hers. "Mmmmmmmmm"

sighed the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica....as they kissed once again...and she allowed him to slip off her thin yellow panty...as her body merged with his.



Trench Town

Kingston, Jamaica.

5 am



"Mmmmmmm" sighed Yellow Cat softly...stretching her slender muscular arms...as she awoke from a peaceful sleep. The Busty Jamaican Amazon...felt a warm feeling running through every muscle and sinew in her voluptuous brown body...which made her feel reinvigorated. As she opened her brown eyes...her hands reached instinctively for her face. She smiled as she felt her yellow cowl mask was still in place...covering the top of her head...except for the lower part of her nose and her full glossy lips. Also still in place was her magic silver bracelet that she always wore on her left wrist. The Busty Jamaican Amazon felt the gentle caress of bed sheets...against her naked voluptuous and muscular brown body...and instantly remembered where she was. Turning to her right...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...smiled as she saw Stanley Wong....in the bed beside her...asleep.



Leaning towards him...she lightly kissed him on the lips. Stanley did not respond...as he was deep in slumber. After tracing the outline of her kiss on his lips with her right index finger...Yellow Cat quietly slipped out from under the covers. The soles of her erotic bare feet made no noise as she climbed out of the bed...quietly gathering the rest of her attire. She slipped her thin yellow panty...over her shapely ankles...up her muscular calves and thighs...till it barely covered the space between her large thighs. Next...she wrapped her thin brown belt around her small curvy waist...her cat-o-nine whip hanging on the left side of the belt. Using her left hand to raise up her long mane of glossy black hair...the Busty Jamaican Amazon used her free right hand...to slip her skimpy yellow bra back on her fabulous chest.



After stretching both hands behind her back to clip her flimsy top back in place...so that it barely covered her mighty brown mounds again...Yellow Cat stood and watched Stanley Wong...his lean muscular upper body revealed...as he lay asleep in the bed before her. Raising her hands to her face...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica did something she had never done before. She slowly slipped off her cowl mask...revealing her face...and her secret identity as Lara Goodnite. "Forgive me Stanley Wong...I misjudged you when we first met...I thought you were like other men...but...you are different...I feel things with you...I have felt with no one else...I am strong...I am weak...when I am with you...I feel you can see me...for who I really am" whispered Lara as she slowly approached the bed.



"You could have taken advantage of me...like the other men who have tried to tame me as Yellow Cat...but you did not...Oh Stanley...There is so much I do not understand about you...about the way you make me feel....when I am with you...as Lara Goodnite...and as Yellow Cat...You intrigue me...You frighten me...You inspire me..." she whispered as she sat gently on the edge of the bed...next to her sleeping companion. Lara leaned towards him again...planting a tender kiss on his lips again...closing her brown eyes as she kissed him. "Sleep peacefully Stanley Wong...Think about me...I will think about you...I will watch over you...I will protect you...I will...love

you...as Lara Goodnite...and as Yellow Cat...I promise" whispered Lara. Standing up...she donned her cowl mask again...quietly slipped out of Stanley's bedroom....and out an open window..as a new day began to dawn over Kingston.



Richmond Park

Kingston,Jamaica

5 am



Businesswoman Iris Mecca was fuming with rage as she sat in the darkness in the living room in her mansion. Days earlier...she was on the verge of untold wealth...as a result of her alliance with Qatar billionaire business magnate Samuel Habib. However as dawn slowly rose over the Caribbean island...Mecca was angry that the promises of Habib were fading faster than the morning mist. Habib had left Jamaica...after the business agreement he was negotiating with Gordon Goodnite...to acquire prime real estate in the crime-infested district in Kingston known as The Flats... had fallen through...after questions where raised about the use of that same real estate by a mysterious masked criminal mastermind known only as the Black Syrian.



Testimony from a unknown key witness for the State had resulted in several persons being arrested for an array of criminal offenses such as drug trafficking, arms smuggling and murder. Among them were her friend and associate Debra Grieves...whose fashion business had been closed down and its assets seized by the State...her fashionable attire was traded for orange prison coveralls. Iris' only son...Lancelot Holder...once a prominent businessman...was now a fugitive from justice...and also implicated by this witness in the alleged crimes of the Black Syrian. The silence of the room was broken by the ringing of Iris' cell phone. She picked it up...and saw she was receiving an overseas call.

"Iris Mecca...You know who this is..." said a the garbled voice of a man on the other end of the line. "Yes" replied Iris...knowing the voice to be that of the Black Syrian. "Plans have changed...Listen carefully and hear the will of the Black Syrian....and let it be done..." said the electronically garbled voice of the hooded villain. Iris Mecca listened intently...as he outlined his new evil master plan...to seek vengeance on all those who thwarted his previous plan...especially the beauteous and busty Amazon of Jamaica....Yellow Cat.

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