Author's note: Reboot of an old story

Lioness and The Tattoo of Oblivion

Luanda, Central Africa 1960.

Gorgeous, 30-year-old LEANDRA LARA returned to her mansion after a date with LUAGA..Crown Prince to the Throne of the Central African nation.

Standing outside of the front door to Leandra's mansion...the Prince looked into the deep brown eyes of the beauteous millionare businesswoman who he was deeply attracted to.

Leandra had feelings for the handsome prince standing before her as well but had to keep him at arm's length because of a secret that she had.

A secret that was vital to her protecting her country from the plots of the American Central Intelligence Agency (CIA)and the Soviet Union's KGB who were trying to exploit its riches for their own gain.

Luaga kissed Leandra passionately on her glossy redlips lips...leaving her head and shapely breasts reeling as he walked back to his waiting limousine.

"Until tomorrow Leandra" said the 40 year old Prince as he waved goodbye to his girlfriend. "Good night Luaga" replied Leandra as she waved goodbye to him... entered her mansion and closed the front door behind her.

Inside..Leandra's loyal aide..M'BAKA who had been her guardian since her parents were killed in an accident when she was a young girl..was waiting for her.

"He is an attractive suitor " said Leandra to M'Baka. He smiled. and replied with the wisdom of age that "In his way, he is as determined in the hunt as you are Mistress Leandra." said the 80 year old M'Baka with the wisdom of age and knowledge of his beauteous employer's secret.

Leandra laughed in response" Good night M'Baka" she said to her loyal aide as she walked up the staircase to her bedroom.

Later...dressed in a white satin nightgown..her thick black hair draped around her shoulders..Leandra was about to slip under the covers and go to sleep..when she felt her nipples shoot to attention under her flimsy night attire.

"Something is wrong. It is time for action!" realiser Leandra.

Leandra walked slowly towards an adjacent wardrobe and opened it to access a secret compartment inside. Slipping off her nightgown..she revealed a gleaming ebony body that was voluptuous and muscular from years of physical conditioning.

She donned the flimisier attire that she kept hidden in this compartment. First... a tiny lionskin panty that was were slipped up Leandra's long muscular gleaming ebonyshapely legs and barely covered the space between her huge gleaming ebony thighs.
Next..she entwined a fabulous golden belt bearing the head of a lion around her wide shapely waist.

A thin tight strapless lionskin bra was fitted over Leandra's huge firm gleaming ebony breasts but barely managed to cover their summits...capped by big puffy glossy black nipples and wide glossy black areolas.

She then slipped ivory bracelets over her wrists. Removing a jar from the same compartment...Leandra applied the gel it contained to her long black tresses.. The gel caused Leandra's black hair to clump together revealing all of her neck and broad gleaming ebony shoulders while single curly strands by her ears highlighted her beauteous face.

She attached large gold earrings to her ears and then prepared for the final touch. A mask fashioned from a lion's pelt was stretched over her dark brown eyes, under her gelled hair and tied to the back of her head. Leandra's eyes sparkled with determination within the slits of her mask.

Stepping inside her wardrobe..she entered a secret passageway which lead to a hidden lair beneath her mansion..Leandra's erotic bare gleaming ebony feet with sexy toes with short glossy ivory toenails..
moved silently over the stone floor towards moved towards a gold-coloured Aston Martin sportscar with heavily-tinted bkack windows and bearing the lion emblem in the centre of the hood.

Opening the door, Leandra slipped into the car and settled behind the wheel. Within minutes, the car's engine roared to life. " Time for Leandra Lara to hunt the purveyors of evil as the LIONESS!" she declared. Putting the car in gear and applying the ball of her erotic bare gleaming ebony right foot to the gas...the Top Heavy African Superwoman drove her Lion Car out of her secret lair under the mansion she lived in as wealthy business woman Leandra Lara...and towards her rendezvous with danger.

Within the space of 30 minutes...Lioness arrived at a warehouse that was reputed as a location for underworld deals.

There she discovered ten men in black ski masks, loading boxes of guns into vans. "The CIA is selling weapons to guerillas who want to kill the Royal Family and take ove4 Luanda." realised Lioness as she overheard the conversations of the masked.

Angered by the thought that the Americans were targeting the man she loved... Lioness sprang from her hiding place and unleashed her fury upon them.

Distracted by her voluptupus and muscular gleaming ebony body..barely garbed by her flimsy strapless lionskin bra and tiny tight lionskin panty...the CIA agents easily defeated by the Lioness who made light work of them with a series of punches, kicks and throws.

Squatting on the balls of her erotic bare gleaming ebony feet...her huge firm gleaming ebony breasts threatening to spill out from under her thin strapless lionskin bra...Lioness used her strength of 20 lions to bend steel bars around the nine dazed American agents to...restrain them before strolling back to her gold Aston Martin that was parked outside of the warehouse.

"Hello Police. This is the Lioness. You can come to arrest some CIA agents at a warehouse in the south of Luanda City. You will find boxes of illegal weapons with them" said Lioness into the radio in her Aston Martin. She drove away before they arrived.

But the fanous Big Breasted African Heroine was not thorough and had no idea that the leader of the CIA agents...JON FOWLES who had been badly bruised in the fight..managed to get away and was plotting revenge against her.

One week later

As Leandra Lara went about her daily activities as a millionare business woman...socialising in public with her boyfriend Prince Luaga...and by night fighting crime as the sexy, scantily clad superheroine Lioness...Unknown to Leandra...Fowles was gathering intelligence on the Lioness.

"This is the last time the Lioness will get in our way.."We have tried to defeat her using normal means Now let's see if we can use some of the methods of this African country to neutralize her..." resolved Fowles.

He has the CIA dig up everything they could on the Lioness, her strengths and weaknesses, speculation about her secret identity.

Fowles came across an interview with Flora.. an old woman.. a legendary brothel keeper, who swears she knows the Lioness' secrets and has a way to keep her helpless forever, which she will reveal for the right price.

Nobody believed her story. Fowles picked up a phone to call his local contact. "Get me this Flora.." says Fowles.. feeling that this may be what he needs to eliminate the Lioness.


24 hours
7 am

Leandra was having breakfast at her mansion with Prince Luaga. She wore a flimsy green dress and top that barely concealed the awesome ebony mounds of her chest.

As they chatted..the Prince referred her to an article in the newspaper about the exploits of Luanda's sexy superheroin lady ...the Lioness...against the criminal underworld.

"She is beautiful but I don't trust her," said Luaga. "Nobody knows who she is or what side she is on."


"Seems she is fighting for justice and right," said Leandra. "She is probably up for hire to the highest bidder," answered Luaga, "and where does a woman get such power? It could be the devil's work."

"Seems to me you like powerful women," said Leandra in a flirtatious way. "Yes," said Luaga, squeezing her hand, "but you are honest, she is a mystery and a demon."

Leandra dropped the subject. She was both intrigued and angry that Luaga is not an admirer of the Lioness. She was surprised that she was jealous of herself.

Elsewhere Fowles interviewed Flora. Seeing the American dollars piled on the table in front of her...the 70 year old woman was only too willing to say what she knows about the Lioness.

"So she is vulnerable to men touching her oversized breasts because of the sexual stimulation" said Fowles, "and to chloroform. Together they put her to sleep. And without her belt she has normal strength." "Yes" said the cagey old woman, who had a plan to get even more money out of the Americans.

"So all we need to do is put her to sleep and destroy her Lionskin belt?,"asked Fowles. "No, Lion belt is enchanted, great power in belt," explains Flora, "need to enslave her to man she loves, who then takes belt. Then she never be able to use it, she only want his touch and to sleep forever."

"Can you arrange this?" asked Fowles, turned on by the prospect of making the Busty Black Superwoman into a docile sex toy that the CIA could play with.

"Yes, it can be done, but must pay me and two others for this service." "You will be paid, and well, but only after you have done what you promise." "Give me time to arrange and it be done," said Flora.

One week later
4 pm

Leandra Lara was attending a fashion show with Prince Luaga.

However as she show progressed..the millionare businesswoman felt her nipples shoot to attention and got the feeling that something was wrong.

While Luaga was busy socialising with some of his other guests...Leandra told her faithful aide M'Baka about her suspicions.

"Give Luaga a reason I had to leave the show. I have to go home and change into the Lioness" whispered Leandra.

"Yes Mistress" agreed M'Baka as Leandra made her departure.


Hours later..close to sundown.. Lioness stopped her gold colored Aston Martin car outside same warehouse where she had fought the CIA one week earlier.

Getting out of her car..the Busty African Superwoman strolled into the warehouse..her huge firm gleaminr ebony breasts bobbing sexily under her flimsy lionskin bra as she searched the darkened interior of the warehouse.

"Deserted?...This is strange...I have never been wrong about these things...My big Lioness Nipples always alert me to evil..." thought Lioness as she continued her search of the warehouse.


Outside of the warehouse..two CIA agents quickly went beneath the Lioness' gold Aston Martin...affixing a small canister to the base of its engine block affixed its attached pump directly to the gold sportscar's ventilation system.

Their task done..the two agents went back to their hiding place and watched as they saw the Lioness' voluptuous and muscular gleaming ebony body stride out of the warehouse and get back into her Aston Martin.

"Something's not right.. but I don't know what it is...My instincts in my big Lioness Nipples to sense evil are never wrong..." thought the Big Breasted African Superwoman as she started her gold Aston Martin.

"Once I get back to the mansion..I'll change back into Leandra and rejoin Luaga at the fashion show..before he misses me." resolved Lioness with a smile on her glossy red lips...feeling warm tingles in her big puffy glossy black nipples under her thin strapless lionskin bra as she drove away from the warehouse en route to her mansion...thinking erotic thoughts about seeing her boyfriend Prince Luaga again.

However the cannister attached to the underside of the Lioness' Aston Martin car went to work...slowly emitted an odorless and colorless chloroform mist into the car as she drove.

The Big Breasted African Superwoman felt her eyelids getting heavier with each passing second...her brown eyes becoming dull and hazy in the slits of the lionskin mask which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face..her huge firm gleaming ebony breasts heaving beneath her flimsy strapless lionskin bra as she strained to get fresh air into her lungs.

"UUUUUUUH...WHAT...MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...ARE BECOMING...HAA...HAA...HAA
...HAAAAARD...THEY ARE BEING CHLOROFORMED...HOW...I AM BECOMING...VERY TIRED...VERY WEAK...I WANT TO BE TAMED...UUUUUH...UUUUUUUH
...UUUUUH" gasped the surprised and sleepy Lioness.

Lioness lost control of her sleek gold sportscar. It crashed into a fence in a deserted part of the city and stopped.

An ambulance which had been following the gold Aston Martin pulled up behind it swiftly.

Six white male attendents ran out from the ambulance..thick pads dunked in chloroform held in their gloved hands.

The stunned and sleepy Lioness could do nothing as she was pulled out of the car..pinned flat on her back to the ground and her thin strapless lionskin bra was removed to expose her huge firm gleaming ebony firm mounds.

"UUUUUUUUUUUNH...YES CLEVER AMERICANS...UUUUUUUUUUUNH
...YOU DID YOUR HOMEWORK ON ME...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
RUB THE CHLOROFORM DEEP INTO MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES AND MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS
...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH
...CHLOROFORM MAKES THEM
HAAAAAAAARD...I CANNOT FIGHT BACK...UUUUUUUUUUNH
KEEP CHLOROFORMING THEM TO MAKE ME DOCILE...UUUUUNH
...UUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUNH"
cooed Lioness as her naked huge gleaming ebony breasts...especially their sexy summits were continually stroked with the anaesthetic to subdue her.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...I AM ALMOST UNCONSCIOUS MY AMERICAN FRIENDS...UUUUUUUUUUUNH WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME??...UUUUUUUNH...UUUUUNH" moaned Lioness as she was grabbed by her gleaming ebony armpits and by her gleaming ebony ankles by two of the white male attendents and carried inside the ambulance without any resistance.

The ambulance drove off as soon as she was inside.

Dazed and disoriented by the chloroform coating every inch of on her naked huge firm gleaming ebony breasts which made her big puffy glossy black nipples hard, erect and bullet-shaped and her wide glossy black areolas hard and erect...the the big breasted Lioness was totally helpless as she was placed on her back a stretcher insider of the ambulance.

"UUUUUUUH...CHLOROFORM ON MY HUGE LIONESS BREASTS...ESPECIALLY ON MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES....UUUUUH
..AND MY WIDE LIONESS AREOLAS...MAKES THEM...HAA
...HAA...HAAAAARD....MAKES...
ME...WEAK...MAKES ME SLEEPY ...CIA....KNOWS MY WEAKNESSES
...NO ESCAPE...FROM THEIR EXCELLENT TRAP...UUUUUUUH
...UUUUUUH" gasped Lioness as she watched a white male attendant place an anaesthetic mask was placed over her nose and mouth...by none other than lead CIA agent Jon Fowles.

"Lights out Lioness...You're finished..." sneered Fowles as he stroked the the Big Breasted Black Superheroine's big puffy hard erect glossy black nipples and wide hard glossy black areolas tenderly..his hands coated in the special emu oil..which Flora told him the mighty Lioness had no resistance too.

"HHH...HHH...HOT...HHH...HHH...HORNY...HHH...HHH...HHH...HELPLESS...UUUUUUUUUUH
...CHLOROFORM...HAVE TO BREATHE IT...CHLOROFORM ON MY BIG LIONESS NIPPLES...ON MY WIDE LION AREOLAS...IT IS KEEPING THEM HAAAAAAARD...UUUUUUUUUH...STRENGTH OF cooed the Lioness into the mask as she was forcedto breath more chloroform as Fowles fondled her famous big puffy glossy black nipples and wide glossy black areolas.


"UUUUUUUUUH...SLEEPY...SO SLEEPY...MUST LET THE CIA...KNOCK ME OUT...WILL BE UNCONSCIOUS SOON...UUUUH
...UUUUUUH....MUST STAY UNCONSCIOUS....UUH...UUH...Uuuuuuuuuh" cooed Lioness...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her lionskin mask..as she succumbed to the CIA's foolproof tactics...her naked huge firm gleaming ebony breasts rising and falling slowly up and down...her big puffy glossy black nipples hard,erect and bullet-shaped...her wide glossy black areolas hard and erect...her voluptuous and muscular gleaming ebony body going limp on the stretcher...her erotic bare gleaming ebony feet resting on the stretcher on their smooth heels...wide spaces between her sexy toes with short glossy ivory toenails...as she fell into a deep sleep of unconsciousneds.

Fowles removed her gold Lion Belt from around her wide shapely waist lion...depriving her of her great strength.

"Now take her to Flora's....the old woman will keep the powerful Lioness lovesick and sleepy forever..." grinned Fowler as he patted the huge ebony bust of the defeated Busty African Superwoman.

Unknown to Fowler.. the ambulance was being followed by a car filled with KGB. agents. The Russians were interested in what the CIA had planned for the Lioness. "We may have our uses for her," thought head KGB agent BORIS BEVIN.


To be continued