White jungle doctor Dr. Henry George Chickenheart and the two native nurses Felicitas and Joy are on their way to a native village to do some vaccinations when they get captured by some members of a savage Leopard woman tribe.
"MMMMhmp. MMMMHP. mmmmmhggg."
"Shut up, white wimp. Your moaning und whimpering won't help you. We'll give you a very special treatment"
"Yeah, hahah. And the two fat cows will be forced to watch what we'll do with you, hahaha!"
"MMMMMMHP. UMMMMMMGH. MMMMMMMHPPP.!"
A native boy has seen how jungle doctor Dr. Henry George Chickenheart and the two nurses Felcitas and Joy have been captured by the Leopard women tribe. He tells it too Shalima, a female jungle guide who is also called the Queen of the jungle. Immediately Shalima heads off to rescue the helpless doctor and the two nurses
"Oh this foolish jungle doctor. To penetrate completely unarmed and defenseless into the Leopard's women territory. He could at least have called me to accompany and protect himself and the nurses. And now I've to hurry up to save him out of the clutches of these Leopard ladys. I'll have a serious talk with them and with the doctor, too. If he only weren't so handsome. He turns me completely crazy. Guess I should be already deeply into the Leopard's women's territory. But no sign of them. Hey, what's that noise...?
Completely taken by surprise the proud junge queen Shalima is disarmed and overpowered...
"Oh no, help, help, let me go. Oh my God, help!"
"Huggah. See. Shalima, the Queen of the jungle is weak and powerless like an ordinary woman..."
"Hahaha, her love for wimpy jungle doctor has taken away all her strength and courage.."
"Let's tie her up and gag her, so she can't call for help of her animal friends...."
Shalima, the jungle queen, is brought to the sacrifice place of the Leopard women tribe where jungle doctor Dr. Herny George Chickenheart and nurses Felicitas and Joy are struggling in tight bondage and complete distress...
"Ummmph. MMMMMMMH. Mmmmmmh"
"Haha. Stop moaning and whimpering, wimpy white doctor. Here we bring Shalima, the so proud jungle queen. She will join you in tight and humilating bondage and share your fate. We let you still struggle for a whil and then you will be most tasty food for our leopard gods. hahaha.
"MMMMmmmmmph. Ummmmphg. MMMMMMMHGG."
My wife and I, we were on a mission trip in South India. One day our Indian missionary mate Chahna Sundaram invited us to make a trip into the Indian jungle. She had heard about a hidden Kali temple which only was known by some native villagers and wanted to explore the place. In a nearby village we actually found a guide told us that he knwe quite well the place we were searching for. He told us that the secret temple was located just some 7 kilometres from the village in the jungle. Completely unsuspecting and quite thrilled in expectation of a fascinating jungle adventure we followed our guide into the deep jungle. We were walking for more or lesse an hour and were penetrating deeper and deeper into the wilderness. The women and I we got more and more exhausted by the sticky and humid jungle air and our blouses and shirt were soaked with sweat. As were walking aldready were walking for a long time my wife asked our guide when finally we would reach our destination...
Instead of an answer, our guide turned around and suddenly we were at knife point. Completely appalled my wife rose up her hands to show our complete surrender and submission.
"Are you crazy. What does this mean? What, what...?"
"Change of plan, ladies. I guess the sissy here won't have the courage to defend you. Would be much healthier for him, haha.
And now move and cross your hands behind theses trees. I've a lot of plans for for you, hahaha.
The two women and I, we did as we were told to do and stand against some trees, our writsts crossed behind our back. Our captor pulled some rope out of his trouser pockets and my wife was the first one to be tied up. I stood with my body pressed against the tree and had no courage to fight or even to flee. I felt powerless and completely humiliated. I knew that as an inoffensive Christian missionary and marriage bound husband I would be absolutely no match for these brutal and strong-willed guy.
"Listen, we we've some cash. Please take it and let us go!"
"No way. You'll get what you deserve. A man must be able to defend his wifes. And the sissy here don't even have the courage
to fight for you. But I'll show you what a real man's like."
"Please, we're Christians. We believe in love and peace. Let us go, please. For heavens sake."
"Hahaha. Christs. Hahaha. That's only for weak ones! I only believe in the right of the strong one. I'll take what I want. Hahaha"
"Oh Jesus. Please, let us go. Don't do us any harm."
"No way. We'll have a lot of fun. You two will know a real man and Mr. Weakman here will witness it. "
So we stood there, awaiting our fate, hoping once again to be saved by the Lord, against all odds, at the very last moment...
Since a few month famous female archeologist Prof. Dr. Christina Helmsen and her assitants Dr. Henry George Faint and Dagmar Henderson are doing archeological exvacations in an ancient Indian temple area in south India. The recently have discovered a burial chamber and today the have made some exciting finding, especially an ancient sacrifice dagger with the head of the goodess Kali on its shaft. They put the findings in the safe of their tent and while the native escvacation helper have returned to their villages the thee innocent archaeologists celebrate their finding and agree that the very next morning they will ask for some police protection to make sure that they won't be robbed. But already a few minutes later two cloaked men with black capes and turbans enter invade the camp and have the powerless archaeologists at knife point. Christina has to open the safe and she and her assistans are gagged and tied up to their chairs. Their captors tell them that openign the burial chamber has been a sacrilege for which they have to be punished. They bring in a basket and open it's lid and then very, very slowly, a sizzling Indian spectacled cobra is approaching the completely powerless archaeologists who struggle desperately against their tight ropes and moan and whimper into their gags...Will their ardent prayer for salvation be able to spare them an horrible fate???
Some egyptologists have discovered a new secret chamber in an ancien pyramid. When they have entered they tomb they have read an old inscription which curses everybody who dares to desecrate the peace of the dead. But the scientists think that they are civilized enough to not believe in such superstitions. But soon they will see that they are wrong...
When the archaeologists become aware of the mummy they get completely appalled and tremble with fear...
In a kind of telepathy the mummy tells the completely scared egyptologists to stand close together and to gag themselves with their own scarves. Then they are tied up one to the other with the very rope they brougth with them...
Being tightly bound and gagged the three captive egyptologists become more and more aware what will be their fate while the mummy wraps one bandage after the other around their tightly roped bodies. They will end as a triple mummy and tightly bound and gagged as they are they will never leave the tomb again. And their weird captor tells them, that in the other live wich is awaiting them soon they will have to serve him as humble slaves. The desperate captives moan and whimper in complete distress. Will this be their very end or is there still hope and salvation, against all semblance...
