Seeing Mammalia standing menacingly above her, Shaleen vainly tried to rally, but the terrible pain, in her chest, paralyzed her. The evil, young queen grabbed Shaleen's long, glossy hair, and hauled the jungle bred heroine to her feet. Shaleen, vainly clutching her chest in hope of easing the pain, could do little to defend herself.

When Mammalia pulled her erect, Shaleen, dizzy with pain, staggered sideways.  Mammalia was ready, and  punched her squarely on the jaw, nearly knocking the big blonde unconscious, but that was only the first blow of a shattering barrage of punches.

The stricken queen of the jungle could do little to avoid Mammalia's deadly fists, and the young devil battered her around the clearing.  Shaleen's legs wobbled and nearly buckled, as Mammalia punched her from side to side.  It sometimes seemed that it was the punches themselves, as much as Shaleen's gallant courage, that kept her on her feet.

Then, before Shaleen could go down, Mammalia grabbed her around the waist, and tossed her over the hip. Shaleen hit the hard, jungle floor head first.

Before Shaleen's lower body even hit the ground, Mammalia grabbed her leg, and pinning her blonde head to the ground with her foot, she bent Shaleen's body nearly double, putting unbearable pressure on the jungle goddess's injured rib cage. Shaleen screamed, as Mammalia laughed at her cries.

Shaleen exerted all the dwindling remnants of her might, but it was only when Mammalia chose to release her, that she tumbled helplessly over on her side, only to have Mammalia lock those deadly thighs around her neck once more. This time, Mammalia carefully positioned her strong legs, so she could exert maximum pressure, to strangle the fallen Lady of the Leopards. She squeezed Shaleen's neck with sadistic glee.

It was the end of the fight for the once invincible Lady of the Leopards. Unable to breath, in terrible agony from her chest injury, and already half unconscious from Mammalia battering fists, she soon succumbed to the pressure of those deadly, gripping legs.  As her vain struggles weakened, she clawed at Mammalia legs, but she might as well have clawed a stone statue. It wasn't long before Shaleen's eyes glazed and rolled upward, and her clawing arms dropped lifelessly to the ground.  With a thrill of ecstasy, Mammalia felt her mighty foe's body stiffen, shudder, and then go limp.

Mammalia stood over her fallen foe, shuddering for breath, exhausted herself at the epic battle, but her chest swelled with brutal pride at her feat. Even her mighty mother had fallen to Shaleen's prowess, but she had defeated the invincible Lady of the Leopards. She knew she would not be generous in victory; mercy was foreign to her nature.

As soon as Mammalia got her breath, she proceeded to make her victory complete. As Shaleen lay nearly lifeless, Mammalia bound her arms behind her back, using a stick, and unbreakable jungle vines, as she had seen the Arab slavers do to her people, in her evil mother's time.

As Mammalia finished binding her beaten enemy, Shaleen began to stir.  She looked around in confusion, then felt her arms bound. The memory of defeat flooded back to her.  The mighty jungle queen had never known defeat before, and it was humiliating shock.  Even more humiliating, to find herself bound like a slave.

Seeing Shaleen was awake, Mammalia removed Shaleen's knife from it's crude sheath on her thigh, and slipped it into the waist of her own simple, jungle garment.  Then, she forced the big blonde to her feet, squeezing and twisting Shaleen's large thrusting left breast for leverage.

Once Mammalia tormented her helpless captive to her feet, she pulled Shaleen's halter down from her breast, and thrust her leopard skin loincloth aside, exposing the jungle queen's tawny pelted crotch. Shaleen gasped in dismay, at such an affront to her proud dignity, but there was nothing she could do to protect herself.

Mammalia groped at the delightful prize, and kissed the jungle queen's huge, trembling breast. Though Mammalia had no real yen for sapphic sex, it was a delightful thrill, to so humiliate and degrade the proud Lady of the Leopards, the mighty warrior, her people regarded as a virtual goddess.

"You're mine now, honky slut!  You're my 'bitch', and I can do anything I want to you!"  Mammalia boasted, as Shaleen whimpered in protest.  Mammalia continued to grope and toy with her defeated foe, until Shaleen sobbed in shame. Feeling the vicious young queen's fingers right inside her body was too mortifying to ever have imagined for the queen of the jungle.

Even this degrading revenge couldn't satisfy the vindictive Mammalia. She wanted more, much more. As Shaleen sobbed in despair, Mammalia pulled out Shaleen's own knife. Shaleen trembled in dread, as Mammalia, brandishing the knife, smiled evilly into her face.

Wh-what are you going to do?"  The defeated, jungle queen quavered nervously.

Mammalia pressed the knife against the blonde, jungle goddess's captive bosom. The huge breast trembled fearfully at the touch, of the cold steel.  Shaleen choked in terrible fear, as she felt the merciless threat of the blade, and looked into Mammalia's even more merciless, black eyes.

Grinning at her haughty victim's terror, Mammalia used the razor sharp blade to open a small wound in the creamy flesh, and a trickle of blood ran down Shaleen's sweetly formed, fully ripened breast.

"My mother told me, if I ever had the chance, I should cut your heart out of your living body, and eat it, and I would gain all of your strength and power!"  Mammalia grinned, her eyes glittering with malice.

Shaleen rarely knew fear in her life, but now she felt a strong fist clutch her heart, and crush it in terror.  She knew the evil Sommala had done such things in her time, and her daughter was no less cruel and vindictive. Overcome by terror, the mighty Lady of the Leopards did the unthinkable; she sank to her knees, and begged for her life, kissing the triumphant, young queen's hand in homage, as her people did in acknowledgment of her queenly power.

Mammalia smiled in triumph. All through her harsh girlhood, she dreamed of mighty Shaleen groveling at her feet. It long seemed an impossible dream!  Now, she felt a near sexual thrill at its realization. It was a pleasure to be savored and prolonged.

"Yes! You are 'my bitch' now!  Well, maybe I will spare your life.  After all, I don't need your honky strength and power, when my own is so much greater. Isn't that right?"

"Y-yes, my Queen!" Shaleen quavered, with subservient eagerness.

"I'll have some fun with you, first, and then, maybe I can make a profit on your worthless hide!"   Mammalia murmured, craftily. Then, aloud, she commanded. "Well get up, off your knees! I'm not carrying you"

When Shaleen dragged her battered, abused body erect, Mammalia gave her a shove toward the village.  She herded the captive jungle goddess ahead of her, taking a circuitous rout, so she could enter her hut unobserved, from the rear. Her victory would be announced in properly dramatic fashion!

Inside the hut, was an old animal cage, left behind by a scientific expedition.  Mammalia unbound her sobbing captive. Even free of her bonds, Shaleen was too weak from her defeat and ordeal to resist, when Mammalia forced her into the cage.  It was meant for relatively small game and it was only with the greatest difficulty, and a good deal of shoving and kicking, by Mammalia, that Shaleen managed to squash her queenly body inside the cramped space.

Mammalia kept her captive caged, in her hut, for several days, without food or water, tormenting and abusing Shaleen, to the full extent of her sadistic nature.

It was two mornings later, that Mammalia ordered her people to assemble in the dusty village square, at noon that day.

Shortly before the appointed time, two of Mammalia's toadies carried the cage, well shrouded in  cloth, from the hut, and set it in prominent display.

People looked and pointed curiously, though none dared approach too closely. It wasn't wise to meddle with Mammalia's property.

When all were assembled, Mammalia strutted from her hut. There was a murmur of shocked disapproval, and ugly rebellious whispers, for Mammalia wore garments of sacred Leopard pelt. None dared wear the sacred Leopard's skin, but Shaleen herself, for as all acknowledged, she was the earthbound embodiment of the Leopard spirit.

Surely such blasphemy would be punished!  One of the bolder villagers cried out.  "You will die Evil Queen, when Shaleen, the Lady of the Leopards returns!"

"Shall I indeed, fool!"  Mammalia smirked.  Then, with a flourish, Mammalia uncovered the cage.

A loud gasp of dismay, followed by loud wailing, arose form the people, when they saw their beloved Lady of the Leopards, caged like a frightened animal. The unfortunate Shaleen peered through the bars, with sick, glazed eyes of despair, cringing in humiliation, to be seen so, by the people who loved and relied upon her to protect them.  In the cramped cage, without food or water, Shaleen had not recovered from Mammalia's beating, and now, she suffered from hunger and dehydration, after her long days and nights, in the hot airless confinement.

With another triumphant flourish, Mammalia raised the barred door, and Shaleen tumbled out into the dust.  Shaleen tried to rise, but found herself to weak.  The Leopard Goddess crouched helplessly at Mammalia's feet, on hands and knees.  Mammalia grasped the big heroine of the jungle, by a twist of golden hair, and half led, half dragged her across the square, to the trough where the village swine ate.

"You may eat now, Lady of the Leopards!"  Mammalia cried, with a sarcastic laugh, so all could hear.

Shaleen looked at the half rotten slop in disgust, but she was so terribly hungry, and even more thirsty. The swill contained much water and other liquids, best not mentioned.  Hardly hesitating, the proud Lady of the Leopards plunged her beautiful face into the slop, and sucked it down greedily.  The people of the village looked on in despair; if Mammalia could defeat and so degrade Mighty Shaleen, she was indeed a Queen, who must be obeyed.

When Shaleen had eaten her fill, Mammalia led her back to the hateful, degrading cage, and ordered her back inside, emphasizing her command, with brutal kick to Shaleen's broad backside.

In the days she had tormented and abused Shaleen, in the privacy of her hut, Mammalia had contacted the Slave traders. They hated the mighty Queen of the Jungle who had long made their evil trade near impossible. They offered a rich price for her possession.  They would teach the officious, jungle bitch obedience, and then sell her, for an even higher price, as a sexual slave and toy, to some jaded emir, or corrupt government official.

Several days later, Mammalia oversaw the Arab slavers, as they carried her hated rival, safely caged, into a horrifying captivity.