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The Clutches
of Black
Mariah
by Alias
the Rat
Part 1
Mary Marvel
(the World's Mightiest Maid) opened the door and saw her arch enemy, Georgia
Sivana (the World's Wickedest Girl), in the room. Mary called out. "Allright,
Georgia, this is one more scheme of yours that isn't going to work. When
are you going to learn your lesson and stop trying..."
"Oh no, little
Miss Cheezer, I won't give up." Georgia spat back at her, as she extended
a hand that held a foot-long, slender shaft of polished wood. "I learn and
improvise. All those schemes I've tried may have failed, but if I keep trying
new and unusual attacks on you, sooner or later I will have you in my power
and the tables will be turned. Something new for today... a magic wand!"
The Mistress of Wickedness waved the wand at Mary and cried out "Wrap her
in chains!'
And chains
did magically appear, wrapped around and around Mary's body. But she extended
her arms and the chains snapped apart -- they were just paper chains! Georgia's
surprise was evident. She tried again, "Cover her in concrete!" Instead,
confetti rained down on the side of the room where the Maid of Might stood.
Mary did not rush her worst enemy, as she was as startled as Georgia was
at the things that were happening. Georgia waved the wand again, and stated
"Wand of the Wizard, remove her powers!"
A light flashed
in Mary's eyes and she blinked. She didn't feel weaker - as she squeezed
her hands she knew she was as strong as before, but she did feel odd. She
glanced down and realized with horror that her powers had not vanished...
but her costume had! She looked over at Georgia and said, "What did you do?"
Georgia stared at the world's mightiest nudist and muttered under her breath.
"When I got this stupid thing I should have asked for an instruction manual..."
Again she waved her wand and shouted. "Freeze her in a block of
ice!"
Although
not a bit of ice appeared anywhere, Mary felt herself "frozen" in place.
Try as she might, she could not so much as move a finger. Georgia moved to
her side and carefully watched her nemesis for any action. The evil one laughed
and rubbed her hands together. "Well now, I have you and you don't seem to
be able to do a darn thing about it. All those times you captured me, tossed
me in the clink. Now it's my turn to get even."
Georgia slowly
walked around the immobilized heroine, looking over
her naked captive. From behind
Mary, she reached around and grabbed at the Mighty Maid's exposed breasts,
squeezing them and pulling them side to side. Mary wanted to gasp in horror
and would have turned red as a beet, but still the spell from the wand kept
her from doing anything. Georgia moved back to stand in front of the embarrased
heroine. "If you can't react to that, you really are petrified. I would say
you are turned to stone, but those hooters of yours were still nice and soft
and pliable." Her hands reached up and pinched the nipples of Mary's helpless
breasts and Georgia stared into Mary's eyes. "Ahhh. You did feel that. I
could just see the barest trace of misery and shock in your eyes. Wonderful!
If I tortured you and you never felt it, where's the fun in
that!"
Georgia went
across the room and dragged back a chair so she could sit right in front
of her captive, and raised the wand in her hand. She ran the tip over Mary's
body, along her legs and tummy, then moved it to Mary's exposed pussy. She
ran it up and down the edges of her lower lips, and after several minutes
of this she saw fluids leaking from the pussy and detected the faintest bit
of movement in the prisoner's body. "Getting excited?" She pushed the wand
into the Mighty Maid's clit and wiggled it back and forth. With her instrument
inside Mary, she went up and down, left and right with the tip. She looked
up into Mary's face as she suddenly heard the first sound from the heroine
since she had been immobilized. A low, drawn-out faint moan came from her
mouth. Georgia took the wand from Mary's loins and instead pushed a finger
in to agitate Mary's pubic region.She pushed in with a second, and then a
third finger, rubbing, twisting and probing the sensitive area. As Mary's
agitation and sexual arousal grew, she strained to break free of her immobility,
but failed. Her crotch spasmed beneath the invasion of her pussy, her nipples
grew erect and hard, sweat formed a sheen over her entire figure, and faint
but meaningful moans escaped her throat. But she could not force even her
little finger to bend. She felt the sensations in her torso build until a
climax ran through her and she released a torrent of fluid that flowed past
Georgia's hand and dribbled along Mary's bare legs. Georgia rose from the
chair and stared in Mary's face. "Wow, that was fun! I guess you also enjoyed
it, at least from the neck down." Georgia took her hand, covered with Mary's
vaginal emissions, and ran it though Mary's hair to wipe it off. She pulled
the gooey clump of hair forward, leaving it hanging over Mary's eyes. But
only partially. Mary could still see, but more importantly, Georgia could
look into Mary's eyes and see the shame, misery and horror that her enemy
was feeling. Georgia liked that.
"Well now,
Cheeser, what am I too do with you?" The wicked girl again walked around
to Mary's back and started poking along Mary's butt crack with the wand.
"I could take some wire and run it up here..." she poked the tip of the wand
a few inches up into Mary's anus... "and make you into a lamp. But no, you'd
probably clash with the French Provincial." She pulled the wand back out
and walked back to in front of Mary, again enjoying the terror she could
see in the heroine's eyes. "Or I could give you a few coats of grey paint
and pull a few stings I have attached to the city council. How would you
like to be a nude statue sitting on a pedestal in front of the
courthouse? Haa, haa,
haa..."
Georgia walked
over to the table and picked up a bottle of water, drank, and grabbed a towel.
She wiped her brow and then her hands. "It would be a real hassle to get
you moved there, but for a chance to see you with pigeons perched on your
tits..."
Suddenly
a figure clad in blue and gold with a gold-trimmed red cape burst through
the door and said "Ah, there you are Georgia. I knew that if Mary and I kept
looking, one of us was bound to find you. I've got you know and..." Captain
Marvel Junior suddenly stopped moving toward the World's Wickedest Girl as
he noticed the other figure in the room. He stopped, and whispered, "Mary!?"
Georgia pulled the wand out of her belt and pointed it at the other member
of the Marvel Family that faced her. She ran her eyes up and down the muscular,
virile body and suddenly tried to remember exactly what she had said before
to make the World's Cheeziest Girl's costume vanish. At that instant, with
a growing sensation of heat between her legs, she wanted to see Junior naked.
She concentrated and recalled what she had said. She pointed the wand at
Junior. "Wand of the Wizard, remove hís powers!" It worked! She gasped
as she stared at the now naked young stud in front of her. She sighed as
she saw the size of the wang he was waving. No. Not just waving.
Freddy Freeman
had been amazed at the sight of Mary Marvel's nude body when he saw it. He
had seen pictures of naked women in the past, and had been uncomfortable
with the sensations his body had when he encountered such material. But to
be this close to a totally naked young lady was such a shock that he forgot
totally about anything else, even Georgia. And there was the fact that the
naked lady he was looking at was someone he knew more than any other girl
in the world. He could not handle it. His sexual urges aroused him, and all
his friendship for Mary was suddenly mixed in with a lustful urge for the
female form he saw. Georgia looked with interest as the naked hero's penis
began to grow erect.
Georgia thought
this was going to be the best day of her life as she moved towards the erect
cock she wanted to impale herself on. Her body had also been aroused while
she had fingered Mary's pussy, and now she thought she would have a wonderful
release for her sexual appetite. But she had, in her excitement, made one
important mistake. She'd magically disposed of Junior's uniform, but unlike
Mary, Freddy's immobility was self-induced by the shock of his encounter
with a naked female figure. So when Georgia succumbed to her own sexual urges
and approached Junior, she put hand on his cock. This made Freddy take his
arm and, without taking his eyes from Mary, brush the intruder away. Now,
being a member of the world's mightiest family, when Junior brushed a bother
away, it (in this case, Goergia) it flew across the room and smacked into
the wall. As the wicked villainess dropped to the floor, she landed on the
wand and it snapped into several pieces.
When this
happened, Mary felt her body was no longer paralyzed, and she flopped to
the floor. Shaking her head, she got back up. She yelled "Shazam!" and the
naked heroine became un-super Mary Bromfield, dressed in a skirt and sweater.
Again, "Shazam!" was uttered and the figure changed back to the World's Mightiest
Maid. Her hands went over her body and she was relieved to see she was once
again fully dressed. "Wow, that was weird..." she said as she turned, and
Junior was still standing there, his hands clasped in front of his groin,
where they were not quite covering the long, erect penis he had. As her action
sank into his befuddled mind, he finally cried out "Captain Marvel!" twice
in rapid succession, with the result being a quick change into the crippled
Freddy Freeman followed by the lad being back in his colorful uniform.
Mary and
Freddy didn't say a word for some time. They looked at each other, but could
not quite bring their eyes to meet. Both could see that the other person
was very red faced and embarassed.
Mary finally spoke. "Well, Freddy, ah... thanks.. for ah... getting
me out of the... the situation... I was in..." Freddy stammered a reply.
"Oh, gee... I... I was really happy to see... to get you... to help you out
of this fix. I hope you are alright. Are you hurt any? What did... she...do?..."
Mary also stammered her reply. "Nothing.... Not any... Nothing! Just the
normal villain threats directed at a captured hero. Nothing else!" But Freddy
noticed that as Mary insisted on this, one of her hands rested against her
skirt by her crotch and her legs squeezed together, tight. Mary relaxed and
then walked over to the still unconcious World's Wickedest Girl. Mary reached
down and picked up the pieces of the broken wand and slowly placed them between
the fingers of one hand, grinding them to dust. Then she grabbed Georgia
by an ankle and threw the fiend over her shoulder. (Rather roughly, Freddy
thought.) "Well, I'll drop her off at police headquarters." Mary said. "Hopefully
they can hang onto her for a change and I won't see her for awhile." She
flew off.
Freddy sat
down and tried to clear his mind of the emotions that had taken hold of him.
But every time he closed his eyes, he saw the beautiful, naked body of Mary
standing in front of him. And he felt the warmth grow in his loins. He shuddered
and lept into the air, racing north to Canada. Spotting what he was looking
for, he dove down and landed in the raging torent of a waterfall in an frigid
river. He stood there in the icy spray for an hour. The cold shower helped
a little, but... he couldn't get that image out of his
mind.
Part
2
Freddy had
avoided Mary Marvel and Captain Marvel for a week, trying to get those thoughts
out of his head. But the big fall festival had announced that the entire
Marvel family would be featured guests at a huge charity fund-raiser dinner.
So he could not avoid them any longer. The event was attended by hundreds
of couples who donated large amounts to the Shazam Charity Fund that would
help the homeless and suffering people of the city. Each of the Marvel Family
went out of their way to shake hands, pose for pictures and sign autographs
to thank the people for their generosity. As he moved around the convention
center, Freddy would sometimes come into the vicinity of the Captain and/or
Mary, but Mary seemed to have gotten over what had happened, and Big Red
didn't seem to know anything about it. Junior was relieved and felt if he
could concentrate of putting the matter behind him, things would be alright.
If only he could talk to somebody about it. But he could not tell any of
his friends about something like
this, and his closest friend was Captain Marvel's alter ego, Billy Batson
-- Mary's brother!
And Mary
had been able to put the horrid ordeal behind her since it had happened.
She accepted that what had been done was in the past and is was best to try
and forget about it. She had woken up a couple of nights, remembering what
she had done to her and covered in sweat. But she hoped that in time, she
would forget the ordeal. She was worried about Freddy. He had been so embarrased
by his erection, and she had seen he was still avoiding eye contact with
her. She would wait for him to get over it and hoped this would not permanently
damage their friendship. Captain Marvel finally had to leave to make an
appearance as Billy Batson somewhere else, and Freddy also gave Mary a wave
as he flew off. The World's Mightiest Girl signed a couple more autographs,
posed for one more picture and then she headed for the door. She looked back
and saw above the stage the magic word that gave Billy and her their wonderful
powers. There was a large poster of Captain Marvel on one side, and next
to it were listed Solomon, Hercules, Atlas, Zeus, Achilles and Mercury --
the gods who bequeathed their energy to Billy. On the opposite side of the
stage, a large poster of her was shown with the names of Selena, Hippolyta,
Ariadne, Zephyrus, Aurora and Minerva, the goddesses who gave her power.
She looked up at the listing and silently gave a prayer to those beings for
their generosity, and hoped she they would continue to help her use the powers
wisely. She looked around the hall, and saw that nearly everone had left.
The handful of remaining people, getting ready to leave, waved at Mary and
she started walking to the door, glad the event had gone so well and raised
so much money for a good cause. As she approached the doorway she glanced
up at the huge windows that flanked the door and saw the words by the stage
mirrored in the glass. Seeing the reversed words, she happened to think of
the magician, Zatanna, who she'd met several times up at the Justice League
Watchtower. How could the mage so easily rattle off those enchantments made
up of words in reverse. She would be tongue-tied if she tried to do it. Why
even a single word would probably be hard. Looking up at the relection, she
spoke, "MAZAHS!"
A bolt of
lightning flashed. Most of the people still in the hall were startled by
it. And they all commented later on how the lightning looked like it was
a black bolt in the sky. No one thought they had ever heard of such a
thing.
Part
3
In his study,
sitting behind the desk was a middle aged man who had several medical procedures
to disguise the effect age had had on him. Charles Crane was the CEO of a
huge multi-national company that contolled the lives of thousands of employees.
Governments came to him and made requests, they never made demands. That
was the power he held. But right now he showed none of the calmness he used
to rule his corporate empire. He was nervous, agitated, and kept looking
at the clock. It was almost time. He got up and went to a couch by the side
wall and zipped open a large leather bag. He looked inside at stacks of hundred
dollar bills. He zipped it closed and returned to sitting behind his desk.
He continued to allow his nervousness show and watched the clock. As it reached
exactly 8 PM, he heard the front door of his mansion open and her heels clicking
down the hallway. His excitement built as he saw her open the door and
enter.
The one who
entered was a stunningly beautiful auburn-haired women who wore a large black
gauze hat with a sweeping brim and a long dark grey topcoat. "Good evening,
Charles, I am so glad to see you again." She slowly unbuttoned the top coat,
and then let it drop to the floor. The hat followed. She stood there in a
black see-through lacy chemise and black sheer crotchless butterfly thong.
Over these was a very risque transparent robe. She walked over in her long
black stiletto heels and pushed Charles back in his chair, sitting on his
lap. She took one of his hands and moved it to her right breast, and moaned.
"Oh, Charles, I have been waiting all afternoon for this moment. Do you love
me?" He squeezed her breast and moaned, nodding in the agreement. "Would
you do anything for me?" Again he nodded. "Did you raise the cash?" Charles
took the hand that was not on her breast and pointed to the case on the couch.
"I had to sell everything I had," He replied. "I cashed in all my stocks,
took out a mortgage on this house, closed out the kid's college funds and
even took my wife's jewelry and sold it. There is nearly three million in
cash in the bag, It's every cent I have." His free hand stopped pointing
and reached for his companion's crotch. But she brushed it back and stood
up. She walked over to the bag, opened and looked inside."Charles, you are
so devoted to me. After just these two exciting days and nights, I love you
more than I thought I could ever love any man." She walked back to the desk,
leaned over and passionately kissed the man on the lips, their tongues probing
each other. She went back to the door and picked up the topcoat. Again she
asked, "Would you do anything for me?" He swiftly nodded his agreement. She
paused, then said, "Would you kill for me?" He was startled by this, but
after thinking briefly at the question, he again nodded. She bent down and
lay on the desktop with her body wantonly displayed in the front of her prey,
and asked another question of him. "Charles, would you die for me? Would
you sacrifice your life to save mine? Would you swear to do that for me?"
This time, he had no hesitation. He reached into a desk drawer and pulled
out a loaded 38 caliber handgun. "I swear on the lives of my children that
I would die to protect you from any harm!" he told her. She got up and put
on the topcoat. "That's so sweet of you, Charles. I am so lucky to have met
you, and I really enjoyed our time together." She picked up her hat and put
it on, then walked to the couch and lifted the bag of cash. Charles had noticed
the bag had been very heavy for him to lift, but the woman held it as if
it were effortless and walked to the door. Charles cried out, "Wait -- where
are you going?" She looked back at him from the door and said, "This is goodbye,
darling. You said this was every penny you had, and I can't stay with you
if you don't have the means to satisfy my very expensive tastes." He raised
the gun and pointed it at her. "Mariah, you expect to just take all my money
and walk out. If you try to leave... I'll kill you." She looked back at him
and smiled. "You would do that? You could put a bullet in me and go on with
your life while standing over my lifeless body? Would you want to? Charles,
You swore to die for me!" She turned and opened the door. He didn't shoot.
She walked out and closed the door behind her. As she went down the hallway
to the front door, she heard the sound of a shot back in the study. She smiled.
And she left.
Part
4
Freddy Freeman
didn't sell papers on the street anymore. He had a small shop downtown where
he sold papers and magazines. He stared at the headlines in the paper. "FIFTH
SUICIDE BAFFLES POLICE!" A big
shot industrialist named Crane had been found dead. It fit the pattern of
the others. A big shot converts all his assets to cash, then is found to
have killed himself. No trace of the money. Friends, family, business associates
all have no idea what was up. Only the faintest hint of a woman having just
entered the victim's life. The police were very thorough on each case, but
all they ever found was iron-clad proof that it had been a suicide. And no
trace of the mysterious woman. The papers were going into great detail to
promote the deaths, and sensationalized the events as caused by the "the
Mysterious Seductress." It was big news all over the city, as it involved
the rich and sex and death. That's what sold papers. Freddy didn't care for
the sensational way the events were being promoted, but he just sold the
papers, he didn't make them up. And these deaths didn't seem to be the type
of thing that the Marvels could do anything about. He wasn't even sure in
the police could do something if they found out some woman was driving the
men to suicide. What would they charge her with and how could they prove
in a court of law that she was responsible for the
deaths?
The phone
rang, and Freddy picked it up. "Hello?" A woman's voice, hesitantly spoke.
"Ahh... is this Freddy Freeman?" He
told her it was, and she continued. "I recall meeting you once or twice,
this is Nora Bromfield, Mary's foster-mom. I found your number in Mary's
things as I was going through them... Well, Mary is missing. We haven't seen
her or heard from her in over a week. We contacted the police, but they seem
to think it's just a case of a teen wanting to take off and don't act too
worried... but Mary wouldn't do that! She wouldn't have been gone this long
unless something terrible... Have you seen her? Have you any idea where she
might be?" Freddy heard the woman sobbing, unable to continue. This news
disturbed him as well. He told Mrs. Bromfield that he had not heard from
or seen Mary, but was sure she had merely gotten involved in some project
that may have become too complicated and caused her to forget to get back
to them. He told her he would look into it and see if he could find her.
After he hung up, he immediately phoned Billy Batson's office. Billy might
know where his sister was or what she had been doing. But Billy's secretary
said he had gone for a couple days on personal business and she did not have
any way to contact him. Now Freddy was really worried. Captain Marvel may
be searching for Mary right now, or he may be busy with some other matter.
Freddy spoke
out "Captain Marvel!" and was transformed into the sleek powerful figure
of Captain Marvel Junior. He flew off in search of some clue to his friend's
whereabouts. He went to the Justice League Watchtower and spoke to a number
of the super-heroines he knew Mary occasionally got together with, but none
of them had seen her recently. They told him if they heard anything they
would pass the information along, and that if he found something had happened
to her, they would be more than willing to help out in rescuing her. He thanked
them and took off. His next stop was Applegate Women's Correctional, where
Georgia Sivana had been imprisoned. He thought she might have escaped and
be behind Mary's disappearance. But the warden assured him that the World's
Wickedest Girl was still in custody, under heavy guard. Junior asked to see
the prisoner, wondering if Georgia had slipped out and left a robot or made-up
replacement. But it was the real villianess in the cell, who got really happy
and verbally abusive when she discovered the reason for Junior's visit. "I
hope she's in a terrible mess! The only way I could be happier is if I was
the who had her!" screamed Georgia as Junior left. He flew off, planning
to go back to the magazine shop with the uncomfortable feeling that he didn't
have any idea where Mary was or how he would find her.
Halfway there
he suddenly thought of the old wizard, Shazam. With his magical powers, perhaps
he would be able to detect what had happened to Mary and/or where she was.
He detoured to the old deserted subway tunnel where, so many years before,
Billy Batson had first been granted the power of a super-hero. Junior approached
the old altar and lit the lamp that stood in front of it. Mist swirled in
the air and the ghostly form of the old wizard appeared. "Hello, Junior,
what brings you here?" the wizard's ghost asked. Junior related his phone
conversation with Mrs. Bromfield, and everything he'd done since in search
of the missing young lady. Freddy saw that the ghost visage also revealed
his worry about the young girl. "That is disturbing news. If Mary had the
opportunity to say my name, as the World's Mightiest Maid I am sure she would
have been able to handle most situations. As Mary Bromfield, she would be
more vulnerable and may be in very dire straights. But don't worry. Mary
and Billy are magically connected to me through their use of my name, and
even in her mortal form, I should be able to sense
where..." But the wizard's face
showed even more concern. "... nothing. I don't feel her person anywhere
that my senses reach. And that covers the known universe and most dimensions.
I know she is not dead, I would have sensed her death. I'm sorry, my boy.
I don't have an answer for you." The ghost of the great wizard faded away.
Caprtain Marvel Junior turned away from the altar and left the tunnel. He
had put his hopes in Shazam's abilities, and now was more worried and afraid
than before. Constantly running though his mind was the question, where was
Mary?
Part
5
Several days
later, again in the magazine shop, the phone rang. Freddy prayed it was someone
with a lead to his missing friend. When he picked it up, he was startled
by Mary's voice! "Hello, Freddy. I wonder if you could meet me and help me
with something." Freddy broke in and told her how her parents and many others
had been worried so much about her disappearance. She responded, "Really.
I must have been hit by some kind of time-shift event. I thought I saw you
just hours ago at the charity event. Do you mean that was two weeks ago?
I had no idea!" Freddy was very relieved at this and said he was happy she
was ok. But she said she still needed him right away and gave him an address
in the north-western suburbs where she would be waiting for him. He promised
her he would be there in minutes. With a cry of "Captain Marvel" crippled
Freddy Freeman became the World's Mightiest Boy and streaked off through
the sky to meet Mary.
As he got
to the location she had given him he looked around for trouble. It was a
huge mansion on a 40 acre estate and no one was in sight. He guessed that
Mary was waiting in the house, and landed at the front door. When he entered
he didn't hear anything and the inside was dark, with curtains covering all
the windows. There were only a few candles lit along the hallway, and it
seemed a little creepy to him. "Mary..." he called, "...are you here?" Her
voice came back from his right, up a stairway. "Yes Freddy, come up
here."
He walked
up the stairs to another hallway and saw a doorway near the end was open.
Again he heard Mary call him. Approaching that room he saw it was dimly lit
and as he looked in, he made out a large bedroom. At a mirrored vanity, lit
by a couple of candles, he saw a brown haired woman. "Hello, Junior" was
what he heard. He relaxed a little. It was Mary's voice. He went towards
her and then the figure stood up. He stopped. She was taller than him --
Mary wasn't! He stepped back and shouted, "Who are you?"
The figure
reached back to the vanity and lifted one of the candles. She held it in
front of her face and Freddy gasped in amazement. It was
Mary! But she wasn't a petite
young lady anymore, she looked to be an adult, at least in her mid-twenties.
She was taller, her body was shaplier and she wore a strapless black gown
that hugged her waist tight. A thunderbolt design in gold sequins was fashioned
into the gown under her breasts. He could not imagine any woman he'd ever
seen was a beautiful as this version of Mary standing in front of him. He
managed to force words from his lips. "Wha... what happened to you?" The
captivating figure replied. "I encountered magic... powerful magic. It was
not malevolent, but it changed me. Matured me. Made me into as much a woman
as I could possibly be. Made me what you see here." She held up her arms
and turned a circle in front of him. "What do you think of what happened
to me?"
Junior had
not been able to take his eyes off her from the moment he'd seen her. "You
are amazing... You must be the most beautiful woman in the world!" She placed
the palm of a hand against Junior's cheek, caressing him lightly. "That's
so sweet of you, my friend." She stepped to his side and wrapped her arms
around Junior, drawing him in with a loving embrace. "I've always had deep
feelings for you, Freddy, and I am glad you feel something for
me."
Junior backed
away from her and his face reddened. "Friends... we've always been good
friends..." She followed him and again embraced him. "I know Freddy, but
I am so different now. We will become more than just
friends." Junior was stunned
and confused by her words. "What are you saying? We have to get out of here,
Mary. I don't even know who owns this house. We may be in danger
here..."
The woman
smiled at Junior and chuckled softly. "You still call me Mary. That was my
name when I was a young innocent girl. That's not really me anymore. I am
now... Mariah." She cupped her hands over her breasts, then sensually ran
her hands down along her body in the black gown. "Black... Mariah." She moved
around Freddy to his back, leaned against him and wrapped her arms around
his arms, leaning her chin on a shoulder. "You don't have to worry in this
house, Freddy. I am the owner. This is my new home. And you are very welcome
here."
Junior did
not pull away from her this time, but did stiffen in her grasp. "You own
this house. How could you afford this place? It's huge! Where did you get
the money?" Again she chuckled. "Money is no longer really important to me.
I can get it anytime I want. All I have to do is go up to a man and ask him.
No man can resist my charms."
Now Junior
broke out of her grasp. He turned and looked at her, shocked. "You get money
from... Wait. Those men the papers mentioned. They gave all their money to
a woman, then killed themselves. Oh my God... was that you? How could you
do such a thing?" She smiled into Freddy's eyes and replied. "Those men had
evil in their hearts. Their own lust made them give up anything to get me.
And when I rejected them as unworthy, they could not live with what they
were. The deaths were their own final judgements that they made upon themselves."
"But that
is the past, Freddy. I invited you here to ask you to join me in a wonderful
future. Our lives can be greater than you could have imagined." She reached
to the back of the gown and unzipped it, and then allowed it to drop to the
floor. She stood before him with only a tiny pair of black lace panties covering
a small part of her magnificent body. "Remember at Georgia's when you saw
pure, innocent Mary naked and it got you aroused? Well now I can offer you
the same body, but so much more ravishing and knowlegeble in matters of passion
and love. I saw you naked and know you are a well built, virile young stud
who has the power in you to allow us to have sessions of love-making that
would be long and exquisite. We would complete each other!"
She moved
to Freddy, who was trying to comprehend all the amazing information that
assaulted him. He looked at her and... he did want her so much. But... part
of him thought this was all so... wrong. But his confused mind reeled trying
to sort it out. "I shouldn't want to do this. It's just wrong...
somehow."
She embraced
him again and her lips met his. She kissed him passionately and he trembled
as he kissed back and his arms wrapped her body. Finally she pulled back
and went to recline provacatively on the bed. She smiled at him and asked,
"Do you love me, Freddy? Would you do anything for me?" He didn't want to
say it, but the word escaped his lips. "Yes."
He took a
step toward her, but Mary got back up, pulled on a sheer robe that had been
on the bed, and turned towards the door. "Wait, Freddy. Before we make long
passionate love, I want to show you something and I have a little job for
you." She left the room with him following close behind. They went down to
the entry hall, then down a second set of stairs to the basement. She flipped
a switch to light up a large room and Junior again was shocked by something
he never expected to see. The large room was a gymnasium, but around the
walls were straps and chains for restraining people. Tables held whips, chains
and other implements for torture and bondage. On the far wall was a listing
that he read.
MAMI
WATA
- African goddess of ethereal beauty
AMUNET - Egyptian goddess
of mystery
ZEKHMET - Egyptian warrior
goddess of blood
AVETA - Celtic goddess
of fertility
HINE-NUI-TE-PO
- Maori goddess of night and death
SUADELA - Roman goddess
of seduction and love
He looked
over at Mariah's face, puzzled at what he'd seen around the room. She smiled
at him. "You are still so pure and innocent, my boy. You will learn that
pleasure can only reach its highest levels when aided by pain. And what I
have here will be useful in other tasks." she went to a table and picked
up a cat-o-nine-tails, and swished it it her hand. "I need you to do something
for me. Would you do anything for me?" As he had responded before to that
question, he didn't want to say it again, but he uttered,
"Yes."
"Good." She
tucked the whip into the belt of her gown and turned to Freddy. She came
close to him and again wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately.
The kisses were building the passion in his body. He began to feel he would
do anything for her, without question, as he wanted to be with her more than
life itself. "Freddy," she asked, "...would you get something for me, something
I really would like to have?" Without any hesitation this time, he told her
he would. She held his body, where she felt the signs he was being excited
by her presence, and looked right into his eyes. "Would you fly to Applegate
Women's Correctional and get Georgia Sivana from her cell?" She released
her hold on him and again held the cat-o-nine-tails. "I want her here. She
did things to me... things to you.. that she has to be punished for."
Freddy's
mind again tried to rebel against his feelings for the temptress. "You can't
do that! it's... it's just wrong. Don't ask me to... you probably can get
me to do what you want, no matter how wrong it might be. I think you've gotten
me in a state that I can't stop you. But.. but Billy probably could. He's
your twin brother. You wouldn't be able to seduce him. Even the woman you
are now could not do anything against Billy!" In his weakness, Junior grasped
at this possibility. He could not stop Mariah. He had to believe the Captain
Marvel could!
Black Mariah
smiled at the young man she planned to make into her lover. "Oh, I don't
know if your champion would have been able to resist me. He might. But I
think I could have taken him down, after a long and involved stuggle of passion
and seduction. But that would have been doing things the hard way. I thought
of a much easier way to take care of Billy." She walked to the table and
picked up a small silver bell. She rang it.
A short man
in a tuxedo appeared in the doorway. Mariah spoke to him. "William, my friend
will be leaving to get something for me. He will be back very shortly. When
he gets back, I want a special snack of champagne and oysters laid out down
here to celebrate." Freddy looked
at the servent and suddenly realized... "Billy! Why are you..." Junior looked
closer at his best friend and realized Billy stood there not saying a word.
He saw there was a scar running across Billy's throat. Freddy turned to Mariah
and cried out, "What did you do?" She looked back at Junior and went "Tskk,
tskk, tskk. I told you I needed to be sure that Billy would not oppose my
wishes. I would not want to hurt my dear brother, but I went to a surgeon,
another man who would do anything for me, and asked him to operate on Billy's
throat. He is perfectly healthy and I will take very good care of him for
the rest of his life. But he is no longer capable of uttering a sound. Never
again will he say 'Shazam' and change into Captain
Marvel."
Again Junior
reeled in shock. In the back of his mind, he had thought there was a slim
chance that Mariah might say the magic word, Shazam, and change back to innocent
Mary Bromfield. But that had not worked! She knew what he was thinking. "You
were expecting 'Shazam' would change things? No, my boy. That is part of
my past. 'Shazam' meant something to the innocent young girls - Mary Marvel
and Mary Bromfield. But that word has no power over me anymore. I have a
new set of goddesses who share their power and their passions with me." She
pointed to the list on the wall. "That is the word I will never utter. I
am who I will be forever. Isn't it time for you to leave and get me what
I asked you for?"
Junior's
head dropped. He knew all was lost. He was going to be her lover and do anything
she wanted him to do. He could not stop her and he knew no man on earth could
resist her. He turned to leave, to do her bidding. And tears went down his
face.
Author's
Notes:
In going
through many of the interesting stories posted online that deal with costumed
heroines in bondage and varied forms of sexual distress, I noticed a couple
of repeating themes. First, Mary Marvel, who could be described as the nicest,
sweetest, most innocent super-heroine, was used in many of these stories
as the sexuality was bounced off her innocence. There also was a recurring
theme that I could describe as the "super-heroine turns into a ho" story
that used science, magic or Wonder Woman's lasso to take one or several young
ladies from being innocents to becoming whores. These ran through my head
as I tried to think of a story that would be different and interesting. I
decided to take Mary, and instead of turning her into a whore, use a logical
premise to make her a supreme seductress. In most of my stories good will
triumph over evil. That's just how I feel. But this is the exception. (Or
is it? Is Black Mariah evil? Hmmm.) I hope you enjoy this little tale. I
don't know if I can do a sequel for this. I can't think of a decent storyline
to follow this one, but I wonder... if men are helpless, would the other
super-heroines try to face the Black Mariah? Would the World's greatest
Seductress work her whiles on the heroines? Who would
win?
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