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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?