Mary Marvel (Shazam) - Real World Problems (End Crisis Prelude)

Okay here it is. This is a little different then my regular stuff but I am happy with it. I hope to write more about Mary. As I have said, I think she is an underserved character in our community. My main problem is I didn't follow the Shazam family as closely as I followed other comics so I find there are gaps in their history and rogues gallery that I am not sur of. The point of this story though is Mary and her innocence.

When Mary Bromfield also known as Shazam moves away from her foster family to start a new life and new school in a new city She finds herself drawn out into the problems regular mortals have to deal with. Add to that the problem of a super powered slaver running around her new city Mary finds herself in two different worlds and mindsets. 

Mary Bromfield was an orphan. She grew up in a loving foster home where she met her brothers and sisters. When her foster brother became the powerful Shazam it wasn’t too soon later that she too acquired those powers along with the rest of her foster brothers and sister. When they uttered the word of the wizard Shazam who had given them their powers they would transform into grown up versions of themselves. With incredible power as young men and women they had fought villains, gods and monsters. Like all things though change was constant and they began to grow up. Mary was now twenty two and living away from her foster family in a new city. She was studying to be a doctor and still helping to the save the world when she called on the power. Now though when she called on the word her appearance did not change much. When she was younger her face would transform as well as her height and mass into the more adult form but now as an adult she was simply induced with all the power of the wizard when she called down his name. They had been assured that as they grew and their real faces became more and more like those of their alter egos a magical shroud would surround them to keep others from noticing that they were the same people unless they themselves wanted the other to know it was them.

It was in her first month in her new city that this effect was tested for Mary when she was forced to save a fellow classmate that she had been having lunch with only moments before from walking out in front of a bus as she had her head down texting on her phone. Her friend, hadn’t even blinked an eye and thanked the heroine profusely before Mary had excused herself and changed back into her real identity.

The new city she found in herself was out of her desire to learn. Attending school she had accepted three scholarships and taken out loans and still worked two jobs just to make sure she could afford to go to school. Not to mention eat and sleep and the occasional fun (When she wasn’t doing her unofficial third job of helping to save the world).

Walking from the bus stop at the school campus Mary once more for what had to be the hundredth time that morning looked at her phone in confusion. An email from the school financial aid office asking to speak to her a the earliest.

“I wonder what is going on. It’s half way through the semester I really don’t need anything else to worry about right now” Mary muttered to herself as she navigated through the throngs of students and teachers towards the office.

Arriving at the office she found it was sparsely populated which she was happy to see. It meant she wouldn’t be waiting long. When she was finally admitted into seeing her adviser Mary had nothing but confusion and some fear about what was going on.

“Thank you fro coming so fast Mary” her advisor stated.

“No problem Ms. Wilson. What’s up?”

“There’s no real way to sugarcoat this Mary. The school is withdrawing your scholarships” Ms/ Wilson looked absolutely pained to deliver the news.

“What??!!!” Even in her worst fears Mary hadn’t thought it could be something like that.

“I’m sorry Mary I tried to stop it but it came right from the president and I think even higher then that”

“Can they even do that? Is that legal?” Mary asked forcing herself to calm down and deal with the problem at hand.

“I don’t know. It’s never happened before. I’m sure you could fight and make it public I guess but the school as armies of lawyers” Ms. Wilson looked like she wanted to stick a swod through her herself with each word.

“You are such a good and promising student I don’t know what is going on but they seemed to have targeted not just you but all women. They are taking it away from most from lower income families. They have done it with some of the boys as well I think to just cover themselves” the adviser continued on.

Mary had faced down gods but the sheer burden of the financial system was enough to bring tears to her face. The adviser reached out over the desk to take a hold of her hand.

“They are not expelling you. You are paid up till the end of the semester and can still continue your program if you can afford it without the help” This little bit of information seemed to give the advisor some sort of solace but all it did in Mary’s mind was add more insult.

“So they don’t mind teaching me if I can find my own way. If I could have done that I wouldn’t have moved away from my family” Mary had to blink back tears and took her hand away from the well meaning adviser.

“Thank you for the information. I will let you know if I can continue. Right now I need to think” Mary didn’t allow the other person to get in any other conversation before she excused herself from the room and flung herself into walking back towards the bus stop.

The normally mild mannered and non pushy Mary found herself pushing through the throngs of people back towards the bus stop. Finally annoyed by the sheer volume and amount of times she had been pushed around by people to involved in their own lives and heads down in their phones. Mary burst.

“OUT OF MY WAY!!!” Mary boomed in a voice that would have terrified Black Adam.

For a brief moment everyone in the halls raised their heads and looked at her. Mary was not a small nor tall young women standing about five foot seven inches tall. She was as many of the boys and girls in that hall would attest when they picked thier heads up and looked at her, she was easily one of the most attractive people they had ever seen. With beautiful glossy flowing brunette hair that fell to her shoulders and bangs that just curved with her face to reveal piercing and at that moment blazing green eyes. Her physique covered by a simple pair of form fitting jeans that showed her long legs and toned muscles. A pair of black boots added another inch to her height and though classic in their looks appeared aggressive in her tone and stance. A simple t shirt and long sleeve shirt over top clung to her form as well. Toned belly and arms from hours in the gym and fighting the evils of the world. The long sleeve shirt was open to reveal the shirt below had a bands icon on the chest that was stretched against her full firm young breasts. Mary never wore a bra anymore as her breasts just seemed to always be held up and the thing was so uncomfortable anyways. At the moment comfort was space to move. That instant they looked at her they parted like the red sea and allowed her out of the building and on to the campus proper.

Waiting at he bus stop was agony. Her mind reeled with the possibilities of what might happen. She would have to move back home she thought. There was no way around it. Not that she wouldn’t be happy to see everyone but it would be a failure. This was her chance to get out there and be something more then a foster kid and part of the Shazam family.

“No, I will not let this stop me” She muttered to herself. Mary began to take herself away from the bus stop into a more secluded area of the campus where she liked to sit on the grass and just compose herself when she had time. Sitting there taking in the sounds and sights she composed herself there. Taking a deep breath in she closed her eyes and allowed herself to think.

When she opened her eyes again she wasn’t sure what time it was. She looked at her watched and cursed a curse that she was sure the wizard would not be to fond of she looked out over towards the bus stop to see the bus was long since pulled out and moving away at a rate she would not be able to catch up to.

“I am going to be late….. again” Mary chastised herself. Deciding to walk to her next destination.

Her next port of call was for six hours shift working at a diner just down the street from the apartment she had been able to rent for a reasonable price. Her boss and owner of the diner Mr. Tarson was a nice old man who had been far to forgiving of her tardiness. Mary was sure any other person would have fired her long ago but every time Mary thought he would he hadn’t. He had smiled and said we were all young once and sent her on her way. Mary liked the man and genuinely didn’t want to disappoint him. Not to mention he paid above minimum wage, just barely but still above and she got to keep all the tips and though they weren’t large they were plentiful. Together with another job she had been able to piece together enough money to afford the apartment and groceries and other necessities like Netflix. Looking at her watch she knew if she hurried she wouldn’t be that late and she might even be considered on time at least for her. She picked up her pace and made her way towards the diner.

“Shut up man!!” there was a shout from nearby. Marry rounded a corner getting close to the diner and saw between two buildings two men had cornered another. One of them had him up off the ground while another was taking things out of his pocket.

“Give us all you got man. We know you’re loaded” The other shouted as he continued to go through the mans pockets. Taking out his phone and wallet and then moving to taking off the man’s jewelry.

“Its always something” Mary muttered to herself. Taking a peek around she found another place close by that was shrouded from public view.

“This shouldn’t take to long. I wont be too late” Mary muttered.

“SHAZAM!!”

Mary transformed. Since coming to the new city she had opted to go back to her white costume. With gold piping. The golden lightening symbol emblazoned on her chest. Her skirt touching two inches above her knees was a little more revealing then some would like but she liked being a little bit flirtatious in her alter ego. Golden gauntlets were on her forearms and bright white cape with golden piping flowed from her back. White boots completed the ensemble. Mary felt better in the costume and to be able to let a bit of frustration out. With a short burst of strength she jumped into the wind and landed into the alley where the two man still assaulted the other.

“Hey guys! Can’t help but notice you seem to be taking advantage of this nice man here” Mary announced her arrival in the alley. Grabbing the man who had been going through the mans pockets by the neck Mary through him into a nearby waste bin. He hit with a thud and landed with a groan. Shaking his head. With her other hand she broke the mans hold on him and pushed him away. Placing herself between the assaulted man and the two doing the assaulting.

“Go away bitch this doesn’t concern you” The other said as he stretched out his arm and looked around to his friend who was beginning to stand.

“I don’t like anyone assaulting people in alleys….. or anywhere to be honest” Mary pushed on the man again sending him into the same bin his friend was now just up on his feet from.

“Forget it man she’s one of those heroine types. It’s not worth it” The man who had been going through all of the stuff tossed everything to the ground and ran. His associate quickly followed.

The man who had been assaulted slowly regained his composure.

“Thank you young lady”

“No problem. Pay it forward and just doing my job” Thinking about her job she squealed internally knowing she was now late. She took off with a wink towards the man and went back into the air and into the other alley.

“So late. SHAZAM!” Mary transformed back into her regular self.

Emerging from the alley she noticed across the way the man was still pulling himself together and grabbing all of his items. Mary cringed at not sticking around to help with that but she knew she was late. She crossed the street and saw the man come out from the alley walking in front of her up towards her diner which was on the right. Walking past the alley she took a quick peek down there and saw that the man must have missed his wallet. It was there on the ground by the trash bin. Wuickly jogging in she grabbed it and then went back up tot he street where the man was walking up towards the diner where she worked.

“Mister!!” She cried out. Getting his attention he turned towards her and pointed towards himself.

Mary jogged up to him.

“Yes. I saw you come out from the alleyway. Is this yours” Mary presented the wallet towards him.

“Oh yes. Thank you very much” The man opened it and Mary saw the licenses did match his face and he quickly took a large selection of bills that Mary thought must have been about tho thousand dollars worth.

“Here young lady. Thank you”

“Oh no I can’t take that… certainly not that amount”

“Please I insist. I was saved by one of those superheroes and she left before I could adequately thank her”

“I appreciate it but I can’t accept that” Mary replied.

“I understand young woman. Perhaps I can buy you a coffee then as I was about to step in to this lovely diner here for a cup to regain my nerve”

“Ha, I would like that but I would be the one serving it to you. I work here” Mary sheepishly grinned as they entered the diner together.

Mary loved the smell of pancakes and bacon. Every time she came in it was a nice little reminder of home. She smiled broadly as she saw the longest tenured waitress there and all around good women Teresa smile broadly at her.

“Mary…. Somewhat on time as well” She half chided as she gave the younger woman a hug.

“Who is this man you come in with. Far to old for you”

Mary smiled and punched her friend playfully on the arm.

“A gentlemen who would like a fresh cup of coffee” Mary said. She gave the man a wink and walked towards the back to put her apron on.

“Fresh cup!!” She shouted from the back teasing Teresa.

“Wise cracker!” Teresa shouted back.

“Let’s get you sat and Mary will be with you in a moment” Teresa directed him to a booth that overlooked the street.

“What’s your name handsome?” Teresa asked while reaching across the isle to get a pot of coffee and a mug from behind the railing.

“Hassan” The man replied with grace and a little bow of the head accepting the offered mug and allowing Teresa to pour.

“You look a little frazzled though Hassan, everything okay?” Teresa asked.

“He had a run in with some of the locals” Mary answered for him as she came back into the front of the diner with her apron on and her hair up.

“Ah, friendly lot aren’t they” Teresa shook her head and moved away.

“Hassan is it?”

“Yes and you are Mary”

“That’s right. Can I get you a menu?”

“That would be lovely thank you”

Mary went and got the man a menu and started about her duties and having a chat with Teresa. Hassan could see that she disappeared into the kitchen for a bit. Through a view able slit into the kitchen he could see her talking to the cook with a concerned and serious expression on both of their faces. Finally after what seemed to be about ten minutes of constant talk Mary hugged the man before emerging from the kitchen with a sandwich Hassan had ordered. As the young woman approached the man in the both he could make out watery eyes and his interested was piqued.

“Here you go. One tuna sandwich” Mary placed it down with a delicate touch in front of him with a cheerful manner only those in the service industry would know was completely disguising turmoil beneath.

“Is everything alright?” Hassan asked.

“Of course” Mary replied in an automated way people do when they don’t wish to talk about things.

“I’ve heard that cheer and seen that smile enough in my own businesses to know you are upset. You saved me a great deal of trouble and money today and would not accept a reward. Perhaps a sympathetic ear would be acceptable?” Hassan asked.

“That’s really very nice of you but it wouldn’t be right” Mary replied.

“I own three restaurants and four clubs my dear. I know servers and I know when they are distraught. I also know that when they are distraught like everyone else they make mistakes but because of the work you do you have to maintain that happy facade. Please I beg you to just tell me” Hassan said calmy but with passion.

“……. Ugh fine.” Mary blew out a breath and her happy face disappeared and was replaced once more with the tears welling in her eyes.

“Well today hasn’t been great. I was told all my scholarships were being taken away starting next semester. Leaving me with no ability to pay tuition and to eat and have an apartment. When I came here to Mr. Tarson the owner here told me they have to cut back on expenses and will have to let me go. I just don’t have the ability to cope with it all. I need to find a new job that pays more and soon so I can stay in school” Mary almost blew out a breath in relief from gettign it all off of her chest.

“And yet you did not take any reward money”

“I shouldn’t be rewarded for doing the right thing” Mary said almost dismissively

“I respect that. You seem to be a good young woman I am sure you will find something” Hassan ventured to touch her on the shoulder in a show of support. Mary breifly touched his hand before he removed it.

“You’re not hiring are you?” Mary asked.

“Sorry what” Hassan asked.

“You mentioned you run restaurants and clubs. Need any help? Pay good?” Mary asked.

Hassan adjusted his suit and tie and looked at the young woman truly for the first time. She as young but clearly an adult and insanely beautiful.

“I am always looking for good servers at my clubs but…… no I cannot offer you a job” Hassan seemed to pale as he said it as though he couldn’t bring himself to offer her a job.

“Why not?” Mary asked.

“My clubs are…...” Hassan trailed off.

“Are what?” She asked.

“…… More adult in nature” Hassan finally replied.

“Adult?? ….. well they are clubs right. We serve alcohol here” Mary said.

“Yes we serve that as well as offer more….. exotic tastes” Hassan seemed intent on not saying much more.

“Exotic tastes……” Mary trailed off as she thought about it.

“….. oh wow HAHA you mean they are like gentlemen clubs?” Mary exclaimed.

“Yes. I didn’t wish to insult you”

“Well you’re not asking me to dance” Mary laughed.

“No, but you would make a lot of money” Hassan smiled playfully.

“I am sure they do but its not for me”

“As I thought. This is why I said I could not offer you a job”

“Well I can serve still”

“You would not be put off by the atmosphere?” Hassan asked.

“I mean serving is serving” Mary replied.

“Yes and no. Though my clientele is quite upscale when in these types of clubs some men and even women can revert to their more baser instincts. It takes a certain kind of server to put up with it”

“I’ve learned how to deal with handsy people here and you have seen the locals around here. I think I can handle it” Mary remarked with no show of pride but a show of strength and maturity that impressed Hassan.

“There is one club I could use a server at. The pay is very good and you get to keep all the tips” Hassan offered.

“How good?”

“I start all my servers there at twenty an hour”

“Wow!!! that’s amazing plus tips?”

“Yes a girl there can usually bring home about two hundred a night in tips. More on the busier days”

“At that rate I could afford to go to school” Mary exclaimed.

“I would be happy to help. There is maybe one major final thing you should know about with this club”

“What is it” She eyed the man now with a fresh set of eyes that were equal parts interrogating and hopeful.

“The dress code is rather unique”

“I told you I am not dancing” Mary wither she knew it or not crossed her arms about herself and eyed the man suspiciously now.

“Oh no no no, but you see it’s a themed club”

“A themed nudity bar?” Mary asked.

“Yes”

“How so?”

“It would be easier to show you” Hassan ventured.

Mary took a look at the man she had saved in the alley and now who sat in the booth before her and thought he seemed a decent and truthful person.

“That sounds fair” She said.

“When you are finished your shift here….” The man reched into his jacket and tried to find something or another.

“….. of course everythign is dishelved. I don’t have any of my business cards. Do you have a pen and paper I will give you an address. Come by at anytime I will be there all night and I am sure we will be open long after you are done here” Hassan gratefully accepted a pen and paper from Mary and wrote down an address for her. It wasn’t too far away but Mary was quite sure there was no club there.

“Are you sure this is the right address? I think I know that area and I don’t know of a club being there”

“We don’t advertise but we are there. I will attach my phone number in case you run into some problems” Hassan wrote his number down on the paper for Mary.

“Thank you. I will see you tonight”

“I look forward to it” Hassan took a bite of his sandwich and winced.

“Ha, yeah and that’s one of the reasons why we need to cut back here” Mary laughed. Hassan smiled a the gorgeous young waitress before him and asked for the cheque. A coffee and a sandwich and he placed a hundred dollar bill down and would not take no for an answer to leave it all for her. Finally with a smile and a slight nod of her head she accepted his gracious gratuity and allowed him up from the booth.

Walking out of the diner he turned briefly back towards her.

“You might need a password at the door. I’m not sure what we are using tonight but the master password is ‘lionheart’ so use that if Mikey or Terry give you a problem at the door” Hassan relied the info to her as he walked out the door.

“Thank you!” Mary called through the glass windows.

The rest of the shift went by without much more happening and Mary found herself both anxious and a little worried about walking into such a place let alone to even wok at a strip club but desperate times called for desperate measures she kept saying. All the while she kept telling herself it’s no different it’s just the scenery changed and it’s not like she is getting up on stage and dancing. Mary was no prude but nor was she overly experienced in the realm of sex. She had had a couple of romantic daliances since coming to the city and back in high school one or two boys had managed to be charming enough to get some time with her. Sex was not to be shunned she thought. In her mind it was just wise to be cautious with everything and the pleasures of the flesh were no different.

Coming up to the address that Hassan had given her she was quite sure it was wrong because the building was exactly as she remembered it to be. An old textile warehouse with an iron fence older then the century surrounding it. A gorgeous example she thought of historical architecture, it was a brick building about four stories high. The brick shined though as if recently refurbished. The old dark windows still hung from each level but there was a freshness about them as well. Mary followed the fence around the building to large Iron gates that seemed to be right out of a Gothic picture. A beautifully maintain garden bed on each side of the gate both before and after gave the building a certain life like quality Mary found appealing. A path through the gates stopped at the main entrance. Stood in black suits were two very large men that seemed to actually blend against he building and Mary was sure if she wasn’t actually searching for anything she would have missed them. Assuming these were Mikey and Terry Mary crushed underneath the gates and headed towards them and the front door.

“That’s far enough girly” A gruff voice emanated from the one on her left as Mary approached.

“Special guests only” the one on her right continued in no less a gruff voice. The two of them together were imposing specimens. Mary had of course dealt with far larger but these two for an average human would evoke a certain degree of fear.

“I was invited for a job interview” Mary announced with no inch of fear in her voice.

“Password” The one on her left demanded.

“Lionheat” Mary immediately replied.

“Correct. Please follow me Miss” After the password had been given their demeanure changed to welcoming suitors and soon they both flashed genuinely happy smiles at the young women as they opened the doors for her and the one on her right followed her through.

Mary entered into a large open foray. Directly in front of her about fifteen feet away as a large stair case that seemed to go up the entire height of the building winding in a majestic swirl between each floor. At the base of the stairs were four similairly large men like Mikey and Terry guarding. Presumably to make sure no one who wasn’t supposed to be using that staircase didn’t. It was easily wide enough to accommodate four large men standing in front of it and allow for elbow room. Golden railings and beautiful purple carpet decorated it and from her vantage point she could see that the railings had some intricate carvings in them. To her left she saw two very large side by side doors that were carved from oak. Easily about ten feet high the doors must weigh a ton she thought. Currently closed and again guarded by two well built men. Behind the stair case she could see it led down into what appeared to be some sort of large scale ball room. To her right was a check desk which she was shown to by the now nice security guard from the front door.

“Good evening” A voice from behind the desk said. Mary couldn’t see anythign but the voice was definatly female. From behind the desk she could hear some rummaging around and then a head appeared from out from behind the desk. A women in her early thirties with long black hair and piercing blue eyes smiled at her.

“My name is Georgia”

“Hi Georgia. My name is Mary I am here to see Hassan”

“Of course of course. Master Hassan let me know you would be arriving late tonight. He is currently in his study I believe. I can summon an escort for you” Georigia smiled a she fumbled with a tablet behind the desk.

“Shouldn’t be a moment” Georgia announced after messing with the tablet.

“Thank you” Mary replied.

She was right. Within moments a man appeared from the stair case. No less imposing then any of the other security guards he seemed to at least have a more fun personality as he smiled the whole way down and nodded at his fellow guards as he went passed them. This was a tall man more then large but Mary could tell from the way he moved and the physique behind his jet black suit that he was trained to fight and more then willing to give an example. This was a dangerous man Mary thought and then immediately reminded herself that in a business such as this they would need all the training and security they could afford. Not to mention he maybe a threat but Mary could toss him aside with a flick of a finger if she so choose anyways.

“Greeetings Miss Mary. My name is John I will take you up to see Master Hassan”

“Pleased to meet you John. Led the way”

Mary gave a slight nod and wink to Georgia in acknowledgment for her help and to the other security guard who was now making his way back to the front door with a an equal smile and nod from him as well. At least they are friendly she mused to herself as she allowed herself to be led up the staircase to the second floor.

John moved quickly but not fast. Mary found herself wanting to take it all in but found she had to keep pace with the man. Once on the second floor, Mary did notice that though the floor was open to the ground and surrounded by beautiful black iron railings like the fence outside the rest of it was close off. There was one large double door like the first floor but the height of the floor wouldn’t allow for a ten foot large door. This was more like seven or eight she thought. John reached down and took a beautiful golden doorknob that seemed to stand out from the door like a beacon in his hand and turned it. He ushered the door open and gestured for her to follow him through. Mary walked into the room and found herself once again in an open foray with doors all around her. She counted at least five doors before she was led to a rather different door directly in front of her that was the same oak wood as the other main doors she guessed now. John opened the door and stood with his hand on the doorknob once more gesturing for her to proceed through in front of her. When she walked through and saw Hassan sat at a large oak desk she turned to see John giving her a sweet smile and closing the door leaving Mary alone with Hassan.

“Mary!” Hassan announced as he took his eyes from a tablet in front of him. He rose to his feet and came around the desk to stand before her.

“This is quite some place and all I have seen are doors and security guards” Mary laughed.

“Yes security is quite high. Like I said this is an up scale establishment and those who can afford it prefer to have their privacy kept”

“I can certainly understand that” Mary agreed.

“Come come here” He led her to a pair of seats in front of the desk an motioned for her to sit. He took up a position in front of her and sat on the desk.

“How was your shift?”

“Oh no problems” Mary answered.

“Good to hear. Well you are here to see the uniform and I hope you are okay with it” Hassan lept from the desk and went to a side wall and pushed a concealed button. From it a concealed wardrobe opened up. In it Mary could see many suits for him and then in another section she saw a selection of what she would call cosplay like costumes. Costumes her friends wore, she spotted Supergirls famous s shield and even her own red suit that she had so often worn and right next to it as she focused more was a version of her white suit. There was Batgirl and wonder woman and all sorts of heroines costumes. Hassan paid them no mind as he went by them.

“Ummm why all the heroine costumes?” Mary asked suspicously.

“Hmm?? oh!….. I am sure that looks most odd” Hassan stopped his looking through the wardrobe.

“Every couple of weeks we have a Superheroine themed night. It’s rather boorish but it’s quite popular. The girls love it because they get to feel even more powerful for a night and the patrons love it….. well I think for obvious reasons I wont spell out in fear of being indelicate”

“HAHA for a gentlemen club owner you seem to always want to talk around the subject”

“Ha! Of course it is not so widely accepted in the public view and often scorned upon”

“Servers aren’t expected to play dress up are they” Mary asked in reference to the heroines costumes.

“Oh no not at all. Only the dancers” Hassan answered, resuming his search for he servers uniform. With an exhale of exclamation he took a hanger off of the wardrobe and turned it so that Mary could see.

Mary took it all in at once and her first thought was NO!. It was nothing short of every fantasy driven harem scenes version of a harem dress. A short purple halter top fitted with white piping around it and purple fringe hanging below that would not even make it to her naval. A purple sash and harem pants. While the pantie portion of the pants like the halter were not see thru the legs were. The purple was lighter and adorned with reflective items that sparkled in the light. With an elastic around the ankles they would be comfortable at least. Hanging from the top of the hanger was a purple veil and headscarf that would show her eyes and nothing more. As her mind calmed down she realized it was less revealing then a bikini but the fantasy that it would evoke in peoples minds was powerful.

‘What do you think?” Hassan asked as he took it and placed it on the large desk. Close at hand so that Mary could run her fingers through it. The material was so silky and smooth and beautiful to touch Mary luxuriated in it. The costume itself must be worth a fortune she thought.

“It’s not at all what I was expecting” Mary answered truthfully.

“No. I assume not, more hooters and less Arabian nights I would guess” Hassan jokingly replied.

“Ha, exactly” Mary ran her fingers through the fabric just enjoying the touch of it on her skin.

“It fits with the theme of the club”

“Oh you mentioned that”

“Yes. Here let me show you” Hassan walked around the desk and took a hold of his tablet and touched a view things and suddenly behind him a giant screen flared to life where Mary thought it was a large window looking out onto the street. On the screen Mary saw for the first time what she assumed was the club. White columns with marble tops and sand blasted rock. There seemed to be three bars with the main one being at the back of the club adn two more closer to the stages. Of which there were five with one clearly being the main stage. All around Mary saw hundreds of patrons. How that was possible when outside the place seemed abandoned. On the large screen it was easy to spot the servers. They were all dressed in the purple costume. Though not all had veils on and some had other things on as well.

“So we can choose to wear the veil and even customize the uniform a bit?” Mary asked.

“Yes and no” Hassan left the screen on and went back to sit on the desk directly next to where Mary was still standing now running her hands through the costume.

“Girls without veils are performers. They will at some point during the night if they haven’t already be up on stage.

Hassan who had the tablet now in his hand zoomed in on a server who had no veil. Mary had to admit whoever it was, was beautiful and the costume seemed to hug her curves and accentuate her sexuality that made her even more beautiful.

“This is Shauna. A lovely girl who is one of our most popular performers” Hassan gave context and then moved to zoom in on another girl.

“This is Denise” Hassan stopped and allowed Mary to take in the image. Denise was in the same purple costume as Shauna but with the veil on.

“So she is not a performer?” Mary asked.

“Correct though there is a caveat to that. I’ll tell you after I show you the third and final type of server” Hassan zoomed in on another server. This one again was in the same outfit with the veil on but she also had something around her wrists and neck and when she stepped out into an area Mary could see there was something around her ankles.

“What’s that. That she’s wearing?

Hassan took a deep breath and answered.

“Cuffs and a collar” He answered silently but with passion.

“What??!” Mary asked.

“You see there is a hierarchy here. Performers can leave the veil off because they will be showing more anyways and it lets the patrons know from whom they can request a private dance from. Those servers with the veil on but not the cuffs and collar, patrons can request for them to do a private dance but it is up to the servers to decide if they wish to. Those servers with the cuffs and collar on are servers. They cannot be approached for anything more then drinks and food. If they are approached for anything else and they report it the patron will be immediately thrown out. The safety of every girl in my employ is paramount”

“It makes sense” Mary agreed.

“I am glad you feel that way. Some have asked to depart right away after that reveal”

“I can see why” Mary answered. Unnerved herself at the thought of the cuffs and collar. She had far too many time found herself restrained especially when she was first starting out as a superheroine but it was a strange logic to the setup that seemed to work within the theme the club had chosen. When she thought about it a little deeper she know understood why he wanted to show her it all so that he could place some context on it all without being shown out the door of the diner.

“Would you like to see them?” Hassan offered.

“Sure” Mary replied without thinking really.

Hassan went back tot eh wardrobe which was still open. Mary still thought it weird that this was all in his office.

“Hassan why are all the costumes here?”

“Hmmm? Oh, no these are prototypes. Terrible craftsmanship but they give me an idea as to what to expect. The real uniforms are in the dressing rooms. Which by the way every girl has their own. It’s like their own locker with only one key they are provided”

He rummaged around in a corner of the wardorbe for a moment and then came out with a case. It was large and when he put it down on the desk a bit of dust escaped from the top.

“Sorry, it’s been awhile since I got it out to show” Hassan apologized and opened the case.

Inside there was four cuffs. Two larger for the ankles and two smaller for the wrists and a collar. All gleamed a polished black. Mary looked to Hassan to ask if she could pick one up. He nodded his ascent and Mary picked up the collar. She was expecting it to be heavy but it was not. It looked like iron but it was in fact a fabric with a Velcro backing. There were no locks or anything of the sort. Mary laughed.

“Just props” Mary laughed.

“Of course. You think I would have you sling trays with iron around your ankles, wrists and neck”

“Well if you wanted authentic servant girls serving you would” Mary teased.

“Ha, you are of course right. I'll take that under advisement. Perhaps tell the girls a smart mouthed young lady convinced me to go more authentic” Hassan teased right back.

“HAHA yes I’m sure they would love that”

“They look real enough though” Mary continued.

“Yes I tried my best to mimic the real look while maintaining the lightness and easy portability of a fabric”

“Well done” Mary was happy to say.

“Would you care to try the whole ensemble on? Or would you prefer to say thank you and be on your way” Hassan offered.

Mary thought about it for a moment. The money was good and after her initial shock she had to admit the costume wasn’t entirely revealing. The owner and the people at the club seemed to be nice people and beyond everything else everything seemed to be clean and respectable.

“I’ll try it all on and see”

“Fantastic” Hassan replied.

Hassan led Mary back out the door she had come in. She found John was in the foray. Hassan nodded to him in greeting and Mary as well before she was led through a different door into a small change room. He pushed a button and a small closet emerged with just the servant uniform and on the floor a pair of silken looking booties and a case that Mary assumed at the cuffs and collar in it.

“Take your time. I will instruct John to leave so that he may not see you if you are uncomfortable. If you put it all on and don’t like it. Feel free to put your regular clothes back on and come see me. If you would like to model for me though I would be grateful and will be in my office”

“I’ll be in shortly” Mary replied. Hassan smiled and closed the door behind him. Mary could hear him talking to John for a moment before she heard two doors opening and closing.

Hanging in the wardrobe were a couple of different sizes of the costume. Mary picked one out in a size she often picked at most store and began to disrobe. Marvelling at the texture of the costume. Hassan was right the real ones were even more comfortable and exquisite to touch. Never wearing a bra anymore really saved her a bit of time. After her two shirts were off she quickly unfastened her pants, took off her socks and boots and stood in the change room in only her panties. For a brief moment she wondered if there was a lock on the door. Taking the harem pants in her hands she pulled them up over her right foot and then her left and up to her hips. The cut of the pants was shorter and smaller in her crotch area then her panties which were now visible behind the sheer parts that showed her legs.

“Guess I can’t wear those” Mary laughed. Reaching down and tugging at her own panties. The harem pants were off quickly and she took down her own panties. Now naked in the room she was acutely aware when she looked at the door there was no lock. Looking down at herself she noticed that while she did normally keep herself groomed down there she was looking a little out of sorts. The harem pants were pulled up and she was thankful that though her pubic hair that was a little wild it was not to be seen under the pants. Taking the elastic ends she placed them just above her ankles and was actually happy at the fit. The pants were baggy at the hips and tampered down to her ankles. Her legs and hips fully visible through the sheer pants. Still keenly aware there was no lock on the door she took the halter top and put it on. The fringe stayed an inch above her naval as she thought. The top pushed her breasts which were a good sized thirty four ‘c’ up and exposed a decent amount of cleavage. Mary wasn’t sure she liked that so she looked at the rack and took the halter top from the next size up and took off the current one. She put that top on and felt as if her breasts were swimming and unruly.

“Guess I’ll deal with the cleavage” Mary remarked to herself putting the original top on.

The veil and the sash went on quickly. Next was the restraints. Opening the case she took a hold of the faux restraints. First thing she noticed was these were lighter then the ones she had seen in Hassan’s office. The fabric was somehow again even nicer to touch. They gleamed in the light and gave every indication that they were iron but the locks were just Velcro. Opening up the ones for her ankles she slapped them around her ankles and then around her wrists. The collar seemed more symbolic then anything to put on. It felt submissive and wrong but it was apart of the costume. She pulled the collar around her neck and fastened the Velcro. There was a small three-quarter mirror in the room that Mary turned to to make suere she looked alright. To her she looked every bit the fantasy of a harem girl. But with it all on she actually didn’t feel at all vulnerable or sowing off too much skin.

“This is kinda hot” Mary remarked to herself as she gathered her clothes into a stack and left them on the changing bench. She exited the change room and entered the foray. Easily she could find Hassan’s office door and with a gentle knock she went in.

Hassan sat on the edge of his desk as he was doing when he was talking to her. On the desk he seemed to be examining something. Mary approached and noticed it was her white Shazam outfit that she had seen in the wardrobe earlier. The club owner turned to face her and his face flushed red with embarrassment.

“Oh Mary you look absolutely fantastic. Forgive me for leering over this costume. It was this Shazam woman who saved me just before you arrived today. I find myself thinking of her over and over again”

“Only natural I guess Hassan. She did save you after all” Mary tried to steer the subject away from her alter ego.

“She was stunning but I dare say not as much as you are at this moment Mary. I do hope you are not uncomfortable in the uniform?”

Mary laughed and shook her head.

“No, not at all. It’s quite fine and feels so good to be on”

“And the restraints?”

“So light I barely notice…. But the collar is going to take some getting used to”

“Does that mean you would like to come work here”

“I’d love to Hassan”

“Fantastic!. With your beauty and personality you will do well here”

“When can I start?” Mary asked

“Tomorrow. I’ll get Georgia to show you where the staff entrance is and ge you a security badge so the guards don’t give you too much of a hard time”

Mary gave him a hug and thanked him over and over again as he led her back down to the first floor after she got changed.

“Georgia, Mary here is a new server. She will be starting tomorrow night if you could get her on the schedule please and also educate her on the code of conduct and what not” Hassan winked at the young women.

“See you tomorrow Mary” Hassan allowed Mary to give him one last hug and departed back upstairs.

“You must be something dear. Master Hassan doesn’t really do interviews anymore” Georgia said as she stepped out from behind the desk to shake Mary’s hand.

“Oh thanks…. I just kind of helped him out today that’s all” Mary sheepishly said.

“I am sure you did honey. Let me help you out” The Front attentedant went back behind her desk and pressed a button. While also grabbing a purple jacket. As she was putting the jacket on another women in a black pant suit approaached also wearing a purple jacket.

“Angela I have to show the new girl around can you man the fort here?” Georgia asked the new arrival.

“Sure no problem” Angela flashed a nice smile at both Georgia and Mary.

“Excellent!, follow me Mary” Georgia took a hold of her and led her past the staircase. Into the larger area in behind the staircase. Mary saw it was not formally a ball room though it could be used for that it seemed to be more of an open space that could be used for most of anything. On either side there was a large stage with doors on the outer side of the stages that led somewhere. In front of them was a series of large windows that went from bottom to roof. It seemed a great portion of them could open up into what looked like a large backyard. In the darkness of the light Mary could not see much but she imagined it to be rather small with them still in the city but the darkness of it all led her to believe it might be larger then she might think. Georgia led Mary to the stage to the left of them and directly to the door at the side. Above it read a sign that said staff only. There was a keycard pad that Georgia used a keycard on to open the door. As they walked through the door Mary was assaulted with her senses. Music boomed out and thumped all around her, it wasn’t loud but it was a complete change from the calmness and professional manner she had just been in. There was a smell of booze and smoke and even salt water in the air. But all she saw was a hallway with a couple of doors on either side and a door at the end.

“Yeah takes some getting used to” Georgia smiled.

“Just quite a change. Good sound proofing”

“Ha yeah I am thankful I work elsewhere now”

“You started as a server?” Mary asked.

“Yes”

“So there are other positions available?”

“There are other positions but they aren’t available at the moment” Georgia replied.

“Ah I see”

“So Mary what brings you here?”

“Money” Mary laughed.

“Of course but if you wanted the most then you would be dancing. From the looks of you, you may be the biggest attraction we have”

“Thanks I think…… but I couldn’t do that. I have experience serving so I think I’ll be more comfortable”

Georgia shrugged her shoulders.

“Your choice of course honey”

“Did you dance?” Mary asked.

“Why, see something you like?” Georgia flashed her smile teasingly.

Mary laughed.

“You are quite beautiful but I like guys”

Georgia laughed and shrugged her shoulders.

“That’s a shame…...” She stopped and laughed. “No I did not dance on stage. I’ll admit I did a couple of private dances for some” Georgia admitted.

They reached the end of the hallway and again there was another keypad that Georgia had to scan to get through. They entered into a large changing room were there was various women all in various stages of dress. The suddn change in enviroment again was enough to unsettle Mary for a brief moment. That moment though was caught by Georgia.

“If you can’t get used to this my dear you wont stand a chance out there” Georgia warned.

“Oh it’s no problem it was just a bit of a shock. This place is so much bigger then it appears”

Georgia led her to the right after coming through into the room and Mary noticed at the back directly in front of them was a whole set of changing room s that girls were coming in and out of”

“Oh hey Georgia” A girl called as she walked by.

“Stacey” Georgia replied without missing a beat.

Led towards the chagning rooms Mary was taken almost right to the back. She noticed the rooms were small but big enough to move around in and when some of the doors opened she saw that there were lockers and closet rods.

“Here we go. An open change room. This will be yours Mary” Georgia stopped in front of a change room with a door open. Mary wasn’t sure how it all worked because she didn’t see any locks and wondered how girls especially those who danced and stripped would carry keys with them all the time to get back in.

“It’s a hand print locking system” Georgia said as she placed her hand next to a small looking pad that was next to the doorknob.

“This room isn’t registered to anyone at the moment so we will register it to you. These rooms are as safe as a bank you could leave anything in there. There is no recording of what goes on in there so it is completely your own place. You’ll find they are soundproofed as well. Some of the girls love to blare some music to get them up for the work. You can do anything you want in there. We do have the ability to override to get in but will only do so in emergencies. Only I and Master Hassan have that ability”

“Wow, I was expecting like a stall”

“No honey we like to take care of the girls here. Place your hand on the pad here and hold until the light goes green then red and back to green again”

Mary did as instructed and watched as the pad recorded her imprint. After it went green again Mary removed her hand and Georgia closed the door.

“Lets see if it took it. Place your hand on the pad to unlock”

Again Mary placed her hand on the pad and it unlocked and the door opened a couple of inches to allow entry.

“Marvelous. Now follow me in”

With the two of them in the room it was a little cramped but still not overly so Mary thought. Currently there was nothing in there except a light, clock, closet rod and locker.

“The locker should now be set to your hand print as well. Please try” Georgia asked.

Placing her hand on a similar pad that was on the locker the pad went green and opened her locker up.

“Great. So this is your area to prepare. We prefer our girls to arrive a half hour before their shift begins but as long as you are here when the shift begins you are fine….. even if you are late you are fine to be honest but I have to say that. Master Hassan doesn’t care about tardiness in the servers he just cares if they show up”

inwardly Mary exclaimed in delight. A free pass it as not to show up late all the time but it was a big relief off of her mind to know it wouldn’t do her in.

“That’s great to know. I’ve been known to be a little late every now and then to be honest”

“Hmmmmm somehow I wouldn’t have guessed that. You seem to be someone I would expect to be almost precise in their timing and responsibilities” Georgia mused aloud for the both of them.

“Oh I try to be, but life happens you know and I try not to think to harshly about it”

“Indeed” Georgia replied.

“I assume you tried on the uniform for Master Hassan” Georgia continued.

“Yes I did” Mary happily replied.

“Good, which version will you be wearing?”

“The one with the cuffs and collar” Mary almost sheepishly replied.

“That does not surprise me but as I said you could do so much more here, but whatever you are comfortable with my dear”

“Thank you”

“On your way out I will get your size and it will be here tomorrow for you” Georgia turned to exit the change room and Mary followed.

“Thank you”

“Not at all a problem. Make sure the door is closed behind you” Georgia said over her shoulder.

Mary made sure and then followed.

“Tomorrow I’ll have someone for you to shadow to get used to the inner workings. You said you have served before correct?…..” Georiga asked

“That’s right in a diner”

“…. a diner. Well I am sure you will find the pace here a little more aggressive but I would imagine you have become quite good at protecting yourself working in such a place. Here is no different. Men are men anywhere the only difference is here when they are drinking or have had to much they may become a little more handsy then you are used to. Deal with them as you know best with words or actions. Again safety is paramount here. All our patrons are members and must agree to a code of conduct before they even come in here. If you feel the need to push someone away or tell someone off please do…..” Georgia talked as she walked back to the door they had come through.

“…. We encourage it in all the girls so that everyone feels more empowered and it can give quite a show on the floor as well” Georgia turned over her should to look at Mary and had a large smile on her face.

“…. sometimes that is more fun then what is going on, on the stage” Georgia laughed.

“I’m glad to know that I can defend myself for sure” Mary replied with a smile.

“If you don’t feel you can and you might for the first little while. Tell another girl or tell one of the many guards on the floor. They are there for your protection first and foremost and believe me dear they delight in being able to hand out some justice to our members from time to time”

They exited back in the hallway and were soon back out into the huge room behind the staircase. Georgia didn’t miss a beat as she walked clear across towards the other stage and the other door. Opening that with her hand print again they were into a hallway that looked exactly like the other one. Again they went to the door at the end of the corridor and through. On the other end of the door was a moderately sized room It had a few couches. A bar that was currently staffed but no-one sat at the bar. Some tables and some chairs for. Beyond Georgia and Mary and the bartender there was no one.

“Emilio!” Georgia announced as they entered.

“Georgia!, what can I get you?” the bartender announced.

“Oh nothing right now sweetie….. this is Mary. She is starting as a server tomorrow”

“Good evening Ms Mary” Emilio tilted a non existent cap towards her. Georgia flashed him a smile.

“Hello Emilio. It’s just Mary though” Mary smiled and reached out to shake the mans hand. He took it with a firm grip and a large smile.

“Oh no Ms. Mary you are far to beautiful to work here” Emilio laughed. They both smiled and released their grips.

“Emilio here is kind of the doorman for the girls. This door here...” Georgia pointed to a far door. “…. that is the servant entrance. I’ll take you out through it in a second, but I want you to meet Emilo. He’s not just the kind bartender. He’s our lookout. Because of the times we operate and lets face it, it’s not a great part of town Emilio here is also head of security. So when you come in and if you don’t quite feel right. Like someone has been following you or even some of the members will wait for girls they like and harass them…. Sometimes…. not very often. Emilio and his men, there are four of them on the other side of the door usually. They will take care of it.”

“That’s right Ms. Mary. Anytime of the day or night if you feel you have a problem. Come see me in my office here….” Emilio opened his arms wide to encompass the whole room. “…. Even if you aren’t working that day. You got a problem, you come find me.” Emilo smiled a genuine large and approachable smile that Mary couldn’t help but giggle at. If they only knew what she could do they wouldn’t be putting on such a show about her safety.

“Not many peoples office is a bar Mister Emilio” Mary decided to throw his hospitality back at him.

He smiled that wide smile again.

“I like it this way Ms. Mary. Plus some of the girls they just don’t want to walk or wait for buses. Those who don’t have cars anyways. Here they can wait in my lounge while I arrange a drive for them and sometimes they can just cool down here for a bit. I don’t mind one bit. The scenery after all is quite beautiful” Emilio grinned and then smiled.

“Don’t frighten the young girl” Georgia mocked

“Oh I don’t think she can be friegtened that easily” Emilio’s joking behaviour stopped in an instant as he actually evaulated Mary.

“No I think Ms. Mary here is quite comfortable in defending herself… am I right?” Emilio asked in all seriousness.

“That is quite right” Mary announced strongly.

“Interesting….. Emilio can often see these things” Georgia mused.

“That’s right I can. You appear ever part the chaste and innocent young women you are and while I don’t doubt that. I think those same qualities have led you to having to defend yourself more then once. Am I right?” Emilio asked.

“That is certainly quite right” Mary agreed.

“Even so Emilio as the head of security can deal with other issues or you as well” Georgia announced.

“That is right Ms. Mary. You need something you come see me. Even if you don’t need anything you come see me. Have a drink. It can get quite boring in here sometimes” Emilio winked as Georgia and Mary laughed.

“Come Mary let me show you outside” Georgia took her away from a smiling Emilio.

Opening up the door it opened into a very small corridor were there was a clear door to the outside. Walking through that four guards were indeed around the door. They each greeted Georgia and Mary with a grunt and a smile.

“Boys this is Mary she is a new server and will be here tomorrow night. Please don’t give her a hard time but I will be setting her up with an identity card anyways Okay” Georgia seemed exaparted to even had to talk to them.

“No problem” they seemed to answer in unison. Mary again was taken aback by the sheer size of these men and how they moved. All of them were trained and would surely make better money elsewhere for their training. Emilio himself moved with a grace and predatory gaunt that Mary had seen in only the most highly skilled solders.

“Good enough” Georgia agreed and soon she had opened the door and was heading back inside.

The rest of the tour was uneventful with Georgia mentioning that she didn’t want to take her into the club proper tonight because it as far too busy and it would be best for her to learn another time. Tomorrow evening she would come and would have a few hours she was told to get adjusted to everything before it got too busy. Mary had her picture taken and a pass card printed for access to the club. By the time the whole thing was over the soon was beginning to shine and Mary had classes to get to in the mourning. She thanked everyone. Went home and got an hours sleep before going to class the next day.

Classes were a chore with barely any sleep and also still with the lingering threat of maybe not being able to attend next semester Mary felt her mind wonder to the new job. If it didn’t work out she wasn’t sure what to do. There was also something in the back of her mind trying to tell her something but she wasn't sure what it was. It could be that she was beginning to feel attracted to the kind hearted man who she had rescued and then in turn seems to have rescued her from her financial problems. He was older sure but not overly so and there was a certain mysterious nature about him that he seemed to cloud with a general kind way. Her thoughts drifited and soon classes were over. It was just an hour before noon and she needed some food and some sleep to prepare for an interesting night. Coming out of the lecture halls and out into the campus Mary made her way to the bus stop to make her way home.

Getting off the bus she found herself alone on the street at midday which was not uncommon but not exactly a welcoming sign she thought to herself. Her apartment was just a short walk up from the stop and she began to make the distance.

“HELP!!!!” A woman called from somewhere. Mary’s attention immediately shifted and she became alert trying to pinpoint the location of the scream. She could hear something going on but couldn’t pick it up over the sound of the bus pulling away and a couple cars passing by.

“HELP!!!” the scream again, this time it was closer and it seemed to echo. An alley, again Mary thought and looked around her.

There in an alley just up and across the street she could see something going on. Mary rushed to the scene and found two hooded men in black leather an a parked van in the alley. They were assaulting a women. A tall Nordic looking women with long blonde hair and blue eyes that sparkled in fear and rage. The two vagrants had her pushed up against the building. One holding her hands while another held her feet. They were trying to get restraints on the poor woman. They were iron shackles not unlike what her new uniform was supposed to look like. These appeared to be heavy though as the two men struggled to keep her under control and deal with them. Mary peeked in a for a moment longer to make sure she wasn’t missing anything.

“SHAZAM!” Mary uttered her magic word and in an instant the lightening dropped and transformed her into her alter ego.

Stepping out from the street and into the alley mary used her her super speed to shove the two assailants away from the women. They had managed to attach one restraint to one wrist and one to an ankle but Mary bent down and with the strength of Hercules she broke them off the women with ease.

“Shit it’s that lightening woman or whatever” one fo the thugs said standing up from the ground.

Mary sighed to herself. Really have to figure this whole name thing out since that other company won she thought.

“You can get away now” Mary told the women who nodded in fear and gathered her things and ran out from the alley.

“Hey that was a big score for us” shouted the other thug who had also regained his footing.

“Time for a new line of work fellows” Mary announced.

“Time for you to take her place” The two thugs actually wanted to capture her Mary thought.

“Her place for what?” Mary asked.

“There’s a big auction coming up and she was going to be our star item. Now you will be our super star item” One of the thugs announced quite boldy.

The other one next to him stopped looking at Mary for a moment and shoved his fellw criminal.

“What you doing telling her that?” he whined.

“What she doesn’t know” The other who had stated about an auction said.

“She does now” the other said.

Mary laughed and couldn’t help but let her guard down for a moment as the two bickered between each other while she stood in front of them.

“Oh…. Sorry” the one who had told her about the auction said suitably chastised by the other.

“So you have been abducting women for sale?” Mary asked.

“That’s right bitch and you are our retirement plan now” the other one who had not want the information to spilled said.

“Boys….” Just as she was about to address them the back of the van opened. There was another leather clad man in there and he was holding a large gun. Far to large and far to alien to be anything of the street. Before Mary could react he was firing a large bolt of lightening at her. It hit her square in the chest and backed her up a couple of paces.

“UGGHHHH” Mary squealed while wincing. Her hands came up to her chest and found a scorch mark just to the left of her famous lightening bolt. More alarmingly there was a tear in her costume that was only slight. Something so powerful should not be in the hands of common thugs she thought. Regaining her senses that she had only lost for a moment Mary prepared to charge the new attacker. A lightening bolt sailed through the air from the gun once more and hit her in the shoulder. She cried in agony and dropped to one knee. Another scorch mark and another slight tare in her costume.

“I happen to like this new costume” She grunted as she pulled herself to her feet and charged. This time she caught the three of them while the gun seemed to be in some sort of recharging mode.

“I told you this thing was worth….” the thug in the van never finished the sentence. With a force she rarely used on humans Mary punched him in the guty and laid him out sprawled over the gun in the van. The other two tried to turn to face her as she was now behind them but they were mortals and she was super powered and super pissed. She knocked their two heads together like an old comic routine and watched them crumble to the ground. The man in the van stirred a little but didn’t seem to be up to much of anything while Mary took the two original thugs and tied them up with some wire she found nearby.

“I agree it is a spectacular costume. Makes you stand out against the other ones in your family” A voice called from over head. Mary looked up, hovering in mid air over the van was a new man. He too was dressed in all black leather but his mask was not a generic one the other three thugs used and clearly this man was super powered. His mask was red with what appeared to be four eyes on it and no nose or mouth.

Mary hadn’t had an encounter with a super villain in this city since she arrived and was beginning to think she may have lucked out.

“I don’t believe we have met” Mary calmy stated as she brought herself into a hovering position next to the man.

“My name is Amouris. I provided those idiots with that gun down there” Mary was sure if she could see a smile on the man she would have but the masked blocked it. His voice dripped with mirth and venom.

“Why would you do such a stupid thing. They are clearly not able to handle it”

“I did it for this very purpose. You see since you arrived in this city you have been mildly iritating my businesses and I knew eventually you would stumble upon this venture of mine. When you did I needed to be alerted. So every group of slavers I have through this town has this weapon. Whenever it used I am notified immediately and thus can come and have a talk with you”

“Well as plans go it was pretty stupid but it worked”

“Thank you my sweet”

“So talk” Mary stated.

“It’s time for you to leave my city and operations alone. If not I will sadly have to eliminate you and I don’t mean through death my sweet. You are so insanely gorgeous even I could retire off of the money raised from selling you. I do have an altruistic side and would prefer to keep you out on the streets. Just not mine, where you can save so many more and who knows how many world catastrophes”

“How good of you. I am here for the next while Amouris so I think I would prefer to be in a city that doesn’t have a super powered slaver giving high tech weaponry to morons”

“Sadly a predicable response” Amouris seemed to actually be upset at her decision.

“I have no wish to fight you” Amouris continued.

“Then stop your business and leave this city” Mary argued.

“Far to lucrative I am afraid. You will sell quite well” Amouris countered.

Mary had heard enough. She sped through the air to hit the villain. As fast as she arrived he disappeared in what seemed to be some sort of mist that was charged with electricity. Mary fell through the mist as her punch was not balanced and felt her insides crackle wit the charges of thousands of volts of electricity that must have been left in the mist.

“AHHHHH!!!!” She screamed.

The villain reappeared feet from her. Again she could not see a smile but she could sense it. Mary recovered quickly and flew again but this time when he disappeared she stopped and spun around. He was reforming behind her. When he was reformed she grabbed him before he was aware and threw him to the ground.

“UGHHH” He moaned as he rubbed his head.

“Get out of here” Mary warned.

Amouris did nothing more then rub his hands together. From them a bolt of lightening. Wider and seemed to be far more powerful then the gun she had been hit with earlier. Mary had little time to react. She turned but not all the way before it hit her in the chest and shoulder. Screaming in agony she fell to the ground. Amouris picked himself up and looked towards the fallen heroine. She was on the ground about ten feet away rolling in agony on the ground. He walked towards her and noticed that her costume had been singed on almost the entirety of the top half. Anything that covered her should was now gone exposing a beautiful white and milk skin. Rolling down from the should her costume was burnt and gone from the shoulder to just above her left nipple. In so much pain she hadn’t yet noticed it but Amouris noticed that her breast were easily c cups. For a brief moment he thought about reaching down and gripping it but she rolled over and exposed that her skirt was riding up and exposed white lace parties.

“Lovely”

“AHHH” Mary grunted

“No I give you one last chance to leave my city” Amouris began to rub his hands together again. Mary out of the corner of her eye saw this and reacted on instinct and experience. She got to her knees before him in a flash and when he discharged his power so close to her she placed her palms up and absorbed the lightening straight from him.

“What!!!???” Amouris screamed.

“I have the power of Zeus running through me. When I know it’s coming lightening is very much my friend” Mary roared as she burst to her feet and landed a powerful uppercut to his jaw. Amouris flew through the air into the ground twenty feet away.

“Is that all you got Amouris?” Mary asked as she rose from the ground and hovered just a foot or so above it.

Amouris picked himself up and dusted himself off.

“Unexpected. We will have to meet again sometime” Amouris disappeared into his mist but this time Mary got the feeling he wasn’t coming back.

“Great a new villain with a penchant for enslaving women”

Mary took some time to make sure that everything was alright and that the villain had indeed left before she uttered her word and went home.

Awakening in the early evening Mary turned over in bed and winced. The battle with Amouris had left a mark or two on her body. At least now she knew how to counter his power. Except for the teleporting any attack on her she could just easily absorb. When she had climbed into bed she had just kept her clothes on from school but now she had a look at herself while she lay in the bed and yawned.

“I need to freshen up a bit” Mary yawned again and started to take her clothes off in her bed. Leaving them neatly stacked at the foot of her bed. She climbed into the shower and started to think about the evenings events.

Getting to the club was easy enough it was within walking distance and she needn’t fear anything at anytime really unless Amouris makes an appearance. Soaping herself up in the shower she couldn't help but think about the restraints the thugs were trying to get on the women. They were so eerily similar to what was going to be her costume that it was making her uncomfortable. For a moment she decided that maybe it wasn’t the best thing to start working there but she couldn’t see another way to get that much money without doing so. Course how different can restraints be really, just coincidence she concluded in her mind. Still though a slavery ring operating out of the city would need some sort of cover and a club like that would be perfect cover. She couldn’t imagine Hassan being into that sort of thing but she had to be honest and say to herself that wasn’t all that familiar with him. He just didn’t give off that vibe. Though she suspected that he was probably more interested in her and in the costumes then he let on.

“Well if there is something happening there. Then being on the inside wouldn’t be a bad thing” Mary remarked to herself as she exited the shower and started to dry herself.

Evening came and Mary was welcomed back in to the club. She saw Georgia in the lounge talking to Emilio. With a wave she approached.

“Hello there Mary. How are you” Georgia asked.

“I am good thanks”

“I wouldn’t have been surprised that you didn’t come today but I am happy you did” Georgia clapped her on her left shoulder. Mary winced slightly.

“Oh I am sorry darling. You okay?” Georgia asked. Emilio raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, yeah. Just a little injury that’s still healing” Mary reassured with a smile.

“I see. Well let me show you to Sara. She’ll be helping you out tonight”

“Sure thing. Bye Emilio”

“Bye Ms. Mary” Emilio cheerfully responded.

Georgia seemed to be a bit more of a rush today and led Mary right back to the change rooms where she found a small stocky but very pretty blonde girl. She was dressed in the servant uniform with the cuffs and collar and seamed to be perfectly happy.

“Sara this is Mary”

“Hi Mary!, nice to meet you”

“Nice to meet you to” Mary replied.

“Great so you take care of her Sarah and I’ll see you later Mary” Georgia winked and left.

“Thank you Georgia”

“Okay Mary let me show you where we punch in” Sara grabbed her arm and led her off towards a small machine that was nestled int eh middle of the change rooms.

“So just swipe your card here…..” Sara showed her. “…. and the same when done” Sarah finished and beamed with a huge welcoming smile.

“Looks easy enough” Mary agreed.

“Oh everything is super easy around here. That’s why we love it” Sarah’s smiles came often and large and Mary found herself liking her.

“I’ll introduce you to the girls throughout the night but for now lets show you the main floor. I think you haven’t seen it yet and it’s not busy at the mometn so you can get a good idea. Don’t forget to swipe in” Sarah allowed time for Mary to swipe in and then brought her out through main doors that were double sided and into the main hall.

The doors opened up below the main stage and entered into a short corridor that had ramps up from either side so that the girls could come up. Sarah took Mary right and up the ramp. Standing at the top of the ramp Mary got her first good look at the main floor. To her right there were two stages along the right side of the floor. She could see two more from the left side of the main stage. On the far end of the room directly opposite the main stage was a large bar that dominated the far wall. Next to each of the additional stages was a smaller bar. The main stage had tiered seating along with some sort of barrier row that Mary figured must be there to keep the patrons away from touching the dancers as they were dancing. The floor was relatively bare at the moment with only the main stage hosting a dancer who was half undressed.

“We can’t go any further out because you are not dressed yet but what do you think?” Sarah asked.

“It’s a lot bigger then I thought it would be” Mary admitted.

“Yeah it really is. Don’t worry you are obviously not serving it all. You’ll be in my section today shadowing me”

“Sounds like fun” Mary was being truthful and was looking forward to it.

“Come on” Sarah grabbed her arm again and took her back into the change rooms.

“Let’s get you changed and then we can get out there and get started”

“Yeah I can find my way to my change room”

“Great I’ll met you back here” Sarah smiled and watched as Mary turned and went towards the change rooms.

With a bit of hesitation Mary walked towards what she remembered her change room to be. When she was sure she was in front of the one that was for her she placed her hand on the pad and was rewarded with a green and the door opened. Inside there was a servant costume hanging on the closest rod just as Georgia said there would be. Underneath it there as a case which probably had the restraints that they used.

“Thank you Georgia” Mary muttered as she closed the door and got to work.

Mary got to work. Taking her clothes off knowing fully that no one could come in she stood fully and oddly proudly nude in her room before she started to adorn the uniform. First she found herself putting on the halter top. Adjusting her cleavage to make sure she didn’t pop out of the top took a little longer then she would have liked and even made her for a brief moment think that maybe she should have smaller breasts. With a laugh she just continued on and got it adjusted the way she liked and then moved on to the pants. She pulled the harem pants up and over and chided herself again for not finding the time to groom herself. Confident though that she could make it work she adjusted it all and was happy with the outcome. Veil, sash and restraints went on. When she placed the collar around her neck she felt a since of apprehension as she remembered the words Amouris had said today about being a slave and being sold.

“Just a coincidence” Mary reminded herself.

The last item to go on was the surprisingly comfortable and durable little silk booties that at first Mary was concerned they wouldn’t be able to put up with the rigors of a server running back and forth on hard surfaces but she was quite comfortable and was certain she had seen the flooring was padded. Coming out of the change room she easily spotted Sarah which was something she thought when she looked around and saw probably close to twenty five girls all dressed in the servers uniform.

Mary joined Sarah who as talking with a couple of other servers. She was introduced and felt perfectly fine with them all. They shared a couple of laughs before Sarah excused her and Mary and took her out to the floor.

This time they did not stop at the top of the ramp. Mary was walking out into a strip club and the thought occurred to her what her brothers and sister would say. Billy and Freedy would tease her but she as sure they would all understand her choice. She as shown the billing system which was very familiar to her thankfully so there wouldn’t be a learning curve and as told the order of the tables. It wasn’t busy at the so she was tasked with learning the kitchen names which was through a door to the right of the bar. When it did get busy she was tasked with mostly helping Sarah with the drinks and smiling at the patrons. There were a few lewd remarks and leers but overal Mary didn’t find it any less threatening then working at the diner.

At the end of the night Mary and Sarah had run and walked miles but Mary had seen the tips being left and was quite sure Sarah had earned close to five hundred dollars and she was sure she could replicate that if not better it very quickly when she started to do it on her own.

Back in the change room Mary looked over herself and after a couple of minor spills she noted that the uniform was in a bit of need of some laundering.

“Going to have to wash this tonight” Mary stated.

“Oh Mary...” Sarah laughed.

“… just hang it up over there” Sarah pointed to a closet rod that had a couple of uniforms hanging from it.

“When you come in it’ll be on your door” Sarah told.

“Wow….. handy” Mary was impressed.

“They take care of us” Sarah had the money from her tips in a pocket that Mary hadn’t even noticed in the harem pants right on the hip. It was still see thru but at least it held something.

“You did really good tonight. Is that a regular night?” Mary asked pointing at the tips.

“Ha, I wish. No I think having you with me was kind of helping” Sarah smiled and hugged her.

“You are going to get so many tips” Sarah continued and reached into the pocket and split the money and handed it to her.

“Oh Sarah no, this is all yours. Every where else I work the shadow never got any share of the tips” Mary explained.

“plus the hour wage is just fine” Mary continued.

“Your so cute. You are right normally but sometimes here we will half it for the shadow and like I said I think it was because of you. Two hundred and fifty is a regular night by the way for me so I am happy and I made a new friend” Sarah shoved the money into Mary’s hand with a hug.

“Thank you Sarah” Mary embraced her new friend in a hug again and then went back to the change room to get changed. It was only one in the morning but their shift was over and the club was still going. Mary was glad she was going home with some money and the realization that she can do this.

Emerging from her change room she was surprised and happy to see Georgia waiting for her.

“Hi Georgia”

“Hello Mary. How was your night?”

“it was great. Sarah is a blast and I think I got it all down” Mary responded earnestly.

“Fantastic. Master Hassan would be pleased to hear it”

“Oh is he around?” Mary asked.

“He doesn’t come in here. Doesn’t want to make the girls nervous but I am sure he would be happy to hear from you. He is up in his office. I can have John meet you at the staircase if you wish to escort you up”

“Oh I don’t want to bother him” Mary was sad he wasn’t around but gracious he didn’t hang around the change rooms and aware he had a business to run after all.

“No bother he was asking if I had heard from you only an hour ago. I am sure he would be delighted to hear from you”

“Alright that sounds good then I would be happy to see him and thank him for this oppurtunity”

“Excellent. Go on out to the staircase. I’ll have John meet you there” Georgia said.

Mary walked out of the change rooms and down the corridor and back up towards the main entrence and the staircase. John was indeed tghere with a smile on his face that was welcoming. Mary smiled back.

“Hello John. Having a good night?” She asked.

“I am thank you very much” John replied as he ushered her through the secutiry guards and the two began to climb the staircase.

“How was your first night?” John asked pleasantly.

“It was fun. Nothing like the diner but also kind of the same if you know what I mean”

John chuckled at that.

“My parents ran a family restaurant for twenty years. I know what you mean” John said as they reached the second floor and the main doors to Hassan’s office.

“So you know” Mary laughed.

John laughed. “I’ll be here to take you down”

“You know I am quite capable of walking up and down stairs alone you know”

John laughed and opened the door to Hassan’s office.

Mary walked in and took a quick look around. Hassan was to her right sat in the set of chairs there. In front of him was a mannequin in a female form. It wore the servant uniform on it. He as fiddling with soemthing to his right just out of sight.

“Hello Hassan” Mary greeted him. He turned and and his head and eyes rose to match her gaze. He was handsome Mary thought in an older more mature and wise sort of way. With green eyes he looked up at her and smiled that wonderful smile Mary was beginning to love more and more.

“Mary…. Wonderful to see you”

“I thought I would stop in and say Hi and thanks again. Promise I wont make a habit of it” Mary said.

“Oh don’t say that. Any time I can see you I would be most pleased”

Mary flushed a little at the compliment and wondered just what she as thinking even entertaining any other thoughts then this was her new boss.

“Well then I might just show up every night. Even when I am not working” Mary teased but was inwardly a little shocked at her forwardness.

“I would love that. Come sit down. I’ll just pack away what I am working on here”

“What are you working on?” Mary said as she took a seat next to him. The chairs were large and leather and quite possibly the most comfortable chair Mary had ever sat in.

“Oh I don’t think I should show you to be honest” There was a hint of a tease in his voice but also a true reluctance.

“I’m a big girl. I just spent seven hours working ina strip club seeing some things I don’t think I ever thought I would see” Mary teased right back but with her own hint of stubbornness to combat his reluctance.

“HAHA I am sure you did” Hassan granted to her. He moved a box around from his side of his chair to face in front of the manequin and the two chairs.

Inside the box Mary could only make out tiny little chains. So small they might as well be string she thought.

“Chain?” Mary asked.

“Yes” Hassan reached in and took it all out. There wasn’t much and considering how the small and light the chain seemed to be he held it in the palm of one hand as he passed it to her.

“Planning on actually chaining up some servants?” Mary teased as she took it from him.

“Ha, in a manner of speaking yes” He confirmed.

“Sorry?” Mary asked.

“Some of the members have requested that the servants in the cuffs and collars be actually chained” Hassan seemed hesisatint to say.

“That’s not unsurprising considering some of the people I met out there. Truly their tastes seemed to be a little more devient then just the strip club” Mary teased with a hint of sincerity.

“That is very true. Not all of us are as pure of heart and soul as you Mary” Hassan answered with a slight tease of his own.

“You as well Hassan?” Mary asked.

“I’ll admit my tastes are more fifty shades then pretty woman” Hassan laughed.

“That’s why I keep to myself really and when you think about it. This is my club after all…. My vision” he continued.

The admission wasn’t a total shocker Mary had to admit to hersef. The pieces were all there for anyone to figure out. Hassan was shy to a point but his club certainly was not and reflected his tastes. Everything was ordered and looked after and certainly the images and structure of the girls he had working for him screamed order and domination. He did it all with respect and kept to himself so that he would not be to tempted to cross the line with anyone. It was sweet in a way she thought.

“I hadn’t thought about that but it makes sense” Mary said as she fiddled with the light chain in her palm.

“You are not disgusted or repulsed?” He asked tentatively.

“Not at all. As long as what you are doing is consensual and harms no one. Who am I to stand in the way of fun?” Mary asked rhetorically.

“A remarkable attitude from one so young and I have to say someone who comes off a little naive in the ways of the world”

“Haaa. Mary nearly jumped out of her seat laughing”

“I was a foster kid. Bounced around multiple houses and parents before I found a true home with a family. I have witnessed things and been apart of things that I am sure would seem unspeakable to you” Mary said with some pride in her voice.

“Oh Mary I am sorry I didn’t know that. Forgive me”

“It’s okay Hassan. You didn’t know” Mary smiled lightly at the man and pulled the china apart with her other hand.

“I don’t know how this is supposed to work?” Mary asked tugging at the chain.

“Here let me show you” Hassan took the chain from her hands and got up and went to the mannequin.

He took the chain in his left hand and placed it at his head level and let it fall. He fumbled with it for a moment and then righted it in a way that made sense to him. There was some sort of ring where he held it at the top and there was a smaller one further down. He attached the rign to the collars d rind and from there it seperated now into two chins that he then took and threaded through the d rings on the wrists restraints. From there he brought them together at the waist level and threaded through the other ring and back out into two separate chains that he then moved down to the ankle restraints and connected to the their d rings.

“Ah I see. Kind of nice I must admit” Mary answered.

“Yeah I think it actually does look quite good but I am worried about just how you guys down there will operate with them. Carrying trays and what have you” Hassan admitted as he scratched the back of his head.

It was a very legitimate concern Mary thought. The patrons may want to see chained servants but they would not be happy to hear and see breaking glasses and dropped food all of the place. The chains were light enough she thought that they could be worn all night with no problem. She would be worried about the slack pooling on the floor and the girls tripping on them and just how high they could raise their hands to carry those trays. Mary got up from her chair and saw that the mannequins arms were out at about stomach level. She pushed them down so that they were at the waist and notice that some of the chain went down tot he ground and pooled at the feet just as she feared.

“Yeah I kind of thought that might happen” Mary remarked.

“That’s dangerous” Hassan seemed defeated.

“Yeah just a tad” Mary remarked and then looked at the chain.

“Do you have any more chain?” Mary asked

“I think more is the problem” Hassan said.

“Ha yeah but I have an idea. If we could make it so that it went around the waist the pooling would happen there. Might not look to great I guess but it should be okay and we servers could have the extra to raise our arms a little higher….” Mary took the mannequins arms up over it’s head and it stopped before it should have. “…. you would be surprised how many times we have to lift over a head or something” Mary finished.

“I think I have some” Hassan seemed interested now.

He went to the wardrobe that contained all his prototypes and rummaged around where the cases were and brought out some more chain and ring connectors. It only took them a few mintues working together they had managed to get it so that when the chains came down from the wrist restraints and through the ring before heading down to the ankle restraints they wrapped it around the waist and then down. The effect was that nothing pooled on the ground and the mannequin had a good range of movement.

“Wonderful” Hassan remarked.

“Yeah not to bad” While messing about Mary and Hassan had found themselves on the floor together and having a laugh.

“I’ll have one of the girls give a live demonstration” Hassan rose to his feet.

“I am here right now I can do it” Mary offered. In her mind she wasn’t sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing. He had admitted his tastes were definitely along the lines of having women tied up and they had been flirting since she had joined him in his office. With a mental shrug she reached up to the fasteners for the chain and took them off.

“Mary you don’t have to” Hassan stated.

“I want to” Mary replied as she pulled the chain in her hands.

“Do you have that spare uniform still available?” She continued as she walked to the wardrobe. Before he could respond she had it in her hand. With the chains in her other she winked at him and out the door she went to the change room. John was there in the foray as expected.

“Just have to try something on John. Do you mind if you just step out for a bit?” She asked sweetly while opening the door to the change room.

“Not at all. I will be just outside” John stepped out.

Mary stepped into the room. Quickly disrobing Mary was into the servant costume in a relatively easy manner. Fumbling a little more with the chains she clicked them into her faux restraints and adjusted the length of them. She took a moment to look at herself in the small mirror and didn’t mind the look. She kept the veil off for now. Exiting the room she returned to Hassan in his office.

Stepping into the room in the uniform and the chains Mary felt a little like a girl on show. She was excited at the prospect and wanted to make sure that Hassan liked it. Walking in she placed a hand on her hip and curled her shapely form as seductively as she could.

“What do you think?” Mary asked.

Hassan who was sat on one of the chairs they had been sitting in before had his head turned away. When he turned his head his jaw dropped. Having never done that to anyone before she felt her face flush in embarrassment.

“You look absolutely delectable….. Fantastic”

Mary blushed again and looked at the man who only yesterday she had saved in an alley. She hadn’t taken much notice of him until she had come here and started to see him in his area. Confident and sweet she felt she had to return his sweetness and flirtations.

“Thank you”

“How do you move in it”

She moved around in the chains and had a look at herself.

“Pretty good” She responded.

Hassan looked at the pretty young server before him and his love for her grew further.

“Would you care to stick around for a bit. Keep me company?”

“Haha, what dressed like this?” Mary teased as she raised her chained hands in the air.

“Yeah” Hassan winked.

“Hassan!” Mary teased

“It’ll be great”

“Fine but only for a bit” Mary agreed.

Hassan guided her around to her desk and showed her that just off to the side of his desk right by the window there was another chair. Smaller but no less comfortable.

“You want me to just sit here?” Mary asked.

“Your beauty will inspire me”

“From sitting in a chair?” Mary asked bemused.

“Yes, if you prefer I could show you how I would prefer my particular servants to behave”

Feeling flirtatious and a little adventurous Mary laughed. “Sure what do you have in mind?”

“Be my servant for a couple of hours. If I ask you to stand, you stand. If I ask you to fetch me something, you do. If I ask you to dance, you dance” Hassan grinned.

“Haha I am not stripping for you”

“Oh no, not that kind of dance. Unless you wanted of course. I mean move your hips and turn for me but no stripping.”

“Uh huh. Standing and fetching?”

“Yes so there would be positions I would like you to stand in. Again nothing lewd but maybe somethings that might make you think. Fetching like a drink or something, nothing different then what you do downstairs”

“Positions sounds interesting. Would I have to go get them in this outfit?” Mary asked.

Hassan looked at the beautiful young woman before him and knew this was a pivotal moment in their blossoming relationship. If he pushed too much he knew she may leave entirely and never come back but not push enough he was afraid she would always see him as nothing more then her charming boss.

“Yes” He responded after a slight delay.

She looked at her handsome employer with a degree of skeptasism but there was something else building in her. There was an arousal at being in this outfit and chains before this man who clearly wanted to see her in less.

“Maybe just for a bit” Mary agreed.

“Fantastic. Okay then come stand right by the side of my desk chair” Hassan beamed with excitement and Mary flushed.

Mary moved to stand right by his right side as Hassan sat at his desk chair.

“Great, turn and face me”

Doing as ordered Mary found she was only a couple of feet away from him as she turned to face him. He sat with his chair turned to face her with one leg over the other leg and his hands clasped in front of him. A smile of joy on his face.

“Perfect. Now here is a little dominance for you Okay. Tell me if you are uncomfortable”

“I will” Mary stated.

“Good. Place your lovely hands on the back of your head and place your elbows out”

Mary raised her chained hands up and placed her palms on the back of her head and her elbows out to the sides.

“Like this?”

“Yes absolutely”

Hassan raised himself from the chair coming within inches of her. He could smell her, she was intoxicating he thought. Mary’s mind whirled as he came closer to her. She worried she hadn’t really had a good clean off after the work but he seemed to be enjoying himself and despite herself so was she.

“May I touch you?”

“No where naughty” Mary warned and consented with a nod.

“Understood” Hassan took his hands and reached out to touch her elbows. One hand per elbow he palmed underneath her arm halfway up her arm towards her body and stopped. Smiled and moved back to the elbows with both hands and moved down with his hands over her arms towards her hands that were gripping each other at the back of her head. Mary shivered slightly at his touch and then relaxed into it. He was gentle and his touch filled her with warmth.

Her skin was so soft to his touch. Hassan was loving it. His hands still gripped hers behind her head. It placed him within inches from her. Her scent was more intoxicating to her. Mary surprised them both and leaned forwards. He didn’t need any more of an invitation he leaned into her. Their lips kissing and mouths opened they embraced in a kiss that seemed to last for hours. Hassan did his best to now touch her anywhere more erotic after her warning but she brought a hand down on his waist. He did so in kind and was rewarded with her continuing to kiss. Normally he would discipline her moving her hands but this was all new and the kiss was most welcome. Reluctantly he broke the kiss. He saw that Mary had closed her eyes and was just opening them. AS she did so a beautiful shade of red spread across her cheeks.

“Oh gosh I am so sorry” Mary took her other hand that was still be hind her head and placed it over her mouth.

“Don’t be. I enjoyed that. I hope you did as well” Hassan commented.

“First night on the job and I am kissing the boss”

“Ha well technically I am the owner. Georgia would be your boss… I can have her come up if you would like” Hassan teased. It got the desired effect as Mary laughed and playfully punched him.

“No way!” Mary laughed.

“I was trying to correct your posture but I got carried away. May I continue?” Hassan asked anxious to see this beauty back in a submissive position.

“I am still game sure” Mary replied enthusiastically. She immediately got back into position inches from him. He placed his hands under her elbows and spread them out further from her body. Mary noticed that thrust her cleavage out a little more in a top that was already at it’s bursting point. Hassan noticed a change in her breathing and certainly noticed that her ample cleavage became more pronounced.

“Are you Okay?” Hassan checked.

“Yep just not used to putting myself in such a position”

“I hope you will get used to it” Hassan commented as he moved away slightly and seemed to be appraising her stance. He took a seat back into his office chair and smiled.

“You are so beautiful Mary”

“Thank you”

“Can you spread your feet just a bit more apart?” Hassan ventured.

Mary had her feet together and she must admit she would have been more comfortable if she could spread them a bit. She spread out her feet slightly about a foot.

“Excellent. Think you can hold that pose for me for a bit?”

“Sure” Mary replied. Suddenly becoming completely aware that she as indeed on display for this man. Wearing a harem costume and chains. She was a superheroine who could tare down this building in moments if she choose and yet this man with his tiny chains and costumes held her in the grip of his hand. She mused on this for quite sometime. So long that she forgot just what the time was. Without access to her stuff she didn’t know what time it was and though there was a time on Hassan’s tablet that he used next to her she couldn’t make out what time it was. He hadn’t spoken in what felt like hours but he would occasionally turn to her and smile. Unsure of if she could ask what time it was she was sure of one thing she as getting hungry and she was already thirsty. Not to mention she should be home asleep. She kept her mouth shut for what seemed to be another hour and was on the verge of saying something when he turned to her and smiled once more.

“So beautiful and I can’t believe you have been like that for two hours” Hassan said.

Two hours!! it had felt like six.

“It actually felt longer”

“Yes it would. You have done so good. I am sure though at this hour you would like to get home, maybe get something to eat and drink”

“I would yes” Mary agreed.

“I would have preferred longer time with you to have you serve and maybe dance but I understand. Perhaps we can do this again” Hassan offered.

Mary still in the desired position smiled down at the handsome man and nodded her head.

“I would like that”

“Are you working tomorrow night?” Hassan asked.

“No I am not on the schedule again for another couple of days. Georgia is trying to work me into the rotation” Mary replied.

“I don’t think I want to wait a couple of days” Hassan grumbled.

Chuckling under her breath Mary had to admit she didn’t really. This was all so new and scary and exciting she didn’t want to have more time to think about it. Worried that she would not continue.

“I can still come by. I don’t have any classes tomorrow and all I was going to do is catch up on sleep” Mary offered finally into the silence.

“Well if that is the case I have an idea. Care to indulge me for a bit?”

“I think I have been doing that all night so why not a little longer” Mary chuckled.

“Lets get you something to eat and drink then”

“Sure I am famished”

“I could eat as well” Hassan replied.

“What do you want? I could go grab something from the kitchen if you want?” Mary offered.

“Ha, looking to continue here then?”

“Just kind of realizing I have more time then I thought but I would like to get some sleep very soon after eating”

“Then indulge me for a moment then we can sort out what to do for food and drink” Hassan offered.

“Consider me indulging” Mary cheerfully said

“But can I rest?” She asked

Mary had remained in position through the entire conversation. Hassan had wondered if she as going to say anything and was mildly amused and upset that he would now grant a rest.

“Of course” He motioned back out away from his desk towards the door.

“Let me show you something” Hassan walked past her and opened the door. There in the foray John stood who turned to great them.

“Master Hassan” He greeted. Mary walked out behind him. She saw the look on John’s face when he saw her and she was instantly reminded that not only was she in the servant uniform but also in the chains. She wasn’t entirely sure what to do as he looked at her and then as fast as he noticed her his eyes turned back to normal.

“Mary”

“Uh Hi John” Mary greeted.

“Can I help you Sir?” He offered to Hassan.

“I am just going to take Mary on a tour of the second floor here John. No need for your assistance right now but could you run down and make sure the kitchen is aware I may be dining in a bit”

“Very good” With that John exited from the room and presumingly went to the kitchen to carry out his task.

“Oh god…. I am still in the chains Hassan” Mary playfully hit him.

“HA I know but remember you agreed you would fetch stuff for me in them if need be. John is okay though he wont say anything. I dare say you gave him an image he will cherish for the rest of his days” Hassan moved forward out of the foray and into the landing between the staircase and the rest of the second floor.

“My office is obviously not the only thing on the floor. My private residence actually take up this and the next floor. While the top floor is used mainly for storage”

‘So going to show me your dungeon?” Mary teased.

“Ha. I am actually in a way”

“Wait a second” Mary warned

“No tricks I promise you. Indulge me”

“Only because you have been a perfect gentlemen so far….. which sound weird considering what I am dressed in” Mary chuckled as they moved along the hallway. It was open to the floors above and below. Moving away from the staircase Mary could hear more and more of what was going on downstairs but it was mostly muffled. Leading away from the staircase Mary could see she was being led to another giant double oak door.

“I have tried to be. Now you will see a part of me that I don’t allow many to see” Hassan reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a key which he used to open the door. Mary thought it odd where all the other keys were electronic but when she thought more she figured it was actually a good precaution in case the whole automated system went down. Witha gesture she was shown inside first with him following.

Inside she found another beautifully built red and black staircase that went up to th enext floor. They stood in a foray that was the size of Mary’s apartment. Behind the staircase Mary could see a kitchen and some sort of sitting room.

“I’ll give you the full tour another time but let me show you what I want to show you first” Hassan gently took a hold of her hand and guided her up the staircase. The carpet was so plush under her feet she felt like she was walking on air but she could also see underneath the beautiful stained wood that gave the whole staircase an old world kind of feel. The came onto the second floro of his apartment and directly infront was another double door.

“That way is to my own bedroom and chambers” Hassan guided her to the right were there was another door with a lock. Using the the same key he used to open the apartment door he opened this one. He wuickly reached inside and turned the lights on. He walked in and Mary followed.

The room was large and well lit. With white walls on three and a large mirrorerd wall directly in front of them. What was most stark was that this room did indeed have some equipment Mary knew to be from a dungeon. A spanking horse. A cross and various other devices but in the middle of the room was a large four poster bed that looked so comfortable the moment Mary saw it she just wanted to jump into it. She didn’t realize until she took a closer look that it had all around it what looked to be iron fencing that was about three feet high and just reached the height of the mattress. At first Mary thought it as just the bed frame until she saw at the foot of the bed there was some sort of door with a lock. Under the bed it seemed could be a cage.

“Is that a bed slash cage?” Mary asked

“yes. It can be used as either” Hassan confirmed.

“So you can crawl in underneath” Mary bent down to look and sure enough under the bed there was pillows and bedding that would make it somewhat comfortable but at about three feet in height there would only ever be height to lay down.

“Yes or it can be configured like this” Hassan retreated back to the light switch that Mary hadn’t even seen right by the door and noticed another control panel there that resembled more of a touchscreen then anything. Hassan touched a few icons and the bed began to hum. The iron bars began to extend upwards until the met the top of the frame of the four poster bed. Mary noticed the door also had extended and over the top of the bed iron bars had emerged from the frame horizontally to completely encapsulate the bed making it a large cage around the bed. With her hands she grazed the iron bars and knew that though they did get less wide as they went tot he top they were still of sufficent strength to keep anyone out. Or in she thought.

He walked past her and used the same key again to open the door and he stepped in before he flung himself on the bed. The show of almost childlike joy as he landed and bounced on the bed was enough to wake Mary from a little mind fog she was in at the scene in front of her. She laughed and went to the foot of the bed where the door was and hovered at the entrance. Hassan got himself up to a sitting position on the bed and looked at her.

“You are going to offer me to sleep here tonight aren’t you” Mary began before he could say anything.

“The thought did occur to me yes” He confirmed.

“With or without the bars?” Mary teased as she ran her fingers along the iron rods that made up the frame of the door.

“Entirely your choice” Hassan spread his hands wide and moved towards the door. Mary gave him space and allowed him to exit.

“Try it out if you wish”

“It does look comfortable. I am just not sure that if I get on that thing I’ll want to get back up or two what stops you from locking me in there” Mary half teased.

“You are right to be cautious” Hassan moved back towards the door and pushed some icons and soon the bed was assuming the same configuration it had had before they entered the room.

Mary jumped onto the bed and she sunk into it. She was instantly in love with it and wanted to just close her eyes. Just as she feared.

“OHHHH!!! so comfortable” Mary moaned.

“Is that a yes you will spend the night here?” Hassan questioned.

“Yess” Mary replied moving up to the head of the bed where the pillows were. She placed her head on one of them and sighed in contentment.

“Before you fall asleep would you like something to eat and drink”

“No eat now. Sleep now” Mary replied closing her eyes and smiling.

“When you wake I’ll have your clothes here….” He pointed to dresser that was across from the right side of the bed. “….. I’ll either be downstairs in my sitting room or in my office. Just come get me” He finished.

“Yes….. thank you” opened her eyes and looked at him.

“Keep those bars down though please” She warned.

“Of course” He replied beginning to make his way out of the room.

Mary woke up in the most comfortable bed she had ever slept in. The mattress and the bedding were of the most finest materials she was sure she would never be able to replicate it. With a yawn and a sigh she brought her hands up to her face. A clunking noise made her think for a moment. Opening her eyes she found she was still in the chains and the servant uniform. Her eys sot open and she looked around. The cage was indeed still down. On the dresser across from the bed her clothes were folded neatly on top.

“Oh god I fell asleep in his dungeon, willingly….. Mary what are you doing?” she asked herself rhetorically.

A memory of that kiss came to her mind and she felt as blissful as she did in that moment.

“He’s still been the perfect gentlemen” she said.

Stretching out in the bed she felt an overwhelming sense of comfort and safety that she couldn't help but attribute to Hassan. He had been loving of her and respectful of her wishes since the first moment they met. There was still in the back of her mind she thought that this place was being used as a front for the slavery operation in the city and if it wasn’t there was certainly someone here or who attended that would be aware. There was just too much of a cross section of interest. Having said that in her mind she could not and would not believe that Hassan was in any way connected. Finishing her stretch and her thought she got up and out of bed and walked to the dresser wondering if there was a shower nearby she could use. As if he had thought of that there on top of her clothes was a note.

‘Dear Mary I hope you slept well. I forgot to inform you that the other door in this room is to the washroom should you feel the need to freshen up. There is a shower with all the product you might need but if not come find me and I will have it brought up immediately’

“Thinks of everything” She mused and turned to the other door in the room. The wash room was large with a sit in soaker tub and a stand up shower. Everything was tiled in light blues, whites with some black accents. The effect was classy and modern at the same time. On the back of the door was a very comfortable looking robe. Folded up neatly over the toilet were two what appeared to be very large towels. Mary idly brought her fingers to the fabric of the robe and the towels and was rewarded and confirmed to find that they were plush and oh so comfortable. The Velcro restrains and the chains came off easily. She un-clipped the chins from the restrains and pooled them into her palm. Sighing inwardly she placed them on the vanity and then folded the restraints. Mary was getting quite good at getting in and out of her uniform. Her top and pants were off along with her booties moments before she stepped into the shower. Luxuriating in the warmth and freshness of the water Mary washed herself. Finding a beautiful soap and body wash she just let the waves of water wash over her as she thought about nothing but being in chains before that man. She couldn’t deny as much as she wanted to that she had over the course of the last couple of days been presented with two different sides of the same coin. A new villain who wanted to do nothing more then to enslave her forcefully and sell her for nothing more then money and power. While Hassan seemed to want to be forceful but was respectful of her and her wishes. The two styles were completely contrast and yet All inherently had her winding up in chains of some sort and alarmingly she wasn’t all that concerned about it. The loss of her scholarships and her job had been directly responsible for her ending up in a place like this and she wasn’t sure that was a bad thing. She was in University and weren’t girls so supposed to experiment here? She mused. Not entirely sure how long she spent in the shower she certainly felt clean and relaxed when she jumped out of it and grabbed one of those large plushy towels. It seemed to just soak up every inch of water on it within moments.

Coming out of the washroom with the towel wrapped around her body she felt a little like a pampered princess which was probably what he was going for. She had a look around and laughed, a pampered princess in a castle dungeon maybe. Putting her jeans and shirt on she found herself a little uncomfortable in them. Like she was too dressed for this room.

The door to the bedroom opened up and she walked down the stairs to the smell of fresh coffee, pancakes, bacon and a whole lot of other things. When she got to the bottom of the staircase she rounded them and went behind to the kitchen. The first thing she noticed was the entire back wall was windows that looked right out into that larger courtyard backyard she had thought she had seen previously. It was so well manicured it might have been from a magazine. With a glorious large water fountain with a statue of Posiden in the middle. The kitchen was to her left and it was wide with a large center island with a sink and marble stone. It had six high backed high chairs spread out evenly. Two on the side and four along the longer side with their backs towards the rest of the house. Everything was in black and white with some grays involved. Again the effect Mary had to admit was modern and classic. The island was full of a slection of dishes. She eyes the pancakes and the bacon and the coffe was also on there. There was fruit and veggies and yogurt.

“Good Morning” Hassan’s voice came from her right. He saw he was approaching. Dressed in a very dark blue suit he looked like he had just stepped out of a photo shoot. He held a newspaper under his arm and a mug of coffee in his other hand. He walked passed her with a smile and a wink and took up one of the high backed chairs around the kitchen island.

“Morning” Mary replied and followed suit to suit at a chair that was closest to the pancakes and coffee.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked so I had them make a little of everything”

“It’s wonderful. Thank you…… may I?” Mary asked looking at a stack of empty plates and mugs.

“Go ahead” Hassan nodded.

Mary selected the top plate and went to work. Reaching out to take a hold of some tongs she took a few pancakes and a couple trips of bacon. Then with a smile she rose from the table and went to the other side and took some fruit and then returned. Taking a mug she poured some coffee and took a sip.

“Ummm good”

“I am glad you approve” He smiled.

He allowed her to eat without much conversation. He asked how she slept and how she found the shower but beyond that he allowed her to just enjoy her breakfast while he read the paper. Mary answered honestly and quickly as she eat and tried to read the front page of the paper while he read an article inside. Apparently Kara had been busy the other night with Metallo in Metropolois. A pretty standard thing for her friend she mused while she finished off a piece of mango. With that last bite she was done. Hassan looked over and smiled from behind his paper and then placed it down on the island.

“Would you care to spend the day together?”

“I’m sure you have more important things to do Hassan”

“None more important then a beautiful young women in chains” Hassan winked.

“Ah I see. Can I ever leave or is your plan to keep me here in chains for the rest of my life” Mary teased.

“You can of course leave whenever you wish, but the other option doesn’t sound half bad” He laughed.

“If I agree to spend the day with you. What am I agreeing to?” Mary asked with no sense of laughter but a degree of interest she had never really experienced in personal relations.

“To be my servant. I will teach and command. Your only object and desire for the day would be to please me. Since my desire is to please you. It should work out quite fine” Hassan reasoned.

“That sounds nice and all but details Hassan. What would you want to do?” Mary asked with a smile on her face.

“Nothing that you would not want to do but I would ask that you try and step out of your comfort zone somewhat” Hassan elaborated.

“I have a feeling everything you want to do is out of my comfort zone Hassan” She warned with a slight tease.

“I have no doubt about that. That’s why I would seek to expand on your limits. I think you too also want to see where this leads”

“It’s been interesting but I am a conservative girl” Mary agreed.

“Maybe so far in life but I think there is a dominance loving slave in there…. Of course I could just be hoping. I would like to see if I am right. Would you?”

Mary looked at him. She had to admit she was interested and she had an idea of wanting to figure it out.

“I would” She finally said.

“I am relieved and happy to hear you say that”

“I didn’t think I would” Mary admitted.

“It is a tough thing to admit that you want to lose a little control and even more so when it onvolves something so many consider taboo”

“I don’t consider it taboo but for me….” Mary blushed.

“You are not too experienced sexually” Hassan finished for her. Mary shoock her head yes.

“Perhaps that is where we will begin” Hassan mused as he rose from the island.

“Excuse me??” Mary wasn’t terrified but she certainly didn’t mean that to be an invite for them to couple.

“HA no I do not intend to have sex with you quite yet Mary. I meant perhaps we should go over your history. It will give me an idea as to just how experienced you are” Hassan said.

“Oh…. Well that doesn’t sound so bad”

“I will ask some questions. Some may be quite indelicate to most but for us this is just the beginning. Understand?” Hassan asked.

“Sure”

“Are you a virgin?” He asked.

“Wow right to the big one…….” Mary laughed. When Hassan was about to respond she waved him away. “…. no no it’s alright. Yes I am a virgin” She answered.

“That is nothing to be ashamed about. Just means you didn’t involved in those teenage loves and you have a head on your shoulders” Hassan commented.

“Thanks” Mary felt a need to almost cover hersself but she resisted the urge to move her hands.

“I would imagine then that a girl like you has never done anal as well” Hassan ventured to say.

“Oh no never’ Mary instantly responded.

“I thought so. Have you been fingered?”

“Fingered?”

“I’ll take that as a no. That is when a person uses their fingers to please you”

“Well a couple of boys have kind of played with my nipples” Mary responded.

“Not quite the same, this is when they are using their fingers inside of you”

“Ohhh, no” Mary blushed.

“This all fine Mary. These are questions many woud refuse to answer”

“There’s no shame in the truth I suppose” Mary admitted.

“Exactly. Have you ever given a blowjob or had someone go down on you?”

“I have given a couple of blowjobs and one guy has gone down on me”

“Interesting. Did you enjoy the blowjobs? Did you enjoy it when he licked you?”

“I did yes”

“Why didn’t you go further”

“Because I enjoyed it but I didn’t feel they were the best people to go forward with….. if that makes sense”

“It makes perfect sense” Hassan confirmed.

“Have you ever been fully naked in front of another”

“Not since I was a kid” Mary confirmed.

“Do you masturbate?” Hassan asked.

“Yes” Mary blushed and looked away.

“It’s perfectly natural. When you do, what do you think about?” Hassan asked.

Mary squirmed at the question. It wasn’t because she didn’t want to answer it. It was really more because she just never really thought of anything more then just kind of rubbing herself.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me” Hassan continued.

“It’s not that…. it’s more like I don’t really think. I just kind of do”

“How so?”

“…… it doesn’t take much to get me excited so all I have to do is just rub myself for a bit and then I cum” Mary admitted.

“How long” Hassan asked, intrigued.

“A couple minutes at most” Mary blushed again. Hassan revealed in the revelation. A virginal girl who could cum so easily who liked her. He as blessed he thought to himself.

“I’m sure you might feel a little ashamed at that. Like almost you think you might be a slut because you cum early or maybe the opposite. Maybe you feel ashamed because you have never needed any extra stimulation”

“I think it’s a little of both to be honest” Mary was looking straight at him as she reached over and grabbed a piece of fruit from a bowl.

“I see…. That makes sense” Hassan mused. He placed his hand on his chin and Mary could practically hear him thinking.

“What are you thinking?” She asked nervously.

“I am thinking you might be the most exquisite woman I have ever encountered and I am amazed that someone so beautiful and pure still exists in this world”

“You keep saying things like that and I am going to run out of blush in my cheeks” Mary answered.

“It’s true” He said.

“Perhaps in showing you all of this I have awakened a needing in you. I hope so, We both want to see where this goes right?” Hassan asked again to clarify.

“Yes” Mary stated firmly but with an innocent smile.

“Then spend the day with me. I will take it slow but you may not think it is slow. You will have to trust me” Hassan warned.

“I will try my best”

“As only we ever can” Hassan agreed.

“First things first then. We need to overcome a bit of your shyness” Hassan stated.

Mary thought about it and she agreed that if she was constantly shy about everything she would not enjoy all that he is presenting to her and she wanted to enjoy it.

“Okay” She agreed.

“Good” Hassan took a step away from the island and breathed a deep breath.

“Okay this might scare you but your first order of the day is to help with that”

“O….kay” Mary said suspiciously.

“Strip” Hassan ordered.

“What??” Mary shot from her chair and put some distance between them.

“Strip. We have to get you comfortable in your own skin. It’s only us and you knew this would come so lets get it out fo the way as soon as possible.”

“I guess that makes sense but still, first thing?”

“Yes. Don’t worry I wont push you and we wont do any sexual contact without your express approval, but right now you may think this is sexual and I wont lie I am dying to see all of you but this is more about you and getting used to the idea of not only being a sexual animal but also to take orders” Hassan calmly said.

“Makes sense again….. just a little shocking I guess” Mary confirmed.

“You do not have to do anything. All I ask is trust that I would never allow anything to harm you” Hassan reassured.

Deciding to take a leap and actually live a bit Mary nodded her head.

“Okay I’ll do it”

Hassan nodded his approval. Watching as she first slipped her shoes off and then took her socks off. Leaving her in a pair of jeans and a shirt. She loosened the top buttons on her jeans and placed her thumbs on either side and pulled down. Revealing a pair of dark blue bikini cut panties that hugged every curve. She had a perfect body he said to himself as he watched. Mary could feel his eyes on him and willed herself forward. Her jeans were down over her hips and then under her knees. She pulled on one leg and stepped out and repeated on the other. Next she was sure would get a bit of a reaction from Hassan when she pulled her shirt up over her head revealing that she didn’t wear a bra. Her breasts for the first time in her life now laid bare for someone else to see. She immediately felt self conscious and placed a free arm across her nipples. Knowing full well he would have had a good look before she was able to do so but this just made her feel a little better about it. With her spare hand she reached down and pulled her panties down over her knees and stepped out. Once more wishing she had had found time to groom herself she left that spare hand covering herself again sure in the fact that he had been given enough of a peek.

“Truly splendid” Hassan remarked as she stood nude in his kitchen with a pile of clothes next to her. He watched as she fumblingly tried to shield her most private areas from him but he had seen everything and would see more. She had what he gauged to be perfect c breasts and a tight toned body that betrayed her innocent almost girl next door look. She was an athlete or at least someone who trained. Her nipples were about a dime sized and from he saw they were hard and at attention as she disrobed.

“I am speechless” He remarked

‘That makes two of us” Mary chuckled trying to maintain her hands over her private areas.

“Ha, remember this is about getting you comfortable. Take your hands and place them on your head like last night” Hassan suggested though Mary was sure it was more command then suggestion in the grand scheme of things. Placing her hands in such a position would certainly expose herself to him fully. Sighing she moved her hands away from protecting herself and placed them interlooking behind her head and elbows out as far to the side of her as she could imagine. It thrust her chest out and when she spread her legs she noticed that she was feeling a little aroused down there and knew it wouldn’t take much to cum at the moment. Hasan watched as she separated her feet. Her pussy stayed tight and into her body like only a pure virgin goddess would. Again he marveled at her and was speechless.

“Mary….. you are absolutely divine” Hassan remarked moving closer to her.

“Thank you” It seemed the only response she could come up with.

“I am going to touch you” Hassan warned he did not ask this time as he approached. Mary nodded her understanding and consent.

He moved to within inches of him. He could smell the soap she had used in the shower this morning and combined with her own scent he was instantly aroused. One of the reasons he had to move closer was he did not think she should see him so aroused so early. His face was inches from hers and he couldn’t help himself he moved in for a kiss. They locked lips for a brief second but it made Mary want him more and made her even more aroused.

“You tell me when to stop” Hassan warned as he broke the kiss and knelt before her. He ran his hands up and down her thighs. Stroking and marvellign in her skin and muscle. With his left hand he stoked her right leg from her ankles up to behind her knee where she couldn’t help but giggle from a ticklish spot for a brief moment while he passed up towards her thighs. He slowed with his caress as he approached her thights. Wary that she may tell him to stop but all he could feel from her was a quickening of her heartbeat and see a glistening spreading from her pussy. Happy and aroused that she too was aroused he went to work to see just how far he could go. His left hand approached the middle of her thighs. With a deftness he stroked eliciting the first moans from her. He couldn’t see from his position but she had closed her eyes and was no longer watching him. She was trying to give intot he pleasure he was providing. Up he went to the top of her thghs. From here it would be a flick of the rest and his fingers could be inside her or stroking her clit. Still she did not resist or say anything more then a moan and her pussy was soaking wet as he gently and tentatively placed a finger on her clit. When his finger brushed her clit her moans took on a more lewd and needy tone. He could tell she was close. She wasn’t lying when she had said it didn’t take much. So the next question was how many could she do. His index finger traced her clit. She came. Mary’s eyes opened and her mouth opened wider.

“OHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” She screamed. Experiencing an orgasm unlike any she had ever had. Trying to maintain her arms and hands in position her knees became shaky. For a moment Hassan wondered if she would collapse on him as he took his hand away from her and thought about moving out of the way. She maintained her discipline and the stance though and rode the wave of her first orgasm from a man. He wasn’t done though and before she had regained her wits his finger was back tracing around her clit. She squirmed under the attentions and moaned.

“MMMMMM”

He used another finger to begin tracing along the lines of her lips. It wasn’t more then a couple of seconds when she exploded again in another orgasm. This one was no less intense then the first but she seemed better prepared for it and her body shook but she maintained her balance and stance without much effort.

“How many can I get?” He asked from below rheotoricaly.

“MMMMMM I don’t know” Mary answered in a haze.

“Lets see” Hassan answered. His fingers beginning a new trace which caused another orgasm and then another and another.

Ten more orgasms were torn from her body with Hassan on the ground doing nothing more then tracing around her clit and lips with his fingers. All the while Mary managed to somehow someway maintain her stance even on the final one where it looked for a second that she would drop to a knee she stayed upright with her hands pressed behind her head.

“You are amazing” Hassan said as he climbed ot his feet. Mary’s legs shook and her eyes alternated between open and closed.

“Thank you” She barely was able to whisper.

Hassan took a hold of her and guided her back to the high chair.

“Sit, relax” He ordered. She sat down and finally relaxed her hands and arms.

“Thank You” She said as he handed her a mug that he had filled with water.

“Not so worried about being nude now are you?” Hassan asked.

Mary laughed and shook her head.

“No I guess not”

“You are really something. I don’t think I have ever met anyone who is quite so sensitive there”

“I told you” Mary breathed and took a sip from her water,

“Yes but I didn’t quite understand”

“If it makes you feel any better. I have never experienced anything like that. One or two after each other I have done but….. well I lost count. That many? I wouldn’t have thought”

“Neither would I but I would love to explore more with you”

“Me too” Mary laughed.

“Good. Let’s get you cleaned up and into some clothes that are a little more suitable for today” Hassan said as he picked up the pile of clothes Mary had disrobed from.

“Another shower?” Mary asked.

“If you wish” Hassan chuckled.

“Oh goody. That shower is beautiful”

“When you are done I’ll have an outfit for you laid out on the bed. Sound fair” Hassan asked.

“Sure”

It had only been a little over an hour since her first shower when she woke up for the day but Mary had to admit she felt dirty. Stripping nude in a kitchen and then being pleasured in such a degrading position. She felt completely mortified but every time she replayed it in her mind her hands drifted down to her pussy and wanted to play with herself. Stopping herself from doing so she finished up and got out of the shower and dried off.

The bedroom was still and quiet when she came into it from the washroom. Hassan had left some clothes on the bed. With equal parts dread and interest she walked to the bed and had a look. Arrayed just how she would wear them was the clothing. For a top there was short crop top that looked to be about a size or two smaller then she would normally wear. It was dark blue, almost a match for the suit he was wearing today. With wide strings that went over her shoulder it was actually quite more reserved then she thought. Looking at the material it seemed to be Lycra or of the same sort of material that she would work out in. She became worried at that thought because she often found in those tops she always had to wear something over top because her nipples became visible. With this top clearly being smaller then what she would normally wear, she was instantly aware that was going to be a problem. Another mental shrug and she picked it off the bed and slipped into it. Like most things here it was extremely comfortable. Clearly the material was of a make and quality not available to her on her wages. She slipped it on and noticed that it was small but not small enough that she couldn’t fit into it. It had what she presumed was the intention, it cropped three inches up from her naval and constrained her breasts to the point of bursting. Without even looking in the mirror she knew the top would not look ridiculous but it would certainly showcase her chest. A quick look down and she found that her nipples were straining against the fabric but she was thankful that the color was to dark it was little more then a couple of bumps against the top that she was sure could only really be seen close up. Looking down at the bed she noted that there was no underwear. Just a pair of similarly material pants that looked more like yoga pants then anything. Again maybe a size to small she picked them up and placed a leg through them and then another. The material was stretchy and easy to work with bu the size being a little too small meant she had to pull them up her legs in sections. From her ankles to her knees and then up her things and finally on her hips. They hung so low that she had to make sure that nothing more then her waist was visible. The pants clung to her like a second skin. She had often talked to other heroines about their wardrobe and had often found that those like Batgirl who wore more form fitting stuff preferred it for range of motion and what not. Outside of the gym and the yoga studio Mary being the conservative dresser that she was never really paid it any mind. With these on though she could see the appeal. They were comfort defined and she didn’t feel like she was wearing anything. The dark cream like color of them was not to much of a contrast from the top. With a note though she noted that in between her legs it did indeed clung to everything. It perfectly framed her sex and the tight gap between her thighs. Turning around in the get up she had to admit it was sexy without being too much and she felt so very comfortable in it. It was completely showing off her body but keeping her warm and comfy as well. Hassan had chosen well.

There was a knock at the door.

“Hello, Mary are you dressed?” hassan asked from other side as if he hadn’t just spent an hour bringing her to orgasm after orgasm.

“HAHA Hassan I think we are past that. Come on in” She declared.

Walking into the room he wore a large smile.

“Does that mean I can see you naked whenever I want”

“I suppose it does” Mary agreed.

He carried over one arm what looked to be a tan colored jacket almost the same color as the leggings she had just put on. In his other hand he carried a pair of heels. Mary didn’t wear heels often but was comfortable enough in them. They were black with a decent sized heel on them and open toes.

“I wasn’t sure what size you were but I went off of your uniform and sneakers” Hassan commented as he laid them on the floor at her feet. He placed the jacket on the bed close to her and stepped back. Mary slipped her feet in to the heels and stood. They were maybe just a pinch to small but they were quite doable to walk in.

“So?”

“Maybe a little small but provided I am not doing anything nuts or spending a lot of time in them they should be okay” Mary commented.

“Good. Here take the jacket” He picked the jacket up off the bed and presented an inner arm for her to put through. She placed her right arm through and like the gentlemen he was he slipped on her other arm as well. The jacket was off the same material as the clothes. Except it seemed to have been coated with some sort of substance, probably for rain she thought that made it glare slightly. It had black buttons and only came down about a half inch further down then the crop top. It had short sleeves that ended at her forearms. The effect Mary had to admit that while she as wearign something so close fitting that could be considered almost workout gear with the jacket and the heels it looked as well as though she could stroll into an office and not to out of place. Except for the tight framing of her crotch and her nipples showing she said inwardly.

“Marvelous. You look stunning as always” Hassan reached in and gripped her chin. Pulling her in for a kiss Mary melted into his arms and kissed him for an eternity. When he broke the kiss her hart beated faster and her cheeks turned red.

“What was that for?” She asked.

“Nothing, I just wanted to do it. You will do as I want today remember?”

“Yes I do”

“Good because being a slave is not all about pleasure. It will often be quite boring in between those mind blowing experiences”

“I’m not sure I understand” Mary asked inquisitively.

“It’s better to show you. Come I have work to do” Hassan motioned with his head to follow him out of the bedroom. Soon they were descending the stairs and out of the apartment. Making their way tot eh staircase or to the office Mary wasn’t sure which but when they arrived and he opened the door to his office she was slightly relieved at not having to go downstairs were people she was just beginnning to know would see her so close and possibly intimate with the owner. Her thoughts were drowned out when the door opened and as always John stood in the small foray.

“Good Morning John” Hassan called.

“Morning Master Hassan. You have some messages waiting for you and Georgia has requested a meeting at your convinence” John responded. Mary came folllwoing Hassan through in her new outfit. John took a moment to identify who it was but when he did his jaw dropped a couple of inches and Mary was left with a large smile both on th eoutside of her face and on the inside.

“Morning John” She called.

“Ah yes John, Mary will be spending the day with me. Maybe we can see if she can do more then just serve drunkards and pervs downstairs eh” Hassan commented as he walked by.

“I would imagine that is beyond a doubt Sir” John replied as Mary walked by him.

“Glad to know you boys have such a high opinon of me” Mary teased as she flashed John a smile walking by.

Before Hassan walked into his office he stopped which forced Mary to stop as well.

“What do you think about her office atire John. When she came to me this morning she said she had dressed comfortably but also for the office. I myself like it but she has apparently never worked in an office before” Hassan Asked.

Mary felt John’s eyes focus more intently on her and she felt obliged to present a better look so she turned to face him fully. In her mind she thought he was spending too much time looking at her chest and then down at her crotch area but in reality he did a simple apprasial and then smiled.

“I think she, you choose perfectly Mary” John said.

“Thank you” She replied and had to turn back towards Hassan to hide a blush. He smiled and nodded towards John and walked into the office with Mary following.

When the door to his office closed Mary reached out and slightly punched his shoulder.

“What was that?” She teased.

“Well I wanted his opinion and I wanted you looked over. Remember we need to get you accustomed to being viewed as a sexual creature. Also I am sure you would appreciate that I inferred you arrived here this morning and didn’t spend the night” Hassan raised an eyebrow as he walked away and sat behind his desk.

Mary thought about that and hadn’t even considered it.

“That’s right….. thanks” Mary finally said as she came to stand next to him behind his desk.

“Not a problem. Now take off your jacket and place it on one of the chairs and then assume that position you learned last night”

Mary did as told. She stood next to him with her hands behind her head once more and her feet spread. In the new outfit she was sure it hugged every portion of her. His eyes roamed her body, soaking her in and taking it all as a picture in his mind.

“Ummm how long am I going to stand this time?” Mary asked

“As long as I require”

“I just thought that we haven’t really discussed when I can go home” Mary nervously said.

“I was hoping you’d spend the night” Hassan turned and winked at her.

“When would you like to go home?” He continued.

“Early afternoon” Mary said.

“Why so soon. Not enjoying yourself?” Hassan asked concerned.

“Oh wow, no I am really enjoying myself but I have class work and the flowers need watering” Mary said not to mention in the back of her mind she needed to patrol the city for a bit looking for that Amouris character.

“Of course. It would allow me to prepare for the coming night as well. I shall let you go in the afternoon. I was going to have you stand for awhile but that will force a change” Hassan said.

“Sorry”

“Don’t be. I am happy you can voice your thoughts. Just be aware I will not always accommodate you”

“I understand”

“Very well then” Hassan rose from his chair and looked at the young beauty before him.

“To business then” He placed his hands on hers at the back of her head. Gripping them he moved her hands and his up over her head. Raising her arms up so that she as extended as far as she could go.

“Keep your hands there”

“Okay” Mary said with a hint of nervousness and intrigue.

With his hands moving down her arms he cupped her chin for a moment. Placing a delicate and quick kiss on her lips he moved down to her top. He pulled it up revealing her breasts. The flash of cold air startled her so did the removal of her top. She nearly broke the stance to pull it back down but stopped herself. Nipples already permanently erect became even more so in the cold air.

“If I am not going to see you as much as I would like today I would like to see all of you more….. fair trade?” The question was rhetorical as he took her top right up and over her arms and hands and threw it on his desk. Without missing a beat he turned and pulled down her pants and had her step out of them. Now completely nude in his office Mary was aware John was only one door away.

“I don’t get a choice…. But yeah fair trade” Mary said standing still with her arms out stretched over head.

“That’s kind of the point. The only choice you have is the one you made already…. To serve” Hassan winked. Taking her clothes and folding them neatly on his desk.

“I prefer you this way anyways”

Mary laughed and nodded her head knowing that, that was true. Despite it all within only a couple of hours she was already beginning to feel completely fine with her own nudity in front of him.

“Come closer” he ordered.

Taking a step forward he motioned with his hand even though he never took his face away from looking at the screen in front of him on his desk he kept flicking his fingers forward in the universal sign for some closer. She found herself steeping close and close to him until his hand was barely an inch from her. From the height of the chair and his hands if he choose he could simply reach a little further and she would be placing her pussy into the palm of his hand. It seemed that was his intent when he flicked his fingers forward again. Taking a breath and preparing for an orgasm or two she stepped forward. Her pussy coming to rest on his hand. He just placed his palm up and she placed herself down onto it like she was delivering a tray of drinks to a table.

“No cumming” He said again without raising his face from the screen. From this position she was able to see that he seemed to be responding to emails and also flicking back to design schematics for something she wasn’t sure about. It wasn’t her area of expertise anyways.

“You know how sensitive I am” She warned.

“Yes I do….. the order stands. No cumming”

“ummmm okay, can you take your hand away then?” She asked.

“No” He answered. He finsihed typing on the screen and then turned to her.

“I have two things I want you to learn today and now we have a shorter time to do it. That is okay though because I am sure you can learn them quite easily” Hassan said as his finger on the hand that held her pussy began to move towards her clit. Mary braced herself to try and hold of an orgasm but she had never done so. Never knew it could be done if she was being honest with herself.

“What is that?” She asked trying to distract him and herself.

“One, I want you to learn that your body is magnificant and you should and will show it off far more from now on” Hassan stated. His finger moving ever closer to her clit.

“MMMM and the second?” Mary asked trying to clamp down on her own feelings.

“Your orgasms from now on. They come on my command only” Hassan stated with a firmness that struck Mary that this was certainly no tease.

“For today” Mary clarified.

“No from now on” Hassan warned. His eyes blazed with passion as he stared into her own.

“That’s crazy” Mary stated.

“No it’s the truth” Hassan’s finger teased her clit and Mary had to bite her lip to stop herself from cumming right there on his hand.

“MMMMM” She moaned under his attentions.

“No cumming. They belong to me now”

“crazy” Mary muttered trying to stop herself from an orgasm.

“Say it” Hassan’s passion was clear and his desire raged on his face. Mary’s started to open and close her eyes trying anything to stop herself from cumming.

“MMMMM” Was all she could say.

“Say it” Hassan took his fingers away from her clit but still kept his palm up and held her pussy in his hand.

“Oh please I was close” Mary begged.

“Say it and I may let you cum”

“Okay. They belong to you” Mary pleaded.

“What belong to me?”

“My orgasms belong to you” Mary stated.

“Forever?” Hassan asked.

“Yes….” Mary answered. Hassan’s fingers made a reappearance around her clit. Her body tensed trying to stop herself again from cumming.

“Yes what?”

“Yes my orgasms belong to you…. Forever” Mary repeated.

“Say it again” Hassan commanded.

“My orgasms belong to you forever” Mary stated more clearly while biting her lip again to stop an orgasm.

“Again” He comanded.

“My orgasms belong to you” She repeated.

“Louder” Hassan commanded.

“MY ORGASMS BELONG TO YOU” She stated.

“Louder” He rose from his seat while keeping her pussy in his hand and playing with her clit with his fingers. His other hand came around and reached upwards. He took a hold of her right breast with it. The contact startled her for a moment until his finger traced another bath from her lips to her clit. His other fingers began to twist ever so slightly her nipple. Not enough to cause a lot of pain but enough to take her attention away from her needing orgasm for a slight moment before it stopped and his fingers on her clit took over her mind again.

“MY ORGASMS BELONG TO YOU!” She tried to keep her voice down enough that John couldn’t hear through the door. Aware that she had been told it was soundproofed before but she wasn’t sure just how well.

His hand gripped her breast in a rough yet loveingly way.

“Louder!” His command came.

“MY ORGASMS BELONG TO YOU!!!” She screamed desperate for release.

His fingers on her clit stopped and he took them up to focus on her left breast.

“Please” She moaned into him.

“Not yet, I have control of your orgasms. I want control of these as well” Hassan confirmed as he massaged and teased her nipples.

“Yes. You control them” Mary readily accepted.

Hassan leaned and kissed her passionately.

“And this” He said as he broke the kiss tracing the very finger he had been using to tease her clit along her mouth.

Mary looked into his eyes and nodded.

“Open” He commanded. Pushing his finger into her mouth when she did so.

“Suck” He ordered. Her lips closed around his finger and began to suck on his finger.

“If I own this….” He took his spare hand and cupped her pussy. “And I own these….” His hand moved up from her pussy to her breasts and tweaked her nipples and even gave her a couple of light slaps on the underside of her breasts. “And this…..” He withdrew his finger. “Then I own you…. don’t I?”

Mary looked at him. Her mouth still puckered from sucking on his finger. Her body was a flame with desire. Needing anything to touch her clit and permission and she would cum instantly. Her body was wet with sweat from just standing and being teased. Her mind was empty with nothing more in it’s mind then to be pleasured and to pleasure.

“Yes” She said as she took his hands in hers and guided him to her pussy and then her breasts, finally her mouth once more.

“You own me” The admission was incredible. Mary felt like with those words alone she could cum and actually had to clench her entire body together to make sure she did not disobey. His hands still in her grip he took them away and put his hand down by his side with his palm out.

“Place my property on my hand” He ordered with a smile and lust in his eyes.

“I don’t…...” Mary’s thoughts were confused until it dawned on her what he wanted. She stepped close to him and placed her pussy back onto his palm. The initial contact was excruciating to ignore the need to cum but she was getting so used to holding it back she thought she was doing a good job.

“You have done so well. Come so far so fast. Cum for me my slave”

Being called a slave should have turned her off she thought but it didn’t stick long in her mind. She wanted this more then anything and the permission was granted. With a tidal wave of emotion and muscle her body quivered in his hand as she came.

“MMMMMMMM!!!!” She moaned into his mouth as he kissed her deeply and passionately.

Mary came again and again on his hand he kept tracing lines around her clit and lips. Never once penetrating.

“Those weren’t authorized but I’ll let them slide for now” Hassan remarked, taking his lips away from her. Her mouth tried to follow briefly his in to the air until she opened her eyes at his words and nodded.

“Do you understand what just happened?” He asked in all seriousness after she seemed to have regained control of herself.

“Yes…. I just came like a slut on your hand” Mary chuckled.

Hassan laughed at that.

“Beyond that Mary”

“Yes….. I just agreed to be yours….. a slave” Mary was back to being nervous and shy and he absolutely loved it.

“Yes but do you grasp it?”

“I’m not sure I understand what you mean” Mary asked suddenly nervous and trying to cover her body with her hands.

“Hands in position” Hassan ordered. Immediately Mary placed her hands on the back of her head with her elbows out and feet apart.

“Good girl. Grasping it means do you understand the consequences. I will want control of every part of your life. That bed you slept in last night will be your new apartment. I will control what you eat, wear and when you go to the washroom. Your body is mine. If I choose to take your virginity now I will. You have consented by proclaiming me your owner”

There was a seriousness and a passion in him now that Mary had not yet glimpsed. She found it both scary and attractive. What he said though could never be she thought, she was in the throws of passion she would have said anything to have cum. Besides she thought, her second life as a heroine would never allow her to be so watched over.

“I can see on your face that this is dawning on you. This is what I want from you” Hassan said.

“I’m not sure I can provide that. I have responsibilities A family, school and friends” Mary stuttered.

“I will not have you caged up or on my cock all the time Mary. You will be allowed and encouraged to continue your schooling to whatever end you wish. If you wish to have a life outside of these walls it can and will be discussed but it will always be under my direction. I will take all choices from you and make them for you. Your only goal in life well be and is to please me”

The callousness of him referencing his cock jarred her somewhat. His seemingly need for absolute control seemed almost maniacal to her. Mary looked at the man she had allowed to influence so readily and so thoroughly over the past day and saw the lust in his eyes. He truly wanted her and she couldn’t help but be flattered to the point of consideration of his demands.

“I…. I can’t” Mary stated nervously.

“Understand I could take your words before as confirmation and try and keep you here but I will not. I want you willingly of course. Just know that if we continue this is what I want in the end” Hassan said.

Mary laughed inwardly. He would be in for a tough rife if he tried to keep her against her will.

“Then perhaps we should stop” Mary said.

“It is your choice”

“I don’t know” Mary admitted.

“Well then perhaps some time would be needed. Why don’t we call it a day then” Hassan offered.

“I’m not sure I want to end it” Mary said from her postion.

“I am happy to hear that. Why don’t you come back tonight after you have done everything as agreed and we will talk”

“Okay”

It was sometime in the afternoon Mary found herself in her small apartment. It was barely any bigger then the room Hassan kept as a dungeon she thought as she tidied up about. Watering the plants and doing some dusting her thoughts continued to drift towards the man and his offer. Her hands kept moving down to her pussy over top of her jeans but she somehow knew that no matter how hard she as to try she as quite sure she wouldn’t be able to cum.

“What am I thinking?” Mary asked aloud.

“Maybe if I go out and bash some heads in” Mary mused.

“SHAZAM” Mary transformed into her alter ego and raced out fo the apartment and into the air.

She flew around the city for a couple of hours until the sun had gone down. Under the cover of night she was sure she was going to spot something and it wasn’t soon until she saw a familiar looking van in an alleyway. There was nothing going on except the three thugs were out of the van and seemed to be enjoying a smoke. Still wearing masks it was impossible to determine if it was the same crew. Amouris had made mention of having multiple crews about the city. She hovered well off in the distance and kept watch. When they finished with their smokes they quickly got back in the van and pulled out of the alley. Suddenly aware she was aware she might be tracking them back to wherever they came from. She kept an even closer eye on them. The can drove for about twenty mintues in a pattern aroudn the city that seemed to be more random then anything. Certain that they were looking for someone to go after Mary came in a little closer so that she would be able to act more quickly.

It wasn’t long until they seemed to park up a couple of blocks away from a club. Mary for a moment wondered if it was one of the ones Hassan owned but she didn’t get much time to think on that as she spotted a young woman walking alone down towards the alley. Keenly alert she watched as two thugs exited the van when they spotted her. They crept up behind and grabbed her. As soon as that happened Mary with all the speed at her disposal was on them. She separated the woman from their hands before she barely had a chance to even scream for help. Mary backed the two thugs back into the alley where the can was.

“Listen lady we don’t want any problems again”

“Oh good it is the same people”

Before anything happened she used her super speed to go and grab the other thug from the van before he could use any sort of extra weapons on her like before. She placed him next tot he other two before they realized what was going on.

“I’ll make this easy. Tell me where you take the girls and I’ll put a good word in for you” Mary stated.

“Shut up bitch”

“Not the answer I was looking for. Last chance” Mary warned.

“You should be nude and collared like every other hot bitch out there” Another thug dared to utter.

Mary’s mind thought for a moment. They were being far too cavalier with her. Something was up.

“The man makes an excellent point” The voice came from above. Mary turned her head upright to see Amouris had appeared above and behind her. When she turned to face him he threw something at her and then he misted in his teleportation phase. Mary turned behind her to grab him as he came out of his phase but as she did whatever had been thrown at her hit her on the back. Before she could think about it a searing pain shot up from it. It had hit the small of her back and from that point right up the spine and into her head she felt nothing but pain. Her grip on him loosened and he stepped back as she fell the floor in pain. He pushed his hands together and the ball of electricity blasted from him. With the pain she was unable to concentrate on absorption. It wrecked havoc on her body. She writhed on the ground of the alley in pain. She felt the pain from her toes to her teeth. Blue lightening seemed to be moving about her body on waves. He hit her again and again with his power. Each time worse then the last. It left her on the floor barely conscious.

“Pick her up” Amouris commanded to the three thugs who had simply stood and watched. Mary could not fight them as they lifted her to her feet.

The masked villain closed the gap between them as the three thugs held her up. Mary was conscious but barely able to keep her eyes open. Her mind was just trying to grapple with staying awake and couldn’t process much more of anything else. Amouris took her chin in his hand just like Hassan, but much more roughly and without any of the love.

“Your body belongs to me now” He sneered and even in her haze she could sense the smile behind that mask.

“Not…… yours” Mary was able to mumble.

“No all you women think your body is your own but we are changing that back slowly aren’t we?” Amouris declared taking hold of her chin again and pushing her head to the side.

“not….. mine” Mary mumbled.

“That’s right slave” Amouris took her chin.

“You did a number on her boss” one of he thugs said.

“Yes I did” Amouris tiled her head back and forward tot he side like he was appraising a piece of meat.

“Get her in the van and on the tamer” He commanded. The thugs lifted her towards the van while he opend the side slide door. Inside at the back was anther weapon like Mary had fought off before but in the middle of te van was a block with a rounded top that seemed to be plugged into a battery. In her dazed state Mary could barely register what was going on before they had her kneeling over the thing. Making sure to have her pussy on a certain spot. Chains and cuffs fdangled from the ceiling of the van that they used to secure her wrists and shackles were added to her ankles. Mary was beginnign to come out of the haze when they flicked a switch. From outside the van Amouris watched. The heroine was secured in the position facing him. She was certainly going to provide him with hours of pleasure before she was sold he thought to himself. Confident in his victory. The flick of the switch turned whatever was in that block on. Mary began to feel vibrations along her pussy that startled her awake from her daze.

“What the??” Mary pulled out the chains. Still weak from the blows she had suffered they held firm.

“Time to break you like the philly you are” Amouris announced. Mary locked eyes with him.

“I’ve been tortured by gods and monsters. You are nothing more then a low level pimp” Mary’s eyes burned red with anger. If she was capable she would have shot lasers from them. The passion startled Amouris for a moment and then as he watched her struggle in the chains he laughed.

“Gods and monsters eh? HAHA maybe they will buy you”

The vibrations were centered on her clit and Mary was thankful for the exercises of eariler in the day. Before she would have already cum three or four times but now she felt without permission from Hassan she could not cum. That in itself was another problem but at least at the mometn she thought it was a saving grace.

“Boss….. why ain’t she cumming?” One of the thugs asked.

“This is a heroine we are dealing with here idiots. She wont cum like a typical harlot...” Amouris stepped closer to the van.

“…. but when she does it will be so much more like a whore” His words pierced through her mind and what was left of her fog. She knew already that normally she would have been cumming already and the fact he would have mistaken her sensitivity for being a whore struck down to the very core of her own body image.

“I don’t kill, but I might make an exception for you” Mary’s voice was low and loaded with malice without any trace of feeling any effects of the vibrations.

“I don’t think you’ll do much more then anything. I can see it through all that hate and bravado. You like this. I think you may have even played with chains and been a slut for someone already in your life” Amouris declared.

If only he knew. Mary smiled. It was a mirthless smile. With just a bit of her power back she fed a short circuit of electricity through the device between her legs and then through her body again to pop the locks on the chains binding her. She jumped from the van before they could even figure out that the machine was smoking.

“Cute trick” Amouris said stepping away from her for a moment.

“I don’t think though that you are ready to fight me” He inclined his head as the three thugs emerged from the van as well behind her. Amouris was in front and the three of them spread out to encircle her.

Her smile returned along with her confidence. Her strength and her powers were not with her yet. That little trick had used what she could muster for the moment. Thankfully though she was not without options. Her back still pointed to the three thugs who were spreading out she watched two of them emerging in to her peripheral vision. Amouris stocked closer in and with a faint she pushed him back and pivoted on her left leg and delivered and roundhouse kick to the side of one thugs head. He dropepd to the ground unconscious. Surprised by her sudden movement the other thug in her perphiary lunged at her. She hoped back towards the thug behind her allowing the thug who had launched himself at her to miss. She pivoted and turned to face the one who was behind her and punched him in the gut and then kneed him in the face while he was hunched over. He dropped to the floor unconscious. With the speed of a trained fighter she turned to the thug who had missed her. He was off balance with his side exposed to her. Balancing her weight on her right leg she kicked up wit her left right into his temple. Dropping him to the ground. Between them Amouris stood almost transfixed in horror or splendor at the turn of events.

“Impressive…. Until another time” Amouris misted away as he did when he teleported. Mary got the sense that he as gone. With her strength returning she bound the three thugs and dropped them at a local police station.

Flying away from the police station Mary got a look at the time on one of the billboards around town. It was close to eleven at night and she reminded herself that she had promised she would return to Hassan. Landing in a nearby alley way she took a quick look around to make sure she was alone.

“SHAZAM” Mary was transformed back into her regular self.

She walked to the cluba nd used the employee enterence. When she entered she smiled and waved to Emilio.

“Ms. Mary I wasn’t aware you were working tonight” He said.

“I’m not but Hassan asked me to come in to give him a hand” Mary replied with as much detail as she was willing to give.

“Ah I see. Well stay right there” He pointed to the bar and took a hold of a phone from behind the counter.

“I’ll get you right up there” He winked as he waited for someonen on the other end to pick up.

“Ms. Mary is here……… yes that’s right……. I’ll send her up” Emillio clicked down the phone and opened up the counter that seperated the bar and the lounge and ushered her behind.

“Master Hassan has a private elevator to Emillio’s bar here” He showed her behind the bar there was a hidden door that he opened up into a small elevator.

“Handy” Mary remarked.

“It’s quicker to exit when he needs to and can avoid all the people at the front when he chooses” Emillio explained.

“I see” Mary stepped in and noticed there was only two buttons with the bottom one being labled lounge she hit the top one and the door swung closed.

“Thank you” Mary managed to get out before it closed.

It took her up a floor and when it stopped and opened she noticed she was in the foray of his office with John there welcoming her.

“Good Evening Mary” he stated with a smile and a gesture to exit the elevator.

“Good evening John. How has the day been?”

“Quite well thank you. I trust you managed to get some studying done?”

“I did thanks”

“Great. He is currently in his office and is expecting you”

“Thank you John” Mary moved passed him to the door to his office. She gave a quick knock to announce her presence and then walked in.

“Hello Hassan”

“Mary!, I must admit I was beginning to think you may not come back” He rose from the desk and welcoming her in with his hands. She took a seat in the chairs in front of his desk and laughed.

“I was a little skeptical but I can’t deny how you make me feel”

“I am glad…. Have you thought about my offer?”

“I have… I must admit I can’t seem to cum anymore without permission” Mary admitted with a slight blush.

Hassan smiled and raised an eyebrow.

“So you have tried?”

“Not really tried but normally if I were to run my hand over myself in a certain way I would be able to cum and now nothing” She left out the fact she had some sort of industrial vibrator on her pussy only an hour or so ago and she couldn’t cum even though she desperately wanted to.

“I could say you should be punished for even trying but I will leave that for now’ Hassan smiled walking around the desk to sit on it in front of her.

“What is it you want though from all of his Mary?” He asked with all intent and seriousness.

“I want more….. but I don’t think I can give you what you want” Mary answered honestly.

“I would have guessed as much. I will not force you into it but I will tell you in all honesty that I find you very attractive. You are the most attractive woman I have ever met and you have such a way about you that just makes me want to protect you. The only way I can do that in a way that I would enjoy is through chains” Hassan played with his hands. Rubbing them together in a fidgeting gesture.

Mary reached out and took his hands in to hers.

“I have never felt more like a woman in your hands. What you ask of me though I can not give” Mary said.

“Why? Because of family?… I will allow you to remain in contact and to see them. School? I have already stated I would encourage you to finish and to find a career if you wished. Friends? If I let you see family I will certainly allow you to see friends” Hassan raised the both of their hands to his lips. With her hands on the outside he kissed the back of her hands.

“It’s not just that” Mary said as she breathed away an rising arousal. Knowing that she could not possibly tell him of her other career.

“Then what? I know you don’t moonlight as a dancer” Hassan joked.

Mary laughed and took her hands from his lips with a certain amount of will power.

“No but I work in this really dirty club” Mary teased.

“Dirty??, my club dirty? I’ll have you know you can eat off my floors…. And sometimes the girls” Hassan laughed as she pushed him playfully.

“One step at a time?” Mary offered.

“One step at a time sounds just fine” Hassan laughed and rose from the desk and knelt by her.

“I would wait eons to have you in my chains” He kissed her hands once more.

“Such a poet” Mary teased.

“Strip” Hassan said as he rose from the ground.

“Yes” Mary nodded raisign herself from her seat.

“I think it’s time you called me Sir or Master. I prefer Master”

“I was going to ask about that” Mary remarked as she took her top off.

“Why?”

“Everyone calls you Master Hassan”

“Yes but in a different context. You will call me Master because I am your Master or will be. I will own your body and mind. Everyone at the clubs calls me Master because I am the Master of this house. You will notice everyone calls me Master Hassan. You will just refer to me as Master… at least when we are alone” Hassan explained.

“I see, kinda. Why have I not been told to call you Master Hassan before then” Mary remarked stripping from her jeans.

“Because it’s more informal then anything but happily most do so. As I am sure you would imagine I do get a kick out of it” Hassan watched from in front of the desk as Mary stripped out of her underwear to stand naked in front of him. Without any shyness or word she assumed her stance of hands behind head and feet separated.

“I see…… Master” Mary winked and smiled.

For the next three weeks Mary worked at the club three nights a week. She earned enough to pay for her semester and her books for the next year not to mention her rent. When she was not out patrolling she was with Hassan. Still in all that time he had not been intimate with her. They would spend nights with her being pleasured by all sorts of things. Everything from his tongue to what she had learned was a sybian. A device that looked on a smaller scale similar to what Amouris had attempted to tamer her with. In her patrols around the city she had run into him two more times. All without a clear victor. He always managed to disappear and to her own chagrin and shame each time he talked about her enslavement and eventual sale her arousal grew more and more. As she learned more and more about the lifestyle she grew more and more aroused and interested. She had not once slept at Hassan’s since that first night. An arrangement had been made that she would sleep at home always. She grew close to her trainer in the club Sarah and found herself liking more and more Emillio and Georgia. She had made friends in the club too. Servers like herself and dancers. They all seemed happy and well taken care of. In her time with Hassan she had learned how to give him a blowjob and then how to deep throat him. That was as sexual as he had gotten with her. He seemed to always want more but was respectful of her and her wishes. In turn she had learned more positions and stances. She had learned that indeed part of serving him as his slave was often quite mundane. From fetching him drinks and food to relaying commands to Georgia or Emillio. Not once, though she had agreed to it had he asked her to dance. This combined with no other sexual contact was beginning to frustrate her. She wanted more and wasn’t sure how to ask.

Mary had just finished a patrol. It was middle of the evening and she was anxious to get over to Hassan. She wasn’t working that night and was just going to serve. Serving him was the most enjoyable things she had ever done even though she would spend hours just stood before him. Sometimes he would cup her pussy or sometimes she would be kneeling before him and he would stroke her hair like a pet. She loved every moment of it and wanted to get back there as soon as possible. First though she needed to go to her apartment and check mail, water the plants and get a bite to eat. Going through the hallway on her way to the apartment she noticed as she approached there was something posted on her door. When she got there her mind couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing.

“Notice of eviction???….. what the?” Mary tore the piece of paper from her door and read it.

“Morality clause?? what is this” Mary took it in her hand and immediately got back on the elevator to go down to the main floor where the operator of the building lived.

Knocking firmly but trying to keep a lt of anger from her knocks Mary waited for himto answer the door.

“Mr. Lawrie, what is the meaning of this” She asked before he could barely open the door.

Mr Lawrie was the operator of the building but he was nto the owner. He had always seemed to be a descent person. He always wore a nice shirt and was always clean. His apartment was always clean and though a little old fashioned he seemed harmless.

“I’m sorry Mary but that came from the new owner”

“New Owner? Why didn’t I hear anything about that”

“It’s only happened in the past couple of weeks. Some silent partner bought the building”

“What’s a morality clause?” Mary asked and was interested to see the older gentlemen in frotn of her blush.

“Apparently when you updated your work details to that club….. it gave the new owner cause to evict you. Something about not having to rent to degenerates” He paled as he said it.

“EXCUSE ME!” Mary nearly called on the power of the gods to smite him before she calmed down.

“the club you work for is a strip club Mary”

“I know where I work Mr. Lawrie. What does that have to do with it?”

“There’s a clause in the lease. The morality clause, he can evict you if he deems you have broken it” He placed his hands up in a mock surrender.

“I know you are a good girl and just serving drinks there Mary but I have no control. I barely got him to agree to thirty days notice. He could have had the locks changed on you” Mr. Lawrie seemed upset to say.

Mary stared at him and thought of all the wonderfully terrible things she could do to this new owner. They passed through her mind in an instant before she calmed down.

“This can’t be legal” She remarked.

“Legal enough” he shrugged.

“I mean you probably can afford a better place now” He continued.

“Maybe but not in the middle of the school year. You know that, it would be impossible to find something so close to school and work right now” Mary’s shoulders weeped and she felt a slight tear come to her eye.

“I’m sorry Mary” Mr. Lawrie commented.

“I know…. I’ll be out in thirty days” Mary turned and went up to her apartment.

Walking into the club that night she felt a sense of loss and despair the likes of which she hadn’t felt since she lost her scholarships and job in the same day.

“Hi Emillio” She said walking into the lounge. He smiled and waved as she helped herself to the counter and to the elevator. Mary was welcome at any time now to use the elevator without any prior notice and John would be notified as soon as the elevator was in use. When she emerged into the she forced a smile onto her face.

“Hi John”

“Mary….. he is currently in his apartment. Would you like an escort?”

“Ha thanks John but I think I can handle getting there on my own” Mary laughed as she exited the foray.

Entering the apartment Mary closed the door behind her. Stood in the main foray she disrobed. Standing completely nude she folded her clothes up neatly and placed them on a near by table and knelt. She got down to her knees and spread her legs. Placed her hands palm up on her thighs and face down at the floor and waited. This was how he preferred to be greeted she knew and she found the whole thing humbling, humiliating and hot.

“Mary” Hassan came into the foray from the back and looked down on her.

“Something seems wrong” He guessed. She wasn’t sure how he figured that out but was grateful for the concern.

“Just some problems with my apartment” Mary answered without raising her head.

“What is wrong with it. I can have anyone over there to fix anything within an hour” Hassan leaned done and took her chin in his hand with delicate careful fingers.

“Nothing that needs fixing. I am being evicted” Mary replied.

“What on heavens for? You are paying your rent aren’t you?”

“Yes. I am told I have thirty days” Mary said as she looked into his eyes.

“What is wrong then”

“A morality clause” Mary sniffled when she said it.

“Oh…..” Hassan answered.

“Have you heard of such a thing before?” Mary asked.

“Unfortunately I have. Many of the girls here deal with it”

“It’s demeaning and has to be illegal” Mary said.

“If it ever goes to court sure but often tenants like you don’t have that ability to get it to court”

“True”

“I am sorry Mary. Would you like to simply rest tonight?” Hassan asked.

“This is relaxing Master” Mary answered.

“That is a perfect answer slave” Hassan reached down and kissed her.

“I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that upstairs there is a bed and bathroom all ready for my slave” Hassan said as he broke the kiss and raised her to her feet with a finger under her chin.

“I know” Mary said looking at him. She saw his lust and his desire. His passion and his earnestness to help.

“I’ll think about it” Mary confirmed.

“That is all I ask. Perhaps tonight you can sleep there” Hassan ventured.

“I would like that” Mary accepted.

“Good for now then you will find what you need for tonight in the sitting room” Hassan playfully patted her ass towards the back.

“Yes Master” Mary walked around the staircase to the back. Taking a turn to her right she saw in the sitting room on the table was a selection of chains, restraints and a collar.

“We have worked on your body image….” Hassan leered over her and once where she would have felt a blush on her cheeks now she felt nothing more then arousal. “….. and your disciple and obedience…..” Hassan continued. “Now we have to work on your acceptance and shame” Hassan gestured towards the collection of chains and restraints.

“I am sure like most things I will understand in time” Mary commented as she went towards them. In her fights with Amouris she had seen him try and collar her and restrain her multiple times. She had always escaped and now to willingly allow herself to be restrained seemed contradictory but under the watch of Hassan she would do anything.

“These are the real deal. Not like what you wore the first night” Hassan remarked as he came to stand next to her. He brandished a key that he produced from a pocket on the inside of his suit jacket.

“Only one key” he said.

“I would have thought so” Mary deadpanned as she took a hold of the first steel restraints. These appeared to be designed for ankles. She found them all already opened and placed the ankle ones on and closed them shut.

“No hesitation?” Hassan asked.

“No…… I trust you” Mary reached for the wrist restrains and clipped them around her wrists. She did pause with the collar before she placed it around her throat and heard that click into place behind her. The chain was all one piece resembling the trial chain from the weeks before. This was thicker chain and slightly heavier.

“This is your new uniform. When you come here you will strip and place yourself in these chains before kneeling”

“Yes Master”

Mary placed the chain first through her collar d ring and then to her wrist restraints, then around her waist and down once separated again to her ankles. There were pad locks on the table that she used to secure the chain at her wrists and ankles and then she knelt before him.

“Stay with me forever slave” Hassan said as he loomed over her.

“I….. want to…. But I can’t” Mary replied honestly.

“You can and you will” Hassan said.

“I have other things that need to be done” Mary had to spurt out.

“The only thing you need to do is please me”

“You don’t understand” she said with genuine sadness.

“Make me understand” He pleaded.

“I can’t”

“Please Mary I think it’s obvious by now we both want this….. unless you don't want to continue?

“I have to help in the real world” Mary considered that was as close as she could say it without actually telling him that he had a super heroine in chains before him.

“You will be a doctor Mary. You’ll help plenty” Hassan obviously couldn’t grasp what she actually meant but it was as good a guess as any Mary had to admit to herself.

“I will try” She admitted from her kneeling position.

Hassan looked at his chained beauty. The most beautiful woman he had ever met and she was in his chains naked before him.

“You will end up with me for all time slave” Hassan commented.

“I might” Mary confirmed.

It was the first time really that she had admitted it was a chance and for that alone Hassan soared with delight. She would be his.

“For now I am delighted you are at least going to stay the night. In the cage or out?” Hassan asked. Referring to the bars that could surround the bed in the dungeon.

“If I am going to be the part I might as well play the part. Cage me for the night” Mary stated with a force of will that surprised them both. To go from an almost despair about the future to a concrete so sure of answer spoke volumes to the will and mental strength of the young woman chained in the apartment.

“Wonderful. You continue to surprise at every moment”

“How may I please you right now Master?” Mary asked in probably the most seductively teasing way she had ever said anything at least to Hassan and he was sure to anyone else in her entire life.

“Surprise after surprise” Hassan muttered loud enough and saw the smile on her face from her kneeling position.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet” Mary boasted.

“If you wish to please me I would value highly your oral skills while I am attending to some business but in order to do that we must go to the office” Hassan stated.

Up until this point Mary had done all of her clothes changes either in the apartment or in the office. She had never walked out into the club without any sort of clothing. Often she was fully clothed with something tight or possibly revealing but never outright nude.

From his pants pocket he took out another long piece of chain and attached it to her collar. Holding it in his hand Mary realized she had just been leashed and was going to lead her out of the apartment wearing nothing but chains. On the level they were unless someone was looking up which rarely happened no one would see but the one who would was John in the office foray.

“Are you about to lead me out of here on leash…. Master” She asked as she was pulled to her feet.

“Yes….. bondage and shame. We have the acceptance for being in chains and on a lead, now a bit of shame….. believe me you will love it” He stated. A strong pull on the leash forced her to follow.

“I’m not sure about that” Mary complained as she got her feet under her.

“It’s only John. You think he hasn’t guessed what we have been doing” Hassan smirked as he looked back at her. The clanking of her chains on the floor was enough to get him excited but seeing her always added another level to his arousal.

To Mary the clanking of the chains were large bullhorns annoouncing that there was something different going on and something that needed to be seen. It sounded like the roar of a thousand doomsdays to her. Following him to the door he looked over at her and she pleaded with her eyes.

“I will not let anything harm you. You trust me remember”

“Yes Master”

“Good, relax as much as you can”

“Yes Master”

He opened the door. It was only seconds before she was pulled out on the floor. Her first instinct was to look away but the same echoes as always echoed throughout the building. There was no difference, she heard no calls or shouts about a naked lady walking around the second floor. A pull on her leash had her fall in line behind Hassan. She had been taught to always walk three steps behind and to his right. Thankfully that meant she was all but obscured from any potential viewers on the first floor.

“See not so bad right?” Hassan commented without turning his head.

“No…. But the worst is yet to come” Mary commented. Walking behind, the clanking of the chains to her seemed no less quiet then before.

They reached the door to the office foray and Mary sucked in a breath. Hassan smiled and opened the door. He pulled with his leash, pulled into the room Mary found herself looking into the eyes of John. The dutiful security guard took all of her in. His eyes roamed her body like a hungry predator.

“Hello John” Hassan spoke first. He pulled Mary with him towards his office door.

“Say hi slave” He ordered. Mary blushed at the order and being called slave as well as being nude in chains before John.

“Hello John” Mary dutifully responded.

“Hello Mary. You are looking lovely as ever” John managed to say.

“Thank you” Mary was able to get out before she was pulled into the office behind Hassan.

“Kneeling position at side of desk” Hassan ordered as he dropped the leash and walked to the right of the desk while she walked to the left and knelt with her body facing the chair which Hassan sat down at.

“That wasn’t so bad” Hassan commented.

“No it wasn’t” Mary had to admit.

“Good. Because he is going to get another surprise in a bit” Hassan said ominously.

“I’m not going to like that am I Master” Mary giggled.

“You wont like the idea, but you will like it in the end” Hassan smiled while he waited for a second tablet to boot up.

Mary waited in her kneeling position for any order for awhile before Hassan turned to her with a sigh.

“Finally got that all done. Now lets have some fun shall we?”

“Yes Master” Mary responded with a sense of tripadation.

“Good. Hop up onto the desk” Hassa n ordered.

The desk was large and could easily accomadte her ont there. She could easily spread herself out and still there would be room on the desk so she was quite sure it would support her as she jumped on. Her chains rattled against the wood.

“Sorry Master I should have picked them up with me” Mary apologized.

“A lesson learned and I should have warned you”

“Thank you” Mary was turned to face him. On the desk she had one arm under her while another propped up her head. Her legs spread out across the width of the desk.

“Kneeling position” Hassan ordered.

Mary assumed the same kneeling position she had been in before with her knees spread out wide and her hands on her thighs palms up. It felt weird but she also felt just how close she was to him. Far more so then she was on the floor and it made her wet at the thought of something naughty happening.

“Play with yourself” he ordered.

“Yes Master”

It wasn’t the first time she had been told to pleasure herself before him and she knew like everything else it was under her command. She never even touched herself at home anymore. Truly her orgasms belonged to him. Mary knew that he liked seeing her play with her clit with one hand while tweaking her nipples with her other and began to do just so.

“Eyes on me. Do not close them and you know to ask for permission”

“yes Master” Mary replied.

Hassan watched for a couple of mintues while she worked herself into a frenzy. She had come so far from cumming from the slightest touch to being able to hold it for hours on end if he ordered her to.

“Do not stop or break position” He warned. The warning was met with a degree of confusion from Mary as she always didn’t break position and waited for permission.

“Yes Master”

“Good” He turned to a tablet. From her vantage point she could not see what he was doing but she could see from his action he was typing.

Moments later Mary was so close to cumming but she had yet to even ask for it because she knew something was up and continued to look at him in the eyes.

“Not yet” Hassan ordered as though reading her mind.

Behind her Mary heard the door open and immediately she blushed. Hassan smiled and winked at her. She knew not to break her rthyem and knew not to stray from her position but she was mortified. Whoever it was could clearly see her on the desk. On her knees, spread and something going on as they came closer. From the corner of her eyes got a view of John entering the room with a smile as large as the building on his face. He walked around the desk to stand next to Hassan and provided him with a copy of some papers.

“As you requested Master Hassan” John said while never taking his eyes off of her.

“Thank you John. Could you also get us a couple glasses of water. Mary is a little occupied at the moment to get them but I think she would like one, wouldn’t you slave?”

Mary was lost in a sea of emotions from outright humiliation to arousal almost beyond her means to control to the need to please her Master. She nodded without breaking eye contact and Hassan smiled. John smiled without ever taking his eyes off of her and nodded.

“I’ll be right back”

“Oh don’t worry you wont miss anything. Mary wont be cumming for a bit yet. Isn’t that right slave?” Hassan teased.

“Yes Master” Mary said breathlessly.

John exited the room and Hassan laughed.

“Oh slave you are perfect. How do you feel?”

“MMMMM” Mary responded taking the sign of his laugh to momentarily close her eyes to just enjoy some of her actions on her clit. She opened them and stared into him with her own passion.

“So good Master”

“Very good. See there is nothing to it”

“No Master. It was not bad at all” Mary agreed. A slight blush coming to her cheeks as she imagined that she could do that as often as he required. Her fingers had never been more trained and willing. Working on her clit with a furious abandon all the while making sure that she could not and would not cum.

“Will you cum in front of him?” Hassan asked.

“I will do as you please Master” Mary answered in between breaths.

“If that were true you would be here all the time in my chains slave” He remarked.

“You don’t understand” Mary said breathlessly

“No, make me understand!” Hassan demanded.

“Please can I cum?” Mary tried to change the topic.

“No”

“No, you wont be cumming anytime soon now”

“But you implied I could cum in front of John” Mary complained.

“I own those orgasms” Hassan warned.

“Yes Master” Mary conceded.

“We will have to give him another show and you have upset me” Hassan said ominously.

Mary continued to play with herself in front of him. Never breaking eye contact. With a knock at the door John reappeared into the office with a couple glasses of water. He handed one to Hassan, who took it and took a quick sip. He placed the other down next to Mary who eyed it but continued to play with herself. Hassan had her keep playing for a bit longer before he ordered her to stop.

“Off the desk slave” He ordered.

“Yes Master”

Mary dropped down from the desk. The rankling of the chains sounding like a chorus and a symphony to her ears.

“Go to the front of the table and bend over it” Hassan commanded.

Mary looked at him and knew what he had in mind. In the time she had spent with him she had been spanked a couple of times for not following orders. It had been a humiliating experience each time and one that stuck in her mind and even made her love him even more. She moved to the front of the of the desk and bent over it at the waist. Her head down on the desk she looked at Hassan who was moving to the front with John.

“Spread your legs slave”

“Yes Master”

Mary spread her feet wide. Hassan who was now behind her placed his hand in between her legs and spread her thighs and legs as far as they would go with the chain. Once he was happy with her placement he walked to the side of the desk to look at her in the face.

“You will count out slave”

“Yes Master”

Hassan turned and walked behind her again. Mary could feel both of their presences behind her. She felt Hassan rubbing her bare bum. At least she hoped it was Hassan she thought. The hands roamed both of her buttocks. Stoking and carrassing them. She feel into a daze of pleasure as the gentle and loving touches.

“Her ass is so smooth and perfectly proportined, don’t you think John?” Mary heard Hassan say from behind her. She was sure it was the source of the hands on her butt.

“I have not seen anything better” John agreed and though Mary was being appraised like a piece of meat she blushed for the compliment. Happy that her face could not be seen by either.

“Would you care to have a touch?” Hassan asked.

“She would not mind?” John answered and for the first time in her brief experience in the club and knowing John she sensed excitement in his voice.

“This body belongs to me now” Hassan answered. Mary blushed again but didn’t contradict him.

“Isn’t that right slave?” Hassan asked.

“Yes Master, my body is yours to do with as you please” Mary answered.

She felt a second pair of hands begin to rub and caress her butt. Rougher more in-experienced hands joined Hassan’s in rubbing her butt. Mary couldn’t help but feel aroused at being treated this way. She as hopeful her arousal wasn’t being detected by Hassan as she though he might punish her for it.

“Her ass is a work of art” Mary heard John say.

“Her cunt is far better. Still a virgin” Hassan commented. Mary’s humiliation was complete with him disclosing her virginity to John.

“You have to be kidding me. A young woman who looks like that and still a virgin?” John seemed to be skeptical.

“It’s true. A couple of weeks ago when she came here she would cum from just a touch on the clit. With training now she holds it until I tell her” Hassan said.

“In such a short time?” John asked. Mary felt like she was nothing more then an object in the room. They were talking about her as if she weren’t there. The whole effect was dehumanizing and making her feel like her whole purpose was to be pleasurable to those using her. She felt the feeling was freeing.

“Yes, she is intelligent as you know and a quick learner. She is a slut though in her heart” Hassan commented and the insult hurt but she couldn’t dispute it. The rougher hands she associated with John’s withdrew from her butt with a laugh.

“Now watch this” Hassan commented as his hands too withdrew from feeling up her butt.

Mary was confused for a second until she felt eh first of Hassan’s strike agasint her left butt cheek. His hand was soft but his aim was true and his speed was swift.

“One Master” Mary remembered to say.

“Good slave”

Another landed on her left cheek and she counted that one out too. Eight more landed on her left cheek that she counted out. She could feel her ass reddening and her eyes welled with tears.

“You took that well slave”

“Thank you Master” Mary responded while holding back the tears.

In response the first of ten on her right butt check landed. Mary without missing a breath thanked him and counted them off with each smack.

There was a knock at the door and Mary’s heart skipped a beat. With John already inside this was someone completely new. As with most others the knock was simply to let Hassan now someone was coming in. Mary heard the door open and heard a pair of footsteps. Two people! She thought. Her worst fears about humiliation were coming true.

“Georgia, Emillio. How can I help you?”

“Is that lovely Mary?” Mary heard the distinctive voice of Emilio.

“Oh look at those lovely red marks on that perfect ass” Georgia remarked. Mary screamed inwardly at the humiliation of being exposed to all four of them.

Hassan laid an extra hand slap across both butt cheeks.

“You are being rude slave. Greet them” Hassan commanded.

“Yes Master. Hello Emilio, Hello Georgia”

“Oh Hassan what a sweet creature. I never thought in a million years that she would even last a week in the club let alone under your supervision” Georgia commented.

“I never thought I would see that body naked” Emilio stated.

“Would you like to get a better look?” Hassan offered.

“Don’t tease us Hassan” Emilio warned.

“slave. Back on the desk in kneeling position facing forward” Hassan ordered. Mary’s cheeks flamed red knowing that would expose everything to the four of them in the room. Her own lusts overpowered her humiliation though which was the lesson Hassan wanted to teach her in the first place.

“Yes Master”

Mary rose with her back still turned from the desk and stood upright. Her chains rankling as she moved. She closed her eyes and turned to face everyone. When she opened them she saw that they all looked at her like a piece of meat. Not only had she been talked about like one while in the same room but now she as being stared at like one. The experience was arousing. With a smirk and a nod Hassan motioned for her to climb on to the table. She turned around and climbed on board the desk. Turning around to face them once more she knelt and spread her legs wide. Placed her palms upwards on her thighs and lowered her head.

“Good slave” Hassan commented moving towards her. He took up position on the side of the desk next to her and reach out and grabbed her breasts with his hands.

“These are as firm and soft as her ass John and her nipples are sensitive and just a little elongated”

“Don’t tease us Master Hassan” Georgia pleaded. With her head bowed all she could make out was the lower halves of their bodies as they moved closer to the desk. Hassan took his hands away from her nipples and breasts and gestured for them all to have a feel.

Mary was caressed, prodded and even lightly slapped by all of them as they felt her breasts and nipples. Her breathing increased as she found the whole thing to be highly erotic. Georgia was the last to have a feel and peek. When she was done feeling her nipples she slipped a hand down to her pussy and lightly placed a finger around her clit and lips. Mary was ashamed when she brought it back up and saw that her finger was glistening with her juices.

“Open up Mary” Georgia asked.

Not sure if she should obey Mary raised her head and looked to the side where she knew Hassan still stood and looked for permission. After a nod, she opened her mouth and took Georgia’s finger into it. She closed her lips around her finger, sucking and licking her juices from her boss’s finger until she pulled out.

“The suction on her….. my god Hassan….” Georgia exclaimed.

“I know” Hassan smiled. Mary caught a glimpse of it and smiled in return happy that she had pleased him.

“As great as this is and it is fantastic. We are here on actual business” Emilio confirmed.

“Go ahead” Hassan commanded.

Just like that it was if she wasn’t there as they moved away from the desk and gathered around one of the sets of chairs. Mary could hear everything and she as sure they knew that but it as if they either didn’t care or believed she would make sense of anything.

“There’s a problem at the outport facility” Emilio said.

“What kind of problem?” Hassan asked.

“It’s currently blockaded in by a large commercial liner that isn’t expected to leave until tomorrow night” Georgia replied.

“So can the shipment just not wait”

Georgia peeked over her shoulder. Mary didn’t catch it as her head was bowed but she did notice that Georgia’s voice lowered a decibel or two.

“It’s time sensitive and only provisioned for a certain amount of days” Georgia said.

“I see. Perhaps we can pay them a visit and see if the harbor master can be persuaded” Hassan suggested.

“Our thoughts exactly” Emilio said.

“If you prefer to stay and play we would certainly understand” Georgia said and all four of them laughed. A blush appeared on Mary’s cheek and went just as quickly.

Mary thought it over in her mind and wondered what was going on. She wasn’t aware of Hassan being in any business that included perishables and certainly nothing that required shipping crates at the harbor. Her curiosity peeked she resolved to follow them if he did indeed go. If not she would have to find a way to excuse herself.

“No I think if we all went it would show we mean business. It wont take long and I can find something to keep Mary occupied until then” Hassan chuckled and Mary wasn't sure she knew what that meant but was sure if she said her magic word she could get out of anything.

With her head bowed she couldn’t see the looks on their faces or read much of their body language but there was a different sense in the room now. Where before it was jovial and pleasurable mainly at her own expense and lust now there was a sense of danger int eh room. Mary was afraid her first instincts about a harem themed strip club were true and she may have fallen in love with a super villain. Her thoughts strayed for a moment, dwelling on what she would do if that were the case. She hoped she would be able to stop him but the heat in her pussy told her that she would be better to run or not deal with it.

A crackling of lightening had her lift her head slightly and saw that Emilio was channeling energy in his hands like Amouris.

“I’d like to bash their heads and then go out hunting” He said

Another crack of lightening came form Georgia.

“It’s been a while since I let go”

“One thing at a time” John said as he cracked his knuckles and lightening streamed across them.

Mary with her head barely raised managed to see it all and hoped without any real hope that Hassan was not a part of this but of course he was. They had come to him. He was the leader and probably the one she had been fighting for months. She had indeed submitted to the very man who had seemed so cruel and vulgar in the streets. There was no lightening from him just an aura of purple like fog that surrounded his head. As quickly as it all happened it was gone and her head was lowered. Thoughts raced through her head. She could stop them here and now and prevent whatever they had planned. She never thought in her wildest dreams she had been going up against four villains. If she transformed now she would surprise them all and could take them all out. In her mind she fought the idea, there was nothing more she anted to do then to just ignore it and submit and be his for the rest of her life but she had been a heroine for years. Never had she been able to experience anything the likes of which he had offered her but she had a job to do.

“Shazam” She said. The familiar lighting bolt seared through time and space. Enveloping her as she knelt on the desk in her chains. She felt the power course through her and when the change was completed she stood on the desk in her white costume.

The four of them turned to her.

Mary stood on the desk. Something felt wrong. She looked down and saw that while her costume was on the collar and restraints. The chains were all still on her.

“It worked” Hassan said as he turned to her.

“What the hell?” Mary screamed as she tried with all her considerable might to tare the chains away from her. She looked all over herself trying to figure it out. What had happened. She didn’t notice as the four of them in the room advanced on her. Hassan stood before her. Lower because he was on the floor. Mary looked up long enough to see Emilio pulling on the Amouris mask. Georgia and John’s knuckles crackled with power and in front of her Hassan had a purple fog aura around him again.

“Who do you think stripped you of the scholarships?” Georiga asked as she circled the desk.

“Had the diner closed?” John remarked.

“Had you evicted?” Emilio said under his Amouris mask.

“This has all been a setup?” Mary questioned still trying to remove the chains.

“You made me fall in love with you for what?” Mary asked incredulously to Hasan.

“I didn’t make you do anything did I?” Hassan stated. Mary thought about it and she had done everything so willingly it was almost criminal how she had been manipulated.

“So who have I been fighting all this time? Mary asked.

“That would be me” Emilio declared while lightening crackled in his hands.

“Judging by the aura. You do the teleportation?” She aimed the question at Hassan.

“Correct”

“You two just handle security?” she asked Georgia and John.

“Smart girl” Georgia confirmed.

“So this was all a setup?”

“In a way but maybe not in the way you think” Hassan said in his calming trustworthy voice that made Mary want to trust him even though she stood in her costume and somehow chained.

“Okay, tell me why these chains aren’t gone? And why I can’t break them” Mary demanded.

“I have been working on those for awhile. Once I narrowed down that the new heroine in town that I wanted to have as my own was a college aged woman I had to begin whittling down the choices. That save in the alleyway that day was pure coincidence. Two thugs who were unhappy with how they had been treated at another of my clubswere trying for some revenge. I would have dealt with them easily but I thought maybe I could attract you and I did. Popping up after to help was just more confirmation. Emilio was never convinced because you don’t look the same”

“Magical shroud protects my identity from those who know me unless you see me transform”

“Ah, well how was I supposed to know that Has?” Emilio complained.

“So you go about seducing me to what? Enslave me and sell me like he has been saying the whole time?” She pointed towards Emilio.

“My job was to present the extreme side so you knew it was out there. Hassan is our leader and our Master. He wished to have the Shazam lady in chains. When he seemed so intent on you we thought he was crazy and arranged this little showcase to see….. You were right…. As usual Has” Emilio confirmed

“As always you take it well and like the man I know you to be Emilio. I offer you this Mary. Stay here with me. I gave you every opportunity to tell me and I know why you didn’t. It is a big secret. You know you want to serve me”

“Yes I do Hassan but you are enslaving women against their will!!” Mary screamed.

“I told you this was dangerous” Georgia angirly said from behind.

“Patience” John declared.

“I am” Hassan confirmed for her.

“That does not concern you anymore though” Hassan continued.

“Why not?” Mary asked with genuine curiosity

“Because you are going to kneel right now” Hassan commanded

“What?”

“The days of you having to care about everythign other then yourself. Having to think about saving everyone at the expense of yourself and your own wants and desires is over. From now on the only desire you have is to please me and right now it would please me to see you kneeling”

“That’s not right” Mary shook her head angrily.

“KNEEL!!!!…………..slave” The purple aura around him blazed as he raised his voice to her for the first time. The change in his demeanor was enough to startle her. Mary looked around. Certain she could absorb any attack at the moment from any and all sides but uncertain if she actually wanted to. What he had said made sense. She had been fighting for the world and others since she was barely a teenager.

Mary stared at the man she had come to love over the past few weeks. He had always treated her fairly and respected her wishes. Treated her like a precious piece of property and she had reveled in it. Looking down at the desk that was slightly singed from her transformation.

“I will not wait all night Mary. Kneel and accept that you are mine” Hassan said calmly as he reached out and took a hold of her chin. His hands were as always gentle and firm. Soft and accepting. Mary melted in his grip and felt her knees buckle.

She knelt.

Her knees spread out with the chains. Revealing her white panties on underneath her costume as her skirt rode up on her waist. Her hands nestled into her thighs and placed them palms up. She looked at him. Now at eye level and her chin still in his hand.

“Yes Master”

Georgia and John behind her seemed to give out a big exhale while Emilio who was off to the side and in her peripheral vision smiled and nodded towards Hassan.

“I told you when you put those chains on that they would always be with you. I worked hard to enchant them and make sure. They only come off with this key” Hassan showed the same key he had shown her in the apartment earlier.

The four of them now crowded the front of the desk to look at he costumed Shazam kneeling in chains on the desk.

“Absolutely beautiful” Georgia remarked

“Thank you….. Miss?” Mary questioned.

“Georgia is Ma’am and Emilio and John are Sir. Understand?” Hassan clarified.

“Yes Master” Mary replied to Hassan.

“We need to get the word out that she is under control” Emilio said as he jumped onto the desk to be inches from her.

“I agree but how” John replied.

“We can’t sell her. I will not have that. So a big auction would not do” Hassan warned with fire in his eyes and inwardly Mary breathed a sigh of relief.

“I agree. She is far to delectable in both forms to part with. She is already our highest requested server in the club and she hasn’t done anything but sling drinks and food” Georgia confirmed.

“Dance” Mary ventured to say.

“Excuse us slave did we give you permission to talk?” Emilio’s eyes raged.

“Hold it Emilio. What are you suggesting Mary?” Hassan asked.

“You have super heroine nights in the club. Have me dance show me around every once in awhile in costume” Mary suggested and immediately regretted even trying to help them debase her.

“It’s not bad” Georgia said.

“Our patrons could say it’s just a random girl who looks a lot like her” John theorized.

“I could do something. Like fly in or lift a car or something. Prove it’s me” Mary offered.

“HAHAHA that would drive everyone insane” Emilio nodded his approval. Georgia and John smiled and nodded.

Hassan still with her chin in his hand pulled her head up to look at him. He pulled her close and kissed her as passionately as he had ever done.

“Continually surprising me” Hassan said as he pulled away. Mary smiled despite herself.

“I am yours” Mary admitted and with that final admittance her body sagged in relief and she felt a sense of freedom she had never felt in her entire life.

“Yes you are… finally” Hassan seemed jubilant in his victory.

“Transform back” He ordered.

“Shazam” Mary said dutifully. She transformed into her regular self. Since she was nude when she called on the word the first time she emerged from the lightening nude and still chained. Immediately she fell back on her knees and assumed her position.

“I believe you three have work to do. My slave and I have some things to go over” Hassan said.

They all nodded with huge smiles on their faces. Before Georgia left she cupped Mary’s breast and smiled.

“You will earn so much”

“As Mary or Shazam?” Mary asked.

Georgia slapped the underside of her breast and laughed.

“Both”

Hassan and Mary were left alone in the office. Mary still kneeling on the desk in her chains. Hassan went around to the front of the desk behind Mary. From the sounds she could tell he was looking through his desk for something. It was a couple of moments but he returned to front of the desk and faced Mary. He held a pen and a couple of pieces of paper in his hand.

“It’s a contract. No need to read it. It just states you are mine. Sign it and we can move on to what I have wanted since the moment you flew into town” Hassan said. He handed the contract to her. In her kneeling position it was somewhat hard to sign but she as allowed to lower her head even further to the ground. She flipped without reading to the last page and just signed as ordered.

“Good slave. Now off the desk. Bend over it like before” he ordered. He began to unbuckle his pants. Mary knew what was coming and had been looking forward to it for weeks. He was about to take her virginity from behind in an office bent over a desk. There as nothing more slave like in her mind while her chains rattled and she got into position.

“Like this Master?” she asked.

“Perfect” Hassan had his pants off and his suit jacket of. He was unbuttoning his shirt and cuff-links. Mary couldn’t see anything with her face looking out over the desk and the window at the back. She knew what was about to happen and having never done it before she tensed. He was reading her body language though and he caressed her things from behind and leaned over her.

“Relax pet. It will hurt at first and then you will love it”

“Yes Master, this body is yours to do with as you please” Mary said as she tried to take a calming breath.

Hassan was instantly hard at her words and her body. Mary was already wet from all of her actions in the past couple minutes let alone the past couple of hours. His cock pushed into her pussy and soon broke through. He was as calm and as slow and loving as he could but he had been waiting for weeks now and she as there submissive and bent across the table. His cock pushed in further and further.

“MMMMMMMMM” She moaned from the desk.

“Already loving it slave?” He asked as he thrust for the first time in and out.

“OHHHHHHHH” She moaned.

A trickle of blood could be seen from her thighs. Hassan smiled and started to pump more and more in and out of her.

“That’s right my broken heroine. Take it all” He roared as he thrust even deeper.

He took her for the first time. Hassan took his time as much as he could before he couldn’t hold himself much longer. Her moaning and panting. Her body drove him insane. He came within her and laughed as he turned her over to face him. Her face was a depiction of bliss and pain. With his hands he took a hold of her leash chain that had been dangling between her perfect breasts and pulled her tightly towards him. He gripped her in a kiss that she returned with equal passion.

“Did you like that my pet?”

“Yes Master…. Again please” She begged.

“Insatiable already slave? You will be trained to take my cock at all times”

“I aim to please” Mary breathed, pulling him into another deep kiss.

Hassan took her lips into his and kissed deeply and passionately. When he broke the kiss he let go of the leash and pushed into her again. His cock already hard again and willing to go. This time as he pushed in he could see the look on her face and he could take a hold of of her breasts with a hand. He could move to kiss her as he thrust. He did all of these things , making her nothing more then his plaything to do with as he pleased and she took it all with the passion only a true slave and fuck toy in his mind could do. The second time was shorter then the first she came as he came. Her chains rattled about, he took her and placed her sitting on the desk in front of him and looked at her. Bliss and pleasure on her face and mind.

“Transform” He ordered. Mary looked into his eyes and swallowed. She nodded and uttered her word.

“Shazam” The lighting struck her just as Hassan stepped back. There still in chains but now in her costume Hassan was hard again. He reached under her skirt and tore down her panties. Mary moaned at his roughness and his intensity. With a sensual yet viciousness he thrust once more into her pussy. She was by now super sensitive and she came immediately almost like those first times. Coming in her costume seemed to change Mary. She became more accepting of the degradation in her costume. Hassan gripped her breasts through her costume and tried to tare it away.

“Can’t…. magical” Mary barely was able to say.

“Of course” He said in between thrusts.

For three hours he took her. He had never had such a session and even by the end of it his cock was still hard but other parts of his body were unwilling. They lay together on the desk intertwined as lovers with her chains the only set of clothing. She had turned back into regular Mary for the last session. She lay sleeping in his arms with a look of defeat and contentment on her face. Hassan could not help but smile as he looked at the young woman now his slave lay with him.

“The fun I have in store for you my pet” He said as he stroked a piece of hair away from her face.

“mmmmmmm I can imagine” Mary said. Her eyes opening and turning her head to look at him.

“There asre som many thigns to do” Hassan stroked another piece of hair away from her face.

“I’m sure we will get to them” Mary lovingly said as she nestled herself into his body.

Four weeks later.

Hassan stood on a stage. In the back of the club behind the stairs he stood on the stage to the left and the one that concealed the corridor to the dancers dressing rooms. In front of him the entirety of the room was packed full of his patrons. Pretty much every member was here tonight. A special had been promised on this particular auction night. The last few weeks had been great in the city. Crime had come down but their efforts had only increased and they had a record haul of beautiful young ladies up for auction tonight. He could make out through the crowd Georgia making her way through them all. The consummate concierge she shook everyone's hand. Had a word to say to them all and smile and laugh. At the back he spotted John. On guard and wary as usual but Hassan could see a smile just beginning to form on his lips. Behind Hassan in the staging room he knew Emilio in his guise as Amouris was masked and preparing the woman. A lot had been made over the past couple of weeks of the heroine being in the city making arrests and stopping crime. People were getting anxious and this auction was widely seen as a failure because the opinion was that the heroine had stopped most of their abductions. He looked directly in front of him to see a camera that was being operated. It was currently off but when he began to speak it would begin to live stream the auction to various buyers throughout the world. He took another look around the stage, feeling somewhat naked without his slave by his side. When she went to school he always felt like apiece of him was missing now. So used to her presence and her beauty being so close he longed for her. Mary would be here soon he thought which brought a smile to his face. Georgia he could see had reached the front rows of the crowd to stand before him off the stage. She gave a nod that indicated everything was set to go. Hassan stepped forward to the microphone. He pushed his hands out in front of him and motioned them down in the universal sign for quiet. His patrons used to the routine instantly quieted and the room became deathly quiet.

“My friends, welcome” Hassan started.

“I know we are all anxious to get to the auction which will begin shortly but first the surprise and a treat for you all. I know since the arrival of the young heroine Shazam into our city we have all been on edge wondering if and when we will be caught. We have operated under cloak and secrecy for years without any interference until now. It is my great pleasure to tell you that this potential problem will no longer impact our business” Hassan paused for a mometn to catch his breath and to nod towards Georgia. She spoke into her cuff link some instructions over the radio and he began again.

“The heroine has been dealt with” Hassan smiled as he said.

“No way, she arrested my nephew just this morning” a shout from the crowd.

“Threw me through a wall yesterday” Another shout from the crowd. There were many such shouts.

“Gentlemen please” Hassan interupted.

“No longer a threat to this business. She will still patrol this city to make it safe from all other forms of crime but she will not impact on our auctions” Hassan claimed.

“Impossible!!” Some shouted.

“How??” Some asked.

“That is the better question” Hassan continued.

Before he got he chance to speak again a white shape moved over the crowd. Mary had appeared. In her Shazam costume she hovered over the crowd with a stern look on her face. Her skirt flapping in the air of the a/c and her shirt tight to her chest. Cape flowing magnificently behind her. Hassan got hard at the look of her every time and had to subtly adjust himself while everyone’s eyes turned upwards.

“HOLY SHIT!!!” some yelled.

“WE’VE BEEN SOLD OUT!!!” others yelled.

Mary drifted over to the stage where Hassan stood. When she as only a couple of feet from him and no one else could see she smiled and subtly nodded her head to her Master.

“Calm, please” Hassan called from the stage.

Mary landed next to him. Looked him over as if she was thinking of fighting him. The crowd, quieted from his request looked on with interest. The camera caught everything and live streamed it out to the buyers.

“How may I serve….. Master” Mary said loud enough for the microphone to hear it. The crowd gasped as she dropped to her knees, spread them and placed her hands on her thighs palms out. Her head lowered with a smile. Hassan could see in that smile such a hint of lust that he longed to take here there on the stage but that would have been unprofessional he had argued against that with all of his associates when they planned this. In front of him the crowd erupted in cheers. He saw the largest smile on Georgia’s face she had ever seen. At the back John smiled as well and Hassan peeked to the left of the stage and there just in the shadows hidden by a curtain Emilio in his Amouris mask tilted his head in respect.

Hassan stood with the microphone in one hand and he reached down with his other and gripped his slaves chin.

“Strip slave” He ordered.

“Yes Master” Mary obediently rose from her kneeling position and removed her skirt. Showcasing her white panties she moved to her shirt which she pulled up over herself. Revealing that she wore no bra underneath her breasts popped out and her nipples became instantly hard as they always did. The crowd no longer silent was cheering and exclaiming at every movement she made. Her panties came off next. Showing to all that she had finally had a shave. Her pussy was bald now except for a small patch that had been cultivated into a lightening symbol. With only her boots and cape on Mary spread her legs and placed her hands behind her head. Elbows out to the sides. Showing everyone everything she was.

“She will still police this city. I will not live in a city over run by crime. Keep the petty stuff down gentlemen and you will not suffer. This club will thrive”

There was a murmur through the crowd as many grappled with that proclamation but the sight of the heroine on stage was enough to bring a smile to everyone’s faces.

“Starting tonight…..” Hassan moved to take a hold of a breast in one hand.

“The slut will feature on an occasional basis in the club. Isn’t that right slave?”

“My duty is to bring pleasure to you Master. I will dance for your pleasure” Mary repeated with a lustful seductive tone.

“I declare the auction open!” Hassan smiled twisting a nipple and eliciting cheers from all.

The End.