Chapter 2 - The exhibit opens
A middle aged woman dressed in a bright pink and white dress walked around the
museum looking at a brochure briefly before gazing at the various exhibits that
were all over the museum. The theme for most of the exhibits centered
around the depiction of different eras of mankind and the role of women in those
eras. The woman marveled at how lifelike the figures were and how seamlessly
they seemed to be interacting with the other objects and figures in the display.
Some were mannequins dressed up in the costumes pertaining to the period while
others were statues that emphasized a certain woman's fame or legendary achievement.
"Excuse me, sir, but I was wondering if I might ask you about the marvelous
exhibit you're conducting here at the gallery?" the woman called out to a man
standing in a nearby corner talking to a newspaper reporter.
The man smiled and walked over to the woman. "Certainly, my dear. What
questions might you have about my exhibits?" he said with a warm smile.
"Well, I was just looking over the part of your exhibit dedicated to the Greek
and Macedonian eras and noticed the figure of the female servant has a hairstyle
that looks far too sophisticated for a member of the lower classes of the time.
Is this an error you weren't aware of or was it a mistake made by one of your
assistants?" the woman asked while gesturing towards the exhibit in question.
"Ah, yes, you have a sharp eye, my dear. I had asked the assistant in
charge to give that figure a more disheveled look to its hair. However,
don't forget that in the city states like Athens, servants who worked in the
upper class homes of the time had a far better appearance than those who scraped
by a meager living begging on the streets." Art said while carefully adjusting
the shoulder straps to the tunic worn by the mannequin in question.
"Oh..I see. Well, let me just everything that your exhibit on the whole
is breathtaking. If I closed my eyes for a second, I could easily imagine
these figures were real women living their lives as you have them depicted.
I'll be sure and tell all the women down at the bridge club to come see your
works," the viewer said, before wandering off to chat with other gallery patrons.
"Some people can be such arrogant snobs..she probably only knows about the
period in question from the books she read in the private school she attended
as a child." Art thought with contempt as he looked over his
exhibit with pride. The servant figure was a embodied by a woman from
South Dakota who looked to do some modeling for some extra money. Once
she had donned the bracelet that Art had supplied, it was a very short time
until her figure had become a became a part of his exhibits. Of course,
he had to prepare her to avoid suspicion that she was really human. After
shaving her private areas and under her arms, he applied a special form of wax
he had put together for just such work. The wax was spread liberally over
the woman's body giving her figure a bright sheen. Her private parts seemed
to disappear as they became smooth just like the rest of her body.
Once that was done, it was just a matter of arranging matters so that no one
would notice her disappearance or come looking for her in the future.
For that, he left a voice message for the woman's friends and relatives stating
that she was leaving for Europe to discover whether she had a modeling career
or not. Of course, the voice was actually that of his assistant Paula
disguised using a voice synthesizer to simulate the woman's voice. After
picking up the woman's belongings, they packed the newest acquisition in a shipping
crate and sent it off to the gallery for the exhibition it was now part of.
"Hmmm... I wonder if I should leave her on the first setting or move her
up to the next setting for my future plans?... decisions, decisions..."
Art mused to himself as he moved over to where his newest subjects were being
displayed.
Jill and Karla were posed as followers to the Greek goddess Minerva, with Jill
on the left looking upward at a statue of the goddess and Karla on the right
bent over at the waist with her hands under a tray containing an offering of
fruit and vegetables. Both had a look of serenity on their still faces
as if they were content to remain in these poses for the rest of time and as
long as they wore the jewelry that blanked their conscious thoughts, they would
remain in whatever pose Art put them in completely unaware of where they were.
Nodding in satisfaction, Art moved Jill's left arm so that her hand was resting
on her waist and tilted her head slightly upwards. He then took out a
small can devoid of labels and pulled the top part of Jill's white tunic slightly
outward exposing her rigid breasts and nipples that looked out of place with
their bright red color compared to the rest of her. The artist leaned
in with the can and depressed the nozzle twice sending a burst of spray on the
left and then right breast. After a few seconds, the nipples assumed the
same color as the rest of her inert form.
From Jill's perspective, the spray produced a very brief moment of erotic pleasure
from having her nipples stimulated before it faded away and she returned to
the state of darkness her mind and body was in much like her friend and fellow
model Karla.
Looking around and seeing the crowd of gallery visitors was starting to thin
out, Art reckoned that it was getting fairly close to closing time which coincided
with the time that Toni, his third 'new' model, was supposed to have dinner
with the fabled Wonder Woman. He had concocted a plan to deal with
the heroine if she came looking for a friend that if successful would put an
end to Wonder Woman's search and start a new exhibit... both on a permanent
basis.
"So much to do... so little time...." the artist thought to himself
as he slowly walked away nodding to the few people still in the gallery and
leaving his living works of feminine art behind him. If all went to plan,
Art would soon be adding several more figures to his gallery...
Ones
that would be much more noticeable by their disappearance...
Later
that night.....
The street lights flickered as flies and mosquitos buzzed around the fluorescent
lighting in the night sky. The gallery was pitch dark with a large CLOSED
sign hanging in the front door. Striding up the sidewalk in a purposeful
manner was a dark haired woman wearing a red and gold bustier with blue satin
tights and thigh high red and white boots. Known the world over as Wonder
Woman, heroine to the world and bane of criminals everywhere, the sight of the
busty amazon walking down the sidewalk was something very few people ever saw.
However, on that particular evening, Wonder Woman was focused on discovering
why Toni had mysteriously canceled their planned dinner at the last second.
She had received a brief email from her friend saying she had been asked to
do work at the last minute at a local gallery and for Wonder Woman to meet her
there after closing time.
"Hmmm...I
wonder why Toni wanted to meet here at this time. She could have just
asked to reschedule our dinner for a later date. I hope that everything
is all right with her..." the heroine said softly to herself as she walked up
to the front door where she saw an enveloped taped to the front door with her
name written on it.
More
than a little curious, Wonder Woman took the envelope off the door and ripped
it open. She found a handwritten note from Toni inside saying that she
was doing some late night modeling for a local artist known as the Artiste or
Art to his close associates. The note went on to say that Toni would be
in the back of the gallery until midnight or so and that Wonder Woman was welcome
to come in and have a look.
Puzzled
by the tone of the note, which sounded far too formal for her friend, the heroine
opened the door to the gallery and went inside. Although the gallery was
closed for viewing for the night, bright floodlights still illuminated the many
exhibits that were on display. Wonder Woman walked slowly towards the
back, stopping to admire several of the ones that centered on ancient cultures
and their beliefs. The one showing worshippers at the foot of a statue
of the goddess Minerva was particularly striking and the heroine made a mental
note to ask the artist in question how he managed to achieve such a breathtaking
display.
When
the legendary heroine reached the back of the gallery, she realized Toni was
nowhere to be found. She was about to start looking around to see if Toni
had left her another note when suddenly the full overhead lights snapped on
without warning. Wary that she had walked into some sort of trap, Wonder Woman
glanced quickly around the immediate vicinity for anything out of the ordinary.
She saw a shadowy figure standing off in the far left hand corner partly obscured
by a large bronze statue of a nude female.
"Hello...
if you're trying to surprise me, you've failed quite miserably," Wonder
Woman called out as she strode across the floor to confront whoever it was that
was hiding. A few feet before she reached the statue, an unknown woman
stepped out from behind it pushing a cart in front of her with a television
monitor mounted on top.
"Wonder Woman,
at last. We've been expecting you. I do hope you'll co-operate with
our plans for you here in the gallery," Paula said, stepping to one side
of the monitor. She held up her left hand in front of her upon seeing
the heroine tense up and taking a step towards her. "Before you start
thinking of grabbing hold of me with your lasso and finding out what this plan
is, you might want to take a look at this closed-circuit view in the
monitor here first."
The amazon glanced
at the monitor as it flickered on and an image came into view. The
heroine saw her friend Toni standing in front of a blue backdrop wearing a red
and blue corset with shiny tan pantyhose and white high heels. She
was wearing a multi colored necklace and had what appeared to be a metal wire
wrapped around her right ankle. Wonder Woman could see that her friend
had a vacant look to her face as if she was completely oblivious to what was
going on around her.
"I have to admit
my boss was probably thinking of you when he dressed your friend in her
current outfit. Oh, that wire you see around her ankle is connected to
a powerful battery capable of delivering a 10,000 volt charge into her,"
Paula said with a sadistic smile on her face.
"You fiends!
How can you do that to any innocent person?" the tall heroine cried out
in anger as she glanced around for a hint of where her friend might be held.
She glared at the smug woman standing before her while trying to think of a
way to extract her friend from the predicament she was in.
"Now, now, don't get high and mighty,
Wonder Woman. My boss is willing to work something out that will make
just about everybody happy. We'll let your friend go completely free if
you agree to put on these items yourself and join his upcoming display that
salutes heroes and heroines. Of course, your role will be quite prominent...
too bad you'll never recall anything about it! Ha!" Paula said boldly as she
pulled out a wooden box and opened it to reveal a tiara and a set of wrist bracelets
that looked exactly the same as the items Wonder Woman was wearing.
The heroine slumped her shoulders forward
in defeat. "If you'll show in the monitor that Toni has been released,
I'll give in to your demands," she said, while secretly hoping that once
her friend was released she would be able to turn the tables on these insane
people.
Paula nodded. "Of course! That
was anticpated... Just one second.." she said before depressing a hidden button
on the TV cart. A few seconds later, the image on the TV screen showed
the wire being disentangled from Toni's foot followed by a smile of relief appearing
on her face and Toni walking out of camera range towards what looked like
her car.
"Now then, Wonder Woman, we've done
our part of the deal. If you'll put on this jewelry, you'll be all set. Oh,
and if you're thinking of attacking me, let me remind you that Toni isn't the
only 'subject' my boss currently has and some have the same precautions against
being distrubed that your friend had," Paula said, handing the box to the heroine.
Wonder Woman nodded grimly as she took the
box from the woman and turned her back on Paula supposedly to examine the items
in question before exchanging them with the ones she currently had on. "I
remember the old TV show they used to have based on my exploits where a scheming
villain tried something like this. Since this evil woman has never seen
that episode, or figures I haven't, I'll put that knowledge to good use..."
the heroine thought to herself as she fidgeted with the bracelets and
tiara. Although it would seem that she was putting the copycats on, she
was just taking her own ones off and putting them back on; a simple sleight
of hand.
After a minute or two, Wonder Woman
turned around and stood with her right hand on her hip and glared impatiently
at the woman in front of her. "All right, you win.. I've put on your insidious
devices. Before you go any further, I just want you and whoever you work
for to know that if you don't let those poor women go, I swear by Aphrodite
I will make you wish you never crossed my path." she said defiantly.
"Yes, yes, I know, you'll wreak terrible
vengeance on all concerned. However, what I desire now is for you to take
the pose my boss wants. Let's see... hands on your hips, legs slightly
apart and take a deep breath." Paula said while holding a controller much
like her boss had used the other day.
After the heroine assumed the desired
stance, Paula nodded in satisfaction as her finger neared the activting button.
"Now, Wonder Woman, I want you to smile... smile the smile you'd like
to wear through eternity, because wear it through eternity you shall." she
said triumphantly while jabbing her finger down on the desired button.
The heroine, seeing the woman's finger
depress a button, immediately tensed up her muscles as if the device was working
on her. She inhaled deeply and smiled as brilliant a smile as she could
muster in this situation, then held it rigidly. Her eyes were fixed straight
ahead and she hoped that the woman would not notice the occasional eye blink.
"Very nice... very nice indeed. I
can imagine Art will enjoy figuring out how to put you on display when he gets
here. I just hope he lets me do the make-up and costuming part of you,
Wonder Statue.... Ha!" Paula said as she traced her left finger across
the gold and red bustier of the immobile heroine.
"Art... so that's the name of her
boss... well, when he gets here, I'll make these two release my fellow women
from their humiliating bondage and make them pay for the liberties they've taken
with the helpless women starting with this... ooww..." Wonder Woman
angrily thought to herself before her thinking was interrupted by the feeling
of her blue satin tights being caressed by that.. that woman!
"There's just one other thing to add to the
exhibit..." Paula muttered as she walked around the statuesque heroine
tracing her hand over Wonder Woman's bare upper back, distracting her, while
pulling something out of her pocket.
"...this!" Paula said while snapping
a white bracelet onto the heroine's left wrist with a small cackle of malicious
laughter.
"What th...?" Wonder
Woman's thoughts flared briefly in anger before they disappeared completely
like the light of a candle being blown out. The statuesque heroine stood
there transfixed, truly immobile instead of pretending to, completely oblivious
to the sound of a door opening behind her.
Art slowly walked up to the two women,
smiling broadly and clapping loudly. "Well done, Paula.. .well done, indeed.
She never suspected that we're familiar with the past depictions of her
adventures in the media," he said, while walking up to the frozen heroine and
running his hands down her rigid arms. He looked at the happy expression
that was visible on Wonder Woman's face and then his face took on an intense
look for several seconds.
"Paula, I've changed my mind about
the display plan for Wonder Woman. Would you mind giving me a hand removing
the heroine's costume and I'll tell you what I have in mind," Art said while
unzipping the heroine's bustier.
Paula watched as her boss pulled away
the costume top and handed it to her, exposing Wonder Woman's magnificent breasts
for both to see. The heroine's tits jutted out capped by large nipples
that were slightly erect though whether it was from the exposure or the stimulation
from having her bustier removed was unknown. Paula licked her lips openly
and resolved to try and get some 'private time' with the immobile heroine and
soon....
"I don't understand, boss. I
thought the idea was to put her on display as part of a heroine exhibit and
capture any of her friends who come snooping around. Oooff!" Paula
said while using what muscles she had to help her boss tip the stiff body of
Wonder Woman back on her heels and place her on the gallery floor, facing up.
"Well, I still intend to add her fellow
heroines to my many exhibits here in the gallery, of course, but I've been thinking
that waiting for them to come to us might prove a bit risky and I think
ultimately unnecessary," Art said as he unzipped the heroine's boots and
removed them from her feet. After handing the boots to Paula, he then
took the enchanted golden lasso off Wonder Woman's slim waist and then deftly
removed the heroine's satin shorts. Finally, he removed Wonder Woman's
sheer pantyhose, leaving the heroine's body completely nude save for the tiara
and gold bracelets she still wore.
Art handed the items of clothing to
Paula and got her to help put the heroine back in a standing position, only
on her bare feet now. For a final touch, he took off the tiara and bracelets
that were part of Wonder Woman's outfit and substituted his own mind- dampening
versions ( though not the cheap knockoffs they had used in tricking the heroine
before) then finally removed the white bracelet. Art then stood back and
admired the smiling beauty in all her nude glory.
"You see, Paula, after we make a few
preparations, we're going to have Wonder Woman help us capture
her fellow heroines. She won't like it but there won't be any options
for her if all goes according to plan. Ha! Ha! Haaa!" the evil artist said to
his assistant as he motioned for her to gather up the entire costume and head
to the back room of the gallery.
Before Art left the gallery, he turned
and looked back at the transfixed Wonder Woman, still standing with a brilliant
smile visible on her face. "Good night, Wonder Woman. We'll be putting
you on display tomorrow for a few days while we finish our arrangements. After
that, we'll make you an offer you can't refuse.... ever ! Hahahaha!" the villain
said with a mighty laugh before dimming most of the lights and leaving the main
floor of the gallery.
The naked heroine stood by her lonesome
with the overhead lights flickering off her soft skin and reflected in her bright
blue eyes...
Eyes that showed no thoughts..
or anything.... until the Artiste decided otherwise....