Chapter 4 - New figures to admire
"Where do you want me to stand, sir?"
Inge said in a Swedish accented voice as she stood in front of a blue
backdrop waiting for her directions. She was wearing a blue
corset with black and gold tubing that was tied tight to accentuate her
amply-sized breasts. Black panties with knee high stockings,
clear high heel shoes, lacy gloves running up to her elbows and a black
choker with a golden heart in the middle completed the outfit of the
tall Scandinavian beauty.
"Call me Art, Inge. If you could, turn
sideways in front of the backdrop and hold your left hand up so that
the fingertips are just brushing the underside of your chin.
Slide your left foot slightly forward and bent at the knee as if you're
resting your full weight on it. Stare straight ahead with your
lips slightly parted as if what you see is a very intimate sight to
you," Art said as he adjusted one of the overhead lights that
was shining down on the set.
After making the corrections he desired, Art
looked to see Inge had followed his directions almost to the
letter. He adjusted her left hand slightly and moved her right
hand back so that it was resting slightly on her hip. Satisfied,
Art moved to where his camera was set up and the remote control he
always had nearby for settings like this.
"This
man is so nice... I wonder if he knows any artists back in Stockholm
that he can refer me.... UNNNHHH!!!!" Inge thought to
herself before her perceptions were interrupted by a strange tingling that shot
through her entire body. To her horror, the blonde nordic beauty found
that the temporary immobility she had assumed in taking the artist's
pose was now seemingly permanent. She could not move or talk in
the slightest no matter how much she wanted to or tried. Inge
stood there, staring off into the distance while she heard figures
moving around out of her line of sight. A second or so later, even
those perceptions faded away as Inge's mind faded into darkness like
all the other living art in the gallery.
"Well, Art, another figure for one of your
exhibits. Art? Art, is there something bothering you?" Toni said as she witnessed her employer wander off after
placing the model Inge into immobility. Under the influence of the ankle
chain, everything that would have repulsed her before now seemed
perfectly natural. Putting models as well as other subjects, like
the famous Wonder Woman, into a living stasis was something she looked
forward to helping Art with in any way she could.
"Oh, there's nothing bothering me directly,
Toni. It's just, well, I wonder if I should be thinking beyond
the limitations I've placed on myself here. I mean, I know my
upcoming exhibit "OBJECTS OF DESIRE "
that will feature many of Wonder Woman's friends will be a masterpiece,
but then what? Where do I go from here? After a while,
they all blend together and it's nothing... nothing at all!!!" the man known as the Artiste cried out as he threw his hands out and
gestured towards the ceiling.
Toni, who had started stripping Inge of
her lingerie, stopped what she was doing and walked over to the
distraught man. "Art, just calm down. You're a phenomenal
artist and you bring in record crowds. If you want, I can call in
some women I know so you can add to your exhibits. I can
even set up the works for you if you're feeling stressed out," the
enthralled aide added, glancing around at the living works on display.
Art whipped around and glared at his
assistant. "You? Who said you would have any say in my
artworks? Perhaps you need some time on display yourself to make that clear!" the villainous artist snarled, while simultaneously depressing a button
on his remote control.
"Buuutttt....." Toni started to say before
her voice vanished like her conscious thoughts did a second or so later
as she joined Inge and the others in statuesque immobility.
Art walked around his immobilized assistant
and sat down on a nearby bench where he stared off into the darkness
without moving for about thirty minutes or so in silent
contemplation. Finally, the artist stood up with fire in his eyes
and walked over to the two immobile women with any hesitation of before
gone. Moving in a determined manner, Art quickly stripped Toni of her clothing
and then gathered up the bundles of clothing and shoes to take them to
the back room.
Fifteen or so minutes later, Art
returned to the display area where the immobile women were, trailed by his newest
assistant. Dressed in a bright red tube top and blue leather
skirt with shiny tan colored pantyhose and white high heels, Karla
looked like she might have been heading out to one of the local
clubs. However, the glazed look in her eyes -- courtesy of the IMD
bracelet she was wearing -- indicated Karla would not be heading out on
the town at all that night.
"Well, Karla, we better get things get ready for
the new exhibit. Wonder Woman should be coming by here in
the next few hours with our first addition to the exhibit, the heroine
named Starfire. Once
we're set up with that part, I want to get my grand piece of art
started... one that, when it is all done, will have the name of the
Artiste on the mind of every influential person in the world,"
Art crowed enthusiastically as he picked up the nude Inge figure and carried
her towards his other exhibit. Karla obediently assisted him with both Inge
and Toni as the two set up a display that, in Art's mind, was only the
beginning of something bigger and better.....
Elsewhere
at that moment.......
Two humungous demons, with large forked
tongues flickering out of their maws and barbed tails swishing back and
forth smashing into parked cars nearby, advanced slowly up the paved
street roaring loudly as they proceeded. The police, who were
tipped in advance anonymously, had evacuated everyone in a three block
radius where the monsters were to appear seemingly out of
nowhere. Consequently, there was no one anywhere to be seen
except for a lone female figure standing roughly three blocks from the
advancing creatures.
Dressed in a silver costume that seemed
to be nothing more than two silver bands covering her amply sized
breasts that ended in a fairly ornate collar around her neck and tiny
silver panties with matching knee high boots, the golden skinned woman
with red hair that flowed down past her waist looked like a bimbo that
might have danced in the local strip clubs on a nightly basis.
However, for those who followed the
police beat in their local papers or via the internet, the woman was
the heroine Starfire, whose name derived as much from her
fiery temper in battles as from her powerful bolts of energy that
packed a fearsome punch.
"Get out of the way, bitch! If
you don't, I'll be using the bones of your skeleton to pick gristle out
of my teeth," the red and yellow furred demon roared in English
that seemed to be several centuries old in dialect.
"If Blaxus doesn't tear those
lovely limbs off you, woman, I will while I'm feasting on your heart!" the other demon, which had green and black skin with a row of
barbs visible down its' back, yelled as it lifted one of its huge
claws in the air as if ready to take a swipe at Starfire.
The alien heroine's mouth twisted into a sneer upon
her opponent's boasts. "Well, foul creatures, I think today there'll
be no feasting or roasting today by either of you except back in the
fiery pits from whence you came!" Starfire cried as she pointed
her right arm straight at the onrushing creature and discharged one of
her powerful energy bolts.
The ground shook with the impact and a
loud KABLAAMMM!!! echoed
through the air as the demon hurtled through the air before crashing
into a nearby car where it laid unconscious. Its compatriot
barely had time to acknowledge what had just happened before it also
flew backward in the air where it crashed through the brick wall of an
abandoned two story building and caused the structure to collapse onto
the creature.
"Those demonic beasts didn't just
appear out of nowhere without someone helping them. It's time to
find who the evil person or persons who summoned them here before more
chaos comes to the area and threatens the innocent people of this
planet," the alien heroine said softly to herself before taking
to the sky.
As Starfire flew slowly over the
street looking for anything out of the ordinary as police sirens wailed
in the distance, a purple-haired woman dressed in a bright green dress
that covered her from the neck down stepped out of the shadows of an
alleyway. Morgana Le Fay was an immortal sorceress whose
existence
was believed to be based in the myths of the King Arthur legend.
However, in her schemes for world domination and total subjugation of
humanity, the crimefighters of the world had come to know her as
a very powerful sorceress who was ruthless and contempt for all those
she encountered.
"I'm afraid, Starfire, that by
the time you are done your search for the root cause of this incident,
my plans to wreak havoc and taking over this planet will be well under
way. Once I have completed the spell of Zatakeroth, the ancient
spell of the followers of Mephisto, portals to the bowels of hell will
simultaneously appear on every populated continent in the world.
Before the armies can react, they'll be overwhelmed by thousands of
demons and the leaders will be begging me to put a stop to the
horror. Of course, I'll agree after they turn over all power to
me as it should be!" Morgana said with a sinister expression
appearing on her face.
"Let me see.... where did I put
that parchment with the incantation I needed?" the sorceress
muttered softly as she started to look through the bag lying on the
ground next to her.
"Maybe you should look for a
spell that will let you get of this alleyway unscathed," a
familiar voice called out from the shadows behind Morgana.
"Who the hell....?" the sorceress spun around with her right hand already starting to glow
bright red from the spell she was mentally preparing for whoever might
be waiting for her.
However, before Morgana had
a chance to react, she found herself flung backwards much like her
demonic minions had. The only difference was that the cause of
her flying through the air and landing on her back slightly stunned was
not an energy bolt but rather a powerful punch courtesy of a familiar
face.
"Some day, vile
witch, you will learn your lesson and cease your plans to enslave all
your fellow women. For today, however, you will merely have your
latest scheme foiled once again!" Wonder Woman called out as
she emerged from the alley with a determined look on her face.
"Ha! It's taken entire armies
to defeat me in the past. Do you think a solitary woman dressed such as
you could hope to defeat me?" Morgana called out to the fast
approaching heroine.
"We'll see,
witch!" Wonder Woman cried as she leaped at the arrogant
villainess. At the last second, the sorceress managed to erect a
defensive shield in front of her that absorbed most of the blows from
the enraged heroine. However, the mystic protection Morgana had
put up was quickly crumbling under the power of Wonder Woman's attack.
"I
think it's time I put this bitch somewhere where she won't be trying to
pound me into the pavement... maybe the plane which is inhabited by the
six armed creatures of Delos will be a good place for her!...." Morgana thought to
herself as her left hand started to be surrounded by a purple aura.
Before the villainess could
direct her spell at the heroine, the ground seemed to open up from
under and she fell to the ground momentarily stunned. Whipping
her head around, she saw a familiar figure land on the ground with her
right hand still slightly glowing.
"Starfire!"
Morgana said while silently cursing herself for forgetting about the
red-haired alien heroine. Before she could cast a spell, the
villainess found herself the target of another energy bolt from
Starfire and a simultaneous blow from Wonder Woman. The
combination of the two sent Morgana hurtling upwards into the air
before landing up against a brand new SUV and crumpling to the
ground. The sorceress groggily tried to pull herself to her feet
before slumping back to the pavement unconscious.
The two heroines
confidently strode up to where their foe was and quickly bound her
hands and gagged her mouth while waiting for the police to take her to
a special designed prison for detainment. As they stood and heard
the sirens grow closer, Wonder Woman looked at Starfire and coughed
slightly to get the woman's attention.
"Starfire, after
everything is wrapped up here, could you meet me at this address just
after sundown tonight? There is something strange going on there
and I want to wait until the business is closed to investigate it
closer," the Amazon heroine said to Starfire with a tone that
seemed a little forced in assuredness.
Starfire was a little
puzzled by the request. "This is the address for some sort
of art museum. Why would you need my help against foes that use
such an insignificant base of operations?" the golden
skinned heroine asked her friend, while planting her right fist on her
hip.
"Curse you, Artiste, for making me do
this....!" Wonder Woman thought to herself and almost
blurted out the truth behind what she just said. However, she
recalled the villain's warning when they were last together and with no
real plan to free all the immobilized women the Artiste had
accumulated, the heroine had little choice but to keep the truth a
secret for now.
"Well, my
sources tell me they may have hostages they would use against a single
attacker but with the two of us going in separate entrances, they can't
try that on us both," Wonder Woman replied with as much
certainty as she could muster.
Starfire smiled
and slightly nodded. "A good plan and one that will keep the
casualties to the innocent at a bare minimum. If you want, I can
take on the criminal elements while you rescue the hostages. Does
that sound acceptable?" the busty heroine said to her colleague
with an anticipatory look appearing on her face.
Wonder Woman nodded though privately
she had hoped that Starfire would have ultimately declined to meet
her. "Perfectly reasonable, Starfire. I'll see you
there at that time!" the heroine said as the police finally arrived at
the scene of destruction.
"....and hopefully you'll forgive me
someday...." Wonder Woman thought silently as she took to the
air.
Elsewhere...at that exact moment......
"Excellent! This is going according to plan better than I
dreamed! I thought that Amazonian was going to tell her
friend and we'd have to immobilize her right there and then.
Instead, they'll both be here in a matter of hours and I'll add my
first heroine to my display," Art crowed as he clicked off the
computer monitor that was showing a live feed from the web camera
hidden inside Wonder Woman's bustier. The villainous artist stood
up from his computer chair and walked about to the main area of his
museum where his newest assistant was hard at work on his next exhibit.
Karla had
taken the immobile Inge and dressed her in a sky blue diving suit with
matching boots that
was an exact copy of the one worn by the actress playing Wonder Woman
in the 1970's TV show. She had added plenty of facial make-up
plus colored contact lenses to Inge's eyes in case any of the museum
patrons looked too closely at the face. As a final touch, Karla
had added a little padding to Inge's chest and ass to further enhance
the figure's appearance.
Once the
dressing of Inge was complete, Karla picked up the immobile woman and
carried her over to where the Artiste had set up a display titled '60's, 70's and 80's '. She, with the aid of Art, set Inge into
what looked like a miniature water tank with clear plastic walls that
looked to be about twenty feet long and twelve feet high.
Attaching a hose to a wall water tap, Karla filled up the tank after
Art attached clear, synthetic ropes to Inge's ankles and wrists. Once the water was up to the woman's chest level, Karla shut the water
off and walked over to a smirking Art.
Digging out a
remote control (which the villainous artist seemed to
have an endless supply of ), Art depressed the green button followed by
the red one. A few moments later, Inge seemed to dive under the
water and started to 'swim' in tight circles around the edges of the
tank. For any of the gallery's visitors, it would look like a
dummy or robot that was programmed to mimic a human being as the ropes
were virtually invisible to the naked eye.
After another
button pushing resulted in Inge's taking on an upright pose with her
arms resting on her hips, Art motioned for Karla to drain the tank,
wipe down the transfixed model's body and start adding the props and
designs he had thought up. While he watched his obedient
assistant, he glanced at his watch nervously again and started glancing
around for the proper area for him to observe the arrival of Starfire
and Wonder Woman.
If the
villainous artist had been paying closer attention to his exhibits, he
might have seen a figure lurking behind his Greek one. The figure
was taking a long look at what Art and his aide were doing and judging
by the slight nod of his/her head, it was meeting with silent
approval......
Later.......
Landing on the ground
in the alley next to the museum, Starfire quickly made her way to the
side entrance warily looking around for unwelcome opponents as she
moved. After satisfying herself that no immediate threat existed,
the buxom gold-skinned heroine pulled open the unlocked door and
stepped inside the building.
Making her
cautiously forward, Starfire saw that the museum was deserted with
track lighting illuminating the many exhibits that were on
display. Puzzled by the lack of an identifiable target, the
heroine boldly strode into the middle of the main floor where she stood
and looked around for anything out of the ordinary.
"Wonder
Woman.... are you here, Wonder Woman? It looks like the criminals
you hoped to apprehend have already fled the area rather than face our
combined might," Starfire called out as she planted her fists on
her hips and glanced about for fellow heroine.
Moments later, and
without warning, the golden lasso of Wonder Woman encircled the busty
woman and Starfire found her hands pinned to her sides by the
lariat. Before the bound heroine could react to her predicament,
she heard the voice of Wonder Woman echo through the quiet, gloomy
museum area. Strangely, it seemed like Wonder Woman was
difficulty talking for a second or so before coming clearly audible.
"Don't move, Starfire!!
Don't move or talk!!!" the heroine shouted from what seemed to
be a vantage point behind Starfire. Just like that, the bound
heroine found her will to talk or move vanish under the influence of
the magical lasso. Although it was a familiar effect that
Starfire had seen Wonder Woman do before to enemies she was battling,
the bound woman was baffled and enraged by her colleague's treatment of
her.
"Forgive
me, Starfire. I don't have any choice in what I'm about to do," Wonder Woman said softly as she walked up behind her
fellow heroine. Starfire desperately wanted to turn around and
confront her captor but she was compelled to obey the lasso's holder
and remained immobile and silent.
Suddenly,
the bound heroine felt her long mane of hair swept aside exposing her
neck and bare back. A moment or so later, Starfire felt the clasp
on her collar being fiddled with by Wonder Woman and before she knew
it, the collar came loose exposing her large breasts and toned abdomen
to any who might see. The immobile heroine felt a pair of hands
reach around from behind her and caress her ever so tenderly.
"What in X'hal's name are you doing, Wonder
Woman? If this is some kind of joke or initiation right, you've
picked the wrong person to trifle with!" Starfire
thought angrily as she sensed her nipples stiffening under the
ministrations of her tormentor.
After a minute or two, the fondling ceased altogether but before
Starfire could start to think of a plan to get out of her predicament,
she felt some sort of necklace fastened around her neck. Simultaneously, a woman she had never seen before appeared in her line
of vision holding some sort of remote control in her hand.
"Well, so this is the infamous and very sexy heroine Starfire. I
think Art will be very happy that you'll be joining us here at the
gallery and that Wonder Woman followed his orders to the letter," the woman called out while waving her right index finger an
inch or two above the remote.
"What is this strange woman talking
about?...... who is this Art fellow?... orders?.... what is.... HEY!!......" Starfire thought as she tried to make sense of what she
was hearing. However, her thinking was interrupted by the parting
of her hair around her neck and the attaching of something around her
neck that was definitely not part of her costume.
"That isn't....."
Starfire started to mentally react to this newest surprise when the
woman depressed a button on the remote. In that instant, the
heroine's plans to regain her mobility ceased to be formulated as her
mind went blank and still just like all the other living display figures in the building.
"Excellent! I'll strip down Starfire while you remove your
lasso, Wonder Woman. Art should be back here any minute and I
think he has another heroine in mind for you to bring here soon," Karla said as she quickly moved forward and, setting down the
remote on a nearby pedestal, started to strip the silver costume off
Starfire. As she did, she completely ignored the silent Wonder
Woman as she figured the heroine had learned not to interfere with her
employer's plan.
Karla walked around the nude, immobile Starfire and nodded in obvious
admiration. It seemed that all heroines kept themselves in tip
top shape and, out of the skimpy costume the alien wore, Starfire would
have turned the head of a blind man with her voluptuous physique.
"Well, my dear, as much as I'd love to leave you as you are now for
the exhibit, Art has something specific in mind for you that requires
that I make a few alterations. Don't worry, though, they won't
hurt.....ha!" Karla exclaimed with a note of nastiness evident
in her voice. Digging out a straight edge razor and a can of
shaving cream from a bag she was toting, the brunette leaned down and
lathered up Starfire's nether regions. After shaving the
heroine's pussy and other areas that contained the tiniest hint of body
hair, Karla set aside the razor and cream and made ready to start the
next part of preparation.
However, it was at that moment that Karla heard a fairly loud CRUNCHH!!!!!! and she stopped what
she was doing. Looking around, she was surprised to see Wonder Woman
standing by the table Karla had placed the remote. Judging by the
pieces of plastic and metal that were falling from the heroine's
clenched right fist, it seemed Karla had underestimated Wonder Woman's
resolve.
"Now that you can't use your little toy to force me to follow the
sinful deeds laid out by your boss, you will help me free all the
other women that are on display in this horror house. If YOU do
what what I say, I MIGHT......." Wonder Woman started to say as
she took a step towards Karla with her golden lasso in her right
hand. However, the heroine suddenly fell silent and her forward
motion stopped with her in mid stride.
Relieved that she wasn't going to have to deal with Wonder Woman, Karla
walked forward intending to remove the lasso from the transfixed
heroine's grip. Before she took more than a step or two, she
heard a low chuckle come from behind her that sounded familiar to her.
"You know, I would think that a heroine as legendary as Wonder Woman
would think that there might be more than one of my IMD controllers
available for usage. Well, judging by her reaction, it seems like
I'm going to have to alter my plans concerning her. Right now,
let's strip the costume off Wonder Woman and prepare both of them for
the exhibit, shall we?" Art said somewhat sternly to his
enthralled assistant.
With that, the two swiftly removed the red, white and blue costume off
the Amazon leaving her naked as she was once before. Art and
Karla moved over to Starfire at that point and carried her over to the
back of the museum followed by the other immobile heroine. While
Karla started to pin back the long, waist length mane of red hair that
Starfire had, Art retrieved a can of non-toxic flesh colored body paint
from a nearby paint. Once Karla was done pinning the frozen
heroine's hair into a bun as best she could, she and Art started to
paint Starfire from head to toe with particular attention paid to her
nails, nipples and areolas.
While they waited for the paint to dry, Art and Karla turned their
attention to the naked Wonder Woman. Art brought out a bright red
one piece swimsuit and handed it to Karla to slip on the frozen heroine
while he held her. As Karla slowly pulled the tight fitting suit
upwards, Art's grip came to rest just under Wonder Woman's large
breasts. Although the artist usually didn't let his mind drift to
dreams that were of a personal nature, Art found himself fantasizing
about having the frozen heroine in his hands at his beck and call to
indulge his every sexual whim.
"Ummm, Art, could you move your hands for a minute?" Karla said
softly while looking at the face of her disoriented master.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, I let my mind wander a bit," Art said
and quickly removed his hands from Wonder Woman's body. He
noticed with some chagrin that his absentminded caresses had caused the
heroine's nipples to harden and poke outwards quite noticeably against
the fabric of the swimsuit. Frowning momentarily, Art retrieved a
small spray bottle filled with water that he often used for his live
exhibits that weren't disguised as statues or something similar. He sprayed a thin mist of water over Wonder Woman's chest and arms
while Karla put a pair of dark sunglasses on the rigid woman.
After carefully fitting a pair of sandals on the heroine's feet, Art
bent the left arm at the elbow and raised the hand so that it appeared
she was shading her eyes with it. Karla bent Wonder Woman's right
arm in a similar manner with the hand coming to rest on the
waist. After tucking a floatation device that matched the
swimsuit in color in the area between the right arm and body and
fitting a long blonde wig over Wonder Woman's familiar black hairdo,
Art and his assistant turned their attention to Starfire.
For the alien-born heroine, the blank look in her eyes matched the lack
of awareness in her being. Art and Karla lifted up Stafire and
carried her over to an exhibit with STORE
DISPLAYS marked on a sign on the front of it. There was a
wooden table set towards the back with a large blue screen forming the
backdrop for the exhibit. Art secured the immobile Starfire onto
the edge of the table via a large clamp that couldn't be seen by anyone
walking by. Once done that, he adjusted the immobile heroine so
that her feet weren't touching the floor before moving onto the next
step.
Karla retrieved several latex sleeves and what looked like a hood
devoid of openings that were the same color as the backdrop.
While Art retrieved the outfit he had in mind for his newest exhibit,
Karla slipped the coverings over Starfire's head and arms with the
latter stopping just short of her shoulders. After the coverings
were on, Karla stepped back and turned on the powerful light that Art
had set up to be trained directly at the inert heroine.
Smiling, Art saw that the illusion he was looking to create with the
special lighting had been created. To any of the visitor's to the
gallery, it looked like there was a store display fixture that would be
used to model bra and panties or swimwear in the exhibit. Art
noted that the paint covered all the imperfections with only the
slightest of indentations where the nipples were.
"Very good.... very good indeed! I don't think anyone would ever
mistake this work for the alien heroine Starfire. Now to finish
the decorating part......" Art said softly as he flicked off the
light and walked over to the immobilized heroine. Temporarily
removing the rigid Starfire from the clamp she was in, the deranged
artisan dressed her in a black satin bra and panties set. Once
done that, he returned the heroine to her secured position before
proceeding to his next step.
Stepping back, Art activated the rotational part of the clamp mechanism
and watched as Starfire slowly rotated until she was upside down with
her legs pointed straight upwards. Once that was done, he walked
over and slipped gold colored fishnet pantyhose over the heroine's
rigid limbs. Looking over the work, Art shook his head slightly
and got out the remote control that controlled the IMD unit draped
around Starfire's neck.
After punching a combination into the remote, Art watched as the left
leg of the immobile heroine bent at the knee with the lower half moving
to rest, ever so slightly, against the right one. It was very
reminiscent of the fixtures seen in any of the stores Art had been in
the past when shopping for.......
for.........
"Oh, that happened a long time
ago....it's time to put her behind me and concentrate on my present
work...." Art thought to himself as he absently ran his
hands over the silky legs that were extended in the air. A single
depression on his remote and Starfire returned to the normal upright
position. After running his hands over the heroine's torso and
tugging slightly on the blue sleeves encasing the arms that were extending outwards, Art
stepped out of the exhibit with his mind turning to his newest project.
"Karla, could you come over here? I need to prepare the
Lifeguard figure for transport to its' new home and make sure that....." Art started to say before going silent upon seeing the clearly
upset look on his assistant's face.
"I don't know how it happened, but Toni and Inge are gone.....!!!!" Karla exclaimed with a look clearly fearing retribution for
being the bearer of bad news.
"WHAT THE HELL????" Art
exclaimed........
To be continued....... as the Artiste continues to create