The Curator

[Chloromaiden]

The Curator I


A very distinguished looking gentleman with gray hair and a goatee, sat behind his mahogany desk, reading the morning paper. "This is quite an interesting tale about this young man with an obsession over Wonder Chick. He even has every issue of her Comic Book." Reaching across the desk to push the intercom, he called. "Misty, would you come in here?" Within a minute, his door opened revealing a very attractive ash blonde in a short, black pleated dress.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" The long finely sculpted legs, covered with sheer black hose, swaggered across the oak parquet flooring.

"Did you read this article?" Pointing to the first page, as he tossed it onto the desk.

"As a matter of fact, I did, but what's your interest in it?" Misty stood erect, moving next to the desk, looking down at the paper.

"When I saw this, an old urge came rushing back." He peered up at his gorgeous assistant. "How would you like to be the new Curator?

"Sorry, but there's only one Curator, and he retired to become a business tycoon." The young woman didn't reject the idea, but first thought it best to assuage her boss' ego. Then throwing her round firm behind onto the nearby sofa. "You're serious aren't you?"

"Of course I am." He stared at those gorgeous gams, as she deliberately crossed them. "I'll have the old castle refurbished, so you can use it as your headquarters. The retainment chambers can be in the tower, and the laboratory in the basement." Then he sat next to his beautiful Assistant, caressing her thigh. "What do you say?"

"I like it, but how could we exist apart?" She stroked the Curator's cheek, while planting a long wet passionate kiss on his lips.

"I'd visit on the week-ends." Then he placed an arm under her legs, and another behind her back, while Misty grabbed him around the neck. He carried the object of his affection into an adjacent room where there was a small bed prepared for such occasions. The door closed behind them.

A week later the castle was nearly ready, awaiting its first guest, which Misty had selected as Wonder Chick. While the old Castle by the sea was being renovated, she had ordered Brian's house watched around the clock, figuring The Super Heroine would want to meet her most ardent fan. "She should have contacted him by now." Misty complained to her Boss and lover.

"I have an idea you might like to pursue." He smiled at his protege's impatience. "She gets her information from someone with knowledge of criminal activity within the city." After suggesting another avenue of attack he turned his attention to something else. "You might come back to the office to investigate possible recruits for your operation, and while here we might have one of our personal conferences."

When Brian answered the door bell, he saw a very attractive tall brunette with glasses standing there. "Hello. I have a very important message for you from Wonder Chick."

Caught totally by surprise, the young man stood staring at her. "Oh, won't you come in." He stammered his hesitant invitation. "How do I know for sure it's from Wonder Chick?" They went into the living room, where he offered the woman a seat. But instead of sitting, she turned the ring on her finger, producing a flash of blinding light. Then standing before the stunned Brian was his dream Super Heroine, Wonder Chick.

Chuck had been positioned in a rental house across from Brian's for the past week, with nothing interesting to report, until now. "Ms. Curator, a woman just entered the property, and there was a strange flash of light right after entering." He continued watching.

"Describe the woman." Misty listened carefully. "That sounds like Sarah Benson, a reporter for the Daily Times. "She's just after a personal interest story." She returned to the conversation with her Boss.

Billy was in the kitchen getting a beer, when suddenly there was a flash of light emanating from the living room. "What was that?" He peered through the hallway to see a tall gorgeous brunette, dressed in a blue, star spangled leotard. "Wonder Chick! What is she doing here?" Then watching her move around the room. "I need to do something." Searching through his white orderly coat, he retrieved a syringe and a small vial of sedative. "Its a sign, that I forgot to put these back." Billy loaded the syringe with the clear sedative and waited.

"You're only the second person I've trusted to know my other identity, Brian." She went around the room, looking at his various collections. "I have to say that you are interested in my career."
Brian stood staring with his mouth open. Finally the Super Heroine stood at the entrance to the hallway. "Why don't you get your camera and take some pictures?" She stood with her hands on hips pose. " Ouch!" Wonder Chick felt a painful prick in her rear, then spun around to see Billy, bent over with a needle in his hand. "What have you done?" Taking a few steps backward, the dazed woman put a hand to her forehead. "What..waas..innn..thaaa." her voice became slurred, as she felt for something to hold onto, so she could maintain her balance. "Thisss...wass..a..traaap?" Wonder Chick staggered around, dazed as well as confused to why Brian had done this to her.

"Billy, what did you do?" Brian said, watching his favorite Heroine stumble, falling to her knees. "She's hurt."

"No she's not. I just gave her a sedative. She'll be out for an hour or so." He walked over to the helpless Wonder Chick, lifting her chin to stare into those beautiful blue eyes that were turning bleary. Then lifting one of her arms to see it fall limply back down.

"Whyyy..whyyyy...uhhhhh." She fell forward onto her massive chest. "Ufffffff." Laying on the floor, her body slowly relaxed, as the Super Heroine realized she had been caught in the most unsuspected way. "C..can't..resist...the drugggg." The side of her head lay on the rug with her eyes staring blankly across the room. "Whaa..isss..heee..goinn..to..d.doooo?" Finally her heavy eyelids closed.

An hour later, Wonder Chick awoke, her arms stretched above and her wrists bound to a post. "Uhhggg..what happened?" There was a pause as she lifted her head. "Brian, yes it was Brian. Why did you do this to me?" Her head slumped back to her chest. "Ohhh..sooo..dizzy." She felt like she was paralyzed, but only because, she was tied around the waist, the thighs, and the ankles. "Can't move at all. Bound with my own rope."

Brian circled the helpless Heroine, snapping pictures, while she reawakened, and discovered her situation. "That's it. Just great. I can't believe I'm getting these photographs." Billy sat nearby with a digital movie camera. "Are you getting this Billy?" Then he placed his camera on the table. "Have to gag her before she completely regains consciousness."

"Got a better idea." Dragging the ether tank next to the pole, his buddy slid the mask over Wonder Chick's head, watching those beautiful blue eyes widen. "Let's put her back to sleep."

"NOOOOOO! LET ME GO!" Her scream was muffled by the plastic surgical mask, so no one outside the basement could hear the panic shout for help." Her nose sensed the vapors, so her muscles tensed all over. "PLEASE BRIAN DONNN..doooo..thissss." Her head swung slowly from side to side. "Uuuhhhhhh." The sigh was deep and long, as the Super Heroines body sagged, until she hung limply by the ropes.

"Did you get that?" Brian asked Billy.

"No, I thought you were taking the pictures." Both young men were so entranced by the gorgeous woman's struggles against her helplessness, that they forgot the camera. "Let's put her on the torture rack." Billy had helped his friend build a table that could stretch a person laid on it. When the two of them released the ropes, she fell forward crashing against the floor. "Why didn't you catch her? I hope she's not hurt." Billy grabbed her tress's, lifted the unconscious Heroine's head up.

"Be careful." Brian slapped his hand, causing her head to hit the floor again.

"Now look what you made me do." Rolling Wonder Chick over, Billy lifted her upper body. "Take her legs." Stumbling across the room, the two young men carried their burden to the table, where they nearly dropped her as they struggled to place her on top.

"Whew, she's heavier than I thought." Brian began tying the lovely woman's wrists to the wheel, while Billy secured her ankles to the other end of the table. "I need a beer." They went upstairs to the kitchen.

Unfortunately, Brian forgot to use the magic rope. "Unnnnnn." Wonder Chick looked around at her new position. "What is this creep doing?" She lay there as her strength returned. Even though the basement was dimly lit, the Heroine spotted the magic lasso hanging from the post. Straining to see the current bonds, it was obvious they were merely ordinary ropes. "This should be easy." In a few moments Wonder Chick was free, fleeing up the stairs to apprehend her kidnapers.

"What if she wakes up again?" Billy expressed his worry.

"No problem. even Wonder Chick can't break her own..uh-oh." Brian jumped to his feet.

"Something wrong, young fella?" The Super Heroine quickly tied them, before calling the Police. Then exiting the house, she still felt a bit dizzy.

Chuck nearly fell off his chair, when the apparition of the Super Heroine appeared on Brian's porch. Picking up the radio, he shouted. "PLAN A, NOW. DO IT NOW!" His target remained on the porch a few more moments, giving the villains enough time to organize the tactic to capture her.

It appears that our Heroine is still not out of danger, so tune in to Part II




The Curator II

Misty hadn't yet been apprised of her henchman's progress at Brian's, so the new Curator was busy establishing another plan to capture Wonder Chick. Since the Heroine was always one step ahead of the Police, it was obvious she had a special pipeline, feeding her information. Someone on the street with contacts to the under world. "How do we find that contact?" She sat in a large library room in the castle by the sea, peering out the window at the ocean waves breaking against the rocks below. "Celoise, bring the limo around to the front. We're going to the City."

Meanwhile Wonder Chick staggered down the concrete steps, still a little dazed, when a young woman in shorts, passed by riding a bicycle. Suddenly there was a crashing sound. Responding to the noise, the Super Heroine looked up to see the woman lying on the ground, and a van's wheels next to the fallen bike. "Good Heavens, what happened?" She raced to help the injured young woman. "Are you hurt?" While checking on her condition, Wonder Chick's hands were grabbed, and a cloth pressed over her nose and mouth.

"Breathe it in Babe." A voice behind her whispered. "Don't fight it."

Already weakened from Brian's attacks, she couldn't pull away from the woman's grip, but still struggled. "Oh, a sinister trap, but who?" Efforts to wrench away from the cloth, caused her to inhale from the exertion. ""I'm caught." Then sitting back on her rear end, her body sagged with resignation.

"That's it, Honey." Even greater pressure was applied to the rag. "You can't get away from the Curator."

Her eyes took on a puzzled look. "Curator, nooo..it can't..beee." With breasts pumping up and down, drawing in the vapors, her mind was swirling. "Thisss can't be happening." She lapsed into a deep sleep, slowly succumbing to the powerful fumes.

"Good, place her in the van." By this time Chuck had crossed the street to supervise the rest of the operation. "Hello, Ms. Curator? I have the target in hand. Am on the way home now." He watched them toss the limp body into the back of the van. But while all this was happening a crowd of curiosity seekers had gathered. "Don't worry people, this is just a rehearsal for the TV show." The men climbed into the van, speeding away from the scene, as the young woman hopped onto the bike and rode away in the same direction.

Misty smiled, when she heard the news. It was her first catch as Ms Curator. After advising Chuck she would be back at the castle sometime tomorrow, she thought about her collection of Super Heroines. "Who will be next?"

When the Police arrived in front of Brian's house, a man approched them rather excitedly. "Officers, I think I just witnessed a kidnaping." He went on to describe the event, pointing at some other people standing there, who confirmed what he said. "She came out of that house." Pointing again, but this time at Brians.

Upon entering the house, they saw Brian and Billy bound hand and foot on the floor. "These must be the men Wonder Chick reported." The Policemen began untying them. "They couldn't be the ones who kidnaped her."

"Wonder Chick kidnaped?" Brian pulled free, before being handcuffed. "We were trying to help her, and somebody knocked us out." Taking advantage of the situation, he managed to confuse things enough for the officers to wait for Wonder Chick's testimony before arresting them. Brian ushered the police outside, while Billy went for another beer.

Lying very still on the floor of the van, slowly recovering from the chloroforming, Wonder Chick waited for the right opportunity, which came when the van arrived at the castle. Simultaneously snapping the flimsy ropes around her wrists and ankles, she performed a sit-up, grabbed the heads of the two men guarding her, smacking them together. After overcoming that obstacle, she hurtled forward, tossing Chuck outside onto the ground. "Where's the Curator?" Choking the man almost unconscious, the Super Heroine decided to search the castle.


I thought I'd end it here, instead of boring you guys anymore



The Curator III

She quickly disposed of the men, who had tried to kidnap her, so Wonder Chick ran to the Castle, figuring that the Curator was inside waiting for her to be delivered. "Where would he be?" She wandered throughout the old structure, bumping into various workmen, until finally meeting a tall distinguished old gentleman with a goatee. "Could this be the Curator?" It was impossible to tell.

"Can I help you, young lady?" The Curator asked trying to appear innocent. "As you can see I'm very busy renovating this old Castle for the new owner."

She looked as ravishing as the first time he met her, when he played being hurt. Wonder Chick had just finished dedicating a statue to the war veterans, when she came upon the Curator pretending to be a homeless man, with a bad leg. Her compassion forced the Super Heroine to offer him a lift to the homeless shelter, so he climbed on the Harley behind her. Halfway to the shelter he managed to rip the magic belt from around her waist by gripping her tightly, and acting as if he was scared. The Curator then tossed it to his waiting confederates. "Hey Wonder Chick, I think your belt just fell off." He announced to the unsuspecting Heroine.

"Good Heavens, how could that have happened?" She immediately stopped the cycle. "Did you see where it went?" Wonder Chick asked, panic rising in her voice.

"It blew into that doorway back there." He pointed to an abandoned store halfway down the block. "I must go back to get it." Turning around, she went to the place he indicated, where a couple of dereliks sat. "I see it." Her spirits lifted as she saw the golden belt lying in the doorway between the two men. Not suspecting a trap Wonder Chick hopped from the Harley, ran to the doorway, and then bent over to pick up the magic belt. "Ouch"

"Did that hurt?" Asked one of the men, holding a syringe in his hand.

"Oohhh." She immediately lost feeling in her legs, falling into the lap of the other man, who then produced a red neckerchief, pressed it over the Heroine's mouth and nose, and smiled down at the perplexed eyes. "Yes, this was a trap." The man didn't have much to do but watch, as the first drug did its job. Her arms flopped limply, spread wide, and she merely lay helpless, breathing in the chloroform. He became tuned on, seeing those huge boobs moving up and down, inhaling the knockout drug. Soon her blue eyes rolled back, and her beautiful body went completely limp.

The Curator confidently stolled to the defeated Super Heroine, lfted her unconscious form, and carried her inside the store, where his laboratory had been established in the basement. When he placed Wonder Chick onto the operating table it was a sight he would never forget.

"Do you know where I can find the owner?" Wonder Chick asked, not recognizing the old man.

"She'll be here later today, if you'd care to wait." The Curator thought this would be a great chance to try out one of his new traps. "I brought some coffee for the crew,let me get you a cup."
He pulled out a paper cup, and poured from a large thermos." It was obvious the Super Chick was suspicious, and he really trying to misdirect her attention.

"No thank you, I don't drink coffee. Too much caffeine." Wonder Chick did sit in the chair she was offered, but was astonished when iron bands suddenly wrapped around her. "What's this a trap? I can break these with no problem."

"Oh I'm sure you can, but please don't. The owner is turning this Castle into a fun place, with toys like this all over. Let me release those bands." However, when the Curator bent over Wonder Chick to push the button behind her, a cloud emanated from his I.D. badge.

"Whaa..wash..thasss." The Super Heroine immediately began slurring her speech. "Thash..cloub..mabe..meee..uhhh." Her mind fogged, as Wonder Chick became weak. Her head was so heavy it fell to her chest, but jerked backwards, trying to maintain equilibrium.

The Curator was amused at how easily he had captured this Super Heroine. "She hasn't learned a thing." Then he say back to watch her fight against the inevitable. "Misty won't like it. She wanted to catch her." He thought as he actually released the straps, allowing Wonder Chick to slump sideways, and her long raven hair to dangle over the arm of the chair.

Meanwhile the crowd dispersed in front of Brian's house, the police left, and the two young men sat on the porch discussing their adventure, when a beautiful blonde rode past on a bike, stopped at a car across the street. "Billy, didn't one of those people say that a blonde on a bike was involved in the kidnaping?"

"Yeah, so what?" He leaned sideways on his arm.

"Look at that woman. She fits the description." Brian watched her attach the bike, and enter the car. "C'mon, let's go." Grabbing Billy's arm, he pulled him down to his car.

"Hey, what are you doin'?" Billy was shoved reluctantly into the passenger seat, and Brian waited to follow the woman, when she finally drove away.

Still straining to move, Wonder Chick tried to stand, but only fell forward from the effort. However, the Curator quickly caught her, pressing the magnificent body against his. "Ahh, this is a nice benefit." Then he lifted the completely relaxed Heroine, tossing her over his shoulder, with the long raven hair nearly reaching the floor, and the long slim arms dangling loosely, as he carried her down the staircase into the dungeon. When he laid his captive on the bench, her eyes were still open, but unfocused. She lay there moaning softly. To make certain she would remain sedated the Curator tied a clear plastic surgical mask around Wonder Chick's head, covering her nose and mouth. He then turned the valve releasing ether from the small tank and flowing through the plastic tube into the surgical mask. The effect was immediate, as her eyes slowly rolled back, her eyes closed, and her head sagged sideways.

Misty was anxious to see her new Super Heroine captive, so she headed for the Castle with Brian and Billy following. "It feels good being the new Curator." By the time she reached her destination, the van was parked at the side of the old building, and all the men were inside playing cards. "Hi guys, where did you put Wonder Chick?"

"She's in the dungeon, and the boss is upstairs." Chuck pointed to a stairway.

"I'm the boss, and don't you forget it." Misty headed down to the dungeon, where Wonder Chick lay on a wooden bench unrestrained, but unconscious. She smiled at her first conquest, not realizing what had transpired.

Brian and Billy parked their car in a woods near the Castle, and then sneaked up to the building. "We have to go inside." Brian yanked on his pal's arm.

"You go. I'll stay out here and keep watch." Billy pulled his shirt loose.

By pushing the large oaken door slowly, he caused it to squeak slightly. "Uh oh." Luckily no one seemed to have heard the noise. However, he heard men talking in another room. They were arguing about the rules of some game they were playing. "Whew, that's why they didn't hear me." While wondering where they would have put Wonder Chick, the sound of clicking high heels caught his attention. "Have to hide."

Misty was so upset, she never noticed Brian hiding in the shadows, as she raced upstairs to the Curator. "Ben, the Wonder Chick is not restrained." She stomped into the room.

"Whoa, calm down, I have her well sedated. She ain't goin' anywhere." He smiled at the irate new Curator. "C'mere, sit on my lap." They embraced,kissing, until the distinguished old man picked her up, taking the gorgeous assistant into an adjacent room, and slamming the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Brian retraced Misty's steps into the dungeon, being careful that no one else was there. "Oh my God." His eyes fell on the Super Heroine lying unconscious on a wooden bench. "I've gotta get you outta this." He yanked off the mask, throwing in on the floor, and then gently slapped her face. "Wake up, please wake up." All of his efforts only resulted in soft moaning noises. When he tried to lift his obsession to cradle carry her up the steps, he nearly dropped her, so the young hero lifted the limp woman's body over his shoulder. When he reached the door, he swiftly opened it, hoping to minimize the squeak.

Outside Billy was hiding behind one of the parked cars. "What are you doin'. Are you a fool?" Then the two men walked swiftly back to Brian's car, where Wonder Chick was placed lying on the back set.

"I can't take her back to my place. That's the first place they'll look." He stated.

"My uncle has a hunting cabin in the hills." Billy declared. "He's not using it no more."

"I'll have to go back to my place to get my camera." Brian insisted. We're still goin' to make those poses and things.

"I don't think so." Wonder Chick pulled herself up, and slipped off the seat. "I need to catch those people who attacked me as soon as I find them." She staggered around trying to get her bearings. "Where are we?" Almost falling to her knee, the Super Heroine grabbed onto the hood of the car to steady herself. "You need to take me to the nearest police station, and now."

Meantime Billy had decided otherwise, and picked up a hard oak branch. "I don't think so."

'WHAACK!" the branch caught Wonder Chick on the back tof the head, sending the already dazed Heroine to her knees. "OOHHHH..the pain." Holding her head between her hands, she saw nothing but stars.

Billy prepared to deliver another blow, but Brian stopped him. "Don't hit her again." The two of them watched as Wonder Chick lost consciousness and slowly sank forward to the ground. Brian then tied her with the magic lasso. "Help me get her into the car." They drove swiftly to the hills.


The Curator IV


The Curator carried his naked assistant from the room, placing her on the sofa. "If you want that Wonder Chick restrained, then use her own lasso." He watched amorously as Misty dressed, and oozed out the door. "That is one very sexy broad."

The beautiful blonde Misty entered the dungeon with the Curator still on her mind, so it took a few minutes for the scene to register. "She's gone. SHE'S GONE." Then racing back up the stairs, she announced the disappearance to everyone. "Find her." Then bursting in the room. "I told you she had to be restrained and now she's escaped."

"That's not possible." The Curator jumped out of the seat to run downstairs. "She must have had help." Still not believing his captive Super Heroine was missing, he went into the dungeon. Sure enough it was now empty. "Look around." It was several minutes before he noticed the footprint of an athletic shoe on the floor. "See, I told you she had help." Then stomping back upstairs the old man declared. "It was that obsessed fan of hers." Not realizing he had taken over, he ordered Misty. "Go get him. You know where he lives."

"Ohhhh..my head." Wonder Chick tried to rub the sore part, but couldn't move her arms, and then soon discovered her legs were immovable as well. "Who hit me?"

"That would be me Ma'am." Billy peered over the back of his seat to see the magnificent body struggling in her bondage. "Won't do no good you know, cause we used your lasso."

Glancing down at the rope, she sighed. "Oh no, why are you doing this?" She couldn't help trying to wriggle free.

"Brian here wants to take pictures of the woman he's infatuated with, posed in various perilous situations. Then he'll let you go, I think." Billy reached down to rub her thigh.

"Why didn't you just ask. I would have agreed." Still working on the knots, she was beginning to make headway. "After all he's my biggest fan."Her wrist finally broke free, and the impetuous Heroine made a lunge at Billy instead of waiting for the appropriate moment.

'WHAAPP!" Something hard crashed high on her forehead, and her dazzling deep blue eyes rolled back in their sockets, as she sank back into the seat. "UUNNHHH." A load groan signaled her end. Wonder Chick slid slowly along the seat back until she lay silent, facing sideways. Her eyes were closed, and the freed wrist dangled loosely down to the floor.

"Good thing you have these toys." Billy placed the blackjack back into the glove compartment. "The cabin is just up the road."

"You better not have hurt her." Brian admonished his pal, then pulled up next to a log cabin among the pine trees. "Almost didn't see it."

While the two young men carried their favorite Super Heroine into the cabin, Chuck and Misty were combing Brian's house for some clue as to where he might have taken Wonder Chick. They found pictures, video tapes, comic books, stories and other things relating to the Super Heroine.
"This guy is really obsessed." When they searched his basement, there were many different BDSM objects including torture ramps etc "He wants to dominate her." Misty thought. "He has to come back here."

Wonder Chick awoke with a massive headache once more. "Ohhh..my head." She pulled at the ropes binding her to the rustic bed posts. "Can't move." Her eyes finally focused on Brian, holding her belt in the air. "What do you want with me?"

Billy moved to a position where she could see him. "Sorry for hittin' you Ma'am. Can I get you anything?"

"You two are a real piece of work." Wonder Chick lay there just shaking her head.

Brian picked up his hat, and keys. "I have to get my camera, some chloroform, and other things for the shoots." Watch her close while I'm gone.

"What if she tries to get away?" Billy worried.

"You've been able to handle her so far." He left the cabin, and drove down the dusty road, towards home.

Misty decided to stay in the car, until the young man returned, and chuck went to get dinner for them. "Well look who's here." She watched Brian unlock the door and enter. "We might be eating diner at the Castle." The beautiful young blonde swaggered across the street with her wellrounded rear end neatly wrapped in tight fitting black leather shorts.

Brian knew exactly what he needed, so after picking up the camera case, he went into the basement to gather the bottle of chloroform, handcuffs, several lengths of chain, and various other playthings. "Oh, I need the pepper spray." While looking for the can, he heard a noise coming down the steps, so he hid.

"Oh Brian. I know you're here." Misty slowly decended into the basement. "Come out and let's talk."

He peeked around the washing machine to see the gorgeous blonde that was at the Castle. She was as beautiful as Wonder Chick, but in a different way. "Wow, what if I could put them together in the same shot." He marveled at the image of this woman wearing a tight cotton T-shirt, skin tight black leather shorts, black mesh panty hose, and high heel spikes. "Evil Incarnate." He thought as he stood into the light.

"Now, tell me where you've taken Wonder Chick." She approached Brian.

Replying, he merely asked. "Why would I have any knowledge to the whereabouts of the Super Heroine?"

"C'mon, I know you rescued her from the Castle. So tell me where you took her to recover." She went to grab his arm, but was hit by the pepper spray instead. "AARRRGGHH! My eyes." Misty backed away, tripping over a box, and falling on her rump. "Ohhh..can't see." While the beautiful blonde struggled to recover her vision, Brian was busy soaking a piece of cloth with the chloroform. Then he brushed her hands to the side in order to press the rag over her nose, and mouth. "MMPPHHHH!" Surprised by the acrid odor hitting her nostrils, she made a sudden gasp, inhaling a large dose of the fumes. "Oh no, I can't let this twit defeat me."

"Breathe deep, you can't win." Continuing to press the cloth tight against her face, Brian didn't count on the woman's resolve. With all her strength, Misty pulled backwards freeing herself from the cloth. "Hey, where're you going?"

Already dazed and weakened, Misty still made a valiant effort to rise to her feet. "Get away from me you nerd." Unable to see yet the blonde beauty stretched out her arms, trying to stabilize herself, but Brian was not going to let her go.

"Call me a nerd, will you." He went behind the staggering beauty, and once again pressed the cloth over her face.

"NNOOMMPPHHH!" She knew it was over, but kept on fighting, and then with one last effort, placed her hands behind his head, dropped to her knees, and threw him over her shoulder, but the extra exertion caused Misty to breathe harder. "Ohhhh..he's done it...uuuhhhh." Her eyes rolled back, her arms went slack, and the blonde collapsed to the floor with a sigh of resignation.

Brian lifted his conquest onto his shoulder, picked up his bag of goodies, and headed out to his car, where he then bound the woman's wrists and ankles. He removed a hygiene mask from the bag soaked it with chloroform, and tied it over her nose and mouth. "Off we go to the hills."




The Curator V

Billy went outside to collect some wood for the fireplace, since it became cool at night in these hills. "I'm not sure I really want to be involved in the kidnaping of a Super Heroine." His mind wandered, pondering the many dire consequences of their actions, when an old man with a long gray beard suddenly appeared in front of him. "Who are you?"

The old man pointed a rifle at the young man. "Who are you to be trespassing in my woods." He looked very threatening, waving the old weapon around. "I saw what you did. What are you going to do with that woman?"

"What woman?" Billy stammered, not knowing what the old man had seen.

"I saw you carry that woman into the cabin. I see everything in my woods." He cocked his rifle.

Scared for his life, Billy ran, crashing through the woods with abandon. "I'm a dead man." A shot rang out behind him.

The old man stood laughing at Billy's panic. "Now to get Wonder Chick." He approached the cabin with caution. "I know what this woman can do." However, the old guy was surprised to see his nemesis tied securely to a bed with her belt lying in a chair. "Oh my, what a sight. There is a god, for you to be dropped in my lap like this."

"What are you doing here? I thought you were in jail." She stared at the old man recognizing him from a previous encounter. "Where's Billy and Brian? What have you done to them?" Wonder Chick strained violently at her bonds. "Have to get free now."

"So many questions. I'll answer everything in time, but now I must get you ready for a trip." He pulled a small case from his pocket, opened it to remove a syringe, and approached the wriggling Heroine. "I prepared this special formula before coming here." Grabbing one of her arms, he inserted the needle into a vein like a practiced surgeon. "It'll take but a moment."

Wonder Chick felt the effects immediately, and wasn't able to move, when the old man started un tieing her bonds. She watched his smiling face, as the feeling in her legs left. "What does he intend to do with me?" Soon her vision blurred, but her ears heard the sound of Brian entering the cabin, just before losing consciousness.

"Billy, I have a present for you." He entered carrying Misty in his arms. "You left the door open."

The old man watched the young man place the limp body of the sexiest woman he had ever seen, on the small oval rug in front of the fireplace. "Wow, what is that creep doing with her?"

"Where are you Billy?" He entered the bedroom, and saw his idol laying there peacefully asleep, but then saw nothing, as he was hit by the blackjack Billy had left on the table.

"Looking at Wonder Chick on the bed and Misty lying on the floor, visions of a previous life danced through his head. "The Chemist has returned."

Meanwhile Chuck returned carrying lunch from the fast-food joint around the corner, but Misty was no longer in the car. "She must be inside." Then leaving the bag of burgers on the seat he went to tell his sexy boss that lunch had arrived, but she was nowhere in sight. There were signs of a struggle in the basement, and a rag on the floor, that reeked of chloroform. "That geek has her."

"What do you mean, Misty's been kidnapped." The Curator jumped from his seat. "Find her. I'll be there as soon as I can." He raced out to one of the cars and sped away. While heading for Brian's house his cell phone rang. "Hello...." It fell from his hand onto the floor, nearly causing the Curator to crash. "It couldn't be him." After stopping on the side of the road, he searched for his phone. "It's a ghost." Then he finally picked it up. "Hello..are you still there?"

"It's me partner, I'm back." The Chemist replied. "Guess who I have lying on the bed in front of me?" Not waiting for an answer. "Wonder Chick, remember her?"

"Remember her, that witch just escaped from me." The Curator couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Is this some trick?" After receiving several assurances, he told the man to meet him at the Castle.

The Chemist hung up. "I'm back in business." Then picking up the sexy blonde from the floor, he carried her over his shoulder to a remote cabin a half mile away, where his old van was parked. Misty was laid in the back, still tied with the mask over her face. "Now to get Wonder Chick." It was a real pleasure for him to bind the Super Heroine's arms and legs, so he savored every moment, caressing her legs, thighs, and breasts while he proceeded. He then placed the golden belt carefully on the seat next to him, glanced at the two unconscious women in the back, and drove away, leaving his life as a hermit behind.

Billy cautiously returned to the cabin, finding Brian on the floor, and Wonder Chick gone. "She's really good." Thinking his pal had been bested by the bound Super Heroine, he knelt beside his unconscious body. "I hope you've learned your lesson." He said, as he poured water on Brian's head.

"Ooohhh...what hit me?" His eyes focused on the empty bed. "She's gone. Somebody kidnaped her."

"Yeah, like somebody just walked in here from...out..of...the...woods. The old man." Billy was slow, but it finally dawned on him, that the gray haired hermit grabbed the Super Heroine. "His shack is over the hill, let's go." The two young men found the old man's shack abandoned, with fresh tire tracks leading away towards the road. "Where's he taken her?"

"You should say them. The sexy blonde I caught in my cellar is also missing." Brian complained.

While they pondered their next move, the Chemist drove up to the Castle, and two big men were waiting for his arrival. "They're in the back." He said, standing by the side of the van.

One of the big men pulled Wonder Chick across the floor, by her ankles, and then threw her limp body over his shoulder. "Hank, get the other one."

Hank yanked on Misty's bound ankles, dragged her across the floor, until her face came into view, and even with the mask on her face, he recognized her. "Benny, don't leave."

"I gotta get this one inside." Benny protested, but went to the rear of the van anyway. "Uh oh." The big man dropped Wonder Chick on the ground, as he stood astonished at the sight of the boss' lady lying there unconscious, and bound hand and foot. "You tell him, I'm taking this one to the dungeon." Benny lifted Wonder Chick back on his shoulder and left.

"Where'd you get this one?" Hank pointed to Misty lying there, unconscious and looking even sexier with one shoe missing. He carefully untied her after removing the mask, and then listened to the old man's tale. "That little twerp did this to her? No way." Gently lifting Misty in his arms, Hank carried her inside the Castle, followed by the Chemist.



The Curator VI

Hank carried Misty into the Curator's quarters. "He brought her in the van along with that Super Heroine." He said, nodding in the Chemists direction, who was standing to the rear.

"Good Heavens, take her in the other room, and lay her on the bed. Is she alright?"

"She's just fine, just knocked out." The old man replied.

"How'd you find her?" He went to the bed, and took hold of Misty's limp hand.

After giving his old friend a brief resume of the incident, the Chemist turned to the subject that brought him here. "What about Wonder Chick? You ready to go to work on her?"

"Let's get our priorities straight. This young lady is my prime concern." He tapped her cheeks softly, but received no response. "After she wakes, and I know she's OK, then I'll talk business."
The Curator looked at Hank. "Take our guest downstairs, and make him comfortable. We'll be down later." He looked back at the beautiful Misty asleep on the bed.

"I need to check on that Super Heroine first." The old man went down to the dungeon, where Wonder Chick lay strapped to a table. "It took me a long time, but I finally beat you." Searching the area, the Chemist found a tank full of ether with a hose and mask attached. "Need to make sure you don't spring any surprises." He placed the mask over her nose and mouth, secured it in place with the straps around her head, and then turned the valve, allowing ether to invade the Super heroines lungs. "That should keep you quiet until I'm ready to operate."

Not sure they wanted to continue their adventure, Brian and Billy returned home. "I think I've had enough of Wonder Chick for a while." Brian declared.

"Whew, am I glad to hear you say that." Billy went to the refrigerator to get a beer. "Want one?" Seeing Brian nod, he tossed his pal a can. "Think I'll go home and get some rest." Then turning to leave. "UH OH, there's someone at the front door. I'm going out the back." He left.

Brian went to see who it was, and saw an attractive brunette about to push the button, but he opened the door before she did. "Can I help you?"

"I've been waiting for you to return home. Perhaps we might discuss this better inside." The young woman didn't wait for a response before brushing past Brian, and entering the living room. "Could I have one of those?" Pointing to the can in his hand.

He handed the woman a cold beer, and sat in the chair across from the sofa. "What do you want with me?"

She gave him a business card, that read 'Roth Investigative Services, Inc.' "We're looking into the kidnaping of the Super Heroine known as Wonder Chick. Could you tell me what you know about the incident that happened out front." Crossing her legs, she sat back to drink the beer.

"Sorry, but I don't know anything more than what people have told me." He placed the can on the table to keep his hand from shaking.

''Cut the bull Mr. Burbett, she had just visited you when she was kidnaped, and you've been involved ever since then. Can you tell me if this man known as the Doctor was responsible."
She leaned over, showing her cleavage, and handed Brian a photo. "I know that you had detained Wonder Chick for your own amusement, but lost her to someone else. I want to know who that someone else is."

"I've never seen this man before, and don't know what you're talking about." Nervously he gulped some of the beer.

She stood up, walked over to a picture on the wall, and removed an object from behind it. "We've been monitoring your activities in here ever since the kidnaping, so we know that you've been involved to some degree. Now tell me what you know."

After telling the woman about his entire adventure, and admitting to his obsession, Brian expected her to call the police. However, she went on to explain what she knew. The man in the Castle was probably the Curator, a notorious Super Heroine kidnaper in the past. While the old man in the woods, was most likely an old confederate of his known as the Chemist. "I think she's being held in the Castle, and they plan to make Wonder Chick the first of many Super Heroine statues in their Museum." Sitting back on the sofa, the young investigator hefted the can and downed the rest of her beer. "I want you to remain here, while I rescue Wonder Chick. Afterwards I'll have the police investigate your involvement."

Billy had returned to hear most of the conversation, but when the woman said the word police, he hurried into the basement to retrieve one of Brian's toys. "Can't let her go to the cops."

Ms. Roth stood to leave. "I suggest you prepare a good story to explain why you and your friend forcibly detained Wonder Chick." As she went to the door. 'Phhht' Something stung the back of her neck. "Ouch!" Her hand left the doorknob and reached for the spot that caused the sting, but never made it, as she fell forward against the door. "UUNNNNN!" The woman's knees gave way, allowing her body to slide slowly downward, until she sprawled out on the floor. Her eyes looked up at Billy holding the tranquilizer pistol. "Wha..did...yooo..dooo?" Then her vision blurred, and the attractive young brunette relaxed totally.

"Why did you do that?" Brian asked, almost in panic.

"She was going to call the police on us. I couldn't let her do that." Billy insisted, while picking up the limp woman's body. He gently rolled her over his shoulder. "I'll put her in the basement."

"Then what do we do with her?" Brian worried about the consequences.

"One thing at a time, old buddy." As her body dangled loosely over his shoulder, the brunette wig came off.

"Hey Billy she's hiding some pretty blonde tresses under that wig. When we get her downstairs, let's see what else she's hiding." Brian's worry changed to curiosity.

"Oohhhh..where..am..I?" Misty's eyes began to focus on her surroundings. "How did I get here?"

"You're safe, honey. I was worried about you." The Curator sat next to her.

"Where's that little creep." She leaped to the side of the bed. "He did this to me."

"I'll take care of him later, but for now I need to erase a bad memory from the past." Leaving Misty to take a shower and change clothes, he went downstairs to tell Hank of his intentions.

After making sure Wonder Chick was secured, the old man went upstairs to give the Curator a list of his demands. "If we're going to make things happen, I'll need you to do this." Giving his old friend a long list of things, he waited for a reaction.

"You're right. So why don't you go with Hank, and he'll help you pick up this stuff. He knows all the best places." Urging the Chemist to proceed with his plans, he agreed to do most everything on the list.

"I need to clean up first." The old man insisted.

"There's plenty of time to do that later. Strike while the iron's hot. Right?" "I'm impatient to get started, now that you're here." He smiled, nearly shoving the old man out the door. "Take care of him Hank." He heard Misty coming down the stairs, and he didn't want to miss that sight, so he hurried to the foyer. He wasn't disappointed.

"She looks like some kind of Super Heroine." Billy exclaimed , having removed the woman's suit, revealing a skin tight blue leotard trimmed in gold. "Wonder what the M stands for."

"We have to keep her sedated, so get one of the masks." Brian got the bottle of chloroform. "Did you hear what she said about Wonder Chick?"

"Yeah, she accused us of kidnaping her after the kidnaping." Billy tied the mask over her nose and mouth.

"No, I don't mean that. She thinks that the old man took her to the Castle, and that he's workin' in cahoots with that other guy." Brian soaked the mask with chloroform. "We need to go get her."

"Not again." Billy wailed.




Curator VII


Her dainty bare feet slowly navigated down the cold stone steps, her sheer pink nightgown flowing open, revealing her large breasts lifted by the lace bra, while her femininity was covered by the lace thong panty. "How do I look, Ben?"

Gulping, He replied. "Is there really any need to ask." When she finally reached the bottom step, he placed his arms behind her to lift the sexy auburn haired beauty, and carry her into the dinning room. "Why don't we skip breakfast?" His eyes glued to the vision of loveliness sitting across from him.

"Sorry Ben, but I'm famished." She smiled as she began eating her omelet.

Brian tied the woman's hands, and Billy secured her ankles together. "We need to rescue my idol." The young man insisted. "Those men intend to do bad things to her." Then the doorbell rang. "Who's that?"

"You won't know unless you open the door." Billy said.

Brian went upstairs to peek through the curtain. "It's a strange man." Hesitating to open the door, he stood there, sweating. After a few minutes, he finally relented. "Can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Ms. Roth. She was here earlier. You know, she's an attractive brunette, medium height." Jonathan watched the young man fidget, and shoved him aside. "Where is she?" Seeing that no one was around. "What have you done to her?" He noticed that the door to the basement was open, so he headed in that direction. "Is she down there?" Upon reaching the top step a tranq dart hit the sleeve of his coat, and another young man was standing at the bottom of the steps, reloading the gun. "No you don't." Jonathan charged at the man, knocking the gun aside. "Where is she?" He grabbed Billy's shirt, shoving him against the wall. Suddenly he noticed her on the floor, ankles bound, knees bent, her arms behind her back, and now wearing her Minerva costume. "You'd better not have hurt her."

Brian was stunned by the man's actions, and timidly followed him into the basement. "We meant her no harm." He stammered as he saw the man begin freeing the woman from her bonds. Both young men were so intimidated that they never thought to resist further. "We were going to let her go."

After removing the mask, Jonathan carried her past them, up the steps, and laid her on the couch. "Get me a damp towel." He demanded.

Brian went to the kitchen and came back with a damp rag, and some ice. "Hope this will do."

It took a while for the Super Heroine to be revived. "Oooohhh..what..was that?" Her bleary vision began to clear, and Jonathan came into view. "You did it again didn't you?"

"Afraid so, Minerva."

Hearing that name, she looked down to see her costume. "Did you two take my clothes off?"

"Y..yes..ma'am." Brian answered weakly.

Still feeling dizzy, Minerva eased to a sitting position. "I hope it's not too late to save Wonder Chick." Standing a little unsteady, she looked over at Jonathan. "We'll have to take them along."

The old man watched Hank float down the stream. "People always seem to underestimate me."

While back at the Castle, Ben quickly finished his coffee in anticipation."Can we go..up..stairs..noww?" His eyes became blurry. "Get..tired." Then stumbling off his seat the Curator, lay on the floor moaning.

Misty watched him fall, and tried to rise, but fell back onto her chair. "Whas..hap..uhhh" She fell forward onto her breakfast plate, and her eyes slowly closed.

As the scene was taking place inside, the Chemist was driving up outside. "I hope the drug has already taken effect." He was reassured when he saw his victims dead to the world in the dinning room. "Now to get my prize." Unhooking the surgical mask from Wonder Chick, he then freed the Super Heroine from the straps, tossed her limp form over his shoulder, and carried her out to his van. "Now to make certain we have a nice quiet journey." He removed a syringe from its case, and plunged the needle into her arm. "That's step number one, sweetheart."

After he and Wonder Chick had left. Minerva's little group arrived to find the remains of the much sought after criminal and his woman. They thoroughly searched the Castle, and couldn't locate Wonder Chick, but there were signs of the Super Heroine having been restrained in the dungeon. "I'm afraid we're too late. it seems the old man has outsmarted everyone."

He drove along the beach Highway heading for an old abandoned Light House, way out on the cape. "Here's where we'll start our new life together, my slave."

The End of the Curator

Chloromaiden

[Zara of Armestia]

I can not believe no one has commented on how good this story was! I loved it and hope to read all of your stories soon! =D>

[Chloromaiden]

Thanks for your kind words. I haven't posted anything else, because of the lack of comment. No sense in posting something nobody wants.

Chloromaiden