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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Innocent babes

Isis stood before him, just as he remembered her in life. Her beautiful
breasts betrayed themselves beneath the folds of her flowing white garments.
He could make out the outline of every lovely curve. Her navel danced
seductively in the sea of her taught, flat stomach. Tightly muscled legs
seemed to stretch on forever from beneath her tiny white skirt. The golden
material of her boots raced up her calves, glimmering in the light.


"Adam," she whispered his name seductively.


"Isis, my love," he sighed, his voice cracked with emotion. "Oh, how I've
missed you."


Black Adam embraced her tightly. He could feel her soft, pliant breasts
flatten against his chest. His hand traveled down to feel the warmth of her
bare skin at the small of her back. He buried his head in her neck and
inhaled deeply, savoring the sweet scent of blue lotus in hair.


"I love you, Isis," he whispered in her ear. "You are my goddess."


"I know, Adam," she said in a troubled voice. "But we can't do this. We
can't be together."


Adam pulled his back from their embrace. He looked into her teary eyes.


"Why? What's troubling you, my love?"


"I'm dead, Adam."


Black Adam was taken aback. Horrifically, the flawless face of his one true
love grew old and gray. The flesh fell from her face and a creature of
putrified skin and bones stood before him.


"We're all dead," a chorus of voices called out from seemingly all around
him.


Suddenly, Osirus and Sobek, his beloved family were there with them looking
just as ghastly as Isis. Chunks of rotting flesh hung from their skeletal
bodies. Maggots writhed disgustingly in open sores.


"No!!! Nooooo!!!" Adam screamed out in horror. He was paralyzed, transfixed!
Unable to end this nightmare.


"SHAZAM!"


A lightning bolt crashed from the sky! Black Adam's hated successor, Captain
Marvel appeared with his family. Effortlessly, Captain Marvel, Captain
Marvel Jr. and Mary Marvel dispatched with the nightmarish zombies that were
once Isis, Osirus and Sobek.


As Black Adam watched, rage and hatred filled his heart. Why? Why was his
family dead? Why was the life of that buffoon, Captain Marvel so perfect?
Why was his family allowed to live.


He eyed the nimble, young body of Mary Marvel. Her white mini-skirt
fluttered in the wind, catching his gaze. It teased him with the promise
that the wind might lift the skirt just high enough to see her tight,
perfect ass. Smooth, gazelle-like legs stretched out from under that skirt,
fueling his lust. He could see her tiny, teenage breasts poking out from
under the fabric of her costume.


A hand reached from behind and clutched Black Adam's growing hardon. A
familiar voiced whispered seductively in his ear.


"You want her, don't you?" Isis whispered.


"Yes," Adam admitted.


"Then take her. Take her from him. Even the score with your hated pretender
and be happy once more," Isis said. "I am gone, my love, but I want you to
be happy and I want revenge against our enemies. You can have both with
her...."


Adam awoke with a start. His eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness. A thin
sheet covered his naked body. He was in his bed in the Kahndaq embassy in
Metropolis. Yes, yes, it was all starting to make sense now. It was a dream.


Adam clenched his fist and grit his teeth. That same damn dream again! Night
after night that same horrid dream! Tears filled his eyes as the sorrow
welled in his chest.


"Why, Isis?" he sobbed out loud. "If you must be gone, why can't you leave
me be? Why do you return to haunt me, night after night? I love you so
much...."


Restless, he got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. He washed the
sleep from his face with cold water. He looked at himself in the mirror. The
visions of his dream still fresh in his mind. His beautiful Isis... and
someone else... there was someone else in his dream, it was already starting
to fade. Who was it?


Yes. That beautiful Mary Marvel. "Madness!" he thought to himself. She is
but a girl! While he... he was a hero and a warrior for more than two
thousand years. He was a king and now the ruler of a nation. Soon he would
rule the world, what cared he for some troublesome teenager?


Still, the image of Mary Marvel would not leave his head. Her shapely legs,
her tight ass, her pert breasts.... oh, how he longed to taste those
breasts, to suckle her nipples, to bury his head between her legs and taste
the sweetness of her juices. Had she been with a man before? Would he be her
first? He imagined how tight she would be. His heart raced. He looked at his
muscular form in the mirror. His cock was fully erect and eager. It stood
out like a steel rod, ready to plunge deep into the womb of Mary Marvel.
Ready to maker her his slave, his consort, his wife.


A pounding on the door disrupts his thinking. Adam quickly dons a robe and
answers it, angrily. "What is it!? At this hour?!"


"Sorry, to disturb you sir," one of the embassy staff members said meekly.
"Our intelligence office has been investigating that explosion over
Gotham..."


"You disturbed my sleep for that!!!" Adam said angrily. He clenched his fist
so tightly, his knuckles began to turn white. The arteries in neck began to
throb visibly.


"It's the wizard Shazam, sir!" The man said quickly, filled with fear. "He's
dead."


***


Adam hovered in the night sky. His mind was crowded with so many thoughts.
It had been a year since the old wizard died, yet he still couldn't stop
thinking about him. He would be long dead, his bones turned to dust
centuries ago, if Shazam hadn't granted him the stamina of Shu.


And what of his new charges -- Captain Marvel, Captain Marvel, Jr. and most
importantly, Mary. He had his Kahndaq intelligence agency working around the
clock to locate her. He finally found her, her body broken, her lovely form
marred by the garish mechanical whirring of life support machines. She had
been flying three miles in the air when the Rock of Eternity was destroyed,
killing Shazam. When he died, she lost her powers. Without the fleetness of
Zephyr to keep her aloft, she plummeted to her doom. He stopped caring after
he saw her like that.... weak, crippled. What was she to a man like him?


Piercing screams disturbed his deliberations. His senses sharpened millennia
ago through the strict training of an Egyptian warrior, Adam quickly located
the perpetrator. Some common street scum was chasing down a girl. With the
swiftness of Heru'ur, Black Adam descended from the night sky like a raptor
in search of prey. He quickly dispatched the thug, angered that he was no
match for the man-turned-god. The effortlessness of his rescue left him
unsatisfied, anger still boiled in his veins. He was angry at the world for
leaving him alone, apart from his love, Isis. He was angry at that old
bastard wizard Shazam for cursing him with eternal life. And he was angry
that the object of his lust, beautiful Mary Marvel was out of his grasp....


Or was she?


There, in the city street, sobbing before him, was Mary Batson. Young,
beautiful, petite and healthy. She had fought through hell and back and in a
year's time, she recovered from the devastating fall that left her body
shattered. But it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She wanted power. She
wanted the power of Shazam back more than anything. And here she was, this
pitiful wretched, begging him to share his power with her.


Black Adam reached out and held her face in his hand. She seemed so small,
so frail. It was almost impossible to believe that this tiny waif of a girl
once housed the power of Shazam. He remembered acutely the power she once
delivered with her fists. Yet, her face was so small, he could cup it almost
entirely in his hand. His thumb stroked her check and wiped away a stray
tear. Gently, he caressed her lips. They were blazing bright red with
lipstick. He pulled her close and inhaled. For an instant, his heart hoped
for the familiar fragrance of blue lotus.


Strawberries.


Of course. Mary Marvel would smell like strawberries. The scent jolted him
back to reality. This was not Isis.


"You want to feel powerful again?" he asked.


"Yes!" she cried. "More than anything!"


"To wield power, to wield *my* power, you have to know what it is to be
absolutely powerless. You have to know what it is like to be subject to that
power," he said. "Before you can become its master, first you must become
its slave. Are you willing to do this?"


She had no idea what he meant, but she did know one thing.


"I'm willing to do anything if it means I get my powers back," she
whimpered.


Adam smiled.


He lifted the girl's tiny body in his arms. She was so petite it was like
lifting a feather. He looked deep into her eyes, smiling. Without a word he
flew into the night sky. For once, the swiftness of Heru'ur could not carry
him quickly enough. He had flown around the world twice over with but a
thought. Tonight, he was only flying a few city blocks to the Kahndaq
embassy, but it seemed like an eternity.


Black Adam kicked open the double doors of the embassy. He wanted his staff
to know his intentions.


"Under no circumstances am I to be disturbed," he said. "I don't care if
it's World War III out there, *NO ONE* disturbs us."


"Yes, sir!" his staff said in unison as he marched down the hall, Mary
Batson in his arms.


She stroked his bulging biceps and lusted for their strength. They were like
wrought iron. She recalled all of their past battles and remembered what a
dangerous enemy he was. She thought of the sheer power he wielded. He was
mightier than even Superman. Centuries of training and discipline had made
him even more skilled and powerful than Captain Marvel. No one could match
him. No one.


Mary's heart raced. She licked her lips. His raw physical strength, his
commanding presence, they intoxicated her.


Black Adam barged through the doors of his bedroom, letting them slam shut
behind him. He set Mary down gently on the bed and eyed over her lithe,
supple body. He undid the sash at his waste and pulled off his shirt
revealing his finely sculpted muscles under bronze skin.


"Show me your body, Mary," he commanded in almost a whisper.


"Oh! Of course!" she said. The girl began to undo her top and pull of her
skirt, foolishly thinking he wanted to inspect her body for signs of
remaining injury from the fall. "You'll see, I've quite recovered. The
surgeons were very good. You can barely see the scars and many of them have
already faded. My X-rays..."


"The bra," Adam said, interrupting her blathering.


"What?" she said, taken aback.


"Take off the bra," Adam said.


Mary hesitated.


"You want my power? You must obey me. You must obey me to the letter without
hesitation, without question, understand?" Adam said.


"Y-y-yes," she stammered nervously.


"I will never again repeat a command to you," Adam said, calmly, patiently.
Then, his voice grew harsh. "Now, take off your bra."


Mary turned around modestly and undid the back strap. She let the garment
fall to the floor as she covered her small, pert breasts with her arms and
turned around. Her eyes focused on the floor, at Adam's golden boots, at the
sash and shirt at his feet. At anything, but his eyes.


"Now, the panties," he commanded.


Tears returned to Mary's face. She slowly moved her arms from her breasts.
She hooked her thumbs in between her panties and her hips and bent down to
give them a yank. Adam's cock leaped in his pants as she bent over and let
her breasts sway before him. Oh, how long had he wanted this and not even
known it? The sister of his old enemy, now stripped and displayed before
him, powerless and obedient, and the fun was only beginning.


"Come to me, Mary," he ordered.


She approached him meekly, ashamed of her naked body, so frail and small.
She thought of other women she knew, Power Girl, Wonder Woman, with their
voluptuous breasts and statuesque physiques, and here she was, tiny, small,
with small everything! Small breasts, no more than mosquito bites, skinny
arms and legs! And powerless, just an ordinary girl. Shame and embarrassment
welled inside her heart. Her emotions overwhelmed her, washed over her. They
pushed up from the heaviness in her heart, past the lump in her throat and
forced tears to stream uncontrollably from her eyes.


Adam embraced her. He pulled her naked body close to his. His every muscle
fueled by the power of Aton, the self-created sun god of the Egyptians.


Mary was so small, so petite, the top of her head only came to his chin. He
bent his head forward and inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with the
mixture of strawberry shampoo and her own unique womanly musk. The scent
traveled through his nostrils and straight down to his cock. It was the
scent of a woman who was ripe, fertile and ready for mating. His cock grew
unbelievably hard and threatened to tear through the thin fabric of his
uniform. He let his desire for her be known as he pressed his rock-hard
manhood against her perfect thighs.


If Mary had any doubts about what was going to happen to her, they were
erased.


"Have you ever kissed a man before?" Adam whispered to her.


"Yes! No...," she hesitated. "It depends on what you count as a kiss. Like,
little kisses... then, yes."


Adam gripped her chin gently and lifted her head up to face him. He brought
his face close to hers then kissed a tear on her cheek.


"Like this?" he teased her.


"Yes," she said weakly. Her knees began to wobble and shake.


He kissed her cheek again. Then again, closer to her lips this time. Then he
pressed his lips to hers.


"Like this?"


"Yes," she could barely get the word out.


Adam opened his mouth and let his tongue slide into hers. He savored the
sweet taste of her innocence. He could taste the hints of bubble gum and
toothpaste. He could feel her trying desperately to reciprocate and fail.
Adam was not gentle with this first kiss. He forced his tongue inside her,
took command of her, controlled her with his lust.


"Like that?" he said harshly in her ear.


"No," she answered.


"Would you like to get kissed again?" he asked.


"Oh, God, yes!" she said and opened her mouth to invite him in.


Adam couldn't resist. He kissed her again, firmly, forcefully. Mary learned
quickly and returned his kiss. It was a passionate embrace that only served
to fuel his hardon. His cock throbbed as his tongue penetrated moist, warm
depths of her mouth, as he slid himself ever deeper, past her teeth and to
her throat. He pressed his cock against her and he could feel her pushing
her leg against it, rubbing it until he couldn't stand it any longer.


He broke the kiss abruptly.


"Get on your knees," he ordered.


Mary almost questioned him when she remembered his warning from earlier. She
obeyed.


Adam kicked off his boots, walked up to her and pressed himself against her
face.


"Strip me," he said.


Mary obeyed, pulling down the thin fabric of his pants. His fully erect
penis jumped from their confines and slapped her in the face. She had never
seen a man naked before, not in person, let alone a fully erect cock. Adam
was, as you would expect of the most powerful man on earth, well endowed.
His cock was long, thick and uncircumcised (circumcision came into popular
practice centuries after he was born).


"Ever sucked a cock before?"


"No."


"Just open your mouth, I'll take care of the rest."


As soon as Mary obeyed, Black Adam drove his rigid manhood into her mouth.
He firmly held her head as he thrust himself inside her. Mary gagged at his
girth. With each thrust, he slammed into the back of her throat, causing her
to gag loudly. Saliva welled up in her mouth and dribbled from the corners
of her lips. Long strands of saliva hung down her face as Adam drove his
cock into her head again and again. He was merciless in his face fucking.


Then he forced his cock down her throat, her nose actually pressed against
his stomach. He held her head fast. Stronger than even Superman, he held her
firm. If Mary had her powers, she could fight him off with the strength of
Hippolyta or endure with the grace of Selena, but she was just a girl -- an
ordinary, powerless girl. Her face turned red as she gagged against Adam's
cock. Tears flowed from eyes.


Adam reveled in seeing this tiny girl take his massive cock down her throat.
His cock pulsed with each spasm of her throat as she gagged. Her face hugged
him tightly. Finally, he pulled out, his cock harder and more rigid than
ever. Mary coughed and gagged as she struggled to catch her breath.


"Is it too much for you?" he teased her. "If you want we can stop and you
can go back to your life."


"No." She gasped. "I want it." She lied. She wanted his power and she would
endure whatever it took to get it.


"Get on the bed and lie on your back, you worthless whore," Adam said.


Mary obeyed.


It was time for her to get fucked.


Adam slipped his arms under her legs and spread them wide as he mounted
her. He kissed her roughly
as he let his cock find her love hole. Then, without warning or mercy, he
plunged into her depths. Mary broke the kiss and screamed. Adam thrust a
second time, going deeper, tearing through her hymen. His blood-covered cock
rammed into her mercilessly, tearing wide her tight, teenage pussy.


"Can you feel me, Mary?" he said. "Can you feel my power as I fuck you with
the strength of the seven gods of Egypt?"


"Yes," she whimpered.


"That's 'Yes, sir!'" Adam corrected her.


"Yes, sir," she said, weakly.


Adam drove his cock in as deep as it would go. He continued to pump her with
the speed of Heru'ur. His body was a blur as he ravaged her virgin pussy.


"This is what you really came her for, isn't Mary?" he said. "To get fucked,
to get fucked by me."


"Yes, sir," she said. "Fuck me, sir.... Oh!"


Adam continued to fuck her brutally. He slammed his cock in up to the hilt,
pushing against her hips, trying in vain to go even deeper. Her pussy was so
tight, it squeezed his massive phallus like a clenching fist. He could feel
her vaginal walls tighten around him with each thrust of his cock. He needed
to fuck her deeper, harder. Drawing on the power of the gods, he fucked her
at a blinding speed.


"You love this don't you bitch?" He barked into her ear.


"Oh, God, yes! I love your cock!" she screamed. "God, you're tearing me
apart. I'm.. Oh! I'm splitting open!"


Her words fueled his hardon. Miraculously, he felt his cock grow even
harder. Then he lost it, cum erupted uncontrollably from his balls, surging
through his penis. He buried himself as deep inside her as he could and let
the cum pump deep into her womb.


"Oh, you bitch," he said, exhausted. "Oh, that's it. Let if flow deep into
your cunt."


"I can feel it," she said. "I love it. I can feel it filling me."


Adam pulled his cock out of her body. He directed it to her face.


"Clean it off, woman," he commanded.


Mary took his semi-hard phallus into her mouth and bathed it with her
tongue. She savored the sweet-salty mixture of cum, sweat and her own
vaginal juices. She pumped her head up and down the shaft and felt it begin
to harden again. Adam's cock swelled back to full rigidity. He was ready
again.


"Get on all fours," Adam ordered. "Like a bitch!"


Mary obeyed. She nervously got to her knees. She spread her legs and pushed
her ass in the air, her legs weak with anticipation. What would this be
like.


Adam got behind her mounted her doggy style, inserting his cock deep into
her throbbing fuck hole. She was well lubricated with cum and love juice.
Adam began a rhythmic assault on her pussy, shoving the length of his turgid
manhood in and out of her. His balls began to slap against her clit as his
thrusts became more violent. He reached around and squeezed one of her tiny
breasts in his hand. He savored the feeling as he drove his cock in deeper
and pounded her with no mercy.


Mary whimpered with each thrust, her cries fueled his hardness. Adam felt a
desperate need to fuck her harder, to thrust deeper. He leaned forward and
pushed into her. Mary's body quaked with each thrust. He began fucking her
faster, harder, more savagely. He summoned the endurance of Shu, god of the
air, as his hardon persisted. He fucked her with no thought to her pleasure
or pain, thinking of only his own satisfaction, his own lust. He thought of
his babies growing deep inside her womb as even now his sperm worked their
way to her eggs. The idea made him fuck even harder.


His mind wandered to the wizard Shazam.


"That stupid old man had no idea what to do with a useless cunt like you,
but I do," Adam barked at her
. "The only thing you're good for is fucking, you whore, Mary. You're a
stupid useless whore! Say it!"


"I'm a whore," she said without emotion. Adam pulled his cock out and
slammed it deep inside her. Mary yelped. She got the message.


"I'm a whore," she screamed. "I'm stupid, useless whore! Fuck me! Please
fuck me, sir! I love your cock!"


Mary felt Adam's cock swell inside her. His thrusts became more urgent, more
violent. He tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her body into him as
he thrust forward. Her pussy burned with the friction as he fucked her at
superhuman speeds. The he exploded. Cum burst from his cock like water
through a damn. He was a firehose sending burst after burst of thick, sticky
cum. It was like a jet of fire burning inside her.


Adam collapsed on top of Mary as she lay flat on the bed, exhausted. Adam's
cock remained hard as he pumped her at a snail's pace, still enjoying what
remained of her virginal tightness. They lay like that for what seemed
hours. His thrusts never ceasing, slow though they were. Finally, Adam
shifted positions and supported himself above her with his arms, as if
doing a push up. He began to pump her faster with eager determination. His
cock grew more rigid. An evil thought had entered his mind.


Mary spread her legs and moaned as she felt him fuck her with renewed vigor.


"Mary," he whispered into her ear. "I'm going to do something new to you.
I'm going to fuck your asshole."


Mary's eyes widened.


"This will be different," Adam said. "It won't be gentle like before."


"What was he talking about?" Mary thought. He nearly tore her in half with
that fucking! She'll be surprised if she can walk tomorrow!


"This could break you, Mary," he said. "I'm afraid your tiny little asshole
might not be able to handle me, but I can't resist it. You did this to me,
you little temptress. You teased me with that perfect little ass of yours
and now I'm going to take it!"


Adam pulled his rigid cock from her pussy. He spit on her asshole and worked
it with his fingers. Then he spit on his cock and poised the head at the
entrance to her forbidden backdoor. Mary closed her eyes and clenched the
bedsheets tightly in her fists.


Adam slowly worked his way into her ass. The entrance was so tiny! He pushed
and pushed with little thrusts until he broke through the first sphincter,
the head of his cock actually popped as it slid past. The feeling was
unbelievable. His cock was only in maybe an inch, yet he could feel her
gripping him so tightly. He could feel so much resistance to his probing,
yet he felt an undeniable urge to go deeper. He continued to push forward.
With each thrust, Mary let out a whimper. Soon her whimpers turned to
grunts. It wasn't long before Adam could no longer control himself and
thrust harder, letting his wrought iron shaft pierce its way into the
deepest depths of her filthy little ass. Mary was shrieking.


Tears rolled down her cheeks as he forced his way into her. Her sphincter
continued to squeeze him as he thrusted into her. It was a sensation like
nothing he'd felt before, not in two thousand years as the pharaoh of Egypt
with countess wives and concubines, not even his beloved Isis. The ass of
his enemy! He had plucked the innocence out of the sweet, beautiful Mary
Marvel! Adam pulled his cock out and then shoved it into her ass up to the
hilt, provoking another scream from her! Yes! He loved this feeling, this
matchless power over her. He had conquered her!


"Can you feel, me bitch?" he demanded of her.


"Yes, God yes, I feel you," she said.


"Who is your master now, woman?" he said.


"You, sir!" she answered. "You're my master! You're the master of my ass!"


With that he continued pounding. He pounded her ass deeper, deeper, harder.
He pounded her with the strength of Aton, as much as her frail, human body
could handle.


"I am your Master, Mary Marvel!" he screamed at her. He drove his cock in
deep. "I am your god!"


He drove his cock in up to the hilt, pushing it as deep as it could go, deep
into her ass and he came. He came and came. He let the cum flow through his
shaft and deep into her ass.


"That's it bitch!" he said. "Take me! Take my cum!"


"Yes, master," she answered through her tears. "Cum inside me. Cum in my
ass, master!"


And cum he did. He allowed himself to remain buried in her as his body
spasmed with each ejaculation. Finally satisfied, he pulled out, his cock
still semi-erect. He offered it to her face.


"Clean me," he ordered.


Mary almost hesitated. His cock was filthy. It glistened with cum and sweat
and the odor of ass was strong. She could make out disgusting brown flecks
under his cockhead and the cum on his shaft was discoloured with her own
shit. But she feared Adam. She feared his temper and his power. At the same
time, she loved him. She loved the power at his command and she would do
anything for it. She took the cock into her mouth and sucked it. She sucked
down her own juices off of it. She could taste the disgusting taste of her
own ass. She quickly swallowed the cum and whatever else might be on it and
licked him clean. She suppressed the urge to vomit.


Adam pulled his cock out of her mouth. He licked the tears off her face,
they were still streaming from her eyes. Cum oozed out of her pussy and ass
and a throbbing pain began setting in. What had she done?


Adam nuzzled her breasts and sucked them. His cock began to stir again. He
rolled over and laid on top of her enjoying her tiny little tits. She was
still a child in so many ways. As he suckled her, his cock grew harder. He
began to probe for the warm opening between her legs.


Mary felt his rigid phallus push against her vagina. Fear gripped her. He
was ready to go again?


"No!" She shouted. "You can't be ready to fuck again!"


"What did you say?" Adam quickly became angry. Mary's heart sank as she saw
his face turn red. A thick vein began to throb in his forehead. Adam thrust
his cock into her. "Did you just say no to me?" He impaled her again. "I'll
teach you what happens when useless, whiny cunts say no to their master!"


Adam grabbed Mary by the shoulders. She sobbed and shrieked as fucked her
mercilessly. His cock brought back to life by her resistance, he plunged it
into her again and again. His thrusts increased in speed becoming more and
more rapid. Soon he was fucking at breakneck speed.


He pulled his cock out and slammed it into her face. Seconds later, he began
to cum. Load after load of semen shot from his cock and filled Mary's mouth.
She swallowed as much as she could, but soon it began to overflow and
dribble out her mouth, mixing with her tears.


Adam stood over her, his passion finally spent.


"This is all you're good for now, Mary," he told her. "Your purpose from now
on is to pleasure me, to take my seed inside you. I'm going to own all three
of your holes. I'm going to fuck you morning noon and night for all
eternity." Adam smiled an evil grin. Mary sobbed when she saw the cruelty in
his eyes. "And you're going to love it."


"Yes, master...."