Mary was a very famous and world renowned sculptor, specifically of the male nude which was her particular specialty and for who she had no peer. Her one of a kind commissions earned tens of thousands of dollars each and she was the absolute darling of the art scene, a modern day female Michelangelo. Beautiful and wildly successful, as time went on her works only grew more valuable and were sought out by all of the greatest art collectors in the world, prices skyrocketing once he was declared an "up and comer" by Art World Digest.
Her specialty was not only beautiful male nudes, but special projects made for the more "exotic" collectors of men in, er shall we say, more pleasing poses. Her talent unsurpassed, she made an fortune on these more "private" pieces and things could not have been better for her career.
Although professional, she was hugely successful, her personal life was a complete disaster as she, like so many other successful and beautiful women, had unbelievably bad taste in men. Tragically always attracted to bad boy types that were certainly not good enough for her, she constantly was getting her heart broken by one lothario after another, caught forever in wanting to tame the dark men in her life, and ALWAYS being disappointed. Constantly hiring a never ending parade of very hot nude male models kept Mary fully stocked of "bad boys" to choose from of which foolishly she had fallen for her latest model .
Her current model/boyfriend Andrew was typical of her all of her relationships. Painfully handsome and extremely well endowed, he was also always perpetually unemployed and constantly unfaithful. Knowing he was a hottie he certainly acted upon it as women were constantly throwing themselves at him, with his oversized package, rippled and sculpted physique and perfect six foot four height. Perpetual dog that he was, despite being very attracted to the equally hot Mary, he was doing what he had been doing his whole life which was juggling several women in the air at once. Despite being extremely sexually attracted to Mary, and loving the added benefit of her constantly giving him money, Andrew's balls always called the shots in the end and he was again dipping his never sated dick into as many willing pussies as his big brown eyes could sweet talk himself into.
Things were about to change however as Mary had recently been contacted by a sorority house at a very prestigious and expensive college for an unusual one of a kind commission. Normally she would never have taken a job from some goofy college girls but, the fact that this was actually her own sorority, and the college in question was for only the SUPER rich, she decided to consider the odd request for a private commission. When the price was discussed, her mouth dropped open as this was extreme even for HER norms. The kicker was the sorority would pay at $100 thousand dollars for starting the piece and another 100 after completion but only if COMPLETE discretion was used and the sculpture was carved to their exact specifications. Mary it turned out had quite a fan from one of the more wealthy alumni from this sorority and this commission was to be a present to house. Two hundred thousand dollars, despite being wealthy already, was more than enough motivation to cause her to eagerly accept the job.
Mary grinned in amusement as the very nervous and obviously extremely embarrassed young college girl squirmed in the chair in her studio office. As President of the sorority she was elected to be the one to describe the piece and she was blushing twenty shades of red as she talked, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Finally she tortuously described the work and it was to be of a nude male, fully erect and as life-like as possible. Her face got even more red as she went into a considerable level of detail about the male member to be on the statue, and was quite adamant about the dimensions.
When Mary asked where the work was to be displayed, the sorority president shifted even more nervously in her seat.
"Well, you see, this work is not for public display, but is really intended for our initiation ceremonies. It is embarrassing, but this tradition goes back over a hundred years, and, well let's just say we wore the old statue out."
Mary grinned an evil smile, but nodded that she understood having remembered her own embarrassing initiation ceremony in front of a similar statue. The girl was relieved at Mary's words and even more relieved when she announced that in honor of her sisters, she had the perfect model in mind, her own boyfriend Andrew who she assured would meet all of their most stringent qualifications. Reveling in the jealous look on the nubile young rich girl's face, she showed her to the door and went back to her office.
She and Andrew had been having a lot of relationship problems recently, and although she was pissed at his constant demands for money and his haphazard routine of showing up for any activity but sex, she did relish sculpting his fine form again and hoped that this would put some spark back into their lives. Mary, despite being an otherwise intelligent woman was purely hopeless around Andrew and guys like him, and she often let her nether regions do the thinking for her. Desperate to get his full attention back on her, she hoped that having him model again would do just the trick. He would be fully at her disposal doing the job, and maybe they could finally "talk". Calling him up on the phone, she told him about the job and the considerable fee he would earn and he was thrilled and said he would meet her the next afternoon to get started. Part of her wondered where he was that night, but she knew better than to ask as she would get the "you are smothering me" speech again.
On the way to her studio to meet Andrew for the modeling session the next day, Mary was early and having some time to kill stopped briefly in a new age shop. She prided herself on having an open mind on most things, and with her troubled relationship with her boyfriend, she thought that maybe a special love charm could keep him faithful. It was pitiful and clingy she knew, but she was at the end of her tether.
Walking into the store she was almost overcome by the incense and patchouli and part of her kicked herself for having sunk THIS low, but she went in anyway. Embarrassed, she finally asked the clerk, all dressed in black and wearing various charms on her necklace, what she should try to win over her man.
"Oh honey, I have just the ticket!" the little granola/goth girl answered as she pulled out a small green stone. "As you are obviously a woman of means (Mary was dressed to the nines as always) no doubt you can afford this. It is called the Medusa Rune and it is very powerful but guaranteed to keep your man in check".
Grinning politely and intrigued, Mary asked how it worked and the girl explained.
"This charm, when carried on your person will definitely freeze your man to your will, GUARANTEED or double your money back.
It really was not an explanation, and fifty bucks seemed a bit high, but what the hell Mary thought. Chuckling, she paid the clerk and placed the rune in her pocket and continued on to her appointment with Andrew.
As she entered her studio to wait for her boyfriend she thought about the rune and wondered what on earth it was supposed to do as a million questions ran through her mind.
"I wonder if this would actually work? What does FREEZE your man to your will mean anyway? Well, for as long as I am around him, I will always carry it, as who knows, nothing ventured nothing gained." She thought as the door to her studio finally opened at seven pm.
