The Rubber Queen smiled as she read the notice. Mrs. Lane-Kent had indeed taken her up on her offer to interview her employees in private and without any interference from Gumbi Group members. From the note it was clear that Lois was talking to one of her Pretorian Guard who worked on the upper levels… The Rubber Queen kissed her rubber maid before the woman went to her knees between the queens’ legs.
*
“Thank you Mrs. Castle,” Lois said.
“Please call me Maria,” the Gumbi Security Guard smiled as she waved Lois in, “Frank is at work, and Lisa is in the living room.”
Lois made mental notes as the woman showed her around the apartment, the subject was about thirty, a former Captain in the United States Marine Corps who had been discharged for “Family Separation.” Her husband had also been a Marine who had been discharged after a road side bomb took off his leg. There were photos of them in uniform, family photos, medals and certificates, and a mess of toys belonging to the three-year-old daughter. It was almost Norman Rockwell really. Lois went over the background information to confirm it with Maria. Worked for the last year and a half at Gumbi Group as a security guard, she worked in the Metropolis Headquarters but would do temporary transfers to other offices as need arose, the most recent was a stint in New York City after a Mob Cartel tried to shake down one of the Gumbi Groups shipping facilities.
“What did you do?” Lois asked, knowing how strict New York City was about firearms and such.
“We were given three cell phones and there were ground lines at every door,” Maria shrugged, “Any incident was to be handled by calling the cops and recording the entire event and turning the video over to the DA.”
“How did it end?” Lois asked.
“They turned on each other,” Maria smiled, “It seems that one of the DA’s convinced them that the cops kept busting them because they had a snitch in their crew.”
“What about your working conditions here in Metropolis?” Lois asked.
“Well I am one of the Penthouse Level Guards. I go in a half an hour before first watch, get dressed, stand a three-hour watch,” Maria shrugged, “I get a three-hour break, I normally have lunch, then I go back on for another three hours, and have a half hour to debrief and get changed. I do that three days a week.”
Lois went over the hours in her head. Then Maria realized the other ten hours in the fourty hour work week.
“I get an hour of gym time each day of the week,” Maria said, “Paid as work hours. Then I go in an extra day four about three hours for paper work or training and what nots.”
“And the Uniforms?” Lois asked while trying to not get the little girls attention.
“I get a bonus for wearing it around the boss,” Maria smiled, “Not that it is a burden to me. What do you think we were wearing the night Frank and I ‘talked about having’ her? I was an enthusiast before I met Frank. I introduced Frank.”
Maria pointed at a painting hanging on the wall, it was a black canvas with a gold capital R and two vertical red lines.
“One of my community friends gave that to us as a wedding present along with some ‘super hero costumes’. At first Frank like most guys liked to see me dress up for him but wouldn’t dress up, after a bit I got him to dress up too and we have since we have fun together. Although since we had our little angel, we have less chances to play ‘superhero’ together,” Maria was making air quotes around the term superhero.
“Superhero,” Lois was slightly disturbed by the idea.
“I have a Wonder Woman suit and Frank wears a Superman suit,” Maria smiled.
“Hello Miss Lady,” the girl came up.
“Hi,” Lois smiled at the three year old.
“Sweetie,” Maria scooped up her daughter, “This is Mrs. Lane from the news-paper, she is asking about mommy’s work.”
“Mommy protects the Farty Pants lady from bad people!” the girl exclaimed with glee.
“Ah,” Lois was unsure how to take that response.
“Mommy’s boss is a nice lady,” the girl giggled, “But she sounds like daddy in the bathroom when she walks around in her shiny pants.”
“You met your mom’s boss?” Lois asked.
“There was a picnic,” Lisa beamed, “I got to meet all of mom’s friends from work and their kids. The boss lady gave each of us some candy!”
“That is the secret of why Gumbi Group employees are so happy working there,” Maria smiled, “They get taken care of and treated as people and not cogs. Than bosses take care of us and our families.”
“Well,” Lois smiled as she turned off her recorder, “Thank you for your time, I will call if I have more questions.”
Maria carried her daughter as she showed Lois out. Both Castle girls waved and said good bye to the reporter.
*
Once Maria closed the door to her apartment, both of them changed. Maria’s outfit went from jeans and a shirt to a black latex with red, white and blue Wonder Woman catsuit and Lisa went from a pink dress to a pink and purple latex cheetah catsuit.
“She is nice,” Lisa smiled, “Is The Queen going to turn her into a kitty gimp?”
“Maybe,” Maria smiled at her daughter, “Lets go check on daddy.”
“OK!”
Maria carried her daughter with her into the back bed room and turned on the lights. Frank was laying in the rubber sleep sack wearing a gas mask and strapped down to the bed. Maria put her daughter down and went to her husband. Placing a hand on the zippered crotch, Maria knew Frank was ready.
“Lisa honey,” Maria called, “Go watch your My Little Pony, mommy and daddy need to have a talk about getting you a little brother or sister.”
“OK!” Lisa scurried off and closed the sound proof door behind her.
“Ready for Wonder Mommy super bitch?” Maria grabbed a riding crop.
*
It was Friday Afternoon and The Rubber Queen was holding Court. The various officers of her companies were all gathered in their latex suits. Colleen was standing next to her in a pink latex military themed catsuit and heeled knee boots. The receptionist came up from the ground floor as she walked across the hall of the court her cloths changed from a cotton turtle neck and ankle skirt to a pink latex catsuit with wrist and ankle cuffs and a thick black collar with a single stud on either side of the center ring.
“YOUR MAJESTY,” the woman bowed before the Queen, “The Daily Planet released the Weekend Edition with the article Mrs. Lane-Kent did on you.”
Colleen went forward and retrieved the paper for their goddess.
“As much as it all seems a fairy tale for working conditions, these conditions are not typical to all employees. Most work normal nine to five jobs at regular salaries. The Rubber Queen, Formerly Mary Watson, has in fact spent a lot of time learning manipulative psychology in order to get the best out of her company’s employees,” The Rubber Queen read the passage aloud for the court, “If only she knew the full extent or could tell the truth, eh?”
The Court responded with dark laughter.
“Little Miss Lisa,” The Rubber Queen turned to the security officer’s daughter, “Please bring me our visiting gimp.”
The girl curtsied and pulled on the leash. The black clad form crawled along behind the little girl in her pink rubber dress and catsuit.
“Soon we shall enthrall all of the Justice League and the villains they fight and then no one will stand in the way of my rule as the uniter and peacemaker for all of earth!” The Rubber Queen pronounced, “All humanity shall be linked by our Klyntar symbionts and serve me as their fetish empress and latex goddess!”
“All hail The Rubber Queen!” the cheer went out.
“If only they knew how easily so many of their friends and family have already joined our ranks in some cases rather willingly,” The Rubber Queen reached over and petted the gimp on the floor, “Like this creature here, it surrendered to us and requested that I enslave it. After I was done it had no idea what had happened and never remembers its service when the Symbiote recedes allowing it to return to it’s normal functions!”
The living latex gimp suit pealed back revealing the face of the mindless gimp ….