Heinrich Himmler, Reichsfuhrer of Hitler's SS, had been subjected to a series of increasingly violent tirades from his Fuhrer regarding the American Secret weapon, the Amazon Princess who wore the Girdle of Hera and had thwarted all too many Nazi schemes. The SS Chief feared that if he couldn't remedy the situation, and quickly, he might well find himself a prisoner in one of his own Concentration Camps. But how? That winsomely alluring figure in the gaily decorated uniform became a menacing specter of terror in the Reichsfuhrer's nightmares.

Himmler, a covert devotee of the occult, often used SS funds to sponsor research projects that to his corrupted mind would prove valuable to the Reich. One such project turned up what seemed to be the answer to the Reichsfuhrer's twisted prayers. It was the Black Girdle of Frea, an artifact that, according to legend, would so empower any female of Teutonic descent as to make her a super woman.

It was said Frea, jealous of Hera's own golden Girdle, seductively induced a smith of the Dark Dwarfs to fashion the Girdle in exchange for certain unspecified favors. When Odin discovered the intrigue, he killed the hapless Dwarf and cast the girdle into the world of men, where it lay hidden for eons, until uncovered by the pseudo archeologists of the SS.

Tests indicated that, amazingly enough, the legends about the Girdle's powers were true. The SS Chief chose one of the most brutal women serving in the SS to wear the Evil Girdle. Lisel Gluck was a former female wrestler and bouncer in a tough lesbian bar in Hamburg before the advent of the Third Reich. She was familiar with the United States and fluent in English as a result of a stint in prohibition era Chicago, working for the notorious Alphonse Capone as chief enforcer for his many houses of prostitution. Apparently, the scar faced mobster had great confidence in the short, stocky, brutal German woman.  Some mob informants reported that Gluck was the sole female member of the execution squad that carried out the infamous Saint Valentine's Day massacre.

Given special training for her mission, and arrayed in a costume that appeared to be a Nazi parody of that worn by her intended foe, Lisel donned the Nazi Girdle of Power.

Christened "Uberfrau" at the suggestion of Nazi Propaganda Chief Goebbels, Lisel was given the honor of a final briefing interview with the Reichsfuhrer himself.

Smuggled into the United States by way of one of Admiral Doenitz' U-boats, the crafty Gluck woman let it be known to American Military Intelligence she had valuable information that she would share with only one person, the woman who was to be her target.

Alerted to the offer through her mysterious connection with Lt. Prince of Military Intelligence, America's most admired superheroine flew to the secret rendezvous at a deserted farm far from the Nation's Capital.

Walking through the fast-clearing, early morning mist that enshrouded the designated meeting place, the superheroine's keen eyes spotted a cloaked figure in a corner of the field.

As the Amazon Princess drew nearer, the sinister figure wheeled around  throwing aside the long cloak, to reveal the latest Nazi 'super weapon', Uberfrau!

The gorgeous champion of the Free World was unimpressed by the sight of Uberfrau. In fact she could not repress a slight giggle. After all, during the course of the War years, she had already easily disposed of a long line of  'unconquerable' would be Nazi champions.

Uberfrau arrogantly boasted of her powers, but the self-assured, confident Amazon Warrior only smiled disdainfully at the boasts.

"Another poor deluded creature, those fiends are prepared to sacrifice! The Black Girdle of Frea? What nonsense! What will those sick Nazi minds come up with next? Why can't this unfortunate creature see she has no chance, against an Amazon wearing Hera's Girdle? Well, she'll learn!" The compassionate superheroine wondered, feeling a little sorry for another Nazi dupe, she would, no doubt, have to bodily teach the error of her ways.

Infuriated by her foe's undisguised, amused complacency, Uberfrau flung herself at the Amazon.

Princess Diana had dealt with too many Nazi foes to be taken off guard by the sudden, sneak attack. With a subtle twist of her tall, shapely body, she adroitly flung the enraged Uberfrau to the ground.

Flat on her back, Uberfrau proved a sly, dangerous antagonist; she kicked upward with tremendous power, the toe of her boot knifing into the Amazon's fulsome right breast with smarting pain. Diana realized that this time, at least, the Nazi High Command had chosen a skilled combatant to oppose her.

Though the Nazi struck viciously from the ground, the Amazon Princess was above such tactics, and chivalrously allowed her foe to get up before she responded to the attack.

The gallant Amazon warrior, though trained in all forms of unarmed combat since infancy, was also steeped in the merciful compassion of the Goddess, and was always reluctant to hit a foe in anger, particularly in the face. This occasion demanded she be ruthless, however, if only to quickly end this comedy, before her assailant was seriously injured. As soon as the Nazi was on her feet, Diana swung her fists with all her strength. In succession, both of her punches connected with her foe's jaw with resounding cracks.

Yet, even after struck resoundingly by the Amazon's two mightiest blows, the iron jawed Nazi, fortified by Frea's evil girdle shook off the blows with a sneering insult. Seeing the total futility of her blows, Diana couldn't hide the look of amazement, nearly dismay, from her beautiful face.

"Guess I was a little too overconfident!" The astounded Amazon mused, as Uberfrau taunted her.

Indeed, perhaps this time the Gallant Amazon's serene confidence was misplaced! Was she in for more rude surprises?

As the Amazon hesitated in amazement, Uberfrau struck. In the back alleys of Hamburg, Lisel Gluck had beaten more than one rival to death with her stony fists. Now, with the dark power of the evil Teutonic Girdle at her disposal, she attacked her gallant Amazon adversary with a feral savagery rarely encountered on the balmy Isle of the Amazons.

The very first punch staggered Diana, as no other blow had in her life, and Uberfrau quickly followed up the advantage, plowing a barrage of rocky fists into her foe's face and body, before the beautiful Amazon could recover from the first.

A deadly left uppercut knocked the Amazon Princess to her knees, her Tiara flying from her head, at the force of the punch.

Diana looked up apprehensively; those deadly Nazi fists had struck all traces of complacency from her gorgeous features, now.

Perhaps predictably, Uberfrau didn't share the Amazon's gallantry, and before the kneeling heroine could rise, she was bludgeoned by a booted foot in the face, that snapped her head backward, nearly breaking her slender neck.

A split second later, another kick, equally painful, exploded in Diana's back.

Stricken by the two kicks, the Amazon was unable to fend Uberfrau off, as the Nazi stepped in close and rammed her hard knee into Diana's jaw, with all the force of her extremely muscular leg.

The knee to her jaw came close to knocking Diana out, and she fell forward, crouching on the ground, too dizzy to rise. Uberfrau was just warming up, though. Ruthlessly beating up beautiful woman was her favorite sport, one she could never get enough of, and the sadistic bully had never had the chance to brutalize a woman so breathtakingly stunning as the glamorous Amazon Princess.

Uberfrau roughly hauled the reeling Amazon warrior to her feet. Diana found the Nazi too powerful to resist. She squealed at the painful manhandling, wondering uneasily how any foe could be so seemingly invulnerable. She'd never feared any enemy before, but she was beginning to find this ruthless Nazi just a little scary.

As soon as her dazed foe was on her feet, Uberfrau immediately and viciously attacked her, again. Diana was still reeling, her body aching as it never had before, and she was even more vulnerable to this renewed attack than to the last. She was helpless to retaliate or even mount any effective defense against the Nazi's ferocity.

Another kick to the jaw almost felled the Amazon, a second time.

Before Diana collapsed, Uberfrau, grabbed her groggy foe by her long, raven hair, and carefully positioning her face, smashed her fist into the plucky Amazon's smoothly rounded chin. The punch lifted Diana's sizable, excitingly rounded body up on her toes.

Was this to be the end for the gallant Amazon? Could she recover from the terrible Nazi drubbing she'd taken so far?