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Part One
Jonathan Grayson was a master thief, one of the best in the world. But tonight he was attempting the most dangerous, most challenging job of his life. The thief moved very slowly and deliberately along the streets of Olympus, looking for the location he had finally pinned down. Whenever anyone came near, he froze. The stealth suit he was wearing made him practically invisible back on Earth, but here the gods and goddesses had senses that were far beyond the abilities of mere mortals. He could only keep very still and hope that they would fail to notice something as insignificant as a mortal or feel he was not worth dealing with. There was a chance that a god would see him and decide to crush him like a bug. Which is what he was here. Dieties walked, and sometimes flew, past the thief and ignored him. He had chosen to take this risk because he knew what he wanted more than anything was here in Olympus, and the challenge of stealing from a god intrigued him. He finally reached the domicile he was looking for and entered. Night had fallen, and he proceeded with the most dangerous part of his mission. Outside, he could count on the beings of this realm ignoring him. But if he was caught inside a residence, they would be more interested in punishing a mortal for being where no mortal had a right to be.
He entered the house and waited in the back. It got deeper into the night, and he finally moved on with his plan. Jonathan went through the house until he found the god who lived there, asleep in his bed. Even dieties had to sleep. Or maybe they didn't have to, but did so just for their pleasure. At any rate, it was the one instant when the being was vulnerable. The thief ignored the slumbering figure, and looked around the room. He finally saw them! After years of researching what he wanted, they were there, just a few feet from his reach! He stopped, and calmed his mind. This was no time to get reckless and screw it up. The small winged god snorted, and rolled over in his sleep. But he did not awaken. The thief realised that the slightest mistake on his part might waken the figure and then his life would be over. But the deity slept on. The thief carefully moved over to the cabinet and reached for what he wanted. His hands shook slightly as he finally got ahold of what he had wanted for so long. He lifted them up and slowly, carefully backed out of the room and left the house. Outside, he pulled from his backpack the experimental dimensional teleportation device he had stolen from Lex-Corp and entered the co-ordinates for Earth. He activated the unit and shimmered. His figure faded and was gone.
Back on Earth, he materialized in the kitchen of his apartment. He placed his prizes on the counter, opened his fridge and pulled out a cold beer. He popped the top and took a long swig, then turned to stare at what he'd stolen. After years of research, after finally deciding they actually existed, he had devoted years to tracking down where he might find them and figuring how he might get his hands on what he wanted so badly. And now that he had them, he could make use of them.
Months later, he had cancelled the lease on his apartment and used the profits of years of second story work to buy a luxury three story condo complex in Summerlein. He spent his days at leisure, enjoying the company of his companions. Twenty Las Vegas showgirls lived with him, and at least half were always sitting nude around the pool, working on their tans. All he had to do was wiggle a finger and one of the girls would climb on the lounge chair with him and do whatever he asked to satisfy his sexual interests. Every one of the girls was madly, passionately in love with him and called him the Master. It was an exquisite life, everything he had ever hoped for. But some men can never be satisfied, no matter how perfect their life. The thief thought about what he had and wondered if he should try for something more. But what more could he ask for? He would have to think about that. That evening, Elizabeth and Ronnie were in bed with him, and after he made love to each of them they were rubbing themselves seductively over his body to further arouse him. Even with the souped-up experimental Viagra compound he had stolen from a laboratory in Prague, he still needed time to keep up with the girls. While he recouped, he realised that Halloween was coming in a few days and asked the girls if they would like to have a party. They squealed and nodded their heads. "Oh Master, would you let us dress up? We could exhibit ourselves in exotic sexy costumes for you!" He thought that would be interesting, and agreed.
When Halloween arrived, his girls were trying their hardest to be sexy and seductive in their costumes for him. There were a few in harem outfits that covered little and revealed a lot. Fawn and Sandy wore French maid's outfits cut very low and mostly transparent. Hannah was a nurse, Polly was a cop and Geena was a buccaneer. There were five in bunny outfits, including Donna and Simone who were wearing even more cut down versions of the bunny outfits they wore when working at the Playboy Club at the Palms. Thalia was a greek goddess in a brief toga that covered one of her breasts and none of her ass. The Master was enjoying the party and thanked Elizabeth and Ronnie for their excellent suggestion. But he was stunned when he saw Angelique walk into the room. The tall, red-haired beauty had a semi-transparent black outfit covering her entire body, with a yellow bat symbol on the chest. Her head was covered partly by a cowl and she was a voluptous, erotic version of the Gotham City heroine. During the rest of the party, Angelique was on his arm constantly. He could not avoid running his hands over her body. He spent parts of the party in bed with two or three girls at a time, but Angelique was always one of them. When he first laid down with her, she reached to her chest and ripped at the front of her outfit, baring her breasts. As he bent down to lick and suck at her gorgeous tits, she then grabbed at her crotch and ripped open the gauzy covering to her lower lips. She begged him to fuck her and he did not disappoint her. The next day he thought over what had happened and realised what he now wanted.
Part Two
Selina Kyle made her way towards the Gresham Company warehouse. Whoever beat her to the Anderson necklace was going to get a taste of her whip. How dare another thief steal a necklace with a string of cat's-eye gemstones! It was... rude! Ever since Jamison Butane had purchased it for his wife, the Gotham media had speculated that the man was a fool to bring to Gotham City a piece of jewelry that was certain to attract the attention of Catwoman. It was like wearing a red flag while dancing in front of a bull. But Butane had insisted that his security was top notch and that no crazed female felone would be able to get her hands on the necklace. That comment had infuriated Catwoman so that nothing would stop her from getting her hands on that necklace! But she had been extra careful, she didn't want the events around her to cause her to get sloppy. She had carefully researched this fancy new security system and finally knew exactly where the Anderson necklace was kept and how to get past the alarms. So a night last week she had broken in and gotten the safe open without anyone being the wiser. She opened the plush leather case and found... a note. "It's a beautiful necklace. I'm sure my girlfriend will love it. The Master." She put that note back and got away clean. Somebody had beaten her to the prize. She was not happy coming in second. She then spent her time tracing down any inkling the underworld had about a thief called the Master. She finally found a dark-haired, bearded guy in a bar who agreed to tell her where to find this "Master" for a small payment. She gave him the cash, and he told her the guy had been looking for a driver for a caper, but he had told the Master he couldn't do it that night. But he knew the thief was going into the Gresham Company warehouse at 2AM to get something. That was enough information for Selina to get her hands on this interloper. She'd teach him to steal anything cat-related in Gotham!
The purple clad beauty swung up to the alarm box and clipped a few wires to foll the alarm circuits inside, then dropped to a window and eased it open. She went inside and carefully moved about, looking for her target. But the lights snapped on and a young red-haired woman in black tights stood between Selina and the open window. "So, Catwoman, it was you who took the Anderson necklace! What was the idea of leaving that 'Master' note? Are you trying to throw us off the trail? You usually brag about this kind of caper. I found a fellow who gave me a little information that you were going to be breaking in here tonight, and I thought I would..." Catwoman interrupted Batgirl. Only one man knew that she was coming here tonight, the man who sold her the information... "Wait. Was the man who talked to you dark-haired, bearded, about five foot eleven? Because that's who sent me here. I'm after this guy called the Master, he stole the damn necklace before I could get to it!" Batgirl was puzzled. She would never turn her back on Selina Kyle, but what Catwoman said made sense. Especially since she had described the informant that Barbara had talked to.
Suddenly a door to an adjoining office popped open and something shot out. The arrow went straight into Catwoman's leg and she groaned and reached down to pull it out as she dropped to the floor. It seemed to be drugged, she could feel a fuzziness going through her mind. And as she reached down for the shaft, she was confused. Where it had hit her, the arrow had vanished, and there was not even a sign of a wound. Had she imagined it? And why did she feel so dizzy? Batgirl had tumbled to her right as soon as she saw Selina get hit. She was behind a desk and had her bat-a-rang ready as she peeked around, watching that door. She could not see if anyone was in the dark room from which the arrow had been fired. In a low voice she hissed, "Selina! Are you alright?" Catwoman fought the sensation running through her mind and tried to answer. "I... I'm not sure. It... it was an arrow. wasn't it? But... I can't find where it hit me. And I feel so weird..." Batgirl thought about this. Drugged arrows? She couldn't think of anybody with a history of that sort of weapon. So she had no clue who she was up against. She snuck around the perimeter of the room and got to the edge of that doorway. She didn't hear anything in there, but he or she might be waiting for her. Suddenly she heard a voice. "Batgirl? Aren't you coming in to get me? I did steal that necklace and you should be trying to arrest me." Batgirl recognized the voice. It was the same fellow who had told her that Catwoman would be here tonight! "I would really like you to come in here, Batgirl. It would be perfect." Yeah, thought Barbara. I go through that door and this guy would put a drug tipped arrow into her, just like he'd used on Selina. No, Batgirl was sure she had to... A noise came from behind her. She spun and saw Catwoman, up and looking shaky. "You weren't knocked out by that arrow? He's in there and I think it's a trap. Do you want to cover this door while I go out and find a window to get him from behind? I assume you were also after this guy and were suckered into this like I was." Catwoman tried to clear her head once again and thought about what she had to do. "Ahh... yes.. that's what happened. I... I have to..." She lunged forward and pushed Batgirl hard. The Gotham Lady Crusader, taken unawares, toppled over and sprawled into the doorway. She tried to roll away at once but the arrow streaked at her and buried its shaft deep into her side. The pain shot through her and she feared the wound was very bad. Why had Selina done that? This was her enemy, too -- why would she help him? The pain in her side suddenly vanished and Batgirl looked down to where she had been hit. The arrow was gone, but it was affecting her somehow. She felt weird sensations in her mind and could not think clearly. A man came out of the darkened room and stood over her. He had a quiver of arrows on his belt and held a small bow in his hand. He held his other hand out for Batgirl, and helped her to her feet. She got up and put her arms around the man, then kissed him passionately on the lips. He let Barbara go and then Catwoman also embraced and kissed him. He reached in his pocket and pulled out the Anderson necklace, giving it to Selina. "A gift for you, my dear. I know you enjoy beautiful things. You may both call me the Master. We shall go to my home, where you will come to live with me and be very happy." The two smiled and told him they would like nothing better. The thief was very pleased. He had succeeded with his heroine trap. Once again he thought back to all the years he had spent studying mythology and the history of the Roman god who had facinated him so. There were times he had wondered if he'd been wasting his time. But now that he had Cupid's bow and quiver, his life had become perfect. The girls in Las Vegas had been amazing, but now he had a new taste in women. Special women.
Part Three
The estate outside of Gotham City was lavish and very secluded. Barbara Gordon and Selina Kyle were happier than they had ever been in their life as they spent their time with the Master. Soon they were joined by other young, beautiful women who were lured to a position where an arrow of Cupid could trap and seduce them. The Huntress, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy each were drawn in by the Master. And they joined his harem with no compunctions on their part. Once hit by one of the arrows, they wanted nothing more out of life than to be with the Master and to make love to him. But the community of costumed heroines was loosely tied together. If anyone dropped out of sight for any period of time, it was noticed. Each of these women knew she was a target, that there were men out there who wanted to possess women, and some who wanted to own famous women. Every day that the Huntress, and especially Batgirl, were out of touch, meant other ladies were questioning what had happened and looking into it. Barbara had quite a number of close friends, women and men. The hunt was on. The Master's ladies knew this and told him about it. But they assured him that if anyone came looking, they would inform the searchers that they were there because they wanted to be. The thief doubted such an argument would convince anyone. They would look at the enchanted women and try to rescue them. This wasn't going to be easy.
One afternoon Harley left the estate to run into Gotham City to do some shopping. The ladies were allowed to do so, there were no restraints on them, they stayed because they were very happy. But Dr. Harleen Quinzell thought about her time spent with the Joker and felt she owed him a final goodbye. At his last hideout, she found him very busy, trying to concoct the perfect plan to destroy the Batman. "Harley! Where the hell have you been! I had to make my own coffee. It was horrible." She wondered exactly how she should break the news to him. "Well, Mr. J... I... I ah... I've fallen in love with a guy and I'm going to be staying with him from now on..." The Joker looked over at her with a stunned expression. "What! Some guys is cutting in on my action? Stealing you away from me. I won't allow it! Who is this rat!" Harley waved her hands back and forth. "It's not that, It's just that you never seemed to be that crazy about me, and this guy really is. I just have to move on, Puddin'. " The Joker's face twisted in rage. "NO! You're my girl and nobody can prance in and romance you!" The Joker swung his arm out and back-handed her hard. Harley flew back and crashed to the floor. Joker screamed. "And for the last stinkin' time, DON'T CALL ME PUDDIN'!" Harley lay there for a minute. Joker growled. "Whoever this guy is, I'm gonna cut his heart out and chop him up and take him to the dog food factory!" She tasted the blood in her mouth. This was not the first time Joker had lost his temper with her, it wasn't the first time the Clown Prince of Crime had lashed out and hurt her. But this time it was different. He had failed to realize two important facts. First, she was no longer was in love with the Joker and would not accept such treatment from him. And second, in her time with him she had learned to be a brutal, homocidal killer, just like him. She slowly got up and now her face was full of rage. She spoke in a low voice. "Mr. J, nobody threatens my lover..." Then Harley Quinn slowly, methodically, and efficiently murdered her ex-boyfriend. When she stood over the body of the famed criminal, she felt a little twinge of regret. Not over killing him, but she knew he would have wanted it to be special. She sighed, and decided she had to get rid of the body. He had mentioned the dog food factory. They'd used that place quite a few times in the past, and it would make sure no one ever know what had happened to him. If he disappeared and people kept wondering what ever happened to the Joker, that would be a nice last gift to him. She owed him that, and more. So she started chopping him up into easier-to-transport pieces, and loaded the cartons of grisly remains into the car parked in back. As she drove across town to the factory, she went by another building devoted to food preparation. She slammed on the brakes suddenly and stared at the sign. It was perfect! She picked up some equipment at a warehouse for the food service industry and went back to the hideout. She ground up the sections of the corpse, reducing even the bones to powder. She took a huge industrial blender and liquified the pulp. She loaded this all into plastic containers and loaded his unidentifiable remains in the car. She drove to the place she'd spotted and entered the building. It was running a second shift, but most of the place was heavily automated and she snuck around the handful of men working there. She went to the production line where the product was concocted and cooked and slowly added the remains of the Joker. The product was done up, and moved through the line where it was flavored, packaged and boxed for shipment to stores. She threw the empty containers she'd used for transport into the fires of the boilers that were used to cook the product. Now there was not a single trace of what had been done. She prepared to leave, and looked at the desserts coming off the line. They were deep chocolate flavored, which would cover up any trace of the grisly additive. She picked up a package of the Del Monte handy snack size Pudding Cups and began to laugh in a maniacal fashion, just the way the Joker used to. She tossed the package back on the production line, and hoped that somewhere, Mr. J. was appreciating the joke. She called out as she left the plant, "So long.... Puddin!"
A few weeks later the group were lounging in the back by the patio when Barbara Gordon wheeled out a cart with lunch. "Here we go, some cold chicken, a pasta salad, chilled wine, and for dessert... pudding cups!" Harleen's head snapped up, and her face was very white. Which was unusual since she wasn't wearing the Harley Quinn makeup. Babs handed her a glass of wine, and asked. "You want pudding, Harley? We have vanilla and chocolate." Harley managed to answer despite the huge lump stuck in her throat. "Ah... vanilla, Oh, it's gotta be vanilla."
Shayera Hol came to the estate looking for her friends and Jonathan tried to shoot her with the bow. Six times the arrows missed, she was just too fast. He wasn't worried about running out of arrows. He had after he first used the weapon, but then he had found that the quiver always magically refilled. Then Hawkgirl swooped down and smashed into him, knocking him down. The bow flew to the side and she came up to him and grabbed the fabric of his shirt at the shoulder. Hawkgirl pulled him up and shouted. "What did you do to Batgirl!" The thief brought up the arm from his side with an arrow clutched tight. He stabbed the Thanagarian in the side and she released him and staggered back. The magic went through her mind and she stood there, shaking. Then she opened her eyes and stared at her Master. He was still on the ground, looking up at her. She reached an arm over and pulled the top of her costume away, shredding it and exposing her breasts. Her other hand pulled at her shorts and they were also ripped asunder. The nude Winged Warrior raised her head and gave off a shrieking cry. Then she dropped to a knee in front of him. Her hands raked at his clothes, and her nails, like claws, ripped away his clothing. She locked her lips over his and reached a hand down to stroke and massage his cock. The Master felt his dick grow stiff and erect, and she pulled herself down, guiding the cock into her moist, throbbing vagina. She brought her legs around him and locked a grip onto the Master's body, pulling the penis deep into her. Then she wrapped her arms around him as her wings began to beat, pulling the interlocked bodies up into the sky. Her legs would loosen, and the man would slid down a little, only to have her limbs tense up and pull him into her once again. His dick was being pumped in and out through her actions, and the sensation of flight added a further feeling of excitement to the act of weird, alien love. The Master felt his passion peak and his seed burst into the woman's loins. As he did so, she shuddered from head to toe and had a massive orgasm. Her legs and arms still held him, but her body relaxed. The wings were still, and the pair suddenly began to fall, faster and faster. She seemed to have no thoughts about what was happening, and he imagined this was the most unusual way to die. But before they reached the ground, she came to and their fall eased off to a slow descent. She pulled to a gentle landing on the estate. She smiled into his eyes and kissed him again, and then spoke. "Lover, I haven't had a sky bonding since I left Thanagar. I didn't realise how much I missed it. How soon can we do that again?" He felt his cock starting to grow stiff again, and reached down to slide it back into his newest love's sheath. They both were smiling as she soared back into the sky.
Soon after that, Black Canary came to the estate and joined the ladies after an arrow caught her. And a week later, a young woman appeared in the sky and landed near the house. One of the more famous heroines that fought for justice, the blond used her x-ray vision to scan the area. She saw Barbara, Selina and Shayera in a hot tub in the back yard. Kara gasped as she saw they were all naked. In a garden behind the hot tub, Poison Ivy was tending the plants and Harley Quinn was helping her. Helena Bertinelli and Dinah Lance were inside the house, in bed with a man who must be the one behind all this. She was horrified by how willing the pair in bed were to co-operate with and satisfy the man. What hold did he have on them? She saw that none of them were restrained in any way she could detect, but they didn't seem to have any interest in escape. What had he done to her friends? Well, now it was going to stop! Supergirl flew up and prepared to enter the bedroom. She stood at the open doors to the balcony and spoke. "OK buddy, I don't know what you have been doing, but this sexual slavery is over. You may as well give up and save yourself a lot of rough treatment." The Master looked over and smiled. "Well, I had really hoped you would find your way here before I was forced to go looking for you. I really wanted to ask you to join our little family." He reached next to the bed and pulled up the bow and an arrow. He shot it at Kara, but she dodged it easily. Was he mad, trying to attack her with something that primitive? He notched another shaft in the bow, but Supergirl moved quicky at the man, ready to snatch him before he could even get the arrow off. But as she reached for him, Dinah and Helena grabbed at Kara, pleading that she must not harm their master. Kara didn't want to hurt the victims, so she tried to push them aside carefully, despite their struggles. This distraction was just enough of a chance for Jonathan to fire another shaft. Supergirl saw this, but her overconfidence delayed her reaction. She wasn't worried about this, because her uniform was inpenetrable, and she was invulnerable. It couldn't possibly harm her. But she had a weakness, a susceptibility to magic that cost her dearly here. She felt the arrow strike, and it went deep into her belly. Pain, which she hardly ever felt, shot through her body and stunned her. She crumpled to the floor, and struggled to bring her hands up to pull the arrow out of her. But her hands came up and found nothing sticking in her stomach, no sign of any wound. Like the victims before her, Kara's mind clouded with the overwhelming effects of the enchanted shaft. Confusion washed over her thoughts and only gradually cleared. And then her mind was sure of one thing. She loved this man and would do anything for him. "Master, I am so happy to be here!" He reached over to her and kissed her, then she asked if she could take off her clothes and join the girls in bed. He gave her permission, then went to a dresser drawer and pulled out a small lead box. In it were rows of capsules that the thief had pilfered from Star Labs just to be ready for this day. The capsules held a very faint trace of kryptonite in a form that would weaken Supergirl slightly without harming her. The Master gave Kara one of the pills and she smiled and swallowed it. Her body tingled a little as the capsule dissolved, but it wasn't painful. She squeezed her hands and realised her strength had been reduced greatly, to the point where she was only as strong as a normal human. Jonathan got into bed with her, and used his hands to arouse and tease her body, and watched her become excited. Her cunt moistened and she panted with anticipation. He felt inside her and found she was still a virgin. He came up and entered her gently, broke her maidenhead and felt her shudder at the occasion. She did not complain, as she was anxious to go further and to make love with the man who had captured her heart. The pair spent the afternoon together and she climaxed several times, feeling the waves of pleasure roll through her body. Finally he felt her getting stronger and stronger as the pill wore off, and told her it had been enough for one day. She smiled and thanked him for making her a woman.
Part Four
The group continued to live a wonderful life of great joy and incredible sex. He had several of the ladies each day, and they were all asking him for more. Shayera was happiest when she had the Master in her arms, making love high in the sky. He also felt it was the most amazing way to fuck, but he realised that if Hawkgirl ever let him go up there, he would fall to his death. But as men had mused in the past, what a way to go! Pamela Isley (Poison Ivy) always wanted to make love while rolling out in the grass by the garden. Dr. Harleen Quinzel (Harley Quinn) was bouncing and acrobatic during sex, and loved to be tickled. And Jonathan found one night she loved to tickle him! The others also had their little quirks. Selina purred and wore nothing but the Anderson necklace while being passionate, and Supergirl, so strong and amazing, was shy and demure as she made love with him. He tried to get Kara to open up. He asked her to try making love with him the way that Shayera did, while flying high in the sky. Supergirl blushed and stammered that she would be so embarrased to do that - what if they were seen? Finally he talked her into it one cloudy day. He eased his cock into her and she wrapped her arms and legs around him. She took off and soared high into the sky, popping in and out of the layers of clouds. She was not as smooth in her movements as Hawkgirl had been, and Jon hoped she would ease up eventually. But when he peaked his energy and released his seed into Supergirl's cunt, she twitched all over and spasmed her body with a huge orgasm. In her sexual release, she relaxed... and dropped him. He fell like a stone, and lost sight of her in the clouds. For several minutes he tried to keep from screaming, and then the Kryptonian lass swooped down and caught her lover in mid-air. She begged his forgiveness, and flew him back to the estate. He told her everything was fine, and promised her that they would limit their lovemaking to the bed in the future, if she prefered it.
But there were so many periods when all Jonathan could think of was that this happiness could not go on much longer. Things had to be building up in the ourside world that would bring this happy little family crashing down. Superman must be looking for his cousin. What would the hero do when he found out Jonathan was fucking her? That he had taken her virginity? Would that release anger that would make the Kryptonian hero do things he'd never done before? And there was Batman. The Dark Knight was most assuredly looking for the young lady who modeled her life after his. If anyone could track down the missing heroines, Batman would certainly accomplish the task. What would he do to a man who was enjoying the bodies of Batgirl and the Gotham ladies of crime who Batman had such interest in? And then there was Wonder Woman... The Amazon Princess was certainly on the trail of her missing friends. Kara and Barbara had talked about how they were the closest friends of the Warrior Maiden. She would very incensed when she saw what he was doing, and he doubted he would be able to stop her, even with Cupid's bow. All these thoughts and worries ran through Jonathan's mind, but but he did have a means to get relief from his concern. If his face began to reveal any of his worries, he soon had one or more of his ladies getting close to him and seducing him into bed. And their antics there left him little time to fret about what might happen.
It took a couple of weeks, but one of the encounters Jonathan was so worried about came to pass. It was a nice, sunny afternoon and everyone was relaxing out in back of the house. On the patio, Jonathan lay on a wide chaise lounge with an arm around Batgirl, who was snuggled up at his side. His other hand rested on Barbara's breast, tickling it lightly. Black Canary, Supergirl, Poison Ivy and Hawkgirl were sitting around the pool and relaxing. Harley Quinn and Huntress were swimming in the pool while Catwoman was getting a little exercise and keeping limber by climbing a tree near the patio, leaping from limb to limb. All of them suddenly looked to the lawn where Wonder Woman landed as she dropped from the sky. "Whoever you are, get your hands off Batgirl!" Wonder Woman shouted. She was not happy at what she was seeing. Most of the ladies were relaxing topless in shorts or panties, only Supergirl wore a t-shirt. The pair in the pool, Catwoman and Hawkgirl were naked. Jonathan sighed, and reached down next to the lounge, picking up Cupid's bow. Diana recognized it at once. "So, you somehow got ahold of the weapon of Eros? That would explain how you enslaved these poor women. You are a wretched man!" Her face showed the extreme anger she felt. The thief fired an arrow at her, but she easily deflected it away with her bracelet. He fired again, four times, as fast as he could, to no avail. "Are you a sex fiend and an idiot? Do you think you can hit me with that bow when I have deflected machine gun fire with my bracelets? Give up, you fool. You are going to prison and my lasso will free these ladies from your enchantment." He cocked and drew back another arrow. "You're right, Amazon, There is no way I can get you. Unless I planned ahead and prepared something in case you arrived..." Diana tensed as she heard this. He had trapped many of her friends, and she must not allow overconfidence to allow her to fall into a heroine trap. She watched him carefully. But she was surprised as a pair of powerful arms grabbed her from behind and pulled her arms back. Wonder Woman tried to fight it, but the strength of the person holding her was intense. Diana turned her head to see that it was Kara, one of her best friends, who had come around behind her and grabbed her. Wonder Woman pulled her arms and twisted. With her belt of strength, the Amazon Princess was as strong as Kara, and she pulled free. But it took an instant to do this, a small measure of time when her attention was drawn away from the Master. He let the arrow fly, and it hit Diana in her left shoulder. The Amazon gasped in pain and dropped to her knees. She brought her right hand over to pull the shaft out of her body, but as she closed her hand over it, the arrow and the wound disappeared. She felt the magic coursing through her mind, and she had no chance to resist it. She looked over at the man who had conquered her and spoke. "Master, I am your woman now. Take me, please and show me your love and affection." She stood up and walked over to him, and as she did so she pulled her bustier and belt off and dropped them to the ground. She stopped in front of him and bent down to remove her star spangled blue shorts and white panties. He looked at her, stunned by the grace and beauty of the wonderous nude woman in front of him, and waved her to the lounge. Barbara got up and Diana lay down. Jonathan lay on top of the Amazon and ran his hands over her body to excite her. She became aroused quickly, anxious for sex. He ran his cock into her and she arched her back to push her crotch up to meet him. He pumped his dick in and out of her cunt as she moaned and squealed in delight. He held back as long as he could, then he finally came in her as he plunged himself deep. She responded by tensing her body from head to toes and shuddering with a deep, wonderous orgasm. After a moment, she opened her eyes, wrapped her arms around him and kissed him long and hard. It was after a short pause that he made love to her again, and she enjoyed every touch, every sensation, with a pleasure she had never thought could be achieved.
Later that evening, Jonathan had sex with Dinah and Selina while Kara and Barbara sat in the living room with Diana. Barbara told her how happy they were that she had joined the group. "It's amazing, Diana. Every time is just as wonderful and we all love our time here. He has made us totally happy and content to be his lovers. You saw what pleasure sex with him can be, and you will never want to leave here. It is an amazing thing, this happenstance he calls the heroine trap." Kara agreed. "Yes, we are so lucky to have been offered a life as wonderful as this. I was happy to get you to accept his offering. I hope you aren't mad about..." Diana looked over at Kara. "When you grabbed me? Oh, I am very happy you did that. The thought that I might have missed out on this beautiful love-making saddens me. I cannot imagine ever having life in the future without the Master."
A few nights later, Diana and Barbara were in bed with the Master. He made love to the Amazon, then Batgirl, then Diana once again. They lay there, exhausted, the two women cuddled up close on either side of him. He dozed for a few minutes, then suddenly awoke at a sharp pain in his arm. He looked over and saw Diana was holding one of Cupid's arrows, and she had stabbed him with it. The arrow, the wound, and the pain swiftly vanished. He bent over towards her, feeling intense love. He rolled on top of her and had another bout of rough, passionate sex. As he did, Batgirl ran her hands over his back and kissed his neck, murmuring how much she loved him. He reached a peak and came into the pussy of the Amazon Princess. She welcomed his seed with a shudder and an orgasm that excited her all over. He bent down and kissed her lips, then moved down and kissed her breasts. Then he moved over and lay on the bed next to her. The passion that had taken over his mind had been satisfied enough that his thoughts finally went back to what Diana had done. "Why did you stab me?" Diana dropped her eyes slightly and spoke softly. "I... I hope I did not anger you, Master. Barbara told me I should do it." Jonathan turned to his other lover for that evening and asked her, "Why?" The crimson-haired beauty also had a slightly troubled look as she wondered exactly how she was going to reveal the secret she had kept from him. "I told her to do it... because it's the same thing I did. Only when all of the rest of us did it, we were careful to barely nick you. You never woke up and never knew we had drawn blood with Cupid's arrows. Diana is too much of a warrior. She could not help but strike deeper with her attack." He sat up. "You... You all did this? You attacked me while I slept? Why would you do such a thing? I thought you loved me!" Barbara gasped and got on her knees in the bed next to where the Master sat. She bent down and put her face in his lap. She took his penis in her hands and kissed it. "Master, forgive me for being a fool. A week after we first made love, when you arranged for Harley, Huntress and Ivy to join the group, I was afraid you were planning them to replace me in your heart and in your bed. I was afraid you would tell me to leave. I could not stand the thought of such a thing happening, because I loved you so much that I would die in misery without your affections. So I took one of the arrows and pricked you while you slept. I wanted to be sure that you still loved me. The next day you were very passionate with me, and I knew we would always be together. I am sorry I was tempted to do this, but I was so afraid of losing you..." Jonathan was astonished to learn of this. "And you said... the others... did they all...?" Barbara continued to massage his cock with her hands and lick it with her tongue. "Yes, each of us has done this to seal our love with you. Will you punish us for this?" The Master shook his head and smiled. Using the arrows, he had taken all these women in his heroine trap. But they had captured him in the same trap. It was a two-edged sword, it seemed. He had fallen deeply in love with every one of them, and it seemed it was also the work of the arrows. His cock was growing hard again, and he used his hands to push Batgirl down on her back and massage her breasts, She opened her legs wide and he plunged himself into her, pumping himself in and out while his hands teased and pinched her nipples. Again he came, and this time Barbara felt the sweet orgasm run through her.
Part Five
A few weeks later, the Master's greatest fear came to call. It was another nice day, and the group were again enjoying the weather on the patio when the visitors appeared. Six people, members of the Justice League, marched in and confronted the thief. Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, J'onn J'onzz, Green Arrow and Zatanna had finally pinned down the location of their missing friends and were there to rescue the ladies from their imprisonment. Superman stared over at his cousin as she sat in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and he wondered what things this fiend had done to her. Jon Stewart held his green ring ready to strike out at the kidnapper, but he trembled as he saw Shayera sitting there, totally naked, next to the Master, her hands wrapped around the man. Batman's mind tried to hold down his anger at the sight of Barbara Gordon on one of the chairs, topless, and the others - Selina, Harley, and Ivy - sittlng and lounging there seductively. The Dark Knight had faced, fought with and against them, and developed a respect for these women and did not like what the man had most certainly done to them. Oliver Queen felt a sick feeling in his stomach as he looked over and saw Dinah Lance sitting there. He had hinted to her in the past that he loved her and had thought the feeling was mutual. He had thought she was the woman he could be serious with. Was she now in love with this man? J'onn and Zatanna both wanted nothing less than the rescue of their dear friends from the clutches of this torturer. Superman stepped up and spoke. "Jonathan Grayson, you are under arrest for kidnapping, false imprisonment and rape. Multiple counts of each charge. We are here to take you into custody and I advise you to come quietly. We are more than capable of overcoming any resistance you try against us." In his mind, Jonathan agreed. There was no way he could get out of this. His lovely dream life was over.
But then the Martian spoke. "Wait -- I sense that all of these women are total enamoured of their Master. They side with him and will fight us with all their abilities to protect the man. They... they would die to save him!" The women of the group stood up, and their stance and expressions showed that Martian was telling the truth. Supergirl stepped up and stood face-to-face with her cousin. "Kal, he is my lover and I won't let you touch him." Superman put his hand on her shoulder and tried to reason with her. "Kara, you are just in the control of an enchantment, you have to realise that..." Her arm came up and she locked her fingers on her cousin's wrist, pushing him back. He resisted, and the pair began to shudder as two incredibly strong forces opposed each other in that spot. Lantern's ring began to glow, Oliver nocked an arrow in his bow, and Zatanna held up her arms, ready to pronounce a bit of magic. But Batman had tipped his head down in thought, and suddenly turned and began to walk away. "We're leaving. There is nothing here for us to do." Superman spun to face the detective. "What! We have to help these women..." Batman sighed. "You heard J'onn. They are not being held here against their will, they want to be here. If by some miracle we could find a way to take them away, we'd be the kidnappers." Superman stared with his mouth open at the sight of Batman giving up their mission. Then the Kryptonian looked back into the eyes of his only living relative and came to see that Bruce was right. Earth's most famous hero turned and followed his friend. Green Lantern and J'onn J'onnz also gave up and started to leave.
Those four left the area, but Green Arrow put the arrow he had ready back in his quiver. He could not bring himself to turn away, as he kept staring at the lady who he knew was his one true love. "Dinah, I thought we were destined for each other. I loved you so much. I thought you loved me..." Black Canary walked over to Oliver and put her hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I once loved you, but now I love the Master." Jonathan looked over at the pair and felt he had to do something about this. He loved all these women, but didn't feel right about breaking up the two heroes. He reached down next to the lounge where the magic quiver sat and pulled out two arrows. He went and gave an arrow each to Black Canary and Green Arrow. "On the count of three, I want you to each stab the other person with the arrow I gave you." Oliver stared in shock as he heard that. "You can't be serious! I would never do anything to harm Dinah!" Jonathan looked at Ollie and told him. "You have to, it's your only chance to get her back. One. Two. Three." Black Canary took the arrow in her right hand and stabbed it into Green Arrow's shoulder, She held out her left arm in front of her, and Oliver, with hesitation, brought up the arrow of Cupid that he'd been given and lightly stabbed at her. It barely broke her skin and a single drop of blood oozed out where she had been nicked. Then both saw their arrows and wounds vanish as the enchantment came over them. She fell into his arms and they embraced. Then they turned and began to walk to the mansion, to find privacy for the intimacy they both wanted.
One of the visitors still stood watching these events. Zatanna spoke. "You play with people, mister? You have so many women under your thumb that you can afford to throw one back? Do you do this just to demonstrate how much power you have over people? You think the magic you use makes you indefeatable? You are not the only one who can use magic." Wonder Woman moved forward, and stood alongside the Maid of Magic. "Zee, don't try anything. If I hear you try to spout any of your backwards incantations, I'll have my hand over your mouth before you get anything out." The others also tensed and were wary of what Zatanna might be planning. The Master picked up the bow and nocked an arrow. Zatanna was very close, and he wondered if the magic she had could upset things. She spoke. "All of these women are totally devoted to you. Totally in love with you. Totally happy. And so I guess... TOOHS EM!" The Mage got the two words out very quickly before Wonder Woman could react. Diana brought up her left hand and put it against the back of Zatanna's neck while her right hand clamped tight over the mage's mouth. But it was too late. Jonathan was magically forced to draw back the string of Cupid's bow and fire the arrow at Zatanna, who was only a few feet away. In the past, he had fired the shafts only hard enough to break the skin on his targets. He wanted to enchant his target, doing as little harm as possible. He had aimed for extremeties, or the shoulder. In targets harder to hit, he had been forced to shoot or stab the arrow in the torso. But not this time. Zatanna's spell had forced him to fire to maximum effect. He drew the bow all the way back and aimed dead center. The arrow shot out and hit the mage in the chest. It went in, slid between two ribs and through her lung. It pierced her heart and kept going. Wonder Woman gasped as she saw the point come out of the victim's back before it finally stopped. Zee gasped and coughed blood up from her lung. She sprayed blood from her mouth and it spewed between the fingers of Diana's hand. Zatanna lurched as her heart stopped beating. And she died. Diana reached for the arrow, to pull it out, but it vanished.
Diana laid the form of her friend on the stones of the patio and Batgirl rushed over to Zatanna and began to push her palms against the woman's chest. She stopped, put her mouth over Zee's and breathed air into her lungs. Then Barbara went back to the CPR actions. But Dr. Harleen Quinzel moved to the victim's side and held Zee's wrist. "I'm getting no pulse. She needs a defribulator and we don't..." Supergirl appeared, holding a polished metal case. In the space of a minute, she had sped to the nearest hospital and returned with a defribulation unit. Dr. Qunzel opened the case and got the paddles ready as Batgirl kept at the CPR actions. The unit began to hum, and gave a high-pitched whine that grew in intensity. Batgirl got up, and Wonder Woman reached down and tore apart the front of Zatanna's outfit, exposing the front of her torso. Harley called out, "Clear!" and placed the paddles against the chest of the woman whose heart had stopped. The electric shock ran through the magician and her body jerked. As soon as she settled to the ground, Barbara grabbed her wrist. "I still don't feel a pulse!" She continued her CPR actions as the unit whined during its recharge cycle. Harley again yelled, "Clear!" and as Batgirl jumped back, the paddles were applied to give Zee another shock. Batgirl leaned in again and felt Zee's wrist. "I can feel a pulse!" They all saw the body suddenly twitch and gasp for breath. Zatanna opened her eyes and looked up, brought back to life by the actions of her friends and a former villainess. The Master stood by the side of the mage, having watched in horror and wonder at her death and resurrection. He had broken the law countless times in his past, but he never wanted to ever take another person's life. Having done so, he had been wracked by guilt. He bent down and grasped the hand of the mage and asked her, "What made you do that?" Her response was faint as she weakly murmured her answer. "You have given these women perfect love, perfect contentment, a perfect life. I had to gamble everything for a chance to be part of it. Sorry if I scared you..." Dr. Quinzel spoke up. "Hey you two, arrow or not, you two are not getting intimate right now. She needs to get to a hospital for a while." So Wonder Woman flew Zatanna to nearby St. Angeline Mermorial Hospital, with Supergirl flying alongside carrying Dr. Quinzel. Zatanna spent a couple of days in the hospital before returning to the estate and joining the family. The first night back she spent in bed wiith the Master who gave her the love and pleasure she had bet her life to obtain. Both of them were very happy. Jonathan thought that with the addition of Wonder Woman to the family and the Justice League having come to terms with what had happened, his life was settling into a calm, easy phase. He was very, very wrong. Just a week later, war was coming.
Part Six
An Amazon warrior marched through the gates of the estate and walked up to the patio. Diana saw her appoaching and greeted her. "Dasilia, I greet you. What brings you here?" The messenger dropped to one knee and bowed her head. "Princess Diana, I bring word from your mother, the Queen. She wishes you to know she has heard things about you that have disturbed her, and that you are ordered to return to Themyscira at once to explain to her about your most recent actions." The amazon waited for Diana's reply. Wonder Woman looked over her and spoke. "Tell my mother, the Queen, that I choose to stay here in the man's world and will not be returning to Themyscira at any time." The messenger's head shot up and her mouth hung open. "Diana! You cannot do that. It is the command of the Queen..." Diana cut her off. "You have my answer, Dasilia. Take it to her." The woman stood up, bowed her head, then turned and left. The rest of the family had watched this exchange with great interest and Batgirl spoke up. "Diana, what does this all mean? How could your mother find out about what you've done?"
Diana turned to Barbara, and with a calm expression, replied. "She knows everything because I told her all about the Master in a letter I sent her. If I am to give up my position as Princess Royale of Themyscira, I need to petition her with my reasons for doing so." Barbara stared with mouth hung open at Diana when she heard this. It seemed incredulous at first, but she realised that to Diana it was a logical course of action. She had not just fallen in love with a man, she had rejected the lifestyle of the world she came from. And she had to formally inform the Queen of her actions. And how would the Queen react to this...?
Three days later, in the hours just after dusk, the mansion was attacked by fifty armed Amazon warriors. They burst in and went to disable the residents and seize Diana to take her back to Themyscira. Harley, Catwoman, Batgirl and Poison Ivy were able to fight off any single Amazon that came at them, but when more than one of the attackers took on a single target, it went badly. Batgirl went down with a spear through her shoulder and Ivy and Selina were knocked out in their struggles. Harley beat off the ones on her and went to bandage Barbara before she bled to death. Shayera fought off a dozen of the Amazons, but she was nicked and cut a lot. Kara was busy with over a dozen of the warriors, and held her own against them. Diana beat off the waves of Amazons that attacked her, but she was held back and limited by the inability to let herself go against the women coming at her. Every one of them was a person that Diana had grown up with, each had been a close friend. She struck out at them, but did not want to hurt them. Finally she was knocked out and the Amazons picked her up to carry her off. Supergirl and Hawkgirl swung over and stopped them, getting Diana away from the Amazons. The attackers fell back, and pulled out. Batgirl groaned in pain at her treatment from Harley, and asked, "Anybody else get hurt bad? Anybody missing?" Selena spoke. "Where's Zatanna?" Kara answered, "She was upstairs with the Master... OH SHIT!!" Supergirl's vision had glanced up to the bedroom where Zee and Jonathan had been making love. Kara saw the magician laying in the bed, unconscious, with a nasty gash on the back of her skull. The Master was gone! The group hurried up to that room and Harley took care of the injured mage. Poison Ivy had an edge of the total depression the women were feeling in her voice as she moaned. "They took him... my god... what are we going to do??" Shayera growled in anger, and the rage was plain in her face. She took her mace and smacked it against the palm of her left hand, hard. "That's obvious! We're going to get him back!"
Within an hour all the women were ready in their costumes. While they had been with the Master, most had been lounging around the mansion wearing much less. Only Wonder Woman, with her regal bearing, had nearly always worn her full uniform. Supergirl, still a little bashful about her sexuality, generally wore shorts and a t-shirt, and the others wore a thong or shorts, and occasionally a halter or top. Only Shayera, embracing her new life of passion, had never worn a scrap of clothing since the day the Master had stabbed her with Cupid's arrow. Now they all dressed for battle. Batgirl held Cupid's bow and the quiver of arrows. When Supergirl asked her why she was taking them along, Barbara just said it probably wouldn't be a good idea to leave them behind. "Can you imagine if the Joker or Lex Luthor got their hands on them?" Diana called J'onn J'onzz on her communicator and told him she needed to borrow one of the JLA jets. He told her he would send it right over. He still respected her as one of the most important members of the Justice League. Diana knew she would never get all the team in her invisible robot plane, and she needed the larger JLA craft. Within a half hour it arrived at the estate and landed in back. The hatch opened and Black Canary looked out. She saw the way the others were waiting and spoke. "Where are we going?" Diana looked at her. "We are going to Themyscira to rescue the Master. You don't have to..." Dinah cut her off. "I thought something might be up. I'm not his lover anymore, but I still have deep feelings for him. He got me together with Green Arrow because he thought both of us would be happy. He was right. I owe him. And I have to talk over with you ladies my plans for the wedding. Ollie and I are getting married. Who wants to be a bridesmaid?"
The jet took off for Themyscira and the ladies sat and listened to Diana go over the layout of the island and its structures. "The Master will be held by my Mother in the Palace. Since the attack squad could not capture me, she will know I will come to her to get him back. They will be waiting for us. Hundreds of Amazon warriors will stand between us and the man we love." Hawkgirl smacked the mace into her left palm and smiled. "Bad odds... for them." The plane approached Themyscira and a half dozen small craft came up to meet it. Diana, Kara and Shayera flew out to stop the fighters. They knocked them from the sky, but a couple got close enough to damage the JLA aircraft. One engine was out and the wing was on fire as the plane dropped towards the island. Black Canary, with Zatanna as co-pilot, fought to keep the plane from crashing. In the back, Harley giggled and shouted, "Please fold your tray tables up, return your seats to their fully upright postitions and keep your seatbelts on until we have arrived at the terminal!" The landing gear touched the ground and on one side it buckled. The plane skidded along the ground and finally came to a halt. Zee turned to Dinah and commented, "Nice landing?" Black Canary smiled and quipped back, "It is if you can walk away from it!" In back, the hatch was jammed, and smoke began to seep into the fuselage. Supergirl came down outside the plane and ripped the door away. Hawkgirl and Wonder Woman were also outside and helped the ladies to exit the plane. As she left, Harley said to Diana, "I doubt you're going to get your deposit back!"
Diana knew they had crashed on the west end of the isle, and the city was located on the opposite end. She had planned this in order that they would get to the ground far from the defenders. Now the group would strike out towards the city, moving through the wild, overgrown center of the island. The defenders would be spread out, covering the center, north coast and south coast. The heroines would have to fight their way through, but Diana was very confidant her friends were capable of the task. As they moved through the isle, a large group of warriors appeared in their path. Black Canary set herself and opened her mouth to send out a sonic cry that knocked the islanders over like bowling pins. The group moved on. Catwoman encountered opposition as she went along, but she wore her gloves with razor shap claws. Amazons were left on the ground, unconscious and bleeding, behind her. But she ran into a group that fought hard and pinned her to the ground, punching her until she was out. Two amazon soldiers came upon Harley Quinn in a path through the woods. They scoffed, "Look, the Princess brings a jester in her group. We laugh at you, fool, surrender!" Harley groaned, and put her hands out in front of her. "Guess you got me. I'm a lover, not a fighter." But as the warriors came close, they did not notice the rubber gloves on the jester's hands. On the gloves were strips of metal foil attached to wires that went to a mechanism in her backpack. There was a whine from that area, then she touched the forearms of the warriors. The charging unit from the defribulator sent out a huge charge of electricity through her fingers into the amazons. A normal person would have been instantly killed by the shock, but the hardier amazon women dropped to the ground, alive but knocked out. Shayera marched along boldly, eager to smash out at any opposition that appeared in front of her. She reveled in the battle and in the fact that every enemy soldier who went down brought her one step closer to reunion with her lover. Supergirl crashed through the warriors who tried to stop her as efficiently as Hawkgirl did, but without the battle frenzy. She merely wanted to see the Master again and hold him in her arms. Zatanna's head throbbed from the concussion she had gotten when the amazon raiders had taken her man. She had been on top of him, his cock inside her, when the attacker had snuck up and smashed her in the back of her skull. She felt horrible that she had been with him and failed to keep him safe. She lashed her magic out at the amazon groups she encountered. But in one group. a soldier snuck up behind her as smashed a blow to the back of Zee's head, leaving her unconscious in the woods. Poison Ivy stopped any warriors she encountered by using the vegetation around her. Vines and branches seized and held anyone who tried to get in her way. And the most violent clashes were between Princess Diana and the groups of amazons who encountered her. Back at the estate, Diana had held back, and she blamed this for her lover's capture. Now she fought as hard as she could. The warriors she faced knew her and knew the Queen had ordered her capture. The tried as hard as they could to do so, but the strength and determination of the Amazon Champion could not be stopped.
They came to the edge of the city and in the distance saw the Palace where the Master was probably being held. More and more amazon warriors streamed at them. Ivy, away from the plants she used to fight, went down. Dinah Lance was struck in her belly by a spear and badly hurt, then overwhelmed by a surge of the enemy. Kara pulled back when she saw the way her friend was bleeding, and had to help her. The others who were still fighting finally fought their way into the Great Hall. Diana looked down to the other end, and saw her mother standing by her throne. Alongside her stood Jonathan Grayson, a metal collar around his neck. A chain ran from the collar to a connection on the floor. The Queen shouted across the room. "Diana, submit to Amazon rule. You must obey! Your relationship with this man is unacceptable to me and must end. For what he has done, I sentence him to death!" Wonder Woman screamed, "NO!" But a wave of amazon warriors rolled at the invaders pinned down all of them. Diana could not get free from all the ones holding her down. A warrior on Batgirl flew back as the Gothan heroine kicked out. Barbara quickly pulled the Cupid bow from her back and nocked an arrow. She pulled back on the bow, ignoring the pain shooting through her wounded shoulder. She fired across the hall, and the arrow struck the throne, right between where the Master and Queen Hippolyta were standing. The Queen held up the Spear of Athena and prepared to execute the prisoner who had captured, shamed and enchanted her daughter. Harley Quinn turned to Batgirl and yelled, "Dammit Batty, you missed!" Barbara smiled. "No, I didn't." For Jonathan reached up. pulled the shaft out of the padded back of the throne and stabbed it into the side of Hippolyta. The Queen bent over, groaned in pain, then she looked up at the Master. She proclaimed loudly, "Let all combat cease. I order that no further action be taken against Princess Diana and her companions." She turned to the Master and dropped to one knee. "I surrender myself... to you."
Part Seven
This was a major change in the lives of Jonathan and his lovers. They resettled in a lavish house on the edge of the city of Themyscira, with him assuming the status of Royal Consort of the Queen. The others were made Ladies of the Court. He serviced them and made love ten to twelve times a day. The Queen thought this was inadequite, so she added treatments of the Purple Healing Ray to the Viagra and found he was able to up it to twenty to twenty-five times a day, even with eight hours of sleep a night. He had looked out on the population of Amazons, all beautiful women, and wondered what he would be expected to do. But the Queen requested he limit his attentions to herself and the ladies who had settled there with him. There were occasional nights when he had Hippolyta and Diana in bed together and he found the mother and daughter pair amazing!
He was in the middle of one of those exciting evenings when a pair of fantastic women dressed in pure white togas materialized suddenly in the room alongside the bed. He wondered who these women were, and he noticed that they were even more beautiful and enticing than all the women he had seen and loved in the past. Hippolyta and Diana suddenly dropped from the bed and prostrated themselves on the floor, calling out their homage to Hera and Aphrodite, Olympian goddesses. Jonathan's heart sank as he looked up at the ladies who were probably there to do something drastic to him. The raven haired Hera loomed over the thief as she spoke. "Mortal, we are her to judge you for past misdeeds. You stole the bow and arrows from Eros. You used the magic to take advantage of female mortals. You used the same means to overcome the virtues of these two women who are devoted followers of ours. We do not think your actions were proper." Diana and Hyppolita continued to beg the goddesses to have mercy on Jonathan for what he did. The two pleaded that they both loved him and could not go on if he was taken away from them. Scarlet haired Aphrodite listened to this and commented. "There is that, Hera. He used the weapon on selected females, never to harm them, only to love and be loved. Even Eros had said he thought the man made good use of what he had taken. This interesting mortal loves women and his women all love him. This speaks in his favor."
Jonathan sat on the side of the bed, listening to the two goddesses discuss his fate. He should have quaked with fear at his prospects, but his mind was otherwise occupied. Whenever he had used one of Cupid's arrows on a woman, she had become totally, positively, excrutiatingly infatuated in him, unable to think about anything except making love with him. He'd seen it in their eyes so many times. But now without any arrow, that was how he felt about Aphrodite and Hera. He was ga-ga over them. It had been said that Wonder Woman was the most beautifull woman in the world, nearly as ravishing as Aphrodite. He had believed it... until now. Never had "nearly" been such an understatement. When in the same room as Aphrodite, Diana looked like a tomboy. Both the goddesses were driving him crazy. And only a madman would have thought of the action that came to his mind. A small, tiny bit of his mind that was still rational screamed "Don't do it!" But he was too far gone to stop. He reached down to the quiver at his feet, next to the bed. He slid out a pair of arrows, took a deep breath (...perhaps his last...) and reached out towards the dieties. One arrow stabbed into the thigh of Hera, the other caught a leg of Aphrodite's. He gasped as he saw blood flow from the wounds. He, a mere mortal, had attacked and caused injuries to two of the most powerful goddesses of Olympus. Oh, shit.
Hera stared down at him and her face grew livid with rage. "HOW DARE YOU! MORTAL YOU ARE GOING TO..." Her hand locked over his right shoulder and she effortlessly picked him up. She pulled him over to her and face to face he saw a murderous fury in her eyes. Then she yanked him closer and put her lips to his, pulling the breath from his lungs. Was this how a goddess executed an especially troublesome mortal? Her other arm went around his back and pulled his body tight against hers. Her lips continued to press his, and her tongue pressed in to prod his. What the... he opened the eyes he'd closed in fear and looked into hers, seeing not fury, but the infatuation he was familiar with. She pulled her head back and smiled. "You are known for the way you satisfy the lust of your conquests. Show me those skills, mortal. Eros' dart has aroused my... curiosity." She tossed him back on the bed, and pulled the top of her toga down from her shoulder. The garment dropped off her and he was even more stunned by the nude body of an immortal being. On a beauty scale of 1 to 10, he would always have ranked Diana as a 12, she was so amazing. The goddesses had to be ranked at a 15, at least. But in the nude, Hera was a 20. And also in his field of vision, Aphrodite stood with her clothing discarded. My god! She was a 30!
His cock was erect, stiff and ready at the sight of these two enchanted beauties. He lay back and Hera came down and eased herself onto his shaft. She bounced up and down, pumping the cock in and out. He reached his right hand down and rubbed at her clitoris, his left hand cupped one of her magnificent breasts while his thumb played with the nipple. She growled with sexual excitement and moaned with delight. Finally, he could hold himself back no longer and he came inside her. She threw her arms back, arched her back and screamed. The orgasm ran through her and Jonathan felt a shock go through his body. She rolled off of him and smiled. "Very pleasant, mortal. I see why the ladies are so devoted to you." She got off the bed and stood up, stretching herself in a way that matter-a-factly exhibited her extremely seductive body. He stared at her and was overcome with the shock of what he had just done. He was exhausted, but he had just fucked a goddess! It was...
A hand touched his cheek, and he looked back to the other side of the bed to find Aphrodite standing there. She bent down and kissed him full on the lips, and he felt her hand start to rub and massage his limp cock. He groaned. There was no way... Hera had totally drained him... he was wasted! But he felt it. His dick began to come alive once again. With a form like this enticing him, how could he not satisfy her yearnings? As with Hera, when he was fully erect and ready, Aphrodite brought herself over and lowered her pussy onto his shaft. Jonathan found it made sense that goddesses would prefer to be on top. She moved herself around, pumping the cock in and out slowly, wiggling herself to feel sensations inside her body. Jonathan used his hands to tantilize her, down by her pubic mound and also her beautiful, full and firm breasts. She moaned and sometimes threw her head back to gasp in delight. But sometimes she looked down into his eyes and he could see she was enjoying this as much as he was. His balls throbbed as he tried to hold back, to prolong the pleasure of this enchanted love-making. Finally he again was overcome and exploded his seed into a divine pussy. Again he felt the orgasm run through the figure and take over his body. He spasmed and twitched every muscle in his body from head to toe. Aphrodite got up and stood next to the bed, and Jonathan lay there unable to even move an eyelash.
The two nude goddesses stood near him. Aphrodite cocked her head and chuckled. "He has an adventurous streak in his body and a way of moving that interests me. I think we should hold judgement on this one for now. Diana, Hippolyta, get him a little wine and massage his body to ease his pains. We shall return in an hour." Jonathan groaned. They were coming back? Maybe they were going to kill him! If they kept this up, they were going to fuck him to death!. He did feel slightly better with the attention he received from Diana and Hyppolita. The Queen massaged his body while Diana washed him down with a damp cloth. He would never had thought to see the regal Queen of the Amazons waiting on him like a servant. But it had been the command of the deity she worshiped, and both obeyed without hesitation. But he still felt as weak as a damp dishrag when the pair of goddesses reappeared. He managed to raise his head, but could not even sit up in the bed. "Your highnesses, I beg of you, spare my poor weak form. You drain my life from my body, I fear I cannot service you further without wasting away to death. I am merely a mortal. You are too much for me." Aphrodite bent over him and placed a palm against his cheek, lightly stroking it. "Oh Hera, he's so cute. What was it I once heard... I visited Earth many years ago to inspire a mortal, a writer, and to make love to him. He once said, 'What fools these mortals be.' He was so right." Hera snorted. "This one committed his crimes. If he dies in the course of his punishment, that is just." Aphrodite sat down on the edge of the bed, her hand still stroking the cheek of their weakened lover. She looked back at Hera. "My dear, stop trying to scare the poor fellow. We agreed to go easy on the mortal. He is too much fun for us to let him perish." The goddess of love and beauty brought her other hand over near Jonathan's face, and though he was certain it had been empty, suddenly he saw she was holding crystal flagon filled with an amber fluid. It looked like honey, but it shimmered and glowed in a ethereal fashion. "This is a beverage of the gods, lover. It will do you well and provide you with the energy to survive our exercise." He opened his mouth and she tipped the container so that a single drop of the fluid went in his mouth. He twitched as an electicity surged through his form. He felt like he could run a marathon, wrestle a bear or swim around the isle a dozen times. Aphrodite turned and handed the container to Hippolyta. "Servant, you will administer one drop of this to our man each morning. If anyone else tries to partake of the libation of the Gods, they will die a horrible death. If anyone other than you should even touch this flagon, their hands will wither and die. Obey these rules!" The Queen took it and bowed her head. "It shall be as you command, Great Goddess!"
Revitalized, Jonathan coupled with Aphrodite, then Hera. Both times their orgasms shook their bodies and was a shock to his. But the drop of fluid they had given him kept his energy levels high and allowed him to revive his sex drive quickly. He copulated again with each of the goddesses several times. He was tired at the end, but not worn to total exhaustion as had happened before. Hera put her hand on his forehead and ran her fingers through his hair. She smiled and spoke. "You are a mortal with valuable skills. Perhaps a little mercy can be extended to you for services rendered. I had a slight feeling of sympathy in your favour because of what you did for Dinah Lance and Oliver Queen. I am the Goddess of Marraige and what you did for then was very noble of you. Your seduction of me through the use of Eros' arrow angered me, but you brought me much pleasure today. If Zeus, my husband, cannot keep his dick out of every pretty pussy he encounters, I should not feel guilty at having my own pleasures with another. Aphrodite and I will visit you every so often. It will be a pleasant diversion." Aphrodite sat in an easy chair nearby. "Hera, not too often. The mortal has other women here who depend on him for satisfaction. We would be remiss if we kept him for ourselves. We must share. Perhaps next time we could bring Athena..." Hera snorted. "Her? The famed virgin? She would never agree. I think she even keeps that armor of hers on when she bathes!" With this, the goddesses stood up, moved to the side of the room, and vanished. Jonathan gulped, and exchanged a glance with Hippolyta and Diana. The three of them were all stunned at the day's events, and at what the future held.
Part Eight
A new pattern developed. The goddesses came to visit every couple of weeks, some times both, sometimes alone, sometime one or the other with another female diety. Jonathan met and made love to Artemis, Hestia and Demeter. The day after a visit by one or two goddesses he was usually too exhausted to do much, and would rest. But the remaining days were spent making love to his lovely ladies. The divine tonic he took gave him sexual stamina that was limitless. His waking minutes were rarely spent alone. Life was perfect. Until...
Hera and Aphrodite arrived one day. Jonathan, who was resting in his quarters alone was surprised. They were early, they'd had a day of passion only a few days before. He was about to greet them when he noticed both ladies had sad expressions on their faces. Aphrodite came up and put her hand on his shoulder. "Our little mortal friend, we are sorry to bring you very bad news. Word of your activities has circulated, and several of the Gods of Olympus were angered by what they heard." Hera broke in. "My husband, Zeus, is especially enraged. He knows he could never get away with taking his anger out on me, so you are to be punished. A council of the Gods was held and your fate was determined. They called for your death, in a horrid, brutal manner, but the two of us led all of the goddesses in speaking in your behalf. Even Aphrodite's son, Eros, put in a good word for you. He really was impressed by your use of the arrows." Jonathan choked out a question. "What's going to happen?" "The exact form of your punishment is declared a secret. Zeus expects that when faced by such a horrible punishment, you will chose to end your own life rather than face up to it." The Goddesses faded out, but the Master saw a trace of tears in their eyes as they left.
He thought about their words. Zeus was not going to kill him, but was going to do something so horrible that he'd prefer to be dead. Great. He spent the morning worried about what was going to happen. He was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Harleen entered. "Hello, Master, I have news. The Queen came to me because she wasn't feeling well. Upset stomach, and she was throwing up in the morning. I had Diana shoot to the mainland and pick up something at a drug store for me, and when I tested Hippolyta, it turns out she's pregnant." Jonathan was stunned to hear this. He was considering it when there was another knock on the door. Batgirl stuck her head in and smiled. "I saw you duck in here, Harley, and wondered if you two were at it and had room for a third in bed. Do you have any Pepto Bismol in your medicine cabinet, Harleen? There must be a bug going around, cause Zee and Pamela both are feeling under the weather. They were throwing up when they got up this morning. Do you think it's the flu?" Dr. Quinzell formed a circle with her mouth. "Ooohh boy. I'll have to have to send Diana or Kara to the mainland for more test kits."
That afternoon, Harley spoke with Master once again. "Ivy and Zatanna are both pregnant. I tested everybody and found Barbara, Diana, Selina and Helena also tested positive. Kara and Shayera didn't test positive, but I don't think the test kits work on their alien pysiology. They may be pregnant and it just isn't registering." Jonathan whistled. "What about you, Harleen?" She dropped her head and sighed. "Yeah, me too. Do you think it's that amber magic vitamin they're giving you? Most of us were on the pill, you know. I've made arrangements for us to go to the mainland and see doctors for complete check-ups and pre-natal care." He thanked her for doing all this, and sat there, alone and thoughtful, after she left. He knew what had caused this. It was part of Zeus' plan. The timing made that obvious. But why would he want all of Jonathan's ladies to be pregnant? What kind of punishment was that going to be? Ten women who were pregnant would be interesting, but hardly a punishment that would drive him to consider suicide. Jonathan thought about this and came to realize what the future had for him. He believed he knew what Zeus had planned. The God held mortals as as piteous lumps of flesh and blood, and had no compunctions about ending the lives of any of them. The Goddesses had gotten Zeus to promise to spare the thief's life, but he still was due a horrible punishment. And Jonathan thought of how he would watch his lovers for months, seeing their children grow in their wombs. He would look forward to the birth of each of his children. But on the day they went into labor, each of them would die in childbirth. This would be the most horrible fate that the god could inflict on him. When each of his ladies died, he would suffer horribly. The only thing he could do was to go to Olympus and beg Zeus to allow them to live. He would sacrifice his life in front of the God if Zeus would spare them.
He went to a storage facility on the mainland where he had stashed the dimensional teleportation device. He came back to Themyscira to see them all one last time, then went to his room and got ready to leave. His finger was on the button when there was a knock at the door. Harley ducked her head in and asked to talk to him. "Master, this is getting even weirder. The tests in the hospitals show that Kara and Shayera are also pregnant. So it has happened to all ten of us at once. That's so weird... But what makes it even more bizarre... I had the doctors run the tests twice, I couldn't believe the findings they gave me. The odds against this are tremendous! Each of the ten of us is going to have a girl..." Jonathan had been sitting there, his head down, listening to her report. But now he heard this and his thoughts went back to his studies of mythology years ago. He recalled something and for the first time in days his face broke out in a big grin. He jumped up, went to Harley, and wrapped his arms around her. He picked her up and danced around with her in his arms. He cried out, "You're going to have a girl. All of you will have beautiful, wonderful little girls who will be as darling and charming as their amazing mothers! This is great!" Harley was a little overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm on the Master's part. She had worried that the news of the pregnancies had seemed to depress him. Now he was totally happy about it. He whispered in her ear. "Is it healthy for a pregnant woman to have sex?" Harley giggled. "It's great for a pregnant lady to have sex. As a doctor, I even recomend it." She lay on the bed and felt his hands run over her, pausing to rub her belly which would not even show signs of her condition for some time. Her body tensed in anticipation as he brought his cock into her and pleasured her with long slow action inside her. She enjoyed a deep, satisfying orgasm and lay there exhausted and very happy.
The Master stepped out of the room and walked out on the balcony to see the sun setting. He thought back on the mythology he had read in his past studies. In ancient Rome and ancient Greece, when a man's wife was with child, he would pray to the gods that he would have a son. If he had a daughter, he would accept it and pray that his next offspring would be a son to carry on the man's line. If a man had a large number of children and all were daughters, it was said he was suffering the greatest curse the gods could inflict on him. But in this day and age, Jonathan was very happy that his ladies would all have baby girls. His heart had filled with romantic, sexual love for all of his women, and he knew that there was room in there for lots of fatherly love for the little girls he would help them raise. He would love each of them, and be proud of them as they grew. He would protect them, teach them things, and when the time came, send them out in the world so they would find men to fall in love with. Ten children to make his life so wonderful. Zeus had made a big mistake. His curse was not punishment to Jonathan, but a reward.
A week later, Aphrodite came to visit Jonathan for a day of passion. As they made love, she commented that all of Olympus were very intrigued by the mortal's ability to bear up and keep his spirits up in reponse to the great curse that Zeus had inflicted on him. He asked her, "Highness, all the women I love here are pregnant, are you and Great Hera?..." She began to laugh heavily and nearly fell off his cock. "Oh mortal, you are so funny! Zeus would never have dared to do that! Hera would have done things to him that would make even Gods quake with fear!" She arched her back, wiggled her cunt down onto his cock and shuddered as the orgasm ran through her body. As usual when coupling with a goddess, Jonathan felt the sensations nearly as much as she did. Aphrodite lay down on top of him, pressing her magnificent breasts into his chest, kissing him. She rolled over to his side and reached to clasp one of his wrists. She pulled his hand up and placed it on her breast, and he began to rub and massage it the way she liked. She sighed, and spoke. "I think I love you, mortal. I never thought I would ever say that to a mere human man. Your love-making is divine and you make me laugh." He kept massaging her breast, and felt the nipple twitch. She was getting excited again and they soon would be fucking once more. "Thank you, great Goddess. I apprecite your compliments, but you only love me because of the magic of Cupid's arrow." She laughed, and turned to stare into his eyes. "You silly man. All that time you spent learning what you could about my son's bow and arrows and you missed the most important fact of all?" He stared back at her, a puzzled look on his face. She rocked her head back as she laughed even harder. "You are jesting with me! You didn't know?" She continued to laugh in the face of the poor, puzzled mortal. "The effect of the arrows is only temporary. When you jabbed Hera and myself, we were aroused erotically, but it wore off in a matter of hours. Even a mortal recovers from the arrows after four or five days." Jonathan's jaw dropped. "But... but they all love me. And I am madly in love with each of them. It was the arrows..." Aphrodite began to hold and massage his cock as she was ready for another bout of love-making. "Mortal, I am the Goddess of Love and know everything about it. The arrows began it, but after the magic wore off, they were in love with you because of who you were and how you treated them. And they used the arrows on you, but you were deeply in love with each of them before and after the arrows' enchantment ran through you." As she spoke of this, Jonathan's cock came alert and stiffened. She glanced down and smiled. "Enough talk, lover. I want your sex once again!"
Again, he satisfied her and gave her a deep, pleasurable orgasm. She huddled next to him and sighed. "I shall miss you so much when you die, mortal. I think several ladies of Olympus will shed a tear at your passing. It is a shame that you mortals have such a short period on this earth. At least the golden elixir I have provided you will extend your lifespan a little while." Jonathan's attention stepped up at this statement. How long would he live? "Goddess, can you tell how much of a change your potion will give me?" He wondered. To an immortal, a little while could mean anything. She put her hand on his cock once again and began to massage life back into it. "A time so short I would hardly notice it. Sorry I could not do more, but the exilir will only add three or four hundred years to your meagher life span. Sigh. What a shame." So poor Jonathan had to be satisfied with several hundred years of making passionate love with goddesses of Olympus and the most beautifull women on earth before he passed away. It's a rough life, but someone's gotta do it!
---< Author's Note >---
Here's my take on the story of the man who gets lots of women, including many super-heroines, to fall in love with him using a mind control device of some sort. Others have done this kind of story with Wonder Woman's lasso, or drugs, or some other idea. I thought of the legend of Cupid's arrows and wondered how that would play out. The man here may have been developed to be too nice a guy, but the story does have a lot of sex in it. I like the sick twist of Harley taking out the Joker, and think the segment about how Hawkgirl likes to make love was interesting. I wonder if the story would be as interesting if I re-did it with a differnt slant -- instead of a nice guy, how about the story of Cupid's bow and arrows in the hands of someone totally evil. Anybody interested in that story?
I am very interested in hearing from you readers about how you feel about my stories. Please e-mail me at therat4040@yahoo.com and tell me your opinions. Alias the Rat 4/08