Diana prince walked the dark halls of Acteon Davie’s mansion feeling the hardwood floors under her bare feet. She was completely naked, as her captor kept her, the only light that of the fireplaces flickering in the various rooms, casting her shapely shadow against the walls. Despite her exploitation and the depredations, Diana could not help but appreciate how her sensitive bare skin revealed drafts and air currents she had always taken for granted when she was wearing clothes. Gentle drafts caressed her bare breasts causing her nipples to stiffen pleasantly.
She looked down at her own sex, now glabrous and smooth, perhaps forever, the pubic hair follicles all dead. The skin so sensitive for reproduction and pleasure, also felt the soft puffs of air and she slipped her hand down between her legs closing her eyes as she stood in the dark hall…gently working her fingers between the wet folds to pleasure herself. Her fingers gently parted the warm silken wet folds and she found herself fantasizing about being with a man, willingly, with him seeking to please her. The Man’s face was a blur, rather she pictured his length, caressing it, slipping int her folds as she hugged his firm body warmly. Her fingers slipped within her body as she fantasized about his weight…pinning her, his mouth seeking hers, With a guilty pleasure she pictured her first love, Steve Trevor, watching as the man above her brought her to a climax and therein the hallway the amazon enjoyed a pleasant climax, letting her fluids run freely down her thighs. She paused only a moment to take a few deep breaths and enjoy the warm feeling.
Amazons had no need to be lady like, and she knew just where to play her fingers and there, in the dark, she had some level of control. Closing her eyes as she felt her own, copious juices, running down her legs, her fingers gently working against the flesh. She could do this, enjoy this...at her behest. She knew she should be looking for escape but took a deep shuddering breath and let a second climax wash over her. She heard someone behind her, she didn’t care, it was not the first time one of the men would have caught her masturbating, The sensation was divine as she wiggled her bare toes, the moisture from her sex running between the toes as she slowed her breathing, and let her heart slow down.
She had been replaying the scene of her friend, Shayera in her head. The red-haired woman clamped between her thighs lapping at her cooch like a kitten to cream. Controlling the red haired warrior, using her selfishly, activating the mind control that would leave Shayera under the feet of her master for the rest of her life and the intensity of her own climax. She had served Shayera up to Vandal Savage like a sacrificial lamb. Diana could not remember having a more intense, a more pleasurable climax, except maybe the one she just had, fantasizing about her friend.
“Damn it! the bastards were winning! Just like Pavlov’s dogs they were conditioning her.” | she thought to herself, but deep inside something was finding it hard to care… was this SUCH a bad life? The other side warring, what was she TALKING about, this was the complete objectification of a woman, the loss of ALL rights to become nothing more than a possession.
There were many descriptions, Battered wives’ syndrome, the Stockholm syndrome, it all added up to the same. She had committed the act and if she didn’t do something, these men were going to commit horrendous acts against womankind. Even if it risked her home Island, even if she had to go against her own word, she had to put an end to this. It was ridiculous to think that because she had simply given her word, she would tacitly stand by or participate in this wonton misogyny against her gender. Hara forgive her for having let it go this far.
Diana took a deep breath and wiped her wet fingers on her abdomen and continued to prowl. She paused, she heard voices. At this time of night? Quietly she walked beside the flickering fireplace, the cheery flame warm against her skin. Only then did she see light around the mantle, just a couple pinholes at first.
She began to feel around the wooden mantle the old wood had a weak area, and she pried the wood away and pressed her eye to the opening. Inside she could see a well-lit room. Acteon stood facing, she blinked, it was Police Chief Weaver, some man dressed in a suit and Director Fox?
Her amazon hearing was still unaffected, placing her ear to the cool faux stone she could make out the muffled voices.
Fox- So the auction of the women will be at Madison Square Garden’s again? What about the last time you had to cancel last year?
Man, in the suit- “He has a point, we can’t keep those women in storage another year.
Actaeon- That was when Wonder Woman was a wild card, I have her word she will not interfere again
Man, in Suit- Again? She is an Amazon and a heroine; she will never hold to any agreement.
Acteon- Congressman Shift, I assure you the auction will go off, on December 25th at exactly midnight.
Fox- Why Christmas Day?
Weaver- Because all the police officers will either be at charity, at home or taking care of other calls, besides what better Christmas present for the church? The new Pope is eager to see these women put back in their place.
Acteon- It is settled then, December 25th Madison Square Garden, I will contact the world organization and that will be my retirement day Gentlemen.
Fox- Very well, but we have to do this my way, I will have 12 agents there to make sure no one interferes, you won’t have time to clear them.
Weaver-What a min, why can’t my police….
Acteon- Because they will be with their families, besides Mr. Fox covered for us with that Stable fire when that horse was stolen, he’s complicit. He wouldn’t dare double cross us.
Diana stepped back, she knew what she had to do now, but she needed an insurance policy. She replaced the wooden piece and crept back to Acteon’s bedroom to await him. He would be aroused like a wolf smelling the coming kill, and she would play his body tonight like a wild woman…she would exhaust him and be EVERYTHING he wanted. In the darkness she did not see the feline eyes watching, nor see the fanged smile of her nemesis.
Later that night, Actaeon Davies entered the room. Diana knelt beside the cheery fireplace, her head up, her bare chest out, her knees spread widely and the backs of her hands on her thighs, palms up. A guard from the ground floor outside could see her glistening bare body through the second story windows as a gentle snow coated the area in white.
He smiles and paused to watch as the bare woman rise, and slink towards the affluent bounty hunter and begin unbuttoning his suit coat with her right hand, as her left slipped into his britches to slide along his cock to his warm soft scrotum.
As several more guards gathered Acteon smiled, his pan was working perfectly and groaned as the amazon minx openly pressed her body to him.
“Frisky, are we?” He smirked feeling her cup his testicles gently. Diana could not help but admit to herself, Acteon Davies was, if nothing else, well endowed and know how to use what he had. Her mouth found his, silencing his humiliating gloating as she pressed her lips t his hungerly sucking at his lips, her tongue slipping along his as she tried to draw it and suck it into her own mouth.
Acteon responded warmly, his hand sliding up to grip her neck hard, to control her, and kissed back until h\she began to slowly kneel. Kissing down his chin, his throat, to his shirt. Over the hear she had learned to make her lips nearly prehensile, sucking each button into her mouth and using her tongue to unbutton the shirt until she knelt before his tented crotch.
Below, the guards smiled “Look at her respond. My God hat Davies has style…” Several took out cell phones and began recording.
Above, Acteon smiled own at his conquest and reached down to grip her black silken tresses and yank her head back painfully “Finish what you started slave…”
Diana licked her lips. And kissed the bulge before her, using her hands on his hips to guide him to sit on the ottoman at the end of the bed and Davies sat back smiling smugly down at the amazon slave as she gently tugged at the laces on his shores. She removed each shoe, and then the tight nylon sock, tucking each one into it’s shoe and placing them neatly beside the chair.
She then, silently lowered herself to all fours, a crouching lioness tamed to press her lips to the top of his right foot.
Acteon felt her velvet lips on his instep and closed his eyes in pleasure “I like that, a wench seen, not heard.”
Diana seethed within, but she would have to make sure this man would be exhausted, if her plan to save her homeland was to work, this was her penance for having waited so long. Her hose pressed against his foot, and she opened her mouth to lick the top with the flat of her tongue. The salty musk filled her mouth as his scent filled her nostrils. She was confused as to why the scent was arousing but she began to kiss and nuzzle the top of his foot as it rested on the floor. She could feel his eyes smiling down, gloating over his conquest as she pressed her tongue between the big and second toe. The arrogant male refused to help at all, and Diana has to wiggle and work her tongue between each toe to lick between it and clean it.
Below the half dozen guards viewed the scene thru the glass windows which went from floor to ceiling, watching the fire flicker against Wonder Woman’s bare flesh as she worshiped her owner’s feet. They had all been hired with the promise of the Christmas bonus, and they zoomed up as Acteon finally lifted his foot.
In the warm room, Diana had partially lost herself in her role. Her fingers again played with her bare lips as the trophy hunter raised his foot and she, almost instinctively, pressed her nose into the crook of his toes and inhaled deeply thru her nose.
Acteon felt the rush of air between his toes as his captive inhaled without his direction “Why Diana, are you a natural podophile?” he chuckled, curling his toe over her nose, this was better then he could have ever hoped.
Diana closed her eyes, damn her arousal as she felt his left foot kick her hand gently away from her own sex. “ah ah ah…not yet… Finish cleaning my feet” he said, it was a command.
Diana dipped her body and extended her tongue, pressing it against his heel and dragging it slowly up the bottom of the sole, leaving a wet trail of her saliva until she got to the toes. Inhaling in the crook where the toes meet the foot again, she slipped her tongue between the toes and suckled on each toe. The more she did, the more confident, the more hungrily she began to lick until the right foot glistened with her spittle and she was attacking the left like a hungry animal leaving her panting and a bit of drool dribbling down her chin.
Acteon Davies closed his eyes and enjoyed, after tomorrow night… this would be his life, with a harem of human female pets. With an arrogant but gentle shove against her face, he sat the amazon woman back on her heels, looking at her bare breasts, aroused, panting, secure in the knowledge she could not resist his masculinity he smirked and stood “Finish me Diana”
Diana nodded, still kneeling before him she used her hands to open his belt and unzip his breeches. She slid his britches down, and he stepped from them. She stood, eyes locked down at his feet, and unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, removed his tie, leaving him clad in just his tee shirt and briefs.
While Diana worked like an obedient slave, turning to hang his suit and put it neatly away in the closet, Acteon shed his undergarments leaving him naked.
Diana turned and saw him standing in the flickering firelight. His length erect, his scrotum full and young, his muscular body firm, and she moved to lay her head against his chest and kiss his nipple.
Diana felt his warm, masculine embrace as he pulled her to him and stroked her hair as one would pet a dog or a cat, and her hand went unbidden to his cock. It was as warm and stiff as she remembered, as she ran her palm up and down.
Acteon smiled, no words were needed as he let her guide him to his canopied bed. He lay back and watched her straddle him, guiding his length into her fold. Acteon never gottired of seeing how her soft flesh wrinkled and parted to allow his viper to slip into her cave, ready to spit it’s venom within her.
Diana worked against him actively. She had not been aware of how her ministrations had left her so aroused as she pressed herself down on his length, sheathing him and wiggling her hips to make sure he was completely within her.
Acteon put his hands behind his head, smiling to watch her soft breasts as she lifted herself up and lowered herself again. The Greek goddess like body serving and servicing him as he watched his length slip into her body.
Diana teased him, sliding her hands along her own sides to her breasts as if to present them to him, before running her fingers around her nipples. She clenched her muscles around his length as she lifted herself…and relaxed to let her weight bring her back down on his cock.
Below, in the quite snow, more guards, and cell phones had gathered capturing the Champion of All women, wontly servicing her better. Acteon had learned to have a lot of stamina, but this fantasy was driving him wild. After several minutes they watched him reach up and bodily shove the svelte woman to her side, reversing the positions. Now he, the male was in charge as Acteon snarled like an animal, and pushed Diana’s hands above her head, crossing her wrists and pinning them over her head with ne hand, as the other gripped her har and pulled her head back.
Acteon pressed his moth over her, holding her pinned and began to thrust brutally, causing the amazon to lift and spread her legs. Her kissed ‘her hard as he thrust, this was now for his pleasure, but Wonder Woman’s heart raced…to be taken with such power.
Her body sweat as their hips met, Acteon using her like a rabbit as he thrust again and again, feeling her warm silken body around his cock, feeling is balls bump repeatedly against her flesh. She continued to clench around him as he withdrew, and relax to let him thrust in, liditing her hips to meet his thrust.
It didn’t take long that she felt him thrust and hold, triggering her own climax, she felt his pulsing deep within her, the same as he had so many time, as he had when he had impregnated her. They trembled together in the embrace.
Below the Guards smiled quietly “There...he finished her off” one smiles “Damn that man is the model!”
Above, Acteon rolled off his woman, and lay back on the bed. Diana lifted herself on her elbow and moved down his body where his softening member glistened with his milky white seed and her own glistening sexual juices . She smiled up his chest as he looked down expectantly, and was not disappointed when Diana Prince ran her tongue from his scrotum to the tip, showing him the creamy with on her tongue before swallowing.
She then moves to nuzzle, starting with his scrotum, she gently suckled the soft sac into her mouth so her tongue could slip around it. She took her time, nuzzling on the soft flesh for at least 5 min, before kissing up the length. She used her hand to lift the soft length, kissing uncircumcised tip before guiding it into her mouth. She felt his hands on the back of her head, and he gently pushed her face between his thighs, her nose nestled in his dark soft pubic hair, her nose pressed against the pubic bone as she relaxed, catching her breath and quietly nursed.
He was beginning to get firm again when he finally released her. Knowing what he wanted, she climbed up over him with her hands on either side of his head, looking deeply into his eyes, she tried to give a genuine smile and whispered “Thank you for raping me master…would you like to do it again?”
Acteon smiled caressing and gripping her hips and pulling her down on his erection “ Your Welcome Wonder Woman, now shut up and get back to work wench.”
Diana lay beside Acteon, her arm over his bare chest. He had made her submit to another romp between the sheets and she had put on her best act. She had gotten him erect a full seven times. After each romp she had kissed down his stomach to gently nuzzle and suckle their combined juices from him until he was erect again. After her performance with Shayera, she had him convinced he had reduced her to a simpering female at his beck and call.
Now he lay snoring, exhausted, the guards below now dispersed, the amazon slipped from the bed, and made her way to the nightstand, where his cell phone lay. She quietly crept to the far side of the room and dialed.
The phone rang….and rang…on the third ring
“Hello…Daniel Thomson…”
“Daniel? It’s Diana.”
“Diana? Diana PRINCE? Diana where the hell are you, after Fox fired you, it’s been 10 months I been looking all OVER for you!”
“Daniel…. Listen, Fox is a mole…”
“Wait…what? Diana He’s taken lie detectors...”
“Oh, come on Daniel, I don’t have much time, Actaeon Davies has developed Mind Control technology and you know Lie Detectors are all pure fiction…The slaves are going to be sold at Madison Square Garden, 25 December at midnight Christmas Morning!”
“WHAT? Diana you can’t…wait…Diana what is the code word we agreed on…”
“Tommy Thompson, your son’s name and his birthday is February 6th. “
“Jesus…Diana it IS you…where are you…I will come get you…”
“No, look you can’t it will tip our hand, Mr. Fox is going to have 12 of HIS agents there, you have to make sure it’s our agents YOUR agents…promise me...”
“Ok ok, I promise…”
“Oh, and here is the insurance, Fox helped cover up that stable fire, get the evidence, I can’t wait to see that Smug bastard when we nail him.
Diana smiled “Look for Wonder Woman, I think she will be there. You are the insurance policy Daniel, do not move until you see ME come up for auction. If I get up there, it will mean everything went wrong…”
Daniel grunted “Would you be upset if I told you I was having a physical reaction?”
Diana rolled her eyes “There are lives on the line Daniel…if they spook, they could start killing…”
“Don’t worry” came the voice on the other end “But I will never let you live down that I actually got to bid on you and win.”
Diana closed the call and placed the phone back on the nightstand and slipped back between the sheets. Acteon still snoring gently. One week, one week and this would all be over.
INTERMISSION
The week went by quickly, she was excited…Acteon and his staff were mostly too busy packing the mansion, making ready to leave for the retirement island that had been given to him by the Chinese Government.
It was December 24th, and noon, soon to be Christmas Eve, they were now in Actaeon’s trophy room, Wonder Woman’s own stained panties the centerpiece, the feline heroine, from ages ago, his first victim, lit nicely as a trophy.
“I must say Diana” Acteon chuckled in his rich British accent “You surprise me, pleasantly so” as he packed the plaque that bore her shame. “I thought you would go for strike three. As I promised, you may stay with me rather than be auctioned…Oh, will treat you well.”
Diana nodded, standing obediently by as they went to the case that held, sealed, her uniform, and more importantly…her lasso, bracelets and golden girdle.
She held her breath, would he let his guard down? His back to her, he reached out and activated the lock, and the case opened. Diana want into action, a round house kick knocked the startled misogynist aside. She may only have the strength of a normal woman, but she was a trained amazon warrior.
Stunned and startled she watched Acteon go down as she reached in, she would only have moments. Naked, panting she pulled the girdle about her waist, no longer pregnant, it fit, now the bracelets…she slipped the first over her wrist, but Acteon had recovered.
“Help! She’s into the uniform!” he called out…only to receive a kick to his groin as she hoped to kick his balls int his throat.
Acteon went down with a very satisfying groan. But suddenly Brad was there…holding her wrist. The computer geek was no match for her, as she headbutted him sending him sprawling.
Another male grabbed her around the waist, pinning her arms to her side and squeezing in a bear hug, lifting her from the ground.
Diana’s legs flailed, she was still naked except for her girdle and one bracelet, if she could just get the other bracelet on...
The male behind her squeezed, causing the breath to be forced from her, but she was sweaty, slippery…she puled her arms together. The room was swimming, with her struggle her muscles, her brain needed oxygen…
Behind her the man swung her about trying to disorient her… she was almost there...but her head was swimming…her vision narrowing. She felt someone grab her arm…no…come on Diana one more effort...she gave an amazon war cry and felt it. The strength of the gods…surging with strength she broke the bear hug.
Her vision returned almost instantly, before her stood Director Fox, still holding one of her wrists where he had tried to prevent her from donning the mystical bracelet. Vengeful rage filled her “I TRUSTED YOU!”
Wonder Woman Wait I…” he didn’t get further as she reached out to grasp his throat in one hand at arms length, holding him as if he weighted no more than paper. “Silence pig!” she was tempted to break his neck; her other arm retrieved her magic lasso.
Acteon slowly got up trying to hold his bruised testicles. “I knew…you…”
The Amazon sneered “how do your balls taste? I swear to you it won’t be the last time before I rip them off you!” Her bare foot kicking out in a side kick that sent her so called “owner” sprawling and unconscious.
Fox squirmed like a caught trout “Wonder…Woman…w…wait…I was…trying….gurk!”
“Trying WHAT to pad your bank account?”
“On….your..sid…gulk.”
Still smoldering, Diana put him down and at her mental command, her lasso coiled around him. “You are compelled to tell the truth…”
Panting the NSA director nodded “I HELPPED you don your bracelet…I have been under deep cover for the past 2 years, that’s why I had to fire you, I am sorry…but this goes deeper, much deeper, there is an entire Cabal of wealthy people, paying off corrupt officials…you can’t escape yet…”
Diana frowned, it WAS her lasso “you, WANT this auction to go off, so you can capture them all...with proof.
Fox nodded “yes… I know how... humiliating this is…but.”
Dianna nodded “You don’t have to explain, I am glad I found one person who has some morals…but they have the location of my home, they CAN’T act on that, they will kill or enslave everyone…it’s how they controlled me…what do you need from me?”
Fox looked at Acteon, who looked like the filthy rat he was “I need you to go to the Garden…can you erase his memory? After that, we need to find this memory computer they have, and destroy it.
Dianna smiled taking the lasso off Fox and placing it around Acteon “oh yes, I can do that…”
INTERMISSION
Wonder Woman stood still naked, wither bracelets, girdle and lasso. It was because of what she had been thru that she stood in front of a window talking to her friend Daniel on Actaeon’s own cellphone. Behind her, Acteon Davies stood staring straight ahead, Mr. Fox writing information in a notebook as be babbled.
“Yes, Yes Director Fox is on our side, Yes Wonder Woman used her Lasso on him…yep… The computer will be at the Garden. Just…Be there… I don’t trust anyone…”
After hanging up, Wonder Woman moved over to Mr. Fox. Who stood staring at her body? “Like what you see?” she said playfully.
The elder man blushed and began to look away, but she reached out to gently cup his chin. “No…please…”
“Wonder Woman I…W…who did you call?”
Diana smiled gently “A friend. Now, your about to depower me and place me back in slavery for another 12 hours and you know my secret identity…I think you can be human. Call me Diana”
His eyes went wider “but, I am a married man...”
“What she doesn’t know…won’t hurt her.” she smiled “Besides when Acteon comes out of that spell…he has to be convinced that you defeated me…Strike three you know.” She reached out and put his hand on her breast.
H…How do we make it...I mean I could not…
It was Diana’s turn to blush as she held up a black rubber mask attached to a bottle labeled…” desflurane” “It will knock me out, do it while my belt is on otherwise you could kill me.
Jake fox felt something he had not felt enough of in a long time…his length hard as a rock and tenting. His eyes glanced down at her body and he tried to look away “Diana…I…am not….
The gorgeous woman slipped her hand down to cup his groin “that’s not a bad package you have” she smiled, happy to be actually consenting for a change. “Director Fox, you’re the only male in nearly two years to treat me with respect, and I am fully aware you are human. You’re going to be saving HUNDRES maybe THOUSANDS of women. For all your years of service…” She held the mask. “Knock me out …and RAPE me, it’s a tuff duty, but I give you my word, give into temptation just this once.”
She moved closer to gently purr in his ear, her hand slipping down to cup between the man’s legs “Trust me, I am over 800 years old, I have seen many males and this package…” she gave a gentle caress “is NOT bad. Remember, they are going to look for semen.”
Diana watched amused and a little apprehensive as her boss placed the mask over her face from behind, perhaps taking a little TOO much care to make sure it was sealed.
“Inhale deeply” he said, and she felt his erection against her bare ass cheeks. She inhaled deeply…feeling her eyes grow heavy… the sacrifice would save them all.
Jake fox thought this was crazy, he had done a lot in his job…he had always avoided drugs, or killing…but now… he felt her weight shift as her eyes fluttered closed… She was heavy...her breasts so soft.
Holding her, feeling her deeply inhaling the drug on her face…her firm breasts, and nipples above his grasp and still clad in nothing but her belt and bracelets. This was literally every male’s on the planets greatest wet dream. Despite his age he…WANTED to and he had her permission…He wanted to be loyal to his wife….he loved his wife…but in his heart, he knew, this once….he would indulge.
He let her sag forward over a desk…ass up and his male libido flared…oh she was beautiful from that angle, her firm ass, slightly red around the anus from the guards using her, and a bit lower, oh lower those wonderful soft puffy bare lips. He had not seen one other than his wife’s in seven years, and the naughtiness, the taboo…had his engine running like he was a teenager. He ran the knuckle of his index finger along the soft flesh…she was wet…sopping wet and at his mercy.
With Acteon still out cold he moved to the trophy cases and retrieved three simple black leather thongs. Gripping Wonder Woman’s bare arms, he pulled them behind her back as she drooled on the table, out cold. His wife, Holly, never wanted to roleplay… he pulled her limp arms behind her back and crossed her wrists, taking the thongs and tying them over tight JUST above her amazon bracelets and watched as the leather bit into her flesh.
Not believing the incredible erection he had, he knelt to tie each shapely ankle to an opposite table leg, spreading the drugged heroine so that her sex was now completely undefended and the soft pucker of her anus, wide open. He felt a pang of guilty pleasure, he should NOT be enjoying this but it was not like every male in the mansion had not already partaken, though her brief bout with her powers, had restored anything that was…missing.
Gulping and fumbling like a teenager, he unzipped. He had never been this rock hard before, not even with Holly. He gazed at the firm ass…it was not the first time he had seen her ass up… He reached out again, taking two fingers to gently rub her outer labia between them, …it was so warm, slippery, he ached to just plunge in, but she was being ‘saved’ for tonight’s auction…he considered what he must do…was there another way? No, it would have to be her ass…he was going to rape Wonder Woman’s ass hole, which meant it would hurt her...Anal sex. Even those who liked it, or were gentle… was uncomfortable…it was something for a male’s physical pleasure, the receiver usually got pleasure out of the mental aspect of the…attack, and Jake Fox, while no super stud, was bigger than most men. In his mind he had often pictured doing this to Holly. Thirty years with the agency…well…duty calls.
He did not want to hurt her well not more than necessary…but where could he get some lube. He considered her wet pussy, but that was too much for him, if he felt that he would plunge in. He considered spitting on her, but…this was a gift to him…He considered the drool coming from her mouth and walked around in front. He looked around, would there be cameras rolling? He had to make it look good right? Griping her silken mane, he lifted her head and murmured “S…sorry Holly. He stepped closer and shoved his groin to her face, feeling her warm mouth wet around his cock.
Jake groaned with the forbidden pleasure and had to stop before he blew everything right into her mouth. He stood there, her face pressed against his lower belly, her nose hidden in his pubic hair as he controlled his breathing, looking at that golden belt around her waist. It stood there with his length lodged in her throat for several moments before slowly withdrawing, any longer and she would be choking on his semen.
Jake Fox felt the cool air around his exposed penis, this would clench his position, the one thing he had always avoided, rape, had always kept them suspicious… Moving back behind her, he pressed the head against the soft sphincter. Her wrists bound in the small of her back, he did not want to tip the desk, so her reached out, grabbing her mane of inky black hair again and pulled her head back, leaning in.
He was surprised with how easily he slipped into her bowel…and how nice it felt. He groaned “Oh Holly, forgive me” as he thrust and pulled back on her hair, uttering the code word that would trigger Acteon. “Davies!”
The bounty Hunter blinked feeling the ache in his groin, on the floor was Brad, and riding the naked Diana from behind…Was Jake Fox….”Jake?”
Jake groaned as he drove in and out of the proffered anus, feeling the smooth skin against his groin “You…Ok?”
“No I am NOT fucking OK she nearly kicked my nuts off” he thumbed an intercom “HANS…get your ass in here! And BRING SE Aspirin and an ice pack!”
Jake was on his toes driving into the winching woman, who was now clearly coming around, groaning with each firm thrust.
Acteon looked around “how did you…”
Jake looked over his shoulder with a vicious expression “do you MIND I am trying to CONCENTRATE here!”
Acteon blinked “um…you want some alone time?”
Jake snarled “N…no…… guhhhh! As he stiffened feeling his seed pulsing into the bound heroine. He then stepped back, taking her hair he wiped his length clean and zipped up, pointing to the Anesthetic gas “you use it to transport the product” he swallowed “I gave her a dose…got a cigarette?”
As Hans entered and started seeing to Acteon, he shook his head looking at the dazed heroine “Still worth it, strike three…Mr. Fox, please get one of the aids, tell him to package her for sale.
************ That Evening********************
The first thing Diana became aware of, was the air against her skin, it was different. Her wrists were shackled, she was hanging by the shackles, her legs curled on the floor. The next were the voices…. a crowd, a loud murmur of thousands of voices in the distance, and then the sound of soft weeping.
Her head still a bit woozy, Princess Diana opened her eyes, her legs took her weight and she was able to stand just enough to get the weight off her wrists and shoulders, but they were still high over her head. On the floor, it felt like saw dust under her bare feet. As her senses returned to her, she remembered Actaeon’s Trophy room, Director Fox. Her golden girdle, gone, her lasso and bracelets.
She was in a dimly lit room, it looked like some kind of stabling area. The bare incandescent bulb revealed what must be 20 or 30 girls, all naked, all shackled as she was to an overhead steel beam. The missing models. A soft wicker, the missing presumed dead racehorse from the fire…Carless Keeper. Stood flicking his tail absently chewing on some oats.
Diana stood as one of the young naked girls, tears running down her cheeks looked over
“They...they say your Wonder Woman…You got to HELP us!”
Another simpered “If they have…you…w…what going to happen to US?”
The Amazon snapped, “Oh By the GODS will you stop acting like children!”
The one to her right, a young red head with pale white skin perhaps 19 yelled back “Don’t PATRONIZE us, what…what are they gonna DO!? I’m a VIRGIN” tugging at her chins and cocking her leg over her knee in a vain attempt to hide her charms
Diana had a head ache and was in no mood to quibble “Your going to get put up on a stage in front of about 1000 people be sold like that horse and by tonight your new owner is going to be screwing what little brains you HAVE out!.
The women quieted and stood chained with their arms over their head, completely naked in the bare room with only a bare incandescent lightbulb as light. Some of the women wept quietly, the rest tried to find a position of comfort. Outside they could hear a lot of activity, muffled voices, the sound of things, moving.
When the door finally opened, several fit young men dressed in leather vests that showed off well-muscled arms and chests, and leather skirts with Caligae, roman style footwear, entered. Each man carried what looked like fine, filigree silver chains and a kind of whip, with a wooden handle and a wide leather strap. A darker skinned, he looked like a native American, with several eagle feathers in his braided just black hair addressed the women.
“If I may have your attention, you may address me as the quaestor though if your wise you will speak ONLY when spoken TO; for what it is worth, welcome to the final step in your journey. It will not be long now, until your sale and our genuine gratitude. We are here to prepare you for eventual sale to your new masters. The profits from your sale, will allow many men to retire and pursue their interests.”
There were several groans and women who went nearly hysterical, and the quaestor waited patiently for them to regain their composure.
“Get your outbursts over now… You will adapt to your new life as property, and most of you will come to enjoy your new life, more than your old one. You will be freed from the worry of how you will eat, keep warm, or even the worry of being a single mother. You will enjoy the carnal pleasures of sex without any responsibility other than seeing to the pleasure and comfort of your masters. In a moment, we will come around to prepare you to process.” He paused to pick up a one of the fine silver chains “You will be paced in a coffle. These chains will connect each of you to your sisters, and you will be led thru the market for the customers to see you, to your display area to await your turn on the block.”
The quaestor smiled and walked to a mother daughter pair, sliding his hand along the daughter’s silken red hair and down to her bare shoulder “So you will not be shocked and incur punishment, you will be prepared. Most of you have been touched intimately and you will continue to allow this. The only limit is they may not copulate with you, until after your sale. I would suggest you encourage this with your feminine charms unless you want to be sold to a lower-class buyer who may not value your body as much. Remember you are not being sold for your brains and you are no longer a person. You are property.”
The quaestor nodded and his assistance spread out to begin the process. With their wrists locked over their heads, Diana watched. Most of the assistance were shockingly young, but they were gentle. One went up to the red headed mother and daughter. Blushing, the 2 females stood as the male slid his hand down the younger girl’s belly between her legs gently cupping her pussy in his hand and enjoying the feel.
Almost instinctively now, the young girl spread her legs to give him better access. The young man smiled gently taking one of her labia between his thumb and forefinger to gently feel her flesh, enjoying the blush on the girl and her mother.
His fingers gently slid between the two lips, as mom watched her daughters sex begin running down her inner thighs. “Like that?” the young assistant asked, moving in so his other hand could play with the younger girl’s nipple rings.
“Yes” the mother and daughter answered in unison…the mother looking aghast as she realized she had not only been conditioned to respond but that she had been getting pleasure watching the stranger molest her daughter.
The young man laughed “Don’t worry about it mom…” he gently slapped the younger girl’s thigh causing the naked young girl to spread her thighs more. Then he lifted the hood of the girl’s clitoris and attached the filigree chain to the clit ring there before sliding the chain between the daughter’s legs to attach to the mother’s clit ring. “It’s better you start being honest about your guilty pleasures. I have it on good authority, that your ex-husband, her father, will be bidding on the two of you. By tonight you’re both likely to be on your knees rat his feet. “
Smiling, now that the two women were attached clit ring to clit ring, he unlocked their wrists, and rebound them behind their back with simple black leather thongs. Admiring his work, he swatted the mother on the ass and moved to Diana. The lad was slightly shorter than her and they regarded each other. Suddenly his hand reached out and grabbed her heck and pulled her forward. Their lips met and his tongue forced its way into her mouth.
Diana, despite the situation was surprised to feel the young man’s tongue forcing her’s aside in her own mouth and she tried to pull away, feeling his warm lips crushing her’s.
The young man squeezed her neck hard yanking her forward, off her feet so she fell toward him hanging by her wrists on her tippy toes.
Diana felt the man’s lips smile as his free hand slipped up to caress her breast, squeezing it firmly as he thrust his tongue in deep enough, she almost gagged. The only thing Diana could do is try to use her tongue to gain control, but every time she moved it to try and press against the invader, the man would twist or move his own so her tongue would slip against his.
The young man kept the woman before him off balance, while he had that he had absolute control, turning his head aside and using his lips to open both their mouths he deepened the aggressive his…straining to get to the back of her throat.
Diana knew she could not bite. While it would be satisfying to rip the tongue from his mouth, she knew that would only bring retaliation. She felt his hand tighten on the back of her neck, the nails beginning to dig furrows and the hair twisting threatening to pull it out by its roots. The message was clear…. submit or else. Reluctantly her tongue submitted to the invader….and she begin to passively suckle on his tongue.
The young man smiled and twisted his mouth, grinding his lips against her and controlling her for long moments, his tongue exploring within her cheeks, her teeth, under her tongue, the back of her throat.
When he finally broke the kiss, Diana found herself panting from the pure animalistic passion. Getting her feet beneath her, she took the weight from her wrists and spread her knees, allowing the man access to her bare labia, as the other 2 had. And as with the mother daughter, he took the opportunity to feel her intimately before attaching the chain to her own clit ring.
What surprised her is next in line was the horse! The man attached her chain to the bridle of the racehorse whose ears perked forward.
“Are you crazy? If that horse bolts, or even tosses his head too high, it will RIP the ring from my flesh! How would you like the head of your penis ripped off?”
The young man simply smiled “there is enough chain to keep slack, I would suggest as you process… you keep your mind on keeping enough slack in front of and behind you.”
He smiled gripping her bare shoulders forcefully, before gentling his touch and caressing her shoulders; sliding his hands down her bare arms to draw her wrists together. Diana felt him cross her wrists above her unblemished bare butt, and the butter soft bands of tough leather.
The young man expertly looped it around her flesh. She felt him tying the knots and that easily, she was trussed.
All told, it took the men over an hour to build the coffle. Over 100 women attached clit ring to clit ring, with horses, dogs and even a prize bull. The message was clear. The women were to be considered no different than livestock. Only the purpose being different.
At the next station, gold filigree chains were attached between the women’s 2 nipple rings, and before they were brought before the door, a man stood with olive oil…oiling up the woman’s bodies so they glistened in the light.
Once in line, the men opened the 2 large doors. Light flooded in from the Madison Square Garden complex. With a dog collar and leash, the black actress, Whitney Huston’s daughter, followed by her mother, were led out into the hallways. Both had been reported as Suicides…both were now naked in chains.
The Amazon in Diana burned with resentment, but she had to admit, between the bare bottom of the woman walking in front of her, the horse behind and trying to keep the exact right step, and a loop of slack in her chain so she did not rip her clitoris off… it kept her from spreading her attention to much.
The Garden were laid out likesome perverted, science fiction convention. Diana would have never believed that there were so many…SICK people. ALL these people had to know that purpose of this gathering. To buy and sell PEOPLE… specifically WOMEN. The complete and total objectification. And yet here they were. Men in suits, in leather period clothing, Women in Suits, dresses, costumes. There were vendors. One had leather “ponygirl” gear, complete with a woman clad in leather, a horse mask, hooven boots and gloves and an equine tail…actually being bred by a similarly clad ponyBOY, while several people watched.
Dana almost stumbled watching the boy mounted “pony style” on the woman’s back, his phallus thrusting in and out of the bare sex of the girl…There was no condom, no control…it did not take the male long to climax and withdraw to the cheering on lookers. They were actually breeding a man and a woman LIKE horses.
Other booths had discipline gear, some had pleasure toys…all hawking their wares. One booth, with the name “Seen not heard” specialized in gags and hoods. Most were penis gags with animal muzzles that fitted to a woman’s face and one sign, proclaimed ball gags didn’t work, invest in a ring gag.
Frustrated, Diana cast her eyes up looking for Fox…. he would find a way to make himself known.
Diana did see people she recognized. She could not believe her eyes… She was recognizing US Senators, Congressmen… MILITARY SENIOR STAFF officers! GOVERNORS…all she had worked with. They were all here, PARTICIPATING. The elite of the country!
It was almost halfway around the stadium before she made it out…Daniel! and Fox was standing by him! Daniel made eye contact, making a quiet motion with his finger by his mouth.
As they approached the “display area” Diana got a look at the auction block. A large wooden stage in the center of the stadium, covered in saw dust. Above it, a jumbotron to show off the merchandise and lots of spotlights. The sight surprised even a seasoned crime fighter, the house was packed, standing room only. How could so many people attend and approve of selling PEOPLE.
Diana’s attention was yanked back as she felt one of the handlers tug the leash on her nipple rings. The young man sneering.
“Enjoying the sight? Don’t worry you are going to get a firsthand close up look at that auction block. Step over here to the display area WONDER woman.”
The naked women stood in a large display area, a place for the “buyers” to window shop and examine the goods before bidding. The area was designed to have various ways to put a woman’s most intimate anatomy on full display.
Mrs. Huston and her daughter had daughter were made to kneel facing each other on a pad that had 2 metal camps sent in the floor that secured over the calf and ankle, preventing the woman from rising. The two black women then had their wrists were then bound behind them, and their nipple rings attached to each other by a short gold chain, so they had to stay at a high kneel. The ensemble ended with a head harness with a large ball gag that forced the women’s faces together as if kissing and kept them silent.
The woman that had originally owned the racehorse was secured to the same post that her stolen steed was tied to. Again, forced to kneel, her forearms were forced into two long shackles that ran from her wrist to her elbows above her head, again forcing her to kneel.
A young man lead Diana to a large frame leading her to stand within it. A shackle attached to a chain was first placed on each bare ankle. When a crank was turned...Diana was forced to open her stance widely. Next a similar manacle was attached to each of her wrists, before her wrists were freed. When the slack was taken up, Diana found herself spread like an eagle, exposed. They were kind enough to allow her feet to keep her weight, instead of suspending her taught within the frame, which would have been infinitely more uncomfortable.
Each woman had a sign with their portrait placed to their right. Diana’s read:
Princess Diana of Themyscira
AKA: Diana Prince, Secret Identity of Wonder Woman
Top Secret Clearance and Justice League Password: Hyppogriff0nA23
Virginity Status: Not
Bidding to open at 1B.
Now secured, Diana stood in the display area. She watched the first woman lead out by her clit leash onto the auction floor. She looked nervous, her head down with her wrists tied behind her back, she disappeared thru the doors.
Diana heard the cheers go up and imagined the girl walked out where tens of thousands of complete strangers were getting a view of her body, each one wanting to have intimate pleasure with her in any way they desired and wither having no say what so ever. She heard the mumbling of what must be the auctioneer.
Wonder Woman, still standing in the center of the display area, lights on her, watched people began to inspect the goods.
A table beside her spread form sported different gags and hoods that the patrons could place on her.
Different men and women would walk up and take a selfie with her and she detached herself as if in a dream until she felt two warm hands on her cool breasts, the thumbs gently caressing her nipples and looked up to see a familiar uniform, with an unfamiliar face.
A young man smiled at her, he wore an old WWII uniform festooned with a chest full of medals and wore Lieutenant General stars, but the name made Diana gasp. “General Blakenship?” She could see it in his face, the ISS General she had fought beside with Colonel Steve Trevor.
The man smiled back “Yes Diana, how nice of you to remember me. Considering you were content to let me die of old age.”
He reached out and slid his bare hands up her ides and under her soft breasts, gently taking one on each hand and allowing his thumbs to once again circle her areole and nipple before bending in openly kiss and suckle her nipples.
Diana felt his soft warm lips, and a twinge of maternal instincts as she was suckled upon. When the man straightened, there was a dribble of milk down his chin, and a smile “You gave birth recently! I am willing to bet before your capture, no man, even Steve Trevor got to even SEE these?” he gently caressed around the bare skin and rubbed his smooth cheek against her breast “Did they?”
Diana stared at the young man, she could ask him some secret detail, but something told her this was indeed her old friend and commander. She shook her head no “How...how can you be so young? And…why YOU?”
Smiling the General took out a kerchief, and daubed at his chin “You know, until a few months ago, I had never had human milk…in fact the thought of it rather repulsed me. But now that I have had it…it’s like cow milk, after you have had a whole bowl of frosted flakes.”
He smiled and moved on capturing the back of her neck in his hand and pressing deep kiss again on her lips.
He dropped one of his hand to let his fingers gently explore her labia.
Diana could taste hints of her own sweet milk. She tugged at the chains holding her, trying to twist her body but he squeezed her neck and twisted her head to the side just enough to make her wince and stop moving.
Wonder Woman whimpered, hearing a cheer thru the walls as the first sale was apparently completed.
The General took his time, she could feel the heat of his body, the stiffness of his arousal thru his breeches against her thigh. He broke the kiss only when he was ready, stepping back and panting, bringing his fingers to his face to smell her scent on his hand from between her legs. He closed his eyes “you have no idea how LONG; I have dreamed of doing that Diana?”
Opening his eyes the General looked at her, taking a slow walk around her, smiling as others moved about the floor looking at women, a large crowd gathered to watch him.
She felt his hands caress her ass “How can I be so young you asked?”
As he walked behind her talking, Diana tried to turn her head to follow, but soon he was out of sight and she felt his warm hand caress ger flank. He gently ran that hand along the soft skin over her rump as if petting a beast and she felt his thumb grasp her cheek and gently part it before stepping closer and sliding the hand over her taught stomach making gentle circles, his finger slipping into her navel as she felt his lips kiss her neck and he whispered.
“I’ve been to Themyscria.”
His hand slipped up under her breast gently to hold it, feel its weight “Between your milk, that island’s waters and Dr. Mengele’s science, I was rejuvenated.”
He detached from her embrace and walked back into her sight, his eyes still wandering freely over her form. Diana stared back, not struggling, more dumbfounded “But…you were my friend…my alley. We fought the Nazi’s together… Why would you do this?”
The General crossed his arms “Let me ask you something Wonder Woman, it’s no secret, you loved Colonel Trevor… answer me truthfully, did you ever share your bed with him?”
Diana felt the heat on her nude body “No…”
General Blankenship nodded “I wanted you Diana, even as an older man, But I respected you. What did I get? Retired, from commanding millions of men, to being unable to get the paperboy to deliver my newspaper. While you continued on, my health declined, and you forgot me to history. So, when I was contacted to go on a military recon mission, and command again, in exchange for another chance at youth?” He smiles appreciatively “I can’t afford you Wonder Woman, but I cannot wait to see you smiling up from the feet of your new master…”
Then he leaned in once again to kiss her cheek “I will see you soon Wonder Woman…”
Diana glared, “This is NOT the end General…you will regret your choices!”
It rankled her that her WWII commander did not even look back. From then on, there were masses of people, male and female, that circulated among the captive women and livestock. Diana was shocked by how many she knew. Senators, Congressmen, diplomats, clergy. All of them affluent. The captive women would have attendants come up and slather them again with fresh scented oils and Vaseline so that they shimmered like diamonds in the bright lights and then they would be led out in small coffles. When the door opened the sounds of the crowds and the auctioneer would come clear, until the doors swung closed, muffing the sounds again.
Slowly Diana began to get numb to the pawing and fondling. Never in her life had so many mouths sampled her breasts, so many hands spread her nether lips, or caress her like some kind of pet.
The room was nearly empty, when a familiar face swung into her vision, and her heart skipped a beat.
“Daniel!” she hissed softly “What took you so long? Where have you been?”
Daniel was dressed in a coverall had two buckets, one with oil scented like Orange Blossoms, the other full of thick petroleum jelly. He knelt at her feet and began slathering her legs with the oils.
“I’m sorry, this is larger than we expected, my gods the entire GOVERNMENT looks to be in on this! We can’t take the chance… if we bust this, we can stop 90% of world slavery forever!”
Diana shivered as the man worked his way up her legs with the warm scented oil, her sex getting moist against her will...but it was welcome, it was a friend so she was a little conflicted “I know…what is the plan?”
Daniel pressed his lips together as he dipped his entire hand in the warm oil and then began to liberally slather it over the bound amazon’ spread thighs and between her ass cheeks. “I have agents outside, including Interpol… They are saving you for right after the intermission…First they will auction the horse… then you will be up next.” He gently continued to caress his hands over her smooth Labia…working it up and down softly… soothingly, pleased to see his friend close her eyes and relax into the caresses.
Diana realized with a start the heat surging thru her thighs and that Daniel was taking way too much time there “Daniel!” she whispered harshly.
The man blinked and blushed “Um…Sorry, I am human…
Diana nodded as she felt his hands continue to oil her breasts, back and shoulders. “I suppose I can’t blame you.
Daniel continued “This is the first chance I have had to get to you…Listen, I am going to ‘purchase’ you, everyone will be here for YOUR auction…but I need time to get out of these coveralls, they will never believe I am a milti trillionaire in this get up and we need to identify the guy who sent Actaeon Davies after you… so you are going to have to…put on a bit of a show…”
Diana blinked “you mean you want me to...” she took a deep breath “you just make sure you get EVERYONE, especially that bastard Actaeon, and General Blankenship...he KNOWs the location of my sisters Daniel…we CAN’T let that out…The Amazon’s would go to war!”
Daniel finished and stood up “I understand Diana, trust me this is almost over.”
After he left. Two attendance came in, one taking the stallion, Careless Keeper’s bridle, the other releasing Diana, after tying her hands behind her back and attaching her ‘clit leash’. The slipped a black leather harness under her breasts to “lift and sperate” them to better display her charms and a set of pain iron ankle shackles.
When the door opened, Careless reared a bit, and Diana was hit with the smell of incense and light. The stadium full. They walked her in the wings, as she passed the former performers, Whitney Huston and her daughter. A man dressed as a 1700’s plantation owner, had them both naked. Whitney knelt bound while her daughter was mounted by her “white master” the sight turned Diana’s stomach.
As they approached the stage, the magnificent stallion was led out, and the crowd cheered. Up on the Jumbotron, the equine’s pedigree was shown together with a close up of its face, and a live panoramic of its body. An auctioneer dressed in roman period garb. A red tunic held tucked by a wide black leather belt. The man looked as if he was descended from Hercules himself. Powerful arms, but not musclebound. Dark hair, with leather gauntlets. In his hand he held, coiled, a thick leather bullwhip. He gently took the halter of the animals and laid his hand on it’s neck leading it out “That’s a big fella” he smiles, his voice resonating thru the stadium over the PA system “That’s it” he smiles leading the animal out gently. “Come on Fella….”
“Gentlemen!” she announced over the loudspeakers, actually ignoring the female patrons who were there bidding “You may recognize this animal! Yes, this is Careless Keeper! Competition show dressage winner! Previously raised and owned by the LAST animal up here that was just purchased by Mr. Kevin Plank!”
A cheer went up as a young man in a tailored suit stood up waving, at his feet in a ‘human bridle’ knelt the young woman who was the subject of the conversation, the “reins” in Mr. Plank’s hand.
“Now… you can see here this is an incredible Friesian Snow-White Stallion, very rare as most Friesian’s are solid Black.”
Diana watched as he slid his hand along the animal’s flank, walking behind it and around to the front. He took the stallions head in his hands and pealed back the lips “as you can see, the animal has been well cared for, and has won every show award that it has been shown in”
The auctioneer slid a hand down the horse’s foreleg, calming the nervous animal and allowing it to nuzzle the top of his head, the great equine neck arching beautifully. “The animal is 20 hands high at the weathers” he picked up a foreleg “Good stance, well cared for hooves, HAND raised from a foal by THAT woman” he pointed down to the kneeling woman, who was being fitted with her own “ponygirl” bit and bridle by Mr. Plank”
“Now what am I bid for this fine destrier? Shall we start at 500,000? Do I hear 500,000? I have 500,000! 550,000? 600,000! A fine animal.”
Diana stood in in the wings stark naked wither hands bound behind her back watching the bidding progress. They had made the arena very warm so that the naked women were not shivering. Her confidence was finally truly shaken. Athena herself had taught her that fear was useless, it paralyzed the mind; but her confidence was shaken. The thought of being displayed and sold, like property, like an animal…infuriated her, but…they knew her home Island, they had raped her, repeatedly, forced her to serve, he gave birth to a SON by Acteon… What should she do? Her eyes searched desperately for Daniel and Mr. Fox. The Agents had to be here. She would have to put her faith in other heroes. In ordinary men.
“SOLD! For 1.2 Million to Mr. Plank… Congratulations Sir!” He led the stallion down to where it’s previous owner now wore tack identical to the stallion itself.
Suddenly, Acteon Davies stood before her, a nostalgic smile on his face and a light black leather dog leash in his hand. Diana was so nervous she went to her toes when she felt his warm fingers slide between her legs and part her labia to lift the clit ring and attach the leash.
“I told you Strike three, after this, I will retire in style….and I would like to thank you for that night, in my bed.” He gently tugged the leash, causing Diana to wince at the pressure on the sensitive sex organ and she began to walk.
“And NOW!” the auctioneer held up his hand “For the sale you have ALL been waiting for!” he pointed off the auction block.
Diana emerged into a spotlight without a stitch, her skin glistening like an oiled pig led by her cunt as she felt the sawdust under her bare feet. A cheer rising from the audience as if the winning touchdown at the super bowl. On the Jumbotron, the camera zoomed in showing her walking her bare legs moving, her feet against the sawdust, looking around almost dazed as she was led up.
Lights flashed as the patrons took pictures of her and the Auctioneer gently took the leash from Acteon, and led her to the auction block “Easy now girl” he cooked gently stroking the side of her face the same way he had done to the horse. “This won’t be so bad...”
Diana pulled away slightly, looking as if she were startled, when really, she just did not want his filthy hands on her.
The Auctioneer laughed and walked behind her, she could feel his hand on her flank, and squeeze an ass cheek as he walked behind. “Yes Gentlemen, Wonder Woman herself…Diana Prince!”
On the Jumbotron, Diana could see a picture of herself standing naked, and…they had gotten a picture of her 9 mos. pregnant. Three views, Front, profile and rear, and beside it all of her information. Height, Weight, her personal passwords for all her government accounts. All on public display.
Diana’s eyes looked out at the grinning audience. It would not be long now…. these animals would be arrested, where was Daniel…Where was Fox?”
The Auctioneer stepped in front of her “gentlemen, we will start the bidding at 1 billion dollars….US. just think of it, Wonder Woman herself…your personal pleasure slave…we have already obtained every bit of information.
In front of her, her old Ally, General Blakenship raised his hand “I don’t have it, but I want to be the FIRST to put a bid on her.
The Auctioneer laughed “! Billion, Do I hear! Billion 100 million?”
Diana stood awkwardly, searching the crowd, where were they? Then her eyes Fixed on one of the Suites…. Sitting there in what could only be called a Throne, was Vandal Savage, at his feet, naked with a Human version of a Falcon’s hood, knelt Shayera, Hawkwoman. Her hooded head was down in submission, with a tuft of feathers on its crown, her knees spread, chest out, the backs of her hands on each thigh palms up as if in supplication. Good when this was over, she could rescue Shayera as well.
Her auction was up to almost 2 billion when her eyes fixed on the people right in front of her. Daniel, Fox, and a plain looking woman pushed right up to the auction block. The 2 men were clad in conservative 3-piece suits, while the woman was in a plain blouse and skirt, a cameo of a woman in profile on her neck.
Unknown to her, Diana’s posture changed She stood a bit straighter, more confident, unconsciously taking her “heroine stance’ with her heels shoulder width apart even if her hands were bound ad impotent behind her.
The bidding increased, and she watched worriedly as a fat Asian man put the bid at 2.5 million and cast her eyes to Daniel. Daniel stood talking too Mr. Fox, and the woman.
From behind her she felt the auctioneer, the leather bull whip now in his right-hand reach around and slip his hands under her breasts, lifting and separating them
“Gentlemen, this is WONDER WOMAN we are talking about, 2.5 billion to have THIS at your feet, a one of a kind?”
Diana blushed as his left hand squeezed her nipple causing white milk to dribble down her breast and abdomen. This was the most humiliating thing she had ever experienced as they looked at her as some kind of prize cow.
She could do nothing as the bidding soared to 3 billion, the smiling fat Asian still leading the pack and felt the auctioneer’s left hand slip down her abdomen, knowing what was coming, his index and middle finger parted her bare labia, displaying it as the camera zoomed up on the Jumbotron to display her charms, feeling the breeze on her labia minora as her full body blushed.
“S…stop!” she hissed “have you no SHAME?”
Under his breath the Auctioneer growled “Quiet cow, and show off the goods”
He grasped her bound writs and yanked them upwards, causing her to bend at the waist he pushed her forward and spun her around so her back was to the crowd, and she felt his hands spread her smooth ass cheeks.
Looking up at the Jumbotron, she was brought nearly too tears as the tight, unblemished pucker of her own anus and the smooth clam of her sex were displayed to all.
Diana heard Daniel’s voice for the first time “3.2 Billion!”
“ahh a NEW bidder!” the Auctioneer pointed with the coiled whip.
“3.3!” called the Asian, looking annoyed, he had obviously thought he had won.
“3.5!” Diana recognized an older nemesis, Silver Swan as she smiled trimphantly.
“I am offered 3.5 Billion…do I hear 4?”
There was a pause. Diana staring at the silver winged super villainess.
Diana looked to Daniel…who seemed to be…Thinking? The Asian was getting red in the face trying to make his way to the villainess.
“Come everyone” The auctioneer smiled “You can NOT let this chattel go for a mere 3.5 Billion. Observe the responsiveness of this filly….
Dana watched warily as the Auctioneer took his coiled whip from his hip.
“You…wouldn’t DARE damage the merchandise” she took a step back, unsure of what was going to happen.
The Auctioneer smiled “Damage?” and took the curve of the supple whip, right by the handle and slid the butter soft leather under her nipple.
Diana blinked as she felt the nipple grow turgid, growing and stiffening like a male erection.
The auctioneer smiled sliding the butter soft warm leather over her breast and along her side
“Did you know the handle of an REAL bull whip, a whip like THIS one, is made from the...” the smooth lips slid down her exposed belly going lower and loser and gentle soft circles, “dried penis of an actual bull…”
As he finished his sentence, he saw the woman before him picturing the phallus in her mind and took that opportunity to take the supple curve of leather and expertly circle her clit.
Diana was caught completely by surprise; the stimulation of her sensitive organ caused her uterus to contract in a wage of passionate pleasure. To her shame in humiliation a loud moan escaped her lips as she doubled over.
The Auctioneer had to grip herby the arm to keep her from going to her knees as she trembled in a public orgasm.
She felt both thighs become soaked as her fluids flowed freely down her inner thighs and she stood on stage trembling with beautiful little convulsions, climaxing in front of the entire crowd, Her orgasm lasting for nearly 15 seconds before she could stand, panting and glistening with sweat and oil, standing in a puddle of her own juices.
“4 Billion!” the Asian Roared
“4.5” Came Silver Swan, Causing the Asian to curse “She will be MINE you feathered CHICKEN!
“4.75” the fat Asian exclaimed staring greedily at the naked princess.
“10 Billion!” Diana looked up It was Daniel.
There was a collective gasp. And the Auctioneer yanked on Dina’s shoulder, his fingers crushing her biceps “stand up…get your feet under you wench…that’s it”
“I am offered 10 Billion for the wench from Thesmyscaria! Do I hear more? Going once…. Going Twice…. SOLD!” He smiled grasping Diana’s arm and walking her down to her friend.
Though naked Diana was relieved to be off that stage. She felt Danial grasp her under one bare arm, and Fox, grab her under her right, the strange woman walking behind her giving her a critical look as they began to hustle her to an area, she assumed aprivate area to restore her modesty and free her.
Diana, her hands still bound behind her by the crude cord, felt herself lifted up on her toes, her ankles hobbled she fell supported only by the two men as Daniel and Jake manhandled her forward. A Sharp swat on her ass from the woman behind snug her cheeks as the woman sneered “step it up sweet cheeks!”
Diana grunted confused, without her girdle and bracelets, she was normal strength and took normal damage. Jake and Daniels grasp on her upper arms were bruising, and with her ankles hobbled they half dragged her, scraping the tops of her feet getting along the saw dust of the floor before they came to a stop in the middle of the display area and lifted her to get her feet beneath her. This was not a private area, she was still naked and bound.
Diana glared “By the Gods Daniel I know you had to keep up appearances…but that hurt!”
Jake stood looking at the ground as Diana watched Actaeon Davies walking up holding their son in his arms, the infant playing with two cashier’s checks and flanked by Hans and General Blankenship. Diana wore her own smug smile “Now Untie me, I want to arrest Acteon PERSONALLY… and who is this woman?
General Blankenship grinned, as Daniel kept hold of the super heroine and ignored her. “for a Super Heroine, not very bright, is she?”
Hans smiles “In a few moments we will be lowering that IQ even more.”
Diana’s smile began to fade “Jake? Daniel? What…is going on here?”
The DIA director looked up an embarrassed and contrite expression on his face “The woman behind you is…my wife…Holly…”
Standing naked, the women from the auction around her being placed in various forms of bondage for “shipment” Diana began to get a feeling of dread “You…are betraying me, aren’t you?”
The middle-aged man looked up uncomfortably “I…never intended to…but YOU blew my cover….”
“What? HOW?” Diana now bent half over her bonds biting her wrists.
Acteon smiled holding up two checks for off shore accounts and placing a hand on Daniel’s shoulder “Diana…I’d like you to meet my employer, the one who hired me to capture and break you.
Unbelieving, Diana’s eyes went to her partner “You? But...how… you don’t have THAT kind of money?”
Daniel chuckled smugly “Wonder Woman, I have WANTED you since the first day I saw you in the News, since my son had posters of you in his room, as for my money, that’s where you are wrong….Ever heard of the American gangster Frank Lucas? The man was famous for realizing you heroes, and law enforcement, only look for people who are flaunting their wealth and power. I mean think of it, Lex Luthor, Cheetah, all were trying to take over the world. All I want is my own personal dreams and desires, and if you have enough money, and information, you can hire others…” He paused to use both hands as if presenting Acteon Davies “to get you want you want.”
Understanding began to dawn on Diana as tears began to well in her eyes…what had she done.
“So you took a job, in Washington DC…Law enforcement, as a ordinary field agent…YOU’RE the mole!” the wet tears rolling down her cheeks.
Daniel smiled enjoying the sight of the weeping heroine
“Where information leaks like a sieve, and the men of supposed power come to trade and seek secrets. I am likely one of the wealthiest men on the planet.”
Holly smiled and cupped Diana’s chin, lifting her face to look into Diana’s eyes “And when you called Daniel…you tipped your hand. Daniel showed me the video of you tempting my HUSBAND to FUCK you!”
Holly pursed her lips and spat directly in Diana’s face. She smiled watching the clear fluid slide down her cheek with the heroine’s tears.
Diana Stammered “B... but I was UNCONCIOUS…we had….” Sniff “had to… my Homeland…please…”
“Had to keep up appearances?” Holly finished for her, backing up to inspect the heroine “Sill Jake, I can hardly keep from forgiving you, it WAS just once, and I can see how her perfect body, almost tempts even me and I am not a lesbian. I am going to ENJOY thinking of you serving as the slut you are.
Jake Fox looked genuinely troubled “I...I’m sorry Wonder Woman, I genuinely am...I have ALWAYS sacrificed myself for other but….”
“But He is not going to lose his wife, because of indiscretion, nor will I have my family stalked by SUPER villains” Holly finished.
Jake foxed watched his wife gesture around her “possibly waiting to be sold in a place like THIS. No…. Jake Fox has scarified enough for others and this country…
Diana was truly numb now…was there n one to help her “But…the world NEEDS, Wonder Woman.”
There was a familiar voice and Diana turned her head to look for it. Gal Gadot, clad in her complete Wonder Woman outfit strolled up “And the world will HAVE one.
General Blankenship walked up and slid his arm around the actress’s waist “Wonder Woman…meet your replacement. Ms. Gadot will BE Wonder Woman, she has already sat in on some of the depleted Justice League meetings, the last Senior member I believe? Now that Batman and Superman have gone missing? Giving much needed GUIDANCE to Mr. Barry Allen and the others, but she is on OUR pay role.”
Gadot smiled taking the golden lasso off her hip “I will be a famous actress, a super heroine, immortal AND wealthy” she smiled slipping the golden lariat around Jake Fox. “And Jake will forget ANY of this…. Including his romp with you. He will retire a highly decorated hero, well compensated… leaving Daniel to take the director’s position.
Diana trembled now in front of the grinning men. “My Home…my FAMILY…. Use the lasso…PLEASE I tell the truth, I will GIVE you anything…let me save my home….”
Daniel now approached. His face was a mask of genuine compassion and concern, as he took Diana’s chin in his hand “Throughout your ordeal… has anyone lied or misled you even once. All agreements have been kept?”
Diana began “I know I know but…”
Daniel silenced her with a firm but gentle grip on her chin “yes or no…”
“No… none of you have lied to me”
Daniel took and placed the golden lasso around himself…. The New Wonder Woman smiling and saying, “you are compelled to tell the truth.”
Daniel looked into Diana’s eyes “You will begiven one more chance to save yourself and your home… do you believe me?”
Diana was still terrified, she had never been like this before, but she felt a flicker of hope...as she nodded “Yes.”
Daniel smiled and had them remove the lasso. At a nod, a white US Post Office crate was brought up…it had airholes in it and was labeled “Live Lab animals”
Diana looked at it, it looked like a coffin, it was lined with foam rubber, batteries, and 2 oxygen tanks. Hans approached holding what looked like a gas mask, with a display for the eyes.
Diana shrank back slightly as she felt General Blankenship release her wrists from bondage. Diana rubbed her wrists and looked at the mask that Hans held out. “this…is the same device you used to erase Hawk woman’s freewill….
Daniel smiled and nodded “put it on Diana. The gas will keep you unconscious while the device works on your mind. It is the same commands and programming you helped us develop for Hawk Woman. We are going to ship you out of the country like a lab animal…remember the programming can’t work…until your next climax… when we will start transferring some of your IQ from you...to us….
Diana looked around. Most of the women from the auction, were unconscious, wearing a mask. Folded naked within the crates which were being nailed shut.
Acteon smiled and stroked her breast “Put it on Diana…and dream of your new life under the feet of your master… Our son will be my protégé, he will be free, and you WILL see him again after I have taught him all my secrets, you may even end up kissing HIS feet.
“I…will have one more chance?”
“My word” Daniel nodded.
Diana whimpered “T…thank you...master” slipping the device over her head.
General Blankenship put his hand over her mask smiling as he made sure the seal was tight “Now…Inhale Deeply Wonder Woman.
She took a deep breath, and the gas smelled…sweet, like evergreens. The 4 men and 2 women watched, smiling. She inhaled deeply again, feeling her nervousness subsiding. Things felt better…relaxed.
They watched her, smiling…aroused… …until the naked woman began to fold. Hans moving to grip her wrist so that the naked woman slowly fell over his shoulder, ass up, her bald pussy lips pressed between her thighs and exposed.
The General smiled “that was worth everything, I have ever gotten, we finally have her…” Daniel took the honor of activating the masks’ mind altering mechanism, and the screen before her eyes blanked out….lights lighting up around her skull as the advanced device began rewireing the woman’s brain.
Hans walked over to her shipping crate, and gently laid her within…laying there glistening with oil, a clear rubberized sheet slipping over her. A little heat caused the rubber to constrict around her, leaving only her head out, but the rest of her body was squeezed to show off every detail of her naked body.
After checking the gas supply tanks, and the power backups…another layer of foam rubber obscured Wonder Woman and They each took a hammer nailing the lid on.
Finally finished. An assistant arrived with a dolly and removed the crate to the local post office. Sarah departed with her husband for retirement.
Acteon shook Daniel hand “I will be heading for my island if you need me.
Daniel smiled “you have done everything I could have wanted…enjoy your retirement and your trophies my friend.
Acteon retrieved the checks out of his sleeping son’s hands “easiest and most pleasant money I ever made.
Daniel turned to General Blankenship. “General…assemble your troops. I want Thesimiscaria secured before February.