Sir Lancerherlots can be reached via email at lagator@my-deja.com
Note - This story was written a few years ago while I was still “feeling my way.” It’s pretty straightforward with no major surprises. But Vladi’s kind words have encouraged me to send it in. If it looks familiar, perhaps it’s because it was originally up on a different website that no longer caters to superheroine fiction. That said, I’ve altered the ending somewhat. Some people wrote, saying they were disappointed with the finish. I was, too, so I rewrote it.
that said, the character of Wonder Woman is owned by Warner Brothers/DC Comics. This is purely for entertainment purposes and NOT for profit. If reposted, please give appropriate credit where it is due. Also, this tale is not meant to condone kidnapping, threatening or any other evil deed … unless it is against a superheroine. After all, this is just a fantasy.
CHAPTER ONE
Understanding the ways of men still baffled Wonder Woman. She had been in "Man's World" for more than 50 years, yet she was still surprised by some of the things men did. Rather, how women in this world remained subservient to men.
For example, just last night she had to break up a couple that was fighting. Wonder Woman watched from a nearby rooftop as the argument began. It started as simple bickering but quickly escalated into a physical confrontation. Before long, the man hit his pregnant "girlfriend" in the face sending her to the ground, helpless. Quickly, the Amazon princess leaped off the rooftop and landed between the two. She adopted her "power pose," placing her hands on her hips with her legs spread shoulder-length apart.
"Now, is that any way to treat a lady?" she asked mockingly. The man charged her, but Wonder Woman was more than ready. She picked the attacker up and slammed him against the brick wall of a nearby abandoned building, knocking him out cold.
Wonder Woman was about to take him into custody when the victim screamed at her. "Stop hurting Darrin! Stop beating up my man!" she said. Wonder Woman froze and eyed the woman. She was practically a child. She couldn't have been more than 17 and was already at least six months pregnant. She had bruises on her face, and not just the ones incurred in this encounter. One eye was nearly swollen shut and tears streamed down her face.
"Why?" Wonder Woman asked. "Why should I not arrest him?"
"It-it-it's my f-f-f-fault," the woman stammered through the tears. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, tattered white jeans and a faded purple T-shirt. "I brought it on-on-on myself."
"No one deserves what he was doing to you," Wonder Woman thought, but she knew telling that to this girl would not do any good. Wonder Woman just eyed the woman for 10 long seconds and said only, "What's your name?"
"Ka-Ka-Kathy," the girl finally got out.
"Kathy, you may think you don't deserve better, but think about your child," Wonder Woman said. "Doesn't your future son or daughter deserve a better life? Think about that. Please. Go to a shelter. Get some help. Get some medical attention. Take care of yourself and your baby, even if this scum won't." Kathy only nodded her head, trying to stifle her tears.
Wonder Woman then turned to the man, who was beginning to come around. She scooped him up off his feet by the collar, holding his face inches from hers. "As for you, if I see you doing this to ANY other woman, you will know the full wrath of an Amazon." The man only groaned as Wonder Woman dropped him unceremoniously on his butt, then leaped back to the top of the building.
That was last night. It wasn't the first (or probably the last) time Wonder Woman had seen something like that. She knew from experience she couldn't make someone get help that didn't want it and the Amazon knew if she had brought the man in, his girlfriend would have probably spent whatever food money she had posting bail for the louse. It was a difficult situation, but embarrassing and scaring the men sometimes worked. If it didn't set them straight, it usually woke the woman up enough to either get out of the "relationship" or start asserting herself in other ways.
Tonight, Wonder Woman was back on the same rooftop, scouring the area for whatever muggers, rapists or other hooligans might be looking for easy marks. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
"I said stop it!" cried a woman's voice. Wonder Woman quickly raced to the other end of the roof and looked over. It was Kathy and Darrin in virtually a repeat of the night before. He had her arm in a vice grip and spun her around.
"No way!" he responded. "You'll do what I say and that's that! Wonder Woman or no Wonder Woman, I still own you."
"You're hurting me," Kathy yelled, tears beginning to fall. That was enough for Wonder Woman. She wasn't naïve enough to think every man she ever stopped from beating a woman quit forever, but this was the first time someone had so brazenly defied her.
Wonder Woman jumped off the top of the roof and landed perfectly on the pavement. "I warned you," she said, the hostility not hidden in her voice. "And now you'll see what it means to test the benevolence of an Amazon."
With that, she began marching towards the attacker. This time, Darrin raced into the vacant building rather than face Wonder Woman. The superheroine feigned like she was going to chase him then stopped to make sure Kathy was OK.
"I'm fine," Kathy said. "Thanks for coming again. I was worried you wouldn't be here again tonight. I'm taking your advice for sure now. Darrin's never going to change."
"I'm glad you see that," Wonder Woman said. "Now, I'll go take care of him. You go call the police and get them here. Tell them I'll have some garbage for them to pick up." Kathy nodded and began to walk towards a bar down the street.
With Kathy safely out of the way, Wonder Woman turned to taking care of Darrin. She knew the rear exit was sealed - a dumpster blocked the door. It was simply a matter of finding him and teaching him a lesson in manners he wouldn't soon forget.
The Amazon moved silently through the building. In its glory days, she imagined it was a bustling factory producing some sort of widget that had long ago lost its usefulness. It had the smell of dust that had caked for decades and baked in the summer heat.
"Darrin," she yelled, her cries echoing throughout the dark building. "Come out and I'll take it easy on you." Silence was her only response for a second then she heard feet scuttling towards the rear of the building. Wonder Woman ran towards the noise, saw a man and tackled him hard from behind. With amazing speed, she regained her balance, scooped up the man and tossed him again against the wall - this time harder than the previous evening.
Slowly, Wonder Woman walked towards the fallen man and turned him over. It wasn't Darrin.
No sooner did that recognition sink in than the building lit up with bright lights. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed more than three dozen armed men wearing sunglasses and black leather jackets with red trim. They were a gang called the Vampires, a group of thugs who "earned their stripes" by committing bloody, violent crimes. The vast amount of blood and blood-drawn graffiti on the walls near each crime scene were their calling cards.
Wonder Woman dropped the unconscious thug and turned to face her attackers. Taking on several men at once was not unusual, but the cramped quarters would make things difficult. Getting the proper spacing and leverage might be a problem, but it also limited the number of people who could charge her at once. Plus she had to keep alert for possible shots being fired. The Vampires were well known for their willingness to shoot each other to bring down a target. And once blood was seen, no matter whose it was, it only seemed to feed their frenzy.
But no one moved. After a full half-minute of eyeing each other, Wonder Woman finally said, "So, boys, how's it going to be? You going to go quietly or is there going to be a problem?"
Again, no one spoke. After almost another tense 30 seconds of staring each other down (at least Wonder Woman thought they were staring each other down … she couldn't tell for sure because of the sunglasses) the middle of the group parted slightly, allowing Darrin to take center stage.
"There's no problem, Wonder Bread," he said smugly. "Everything's juuuuuuust fine." With that, Darrin stepped back to reveal Kathy on her knees, a gun pressed against her bowed head.
"You rotten man," Wonder Woman said, a snarl passing her ruby red lips. "That's supposed to be your girlfriend, the mother of your child. Don't you have ANY feelings for her?"
"This cunt?" Darrin asked laughing. "I'm not the father. At least I don't think I am. She's like a turkey the day after Thanksgiving - everyone's had a piece of her."
Wonder Woman quickly surveyed the room. Kathy's situation made everything a lot more difficult. She would have to take care of her first, then the rest of the room. As the Amazon looked above, she noticed some of the snipers in the rafters weren't pointing their weapons at her, but at Kathy. Plus she noticed security cameras mounted on the beams. They were too new to be from the previous occupant of the warehouse.
"What do you want?" Wonder Woman finally asked. She figured as long as she kept talking, nothing would happen to Kathy.
"What I want is simple, Wonder Bread," Darrin replied. "What I'll get will be even better." He slowly began walking towards Wonder Woman. "You see, you've caused problems for hard-working young men like us for years, and you've always done it with tiresome lectures about the virtuosity of womanhood and the evils of men. But your virtues are also your weakness, and that is why men will always dominate women."
"What do you mean?" Wonder Woman responded, continuing to look for any opportunity to turn the tables. But the gun at Kathy's head and the ones in the rafters … she couldn't stop all of them at once.
"I see you looking around," Darrin said, as if reading the Amazon's mind. "You're looking for a way to get out of the situation. And you just might find a way. But you probably won't. Except for one way, and that's what separates us."
"What?" Wonder Woman repeated.
"Let the girl die," he said simply.
With that, Kathy screamed and tried to get away but a guard shoved her and put the gun back to her forehead. Wonder Woman started to move, but realized she couldn't get there before any bullet was fired so she stayed put.
By now, Darrin was three yards from Wonder Woman. He was a half-foot shorter than she but he was muscular. Compared to many men, he was strong … not strong enough to take out an Amazon, but strong. He had a dark 48-hour stubble, yellow teeth and sandy blonde hair. He was walking a little gingerly from the night before, but looked none the worse for the wear. As he had approached Wonder Woman, a few others had closed in as well, forming a semi-circle around the heroine.
"You know I can't do that," Wonder Woman finally said.
"I know," Darrin said almost soothingly. "That's why we're here." Darrin turned left and waved, then turned right and waved again. Four men put down their weapons, picked up videocameras and jogged forward, taking positions around Wonder Woman.
"You see, Wonder Bread, this is a little experiment in behavior," Darrin began. "You believe women, especially Amazons, are far superior to men. And in many regards, you're correct. But in other ways, you are amazingly wrong. Women, including Amazons, lack a killer instinct. How many times has a villain gotten out of jail to wreak further havoc simply because you didn't kill them? Sure, you usually catch them, but how many problems could be solved if the criminal element were eliminated rather than incarcerated?"
Wonder Woman interrupted: "But that would mean they have no shot at redemption and I refuse to believe that. Everyone has some good in them. It just may take a while to find it."
This statement caused the group to snicker. "Do I have good?" Darrin asked.
"I believe so," Wonder Woman replied. "It may be deep down, but you have some good." Again, Wonder Woman's eyes flicked around the room. Kathy seemed to have calmed down but the gun was still pointed at her head. The men in the rafters were watching her but their guns were still aimed towards Kathy. "Good," she thought. "If I need to act, I'll have a split-second before they can retrain their aim and fire. I just need to keep talking."
"Well I believe I have some good, too," Darrin said. "In fact, I believe sharing is good. And the pursuit of happiness, according to the preamble of the Constitution, is an American right so it must be good." He turned to the crowd and shouted, "We'll be doing good tonight, boys!"
The room - now filled with about 25 men - laughed again, only this time louder. Wonder Woman stared at Darrin then asked, "What do you mean?"
"Let me explain. You will do what I say or sweet, innocent, pregnant Kathy gets shot," Darrin said coolly. "If that happens, sure, you'll capture most of us … maybe even all of us. But the death of an innocent girl and an unborn child will weigh on you forever. And you better be prepared to kill us all because if we're captured we'll tell everyone how you chose to let innocent people die when you had a chance to save them."
"And if I agree?" Wonder Woman asked quietly.
Darrin smiled. "Well, there's some good news and bad news with that. The good news is Kathy goes free, as will you after we insure we get away safely. The bad news for you is we get rich and an experience we'll never forget."
Wonder Woman eyed the thug with curiosity.
"Do we have a deal?" Darrin asked. "I know you won't lie. If you agree to something, you'll honor your bond. Agreeing to the deal will take Kathy out of immediate danger. So, do we have a deal?"
Wonder Woman looked around one last time. "There's got to be a way out of this," she thought. But she couldn't see one. Slowly she bowed her head and said, "We have a deal."
Darrin smiled and turned towards Kathy. "OK, guys. That's cool." With that, the gun was removed from Kathy's head and the snipers pulled their weapons back. One of the gang members moved behind Kathy and started tying her hands together, but some of the tension had eased. Of course, Wonder Woman had given her word, but she was prepared to go back on that at the first opportunity. "It's a good thing these men aren't entirely familiar with Amazon culture," Wonder Woman thought. "No Amazon likes going back on her word, but we're taught to evaluate all situations and take the best course. If lying eventually leads to the greater common good, so be it. Of course, first I have to get out of this."
After Kathy was secured, a couple of guards stood on either side of her with their weapons drawn, ready for action. Although the snipers were at ease, they remained in the rafters. The rest of the men, though, began climbing stairs or hopping on top of some of the tables to get a seat. A few others grabbed cameras and took positions around the Amazon. When everyone was in place, Darrin turned back to Wonder Woman.
"Very good," he said. "Now, let's go over a few things. First, as per our agreement, you will do what we say or Kathy gets it, right?" Wonder Woman nodded. She noticed the cameras had begun rolling as the little red lights of each one came on.
"Strip!"
Wonder Woman spun her head to face him, a shocked look etched on her face. She had no idea what she expected, but it certainly wasn't this. The villains she faced were interested in loftier things, like world domination. She had never come across a group as common as this. She looked around and it began to dawn on her that, aside from Kathy, it was all male. She had not considered the villains' gender an issue before, but now the night had taken a dirty turn and it would likely get worse.
CHAPTER TWO
Wonder Woman had been ordered to strip by the leader of a gang called the Vampires. It was a demand she had no intention of meeting.
"No," she said, standing tall. It was time to draw a line. They wouldn't kill Kathy. It was all a bluff and she wouldn't go along with it. Wonder Woman knew if Darrin tried to threaten her into doing what he said, he had no intention of killing Kathy.
But Darrin just smiled. He turned and walked back towards Kathy. He pulled out a six-shot revolver and emptied the bullets into his hand. Darrin faced Wonder Woman and, in a grand gesture, put one bullet back in. He then spun the chamber, slung it back into place, pointed the gun at Kathy …
and pulled the trigger!
Wonder Woman's knees buckled when she saw the hammer jerk forward. For a brief instant, the weight of Darrin's seriousness came over her and the prospect of an innocent pregnant woman dying because of her silly Amazon pride hit her hard. Darrin just smiled and turned back to the heroine.
"For each refusal, one bullet will be added to the chamber and the scenario will be played out again," Darrin said. "How much of a gambler are you Wonder Bread?"
Wonder Woman didn't say anything. She simply began pulling off her red boots. With the boots off, she lost four inches in height, but she was still better than six-feet tall. Wonder Woman than began to take off her tiara.
"No," Darrin said. "Leave that on."
"Good," Wonder Woman thought. "At least I'll have some sort of weapon." But not removing the tiara also presented a problem. The next item to go was going to cause some embarrassment. Wonder Woman hesitated then began unzipping her red top.
The cameras filmed from all different angles as her breasts became exposed. Regardless of what anyone in the room had imagined, no one was disappointed. As she pulled off the top and tossed it aside, her breasts amazingly remained firm and her nipples were bright pink.
Wonder Woman turned around, giving everyone in the room a good look at her chest. It also gave her one last opportunity to survey the scene for an escape route. There were some possibilities, but none that gave her better than a 10 percent chance of saving Kathy before someone got off a good shot. Rather than risk it, Wonder Woman sighed and removed her magic belt and lasso.
"I'll take those," Darrin said as she tossed them to him. Just to irk him, she made her toss short so he had to pick them up.
"Well, still a little attitude?" Darrin asked. "That's good. Hold on a second. Before we go any further … boys, the betting is now open. Who thinks Wonder Woman has a shaved pussy?" Several cheers went up from the men as the Amazon, clad only in her blue star-spangled briefs blushed. "And how many think she's got some hair down there?" Another cheer went up from the men.
"Well, Wonder Bread, let's see."
Wonder Woman didn't move for 10 seconds. Finally, Darrin pulled out another bullet and tossed it back to the guard who stood next to Kathy. Before he was able to even pull out the chamber, she quickly slid her briefs down to reveal a patch of finely-trimmed black hair between her legs. A yell of glee rose from the winners while mildly disappointed groans came from the losers. Wonder Woman quickly moved her hands in front of her crotch and tried to cross her legs to prevent a good view of her most private area.
After the cheering died down, Darrin said, "Now, don't be bashful Wonder Bread. Let us see what you've got. Tell you what, how about making that pose. You know, the one with your hands on your hips and your legs spread? Do that!"
Wonder Woman grimaced, but she slowly adopted the pose that she often used to intimidate criminals. She didn't realize how it made her breasts jut forward until she noticed the men elbowing each other and pointing. This only made her more self-conscious, but she held the position.
After about 30 seconds, Darrin said, "Nice. Very nice. Now, I want you to make them bounce."
"What?" the heroine asked.
"Your Wonder Boobs. Make them bounce."
Wonder Woman stared at him, looked at Kathy, then started slightly bouncing her torso up and down. Slowly, her breasts started jiggling until it became a full-fledged bounce. The cameras saw everything, capturing the once-proud superheroine's tits flailing around. The men in the crowd only cheered with vigor.
After nearly three minutes, Darrin signaled everyone to settle down and Wonder Woman followed suit. She let her hands fall to her side and drew her legs back together somewhat. She had never been so humiliated. No defeat at the hands of any supervillain had ever been so degrading.
"For the next item, we'll need this," Darrin said, pulling the lasso from the belt. He handed her magic belt to another thug then approached Wonder Woman. In the entire evening, no one had laid a hand on her so it was a little surprising how gingerly he wrapped the lasso around her waist. Aside from a brief accidental contact, Darrin had not touched her despite every opportunity. This didn't give her comfort, but it was puzzling.
She didn't have long to think about it, though. She knew the lasso's power. Heck, she had used it on more criminals than she could remember. She knew the night could turn into a cauldron of eternal damnation if these men used the lasso to its fullest potential, but she had no choice.
"Relax," Darrin said, immediately causing Wonder Woman's shoulders to sag. "I will not command you to do anything … yet. I just want some truthful answers before we go on. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
One of the other Vampires, a short bald man with no neck named Club, leaned towards Darrin. "How do we know if she's telling the truth? How do we know it's not a trick?"
Darrin hadn't considered this. Perhaps the legend of the lasso had some hidden drawbacks. For example, what if it couldn't be used on Wonder Woman? What could he do to elicit a truthful answer?
"Do you have a secret identity?" Darrin finally asked.
"Yes," Wonder Woman blankly responded.
"What is it?"
"Diana Prince."
"Who is Diana Prince? Where does she live? What does she do for a living?" Darrin asked, waving a hand at Stik to check out the information.
"She is an agent for the IADC. She lives in Apartment 168 in the Moss Hill Apartment Complex on Terrace and College," Wonder Woman answered.
Darrin smiled. "What is the code to access the computer database of the IADC?"
"Currently it's 1078-ebr-ts1s-kl10-cl00-nyd1-ckv1-tale."
Within 10 minutes, the Vampires' computer whiz, Aaron, had pulled up the IADC computer file, entered the password (using Diana Prince's ID number) and accessed everything the government's top security agency had to offer.
"An added bonus, boys," Darrin said proudly. He turned back to Wonder Woman. "Now, you will forget divulging any information other than your secret identity to us. You will think all we did was call your apartment to check on that and, when we got no answer, we took your word for it. Understand? Good, now back to the main event."
After a pause to make sure all those commands sank in, Darrin returned to the questioning. "You're required to tell the truth, right?"
"Yes," she replied.
"OK, have you ever had sex with a man before?"
Wonder Woman hesitated, then answered, "No."
"Have you ever masturbated?"
"Yes," the heroine replied and she blushed.
"Have you ever masturbated as Wonder Woman?"
She paused. It was obvious she was trying to hold back but the lasso's power was too strong. "Yes."
"How often?"
"About once a week."
Some members of the gang whistled, but Darrin continued: "Have you ever given a blow job?"
"No," Wonder Woman answered.
"Have you ever, as Diana Prince or Wonder Woman, had anal sex?"
"No."
With those answers, Darrin paused and turned back to his troops. "OK, boys, you know the drill. Move!" On the command, everyone sprang into action. Some of the men rearranged lights, making the area brighter. Others brought in some laptop computers. The last group set up some more advanced camera equipment.
CHAPTER THREE
Within 30 minutes, everything was in place. Kathy had been moved to another part of the building, but she was still under the guard of two goons. A mat was on the floor, surrounded by lights, cameras and audio equipment.
"Remove the lasso from your waist and put on your costume," Darrin commanded. Wonder Woman obeyed and removed the magic lariat, immediately regaining her senses. She remembered the humiliating things she had been forced to reveal, including her secret identity. She hoped she hadn't revealed more but she knew the lasso could make her forget if she had been commanded.
Wonder Woman quickly began putting on her costume. Of course she was not allowed to put back on her magic belt, but she was given a replica that looked very similar. She was also not allowed to have any lasso … Darrin figured any possible weapon was a gamble best not made.
With her bearings back, Wonder Woman again looked around for an escape route. She saw her true power belt on the opposite side of the room. Without it, there would be no hope of succeeding. Getting it, though, was practically out of the question. For now.
Fresh with the aphrodisiac power can be, Darrin moved closer to the Amazon princess. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You know what's coming next?" Wonder Woman shook her head almost imperceptibly. "Yes you do."
With that he spun on his heel and turned towards his men. He threw his hands in the air and, like a game show host, shouted, "Let the bidding begin!" With that, the large camera came to life and the men with the computers began typing furiously. Wonder Woman simply watched what was happening, unable to decipher what was going on and powerless to do anything to stop it.
Fifteen minutes passed before the six men on the computers got up, practically in unison, and approached Darrin. They spoke quietly but quickly. Darrin asked a couple of questions then finally nodded. He walked in front of the camera, cleared his throat and spoke.
"We've got a winner!" Darrin proclaimed. "Wonder Bread, please come over here and kneel on the mat." The Amazon walked towards Darrin but stood proud. Darrin had turned away towards the large camera, reading a note silently. When he turned around and saw Wonder Woman standing, he said, "I told you to get on your knees!" He pointed towards Kathy and the guard spun the gun barrel and pulled the trigger.
<CLACK!>
Wonder Woman quickly dropped to her knees as Kathy fainted. "That's two down, four to go," Darrin said. "Remember, I'm in charge here." Wonder Woman just nodded.
Darrin turned back to the camera and began, "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Tonight is a very, very special occasion for tonight, we get to break a superheroine. And not just any superheroine, but the most powerful woman on the planet - Wonder Woman. For decades, she has preached the virtues of womanhood and decried the evils of the male population. Tonight, and tonight only, she will learn a woman's place.
"As I'm sure all of you have seen in our preview, this is the real Wonder Woman and we have already begun the breaking process. That was the free preview we gave as proof of our sincerity. Now, we will take five requests. No request - save execution or permanent disfigurement - will be denied. Each request will go to the highest bidder and one of my men will act out your request. The first winner is the infamous Drug Czar of Central America, Guillermo Montanez for $10 million. Stik?"
A camera cut to Darrin's top assistant, a thin, hard-looking man with black hair and tattoos all over his arms. "Yes, Mr. Montanez wants to see Wonder Woman give a blow job. Take the jizz in the face then lick up anything that spills."
"You have GOT to be kidding," Wonder Woman said incredulously. She had anticipated something sexual, but nothing that demeaning.
"Wonder Bread, we have our first request," Darrin said. "Now, will you comply or do I hand another bullet to Slade over there?"
The Amazon frowned. There wasn't anything she could do without jeopardizing Kathy's life. So she simply bowed her head and waited. When this happened, Darrin pointed to Cap, a large black man who had been one of the dozen men primed to start shooting at Wonder Woman if trouble arose. Cap smiled, put down his gun and walked towards the mat.
"Ladies and gentlemen watching at home," Darrin began, "this is Cap. He has spent more than half his 26-year life behind bars for everything from grand theft auto to murder. However, today is his lucky day. In a pre-telecast lottery, Cap was the lucky winner to earn first turn with America's favorite superhero."
Darrin looked at the black man and asked, "Cap, do you understand the request?" The black man nodded. Darrin then turned to the Amazon. "Wonder Woman, do you understand the request?" She slowly nodded. "Well, let's get the show on the road!"
Cap approached the kneeling superheroine and slowly walked around her. When he was behind her, he leaned down to her ear and said, "You better make it good or another bullet goes in the gun. Now, I'm no math expert, but three bullets in a six-chamber gun make pretty even odds, huh?" With that he laughed. Wonder Woman remained stoic.
Cap walked back in front of the Amazon and unzipped his pants. "Pull it out," he ordered. Wonder Woman looked up at him, smiled slightly and reached inside his pants. She grabbed his penis but made sure to rake her nails roughly along his balls. This caused the black man to yelp in pain and try to jump back, but Wonder Woman had a firm hold on his dick.
"You stupid fucking bitch!" Cap yelled. Some of his cohorts started laughing, but Darrin wasn't one of them. He turned to Slade and nodded sharply. Slade then put another bullet in the gun and pointed it back at Kathy.
"One more trick like that and we start going best two-out-of-three," Darrin said. "That means we pull the trigger once, spin it, then pull it again. No more shit, Wonder Bread. Cap, you OK? Can you handle this?"
"Fuck, yeah," he said. With that, he slapped Wonder Woman hard across the face. While it didn't do any real damage, without her power belt she actually felt it, which stunned her. "Now, you fucking cunt, you better get me off or things are going to get REAL ugly. Take it out!"
Wonder Woman gently pulled the man's dick from his pants. Even with the momentary distraction and pain, Cap's penis was nearly 12 inches long. And while Wonder Woman may not have known a lot about a man's most private part, she knew this was a large one.
Slowly she opened her mouth and began putting his penis in. She didn't wrap her lips tightly around his cock … after all, she had never done this before … so to Cap it felt like a soft massage from a warm, vacuous sponge. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was one of the worst blowjobs he had ever had. As for Wonder Woman, the entire act was disgusting. The tool this criminal used to urinate was in her mouth. The smell was disgusting and the taste was certainly unpleasant.
But the video was amazing! Here was America's champion in full uniform - the most admired and lusted-after woman in the history of the nation - giving a common criminal (a black criminal, no less) a blow job!
After a minute, though, it became obvious that Cap was getting pissed off. Darrin had explained in the planning stages of this event that things might go poorly at first because of Wonder Woman's sexual inexperience but the Amazon would soon warm up. But Cap was growing increasingly frustrated. Finally, he grabbed her black hair and rammed his cock down her throat.
"C'mon, bitch, put some action into it!" he yelled.
That suddenness and force of Cap's move made Wonder Woman's eyes bulge. She was still strong enough to hurt the man, but the surprise of his action caught her off guard and she started to gag. Cap began moving his hips, working his cock in and out of her mouth while holding her head firmly in place. Wonder Woman began reaching up to try to push him off but the lack of oxygen caused her simply to flail. Her eyes began to water and a trickle of snot started out of her nose.
After a few moments, though, she calmed down and began to regain her senses. By working with - not against - the thug she could regulate her breathing and time her oxygen intake with the movement of his hips. When she started doing this, she noticed a change in Cap. His grip on her hair relaxed and his movements picked up speed.
"Put a finger in my ass," he commanded as his breathing grew heavier. Darrin looked at Stik. This wasn't part of the plan. Stik shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the action.
Wonder Woman was also a little confused. Slowly, she moved a finger into the black man's anus. Just after she reached the second joint of her index finger, she heard Cap moan with pleasure. "Fuck, yeah, bitch! Oh, man that feels good!"
Within 30 seconds, Cap pulled completely out of Wonder Woman's mouth and fired his load on her face. The Amazon was surprised. No one had ever done anything like that before so she didn't know what to expect. The first glob hit her square on the upper lip. The second spurt splashed across her forehead and began dripping down her face. The third and final large spew went across her chin then dripped into her cleavage. After that, the rest just began to drip to the floor. Wonder Woman reached up to wipe the jizz off, but Cap ordered, "No, bitch! Leave it there! That's part of the deal.
"Now, lick up the rest, fuck face!" Cap said. Wonder Woman glared at him then put her nose to the dusty floor. She gingerly moved her tongue down and licked up a drop. She winced at the humiliation, especially when she noticed three cameras getting every angle.
After licking everything up, Wonder Woman shook her head and quickly sat back up, trying to regain whatever dignity remained. The cum had given her face a sheen and a little bit had congealed in her right eyebrow. Darrin watched the monitor as a camera provided a close-up of the heroine's face, then stepped back in front of the camera.
"That's the first request," Darrin began. "That will be pretty tough to top, but we'll give it a whirl. The bidding for the next request will begin now and last for the next 15 minutes. You know the rules, and good luck."
CHAPTER FOUR
The next 15 minutes seemed like an eternity for Wonder Woman. She looked around the building and tried to estimate how long it would take her to cross the floor, knock out almost a dozen guards, retrieve her belt and lasso and rescue Kathy without someone getting off a shot. "It can't be done," she thought. "At least not now. I'll have to do some maneuvering … get closer to my belt or Kathy."
While Wonder Woman contemplated escape possibilities, bids on her next humiliation were pouring in. That was the beauty of the internet. Unlike a phone line that could provide a busy signal, email allowed instant access. The Vampire computer hacks simply waited 12 minutes then scanned the email for the bids. After weeding out those that were obviously too low, they re-contacted the top five bidders asking if that was their final offer. Once that was determined, the winner was picked and notified for detailed instructions. All told, the enterprise took 20 minutes but no one complained. After all, while they waited for the next event, the viewers were treated to an instant replay of the first winning bid.
"We have a winner!" Darrin finally said. Wonder Woman turned to face him. "This comes to us from the Japanese Yakuza. Evidently Wonder Woman is just as popular in Japan as she is in the United States. They paid $12 million for Wonder Woman to be tit-fucked. They also want her to lick the cock head every time it thrusts forward. Mmmm, sounds good, huh? First, though, they want Wonder Woman to give her best smile, remove her top and wave so they'll know she got this message." Darrin laughed and added, "Hey, I don't make 'em up, I just read 'em."
With that he turned to Wonder Woman and asked, "OK, Wonder Woman, do you understand?"
Wonder Woman nodded. "What depraved mind came up with these things," she thought. "Do men actually sit around and think about these things? It isn't enough to defile me, but they have to make me act like I enjoy it, too?"
After a few seconds, though, as per the instructions, Wonder Woman gave the biggest smile she could muster and began removing her top. When it came off and her magnificent breasts were exposed, she smiled again and waved towards the camera.
"More of a wave," Darrin, off-camera, ordered. "You know the Japanese love to get pictures. Act like you're seeing your darling Steve Trevor off at the airport."
Inside, Wonder Woman grimaced at the mention of Steve's name but she began waving more frantically. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle a little. After about a minute, Darrin signaled for her to stop, smile, then lay back on the mat.
As Wonder Woman laid flat on her back, her breasts succumbed to gravity and spread in opposite directions towards the floor. Not far, but a little.
"Spread your legs a little," Darrin ordered. Wonder Woman did, although she wanted to say, "This isn't part of what you said."
"Further," Darrin said. She complied, only for Darrin to say again, "Further."
Finally, Wonder Woman looked like a slut with her legs spread at a wide, fuck-me angle. She glanced at the monitor and noticed one of the cameras was getting a close-up of her satin tights. She thought she could see the outline of her pussy lips, but it was just her imagination. However, she knew the message it was sending and it only added to her embarrassment.
After a moment, Darrin stepped back in front of the camera. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce the young man who will be the recipient of Wonder Woman's first tit-fuck. Meet Nick. He's only 17 years old but he has more than earned his stripes with us. Nick, do you understand the request?"
"Fuck, yeah," the young man responded.
Nick walked towards Wonder Woman. She noticed he had dirty blond hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in a month. He also had the scraggly, unshaven beard of a youth and his teeth were a little yellow. The Amazon lay still as he straddled her waist and looked down on her. He just smiled and spit in her face.
"That's for being you," he said. "Now thank me."
Wonder Woman frowned as the spit trickled down her cheek. Between clenched teeth she muttered, "Thank you."
That just caused Nick to howl. "Fuck, she'll do whatever we say! Is this fuckin' AWESOME or what?"
Darrin smiled then gently reminded Nick, "The request, Nick."
Nick grinned and stepped back. He pulled off his pants (he had seen what she did to Cap and he didn't want any of that). When he stepped out of his underwear it revealed a hard-on 10 inches long. He again straddled the superheroine then kneeled down, placing his dick between her tits.
And nothing happened.
This was the first tit-fuck Nick had ever had. He didn't know what to do. And the Amazon princess certainly had never done anything like this before. So they basically just looked at each other for almost 30 seconds.
"Fuck," Darrin muttered. Picking Nick for this job had been a tough call. The kid was young but he had earned this privilege by suggesting the ambush in the first place. Had it been left up to Nick, the whole thing would have been a clusterfuck, but it was still his original idea and Darrin wanted to reward him somehow.
After another 30 seconds of watching Nick glance over his shoulder several times as if to say, "What now?" Darrin finally said, "Fuck, Nick, grab her tits and pull 'em together!"
Nick nodded quickly and pulled the Amazon's breasts together so they engulfed his cock. Wonder Woman's hands dug into the mat, trying to ignore the humiliation of having her breasts manhandled by this punk kid.
After a few moments of this, Darrin said, "OK, Wonder Woman, you push your breasts together so Nick can concentrate on his job."
Wonder Woman tried to turn her head away from the camera, but another camera simply picked up her degradation. She slowly reached up and held her breasts on either side and Nick's hips began to move.
"Don't forget to lick his dick," Darrin reminded.
This forced Wonder Woman to look down at her chest. She watched as the young man's dick moved between her tits. With each thrust forward, the head of his penis poked out. She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. This only got Nick more excited. He thrust forward, then held himself there, allowing the mighty Amazon princess to lick his head.
With that kind of teasing and his lack of discipline, it wasn't long before Nick shot his load. The first spurt hit Wonder Woman in the teeth. After that, he pulled back and fired the rest on her tits. Wonder Woman shuddered, but Darrin ordered her to stay still. She glanced towards the monitor and realized they were busy getting as many camera angles of her cum-stained tits.
After a full 90 seconds of this, Darrin moved back in front of the camera. "That's two requests down. Only three more to go. Don't worry. We'll give Wonder Woman time to clean up so she'll be nice and pretty for your fantasy, but remember that the price goes up with each one. Get in now and let Wonder Woman know what you think of her."
CHAPTER FIVE
While waiting for the next bid, Wonder Woman was brought into a small bathroom and ordered to clean up. Three guards watched as she used an old rag to wipe Nick's cum off her face and chest. She noticed two security cameras in the bathroom and guessed if she tried anything, Kathy would suffer. However, she took her time, going as slowly as she could.
Finally, she was brought back to the main area and ordered to put her top back on. After a couple of other minor adjustments to make sure the Amazon looked as completely fuckable as ever, Darrin went back in front of the camera.
"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen," he began. "Our next winner is a coalition comprised of members of the Paris crime syndicate. According to the message, 'Wonder Woman severely crippled our drug profits for years with her actions two years ago. Without her,' according to the message, 'the entire evening would be made up of Frenchmen's requests. As it is, we have to band our finances together for this treat.'
"The Frenchmen gave several detailed instructions and my partners are beginning to set everything up," Darrin said. "As such, I ask for your patience. It will take only a few minutes." With that, the camera faded to black and a repeat of Cap's blowjob came back on.
Safely off-camera, Darrin screamed, "Fucking Frenchmen! They knew this was coming. We asked for anyone needing props to let us know so we could be prepared! When we talked to them individually, they all said they couldn't afford this. 'Fine,' we said. 'Tune in and watch for a million bucks.' Who knew their hatred of Wonder Bread could cause them to ignore decades of hatred for each other and agree on something for the first time since World War II? Shit!"
Wonder Woman simply watched. Obviously the Vampires were in over their head. Planning was not their forte. But they were well-organized enough to keep Kathy in danger, Wonder Woman away from her belt and that was all that mattered for now. Perhaps they would make another mistake later. She then looked around, trying to guess what was happening. A rope was being dropped from the rafters directly over the mat. She guessed they were going to string her up for some reason but she didn't know why. She simply had to wait.
Darrin turned towards Stik. "How soon?"
"Not long," Stik said. He looked up and noticed the ropes descending into place. Within three minutes Stik waved for Darrin to begin again.
"OK, we're back," Darrin said. "Sorry for the delay but these things happen when you're improvising. The French request begins, as I'm sure you would imagine, with tying Wonder Woman up with a rope. First, though, would you like some water Wonder Woman? This could take a while."
The pleasant tone puzzled the Amazon. She was thirsty, but she didn't want to fall into a trap. "No, thanks," she said. "I'm fine."
"Come on," Darrin said. "There's nothing in here. You're already doing what we want and if, for some reason, you refused we could always use your lasso."
Wonder Woman admitted that certainly made sense. Hesitantly she accepted the water. It was a cool, refreshing 32-ounce cup of water. She drank half of it and handed the cup to Darrin.
"No," Darrin said smiling. "Go ahead and finish it."
Wonder Woman was again puzzled, but the longer she put things off, the better chance she could have of getting out of this mess. Let's see, did she have enough time to throw the water in someone's face, hurl her tiara at someone and get to her belt? It would be a risk. She glanced over at Kathy and noticed the guards had practically started to ignore her. Kathy was still tied up, but the fact her guards were focused on her was a good thing. Maybe if she could somehow turn out the lights that would give her enough of an advantage …
"Go ahead," Darrin said, snapping Wonder Woman out of her thoughts. "Finish it."
Wonder Woman drank the rest of the water and handed the cup back to Darrin. But instead of taking it, he refilled it. "Drink up," he said.
"No, thanks, I'm fine," she said.
"That wasn't an offer," Darrin said, the friendliness leaving his voice. "That was an order. You were thirsty, I'm giving you water. Drink."
Wonder Woman was confused. Darrin didn't vary from the script so why would someone pay a lot of money to see her drink water? She began drinking again, more slowly this time. By the time she reached the bottom of the cup, she had had enough water.
But, again, Darrin refilled her cup. "Drink," he said.
"Are they trying to drown me?" Wonder Woman thought. It took her a full 90 seconds to finish this one and, by the time she did, she was wondering where the bathroom was. Even though she was an Amazon, she had the same bodily functions as humans, and drinking nearly 100 ounces of water had her uncomfortable.
"OK, Wonder Woman," Darrin said. "Give Stik your hands so we can tie you up."
"Uuuhhh, can you give me a minute?" she asked quietly.
"Why?" Darrin said.
Wonder Woman leaned forward, trying to avoid being overheard by the cameras. "I need to go to the bathroom. It'll be just a minute and I'll be ready."
Darrin smiled. "No. Now give Stik your hands."
"I can't," Wonder Woman nearly whined. She was beginning to bounce slightly on her heels.
The smile never left Darrin's face. He just turned and pointed towards Kathy.
<CLACK!>
Wonder Woman nearly lost control of her bladder that instant. Kathy again fainted and, for a split second, Wonder Woman thought the young pregnant girl had died. A few moments later, though, she noticed Kathy moving slightly. Wonder Woman then put her hands out and Stik tied them securely. When she was tied, the rope began being pulled until Wonder Woman was two-and-a-half feet off the ground. Stik then removed her boots and set them aside.
"That's three bullets down," Darrin said. "The next time you refuse, there's a better than 50 percent chance sweet Kathy won't see tomorrow. You don't want that, do you?"
"No," the Amazon answered.
"Good, now we wait," Darrin said. He turned back to the camera and began. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, I guess I need to explain what's going on. The French have made a simple request. It doesn't much appeal to me, but I've gotta admit I like its deviousness. On the bottom right of your screen is a timer set for 20 minutes. We had to set a time limit and the French put up a million dollars a minute. Once the clock begins, it won't stop unless one of two things happens. The first is if time runs out. If that happens, we take Wonder Woman down and we've just wasted 20 minutes watching her dangle off the ground. Not an awful way to spend an evening, but not my idea of the greatest time.
"The other way for the clock to stop is if Wonder Woman loses control of her bladder. We've put nearly 100 ounces of water in her system. Is that enough? Who knows? But judging from the fact she asked to go to the bathroom, I'd say there's something there. If she can last 20 minutes, we'll take her to the bathroom and get ready for the next request. Can you make it, Wonder Woman? We'll find out."
The camera then panned over to the heroine. She couldn't believe her ears. Never had she imagined something like this, but she had to admit if someone - like the Frenchmen - were out to humiliate her, this was certainly a good way.
Using all her Amazonian training, she focused her mind elsewhere, trying to ignore the discomfort in her loins. She thought about the desert, but that only led to thinking about an oasis. So she thought about a meadow, but that brought her to thinking about a spring in the meadow. She moved to inner-city Washington D.C. in the summer, but that led her to think about children playing in the fire hydrants.
Sweat beaded on her forehead. She glanced at the monitor and saw a close-up of her face wincing. It felt like an eternity had passed, but it had only been eight minutes. How could she make it? She was about to burst.
At the 10-minute mark, Darrin started speaking again. "To help our French friends, we've taken it upon ourselves to prod things along. Boys?" With that, a couple of men in the rafter started dripping water slowly on Wonder Woman's head and shoulders. It wasn't much - just a couple of drops a second - but it only added to her frustration. The Vampires also hit the play button on a CD player and ocean noises filled the room.
Within another two minutes, Wonder Woman's face was sheer agony. She started moaning audibly and her shoulders began to strain. She pulled herself up in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension in her bladder, but nothing really worked. The water dripping on her head and shoulders and the ocean noises prevented her from concentrating on other things.
Thirty seconds later, the ocean sounds were replaced with that of a babbling brook. That was it. She couldn't take any more. Wonder Woman groaned loudly and closed her eyes. The cameras, though, caught everything.
It started as a puddle in her crotch, causing the light blue tights to grow darker. The urine then trickled down her leg, puddling under her feet. And once it started, Wonder Woman knew it wouldn't stop. She started crying silent tears. It was one thing to be defeated, it was another thing entirely to be humiliated this way.
Wonder Woman couldn't hear the cheering from the Vampires. They couldn't believe it! The mighty Wonder Woman just pissed herself. And that wasn't all.
Darrin coolly approached the Amazon, who still had her eyes closed in humiliation. He made sure to avoid the puddle, but he reached up and slid the sullied star-spangled briefs down her legs. Wonder Woman put up no resistance.
"The French have curious notions about what makes a good trophy," he said. "I understand completely why they would want these, though."
Darrin put the briefs in a plastic baggie, sealed it and tossed it to Stik. As Wonder Woman was lowered to the mat, Darrin turned to the camera. "That's three down, only two more to go. Gentlemen, your chance to abuse America's premier heroine is running out. Get your bids in NOW!"
CHAPTER SIX
With the camera off, the Vampires began high-fiving each other. This was too much to believe. They figured they'd make a little money, but no one actually believed they could get the Amazon princess to go along with everything they said. In truth, most of them figured they would have to record killing her (if that was possible) and sell that video. Sure, that would be a big seller, but humiliating Wonder Woman was even better.
Wonder Woman, though, was devastated. For years, she had prided herself on her dignity and, in the course of one evening, much of that had been stripped away. Plus, the villains' plans of breaking her will were beginning to take root. Even Wonder Woman realized she wasn't as focused as she was earlier in the evening. Although the men guarding Kathy were much more relaxed, the Amazon knew she didn't have the mental sharpness to make a move.
"I've got to sharpen up," she thought as she sat on the mat. Then she looked at her puddle of piss and despaired. "How can I? They've made me perform oral sex, used my body in a perverse manner and even forced my own body to betray me. But I'm an Amazon. I have been trained to focus on a situation and make the most of it. I've just got to concentrate."
Darrin brought Wonder Woman another pair of her blue starred tights and asked her to put them on. She gladly obliged, although she knew it wasn't any generosity on the criminal's part. She was merely a prop in his sick plan.
As she put her briefs back on, she again surveyed the scene. The Vampires' discipline was definitely loosening up. Kathy had slumped in a corner and none of the guards were even watching her. The path to her belt was fairly open, too.
Wonder Woman stood slowly to pull her briefs up. When she had finished, she moved her hands up to her hair as if to make sure everything was in place. With suddenness, though, she took off her tiara and hurled it at Kathy's captors. As if in one motion, she hurdled a guard and dashed for her belt.
The tiara caught each guard flush in the jaw, knocking both of them out. Most of the Vampires were either too stunned to react or still unaware of what was going on. The Amazon ducked between two guards and snatched her magic belt off the wall. She then flipped towards Kathy, hoping to reach her before the shots started flying.
She nearly made it. The only thing that stopped her from saving Kathy was the awareness of Cap. From across the room, he saw Wonder Woman throw her tiara. As soon as he saw that, he knew she was making her move and broke for Kathy. By the time Wonder Woman had landed a couple of feet from the pregnant woman, Cap was by Kathy, his automatic pointed at her temple.
"Back up or she gets it," Cap yelled. Everyone froze, waiting for the Amazon's move.
"One kick would probably do it," she thought. Wonder Woman knew she was quick enough to get rid of Cap's threat, but she also knew the snipers in the rafters were trained on Kathy again. And the way they were spread out, Wonder Woman wasn't positive she could stop every bullet.
Slowly, Wonder Woman hung her head, dropped the belt and backed up a few steps. Several guards swarmed her and pulled her back towards the mat in the middle of the room. Kathy began to weep quietly.
"That wasn't very nice, Wonder Bread," Darrin said. "You'll have to be punished for that."
"What more can you do?" she responded defiantly. "You seem intent on destroying my reputation and you're playing with the life of an innocent woman and her unborn child. I doubt anything else you have in mind can be any worse."
"Oh, things can get worse," Darrin assured. "I don't know exactly what to do yet, but I'll figure something out. Stik, where do we stand?"
"I think we've got a winner," the assistant replied.
"Then let's get this show back on the road. I'll deal with you later, Wonder Bread."
Before returning to the air, Darrin handed Wonder Woman a duplicate of her magic belt and ordered her to put it on. He then leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"You try anything like that again, I have no choice but to kill the girl," he said. "And I'm keeping one camera rolling at all times on you so that if you try anything, it will be replayed over and over how you let an innocent woman die."
Wonder Woman grimaced. She knew the villain was dangerous enough to do something like that and she also knew that although most people would probably forgive her, she could never forgive herself for the death of an innocent civilian.
When he thought his warning had sunk in, Darrin returned in front of the camera, took the next request from Stik and began.
"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. It was a bit exciting here as Wonder Woman tried to save the day, but the quick thinking of Cap thwarted the threat. All that means is the Amazon whore is still around to take your requests. Mr. Stik, I believe you said we have a winner?"
"Yes, we do," Stik answered. "This one comes to us from a prominent New York crime family who asked to remain anonymous. Their request reads, 'Wonder Woman has had such a rough time tonight it breaks our heart. She has brought us so much misery here in New York with her meddling, and all we've wanted is to bring her pleasure. Our request, for $25 million, is for her to pleasure herself.' "
"Ooooohhh," Darrin said. "Watch Wonder Woman masturbate? That sounds like a good idea. The problem is, how will we know if she's faking it?" Darrin started rubbing his chin, as if deep in thought. "How will we know? How will we know? Hey! I've got an idea! Let's use … her magic lasso!"
The Vampires began applauding. They had seen how well her lasso had worked earlier in the evening when it was used on her to divulge her secret identity. Now it would be used in a more erotic fashion.
Wonder Woman, meanwhile, was appalled. How could she get out of this? Could she even hope to?
Darrin approached and asked Wonder Woman to slip the lasso around one ankle. "We don't want to interfere with any important body parts," he joked. Once the lasso was secure, Darrin went to work.
"Wonder Woman, earlier tonight you told us you masturbate about once a week, is that correct?"
"Yes," she replied timidly, her cheeks blushing.
"Now, I want you to close your eyes and listen to me." She immediately obeyed Darrin's command. "When you open your eyes, you will imagine you are on patrol. I want you to open up your thoughts to me. Tell me everything you're thinking. Tell us what it is that would lead you to masturbate. Now, open your eyes."
When Wonder Woman opened her eyes, she was on patrol … at least she was in her mind. "I'm going rooftop to rooftop, listening for noises that would lead me to think a crime was taking place. It's a quiet night and the temperature is pleasant. On nights like this, I always seem to end up at Oak and 23rd. It's not too far out of the way, but it's got a couple of nicer apartment buildings.
"There's a corner alcove on top of the Ireland Book Store building that allows me to see into the Warrington Apartment Complex without being seen. Each night at 1 a.m., a man named Scott Chaudhry exercises in the nude. Gods, is his body exquisite! Aphrodite never created a more beautiful man. His face is unique. His stomach is ripped, his buttocks are firm and his penis is … is …"
"Is what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin prodded.
"Perfect!" she finally said, her eyes beginning to gleam from excitement.
"What do you do?"
"Gods, look at it! It's bouncing to and fro, swinging free." Wonder Woman backed up until her back was against a gym wall. She quickly glanced left and right, as if looking to make sure no one was watching. She then turned back towards the camera and moved her hands up to her chest. She ran her hands over the outside of her bustier and down her abdomen.
"Look at it," she repeated. "The jumping jacks he is doing make it bounce. What would it be like for THAT to be inside me?" Wonder Woman slipped a hand inside her top and began massaging her left nipple. As she touched her nipple, a camera closed in to watch.
"Oh, God, now he's doing push-ups," she said. "Notice how it dangles there each time he comes up? And he does 50 in less than 90 seconds … impressive for a normal human." Her left hand continued tugging gently with her nipple as her right hand snaked down towards her crotch.
"Now come the sit-ups," Wonder Woman continued. "Look how his stomach muscles work in unison. Look how his testicles and penis are barely visible, but still look amazing!" With that, she inserted her hand into her briefs, the camera capturing each move as she inserted one, then two fingers into her pussy.
Wonder Woman's breathing picked up. "Now it's the arm curls," she said. "Twenty-pound weights, 40 reps. His arms are amazing. The veins come out only at the maximum exertion. Otherwise he's completely in control. And the rest of his body. Oooooo," she moaned in pleasure. "Oh, the rest of his body."
Wonder Woman's fingers began picking up speed, moving in and out of her pussy. She quickly glanced left and right again, then pulled her briefs down to her knees, giving herself more room to maneuver.
"Now <pant, pant> the final exercise of the evening," she began. "The self-gratification. Oh, GOD! He moves his hand up his chest to his nipples." Wonder Woman followed suit, pulling her top down slightly to free her breasts. She began rubbing her nipples more forcefully.
"Now he moves his hand down his chest to his … his …"
"His what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin asked.
"His COCK," she spat out, suddenly grinning like a schoolgirl who said a dirty word. "And he begins moving his hand back and forth. And back and forth. And back and forth. " Wonder Woman then began following suit, moving her fingers back inside her pussy, which was now obviously wet with desire. The camera gave a close-up and a microphone was moved close to her thighs, providing a faint squishy sound effect that would be replayed again and again for the impressive quality.
"Now he's speeding up," Wonder Woman continued. "I've got to keep up." Her moans began to grow louder and she took her hand offer her breast and put it on the wall behind her to further brace herself. Wonder Woman's hips began gyrating as she used her first two fingers to frig herself.
"Oooo! Ooohh! Ooohh my GOD!" the Amazon exclaimed. "Oh, God. He's about to ejaculate! OHH! OHHH! OHH! OOOOHHHHOOOOHHHHH!!!!"
Wonder Woman's body spasmed and her knees bent. She doubled over as if she was in pain, but instead it was an orgasm the likes of which few men in the room had ever seen from a woman. And, as much of the video had been this evening, the camera coverage was impeccable. America's heroine masturbating and cumming on screen was unbelievable. Even Darrin found himself envying Scott Chaudhry, whoever the hell he was.
As the Amazon recovered her senses, Darrin asked, "Wonder Woman, what does Scott Chaudhry do? How did you come to find out about his peculiar exercise habits?"
"He is an accountant," Wonder Woman replied. "He was arrested for raping a woman a couple of years ago, but he got off when the woman disappeared. I began watching him, following his movements. After a period of time, it became apparent he would not lead us to the woman. I moved on to other things, but his body was so captivating I found myself giving in to the carnal pleasures. It's only on slow nights and I only watch, so it's not hurting anyone."
Darrin only smiled. He had found his punishment.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When the camera went off, Darrin turned to Stik. "Stik, I want you to find this Scott Chaudhry. Do whatever is necessary, but bring him here."
"Can I entice him with anything?" Stik asked, figuring he had a good idea where everything was heading.
"Lay out the situation. Give him time to prepare for what he wants to do. Offer up to $500,000 for three hours of work. He won't refuse - it's too enticing. But if he does, bring him in anyway. I want him HERE. Understood?"
Stik nodded, grabbed Cap and the two Vampires headed out the door.
"Mr. O'Neill, you take over for Stik. Everyone else, be on your toes," Darrin said. Then he turned back to Wonder Woman, who was still leaning against the wall with the lasso around her ankle. "Amazon, remove the lasso, but remember who is in charge."
Wonder Woman obeyed, untying the lasso around her ankle and slipping it off. She knew what she had done and was embarrassed beyond belief. Not only had she pissed on herself, but also she had shared her inner-most embarrassing dirty secret. She pulled up her briefs and readjusted her bustier, trying to compose herself.
The guards were a lot more alert now after her thwarted rescue attempt. She knew she probably wouldn't get another chance, so she leaned back against the wall and relaxed, waiting the next, final humiliation of the evening. Throughout the broadcast ("Gods, how humiliating," Wonder Woman thought), Darrin had been saying there would be five requests. She had performed four, so only one remained. Perhaps when it was done, the vile thugs would release Kathy and she would have a chance to apprehend them.
After a few more minutes, O'Neill approached Darrin, who nodded curtly, motioned for Wonder Woman to kneel beside him, then turned to the camera.
"Gentlemen, our final request has come in so the bidding can stop," Darrin began. "However, this will take a few minutes to set up so I ask for your patience. We will be back on the air in 30 minutes. Until then, please enjoy replays of tonight's earlier events."
The camera cut off and Darrin retrieved the magic lasso and wrapped it around the Amazon princess. "Now, Wonder Bread, I'm doing this just to make sure you don't go anywhere. You are to stay put and not attempt any escape or rescue, understand?"
"Yes," Wonder Woman answered.
Stik and Cap approached the address Wonder Woman gave for Scott Chaudhry. It was 4 a.m., so it took a while for the accountant to answer his door.
"What do you want?" the voice shouted through the door.
"Mr. Chaudhry," Stik answered, "we have a very, VERY lucrative and rewarding opportunity for you. But you have to come with us now."
"What the HELL are you talking about," Chaudhry responded through the door. "Don't you know what fucking time it is? Come back tomorrow."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chaudhry, but this won't wait," Stik said. "This is a limited-time offer. Trust me, you will want to take advantage of it. Perhaps we could come in and discuss it?"
"No way am I letting you in," he said. "In fact, if you don't leave, I'm calling the cops."
"Mr. Chaudhry, I sincerely doubt you'll do that," Stik answered. "But what if I were to offer you $10,000 - right now - just to listen to what we have to say."
Chaudhry's interest was piqued. "How do I know you won't hurt me?"
"You don't," Stik answered. "However, if we were interested in hurting you, why come in the middle of the night and ask to be let in. We would have waited until you came out. Trust me, this is a legitimate business opportunity, but time is of the essence."
Chaudhry considered the options. Finally, he undid the locks and let the two men in.
"Thank you, Mr. Chaudhry," Stik said, smiling. "Here is your money, and there is a lot more where that came from. The only thing we need is 3-4 hours of your time. And, believe me, you will WANT to do this."
Chaudhry fanned the stack of bills Stik had handed him. He paused, then faced the two men. "OK, you've got my interest. What is it you want?"
"All will be explained." And with that Stik began laying out the situation.
After many minutes of preparation, Darrin and the Vampires were ready to resume the telecast. Stik was not back yet, but Darrin had received a call from him saying they were on their way with Chaudhry in tow.
"Welcome back," Darrin began. "The final request is a bit of a doozy, but I think we've got everything in order. Our final winner of the evening is the Sultan of Dubai for an amazing $100 million. Considering the price, we will bend the rules a little. Earlier we laid out the ground rules that there would be no death of permanent disfigurement. The Sultan asked if we could hang her, but part of our plan is to leave the Wonder Bitch alive to consider what she has been through. So we had to decline, even though he upped his offer considerably.
"However, even we couldn't pass up $100 million for what the Sultan settled for. Mr. O'Neill?"
O'Neill, a bulky man with wire-rimmed glasses, came before the camera. His soft voice didn't match his large frame, but it was cold, the kind of cold that inspires fear.
"The Sultan writes, `The Amazon whore has represented the ideals of a society that despises its own people. She upholds the government of the rich and corrupt. She is nothing but a sheep that leads others to slaughter. Here in Dubai, sheep serve other purposes than the wool and food they provide. They are a shepherd's lover on lonely nights. So the first half of my request is for the Amazon to be mounted like a shepherd mounts his sheep.' His second request will come later."
Wonder Woman was appalled. What in the world did they have in mind, mounting her? Darrin approached and removed the lasso, freeing her from its effects.
"OK, Wonder Bitch, get on all fours," he said. Wonder Woman looked at Kathy, who was still well-guarded and got on her hands and knees. Darrin then turned back to O'Neill and asked, "Would you like to do the honors?"
O'Neill smiled and approached the superheroine. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his penis, which was six inches flaccid. "You better lick it, but I'll give you the choice."
"It's my choice? Then, no."
O'Neill shrugged and said, "Your choice." He then walked behind Wonder Woman and, with one yank, jerked her briefs down her thighs. The sudden coolness surprised and scared the Amazon. With quick reflexes, she quickly leaped up.
"Don't," she begged. "Please, don't put your penis in me. I have done everything you have asked, but I beg you not to do that."
"Resume your position," Darrin commanded, "or the trigger is pulled again." She looked over at Kathy and noticed the gun pointed at the pregnant woman's head. Wonder Woman slowly got back on her hands and knees.
"Don't worry," O'Neill laughed as he moved behind the princess. "It's not your pussy I'm aiming for."
"Then what …" Wonder Woman began. Suddenly she felt his cockhead pressing against her sphincter and she understood. She wanted to run, to flee the situation and get as far away as possible. For perhaps the first time in her life, Wonder Woman felt fear. But she also knew she couldn't leave because of Kathy. So she braced herself for what was coming.
O'Neill put his hands on Wonder Woman's hips and felt her tense up. He had done this several times before and the excitement of making the woman wait was what excited him. He softly rubbed his cock head up and down the crack of her ass. It made him hard. He was waiting for the right moment.
Wonder Woman finally gave in to the suspense and turned around to see what he was waiting on. When O'Neill noticed her dark hair begin to turn, he thrust savagely inside her, plunging his now 10-inch cock halfway in.
The cry of agony Wonder Woman gave caused many of the thugs to put their hands over their ears. She tried to pull away, but O'Neill's hands on her hips prevented her from getting away. He reached one hand up and grabbed her hair, looking like a rodeo cowboy riding a bucking bronco.
Slowly, she calmed down and O'Neill picked up his pace. He began slowly moving in and out, always pushing a little deeper each time.
When he got three-quarters of the way in, he leaned down and asked, "How does it feel?" That was when he noticed the tears in her eyes. "Are you crying?"
A camera quickly panned in on her face and saw the tears trickling down her lovely face. Wonder Woman glanced up and saw it on the screen. It wasn't so much the pain, although she hurt. It was the humiliation that hurt worse. To be beaten by a supervillain was one thing. To be not beaten, but dominated and humiliated by common thugs was too much. She sniffed once, trying to regain her dignity, but the dick moving in and out of her ass was a constant reminder of her situation.
"Ask me for the rest," O'Neill said. "I want to hear you say, 'Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your cock.' Say it!"
Wonder Woman glanced at Darrin, who merely nodded. She closed her eyes and whispered, "Fill my ass with your penis."
"I didn't hear you," O'Neill sadistically said.
Louder this time, Wonder Woman said, "Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your penis."
O'Neill smiled, then said, "No, that's not what I said. Say exactly what I said, bitch."
Wonder Woman grimaced, then said, "Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your … cock."
"My what?"
"Your COCK!" she shouted.
O'Neill pushed further in and, surprisingly, the virgin Amazon ass took it. Slowly, granted, but she took it. Wonder Woman looked at the monitor and saw O'Neill's belly pressed firmly against her ass, showing everyone his cock was firmly planted inside her.
After a couple of minutes of O'Neill fucking her ass, Wonder Woman heard some movement behind her. She tried to turn around, but O'Neill had a firm grasp of her hair, preventing her from seeing what was going on.
O'Neill continued pumping in and out. She felt him stiffen, which she knew meant he was about to cum. Moments later, she felt the warm sperm move inside her. She nearly wretched thinking about the vileness of the situation.
When O'Neill was done, he kept his dick in her ass. The humiliated heroine tried to pull away, but he kept her in place.
"That was the first half of the Sultan's request," O'Neill said, his voice quavering from a mixture of fatigue and ecstasy. "For the second half …"
Two men suddenly grabbed Wonder Woman's arms and pushed her face to the mat. She struggled, but they had the leverage and the strength of numbers. Two other men grabbed her ankles and O'Neill still had her by the hips.
"For the second half," O'Neill continued, "the Sultan wants to give Wonder Woman a little reminder on behalf of the sheep of the world. He writes, 'Although we usually brand the ears of sheep, for the Amazon cow we will make one exception.'"
Wonder Woman then felt the heat near her ass. She looked in a monitor and saw the branding iron near her rump. She tried to fight to get away, but she couldn't move.
When the brand touched her skin, Wonder Woman screamed again. Fortunately for her, she passed out.
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Wonder Woman came to, she was face-down on the mat in the same position in which she had passed out. Her briefs were around her ankles and there was a bag of ice on the spot of her rear that had been branded. She glanced about and saw some of the Vampires packing the camera equipment.
"I'd leave the bag of ice where it is," Darrin said. He was sitting behind her. "Just a friendly suggestion."
Wonder Woman slowly rolled over and gingerly got to her knees. She carefully pulled her tights back into place and blew a soft whistle of pain when they connected with the fresh burn on her rump. Wonder Woman knew Amazon technology could heal the brand with no scar left behind. But the psychological scar would remain.
"I've done what you've asked," Wonder Woman finally said to Darrin, mustering as much of her remaining dignity as possible. "I've obeyed your vile commands and humiliated myself. Now let the woman go!"
"Patience," Darrin said. "Obviously we can't let her go without preparing our own departure. And we've got a few loose ends to tie up."
"What?" the Amazon asked.
As if on cue, Stik and Cap walked in. "We've taken care of what you've asked," Stik told Darrin. "Everything's set."
"Fantastic," Darrin answered. He turned back to Wonder Woman. "Well, Wonder Slut, we've got a slight dilemma. We can't just let you go and expect you not to pursue us, correct?"
Wonder Woman nodded. "You can count on it."
"That's what we were afraid of. So I'm sure you can understand why we have to do something to insure that does not happen."
Four men suddenly grabbed the Amazon and tugged her to the floor. Two spread her legs while two others held her arms. Wonder Woman tried to twist away, but found that, without her belt, she was unable to pull free.
“Wonder Woman, you have lorded it over everyone … especially men … for several years,” Darrin began, his voice taking on a more threatening tone. “Now, you will know what fear is.”
Savagely, he dropped to his knees, placing himself between Wonder Woman’s thighs. Using his legs, her spread her legs wider. Then, using a knife, he sliced away the familiar starry briefs. Stik then handed him the lasso, which Darrin wrapped tightly around her neck.
Holding the lasso with one hand, Darrin unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He then positioned his cock right outside of her vagina.
“Look at me,” he commanded. Helpless, Wonder Woman looked at him. The lariat around her neck was quite tight … she could barely breathe.
When Darrin saw her blue eyes locking on his, he plunged his penis into her cunt. Wonder Woman would have gasped, except the lasso was so tight she could only focus on breathing.
“How does it feel, bitch?” Darrin asked.
“It … it … hurrrrrts,” she croaked.
Darrin sawed in and out. She was tighter than he imagined, saw to him it felt wonderful. But he knew it was not very pleasant for her. He glanced up and noticed the men with portable cameras were filming. He smiled, as this was part of the plan.
As time passed, Darrin tightened the lasso. Wonder Woman’s eyes began bulging and her face turned pink, then red. She was also close to orgasm. The autoasphyxiation was a new sensation to the Amazon and the approach of death and pleasure was more intense than she had imagined. Darrin knew he, too, was close to cumming, so he tried to gather himself … replacing his excitement of fucking the world’s most beloved heroine to a menacing scowl.
He looked deep in the Amazon’s eyes, which were beginning to roll back in her head. Darrin loosened the lariat a tad … just enough to bring her eyes back into focus.
“Wonder Woman, when you think about coming after us, you will remember this,” he said. “You will remember that you are alive simply because I choose for you to be alive.”
He then felt Wonder Woman shudder in orgasm. She couldn’t thrash - with the men holding her down, she could barely move, and with the lasso around her neck, she didn’t have the energy.
“And you will remember that you came from this … you will remember that I LET you cum,” he said. “And you will remember the feeling of my jism filling you up.” Darrin came at that moment … this time his eyes rolled back, savoring his moment of ultimate triumph over Wonder Woman. He then collapsed on top of her chest, spent.
Wonder Woman’s convulsions shook him out of his reverie. The lasso around her neck had tightened and she couldn’t breath. Darrin slowly sat up, his cock still grazing the lips of her pussy, and watched. The Amazon’s mouth was open and her tongue was beginning to poke out … gasping for air. He knew she had less than a minute.
“Remember this feeling, Wonder Woman … every time you THINK about coming after us, you will remember that it is because of ME … your MASTER … that you are even alive.”
He released the lasso and Wonder Woman gasped loudly, taking in as much air as possible. The four Vampires got off of the Amazon as she curled up in a ball … trying to regain any strength. Darrin uncurled the lariat, then wrapped it around her waist.
"Just one last thing," Darrin continued. He then motioned to Stik who opened the door and ushered Scott Chaudhry into the room. "Once a week, you will visit Mr. Chaudhry's residence and perform the same masturbation you told us about. However, you will grow more and more bold. Within a month, you will knock on his door, asking to talk to him about a case. You will allow yourself to be seduced and you will do exactly what he says. When you leave, you will be racked with guilt and believe you were raped by him, but you will not take any action because you will be afraid of sending the wrong message to women. After all, if they believe YOU, Wonder Woman, can be raped, then ANYONE can.
"Finally, you will remember EVERYTHING about tonight. The only difference is you will think you were still passed out for the next 15 minutes. When you awake, all the commands we have given you will take effect. Do you understand?"
"Yes," Wonder Woman answered.
"Very well," Darrin said. "Lie down. You will wake up in 15 minutes."
Wonder Woman laid down on the mat and closed her eyes. As soon as she did, Darrin turned to Scott. "Mr. Chaudhry, she's all yours. Now, you do remember the deal, don't you?"
Chaudhry smiled. "Of course. I tip you off on any problems that might spring up from here until eternity. I receive a million bucks up front and $100,000 each year. Plus I get Wonder Woman as my personal sex slave."
"Not a bad deal, eh?" Stik said. "And just remember …" Stik quickly pulled out his gun … "if you try to screw us, you better make sure you screw all of us. Because we WILL find you."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Chaudhry protested. "This is the sweetest fucking deal I've ever gotten. No way do I screw you guys."
And with that, everyone departed, leaving Wonder Woman to her her shameful new life.
Wonder Woman in "Hack the Planet" by pnagrra777
"Diana, we've got a problem."
"That's good. Not much has been happening around here lately!"
"Well, you can cast that thought aside. It seems a lot has been happening around here, just that no one seemed to know about it... until now."
"What's been going on?"
"Someone or something has been breaking into IADC headquarters without us knowing about it. Nothing seems to be physical missing, but IRAC just notified us that he's been detecting unlocked main doors and unauthorized elevator operations for the past month."
"Strange. Why didn't IRAC notify us earlier?"
"Well, that's just it, IRAC may be part of the problem. My guess is that our new computer consultants we hired earlier this year, CyberCell Systems, have something to do with this."
"Hmmm, I thought all our computer systems were handled internally?"
"Government cutbacks. Seems like you weren't the only one that felt we weren't doing much around here. We've had to unfortunately downsize some of our departments; however, systems wasn't targeted. Many of the lab boys just decided to jump ship. The timing couldn't have been worse... or more perfect? I need you to check out CyberCell."
"I'll get right on it Steve," buzzed Diana.
"Keep me informed, and be careful. If what I'm saying is true, then they may know all about you, me, and all the other agents, including all of our top secrets stored in IRAC."
"Yes sir," said Diana as Steve left the office. Diana took a deep breath and quickly started making her way to the top floor where IRAC was kept. Along the way, she worriedly thought to herself, "If Steve only knew what other information IRAC knew about Diana Prince!"
IRAC was the IADC's main computer, and it hadn't taken long for IRAC to figure out that Diana Prince was really America's greatest super heroine, Wonder Woman. Diana actually wasn't too surprised. What surprised her was why hadn't anyone else figured it out. She thought it must be those huge black rimmed glasses she always wore. No matter, she had more pressing matters to attend to now.
Diana entered the computer room while IRAC lit up in recognition of its visitor. The massive mainframe computer was a true technological marvel. "He" had breakthroughs in artificial intelligence, visual perception, human interaction, parallel processing, number crunching, database organization, and on and on. In the back of her mind, Diana wondered why so many lab boys would leave? After all, IRAC was the bleeding edge of AI, surely a computer geeks dream job?
"Hello IRA."
"Hello Diana. How are you doing?" IRAC's computerized voice spoke.
"I'm fine, but I need to check you out."
"Very well Diana, but I am functioning well within operating parameters."
Diana let out a slight smile as she spun, creating a brilliant flash of white light, then appearing as Wonder Woman! She checked to see if her magic belt and lasso had made the teleportation and walked up to IRAC's main console.
"Don't worry, IRA. This won't hurt at all," winked the amazing amazon as her fingers typed out commands at blinding speeds. Within the minute, the buxom heroine found what she was looking for. A rogue program was invading IRAC's L5 memory bank. However, as she started to trace it, the video console lit up displaying a dark figure.
"Ahhh, Wonder Woman! I was expecting you. Let me introduce myself. I am Dr. Hacker, hacker extraordinaire, and I must say Wonder Woman, you found my little trojan program quite fast, possibly faster than I could... bravo!"
"I don't know who you are, but you've broken into a top secret government computer and that is a federal offense. Bring yourself and any information you have stolen to the proper authorities," Wonder Woman commanded.
"Well, well, well. Are you SURE about that... Ms. PRINCE!" bellowed the shadowy figure.
Wonder Woman's eyes narrowed in concern. She needed to contain this information somehow, "What do you want?"
"CyberCell Systems. Find it, be there, and come as Diana Prince, or else your little secret is broadcast to the world in a single keystroke... don't you just love the internet! w00t!"
Wonder Woman glared at the fading image of Dr. Hacker, "You'll never get away with this."
It hadn't been a problem getting the address of CyberCell headquarters, but getting there was taking some time. CyberCell was located in the middle of nowhere, deep in the mountains, and it was dusk by the time Diana had reached the entrance.
To her unsurprise, the place looked deserted. It was a two floor office building about 10,000 sq.ft., with an ominous looking double main door. Diana noticed some cracks at the base of the relatively new looking building, "Must be shoddy workmanship. I guess they don't make them like they used to." Dark windows obscured the inside of the building, while cameras spied down from the flat rooftop.
"This is ridiculous. This is so obviously a trap," Diana thought to herself. She toyed with the idea of at least rounding the building, but she decided to go the direct route, straight up to the main door. Diana paused for a second, looking over her shoulder. "Alright, Dr. Hacker, I'm here and I'm alone, and somehow I don't believe you're really a Doctor." There was no response. "I don't have time for your petty games..." Nothing. Annoyed, Diana reached for the door handle when suddenly, the floor underneath her flicked open. She immediately fell down a metallic tube slide for what felt like several floors and was finally dumped into an underground room where two face-masked cronies, complete with pocket protectors?, were waiting.
They quickly grabbed the visitor, handcuffed her arms in front of her, and guided her out of the room into a long hallway. As Diana Prince, her aggressors easily kept her under control.
"Who are you? Where is the Dr.?" Diana questioned.
"Shut up Wonder Boobies. You'll meet him soon enough."
The three of them left the small room and entered a maze of tunnels. After twists and turns, they entered a spacious underground hall where another masked man was sitting on a throne. Diana also noticed two more masked goons on either side of him.
"Welcome, Ms. Prince, to my humble..."
"Forget the niceties. Dr. Hacker I presume? I'm here to take you and your friends here to the authorities," announced Diana brashly.
"My, aren't we a bit over confident. I'm afraid you're in no position to do such a thing."
"On the contrary," and with one swift move she pulled her hands out, shattering the handcuffs, and bopping the two men alongside her in one swipe. The two men went flying to opposite sides of the hall and fell stone cold out.
"WHAT?!@#$ Get her!" ordered the confused leader. The men on either side of him ran toward Diana, but were deftly grabbed and thrown to the ground with amazon ease and grace.
Diana gave a smile to the dumbfounded Hacker. Quickly flinging off the beret she was wearing, and slipping her military jacket and slacks off with super human speed, she revealed her Wonder Woman outfit underneath! "Now, are you going to come peacefully or are we going to have to do this the hard way?"
"You amaze me in more ways than one Wonder Woman, but I'm afraid I'm not going anywhere."
"Fine," said the amazon as she started sauntering toward the figure on the dais. Acutely aware that anything could happen, she saw Hacker hit a button on a console located on his throne chair. Two gun barrels popped out on either side of his massive throne and started capping off rounds.
With a bit of concentration, Wonder Woman deflected the bullets with her bracelets as she made her way to the front of Dr. Hacker. By the time the machine guns had run out of ammo, Wonder Woman was directly facing him. She reached out to grab the enemy, but at the same time, tentacle like cables shot out of the barrels of the guns, snaking around her outstretched hands and legs.
"Reinforced itanium cables Wonder Woman, strong enough to hold you just long enough for me to do this!" smirked Hacker as he grabbed her magic belt from the front and ripped it off her bodice. Wonder Woman's eyes shot wide open as she suddenly felt the full vice-like grip of the metallic tentacles around her arms and legs.
"Rrrrrrrr", roared the amazon.
"You know, you really shouldn't have let IRAC know all of your wonderful secrets." Wonder Woman couldn't believe it. When did IRAC figure out that her belt gave her her super powers!?
"You will let me go," Wonder Woman announced defiantly, feigning ignorance of her current predicament.
"Yeah right!" Dr. Hacker laughed as he tossed her belt and lasso behind his throne. He then slowly removed the face mask he was wearing.
"Dr. Evansbrite!"
"Dr. Evansbrite is no more. You will henceforth know me as Dr. Hacker... to be Master Hacker before long... ah haha ha!" Hacker then started undoing his pants in front of the her.
"Wh... what are you doing? Dr. Evansbrite, you'll lose your job at the IADC for this..."
"Bwahaha. I always knew you were such a self absorbed bitch, Diana. I quit my head programming job at the I. A. Fuckin'. D. C. and brought along the rest of the lab boys with me. But screw that, I've been dreaming about this moment for a long time. Ever since I found out about your little secret identity."
"You sick perverted... If you dare touch me you pathetic... geek... I'm going to..."
POW! Hacker let out the hardest left he could muster straight to Wonder Woman's midsection, knocking the air out of her. As she struggled to regain her breathe, Hacker whispered to her face, "What, exactly, are you going to do to me?"
SLAP! With an open faced right hand, Hacker slapped Wonder Woman's face. Her head flung to one side and her raven hair showered all over.
Hacker then hit some more buttons on his console. The tentacles forced her to kneel down and pulled her face toward Hacker's lower area. As Wonder Woman cleared her head, Hacker slipped down his briefs from his sitting position. To Wonder Woman's fear and surprise, a huge member was staring her right in the face; its head engorged and aching for action.
"I'm not so pathetic now... ehh?"
"No. You'll never... MBBMBBLM!"
The amazon was cut off as Hacker took the opportunity of her open, blabbering mouth, entering her orally. He went slow at first, moving her head up and down his shaft. Her full, red lips wrapped around his pole, and her warm mouth gushing with saliva.
"Suck."
Wonder Woman reeled from the shock. She could feel his penis fill her mouth. How dare anyone do this to her. No way was she going to comply with his wishes. She let her saliva dribble out her mouth and onto his lap.
"Jeeezus, you're the worst cock sucker ever Wonder Bitch."
Wonder Woman gave Hacker the evil eye. She contemplated biting down, but didn't think that was a wise thing to do... yet.
"You will suck, or you will die. You choose..."
Then Hacker, in one rough movement, pushed into her throat. Her mouth planted firmly against the base of his shaft, she could feel him deep down in her throat choking her. She struggled and gagged, but to no avail.
The seconds ticked by as her face flushed a deep red color. Hacker was frustrated. Wonder Woman was going to pass out rather than give him what he wanted. It angered him, and he started to ram Wonder Woman's mouth up and down his shaft roughly. She breathed when she got a chance and tried to stay controlled and calm, but it was hard as she was literally getting her face fucked.
However, Wonder Woman soon felt his impending climax and tried to brace herself. Hacker just grinned and slammed his cock as deep as he could into her throat, once again, plastering the poor amazon's face into his crotch.
He shot his first load straight down into her throat forcing Wonder Woman to swallow, and then he pulled out slightly and shot a second load into her gagging mouth. The thought of swallowing again sickened her and she spit the cum out her mouth and chin.
Hacker then promptly shoved a red ball gag into the amazon's mouth. The ball had a white star on it and, as he securely fastened the leather straps behind her head, he asked, "An appropriate gag... don't ya think?" Wonder Woman growled back at him with her cum streaked face. "Yeah, I really really do think!"
Hacker then hit a button on the console and Wonder Woman was raised up off the ground. She was held up by her arms above her head and her legs spread slightly apart. The Dr. stood up and removed her bracelets, then kneeled down and removed her boots, the tentacles moving away and back into position appropriately. He reached down beside his throne and revealed a pair of red pumps complete with matching mini white stars and ankle straps.
With a little effort, Hacker managed to slip the heels onto her wiggling feet and secure the ankle straps. He then reached behind her and unzipped her boustier from the back and pulled it off. Wonder Woman noticed Hacker's penis start to harden again as he stared at her glorious breasts.
"What a rack!"
He then reached down to her blue star-spangled panties and ripped them off in one motion revealing a neat patch of dark hair. Hacker stepped back to revel in his prize.
Wonder Woman had the most perfect body in the world and it was his to do as he pleased. She was stripped naked, totally helpless and exposed. Hacker knew he could do her right now in her restrained position, but he wanted to fight a struggling Wonder Woman. He wanted to hold her down himself and humiliate her. "Ahhh, heaven on earth", he thought to himself. He fingered his console again, and the tentacles released their strong grip on Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman was thinking just one thing: get my magic belt. Naked, gagged, and in heels, she jumped towards Hacker, first faking left, then pushing off to the right, leaving the Dr. grasping thin air. She quickly took the opportunity to run towards her belt and lasso she knew lay behind the throne, and glimpsed her magic items when she smashed, head first, into some type of barrier, sending her dazed and confused to the ground.
Hacker strolled over to her as she was trying to get up. He grabbed her by her long hair and viciously pulled back on it. Wonder Woman's head arched painfully back as she reached with her arms to release his cruel grasp. Hacker couldn't help but notice how her back thrust forward and made her breasts jutt out.
"You are a stupid woman. Did you actually think I would leave your belt accessible once I had it?" Hacker tapped the almost invisible wall. "A reinforced, bullet proof glass wall... I had it come down while you were busy trying to breathe," Hacker explained with a smile.
Hacker then pulled all the way back on her head, flipping the amazon on her back. Wonder Woman cried out behind her gag in anger and pain, and fought valiantly to keep him from mounting her, but, without her powers, she was no match for the Dr. She now realized she was in real trouble; behind his cold veiled eyes, she saw the calculated, deviant mind at play; the menacing darkness exposing itself.
Grabbing her, he pinned her wrists to the ground next to her shoulders and spread her legs with his lower body. He looked down at her incredible bust and started sucking away.
"Mmmmmm Mmmmm Goooood!"
With vigor, Wonder Woman continually tried to break free, struggling and kicking. It only drove the Dr. wild with more excitement. Looking into her sky blue eyes, he put his whole weight on top of her body and aimed for her virtue.
"I know you want it Wonder Bimbo. Your sopping wet down there." taunted the Dr.
Wonder Woman struggled in vain, to at least delay him so she could try to figure a way out, but the Dr. would push on her harder, her legs inching out in invitation.
It was an incredible sight as Wonder Woman struggled and squirmed, legs spread, trying to keep Hacker from finding his goal. The two fought body on body, each other breathing heavily. Hacker was loving every second of it. He loved the way the amazon was crying out from under her gag and resisting his ministrations. Each time Hacker's tip touched upon her lips, the amazon bucked and would fight to reposition herself under him. The inevitable was unavoidable though, as Hacker was much stronger than the tiring amazon.
He entered her.
Wonder Woman threw her chin up and arched her back trying to move away from the penetration, but she was securely held down. The Dr. grinned in ecstasy. He started pushing into her with a rhythm, driving deeper each time.
"You give the worst blowjobs, Wonder Ditz, but you are one incredible fuck," Hacker breathlessly voiced with each thrust.
With his last words, he pushed into her hard, entering her to the hilt. Wonder Woman could feel him fully inside herself and she looked away in disgust. She imagined how she looked to someone standing nearby: utterly naked and gagged, wearing red heels like some porn magazine slut, penetrated and pinned to the floor by a rapist. She felt suddenly defeated, as if she had let down all her sisters, her mother, back at Paradise Island. Sweat beaded down her body. She wasn't going to give up now, telling herself she would wait for the opportunity to strike. She glanced back at the dais and stared longingly at her belt and lasso lying nearby as Hacker violated her, long and hard.
He didn't let up one bit either. He pounded into her with violent thrusts and started calling her names: "Wonder Slut", "fuck doll", "jizz receptacle". She closed her eyes and shook her head in resistance to the heat rising inside, but her impending orgasm rose with each thrust into her body. Soon, Hacker was seizing and ejaculating into her, and Wonder Women was gasping into her gag.
"NOOMBBBBLLLMMMPHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Hacker kissed her on the cheek and whispered into her ear, "That was wonderful Wonder Whore, now I want something special."
He positioned and pinned her arms behind her back and flipped her. He held her arms together with one hand and started to enter her dark hole. Wonder Woman screamed through her gag and, this time, was determined to not be violated again. She tightly closed her buttocks together in a chastity like grip and thrashed around wildy.
"Ahhh, I love it. You make things so enjoyable... oh and yell as much as you like, I enjoy screamers..."
The Dr. slowly but surely worked his free hand between Wonder Woman's cheeks. Even though she fought to keep her ass closed, Hacker manipulated his middle finger in and out of her back hole, slowly assaulting her. As minutes passed, Wonder Woman couldn't help but tire of her grip, and Hacker could visibly see his finger push in and out of her. The time was right and Hacker quickly released his fingers and pushed in through her sphincter.
Hacker smiled at her muffled screams, and he could feel her clench tightly closed again, but this time he was already in her. The pressure on his penis was incredible and it drove him nuts.
"I assure you, the more you resist, the more painful it is, but it's up to you."
Hacker pushed in and grunted. Her ass was so tight his penis barely made any headway. Hacker grabbed her hair and pulled back. The pain made Wonder Woman lose concentration for a second and he was able to push an inch into her. That was all he needed. He pulled back ever so slightly then rammed as hard as he could into her backside. Wonder Woman squealed like a stuck pig. She tried to fight, but it was of no use. Her screams soon turned to whimpers and her resistance turned to surrender. Hacker grinned with satisfaction as he pounded home his message:
"You are my slut Wonder Woman. You do whatever I want you to do. You understand slut?"
POW POW POW! Wonder Woman's backside burned with pain from the unnatural invasion. He couldn't absolutely believe his fortune; he was fucking the great Wonder Woman up the ass! It was an incredible feeling of power to ream the stuck up heroine.
He could also feel that she wasn't fighting back anymore, so he released his grasp from her arms and grabbed her hips from the side. He pulled her ass up into the air and started to do her from a kneeling position behind her as her arms and upper body lay limp on the ground.
Plunging one final time deep into the amazon's anal canal, he ejaculated with an expression of contentness. He looked on with delight as her abused sphincter snapped shut as he pulled out his penis, trapping his spunk in her tight little canal. He wondered how long it would take to loosen her ass and looked forward to finding out.
Hacker evilly laughed out loud, making Wonder Woman look back. Hacker was staring right at her. She dropped her eyes from his gaze and he belted out another string of maniacal laughs.
As Hacker bellowed, Wonder Woman reached to undo her gag. She took it off and then started to reach for her strewn clothing when she noticed feet forming a circle around her. The four "lab boys" she had dispatched of earlier were fully conscious, unmasked and closing in on her.
Wonder Woman recognized one of them as another IRAC programmer and she tried to cover her nakedness with her hands and looked for an opportunity to strike. The lab boys were ready this time though, plus she didn't have her powers. One of them easily smothered her and entered her, "Payback time bitch!".
"NO... NO! Don't do this..." cried the amazon as the man rolled her over so that she was on top.
A second man grabbed her head and pushed his penis straight into her mouth, "That should shut you up... Miss Prissy Prince." Another lab boy with some rope grabbed her arms and tied them together, wrist to elbow, behind her. After tying her arms up, he spread her ass cheeks apart and plowed into her anus making a squishy sound. The man below, seeing her jiggling breasts, grabbed them and started to pull, push, crush, slosh and pinch them. The fourth geek started to jack off to the scene, eagerly awaiting his turn.
Watching the gangbang with obvious enjoyment also, Hacker went to his throne and sat down, savoring the moment. He hit some buttons on his console and, soon, the rest of his geekmen, seven more, entered the hall.
"Have fun geeksters! and then bring her to my room!" was Hacker's command as his throne disappeared into the floor.
The geeks gladly obliged, raping Wonder Woman. It was useless to fight back and the words Hacker had called her before came back and haunted her. The lab boys handled her roughly and, after multiple orgasms and seemingly neverending sexual abuse, her eyes started to glaze over.
After being satiated, one by one, the geeks returned to their personal computer terminals, and started net-talking about the edits & cuts they'd be making to the raw video footage. Three hours since they first started, a subset of geeks were left, and, at this point, they were wondering if she was conscious or not. Wonder Woman's arms had slipped free from their bounds earlier, and she lay on the ground motionless.
"Dude, you got any dildos? She probably feels really empty. Heh," one of the geeks jeered.
"No man, but, hey, we got that bat we use for beating up the Barney doll!"
"Well go get it dude."
"Allright, allright," the geek grumbled as he went to fetch it.
As the hall door slammed shut, another voice piped up, "Hey let's fist her."
"Dude, I don't know."
"Fuck that! Come on," said another voice in the group, as he went over to the amazon and held one of her arms down. Talking into her ear, he whispered, "Were gonna give you a good fisting, Wonder Slut."
Barely able to speak, Wonder Woman managed to rasply beg, "Please... no."
Her pleas for mercy were laughed off as the group of geeks securely held down her arms and legs. They stretched her legs wide apart and one of them pushed his fist into her vagina.
Wonder Woman's face contorted with pain. She wanted to scream but no sound came out of her mouth. As the geek's fist disappeared into her, the geeksters stared in morbid fantasy as her vagina visibly stretched and teared. The geek fisting her laughed out loud at Wonder Woman's bucking and started to pump his fist in and out of her.
"What the hell! I have to go get the damn bat and you go ahead and start fisting her!"
"Aww shut up," the guy replied as he pulled his bloodied hand from Wonder Woman's vagina. "If you want, rip her a new asshole with your stupid bat."
"Damn straight I will. Flip her over!" the bat man angrily ordered.
Wonder Woman faintly heard what was going on and tried to get away to no avail, "Hera, help me!"
"Ain't no Hera to help you here! Heh heh heh!"
The nerd with the bat wasted no time and pushed the wide end into her butt. Her cum filled anus did little to lubricate and comfort the amazon. Her sphincter was immediately torn and busted wide open to accommodate the massive log. Wonder Woman felt like she was being split apart (she was) and froze in fear and pain. The geekster continued, pushing in the bat cruelly as it horridly rearranged her innards. He was able to get almost a quarter of the bat into her and then started to rotate and sodomize her with it.
"Allright man, that's enough."
"Jesus, that's sick... like Stile sick or something."
"I think she fainted dude," one of the geeks commented as the other nerds released their grasps.
"Bitch!" the bat held pocket protector toting nerd yelled out, and then proceeded to lift her ass up in the air with the bat and shake her until the bat slipped out of her anus with a "sloooosh".
The boys flipped her on her side and stared in disbelief. Her bruised and battered body was coated with streams of cum, down her mouth and chin, her face, over her breasts, down her inner thighs. Her breasts were a deep red and purple; no longer pert and round, they sagged and drooped from abuse.
Her vagina gaped open and seeped out a mixture of blood and cum, but the worst was her backside. She had been seriously backholed by the bat and her sphincter lay curled wide open and useless, a dark tunnel proceeding down her anal canal.
One of the stronger geeks, grinning, picked up the amazon, slung her over his shoulder and carried her to the "bedroom suite". Dr. Hacker was waiting.
After the geek had delivered the goods, the Dr. stripped off his clothes and knelt beside the broken amazon. In spite of her rough treatment, she was still wearing the high heeled shoes and her tiara. Hacker smiled, undid the ankle straps, and slipped of the heels and star emblazoned tiara. He then gently picked her up and brought her into a large adjoining, lavish bathroom. The far end of the bathroom was setup as a walk in shower where he carried the unconscious amazon into. He grabbed the detachable shower head and started the flow of warm water.
He washed away all the grime and cum from her body and started to slowly clean her with a soft soapy sponge. Wonder Woman awoke from her unconsciousness. She could feel the warm water run over her and the soothing steam from the water. Someone was washing and cleaning her and she strained to open her eyes.
Her vision was blurred and unable to make out the figure. She opened her mouth to try to speak, but nothing came out. She decided to let the warm water and soapy caresses soothe her aching body. From head to toe, he washed her. He took extra care around her sensitive parts, but the pain still shot through her. She was too beaten to move or even think.
Reaching for some antiseptic, he lightly applied it around her bruised and battered body. Wonder Woman jerked and tensed from the contact. Lightly massaging her one last time, he then dried himself and then wrapped her in a towel, carrying her to the bed in the main room.
He laid her down on the bed and dried off her body. He put her under the covers and slipped in next to her, gently draping his arm across her chest, resting next his prize. Wonder Woman felt someone next to her. Her mind was so confused, a jumbled state of hallucina. She thought she felt something prick her arm and then felt a sudden urgency to run, but she was so tired, so very tired... she let out a moan as she slipped back into sweet unconsciousness.
Wonder Woman awoke with a start. "Oooooo! What happened? Where am I?". She took a few minutes to clear her clouded head and looked around the room. No one was around, but there was some food and water located next to the bed. She also saw her suit with the belt and lasso, of course, missing. Determined to kick some gluteus max, she quickly put on her tights, boots, bracelets, tiara, and earrings. She noticed that her previously ripped panties were roughly sewn together with a blue thread. She smirked; They must have been sewn by a "male".
Finished gearing up, Wonder Woman looked at the food, but decided against it. She was hungry and thirsty, but something told her there was something more to the food than met the eye. She went to inspect the door, but before she could reach for the knob, it started opening. She stopped in her tracks, preparing for the intruder.
"Ahh, good morning Wonder Woman. How are you?", Hacker brightly smiled.
"YOU! How dare you do those things to me. You won't get away with this," Wonder Woman burned.
"My, my. We are a bit bitchy this morning aren't we? Not even the least bit appreciative for your fixed tights?"
"Give it up Hacker. You couldn't sew if your life depended on it. I'm taking you in to the proper authorities."
"Ahhh ha ha, like you tried to yesterday? And how, pray tell, are you going to accomplish that today? You're just like any other woman now... weak and subservient," Hacker beamed. "I am your master now."
Wonder Woman started to boil. She wanted to pulverize this arrogant male and his geekmen to little pieces for raping her, but she realized she needed to keep her cool.
"You're a master of nothing. The IADC is looking for Diana Prince at this moment. It's only a matter of time until you and your bunch of computer losers are found out."
"Dream on Wondy. No one's gonna find us here. You're mine to enjoy and that's that. By the way, why don't you eat something?"
"I eat when I want to, and don't try to change the subject."
"Well, if you don't want to eat, then have you used the bathroom yet?" Wonder Woman was irritated by Hacker's line of questioning. "Well, I will help you then."
The amazon snarled, "I use the bathroom when I want to."
Hacker's face turned grim and walked up to the amazon. Wonder Woman held her ground firmly. She was not going to let him dominate her, even if she didn't have her powers.
Each other staring coldly at the other, Hacker spoke calmly, "I asked you nicely the first time, now I'm telling you: eat something and use the bathroom or I'll make you."
"I am not your sla..."
PUNCH! Hacker cut off what Wonder Woman was saying with a hard right to the side of her face. Her head exploded with stars as she fell to the carpeted floor. She was getting sloppy... "I should have seen that coming a mile away!". She looked up to see him winding up for another blow.
"NO! Ok, I'll use it... myself," unwilling to be punched and slapped again by this vile person.
Hacker stopped in mid-swing. He smiled and stepped back. Wonder Woman slowly ate some of the fruits and drank some water then carefully made her way to the bathroom. As she disappeared into the bathroom, Hacker sat back on the bed and switched on the TV. It displayed a view of the bathroom. Hacker could see Wonder Woman pulling down her blue star spangled panties and use the toilet.
Rubbing his hand, Hacker was happy the injection had kept her a bit off balance this morning.
"Great Hera help me. I've got to get out of here and find my belt," Wonder Woman thought to herself. After flushing, she walked around the bathroom, looking for anything she could use as a weapon, but there wasn't anything useful. There were no windows (of course not, we're underground Diana!) and the sink/mirror area was stocked with only cosmetics and the like. She needed to delay Hacker and get some time to think... a shower would be a good diversion.
She stripped naked and jumped into the shower, giving herself a refreshing bath. She cleaned herself carefully and examined her body. She grimaced when cleaning around her private parts. Her amazonian genes had healed her quite nicely, but certain parts were still sensitive to touch.
Drying herself, then putting on her suit, she sat in front of the cosmetics area. She dried her hair with the hair dryer, put on a bit of makeup, and put on a nice coating of red, cherry lipstick. She licked her lips sensously and puckered them in front of the mirror. She was ready. She entered the main room. She saw Hacker lying on the bed, watching the tv screen. She smiled inwardly, having seen the hidden camera inside the bathroom, she knew she had been watched.
She put on a comforting voice as she inched closer, "Hacker, you need help. I know people who can help you. I can help you. I want to help you."
Totally disregarding her comments, Hacker bluntly said, "I'm amazed at how fast you have healed, Wonder Bitch. Your tits are back in perfect shape and your vagina and ass have closed up. You must have some type of natural amazonian healing power. I can't believe my good fortune... I can fuck you anyway I want and you'll be as good as new the next day!"
Wonder Woman, tired of the whole situation and his crudeness, shouted, "You sick pervert! You need to be put away for a long time! You'll never have me!"
"Strong words for someone as weak as you are. I think you need some time to think things over," Hacker replied.
"Hacker got off the bed, grabbing some coils of rope he had next to the bed, and started walking towards her menacingly. Wonder Woman took some steps back and struck a defensive posture. She was a little worried, but didn't show it. Without her powers, she needed to be careful and cunning, and her amazonian upbringing helped her concentrate though her mind still felt a bit foggy, "Must have been poisoned last night." As Hacker approached closer, she concentrated on her plan and suddenly threw a handful of talcum powder straight at his face. Hacker had been so intently watching her pretty her face up, he hadn't noticed her slip the powder in her hand. Hacker was blinded for the moment. Using her right foot, Wonder Woman aimed for his crotch and kicked hard. Really hard. She looked on in surprise as Hacker caught her foot in midair.
"Thought you might try hitting me there, bitch!" Hacker smiled as he cleared his eyes.
He then raised her leg high in the air and she went tumbling backwards to the floor. He twisted her leg and Wonder Woman, letting out a shriek of pain, was forced to flip over. Hacker then jumped on the amazon and gathered her arms behind her. He tied her arms together at her elbows then at her wrists. He then bound her legs together at her knees, removed her boots, and proceeded to tie her ankles together. Hacker finally pulled her arms and legs together. Wonder Woman was hog tied!
"Untie me!" Wonder Woman cried.
"Bitch, I am tired of your bitching," grumbled Hacker, as he grabbed her starspangled tights and ripped them off in one swipe. "So much for the stitches... I did the best I could though. Really I did."
Hacker then inserted her tights into her vagina until only a small leaf of blue and white peeked out of her; he then tied one end of rope around her neck, sent the rope between her legs, and pulled tightly, so the rope wedged into her vaginal lips and ass cheeks. He finally tied the other end to her wrists making sure there was no slack.
"Unggh, what are you do... MMBBLLMM!"
Hacker tied a rolled up hankerchief around her mouth and head, shutting the talkative amazon up. He tugged on the rope between her legs, eliciting groans from the gagged and bound amazon.
Hacker then unzipped her boustier and pulled it off her body making her roll to the side. He stared for a few seconds at Wonder Woman's awesome rack before she rolled her front side away from his gaze. Hacker smiled and went to the door and opened it. Wonder Woman craned to see what was in the next room. It was some type of laboratory/torture room, filled with tables, chains, devices... Wonder Woman shuddered in her bounds.
Hacker carried the squirming amazon to the adjoining torture room and brought her to a small cage sitting on the floor. He dumped the resistive Wonder Woman into the cage, closed, and padlocked it. The cage was about 5'x3'x3' and Wonder Woman was naked and hogtied within.
"I won't be long, Wondy... enjoy yourself, I've got to take a shower and get ready for our day of fun!" Hacker exclaimed as he disappeared into the bedroom.
Wonder Woman struggled to break free, but the knots were too tight, and any movement caused the rope between her legs to rub against her. Wonder Woman hated Hacker for this sexual torture, but it increasingly turned her on. She could feel her panties which were stuffed inside her and it didn't feel altogether that unsettling. In just a few minutes, she was panting heavily behind her gag, trying to stay in control.
However, Wonder Woman was soon moaning in ecstacy as her first orgasm wracked her body. Her juices soaked into her panties and started seeping into the rope. She twisted and writhed in her cage as the rope between her legs sawed into her, bringing her to a second devastating climax. The more she fought, the more powerful each orgasm blasted through her. Several minutes later, finally trying to regain control, she forced herself not to move, as she tried to relax. Wonder Woman was ashamed at herself for so easily being climaxed like that. Hacker would pay dearly.
As she lay in her cage immobile, Hacker returned. "How do you like my Hefner jams Wondy? Ha." He went straight to the cage and opened it up. He noticed that her pussy was dripping wet and a thin layer of sweat covered her body. He smiled. He untied the rope between her legs and slid it out. He then fingered her snatch and pulled her dripping wet blue star-spangled tights out. He then proceeded to undo the handkerchief in her mouth, quickly shoving her cum soaked panties into her mouth, and used the pussy soaked rope to keep her panties in place and keep her quiet.
Wonder Woman screamed out from under her gag in disgust. She could taste her own juices and her mind reeled from the humiliation. The taste and smell of her own sex! Gadzooks!
"You put on a great show, Wonder Woman. You are one hot slut!" Hacker bellowed.
It dawned on Wonder Woman that Hacker was watching her while she was fighting her bonds and orgasming. She twisted in desperation; her mind wanted to break free and tear the man apart, but her body cried out for more sexual release.
Hacker could see the anguish in the amazon's face and he reveled in the perversity of it. He reached down and picked up the struggling amazon out of the cage. He placed her in the center of the room where four chains were secured on the floor. Hacker cut the rope between her hands and feet and untied her arms. To each wrist he attached a chain. He then untied her feet and attached a chain to each ankle.
He got up and went to a nearby console and hit a button. The chains, which disappeared into the floor, pulled Wonder Woman taught, spread eagled on the floor like an X.
"God Wonder Woman, you look good enough to eat," Hacker said as he knelt down between her legs and started sucking on her breasts.
"You like this, don't you?", Hacker asked matter of factly. Wonder Woman growled beneath her gag and shook her head negatively. "We'll see..."
Hacker moved his tongue down her body and then proceeded to lightly tongue her lower lips. They were already engorged from the sexual stimulation. Ever so slightly tongueing her sex, he lightly blew some cool air every other tongue touch. Hacker grinned at the sight of her chest rising and falling rapidly. He also noticed she was drooling out the corner of her cum-soaked mouth.
Working his way deeper, Hacker carefully pried her lips apart with one hand displaying her clitoris in full view. He touched it ever so lightly with his tongue and Wonder Woman bucked in her bonds. Wonder Woman couldn't believe how turned on she was and started to moan unconsciously. Hacker continued his masterful tongueing and Wonder Woman started panting and writhing in anticipation.
She screamed out from under her gag. She knew she would explode any second now. Her back arched and her body stiffened, ready to explode in ecstasy when, suddenly, Hacker pulled away. Wonder Woman shrieked.
Hacker looked down and asked, "You want to cum, don't you?" Wonder Woman, breathing heavily, closed her eyes and shook her head from side to side, fighting against her heat yet wanting so bad for release. Hacker smiled and plunged his tongue deep into her vagina and her body bucked up in ecstasy. As Wonder Woman orgasmed, Hacker kept up the stimulation, tongueing her sex like a madman. Wave after wave of sexual bliss wracked her body and mind as she lost her self in a multitude of orgasms.
After a few, Hacker moved above her and looked her in the face, barely inches away, and slowly whispered, "s... l... u... t... slut... slut...". His words struck through her heart like an arrow. Hacker stood up and beamed like a little school boy. He loved every second of it as Wonder Woman turned her head away in shame.
"What game shall we play next my little sexpot?" announced the Dr. He went over to the amazon and removed the rope gag. He made no attempts to remove Wonder Woman's panties which were stuffed in her mouth. Wonder Woman spit out her saliva and cum soaked tights which were stuffed in her mouth. She intoned at a low volume, "I am not a slut. You will pay dearly for raping me."
"Good heavens. Let me get this straight... you definitely enjoyed those orgasms, that much was clearly evident, and since you say I raped you, well then, you must enjoy being raped. Yes, you are a slut, a freakin' masochistic slut I think!"
"I did NOT enjoy being raped. Those feelings were brought about by an evil act. One which will be punished," argued Wonder Woman.
Hacker moved closer to her face as before, "Whatever you say, Wonder Slut. You know you love cock... in your pussy, up your butt, down your mouth. Harder, faster, deeper. Dirty Diana Prince is one sex crazed vixen inside!"
"No."
"You know when a girl says no she really means yes."
"Why are you doing this? Why did you turn against the IADC?", the frustrated amazon cried out.
"Ahh. I knew you would question me sooner or later. Let's just say that, ever since I found out your little secret tucked away in IRAC's memory banks, I knew I could capture and dominate the great Wonder Woman. It was only a matter of time. I just happened to have the right job at the right time I guess. Ah ha ha. As they say, timing is everything"
Hacker lowered his jams, exposing his pole, and straddled Wonder Woman's chest. Wonder Woman struggled to break her bounds, but it was in vain. He placed his penis in between her breasts and squeezed her melons tightly together. He smiled in satisfaction as he pumped his tool in between the world's most famous breasts.
Wonder Woman looked down at in disgust and anger. She felt Hacker's hands smash her breasts together cruelly and his penis plunge and rub in between them. With every thrust, she saw the head of his penis pop through her breasts and make it's appearance near her neck and chin.
"UGHHH! Stop, you disgusting pervert!"
Hacker grabbed each breast tightly and squeezed hard. He pulled her tits up as high as he could, stretching them in full view, and then sadistically tried to stretch them up over her shoulders. Wonder Woman screamed in pain.
"Oh yeah! You are one hot tit fuck, Wonder Boobs!" Hacker exclaimed breathlessly as he pumped faster and faster. In a few minutes, Hacker pushed into her tits one final time and prepared to fire. "Swallow my cum bitch!" Hacker ordered, but Wonder Woman looked away. His cum sprayed over the side of her face and down her neck.
He released her breasts and sighed, "You didn't do what I told you to. You're going to have to be punished now."
He got up and hit a button on a nearby console. Soon, most of his geeks had gathered around the bound amazon in the torture room. Hacker then held up a glass cup for all to see, "Geeks!, fuck ONLY her cunt AND ejaculate ALL your cum in this cup. Anybody who does not follow my directions will, let's just say, not be able to fuck again. Form a line and get to it!"
The closest geek to Wonder Woman's pussy, stripped his pants and started raping her again. Each man did as he was told. Wonder Woman tried to resist and berated the first couple geeks to no avail. It was of no use; The geeks merely laughed at her. She just lay there as each one enjoyed her and ejaculated their seed into the cup.
By the time each geek had been drained, time had passed and the cup was filled with cum. Hacker ordered the geeks to leave as he picked up the cup. Wonder Woman looked in horror as Hacker showed the cum-filled glass to her, "A nice full cup Wonder Woman. You will drink all of it."
"Never," she snarled.
"My dear Wonder Woman, you will drink all of it and not spill one drop, or else your friend, Mr. Steve Trevor, will be one unhappy camper." Hacker flipped a switch and a window revealed itself on one wall with Trevor tied to what looked like an electric chair in an adjacent room. "A one way mirror, Wonder Woman, with your boss tied to an electric chair."
"Steve! What have you done to him!" Wonder Woman cried out.
"Nothing... yet. You will decide his fate. It was quite easy to capture him, just like Diana Prince actually," Hacker laughed.
Hacker pushed a button on the console and electric bolts coursed through Trevor's body. He screamed in agony.
"STOP! You sick bastard. I'll do what you want."
Hacker released the button and Steve slumped down in exhaustion. He brought the glass of cum to her lips and said, "Drink my pretty amazon."
Wonder Woman didn't have a choice. She opened her mouth and started to swallow the male humiliation. Hacker looked on in absolute delight. He watched as he slowly poured the cum into her mouth and she swallowed the cum not so eagerly or easily.
As Wonder Woman drank the cum, she thought to herself how this wasn't that bad compared to the torture she had endured the day before. She grimaced and gagged with each gulp, but, in the back of her head, she admitted to herself that the cum didn't taste all that bad (or was she just getting used to it?). Her thoughts sickened her as she swallowed the last of the white goo.
"Very good. Next time we'll use a plate so you can lick it clean," smiled Hacker.
"Let Steve Trevor go. I did what you asked," she said as some cum streamed down the sides of her mouth.
"I think I'm hardly going to let that card go. Do you think I'm that stupid, Wonder Slut?"
"Just let him go. It's me you want."
"Tell me, why do I want you?" queried the Dr.
"If you don't want me then free me," growled Wonder Woman.
"Why do I want you?" asked the Dr. again, but this time he hit the button which sent electricity shooting through Col. Trevor's body. Wonder Woman saw the pain lace through Steve's face.
"STOP!" Wonder Woman cried out as Hacker released the button. She paused, then answered the patiently waiting Dr. "You want me just so you can play out your sick, super heroine rape fantasies. You think I'll eventually break and be your slave, but I am telling you right now, that will never happen, loser Hacker. You may be able to do things to me or force me to do things, but you'll never have my spirit. NEVER!"
"Incredible, Wonder Woman. You are almost correct except for one minor thing. You see, I'm actually one step sicker than that. I don't care whether you break or not... just knowing that I get to fuck the great Wonder Woman every day is enough for me," said the grinning Hacker. "Plus, the nice little pile of dough I'm getting for these rape tapes of the great Wonder Woman. heh heh. God, those crazy shieks will pay anything!"
Wonder Woman stayed silent. She was tired of arguing with Hacker and now that Hacker had captured Steve, she needed to concentrate on escaping and saving themselves. After all she had gone through, she was still confident that Hacker would make a mistake sooner or later. He had too, "they" all did eventually.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" asked Hacker. "That's fine with me. I think I'll do your ass now."
Hacker quickly unclasped her bounds and then reattached the chains to the other respective limb so that she was on her stomach. Wonder Woman resisted with Hacker and fought again. Soon though, she eventually lay there bound, and tried to relax as Hacker started reaming her back hole.
"Diana? Are you there?" Steve barely managed to speak. His heart was beating at an irradic and rapid beat, but he was determined to find his best agent. He cursed himself for so easily being caught.
Wonder Woman raised her head toward the speaker above the one-way mirror. Through the burning pain in her backside, she managed to say, "Steve, I'm here; I'm ok."
Hacker laughed as he ejaculated deep in her anus, "He can't hear you Blunder Brains; however, I think your ass is far from ok! Ha ha!" Hacker pulled out and her anus stayed slightly open, cum dribbling out from within. "I may have to give you more than a day to heal... your kinda loose back there! Bwaa ha ha."
Wonder Woman turned her head away in humiliation. Hacker was right. Even though it hadn't been without some pain, all her holes were much more accomodating today. She felt so dirty and loose and used. She thought back to all that cum she had swallowed and wanted desperately to throw up. "I've got to get free and find my power belt," she said to herself. "Got to keep positive."
Hacker got up and went towards a mic imbedded in the wall next to the glass window and spoke, "Mr. Steve Trevor, thank you for your timely visit. You have made Agent Prince much more obedient."
"What have you done to her!" Trevor demanded. "Who are you?"
"My name is Dr. Hacker."
"If you've even touched one hair..."
"Why, I've touched much more than a hair, Mr. Trevor. She is one fucking hot woman... a wonder woman if you know what I mean."
Steve looked confused for a second while he sorted out what he had just heard. All of a sudden, something started to make sense. He had never seen Diana and Wonder Woman together. Take off those god awful glasses and let down her hair... hmmm. He was stunned.
Wonder Woman saw the surprised look in Steve's eyes. She was devastated. Her secret was known to him. Steve tried to play the fool though:
"I don't know what your talking about, but this place is going to be swarming with IADC agents very soon," he blasted. "Release us now and the law may go easier on you."
"Relax Mr. Trevor. No one is going to find us here in my underground base. Now, excuse me while I get back to having some fun."
Hacker turned off the speaker and walked over to Wonder Woman who was still lying chained to the floor. He bent down and smacked her ass and then pulled back on her head and spoke, "What game shall we play next, Wonder Slut?"
"How about cut off the Dr.'s penis."
"Ha, pretty funny. I'm glad you still have your sense of humor. Besides, I had something already in mind," Hacker replied as he reached down to the chain clasps and unlocked each one. To keep her from escaping he straddled her and holding one arm behind her back and wrapping his other arm around her neck in a tight grip, he forced her up and guided her to a jail cell set into the wall.
She kicked and struggled, but Hacker held her fast. He easily threw the amazon into the adjoining jail cell and locked the cell door behind her. She immediately got up and tried to open the cell door, wrapping her hands around the steel bars.
"So what? Trying to keep me caged up like some animal?"
"Oh you'll see. I just wanted to introduce you to an old friend of yours..."
A roar emanated from the far side of the cell, from behind a metal door which connected to some other inner cell. She looked wide eyed in concern as a black furry arm reached out to her through the cell door bars.
"Gargantua?" Wonder Woman intoned.
"That's right Wonder Boobs, and, this time around, instead of trying to kill you, I've programmed him to do something much more entertaining."
As dark eyes stared back at her, Wonder Woman tried to cover her naked body with her hands realizing what the Dr. had done to the beast. She took a step back as the cell door keeping the gorilla back clicked open. The gorilla was big, black, furry, and well over six feet tall hunched over. His eyes locked onto it's target and strode forward.
She thought back to the last time they had met. She had been able to defeat the mind control placed on the monstrous gorilla before, but it had been difficult. Hacker must have read about the case from IRAC's database, located the animal, and reprogrammed him.
"Gargantua, it's me. Wonder Woman. Do you remember?" the amazon tried to reason with the beast. "Your being controlled again. Fight it. I know you can break the control, like you did before."
The big gorilla didn't even flinch and let out a throaty growl as it approached the nude amazon.
"What have done to him!" she yelled out to the Dr.
Hacker snickered and pulled a chair in front of the cell and sat down to enjoy the show. Wonder Woman turned her attention back to problem at hand and saw Gargantua's penis enlarge and unsheath from it's foreskin. She cringed. Gargantua's penis was enormous, a bat sized bull dork. "oh no," she breathlessly spoke. "Not something that big again..." In a last ditch effort, Wonder Woman tried to get any sign of recognition from the beast, "Gargantua, listen to me! Don't let Hacker control you," but it was futile.
She was able to swiftly dodge the first few swipes the beast made, but the cell just wasn't big enough for her to manuever. Gargantua eventually grabbed a limb and easily overpowered her, giving her a crushing bear hug. She went woozy as she had the air squeezed out of her. She looked up and pleaded in desperation, "please, Gargantua, don't do this... ugghh... I know you remember me. I'm your friend, Gargantua... don't do thi... uuughhh, can't breathe..."
"UUUUUUUNNNNGGGGHHHHHH!," Wonder Woman screamed as Gargantua rammed his massive tool deep into her virtue in one push. She went rigid with fear and pain as the beast started pounding into her, past her cervix and into her womb. She hung pinned against him, barely able to breathe, getting beast banged and balled; minutes passed as the amazon was deeply poled, then, the unthinkable, the unholy union between woman and beast, Gargantua spewed his gorilla spunk into her. Wonder Woman gasply wheezed, "no" as Gargantua grunted in sexual satisfaction.
She couldn't do anything but wait for him to release her, but his grip merely loosened and repositioned themselves so that he rotated her around and gathered her arms and waist in one vise like grip. She was bent over when she started screaming pleas of mercy to Hacker, "Please Hacker, stop him! Not there, please, it will split me apart! Please, no! It's too big!"
Hacker just looked on.
Pow! Gargantua's prick plowed into the Princess's pert port as she panted in pain. Gargantua pulled out almost to the tip and she felt like her insides were coming out and pow again, the beast rammed his rod to the hilt down her tight little canal.
Tears welled up in her eyes and her mouth gaped open. Wonder Woman couldn't believe what was happening to her.
Then the beast started to really "manhandle" her. Flexing his muscles, Gargantua roughly rammed her body down onto his thick prick. Hacker watched in glee as her bountiful breasts slapped back and forth, her legs splayed wide to accomodate the intruder, and her hair spraying all around. He listened eagerly to her pain filled grunts.
"Ughhh.. unng.. uhhh.. angg ugghhhh..."
It felt like an eternity to Wonder Woman as she was seriously beast backholed. She lost sense of time and awareness and her body went limp. Hanging anally impaled upon a huge pole, she looked like a life-size rag doll being savagely sodomized. Finally, Gargantua gave one final powerful plunge and came deep within her dark hole. He kept her there in that position for a minute while his penis softened, then released his grasp of her and she fell to the floor.
The beast-fucked Wonder Woman lay on the ground, legs spread apart. Her holes were stretched open and stained red from blood. Hacker blew a whistle two times and Gargantua disappeared into his dark part of the cell.
Hacker whispered toward the dizzy amazon, "Hey Wonder Boobs, you hear me?" Her half open eyes looked up to the Dr. "Two whistles, you know what that means? That means he'll fuck you whenever he's ready to... again and again, as it pleases him. Hee hee. Have fun and see ya later tonight!" Hacker explained evilly as he left the torture room.
Wonder Woman tried to get up and reach for Hacker, but her knees buckled under her. She crawled. She crawled on all fours to the far corner of the cell and then curled up on the floor. About an hour later, she heard the hard padding of Gargantua's feet enter her cell and she cried a silent cry.
She wasn't sure exactly how long it had been. There were no clocks anywhere and it wasn't as if she could concentrate. It felt like forever. Hours and hours of gut wrenching, butt blasting beastiality. It was torture, perverted sexual torture and she feared every minute of it.
When Hacker returned, he sealed off Gargantua's cell and carried the limp Wonder Woman back into the bedroom's shower bath. She wasn't unconscious, not even that weak (very sore and in pain yes), but her spirit had been broken and devastated. She quietly let herself be carried, grateful for the warm water that would soon wash away the grime and spunk.
She closed her eyes in anticipation, but to her surprise, Hacker abruptly dropped her down onto the shower's hard, cold floor. She hit the tiled floor with a thump and groaned. He ordered her to clean up and mentioned dinner would be waiting.
Wonder Woman was suddenly outraged, not only about how she was being treated, but also how she was letting herself be controlled. She stared up at him with an evil eye and got up with the intent of beating Hacker to a bloody pulp, but as soon as she got up she immediately crumpled to the floor, grabbing her lower abdomen. She started to wretch and then threw up mouthfuls of cum.
Hacker silently looked down, pulled her face up with her hair, and slapped her across the face as hard as he could. She fell to the shower floor, reeling from the blow, wondering what to do when she started to feel something warm and watery hit her shoulders.
She looked up just as Hacker's urine splashed directly into her pretty face. He directed a solid stream right at her mouth. She immediately spat and turned away. She had no where to go, so she just stayed still there with her back to the steady stream of piss that ran down her shoulders, neck, back, and chest. Hacker made sure to also spray her lower body and legs covering her with his urine.
"You were expecting a shower, but not a golden shower, right? Ah haa haa haa. Ho Ho Ho."
Hearing Hacker leave the bathroom, she turned on the warm water, picked up the shower head and soap, and started to clean herself of the filth.
The days turned into weeks. The constant abuse took its toll on her, physically and emotionally. She had gone through different phases: first violent and angry, then quiet and unwilling, to despondent and subservient. The murder of Steve was a massive blow to her psyche and only sealed her doomed spirit, sending her into a deep depression.
Nearly a month after her capture, she had lost all hope of escaping. The men would torture her if she didn't comply, so she gave in to their perverted wishes. Some times, Hacker would leave her in Gargantua's cage all day and all night. It was horrible, but she lived, and that was all that was important to her now. She was past humiliation and base degrading. No tears or crying. She played the role and she stayed alive another day. The days rolled on until one "morning", as the Goddesses would have it, her room began to shake and tremble. Still half asleep, she tried to think of what was happening... Great Hera, an earthquake!
Jumping out of bed, wearing a white-starred blue negligee Hacker had her wear, she ran into the torture room, the barred door broken open by the quake. The whole underground complex was shaking and chunks of the ceiling were already falling down. She knew she didn't have much time to escape, when she heard the cry of something from the corner of the room. Gargantua!
She saw him reach out from his cell. Time was running out, but she couldn't leave the poor animal to die, even after all the things that Gargantua had done to her, he was just being controlled and used. She stumbled for the cell door controls.
A sudden spark of recognition then glinted from the beasts eyes as the amazon opened the outer jail cell, then the inner cell which held him. With rocks and various equipment crashing about, she offered her hand to the beast in peace. Gargantua tilted his head in sadness. Broken free from the hypnotic control, he gently grasped her hand.
"It's time to get out of this hell, my friend." she said over the rumbling.
Quickly the two of them ran for the hall door that led to the rest of complex. Diana wondered whether she would ever find her magic belt and lasso again, or even if they would make it out alive while she tried to open the heavy steel door, but, this time, it was locked tight and securely wedged in from the earthquake's steadily rising rumble.
Understanding the situation, Gargantua waved her away and ran full force into the door. BANG! The door gave a little. BANG! The door came crashing down just as Dr. Hacker had reached the door from the other side. The Dr. stood stiff in fright as the animal roared at him. The beast picked up the trembling Hacker up over his head ready to smash the him to the ground, when Wonder Woman laid her hand on Gargantua's shoulder. Looking back at her, Gargantua understood; however, he not so gently dropped the Dr. to the ground.
The dazed Dr. knelt in front of the two of them, yelling over the earthquake, "The exit to the outside has been sealed by an immense boulder and all the other escape tunnels have collapsed! We're all dead..." Fear for his own life in his eyes, he pulled out her magic belt and lasso from behind him. Gargantua roared and swiped the items from his hands and gave them to his partner. She put the belt on, cinching the star-spangled teddy around her waist.
She felt the power of Athena course through her body and picked up the flimsy Dr., "Where is Steve's body? Tell me quick and I won't leave you here."
"There is no body! It was just a video projection... look into the room... you'll see the broken video displays! Please we have to go now..."
Wonder Woman looked back into the room and saw that the broken "one-way mirror" was indeed just a video projection, a high-tech and complex one. She coldly looked into the Dr.'s eyes and calmly said, "Let's go then."
Weaving their way around debris, and stumbling through the quake which was worsening by the second, they finally reached the main exit. She saw the escape was blocked by a huge boulder nearly fifteen feet high. With not a second to spare, she heaved and popped the boulder out the side of the mountain and the three of them, plus some terrified geeks they had picked up along the way, exited the cave as the insides came crashing down.
Epilogue
"I'm sorry Diana, we searched the whole building, but it was plain deserted. The days passed by and I... we all feared we had lost you," Steve explained.
"It's allright, Steve. Wonder Woman was able to save me and the others just before the earthquake turned us all into pancakes."
"Incredible. Really now, sometime, I'm going to have to thank her."
"Oh, I'm sure she knows," Diana grinned.
"Well, Hacker and his Ex-IADC lab boy buddies will be spending a long time behind bars for stealing top secret information and computer cracking. It's a good thing Wonder Woman also blanked out their memories of any top-secret information they may have found out."
Diana coolly looked back at her boss. "If you'll excuse me now, I think I'm gonna take some time off."
"Yes, well, you need it. Rest easy, and, Diana, I'm glad your ok."
Diana left the room, but before she left the IADC building she took a quick detour and marched up to the top floor where IRAC was kept. "Sorry IRA, but I can't have this ever happening again."
"I understand Diana," said IRAC. Diana punched in a number of codes and commands to clear IRAC's memory banks of any secrets IRAC had gathered on her and made a mental note to be more careful around IRAC in the future.
As she logged out, IRAC voiced, "I'm glad your ok Diana. I hope you enjoy your vacation."
"Thank you IRA. That's very kind of you," said Diana as she headed for the door.
"Your welcome. Where will you be going?" asked IRAC.
"Oh, just to this little far off island I know about..." As Diana left the computer room, she grumbled to herself, "Mother isn't going to be happy I need a new suit, bracelets, and tiara... oh well, at least I still have my belt and lasso." A little blip flashed on one of IRAC's memory banks as the door closed behind her.