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