WONDER WOMANS VOLUNTARY ENSLAVEMENT, Part
3
Or
Wonder Woman tries to extract vengeance
and pays the price.
By Barnabus
(M/F, oral, anal, non-consensual
sex/rape, perceived first time, M/C, Wonder Woman, Wonder
Girl.)
SUBJECT:
Wonder Woman confronts the man who stole her sisters honor.
WARNING:
This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual
nature, including graphic descriptions of non-consensual sex (read
rape). If you find
such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please
bypass this story for one more suitable for
you. Also, if you are
a little squeamish about rape, you may want to pass this story
up.
Wonder Woman is copyrighted, trademarked, and owned by DC Comics.
I am borrowing her for my own pleasure and to expand her sex
life.
This is a work of
fan-fiction. This story
is written for enjoyment and entertainment purposes only, and no commercial
profit is expected to be made from it.
It may be copied for personal use or for posting on other sites, provided
they are free sites . . . it may NOT be posted on any site that requires
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Gold" site, which requires much more money.
Like most stories of this ilk, at the end of the story, (unless there
is a sequel) the characters are magically returned to their original condition,
undamaged, unharmed, and unchanged in any way with no memory of the events
that have taken place. .
. It is as if the story had never happened, because, after
all, it never really did.
The story is a sequel to WONDER WOMANS VOLUNTARILY
ENSLVEMENT, parts 1 and 2, which should be posted on this
site. It is not necessary to
read the stories in sequence (but it helps)!
I have set this story is set in the 1940s around the
time of WWII. At that time sexual
mores were considerably more conservative than they are
today. I decided to set it back
to this period to surround our heroine with the morals and mentality of that
period so that Wonder Womans humiliation would be more
complete.
The sex in this story results from anger and
vengeance. Rape is not a crime of sex, but rather a crime of power,
control and usually anger. The
man in this story, being motivated by vengeance, does not use birth
control. (During anal sex, he
uses a condom, obviously not for birth control, but to protect against monilia.)
But, of course, in 'real life every reasonable adult should know that
he or she should behave responsibly when participating in sexual activities
and he or she wishes to avoid unwanted conception and the spread of
disease.
Updated 12/7/03
I appreciate your comments, both positive
and
negative.
Feedback is welcome and accepted at
barnabus329@hotmail.com.
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Prolog:
In the past, Wonder Woman and her sister, Wonder Girl were
captured. By threatening torture,
their captor successfully extracted promises from both
sisters. Drucilla was released in return for Dianas
promise to spend two weeks as her captors sex
slave. At the end of the two
weeks, he planted a post-hypnotic suggestion that Diana forget the time they
had spent together and established trigger words that would cause her to
again fall into a hypnotic trance.
Drucilla had promised to meet him at a later
time. When she met him, he plundered
her virtue and took her virginity.
Of course, when Diana found out that her sister had been violated,
she came after the man who had taken her sisters
honor.
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Chapter 1 Wonder Woman
accuses.
Wonder Woman pushed her way into his hotel room, brushing him aside
and glaring at him. He looked
familiar, but she didnt recognize
him. Had she met him
before? Had something taken
place between them that she couldnt
remember?
Did you take advantage of my
sister? Wonder Woman spat
at the man.
He saw the fury in her eyes, and after a moments hesitation,
he answered. Your sister
and I spent time together. It
was . . . .
Wonder Woman was upon him, grabbing him by the lapels and lifting
him from the floor. You
bastard! You raped my
sister!
Taken aback by the violence and her vehemence, he gasped out, We
had consensual sex, I did . . .
Liar! Diana
screamed in his face, hurling him across the
room. He landed on a coffee
table, which shattered beneath him.
She was just a child!
Winded and gasping for breath, he replied, She is
nineteen! Thats over the age of consent in this state, as
well as according to Amazon law.
Wonder Woman moved in on him again, pulling him to his
feet. Amazon law doesnt have an age of
consent! Weve never needed
it! She threw him against
the wall, knocking over a tray of glasses and bottles with a large crashing
sound.
Oooff! the man grunted as his head banged against the
wall.
Were you younger than that when you had your first sexual
experience?
Moving in again, she grabbed his jacket and shirt, ripping the shirt
as she lifted him again and drew back a hand to strike
him. That was
different! It was with an Amazon
sister and we were in love!
Do you think she knows what it is to be in
love? You abused her . . .
Wonder Woman smacked the man across the face causing blood to trickle from
his lip. He saw stars, but the
blow wasnt hard enough to cause him to lose
consciousness. It was obvious
Wonder Woman wanted to punish him, to hurt him, but she wanted him awake
as she did it.
Suddenly, his eyes widened as her fingers closed over his scrotum,
grasping his family jewels.
Do you like raping little girls? she sneered at
him?
I didnt rape . . .
uuuuhhhh! his sentence was cut off as Diana tightened her grip
causing discomfort, but not real pain
yet.
Oh, no! You
didnt rape her! She
tightened some more. You
just took advantage of an inexperienced young
girl! She tightened
again, causing pain. I
think Ill just make sure youre never able to do that
again! Again, she tightened,
and his pain became excruciating!
Wait! He
gasped! Wonder Woman
waited. After all, she
didnt want him to pass out.
Not yet!
With her nose almost against his, she asked,
Yes? Im
waiting!
He looked into her eyes, and gasped out, Wonder Woman - - -
: he had to gasp for breath
again. - - - does - -
- Dallas!
Dianas eyes glazed over as his words triggered the post-hypnotic
suggestion.
Release my - - -
Immediately, her grip on his testicles relaxed, and he sighed in
relief.
Now, put me
down! Obediently, she
lowered his feet to the floor and released her hold on his jacket and shirt.
Immediately, he sank to his
knees, his hands cupping his genitals, taking deep
breaths. After a moment,
and without looking up, he croaked out, Give me your Golden
Lasso.
Obediently, Wonder Woman opened the fastener
and handed the lasso to him.
Shakily, he rose to his feet, and placed the
rope over he head and pulled it tight around her
shoulders. Once the rope was firmly in place, he allowed his
venom to enter his voice.
You will never to try to injure
me again! Do you
understand?
Although still in a hypnotic state, the magic
of the rope coursed through her forcing her to
obey. She nodded her
head.
Speak to me! he
snapped. Do you understand?
I
understand. I am never to try
to injure you again.
He moved to the sofa and sat on it, momentarily
doubling over and groaning from the residual pain to his
testicles.
And you will never do anything that
will cause me injury or that will result in injury to
me. You will not try to injure
me by biting me. If you hit me or kick me, you will never use enough force
to cause injury, do you understand?
I understand!
He wiped his hand across his mouth, finding
the blood that had flowed from his split
lip. He stared at the blood
on his hand in disbelief, then at Diana.
Although he still felt nauseous from her handling of his private parts,
he started to speak, but paused, as there was a knocking at the
door.
Yes, who is it? he
asked.
Hotel security, came a gruff
voice.
The man took a deep
breath. Just a minute.
His gaze returned to
Diana. You are to sit on the sofa and do nothing until
I tell you otherwise. If he
asks you how you are, you will assure him you are OK and you are not
injured. Do you
understand?
I understand, she answered tonelessly,
and moved to the sofa. Once
seated, he removed the rope from her
shoulders. The man
straightened and grimaced briefly.
Then, he laid the rope innocently on the table behind the front
door. Still aching from her
abuse of his testicles, he tried to move in a normal
fashion. He straightened his
clothes as best he could, took out a handkerchief to cover his bleeding lip
and opened the door.
Yes? he asked the plain-clothes security
man.
We received complaints of loud
voices. Is everything all
right? The security man
had heard that Wonder Woman had come to this suite, so he was craning his
neck, looking into the room and was rewarded with a glimpse of the superheroine
sitting on the sofa.
The man withdrew his billfold and extracted a $100.00
bill. We were having
an argument. But everything
is all right now, and he pressed the bill into the security guards
hand. Visibly, the security man became less
belligerent.
It was reported that there was the sound of furniture breaking
. . .
The man withdrew another one hundred dollar bill from his
billfold. Im afraid
that during our argument, there was some damage to hotel
property. Please ask the manager
to add the cost of repairs to my
bill. He pressed the second
bill into the guards hand.
The security guard tried to push into the suite, but his way was
blocked. Are you all right,
maam? he asked Wonder Woman.
Yes, Im OK.
She answered in a monotone, but the security man was so engrossed
in gawking at her famous cleavage that he didnt
notice.
Returning his eyes to the man, he observed, You have a cut
lip. Would you like medical
attention?
Thank you, no.
Im fine!
Impatiently, he took a third bill from his billfold and handed it
to the security man, gently but forcefully closing the
door. You can tell the
manager that he shouldnt hear any more - - - , the man smiled
to himself as he began to visualize in his mind what he was going to do to
Wonder Woman, - - -
unusual noises from this room.
And we will try not to argue loudly any
more. He took the Do
Not Disturb sign and placed it over the outside doorknob and firmly
closed the door, double locking
it.
Then he picked up a post-it
pad from the table and pressed a sheet to the door, covering the
peephole.
Picking up the Golden Lasso, he took a chair
facing the Amazon princess, but kept the rope in his
lap. He spent several minutes quietly deepening Wonder
Womans hypnotic trance.
Then he began to give her various
instructions: For as long
as you are in this suite, you are to make not efforts to contact anyone outside
of these walls. You are to make
no attempts to obtain help from anyone
else.
Remembering the security guard who had visited
the room, he gave Wonder Woman further specific
instructions. While you
are in this suite, you are not to raise your voice above a normal conversational
level. You are not to make any loud noises such as breaking bottles, breaking
furniture, pounding on walls; you will make no noises loud enough to be heard
outside of this room. Do you
understand?
I understand. she responded.
And once you are in my bedroom, you
will not be able to leave until I give you
permission.
Understood? WONDER
WOMAN nodded.
If there was a sport of shooting fish in a
barrel, he might be a candidate for it.
He intended to enjoy Wonder Woman, and he didnt want to give
her any real chance of escaping.
By giving her orders while she was in a hypnotic trance, she
wouldnt know that the cards had been totally stacked against
her. And he would have the pleasure
of simply overpowering her.
He placed the Golden Lasso around her, and
then he woke her from her hypnotic trance.
Her eyes cleared and she glared at him momentarily
as she became aware that her super strength was
gone. She looked down to see the Golden Lasso around her
arms. She had been bound by
a man! She began to struggle
and he commanded her, Do not try to
escape. Her hands dropped
to her side as she fiercely stared into his eyes.
Looking around, she demanded venomously,
What are you doing to me?
She looked around and quickly found the
windows. Across the street was
another skyscraper with offices on the same
level. Two or three of the people
were standing at the windows staring across the street at Wonder Woman in
a hotel room with a man.
Close the curtains, he said, and
reluctantly she moved to the window and closed the
curtains. Again, she looked
around, her eyes landing on the telephone.
Facing her, he gave her a predatory
smile. Now, he said,
tale off your Magic Girdle of Strength and hand it to
me.
Her eyes
widened. How did he know about
that? That was a well-guarded
secret.
Although she tried to resist, the lasso compelled
her to unfasten the belt and hand it to
him. As he grasped it, she knew
she would not regain her super Amazon strength, even if she were able to
get free from the lasso. He
placed the Golden Belt in the lower drawer of a chest and told her, You
are not to open this drawer, or pick up the belt or put it on or even touch
the belt until I say so, do you understand?
The power of the Golden Lasso coursed through
her imbedding his statement on her mind as an order that could not be
violated. I understand,
she responded. She wasnt
so rancorous now that she knew she would not be able to regain her Amazon
strength until he gave her permission.
Now, the man gloated, you
were more than willing to slap me around when you had your super
strength. You were willing enough to fight me when I had normal
strength but you were super
powered. Is that
fair? Admit it, you have never
fought fair.
It was
true. At least when he stated
it that way, it hadnt really been
fair. She
nodded.
You are not to use the Golden Lasso to bind me,
ever. You are not to use it to try to control
me. Is that
understood? She
nodded.
In a few minutes, I will remove the
Golden Lasso from you. Once
it is removed, you are free to move around, but you are forbidden to touch
the Golden Lasso until I say you can.
Is that understood?
I understand, she
replied. One by one, he was systematically removing every
weapon that she could use to gain the upper hand over
him. All she had left was the
strength of a normal woman, which probably would not be enough to overcome
a normal determined man. And
she had her wits. She
hoped that that would be enough.
All right! he sneered
scornfully. Let us see
how well you can take care if yourself if you only have the same strength
as any other woman. Wonder
Woman didnt like the sound of
that! The man removed
the lasso from her and lay it on the coffee
table. She gazed longingly at
the golden rope, but knew it was useless to try to pick it
up. She didnt know for
sure what he had in mind, so casually, she stood and moved away from him,
trying to find a means to escape.
Chapter
2. The Rape of Wonder
Woman.
Youve released me from the
lasso. What are you going to
do now?
Lets continue our conversation
about my relationship with your sister, he replied, rising to his
feet.
Immediately, the same irrational fury flooded
into her that she had felt before.
You raped my sister, you bastard!
Wonder Woman screamed and lunged at him again, hands reaching for his
throat. Without the advantage
of her super speed and super strength, the man easily parried her lunge and
slid behind her, capturing her hands in his as he hugged her from
behind.
There was no
rape. Everything that took place
between us was consensual, he
reasoned. We were both
consenting adults.
Struggling to free herself, Diana spewed out,
Thats a lie!
Shes just a child.
Shes not old enough to give
consent. She doesnt know
enough about men to give consent.
You took advantage of her.
You raped her!
Fury erupted in him, and he threw Diana to
the side and she fell to the floor half across the threshold to his
bedroom. All right!
he growled. You
refuse to listen to my explanations!
You come into my room, making
accusations! You push me around,
hit me, and attack my - - - , he paused and looked downwards toward
his lower body, - - - person!
Maybe its time, he snarled,
advancing on Diana, that I treated you the way youve treated
me! There was a definite predatory gleam in his eye, and Diana
crawled away from him, entering his
bedroom. He followed, and grabbed
her by her dark mane, hauling her to her
feet. Maybe its
time that I slapped you around, he slapped her hard across the cheek
with an open hand, and threw you around, he threw her sprawling
across the bed, and used my superior strength over
you! He ripped
open his shirt, sending buttons flying, and shucked both his shirt and his
jacket simultaneously.
Dianas eyes widened, and she scrambled
over the end of the bed, dashing toward the
door. She couldnt get
through. It was almost as if
there was a sheet of glass blocking her
way. Something, she didnt
know what, kept her from leaving the room.
The man was behind her, grabbing her wrists
and twisting them behind her back as he pressed her against the wall next
to the door. He took both
of her hands in one of his and raised them until the pain in her shoulders
became excruciating, blunting her
resistance. Diana
whimpered. Her attention being
centered on the pain in her shoulders, she didnt realize that his free
hand was seeking the top of the zipper on her bustier until he suddenly pulled
it all the way down. She gasped
as she realized what was happening, but it was too
late. Unable to use her arms
to defend herself, the bustier was peeled away and thrown aside leaving her
enormous breasts uncovered and exposed to the cool air of the
room. Her ample bosom seemed
to defy gravity, and her large pink nipples began to harden almost instantly.
Again, he whirled her around and threw her
across the bed. She
immediately rolled over to face him, finding that his trousers were dropping
to the floor and he was stepping out of them, leaving his slippers
behind. Diana couldnt help but notice the large
bulge in his boxers.
You barged into my room, doing whatever you pleased to me!
he accused. Diana scrambled
off of the bed away from him, trying to find a means to
escape, So now, maybe
its time for me to do whatever I please to
you! he
continued.
Wonder Woman realized she had been backed into a
corner. There was no escape.
She tried to lunge past him, but he stepped into her path, again grabbing
her wrists and twisting them behind her back, pulling her breasts against
his bare chest. She tried to
drive her knee into his groin. She
was still quite strong, but somehow she couldnt connect and there was
just no power behind her kick. He
pulled her tightly to him and lifted until her feet were almost dangling
from the floor and carried her back to the bed, where he released her hands
and pushed her back onto the bed.
He fell on top of her, his weight momentarily stunning
her.
The next thing she knew, he was lying beside
her, one knee was between her legs and her left arm was pinned beneath the
weight of his body. His hand,
tucked under her head grasped her right
wrist. Both of her hands were
secured but he still hand one of his hands free, and he was using it to paw
her breast.
Diana felt fear rising up in
her. Obviously, what strength
she had was insufficient to overpower him, or even resist
him. Every effort of escape had been
blocked. Without her super strength
or her Golden Lasso, she was afraid he would overpower
her. And she would be
raped.
I think its time we got better
acquainted, dont you?
He punctuated his question with a brutal twist of her nipple causing
a suppressed cry from the fallen Amazon.
Immediately his hand slid down and he groped her through her star
spangled panties.
Stop it this instant! she rasped
at him, trying to sound more brave than she
felt. Im Wonder
Woman! You cant do this
to me! Vigorously, she
tried to wiggle away from him, but with both arms and one leg restrained,
she was unable to mount any type of meaningful defense.
Oh, but I can! he snarled
back. I can because
I am stronger than you
are. He slid his hand inside
her panties and manhandled her mound, his fingers sliding along her
slit. I can do whatever
I want, with or without your
permission. His finger
roughly found her clit, sending shock waves through the whimpering, gasping
wide-eyed Amazon.
Almost immediately, he began pealing her panties
over her hips, an action that generated a paroxysm of activity as terror
began to replace fear in Dianas Amazon soul.
Without warning, he released her and she
immediately rolled and tried to crawl away from
him. This, of course was
exactly what he wanted! She was facing away from him, on her hands and knees with
her gloriously rounded backside presented before
him. He grabbed both edges of her satin panties and pulled
them to her knees, hobbling her and causing her to fall awkwardly onto her
stomach. In an instant,
he had straddled her, facing her feet.
Observing a cotton thong, he grabbed it and ripped it from her
body. Then, he proceeded to
slide her star spangled briefs over her boots and tossed them across the
room, as she continued to struggle futilely against
him. He gave a satisfied grin
as he took a moment to slide both hands over the curves of her buttocks,
followed by the running of a finger between her legs. He relished the touch
of her bare skin and observed the rapid appearance of goose bumps on her
posterior.
Her feet kicked rebelliously and he grabbed
an ankle, immobilizing her leg and unzipping her boot, pulling it off and
casting it aside. Moments later,
the other boot was also disposed of.
He quickly moved to her side and thrust her
over onto her back. Immediately,
his knees were between her legs as she flailed wildly trying to push him
to the side, or away from her or
anything! He quickly captured
her hands and pressed them down to her stomach, and held them with one of
his hands. Then, with measured
deliberateness, he slid his boxers down to his thighs, revealing a rampant
erection, which stood, angry and ready for
action. Mesmerized, Diana watched with the expression of a bird
facing an approaching cobra.
Please stop! she begged, panic
tingeing her voice. Please
dont do this! Im
a virgin! As an Amazon princess, I must maintain my
honor! Please
stop! I beg you!
Almost exactly the same words she had said
the last time, he noted. And,
of course, since she didnt remember their previous encounter, she thought
she was still a virgin. Oh,
well, he thought. If she still
thought shes a virgin, who was he to disagree?
Separating her arms and pinning them beside
her head, he lowered his weight onto her, holding her in place as he slid
downwards between her legs until he positioned himself at the entrance of
her sex. She was babbling
incoherently, trying to find words to dissuade him from what he was obviously
going to do.
You accused me of rape, he
whispered. Maybe we should
find out what rape really
is. He inched the
head of his penis between her lips.
Please dont rape me! she babbled
frantically. Ill
do anything you ask, but dont take my
honor. I beg
you! She was struggling
but obviously without direction, simply trying to get
away. Neither her wits nor her
female strength had protected her so
far. Now she was reduced
to begging and groveling. His
attack on her virtue was so nearly eminent she couldnt even conceive
of a plan to escape. She felt
like anything but a superheroine!
How he enjoyed hearing her beg him now that
the tables had turned so completely.
She knew he was pressing into her and there was nothing she could
do to stop him. All she could
do was whimper and whine, as she groveled and begged him to
stop. But he paused and actually
withdrew fractionally.
Anything I want? he
asked.
Wonder Womans face radiated optimism
as relief flooded her soul along with the possibility he would reconsider
what he was about to do.
Anything!
The man seemed to consider her
words. He loved this
game!
Remember, he whispered into her
ear, No noises loud enough to be heard outside of this
room.
Then he added gently, Smile at
me. The terror stricken
Amazon complied as best she could under such traumatic
conditions.
And put your arms around me, he continued and he released
her hands. Without questioning,
she complied feeling elated with what she hoped was a concession from
him. In her terror, she would do anything he asked if it meant
he wouldnt rape her.
And wrap your legs around
me. Without thinking,
she obeyed, not comprehending that she was opening herself to him.
He took a moment to enjoy her embrace, the
tip of his penis still between her
petals. In the position she
was in, she could not offer any resistance.
Tell me, he began
softly, why should I bargain with you when everything you
want to safeguard is mine to
take? His eyes
turned viciously cold and he slammed into her unlubricated
orifice. Diana winced and drew
a deep breath. Her mouth opened
in a shriek, but no sound issued from her
lips. He knew she wasnt
properly lubricated, and he enjoyed the sandpaper feeling as he tore into
her.
Nooooo! She tried to scream as she tightened every muscle, trying to stop him. Too late, her muscles clamped around him, in a belated attempt to prevent his entry.
He withdrew an inch and pounded into her as
hard and deep as he could go, merging their pubic hair into a single tangled
mass, their bodies linked together.
Diana gave a groan that sounded like a death
rattle as he abraded her dry vaginal
walls. The pain involved in
his brutal entrance into her unlubricated and unprepared vagina almost caused
her to swoon, but she clung to consciousness knowing that she must do everything
within her abilities to resist him.
He began pumping into her dry hole, causing her to whimper and groan
with each thrust. He noticed
that quickly she began to develop
lubrication. After an eternity
for her, but all too soon for him, her mind was shaken as her tormentor climaxed,
pouring copious quantities of semen deeply into her
recesses. It was an absolute
triumph for him!
It was a total and crushing humiliation for
her. She was utterly
vanquished.
Chapter 3 And thats not
all!
Diana lay in subjection. He
relaxed, allowing his weight to rest on top of
her. She felt absolutely helpless,
but she was not defeated. There had to be a way to escape, to defeat
him! Fear of pregnancy wasnt
a concern because she knew this was not her fertile
period. She scarcely breathed
as she felt him shrinking and he begin to slip out of
her. His semen was acting as
a lubricant, so his exit was not nearly as painful as what had led up to
it. But she still felt like
a red-hot poker had been thrust into her. Although her body was almost in
a state of shock from what she had experienced, her mind was racing through
possibilities of escape. But
she would need time to have a plan to solidify and she hoped that he would
give her the time she needed.
He slid out of her and she felt an enormous
relief.
But as quickly as the relief began, he rolled from her, grabbing her
hair and pulling her to a sitting position as he slipped his feet over the
edge of the bed.
Now, bitch, clean me off! he commanded
as he pulled her toward the edge of the bed.
Completely taken aback by his demand and the
way he addressed her, all thoughts of escape vanished!
Ill get a wash cloth, she
responded automatically and tried to pull away from him.
No!
No wash cloth! he interrupted as his grip on her hair pulled
her off of the bed to her knees.
Use your tongue and your mouth!
Diana stared at
him. He couldnt be
serious! She couldnt believe
what he was saying. This was
the 1940s and a man just didnt say things like that to a
lady! The only time she had
heard of a woman using her mouth like that had been in a dirty
joke. No gentleman would ever
ask a nice girl . . . .
Suddenly, he jerked her between his legs and
pressed her face toward his groin.
In absolute astonishment, totally unprepared for anything of this
nature, Wonder Woman clamped her lips shut as her face was pressed against
his shrinking penis. She could
smell her own musky scent mixed with another odor, a scent that could only
be his.
He smiled at
her. Go
ahead. You can kiss it!
With saucer-like eyes, she looked up at
him. He was smiling at her like
a serpent. Refusing to open
her mouth, she shook her head in refusal.
Immediately, her head was pulled back and
his open hand unexpectedly slapped her
face. Wonder Woman gasped as
she recoiled from the blow, seeing
stars. He reached down and gave
her nipple a cruel twist causing her to cry
out. Immediately, his hand captured
her jaw in such a way she couldnt close her mouth
again. His flaccid penis was
before her eyes and her mouth was being held
open.
Clean me off! he
repeated.
Seething hatred forced the sense of shock
from her body. A quick plan
formed in her mind. Once he
was in her mouth, she could bite down causing him pain and injury. Still,
the idea of having him in her mouth disgusted
her. She couldnt bring
herself to submit.
His hand drew back to slap her again and she
quickly nodded her head to ward off the
blow. His hand on her jaw relaxed
and she began to open her mouth for him.
Kiss it! he
demanded. Filled with revulsion, she kissed the head of the limp
organ.
Now, lick
it! Trembling with revulsion,
Diana obeyed. Nervously, she
licked her lips. Then she reached
up to grasp him gently between her fingers. Slowly, she ran her tongue up
the underside of his member. She got to the crown, and her tongue ran around
the head causing him to gasp and tense
up. Fighting off nausea,
she took the crown of his penis into her mouth, using her tongue to bath
the disgusting extension of his body.
As her lips encircled it, it
stirred. It seemed
so large to her.
Now, clean
it. Suck on it and slide your
mouth up and down its length!
She began to suck and slid it a little further
into her mouth. Now, she
thought! Now is the time to
bite, and bite hard!
But somehow, she
couldnt! Her jaws wouldnt close no matter how hard she
desired. What was
wrong?
Suck on it! he demanded
again. Dazed, Diana
complied. To steady his organ,
she wrapped her fingers around it.
It was becoming firmer, but not yet hard or
erect. He grabbed handfuls of
hair on each side of her head and pumped her mouth up and down upon his
member. Wonder Woman distastefully
swallowed as her mouth filled with a mixture of her saliva and the juices
from his member. Her jaw was
growing tired, but when she tried to slacken off on her efforts, he tightened
his grip on her hair. Keep
sucking until you get me up again. he rasped at
her. She began to stroke his
member with her hand as he slid its head into her warm, moist mouth, her
ruby red lips engulfing as much of him as she thought
possible.
His penis began growing hard again, seeming
to inflate and extend and he was rapidly becoming much too large to fit in
her dainty mouth. Her jaw felt
even more tired, and she hoped it would not take long to get him up
again. She began stroking
him faster and his member stirred.
Bobbing along his shaft, she drove his hardening member in and out
of her mouth like a piston. She
felt like she was becoming a cock-sucking machine as he continued to harden
in her mouth. How long would
it take for him to achieve his full erection, she wondered.
He turned her head so that he could slide
himself deeper into her throat.
With great effort, she resisted the gag reflex as he pressed deeper
into her mouth, pressing against the back of her
throat.
Chapter 4 He gets her
back.
Suddenly, gently, almost lovingly, his hands
grasped her head, stopping her bobbing motion on his
penis. He pulled her away from him and her fatigued jaws relaxed
as she released him from her mouth.
She sat back on her heels, staring at the massive erection that she
had just held in her mouth. Her
head and shoulders drooped. She
was still close to shock, having been raped and forced to service him with
her mouth. But she couldnt
take her eyes off of this enormous one-eyed snake standing in front of
her.
Gently, he raised her upwards and her shaky
knees barely supported her, so she sat on the
bed. At a slight pressure from
his hand, she fearfully lay backward on the
bed. She was aware that semen
was leaking from her vagina, covering her lower regions running down between
her cheeks. She took perverse
satisfaction knowing that his linens were becoming soiled . . . or at least
more soiled.
He took a moment to scrutinize her reclining
form, surveying every inch of her naked physique, her slightly parted ruby
red lips, her breasts, her flat stomach, narrow waist and flaring hips, her
sex still oozing his seed . . .
Lovingly, he rolled her onto her stomach and
through her fatigue, she fought off the urge to sleep and disciplined her
mind again to try to formulate a plan of
escape. She heard a tearing
sound and somehow knew that it was a condom package being
opened. Why would he want a
condom now? He had already raped
her without a condom and there had certainly been no condom when he had forced
her to use her mouth on him.
Perhaps he had suddenly developed a
conscious. But if he had a
conscious, he wouldnt be . . .
The bed shook as he moved beside
her. He slipped one knee
between her legs, and she was too fatigued to
react. Then he gently lifted
her hips and slipped a pillow beneath
her. She recognized that this
was a slightly more comfortable position with her bottom
elevated: it reduced the pain
to her chafed vaginal walls and for a moment, she appreciated his
consideration.
Her appreciation was short lived as he placed
one hand on her back and slid a finger between her legs to traverse the length
of her lips. She tensed,
anticipating being raped again, but a sudden suspicion coursed through her
as his finger didnt stop, but continued upward and she realized he
was using his own semen to act as a lubricant around the rosebud of her
rectum.
Immediately, she thrashed her arms around,
trying to find a way to escape from the bed and away from him, but the hand
on her back combined with her leg being captured between his knees gave her
no leverage to move away. She
felt him leaning forward, using his weight on her back to immobilize her
as he slipped his other knee between her legs and his member sought for her
forbidden opening.
No!
Dont! Please!
Not that . . . she pleaded
as he positioned the crown of his penis against her
sphincter. She tightened herself
as best she could, but it was a losing battle as the lubrication covering
the exterior of her rosebud permitted him to force his way into her
bowels. She grunted as
he entered her, gritting her teeth against the humiliation she was
feeling. There was sufficient
lubrication to permit his entry, but none once he was inside of
her. The dry condom, somehow
she knew he wasnt using a lubricated condom, rubbed against her sphincter
and the walls of her large intestine causing uncomfortable friction, even
though some lubrication was being providing by his
semen.
She knew that begging and entreaties would
be useless, so she simply lay there, trying to relax as much as
possible. He began thrusting
into her causing her to grunt with every
thrust. The continuing friction
caused the discomfort to escalate as he pounded
her. Her grunts became wheezing
sighs and then became groans as the friction and the pain
increased. And she knew that he was nowhere near
climaxing.
He looked down, watching his latex covered
penis sliding in and out of her rectum.
He could sense her emotional resistance as she was being taken, and
he pounded harder and deeper into her
bowels. He knew the limited
lubrication of his semen wasnt really assisting her and his continued
chafing of her orifice would cause her current discomfort to become progressively
more painful as the unlubricated friction
continued. Her grunts became
groans of pain, and he felt a subtle change as her as her will to resist
began to crumble beneath his ongoing
attack. He picked up the bottle
of baby oil from the nightstand and poured the mineral oil liberally over
her backside, providing her with much needed lubrication as he continued
his thrusts.
Sodomy was not a sexual activity he
enjoyed. He much preferred the
feel of a womans vagina gripping the entire length of his penis to
the admittedly tighter feel of her sphincter holding only a small portion
of his member while the remainder of his penis was essentially unstimulated
within her fairly roomy large intestine.
But, regardless of his personal preferences, he continued pounding
in Dianas bowels because he knew the humiliation and degradation it
generated in an unwilling partner.
Wonder Woman had stormed his room and attacked
him. It was payback
time!
Gradually, his thrusts slowed and he relaxed
on her, remaining firmly embedded in her
anus. He could sense tension
returning in her body as she awaited what would come
next. He kept her
waiting.
Diana lay
still. She felt
terrible! Without her Magic
Girdle of power, she had limited strength and much of that had been depleted
trying to defend her honor. Her
vagina was sore, her rectal cavity was rubbed raw, her jaw was still tired,
her nipples and breasts were sore from his abuse, and she felt much to tired
and battered to mount any form of defense against
him. The helplessness of her
situation was taxing her resolve.
She didnt think he had cum, and he wasnt shrinking in
her ass. What would he do
now?
Again, hatred flashed through her mind, but
almost immediately, it was snuffed out by the chill remembrance of her
helplessness and degredation.
Unexpectedly, her sphincter spasmed around
him.
Slowly, he withdrew from her, providing Diana
a small feeling of relief. But
the pain from the battering she had received, combined with the exhaustion
she was feeling and the tension of being forcibly and continuously raped
left her feeling limp. She would
have said she felt numb if it didnt hurt so much!
He moved to her side and rolled onto his
back. Diana sighed as his weight
moved from her body. Unmoving,
she looked at him, her bottom still held in the air by the
pillow. He was lying on his
back beside her, his penis still erect pointing
upward. She could see flecks
of brown on the latex sheath covering him, and knew that the brown material
had come from her. Her fear
returned as she met his eyes.
Chapter 5 Another
indignity
Go ahead, he
whispered.
Go ahead? she asked, pretending
she didnt know what he was asking.
Clean me
off.
Again her eyes
widened. No!
Im not your whore! she spat at him, pulling herself up
toward a kneeling position. She
was surprised that she somehow found the strength for her vehement
refusal.
She never saw the blow
coming. His open palm crashed
across her ear causing unimaginable
pain. She saw stars as she fell
to her side in agony. She fought
down the feeling of nausea as tears flooded her eyes and she put one hand
up to protect her ear and shook her head, refusing him
again.
As a matter of fact, he responded,
wryly, you are my whore!
And you will be for as long as I
want.
But, its your
choice. He rolled her onto her stomach again and she felt him
use him wipe away the semen and baby oil from her
anus. If you deny me your mouth, Ill have to use
another opening.
He moved on top of her again and began probing her
anus. Diana
gasped. She was so sore,
she couldnt take him again.
Not there! And
especially since he had wiped away the oil that might lubricate
her. She held her breath as
he began to press against her rosebud. The excruciating pain from the chafed tissues hit her
as he forced his way past her entrance once more.
No,
stop!
Please!
I . . .. Diana
took a deep breath.
Ill . . . do it! she
whispered.
As you wish, he responded, withdrawing
and moving to her side again.
Her body ached all
over! With great effort, she rose to her hands and knees and
moved over his midsection. She
sat back on her haunches and reached to remove the condom, but he stopped
her.
Clean the outside of the condom before
you take it off.
Bile boiled up in Dianas stomach, and
it was only with great effort that she kept herself from throwing
up. But she feared what would
happen if she refused to do his bidding, so with great determination she
steeled herself and licked the still erect latex covered organ, tasting her
own waste products as she did.
After she had licked it clean, he permitted
her to remove the condom. He
had become slightly softer in this process, so he told her to take him in
her mouth again and bring him to
arousal. She was perpendicular
to his body, so when she took him into her mouth, it was almost as if his
penis was pointing directly down her
throat. She began to suck again
and move her head up and down. The
soft under-portion of his penis was rubbing against the ridged roof of her
mouth, while her tongue licked the back of his
penis. He groaned and took her
head between his hands to guide her movements.
Relax the muscles of your throat so
that it can go deeper! he coached
her. He was too large, and she
wasnt sure what he expected of
her. There was absolutely no way that his entire organ would
fit in her mouth. But she tried
to loosen her muscles and was surprised that as she relaxed her throat, she
could take him considerably deeper into her
mouth. Her jaw was growing tired
again and she could only thinking of getting him clean so that she could
relax. Dimly, she was
aware that he was growing even larger and he was breathing faster and pumping
harder into her mouth.
She was caught completely unaware when he
suddenly released a barrage of his semen deep in her throat causing her to
choke and cough as she tried to pull away from
him. His grip on her hair kept
her head in place, although she coughed and snorted, causing semen to escape
through her nose and past her lips around his member.
She felt defiled as he continued to spew his
seed into her mouth as she choked and
coughed. How could he do this
to anyone? She struggled
more and finally pulled away from him falling backward and sitting on the
floor, staring at him in disbelief as his semen dripped from the sides of
her mouth. She was Wonder
Woman! How could this be happening
to her? She had been raped and
sodomized, and then, he had done - - - that - - - to
her!
She could only breath through her mouth: her
nasal passages were blocked up with . . . . with his
cum. She shuddered at the
thought.
She saw a box of tissues and crawled to the
night-stand and reached for a tissue.
No! His voice
was quiet but commanding and insistent.
She looked at him.
Swallow whats in your mouth,
he instructed. And leave
the rest where it is.
Amused, he watched from the bed as she swallowed
hard, trying to keep some semblance of
dignity. She felt she was covered
with cum and unable to breath. He
smiled as she shuddered, resisting the wave of nausea that engulfed
her. Being abused was bad enough,
but she felt like a back alley prostitute, kneeling before a man as his cum
was drying on her face and body.
Once again, she tried to think of escape, but the hurts of her abused
body and accumulated fatigue, together with borderline hysteria kept any
rational thought from forming in her
mind.
She struggled to keep her mind from shutting
down because somehow she had to find a way to resist: a way to
escape.
A sudden panic flooded over Wonder Woman,
a full consciousness of what she had done, forced her mind back into
awareness. She had come to him
intending to do battle with him.
She had fought him and he had defeated her.
He had defeated her
in battle! Then he had taken
her! Did this mean
the end of Wonder Woman? Would
she be his slave forever?
Were her powers gone? Dread
spread throughout her entire
being!
Maybe not, she
thought. She had not willingly given herself to
him. No, he had raped
her!
If it was possible, she took consolation in the fact she had been raped, although her aching body certainly found no comfort in that fact.
Come up her and lie beside me until Im ready for you
again. he ordered.
His voice wasnt
threatening. Nothing in his
demeanor indicated that he would attack her
again. Or at least not until
he was ready for her again.
She felt too weak, too disheartened to rise, so she crawled to the
bed and rose to sit on the edge of the bed, her back to him, staring at the
wall without thinking.
She felt his hand on her shoulder and gently, he drew her backward
and turned her until she was lying on her
back. His insistent hands
drew her legs up on the bed and she lay beside on her back beside him with
her hands folded over her waist. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her
cum-crusted figure. She felt
him move closer to her until his body was in contact with
hers. He caressed her face,
causing her to shudder with fear of what else he might do to
her.
His hand slid downward and cupped her breast, gently massaging and
caressing her. His touch was
sending strange sensations through her.
Intellectually, she knew she didnt want to be touched by him,
but somehow his caresses were strangely, even wildly erotic if she would
let herself admit it. But she
didnt want him to continue.
She shuddered again as he leaned over her and kissed her
nipples. How could he treat
her so gently after everything he had done to
her? How could his gentleness
be affecting her this way? Gently, he sucked on her, the suction drawing much of
her breast into his mouth as his hand moved to her
pubis. Again, she shuddered
as his finger found her love button and gently circled it as he rolled her
nipple between his tongue and hard
palate. Diana remained motionless
as his finger ran between her lips.
She jumped as once again he found her vaginal opening, sending electric
waves throughout her body. She
couldnt be enjoying this!
Not after everything he had done to
her! But she whimpered and turned
her head away as his finger entered her and he rolled her nipple against
his hard palate again.
Was he about to . . . ? She
turned her face back and looked
downward. She breathed a sigh
of relief as she saw his flaccid penis, twitching
slightly. It was obvious
he was trying to arouse his body again, but his body simply wasnt
cooperating. She took a perverse joy in his inability to get
it up.
Diana became aware that he was no longer sucking on her breasts, and
his head turned to the side, cushioned on
her. His hand
relaxed. Was he falling
asleep? Gradually, his breathing
became more regular and deeper.
She felt him relax, and his finger slipped from
her. Diana dared not
move. She waited for him to
slip into a deeper sleep. She
resisted the temptation to sleep herself, valiantly fighting off her
fatigue. After what seemed like
an eternity of waiting, she hoped he was sleeping
soundly.
Gently, she lifted his hand from her hip and moved it to the
side. Then, as slowly
as she could, she steadied his head and slid away from him, placing his face
against the bed once she was out from under
him.
Hoping he would remain
asleep, she slowly inched away from him.
He didnt move. As
imperceptibly as possible, she slipped her legs over the edge of the bed
and stood. Her knees were wobbly, but she straightened herself
out. Afraid to look back,
she tiptoed toward the door and escape.
Chapter 6 A final
abuse
She had forgotten the unseen barrier that she could not
circumvent. She cried out in
frustration as she tried to find a way through the
door. Unexpectedly, he was upon
her. She gasped as he grabbed
her hair with one hand while groping her breast with the
other. Futilely, she drew
upon reserves she didnt know she had as she tried to pull away but
his grip was solid and she couldnt break free.
She gave a muffled yelp as he threw her around until she was facing
the bed again. A sudden jerk
backward and downward brought her to her knees, and his feet positioned between
hers calves. Suddenly, her torso
was forced onto the bed, and his knees captured her calves, pressing them
to the floor.
Her arms thrashed as he positioned his penis at her vaginal entrance
again. Fanatically,
she tried to escape, but the bed limited her
movements. And he forced his
way into her with a brutal lunge and their bodies merged once
again. He thrust deeply into
her drenched, defenseless depths.
His semen, still present in her vagina, provided lubrication this
time. She wheezed in agony beneath
his brutal assault. When
she tried to push him away, he easily captured her arms and pinned her hands
behind her back. Overpowered,
with arms pinned, and barely able to move, she could only grunt as he pounded
into her.
Capturing both of her wrists in one hand, he pressed the other hand between her and the bed, and began manipulating her clit with his fingers as he thrust into her. Diana was surprised at her immediate and involuntary response to his touch. He knew exactly how and where to caress her. She was being raped in a rather brutal manner, but still she was rising toward a climax. She resisted as best she could. But her feeble resistance was ineffectual when pitted against with the expertise of his strokes. Diana moaned with frustration as her fickle body responded to his skillful fondling.
He was invigorated after his brief
nap! And he was intent on forcing
her to climax this time. If
it was against her will, so much the
better. Being raped and being
forced to enjoy it wound increase her humiliation.
Her moans became whimpers, and developed into cries as her level of
excitement rose. Her cries faded
and in their place grew a procession of low, sharp
inhalations. She did not know when he released her hands, but she drew
them upward laying palm downward beside her face, fluttering aimlessly against
the bed. His free hand covered
her breast, kneading it and skillfully manipulating her
nipple.
As she felt her sexual tension rising, her rhythmic whimpers and cries
became louder. Her world was
about to explode as he whispered into her ear, No noises loud enough
to be heard outside of this room.
She tightened on him and, again, her mouth opened in a silent scream
as her orgasm crashed over her like an
avalanche. It was her first
orgasm of the day and it hit her like a
locomotive. Her mind
shattered, as if everything that had happened in this room had led up to
this moment! She thrashed around gasping for
breath. Her vagina grasped and caressed him, convulsing around
his member. The mantel of righteousness and purity had been totally stripped
from her, and she was totally humiliated and shamed at climaxing as she was
being raped. Rape was not something to be
enjoyed! Being orgasmed
while she was being raped was not an acceptable reaction; she would have
chided herself if she had been able to form the
thoughts.
He rode out her climax, still thrusting within
her. He had come twice this afternoon, and so his staying
power was greater.
Ooooh! youre easy! he tormented
her. So easy to take,
so easy to climax. It almost
seems like you are enjoying it!
Shall I continue?
No . .
. no . . .
. Enough . . .
. I cant . . .
she whimpered.
He lifted her hips with his hands and resumed pounding into
her. The slight changed of position
changed the angle at which she was being penetrated and sent new stimulations
throughout her. Diana had never
heard of a g-spot, but she certainly felt it
now! She moaned in shame
at having been forced to climax, but found her body responding as he continued
driving into her. She
was sore, but the ongoing stimulation was raising her again toward her
peak. He was merciless and
relentless as he plunged into her, his fingers persistently stimulating her
clitoris. And he was rewarded
as he felt her climax again.
Dianas spirit continued to sink at the thought of a mere man
manipulating her body so successfully.
Ooohh, yes, I can keep this up all day, he whispered into
her tormented ear. He eased
his thrusting as she rode out her
climax. Would you like
me to do this all day?
No . . . enough . . .
I cant . . . please,
. . . . no more . . . .
Wonder Woman moaned in humiliation.
But I havent cum
yet. I certainly cant
stop before Ive climaxed, can
I? He resumed his thrusting,
again altering his position to give her yet another new set of sensations,
gently pulling on her nipple and rolling her clit between his
fingers. Do you want me
to cum, Wonder Woman?
Oh,
yes!
Cum! I want you to
cum, the tormented superheroine moaned in
agony. If he came, he would
have to stop, at least for a while!
Inside of you? he taunted.
Her will broke and she finally gave
up. She was desperate to end
her ordeal and would do anything to end this
torment.
Yes! Inside of
me, just cum! Her appeal
took the last of the fight out of Wonder
Woman. The agony had to
end! She would agree to
anything! Say
anything! Just to get it over
with.
He felt the change in her as she capitulated, and he savored the delicious fading of her resistance. She had been tenaciously holding on to her final reserves of defiance, but with these words, he felt her yield. She was his! Totally!
His hammering increased and she offered no resistance. She began to rock into his thrusts, grinding her hips into him as hard as her weakened and exhausted body would permit. Her breathing accelerated. Her face became a mixture of shame and, yes, sexual yearning. The thrill of having her surrender to him excited him beyond belief. Lacking any further emotional resistance from her, he allowed himself to relax and enjoy the simple pleasures of this no longer resisting beauty. He thrust into her hard and deep with every muscle he had! It was not take long before he felt her rising to her climax. And he rose with her! The tightness filling his testicles rapidly traveled up until unbelievable pressure was building up in the head of his penis. He was more than ready to give her his semen. Her body bucked with abandon beneath him, and when Diana orgasmed, she came with a horrible lurch, totally uncontrolled, her mind shaken by her bodys betrayal of her. She was so immersed in the spasms of her sex that she really didnt hear his grunts.
He sized and groaned loudly
in pleasure as he let himself discharge pulse after pulse of his seed deep
into her depths. Each pulse
seemed to increase her response and he pressed harder and deeper into
her. Gasping loudly she climaxed
yet one more time moaning slightly, and contracting around his pulsing member,
knowing that his vile seed was spreading to every nook and cranny of her
reproductive system. He continued
pumping in and out of her, filling her with the evidence of his
passion. She clamped around him with an instinctive reaction, milking
every drop from him. She
gave a soft moan of resignation, admitting that there was nothing more she
could do. And her fate
was sealed. The
superheroines vaginal muscles milked him, seeming to perform calculated
movements designed to extract as much of his seed from him as quickly and
completely as
possible.
Chapter 7 Wrapping up loose
ends
Diana collapsed in humiliation, lying over the edge of the
bed. She had been raped, sodomized,
forced to perform oral sex.
Finally, she had begged her attacker to give her his
seed. Her humiliation could
not be more complete!
He lay on top of her and she orgasm, yet one more
time! He did not withdraw until he was sure he was completely
spent and his manhood shrank within her.
He rolled her over and she slid until she was sitting on the floor
beside the bed. Again he approached
her. Her gaunt eyes saw only
the deflating, flaccid penis before her.
Without being instructed, she let her mouth drop open and she cleaned
him again.
When she could no longer detect the taste of any of his cum or her
own fluids, she relaxed and began to
withdraw. Her defeat was complete,
and she slid to the side, falling to the
floor. Diana, her arms and legs
askew, lay beside the bed. Her
eyes were glazed and she was breathing
heavily. She felt
dreadful! She had been raped
and raped again. But even worse
than the physical pain she felt was the psychological pain of having been
violated repeated against her will.
Never before had she really understood why rape victims shut down
mentally after their ordeal. Now
she knew and understood. Escape
into mindless oblivion seemed so attractive to her!
The man moved away from her to rise to his
feet. She didnt
pay any attention to him. What
more could he do to her?
Her eyes filled with tears as she was sure he could find lots of other
things to do to her, if he wanted.
And since she was so weak from her ordeal, he could overpower her,
and there was very little she could to prevent it.
She was so
tired! She ached all
over. The energy she had spent
trying to resist him had taken its toll.
The stress of being repeatedly abused combined with the resulting
pain and humiliation had exhaustion filling her entire
being. She felt like she was
just a piece of meat lying on the
counter. If he wanted her again,
she would just roll over and spread her
legs. If she had the
energy.
He put his hand beneath her forehead and gently lifted her
head. Like a rag doll, she permitted
him to slide the Golden Lasso over her head and then over her
shoulders. She felt its
magic as the rope tightened around her arms.
Once she was encircled by the Magic Lasso, he whispered, Remember
how you feel now.
It was not likely she would forget the physical, mental and emotional abuse she had been subjected to during the past few hours or how she felt. The image of his face would be branded on her memory until the day she died! But she felt the magic from the Golden Lasso course through her, and the experiences became firmly planted in her memory.
Holding the lasso, he rescinded the orders forbidding her contact with her Golden Belt and Magic Lasso. Then, he fitted her Magic Girdle of Strength around her waist and fastened it in place. Immediately, the healing power of the belt began flowing through her, healing the abrasions she had experienced, repairing the physical damage she had incurred, and restoring her strength as well as her body.
He lifted Diana and placed her on the bed and she curled herself into
a fetal position, the only comfortable position she could
imagine. A soft blanked covered
her bare flesh and its warmth felt like a cocoon enfolding
her. He actually tucked
her in, the same as her mother had when she was a little
girl.
Dianas mind went back to the time when she had been a very small
girl. In rebellion, had tried
to run away from her mother on Paradise
Island. Her mother had
come after her and found her, and had actually crawled into her small hiding
place. Her mother had sat beside her and waited until little Diana was ready
to talk. Then she had listened
as her daughter had poured out her soul.
And her mother had understood!
He was whispering in her ear, and she could sense the magic flowing
from the Golden Lasso of Truth as he
spoke. She had to listen; the
lasso required it. He was preventing
her from going into shock and mental shutdown, actually forbidding
it! As much as the mindless
oblivion of insensibility appealed to her, he simply wouldnt let her
go! Patiently and carefully,
he drew her back to sanity and reality.
The healing magic of the belt was coursing through her, and she felt
her strength, at least much of it, returning to her, even though she was
bound with the Magic Lasso. But
There had been a change in her will.
Diana knew that more had happened here today that a simple
rape. And she wept for her lost
innocence and the loss of her freedom and independence, because she knew
they no longer belonged to her.
The man simply held her head, cradling it in his lap and soothingly
stroked her head and face, stroking her hair back behind her ears, the same
as her mother had done when she was
small. Somehow she felt at peace,
secure, knowing that someone, he, would take care of
her. A small part of her wondered
about being cared for by him after he had treated her so
badly.
She nuzzled her cheek against his hand as it stroked
her. Thats right, child, He murmured to
her. Just
relax! Diana relaxed, resting her head in his
lap. He continued to pet her
head, as if she was a small child.
And she slept.
When she awoke, she felt rested and restored, almost her old
self. He still held her head
in his lap and was stroking her face.
And she was still bound by the Magic
Lasso. Seeing she was awake,
he spoke again and reiterated his command that she was never to injure
him or cause him injury and she was never to use the Magic Lasso against
him.
Then He instructed her to remember their previous
encounter.
Memories of the two weeks in a cabin with him flooded into her
brain. He had not brutally raped
her then, but he had taken her repeatedly and she had not been able to resist
him. She supposed that her lack
of resistance made her pervious encounter an orgy of consensual
sex. But Diana knew in her heart
that she had never willingly given herself to him in that
cabin. She had been coerced into making a rash promise and for
the remaining two weeks she had paid for that
rashness. But compared with today, it had been a
honeymoon!
Today . . . today had been an orgy of rape and degradation. He had defeated her in battle and taken her. And in the end, she had been so eager to end the process that she had begged him to cum. She had begged him to cum inside of her. Everything had worn her down, and ultimately, to bring everything to an end Diana had willingly given herself to him.
He spoke again, pointing out, things were much easier on her when
she didnt resist him or attack
him. But Wonder Woman knew she
would never be able to attack him again.
She would never be able to resist his
commands. When he summoned her,
she would come. Whatever he
requested, she would do. From
this moment on, her freedom would be subject to his
wishes. And this would continue
for as long as they both were
alive!
After the Magic Girdle of Strength had completed its healing
process, he lovingly drew a bath for
Diana. Before removing the Golden
Lasso from her shoulders, he released her from her confinement to his bedroom
and to his suite. As she sank
into the warm, soothing water, he tenderly bathed
her. Afterwards, he carefully
dried her from head to toe and returned her costume to her, complete with
the Magic Girdle of Strength.
Finally he returned the Golden Lasso to her and reminded her that
she was never to use it against him.
She gazed at the Magic Lasso.
It was one of her most powerful weapons, but she could never use it
against him. Never
again! She fastened it to her belt.
Then her gaze met his briefly, before she lowered her eyes and
submissively whispered, Am I your slave,
now?
He knew the question was coming, and was prepared to answer it.
If you are my slave, he replied, taking her hand, then I have the duty to describe what your duties are, is that correct.
Shamed, Diana squeezed her eyes shut and nodded.
Then, if you are my slave, your instructions are that you are to return to your home and resume your regular every day activities. Resume your duties as Wonder Woman, just as if the events of today had never occurred. However, you are to return here on Wednesday and spend the evening serving me. And again on Saturday. When you are with me, you will obey me without question.
Diana knew she would.
Once again, he felt himself becoming slightly aroused as he thought of the power he now held over the worlds most powerful and independent female. But they had had enough for today. He ignored the stirring within him.
Finally, taking her arm, he walked her to the door of his suite and led her to a rear exit of the hotel where she could leave without encountering the prying eyes of the various hotel patrons and employees.
He softly kissed her, and she left, unobserved, to return to her own home.
Diana would be back on Wednesday and again on
Saturday. She was compelled to obey
him.
Drucilla would come on Monday and Friday.
# # #
End of part
3.
In Part 4, Steve comes back into
the picture
And Part 5 will be different
from anything that came before.
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