WOMANS VOLUNTARY ENSLAVEMENT, Part 5
Or
Wonder Womans
Wedding
By Barnabus
Revised:
5/22/04
(M/F, Wonder Woman, Steve Trevor,
Romance.)
SUBJECT:
Steve resists the opportunity to
screw the hell out of Diana with astonishing
results!
WARNING:
This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual
nature. If you find such
material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass
this story for one more suitable for
you.
Wonder Woman, Wonder Girl (Drucilla) and Steve Trevor are copyrighted,
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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, 2, 3 and 4, which should be posted on this
site. It is not necessary to read the stories the prior stories
before reading this episode.
The story is set in modern times, probably six months or so after
Part 4
In keeping with the desired end results, birth control is not used
in this story. However, 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.
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Chapter 1 Dianas attempted
seduction
Steve Trevor and Princess Diana, also known
as Wonder Woman, were sitting, reclining actually, on the sofa in his darkened
living room. Their arms were
entwined and both were breathing heavily as the passion of their kisses grew
greater. Steves hands
were roaming over Dianas voluptuous body, while she unbuttoned his
shirt and was caressing his chest.
Once again, Steve found the fastener that
released her bustier and the tight garment opened and was pushed aside, taking
its place beside the discarded golden belt of power on the
floor. Steve buried his face
in her succulent mammaries, licking, nibbling, biting and finally grasping
her nipples between his lips and sucking so hard that he drew as much of
her breast into his mouth as he could, rolling the nipple between his tongue
and the hard pallet of the roof of his
mouth.
Steve had lusted for Wonder Woman for years
and loved her intensely for almost as
long. The first time he saw
her in her tight bustier, high boots, and skintight star spangled panties
he had lusted for her. And even
though he had fallen deeply in love with her, his lust was always present
below the surface.
But she had always maintained absolutely correctness in her behavior with him. He had never been able to lay a finger on her other than to occasionally grasp her arm as he led her through a crowd, or maybe put a hand on her shoulder when she was sitting in a meeting. He had never even held her hand except when one of them was helping the other climb up a mountain or into an airplane. He had received an occasional kiss on his cheek during the time he had known her, but he could count the kisses on the fingers of one hand.
Then, suddenly and for no discernable reason, that all
changed. About three weeks ago,
Wonder Woman had invited herself to his quarters for a dinner for
two. She had made it plain
to Steve that she didnt want ANYONE else there, not even a
cook. When she arrived, she appeared somewhat nervous, but she
kissed him on the cheek at the door, then took his hand as they walked into
his living room. The evening
became quite cozy, and at the end of the evening she gave him a light kiss
on the mouth.
She had come back for
dinner. And she kept coming
back. Each visit became more
physical, more intimate. And
more passionate! All of this
was totally out of character for Wonder Woman, but Steve was afraid to mention
the change for fear he would lose all of the ground gained during
these past few weeks.
Wonder Woman had insisted that they meet this
night. When Steve told her he had a meeting scheduled, she had
demanded that he change the meeting and spend the night with
her! (Yes, she had said
night.)
Diana whimpered as Steve sucked on her nipple
and rolled it against the roof of his
mouth. Her demanding hands
were tearing the shirt from his shoulders and arms.
His hand moved to her star-spangled panties
and he caressed her through the silken
material. As soon as she had
dispatched his shirt, her hand found his and directed it to the waistband
and pressed his fingers inside so that he was caressing her bare
skin. She gasped and tightened
as his fingers made contact with her.
Immediately, she forced her muscles to
relax. Infinitesimally, her legs seemed to part, freeing
his access to her and she started purring,
Yes. Yes
in time with his caresses.
She reached for the buckle on his pants, when
Steve sudden stopped his activity and withdrew his hand from
her.
Diana, I love
you! Steve
exclaimed. We have
to stop. You have to make
me an honest man! (He
purposely inverted the roles of the sexual
mores.) We have to stop
now!
We cant stop,
now! Diana spoke
incredulously
Why cant we stop? Steve
asked.
Because Im not pregnant, ye .
. . . Diana slapped her
hand over her mouth as if she had inadvertently said something that
shouldnt be said.
Diana, Steve spoke in a mildly
patronizing voice. You
dont have to get pregnant for me to marry
you.
She pulled her lips between her teeth to prevent
herself from talking. Steve
gazed at her, realizing that there was more to this than he
expected. Although his loins
still burned with lust, his confusion was quickly dampening his
ardor.
Your
plan wasnt to get pregnant as a way to force me to marry you, was
it?
Dianas eyes dropped, and she shook her head.
I think wed better talk,
Steve stated.
Do we have to talk? Diana
objected. I only
have a few days . . ..
Dianas voice faded off as she realized once again she had said
something she shouldnt.
A few days for what?
Eyes
down. My fertile period
will end in a couple of days.
Fertile period? Steve
exclaimed. Diana, I want
to protect you. If we made love,
I would use a condom to protect you from
pregnancy.
Dianas eyes
widened. A
condom!!? You
cant!
Diana, Steve explained. Were not married. I cant make you pregnant if were not married! Oh, Diana! I love you! I want you to be my wife! I want you to be the mother of my children. Please, marry me. Marry me now! Tonight!
Marry?
Dianas astonishment was evident in her
eyes. We cant get
married!
Astounded, Steve tried to digest what she
was saying. Cant
get married? And yet, were
about to . . . . Why cant we get
married? I love
you! I want to marry
you. Right
now!
Diana burst into
tears. In typical male confusion, Steve tried to figure out what
he had said that had caused the woman he loved to
cry.
In a moment of total emotional collapse, Diana
cried out, I cant marry you!
I just want to have your baby!
Ooooh, Steeeeeve! And
Dianas tears flowed freely.
My
baby? Steve was astonished
at her statement.
Ooooohhhhhhhh! Diana wailed, her
eyes as wide as overflowing saucers and with a very guilty look on her
face. She had obviously said
something wrong and Steve had caught her at
it. I shouldnt have
said that! And with another
wail, Diana started bawling, placing her face against him and pounding his
chest with her fists in utter
frustration. Steve realized
that if she had been wearing her Magic Girdle of Strength at that moment,
she might well have inflicted serious
injury. Why did
you make me say that?
Why?
Why?
Why?!!!! She pounded
his chest with each exclamation.
Then she clutched him to her and wept profusely
against his chest.
Steve held her close to him, acutely aware
of her almost totally naked body pressed against
him. The right word from Diana,
the right touch might have caused him to forget marriage for the pleasure
of the moment, but Dianas obvious distress held him in
check. Somehow, comforting the
woman he loved took precedence over his bodily lusts.
Ooooohhh,
Steve! she gasped between
sobs. Dont! - -
- Please - - - - I dont know how - -
-. She gasped for
breath and momentarily looked up at him, before quickly looking away as if
she were unable to meet his eyes.
Almost in hysteria, she continued,
- - - Just have sexual intercourse with me - - - let me have your baby -
- - - But, Pleeeeeeease!
Dont do this to me!!!!!!!!
In complete puzzlement, Steve hadnt
the foggiest idea what this was that he was doing
to Diana. If anything he had
stopped this when he had resisted the temptation to climb on
top of her and screw the hell out of
her. So Steve did the only thing a truly red-blooded American
man could do in this situation.
He held his beloved in his arms while she cried her eyes out!
Eventually, her tearful frenzy passed, and
she hiccupped a few times and collapsed on his chest in total
dejection. She was breathing
tremulously. The discussion
she knew was about to take place caused her more fear than she had felt when
she had been approaching the actual act of love with her lover a few minutes
earlier.
When she had settled into a very nervous repose
in his arms, he whispered to her.
Diana.
I want you to have my babies . . .
Babies? He used the plural
form. Diana was only thinking
of one baby! Could she
possibly have more that one baby with
Steve?
I want you to be the mother of my
children! Steve
continued. I want you to be my wife!
Immediately, Diana burst into another paroxysm
of weeping!
Steve was
flabbergasted! He was giving a sincere proposal of marriage to the woman
he loved and who, he was convinced, loved
him. And his proposal was met
with hysterical weeping. He
let her cry, and held her to him, trying to make sense of the events of the
past few minutes.
When her tears subsided, he asked the obvious
next question: a question she
knew would come now, but she dreaded.
Maybe youd better tell me,
he began, why you want my child, but you dont want to marry
me.
Diana sniffled on his chest and murmured,
I do want to marry you!
Ive dreamed of being your
wife! But I
cant! Its just not
possible! Ooohh,
Steve! Just hold me!
Please!
Steve held
her. His ardor was gone, and
when she made fumbling attempts to rekindle it, he carefully maintained control
of the situation. Since she couldnt distract him, Diana had no choice
but to talk to him.
Chapter 2 Dianas
reasons.
Diana was scrupulously honest by
nature. Deception was not part
of her makeup, and whenever she tried to gloss over something with a half-truth,
Steve recognized it and called her on
it. Her total innocence of the
world of men worked against her.
She had never learned the art of deceit, of trying to hide what is
true and obvious. Steve wouldnt permit her to talk around the subject,
but kept pulling her back to his
questions. And to her chagrin
and embarrassment, the story came out.
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Several weeks earlier, Diana received an
unexpected visit from her mother, the queen of Paradise
Island.
In a freak accident, several Amazons had been
killed. Diana grieved the loss
of her sisters. But the queen
had pointed out to Diana that the end result of the accident required that
the dead Amazons must be replaced.
Accordingly, several young Amazons of childbearing age had been selected
to have children in order to re-establish the population of Paradise
Island. Diana was one of the Amazons selected to bear
children.
Diana had pointed out Drucillas unplanned
pregnancy, and the queen had reluctantly conceded that Drucillas child,
if female, would be welcomed to Paradise Island and would be raised as an
Amazon. But the queen was greatly
displeased at the father of Drucillas child, a man who had made both
Drucilla and Diana his sex slaves and had poured considerable abuse upon
Diana during his relationship with her.
Diana was thankful that he had always been prudently careful during
her fertile periods; apparently he had not been so careful with her
sister. Diana remembered
the relief she had felt when she learned he had died in an accident, thus
freeing Diana from her bondage to him.
Diana had accepted her obligation to become
a mother but questioned the effect pregnancy would have upon her duties as
Wonder Woman. The queen stated
simply that Wonder Woman would have to retire from active life, a situation
which had already occurred to a large extent, and if needed, a new Amazon
champion would be appointed to serve in her
place. The queen had been grooming
Drucilla to take Dianas place, but Drucillas unexpected pregnancy
had eliminated that possibility.
Diana knew that she wouldnt be given
any say in the selection of the father of her child, but she briefly indulged
in a fantasy of Steve being the one.
Unable to wait any longer, she respectfully asked her mother the identity
of the man who had been selected to be her mate.
Why, Colonel Trevor, of course!
her mother had answered.
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As the meeting between Diana and her mother
ended, Diana knew it would be three weeks before she would enter her fertile
period and could conceive. Thus,
she had three weeks to change her relationship with Steve from a judiciously
platonic relationship to . . . a more intimate
liaison. Sadly, she admitted
to herself that her goal was procreation, not commitment.
Immediately, she had begun the process by
spending more time alone with Steve and becoming more physical during the
time they spent together. She
had hoped to intrigue him and to have him impregnate her during her next
fertile period. Then she could
return to Paradise Island and complete her gestation and bear her
child. Hopefully the baby would
be a girl who would be welcomed into the Amazon
community.
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Diana loved
Steve. She would love to bear
his child! In this way, a part
of Steve would always be with her.
Marriage had never been a consideration for her, other than in a
daydream. Although marriage
to Steve and spending her life with him was something she deeply coveted,
she knew it would be unthinkable for any Amazon (let alone an Amazon Princess)
to marry a mere man.
The idea that Steve would desire marriage when she was trying to feed
his passion caught her completely by
surprise. Diana was totally
unprepared for the possibility that he would want to marry her before he
. . . .
Steve suddenly jerked Diana back into
reality. Are you saying
that everything that has occurred between us these last few weeks was simply
an attempt to get yourself pregnant with my
child? It sounded course
and calculated when Steve spelled it
out. Diana nodded with downcast eyes.
Steves eyes
narrowed. Diana had never seen such a calculating look in Steves
eyes before. Do you want
to bear my child? He
asked.
More than anything! Diana exhaled,
her eyes melting.
Very well, I
agree!
Just like
that? Suddenly his acceptance
seemed more sordid than anything she could
imagine. A brief vision flashed
across Dianas mind of Steve rutting on top of her, and then walking
away without even looking
back. The agony
of that image made Dianas lower lip tremble.
However, I want something in return,
Steve continued. Suddenly
what had begun as a night of passion had become a bargaining
session. And Diana felt like a piece of shopworn fabric to be haggled
over.
I require . . . Steve paused,
. . . that you become my wife, and the two of us will live together
will raise this child, and all of our children until they becomes
adults.
Dianas shoulders
slumped. Thats not possible, she
said. Steve waited for her to
expand on her statement, so she
continued. First, I
cant marry you because the Queen would not permit
it. It is forbidden by Amazon
law. And second, - - -
Diana knew that confessions were in
order. And second, I would
not be a suitable bride for you.
Im . . . . . Im . . . .
Diana straightened
her shoulders, met his gaze squarely, and used an expression that she
hated! Im soiled
merchandise.
Diana reminded Steve of her many absences
a few months earlier. And confessed
her relationship with the man (whom she referred to as the
master) who had captured Drucilla and
her. Diana had been forced to
become his sex slave while she was his
prisoner. And later, the master had taken advantage of Drucilla
also. This led Diana to do battle
with him where Diana had been defeated by him and had become his lifelong
slave. Diana cried as she described,
in much more detail than she intended, the brutality of his repeated rapes
when he had conquered her, the feelings of worthlessness she had experienced,
her shame and guilt. And ultimately,
he had fucked the fight out of her, and she had given herself to
him. She described the panic
she had felt when she realized that he had defeated her in battle and she
had given herself, freely to him, thus committing herself to be his
slave. She had been required
to appease his every sordid and perverted
whim. With downcast eyes, Diana
admitted that it was the master was responsible for Drucillas
pregnancy.
His lifelong slave?
Diana heard the anger
and hardness in Steves voice.
Who is this man? And
where is he? Diana explained that he had recently died in an automobile
accident. And with his death,
Diana was freed from her bondage to him.
Steve sat for a very long time, saying
nothing. He only stared off
into the distance. Finally,
he took a deep breath and spoke directly to Diana.
I understand the conditions under which
you . . . entered that mans bed.
But he is dead now, so he is no longer an
issue. I choose
to forgive and forget your relationship with him.
Having said that, as I understand it,
you cannot marry me without the Queens
permission. Is that
correct? Diana
nodded.
Very well, then, Steve
continued. I wish to speak
with the Queen.
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Chapter 3 Steve meets the
Queen.
Steve was almost in a state of shock as he and Diana sat primly in
the spacious limousine. He was
unable to comprehend how speedily his interview with Dianas mother
had been arranged. It was almost
as if the Queen had expected the request and had prepared for the meeting
in advance.
Initially, Wonder Woman had endeavored to talk him out of the idea
of trying to meet with the Queen.
When he had refused to budge from his determination, Diana had reluctantly
made a telephone call. After
a short conversation, the Queen had agreed to see
him. And her private limousine
picked them up twenty minutes later.
Steve had barely had enough time to dress in his best suit and buff
his shoes before the limousine had
arrived.
He was impressed as the limousine pulled up to a very fashionable
hotel. They were immediately
escorted to a private elevator.
It was obvious that the Queen had a great deal of money at her
disposal.
The elevator door opened, and Steve and Diana gazed into the anteroom
of the royal suite. Two
ladies-in-waiting met them. Steve
had never seen such opulence, even when he had visited the White
House.
Greetings, Princess Diana, Colonel
Trevor. You are welcome
here! The ladies wore
toga-like costumes that spoke of utter simplicity, but Steve recognized that
each was wearing feminium bracelets and a golden girdle of power, much like
Dianas. Although he could
see no weapons anywhere, Steve was sure there was a formidable presence of
power and fighting strength present.
The princess and her escort wish an audience with the queen,
Diana responded formally.
One of the ladies, obviously the senior, nodded her
head. The queen is expecting
you. Please follow
me. She led the way to
a door on the far end of the room.
Beyond the door was a throne
room. That was the only possible
description!
On one side of the room was a very pregnant
Drucilla. She was kneeling unobtrusively at a scribes
table.
Steve began to greet her, but a nudge from Diana warned him not to
acknowledge her.
The queen was sitting on a raised throne in the center of the
room. There were two other
chairs, one facing the queen and one to the side.
Steve snapped to attention and bowed formally from the
waist.
There is no need for that sort of
formality. But thank you for
your courtesy, the queen responded with a dismissive gesture of her
hand. Please be
seated. The queen indicated
the chair before her for Steve.
When Diana held back, the queen continued, Both of
you! Diana took the chair
to the side.
As soon as both guests were seated, Queen Hippolyte addressed Steve
without preamble.
Princess Diana tells me she has asked you to mate with her and
you have refused. Do you find her unattractive?
Such undiplomatic directness caught Steve by
surprise. Of course not! he
sputtered.
The queen
continued, Our intention
in allowing you to mate with Diana is, of course, to produce a
child. If the child you produce
is male, you will be free to keep him.
If the child is female, she will be an heir to the throne of
Themyscira. Accordingly, we
will expect to transport her to Paradise Island so that she can be raised
in her own heritage and groomed to eventually become
queen.
Surprised at the rapidity with which they
have moved into negations, Steve parried, I dont think it is
in the childs best interest to be separated from her mother.
She wont be separated from her
mother. The queen spoke
as if explaining a simple truth to a
child. Princess Diana
will return to Paradise Island to raise the child.
Youre talking about my wife leaving
me.
Of
course. Once a female child
has been born, the queen continued as if she had not heard the word
wife, there will be no further need for your . . .
services
Steves jaw dropped and he looked at
Diana.
Diana lowered her
eyes. She had tried to prepare Steve, but the queen had stated
things in what Diana considered unnecessarily succinct and harsh
terms.
I do not wish a one night stand simply to furnish
you with an heir, Steve declared.
Oh, but it wont be just one night, Diana
interjected. I will be in my fertile period for the next three
days,
And when your fertile period is ended . . .? Steve prompted
her.
If I am pregnant, then there will be no further need for us
to have further sexual relations, Diana responded, trying to
explain.
Steves mouth tightened and his eyes
narrowed. Im afraid
I am not interested in a . . . . a three night stand
either!
Diana asked incredulously.
What do you want?
I want to marry you! Steve answered with a tightly controlled
voice. And then I want
you to live with me and to have . . . sexual relations with me
frequently, . . . whether there is a baby or not . . . for the rest
of our lives together!
Dianas eyes widened as she stared at him,
scandalized. It was one thing for him to say in private that he wanted
to marry her, but to say so in front of the queen . . .
Steve looked back at Queen
Hippolyte. She met his gaze
with rock solid certitude. Steve
had seen that determined look in the eyes of Generals who had dressed him
down. He carefully controlled
his response and took a deep breath before he spoke.
Im sorry, Queen Hippolyte,
he replied, meeting her gaze.
Your terms are unacceptable.
Dianas eyebrows rose to stare at him,
and she blanched. Drucilla
looked up from her notes, eyes wide.
No one, NO-ONE had ever talked to the queen that
way. Queen Hippolyte flushed,
but retained her dignity.
My terms are
unacceptable?
Steve
hesitated. Obviously, Queen
Hippolyte had her own ideas of what was an appropriate relationship between
him and Diana. And her
ideas were very different from his. He drove onward.
The reason I asked to speak with you
was not to discuss procreation.
Rather, I am here to ask for your daughters hand in marriage
. . . Queen Hippolyte gave gesture, dismissing his statement the same
way one might brush away a gnat.
Steve pressed on.
. . . marriage under American Law . . . The queen stared at him
incredulously. Steve continued,
. . . marriage that is a lifelong commitment between a man and a woman
to live together, share their lives, and which assumes the parenting
and raising of children.
An Amazon is not permitted marry,
the queen replied, let alone live with a
man! Paradise Island needs children
to replenish its population.
Marriage is not necessary.
Nor is it desired. Your request to marry Diana is
denied!
Steve turned sad eyes toward Diana, who was
looking at her hands folded in her lap.
Then he turned to the queen and rose, his eyes
flaring. Then, Im afraid we have nothing further to
discuss. If Diana cannot become
my wife, then I will not become her
paramour. Youll have to
find another stallion to provide you with stud
service. Somehow he
made the phrase sound like words dredged from a
sewer. Please excuse
me.
Steve bowed formally, turned and started toward
the door. Suddenly, the
queens two bodyguards blocked his
path. Seeing the doorway was
blocked, Steve looked back at the queen as if to ask her to give her bodyguards
instructions.
The queen leaned back in her
throne. Please do not
leave yet, Colonel Trevor, she requested.
Are you holding me against my will?
he asked.
Almost imperceptibly, the queens shoulders
drooped at having her bluff
called. No, of course
not! Steve did not see
the queens signal, but immediately the two bodyguards melted back into
the woodwork.
You are free to
leave. But I . . . her eyes became almost beseeching,
. . . humbly request that you remain a while
longer.
Steve gave a curt nod and moved back toward
his seat.
Colonel Trevor, the queen said,
looking at her daughter, Would you allow me a few minutes alone with
my daughter for a private mother-daughter conversation,
please?
Steve doubted that Diana would be able to say anything to dissuade
the queen from her position, but he graciously
nodded. Without a word,
moved to the door the queen had indicated and left the throne
room.
The queen watched as Steve closed the
door. Diana sat motionless watching
her mother. Never in her life
had Diana seen anyone stand up to the queen the way Steve
had. If one of her sisters on
Paradise Island had spoken to the queen the way Steve had, she would have
faced banishment . . . or worse.
In keeping with her position, the queen had not revealed her anger
to Steve. But now Steve was
in the other room.
The queen looked at
Drucilla. You, too!
she ordered. Without a word,
Drucilla and the two bodyguards rose and left the room.
Chapter 4 Diana and the queen
talk.
Only Diana and the queen were
left. And Diana had no idea
what to expect.
The queens eyes remained riveted to
the door where Steve had exited.
Finally, she looked at Diana.
Come here, little
girl. Sit in your mothers lap.
Diana was
astounded! Her mother hadnt
called her little girl for
years! It had always been the
queens favorite endearment when she was talking to her
daughter. But she hadnt used title since Diana had reached
her maturity. And Diana hadnt
sat in her mothers lap for much longer than
that.
Diana didnt know which astonished her
more, being addressed as little girl or being asked to sit in
her mothers lap!
Breaking protocol, Diana stuttered, Mother,
Ive grown up. Im
much to heavy to sit in . . .
The queens hand rose commanding silence
from her daughter. Then, with
Dianas with her mouth still open in her unfinished objection, the queen
turned the palm of her hand toward herself and beckoned to her
daughter.
Mutely, Diana rose and moved to her
mother. And the Queen guided
Diana as the adult princess sat in her mothers
lap. The queens arms
surrounded her grown daughter, and Dianas arms entwined around her
mothers neck and their foreheads pressed
together. It was a very un-royal
scene.
Mother and daughter held each other quietly
for a very long time.
Do you love him? Hippolyte
whispered.
Diana nodded.
Are you in love with
him?
Again, Diana nodded.
Can you live without him? the
queen asked.
Diana took a deep
breath. She stifled a sob before she dutifully answered, If
the queen commands, I will obey!
The day will come when you will be
queen, Hippolyte whispered to her
daughter. You will be
called upon to make difficult decisions like this
one. Tell me, if you were queen,
what would you do?
Diana felt her heart sink within
her. Her mother always recognized
honesty and would know if Diana was not telling the
truth. Diana gave the answer
that all of her training as a princess required of her.
If I were queen, I would find another
consort for your daughter.
And why would you not accept this
one?
Because . . . it was difficult
for Diana to say the words.
Because he refuses to accept and honor our
traditions.
He has his own
traditions. He wants to raise his
children. Is that unreasonable?
No, its reasonable from his point
of view, Diana responded, but his traditions are not our
traditions. Tears were
welling up in Dianas eyes.
You must find another consort for your daughter, one who will
accept our conditions.
But thats not what you want!
the queen observed.
Tears ran down Dianas
face. I love him,
mother! I want
him! I want him to be the father
of my child! I cant think
of life without him!
Sobbing, Diana cradled her face on her mothers shoulder, shamelessly
dampening her mothers royal robe.
Her mother held her and caressed her until the crying
slowed.
Of course, the queen commented
almost as if it were a passing thought.
There is another fact that must be taken into consideration
before making this decision.
Diana struggled to regain her composure to
return to her role as Princess and advisor to the
queen. And what would
that be? she asked.
Her mother looked deeply into Dianas
eyes. There was a long pause
before she answered her daughter.
When the answer came, Diana understood the words, but couldnt
comprehend their meaning.
We need his genes, the queen stated
as if she were discussing the luncheon menu.
His genes?
Colonel Trevors genetic make-up
contains characteristics that we need to breed into our
race. It is imperative that he father children with an Amazon
partner. And you are the ideal
genetic match for him.
Slowly, a realization crept into Dianas
mind. Almost fearfully, she
asked, And just how long
have you known this?
The queen smiled at her daughters
perceptiveness. Since
several years before you were sent to America.
Diana faltered, Then it was no accident
that I was sent here and assigned to work with
him.
The queen shook her head.
Does this mean, Diana asked
falteringly, that you will give in to all of Steves
demands?
The queen gave her daughter a sideways glance,
I could always begin the search for a new consort for the
princess.
Dianas spirits sank at the
thought.
The queen
continued, . . . and
if this discussion had taken place when I was your age, thats exactly
what would have happened.
Diana couldnt follow what was being
said, so she remained quiet waiting for the queens
explanation.
You can thank your father that that
is not what will happen today, said the
queen.
My father? Diana
asked.
Queen Hippolyte continued her
explanation. Your father
begged the queen, my mother, for many of the same things that Colonel Trevor
wants. My mother
refused. Later, he confessed to me that he finally accepted her
terms because life with me for a few months was preferable to life without
me at all.
He loved you that much? Diana
asked, incredulously. He
loved you so much he was willing to give you up?
Never before had Queen Hippolyte confided
so many intimate details with Diana.
Like a small child sitting at her mothers feet, Diana listened
raptly.
The queen
nodded. And I loved him
that much, also! Somehow,
Diana had never imagined that her mother could ever be in love with a
man! He chose your
name before he left, and when you were born, I named you Diana to honor
him.
Fascinated, Diana continued to ask
questions. And you never
saw him again?
Oh, I did see him again!
the queen said. After
I became queen, I was able to locate
him. Do you remember the first
time you left Paradise Island with
me?
Diana
remembered. It had been a great
adventure. She and her mother
had gone to a great city in Europe.
They had done many things together, but much of the time, Diana had
been confined to her room while the queen was out tending to her
duties. Tending to her
duties? Was it
possible?
Suddenly, a memory came back to
Diana. During that trip, the
only time she had been able to talk to a man was when the queen and Diana
ate supper with . . .
The ambassador . . . Diana
asked hesitantly.
Again, Queen Hippolyte was pleased with her
daughters astuteness. She
nodded. The ambassador
was your father. He absolutely
insisted on meeting you, and he wasnt about to be put off by anything
I said. He was so proud of
you!
Great emotion welled up in Diana as an image
of her father, her father, formed within her
mind. Irrational gratification swelled within her at knowing
that her father had been proud of her!
The queen
continued. And he was
immensely pleased that you had grown into such a fine young
lady! Meeting you was one of
the greatest pleasures of his later life.
I only had the joy of being with him
for three short periods of time, the queen
continued. You were the
product of our first meeting, Drucilla was the product of the second
meeting. The third time I saw
him was when I nursed him on his
deathbed.
I respected the traditions of our culture
and kept myself from him, even though I thought of him every day when we
were apart.
So you see, I understand what its
like to love someone, the queen
concluded. I loved him
as much as you love Colonel Trevor.
And he loved me as much as Steve loves
you. And that is why I am going to permit Colonel Trevor to
negotiate a marriage between the two of you, and I will permit the two of
you to keep you and your children here as a family until the children are
grown.
Diana almost swooned with the joy she felt
at the prospect of being Steves
wife. Still, her duty as the
queens advisor required her to
say, There is a law that forbids any Amazon from being
intimate with a man . . .
The queen gave a dismissive gesture. You are hereby exempted from that law in your relationships with Colonel Trevor for as long as you are married to him and you both are alive.
Just like
that! How simply an immutable
law could be set aside!
Suddenly, Diana
blanched. Hesitatingly, she acknowledged that her mother had known
about the man Diana called the
master.. Her mother
waited for the question she knew was
coming.
Were . . . you . . . responsible . .
. for his . . . death?
Diana faltered.
Queen Hippolyte shook her
head. The Gods would not
permit me to interfere with that relationship. She
acknowledged. After a
moments hesitation she admitted, But if he had not died, I think
I would have defied the Gods and taken action.
And if that had become necessary, you would probably be
the Queen of Paradise Island at this moment.
There was a long moment, and even though Diana
had been the masters slave, tears welled up in her eyes
as she momentarily grieved his loss.
Within moments, Diana regained her composure.
However, there is one other item we
must discuss. the queen stated.
(Oh, how Diana hated the
howevers!)
Although you will be marrying Colonel Trevor, you are the heir
apparent to the throne of Paradise Island.
I can permit you to remain here
only so long as I am alive and well. If I should become ill or unable to rule, or if I should
die, then regardless of anything else, your duty will demand that you return
and take up the throne. And
THAT is not negotiable either by you or by
Steve.
Hippolyte lifted her daughters face
and using the edge of her toga in a most un-ladylike fashion, wiped the tears
from her daughters eyes.
When her daughter had been properly groomed, she asked, Shall
we call Colonel Trevor back and continue our negotiations? The queen
asked.
Oh, there is one more thing . . .
the queen stated. Diana cringed,
fearing that her mother would throw another however at
her. She waited as the queen
continued.
Dont ever allow Colonel Trevor
to become a poker player. Or
at least, not a high stakes poker
player. He is as easy to read
as one of your womans magazines.
Mother! Diana
remonstrated.
He
is! Oh, he can play poker
with the boys, but keep him away from the gaming
tables.
Diana was appalled at her mothers
statement. He came
to you and he spoke earnestly! He
is fighting for my hand! And
you say he is easy to read?
Queen Hippolyte
smiled. Little girl, you must spend more time studying
people! You need to learn to
read what they are thinking by the way they act and their unconscious
gestures. You will need these
skills when you become queen.
Are you saying you know what Steve is
thinking, what terms he would find acceptable, even before youve completed
your negotiations with him?
Queen Hippolyte raised an
eyebrow. But, of
course! He is so in love with you, that he would be willing to
accept any terms I dictate simply to obtain my permission to marry
you. And if I permitted him
only a few months, he would gratefully accept
that.
But he walked out of the discussions
with you! Diana objected.
The queen
smiled. Trust me,
little girl. The door would
never have closed behind him. I
simply allowed him to save face by not permitting him to
leave.
If he is willing to accept such a limited
arrangement, Diana asked her mother, why do I get the feeling
that you are going to give him a great deal more?
The queen smiled indulgently at her
daughter. I know what
it means to be deeply in love with someone, and to be separated from
him. I also can see how much
he loves you and how much you love him.
I will let him win various concessions because I dont want you
to be separated from the man who will probably be the love of your
life.
Chapter 5
Negotiations
The queen gave some sort of signal that
wasnt visible to Diana (how did she do that?) and Drucilla and the
two bodyguards re-entered the room and returned to their
places. Diana returned to her
chair.
Moments later, Steve was ushered back into
the room and resumed his chair.
The queen continued to negotiate as if there had never been a
break.
The negotiations went as the queen had
predicted. Permission
was given for Steve and Diana to be married, and Diana was exempted from
the law forbidding Amazon intimacy with a man for as long as the two
of you are married and both are
alive. The queen paused
to instruct Drucilla who was making notes of the meeting, Make sure
that that directive is noted properly in the records,
Drucilla.
The discussions between the queen and Steve
continued. Diana was amazed,
especially in light of her private conversation with her mother, as she saw
Steve win point after point in their
negotiations. First, Diana would
be permitted to remain with Steve to raise any male children that might be
born. Then, the queen conceded
that female children should remain with their mother and Steve until they
reached an age of maturity.
Eighteen years of age, or when they completed high school, whichever
is later was agreed as the age of
maturity. At that time,
Dianas daughters would be given the choice whether or not to live on
Paradise Island or remain in the United States.
Steve stressed that he wanted his children
to have good relationships with ALL of their grandparents, and it was agreed
that the queen would periodically visit the Trevors at their
home. The queen also insisted
that the female children should be allowed to visit Paradise Island during
vacations and holidays. When
Steve requested the queens promise that she would allow her granddaughters
to return to America at the end of their vacations, the queen smiled and
agreed, again instructing Drucilla to be sure that this promise was properly
recorded.
Since males could not be permitted on Paradise
Island, the queen agreed to establish a home in America where her grandsons,
if there were any, could visit her.
Steve didnt like granting the stipulation
that if Diana were to succeed her mother to the throne of Paradise Island,
that Diana would be required to return to become
queen. But neither would he
ask his wife to shirk her responsibilities to her mother, queen and people.
In this event, the custody of their male children would be granted to Steve
and custody of their female children would be split between Steve and
Diana. Diana, in turn, promised
that she would return to Steve as often as her royal duties would
allow.
As the marathon bargaining session drew to a close, the last item
that the queen required was a promise from Steve that he would do nothing
to prevent pregnancy in his wife, and would accept and raise all children
that were conceived within their union.
Steve pointed out that if no birth control was ever used, there might
be a dozen or more children: more than Steve wished and possibly more than
were needed for the queens
purposes. So the queen agreed
to reconsider this provision after four children had been
born.
When the last item had been negotiated, and
everything was mutually accepted, the queen sat back and stated, I
see no reason why this union should be delayed any
longer. I have arranged for
a clergyman to be here. Shall
I call him in to perform the wedding ceremony?
Clearing his throat, Steve told the queen, There is a law in this jurisdiction that requires that a license be obtained from the proper governmental authority. Once the license has been obtained, there is a three day waiting period before the couple can be married.
Ah, yes, the queen
replied.
Drucilla?
Drucilla rose from her place by the wall and brought a paper to the
queen who handed it to Steve.
Steve and Diana were astonished to find that it was an authentic marriage
license for him and Diana Prince, issued one week
earlier.
Steve glanced at Diana who shrugged her shoulders, indicating that
she had no knowledge of the marriage license.
He looked at the license
again. Diana Prince.
. . . ? Again he looked
at Wonder Woman.
Youre . . . .
Diana dropped her eyes and nodded her
head. Steve simply stared at
her, unbelieving.
Two ladies-in-waiting entered carrying civilian
clothes. At a nod from her mother, Wonder Woman quickly dressed
and pulled her hair back in a bun.
Steve stared in amazement as the dynamic Wonder Woman put on Diana
Princes ever-present glasses, completing the transformation from dynamic
superheroine to mousy secretary.
I have taken the
liberty of booking the bridal suite in this hotel for your use for the next
week, Dianas mother told Steve, if you are willing to accept
a wedding gift from your mother-in-law.
Thank you, Steve nodded graciously, still in awe of everything
that had happened this evening.
However, Steve added, there are two items of unfinished
business that I must resolve before our negotiations can be completed and
I can accept your generous offer.
He moved to Diana Prince and took her hands, gazing into her
eyes. He examined her
carefully. Is it possible
that you and Wonder Woman are the same
person? Diana Prince smiled
and squeezed his hand. Steve
eyes opened in amazement as her grip became
painful. Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh,
Yes! I guess it is, he
conceded and she relaxed her grip.
The, speaking in tones so hushed Diana could barely hear, he whispered,
I love you, Diana. Will
you be mine? He knelt
on one knee, still holding her hands.
Will you marry me?
Yes!
Dianas answer came out as a strangled squeak as tears of joy
gushed down her face and, forgetting the presence of her mother, immediately
Diana dropped to her knees and the two folded each other in their arms and
Steve pressed his weeping fiancé to
him. Finally, her tears stopped,
and Diana took a handkerchief from Steves breast pocket to dry her
eyes and wipe her glasses. The
two stood side by side, facing the
queen.
It would not be fair to my parents, Steve began, if
I were to get married without telling them and inviting them to be
present. May we postpone the wedding for a day so that I can notify
them and invite them to come?
I anticipated this
contingency, the queen said in an off-handed
fashion. Your parents
are in this hotel as guests of a - - - shall we say - - - foreign dignitary
who wishes to discuss certain business arrangements with your
father. I had lunch with them
this afternoon and they are charming
people. I will ask them to join
us and you can talk to them. Then
we will decide if you wish to postpone the
ceremony.
Chapter 6 The
wedding
After Steve had spoken to his parents and introduced them to Diana,
it was agreed that Steve and Diana would marry
immediately. Steves father
would walk Diana down the aisle and give her
away.. The queen personally
presented a tray of items to Diana.
It contained an ancient shawl
worn by one of Dianas ancestors, a pair of white gloves that still
had the price tag on them, and a blue
garter. Something old, something
new, something blue, something borrowed . . .
Dianas eyes rose to her
mothers. The queen took
the royal tiara from her head and placed it on
Diana. Some day, the
Queens Tiara will be yours.
But for today, you may borrow it.
The clergyman entered and performed the
ceremony. Afterwards, the proper
paperwork was signed, and the queen provided snacks and champagne for an
impromptu reception. Diana returned the borrowed tiara to her mother as the
champagne was poured.
After a period of toasting and celebrating, Queen Hippolyte handed
the key to the bridal suite to Steve and kissed
him. Then, she hugged her
daughter. Meeting her eyes,
the queen said in clear tones that everyone in the room could hear: I
hope you are very happy, Mrs. Trevor!
As everyone in the room enjoyed a good-natured chuckle, the queen
leaned close to her daughter and whispered, You still have two fertile
days left. Make the most of
them!
Mother! Diana exclaimed, blushing deeply. But both women laughed and hugged each other again. In the depths of the embrace, Diana whispered into her mothers ear, I wont waste a minute!
The queen passed her
daughters hand to Steve. And
she stood in her doorway watching the newlyweds walk down the hall to the
bridal suite at the extreme far end of the corridor, but on the same
floor. She watched as Steve unlocked the door, kissed his
bride, and swept her upwards into his arms to carry her across the threshold,
disappearing from the queens sight.
That was good!
The queen was pleased that he observed this custom, and he honored
his family. She reflected on what she had observed this
evening. 1. He
had come to her to ask for her permission to marry her
daughter. 2.
He had indicated he wouldn't marry before contacting his
family.
3. He had approached
Diana and asked her (on bended knee) to marry him, even though all of the
arrangements had been completed.
4. He had lifted her
over the threshold to avoid an ill-omened loss of balance as she entered
the honeymoon suite.
All this indicated that he was a man who observed tradition and he would teach his daughters (she hoped) to honor traditions and respect customs. Perhaps, even the traditions of the Amazons. And when his daughters reached an age of maturity, the queen had faith they would come to Paradise Island to be with their own people.
But there was time enough to think about
that. Right now, the queen
reflected, the only truly important activity was taking place in that room
down the hall!
Chapter 7
Steve and Diana, at
last!
Steve gently set his bride on her
feet. He pushed the door closed
behind her, then carefully removed the ancient shawl and reverently folded
it and lay it on a table. Diana
removed the new gloves, placing them beside the
shawl. Then, Steve gently removed
Diana Princes spectacles, and carefully withdrew the pins holding her
hair in the severe bun she always wore.
It was amazing how much her face softened without her glasses as her
glorious mane of hair tumbled over her
shoulders. Steve gently, but
firmly drew her into his arms.
Diana was amazed at what she felt being held in his arms,
her husbands arms. She
felt comfort, safety, fulfillment, but most of all peace being held and accepted
by the man she loved. They kissed
again. It was a
long, sweet, tender kiss, but still they were both a little short of breath
when it ended.
Steve took Dianas hand and they walked into the main living
area of the suite, observing another ice bucket with champagne prominently
displayed next to a gorgeous spray of
flowers.
Do you want more champagne? Steve
asked.
Diana shook her head.
Maybe . . .
She smiled. Maybe
. . . after . . .
. . . but right now, Diana whispered as Steves arm
encircled her. Ill
give you a choice. Who would
you like to make love with first?
Diana Prince or Wonder Woman?
Steve almost laughed!
Do you need to ask?
Diana shook her head and stepped away from her
husband. Turning her back, there was a flurry and almost as if
by magic Wonder Woman stood where Diana Prince had been a moment
before. She was still wearing
the blue wedding garter given her by her
mother. Steve and Diana
joined hands and moved to the bedroom.
I cant believe
it! Steve
whispered.
Neither can I! responded his
bride. Then they faced each
other.
But we really can! they both said together, and
then they laughed.
And I even have your mothers permission!
Steve said with awe in his voice.
Diana began loosening Steves
tie. Not only her permission,
but the royal decree! Diana responded, dropping the tie to the floor
and slipping Steves jacket off of his
arms. And I have the queens
command!
As Diana unbuttoned Steves shirt, he released the latch of her
Golden belt. The fastener to
her bustier released at the same time she slid his shirt off his
shoulders.
Am I dreaming? Diana sighed as Steve folded her into his
arms, pressing her bare breasts against his firm, muscular
chest. Only in a fantasy
or a dream would an Amazon Princess find herself married to the man of her
dreams, with a royal mandate to make love as much as
possible. This cant be
real!
Steves emotions soared feeling her perfect breasts rasping against
the hair on chest, her silky smooth skin, her absolutely flat abdomen and
broad hips pressing into his.
Steve kissed Dianas
forehead. I promise
not to wake you up from your dream if you promise note to wake me from
mine!
Diana looked into her husbands
eyes. I
promise! And she unbuckled
his belt. Steve sat Diana on
the bed where he lovingly and with many accompanying kisses, removed the
blue garter. They both removed
their footwear, then, as if by mutual agreement, they moved to opposite sides
of the bed and slid under the sheets.
Their remaining clothing had been discarded as two naked bodies met
in the middle of the bed, skin to skin, belly to belly, lip to
lip.
Breathing hard, Diana rolled onto her back, drawing Steve on top of
her. She wrapped her legs
around her husband and whispered, As a royal princess, on my wedding
night, I am required to say to my husband, I offer my
honor!
Acknowledging the protocol, Steve whispered back, And I honor
your offer! as he positioned himself to enter the holiest of shrines,
to lay claim of her sacred temple.
Others may have taken her, and she may have even given herself to
her master, but never before had she freely given herself to a man in an
act of absolute love. He could feel her wetness, her total acceptance of him,
her bodys preparation to receive
him. There was no resistance,
no reservations either physically or mentally.
Her body arched upward to meet him, to invite him, to welcome him,
Diana gave a slight intake of breath as she felt him begin to spread
her nether lips, The queen commands . . . she
whispered.
. . . and I must obey! Steve finished as he lovingly and
gently entered her receptive body for their first time as husband and
wife. Both gasped and clung
to each other.
How appropriate the term make love
is. It truly fits what they
experienced that night.
And to be sure, it was honor and offer and
offer and honor for the rest of the
night!
They had the champagne for breakfast.
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*
Epilog. a little
later.
Dear Mother,
The Doctor thinks Im going to have
twins! Can you imagine
that! Im
thrilled! I called Steve at
his office and he is so happy, too.
Hes taking the rest of the day off and is coming home to take
me out to dinner! He hopes that
well have both a boy and a girl!
Hes funny when he talks about our baby. Er . .
.
babies. He wants
a little girl to sit in his lap and wear pink and frills and look up at him
with her large inquiring eyes as he explains things to
her. But he also wants a boy to carry on the family
name. I dont really
understand that, but its important to
Steve.
Hes a wonderful husband! Thank you for letting me marry him. He truly appreciates me, and is always respectful to me. He has always shown me love and that love seemed to double when we learned that we were pregnant. He almost wanted to treat me like an invalid until I reminded him that women have been having babies for thousands of years and I was still the same woman. Then I had to prove it to him . . . (in bed, of course)! (But I found out later that he secretly called the doctor to find out what he could do without injuring me or the babies.)
We have had arguments, and one argument almost became a real
fight. (I hesitate to admit
it, but you have always demanded total
honesty.) But to give him credit,
he has never lifted a hand to strike
me. And even in his anger he has never treated me
disrespectfully. (Steve made
a rule that every quarrel must be resolved before we go to
bed. Sometimes that has
resulted in staying up pretty late!)
And making up when its all over is so much fun!
I was pregnant when we returned from our
honeymoon. Im so happy
that Steve wouldnt let our sex-life end when we found out I was pregnant.
You know, mother, sex can be enjoyable even if youre not trying to
have a baby. And it makes us
feel so much closer to each other.
And it has taken on a new dimension ever since we found out I was
expecting: we have truly become more
intimate. (Thank you for releasing
me from the law against intimacy with a
man!) Being Steves wife
and the relationship we share has truly expanded my understanding of life
and people. (The queen broke
into a satisfied smiled at this.)
(Lest you start worrying, just last night Steve acknowledged my
responsibilities as heir apparent to the throne of Paradise
Island. He is willing to let me assume my duties as Queen if required,
but he also insists on visitation rights as he calls it, either
there or here or somewhere in
between. And he also insists
on participating in the raising of our children if we are
separated.)
And he hopes that you remain alive and healthy for a looooooonnnnng
time!
I hear Steves car in the driveway, so I must close
now. More
later!
Love,
Your little girl
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