Hunter of the Amazon
By Lord Griffin (lordgriff0n55@gmail.com)
Chapter 22
Still naked, and now with the offensive travel lock on her genitals, Diana looked at the time. Hera! She was going to be late for work! Diana was already in trouble for her allegations against Actaeonand the videos, she did not need the job, but it was her cover. Her bare feet thumped the stairs heading for Actaeon'sbedroom, her bare breasts swaying with gravity as she moved. She passed Brad in the hall; Shayera was on her knees, wings folded neatly behind her as she knelt her bare ass on her heels giving Brad a deep throat blowjob. Shayera's cheeks were convex as she sucked on the boy's erection passionately. Diana smoldered seeing her teammate and fellow woman being so used, but hurried into the bedroom.
The richly furnished room was disheveled; the bed with the red silk sheets where Actaeon had raped her was still unmade. She looked around for something to wear. The only thing she saw in the room was her Wonder Woman uniform, locked behind the thick glass of the trophy case above the bed beyond her reach. Desperate, she tried to spin hoping her civilian clothes would appear on her, but nothing happened, without her uniform, her powers were gone. She looked around the room for something to wear. All that was there was men's clothing.
"Looking for something?"
She heard Actaeon's voice to see him standing in the bathroom doorway wearing a pair of slacks and a purple shirt with the neck still open. "I need clothing to get to my job…and give me my uniform back in case I need it.
Actaeon smiled "Not until you clean the room."
Diana's face turned red "first you rape me now I am to be your maid?'
Actaeon shrugged, admiring the pout of her bare breast "if you want to go to work." He turned to go back into the bathroom. Diana looked around; she hated the feeling of helplessness. After a moment she went to the bed and bent over at the waist tugging the sheet's straight, disgusted with herself as she gazed at the wet spot that had come from his love making of her, but she fluffed the Pillows and began smoothing the spread making the bed like a maid.
Actaeon reemerged, sitting to put on a pair of highly polished black shoes admiring the view as the amazon's ass was presented quite bare, her locked pussy treasure nestled between her legs. "You are MY slave now, my property Diana which means there are rules.
Diana stood up suddenly "Wonder Woman is NO person's property!"
Actaeon gave her a cold look crossing the room to suddenly slap her with an open hand across the face, leaving his red handprint on her cheek and making her head jerk to the side. "Do you wish me to PROVE it?" he said a steely edge on his voice."
Unsure of herself and holding her stinging cheek, she remembered the torture devices in Algeria, the restraining order, everything, clenching her hands she said tersely "No…"
"Then say it…"
Diana smoldered but standing there naked as the day she was born she finally said, "Wonder Woman is your slave…your property"
Actaeon chuckled relaxing now "Well the delivery leaves a lot to be desired but that will change soon enough, keep cleaning, that's the first thing, when you're not working I want you to help keep the mansion for me. You will cook, clean, wash, you will be my dutiful wife."
Diana was working up a full head of steam. The bed made, she moved to pick up his dirty shorts and his shirt off the floor and place them in the clothes hamper.
The rich British hunter leaned back to watch his captive Amazon maid, the sight of her bare body uncovered before him never failed to arouse his lust. "When you're done at work you will immediately return here and remove every stitch of clothing. You will not even wear a sock."
Diana glared "You're a hell of a pervert you know that?" as she finished putting the room right and moved to stand open before her supposed master, he had full control of her for the moment and she saw no reason to try and cover what he continued to take at his whim.
Actaeon shrugged "I am male." He smiled "now listen to this VERY closely Diana, because this is probably the MOST important rule. YOU are now a slave, just like Sheena… you would do well to REMEMBER that, but being a slave does not mean you lay there like a dead fish while I have my pleasure. Your whole purpose in life, until you bear my child, is my pleasure. If I get bored or unaroused…*I* will get creative and" he smiled smugly "amuse myself."
Wonder Woman stood dumbfounded "Do you really expect me to actively try to seduce and arouse you to TAKE me against my will?"
Actaeon shrugged "your choice, but not just me, ANY of my guests, I assure you I would be equally appreciative if you just let me get…creative" he smiled. "Your being put in your PLACE Diana…I am being kind in allowing you to avoid some of my more, intense fantasies with you.
Wonder Woman crossed her arms over her ample breasts "Ok, I have cleaned your room, let me have my uniform…"
"You do not give orders here slave…"
Wonder Woman glared "Fine….MAY I have my uniform BACK"
What happened next happened so fast it even surprised Wonder Woman, Actaeon's gentlemanly demeanor changed completely, he was out of his chair with a cat like reflex, and she felt his hand take a huge handful of her silken black mane as he pulled her head back hard enough to almost rip her hair out by the roots. Diana found herself bowed backwards looking at the ornately carved celling, her scalp on fire as her hands went to Actaeon's muscular hand that was tangled in her hair. Actaeon's other hand came up between her shapely thighs to roughly grab her crotch from behind "I have had about ENOUGH of you" he clenched his fist on the hand full of her pussy he had, causing her to go up on her tiptoes "Get out the cage this bitch is not going ANYWHERE." He said his voice perfectly calm.
Even though Diana was an Amazon trained in hand-to-hand fighting, Actaeon had surprised her, had leverage and seemed highly trained himself as he shoved her toward the door toward the stairs "W…Wait…what? I didn't refuse...what did I…" Diana found her cheek introduced to the cool natural wood paneling while Actaeon's large hand groped her wet nether lips.
Actaeon's honeyed voice and soft sweet breath was at her ear "You think this is a game? " He twisted his hand in her silken black tresses causing her face to wince in pain "I will use you how I want when I want and you can stay in a cage for my amusement. You have ONE more chance then my patients are out."
Diana gasped, it felt like he was ripping her scalp off, but he was calm, calculating, if he was angry, he did not show it as his cruel smile entered into her vision. "M….may I ...have my uniform…back….p...please...master?"
Slowly, Diana felt his grip on her hair relax and his large firm warm hand release her groin, caressing gently up her bare side to cup her breast. He leaned over and placed a kiss directly on her nipple. His hand gently smoothed her hair and smiling he softly said "No." releasing her and turning his back on her without a glance to walk back over to his high backed leather chair, rocking back with his feet up on his writing desk.
The adrenaline flowing, weather from anger or from fear, or something else Diana found she could not stop trembling, her voice trembling "B….." she remembered, "Master...you said I could get dressed and go to work."
Actaeon put his hands behind his head "I said you can go to work, your costume, is my property, as property does not OWN property. When you EARN the privilege, I will let YOU decide when you can be Wonder Woman again. And another thing, I do not like a parrot, you will find other ways to show respect then just saying Master."
Much more meekly, Diana walked back toward the dominant male, she had underestimated him she would not do so again, shewould have to play the game. She moved up and knelt beside his chair. "What will I wear? Sir?"
Actaeon did not look sold but he leaned back "First the proper position….spread your knees, wider….wider."
Diana blushes her knees spread so let nothing to the imagination "Now…place the back of your hands on your knees. Sit up straight…roll your shoulders back…yes chest out…now eyes down. Good THAT is your at-rest position…now….I will tell you, if you are not sure what to be doing, your mouth should be on my feet, or on my cock or balls…that will keep you out of trouble 99% of the time. Now…let's get you dressed…stand up."
Diana felt despondent, but she could NOT let him get her down, she would find an opening, she would save herself AND Shayera. She approached the young man and he picked up a garter belt, wrapping it around her waist and hooking it just below her navel.
"Um…Sir…I have never…."
"You do now" he smiled fetching two extremely sheer nylon stockings. He forced Diana to lift first one leg then the other as he slid the silk up her shapely legs, taking his liberties to explore her body. As he fastened, the silk to the garter Diana said, "Um…My lord, the panties go on BEFORE the garter belt."
Actaeon smiled "good effort with my lord, I will reward you for that one, as for the panties, you don't say?" he smiled taking a plain dark blue business skirt and beginning to wrap it around her waist.
Diana blushed "I am going to the office without panties…master?"
Actaeon smiled and took out a blouse "and with no bra" he smiled buttoning the frill cuffs about her wrists and butting up her front, smiling at how her nipples and nipple rings pushed out against the soft blouse "I suggest you keep your business top on" he said helping her with her suit coat. To finish off her ensemble, he tied a purple ascot about her throat and high heel shoes. "And from now on I expect you to lay out MY clothes and dress me. Now down stairs. I will drive you to work; I need to see your boss, Mr. Fox anyways.
Actaeon finished dressing while Wonder Woman stood awaiting him. The handsome dark haired Brit finished tucking in his wine colored shirt with French cuffs, a pair of "WW" gold cufflinks the suit itself was a light blue with a vest and a single-breasted suit coat, a deep blue striped tie, a pair of highly polished brown oxfords finished his ensemble. Before leaving for the office, He made Diana stand as he fastened a satin black choker around her neck.
Taking her under her arm Actaeon walked Diana out to his limo, walking quickly she felt the draft under her skirt against her soft genitals, and the wish of the fabric against her ass and her sex. As he walked her, Diana could feel the difference, before he had treated her as an unwilling woman, now it was more like property, more like it was expected, She would never have obeyed him except for the fact that he and the damned Chinese officials had her home targeted, it was not just her life at stake.
Once in the car Actaeon forced her to her knees on the floor in front of him. As she felt the chauffer start the engine and the car drive, Diana looked up to see a cold challenging glare from her supposed owner. Diana looked confused a moment then looked down at the man's spread knees. Diana's emotions warred within her, she felt dirty, and angry at the same time, in the end she got the message, reaching up she took hold of Actaeon's waistband with one hand sliding down his zipper. It felt odd to her to reach within and feel his firm organ and worming her fingers between the fabricto pull out the man's thick turgid uncircumcised cock. Remembering the man's warning and resigned, just as Shayera was doing in the mansion, Diana lowered her head and slipped her lips around the man's cock. She felt rather then saw Actaeon relax as she remembered how he tasted from Algeria, the light salty taste of his flesh as she used her tongue to gently stroke back the foreskin and pressed her lips around the base of his cock beginning to suckle like a nursing filly.
Her world shrunk to the sight of fabric in front of her, the feel of his hands on the back of her head as he pressed her gently down into his crotch, the feel of the metal zipper lugs as her nose entered his breeches. Wanting to get this done BEFORE she arrived she used the flat of her tongue to press his tip up against her soft pallet, and rand it along the underside of the cock lapping again and again as he forced her to deep throat him. She was conscious of traffic as they drove over the roadways, stoplights; she knew that Actaeon would have no problem opening the door outside the office while she still had his cock in her mouth.
Actaeon felt larger in her mouth as his head poked to the back of her throat. She could feel his breathing grow measured and his abdomen tighten as she increased her suction, at least after the first taste it was no different from sucking on her own finger, except for the urging of his hands on the back of her head. They had to be near the office, but she felt he was near as well.
Diana felt the car pull over, and stop, the window opening. She tried to pull back, but he held her there a moment, before his hands left her head and she heard "Can I help you officer?"
Her head shot up and she was looking right up into the face of a police officer.
The young faced helmeted officer looked surprised and looked right at her, his hand on the butt of his gun "Is everything alright here?"
Actaeonanswered for her "Well I am not sure, what do you think Diana? Is everything ok here?" he leaned back his firm erection hanging out as both he and the police officer looked at her.
"Y…yes" she said blushing furiously, she wanted so badly to twist Actaeon'sballs off "Yes officer, I...I'm sorry everything is fine. I was just….um…"
The cop smirked "I THINK I get the picture ma'am"
Actaeonlooked down "Who told you to stop?"
Diana was mortified as she looked back down at the young man's groin, and then had to grasp it by its base and guide it back into her mouth while the officer watched. Above her, she heard Actaeon.
"Don't mind her officer; she just wants ATTENTION….was something wrong?"
"Yes sir, your plates are expired, I will have to write you a citation.
Actaeonnodded as he enjoyed the warm feeling of his cock in Wonder Woman's mouth "Of course officer…here is my license…I will get that fixed."
Diana heard the officer walk away while she continued to service Actaeon, moving her head up and down his firm length. Blushing furiously she continued until the cop returned "here is your citation sir, and your license, I am sorry I had to do that but if you call the court, Mr. Actaeon, I am sure you can pay your fine.
"Thank you officer" he chuckled and Diana felt relieved as they pulled away. Diana KNEW she had to finish this BEFORE they reached her job, Actaeon would have no problem opening the door, and letting everyone see exactly what he was making her do. She could feel his climax was close.
Reaching up with her hand she gently caressed his balls thru his breeches, and was rewarded with a deep relaxing breath as the organ in her mouth began to pulse, the slippery salty bitter fluid beginning to fill her mouth, his fingers stiffening on her head as he held her face into his groin. She swallowed three, perhaps 4 times before he was done.
She felt him release her head and she sat back.
"Put it away when you're done with it" he smiled.
Her face burned with a blush as she fumbled with his organ, gently trying to tuck it back into his shorts and zip him up. Once done she moved herself to sit beside Actaeon, and was relieved when he did not say anything. She sat down just in time to see them pull up to the Headquarters of the NSA.
"You had BETTER get used to that Diana; you are going to have my son. The sooner you conceive and give birth the sooner your life can be more…like it was…but for now, I expect you to be obedient, compliant, and enthusiastic. He grasp her chin "Understand?
A little more frosty then she wanted; she replied, "Yes...maste…"
She was interrupted by the door to the limo opening, and Mr. Fox was standing there "Diana, WHAT in God's name are you doing in the BACK of the car of the man with a RESTRAINING order against you!"
Actaeon stepped out of the car, as he passed her he whispered, "Wipe your mouth off my dear." Then he smiled and shook Mr. Fox's hand "Don't blame her Mr. Fox. She and I have reached…an agreement, one that I have agreed to drop my suit against the NAS, for sic'ing her on me in the first place."
Fox frowned "Let's talk about this in my office."
Diana had to walk behind the two men as they ascended the stairway, to the office, she could not quite hear the men but heard something about Madison Square gardens, the president, and the auction.
Once in the office the two men took their seats and Diana moved to sit when Mr. Fox looked up "You stand right there" he pointed to the side. "Mr. Actaeon what is this about an agreement?"
Actaeon leaned back "Mr. Fox, as you saw in Algeria, Diana and I have…feelings for each other. She has admitted to being a bit…greedy, in charging me with rape, seeking my money, but call me a romantic; I still have feelings for her. She has agreed to stay with me and help me...work things out. In exchange for this, I will drop all charges against the NSA; of course that's why I brought her so you can attest to this should she try it again.
"Is this true Diana?" he asked.
Caught in the headlights, Diana could only nod "Y…yes sir…"
Fox shook his head "I cannot have an agent with this incident and a security clearance."
Actaeon leaned forward "Mr. Fox, please it was a mistake I do not want to see her thrown out in the street."
Fox considered "You can remain as a secretary if you wish Diana….maybe AFTER I leave this office you will earn your clearance back. That's my best offer."
Before he could answer, Actaeon responded, "I am sure that will be fine. Now…unfortunately Wonder Woman put a dent in our auction plans for Madison Square Gardens. However, we do have the president under control.
Fox held up his hand "Diana, you do not need to be here for this. Report to Daniel…."
More frustrated than ever, Diana was forced to leave, making a beeline for Daniel's desk.
Daniel looked up; he could see his friend was upset, near tear, frustrated trembling "Diana? What…what is it?"
Diana threw herself into his arms, placing her eyes against his shoulder "Daniel…It's Actaeon' she whispered "he's behind it…he got me demoted to secretary, and I think Director Fox is in on it…"