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Hunter of the Amazon
Chapter 26
It was Friday evening and Wonder Woman, as Diana Prince, waited outside of NSA Head Quarters waiting for the bus as she headed toward Actaeon's Washington D.C. Mansion. The day was cold and she had a horrid draft up her skirt. Actaeon enjoyed dressing her each morning, preferring a more formal business suit, however when she slipped from between the sheets each morning, he made sure she wore no bra, and that her shirt was thin, if she took off her business coat, anyone at the NSA would be able to see her nipple rings thru her shirt. During the summer, it made it oppressively hot, as she could not risk taking off her jacket in the heat. Everyone would see she sported nipple rings. Conversely, now that it was fall she felt a chill. Davies always selected an above the knee skirt with high heels, but did not allow her any panties or nylons and she felt the cool air up her skit on her bare ass and sex.
She had to constantly remind herself to keep her legs closed. Last week in the cafeteria she had not realized she was sitting with her legs open, and she had treated one of the agents to a shot right up her skirt. Diana considered herself fortunate the agent did not report it; instead, she had to agree to meet the young man in storage rooms where he groped her, finding the lock Actaeon had put on her pussy. For a change, she was able to tell the truth that it was a "bondage and domination" fantasy with her "boyfriend" but for his silence, she was now required to sneak around with the young man whenever he wanted a blowjob. The worst part was, Diana was getting used to the taste, it wasn't so bad, slightly salty, with the consistency of a raw egg, and a lightly tinny taste and was beginning to be able to tell the men apart by the taste of their cocks and there individual ejaculate. She knew this was part of Actaeon's plan, perhaps even the Stockholm or battered spouse syndrome but how could she help it? With his rhetoric she had even begun to question why she had resisted this for so long, after all back at home it was quite normal to orally pleasure a sister and be pleasured in return.
As she stepped onto the bus and her thoughts paused. This was another reminder of Actaeon's control over her. As a minor clerk in Daniel's office, she had no car, and with none of her powers, she had to catch the bus or subway like anyone else. After excusing herself to the back of the bus, seeing the people staring at her body, her thoughts resumed. Not a day went by that there was not a dick in her mouth at some point. The only bright spot, if you could call it that, was that she was getting a lot of practice in using her mouth to pleasure men, her lips and tongue were much stronger, where before her jaw would ach after an hour of suckling Actaeon's prick, now she could go several hours when he wished it, something Actaeon appreciated.
As the bus traveled past the Washington Monument, and up the Potomac, Diana continue to brood, knowing what was waiting for her. The weekends were the worst. She would be required to spend the entire time as Actaeon's dutiful naked slut, servant wife. As much as she hated to admit it the sex was not just good, it was great. Actaeon had made his life raping and also pleasuring, women. With or without their consent. Her blood boiled at the thought of the number of exploited women and he had never once been caught or made to pay for objectifying, even murdering women. The orgasms Actaeon gave her were crossing her eyes and pointing her toes. The bastard was also a master at psychology, helped, undoubtedly, by Jessica Gannett. That woman betrayed her sisters on a daily basis. Diana also hated herself, as she felt herself desiring to show appreciation for the mind-blowing climaxes Actaeon was giving her. She had noticed she had begun thinking fondly of the climaxes and completely forgetting her first love, Steve Trevor.
The bus bumped to a stop at the entrance to the gated community that housed some of America's most powerful people, including Actaeon's Mansion, which was the crown jewel of the community. Wonder Woman walked briskly down the sidewalk to the gate, a cool autumn wind blowing the dead leaves across the bare skin of her open toed high heels. She walked up the steps past the two stately sugar maples and into the lavish Foyer, greeted by the body of Sheena's poached lioness mother, standing in the center and Jim, the estate manager. A kindly muscular young man with sandy brown hair. He smiled at her "Good afternoon Diana"
Diana plastered a convincing smile on her lips as her hands went to her suit coat and began undoing the buttons on her jacket. Jim was over all nice, a handsome young man whom she had never met before coming to Actaeon's house, was probably in his younger 20's with bright red hair. Today he wore a simple grey wool suit, she could see his pistol on his hip under the coat. In addition to being the Estate Manager, Jim enjoyed mixed martial arts, making him an ideal guard for Actaeon as well.
Jim leaned against the wall, arms crossed, he never missed greeting Wonder Woman when she returned home; she had the most beautiful body. "Welcome home Diana, or do you prefer Wonder Woman today?"
She kept her convening smile as she folded her jacket over the back of a chair and quickly unbuttoned her blouse pulling it out from her skirt. She turned sideways to give the manager a silhouette as her firm white breast was bared, using her fingers to flip the silver nipple ring down "You know my Identity anyways Jim, Why not just call me Wonder Woman?" A perverse feeling of control went thru her when she noticed Jim's breeched tenting even more "Here to get your blowjob"? She cocked her head sliding the white blouse off her shoulder, her raven black hair falling down her back and her warm full breasts sliding free as she used her finger tips to gently pull the nipple rings.
Just Like when Actaeon had captured her before, she was required to allow anyone in the household to sexually use her any way they wanted except for her cunt.
Jim smiled, the amazon was stunning, most other woman after you see them four or five times with their clothes off, the arousal wore off, but this one every time he saw her, his lust rose "You have been getting so much better at giving them Wonder Woman…"
Diana tugged off and stepped out of her shoes and skirt leaving her naked except for the nipple and labial rings and the lock as she slid her hands along her side and then up under her breasts to lift them. She then turned to walk easily to the manager, it did feel good to free her breasts and massage them even if it looked like she were presenting them in her hands to the young man. Fixing him in a gaze from under her eyebrows, her hands on her breast the princess walked bare naked with the grace of a cat to the young man; standing before him, she let her hands drop to her sides. She considered Jim a decent man, he had never hurt her, he admired her beauty, and he did not force her to perform for him. It was only her word and Actaeon's threat to behave AS his slave that made her perform for him. She could hardly fault the young man for his lust.
Jim smirked at the gorgeous tamed amazon and reached out his hand to caress her flanks. They were smooth and warm, and he loved having an uninterrupted view of the female flesh.
Diana shuddered at the touch, her pussy beginning to get moist and drool down her own thighs she lifted her arms around his neck and pressed her soft red lips to his, running her hands down his silken hair to pull him close.
He deepened the kiss pressing his tongue into his mouth as her weight shifted. She cocked one knee. As he expected she willingly took his tongue into her mouth suckling on it hungrily, allowing his tongue to retreat into his mouth and emerge wet with his saliva again for her to suckle it off again and swallow.
Jim's hand moved from her outer thigh to her inner thigh, his warm finger teasing along the lips of her labia, sealed closed by Acton's lock, but still teasing her clit as he openly gently fondled it. As she broke the kiss she gazed into his eyes and said "I got caught without my panties at work, the agent who caught me is willing to hold his tongue if I use mine, he's been showing me how to deep throat, would you like to see?"
Jim's eyebrows raised as he brought his wet index finger up before her, glistening with her thick juices. "Hmm practicing hum? Wonder Woman, your leaking down your legs again, much longer you're going to be standing in a puddle."
Diana smiled and stood on her tiptoes taking his wet finger into her mouth, she used her tongue against the fingertip suckling on it…nursing it. She felt the burning sensation of a full body blush. That was humiliating and Actaeon had done that to her before, used her arousal until she was standing in a puddle of her own juices on the hard wood floor and then forcing her to "clean up her mess."
The feminine part of Diana rejoiced when the young man groaned and took her into his arms firmly burying his face in her warm pouting breasts and suckling on a nipple firmly licking with the flat of his tongue against her nipple. "Is that a gun in your pants or are you just happy to see me?" she chuckled tousling his hair.
Jim chuckle sliding his tongue obscenely over the other nipple "You taste wonderful"
Diana laughed, "Well let me go so I can taste you"
Jim released her with a smile, and she felt the cool air on her now wet nipples. Diana fixed a gaze on his eyes and with her hands at her side, she began to slide to her knees, going down on her left knee before moving her right knee to join it. Never breaking her smiling gaze, her hand slid up to Jim's breeches, her fingers feeling the grey wool breeches as they curled around the warm firm shaft inside, making him moan "Hmmm the last time I felt something this big was on Hercules." She moved her hand to grip the zipper and unzip him for the act.
Jim unabashedly gazed down at the naked smiling heroine, he had no idea what they had done to her, but if she was willing to strip and give him a blow job there was no way he was going to refuse that but he felt patronized at her comment, lashing out to suddenly grab her wrists.
Diana blinked… Jim's smile was gone replaced with a mixture of disappointment and annoyance "Don't just tell me something to flatter me Diana" he said gently "Please…I am not forcing you."
Diana's admiration for the young man grew kneeling before him in his grasp she replied, "Jim, I am not telling you that. I know Hercules was, to you, a great figure, but he was a man…and you compare well."
The Jim's smile returned and he released her "R...really?"
Diana smiled when he released her and resumed pulling his zipper the rest of the way down "Yes really"
She reached into the open breeches as she saw Brad pause with Shayera on a pussy leash before proceeding upstairs. Diana had gotten really good at the white men's briefs and her fingers opened his shorts working Jim's body as she pulled out his thick cock. She smiled as she knew his scent well…musky, warm, he was thick and quite hard, his uncircumcised purple head just visible within the foreskin. She began sliding her hand warmly up and down the length openly masturbating him.
"Jim" she chided, feeing the man's warm sweaty flesh slip thru her fingers "your much too tense let me help you with this. Diana had to blush, internally ashamed of herself as she admired him. He has a nice length and thickness. Actaeon wanted her to maintain her amazon physique so she often worked out with Jim in Actaeon's private gym, to help him train for the cage fights. She knew Jim had a nice sized scrotum from undressing and tea bagging him after their work out before their showers.
Jim's cock throbbed in her fingers and she felt his hand on the top of her head "will you shut up and tell me what you learned? Bitch?"
Diana smirked, at least Jim was relatively innocent and it beat servicing Actaeon or one of the senators.
Jim watched Wonder Woman lean up on her knees and press her face to his crotch. Opening her mouth, Diana pushed her mouth over his cock into her warm mouth, using her lips on the glans as the agent at NSA had made her practice, to push his foreskin back and then opening her throat. It had taken her over a week of practice with the agent and a dildoe to learn to suppress her gag reflex. Where normally she would have stopped with her nose at Jim's pubic bone, she was able to let his firm head slip down the back of her throat until her whole face was buried in his stomach, if he had not had pants on his balls would be touching her throat.
Above her Jim groaned, he had had blowjobs before, from Shayera, and other women, but this was the first time a woman took him down her throat.
Moving her hands around to squeeze Jim's firm ass Diana pulled her face in more snugly. Above her unable to hold back, she felt his hands grip either side of her head and begin throat fucking her. His well-toned thighs pulled back and she concentrated on leaving her throat open as he thrust firmly back down her throat. He panted as she took the taste of his cock, suckling firmly her lips pressed around his cock.
The Foyer was mostly silent except for the tick of the clock and the soft "gulk gulk gulk" coming from the woman's throat with each thrust of the powerful athlete. Diana was well conditioned, with the cock down her throat she could not breath but she could hold her breath for over 5 min, while swimming, here she only had to relax and let the young stud rutting her face perform, plus she had practiced snatching part of a breath each time he pulled back in her mouth.
Jim had lost all thought; all that mattered at the moment was the tight slippery warm flesh around his cock, crouching and holding her firmly yet gently he thrust like a pile driver down her throat, panting heavily as with each thrust he let out a distant GUH! GUH! GUH! All thought of his partner gone as her tongue slipped under his cock. She felt his grip changed to grip her black hair at the scalp as he contented to rut. With a final thrust, he pulled her face firm against his belly and began to pulse thick ropes of his seed directly into her stomach.
Diana felt him stiffen and held her breath, pulling herself in closer, he felt the entire length of his urethra pulsing his thickened seed down her throat, but his head was past her epiglottis and it was an odd sensation swallowing the warm fluid directly down her esophagus.
Above her Jim groaned "Oh GOD" and panted sagging against the wall as he continued to shoot four or five pulses directly down the amazon's throat. Relaxing back, it was a tremendous mind blowing orgasm, but he held Diana right in place… making sure his balls were empty. Diana waited patiently, the man's cock in her throat feeling it soften. When Jim finally released his grip…she sat back on her bare ass, but suckled firmly on Jim's meat pulling her tongue and lips along the man's slick flesh until she got to the tip of his cock she gave a slight slurp. She then kissed it gently on either side and began to put it back in his pants, while Jim panted and leaned back he stammered "D...Diana...I...I'm sorry I couldn't Help…"
Diana slowly stood and kissed him on the cheek and put a finger to his lips "Shhh I know"
"God thank you Diana that was incredible, how did Actaeon ever get you, a super heroine to DO this?"
Diana now looked down at the top of Jim's shoes, she wished he had not asked that "Actaeon captured me Jim, I am a sex slave…he wants to humiliate me by forcing me to have his children and he has used my magic lasso on me, I don't have any CHOICE but to degrade and humiliate myself for the pleasure of men.
Jim made no move to put himself away as he let the smiling Diana snuggle his cock back into his breeches and zipped him up. "Damn," he breathed "that man really IS incredible." He took a deep breath and brushed his hair back Thanks Wonder Woman, I feel a LOT better, you're really getting good at this, and I am sure you will be a mother soon, if the boss has any say in it.
She really had no choice, she took her palm and gently groped his crotch and winked turning to show him her bare ass. "As you well know, anytime Jim….See you in the gym for practice later tonight?"
Jim smiled "Sure Diana, and thanks, I know I will make it to the Olympics…" As she turned to go upstairs, Jim gave her a sharp slap on her bare ass and turned to return to his duties.
As she ascended the stairs, Diana could feel the wool runner under her bare feet, only serving to remind her she was still stark naked and sharpen her warring emotions and shame. If Hera could see her, the goddess would abandon her the same way she always had the Amazons who could not resist man's commands. She could feel every air current against her smooth skin as she swallowed, still feeling Jim's semen sitting in her stomach, the smooth waxed maple bannister under her hand. She had not had anything to eat all day and it helped to satisfy her hunger.
At the top of the stairs, Shayera waited outside the door to Actaeon's trophy room. The flame haired once proud Thangarian was as naked as Diana and stood eyes down, wings folded behind her collared with a chain leash attached to a hook on the wall beside a doorway. So far, Bard had made good on his boast she would never, in her lifetime, wear another stitch of clothing.
Diana stopped and called out softly "Shayera?"
Hearing her name, Hawkwoman looked up and her eyes broke into a smile, "Diana!" she opened her arms and took 3 steps toward Diana before being caught up short by the leash, the collar around her throat yanking her back.
Seeing her friend pleased her, but seeing her standing there, unable to close the distance because of an animal leash waiting, repulsed her "Shayera, the leash is only looped on a hook, just take it off, and come her.
Hawkwoman looked down, and bit her lower lip, talking like a little girl "But…Brad leashed me here…Diana I can't" and tears began to glisten in her eyes.
"Oh Shhh shhh shhhh" Diana's heart ached and she crossed the distance to embrace the other woman.
Shayera slid into the embrace with her sister slave, her warm soft wings folding around Diana as their breasts touched. Diana could feel the other woman's nipple rings as Shayera leaned up, her hand suddenly going to the back of Diana's neck and pressed a steamy hungry kiss on Diana's mouth. Diana was a little surprised by the passion in the kiss as the winged woman pressed her tongue hungrily into Diana's mouth and cocked her leg so she could press her smooth sex to Diana's and grind their stomachs together.
Diana was used to lesbian sex, though she had never known Shayera to ever be interested in other women, and while Diana's sex still sported the Labial rings and lock that Actaeon had placed on her, Shayera's sex was bald and bare. Diana could not help but press her body back to hawkwoman's She had always been curious about the woman's wings and this was an opportunity to slide her arms under Shayera's arms and around her back to grip the wings at their base, feeling the firm bone spar covered in the silken soft feathers.
The two women stood naked in the hallway, one leashed kissing. The winged woman grinding her crotch against Dian's crotch and suckling hungrily at each other's lips, their nipples pressed together. Diana' felt the wing spars move and the downy feathers enclosed her back and moved up and down her bare skin causing Diana to moan
Shayera's eyes alighted with a naughty look. When Diana felt herself drawn even close a bulge pressed against her belly, causing Diana to break the kiss and step back in shock.
Shayera smiled bright for a moment "You have the taste of Jim on your lips..." Hawkwoman paused seeing the look on her friend's face "Diana?"
Diana swallowed "Shayera…your stomach…"
The naked bird woman took a step back and looked down, placing a hand on her abdomen and gently stroking it "oh yes!" she smiled "Diana it's wonderful! I'm going to have Brad's child!"
This was a huge blow to Diana, so far they had been raped, and no one used contraceptives, they were trying for this...but it had not happened. Shayera now was pregnant by her rapist, a young teenager who only cared for her as an object. "But…Shayera…what about John?"
The red head looked confused "What about the nigger? Diana PLEASE don't do this...be happy for me. Just THINK Diana, I don't have to restrict my cunt to Just Brad any more, Brad has told me I am to indulge with ANYONE who wants to!"
Wonder Woman's emotions warred wither. Her eyes saw a woman, who had been brainwashed made to be excited to have her rapist's child and now left to entertain the wolves any way the wolves wanted and that woman was now looking at her with pleading eyes not to reject her. "T…That's wonderful Shayera" She smiled and tried to take both of the woman's hands but Shayera guided Wonder Woman's hands to her bare belly and pressed them to the warm bulge.
Diana felt briefly and pulled her hand suddenly away "I…I should go in, Actaeon will be waiting for me"
The red haired woman stood naked as if it were the most natural thing in the world placing a hand on her hip and stepping next to the door "Oh right, they want to make sure you're properly trained for service and the Halloween party."
"Halloween party?" she asked, but Shayera only smiled at her. Diana swallowed hard and stepped in the doorway.
Once inside, Wonder Woman could hear four distinct voices, Actaeon, Brad, an oriental voice, and a voice that made her shudder. The fourth voice was unmistakably Police Chief Weaver. Wonder Woman had been in his office many times, she had thought him to be an honest cop. Wonder Woman paused outside the door to listen.
Voice #1. "So how long are you going to hold all these women before you sell them?"
Actaeon: "Mr. Ping, this is not a problem. With the technology we have received with the help of president Perino, Mr. Fox and Wonder Woman we have them in stasis, they are not even aging or knowing time is passing
Voice #1.: "Are you sure you have that bitch under control she really FUCKED up the last auction. And please do NOT mention the name of our client who is actually engineering this."
Actaeon: "Yes she is controlled, after the trial her reputation is shaky, and she should be here in a moment for you to witness and HELP in her training."
Brad: "You already saw and met my Hawkwoman
Voice #1. "Yes, impressive I do admit but still all this time…
Diana heard the sound of some kind of machinery as she stood just outside the door listening. Mr. Fox was in this too? HE was the mysterious "client" it made sense, Fox had been present at every step, Fox set up the surveillance of her, had tried to demote her out of each job, if it wasn't for Daniel she would not have any intelligence connections at all. He HAD to be the lynch pin.
Chief Weaver: "This is actually working to our advantage, not only will the demand go up, but these women were FAMOUS, the longer we give them to "die" as the public believes, the less chance someone will one day discover they were sold as cattle and investigate.
Actaeon: "Besides I cannot continue to Hold WonderWoman and I do not wish to, so we need the 9 months for her to deliver my child so I can sell her and retired to my little tropical island.
Diana felt something at her elbow and started "Wha..?"
Beside her Shayera stood the leash trailing down from her neck holding 2 solid silver trays each with 2 crystal snifters of brandy. She smiled and spoke softly "Take this tray and serve them. Brad told me to tell you this is going to be your training, do as I do, listen and do what they say.
Diana got a perfect view of Shayera's tight smooth ass between her huge soft grey wings as it flexed and she walked into the room, head down carrying her tray. Diana noted that Brad had kept her naked so long her entire body had a smooth unbroken full body tan.
When Diana walked in her face undoubtedly registered her surprise. In addition to the trophy wall, between the trophy cases that held her Wonder Woman and Shayera's uniforms stood President Perino. The woman stool strapped to a "T "shaped stand that was placed just in front of the President., Perino was forced to bend slightly forward and was held there by her wrists which were connected at the center of the "T" Stand her elbows folded at the end of the cross bar so her shoulders rested on her forearms. It looked like her entire body had been, not just pained, tattooed, to look like a Jersey cow. Her skin glistened white with irregular patches of black spots all over her naked body. Her belly hung before her and Diana estimated she was at least 6 months pregnant. Her feet to her ankles, and hands to her wrist were inky black.
They had taken the trouble to hang a large cow bell around The President's neck, and her ankles had been lashed to 2 rings on the floor behind the stand to keep her legs spread and ass presented. Bent forward, The President's breasts, now swollen to DD size from her pregnancy, hung low and the machinery sound Diana herd came from an automatic milker, which pulled so hard on the woman's nipples they had distended into 2 teats, and the breasts moved rhythmically as she was milked. A container between her legs half filled with a creamy white milk. Perino seemed quite content, a glassy eyed vacant stare gazed forward, and she had a huge wad of some kind of, she assumed, drugged gum that made the woman look to be chewing her cud as the president gave an occasional "mooooo." The machine relieved the pressure in her swollen breasts as the beautiful woman stood there on display for the men's pleasure.
The four men, one oriental looking, who must be Mr. Ping, sat in comfortable chairs smirking, all their eyes on Wonder Woman's naked form.
Diana saw Shayera pad timidly to between Brad and Mr. Ping, she knelt down raising the tray above her head "A drink masters?' she said, a note of pride in her voice.
Ping and Brad both took a drink and Shayera set the tray down before turning and squatting beside Mr. Ping, Shayera squatted on the balls of her feet, offering her leash to her owner, brad. She spread herknees, lowered her eyes to "the position of respect" so as notto look a male in the eye, and thrust her chest outwards, her hands on her knees palms up. It was not comfortable but it did display the heroine's naked form, ready to service. Shayera noted the reaction it had on the "guest" and she gently slid her hand to Mr. Ping's crotch to massage the oriental man's tented crotch openly "Would you like some help with that Sir?"
Ping relaxed back took a drink before smiling widely "My, aren't you the polite one? Why yes why don't you help the swelling go down?"
Diana recovered enough to move as she saw a smiling, naked Hawkwoman take the man's zipper in two fingers tug it down and reach into the man's breeches to deftly fish out his cock and begin straddling him, guiding her own smooth crotch to his cock.
Diana had top tear her eyes away from the Thanagarian debasing herself and attempted to follow suit, kneeling between Actaeon and Chief Weaver raising her tray as her head bowed.
Weaver was both openly amazed and lecherously interested as he gazed down at her bare body bent before them "So this, really IS Wonder Woman? And you have pussy rings on her cunt linked to a lock as a chastity device?
Actaeon smirked "That's her, her secret Identity is Diana prince of the NSA, naked as a jay bird kneeling at your feet serving you a drink, and what's more she's STAYING there. I am going to be the first one to conceive a child by Wonder Woman.
Diana felt the chief reach under her chin lifting t to force her to loot at him. He looked down at her with a lecherous smile, as his warm hard fingers gripped her chin in a hard grip she could see the tent in his breeches "You know how many times I undressed you, bitch?"
Diana looked up into his lust filled eyes "But, we worked together, I helped you, catch criminals." She glanced over at Actaeon, who stood with his arms crossed expectantly. She swallowed and then glanced back up to the police chief, her shoulders dropping and raised her hand to gently feel the firm erection in the chief's pants. "Would…you like some…help that?"
Actaeon smiled and said gently "Come here first Diana."
Wonder Woman stood, her sisters were depending on her, so long as they knew the location of Thesamascaria, and had the atomic weapons, the same enchantment, which kept the Island hidden, would obscure any trace of a hydrogen bomb, the world would not even know.
Diana still had her grace, she rocked forward and stood in one smooth motion, arms at her side, her firm breasts bare and swaying, her ass swaying as she walked. She knew Chief Weaver was watching her, his eyes glued to the muscles of her smooth ass. A glance showed President Perino looking quite exhausted, her painted breasts swaying and the cowbell making a soft clank as the milking machine drained her breasts. Brad had handed Shayera's leash to Ping and was circling the hapless leader; Diana could do nothing as Brad stepped behind Perino, and began opening his breeches. The brainless president of the United States, simply chewing and chewing and turning her head slightly to give a curious animal like glance
Mr. Ping was sitting smiling up at the brainwashed Hawkwoman, his hands on her wide hips guiding them as she lifted herself on her knees and lowered himself repeated on his firm length now sheathed within her body. Hawkwoman knelt above him, her firm pale ass rising and falling as she rode the Chinese agent cowgirl style. Ping's erection disappearing deep into her pregnant belly as she rocked her hips from side to side, her back still ram rod straight, her wings extended around the Oriental's pulling him close between her breasts as she stroked his hair allowing him full access to her own nipples.
Diana's stopped in front of her self-proclaimed master, her eyes down on Actaeon's feet. Under her breath, she quietly said "I am trying..."
Actaeon smiled taking the moment to slide the back of his hand lovingly along her cheek and brush a silken strand of coal black hair from her face. "Yes you are" he said in a voice loud enough for the others to hear, His hand trailed down and she felt his warm firm hand lift the weight of her left breast.
Gentlemen, now that I have put the Princess of Thesamscaria in her place, I ask your assistance in training her."
Diana felt the hunter's fingers on her labia, and had to keep her hands at her side as his thick fingers caressed the soft lips, his other hand retrieving a key, she felt him unlock her sex with a soft click. Her eyes glistened with the humiliation as he used 2 fingers to spread her lower lips and it felt nice to have them no longer stuck together, much like a male scratching himself but she had an audience.
Weaver chuckled "Will you look at that, a full body blush, she's tuning red from head to toe!"
Actaeon slid his finger between the soft lips of Dian's sex inserting is index finger into her and firmly rubbing, causing her sex to get wetter and her juices to flow down her legs. The puddle around her feet was already beginning to form. "Gentlemen, you are my guests. Of course I will see to your every pleasure, however, I want to go down in history as being the first man to impregnate Wonder Woman, that's why I have her cunt locked up. Chief, like my other men, you can use her anyway you like. I only ask two things. First, do not use her pussy until I knock her up. Second help me train her for our upcoming Halloween party." He leaned forward whispering into her ear "You and Shayera are the...entertainment.
Diana seethed within; Actaeon's finger was firmly rubbing her hood, the man perverting his knowledge of the female body to force his pleasure on her. Diana shuddered as he told her She and Shayera would be the entertainment. Shayera's pussy was obviously now public property, but they would user her ass and mouth till she was raw and her jaws ached. She felt his finger leave and saw him hold it up before her, glistening with her own juices.
"Rule #1 Diana, when you make a mess, you clean it up…" Actaeon said as Diana heard Shayera and Ping climax together, out of the corner of her eye she saw the red haired woman snuggled down her back arched, impaling herself on Ping's pulsing cock as he groaned and gave at least six strong pulses into her unprotected womb.
It was not the first time Diana had tasted a woman, nor the first time she had tasted herself, but she leaned in and wrapped her red lips around his glistening finger, suckling firmly at its base. She used her tongue to wrap around his finger and suckled firmly, her cheeks collapsing against the finger as she swallowed
Ping was sighing and taking a deep breath, holding the tamed heroine firmly against his cock "Sorry to tell you Brad, but it looks like your child is going to come out glazed."
From behind Perino, Brad had removed his cock and guided it into the president from behind, shoving in firmly as his hand slipped under her gravid belly, leaning up to pull her in. The President barely noticed, chewing her "cud" as she allowed the male behind her to do what he wished, she was just grateful that the pressure in her breasts were being relieved by her milker.
Brad chuckled "Go ahead Mr. Ping, I just want to knock the hen up; I have a family in France paying big bucks for the brat."
Diana was aware of the drooling police chief as she suckled off the tip of Actaeon's finger, making a slurp as she left it clean with her saliva.
"Rule #2, Wonder Woman, you will NOT say make love, sex, mate, or anything else like that" She felt Actaeon take her shoulders firmly in his strong hands and turn her to face the drooling police chief. "You will ask males to rape you." he said giving him a gentle shove toward Weaver.
Diana swallowed hard, blushing harder, much to Weavers amusement. Ping pushed Hawkwoman off him, and she knelt before his spread legs, her firm ass settling on her heels, the leading edges of her wings bent on the floor as she pushed her face forward to take Ping's wet cock into her mouth.
Diana walked timidly up to her former colleague, she reminded herself of the danger to her sisters, there would come a day. With her head down, she stammered "Would…you like some help...with that swelling?" she looked up into his smug expression, getting in character she slipped her arm around his shoulders and said in a husky voice "please….rape me…"
Weaver did not have to ask twice. Watching Brad rutting firmly into President Cow, Weaver gripped Wonder Woman's bare shoulders and turned her to face away from him. Diana heard his zipper open as he shoved her forward at the waist, her hands going to the top of her thighs. Her head came up in surprise as she he pulled her backwards, her full weight falling into the Chief's lap t the male's thumbs press between her thighs as he spread her ass.
From behind, his cock out in the cool air, Weaver smiled "You fucking bitch, in your high horse, always better than us, you damned right I am going to ass rape you!" , he had always dreamed of this, looking at Wonder Woman from behind, her firm cheeks spread by his hand as he gazed at the firm tight pink pucker.
She felt something wet on her anus as Weaver spat, and used a finger to smear his slippery saliva against her anus. His hands gripped her hips, and he pressed the head of his cock against her opening. Leaning in firmly, the corrupt chief lunged, watching the soft pucker stretch around his cock. "She's still" he grunted thrusting again as the purple head of his cock penetrated her first ring "Tight" he panted.
Diana she felt the burning fill her from behind. She dare not stand and needed to push back, her hand coming up to a table to press herself back on the frantic male behind her, as her warm firm ass sat on his lap like an obedient secretary.
Weaver's hands moved to her shoulders as he lunged gain, the feeling of her warm anus stretching over his shaft. His hips began to buck firmly, over and over "I been waiting a LONG time to do this Wonder bitch." His arms going around her to firmly grab her breasts "Seeing you walk around so much Holier than thou" he smiled thrusting again and again, watching as she took his cock inch by inch."
Diana had tears in her eyes, he was splitting her in two. She had noticed the Police chief before, he was slightly overweight and he could feel his generous paunch on her back, and he was smaller compared to Actaeon and some of his guards, but the man had some Stamina.
"Damn it." The officer groaned, leaning back so he could watch the woman's anus partially invert, clinging to his thick shaft as he withdrew, only to lunge back deeply into her, finally pressed all the way in. "take it from someone who worked with the FBI on human trafficking, overtime you will find taking it from behind gets easier and easier"
Wonder Woman's closed her eyes, concentrating on the firm shaft within her, and feeling a sharp swat on her flank as the police officer took his pleasure of her. She could not handle the influx of emotions, a part of her wanted to rip him apart, another part of her admired his length, and girth, still another despaired, even the people she worked with saw her as a sex symbol…and part of her was aroused by the rough handling.
Across the room, Brad gave a final lunge, and emptied his own balls into the panting president. From behind her, Wonder Woman felt the familiar man on her back, his warm breath on her ear as he whispered "finally" and staggered as the man climaxed, the idea of his milky white seed being absorbed into her body as he groaned.
When Diana opened her eyes, and looked around the room. Shayera now knelt beside Ping, her body covered in a light sweat, her mouth covered in saliva, and Ping's milky white seed between her legs.
Actaeon smirked "Rule #3 Diana" Using her familiar name "Always say thank you."
Brad picked up a pre made mask of a Cows head, and plopped it over Perino's head, leaving the milk machine working so no one had to look at her, the beautiful painted woman making soft cow like bellows. He then sat on the other side of Shayera.
Shayera lifted her head as Ping passed her leash back to Brad and he attached it to his chair, she squatted on her heels. Her knees spread widely, her hands on her thighs palms up and her chest out, a growing puddle between her legs as Brad, he master, stroked her hair.
From behind, his cock softening, Weaver pulled out, leaving a relief but also a void within her body, she could feel his seed running down the cleft of her ass. She was afraid to turn around; surely, these men could not be that gross. Squeezing her eyes closed, she knelt and opened her mouth. When nothing happened, and she opened her eyes, a smirking Weaver held a warm moisten cloth in front of her open mouth "I appreciate the willingness, but I am not QUITE that kinky" he shoved the cloth into her hand "Clean up your mess and put it away."
Without thinking of what she was saying, a grateful Diana took the cloth in her right hand, while lifting the now flaccid flesh in her left to begin gently wiping it clean "Thank you Master"
Weaver chuckled as he felt the warm cloth, the woman's fingers handling his equipment as she washed him and replaced him back in his pants "Nice touch, I have had many a fantasy of you JUST like that, on your knees, at my feet, calling me your master. That's just how I LIKE you"
Shayera spoke up next. "Diana, The correct posture is how you see me. Squat on your toes, thighs wide so a male can see between your legs, chest out palms up in subservience, and listen to them we serve their desires."
Reluctantly the Champion of all women, took her spot opposite hawk Woman between Actaeon and Weaver, the 4 men sated from their lust, for the moment, sitting to discuss their business.
"SO" Ping began his toe ideally playing between Shayera's legs "When does this Auction take place, my government is anxious to participate."
Speaking as if Wonder Woman was not even there Actaeon smiled "Well first we need to get us a new Pope, and we can't do that till I conceive with the princess here." He smiled as the Hawkwoman moaned softly at what Ping was doing with his toes"
"Yes" Weaver asked "and when WILL that be? I don't mean to be rude, but are you having fertility issues Mr. Davies?"
Davies chuckled "No the issue was on the amazon's side" he said stroking Diana's silken black hair like she was a pet. "However you will all be glad to hear Dr. Mengele's test indicate that Diana is now in her fertility stage, with any luck tonight or sometime this weekend, I will put her in a family way."
Brad answered next "Once that happens we can Send Wonder Woman to Seduce Pope innocent, once he is exposed as having been, in and inappropriate relationship, he will be forced to resign, with Cardinal Emmitt's current manipulation he will be named pope and that will be the last piece of this puzzle.
Ping cocks his head "But when will the auction occur?"
Actaeon nodded "Depending on when the amazon gives birth, I estimate by July, the 4th of July would be quite ironic" he smirked. "But first Diana here has to make strike three"
Weaver looked up "You mentioned those strikes before….what do you mean?"
Brad spoke up with a smiled "The Amazon was given three conditions, same as her friend Sheena. The first was a contest, if she had won we'd all likely be in jail…If she lost, which she did, She would spend 30 days with Actaeon trying to conceive with her, after which, win lose or draw she would stay out of our 'criminal activities' and could return to her life."
Ping went on "of course once we revealed to her, that her sister women were to be auctioned off as objects for male pleasure, she could not resist trying to stop us...violating the agreement."
"So that was strike two" Weaver finished "Meaning she would be your slave for life?"
Actaeon smiled "well with the stipulation that once she conceives my child, and continues to serve whom I want when I want, again so long as she stays out of our enterprises, she may go back to crime fighting, hence your part of the fee you can have nearly unlimited use of her body."
Weaver nodded "Why do you want her to have your child anyways?"
Actaeon nodded "My legacy, this is my last hunt, Chief Weaver, I want to retire, with the money I get from the Auction of Wonder Woman, I can retire without ever having to want for anything, and she will serve at the feet of men, while I raise our child to take my place, boy or girl."
Weaver nodded "But doesn't that pre suppose strike three?"
Brad chuckled "She is a woman, she is a heroine, she will break the agreement."
Weaver frowned "So why do you need me? What is it you want?"
Ping now spoke "China and some of the other powers has always wanted to dominate your country, but what has always been a huge obstacle, is your 2nd amendment, Vigilantism. Your population is a larger army then most others in the world. You have noticed all the gun violence lately?"
Weaver nodded, watching how the two heroines continued to squat, head down "Yes, it is keeping the Justice League going crazy."
Ping nodded "Through our rogue states, we are paying many of your disgruntled citizens, to act out. Most of you American are so ignorant; you label gun free zones and act surprised when one of these people knows where to go where he cannot be opposed. We need you, as the Police Chief or your capital, to condemn the violence, call for abolishment of the 2nd amendment. Your Democratic party will draft the constitutional amendment, and in exchange for the Presidency, the Republicans will endorse it… your 'sheeple' will ratify it thinking it the only way to stop the violence, and that will remove the biggest threat. We won't need to invade…For the right price your politicians will pass any agreements we want."
Weaver nodded, and then looked at the naked Hawkwoman "What about her?"
Brad smiled proudly "that is my doing" he smiled taking out what looked to be some kind of electronic helmet. The helmet had a number of what looked like small points within, a visor in the front and a breathing control mask hung from its open front. The outside had the large eyes of a bird and what gave the impression of a hooked beak. Shayera held perfectly still while the genius teen strapped it to her head. "With the knowledge I gained from the Bat computer and files...I have developed this device. Look at her eyes" he lifted Shayera's chin "The fire in her eyes, her spirit is still intact, but now I hold the reins…. Any, like Perino, who oppose me I can bend their knee. "The device actually targets individual neurons, much like say, Muscular Sclerosis, this machine attacks the myelin sheaths around neurons, except instead of a MOTOR or SENSORY myelin sheath, this one attacks the memory neurons in the frontal cortex."
The chief looked confused. And Actaeon chuckled, gently stroking Wonder Woman's hair as if she were a cat as the heroin looked horrified but did not move "SMALL words brad SMALL words."
Brad chuckled "It's a fatty sheath that goes around neurons to help nerve impulses conduct…kind of like a plastic coating on an electrical wire."
The Chief brightened and smiled "I get it…you target any...rebellious or UNWANTED impulses…"
"And we remove the sheath" Bard smiled "which doesn't ELIMINATE the memory or desire or whatever, but makes it much WEAKER…while stronger impulses such as lust, obedience…even prejudice are strengthened."
Weaver beamed "That's why Hawkwoman is so...SPIRITED!"
"That's right" Brad smiled "and being as there is no cure, the affect is completely permanent. Meaning Hawkwoman here, is still a great fighter…can still take on any "crime" elements we want, but will basically be a completely obedient naked laying HEN for the rest of her life. I have given her QUITE the humiliation fetish, she enjoys the taste of my feed and could care less who sees her performing. We used it on Tigra and that pussy cat has been FIXED.
Weaver was panting hard again ne called to Diana "get over here bitch"
Stoll horrified as they talked right in front of her. Wonder Woman knew what her colleague wanted…she HAD to stop this, hut she could do nothing at the moment. They always committed the same mistake, over confidence would be their down fall. She pulled out his hard cock and began to nurse in his lap as they spoke above her.
Tigra? FUCK her, I heard they are cross breeding her with an actual tiger, let them laugh at her as she copulates with a beast WHEN do we use this one Wonder woman here?"
"Strike three" Actaeon said firmly "and NOT before, I gave my word"
Weaver looked a bit disappointed but exploded into Wonder Woman's mouth at the thought "Ok I will help you, but I want to BE there to SEE it when you put it on Wonder Woman here… and what about The President? I mean a human auction in Madison Square gardens? The president? Surely SOMEONE is going to notice that?"
Actaeon smiled "that's where our Friend Mr. Fox comes in"
Weaver cocked his head watching the look of surprise on Wonder Woman's face "Mr. Fox of the NSA?"
Actaeon nodded "He is working for us, he even had Wonder Woman's alter ego, Diana Prince, surveilled; he led us right to her."
Damn, you have this all worked out don't you?"
Brad smirked "Every detail, the real power brokers in the world will have the women at their feet where they belong, the world avoids war, the gun violence goes down…everyone gets what they want. There is only one problem with this device" he said nodding to the now hooded Hawkwoman."
Weaver leaned back letting Diana up to resume her kneeling position "I knew there was a catch…what is it? And how did you DEVELOP this…THING"
Diana admitted she very much wanted to know that answer as well…Poor Tigra, and Hawkwoman, even when she took these criminals down, she would prob have to leave them to their fate, they would never be happy without their…masters.
Brad smiled "I could not have done it without Dr. Mengele His Father, the infamous one, actually designed this helmet FOR WonderWoman herself, with his experiments on the Jews. The intent was to have her breed with the Aryans to create super soldiers, but the war ended before he had the technology to complete it. In fact without Bruce Wayne's technology *I* and the PRESENT Dr. Mengele's knowledge, *I* could not have done it?"
Actaeon now broke in "So Brad what IS the one drawback?"
"Oh yea that, well you see just like multiple Sclerosis, USING the nerves, kinda give them a protection, until the sheath is gone once the damage is done it's irreversible….so you see if they can concentrate…they can resist the device, and they must be conscious, for the device to FIND the…offending neurons… oh and it ONLY works on Females…has something to do with the whole "XX Chromosome, the Y chromosome, gives an immunity at least according to Dr. Mengele." Brad added
Weaver frowned "So how do you…."
Brad nodded to Shayera…who stared sightlessly into the helmet hood and had her hand between her legs furiously masturbating herself "Orgasms…rape the bitch, force her to climax and at that moment, the device locks onto the pleasure neurons, and isolates and targets their inhibitions." Shayera let out a loud groan as her juices squirted out around her hand, then the bird sat there panting happy in her afterglow."
"Brilliant" the Chief smiled.
Actaeon looked at his watch "Well gentlemen, we have to get ready for the Halloween party, the president is dressed, but Brad you and I have to get the girls into THEIR costumes. Gentlemen I have invited the most influential industrialists, congressmen and senators tonight" he gently slapped Diana's bare ass "These women are going to help us change the political landscape of the world tonight, and Mr. Ping, I expect your government to be appropriately, grateful.
The men rose and shook hands. With her knees spread squatting Diana was forced to allow Action to attach her own leash to her clit ring and gave a gentle tug "Diana...heel..." Actaeon and Diana were the last to leave. Perino was left in her mask, attached to her stand when the lights were turned out. Leaving her alone in the dark, with only the sound of the milking machine and her occasional moos, the only sound.