Diana stirred, she rose bare naked, from the bed she was forced to share with the bounty hunter, Actaeon Davies, her “master”. It was fall outside, the leaves were changing colors, it was cool against her flesh. For Wonder Woman, life had become a, not unpleasant routine. As she suspected, no one came to avenge Vandal Savage’s defilement of Hawkwoman. Shayera’s nemesis enjoyed her body with a complete and utter abandon and no end of personal satisfaction and there was absolutely nothing Wonder Woman could do about it. Hawkwoman now served the pleasure and at the feet of the man who she had once opposed. It bothered Diana how watching the winged woman on all 4’s worshipping the man’s feet as he stood above her, had begun to stir arousal…and it was no less that she herself was required to do with any male who wished it.
Both women had now been sans the slightest stitch of clothing for months now; with men, complete strangers, coming and going freely, it was open season on their bodies. Most of the men did not even bother to care about the women’s pleasure, though Diana had trouble getting the sound of Shayera’s throws of passion as Vandal took advantage of her.
Wonder Woman and Hawk Woman were sex toys, completely objectified. Nothing was off limits, their mouths, their anuses, even their pussies. As pregnant as both women were, Actaeon and Vandal did not seem to care if they were just used for pleasure. In fact, most of the men seemed to be completely turned on both by the knowledge that these were famous heroines and the fact that they were fucking pregnant women. Diana had never dreamed she would have 10 different men between her legs, let alone 10 a day.
Diana waddled down to the mansion’s large gymnasium using her hands to support her gravid belly. “Master” enjoyed having her fit, though her workouts had to be less intensity now that her belly bulged with his child. The air caressed her skin as she considered that she was still forced to share Actaeon Davies’ bed. He showed no signs of finding the relationship or her body less appealing due to familiarity. She hated that he had been so confident of his control of her, that he stated what she already knew. Diana slid her hand over her taught belly, feeling the child kick, Actaeon’s child. She wanted to have the child, her mother’s instinct giving her pleasure at the thought. She was also disturbed that she had begun to look forward to the sex with Actaeon, simply because he cared about her pleasure and it was a distraction from her otherwise dull day. She had even begun to enjoy it when he bound her, or took her anally. She hated herself, an Amazon warrior, made to serve as a pleasure giver to a male. She shuddered.
Diana had never been this naked for this long. Back on Themyscaria, her sisters had often gone naked, played with each other…but that was always with consent. Here, anyone who wished not only groped her, sliding their hands into any of the most intimate places, they had full sex with her. She had believed over time these men, many simple guards who knew who she was, would summon help. But she, Hawkwoman and Tigra, were the world’s best kept secret. She had even tried to ask some of the nicer guards for help. That bought her a night in “Master Davies” walk in deep freezer, bound and sprayed with water until she emerged the next morning, her body blue. That day she had apologized to him, and the worst part about it was, she genuinely meant it. He was breaking her.
After a brisk trot on the tread mill, sweating, WonderWoman passed Shayera’s confinement. When not being used, or performing duties. Shayera knelt naked in a bird cage. Her body now fully tattooed like that of a bird of prey, and sporting a tufted falcon’s hood, with ball gag in the shape of a beak, belled and jessed, in the center of the bird cage like structure. The bars arched inward to hold her neck, so her head stuck above the bars. Her ankles crossed and tied together, her wrists likewise crossed and bound behind her back to her own feet, her pregnant belly taught as she knelt; body and wings trembling with effort.
Diana placed her hands in the small of her own back and winced sympathetically, the growing child upset the center of gravity, Shayera’s back had to be aching. The expectant birdwoman could not even massage her own abdomen.
Sweaty, her body shimmering, she ascended the stairs, walking past Actaeon’s Trophy Room”; her uniform, her costume, on display in the center behind armored glass. Her panties in the center of the wall behind along with all the others of Acteon’s Conquest.
“You look pensive” the familiar voice of her so-called master came from off to her right. She looked over and the bounty hunter stood clad in a red knit wool sweater and pair of jeans.
Wonder Woman put her eyes down on his feet “Sorry master I was just…”
Acteon reached out to lift her chin with the crook of his finger, gently, so she could look into his eyes. He gently leaned in and put a full moth kiss on her, slipping his hands around her smooth slippery waist and pulling her firm stomach with his child to his own body as his tongue pressed in to the back of her throat. She did not resist and felt her sex get moist and begin running down her thighs. He took his time kissing her deeply before he broke the kiss and finished her sentence.
“Your upset you have begun to enjoy what is being done to you. The frequent sex, and climaxes, seeing your friend submit… and I never required you to cast your eyes down, my proud mare.”
Diana found herself confiding in her tormentor, as there was no one else
“Broodmare is more like it. You have had me suck so many cocks, I do not even find it distasteful…it’s like sucking on my thumb…even the semen…”
Actaeon chuckled “It’s an acquired taste. Don’t feel bad, I have spent 40 years of my life learning how to tame women…put them in their place, mold them into what I want them to be.” He moved over to cup her right breast, lifting it, petting it, stroking it as a milky white drip formed on her nipple. “And now you’re finding out I spoke the truth, while you would not have volunteered, it is NOT such a bad process after all.”
“That’s what I like about you master, your modesty” she replied, her arms hanging at her side, not responding in the slightest to his intimate touch, but deeply resentful as she felt her nipple harden, then desperation as she saw the drop of breast milk. She knew she was in her last Trimester, her breasts had gotten even heavier, her nipples more sensitive as her body prepared for the birth of his child.
Acteon chuckled, leaning in to slide the flat of his tongue against her warm turgid nipple, and begin to suckle on her areola right in the middle of the room. He was rewarded with a rich, sweet creamy milk. He felt the woman’s arm come up to gently cradle his head, and press his face into her soft flesh. He took his time, drinking deeply as his hands wandered her sides, and her smooth ass. When he came up for air, he smiled “Milk…were almost at the end Diana…I will finish my conquest of you, you will give me a child, and your sale will set me up in luxury for life.”
Diana considered “if I oppose you a third time…”
The bounty hunter considered and nodded “True, if you are obedient, I could keep you as you are now, forever, I do think that would be pleasant, but I told you, I have spent 40 years studying your vulnerabilities…you will take your shot… even when you call me Master, you don’t mean it, I can hear it.” He held up his hand “I am not punishing you, no one likes to acknowledge they are inferior.” He smiles slipping an arm around her waist and guiding her to his study.
Diana moved, stepping into the luxurious study, watching Davies pick up a remote and sit down on a soft brown suede leather couch, pointing condescendingly at the polar bear skin rug at his feet. Diana was forced to kneel there as she had been informed, without clothing, because of her gender, if she sat on the couch naked, she would leave a wet spot. So, she had to sit on the floor like an animal.
“You don’t actually BELIEVE that stuff, do you?” she asked, “Women are inferior?”
Acteon turned on CNN as he sat back. Feeling her breast as she leaned against his leg “the problem is, YOU don’t believe it…but you will.”
As he turned up the volume, Diana leaned against his leg, curling her arm around his calf to begin massaging it with one hand, as she tried to discreetly wipe the copious fluid running down her thighs with the other hand, she knew the role she must play.
The announcer caught her attention as an Israeli woman Stood in her costume, her REAL Costume. “Master…may I hear this?”
Actaeon smiled “I thought this might interest you.” As the volume rose Zain Asher was interviewing Gal Gadot...
“…Yes Zain, there has always been more than one “Wonder Woman” Much like the Olympics, I unseated the Wonder Woman you knew as Princesses Diana, in single combat, and she has returned to our homeland to resume her rule and for a well-deserved rest…”
The attractive black anchorwoman smiled “So that’s why she was absent these months…well congratulations, and What of the Justice League? Are you a member?”
The Svelte woman smiled as Barry Allen, dressed as the flash, walked onto the set and set down next to the new Wonder Woman. “Wonder Woman is now the SENIOR member of the JL, with Batman, Superman and Supergirl in retirement, and, were announcing our engagement...”
“Well!” Smiled “I thought an Amazon…”
“Lost her powers?” Gal finished, and Diana’s skin crawled as she seemed to be looking thru the camera right at her “Only when BOUND by a man, that was an old male chauvinistic tale, I don’t think The Flash, will be tying me up much”
Barry smiled “well certainly not the boss” The audience laughed.”
Zain blinked “well…this certainly seems to be a day of firsts, your engagement to The Flash, Green lantern’s Marriage to Vixen, some would see this as an attempt to further make hybrid humans, supers marrying supers…how do you respond to that?”
Barry Allen slipped an arm around “Wonder Woman” “In accordance with the law, each member of the JLA has become deputized and have been placed under the direct control of Mr. Jake Fox, President Perino’s Director of the NSA.”
Diana Seethed, Mr. Fox Again! “you put one of your bimbos in my uniform?” she said fighting to keep her voice calm and even.”
Actaeon Davies stroked her soft thigh with the toe of his foot, teasing her wet sex before offering the wet toe to her lips “Not me, that would me the client who hired me. Miss Gadot is a natural submissive, she eagerly agreed to submit in exchange for the lead role in your movie, a chance to have The Flash in bed, AND to become the REAL wonder woman.”
“So now, everyone thinks I am home, on my own secret Island, and they have a real-life Wonder Woman, complete with all my powers and the backing of the JLA…you really went out of your way to make sure your finishing me off for good…no one even knows I am gone…How in the world did you get Barry to agree to marry her?”
Actaeon smiled as he nudged his wet toe to her lips, and she began to lick her own juices from it “Oh it goes much deeper than that. You see Ms. Asher? That nigger is tamed, you know we have what you used to call “The Bat Computer” and your JLA friends have been getting a steady diet of secret subliminals. And Ms. Gadot…is only Wonder Woman when we SAY she is Wonder Woman.
“And where did you find Ms. Gadot?” she asked, as her placed his foot back down”
“Same place my client found Tom Cruise, The Church of Scientology…oh and that Leah Remini? That bitch will be tamed shortly as well.
Wonder Woman began to realize, just how isolated she was, and felt something she had never experienced before, the cold chill of fear up her spine…
Actaeon caught her expression “Your beginning to understand, aren’t you? We’re not just some secret society of melomaniacs, throwing out random ideas to increase our own petty desire. I see a world for my great grandsons, where women KNOW their place, where sex is taken freely, enjoyed by both, and men resume their rightful place as care givers to the female gender.
Diana looked down to her abdomen, and slid her hand over the taught flesh. His Great Great Grandson, HER Great Great Grandson…she was snapped back to the present as Acteon turned up the volume.
“…and Flash, how has the JLA been responding to all the gun violence…”
“Well, as you know, Zain, even the JLA has been overwhelmed. We agree that it is not PEOPLE that hurt others, it’s the guns themselves…People wouldn't be nicer, but perhaps but without guns, people would be forced to use more diplomatic ways to resolve disputes."
"You mean like knives?" Zain suggested.
The scarlet speedster rolled his eyes with a smile.…so we have been advocating for the repeal and replacement of the 2nd amendment.”
“Well then Flash, this is a historic day…” The background cut to President Perino, clad in a Business suit and tie that hid all the permanent cow marking that Diana knew marked her body, she even wore a pair of black calf skin gloves, as the screen cut to her in the Oval Office, flanked by Mr. Fox and Mr. Ping, signing the first constitutional amendment in centuries, repealing the 2nd amendment.”
The TV abruptly cut off…” Well that was the last piece, now China will slowly weed guns out of those who would resist them…I think in the next few months you will see a story of the president, caught in a perverted sex scandal, with her tattooed as a cow of course, and the Chinese, not the Russians, will help elect the next democratic president…”
Diana was forced to bide her time, listening to the meetings between Mr. Fox and Actaeon Davies, about the “Sale” at Madison Square Gardens. Pope Innocent, as emit now went by, suggested Christmas day. In the meantime, Wonder Woman and Shayera’s abdomen grew steadily. They both received the best prenatal care that money could buy. Of course, Dr. Mengele’s “fee” was to have full blown sex with her and Hawkwoman, and neither had a chance to close their thighs. They were well known on the dark web, as Brad and even Actaeon, took selfies posing with the naked heroines posting their trophies that they, of all adversaries and not only succeeded in defeating and raping the two heroines, but they had actually impregnated them
Diana watched Vandal savage go at Shayera like a crazed rabbit, and though she knew it was rape, she was having trouble feeling sorry for Shayera, as Vandal threw orgasm after mind blowing orgasm into her over and over. With Hawk Man gone, he took her with a wild abandon.
By mid-November, Diana could barely waddle along herself, let alone help Hawk Woman. The two of them stood naked at a sink, dutifully washing the dinner dishes like two completely domesticated house women. Diana washed while Shayera rinsed, and dried.
“Diana” Shayera said “Vandal wants to put me under their computer…use their nanites on my brain to turn me into his perfect idea of what I should be.”
Diana paused, her abdomen pressed against the cool granite sink so she could get close enough to the soapy water “Shayera I….”
The naked avian woman placed a finger to Diana’s lips and leaned in to kiss her, stretching those warm, soft wings lovingly around her friend. Diana wanted to pull away, but the flaming red-haired woman was so attractive, so…desirable. Even before Actaeon, Diana had masturbated endlessly to the image of having sex with the beautiful flame haired winged woman. She knew she shouldn’t, but she leaned in, their two stomachs pressing against each other, as Shayera placed a smoldering hot kiss on the amazon’s lips. Diana felt her soft talon like fingernails gently slide along her flanks up to her bare ass, and then up to cup her heavy breast and she stopped fighting it, leaning in to reciprocate.
Diana’s tongue was in Shayera’s mouth in a heartbeat, the 2 tongues slipping along each other, their red lips pulling at each other as their hands roamed the smooth flesh freely, building the passion. Diana found herself panting into the other woman’s mouth, using one hand to caress her own breast, as she cocked a leg in order to rub her own wet pussy against Shayera’s gravid belly.
Diana’s hand moved to cup the hawk woman’s breast, rolling the pink nipple, causing a healthy bead of milk to form. Diana leaned in to suckled the turgid nipple, and felt Shayera cradle her head, the sweet milk filling her mouth as Shayera closed her eyes and sighed contentedly.
As abruptly as it began, it ended, leaving Diana bewildered “Why did you…”
Shayera bit her lower lip “Diana, they want you to help finish me off.”
Diana’s anger flared, her arousal abruptly denied her “I will never…”
Shayera Cut her off “Diana! I want you to help them…”
Diana was stunned, out of control of her own emotions that were like a runaway train “Shayera…why?”
The pregnant woman looked up “You know why Diana. You have felt the pleasure. I have fought my whole life…multiple lives, reincarnated over and over only to have Master Kill Hawkman again, and eventually me. Then we start all over again, Brad may be a teenaged computer genius, but he did what no other has, fathered a child by me, and I find I like it.
“Shayera, that is the…”
“The brainwashing speaking? Yes, Diana it’s the brainwashing talking…so what? I know how I feel RIGHT now…and I have never felt FREER in my life….and if you oppose this YOU will join me in my slavery…you AND all your sister amazons, Strike three remember?”
Diana clenched her fists, glancing around to make sure there were no guards, the water running incase there were any listening devices “Free? Shayera you’re a slave they had sex…:
“They raped me Diana” she said standing as casually naked as if they were in the Watchtower Satellite discussing the stars “They raped me, and it is NOT a bad word…”
“Not a bad word?” Diana stood stunned “Shayera they have taken away your dignity, your free choice…rape...”
“Set me free Diana…You felt it, how many times have you felt this level of pleasure, and without the slightest guilt. It was not MY fault I got raped, I was not a “bad girl” because I liked it.” She ran her hands over her own taught stomach “I do not even have to worry about the children, they will be provided for and given a better then fair chance at life, and NOT as a sex slave. Actaeon will make sure they are both nurtured and free. By all the Pharaohs Diana, if all I have to do is spread my legs and enjoy the warmth of a few men, wash a few dishes and get on my knees and suck a few cocks…that is preferable to the humiliation of going back, knowing I got my tail handed to me, and going back to constantly fighting. Damnit Diana, I do not even mind the taste of the semen any more…hell look it up on the internet its GOOD for us…”
Diana stood stunned…not sure what to say in the face of this adamant woman.
“If you help me…help them” Shayera smiled sinking to her knees before Wonder Woman, sitting on her heals looking up at Diana’s gravid belly.
Diana’s mind screamed, she knew what Shayera was going to do, knew the other woman was likely not in her own mind...but when she felt the soft warm wings extend around to press against her bare ass…Diana felt herself shuffle forward, her legs spreading and watched Shayera disappear under her belly.
Shayera’s lips were heavenly, as they sealed over Diana’s exposed pussy. Diana had not showered since Actaeon had enjoyed her last, but Shayera took care of that as Diana felt the firm suckling of the fresh cream pie that Actaeon had left her with, Shayera sealing her lips over Diana’s entire bald pussy and moving her head back and forth to…get comfortable.
Shayera used her wings to gently turn her partner so Wonder Woman’s bare ass pressed back against the sink and her hands to swing Diana’s legs over her shoulders but beneath her avian wings. She then gently used her chin to snuggle her nose right against the other heroine’s pubic mound and used her tongue to begin separating the soft bare labia.
Diana gasped as she felt Shayera’s warm breath so deep within her…Shayera was not being timid with her tongue as Diana felt Shayera penetrate her as deeply as she could, licking hungrily, driving Diana’s arousal.
Beneath her, Shayera held her legs over her shoulder and her tongue was sliding in and out, licking Acteon’s cum from within her cunt…suckling firmly as she swallowed it, cleaning her friend.
A long low moan escaped Diana’s mouth and she felt her hands go to her partner’s soft, silken, fiery mane and pull it up, grinding her sex against Shayera’s face.
Shayera let Diana take control, the woman above pumping her groin against Shayera, washing her face.
If Wonder Woman was one thing…she was wet…and Shayera continued to suckle the salty male seed along with the sweet slippery nectar out of her partner as the two-pregnant woman coupled.
When she had Diana on the verge of climax. The woman who was once Hawk Woman pulled back, and Diana let out a cry of frustration. Feeling betrayed as her partner tore her red hair from Diana’s grasp.
Diana panted “W…why…”
Shayera leaned back looking up at her naked partner and using the back of her arm to wipe the clear amazon sexual juices from her chin. Shayera slowly, deliberately took Diana by the shoulders and gently turned her to face the sink “Swear to me Diana...Swear to me on your amazon honor, as a sister, when they put me on that machine…you will help them…I am tired of this fighting…”
Diana panted as she felt Shayera’s firm pressure...urging her to bend over the sink. “Shayera, you’re not in your right mind…I... I can’t.”
Shayera smiled at the smooth amazon ass that now presented itself, soft yet firm, sliding a hand up the cleft so her fingers teased the anus. Then she slowly knelt behind her sister, placing soft warm kisses down Wonder Woman’s spine, slowly moving toward the cleft of Diana’s ass.
Diana’s heart raced, she should not do this, she knew what Shayera intended, it was filthy, it was perverted…but it felt...She gasped!
Using her thumbs to part the smooth firm ass cheeks and reveal the tight pink pucker of the anus Shayera leaned in to nuzzle the firm smooth cheeks.
“Promise me Diana…give me that I won’t be the cause of them attacking your homeland”
Diana shivered in both horror and arousal, as she felt Shayera’s warm breath on her anus. “Shayera I ca..UNNHH!”
Her words were cut off s she felt the flat of Hawkwoman’s tongue slide over her anus leaving a cool wet feeling in a place she had never felt before. Shayera’s soft face cheeks pressed softly between her ass cheeks. Diana could feel her friends nose pressed against the base of her spine, inhaling and exhaling with excitement.
Shayera used her nose to run the length of Diana’s perineum and over the soft pucker before sealing her lips to Diana’s anus, pointing her tongue and pressed gently into the amazon in a deep French kiss.
Diana’s muscles complied easily after the months of anal sex and Shayera suckled, French kissing Diana’s anus.
After a moment she pulled back. She smiled, a Hawk circling her prey “Promise…SWEAR!”
Diana had her eyes closed trembling…No I…”
Shayera ran a sharp nail very gently over Diana’s hood, and clit, drawing small soft circles over the sopping wet labia “Promise” she said softly, wearing a smirk before running her tongue between the soft folds and up the perineum before pressing her face between Diana’s ass cheeks again making an air tight seal. Shayera extended her wings in front of Diana pressing her back onto Shayera’s face, as the winged woman used her hands to push the amazon’s ass cheeks together against her face. Shayera locked her lips around the amazon anus and extended her pointed tongue as deeply as she could, her chin moving as she licked again and again within the helpless amazon.
Diana could not prevent her back from arching, and she cried out so loudly the guards came running in, only to see Hawkwoman rimming her friend with a wild abandon.
Shayera stayed there...teasing her victim, keeping her on the edge of climax as her finger teased Diana’s clit.
“Shayera PLEASE…I…” she shivered “Oh by Great Hera I PROMISE…I SWEAR I will help them finish you off for good! Just please Shayera…”
Hearing the oath Shayera plunged one set of fingers into the amazon cunt, and the other set into her own pumping in and out furiously as she continued to French kiss Diana’s anus.
Diana felt her abdomen contract and felt a Gush of water as her climax slammed into her. At the same moment Shayera climaxed….and another flood of water escaped her Thanigarian sex…
In a Daze, her ears ringing and her head swimming from the climax, Diana felt a sharp pain in her abdomen… she felt dizzy…and she heard the guard on the radio” …were they yelling?
“This is 117, Get Mr. Davies and Dr. Mengele! Their water broke! They are going into labor! Their water broke.”
Shayera finally broke the rimming kiss on her fellow crimefighter and set back on her heels, a dazed look on her face, a line of thick saliva connecting her lower lip to the amazon anus.
Standing behind the defeated Hawk Woman, invisible and unseen by anyone in the room. A feline figure stood smirking, naked, her yellow fur contrasting black rosettes over her body. The Cheetah smiled with a smug satisfaction placing a bare foot on Hawk Woman’s shoulder and leaning her weight down. As Cheetah spoke, the Dazed’ Hawkwoman…her puppet mirrored her words “Thank you Diana…this is my choice.”