With his birthday celebration in full swing, Tom could not wait to get back to his room and “Unwrap” his presents.
Tom had surprised himself. Considering his whole life he had been taught to be polite, and respectful, something underlying was exciting about this, and he was not going to deny himself.
The party would not stop, until Tom marched Three naked, bound and defunct heroines out on leashes to present to the crowd or the avenging amazons appeared to either kill or imprison them. Tom was the lynch pin.
Victoria, completely naked, followed the group down the ornate hallways toward what had once been the Queen’s, now Tom’s, bedroom. She didn’t have much time to admire as her master. Tom had left Victoria’s hands bound behind her back and attached what the men called “the clit leash” to the clit ring between that pierced her clitoris.
It was one of the most sensitive parts of a woman’s body. At least her genitals had not been mutilated like Wonder Woman’s had, the series of rings designed to take a light hasp lock to “lock her clam shut” or sewed shut until their masters freed them.
Walking on the clit leash required ha woman’s full attention, even the weight of the leash caused mild discomfort. It was designed to train a woman to keep her focus on her master. A woman had to keep just enough slack in the leash that it did not pull on the ring, lest the person holding the leash keep walking and rip the ring right out of the sensitive nub, but not so much she bumped into the back of master and receive punishment.
Victoria was to be witness as they processed with the 2 captive slumbering heroines towards their final, permanent, enslavement to men.
Trigonia Led the procession, also naked as the day she was born, but unbound. She wheeled the semi reclined restraint bed with the princess, Wonder Woman toward the very room that the princess had been conceived in, while Antiope wheeled the one that held the Queen herself restrained.
In this room both the Princess AND the Queen would experience a rebirth, a rebirth as slaves.
Two naked women stood guard at the ornate bedroom doors. Victoria noted that some males had taken to decorating their ‘property’ with rubber crotchless panties that had the effect of drawing one’s eyes to the woman’s pussy, now permanently on display. The middle aged principal was amazed she, herself, had any modesty left. In the week leading up to today, Tom had enjoyed her body in every way. Every one of Victoria’s ‘charms’ had been left on full display for anyone and his brother to see.
A brief exam by the Dr. had declared her pregnant. It was official, Tome had made hood his promise, she was carrying his child in her womb.
Now, as a result, Tom allowed anyone, male or female to copulate with her. It was quite an enlightening experience to have someone she had never laid eyes on, who’s name she would never know, take her into the grass, under the sky and engage in the most intimate act. She had already served and served several whom she had never seen before or sense. All she remembered was that they were VERY skilled in the pleasures of the flesh and had left her laying covered in sweat in the grass with a warm afterglow.
Men and boys she had never laid eyes on now casually walked up to gently and openly grope or fondle her most intimate places and she could only stand there as if it were the most natural act in the world and in fact it was rapidly becoming just that. Victoria even had started to get wet when they did it now, but those panties...pressed around the circumference of the woman’s genitals further drawing the eye, as of being naked 24/7 were not enough.
They entered the Queen’s bed chamber. “Tom’s… no MASTER’S, she corrected her own thought, Bed chamber” she might as well get used to it, if Wonder Woman and Hippolyta could not get freed before Tom brought them to climax the odds were very low that these men would ever be brought to justice and Victoria would just be causing herself more grief. Besides, with the threat of Disease social sigma and financial security, Victoria was getting used to and actually enjoying the physical pleasures. Perhaps this was Stockholm syndrome, but Victoria truly was beginning to vie this as a victimless crime.
Dr. Mengele and Brad had Trigonia and Antiope wheel the captives to a space near the archway leading to the balcony that Hippolyta had addressed her nation and the 2 women went to a position of “Parade Rest” beside the captives. Eyes on the floor, hands behind their back in the small of their backs, hands flat right over left, and feet shoulder width apart.
Tom smiled, he thought he would be nervous, and he supposed part of him was, but he was excited. He led his principle to a chain and shackle that had been installed in the center of the bed chamber. It was long enough for the prisoner to reach the chamber pot, the food table and the bed. It was cold and made of iron.
Tom picked up the shackle and watched the naked school administrator put her shapely ankle up on a velvet foot stool. A cast had been made of Victoria’s ankle and the device form fitted, to reduce the chance that over time she would work her ankle out. It had an internal lock and Tom snapped it shut and admired the bare foot on the cool marble floor.
Tom had long since stopped being aroused by the naked body itself, now it was the act, the symbolism, the successes of remolding her mind into what he desired that aroused him but there was something about a bare, unwashed foot, taking a person’s weight right where it touched the dirt or floor, that Tom had never realized, was a bit erotic.
Victoria was mildly surprised when Tom unbound her wrists and removed her clit leash. She was inwardly disappointed in herself when the lad gave her a soft swat on her bare ass, and it brought a blushing smile unbidden to her lips.
“Just stand there and look pretty, slave” He didn’t even bother to call her by her first name anymore.
Tom left his school administrator without a second thought, she caried his child now and he was pleased with that, but now what held his fascination was the 2 bound women before him. He had to admit he had not given much thought to Hippolyta, queen of the amazons but he had been fascinated with Wonder Woman since the first Linda Carter episode he had seen on the old TV shows. Tom had been undressing Wonder Woman with his mind since he was 11 years old and first masturbated to her picture. Tom had always pictured himself as “Colonel Steven Trevor”.
Now he walked up to his heroine blushing and grinning like a virgin. Brad stood to the left in his now obnoxious tuxedo print tee shirt; his pot belly protruding over his belt, while Hans stood to the right in his sharp black Nazi SS “Oberst”, or Colonel’s, uniform. Worn, likely in honor Wonder Woman’s constant defeat of the monstrous organization.
A simple gesture and Trigonia and Antiope knelt beside each man respectively, an arm around one leg and their cheek pressed to each man’s thigh and between the two of them, still trussed was Wonder Woman in her naked glory.
Wonder Woman’s baby blue eyes were open, staring at the visor screen in front of her face. The experience was detracted from her open mouth with the clear tubes extending up her nostrils and down her throat, the ear buds in her ears but she lay magnificently naked, like her mother with a green light flashing beside her head and a display that read “Conditioning 100%.
Brad smiled “So Tom…let me explain how this works before we…um…give you three” he had included Victoria “some quality alone time.”
Tom hardly noticed the others, his eyes were on Wonder Woman’s bare nipples that were rhythmically being “milked” by the 2 soft and clear latex cups that stretched nicely over and undulated her ample breasts; lubricated by some clear jelly that make the gland cling and press pleasantly to the soft material.
Before coming to the island Tom had no idea there were so many different variations on that particular anatomy, everything from Austin’s mother, who had 2 bright pink nipples and no areola’s at all, to Trigonia who’s nipples were almost dark chocolate brown and were the size of a Krispy Kream donut on her pale white breast. A glazed donut these days.
Brad’s hand appeared in front of his vision ad his fingers snapped “Hey…Tom…Yoo-hoo… over here…look up.”
Snapped from his revere he blinks “wha? Oh yea” he smiled sheepishly.
Brad spoke first “Ok, you see the green light is on and fleshing, it means program complete…”
Tom cocked his head “what is that number, 167?”
Brad smiled “it’s the number of times the program as cycled…”
Tom stammered “wait, she has been brainwashed 167 times? Isn’t that a bit excessive?”
Hans spoke up “Do you know how many times she has escaped since before? Christ Tom.”
Tom nodded “Point taken”
“Besides” Brad said “her pathways have only been re written, she needs that release of those, whatchamacallits…”
“Endorphins” Hans supplied.
“Yea them, while she is conscious. Now.” he pointed to a small button on the side of the restraint bed “Everything is automatic, press this button and the intubation tubes will retract, the bed has its own power source so no worries there.” Brad smiled.
Hans spoke up “They have both been under for weeks, so do not be surprised if it takes an hour or 2 for them to come around. And remember, her climax must be while she is completely conscious. Bringing her to climax while not conscious will be useless. Her brain will begin to heal itself the moment you disconnect her, but it should take several weeks to return to her normal.”
Tom looked worried “what if I am not able to do it…”
Brad shook his head “get used to a long prison term, or worse” he nodded to Hippolyta
Tom swallowed nervously as Hans explained.
Picking up what looked like a clear oxygen mask Hand continued “Once the intubation is finished, you can put her back under with the face hugger, this will go over her face for when you sleep and such and will keep her out, just don’t get too close to it or you will go ni ni too.
“Ok I think I get the picture.”
Hans smiled and nodded “I did a fertility scan on her this morning, both these women have ovulated, and the ovum is in their fallopian tubes. There is no way I can make them ANY more fertile so…if you use them…”
“I know I know” Tom said now taking them both Hans ad Brad by the arms, Trigonia and Antiope following of their own accord, and pushing them toward the door “If I have any more questions I will ask.”
Brad smiled at Hans as the doors swung closed in their faces and locked
Hance adjusted his uniform and said “That was rather rude…you think he likes his presents?
Brad smiled “Lucky kid” and then looked around “Hey where’s Daniel?”
Daniel felt himself gripped by the nape of his neck by some force, caused him fly thru the air smashing his face into the solid rock wall. Blood began to pour from his mouth and nose.
With his face pressed against the cold stone, hot blood pouring down his chin onto the white toga, he heard a feminine voice.
“How do YOU like it you evil piece of filth?” The young feminine voice said.
Daniel felt himself hauled around like a doll, and a young, fair face framed by straight jet black hair came into focus.
W…wondergirl?” he stammered as he felt her hand reach under his toga and grasp his soft scrotum for a moment it felt extremely pleasant until… SQUEEZE!
“Unnngh!” he gasped as the pain and a wave of nausea hit him.
The Fair face, ruddy with rage and a vicious scowl spat in his face “you MURDERED my sisters!…enslaved them! enslaved my Mother and my sister!” she squeezed harder “Do you know how much I have to hold BACK right now? It’s like living in a world of tissue people! I could crush you and shove these down your throat!” spittle flewfrom the angry teen’s mouth hitting him in his face.
Hardly able to breath hanging from her grasp Daniel squeaked out “Y…you…need…me…”
Donna Troy seethed. She had been watching these monsters take their liberties and perversions out on her family for weeks. Now she had the bastard responsible for it… but he was right. If she were going to free her family and her people, she needed him and what she had planned would be its OWN form of justice.
“I SHOULD kill you now…” she released his testicles holding him by his scurf in front of her “But fortunately for you, you are right. I need you, but once I free the Queen…you will have the Queen’s justice and your death sentence.”
Still Stunned Daniel’s eyes widened as he watched Wonder Girl draw back her head, and headbutted him right into his injured nose Everything went black.
Wonder girl dropped the offending male and stepped over him with Disdain. Gathering her golden lasso she bound his wrists behind his back and his feet together, and with the strength of the Amazons threw him ass up over her shoulder. Gripping his legs she began to walk “Welcome to MY world usurper…when you awaken I will make you wish you were never born.”
She walked off into the night.
Once Tom closed the door, he turned and moved toward the Two captive women, virtually ignoring his nude school principle, chained to the floor. He callously shoved Hippolyta into a corner with his eyes fixed on Wonder Woman, his heroine.
Trembling with excitement Tom stepped beside her, reached out and felt the warm rubbery clear latex around her breast moving his hand around in little circles to run the soft clear rubber along the flesh.
Her breast deformed in his gently grip as he caressed it. The rubber was suppler than her skin, and warm from her body and he enjoyed the feel as her flesh beneath slipped under the clear rubber with the copious amounts of clear lubrication seeping out and running down under her arm.
He smiled as Wonder Woman tried to arch at his touch, but he was unable to feel her nipple for the suction hose on it. To his delight her moan was stifled by the endotracheal tub down her throat.
Tom smiled “Are you that sensitive to my touch wench?” he said to himself.
“W…what are you going to do with her?” Came the voice from the center of the room.
Tom turned, realizing Victoria was still there, the chain on her ankle clinking softly as she walked, nude, to sit on the bed.
“What do you mean, what am I going to do with her?” He said pressing the disengage button on the side of the restraint bed. “I am going to rape the SHIT out of her!”
With a soft whirr the clear gastric, endotracheal and nasal tubes deflated and retracted from her mouth and nose…between her legs the anal and vaginal tubes retracted leaving just the masks and cups suctioning gently to her body.
Victoria knelt beside the regular bed to watch, her knees spread, and her hands palms up on her thighs.
“They outright told you they have pumped her up with enough fertility and science that she is completely…vulnerable.” Victoria said with a shiver watching the young lad readying himself for the act she knew was coming.
Tom removed the face hugger mask and hung it beside the bed, watching her breathing on her own now. Taking a hold of the suction tube on each breast, Tom pulled slowly but firmly and the mighty Wonder Woman’s bare breasts distended as they pulled up, caught in the suction until with a slurping ‘flump’ they snapped away, causing the glistening breasts to bounce back, sag and pout with gravity.
He stood there gazing a moment on those magnificent glands, completely bare and revealed to him.
“I am going to rape her brains out” he said again, softly, leaning over her unconscious body while sliding both of his palms on the slippery glistening breast flesh. Squeezing them exploring them, kissing them and there was nothing the heroine could do about it except moan softly.
Now Tom could feel the stiff nipples as the famous woman now arched and squirmed like the worm she was against her restraint now giving a loud soft pleasured “Uuuohhhhh…mummph…
The moan was cut off as Tom covered her mouth with his and forced a brutal hard French kiss on her.
Her lips were so soft, and moist as he forced his tongue deep into her mouth.
Victoria watched with awe as her student’s hand took a hard grip on the crown and chin of the heroine, holding her head as his tongue pushed her cheeks from within, he looked like he was licking her tonsils as he forced the brutal kiss on her and there was absolutely nothing Wonder Woman could do to stop him.
Even in her sleep Diana was surprised by the intrusion, and the feel of something soft going to the back of her throat. She did try to turn her head, but Tom’s hand gripped her soft throat and forced himself on her feeling his arousal growing.
Victoria watched her student with pride, half laying on the bound and drugged woman.
Wonder Woman desperately tried to break the intimate kiss but the young lad held her firmly molesting one of her bare breasts as the slumbering amazon slowly seemed to learn and accept the aggressive touch until she lay passively allowing Tom to explore her with complete impunity.
Tom, half atop Wonder Woman’s sleeping form, felt her conform, moving her tongue against his without any coordination. He kept her mouth sealed with his own, felt her nose, and warm breath against his cheek violating her lips until he broke the kiss.
For Victoria, this was really hitting home. This was not just her…she was a nobody. This was a capable woman heroine who had fought for thousands of years and won…
A part of Victoria, one almost silenced, took a chance:
“I...was just thinking, so far…all you have done could be…I mean you really will be raping her Tom, if you rape her now, you’re going to impregnate her do you understand what that means? I mean to REALLY impregnate her? You will finish her off as a heroine… for good.”
Tom thought about that moving to stand in front the flaccid princess. He should have been shocked, but why was his cock so damned hard? He grasped the clear rubber straps covering her sex, pulling them from her hips.
Her soft perfect labia, her PUSSY, was there before him, glistening from the lubricant, her’s or the machines he didn’t know. They were smooth, bald and pierced. Soft creases blushed slightly red where the harness had been framing her cunt as if showcasing it on display. The her bare sex, slightly spread from the tube.
He slid his hand up her smooth inner thigh to palm her sex as he had her breast. It was perfectly soft warm, slippery and parted easily for his index finger that he rammed into her, exploring her body and causing her to squirm again.
Something within him told him to listen to Victoria…that he should stop…but he ignored it. Instead he slid his middle finger in as well, listing to her give a pleasured moan and feeling her muscles clench pleasantly around his fingers as he gently twisted it right and left explored her cervix and masturbated her.
Wonder Woman creased her brow. Even in her sleep she didn’t want this, she turned her head right and left and tugged at her arm restraints moaning “N...no…n... not…again...pl... please…..”
That was all it took, Something in Tom responded to a super heroine, pleading with him, begging him…at his mercy…Tom could contain himself no longer! Victoria watched the young stallion crawl atop his captive mare his erection obvious and ready to finish off the helpless heroine. A powerful thick serpent looking to claim a warm cozy cave as she watched the male position the head of the serpent at the heroines unprotected lips. Just as Tom had done to her, and her pulse quickened.
Tom smiled down. Wonder Woman was too out of it for a climax to finish her “but I am going to have you no matter what.”
Tom braced with one arm, using his other to grasp his erection and drag the head of his cock up and down between her unprotected sex. The soft lips evolved for just this purpose, pleasuring a male and with no way to resist, deformed and parted around the head of his cock and clung warmly to it.
Tom grinned down whispering to her “Your helpless” and indeed she was.
Unaware, Dinna Prince moaned like a tart and struggled weakly again as her sub conscious felt her unprotected sex part.
Victoria watched her student his cock positioned at Wonder Woman’s entrance tease her, opening her up for the penetration. Despite the act being wrong, Victoria smiled with some satisfaction, she had taught Tom much about women.
Above her as she tried to resist Tom leaned in, taking in the soft scent of her raven black hair and pauses his penetration to whisper into her ear
“Shhhhh….shhhhhh be quiet…just let it happen.”
The machine must have done something, because the beautiful amazon seemed to calm as if resigned to her fate.
Seeing this Tom moved in for the kill, lifting his hips and thrusting in firmly, while bring his mouth down on hers\as their pubic bones met, his serpent violating the sacred temple as he enjoyed the feeling of penetrating her fully. The amazon’s struggle was a losing one as the virile male above her began to rut her.
Diana’s stomach tightened and she gave a soft, animalistic grunt as Thomas Boone hilted his cock deeply within her body, sheathing himself as he took her to his balls. He paused to feel her a moment before he pulled back thrusting again firm and hard arching his back as her own hips tried to raise to meet his,.
Diana was slowly recovering from the sleeping gas, but she was still far from awareness. As if on an auto pilot her body tried one last time to resist, trying to turn her head again, trying to protest as Tom lay atop her, trapping her head to force another kiss on those soft lips.
Slowly, Tom was winning, the woman’s body began to shift from resistance to NEED.
Tom’s look was one of wild unbridled lust as he began thrust quickly like a crazed rabbit. His venomous serpent invading Wonder Woman’s temple, waiting to spit it’s venom within her and kill what was left of the heroine, leaving only his thrall.
As he dominated her, Tom was aware of the muscles of Diana’s body, the warmth of her sex, the head of his cock pressed in its own kiss against her cervix as his climax built.
Tom went at his own pace, continuing his forced his, exploring every inch of her mouth with his tongue, sliding his arms under her to pull his body closer to hers and, when he was ready, he broke the kiss arching his back above her; his hips pressed to hers and sprayed his seed all over her cervix. The Serpents deadly venom desecrating and calming the temple of Aphrodite.
Tom’s libido delivered a full dozen pulses of his virile seed directly into Diana Prince’s body. She lay beneath him, dominated and helpless.
Once his climax had subsided, he lay atop her. holding warmly into her body and caressing his property, his trophy.
He panted heavily as he recovered, relaxing and enjoying the warm after glow. When HE was ready, Tom simply pulled out of Wonder Woman’s violated pussy and moved to sit by Victoria. She felt his hand slid around her shoulder, and she hugged herself to the lad’s leg lovingly.
Wonder Woman’s sex now oozed the pearly white semen that Tom had left within her, the lad’s seed already seeking the Amazon’s eggs with no one to stop them.
Slowly Tom leaned back against the back of the bed and pushed Victoria’s face toward his groin.
Victoria knew what was being commanded, and she watched the young man take a deep breath as she took his length into her mouth to lick and suckle their combined juices and clean the young master.
Slowly, Danial became aware. His nose hurt, his head throbbed, and he slowly pushed himself off the cold stone of the filthy floor. As the fog in his head began to clear, he looked around and saw a pair of white booted feet. He was in a cave. Looking up the shapely legs, clad in black leather with white points that made it look like a star field, Wonder Girl stood haughtily, looking down at him. She lifted her foot and pressed his face back to the cold filthy stone under her sole.
Daniel slowly drew his knees up, with effort, to cradle his bruised scrotum where she had tried to kick them into his throat, his face trapped under her boot on the floor.
Donna Troy smiled smugly down at the monstrous invade she felt little pity and a great deal of satisfaction. The satisfaction a triumphant warrior feels.
Despite his aches and the angle, Daniel could look up her body, past the wet gusset and camel toe of her crotch to admire the girl’s young cleavage from this unique angle. The strap of the uniform went around her neck holding up the top of the one piece containing her breasts. She was young, an “A” or a “B” cup at most pressing against the dark leather holding them.
Wonder Girl held the coil of her golden lasso in her hand and stepped off the male’s neck. The high heel of her booted feet echoed off the cave walls as she walked slowly around him, the sun providing light thru an opening at the top as she watched him struggling to his knees. “Good morning” she smiled darkly with both satisfaction and disgust. She caught his gaze at her chest “You filthy pig, even injured and facing execution you males think with the smaller head.” She paused as if to look to the heavens “I suppose it is not your fault, the gods gave men two heads, but only enough BLOOD to run ONE at a time. You FOOLS do you realize what you have done? What is going to happen when the amazons free themselves?”
Daniel looked down, his toga was tattered, and he knelt on the cave floor. Somehow one of the mind adjustments tables was there, with them.
“Take it as a compliment… your THAT attractive” he said with a cracked voice. He licked is sore split lips and he was sure his nose was broken “But you won’t kill me.”
Angry at the captive’s flippant defiance she flicked the golden lasso like a whip striking him on his chest and watching him wince
“I won’t, but when my mother, the Queen is free, you shall be drawn and quartered! Do not think because we are heroines, we are constrained to be nonviolent! You invaded OUR land! You are in OUR country given to us by the Queen of the Gods herself! You KILLED, enslaved and raped my Sisters, and you WILL pay with your life!”
Danial winced as a red welt appeared across his chest He was too weak yet to stand, and his head still rang, The force with which she had slammed his head into the stone of the ceremonial chamber might have fractured his skull, he couldn’t tell, but she could have crushed it like a sparrows egg had she wanted.
“Well it’s either that or you will be kneeling at my son’s feet with your mother and sister.”
Donna sought to fight back, readying the loop of her lasso and looping it over his neck like a dog leash.
“Do you know what Drawn and quartering IS, mortal? Each of your limbs will be tied to a horse while you’re alive, one at each compass point, and they will pull you apart, slowly, and any body parts that resist…well I will be there with an axe to HELP facilitate the process” She smirked punctuating each word.
Donna then leaned against the wall crossing one leg “What do those tables do. You brought enough of them...” She held the lasso. “This is Lasso of Hestia...It will...”
“Compel me to tell the truth.” Daniel finished for her. “You don’t need it I will tell you everything and anything you want to know. You know I am telling the truth because it is around me now.”
The pang of guilt Donna felt seeing the man on his knees cradling his bruised genitals, was completely covered by the satisfaction at seeing this…animal brought to amazon justice by her. She continued to walk around him, like a lioness sizing her prey, still holding the lasso as it wrapped around the…man.
“You will forgive me...” She said flicking her wrist so another coil of the glowing lasso to encircle her prey; her black leather unform clinging to her body as if painted on and matching the color of her raven black hair perfectly “…If I remain skeptical. Now, tell me how this diabolical machine works, and how do I save my family and my sisters.”
Daniel struggled to finally stand. “I am not the expert, you should have captured Brad, the lad in the tuxedo tee shirt, but I will tell you what I know.”
He was shaky but he walked to the table. “May I ask how you came by this?”
Donna flicked her head so her hair would land over her shoulder “You brought enough it was not hard to take one unnoticed, most of them are no longer being used, now answer my question.”
Danial could feel the effect of the lasso on him, he had experienced it before with Wonder Woman’s Lasso when they had experimented with it.
“The device is not ‘magic’ it is science.” He reached out to pick up the face mask and the IV needle “Small robots, called nanites, many times smaller then a human cell, are introduced to your body; thru the respiratory tract, anally, VAGINALY… directly into the blood stream along with, I am told, a cocktail of anesthetic, anti-anxiety and psychotropics. Something to do with GABA receptors and neural stimulators. The nanites are programmed to migrate to the central nervous system.”
He set down the tubes and picked up the helmet “Then the computer is programmed to begin flashing test images to the subject’s subconscious…Images designed to evoke a choice response. For example, losing a loved one or petting a kitten.”
Donna listened as she competed another walk around this man, another loop around his body like a spider wrapping her prey.
Daniel went on “there are 2 types of nanites, positive and negative. The Negative are attracted to the area of your brain that engenders free will… and are programmed to begin a neural pruning, severing any connection engendering free will, and settling into the cell nuclei, while the positive learn and reinforce anything to do with pleasure.”
Daniel smiled setting down the facemask and picking up the vagina and anal tubes” what they learn they put to good use, as the subject…GURK!”
Danial stopped, his face turning red as the coil around his neck tightened like a python at the girls thought.
“They are NOT ‘SUBJECTS’ those are my FAMILY and Sisters!” She willed the rope to loosen.
Daniel rubbed his throat as he could breath again “As you wish, as your MOTHER he said with a glint in his eye, seeing Wondergirl regret her hasty command “is pleasured, physically and mentally the positive nanites reinforce THOSE cells.”
“The realization of the awesome perversion was immediately evident on Donna’s face “you DESTROY free will and make servitude physically and mentally pleasant.”
“Moreso” Daniel smirked “Your MOTHER” he emphasized again “retains her identity, her memories, hell I assume she even knows what she is doing is humiliating, degrading and wrong but her focus, her satisfaction, her MOTIVATION becomes one of serving men.”
Donna was thinking, still holding the glowing lasso “…but she has no free will to refuse.”
“Yes, and she is literally programed to lose her free will ONLY with males, and it doesn’t stop there…”
Donna looked up horrified and increased her grip on her lasso, subconsciously making the coil snug the monstrous man tighter “continue…I compel you to tell me.”
Daniel continued, the lasso not affecting him as he wanted to tell her “Depending on what the subject wants, your mother’s reactions can be...manipulated. The taste of my semen can taste to HER like vanilla soft serve…my foot could smell like rose, whatever seems MOST pleasant to the woman ensnared…if she wanted my ass could taste like chocolate. The best part is, I don’t have to think of it, she will distort the sensation into whatever most pleases her sese of taste and smell. ”
If the foolish male wanted to piss her off it was working “you…MONSTER, you mean my mother KNOWS she is humiliating herself… knows…what she is swallowing…but…”
Daniel finished for her “but it can be absolutely pleasant for her. Oh…taking her up her ass will still be painful… but in her mind she will be the perfect masochist…so we get the reaction we want…seeing her wince or watching her gag reflex on the length of some guys cock…”
Donna felt sunned…lost “but…WHY? Why not just take their free will…make them your slaves.”
Daniel smiled more, his cracked lips bleeding “We don’t want a robot, hell if we wanted THAT, why attack you? We could just make something to obey and a slave that is miserable will seek escape…”
The sheer enormity of this man dawned on Donna “You want a slave, that can anticipate! One that can use her own experiences to be creative. To debase herself for your physical pleasure!”
Daniel nodded stroking the table now “I think it is quite ingenious her life becomes one dedicated to pleasing her master, above all else, and regardless of what is requested of her, and she will experiment and improvise to that end and the exclusion of all else.”
Her anger now white hot, Donna Troy gripped the lapels of Daniels Toga and slammed him into the sheer rock face. With satisfaction she felt several of his ribs break and may have even cracked a few of his vertebra.
Spittle flew from her lips as she was inches from his face “Tell me why they need to orgasm and how to reverse this or I do not care ,by the gods I will slowly kill you with my bare hands.” She reached down to grasp his bruised scrotum again.
Daniel winced in pain, a spasm running up his back “GAH! YOU HAVE AN IMMUNE SYSTEM…” He started out yelling but caught his breath
“The nanites are still an invader. They fight to do the pruning but the immune response fights to destroy them and repair the body. It is a close contest but the nanites cannot win, slowly, without fresh infusions the nanites would be eradicated and the nanites obliterated”
Donna was thinking as her grip tightened “so???”
“So act of climax is a conscious one.” Daniel winced in pain feeling her grip around his privates tighten threateningly in spite of the lasso making him tell the truth. “The nanites cannot learn to stimulate the pleasure centers until the subject climaxes of her own free will… that also released endorphins…”
Donna blinked and slowly released the man before her “And Dopamine reduced the immune response.”
Daniel fell back to his knees cradling himself “Yes, and with that, the nanites learn to regulate the body immune system...the neural pruning becomes permanent and irreversible.”
Donna looked back, her resolve strengthening “The fates said if My sister, mother and I succumb, that the Amazon race will stay at your feet…but if not, they would be freed. I have witnessed that you have already forced this…conscious climax, on all my other sisters. If what you say is true, that it is permanent and irreversible… how are they freed?”
Daniel looked up that the dominating female “I honestly do not know… The free will imperative is only in effect with males…so expel the males and the affected females are no longer required to obey…they also tend to imprint themselves on the males they spend time with so that not just anyone can turn the woman against her master…Add that to the fact you have you have extraordinary abilities. Time travel, healing… but I do know if we have ALL of you…no one is left to seek those avenues and on an island that literally no one else on this planet or any other knows where you are…”
Donna was furious and reached out gripping the man’s scalp in her hand and lifting him from the ground with one arm. Watching him struggled and flail
“Well funny man” She said laying him on the table “Lets see how your OWN device works on you.”
Flipping the switch, she watched the table restrain him as she had seen so many of her sisters restrained.
Daniel did not bother to struggle, feeling the tubes pressing against his anus, the IV arms pierce his skin, the mask and helmet descend over his vision. “You may get me, but my son shall ensnare even your gods…”
That was the last words Daniel spoke as he felt the gas release, and the tubes extend up his nostrils and down his throat. The last he felt was the soft feminine cups over his flat chest and his male anatomy, he felt his lower half adapt into a sort of…milking apparatus for his length…and then he stared into the beautiful colors.
Donna Troy stood watching this. She watched the man’s eyes droop and he began the blank stare into his own machine. As she watched the light beside his head flashing red. The readout read “Conversion < 1%.” She sat down. She HAD to stop this, and she was the amazon’s last chance. But she could not do it without this man. He would be her thrall, he would help get her in and get her to his son and she would stop this, but for now she had to wait for this perverted machine to do its job.
“Enjoy it monster” she said with a sneer moving to look out over the land “I am coming Mother…I will not fail you.”
Princess Diana of Themyscira was slowly becoming aware. Her first thought was she was aware of was she was in a comfortable bed, she felt so utterly relaxed, peaceful, refreshed. Next, she was aware she was naked, and there was the gentlest whip of a breeze against her nipples causing them to grow firm and hard, and her sex became .... wet?
“Wait a moment” she thought to herself. She had fallen asleep naked on the beach many times a breeze had never done THAT to her. Granted, Morpheus had brought her some of the most erotic dreams in her long life. Images of hugging a strong firm male, his length pulsing in her hand…her mouth. Morning saw the highest level of sexual hormones, what males called “morning wood”, but this morning felt like to rubs with her hand… “Wait…what?” her hand wouldn’t move. She opened her eyes. This was her mother’s bed chamber…how did she… Suddenly she was bolt awake. She tried to sit up. She was bound…trussed up like a goose for dinner. Smooth metal rings about her limbs, her body her neck…Then everything rushed back to her. The auction, Daniel Boone, her partner, his betrayal. She was more than trussed; she had been sold AS livestock at a tidy price.
Actaeon had actually successfully impregnated her and had a son by her and was likely on his private island right now enjoying his ‘retirement’ with the money from selling her, with her son and with the triumph of what he had done to her. Craning her neck to look around, feeling the cool unyielding metal ring about her throat. This was as close to a panic she had ever come, and she had to fight to keep her head. There was a strange woman, not an amazon, chained naked in the room… WHO had she been sold to?
She had expected Daniel. Her mother, the Queen…oh Gods no this IS Themyscira! … HOW did they FIND it?
Diana got a look at how she must be trussed as her mother lay reclined comatose, a Green light flashing beside her that read “Mind conversion 100% Complete.”
“No!” THAT was what they had done to Hawk Woman! Shayera! Had they done that to her mother…to her? Great hades no.”
Then her eyes fell on... “To gluck!..” her throat was irritated from the endotracheal tube, she tries to swallow her voice hoarse “To omy…Tom?” she rasped. The boy was clad in a Greek Toga that left little to the imagination and great Zeus, her eyes fixed on the boys groin. Tom was hung like a MOOSE! Apollo himself would be put to shame”
“Wait! Where did THAT thought come from?” she though as she could not tear her eyes away from the boy’s privates as he picked up two golden goblets.
Was this the effect of this infernal machine? Is this what Shayera felt? What her mother was feeling? Wonder Woman did not want to believe it but she began to suspect the enormity of the betrayal. It would make sense that Daniel would bring his son, and heir here… to try and continue his dynasty and legacy, but she knew Tom as a good lad, was he here as a fan to recuse her or…”
Tom sidled up beside her, sitting on the reclined bad and gently lifted Diana’s head “Wine? Or water?” he asked. “Wine…” Diana rasped. Tom brought the rich mulled and honeyed red wine to her lips. And she drank, the alcohol stinging her throat briefly but soothing it.
She lay her head back and looked at the handsome young man. Catching her breath, she found her voice returning.
“Tom, what am I doing here, what are YOU doing here… my mother…your fath ohhhh!!!!!” He felt the young hand on her soft bare breast and it sent a shockwave of pleasure thru her.
“Shhhhh” Tom smiled very gently groping the large soft bare breast and watching his heroine squirm “I know you have many questions” he leaned in to place a kiss on her lips “but later.” He had spent the last two hours recovering his arousal from his first ravishment of her, now that his initial lust was slaked, he could take his time.
Oh by Aphrodite this lad knew how to kiss, she clenched and unclenched her hand getting even wetter between her legs, she tries to reach out to pull him to her, but she was held fast….no WAIT…she started to share her head violently forcing the young boy to break the kiss.
“Tom! Stop...get OFF me” She said angrily “If I was ever your friend…cover me with a sheet and find a way to release me so I can stop this.”
Tom smiled down “you are going to be much more than my friend… you are going to be my abject slave!”
There it was, the betrayal revealed. The young lad was her final challenge “Tom you can’t…please.
Tom smiled, seeing the heroine he had undressed countless times in his mind, fully naked, and now begging him… if he could get any harder he did not know how…running his hand down her soft body to her even softer balled pussy, just slipping his finger into her and watching her lunge against her restraints “Shhhhhh Diana…just let it happen….”
Diana steeled her resolve, the nanites had made his every touch stoke the fires of her lust to the point she almost could not think. Almost…
“Let it HAPPEN? Tom do you HEAR yourself? If...if you do not want to be a hero…I will have fight you…”
Tom smiled and moved down to kiss her turgid nipple “I was hoping you’d say that..”
“UNGHH! Tom!” she said desperately as the spike of pleasure went from her nipple right down to her sex, not knowing the lad had already had his way with her before he woke her “you…you can’t get me pregnant again….please.”
Tom smiles “I like it when you say please” twisting the meaning so it sounded like she was saying impregnate her again please.
The thought that she had pleased him sent relief thru her body and for a moment she thought she had finally reached the hormone driven youth. She felt the weight of his warm body lift from her body, but the moment was dashed when Tom taped the control panel.
Wonder Woman felt the mechanism lift her up and fold and suddenly she found herself bent over, her ass in the air, her face down looking at the floor.
Tom stood back to admire an unobstructed view of that smooth tight ass. Doggie style had often been his favorite fantasy.
From her vantage point, Victoria stayed silent, she rubbed her belly, she was already pregnant, but at least the lad now had another target to give her a break.
Diana felt his hands slide over her rump, as he walked around her.
Craning her head up Diana was rewarded with a close up view of Tom’s uncircumcised cock and, beneath, the warm soft scrotum. “How in the world could anyone be THAT handsome and well endowed?” Diana had to shake herself aware…WHY did she keep thinking that?
Tom stepped closer gently stroking her silken raven hair and pressing his groin against her nose “I will give you a choice…suck it off I will go in dry.”
Diana managed to wrinkle her nose in disgust despite the…incredibly arousing scent of musk and rose, exactly how she would have thought her first love, Steve Trevor would have smelled…and the skin…warm…soft…slightly moist.” Now there it was again…she had to block those thoughts…but he did smell good.
Her voice muffled she tried again to break her bonds, but she had been bound by a man…she was helpless “Anything you put in my mouth I am going to bite off…”
Tom Boone glanced back at his Principle, Victoria, and over at the captive Queen as he stepped around Wonder Woman. It amused him that Victoria had her hand, discreetly between her legs…playing with herself.
He stepped up behind the helpless woman, ready right now to end her heroine career, all he had to do was get her to climax, a test of skill and wills.
Her smooth bare back was stretched out before him, and he ran his hands along her spine, a gentle caress down to her hips, her flanks, her ass. Leaning over to kiss between her shoulder blades, tenderly in contrast to the brutal ass fucking he was about to get her.
He felt inspiring gratitude toward Victoria, without his time with her, he would be so nervous he’d be a limp noodle…and awe for his father’s planning.
Sliding his hands under her belly to tease around her pubic mound, finding and smearing the seed he had already left in her womb. This was control…this was power. Wonder woman herself could not make him stop, and he was going to force her to unwanted pleasure.
Normally Tom would not consider anal as a way to force pleasure, but if what he understood of this machine…he could flog her within an inch of her life and leave her trembling in arousal...he had to test this…his reached down and spread her firm cheeks.
Diana had felt this before, bent over like a bitch, her arms and legs bound, she felt two thumbs press between the cleft of her buttocks and felt him spread her.
Tom could hardly breath with his lust. The smooth cheeps opened showing a perfect view of her unprotected pussy and above it, the perfect pucker of the great Wonder Woman’s anus.
“I bet this hasn’t seen the light of day in a LONG time” he said marveling at the perfection. Not a single blemish or discoloration, simply alabaster skin pulling together as the wrinkled pucker of the sphincter.
Diana steeled herself resolved not to climax, if she climaxed, she was lost but that could not prevent the long soft moan that ripped from her throat when she felt him press the dry head of his cock against that pucker.
Tom was ready to mount her…she had been used by others, but her journey had given her ass time to firm up…he gripped the crest of her hip bones and leaned over…thrusting in dry.
For Diana it was her first rape allvover again, the burning sensation as the male anatomy entered her lower intestine, forcing its way past the gate, the feeling of intestinal cramping as her body tried to expel the invader, giving nothing but pure pleasure to her rapist.
From this vantage point Tom could see his cock forcing the opening to stretch around him, he managed to force half his length into her body with the first thrust watching the wrinkled pucker stretch into a smooth round opening.
She lunged, she fought, desperately almost in a panic, anything to stop him, he even felt her bare down, causing the muscles to ripple pleasantly along his cock… this was 1000 times better than his principle.
Behind her, Wonder Woman felt the boy readjust his stance, lowing his hips for a stronger more powerful thrust that would finisher off. It burned like fire, he really WAS hung like a moose and it felt like he was ripping her apart, so why was she so wet, and aroused? She looked to the door, hoping someone, ANYone would come to her rescue.
Tom readjusted his stance gripped her hips and lunged…no one came to stop him or safe her, and he forced his cock into his base, his balls not bouncing against her sopping wet pussy.
Now completely in her bowel…Tom could concentrate on his own pleasure, the gates battered down he withdrew until only his head was lodged in and lunged again feeling her smooth ass press up against his belly as his violation got easier.
For Victoria, she watched her virile young student assault the bound heroine…he set up a good solid rhythm that would have pushed Wonder Woman and the entire bed across the floor if she had not been bent over and locked down.
Each time withdrew he thrust back in, to his base. To tom this was still relatively new so feeling his balls gently nudging Wonder Woman’s soft pussy below them and feel the warm fluids dripping down his scrotum was almost as intoxicating as the greasy sensation of her ass as she bore down trying to expel his cock and failing utterly at it.
Each thrust allowed him to mold his body around her ass, and Victoria could see the soft bum jiggle with the poundaging the heroin was receiving from Tom. Her student wasn’t holding anything back, he was hilting himself and trying to destroy and wreck Wonder Woman permanently.
Wonder Woman struggled, all semblance of heroinism lost for the moment as she tried everything, to clench her muscles, to relax them…she tugged at her bonds but they were as solid as the earth itself, and she panted…It hurt, it burned as her toes pointed.
When he leaned over her, sliding his hands up under her breasts to tease her nipples and kiss the nape of her neck, she felt herself slipping.
“Your finished Diana” Tom whispered with a smile. He would make his father proud… “give up…let it happen” his lips brushed her ear “Go with it.”
Wonder Woman grunted like an animal with each thrust, the boys youth holding him…she could feel her unwanted climax building, this had to be how it was for Shayera… she would not go down this way…she HAD to survive.
Her amazon mind grasp for a solution, feeling his thrust over and over…she turned her head…and whispered… “Y…yes…master”
Hearing the admission sent him over the edge, lunging her felt himself pulsing his pleasure deep into her body… her smooth ass snuggled up against his belly, as skin slid against skin, slippery with a light pleasant sweat.
He had done it… he had ass raped his heroine…he had put her in her place. He lay atop her catching his breath listening to her breath and feeling his length softening within her.
When he was completely soft, still sensitive he pulled back, admiring the still heavily panting defunct heroine. Unlike when he started an angry red ring now graced the anus contrasting the alabaster skin around it, sloppy with his white seed he was content to leave there. The muscled around her anus no longer quite as tight.
He gave the heroine a happy good natured wat on her tight ass and stopped.
“Wait a minute…” He walked over and grabbed Wonder Woman’s lasso and looped it over her head “Did you climax?”
She had hoped to bluff him, but she would settle for this, compelled to tell the truth she smiled wryly “No. I am an amazon warrior if I climax it will be of MY choosing…”
Tom smiled she was still free...she had tricked him to climax before she did…it was quite a feat of self-discipline… “A challenge, I like that.”
Tom tapped the panel putting her back on her back where he could see her. He was exhausted sweaty and would need a recharge…but this was not over.