Wonder Woman and the Justice League have interfered with vigilante justice once too many times. Intelligent men and women have come to take matters into their own hands in a way that will be acceptable to the halls of power and the rest of the world.
This will be a dark story and if you dislike dark endings this story is not for you.
It was early morning on Paradise Island and Tom Boone smiled and stretched enjoying the warm morning breeze on his bare body. He stood in Hippolyta’s, the now defunct Amazon Queen’s, bed chamber. In his mind he was trying to think of ways to disassociate the defeated Amazon ruler with a queen or any other kind of position of authority but it still felt awkwardly child like.
The room was solid marble, hewn from the living rock of the Island. The stone had neither seam or joint; decorated with rich lavish silks, finely hand carved wood and fur. The bed chamber that legend had it no male had ever seen under threat of having his eyes put out and there, positioned in the center of that room, standing at the position of attention, naked as the day they were born stood what was left of his childhood heroine, Wonder Woman, Princess Diana, and her mother, Hippolyta. Their smooth naked bodies glistened in the morning sun, their faces held peaceful smiles, their breasts pouting with the weight of gravity, hands by their sighs they stood with neither modesty nor shame string straight ahead, Tom imagined not a thought in their empty heads.
Tom stretched again and walked on the marble floor, his bare feet feeling the marble, made warm from the day and the volcanic origins of the island, approaching the two women he had tamed; Tom’scock was cool, the vaginal juices from Hippolyta still evaporating. Tom had reset Brad’s machine early last night to completely reprogram her a third time. He had seen too many stories of adversaries that took for granted their opponent’s resolve or were lackadaisical. No, if Brad was accurate, Forcing a climax would eliminate these women’s free will beyond ANY capacity short of time travel to restore.
Tom had “finished off” Wonder Woman last night, but for Hippolyta he had waited for what all men got, morning wood.
Tom smiled, his loins stirring at the thought of that. He quietly began circling the two women who stood quietly, impassively, hell PROUDLY, hands at their sides eyes straight forward, heels together feet at a 45 degree angle. Their unblemished skin glistened with a heavy coat of scented olive oil he had commanded them to apply to each other, their breasts pouted beautifully in the ocean breeze. Hippolyta with larger, pale pink areola abut the size of a quarter and thicker nipples sported gold nipple rings, while her daughter, Diana had dark chocolate Areola the size of a silver dollar sported silver nipple rings.
Hippolyta had been considerably easier to finish off, the idiot warrior had no experience with modern technology and after the third session with Brad’s device, it had thoroughly programmed her body to be hyper sensitive to sensual pleasure, When he had disconnected Hippolyta, she had nearly climaxed just from him blowing in her ear, even knowing it would leave her at his mercy for the rest of her life. Tom stepped behind the 2 women as he circled them, admiring his new property, their asses were bare and tight. Reaching out he ran his hands over the tight asses, neither woman flinching as he inspected them as any owner would his property. His eyes roamed freely from their bare shoulders down the spine to the cleft of their asses and down their legs. They had a runners build with 6 pack abs. And between their legs he could see the hint of the soft lips of their vulnerable pussies. He sidled up to his heroine and slid his hand freely between her thighs, his fingers caressing the wet lips of her pussy.
The Skin was warm, and smooth and tight except for the pussy itself. Tom didn’t think ANYTHING was as soft as a woman’s pussy as he watches his own fingers rub and part the soft flesh, Diana’s was wonderfully wet but what aroused Tom the most was, except for a sharp inhale of pleasure, not a single word of protest came from her. She was his now, more a toy for his pleasure than a person. Neither a protest nor a plea, not a moan nor a growl, the stupid bitch was silent, just as he had ordered and he was just free to enjoy and explore without all the emotional baggage and garbage he now realized every woman on the planet brought to the physical act of love. Wiping her own juices off his hand with Diana’s silken jet black mane, he stepped in front of the 2 women. Tom knew Diana was pregnant again, this time with his child, the Ultimate domination, her freedom of choice gone she would carry the child of whatever man he chose to give her to. It was still far to early to tell with Hippolyta, he had only bedded her this morning. Once she was disconnected, but still restrained, he had forced a kiss on her lips to shut her up, positioned himself between her soft nether lips and claimed her. With her body attuned to pleasure, she had climaxed 3 times before Tom had finished once but the look in her eyes with that climax as every neuron and ganglia associated with free will in her brain was fried and literally burnt out by her own endorphins. Nothing could replace the feeling of pleasure he got seeing that one thing, her free will, snuffed out permanently.
The same island and enchantment that have the amazons a near immortal life, super strength and agility; had made him a near sexual God. The average male lasted 30 seconds at most once he mounted a woman, an experienced male porn start might last a few minuets but Tom could choose to climax quickly or could hold himself off for an hour or more of continuous rutting. Likewise any man on the planet needed at least 10, maybe 20 minuets to ‘recharge’ where Tom found he could climax 3 or 4 times in quick succession before he needed that time.
The delicious irony of this came from Clio, one of the Amazons who had willingly joined General Blankenship and the invading force of males. The scribe of the Amazons,. She had told them, this effect on the male libido, was a throw back from ancient times when the Amazons had to replenish their ranks after battle. They would bring men here as slaves to breed with later turning those men and any male children into the Amazon war horses while keeping any female children as the next generation of Amazon warrior. The enchantment meant to both pacify the males and to get them to perform with as many females as possible in a short time. Of course the ancient Amazon warriors, their sexual desires repressed except with other women, sought to make the experience for THEMSELVES as pleasant as possible.
And now Tom stood in front of mother, and her daughter. His eyes roamed from their bare feet, up the smooth shapely legs to the copious pearlescent fluids pasted on their smooth bald cunts, each of their golden clit rings shining in the sun. Testimony to what had happened this morning,.
Tom smiled, “What am I going to call you Hippolyta? Calling you bitch, or slave, makes me sound like an adolescent kid in puberty just excited to be able to say a naughty word. Besides, I like dogs and want makes the word bitch so exclusive to women? I can’t call you Queen…”
Taking that as a Question Hippolyta replied “well my name IS Hippolyta, master, unless you want to change it.” Tom rubbed his chin, still admiring his handy work “Hmm yes, I suppose, oh well I will think on it, in the mean time, I give you both leave to call me something besides MASTER, you are both going to sound like broken records. You can call me Sir, or Mr. Boone, or whatever, just so long as it is respectful.”
Standing where she was, all night, Wonder Woman nodded with her mother. Having no free will was an odd experience. YES she was aware of who she was, all that had happened, even of the humiliation and injustice she was experiencing. She just couldn’t bring herself to CARE.
As Tom walked about the bed chamber her eyes tracked him. HE was what she cared about. She could admit to herself now that even before she had been brainwashed, he looked like a barely legal Adonis or a very young Apollo. He still had the lanky build of a child, but in that shadow stood the body of an incredible male. He had a firm flat stomach, glabrous skin, he had become confident and firm. Her eyes glanced lower, he had a magnificent ass and was hung like a damned moose. A wave of desire swept through her, programmed by her brainwashing, at just the thought of what Tom would be like when his body was fully developed.
The worst part of not having any free will, was the truths she had to admit to herself. No free will meant no lies, unless ordered to do so of course. To lie takes a conscious act, and her eyes lit on that beautiful sac between Tom’s legs under that thick soft length. To Diana, her fetish was a male’s scrotum, any male’s scrotum was the most erotic part of their body. It didn’t matter that Tom wasn’t even out of school yet and she was thousands of years older them him, Tom’s was absolutely perfect. Perfectly proportional to his length, smooth and nestled right where her eyes could see it. Even though she knew it was a programmed response, it made the hours of boredom staring straight ahead, nothing for her mind to do except fantasize about that sack, her muscles cramping, even lack of sleep was worth it, just to get a look at him, and a touch...it sent her desires and fantasies to the very fields of Elysium and left her hours to imagine what she could do to catch her master’s interest so he would let her serve him.
Diana was also aware she and her mother had been objectified. Diana had been sold like livestock, like property, and right now there were people reveling in the delights of the world with the money they had gained from her sale. But again she could not bring herself to care much about that no what she thought about was how she could please her master. Diana was fining it harder and harder to truly THINK at all any more. Her thoughts roamed the room with her eyes. Tom’s bed needed to be made. He was probably hungry, as her eyes dropped to his length again and her own stomach growled. If she really thought about it, swallowing some guy’s seed was NOT bad at all, the scent was arousing, she didn’t have to make a life or death decision, she could just LET it happen and if Steve Trevor had managed to bed her, she would have done that to please him with joy in her heart, so why deny she just loved sucking a guy’s cock, meanwhile the floors needed cleaning, Tom’s clothes needed washing and with Mother’s help they could get all their chores done, go work out in the training arena, and still have some time for some lesbian action before Tom and his guests came back.
Tom smiled looking at the women, he didn’t WHAT his Heroins’ thoughts were and was unaware in any case. They were just 2 beautiful prizes with a wonderful smirk, he slid his hand over Hypolita’s smooth bare ass gloating “2 down 1 to go… I just wish my father was here.” he was still worried about his father.
As if on cue, there was the sound of stone on stone A secret door opening from the floor at the foot of the bed. Step by Step Wonder Girl, Donna Troy, the raven haired adolescent sister of Wonder Woman herself, ascended the stairs. Her glistening mane flowed like liquid silk from the breeze coming through the window, wearing her silver boots, her black leather uniform that looked like a star field at darkest midnight contrasted her alabaster white skin, tight against her body. Blue eyes so deep one could drown in them, bare arms sporting silver bracers and upper arm bands and her Golden lariat coiled on a silver belt with the silver WW buckle.
“So you’re the son of the perverted rapist who desecrated this island and my family!” she said with a fierce fire in those beautiful eyes. “I see the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
Tom’s heart skipped a beat, she looked to be slightly younger then him, though she could be many eons older and she looked pissed, AND she had all her powers “W….where’s my father?”
Donna finished ascending the hidden staircase, her boots clicking on the marble “Slave HEEL!” she said with venom. Daniel Boone, a vacant look of a dull animal, ascended from the stairs to stand 1 step behind and to her left. He was clad in a simple tunic that looked like it was made of sac cloth. He was clean and except for a few bruises and a swollen lip, probably gotten when Wonder Girl captured him, he looked in good shape.
“What did you DO to him” Tom looked at his father, who seemed to be almost drooling on himself.
“Oh you like it?” she smirked “I put him in one of your own brain washing chamber...how do you LIKE it ASS hole? You like seeing your father a drooling mewling object to be used however someone likes?”
Tom curled his hands into fists at his side, blushing. Sure he had always known what he was doing to the women was wrong from the woman’s perspective; well ok it was WRONG, but it felt too good NOT to…”
“YOU destroyed him? DAMN IT there is NO WAY to RESTORE him!”
Donna smirked cocking her hip and cock her right leg, resting her right foot on her toes “Yea I know...Hey Slave...how about you LICK MY BOOTS!”
Daniel’s eyes came alive as he fell to the floor pressing his lips to the dirty silver boot as he began to audibly kiss the leather “I think this is a fair trade… You get my family I get yours” she let the disgust she felt at the act show in her voice as disgust for the boy. The man at her feet may be a pervert, a rapist and a slaver, but he was still a human being and she took no joy at having another human being groveling at her boots, but if this were to work…
Tom rushed forward only to be caught with a palm heel from Wonder Girl that sent him flying past the naked passive Hippolyta and Wonder Woman with a bone cracking impact into a marble column. “ARRGH!”
Donna felt intense satisfaction from that, finally striking back at the enemy, she lifted her boot from the simpering male and brought it down lightly in his face...pressing Daniel’s face down against the floor and gently grinding the sole of her foot into his cheek
“Oh gee Did that hurt? Maybe you could call your guard” she stepped down harder “Or maybe you could order my own mother and sister to attack me… oh...wait, you bound them and raped them...they only have a NORMAL woman’s strength.” She smiled leaning down to place her elbow on her cocked knee “I wonder what your father’s BRAINS will look like when I crush his SKULL… shall we see?”
The wind knocked out of him Tom set up...trying to gasp “N..no..w..wait….! Please!” He struggled to his feet.
“Please!? PLEASE!?” The young amazon warrior snarled “how many WOMAN begged YOU please!”
Tom knew he had to keep his wits about him...his father had always told him not to react to emotion. Wonder Girl was angry, if he could stay calm and think this out, maybe there was a way out “Please..I know… we attacked you, but you must want something or you would have already killed both of us.”
A part of Donna hated that he had seen through her so quickly, but time was of the essence, sooner or later someone would check on the boy and her plan could fall through. She shifted her weight slightly to keep her adversary pinned but not about to crush his skull like a grape “You know the prophesy as well as I do. Unless you do to me what you did to my family, The amazon’s WILL emerge triumphant, I am their champion now. Think about it, if that is true, it means that SOME how, there COULD be a way to reverse this, for my family AND yours. I offer an exchange. My mother and sister, for your father. And when I FIND the cure… it is made available to ALL.” Tom was about to answer when he heard a feline like growl. A pair of shining eyes emerging from the dark shadows with a fluid feline grace.
“Wrrrrowl… I suggest ANOTHER deal little tart!”
Both surprised eyes went to the shadows of a column by which the 2 naked slaves stood as a lithe yellow spotted from emerged, tail flicking excitedly. Cheetah smiled showing sharp animal like fangs, clothed inn only her soft fur, her foot falls unheard like a cat. “ “CHEETAH!” Donna immediately recognized her sister’s arch enemy, suddenly nervous, this was an unexpected turn “Why are you here? You are a woman...these males would just as soon make you a pet on a leash. What is your game?” she leaned back down a bit harder on Daniel’s face as the male was busy playing with himself….disgusting her further.”
Cheetah smiled sidling up behind Wonder Woman, putting her chin on Wonder woman’s bare shoulder and extending the feline claws on her hands she reached along to GENTLY run her claws up Wonder Woman’s bare stomach to her firm breasts and run then gently around the turgid nipples.
Wonder Woman was unable not only to move, she didn’t even WANT to move. The needle sharp claws felt delightful against her skin and though she had not been given leave to, she could not suppress a smile and a groan of pleasure.
Donna’s anger flared again as she watched Cheetah murr and nuzzle her sister’s cheek saying JUST loud enough to hear “Shhh kitten...soon.” then her Predatory eyes alighted back on Wonder Girl.
“Well you SEE” she said moving toward the befuddle boy, her hips swaying her tail moving in counterpoint, her own soft fur covered breast exposed as she now slid behind down to reach down and grope his exposed genitals “I and not misandrous nor opposed to pleasures of the flesh.” She smiled and very gently took Tom’s cheek between two fangs for a playful ‘love bite’ “Being on a collar and leash might be quite...EROTIC, for a time, and you’d be SURPRISED what a male will do for you if you do not LORD your body over them like it was a trophy to be earned.”
Donna Troy looked shocked, she had her hands full just with these males, and Cheetah routinely got the best of her sister, who was far better trained that Donna was as a warrior. The plan was going to tartarus and she had to get out.
“She glanced behind her for the nearest window to escape from, “Oh, Daniel and I are leaving. If EITHER of you...GAHH!”
Wonder Girl felt herself falling backwards off balance, when she had glanced behind her, it shifted her weight JUST off balance enough that Daniel seized her foot twisted and sent her sprawling against the bed.
Regaining her balance she saw Daniel stand up, spit on the floor and grab a cloth and begin wiping the smudge of dirt from her boot off his face. Daniel smiled.
“Miss me son?” he looked at Hippolyta and Dianna and around the room “I like what you’ve done with the place.”
Donna Troy made sure she was close to the window “HOW! I put you THRU that infernal machine!”
Daniel smiled..still trying to get the smudge off and looking for some water to get the taste out of his mouth and chuckled “It works on DNA! You ever hear of a “Y” Chromosome? I have one, you do not, you do not think we can program in a fail safe so it can’t be used against biological males?”
Donna had to get out. As long as she was free she could plan another rescue attempt, but if they captured her, did to HER what they did to her mother and sister, then the amazon’s fate would be sealed. Unfortunately the second and a half that thought took to form, Iron bars slammed down on all of the windows and doors.
Daniel smiled “Like them? I had them installed in case of JUST such an emergency.”
Donna smirked reaching for the bars “You think Iron bars can stop me?” she grasp the bard and yanked. A Yellow glow formed around the bars and they stood rock solid. “Wait what?”
Now it was Cheetah’s turn to smirk, buffing her claws against her fur and licking at the cow lick on young Tom’s head “Oh did I mention I imbibed them with MY power?”
Donna’s hands clenched tears forming in her eyes “COWARDS! Go ahead and TRY to take me, I will KILL myself first!?”
Cheetah held up her hands “Yes, you could likely kill yourself before we could do a thing, but before you do, You are being offered a chance at liberation under your own Amazon Laws. Trial by combat.”
Donna stood, her leather outfit was oppressively hot and she felt like she was swimming in sweat “W...why?”
Daniel spoke up, as Tom wished they would stop speaking around him, though Cheetah’s furry breast DID feel nice resting warmly on his shoulders “Because my Son must earn his spurs. If he is to one day take my place, it was earned by me…. And It must be earned by him. I am not gong to GIVE this to him….”
Donna looked wary and looked at the young lad “But I could break him in two with a single punch, and move so fast he couldn’t even see it coming.
Cheetah purred, a real purr not just how she spoke “As what happened with me, for the COMBAT only, I will imbibe Tom here as my Avatar, he will have my abilities, but only his own skill.”
Donna looked doubtful “e..even if I agree, how do I know you will keep your word?”
Daniel smiled “Do you have a choice? Kill you self? Surrender now, or fight and if you win, at worst have the leverage to escape at best, we give you your mother and sister and I know what your thinking, I would not even offer this, it is foolish except for the Olympian magic that gives you your abilities say an amazon must be defeated in combat and SUBMIT to truly be a slave.”
Slave, a word Donna Troy both hated and feared, but what choice did she have. “I guess I have no choice.”
Donna Troy looked around nervously in her mother’s bedroom surrounded by enemies. The last Champion of Thesmiscaria. She felt awkward, betrayed, dirty. She had been on the run for weeks now with only her tight leather uniform in the warm climate and her skin shimmered slippery with sweat.
She looked across the room at Cheetah and Daniel huddled around Tom, advising him on how to defeat her while her Mother and Sister stood naked and violated staring straight ahead.
Donna pulled her heroine uniform up as if it were a suit of armor. She knew her mother’s Vestments were now stored on display together with Diana’s panties, complete with wet spot stain, were on display in the next room. She also knew that every person in the room wanted to see her OUT of her uniform and if they had their way she would never wear a stitch again.
The young monster was turning her mother’s reception room into his personal trophy room to display his conquests. One glass case contained Diana’s famous uniform, bracelets and boots. Separated by a glass wall was a stand with straps and a clear face mask connected to a whose, no doubt meant to bind her sister within on display like her uniform. Next to that was a similar case with her mother’s Stola, but also her Mother’s Royal armor. Pinned to the outside like a trophy, was, for Diana, a pair of blue lace panties, the gusset stained from moisture, in her Mother’s case, a pair of lace white panties. Each had a plaque. She read the first one
“Wonder Woman, Defeated 4 July 2020, former Amazon warrior woman currently slave. Defeated with ridiculous ease by Daniel Boone. Worse, there was an empty glass case with Donna’s name on it.
It should have made her blood boil, but instead she was choked with caution. She had learned to deny fear was foolish, everyone had fear. Her entire nation had been brought to it’s knees. She walked to her Mother and Sister. They seemed to take no notice of her. The two bodies were magnificent. Donna was still a virgin but Amazon’s were quite naturally lesbians. While she had never considered sex with her family members still their bodies were flawless. Her sister’s larger breasts were her envy, while her mother stood shorter. Donna wrinkled her nose looking at the soft bare petals of their sex still plastered with the little monster’s semen. Undoubtedly left there as a point of pride that he had raped them.
Across the room Tom, still completely naked from his morning constitutional, was just as frightened. The Goddess Cheetah was running her claws over his chest as his father spoke to him.
“OK, Tom this is it. You can still change your mind if you want. I know Wonder Woman has been your hero for a long time.” Tom looked over his father’s shoulder at the bare asses of his 2 slaves and saw Wonder Girl crook a finger trying to clean his milky white seed off Wonder Woman’s pussy. Wonder Woman did not move or even acknowledge it as Wonder Girl looked around for something to wipe her finger on and fining nothing flicked her finger trying to remove the sticky substance.
“No…” he hoped he sounded more confident then he felt “I… Want to do this. I know Wonder Woman was my Hero, and a GOOD person… But I don’t want to be JUST Tommy Boone forever.”
Cheetah spoke next “Then you are ok with RRRaping her Thomas?” she said with an approving feline purr, her warmed furred hand slipping down unbidden to cup his balls “You surrrly and the equipment forrr it.” She licked her lips lightly.
Tom swallowed and nodded.
Cheetah leaned closed and whispered into the boy’s ear “Defeat her….and I will cone to you, and you will father a child by ME as well. I control fertility and I promise you, use that girl, and she WILL conceive, and so will I.” she chuckled rubbing her furry cheek against Tom’s. “You will have the super speed of a cheetah, you will have the vision, the instincts, and I will make you nearrrly invulnerrrable as she is It will feel quite naturral to you but yourrr timing will be off until you adjust to the new rrreactions…”
Daniel reached out to his son’s shoulder “Tom… this is it, this is where you earn your spurs, those spurrs will either be in HER” he glanced back at the Black leather clad Vixen “or in us. Remember your training, be ruthless. Get IN her head and stay there. If you get her, she is likely to cry, beg, plead… She is the last. All or nothing. Now are you SURE you want to take this innocent good Samaritan down? To take another human being and transform her from a person … to simple property?”
Tom stood a moment. There it was, the plain simple facts. By any standard Tom would be rejecting his entire young life, he would become a Super Villain. He looked up into his father’s eyes “I have never wanted anything so much in my life.”
Tom walked over to the Teen aged girl and offered his hand “Hello, I am Tom.”
Donna looked at the hand incredulously “You don’t expect me to shake that do you?”
Tom chuckled looking at his own seed clinging to the crook of her finger. He reached over and handed her a towel “Just as well not...you want to wipe that off?”
Donna looked down, she felt herself blush. At first she tried to hide her hand behind her back but then she realized how foolish that was and reached out to snatch the towel and wipe her finger off “Afraid of getting your own filthy seed on yourself rapist?” Tom chuckled, he was just doing this to mess with her. “Look, we don’t need to be enemies…” “DON’T NEED to be ENEMIES!?” she cut him off “You INVADE my homeland, enslave my sisters, rape my mother and sister, and you expect us to be what...friends?”
Tom gave her the most annoying look of an adult placating a child “Look Donna, in less than an hour you are going to be my slave and you will be having my children. We can do this the EASY way, or the HARD way.”
Donna stared at him “Aren’t you a bit full of yourself… so tell me, what is the EASY way.”
Tom shrugged “Take off that uniform, lay it at my feet put your hands behind your back so I can tie you up and submit.”
Donna smirked “and the HARD way?”
Tom shrugged “I beat the snot outta you and take you anyway”
Donna struck her best Heroine pose, fists on her hips “I’d like to see ya try.”
There was a suddenly blink of light, and the 2 found themselves in an arenas. Donna recognized it as the underground “Arena of the Gods” where the amazon’s would train, it was enclosed so there was no escape. Cheetah sat in Hippolyta’s Throne smirking, The naked Princess and Queen still standing at attention flanking either side of the throne, while the area was filled with men. Around the arena were weapons, Swords, whips, hot braziers, even a pool of water.
The combatants took sides at opposite ends of the arena Tom found his father there “Ok Tom, this is it, remember she is a woman, and she is a Hero, she is going to want to fight by the rules….Remember she is a WOMAN, use her anatomy against her….” Tom Nodded “How come I don’t have yellow cheetah fur and claws?” he asked.
Daniel looked at the dangerous amazon “Cheetah didn’t make you her avatar, she gave you some ability. Just remember the prophesy, we get her into that machine, you bring her to climax….and we hit it out of the park. Game over for them.”
Tom moved out into the arena. It felt weird being in the open without a stitch of clothing on like some kind of Beowulf, Tom could feel the hard rough hewn granite beneath his bare feet, the breeze on his exposed genitals and skin.
Daniel stood on the platform reserved for the Amazon Judge. Donna noticed 12 blank video screens had been installed above her mother’s throne, each one currently sporting a neon red lighted boarder.
One by one the Blank screen was replaced with “The Eye of Providence” The human eye at the apex of a Pyramid like seen on the back of the U.S. Dollar Bill.
Daniel turned to the Monitors “Gentlemen of the Illuminati, as your Supreme leader, number 13 of 12, you all know the rules. I must name a successor to train to lead you. I offer my Son, Thomas Boone. As per our oath, he must accomplish a deed worthy of leading you, one that will change the nature and increase our power, behind the scenes, in this world and promote male dominance. As per the oath, the vote must be unanimous, if any one of you think him unworthy, then he will not succeed me. I can not change or influence that. You will signal your vote by the green buttons each of you have, which will change the red boarder to green. At the end of the fight, win or lose, any red vote, the motion fails”
He turned to the combatants “let the contest commence.
Donna Troy moved to meet her opponent her lithe body taught and ready. She had never fought a naked male opponent before “well are you..”
Donna had to dodge as her opponent lunged with an incredible speed, but it was awkward, she caught his ankle as his body flew by and swung the lad hard launching Tom into the arena stone wall.
For Tom it was an all together strange sensation, when he lunged he was in no way prepared for the speed more stumbling forward than lunging. He felt the hand grab his ankle..and as his face crashed into the wall..he felt the stone fracture...he felt his senses ring, but other then a dull ache there was no pain.
Dazed, he got up...feeling his face, other then a small trickle of blood, there was no fracture no ripped skin.
Tom grunted as the young teen girl’s body slammed him, her fist cocked ready to give him the cope de grace right there. Ears ringing, he barely ducked as the Amazon fist crashed to her elbow into the granite wall. If it had hit him it may well of decapitated him. Desperate Tom twisted and rising saw Donna struggling to her her first free of the solid rock, he saw his opportunity, Balled his two fists together and brought them down HARD on the base of her neck.
He saw Wonder Girl stop, slowly turn her head, and the rock face exploded as she yanked her arm free.
Tom was forced to retreat with Donna in close per suit. “Get back here you filthy SLAVER” she spat. “I will make you PAY for what you did to my people!”
“That’s it!” Tom thought. He was not as strong as her, but he was more agile. He dated right, like a cat and watched the Amazon champion sail past, opening distance as she turned with her own cat light grace and was back on him chasing him around the arena “Get back her you filthy PERVERT”
Tom had an idea, running straight at the wall..he leapt feet first at the last moment and tried a back flip to reverse direction. He could not have made a bigger mistake, he ended up sailing back first upside down right into Wonder Girl’s clutches.
“Got cha!”
He saw her triumphant smile and felt her hands go around his neck. She man handled him like a doll, he felt himself slammed into the ground she dragged him headfirst into a marble column and he saw stars, his limbs went limp and his lungs began to burn, her fingers trying to crush his throat.
Donna was growing in confidence, the boy had ability but no practice and her righteous anger flared. She reached down to grip his exposed sack and began to slowly squeeze and twist “Now you little pervert we can do this the EASY way” She got nose to nose with him “or the HARD way.” Squeezing harder.
Tom gasped in pain, and everything was swimming one hand about his throat the other on his balls. There was still the dull ache, unlike the pain a normal human would feel..but the effects on his body were the same… He couldn’t let panic take him, she had first hit his head...a brain impact cause coup and contra coup, the Contra Coup affecting the back of his brain, his vision center, so his vision was swimming. Asphyxia, he was losing consciousness. Wait….what was it about vision….vision… HER EYES!”
Desperately flailing Tom brought up both hands inside of her choke hold, trying to drive her arms apart so he could breath. That did nothing, force on force, she was vastly stronger then her, but it had the desired effect, she was familiar with the move and gained confidence so when he drove up again and drove both thumbs as hard as he could unto her eye sockets, she let loose with a scream of pain and dropped him, falling back holding her eyes.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Tome realize 1 of 12 monitor’s had turned green, but he had bigger problems.
Tom fell to all fours, wonderful air rushing back into his lungs. Blindly he rolled expecting her to attack, he was not going to recover instantly.
From the Balcony Daniel watched anxiously as the two combatants writhed each trying to create distance between the other. His son swiping out with his hand and looking around dazed,, while Wonder Girl scooted back rubbing her eyes and squinting. Tom recovered first, at least in so much as he could stand panting, sweating and looking around. His vision was clearing while Wonder Girl’s eyes were vulnerable, painful she was dangerous but her vision still blurred.
Looking around Tom saw the red hot brazier, it’s Iron framework was heavy and he lifted it by it’s legs. He moved to stand over Wonder Girl who was still laying on the floor propped up by one arm and brought the Iron and stone brazier down on her with all his might. The Stone shattered as it hit her head and scattered hot coals, but all Wonder Girl did was slowly look up, a look of anger in her eyes, slowly rising she clenched her fist “Fine, you want the gloves off..the GLOVE ARE OFF!”
Donna smiles, this would be easier then she thought, it was time for her main weapon, the lasso of Hestia. Her hand went to her belt, the magical rope responding to her thoughts, it whirred overhead and she launched it snaking out to ensnare the brazen lad.
Tom saw it coming. “FUCK!” the thought to himself, all he had was the speed of cheetah, he had never USED this speed before. Fortunately for him, action was faster then reaction, even though the golden lasso followed her thoughts, as long as he kept changing directions at random, it took her. .3 seconds to realize, .3 seconds to decide what to do and .3 seconds to translate it into action, but that was only 1 second, if she anticipated him right just once…
Then his eye caught the weapons board, there next to the swords, a bull whip… That was it. He prayed she had not seen his glance. He leaped at the panel knocking it over and coming up with the supple black leather. As black as Wonder Girl’s outfit, the handle itself was hard, stiffened by a bull’s penis it was said. Tom noticed that the leather ball at the end, designed to keep the whip from slipping from one’s hand, was the shape of a Dragon’s claw clutching a pearl.
When Tom emerged from behind a pillar, Donna had her back to him, looking for him. But where as she had to twirl the lasso over her head, Tom tried a quick flick of his wrist aimed at her leather clad back.
Her head turned, she saw it coming, but she was not as fast as a Cheetah….there was a loud high pitched scream when the whip connected right down her spine. He saw her shoulder blades contract and she spun around, more furious.
THAT was it, Tom thought, she could deflect bullets, but her skin could be CUT if the bullet hit her, likewise while her leather uniform protected her from cuts, she would feel the pain of a whip strike!”
The shock of the searing hot welt along her spine caused Donna to pause her attack, her breathing only slightly elevated “you think you can stop me whit a whip?”
Tom smiled “You better take the easy way or I am going to stripe you like a Zebra!”
The 2 circled each other as Tom popped the whip near her face. Wonder Girl kept trying to catch the whip, it would give her a welt on her arm if it didn’t hit her bracelet, but she would be able to either yank it from his hand or, maybe he would be foolish enough to hold on and she’d reel him in like a trout and finish him.
Tom was smarter then that, just like with an animal he noticed the pop caused her to wince, and subconsciously move away from the dangerous tip, as long as he didn’t over strike, so only 2 inches of the whip was all that touched her, it would not wrap around his arm. He popped the whip, and watched, there it was when she glances to see where she had to step, his whip sang out and caught her on her side, the leather uniform puckering as she yelped again.
Frustration and anger building, she tried to move from memory, every time she tries to attack, the damned boy scampered away….she stumbled “SNAP!” the pain was amazing, each stripe burned like fire event thru her leather. What was WRONG with her, she was still a trained amazon warrior, and she had not even landed a blow.
Tom smiled, Leaping up into the ceiling structures he saw that 4 monitors were now green.
He struck again and again, if his eye sight was right, when he got that uniform off, she would be in for a surprise. The arena was punctuated by the pops of the whip followed by the yelp of the girl.
Her body burning Donna snarled “One of these times you are going to miss or I am gonna connect, and I only need one” Tom was breathing hard she was right, this was getting him no where. He had to up his game.
She was sweaty again, but he was getting exhausted faster then her…. His eye went to her camel toe. The wet sweat had caused the leather to cling to it, it was very attractive, and he almost got caught in the day dream….he had to change a tactic…. Sliding his hand along the leather of the whip, his hand shot out. The sudden slow strike took Donna by surprise, it was not the quick flick of the whip...it was the handle.
The leather handle struck her on her cheek, doing nothing, but giving her pause. Quick as a cheetah, Tom yanked the handle back, gripped it and flicked the other end aiming exactly for the top of the camel toe, right where he hoped the girl’s clit would be. SNAP! The Scream that echoed thru the caverns was epic. Donna Troy stood there, tears streaming down her face cradling her crotch with both hands. A direct hit, it had to be like kicking a man in the balls.
Tom didn’t wait for recovery, closing in he snapped the whip...bringing it time and again against her back, watching her back spasm as he drove her to her knees. AT first she tries to dodge but it was pretty easy to just keep whipping her, HARD, and he did not let up… Finally when she looked dazed, he allowed the whip to sing out and coil around her neck...closing in quickly he Yanked...compressing her throat….. He had her….
Tom looked up at the heavy stone sculpture of a woman’s hand in Granite holding a sword suspended by chains. He reached out and picked up one of the short swords. Smiling he twisted the Whip...her hands were uselessly clawing to try and breath. 8 monitors were now green.
He felt her silken hair, her struggles were slowly weakening as she Asphyxiated. In the Box Wonder Woman and Hypolita watched with excitement it was a GOOD fight.
Once she was Dazed enough Tom placed the Amazon girl in front of a solid granite wall..right under the big stone fist. He tied the whip to a ring in the wall where she now knelt..believing he was out to kill her. Once hehad her posed he lifted her chin with a smile and lept to the stone fist above...
He just hoped he had the strength to cut a chain, he was super fast not super STRONG. Fortunately for him, the amazon idiots had fashioned the sword out of amazon steel, but the chain was simple iron. The sword cut thru it like a hot knife thru better. Donna’s eyes grew large as the remaining chain acted as a pivot point and the force of acceleration and surprise pinned her body against the knuckled of the hand.
Before she knew it, 50 tones of the hardest granite impacted a solid granite wall with her body pinned between. Her limbs extended in 4 directions like some comical cartoon characters. The force of the impact made the granite hand swing back enough for Donna Try to slid down the wall to hang limply by the neck from the whip.
10 Monitors were now green. Smiling Tom swung down and quickly released the pounded girl from the whip before she fully suffocated. Donna gasped for breath and now openly weeping. Her body was on fire from the whip strikes. Donna was tired, hungry, she felt filthy and this boy had found a strategy to defeat her despite her advantaged leaving here totally shattered and despondent…. She knelt there, tears streaming down her cheeks and let him grab a fist full of her hair and twist, nearly scalping her “P’..please” she whimpered, her limbs wouldn’t work. Her mother and sister would be slaves because she wasn’t strong enough..what did anything matter any more.
Flush with victory Tom smiled into her face, his rock hard erection standing proudly in front of her face “Please WHAT Donna?” Donna winced, her world was ending, crashing down, No one knew where their island was, the gods themselves made sure of that, no help was coming and she had seen some of her sisters killed. A sense of dread came over her, this was real..they could kill her and there was nothing she could do about it … it wasn’t fair, she had not been on the earth all that long and she did not want to die “T...the easy way..” Those 3 words, and Tom felt his lust explode. He relaxed his grip and slid his arm under her warm, sweaty body to support her “Say the words” he said gently.
Tears still streaming she looked up to the Throne. The gallery had slowly been filling to capacity with the invading men come to watch the fight.
“By, amazon law, I have been defeated by a man, I yield…” She felt her amazon strength vanish as the stands erupted in a while cheer...she was now truly vulnerable.
Tommy, panting and sweaty himself allows her to stand on her own, he saw the look of defeat on her face, and Brad had told him she would feel no one actually cared about what happened to her, and that was something Tom was going to cultivate, the more demoralized she was the easier it would be to train her, but he did not want to be cruel. He glanced up at the Monitors, still 10 green 2 red.
“Are you ok to stand?”
She nodded.
Tom’s hand reached out to give a sharp slap to one leather clad firm ass cheek “I asked you a question.” He was pleased to see she didn’t try to block his swat.
“She swallowed “Yes…..”
Tommy swatted the other ass cheek, incredibly aroused as he treated her like a petulant child “You may call me Master, Lord, Sir or Sire.”
Closing her eyes, the arena was silent, causing her meek reply to echo “Yes Sir…:
Once again there were wild cheers and chants of TOMMY! TOMMY TOMMY!
He could see his father smiling proudly. Wonder Woman kneeling by his side as he stroked her mane like a puppy.
Tom smiled and looked at Wonder Girl. Her midnight black starry leather uniform still clung to her body, her silver boots still on. Flush with victory, he stepped back to inspect his prize circling her like looking over a prize mare he was about to purchase.
Tom stood in front of the petulant heroine and reached out to take her chin between his thumb and forefinger. He smiles as he leaned in open mouthed his opposite hand slipping behind her head and, unbidden covered her mouth with his.
She was surprised standing there in the center of the arena, hands at her side she felt his hungry lips seal over her and his tongue thrust deeply into her mouth. This was not like any kiss she had ever had, it was not a simple peck...She felt him turn his head so their noses would not interfere and pull her neck forward. His tongue went so deep she felt her throat constrict and gag.
Reflexively she began to move her hands up and back away, but she felt his grip on her neck harden, he pinched her chin harder, she even began to bring her own tongue up only to have his brutally thrust her’s down … his mouth sucking the breath from her body as his tongue went down her throat again….she squirmed and gagged but he took his time….
When he broke the kiss...she coughed...and half gagged placing a hand on her captor’s shoulder to keep her balance. Tom chuckled “Don’t worry you will get used to it” running the back of his hand across his lips and licking them. Donna looked into his eyes, there was no concern, no hesitation, only a predatory lust. Tom was enjoying his power… he relaxed “Now… you are going to stand there with your hands at your side until I tell you you can move. Questions?”
Wonder Girl blinked “you...you’re going to…. Right here...in front of everyone?” She looked around the crowded stadium. Tommy gave an amused wink “Hon, before this day is done, you will have absolutely NO problem if every male on the planet see’s you.” She looked around the stadium…. Searching, of all these people, was there even one that wanted to help? Wanted to do more then to watch her bare body be revealed and her freedom revoked? All she saw was the lustful stares, none of them cared...her Mother and sister were already where she herself would go...what did it matter any more.
“Yes Master” she said softly.
Tom could feel it, timing was everything, in the short time he had been on the island studying the mind set of the amazon’s mind set he knew that Wonder Girl was at her most vulnerable. He had hurt her physically, but mentally, her world crashing, her mind wanted to withdraw, escape what she saw as and unthinkable inevitability. Now was the time to strike, to cause her self worth to come crashing down and make her feel this was all her fault.
The view on the 12 monitors around the arena had changed, they still showed the 10 green and 2 red boarders but now, each one sported a jumbo tron view of Tom and Wonder Girl.
Tom slipped behind the defeated champion and moved her mane of silken black hair over her shoulder, exposing the nape of her neck. He leaned in to kiss it softly.
To Donna’s horror the monitors zoomed to a close up of Tom’s hand sliding under her small breast. The curve of her breast plain under the smooth soft leather as he openly palmed her breast, gently pinching her nipple thru the leather with his right hand, his lips on her neck, while feeling his left hand found the tab of the sipper on her uniform. She stood there numb feeling him pull and slide the zipper smoothly down from her neck to the small of her back, feeling the cool air against her skin at the tight garment spread to expose her bare back. She felt his right hand move to her silver arm bands, slipping them down her arms “you won’t be needing these again….ever” she heard him say as he slipped them off her bare arms.
He removed first the right, then the left, laying them on a table. Next came her bracelets of submission off her wrists…. The smooth silver bands placed reverently on the altar of her defeat,
Still standing behind her, she could feel his warm body, his filthy erection deliberately pressed up against the cleft of her ass as both hands traveled with impunity down her sides to grasp her silver belt of Hestia. All she could do is stand there like a chased child while he unhitched the belt, her magic lasso attached and removed it.
Tom was moving in for the kill now, the crowd cheering him as he held up his trophy, she was still stunned, frozen to inaction by the shock of her own defeat. Now to reveal his surprise.
Donna felt his hands caress her throat, it made her skin crawl, his fingers slipped under the open neck line and slide against her smooth sweaty skin to her shoulder. One unwanted caress and the upper part of the black garment slid from her shoulders and down her arms. Under the hot, midnight black leather Tom slid his hands lecherously to the two breasts. his first price. He staisfied one question in his mind, she was not wearing a bra...To guessed Wondergirl aas only a A or a B cup….but he had no doubt that Cheetah had already made the girl hyper fertile and once he mounted Wonder Girl, these would grow like melons.
He felt the slippery warm skin and her nipples against his palms as he slid the garment down her arms. The only thing standing between her modesty and the entire world was his hands.
Circling for the kill he whispered into her ear “Want to know the best part?” He leaned in to nuzzle her ear lobe for the camera “When we sell the video … Many will be outraged, but everyone, even your friends will pay us to see what these look like”
Tom slid his hands down and under her breasts, cupping them from below to shelf them to the cameras.
Another tear ran down Donna’s cheek as she stared at the monitor, the pale white breasts on display for the world to see. Donna Troy sported quarter sized puffy pink areola. It was now recorded on thousands of devices, and once on the internet, it could never truly be removed.
The Crowd cheered at the reveal….the flash of cameras popping all over the arena.
Tom could feel he was giving himself his own case of blue balls but this was just too good to pass up. His hands slid down her sweaty taught stomach. On the Screens the camera had moved down past her belly button to focus a close up on her black leather covered, clearly visible camel toe.
Tom first pulled the defunct heroine’s arms from her short sleeves leaving her now fully half naked. It was easy to slide his hands down her soft flat stomach under her garment. He felt the waistline of her panties. His trophy.
“Hmmm not going commando hmm?” He turned her so she was facing the camera, arms at her side, head down chaste and defeated, his hands clearly visible as they made their way under her panties to openly finger her pussy.
Donna watched her upper body blush and was choked with humiliation as she watched his fingers playing with her sex...under the black leather 2 of his fingers circled… She was thankful there was no boom mic as she could hear the squishing of her own juices as the rapist behind her played. For the 1000th’s time her eyes scanned the crow, The Throne where the usurper Cheetah sat, her mother and sister on animal leashes kneeling at her feet, to the doors, hoping like all the movies that a hero or heroine would burst in and top this…. No one came to help, Tome’s finders deliberately parted his victim's soft lips and slide it along the wet slippery entrance, there it was, her maidenhead...she was still a virgin, a bit higher and he felt her hood and the little nub that was her clit...teasing oit under the garment as he felt the rush and thrill of what he anticipated
She felt Tom begin to shove the black garment over her hips. As gravity did it’s work, everyone was treated to the sight of her hot red lace panties, sopping wet from her exertions.
A laugh came from the crowd. “LOOK! They are Red! Her mother’s are WHITE and her Sister’s is BLUE!
Donna was treated to seeing her own full body blush as her uniform pooled around her boots.
Tom by now was in a frenzy, the power of this….a heroine. With little fanfare he turned her to face him and the crowd went silent for a moment, the entire chamber absolutely silent before breaking into another roaring cheer.
Tom had planned this, her bare back now to the crowd, they could see the welts from his whip. A bright red welt went along her spine from neck to the cleft of her ass...and then he had striped her sides during the fight. Striped her so that she looked like a pale and red zebra. Tome easily pushed her off balance backwards over a table….sliding his hands down her shapely legs he slid the uniform and her silver boots off in one smooth action leaving her naked except for her hot red panties
Tom slid the garment off and held it aloft in triumph! Still warm with her body heat, but limp like she was, the leather garment hung and Tom gazed at her unprotected body.
Tom laid the garment on the table with his other trophies...smoothing it out on display as Wonder Girl lay on the other table unresistant. Once he had arranged his trophies...he moved back to stand over her. Looking down he grasp the top of her red panties and slid them down her legs.
A soft tight pussy came into view, a dark patch of thing black pubic hair, neatly trimmed, was revealed. He slipped the panties off her legs leaving her as naked as the day she was born, as naked as her mother and sister. He placed her panties beside her and guided her to stand. He retrieved some olive oil “The welts hurt?” He asked She nodded
Slowly he began to slather the citrus scented olive oil over her body, oiling her like a prize mare. The oil was soothing, cooling on the angry red welts and his hands roamed her body freely. Using copious amounts of oil he slid his hands under her breasts, over her shoulders, along her neck and over her ass...Working until she glistened.
Kissing her neck he whispered “I read the ancient Greeks did this, rather then bathe the had servants coat them in cloved oil and then scraped it off, leaving the skin...soft” he smiles as his fingers reached her pussy and spread the labia open.
As he suspected the camera zoomed in as his finger circled her clit and her maiden head, showing everyone she was still a virgin. Tom took her red panties and balled them in his fist as he began to guide her to the floor.
Donna try still had enough in her to be incredulous “On...on the floor….here? With an audience?”
Tommy Boone smiled down as he laid her back on the cool arena floor “I am certainly not modest” he said crossing her wrists over her head and pinning them there with his left hand while his right slid along her side.
“Please… you humiliated me, you win, I am still a virgin … I really .. want my first time to be with someone...special.”
“oh it Will be” he smiles silencing her with an open mouth kiss...His style became harder… this was it.
She felt him spread her knees…. He paused his kiss just long enough to bring the fat head of his cock up to her entrance. Panting with need he used his right hand to move his cock up and down her slit, lubricating it making it slippery. In his mind a thick serpent about to slip into her cave unbidden, unwanted. When he felt her hymen against his tip … On the monitors her unprotected pussy spread around the head of his cock he lunged hilting himself. He felt the resistance for a moment, felt the rip of her hymen and then felt the tight warm slippy grip of her pussy ad he slid all the way in to his balls, feeling his tip snuggled and kissing her cervix. Now to get his snake to spit it’s venom.
For Donna she was not sure what she expected, there was a sharp pinch, but not the blinding pain every cheap novel said that came with the loss of virginity. She felt the fullness of his organ slip withing her body...it gave a full feeling though she got no pleasure from ity, neither was there much pain...and what pain there was...quickly subsided.
Aching with need, Tom’s moth returned to hers, thrusting his tongue deeply down her throat as her lifted his hips only to hilt himself again, and again. His right hand pinning her wrists above her head, his left holding her thigh and feeling her breasts against his chest, her belly against his.
This was pure animal lust, he needed to cum, and she was his masturbation toy, THIS was objectification. He had never had a virgin before, and the idea he had now taken something so precious from her, made it his own...something he took and she could never give to another caused him to rut her like a crazed rabbit.
He was not mean, or brutal, he did not hurt her but neither was this for her pleasure… she was so tight on his cock, so warm as he slid into and out of her….Claiming her…. What’s more there was no regret…. As he moved she grunted, her body reacting with each thrust, a huge pit viper plundering her treasure cave with impunity.
Breaking the kiss he felt his climax rapidly approaching, the consummation of the act. Breaking the kiss he looked down at her with a smile...he could read in her face she knew it too.
Pulling back before pressing in as deeply as he could he felt the head of the viper press firmly against her cervix. On the screen her pussy was stretched in a tight embrace of his length and he felt the viper spit…. Triumph as his seed erupted deep in her body, pulsing, conquering, taking… Somewhere in the background he heard the cheering, Saw 1 monitor turn green, but that didn’t matter...what mattered right now is, he had done it. He had raped the last free amazon, and was impregnating her against her will and nothing could stop it.
Stopping, Flush with Victory he felt what must of have been 8 or 9 pleasant pulses...enough to coat her birthing chamber and allow his semen to begin THEIR swim to conquer her egg.
Beneath him looking dazed, defeated, her world lost she made little movement. She felt him release her wrists, one hand pressing on her chin as the other stuffed her red panties into her mouth. When he was good and done with her he got slowly to his feet. His cock coated in her juices, her pussy no baring the same milky white seed her mother and sister wore.
Slowly Tom stood and used the ball of his foot to roll the defeated champion onto her stomach and then placed his foot gently on her back by her neck to stand over her.
Donna for her part did not resist, she didn’t even try to cover her nakedness. She felt the grime and cool soul of his foot on her skin as he looked down at her expectantly.
A Cheer went thru the arena. When it was quiet again Tom looked down at his prey moving to stand before her. Limp now but still wet, he smiled. He said nothing but pointed to his foot.
Understanding Donna Troy moved to all fours, and crawled to her new master. Leaning in she pressed her lips gently to his right foot, and kissed it softly whispering “T..Thank you master” still trembling.
Tom smirked, admiring her uniform now as she worshiped at his feet, saying nothing. Afraid for her life she kissed the left foot next, Kissing harder. Tom felt the soft warm lips as her mind went wild with horror of what he would do if she was not doing it well enough. Within only a few minuets she was kissing his feet heatedly, passionately, HUNGRILY in front of the conquering crowd. Her tongue even sliding along it from time to time as she paid this boy homage.
Tom draped his new property over a table and said “Stand up… Stand at attention”
Donna blushed, he was making her stand just as her Mother and her Sister had, but she obeyed. Standing straight, her body bare for all to see, she felt Tom walk around her and slid his body against her back. Her obedience, unexpected but welcome, had gotten him erect again, His erection found her tight virgin pussy.
Tom could barely contain his arousal… but a thought occurred to him..a dark though that he liked. “Lets see how good your word is. I am going to ask you questions, to TRUTHFULLY answer, then I will use your lasso on you… if you tell the truth….I will STILL let you goi.”
A roar went up of “NO! Traitor! FUCK that BITCH you are going to get us all KILLED!”
Tom held his hand up and pulled Her red panties out of her mouth “Do you agree?”
Sniffling Donna nodded.
Tom smiled “Describe how my feet tasted, and what you felt worshiping them.”
Sobbing more Donna spoke loudly “They...they were salty, and grimy, and, they had a musky smell...but it … it was not as unpleasant as I thought. In fact I realized I can do that all you want if it saves my own skin….I felt humiliated but...also.. a little aroused.”
Tom chuckled, leaning against the table “Have you ever sucked a man’s cock before?”
Mortified she closed her eyes and shook her head no.
“Have you fantasized about it?”
Donna sobbed “oh gods I am sorry yes… I..I’m not dead, I understand passion.”
Really?” Tom smirked enjoying his control, “and who was your first fantasy?
Donna shook her head, hesitating, she glanced at Tom’s erection. And Tom smiled and patted the coil of the golden lasso that had been brought to him “P..please...d..don’t make me say it.”
Tom simply fixed her in his stare.
“Please...I..I can’t”
Tom waited.
“FINE you bastard..it was YOU… You are the first naked man I ever saw and I had a fantasy of Sucking your god damned cock there are you HAPPY?” she clenched her fist weeping openly. Some Amazon warrior she was, crying like a little school girl.
Tom smiled “See that wasn’t so bad. Now was it.” He walked over and used his hands to wipe her cheeks. Before placing his hands on her shoulders and pressing down.
Donna whimpered and gave a frightened look, she could still resist him with near the strength of superman, but she had given her word, and she was afraid of him….She let him push her to her knees with his erect cock right in her face.
Tom smirked “Your choice… realize your fantasy or I will just bend you over that vaulting horse and take you that way.” Closing her eyes she said softly “You..bastard...”
Donna opened her eyes with a look of utter contempt...but that lasted only a few moments as all resistance drained from her, her shoulder slumping “Yes master….whatever you wish, no limits.”
She then opened her mouth like a fish and took him. Sealing her lips along the musky shaft she suckled firmly, her fist blow job on her knees as a slave cleaning their combined juices from his cock.
She felt him Take her head in his hands and thrust. Her eyes opening wide as she nearly gagged, thrusting his head down the back of her throat..her nose grown into his pubic bone and his soft scrotum against her chin.
Instinctively she brought her hands up, she knew better then to push away but she was gagging on his bone. She felt him slap her hands “ah ah...put them down, don’t worry you will get used to this.”
It took a supreme act of will..especially as this brought back her decent ear drowning but coughing and gagging, she let him face fuck her. As he predicted she began to learn, learning to breath and suckle when he pulled back and learning to open her throat as he thrust in. Tom was already ready to burst so for a first time, he was mercifully short...She felt him throb and grab her face and pull it into his thighs. He was so deep in her throat she was actually thankful she couldn’t taste a thing….it shot directly into her stomach, her first meal in over a week.
The crowd was till tense, the action was good but too many time they had seen lust win out over brains. It was gutsy him accepting a blow job as the woman with the super powers could still bite off his cock and spit it out...but she accepted the humiliation and he made sure to HOLD her there until his lust was fully sated,
Donna’s shame intensified but she had no choice, once he pulled out she leaned in and begin to lick her own saliva off his balls..gently suckling on the scrotum her lips warm and soft as she served the male.
Tom enjoyed this. He looked around while his balls was in Wonder Girl’s mouth like chipmunk cheeks. Yes, he was a rapist, he was a villain by anyone’s standards..but he HAD the women in his life he wanted… Wonder Woman once an Idol..was now his slave….
Tom Reached out and helped Donna troy to her feet, and took a towel and gently began wiping her face clean. “I..am sorry Donna” he said gently “I guess I am human, you were just to beautiful to resist...You have my word, I will not make your life a living hell...you will grow up..and be happy you will even have a family if you want.”
Donna felt it stupid she felt a spark of hope, but was incredulous “You.. are letting me go?”
Tom chuckled “in a manner of speaking, yes…. “he walked her over to the sort vaulting horse and began to bend her over it.
Donna looked betrayed read to fight she was still a powerful amazon warrior and if he lied she had nothing to lose to fight. “What are you..” Tom whispered “Look, your mom was my life long hero...what I did was wrong….I know that, but if I try to let you go now, Cheetah herself will rip me apart. I will need at least 30 min to recharge. You are fully healed...so you won’t hurt, let me tie you over this horse, put on a show of more oral sex, and when we are alone. I will release you…”
Donna looked betrayed “why should I trust you?”
Tom shrugged remembering a line from the movie Ice age when Diego had betrayed Mannie. “what other choice do you have..I am your only chance. But..I honestly do want to ask you...that blow job, did I really taste that bad?”
Donna looked around… she could not see an alternative. Bowing her head as if in defeat...she leaned herself over the leather horse. “Honestly, It wasn’t pleasant but neither was it that bad if you hadn’t nearly ripped my throat open.”
Tom had learned a lot about ropes, and wrapped it 13 times around each wrist before tying it off in a special cinch hitch. Not one to take chances he began with the right wrist, and then the left ankle. Once she could not get off the horse, he finished the other 2 limbs. She now lay her rump in the air..her legs spread ready to be mounted doggy style,
Donna felt Tom sliding his hands over her sweaty body...he molested her nipples, and she frowned, what was he doing.
She watched him walk behind her and felt him rub the head of his cock between her exposed anus. He was rock hard! “W..what are you doing...you PROMISED!”
Tom smiled as he worked the head of his uncircumcised cock between her cleft, her anus was not even darker, just a tight pucker the perfect color of her skin. He could see the pale pink flesh of her pussy below, as he rubbed his cock against her entrance “and you believed me?”
With that Tom gripped her hips and leaned in.
Donna’s head came up...no longer a virgin bound by man, her strength was gone for good “..no..oh gods please no!” she put her head down as she felt her rapist wiggle right and left enjoying her warmth, re set his stance and them pull back. Stuffing her own red panties back in her mouth.
The Crowd went wild with praise. All Donna could do is lay there like a moon eyed cow...and let the male behind her have his way. She was not wet and she grunted, each thrust bringing fresh tears to her eyes as Tom thrust in over and over.
For Tom this was all planned. If he had mounted her before the blow job, he would have been done in 10 second, but now, the edge gone… he felt the warmth of her body around his length, he had taken EVERYTHING from her and would now re build her as his personal property. SO much for the Amazons” he chuckled...pulling back and thrusting as he fucked her with a wild abandon. If this was what the term wrecking her meant, he was going to be a wrecking ball.
Leaning over her grunted as he molding himself to her body. She struggled gently, but the feel of her around his cock, was divine. He grunted and lunged over and over...
Tom took her at his own pace...his own time...this was 200% for him, he could care less what she did, at least she was respectful enough to remain silent…. He doesn’t know how long it took but as he felt the build of pressure in his balls..he set his toes and thrust in fully and up Holding as he pulsed his entire lode into the deflowered virgin.
It was divine, wonder girl was helpless and for all intents gone..and he had a new pleasure toy. When he pulled out, Donna try just lay ass up over the horse...her eyes glazed..if she had been a pinball machine they would day “Tilt”
Tom pulled out with a wet slurp, his creamy whit seed no Plastering Donna Troy’s sex the way it did for Diana and Hippolyta…. And he felt his Dad’s hand on his shoulder. Daniel had led Diana and Hippolyta down on their dog leashes.
As Tom stepped back, Wonder Girl completely forgotten. Diana knelt and began to lick and suckle his shaft clean of the virgin juices, while Hippolyta herself began to kiss his feet.
Daniel smiled looking fondly into his son’s eyes “Tom” he embraced his son “I’m proud of ya.”