The End of Days Part 2

12. Abduction

A week later Hippolyta had returned to Themyscira and Donna to college. Neither mother nor sister had made any attempt to contact Diana. While they were both rather ashamed of the way that Adonis has sexually manipulated them, they appeared to have ostracized her because of her perceived outrageous behaviour. For her part, Diana resolved to put this whole episode behind her.

She felt degraded by what she had allowed him to do to her. How could she have let herself be handcuffed at their first meeting, how she had dressed so provocatively at his party and how he had fucked and sodomised her. Adonis called her daily but she refused to take or return his calls. She remained in Gateway City to continue her work; to fight crime, promote peace and advance the cause of women. She repeatedly reassured herself that the whole mortifying experience was over.

One afternoon she attended a conference in the city's premier hotel and had given the keynote speech on the subject of "Women and Peace". In her full Wonder Woman costume including her crimson cape, she was chatting to some of the delegates when she became aware of two figures at her shoulder. She turned to see Adonis' two tall blonde bodyguards Miranda and Martina. The two spectacular women were wearing identical white mini-dresses and white thigh high boots. Their presence was causing quite a stir in the room.

"Princess, Wonder Woman, can we speak to you in private. It concerns your sister." Miranda asked.

Diana reacted with alarm. She knew that there had been a confrontation between Donna and Miranda and was worried that something might have happened to her sibling.

She led the two statuesque blondes into a nearby anteroom. She turned as Martina closed the door.

"Now what's all this about? .....gmmpppfff!"

As Marina distracted her, Miranda seized the hem of Diana's cape and threw it over her head effectively smothering her. Wonder Woman let out a squawk of protest as she was bundled across a table. Blinded and constricted by her cape she struggled helplessly, her long booted legs kicking in the air. The two women were very strong but she was about to burst free when she felt a slight prick in her bare thigh. Almost immediately her struggles lessened and she was overcome by a dizziness then a desire to sleep before plunging into unconsciousness.

Martina and Miranda worked quickly. They removed Diana's power belt; then taking her lasso they tied her cape round her head and upper body so that she was effectively trussed with only her long tanned legs visible. Pulling their unconscious captive upright, Martina swung her up over her shoulder and carried her down to the basement garage where she was dumped into the trunk of their sedan.

In a drug-induced coma Wonder Woman experienced a vivid dream. In a huge arena a crowd had gathered to watch a gladiatorial contest. To the sound of herald trumpets, the Goddess Hera appeared, tall muscular and wearing a short tunic with golden armour covering her torso. On her head was a golden helmet with a long flowing horsehair plume. Her legs were covered in matching golden boots. She carried a large rectangular shield and two spears. A jewel encrusted sword hung from her waist belt.

On the opposite side of arena, the War God Ares stood wearing only a breech clout. His massive naked body glowed in the sunlight. He carried a huge heavy shield, a long heavy sword, and a spear. Hera charged at her antagonist, hurling her first spear at her target. Ares used his shield to deflect it and hurled his first spear as she closed the gap rapidly. She too deflected it easily. She hurled her second spear like a missile at his head but Ares got his shield up and it stuck in its centre. His second throw did the same, piercing the goddess' shield but causing no harm. But Ares' spear was caste from solid steel and Hera was not able to cut it from her shield, rendering it useless.

As Ares rushed towards her, Hera discarded the shield. They collided and the force of his attack flung her backwards. Amazingly, the goddess did not fall and instead tried to go on the offensive. Her sword hand swung and struck at incredible speed but his reflexes were a match for hers. When she attempted to slash down on him Ares blocked the blow and the impact made her sword arm waver. Ares slammed her with his shield and Hera flew backwards through the air landing on her elegant ass. Ares laughed at her and motioned for her to try again. Hera scrambled back onto her feet and summoned the energy to charge again sword high over her head. It was a clever feint and she dropped to slash the War God's legs, but he read the move and as she crouched he avoided her slashing attack and brought the huge heavy shield down on her head. The goddess was stunned. Her helmet was torn from her head and spittle flew from her mouth as her head was snapped around violently. The back of her head struck the ground hard and she sprawled on the ground stunned, bent double and arms flung wide. Laughing, Ares stood above her and kicked her sword away from her outstretched hand leaving her weaponless.

With anguished moan she rolled over to her hands and knees. The war God kicked her in the stomach as she struggled to get up lifting her well clear of the ground and onto her back. As she tried to rally he kicked her in the ribs. Hera struggled to her hands and knees only to be driven face first into the ground by a huge kick between her wide spread legs. Her ass was still high in the air and the tortured Goddess clutched between her legs at her damaged crotch. As she lay gasping Area pulled a dagger from his boot and cut the straps holding her armor together. Another vicious kick to the groin drove her forward leaving her armor lying in the dust. In desperation she tried to crawl and scramble to where Ares had kicked her sword but just as she grasped the hilt he stood hard on the blade with one legs while he kicked her helpless body with the other.

He stripped off her tunic and dragged her naked by her long raven hair across the arena. He pulled her upright and slapped her naked breasts to make them jiggle.She stood there in humiliation - a goddess disgraced and naked in defeat.

Ares threw Hera onto her back and kicked her legs apart then discarding his breech clout. His cock sprang out. He dropped to his knees and it throbbed in front of the goddess' face. Then he grabbed the back of her head again forced his massive cock into her mouth pumping in and out of her throat. When he came his semen ran down her face and coated her breasts dripping from her erect nipples on the ground.

Ares kicked the defeated and ravaged goddess onto her back and walked in triumph from the Arena leaving Hera sprawled in the dust. Tears and dirt mingled on her contorted face

When Wonder Woman surfaced from the nightmare, her whole body was shaking and dripping with sweat. The effects of the drug continued to blur her vision and cloud her mind. As she slowly became aware of her surroundings she found herself sprawled on a huge bed. Adonis was seated on a chair opposite.

She tried to remember what had happened. The slowly the memory of her abduction came flooding back. She tried to move her arms but found that her wrists were manacled behind her. Her power belt and her lasso were gone. Incomprehension was slowly replaced by anger at her predicament.

"How dare you! Let me go at once. Kidnapping is a criminal offence." But her raised voice did not seem to disturb him.

"Diana, I had to do something. You would not return my calls. You rejected me and no woman has even done that to me before."

"Take these handcuffs off at once or I'll ....." Her voice tailed off with the realisation that she was his helpless prisoner. She tried another approach.

"You can't just take what you want. I am an independent woman with rights. You can't just...." Somehow her protests sounded ridiculous and make her feel vulnerable.

To her surprise, he flipped her over onto her face and undid the handcuffs. She sat up in the bed, rubbing her wrists." What do you want? Why have you done this?"

"Diana, you attacked me in your mother's apartment. I thought you were trying to kill me" he explained coolly and smoothly.

"You bastard! You seduced me and my mother and young sister. You manipulated us and degraded us. For all I know, maybe you drugged us!"

Adonis took her by the hand. "You know that is ridiculous. You were all willing. You were desperate to fuck me. You saw your mother with me. She couldn't get her panties off fast enough!"

"Craack....." Diana slapped him hard across the cheek.

Adonis slapped her back three times knocking back onto the bed. She clutched her reddened cheek.

"You hit me??" she gasped in incredulity.

"Yes and I will do it again if you don't get your panties off! I'm going to fuck you."

Wonder Woman was in shock. Despite everything, she found herself still attracted by the young man. She was determined not succumb again to his charms but she felt uncertain and uncharacteristically lacked confidence in his presence. Wonder Woman found to her shame that her body was on fire. Her nipples throbbed and she felt a dampness develop between her legs. Furiously she fought for self control. He was behaving like a beast and she would not tolerate it.

"I hate you for what you did to us. I could never....." She could not bring herself to use the F word.

"Stop prevaricating, women. Hand over your panties now!"

"Never, never; you horrible bastard!"

He slapped her twice in quick succession and she fell back gasping but also sobbing in disbelief.

"You need some persuasion and I know just how to persuade you. You are so high and mighty that I am going to take you down. I am going to fight you, beat you and then fuck you. Adonis motioned for her to rise.

"Let us see how the powerful Amazon princess can fight? Will you do better than your goddess Hera did against Ares?

Diana froze in astonishment. Surely that had been a dream? Adonis smiled enigmatically and motioned to the distracted heroine. He beckoned the confused Amazon to attack him.

"Come on there, Wonder Woman. I'm giving u a chance for revenge against all the degrading abuse you and your mother and sister have suffered this night. Come and get me,"

Wonder Woman stumbled as she moved forward. Once on her feet she realized that she had been drugged and this was affecting her reflexes and judgment.

"You are used to fighting street thugs one on one and they have no chance against the mighty Wonder Woman. But I have turned the tables and maybe you are the one who is outclassed. Come on, let's get to it! By the way, I injected a little aphrodisiac into your ass when you were asleep. Is it working yet? Does this sucking excite you?"

Enraged she moved forward and aimed a power- style kick to his head. But the drugs and the beatings had robbed her of the strength and ability to carry through the attack, enabling Adonis to respond by grabbing Diana's red leather boot around the ankle and holding it in place, stopping her in her tracks. He held her off balance and looking ridiculous hopping on one shaky leg. He shook his head in mock disappointment and brought the flat of his hand up in a chopping movement into the cleft of her crotch. As she staggered from the blow, he repeated the maneuver delivering a slicing chop to her vagina. Wonder Woman howled in agony. Adonis let go her ankle allowing the defeated Amazon to collapse to the floor. She curled into a fetal position with both hands at her crotch. The drugs and fight had broken her and she lay on the floor crying in pain.

He moved behind and seizing her by the hair dragged the Amazon to her feet. He pulled her backwards tucking her head under his right armpit. Her left arm was trapped under his left arm. The same hand had a firm grip on her right wrist. In this way he had Wonder Woman totally under his control.

Putting a knee into the small of her back he forced her down. He released her right arm which flapped helplessly then frantically as she felt his free hand push down the front of her bustier freeing her huge left breast. He continued to hold her off balance and mocked her by slapping her exposed naked breast.

"Ohhhhh....oww.....don't do that ….pleeeaaassssse.......don't....." She howled.

Still held in the headlock from the rear, she squirmed as he unfastened the clasps on her bustier. Furiously trying to regain her balance, her left hand waved ineffectually in the air. By using her left arm to try and free herself from the headlock she had completely exposed her naked chest. He tightened his arm in the choke and held the move, keeping her in place and forcing the air from her lungs. She went limp. He slacked the choke and she dropped to her knees.

Adonis was relentless and applying full nelson pulled her to her feet. The Amazon was now totally dazed and disoriented by the combination of drugs and Adonis wrestling skills. He released the full nelson gripped her under the arms and raising her from the ground dropped her on his knee catching her full in the small of the back. He posed momentarily with her spread across the bended knee, legs wide apart, head thrown back towards the floor, huge naked breasts pointing skyward.

Adonis peeled the bustier fully away from her upper body then used the Amazon's captive state to administer a claw to her muscular abs, then a punch then another claw. Wonder Woman howled in agony. Her body, balanced on the fulcrum of his knee, left her hair trailing the floor. He reached down, cupped a breast in each hand and squeezed. Next a clawing grip on her crotch made her scream. He worsened her humiliation by seizing the front of her star spangled briefs and forced them into a 'wedgie'. Putting her fists on the floor she pushed up in a vain attempt to take the pressure off her crotch. He pushed her back by simply positioning the back of his hand across her throat and pressing down. Wonder Woman sobbed in pain and frustration.

Adonis now pushed her off onto her knees facing away from him; her broad ass was raised in the air. He gripped the sides of her briefs and began to pull them over her ass. With a push he had her sprawled on her belly and the briefs came down further. When they had reached her knees he released her to lie totally disoriented across the floor, gasping for breath. She was quite stupefied and when Adonis helped her to her feet she was barely aware that she was naked with her briefs roped around her ankles. He tumbled her head over heels and she was left, long legs spread apart and waving in the air. It was a simple task for him to pull her briefs down over her high heeled boots. As Wonder Woman lay gasping on the floor Adonis walked round her impudently twirling the fabled star spangled briefs on a finger. Rolling onto her belly she thrust one arms across her breasts and another over her vagina in a fruitless effort to mask her humiliated nudity.

But he was still not finished with her. He pulled Diana to her feet and taking her by the neck threw her over his shoulder onto her back. She screamed as he advanced but could not prevent him repeating the move. This time, as he slowly advanced on her, she backed away holding her hand towards him.

"No more…. Please no, more him. I give up!!"

Astonishingly the combination of his beating, the humiliating stripping of her costume and her drugged induced state had resulted in Wonder Woman, the peerless Amazon warrior, crying out in shameful surrender. She realized that she could not win this fight. Her addled brain made her fearful and demoralized. Still Adonis continued the punishment. He reapplied the full nelson and raised her off the floor screaming and howling; her long legs spread and fully exposing her shaven pussy. Once again he released the hold then judo tossed her; the champion of all women flew backward off her feet into the air before coming down hard on her ass and hitting her head on the hard floor..

Barely conscious, Wonder Woman lay sprawled on the floor on her back with her legs splayed wide open. Adonis mocked her. "Wonder Woman your cunt is showing!"

The mortified beauty fumbled at her crotch covering her sex with shaky fingers. Adonis walked up and stood over her, gazing down at her dazed expression.

Dizzy and helpless, she stared up at him with a pleading look in her eyes. "Wha....d'you...whant...?." she slurred. "What...would I need to do.....? No more, no more. Don't hit me again!" She begged in a humbled, shaky whisper.

"Good; at last. Now get down on your hands and knees!"

"What?" Wonder Woman's eyes widened in horror and sickened disgust.

"I told you! No more hesitation!" He kicked in the kidneys and the once mighty Amazon arched her back and bawled like a child, flopping backward on the floor and trying to reach her lower back with both hands. Adonis had destroyed her with brutal efficiency

"Please, don't kick me again. Don't hurt me please..." she begged in a sniveling, weeping rush of more, dripping snot, more hot tears.

"Get on your knees, Wonder Woman."

Slowly and in complete disgrace, the beaten Princess Diana suffered one of the most dreadful indignities of her life as she obediently rolled onto her stomach and thrust her ass in the air. A mist of pain and drugs dulled the full extent of the mortification and shame. She had betrayed her mother and her Amazon sisters as she allowed herself to be stripped by her conqueror. Surely she should have died rather than prepare herself for him like a cheap whore. Her sobs wracked her body making her heavy breasts jiggle as they dangled beneath her. Placing his hands on Wonder Woman's trembling hips Adonis gazed down at her puckered anus. He took a small phial of fluid from his pocket and squirted its contents into her ass-crack. She shuddered as she felt the stream of cold liquid enter her. Satisfied that he had created sufficient lubrication, he centered his cock on her anus and drove it deep into her bowels. She howled in pain and humiliation as his huge cock scraped the tight walls of her anus. Satisfied that he was lodged firmly in her ass, he reached down, palmed both her breasts in his hands and squeezed. He pulled his cock out halfway and drove it forward again as his palms fondled, mauled and rubbed her naked breasts. Wonder Woman lowered her forehead against the hard wood floor moaning.

"Hold on Diana, I am going to make you feel better." Adonis thrust a pointed object - a needle into the back of her quivering muscular thigh. "A powerful aphrodisiac which works very quickly as you will discover."

Wonder woman gasped as she realized with in horror that he was right. He slid his hand between Wonder Woman's thighs, rubbing his palm slowly up the length of her exposed pussy.

"I won't give in ..I won't..."

"Of course you will, Diana. You can feel how powerful it is and you are, now only an ordinary woman."

His fingers pressed quickly against her fleshy, rubbery pussy, swiping all along its length. At first, despite the effects of the drugs Wonder Woman struggled to resist. Adonis held her firmly by the breasts and the waist.

"Do not fight me or I will give you more pain. You don't want that, do you?" Fearful of his threat, Diana forced her body to relax. His finger slid into her vagina causing it to twitch with pleasure. Wonder Woman's hips bucked and jerked as the rigid cock in her ass moved back and forth. The injection kicked in and the pain seemed to disappear.

"I think I hear you moan with pleasure, Diana!"

"...Just a muscular spasm ...." she gasped.

But he made her gasp again as he thrust two lubricated into the hood of her clitoris pressing her nub and softly tickling her hidden button.

"Was that another spasm too? " He mocked as the motion of his fingers and the potent circulating aphrodisiac set off a hot rush of sensation in Diana's clitoris. She jerked her head back with a jolt and a panting gasp at the sudden irresistible pleasure

"Ohh...Hera....help....me..." the confused beauty sobbed.

"But remember what happened to Hera in your dream. Ares made her moan the way that you are moaning now. Adonis' fingers play slowly around Wonder Woman's clitoris.

.ohhh....don't...." she gasped

"But you seem to be enjoying it." His fingertips at her breast pulled and stretched her nipple which responded with a rapid hardening as it extended with his touch. His skillful fingers began to work the same magic on her clitoris. Diana's own vaginal juices started to flow. They flooded her pussy and even coated the anal passage into which Adonis' prick was thrusting. He began pumping his hips, driving his cock deeply in and out between the wobbling cheeks of the helpless heroine

"...aahhh....huhhh....ohhhh....don't....ohhhh..." Diana's face was pressed against floor as her body is completely dominated.

"Don't you feel the pleasure of being fucked in the ass Wonder Woman?".

Adonis reached round and played with the limp heroine's clit as he ploughed her ass with abandon. The delirious Amazon, flooded with sensations too powerful to resist, gasped with reluctant excitement. Again and again the hard, pulsing shaft filled Diana's ass even as the lubricated fingers stroked and excited her clit. With her body now held upright against Adonis', the drugged beauty' jerked and shook, her arms flopping here and there as the aphrodisiac worked in tandem with his masturbation to its inevitable conclusion.

"...ohhh....hahh..hahh...hahh...hahh...no...no....ohhhhh....ohhhh." Diana was completely lost in a fog of sexual delight as his cock and fingers destroyed her will. His moves became more intense as he finished her off.

"....i..no....ahhhh...ooohh.....ohhhh...should...not....OHHH......no...no..NO...NOOOOOO!"

Helpless to stop her blinding overwhelming orgasm, her eyes rolled and her body went rigid. Her knees splayed wide open. Wonder Woman's vagina began to squirt a flood of cum out of her loins, down her thighs and onto the floor.

"Did you just cum?" mocked Adonis.

Diana moaned in limp, drooling delight. She sagged in Adonis arms drained and sexually humiliated. Still unsatisfied he reached for her huge breasts.

"...uhhhhhhhh...." the satiated Champion of All Women could only moan blissfully as Adonis squeezed and fondled her naked breasts as he pushed his cock back into her ass. He smeared the heroine's own juices all over her breasts.

...please....no...more...." breathed Diana but his hands had started to heat up her passions again. Her nipples, already hard, extended even more as Adonis put his hand against Diana's pussy and fingers her clit with the slippery digits once again.

"AAHH!" She gasped loudly, helplessly thrilled. The sensations from her body built again, aroused by the caressing hands and enveloping arms, besotted by the powerful all-encompassing aphrodisiac at full strength. He thrust his cock up into her rear and she yelped in delight. He thrust and withdrew making Diana arch her back and howl with pleasure. Then another thrust matched with a breathy gasping cry from the flush-faced heroine as she felt herself losing all control again, her eyes dull and unfocussed, her mouth agape. This time they climaxed together in a gush of slippery cum. Adonis' semen shot up into Wonder Woman's ass, flooding her anal walls stimulating her even more; her own cum gushed over Adonis' cock and slid down her legs, to form a puddle on the floor.

A delirious Diana sighed with pleasure - despite everything. Adonis sighed with triumph.

After several minutes Adonis pulled his cock out of Wonder Woman's butt and rose adjusting his clothing. Diana's head hung down in shame and turned away from the man who had so completely vanquished her. Slowly regaining her senses, she moaned, her anus leaking with semen that trickled from the dazed heroine's buttocks and dripped onto her shiny red boots. Adonis viewed the sight with satisfaction. That was his cum leaking from the ass of the supposedly invincible Wonder Woman. He had even made her climax when he shot it into her!

As she moved the movement of Diana's body caused more thick cum to dribble out of her ass into a thick pool between her knees. She looked down as realized that the sticky mess on the floor was the symbol of her debasement. She turned her hips under her and sat on the floor, her knees between her encircling arms and buries her weeping face between them. She was naked except for her boots.

"Stop sniveling, Remove the boots." Adonis command and slowly, the mortified champion slid off her bright leather boots whimpering with short little gasps.

"Get onto the bed and spread your legs and arms out." Bowed and absolutely defeated, Wonder Woman obeyed.

"I am going to give you something to make you sleep although I doubt if you need it. When you wake I will be gone but Martina and Miranda will be here. You must do as they tell you. Do you understand? "

Wonder Woman, the Champion of all Women, nodded dumbly.

13. Wonder Woman, Martina and Miranda

As Diana slept, she had a vivid dream. She was wearing her Wonder Woman uniform. Her bustier raised and separated her magnificent breasts. Her star-spangled briefs were cut high on her thighs. Her red high-heeled boots enhanced her long tanned legs. She still looked every inch a Wonder Woman; oozing sex appeal, her magnificent body tingled in anticipation.

Adonis entered the room; she was unsure of what to do, or say. With no hesitation, he pulled her to him, crushing her body against his. He lowered his head to hers, capturing her lips with his own, kissing her gently, before quickly escalating the embrace, forcing her mouth wide with his tongue, showing her without words who was is in control. She succumbed to him immediately, his to do whatever he wanted. His hand caressed her soft nipple through her bustier, hardening instantly beneath his finger tips. He ran his hand between her thighs, pulled aside her briefs and slipped his finger into the gusset of her panties. He parted the lips of her cunt, slipping his finger between the soft folds and felt the wetness seeping out of her.

"You can do whatever you want" she moaned, as he squeezed her nipples. "But don't hurt me, please don't hurt me," she pleaded.

"Take your panties off" He whispered in her ear. She obeyed eagerly pulling her star spangled briefs down her long legs and over her boots. He ran his hands up and down her legs, ignoring the one place she wanted him to put his hands. Her moaning grew more frenzied, and her body began to move and shudder. Her head was thrown back, and her eyes were shut tight. He touched her clitoris and rubbed it lightly up and down then back and forth. Her body jerked, and arched against his hand. He lowered his face to her crotch then began to lick her. She threw her legs onto his broad shoulders to give him better access then his tongue slid into her vagina, and swirled around. Diana went into a massive orgasm, bucking hard with her climax and thrusting her hips into the air. It was an intense, long, orgasm that shook her awake.

Her body was slick with sweat and both her hands were between her legs. She had kicked the covers off the bed and lay there spread and naked exposed to the amused gaze of Miranda and Martina.

Wide awake Diana shrieked with anguish at this very public disgrace. She reached down to pull the bed sheets to cover her nakedness. In her distraught and demoralised state she was no match for the two huge and muscular blondes. Taking an arm each they pulled her naked from the bed half-carried her through to Adonis' sumptuous bathroom and dumped her unceremoniously into a huge sunken tub which they had prepared. The Amazon's spirit seemed completely broken. She sat head bowed, crimson-faced, and sobbing and under the watching eyes of the two blondes. Her experience with Adonis had destroyed her morale and undermined her emotionally such that Martina and Miranda were surprised and delighted to find that the renowned Wonder Woman had become totally compliant to their wishes. They stripped off their clothes to reveal voluptuous but toned bodies and joined Wonder Woman in the bath first gathering up her long raven hair to fix it piled on top of her head.

They each took a sponge, soaked in soapy water and began to massage the Amazon. Wonder Woman quickly found any residual will to fight waned as warm soapy water stroked her bare chest, her huge breasts, across her stomach and her long, shapely legs. Her little remaining resistance evaporated with each stroke. Despite their physique, the women were so gentle, so tender. The water was so warm and soothing. They caressed and petted the Amazon, enjoying the feel of her muscular body. Martina then picked up a long thin bar of soap and started slowly lathering it in her hands. They were soon dripping with a frothy mound of bubbles. She leaned over and placed her hands on the Amazon's rib cage, just below each breast. She slipped her hands upward and followed the curvature of the soapy, gleaming breasts, barely moving or shifting them but covering them none the less with a thick coat of soap. Her soft massage made Wonder Woman moan.

Miranda then began to work downwards along the length of Wonder Woman's curvaceous legs. The Amazon soon responded by bringing her legs together rubbing her full thighs and muscular calves against each other and raising her hips towards the blonde's teasing hands. Miranda's fingers went under her thighs and over her buttocks. The two bodyguards quickly realised that they were in total control and dropped all pretence that they were doing anything other than using the sponges and the soap bars to masturbate their helpless captive. Miranda concentrated on the loins while Martina increased her ministrations on the fabulous breasts. Soaping then up Martina began to kiss the Amazon who now simply melted in her embrace. Soft kisses from her full red lips moved over Diana's neck and across her broad shoulders. Meanwhile Miranda began to run the long soap bar over the Amazon's bare thighs and stomach. The heroine began to pant and spread her long legs allowing Miranda to gently insert the bar into her soapy, wet vagina. At the same moment, Martina sank down and sucked one of her rock hard nipples into her mouth. With both hands she gently cupped the huge breast and began to suck it as hard as she could. Wonder Woman's moans grew louder and louder as the girls licked and stroked, robbing her of any resistance and control. One wicked young tongue went on sucking while clever hands applied pressure of the soap bar to her clitoris bringing Wonder Woman to a noisy climax. She forced her hips upward and writhed erotically as the two blondes had their way with her. Martina plunged the soap bar into her anus causing the Amazon to emit a squeal like a pig as her rear was suddenly penetrated. Helplessly, she bucked and thrust her hips and she was brought to yet another violent climax. She lay slumped in the bath, dazed, and disoriented only then realising that she had been raped and defeated by these two women.. They smothered their victim with kisses and Wonder Woman, confused and perplexed, helplessly returned their embraces.

The girls then pulled the Amazon to her feet, naked and soapy wet with hair piled high on her head. They started drying her off, but in doing so, used their towels to massage and stimulate the heroine even further. Then to her frustration, they suddenly stopped, dropping the towels to the floor. On the verge of yet another climax, the nearly delirious Amazon continued to seek their embrace, Martina slapped her across the buttocks.

"No more now, Adonis has laid out some clothes for you.. Confused and distraught, Wonder Woman realised that Miranda and Martina had been playing with her. They had seduced her. She had lost her self-control and with it what remained of her dignity. She was unaware that the aphrodisiac medication had been renewed while she slept. The blondes smiled at each other. There was more fun to be had with the mighty Wonder Woman

Still completely nude, she allowed them to lead her to chair in front of a large mirror. She lolled back, dazed with eyes closed and the duo began their work. Wonder Woman's long raven tresses were dried until they achieved their full glorious sheen. Both finger and toe nails were buffed and filed then painted with a dazzling scarlet polish. Miranda moved on to work on the make-up, eyeliner and mascara for the eyes, a touch of rouge on the cheeks. Finally, Wonder Woman's full red lips were painted to match her nails. Throughout all this, the Amazon sat numb unresisting, a spectator of the change in her appearance. After her undignified reaction in the bath, she allowed the muscular blondes to do with her as they wished. Scented oil was sprayed on the whole of her nude body. Soon, she had Wonder Woman's voluptuous muscular torso glowing, sleek and perfumed. The thinnest coat of pink body paint was applied to the Amazon's protuberant nipples.

Miranda appeared with several tissue wrapped parcels. "Your new costume" told the perplexed Amazon. This consisted of pair of large gold hooped ear-rings and a tiny silver thong; next. a pair of high heeled silver sandals which added five inches to the Amazon's already impressive height and which caused the muscles in her long legs to shape and tighten, and her ass to thrust up and out provocatively.

Wonder Woman looked around for a dress but instead Miranda produced a filmy diaphanous negligee. The Amazon stirred and for the first time showed some sign of resistance.

"But...but. I can't go round like this. I'm almost naked!

Miranda laughed. "We are not planning on having many visitors. You are dressed for Adonis' pleasure" and Martina added with a giggle "And ours!"

The two blondes advanced on the Amazon who squawked and retreated as fast as she could teeter on her skyscraper heels. Martina caught her first. Two long slender fingers pinched her right nipple causing the numb to harden and grow.

"Ohh!" Diana gasped softly as her head shook and her hips twitched sharply.

Miranda proceeded to fondle Wonder Woman's other breast. Diana and tried to distance her mind from what was happening to her bosom. She had almost blocked it off when Miranda upped the ante by taking the whole of Diana's right breast in her palm and kissed the shocked Amazon on the mouth.

"Mmmmffff!" Diana clamped her mouth shut as tightly as possible even while Miranda's full lips pressed against hers. After just a few moments of this firm resistance, the tiniest scratch of the blonde's tooth caused just enough distraction for Wonder Woman to gasp a bit and Miranda's tongue to slip inside her mouth. She began to inhale deeply and soon she had drawn enough air out of Wonder Woman's lungs to make the raven-haired Amazon extremely light-headed. At this point Martina slid her hands into Wonder Woman's thong.

"...eeemmmmmfffff......hrrhhhhhhh......nnhuhhhhhhh....."

It was over almost in less than a minute. What had been a resolute tower of Amazonian will crumbled to a shambles of emotional wreckage. Tears flowed down Wonder Woman's face even as her mouth dropped open helplessly. Her body shook and her long legs trembled in her high heels. Miranda released her mouth from Wonder Woman's but Martina's fingers continued to dance along her vagina.

"Ohhhhh......Hera.......don't.....noo......i....can't....mustn't.....ohhhhh....aieeeeeyaahhhhhh!" She sank to the floor and the two blondes followed her down. Her will broken, Wonder Woman came and came again; in a writhing, boiling and glowing tangle of shaking breasts, flailing arms and legs, her body jerking like a rag doll. The carefully applied make-up was smeared and the diaphanous lingerie torn from her body.

Wonder Woman now looked nothing like the magnificent heroine who had gallantly faced down countless foes with an air of superiority and noble grace. She now lay sprawled on the floor sweating and gasping in the aftermath of her huge orgasm. Miranda and Martina positioned themselves on either side of her prone body.

"Oh, Diana, we are going to have such fun!!"

14. Hippolyta's Return to Themyscira

From virtually the first minute she returned to her homes. Hippolyta realised that something was wrong. Her immediate friends and counsellors seemed reticent and cautious in her present. Less familiar associates faded away as she approached. Everywhere her subjects appeared to be grouped whispering in corners casting strange glances in her direction. Finally the Amazon Queen could stand it not longer. Summoning her most trusted advisor, Nubia, to her chamber, she demanded to know what was wrong.

Nubia prevaricated, hesitated then blurted out the truth. Hippolyta's affair with Adonis had somehow become public knowledge. Her enemies at Court claimed that she had disgraced her Amazon heritage. That Adonis had also bedded her two daughters added an unsavoury - though mistaken - flavour of incest. Even her most loyal supporters were having difficulty speaking in her defence.

Ever practical, Hippolyta demanded to know the implications. Where would this dissent lead?

Nubia hesitated again uttered the fateful news.

"Your majesty, there is to be an Amazon Challenge for your crown." The faithful servant added.

Hippolyta knew well what the challenge meant. She had herself become queen by deposing an ineffective ruler in single handed combat. She demanded to know who would challenge her.

"Your cousin, Princess Mala has issued the challenge. The Council has met and fixed the day for combat in four days time."

"What weapons?" enquired Hippolyta; to be told that the contest would be decided by Amazon wrestling.

Amazon queen spent no time debating the matter instead going directly with Nubia to the practice ground to hone her fighting skills in preparation for the contest. Hippolyta was a formidable opponent for any pretender to her throne. Perhaps not as young as she once was, she still retained the full array of powers gifted to Amazon royalty. She knew that Mala would be a serious challenger. She was no beauty - perhaps four inches shorter than the voluptuous queen and at least thirty pounds lighter. But she radiated health and tight muscular strength. Ten years younger than Hippolyta, Mala had distinguished herself in combat sports and in commanding a cohort of the Amazon army. She and her followers were seen as the Spartan branch of the Amazons perceived as following an ascetic lifestyle.

On the night before the contest, Hippolyta had a strange and frightening dream.

She was walking along a corridor in her royal palace. As she passed a curtained portal, she heard the unmistakeable sounds of lovemaking. A woman was crying out and moaning and a man grunting and panting. Enraged that a man should have invaded Themyscira she threw back the curtain. At first the gloom prevented her from seeing what was happening. A man and woman lay on a day bed in a tangle of limbs. Her body was pale and white while the man was very tanned and muscular. Hippolyta stepped into the room to demand an explanation and at that point the woman raised her head and let out a scream of passion. It was the Goddess Hera. Astride her and rutting furiously was the unmistakeable figure of Ares the War God. He raised his huge re-haired head and leered at Hippolyta but continued to thrust his body into the Goddess. Hera looked up at the astonished Amazon Queen and began to laugh lasciviously while wrapping her long pale legs around the thick waist of her ravisher.

Hippolyta awoke with a scream but when her attendants came rushing to discover the cause, she refused to speak of her nightmare. It left a deep impression on her mind and worried her. She was concerned that the dream might be a bad omen ahead of her battle with Princess Mala.

When the appointed time came, virtually every Amazon on the island gathered at the arena. The two women faced each other Hippolyta had stripped to a wrestling tunic and was an impressive sight, over six feet tall, and yet built in proportion. Her bust was truly huge but matched by her strong muscular frame topped by broad shoulders. Her upper body tapered to a tight slim waist. Below, the Queen's hips were just as broad as her upper body, and her ass was awesome.

Hippolyta took up the traditional Amazon power stance in preparation for combat. Mala did not appear to be intimidated by her. She was wearing a short black tunic, the symbol of her Amazon tribe. Her body was short stocky but very muscular.

Hippolyta was anxious to eliminate the challenge quickly and once she was satisfied that Mala was ready, made the first move. She threw herself against the smaller woman, grasping her in a crushing bear hug. The taller and much heavier Queen seemed likely to have the upper hand. Mala quickly found herself crushed; her face mashed into the deep valley of the Hippolyta's cleavage. Mala uttered gasps of suffocation as she was pressed into the Queen's massive breasts. It seemed to the watching Amazons that the fight would be over almost before it began.

Mala began to struggle violently, desperately trying to free herself from Hippolyta's powerful grasp. Her exertions showed no signs of diminishing. Although she could not achieve release, she was making the Amazon Queen work hard to maintain her hold. Hippolyta found that as the struggle continued, she was expending more and more energy on the stocky muscular woman. Hippolyta had been invincible in her prime, her powers even surpassing those of her elder daughter. But as this struggle continued she found that her age was taking its toll.

Feeling her strength ebbing, Hippolyta spread her legs to improve her balance. Unfortunately, this gave Mala the opening she needed. In a lightening move she thrust her knee between Hippolyta's legs and into the Queen's exposed crotch. The powerful blow lifted Hippolyta's feet from the ground. The Amazon Queen started to scream, but no sound came from her gaping mouth. Stunned by the blow she released the bear hug and clutched her groin. This gaves Mala the opening she needed. Hooking a leg behind the momentarily distracted Amazon Queen, she tripped Hippolyta and sent her crashing onto her back. Before the bigger woman could react, she took three hard kicks in her ribs. She rose to her feet slowly and shakily surprised that her opponent has not taken advantage of her predicament.

But Mala had been taking the measure of her opponent's strengths and weaknesses and dropped all pretence of a a defensive strategy. She began to simply take the fight to the older Amazon with slashing fists. Hippolyta did not seem to have any answer to the powerful muscular strength of her opponent. A punishing blow sent her onto her back, dazed and moaning. The embattled Amazon Queen struggled to her feet; her once powerful thighs had suddenly become very hot and very wet; her muscles were now rubbery.

Knocked to the ground again, she dutifully rose turning woozily to face the pretender to her throne. She blinked uncomprehendingly wondering what had happened to her. Her muscles were leaden, lethargic; her magnificent legs trembling. Giddy with weakness, Hippolyta felt helpless. She stared at her opponent marvelling at her youth, her strength and energy. Distracted, she barely reacted as Mala turned, twisted, and lashed out feet first, crashing into the Queen's chest catching her full on her huge breasts.

Again Hippolyta crashed to the ground. When she dragged herself to her feet Mala backhanded her across the face spinning her in a half circle. A barrage of powerfully driven punches drove her face first to the ground. As she tried to raise herself Mala's clenched hands smashed down on Hippolyta's neck, in a two-handed rabbit punch. The blow slammed the Queen's face down into a knee lift that flung her backward, arms windmilling for balance. She reeled backwards in pain, blood dripping from her nose and cheek. Meanwhile Mala stalked her unrelentingly.

Another barrage of blows, to her head, face and chest, forced her to her knees. Hippolyta's big, curvy legs trembled as she tried to rise. Mala seized the struggling Queen, gripping her raven hair with her left hand and thrust her right arm through Hippolyta's plump thighs. Then with a roar of effort, she lifted the woozy older Amazon into the air. Hippolyta cried out i fear. She struggled wildly, but Mala had her and threw her head first onto the ground. Hippolyta lay inert. Then acting on instinct alone, she struggled to her feet. Weaving drunkenly she groped weakly at Mala. The smaller Amazon planted her foot in Hippolyta's belly and the embattled Queen was flipped head over heels. She landed with a bone-jarring thud on her back. As she laboured to get up, Mala's heel smashed down on her face. Blood spurted from her nose and she wailed in agony. Mala leant over, seized her blood-stained raven hair, and dragged Hippolyta across the uneven ground jolting her injured back.

Now Mala dropped down straddling Hippolyta's great shuddering body sitting astride the fallen older Amazon. She battered Hippolyta's trapped face from side to side, with slow deliberate open-handed slaps. She only stopped until she was convinced that she had smacked the hapless Amazon Queen into oblivion. Satisfied, that the once mighty Amazon was helpless, Mala ripped off the tattered bodice of the Amazon queen causing huge breasts to tumble free, her long thick nipples exposed and erect. Mala pulled them stretching both out while Hippolyta howled quivering with pain, humiliation and shame.

When finally Mala stood back to allow to rise, Hippolyta shuffled dazedly away from her tormenter, only to have Mala spin her round and slap her across the face one more time. Hippolyta staggered round the arena panting and sobbing in frustration. Mala slapped her at will. The Queen was totally vulnerable and realising that she faced a beating, grew really scared perhaps for the first time in her life. Without logical thought, she despairingly tried to flee by crawling away from her tormentor on hands and knees. Mala followed, easily keeping up with Hippolyta's painful progress. With every step, Mala slashed the Amazon's big gleaming behind with a leather crop; stripped of her pride Hippolyta bawled at each blow.

Mala reached under Hippolyta's body, slipping several fingers beneath the fallen Queen's torn and now dirty panties; impishly she started to fondle her shaven crotch. Her long fingers invaded the firm labia, burrowing right into Hippolyta's pussy tickling her clitoris. With her other hand, she crushed a pink-tipped breast, squeezing and pinching the enormous globe. Mala rose from the quivering body of the Amazon Queen, now humbled so absolutely. She kicked her over onto her back with the toe of her boot then dropped astride her and began to slap her methodically. Unable to escape or retaliate, Hippolyta broke completely, meekly begging,

"No no, no more; please stop, I'll do anything you say, pleeeeezzzzzz!"

Hippolyta's powerfully curved legs shook uncontrollably. She tried to get up but her knees buckled and her legs gave way.

"Hera, help me! I am BEATEN;"

Mala immediately rose and placing her foot on the chest of her vanquished opponent, raised her hands in the air in victory. She motioned to the beaten Hippolyta to rise.

"Hippolyta, you are mine to command. Now Strip!"

The defeated queen hesitated until Mala make a threatening move towards her. Then in fear she began to strip off the few rags remaining on her magnificent but heavily bruised body and stood before her nemesis head bowed and crimson faced. Her former subjects stared at her standing sobbing before the smaller Amazon who had so convincingly defeated her. After allowing the full extent of her humiliation to sink in Mala commanded that she be led away, a room found for her in the palace where she would be washed and her injuries treated.

In the aftermath of the battle, Mala the new Queen summoned Nubia to her chambers.

"I need to know that I can rely on your loyalty, Nubia." Demanded Mala.

"You are now my queen. I am yours to command." Responded Nubia loyally.

"Do you believe these Amazons' actions in Gateway City merited my challenge"

Nubia hesitated then nodded with barely concealed regret.

"Then I want you to arrange for Hippolyta's spawn to be brought back here. What do you suggest?"

"I will send Syrena to bring back the runt" referring to the unruly Donna. "Artemis will bring back Diana and replace her as Wonder Woman in the man's world."

Queen Mala assented.

15. Hippolyta and Mala

Hippolyta slowly adapted to her diminished status. For the most part Mala ignored her and gathered the information she required to take over her duties through her lieutenants whom she had installed as her favoured courtiers. Hippolyta came to believe that she deserved her fate. Her behaviour in Gateway City had been inexcusable and she no longer deserved to be queen of the Amazons. Being a member of the royal household need not be a bad outcome particularly foe someone of Hippolyta's age. She noted that Mala kept a coterie of tall young women in the palace who seemingly took turns to attend the Queen's bedchamber at night. This did not surprise Hippolyta. Sapphic sex was the norm in Themyscira and she herself had taken many lovers over the years and she had always treated them well .

One afternoon as she was bathing, one of Mala's young handmaidens came to the pool carrying some garments.

"Hippolyta. Queen Mala understands that your injuries have healed. She commands that you attend her chambers this evening and that you wear this robe." To call the flimsy diaphanous garment a robe would be misleading. The only accompaniment was a pair of golden sandals. A cold chill ran through Hippolya's body. Mala wanted her for sex and was having her prepared like a whore. But as a defeated deposed queen, she could not refuse. She would have to submit to the younger woman's desires.

On her way to Mala's apartment she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and shrank back as she realised how she was to be defiled. Her huge Amazon body was barely covered by the transparent robe giving her an incredibly erotic allure. A deep slash in the front of the robe exposed her endless legs almost to the crotch as she walked. She fruitlessly tugged at the hem of the garment in the hope of stretching it to cover her nakedness. Her huge breasts were still firm enough to sit high on her chest. The cool of the room and her barely suppressed excitement caused her nipples to become erect. The high heeled sandals made her hips sway and strut like a street whore.

She turned into a large room and there was Mala standing arms folded looking smugly in her direction.

" What a wonderful body!" she ejaculated as she strolled round the shamed Amazon first peering at the monumental breasts then proprietarily pulling the curtain of the robe aside to view the exposed ass and the shaven crotch of the mortified Hippolyta. The older woman's plump rear jiggled as Mala gently slapped it.

"Hippolyta, I defeated you in combat and now I will claim you as my prize!"

With a strength belying her size, Mala pushed Hippolyta face down over a table. Off balance and unable to resist, the hapless ex-Queen was easily upended, feet off the ground, long legs spread. Unresisting she lay there limply as Mala peeled the robe from her body to reveal all of her huge nude body. Her plump buttocks offered themselves to her captor.

" SMACK ! SMACK ! SMACK !" Mala spanked the deposed Amazon Queen like a naughty schoolgirl. Hippolyta responded by thrashing around on the table, face down, bottom up on the table but there was no escape. She fought hard to retain self-control but stripped of her dignity she soon found herself sobbing, pleading with Mala to stop the disgrace. Mala produced a long thick dildo and taking careful aim shoved it from behind into Hippolyta's vagina.

"OH GREAT HERA! NOOO!" Screamed the Amazon; flailing about as she tried to get her body off the enormous artificial cock. Mala kept one hand on the small of her back pressing her into the table and this combined with the fact that her legs were off the ground gave her no leverage. She was exposed and completely helpless.

"Pleeeeze Mala!" Screamed Hippolyta - begging in vain for some mercy "AGAAGGHUGHH!!"

The frantic matron's hips bucked and gyrated as more and more of the oozing dripping dildo was driven farther into her gaping and overly receptive vagina. Hissing, grunting and spitting, she could only twist in horrid, sexual agony as she was methodically forced to accommodate the over sized fake cock. Her hips squirmed and thrashed as Mala impaled her. Hippolyta's eyes bulged and her big body squirmed and thrust in uncontrollable convulsions. She was wholly unaware that she was making a shameless exhibition of herself, jerking and twisting. Buttocks tightened, chest throbbing, her body grew so tight that her skin grew beet red from tension. Then, with one last futile surge of her shapely hips, she was pulverized by a convulsion of climaxes. Groping and clawing at the table, Hippolyta looked up with tear stained, blood shot eyes. She sobbed, begging Mala to stop - or perhaps to continue, utterly abasing herself before the young woman who had humiliated her in battle.

Sometime later when she had begun to regain her senses, she realised that she had somehow been moved onto a day bed. Mala appeared above her and, held her face and kissed her hard on the mouth and began stroke and fondle her breasts; she stimulated; caressed, sucked, squeezed, fondled, bit, pinched, mauled and slapped the big firm globes. Incredibly despite her fear Hippolyta she found herself being stimulated to another orgasm. Mala was amazingly skilful, taking her to the edge of her climax, before gently leading her away. Over and over, using her mouth, teeth, tongue, hands, fingers and even her hair, she focused the fallen queen's entire being on her tits. Never had her breasts been so aroused and sensitive. Despite herself Hippolyta realised that deep down she was finding pleasure in this deeply degrading experience. She closed her eyes.

Then a sharp loud blow brought her back to full consciousness and pain surged from her overloaded brain. Fear gripped her once more. Mala had begun to whip her with a thin leather belt. The Bright red stripes began to appear on Hippolyta's sculpted ass. The leather belt was too soft to do much damage to the skin but it could and did cause agony. Hippolyta's exposed ass turned deep red from the lashing. Mala's last strokes had reached her slit exposed between her parted legs. Dropping the belt Mala gripped her voluptuous victim by the upper thighs and spreading them, thrust into her with the phallus. Hippolyta howled pitifully. She was broken, beaten. Her will had been smashed. She barely noticed nor did she react when Mala placed the tip of the phallus against her anal ring. She knew that Mala was going to take her up the ass. Her anal muscles had been numbed by the punishment her body had taken and the smooth tip of the probe slipped past the sphincter with ease.

But when the device was fully rammed home, Hippolyta wailed as Mala applied firm pressure and the thick fake cock slid up her back chute, stuffing her completely. She began to babble incoherently. Mala worked the dildo in and out of the clasping orifice and gradually she could feel the older woman's rectum accepting the shaft until finally it felt as if she were sucking it into herself. She watched the defeated Amazon struggle towards her climax. Reaching again for the leather strap she swung it into Hippolyta's exposed clit. The Amazon matron's whole body shook then spasm. She came so hard that she fainted.

Mala carefully eased the dildo from Hipolyta's sucking ass and then shook the older woman out of her torpor. The Amazon matron lay babbling in the aftermath of her disgrace. Her legs were spread as if awaiting another onslaught. Instead Mala turned her back on her and said

"You can go now !"

Hippolyta shook her head in disbelief and then slowly raised herself from the bed. When she finally made it onto her feet, her long legs were shaking. Her ass was scarlet from the spanking and her big breasts discoloured and swollen from Mala's mauling.

"Whaat… did you say ?" she stammered.

"You can go. I have had you- for now. You will be told when you are to return. Tonight I have spanked your fat ass and porked it, I've closed your arrogant mouth and heard you plead for mercy,- at least when you weren't begging me to fuck you again. You can go."

The full force of what Mala said struck home. She was being dismissed, like a cheap whore. She stood head bowed and began to sob. At this juncture, Mala walked up to her and smacked her hard across the cheek.

"I don't want to hear your whining. " She hissed." Maybe this will shut you up."

Male gripped Hippolyta by the jaw and seizing the discarded dildo thrust it into the fallen queen's mouth. Devastated by such terrible treatment by one she recognised as her sovereign, Hippolyta sank to her knees still with the phallus in her mouth.

Mala clapped her hands and a bevy of young attendants appeared surrounding their queen and the beaten Hippolyta.

"Behold, ladies; the ex-Queen of the Amazons." The young women giggled simpered and pointed at Hippolyta's plight.

Totally disgraced, Hippolyta gathered up her robe and slunk back to her room still with the dildo in her mouth.

16. Donna Meets her Match

After the debacle in her mother's apartment which ended with Hippolyta fleeing back to Themyscira, Donna took refuge by returning to college. Perhaps time would heal the rift between the two sisters but for the present she had no wish to maintain contact with Diana.

Her roommate at the State University College was called Jennifer, a statuesque blonde from Texas. Jennifer was the Campus Queen. Her beauty and athleticism had made her the most polular girl in the college. She was a track star and captain of the women's wrestling team. In her Wonder Girl alter ego, Donna could have been the campus champion but she chose to maintain a low profile and while she enjoyed sports she had long decided that she would not compete seriously with the other girls. As she posed no threat to the more ambitious athletes, Donna was a popular member of the sorority. Donna and Jennifer were mutually attracted and had a brief lesbian fling but they found they were able to move on to develop other relationships.

Donna's problems started with the arrival of a new girl called Syrena, a stunning beauty with a magnificent muscular body. Donna thought the young woman was vaguely familiar; her attitude rather over-confident but grudgingly admired the marvellous form of her full breasts, her

exquisite legs and her highly curvaceous behind. Her eyes were bright blue and her hair long and blonde.

Shortly after Syrena's arrival, the college organised a field and track meeting to select a team for the upcoming intercollegiate championship. Syrena appeared to excel in field events easily winning the javelin throw and the high jump. Jennifer was favourite to win the sprint and the 400 metres. Donna had decided to compete in both events but did not plan to beat Jennifer.

Syrena had caused something of a sensation by wearing only the skimpiest of crop tops. The young women athletes generally wore sports bras but it was clear that Syrena's chest was wholly unfettered and despite the size of her breasts they retained their full firmness through the competitions. Her very brief shorts which rode up her muscular ass amounted to little more than a thong.

In the first heat of the spring, Syrena staggered everyone by winning by a wide margin. Her opponents included some of the college's best runners but she left them standing. Donna noticed Jennifer watching the new girl with pursed lips. Donna and Jennifer both made the final. When the gun went, Jennifer powered forward but Syrena was at her side with Donna lying third. At the halfway mark, Jennifer had a slight lead but then Syrena began to overtake her and in the last twenty metres pulled effortlessly away to claim the victory leaving Jennifer and Donna in her wake. Jennifer was upset by her defeat - in what she considered to be her best event - but tried to hide her disappointment and approached her next and last race with focus and determination.

Donna was bemused by the new girl's performance and decided that as she had sometimes beaten Jennifer over 400 metres she would exert herself and test Syrena's limits and abilities. Donna stole a lead from the gun and moved into a smooth running style. At 200 metres she could hear someone closing on her and accelerated. But out of the corner of her eye she was shocked to see not Jennifer but Syrena on her elbow. Donna focussed again kicking hard into the final straight. But as they approached the line she was astonished to find the blonde newcomer passing her with an amazing burst of speed that she could not match. Syrean had won the race by two metres from Donna and left Jennifer the track champion a distant third.

The girls sportingly congratulated Syrena but they were rewarded only with a victorious smirk.

They left rather embarrassed by the adulation that the victor was receiving from her admiring athletes. Jennifer was uncharacteristically silent as they returned from the sports field. When Donna suggested that they go for a coffee she replied that she had to go back to her room to rest as she had wrestling practice the following morning. The events of the day left Donna with an uneasy feeling.

Next morning Donna went down to the arena to watch Jennifer prepare for an upcoming wrestling match against another college. She arrived some time after the practice was due to start and was surprised and troubled to see Jennifer and Syrena facing one another across the ring.

Her friend was about two inches taller than the new girl but ominously less muscular. Both girls wore simple bikinis, Jennifer in white, Syrena in black. Jennifer opened by reaching out to grasp Syrena's wrist but the smaller girl was quicker and grabbed the Texan's arm, spun her body around, pressed her back to my chest and Judo threw her. . Jennifer had the wind knocked out of her as she hit the mat. Before she knew what was happening Syrena was astride her. Syreana pressed her palm firmly into Jennifer's shoulder joint sending a jolt of pain surging through her big body. She let out an astonished despairing cry as her shoulders were pressed firmly against the mat. She looked up to see Syrena grinning above her.

"1...2...3. A fall! Syrena wins!"

There was a gasp from the girls on the bleachers, what was happening? How could the champion be pinned so quickly? Donna concern and sense of foreboding grew.

Jennifer rose to prepare for the next fall. This time she got a firm hold on Syrena's wrist; the newcomer tried to pull away but Jennifer kept her hold. She spun Syrena round and released her, sending her wheeling across the ring to land face down. Jennifer I ran over to jump on her back and keep her down, but suddenly Syrena did a backward roll through the Texan's long legs getting behind her. She jumped up and slid her arms under Jennifer's shoulders holding her in a full nelson. Jennifer squirmed in frustration but Syrena drew her arms back forcing the big Texan to thrust her chest forward, her bikini top pressed firmly against her breasts forcing her nipples to stand on end. Syrena turned her round to face our audience, she yelled out so everyone could hear - "Does she have a pair on her or what?"

This was unsporting and Jennifer was humiliated but tried to release the hold by falling backwards which would knock the wind out of her opponent. But as she fell, Syrena released her captive from the hold and instead of landing on the new girl. Jennifer hit the mat with a thud. Syrena was on top of her again. Jennifer bridged just in time to prevent herself pinned, yet nothing could prepare her for what happened next. Unseen by the onlookers a finger slipped under the waist band of her bikini, ran over my small dark patch and probed her vagina. Jennifer was so shocked she abandoned the bridge and collapsed on the mat.

Syrena didn't get off her immediately. Instead she smiled down at the defeated champion. She had surreptitiously removed her probing hand which she mischievously slid in and out of her mouth before rising. Jennifer jumped to her feet and looked down self consciously between her legs.

Syrena broke an uncomfortable silence. "I believe we have one more round left?" Jennifer's face was ashen. She simply had to win this last round.

When the match resumed Jennifer raced forward then suddenly veered left catching her opponent in a tight bear hug. She squeezed Syrena tighter confining her arms to her sides until she let out a gasp. But suddenly she lifted her long legs clean off the mat and wrapped them right around Jennifer's waist locking them together and applying a body scissors. Both wrestlers tightened their holds and collapsed on the mat. The impact forced Jennifer to release her bear hug but Syrena kept her scissor hold around the waist, then she began to squeeze.

Jennifer let out a scream as she was crushed. She tried to unlock Syrena's legs but the grip was too strong. Syrena had a triumphant look in her face. Suddenly she released her captive. Dazed Jennifer found herself being pulled to her feet by the hair. Then she flew through the air a hit the mat with a thwack as Syrena judo threw her. She repeated the move again and again. Jennifer lay dazed on the mat. Syrena grasped her ankles and had her secured in a grapevine hold. Jennifer cried out as she felt she was being ripped in two. She thrust her beautiful body up in agony. At this point the pressure of her large breasts against her bikini top was too much and the back string snapped baring her mountainous bosom. Her breasts bounced up and down as the big blonde tossed and turned in anguish. Donna had seen enough and threw a white towel into the ring. The college champion had been defeated and humiliated.

Syrena turned and looked up at Donna seated on the bleachers.

"Do you want to take your friend's place? Can you do better?"

Donna would not be provoked. She was shocked at what had happened to her friend and intrigued by this mysterious newcomer but decided to let the challenge pass. She ignored Syrena and joined the other girls helping Jennifer from the ring.

Jennifer responded to her defeat by uncharacteristically going out on the town to party. Donna declined the invitation and stayed home to study. She was determined to find out the identity of this mysterious new girl who had arrived from nowhere and annihilated the college's top athlete. She pored over the photographic records she had brought from Themyscria until by 10pm she had found the answer she was looking for. She realised with alarm who she was dealing with.

By the time that Donna had ascertained the identity of the mysterious newcomer, Jennifer was throwing down shots in a bar with some of the girls from college. She was wearing a white silk blouse cut low at the front to show impressive cleavage, a tiny black skirt that barely covered her ass. Giggling and laughing they eventually piled into the powder room where to her shock, Jennifer was confronted by Syrena . The two blondes faced each other. Syrena was wearing flats so that Jennifer towered over her. While the two women were of equal weight the blonde was muscular while Jennifer was voluptuous. Syrena thrust her head against Jennifer's and stared into her eyes.

The onlookers expected a battle but suddenly Jennifer's shoulders began to shake and a tear trickled down her perfectly made-up face. Her friends were astonished. Their heroine was clearly terrified. Jennifer's mind was filled with the horrific memory of her sprawled on her back in the ring while the blonde loomed above her pinning her helplessly. Syrena smiled wolfishly and pushed the big glamorous brunette against the wall.

"Please don't hurt me." Whimpered Jennifer.

Syrena sneered and gripping the front of Jennifer's white blouse ripped it to the waist. Underneath, a strapless, quarter cup bra supported two perfect tanned breasts. Jennifer did not retaliate. Frozen in fear, she cringed as Syrena seized her by the hair and dragged her into a stall. Within seconds, the voluptuous brunette was kneeling, head down in the faucet - skirt rucked to the waist revealing a tiny red thong. Syrena flushed the cistern soaking Jennifer's long dark hair and perfectly made-up face. She banged her victim's head against the bowl, stunning her. Then she flushed the system again leaving Jennifer lying head across the toilet bowl gagging from the water in her lungs.

Syrena reached inside Jennifer's blouse, unclipped the flimsy bra and pulling it free used it to tie the humiliated young woman's wrists together then reaching under Jennifer's tiny skirt, she peeled the thong down her long thrashing legs pulling off Jennifer's high heeled pumps in the process. She stood her victim on her feet and stripped off the blouse and skirt.

Syrena led the nude college queen from the stall wrists bound, thong gagging her mouth, out of the club strolling past Jennifer's horrified friends swinging the victims' expensive pumps on her fingers.

Meanwhile Donna had been busy trying to find out more about the mysterious newcomer. She finally identified Syrena as an Amazon. She was probably one of the race's most fierce and skilful warriors who could be a match for Diana and Artemis. She tried to think why she should have suddenly materialised at her college. There could only be one answer - her targeting of Jennifer was a ruse. For some reason Syrena was her to challenge her. She decided that for the time being she would not tell Syrena of her discovery but rather wait and see what developed. In the meantime, she was not aware of Jennifer's bar humiliation. The blonde Texan had not returned to their room that night when she did appear late in the afternoon of the following day, Donna had to resist the impulse to burst into tears at the sight of her friend.

Jennifer was dressed like a cheap hooker. How could this have happened to her? Jennifer had been a role model for every freshman in the college - the undefeated college wrestling champion. When she entered their room, she was almost unrecognisable. Her hair was pulled back in a long ponytail. She wore a tight low-cut top. A push-up bra thrust her big breasts over the edge of her top giving massive cleavage and globes rounded as any porn star. She wore a tight wrap-over skirt which stopped half-way up her thighs. Under this were thong panties, tan stockings supported by a garter belt. Her black pumps were so high she could barely walk thrusting her legs into a painful curve and her ass out against the tight skirt. Her eyes were black with mascara and her lips crimson.

Syrena had dragged her out of the club and taken her to a low class strip joint where she had intimidated the 'girls' there to dress Jennifer as a tart giving them very explicit instructions on what she was should wear. Terrified of further retribution from the fearsome blonde Jennifer had accompanied Syrena to a lesbian club where they danced and drank until late. Syrena then took her captive back to her apartment. After several hours of brutal sex, she sent a ravished Jennifer back to the Campus. She appeared quivering in front of Donna teetering on these ridiculous heels and totally confused as to why this humiliation was being inflicted on her.

But Donna knew. This was Syrena's way of challenging her. Having established from the sobbing Jennifer that Syrena was down at the pool, she dressed in her Wonder Girl costume and she rushed down to confront her nemesis. Donna found Syrena in the shower area, completely naked; her magnificent muscular body seemed to be positively glowing. When she saw Donna, she grinned.

"So, Wonder Girl has worked it out. Your dyke friend has told you what I did to her. Do you know that when I got my fingers inside her, she couldn't get enough; she said I was far better than you. But then you've been used to being on the receiving end recently. On your back with your legs in the air! Or did Adonis give it to you up the ass?"

Donna tried to control herself in the face of this provocation "What do you want Syrena?"

"I want to beat the shit out of you for betraying the Amazons, you and your whore mother and sister. Then I am going to take you back trussed like a turkey to Themyscria."

Donna hit her tormentor with a hard right to the jaw and followed up with a left to the belly

But to her shock Syrena seemed able to shrug off her blows. How powerful was this woman? Donna discovered when the blonde cracked her face with a full force roundhouse flying kick, spinning her, making her reel and fall to the tiled floor. She struggled to to keep herself from blacking out.

"Oh God... I'm Hurt "she moaned.

Syrena grabbed Donna by the bustier and with heave, dragged her feet off the ground. Donna's hands flew up to protect her breasts, but she was slammed in the vagina. Her star spangled briefs were no protection and the young Amazon screamed in pain, sure that her pelvic bone had cracked. Next, Syrena's hard fist slammed into her abs. She tried to fold forward as the fist struck her again and again but Syrena was holding her by the hair keeping her from doubling over, relishing every moment of pain she was inflicting.

Below the bustier, Donna's washboard abdomen was reddening with bruises and she could not help screaming and crying, tears flowing down her cheeks. Donna realised that this other Amazon was had incredible strength and sped; she could not win this battle. Syrena proved this further by taking a firm grip on Wonder Girl perky tits and squeezing hard. Donna bucked involuntarily her hips thrusting forwards like she was being impregnated. Her breasts felt like they were almost ready to rupture. Syrena was twisting them so hard. She choked and coughed up blood which dribbled down the front of her bustier. Donna's head drooped under her power. In little more than a matter of seconds Wonder Girl had been defeated and dominated. Everything went black and Donna collapsed unconscious onto the tiled floor of the changing room.

There were only a few witnesses to the heroine's humiliation. Some were her friends but in the face of such unrestrained violence they were too terrified to intervene. Syrena turned and addressed them.

"This, you must realise now it the famous Wonder Girl. She is an Amazon but a rather over-rated member of the race. Since she came to this country she has behaved like a promiscuous slut. I am going to make an example of her. Watch and learn!"

"What?" Donna was emerging from her daze. Syrena grabbed her by the hair and banged her head on the tiled floor. Wonder Girl howled with pain. Syrena attacked the young Amazon's pussy,

"Ahhh! Don't touch me there!"

The blonde repeatedly spanked the young Amazon's vagina then pinned her to the floor. Her costume quickly became wet and smeared with dirt and blood. She tried to break free but she was seized and lifted. Syrena carried to one of the stall doors and pushed her inside. She fell down next to the toilet.

"Oowww.." Wonder Girl's head clanked on the bowl. Syrena grabbed her again, pushing her face down in exactly the same way as she had with Jennifer.

"No..nooommmmfffff" Her face was pressed down on the rim, the cold bowl rubbed along her face and lips. Her hair was soaked from the disgusting water, Wonder Girl tried to push away from the cold porcelain. But Syrena was far stronger and pushed her hard down on the toilet, Wonder Girl struggled but her arms were securely held. She was pulled back up struggling in her clutches before the blonde laughed and dunked her again..

Wonder Girl gasped for air as her arms were seized, she was raised in the air and pushed ass first hard back down on the toilet. Her red boots popped up as she fell inside the bowl. Her ass dipped in the cold water, her star spangled briefs soaked in the water. Some of the girls who were not Donna's friends giggled at the sight of the humiliated superheroine.

"Poor girl, got your panties all wet? Haha." Syrena mocked.

Wonder Girl's face went red, she struggled to get up but she was pushed in again. Splashing in the water, her briefs were soaking wet; Syrena looked down at her, sneering. Then she grabbed the heroine tossing her hard into the sinks where she fell in on her belly. Syrena brought her hand down hard on Donna's ass. Wonder Girl brought her hands up to protect herself.

"Don't do that" hissed Syrena.

Now in fear of the blonde, Wonder Girl lowered her hands to her side and allowed Syrena to slap her ass again - her face red with shame,

Wonder Girl's back arched. Her head fell back on the floor. She was helpless, the audience watched with bated breath.

"No…Syrena please, let me go…."

"Now how does that look - a superheroine begging. You really are pathetic, Wonder Girl…Where's the Wonder now?

Syrena forced her onto her stomach and pulled down her star spangled briefs. Donna's face was pressed to the floor but her ass was lifted in the air. Her briefs were snagged around her ankles. Donna squirmed helplessly as the brutal blonde spanked her ass in front of her college classmates. She pleaded and begged Syrena to stop the torment but howled in pain as her tender ass was thrashed by the tough blonde. Finally Jennifer was brought down to see her roommate's humiliation. When she was finished Syrena took the star-spangled briefs from Donna's ankles and pulled them over the young Amazon's head. Wonder Girl was left sprawled on the washroom floor, breasts and pussy exposed and with her panties covering her head.

Donna's ordeal was not over. Syrena produced a rope and stretched Donna's arms above her head. Then she straddled her midriff and bound her arms together from wrist to elbow. Blinded by her panties Donna reacted by trying to buck wildly with her body to throw Syrena off. Instead she found her hands tied by the wrists in front of her. Syrena held the rope close to Donna's wrists and pulled her bound arms down, holding it taut before looping the rope over her victim's head then through her crotch to bind her elbow and shoulders. Nearly naked and blinded by her briefs,, Donna squirmed against her bondage. The coils around her arms ran above and below her naked breasts thrusting then into the air. Donna twisted and turned, writhing with her body as she tried ineffectually to free herself. With her final triumphant move Syrena pulled the last loop tighter and imprisoned Donna red booted ankles.

Wonder Girl lay on the wet bathroom floor. As she had predicted Syrena had indeed trussed her like a turkey. The powerful blonde Amazon had succeeded in her mission and the younger daughter of the deposed Hippolyta would be transported back to Thremiscira in bondage.

17. Della comes to call

Back in Gateway City, Martina and Miranda kept their Amazon prisoner in a near permanent state of sexual excitement. With Adonis not due to return for another week, the blonde bodyguards used every opportunity to make free with their gorgeous captive who they found only too willing to respond to being ravished.

To put it mildly being pumped full of aphrodisiac drugs made Diana far less inhibited than she would otherwise have been and the two blondes were delighted at their ability to drive her into an uncontrolled sexual frenzy whenever it pleased them. I t pleased them one afternoon when they succeeded in encouraging Wonder Woman to try to build up her fitness by using Adonis' well equipped private gym.

Working on the butterfly press, the Amazon was unaware of Miranda hovering above her as she flexed her arms in an attempt to improve her upper body strength. Suddenly she found her wrists trapped above her head, while Martina kicked her legs apart and inserted her body between them. Wearing only the tiniest crop top with no bra and a miniscule pair of shorts, the Amazon was completely exposed to Martina's attack. The big blonde pulled Diana's briefs aside and began to lick the Amazon's exposed clitoris. Diana's whole body went taut and tense with sexual excitement. Her body stretched back across the machine. Meanwhile Miranda had freed her breasts from the flimsy crop-top. They arched towards the ceiling. Reaching up she began fondling an Amazonian breast and teasing its stubby nipple. In no time it was brought to a fat erection. Miranda pulled the big melon to her lips and sucked

Wonder Woman's magnificent body became sheaned with sweat. Her belly rippled and her vagina flooded almost choking Martina who was crouched between Diana's legs sucking furiously on her pussy. The Amazon's long limbs swung around Martina's head and clamped it tight in her warm oozing and writhing cunt. Diana's body began to churn then surged into a long sustained orgasm. Three minutes later the two amused blondes left a depleted, well-climaxed limp rag of a woman.

They played cruel games with poor Diana dressing her up to go out for dinner with absolutely no intention of allowing her to leave her luxurious captivity. In her befuddled drug induced state she imaged that they were going out on the town. She barely noticed they had dressed her like a character in a wet dream, a tight clinging dress that barely covered her stocking tops, cut low at the front which threatened to expose her braless bosom; high heeled pumps completed the picture. As she headed towards the door, Diana felt a warm breath on the back of her neck. Before she could turn she was pushed against the wall then a soft hand aggressively felt her up. Miranda's fingers were inside the top of her dress fondling and tweaking her nipple while her other hand dropped to stroke her panty covered pubis. Miranda casually tripped her and she fell to the floor long stocking clad legs waving in the air, revealing her garter belt and flimsy panties. The aggressive blonde followed her down and grasping her bare thighs above the stocking tops, thrust her mouth into Diana's crotch. The now familiar helpless reaction took over again. Something happened to her panties and soon she did not care where they had gone. She lay sprawled on her back in dishabille and disarray grabbing her nipple and squeezing it while between her legs determined lips and tongue worked away at her wide open cleft and its rising quivering trigger. Miranda's hands raised the Amazon's muscular buttocks in the air and her mouth plundered her cunt. Diana's only response was to grip her nipple tighter turning it bright red while her lower body thrust itself against the blonde's lips. Eventually Miranda rose from the lewdly sprawled rag that had been Wonder Woman. Drained by orgasm, even her mighty tits had gone soft round and utterly relaxed. A triumphant Miranda had carried off her panties once again!

The evenings would follow a pattern. The blondes would arouse Diana from her addled slumber, pin her to the bed and take turns; one making free with her mountainous breasts while the other generated jarring jolts of electricity to her receptive pussy. They would leave her splayed out and exhausted while they were able to leave the apartment knowing that their sexually sated victim would not stir till dawn.

So it was that when Adonis returned from Europe, he found the Amazon lying nearly comatose in bed, her fingers embedded in her crotch having fallen asleep while attempting to secure yet another climax. He ordered his bodyguards back to his apartment with instructions to detox the dazed and addled Wonder Woman. After three days, it looked as though she was getting back to something approaching normality. Even then the aphrodisiacs were still affecting her and despite herself she would masturbate furiously. One afternoon, Mayor Della McLelland arrived unannounced at the apartment. Of course she had heard rumours but she was unprepared the sight of a red-eyed and distraught Wonder Woman asking for her help without actually being able to articulate the problem. Della's starting point had been her asking the Amazon for assistance with _her_infatuation with Adonis. She now found that that her heroine and role model was immersed in an even worse obsession. When Adonis entered the room, Della was horrified to see Diana wantonly throw her leg over the arm of her chair and hitching her short skirt to the waist, thrust her hand into her panties and masturbate furiously. Horrified, Della fled from the room. Her action broke through the numbness in Diana's mind and with brief moment of clarity, she realised what had become of her and dissolved into tears at her disgrace.

18. Mayor Della's humiliation

Adonis was concerned lest Della would spread the news of Diana's captivity and her addled condition. The Mayor would have to be stopped. He spoke at length to Martina while Miranda intercepted Della as she reached the elevator. Della was angry when the blonde bodyguard grabbed her by the arm and tried to shake her off. The anger changed to alarm when she found herself in an overpowering grip. Dressed in a crop top t-shirt and hot pants Miranda towered over Della despite the fact that the mayor was 5'8" and wearing heels. Della found herself propelled into a bedroom next to the elevators.

"Now look, I don't think you know who you are dealing with! Get Adonis through here at once! You have no right to....Let me go at once.... Ooooh!"

Della's stream of protests was abruptly terminated by Miranda grasping the collar of her black dress and ripping it from her body. The Mayor of Gateway City was left wobbling unsteadily on her high heels in rather revealing underwear. Since her first seduction by Adonis, Della had become much more adventurous in her choice of lingerie.

"Wow! The mayor wears La Senza. Not bad for an old broad" Mocked Miranda. Della felt very vulnerable stripped to a plunge bra, tiny thong panties, stockings and a garter belt. Miranda had an ominous gleam in her eye and Della realized in horror that the blonde giant might be after something more than just her clothes.

Miranda stepped back to admire the spectacle of the half-naked mayor and Della's anger took over from her fear. She tried to grab back the remnants of her dress, but Miranda had got a firm grip on the material. The two women struggled back and forth. While this tug of war was going on, Martina entered the room. This distraction caused Della to give up the struggle and Miranda jerked the dress away from Della. The ruined dress fell to the floor, bunched at Della's feet. The mortified mayor made a futile attempt to cover herself with one arm over her breasts and the other over the front of her crotch.

The two blondes took a step back out to assess progress. Della stood in her flimsy underwear desperately looking for an escape. She dropped her hands and turned to the right giving them a clear view. For a woman over 40, Della's breasts looked impressive but they almost certainly had implants. Martina satisfied her curiosity by reaching out and pulling the flimsy bra away from the Mayor's chest. Della's breasts were revealed, nicely round and with no sag. Aroused by her exertions the nipples were very hard; the areola puckered and wrinkled. Her silicon enhanced boobs were heaving up and down as if she was trying to catch her breath. Della's tiny panties had slipped down her butt and formed a wedgie but her stockings had not suffered any runs.

She began to plead with her tormentors who stood back casually inspecting her nudity. Now bare to the waist she was doing nothing to cover the fact that her pink areolas were very stimulated. All things together she was a very impressive sight in high heels, stockings, and garter belt. Then there was the thong which hid nothing of Della's impressively firm forty year old butt, barely covered by the white lace. Fearing an attack from the two blonde's who were staring at her lasciviously, she took two steps back but caught her ankles in the remnants of her dress. Pitching forward she fell to the floor. In panic, she tried to get up but had only got to her hands and knees when she felt a pair of strong hands on her hips.

"Oh madam mayor, I love your sussies. They are a real turn on." Whispered Martina.

That was the effect that Della had wanted when she bought the garter belt in La Senza. It was a white, delicate and lacy with little pink flowers on the garter straps. However she had not intended to arouse the passions of two voracious lesbians. Before she could rise, Martina began to peel Della's thong over her hips and butt.

"What are you doing!" screamed the distraught mayor. She tried to crawl away on all fours but Martina's hold prevented her and actually helped drag her thong from her ass down to the tops of her thighs. Miranda joined in, pulling Della to her feet by her hair. The two muscular blondes decided to ramp up the aggression.

"Now we'll really have some fun, you stuck up bitch." threatened Miranda.

"I think the mayor would benefit from a sound spanking." Responded Martina

Pulling up a chair, Martina yanked Della down over her lap. She controlled the mayor's left arm by pulling it behind her back. Della was now positioned face down across her thighs. She kicked her stocking-clad legs and tried to slip away, but Martina pulled her back onto her lap. Della moaned, stopped her kicking and lowered her legs with her toes just touching the carpet. Martina slipped her hand inside the dangling thong and squeezed Della's left buttock.

This seemed to rouse the captive mayor into a frenzy of defiance. "Get your hand off me."

Miranda's hand roamed over Della's other cheek. "I bet you really like girls!"

The Mayor of Gateway City began to get hot and bothered. Draped over the blonde's knees, her bare tits were rubbing against Martina's muscular legs and she could feel the heat from bare skin on her belly. The big blonde began to gently massage Della's bum before slowly working the thong down her legs. Her victim was right where she wanted her. She used Della's garter belt to hold her in position.

"Madam Mayor, I think know what's coming next." Martina sniggered.

"What do you mean?" Della replied as if she didn't know.

"Just this!" The big blonde replied and smacked Della's plump ass. Della let out a howl Her head shot back and she arched her back but fearing that she would lose her balance, she dropped her free hand and pressed down onto the carpet to support herself. Her co-conspirator Miranda traced her fingertips down Della's side. Finding the swell of Della's boob she cupped it in her hand, the hard nipple finding space between her index and middle finger. After giving the breast a few gentle squeezes, she then put her arm over Della's shoulder

Martina applied the punishment to both cheeks. Della had experienced spankings in the past but only from men. Adonis had twice playing smacked her beautiful butt. But that was nothing compared to this. She squirmed and bucked and cried out but was held firmly in place. She could feel her ass burning. Her thighs had been held tightly together at the beginning of Martina's assault but unaccountably, as the chastisement proceeded they parted and soon her legs were spread as wide as her undignified position across the blonde's lap allowed.

Della's head drooped in submission but surprisingly she began to arch her butt towards Martina's hand. Miranda abruptly reached across and when her co-conspirators hand was on the upswing she put her hand between Della's thighs and cupped her pussy. The distraught mayor grabbed the leg of the chair for support and the fist of her other hand began to pound on the carpet. With this, the spanking stopped. Della lay across Martina's lap. Now using both hands Miranda began to caress Della's ass. Then her fingertips gently moved to the inside of the thigh and then upward. Della made no effort to prevent this exploration and even spread her legs a little more. Miranda's fingers explored the lips of the mayor's pussy and found a sopping wetness. She bent down and pulled Della's face hers.

"You loved that didn't you?" Then to Martina; "the mayor loves girls and she has one of the best asses in the city. Martina released Della and shoved her to the floor. Della rose to a kneeling position and began to soothe her abused bottom with her hand. She thought she was going mad.

"This isn't right, this isn't right. I can't be enjoying this. These women have humiliated me. My ass is on fire but it feels so good. I've never felt this way" Della's conflicting thoughts were flying through her head.

Martina reached out and stroked Della's nipple causing her to gasp at the other woman's touch. The nub stiffened then the areola contracted. The blonde continued to gently knead the nipple Meanwhile, Miranda was stroking Della's butt. She moved her hand between the shapely legs and the mayor began to thrust back against her pressure. Miranda knew exactly what she was doing. Slowly increasing her teasing by using a rotating motion which worked the older woman into a frenzy. Della's breath was rapid. She thrust her sex against the Miranda's hand. Cruelly the big blonde waited until she thought Della had reached the cusp of her orgasm, she suddenly stopped.

"What! Don't stop! Don't stop! I want more!" howled Della, in mindless excitement.

Miranda pulled her up onto her lap this time with Della's back to her in the sitting position. Her right hand spread Della's legs while Martina closed in to work over Della's nipples. Miranda's right hand found the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. Rubbing gently on the pubic bone, she found the folds of the older woman's pussy. Spreading her lips and finding abundant moisture, she worked the sensitive bud. Della began to grunt in time to Miranda's hand strokes. Taking her over the top, the big blonde slipped a finger into the moist tunnel. Della stiffened, her back arched, her nipples at their most erect; her breasts thrust forward. She pushed back against Miranda and came noisily. When her convulsions ceased she fell into the embraces of both blondes, flushed and glistening with lust.

She lay dazed on the thick pile carpet for some time. When she stirred she realised that Martina and Miranda had vanished. Staggering to her feet she rushed over the door and tried the handle. It was locked. She looked around for her clothes but they were gone - removed by Adonis' mischievous bodyguards. She understood the full extent of their duplicity and her folly. The Mayor of Gateway City had been stripped seduced and locked up. Furious she began to bang on the door and shout for help. After about fifteen minutes when she was almost exhausted by her efforts, the door opened and she recognised one of the young men who periodically drove her limousine. She vaguely remembered that his name was Johnson. She glared at him, ignoring the fact that she was standing there nude and that he had just rescued her.

"Johnson, Get me out of here at once! I've been abducted. I need to see the Chief of Police."

The young man stood back and took a long look at the naked mayor from her stiletto heeled feet to her shiny wet cunt. Her nipples were still erect. Her face was flushed and her hair tousled.

She did not seem to understand how embarrassing her situation was nor the effect she was having on him. She fumed at the way he was leering at her.

"Get me out of here and take me to the Chief of Police."

"There's a big squad of police outside. They arrived a few minutes ago. Shall I get them all to come in."He smirked at her meaningfully

Della suddenly realized the full extent of her predicament and the humiliation which would ensue if a squad of police were to see her in this condition.

""No, no" she almost screamed "Don't do that - you mustn't."

Johnson's smirk grew even wider. "I thought you would see it that way." He stared hard at her naked body. To the mortified mayor his silent insulting stare seemed to go on forever. She tried to pull herself together and demanded with confidence that deep down she didn't feel "Now find me something to wear!"

Instead, Johnsontook her by the upper arm and started to walk her out of the room at a brisk pace. She cried out in outrage.

""What are you doing? Let me go! You're hurting me!"

""So sorry, honey, I mean, mayor" His grasp only tightened a bit more. "But I'm taking you to the Chief as requested."

She reacted with horror. She couldn't be exposed to a squad of policemen like this.

""Wait!" she snapped, big brown eyes flashing; then more humbly "Can you please get some clothes for me."

""No, I think we will just go on outside. There probably won't be too many officers and reporters there."

At the mention of the press, Della froze in panic. Her bravado disintegrated and she began to plead with the young man who had clearly decided to make the most out of the situation.

"Johnson, please don't take me out there - they will see everything and there will be photographers. I just can't…."she broke off in misery and despair.

Johnson pretended to think hard about the situation "Well, I don't know. You did say that you wanted to see the Chief of Police immediately."

Dana shrank back in terror. This backward youth suddenly had become commanding and strong. He began to leer at her again slowly, head to toe. "Nice tits. I mean -- Wow. Big aren't they?"

"You little beast! I'm going to get you fired." Her eyes and her face screwed up in rage. The young man stepped closer to her. So close his jacket chest pressed lightly against her naked tits. In her high stiletto heels, she was tall enough to look him straight in the eyes.

""I don't think you are going to do anything of the kind, honey. I'm sick to death of your superior, mightier-than-thou attitude. You are a whore. I was the little man who drove your limo while that guy, Adonis fucked you in the back seat!"

Della recoiled in shock. She remembered only too well the sweaty session in the back of mayoral car. Her legs wrapped round Adonis' waist, her high heels drumming on his back, her flimsy panties strewn on the seat. She swallowed hard and looked at the young man who she now vaguely remembered as her obsequious driver. What did he have in mind for her? Alone in this room with him and stripped naked, she was helpless to stop him from doing anything he wanted to her.
"I won't tolerate this sort of intimidation" she snapped.

"Shut up**!,**" He snarled. "One more word and I get the reporters in here to see our mayor in all her glory."

Della realized that he had her and made no move to resist as he reached around and seized one tit in his right hand, while his left dropped to her pussy and started to rub it. Still charged up from her session with Martina and Miranda, her hypersensitive breasts started to tingle as the skin grew taut from arousal. She barely suppressed a moan when he grabbed her from behind. She was sure he wouldn't have the nerve to go much further. He was only a youth, a boy. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he was stimulating her. She would face him down and he would do what she wanted. Then his index finger found her clit.

Her legs began to tremble and shake in her high heeled pumps. It got worse when he leant forward and inspected her breasts at close range, her bosom only inches from his head.

"Oh!"

Johnson sucked on her rock hard nipple. The Mayor squirmed and gasped, panted and grunted, as the young man abused her sexy, shapely body. In no time he stoked the fires of her libido until that heady tingling washed through her hot body.

"Bastard; you won't get away…with this outrage," she said, head spinning with lust and need. "Ooohhh, ahhh. YOU! Ohh! Please!"

"Please, what?" Johnson said, pulling away. She realized that in another thirty seconds she would climax. Then he took a grip of her engorged nipples and started to back up pulling her helplessly after him. Her thighs were rubbing together and her stockings, still intact, were soaking from her leaking cunt. He backed her up to a chair then, without releasing her, he unfastened his pants. Sitting down, he grabbed her hips forcing her to move forward, straddling him. Despite her dazed condition she was able to note that his cock was surprisingly large for such a slim young man. Johnson caressed her plump ass cheeks and rubbed his face in her belly. Then he pulled down on her hips, forcing her down, down, down, until she felt his cock head pressing against her cunt.

"Please don't do this, Johnson." She sobbed.

"Yes…," he said, pressing down hard, forcing her upon his cock. "….Ohh….yes." Then his hands ran up her back, grabbing her shoulders from behind, and pulled down hard. Della groaned low in her throat as six inches of cock penetrated her vagina. Then he buried his face between her bare breasts licking the sweat which was trickling from her neck. Della ground her teeth and tried to keep from crying out. He let her push back up, until just his cock head was inside her, before pulling her back down. Once again, she pushed up, and he pulled her back down. That continued until…..

"Oh, God," Della cried. The tingle became a rush then a climax. She screamed as she came. Johnson suddenly pulled her off his cock. He spread his legs and she forced her to kneel between them. He seized her face in both hands and made her to look up at him.

"Suck me." He commanded.

He pulled her face down into his cock. Della opened wide without thought. It just seemed natural. In her own defense, she was overwhelmed with sexual stimulation and climaxed into a daze, so it only seemed natural for her to suck cock. She moaned as her mouth filled with rancid cock. His cock stank of stale urine. Then as she felt that she would vomit, his cock was gone and he was behind her. Della felt him move behind her. Then she felt hands on her fleshy butt. Fingers started poking her anus. She sobbed in protest but it was no use. He rubbed her sopping wet pussy, smearing her love juices up to, around and finally into her puckered sphincter. Then she felt him rubbing his erect cock all over her pussy, and finally thrust it deep into her vagina without warning

After thrusting roughly into her for what seemed like a lifetime, he pulled out of her cunt, and pushed into her asshole. At the same time, he grabbed her hair and pulled back hard. She gave a gargling squeal. She felt her body change. The tingle was gone, replaced by an erotic heat that screamed climax coming. It was the biggest yet. She was shocked breathless by the enormity of it. Then the orgasm washed through and over her. Johnson ass fucked her and she screamed until he finally exploded up her ass.

Della lay naked on the floor looking up at Johnson as he did up his pants. He looked down at with a sneering possessive look of a man who had taken what he wanted. She tried to appeal to his goodwill.

"You have had me now. I will do whatever you want - anything - If you can sneak me out the back way and get me some clothes."

Whether or not she was lying was immaterial. He didn't believe her.

"Sorry, honey. I think I can get a better offer. These journalists are going to pay me a lot of money for pictures of you."

Gripping her under the arms he raised her from the floor and marched her out of the building and into a huge phalanx of photographers. She stumbled past them as they flashed their cameras at her naked body. She realized that she really was defeated. Her career as Mayor of Gateway City was over.

19. Conclusion: Adonis Explains

The following day, Wonder Woman woke up slowly sluggishly thick in her thinking, weak from all that she had suffered in recent days. She thought furiously trying to remember everything - anything. Fighting a huge headache she shook her head to try to clear it. When Adonis entered her first reaction was the thrill of sexual arousal despite all the humiliation she had experienced at his hands. She faced him bravely while feeling very little confidence that she could resist him. She pulled her negligee around her big body only too aware that the flimsy garment did more to expose than conceal.

But Adonis had not come for sex. He had come to explain, to tell the mighty Wonder Woman her fortune. They both knew that despite her lofty Amazon principles she had effectively become his sex slave. The reality was that she had allowed him to fuck her at will and he had made her his whore. On innumerable occasions, she had allowed him to make free with her magnificent Amazon body until she was drenched with perspiration and her vaginal juices. She shuddered when she thought of what she had allowed him to do to her and how they had responded so enthusiastically. Pulling herself together she tried to display a cold veneer to him but they both knew what was buried beneath.

As had happened so often in their relationship, his first remark took her completely by surprise.

"Have you been having any interesting dreams, Diana.?"

The Amazon shrank in horror. How could he know that almost every night, the same dream had invaded her sleeping brain; the battle between Hera and Ares, the defeat and rape of her patron goddess. The recurrent dream was so vivid it made her shake as she sat awake.

"What?.... How???" she stammered, confused and dismayed at his knowledge of her secret vision.

"And in your mother's apartment, who did you see?"

She could not keep it inside her. "Ares! I saw Ares. I thought.... He knocked me down. But how?"

_"_Diana, I will tell you something but not everything. I am the son of Ares and he has planned and plotted the downfall of the Amazons and used me as the instrument to ensure your humiliation, degradation and ultimately your elimination as any threat to our mastery of the world."

The scales fell from the Amazon's eyes. Despite her weakened state she began to understand Adonis' complex and brilliant plan. He had entered their world and forced Gateway City into his debt. He had seduced the Mayor only as a stepping stone to give him access to Donna, her mother and herself. She cringed as she remembered her young sister on her knees sucking his cock, her mother half-naked astride him gagging in sexual need. But worst of all was the endless catalogue of sexual humiliations he had inflicted on her and, worse, made her enjoy, participating with unbridled enthusiasm in behaviour which degraded every principle of the proud Amazon race.

Her immediate response was defiance. "You won't get away with this! I shall take you down!"

"Don't be so stupid Diana. Think before you open that beautiful mouth of yours. While you have been here lying with your legs open, we have been working to achieve our plan. Your mother has been deposed and is now a servant in her own palace. Your mentor Nubia has given her loyalty and support to her successor. Your sister has been beaten defeated and humiliated by a young emissary from Themyscira and taken bound and trussed back to her home. That leaves you. Wonder Woman is in no position to stop me. Remember what happened the last time we fought. I kicked your ass!"

Diana stared at him, mouth agape. Her heart sank in despair. She had been totally out-thought by this incredible man, seduced ravished beaten and effectively destroyed by her own weaknesses.

Her head dropped. Her whole body sagged. Her mind reeled when she digested the full force of Adonis' words. Her only course of action was submission.

"Adonis, you are right. You have defeated me and my family. What do you want?"

"Diana, there's what I'd like to do and what I must do! I would like to take you as my consort. Display your beauty to the world and show everyone that I have made you mine to submit to me. Sadly I have to follow orders. The Amazon warrior Artemis is here to take you back to Themyscira where you will join your mother and sister as servants of the new queen."

As he finished, the door opened and Wonder Woman walked into the room. Diana jaw dropped as a flame haired double stood before her, matching her height, musculature and beauty in every way. She remembered Artemis as a youth, their friendly contests which inevitably ended unresolved. She was her complete double apart from her long red hair which contrasted with Diana's raven tresses.

Artemis spoke. "Do we fight Diana or will you surrender to me? Your lascivious behaviour has dishonoured the Amazon people. You can no longer represent us as the Champion of Women in man's world."

Diana shrank at her words. Artemis was right. She had betrayed her birthright. She did not deserve continue her role in Gateway City. If she fought Artemis in her weakened state, she would certainly lose. There was only one thing to do.

"Artemis, I surrender to you. I will not resist you. Do with me as you wish!"

Artemis stepped forward and seizing Diana thin negligee, ripped it from her body leaving the degraded heroine stark naked. The Amazon's big breasts jiggled and long legs trembled. Meeting no resistance Artemis moved swiftly to bind Diana's wrists and ankles. Finally she hoisted her prisoner's voluptuous body over her shoulder and marched from the room.

20. Epilogue

Queen Mala entertained emissaries sent by Ares, the war god. When they were assembled in the royal chambers, Mala instructed Nubia to have her guests served with cool refreshing drinks. Nubia withdrew then returned leading Diana, Donna and Hippolyta carrying trays containing pitchers and goblets. The Amazon mother and her two daughters were completely naked apart from silver sandals which had high enough heels to make their torsos move erotically and click on the tile floor. Their nude bodies had been healed of all the injuries and blemished they had endured when they returned to their homeland. Diana and Donna's buttocks contained no trace of the brutal thrashing which Nubia had inflicted on them which broken their wills. Having set down their trays, they stood erect before their Queen awaiting her next instruction.

Ares emissaries were three burly individuals dressed in short togas. They gazed at the naked Amazons with unconcealed lust. Mala spoke

"Gentlemen, we will start the discussions on the form of our new alliance tomorrow. You can refresh yourselves and enjoy the entertainment that we have arranged for you."

When Mala had departed, Ares' messengers looked at each other with disbelief then joy. They whispered amongst themselves then asked a question of Nubia.

"Gentlemen, we believe that all three courtesans are equally desirable. Chose the one you want; but you may share them according to your wishes. Enjoy our hospitality." Nubia replied.

The three men advanced on the three naked women who stood, smiling seductively until they were hoisted over their broad shoulders. When Hipployta was smacked on her plump bottom she giggled and kicked her long legs in mock protest. Peals of girlish laughter echoed through the corridors of the palace as the 'courtesans' were carried off to the guest bedchambers.

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