The place is Earth One, the time is 1984, and Superman just got himself a load of testosterone and is looking for somewhere to put it.
Marcus Lycus
April 2010
Issue 2 – Wonder Woman's Woe
Wonder Woman's Invisible Jet sent a silent telepathic message to her, they had just crossed the border and were in Canadian airspace. She nodded and continued to read her romance novel. One of the perks of having a sentient, telepathic jet was it made flying a breeze. She turned another page in 'Lust in the Dust' and shook her head. How could the weak women of the Patriarch's World stand such nonsense! No wonder men could keep them down when they spent time and money reading lines like 'her breasts heaved as he took her in his manly arms'.
Yet she turned the page, she had to know if gentle Prudence would end up with the rich heir Mr. Warrington or with that rough cowboy Tex.
As always she was dressed in her red-white-and-blue costume trimmed in gold. Her dark hair was held in place by a golden tiara, her fit body contained by a tight red corset trimmed by two golden W's low enough on her breasts to expose ample cleavage. Around her hips was a golden belt and at her side the mythical golden lasso. Her loins were covered by tight satin panties in blue decorated with white stars. Her long muscular legs were bare of course except for her high-heeled red and white boots. Lois Lane once said her costume made her look like an especially patriotic dominatrix but Lois Lane always was a catty bitch. Wonder Woman was proud of her Amazon body and not shy about showing it off. If the blind, brain-washed women of the Partiarch's world could not accept this then so be it. A princess of the Amazons hardly owed anyone an explanation.
'Oh Tex, my thighs ache for you but how can we ever be together!' Wonder Woman tsk'ed again but turned the page.
She'd been summoned by her teammate Superman to his Arctic refuge. Something about a secret threat to all of humanity. It meant breaking a date with Steve Trevor but Wonder Woman didn't mind. Steve was such a wimp she knew he'd accept any excuse she gave and still come crawling back for me. That was why she liked him so much. He at least showed the princess of the Amazons some proper respect. Still she wondered why Superman had called for her alone rather than assemble the whole Justice League. It was almost as if he wanted to get her alone in his cold, dark citadel where even an Amazon Princess might not mind being held in his arms to stay warm. She smiled at the thought and imagined Tex with Superman's face. Superman, now there was a lover worthy of an Amazon Princess…
She smiled. She knew she shouldn't but if she couldn't do it here in the privacy of her invisible jet when could she?
She lowered the book and moved a hand between her legs to her star-spangled panties, she let her fingers rest on a certain 'lucky star' and sighed contently.
Alas, as an Amazon princess and follower of the virgin goddess Artemis that was about the most satisfaction she could get. Sometimes she envied her adopted sister Wonder Girl. As an adopted Amazon she had a lot more freedom than Wonder Woman. She was even thinking of marrying her boyfriend! But for Wonder Woman such things could never be.
CRACK!
The Invisible Jet suddenly spun out of control! Lust in the Dust flew forgotten from Wonder Woman's long fingers as she seized the controls. Smoke was pouring from the starboard wing.
=Robot Plane, what's happened? Robot Plane, answer me!=
The Invisible Jet did not respond to her telepathic commands. That scared Wonder Woman. What could have crippled the jet so quickly? What could have even found it?
She saw the ground rushing closer.
=Robot Plane stabilize! Stabilize!=
No response! The jet rolled over twice, Lust in the Dust slammed into Wonder Woman's forehead, the ground rushed towards her, there was no time, no choice!
She let go of the controls and pushed upwards, the invisible alloys of the canopy shattered and Wonder Woman jumped clear.
Taking a second to balance herself on an air current, Wonder Woman glided over the forests of northern Canada and watched her legendary Invisible Jet hit the ground and explode. She winced as fear, despair and pain shot through her mental link.
=I'm sorry my faithful plane. There was no time.=
Tears filled her eyes, like all Amazon technology, her jet was made of living crystal and now it was gone. Dead. But how? Why? Who had killed it?
Wonder Woman wasn't given the time to dwell on these questions as hurricane force winds literally blew her out of the sky and down into the woods. The Amazing Amazon smashed through the trees and hit the ground with a painful thud. Despite the impact she summoned her superhuman strength and stamina and rose to her feet yelling a challenge.
"Who dares attack a princess of the Amazons? Come out and face me!"
Mocking laughter came from all around her. She turned in a circle, her keen eyes checking every shadow for foes. She saw nothing.
She took her lasso in one hand and with the other reached for her Justice League communicator on her belt. Superman's Fortress wasn't far, just seconds away at the speeds he flew, there was no shame in calling for help against a foe like this.
"OW!" She cried out and dropped the communicator. It was red-hot and already melting into slag.
"Now, now Princess, put down the phone, I know how you gals love to gossip but I'd much rather be alone with you…" The mocking voice whispered in her ear. Wonder Woman spun. There was no one there.
"Who are you? Show yourself?"
"Oh I will princess…" Again the voice whispered in her ear, Wonder Woman spun in frustration. "…but you first."
WHOOSH!
There was a rush of hurricane force wind, Wonder Woman was turned around dozens of times when it ended her hands were tied behind her back with her own lasso!
"Great Hera!" She exclaimed. "No one is that fast!"
"No one princess? Sure you have Amazon reflexes but come on, that doesn't even put you in the top ten, not on this world."
Wonder Woman struggled with the lasso knowing it was futile. The lasso was a gift from the gods, no one could escape it, not even her. Not until the one who tied it freed her. She shuddered slightly but hid her fear. "You're fast, I grant you that, but speed alone is not enough to overcome an Amazon princess!"
"No?"
WHOOSH!
Once again Wonder Woman was spun, faster this time, when it stopped she staggered a few steps, almost falling over a log. Her vision cleared and then she realized what had really happened.
"Hera no!"
Her red and gold bustier, the top of her costume, had been pulled down to her waist! Her breasts, her magnificent breasts, were uncovered, swaying slightly as she shivered in the cold mountain air. Her brown nipples hardened and became erect.
"Now that's a side of you I've never seen."
Wonder Woman moaned and bent over trying to hide her exposed body from her tormenter.
"Aren't you the shy, retiring little maiden. Tell me princess is this the first time you've shown off those milk jugs?"
Wonder Woman bit her lip to keep from answering but compelled by the lasso she nodded.
"Yep that's what I figured. All those years of teasing poor Steve Trevor and you never even let him get to second base did you?"
"G-go to Hades!"
"Did you?"
"No, I love him but I am a princess of the Amazons, I would never let any man gaze upon my… my…"
"Tits."
Wonder Woman shook her head.
"Say it princess."
Wonder Woman sobbed, she bit her lip, she shook her head but the power of the lasso was overwhelming. "I never let him gaze upon my… tits." She finally confessed to her unseen attacker.
"There, that wasn't so hard was it princess?"
This time she didn't resist speaking the truth. "It was the hardest thing I ever said you filth."
"Filth? Me?"
"You are scum and a coward! Come out and face me! Your petty insults and humiliations cannot break my spirit!"
Suddenly Wonder Woman could feel someone behind her, two rough hands fondled her breasts, wet lips kissed her neck and something hot and hard pushed against her firm buttocks. She cried out in alarm and ran forward making it just ten steps before falling on her face into a mud puddle.
She looked down at her feet in shock, her bottom, her star-spangled panties had been pulled down around her ankles tripping her. She struggled again but with her hands tied there was no way to pull them up.
"Ha-ha-ha! Oh princess if you could just see yourself. Naked, with mud on your tits and your face! Your royal bush just hanging out there for anyone to see!"
"DAMN YOU! SHOW YOURSELF!" Wonder Woman screamed. There was a bit of hysteria in her voice now. In all her years as Wonder Woman she'd been captured before, even held prisoner, but no one, not even the most depraved villain had ever dared to treat her this way. And none of them had ever made her feel so helpless, so powerless. So exposed.
Yet she rose to her feet. Whatever her state, whatever the threat, she was still a princess of the Amazons and would not kneel in the mud.
FHOOO!
A mighty wind blew from behind knocking her forward, once again face down in the mud. Mocking laughter echoed through the woods. Wonder Woman sobbed quietly as another bit of her dignity was lost. Who could do this, who would have the power, who could be so cruel? Who?
Realization dawned in Wonder Woman's mind. The oddly familiar voice, the speed, the strength, the ventriloquism and now super breath... It was obvious who she faced. She smiled at the realization.
"Come out! I know who you are now!"
"Really princess? Are you sure? Tell you what, if you're right I'll let you go. If you're wrong, you give me a blow job."
"No deals! If you're smart you'll leave for Earth 3 now before the rest of the Justice League finds you Ultraman!"
"Ultraman? You really think I'm Ultraman? Great Krypton that's funny!"
Wonder Woman by then had made it her knees again. Her expression of satisfaction turned to horror. If it wasn't Ultraman, Superman's villainous counterpart from Earth 3's Crime Syndicate of America then it must be…
"S-Superman?"
"Bingo!" Her attacker finally stepped from the shadows. He was dressed in Superman's colorful costume but the uniform looked dirty, unkempt and a bit too small. His clean-cut features were hidden by a wild beard and his neat hair now hung below his shoulders and was matted with dirt. Worst of all was the wild look in his bloodshot eyes feasting on her exposed flesh. "But you still owe me a blow job."
He lowered his blue tights and red trunks exposing his erect member. The smell of it made Wonder Woman want to gag.
"Superman no! Why are you acting like this? What's going on?"
Superman just gave her a twisted smile and picked up the end of the lasso. "Pucker up Wonder Tits!"
Once again Wonder Woman resisted with all her might. She squeezed her lips closed, she hyperventalated, sweat appeared on her brow, tears fell from her eyes, her whole body trembled as she resisted the command…
But it was all in vein. The gods themselves forged the golden lasso to be irresistable and no woman, no matter how wondrous could long resist its power.
Her full red lips opened slightly. Superman rammed his filthy member between them and wrapped his meaty hands around her head.
"First time huh princess?"
"MMPH!" Wonder Woman replied her mouth filled with man-meat.
"Figured. Poor Steve Trevor, all those years and he never even got head. I should send him a picture of me and his angel."
"MMPH!" Wonder Woman objected but Superman paid her no heed.
With Superman's hands wrapped around her head it was easy to force Wonder Woman to stroke the length of his manhood with her frantic tongue.
"Oh yeah, that's the stuff. You sure this is your first time Wonder Whore?"
"MMPH!" Wonder Woman tried to say but her struggling tongue only stimulated the Man of Steel further.
"Great Krypton! This is incredible! You're a real wildcat once you loosen up priness!"
"MMPH!"
WHAM!
The force of Superman's release was like a grenade going off in Wonder Woman's mouth. It shot her back ten feet with a trail of sticky cum running across the clearing and down her full breasts. If Wonder Woman had not been an Amazon princess she knew her head would have exploded like a ripe melon.
"S-Superman… please!"
"Aw, you're already begging for it, that's a girl." His superhuman member was already hardening again.
"Superman no, please, I have to tell you something!" He was already between her legs, he'd tossed the star-spangled panties into the woods and was pulling apart her toned legs. She could feel cold air on her pussy and the approaching heat of Superman's lust.
"You'll kill me!"
Superman hesitated. "Wha? No, no way, I figured it all out." He tapped his head. "Super-intelligence, remember? That's how I knew that little blow job wouldn't blow your head off. Hell, you're one of the few women on Earth I actually can fuck without killing. You and all the other Amazon bitches."
"Superman please, I'm tied in the lasso of truth, you know I can't lie. My power… it comes with a curse."
"I know all about that too. You lose your strength if a man ties you up. Not that it makes a difference to me, even at full strength you don't stand a chance."
"Not just that! We Amazons, we're pledged to Athena, Athena the virgin goddess! If any man should ever… conquer one of us, we lose everything. Our strength, our immortality, our toughness. We become as ordinary woman. Completely ordinary."
"Hold on, what? I never heard this."
"It is our greatest secret, if anyone knew that the power of the Amazons could be destroyed through rape… It would be the end of us."
Superman's look of bewilderment turned swiftly to anger and rage. He picked up the Amazing Amazon by the hair and spun her through the air, releasing her into a tree. The ancient oak shattered from the impact and Wonder Woman was left stunned.
"FUCK!" Superman cried loud enough for it to be heard miles away. "FUCKING FUCK! FUCK!"
He marched over to Wonder Woman's prone form and stood over panting with rage. "Are you fucking telling me that if I fuck you… boom? You lose your powers and explode when I cum?"
"Yes."
"You and all those other Amazon cock-teases on lesbo-island?"
"Actually we're not really les-"
SMACK!
"Yes or no?"
"Yes."
"Well, no point in going there now. Probably for the best, still vulnerable to magic after all… And I do have you as my Wonder Rod-Polisher. Blow jobs are OK right?"
"Apparently."
"Well that's some good news. For you. Pucker up princess, I got a lot of frustration I need to take out."
Wonder Woman looked up in horror. He was serious! Superman was insane! And he meant to keep her as some sort of Amazon concubine! She racked her brain but bound in the lasso, stripped and kneeling in the mud she didn't see anything she could do! At least she'd managed to spare her sisters this humiliation. And from the way he's phrased his question she managed to protect Donna.
Then Superman stopped. He smiled.
"Wait a sec, what about wasshername, Wonder Girl? I just got her wedding invite. What's the deal there?"
"I don't…"
Superman twister Wonder Woman's long black hair, she winced in pain. "Come on now, tell the truth. I can't believe her hubby's going to be happy with blow jobs for the rest of his life."
Wonder Woman's lips quivered. No! Not Donna! Not her little sister! She had to protect her, she had to!
But she could not.
"She's not an Amazon born!" She finally blurted out. "She was born a normal girl, her powers are artificial, she does not suffer from Athena's curse… oh Donna, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, may Hera forgive me."
"A sister. And quite fuck-able as I recall. Well then today's not a total loss is it princess."
"No… please… she's only 19…"
"19? That's much too young to get hitched. I'm probably doing her a favor. But she can wait till tomorrow. My dick's still waiting for your royal treatment princess."
"Superman pl-MMPH!" Wonder Woman's cries were lost as her lips were once again locked around Superman's hot member.
"Keep it up princess, you've got a busy day ahead of you."
"Oh…"
Wonder Woman slowly returned to consciousness. She'd lost count of how many times her lips had been pressed against Superman's cock. How many times his burning rod had been rammed down her throat. How many times she'd felt the force of his orgasm exploding in her mouth. How many times she'd been shot across the clearing and blacked out. Finally even her Amazon stamina had failed her and nothing Superman did could revive her.
The world started to take form. The first thing she noticed was the glare, the horrible glare from walls, floors and ceilings of ice. Then she felt the cold. Even with her Amazonian stamina the cold was punishing, especially since her red bustier was still down around her waist and her star-spangled panties were missing. Her costume didn't really offer much insulation against the cold but she already missed the feel of it against her skin. She wondered if her captor would ever let her be fully clothed again. She could feel her arms were still bound behind her back, she knew it was her lasso, she could feel the pressure in her brain to obey. She wondered how long she'd been out.
As her eyes adjusted to the glare she could make out more details. She was in a small round cage, just three feet across and maybe four feet high. There was no room to stand, or to lie down. She could only sit with her legs pulled up. It was like a large bird cage but the thick metal bars indicated it was meant to keep stronger prey than birds.
She was in a large hall, her cage hung from the ceiling above an ornate chair decorated with a large red S in a yellow diamond. A throne for Earth's new master. Across the way hung another cage with another prisoner slumped on the bottom of her cage. Wonder Woman squinted and could make out more. It was a woman, a blonde, dressed in a red and blue minidress with a red cape. Supergirl! Supergirl was here too!
"Kara! Kara it's me Diana! Kara please wake up, please!"
The blonde stirred but then sank back into slumber.
"KARA! Kara please wake up, please it's me Wonder Woman, Kara I have to know what happened to you and Superman! I need your help!"
The blonde stirred again and stretched, she sat up.
"Huh?" She muttered.
"Supergirl, listen, it's me Diana. Superman attacked me! He tied me up in my own lasso, he… he forced himself on me. I think he may be planning to attack Wonder Girl. Supergirl what's going on?"
"Huh? Wonder Woman?"
With Supergirl sitting up Diana could finally see her face. From her ears and from her neck dangled small emerald pendants that glowed an unhealthy green. Kryptonite! No wonder Supergirl was so groggy. She took a deep breath and calmed herself. She had to reach the blonde, she had to penetrate the Kryptonite fog that clouded her brain.
"Yes Supergirl it's me Wonder Woman. Superman has us both prisoner. We need to find a way to get free."
"Wonder Woman?"
Supergirl's eyes, normally a pale blue were now a vivid green, her lips also looked greenish. The Kryptonite poisoning was setting in. How could Superman do this to his own cousin?
"Yes Supergirl, it's me, please, what do you remember? What happened to Superman?"
"Wonder Woman, did you change your costume?" Supergirl giggled a few times and slumped back asleep.
Wonder Woman looked at her in horror. Then, finally, she began to weep.
To Be Continued…
Yeah, that was cruel of me. Poor Superman, he has the most beautiful women in the world and he can't touch her. In many ways Superman is the real victim here J
I doubt any comic has ever confirmed the whole Wonder Virgin thing but I think it makes a lot of sense and makes for some fun stories. I know a lot of other fanfic writers have used the idea.
Of course that leaves the problem of how could Donna Troy get married but I think I solved that neatly.
Come back next time for Titans Tamed! And of course let me know what you think of this one!
Marcus Lycus
April 2010