A special acknowledgement to Danielle who wrote the original story. This revision includes all the normally bad evil stuff you typically find in this kind of fantasy… and that milking thing…I think we’ve taken it to a new level here. This is for adults only.
Diana Prince parked her car a few miles down the dirt road. Months of careful investigation had led her to this apparently innocuous dairy farm. The farm and its remote location was the only repetitive element that appeared during her investigation into a diabolical white slavery ring that had supplied young American girls to brothels in Asia and the Orient.
Quickly she spun into Wonder Woman and took to the air. Flying carefully around the buildings, she scanned the farm for any signs of guards or surveillance.
According to records, the eighty-year-old farm was dairy only, with a stock of several dozen milk cows. It was composed of a barn where the cattle were kept, the main house, and a few out buildings. The
most sinister touch was the twelve-foot high wooden fence that had been constructed five years ago and encircled the main compound. She surveyed the property carefully, but there was no sign of guards and no apparent security systems other than the fence.
Light as a sparrow she descended to the ground near the barn. The largest building, it was the most likely place to have kidnapped
girls. Her plan was to find the girls, make sure they were safe, and then bring in the slavers.
Quietly snapping a lock, she crept inside the barn. Waiting for her eyes to adjust to the darkness, she noted that the barn was completely empty, there was no sign of girls…or cows. It appeared to be filled with boxes and containers. Warehouse space?
Had she been wrong? She opened one of the cases.... Baby food.
In the back of the barn on the floor was a large wooden door… an entrance to an underground complex, she was certain. She prowled stealthily around the entrance. She slid back the locking bolt and lifted the door peering down into the darkness. Cautiously she descended the staircase. At the bottom of the staircase was a light switch that she turned on revealing a large room as big as the barn above. The room contained a dozen or so long wooden tables the tables had leather straps attached to them and were clearly bloodstained. There were other things hanging from the walls… whips, leather straps and bondage devices. A wide array of dildos, nipple clamps and other sex toys had been left about on benches. Wonder Woman’s blood boiled. She spotted what appeared to be the remnants of female underwear on the floor next to one of the tables…evidence! As she stepped off the stairs to retrieve the under garments and her boot touched the floor, the door above her slammed shut and gas began filling the room from around the entrance.
Wonder Woman choked as she breathed in the gas and realized she had walked into a trap. Summoning all her strength she took one last breath and flew straight up at the door and into the gas. Then the lights went out.
Wonder Woman awoke, her temples throbbing. She was in a dark room, naked except for her red boots and tiara. Kneeling on all fours she was cuffed at her wrists, knees and ankles to iron rings in the floor. Her head was held in a wooden pillory that was several feet off the floor and had two metal stanchions holding her neck in place. The pillory was bolted to the floor on both sides. A cold breeze blew against her pubes and the chill made her nipples hard on her huge hanging breasts. She carefully tested her bonds, reinforced steel, without her belt it would be impossible to break out.
The light came on and she feigned sleep. A man walked into the room, she tracked his movement by his footsteps. A brief stinging as he pulled some tape off her body. Wires? There was the scraping noise as he pulled up a chair, and sat in front of her.
"Wonder Woman..." He began. She pretended to sleep. "Or should I say, Diana Prince. Oh don't bother pretending, we had telemetry measuring your heart rate and brain patterns that told us when you woke up."
Wonder Woman opened her eyes and stared levelly at the man. He had no mask, a sign of his arrogance, he clearly didn't expect her to escape.
"Where am I," her voice was raspy. The rawness of her throat surprised her and she began coughing. What had they done, she couldn't have been out for more than a few hours.
He took a water bottle and fed some of it to her, allowing her to take small sips, wiping her mouth patiently until she regained her voice.
"Who are you?" She demanded. "What's your game?" She memorized his face for his trial later on.
"One question at a time, Ms Prince. Aren't you surprised that I've discovered your secret identity?"
"You must have found my car," she said. "You aren't the first to discover my identity."
"Oh? And what happened to them?"
She didn't reply, she just stared at him coldly. He laughed.
"All right, well, I suppose I should answer your questions. I am known in our business as The Dairy Farmer" He chuckled.
"Actually, my family has been in dairy for five generations. I was a younger brother so I didn't inherit the farm, and frankly, I had other interests. In the end it has proven quite profitable."
"I don't think what you're doing has anything to do with a dairy operation. Your wholesome milk business is a cover for something much more sinister!"
"You are melodramatic!" He laughed. “No Wonder Woman, I actually am a Dairy Farmer, and I can't think of anything more wholesome than mother’s milk... as you'll find out." He opened a bag and took out two large hypodermic needles.
A horrible suspicion crept over her mind. "What do you mean?" She cried out.
"My milk is produced by human cattle," he told her. "You see, I use hormones to induce lactation in women so they become good milk producers. My cows produce mother’s milk that I sell to interested parties. The average cow is with me for several months or more before their bodies are exhausted. Then it's a quick sell through to the Far East and new stock." He smiled. “I hope you will be with us more than just a few months Wonder Cow.”
"Wonder Cow! You bastard," she snarled, and pulled at her bonds with all her strength. The steal groaned, causing the man to blanche momentarily, but it held. He regained his smirk. He strolled around behind Wonder Woman and began to stroke the smooth round flesh of her ass, sliding his finger up her pubic lips and fondling her clitoris. She squirmed, but could not escape. Involuntarily, she began to get wet.
"Don't touch me!" she ordered. He laughed, and slid a finger inside her, making her gasp.
"Sorry Wonder Woman, but you shouldn't have intruded on my operation. You've been very costly, and it’s about time that you started earning your keep." He withdrew his finger and drew little circles around her tiny sphincter with his fingertip making her shiver.
"You'll never get away with this," she told him. "People know I'm here. Within a few hours this place will be crawling with agents."
"Oh, will they?" he asked. "I suppose you left detailed briefing notes on your desk. Time release files on your computer, just in case your superheroing didn't work out?" He slid two fingers into her wet cunt making her groan.
"Damn you," she gasped.
"Something like that I imagine. Wouldn't they be surprised to find you in this position? Do you think they'd take advantage? Take a few pictures? Perhaps slip you a stiff one? That sounds like a good idea."
She tried to turn her head to look, but she knew what he was doing. Many men had attempted to rape her, none had succeeded, all had regretted the attempt.
"Last chance," she rasped between clenched teeth.
"Before the cavalry bursts in," he laughed. "Afraid not Princess. We're several hundred miles from the farm where we captured you. You see we knew from our mole in your organization that we were under suspicion so after we captured you we burned that facility to the ground. Like I said you’ve cost me a lot."
"But..." She began to protest.
"You’ve been unconscious for nearly two days Wonder Cow," he told her. With a hard thrust his rigid cock invaded her exposed vagina. "Oh yes you feel real good Wonder Cow."
Wonder Woman squealed like a pig. “Aieeeeeeeee…gasp… Oh…God… nooooo…t-take it out…Aughhhhhhhhhhhh…Umph…Umph…Umph…Umph…”
The farmer fucked Wonder Woman good reaming out her tight little slit. Wonder Woman grunted like a pig and sobbed as the farmer had his way with her. Finally he deposited his entire load in her defenseless pussy.
"OK my little Wonder Cow time for your next injection. We’ve been shooting you up now for the last two days let’s try and keep you on schedule." He placed the first hypodermic needle against the tip of her right nipple and pressed slowly as the needle pierced the tiny bud. Then he pushed the long steel rod deep into the firm tit and pressed the plunger again pumping her full of powerful lactating hormones. The injection burned like fire and Wonder Woman gritted her teeth. Then The Dairy Farmer took the other needle and stuck it deep into Wonder Woman’s dangling left tit emptying the contents into the massive mam.
Wonder Woman cursed at him! He gagged her with a large red ball gag and left leaving her gaping cunt oozing semen and shutting off the light on his way out.
Wonder Woman seethed in the darkness outraged at this violation. She promised herself that when she was free he would be tried and punished according to the savage Amazon law. She spent the night struggling against her bonds, finally exhausting herself to sleep. As she slept the hormones slowly began to work their changes on her hanging breasts as the milk ducts began to swell with milk.
The next day was much the same. He entered removed her gag and taunted her calling her Wonder Cow and then going behind her to fuck her helpless body. Again she received the needles and another dose of surging hormones then the gag to keep her quiet.
After he left she went back to struggling and cursing in the darkness, but was now afflicted by cold sweats, nightmares and periodic spasms...the hormones were doing their work as her huge hanging breasts now began to feel much heavier and her nipples were swollen and sore as the milk sought its natural escape route.
The next few days became a blur. Wonder Woman found it more and more difficult to concentrate. The Dairy Farmer administered the hormone shots daily and they were now taking their toll on the weakened super heroine. Wonder Woman had not eaten or moved in five days. She often became drowsy, falling asleep. Her body shook with uncontrollable chills and she would sometimes experience hot and cold flashes. She found herself becoming distracted, often vague as to where she was or what was happening to her. When the farmer fucked her she moaned and gave some token resistance but in her weakened condition she mostly just sobbed in humiliation.
Her breasts became heavier and heavier their weight now a discomfort as the giant tits filled with milk, swollen and tender they began to ache. The farmer inspected them from time to time handling her body with professional disinterest as if she was a piece of meat. He seemed pleased by her body’s response. The next day he began to attach suction cups from a milking machine to her breasts and pump her twice a day. The suction cups and milk machine hurt and made her nipples swollen and painfully sore. They also had a humiliating effect on Wonder Woman’s ego…she was being treated like some farm animal…not like the champion of all women…Wonder Cow! Then a tear rolled down her cheek as she realized her own error.
"The end of week one, you are coming along nicely," the Dairy Farmer told Wonder Cow, as he rubbed ooze from her nipples between his thumb and fingers. That day her nipples had begun discharging a whitish slime. He seemed pleased with the result.
She tried to spit on him. He laughed congenially and then stepped behind her and straddling Wonder Woman reached down on either side of her and pulled her swollen nipples up twisting them hard until she cried in pain. “You will soon learn obedience from your Master Wonder Cow,” he told her. "Your breasts have gotten much larger and heavier I'm afraid you won't be as agile a super heroine as you once were." He laughed.
"You bastard," she snarled.
"Oh come on now," he said. "That's no attitude for a cow." He stepped behind her. She could hear him unzipping his fly for her nightly rape.
He bent over her putting his cock up against her anus. "Let’s see if we can’t change that attitude…my little Wonder Cow," he whispered in her ear, "Why don't you 'moo' for me." Then he slowly shoved his cock into her tight little ass. Wonder Woman tried to fight but he quickly breeched the tiny sphincter and she gasped in shock and pain.
“Aughhhhh…N-noooo p-pleessss…t-take it out…p-pleeesss… Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…G-God it h-hurts…it h-hurts…” The Dairy Farmer started pumping his tool in and out of Diana’s ass.
“Umph…Umph…Umph…Umph…Umph…Aughhhhhhhh…sob…sob…p-pleeessss…s-stop…Ow…Ouch…your hurting me you bastard…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Wonder Woman sobbed and grunted like a pig as the farmer plowed out her ample ass.
“Moo you fucking cow… moo when I tell you to!” Wonder Woman struggled against the hideous assault until finally The Dairy Farmer inserted a huge studded dildo into Wonder Woman’s vagina and began twisting the dong viciously inside her as he reamed out her ass.
“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeee…Aughhhhhhhhhhh…God… s-stop…y-you b-bastard I-I’ll…k-kill…yo… Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…Oh God…p-pleessss…it h-hurts…it h-hurts…pleeesssssssssssssssssss…Aughhhhhhhhhhh…someone h-help m-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…sob…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…sob…sob…”
The Dairy Farmer worked our heroine over good. Slowly the wilting super heroine began to break under the relentless assault. Thirty minutes later a sobbing Wonder Cow finally broke.
“N-noooo…m-more…p-pleeeeesssss…anything y-you w-want…I-I’ll…Moo…sob…for you…M-M-Mooo…Aughhhhhhhh…Oh G-god p-pleesssss…it…it h-hurts…M-mooooooo…I-I c-can’t t-take anymore… Moooooooooo…sob…
Moooooooooo…p-pleessss…Mooooooooooooooo…s-stop…Moooooooooooooooooo…”
“Excellent Wonder Cow…excellent! The farmer shot his load into Wonder Cow’s ass! Then he dismounted her,“But just to be sure you don’t forget this lesson, here is some “homework” you can do until I return. He then inserted a studded butt plug in Wonder Woman’s ass and strapped a leather belt around her waist pulling the attached crotch strap through her legs and buckling it to the belt behind her. Then he inserted the ball gag. Before leaving her he turned both the vibrators on high. Wonder Cow grunted like a pig and sobbed as the two dildos buzzed away at her cunt and ass reaming her out good! Then the lights went out.
The next day after he removed the dildos he stood in front of the half tamed Amazon… "I am impressed with this lasso," he told her holding it in front of her.
Diana was sore all over and too weak to respond as she wanted to, so she maintained a stony silence.
"What’s it made of? It won't break, it won't burn, it can't be cut, spectrograph reveals nothing."
She didn't reply.
"I could put it on you and make you tell me," he said. "I know it can enslave people and make them docile, make them tell the truth. “Or would it work that way?" He asked. "If you were on one end of this rope, I wonder whose will would dominate?" Her face remained stoic, but mentally she prayed that he hadn’t figured it out. Through her career a few villains had managed to put the rope on her and that had always been their fatal mistake, for in a test of wills she had always prevailed gaining control over their minds.
He grinned. "I don't think we'll try and find out right now." He pulled out his hypodermic needles. “Let’s wait a few more days to test our wills.”
"Time for your next shots," he grinned as he buried the needles in her firm ripening titties. Then he removed the ball gag and inserted a ring gag. He stood up and unzipped his fly. Suddenly Diana realized what was about to happen. She struggled then gasped as all she saw was the thick black patch of pubic hair slam again and again into her eyes as The Dairy Farmer mouth fucked the helpless heroine. Again and again holding Wonder Woman by her thick black mane he rammed the huge engorged tool deep down her throat. Finally, the bastard came spewing his hot gism into Diana’s mouth forcing her to swallow or choke on the foul tasting goo. After he was through he turned out the lights and left Wonder Woman alone in the darkness on her knees and sobbing.
After that she stopped eating. When The Dairy Farmer noticed he simply chloroformed her and when she awoke there was a feeding tube down her throat. For the next five days she subsisted on a strict baby food diet as he continued the hormone injections and the sessions with the milking machine. Wonder Woman now faded in and out of consciousness her mind spun and her will slowly faded under The Dairy Farmer’s relentless transformation regime. The hormone injections, the bondage, the lack of proper food, the repeated rapes, the milking machine and the humiliation all took their toll on the withering super heroine.
On the thirteenth day the farmer was pumping her breasts and butt fucking our helpless heroine, when Wonder Cow slowly stopped struggling and bowed her head her long mane of raven hair piled on the floor in front of her head. Then she started to cry blubbering something inaudible about her “Mommy helping her.” Then she screamed as two “popping” noises could be heard distinctly above the machine’s mindless whirring.
“Yes, yes, finally after almost two weeks. No one had ever lasted a week before you my little Wonder Cow!” The Dairy Farmer was excited as he watched Diana’s ripped, bloody nipples spew rich red blood into the tubes before the tubes turned pink and then pure white as Wonder Woman’s super tit milk was pumped out of her broken nipples in large swells and whisked away to the waiting vats.
The Dairy Farmer dismounted her and looked into the tearful blue eyes of the champion of all women, “Wonder Cow, I know this is the beginning of a long and rewarding relationship.” Then he took the feeding tube out, her throat felt like it had been scraped with a knife. After inserting the ring gag he spoke, “Suck this my little Wonder Cow!” and he inserted his huge rigid tool into her mouth. He mouth fucked the helpless heroine as the milk machine drained her bulging titties… she ate when she was supposed to after that.
The next few days were the worst as the hormone injections were now doubled and the milkings were taking over an hour due to the massive amounts of milk Wonder Cow was producing. Wonder Cow often passed out during the milkings as the pain was too much in her weakened condition. Finally, after more than two weeks he released her for exercise. She had spent a lot of time demanding, cursing, pleading and eventually begging for release. Nothing had worked. Now,she only offered stony silence.
The opportunity for escape was too good. As he removed her bonds she stood slowly shaking out the soreness from her muscles. She glanced at him trickles of milk oozing from her nipples. Her breasts heavy she was hyperconscious of their every movement.
He carried a cattle prod, but she was suspicious that he might have some concealed weapons. Obviously, he wouldn't be so cavalier unless he had something in reserve. So despite the urge to immediately go on the attack, she waited. She followed him outdoors almost docilely.
He led her into a corral where other women were waiting. Wonder Woman recognized most of them from her missing persons file. The woman all had a dull shell-shocked look to them, but several of them seemed to recognize her as she walked into the corral. The women watched their breasts noticeably swollen and heavy with milk their nipples shiny and sore.
She looked around a high fence much like the one in the compound she had invaded encircled them. She had no idea where she was. A second glance told her there were no guards in sight. Time to act.
Wonder Woman grabbed The Dairy Farmer intending to throw him to the ground. She was shocked when he easily broke her grip and threw her to the ground. Did he have superhuman strength?
He laughed as she sprawled in the dirt and shoved his cattle prod into her ass. Wonder Woman screamed and rolled on her back. Laughing, he tossed his cattle prod at her, it bounced off her tender breasts.
"Quite a surprise, Wonder Cow?" he asked her. “I admire your spirit. Tell you what, you pick it up."
Carefully, she reached for the cattle prod and picked it up but had trouble gripping it. Her hands worked but somehow she had lost all her strength. The prod slipped through her grasp. Gently, he bent down and picked it up.
"Neurotoxin," he told her. "While you’ve been unconsciousness I've injected your hands with neurotoxins and taken other measures to ensure you will be with us for a very long time. I'm afraid your hands are pretty useless now. Oh you can feel and touch, you can even move your fingers it feels perfectly normal. But I'm afraid your hands don't have the strength of an infant."
Wonder Woman rose quickly and threw a right straight at The Dairy Farmer’s chin. He laughed as her fist slid off his chin like wet Kleenex. Her blows were completely ineffective.
"You'll never get away with this," she tried to snarl at him…tried to. All that came out was a low moan. Wonder Woman pursed her lips, looking shocked.
"Oh that," he grinned. "Well, I also injected neurotoxin into your throat. It's not as if a cow like you has anything interesting to say."
The famous steel blue eyes widened with fear and tears rolled down her face as he forced her to her knees and unzipped his fly. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but neurotoxin had weakened her jaw muscles. He shoved his member into her mouth and grabbing her hair brutally mouth fucked Wonder Woman in front of the other women. She tried to push him away but her efforts were useless. As he shot his load into her mouth Wonder Cow’s tears flowed down her face and mixed with the cum that dribbled from her nose and mouth. When he was done he picked up a whip.
“Moo Wonder Cow, moo so the whole world can hear you!” and he began whipping her ass as she tried to crawl away from him on all fours. He whipped her in front of the other women as she crawled around the corral sobbing and mooing as the lash rose and fell.
He decided to make an example out of their champion and grabbed Wonder Cow by her hair dragging the bloody heroine through the dirt to a small pillory where he locked her head in place. Then he brought out a long stainless steel needle and punctured her septum with the hideous tool. He snapped a 3” diameter steel ring in her bloody nose and after attaching a lead chain released her. He led her into the adjoining corral as she helplessly flailed at the ring he attached her lead chain to an overhead arm that was one of a dozen protruding from an eight foot high revolving turn stand that stood in the middle of the corral. Wonder Cow stood on her tiptoes to relieve the pressure on her nose as The Dairy Farmer then applied steel cuffs and a short hobble chain to her ankles. Then he strapped her elbows behind her so tightly that her huge jugs jutted vulgarly forward, her nose high in the air. He switched the turn stand on and the arm began to slowly rotate dragging the helpless heroine around in a circle by her nose as the other cows watched from the corral.
WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WOOOSH…CRACK! The Dairy Farmer did a number on the champion of all women with the whip. Her ass, legs, and tits all felt the lash as she blindly shuffled around and around in a circle pathetically mooing as he whipped her.
“Prance Wonder Cow. Lift those knees. Chest out, stomach in… where’s your pride Wonder Cow?” WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK!
The other cows turned their backs to avoid watching and winced as the sound of the lash whistled through the yard as each crack was followed by another pathetic moo.
After that she was kept with the other cattle. Generally, they were kept in stocks on all fours, their pierced noses chained to iron rings to prevent movement. Their efforts to communicate resulted only in pathetic lowing as they received small doses of neurotoxin in selected muscle groups.
She and the other cows were regularly injected with hormones, and milked several times a day. She gained weight. They put her on an exercise regime. She and the other cows jogging around the corral attached to the turn stand their heavy breasts flopping.
Wonder Woman lost all sense of time. Other girls appeared their eyes
frightened and terrified when they recognized the red boots and tiara and saw the condition Wonder Woman was in. But as their breasts swelled and the hormones took effect, their fear faded to dull acceptance. The changing of cows was the only sign to her that time was passing.
For Wonder Cow her breasts became her life. Their weight had now
tripled and they pulled at her constantly. Every shift made them swing, reminding her of their presence and purpose. Her life was nothing more than a cycle of milkings. She could feel the milk accumulating, she felt aching soreness when she was too full, and blessed relief when the milking machine was attached to her. She like the other cows, learned to “moo” when she needed to be milked.
The hormones dulled her thoughts and anyway, there was nothing to do. She couldn't escape, couldn't communicate, the regime she was on was very strict...injections, milkings, feedings, exercise, more milkings, sleep and then it was the next day and it started all over again. The only breaks in the rhythm of her life were when The Dairy Farmer chose to play with her fingering her cunt and eventually fucking one of her orifices. She fought it as best she could, but one day, while he was fucking her the fallen heroine came, her orgasm forcing a long moo out of her as her cunt gripped his throbbing rod and milked its semen.
After he left she cried, the tears falling on the bare floor as the milking machine began to pump, extracting the milk from her body.
More time passed. More girls appeared. The numbers of her companions in bondage proliferated. Then he had an assistant…and then another…and another. The Dairy Farmer seldom appeared any more. If she had been able to think much anymore, she would have realized he was continually expanding his evil operation.
She did not think much any more. She lowed plaintively when she needed to be milked, she ate the flavorless baby food that was provided for her, and when one of the assistants was washing her with the hose she rolled her hips in hopes that he might stop and fuck her.
Once in a while, she would think about who she had been and would feel utterly sad. That person seemed so different, full of color and vibrancy. Sometimes in her dreams, she hatched elaborate plans to escape. She broke free and led the other cows in a rebellion that swept the enemy away. But then she would awake to the harsh reality of life on the farm.
Nearly a year had passed when on a Sunday morning the newest assistant unchained Wonder Cow and took her into the wash area for her weekly hosing. Before he hooked her nose chain up to the standing ring another assistant rushed in. “Leave her! Twelve new ones are coming in and we need your help with them now!” The men rushed out to greet the truck leaving Wonder Cow alone.
It had been a long time since Diana had been alone and unchained and at first she remained in the washroom awaiting her keeper’s return. After awhile she walked over to a window and watched as the young women were off loaded from the truck that brought them. Their hands and elbows tied behind them, their ankles hobbled, and their mouths gagged they struggled as the men herded them into the corral. Wonder Cow recognized the look of anger and fear in their eyes…that would soon change she thought as one by one they had their noses pierced and ringed and received their first injections.
Wonder Cow wandered around until she found a door that led to an adjacent room. The room was a rather large office with a desk, conference table and chairs. On the walls were pictures of all the cows…but they looked different…younger and more vibrant. There were also many blue ribbons hanging on the wall, Wonder Cow looked at all of them. Then suddenly she noticed a picture behind the desk, the picture was of her in her Wonder Woman uniform…next to the picture hung several blue ribbons and her gold power belt and lasso. Wonder Cow drifted over to the picture and looked at it. She was very beautiful Wonder Cow thought and she looked vaguely familiar. As she stared at the picture she began to remember, she looked at the picture and the belt and back to the picture…then slowly she reached for the belt.
“Whoa there cow don’t move or I’ll take this prod to your ass good.” The assistant said to one of the new cows in the corral.
“Touch her and you will die where you stand!” Came the voice from inside the dark barn. The men turned as did the women who were being processed and the other cows in the corral. A figure stepped out of the barn and into the sunlight…it was Wonder Woman…and she was magnificent!
Fully rejuvenated Wonder Woman flew over the fence and landed in the corral. She faced the men with her hands on her hips in her familiar power pose. “Now you animals will release these women or by Hera I swear you will die here and now.”
The men looked at each other. “One of our cows got loose, time to round her up. Get her guys!” The six men charged Wonder Woman, it was the last thing they ever did. Diana removed her tiara and threw it. Like a deadly flying buzz saw the tiara spun through the air and cut the throats of the men as they ran toward the amazing Amazon. They lay in the dirt for a few minutes gasping for life as it ran out of their bodies and formed small red puddles. The cows surrounded Wonder Woman rubbing against her with tears in their eyes. Diana smiled.
Two hours later all the women had been restored to their former selves and their memories erased thanks to the power of Wonder Woman’s magic lasso. Wonder Woman smiled as she waved goodbye to the truck as it headed off down the road.
Wonder Woman searched the property for clues to the locations of the other sites The Dairy Farmer owned. The farmhouse was for the assistants only and seemed more like a bunkhouse or college dorm than a residence. Then she remembered…the office in the barn. Diana found what she was looking for…a PC on the desk. Turning it on she used her lasso to obtain the needed passwords. The Dairy Farmer’s operation opened like a book. History, clients, staff, suppliers, inventory, stock, financials, locations and schedules it was all there. Diana seethed as she read particularly, her own file. Diana knew the location of the farm where she had been captured was in Northern Maryland it didn’t take her long to discover that she was now in Central Pennsylvania. Other locations in New England, New Jersey, North Carolina, Florida, Kentucky, Ohio, Alabama, Texas, Arizona, and California. She checked his schedule…he was coming back to this farm tomorrow night.
After seeing to the bodies of the men Wonder Women settled in. It would be a wait…but she would endure one more day…then she would have her revenge.