Model Sister Part 2

Washington D.C. Wednesday June 17, 1942 4:28 P.M.

Dru's sweat soaked hair clung to her face as the camera focused in on the dazed expression she wore. As she gasped for air having so far endured the harshest workout short of running the Paradise Island marathon in 42 minutes and 12 seconds, a time that had only been bettered by her older sister. She took deep wheezing breath after deep wheezing breath into her sweat soaked body, she was definitely going to need a lot of water after this.

Albert had done way more work than Helga expected, he had ridden the girl himself for over half an hour and through three more orgasms before cumming himself, leaving her gasping for breath on the sweat and pussy juice soaked bed. A bit of overkill considering Helga had another big day planned for the teen, but she'd let it go. And Helga couldn't help but notice that by the end Dru seemed to be enjoying the sensation of Albert's huge cock, the girl's ass had been lifting upwards to meet his thrusts and the sound of sweaty flesh slapping together filled the studio. And little Dru had moaned loudly like Helga never heard before.

Dru was in a slightly dazed stated after Albert had cum in her pussy and given her another orgasm, though this one not as strong the others. With her mind slightly out of it she didn't notice Wilhelm's cousin, Adolf, grab the two pillows and stack them in the middle of the bed. And nothing of a warning went off in her mind as the muscle man tossed her over them like a rag doll.

Helga chuckled as Adolf straddled Dru's legs with her ass raised into the air by the pillows under her hips. This was going to be a moment to remember, Helga couldn't help but want to torture an American girl this way. Dru lay dormant, exhausted from the four men that had fucked her so far for well over an hour. And totally unaware of what was to come.

Helga motioned one of the camera's to focus straight in from where Adolf had Dru pointed and another to get the shot from behind. Helga chuckled softly as Dru moaned in a half dream state when Adolf rubbed his cock between Dru's legs, getting himself wet with her juices.

Adolf had a big grin as he looked into the camera straight ahead and spoke his one line. "I don't like sloppy seconds. I prefer fresh meat." The other men laughed and with a nod from Helga he placed a big strong left hand between Dru's shoulder blades and pressed his cockhead to her virgin asshole.

Dru's head shot up with a look of shear terror on her face, she had no idea she agreed to this. "waiAAAAAAAATTT." Dru screamed, then took a deep gasping breath as her eyes shot wide open and her jaw dropped. She then clenched her eyes shut and gritted her teeth as the pain became etched on her face. Dru twisted and turned, trying as hard as she could to get away, but Adolf was just too strong and skilled for her.

"PLEEAAASSEE.NNOOOO." She screamed through her gritted teeth as Adolf rocked his powerful hips, driving deeper and deeper into Dru's tight ass. "PPPLLLEEEAASSSEEE." She sobbed as she soon realized she had no ability to stop him. She was too weak after the others, and even if she wasn't ,he was just too big and strong to knock off without her Amazon strength. Without her power belt this big man was just too strong and he had position on her. She was face down and helpless with his size and strength on top of her.

Helga enjoyed the American girl's pleas, her pain etched face and her sobbing as Adolf buried himself to the balls in the young girl's rectum. The red scrunched up face telling Helga that Dru had never done this before, and her higher ups were going to really enjoy this part.

Dru tried to bury her face in the mattress, but Adolf grabbed her sweat soaked hair in his right hand and held her head up so the camera could see the pain etched on her face. He rocked his hips as Dru grunted time after time through gritted teeth, her spit spurting forth and running down her chin.

Dru tried desperately to push off the mattress with her right hand to roll over and knock the big man off, but to no avail. She looked at Helga with tear filled eyes and begged "Stop!.Please.. make.. him stop.It... hurts."

Helga remembered the first time she was fucked in the ass and still remember the searing pain. The same pain Drusilla was feeling right now. But there was no way she was stopping this. Of course when they showed Diana Prince some of this stuff this part would be left out. Diana would only be shown parts where Dru was enjoying herself and the orgasms. But her higher ups would want something depicting an American suffering. Something all Americans would be facing soon enough. And not showing Diana this part was something they could hold over young Dru's head for further use later.

Dru's ass felt like it was on fire as Adolf repeatedly buried himself in her clenching backside. There were some pictures of this in the magazines she saw in the Conners' apartment and Dru couldn't help but wonder why those girls didn't look like they were in agony. She was a trained Amazon warrior, taught to deal with pain yet those women in those pictures didn't seem to mind it as much as she was at that moment.

"Pll-EEAASSEE.SST.OOP." she sobbed again. The hell with her status as a warrior, she had had enough. This hurt too much. "PPLL.EEAASSEE..MAKE..HIM..STOPPP." she begged. If anyone back home learned of this it would kill her reputation, but she didn't care. She just wanted the pain to end.

Helga sat where Dru could see her smile and enjoyed the misery that all of America would soon suffer. Dru was just the first of many that would be tortured as America was brought to it's knees. Daughters of American congressmen and other important people would be treated even worse until America surrendered and pledged loyalty to Hitler, Germany and the Nazi party. Their fathers and mothers would be forced to bare witness to their children's suffering and be taught it was because of their own pride and resistance to the inevitable.

Helga watched Dru's whole body jerk with each of Adolf's lunges. Adolf didn't have to hold the teen's head up, but it was making for a much more dramatic scene Helga mused. And in the morning little Dru would be introduced to her first lesbian experience. Helga had a couple of somewhat overweight lesbians that would just about give anything to get their hands on a pretty little thing like Drusilla Prince.

Helga loved how forceful Adolf could be. He was a man physically able to dominate any woman. And what she wouldn't give to see him get his hands on Wonder Woman. It they could capture her then Helga would set that up before the American hero was sent to Germany to be questioned and made into a PR spectacle. And when they had Diana Prince under their thumb that just might become a reality.

Spittle was flying as Dru grunted and grunted through gritted teeth. Her beet red face and gritted teeth were mixed with a look of determination Helga noticed. Dru had stopped begging them to stop and Helga looked back as Dru opened her eyes and stared back with hatred.

Dru's anger was helping with the searing pain. And the thoughts of what she was going to do about it later filled her mind as well. Sure she agreed to make these films, but did they really need to do this to get their point across. She had signed a contract earlier, but she hadn't read it. Was this in there? She was no legal expert and it wasn't like she could just take a contract like that to someone she knew to look it over.

"THAT'S A WRAP." Helga shouted 20 minutes later. She stood up and slowly walked over to the bed where the worn out teen was curled up in a ball sobbing like a baby, her butt hole still gaping. But inside Helga felt they had everything they needed to get Diana Prince under their control. And that last part by Adolf was pure genius. Threatening to stiff his shit covered cock down her throat and cum that way shocked Dru into compliance. She willingly rolled over on her back and held her tits together for him to cum on.

Mrs. Conner sat on the edge of the bed, they looked around at all the men going about the business of shutting everything down and cleaning up. Helga pretended to care as she reached out with her right hand and gently rubbed to sobbing teens sweaty back. "There, there. It's all over for today and you did a great job. A lot of young women are going to be a lot safer because of what you did here today." And what she'd be doing tomorrow would just be gravy, just a little extra to help keep Diana under control. Helga gave a hard stare at one of the men passing by as they cleaned up. At hearing her words he stopped with an expression that said 'Are you kidding?'

"Why? Why? Did he really have to do that?" Dru sobbed without looking at Helga. Dru had her eyes clenched shut and her knees pulled up to her chest as she lay on her side.

Helga let out a very good fake sigh. "I remember the first time a man put his cock in me that way. I cried too." Helga kept rubbing Dru's back in a show of sympathy. Not that she really cared other than they wanted Dru to do a few more things the next day.

When Dru didn't respond Helga kept rubbing the teens sweaty back with a smirk, the girl was naïve. She was very naïve and it would cost her and her sister. Helga gave a little chuckle and said "You did great. We needed a true representation of what could happen and that's what we got. And all girls scream and cry the first time, but after a couple dozen times it ain't so bad."

Dru's eyes shot wide open at that revelation. She slowly rolled onto her back, her sobbing stopped for the moment. She sniffed a few times and looked quizzically at Mrs. Conner who was sitting next to her with a sweet knowing smile. "You?"

"Awww, sweetie. There are some things mom just doesn't tell you. We all do that sooner or later. If we didn't we'd be pregnant all the time. We don't want to get pregnant so at that time of the month we keep our husband out of our vagina, but they want attention. So as dutiful wives we suck their manhood and let him use our backsides." Helga explained calmly to the sniffling teen.

Dru slowly sat up, wincing from her fucked raw ass, and Helga wrapped an arm around her. "Really?"

"Really. I prefer to just suck, but sometimes he can be so persistent. And now after all this time it no longer hurts. Face it honey, it's a man's world and we do what we have to in order to please our man." Helga looked over at Wilhelm who wasn't far away as if she were speaking from experience.

To Dru it seemed to be some kind of answer, after all she was in 'the man's world' and even according to her mother the rules were different. And she could see why none of the older Amazons who had traveled to the island had never talked about such a thing. If all girls screamed and cried through it at first as Mrs. Conner stated then they'd be admitting to weakness and that would hurt their pride, probably more than the cock up their ass. Especially if they had been subjected to it several times, then it wouldn't hurt as much anyway according to Mrs. Conner. But the older Amazons other reason for not speaking about it might have nothing to do with the pain, it might be more to do with the act being one of pure submission. A warrior would never allow herself to submit to that treatment.

A couple of hours later Dru sat in the theater down the street, squirming uncomfortably in her seat. Mrs. Conner had insisted she stay in and rest, but Dru was restless and snuck out of Diana's apartment. She kept fidgeting because her ass was still burning, but she'd take care of that later. She'd spin into her fighting clothes before bed and sleep in her tiara. In the morning her butt would be good as new.

Dru took a sip of her coke, then nibbled on her pop corn. Even after a half hour girl to girl talk with Mrs. Conner about a lot of things her mother never told her, and a long hot shower, Dru couldn't eat dinner. Mrs. Conner had done her hair after the shower so Dru put on a blouse and skirt and headed out to see the movie about a giant gorilla. And in a bit of teen defiance she wore comfortable shoes and left the damn bra behind. Her ass might be bothering her, but there was no reason the rest of her should suffer.

The theater was a bit empty for this showing Dru thought as she nibbled more pop corn, something else they didn't have back home. Dru sat way up in the back all alone and chuckled as she could hear two men in the projection room right above her grumbling that they couldn't get the projector with the news reels to run, and for some reason they couldn't figure out why. "Play the other one." a man grunted in frustration.

Dru tried her hardest to relax, her ass still burning, as the theater went dark and images appeared on the screen. There was nothing like this back home.

Dru watched as first there was video from the attack on some place called Midway. Then there was a patriotic message, a call to arms for all able bodied American men. The next snippet showed what America was facing in Europe. Hitler Youth exercising and marching in formation, their fanaticism starting at a young age.

Dru nibbled on her popcorn as she watched the reel that was from a few years before the war. The handful of other people in the theater seemed to ignore the short snippets, but where this was a novelty to Dru she didn't want to miss a thing.

The film switched to a Hitler Youth picnic and showed the children and young adults laughing and playing games. "And this is one of our finest group leaders. Helga is 23 and engaged to a captain in the Luftwaffa." The smiling blonde girl waved to the camera as the commentator went on about how well educated she was.

Dru thought the girl was quite striking, then she almost dropped her popcorn when the girl turned and trotted away. Dru got just a glimpse, but she could have sworn the girl had a heart shaped birthmark just like Mrs. Conner.

Dru shook the idea out of her head, it couldn't be Mrs. Conner she told herself. Mrs. Conner seemed too nice to be the girl in the movie. But just to prove it to herself Dru returned for the next showing a few hours later. This time however the regular projector was working and Dru didn't get to see the same news reel again.

Dru walked out of the theater without watching the movie again. Even though it was now dark, and her ass was burning like hell, she decided to walk the mile or so back to her sister's apartment in order to think things over. Dru turned the corner, walking with her head down. From the sidewalk on the other side of the street a young girl laughingly yelled out "HEY SALLY. LET'S GO OR WE'LL BE LATE."

At least someone's having fun tonight Dru thought as she glanced to her left. Dru froze mid step as she watched Sally Jones trot out of the deli and jump into a cab with another young girl, a pretty girl with curly dark hair.

As they drove off Dru started wondering that if Sally was in trouble with her parents from the night before then why was she out having fun again. And why hadn't she come to get her if she wasn't in trouble?

Dru took a few more steps towards her sister's, then stopped. Things just weren't right. She looked back to see the cab sitting at a red light. "Was I set up?" she whined out loud.

Things clicked quickly in Dru's mind. Sally just happened to introduce herself. Sally wanted to go out and have fun, but that required money. Mrs. Conner had said getting your picture taken would get you money. And Mrs. Conner looked like that German in the film. Sally wanted more fun and that required more money. And why couldn't she remember the trouble she got into that required the Conners to come with more money. And their actress just happened not to be able to do the job.

If something was going on then Dru figured she better get to the bottom of it before her sister got home. And if it was all just some coincidence it wouldn't be that big a deal. Dru quickly jumped into the alley she was close to and began to spin.

Wearing what looked like a red one piece swimsuit with white stars, her sister got the good outfit and she got stuck with this. But grumbling wouldn't do any good she told herself as she stepped back out of the ally as the cab sped off.

People gave way as she raced down the sidewalks in pursuit of the cab. She could swear she could feel men staring at her bouncing braless tits as she ran towards them, and her tight backside as she ran away. A smile formed momentarily at the thought.

Dru kept her distance from the cab waiting to see where Sally, if it was Sally, was going. That and it was easier than jumping in front of the car and forcing it to stop. Then there was the whole ripping the door off, if she was wrong then she'd be ruining the car for nothing. And if she were right, what if Sally had a gun? Sure she could stop bullets, but what if the gun was pointed at the other girl? Dru figured it was best just to wait until Sally got out of the car before acting.

Dru followed the car into a somewhat run down area of the city. Dru could hear the loud swing music coming from the club the taxi stopped in front of. Ignoring for the moment the two big black men standing outside the door Dru leapt up to the roof and stood right over the awning coming out from the building.

"Are you sure this is okay?" the girl with Sally asked warily as the cabbie got out and opened the door for them.

Dru listened as Sally answered the girl's concerns. "It's fine. I come here all the time."

"But this..My dad would...They're.."

"Look. You wanted to hear jazz and this is where you go to hear jazz." Sally stated as she half pushed the other girl out of the car.

Dru took her lasso from her hip and waited for Sally to climb out of the car. She handed the driver some money and Dru dropped down. Before anyone could say anything she had her lasso around Sally. "You will not move and you will answer my questions.

"WONDER WOMAN!" the girl shouted.

The cabbie jumped back, but the two doormen started towards her, but Dru turned her head and snarled as she asked "Do you really want to try?"

Dru smiled as the two men held their hands up in front of them and stepped back. "What're you doin'? She's my friend." the dark haired girl whined.

Dru positioned herself so she could keep an eye on the doormen as she asked Sally "What's your real name?" Now that she was standing right next to her it was clear this was Sally Jones, but why was she out? If she was in big trouble, why was she out having fun again?

Dru watched as Sally struggled not to speak. The girl, the two doormen and the cabbie all gasped as Sally replied "I am Gertrude Muller."

"What?" the other girl squeaked.

"Are you German?" Dru asked next.

"Yes."

"Da'am." one of the doormen gasped. The other turned quickly and went inside.

"Why were you going out with m.miss Prince?" Dru caught herself before saying me, but she'd need to be careful.

"My dad's gonna kill me." the dark haired girl squealed.

Sally squinted with a look of hatred as she stared Dru in the eyes. "It was my privilege to dupe that pathetic American girl. It was my job to make her need money."

"And Mr. and Mrs. Conner would provide that money, for services rendered." Dru said as she started to get really angry. She had been tricked. She had posed for pictures in the nude. She had been filmed having sex. And it was all a trick. "To what end?" she asked.

"For that information you will need to ask the major herself." Sally growled. If she could move she'd take a swing at the heroine. There was no way the stories of her strength were true. With her training she'd teach the American bitch a lesson or two. But there was something about the damn rope. Whatever technology was behind it would soon be added to the German arsenal.

"And what is the major's name or should I say what are the major's names?"

"Major Helga Wiess. Or Karen Conner." Sally snarled as she was forced to betray herself and her team. And Helga was a high ranking operative, she knew a lot of names. Sally had to do something, but she couldn't move. If Wonder Woman got her hands on the major it would be a big blow to the Nazi cause.

"My dad is really going to kill me." the extremely worried other girl shrieked.

Dru had to stop this, and fast. She also had to find those films and pictures of herself. There was no way she was going to get out of this without her sister finding out something, hopefully she could get rid of those nude pictures and the movies first.

"And if the major isn't at home where would she be now?" Dru asked in a stern voice. She was angry, both with them and herself. How could she have been so stupid? If she had just done as her sister said and stayed close to the apartment then nothing would have happened.

"The major will be supervising the developing of the films they shot of that idiotic Prince girl earlier. She will be at the warehouse most of the night." Sally was steamed as she answered. If she could she would have killed herself rather than tell the American Wonder Whore anything.

"Now I need to put you somewhere until later so I can."

"I'll take her to the FBI." the astounded cabbie stated. "At no charge." the man snarled as he looked at Sally. "My wife and I got out 7 years ago, but we still have family over there."

"Jew dog." Sally snapped at him. As far as she was concerned, none of them should have been allowed to leave. They should all be facing the final solution.

Dru wanted Sally out of the way for the moment, but if she was handed over to the authorities word might get to the major before Dru could finish cleaning up her mess. "Where can we put her that..?"

"Maybe I can help." The white man that exited the club with the black doorman that went inside moments earlier looked Dru up and down quizzically. Wonder Woman was shorter than he had been led to believe. And her tits weren't quite as big as he'd been informed. And her outfit wasn't what was described either. Then again, women tended to have a lot more clothing then men.

Dru's eyes sparkled as she looked at the man. Blonde and blue eyed, he stood a good 6 feet tall and was really cute. Dru smiled brightly at the suit wearing man in his mid 20s. "And you are?"

"Agent Richman, FBI. I was in here visiting with a member of the band. We grew up in the same small town. And what seems to be the issue. Willy says you captured a Nazi spy?"

Twenty minutes later Dru was crouching down on the roof top of the warehouse studio. The FBI man, Peter Richman, had placed a call to his boss letting him know he had a spy in custody and could use some help. The cabbie was more than happy to give the terrified brunette a ride home, at no charge. Marie Blankenship was scared to death what her father was going to do, and her grandfather. The granddaughter of Steve's boss was a target just as she had been to use against her sister Diana. The cabbie, drove Marie home for free, the story he had to tell was worth far more than a fare. The two doormen were also left with a story to tell and grins that would last for days.

Dru steamed as she peered through the skylight and counted a half dozen people, including the major herself. The FBI would be picking up Gertrude's pretend family and a certain police sergeant Dru would have rather gotten to first, but the movies and pictures were more important. Under the power of the golden lasso Gertrude had spilled her guts to the young fed and the FBI would be out in force very shortly, rounding up all the people Gertrude had fingered.

Dru would have liked to spend a little more time checking things out, but she had to get those pictures and movies before the FBI showed up here and took everything themselves. Though the though of that cute FBI agent seeing her nude gave her both a feeling of shame and a little guilty pleasure at the same time. But I would be just him she'd want to see her that way. Dru stood up and took a deep breath, then jumped through the big glass skylight.

"WONDER WOMAN!" a man shouted as she landed with shards of glass smashed to the floor all around her.

Dru's arms came up as the major quickly pulled a hand gun out of her purse. Bullet after bullet was deflected until Helga's gun was empty. Helga stood in wide eyed terror as Dru was just a few feet away in the blink of an eye.

Dru grabbed the empty gun from Helga's hand, then using her super human strength, bent the barrel of the gun with her bare hands before tossing it away with a look of disgust.

Helga stepped back fearfully and barked at the men just gawking at the intruder. "GET HER!"

Dru stepped back and took a defensive stance as the men charged in from a directions. Dru grabbed the first man by the jacket he was wearing and sent him flying a good 30 feet and crashing into some boxes. The next man she threw into 2 others coming in from the opposite direction. Then Dru happily grabbed Mr. Conner and threw him up the 30 plus feet into the rafters where he was stuck, hanging over a steel beam with no way down.

Helga stepped back again in horror as Dru again turned towards her. As Dru took a step forward, Helga stepped backwards. She was looking around as if trying to figure the best escape route.

Dru took a few more steps and looked over her shoulder at the men getting up and starting towards her again. Dru spun to her right to face them, then was hit hard from behind. "OOOOFFFF!" There was a loud clang as her forehead impacted the steel support post. Adolf had barreled into her at full force and sent Dru flying. She had been upended and was parallel to the floor as her forehead hit a steel support column.

Dru rolled onto her back, and through the stars saw a man she hadn't seen from the roof. Thomas, the big muscle man, had hit her with everything he had in her lower back. The room was spinning as Dru rolled to her right in an effort to get to her feet. "NNNAARRRGGGAA." Dru screamed as Thomas' big right foot came up between her legs.

Helga stood with a smug smile as Wonder Woman rolled on the floor clutching her injured snatch and blood flowing from the gash in her forehead. The sharp corner of the steel I-beam caught Dru across her forehead just above her eyes and under her tiara. Helga watched, taking great pleasure as Adolf and the other men put the boots to the American heroine. An American heroine that had met her end now.

But Helga was also concerned. They hadn't made a move on Diana Prince yet, or Steve Trevor. Was she also watching over Diana Prince's kid sister?

Helga had her questions, like why was Wonder Woman shorter than she was led to believe? Maybe it was just the men she defeated were hoping to cover their own weakness she thought. But now Wonder Woman would have to best her, and that just wasn't going to happen.

Helga had a cold stare as the bleeding heroine tried in vain to cover herself, taking kick after kick to her body and head. "HANS! GET THE LIGHTS AND THEN GET ON CAMERA ONE. PETRE, GET ON CAMERA TWO. AND ADOLF, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO."

The muscle man chuckled as two men ran off to do as the major commanded. The remaining men switched to punching Dru's already very sore ribs as Adolf reached down and grabbed a fistful of her blood covered dark hair. "OOOFFF.OOOFFFF.OOOFFFF." Dru grunted as the breath was repeatedly knocked out of her.

"WHAT ABOUT ME?" Mr. Conner shouted from above.

Helga looked up with disgust at her pretend husband. She rolled her eyes then barked back "FIRST WE DEAL WITH WONDER WOMAN. THEN WE WORRY ABOUT GETTING YOU DOWN."

Between the deprivation of air and a very possible cracked skull, Dru was almost limp as Adolf dragged her over and tossed her face down on the bed. Dru curled into a ball, trying her best to cover her head and her ribs. But some men jumped up on the bed with her and started kicking her all over again. In the back of the head, her lower back and even down below. Her sore ass and pussy from earlier were also constant targets.

With 2 cameras rolling Helga sat in her directors chair as Adolf stood next to the bed and undressed. This was going to make one hell of a birthday gift for a certain field marshal. Wonder Woman would be too important for one man to own and would instead be made a public example of, and most likely turned into a pet for the high command to enjoy. However a movie of her being defeated and raped could be enjoyed over and over again by a lot more. And that too could be made public in an effort to break American moral. And boost the moral of German soldiers.

"OOOFFF..OOOFFFF..OOOFFF." Dru grunted repeatedly as she was kicked over and over again. The only clear thought she managed to get through her battered head was someone just ripped apart the crotch of her costume.

Helga grinned as Dru was forced to stay face down on the bed, her hands moving quickly and automatically from her ribs to the sides of her head. Adolf looked over to Helga and gave a big smile as he sat astride of Wonder Woman's thighs, his 8" cock just above her wiggling ass.

Adolf would prefer she not be moving as much, but they all knew Wonder Woman was extremely dangerous. Keeping her on the defensive would keep them all safer. Another man came running in with cuffs and chains as he gripped the back of the heroine's neck with his powerful left hand and lined up his cock with the right.

Helga laughed loudly as Wonder Women's head shot up with a loud gasp of horror, and she was then punched squarely in the nose. "I'm surprised she's still awake." the director stated gleefully as Adolf rocked his powerful hips and pushed his dry cock deeper and deeper into the American heroine's trembling and clenching ass.

Wonder Woman was almost unconscious as Adolf gripped the shoulder straps of the heroine's costume and ripped them apart, the left first, then the right. Meanwhile her arms were pulled out above her head and cuffed together with three sets of hand cuffs as two men kept pummeling her head.

Adolf pulled her costume down almost to her waist as her boots were removed. He chuckled as he repeatedly drove his cock into her tight ass while cuffs were attached to her ankles. The attack on her ribs and head were stopped as she barely clung to awareness and her struggles had ceased.

Helga enjoyed the moment, she'd be a national hero for this, as Adolf pulled out and rolled the now docile heroine over to show her bloody and battered face. Adolf easily forced Wonder Woman's legs apart and knelt between them. Wonder Woman offered no resistance as the big muscle man now violated her pussy and chains were attached to her ankles and ran under the bed to be attached to her hand cuffs.

Dru grunted with each thrust of the powerful man. He firmly gripped her blood covered tits as if he would try to rip them off as he pounded her sore pussy. Between the sex earlier and the beating she just took her lower region was on fire as Adolf raped her. But through it all Dru held on to one tangible thought. If they weren't beating her down any more, play dead and let her mind clear and regain her strength. Even as she was being raped her tiara would heal her, some. And as long as the beating was over her ribs and head would get better without more damage being done. She could catch her breath and adjust to the pain before taking more action.

Dru turned her blood covered face towards Helga and stared blankly while Adolf pumped her twat with everything he had. Just stay awake and be ready Dru told herself. She had no idea how long the big man would be abusing her, but the longer he was the longer she had to recover.

"Good, good." Helga squeaked with delight. Wonder Woman was defeated and securely chained down. With the thought Wonder Woman was done she nodded to a couple other men to start undressing.

"nnnaa.nnaa..uummfff.uhhh." Helga chuckled as Wonder Woman had the air painfully driven from her lungs with each thrust from Adolf. Helga had started Wonder Woman's training process, a process that would lead to her being led up to the a smiling Adolf Hitler wearing nothing but her trademark tiara and bracelets. She would then publicly lick her new master's boots to show the rest of the world their soon to be fate.

Dru's chest rose and fell with each deep and painful breath. Adolf continued to try and crush her left tit as he pinched her erect right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Even as she became more aware, she had to play dead. And she was deeply embarrassed her nipples were hard and she was getting extremely wet from the abuse, but even being as naïve as she was she knew it was a natural response. Her body was simply reacting to stimuli, but it was still embarrassing.

Helga leaned forward as she noticed Wonder Woman's hips rising to meet Adolf's thrusts. But she wasn't alarmed by it. She had seen many a girl fucked into a near unconscious state do the exact same thing. It was just a natural response for a girl being pleasured. She would like to point it out to the heroine and use it against her, but letting Wonder Woman keep doing it could also be used to mentally break her will later. They wanted her alive and there was only so much of a beating anyone could take, even Wonder Woman.

Hera help me, Dru silently prayed as Adolf pulled out of her dripping wet snatch. Dru fought mentally with all her will not to act out in disgust as Adolf straddled her shoulders while feverishly masturbating. And as the other men and Helga laughed with glee she lay docile when he jammed his cock into her mouth and groaned loudly.

Dru managed not to gag, but instead just coughed and turned to face Helga again afterwards. The cum mixed with the blood as it dribbled from her slack jawed mouth. Helga leaned in towards Wonder Woman as another man moved between the heroine's legs. "You are now the property of the Third Reich. For the rest of the war, and your life, you will lay on your back just like this for any member of the high command which orders you to. You are no longer Wonder Woman. You are now Wonder Whore."

Dru cringed slightly at Helga's words, but managed not to otherwise react. Her body was heeling, but she had a long way to go before she could put up a fight. Or heeled enough to actually fught, but she would soon have no choice. Her head still throbbed and she doubted she could even stay on her feet, even without them attacking her. But her mind was getting clearer by the second. "immpphh." Dru gave a weak gasp as the new man slid his 7 inch cock into her twitching pussy. Mentally she wanted it to be over, but her body was reacting just as the Nazi spies wanted her body to react.

"immm.oohhh..uhhh.mmm." Helga chuckled as Dru grunted and groaned as she was raped by this second man. Dru now turned her head away from Helga fearing the Nazi leader would see the life returning to her eyes, or even recognize her face. Her face and body might be blood covered, but she was now mentally aware that Helga could still recognize her. Just catch your breath and let the bleeding stop, then look for an opening she told herself. Her body hurt more than after any workout she had ever endured and her muscles needed oxygen. She needed time to breath without having the air constantly driven from her lungs.

Dru fought mentally against all her Amazon training not to fight, but to instead lay docile. The moans however she had to let happen, if they were to keep believing she was too hurt to fight she'd need to keep acting as if she couldn't not moan or grunt. She had to react normally to the sexual stimuli.

Dru prayed again to Hera, this time that she wouldn't get pregnant, 10 minutes later as the man held her tits firmly and came inside her with a loud grunt. Dru lay limp as he slowly got off and another man roughly entered her pussy, eliciting a moderately loud moan.

Dru grunted as the man pulled her ass off the bed and slid his bent legs under her thighs. The man knelt and pulled her towards him by gripping her hips. Out of the corner of her eye she watched as his right hand rose into the air, and only winced as it came down. "NNrrgg." Dru's whole body jerked as she cringed from the man's slap of her left tit.

"Good, Good." Helga said laughingly as the man repeated his attack on the heroine's tits with both hands. Loud slaps filled the studio as the men and Helga chuckled, and Dru mentally fought not to do more than just whimper.

Dru fought mentally with everything she had not to react to this outrage. Having to play dead was one thing, but being humiliated by a man slapping around her breasts was too much for her Amazon pride to take. But Dru shut her eyes to keep anyone from seeing the fire burning within her. She was getting stronger and stronger as her blood carried oxygen to her battered body. She could probably break the chains at the moment, but she needed to be able to break them quickly so they wouldn't have time to attack her as she tried.

Dru again prayed to Hera to not become pregnant as this man too came inside her. She hoped she had the strength as Helga chuckled before saying "I guess that's enough. Lets get something to make her sleep for the long ride to Europe."

Dru couldn't believe she almost gave a sigh of relief when Adolf loudly stated "IF YOU DON'T MIND I WOULD LIKE SOME MORE TIME WITH THIS AMERICAN DOG." Through squinted and blood and sweat filled eyes, Dru could see him at the foot of the bed. His cock was again standing at attention, and she had numerous thoughts on what to do to him for referring to her as a dog. But that would have to wait a little longer. Dru couldn't believe she was hoping Helga would let him rape her some more. But the more time they spent fucking her the more time she had to recover her strength And her ribs and skull might not heal but she could hopefully manage the pain. And these Nazis didn't know enough to remove her power belt, meaning she'd still have her super strength to help.

"Why, not." Helga replied with a shrug. As far as she knew they had all night and the more Wonder Woman was degraded the better the movie would be in her mind.

Dru looked off to the side as she felt Adolf climb onto the mattress. She had almost stopped bleeding back around when the second man had finished or when the third man started fucking her. She could feel the strength coursing through her, but she still needed more time. It was doubtful she'd be allowed to fully recover, but the longer she was allowed to just lay there the better her odds would be.

Dru squirmed and let out a whimper as Adolf slipped his big cock into her again. As he started his rocking she could see the blood covered sheet. Her sweat was mixing with the drying blood and running off her body onto the bed. She had bled a lot, yet she mentally prepared herself for a situation that was for more intense than any training session she had endured back home. But she was an Amazon. Born and raised to fight, and fight she would.

"uhh..uhh..nuhh...uhh." Dru grunted and grunted as Adolf built up a head of steam. The bed springs squeaked loudly as her firm, round C-cup tits were sent into motion. "uhhh..uhhh..uhhh." Adolf pounded her faster and harder than any of them had so far. Dru gritted her teeth, yet realized something strange. She was feeling very little pain from being fucked. Somewhere along the way being fucked had stopped hurting and she was getting a strong sensation of pleasure from it. And she was even finding the feeling of her firm round tits being bounced around so vigorously very enjoyable as well. She had always liked the way her braless tits would bounce when tiding a horse at full gallop, but to her this was so much better.

Dru also soon realized something else. She could feel the heat rising deep within her from the muscle man's vigorous pounding of her. The bed creaked as it was slid across the floor and Dru's whole body was bouncing under the powerful man as he held himself up on straight arms.

Adolf had a sneering smile as he stared down at the bouncing heroine under him and her wildly dancing blood covered boobs. At 260 pounds he dwarfed the American heroine. And when she was returned to Germany and used as a propaganda tool against the Americans they would all be heroes of the Third Reich. They had defeated the American heroine that had caused them a lot of trouble over the past few months, now she and all of America would be punished.

Helga watched with wide eyed amazement as Adolf let loose with all his strength on Wonder Woman. To her it looked like he was trying to fuck the battered heroine to death. Wonder Woman's whole body bounced and jerked with each of Adolf's powerful thrusts.

Helga had been fucked hard a few times in her life, but not like this. But from everything they heard about Wonder Woman is seemed she could take a beating and it seemed Adolf was testing the assumptions. Wonder Woman's arms and legs jerked each time Adolf plowed into her. Her nicely shaped boobs bounced up and down on her chest and slapped together, matching Adolf's rhythm.

And just like it happens to a lot of people when it seems things are going great, that's when the 'Oh crap' moment happened. Helga was too stunned to move or speak momentarily as Wonder Woman's rhythmic grunting and moaning ceased and was replaced with her gritting her teeth as she turned her head and stared into Adolf's eyes.

Adolf pumped harder and faster as he neared his climax. It was too late to stop himself as Wonder Woman snapped the chains meant to hold her down. Her legs wrapped around his ribs, locking her ankles together with her knees pressed to his sides, and held him deep in her clenching vagina as they came together.

There were matched deep throaty groans, then a loud crack and ear piercing shriek from Adolf. "ooorrrggg." the big man grunted as he collapsed on top of Wonder Woman with his cock still buried in her wet pussy and her legs, though now relaxed, still wrapped around his broken ribs.

Helga sat horrified as Wonder Woman and Adolf gasped for air. But after a moment Helga came to her senses. "GET HER!"

Dru would have preferred a few more seconds to catch her breath, and even enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm a little more, but if she was going to get out of this she needed to make her move now. Dru threw the muscle man off her with disgust, sending him crashing to the floor balled up and clutching his broken lower ribs.

A handful of men charged in from all directions as Dru jumped to her feet, pieces of chain dangling from the cuffs attached to her ankles. Dru jumped into the air, doing a flip and landing on her feet behind the men charging from in front of her. She then turned around with a determined stare for the five men standing near the bed.

She had two choices at that moment, get away or fight. Running would mean the films and pictures would end up in the hands of the FBI, or worse, sent to Germany. On the other hand she was an Amazon, raised to be tough as nails. She had taken a beating, but now she was on her feet again and mad as hell. She stood there with a look of determination as her firm round blood covered tots rose and fell with each deep breath.

Dru assessed her own condition. Although she felt a little uneasy on her feet she figured if she got the fight over with quickly she could handle it. And her skull wasn't cracked, she might have a mild concussion, but again if it was a quick fight then she should be okay. On the other hand she had lost a lot of blood and that gash on her forehead could be opened again.

"STOP GAWKING AND GET HER!" Helga screamed as the men seemed to just be standing there, fixated on the heroine's tits as the rise and fell with each deep breath.

Dru lashed out with her right foot as the first man charged in, though her foot missed the mark the foot and a half long piece of chain still attached to her ankle sliced open a big gash across his forehead. At least she had a weapon Dru mused as the second man was on her before she could ready herself.

Two arms wrapped around Dru and momentarily pinned her arms to her sides. With her strength that was no more than a delay move. Dru easily shrugged the man off, but as she turned to punch him she was tackled by a third man delivering a shoulder block to her already sore ribs.

"OOOFFF." she grunted loudly as she was driven to the floor. Dru gritted her teeth and snarled as the man that had landed on top of her and between her legs. The man, his hands on the floor at either side of Dru's head, realized he was in trouble. Even as the others jumped in by grabbing her ankles and the others going for her hands Wonder Woman's strong legs wrapped around his waist and squeezed.

"NNNAAAAAAARRRGGG." the man screamed as Dru showed him what Adolf got.

"UUMMPPhh." Dru gasped as she was kicked in the ribs. Even as another man kicked her, Dru pulled her feet free from the grasp on the others while shoving the injured man off her and a good 30 feet away.

Helga watched in horror as Wonder Woman quickly got to her feet, even with four men kicking and punching her. She sat wide eyed as Wonder Woman tossed one of them up into the rafters like Wilhelm to hang over a beam. Helga though rolled her eyes and chuckled as the troublesome bitch was brought to her knees by a powerful kick between the legs.

Dru forced herself to concentrate on covering her head as the remaining three men let loose a barrage of kicks and punches on her. She would have to risk further injury to her ribs and nether region to assure she stayed conscious. "OOOFFFF..EEERRGGG..OOOFFF." The air was repeatedly driven from her lungs again and again by punches and kicks to her lower ribs.

Dru fell to the floor, covering her head with both arms as she instinctively curled into a ball. "NNEERRGGGAAA." She screamed as a boot slammed into her twat causing her to uncover her head. NNAAGG." she screamed again as she was kicked in the back of the head.

Dru grunted and groaned with kick after kick. Dru lashed out with all her Amazon strength at the man in front of her, punching his shin hard enough to shatter it. As he collapsed to the floor screaming at the top of his lungs Helga jumped out of her directors chair.

Helga flipped the bed over and grabbed one of the slats from under the box spring. She took the 4 foot long 1x4 board over to where Wonder Woman was back on her feet, huffing and puffing, as she squared off against the last two men. With Wonder Woman's back to her, Helga held the board at one end with both hands and brought it down edge first at the heroine's skull.

Dru sensing something by the men's eyes rolled quickly to the left, but not quite fast enough. "IIIEEE." Dru screamed as the board hit the side of her right knee. Dru rolled back to her feet to face off against three opponents and winced as she tried to put weight on her right leg. It wasn't broken, but it hurt like hell.

Dru had had enough. As she and the remaining three stared each other down she used her super human strength to snap two of the metal of the hand cuffs still around her wrists. She held a piece in each hand as she gave Helga a hard stare. In the blink of an eye it was down to just the two women as the men fell to the floor having been knocked out cold by the metal chunks hitting them square in the forehead at a high rate of speed.

Helga showed fear as she dropped the board and started backing away, her hands up in front of her almost in a pleading position. "Let's talk this over, woman to woman." she said as she back peddled.

Dru kept a watchful eye out for surprises as she walked after Helga and pulled her golden lasso from her hip. As Helga turned to make a run for it Dru tossed the golden rope around the Nazi leader and pulled her back.

Washington D.C. Thursday June 18, 1942 7:42 A.M.

Diana followed Steve down the hallway and past the guards on their way to the office. It had been a disappointing trip, the engine couldn't match the power expectations the engineers had predicted. At least not yet. Another test would be scheduled in a month or so, but for now they had come back early and Diana couldn't wait to check in on her sister.

Diana also couldn't wait to hop into bed. They had used military planes for the trip and had been up all night to get home. With the time change Diana and Steve had been up over 24 hours and she was exhausted.

As they neared the office, where strangely the light were already on Diana remembered thinking she should have called Etta to keep an eye on things. But then her sister was an Amazon warrior and to be her she would have had to win a contest like she herself did. Having someone checking up on you would have been taken by Dru as a slight. Her warrior pride would have been insulted and she'd be embarrassed.

"It'll be fine. No one's mad, just get some rest and we'll talk about it later." General Blankenship said calmly just before hanging up the phone as the door opened.

"She's worried about you already, at this time of the morning?" Steve joked figuring it was his wife on the other end. Usually she called to check up, but that was usually at night when they needed to work late.

"My granddaughter." the general grunted as he stood behind Steve's desk and picked up a folder off a short stack and flipped it open.

"Wha?" Diana was about to ask what was going on, where the general typically didn't come in until 9 each morning, when Etta rushed by her and Steve carrying another stack of folders.

"Welcome back." the dowdy short and a little overweight assistant to the general said as she put the new stack on the desk next to the others. "It's a good thing your back. Wonder Woman was extremely busy last night."

"Wonder Woman?" Diana asked, a hint of shock in her voice. Then it hit her. She wasn't in town, but her sister was. Just what had Dru gotten into in just a few days Diana wondered.

"Yes. Wonder Woman cracked a big spy ring and.."

"That'll be enough for now Etta." The general interrupted. Sometimes his assistant could be a blabber mouth, but at least she confined her blabbing to inside the office.

As Etta made a sour face and left, Steve had a concerned expression of his own. "Spy ring?" he asked.

General Blankenship put the folder he was scanning down. He looked at Steve and Diana with deep concern. "Seems the film crew hired to make training films here on the base was part of a large scale German effort. They and their associates were targeting family members of high ranking officers and others around them. Two of them had just moved in to the apartment across the hall from Diana. But we will make sure that doesn't happen again. We have made arrangements for Etta to take that apartment." He skipped the part where his granddaughter was also targeted, that he'd keep as close to the vest as possible. Though he would be having a long talk with her very soon.

Steve and Diana were both shocked by the news. Steve then looked even more shocked before asking Diana "What about your sister?"

"Sister?" the general asked. He didn't recall seeing anything about a sister in Diana's file when she was hired.

And Diana knew there was something she had to fix, and soon. But by the pile of folders on Steve's desk she figured she had a couple of days to fix that slip up. "Yes, my little sister stopped by for a surprise visit just before we left. She's been waiting for me to come home so we could spend some time together." Diana answered. "But it's a good thing she's not expecting me until tomorrow." she added as she gazed at the mounds of paperwork.

"Nonsense. Steve, Etta and I can handle this for a few days. And God knows you've earned a little R&R.; Your working almost all the time. Go home and visit for a few days and we'll see you Monday." the general said gruffly.

"But there's a lot.."

"He's right. You spent last weekend sorting through the old Gridman files and the weekend before you were straightening out Etta's filing system. It's been months since you've had a day off. Now get going. The driver will take you home." Steve was sweet, but insistent. The three of them could go over the files and Diana could have some family time. Besides, given the large number of suspects it would take at least that long to question all those involved.

"Okay." Diana looked as bit down as she backed towards the doorway, but inside she was already racing home to find out exactly what went on while she was gone. "I'll see you Monday then."

The General smiled before adding "Oh, and we will be needing to question both you and your sister on Monday as to any interaction either of you might have had with the couple across the hall."

"Of course sir. But I can tell you right now I hadn't met them yet."

As Diana rode in the back seat on the way home, making sure her skirt was covering her knees as the young man driving the car had adjusted the rearview mirror and was constantly looking at her, something that wasn't unusual in the man's world. To her it seemed weather she was Wonder Woman or Diana Prince every man would stop whatever they were doing if she bent over to pick something up. Back home it was never a big thing just to bend down and grab the item I question, but in the man's world a woman is taught to bend the knees and squat down instead.

Diana was very worried about her sister, as well as mad. If her sister had just stayed close to the apartment and behaved there wouldn't be an issue. But Diana also knew her sister was young and rebellious. Just like all teens, Amazon or not. Diana thought that she should suggest the next time one of them needed to be chosen that a maturity and intellectual test be added to the tests of physical prowess. After all, these last few months hadn't gone that smoothly for her. There was a big learning curve for a woman born and raised on an island with no men.

The driver carried Diana's bag up to her door and she thanked him, but didn't ask him in as she had no idea if her sister was dressed or not. Or even out of bed yet. Back home Dru had a tendency to stay up late and sleep to almost mid day, unless there was something important to do.

Diana opened the door and her eyes popped open, she carried the bag in and closed the door. Diana dropped the bag and put her hands on her hips as she looked around the living room. There were dirty dishes with bits of food still on them just laying about.

Diana groaned as she looked into the kitchen to see dirty dishes piled high in the sink and more food seemingly everywhere. The bread was still on the counter, and so was the open jar of strawberry jam. Uncooked bacon sat next to the stove with a nasty looking frying pan.

Diana steamed as she started walking towards the bedroom. How could her sister have trashed her apartment so much in such a short period of time? Cracking a spy ring or not, Dru was in for a rude awakening. And having been up all night traveling back she wasn't in the mood to have to clean her entire apartment.

But Diana's anger turned to concern quickly as she passed the bathroom door. Blood, and it was everywhere. Blood on the sink. Blood on the floor. Blood on her nice new cotton bath towels and wash clothes. And there was blood on the floor, where the damp looking bath towels were just laying there.

Diana drew a heavy sigh as she looked to the closed bedroom door. Her sister was probably fine for the most part she told herself. She made it home and she was smart enough to sleep in her tiara so she'd heal quickly. But that was a lot of blood she thought.

Diana slowly and quietly opened the bedroom door to peek inside. Waking up Dru abruptly was never a good idea, even when she wasn't hurt. Dru had a tendency to throw things at those who disturbed her sleep, even mom.

Diana rolled her eyes with a sigh of relief seeing her sister's naked chest rising and falling. On the dim light Diana could make out the nearly completely healed cut on Dru's forehead, and the nasty discoloration around it to go along with the big lump that would probably take a few more hours to go away.

Diana looked about for a few seconds concerned there were a lot more clothes strewn about than Dru should have been able to buy. A pretty but ripped dress that Diana had liked herself and knew cost more than 20 bucks. And silk stockings and a garter belt?

Diana started to close the door to let her sister continue her slumber when she looked down to see Dru's costume, covered in blood, just dropped near the door. With a thought of washing it for her sister, she picked it up and left the room.

Diana stopped and looked at the dresser where there was a small stack of folders, and a few pictures on top. Diana took a quick look and opened her eyes with a bit of shock. Dru looked beautiful kneeling and smiling in a tight corset. Dru looked like the models in magazines she'd seen in the picture of Dru just holding a sheet up to cover her chest as she looked over her shoulder at the camera and smiled. And she was just stunning in the photo where her arms were up and she was turned to give the camera a shot of her firm and round Amazon tits. Dru was a very beautiful young woman that could rival any of the goddesses in Diana's mind, and she hoped someday Dru would see that as well. But no one else should ever see these pictures. Especially mom.

Diana sighed again as she walked back to the kitchen to fill the sink with warm soapy water to soak Dru's costume, then she'd fill the other sink with some bleach added for her towels. That had to be done before she could go lay down on the couch and sleep herself or the blood would ruin the items. The rest of the mess would have to wait.

As the sink was filled Diana un-balled the garment to get Dru's belt and lasso first, only then did she notice Dru's costume was torn as well as blood stained. Diana flinched at how it was ripped. The seams for her shoulder straps were ripped apart. That was just the stitching and could easily be fixed. The crotch however was a different story. But she figured if she replaced the bottom half of the garment in such a way that Dru's belt would hide the seam then it might go unnoticed until Dru was home and could quietly replace it without anyone else knowing, especially mom. That way if she wasn't in her island dress the costume might not raise suspicions.

A few minutes later Diana was in her living room with all the curtains closed. She had stripped down to her panties and folded her clothes neatly before placing them on the bentwood rocker off to the side. As she propped one of the throw pillows against the arm of the sofa she sighed again as she looked again towards the bedroom where Dru was sleeping and just knew her sister had been raped.

The ripped clothes and the fact her sister took a beating more than suggested what had transpired. The hard part would be getting her sister to open up about it and not be shamed by it. After all she hadn't just endured being raped, she had come back and beaten her rapists. That was if it was the group of Nazis that had raped her and not someone else, but the answers would need to wait Diana told herself as she laid down and closed her eyes.

As Diana awaited her long overdue slumber she couldn't help but think about just a few weeks earlier. She remembered jumping from roof top to roof top in a bad area of the city to get home after capturing an assassin out to kill General Blankenship.

Diana had looked into an ally on that cloudy night, the ally getting the slightest amount of light from the street lamps across the street from the ally. Three men wearing dark clothing and, what looked like from her vantage point, black face had another man on the ground.

Diana remembered seeing three men beating the crap out of a policeman in an ally, and it wouldn't be until later she found out why. She had jumped down without fully scanning the area first and having only seen three attackers, not the forth.

Diana knocked the men off the unconscious policeman and took a fighting stance between him and his three black attackers, all seemingly in their late twenties or early thirties. Wonder Woman had no fear of them as she stood her ground, even though one of them had to be nearly 7 feet tall and weigh about 350 pounds. She remembered the big man snarling and stating "This is none of your business Wonder Bitch." And it turned out they were probably right. It wasn't until layer she found out the bleeding officer had raped one of their kid sisters and they were initiating street justice. She happened upon a situation where both sides were wrong.

"OOOMMMPPPHHH." Diana had the wind knocked out of her from a strong blow to the back. She went to the ground and rolled through and was back on her feet, wincing from the pain. She caught a glimpse of the forth man, holding a baseball bat, just as the others jumped on her.

Diana shrugged the three off and brought her arms up to use her bracelets to block the bat, this time coming down at her head. But it seemed one of them had accidentally grabbed the end of her power belt and as she pushed them off it went with him.

Diana stood wide eyed and stunned for a moment as the man holding her belt lay on the ground a good 10 feet away, but that split second was too much. "OOOMMMPPPHH." She grunted loudly again as the end of the bat was jabbed into her lower right side. Diana fell to one knee as the other men scurried to their feet. Diana managed to deflect the end of the bat which was aimed at her right temple, but the other three men were on her again after that. Including the big behemoth who grabbed her by the throat and picked her up off the ground with one hand.

Diana kicked and struggled in vain in the powerful man's grip, then grunted loudly again as one of the others had moved in behind her and drove his fist up between her legs. "Ever see a nice set of big white girl tits?" the big man asked his friends as his left hand gripped the front of her bustier and pulled down hard.

Diana gripped the man's thick wrists with both hands to take the pressure off her neck as her DDs popped free. She started kicking at him with her boots until the bat was jabbed into her lower ribs again, and in the few seconds it took for her to grimace one of them grabbed the waistband of her briefs and pulled them down to her knees.

Unable to kick, Diana held on to the man's wrist with her left hand and tried using her bracelet on her right. As hands started mauling her breast and ass she repeatedly struck at the big strong mans arm, using her bracelet as a weapon. But it was no use, he was just too big and strong. Yet even the strongest of men couldn't hold 130 pounds of struggling woman off the ground with an out stretched arm forever.

Diana noticed the big man's arm starting to tremble as she wiggled and writhed in attempts to deny the men her body. Diana intensified her wiggling, but the big man seemingly knew his limitations. After he took two steps Diana felt her naked backside pressed against to cool brick wall.

With the wall helping to support her weight, the big man switched hands then started pushing down his black trousers. With her briefs around her knees limiting her leg movement Diana found it impossible to stop them as the others unzipped her knee high red boots and pulled them off. And even if her briefs weren't around her knees Diana was frozen with shock at the time seeing the behemoth's also behemoth cock spring free. "By the gods!" she weakly gasped, the big man's hand nearly cutting off her air supply.

Diana held on to the big man's wrist with both hands as her eyes were open wide with shock. His cock was bigger than Zeus' statue back home, both in length and thickness. It was easily over a foot long and two and a half inches to three inches thick tapering out to nearly four inches wide at the base. He was simply huge all over. And his nut sack was bigger than her fist.

Using the brick wall as leverage, Diana tried pushing the man away with both feet. As the big man stepped back he stumbled over one of his smaller cohorts and lost his grip on her neck. Diana grunted and gasped for air as she in a very non regal fashion, fell on her ass and back in the dirty ally.

Diana dove for her power belt almost immediately, but was grabbed well before she could get it. A man held firmly to each wrist and she was forced into an upright position on her knees as they twisted her arms. "HHUUMMMFFF." Diana had the air knocked out of her as one of them quickly kicked her in the stomach. "UUUHHHHHHHH." then she took a long gasping breath as another man kicked her between the legs from behind.

That last insult had tears forming in her eyes as she was dragged back away from her belt and forced onto her back. Diana, with both wrists being held firmly, kicked desperately at the big man as he stepped just out of reach and naked from the waist down.

Diana's tits wobbled as she frantically kicked with her feet and yanked with her arms. She found it unnerving the big man just chuckled off her struggles as he easily caught both of her feet by the ankles. "You can't do this." she growled threateningly as he forced her legs up and apart and knelt down between them.

"Maybe we shouldn't." the man standing near her head and holding the bat said in a worried tone as he looked out towards the deserted street. Even if someone were out there Diana doubted they could see that far into the unlit ally.

"That jack ass raped you kid sister. We teached him a lessin. Now we teach this lady super cop a lessin."

"They rape one of our wimmin, now we doos the same to one o them." the man holding her right arm stated firmly.

Diana frantically writhed around in their grip as the big man with her ankles up on his shoulders grabbed her by the hips. At that point Diana resorted to the oldest and least Amazon like tactic in the book. "HHHHEEEEEELLLLPPPPP!.....HHHHEEEE." her screams were quickly cut off by the man with the bat as he knelt down quickly and put his hand over her mouth. "hhhuupphh.ooorrrfff."

Diana shook her head from side to side to be able to scream, but the man's hand followed easily. And as she struggled to be able to scream the big man took the time to pull her briefs the rest of the way off. Diana suddenly felt a strong hand grab her by the jaw and had no chance of stopping him as the big man jammed her star spangled briefs in her mouth as soon as the hand was removed.

Diana looked the man in the eye with great concern as he held her jaw for a moment afterwards. The huge man stared down hatefully at her and growled. "All my life I hear stories my great nana tells my ma. How no soona than she bought an massa get her home how massa do this in front of evy body. How almost evy day to shes freed by missa Lincoln he use her too. How evin then she not go sumplace alone 'cause white men grab hur and use her jus the same."

"An now we get evin." the man on her right added.

"HHHUUUFFF..GGRRPPPFF." Diana struggled with everything she had, but it just wasn't enough. The big man was just too strong. And he had help. Without her belt Diana felt that with her skills and training she would have been able to fend him off. But it would have been one hell of a fight.

Diana bit down hard on her gag as the huge cock started entering her pussy. She had seen cocks bigger, on horses and bulls. Diana grimaced, unable to scream or even take a deep breath as it felt like he was going to split her in two.

Diana's whole body trembled. Her back arched and her eyelids fluttered as her eyes rolled back in her head. Hera help me, she silently prayed. In all her Amazon training she hadn't been subjected to pain like this. Broken arms and legs, broken ribs, deep gashes and she had even been kicked in the head by a horse, but she had never felt pain like this in her twat. And unlike many other young Amazons she had lost her hymen in training when she was young and had never snuck into the Temple of Zeus.

"MMMPPPHHH...MMMMPPPPHHHH...MMMMPPPPHHHH." Diana started to grunt with each of the man's thrusts as he forced himself deeper and deeper into her pussy. This wasn't her fist rape. In her short stay in the man's world she had found out how important it was not to screw up like a few other times already. But in those instances she was rescued once (Thankfully not by Steve.) or the other times someone had distracted her attackers enough for her to get free and get the upper hand.

With a few inches to go the big man stopped his thrusting. He looked down at the terror in her eyes after hitting an obstruction. Diana's eyes opened wide in horror as he pulled back and he laughingly said "Yo gonna like this."

Diana's whole body went rigid as every muscle spasmed when he pushed through her cervix and into her womb. The big man laughed as Diana's whole body twitched and shook uncontrollably. To Diana it felt like she was being punched in the stomach each time he pulled back and lunged forward. And she couldn't believe how quickly she had cum. The man's size alone and the depths he was reaching were enough to push her body over the edge. It was remarkable how closely pain and pleasure were. Even though it felt like she was taking the beating of her life, like her pussy was being ripped apart, her vagina was also screaming pure joy.

Diana found it nearly impossible to breath as the big man grabbed hold of her tits and repeatedly pounded her sex. "Oh this bitch be tight. She not see many men." the big man grunted happily. "This one ain't no slut."

Diana's breath became ragged. She was biting down hard on her briefs and wondering just how big do human dicks come. And how big does one have to get before it kills you? "UUFFF ... UUUFFFF ...UUUUFFFF." She and the big man were both starting to sweat. She looked up into his big smiling face praying for him to stop, and not to at the same time.

Diana found herself in a deep conflict internally. It was imbedded in Amazons from the very start that they should never submit to a man. In fact just to have sex with a man an Amazon must be chosen by the queen and then the act was to be purely for reproductive purposes only. But Diana was finding that some men could provide small slivers of ecstasy. An orgasm was a glimpse of heaven on Earth. She was wondering how her leaders could deny their subjects such delight.

Diana couldn't register how long the big man lasted, or how many times his huge cock made her cum. But she did recall her own shock as he pulled out, and her gasp of relief at the pressure in her twat being released. She remembered her body twitching and it was as if her pussy were calling for his painful instrument to return as he showered her with cum. This man covered her in more jizz than the other half dozen men that had fucked her had produced together. And to her shame she remembered how warm it felt as it covered her big mounds and even splattered her face. And there was a deeper shame as she gasped for air, her wrists were no longer being held. Her arms were laying limply on the ground beside her and her legs were bent at the knees with her feet on the ground as if she were asking for more when the big man stood up.

Diana remembered the man that had held her right hand chuckled as he knelt between her legs. She turned her head away in shame as this more average sized man leaned over her and pushed his more modest sized 9" cock into her dripping wet and twitching pussy.

Diana pulled her briefs from her mouth as the second man started rutting into her. Diana tried her hardest not to let herself enjoy it, but her body and mind were both betraying her. And with the smaller sized cock her pleasure was even greater and with less pain. "please stop." she weakly begged. Not so much for her desire to get them to stop, but more for her Amazon pride. First she had been beaten physically, now she was being bested sexually. In all her training she had never been trained for this. She had been trained to fight and never submit to a man. Letting a man have sex with her was wrong. She had never been taught what to do once the rape was in progress and her pussy had taken control.

Diana subconsciously hooked her heels behind the man's thighs and was pulling him in with each thrust. She bit her lip, thanking the night for hiding her blushing (And she was sure she was blushing with shame.) as she moaned loudly when he started massaging her DD chest.

"Please stop." she weakly begged again, not able now to stop herself. Her skin was on fire and every touch was delivering a sense of pleasure. She remembered the men laughing as she realized after a few more orgasms that she was on top. She remembered the man grinning as he lay on his back and reached up to grope her generous chest. And she remembered cumming as he grunted loudly and she felt his discharge fill her womb with his hot seed.

As she gaped for air, the third man helped her to her feet. Diana was turned around and bent over at the waist as the 6'2" man held her sweaty hips. Diana's long dark and sweat soaked hair swayed in front of her face as she was rocked on her heels. Her big Amazon tits shook and slapped together and she was sure the loud slapping of sweaty flesh could be heard out on the street. And she remembered enjoying the indignity of the man's right hand spanking her ass to spur her on. She remembered actually looking at her belt just a few feet away laying on the ground and knowing she could just dive for it and this would all be over. But instead she closed her eyes and rocked faster and harder.

Diana opened her eyes moments later when feeling a set of hands gently grab her head. Her eyes first focused on the baseball bat laying on the ground, then the 8" cock right in front of her face. Committing another sin in her people's eyes, Diana closed her eyes again as she opened her mouth.

For some reason she found the men's enjoyment pleasurable. Like she was bringing enjoyment to herself as she heard them chuckling. And even as the man slapped her ass and called her "Wonder Slut." there was a part of her mind that was reacting favorably to it.

Diana moaned loudly as she held on to the man's hips and drove his cock deeper and deeper down her own throat. A few of the Nazis that had gotten her into a compromised situation had forced her to learn this, but they were all white and no where near the size of these black men. Diana would gag herself and have to turn her head and gasp for air. Later she would realize there was something in her Amazon training that actually worked against her in this situation. Her drive to be the best and to overcome any challenge would drive her to try as hard as she could to take a man's entire cock down her throat. If an ordinary woman could do such a thing then in the back of her mind was a nagging voice saying the Champion of the Amazons should also be able to do it. Anything a normal woman could do she should be able to do better. If a normal woman could swallow 7 inches then she should be able to take at least 10.

Diana felt disappointed as the man came in her mouth quickly. She hadn't learned to like the taste, but her motor was running at full speed and it meant his cock wouldn't find her warm wet pussy. But Diana didn't have time to dwell, as she rocked harder and faster her eyes shot wide open and she froze in place when feeling the thick thumb pressed against her asshole.

Diana turned her head and looked back with a fearful and questioning look. At the time it was hard for her to understand what soon followed. She took a deep gasping breath and her body started convulsing with another orgasm as the thumb slipped easily into her virgin ass.

A while later Diana stood bent at the waist and holding her knees as the man sprayed his cum all over her back and twitching ass. She remembered feeling shame at being disappointed it was over. She had been raped and she found herself shamefully wanting more. She knew it was just a normal biological response after having grown up on an isolated island and not learned to interact with men, but she also knew she should be able to fight her base desires.

Diana fell to her knees and reached for her saliva soaked briefs. With her belt just a few feet away, she watched the bat on the ground a few feet in the other direction while putting her briefs back on and the last man grab his clothes and start getting dressed. Diana wanted to be ready if they tried to kill her now or finish off the still unconscious cop laying in a pool of his own blood not far away.

Diana was still breathing heavily as pulled her top back up to cover her tits and the men scurried off into the night. She gave a deep sigh of relief at them just simply leaving, and at the fact her body was quickly calming down and the desire for cock was nearly faded away. Her excuse at the beginning was they had defeated her and forced her into compliance. But she had ended up surrendering to the pleasures of the flesh, and that was something she'd need to be more mentally strong with in the future. Leaving herself vulnerable in such a way could get her killed, but it was the only loophole in the Amazon code. Without her mother's permission the only rightful way for her to have sex was to be physically beaten and forced.

Diana vowed to be stronger in the future, she wouldn't give in again. The gods gave humans something animals didn't have, that was the ability to not give in to biology and instinct. Amazons were better than normal humans and stronger, she needed to learn how to be around men and what they had to offer and still deny herself. Back home it was so easy with no men, but here surrounded by men the centuries of pent up sexual desires were now exploding. And she needed to learn how to handle it, and quickly.

Diana put her boots on, then grabbed her belt. Diana gave a concerned look towards the street as she felt for the cop's pulse. It was weak, but there. With a hospital a few blocks away Diana carefully picked p the injured man and ran out of the ally and down the street.

Diana opened her eyes and sat up as she heard the bedroom door open. She quickly grabbed the throw pillow and placed it on her lap to hide the damp spot on her panties. "Diana?" the teen gasped in that tell tale voice that said she knew she was in trouble.

Diana took a deep breath and gave her sister a grin as she patted the sofa next to her. "We need to talk." Dru looked to be almost fully healed from her ordeal, but there was still a lot to talk about. And as Dru's big sister it was up to her to help Dru through whatever she had been through. And to help make sure no one back home ever found out what happened, to either of them.

Washington D.C. Monday June 22, 1942 6:50 A.M.

Four men sat in a car across the street from Diana's apartment building. They watched as Diana and Dru walked side by side as they came up the sidewalk. The driver raised his right arm and checked the small computer screen attached to a sophisticated wrist band. "According to the historical files they have just returned from reporting to their mother and the council. Drusilla was given a commendation for her bravery in breaking the Nazi spy ring."

The man sitting just behind the driver in a wary tone asked "Should we really be messing with her so soon?"

The man riding shotgun chuckled as he too check historical files. "Her future self conveniently erased her memories of what we did."

"So she will have no idea who or what we are." the other man in the back seat finished. He then held up a perfume bottle with a sprayer and added "And with this stuff she and her little sister will play all we want for an hour or so and not remember a thing."

"But we need to move fast. They're supposed to meet and give a report to General Blankenship at 9." the driver grunted.

Diana wearing her military uniform and ready for work had her right arm around her proud as hell little sister. Dru look adorable dressed in a sleeveless summer dress, silk stockings, high heels and a powder blue ribbon holding her long black hair in a ponytail.

It had been a long weekend. They had spent most of Thursday and all of Friday cleaning up the apartment and doing laundry. They had also talked and talked a lot about sex and the need for both of them to be more careful and show more inner strength. And they had spent several hours secretly handing over files, photos and the negatives to a group of young and very worried women who had also been tricked by the spies. Saturday and Sunday were spent giving a toned down report to the queen and the council and the medal ceremony for Dru, but now they had to tell Steve, the general and some other involved federal agencies something as well.

After walking from the park down the street where they disembarked the invisible plane, Dru's feet were already killing her. But she was determined she'd learn how to handle high heels and the discomfort they imparted. In all the magazines she had seen the models seemingly all wore high heels. And if she learned one thing over the past week it was that high heels made her calves and butt look even better to men. And she was hoping a certain young FBI agent would be there when they gave their report later to notice her in them.

At the top of the front stairs Diana held her purse under her left arm as she unlocked the door. She and Dru were slightly startled when a man's voice behind them asked "Miss Diana Prince and Miss Drusilla Prince?"

Diana and Dru wore quizzical expressions as they turned to see 4 white men in cheap grey suits and hats standing at the bottom of the stairs. One held up his wallet and let it flip open to show the badge inside. "Agents Carter, Bishop, Wortowski and Erikson. FBI."