Wonder Woman was in a shambles. When she finally made it home, she was in a state of panic. She never even remembered when or how she got home - she was so terrified of being caught by Catwoman and her thugs that she couldn't even think straight. It was the first time in her life that she was actually scared and she was horrified. When she made it to her apartment, it was all she could to do lock the door and hyperventilate for several minutes. Eventually, she passed out from sheer exhaustion and stress.
She awoke the feeling of a long shaft in her mouth and the now familiar taste of cum. Oh no! she panicked, am I still in Catwoman's clutches!? She soon realized that it was her own fingers in her mouth - she had instinctively fingered herself in her sleepy haze and was now sucking on the remains of Jake's cum that she fingered out of her vagina. Jake! He knows my secret identity! She panicked again, knowing Catwoman and her thugs would be in any moment, busting down her door to drag her out by her hair - after they raped her in her own apartment. Eventually, she realized nobody was coming. In fact, she didn't even know how long she had been asleep or how long she had been captive. Since nobody was coming, she rationalized, maybe Jake was too drunk to remember her secret identity? Over the next few days, she slowly gained her senses back and did a lot of thinking. She realized she had to somehow overcome this. The had managed to escape and that was a positive step in the right direction. She was till an Amazon and she was still Wonder Woman - the most desirable woman on earth she realized with an afterthought. She surprised herself by realizing that this didn't bother her and in fact she felt good about that. She was a changed woman now, much more self confident with her sexuality - whereas she previously never even thought about sex, she now craved. She made up her mind, she had to get back at Catwoman and bring her to justice. But first she had to get back her magic belt and lasso, her most powerful weapons. That however, made her cringe just a bit… How was she supposed to do that? This was going to take some serious planning. Maybe she needed help, she pondered. Maybe Batgirl or Supergirl. Or even Ms Marvel, God, she's so cute - with those long slender legs and long fine blond hair. Again, she caught herself thinking thoughts she never used to…
She realized that she had to get on with her life. If Catwoman knew her secret identity, than she would have already been beaten, raped, tortured, humiliated, and punished for her escape. This meant she was safe for now. She laid back in her bathtub and started to relax for the first time in a long time. She thought about work and came to an astonishing realization. She was an outstanding agent but had stopped being promoted in favor of lots of other girls who had much less seniority than she did. This never bothered her before and still didn't but she now figured out why*… Those girls were fucking their way to the top! So that's how to get ahead in man's world!* A few months ago, this thought would have disgusted her but now it excited her. She new she could do better work than any of the other girls but never got any of the really dangerous and important assignments because the other girls kept kissing up to their superiors. She knew than that in order to best serve mankind and humanity, she would need to get those tough assignments and get those promotions - this way, she could catch the really bad criminals. To do that, she'd have to suck the dicks of all of her bosses but now, she could do that! Now, I know how to sick dick, and suck dick good, those other girls don't stand a chance she thought. She slowly crafted a plan on how she would get to the top by being sleazier than any other bitch in the agency. Somehow, found herself fingering her pussy as she lay there in the tub. She was embarrassed, but only for a second. Well, why not, she thought. It is my pussy and I shouldn't feel bad about pleasuring myself. Unknown to Wonder Woman, her entire apartment was bugged with tiny cameras that caught and recorder her every move. Even her jewelry and clothing carried these sophisticated cameras that fed directly to Catwoman's lair.
Over the next couple of weeks, WW changed her dress style. She used to wear unattractive large, thick glasses, and pant-suits. She now wore much more make-up, got some very sexy, thin metal glasses, and always wore skirts. She also always wore sexy, matching lingerie and thigh highs with high heals - she needed to be ready to take advantage of any situation that might arise.
She got her chance one day in one of the agency's elevators. She walked into it to find a senior agent, Agent Brown:
WW: Agent Brown, good morning. I was hoping to have a word with you. I know there's an opening for a female level-6 agent and I'd like to be considered for the position.
AB: Well, good morning to you too agent Prince. Just make sure you drop off the application at HQ.
WW: Really sir, I don't mean to be rude, but I know how this works. I've dropped off my application there for years and I've never been selected, I think it's time for a change.
AB: Alright, I'll be frank. You're a great agent - top notch and by the book. The problem is, you're too much by the book. Level-6 agents need to do things differently and put themselves in situations that you don't want to be in.
WW anticipated that reply and moved closer. She was wearing a thick musky perfume that she new drove men nuts. She was also dressed in a very sexy dark blue skirt suit with black thigh-highs. Under her suit, she wore only a matching red lace bra and thong with a garter belt*. Well, sir, I can prove to you that I'm up the challenge if only you give me a chance.* With that, she grabbed the senior agents hand and moved it up to her left breast. Do you like that? she asked, coyly. How about this? She slowly unbuttoned her jacket and pulled it over her right shoulder, exposing her skin and the fact she only had a very sexy bra under her suit. The shiny red satin material stopped just under nipples, covering them only with thin red lace in heart shape designs. She made slow circles with her thumb and finger over her right breast, letting her nipple get nice and hard. Her left nipple also became nice and erect from the agent's groping. What about this? WW reached down and pulled up the bottom of her skirt, exposing her red thong. She then reached down and pulled the thong up to one side, revealing a tiny, pink, hairless pussy. You like my pretty pussy? It's so smooth and soft. Look how pretty it is she cooed and teased. Sir, how about we conduct a little interview to see if I can suck your cock, er, I mean, change your mind?
That's not bad, Agent Prince, I didn't know you had such nice tits but you're going to have to show me you're willing to do more than just show a little skin.
With that, WW dropped to her knees and put her face right up to the agent's zipper. She found herself getting flush and hot. She hoped her face wasn't turning red. She had never seduced a man before and she was very ashamed and embarrassed. It's for a good cause and it's the right thing to do for humanity, she told herself. With that, she undid his zipper and reached in with her hand, pulling out his cock. She took the entire semi-rigid member into her mouth and swallowed slowly all the way to his balls. She quickly felt his dick bet harder and thicker in her mouth and throat. She just kept it in her mouth and continued to deep through his cock, moving her tongue along the shaft up and down, and side to side. She then slowly pulled out, trying not to gag but knowing her gaffing sounds were a turn on anyway. When she pulled her head out, a long, thick strand of spit and pre-cum stretched from his cock to her mouth. She let the strand fall to her breasts and then devoured the cock again. Again and again, she pulled the cock into and out of her mouth, letting the spit and pre-cum mix stretch out of her mouth. Sometimes, she slurped it right back up and swallowed it. Othertimes, she let it fall to her breasts. Without missing a beat, she reached under her tits and unsnapped the bra, letting it hang outside of large perfect tits. After a few minutes, she knew he was close. She looked up at him and asked, do you want to fuck me, Agent Brown? You want to sample my hot pussy? You'll be the first man in the agency to ever get into my pussy.
With that, she stood up and turned around, bending over while she teased up her skirt. She then realized to her horror that this was a glass elevator and the courtyard below was full of her fellow agents, having lunch. Please dear God, I hope nobody can recognize me she hoped. Luckily, the elevator was now stopped on the 15th floor. She reached back to pull her thong down when the agent surprised her by grabbing it and ripping it completely off. She felt the material slap down on her ass, making it wobble for a second. Ohh, she gasped. You're so strong and rough. Stick it in me and give it to me good. Again, the agent surprised her by how forceful he was. He grabbed her by her hair and shoved her face against the glass wall, forcing her breasts to press up against it. WW was petrified, she hadn't counted on this - she planned on seducing her way to the top… but in private! She was now completely exposed to over 50 agents below her, with her face and breasts pressed up against the glass while she was bent over with someone fucking her doggy-style. So, you want to play secret agent, do you bitch? Well, let's see if you can take the heat. Tell me how you like this, cunt! WW was surprised by the harshness of the words but knew it was just a test to see if she could take it. She also thought that was why he was forcing her face out like that. But knew she was tougher than this and was up to the task*. Fuck me, Agent Brown, frluck me hard,_she slurred over the glass. This got him going and he started to really pound into her. He reached around and started pulling on one of her nipples. _Arrggghh,_WW gurgled, really panting from the pain and drooling onto the glass. _Lick up your drool you dirty cunt*, snarled the agent. He then slapped her on her ass several times. WW forgot how painful sex could be. She tried to reach back behind her with one of her hands to steady herself against him but he just grabbed that arm and bent it up behind her back. He then reached up under her skirt further and grabbed her hips for better grip and really started railing into her. WW thought for a second maybe she was in over her head as the pounding continued into her by now, soaking wet vagina. But she bravely kept it on*… Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, fuck me, fuck me, uh huh, uh huh, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt*… She knew this would really get him close and it did. He ripped off her skirt, leaving WW with only her unclasped bra and garter belt. She instinctively reached behind her with her other hand only to have it also grabbed by the agent. This time, he hooked it under her garter belt at the elbow, trapping her remaining free arm. Here's the last question on the test Agent Prince. I'm about to fill your cunt with my semen. What do you do? On that signal, WW whirled around and bent over. She was about to drop to her knees again but he caught her, pushing her backward while holding her head down so her ass was flat against the wall. This caused her pussy to imprint itself on the glass, smearing her pussy juices on the wall. Unfazed, WW courageously wrapped her red lips around the agent's cock and started cleaning her pussy juices off of it. Mmmmhh… God, my pussy tastes good on your cock. She then started to suck harder, really rolling it around in her mouth and slurping away at it. She knew it wouldn't be long now. Still… it caught her by surprise like it always does and she almost gagged on it. Stupefied, she opened her mouth and laid out her tongue, letting the agent's cum blast down her throat. When he finished, she continued to wrap her lips around his shaft and completely sucked him dry. She then turned around and licked the wall clean where her vagina left some of her pussy juices. This'll impress him, she thought.
Not bad, Agent Prince. You'll be getting a strong recommendation from me. With that, the agent zipped up his pants and left the elevator on the first floor. WW had been so excited and worked up that she found herself at a loss at the moment. She sat there on the floor for a second, until she realized she only had on her thigh-highs, garter belt, and unclasped bra loosely draped over her shoulders, with cum sprayed over her face and tits. She could feel everyone looking at her through the glass but held her composure. They all probably want to fuck me now, she thought proudly. Still, she hoped nobody would recognize her dressed and made up like this. She quickly stood up, put on her bra and jacket, picked up her torn skirt, and pressed the elevator button for the top floor to get away as soon as possible*. Well, I guess that interview went well*, she thought smugly to herself.
WW spent the next weeks staying late at work, sucking the cocks of every high ranking official in the agency. She soon gained a reputation for being an extremely good fuck and cocksucker. Willing to do anything and shameless. Truth was, she was extremely embarrassed and felt very guilty about it all but honestly felt she was doing her duty so pressed on with poise.
Her first assignment as a level-6 agent (probationary) was a minor one. A large corporation was being investigated for unfair practices against women - there were several charges from women stating they were being sexually harassed at work. WW's assignment was to get hired and gather evidence if necessary to prove the company's guilt.
She showed up for her interview with Intex at 9 o'clock sharp. She wore a very sharp red suit with a very high cut skirt. Her hair was done up in a very sexy, yet classy way that she could have worn to a formal ball. The sexiest red lipstick she could find and light blue eye shadow went along nicely with her suit. She also wore a strand of dark pearls which carried a small camera and would record everything for IADC agents who were monitoring outside in a van. Little did she know that the gold bracelet she wore carried a small camera that was also transmitting everything to Catwoman. Underneath, she wore a dark blue piece corset that was fringed with black lace. In the front, it came up just high enough to cover her nipples, leaving the tops of her pink areolas clearly visible. Attached to the bottoms of the corset were garters for her lace topped, black thigh-highs. The back of the corset was very low cut with a very low scoop, coming down almost to the top of her ass crack. WW thought that was an especially sexy outfit. They may even want to fuck me with it on, she thought. As a final touch, she wore a matching dark blue thong. I wonder how long this'll stay on? I really like this pair, I've gotta remember to not forget it and leave it behind. Maybe they'll let me keep it on when they're fucking me. Maybe I can just slide it over one side of my ass. God, I hope so. I love it when men do that. Especially if they pull it up my pussy and run it up and down my crack to get me nice and wet. That always turns me on. I wonder how I can get a man to pull it over my ass and then let it snap down. God, what a turn on. C'mon, now, get a grip. I'd better start concentrating!_She thought she was being very clever, sending out "I'm a fucking slut" signals while looking at the same time innocent professional, and elegant. This way, if they're guilty, they'll practically rape me, and if they're innocent, they won't notice_, she thought.
There were 3 men in the office when WW showed up. When asked to have a seat in front of the interviewing panel, she made sure that her skirt scrunched up revealing the tops of her nylons and the bottom of her panties. Throughout the interview, she kept imagining about how she'd get to suck all of their cocks and swallow all of their cum. That's important, I can't risk getting pregnant on my first real mission, she thought. She wondered if any of them were kinky enough to make her drink their pee after she sucked their cocks. She remembered how Catwoman's henchmen sometimes made her do that and how she enjoyed taking those warm showers. Soon, her fantasizing had her intended effect. Her pussy became sopping wet and oozed fluids out of her thong, visibly staining it*. Oh, I hope they can see this*, she prayed,I knew I should have masturbated in the hall before I came in! She casually dropped a hand onto her lap and with a finger, reached down to touch the edge of her pussy through her thong and started playing with herself. Soon, she had enough pussy juice to smear casually on her exposed leg, above her nylons. I wonder if they can see this? Do they notice? She thought she was being very clever, sending out "I'm a fucking slut" signals while looking at the same time innocent professional, and elegant*.* Still,
the interview sent along harmlessly enough until:
Mr. Stye: Well, Ms. Prince, your resume is very impressive. But there are over 100 persons who have interviewed for this job. Why should we pick you?
WW: Well, sir, if you give me a chance, you'll see that I'll work very hard for you. I'll do anything, to get the job. Uh, I mean, I'll do anything to get the job done.
Mr. Cradle: OK, stand up and take off your jacket.
WW: (pretending to be surprised) (gasp). Sir, what do you mean? I don't have a shirt underneath.
Mr. Franks: We'll need to thoroughly evaluate you. Our image is very important to us and if we hire you, we want to make sure you make a good impression on our clients. We just want to make sure there are no hidden surprises. We expect our employees to be fit and remain so.
WW: OK, I guess that makes sense. (she stood up and unbuttoned her jacket, placing it on the back of her chair.)
Mr. Stye: Now take off your skirt.
WW: (after hesitating and pretending to be nervous) Um… OK… But isn't this illegal?
Mr. Stye: Do as I say if you want the job. Uh, OK. Are you sure want me to do this?
WW very slowly unzipped her skirt and did a sexy strip tease - sliding the skirt down until it was just below her hips. She then bent over, sliding her skirt to the floor. She kept her head up though, keeping eye contact with Mr Style and slowly licked her lips. Her magnificent breasts fell out of her corset and hung freely for everyone to see. She pretended not to notice and hoped that they could all see her tits. She congratulated herself for wearing her hear up so it wouldn't get in the way of her hanging mammeries. She then stood up and turned around, bending over slowly to pick up her skirt and laid it on the chair also. Are they looking at my ass? I hope they don't think I'm fat. Do I have a fat ass? Concentrate!
Mr. Stye: OK, now take your panties off.
WW: But sir, can't you see that I've got a great body? Do you think I'm fat, she wondered. WW was now getting nervous and didn't need to act the part. She thought she was ready for this but never really thought about it. Now she was about to get naked and get fucked by possibly 3 men at the same time - Oh my God! I've never had 3 men fuck me all at once before, she panicked*. Catwoman didn't teach me that!* Plus with the strain of this being her first mission with other agents watching her every move, she began to crack. What should I do? Should I just go over there and start sucking on their cocks? No! They've got to make the first move.
Mr. Stye: You don't have to do it if you're not comfortable. But we're looking for people with confidence and poise in all situations.
WW: Uh, OK, I can do that.
Slowly, she pulled her panties down. She bent down again and pulled them to her knees, revealing her incredible pussy. She saw that her inner labia was protruding just slightly, thick and moist. Her outer labia was open just slightly, magnificently displaying her inner pussy lips. She could see her pussy stains on the inside of her thong and was very embarrassed by them*. What am I doing!? I can't do this*, she panicked. But she knew she had to do her duty and press on. Again, her breasts spilled out of her top and she felt very conscientious. Do all women's breasts bounce like mine? she wondered. She then stood up, and let her panties drop to the floor, settling around her ankles.
Mr. Stye: Very nice… We like women who have their pussy. It shows you take pride in taking care of yourself. You've got quite a small pussy I see, I imagine it's pretty tight.
WW then realized she was dealing with a pro. He probably fucked every interviewee! Bastard! I've gotta nail this guy! Slowly, WW came to grips with her situation and realized she would have to pull through this somehow. She relaxed, knowing that her nervousness only made her seem that much more genuine. An innocent, professional, elegant lady, whose desperate enough that she might put out to get a job if manipulated properly.
Mr Stye: Now Ms Prince, suppose you were trying to close a multi-million dollar deal with a Mr Franks over there. But he's hesitant and unsure. How would you convince him to close the deal with us?
WW: Well, I'd do anything it took. I know our company makes the best product and-
Mr Stye: Would you be willing to get personal with him? Would you be willing to get friendly with him and maybe give him a massage… Use your womanly charms? Show us what you'd do.
WW: Well… I guess there's no harm in that. I'm very good at people skills.
WW made her way over to Mr. Franks and started to massage his shoulders and make small talk about how big his muscles were and how nice he looked. After a few minutes, Mr Franks grabbed her hand and pulled her in front of him. He then guided her hand down to his crotch and forced her to massage his cock. Mr Franks?! WW exclaimed. What are you doing? This isn't legal. Well, then I guess you can take your business elsewhere, replied Mr Franks. No, no… Please, we're not finished yet. I don't mind. Would you like for me to give you a blow job? Will I get the job if I suck all of your cocks? With that, WW unzipped the man's pants and pulled out his cock. She pumped it a few times and then kissed it. She then licked it at the tip in swirling motions and finally, engulfed it whole. Mr Cradle stood up and walked behind WW. He picked her up at the hips so she was now standing but bent over with her lips wrapped around Mr Franks cock as he sat in his chair. Yes Mr Cradle, finger fuck me please, WW begged between slurps. You like that Mr Franks? Isn't my pussy tight, Mr Cradle? Do you want me to squeeze my pussy - can you feel that? Isn't it tight? Mr Franks grabbed WW by the hair and undid her pins, letting her hair fall. He then grabbed a her hair with both hands and forced WW to deep throat him, almost choking her and making her gag. WW gurgled and choked under the force and felt her face get flush. Just then, Mr Cradle pulled his fingers out of her soaking wet pussy and stuck in his penis. WW let out a gasp and jerked her head up. She hadn't expected that and was thankful her pussy was so wet and ready. She could feel her pussy lips sucking on the cock, blowing Mr Cradles cock as she sucked on Mr Franks penis. By Hera, I've never done this before! What did they call this? Yes, I'm being double penetrated now! God, sucking cock and being fucked at the same time! I must remember to do this more often. I hope the boys in the truck are getting all of this! For a second, WW felt very ashamed, knowing people were watching her not just in this room but on camera to be recorded and played back later - again and again. She prayed the film wouldn't fall into the wrong hands, thinking back to when Catwoman forced her to make pornographic films. That led her to anger and she reminded herself she still had a score to settle with her. But, WW also knew she was doing her job and that she was proving herself as a great field agent. Besides, she reasoned, the boys in the van were hard working Americans agents and deserved to watch. Maybe she would suck their cocks later.
Mr Franks reached under and grabbed both of WW's free hanging breasts, forcefully squeezing and tugging at them. God you've got great tits Ms Prince. They feel so firm yet so soft and full. I love squeezing them. Thank you sir, everyone like to squeeze and pull on them. Would you like me to titty fuck me? With that, she gave Mr. Franks cock a cleaning and licked it clean of her sloppy blow job mess. She then gathered her hanging tits and squeezed them around Mr Franks' dick, all the while panting because of being fucked from behind. Uh, uh, huh, huh, hmph, huh, uh, uh… she slid her breasts up and down the shaft, following her tits down and sucking on the cock each time she slid down. What an incredible sight! I just love how his cock pokes through my tits like that, all ready for me to suck on it,_she thought. Soon, she felt the familiar tensing and knew Mr Franks was close, making her feel very secure about her womanhood. _Hah! Nobody can last long against one of my blow jobs, she crowed to herself. She timed it perfectly, pushing her tits down and watching the cock spread her cleavage, forcing its way through. Just as the head peaked out, she saw it explode with cum as she covered the cock with her mouth. Mmmhh, slurp, slurp, mmmhh, slurp, slurp. It surprised her how much he came and she could keep up. She tried not so spill any of it but with a the cock in her mouth as she hung forward, she had a hard time swallowing and her mouth filled with semen. Some of it overflowed onto her tits and dribbled down her chin and cheeks.
With that, Mr Cradle picked her up while his cock was still inside of her and fucked her while he held her up from behind, one hand reaching under her legs to scoop her up and the other hand with a fistful of hair to pull her back and upright. WW felt her tits bounce up and down and could feel the cum that had fallen on her breasts splatter against her face. She stuck her tongue out and tried to catch it all. By Hera, Catwoman has trained me well. I can't let cum fall anywhere without trying to swallow it all!
Please Mr Stye, won't you fuck me too?_asked WW. With that, Mr Cradle lowered her to the floor and told her to turn around. WW laid down on her back as ordered and watched Mr Cradle come over to her head. She eagerly raised her head in anticipation as he grabbed another handful of hair and rammed his cock into her mouth. _Damn, WW thought, I love the taste of my pussy on a man's cock. Darn it! I didn't get a chance to taste it on Mr Franks' penis. Just then, she felt Mr Stye at her pussy. She reached down and grabbed his cock, guiding it into her pussy*. I hope he's not grossed out fucking me after another man just did,* she thought nervously. I should have licked it out for him. Oh well, I guess he doesn't mind. Mr Stye grabbed her ankles and held them up in the air, spread-eagle. Slurp, slurp, fuck, slurp, me, slurp, slurp. WW then pulled down her corset lower onto her torso so her breasts were free and unhindered. She knew men liked to see them bounce when they fucked her and she enjoyed how they felt when they bounced like that. She also hoped someone would grab them and fondle them. She was a bit insecure about her breasts because although they were perfect, large globes, there were bigger ones that she saw other women sport and having men gleefully manhandle them let her know the men did indeed like them. Plus, she really liked what she was wearing and didn't want to stain them with cum.
Mr Cradle was ready. The sight of this beautiful angel, fucking and sucking cock like the filthiest whore was too much. He pulled out his cock and spewed his load all over WW's open mouth and face. With his next volley, he sprayed WW's flopping tits. WW couldn't believe how much cum flowed from Mr Cradle. Oh, Mr Cradle! There's so much cum. Yes, cum all over my tits, cum all over me. Oh yes, I love it. It's so hot. Oh yes. WW hoped she wasn't over-doing it but it just flowed out of her mouth instinctively. More of Catwoman's influence, she realized. Anyway, what's the harm, she thought. She knew men liked it and she liked it too.
Now, there was just Mr Stye left. He gathered WW's ankles with one hand and held them straight above her hips and pounded into her pussy. WW could feel her ass shake from the impact. She knew she had a firm ass but couldn't help but feel embarrassed at how it wobbled and rippled with each thrust. She laid her arms out spread eagle on the floor and just enjoyed it. She was being fucked so violently that her tits slapped her in the face as they flopped around. She marveled at how that turned her on but was embarrassed enough by it to gather them up with her hands. She was surprised at how slick and slippery they were and how soaked with cum they were. It amazed her how much it turned her on to be squeezing her own tits like that while she was being fucked. Slap! Ow! Slap! Ow! Mr Style began spanking WW's ass with his free hand, sending more ripples up her ass and hips. WW continued to lay back, moaning and gasping like the whore in heat that she was. She then felt her legs and hips being lifted, bending her over so she was laying on the back of her neck, looking up at Mr Stye as he again held her legs spread-eagle. Her breasts fell down to her face and continued to bounce with each stroke. Yes, yes. Ohh God. Uh, uh, huh, uh. Yes, yes, You're fucking me… fucking me… like a… like a… piledriver! She had seen this once before in one of Catwoman's porno's that she was forced to watch and it came back to her now. She loved it. She could see her sexy flat, sculpted stomach, covered with sweat. Her long, sexy nylon covered legs being forced open and a huge cock going into her pussy. She loved how her pussy looked and was quite proud of it. She had seen many women's vaginas while Catwoman forced to eat pussy but her's looks prettiest. She knew it was the tightest and loved how it sealed up against each man's dick. Although she blushed at the thought of her tits flailing like that and slapping into her face, even that turned her on further. Just then, her fuck-trance was interrupted by Mr Stye pulling out and spewing his cum down onto her face. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Uh, uh, uh… She tried to catch all of it.
Mr Stye then dropped WW's legs and zipped up his pants. All three men went back to their desks and they thanked her for her interview as she lay there on the carpet, naked and covered in cum. They informed her she had the job and should start immediately and excused her from the office.
WW lay there not knowing what to do next. She had no idea where the bathroom was and was too ashamed to ask for one. She felt like such a slut! She calmly stood up and tried to fix her hair. She ran her fingers through her hair, wiping the cum off her hands and hiding the cum that was in her hair. She pinned it back up and pulled up her corset, re-adjusting it. She pulled her thong back on making sure to bend over so the men could see her pussy from behind. She wanted to show them that her pussy was so tight, it had closed back up. She bent over again to put on her skirt, again letting her breasts fall out*. I've got to stay in character*, she thought, a poised, elegant, slut is what I am. She put her jacket on, realizing the tops of her breasts were visible and still covered with cum but she ignored it and calmly walked out the door. God, I interview well! She made a mental note of who had the hardest, biggest dick and who she liked the taste of best.
Eventually, WW became quite satisfied with herself. Her career was taking off and she felt important and capable. She even began thinking more and more of how to crack into Catwoman's lair to get back her belt and lasso. And also destroy all those tapes of her being forced to take dick up her mouth, pussy, and ass. She kept reminding herself that she only gave it up the ass once and took some comfort in that. She knew a lot of the girls in the agency took it up the ass routinely to get ahead but she was such a good cock-sucker and fuck that no man had yet been able to last long enough to get that far.
One night, she finally worked up the courage to venture out as Wonder Woman again. She decided to walk around some of the more seedy parts of town in her civilian alter ago and if something came up that required Wonder Woman's intervention, she would jump in and take care of business. She knew she would be without her belt but she needed a confidence boost. As she meandered her way through the streets and alleys, it didn't take her long before she heard the all too familiar sound of some lady being slapped around:
She quickly snuck up on the source of the noise and saw that it was indeed a woman - a beautiful, tall, blond, woman in a white business suit who was in the process of being raped. The woman was surrounded by 3 young men who kept pushing her from person to person while she yelped and cried helplessly until she finally fell down. Then one of the men pulled her head up by her hair and forced her to suck on his dick. So, this is what that looks like… WW was surprised to see how erotic it was to see a live action sex show. OK, OK, please, I'll do anything you want, just please don't hurt me, the woman pleaded. What are you doing here? Are you asking to get raped? WW couldn't believe the stupidity of some women. Just then, another gang member came up from behind the blonde and lifted her up by her hips and began doing her from behind. He then ripped the woman's skirt off, being rewarded with a cry and panicked sobs as the blonde continued to suck cock. The man then slapped her on the ass several times, spanking her. WW realized now why men loved to spank her ass while fucking her*. It's sooo incredibly erotic. I'm getting turned on!* WW realized. Please, I'll let you fuck me but please use a condom, begged the blond. That impressed WW. Why hadn't I thought of that? WW wondered. She took comfort in the fact that she was never really given much choice in the matter. Her rapes were much more forced and the men would have just laughed at her. Besides, her Amazon immune system was more than adequate to protect her*. What am I doing? I've got to snap out of this and help that poor woman!* With that, WW started to change. She reached into her purse… Great Hera! What have I done! WW realized too late that she did not have a uniform. She lost her original one to Catwoman and although she had several spare sets at home, she didn't bring any. Instead, she brought the outfit Catwoman forced her to wear*. What was I thinking! Stupid, stupid girl!* But she had no choice. She put on the short modified haltertop that exposed her sexy belly, her thong, and blue skirt to go with her normal tiara, bracelets, and boots.
Let the woman go! WW cried out as she walked out from behind the dumpster she was hiding and changing behind.
Who the fuck are you! That caught WW by surprise. She was used to criminals being aware of who she was and being normally afraid. I- I'm W- Wonder Woman, she stammered out. The men just laughed at her. But they dropped the blonde woman and made a circle around WW*. Well, looks like our party just got even more interesting. This is our lucky night boys!* The leader of the group then reached for WW and attempted to grab her by the hair. WW ducked and give him a swift round-house kick into the chest that sent my flying back. Next, she punched the man to her left in the gut, doubling him over. She then brought her knee up to his face, snapping his head back and sending blood gushing from his nose. The third thug to her right overcame his shock and grabbed WW around the shoulders. WW dropped, swung out a leg and judo-threw him into the wall, sending him crashing down on his head.
WW was extremely proud of herself. First night out and she was kicking ass. She walked up the blond and helped her to her feet. Here, let me get this for you. You've got some cum on your lips. WW reached up with her hands and did her best to clean the woman up*. Oh thank you Wonder Woman. I was so scared. You were fantastic. And you look so wonderful. Is that a new outfit?* WW bent down in front of the woman and helped her put her panties back on. She couldn't help but notice the woman's neatly trimmed bushed and fine blonde hair. She smelled so nice! She pulled the white panties up to the woman's waist and felt her smooth skin. Wonder thought the blonde was incredibly hot as she reached over to pick up the blonde's torn skirt… POW!
WW saw stars and staggered down onto her hands and knees. When she looked up, she saw that the gang leader was standing in front of her. BAM! He reached back and kicked her in the face, sending her flying backward, sprawled on her back, spread eagle. Oh no! Without my magic belt, I didn't hit him hard enough to knock him out! She tried to get up, dizzy from the hits she had just taken. Just then a the 2nd thug came over and kicked her in the gut, knocking the air out of her and sending her down again. She felt herself being picked up by the hair but couldn't quite get her legs under her. I feel so weak! she panicked. The thug gathered her arms behind her and held them, trapping her in a chicken-wing grip. The 3rd thug then came over and slapped her in the face, almost taking her head off. Her hair flew everywhere and she saw stars again, feeling her face swell and ache. Thug 1 then walked up to her and grabbed her by the hair, forcing a kiss onto her. He then pulled out his gun and stuck it under her chin. Now, are we ready to party? You understand the situation, bitch? WW could only give a dazed nod. She knew she was in trouble.
The thugs forced the two women to stand in front of each other and "make out". WW felt strangely comforted by the fact that she had this woman in her arms. She knew she had to comply with the criminals' demands until she could think her way out of this. Don't worry, she told her, it'll be alright. As instructed, WW then knelt down in front of the woman again and pulled her panties down. She then licked her pussy and the blonde stroked WW's hair. It had been a long time since WW ate pussy and she was surprised to find she had missed it. At this point, the woman lost and let a stream of pee down on the surprised Amazon's face. On demand, WW stood up and the blonde knelt in front of her. She pulled WW's thong down to her knees and lifted WW's skirt. Wonder Woman was already turned on from eating pussy but the sight of the beautiful woman on her knees in front of her really got her juices flowing. She felt her nipples harden and when the woman's lips met her own pussy lips, she shuddered and gasped. As the thugs continued to shout instructions, she bent down and threw her tongue down the woman's throat, tasting her own pussy in the blonde's mouth. The blond removed her shirt as WW held her head up against her pussy. She felt the woman's lips press up against her inner labia and she gasped again when the woman slid her tongue into her pussy, splitting open her inner lips. WW then reached down and undid the woman's bra. She was very well endowed and WW secretly yearned to grope them.
At this point, the leader grabbed WW by the hair and forced her onto her knees. Please, she said*, rape is illegal and police will show up at any time*. If you let us go now, you'll be able to get away. Shut up bitch and suck my cock was the expected reply. WW knew what was coming next and opened her mouth on command. WW did her best to give a blow job like her life depended on it because she knew that it did. Thug 1 bent her arms behind her back and pinned them there so she was forced to give a blow job without using her hands. She French kissed the head and let her saliva spill down the shaft. She then licked her spit and his pre-cum back up and started it all over again. Bastards! she thought. Yet, at least it was just this. She knew she could have really been hurt and so could've the other woman. This was after all, just forced sex which she really didn't mind too much. She resented the raping but she actually loved the sex. She decided then that she needed to get a boyfriend sometime so she could have sex without being raped by thugs. She wondered if it was still rape is she enjoyed the sex. Anyway, she thought if she could keep the men's attention, then she would spare the blonde. If she could get them all to cum quickly, then she could get the blonde to a hospital quicker. Slurp, slurp, slurp. Mmmmm, WW groaned. She looked up with her best, sexy, "fuck me now" expression and saw that it was working. The goon was so turned on that he was going to explode at any minute. WW was ashamed to realize that she was really getting into this. She found herself heating up and felt her face flush. She also felt her pussy juices flowing and dripping down the inside of her thighs. She hoped the criminals didn't know how turned on she was but was afraid her moaning was giving herself away. But she couldn't help it. She was very vocal when having sex - even with a dick in her mouth. Just then, the thug pulled her hair up and forced her to stand. Damn it! WW thought, I was so close to having him cum in my mouth! The thug then ordered the blond onto her back and had WW lay on top of her also on her back. The blond was forced to hold WW down onto of her while the thug raped WW's pussy. WW started to panic. What if he came in her pussy? No! Please don't do this WW begged. I'm Wonder Woman! You can't do this to me! That just drew more laughter from the thugs. Thankfully, the thug pulled out. He then ordered WW to turn over so she was now facing the blond. To WW's horror, the thug continued to fuck her, this time doggy-style as the blonde continued to hold WW down. WW felt she was never so ashamed. Being raped doggy-style while a civilian watched. Even worse, the civilian was forced to hold her down. Even worse, the thug pulled down WW's strapless halter top and slid it toward her belly so her breasts sprang free and now bounced around to her further embarrassment. She wanted to crawl into a hole and hide but did her best to take this with Amazon poise. Plus, the thug had a huge cock and was really giving WW a great fuck. That helped make it easier to take and relaxed her somewhat. It was such a great fuck that WW was sure she would be cumming if she wasn't so stressed out from the shameful condition she was in. After a few minutes, the thug stopped and pulled out. Several conflicting thoughts flew through WW's head: Oh no, don't stop now, I'm almost there. Thank God, he's pulled out, maybe he'll cum on my back or on my ass instead of in my vagina. Damn! I was hoping to taste his cum and my pussy juices on his cock. Maybe he'll fuck the blonde now and I'll get to taste her juices on his cock. No! What am I thinking, I've got to figure a way out of this!
The thug stood up and walked around to WW's head. He then pulled her hair up and forced her head up, followed by force feeding his cock into WW's mouth. Gulp, gllrrlp, slurp, slurp. Yeah bitch, suck it up you fucking whore! Grrllp, gllrwl, slurp, slurp. WW wasn't going to let him get away this time, she wanted him to cum right away before he got anymore ideas of where to put his cock. In a few seconds, she got her wish and he blew a load down her throat.
Thug 2 was up next and he then mounted WW from behind. He forced WW to reach behind and guide his cock into her pussy. He then grabbed her hips and began to rail into her, thrusting his cock deep into her. The blonde was still holding onto WW's arms, pinning her in the doggy position as WW straddled over her. She looked down and was surprised to see the blonde's expression. She was enjoying this! Bitch! This is her fault! What the hell was she doing in a neighborhood like this dressed like that?! Well, I can't blame her. I'm enjoying this too and I am beautiful. She must be as turned on as I am.
The 3rd thug then came up and on command, WW began sucking his cock while she was still banged from behind. Double banged again! God I love this! The blonde then grabbed WW's swinging breasts and started to grope them, to WW's delight. She then gathered them together and began sucking on her nipples, sending shivers down WW's spine. It was too much for her: The conflicting feelings of guilt, pleasure, anger, helplessness, ecstasy, and humiliation… all the events of her past several months, being beaten by Catwoman… Raped, again, and again. Uh, uh, uh, ooo, ooo, hmmm, hmmmm. WW's pantings became quicker and more erratic. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't keep up the rhythm of being fucked from behind and having a cock in her mouth and having her tits sucked. Ohhhhhhhoooooouhhhh! WW arched her back and her eyes rolled back into her head. She would have leapt up from the sexual release as she orgasmed but the thugs kept her down, further forcing cock into her mouth and pussy. WW collapsed onto the blonde, exhausted. Her head only up because it was being held up by the hair by thug 3 as he fucked her mouth. Her ass still propped into the air by her hips as thug 2 continued to pound her quivering pussy. Thug 3 tired of holding WW's head up and let her collapse onto the blonde's breasts. He then stuck his dick into the blonde's mouth and made her suck his cock. Thug 2 was so relentless with is pounding of WW that WW finally passed out, unable to take the humiliation, pain, pleasure, and guilt. He pulled out of WW's pussy and began fucking the blonde while he spanked WW's ass and hips. That woke WW up again, surprised to not find a cock stretching out her vagina and to hear the blonde's moaning and slurping from sucking cock and being fucked*. Women look so beautiful when they're being double penetrated,* WW thought. WW now returned the favor and began groping the blonde's breasts and sucking and licking on her nipples. Drunk with sex and stress, she leaned up and whispered into the blonde's ear, you're so beautiful and your breasts are so big and beautiful, I want to taste your pussy again. That was too much for Thug 3 as he shot his load into the blonde's mouth. He reached down and grabbed her throat though and told her not to swallow. He made the blonde hold it in her mouth for a few seconds and then ordered her to spit it into WW's mouth. WW knew she had to act quickly: with the thug choking her, she would suffocate then drown in cum unless she took care of the situation. She bent down and kissed the blonde, reaching down with her tongue and licking up all of the cum. The blonde left her mouth open and her tongue hanging out to show that WW had indeed taken all of the cum out of her mouth. Thug 2 could not take it anymore. He had just fucked the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and was now watching her pussy quiver in front of him while he fucked the blonde who also had a tight pussy. With a grunt, he came and shot his load up the blonde's pussy. WW tensed, knowing she had to act fast again. She turned around, and saw the thugs dick in the blonde's pussy*. Ooh, let me suck your cock - it looks so good filling her pussy out like that*. With that, she reached down and pulled it out, engulfing it with her luscious lips, licking it clean, loving the mixed taste of his cum and her pussy juices and the blonde's pussy juices. I love eating out cum from a woman's cunt she purred. She then bent down and ate out the blonde's pussy, hoping nobody understood that not only was she trying to keep the woman from getting pregnant, she really did love this. She stuck her tongue as far into the woman's pussy as possible and lapped and licked away. She loved how the woman's pussy lips parted for her tongue. In the meantime, she felt a tongue enter her own pussy which again sent tingles down her back. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks open. She loved having her pussy eaten and knew her pussy was too tight to be eaten properly by the blonde in her weakened condition. She was surprised to feel the woman's tongue work her way up and into her ass. Again, she felt her face go flush and get hot. WW was determined to return the favor continued to tongue fuck the blonde until she cleaned out her pussy.
Just then, bright white lights came glaring down onto her, temporarily blinding and stunning her. Loud sirens blared, further confusing her. She seemed to be tumbling and lost her sense of balance and direction. When she finally got her wits about herself, she found herself sitting on the ground, leaning on her arms with her legs out. Her thong was still down at her knees, her skirt was pulled up enough to reveal her pussy. Her halter top was pulled down, revealing her large white breasts and pink nipples. She could feel her pussy juices still flowing down her legs and had a taste of cum in her mouth. Her hair was disheveled and cum covered her chin and tits, neck, and shoulders. Oh thank God officer! I'm Wonder Woman and this woman and I have been raped. These men should be arrested and sent to jail!
OK lady, that's enough. Get back to your pimp and stay out of trouble came the horrifying reply.
"click" I told you that's enough was the cold cut-off accompanied by the sound of handcuffs being put on her. Now, you're under arrest. We're going downtown for questioning. You have the right to…
Great, another interview.
To be continued…