Wonder Woman's knees buckled when she saw the hammer jerk forward. For a brief instant, the weight of Darrin's seriousness came over her and the prospect of an innocent pregnant woman dying because of her silly Amazon pride hit her hard. Darrin just smiled and turned back to the heroine. "For each refusal, one bullet will be added to the chamber and the scenario will be played out again," Darrin said. "How much of a gambler are you Wonder Bread?" Wonder Woman didn't say anything. She simply began pulling off her red boots. With the boots off, she lost four inches in height, but she was still better than six-feet tall. Wonder Woman than began to take off her tiara. "No," Darrin said. "Leave that on." "Good," Wonder Woman thought. "At least I'll have some sort of weapon." But not removing the tiara also presented a problem. The next item to go was going to cause some embarrassment. Wonder Woman hesitated then began unzipping her red top. The cameras filmed from all different angles as her breasts became exposed. Regardless of what anyone in the room had imagined, no one was disappointed. As she pulled off the top and tossed it aside, her breasts amazingly remained firm and her nipples were bright pink. Wonder Woman turned around, giving everyone in the room a good look at her chest. It also gave her one last opportunity to survey the scene for an escape route. There were some possibilities, but none that gave her better than a 10 percent chance of saving Kathy before someone got off a good shot. Rather than risk it, Wonder Woman sighed and removed her magic belt and lasso. "I'll take those," Darrin said as she tossed them to him. Just to irk him, she made her toss short so he had to pick them up. "Well, still a little attitude?" Darrin asked. "That's good. Hold on a second. Before we go any further … boys, the betting is now open. Who thinks Wonder Woman has a shaved pussy?" Several cheers went up from the men as the Amazon, clad only in her blue star-spangled briefs blushed. "And how many think she's got some hair down there?" Another cheer went up from the men. "Well, Wonder Bread, let's see." Wonder Woman didn't move for 10 seconds. Finally, Darrin pulled out another bullet and tossed it back to the guard who stood next to Kathy. Before he was able to even pull out the chamber, she quickly slid her briefs down to reveal a patch of finely-trimmed black hair between her legs. A yell of glee rose from the winners while mildly disappointed groans came from the losers. Wonder Woman quickly moved her hands in front of her crotch and tried to cross her legs to prevent a good view of her most private area. After the cheering died down, Darrin said, "Now, don't be bashful Wonder Bread. Let us see what you've got. Tell you what, how about making that pose. You know, the one with your hands on your hips and your legs spread? Do that!" Wonder Woman grimaced, but she slowly adopted the pose that she often used to intimidate criminals. She didn't realize how it made her breasts jut forward until she noticed the men elbowing each other and pointing. This only made her more self-conscious, but she held the position. After about 30 seconds, Darrin said, "Nice. Very nice. Now, I want you to make them bounce." "What?" the heroine asked. "Your Wonder Boobs. Make them bounce." Wonder Woman stared at him, looked at Kathy, then started slightly bouncing her torso up and down. Slowly, her breasts started jiggling until it became a full-fledged bounce. The cameras saw everything, capturing the once-proud superheroine's tits flailing around. The men in the crowd only cheered with vigor. After nearly three minutes, Darrin signaled everyone to settle down and Wonder Woman followed suit. She let her hands fall to her side and drew her legs back together somewhat. She had never been so humiliated. No defeat at the hands of any supervillain had ever been so degrading. "For the next item, we'll need this," Darrin said, pulling the lasso from the belt. He handed her magic belt to another thug then approached Wonder Woman. In the entire evening, no one had laid a hand on her so it was a little surprising how gingerly he wrapped the lasso around her waist. Aside from a brief accidental contact, Darrin had not touched her despite every opportunity. This didn't give her comfort, but it was puzzling. She didn't have long to think about it, though. She knew the lasso's power. Heck, she had used it on more criminals than she could remember. She knew the night could turn into a cauldron of eternal damnation if these men used the lasso to its fullest potential, but she had no choice. "Relax," Darrin said, immediately causing Wonder Woman's shoulders to sag. "I will not command you to do anything … yet. I just want some truthful answers before we go on. Do you understand?" "Yes." One of the other Vampires, a short bald man with no neck named Club, leaned towards Darrin. "How do we know if she's telling the truth? How do we know it's not a trick?" Darrin hadn't considered this. Perhaps the legend of the lasso had some hidden drawbacks. For example, what if it couldn't be used on Wonder Woman? What could he do to elicit a truthful answer? "Do you have a secret identity?" Darrin finally asked. "Yes," Wonder Woman blankly responded. "What is it?" "Diana Prince." "Who is Diana Prince? Where does she live? What does she do for a living?" Darrin asked, waving a hand at Stik to check out the information. "She is an agent for the IADC. She lives in Apartment 168 in the Moss Hill Apartment Complex on Terrace and College," Wonder Woman answered. Darrin smiled. "What is the code to access the computer database of the IADC?" "Currently it's 1078-ebr-ts1s-kl10-cl00-nyd1-ckv1-tale." Within 10 minutes, the Vampires' computer whiz, Aaron, had pulled up the IADC computer file, entered the password (using Diana Prince's ID number) and accessed everything the government's top security agency had to offer. "An added bonus, boys," Darrin said proudly. He turned back to Wonder Woman. "Now, you will forget divulging any information other than your secret identity to us. You will think all we did was call your apartment to check on that and, when we got no answer, we took your word for it. Understand? Good, now back to the main event." After a pause to make sure all those commands sank in, Darrin returned to the questioning. "You're required to tell the truth, right?" "Yes," she replied. "OK, have you ever had sex with a man before?" Wonder Woman hesitated, then answered, "No." "Have you ever masturbated?" "Yes," the heroine replied and she blushed. "Have you ever masturbated as Wonder Woman?" She paused. It was obvious she was trying to hold back but the lasso's power was too strong. "Yes." "How often?" "About once a week." Some members of the gang whistled, but Darrin continued: "Have you ever given a blow job?" "No," Wonder Woman answered. "Have you ever, as Diana Prince or Wonder Woman, had anal sex?" "No." With those answers, Darrin paused and turned back to his troops. "OK, boys, you know the drill. Move!" On the command, everyone sprang into action. Some of the men rearranged lights, making the area brighter. Others brought in some laptop computers. The last group set up some more advanced camera equipment. CHAPTER THREE Within 30 minutes, everything was in place. Kathy had been moved to another part of the building, but she was still under the guard of two goons. A mat was on the floor, surrounded by lights, cameras and audio equipment. "Remove the lasso from your waist and put on your costume," Darrin commanded. Wonder Woman obeyed and removed the magic lariat, immediately regaining her senses. She remembered the humiliating things she had been forced to reveal, including her secret identity. She hoped she hadn't revealed more but she knew the lasso could make her forget if she had been commanded. Wonder Woman quickly began putting on her costume. Of course she was not allowed to put back on her magic belt, but she was given a replica that looked very similar. She was also not allowed to have any lasso … Darrin figured any possible weapon was a gamble best not made. With her bearings back, Wonder Woman again looked around for an escape route. She saw her true power belt on the opposite side of the room. Without it, there would be no hope of succeeding. Getting it, though, was practically out of the question. For now. Fresh with the aphrodisiac power can be, Darrin moved closer to the Amazon princess. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You know what's coming next?" Wonder Woman shook her head almost imperceptibly. "Yes you do." With that he spun on his heel and turned towards his men. He threw his hands in the air and, like a game show host, shouted, "Let the bidding begin!" With that, the large camera came to life and the men with the computers began typing furiously. Wonder Woman simply watched what was happening, unable to decipher what was going on and powerless to do anything to stop it. Fifteen minutes passed before the six men on the computers got up, practically in unison, and approached Darrin. They spoke quietly but quickly. Darrin asked a couple of questions then finally nodded. He walked in front of the camera, cleared his throat and spoke. "We've got a winner!" Darrin proclaimed. "Wonder Bread, please come over here and kneel on the mat." The Amazon walked towards Darrin but stood proud. Darrin had turned away towards the large camera, reading a note silently. When he turned around and saw Wonder Woman standing, he said, "I told you to get on your knees!" He pointed towards Kathy and the guard spun the gun barrel and pulled the trigger. Wonder Woman quickly dropped to her knees as Kathy fainted. "That's two down, four to go," Darrin said. "Remember, I'm in charge here." Wonder Woman just nodded. Darrin turned back to the camera and began, "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Tonight is a very, very special occasion for tonight, we get to break a superheroine. And not just any superheroine, but the most powerful woman on the planet - Wonder Woman. For decades, she has preached the virtues of womanhood and decried the evils of the male population. Tonight, and tonight only, she will learn a woman's place. "As I'm sure all of you have seen in our preview, this is the real Wonder Woman and we have already begun the breaking process. That was the free preview we gave as proof of our sincerity. Now, we will take five requests. No request - save execution or permanent disfigurement - will be denied. Each request will go to the highest bidder and one of my men will act out your request. The first winner is the infamous Drug Czar of Central America, Guillermo Montanez for $10 million. Stik?" A camera cut to Darrin's top assistant, a thin, hard-looking man with black hair and tattoos all over his arms. "Yes, Mr. Montanez wants to see Wonder Woman give a blow job. Take the jizz in the face then lick up anything that spills." "You have GOT to be kidding," Wonder Woman said incredulously. She had anticipated something sexual, but nothing that demeaning. "Wonder Bread, we have our first request," Darrin said. "Now, will you comply or do I hand another bullet to Slade over there?" The Amazon frowned. There wasn't anything she could do without jeopardizing Kathy's life. So she simply bowed her head and waited. When this happened, Darrin pointed to Cap, a large black man who had been one of the dozen men primed to start shooting at Wonder Woman if trouble arose. Cap smiled, put down his gun and walked towards the mat. "Ladies and gentlemen watching at home," Darrin began, "this is Cap. He has spent more than half his 26-year life behind bars for everything from grand theft auto to murder. However, today is his lucky day. In a pre-telecast lottery, Cap was the lucky winner to earn first turn with America's favorite superhero." Darrin looked at the black man and asked, "Cap, do you understand the request?" The black man nodded. Darrin then turned to the Amazon. "Wonder Woman, do you understand the request?" She slowly nodded. "Well, let's get the show on the road!" Cap approached the kneeling superheroine and slowly walked around her. When he was behind her, he leaned down to her ear and said, "You better make it good or another bullet goes in the gun. Now, I'm no math expert, but three bullets in a six-chamber gun make pretty even odds, huh?" With that he laughed. Wonder Woman remained stoic. Cap walked back in front of the Amazon and unzipped his pants. "Pull it out," he ordered. Wonder Woman looked up at him, smiled slightly and reached inside his pants. She grabbed his penis but made sure to rake her nails roughly along his balls. This caused the black man to yelp in pain and try to jump back, but Wonder Woman had a firm hold on his dick. "You stupid fucking bitch!" Cap yelled. Some of his cohorts started laughing, but Darrin wasn't one of them. He turned to Slade and nodded sharply. Slade then put another bullet in the gun and pointed it back at Kathy. "One more trick like that and we start going best two-out-of-three," Darrin said. "That means we pull the trigger once, spin it, then pull it again. No more shit, Wonder Bread. Cap, you OK? Can you handle this?" "Fuck, yeah," he said. With that, he slapped Wonder Woman hard across the face. While it didn't do any real damage, without her power belt she actually felt it, which stunned her. "Now, you fucking cunt, you better get me off or things are going to get REAL ugly. Take it out!" Wonder Woman gently pulled the man's dick from his pants. Even with the momentary distraction and pain, Cap's penis was nearly 12 inches long. And while Wonder Woman may not have known a lot about a man's most private part, she knew this was a large one. Slowly she opened her mouth and began putting his penis in. She didn't wrap her lips tightly around his cock … after all, she had never done this before … so to Cap it felt like a soft massage from a warm, vacuous sponge. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was one of the worst blowjobs he had ever had. As for Wonder Woman, the entire act was disgusting. The tool this criminal used to urinate was in her mouth. The smell was disgusting and the taste was certainly unpleasant. But the video was amazing! Here was America's champion in full uniform - the most admired and lusted-after woman in the history of the nation - giving a common criminal (a black criminal, no less) a blow job! After a minute, though, it became obvious that Cap was getting pissed off. Darrin had explained in the planning stages of this event that things might go poorly at first because of Wonder Woman's sexual inexperience but the Amazon would soon warm up. But Cap was growing increasingly frustrated. Finally, he grabbed her black hair and rammed his cock down her throat. "C'mon, bitch, put some action into it!" he yelled. That suddenness and force of Cap's move made Wonder Woman's eyes bulge. She was still strong enough to hurt the man, but the surprise of his action caught her off guard and she started to gag. Cap began moving his hips, working his cock in and out of her mouth while holding her head firmly in place. Wonder Woman began reaching up to try to push him off but the lack of oxygen caused her simply to flail. Her eyes began to water and a trickle of snot started out of her nose. After a few moments, though, she calmed down and began to regain her senses. By working with - not against - the thug she could regulate her breathing and time her oxygen intake with the movement of his hips. When she started doing this, she noticed a change in Cap. His grip on her hair relaxed and his movements picked up speed. "Put a finger in my ass," he commanded as his breathing grew heavier. Darrin looked at Stik. This wasn't part of the plan. Stik shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the action. Wonder Woman was also a little confused. Slowly, she moved a finger into the black man's anus. Just after she reached the second joint of her index finger, she heard Cap moan with pleasure. "Fuck, yeah, bitch! Oh, man that feels good!" Within 30 seconds, Cap pulled completely out of Wonder Woman's mouth and fired his load on her face. The Amazon was surprised. No one had ever done anything like that before so she didn't know what to expect. The first glob hit her square on the upper lip. The second spurt splashed across her forehead and began dripping down her face. The third and final large spew went across her chin then dripped into her cleavage. After that, the rest just began to drip to the floor. Wonder Woman reached up to wipe the jizz off, but Cap ordered, "No, bitch! Leave it there! That's part of the deal. "Now, lick up the rest, fuck face!" Cap said. Wonder Woman glared at him then put her nose to the dusty floor. She gingerly moved her tongue down and licked up a drop. She winced at the humiliation, especially when she noticed three cameras getting every angle. After licking everything up, Wonder Woman shook her head and quickly sat back up, trying to regain whatever dignity remained. The cum had given her face a sheen and a little bit had congealed in her right eyebrow. Darrin watched the monitor as a camera provided a close-up of the heroine's face, then stepped back in front of the camera. "That's the first request," Darrin began. "That will be pretty tough to top, but we'll give it a whirl. The bidding for the next request will begin now and last for the next 15 minutes. You know the rules, and good luck." CHAPTER FOUR The next 15 minutes seemed like an eternity for Wonder Woman. She looked around the building and tried to estimate how long it would take her to cross the floor, knock out almost a dozen guards, retrieve her belt and lasso and rescue Kathy without someone getting off a shot. "It can't be done," she thought. "At least not now. I'll have to do some maneuvering … get closer to my belt or Kathy." While Wonder Woman contemplated escape possibilities, bids on her next humiliation were pouring in. That was the beauty of the internet. Unlike a phone line that could provide a busy signal, email allowed instant access. The Vampire computer hacks simply waited 12 minutes then scanned the email for the bids. After weeding out those that were obviously too low, they re-contacted the top five bidders asking if that was their final offer. Once that was determined, the winner was picked and notified for detailed instructions. All told, the enterprise took 20 minutes but no one complained. After all, while they waited for the next event, the viewers were treated to an instant replay of the first winning bid. "We have a winner!" Darrin finally said. Wonder Woman turned to face him. "This comes to us from the Japanese Yakuza. Evidently Wonder Woman is just as popular in Japan as she is in the United States. They paid $12 million for Wonder Woman to be tit-fucked. They also want her to lick the cock head every time it thrusts forward. Mmmm, sounds good, huh? First, though, they want Wonder Woman to give her best smile, remove her top and wave so they'll know she got this message." Darrin laughed and added, "Hey, I don't make 'em up, I just read 'em." With that he turned to Wonder Woman and asked, "OK, Wonder Woman, do you understand?" Wonder Woman nodded. "What depraved mind came up with these things," she thought. "Do men actually sit around and think about these things? It isn't enough to defile me, but they have to make me act like I enjoy it, too?" After a few seconds, though, as per the instructions, Wonder Woman gave the biggest smile she could muster and began removing her top. When it came off and her magnificent breasts were exposed, she smiled again and waved towards the camera. "More of a wave," Darrin, off-camera, ordered. "You know the Japanese love to get pictures. Act like you're seeing your darling Steve Trevor off at the airport." Inside, Wonder Woman grimaced at the mention of Steve's name but she began waving more frantically. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle a little. After about a minute, Darrin signaled for her to stop, smile, then lay back on the mat. As Wonder Woman laid flat on her back, her breasts succumbed to gravity and spread in opposite directions towards the floor. Not far, but a little. "Spread your legs a little," Darrin ordered. Wonder Woman did, although she wanted to say, "This isn't part of what you said." "Further," Darrin said. She complied, only for Darrin to say again, "Further." Finally, Wonder Woman looked like a slut with her legs spread at a wide, fuck-me angle. She glanced at the monitor and noticed one of the cameras was getting a close-up of her satin tights. She thought she could see the outline of her pussy lips, but it was just her imagination. However, she knew the message it was sending and it only added to her embarrassment. After a moment, Darrin stepped back in front of the camera. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce the young man who will be the recipient of Wonder Woman's first tit-fuck. Meet Nick. He's only 17 years old but he has more than earned his stripes with us. Nick, do you understand the request?" "Fuck, yeah," the young man responded. Nick walked towards Wonder Woman. She noticed he had dirty blond hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in a month. He also had the scraggly, unshaven beard of a youth and his teeth were a little yellow. The Amazon lay still as he straddled her waist and looked down on her. He just smiled and spit in her face. "That's for being you," he said. "Now thank me." Wonder Woman frowned as the spit trickled down her cheek. Between clenched teeth she muttered, "Thank you." That just caused Nick to howl. "Fuck, she'll do whatever we say! Is this fuckin' AWESOME or what?" Darrin smiled then gently reminded Nick, "The request, Nick." Nick grinned and stepped back. He pulled off his pants (he had seen what she did to Cap and he didn't want any of that). When he stepped out of his underwear it revealed a hard-on 10 inches long. He again straddled the superheroine then kneeled down, placing his dick between her tits. And nothing happened. This was the first tit-fuck Nick had ever had. He didn't know what to do. And the Amazon princess certainly had never done anything like this before. So they basically just looked at each other for almost 30 seconds. "Fuck," Darrin muttered. Picking Nick for this job had been a tough call. The kid was young but he had earned this privilege by suggesting the ambush in the first place. Had it been left up to Nick, the whole thing would have been a clusterfuck, but it was still his original idea and Darrin wanted to reward him somehow. After another 30 seconds of watching Nick glance over his shoulder several times as if to say, "What now?" Darrin finally said, "Fuck, Nick, grab her tits and pull 'em together!" Nick nodded quickly and pulled the Amazon's breasts together so they engulfed his cock. Wonder Woman's hands dug into the mat, trying to ignore the humiliation of having her breasts manhandled by this punk kid. After a few moments of this, Darrin said, "OK, Wonder Woman, you push your breasts together so Nick can concentrate on his job." Wonder Woman tried to turn her head away from the camera, but another camera simply picked up her degradation. She slowly reached up and held her breasts on either side and Nick's hips began to move. "Don't forget to lick his dick," Darrin reminded. This forced Wonder Woman to look down at her chest. She watched as the young man's dick moved between her tits. With each thrust forward, the head of his penis poked out. She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. This only got Nick more excited. He thrust forward, then held himself there, allowing the mighty Amazon princess to lick his head. With that kind of teasing and his lack of discipline, it wasn't long before Nick shot his load. The first spurt hit Wonder Woman in the teeth. After that, he pulled back and fired the rest on her tits. Wonder Woman shuddered, but Darrin ordered her to stay still. She glanced towards the monitor and realized they were busy getting as many camera angles of her cum-stained tits. After a full 90 seconds of this, Darrin moved back in front of the camera. "That's two requests down. Only three more to go. Don't worry. We'll give Wonder Woman time to clean up so she'll be nice and pretty for your fantasy, but remember that the price goes up with each one. Get in now and let Wonder Woman know what you think of her." CHAPTER FIVE While waiting for the next bid, Wonder Woman was brought into a small bathroom and ordered to clean up. Three guards watched as she used an old rag to wipe Nick's cum off her face and chest. She noticed two security cameras in the bathroom and guessed if she tried anything, Kathy would suffer. However, she took her time, going as slowly as she could. Finally, she was brought back to the main area and ordered to put her top back on. After a couple of other minor adjustments to make sure the Amazon looked as completely fuckable as ever, Darrin went back in front of the camera. "Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen," he began. "Our next winner is a coalition comprised of members of the Paris crime syndicate. According to the message, 'Wonder Woman severely crippled our drug profits for years with her actions two years ago. Without her,' according to the message, 'the entire evening would be made up of Frenchmen's requests. As it is, we have to band our finances together for this treat.' "The Frenchmen gave several detailed instructions and my partners are beginning to set everything up," Darrin said. "As such, I ask for your patience. It will take only a few minutes." With that, the camera faded to black and a repeat of Cap's blowjob came back on. Safely off-camera, Darrin screamed, "Fucking Frenchmen! They knew this was coming. We asked for anyone needing props to let us know so we could be prepared! When we talked to them individually, they all said they couldn't afford this. 'Fine,' we said. 'Tune in and watch for a million bucks.' Who knew their hatred of Wonder Bread could cause them to ignore decades of hatred for each other and agree on something for the first time since World War II? Shit!" Wonder Woman simply watched. Obviously the Vampires were in over their head. Planning was not their forte. But they were well-organized enough to keep Kathy in danger, Wonder Woman away from her belt and that was all that mattered for now. Perhaps they would make another mistake later. She then looked around, trying to guess what was happening. A rope was being dropped from the rafters directly over the mat. She guessed they were going to string her up for some reason but she didn't know why. She simply had to wait. Darrin turned towards Stik. "How soon?" "Not long," Stik said. He looked up and noticed the ropes descending into place. Within three minutes Stik waved for Darrin to begin again. "OK, we're back," Darrin said. "Sorry for the delay but these things happen when you're improvising. The French request begins, as I'm sure you would imagine, with tying Wonder Woman up with a rope. First, though, would you like some water Wonder Woman? This could take a while." The pleasant tone puzzled the Amazon. She was thirsty, but she didn't want to fall into a trap. "No, thanks," she said. "I'm fine." "Come on," Darrin said. "There's nothing in here. You're already doing what we want and if, for some reason, you refused we could always use your lasso." Wonder Woman admitted that certainly made sense. Hesitantly she accepted the water. It was a cool, refreshing 32-ounce cup of water. She drank half of it and handed the cup to Darrin. "No," Darrin said smiling. "Go ahead and finish it." Wonder Woman was again puzzled, but the longer she put things off, the better chance she could have of getting out of this mess. Let's see, did she have enough time to throw the water in someone's face, hurl her tiara at someone and get to her belt? It would be a risk. She glanced over at Kathy and noticed the guards had practically started to ignore her. Kathy was still tied up, but the fact her guards were focused on her was a good thing. Maybe if she could somehow turn out the lights that would give her enough of an advantage … "Go ahead," Darrin said, snapping Wonder Woman out of her thoughts. "Finish it." Wonder Woman drank the rest of the water and handed the cup back to Darrin. But instead of taking it, he refilled it. "Drink up," he said. "No, thanks, I'm fine," she said. "That wasn't an offer," Darrin said, the friendliness leaving his voice. "That was an order. You were thirsty, I'm giving you water. Drink." Wonder Woman was confused. Darrin didn't vary from the script so why would someone pay a lot of money to see her drink water? She began drinking again, more slowly this time. By the time she reached the bottom of the cup, she had had enough water. But, again, Darrin refilled her cup. "Drink," he said. "Are they trying to drown me?" Wonder Woman thought. It took her a full 90 seconds to finish this one and, by the time she did, she was wondering where the bathroom was. Even though she was an Amazon, she had the same bodily functions as humans, and drinking nearly 100 ounces of water had her uncomfortable. "OK, Wonder Woman," Darrin said. "Give Stik your hands so we can tie you up." "Uuuhhh, can you give me a minute?" she asked quietly. "Why?" Darrin said. Wonder Woman leaned forward, trying to avoid being overheard by the cameras. "I need to go to the bathroom. It'll be just a minute and I'll be ready." Darrin smiled. "No. Now give Stik your hands." "I can't," Wonder Woman nearly whined. She was beginning to bounce slightly on her heels. The smile never left Darrin's face. He just turned and pointed towards Kathy. Wonder Woman nearly lost control of her bladder that instant. Kathy again fainted and, for a split second, Wonder Woman thought the young pregnant girl had died. A few moments later, though, she noticed Kathy moving slightly. Wonder Woman then put her hands out and Stik tied them securely. When she was tied, the rope began being pulled until Wonder Woman was two-and-a-half feet off the ground. Stik then removed her boots and set them aside. "That's three bullets down," Darrin said. "The next time you refuse, there's a better than 50 percent chance sweet Kathy won't see tomorrow. You don't want that, do you?" "No," the Amazon answered. "Good, now we wait," Darrin said. He turned back to the camera and began. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, I guess I need to explain what's going on. The French have made a simple request. It doesn't much appeal to me, but I've gotta admit I like its deviousness. On the bottom right of your screen is a timer set for 20 minutes. We had to set a time limit and the French put up a million dollars a minute. Once the clock begins, it won't stop unless one of two things happens. The first is if time runs out. If that happens, we take Wonder Woman down and we've just wasted 20 minutes watching her dangle off the ground. Not an awful way to spend an evening, but not my idea of the greatest time. "The other way for the clock to stop is if Wonder Woman loses control of her bladder. We've put nearly 100 ounces of water in her system. Is that enough? Who knows? But judging from the fact she asked to go to the bathroom, I'd say there's something there. If she can last 20 minutes, we'll take her to the bathroom and get ready for the next request. Can you make it, Wonder Woman? We'll find out." The camera then panned over to the heroine. She couldn't believe her ears. Never had she imagined something like this, but she had to admit if someone - like the Frenchmen - were out to humiliate her, this was certainly a good way. Using all her Amazonian training, she focused her mind elsewhere, trying to ignore the discomfort in her loins. She thought about the desert, but that only led to thinking about an oasis. So she thought about a meadow, but that brought her to thinking about a spring in the meadow. She moved to inner-city Washington D.C. in the summer, but that led her to think about children playing in the fire hydrants. Sweat beaded on her forehead. She glanced at the monitor and saw a close-up of her face wincing. It felt like an eternity had passed, but it had only been eight minutes. How could she make it? She was about to burst. At the 10-minute mark, Darrin started speaking again. "To help our French friends, we've taken it upon ourselves to prod things along. Boys?" With that, a couple of men in the rafter started dripping water slowly on Wonder Woman's head and shoulders. It wasn't much - just a couple of drops a second - but it only added to her frustration. The Vampires also hit the play button on a CD player and ocean noises filled the room. Within another two minutes, Wonder Woman's face was sheer agony. She started moaning audibly and her shoulders began to strain. She pulled herself up in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension in her bladder, but nothing really worked. The water dripping on her head and shoulders and the ocean noises prevented her from concentrating on other things. Thirty seconds later, the ocean sounds were replaced with that of a babbling brook. That was it. She couldn't take any more. Wonder Woman groaned loudly and closed her eyes. The cameras, though, caught everything. It started as a puddle in her crotch, causing the light blue tights to grow darker. The urine then trickled down her leg, puddling under her feet. And once it started, Wonder Woman knew it wouldn't stop. She started crying silent tears. It was one thing to be defeated, it was another thing entirely to be humiliated this way. Wonder Woman couldn't hear the cheering from the Vampires. They couldn't believe it! The mighty Wonder Woman just pissed herself. And that wasn't all. Darrin coolly approached the Amazon, who still had her eyes closed in humiliation. He made sure to avoid the puddle, but he reached up and slid the sullied star-spangled briefs down her legs. Wonder Woman put up no resistance. "The French have curious notions about what makes a good trophy," he said. "I understand completely why they would want these, though." Darrin put the briefs in a plastic baggie, sealed it and tossed it to Stik. As Wonder Woman was lowered to the mat, Darrin turned to the camera. "That's three down, only two more to go. Gentlemen, your chance to abuse America's premier heroine is running out. Get your bids in NOW!" CHAPTER SIX With the camera off, the Vampires began high-fiving each other. This was too much to believe. They figured they'd make a little money, but no one actually believed they could get the Amazon princess to go along with everything they said. In truth, most of them figured they would have to record killing her (if that was possible) and sell that video. Sure, that would be a big seller, but humiliating Wonder Woman was even better. Wonder Woman, though, was devastated. For years, she had prided herself on her dignity and, in the course of one evening, much of that had been stripped away. Plus, the villains' plans of breaking her will were beginning to take root. Even Wonder Woman realized she wasn't as focused as she was earlier in the evening. Although the men guarding Kathy were much more relaxed, the Amazon knew she didn't have the mental sharpness to make a move. "I've got to sharpen up," she thought as she sat on the mat. Then she looked at her puddle of piss and despaired. "How can I? They've made me perform oral sex, used my body in a perverse manner and even forced my own body to betray me. But I'm an Amazon. I have been trained to focus on a situation and make the most of it. I've just got to concentrate." Darrin brought Wonder Woman another pair of her blue starred tights and asked her to put them on. She gladly obliged, although she knew it wasn't any generosity on the criminal's part. She was merely a prop in his sick plan. As she put her briefs back on, she again surveyed the scene. The Vampires' discipline was definitely loosening up. Kathy had slumped in a corner and none of the guards were even watching her. The path to her belt was fairly open, too. Wonder Woman stood slowly to pull her briefs up. When she had finished, she moved her hands up to her hair as if to make sure everything was in place. With suddenness, though, she took off her tiara and hurled it at Kathy's captors. As if in one motion, she hurdled a guard and dashed for her belt. The tiara caught each guard flush in the jaw, knocking both of them out. Most of the Vampires were either too stunned to react or still unaware of what was going on. The Amazon ducked between two guards and snatched her magic belt off the wall. She then flipped towards Kathy, hoping to reach her before the shots started flying. She nearly made it. The only thing that stopped her from saving Kathy was the awareness of Cap. From across the room, he saw Wonder Woman throw her tiara. As soon as he saw that, he knew she was making her move and broke for Kathy. By the time Wonder Woman had landed a couple of feet from the pregnant woman, Cap was by Kathy, his automatic pointed at her temple. "Back up or she gets it," Cap yelled. Everyone froze, waiting for the Amazon's move. "One kick would probably do it," she thought. Wonder Woman knew she was quick enough to get rid of Cap's threat, but she also knew the snipers in the rafters were trained on Kathy again. And the way they were spread out, Wonder Woman wasn't positive she could stop every bullet. Slowly, Wonder Woman hung her head, dropped the belt and backed up a few steps. Several guards swarmed her and pulled her back towards the mat in the middle of the room. Kathy began to weep quietly. "That wasn't very nice, Wonder Bread," Darrin said. "You'll have to be punished for that." "What more can you do?" she responded defiantly. "You seem intent on destroying my reputation and you're playing with the life of an innocent woman and her unborn child. I doubt anything else you have in mind can be any worse." "Oh, things can get worse," Darrin assured. "I don't know exactly what to do yet, but I'll figure something out. Stik, where do we stand?" "I think we've got a winner," the assistant replied. "Then let's get this show back on the road. I'll deal with you later, Wonder Bread." *** Before returning to the air, Darrin handed Wonder Woman a duplicate of her magic belt and ordered her to put it on. He then leaned in to whisper in her ear. "You try anything like that again, I have no choice but to kill the girl," he said. "And I'm keeping one camera rolling at all times on you so that if you try anything, it will be replayed over and over how you let an innocent woman die." Wonder Woman grimaced. She knew the villain was dangerous enough to do something like that and she also knew that although most people would probably forgive her, she could never forgive herself for the death of an innocent civilian. When he thought his warning had sunk in, Darrin returned in front of the camera, took the next request from Stik and began. "Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. It was a bit exciting here as Wonder Woman tried to save the day, but the quick thinking of Cap thwarted the threat. All that means is the Amazon whore is still around to take your requests. Mr. Stik, I believe you said we have a winner?" "Yes, we do," Stik answered. "This one comes to us from a prominent New York crime family who asked to remain anonymous. Their request reads, 'Wonder Woman has had such a rough time tonight it breaks our heart. She has brought us so much misery here in New York with her meddling, and all we've wanted is to bring her pleasure. Our request, for $25 million, is for her to pleasure herself.' " "Ooooohhh," Darrin said. "Watch Wonder Woman masturbate? That sounds like a good idea. The problem is, how will we know if she's faking it?" Darrin started rubbing his chin, as if deep in thought. "How will we know? How will we know? Hey! I've got an idea! Let's use … her magic lasso!" The Vampires began applauding. They had seen how well her lasso had worked earlier in the evening when it was used on her to divulge her secret identity. Now it would be used in a more erotic fashion. Wonder Woman, meanwhile, was appalled. How could she get out of this? Could she even hope to? Darrin approached and asked Wonder Woman to slip the lasso around one ankle. "We don't want to interfere with any important body parts," he joked. Once the lasso was secure, Darrin went to work. "Wonder Woman, earlier tonight you told us you masturbate about once a week, is that correct?" "Yes," she replied timidly, her cheeks blushing. "Now, I want you to close your eyes and listen to me." She immediately obeyed Darrin's command. "When you open your eyes, you will imagine you are on patrol. I want you to open up your thoughts to me. Tell me everything you're thinking. Tell us what it is that would lead you to masturbate. Now, open your eyes." When Wonder Woman opened her eyes, she was on patrol … at least she was in her mind. "I'm going rooftop to rooftop, listening for noises that would lead me to think a crime was taking place. It's a quiet night and the temperature is pleasant. On nights like this, I always seem to end up at Oak and 23rd. It's not too far out of the way, but it's got a couple of nicer apartment buildings. "There's a corner alcove on top of the Ireland Book Store building that allows me to see into the Warrington Apartment Complex without being seen. Each night at 1 a.m., a man named Scott Chaudhry exercises in the nude. Gods, is his body exquisite! Aphrodite never created a more beautiful man. His face is unique. His stomach is ripped, his buttocks are firm and his penis is … is …" "Is what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin prodded. "Perfect!" she finally said, her eyes beginning to gleam from excitement. "What do you do?" "Gods, look at it! It's bouncing to and fro, swinging free." Wonder Woman backed up until her back was against a gym wall. She quickly glanced left and right, as if looking to make sure no one was watching. She then turned back towards the camera and moved her hands up to her chest. She ran her hands over the outside of her bustier and down her abdomen. "Look at it," she repeated. "The jumping jacks he is doing make it bounce. What would it be like for THAT to be inside me?" Wonder Woman slipped a hand inside her top and began massaging her left nipple. As she touched her nipple, a camera closed in to watch. "Oh, God, now he's doing push-ups," she said. "Notice how it dangles there each time he comes up? And he does 50 in less than 90 seconds … impressive for a normal human." Her left hand continued tugging gently with her nipple as her right hand snaked down towards her crotch. "Now come the sit-ups," Wonder Woman continued. "Look how his stomach muscles work in unison. Look how his testicles and penis are barely visible, but still look amazing!" With that, she inserted her hand into her briefs, the camera capturing each move as she inserted one, then two fingers into her pussy. Wonder Woman's breathing picked up. "Now it's the arm curls," she said. "Twenty-pound weights, 40 reps. His arms are amazing. The veins come out only at the maximum exertion. Otherwise he's completely in control. And the rest of his body. Oooooo," she moaned in pleasure. "Oh, the rest of his body." Wonder Woman's fingers began picking up speed, moving in and out of her pussy. She quickly glanced left and right again, then pulled her briefs down to her knees, giving herself more room to maneuver. "Now the final exercise of the evening," she began. "The self-gratification. Oh, GOD! He moves his hand up his chest to his nipples." Wonder Woman followed suit, pulling her top down slightly to free her breasts. She began rubbing her nipples more forcefully. "Now he moves his hand down his chest to his … his …" "His what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin asked. "His COCK," she spat out, suddenly grinning like a schoolgirl who said a dirty word. "And he begins moving his hand back and forth. And back and forth. And back and forth. " Wonder Woman then began following suit, moving her fingers back inside her pussy, which was now obviously wet with desire. The camera gave a close-up and a microphone was moved close to her thighs, providing a faint squishy sound effect that would be replayed again and again for the impressive quality. "Now he's speeding up," Wonder Woman continued. "I've got to keep up." Her moans began to grow louder and she took her hand offer her breast and put it on the wall behind her to further brace herself. Wonder Woman's hips began gyrating as she used her first two fingers to frig herself. "Oooo! Ooohh! Ooohh my GOD!" the Amazon exclaimed. "Oh, God. He's about to ejaculate! OHH! OHHH! OHH! OOOOHHHHOOOOHHHHH!!!!" Wonder Woman's body spasmed and her knees bent. She doubled over as if she was in pain, but instead it was an orgasm the likes of which few men in the room had ever seen from a woman. And, as much of the video had been this evening, the camera coverage was impeccable. America's heroine masturbating and cumming on screen was unbelievable. Even Darrin found himself envying Scott Chaudhry, whoever the hell he was. As the Amazon recovered her senses, Darrin asked, "Wonder Woman, what does Scott Chaudhry do? How did you come to find out about his peculiar exercise habits?" "He is an accountant," Wonder Woman replied. "He was arrested for raping a woman a couple of years ago, but he got off when the woman disappeared. I began watching him, following his movements. After a period of time, it became apparent he would not lead us to the woman. I moved on to other things, but his body was so captivating I found myself giving in to the carnal pleasures. It's only on slow nights and I only watch, so it's not hurting anyone." Darrin only smiled. He had found his punishment. CHAPTER SEVEN When the camera went off, Darrin turned to Stik. "Stik, I want you to find this Scott Chaudhry. Do whatever is necessary, but bring him here." "Can I entice him with anything?" Stik asked, figuring he had a good idea where everything was heading. "Lay out the situation. Give him time to prepare for what he wants to do. Offer up to $500,000 for three hours of work. He won't refuse - it's too enticing. But if he does, bring him in anyway. I want him HERE. Understood?" Stik nodded, grabbed Cap and the two Vampires headed out the door. "Mr. O'Neill, you take over for Stik. Everyone else, be on your toes," Darrin said. Then he turned back to Wonder Woman, who was still leaning against the wall with the lasso around her ankle. "Amazon, remove the lasso, but remember who is in charge." Wonder Woman obeyed, untying the lasso around her ankle and slipping it off. She knew what she had done and was embarrassed beyond belief. Not only had she pissed on herself, but also she had shared her inner-most embarrassing dirty secret. She pulled up her briefs and readjusted her bustier, trying to compose herself. The guards were a lot more alert now after her thwarted rescue attempt. She knew she probably wouldn't get another chance, so she leaned back against the wall and relaxed, waiting the next, final humiliation of the evening. Throughout the broadcast ("Gods, how humiliating," Wonder Woman thought), Darrin had been saying there would be five requests. She had performed four, so only one remained. Perhaps when it was done, the vile thugs would release Kathy and she would have a chance to apprehend them. After a few more minutes, O'Neill approached Darrin, who nodded curtly, motioned for Wonder Woman to kneel beside him, then turned to the camera. "Gentlemen, our final request has come in so the bidding can stop," Darrin began. "However, this will take a few minutes to set up so I ask for your patience. We will be back on the air in 30 minutes. Until then, please enjoy replays of tonight's earlier events." The camera cut off and Darrin retrieved the magic lasso and wrapped it around the Amazon princess. "Now, Wonder Bread, I'm doing this just to make sure you don't go anywhere. You are to stay put and not attempt any escape or rescue, understand?" "Yes," Wonder Woman answered. *** Stik and Cap approached the address Wonder Woman gave for Scott Chaudhry. It was 4 a.m., so it took a while for the accountant to answer his door. "What do you want?" the voice shouted through the door. "Mr. Chaudhry," Stik answered, "we have a very, VERY lucrative and rewarding opportunity for you. But you have to come with us now." "What the HELL are you talking about," Chaudhry responded through the door. "Don't you know what fucking time it is? Come back tomorrow." "I'm sorry, Mr. Chaudhry, but this won't wait," Stik said. "This is a limited-time offer. Trust me, you will want to take advantage of it. Perhaps we could come in and discuss it?" "No way am I letting you in," he said. "In fact, if you don't leave, I'm calling the cops." "Mr. Chaudhry, I sincerely doubt you'll do that," Stik answered. "But what if I were to offer you $10,000 - right now - just to listen to what we have to say." Chaudhry's interest was piqued. "How do I know you won't hurt me?" "You don't," Stik answered. "However, if we were interested in hurting you, why come in the middle of the night and ask to be let in. We would have waited until you came out. Trust me, this is a legitimate business opportunity, but time is of the essence." Chaudhry considered the options. Finally, he undid the locks and let the two men in. "Thank you, Mr. Chaudhry," Stik said, smiling. "Here is your money, and there is a lot more where that came from. The only thing we need is 3-4 hours of your time. And, believe me, you will WANT to do this." Chaudhry fanned the stack of bills Stik had handed him. He paused, then faced the two men. "OK, you've got my interest. What is it you want?" "All will be explained." And with that Stik began laying out the situation. *** After many minutes of preparation, Darrin and the Vampires were ready to resume the telecast. Stik was not back yet, but Darrin had received a call from him saying they were on their way with Chaudhry in tow. "Welcome back," Darrin began. "The final request is a bit of a doozy, but I think we've got everything in order. Our final winner of the evening is the Sultan of Dubai for an amazing $100 million. Considering the price, we will bend the rules a little. Earlier we laid out the ground rules that there would be no death of permanent disfigurement. The Sultan asked if we could hang her, but part of our plan is to leave the Wonder Bitch alive to consider what she has been through. So we had to decline, even though he upped his offer considerably. "However, even we couldn't pass up $100 million for what the Sultan settled for. Mr. O'Neill?" O'Neill, a bulky man with wire-rimmed glasses, came before the camera. His soft voice didn't match his large frame, but it was cold, the kind of cold that inspires fear. "The Sultan writes, `The Amazon whore has represented the ideals of a society that despises its own people. She upholds the government of the rich and corrupt. She is nothing but a sheep that leads others to slaughter. Here in Dubai, sheep serve other purposes than the wool and food they provide. They are a shepherd's lover on lonely nights. So the first half of my request is for the Amazon to be mounted like a shepherd mounts his sheep.' His second request will come later." Wonder Woman was appalled. What in the world did they have in mind, mounting her? Darrin approached and removed the lasso, freeing her from its effects. "OK, Wonder Bitch, get on all fours," he said. Wonder Woman looked at Kathy, who was still well-guarded and got on her hands and knees. Darrin then turned back to O'Neill and asked, "Would you like to do the honors?" O'Neill smiled and approached the superheroine. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his penis, which was six inches flaccid. "You better lick it, but I'll give you the choice." "It's my choice? Then, no." O'Neill shrugged and said, "Your choice." He then walked behind Wonder Woman and, with one yank, jerked her briefs down her thighs. The sudden coolness surprised and scared the Amazon. With quick reflexes, she quickly leaped up. "Don't," she begged. "Please, don't put your penis in me. I have done everything you have asked, but I beg you not to do that." "Resume your position," Darrin commanded, "or the trigger is pulled again." She looked over at Kathy and noticed the gun pointed at the pregnant woman's head. Wonder Woman slowly got back on her hands and knees. "Don't worry," O'Neill laughed as he moved behind the princess. "It's not your pussy I'm aiming for." "Then what …" Wonder Woman began. Suddenly she felt his cockhead pressing against her sphincter and she understood. She wanted to run, to flee the situation and get as far away as possible. For perhaps the first time in her life, Wonder Woman felt fear. But she also knew she couldn't leave because of Kathy. So she braced herself for what was coming. O'Neill put his hands on Wonder Woman's hips and felt her tense up. He had done this several times before and the excitement of making the woman wait was what excited him. He softly rubbed his cock head up and down the crack of her ass. It made him hard. He was waiting for the right moment. Wonder Woman finally gave in to the suspense and turned around to see what he was waiting on. When O'Neill noticed her dark hair begin to turn, he thrust savagely inside her, plunging his now 10-inch cock halfway in. The cry of agony Wonder Woman gave caused many of the thugs to put their hands over their ears. She tried to pull away, but O'Neill's hands on her hips prevented her from getting away. He reached one hand up and grabbed her hair, looking like a rodeo cowboy riding a bucking bronco. Slowly, she calmed down and O'Neill picked up his pace. He began slowly moving in and out, always pushing a little deeper each time. When he got three-quarters of the way in, he leaned down and asked, "How does it feel?" That was when he noticed the tears in her eyes. "Are you crying?" A camera quickly panned in on her face and saw the tears trickling down her lovely face. Wonder Woman glanced up and saw it on the screen. It wasn't so much the pain, although she hurt. It was the humiliation that hurt worse. To be beaten by a supervillain was one thing. To be not beaten, but dominated and humiliated by common thugs was too much. She sniffed once, trying to regain her dignity, but the dick moving in and out of her ass was a constant reminder of her situation. "Ask me for the rest," O'Neill said. "I want to hear you say, 'Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your cock.' Say it!" Wonder Woman glanced at Darrin, who merely nodded. She closed her eyes and whispered, "Fill my ass with your penis." "I didn't hear you," O'Neill sadistically said. Louder this time, Wonder Woman said, "Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your penis." O'Neill smiled, then said, "No, that's not what I said. Say exactly what I said, bitch." Wonder Woman grimaced, then said, "Mr. O'Neill, please fill my ass with your … cock." "My what?" "Your COCK!" she shouted. O'Neill pushed further in and, surprisingly, the virgin Amazon ass took it. Slowly, granted, but she took it. Wonder Woman looked at the monitor and saw O'Neill's belly pressed firmly against her ass, showing everyone his cock was firmly planted inside her. After a couple of minutes of O'Neill fucking her ass, Wonder Woman heard some movement behind her. She tried to turn around, but O'Neill had a firm grasp of her hair, preventing her from seeing what was going on. O'Neill continued pumping in and out. She felt him stiffen, which she knew meant he was about to cum. Moments later, she felt the warm sperm move inside her. She nearly wretched thinking about the vileness of the situation. When O'Neill was done, he kept his dick in her ass. The humiliated heroine tried to pull away, but he kept her in place. "That was the first half of the Sultan's request," O'Neill said, his voice quavering from a mixture of fatigue and ecstasy. "For the second half …" Two men suddenly grabbed Wonder Woman's arms and pushed her face to the mat. She struggled, but they had the leverage and the strength of numbers. Two other men grabbed her ankles and O'Neill still had her by the hips. "For the second half," O'Neill continued, "the Sultan wants to give Wonder Woman a little reminder on behalf of the sheep of the world. He writes, 'Although we usually brand the ears of sheep, for the Amazon cow we will make one exception.'" Wonder Woman then felt the heat near her ass. She looked in a monitor and saw the branding iron near her rump. She tried to fight to get away, but she couldn't move. When the brand touched her skin, Wonder Woman screamed again. Fortunately for her, she passed out. CHAPTER EIGHT When Wonder Woman came to, she was face-down on the mat in the same position in which she had passed out. Her briefs were around her ankles and there was a bag of ice on the spot of her rear that had been branded. She glanced about and saw some of the Vampires packing the camera equipment. "I'd leave the bag of ice where it is," Darrin said. He was sitting behind her. "Just a friendly suggestion." Wonder Woman slowly rolled over and gingerly got to her knees. She carefully pulled her tights back into place and blew a soft whistle of pain when they connected with the fresh burn on her rump. Wonder Woman knew Amazon technology could heal the brand with no scar left behind. But the psychological scar would remain. "I've done what you've asked," Wonder Woman finally said to Darrin, mustering as much of her remaining dignity as possible. "I've obeyed your vile commands and humiliated myself. Now let the woman go!" "Patience," Darrin said. "Obviously we can't let her go without preparing our own departure. And we've got a few loose ends to tie up." "What?" the Amazon asked. As if on cue, Stik and Cap walked in. "We've taken care of what you've asked," Stik told Darrin. "Everything's set." "Fantastic," Darrin answered. He turned back to Wonder Woman. "Well, Wonder Slut, we've got a slight dilemma. We can't just let you go and expect you not to pursue us, correct?" Wonder Woman nodded. "You can count on it." "That's what we were afraid of. So I'm sure you can understand why we have to do something to insure that does not happen." Four men suddenly grabbed the Amazon and tugged her to the floor. Two spread her legs while two others held her arms. Wonder Woman tried to twist away, but found that, without her belt, she was unable to pull free. "Wonder Woman, you have lorded it over everyone … especially men … for several years," Darrin began, his voice taking on a more threatening tone. "Now, you will know what fear is." Savagely, he dropped to his knees, placing himself between Wonder Woman's thighs. Using his legs, her spread her legs wider. Then, using a knife, he sliced away the familiar starry briefs. Stik then handed him the lasso, which Darrin wrapped tightly around her neck. Holding the lasso with one hand, Darrin unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He then positioned his cock right outside of her vagina. "Look at me," he commanded. Helpless, Wonder Woman looked at him. The lariat around her neck was quite tight … she could barely breathe. When Darrin saw her blue eyes locking on his, he plunged his penis into her cunt. Wonder Woman would have gasped, except the lasso was so tight she could only focus on breathing. "How does it feel, bitch?" Darrin asked. "It … it … hurrrrrts," she croaked. Darrin sawed in and out. She was tighter than he imagined, saw to him it felt wonderful. But he knew it was not very pleasant for her. He glanced up and noticed the men with portable cameras were filming. He smiled, as this was part of the plan. As time passed, Darrin tightened the lasso. Wonder Woman's eyes began bulging and her face turned pink, then red. She was also close to orgasm. The autoasphyxiation was a new sensation to the Amazon and the approach of death and pleasure was more intense than she had imagined. Darrin knew he, too, was close to cumming, so he tried to gather himself … replacing his excitement of fucking the world's most beloved heroine to a menacing scowl. He looked deep in the Amazon's eyes, which were beginning to roll back in her head. Darrin loosened the lariat a tad … just enough to bring her eyes back into focus. "Wonder Woman, when you think about coming after us, you will remember this," he said. "You will remember that you are alive simply because I choose for you to be alive." He then felt Wonder Woman shudder in orgasm. She couldn't thrash - with the men holding her down, she could barely move, and with the lasso around her neck, she didn't have the energy. "And you will remember that you came from this … you will remember that I LET you cum," he said. "And you will remember the feeling of my jism filling you up." Darrin came at that moment … this time his eyes rolled back, savoring his moment of ultimate triumph over Wonder Woman. He then collapsed on top of her chest, spent. Wonder Woman's convulsions shook him out of his reverie. The lasso around her neck had tightened and she couldn't breath. Darrin slowly sat up, his cock still grazing the lips of her pussy, and watched. The Amazon's mouth was open and her tongue was beginning to poke out … gasping for air. He knew she had less than a minute. "Remember this feeling, Wonder Woman … every time you THINK about coming after us, you will remember that it is because of ME … your MASTER … that you are even alive." He released the lasso and Wonder Woman gasped loudly, taking in as much air as possible. The four Vampires got off of the Amazon as she curled up in a ball … trying to regain any strength. Darrin uncurled the lariat, then wrapped it around her waist. "Just one last thing," Darrin continued. He then motioned to Stik who opened the door and ushered Scott Chaudhry into the room. "Once a week, you will visit Mr. Chaudhry's residence and perform the same masturbation you told us about. However, you will grow more and more bold. Within a month, you will knock on his door, asking to talk to him about a case. You will allow yourself to be seduced and you will do exactly what he says. When you leave, you will be racked with guilt and believe you were raped by him, but you will not take any action because you will be afraid of sending the wrong message to women. After all, if they believe YOU, Wonder Woman, can be raped, then ANYONE can. "Finally, you will remember EVERYTHING about tonight. The only difference is you will think you were still passed out for the next 15 minutes. When you awake, all the commands we have given you will take effect. Do you understand?" "Yes," Wonder Woman answered. "Very well," Darrin said. "Lie down. You will wake up in 15 minutes." Wonder Woman laid down on the mat and closed her eyes. As soon as she did, Darrin turned to Scott. "Mr. Chaudhry, she's all yours. Now, you do remember the deal, don't you?" Chaudhry smiled. "Of course. I tip you off on any problems that might spring up from here until eternity. I receive a million bucks up front and $100,000 each year. Plus I get Wonder Woman as my personal sex slave." "Not a bad deal, eh?" Stik said. "And just remember …" Stik quickly pulled out his gun … "if you try to screw us, you better make sure you screw all of us. Because we WILL find you." "Hey, hey, hey!" Chaudhry protested. "This is the sweetest fucking deal I've ever gotten. No way do I screw you guys." And with that, everyone departed, leaving Wonder Woman to her shameful new life.