Wonder Woman and Steve Recover

SUBJECT:
After a particularly harrowing adventure, Wonder Woman seeks to gain forgiveness from Steve.

WARNING:
This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature, including mental coercion and graphic descriptions of consensual, "vanilla" sex. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you.

Wonder Woman is copyrighted, trademarked, and owned by DC Comics. This is a work of fan-fiction. This story is written for enjoyment and entertainment purposes only (and, of course, to give Steve an opportunity finally to screw Wonder Woman). No commercial profit is expected to be made from this story. It may be copied for personal use or for posting on other sites, provided the sites are free sites -- it may NOT be posted on any site that requires a "membership fee" of any kind. Posting is permitted on a site requiring an 'adult verification service' provided the AVS only costs a few dollars a year for access to many sites (the way "Adultcheck" used to be) Posting to an "Adultcheck Gold" site, which requires much more money, is expressly forbidden.

This story was written as a sequel to the "Wonder Woman & the Nazis" series By UW and friend by Nomad_990@yahoo.com which can be found on the Grey Archives. I have asked 'Nomad' for permission to write a sequel, but have not received a response, yet. If he denies permission, this story will be withdrawn.

In the "Nazi" series, Wonder Woman is seduced and turned over to a Nazi Colonel who, in Steve's presence, mentally abuses Diana and continuously fucks her and using the 'Amazon Curse' against her. (The 'Amazon Curse' robs an Amazon of her powers and turns her into a mindless sex-slave.) Of course, the Amazon prohibition against any kind of contact with a male works against the Amazon, since she has never learned the basics of male-female interactions. In short, the basic Amazon innocence condemns her to her sexual doom.

This story begins after Diana and Steve have been rescued from the Nazis and returned to the States, debriefed, and sent to a 'Rest and Relaxation' center in the Rocky Mountains, to recover from their ordeal.

This story was written without the consent of Nomad and without his collaboration or approval.

Like most stories of this ilk, at the end of the story, (unless there is a sequel) the characters are magically returned to their original condition, undamaged, unharmed, and unchanged in any way with no memory of the events that have taken place . . . It is as if the story had never happened, because, after all, it never really did.

Although birth control is not mentioned in this story, obviously Wonder Woman has taken her 'cycle' into consideration and is behaving accordingly. Also, before she visited Steve, she broke into his medical records to be sure that he was freed from any STDs. (And, of course, she had been treated in Washington for anything she might have picked up in Germany.) In 'real life' every reasonable adult should know that he or she should behave responsibly when participating in sexual activities and he or she wishes to avoid unwanted conception and the spread of disease.

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Chapter 1 - Wonder Woman tries to talk to Steve

There was a tapping on his door. Steve Trevor hesitated. The only person who would be knocking on his door at this hour would be Diana, and he really didn't want to talk to her. The day was ending and even after the interviews with the psychiatrists and the planned activities at this plush Colorado resort, he still harbored an unbelievable amount of hostility and anger directed towards Diana!

"Forgive and forget" was the recurring theme he had heard from the 'shrinks', but he knew that forgiveness was beyond him. They had called it an "Amazon Curse" and said that she had no defense against it. Everything they said was just so much prattle, Steve concluded.

He had loved Wonder Woman with a devotion and commitment that bordered on worship. He had placed her on a pedestal so high that even an eagle would have difficulty falling from it. He had adored her and considered her far above him, even when they had talked about getting married and share life together as man and wife when the war was over and Wonder Woman's services would no longer be needed to fight the Nazis.

Then, they had gone to Germany on a mission and both been captured. He had acquitted himself with honor, even though the German Colonel had attacked Steve's dignity repeatedly.

But he had been appalled at Wonder Woman's behavior and the way she had caved in to every demand the Nazi's had made of her. As the recollection of her actions flashed across his memory, he cringed and wanted to burst into tears. In this frame of mind, Steve opened the door.

Diana was standing there. It looked like she was ready for bed but had stopped to talk with him. She was wearing a terrycloth bathrobe, identical to a robe in his closet, with a sash around the waist, knotted in a neat bow and a string at the collar which was also tied in a bow. Her raven hair flowed freely down her back. She wasn't wearing her tiara, but a glint of silver showed that she still was wearing her bracelets.

In his button down shirt and slacks, Steve bore a studied appearance of casualness.

This was the first time they had met her face-to-face since they had escaped from the Nazis. Making a conscious effort, Steve again blotted out the memories of the time they were in Germany and all the things he had seen.

After their escape, they had been taken to Washington where they had been de-briefed and, due to the extent of injury to both of them (both physical and psychological), the Pentagon had sent them both (along with a phalanx of physicians, psychiatrists, and plain clothes bodyguards) to this resort for extended therapy and an opportunity to recover after their harrowing imprisonment.

And now, here she was standing in his doorway.

He couldn't believe that she would actually face him after everything he had seen her do with the Nazis! He turned his back on her and walked away to the table where he had a large bottle of scotch. Alcohol was forbidden under the terms of his treatment, but had still obtained a bottle, and her presence was enough to motivate him to open it and pour himself a stiff drink.

"Aren't you even going to talk to me?" she asked, stepping inside his doorway and closing the door behind her.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about," he snapped bitterly, downing half of his scotch in a single gulp.

"I know you're upset with me . . ." she began, hoping to break the ice.

"Upset? Upset? Why should I be upset with you?" Steve demanded, whirling to face her.

"We were going to be married," he spat. "But you! You were so pure," he made the word "pure" sound like something that had been dredged out of the sewer, "yes, you were so pure that you would barely let me give you a peck on the cheek. You wouldn't let me lay a finger on you. I thought we were in love!"

"We were, Steve. We ARE!"

"Are we?" he snarled. "I'm not so sure. Remember, I saw you when we were in Germany. I saw you with Colonel Schmidt and how all he had to do was lay a hand on you and you gave in to everything he wanted."

"I know. I wish I could forget." Wonder Woman whimpered in shame. "No! I wish you could forget."

"Well, I can't!" Steve sneered. Walking over to stand almost nose-to-nose with Wonder Woman, Steve barked. "I can't forget how you simply lay down and spread your legs for half the German Army."

Wonder Woman cringed before the accusation. "That's not kind. And it's not true!"

"It IS true! And I'll tell you what's not kind. It's not kind for a man to see his fiancé, - - -"

"I'm not your fiancée!" Wonder Woman lashed back at her boyfriend.

"No, maybe not," Steve conceded. "We never actually agreed to being married, did we? And we never actually set a date, did we? But at least I thought you were in love with me and we were going to get married."

"That hasn't changed," parried Wonder Woman.

"I'm not so sure," Steve snapped. "I didn't think the girl that I loved would give herself to so many men so freely."

Wonder Woman tried to defend herself. "Steve, you don't understand! It's the curse that we Amazons live under. That's why we have such strict rules forbidding intimacy with men."

"You weren't so strict in Germany," Steve countered.

"That's because he used the curse against me."

"And that's supposed to excuse everything you did? This 'Amazon Curse'? Tell me, is there an 'amazon curse' that I can use as an excuse so that I can slip off and spend a night with you anytime I want, anywhere I want?

"Steve, please!" pleaded the Amazon princess.

"Maybe, I should take advantage of this 'Amazon Curse", Steve snarled, throwing his glass across the room and forcefully grabbing Wonder Woman with one hand while he groped her breast with the other. "Do I have the technique right?" he growled as he pinched her nipples through her robe.

"Steve, don't!" she whimpered, pushing him away.

Shoving his hand beneath the bathrobe, under her belt, he snapped angrily as he felt her up, "Why not? Why shouldn't I. After all, it's not like you're a virgin, or anything."

His words, spoken in anger, cut her to the quick. And she knew he was right. She went limp and stopped resisting him. "I can't fight you, Steve," She whimpered. There was really no way she could justify the thought of "saving herself," since everything there was to 'save' was gone.

And she had seen the result of the years spent avoiding intimate contact with men "lest she fall under the influence of a man's world". Diana believed that this law was simply designed to avoid the awakening of the "Amazon Curse". Obedience to the law had 'protected' her from Steve, who she loved, and from whom she really needed no 'protection'. But obedience to the law had given her no protection whatsoever from the German Colonel.

Tears flooded her eyes, but she didn't permit bitterness to enter her voice.

"No, I'm not a virgin," she faltered.

"No!" he shouted in her ear, suddenly releasing her and letting her fall to her knees. "You're not a virgin. That was obvious in Germany! It was obvious when you didn't even try to resist them!

Kneeling before him in abject humiliation, Diana sobbed, "And you're upset because they got what you wanted?"

"You're damned right I'm upset. You gave them what belonged to me! You gave them what should have been mine on our wedding night!"

"Steve, can you forgive me? I don't know what else to ask. I'll beg if you want me to." Her tears and obvious contrition had a intense effect on Steve. Although still imbued with fury and jealousy, her tears drew forth feelings he had been trying to crush beneath his feet ever since he saw --

"I don't think that would work, he snapped at her. "I keep remembering you - - - ", he fumbled for the correct words, "- - - servicing that Colonel and all of his troops."

"—because I gave them what you wanted." Diana observed.

"You're damned right." He spat at her. "You gave it to them. But for me - Oh no! When it came to me, you wouldn't even give me a proper kiss." He moved away from her toward the window, making an effort to appear that he was ignoring her.

Wonder Woman took a deep breath and made a conscious choice committing herself to a decision she had been contemplating ever since she had been released from the Germans.

Chapter 2 - Wonder Woman tries to reason with Steve.

Diana stood and walked to him. She put her hand on his shoulder and gently turned him too her. She brought her lips to him and kissed him deeply. Her arms slipped around his neck and his quickly moved around her waist and they both melded together. After an eternity, the kiss came to an end and Wonder Woman looked
deeply into Steve's eyes.

"Does that count as a 'proper kiss'?" she asked.

Immediately his back became rigid. "One kiss doesn't make up for everything that happened in Germany!" he growled at her, glaring. But somehow his glare was a little softer than it had been before.

She kissed him again, and felt him noticeably soften. Half way through the kiss, she sought his arm and tenderly pulled his hand forward, pressing it to her side. Then she drew it upward until it enveloped her breast!

Steve gasped as he realized that his hand was cupping that heavenly mound that had generated so many fantasies in his mind. Now it was here under his hand, and he gently squeezed, finding her nipple and trying to roll it between his fingers through the terrycloth of the robe.

Still pressing his hand to her breast as the kiss ended, Wonder Woman whispered into his ear, "Steve, I'm sorry for what happened in Germany and what you had to see. I'm sorry I behaved the way I did. What can I do to reassure you that You and you alone are the man that I love?"

Stiffening, he pulled his hand away from her breast. "There's nothing you can do that can erase my memories of what I saw in Germany!"

Diana looked extremely sad. She was no longer crying, but obvious misery contorted her face. "Can you forgive me, even though you have your memories?"

How could he forgive her? "I don't think so," he said with almost a sob in his voice. "I don't think I want to marry you any more!" Steve was becoming more vulnerable as his face contorted and revealed the inner pain he felt. "The woman I love couldn't give herself to - - - to them!"

The brutality of Steve's words pierced Diana's heart more cruelly than any sward. But she saw tears forming in Steve's eyes. Steve firmly believed that 'real men' don't cry. She didn't know what to say, but she knew that his defenses were crumbling as he spoke.

Suddenly clutching her to him, Steve whispered into her ear, "Watching you hurt me three ways!" She felt him tremble with emotion as he continued... "First, It hurts me to see any woman acting so wantonly. Second, It hurts me to see Wonder Woman act in such a depraved fashion: Wonder Woman, the symbol of virtue, the essence of purity, the ideal of womanhood." Looking deep into Diana's eyes. a single tear moved down Steve's face. "Third, - - - " He hesitated. Then finally he finished the sentence with venom dripping from every word. "Third, I can't tell you what it felt like to see - - - " more tears flooded into his eyes but he refused to turn away. He looked like he was almost ready to burst out in tears. "- - - to see the woman that - - -I love - - - spreading her legs like a whore in heat!"

"I can't change what you saw - - -", Wonder Woman saw him fury returning to his eyes. She consciously altered her wording. "I can't change what happened in Germany. I can only tell you that my love for you has not changed. You are truly the love of my life, and I want to share my life with you. I will do anything I can to prove that to you."

With that, she withdrew from him and his arms dropped limply to his side. Diana move toward the bedroom door, stopping half way there to turn and face him. They looked at each other across the distance that separated them.

"I love you, Steve," she repeated. "And I will do whatever you want me to."

Without any more words, Wonder Woman's hand went up to the string that closed the robe around her neck. Pulling the string, she loosened the bow, opening the knot. Her hands went to the belt of the robe, opening it, and she slid the terrycloth robe off of her shoulders, letting it drop.

Her hands crossed, grasping the chemise nightgown she was wearing and slowly raised the garment over her head and also dropped it to the floor.

With his mouth agape, Steve gazed on Wonder Woman's naked body, clad only in her bracelets, as she stood before him. Making no effort to cover her nudity, she stepped toward him and took his hand, raised it to her lips, and kissed it gently.

"I'll do anything that you want!" she repeated, and she led him to the bedroom like an adult would lead a child. pulling him behind her, dumbfounded. Steve knew what was happening, but he didn't know what was happening.

Chapter 3 - When Reasoning Fails. . . .

They moved to the side of the bed and Wonder Woman stopped, turning back to her lover, or at least to the man she truly wanted to be her lover. Her hands found the buttons on his shirt and soon, the shirt slipped from his shoulders.

Her eyes never leaving his, she found the buckle of his belt. Once unbuckled, she opened the buttons, and his pants dropped to the floor also. His heart was beating so hard that he was sure that she could hear it.

She left his boxers in place.

"I'm sorry I can't offer you my virginity, Steve. But I will offer you what I can."

"What's that?" Steve's voice was trembling and he was afraid to do anything, mostly because he didn't know what to do!

"I offer my love, my devotion, and my body to you, willingly and freely. I am offering my body, not because I am suffering from the Amazon curse, but rather because I want to give myself to you. For whatever it's worth, you are the only person I have ever said this to. It is by my own choice and of my own free will that I offer you everything that I can give. I have never made this offer before to anyone. To that extent, at least, and in that way, I am still a virgin.

"Come to bed with me!" she whispered to him. "I'll give you anything you want! I will do anything you want me to!" and she backed to the bed, drawing him with her. When her legs felt the bed behind her, she pulled down the covers, sat and lay back, pulling Steve to her. Obediently , he lay beside her.

Immediately, her hands found the waistband of his boxers and insistently pushed the boxers downwards. He kicked them from his ankles.

Both of then naked in bed together, a fantasy come true.

Steve rolled on top of Wonder Woman, not making any effort to think. Almost immediately, his penis found her opening and pressed into her. Both of them gasped at his entrance. She was dry, but she spread her legs to open the way for him. Without thinking, he pressed into her to the hilt and she welcomed him and accepted him into her depths.

Without thought or hesitation, he began pumping into her, ravenously demanding everything he could take from her, everything she could give him.

Although uncomfortable because she wasn't adequately lubricated, Diana thrust against him and her body quickly began forming the fluids needed to make their union easier. This was not the correct protocol for mating to take place between an Amazon princess and her consort. Although conscious of this breach in propriety, there was no doubt in Diana's mind that she and Steve were destined for each other and that she would not postpone their union any longer.

Moaning, she accepted this man into her depths with joy and eagerness that would rival any virgin bride in the world. Would Steve marry her? She didn't know! But she knew that she was in love with Steve and nothing, NOTHING! would ever again keep her from expressing that love in every way possible tonight, and every night that Steve wanted.

"I love you, Diana," Steve whispered so softly Diana could barely hear his words, as he gasped, and poured his seed deeply into her. Although she hadn't reached a climax yet, Diana celebrated her lover's orgasm and clenched her muscles, squeezing him, pressing into him, doing everything she could to extend his orgasm and encourage his ecstasy.

"I love you!" Came Steve's rasping, ragged words, and, still spasming deeply inside of her, Steve began sobbing.

As his climax peaked and passed, she whispered her response back into his ear. "I love you, too, Steve. Please believe that! Because, if I didn't, I certainly would not be here with you tonight!"

Gradually, Steve's breathing returned to normal and he collapsed onto her soft bosom. Diana held him tightly to her breast even as he softened inside of her. She was a little sore due to his impetuous thrusting before she had adequately lubricated, but she knew she would never mention it to Steve. She loved Steve with a fervor that only someone deeply in love can understand. If his love was gone as he had indicated, then she was willing to be his whore for as long as he wanted her. And she was willing to perform any perversion he wanted in order to keep him.

"Will it happen again?" Steve asked softly, his breath gently caressing her breasts.

Jarred out of her reverie, Diana asked, "Will what happen again?"

"The Amazon curse, If you get captured again, can they do . . ." Steve's words faltered. "Can they make you do," his voice choked, "can they make you do all those things again?"

Tears filled Diana's eyes and poured down her face. "I can't control it, Steve." She responded, wishing she could say something different. "That's why they call it a curse. If they simply attacked me, I could defend against that! But I have no defense when they - - -", she couldn't finish the sentence.

"Can't you just say no?" he asked.

A sob escaped from Diana and her chest heaved. "It doesn't work that way with Amazons. I'm different than a - an American Girl. In America, girls are raised alongside boys, and they learn about boys, men. Their mothers teach them how to behave, how to act, how to say no! An Amazon never meets a man unless she comes to live with them, like I did. That's probably why we have such strict rules about our contact with men. I . . ." Diana's voice began to choke up. Then she began sobbing in earnest. "I - don't know how to say no to a man. I never learned how!" Sobbing uncontrollably, Diana pressed her face against Steve. "I'm sorry, Steve!" and her body convulsed with sobs.

Now, it was Steve's turn to press her to him and comfort her as she wept disconsolately. Diana wept bitterly, and Steve gently pressed her to him as he stroked her hair and pressed his cheek against hers. Eventually, her tears spent themselves, and she began to relax in his arms, enjoying the warmth she felt in his embrace.

"Maybe I can help you," Steve suggested, curling Diana's hair around her ear.

"H . . . h . . . how?"

"Maybe I can help you say no."

Wonder Woman raised her head to look into his eyes. Tears had streaked her face. "Can you do that?"

Steve smiled. "I don't know. But for generations, mothers have been teaching their daughters. Maybe I can teach you. I'm willing to try if you are"

Diana gazed at him deeply, trying to comprehend the concept he was offering to teach her. Finally, she admitted to herself that she was unable to understand, and chose to accept him at his word. She nodded. "I will try to learn."

Suddenly a wild thought crossed her mind. Hastily she added, ". . . but not tonight! Tonight is one time I definitely do not want to say no!"

A silly broad grin crossed Steve's face. "I agree," he said. "We'll start the lessons tomorrow - or maybe the day after --. But as for tonight - I believe you promised to do anything I want . . ."

Epilog.

The lessons on 'how to say no' didn't start for a while. Steve had years of frustrations to work out and the more he worked on them, the more enjoyed the process of working on them! Finally, though, he did give Diana her lessons.

But not until later.

MUCH later!

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