Disclaimer - The following material is an original story written by Zeta Clark, containing characters owned and originated by DC Comics. The story was inspired by Episode 3 of the Wonder Woman television show which first aired on 1976 April 28. Please do not reproduce this story without this author's permission. Due to the very adult nature of the material, this story is solely intended for the free enjoyment of adult readers.
Note from the author (2014 June 8) - I cannot deny the amazing hold that the 1970's Wonder Woman television show has had over me. Watching such a powerful heroine fall victim each week to mere mortals greatly fueled my early submissive fantasies. I'm sure many of you remember the following scene from "Fausta, the Nazi Wonder Woman". Of course, I've added a bit more sex and bondage to the encounter. But I'm fairly certain we all have had similar ideas of how the episode should have really played out.
Wonder Woman - First Impressions
by Zeta Clark
"I'm sure you are wondering which of my beautiful friends is the real Wonder Woman," said the tall man in charge of the war bond rally. Diana had no way of knowing that Mueller was really part of Operation Frauline, a nefarious Nazi plan to capture and study her for the German war effort. She watched the man dressed in an American soldier's uniform point to a nearby bench press. The workout bench was in clear view of guests like Colonel Trevor and the general's secretary Etta.
"Now ladies, pick up the barbell and we'll find out," said Mueller, dressed in an American officer's uniform.
Diana gave the other woman a quick glance over. Wonder Woman assumed that Fausta had simply been some actress the government hired for the rally. Unfortunately, the heroine was unaware that this Wonder Woman had been the one who set this trap for her. Like the audience, Diana was convinced that having two Wonder Women was merely a publicity stunt designed to raise money and awareness for the war overseas.
Extending out her right arm, Fausta indicated that she wanted Diana to have the first chance at lifting the weights. Wonder Woman graciously turned her offer down, extending her left arm in a show of courtesy to her opponent. The confident heroine knew that she could top anything the other woman did. Diana was the REAL Wonder Woman after all.
Except for a minute difference in their body dimensions, and the fact that one of them wore a cape, the two women looked remarkably similar, thought Diana. The other lady even wore similar accessories as her. The war department had done a wonderful job of researching her in detail, at least in matching her outfit. Wonder Woman was quite confident that no one in the audience would be able to tell these two women apart, as long as they continued to wear the golden masks that were issued to them. She was sure that not even Steve would be able to pick out the real her.
As the contest started, Diana watched Fausta grip the loaded barbell with both hands and lift it into the air. Wonder Woman gave her opponent a respectful nod as the audience awed at the imposter's spectacular display of strength. A few seconds later, the heroine took her turn. She strolled over to the bench press and grabbed the bar with just her right hand. This would be a simple task, she thought. But before she could move the bar, a trap door beneath her feet opened.
The audience laughed as they naively believing this was just part of the show. As the trap door closed above her, Diana heard Mueller joking, "Well that Wonder Woman's strength didn't even match the weight of the barbell."
Underneath the cleverly constructed stage, a Nazi agent placed a chloroformed soaked rag over the startled and confused Wonder Woman's face. The heroine was forced to breathe in a hefty dose of debilitating fumes, and immediately she felt its effects take its toll. She struggled weakly as the Nazi agent threw off her mask and secured the soaked cloth back over her mouth and nose again. Wonder Woman felt her lasso being removed and draped around her upper body. The rope glistened and rubbed lightly against her smooth chest.
"Quick, tell me how to I make you helpless and take you prisoner?" ordered the stranger as he pressed the rag tightly over Diana's mouth. With each additional breath taken, Wonder Woman fell deeper into her cage of chloroform. Worse, Diana felt compelled to answer his last question truthfully as her lasso's influence took effect. She looked up at her captor with sleep filled eyes. Her inability to concentrate and the overwhelming power of her own lasso forced her to reveal her weakness to him.
"Remove... my magic belt," said Wonder Woman in her dazed state.
"Is that the key to your strength?" he inquired. He yanked the heroine's arms over her head and secured her wrists together with one end of her magic lasso. He held on to the other end tightly and waited for the captured heroine to answer.
"Yes... away from my home on Para- Paradise Island," the heroine replied. She immediately felt her godlike strength disappear as the agent ripped the belt away from her waist.
"Good. Now is it also true that with your lasso I can compel you to do other things as well...more than to just tell the truth?" coughed the agent.
"Yes," replied a confused and groggy Wonder Woman, not expected a question like that.
"Excellent. Then I order you to stop struggling against me. You will not call for help, try to run away, or resist me while they are finishing with the rally. And as we wait, you will do whatever I order you to do. Do you understand, Wonder Woman?"
"Yes," Diana reluctantly nodded. Her will to resist evaporated almost as quickly as her strength had.
The agent seized the top of Diana's red and gold bustier and slowly pulled it down. The part of her outfit which once covered her amazing breasts was now relocated to her midsection, leaving her wonderful titties exposed and vulnerable. The virtuous heroine was repulsed to find the agent's hand gingerly massaging her left breast. Because of his early commands, however, she was unable to muster the strength to fend off his advance. Slowly her nipple became more erect and flush as the stranger drew circles on and around it with his thumb. Her other nipple was soon greeted with the cold and slimy touch of his tongue as the foreign agent placed his lips over her other breast, gorging on her sweet delights. Instinctively, she arched her chest forward, offering him more of her precious bosom. She felt the agent straddling her sides after having her slender legs pressed together. Her back was then pressed hard against the dirt floor beneath her. With her arms bound above her head and her breasts stripped bare, the defenseless super heroine never looked sexier or more fuckable.
Wonder Woman gritted her teeth tightly as her breasts continued to shamefully and obediently follow the agent's every despicable movement. Her firm and delicate mounds seemed perfectly sized for the German's sweaty palms and his deft fingers. Her limber tits were teasingly shimmied up and down, and run in circular motions, like simple play things.
Even with people just a few meters away, the heroine was unable to call for help as the vile man fervently groped and manhandled her tender chest curves. The mighty Wonder Woman had been completely overpowered and defeated by her own lasso's magic. She might have been able to resist it, had she been at full strength and was in full control of her mental state. Unfortunately, the double threat of having her belt removed and also having been chloroformed made resisting against the lasso's commands nearly impossible. All she could do now was let the lecherous man touch and degrade her body further.
Wonder Woman remained helplessly still as her attacker stood up and pulled down his pants and underwear. She could see his erection was quite pronounced already. But it seemed to throb and enlarge more with anticipation of what was to come. This, more than anything, frightened her in a way that she was not accustomed to. She soon felt the weight of the man on top of her again. The wrinkles of his balls rubbed against the smoothness of her outfit as his legs cradled the righteous heroine on either side of her hips.
"Press your tits together for me," the agent ordered. He spat on her chest as the heroine complied with his wishes.
Wonder Woman soon felt the man's stiff penis slide in and out of the channel that had been formed between her pushed in cleavage. The German soldier grunted as he rocked back and forth over her. The sensual friction of her smooth silky skin against his manhood certainly delighted the foul agent. Sensing that this was doing nothing to excite her, however, he quickly ordered Wonder Woman to play with her nipples while he continued to tit-fuck her.
Once again, the heroine obeyed without complaint. She felt herself pressing her legs tighter as her pussy moistened. With each passing second, a patch of wetness on the starry blue part of her outfit grew. As commanded, her nimble fingers masterfully went to work on the tips of her breasts. Diana calmed her mounting sexual tension by allowing a wave of pleasure to ripple through her body. She continued to fondle herself in a way that only she knew how, knowing exactly the right amount of pressure to apply to her nipples, as well as the rhythm to use. The marvelous Wonder Woman let out a soft whimper which the German pretended was the result of his actions and not hers. She closed her heavy eyelids as the agent continued to pass his manhood through her cleavage tunnel.
"Ohhhh...Hera, forgive me," whispered the sexually charged super heroine as she gave into to her debaser instincts. She pulled her head back as another wave of pleasure poured over her sweat soaked body. Tiny droplets of moisture formed all over her and pooled in her many sensual recesses. Unrestricted, her arousal level rose as her inhibitions crashed. She let out another soft moan, and found herself unable to stop gratifying herself sexually. She heard laughter from outside the enclosed area under the stage. Though obviously not directed toward her, the laughing gave her recent descent into debauchery a sense of finality. It also provided that biting sting of public humiliation that only a defeated hero could experience. In her weakened and chloroformed state, she pleaded with Aphrodite and Athena to give her the strength to overcome this perverseness. More importantly, she prayed for them to give her the power to resist her own lasso's tremendous hold over her.
"St.stop this," Diana demanded, feeling some of her strength returning.
The agent merely rose to his feet. She watched helplessly as he produced a small bottle from his pocket to refresh his chloroform cloth. Grabbing her lasso once more, he ordered her to take a deep breath of the potent chemical. Weakened again, Wonder Woman collapsed into the agent's arms as he sat down beside her. Her bound wrists were repositioned behind her neck, with her elbows bent and placed to either side of her head. This awkward configuration made it look like she was performing pushups. Carefully, the Nazi then drove his penis into the groggy heroine's unsuspecting mouth. He commanded her to orally finish what he had started earlier with her tits.
"And don't bite," added the agent. Gripping the lasso tightly, he used its incredibly strength and durability to leverage Wonder Woman's arms and head to rock back and forth, causing the inexperienced heroine to performing oral sex on him.
Compelled to obey and depowered like never before, Wonder Woman didn't have many options left. Her luscious red lips slowly parted around the man's girth. She was definitely not comfortable or familiar with the taste a man's cock in her mouth. But like before, she was powerless to defend herself on any level that would make a difference. The heroine felt the agent's member inch its way deep into her oral cavity like a powerful piston rod trying to reach its way to the back of her throat. At first, Diana struggled to find the right combination of sucking and movement to properly satisfy her attacker. But eventually, with some goading and direction from the agent; she managed to find her way.
Always the quick study, Diana soon was able to perform oral sex without the heinous man's further instructions. With her wrists still bound together, she moved her arms in front of her. Compelled by her lasso, the heroine possessed an uncontrollable desire to fulfill the agent's orders. She willingly gripped the base of his shaft with both hands and slowly lowered her mouth over his penis. Her moist lips closely followed the contours of the agent's manhood as she sank herself halfway down its length. She slowly moved back to its tip before going down again. After a few repeated head bobs, the lovely heroine made the sweetest sucking sound as she removed herself from the man's cock. She ran her tongue around his cockhead and paused a moment before giving his tip the most erotic and tender of kisses. She then ran the wet tongue along the outside of the agent's stiff erection. Playfully and seductively, she let it brush against the folds of his foreskin and veins running the length of his manhood.
She closed her eyes and swallowed the man's erection once more. This time, the heroine focused her attention on the man's cockhead, not dropping any more than a few centimeters from the tip of the drool covered penis. With short deliberate thrusts, she caused the German soldier to moan softly with delight. The seductive sight of such a beautiful woman sucking him off was almost enough by itself to make him cum. But then add the fact that Wonder Woman's bare breasts were still quite visible to him during the process, and he was unable to hold back his climax.
Diana began to taste something tangy and salty in her mouth. It was not enjoyable or pleasant, so she quickly tried to spit it out. The agent immediately grabbed her head, however, and shoved his spurting cock down her throat. She was forced to swallow his warm, sperm-filled cum without even an explanation as to what it was. Wonder Woman was then tossed onto her back once more. Her chest was compressed by the weight of the German as he lay on top of the raven-haired beauty. Diana felt the strange man kiss her lips before he repositioned himself between her outstretched legs. He gently grabbed the fabric above her crotch, which was well soaked with Wonder Woman's wetness, and simply moved it to the side. Her clean-shaven pussy was now exposed and defenseless before the heroine's captor.
Her lower lips were pink and produced the honeyed scent of the best Amazonian nectar. Diana shifted slightly as the agent's wet tongue probed the outer edges of her opening. She let out a soft moan while her leg muscles tensed briefly in response to the surprise intrusion. The heroine felt her captor's rough hands pull her well-toned legs apart to allow him greater access to her womanly goods.
"Mmmmm," she groaned as she felt his tongue penetrate her insides. Her hips gave a quick involuntary thrust upward before collapsing. Her sense of touch was overwhelmed by the assault of his tongue inside her conquered body. The experience made her long for the days back on Paradise Island, when she and her sisters practiced similar exercises on one another. The Amazonian found this experience far less enjoyable though. She soon noticed that this encounter didn't have any of the compassion or the tenderness that her sisters would share. It was more akin to a wild animal attack.
"Turn over," ordered the agent, taking hold of her lasso again.
The heroine once again obediently complied with his command. She felt his hands on her hips as he pulled them upward. She was now on her knees, leaning forward with her amazing ass in the air. Wonder Woman felt the agent caressing her backside as her bare chest now rested on the dirt floor. Her tied wrists were pulled behind her back securely. The agent ordered her to look back at him so she could watch all the heinous acts that he was about to perform on her.
Wonder Woman obeyed, feeling the German entering her from behind like a German Rottweiler raping a bitch in heat. The tip of his fat penis rubbed against her inner walls as he pushed his way forward. His foreskin created a terrifying sensation that Diana was unfamiliar with. The shock of not knowing what was happening to her, cause the heroine to gasp slightly and blush. His five-inch cock easily infiltrated the deepest recesses of her well lubed vagina. Her lasso's power rendered all her resistance useless by now. Using a myriad of swift thrusts, the agent took advantage of his amazing situation and assaulted Diana's virtue with boundless gusto, as if destroying this American symbol of power was his own patriotic duty.
At first, the sexy heroine winced and reared up slightly with each of the agent's forceful entries. As she became more and more accustom to his feel, however, her defiant grunts of discomfort soon became whimpers of released sexual energy. Her angry turned to hopelessness, and then to humiliating acceptance. Worse for her, Wonder Woman became undeniably aware of her lasso's role in all this. That ultimate realization of futility led to the escape of a low uncontrolled moan from her lips as her captor grabbed her ass cheeks tightly and rammed his member deep inside the gorgeous super heroine's body.
"Ohhhh...ahhhh," bemoaned the shamed Champion of the Amazons to the rhythm of the man fucking her from behind. Her tired eyes watered up as several shameful tears slowly ran down her face. Her tears unabashedly revealed her embarrassment and her sexual joy as an intense pleasing feeling built up between her legs.
"Aaaaahhhhha...oooo...stop this," demanded Wonder Woman, fearing the inevitable approach of her climax. "Just...ahhh...let me go...ooh...free."
"You should be thankful for this preview of your upcoming life, frauline," said the crooked man. He grabbed Diana by the waist and dragged her down on her side. Her backside was pressed against his pelvis in a very tantalizing way. The German pulled off one of the heroine's bright red boots and lifted her leg up by the ankle. To the heroine's dismay, she felt the agent's cock sliding right back into her sore and overly stimulated peach. "This is all you'll have to look forward to."
"Hunnnhhh...unnnfff...augghhh," groaned the disheveled damsel as the man wrapped his arm around her and gyrate his hips back and forth into her box. Her attempts to maintain or salvage what little dignity remained, only strengthened her rapist resolve. His mission was to now utterly defeat and humiliate this pathetic heroine. Emboldened greatly, he began to pick up his pace, which caused Wonder Woman to grunt and gasp even more. Diana heard the unfamiliar sound of his body slapping against hers. It reminded her of the low clopping sounds that trotting horses made. With each clop and slap, there was a corresponding explosion of pleasure that raced through her, which threatened to destroy her already shattered and broken will.
"Great Hera...noooo!" Wonder Woman tried to cry out as the agent's manhood plowed through her tight pussy. Diana's intense outburst of arousal was immediately muffled by another application of the chloroform cloth over her mouth and nose. Immediately, she fell quiet, empowering her attacker to continue his rape of the stunning knockout. He eventually let the rag fall and then began fondling Wonder Woman's tits once more, as he devilishly fucked the breathtakingly beautiful woman. She couldn't help but feel his throbbing erection against the walls of her splendid snatch.
"Unnnff...onnnfff...augghhh," Diana weakly grunted. She was barely on the edge of consciousness now. But even in her sleepy state, she could still feel her tits being squeezed by the agent as he punished her pussy mercilessly. The diabolical man then did something that Diana never expected. The super heroine gasped and threw her head back as the agent rubbed his three longest fingers against her sensitive clit. Shocked back awake, she bucked wildly several times like a young filly as he played with her hooded lady impishly. Once again, her lasso's implanted commands prevented her from attempt to escape this demeaning ordeal.
Her beautifully bare breasts bounced up and down as Diana reacted with the involuntary spasms of her muscles. She rolled her eyes back as a wave of lustful desire nearly sent her into unconsciousness. A white creamy fluid began to slowly flow out of her as she came all over the agent's pounding cock. She threw her shoulder's back and slowly looked back at her rapist. She unexpectedly rewarded him with a passionate kiss as he pleasured her with his cock and fingers. She leaned against his chest and let another wave of erotic delight wash over her. She tilted her head to one side and cooed as the agent fondled her breasts and fucked her pussy hard.
The agent smirked at her display of helplessness and defeat. Using the power of her own lasso once more, he completed his dominance over her by ordering the heroine to completely surrender to him physically. He moaned softly as Diana's vaginal muscles became like a series of tiny firecrackers up and down his cock. Just as she was about to let out a moan of her own, Diana felt the agent place his now familiar hand over her mouth. Her cries of sexual release were muted by his hand as she began to shake uncontrollably. Tiny sexual volcanos erupted within her as every one of her erogenous zones released their pent-up sexual energy.
The rally outside concluded just as the helpless heroine was inexorably forced to endure the full onslaught of her magically-induced climaxes. Loud clapping and whistling could be heard beyond the wooden boards of the stage. Strangely, this made it seem like the nearby audience was cheering on the agent's conquest over the heroine and her pitiful defeat to her own sexual high. He was thankful though that their applause easily drowned out the enfeebled heroine's sensual moans and wails. He had no idea the heroine would react so intensely.
The agent quickly reached down for his rag again and placed it over her mouth, knowing that eventually the crowd would quiet down again. With the cloth firmly in place, he allowed Wonder Woman's muffled screams of joy and sexual bliss to continue. When her body finally calmed down, the agent boldly gave his captive a few victorious thrusts of his hips into her to remember their unbelievable encounter by. He kissed Diana's luscious lips once again and got the heroine ready for the next part of Fausta's plan.
"Could this chloroform keep you unconscious?" asked the agent. He tidied up Diana's uniform, and wiped her clean with the other side of his chloroform cloth. He made sure that only he and Diana would ever know what transpired between them under this stage. Diana remained blissfully motionless in his arms. She opened her eyes briefly, but was too weak to even lift her head. The once confident and powerful Wonder Woman was now as pathetic and defenseless as any of the many sex slave that the Third Reich owned.
"Yes," the exhausted and beaten heroine replied.
"Sleep peacefully, Wonder Woman, you will wake in The Fatherland," said the agent as he refreshed his chloroform cloth and gave Diana another powerful dose. Wonder Woman finally allowed herself to completely surrender to the chloroform, blacking out slowly. The agent then dragged her wonderfully unconscious body to the nearby car where Mueller and Fausta were waiting, unaware of Wonder's Woman's first impression of the Operation Frauline.
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