DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR OTHERWISE
UNDERAGE WHERE YOU LIVE. This story contains violence, sexual intercourse,
bondage, discipline, humiliation, and a notable lack of knowledge on how the
prostitution/porn industries actually work.
Wonder Woman is property of DC
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authors claim to make any profit off of this story.
(One) Author's Note: Well,
sometimes, dreams do come true, don't they? I've been a longtime fan of this
site, but especially the works of Dark One. It was be several long, tortuous
years, however, before I finally worked up the courage (and writing skills) to
actually co-write a super heroine erotica story with him. But when I did? This
is what resulted. It'll only be the start of my career in super heroine
erotica, but looking back on it, I'm not too ashamed of it. Yet.
A version of this story was posted
on Dark's LiveJournal several days ago, but this one is somewhat different. It
features all of our original formatting in place (italics, boldings and all),
which LJ ate because it uses a different text system or something. That aside,
fun game for those of you playing along at home: can you tell which parts each of us wrote?
(Also, the elements at the beginning
of the third part of this story were more or less lifted directly from material
written elsewhere on the 'net by authors wedgeyman and Spider-Slut. They have
said they don't mind my borrowing it, as long as they are given proper credit.)
Kindly send all feedback to either clifford.cao@gmail.com or to dark_one@live.com.
Wonder
Woman/Invisible Woman: The More Things Change
By
Disciple and Dark One
"Sue."
"Diana."
"I see you're
still running around in that bodypaint."
"I see
you still haven't gotten rid of the swimsuit."
Wonder Woman
placed her hands on her hips and glared. The Amazon stood five-foot-eleven, with
baby blue eyes and long raven hair that fell to her upper back. Her face, with
its small, upturned nose and high cheekbones, indicated a hint of royal descent
– which was fitting for a princess of Paradise Island. Her body was at
once voluptuous, muscular, and lithe, with sizable breasts, a toned belly, and
mile-long legs. As usual, the Amazon was attired in her world-famous super
heroine costume: red bustier with gold trim and golden eagle decoration over
the chest, blue star-spangled shorts, and red boots that each sported a single
white stripe running up the front and five-inch stiletto heels. A golden tiara
with a red star in its center encircled her forehead, while the indestructible
Amazonian bracelets encircled her wrists. Last, but not least, the famed Golden
Girdle of Hippolyte rested around her narrow waist and upon her wide hips, the
equally famous Lasso of Truth hanging from its side.
The
Invisible Woman crossed her arms and shot back a glare of her own, tilting her
head slightly as she did so. At five-foot-ten, she possessed deep green eyes
and light blond shoulder-length hair. Though she was of mundane human descent,
the aspects and contours of her face and body – especially her chest
– would still have rendered most supermodels green with envy, and there
were more than a few rumors going around about how only extraterrestrial
radiation could have given an ordinary human woman such endowments. Her
simultaneously attractive and athletic form was wrapped in her trademark
skintight sky-blue uniform, which sported a navy-blue collar and a circular
emblem over its chest sporting the famed "4" logo. The rest of her
costume consisted of elbow-length gloves, boots with five-inch stiletto heels,
and a simple belt with a silver buckle – all the same navy-blue as her
uniform's collar.
For what
felt like an eternity, the two super heroines silently regarded one another
beneath the night sky, neither willing to give up ground. Then, finally, Wonder
Woman broke the standoff.
"SoÉ
fancy meeting you here."
"Same
to you."
"Come
here often?"
"Oh,
noÉ just following a case, is all."
"So am
I."
"Wow.
Small world."
As one, the
two heroines turned to regard their real target: the two-story building at the
end of the street. On the surface, it looked like an ordinary, trendy fashion
boutique, closed for the day. Above its front door was a sign loudly (and
somewhat obnoxiously) proclaiming "MADAME BOWEN'S BOUTIQUE".
But looks
were deceiving, as both of the super heroines knew, and knew well. And the
fashion boutique in question was quite the master of deception. By day, it
masqueraded as a perfectly legitimate business. But by night - if the
underworld's whisperings were to be believed - it was a hub of white slaver
activity. Its owners supposedly masterminded the kidnappings of young,
beautiful women from across the country, organizing them to be shipped and sold
into pornography, prostitution, or worse.
The two
heroines had both met the proprietor of the boutique - the aging but still
graceful Madame Bowen - several times, both during and after the shop's opening
hours. And each time, they'd picked up absolutely nothing in the way of
incriminating evidence. If Madame Bowen was indeed guilty, then she was an
expert at covering her tracks.
"So...
no backup tonight?" Wonder Woman observed. "You don't usually work
alone."
"I
could say the same of you," the Invisible Woman smirked. "No Batman,
no Superman..."
A smirk
played across Wonder Woman's lips, thought the Amazon's baby blues flashed with
decidedly less playfulness. "Some of us don't need MEN butting in on a
case that only women could understand, and properly administer punishment
for."
The
Invisible Woman gave a similar smirk. "Yes, SOME of us don't."
At that,
Wonder Woman cocked an eyebrow. "You do know that that word on the street
is that Madame Bowen might be a sorceress, a practitioner of the magical arts?
I think I've had more experience with those than you."
The Amazon's
blond rival didn't even flinch. "Yes, and other rumors indicate that
Madame Bowen might have mutant abilities. Which I don't think are quite your
department, now are they?"
Wonder Woman
made a gracious-looking gesture toward the boutique. "Well, shall
we?"
Instead of
accepting the gesture, the Amazon's fellow costumed crimefighter mirrored
Wonder Woman's positions. "Age before beauty."
The Amazing
Amazon gave a noise of amusement, and accepted the gesture, proudly stepping
forward with her head held high and her chest thrust out just a bit further.
But as she passed the Invisible Woman, she made a quiet statement that the
blond heroine nevertheless heard quite clearly.
"Pearls
before swine."
Almost
instantly, the Invisible Woman felt a furious, warm rush of red come over her
face. The blond super heroine, however, held it in check. She - and Wonder Woman
- were here tonight to check out the rumors and reports surrounding the
boutique, and - if necessary - deliver justice to any criminals they might
find. Nothing more.
The blonde
crossed her arms, and silently watched Wonder Woman's retreating form for a few
seconds. The Amazon was quickly but subtly making her way over to the boutique,
traversing through alleys and sticking to the shadows whenever possible. Every
so often, she was forced to climb up to and cross a rooftop or two, but it was
late, and the night was overcast, so her chances of being spotted were low. She
was quite good at being subtle, the Invisible Woman had to admit.
"Too
bad I'm better."
And with
that, the shapely blonde took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and concentrated.
A hum of energy covered her body from head to toe, and when she opened her eyes
again and looked into the reflection of a nearby shop window, she saw
absolutely nothing besides the street itself, and the buildings behind her. As
was to be expected.
The now-invisible
heroine then tapped into her other trademark ability, and conjured up a
disk-shaped force field roughly five feet in diameter. She nimbly hopped onto
the force field, only stumbling a little from the stiletto heels on her boots.
Once she had confirmed her center of balance, the blond heroine issued another
mental command, and the force field levitated a good distance into the air,
carrying her with it. Then, once she was floating above all of the rooftops in
the area, she zeroed in on Madame Bowen's once more, and directed the force
field to "fly" toward the two-story building.
Her will was
the force field's command, and soon, she found herself swiftly - but smoothly -
zooming toward the boutique. Right down the middle of the street. Wonder Woman
might have had a head start on her, but she, unlike the Amazon, didn't need to
hide in the shadows. There could have been a full moon out with an utterly
cloudless sky, and it wouldn't have affected her stealth one bit.
About a
minute later, the Invisible Woman had reached her target. Another quick mental
command had the force field beneath her stilettos steadily descending, until
she was hovering just a foot or two above the street. She was now in a dingy,
poorly-lit back alley - the one that ran right behind the boutique, as a matter
of fact. Nothing but gravel, a few walls, and a Dumpster to keep her company.
Oh, and the
tall, proud figure of Wonder Woman, of course. Standing about a foot in front
of her, and facing a wall containing what the Invisible Woman assumed was the
boutique's back door.
The blond
heroine felt a slight spark of annoyance at the sight of the Amazon - despite
all of her own advantages, Wonder Woman had managed to win their little
"race". A second glance at the raven-maned heroine, though, mollified
the Invisible Woman a bit. Even though Wonder Woman had her back to her, she
could tell that the Amazon was visibly panting, and trying her best to show off
with a proud, triumphant super heroine stance. Hands on hips, chest thrust out,
booted feet apart. The whole nine yards. She might have won, but it hadn't been
an easy victory.
Suddenly,
the Amazon turned around, her eyes meeting the blonde's. Involuntarily, the
Invisible Woman flinched, but soon relaxed when Wonder Woman turned away from
her and began combing over the entire area with those baby blues.
Finally,
satisfied that she was alone in the alley, the Amazon resumed her original
stance, unknowingly turning her back on the Invisible Woman once more.
"Hera,
that was invigorating..." the Amazon breathed as she began to approach the
door before her. "But perhaps I should go a bit easier on her the next
time... I can't really expect such a small-time heroine to keep up with an
Amazon's physique..."
Another rush
of anger poured into the Invisible Woman, and the blonde soon felt her face
heating up twice as quickly as it had before. The invisible heroine, still
standing on her hovering force field, slowly floated toward the unaware Amazon,
intent on giving that condescending bitch a piece of her mind.
Then, just
as she was mere inches away from Wonder Woman, a truly evil thought popped into
the blonde's head. She looked down, past Wonder Woman's golden girdle, and saw
the Amazon's luscious rear, so tantalizingly wrapped up in those blue, star-spangled
shorts of hers.
Quickly, and
stealthily, a pair of gloved hands reached out, grabbed the waistband of those
shorts, and yanked straight up.
"Aaaaaaiiiieeee!!!"
Wonder
Woman, as it turned out, was lighter than she looked. So the Invisible Woman
put her back into it, and pulled the Amazon's star-spangled shorts up with all
her might. Then, for some added fun, the blond heroine mentally commanded the
force field beneath her feet to begin rising again. As she began to rise, she
pulled Wonder Woman up with her, and soon, Wonder Woman's booted feet had left
the ground. In a matter of seconds, the Amazon Princess found herself being
hoisted a good several feet into the air. The raven-maned heroine was
desperately kicking her mile-long legs, but to no avail - unbeknownst to the
Amazon, her invisible tormentor was floating too high above her for her wild,
unfocused kicks to strike.
A sadistic
grin began to spread across the Invisible Woman's face as she watched that blue
fabric wedge itself tightly into Wonder Woman's pussy and ass. Knowing her
background, that pampered little princess had probably never gotten a wedgie in
her life. Well, she was here to fix that, here and now!
For her
part, Wonder Woman was absolutely stunned. Her lower regions were on fire, and
her eyes were crossing from the sheer pain. More than that, however, the
Amazing Amazon was absolutely shocked at the very nature of her current
situation. She had always been dimly aware of the schoolyard humiliation known
as a "wedgie", but she had never expected that it would happen
to her,
the number-one super heroine in the country and the world.
Suddenly,
the raven-maned heroine heard a familiar, mocking voice, coming from a spot
somewhere directly above her head:
"Who's the
small-time heroine now, Wonder Woman? Or maybe Wedgied Wench is more appropriate!
Hahaha!"
Instantly,
Wonder Woman's baby blues narrowed in rage. With cold, calculated motion, the
Amazing Amazon focused all of her strength into her right arm, and swiftly
thrust her elbow up and back. That elbow strike, true to her Amazon instincts,
hit its mark dead-on.
"UGH!"
This time,
it was the Invisible Woman's turn to cross eyes. The blond heroine doubled up
as her glance traveled down to the source of her sudden agony: the elbow
planted firmly in her groin. Almost immediately, her grip slackened, and the
blonde felt the waistband in her gloved hands begin to slip away.
But that wasn't even the worst of it. Almost immediately afterward, the Invisible
Woman realized that there was no longer anything beneath her booted feet - that
blow to her crotch must have jarred her concentration enough for her force
field to vanish!
Approximately
one millisecond later, the blond heroine felt herself plunging through the air
like a stone in water.
Mercifully
enough, the Invisible Woman didn't have a long way to fall. Before she could
think and concentrate enough to conjure up another force field - before she
could even open her mouth to scream - the shapely blonde hit the hard,
unforgiving ground beneath her. Bottom first.
Slowly, the
Invisible Woman got back to her wobbly feet, groaning softly all the while. She
had taken worse blows in her long career as a super heroine, but rarely two of
them in such rapid succession. The blond heroine blinked rapidly, trying to get
all of the spots out of her eyes. Slowly, those spots faded... only to be
replaced by the sight of a certain Amazon, standing tall and crossing her arms
with a smug look on her face.
Just the
sight of it pissed the Invisible Woman off.
"You
know," the blond heroine said slowly. "I'm starting to feel this
investigation only needs ONE of us."
"No
argument there," the Amazon replied. "So ONE of us ought to trim the
dead weight, don't you think?"
The
Invisible Woman clenched her fists, a cocky smirk crossing her face. "Your
funeral."
Wonder Woman
narrowed her eyes, one hand surreptitiously creeping toward the golden lasso
hanging from her hip. "My thoughts exactly."
And without any
further warning, the Amazon swiftly took the Lasso of Truth into her hand and
cast it toward her blond opponent. The Invisible Woman swerved to the side,
narrowly avoiding getting caught in the lasso's loop.
While the
Amazon grit her teeth and drew back her lasso, the Invisible Woman raised a
gloved hand into the air. A half-dozen semitransparent force fields emerged
from thin air - each the size of a fist, and all of them shaped roughly like
bullets. Bullets aimed straight at Wonder Woman.
The blond heroine
swept her arm, and all six of the projectiles sailed straight toward Wonder
Woman. Cursing, the Amazon jumped to the side, dodging three of them. The other
three changed course in mid-air, homing in on the raven-maned beauty's new
location.
"Fool,"
Wonder Woman said softly, the smirk returning to her face. Without missing a
beat, the Amazon Princess crossed her arms in front of her chest, fists
pointing up. The three projectiles harmlessly bounced off of her indestructible
bracelets, one-by-one.
CLANG!
CLANG! CLANG!
But in
dealing with her opponent's assault, Wonder Woman had taken her eyes off of
that opponent for a split-second. And that was all the Invisible Woman needed.
When Wonder Woman turned her attention back to the spot where the blonde had been
standing, she saw nothing.
Wonder Woman
cursed again, and quickly turned her head every-which-way, scanning her
surroundings with her sharp Amazon eyes. The Invisible Woman's powers were
formidable, but they didn't make the blonde totally undetectable. Sooner or
later, she would have to-
Suddenly,
the Amazing Amazon's sixth sense blared. Without thinking, the raven-maned
heroine whirled around and backhanded the space behind her. She was rewarded
with the feeling of the back of her hand making contact with soft, vulnerable
flesh. In the same instant, she heard a sweet, sweet sound.
"Agh!"
The backhand
hadn't been that hard, but it still threw the Invisible Woman for a loop. Which
was only logical, given the Wonder Woman's Amazon strength. The blond heroine
tumbled off of her force field platform, which she had been riding a moment ago
as a way of sneaking up on Wonder Woman from above and behind. Again.
"Really,
the same thing twice in one night?" Wonder Woman sneered, hands on hips.
"You're even more of a one-trick pony than I thought."
The
Invisible Woman met the Amazon's sneer as she cradled her struck cheek.
"Why mess with a winning formula? And speaking of winning..."
Wonder Woman
tensed her muscles once more, ready to dodge - or block - whatever the Invisible
Woman was about to throw at her. But to her surprise, no force fields appeared
near the Invisible Woman's hands this time.
Because they
were too busy appearing beneath the Amazon's booted feet.
"What
the...?!" the Amazon exclaimed as she suddenly felt herself rising into
the air. The raven-maned beauty felt an unusual point of pressure beneath each
of her soles, and realized soon afterward that the Invisible Woman had just
lifted her into the air with two force field "stilts". And each of
those stilts was, by the feel of it, far slimmer than the soles of her boots
were.
The Amazing
Amazon helplessly teetered atop the new platform, arms outstretched and waving
wildly. Even with the balance exercises that had been part of her warrior
training, staying atop the "stilts" was no easy feat. And it was
getting less easy by the second.
"What's
the matter, Wondie?" the Invisible Woman taunted. "Scared of
heights?"
Before
Wonder Woman could retort, the Invisible Woman snapped her fingers, willing
away the force field "stilts". Immediately after, the raven-maned
Amazon plunged straight down, from a height even greater than the one that the
Invisible Woman herself had fallen from.
However, to
the blond heroine's surprise and dismay, Wonder Woman's Amazon reflexes kicked
in just in time. In midair, seconds before she was about to hit the ground, the
Amazon maneuvered her entire body upside-down so that she would land in a
handstand. Then, as soon as her hands hit the ground, the Amazon bounced into
the air and performed a backflip, landing with her booted feet on the ground
once more.
The
Invisible Woman was so enthralled, in fact, that she failed to notice the
Amazon reaching up and removing her tiara during that backflip. And in the same
instant that Wonder Woman's feet hit the ground, the Amazon flung that tiara
straight toward her blond opponent.
"Whoa!"
the heroine gasped as she narrowly ducked the tiara. She then raised her head
back up to taunt Wonder Woman's aim, but was cut short by the metal projectile
suddenly plowing into the back of her head. Fortunately, she was on the
receiving end of the blunt part, instead of the sharp edges, but it was still a
powerful impact.
As the
Invisible Woman slumped, a smirking Wonder Woman charged forward, closing the
distance between the two of them. As soon as she reached her opponent, the
Amazon grabbed the Invisible Woman by the collar and slammed a knee into the
blonde's stomach. Followed by an elbow to the collarbone. And a good
old-fashioned headbutt, for good measure.
CRACK!
The
Invisible Woman fell to her knees, groaning pitifully.
"Should've
done your homework," Wonder Woman sneered as she retrieved her tiara and
placed it back upon her head. "This tiara isn't just a fashion statement.
It works as a boomerang, too!"
"Good
to know," the Invisible Woman spat, blinking back tears. "And just so
you know, I'm not the only thing I can turn invisible. Case in point..."
The blond
heroine waved her hand. At first glance, nothing changed, and Wonder Woman
raised an eyebrow. Then she looked down, and realized that her bustier had
suddenly vanished, leaving her full, naked tits in plain view.
Gaping, the
Amazing Amazon instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. That gave the
Invisible Woman plenty of opportunity to form a force field
"gauntlet" around her fist, and smash that fist straight into the
Amazon's groin. Which she did.
"UGH!" Wonder Woman groaned from the
blow, eyes crossing.
"Ha!"
the Invisible Woman grinned as Wonder Woman stumbled away, teetering atop her stiletto
heels as she clutched at the brutalized spot. "Now we're even!"
"Amazons
don't fight for even," Wonder Woman snarled, even as she saw her bustier
becoming visible once more. "We fight... to win!"
On that last
word, the raven-maned heroine launched herself at the Invisible Woman with a
flying kick. The blond heroine, taken aback by the sheer ferocity and speed of
the attack, barely managed to generate a force field in time. The heel and sole
of Wonder Woman's boot smashed against the force field, which absorbed the
worst of the impact. Nevertheless, the Invisible Woman, not used to regularly
blocking such strength, was still thrown back by the sheer power behind the
kick.
Pressing her
advantage, Wonder Woman came at the blond heroine with a rapid series of
punches and kicks. Half of them, the Invisible Woman managed to dodge. The
other half, she had to block with her force fields - and every blow they
absorbed made the blond heroine a little bit woozier.
But the Invisible
Woman knew she had to hold on; with Wonder Woman's Amazon strength, any one
blow connecting could mean lights out for her.
Finally, an
idea popped into the blonde's head. She kept up her defenses, while paying
extra attention to Wonder Woman's booted feet. When the Amazon took another
step forward, she spotted her opportunity, and generated a tiny, disk-shaped
force field a few inches in front of the Amazon's boot. As soon as Wonder Woman
took her next step forward, her stiletto heel came down on that force field.
The
Invisible Woman's eyes flashed. Quick as a viper, she made that force field
veer sharply away. Wonder Woman cried out as her foot was suddenly dragged
forward, throwing her off-balance. The Amazon teetered atop her heels for a
second, arms waving wildly. Then, the inevitable happened, and she began to
tumble backwards.
Grinning,
the blond heroine seized her opportunity. She formed another
"gauntlet" around her gloved fist - much bigger than the last one -
and leaped toward the falling Wonder Woman. She swung at the Amazing Amazon's
face with all her might, going for the knockout blow.
CRUNCH!
A savage,
satisfied grin came over the blonde's face as she felt Wonder Woman buckle
beneath the punch. She threw several more punches into the Amazon, for good
measure. Couldn't be too careful, after all.
WHACK!
CRACK! WHOMP!
As the
Invisible Woman geared up for one final punch, however, a pair of hands
suddenly shot up and seized her arm, stopping it cold. The shapely blonde could
only gape in horror as Wonder Woman leveled a hazy, but very much conscious,
glare at her.
Before she
could even think, the Amazon's head suddenly shot up and slammed right into her
own. As their skulls collided, the Invisible Woman could have sworn that she
was seeing stars bloom before her very eyes.
Then, all
she saw was darkness.
Wonder Woman
huffed proudly as she struggled to regain her feet. Cheap shots or not, no
blond bimbo was going to get one over on an Amazon Princess!
The
raven-maned heroine took a couple of wobbling steps forward, feeling woozier
and woozier with every passing second. Darkness was creeping in around the
edges of her vision. That wasn't good. Hadn't she come here to do something
important? Something involving fashion?
Oh, well.
Whatever it was, it could wait for a few seconds. She just had to catch her
breath...
With that
decided, the exhausted Amazon closed her eyes and promptly crashed to the
street, landing chest-first. Not that that bothered her, since she was now as
unconscious as her blond rival was.
As the
minutes ticked by, both heroines continued to slumber peacefully, blissfully
unaware of anything around them. Meanwhile, three shadowy figures began to
slowly approach their unconscious forms, each one grinning unpleasantly.
XOXOXOXO
"Wakey
wakey, my nosy little super bimbos..." a sing-song voice drifted.
Two voices
moaned in almost perfect unison as their owners - Wonder Woman and the
Invisible Woman - began to slowly open their eyes. Their shapely bodies still
hurt all over, and no spot hurt more than their throbbing skulls did.
When the two
of them had finally opened their eyes all the way and regained enough
consciousness to assess their current situation, they were less than pleased.
As a matter of fact, they both found themselves wishing that they were still
out cold.
The
Invisible Woman was now seated in a metal chair that was bolted to the floor.
More than that, though, she was now trapped in a rather familiar set of
restraints. A large set of shackles, bulky and stiff, bound her forearms and
kept her hands behind her back. A similar, even bulkier set kept her booted
feet motionless. Beneath her blond hair, fully encircling the top of her head,
was a metallic band from which two cables extended; those cables ran downward,
feeding into the shackles around her forearms. As one final touch, several
coils of chain kept her torso tightly bound to the chair, ensuring that she
wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.
Wonder Woman
was seated in an identical-looking chair, also bolted to the floor. Her
restraints were different, but no less daunting. She, too, had been chained to
her chair around her torso. And her hands had also been forced behind her back,
and bound together around the wrists by another length of chain. Each of her
booted feet was locked into a steel shackle; those shackles were, in turn,
connected to the legs of the chair by still more chain.
Heads
whipping around rapidly, the two super heroines quickly took in their
surroundings. They seemed to be in some sort of cellar - the room was fairly
large, but also cold and a little damp. Several lightbulbs hanging overhead
provided dim, and somewhat unnerving, illumination. Just enough to let the
heroines see themselves and each other.
"Where
the hell are we...?" the Invisible Woman groaned. She tried to peer
further into the room's depths, but saw little more than shadows.
"I
don't know," Wonder Woman replied. "All I can remember is the two of
us fighting, and then..."
"And then
you beat each other senseless, leaving both of you easy prey," a third
voice cut in. The same one that had stirred them awake.
Eyes
widening, the two curvaceous crimefighters searched for the speaker. Their
heads twisted this way and that, before their eyes finally managed to zero in
on a figure standing some seven or eight feet away. That figure began to
approach, the details slowly becoming clear under the lightbulbs overhead.
It was a
woman who stood roughly five-foot six, though her sizable "beehive"
hairdo made her look taller than that. Her face was gracefully aged, speaking
of a woman somewhere in her mid-to-late forties. She was clad in a form-fitting
black catsuit, which showed off her rather impressive body. Nothing compared to
hers, or Wonder Woman's, but impressive nonetheless. Long red opera gloves and
stiletto-heeled boots topped off the outfit.
Both super
heroines had seen her before. Several times, as a matter of fact. After all,
she did own the building that the two of them had intended to investigate
tonight.
"Madame
Bowen," the Invisible Woman spat out, while internally trying to activate
her powers. Nothing. Not even a spark. Her deepest fears had been confirmed:
she was bound by a neural inhibitor, which fully neutralized the part of her
brain that triggered her abilities. Plenty of her enemies had used it before,
and she absolutely hated how it had reduced her to a powerless damsel in
distress every time.
"Good
evening, girls," the black-and-red-clad woman smiled. "Apologies for
the restraints, but I've seen how you two act to people who are supposed to
be on your side, and I have no intention of seeing my humble little
shop get smashed to pieces..."
"Don't
get cute with us," Wonder Woman snapped, experimentally testing her own
restraints. They held firm, and she realized in silent horror that her super
strength was gone. "The rumors were true, weren't they?
You are running a white slavery racket under here!"
Madame Bowen
clapped a hand to her chest, a look of mock horror on her face. "Slavery?
Oh, no, no, no, dear. You see, I am only taking my line of work to its logical
extension."
The Amazing
Amazon rolled her eyes. "Please, do tell."
Madame
Bowen's eyes twinkled menacingly. "Stalling for time won't do you any
good, I'm afraid. Your wrists, as I'm sure you've noticed by now, have been
bound. By a man, no less. By Amazon law, I do believe that that makes you
entirely powerless...?"
Wonder Woman
could only scowl in reply. What she had said was completely true.
"Your
friend is in a similar situation," Madame Bowen continued. "You'd be
surprised what kinds of trinkets the criminal community puts up on the black
market every now and then..."
The two
super heroines exchanged a desperate glance.
"Funny,
isn't it? Sixty thousand dollars for a used neural inhibitor, forty dollars'
worth of chains, and as far as anyone's concerned, you two are now nothing more
than a pair of ordinary bimbos playing dress-up."
An
uncomfortable feeling wormed itself through the stomachs with both women. They
were both captured. They were both powerless. And none of their colleagues knew
they were here. Each of them had thought that this would be a battle against
some ordinary white slavers, not someone who could hold two top-notch super
heroines in her power.
"But, I
suppose that I could humor you..." Madame Bowen snapped them out of their
ruminations. "You see, my work involves fitting young women with new
outfits. But the purpose behind that is to help them discover their real
selves, their real callings. Is it any fault of mine that so many of their real
selves are best suited to sating the desires of paying men and women?"
She paused -
perhaps for dramatic effect - before continuing.
"Oh,
perhaps I gave them a little nudge here and there with my psychic abilities...
but their new clients certainly didn't seem to mind..."
"You
monster!" Wonder Woman snapped, baby blues flashing.
The
Invisible Woman, however, had other concerns. "Wait... psychic
abilities...?"
Madame Bowen
chuckled. "Oh, yes. Finally figured it out, haven't you? That little brawl
you had outside? I might have had something to do with it."
The two
super heroines looked at one another in horror. The full realization slammed
into them, as they realized just how unusually aggressive they had been acting a
few hours ago. Normally, they would never attack a fellow super heroine, no
matter how annoying...
"A
little suggestion here, a little poke there..." Madame Bowen gloated.
"Influencing the minds of others is a special talent of mine, and I've had
decades of practice. And in any case, you two already felt quite a bit of
resentment toward one another. I just fed it... nurtured it... made it
grow..."
Wonder Woman
and the Invisible Woman scowled as they digested the truth. Both of them had
been played for fools. An outside party had been manipulating them like pieces
on a chessboard, and they hadn't even suspected anything.
"But
enough about that," the psychic villainess said, clapping her hands
together. "We're here to help you discover your real selves. Now, this
would usually take days, or even weeks, of my abilities pushing you in the
right direction. But thanks to Wonder Woman here, I have acquired a little
shortcut..."
With a
flourish, she presented a golden lasso, which gleamed brightly even in the
room's dim lighting. Both super heroines felt a bucket of ice fall into their
stomachs.
Two tall,
muscular men then stepped out of the shadows, standing to either side of Madame
Bowen. They leveled a pair of nasty, lustful grins at the captured
crimefighters.
"Ah,"
Madame Bowen smiled as she regarded the two men. "These are two of my most
loyal associates, and they're seeing a very momentous occasion tonight. In just
a few moments, it'll be a night they'll remember for the rest of their
lives."
Wonder Woman
and Invisible Woman exchanged a glance with one another. With every passing
second, they were liking the white slaver's tone less and less.
"Now...
you two were awful rough with one another..." Madame Bowen grinned,
turning back towards the two super heroines. "Why don't you kiss, and make
up..."
Both Wonder
Woman and Invisible Woman could identify the nasty little gleam in the white
slaver's eye from a mile away, and it just made them struggle that much harder
in their bonds. All to no avail. Their captors were professionals, and
experienced ones at that.
Wonder Woman
felt her heart skip a beat as Madam Bowen zeroed in on her with an even more
chilling smirk, realizing that the twisted woman was getting off on seeing them
struggle and squirm. A pang of disgust – coupled with a sort of thrill
– ran through her.
And all too
soon, the white slaver was standing inches away from the Amazing Amazon
Princess.
Madam Bowen
encircled Wonder Woman's upper torso with the Lasso of Truth. "Wonder
Woman, you are extremely attracted to Invisible Woman."
Wonder
Woman's breath caught. Her head spun out of control for a second, and then her
baby blues cut toward her fellow heroine. The beautiful blonde looked back at
her with horror, but to the Amazon she was so beautiful.
"You
monster," Wonder Woman said through clenched teeth. "What are you
doing? Influencing the mind of another isn't something to be done
lightly."
"Her
lips are the most beautiful, the most kissable lips in the world," Madam
Bowen said, moving around behind the bound Amazon and speaking straight into
her ear. Her voice lowered, become more sultry. "Hera, how much you want
to kiss those lips. You need her so badly. You cannot last another second
without touching her, kissing her, making love to her."
"Uuuggghh,"
Wonder Woman groaned, eyes hooded as she gazed upon Invisible Woman. "Sue.
Please, I—I need you so much."
"This
is my new favorite toy," Madam Bowen said as she removed the lasso from
Wonder Woman. She stepped up behind Invisible Woman. "Sue is it? Guess who
is about to really, really be into other women? Especially busty Amazons."
"You
are such a sick, depraved woman," the sexy super heroine said, already
breathing hard. Her body started to change, getting all tingly hot inside. Sue
felt warm wetness between her legs. Glancing at Wonder Woman's crotch, she saw
that the Amazing Amazon was getting quite wet as well. "This is so
embarrassing."
Madam Bowen
chuckled as she encircled the Invisible Woman's upper torso with the Lasso of
Truth. The blond super heroine gasped, body tensing and eyes closing.
"Tell
the truth, Sue," Madam Bowen whispered in her ear. "Do you want to
make love to Wonder Woman right now?"
The lasso's
magic hit her hard, sending cold ripples through her body and mind. Invisible
Woman struggled to control herself, but the magic was stronger than her
resolve.
"Yes,"
she said breathlessly. "IÉ ughÉ do."
The evil
white slaver let out a giggling laugh. "I thought so! I knew I detected
some sexual tension between you two." She yanked the lasso tighter.
"Invisible Woman, you cannot control yourself. You need sex. Hot, wicked,
wet, monkey sex. You will do anything for Wonder Woman. You want to be her
bitch! You want to make her your bitch!"
"Oh!
Oooooh," she groaned. "IÉ can'tÉ. Oooooooh."
"Who do
you love?" Madam Bowen said.
"W-Wonder
Woman," Invisible Woman said, and knew she'd lost the battle. Her mind,
heart, and body yearned for the raven-maned beauty's touch. She longed to kiss
and hold her. "Please, I need her so badly."
"I love
you, too, Sue," Wonder Woman said, voice almost breaking with emotion.
Madam Bowen
stood straight and grinned at her amused-looking henchmen. "Release the
lusty lesbians, boys."
She stepped
around in front of them as each man went to a different super heroine. She
watched with growing anticipation as first their legs were released. And then
their arms. In a flash, the heroines were on their feet and clutching at each
other. Their first kiss was long and deep, glossy lips sliding all around as
they moaned and groaned.
Sue made the
first move, unzipping Wonder Woman's bustier. "You're body is to die for,
Diana."
For her
part, Wonder Woman reached between her lover's legs and started rubbing that
sweet spot intensely. Invisible Woman gasped and squirmed, but the Amazing
Amazon held her close and rubbed, rubbed, rubbed.
"Aaaiiieee!
Ooooh, Diana!" Her head lolled back a moment, as Wonder Woman kissed
and nibbled at her earlobe and neck, while continuing to rub her to new heights
of pleasure. Then she perked up, shoved the Amazon back a step, and reached for
the zipper on her tight uniform. "Get naked! Now!"
"Yes!'
Wonder Woman cried, hooking her thumbs into her star-spangled shorts and
wiggling her butt as she worked them down. "I'm going to make you scream
my name."
"I'm
going to make you beg for more, more, more," Invisible Woman shot back.
Wonder Woman
wagged her brows, taking a sassy stance before the blonde in nothing but tiara,
golden girdle, and red stiletto boots. "Promises, promises."
They rushed into
each other's arms, sinking into another deep kiss as their hands roamed. Wonder
Woman gently raked her long nails down Invisible Woman's naked back, making Sue
groan wantonly. Then the Amazon broke free of the kiss, and started kissing her
way down her lover's amazing body.
Wonder Woman
found Sue's nipples hard and erect, and sucked one in as she pinched, rolled,
and pulled on the other. The blonde gasped and cried out, squirming in the
Amazon's arms. Pushing Sue back into the chair while continue to work her tits
over, Wonder Woman knelt between her legs and pushed a finger up her pussy.
"Ooooh
yes," Invisible Woman cried. "Oh Diana! Oh."
"Told
you I'd make you scream my name," Wonder Woman said.
"That
wasn't a scream," Invisible Woman said, holding her gaze for a long,
intense second. "Keep trying."
So Wonder
Woman pushed two fingers up Sue's cunt, finger fucking the blond heroine
intensely as she continued to suck nipple. Invisible Woman gasped and cried
out, head rolling all around and fingers tangled in the Amazon's silky raven
tresses. With one hand finger-fucking Sue, and her thumb expertly massaging her
aroused clit, Wonder Woman turned her attention back to Sue's beautiful
breasts. Her free hand fondled the blonde's tits, rolling, pinching, and pulling
on hard, erect nipples, while her tongue, teeth, and lips enjoyed Sue's warm,
soft skin and hard, rubbery nipples.
"Oh
god. Oh god," Invisible Woman cried, starting to squirm, and then buck, in
that chair. It took all of Wonder Woman's strength, skill, and determination to
keep Sue in place, so the Amazing Amazon could continue giving her lover such
pleasure. "Oh! OH! I thingÉ I'm goingÉ toÉ Aaagggh! Yes! Yes, Diana!
Yes!"
"Ha!
You screamed my name there,"
"Yes,
yes, yes," Sue said breathlessly. "Oh yes I did. It was
wonderful." She caught and held Wonder Woman's eyes for a long second.
"Now let me give you pleasure."
Sue pushed
Wonder Woman straight back onto the floor. She crawled on top of her, positioning
herself inches above the Amazing Amazon. For a long moment they kissed,
nuzzled, and fondled each other. And then Sue turned around, facing Wonder
Woman's booted feet. She sat on the Amazon's face, and lowered her own to
Diana's bikini waxed bush.
Wonder Woman
rubbed her face all over Invisible Woman's sopping wet snatch. She savored the
feel of girl cum drying on her face. Pushing one finger up Sue's ass up to the
second knuckle, the raven-maned heroine turned her full attention to Sue's
beautiful pussy. Licking, sucking, and nibbling, she worked that cunt over with
all she had. As an Amazon, from an island of nothing but beautiful and
eternally young women, Diana knew her way around a sweet pussy. In no time, she
had Sue gasping and groaning, squirming and bucking above her.
Sue tried to
match Diana lick for lick, nuzzle for nuzzle. But the Amazon was just too good,
too experienced. She really had to concentrate to continuing giving, since she
was receiving so damn well. She could already feel the next orgasm starting to
build.
"Mmmm,"
Diana groaned, loving the sexy sensations that Sue was sending through her
body. She ground her pussy harder into Sue's mouth, and groaned again.
"Almost thereÉ uggghÉ yes, just like that, Sue."
The two
vanquished vixens increased their efforts as they felt each other responding,
getting closer and closer. Madam Bowen occasionally called out orders, telling
them to do this or that, which they were compelled to obey. The two henchmen
just stood back and watched, big boners tenting their pants.
"Harder!
Faster! Make her come! Do it now!" Madam Bowen commanded. "I order
you to come NOW!"
Whether it
was natural or the power of the lasso, both super heroine screamed into each
other's pussies as their bodies convulsed with intense pleasure. Their hot,
sweat-shiny bodies clutched tightly together, 69ing, as they trembled violently
with the intensity of the orgasms.
"Oooooooooh,"
Wonder Woman groaned.
"Aaaaggggggh,"
Invisible Woman said.
Suddenly,
they relaxed, and Sue collapsed atop Diana as they huffed and puffed.
Madame Bowen
grabbed a fistful of Invisible Woman's hair, lifting Sue's head up so she could
gaze upon the blond heroine's slack face.
"Eyes
glazed over," Madame Bowen said, smirking. She looked back at Wonder Woman,
who was face-up on the floor and looking just as dazed. "Both of them
fucked stupid. A beautiful sight indeed."
"Yes,
ma'am," one of the henchmen said. "Very beautiful. Very sexy. Can we
have them now?"
"Yes,
ma'am, we're hurting over here after watching that," the other said.
Madame Bowen
released Sue's hair, enjoying the way that it just limply flopped back down
between Wonder Woman's thighs. Victory was always sweet, but sometimes it was
just glorious. Defeating, capturing, and forcing those two holier-than-thou
super heroines to fuck each other senseless was the sweetest victory of all.
"They
are all yours, boys. Hot, horny, and primed for action," Madame Bowen
said. "Enjoy."
Sue wearily
lifted her head and looked at Madame Bowen, as Wonder Woman turned her head
towards their captor. The white slaver wagged her brows at them, and then
looked up and past them intently. The two super heroines slowly turned their
heads to the other side to find that the two men were just finishing up
stripping. They were tall, muscular, and very well hung.
"Oh
my," Sue whispered. "I don't think I'm strong enough to resist them,
Diana."
"I'm
too tired and weak to even want to resist," Diana said.
The only thing
to distinguish the two men was one had long dark hair, while the other had long
blonde hair. Both had mustaches and goatees, and lots of tattoos. And big
bitch-taming cocks.
"Wonder
Woman. Invisible Woman," Madame Bowen said, an evil glint in her eyes.
"Loosen each other's corn hole up. With fingers andÉ your tongues."
"Oh!
That isÉ that is soÉ nasty!" Sue cried.
Wonder Woman
groaned and writhed under Invisible Woman, struggling to break free of her own
lasso's influence. After just a few seconds, she relaxed, her huffing and
puffing renewed. Head spinning, she grabbed both of Invisible Woman's butt
cheeks, spread them wide, and lifted her head off the floor. Wonder Woman gave
Sue's puckered ass a long, firm lick. And then another, and another. Then she
thrust in two fingers, pumping a moment, before removing them and forcing her
tongue up Invisible Woman's butt hole.
"Oh my,
that feels soÉ. oooooh," Sue said. She sucked in a deep breath, held it,
and then bit her lip. Finally, releasing that breath, she pulled Wonder Woman's
butt cheeks wide and pushed her mouth up into the Amazon's crack. After a few
licks on Diana's asshole, she started wiggling the tip of her tongue against
it, slowly forcing her way into it. Diana relaxed enough so that soon, Sue had
as much tongue as she could get up that bunghole.
"Uuuggggmmmmmmm,"
both super heroines groaned as they loosened each other's asses with their
tongues.
"That's
what I'm talking about, Jake," the blond henchman said. He moved up behind
Wonder Woman, dropping to his knees. "I've always wanted to butt fuck Miss
Wonderful here."
"I'm
going to make my dick disappear, up Invisible Woman's ass," Jake said,
kneeling behind Sue. "And then I'm going to shove it down Wonder Bitch's
throat."
"Uuuugggh,"
Wonder Woman groaned, getting that nasty visual. Sssslurp. Slurp. "Mmm."
As much as
the Amazon hated it - as much as she was utterly disgusted by licking and
tongue-fucking Sue's ass - Wonder Woman's body was reacting profoundly. Filled
with amazingly sexy sensations, she found herself going after that ass with
gusto.
Jake pressed
his cock head to Invisible Woman's butt hole, and started pushing in next to
Wonder Woman's tongue. The beautiful Amazon relented and pulled out, turning
her attention to Jake's dangling, hairy nutsack. As the henchman thrust in
deeper and deeper, making Sue moan and groan and buck, Wonder Woman sucked his
nuts and rubbed her face against his balls.
"Oh
man, Hans, you fucked up," Jake said, voice strained. "Wonder Whore
is doing wonderful things to my nuts as I fuck Invisi-slut here."
Hans
frowned. His belly slapped against Sue's face with every deep thrust up the
Amazon's poop chute, but the blond heroine didn't have access to his balls. So
he pulled out of Wonder Woman, and shoved his cock into Sue's mouth.
"Ack!"
Invisible Woman cried, eyes huge. Slurp. Gulp. Ssslurp. "Uuuggggh."
Hans pulled
out of her mouth, lifted his cock high, and pushed his hairy balls against her
lips. Invisible Woman started licking and sucking, raking her teeth gently across
the skin. After a long moment of that, Hans thrust deep into Wonder Woman's ass
again.
"Uuuggggh.
Oooooooh," Wonder Woman groaned. Denied access to Sue's ass, she returned
to her fellow super heroine's pussy. "Mmmmmm."
"Oh
yes," Invisible Woman groaned out. "Oooooh, so good."
Sue pressed
her mouth to Wonder Woman's cunt, and returned to eating the sexy Amazon out.
Her body was a riot of sexy delight, all hot and mushy, pussy throbbing. Ass
clenching around that huge cock. Together, Jake and Wonder Woman were totally
trashing her, sexually and emotionally. And she loved it.
Wonder Woman
writhed, her body getting closer and closer to climax. She'd never felt so
sexually besieged, so overwhelmed. So hot and bothered. Her back bowed,
pressing up against Sue's hot, sweaty body. Sue's squirming, bucking body.
"Oh
Hera! Aaagggghh," Wonder Woman cried, body erupting with the most
wonderfully intense pleasure. "Uuuuggggghhh, yes. Yes."
"FuckingÉ
A!" Jake cried, and released deep inside Invisible Woman's clenching ass.
"Yes!"
Sue cried, her body erupting as well. She bucked harder, wilder. Both men had
to hold her down as Jake continued pumping cum up her ass. "Ooooh, hell
yes."
Jake pulled
out of Invisible Woman's ass, a thick rope of cum clinging to the end of his
cock. He grinned down at Wonder Woman, whose baby blue eyes were huge, and
thrust into the Amazon's open mouth.
"Agh!"
Wonder Woman cried. Ssslurp. "Ngh!" Slurp. Gulp. "Uuuggghh."
"Ass to
mouth!" Jake cried. "Take that, Wonder Bitch! Lick and suck me clean!"
"Awesome!"
Hans cried, and lost it. He started filling Wonder Woman's ass with his hot
cum, holding onto that ass tightly. "Yes. I'm filling her up good. Oh
yes."
A moment
later, Hans pulled out. Cum gushed out, and Sue started licking it up. Hans laughed,
and grabbed a fistful of blond hair. Lifting her head, he pressed his ass-nasty
cock to her lips.
"Eat
me, Invisible Woman," Hans demanded. "Lick and suck me clean."
"Ooh,
so nasty," Sue said softly. He thrust, and her lips parted, letting him in.
Sue worked her tongue and lips, cleaning him off. "Uuugggghhh."
The sexy
super heroines were forced to lick both henchmen perfectly clean. The whole
process took quite a while, but by the end of it all, their techniques were
absolutely flawless.
"Let's
switch," Jake said.
He grabbed
Invisible Woman's hair, yanking Sue up and back off Wonder Woman, but still
keeping the blond heroine on her knees. He stood up, and then pulled the
super-stacked blonde to her feet. Meanwhile, Hans grabbed Wonder Woman's big
tits, and pulled the Amazon to her knees. Then he pulled her onto her feet by
her silky dark hair.
Wonder Woman
was thrust into Jake's arms, while Invisible Woman was enveloped in Hans' arms.
Both men buried their faces in the super heroines' bountiful bosoms,
motorboating their tits, before starting to suck and lick those tits.
"Ooooh,
yes," Wonder Woman groaned out as Jake nibbled and sucked on a hard, erect
nipple. She gently raked her nails across his back, as she bent backwards.
"Aaaiieee!"
Sue cried.
Wonder Woman
looked back at the other duo. Hans was standing, feet wide for support, and had
impaled Sue upon his cock. The shapely blonde was bent backwards almost double
while he sucked and licked her tits, bouncing her up and down his long, fat
shaft. The look on Sue's face was bliss.
Jake spun
around, and pushed Wonder Woman against the wall. The Amazon Princess found her
legs spread wide as he thrust into her.
"Uuggh!
Yes," Wonder Woman cried out. "Hera help me. I'm enjoying this too
much. I can'tÉ ughÉ resist the powerÉ oooohÉ of the lasso, or him!"
Madame Bowen
watched with bated breath. The manner her henchmen were taking the once-haughty
heroines in was even sexier than she thought it would be. There was just
something about super-powered beauties being reduced to quivering little
nymphos that pushed her buttons. The two super heroines looks so sexy, so
helpless and overwhelmed. She knew that they had to be massively humiliated by
how much they were enjoying their debasement.
Jake was
pounding the hell out of Wonder Woman's pussy, up against the wall. The Amazon
had wrapped her legs around him, and was looking like she was trying to help
him thrust harder, deeper. Her hands were clutching desperately, as if trying
to suck some much needed emotion from him, anything to feed her pathetic little
heart.
Hans then
drew the white slaver's attention when he dropped Invisible Woman to the floor,
and flipped her over to lay face-down. He pulled her shapely butt up high,
while forcing the blonde's shoulders to remain pressed to the floor. And then
he mounted her with gusto, pounding into that hot little pussy like a man
possessed.
"Aaaaiiiieee!"
Sue cried. "Oh! Oh! Aagggghhhh!"
"Hera!
Yes!" Wonder Woman cried, bucking between Jake and the wall. "Oh yes!
Yes! Yes!"
Madame Bowen
grinned. The heroines looked utterly defeated and worn out.
"Okay,
boys, let's wind it up. I need my little playthings back," she said.
About a
minute later, both Wonder Woman and Invisible Woman were thrown at her booted
feet. The helpless heroines were completely naked, save for cum dripping from
their bodies. And they were moaning softly, to boot.
"Perfect,"
Madame Bowen confirmed, leaning down and pulling Invisible Woman up by the hair
and looking the heroine in the eye. Then she repeated the act with Wonder
Woman. "Nice and pliable."
Standing
back to her full height, the white slaver assumed a classic super heroine pose
- head held high, chest thrust out, gloved hands on hips, and booted feet
shoulder width apart. With but a thought, she sent another little psychic
"suggestion" into the minds of the two humbled super heroines at her
feet.
By that
point, it was pretty much pointless to say her intentions out loud, but Madame
Bowen did it anyways. Verbal commands always gave off a greater sense of power.
"Kiss
my boots."
Almost
immediately, Wonder Woman and Invisible Woman struggled to all fours and
crawled toward the white slaver's red-booted feet - Wonder Woman toward the
left boot, Invisible Woman toward the right. Each heroine planted a loving kiss
on the toe of her respective boot.
But then
they went further. With a feverish enthusiasm, both super heroines began
licking the red leather boots up and down as if their lives depended on it. And
they were pretty skilled spit-shiners, too - at one point, Invisible Woman even
grabbed the white slaver's stiletto heel and sucked on it as if she was giving
a blowjob.
Meanwhile,
Madame Bowen's two henchmen just sat back and enjoyed the show while they
recovered, enjoying the sight of the two heroines' wagging asses. Nothing about
Madame Bowen's command said that they had to shake their shapely butts while
worshipping their new mistress's boots, but they sure weren't complaining.
It warmed
Madame Bowen's heart to see two well-respected and proud super heroines so
heartily degrading themselves. So much so that she let them continue for
another five minutes before ordering them to stop.
Without
warning, both Hans and Jake broke into semi-appreciative, semi-mocking
applause. Madame Bowen smiled, and gave an exaggerated bow.
"Nice
show, Boss," Hans chortled. "Best I've seen in my life."
Jake looked
a little more dubious. "I dunno. I mean, they're hot and everything, but
they just look like a couple 'a regular bitches now. Not some almighty super bitches
getting taught a lesson."
Madame Bowen
clapped her gloved hands together. "Ah, yes. I see exactly what you mean.
The clothes make the woman, mm? In this case, the Wonder Woman and the
Invisible Woman."
Closing her
eyes, the psychic white slaver gave off a slightly more complex command.
Nevertheless, to the two heroines' now-obedient minds, it came through loud and
clear:
Get
dressed.
Pulling
themselves back up, Wonder Woman and Invisible Woman stumbled back toward the
scattered pieces of their respective costumes. It took several minutes, but
each super heroine managed to get herself fully dressed again. Now, they could
almost pass for their old selves.
But a closer
look told Madame Bowen that she didn't need to worry about that. Those
unmistakble, vacant expressions were still on the heroines' faces - expressions
that practically screamed out how they'd been brain-scrambled by a good
fucking. A further examination revealed even more telling details, like the
fact that the Invisible Woman's tight top was being tented by a pair of erect
nipples, or the fact that there was a growing stain on the crotch of Wonder
Woman's star-spangled shorts. And each heroine's face and hair was still messed
up seven ways to Sunday.
Madame Bowen
gave her two little playthings a critical look, and turned toward Hans and
Jake. "Get them cleaned up a bit, boys. Just what the costumes don't
cover."
The henchmen
looked at one another, grinning knowingly. They'd gone through this procedure
enough with the boutique's more mundane "clients", after all. Each
one took a heroine by the hand, and half-led, half-dragged them toward the
bathroom.
Five minutes
later, the henchmen and the heroines had both returned. Madame Bowen was still
there, but now with a top-of-the-line digital camera in the palm of her right
hand.
"Ready,
boys and girls? Good. Because we're about to have a photo shoot."
The white
slaver tossed the camera to Hans, who caught it easily. Then, with a gesture,
she directed the two still-obedient super heroines toward her. She then looped
the golden lasso around their necks again - just a precaution, but she wasn't
about to let this chance of a lifetime slip through her fingers because one of
the heroines suddenly got her wits back at the least convenient moment.
Besides, it
was kinda kinky how the lasso formed a single leash around their necks.
"Wonder
Woman, Invisible Woman," Madame Bowen said. "Hear me and obey."
"I
obey," they said in unison.
"You
will do precisely what I command from here on out, even after I have removed
this lasso, up to and including altering your own personalities. Am I
clear?"
They both
nodded. "Yes, Mistress."
Madame Bowen
smirked. Yes, Mistress. The classics never went out of style.
"Now,
get ready," the white slaver motioned. "Jake, you just stand by and
enjoy the show. You'll switch after a bit, clear?"
"Clear,"
both men affirmed.
Madame Bowen
gave a thumbs-up, and removed the lasso from around the super heroines' necks.
After a moment's hesitation to make sure that neither woman was about to disobey,
she psychically directed the first scene of the photo shoot.
Wonder Woman
immediately dropped to one knee, lifted up the white slaver's left foot
lovingly, and kissed that red boot.
Click went the camera.
Then, Wonder
Woman held that boot even closer to her face. The camera zoomed in.
Click.
Wonder Woman
lay down on the floor, letting her shapely ass stick up into the air. Madam
Bowen proudly placed a stiletto heel onto the Amazon's hiney, looking every bit
a proud conqueror.
Click.
Madam Bowen
reached down and pulled Wonder Woman up by the hair, shooting a wicked,
triumphant look to contrast with the Amazon's look of helpless despair.
Click.
Madam Bowen
pulled Wonder Woman to her feet, and promptly brought a knee up into the Amazon's
groin. Wonder Woman doubled up immediately, eyes crossing.
Click.
Then the
Invisible Woman tiptoed up behind Wonder Woman, grabbed the waistband of the
Amazon's star-spangled shorts, and yanked straight up. Wonder Woman opened her
mouth and screamed.
Click.
Invisible
Woman wedged those shorts up higher and higher, until she muscled them all the
way up over Wonder Woman's head. The blonde, with a wicked smirk on her face,
clipped that waistband right over Wonder Woman's forehead.
Click.
And suddenly,
Wonder Woman was free of the atomic wedgie. and reaching out to brutally twist
the Invisible Woman's nipples. Sue's face was exquisitely contorted in pain.
Click.
The two
mashed their lips together passionately.
Click.
And now they
were both kneeling at Madame Bowen's feet, groveling and worshiping the white
slaver's boots.
Click.
The photo
shoot went on deep into the night, capturing every possible humiliating
scenario from every possible angle. Every little erotic act, every little
perverted gesture, was performed. At one point, the heroines had even been made
to worship each other's boots. And then piss on each other's faces. All
throughout, Madame Bowen made them vary their expressions, from sultry arousal
to utter humiliated horror.
Finally,
after what seemed like an eternity to the two super heroines, the photo shoot
came to an end. Madame Bowen clapped her hands together, and regarded her two
lovely little playthings.
"Ah,
it's been fun ladies, but I'm afraid that all good things must come to an end.
Now, before I introduce you to PERMANENT new outfits, new personalities, and
new owners, do you have any last words? Speak honestly, now."
The
Invisible Woman's eyes hardened as the blond heroine seized her new-found scrap
of freedom. "You'll never get away with this."
Madame Bowen
rolled her eyes. "Anything to add, Wonder Woman?"
Wonder Woman
gave her a strange look, before saying, in an oddly quiet voice, "Which
one of us was right?"
Madame Bowen
blinked. "Pardon me?"
"Before
we tried to raid your shop," the Invisible Woman explained. "We were
arguing over whether you were more likely to be a sorceress or a mutant. And
now we know you have psychic abilities..."
"Ah,"
Madame Bowen mused. "You're wondering about the source of my powers?"
Both
heroines nodded.
"Well,
KEEP wondering!" the white slaver laughed. "I'm afraid that THIS
silly little competition of your will remain a tie!"
Diana and
Sue just stared at Madame Bowen in shock, both of their mouths hanging wide
open. They were so distracted, in fact, that they barely heard the white
slaver's next words.
"Take
them away and strip them, boys! I've got some lovely NEW outfits to make for
our FORMER super heroines..."
XOXOXOXO
"Diana."
"Sue."
"I see you're
still perfectly happy fucking anyone who can put up the cash."
"I see
you still love fucking anything as long as there's a camera rolling."
The
Invisible Woman raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a sassy little smile.
Her face and figure were as lovely as they had ever been - in fact, if
anything, they looked even hotter now. But that might have had something to do
with the shapely blonde's new, much less modest appearance. Thick layers of
makeup caked her face, creating a look that made Sue look oh-so deliciously
skanky. Deep red lipstick applied over her obviously collagen-enhanced lips,
not to mention her long, thick artificial eyelashes and the huge hoop earrings
dangling from her ears, did little to dispel those implications. Her previously
golden-blond hair was almost platinum in shade now, with plenty of cheap
extensions. A skimpy blue boob tube was now all that contained her massive
tits; between its low cut, its snug fit, and the cut-out "4" logo in
its center, the top actually made Sue's breasts look so big that they almost
seemed fake. The Invisible Woman's hands were now uncovered, exposing ten long,
pink fake nails. Further down, a pair of tight blue shorts hugged the blonde's
obviously steaming twat and full ass, with the clear outline of a pair of pussy
lips straining against the constrictive material. Last, but not least, the
navy-blue boots from her old costume remained on her feet.
Wonder Woman
just replied with a lazy, seductive grin and a half-lidded gaze. Her
Amazon-inherited and gods-blessed beauty still made her a force to be reckoned
with in the looks department, and was only enhanced by her new look. Her regal
face was painted over with heavy amounts of rather trashy-looking makeup,
including heavy blue eyeshadow and deep red lipstick. Her raven hair was
largely unchanged, still falling to her mid-back and held in place by her
tiara. Her torso was now encased in a flashy golden tube top, which had wire
supports that formed the shape of her trademark "WW" logo; it was
slightly less revealing than Sue's was, but the inherently larger size of
Diana's tits, coupled with the fact that the top pushed those tits up to create
a large amount of cleavage, made that difference moot. Her fake nails were each
an inch long and blue in color, with a white star in their centers. A pair of
similarly blue, star-spangled, ultra-tight hotpants covered her womanhood - as
an extra perverted little touch, one white star was directly positioned over
Wonder Woman's pussy, while two more were located directly over the Amazon's
firm ass cheeks. Wonder Woman's new boots were now solid red, and extended just
over her knees; the heels were now six inches instead of five.
In short,
each woman looked like a slutty mockery of the proud, respected super heroine that
she had once been. And both of them were perfectly fine with that.
"Haven't
seen you in a while."
"Took
the words out of my mouth."
"So...
what's it been? Four weeks?"
"Five,
by my count."
"Wow.
Time flies when you're having fun."
In truth,
neither woman remembered exactly how long it had been since Madame Bowen had
captured them, tamed them, and "reshaped" them into their new selves
using her own psychic abilities and Wonder Woman's golden lasso. Once word had
gotten around about how Wonder Woman and the Invisible Woman were both up for
grabs, the white slaver had gotten a whole load of prospective buyers very,
very quickly. Surprisingly enough, Madame Bowen hadn't gone for the highest
offers; instead, she'd sold Diana to a local pimp and Sue to a local
pornographer. After thoroughly molding the super heroines' personalities into
ones most befitting a streetwalker and a porn actress, of course.
Both Diana
and Sue had been put to work almost immediately after their respective new
masters had acquired them. They had fucked countless men and women night and
day. By now, Sue had about a dozen porn movies - and many other shorter porn
videos - under her belt, while Diana had attracted "clients" far and
wide throughout the seedier side of the city - if not the country. Both of the
former super heroines were well known for their superhuman libidos, genuinely
enjoying getting fucked and displaying levels of enthusiasm that most of their
co-workers could barely fake. And for raking in huge sums of cash for their respective
masters - cash that they never got to keep a penny of, naturally.
Well, almost
never.
"Speaking
of fun," Sue said, eyes glittering with mischief. "I've got an hour's
break right now." She reached into her boot and pulled out a ten-dollar
bill. "Wanna love me long time?"
Diana
snorted at the money, but didn't lose her grin. "It's not the 1960s
anymore, Sue. The cheapest I go is fifty bucks, and that gets you one minute of
alone time with me."
Invisible
Woman frowned at that. "When did you turn into such a gold digger?"
The shapely
Amazon shrugged. "Same time you turned into a camera whore, in more ways
than one."
Sue fumed,
fists clenching. Meanwhile, Diana caught sight of a certain someone in the
corner of her eye. A certain muscular someone who stood six-foot-six and was
all decked out in a flashy maroon suit and countless pieces of bling. And there
was someone else with him - another face that had become very familiar to the
Amazon in the past few weeks.
"Gotta
go, Sue," Diana said with a careless wave of her hand, turning haughtily
on her stiletto heel as she did so. "My work is never done."
A wry grin
spread across Sue's face as the shapely blonde watched Diana go off into one of
the city's many back alleys. The heroine-turned-porn star still had an hour's
break on her hands, and she'd just found a nice little way to spend it.
Keeping an
eye on the Amazon's retreating back at all times, Sue closed her eyes and
concentrated. In a matter of seconds, she had lived up to her super heroine
namesake, and became totally invisible. And, as silently as she could, she
trailed after Wonder Woman.
Oblivious to
her stealthy stalker, Wonder Woman casually headed down the alley, thoughts of
wild, wanton sex already dancing in her head. She probably wouldn't be making
much money - if any - off of this encounter, but that was no matter.
Finally, the
sexy Amazon had reached her destination. The man in the maroon suit stood at
the end of that alley, looking big and fierce and ready to slap down anyone who
gave him trouble. Which was only to be expected - the man was a pimp who went
by the name of Goldenrod on the streets, and he just so happened to be Wonder
Woman's owner-slash-manager-slash-"boyfriend".
Beside the
pimp stood a shapely-looking policewoman with shoulder-length red hair and a
stern look on her face. The sight of all those curves in that uniform, as
usual, made the Amazon's heart race.
"Ah,
Officer. Is there a problem?" Wonder Woman inquired with a husky voice,
brows wagging.
"Diana,
this bitch seems to have misplaced a couple of her brain cells," her pimp
said, a wry look in his eyes.
The
policewoman gave Diana a predatory smile. "I could be wrong, but you
appear to be engaged in... prostitution."
Wonder Woman
clapped a hand to hear heart, mouth opening in a perfect "O" as her
baby blues widened dramatically. "Me? But I'm a good little super heroine!
I would never do something as vile and degrading as prostitution!"
The pimp and
the redheaded cop looked at the Amazon for three seconds before they broke out
laughing. The pimp's laugh was deep and rich, the cop's light and almost
melodic.
"Still
gets me every time," Goldenrod grinned, wiping a tear from his eye. That
made Diana's heart soar; the Amazing Amazon wondered if her pimp would reward
her with some extra-rough sex before they went to bed.
"I
dunno how you do that with a straight face, babe," the cop added once
she'd calmed down. "Just the usual today, thanks."
Wonder Woman
grinned. "Will do."
And with
that, the former super heroine took the cop by the arm and gave her a sizzling
look. As a streetwalker, run-ins with the law were inevitable, but her pimp was
rich and powerful enough to keep her out of any serious trouble. Of course, it
also helped that the vice cops assigned to overlook her particular neighborhood
were some of the most corrupt in the department - and the lone woman in their
ranks, Officer Susan Carter, was probably the dirtiest of them all. In more
ways than one.
Every day,
at least one of those cops dropped by for a "questioning session" with
the sexy Amazon. They almost never paid for it, but that didn't really bother
Wonder Woman or her pimp. For the latter, the assurance of virtual police
immunity for his most profitable girl was enough. For the former, a couple
rounds of down-and-dirty sex - with the people who were supposed to be
upholding moral order, no less - was more than enough.
Together,
the two of them navigated the complicated maze of back alleys until they
reached a seedy-looking, four story hotel. It was one of Wonder Woman's most
often-used hooker hotels. She was on first-name terms with more or less the
entire staff.
"Mmm, I
see someone's been drinking her milk," Officer Carter purred as they
stepped through the front doors. The cop reached over and squeezed one of
Wonder Woman's tits, drawing a little gasp of pleasure from the raven-maned
Amazon.
"Down,
girl," Wonder Woman giggled, pulling herself away from the policewoman and
stepping up to the front desk.
She
exchanged brief pleasantries with the clerk, who smiled and tossed her a room
key. Wonder Woman caught that key without even looking, before giving a saucy
little wink and blowing the clerk a kiss.
Barely a
minute later, the shapely Amazon and the crooked cop were standing in a small,
shabbily furnished room that had definitely seen better days. Some might have
called it cramped, but to Wonder Woman, it was simply cozy. Perfect for some
dirty, dirty lovemaking.
Wonder Woman
bit her lip at the mere thought. The space between her thighs was already
plenty warm and wet, and she hadn't even started stripping.
Suddenly,
Officer Carter gave the Amazon a mighty shove from behind, sending Wonder Woman
stumbling toward the main piece of furniture in the room: a large but worn-down
bed. Wonder Woman teetered on her high heels for a moment, before
unceremoniously falling onto the mattress face-first.
A second
later, her john - or was it jane? - had jumped atop her, lips nuzzled against
her neck and one hand gently rubbing her womanhood. Wonder Woman shuddered,
grinding her pussy into that skilled hand for all she was worth while her
red-booted feet kicked furiously. She definitely wasn't Officer Carter's first
woman, but she hoped that she was at least the cop's favorite.
"Oh! Ahhhhhhhhhh..." the Amazon moaned as she felt
Officer Carter really hit that sweet spot. And as if that weren't enough, the
cop's other hand quickly encased Wonder Woman's left tit through the golden
tube top and began squeezing again. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The orgasm
hit her hard and fast, as it always did. Wonder Woman panted loudly as she got
onto her knees, and quickly got her top over her head and tossed into a corner
of the dingy little room. Her massive tits bounced freely, entrancing Officer
Carter on the spot.
With a
lustful grin, the redheaded policewoman quickly stripped down to just her bra
and panties. She was going with black today - always a color that got Wonder
Woman hornier than usual.
"Hot
damn," Officer Carter laughed, reaching out to tweak the Amazon's proud,
erect nipples. "Never gets old no matter how many times I see 'em."
"Well,
good," Wonder Woman said, wagging her brows. "Because I'm never
getting old either, baby."
"Oh,
fuck you!" she spat playfully, before burying her face in-between the
massive mounts. The corrupt policewoman squeezed, pinched, tickled, and played
with them for a good long while, even squashing them against her own (inferior
but nevertheless impressive) bust at one point.
As Officer
Carter played with her big boobs, Wonder Woman took the opportunity to explore
the policewoman's tight little snatch. The Amazon's talented fingers were soon
pumping in and out of that tight little hole, making Officer Carter shiver in
pleasure with every breath.
"Oooooh...
oh, yes... right... there! Aiiiiieeeeee!!!" Officer Carter finally
screamed loudly and proudly after a mere thirty seconds of finger-fucking from
Wonder Woman. "Jesus, is every Amazon on that island of yours this
good?!"
The two
women locked eyes for a second, both panting and sweating heavily. But they
knew that the "session" wasn't over yet. Not by a long shot.
"Enough
with the appetizers," Officer Carter said, her tone growing darker as her
expression became hungrier. "Lie down, Wonder Bitch."
Wonder Woman
breathlessly obeyed, her mouth already watering as she thought about what the
vice cop was probably going to have her do next. Sure enough, Officer Carter
quickly got up, slid her panties down and off, and planted her pussy right over
Wonder Woman's mouth.
"Mmmph,"
the Amazing Amazon commented, loving both the musky smell of the redheaded
cop's sex and the wonderful view she had of the cop's pubic patch.
"Now,
why don't you put that wonderful mouth to work..." Officer Carter smirked.
The raven-maned
Amazon obeyed immediately, kissing and licking and nibbling at Officer Carter's
twat for all she was worth. She had been rigorously trained in the art of
cunnilingus by many different owners, and she doubted that there was a single
woman on the planet who could match her current skills. She knew exactly how
where to lick, where to suck, and where to apply her teeth - and in no time at
all, Officer Carter was desperately clutching at Wonder Woman's raven mane,
teeth grinding in pleasure.
"Oh...
oh shit... I...
can't... h-hold... it... AIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!" the corrupt cop howled, head
thrown back as a torrent of her cum spilled onto Wonder Woman's face.
"Mmm...
warm and delish," Wonder Woman purred, slurping up as much of that tasty
love juice as she could. The stuff was practically a staple of her diet
nowadays, as befitting a super-slutty little hooker like her.
"Like
that, do you?" Officer Carter sneered. "Looks like your mouth finally
found something useful to do, instead of mouthing off about how
"incompetent" and "corrupt" us cops are all day long!"
"But
you are incompetent. And corrupt," Wonder Woman grinned cheekily.
"What
was that?! Sounds like someone wants a second helping!" the vice cop
smirked, eyes narrowing. And without another word, she planted her cunt back on
Wonder Woman's face, and tightened her thighs around the Amazon's head for good
measure.
True to
Officer Carter's words, Wonder Woman worked her way through a second helping...
and a third... and a fourth... and a fifth. By the time that the policewoman
rolled off of her face, the Amazon was staring blankly off into space, eyes
glassy.
Grinning,
Officer Carter got up off the bed and gave Wonder Woman some time to herself.
While the Amazon recovered, the policewoman went over to the complimentary
"toy chest" that stood in a corner of the room, and picked out one
particular toy that she had had her eye on for quite a while.
Wonder Woman
sat up on the bed, only to nearly fall down again upon seeing what Officer
Carter had buckled around her hips: a black leather strap-on harness, with two
dildos attached. Both dildos looked fearsomely thick, and were of different
lengths - confirming the Amazon's suspicions that the whole device was meant to
plug two holes at the same time.
"Oh
my," the Amazing Amazon breathed. "Th-that will be extra, you
know."
"So put
it on my tab," Officer Carter smirked, inching closer with the
double-headed dildo. "Now, head down, on your knees, and get your hands
behind your back."
Gulping,
Wonder Woman obeyed the command and pressed her face against the mattress. Part
of her felt nervous - frightened, even - but the slutty little streetwalker
within her couldn't wait. She even thrust her ass out enticingly, waiting to be
entered.
Wonder Woman
was surprised, to say the least, when she heard a soft click and felt cold steel around her
wrists. She looked back, startled, and found that her hands had been cuffed
together.
"Always
been a personal fantasy of mine," Officer Carter confessed, eyes twinkling
wickedly. "Arresting the great Wonder Woman... well, since we're supposed
to be buddies now, this is the next best thing."
Wonder Woman
just nodded, feeling the juices down below flowing even hotter and faster.
Bondage always had that sort of effect on her. It made her feel so powerless.
So vulnerable. And so damn horny.
Officer
Carter slowly climbed up onto the bed again, and got on her knees just like
Wonder Woman. She reached out with both hands, gripping Wonder Woman's luscious
butt cheeks to steady herself. Then, shutting one eye, she took careful aim and
thrust hard.
"Uuuuuuggggghhhh,"
Wonder Woman groaned low, baby blue eyes crossing as two hard, thick shafts of
rubber worked their way into her pussy and asshole. "Too... much!"
"This,"
Officer Carter growled, eyes flashing as she thrust further into the Amazon.
"Is for the time you almost had my entire department gutted on that
corruption charge!"
"Great
Hera! Ohhhhhhh!!!"
"And this is for busting those crack
smugglers down at the docks two months ago! Half my paycheck comes from
there!"
"Mercy!
Aaaagggghhhh!"
"And
this is just because you're a big-titted bimbo who needs to get put in her
place!"
"Uggggghhhh..."
Wonder Woman groaned, feeling the heat infuse every inch of her shapely body. Her
head was positively spinning now. "I'm... cumming!!!
Aiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!!!"
The Amazing
Amazon thrashed and huffed and puffed as she came, but Officer Carter wasn't
done with her by a long shot. The wicked policewoman spent the next five
minutes banging the living daylights out of Wonder Woman, and made the former
super heroine beg for mercy again and again. A whirlwind of pleasure and pain
that left Wonder Woman barely able to tell up from down.
"And...
let that... be... a lesson... to ya!" the redheaded cop panted out as she
pulled out of Wonder Woman with a loud squish.
Wonder Woman
just lay there, listening to the sound of her own heart beating. Slowly, her
senses began to return to her. By the time she had recovered enough to sit up,
she saw that Officer Carter had already unbuckled the strap-on, and was in the
midst of gathering up her uniform.
Breathing
evenly, the shapely Amazon watched the corrupt policewoman walk into an
adjoining bathroom for a post-sex shower. She briefly considered following Officer
Carter inside so that she could ogle the cop some more, but decided against it.
She was just too damn tired right now. And besides, she'd probably get to turn
tricks for a few more hot girls before the day was through.
Several
minutes later, a freshly showered and fully dressed Officer Carter was handing
her a single, crumpled dollar bill. Wonder Woman raised an eyebrow, but
accepted it all the same.
"Your
generosity is unmatched, Officer," the Amazon smiled as she tucked the dollar
into her boot. It was more than any of the vice cops usually paid for her
services.
Officer
Carter laughed. "And don't you forget it, bitch."
Wonder Woman
watched as the corrupt cop walked over the door, loving how that ass jiggled -
consciously or not - in those tight uniform pants. As she opened the door,
however, Officer Carter turned around one last time.
"By the
way, me and the boys are having a poker party this weekend. Guess who's going
to be the special entertainment?"
"Can't
wait," Wonder Woman said huskily, brows wagging. Thoughts of getting
gangbanged by several vice cops at once - maybe even the entire squad - were
already filling her head. All those big, thick dicks, those rough, manly
hands... plus Officer Carter to provide an obligatory woman's touch to it
all...
Officer
Carter blew the Amazon a kiss, and slammed the door shut. Wonder Woman just sat
on the bed for a few moments, a dreamy look on her face.
But
eventually, the heroine-turned-hooker stood up and surveyed her surroundings. Her
outfit was scattered around the room - as usual. Every inch of her surroundings
smelled of sex and sweat - as usual. And she was in desperate need of a shower
- as usual.
With a
satisfied sigh, Wonder Woman took off the few remaining pieces of her outfit -
namely, her tiara and her boots - and stepped into the adjoining bathroom. She
was just about to slip into the shower stall when a certain, familiar voice
reached her ears.
"Cheapest
you go is fifty bucks, huh?"
The Amazon's
baby blues widened. "S-Sue?"
A laugh ran
throughout the tiny bathroom as Wonder Woman quickly looked all around,
searching for the blonde. But her efforts were in vain; all she could see were
a sink, a slightly cracked mirror, a toilet, and a shower stall. No Sue Storm
to be found, no matter how hard she searched.
Suddenly, a
pair of manicured hands materialized out of thin air and encased the Amazon's
bare chest. Wonder Woman gave a little gasp, before her expression turned into
one of mingled annoyance, embarrassment, and arousal.
"Great
Hera!" the Amazon huffed, prying those groping hands off of her tits.
"Were you watching the entire time, Sue?!"
"Right
in one," the scantily clad blonde chuckled, making herself fully visible.
"You know, you should really consider a career in porn. You're the most
authentic, talented slut I've seen in my life. After me, of course."
"I'm
flattered," Wonder Woman replied dryly, rolling her eyes. "But you
should keep in my that what I do is the real thing."
Sue's left
eye twitched. "Meaning?"
Wonder Woman
turned around so that she was facing her blond rival, and put her hands on her
hips. "Meaning that you've got a director and an entire camera crew and
Hera knows how many trained co-stars running around to make you look
good."
A mirthless
smile curled Sue's mouth. "Go on."
The Amazon
Princess shot a haughty look at the Invisible Woman. "All I have are the
gifts I was born with."
"Right,"
Sue held back a snicker. "All you've got are the tits, ass, and face that
actual gods gave you. Oh, and a thousand years of experience on an island with
nothing but women almost as hot as you are. That's not even getting into all
the little encounters you've had with big, bad criminals as a super
heroine..."
Wonder Woman
looked half-annoyed and half-proud at the last remark. "And you've never
had a setback or two before? I've seen the fan compilations online. You've been
knocked out and tied up more times than I have, and I'm pretty sure that none
of your captors were renowned as gentlemen!"
Now, the
Invisible Woman's facial expression mirrored Wonder Woman's. A minute ticked by
before the blonde spoke again. "I'm the superior super slut here, and I'll
have no trouble proving it to you."
Wonder Woman
cocked an eyebrow. "I'm listening."
"Come
over to my next shoot," Sue said. She reached down into her boot and
pulled out a cell phone. "That'll be in about... twenty-five minutes. Just
drop by Blue Ring Studios on Johnson Avenue, and you can watch a real expert at
work."
Wonder Woman
bit her lip. "I don't know... this is on pretty short notice..."
"Don't
worry about it," Sue replied with a careless wave of her hand. "Your
pimp and my boss are old friends. It'll be easy to arrange."
Without
waiting for a reply, the blond porn star dove in and landed a quick peck on
Wonder Woman's cheek. Wonder Woman started in surprise, before rolling her eyes
and stepping back into the shower stall.
Giggling
softly, Sue turned herself invisible again and strode out of the bathroom. A
minute or so later, she had exited the hooker hotel. Phone still in hand, she
casually dialed the number for Blue Ring Studios, and explained the situation
to her boss, the rising porn producer/director James "Sir Sproing"
Anderson.
Sir Sproing,
true to his nickname, was the sort of pornographer who fancied himself something
of a gentleman. Whatever Sue wanted, she generally got from him - so long as
she promised him a longer-than-usual "workout" before they went to
bed. The arrangements in question thus took only a few minutes to complete -
indeed, Sue's boss seemed extra-receptive to the idea of having the only woman
in the city who could genuinely rival Sue in both sexiness and sluttiness over
at his studios.
In what
seemed like no time at all, the Invisible Woman had stepped back into the
familiar halls of Blue Ring Studios. She turned visible again as soon as she
stepped through the doors, and headed right for Studio #3. On the way, most of
her regular co-stars - hell, most of the non-acting staff - slapped her on the
back, pinched her ass, fondled her boobs, or some combination of the three.
Her boss was
already waiting on the set when she got there, sitting in one of those cheesy
director's folding chairs he loved so much. He was a real big believer in the
"classics" of cinematography, despite (or maybe because of) the fact
that his brand of filmmaking wasn't even strictly legal, let alone respected as
classic. Between his sunglasses, beret, goatee, and ponytail, he stood in some
odd no-man's-land between pathetic, endearing, eccentric, and vaguely creepy.
All of which
just made Sue wetter at the sight of him. Besides, he was very well-endowed
under it all, and Sue had never finished a single bedroom tryst with him
feeling disappointed. That was all that mattered to the new-and-improved her.
Sir Sproing
greeted her in his usual manner upon spotting her. "Good afternoon, Lady
Invisi-Skank. Art thou ready to get thy brains fucked out?"
The blond
heroine-turned-porn star just wagged her brows at him. "Nope."
"Good,"
Sir Sproing grinned, lowering his sunglasses so he could take her sexy self in
with the naked eye. "Go get your makeup touched up. We start shooting at
three-fifteen. Your little gal-pal should be here by then."
"Oh,
goody," Sue cooed, rubbing her already-wet thighs together. Mainly to put
on a teasing little pre-show for her boss, not to mention all the other
hardworking crew members currently setting things up for the shoot.
Sashaying
her hips with every step, Sue trotted off toward her makeup room, earning a
nice little slap on the ass from Sir Sproing as she passed by him. The slutty
blonde bit her lip as she thought of her upcoming scene - the beginning of
Super Bimbo Bitch-Tamed, if she remembered correctly. Another super heroine
parody picture filled to the brim with down-and-dirty fucking, not to mention
lots of cheesy lines. Just the way she liked it. Hell, she'd actually written
some of the script herself, drawing on her experiences as a former
crimefighter.
Very soon,
Sue was seated in a chair inside the makeup room, holding as still as possible while
the studio's makeup artists touched up her face - not to mention her costume -
for maximum visual appeal. She couldn't appear too prim or drab on-camera, but
she couldn't look too slutty, either, since a good chunk of her pornos'
audiences were attracted to the "wholesome" charm that she radiated
despite her most un-wholesome taste in costumes. It was a fine line to be
walked, and Sue found the idea kind of kinky, if occasionally confusing.
After the
makeup artists had finished, Sue left the makeup room, made a beeline for the
set, and grabbed a copy of the script from Sir Sproing. She only gave her lines
a brief skim, since she'd written most of them. And besides, with her extensive
"training", she was fairly confident that she could recite the Pledge
of Allegiance and still make every straight man in the country (not to mention
all the lesbians) cream their pants.
To say
nothing of the fact that she would probably be letting her "natural
instincts" do the acting for the most part...
She then
heard a click, and saw most of the overhead lights dim. Looking around her, she
saw that the set had been constructed to look like a typical inner-city back
alley. It was the kind of place that she'd done quite a bit of her
crimefighting in, actually.
"Alright,
alright!" Sir Sproing yelled through a loudspeaker, seated off-set.
"Quiet down, everyone!"
Not long
after, the porn director's scrawny assistant scurried on-set, holding the
traditional black-and-white clapboard in his hands. Raising his voice, he
called out, "Super Bimbo Bitch-Tamed, scene one, take one!"
With that,
he clapped the device together, before scurrying off the set.
Sue took a
deep breath, getting "into character" as she felt the warm wetness in
her groin growing stronger. Meanwhile, a tall, muscular man stepped into view,
wearing a bandanna, a dirty white wifebeater, jeans, and combat boots. A
wolf's-head necklace hung from around his neck. All in all, he looked nothing
like porn actor Danny "Super Schlong" Jordan, and everything like a
genuine street thug.
"I hear
you've been talkin' real big on the streets, Super Jugs," he sneered.
"Think you're gonna take Alpha Wolf down? Huh?"
"That's
right!" Sue said, putting her hands on her hips and giving him a confident
glare. "Your days of terrorizing innocent citizens are over, vile villain!
You're going back to the State Penitentiary!"
"Ha!"
he snorted, crossing his arms. "And how do ya figure that?"
"Well,"
Sue said, rolling her eyes. "I have amazing super powers that can take down twenty men in a heartbeat. Whereas you are an ordinary thug with nothing
but the brute strength of one man, and whatever pathetic weapon you might be
packing."
"Pathetic,
huh?" he replied, a sly look coming onto his face. "I think this might change your tune soon
enough!"
As he spoke,
he reached into his pocket and removed a small, red tube that looked like a dog
whistle. He put it to his lips, and blew. A high-pitched squeal, just barely
audible, filled the room.
Sue
immediately dropped to her knees, hands clapped to her ears.
"Aiiiiiieeeeeee!!!"
she shouted with overwrought emotion, squirming helplessly. "It... hurts!
Make... it... stop!"
He just kept
on blowing that whistle, while Sue kept pretending to be knocked flat by the
sound-waves. Eventually, Sue saw him stop, and immediately clambered to her
hands and knees, panting.
"This
is a little gift from my old friend, Dr. Mindripper!" Alpha Wolf grinned,
showing off the whistle. "Made especially for high-and-mighty super
bitches like you! The longer I blow, the more scrambled your so-called brain
becomes..."
As Sue
looked on in pretend horror, he brought the whistle to his lips again and blew.
This time, Sue really poured on the theatrics, writhing as sexily as possible
as she screamed, looking like she was ready to orgasm then and there. Which
wasn't far from the truth, actually.
Once two or
three minutes had passed, Sue moved on to the next stage of the
"plot" - the little "transformation" that she would go through
thanks to the whistle's effects. She twisted her pretty face to look directly
at camera two, and gave her eyes a glazed-over look that was sure to
communicate the idea of her totally losing her mind.
Then, she
writhed for a few more seconds, and promptly began barking.
"Arf!"
On cue,
Alpha Wolf put the whistle down and looked at Sue in confusion. Sue, for her
part, got on all fours and kept on barking.
"Arf!
Arf arf arf!"
With a grin,
Alpha Wolf put his whistle away. "Damn, that thing worked better 'n I
thought. Super bitch's gotten so brain-fried, she's regressed into bein' a
dog!"
Sue threw
her head back and gave a long, sexy howl. "Master! P-please don't hurt me
anymore! I'll be a good little doggy, I promise! Arf arf!"
Alpha Wolf's
grin grew even bigger. The muscular man reached for the zipper in his jeans,
which was already bulging quite noticeably. "Oh, you're not gonna be a
good little doggy..."
Sue gasped,
making sure that her cheesy "O" expression was perfectly caught
on-camera.
"...
you're gonna be my good little bitch!"
Sue molded
her expression into one of mixed horror and eagerness as his cock popped out
and stood erect for her - and the cameras - to see. Super Schlong lived up to
his porn star name - he was easily ten inches, and real thick, too. Sue had
worked with him in about ten porn pictures thus far, and she was pretty sure
that he was her favorite. She was definitely his favorite.
He stepped
closer and closer to her, while she - as scripted - sat down on her butt and
slowly scooted back on her hands. All too soon, she had been backed up against
one of the fake alley walls.
"Nowhere
to run now, you big-titted bimbo!"
"Arf!"
Sue replied.
He stepped
up so that the tip of that gigantic cock just barely brushed Sue's lips. Sue
widened her eyes at the moment of contact, before settling into a half-lidded
gaze that signified her "giving in" to her "natural
instincts".
"Suck
it!" Alpha Wolf commanded.
The blond
beauty did as commanded, using her tongue to skillfully tease the tip of that
cock. After a few moments of tongue-play, she opened her mouth all the way, and
quickly sucked him in. As she blew her co-star, she raised her delicate hands
to his nuts, and began massaging.
"Oh!
Oh, Jesus!" Alpha Wolf yelled, fingers buried in Sue's blond mane.
"Mmmmmmmm,"
Sue groaned contently, meaning all of it. She absolutely loved getting her
holes filled, be it mouth, pussy, or ass. And she really liked it when it was all three.
Good thing there was supposed to be a three-on-one gangbang later in the movie
- just the thought was getting her juices flowing freely between her legs.
"Hot
damn!" he growled through gritted teeth. "You been wastin' your time
playin' superhero! You shoulda started turnin' tricks ages ago!"
That sent a spark
of anger and jealousy through Sue. Turning tricks? Who did this bastard think
she was, Wonder Woman? She was no mere gutter whore - she was the best damn
skank the porn industry ever saw, and she was going to prove it!
Sue didn't
know whether or not Diana had arrived on the set or not - her current position
didn't let her see that far - but if that Amazon tramp was here, then she was
going to get the lesson of her life!
Eyes wide,
Sue began to aggressively pump Alpha Wolf's dick in and out of her mouth, while
making sure to not seriously hurt her co-star. He liked it rough, but even he
had limits. And co-stars like him were hard to come by.
As if on
cue, he suddenly came, practically flooding Sue's mouth and face with the sweet
white stuff. Sue eagerly gulped down as much of it as she could while
continuing with her tongue bath, soon feeling a small orgasm explode in-between
her own legs. The busty blonde shuddered slightly as she felt those juices leak
from her womanhood, staining her shorts and dripping onto the set floor.
"Money
shot!" Sir
Sproing's voice suddenly boomed from off-set.
Several of
the cameras began to zoom in, and Sue pulled herself off of Alpha Wolf's cock
so they would get a better close-up of her face. Meanwhile, Alpha Wolf's cock
gave a shudder, and shot one last jet of white into Sue's face - right between
the eyes.
As Sue went
cross-eyed, and dabbed a bit of the stuff with her finger, Alpha Wolf threw his
head back and laughed. That, plus the fact that her debasement would soon be seen
by millions around the world, made Sue feel even more hot and tingly inside.
Without
warning, Alpha Wolf grabbed Sue by her silky golden mane and turned her around,
so that she was facing one of the fake alley walls. Without being told, Sue
assumed the "position": hands pressed against the wall, body bent
over at a ninety-degree angle, legs wide apart, and both holes easily
accessible.
"Alright,
bitch!" Alpha Wolf growled. "Enough with the opening acts. Time to
take your bitch-taming to the next level!"
Sue turned
her head around to look at him, giving a pitiful whine like a beaten dog.
"Please be gentle..."
"Alpha
Wolf don't do gentle!" he snapped, jabbing a couple of thick fingers into
the crotch of Sue's shorts and creating a wet squelch noise. "Now get your stupid
bitch face up against that wall, till I say so!"
Sue obeyed,
and was soon rewarded with the feeling of Alpha Wolf sliding her skimpy shorts
down her legs. He left the shorts around her knees - a personal turn-on for
Sue, since it gave her the impression that her knees were tied together,
enhancing her feelings of being bound and helpless. Of course, the feeling of
her naked twat being exposed to air didn't hurt, either.
Then, Sue
felt the engorged head of Alpha Wolf's big dick pressing against her womanhood,
and shuddered again, heart hammering. She spread her legs a little wider, as to
give him better access.
"Ready
or not, here I come!" Alpha Wolf roared.
Well-lubricated
as Sue's pussy was, he had no problem getting five or six inches in right away.
Sue gritted her teeth as that oh-so-arousing mixture of pleasure and pain
radiated from her twat, feeling her head spinning out of control.
Alpha Wolf
rammed her again and again, getting a little deeper each time. Soon, he had
settled into a sweet rhythm, pounding Sue's hot little twat while at the same
time groping those big, round ass cheeks to his heart's content. Sue made
short, perverted little grunts with every one of his thrusts; and every so
often, she threw her head back and howled like the bitch she was.
"Oh!
Oh... Ohhhhhhhh!!! Aroooooooooooo!!!"
Sue felt her
heart and soul soaring as she came, like she always did. Not long after, she
felt that cock in her pussy vibrate, before spewing a nice, hot payload deep
into her. The feeling of the hot seed trickling down her legs made Sue feel all
hot and humiliated, which in turn only increased her bliss. She truly loved
getting put into "her place".
Alpha Wolf
then pulled out of the busty blonde, leaving a panting Sue to slowly sink down
to her knees with her tight shorts still binding her legs together. He gave her
only seconds to recover before spinning the super heroine-turned-porn star
around, and repeatedly slapping her in the face with his wet, sticky cock. Sue
yelped, even as she felt her mouth begin to water involuntarily from the
thought of what was about to happen next.
"Clean
me, bitch."
Panting
eagerly, Sue pulled her tight blue top over her head, spinning it around in the
air a few times before tossing it aside. Her big tits immediately sprang free,
bouncing up and down for all to see. As the cameras dutifully recorded those
massive mammaries, Alpha Wolf grinned lecherously and pinched both of Sue's
erect pink nipples.
Sue moaned.
Then she slowly brought her own manicured hands up to her big tits, and
carefully began massaging them, squeezing and pinching and pulling. Once she'd
gotten her tits nice and aroused, she slid Alpha Wolf's dick right between
them, trapping it in-between the two big, warm mounds of flesh.
"Arf!"
Sue smiled. "Master's dick is all dirty! Time for a bath!"
With that,
the shapely blonde opened her mouth, and wrapped her lips around the tip of
Alpha Wolf's dick. She worked meticulously, manipulating that big cock with her
tits, her lips, and her tongue all at once. This time, her goal was not only to
maximize Alpha Wolf's pleasure, but also clean him thoroughly.
The
combination of tit-fucking and mouth-fucking easily proved too much for Sue's
well-hung co-star to handle. In a little more than a minute, Alpha Wolf was coming
hard and fast, splattering down Sue's face and chest with even more of that
tasty seed. Sue eagerly gulped down what she could, leaving the rest to cover
her smooth, milky skin and her golden hair.
Alpha Wolf
gave a satisfied sigh as he jerked off his last few "deposits", and
looked down at his clean dick, before looking at Sue's panting, slutty face and
its fresh layer of "makeup". Laughing, he reached down and behind the
kneeling blonde, and slid the skimpy shorts off of her legs completely.
In silence,
Alpha Wolf moved the flimsy piece of clothing all over Sue's chest and face,
using it like a wiping rag. Then, once he'd wiped a good amount off of Sue, he
crammed the cum-soaked shorts right into Sue's mouth.
"Mmmph?!"
Sue cried in muffled (and scripted) surprise. Though her eyes widened, she
didn't spit out the garments. Insteadly, she docilely remained on her knees,
gently sucking on her makeshift gag.
"And...
cut!" Sir
Sproing's loudspeaker-enhanced voice boomed over the set.
Sue gave a
little whinny of disappointment, her shorts still crammed into her mouth. The
sex scenes never lasted as long as she'd have liked them to. But that was
showbiz, as the saying went. Besides, the movie had at least four more scenes
to go.
As the
lights overhead snapped back on at full strength, the slutty blonde slowly got
up and took the shorts out of her mouth. She stepped off the set, not even
bothering to put her skimpy top back on. She liked the feel of the cool air on
her bare tits and nipples.
Sir Sproing
was waving her over from the director's chair, a big grin on his face and a
bigger hard-on tenting his pants. A moment later, Sue saw that the pornographer
wasn't alone. Indeed, a very special guest was standing a few feet beside him.
A very
special, scantily clad, Amazon-born guest.
Wonder Woman
wagged her brows at her longtime rival. "Miss me?"
The
Invisible Woman just snorted. "Actually, I was afraid you would miss my little demonstration. How much did
you catch?"
"All of
it," Wonder Woman answered, hands on hips. "You were pretty good...
for an amateur."
The
super-stacked blonde's eyes flared at that. "Now I know you're lying.
Anyone who's been to one of my shoots for five seconds would know that I'm ten
times the slut you are."
In response,
the voluptuous Amazon narrowed her eyes. "You looking for a rematch?"
Sue grinned
fiercely. "Thought you'd never ask.
Diana's
reply came in the form of a quick peck to Sue's lips. The blonde flinched
slightly, before grabbing the Amazon's hand and squeezing hard.
"Oh, it
is on."
Sue then
turned toward her director, who was all but drooling over the little catfight
by now. Most of the production crew was doing the same - even the female
members. Sue had the sudden feeling that she would be pleasing more than just
her director in bed that night.
"Be
back in thirty, Sir Sproing. You don't mind, do you?"
The
slack-jawed pornographer blinked, and babbled something that might have been,
"Sure, have fun."
But by then,
Sue was already turning on her heel, dragging Diana toward the closest exit.
Deep down, both of them already knew where they were going - that alley behind
Madam Bowen's boutique, where it had all began. Where they had discovered their
true selves.
And once
there, they would beat each other stupid. Or fuck each other stupid.
Probably
both.
THE END.