Wonder Woman:
A Slave to a Nation
Chapter One:
Caught in a Trap
By
Dumbtime
(dumbtime@hotmail.com)
Scampering across the rooftops of
the office buildings in the business district, Wonder Woman enjoys the night
air as she patrols along the north side of the capital city. She always
performing her duty as a super heroine, protecting the city from any dangerous
or harmful activities that disturb the peace that she serves. But, tonight, in
between her patrols, she has an important appointment that she must keep.
Reaching her destination, she
stands in front of the gate entrance to the large government compound run by
the Department of Defense. As she arrives, she looks up at the large clock
tower. It expands a few stories above the security post on the other side of
the gate. She notices the time and says to herself, “
Wonder
Woman was indirectly contacted by the scientists at the D.O.D. They originally got in contact
with Diana Prince, a field agent with the Inter-Agency Defense Command. In
order to get Wonder Woman’s attention, everyone knew they would have to go
through Diana. They managed to get up with Diana earlier this morning. When they
spoke with her, they convinced her that Wonder Woman’s expertise could help
them further their extremely sensitive undercover research on a large
governmental defense project. They explained to her the work they had been doing
on a top secret experiment and needed the use of Wonder Woman’s extraordinary
abilities to further their research. Upon hearing what she believed as a
legitimate need, they convinced her that the experiment was vastly important
for the security of the nation as a whole. Realizing some validity to their
story, she agreed to pass the message on to Wonder Woman.
Clearing security at the gate, Wonder
Woman soon makes her way to the large D.O.D. building in the center of the
compound. Just as she reaches for the door to the building, she hears loud
sirens and alarms go off from inside it. Alarmed and confused, she swings open
the front door and hastily rushes into the large building to see what the
clamber is all about. Once inside, she notices that the building seems somewhat
empty. She then realizes the sounds of the alarm are coming from down a long
marble hallway on one side of a large foyer and she moves towards the area where
the alarms appear to be blaring from. The only sign of any presence in the
building is a light coming from the last door, at the other end of the hallway.
As she gets close to that door, she realizes that it’s the laboratory that she
was to meet the scientists. She ponders as she runs, “I got here in the nick of
time. That’s where the meeting is supposed to be. I wonder if some one is
trying to foil their experiment. If there is any wrong-doing, then justices
will prevail. I will see to that.”
As she enters the laboratory,
Wonder Woman yells out, “Hello! Is everyone here ok?” Just under the loud
screeching sirens, her highly trained hearing picks up a muffled whimper coming
from the tall locker near the back of the large lab.
With deep concern, she swiftly moves towards the locker.
Reaching it, she yells, “It will be ok, I’ll get you out of there.” She grabs
the handle of the locker and in one fell swoop, yanks the door off its hinges. Like
someone hitting a switch, the sirens stop sudden and abruptly, as a purple mist
from many well positioned canisters sprays out of the open locker directly at
Wonder Woman. Stunned, she drops the locker door beside her as she shouts, “Oh
no, It’s Purplyze Gas*. I can’t move.”
Her body begins to go numb and stops responding to
movement, leaving her standing motionless.
*(Purplyze Gas: an experimental
crowd control gas that contains a quick-acting highly paralytic drug. The
government has been working on it and developing it for riot control in foreign
lands. It causes the victim to almost instantly lose mobility but remain erect
instead of collapsing like a rag doll. This make for easier removal of the
paralyzed bodies.)*
Stunned and completely confused,
she now stands statuesque in one place in front of the
locker. She then notices something unusual coming from inside it. Swirling
sparkles of lights began to captures her attention. Hovering in the locker at
her eye level is a medium size sphere, similar to that of a disco ball. It is
now reflecting many of the sparkles directly at her face. Because of her
paralytic state, she can't look away as they continually shifting color and
shape. Staring helplessly at them, she
thinks to herself, “That orb…the glow…these lights …what are these lights? They
are so soothing and calm. Why is it so hard for me to stop looking at them?”
With all her attention focused
on the swirling sparkles of lights in front of her, two small speakers
lower from the ceiling simultaneously and unnoticed by Wonder Woman. They
position themselves along side her head, each one facing her ears with one on
the left and one on the right. They then, began to emit a near sub-human
pitched sound wave directly at her. At first, she thinks she hears something
that sounds like birds chirping all around her. Then, after a few seconds, the
chirping stops and she begins to hear words as though someone were whispering.
The words sound not as if someone were there besides her talking, but as though
they were coming from inside her own head.
Totally unable to register what is taking place with the sudden
bombardment of mental assault, she can’t help but to listen as the words tell
her to be calm, relax and pay attention to the pretty lights dance around in
inside the locker.
Completely captivated by the all
that is going on around her, she is unable to stop her
gaze at the sphere and tune out the bombardment of suggestions in her head. She
finds it harder and harder to think clearly as she feels herself falling into a
trance-like state. She tries valiantly to fight off the trance as she hears the
words, “You must comply, you must obey, you can not resist…,” along with other
words she can’t quite make out begin to repeat over and over inside her thoughts.
A booming voice
breaks the sudden silence of the laboratory. Seemingly speaking
into a recorder, the voice shouts across the now quiet laboratory, “This first
encounter with the subject, Wonder Woman, has gone almost as perfectly as we
planned it. With near perfect timing, it was executed with simplicity, easy and
extreme effectiveness. Our perfectly timed set up was able to get the subject
to come to the lab, completely unaware of the true meaning of why she was
called to be here, and stand in the designated spot. As the locker door was
opened, specially placed canisters of the agent, Purplyze, emitted the gas at
the right time and place to immobilize the victim, giving the mesmeric-strobe
time to capture her attention. Thus, the subject is rendered helpless and unable
to escape the series of acoustic subliminal messages being transmitted directly
into her subconscious thought. Inevitably, Wonder Woman has been captured.”
In her now waning
moments of self-realization, Wonder Woman seethes at how foolish she was for
rushing in and not being careful and fully aware of the situation. Somewhat
disgusted at the events, she thinks to herself, “I can’t believe how easily I
was lead to the trap and how hastily I fell for it.” She rationally tries to
think to herself, “I must think of a way out of here before I’m done in for
good.” She begins to try to fight and resist the overwhelming desire to comply
with the words in her head and, at the same time, tries to think of a way out
of her predicament. She starts to concentrate and focus on a plan. As she begins
to push the words out of her head, she realizes an important thought, “If I can
just get these words out of my head and hold out a little longer, the effect of
the gas will start to wear off.”
Suddenly, her
raven hair is pulled aside, snapping her out of that thought. Caught off-guard,
she feels something like a bee sting as an injector needle is pressed to her
neck. She reacts in her thoughts to the shot, “Ouch! What was that?!?”
The voice, now coming from
directly behind Wonder Woman speaks again, “Ah, trying to resist the subliminal
commands I see. There now, that should squelch your resistance and speed up the
process.” He continues in a more matter of fact tone, “This particular
blend of hypnotic and psycho-tropic sedatives was specially designed for Wonder
Woman, to relax her, destroying most of her resistance and to render her even
more susceptible to the messages encoded into the sound emissions. She should
be feeling the effects instantly and should be in complete compliance very
soon.”
Wonder Woman sluggishly thinks to
herself , “Uhhhhh….Noooo….I’ve been drugged….I can feel the effects starting….Feel
so strange….so good….so relaxed….can’t focus….so hard to think….so hard to
resist.” A warm sensation washes
over her mind and body and takes over her senses. She begins to feel her will to
be and her resistance to fight, melt away, like butter on a hot pan. The lights
continue to constantly dance before her glazing over eyes. A pair of strong
hands begins massage her neck and shoulders, relaxing her even more deeply into
the trance she can not escape. She responds in thought, “Uhhh…that feels so
good…so relaxing. I feel…feel soo…weak, too hard…to...resist, No…must
focus…must hold out a little longer.”
No longer able
to force the words out of her thoughts, they instantly rush back inside her
head and seem to be become more forceful, repeating over and over, “You must
comply! You must obey!” Losing more control of herself in the
overpowering feeling to relax, a small speckle of drool dribbles out of her
semi-open mouth and down to her chin. Lost in the onslaught, she barely musters
a resistance. The last bit of Wonder Woman’s legendary fiery will struggles to
still exist inside her psyche.
In a more commanding tone, the
voice speaks again from behind Wonder Woman, “You must serve me.
You will feel privileged to do so to my every command. You should feel highly
honored to be chosen to serve as a subject for the Dept. of Defense because of
your splendid physique and super-human capabilities.”
The words
from the voice and the words absorbing into her thoughts created by the
subliminal messages begin to take a heavy toll. Unable now to fight these
agents bent on destroying her will, the heroine begins to feel herself comply
with the voice. Losing the battle of her will, a weak struggling thought still
lingers, “Yesss….Feel.…sooo….hon..ored….No…m..ust…res…ist… c..an’t…give…in. She
is now barely able to think at all, nonetheless, fight the onslaught of relaxation
and compliance.
The same
hands, still unseen to Wonder Woman, begin to undo and strip away her outfit,
leaving her helpless, naked and completely defenseless as the hypnotic display
of lights continuing to mesmerize her and more messages of her full compliance
and obedience penetrate and are absorbed deeper into her subconscious. The
voice continues, “Lets see if the pleasure program has taken affect.” The hands
that were massaging her shoulders are now traveling down her back and around
her sides underneath her armpits. From there, they reach around her and cup her
large, firm breasts. As she stands there helpless, having her massive breasts
passionately kneaded and massaged, she slowly feels herself become more aroused
and her body begins to tingle. She struggles to think,
“Wh.at…is...hap..pen.ing…to..me? Fe..el…so…tur..ned …on, so…hor..ny. Uh, Uh,
Mmmmmmmm. Oh Yes…feels…so… GOOOD!!!
After a few
minutes of the massage, Wonder Woman is so aroused that she no longer thinks of
resisting. Feeling herself slip further and further away from reality, her eyes
begin to roll back into her head. Suddenly the hands stop and she feels
something tightening around her neck. With the new surge of mind control
rushing through her brain and nothing left to fight with, her will snaps as she
registers her last thought, “Uhhhhh, I c..an..not ..resist
an.y..more..Yeeesssss, I must comply, must obey.” At that moment the last of
her will completely slips away, leaving her with no resistance to the will of
the voice. Vacant and completely oblivious to the fact that her own golden
lasso is being used on her, she has no thoughts of who she was, is or will be. Her
mind is now completely empty of any thought. They can be no longer found in her
head. The only mental registry in her psyche now is that of compliance and
complete obedience. She is now ready to be a slave.
“Excellent, slave”
the voice continued. "Now, for the real reason you are here. If our extensive
research about the abilities of the materials in this rope proves true, as we
have seen you use it numerous of times, it should provide the finishing touch
to our first meeting with you tonight." With that he speaks the words that
virtually seal the fate of Wonder Woman’s future. “You are now and
always will be a slave, Wonder Woman. You will obey and comply with every
command given to you by me and the other research members of this laboratory.
Your first and only loyalty will be to me and then to them. You only goal in
life now is to serve this great nation by serving your masters to the best of
your capabilities.” Pausing to let the first string of orders mold Wonder Woman’s
now putty-like mind, he proceeds to barks out her first command, “Slave, follow
me to the other side of the lab.”
Upon hearing
the command, she realizes she can now move again as the paralyzing affects of
the gas have worn off. No longer having any resistance against the voice’s
command, she completely complies, turns unhesitant and follows obediently
behind the dark figure still holding the other end of her lasso.
“Very good, slave,”
The voice remarks, “you have done well so far in our first session. I will
reward you with a request. Anything you would like at this moment shall be
granted. What would you like as your reward?” Still
deep in a trance, with a slight smile and in a somewhat monotone voice, she
says, “Master, It would please me to be allowed to service your penis orally.”
The voice booms
again across the room as if it were still being recorded, “As
planned, the greatest benefit of the mesmerizing light strobe and the
subliminal messages is now achieved. The subliminal processing overwrote the
subject’s natural drive to achieve more as a super heroine. Now, with her new
drive in place, she will want to serve more as a slave. She will find herself
wanting to please her master to the best of her abilities. When she senses that
following commands pleases her master, she will begin to anticipate a reward
for her obedience. As of now, because of the subliminal programming, she'll
want to sexually pleasure her master as a reward. The program cycles her mind
into thinking that giving pleasure to her master pleases her. It continually
increases as the subject’s conditioning continues. This is a must in order to
maintain absolute compliance during the more rigorous examinations and testing
that will be conducted in a few weeks.” He continues now towards Wonder Woman, “We
are extremely pleased with this progress. Slave, you've earned your just
reward. You may proceed with the blowjob.”
Calculating
and with the slightest of ease, she slithers up to him and unzips his pants.
Kneeling down before him, she pulls out his now rock hard cock. Staring
intently at it, she begins fondling it in her hand with extreme anticipation.
Pressing her lips around it and with the suction of a small scale vacuum
cleaner, she draws her cheeks in as she pleasures his organ with vigor. At
first, she struggles with the awkwardness of it, then instantly it becomes like
second nature to her. With in a few strokes she finds her rhythm and brings the
dark figure to near ecstasy. Finally, as she is at the same time getting lost
in her own moment of ecstasy, he climaxes, spraying his thick beads of cum
directly into her mouth. His pleasure causes her to have her own orgasm as
well.
“Outstanding, Slut,”
the voice chuckled. “I can see the beginning of many benefits to “cum” in our
new working relationship. Now back to the business at hand. You will not know
why, but you will return to this laboratory at
With much
confidence, the voice continues, “The Dept of Defense will uncover your secrets
and understand what gives you your super human features in order to use them to
further the development of the defense of this great nation. You are now, and
forever, the property of the government. Do you understand those order, slave?
Do you understand what you now are? Is that understood?”
The now re-programmed
Wonder Woman rises to her feet and nods her head in agreement. Still drooling
cum from her mouth, a long string of it drops from her lip and stretches down
across her left breast. The voices barks back at her, “I didn't hear you,
slave. Did you answer me?” Now knowing her true meaning and purpose in life and
in complete, utter compliance, Wonder Woman proudly answers, “Yes, Master! I am
a slave and I am the property of the government! I understand!”
“Excellent,” says
the voice. “Now, slave, clean up your mess and get dressed. You will return to
the place that you were when you first arrived at the compound for the meeting
and continue on your regular schedule. You will not remember the request for a
meeting, the alarms, this laboratory, me nor my voice. As far as your conscious
mind is concerned, you were never here and were never suppose to be here. We
will see you again this Friday for the next session. Don't make any plans for
the weekend.” Saying that, he throws a
wash cloth, her clothes and a breathe mint on the table beside her. (The mint
is to cover any hint of the previous active her mouth was just involved in.) To
that, she proudly answers again, “Yes, Master! Get dressed....Remember
nothing....Return here Friday....No plans for the weekend. I must obey!”
Instantly, she cleans up, eats the mint, puts on her clothes and whisks away
into the night.
15 minutes later, standing outside
the gate at the clock tower at the front of the Dept. of Defense compound:
“Hmmm...” Wonder
Woman ponders, “It seems like just a few seconds ago I looked at that clock and
it said