WONDER WOMAN AND THE DAIRY FARMER (PART 2)

By THE MASTER

This story is a continuation of the original written by Danielle. I modified her ending to the original so the saga could continue…that’s how highly I think of her story and characters. As always, it is written for adult entertainment only. This story contains graphic sex, violence and that milking thing. This is of course why you need to take the meds everyday. Enjoy.

The pickup sped down the dirt road and reached the front gate of the farm just as the sun was rising on another perfect July morning.

“Nobody up yet, that figures…city boys…” The Dairy Farmer thought as he pulled his truck up in front of the house and got out. “Hey, where are you guys!” He shouted at the house as he looked around the yard.

“No one home!” Came the voice from inside the dark barn as The Dairy Farmer started up the front porch steps.

The farmer stopped in his tracks. “Hmmm…now where have I heard that voice before?” He pondered aloud, a wry smile crossing his face as he turned towards the open barn doors.

“In your nightmares from now on you bastard, today you get yours!” Wonder Woman answered as she walked slowly out of the barn and stood in her familiar power pose in the middle of the dirt yard.

“Why it’s a fully rejuvenated Wonder Woman…somebody’s been playing with my power belt and magic lasso.” The Dairy Farmer quipped. “Why aren’t you with the rest of the herd my little Wonder Cow?”

Wonder Woman seethed…but kept her cool, taking down this perp was going to feel better than she ever imagined.

“The ‘herd’ is gone along with any memory they had of this place and your men are dead. You can follow them if your ass isn’t off those steps by the time I count to three…one…three…”

The Dairy Farmer jumped down into the yard and faced the vengeful Amazon.

“OK, what’ll it be…pistols at forty paces? Don’t I get a pair of bracelets too?”

Diana’s eyes narrowed, “How about a good ass whipping up close and personal. Then we’ll see if you’re still such a wise guy.”

“My, my, my what hostility…I haven’t had a good ass whipping since…never.” The Dairy Farmer laughed.

Wonder Woman was about to respond when suddenly it dawned on her, “This guy is too glib…no one is this nonchalant…what’s he got up his sleeve?” Her right hand slowly began to move towards the lasso on her hip.

“Oh I see your giving me the lasso…Great! But, don’t take it off the belt... WONDER COW, GIVE ME YOUR POWER BELT NOW!”

The Dairy Farmer’s words were mind searing. Like a red-hot poker they penetrated her brain…Wonder Woman reeled as the words echoed through her head…her vision blurred and she felt weak and numb. She looked down and saw her belt in her hand, her arm extended toward The Dairy Farmer! He walked toward her and took the belt and lasso!

“Thank you. Now…WONDER COW, FREEZE WHERE YOU ARE AND DON’T MOVE A MUSCLE UNLESS I TELL YOU TO!”

Diana could feel her body stiffen like a statue…suddenly she couldn’t move at all.

“What have you done…” She tried to speak…no words were uttered. Wonder Woman was literally frozen in place unable to move or speak.

“You look so surprised Wonder Cow. What could be the problem? It’s actually quite simple. During your transition to my star milk cow, I had occasion to chloroform you when you stopped eating so that I could have a feeding tube inserted. While you were unconscious, I’m afraid I used your own magic lasso to imbed a post hypnotic command deep in your brain. Every time someone addresses you as Wonder Cow you will obey them instantly. I liked it because there aren’t a lot of people around with the balls to address the great Wonder Woman as Wonder Cow so even if you did escape…you were still my personal property.” The Dairy Farmer mused. “WONDER COW, REMOVE YOUR BUSTIER AND STAR-SPANGLED PANTIES, THEN COME TO ATTENTION.

Diana’s eyes widened in shock as her arms moved despite her efforts to resist. The red bustier dropped into the dirt followed by the star covered panties, Wonder Woman’s naked body snapped to attention, tits out, stomach in, arms straight at her sides. Diana was completely helpless as she stood naked and defenseless in front of her greatest antagonist.

The Dairy Farmer picked up the uniform and put it across the front porch railing along with the power belt and lasso. Then he returned and stood in front of the naked super heroine.

“Now where were we?” The Dairy Farmer mused. “Oh yes you were about to give me an ass whipping…allow me to retort…”

“CRACK!” The Dairy Farmer delivered a right cross to Wonder Woman’s left cheek. The punch spun Diana’s head around and for a moment the barnyard turned a bright red. Just as Wonder Woman regained her senses a haymaker left hook landed square on her jaw.

Suddenly, punches rained down on the helpless heroine battering the beautiful face back and forth from side to side for several minutes. Wonder Woman’s left eye began to close and blood tricked from her nose and split lip. Her whole face was puffy and covered with lumps and bruises as her head now hung slackly her chin on her chest.

“WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! The Dairy Farmer went to work on Wonder Woman’s championship body. The Dairy Farmer landed body blow after body blow to Diana’s stomach, ribs and breasts. The bastard hammered away at the wilting Amazon as if he were chopping down a tall tree. “WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! Tears streamed down Wonder Woman’s face as he worked her tits over like giant punching bags. Powerful rights to her solar plexus tore the wind from her lungs as left hooks to the ribs busted her magnificent body up inside. Finally, The Dairy Farmer stepped in behind her and whispered in her ear…

“WONDER COW, YOU MAY FALL DOWN NOW.”

Diana dropped to her knees, then crashed face first into the dirt her arms still rigidly at her sides. Propped up on her chin, tits and knees, Diana’s ass was an inviting target. The Dairy Farmer removed his belt.

“You were right about the ass whipping my dear, you were just wrong about the recipient.”

“WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! The Dairy Farmer brought the leather belt down on the firm high ass again and again raising large welts and breaking blood vessels under the skin as Wonder Woman’s ample ass turned red, then scarlet as dark purple bruises began to form.

“CRAWL WONDER COW…CRAWL WHILE I WHIP YOUR ASS!”

Wonder Woman tried to crawl away but The Dairy Farmer stayed on top of her whipping her now bloody ass over and over again with the leather, then…

“WHOMP!” The bastard reeled back and kicked Wonder Woman between the legs.

Diana howled and grabbed her privates as she fell forward onto her stomach.

“WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! The belt rose and fell on Wonder Woman’s quivering butt splattering blood everywhere.

Diana knew she couldn’t last much longer under the brutal assault and made one last desperate attempt to escape again rising to her hands and knees…

“WHOMP! CRACK!” This time The Dairy Farmer’s powerful kick landed right on her pubic bone.

“Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….gasp…sob…it h-hurts…Oh G-god it h-hurts…p-pleesssss…someone h-help m-meeee…sob…snivel…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

“How’s this for up close and personal my little Wonder Cow?” The Dairy Farmer continued whipping Wonder Woman’s ass as the Champion of all Women lay babbling in the dirt for mercy. Finally, he rolled the bloody super heroine over on her back. The Dairy Farmer jumped into the air and came down knee first into Wonder Woman’s solar plexus! Wonder Woman’s body doubled up as her head involuntarily came up over her chest and The Dairy Farmer met it with a powerhouse right to her jaw. Wonder Woman’s head snapped back and fell into the dirt as she moaned and her eyes rolled back in her head then closed. The great Wonder Woman lay naked, silent, and motionless bleeding in the dirt.

Returning from his pickup The Dairy Farmer set the large black suitcase down on the ground next to the unconscious Wonder Woman and opened the zipper that allowed the case to unfold revealing its contents. Inside were three separate compartments each with a wide assortment of bondage devices strapped neatly in place.

He rolled Wonder Woman onto her stomach and started with a small black elbow strap tightening the two arms together and buckling the strap just above the elbows. A large leather wristwrap with four buckles followed. The wristwrap had a drop strap that fitted between the middle and ring fingers on each hand and then buckled on the opposite wrist. The ball gag followed and then a three-inch leather collar. The Dairy Farmer turned Wonder Woman over, her eyes were now half open but they were glassy and fixed, she was still half out. He inserted a long needle into her septum and pushed. A small rivet of blood mixed with the steady flow from her nose and she moaned as the needle exited the other side. The nose ring was added and he then pierced and ringed her nipples…Wonder Woman moaned louder into the gag. Then he pierced and ringed her labia. This time her eyes opened wide and she screamed into the gag.

He strapped a waist belt around her and pulled it tight buckling it in the back. A crotch strap hung from the belt. He attached two chains to her labia rings and pulled upward opening her vag like a flower. He attached the chains to D rings on either side of her waist belt.

Flipping the suitcase to the next compartment revealed a dozen or more dildos and butt plugs. He removed two large studded dongs and then lubed them with a can of pepper spray. The plugs had small leather loops around the bottom of each and after inserting the plugs in her ass and vagina he ran the crotch strap from the waist belt through the loops and buckled it up to the waist strap in front. Only the edge of the on/off knobs at the bottom of each phallus was now visible. Diana cried as the huge dongs ripped and burned her insides.

A small leather strap just above the knees and two ankle cuffs with a small hobble chain completed her legs.

The Dairy Farmer stood the still dazed Wonder Woman up on her feet and shuffled her over to the front porch railing where he bent her over and applied a single leather sleeve to her arms encasing them in leather to just below the shoulder. The glove had a zipper with a ring on it that allowed him to attach the ring to a D ring on the back of her collar with a connecting link. Four buckles on the exterior of the glove were then fastened tightening the glove into position.

“WONDER COW, COME TO ATTENTION, JUT THOSE JUGS OUT HERE FLOSSY, AND REMAIN MOTIONLESS.”

Wonder Woman again stood like a statue. Her body was covered with sweat, dirt, blood and bruises. Tears flowed down from her steel blue eyes and blood still flowed from her nose, nipples and labia. The gold rings and chains glistened in the morning sun. The Dairy Farmer went into the suitcase and brought out two pipe clamps. He placed one around the base of Wonder Woman’s left breast and began to ratchet it down. Slowly, the base of the massive mammary began to get smaller and smaller as the tit hardened and turned first red then purple.

More tears as the bastard now tightened down a clamp on her right tit until the breast turned a deep purple and blue veins could be seen crisscrossing the surface of the swollen mam. Then The Dairy Farmer opened the third compartment of the suitcase. Dozens of hypodermic needles and vials were strapped inside.

“Sorry Wonder Cow, but we’ll have to do this much faster this time. The Dairy Farmer then inserted the first needle into Wonder Woman’s rock hard left breast and pushed the plunger. In went the lactating hormones, burning like fire in the blood-engorged tits. The needle was followed by another, and another, and another, as The Dairy Farmer injected every area of Wonder Woman’s tit with the hormones then he tightened down the base clamp, as the horribly swollen breast grew darker and darker. Wonder Woman’s tear filled eyes entreated The Dairy Farmer for mercy but there was none. He went to work on the right tit injecting the hormones and tightening the clamp. Her screams had subsided to raspy mewings as she stared at her purple, mellonous tits wobbling on their severely constricted bases.

“Now Wonder Cow we must say good bye for awhile. You’ll be traveling with me but we will not be talking again until we arrive at your new home. You’ve been a very bad girl; you’ve cost me a lot of money…you’ll have to pay for that. What’s in store for you now will make you pray for your life as a cow again.

With that The Dairy Farmer took a leather blindfold from the case and covered Wonder Woman’s eyes. Then he added a leather hood that slipped down over her head and cinched with a drawstring around her neck that he tied to a D ring on the back of the collar. The hood had a wide leather mouth strap held in place with three loops on the outside and The Dairy Farmer buckled the strap tightly over Wonder Woman’s gagged mouth. The hood’s nose hole allowed Wonder Woman’s nose ring to hang outside the hood and The Dairy Farmer used two more short chains to attach the nose and nipple rings effectively bowing her head and stretching her tits at the same time.

The sarcophagus was made of high-speed plastic and shaped to Wonder Woman’s exact measurements. The two pieces looked more like a huge plastic woman than a coffin. The Dairy Farmer lowered Wonder Woman’s bound body into the bottom half.

“Your cup runneth over Wonder Cow.” The Dairy Farmer remarked as he noticed the massive mams jutting above the edge of the box. He then reached in and turned on the two plugs in our heroine’s crotch. Wonder Woman’s chest rose and fell as the two mindless dongs hummed away inside her. “Just one final command until I see you in a couple of days. WONDER COW, CLIMAX UNTIL I TELL YOU TO STOP!”

Then the Dairy Farmer closed the lid and secured the twelve latches on the outside of the box. He loaded the box on the back of the pickup checking the air holes in the face to be sure they were open…inside he could here a very faint noise…gasps, moaning and the mindless babbling of a woman in agony and ecstasy. Then he covered it with a tarp, strapped it down and threw in a couple of hay bales for show.

As he drove away from the burning farm The Dairy Farmer looked in the rearview mirror… “Yes my little Wonder Cow, you’ve cost me a lot, now it’s time to pay the piper!” Then he threw the power belt and lasso in the glove compartment and began dialing on his cell phone.

A dozen men waited in the yard as The Dairy Farmer drove up the dirt road to the farm complex.

“She’s in the back. Take her into the barn and clean her up I’ve been on the road for two days and I’m going to shower up and eat before I get started with her. Make sure you clean her up good but, don’t change her until I get there…just hook her up in the stall.”

“You got it boss!” You four bring her in, said the tall slim foreman as The Dairy Farmer went into the big ranch house.

The rest of you hands take care of the herd, you’ll all get to see the Wonder Cow in due time. As the men walked off one of them took off his cowboy hat and slapped it across his knee, “Damn, this is a great outfit to work for!”

Inside the barn Wonder Woman’s box was carried to a washing area and opened.

“Lord, lord look at that.” One of the men exclaimed as the lid was removed from the shapely box.

Inside the men saw the bound super heroine. The mighty Wonder Woman lay glistening in the tight box. Her body was soaked in sweat. Dried cum streaks covered her thighs on either side of her crotch strap. Sweat soaked her boots, collar and leather helmet. The massive mams stood straight up like towering mountains with her arms bound behind her the giant jugs jutted out above the rim of the box vulgarly and wobbled back and forth on their clamp constricted bases. The tightly strung nipple chains kept the breasts from caroming about wildly.

The giant purple tits glistened with sweat and were streaked with red rivets of blood that dribbled from the pierced nipples. Dozens of small rivets of white milk also flowed down the taunt titties forming small puddles at the base of her neck and her navel. As the men stared at the helpless Amazon her belly began rising up and down then it suddenly tensed and spasmed over and over again as more cum ran down her thighs on either side of the crotch strap. Wonder Woman’s moan could be heard above the buzzing of the dildos as new beads of sweat appeared on the championship body!

“She’s cuming!” Shouted one of the hands.

“Yea, looks like the boss did a number on Miss Big Tits here. Now you guys get her outta there and hook her up over here.”

The men lifted Wonder Woman out of her box and stood her in the middle of the washing area. Her hobble chain was replaced with a spreading-bar that ran through a ring in the floor. Her nose ring was hooked to an overhead pulley and the men pulled on the rope tightening up the super heroine with her helmeted head pulled high and her tits stretched into long cone like shapes as her toes labored to touch the floor. The men then hosed her down removing the dried blood, sweat, and cum.

“Damn, look at her ass. The boss must have given her a real ass whippin!” Another of the hands surmised.

After she was washed up the men led Wonder Woman to a stall where again her spreading bar was run through a floor ring then connected to her ankle cuffs spreading her legs wide. Her head went into a wooden stanchion bending her body 90 degrees at the waist. Then a rope was attached to her nose ring and run up to a pulley that hung from a cross beam above her and down behind her and through a ring at the bottom of the single leather sleeve. Then the rope was cinched tight! The result was that any attempt to ease the strain on her arms pulled painfully on the nose ring…and the already taunt tits…diabolical! Wonder Woman’s ass was prominently thrust out as the two dildos inside her brought her to another climax. She moaned into her ball gag and the men laughed as her cum ran out the sides of the crotch strap and down her trembling legs.

The champion of all women hung, spread and stuffed awaiting The Dairy Farmer’s return. Her rock hard bulbous tits stretched painfully upward from her chest. She didn’t have to wait long.

“Take her helmet off and remove the gag, let’s see what Wonder Cow has to say,” The Dairy Farmer directed as he entered the room. “And pull her plugs.”

The foreman jumped to it and Diana’s sweaty tear stained face greeted the men, her famous steel blue eyes glassy and unfocused, reflected exhaustion and defeat. She moaned as the dildos were removed from her ass and cunt. Then her gag was removed.

“W-aaa…wa…rrrr…peeesssss…gasp…”

“What the hell did she say? Asked one of the men.

“Give her some water.” The Dairy Farmer directed.

One of the hands got a tin cup and filled it with water, Diana drank as he held it in front of her.

“Hook up the pumps this cow needs milking.” The Dairy Farmer directed. “Oh, and use the new high speed pump that came in from Japan last week.”

Several of the men removed Diana’s nipple rings and then attached two small suction cups to her nipples. The cups were on the end of the clear plastic tubes that ran from the high-speed milk pump.

Diana heard the dreadful whooshing noise of the pumps and recognized it immediately from her ordeal as a milk cow. Her massive mams ached and were very tender to the touch. The cups sucked the nipples in and Wonder Woman gasped as they bonded to the ends of her breasts like mechanical leaches.

“You men will go to jail if you don’t release me right…” “WHEEEEEEEEEEEE.” The Dairy Farmer turned the machine on high drowning out our heroine. The pump sounded like a high-speed dental drill as the suction quickly elongated her breasts pulling the purple globes into longer cone-like shapes that stretched nearly to the floor.

“POP! POP!” Wonder Woman’s nipples exploded into the cups. Rich white super milk gushed into the tubes to be whisked away in swell after swell.

“Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Oh G-god it h-hurts…it h-hurts…p-pleeesssssss…s-someone h-help…m-meeeeeeeee…”

“That’s what I’m talking about!” The Dairy Farmer shouted. The men watched in awe as Wonder Woman’s huge titties stretched longer and longer as the machine drained her super milk. “WONDER COW, MOO FOR ME!”

“M-Mooo…M-MOOOO…MOOOOOOOOOO…MOOOOOOOOOOO…” Tears ran down Wonder Woman’s face as she was forced to moo like a common cow in front of the men as the machine milked her dry.

“Excellent, excellent! Gentlemen, she is all yours. Fuck her brains out!”

The Dairy Farmer took his foreman aside, “Slim, get every hand in here I want all my men to get a shot at the Wonder Cow. Oh and speaking of shots, she gets six in each breast daily. I want this heifer producing at the top of her game when our guests arrive next week.

“You got it boss!”

As The Dairy Farmer left the barn he could hear three things, the cheering of his men, the humming of the machine, and the lowing of his prize Wonder Cow.

It had been a good week.

It had been a tough week for Wonder Woman as she had been brutally raped by more than 25 men over and over again. She had also received her lactating hormone shots on the upgraded schedule and her mighty mams were now producing milk at an incredible rate. The machine milked her three times a day for more than an hour at a time.

The pipe clamps at the base of her breasts were tightened after each milking when her tits were soft and flabby. The bases of Wonder Woman’s mighty orbs were now constricted to a mere 3 inches and when her milk came in the big bloated titties turned red then purple then blue and wobbled around like giant beach balls as the pressure built inside them. The pain made the fallen heroine pray for the relief of being milked, but the agony of that process rivaled the pain and Wonder Woman cried each time the machine brutally sucked her dry.

She had been gagged for most of the week except in the morning when she was washed and had her teeth brushed. She had been fitted with a wide variety of bondage devices but she inevitably wound up with the leather wrist cuffs and single leather glove insuring her arms were completely immobilized. She suspected that The Dairy Farmer had used her own power belt on her while she had slept as her bruises and welts had disappeared over night. Although her body was being kept in peak condition her mind wandered as the hormones took their effect...the uncontrollable chills, the hot and cold flashes and the vague, fearful feeling of helplessness. She became depressed, down on herself for going it alone and not reporting The Dairy Farmer’s operation to the proper authorities when she had freed the other cows…girls…women. If only she had left them with their memory of the ordeal maybe one of them would lead the police to…but she hadn’t…not one…no hope. She tried to think of how she would escape but her mind would go blank in the middle of a thought and she couldn’t remember what she had been thinking about until…

“Aughhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” She was cumming again as another one of the men was now behind her fucking her hard up the ass. At first she didn’t understand why she came every time one of the men fucked her…particularly in the ass. Then she slowly began to realize that The Dairy Farmer had planted another message deep into her brain…another more sinister control mechanism.

“Aughhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Diana climaxed again as the next man was now reaming out her vag. It felt so good, but she knew she had become addicted to the climax…and it weakened her, depressed her…made her feel slavish. She knew if she didn’t escape soon she’d be doomed.

“There she is. There’s my little Wonder Cow!” The Dairy Farmer entered Diana’s stall and removed her ball gag. “Need some water princess?” He asked filling Diana’s tin cup with a hose. She said nothing but gulped down the water as if she’d been in the desert for weeks.

“You should see your numbers Wonder Cow. They’re through the roof…beyond my wildest dreams. You’re producing over twelve gallons a day! That’s almost 200 eight oz glasses! Do you know the market rate for eight oz of your Wonder milk my dear…? It’s over $1,000…that’s 73 million a year…do the math!

Diana stared blankly at the grinning face in front of her. “$1,000 for a glass…I…d-don’t understand…”

“No I suppose you wouldn’t. You see your Wonder milk naturally enlarges women’s breasts! Why just one quart has enlarged my nephew’s girlfriend’s chest from a 34B to a 36D…and has made her one of the top swimsuit models in America. No painful implants, no botched surgery, no hidden lumps…their tits just get bigger the old fashion way…they grow naturally! This is too big for me so I’ve invited a few business associates of mine from China and Hong Kong here tomorrow to see first hand. Actually, they made me an offer I couldn’t refuse…$500 million…I humbly accepted.

“Y-your selling m-me like a common cow?” Wonder Woman said slowly struggling to get the words out.

“Absolutely not! I don’t think anyone would pay a half a billion dollars for a common cow!” The Dairy Farmer laughed at his witty repartee. “Now seriously, Wonder Cow, you know you’ll always be first in my heart, but these men have the equipment, and distribution capabilities to really make this go…and more importantly they have the support of their government…think of all those small breasted Chinese women who will benefit…think of the détente…think of your future…on the other hand…think of the détente!”

“Y-you b-bastard…I-I’ll get y-you someday…I swear…and when I get free…I’ll…”

“WONDER COW, TELL ME YOU LOVE ME OVER AND OVER AGAIN UNTIL I TELL YOU TO STOP…VARY IT AND ADDRESS ME AS MASTER!”

Wonder Woman’s eyes filled with tears as she heard herself responding to the command.

“I love you master. Oh how I love you master. Oh master I love you. Master I love you very much. Master I love you so much. I love you Master. Master, I love you. I love my mas... Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

The Dairy Farmer injected Wonder Woman’s tits with the next round of hormones and tightened down the base clamps as the tits began to fill up with milk. He watched as the mighty mams grew larger and turned color while our hapless heroine babbled on. Then he attached the suction cups.

The Dairy Farmer stepped behind Wonder Woman and began fucking her in the ass. When he was through he stood in front of our heroine and commanded her to service him. Wonder Woman slavishly sucked her master off as the machine milked her dry.

“Excellent, Wonder Cow, you’re a great little cock sucker. Now I have some work to do on you before my guests arrive…just fucking with your mind a little more.” The Dairy Farmer brought the chloroform mask up and affixed it to cover Wonder Woman’s face. Diana held her breath as long as she could and then gasped as she breathed in the fumes. The last thing she saw was The Dairy Farmer approaching her with her own magic lasso. Then she drifted off thinking that it might be better for her not to wake up…she would not be that lucky.

“This is the Wonder Cow Mr. Chung, perhaps you and Dr. Ho would like to examine her now?” The Dairy Farmer led the two men into the show room.

“Yes, my friend now is a good time.” The fat, bald Chinese man in the silk suit responded as his eyes took in Wonder Woman for the first time and a wide smile crossed his face. He moved slowly toward the mighty Amazon followed by the tall thin physician in the lab coat.

Diana stood at attention between two large wranglers each of which held a chain that ran from her nose ring. She wore her gold tiara, red earrings and red boots. She also wore a 4”black leather collar, red ball gag, single sleeved glove, waist and crotch strap with accompanying dildos, and her spreader bar and ankle cuffs. She was magnificent. Her steel blue eyes stared straight ahead of her focused like a marine guard.

Chung walked slowly around her taking in her beauty…her long silky raven hair hung to the middle of her back, her muscular body was flawless…not a mark on it. As Chung viewed the super heroine Dr Ho examined her gold nose, nipple and labia rings and the attaching chains pulling on them to observe the wincing, moistening eyes as Diana’s most sensitive areas were brutalized. He turned the base of the dildo in her vag and watched her stomach tense immediately as the mindless humming began. Then he stood up and tested the tension on her tit clamps…immovable!

He squeezed her left breast and a stream of milk squirted out of the end of the nipple three feet before splashing on the tile floor. He smiled at Chung and nodded as the fat man came around the other side of the Amazon. Chung turned to The Dairy Farmer.

“She is magnificent! Remove the gag, my friend and we will see if you have tamed the untamable.”

The Dairy Farmer gestured and one of the men reached behind Wonder Woman bowing her head and unbuckling the gag.

“What is your name?” Asked Chung.

The once mighty Wonder Woman licked her red lips moistening them with saliva and responded softly.

“I am Wonder Cow sir.” Wonder Woman now stood straight her chin up, chest out and stomach in…then out…then in…then out…then in…

“And what do you do Wonder Cow?”

“I make milk for my master sir!”

“What else do you do Wonder Cow?”

“I obey my three prime directives sir.”

“Tell me what they are Wonder Cow.”

“Sir, they are: Always obey my master; Never tell a lie; Never try to escape sir!”

“Do you like being a cow?”

“Sir, I…d-don’t…I…Aughhhh…sir…I…Aughhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

Aughhhhhhhh…Aughhhh…y-yes…Oh…God…y-yes…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

The men stood and watched as Wonder Woman’s legs buckled and her cum ran down her thighs as the dildo in her vag brought her to another explosive climax. Little beads of sweat broke out all over her body as she trembled through the ordeal. A single tear ran down her face.

“WONDER COW, PLEASE SUCK MR CHUNG’S COCK UNTIL HE TELLS YOU TO STOP!” The Dairy Farmer commanded.

Diana dropped to her knees instantly and opened her mouth. The fat bastard opened his trousers and inserted his now rigid member. Wonder Woman sucked his cock like a two-dollar whore. The fat man grabbed her long hair and wrapped it in his fists then he brutally mouth fucked the fallen super heroine. When he came she swallowed every drop until he stopped her. Licking her lips she rose and remained standing once again staring straight ahead as the tears ran down her face from her watery steel blue eyes..

“Turn off her lover and pack her up my friend, you are now a very rich man!”

“Then a drink before you leave.” The Dairy Farmer suggested to Chung.

“Excellent! Dr. Ho oversee our prize, see that she is well packed for the trip home.”

Several hours later the private jet took off from the air strip its precious cargo safely aboard. As The Dairy Farmer watched the plane climb he raised his glass of port, “Til we meet again my little Wonder Cow…soon…”

THE END…for now…