WONDER WOMAN CAPTIVE OF THE FAN CLUB

Part 8

End Game

Wonder woman slept soundly, her experiences of the past few days had taxed even her exceptional constitution. But this had been my plan from the beginning in order that my moment would be so much more rewarding.

Shrivley had been so predictable, I knew he would be unable to resist and had in no way been surprised at his behaviour. I made a point of remonstrating with him only to be rebuffed with a smug ‘fuck you! It was my turn, so what if I went in early?’

It ended there. They had received their reward for assisting me in this venture now it was my turn.

I entered her room to find her lying on the bed clad only in the white bathrobe. Placing her outfit on the bed I told her to get dressed. She looked at me puzzled then nodded and head off into the bathroom. Ten minutes later she emerged looking amazing. All attired except for her bracelets, belt, lasso and head band, which I kept back.

 She stood hands on hips sexy, beautiful and arrogant.

 ‘Alright.’ She declared, ‘What now?’

 ‘Now Wonder woman it is my turn.’ I reply’ She gives me a quizzical look unsure what is to follow. That is as I planned also. The other two were playing to type, simple, taking by force what they lusted and desired. Where as I… Well, I had a far more sophisticated approach.

 ‘Is it now?’ She replies her voice defiant. ‘So how’s it going to be? You going to drug me first? Or just out and out rape me like that other sicko did?’

 ‘Neither Wonder woman. As I said before you will be my lover willingly.’ I see a flicker of worry as I produce her lasso from my pocket. ‘I take it this is just as effective on you as anyone else isn’t it?’ She doesn’t answer. ‘I’ll take that as a yes - it’s a very poor show when you have no resistance to one of your most powerful weapons isn’t it?

 Before she can answer or react I have wrapped it around her, she goes stiff as the lasso takes affect. ‘Now Wonder woman you will answer my questions do you understand?’

 ‘Yes!’ comes the reply her eyes blank and just staring at me.

 ‘Good, now, tell me of Lysaria.’ There is suddenly surprise in her eyes at the name and a moment’s hesitation. I smile inwardly at this reaction.

 ‘Lysaria is a name greatly revered among the Amazons; she was the great law giver, the creator of the laws that govern my people.’

 'These laws were given to your people by Lysaria on the fabled law stone were they not?’

 ‘Yes the great law stone of Lysaria is held to be the most sacred object amongst my people; it was lost back in ancient times and is still much sought. It is – Our holy grail.’

 ‘And have any laws given to your people by Lysaria been altered or amended over the centuries?'

'None. They remain as they have always been all Amazons are sworn to uphold them. As it was in the beginning, as it is now, with out change.'

 ‘Without change?’

 ‘Without change.’ She repeats.

 'I see. That is very interesting, very interesting indeed Wonder woman.' I say removing the lasso. She blinks now free of its influence and stares at me clearly surprised at my knowledge of her people.

 ‘How do you know of Lysaria?’ Her eyes are wide with surprise.

 ‘How indeed wonder woman. Among many things, I am a scholar and I’ve made a deep study of Amazon history. Infact I would say I am the - world authority on the history of your people.’ She stands silent not knowing what to make of me.

 ‘What do you want?’

 ‘I think the question Wonder woman is – what do you want?’

 ‘To be released of course

 ‘Of course, and you will be, you have my word - but all in good time. What if I was to give you something very, very special?’

 ‘What?’ She paused trying to read me, I could see her mind racing trying to comprehend where I was going.

I walked over to a far cupboard, produced a small brass key, unlocked the padlock opened the cupboard and lifting out a sack placed it gently on to the bed. ‘Please open it Wonder woman.’

 She hesitates, not sure.

 ‘I assure you it’s quite safe.’

 Wonder woman aproached the bag catiously then slowly opened it and lifted out a black tablet of  smooth shiney Obsidion. She gasped at sight of it. ‘It – it cannot be!’ she exclaimed.’

 ‘I assure you it is genuine Wonder woman - the law stone of Lysaria - your people's - Holy grail.’

 She stood silent for sometime examining the object, it was approximately 30 centimetres in length and 20 centimetres wide with a thickness of aproximately 3-4 centimetres making it quite a weighty object. Upon it were the inscriptions of a long lost language. The langauge of the ancient Amazons from whom Wonder woman’s people were descended. 'It is the law stone of the great law giver of the Amazons. Long thought to be a myth and yet as you see very real.'

'This is an incredible, my people have searched for the law stone for over two thousand years!'

'Then you must return it to them Wonder woman.'

She looks up stunned. ‘Do you mean that?’

‘Yes, it rightfully belongs to your people, you may take it back.’

‘Thank you, you have no idea what this means,’ She beams a magnificent smile then it suddenly fades at the sudden realisation of her situation –  and what’s the catch?

‘You may take it with you when you are released Wonder woman.’

 ‘What do you want?’

 ‘What I want you will give me freely. You said it yourself, your laws remain as they have always been all Amazons are sworn to uphold them. As it was in the beginning, as it is now, without change.'

She is silent contemplating my words. 'I've deciphered the inscriptions on the law stone Wonder woman and one of the laws in particular caught my attention. 'It translates as - should an Amazon be defeated in battle she is to give herself freely to the victor.'

'That is so.’

'Clearly it was written in a time when the Amazons in their arrogance saw themselves as invincible .'

'Yes. And as a way to ensure no Amazon was taken captive it would be seen as the gravest dishonour at having to endure being the sexual play thing of men.'

'And were it to happen - you would be duty bound to obey, wouldn't you?'

'Yes, yes I would.' There is a long silence, I can see her mind racing and the realisation of where this now going. ‘What, what do you mean?’

‘I mean Wonder woman - you were defeated in battle. It was I  - I who defeated you, I who captured you  - and I who brought you to this place. You are my captive and now - my slave - bound to me by your own sacred law of Lysaria. - Is that not so?’

Wonder woman’s knees suddenly buckled and she slowly sank to the bed hugging the stone tablet, any semblance of defiance from the great Amazon now utterly destroyed. She sat silently utterly deflated.

 ‘Well?’ I asked. ‘Is it not so Wonder woman?’

 She nodded, then looked up at me tears ran down her face. ‘Yes, it is so, I am dishonoured, your captive and slave, by the sacred law of Lysaria I must give myself to you freely.’

                                                               ****

‘The greatest conqueror is he who overcomes the enemy without a blow. That is the greatest virtue.’ So said the great Chinese general Sun Tzu.

I enter the room carrying a small back pack. Wonder woman stood in front of me silently, all signs of arrogance and definace long since consigned to the rubbish bin. Despite this, a small lingering doubt remained, I had to be completely certain before proceeding.

Producing her lasso from the pack I once more placed it around her, there was no protest or resistance only the same blank stare as the the lasso’s influence took hold.

 ‘Tell me truly Wonder woman, will you remain true to the law of Lysaria?’

 ‘I shall. I am bound by the law of my people, by my sacred vow and by royal linage as Princess of my people descended from the great Queen Hippolyta. I am your captive and slave by right of battle.’

Satisfied I Remove the lasso and have to work hard to suppress the intense excitement within. Wonder woman blinks as the lasso is removed and is clearly unhappy.

 ‘You doubt me! Even after giving you my word?’

 ‘Forgive me Wonder woman, but I had to be sure.’  

 She gives a slight nod of understanding, ‘What do you wish?’ She asks.

‘Turn around and place your arms behind your back.’ She does as instructed and I bind her wrists. ‘Now open your mouth.’ Again she does as instructed as I place a red ball gag into her mouth then fasten it behind her head with the buckle on a leather strap.

‘Now lay down on the bed face down.’ She does so and I bind her ankles then have her get up on her knees.

 She stares at me uncomprehending, the question in her eyes of why? Why bind and gag her when I can do whatever I want with her freely?

 ‘This my dear Wonder woman is an indulgance on my part, I have always imagined what it would be like to have you all bound, gagged and helpless. Forgive me but some fantasies are jus too powerful not to have fulfilled. I watch her writhe a little on the bed and feel myself throb with lust. Truly this is the crowning moment for me after all the planning and waiting. I get her up on her knees then getting down behind her I loosen her basque and slip it over her incredible firm curvaceous tits. The tips of my index fingers gently circle the large nipples coaxing them into life, encouraging them to awaken and slowly swell, becoming firm and erect.

 ‘Shall I tell you a secret Wonder woman?’ She nods and lets out a small moan as finger tips stroke the very ends of her now rigid nipples. ‘I watched my associates as they had their way with you. It excited me to watch you taken by them, my reward for their assistance in your capture.’

 She moans again, only much louder as I sqeeze both nipples with a slow but firm pressure. ‘It pleased me to reward their contribution with you. Watching you humbled by them, the first over powering you with a very simple chloroform device. What was it you said? Resist with ever fibre of your being? How short that was – wasn’t it? Wtaching you being drugged was such a huge turn on, I had to touch myself.'

 She moans again as her firm tits are fondled and squeezed. It really turned me on to see you taken like that. And as for my other associate, well he was just raw cave man lust, I enjoyed the way he just took you and pounded you senseless.’ The basque falls away as the last of the back fastening is released and I cup her firm mounds in my hands kneeding them, stroking and squeezing the nipples. ‘It excited me to have them make you their sexual play thing, it made me very hard – you made very hard – feel.’ Freeing my rigid member from the confinement of my jeans it is placed against her bound hands stroking her finger tips.

 ‘Stroke it. Stroke it now.’ I whisper gently in her ear. Obeying the tips of her fingers gently brush along the shaft  back and forth. Grabbing a handful of her hair I yank her head back and gently kiss her neck. There is a muffled yelp through the ball gag then a shiver as my lips run along her neck. I smile inwardly. ‘You can’t help yourself can you?’ I whisper moving to the other side of her neck and she shivers again. I know she is trying to resist but her body is already betraying her. Despite herself, despite everything she is becoming very aroused.

 ‘Stroke it more!’ I whisper moving a little closer and placing the shaft into one of her hands. The fingers clasp it gently and her wrist moves back and forth creating a very pleasurable sensation.

 Next her inner thighs are gently slapped to open her legs, then unfastening her panties I slip my hand down to her slit. Fingers slip in easily, she is incredibly wet, she moans as I do so raising her self up at the knees. ‘My, my, we are a wet little Wonder slave aren’t we? Now why is that?’ She just shakes her head in response but it is no use, there is no denying the overwhelming evidence.

 Her anlkes are unbound, then she is made to stand as her panties slide down her gorgeous legs. Now all she has on is just her boots. She is kneeling again, I remain behind her, one of her firm tits in one hand while the other strokes her now very hard clit. She moans through the ball gag as fingers probe deep inside her gushing wet slit as my thumb cirlces her hard wet clit. ‘That’s it Wonder slave, it’s time to come.’

 I can feel the ripples, the slow build up, her eyes close as she tries to supres what is flowing towards her, closer and closer. Her head shakes as she tries to hold it back, drool falls from her ball gagged mouth, she suddenly stiffens, then convulses as orgasm after orgasm rips through her. Her cries are muffled by the gag and finally she sinks back against me utterly drained. The ball gag is removed it falls away oozing with drool.

 ‘Now that’s much better isn’t it Princess Wonder slave?’ She doesn’t respond except to give a weak nod. ‘Good. Now suck them.’ I say holding up my fingers driping with her juices. ‘I said suck them.’ Weakly she takes them in her mouth, her tongue licks them gently, then surprisingly a little more rapidly. I take the fingers away and slide them  back into her slit her juices run all over them. I keep reeating the cycle until she is sucking and licking my fingers greedily.  I keep it going for quite a while making her suck and lick up her own womanly juices.

 Once satisfied she has taken enough I bend her forward and slide myself inside her from behind. As wet as she is, she is also very tight and cries out as I insert my now iron bar cock. I am so aroused, no woman I have ever known has created such wanton lust within me. But then – she is no ordinary woman.

 I hold her tightly as I thrust impaling her deep, she cries out as I enter her her incredible tits heaving. Thrusting deep I take her, but do so slowly at first – long have I waited for this moment, dreamed of it and now I have the achieved it. Wonder woman was my slave, my fuck toy.

 I savoured every second, every thrust, every moan and groan she made. Feeling her body begin to move with me her hips pushing against me. The dirty little royal Wonder slut was moving in synch with me moaning with pleasure! Hips moving a little faster as I increased mine until…

 The only way I can articulate how it felt – is to say I felt like I was exploding from deep within – Vesuvius like inside her pumping my cum deep with her.

I could feel her stiffen, and then convulse as she too came.

 We lay together in a heap on the bed totally exhausted. Gently her wrsits were released and I managed to climb off the bed then picking up the little back produced her lasso and loked down at the sleeping beauty. A little later picking up the pack I exited the room as she slept and locked it behind me.

Down stairs Coop and Shrivley waited and at a nod from me they started to pack and ready for the next phase.

 I showered and had breakfast then returned to her room. She stood stood freshly showered and dressed as I entered with her breakfast tray. Scarmbled egg on toast with orange juice and coffee.

 ‘Good morning.’ I greeted her and received a smile in return. ‘I’ve brought you some breakfast., I’m sure you must be hungry.’

 ‘Famished.’ She replies.

 I leave her to eat saying I’ll be back shortly.

 Down stairs Coop waits. ‘All is ready, pity it has to end here so soon.’

 ‘I know Coop, but all good things end.’

 ‘Yeah, I supose they do, but it’s been fucking A-mazing.’

Shrivley suddenly appeared. ‘Every-things ready.’ He declared. ‘You sure you want to do this? We could keep the bitch longer and have shit loads of fun.’

‘I know, but we agreed once each and that is it – even for me.’ Surprising Shrivley just shrugged. ‘You’re the boss.’ He said then walked off.

 Coop appeared grinning.

 ‘What’s got into Shrivley?’ I ask almost lost for words.

 ‘You have,’ came Coops grinning reply. ‘We both watched you in action on the CCTV and the way you made her become your willing fuck slave! Well all I can say is we’re both in awe of you Mr L, especially Shriv. He thinks you’re a…’ Coop paused, glanced around quickly, then, whispered. ‘In his words he says you’re a: Fuckin genius fuck god.’

I had a good chuckle at this, then got on with clearing up.

We carried the unconscious form of Wonder woman into the waiting van knowing she would be out for sometime. The drug that had been placed in her orange juice had rendered her senseless very quickly allowing us to complete the next phase.

Everything went as planned Wonder woman was left in an old disused warehouse at the edge of the city. She would awaken with very little memory of the past week she had been with us thanks to her own lasso. Only the memory of our time together remained. Beside her, wrapped carefully in a sack bag was the law stone of Lysaria, returned, as promised. She would take it back to her people where it rightfully belonged.

But more than that she would remember my last words to her, I released her as promised. Wonder woman had nodded her understanding; she would be free, physically free, free to return to her people, free to go back to her life.

But of me – she was not entirely free.

She was still mine, no longer by right of battle. I had released her from that obligation. But now by something far more powerful, that of the great debt she owed me for returning the law stone to her people.

From time to time I would summon her to repay that debt. Her lasso had encoded it upon her there would be no denial and no duplicity on her part. She would come to me when summoned and once again willingly give herself.

 History is a great teacher if one chooses to pay heed. Julius Caesar once said: ‘It is for the conqueror to impose any terms he wishes upon the vanquished and for them to obey.’

Don’t you just love History?