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WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING - WARNING

This story contains very descriptive scenes of sex, 
bondage and rape. If you do not like to read such material 
             DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!
    

From part 3...
     Each man finished enjoying himself and another took his place, then 
another, then another until the waves of climaxes and multitudes of 
sensations made her lose count. Hand after hand groped her breasts, 
mouth after mouth sucked her nipples. Her mouth and face were 
covered with heavy streams of cum as she was taken advantage of over 
and over again. Each penetration brought her new sensations and each 
climax took away a small piece of her will. The heroine continued to 
come in hopeless despair as her body was raped again and again.



The Domination of Wonder Woman - Part 5.

     The countess slowly entered the barracks. It had been over four 
hours since she had last talked to Diana and she felt even an amazon 
like Wonder Woman could not last that long against such a ruthless 
onslaught, especially since she didn't have her magical belt to help her 
resist.
     The men lay about napping, each one sprawled out on their bunks in 
a lazy, relaxed posture and having a satiated look on their face. She 
knew something was up when she saw several smiling faces returning to 
work on the submarine. 
     She walked around the small kettle stove that dominated the center 
of the room and walked up to a 4x4 post that supported a cross beam in 
the ceiling. Diana was tied against the post. Her hands were still tied 
behind her back with Drucella's rope in the same position they were in 
when she was captured.
     Her upper chest was secured to the post with a thin, white rope that 
was wrapped several times around her chest and the post, pinning her to 
it. The rope continued snaking down around her waist, around her hips 
several times, around her thighs several times, around her knees and 
finally around her ankles. She was like a fly, cocooned in a spider's web, 
all tied up and sucked dry.
     Her head hung down with her matted, wet hair flopped over her bare 
chest and shoulders. Her breasts were still shapely and firm but were red 
and tender and they had lost a certain amount of perkiness. They lay 
loose and low over her stomach.
     Her legs and hips were very loose and hung in a defeated posture 
against the post. Streams of dried cum and sweat stains streaked down 
the insides of her full thighs, along her shapely legs and to her ankles.
     The defeated woman began to moan softly as the countess grabbed 
her prisoner by the hair and raised her head. Wonder Woman's mouth 
was gagged with a rag stuffed inside and a thick terry towel tied around it 
to secure it in place. Her eyes had thick, dark circles under them from 
the hours of fatigue and torturous climaxing she had gone through. Her 
eyelids were heavy and dull from exhaustion.
     "The great Wonder Woman. HMPH! Look at you NOW!" scoffed the 
countess. "I always knew you Americans were weak. We Germans are 
much stronger. Breaking you was too easy." and with that she roughly 
pulled Diana's gag off. 
     Dried streaks of cum and saliva stained Diana's chin and neck. Her 
dull, dried mouth slowly began to speak. "I'll never break." she rasped 
slowly. "You'll never defeat my will."
      A smile of absolute delight burst from the countess's lips. "YES! You 
are strong!." and with that, the countess grabbed the back of Diana's 
head and forced Diana to kiss her. The kiss was long and deep and 
slow. The countess oscillated her lips heavily as she drew out the long, 
passionate kiss. She then sucked on Diana's lower lip, slowly pulling it 
outward with her own lips and let it slip back with a slight pop.
     "Take her to the room." the countess ordered as she strutted away 
with delight. The two agents, carefully untied the defeated heroine and 
carted her off, one caring her bound arms and chest, the other her thighs 
and legs.
     Diana could only see hazy images of lights as she was carried down 
several corridors. Soon she was stood upright again as the four reached 
their destination.
     The room was rather large, about 20 feet in diameter, and was very 
circular with the only apparent exit or entrance being the door they came 
in from. The middle of the room was dominated by a large, 
unidentifiable, rectangular shape that was covered with a thick, black 
cloak. The shape was about ten feet tall, 6 feet across and about two 
feet thick.
     "I've been waiting for this." the countess gloated as she grabbed 
Wonder Woman by her chin and forced her to stare into the witch's  
black eyes. "Remove the cloak." she ordered, unaltering her gaze.
     The two men removed the cloak and stepped aside. The countess 
slid around behind Diana and wrapped her arms around her chest, 
cupping each breast with her hand. "Take a look my dear. This will 
certainly tame you."
     Diana's eyes widened in utter horror as she staggered backward in 
shock. Before her was a machine shaped very similar to an old, 
medieval rack. It had a basic outer frame with crossing I beams from 
each corner. On the upper corners were two straps that resembled 
leather handcuffs. The bottom two corners had two stirrups and more 
leather straps. The whole frame was tilted back about 15 degrees and 
was propped up by two large supports. The whole thing looked like a 
large, metal picture frame. Running along its length and between the 
beams were several hydraulic cylinders, cables and pulleys. Various 
other mechanical devises were attached to parts of the frame and a 
whole band of cables ran from the frame to a control panel that was 
anchored to the side.
     "OH YOU FIENDS!" Diana cried out as the two agents picked up her 
weakened, struggling body and carried it to the machine. Untying her 
hands, the two men forced her arms into the leather cuffs and secured 
them in place. They then slid their hands down and clamped Diana's 
legs into the stirrups, spreading her legs at about a 30 degree angle from 
each other. They finished binding their victim by wrapping a leather belt 
around her waist which clamped her gyrating pelvis tightly to the frame. 
They then stepped back and all three stared in amusement at the 
restrained heroine.
     Diana surged and thrust wildly giving the three a very entertaining 
show of female struggling. After a bit, and after totally exhausting 
herself, Diana settled down and growled defiantly at the countess and 
her two lackeys.
     "I demand to be freed!" Wonder Woman exclaimed, "I will never 
yield to you or the Nazis!".
     "Oh, but we don't want you to." replied the countess. "You're so much 
more entertaining this way." and with that all three burst into a chorus of 
humiliating laughter.
     "Here, let me show you my latest creation." said the countess as she 
walked up to the control panel. After flicking a few switches, Diana's 
eyes popped open as she could feel the whole apparatus come to life. 
Then, sensing some movement below, she looked down and gasped in 
horror.
     Between her legs, a mechanical arm extended out from the frame. 
On the end of the arm was mounted a cylinder with various tracks on it. 
Each track had another arm extending from it but, what shocked Diana 
the most was what was on the end of each arm. Mounted ominously to 
each mechanical arm was a large dildo. Each arm sported a different a 
wicked model which was wet with lubricant and oil. Some were just 
large, smooth and round while others were rigged and insidiously 
curved. Each one rose like cobra snakes rearing their threatening heads 
toward the bound heroine.
     Diana again began to twist and wiggle at her impending fate. "Yes my 
dear Wonder Woman. I'm sure these will finish you off. I just hope you 
last as long as I did. It took almost two hours for me to break." said the 
countess as she stared long and admiringly at the device.
     The machine continued to unfold, like some insidiously deviant Swiss 
army knife. Two arms on either sides of Wonder Woman's breasts 
curled forward from the machine's sides and two large suction cup 
devices, mounted to their ends, positioned themselves ominously over 
Diana's plump, bare breasts.
     "My machine can break anyone, including you Wonder Woman, if it 
has a sufficient amount of power and I think we have the perfect little 
dynamo right here." and with that the countess clapped her hands and 
the door to the room opened.
     Drucella slowly sauntered into the room and walked up to the gloating 
countess. She was stripped completely naked except for her red boots, 
her baret and her magical belt, which sat snugly around her thin waist. 
Her hands were tied in front of her with Diana's magic lasso and she 
wore a glazed, hypnotic stare which made her oblivious to Diana and 
everything else around her.
     "Your magical rope is quite amazing Wonder Woman." noted the 
countess. "After breaking this little nymph's will, it was quite easy to 
control her mind with it. She'll do anything I ask."
     The countess stepped back and looked at one of her agents. "Satisfy 
my man!" harshly ordered the woman. Without a moments hesitation the 
young amazon walked up to the agent and knelt down in front of him. 
She then unzipped his pants and wrapped her full lips around his 
enlarged erection.
     The man grabbed her head and held it firmly as he took advantage of 
this girl's magical mouth. Diana starred in shock, not at the act, but at 
how well Dru was performing it. "Where the heck did she learn to do 
that!" Diana wondered giving her bonds another desperate tug.
     After a few moments the agent let out a deep, low grunt as he 
released. Drucella finished up by licking him absolutely clean. She then 
stood up running her tongue over her wet lips and stood at attention.
     "Come my dear." said the countess as she took Wonder Girl by the 
rope tied around her hands and lead her to a treadmill which stood off to 
one side of the room. The treadmill had several leather straps and rings 
attached to it and the countess attached the straps to a leather collar 
that sported several rings. She then ordered Dru to stand on the 
treadmill and she affixed the collar around her neck, securing the girl in 
place.
     Walking up to Diana, the countess picked up Drucella's lasso and 
began wrapping it around the brunette's upper chest, securing it in place 
with a decoratively looped bow. Diana lurched as the effects of the lasso 
began to again dominate her mind. 
     "I assume her lasso works the same way?" the countess asked with 
an arrogant gleam in her eye. Stepping back she sprouted a wicked 
smile. "YOU'RE HORNY!" she ordered.
     Diana surged uncontrollable as the lasso compelled her to obey. 
Waves of sexual excitement rippled through her bound body as she 
softly moaned and cooed. "Never... thought of... doing this before..." 
Diana thought to herself wondering about all the other possibilities this 
could open up for her.
     The countess then walked over to the hypnotized Wonder Girl and 
gave her a horse's swat on the rear. "YA MULE!" she ordered and 
Wonder Girl began to trot along at a mild pace.
     The machine sprang to life as the mechanical arms began to move 
into place. Diana thrashed and wiggled frantically as the arms moved 
closer and closer to her unprotected body. To anyone else, running the 
treadmill would have been exhausting but having her magical belt on, 
Wonder Girl wasn't even breaking a sweat.
     The first things to go were Diana's breasts. The large suction cup 
attachments plunged down on her tits and sucked them inside, almost 
totally engulfing them. The cups began to squeeze and massage her tits, 
sucking and pressing them up and down in a rhythmic pumping fashion. 
She could feel her nipples being pinched and sucked as some sort of 
devious attachment inside acted like a mouth, gorging themselves on 
the massive glands.
     She shifted and twisted her chest in a vain attempt to shake off the 
mechanical molesters but her struggling only added to her stimulation as 
the implanted command from the lasso continued to pound away at her 
will.
     Suddenly, the room echoed with an enormous female scream of 
excitement and shock as Diana yelled out defiantly. A large, white dildo 
forcefully enter her defenseless vagina. Her hips thrust and wiggled 
violently against the forceful entry but the leather strap around her waist 
prevented her from moving about, restraining her struggles. 
     The moaning and yelling continued as the large round phallic 
traveled deeper and deeper. Diana's head thrashed from side to side as 
the uncontrollable experience overwhelmed her.
     "CLIMAX!" the countess ordered. The fettered Wonder Woman let 
out the most erotic and sensual, moaning cry any of them ever heard. 
Diana climaxed hard and wildly as she was commanded to and streams 
of lubricant poured down the dildo as she heavily discharged. The sound 
alone was incredibly exciting as the two men shifted their erections in 
their pants. Diana began panting and grunting as the dildo began sliding 
in and out, pumping her higher and higher toward another overwhelming 
climax.
     "Faster, faster!" ordered the countess to the obedient Drucella. The 
harnessed amazon stepped up her pace, switching to a quick jog. The 
machine responded by squeezing Diana's tits more violently and by 
pumping the dildo faster and faster. Diana thrashed and moaned 
uncontrollably as the relentless onslaught continued.
     Too overwhelmed to notice the activity behind her, Wonder Woman  
squealed a cry of shock as another phallic came from behind and inserted 
itself in her rear. She immedialty clamped down hard on the ridged dildo 
with her plump buttock muscles but her efforts were to no avail as her 
anus was deeply penetrated.
     Every part of the heroine's body was now gyrating and thrusting in 
futile defiance as her vagina and her anus were both being penetrated 
and violated by this insidious machine. The machine made whirring and 
grinding noises as its raped victim thrust about in desperation. Then with 
a violent surge, Diana swelled upward and another climax claimed her.
     "BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" bellowed the countess. "Your moans and 
cries are music to my ear. It will be a pleasure destroying you! Now I 
want you to come again!"
     Without hesitation the buxom amazon exploded with another climax, 
yelling even deeper and louder than before. "My you are a moaner aren't 
you," teased the countess, "we'll just have to fix that. Gag HER!"
     One of the men walked up to the machine and produced a large 
leather bondage gag. He grabbed Diana's thrashing head and forced the 
mouth piece in place. He then wrapped the leather pad over her mouth 
and strapped it tightly to her head.
     Wonder Woman's cries were reduced to muffled moans and grunts 
as the machine's first dildo removed itself and a new, curved one slid 
forcefully into place. This new one was bad enough but the machine also 
slid another, smaller one underneath it, filling her with two phallics that 
both slide back and forth like the pistons on a steam locomotive. The 
ridged phallic in her rear also retracted and was replaced by a fatter, 
smooth one which sent her hips surging in erotic pain.
     As she gyrated helplessly, the countess continued to blurt out 
commands. "CLIMAX! CLIMAX! CLIMAX!" Again and again the bound 
and gagged heroine came. Helpless to resist, her will power grew 
weaker and weaker and the machine tore her down like a child knocking 
the blocks out from under a large toy tower.
     For what seemd like hours the two fought, machine against woman, 
the amazon climaxing again and again as her futile, gryating westling 
match with her mechanical rapist feverishly continued. Suddenly, the 
countess gave her a new order, an order Diana was fearing and one she 
was helpless to resist.
     "SURRENDER TO ME!" slowly ordered the countess and with that 
the tower came tumbling down. The magic lasso blasted the order 
through every part of Wonder Woman's tortured mind and she cried out 
in futility. The climaxes, the bondage, the torture and the lasso 
were too much and nothing could save her.
     The bound and gagged super heroine surged upward one last time in 
a final death throw of resistance, but, like a soaring bird being shot 
down, she collapsed in defeat as the last climax blasted away her will 
power. Diana stared out into the distance, a hazy, hypnotic trance came 
over her eyes. The unthinkable had occurred. The great Wonder 
Woman was DOMINATED!
     The countess ordered Wonder Girl to stop and walked up to the 
motionless Wonder Woman. She removed the amazon's gag and stared 
into her hollow eyes. "You will obey me. I am your mistress. I own you 
and your will." softly spoke the countess.
     A long silence passed, then, slowly Diana opened her mouth. "I.... I... 
must obey.... You are the mistress."
     The countess jumped back and screamed in triumph. "I have WON! I 
have defeated the great Wonder Woman!" Then, looking back at her 
dominated foe she ordered Drucella to continue. "Enjoy my dear. You're 
going to be fucked like this FOREVER!"
     The machine continued to pound away at its defeated victim. Climax 
after climax again overwhelmed the helpless Wonder Woman and she 
soon fell unconscious, totally defeated, the last sounds being the 
triumphant laughter of her dominator, the countess.
     -     -     -
     Diana's eyes slowly began to open. Her head swirled and throbbed as 
her dazed and numb body came to life. She did not struggle or even 
think to resist. Her will was broken and it would take a long time to gain it 
back.
     She was laying on her back, in a packing crate that was slightly larger 
than her dimensions. Her hands were tied behind her back with her own 
lasso. Her legs and feet were securely bound together and her naked 
body lay bound and tied with several coils of rope which looped dozens 
of times around her ankles, knees, thighs, waist and arms. Her mouth 
was covered with a medical oxygen mask which fully gagged her and 
prevented any noise or screaming. A hose ran from the base of the 
mask down her body and to a small tank of gas which sat in the crate 
next to her.
    Looking up she could see the countess through a thick haze of 
dizziness. Her eyelids rocked heavily and slowly as she fought to stay 
awake. 
     "Ah, I see you're awake. Good." said the countess as she reached 
into the crate and caressed Diana's bare breast. "Its time for us to return 
to the Father land and we are taking you and Wonder Girl back with us." 
"Good night Wonder Woman. Get your rest. You will need it." and with 
that the countess reached down and turned the valve on the tank.
     Diana could hear a hollow whistling sound as the anesthetic gas 
coarsed through the hose and filled her lungs. Her body wiggled slightly 
as the effects of the gas took affect. Slowly her eyes slide shut and the 
amazon fell asleep.
     The countess stepped away from the crate and turned the valve on 
Wonder Girls canister, putting the naked young amazon to sleep as well. 
The dock workers then covered the crates with wooden lids and nailed 
them shut.
     "We are ready to depart my mistress." reported her man. "Good! 
Load our precious cargo on board and keep them asleep. They will 
make good breeding stock for the master race when we get back home."
     The men hoisted the crates on board and the countess slipped into 
the hatch and closed it. The sub blew its tanks and headed out to sea 
and headed for home with its kidnapped cargo on board.