This is the conclusion of the story. It contains nonconsensual sex, violence and other adult content. It is detailed and graphic and not intended for children. It is for entertainment only! It is set during WW II.

Wonder Woman and the Nazis

By The Master

Sweat glistened from Wonder Woman’s naked body as she struggled with her new uniform. Despite having her championship body restored with her power belt, the uniform was still awkward and very painful. The nose and nipple rings were attached with short chains similar to the longer lead chain that ran from her nose ring to Bruno’s huge hand. The brute lumbered several feet ahead of her his right hand over his shoulder as he lead the helpless super heroine along. At 6’ 8” Bruno’s angle on the chain pulled Diana’s nose up in the air and thrust her jutting jugs forward forcing the Amazon to dutifully follow his lead.

Diana’s “new uniform” also included a ball gag, 3” wide leather collar, wrist cuffs and elbow strap, and a knee strap and ankle cuffs with a 12” hobble chain. Her gold tiara complemented her rings and chains and the red boots also remained from her Wonder Woman uniform. The new black leather uniform had its own “power belt.” A 3” wide leather strap had been tightened around her 24”waist drawing it into 18.” Another 3” strap ran from the front of the belt down between her legs, through the loop on the end of the vibrating dildo impaling her vag and the other loop on the end of the butt plug in her ass, and buckled to the waist belt in the back. The waist belt had a D ring on either side each had a chain attached. The chains ran down to Wonder Woman’s groin where they were attached to two more gold rings that pierced her labia. The chains stretched the perky lips out on either side of the crotch strap and opened her vagina like a flower.

Poor Wonder Woman shuffled blindly along using several tiny steps to each of Bruno’s strides as the hobble chain on her ankle cuffs severely limited her stride. With her head up, her arms bound tightly behind her and her jugs jutting vulgarly forward it appeared that she was parading down the dimly lit corridor as Helga and the twins followed. Her head spun as it took every ounce of strength not to lose her balance and fall. The ball gag and collar hampered her breathing and she was now laboring to keep up. Then the next climax hit her…hard!

“Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Aughhhhhhhhhhhh…Wonder Woman came like a cannon!

Bruno tugged hard on the lead chain.

“Aughhhhhhhhh…p-pleeeeeeeessssssssssss…h-hurts…Oh G-God …it…h-hurts…gasp…gasp…sob…” Wonder Woman moaned as the pain raced through her nose and nipples. Bruno stopped.

“Faster Wonder Slave, we not stop every time you cum. Dr show you tonight…not next week! Bruno turned pulling on the lead chain.

“Aughhhhhhh…y-yes…sob…f-faster…sob… Aughhhhhhhhh…” Wonder Woman shuffled along as fast as she could as her body glistened with sweat and twitched in unwanted sexual release…the famous steel blue eyes poured out tears of humiliation as she felt her own cum running down her legs.

Helga smiled.

The twins raced ahead opening up the two wooden doors just as Bruno and his charge entered. Murmurs from the room’s occupants greeted them as they escorted the shuffling Wonder Woman to the center of the circular room where Dr Rancor waited.

“Gentlemen,” Rancor spoke to the crowd of about 25 high ranking Gestapo officers seated in the small amphitheater, “I give you America’s number 1 super heroine and enemy of the Reich…the famous Wonder Woman!”

The room filled with applause.

Rancor bowed humbly as the applause went on for several minuets. Finally, he raised his hands and the men quieted.

“When I approached you for funding this project some of you were skeptical. It couldn’t be done. The capture and taming of the most powerful female on the planet but, tonight each of you will be rewarded for the faith you have placed in me.”

The men rose as one and the applause went on at length. As the applause settled down one heavy set bald headed man with a bullish face spoke. “Dr, we all hold you in great esteem for this admirable accomplishment and we all look forward to the next few weeks with this Wonder Woman, but you had promised us a return on our investment beyond personal gratification we need to know now if you have achieved this success.”

Rancor held out his hand and Bruno placed Wonder Woman’s lead chain in it. The Dr pulled until Diana’s head bent down next to his, “Follow your Master Wonder Slave, and stand up straight, nose up, chest out, stomach in…and high step it! ” he whispered.

“General Herring, the answer is…YES, beyond even my imagination!” He led Wonder Woman over to the first row of officers. As he paraded the mighty Amazon back and forth in front of them he continued.

“Imagine yourselves with her gentlemen, for over the next few days she will be with each of you…you will be able to do anything and everything your mind can imagine with her and we have the tools and equipment here for your wildest fantasies…but wait you say…who will be first…Ah…gentlemen that is the beauty of it…you will all be first!”

The crowd murmured.

“Esteemed officers of the Reich, hear me out. I have completed extensive tests on this Wonder Woman and have identified the source of her powers. Helga!” The portly women stepped forward holding the magic belt and lasso aloft.

“Whip her, beat her, subject her to whatever fantasy you desire…with this belt she will be rejuvenated to the magnificent steed you see before you now. And while her body heals, her mind remembers every bit of her experience…you may train her to do anything…over and over again…for she will obey you.

As for the Reich…this indestructible lasso attached to the belt, when used properly, will force anyone bound with it to tell the truth…the absolute and complete truth to any question asked of them! Finally, as we all know, the metal in these cuffs will deflect any bullet known to man…I have the exact coordinates of the location where thousands of tons of this metal can be mined…gentlemen, enjoy your victory!

The officers whistled, applauded and shook hands with each other as they joked and laughed. The General Herring nodded his approval. As he raised his hands, he spoke.

“Gentlemen we will proceed in order by rank... Dr Rancor,” the General held out his hand gesturing for the lead chain.

Rancor spoke as he handed the lead to the General, “Gentlemen, my staff and I are here to assist you. Please complete the form that Peter and Greta are giving you as it will help us determine which room and what equipment you will need when it is your turn with Wonder Slave. Until you are called please go up into the mansion and enjoy Ambassador Knott’s ladies and her world famous hospitality.”

Rancor then turned to Herring. “What is your pleasure sir?” The big bullish man whispered into Rancor’s ear for several moments.

“This way my General!” Herring threw his hand over his shoulder and tugged on the lead chain…our heroine felt the pain and shuffled awkwardly off behind him.

THE GENERAL

The General puffed on his cigar and stirred the coffee beans in his glass of Sambuca with one of his thick fingers. This was his kind of room. The leather chairs, the fireplace, the super heroine hanging spread-eagled between two stanchions in the middle of the room, and the table covered with instruments designed to inflict pain.

“Well, I guess its time we get started Wonder Woman,” the General rose from his chair and removed his tunic and shirt. As he approached the helpless girl he couldn’t help but marvel at her body. She was naked except for her tiara and red boots, the rings were gone as were the piercings, he had watched Rancor use the belt’s power to restore her…incredible! Her body was impeccable. Her large 44DD breasts stood out like twin mountains from her chest tipped with such small nipples, the firm flat belly, the high tight ass, and her long muscular legs and arms so tightly stretched…this was truly a thing of great beauty…but incomparable with the face…every feature was classic…the steel blue eyes, the perfect nose and high cheek bones…and that mouth, the full red lips and white teeth complimented the red ball gag perfectly.

“Let’s talk shall we,” the General said grabbing Wonder Woman’s dark raven hair with one hand and unbuckling the ball gag with the other.

Wonder Woman licked her lips and gasped for fresh air as the General walked behind her. “Now what’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?”

“General you must stop this. When the war is over you and the other officers will be put on trial for war crimes if you don’t stop…”

“WHOOOOOSH…CRACK!”

“Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…a stunned Wonder Woman screamed as the bullwhip the General wielded splattered across the middle of her back and raised a huge red welt where it landed.

“You were saying my dear?” The General asked sarcastically.

“Gasp…gasp…sob…p-pleeeesssss…gasp…d-don’t do this…s-stop…now…and…”

“WHOOOOOOSH…CRACK!” The General brought the lash down again across Wonder Woman’s back this time the lash crossed the welt where the first stroke landed and broke the skin…a small rivet of blood tricked down.

“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…gasp…y-you c-can’t get away with this Gener…”

“WHOOOSH…CRACK!” “Talk to me Wonder Woman!”

“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…gasp…gasp…sob…y-you b-bastard…sob…sob…I’ll…”

“WHOOOOOOSH…CRACK!

“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…gasp…gasp…Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhh…p-pleeeesssss…”

“Talk to me Wonder Woman…I’m all ears! “WHOOOOSH…CRACK!

WHOOOOSH…CRACK! WHOOSH…CRACK! WHOOOOOOH…CRACK!

“Aieeeeeeeee…gasp…Aughhhhhhhhhhh…sob…Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…

gasp…sob…p-pleeeesssssssssssss…gasp…m-merceeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…

Oh God…p-pleesssss…s-stop…n-nooooo…m-more…Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…”

“Excellent…excellent…we’re talking now aren’t we Wonder Woman!”

The General found his rhythm and rained down the whip on the helpless Amazon again and again until her back was crisscrossed with bloody welts. He continued to taunt the withering Wonder Woman as he whipped her. After the first dozen lashes Wonder Woman howled and begged for mercy as each stroke landed. After 25 lashes he stopped. Wonder Woman hung in her bonds her head slumped forward with her chin on her chest, her hair soaking wet with sweat and her face stained with tears. She babbled slowly for mercy.

“I’m glad we had this talk Wonder Woman…I don’t want us to misunderstand each other. Do you understand me now?”

“Sob…sob…y-yes…Gener…” “WHAP!” The General slapped Wonder Woman hard across the face. Her head spun as the tears flowed out of her eyes and she heard the sadistic bastard… “General?”

Wonder Woman steel blue eyes were wide open like saucers and filled with fear as she focused on the brutish face a few inches in front of her. The General held her by the chin and her hair. His leering face had a quizzical look to it…then she realized…

“Y-yes M-Master…”she stammered.

“Excellent, now we understand each other. Where were we?” I remember now…

I was administering 100 lashes…are you ready Wonder Woman?”

“Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…” our heroine responded to the question as the next lash landed.

General Herring whipped the helpless Amazon for the next four hours, often stopping to enjoy his cigar or another drink while Diana hung “talking” to him. Having served in WW I he was an expert with the whip and used it to peel the skin from Wonder Woman’s back and ass before he started on her front. Her firm muscular thighs and her flat stomach were first as he saved the biggest targets for last. Diana watched as he wielded the lash but there was no way to prepare for the instant agony that accompanied each stroke. Finally, he began working the mighty Amazon tits. Lash after lash landed on the huge orbs slicing the skin and cutting deep into her meaty mams.

Diana’s “talking” had now digressed to pitiful mewings for mercy and promises of spectacular sexual performances if the “Master” would stop the whipping. The general held her to her promises…after the 100^th lash!

What fell to the floor when the General released her was no Wonder Woman. The naked bloody mass of crisscrossed stripes crawled on her knees leaving a bloody trail like a slug to the General’s chair where she rose contritely on her knees and serviced the brutish thug with her mouth. When she was done he turned her on her stomach and pressing his thick rod into her anus, butt fucked America’s number one super heroine as she squealed like a pig.

When he was finished with her he rang the bell for Rancor and his staff.

“I always welcome a chance to talk like this Wonder Woman, we must do it again soon,” the General laughed as Bruno carried the half dead girl out of the room.

THE SS OFFICER

The tall thin man stood in front of Wonder Woman as he smoked his cigarette through the long holder. His long hooked nose helped hold his monocle in place over his right eye. A scar ran from above his left eye down his cheek to his jaw…it was apparent that he only saw from one eye. His blonde hair was graying and he looked hard.

He took the riding crop out from under his left arm and pressed the end of it into the side of Wonder Woman’s left breast. He pressed again as if he did not trust what the first contact revealed.

“Hmmm… very large, very firm. I would admit…I have never seen their equal” as he now prodded the underside of her right breast. “Excellent, we will get started right away!” Major Von Himmer motioned to the assistant in the corner of the room and Greta wheeled a surgical cart full of instruments over beside him.

The major looked at the rejuvenated Wonder Woman in front of him. Wonder Woman’s championship body was as pristine as ever…not a mark…not a scar. But, although her body had been restored, her mind reeled from the torture she had experienced the last few days. Her invulnerability was broken, fear filled her mind and paralyzed her spirit. Our heroine’s legs were also somewhat paralyzed as she hung on her slave stand impaled by a long thick metal dildo that stood on the end of the shaft between her legs. Her ankles were crossed in front of the shaft and bound together several inches above the stand’s heavy base. Her labia had again been pierced and ringed and the attached chains stretched the soft petals downward where they were hooked to either side of the shaft.

Diane wore the rest of her “uniform.” The nose and nipple rings pulled her head high and her large breasts higher. The red ball gag, 3 inch collar, wrist cuffs and elbow straps held her firmly in place…there was no chance of escape when she was bound like this.

The SS Officer approached her and unbuckled her ball gag.

“So you are the Wonder Woman who has been giving the Reich such problems lately?” I understand you have a lasso that will make anyone tell the truth…well to each his own…I prefer my methods. Shall we begin?”

Wonder Woman’s eyes widened as the he reached down onto the cart and picked up a scalpel from the white towel that covered the tray top.

“P-pleeessssss…d-don’t d-do this to meeee…” Wonder Woman pleaded as he approached her.

“I have many questions to ask you Wonder Woman and I must insist that you tell the truth. Remember if you lie to me just once it will go very bad for you. These breasts of yours are magnificent, you must be very proud. If you lie to me I will hurt them…let’s begin. Where do you come from?” The major pressed the end of the scalpel against the tip of Wonder Woman’s stretched left breast just below the nipple.

“P-Paradise Island”, she blurted out quickly as her breathing now became more rapid and her heart pounded in her chest.

“Excellent! See that wasn’t hard was it? Now where is this Paradise Island?”

“I-I c-can’t t…tell…Oh…God…p-pleeessss…n-nooooooo…don’t…Aughhhhhhh…”

Wonder Woman responded as the Major slid the scalpel slowly down her breast about 8 inches cutting a very fine line in the soft underbelly of her up stretched breast. Then he cut another a parallel line about 1 inch from the first.

Then he motioned to a grinning Greta who reaching down onto the cart and exchanged the scalpel for a filleting knife.

Starting at the top he then skinned the small strip of skin between the two lines down Wonder Woman’s tit leaving the long strip hanging from the base of her breast. He then stepped back to admire his work as the exposed raw meat oozed blood and body fluid.

Diana howled in agony and shook her head from side to side, which only inflicted more pain to her pierced nose and nipples.

Then the SS Officer pointed to a small bag under the cart that Greta handed to him. He reached in and pulled out his hand and sprinkled the contents on the exposed tit meat…salt!

Diana howled in high-pitched inhuman screams and the tears flowed as she began babbling out the coordinates for Paradise Island.

“Yes…yes my dear…I’m sure those are the coordinates but you just said you couldn’t tell me where Paradise Island is…so how do I know that your not lying to me…or were you lying before? Well no matter I’m sure the truth will out sooner or later.”

As Wonder Woman tried to convince the evil bastard that she was telling the truth he continued to skin the mighty globes one strip at a time. The screams went on into the night as America’s number one super heroine suffered brutal hurt at the hands of the SS Officer. Several hours after the session begun Wonder Woman broke and she began babbling every secret she knew if it would just stop the hideous torture. She told him the history of the Amazons, their weaknesses and how to conquer them. She quickly spilled her guts about her secret identity and anything he asked about Wonder Woman and her powers, finally, she told him all the allies plans for attacking the Reich at home and in the field including the names of all the undercover agents.

Along toward early morning Wonder Woman hung by her nose and nipple rings impaled on the slave stand. The two large cone shaped masses that hung stretched up in front of her were unrecognizable. Completely stripped of skin that dangled down from the mighty orbs in thin strips, the raw, meaty mams were covered in salt and oozed from dozens of brown blood spots. Wonder Woman babbled incoherently as the Major and Greta compared notes.

“Take this information to the General and tell Dr Rancor I am finished with this “Wonder Woman!”

THE OFFICER’S CLUB

Wonder Woman never felt so humiliated as she watched the men across the room at the bar toasting and joking as they frequently pointed at her and gestured vulgarly. She was bound in such a way as to leave little doubt as to what lay ahead of her tonight.

Last night’s ordeal with the Major was fresh in her mind. The skinning of her breasts had introduced her to an agony that she had not imagined existed except in hell. He had broken her with the hideous torture. She had told him everything he wanted to know. What would these men do tonight? Could it hurt her as much? She prayed to Hera that tonight would not be as painful. Tears flowed from the famous steel blue eyes as she realized her prayers would not be answered while she was so completely at their mercy.

The champion of all women had been strapped over a leather “pommel horse” her legs spread and bound to floor rings on a small round dais two steps off the floor in the center of the room. The 3 inch leather strap cinched around her waist tightly was buckled around the pommels on top of the bench holding her tightly in place. Her arms, like her legs, were cuffed and spread-eagled down to floor rings in front of her. In this position her head would have naturally hung down but not in this case. The lead chain from her nose ring was pulled painfully upward forcing her head up. The chain ran up through a ceiling ring and back down where it was clipped to her wrist cuffs pulling her arms painfully up in the air over her back. The stress on her shoulders was unbearable as her elbow strap and collar complemented the bondage. The final touch was pure genius. Wonder Woman wore a ring gag that forced her mouth open in an unnaturally wide shape and left her tongue hanging limply out…several strings of drool followed her tears to the floor. The buckle of the ring gag was clearly visible behind her head, as her hair had been tied in a ponytail at the top of her head. Her tiara and red boots identified her as the American Wonder Woman…her huge cone shaped breasts painfully stretched with the nipple rings and chain and secured to another floor ring confirmed the identification.

“Gentlemen,” Dr Rancor spoke, “Please join me.” The Dr escorted the twenty or so men over to the fallen super heroine. They all walked around Wonder Woman gazing up and marveling at this great thing of strength and beauty that was displayed so painfully and completely before them.

“She is yours gentlemen, use her as you will. All her orifices are available to you…singularly or in groups. You are the finest the Reich has to offer and deserve no less. This “Wonder Woman” dared to challenge the power of the Furher now she must suffer the agony of defeat. To the victor go the spoils…Heil Hitler!!!”

The officers saluted and as Rancor left the room Wonder Woman’s ordeal began!

Several hours later… “It may not be as easy a decision as you think my friend…just wait until it is our turn.” The officers at the bar talked about how to take the “Wonder Woman” when it was their turn. They watched as two officers raped Diana in her mouth and vag. The two were tag teaming the once mighty Amazon, pile driving their huge engorged members into her from both ends.

“Shultz, my friend come get this cat, lets see what you can do with it.” The officer screwing Wonder Woman from behind referenced a cat-of-nine-tails that had been inserted in Wonder Woman’s ass. The long braded handle was buried deep in the bloody anus and the cat’s tails appeared like a horses tail blowing in the wind as the heroine suffered the violent pounding.

“Hans you are such an asshole, look what you’ve done to my cat!” A huge burley officer rose up from one of the tables and smiling, stepped up the dais pulling the whip from Wonder Woman’s ass. As the two men continued to pound Diana’s body again and again her tightly stretched tits slapped into each other making a noise as if someone was clapping. Shultz bent over beside Wonder Woman’s ear…

“Thank you my dear but I’d like to ask that you hold your applause until I’m through.”

Then he stepped back and began flogging the champion of all women across the back. Wonder Woman winced and tears began flowing down her face. After the fifth stroke the raised red welts began to split and bleed as the cat whistled through the air and splattered across her naked skin.

Diana saw very little now through her tears except for the thick patch of black pubic hair that reared back and pounded her face over and over again and the base of the member that was now exploding its thick sticky load in her mouth and throat. But she felt everything. The officer that mouth fucked her pulled her ponytail painfully as he drove the tool into her mouth. The officer behind her now removed his cock from her cunt and plowed it into her bloody ass and the big burly officer that flogged her now whipped her back bloody.

As the man in front of her withdrew and went to the bar for a drink three other officers advanced on the withering super heroine. The first two carried their chairs in one hand and cigars in the other. They sat down beside Wonder Woman’s breasts on either side and began to work over the huge tits with the cigars. The third man’s cock quickly silenced Wonder Woman’s scream.

The men raped and tortured the fallen super heroine for hours then early the next morning Wonder Woman was taken from the pommel horse, spread-eagled against the mahogany wall and crucified. The officers stood below her for individual and group shots before retiring.

After the men had left Bruno entered to retrieve the Wonder Woman. He smiled when he saw what the men had done to her and he inspected her wide spread hands and feet to ensure the nails were driven in securely. Then he grabbed her ponytail and pulled her slumped head from her chest staring intently into her glassy tear filled eyes.

“P-pleeeeeeessss…h-help..m-meeeeeeeee…I-I d-do anything…y-you…want…sob…

sob…p-pleeeesssss…n-noooo…m-more…p-plesssssss…h-help…m-meeeeeeeeee…”

“Whomp!” “ULP…gasp…gasp…gasp…sob…gasp…awk…pant…gasp…gasp…”

Bruno drove a hard right into Wonder Woman’s solar plexus and her pitiful mewing turned into desperate gasps for air. The brute then spent the next half hour beating Wonder Woman’s massive mams, ribs, and belly until she slowly lost consciousness.

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THE YOUNG LIEUTENANT

Wonder Woman lay spread–eagled on the big four poster, her tiara and boots the only things on her rejuvenated naked body other than her bindings…four pieces of long black velvet tied tightly around her wrists and ankles secured her in place.

The sound of water running across the room caught her attention and she lifted her head and looked down her flawless body to see the beautifully muscled back and slim waist of a man washing up his hands and face in the sink. She looked at the chair beside the bed and recognized the uniform of a Nazis officer with the rank of Lieutenant. She looked back and was startled as the man had turned around and was looking at her…he was in his late twenties and the handsomest man she had ever seen! His thick blonde hair was cut in a non-military crew style and his bright blue eyes were the color of the sky in summer. He smiled softly and his perfect white teeth glistened against his tan square cut jaw. His chest and arms were chiseled muscle…his abs rippled steel. Diana was embarrassed as she realized she was smiling back. He walked over to the side of the bed and sat down. He touched her cheek softly and spoke.

“I am not here to hurt you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

Diana felt her face blush and her body suddenly felt very warm. His touch was slow, strong and soft.

“If I untie you will you obey me?”

“Yes!” Diana blurted out without thinking.

He untied her legs and removed her boots. “I don’t think we will need these now.” Then he removed her tiara. “Or this.” Then he untied her hands. “Don’t move.”

He removed his pants and stood before her naked. He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen…he came to her.

He kissed her softly on the lips, her heart raced. He kissed her again gently then pulled away. Her breathing quickened…her need filled her eyes…her lips trembled…her breasts heaved and she felt herself grow moist. He slid gently between her legs and she felt him for the first time he was hard, smooth and warm…he kissed her on the mouth and her mouth opened wide sucking his tongue in…then he was inside her. Diana gasped…he felt so good…he kissed her neck and she moaned…he slid his member in and out of her, at first slowly but then as her passion built firmly and with equal passion. Wonder Woman wrapped her legs around her unknown lover and kissed him on the neck and chest as he rhythmically brought her to climax. Wonder Woman never knew such bliss. Her climax was like an ocean wave pounding on the shore…and the waves came over and over again…when he finally came in her she felt more like a woman than she had ever felt before in her life.

When he was finished he lay on his back and she licked his chest, stomach and member like a kitten would clean itself then she sucked his penis clean as he gently stroked her hair. The two cuddled softly and Diana fell asleep. When she awoke he stood over her dressed in his Nazis uniform.

“My name is Brett Pitt princess…I’m a double agent…my mission is to find you and get you out…now it is time for us to go.”

Wonder Woman leaped out of bed and taking Brett’s hand followed him down a series of hallways to a secret passage that overlooked Dr Rancor’s lab. Inside Rancor and his team were seated at a conference table going over papers with General Herring and Major Von Himmer. On the lab table lay Wonder Woman’s belt, lasso, bracelets and uniform.

“When will she be ready? General Herring asked.

“She is with the Furher’s cousin’s son-in-law…when he is finished with her!

“Excellent, with her and the information she has given us victory for the Reich is ensured!”

“Don’t count your winnings yet General this game is far from over,” Brett said as he stepped out of the shadows his Luger covering the group. “Get your stuff princess and all the copies of the reports.”

Diana flew across the room and dressed in an instant. Seconds later the reports were burning in the fireplace and the magic lasso ensured that none of the seven remembered anything.

When Steve Trevor and his unit showed up all seven and the other officers joined the Ambassador and her staff in a military prison.

“Wonder Woman you’re the best!” Steve praised her as Diana smiled proudly.

“I admit I couldn’t have done it without Brett…now where did he go?”

“Where did who go?” Steve asked.

“Oh never mind Steve…I’ll find him…if it takes the rest of my life.”

The End?