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The Alternative: Deadly Toys
By
Craig Weston
She entered the toy shop cautiously, every sense alert to a movement, or threat, having been led there by the fake Wonder Woman. The room suddenly illuminated into light, Diana spun around to the smiling face of agent Dexter, his revolver pointed menacingly at her chest. "You don't seemed surprised Diana. Was I on your list of suspects for the abduction of the scientists?" he grinned in an almost smug way.
Diana took a slow breath before answering her eyes glancing about the shop taking in the detail, toys lay everywhere, half made, laid out on shelves, boxes and trash cans painted in pretty colours and lastly Diana spied the sinister form of the toy maker, Orlick Hoffman who appeared close to Dexter. "Well," she began locking eyes with the smug agent. "Let's just say, I wasn't as blinded by you as Steve was."
Dexter gave a nod, "You're true professional Diana, I respect that, you're everything I heard about you, and much more. As well as a good friend to Steve Trevor, right Orlick?"
"Oh ya, ya, vone can always do vith a good friend." Orlick replied his eyes taking in the beautiful form before him, she stood almost six feet, tall for a woman and a little imposing, the dark pants gave a clue to her long and no doubt shapely legs, the light tan roller neck sweater hugged her rather large breasts. Orlick felt himself becoming aroused, forcing his gaze up from those mounds to sensuous red lips, beautiful blue eyes and dark shoulder length hair that she wore in an very sexy pony tail, the earrings accentuated her look completed by the green velvet jacket. In sum, she was a beauty.
"What have you done with Dr. Lazar Diana?" Dexter demanded, dragging Orlick back to reality.
"You can't possibly believe I would tell you," the tall woman replied defiantly. Orlick gave a nod of approval, this one was feisty too.
Dexter considered her response for a moment. "No Diana," he conceded. "I don't. Orlick, if you would be so good please."
At this the toy maker grinned, the stepped close to the beauty less than a few feet away Orlick felt himself harden with lust and, with what he was about to do. "My Good Friend," he said staring into the woman's beautiful blue eyes.
"My good friend?" The woman replied regarding him curiously. Orlick placed his hand on the handle of one of the pretty painted trash cans, lifted the lid then stepped back raising the lid as a shield in front of him as he did so. Seconds later there was a flutter as butterflies shot out of the trash can in a spray of pretty colours, a number landed on the woman, one on the back of her right hand and immediately sank its tiny needle into her skin, another on her neck and it too stung. The woman reacted to the sting of her hand and flicked it off, too late. Orlick felt his erection throb in the knowledge that the woman had just been heavily drugged. She staggered, blinked, swayed a little then slumped to the floor in a semi conscious heap, her eyes fought to stay open and then, she was out.
Orlick took a moment to savour the the site before him, her large breasts slowly rose and fell hugged by the tight sweater. He almost came in his pants staring at her, and what he so wanted to do with her. Dexter would of course want to eliminate her when all was done. He was a fool, but a useful one. "Helf me get her down stairs to the cellar," Orlick instructed the agent. "Take her legs," Orlick knelt at her head sat the limp form up reached under her shoulders with his arms then levered her up as Dexter lifted her legs. Orlick grinned with satisfied at the quick grope he had given the unconscious woman as he had lifted her. 'Ya, ya, totally natural,' his internal voice stated. 'Round, firm mounds, estimated 36 D or DD, almost perfection.'
The two men carried Diana Prince down to a cellar, and placed her on an old camp bed. For a moment Orlick considered tying and gagging her, his rigid cock jumped at the thought. "How long will the drug keep her out?" Dexter asked.
"Oh, don't vorry my good friend she vill be incapacitated by the drug for many hours, you can interrogate her in a few hours and she von't be able to resist, despite any training she may have had." Orlick replied.
Dexter nodded, "Good work Orlick, we're ready for the final phase, locate and grab Dr Lazar, then we get the big pay off."
Some time later Dexter knelt down by the still sleeping Diana Prince, her large breasts rose slowly, paused then sank in the tight sweater. She stirred a little as he stroked her face, "Diana, he whispered. "Diana you need to wake." The woman's head turned towards him, her eyes flickered open to a lovely glassy blue and big smile. Dexter found himself smiling back and for the first time sensing his own arousal, she was incredibly beautiful and those large breasts! Dexter made to reach out to touch them, then gave himself a mental slap; he was stronger than that. Yes, he did want a taste. 'I bet you and Steve are more than — good friends!' The voice in his mind mocked him. 'I bet Steve Trevor is fucking you 20 ways to Sunday, the lucky S.O.B.' Dexter's anger grew, as the voice continued. 'Oh how You hate Trevor, and always have. Always right, so full of himself. When the mission is over, she can be yours, have her every way. Before you do— what must be done.' Dexter nodded, his anger now subsiding, that is exactly what he would do, but first.
"Hello Diana,' Dexter smiled again at the glassy blue eyes, Orlick was right the drug was doing a great job. "Diana, I need you you to tell me what you have done with Dr. Lazar. Where is he?"
Diana rolled a little towards him, her movements were slow as she floated in the warmth of Orlick's truth drug. "I, I can't," she giggled. "I can't tell you, because," she giggled again, Dexter found himself laughing with her, his erection throbbed, at this drugged beauty. "Because," she repeated, "he's the last one."
Dexter took her hand and began stroking the back of it, "You Must tell me Diana, where is Dr. Lazar? Where—is Dr. Lazar?"
"He's..." She giggled again. "He's in my apartment."
Dexter took a deep breath, "very good Diana, under what guard? What arrangements have you put in place?" Dexter kept asking the drugged beauty questions and soon, she was telling him everything he needed to know. "That's very good Diana. Finally, are there are any passwords?"
Diana giggled again then rolled to face him, a big beautiful smile beamed. "Yes, it's...Alphabet soup."
"That's very good Diana, I need you to sleep now, go to sleep." The woman rolled back and closed her eyes, a few deep breaths and she floated away. Dexter stepped out of the room to the waiting Orlick. "I'm going to get Lazar, make sure she's kept out. I'll deal with her, when I get back." With that Dexter left Orlick alone. Orlick felt his arousal grow as Dexter exited the shop, a quick check to ensure the shop was locked and he returned to the cellar and the waiting drugged agent Prince. From a nearby table he prepared a syringe, a special mix, antidote to the truth drug, it was no longer needed, and an experimental drug that he had been working on for some time. Perfect time to test it on his guest. He entered the room paused for a moment to enjoy the sight of her laid, out her large breasts slowly rising and falling, his erection became like an iron bar watching. Kneeling by her he inserted the needle into the back of her left hand and injected the syringe contents before stepping back. The effects were quick, the woman opened her eyes, raised a hand to her head then sat up slowly and looked up at Orlick. "Hello my good friend."
Diana gave him a hard stare. "My good friend? What did you do to me?"
"Oh nossing, just used ze strong truth drug, you ver very cooperative with Dexter, he has gone ze get Dr. Lazar now." Diana looked at the syringe mark on the back her hand.
"What did you give me?"
Orlick held up the syringe, "Fraulein Prince, I haf given ze antidote to truth drug und..."
"And?"
"And I haf given you a special experimental drug off my own making Fraulein Prince, it vil make you how you Americans say, Very Fucking Horny sex slut!"
Diana jumped to her feet anger surging through her, "I don't think so Orlick, I've had enough of you and Dexter..." The room dimmed, a strange euphoria swept over her, Orlick's form became hazy his voice distant but authoritative. "What is this?" She staggered back and sat on the bed. She felt hot, and incredibly aroused, her entire body was on fire. Orlick stepped forward then pulled her effortlessly back to her feet, and forward a few steps, Diana was in a mixture of surprise and curiosity, but made no move to resist, then he moved behind her and gently slipped her jacket over her shoulders and down her arms, before throwing it to the floor. Diana wanted to protest but couldn't. His movements were slow, and deliberate, as he lent from behind and behind his warm breath on her neck made her shiver. Then he cupped her right breast from behind giving it a gentle squeeze. Anger shot through her then simply vanished into a wave of arousal, she moaned as he squeezed again while rubbing something hard against her butt. Then he cupped both breasts and started to fondle them. Diana knew it wasn't right, she should shout, protest, fight him, escape, save Dr Lazar from Dexter but... she moaned at the exquisiteness of Orlick's touch.
"Zat ist good, ya?" Orlick's voice was a whisper "Zat is very good ya?" His hands released her breasts, then he spun her round to face him their eyes locked for a moment, Diana wanted to shout at him, to strike him, but couldn't. Orlick reached down to the hem of her sweater then pulled it up, in response she raised her arms and the sweater slipped off easily and was thrown to the floor. Again she did not resist or protest, she was simply unable to. Diana stood before Orlick now her breasts flushed with arousal, breathing deep and rapid, nipples erect poking through the thin material of her cream bra. Within, a battle was going on, a fight for control. She must rescue Dr. Lazar, must tell Steve about Dexter the traitor. Must take Orlick in... Must... all thoughts were overridden by her need, her need to be undressed and thoroughly Fucked! Orlick ordered her to kick off her shoes, she obeyed, then he stepped forward, unfastened the clip on her pants then slid them down her legs. Before stepping back and taking in the Goddess before him.
"You want me don't you Orlick?" Diana purred "Is that why you drugged me? To keep me all to yourself?"
"It is Fraulein Prince, I vant to fuck you very much. Unt to make you my sex slave." With that he gently pushed her back onto the camp bed she hit the mattress with a soft Flmmf, giggling as Orlick approached straddling her on the bed he produced a small red toy soldier from his pocket, there was an audible click and a sword appeared in the soldier's hand, it sparkled in the light, a small thin razor sharp blade. Orlick reached own to one of Diana's bra shoulder straps and sliced it off with the sword blade. The other shoulder strap met the same fate. Orlick licked his lips then slipped fingers under the bridge that separated her bra cups and sliced it in two releasing her large firm milky breasts. Orlick gave out an audible gasp. Diana lay back, now so aroused by the way this man who was dominating her, no man had ever treated her like this before, she knew shouldn't be doing this, she should be fighting him but... She was so wet wanted him to fuck her so much. Orlick slipped a finger under the hip waist band of her panties and sliced it with the soldier sword, then the other side before slipping the material out and discarding it to the floor. Using his knee her pushed Diana's legs apart unzipped his pants then slid his iron cock inside her there was no resistance she was so wet and ready. Diana moaned as he did so, he was surprisingly heavy as he leaned forward pinning her to the bed, this only served to arouse her more. She knew deep down she shouldn't be. "Now Fraulein Prince ve shall begin," Orlick whispered and began to thrust slow at first then with more force, it was so good, so very good. The world around her began to spin and becoming a kaleidescope of colours and sensations as Orlick fucked her, first on top, then he had her on all fours, his large cock deep within her, for a supposedly elderly man he was both virile and possessed of incredible stamina he just kept banging her over and over, non stop. Grabbing her hair as he fucked her. Slapping her butt cheeks hard as he did so. Telling her she was a dirty American fuck slut agent! Orlick went wild. She came hard twice! But he was insatiable wanting more! Now she was straddling him on the bed her arms now bound behind her back, that, was really kinky she thought. Now she was doing the work. Impaled upon his iron cock.
"More, Fraulein Prince fuck slut, more," Orlick ordered her, grabbing her hips pulling her down impaling her deeper. She was going to come again, plus, she could feel him brewing, Oh God! He had been holding back, she knew. He was going to come inside her. Another orgasm hit her, followed by Orlick exploding deep within shouting and cursing in German as he did so.
Orlick was breathing rapidly, "Zat was Vundebar, ya Vundebar. You are zer best fuck!" Diana lay on the bed the room span she tried to reply but couldn't. Grabbing Diana by her hair, he pulled her off the bed onto her knees then forced his semi hard cock into her mouth. Diana obeyed finding her herself becoming aroused by this man that was utterly dominating her. She began licking along the side of his semi erect shaft, then sucking, cleaning his cock of his cum and her juices, as she did so he became hard again then began to fuck her mouth. Diana gagged as he thrust deep into her throat, over and over, shortly after he exploded in her mouth forcing her to swallow his cum. Releasing her hair she fell to the ground looked up her arms still bound behind her back, cum trickled from her mouth, she was exhausted.
Later Dexter returned happy at accomplishing his mission in grabbing Dr. Lazar. "Where's Diana Prince?" He asked seeing Orlick working at one of his tables.
"She ist in ze cellar, she's ist not going anyver." Dexter headed down the steps to the room then stopped in his tracks, there naked, arms bound behind her back, ankles tied and a thick sheet gag in her mouth was Diana Prince writhing about on the bed, her body was covered in dry shiny stuff. It only took a moment to realise what it was.
Dexter span round facing Orlick, his face crimson with anger. "What have you done?"
"Done? Done my good friend! I haf taken Fraulein Prince as my extra payment, you vil not kill her, she vil remain alive!"
"Impossible Orlick, she knows too much..."
"You are a fool Dexter, I vil decide who lifs and who dies, you forget, you verk for me! You have done vell with Lazar, prepare him and ve will make the delivery. After I vil indulge with Fraulein Prince once more, then, I vil vipe her memory, she vil remember nothing of vat hus transpired here tonight."
Dexter was taken aback by Orlick's comment. "Did you say wipe her memory? Is that even possible?"
"Oh Dexter, my good friend you really are ze dumkoff! Ov course it is possible, before my toy making, during ze Var I vas the top chemist for Ze furhur, I developed drugs you can only dream off. Vor instance take our beauty Fraulein Prince, right now she iz zer vanton sexual fuck slut. I haff programmed her to be my very villing sex slave."
Dexter approached the room Diana writhed about on the bed mmmphhing in her gag. "If ya vant her Dexter, take her, she vil love it, and Vil Nott vemember a thing after I haf given her zer mind wipe drug."
Dexter starred at the woman, "Yes, Orlick, I want her— very much."
"Zer goot, then have her, while I do a few things, Orlick winked at Dexter then headed upstairs.
Dexter removed his jacket, then entered the room, upon seeing him enter Diana stopped moving and just starred at him. Dexter felt himself become hard, his heart began to race, a trickle sweat ran down his back. He knelt and removed the gag from her mouth. "Hello Diana."
The woman smiled, "this is all very kinky keeping me prisoner like this," she purred. "Did you get Dr. Lazar?"
Dexter grinned, "Yes, he's all ready to be sent to the other side, where they will use all his research, you failed in your mission Diana."
Her smile vanished for a moment then reappeared, "ah well, win some, lose some, that's the nature of our work." She then wriggled seductively on the bed. "You and Orlick have me all tied up down here, he took me, I know you want me too." She cooed.
Dexter, felt himself throb with lust. "You're absolutely right Diana, but first, I want you to answer a question." The woman writhed on the bed seductively, Dexter felt his pulse race. "Tell me how good a lover is Steve Trevor?" Diana froze for a moment, shocked at the question, then began to laugh. "What's so funny?" Dexter demanded.
"You? Diana replied laughing and shaking her head. "You, you honestly believe that Steve and I... Oh that's just the funniest thing."
"And just why is that so funny?"
"Because Dexter, we've never been lovers. Steve's way too much the professional to mix business and pleasure. Though, I really wish he would fuck me."
Dexter remained silent for a moment, absorbing what she had just told him, 'Yes,' came the voice in his head. 'This is the perfect revenge fuck, what a total idiot Steve Trevor is not taking this woman. You get to have what he never has.'
Diana entered her apartment dejected, the past few days had been a nightmare. She had awoken in her car with a blinding headache and missing over 24 hours that she could not account for. Despite being dressed, her underwear was missing and she found herself having the most profound sexual urges. Taking a shower in her apartment she had, had to touch herself and come hard, it had only mitigated the urges for a while. Then she had, had to report to Steve Trevor and was unable to account for how Dr. Lazar had been snatched from her apartment. The whole thing was disaster, the I.A.D.C. was in the firing line with the White House and Diana had been suspended pending a full investigation. Now, she sat in her apartment, sipping a glass of wine and trying to piece things together, but her memory was a complete blank. Another sip of wine, followed by a knock at her door. Looking up at the clock it was 10 pm! Who could it be at this hour. Opening the door an elderly well dressed man stood in front of her.
"Good effening Fraulein Prince, mine nam ist Orlick Hoffman and you haff been expecting me, ya?"
Diana felt something within her, the light dimmed and a surge of arousal she reached out to the elderly man taking his hand, simply replied, "Yes. Master."