More Alternative Wonder Woman episode stories to come
Until then, here is something a little special.
White Star is a creation from the 1984 movie: The Lost Empire directed by Jim Wynorski
The Perils of White Star: Temple Sacrifice
Part 1
By
Craig Weston
It had begun with breaking into the mountain top monastery. White Star's information was that she would find him here, her long search for Dr. Sindhu was coming to an end. Or so she had thought. She had been certain that he had been destroyed on his island a few years ago, but evil has a way of coming back. Somehow he had returned to the world and she was sworn to track him down and send him back to hell.
She had been careless and had alerted a monk to her presence, he had been easily dealt with, but not before the alarm had been raised. Before she knew it she was fight off over half a dozen of them. All had been going well until...
"Bring her forward," the dark figure boomed.
The toes of her bright white knee high boots scrapped over the cobbled floor as the two figures literally dragged her into the room. White Star struggled in the tight grip of the two monks but it was futile. The world around her faded in and out of focus, the thick material gag bit into the edges of her mouth, her arms were bound so tight behind her back she was losing all feeling in her hands and her ankles were bound tight as well.
The two monks came to an abrupt halt in front of the imposing figure before her, then released their grip White Star fell forward hitting the hard floor her large breasts taking the impact and winding her. Twisting slowly onto her side she looked up at the imposing figure that loomed above her. He stood upon a stone step about a foot off the ground, magnifying his tall six feet, the figure was covered in a dark purple monk's robe, his face completely obscured under the hood.
"Where was she found?" the dark figured boomed again.
"In the sacred corridor master," one of the monks replied it took six brothers to subdue her, we were forced to used the elixir of Oblivion in order to take her prisoner."
White Star sniffed at this. The so called elixir of Oblivion was like chloroform! Sweet sickly completely over powering once the thick pad had been clamped over her mouth and nose. Up until that point she had been kicking monk ass.
"Two of our brothers were taken to the infirmary master. Severely injured by this She wolf."
The dark figure regarded White Star silently, taking in every detail of her exquisite form. Long Raven hair that ran loose past her shoulders, a bright white head band rand around her forehead showcasing her incredible pale liquid blue eyes that one could drown in so easily. Large heaving breasts covered in a tight bright white bra, that displayed a very generous heaving cleavage. The dark figure experienced intense throbbing of his iron cock beneath his cassock. He deeply desired this woman, she was indeed a beauty, especially those large breasts; they must be, he estimated expertly, at least 36F. Bright white shorts covered her peach like butt exposing firm powerful thighs, white boots came up her long powerful legs ending up to just over her knees. Could she be the one that was foretold by scripture? The one that would finally bring their lord into the world of men? He would have to test her to be certain.
"The blessings of our master Melokon be upon you. This one..." He pointed to White Star, "This intruder, has invaded our sacred place, she will answer for her desecration of our sanctum. She is for our Lord Melokon. She will become his bride! Should lord Melokon deem her worthy." The dark figure throbbed again as he ran his eyes over her body. He had no doubts as t her worthiness.
"All hail Melokon, the two monks chanted.
"Take her to be prepared, I shall commune with Lord Melokon a while, and shall send word when I am read ready" The dark figure turned and headed off.
"Yes master," the monks replied with a bow and White Star was once again roughly lifted and dragged away.
Her eyes continued to struggle to focus, the fog effects of the elixir of oblivion was beginning to slowly fade, her strength was slowly returning. Not that was of any help to her, being still so tightly bound. The monks dragged her into some sort of preparation room then forced her down hard on to her knees to the stone floor.
One of the monks crouched behind her began to rub his hard bulge against her firm butt, then reached around her and began to fondle her large breasts. He marvelled at the large mounds that heaved withing white bra top, truly she was a beauty that his lord Melokon had honoured him and his brother to toy with in preparation.
"We shall ready you bride of Melokon," he whispered. "We shall ready you for our master." White Star tried to resist, heat welled up within her at the groping monk, intimately squeezing her breasts, gently circling her nipples through the soft material of her her bra. His touch was very gently coaxing her involuntary reactions. She wanted to get free and beat these two perverts to a bleeding pulp!
Unable to control herself she let out a soft moan through the gag, as he her pinched one of her already erect nipples, rolling it between his fore finger and thumb through the soft material, her chest heaving as she did so.White Star fought hard to compose herself as the monk continue to softly squeeze and fondle her large tits while rubbing his iron hard cock against her butt.
"The bride of Melokon's body is awakening to his desire brother. She cannot resist his power."
"Indeed she is," the other replied. "We must thoroughly prepare her for our lord." At this the second monk produced a small curved dagger, that glinted in the soft light of the flaming wall torches. In one deft movement the thin material of the white bra between her large breasts was sliced, the monk then parted the white cups revealing her large firm mounds.
"All hail the bride of Melokon," both monks chanted. Then the shoulder straps of the white bra were sliced and the useless material fell to the floor. The first monk cupped both breasts in his hands from behind squeezing them, then gripped both now exposed large nipples once more between forefinger and thumb applying slow even pleasure, then rolling one, then the other between his finger and thumb. White star, bit down hard on the thick gag as he cried out at the sharp but exquisite pain racing through her, the thick gag muffling her.
The second monk then moved to her shorts slicing each side at the hips, the material fell away exposing her lovely shaven slit that glinted with wetness.
"The bride of Melokon is almost ready brother, we must ensure she will receive him with complete surrender."
White Star yelped as her inner thighs were slapped hard forcing her to open her legs wider. The first monk's hands moved from her breasts to between her legs, gently stroking her inner thighs, then the palm of his hand cupped and sex and began to move in circles, the effect hit her like an express train! His palm seemed to radiate a light electrical charge that stimulated her body causing it to shudder.
"The power of Melokon claims you!" The first monk whispered as her body now began to convulse. The circling reduced and ceased, the palm was removed and White Star slumped forward only t be caught by the second monk.
"No bride of Melokon, focus now, we have just begun."
The first monk continued to rub his bulge against her butt, his hard cock throbbed as he did so. The first monk's fingers moved back to her slit, she groaned as he did so, trying hard to fight the sensations racing through her. His fingers parted her outer lips. "She is wet brother, look!" The monk held up his fingers that dripped with her juices.
"Finish her brother, our master will send for her soon." The first monk's fingers moved to her clit, now an engorged nodule. "You will come, come for me oh bride of Melokon, only then will you be ready to receive our master. Only then."
White Star bit down on the gag as his large index finger began to work circles upon her clit slowly increasing the pressure, occasionally dipping deep into her wet pussy then returning with wet with her juices to lubricate the constant circles and pressure upon her clit. She shook her head, no, they mustn't. No! But it was too late the monk moved from circles to up and down, applying a steady relentless pressure faster and faster.
"Come for me Raven haired bride slut of Melokon, come for me!" The first monk commanded. White Star could not hold back the constant assault upon her body had overwhelmed her ability to resist, unleashing a maelstrom that had began to roll within her.
"Come for me. Come for me Raven haired bride slut of Melokon, come for me!" The first monk commanded. His finger moving faster, then he pinched her clit in a slow even pressure as as he done to her nipples the effect was...
White Star felt came to an hard stop as if the brakes on a car had been slammed on She remained rigid for a moment as if time had frozen. Then— it struck her! Her entire being imploded into a myriad of kaleidoscopic bright colours, reds, purples, oranges a swirling mas as she came, came so hard! Screaming into the thick gag, biting down her eyes wide, tears ran down her as he body heaved and pulsated with the thunderous forces within.
And then she was limp her face in the cold stone floor. Her arms and ankles were released, from the tight ropes, the gag was removed and she was rolled onto her back. The two monks knelt either side of her holding their large rigid cocks in their hand, then began chanting over her as she lay exhausted and disorientated.
The two monks masturbated over her while chanting. One over her face the other her tits and stomach. Drops of cum fell onto her lips and face, tits and stomach as the chanting continued over her tits and stomach.
"Oh Melokon, lord of darkness accept this bride we purify for your greatness. Take her from your humble servants, channel yourself through our master and enter the world of men." They began to chant "Um Melokononiam Um Melokononium," all the while masturbating themselves over her body. "Um Melokononium, Ummmm Melonkonium. Ummmmmmm Melokonooooooniuummmmm!"
The chanting grew to a crescendo and both monks exploded over her, gushing jets of hot cum over her face, nose lips, tits, cleavage and stomach. The monks fell to their knees bowed over her form for a few minutes composing themselves. Then they stood adjusting their robes, before forcing her to her feet. White Star was too weak to resist, the salty taste of cum ran over her lips, her body dripped with warm cum that now trickled down her naked body.
One of the monks held her his large strong hands gripped each of her biceps keeping her upright. The other monk walked across to a cupboard, he paused before it bowed then opened two small doors to reveal a large gold goblet. The monk reached for it and placed it on a table, then took two small brown bottles from the cupboard, removing cork stoppers from each bottle he poured their contents into the goblet. As he did so there was a flash, followed by a blue flame in the top of the goblet. It danced for a few moments then vanished to be replaced by a white mist that just rolled out of the top of the goblet. The monk bowed before it, lifted the goblet reverently and approached White Star, the monk place the goblet before her just under her mouth and nose, then with his hand fanned the mist at the top of the goblet towards her.
White Star was assaulted by a sweet scent of eucalyptus, honey, vanilla and other scents she found quite pleasing. Her head began to swim, the room faded in and out of focus and for a few moments span around at a stomach lurching speed.
"Inhale the scent bride of Melokon, it is sweet and irresistible." White Star urged herself to resist but its overpowering odour was already doing its work, the room around her began to spin faster. "Sleep raven haired slut bride of Melokon, sleep."
White Star, swayed, her legs gave out from beneath her and everything went black!.
To Be Cont...
More Alternative Wonder Woman episode stories to come
Until then, here is something a little special.
White Star is a creation from the 1984 movie: The Lost Empire directed by Jim Wynorski
The Perils of White Star: Temple Sacrifice
Part 2
By
Craig Weston
Her eyes flickered open, to a an intense orange light, the fog of the elixir of oblivion began to slowly fade. Her head was tilted back over the edge of some sort of stone table! The cool smooth corner rubbed against the back of her neck. She was laid out on her back upon a cold hard surface, her arms now free by her side, or so she though until she tried to raise them only for them to move a few inches and come to an abrupt halt. There was a metal chink sound as chains slapped against the side of the stone. Her wrists were secured either side of her to the altar. Testing her legs, they were chained wide open, the tick gag still in her mouth. Lifting her head was a effort but she managed to glance enough to confirm her worst fear, aside from her head band and boots she was completely naked.