Wonder Woman 20

Understanding the ways of men still baffled Wonder Woman. She had been in "Man's World" for more than 50 years, yet she was still surprised by some of the things men did. Rather, how women in this world remained subservient to men.

For example, just last night she had to break up a couple that was fighting. Wonder Woman watched from a nearby rooftop as the argument began. It started as simple bickering but quickly escalated into a physical confrontation. Before long, the man hit his pregnant "girlfriend" in the face sending her to the ground, helpless. Quickly, the Amazon princess leaped off the rooftop and landed between the two. She adopted her "power pose," placing her hands on her hips with her legs spread shoulder-length apart.

"Now, is that any way to treat a lady?" she asked mockingly. The man charged her, but Wonder Woman was more than ready. She picked the attacker up and slammed him against the brick wall of a nearby abandoned building, knocking him out cold.

Wonder Woman was about to take him into custody when the victim screamed at her. "Stop hurting Darrin! Stop beating up my man!" she said. Wonder Woman froze and eyed the woman. She was practically a child. She couldn't have been more than 17 and was already at least six months pregnant. She had bruises on her face, and not just the ones incurred in this encounter. One eye was nearly swollen shut and tears streamed down her face.

"Why?" Wonder Woman asked. "Why should I not arrest him?" 

"It-it-it's my f-f-f-fault," the woman stammered through the tears. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, tattered white jeans and a faded purple T-shirt. "I brought it on-on-on myself."

"No one deserves what he was doing to you," Wonder Woman thought, but she knew telling that to this girl would not do any good. Wonder Woman just eyed the woman for 10 long seconds and said only, "What's your name?"

"Ka-Ka-Kathy," the girl finally got out.

"Kathy, you may think you don't deserve better, but think about your child," Wonder Woman said. "Doesn't your future son or daughter deserve a better life? Think about that. Please. Go to a shelter. Get some help. Get some medical attention. Take care of yourself and your baby, even if this scum won't." Kathy only nodded her head, trying to stifle her tears.

Wonder Woman then turned to the man, who was beginning to come around. She scooped him up off his feet by the collar, holding his face inches from hers. "As for you, if I see you doing this to ANY other woman, you will know the full wrath of an Amazon." The man only groaned as Wonder Woman dropped him unceremoniously on his butt, then leaped back to the top of the building.

That was last night. It wasn't the first (or probably the last) time Wonder Woman had seen something like that. She knew from experience she couldn't make someone get help that didn't want it and the Amazon knew if she had brought the man in, his girlfriend would have probably spent whatever food money she had posting bail for the louse. It was a difficult situation, but embarrassing and scaring the men sometimes worked. If it didn't set them straight, it usually woke the woman up enough to either get out of the "relationship" or start asserting herself in other ways.

Tonight, Wonder Woman was back on the same rooftop, scouring the area for whatever muggers, rapists or other hooligans might be looking for easy marks. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.

"I said stop it!" cried a woman's voice. Wonder Woman quickly raced to the other end of the roof and looked over. It was Kathy and Darrin in virtually a repeat of the night before. He had her arm in a vice grip and spun her around.

"No way!" he responded. "You'll do what I say and that's that! Wonder Woman or no Wonder Woman, I still own you."

"You're hurting me," Kathy yelled, tears beginning to fall. That was enough for Wonder Woman. She wasn't naïve enough to think every man she ever stopped from beating a woman quit forever, but this was the first time someone had so brazenly defied her.

Wonder Woman jumped off the top of the roof and landed perfectly on the pavement. "I warned you," she said, the hostility not hidden in her voice. "And now you'll see what it means to test the benevolence of an Amazon."

With that, she began marching towards the attacker. This time, Darrin raced into the vacant building rather than face Wonder Woman. The superheroine feigned like she was going to chase him then stopped to make sure Kathy was OK.

"I'm fine," Kathy said. "Thanks for coming again. I was worried you wouldn't be here again tonight. I'm taking your advice for sure now. Darrin's never going to change."

"I'm glad you see that," Wonder Woman said. "Now, I'll go take care of him. You go call the police and get them here. Tell them I'll have some garbage for them to pick up." Kathy nodded and began to walk towards a bar down the street.

With Kathy safely out of the way, Wonder Woman turned to taking care of Darrin. She knew the rear exit was sealed - a dumpster blocked the door. It was simply a matter of finding him and teaching him a lesson in manners he wouldn't soon forget.

The Amazon moved silently through the building. In its glory days, she imagined it was a bustling factory producing some sort of widget that had long ago lost its usefulness. It had the smell of dust that had caked for decades and baked in the summer heat.

"Darrin," she yelled, her cries echoing throughout the dark building. "Come out and I'll take it easy on you." Silence was her only response for a second then she heard feet scuttling towards the rear of the building. Wonder Woman ran towards the noise, saw a man and tackled him hard from behind. With amazing speed, she regained her balance, scooped up the man and tossed him again against the wall - this time harder than the previous evening.

Slowly, Wonder Woman walked towards the fallen man and turned him over. It wasn't Darrin.

No sooner did that recognition sink in than the building lit up with bright lights. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed more than three dozen armed men wearing sunglasses and black leather jackets with red trim. They were a gang called the Vampires, a group of thugs who "earned their stripes" by committing bloody, violent crimes. The vast amount of blood and blood-drawn graffiti on the walls near each crime scene were their calling cards.

Wonder Woman dropped the unconscious thug and turned to face her attackers. Taking on several men at once was not unusual, but the cramped quarters would make things difficult. Getting the proper spacing and leverage might be a problem, but it also limited the number of people who could charge her at once. Plus she had to keep alert for possible shots being fired. The Vampires were well known for their willingness to shoot each other to bring down a target. And once blood was seen, no matter whose it was, it only seemed to feed their frenzy. 

But no one moved. After a full half-minute of eyeing each other, Wonder Woman finally said, "So, boys, how's it going to be? You going to go quietly or is there going to be a problem?"

Again, no one spoke. After almost another tense 30 seconds of staring each other down (at least Wonder Woman thought they were staring each other down … she couldn't tell for sure because of the sunglasses) the middle of the group parted slightly, allowing Darrin to take center stage.

"There's no problem, Wonder Bread," he said smugly. "Everything's juuuuuuust fine." With that, Darrin stepped back to reveal Kathy on her knees, a gun pressed against her bowed head.

"You rotten man," Wonder Woman said, a snarl passing her ruby red lips. "That's supposed to be your girlfriend, the mother of your child. Don't you have ANY feelings for her?"

"This cunt?" Darrin asked laughing. "I'm not the father. At least I don't think I am. She's like a turkey the day after Thanksgiving - everyone's had a piece of her."

Wonder Woman quickly surveyed the room. Kathy's situation made everything a lot more difficult. She would have to take care of her first, then the rest of the room. As the Amazon looked above, she noticed some of the snipers in the rafters weren't pointing their weapons at her, but at Kathy. Plus she noticed security cameras mounted on the beams. They were too new to be from the previous occupant of the warehouse.

"What do you want?" Wonder Woman finally asked. She figured as long as she kept talking, nothing would happen to Kathy.

"What I want is simple, Wonder Bread," Darrin replied. "What I'll get will be even better." He slowly began walking towards Wonder Woman. "You see, you've caused problems for hard-working young men like us for years, and you've always done it with tiresome lectures about the virtuosity of womanhood and the evils of men. But your virtues are also your weakness, and that is why men will always dominate women." 

"What do you mean?" Wonder Woman responded, continuing to look for any opportunity to turn the tables. But the gun at Kathy's head and the ones in the rafters … she couldn't stop all of them at once.

"I see you looking around," Darrin said, as if reading the Amazon's mind. "You're looking for a way to get out of the situation. And you just might find a way. But you probably won't. Except for one way, and that's what separates us."

"What?" Wonder Woman repeated.

"Let the girl die," he said simply.

With that, Kathy screamed and tried to get away but a guard shoved her and put the gun back to her forehead. Wonder Woman started to move, but realized she couldn't get there before any bullet was fired so she stayed put.

By now, Darrin was three yards from Wonder Woman. He was a half-foot shorter than she but he was muscular. Compared to many men, he was strong … not strong enough to take out an Amazon, but strong. He had a dark 48-hour stubble, yellow teeth and sandy blonde hair. He was walking a little gingerly from the night before, but looked none the worse for the wear. As he had approached Wonder Woman, a few others had closed in as well, forming a semi-circle around the heroine.

"You know I can't do that," Wonder Woman finally said. 

"I know," Darrin said almost soothingly. "That's why we're here." Darrin turned left and waved, then turned right and waved again. Four men put down their weapons, picked up videocameras and jogged forward, taking positions around Wonder Woman.

"You see, Wonder Bread, this is a little experiment in behavior," Darrin began. "You believe women, especially Amazons, are far superior to men. And in many regards, you're correct. But in other ways, you are amazingly wrong. Women, including Amazons, lack a killer instinct. How many times has a villain gotten out of jail to wreak further havoc simply because you didn't kill them? Sure, you usually catch them, but how many problems could be solved if the criminal element were eliminated rather than incarcerated?"

Wonder Woman interrupted: "But that would mean they have no shot at redemption and I refuse to believe that. Everyone has some good in them. It just may take a while to find it."

This statement caused the group to snicker. "Do I have good?" Darrin asked.

"I believe so," Wonder Woman replied. "It may be deep down, but you have some good." Again, Wonder Woman's eyes flicked around the room. Kathy seemed to have calmed down but the gun was still pointed at her head. The men in the rafters were watching her but their guns were still aimed towards Kathy. "Good," she thought. "If I need to act, I'll have a split-second before they can retrain their aim and fire. I just need to keep talking."

"Well I believe I have some good, too," Darrin said. "In fact, I believe sharing is good. And the pursuit of happiness, according to the preamble of the Constitution, is an American right so it must be good." He turned to the crowd and shouted, "We'll be doing good tonight, boys!" 

The room - now filled with about 25 men - laughed again, only this time louder. Wonder Woman stared at Darrin then asked, "What do you mean?" 

"Let me explain. You will do what I say or sweet, innocent, pregnant Kathy gets shot," Darrin said coolly. "If that happens, sure, you'll capture most of us … maybe even all of us. But the death of an innocent girl and an unborn child will weigh on you forever. And you better be prepared to kill us all because if we're captured we'll tell everyone how you chose to let innocent people die when you had a chance to save them."

"And if I agree?" Wonder Woman asked quietly.

Darrin smiled. "Well, there's some good news and bad news with that. The good news is Kathy goes free, as will you after we insure we get away safely. The bad news for you is we get rich and an experience we'll never forget."

Wonder Woman eyed the thug with curiosity.

"Do we have a deal?" Darrin asked. "I know you won't lie. If you agree to something, you'll honor your bond. Agreeing to the deal will take Kathy out of immediate danger. So, do we have a deal?"

Wonder Woman looked around one last time. "There's got to be a way out of this," she thought. But she couldn't see one. Slowly she bowed her head and said, "We have a deal."

Darrin smiled and turned towards Kathy. "OK, guys. That's cool." With that, the gun was removed from Kathy's head and the snipers pulled their weapons back. One of the gang members moved behind Kathy and started tying her hands together, but some of the tension had eased. Of course, Wonder Woman had given her word, but she was prepared to go back on that at the first opportunity. "It's a good thing these men aren't entirely familiar with Amazon culture," Wonder Woman thought. "No Amazon likes going back on her word, but we're taught to evaluate all situations and take the best course. If lying eventually leads to the greater common good, so be it. Of course, first I have to get out of this." 

After Kathy was secured, a couple of guards stood on either side of her with their weapons drawn, ready for action. Although the snipers were at ease, they remained in the rafters. The rest of the men, though, began climbing stairs or hopping on top of some of the tables to get a seat. A few others grabbed cameras and took positions around the Amazon. When everyone was in place, Darrin turned back to Wonder Woman.

"Very good," he said. "Now, let's go over a few things. First, as per our agreement, you will do what we say or Kathy gets it, right?" Wonder Woman nodded. She noticed the cameras had begun rolling as the little red lights of each one came on.

"Strip!"

Wonder Woman spun her head to face him, a shocked look etched on her face. She had no idea what she expected, but it certainly wasn't this. The villains she faced were interested in loftier things, like world domination. She had never come across a group as common as this. She looked around and it began to dawn on her that, aside from Kathy, it was all male. She had not considered the villains' gender an issue before, but now the night had taken a dirty turn and it would likely get worse.

CHAPTER TWO

Wonder Woman had been ordered to strip by the leader of a gang called the Vampires. It was a demand she had no intention of meeting.

"No," she said, standing tall. It was time to draw a line. They wouldn't kill Kathy. It was all a bluff and she wouldn't go along with it. Wonder Woman knew if Darrin tried to threaten her into doing what he said, he had no intention of killing Kathy.

But Darrin just smiled. He turned and walked back towards Kathy. He pulled out a six-shot revolver and emptied the bullets into his hand. Darrin faced Wonder Woman and, in a grand gesture, put one bullet back in. He then spun the chamber, slung it back into place, pointed the gun at Kathy …

and pulled the trigger!

<CLICK>

Wonder Woman's knees buckled when she saw the hammer jerk forward. For a brief instant, the weight of Darrin's seriousness came over her and the prospect of an innocent pregnant woman dying because of her silly Amazon pride hit her hard. Darrin just smiled and turned back to the heroine. 

"For each refusal, one bullet will be added to the chamber and the scenario will be played out again," Darrin said. "How much of a gambler are you Wonder Bread?"

Wonder Woman didn't say anything. She simply began pulling off her red boots. With the boots off, she lost four inches in height, but she was still better than six-feet tall. Wonder Woman than began to take off her tiara.

"No," Darrin said. "Leave that on."

"Good," Wonder Woman thought. "At least I'll have some sort of weapon." But not removing the tiara also presented a problem. The next item to go was going to cause some embarrassment. Wonder Woman hesitated then began unzipping her red top.

The cameras filmed from all different angles as her breasts became exposed. Regardless of what anyone in the room had imagined, no one was disappointed. As she pulled off the top and tossed it aside, her breasts amazingly remained firm and her nipples were bright pink.

Wonder Woman turned around, giving everyone in the room a good look at her chest. It also gave her one last opportunity to survey the scene for an escape route. There were some possibilities, but none that gave her better than a 10 percent chance of saving Kathy before someone got off a good shot. Rather than risk it, Wonder Woman sighed and removed her magic belt and lasso.

"I'll take those," Darrin said as she tossed them to him. Just to irk him, she made her toss short so he had to pick them up.

"Well, still a little attitude?" Darrin asked. "That's good. Hold on a second. Before we go any further … boys, the betting is now open. Who thinks Wonder Woman has a shaved pussy?" Several cheers went up from the men as the Amazon, clad only in her blue star-spangled briefs blushed. "And how many think she's got some hair down there?" Another cheer went up from the men.

"Well, Wonder Bread, let's see."

Wonder Woman didn't move for 10 seconds. Finally, Darrin pulled out another bullet and tossed it back to the guard who stood next to Kathy. Before he was able to even pull out the chamber, she quickly slid her briefs down to reveal a patch of finely-trimmed black hair between her legs. A yell of glee rose from the winners while mildly disappointed groans came from the losers. Wonder Woman quickly moved her hands in front of her crotch and tried to cross her legs to prevent a good view of her most private area.

After the cheering died down, Darrin said, "Now, don't be bashful Wonder Bread. Let us see what you've got. Tell you what, how about making that pose. You know, the one with your hands on your hips and your legs spread? Do that!"

Wonder Woman grimaced, but she slowly adopted the pose that she often used to intimidate criminals. She didn't realize how it made her breasts jut forward until she noticed the men elbowing each other and pointing. This only made her more self-conscious, but she held the position. 

After about 30 seconds, Darrin said, "Nice. Very nice. Now, I want you to make them bounce."

"What?" the heroine asked.

"Your Wonder Boobs. Make them bounce."

Wonder Woman stared at him, looked at Kathy, then started slightly bouncing her torso up and down. Slowly, her breasts started jiggling until it became a full-fledged bounce. The cameras saw everything, capturing the once-proud superheroine's tits flailing around. The men in the crowd only cheered with vigor.

After nearly three minutes, Darrin signaled everyone to settle down and Wonder Woman followed suit. She let her hands fall to her side and drew her legs back together somewhat. She had never been so humiliated. No defeat at the hands of any supervillain had ever been so degrading. 

"For the next item, we'll need this," Darrin said, pulling the lasso from the belt. He handed her magic belt to another thug then approached Wonder Woman. In the entire evening, no one had laid a hand on her so it was a little surprising how gingerly he wrapped the lasso around her waist. Aside from a brief accidental contact, Darrin had not touched her despite every opportunity. This didn't give her comfort, but it was puzzling.

She didn't have long to think about it, though. She knew the lasso's power. Heck, she had used it on more criminals than she could remember. She knew the night could turn into a cauldron of eternal damnation if these men used the lasso to its fullest potential, but she had no choice.

"Relax," Darrin said, immediately causing Wonder Woman's shoulders to sag. "I will not command you to do anything … yet. I just want some truthful answers before we go on. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

One of the other Vampires, a short bald man with no neck named Club, leaned towards Darrin. "How do we know if she's telling the truth? How do we know it's not a trick?"

Darrin hadn't considered this. Perhaps the legend of the lasso had some hidden drawbacks. For example, what if it couldn't be used on Wonder Woman? What could he do to elicit a truthful answer?

"Do you have a secret identity?" Darrin finally asked. 

"Yes," Wonder Woman blankly responded.

"What is it?"

"Diana Prince."

"Who is Diana Prince? Where does she live? What does she do for a living?" Darrin asked, waving a hand at Stik to check out the information.

"She is an agent for the IADC. She lives in Apartment 168 in the Moss Hill Apartment Complex on Terrace and College," Wonder Woman answered. 

Darrin smiled. "What is the code to access the computer database of the IADC?"

"Currently it's 1078-ebr-ts1s-kl10-cl00-nyd1-ckv1-tale." 

Within 10 minutes, the Vampires' computer whiz, Aaron, had pulled up the IADC computer file, entered the password (using Diana Prince's ID number) and accessed everything the government's top security agency had to offer.

"An added bonus, boys," Darrin said proudly. He turned back to Wonder Woman. "Now, you will forget divulging any information other than your secret identity to us. You will think all we did was call your apartment to check on that and, when we got no answer, we took your word for it. Understand? Good, now back to the main event."

After a pause to make sure all those commands sank in, Darrin returned to the questioning. "You're required to tell the truth, right?" 

"Yes," she replied.

"OK, have you ever had sex with a man before?"

Wonder Woman hesitated, then answered, "No."

"Have you ever masturbated?"

"Yes," the heroine replied and she blushed.

"Have you ever masturbated as Wonder Woman?"

She paused. It was obvious she was trying to hold back but the lasso's power was too strong. "Yes."

"How often?"

"About once a week."

Some members of the gang whistled, but Darrin continued: "Have you ever given a blow job?"

"No," Wonder Woman answered.

"Have you ever, as Diana Prince or Wonder Woman, had anal sex?" 

"No."

With those answers, Darrin paused and turned back to his troops. "OK, boys, you know the drill. Move!" On the command, everyone sprang into action. Some of the men rearranged lights, making the area brighter. Others brought in some laptop computers. The last group set up some more advanced camera equipment.

CHAPTER THREE

Within 30 minutes, everything was in place. Kathy had been moved to another part of the building, but she was still under the guard of two goons. A mat was on the floor, surrounded by lights, cameras and audio equipment.

"Remove the lasso from your waist and put on your costume," Darrin commanded. Wonder Woman obeyed and removed the magic lariat, immediately regaining her senses. She remembered the humiliating things she had been forced to reveal, including her secret identity. She hoped she hadn't revealed more but she knew the lasso could make her forget if she had been commanded.

Wonder Woman quickly began putting on her costume. Of course she was not allowed to put back on her magic belt, but she was given a replica that looked very similar. She was also not allowed to have any lasso … Darrin figured any possible weapon was a gamble best not made.

With her bearings back, Wonder Woman again looked around for an escape route. She saw her true power belt on the opposite side of the room. Without it, there would be no hope of succeeding. Getting it, though, was practically out of the question. For now.

Fresh with the aphrodisiac power can be, Darrin moved closer to the Amazon princess. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You know what's coming next?" Wonder Woman shook her head almost imperceptibly. "Yes you do."

With that he spun on his heel and turned towards his men. He threw his hands in the air and, like a game show host, shouted, "Let the bidding begin!" With that, the large camera came to life and the men with the computers began typing furiously. Wonder Woman simply watched what was happening, unable to decipher what was going on and powerless to do anything to stop it.

Fifteen minutes passed before the six men on the computers got up, practically in unison, and approached Darrin. They spoke quietly but quickly. Darrin asked a couple of questions then finally nodded. He walked in front of the camera, cleared his throat and spoke.

"We've got a winner!" Darrin proclaimed. "Wonder Bread, please come over here and kneel on the mat." The Amazon walked towards Darrin but stood proud. Darrin had turned away towards the large camera, reading a note silently. When he turned around and saw Wonder Woman standing, he said, "I told you to get on your knees!" He pointed towards Kathy and the guard spun the gun barrel and pulled the trigger.

<CLACK!>

Wonder Woman quickly dropped to her knees as Kathy fainted. "That's two down, four to go," Darrin said. "Remember, I'm in charge here." Wonder Woman just nodded.

Darrin turned back to the camera and began, "Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Tonight is a very, very special occasion for tonight, we get to break a superheroine. And not just any superheroine, but the most powerful woman on the planet - Wonder Woman. For decades, she has preached the virtues of womanhood and decried the evils of the male population. Tonight, and tonight only, she will learn a woman's place. 

"As I'm sure all of you have seen in our preview, this is the real Wonder Woman and we have already begun the breaking process. That was the free preview we gave as proof of our sincerity. Now, we will take five requests. No request - save execution or permanent disfigurement - will be denied. Each request will go to the highest bidder and one of my men will act out your request. The first winner is the infamous Drug Czar of Central America, Guillermo Montanez for $10 million. Stik?" 

A camera cut to Darrin's top assistant, a thin, hard-looking man with black hair and tattoos all over his arms. "Yes, Mr. Montanez wants to see Wonder Woman give a blow job. Take the jizz in the face then lick up anything that spills."

"You have GOT to be kidding," Wonder Woman said incredulously. She had anticipated something sexual, but nothing that demeaning.

"Wonder Bread, we have our first request," Darrin said. "Now, will you comply or do I hand another bullet to Slade over there?"

The Amazon frowned. There wasn't anything she could do without jeopardizing Kathy's life. So she simply bowed her head and waited. When this happened, Darrin pointed to Cap, a large black man who had been one of the dozen men primed to start shooting at Wonder Woman if trouble arose. Cap smiled, put down his gun and walked towards the mat.

"Ladies and gentlemen watching at home," Darrin began, "this is Cap. He has spent more than half his 26-year life behind bars for everything from grand theft auto to murder. However, today is his lucky day. In a pre-telecast lottery, Cap was the lucky winner to earn first turn with America's favorite superhero."

Darrin looked at the black man and asked, "Cap, do you understand the request?" The black man nodded. Darrin then turned to the Amazon. "Wonder Woman, do you understand the request?" She slowly nodded. "Well, let's get the show on the road!"

Cap approached the kneeling superheroine and slowly walked around her. When he was behind her, he leaned down to her ear and said, "You better make it good or another bullet goes in the gun. Now, I'm no math expert, but three bullets in a six-chamber gun make pretty even odds, huh?" With that he laughed. Wonder Woman remained stoic.

Cap walked back in front of the Amazon and unzipped his pants. "Pull it out," he ordered. Wonder Woman looked up at him, smiled slightly and reached inside his pants. She grabbed his penis but made sure to rake her nails roughly along his balls. This caused the black man to yelp in pain and try to jump back, but Wonder Woman had a firm hold on his dick. 

"You stupid fucking bitch!" Cap yelled. Some of his cohorts started laughing, but Darrin wasn't one of them. He turned to Slade and nodded sharply. Slade then put another bullet in the gun and pointed it back at Kathy.

"One more trick like that and we start going best two-out-of-three," Darrin said. "That means we pull the trigger once, spin it, then pull it again. No more shit, Wonder Bread. Cap, you OK? Can you handle this?" 

"Fuck, yeah," he said. With that, he slapped Wonder Woman hard across the face. While it didn't do any real damage, without her power belt she actually felt it, which stunned her. "Now, you fucking cunt, you better get me off or things are going to get REAL ugly. Take it out!" 

Wonder Woman gently pulled the man's dick from his pants. Even with the momentary distraction and pain, Cap's penis was nearly 12 inches long. And while Wonder Woman may not have known a lot about a man's most private part, she knew this was a large one.

Slowly she opened her mouth and began putting his penis in. She didn't wrap her lips tightly around his cock … after all, she had never done this before … so to Cap it felt like a soft massage from a warm, vacuous sponge. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was one of the worst blowjobs he had ever had. As for Wonder Woman, the entire act was disgusting. The tool this criminal used to urinate was in her mouth. The smell was disgusting and the taste was certainly unpleasant.

But the video was amazing! Here was America's champion in full uniform - the most admired and lusted-after woman in the history of the nation - giving a common criminal (a black criminal, no less) a blow job! 

After a minute, though, it became obvious that Cap was getting pissed off. Darrin had explained in the planning stages of this event that things might go poorly at first because of Wonder Woman's sexual inexperience but the Amazon would soon warm up. But Cap was growing increasingly frustrated. Finally, he grabbed her black hair and rammed his cock down her throat.

"C'mon, bitch, put some action into it!" he yelled.

That suddenness and force of Cap's move made Wonder Woman's eyes bulge. She was still strong enough to hurt the man, but the surprise of his action caught her off guard and she started to gag. Cap began moving his hips, working his cock in and out of her mouth while holding her head firmly in place. Wonder Woman began reaching up to try to push him off but the lack of oxygen caused her simply to flail. Her eyes began to water and a trickle of snot started out of her nose.

After a few moments, though, she calmed down and began to regain her senses. By working with - not against - the thug she could regulate her breathing and time her oxygen intake with the movement of his hips. When she started doing this, she noticed a change in Cap. His grip on her hair relaxed and his movements picked up speed.

"Put a finger in my ass," he commanded as his breathing grew heavier. Darrin looked at Stik. This wasn't part of the plan. Stik shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the action.

Wonder Woman was also a little confused. Slowly, she moved a finger into the black man's anus. Just after she reached the second joint of her index finger, she heard Cap moan with pleasure. "Fuck, yeah, bitch! Oh, man that feels good!"

Within 30 seconds, Cap pulled completely out of Wonder Woman's mouth and fired his load on her face. The Amazon was surprised. No one had ever done anything like that before so she didn't know what to expect. The first glob hit her square on the upper lip. The second spurt splashed across her forehead and began dripping down her face. The third and final large spew went across her chin then dripped into her cleavage. After that, the rest just began to drip to the floor. Wonder Woman reached up to wipe the jizz off, but Cap ordered, "No, bitch! Leave it there! That's part of the deal.

"Now, lick up the rest, fuck face!" Cap said. Wonder Woman glared at him then put her nose to the dusty floor. She gingerly moved her tongue down and licked up a drop. She winced at the humiliation, especially when she noticed three cameras getting every angle.

After licking everything up, Wonder Woman shook her head and quickly sat back up, trying to regain whatever dignity remained. The cum had given her face a sheen and a little bit had congealed in her right eyebrow. Darrin watched the monitor as a camera provided a close-up of the heroine's face, then stepped back in front of the camera.

"That's the first request," Darrin began. "That will be pretty tough to top, but we'll give it a whirl. The bidding for the next request will begin now and last for the next 15 minutes. You know the rules, and good luck."

CHAPTER FOUR

The next 15 minutes seemed like an eternity for Wonder Woman. She looked around the building and tried to estimate how long it would take her to cross the floor, knock out almost a dozen guards, retrieve her belt and lasso and rescue Kathy without someone getting off a shot. "It can't be done," she thought. "At least not now. I'll have to do some maneuvering … get closer to my belt or Kathy."

While Wonder Woman contemplated escape possibilities, bids on her next humiliation were pouring in. That was the beauty of the internet. Unlike a phone line that could provide a busy signal, email allowed instant access. The Vampire computer hacks simply waited 12 minutes then scanned the email for the bids. After weeding out those that were obviously too low, they re-contacted the top five bidders asking if that was their final offer. Once that was determined, the winner was picked and notified for detailed instructions. All told, the enterprise took 20 minutes but no one complained. After all, while they waited for the next event, the viewers were treated to an instant replay of the first winning bid.

"We have a winner!" Darrin finally said. Wonder Woman turned to face him. "This comes to us from the Japanese Yakuza. Evidently Wonder Woman is just as popular in Japan as she is in the United States. They paid $12 million for Wonder Woman to be tit-fucked. They also want her to lick the cock head every time it thrusts forward. Mmmm, sounds good, huh? First, though, they want Wonder Woman to give her best smile, remove her top and wave so they'll know she got this message." Darrin laughed and added, "Hey, I don't make 'em up, I just read 'em." 

With that he turned to Wonder Woman and asked, "OK, Wonder Woman, do you understand?"

Wonder Woman nodded. "What depraved mind came up with these things," she thought. "Do men actually sit around and think about these things? It isn't enough to defile me, but they have to make me act like I enjoy it, too?"

After a few seconds, though, as per the instructions, Wonder Woman gave the biggest smile she could muster and began removing her top. When it came off and her magnificent breasts were exposed, she smiled again and waved towards the camera.

"More of a wave," Darrin, off-camera, ordered. "You know the Japanese love to get pictures. Act like you're seeing your darling Steve Trevor off at the airport."

Inside, Wonder Woman grimaced at the mention of Steve's name but she began waving more frantically. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle a little. After about a minute, Darrin signaled for her to stop, smile, then lay back on the mat.

As Wonder Woman laid flat on her back, her breasts succumbed to gravity and spread in opposite directions towards the floor. Not far, but a little.

"Spread your legs a little," Darrin ordered. Wonder Woman did, although she wanted to say, "This isn't part of what you said." 

"Further," Darrin said. She complied, only for Darrin to say again, "Further."

Finally, Wonder Woman looked like a slut with her legs spread at a wide, fuck-me angle. She glanced at the monitor and noticed one of the cameras was getting a close-up of her satin tights. She thought she could see the outline of her pussy lips, but it was just her imagination. However, she knew the message it was sending and it only added to her embarrassment.

After a moment, Darrin stepped back in front of the camera. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce the young man who will be the recipient of Wonder Woman's first tit-fuck. Meet Nick. He's only 17 years old but he has more than earned his stripes with us. Nick, do you understand the request?"

"Fuck, yeah," the young man responded.

Nick walked towards Wonder Woman. She noticed he had dirty blond hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in a month. He also had the scraggly, unshaven beard of a youth and his teeth were a little yellow. The Amazon lay still as he straddled her waist and looked down on her. He just smiled and spit in her face.

"That's for being you," he said. "Now thank me." 

Wonder Woman frowned as the spit trickled down her cheek. Between clenched teeth she muttered, "Thank you."

That just caused Nick to howl. "Fuck, she'll do whatever we say! Is this fuckin' AWESOME or what?"

Darrin smiled then gently reminded Nick, "The request, Nick." 

Nick grinned and stepped back. He pulled off his pants (he had seen what she did to Cap and he didn't want any of that). When he stepped out of his underwear it revealed a hard-on 10 inches long. He again straddled the superheroine then kneeled down, placing his dick between her tits. 

And nothing happened.

This was the first tit-fuck Nick had ever had. He didn't know what to do. And the Amazon princess certainly had never done anything like this before. So they basically just looked at each other for almost 30 seconds.

"Fuck," Darrin muttered. Picking Nick for this job had been a tough call. The kid was young but he had earned this privilege by suggesting the ambush in the first place. Had it been left up to Nick, the whole thing would have been a clusterfuck, but it was still his original idea and Darrin wanted to reward him somehow.

After another 30 seconds of watching Nick glance over his shoulder several times as if to say, "What now?" Darrin finally said, "Fuck, Nick, grab her tits and pull 'em together!"

Nick nodded quickly and pulled the Amazon's breasts together so they engulfed his cock. Wonder Woman's hands dug into the mat, trying to ignore the humiliation of having her breasts manhandled by this punk kid.

After a few moments of this, Darrin said, "OK, Wonder Woman, you push your breasts together so Nick can concentrate on his job."

Wonder Woman tried to turn her head away from the camera, but another camera simply picked up her degradation. She slowly reached up and held her breasts on either side and Nick's hips began to move.

"Don't forget to lick his dick," Darrin reminded.

This forced Wonder Woman to look down at her chest. She watched as the young man's dick moved between her tits. With each thrust forward, the head of his penis poked out. She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. This only got Nick more excited. He thrust forward, then held himself there, allowing the mighty Amazon princess to lick his head. 

With that kind of teasing and his lack of discipline, it wasn't long before Nick shot his load. The first spurt hit Wonder Woman in the teeth. After that, he pulled back and fired the rest on her tits. Wonder Woman shuddered, but Darrin ordered her to stay still. She glanced towards the monitor and realized they were busy getting as many camera angles of her cum-stained tits.

After a full 90 seconds of this, Darrin moved back in front of the camera. "That's two requests down. Only three more to go. Don't worry. We'll give Wonder Woman time to clean up so she'll be nice and pretty for your fantasy, but remember that the price goes up with each one. Get in now and let Wonder Woman know what you think of her."

CHAPTER FIVE

While waiting for the next bid, Wonder Woman was brought into a small bathroom and ordered to clean up. Three guards watched as she used an old rag to wipe Nick's cum off her face and chest. She noticed two security cameras in the bathroom and guessed if she tried anything, Kathy would suffer. However, she took her time, going as slowly as she could.

Finally, she was brought back to the main area and ordered to put her top back on. After a couple of other minor adjustments to make sure the Amazon looked as completely fuckable as ever, Darrin went back in front of the camera.

"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen," he began. "Our next winner is a coalition comprised of members of the Paris crime syndicate. According to the message, 'Wonder Woman severely crippled our drug profits for years with her actions two years ago. Without her,' according to the message, 'the entire evening would be made up of Frenchmen's requests. As it is, we have to band our finances together for this treat.' 

"The Frenchmen gave several detailed instructions and my partners are beginning to set everything up," Darrin said. "As such, I ask for your patience. It will take only a few minutes." With that, the camera faded to black and a repeat of Cap's blowjob came back on.

Safely off-camera, Darrin screamed, "Fucking Frenchmen! They knew this was coming. We asked for anyone needing props to let us know so we could be prepared! When we talked to them individually, they all said they couldn't afford this. 'Fine,' we said. 'Tune in and watch for a million bucks.' Who knew their hatred of Wonder Bread could cause them to ignore decades of hatred for each other and agree on something for the first time since World War II? Shit!"

Wonder Woman simply watched. Obviously the Vampires were in over their head. Planning was not their forte. But they were well-organized enough to keep Kathy in danger, Wonder Woman away from her belt and that was all that mattered for now. Perhaps they would make another mistake later. She then looked around, trying to guess what was happening. A rope was being dropped from the rafters directly over the mat. She guessed they were going to string her up for some reason but she didn't know why. She simply had to wait.

Darrin turned towards Stik. "How soon?"

"Not long," Stik said. He looked up and noticed the ropes descending into place. Within three minutes Stik waved for Darrin to begin again. 

"OK, we're back," Darrin said. "Sorry for the delay but these things happen when you're improvising. The French request begins, as I'm sure you would imagine, with tying Wonder Woman up with a rope. First, though, would you like some water Wonder Woman? This could take a while."

The pleasant tone puzzled the Amazon. She was thirsty, but she didn't want to fall into a trap. "No, thanks," she said. "I'm fine." 

"Come on," Darrin said. "There's nothing in here. You're already doing what we want and if, for some reason, you refused we could always use your lasso."

Wonder Woman admitted that certainly made sense. Hesitantly she accepted the water. It was a cool, refreshing 32-ounce cup of water. She drank half of it and handed the cup to Darrin.

"No," Darrin said smiling. "Go ahead and finish it." 

Wonder Woman was again puzzled, but the longer she put things off, the better chance she could have of getting out of this mess. Let's see, did she have enough time to throw the water in someone's face, hurl her tiara at someone and get to her belt? It would be a risk. She glanced over at Kathy and noticed the guards had practically started to ignore her. Kathy was still tied up, but the fact her guards were focused on her was a good thing. Maybe if she could somehow turn out the lights that would give her enough of an advantage …

"Go ahead," Darrin said, snapping Wonder Woman out of her thoughts. "Finish it."

Wonder Woman drank the rest of the water and handed the cup back to Darrin. But instead of taking it, he refilled it. "Drink up," he said. 

"No, thanks, I'm fine," she said.

"That wasn't an offer," Darrin said, the friendliness leaving his voice. "That was an order. You were thirsty, I'm giving you water. Drink." 

Wonder Woman was confused. Darrin didn't vary from the script so why would someone pay a lot of money to see her drink water? She began drinking again, more slowly this time. By the time she reached the bottom of the cup, she had had enough water.

But, again, Darrin refilled her cup. "Drink," he said. 

"Are they trying to drown me?" Wonder Woman thought. It took her a full 90 seconds to finish this one and, by the time she did, she was wondering where the bathroom was. Even though she was an Amazon, she had the same bodily functions as humans, and drinking nearly 100 ounces of water had her uncomfortable.

"OK, Wonder Woman," Darrin said. "Give Stik your hands so we can tie you up."

"Uuuhhh, can you give me a minute?" she asked quietly. 

"Why?" Darrin said.

Wonder Woman leaned forward, trying to avoid being overheard by the cameras. "I need to go to the bathroom. It'll be just a minute and I'll be ready."

Darrin smiled. "No. Now give Stik your hands."

"I can't," Wonder Woman nearly whined. She was beginning to bounce slightly on her heels.

The smile never left Darrin's face. He just turned and pointed towards Kathy.

<CLACK!>

Wonder Woman nearly lost control of her bladder that instant. Kathy again fainted and, for a split second, Wonder Woman thought the young pregnant girl had died. A few moments later, though, she noticed Kathy moving slightly. Wonder Woman then put her hands out and Stik tied them securely. When she was tied, the rope began being pulled until Wonder Woman was two-and-a-half feet off the ground. Stik then removed her boots and set them aside.

"That's three bullets down," Darrin said. "The next time you refuse, there's a better than 50 percent chance sweet Kathy won't see tomorrow. You don't want that, do you?"

"No," the Amazon answered.

"Good, now we wait," Darrin said. He turned back to the camera and began. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, I guess I need to explain what's going on. The French have made a simple request. It doesn't much appeal to me, but I've gotta admit I like its deviousness. On the bottom right of your screen is a timer set for 20 minutes. We had to set a time limit and the French put up a million dollars a minute. Once the clock begins, it won't stop unless one of two things happens. The first is if time runs out. If that happens, we take Wonder Woman down and we've just wasted 20 minutes watching her dangle off the ground. Not an awful way to spend an evening, but not my idea of the greatest time.

"The other way for the clock to stop is if Wonder Woman loses control of her bladder. We've put nearly 100 ounces of water in her system. Is that enough? Who knows? But judging from the fact she asked to go to the bathroom, I'd say there's something there. If she can last 20 minutes, we'll take her to the bathroom and get ready for the next request. Can you make it, Wonder Woman? We'll find out."

The camera then panned over to the heroine. She couldn't believe her ears. Never had she imagined something like this, but she had to admit if someone - like the Frenchmen - were out to humiliate her, this was certainly a good way.

Using all her Amazonian training, she focused her mind elsewhere, trying to ignore the discomfort in her loins. She thought about the desert, but that only led to thinking about an oasis. So she thought about a meadow, but that brought her to thinking about a spring in the meadow. She moved to inner-city Washington D.C. in the summer, but that led her to think about children playing in the fire hydrants.

Sweat beaded on her forehead. She glanced at the monitor and saw a close-up of her face wincing. It felt like an eternity had passed, but it had only been eight minutes. How could she make it? She was about to burst.

At the 10-minute mark, Darrin started speaking again. "To help our French friends, we've taken it upon ourselves to prod things along. Boys?" With that, a couple of men in the rafter started dripping water slowly on Wonder Woman's head and shoulders. It wasn't much - just a couple of drops a second - but it only added to her frustration. The Vampires also hit the play button on a CD player and ocean noises filled the room.

Within another two minutes, Wonder Woman's face was sheer agony. She started moaning audibly and her shoulders began to strain. She pulled herself up in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension in her bladder, but nothing really worked. The water dripping on her head and shoulders and the ocean noises prevented her from concentrating on other things.

Thirty seconds later, the ocean sounds were replaced with that of a babbling brook. That was it. She couldn't take any more. Wonder Woman groaned loudly and closed her eyes. The cameras, though, caught everything.

It started as a puddle in her crotch, causing the light blue tights to grow darker. The urine then trickled down her leg, puddling under her feet. And once it started, Wonder Woman knew it wouldn't stop. She started crying silent tears. It was one thing to be defeated, it was another thing entirely to be humiliated this way.

Wonder Woman couldn't hear the cheering from the Vampires. They couldn't believe it! The mighty Wonder Woman just pissed herself. And that wasn't all.

Darrin coolly approached the Amazon, who still had her eyes closed in humiliation. He made sure to avoid the puddle, but he reached up and slid the sullied star-spangled briefs down her legs. Wonder Woman put up no resistance.

"The French have curious notions about what makes a good trophy," he said. "I understand completely why they would want these, though." 

Darrin put the briefs in a plastic baggie, sealed it and tossed it to Stik. As Wonder Woman was lowered to the mat, Darrin turned to the camera. "That's three down, only two more to go. Gentlemen, your chance to abuse America's premier heroine is running out. Get your bids in NOW!"

To be continued sgwonder.deviantart.com/art/Wo…