Wonder Woman: Less is Better

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We're in the home stretch, now. As of this writing, this is the second-to-last Wonder Woman story that Dark wrote. According to him, the original draft he wrote for it was lost, and he retained the core concept while producing a different story.

Enjoy.

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WONDER WOMAN: LESS IS BETTER
By Pigboy


Diana Prince smiled with a triumphant sparkle in her beautiful blue eyes. Easing the door closed, she stepped back as she removed the glasses of her civilian disguise. Looking up and down the dark hallway of the decrepit apartment building she was in, she prepared to spin around and magically change into her Wonder Woman persona.

The super-sexy Amazon had been hunting Dr. Alfred A. Banks for six weeks, both as Diana Prince and as Wonder Woman. The evil scientist had invented and released a terrible drug into the population that stole the intellects of women. The IADC still didn't understand why mostly only young women (mostly college-age) were adversely affected by the drug. By all accounts, the drug had been in the city's water supply for three months, so every woman in the city should've consumed some of it. But once Dr. Banks was her prisoner, she would use the golden lasso on him to discover all of the drug's secrets. She was especially interested in finding an antidote.

The insidious drug had made some women so dumb that they'd become super easy to manipulate by evil men and women, even husbands and boyfriends. Uncounted women had been forced into sexual servitude, even prostitution. In the local colleges and universities, more than three-quarters of the coeds had been drugged, and subsequently dropped out. Diana's investigation had determined that many of those young, beautiful women had vanished into the world of pornography and prostitution. There had to be an antidote that they could use to rescue those poor victims, and then restore them to their former stations in life.

With the hallway clear, Diana started to spin. Just then, the door slammed open, striking the beautiful, raven-maned Amazon in the back. She was thrust forward, plowing into the wall headfirst.

"Ugh!" Diana grunted, momentarily dazed.

"Hey, Doc, there's a beautiful woman out here," one of Banks' goons called. Diana felt him grab her left upper arm and yank her around. A second later, she was dragged into the room. "I think she was listening at the door."

"Of course she was, Rod," Dr. Banks said. "That is none other than Diana Prince, from the Inter-Agency Defense Command. I worked with her once, several years ago. I didn't realize she was assigned to track me down."

"She's with IADC? Let's rub the bitch out, then," Rod sneered. He pulled out a pistol and thrust the muzzle into Diana's neck. "I'll take her out back and take care of it, Doc."

Diana regained enough of her senses to realize the danger. She needed time. In her Diana guise, she was just as vulnerable to guns as anyone else.

"Wait," Dr Banks said, grinning at Diana with lecherous eyes. They locked eyes for a long second. "Your eyes are just as beautiful as I remember them, Diana. And with just as much intelligence burning within."

"Of course," the raven-maned beauty said, standing a little taller. "I was not affected by your insidious drug. I am in command of all of my facilities."

"How is that possible? Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Boyfriend? What does that have to do with anything?" she said, taken aback. "I am a superior woman, from superior genealogy."

"Are you a virgin?" he said, leaning towards her.

Dr. Alfred A. Banks was a sixty-eight-year-old, silver-haired geek of the first order. He wore coke bottle glasses, perched atop a massive hook nose. Banks was shorter than the Amazon, at five-foot-five, and had a pear-shaped body, but he was a certified genius.

Diana leaned back, away from him, as a sneer spread across her supermodel-gorgeous face. He reached for her face as another goon grabbed her right arm and held her tight. Unable to escape, she sucked in a sharp breath as he cupped her chin and cheek.

"In some ways you are dumb enough without my drug draining your feeble woman's intellect," Banks said. He reached down and unzipped. "Hold her tight while I fuck dear Diana stupid."

"Hey! No! You can't do this to me, I'm… I'm…" she cried, before realizing that she couldn't finish that statement, or else she would really be finished. She was wearing a bright red wrap dress, so all Banks had to do was yank open one bow-knot at her left hip to make her dress fall open. Diana's matching red lace bra and thong panties were revealed to Banks and his goons. "I'll make you pay for this outrage!"

"Oh lord, you're just as beautiful as I imaged so many times, while I was in the bathroom whacking off as I fantasized about fucking you."

"No, not the… aahhh," she cried, as he reached for and ripped off her bra.

Then the evil scientist grabbed her huge, firm tits in both hands and fondled her with a look of rapture on his pinched face. After a few minutes, he removed his glasses, buried his face in her cleavage, and rubbed his face between and all over those silky smooth, warm titties. Diana made inarticulate noises of outrage as she writhed and struggled to escape his goons.

Dr. Banks enjoyed her tits for a good five minutes, exploring them in-depth with his face, lips, tongue, and hands. To his joy, Diana was left a gasping, panting woman glaring at him through tousled black hair. Then he grinned at her with wicked glee, and ripped off her barely-there, lacy red thong panties.

"Oh yes, I knew you'd keep good care of your pubic area," he said. He ran his fingers over her close-cropped, bikini-waxed pubic patch. It was just a triangle above her womanly slit. Diana jumped when his fingers brushed over her engorged clit. "Ha. You're already wet with excitement, Diana. As I knew you'd be. A gorgeous woman like you reeks of sexuality. I bet you are a tiger in bed."

"Have your goons let go and we'll find out," she snarled.

"I have a better idea," he said, and slipped a finger between her pussy lips. Diana tensed, back bowing backward, eyes wide. Her glossy red lips formed a perfect "O", looking very kissable at that time. So he buried his left hand in her hair behind her head, and pulled her down into a passionate kiss as his other hand began finger-fucking her twat. "Mmmmmm."

"Uuummmmmmm," Diana groaned.

She felt her face burning with her shame. It was bad enough the bad guy had gotten the drop on her and captured her, but now he was molesting her with wanton delight. She was totally helpless, and would have to endure his intimate intentions if she didn't think and act fast. But it was so damned hard to think once a man had penetrated her pussy. It felt so damned good. So right.

"Ummmmmmm," she groaned again as their lips slid all over each other, tongues wrestling deep in her mouth, and his fingers manipulating her twat with more skill than she'd ever have given the evil geek credit for.

Soon, he released her head and started fondling her jostling tits. He kept kissing her, as he plowed her pussy with his fingers. Her struggles grew less and less in number as he indulged himself at her expense. Her shapely body was betraying her, enjoying what he was doing so much that it scrambled her mind, leaving her panting through her nose, mind spinning and lower belly filled with rioting butterflies. The absolute worst for her was how wet she felt her twat becoming, showing Dr. Banks just how helplessly horny his wicked ministrations made her.

Faster than the statuesque Amazon Princess would've thought possible, the evil scientist had her body responding profoundly. She felt a growing climax building deep in her belly, sending a chill slithering up her spine. Diana became so focused, so obsessed with what his fingers were doing to her, that she failed to realize it when he stopped and grabbed her shapely ass with both hands. Seconds later, she was brought back to reality when she felt herself being lifted up and impaled upon his rock-hard cock.

"Hera help me!" Diana cried, forgetting herself in the moment. His cock felt impossibly thick and long. She was pushed to the brink of pain as his cock spread her wide, but it quickly settled into the most incredibly wonderful feeling. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Please stop… before… you destroy… ugh… ugh… ugggghhh. Please…"

"Hear her begging for it, boys," Dr. Banks gasped out, humping her harder and faster as she wrapped her mile-long, shapely legs around his waist. "I'm going to fuck her so stupid!"

Suddenly, Banks stiffened. Then he flooded her pussy with hot cum. He looked both elated and crestfallen. He had come inside her before she climaxed, which meant that he wasn't going to be the one that broke her. But then he heard her gasp loudly. Diana arched her back, eyes wide in awe and shock, and he felt her cross that magical threshold, and CLIMAX.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Woohoo! I did it," he cried, his cock stiffening up again as he started fucking her faster and faster.

"Too much… aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Uuuuuugggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"

And that was all Banks had. He went limp and pulled out.

"Four climaxes. How stupid do you think she is now, boys?"

"Not dumb enough," Rod said. "Let me have her, Doc."

"We're running late," Dr. Banks said, glancing at his watch. "You and Joe take her at once. Front and back. Pussy and ass at once, like you did that beauty queen last week."

"Hell yeah," Rod said, laughing. "Let's go, Joe."

Diana heard them talking, but only understood half of what they said. Her head was spinning so fast. But she was starting to recover. Not fast enough, though. Oddly, she had the feeling that there was more going on than the obvious. Had she forgotten something?

The geeky little guy was zipping up as the two big, brawny men dropped their pants. Her body was tingling wonderfully. Basking in the afterglow of her multiple climaxes, Diana failed to realize that they were about to start fucking her again. But she figured it out real quick, and too late.

"Hey. What's up?" she said. "I'm tired. Can't I just… uuggggghhhhhh! Oh, lordie, I think you just ripped my butt hole! Oooooohhhhhhhhh, please stop. Ooooohhhhhhh." Then the other thug lifted up her knees, and impaled her pussy again. "Oooooh, yes. Ooooooh, yes."

Dr. Banks watched with glee as that stuck-up bitch Diana Prince got what she so richly deserved. What a ball-busting bitch she'd been back at the IADC. Oh, she'd been so sweet to the handsome guys, but she would barely give him the time of day. But he had the last laugh.

Diana had failed to understand the danger to herself before she'd pursued him. Really, he was surprised that no one had figured out the secret to activating the drug within women: sex. Or, more specifically, orgasms. Each orgasm an affected woman experienced would strip away some of her intellect. The first few climaxes would steal the most intelligence. There was a lower bar that no woman seemed to drop below, but it was pretty low. With enough climaxes, Diana would be dumb as dirt, and quite easy to manipulate and control.

That was the reason the most sexually active portion of the female population was succumbing to his drug the quickest. They were being fucked stupid by their boyfriends and husbands, and occasionally their dates.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I am TAMED!"

"Yes!" Rod cried, and creamed her butt.

"Uuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh! Oooooh, yes! Oooohhh!"

Rod kept on humping her butt while she climaxed over and over, and Joe was still ramrodding her pussy with gusto. Banks laughed as he watched Diana's enormous tits bouncing up and down, sweat splashing off of them. Diana had a look of pure carnal lust on her face by the time Joe finally filled her pussy with cum.

"You want me to kill her now, doc?" Rod said after the two men had finished with her and dropped her like a sack of potatoes. Diana landed on her shapely ass between the goons.

"Kill her? Why?" Dr. Banks said, and laughed. "She's no threat to us. Let's go."

Diana sat on the floor, slack-jawed, watching the men who had just fucked her so long and so well leave. She knew she had to stop them, but struggled to recall why.

"Criminals," she muttered, starting to climb to her wobbly feet. "I can't stop them but Wonder Woman can."

The shapely Amazon spun around once, twice, thrice, and a flash of golden light engulfed her. And she stopped spinning to find herself decked out as Wonder Woman.

"That is so cool," she said, grinning like an idiot. "Now I'm a like totally badass. I'll show them to disrespect me and… and women. Yeah."

Wonder Woman hurried after the escaping criminals. She reached the street just as they got into a sedan. They spotted her and panicked. Wonder Woman grinned. It was fun to scare scary guys like that. She took off running after them as they peeled out, burning rubber.

The Amazing Amazon was fast. Even five-inch stiletto boots couldn't slow her amazing body down. She tore down the middle of the street in hot pursuit. She was even starting to gain a little, when tragedy struck.

"Yikes!" she cried, her right foot stepping into a small pothole. Even that few extra inches of depth was enough to upset her balance. Running full tilt, the super sexy super heroine struggled to keep her feet as she tried to slow down and stop. All to no avail.

"Ugh!" Wonder Woman grunted as she ran headfirst into the side of a panel truck.

The beautiful Amazon Princess bounced off the side of the truck with a loud grunt. Her big tits popped out of her tight bustier top upon impact, but she was too dazed to realize it.

"Hey, Wonder Woman, are you okay?" a man asked, rushing to her side. He took her by the arm and led her over to the sidewalk, out of traffic. "You hit that truck pretty hard."

"Ugh, where am I?" she said, rubbing her head. "Oh, that's going to leave a knot. Ooohh."

The bystander who'd pulled her out of the street couldn't pull his eyes from her naked tits. He stared and swallowed hard, and stared some more and licked his dry lips. Until he realized that she was more dazed than he'd first thought. Her eyes were unfocused, and she was still wobbling.

"Do you… ummm," he said, staring at her tits. He tentatively reached out and cupped a naked tit, giving it a gentle squeeze. Her skin was so hot and smooth and soft, and the titty meat was so damn firm. Amazon titties. The best titties ever. "You want to make out?"

"Huh? Ooooohhh," she said.

Making up his mind, the man took Wonder Woman by the hand and pulled the sexy vigilante into the nearest dark alley. Then he pushed the unattainable super babe against the wall and felt her up long and hard, as he starting kissing her passionately. Wonder Woman hesitated a bare second, before her body recalled what all that touching was about. She groaned long and low, pressing her body against him and returning his kisses.

"I shouldn't be doing this," Wonder Woman groaned, starting to pant. She felt her cunt burning with need, and her belly tingling. Even her tits were aching to be touched and squeezed. "Oh, Hera, that feels good, but… but… but Dr. Banks is getting away."

"That guy you were after is long gone, babe," he said. He started kissing his way down her sweaty neck, and quickly sucked a super-sensitive nipple into his mouth.

"Aaaaahhhhh, yes. That feels so good," she groaned, voice low and sultry. Something deep down reminded her that she was doing something terribly improper. "I can't do this. I'm a good girl. I'm a nice girl. I'm a respected super heroine and an Amazon Princess. I can't make love in an alley with a perfect stranger. That would be wrong."

"Does it really feel wrong?"

"No, it doesn't," she said without thinking. "But I know it is."

"Hi, I'm Bill Claxton, and I'm going to just simply fuck you," he said. "No love making, but pure animal fucking. So no problem since we're fucking and not making love, right?"

That made her mind spin. Why was he talking so fast? She needed time to absorb everything said and done to her. While Wonder Woman tried to sort out what he had said, and what she was feeling, Bill made all of her exhausting silent deliberations moot by pulling out his cock, pulling her blue star-spangled shorts aside, and thrusting his cock up inside her aching pussy.

"Sweet Hera! Aaaiiieee," Wonder Woman cried, head rolling back and eyes crossing. She wrapped her long, shapely legs around Bill's waist as she held onto her lover's shoulders. Big hands grabbed her sweet round butt as Bill banged her pussy long and hard, huffing and puffing. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Oh… Aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggghhhhhh! YES!"

Bill suddenly pulled out. Wonder Woman whimpered, until he spun her around, made her bend over with her knees locked, and slid his dick into her recently reamed-out asshole.

"Uugggghhhh. Ooooooh. Aaaaaahhhhm," she moaned and groaned, tossing her long shimmering black hair about as she reacted to supreme pleasure. "Anal is so wrong, but feels so good. I'm such a bad girl. So bad. So bad… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! Oh yes! Make me come again. Please, make me… me… Aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggghhhh!"

"You are such a Wonder Whore," Bill cried, emptying his cum deep inside her butt. After he was empty, he pulled out and shoved her butt. Wonder Woman stumbled forward and fell to her knees. He grinned as he stepped before her, cock in her face. "Lick me clean, Wonder Woman."

Dazed and confused, with the most wonderful afterglow radiating throughout her spectacular body, the Amazing Amazon licked her full red lips hungrily as she looked at his sticky wet cock with glazed eyes. Something deep down said this was also wrong—and wasn't that cock just up her butt?—but her mouth was watering and her throat was tight. So it felt right.

Wonder Woman rose up on her knees, took his cock in hand, and guided it to her eager mouth. She rolled her tongue around the cock head, and then slid down his full length as she sucked him deep into her mouth.

Slurp. Slurp. Gulg. Ngh. Ssssslurp!

"Mmmmmm. Hhhmmmmmm," she groaned, savoring every second.

Slurp. Slurp!

Bill knew what he wanted, and knew that she would obey. So he gave her exact instructions on what to do, and Wonder Woman performed to perfection. For thirty-five minutes, the Amazing Amazon gave amazing fellatio to a stranger in a back alley. She ran her hot, wet tongue up and down his shaft. She licked and sucked on his balls and hairy scrotum. She gave him everything he wanted and then some, until he came again in her mouth.

"Swallow. Swallow," he said, holding tight to her silky hair on both sides of her head, keeping her in place while he emptied his seed in her mouth. Wonder Woman swallowed it all - every last drop. Then she made sure that he was perfectly clean again while he patted her on top of the head. "Good girl. You're a good fuck, Wonder Woman."

"Thank you. I try to be a good girl, like a good girl should," she said, beaming up at him from her knees.

Bill laughed and walked away, leaving the Amazon Princess naked and on her knees in that dark alley. She just knelt there for a long moment, letting her mind and body settle down after so much fun. After a few minutes, her nudity began to sink in, and she looked herself over. She was still wearing her entire costume, but the bustier had been pulled down around her waist, and her shorts had been pulled aside. It was all quickly corrected with some tugging and pulling.

"I'm tired," she said. Standing, she looked up and down the alley. It was clear, so she spun around and transformed back into Diana Prince. She found her civilian clothes in disarray as well. Her bra and thong were gone, which annoyed her, since they were expensive lingerie. She tied the wrap dress back around her shapely body and headed for her car, which was parked just twenty feet away, deep in the alley. "I wonder where I am? How do I get home?"

It wasn't an idle question. Diana didn't know. But she did know what her apartment building looked like, and what it was called. Her driver's license had her actual address. So she stopped at a gas station and checked the map, and with a lot of help from the attendant, she figured out how to get home from that location. Of course, oddly enough, and very frustratingly, she got lost five times going home. And it was just three miles away.

"Great Hera, why am I such a ditz today?" she said, finally home and fumbling with her keys at the front door of the luxury high-rise apartment. She took one step in and stopped, appalled by what she saw. "Laundry! Ah. I forgot. I'm so tired. Maybe it can wait."

But it couldn't. The "perfect" woman deep inside just wouldn't allow her to put it off. Putting things off was not part of her personality. Diana finally picked up the laundry basket and headed down to the basement laundry room. The room was empty except for Elmer, the building's lecherous, butt-ugly super. She'd complained to the building owner several times, but Elmer was the owner's brother-in-law, and the super couldn't fire him. Diana was loathe to give up such an incredible apartment that she got for extremely low rent, so she just endured his creepy looks at her tits and ass, and his constant, very inappropriate sexual innuendos and obscene proposals.

"Hey, Diana, what's shaking, toots? Besides those awesome milk jugs," Elmer said, leering at her jostling tits. She groaned low, rolling her big blue eyes. She was bra-less under her thin red dress. Though, she couldn't recall what had happened to her bra and panties. That memory tickled the back of her mind, but it wasn't forthcoming. "You usually only go bra-less when you run in those sports bras, you know."

He was sipping bottled water. The man had an obsession with his water, and could get on a soapbox about the evils of tap water. Diana didn't recall ever seeing him without a bottle of water.

"Can it, Homer. I'm tired and don't have the energy to spar with you tonight," she said, heading to the washer farthest from his.

"Oh man, you ain't wearing no panties, either, are ya?" Elmer said, sounding aroused.

She cut a scathing look at the short, fat, and balding apartment super. He was butt ass ugly, with a personality to match. He was as lazy as the day was long, unwashed and unshaven. He spent most of his time watching porn on the Internet.

Diana stopped before the washer and started stuffing her clothes inside. She heard Elmer start walking her way. A disgusted look claimed her gorgeous face, but she held her tongue.

"Why are ya putting colors and whites together?" Elmer said.

"Huh?" Diana said, and stopped to gawk at the washer. "What do you mean?"

"You can't wash your whites with your colors," he said.

"Why not?"

Elmer just blinked at her. This was an incredibly intelligent woman. He'd seen how careful she was with her clothes. Delicates. Whites. Colors. All got different settings, different treatments. She was quite anal about it, too. Why would she suddenly forget all about…

"Hey! I saw a news report a couple days ago," Elmer said.

"About washing colors and whites?" Diana said, looking at him expectantly now.

"Wait, what was it?" he muttered to himself, ignoring Diana for the moment. Beautiful young women were losing their minds, or intelligence, or something. Basically, for no reason, some young women had just turned dumber than dirt. And the biggest outrage that feminist reporter covering it had voiced was that the men in their lives were exploiting them shamelessly, because the suddenly dumb women were all eager to please. "You've been affected!"

"By what? Do I have a cold or something?"

"Yes! Or something," Elmer said, grinning lecherously. Suddenly the unattainable was attainable. High and Mighty Diana Prince had been brought low, and was now prey to old lechers like him. And he was going to bag that bimbo, too. "Fortunately, I have the cure."

"Give it to me," she said, looking worried.

"We'll have to go upstairs," he said, and took her by the hand.

"What about my dirty clothes?"

"This is an emergency, Diana. We'll worry about your clothes later," he said, pulling her out of the laundry room and toward the elevator. "We must hurry."

"Oh okay," she said. "Thanks, Elmer."

Elmer took Diana back up to her apartment. He pulled the bow knot holding her dress closed.

"Quick. Get undressed and lay down on the bed," he said, starting to undress himself.

"How will that cure me?"

"I'll show you," he said. "It's complicated. We have to get your body temperature up, and fast. You have to sweat the sickness out. It takes two to do it proper."

Diana just looked dumbly at him. Then her eyes dropped to his crotch, and widened. "It's huge! And you are so hairy, too."

"Yes. Hairy men are the cure, get into bed," he said, pulling her dress the rest of the way off. She was reluctant, but crawled into bed. He maneuvered her so that she lay on her back in the center of the queen-sized bed. Then he crawled up besides her. "Now let's start saving your life, Diana."

"Thank you, Elmer, I really owe you big time," Diana said.

With eyes full of wonder, Elmer cupped a perfect white tit, squeezing, stroking, and then rolling the rubbery firm nipple between two fingers. Diana reacted profoundly to every stroke, every touch. He'd never known a woman so wanton, so easy to please, so eager to please. Elmer was a tit man above all else, so he spent forty-five minutes fondling, licking, sucking, and otherwise enjoying her perfect pair. Then he kissed his way slowly up her neck and to those glossy red lips, looking so kissable. Diana hungrily returned his kisses, while he enjoyed another twenty minutes of fondling and kissing.

Diana was totally consumed and focused on that wonderful man taking such good care of her. He was such a saint for helping her, taking time out of his day to do so, and he made her feel so warm and good inside, too. So, about ten minutes into the smooch fest, she reached down and started stroking his rock-hard cock. It was so big, too.

"Diana, you taste great. Love your lips, babe. But I wanna taste that sweet pussy now. Sit on my face, facing my feet," he said. Elmer lay on his back atop the bed, and Diana eagerly re-positioned herself atop him as requested. His mouth watered and his cock stiffened even more as he watched that perfectly groomed twat loom above, slowly lowering to his face. She smelled womanly, and her pussy lips weren't all dark and overused-looking, but young and pink and fresh. Those sweet lower lips glistened with her arousal, and he was eager for a taste. Grabbing her firm round butt with both hands, Elmer held her still and gave her slit a firm lick. "Mmm, delicious."

With that, the old super buried his face in her snatch and started eating her out properly. Diana writhed, gasped and groaned with wanton pleasure. He was quickly pushing her into sexual nirvana. Again. Heart hammering, breathing coming in gasps, she rode his face for a few minutes. And then…

"Aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, Elmer! You did… Aaaaaaaagghhh! Agggghh! Oooooooh, yes! Yes! YES!" Diana cried, whipping her long, glossy black hair all around as she cupped and squeezed her own bouncing tits. The orgasms ripping through her spectacular body and bimboesque mind were awe-inspiring to the gorgeous Amazon princess. "You're so good to me. Soooo good."

"Take care… of me, Diana. I'm dying… to feel those… ruby reds slide down… my dick," he said between licks.

"Anything you want, baby."

Diana took his thick, long cock in hand, gave it a few firm strokes, and then lowered her glossy red lips to the head. First, she kissed the dick head long and firmly; then, she started rolling her hot, wet tongue all around it. After running her tongue up and down his shaft a few times, even giving his incredibly hairy balls a few licks, she opened wide and gobbled Elmer down.

"Uuuuuummmmmmm," Diana groaned, loving the taste, feel, and smell of the experience.

While the Amazon princess sucked Elmer's cock, the lecherous super reached down to her tits and started rolling her now-hard nipples between his fingers, driving her crazy with pleasure. The raven-maned beauty was so excited, she reached down between her own legs and started rubbing her aching, tingling clit with a perfectly manicured finger.

Diana was remarkably talented at giving fellatio. Within minutes, Elmer's balls had emptied into her slurping, eager mouth. She swallowed every drop, and continued to suck as if nothing had happened. Finally, Elmer was ready for another position.

"Mount me, Diana," he said, pushing her off his face. "Face toward me, and ride my cock like a bad girl, baby."

"Okay. Anything you say, Elmer," she said, re-positioning herself again. She straddled his waist so that his long cock pointed straight up at her aching pussy. With one hand, she guided him in as she lowered herself slowly. He enjoyed the sight of his cock slowly sliding into that haughty bitch's cunt, and the sight of that gorgeous, blissful face as Diana's head rolled back and the beauty emitted a long, wanton groan of purest carnal pleasure. "Oh, Aphrodite, this is so… oooh… oooooh."

As she started to bounce up and down his cock, Diana started fondling herself again. Elmer watched with growing excitement as she fucked him, and herself, into a frenzy. After a few minutes, he took over fondling her titanic tits, and she lifted her hands into her hair as she whipped her head back and forth, black hair flying all around.

"Yes! Yes! Oh Goddess, YES! Yesyesyesyessssssss! Aaaaaaaaauuuuuggghhhh! Oh Goddess… Aaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!" Diana cried, suddenly and unexpectedly going into machine-gun orgasms as she frantically bounced up and down his cock.

"Who's your daddy?"

"You… oh… you are my daddy!"

"You're my girlfriend, Diana. Aren't you?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh, Goddess of LOVE, YES!"

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"How do I look?" Diana asked Elmer.

She held her breath as he looked her over, head to toe. It was important that her beloved fiancé approved. After all, this was their first real date after living together for over a month. This would be the first time she'd left the building since they'd hooked up. Diana was excited to show off her fiancé to the world.

"Perfect," he said, sipping his bottled water as his eyes roamed her body. "But you always look gorgeous."

"Thank you," she said, beaming with pleasure. Diana wore a black spandex mini-dress that was kind of shiny, while hugging every erotic curve of her amazing body. The dress had a built-in bra, but was too thin and revealing for her to wear panties. Just as well - Elmer didn't like panties. He didn't like anything that came between him and Heaven. The dress barely came down far enough to cover her butt. She also wore a black, silver-studded collar, huge silver hoop earrings, matching bangles, and black patent fuck-me pumps. Her legs were bare. "You say the sweetest things."

"I know," he said, giving her sweet round butt a firm bootie slap. "But you deserve it, babe."

He handed her the bottle of water, and Diana finished it off. Her fiancé only drank bottled water, and insisted that she did so as well. In fact, they bought it by the gallons and cooked with bottled water, too. Sometimes she was surprised that he allowed her to bathe in tap water, given how much he hated it.

She paused, looking at the empty bottle. There was something about water that was important. It affected just women, making them… dumb? She frowned.

"What's the matter?" Elmer said.

"Oh. Nothing I can put my finger on," she said. "But there's something about water that I know is bad, but I can't quite remember."

"Don't get me started!" Elmer said. "The government is pumping our water supply full of dangerous chemicals. It's killing us, Diana. I swear it is."

"Well, not us," Diana said, lifting the bottle. "Thanks to you."

While Elmer got dressed for their night out, Diana headed for the kitchen to throw the empty bottle in the trash. As she passed through the living room, her eyes fell upon her old laptop, which had sat unused on the coffee table for the past month. The password popped into her mind, piquing her curiosity. So she lifted the screen up, booting up the computer. She typed in the password at the prompt, and her e-mail came up.

"Oh!" she cried, baby blues wide as memories rushed in. It was her super secret Wonder Woman e-mail. "I forgot. I'm…"

She paused, eyes darting to the bedroom door. Elmer didn't know about her secret super heroine identity. It would not be good for her if he discovered it, either. And then something else occurred to her.

How do I turn into Wonder Woman? Is it a simple change of clothes? she thought. Face screwed up in concentration, she tried with all her might to remember what needed to be done. Something had to be done, too. She was sure of it. Though, she'd noticed that she did seem to be much stronger than Elmer, something that she tried to hide from him. No man wanted a girlfriend or wife stronger than him, right?

"Elmer!" the Amazon whispered, eyes wide. Her insides instantly turned to mush, as she recalled the past month of multiple sex sessions daily. He would always want a blowjob when he woke up. A quickie mid-morning. Lunch was a good hour or more of kinky sex, usually involving spanking and bondage of some kind. Mid-afternoon was either another blowjob and/or a quickie. And then, after dinner, she would strip to just high heels and jewelry, he would strip completely, and they would watch porn in bed all evening. Of course, they would act out all of the best sex scenes. "That lecher figured out I lost my intellect, and took full advantage of me."

Returning her attention to the laptop, Diana quickly went through a month's worth of e-mail. Truth was, she didn't get much e-mail as Wonder Woman. Super heroes didn't e-mail that much, since they tended to be "hands on" kinds of people. But she still had about a dozen e-mails, and all of them were the general "global"-type warnings and alerts sent to all super heroes. The first few were warnings about not drinking the water. Then a couple about how women who'd been taken from the DC area and its water supply were starting to recover slowly. She smiled, having just figured that out. Then she kinda recalled Dr. Banks bragging about how the loss of intellect was permanent. Apparently, he'd been wrong, which pleased Diana to no end.

Of course, that means he'll be trying to improve the formula to make it permanent, she thought with a scowl. If only I could remember how to become Wonder Woman!

That, above all else, told Diana that she was not ready to return to the world of super heroines and crimefighting. She still had a long way to go in her "recovery". When Elmer stepped out of the bedroom, giving her a lusty look, she felt her insides clench. She needed him, which meant she had to continue the ruse of being a total airheaded bimbo. Diana would have to continue answering all of his disgusting, kinky, carnal needs.

Acknowledging and accepting that had a profound effect on her body. Diana began to pant as her insides turned to mush. Her pussy throbbed, and she felt her juices flowing down there. Elmer noticed her reaction, too. His ugly face brightened, and somehow wasn't so ugly to her anymore.

"What the hell? Are you looking at porn?" he said. "Your nips are so big and hard, I can see them poking through your dress from here."

Her eyes dropped to the bulge in his pants. Yeah, he was as excited as she felt. Diana hated her needs, her body's eagerness to jump into wild, wicked sex. She wanted to beat him bloody for all he'd made her do over the last month of vile mental and emotional manipulation, but at the same time, she felt such profound love for him.

That sick bastard has brainwashed me into loving him, she thought. Even knowing that had no effect on her needs and urges of the moment, or her feelings of love. But she now hated him, as well. She felt so confused and conflicted. And so, so damned horny.

"I don't want to go out anymore," she said, voice low and husky. Diana closed the laptop. She stood up and struck a sexy pose, displaying her shapely body to its sexiest affect. She loved the way his face got all hungry and lusty, the way his eyes ravished her body. All she wanted was for him to hold her tight, love her, and let her love him. And that scared her witless. "I need… Ugh… Elmer, please, I need you to be very, very bad to me tonight. Tie me up, handcuff me, just make me helpless and then do very bad things to my body. Whip me. Bite me. Fuck the shit out of me."

Elmer's eyes flashed with wicked glee, and the apartment super ducked back into the bedroom for a second. He emerged with a pair of handcuffs. The Amazing Amazon sighed with relief, knowing that when he "chained" her wrists, all of her Amazonian super strength would evaporate, and she would truly be helpless and within his mercy. Diana quickly unzipped and shed her dress, kicking it into the corner of the room as he hurried to her.

"Submit, slave," Elmer hissed, grabbing a fistful of silky black hair and forcing Diana face-first against the wall. He yanked her wrists back and locked them within the cuffs. Diana gasped, feeling her strength go away. Elmer smiled, and thrust a finger up her ass. "You wear my collar."

"Yes," she gasped, her full attention on that finger pumping into her ass.

"Why?"

"To show… ooooh… to show the world that you own me," she whispered. He pulled his finger out, and then shoved two fingers up her butt. "Uuggh!"

Diana had taken it up the ass a lot over the last month. Elmer really, really loved to butt-fuck her. So it didn't take him long to loosen her up enough to mount that sweet round ass. She sucked in a sharp breath, one foot coming off the floor, when he thrust up her ass.

"You like that, don't you, slave?"

The sweetest sensations filled her body, making her pussy ache and throb. Turning her insides to white hot mush. If nothing else, Elmer had changed her mentally and emotionally so that she loved sex more than anything. She wanted and needed it all of the time, which was just the way Elmer wanted her to be. Horny and eager to please.

"Yes. Too much, master," she said. Her prior emotional state had already gotten her body worked up, and now Elmer was pushing her over the top. She felt her body changing, gathering for that big release. "Way too much. Please, harder, rougher, meaner."

Diana wasn't sure it would help, but she was more afraid of love and tenderness. Elmer already all but owned her heart, and she needed to start undoing the emotional ropes he'd bound her within. She wasn't sure rough sex would help, but she was desperate, and really not completely in control of all of her wits yet. That would take some time, and until then, it was going to be rougher and rougher sex if she had any say.

"We're going to get rough and nasty," he whispered into her ear as he thrust into her ass, over and over and over. "Ass to mouth, baby."

"What?" she said, confused.

"After I fuck your ass, I'm going to make you suck my ass-nasty dick," he said.

Bile rose, scalding her throat, at the thought.

"Perfect," Diana said. The vision of that act flashed before her mind, and that was all she needed to trip her trigger. Her body exploded with perfect pleasure. "Aaaggghhhhh!"

Elmer pulled out, and yanked her hair so hard that Diana was flung across the room, stumbling, to fall on her face. Elmer immediately started spanking her ass, yanking her hair, driving her crazy. Finally, he pulled her up to kneel before him, and thrust his cock in her face.

"Oh," she said, mouth dry and throat tight. "Ass to mouth time."

"Eat me, Diana," he demanded. "Eat my ass-nasty dick."

I hate you, she thought, her insides going cold as she opened wide and let him push into her mouth. One day soon, Elmer, you will get yours.

#                   #                   #

Six weeks later…

"Finally!"

Diana spun around. A flash of golden light consumed her, and Wonder Woman spun to a classic super heroine pose. Her baby blues narrowed as her glossy red lips curled up into a cruel smile.

The beautiful Amazon had put up with Elmer's vile sexual practices for far longer than she'd wanted. As her memories and intellect had slowly returned, she'd devised mental exercises and tests for herself. After six weeks, she'd deemed herself back, one hundred percent.

"I'm ready to take on the world," she said, and then glanced at the bathroom door. Elmer had just finished his shower. "I bet he expects his pretty little slave bimbo to fuck him now. How disappointed he's going to be."

Diana had been right. Getting Elmer to get darker and kinkier with her had worked. His true desires had come out, and he'd gotten really nasty with her. Kinky she could handle, and even rather enjoyed. She loved to be tied up, for one. And spanked. But he'd been making her suck ass-nasty cock, and then he'd started pissing on her. In her face. On her tits. In her mouth!

The golden showers had been the final straw. She'd never enjoyed them, since it was just so damned disrespectful! Especially in the mouth, forcing her to swallow… ugh. She'd so wanted to pee all over him, but even that had been too much for her naturally moral mind.

Pulling her lasso off her golden girdle, Wonder Woman stepped up beside the bathroom door. Elmer was a man, so he didn't have reason to dally in the bathroom after his shower. And she smiled when the door opened, releasing a wave of ultra-humid air.

"Hey, Diana, I got a present for you," Elmer called happily as he walked out, his cock rock-hard and leading the way. He caught sight of her out of the corner of his eye. "Huh? Wonder Woman?"

"In the flesh," she said, and looped the magical lasso over him. He froze, gasping. She looped it around his torso a few more times, each loop making him gasp. "Now, we need to discuss what an utter pig bastard you've been."

"What do you mean?"

She gawked at him. "Hello? Diana Prince. You used and exploited her mercilessly for your sexual jollies for the last couple of months."

"Oh, but she lost her intelligence," he said. "I was just taking care of…"

"Taking care of your lewd and lascivious urges!" she cried, baby blues flashing. "You exploited her body to sate your vile carnal urges, not caring a bit about her true feelings and needs."

"I beg to differ," he said. "I took what I wanted, but she loved every second of it. I never heard a single complaint, and in fact she begged me to get harder, rougher, nastier."

Wonder Woman stared open-mouthed at him. The lasso kept him from lying, so he really believed what he was saying. Elmer didn't see anything wrong with what he'd done to her. And, she had to admit, there was a lot of truth to what he'd said.

"Did you know, did you understand that Diana's mind was… addled by something beyond her control?"

"Yes."

"And you still think it is okay to take advantage of her like that?"

"Yes. If I didn't, someone else would," he said. "Diana is no longer capable of taking care of herself."

"I beg to differ," Wonder Woman said, eyes narrowing. "I've taken her away. There is a cure, and she will make a full recovery."

"Damn," he said.

"All you care about is she is no longer available to fuck." He didn't answer, but instead just looked sad. It made her feel bad, so Wonder Woman had to end it. "Elmer, you don't remember anything that happened since that fateful night you found Diana struggling to do her laundry."

He nodded, eyes getting droopy as the lasso's magic filled him, consumed his mind.

"These last few months are all a blank," she said. "In fact, if anyone asks about Diana, you know nothing, and you don't want to talk about her at all. Ever again."

He nodded.

"Now, go to bed and sleep," she said, starting to remove the lasso. "When you wake up tomorrow, you will not remember me or Diana."

Wonder Woman watched him trudge to bed like a zombie. He curled up naked, and was asleep in no time. She watched him for a long time, before shaking her head and starting to move all of her stuff back to her old apartment. Elmer had kept it listed as rented to her, even though she was no longer paying rent. He'd only brought a few of her things over, mostly her sexiest clothing. He'd always planned to move all of her stuff out, and put the apartment up for rent, but he'd been too obsessed with fucking her to find the time or the will to do all that work.

Once she'd moved all of her stuff out of Elmer's apartment, she forgot about him and turned her thoughts towards how to find Dr. Banks.

"I have a score to settle with that vile bastard."

#                   #                   #

Wonder Woman smiled, eyes narrowing as she studied the large Victorian mansion. It needed some work, especially a paint job and a new roof. But it was set off by itself, in an older, poorer part of town. Her informant had said that Dr. Banks had changed it back into a single-family dwelling, after it had been divided into four apartments by the previous owner.

"Lights are on," the heroine murmured. It was well past midnight. She'd hoped that Dr. Banks would be asleep. She could do a lot of damage to him and his henchmen before the cobwebs were shaken from their sleep-drowsy heads. "I bet I'm the last person they expect to see."

Wonder Woman looked up into the night sky. She knew that she used to know all of the constellations, and most of the significant stars. Now they were just twinkling lights, and she couldn't discern any patterns, no constellations. It was troubling, realizing that she wasn't as mentally recovered as she'd once thought.

"You'd think more than ten weeks without drinking the drugged water would be enough," she muttered, shaking her head. She was afraid that she might not completely recover all of her intellect, all of her memories. And that really pissed her off. Her baby blues narrowed as her hands curled into tight fists. "You are so going to get what you deserve, Banks."

The Amazon Princess double-checked that she had everything. Tiara. Golden Girdle of Hippolyte. Golden Lasso of Truth. Bustier top. Blue, star-spangled shorts. Boots. Bracelets.

Taking a deep breath, she headed across the night-shadowed street. Her stilettos clacked loudly on the concrete. She strode purposefully up the sidewalk to the front porch, and then eased up more carefully to the front door. It was impossible to walk on hardwood in stilettos without making noise, but there was no getting around it.

"It's ass kicking time," Wonder Woman cried, and kicked the door open. She rushed through to find a seven-foot-tall thug watching TV. He jumped to his feet, gawking at her… tits. Wonder Woman shook her head woefully, rushing straight at him. "Men!"

"Wonder Woman!" he yelled, and threw a fist at her face.

The Amazing Amazon ducked under his punch, and slammed a fist into his ribs. He grunted, jumping to one side, and turned on her. They faced each other in fighting stances. She wasn't pleased that he'd called the warning. More often than not, criminals did not call a warning, or call for help. Even knowing she was a super heroine, with super strength and speed, those stupid men typically thought they could defeat her in a fight.

"What's your name, goon?" Wonder Woman sneered. "For the police report I'll have to fill out after I kick your ass stupid."

"Ox," he said.

"Figures," she said, looking him up and down contemptuously. "You are big, ugly, and dumb as an ox."

He just grinned. "Ha! I know Dr. Banks already fucked you stupid. You got a bimbo brain now."

"Not true, moron," she said. Wonder Woman wagged her brows at him. "I have recovered."

"Yeah? Recover from this!" he said, and kicked straight up at her face.

Wonder Woman dodged aside, but took a grazing blow to her left tit. She grunted, always amazed at how much a strike to her sensitive tits hurt.

"Hey, I see nipple!" Ox crowed.

Wonder Woman glanced down at her left tit, and saw that his kick had indeed knocked the nipple partially out of her top. Half of her areola was exposed. He charged in when she looked down, and she barely noticed in time. The Amazon spun and ducked, just avoiding a brutal uppercut. Ox managed to backhand her, though, forcing her to stumble across the room. The seven-foot bastard didn't give her half a second to recover, either.

"Oooff," she grunted, losing most of her wind when he slammed a fist into her back.

Wonder Woman drove a sharp heel into his foot, and spun around as she drove an elbow into his face. Ox had been coming down, bending over from the intense pain in his foot. Her elbow strike snapped his head back, sending him stumbling backwards across the room. The Amazon Princess followed, and kicked him in the chest when he sought to recover.

Ox crashed into a bookshelf, bringing the contents down upon him as he fell to the floor. Wonder Woman tried to kick him in the head, but he caught her booted foot and held on.

"Let go of me, you big brute," she snarled.

"One thing first."

"Huh?"

Ox thrust-kicked, driving his heel into her cunt.

"Aaiiee!" she cried, clutching her brutalized pussy. Ox jumped to his feet, and kneed her in the face. Wonder Woman flew off her feet, to land in a groaning pile. "Oooooh."

Ox dragged Wonder Woman to her knees before him, one hand tight in her hair as the other unzipped his pants and fished out his cock.

"Eat me, Wonder Whore," he growled.

Wonder Woman panted, her pussy still aching terribly. Her jaw was aching pretty badly too, and her head was still spinning from his knee. Still, she grabbed his big hairy balls, and twisted savagely.

"Yeeooowww!" Ox screamed. "Let go!"

The angry Amazon rushed up to her feet, driving a knee into Ox's crotch. His eyes bulged out; he turned dark red, and began retching. Wonder Woman stepped back a second, pulling herself together, and then started kicking him in the head. Ox was big and tough, and it took several kicks before his lights went out.

Her victory was met with light applause.

She turned to find that two other women had come into the living room. Both were drop-dead gorgeous. One was blond, and the other was a redhead. The blonde's hair was pulled up in big, bouncy pigtails, while the redhead had pulled her long hair back into a ponytail-and-bangs look. The blonde was dressed in a sexed-up, two-piece "cheerleader"-and-boots outfit, while the redhead wore an equally sexy "schoolgirl" outfit, also with boots.

"Who the hell are you two? The bimbos of doom?" Wonder Woman sneered.

"I'm Trixie," the redhead said, with a very perky voice.

"I'm Dixie," the blonde said, and they both giggled. "Are you the real Wonder Woman? Or just a cheap, ugly imitation?"

"Where's Dr. Banks?" Wonder Woman said, already dismissing them as frivolous nothings.

"On the other side of… us," Dixie said, dropping into an elaborate martial arts stance.

"Really? Kung Fu?" Wonder Woman said.

"And Colt," Trixie said, lifting a pistol and pulling the trigger until the weapon was empty.

Wonder Woman moved with blinding speed, deflecting all nine shots with her bracelets.

"Yep," Dixie said. "She's the real McCoy."

Both women shook their heads woefully.

"Dr. Banks isn't going to be happy to find out she got her smarts back," Trixie said. Then her face brightened. "But think of how much fun we're about to have kicking her butt, and then fucking her stupid all over again!"

"Not likely on either count, ladies," Wonder Woman said. "I've been studying Dr. Banks' vile drug, and noticed its effects are temporary. Also, only the first few times a woman is climaxed steal any noticeable intellect. After that, only a little is lost with each climax. And I've already been climaxed many, many times, so even if you got lucky and captured me, the sex would have little or no effect on my mind."

"Au contraire, ma cheri!" Trixie said. "Dr. Banks has been working on his formula. You can be one of his guinea pigs." She wagged her brows. "Now that's going to be fun!"

"Have to admire your confidence," Wonder Woman said, gliding into a fighting stance. "Misplaced as it is."

Dixie attacked first. She rushed at the Amazing Amazon with an elaborate Kung Fu movement, hands flying, turning, spinning, to end with a series of punches at the face and torso, followed by a flying roundhouse. Wonder Woman easily blocked and dodged all of her strikes, and then hurried past the blonde to attack Trixie, who was reloading her pistol.

Even Wonder Woman couldn't fight off a determined attack and deflect bullets at the same time. The Amazon caught Trixie unawares, thrusting a brutal kick into the redhead's belly. Trixie doubled up, and Wonder Woman snatched the pistol away and tossed it through the closest window. That made a lot of noise, but Wonder Woman was sure that Dr. Banks already knew she'd arrived.

"You are such a bitch," Dixie cried, kicking the super heroine between the shoulder blades.

Wonder Woman was thrust forward, tripping over Trixie and landing face-first on the floor. Trixie reached for her, but she rolled back onto her feet. Just in time.

Dixie leapt over her comrade, and immediately lashed out with a vicious roundhouse. Wonder Woman ducked, and thrust-kicked up between the blond villainess's legs. She drove her sharp stiletto straight into Dixie's pussy, aiming for the clit. She hit close, but thought she'd missed the clit by an inch or so to the left. Didn't matter, since Dixie squeaked and clutched her brutalized snatch. Another kick sent the blond henchwoman face-first into the wall.

Trixie was up again, and started spinning, lashing out with one roundhouse after another. Wonder Woman was forced backwards, fending off the redhead's determined attack.

"You're good, Trixie, but not good enough to defeat me," Wonder Woman said. "If you surrender now, I'll speak to the judge on your behalf."

"You are a funny girl," Trixie said, blue eyes narrowing murderously. She quickly glanced at Dixie, and then at Ox. "Both Dixie and Ox will soon join me, and together we are more than a match for any super slut. You are going down, Wonder Woman. And afterwards, you'll really be going down a lot, on Dr. Banks and all of his crew."

"Yeah," Dixie said, voice strained as she regained her wobbly feet. "We're going to fuck you brainless. We're going to fuck you until the drug makes you a mindless automation, fucking anyone and everyone without a thought in that pretty little head."

Wonder Woman shook her head woefully. "Many have tried and many have failed to take me out, ladies. And they all failed with a great deal of blood and pain."

The Amazon Princess attacked. She drove into Trixie, forcing the henchwoman back with a series of vicious punches. The sexy redhead couldn't block them all, and was soon reeling. Dixie tried to help, but Wonder Woman kicked the blonde in the chin, sending Dixie falling across Ox.

"Ugh," Ox groaned, now on hands and knees.

"Are you ready for some fist fucking!" Trixie cried.

"Huh?" Wonder Woman said, pausing as that vision flashed across her mind.

Her hesitation was her undoing. Trixie snapped a pointy-toed boot up between the Amazon's legs, striking Wonder Woman perfectly in the clit.

"Aaiiee!"

Trixie spun, her foot flying around in a brutal roundhouse that caught Wonder Woman in the side of the head. The sexy super heroine was flipped over, left sprawled on the floor, moaning and groaning. Trixie seized the Amazon's right foot, lifting it high… and drove her stiletto heel into Wonder Woman's clit. Over and over, until the beautiful, raven-haired Amazon passed out.

"Wahoo! I defeated Wonder Woman one-on-one, while she was fully powered," Trixie crowed.

"I helped," Dixie said, stumbling over to her partner in crime. She fell to her knees beside the writhing Amazon, who was on the verge of waking up. The evil blond beauty rolled Wonder Woman over onto her belly, and removed the Amazon's golden girdle. "Wonder Woman is depowered! Let the gangbang begin!"

"Wonder Woman is defeated, depowered, and about to be debrained," Trixie laughed. "I bet she makes a lovely mindless bimbo prostitute."

"You know it," Dixie said, unzipping Wonder Woman's red bustier top.

"In your dreams," Wonder Woman snarled, and rolled away. She rolled out of her top, but came to her feet as if nothing was amiss. "Just because you enjoy a moment of success doesn't mean you won the war, ladies."

"You are depowered and topless, Wonder Whore," Dixie said, smirking. "You could barely fend us off with the Girdle of Hypocrites."

"Girdle of Hippolyte, moron," Wonder Woman said, scowling.

"Oooh, I think you struck a nerve, Dixie," Trixie said.

"If you don't give that back, I'm going to strike more than nerves," Wonder Woman said, cutting a quick look at Ox, who was now on his feet and watching the confrontation between the three women with a big shit-eating grin.

"Ooh, lookie, I got your magic rope, too," Dixie said. She removed it from the girdle, tossing the girdle aside. Dixie stretched a length of lasso between her wide-spread hands, wagging her brows at the Amazon. "Wanna play some kinky bondage games? I'll tie you up, and you will obey perfectly. Fun times, yes?"

Wonder Woman sucked in a sharp breath. Many men, and way too many woman, had used her lasso against her over the years. More often than not, it took a nasty sexual turn. There wasn't anything that Dixie and Trixie couldn't make her do if they got that lasso around her body.

"In your dreams," Wonder Woman said, though she felt her belly starting to quiver in anticipation. Hera! Why does my body always… Ugggh!

Dixie started twirling the lasso, proving that she knew how to use it.

"Look at this, Wonder Woman, I'm like a real cowgirl," the hot blonde said. "Did you know I used to ride in the rodeo? Oh yeah, I can lasso you and tie you up in like five seconds flat, baby."

"You can try," Wonder Woman said, and then cursed under her breath when Trixie moved around behind her. Trapped between two real threats, with a third, even bigger one watching from the sidelines. It was not going the way the Amazon had envisioned it. "This is your last chance, ladies."

"No, this is your last stand," Trixie said, and rushed her. At the same time, Dixie threw the lasso's big loop at the Amazon Princess. "Hai!"

Wonder Woman dodged left, ducking under the lasso and then kicking Trixie in the ribs as she passed. As the redhead grunted, falling to the floor, Wonder Woman charged Dixie. The blonde was still pulling in the extended lasso, and looked surprised by the super heroine's sudden attack.

"Yikes!" Dixie cried. The blond henchwoman ducked under Wonder Woman's right cross, and slammed a knee into the Amazon's right side.

"Ooff!" Wonder Woman grunted, spinning away. The lasso just missed her again. She reached for it, intending to take it away from Dixie. But before she could, Trixie tackled her around the knees, taking the super heroine to the floor. "Aaggh. I'm going to… Ugh… Let go of me."

They rolled on the floor, each trying to gain the advantage. Dixie stopped their rolling by stomping a stiletto-heeled foot down onto the small of Wonder Woman's back.

"Aaagh," the Amazon cried, back bowing and head flying way back. Trixie bit her left nipple, hard. "Aaaaiiiieee!"

Dixie looped the lasso around Wonder Woman's throat. "Stop fighting!"

Wonder Woman froze. Trixie didn't. The wicked redhead took advantage of the beautiful Amazon by punching her in the face a dozen times, before rolling Wonder Woman over onto her back, and using her big naked tits as speed bags for a moment.

"Uuuuggghh," Wonder Woman cried, feeling her face heating up and her eyes burning with tears as the intense pain filled her mind and body. "Mercy! You've won!"

"Get off her, Trixie, and we can start having some fun before Dr. Banks arrives," Dixie said. Trixie laughed as she stood up. "Wonder Woman. Kneel."

Wonder Woman grimaced and growled, but she slowly rolled to her knees. Her body was filled with pain, mostly in her face and tits. Fortunately, her superior Amazon body was quickly healing.

"Wonder Woman, this rope is called the Lasso of Truth, correct?"

"Yes."

"You cannot lie as long as the rope is around your body?"

"Yes. It compels me to tell the truth."

"You also have to obey any commands I give you, whether you want to do it or not. Is that correct?"

"Yes. I must obey."

"Perfect. It's party time," Dixie said. "Ox, lose your pants and get your big dick over here. You are about to get the most wonderful blowjob of your life."

Wonder Woman groaned and clenched her teeth, her hands curling into fists. Ox laughed as he walked over. The Amazing Amazon watched his approach with bated breath, her baby blues locked on his big hands as he unzipped and pulled out a massive cock. Her throat tightened, knowing that it was about to be shoved into her mouth. Knowing that the lasso would compel her to give him supreme pleasure, and to do her best as well.

"You'll pay dearly for this outrage," Wonder Woman said with a strangely husky voice. Her mouth was watering badly, so she swallowed hard. She couldn't believe how hot and mushy her insides already were, or how her pussy juices flowed and her pussy just fucking ached!

"Those pretty red lips are going to look and feel good sliding up and down my dick," Ox said. He slid his dick head across her lips, tried to penetrate. Wonder Woman clenched her teeth and averted her face. Dixie had told Ox that he would get a blowjob, and the Amazon knew that he was going to get it, but as of yet, the wicked blonde had not ordered her to give it. "Suck me off, Wonder Slut."

"I am Wonder Woman," she said. Ox grabbed the back of her head, forcing her face backward and up. "I am an icon of truth…" He rubbed his big, hairy balls all over her upturned face. "… uggh… Justice…" The tip of his cock traced the outline of her ruby red lips. "… and virtue… Hhmmmmgggh."

Ox shut the Amazon up by shoving his long, fat cock into her mouth. His cock and balls were ripe with the stench of stale urine. Wonder Woman's face heated up, angry hot tears flowing.

Such disrespect! she thought.

"Wonder Woman, suck him. Give him the best blowjob you can," Dixie commanded. Wonder Woman grunted, feeling the lasso's magic flowing through her body, driving into her mind, making her obey. "Use your hands, lips, tongue, whatever, to give Ox the most pleasure possible."

The Amazon Princess obeyed to the letter. She sucked Ox off with all she had, working her lips and tongue as she bobbed up and down his ginormous cock. Her hands stroked his shaft below her mouth, played with his balls. She even started humming, and that finally made Ox gasp and rise up on his toes.

It didn't take long.

"Aaggh!" Ox cried as an amazing amount of cum flooded Wonder Woman's mouth.

Wonder Woman immediately pulled off his cock, and spat the cum all over Dixie's booted feet.

"You bitch!" the blonde cried. "Lick it off! Right now! Lick it all off, and swallow it."

Wonder Woman scowled and glared hate up into Dixie's face, but she could only fight the compulsions for a few seconds. Dropping to all fours, Wonder Woman lowered her mouth to Dixie's feet and started licking.

Licking the nasty cum off Dixie's boots was humiliating enough, but then Trixie dropped to her knees behind the Amazing Amazon. Wonder Woman groaned low as the redhead peeled her blue, star-spangled shorts off her butt and down her legs, leaving them at her knees. She could feel the cool air on her most private of privates. Trixie licked Wonder Woman's exposed cunt lips, lapped up the heroine's copious juices. Soon, the wicked henchwoman had the super heroine squirming and gasping, but still licking boot. Then Trixie began licking Wonder Woman's asshole, while her fingers thrust up into the helpless heroine's aching pussy.

"Mmmmmm," Wonder Woman groaned, liking it way too much. She hated how much she always enjoyed being fucked by bad guys, and bad girls. Soon Trixie had three fingers inside her, thrusting hard and fast. "Mmmmmggghhh."

"Yeah, you like that, Wonder Whore," Trixie said. "Have you ever been fist-fucked?"

Wonder Woman's eyes got huge.

"Answer her," Dixie commanded, the lasso compelling the beautiful Amazon.

"Yes, I have," she said.

"Aw, what a shame. I'm not the first," Trixie said, with a pouty voice. "Oh well, here it comes again!"

With that, Trixie forced her whole hand up Wonder Woman's pussy. Eyes wide, the Amazon's whole body tensed as that delicate, feminine hand forced that tight little hole insanely wide.

"Aaagghh!" Wonder Woman cried, mind going instantly blank as pain and pleasure rippled through her shapely body. She kicked her feet, her toes going ratta-tat-tat-tat on the hardwood floor. "Too much! Take it out!"

"No!" Trixie cried, and started pumping her hand in and out of Wonder Woman's convulsing twat. "Fuck you, Wonder Woman! Take it, bitch. Scream for us!"

"Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee!" Wonder Woman cried, throwing her hair all around as she felt her sanity being ripped away. "Hera! I can't take it! Aaaaaagghhhh!"

Dixie palmed the back of Wonder Woman's head, pressing her naked, wet pussy against the Amazon's lips.

"Eat me!" she commanded, eyes fierce.

Wonder Woman had no choice. The magic lasso forced her to obey. Her tongue lapped at that wet pussy, quickly pushing between Dixie's swollen, hot lips to the wicked henchwoman's even-wetter slit. Meanwhile, Trixie's fist continued to thrust into the helpless Amazon, turning her mind and body to a hot mess. Totally trashing her pussy.

Oh, Hera, save me, Wonder Woman thought, feeling her body building quickly to climax. I… can't… stop… it… "Aaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhh!"

"Wahoo! We popped that Holier-than-thou cork!" Trixie cried.

"Aaagghh!" Dixie cried, head rolling back. "Popped mine, too. Ooooh, she's got talent."

Dixie fell straight back, with a big smile on her face as Trixie giggled and Ox laughed. Wonder Woman sighed gustily as Trixie finally pulled that maddening hand out of her cunt. She felt so damned empty, yet so damned relieved! As her eyes finally focused on Dixie, who was lying on the floor before her and writhing, the Amazon noticed that her captor had released the Lasso of Truth.

Wonder Woman grabbed the lasso and rolled away from them. The end of the lasso followed, and she quickly pulled the loop up and pulled it over her head and off.

"Dammit, Dixie!" Trixie cried. "You let her get away!"

"Now you will pay for what you did to me," Wonder Woman said, lassoing Trixie. "Freeze."

The redhead let out a tiny gasp, but didn't move. Ox bellowed in rage, and charged Wonder Woman. The super heroine froze, looking at him with big eyes as if she was frozen with fear. But at the last instant, she ducked under his savage right cross and moved around him. As Wonder Woman moved, she pulled the magic lasso tight around Ox's torso, capturing the enraged thug.

"Freeze, Ox!"

"Holy shit!" Dixie cried, charging the super heroine.

Wonder Woman feigned a kick to the face, but brought a knee up into the ducking blonde's face instead. In a flash, she finished off the last of her foes by wrapping the free end of the lasso around Dixie's throat. There was a certain satisfaction with the lasso around the blonde's throat, feeling more like suitable payback.

"Freeze, Dixie," Wonder Woman said.

The Amazon Princess surveyed her handiwork, while huffing and puffing. Mostly, she was breathing heavily from her just-finished sexual tryst, but she was tired nonetheless.

"All three of you will go to sleep when I tell you," she said. "You will not wake up, or let anyone wake you up, until the sun comes up in the morning." All three looked at her with furious eyes. "Go to sleep. Now!"

They collapsed into three piles. Wonder Woman stretched them out side-by-side, while unwinding her lasso. The lasso wasn't needed now, since they would continue to obey even after it had been removed. No one would be able to wake them until sunrise.

"Well played, Wonder Woman," said a new voice. It was Dr. Banks, who was slowly clapping his hands. "Or do you prefer being called Diana?"

"Hmmm, I forgot you knew my secret identity," Wonder Woman said. She lifted her coiled-up lasso. "But don't worry, you'll soon forget everything."

"I didn't. It was an educated guess, but thanks for confirming it for me." Wonder Woman scowled at him, feeling so damned foolish. "While you were down here playing with my friends, I went ahead and sent out press releases with pictures and comparisons to all news outlets, websites, and other interested parties. Crime lords all around the world are receiving e-mails telling them exactly who you are. You've been super outed, Wonder Whore."

Wonder Woman stared at him for a long moment. Her heart was racing, her mind spinning. She'd just lost her use of the Diana Prince identity. It wasn't as bad as Dr. Banks had tried to make it, but it did mean that she'd have to be Wonder Woman full-time now. And she'd have to find a new place to live, too. A secret location, of course.

She shook her head woefully as she strode towards him, lasso in hand. It didn't matter that he'd outed her already. The Amazon still intended on wiping his memory of his little victories, just so he wouldn't know the full measure of satisfaction. Someone would tell him what he'd done, but he'd never enjoy the memories of it.

"Well, Banks, it ends here."

"It certainly does," he said, looking smug.

Wonder Woman scowled at him. He looked so satisfied, so confident. His means of protection were all asleep on the floor, unable to help him. The evil scientist wasn't a fighter, so he was helpless against her might and ability. She didn't understand why he was seemingly giving up so easily.

"Just relax and don't fight it, Dr. Banks," she said, stopping before him. Wonder Woman spread the loop in the lasso wide enough to go over him, and lifted it over his head. "This will be painless, and much more permanent than your insidious drug."

"Oh?" he said, thrusting his left hand into her face. He held a small canister, one finger on the top. Pressing down, he sprayed pepper spray in her eyes.

"Aaiiee!"

With her mouth open wide, Dr. Banks lifted his right hand and aimed a water pistol into her mouth. He squirted something into her mouth several times. Wonder Woman snapped her mouth closed, and instinctively swallowed. He laughed.

"That is my new and improved drug, Wonder Bimbo," he said. "Not only is it more powerful, but the loss of intelligence is quite permanent. Oh, and to ensure the victim gets the required climaxes, it has the most powerful aphrodisiac I could find added in."

"Aagggh," the super heroine cried, blinking furiously and trying to avoid rubbing her eyes. Rubbing would just make it worse, and her natural tears would wash the pepper spray away soon enough. "You bastard. I'm going to… Oooooh." Wonder Woman froze, feeling her insides turning to white hot mush. Her pussy started throbbing with achy need. She blinked some more, her eyes falling to Dr. Banks' crotch. He had a nice bulge there. Breathlessly, she reached out and stroked it. "I can't…I mean… Oh, Hera, I am so… achy. Needy."

"Masturbate, Wonder Woman," he commanded, unzipping.

"No. Please, I must not," she whispered. "The drug. My mind. I can't."

The evil scientist palmed the back of her head, burying his fingers in her thick, silky black hair. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his hand in her hair, massaging her scalp. When he pulled her face into his crotch, she wrapped a trembling hand around his cock.

"You realize… uggh…" she said, giving his cock head a firm lick. She looked up into his face with teary eyes. "You are destroying me." She licked him again, holding his gaze. It was an intense gaze, that she both loved and hated. Wonder Woman knew that it was the aphrodisiac controlling her now. It would ensure that she destroyed herself, destroyed her own mind using his insidious drug. "You are destroying something wonderful and beautiful, just to sate your own misogynistic dreams."

"I know," he said, thrusting deep into her mouth. The Amazon moaned and groaned, hot tears flowing as she began sucking with some enthusiasm. "Masturbate, Wonder Woman. Get yourself off."

Wonder Woman tried to stop herself, but she slid her free hand under her shorts, down to her pussy, and found her clit. The Amazing Amazon rubbed her sensitive nub. Rubbed it harder and faster, as her body filled with the most wonderful sensations. She sucked his cock, rubbed her nub, and writhed as she moaned and groaned. Dr. Banks watched her breathlessly as she pushed herself closer and closer to ruin.

"Swallow that, Wonder Woman!" Banks cried, shooting his seed deep into her mouth.

The Amazon Princess swallowed and swallowed, getting every drop as her fingers redoubled their efforts between her thighs. She felt her pleasure building closer and closer, and she became more and more intent, more determined, more eager to finish it right.

"Aaagghhh!" she cried, her head burning with Banks' drug as she climaxed. Different from the last version of the drug. He pulled out of her mouth, dropped down behind her, yanked her shorts aside, and thrust up her pussy. "Aaaaghhh! Oooooh. Please."

Dr. Banks pounded it into her. He grabbed a fistful of long silky hair, yanking her head back, as he fucked her doggie-style. Wonder Woman's climaxing pussy quivered around his invading cock. The Amazon Princess tightened up incredibly, and he continued to pound into her. Soon it paid off when she climaxed again, even harder than she had the first time.

"Aaaaaagggggggggghhhhhh! Oh, Hera! I'm… I'm… feeling so light-headed," she said, rubbing her brow.

"Quick, what is two plus two?" he said.

How was she supposed to do math with him pounding into her? Was he ever going to stop? It was making her crazy, making her body even crazier.

"Four."

"What is ten times ten?"

Wonder Woman huffed and puffed, trying to hold back another climax. She wasn't entirely certain why, but she knew that it was important. Climaxes, though they felt great, were bad for her. Very bad. Unfortunately, it was a losing battle. His inane questions were distracting her.

"What? I don't… I can't… Oh Hera, not again! Aaaggghhh!"

"What's two plus two now?"

"How am I supposed to know that?"

Tears flowed. Wonder Woman knew that he was stealing away her intelligence again. She wasn't confident she'd be able to regain it back, either. Of course, he'd been wrong about it being permanent before. Unfortunately, she knew that she'd recovered her intelligence after the first loss, but couldn't for the life of her remember how she'd done it.

After three more climaxes, Dr. Banks finally became too tired to continue. He wasn't in very good shape, after all. Even fucking took it out of you if you weren't in good enough condition. After pulling out, he removed her shorts all the way, collected all the discarded pieces of her celebrated costume, and looked her over with relish.

"Come on, less than Wonderful Woman," he said, after binding her wrists behind her back. Dr. Banks pulled the sweat-shiny super heroine to her wobbly, red-booted feet. All she wore now were the boots, bracelets, and tiara. "Let's go finish you off."

Wonder Woman was forced down into the basement. Dr. Banks made her get down on all fours atop a spanking horse, and then locked her into it at the wrists, waist, knees, and ankles. Then he pulled a fucking machine up behind her, got the self-lubricating, ten-inch dildo into her achy, needy pussy, and turned it on.

Chugga chugga chugga...

"Aaagghhhh!" she cried. "Mercy!"

"No mercy for you, Wonder Bimbo," he said. "See you in the morning, Diana. I can't wait to see if you remember my name by that time."

Dr. Banks turned out the light, leaving her in absolute darkness as that horrid machine thrust into her over and over, relentlessly. Pushing her closer and closer… to…

"Aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhh!"

#                   #                   #

Six months later…

Dr. Banks entered a high-class brothel located just a mile from the IADC headquarters. It was a mansion, with lots of expensive cars parked out front. The doorman greeted him by name, opening the door for him, Ox, Trixie and Dixie.

"Dr. Banks, what a pleasure, sir," Ralph said. He was the manager of Dr. Banks' brothel. "Is your visit business or pleasure, sir?"

"Checking this brothel's business is a pleasure," Dr. Banks said, grinning. "I don't see Wonder Woman."

There were a good eighty-plus girls working the rooms downstairs. All were young and beautiful, with shapely bodies and empty heads. Many had once been rich and famous celebrities, both local and national. The patrons were mostly politicians and Washington insiders, with a fair number of known criminals.

"She's upstairs. Poor thing has so many appointments today she hasn't left her room yet," Ralph said, dark eyes a-sparkle.

A beautiful country-pop princess caught Dr. Banks' eyes. Tall, blonde, and blue-eyed, sexy Tyler Hicks was kneeling topless between the knees of a rap mogul, her celebrated full red lips wrapped around his ten-inch black cock. She was Dr. Banks' newest acquisition, having worked at the brothel for less than a week. He still hadn't tapped her ass yet.

"After Tyler finishes there, have her cleaned up and waiting for me in my private room," Dr. Banks said. He looked the brainless beauty over again. "Wearing only red thigh boots, matching opera gloves, and those beautiful red lips."

"Of course, sir," Ralph said. "Would you like to go view Wonder Woman now, sir?"

Dr. Banks grinned at him. "You know me too well, Ralph."

He laughed. "Maybe, but who doesn't want to watch her fucking? If all Amazons are as hot in bed as Diana, then someone really needs to find that hidden island of whores and put their sweet round asses to work."

Dr. Banks paused. A new goal? The thought of an entire island of Diana Princes, of Wonder Women, left him breathless. With his drug, he could quickly and easily turn them into an island of bimbo prostitutes. The ultimate erotic vacation place for the rich and famous. He would make a fortune.

"Trixie…"

"I'm on it, Doc," the redhead said, grinning with evil delight. "With the lasso, we can make Wonder Woman tell us how to find, if not even how to best conquer them."

"Maybe. Depends on how dumb she truly is now," Dr. Banks said. "She might've forgotten."

"We'll see, Doc," Trixie said, glancing at Dixie. "It'll be fun finding out."

Ralph led the way into the kitchen, and then up a back staircase. Those stairs led to a series of small rooms, hidden from the rest of the mansion. The rooms weren't much bigger than walk-in closets, but each of them had a "window" into a bedroom centered on one wall.

"And here we are. Wonder Woman is currently entertaining a Washington D.C. pimp and gangbanger named Big Fella," Ralph said. "I think she sent him to prison once or twice."

They all gathered before the one-way mirror. It was the large mirror for Wonder Woman's vanity, and it gave them a perfect side view of the king-sized bed. They all smiled at the scene unfolding before them.

Wonder Woman was on her knees atop the bed, desperately holding onto the brass headboard. All she wore were her tiara, bracelets, and boots. A naked black man was kneeling behind her, slamming a ginormous cock up her ass. Furiously fucking her. One big hand was roughly, even brutally fondling her tits, while the other kept yanking her head back by her hair.

"Oh Hera! Oh Hera!" the Amazon cried. "Help me! Oh! Gently, baby! Oh. Aaggh!"

Dr. Banks grinned at her new tramp stamp, too. It was her super heroine "symbol", with "FUCK" printed above it and "ME" below it. Though her hair covered it at the moment, she had another tattoo, saying "Property of Alfred Banks", on the nape of her neck.

The pimp started pounding into her even harder and faster. It looked like he was close to finishing. Her body quivered with each powerful thrust, their hot, sweaty flesh slapping together wetly. Dr. Banks loved the way her spectacular body shined with sweat, and he loved that glazed, vacant look in her baby blues even more when she slanted a look over her shoulder at her current customer.

"You did clear her schedule for a month, starting next week, right?" Dixie said. "She starts filming 'Wonder Woman's Anal Obsession' on the 5th."

"Of course," Ralph replied.

Dr. Banks smiled with supreme satisfaction. Wonder Woman was the world's top, most profitable porn star. She'd already made a dozen pornos in the last six months. She was about to star in four more, filming one a week for four weeks. That wasn't even counting the countless short sex videos she'd made in-between movies.

Wonder Woman had made him a millionaire with her wonderful face and body.

They watched with bated breath as first Wonder Woman, and then the pimp, climaxed. Okay, Wonder Woman climaxed twice. After he'd pulled out, Wonder Woman dutifully sucked and licked his cock and balls clean. She was rather known for that sweet service, even performing it after each sex scene in all of her movies.

Dr. Banks and his companions watched as the Amazon Princess helped the pimp dress, and led him out the door. Then she hurried to the toilet, and cleaned herself up after forcing out a lot of cum. Then she came over to the vanity to fix her hair and makeup.

The bedroom door opened as she applied more bright red lip gloss. They watched her baby blues emotionlessly glance up into the mirror, looking at the big fat mobster entering. He must've been eighty years old if he was a day. It didn't seem to faze her in the least.

"She's completely submitted and accepted her new lot in life," Dr. Banks said. "How disappointing."

"She's not as submissive as she seems, sir," Ralph said.

Wonder Woman paused, looking into the mirror as she tilted her head.

"Can she hear us?"

"Maybe, a little," Ralph said. "The wall is soundproofed, but we can't soundproof glass."

As if to answer him, Wonder Woman flipped them the bird. Her baby blues narrowed, before she stood up and hurried over to her new customer. They watched her fawn over him, flirting and teasing as she undressed him. Soon, she was on her back atop the bed, with the ancient mobster well-mounted and humping away.

Dr. Banks laughed when the Amazon turned her face towards them, and mouthed, "Fuck you".

"What did her last IQ test reveal?" he asked.

"She's about as smart as a five year old," Ralph said. "She understands completely what has happened to her, that she was once great and respected, even feared, but is now a pathetic little whore who has to do as told. She's not smart enough to figure a way out of her predicament."

"Hmmm," Dr. Banks said. "I'm working on a new formula. I won't be happy until Wonder Woman is dumb as dirt. I want to keep the lights on in her head, but with no one home." He watched the former super heroine fucking, loving how much she got into it. How much she obviously enjoyed it. "With Wonder Woman, less intelligence is always better."

The End

[Mr. Pantyhose Lover]

Say,how about making a few stories about the Wonder Woman character set to be played by Gal Gadot and also the one that was set to be played by Adrianne Palacki? I think they would be great.

[lordgriffin]

The story has a real lot of potential, i just wish you had not "copped out" with the constant almost exclusive anal thing, anal is good but a little variety....

[darious]

Dixie started twirling the lasso, proving that she knew how to use it.

"Look at this, Wonder Woman, I'm like a real cowgirl," the hot blonde said. "Did you know I used to ride in the rodeo? Oh yeah, I can lasso you and tie you up in like five seconds flat, baby."

EXCELLENT STORY...if only a video producer would create such a video....it would be EPIC.