WONDER WOMAN -- Live By Request, Ch. 2
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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!
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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-eber-tsis-k110-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.
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