WONDER WOMAN -- Live By Request, Ch. 4-5
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deed … unless it is against a superheroine. After all, this is just a
fantasy.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next 15 minutes seemed like an eternity for Wonder Woman. She looked
around the building and tried to estimate how long it would take her to
cross the floor, knock out almost a dozen guards, retrieve her belt and
lasso and rescue Kathy without someone getting off a shot. "It can't be
done," she thought. "At least not now. I'll have to do some maneuvering
… get closer to my belt or Kathy."
While Wonder Woman contemplated escape possibilities, bids on her next
humiliation were pouring in. That was the beauty of the internet. Unlike
a phone line that could provide a busy signal, email allowed instant
access. The Vampire computer hacks simply waited 12 minutes then scanned
the email for the bids. After weeding out those that were obviously too
low, they re-contacted the top five bidders asking if that was their
final offer. Once that was determined, the winner was picked and
notified for detailed instructions. All told, the enterprise took 20
minutes but no one complained. After all, while they waited for the next
event, the viewers were treated to an instant replay of the first
winning bid.
"We have a winner!" Darrin finally said. Wonder Woman turned to face
him. "This comes to us from the Japanese Yakuza. Evidently Wonder Woman
is just as popular in Japan as she is in the United States. They paid
$12 million for Wonder Woman to be tit-fucked. They also want her to
lick the cock head every time it thrusts forward. Mmmm, sounds good,
huh? First, though, they want Wonder Woman to give her best smile,
remove her top and wave so they'll know she got this message." Darrin
laughed and added, "Hey, I don't make 'em up, I just read 'em."
With that he turned to Wonder Woman and asked, "OK, Wonder Woman, do you
understand?"
Wonder Woman nodded. "What depraved mind came up with these things," she
thought. "Do men actually sit around and think about these things? It
isn't enough to defile me, but they have to make me act like I enjoy
it, too?"
After a few seconds, though, as per the instructions, Wonder Woman gave
the biggest smile she could muster and began removing her top. When it
came off and her magnificent breasts were exposed, she smiled again and
waved towards the camera.
"More of a wave," Darrin, off-camera, ordered. "You know the Japanese
love to get pictures. Act like you're seeing your darling Steve Trevor
off at the airport."
Inside, Wonder Woman grimaced at the mention of Steve's name but she
began waving more frantically. The movement caused her breasts to jiggle
a little. After about a minute, Darrin signaled for her to stop, smile,
then lay back on the mat.
As Wonder Woman laid flat on her back, her breasts succumbed to gravity
and spread in opposite directions towards the floor. Not far, but a
little.
"Spread your legs a little," Darrin ordered. Wonder Woman did, although
she wanted to say, "This isn't part of what you said."
"Further," Darrin said. She complied, only for Darrin to say again,
"Further."
Finally, Wonder Woman looked like a slut with her legs spread at a wide,
fuck-me angle. She glanced at the monitor and noticed one of the cameras
was getting a close-up of her satin tights. She thought she could see
the outline of her pussy lips, but it was just her imagination. However,
she knew the message it was sending and it only added to her
embarrassment.
After a moment, Darrin stepped back in front of the camera. "OK, ladies
and gentlemen, let me introduce the young man who will be the recipient
of Wonder Woman's first tit-fuck. Meet Nick. He's only 17 years old but
he has more than earned his stripes with us. Nick, do you understand the
request?"
"Fuck, yeah," the young man responded.
Nick walked towards Wonder Woman. She noticed he had dirty blond hair
that looked like it hadn't been washed in a month. He also had the
scraggly, unshaven beard of a youth and his teeth were a little yellow.
The Amazon lay still as he straddled her waist and looked down on her.
He just smiled and spit in her face.
"That's for being you," he said. "Now thank me."
Wonder Woman frowned as the spit trickled down her cheek. Between
clenched teeth she muttered, "Thank you."
That just caused Nick to howl. "Fuck, she'll do whatever we say! Is this
fuckin' AWESOME or what?"
Darrin smiled then gently reminded Nick, "The request, Nick."
Nick grinned and stepped back. He pulled off his pants (he had seen what
she did to Cap and he didn't want any of that). When he stepped out of
his underwear it revealed a hard-on 10 inches long. He again straddled
the superheroine then kneeled down, placing his dick between her tits.
And nothing happened.
This was the first tit-fuck Nick had ever had. He didn't know what to
do. And the Amazon princess certainly had never done anything like this
before. So they basically just looked at each other for almost 30
seconds.
"Fuck," Darrin muttered. Picking Nick for this job had been a tough
call. The kid was young but he had earned this privilege by suggesting
the ambush in the first place. Had it been left up to Nick, the whole
thing would have been a clusterfuck, but it was still his original idea
and Darrin wanted to reward him somehow.
After another 30 seconds of watching Nick glance over his shoulder
several times as if to say, "What now?" Darrin finally said, "Fuck,
Nick, grab her tits and pull 'em together!"
Nick nodded quickly and pulled the Amazon's breasts together so they
engulfed his cock. Wonder Woman's hands dug into the mat, trying to
ignore the humiliation of having her breasts manhandled by this punk
kid.
After a few moments of this, Darrin said, "OK, Wonder Woman, you push
your breasts together so Nick can concentrate on his job."
Wonder Woman tried to turn her head away from the camera, but another
camera simply picked up her degradation. She slowly reached up and held
her breasts on either side and Nick's hips began to move.
"Don't forget to lick his dick," Darrin reminded.
This forced Wonder Woman to look down at her chest. She watched as the
young man's dick moved between her tits. With each thrust forward, the
head of his penis poked out. She leaned forward and stuck out her
tongue. This only got Nick more excited. He thrust forward, then held
himself there, allowing the mighty Amazon princess to lick his head.
With that kind of teasing and his lack of discipline, it wasn't long
before Nick shot his load. The first spurt hit Wonder Woman in the
teeth. After that, he pulled back and fired the rest on her tits. Wonder
Woman shuddered, but Darrin ordered her to stay still. She glanced
towards the monitor and realized they were busy getting as many camera
angles of her cum-stained tits.
After a full 90 seconds of this, Darrin moved back in front of the
camera. "That's two requests down. Only three more to go. Don't worry.
We'll give Wonder Woman time to clean up so she'll be nice and pretty
for your fantasy, but remember that the price goes up with each one. Get
in now and let Wonder Woman know what you think of her."
CHAPTER FIVE
While waiting for the next bid, Wonder Woman was brought into a small
bathroom and ordered to clean up. Three guards watched as she used an
old rag to wipe Nick's cum off her face and chest. She noticed two
security cameras in the bathroom and guessed if she tried anything,
Kathy would suffer. However, she took her time, going as slowly as she
could.
Finally, she was brought back to the main area and ordered to put her
top back on. After a couple of other minor adjustments to make sure the
Amazon looked as completely fuckable as ever, Darrin went back in front
of the camera.
"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen," he began. "Our next winner is a
coalition comprised of members of the Paris crime syndicate. According
to the message, 'Wonder Woman severely crippled our drug profits for
years with her actions two years ago. Without her,' according to the
message, 'the entire evening would be made up of Frenchmen's requests.
As it is, we have to band our finances together for this treat.'
"The Frenchmen gave several detailed instructions and my partners are
beginning to set everything up," Darrin said. "As such, I ask for your
patience. It will take only a few minutes." With that, the camera faded
to black and a repeat of Cap's blowjob came back on.
Safely off-camera, Darrin screamed, "Fucking Frenchmen! They knew this
was coming. We asked for anyone needing props to let us know so we could
be prepared! When we talked to them individually, they all said they
couldn't afford this. 'Fine,' we said. 'Tune in and watch for a million
bucks.' Who knew their hatred of Wonder Bread could cause them to ignore
decades of hatred for each other and agree on something for the first
time since World War II? Shit!"
Wonder Woman simply watched. Obviously the Vampires were in over their
head. Planning was not their forte. But they were well-organized enough
to keep Kathy in danger, Wonder Woman away from her belt and that was
all that mattered for now. Perhaps they would make another mistake
later. She then looked around, trying to guess what was happening. A
rope was being dropped from the rafters directly over the mat. She
guessed they were going to string her up for some reason but she didn't
know why. She simply had to wait.
Darrin turned towards Stik. "How soon?"
"Not long," Stik said. He looked up and noticed the ropes descending
into place. Within three minutes Stik waved for Darrin to begin again.
"OK, we're back," Darrin said. "Sorry for the delay but these things
happen when you're improvising. The French request begins, as I'm sure
you would imagine, with tying Wonder Woman up with a rope. First,
though, would you like some water Wonder Woman? This could take a
while."
The pleasant tone puzzled the Amazon. She was thirsty, but she didn't
want to fall into a trap. "No, thanks," she said. "I'm fine."
"Come on," Darrin said. "There's nothing in here. You're already doing
what we want and if, for some reason, you refused we could always use
your lasso."
Wonder Woman admitted that certainly made sense. Hesitantly she accepted
the water. It was a cool, refreshing 32-ounce cup of water. She drank
half of it and handed the cup to Darrin.
"No," Darrin said smiling. "Go ahead and finish it."
Wonder Woman was again puzzled, but the longer she put things off, the
better chance she could have of getting out of this mess. Let's see, did
she have enough time to throw the water in someone's face, hurl her
tiara at someone and get to her belt? It would be a risk. She glanced
over at Kathy and noticed the guards had practically started to ignore
her. Kathy was still tied up, but the fact her guards were focused on
her was a good thing. Maybe if she could somehow turn out the lights
that would give her enough of an advantage …
"Go ahead," Darrin said, snapping Wonder Woman out of her thoughts.
"Finish it."
Wonder Woman drank the rest of the water and handed the cup back to
Darrin. But instead of taking it, he refilled it. "Drink up," he said.
"No, thanks, I'm fine," she said.
"That wasn't an offer," Darrin said, the friendliness leaving his voice.
"That was an order. You were thirsty, I'm giving you water. Drink."
Wonder Woman was confused. Darrin didn't vary from the script so why
would someone pay a lot of money to see her drink water? She began
drinking again, more slowly this time. By the time she reached the
bottom of the cup, she had had enough water.
But, again, Darrin refilled her cup. "Drink," he said.
"Are they trying to drown me?" Wonder Woman thought. It took her a full
90 seconds to finish this one and, by the time she did, she was
wondering where the bathroom was. Even though she was an Amazon, she had
the same bodily functions as humans, and drinking nearly 100 ounces of
water had her uncomfortable.
"OK, Wonder Woman," Darrin said. "Give Stik your hands so we can tie you
up."
"Uuuhhh, can you give me a minute?" she asked quietly.
"Why?" Darrin said.
Wonder Woman leaned forward, trying to avoid being overheard by the
cameras. "I need to go to the bathroom. It'll be just a minute and I'll
be ready."
Darrin smiled. "No. Now give Stik your hands."
"I can't," Wonder Woman nearly whined. She was beginning to bounce
slightly on her heels.
The smile never left Darrin's face. He just turned and pointed towards
Kathy.
<CLACK!>
Wonder Woman nearly lost control of her bladder that instant. Kathy
again fainted and, for a split second, Wonder Woman thought the young
pregnant girl had died. A few moments later, though, she noticed Kathy
moving slightly. Wonder Woman then put her hands out and Stik tied them
securely. When she was tied, the rope began being pulled until Wonder
Woman was two-and-a-half feet off the ground. Stik then removed her
boots and set them aside.
"That's three bullets down," Darrin said. "The next time you refuse,
there's a better than 50 percent chance sweet Kathy won't see tomorrow.
You don't want that, do you?"
"No," the Amazon answered.
"Good, now we wait," Darrin said. He turned back to the camera and
began. "OK, ladies and gentlemen, I guess I need to explain what's going
on. The French have made a simple request. It doesn't much appeal to me,
but I've gotta admit I like its deviousness. On the bottom right of your
screen is a timer set for 20 minutes. We had to set a time limit and the
French put up a million dollars a minute. Once the clock begins, it
won't stop unless one of two things happens. The first is if time runs
out. If that happens, we take Wonder Woman down and we've just wasted 20
minutes watching her dangle off the ground. Not an awful way to spend an
evening, but not my idea of the greatest time.
"The other way for the clock to stop is if Wonder Woman loses control of
her bladder. We've put nearly 100 ounces of water in her system. Is that
enough? Who knows? But judging from the fact she asked to go to the
bathroom, I'd say there's something there. If she can last 20 minutes,
we'll take her to the bathroom and get ready for the next request. Can
you make it, Wonder Woman? We'll find out."
The camera then panned over to the heroine. She couldn't believe her
ears. Never had she imagined something like this, but she had to admit
if someone - like the Frenchmen - were out to humiliate her, this was
certainly a good way.
Using all her Amazonian training, she focused her mind elsewhere, trying
to ignore the discomfort in her loins. She thought about the desert, but
that only led to thinking about an oasis. So she thought about a meadow,
but that brought her to thinking about a spring in the meadow. She moved
to inner-city Washington D.C. in the summer, but that led her to think
about children playing in the fire hydrants.
Sweat beaded on her forehead. She glanced at the monitor and saw a
close-up of her face wincing. It felt like an eternity had passed, but
it had only been eight minutes. How could she make it? She was about to
burst.
At the 10-minute mark, Darrin started speaking again. "To help our
French friends, we've taken it upon ourselves to prod things along.
Boys?" With that, a couple of men in the rafter started dripping water
slowly on Wonder Woman's head and shoulders. It wasn't much - just a
couple of drops a second - but it only added to her frustration. The
Vampires also hit the play button on a CD player and ocean noises filled
the room.
Within another two minutes, Wonder Woman's face was sheer agony. She
started moaning audibly and her shoulders began to strain. She pulled
herself up in an attempt to alleviate some of the tension in her
bladder, but nothing really worked. The water dripping on her head and
shoulders and the ocean noises prevented her from concentrating on other
things.
Thirty seconds later, the ocean sounds were replaced with that of a
babbling brook. That was it. She couldn't take any more. Wonder Woman
groaned loudly and closed her eyes. The cameras, though, caught
everything.
It started as a puddle in her crotch, causing the light blue tights to
grow darker. The urine then trickled down her leg, puddling under her
feet. And once it started, Wonder Woman knew it wouldn't stop. She
started crying silent tears. It was one thing to be defeated, it was
another thing entirely to be humiliated this way.
Wonder Woman couldn't hear the cheering from the Vampires. They couldn't
believe it! The mighty Wonder Woman just pissed herself. And that wasn't
all.
Darrin coolly approached the Amazon, who still had her eyes closed in
humiliation. He made sure to avoid the puddle, but he reached up and
slid the sullied star-spangled briefs down her legs. Wonder Woman put up
no resistance.
"The French have curious notions about what makes a good trophy," he
said. "I understand completely why they would want these, though."
Darrin put the briefs in a plastic baggie, sealed it and tossed it to
Stik. As Wonder Woman was lowered to the mat, Darrin turned to the
camera. "That's three down, only two more to go. Gentlemen, your chance
to abuse America's premier heroine is running out. Get your bids in
NOW!"
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