WONDER WOMAN -- Live By Request, Ch. 6
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CHAPTER SIX
With the camera off, the Vampires began high-fiving each other. This was
too much to believe. They figured they'd make a little money, but no one
actually believed they could get the Amazon princess to go along with
everything they said. In truth, most of them figured they would have to
record killing her (if that was possible) and sell that video. Sure,
that would be a big seller, but humiliating Wonder Woman was even
better.
Wonder Woman, though, was devastated. For years, she had prided herself
on her dignity and, in the course of one evening, much of that had been
stripped away. Plus, the villains' plans of breaking her will were
beginning to take root. Even Wonder Woman realized she wasn't as focused
as she was earlier in the evening. Although the men guarding Kathy were
much more relaxed, the Amazon knew she didn't have the mental sharpness
to make a move.
"I've got to sharpen up," she thought as she sat on the mat. Then she
looked at her puddle of piss and despaired. "How can I? They've made me
perform oral sex, used my body in a perverse manner and even forced my
own body to betray me. But I'm an Amazon. I have been trained to focus
on a situation and make the most of it. I've just got to concentrate."
Darrin brought Wonder Woman another pair of her blue starred tights and
asked her to put them on. She gladly obliged, although she knew it
wasn't any generosity on the criminal's part. She was merely a prop in
his sick plan.
As she put her briefs back on, she again surveyed the scene. The
Vampires' discipline was definitely loosening up. Kathy had slumped in a
corner and none of the guards were even watching her. The path to her
belt was fairly open, too.
Wonder Woman stood slowly to pull her briefs up. When she had finished,
she moved her hands up to her hair as if to make sure everything was in
place. With suddenness, though, she took off her tiara and hurled it at
Kathy's captors. As if in one motion, she hurdled a guard and dashed for
her belt.
The tiara caught each guard flush in the jaw, knocking both of them out.
Most of the Vampires were either too stunned to react or still unaware
of what was going on. The Amazon ducked between two guards and snatched
her magic belt off the wall. She then flipped towards Kathy, hoping to
reach her before the shots started flying.
She nearly made it. The only thing that stopped her from saving Kathy
was the awareness of Cap. From across the room, he saw Wonder Woman
throw her tiara. As soon as he saw that, he knew she was making her move
and broke for Kathy. By the time Wonder Woman had landed a couple of
feet from the pregnant woman, Cap was by Kathy, his automatic pointed at
her temple.
"Back up or she gets it," Cap yelled. Everyone froze, waiting for the
Amazon's move.
"One kick would probably do it," she thought. Wonder Woman knew she was
quick enough to get rid of Cap's threat, but she also knew the snipers
in the rafters were trained on Kathy again. And the way they were spread
out, Wonder Woman wasn't positive she could stop every bullet.
Slowly, Wonder Woman hung her head, dropped the belt and backed up a few
steps. Several guards swarmed her and pulled her back towards the mat in
the middle of the room. Kathy began to weep quietly.
"That wasn't very nice, Wonder Bread," Darrin said. "You'll have to be
punished for that."
"What more can you do?" she responded defiantly. "You seem intent on
destroying my reputation and you're playing with the life of an innocent
woman and her unborn child. I doubt anything else you have in mind can
be any worse."
"Oh, things can get worse," Darrin assured. "I don't know exactly what
to do yet, but I'll figure something out. Stik, where do we stand?"
"I think we've got a winner," the assistant replied.
"Then let's get this show back on the road. I'll deal with you later,
Wonder Bread."
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Before returning to the air, Darrin handed Wonder Woman a duplicate of
her magic belt and ordered her to put it on. He then leaned in to
whisper in her ear.
"You try anything like that again, I have no choice but to kill the
girl," he said. "And I'm keeping one camera rolling at all times on you
so that if you try anything, it will be replayed over and over how you
let an innocent woman die."
Wonder Woman grimaced. She knew the villain was dangerous enough to do
something like that and she also knew that although most people would
probably forgive her, she could never forgive herself for the death of
an innocent civilian.
When he thought his warning had sunk in, Darrin returned in front of the
camera, took the next request from Stik and began.
"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. It was a bit exciting here as
Wonder Woman tried to save the day, but the quick thinking of Cap
thwarted the threat. All that means is the Amazon whore is still around
to take your requests. Mr. Stik, I believe you said we have a winner?"
"Yes, we do," Stik answered. "This one comes to us from a prominent New
York crime family who asked to remain anonymous. Their request reads,
'Wonder Woman has had such a rough time tonight it breaks our heart. She
has brought us so much misery here in New York with her meddling, and
all we've wanted is to bring her pleasure. Our request, for $25 million,
is for her to pleasure herself.' "
"Ooooohhh," Darrin said. "Watch Wonder Woman masturbate? That sounds
like a good idea. The problem is, how will we know if she's faking it?"
Darrin started rubbing his chin, as if deep in thought. "How will we
know? How will we know? Hey! I've got an idea! Let's use … her magic
lasso!"
The Vampires began applauding. They had seen how well her lasso had
worked earlier in the evening when it was used on her to divulge her
secret identity. Now it would be used in a more erotic fashion.
Wonder Woman, meanwhile, was appalled. How could she get out of this?
Could she even hope to?
Darrin approached and asked Wonder Woman to slip the lasso around one
ankle. "We don't want to interfere with any important body parts," he
joked. Once the lasso was secure, Darrin went to work.
"Wonder Woman, earlier tonight you told us you masturbate about once a
week, is that correct?"
"Yes," she replied timidly, her cheeks blushing.
"Now, I want you to close your eyes and listen to me." She immediately
obeyed Darrin's command. "When you open your eyes, you will imagine you
are on patrol. I want you to open up your thoughts to me. Tell me
everything you're thinking. Tell us what it is that would lead you to
masturbate. Now, open your eyes."
When Wonder Woman opened her eyes, she was on patrol … at least she was
in her mind. "I'm going rooftop to rooftop, listening for noises that
would lead me to think a crime was taking place. It's a quiet night and
the temperature is pleasant. On nights like this, I always seem to end
up at Oak and 23rd. It's not too far out of the way, but it's got a
couple of nicer apartment buildings.
"There's a corner alcove on top of the Ireland Book Store building that
allows me to see into the Warrington Apartment Complex without being
seen. Each night at 1 a.m., a man named Scott Chaudhry exercises in the
nude. Gods, is his body exquisite! Aphrodite never created a more
beautiful man. His face is unique. His stomach is ripped, his buttocks
are firm and his penis is … is …"
"Is what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin prodded.
"Perfect!" she finally said, her eyes beginning to gleam from
excitement.
"What do you do?"
"Gods, look at it! It's bouncing to and fro, swinging free." Wonder
Woman backed up until her back was against a gym wall. She quickly
glanced left and right, as if looking to make sure no one was watching.
She then turned back towards the camera and moved her hands up to her
chest. She ran her hands over the outside of her bustier and down her
abdomen.
"Look at it," she repeated. "The jumping jacks he is doing make it
bounce. What would it be like for THAT to be inside me?" Wonder Woman
slipped a hand inside her top and began massaging her left nipple. As
she touched her nipple, a camera closed in to watch.
"Oh, God, now he's doing push-ups," she said. "Notice how it dangles
there each time he comes up? And he does 50 in less than 90 seconds …
impressive for a normal human." Her left hand continued tugging gently
with her nipple as her right hand snaked down towards her crotch.
"Now come the sit-ups," Wonder Woman continued. "Look how his stomach
muscles work in unison. Look how his testicles and penis are barely
visible, but still look amazing!" With that, she inserted her hand into
her briefs, the camera capturing each move as she inserted one, then two
fingers into her pussy.
Wonder Woman's breathing picked up. "Now it's the arm curls," she said.
"Twenty-pound weights, 40 reps. His arms are amazing. The veins come out
only at the maximum exertion. Otherwise he's completely in control. And
the rest of his body. Oooooo," she moaned in pleasure. "Oh, the rest of
his body."
Wonder Woman's fingers began picking up speed, moving in and out of her
pussy. She quickly glanced left and right again, then pulled her briefs
down to her knees, giving herself more room to maneuver.
"Now <pant, pant> the final exercise of the evening," she began. "The
self-gratification. Oh, GOD! He moves his hand up his chest to his
nipples." Wonder Woman followed suit, pulling her top down slightly to
free her breasts. She began rubbing her nipples more forcefully.
"Now he moves his hand down his chest to his … his …"
"His what, Wonder Woman?" Darrin asked.
"His COCK," she spat out, suddenly grinning like a schoolgirl who said a
dirty word. "And he begins moving his hand back and forth. And back and
forth. And back and forth. " Wonder Woman then began following suit,
moving her fingers back inside her pussy, which was now obviously wet
with desire. The camera gave a close-up and a microphone was moved close
to her thighs, providing a faint squishy sound effect that would be
replayed again and again for the impressive quality.
"Now he's speeding up," Wonder Woman continued. "I've got to keep up."
Her moans began to grow louder and she took her hand offer her breast
and put it on the wall behind her to further brace herself. Wonder
Woman's hips began gyrating as she used her first two fingers to frig
herself.
"Oooo! Ooohh! Ooohh my GOD!" the Amazon exclaimed. "Oh, God. He's about
to ejaculate! OHH! OHHH! OHH! OOOOHHHHOOOOHHHHH!!!!"
Wonder Woman's body spasmed and her knees bent. She doubled over as if
she was in pain, but instead it was an orgasm the likes of which few men
in the room had ever seen from a woman. And, as much of the video had
been this evening, the camera coverage was impeccable. America's heroine
masturbating and cumming on screen was unbelievable. Even Darrin found
himself envying Scott Chaudhry, whoever the hell he was.
As the Amazon recovered her senses, Darrin asked, "Wonder Woman, what
does Scott Chaudhry do? How did you come to find out about his peculiar
exercise habits?"
"He is an accountant," Wonder Woman replied. "He was arrested for raping
a woman a couple of years ago, but he got off when the woman
disappeared. I began watching him, following his movements. After a
period of time, it became apparent he would not lead us to the woman. I
moved on to other things, but his body was so captivating I found myself
giving in to the carnal pleasures. It's only on slow nights and I only
watch, so it's not hurting anyone."
Darrin only smiled. He had found his punishment.
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