Message-ID: <5244eli$9710291235@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: The Bear Subject: RP: Wonder Woman - Rules of the Game 3/5 (MMMMMF NC MC BD) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-URL: news:alt.sex.stories.moderated?ALL Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <637i6r$6gj@suriname.earthlink.net> Disclaimer: This story contains material of a sexual nature, and depicts graphic nudity, sex, and adult situations. If you are below the legal age to view such materials, please stop now. If you object to either sexual situations, or the depiction of cultural icons like Wonder Woman in such situations, stop reading now. If you choose to disregard this warning, you are about average. Wonder Woman is trademarked and copyrighted by Detective Comics. Any commercial use of the name or likeness without the expressed written consent of DC is a violation of US Copyright law. Feel free to archive this for your personal use, but do not distribute, and do not charge for its use. This being my first multi-part, full length story,all comments are welcome. E-Mail: thkbear@earthlink.net Wonder Woman: The Rules of the Game Chapter 3 When Wonder Woman awoke, she was alone in her cell. The chains were gone, and her clothes were piled nearby. Quickly, she donned her star-spangled outfit, slipped on her red boots, and was ready to kick some butt! The door the cell was heavy, made of metal- clad wood, and strong enough that it would take a battering ram to take it down. With a single kick of her red-booted foot, it was out of its frame, and embedded in the wall across the hall. She strode through the dust cloud the destruction had raised, certain that she had the pornographer's attention. Suddenly, she felt something slip over her head, and heard a sharp order, "Hold it right there!". To her surprise, she had to obey. She had been roped with her own golden lasso. A tall, busty woman stepped up, reeling in the magic rope as she did so, keeping the tension on. Diana saw that the woman was dressed in tight jeans, a plaid shirt, and a cowboy hat and boots. "Well, this thing really works.", she said, smiling at the effects of the enchanted lasso. "Is it true that you have to do whatever I say when you're tied with this?" "Yes", Wonder Woman replied numbly. She would have liked to deny it, but the golden rope controlled her, forcing her to answer truthfully. "Well, lets get you a hat to go with your boots and this nice rope, and see how well you ride. Come on." Tugging on the rope, she lead the helpless heroine away. At the end of the hall was a large room. There were several cameras set up on one side. The other side was set up like an old western saloon, and Wonder Woman had a dark premonition of who was going to be ridden, and who was going to mount her. Again, she was surprised. Her captor was as good as her word. She handed Wonder Woman a set of silver spurs, and a white Stetson hat, and ordered her to put them on. While she was preparing, two men wheeled out a large, plastic horse, a "bucking bronco" ride like the ones found in country-western bars. Wonder Woman had ridden horses on Paradise island, and in America around World War II, and knew that she could handle anything this electric replica could dish out. But, she also recognized that she had been burned by her own overconfidence several times recently, so she waited to see what was in store. "Just hop right up there, Wondy!", came the command, and the Amazing Amazon was forced to obey. With a single super-leap, she sprang into the saddle, landing like the expert she was. "Whew, looks like our old bronco might be overmatched. Maybe we should retire him to stud service, huh?" The joke wasn't lost on the camera crew, who laughed and grinned at the crude humor. "Take these, and put them where they belong, ok WW?", came the command. Wonder Woman would have recoiled in shock at what she was handed, if the lasso had allowed it. In her hands were two vibrating dildoes, one slightly smaller than the other. "What do you want me to do with these?" she asked with a feeling of impending doom. "I want you to put the big one up your big hole, and the little one up your little hole", came the jovial reply. Choosing to misunderstand, Wonder Woman opened her mouth and started to slip the larger vibrator inside. The crew laughed at the sight of the famous beauty giving head to a sex-toy. "That's not what I meant, Wondy", the cowgirl ordered, "though it does look nice an nasty when you do that. So, now that you got it lubricated, put it down between your legs, inside them stretchy pants o' yours, and slip it all the way in. Then you put the other one into that nice, soft ass o yours, and we'll see how you ride." Compelled to obey the humiliating order, Wonder Woman pressed the quivering member into her love tunnel, gasping at it's size and motion. The second one was smaller, but the opening was tighter as well. It played her puckered rectum at the very edge of pain, and protruded several inches. As she settled her weight onto the saddle, the leather seat pressed both cocks into her, starting a buzz down there that ran without batteries. The cowgirl adjusted the stirrups so that Wonder Woman wouldn't fall out of the saddle, but couldn't stand up out of it either, then looped the golden lasso around her prisoner's feet, securing her to the horse. "Well, Wondy, it looks like we're ready. Here's the rules of the game. I'm gonna run this horse for five minutes. Every time you cum, I add five minutes. When you can ride it to the end, we let you off." "Hey Bobby Sue", called one of the camera men, "We only have four hours of tape." This brought a wave of laughter from everyone, except Wonder Woman. "Well", continued Bobby Sue, good naturedly, "I'll get things started. First, though, you get a head start. Get Horney!" The force of the order coursed through the amazon's body and mind, and suddenly the vibrators inside her were impossible to ignore. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as passion washed through her. "Hornier!" came the order, and again, the amazon was forced to obey. Finally, with a "Ye Hah!", Bobby Sue turned on the mechanical horse. Normally Wonder Woman could have ridden any horse, real or not, into the ground. Her amazon strength and endurance were more than a match for any equine, be it flesh or steel. But this tested a different type of endurance, and the commands she had received weakened her resolve. As the horse bucked, it drove the vibrators deep into Wonder Woman's body, alternating them front and back. She struggled to move with the beast, to halt the assault on her virtue and her sanity, but Bobby Sue kept changing the pace of the tireless machine. After less than a minute, the Princess of Paradise Island was at the edge of climax, fighting it every inch of the way. Suddenly the horse changed pace again, bouncing her straight up and down in the saddle, and driving both shafts home at once. With an animal scream, Wonder Woman came, her back arching as the twin pistons drove her love engine past its limit. Even though she had succumbed, the horse continued on, relentlessly, trying to bring her to ecstasy again. And succeeding. She felt it well up in her even as the first orgasm subsided. Clenching her teeth, she tried to keep this one quiet, but failed. Again, the huge dildo was driven into her love tunnel right to the hilt, and again she succumbed to the unaccustomed assault. She came three times in rapid succession, each one bringing a scream of passion from her lips. Just when she was about to cum again, the horse stopped. "Well, Wondy ma girl, you sure are a screamer. And hot? We haven't been at this two minutes, and already you're twenty minutes in the hole. So, I'm gonna give you a break for a moment. And while we wait, tell me Wonder-bra, are those juggs real? I bet they'll bounce real nice when the horse gets going. Take that thing off." The twin dildoes inside her made sure that she got no relief on her 'break', but they weren't as bad when the horse was still. Still, she was close to the edge, and they wouldn't let her rest. Slowly, she took off her top, trying to turn herself away from the jeering men, and their cameras. "You sure took your time with that. But that's ok. Now play with them things a bit. Work em good. Do it like you enjoy it." The Amazing Amazon clutched at her own tits, mashing and kneading them with both hands. Compelled by the power of her golden bonds, she squeezed and twisted her nipples, trying to pleasure herself. With the vibrators still working inside her, she quickly brought herself to the edge of orgasm, and with an animal scream, tumbled over it. As she recovered from her latest bout with passion, she heard the her tormentor say, „Hold on, WW. I got just what you need, right here.¾ Turning to Bobby Sue, Wonder Woman saw that the evil lady had more in mind for her. She held two miniature lassos in her hands, tied from light string. As Wonder Woman sat by helplessly, the nooses were tied onto her stiff nipples, then secured behind her neck, pulling the tips of her tits upwards. Suddenly, a voice yelled, "Ride em, cowgirl!", and her mount leapt into motion. She tried to hold on, but the powerful machine again drove the quivering members deep into her pussy, and her tender ass. And worse, now her own massive breasts were leaping unbound in response to the movement of the horse. Every swoop and bounce of the horse caused her tits to pull on the nipple-lines, tweaking them constantly. Every rebound sent them almost into her face, making it hard to keep her balance. Wild horses couldn't have dragged her this low, but a mechanical horse had, and would soon force her into an insane series of orgasmic shocks that would render her all but mindless. She felt it building, knew that it was coming, and she knew that the longer she fought it, the worse it would be. End of Chapter 3 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /