Message-ID: <5247eli$9710291238@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: The Bear Subject: RP: Wonder Woman - Rules of the Game 4/5 (MMF NC MC MECHANICAL HUMIL) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii 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: <637i77$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 4 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. Only one thing saved her: The men, standing around and laughing at her predicament. Rage washed through the heroine, that she or any woman should be used as a toy for men's amusement. Even though her body was being ravished by the twin shafts impaling her, and she was under orders to be horney, the anger washed over the passion, dwarfing it. Bracing her legs against the unbreakable magical rope that bound them, she squeezed her knees together, like a wrestler doing a straight-leg scissors. Sparks flew and smoke billowed as she crushed the steel and plastic horse to mechanical junk. With a lurching screech of protesting machinery, it ground to a halt. She hadn't ridden this horse into the ground. She had killed it. "You killed my horse!", screamed Bobby Sue in the suddenly silent room. "You fucking whore, you killed my horse! You're going to pay for that!" Grabbing the lasso that still bound the amazon, she shouted an order, "Cum, you bitch! Cum! Again! Harder. Harder! Again. Again" Wonder Woman's superhuman body was rocked by the force of her climax, as wave after wave of orgasmic energy swept through her. Each orgasm tore away bits of her mind until her entire world had narrowed down to the voice that shouted orders at her, and the endless wave of sexual power that crashed through her, from the two dildoes still embedded in her all the way up her spine. Dimly, she heard someone telling the enraged woman to stop, and heard her reply, "I'm gonna make this bitch cum til she dies of it." Finally, the assault ended. Gasping for breath, she looked to see what had stopped the madness. It was Carlos, who had pulled the rope from Bobby Sue's hands. "You can rebuild the horse", he told her sternly. "She will pay for what she has done, but not that way." Turning to the exhausted amazon, he spoke very gently. "We have a rule, around here. If you ruin a film, you have to make it up somehow. Now, you owe my crew for their efforts. Get on your hands and knees." As Wonder Woman struggled to a kneeling position, under the compulsion of the lasso, she saw the camera crews moving towards her. Some of the were loosening their belts. "Great Hera", she thought. "What are they going to do?" Her fears were answered when Carlos peeled off her satin tights, removing the double dongs they had held in place. Sternly, he informed her, "You are going to make my entire crew happy. And, as each of them cums, you will cum. And each time you climax, you will climax harder, longer, and better than the time before. If you pass out before you are through, we will start over." Wonder Woman looked at the crew, at least a dozen horny men, in despair. She felt the first man enter her, doggy style. As he started to pump his manhood into her slick sheath, she clenched her pussy muscles, trying to bring him off quickly. "Whooee, she's tight.", the man called in delight. "never had one this good, virgin or not." Grabbing at her tits with both hands, he rocked her back onto his shaft, grinding his rod deep inside her. Wonder Woman felt the man pick up his pace, and felt an orgasm building inside her. Dreading it, but unable to stop it, she felt the man stiffen and jerk, shooting his load inside her. His passion was matched by her own, and her vagina clamped down on his cock, milking it for all it had. And, even though she desperately wanted him out of her, her reaction locked him in place, his cock being no match for her inhuman strength. He stayed, locked in her passionate prison until her own reaction subsided, before withdrawing and staggering to his feet. Almost at once, she felt a second man mount her, giving her no chance to rest. This time she realized that, in bringing the man off quickly, she had forced the same on her own body. She eased up on this man, hoping to buy herself some recovery time. Suddenly, she saw another cock being thrust into her face. Before she could protest, her head had been pulled back, and the massive member was forced into her mouth. "Go on, suck it!", came the order, and once again the helpless heroine was forced to obey. She began licking and sucking the shaft, from its furry base to the salty tip, trying her best to finish him off quickly. She reasoned that, the more men she could satisfy with her mouth, the fewer rapes her tired pussy would have to endure. Suddenly, she felt her body go into a double orgasm as both men came at once. She had forgotten that the men didn't have to cum inside her pussy to make her climax. They just had to cum. She tried to scream as the power ripped through her, her body in a spasm of unimaginable depth, but the cock in her mouth effectively corked her cries. Slowly, she released her twin lovers, sagging in the aftershock of her orgasm. The next man was considerate enough to let her catch her breath. She found that she needed it. He was huge, his glistening black cock nearly a foot in length and as big around as a small lemon. She felt her vaginal walls stretching as she received him. Inch by inch, he worked himself inside her. If she had been tight for the other man, she was all but impenetrable to this giant. Slowly, he began to pump, sliding the huge shaft a few inches into her, then backing it out a bit. Each stroke was a bit longer, and she felt her body responding once again. The shaft working her love tunnel invoked a terrible mixture of pleasure and pain with each movement, a sensation she hated and loved at the same time. Finally, after ten long, slow strokes, he suddenly slammed his huge cock into her, all the way to the hilt. She screamed as the sudden shock ripped through her, and she felt her orgasm building like a tidal wave. By his third full stroke, she was ready to climax. By his fifth, she was cumming, over and over again. She realized in horror that this wasn't the power of the lasso forcing her to match his climax. He wasn't close to climax. This was her own tired, abused body satisfying itself on his massive shaft. Finally, the two of them came together, the jerking of his cock matched by a roaring of blood in her ears, as she fought off unconsciousness. When he finally withdrew, she collapsed onto her stomach, completely spent. After several seconds she tried to get up again, the power of the lasso compelling her. But this time she was held down, and rolled onto her back. A suitor straddled her midsection, slapping his cock in between her breasts. Grabbing a massive gland in each hand, he pressed them together, completely enveloping his member in tit flesh, and began to pump. Even as she stared at the red cock-head peeking in and out of her mounds, she felt her legs being spread, and she was penetrated again. With a cry of pure animal lust, she came again, even as the man spewed streams of white cum onto her face. The force of her orgasm made her vaginal muscled contract, driving her other lover over the edge as well, and she was caught in another double orgasm. As they dismounted, laughing at her, she tried to buy time by rolling over, and resuming her kneeling position. Quickly, another man knelt in front of her, and again she was forced to swallow her pride and suck the man to climax. This time, however, was worse. The man who mounted her from behind had grabbed her plush ass cheeks, spreading them wide, and was trying to push himself into her tightly puckered asshole. Desperately, she clenched her rear entry tight, dreading the command that she knew was coming, the order to let this man butt-fuck her. But the order didn't come. The man in her mouth did, and so did she, even harder than she had with the giant. When she was finished, her would-be anal-assailant switched to the front, saving her from that additional indignity. Finally, after an endless stream of mind-numbing orgasms, her body stiff and caked with slippery and dried sperm, the assault stopped. Looking around the room, she saw the survivors of her one-woman orgy laying around, recovering slowly. With no orders currently in effect, the incredible amazon slowly climbed to her feet, and began looking for her clothes. Turning around, she saw Bobby Sue holding her outfit in one hand, and the end of the lasso in the other. Before she could think to shed the rope, she heard the order, "Cum, you bitch! It's my turn now. Cum, and keep on cumming until you can't!" The world vanished in a stream of orgasmic shocks that washed her from where she was to heaven, hell, and oblivion. End of Chapter 4 -- +--------------' 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> /