Message-ID: <16681eli$9810200531@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: gwalb25@my-dejanews.com Subject: Wonder Woman's Gallant Knight 2 of 3 M/F F/F F/m n/c Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <70gl8u$mpq$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com> Wonder Woman's Gallant Knight part 2 of 3 by GW Although just oozing with syrupy sentimentality, this story contains violence, M/F rape, F/F N/C and F/m erotic scenes. It is meant for and should only be read by m The two friends skated around the subject for the next few days. Then, almost a week later, as they were walking home together, Gerry said quietly. "Diana, I know we sort of silently agreed not to talk about it, but you see that black car back there, going kind of slow, behind us? Well, I've noticed that same car was following you last night too. There's two men and a woman in it. They look kinda' suspicious to me. It might be more of a job for Wonder Woman, if you, by any chance, know how to get hold of her." Diana grinned. "This wouldn't just be a chance for you to see your hero Wonder Woman up close again, would it?" "Aaww Diana you know I wouldn't do somethin' like that!" Gerry said, feeling just a little guilty, because the idea of seeing Wonder Woman up close did excite him, even if she really was his chum, Diana. Diana stopped and knelt down as though retying her shoe lace, and unobtrusively glanced back at the car. Gerry remembered how many times, before he guessed the reason, he'd almost blurted out. "Geez Diana, why do you have to wear those shoes like my gramma used to wear, and those thick, tan, cotton stockings, all baggy around the ankles? It makes your legs look like table legs. No wonder that Steve guy thinks your part of the office furniture." He'd always bit his tongue, though. He could never come out and say something that would hurt Diana's feelings. He'd learned that even though she seemed so confident and competent, she was very sensitive. He'd sometimes see tears behind her glasses, when even a stranger, said anything mean to her. As these thoughts flashed through Gerry's mind, Diana stood up and said. "O. K. I think you're right about the car. I'm going in that alley and see if I can"get hold" of Wonder Woman." She winked at Gerry as she said it. "You keep on walking, though, as if nothing happened. Don't run, but get as far away as you can. You don't have bulletproof, Amazon bracelets, like Wonder Woman does." "O. K.!" Gerry answered, disappointed that he might miss seeing Wonder Woman in action at close range. He knew, though, that Diana always seemed to know what she was talking about. As Diana disappeared into the alley, he started up the street again, although he did drag his feet some. But when Diana disappeared into the alley, the car speeded up, until it came even with Gerry. Too late, Gerry tried to dodge into a nearby alley himself, but the two men jumped out of the car, and grabbed him, before he could get away. As Gerry struggled, he caught a glimpse of a flash of light from the other alley down the street, and he wasn't too scared. The woman got out of the car and stood to one side, watching, as the men worked to subdue Gerry. He put up a good fight, though, kicking and punching them, until one man hit him with the side of a pistol. Gerry saw stars, and the man twisted his arm behind his back, and put the gun to his head. "Stand still, you little bastard!" He ordered in a guttural bark. A second later, Wonder Woman sped out of the alley. She glanced up the street, and saw Gerry struggling with the two men. Suddenly, her heart leaped into her throat. "Oh no! They've got Gerry! Dear Hera, how could I have been so stupid? I thought they were after me." Forgetting everything, but her concern for her young friend, Wonder Woman dashed heedlessly down the street. By the time she reached the spot where the woman was standing, one of the men was holding a gun to Gerry's head. "Halt there!" The man with the gun barked. "Or I will shoot the boy." Wonder Woman halted indecisively. "Please Hera! Don't let them hurt Gerry!" She breathed fervently. In her sick fear for Gerry, she concentrated all her attention on the man with the gun, paying scant attention to the squat woman, who was, now, right behind her. Suddenly the woman smashed a blackjack into the base of Wonder Woman's skull. The gallant, Amazon Princess stumbled forward a step or two, but then fell to her knees. Even as Wonder Woman's legs buckled, the woman unsnapped the clasp of her Amazon Girdle, source of her extraordinary powers. As Wonder Woman felt her powers drain away, her dazed mind snapped back to full reality. "Merciful Minerva! She has Hera's Girdle. Got to get it back!" Wonder Woman jumped to her feet and grabbed desperately for the girdle, just as the woman tossed it to her male accomplice. "Carl, lock that in the car trunk, where she can't get at it!" The woman snapped. "We lost this Yankee Bitch once before, when some fool waved it under her nose after we captured her! Hans you just hold on to that boy! Leave this bitch to me! Now that I have stripped away her super powers, I can easily handle this Yankee trash! It will be a pleasure to show her what a woman of the Master Race can do!" "Ja Frau Colonel!" Snapped the man holding the Amazon Girdle, but rather a slow thinking individual, he stood there a minute holding the Golden Girdle and the attached Magic Lasso in his hands. Seething with fury, Wonder Woman wanted more than anything to wipe that smirk off that arrogant woman's face. Hera's Girdle, the greatest treasure of Paradise Island, entrusted to her by her Mother, the Queen of the Amazons, as a sacred obligation, was, of course, the paramount objective. Without even thinking, Wonder Woman started to race toward the man holding it. Her long, red-booted legs were still trembling from the shock of the brutal blow to the base of her skull, though, and before she could take more than two steps, the female Nazi Colonel caught Wonder Woman's arm from behind, and spun her around . "Come back Fraulein Amazon! Colonel Euta is not finished with you yet! I must bind you and make you my prisoner." The woman, calling herself Colonel Euta, chortled. Wonder Woman's cobalt-blue eyes blazed dangerously, and she retorted. "I'm not your prisoner yet, you Nazi Witch, and you'll find binding an Amazon is no easy task." Exerting all her imperious will, the raven haired Amazon ignored the shakiness in her legs, as Euta menacingly raised hr pudgy fists,. Before Wonder Woman could concentrate her depleted strength, Euta was on her, letting loose a flurry of awkward looking punches. Even without her full Amazon powers, Wonder Woman could have dealt with the clumsy attack easily, if her reflexes were not still retarded by the cowardly blow to her head. Her arms moved too slowly, and Euta's fists drove through her defenses, striking her mid-section with surprising power. Wonder Woman gagged and choked as Euta's fists drove into her unprotected belly. Powerfully ridged, abdominal muscles went limp, and turned to mushy softness. The gallant Amazon almost passed out from the force of Euta's punches. Her tall Junoesque form broke at the waist. Her knees knocked together, and her arms fluttered aimlessly. As she tottered back a step, the Nazi Colonel seized the blue and gold bodice of Wonder Woman's brief costume and pulled the bigger woman up close to her. Her piggy eyes glared triumphantly up into her foe's face. She smashed her fist into Wonder Woman's jaw. Then her fat knee drove upward, like a jackhammer into Wonder woman's defenseless lower body. She struck, again and again, until Wonder Woman thought the pain would never stop. Breathless, she gurgled helplessly, her lungs on fire for air. Her enormous bosom heaved and quivered in her anguish. Wonder Woman would have fallen, if Euta's hands hadn't braced her. Holding Wonder Woman's doubled over body, with one hand, Euta callously smacked her across the face, snapping her head to one side. Seeing the effect on her enemy of one slap, Euta let loose with a volley of slaps, back and forth. Wonder Woman's head tossed this way and that, her long raven hair snapping in the night air. Her ears were ringing and her eyes blurred with tears of pain. A trickle of blood ran down her chin, from a cut on her full, pink, lower lip. She gasped breathlessly at the stinging pain. Euta backed Wonder Woman against the brick wall of the silent building. Desperately, the battered Amazon tried to protect her face, and ward off the fierce barrage. Unable to reach her foe's face, Euta repeatedly drove her fist into Wonder Woman's midriff, with air hammer force. Euta's rough left hand pressed against her heaving bosom, pinning her to the wall. Wonder Woman's trembling, limp body absorbed the numbing barrage of gut punches like a sponge. When she tried to fend Euta off, she found she no longer had any strength in her strongly etched arms. Much as she enjoyed punishing and dominating the hated Yankee superheroine, Euta knew this wasn't the time or place for personal pleasure. Duty to the Reich called. She finally released her foe's magnificent body. As soon as Euta withdrew her supporting hands, Wonder Woman pitched face first to the sidewalk. Her big, shapely body writhed on the cold pavement, as she sought to draw her long legs up under her, to somehow ease the awful cramps in her stomach. Gerry helplessly watched the Nazi woman beat Wonder Woman to the ground. He had a sick lump in his throat, seeing a hated Nazi triumph over the revered American Heroine, he idolized. Worse, was seeing his dear friend Diana enduring such a terrible beating. In addition to pain and suffering, Diana's eyes reflected sick shock, at finding out an evil, mortal woman could triumph over an Amazon Princess in combat. The gross Nazi woman knelt down, pressing her knee on the star-spangled girl's throat. She echoed her triumph, with a snarl and a sneer. "Ja Fraulein Yankee Superwoman. I whipped you good! Nein? It takes more than big, jiggling titties to win a fight with Euta!" Wonder Woman struggled to get loose, but Euta's knee was immovable, crushing her white throat, as she helplessly kicked her long, red-booted legs. Euta pulled out her blackjack again. Gerry saw Diana flinch, involuntarily. "Leave her alone you Gestapo Bitch!" Gerry cried. The Nazi woman laughed and smashed the blackjack across the side of Diana's head. Gerry heard Wonder Woman's small moan, and then her kicking legs dropped limply to the ground. Diana looked so small and helpless lying there, Gerry wanted to cry. Colonel Euta rose from the still figure and rapidly removed Wonder Woman's Tiara and Amazon Bracelets. "Ja you won't stop any more bullets with these, Fraulein Wonder Woman!" She grunted in satisfaction. She replaced the Amazon Bracelets on Diana's wrists, with a pair of handcuffs pulled from her Trench Coat pocket. Then in a loud command, Euta ordered. "Get rid of that kid, and lets get her in the car. We've got what we want!" The Nazi holding Gerry dragged him into the nearest alley. Gerry saw a huge fist coming at his face. He moved his head a trifle and the fist grazed his jaw. He fell on the ground. He was dazed, but still awake. He knew enough to lie doggo, and the Nazi left him lying there in the dirty alley. As soon as the man was out of the alley, Gerry crawled to the edge and peeked out. The men were already shoving the helpless, unconscious Wonder Woman into the back seat of the car. The men pinned her between them in back, while Euta put the rest of Wonder Woman's gear in the car trunk, locked it, and got behind the wheel. "Oh Geez I've got to follow them somehow! They'll kill Diana, or torture her, to make her talk." Was Gerry's agonized thought. Even, as the car door slammed shut, Gerry crept out of the alley, staying low, so the three Nazis couldn't see him. As the car engine started, Gerry climbed onto the back bumper. He held on to the handle of the trunk. The car took off with a roar, and Gerry almost lost his grip. Somehow he held on. He still had his newspaper bag hanging round his neck, and the heavy wrench in the bottom banged painfully against his side. He was relieved to feel it was still there, though. It was a nerve- racking trip; the car traveled at high speed through the deserted city. With gas rationing in effect, auto traffic was almost nonexistent this late at night. The car ran red lights, and swerved to avoid the occasional pedestrian. Gerry was getting sick to his stomach from the giddy ride. It was worse than trying to keep up with Diana on horseback. After about fifteen minutes, the car sped around a corner on two wheels. Gerry felt his fingers slipping. "Oh no!" He almost said aloud. It was no use; he flew through the air and landed in bruised pile on the curb. Cursing himself for his clumsiness, Gerry watched the car speed away, down the street. Hurt though he was he picked himself up and made after it, hopelessly certain he'd never catch it. The red taillights were soon out of sight, but Gerry kept doggedly on, sometimes running, sometimes walking. As he tried to get his breath, all he could think of was Diana. "If they hurt her, its my fault. If she wasn't so worried about me, she 'd never have let that Nazi Bitch snatch her belt like that." Gerry went on almost hopelessly for another half hour. "I'll never find them now!" He lamented silently, nearly in tears. Then he saw the car. It was parked in a side street. He looked at it warily, then crept closer. It was empty. "Well they must be around here, somewhere." He thought. "Unless they switched cars, but they were using this car last night too. They must have thought it was safe." Methodically, Gerry began to search the neighborhood. During the journey to the Nazi spynest, Wonder Woman gradually came to. She pretended she was still unconscious, though, hoping. "Maybe they'll give me a chance to get away, or get my girdle back, somehow!" Diana heard the Nazi woman ask from up front. "Did you slit her friend's throat, in that alley, Hans?" Wonder Woman's heart almost stopped in terror. "No, no, not Gerry!" She screamed silently Hans mumbled something inaudible. "I asked you a question Hans!" The cold hard female voice snapped, again. "Nein, Mein Colonel! I didn't think he was any threat." "Thank Hera!" Wonder Woman breathed in silent thanksgiving. "Ach! No you are right! You didn't think! Why do they give me such stupid, incompetent fools. Ja, I know, it is because I am a woman." Colonel Euta growled. When Euta finally pulled the car up to the curb, she snapped. "I will get out first, and get her things from the trunk. Wait until I have gone inside for a minute, then bring the Yankee cow inside!" The woman's sneer grated on Diana's Amazon pride, still smarting from the beating Euta had given her. "Hera forgive me!" Wonder Woman prayed. "How could I let that fat witch beat me up like that? Even without my girdle, I'm bigger and stronger than she is." As she agonized over her humiliating failure, Diana kept herself perfectly still. The thought of her Girdle so near was excruciating, but handcuffed, and pinned between the two Nazi's, there was nothing she could do right now, but bide her time. Diana heard the trunk slam. She chanced a peek, and saw Euta outside the car window. Her arms were full, but she paused to slip the car keys into her trench coat pocket. A few moments later, the men roughly lifted Diana out of the car, and carried her into a small private house, set between two warehouses. The building belonged to an Axis sympathizer, and was used as a safe house by Nazi spies in the Nation's very Capital. . As they carried her through the door of the main room, Diana peeked again, and caught a glimpse of Euta bent over, and just locking a wooden chest in the corner. The fat Nazi hung the key from a chain around her neck. Diana realized she must get that key and get the chest open, to get back her things. In her present predicament, that might prove difficult, if not impossible. She racked her brain for some idea. Now that the dangerous Amazon weapons were safely locked away, Euta pulled off her trench coat and slant-brimmed hat, and threw them on a chair. Beneath the coat, she wore a man's white shirt with epaulettes, short black skirt, much too short in view of her lumpy thighs, and knee-length jackboots. There was a short, riding whip stuck into the top of one boot. She'd tried to cinch her fat waist with a wide, leather belt, complete with holstered pistol Her mannish outfit grave her a pseudo- military air. The men dumped Diana's inert body on a couch. She lay there, unmoving, in a twisted heap. Colonel Euta snapped. "Take those handcuffs off her, and see if the little bitch is awake, yet!" "I'll 'little bitch' you!" Wonder Woman seethed. One of the men unsnapped the cuffs and laid them aside. Then he shook her, but Diana still pretended to be unconscious. During her struggles with Euta, and in being carried by the two men, Wonder Woman's brief, blue satin tights, had become wedged in the tight crevice between her generous buttocks, leaving her provocative derriere nearly bare. The man callously slapped one of her muscular, nearly nude, bottom cheeks. The crack of his hand was audible throughout the room. Wonder Woman's big, blue eyes snapped open, in furious indignation. "How dare you? Keep you're filthy paws off me, you Ugly Ape!" She raged and sat up erect on the couch. "Temper, temper, Fraulein!" Euta laughed. "So you are awake, after all. Bad Girl trying to fool us like that. We were worried about you." Wonder Woman glared at the Nazi. If only she could get her hands around that pudgy neck, she'd worry her, all right! The Colonel looked down at the angry Amazon speculatively, as though making a decision. She was thinking. "Without that girdle, she's harmless enough, even for these two dumbkoffs. She can't get the girdle, without the key, and I have that." Abruptly, she made up her mind. "I have some work to do in my office." Euta said to her two flunkies. You two entertain our guest, if you wish. Don't kill her though, she is very valuable to the Reich." Euta turned and left the room, thinking. "Let those two apes have their fun. That should soften that haughty bitch up. She'll be eager to cooperate with me, when they get finished with her." Wonder Woman missed the significance of the Colonel's order. Despite, acute intelligence and wide reading about the outside world, Diana hadn't been away from her sheltered Amazon home long enough to lose all of her maidenly innocense. It never occurred to her, that any woman would deliberately encourage these two brutes to forcibly indulge their most bestial desires with another woman, against her will. If anything, Euta's departure made Diana more optimistic. She looked around the room. "With these two guarding me, I should be able to escape. They're pretty stupid." Wonder Woman thought. Then she noticed the way they were looking at her. She felt he flesh crawl Suddenly, she wished her costume wasn't so revealing. Hans licking his lips hungrily, came close to her. Diana could smell his offensive, unwashed body. She wet her lips nervously. She sat up in the sofa, tensely waiting to see what he'd do. "Ja, Fraulein. You have big boobies!" He said. "I like big boobies. Why don't you show them to me?" The man reached out and rested his cupped hand on the golden eagle adorning Wonder Woman's abbreviated bodice. "Get your hand off me, you filthy animal!" Wonder Woman shouted furiously. The man smacked her across the mouth. "You have a big mouth Fraulein! Best you keep it shut!" The slap stung her face, and Wonder Woman put her hand up to her mouth. The man shoved his fingers into her bodice, and ripped it down to her waist. Wonder Woman jumped to her feet, enraged and indignant that any man would dare such liberties with an Amazon Princess. She crossed he arms over her bosom, covering her breasts protectively. "You stay away from me!" She demanded shrilly. "If you dare touch me again, you'll pay dearly for it!" "No, no! I don't think so, Fraulein. Do not cover your boobies! Let me see them!" The man made another move toward her, and Wonder Woman backed away. She was furious and indignant, but there was also a cold knot in her stomach, and her armpits were hot and wet with fear. "I mustn't let this animal intimidate me!" Diana thought desperately. She gulped down the lump in her throat, and in the sternest voice of an imperious Amazon Warrior- Princess, lashed out coldly. "Get away from me! Now! Sit down in that chair, and don't ever come near me again!" She stamped her foot in fury to emphasize her royal command Unfortunately the crude Nazi wasn't intimidated by Diana's bravado. He laughed coarsely in her face. "Oooooh! Such a hotheaded little spitfire!" Just then, the other man came up behind her, and pressed himself against her back. Wonder Woman jumped, in alarm. She tried to move away, but Hans was directly in front of her blocking her path. The man behind her, wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Wonder Woman grabbed his wrists, but she couldn't pry his arms loose. As she struggled, she could no longer cover her generously abundant breasts. They bounced around her chest, wildly. Hans, the man in front of her, eyed them greedily. He worked his thumbs into her waistband, and slid her star-spangled, satin tights down her strong thighs, all the way past her knees. Her underpants went with them. Diana pulled one foot free of them so she could struggle better. "How dare you!" Diana squealed shrilly. There was an edge of panic in her voice. The man in back pressed harder against her now naked buttocks. With a start of horror, Wonder Woman felt his penis ramming against her behind. Now Hans undid his belt, and dropped his pants, His big penis was fully erect, frighteningly erect. Wonder Woman looked at it in shocked fascination, like a bird mesmerized by a snake. "He wouldn't dare!" She thought in horror. "This can't be happening to me!" "Push the bitch closer Carl" Hans ordered. The man behind her let go of Diana's waist, and gave her a shove. Hans caught her, and pulled her close to him. His penis jabbed at her thighs. "Open your pussy, Bitch!" He demanded. "Please! I'm a virgin!" Diana pleaded in a small scared voice, suddenly terrified of the two men. "Hah!" Hans laughed. "There are no American virgins! All you Yankee bitches are whores!" Then Carl grabbed Diana's arms from behind, pulling her up on tiptoe. "Please! Please, don't!" Diana begged. She was weeping now. Hans reached down and gripped her thighs. He lifted them up off the floor, and wrapped them around his waist, spreading her crotch. His penis stabbed at her, trying to find the opening. "Hera protect me! Oh Hera protect me!" Wonder Woman wept hopelessly, until inevitably, the knob of Hans' penis found her labia. "Nnoooooh!" Diana wailed, as he drove forward, She shrieked as his engorged member shot into her dry vagina, ripping open her hymen, spilling blood that lubricated it, for his easier entry. "Ja, ja! The little Yankee bitch likes it, Carl. I feel it. She is all wet there! I told you they were all whores!" "Its my blood, you stupid animal!" Wonder Woman wept. Hans plowed in and out of her body. "Oh, how dare he put that thing inside me?" Wonder Woman wept silently. Through her shock and pain, she prayed. "Oh Hera, please! Make him stop! Please! Get that awful thing out of me. I hate it inside me!" Meanwhile, Carl was growing more and more excited and impatient. "Ja that dumbkoff! He'll take all night, before I get my turn." He muttered. He pressed up tight against Wonder Woman's back. He reached down and felt around, spreading her tight, hard buttocks apart, then guided his own throbbing penis, until he felt it touch the girl's anus. The terrified Amazon felt it too. "Oh no! He wouldn't! Not there! Its too small!" She wept in agonized terror, but Carl was already ramming against her tight sphincter. "No, no, pleease, please! " Diana wept. "Not there! Don't do it there! Ooh please, no!" Her heartrending pleas did no good. Carl held her hips tight. Diana was jammed against Hans, and his hard strokes rammed her back into Carl. At last, the tip of Carl's penis penetrated Diana's sphincter. The pain was atrocious, but the humiliation of it, was even worse. To these animals, she was hardly a woman, not even a human being; a sheep would have served them as well. Finally, Wonder Woman felt Hans shoot a load of something hot, into her vagina. "Ja, ja, good, good!" Hans muttered and pulled out of Diana's body. "Thank Hera for that much!" She thought. Momentarily satisfied himself, Hans had no thought of making his comrade's pleasure easier. He let Diana's body drop. She fell to the floor, on all fours. Carl followed her down, and crouched over her, ramming his penis in and out of her rectum. His arms were wrapped around Diana's waist and he played painfully with her breasts, tugging her nipples and squeezing them too hard, even pinching them. Diana's face lay on the floor, and she felt like she hated herself, almost as much as she hated the two Nazis, somehow blaming herself for their brutality. Finally Carl, too, shot his semen into Diana's ravaged rectum, and pulled away from her. She fell over on her side, at least grateful to be herself again, as when an unwanted guest finally leaves your home. Hans looked at her, and broke into raucous laughter. "Look at all the blood on her pussy, Carl! Maybe the little bitch was a virgin, after all. I would have paid plenty extra in a cathouse for a virgin, but now in the S.S. I get it all for free! Heil Hitler!" "Ja!" Carl answered sourly. "You get virgin pussy, and all I get is back door. That's the army for you." The two men stood over Wonder Woman making jokes about her, as if she wasn't even there, as if she were a piece of meat. The Hans ordered his subordinate. "Bring her over here, Carl! Lets see how the bitch gives head." Then Hans wiped the blood off his penis, and sat down in an old chair with the stuffing hanging out. Carl tugged on Diana's hair like a leash, until, she crawled over to where Hans was sitting and crouched in front of him. "How about giving me some head, Baby?" Hans snickered " Wh-what?" Wonder Woman faltered, genuinely puzzled by what the brutish Nazi meant. Hans explained it to her, in brutally graphic detail. Diana remembered a girlish phantasy she once had, after reading certain, ancient books of erotica, of doing something like that to someone she really loved. The reality of Hans was so far from her phantasy, that she almost laughed in bitterness. Hans big penis waved in front of her face, purplish and ugly, his baggy scrotum dangling between his legs "He wants to put that thing in my mouth! I'd sooner die!"Diana gagged in disgust. "Go to hell!" She exploded indignantly. You pigs may have raped me, but you'll never make me cooperate with you!" Her blue eyes blazed furiously. Hans stood up, pulled up his trousers, and buttoned the top button. For a moment Wonder Woman prayed her fiery refusal had convinced him. Instead, Hans drove his heavy work shoe into the kneeling girl's belly. He caught her completely off guard. Diana hugged her stomach in agony, trying to get her breath, almost passing out from the pain. Hans kicked her again. He couldn't reach her belly this time, and his toe crushed her jaunty breast, and knocked her over sideways. Hans kicked her again and again, with a methodical expertise, apparently born of long practice. From behind, Carl joined in too, kicking her in the kidneys. "No more! No more" Diana's mind cried in agony, but she couldn't speak. Finally the men paused in their kicking for a moment. Hans looked down at her, and Wonder Woman silently nodded her head in defeat. They let the stricken girl lie there awhile, until she got her breath back. Meanwhile, Hans dropped his pants again, and sat waiting. "Ja let her get her breath back." Hans snorted. "She will suck better that way!" Diana was too intimidated to refuse, but she was too hurt to move for some time. Finally, she managed to drag herself over to Hans, and kneel up in front of him. She looked miserably at his ugly penis, then bowed her head, and let him slide it between her bruised, pink lips. She closed her eyes in shame, as it entered her mouth. Hans shoved it deep inside, almost into her throat, until she could hardly breath. "Suck it, you stupid cow!" Hans screamed at her, when she did nothing. Wonder Woman reluctantly sucked on his penis without enthusiasm. "Close your mouth around it. Suck harder!" The brute screamed again. The forlorn young Amazon did as he told her, sucking and mouthing it. "Ja, ja!" Hans said. "Good, that is good!" Carl watched in fascination as the Yankee heroine brought his friend to a climax. Hans's semen shot into Diana's mouth. She tried to spit it out, but most of it ran down her throat. She had to gulp it down, rather than choke on it. 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