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Wonder Woman, Wonder Girl. Part Three
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From part 2...
Both men stared down at Pamela and their gaze moved
slowly over her helpless body. "These American women are so
beautiful eh Fritz." said the one man as he put his hand on
her bare knee and began sliding it slowly up and down the
inside of her firm, soft thigh. "Ya, I will enjoy, ehem,
interrogating her." the other said as a deviantly wicked
smile came across his face.
The Domination of Wonder Woman - Part 3.
As Danny's car sped away, Drucella made her way down
the dirt road that ran down to the beach. She had a
difficult time convincing the boy she lived here and that
she didn't want to ride with him anymore. "I don't know why
everyone's so protective. Nothings going to happen to me. I
can take care of myself." she blasted as she stomped down
the road.
After about 20 or 30 feet, past the visibility of the
road, the young amazon stopped and began to twirl. In a
blinding flash, Wonder Girl stood where Drucella once was.
Running at an amazing speed she bounded and leapt down
the road and cliff faces as she headed for the beach below.
In a matter of a few minutes she had leapfrogged her way to
the bottom and stood in the white sand of the beach.
The sun had gone down at this point but the moon was
full and it lit up the beach like a huge, soft spot light.
Of course Dru didn't actually need that much light to see
since her amazon physique gave her super vision along with
her other abilities.
"Where should I start," Dru said as she slowly moved
around the beach. So anxious was she to lay her hands on a
few Nazis she hadn't noticed a sentry sitting halfway up
the hill that overlooked the beach.
Since Pamela's unannounced visit, the countess had
decided a sentry would be a good thing to have. At first the guard
didn't see the young nymph coming down the hill since his
vision was only normal and he could only see pale shadows and
silhouettes. He continued to sit puffing away slowly on one of
those delicious American cigarettes until Dru nearly landed
on top of him as she did one of her 40 foot leaps down the
cliff. All he could see was the underside of a very shapely
girl passing nearly 3 feet overhead and shooting past him going
down hill.
He quickly snuffed out his cigarette and slid behind
some rocks, grasping his field phone. "Damn!" he exclaimed
as he slowly cranked the phone and picked up the receiver.
- - -
The countess sat at her desk as she reviewed various
photographs of US government personnel when her field phone
rang.
"What is it." she said bluntly.
"Wonder Woman! Wonder Woman is coming up the beach."
said the whispering, stuttering guard on the other end.
"WHAT!" screamed the countess as she quickly stood up
"Keep an eye on her! I'll be at the entrance."
As she slammed the phone down in its case she called
out to her two assistants. "Hanz, Fritz! Come with me!" she
ordered. All three of them bolted for the side tunnel
entrance.
The countess was an extremely attractive woman in her
late 30's. Her family was the richest and one of the most
influential families in all the third Reich. She stood
about 5'7" and had very long, jet black hair that ran down
to the small of her back. Her face was wide and full with
two large, dark brown eyes and a wide, full mouth. Her
eyes, no matter what expression, always had a slight tilt
to them that gave her a devious look giving anyone the
impression that this woman always had something wicked and
sexy on her mind.
Her body was stalky but fit with two above average sized
breasts and a set of wide, motherly hips. Her muscles and
fat hung lazily on her frame giving her a constant relaxed
and satisfied look. It was as though you could come up
behind her and grab her literally anywhere and she would
not jump once.
Everything about this woman was dark from her hair and
eyes to her tight dress and skirt down to her silk stockings
and black stiletto shoes. This woman's main weapon, besides
her wits, was her body, which she took pleasure in using
to get whatever she wanted.
She peered through the peephole out onto the moonlit
beach. "Ah, this is not Wonder Woman." she said slowly as
she continued to study Dru.
"Then who is it?" asked Hanz.
"It is the Wonder Girl our agents reported to us on their
last visit here. She's not what I had expected but, I have
an idea." the countess said as she stepped away from the
peephole. "Quickly, we haven't much time!"
- - -
Drucella walked along the beach, twirling and scanning
it as though ready for anything. Like a kid playing a game
she pretended that every rock had a Nazi behind it.
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she could see a
light shinning out of a doorway in the rocks. "Ah ha!" she
said to herself as she stealthily entered the doorway.
The hallway was poorly lit except for the one bright
bulb at the entrance. Along the sides were several tall
crates which formed a narrow corridor running down the
center. At the other end she could spy a female form facing
her.
"Come into my web said the spider to the fly." the
countess mussed.
"I don't know who you are but if you're the countess,
I'm going capture you and your group of Nazis!" Dru
proclaimed as she stood with her hands on her hips and her
legs slightly apart.
"OOOOOO! I'm so afraid." mocked the countess as she
hunched her back in pretend fear and wiggled her fingers at
the young girl.
Like a steam locomotive blowing its stack, Dru snarled
and bolted at the countess. In a matter of moments she was
on the dark haired woman but, as she went to grab her, her
hands bounced off a hard, flat surface.
The mirror fell backward and hit the soft dirt floor as
Dru stood stunned and confused. At that moment she felt a
hard pull from behind as her magical belt left her waste.
The countess stepped out from behind one of the crates
holding the belt. "Get her!" she cried.
At that moment a mob of 5 men jumped out from behind
various crates and pilled on top of the now helpless Drucella.
Dru wiggled and gyrated in futility as the mass of arms and
legs wrapped themselves around her struggling body, holding
it in place.
As they pulled her to the floor, a hand came from
behind her head and a handkerchief clamped itself down over
her nose and mouth. She struggled wildly as the ether took
effect, sapping the girls strength.
The mass of bodies surged as the struggling girl fought
in hopeless desperation to escape. At last, though, the
overwhelming odds were too much and the young amazon's
struggles stilled. Drucella let out a soft, dull moan as
she slipped unconscious.
The countess stepped up to the pile of men as they
picked up the unconscious heroine. "Take her." the countess
said non-chalantly as she examined Wonder Girl's lasso.
"You've earned some ehem... entertainment."
With that the men reveled in their captured prey and
carried Dru down the dark, murky hallway toward the
grotto.
"Yes, my dear Wonder Woman, you will come to save your
sister." the countess said holding up the lasso, "And I'll
be waiting."
- - -
"Dru, Dru..." Diana called out as she walked into the
living room. "Where is that girl." she thought as she looked
about the apartment.
As she walked back into the living room she spied Dru's
note on the telephone.
"Damn!" Diana cursed and with that the large brunette
bolted out the door and down to her car.
- - -
The countess slowly sauntered down one of the curved
tunnels that made up the tiny maze of hallways in the
underground base. The base wasn't built by the Nazis.
Apparently, years ago, this cave was constructed by
gangsters during the prohibition to smuggle and make
liquor. In researching a place of operations, the German
high command had found out about the grotto and made sure
all records of it were removed from the local police
records.
She made her way toward a large wooden door at the end
of the narrow hallway. As she approached, a slight smile came
to her face as the sounds of moans and grunts grew louder
and louder. She knew the sound of torture when she heard
it and a slight tingle of excitement shot down her back and
between her legs as she opened the cell door. She stood in
the open doorway staring and biting lightly on her lower lip
as she watched in deviant, satisfaction at the tantalizing
spectacle before her.
Drucella was on the floor. Her hands were tied
together and over her head and securely anchored to a large ring
that hung from the ceiling. This left her in a doggie-style
kneeling position with her upper body weight supported by
her hanging arms.
She was stripped naked and was in the company of three
of the dock workers. The first was laying on his back,
parallel to Dru and underneath her. His legs were spread
wide apart and they lay to either side of her knees. This
put him in a position where his face rested almost right
under the young captive's large breasts.
In each hand he had firmly cupped each breast and was
feverishly squeezing and massaging them. The large round
orbs flattened and squished together violently as he took
insidious joy in molesting them. His fingers pinched and
pulled at her ripe, hard nipples making each gland shimmy
and slosh about as she reacted to each teasing tug with
a twist of her torso.
Every now and again he would wrap his arm around her
back and pull himself up, landing his mouth hard down over
an exposed nipple. Like some wild animal feeding he would suck
and squeeze her tit violently in some vain attempt at
milking her dry.
Drucella grunted and moaned but her helpless cries were muffled.
The second worker was poised in front of her with his pants
down around his ankles. With his hands clamped around her
brunette head, holding it still, he slid his penis in and out of her
mouth slowly, forcing the member deep into her throat with each
pump. Drucella breathed heavily through her nose as the
member completely blocked her mouth. Her lips wrapped
around it tightly and she could do nothing as it penetrated her
mouth again and again.
Behind her though, was the main reason for her
struggling and moaning. Another dock worker was crouched behind her,
his heavy, hard hands wrapped around her waste. He twisted and
pounded his cock inside of her over and over as he viciously
penetrated and raped her.
Her hips surged and wiggled about in defiance as he
continued to thrust himself deeper and deeper into her
defenseless vagina. With each intense thrust came a
cooresponding moan of resistance from the bound girl.
"Ah the great Wonder Girl, HA!" gasped the enraged worker.
"I'll teach you a little lesson in manners BITCH!" he
exclaimed as he stepped up fucking her.
As the worker increased his pumping, Dru began to
wiggle about frantically. As she did so her head bobbed and
rocked back and forth, intensifying the second workers
experience.
Like a balloon ready to burst the pressure
began to build. As each man thrust his cock into her, she
reacted by gyrating in resistance. This excited the men
even more and the vicious spiral continued to climb.
Then, almost as though she knew what would happen next,
Dru began to moan wildly, grunting objective sounds of
resistance as the two men began to arch their backs,
surging in excitement.
Sensing the coming flood, the first man under her,
grabbed her firmly around her back and plunged a breast into
his mouth, sucking on it as hard as he could. Dru began
to yell at this point, knowing she could not escape.
Swelling higher and higher, the mound of men and one girl
surged inevitably upward. Then, in a moment of tension
filled silence, both men let out a low, dull cry as each
exploded inside her.
Drucella gulped and choked as the cum filled her mouth
and forced itself down her throat. The man in front of her
reached his hand down under her chin and slowly caressed
the lump in her throat, forcing her to swallow heavily. The
rest of the cum poured out around her mouth and trickled
down her chin forming a trail of semi white liquid. This
trail added to the already existing trails, made over the last
few hours, that ran down her neck, over her chest and down
each breast. That pretty little mouth had tasted several of
the countess's men and this was most definitly not the
last.
The worker behind her grabbed her buttocks with each
hand and continued to penetrate her, making sure to pump
every last drop inside. "How's that you American slut!"
gloated the worker. "Maybe you like some more eh!? Maybe I
let you lick it clean?!"
Dru rocked back and forth slowly as the two men
continued to relieve themselves inside her. She had spent
the last few hours at the hands of her tormentors being
relentlessly violated. At first the experience was painful and
rough but, as each man took his turn, she slowly began to
slip into a state of semi-euphoria. Each penetration
brought her new, overwhelming experiences as the shock
passed and the waves of ectasy poured through her.
"Enough." The countess said slowly and softly, "Can't
you see our little guest is enjoying herself too much as it
is? We don't want to over indulge her now do we?" she said
in a sadistically, sarcastic voice, letting out a deviant
chuckle as she entered the room and waved off the three men.
"Ya Vole." blurted the three men as they forcefully
pushed the defeated female to the floor and stood to their
feet, getting dressed.
They stood around the helpless female in a protective
semi-circle as the countess walked around to Dru's front
and knelt down to face her. Reaching out with one hand she
softly grabbed Drucella by the chin and forced Dru to look
her in the eye.
"Now you don't want to do this all day do you?" asked
the countess.
"I would think the few hours you've had to
get to know my men and to find out what kind of nice people
they are would make you just anxious to be our little
friend." she said smiling.
Drucella let out a defiant, animalistic snarl as she
pulled her head away from the countess's stare. Drool and
cum dribbled out of her wet mouth as she gritted her teeth
and stared rebelliously back at the woman.
"When my sister gets here, you're going to be real sorry!"
Dru exclaimed in protest in a low, rasping voice.
The countess pulled her hand away and looked at the cum
on her fingers. Then, staring back at Wonder Girl she slowly
plunged her fingers into her own mouth and sucked the cum
from them, licking the remnants off each finger tip and off
her lips.
Drucella mouth opened slightly in surprise at the
depravity of this woman.
The countess stood back up and smiled a cool, wide
smile as though patronizing Drucella. "Don't worry my
dear, your sister will be joining you shortly." she giggled
as she walked to the door. She then gave one of the men behind
Dru a quick stare and a nod.
With that, the three men pounced on the helpless
heroine. Untying her hands they wrestled her to the floor
pulling her hands behind her back and tying them, first at
the elbows, then at the wrists. They then proceeded to gag
her, first stuffing her mouth with a rolled up rag and
securing it in place with a long white handkerchief.
"Seeing how you don't want to talk, you don't mind
being gagged now do you." chuckled the countess as she
reach into her coat pocket and produced a long, thin,
nicely decorated, black box about 12 inches long.
After trussing Drucella up, the men rolled the
struggling amazon on her back. Two of the men each grabbed a
leg and pinned her limbs down will the third held her down
by the shoulders.
The countess walked around to Drucella's feet and knelt
down between her legs. "And just so you don't get bored
with your own silence, I think you should meet a very, very
close friend of mine." said the countess as she opened the
box and pulled out its contents.
The dildo was about 12 inches long, made of ivory
and was carved with several wicked bumps and ridges that
ran all down its length. At the end, a special protrusion
ran from the base, back up the length and to the top. At
the end of the protrusion was a large ball that clamped
down on the phallic with a kind of spring tension. The whole
thing looked like a huge, wide ball point pen with a pocket
clip running along the outside. Also from the base ran two
thin elastic strap loops.
"I call this my bitch tamer." said the countess as she
leaned toward Dru and looped each elastic loop around
Drucella's feet and slide the dildo up her legs. Dru surged
and cried muffled cries of resistance as the over-sized dildo
plunged into her. The clip portion slid up along the outside
of her vagina, between her lips and the ball clamped down
hard on her exposed clitoris.
The countess then took the loop ends and hooked them
over Dru's wide hip bones, strapping the diabolic phallic
in place. She then gave Dru a couple of affectionate
pats on her tummy and stood up.
The two men holding her legs forced her legs together
and, using several lengths of rope, they tied her legs
together at the thighs, knees and ankles. They then returned
to holding her down.
The bound and gagged nymph struggled and gyrated
slowly as she tried to work the dildo out. "Oh you'll never
get that out." the countess mused. "Oh by the way, let me
show you my favorite feature." and with that the countess
reached between Dru's legs and flipped a switch at the
base of the dildo.
Drucella's hips surged uncontrollably as the phallic went
to work vibrating and thrusting in a relentless attempt to
defeat its victim. The countess then leaned over Dru's face
and, kissing her two fingers she placed them
on Dru's cheek and said "Good-bye my sweat. Soon you will
be broken and you will tell me everything I want to know."
With that the three men let Drucella go and stood out of the way.
Like a wild, bucking filly being let out of its shoot, Dru
flailed and gyrated frantically on the floor as the waves of
uncontrollable ecstasy pounded away at her will power.
The four left the cell staring and laughing at the
bound and gagged heroine struggling and moaning on the floor.
As they left they could hear a low dull moan from the
helpless Wonder Girl as the first of dozens of climaxes claimed a
little portion of her will power.
"She will break soon." the countess softly said to her
men. "The real challange will be Wonder Woman and I have a
very special surprise in store for her." "It will be a
pleasure bringing that American bitch down off her high
pedestal."
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