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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



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