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like Wonder Woman in such situations, stop reading now.  If you 
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This being my first multi-part, full length story,all comments are 
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Wonder Woman: The Rules of the Game Chapter 5


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.

* * * *

Every muscle in Wonder Woman's incredible body hurt.  That was the 
thought that accompanied wakefulness.  She was laying down again.  
It felt like the same cot she that this nightmare had started on.  
She started to sit up.

"Hold it", came the voice to her foggy brain.  "Just lay back and 
relax. You've had a *very* rough day."  She eased herself back 
down, not entirely sure why.  She knew the voice, and saw the face 
that matched when her vision cleared. It was Carlos.  He was 
holding the lasso in one hand, the other end still wrapped around 
her neck.

"Bobby Sue", he called.  "Get her secured.  It's not safe to leave 
her unchained." Wonder Woman¼s wrists were drawn over her head, 
and once again she was bound to the bed with links of steel.

Once she was chained down, and Bobby Sue had left, her jailer 
spoke.  "You know", he said, gesturing with the rope in his hand, 
"If I had known the full power of this, we could have spared you 
all of that.  Tell me.  If I order you to forget all about this 
place, and everything that's happened here, would you forget. Even 
after the rope is removed?"

"Yes", came the forced reply.

With an evil grin, he pulled the cord tight around the amazon's 
neck.  "I like that.  In fact, I like it so much, I'm going to 
keep it.  We can use it on any girl, make her think that she 
agreed to be in our little films.  Hell, I could use it to get 
some real actresses.  Big names, you know.  The kind that would 
never come close to a business like ours.  And I have you to 
thank.  I think I'll celebrate."  Holding the cord between them, 
so Wonder Woman could easily see it, he commanded her:  "Get 
horney.  You will continue to grow hornier and hornier, no matter 
what, until you have satisfied me completely.  Your own body will 
teach you.  When a man makes you an offer, you say yes!  I offer 
you love. When you are ready for it, you must ask me nicely.  You 
must say 'Please fuck me master.'"

Again, Wonder Woman's body responded to the power of the golden 
cord.  She groaned as the feelings mounted in her.  Still, her 
will was undimmed.  "I will never call you, or any man 'Master'.  
Never of my own free will."

Carlos laughed, and pulled her bustier down and away, peeling it 
off of her sweat drenched body.  Bending over his helpless 
prisoner, he began to tongue her cherry-hard nipples, sucking on 
the massive glands

Wonder Woman tried to drive the lust that began in her vagina 
away, but couldn't.  The man's hands on her, his tongue flicking 
her rigid pink nipples, were adding fuel to the fire, making her 
torment even worse.  She knew that she would lose this battle.  
She knew that, in this situation, her superhuman body was not an 
asset.  Her mind had to be her weapon, and she had to use it, 
while she still had a mind to use.

Wonder Woman's breathing came in gasping moans, and she arched her 
back, thrusting her tits into the face of her captor, trying in 
vain to get more stimulus.  He laughed, and slid his hand down 
between her thighs, stroking her pussy lips through the thin 
fabric.

"Rub me", moaned the passionate prisoner.  "Rub me harder.  I need 
to cum. Please, I want you between my legs. "  Scissoring her 
knees as far apart as her bonds would allow, she levered her hips 
into the air, trying to increase the friction between her pussy 
and his fingers.

"Do you want me to fuck you?", he asked eagerly?

"Yes!" she answered decisively.

If the day had been hard on Wonder Woman, it had been at least as 
hard on Carlos.  She had been forced to climax over twenty times, 
but he had watched and participated, without any release of his 
own.  He was, if anything, even hornier than she was.  Fumbling in 
his jeans, he got the keys out and released the chains on her 
ankles.  With a single motion, he pulled her satin panties down to 
her feet, and off.  Instantly, the amazon spread her legs as wide 
as she could, inviting him in.

Dropping his own pants, he practically dove into the valley of her 
thighs, set to drive his own manhood home.

Suddenly, Wonder Woman raised her legs, wrapping them around his 
waist, and pulling him in close.  She felt his cock tickling the 
crack of her ass, but she couldn't afford to care.  Locking her 
ankles together, she squoze. He struggled like an animal in a bear 
trap as the force of the grip drove the wind from him.  He tried 
to order her to release him, but no sound emerged from his lips.

For a moment, she considered her torturer's fate, thinking of the 
mechanical horse that had died in this same hold.  She resisted 
the temptation.  "You made a mistake.", Wonder Woman explained to 
her struggling prey, as she easily tore the manacles from her 
wrists.  "You had Bobby Sue chain me.  I only lose my strength 
when a man chains my wrists.  If you hadn't told me to lay back 
and relax, I would have taken you apart as soon as I got up.".  
Quickly, Wonder Woman removed the golden lasso from her neck, and 
wrapped it around the thrashing, breathless man she held.

Releasing the crushing grip of her legs, she ordered the man, 
"Hold still. Now, you are going to learn a few lessons. First, you 
are going to forget that you ever saw me naked, that you ever had 
me as your prisoner.  You will remember only that you tried to 
capture me, and failed.  And another thing. From this day forward, 
whenever you hurt or humiliate anyone, you will feel the same pain 
yourself.  And when a woman gives you an order, you say Yes!"  
Wonder Woman had been getting dressed as she spoke, dictating a 
serious attitude adjustment for the sex-slaver.  "Now, go to 
sleep.  When you awaken, you will have forgotten this 
conversation, but you will obey these orders."

The handsome man swooned, forced to forgetful sleep by the power 
of the rope. Quickly, Wonder Woman moved across the room to the 
camera, removing and crushing the film she found within.

Once again, she was dressed to kill, and ready to kick butt.  This 
time, however, she moved cautiously.  The last thing she needed 
was overconfidence. Slowly, she moved from room to room.  The 
second room held three of the camera men.

  "Hey", one of them called.  "It's Wonder Bunns.  Hey babe, wanna 
fuck some more?"

  To her own surprise, Wonder Woman said, "Yes."  Carlos had 
ordered her to say yes to any offer made to her by a man, and she 
was still bound by that order. She watched in dread as the men 
cleared off the table where they had been playing cards, waiting 
for her to become their sex-toy once again.

But Wonder Woman just stood there, uncertain.  She had been 
ordered to say "Yes", but there the order ended.  She didn't have 
to actually accept the offer, she just had to say she would.  As 
soon as she realized this, she moved. Grabbing the table with both 
hands, she swung it like a bat, sweeping all three men up in her 
fury and slamming them into a wall.  None of them moved. Quickly, 
she set to work with the rope, learning where the films and photos 
were kept, and forcing forgetfulness on them.

Quickly now, the Amazing Amazon moved through the maze of rooms 
and hallways, going directly to the film lab.  Four men were 
there, waiting for copies of the prints.  They never knew what hit 
them.  Normally Wonder Woman would have shown some restraint, 
using only enough force to stop an opponent.  This time, however, 
she had to be quiet and quick.  She needed to catch everyone, 
before they could get away.

Once the men were subdued, she stuffed each tape, each roll of 
film into a canvas sack, with the lab technician helping her 
account for each cannister and reel.  Then he, and the others, 
learned forgetfulness.

Somewhere in the process, she heard a cry, and knew that her 
escape had been discovered.  No more time for subtlety.

The Amazon Avenger swept through the secluded studio like the 
wrath of a goddess, smashing through walls, ripping doors from 
their frames, leaving a trail of shattered debris and unconscious 
people in her wake.

It the last room, she found Bobby Sue, hiding behind the partially 
rebuilt remains of the mechanical horse.  The horse's body was 
still a wreck, but the base hadn't been as badly damaged, and 
looked like it might still function.  The carcass of the mount had 
been removed, leaving two steel pipes sticking upright, each as 
thick as a human wrist.

Bobby Sue dodged around the base, headed for the door.  With a 
single toss of the rope, Wonder Woman brought her to a halt.

Wonder Woman spoke to the captive girl, anger making her voice 
shake as she said, "I have spent my career facing down animals 
like those out there.  Men who consider women property, or worse, 
toys.  They are stupid and cruel.  But you.  You help them turn 
other women into sex objects, destroying their lives and their 
humanity.  How can you?"

Looking remarkably unruffled, Bobby Sue replied, "A girl has got 
to make a living. And I'm an equal opportunity abuser.  I do men 
too."  Then, with a smile, she told the furious heroine, "You 
can't arrest us, can you.  You don't want to go into court, and 
let people see the films of you and your little ride in the cunt-
ry.  I heard you were telling the others to forget.  You can make 
me forget, but you can't forget yourself, can you?  And you can't 
even put us in jail."

Looking at the twin pistons of the horse, an evil, insane idea 
entered Wonder Woman's mind.  Turning her prisoner to face the 
remains of the hideous device, she asked, "How would you like to 
ride your horse, right now?"  With a savage pull, she ripped the 
skin-tight pants from her prisoner, leaving her standing, stripped 
from the waist down.

"Wait a minute.", the half naked woman yelled.  "You can't put me 
on that thing.  You can't do this.  You can't!"

Tugging the lasso tight, the amazon smiled a grim smile and 
replied, "Yes I can."  Leading her helpless prisoner over to the 
horse, she pulled the two shafts closer together, so they might 
both fit in the same woman.  Then, turning towards her prisoner, 
she issued the command:  "Sleep!"

Instantly, the woman collapsed into unconsciousness.  As she 
slept, Wonder Woman murmured instructions to her.  "When you 
awaken, you will be very sore, as if you had been forced to ride 
those two poles.  You will not remember me, or these orders, or 
this conversation.  Instead, you will remember Tony and Carlos 
forcing you to ride the horse until it broke.  You will be so 
angry with them that you will turn them over to the police, and 
shut down this entire pornography ring.  And any time in the 
future, when you see someone being hurt, humiliated, or abused, 
you will feel the same pain, the same shame that they do." Do you 
understand me?

The sleeping woman murmured "Yes", and Wonder Woman knew that she 
was finished here.  She had been tempted to become what she most 
hated, and had defeated that temptation.  The criminals would go 
to jail for what they had done.  Those were the rules of the game.

All that was left to Wonder Woman was her own healing.  She found 
herself staring at the steel shafts, and the half naked girl, and 
realized that she had almost abused this woman, and that the 
thought was making her horney.  In fact, she felt the passion 
slowly rising, even now that the situation was over.

Her hand drifted to her own crotch, and she began to finger 
herself absently as she tried to clear her mind.  She sat down, 
reaching into her pants, and began to work herself harder, trying 
to rid her mind and body of these desires. Overworked muscles 
tried to respond, to make her climax again, but couldn't. The pain 
forced her to stop, but the need persisted.

In horror, she realized that she had been given one more order.  
Carlos had ordered her to get horney, and keep getting hornier 
until she had satisfied him.  Pulling her hand away with an act of 
will, she resolved to find some way out, that didn't involve 
playing the rapist's game.  She prayed to Aphrodite and Hera for 
strength.

* * * *

Mists closed in over the pool, obscuring the vision of the amazon 
heroine that it had held.

"Well, Hera, it looks like I won the bet.  Your champion yielded 
to passion."

"No, you lost, Aphrodite.  Her surrender was forced by the lasso, 
and can't be held against her.  In the end, she won, rescued her 
dignity, and sent the criminals to justice.  I won."

"Yet she came to passion when the well endowed man embraced her, 
independent of the lasso's power.", replied the love goddess.

"But she wouldn't have even been in that position, save for the 
magic of the lasso."  Eyeing her fellow goddess, she spoke again.  
"Lets call this one a draw."

With a wave of her hand, Hera, the amazon patron, set in motion 
the process that would heal her champion's mind and body.  Wonder 
Woman had forged one half of a new reality, the illusion that her 
adventure had never happened.  Hera forged the other half, 
absolving Wonder Woman of the wounds and memories as well.

"I'll get her next time.", challenged the Goddess of Love.

"You¼re on.  What are the rules, this time?"  And the game was set 
in motion once again.

* * * * *
End of Chapter 5
End of Story?


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