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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.

Hans reluctantly pulled his limp penis from Wonder Woman's mouth, and let her
slump down on the floor.

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