Subject: Domination of WW 2D



     Wonder Woman's eyes slowly blinked open as the drug began to 
wear off. "Hera, I hate the smell of that stuff!" she cursed as 
the fuzziness around her turned into sharp images of a white 
bathroom. She could see the fine, stonework decorations of the 
ceiling and she could tell instantly she was laying on her back. 
As she started to get up, a nippy chill kissed her bare shoulders 
as she raise her body upward. Looking about more, she realized 
she was laying in a very large bath tub.

     The tub was almost circular and shaped like a giant sea 
shell. Her body sat in the shell end while her head rested on a 
thin pillow on the hinge end. This part was even with the water 
and her head was the only part of her sticking out of the 
mountains of soap bubbles. The whole tub was quit shallow and her 
nipples would pierce the surface of the warm water as she moved 
slightly about.

     As she started to get up, she tried to pull her arms down. 
She was instantly aware that her arms were securely handcuffed 
just over her head to a ring at the tile base of the tub. It was 
a comfortable position but she knew she was bound. The ball, 
bondage gag in her mouth also reminded her that crying for help 
was unacceptable. She noticed that her long, silky, brunette hair 
was curled up and tied in place on top of her head with a silk 
bow, the same kind used by women to hold their hair up while 
taking a bath.

     After several groggy moans and testing tugs on the 
handcuffs, Diana accepted the situation and settled back down. 
After all, the water was quite warm and she was quite a mess. 
"This isn't so bad." she thought, "At least I'm not getting 
banged again. Of course I shouldn't get too comfortable. I 
seriously doubt the countess really wants to just give me a good 
bath and hair doo."

     After several minutes, the large, white double doors to the 
huge bathroom opened and two women slowly sauntered in. They 
placed a few towels and other items on the sink's tiled counter 
top and they looked lazily over at Diana as they whispered to 
each other. Inga and Gretchen were each wearing only a pink towel 
and that was soon discarded as the two women disrobed in front of 
Diana. They walked slowly toward Diana and slid into the steaming 
hot tub, sliding along either side of the puzzled amazon.

     "She zo beautiful." giggled Inga as she gently put her hand 
on Diana's right shoulder and slid it softly over her right 
breast, letting her fingers lightly glance Diana's ripe nipple. 
Diana turned her chest in response as she became slightly 
distressed by this.

     "Ya, so beautiful and zo delicate." added Gretchen as she 
glided her hand over Diana's bare, soap covered thigh.

     The two women giggled and glared longingly at Diana, licking 
their lips slightly and slowly as they continued to gently stroke 
Diana's wet, bare body. After a few minutes, they both reached 
around and picked up a sponge and a bottle of soap. They soaked 
the sponges in the soap and started slowly sponging Diana.

     "So good... Hera that feels good." she thought as they 
dabbed the sponges over her bare chest, down over her huge 
breasts, across her stomach and along her long, shapely legs. 
Each stroke cleaned away more and more sweat and grime along with 
a little bit of her resistance. The strokes were so gentle, so 
tender. The water was so warm and soothing. She couldn't help but 
lay back and close her eyes and dream of the many times on 
Paradise island she had bathed with the other female inhabitants. 
Being in the tub brought back many erotic memories of exploration 
and enjoyment with her female friends.

     The two women continued to clean Diana, sweeping the soft 
sponges over her tan body, like a car enthusiast waxing the 
perfect automobile. With each pass of the sponge came a follow up 
stroke with a hand. The two nymphs caressed and petted Diana, 
enjoying the feel of her muscular body and the vision of her 
exquisite form. 

     Inga then picked up a bar of soap and started slowly 
lathering the bar in her hands. After a few moments, the woman's 
hands were dripping with a frothy mound of bubbles. She then 
leaned over Diana and placed her hands on the amazon's rib cage, 
just below each breast. Gently, she slid her hands upward and 
followed the curvature of Diana's soapy, gleaming breasts, barely 
moving or shifting them but covering them none the less with a 
thick coat of soap. She then started massaging them slowly, 
polishing and caressing each breast as though it were a fine 
piece of china. 

     Diana responded with a low, feminine moan that sent erotic 
chills down both dominatrix spine's. She was so ripe, so 
vulnerable. She could be taken so easily. All three women knew 
this, especially Diana. 

     Inga and Gretchen, however, didn't pounce, instead they 
toyed with the heroine, teasing her with ever increasing levels 
of tension. Inga continued slowly massaging Diana's tits, moving 
and pushing them about gently into huge spherical mounds of 
delicate, tan flesh. As she did this, she also used her fingers 
to toy and pinch the woman's now erect nipples. With a gentle 
blow and a light kiss now and then, the nymph sent waves of 
chilling sensation through Diana as she lightly teased each 
gland.

     Gretchen move downward and was now slowly running her soapy 
hands up and down the length of Diana's curvaceous legs. Using 
her cheeks and hands she glided along, stroking the woman's limbs 
like a harp player playing a song of intense sensuality. Her 
gentle kisses and soft strokes caused Diana to slid her legs 
together erotically, rubbing her full thighs and muscular calves 
together as she shifted her hips in sexual response.

     Diana was now in a state of utter bliss as she moaned and 
cooed softly to the other women's overwhelming caresses. "If this 
is what the countess meant by being a prisoner, I should never 
have tried to escape." she thought, "I just hope Dru is getting 
at least a little of this treatment." 

     She then started to chuckle lightly as the combination of 
the two women's light touches and the images of the last few 
weeks events came back to her. The image of Dru giving that Nazi 
agent a massive blow job along with her own experiences began to 
excite her. 

     "Never been through such intense treatment before.." she 
thought as she let herself drift. "The climaxes, the bondage, the 
force and power,... Hera I can't believe I'm so turned on by 
this." 

     "Those men, raping me... the machines,... and those plants." 
she cringed at the thought of those disgusting things touching 
and penetrating her but, the sensations were so erotic, the 
images so intense. No control at the hands of something so 
primitive and base. It was an overwhelming image. The memories of 
the raping machine vibrated her very soul as each remembered 
penetration sent quivering chills between her legs. She suddenly 
began to visualize her sister being bound and gagged into that 
tortuous machine, the same machine that broke her, dreaming of 
her being mercilessly raped and climaxed relentlessly by that 
tireless tormentor. 

     Her visions then shifted to her friends on paradise island. 
Each aloof, picturesque female took a turn in the machine as she 
fantasized wildly about them all being taken. The images would 
interchange as she fantasized about each of them replacing her in 
the situations she had experienced. Trina, her noble, angelic 
friend since childhood, being forcefully gang banged by the 
submarine crew. Lewanna, her cousin and idol being molested and 
raped by Inga and Gretchen.

     Then, Diana surged slightly as the regal image of her 
mother, Queen Hypolitia, popped into her seething, erotic mind. 
The incredibly beautiful and noble woman's image filled her 
wicked thoughts as she watched the Queen being entered again and 
again by the insidious pod that had raped Diana. Over and over 
she envisioned her mother being taken, her statuesque, perfect 
form being pulled down from its royal pedestal as the plant 
ejaculated its viscous, white fluid into every orifice... 

     "UUUUGGMMM!" Diana sang out as Gretchen's gentle hands slid 
under her thighs and over her buttocks. As with her breasts, 
Diana's firm cheeks were softly stroked and massaged as the woman 
went about cleaning their spherical surface. As she pushed and 
squeezed her rear, Gretchen pulled up on one side of Diana's 
hips, politely asking the amazon to roll on her side. Then, with 
a soft, cloth covered brush, Gretchen began cleaning Diana's 
rear, gliding the stiff handle carefully over her tender anus.

     Inga continued washing Diana's upper half but now the amazon 
was rolled to one side and was facing the smiling dominatrix. 
Inga soaped up Diana's breasts again and began massaging them 
slowly as she wiped and cleaned them. As she did this, the nymph 
stared longingly into Diana's heavy, inviting eyes. Diana stared 
back, never breaking eye contact as she looked deep into the 
woman's gaze. Inga smiled and then leaned in, giving Diana a 
long, gentle kiss on the cheek. 

     Inga moved across Diana's face as she gentle kissed the 
heroine. Her soft pecks and full, red lips soon found their way 
along the amazon's neck and over her broad shoulders. Diana 
breathed heavily as the woman continued to kiss her and her eyes 
slowly closed as she again slipped back into her fantasies.

     Her mother groaned and moaned as her dripping wet body was 
again penetrated. The penises pumped faster and faster, 
ruthlessly gang-raping the helpless queen as she struggled in 
futility to escape. "How you deserve this mother." Diana thought. 
"How I would love to see you explode with passion."

     Gretchen turned Diana over on her back and leaned over the 
heavily panting avenger. She then reached over to the side of the 
tub and picked up a long fallic shaped bar of soap. Wetting it 
with warm water to start it frothing, she slid it teasingly over 
Diana's bare thighs and stomach. Diana watched longingly as the 
enticing form taunted her will. Then, Gretchen slid it down 
between Diana's legs and slowly inserted it into her soapy, wet 
vagina. The amazon responded by surging upward slowly and letting 
out a heavy, dull moan of enjoyment. At the same moment, Inga 
sank down and sucked one of Diana's rock hard nipples into her 
mouth. With both hands she gently cupped the huge gland and began 
slowly sucking the life from it.

    Wonder Woman was now moaning rhythmically as the slow sliding 
of the soapy dildo and the erotic suckling overwhelmed her 
already aroused mind. Gretchen continued her thorough job of 
cleaning by hugging Diana's surging hips and gliding her tongue 
slowly over the amazon's sensitive clitoris and through her soft, 
vaginal lips. The woman's mouth was absolutely magical as it 
sucked and licked Diana clean of her resistance and control. The 
dildo continued its rhythmic pumping, forcing the amazon's hips 
upward with each irresistible stroke and the three women settled 
down into a mass of thrusting, gyrating hips, legs and bare skin 
as Diana grew closer and closer to overwhelming bliss. 

     "MMMMMM"

     "MMMMMMMMM"

     "MMMMMMMMMM!!!!"

     Diana's moans turned to deep screams under her ball gag as 
she soared higher and higher. The two dominatrix, sensing the 
woman's nearing climax, tightened their grip on her soft, naked 
body, offering sexually exciting resistance to her uncontrollable 
thrusts. 

     Tighter and tighter Wonder Woman grew, squeezing each muscle 
near to breaking as the powerful wave of sexual energy swelled 
inexorably. Then, with one last cringing gasp, Diana seized, 
forcing her hips upward into a high back arch, surging like a 
ballerina making a high, dramatic leap...

     "MMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!"

     "AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!"

     Even under the gag, the climatic yell of release echoed 
throughout the room. Diana collapsed and rolled about erotically 
as the two nymphs dug in hard and began massaging and suckling 
the heroine with a heavy, intense zeal. This brought on another, 
overwhelming climax as Diana again exploded with sexual energy.

     As she moaned and groaned in sexual defeat, Inga gentle 
untied the ball gag and removed it from Diana's loose, half open 
mouth. Then, slowly and passionately, she leaned in and began 
kissing Diana hard and deep on the lips. Diana responded without 
hesitation, returning every movement and sensation to Inga's wet, 
red lips. Both women began to moan slowly as they continued to 
passionately exchange affections.

     Gretchen slid herself up and unhooked Wonder woman's cuffs 
from the holder imbedded in the cement. Diana's hands were still 
bound but she could now move her arms about in front of her. She 
immediately reached forward and cupped Inga's cheeks with her 
hands, holding the woman still as she continued to kiss her.

End of Part 7
Part 8 of 9.

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     Gretchen then reached across and grabbed Diana's chin, 
pulling her head softly toward her. Without question Diana let go 
of Inga and cupped Gretchen's face as she began kissing the red 
head. Both woman hugged and caressed each other as they slowly 
shared their passions. Inga then pulled Diana back toward her and 
they continued their exchange. This went on for what seemed like 
forever as the three aroused women pleasured each other.

     Gretchen and Inga then sat back and up on the sides of the 
tub, allowing Diana to get to her knees. Inga reached out and 
gently kissed the heroine, pulling her closer. Then, with a soft 
push, she guided Diana's head downward. Diana instinctively knelt 
down between Inga's legs and began gliding her tongue slowly over 
Inga's warm, went vagina. Then, with a burst of sexual 
excitement, Wonder Woman pressed her mouth deep into Inga's pussy 
and she began pleasuring the dominatrix.

     Gretchen moved in behind Diana and began stroking her raised 
rear end. The amazon's cheeks were full, round and shiny wet with 
soap, making the sensation of massaging her buttocks even more 
exciting to the red head. She then began kissing the woman's 
smooth, soft skin as she slid her hand between Diana's thighs and 
masturbated the heroine.

     Diana reciprocated by increasing Inga's already overwhelming 
blow job. Inga thrust and moaned slowly as Diana wildly licked 
and massaged the woman's vagina with her sensual lips and mouth.

     As the two women moaned and shifted about, Gretchen picked 
up the soap dildo and slid it back into Diana's warm, wet pussy. 
Diana let out an intense groan as the fallic plunged deep into 
her vagina. With wild abandonment, Wonder Woman wildly 
intensified her falacio, bringing Inga closer and closer to 
climax. Then with a massive surge, Diana forced a wild scream of 
passion from Inga as she plunged the woman into climax.

     Insane with passion, Diana sat up and turned toward 
Gretchen. Driven by an overwhelming desire to please her 
tormentors, Wonder Woman pushed the red head back and buried her 
face in the woman's pink pussy. The dominatrix's curly red hair 
shot back in a scarlet wave as she thrust her head back in 
ecstasy. Inga quickly moved behind Diana and resumed the dildo's 
path, pumping it slowly in and out of Diana's gyrating hips. 
Gretchen was soon screaming uncontrollably as the amazon exacted 
a ferocious climax from the red head.

	Still stimulated, Gretchen clamped her hand down on Diana's 
head and held the amazon in place, riding out the avenger's 
incredible wave of passion. Inga then removed the foaming soap 
dildo from Diana and placed it on the side of the tub. She 
reached over and unfolded a towel and picked up a larger, red 
vibrator. Stroking Wonder Woman's jiggling rear, she slowly moved 
the implement into place, lightly touching Diana's vagina with 
the tip. Then, with a forceful, steady thrust, she pushed the 
dildo into Diana's innocent and unsuspecting hips.

     Diana thrust her rear upward as the large vibrator inched 
its way relentlessly forward. As she tried to raise her head, 
Gretchen pushed it back down, securing the struggling heroine in 
place. Diana's plump buttocks shifted from side to side as her 
distressed hips tried to valiantly resist the toy's irresistible 
charms. 

     As soon as the dildo was fully inserted, Inga pulled back on 
it, reversing the pressure and sending new waves of stimulation 
through Wonder Woman's mind. Then, like a mad woman, Inga began 
pumping the dildo in and out of the panicked heroine. With each 
pumping cycle, Diana let out a muffled moan of animalistic 
emotion. They were too rough, too intense, but Diana couldn't 
help but let the experience overwhelm her.

     After a few minutes, Inga looked up and gave Gretchen a sly 
wink. Then, reaching over to the side of the tub, she picked up 
another large, red vibrator and moved it toward the already 
writhing heroine.

     An intense cry of resistance announced the insertion of the 
second vibrator underneath the first as Inga mercilessly plunged 
the new stimulator along the length of the first one. Diana's 
vagina was now expanded to its limits and it stretched like a 
gaping mouth as Inga twisted and shoved the dildo's in and out of 
her. The amazon was panic stricken now as the implements sent her 
totally out of control. Each thrust drove her mad with sensation 
as she was penetrated over and over again. Then, with an unreal 
tension, Diana tightened ever muscle as the surging climax began 
to surface. A long silence passed and the amazon squeezed as 
tightly as she could....

     "NNNOOOOOOOOOOO...MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMBBBBBLLLMMM!!!"

     Diana screamed her defiance as the climax was ruthlessly 
exacted from her. As soon as Wonder Woman released, Inga removed 
one of the vibrators and plunged it hard and swift into Diana's 
rosy, pink anus. Wonder Woman let out a pig like squeal as 
her rear was savagely penetrated. Her hips continued to buck and 
thrust about as Inga slid and twisted the phallic around 
mercilessly. This intensely horrid treatment brought on yet 
another fiery climax. Diana then slumped down into the pool, 
dazed, defeated and raped.

     Inga then removed the sex toys and rolled the amazon on her 
back. The two dominatrix then slid on top of her and began 
passionately kissing their moaning captive.  

     After several minutes of caressing and kissing, Gretchen 
stood up and sauntered slowly out of the steaming tub. At the 
same time, Inga slid in behind the avenger and wrapped her left 
arm around the woman's shoulders, forcefully, but not painfully 
pinning her arms to her side. She then gentle cupped her hand 
over Diana's mouth, pulling the heroine's head back against her 
shoulders. Both women knew there was no need for this but it was 
a symbol, a sign of power. Inga was the dominator and Diana was 
the prisoner. Diana accepted her role and sank back, letting the 
sensation of Inga's huge breasts on her bare, soapy back 
stimulate her some more.

     Gretchen toweled herself dry and slipped the towel around 
her body, pinning it with a fold at the top. With another towel 
she coiled her long, red hair up into a beehive. As she did this, 
Inga escorted Diana out of the tub and stood behind her on the 
white, fur rug, holding her hand over the woman's mouth. She then 
stepped aside and Gretchen quickly took her place, re-gagging the 
prisoner. As Inga dried herself off, Gretchen started to kiss and 
nibble Diana's ears, entertaining the dazed heroine.

     After Inga wrapped herself in a towel, she picked up a silk 
strip of cloth and walked toward Diana. Gretchen removed her hand 
and Inga pushed the cloth into Diana's mouth. Gretchen then took 
the ends and pulled it behind Diana's head, tying it off with a 
firm but comfortable knot. Diana now stood naked and soapy wet 
with her hands cuffed in front of her, her mouth gagged and her 
hair tied up high on her head.

     The two women then picked up some towels and started drying 
Wonder Woman off, using the towels to massage and stimulate the 
heroine even further. After a few minutes, they were done and 
they dropped the towels to the floor.

     Gretchen then walked to a closet and, after some rustling, 
came out with a coat hanger sporting a set of pink lingerie. They 
gently slipped the shear, pink panties over Diana's wide, 
motherly hips, sliding them slowly up her quivering, tan legs. 
The pink, laced bra corralled Wonder Woman's enormous endowment 
and the huge breasts were pulled up and together forming two 
perfectly round, spherical mounds of flesh. Her skin was still 
wet and glistening making her bulging breasts shiny and smooth 
under the rooms soft lights. An intricately laced robe was 
slipped over Diana's wide shoulders. It was beautiful but did 
nothing more than slightly hide her gorgeous shape behind a vale 
of shear, pink silk. Her hair was then fixed up again on top of 
her head, seeing how it was all astray from her bathtub 
encounter. The final touch was a pair of 6 inch, high heel, pink, 
stiletto shoes which skyrocketed the already taller amazon to a 
new, impressive height and which instantly caused the muscles in 
her long legs to shape and tighten, turning them into incredible 
showcases of form and beauty.

     The two dominatrix got dressed in their usual black, leather 
outfits. They then affixed a black, studded collar around Wonder 
Woman's long neck and pulled her gently by the leash, leading her 
into the next room. A tray of food sat at an elegant oak table. 
Diana was escorted to a chair in front of the food and was 
securely bound to it. Her arms were strapped to the chair's arms 
with silk binds and her legs were crossed and then tied at the 
knees and ankles. The gag was removed and the two women sat 
down and started spoon feeding their prisoner. Diana was famished 
and didn't hesitate to eat every delicious morsel.

     -     -    -

     Wonder Girl was almost comatose at this point. She stood 
against the table, her hips instinctively thrusting forward as 
the ticklers continued their ruthless onslaught. Her mouth was 
dry and slack as she stared out into space with her now glossy, 
tear filled eyes.

     "Oh Hera PLEASE! Somebody please... I'll do anything just 
let me cum." she cried as the teasing sensations drove her mad 
with desire. She had never felt like this before, so vulnerable 
and so turned on. This countess was insidious and she dreaded the 
woman's next move as she lay there moaning and cooing.

     After what seemed like an eternity, Drucella shivered as the 
sounds of the lab door opening broke the mind numbing spell and 
told her that the worst was yet to come. The countess entered the 
lab escorted by her blonde assistant and three German officers. 
The men were much older and looked very important. 

     "I don't know anything about Nazi insignia so I have no idea 
who they could be but, they must be pretty powerful to make the 
countess nervous." Dru noticed as the dark hared witch hemmed and 
hawed as she talked to the stoic men. The group approached the 
slowly twisting teen and stood in front of her, staring long and 
hard at her firm, naked body.

     "Zo, this is the amazing Vonder Voman." said Colonel 
Wilmeiter with a look of unimpressed disinterest as he stared at 
the young girl through his monocle.

     "Oh Colonel, zis is not ze Vonder Voman, only ze Vonder 
Girl." the countess said laughingly waving her hand at the girl 
as though to brush her off. 

     Dru shot them both an angry and annoyed stare. "I'm just as 
good as Diana you... you..." she thought as she let out a 
hissing, fiery snarl.

     "You vill meet Vonder Voman soon enough." the countess 
continued. "But first, the girl." 

     "Guards! Untie the girl and secure her to ze table." the 
woman ordered, pointing to a medical style table sitting against 
the wall of the lab. The guards stepped up and unstrapped the now 
super tender heroine. As they did so, the teen began twisting and 
kicking in a vain attempt at escape. The guards picked the girl up 
by each arm and carried her fiery form to the table where they 
began strapping her down. Her wrists went into two leather cuffs 
which secured her arms above her head. Two long, leather straps 
were then tied around her ankles. Dru could move her legs but 
only in a small, restricted way. The young girl lay twisting and 
gyrating as the guards inserted a special cloth wad into her 
mouth. They then secured the cloth in place with a leather strap 
that completely covered her mouth and prevented her from pushing 
the gag out. Dru could only moan and mumble as she fought to get 
free.

     "Spirited little thing." one of the officers noted.

     "Ya, but her fire will be doused soon enough." the countess 
gloated. Then she made a sharp, loud clap with her hands. The 
doors to the lab opened and Wonder Woman was slowly escorted into 
the lab and presented to the crowd.

     "Magnificent! Simply magnificent!" the Colonel gleamed as he 
stared indecently at the semi-nude amazon. "You have indeed 
earned the respect of the Third Reich." he exclaimed grinning at 
the defiant woman.

     "A great honor sir." she replied obsequiously. 

	"You will never get away with this." Wonder Woman proclaimed 
staring forward in pride and determinations. 

     "America will never yield to your.. MMMNMBLMMMMMM!..." but 
as Diana tried to finish her sentence, another special wad was 
shoved in her mouth from behind and the same kind of leather gag 
was securely affixed around her head. Diana could only hiss and 
moan as she stood helplessly in front of the Nazis.

     "You Americans are zo arrogant. You vill learn who your 
master is." the Colonel said in a gruff tone as he brutally grabbed 
Diana by the chin and forced her to look him in the eye.

     "If you vill allow me..." the countess said bowing her head 
and motioning to the two dominatrix. The women pushed Diana 
toward another table next to Dru's and wrestled the gyrating 
femme-fatal onto it. As they secured her, Diana and Dru stared at 
one another in fear and hopelessness. They had not seen each 
other at all since they were first kidnapped and the bondage 
reunion they were having was not a very warm one.

     "Hold on little one." Diana's eyes seemed to say as she 
stared at Dru. "They will never win."

     With a final, tightening yank on Diana's straps, the two 
Dominatrix stepped away from the table and the crowd watched as 
the two heroines grunted and groaned as they tested their bonds.

     "Now you vill witness the power of ze Third Reich." the 
countess proclaimed. "Now you vill seen the creation of ze new 
master race." and with that the lab door opened and two men 
entered the room and walked up to the countess.

     The men were nothing less than perfect physical specimens. 
They were huge, completely muscle bound with no sign of body fat 
what so ever. They stood completely naked and at attention as the 
countess circled them slowly, lightly caressing their wide chests 
with her soft hands. 

     "These specimens and their brethren represent the 
culmination of the Aryan race." she explained. "Carefully raised 
and bread, these men will sire a new, super race for ze glorious 
Reich." she continued. 

     "Now my children, look at your new mates." she said slowly 
as she stared past them toward the struggling Wonder Woman and 
Wonder Girl. "Now its time for you to do what you've been bread 
for... IMPREGNATE THEM!"

     Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl began wiggling and struggling 
wildly against their bonds as the two men approached them. They 
pushed themselves up the table as far as they could in a futile 
attempt at escape but the act was in vain as each men climbed 
onto the table from the end and started to move toward each 
woman, parting the captives' legs as the moved into position.

     With a forceful hand, Diana's attacker clamped down on her 
breast and began squeezing it ruthless as he pulled himself on 
top of her. The woman's strong pelvis thrust and twisted as she 
tried to push her much larger opponent off but his size and 
strength were too over whelming. Her long, muscular legs slid about 
wildly as she tried to kick him away but the leather straps 
binding her ankles only allowed her to bend her knees slightly. 

     As he maneuvered forward, she could see his enormous member 
growing hard with anticipation as she stared down in horror 
between her legs. Then, with a low, dull moan of defiance, Diana 
reeled her head back and gasped as the rapist guided is penis 
between her lips and pushed his rock hard erection into her 
unprotected vagina.

     Her rear shot up and about as the muscle bound attacker 
continued to mount the heroine. Inch by inch he slid deeper and 
deeper, forcing Diana to moan and grunt erotically with each 
intense thrust. Then, the two began to surge in unison as her 
attacker's member became fully inserted into her vagina.

     As she swayed and thrust, she looked across and watched as 
her younger sister squealed and gyrated frantically from her 
penetration. The teen's head thrashed about wildly, spraying her 
long brunette hair about as she bucked and surged under her 
assailant.

     Both women were now moaning and screaming under their gags 
as they writhed and struggled under the two rapists. The 
attackers added to the heroines' agony by grabbing and viciously 
massaging their huge breasts. Like wild animals, they sucked and 
squeezed the women's tits, milking them in an uncontrollable 
frenzy of passion. 

     The maddening gang rape continued for several minutes as 
each man began to build toward certain triumph. Then, Diana's 
attacker grabbed her buttocks hard as he began thrusting faster 
and faster into her. Diana knew defeat was near and the panic 
stricken amazon thrashed about wildly in desperation.

     "Nature at vork." demonstrated the countess. "They are 
incredible." The audience, however, ignored the woman's prattlings 
as they gazed in utter amazement at the erotic spectacle before 
them.

     Then, the unthinkable started to build as the two men began 
pumping faster and faster. The two bucking women screamed louder 
and more feverishly as the end grew near. Growing tighter 
themselves, both Dru and Diana began to seize, gasping and 
whining short breathes of protest as they tried in vain to force 
their attackers off of them. Their moans and grunts were 
complicating the situation, however, as hearing the erotic sounds 
of the other woman's rape sent chills of sensation through each 
of them.

     Diana's mate then reached up and under her, grabbing her 
shoulders hard as he pushed deeper into her. The man grew tighter 
and tighter and he pulled harder and harder as he swelled with 
tension. Diana rolled her head back and squeezed her thighs 
together in panic as she neared climax. Then with one last 
massive thrust, Diana screamed uncontrollably as her attacker 
exploded wildly inside her, ejaculating his fertile seed into her 
defenseless and unprotected womb.

     Drucella cried out with the same scream of defeat as her 
attacker came inside her. Both women then slumped down in 
exhaustion, moaning slowly as the men continued to pump away.

     "That's it my children," the countess said coldly as she 
walked between the two tables and stroked both the males' plump, 
muscular, pumping buttocks with her hands, "finish depositing 
every precious drop. Finish them for GOOD! Sire the master race!"

     After several moments of long, deep thrusts, the two men got 
up, dropping the two defeated heroines to the table and stood 
back at attention, their firm erections glistening with the 
remnants of their triumph.

     "Good!" the countess said staring at their dripping members. 
"Send in the next group." she ordered. The two men saluted and 
then left.

     "Next group?" asked the puzzled Colonel.

     "Ya, this will take several attempts. Of course the whole 
thing will be quite entertaining so sit back and enjoy." she 
smiled. 

     Diana and Dru both stared at each other in horror at this 
prospect and both avengers renewed their attempts at gaining 
freedom. Their fiery spirits were soon doused as the next two men 
mounted and penetrated them, sending them both into another 
exhausting, spiraling, primal downfall. The gang rapes continued 
relentlessly after that as both Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl were 
forced to procreate with their attackers.

     *     *     *

     Diana's body hit the stone floor hard as she was tossed into 
the cold, damp cell. Her battered and bruised body ached as she 
lay dazed and stunned on the floor. Dru's slack body came 
crashing down on top of her as the teen followed her sister.

     Diana's hands were firmly tied behind her back with several 
straps of leather. Straps bound her wrists and elbows together 
and several straps around her bare shoulders prevented her from 
moving her arms. Her sore legs were tied tightly together with 
several lengths that wrapped around both limbs like twine wrapped 
around a spool. She was still gagged with the leather gag and 
mouth piece she was fitted with in the lab. Her sister lay 
helpless and prone in the same way, completely bound and gagged.

     Both women moaned with exhaustion as they lay slightly 
shifting about on the floor. It had been several hours since the 
rapes began and Diana surmised that they had gone through every 
one of the countess's "perfect specimens". The streams of dried 
cum now stained the insides of her full, tan thighs as she lay 
fucked and beaten.

    "They're not going to stop." Diana thought testing her bonds. 
"I must get free of this hell before they do succeed in 
impregnating us."

     As she thought in horror at her predicament, the previously 
transpired events' draining experience forced her to fall into a 
deep, heavy sleep and both women lay unconscious on the dark 
cell floor.

End of Part 8.
Part 9 of 9.

     *     *     *
     "BAMMM"

     The door burst open forcing Wonder Girl and Wonder Woman to 
wake with a start. Inga and Gretchen rushed in and brutally picked 
the two women up, untying their legs and carrying them carelessly 
out of the cell and back toward the lab. Each girl knew their fate 
and they began to twist about as they neared the room. The two 
struggling heroines were brought into the lab and stood in front 
of the countess.

     The countess stood fuming, her arms crossed in front of her 
and her foot taping on the floor. She then waved at Inga. Inga 
untied and removed Diana's gag.

     "What ze HELL is going on!" screamed the countess as she 
grabbed Diana's hair and yanked her head toward her.

     "Wha... what do you mean?" asked Diana coyly batting her 
eyes like an innocent southern girl.

     "How dare YOU!" screamed the Nazi as she slapped Diana's 
face and pushed her back into Inga's arms. "You are supposed to 
be PREGNANT! My men fucked you both enough times to make any 
woman pregnant. There's no way either of you could have avoided 
this. I want to know what's going on? What's the SECRET!"

     "Go to hell WITCH!" Diana said angrily spitting at the 
countess and taunting her with a patronizing grin. 

     Dru stared at her sister in utter shock. "What are you doing 
Diana! Don't piss her off or she'll try and mate us with some 
farm animals or something" Dru thought shooting Diana a "shut up" 
gaze.

     "You're an IDIOT and I'll NEVER tell you "the secret"." 
Diana continued defiantly, knowing what the countess's next move 
would be.

     "We'll see about that." she said as she stomped way. She 
crossed the room and knelt in front of a blocky, steel safe which 
she frantically dialed. Soon she whipped open the heavy, metal 
door and pulled out what Diana was hoping for, her belt.

     "This will make you talk like it did before." she screamed 
as she yanked the golden lasso off the belt and threw the belt 
like an angry child onto one of the lab tables. 

     "I'm going to use this to mess you up real good Wonder 
Woman!" the countess hissed as she held up the loop and brought 
it toward Diana. "You've humiliated me in front of my superiors 
and you're going to pay!"

     "I'm going to make you do things you never thought poss..." 
But before the countess could finish her sentence, Diana's 
muscular leg shot out and her bare foot connected square with the 
countess's chin, sending the woman back hard and to the floor.

     Inga, startled by the amazon's amazing constitution, was 
caught completely off guard as Diana jumped backward plowing her 
body into the dominatrix and sending her back against a bookcase. 

     Gretchen, seeing this, started toward the feisty avenger but 
fell flat as Dru stuck her foot out, tripping the tall red head. 
Dru then piled on top of the girl and began bouncing up and down 
on her back, slamming her hard against the floor.

     Diana made a bee line for the belt was caught short as the 
countess plowed into her with a diving tackle. Both women went to 
the floor but the countess was triumphant seeing how Diana's arms 
and hands were still firmly bound behind her back. The countess 
sat on top of the struggling heroine, her face bleeding from the 
brutal kick.

     "You're really going to pay this time BITCH!" the countess 
screamed as she again raised the lasso and brought it toward 
Diana. "I'm going to find out where you came from and I'm going 
to do the same things to them that I've done to you."

     "NNNOOOOOOO!" Diana screamed as she tried to push the witch 
off of her.

     Inga started toward the countess to help her. As she ran 
across the room, Dru shoved her legs out and tripped the big 
breasted nymph, sending her staggering toward the two women on 
the floor. Inga slammed into the countess and tumbled over her, 
causing the dominatrix to reach out to grab something for 
support. Her hand connected with the edge of the table but her 
weight toppled it, causing its contents to catapult through
the air. 

     The countess and Inga both looked up in shock as Diana's 
belt soared straight up and came down with a slight "whap" on 
Diana's chest. Diana, grinning with triumph, began to swell as 
she pulled against her bonds. Like a string of lights bursting, 
the straps popped off her arms and flopped to the floor. Then 
with her free hand, she grabbed the belt and slipped it on.

     "Get HER!" screamed the countess as all the women rushed the 
now free Wonder Woman. The lab assistant was the first to reach 
the heroine and was the first to go sailing across the room as 
Diana easily flung her like a discarded Kleenex.

     Gretchen and Inga became very intimate for a brief moment as 
Diana slammed them together into a dominatrix sandwich and then 
flung them apart, slamming both dazed nymphs against opposing 
walls.

     "GUAR..." screamed the countess but Wonder Woman's super 
strong hand came clamping down over her mouth.

     "Now we'll see who pays." said Wonder Woman as she stared 
ominously into the countess's eyes. Holding the Nazi firmly with 
one hand, Diana reached down and tore her sisters bonds, freeing 
the plucky teen.

     "Get some of that anesthetic." Diana ordered. "We've got a 
little work to do."

     The countess began to scream in horror under Diana's hand as 
Dru picked up the chloroform bottle and began putting Inga, 
Gretchen and the assistant to sleep. 

     "Before I put you to sleep, I thought I'd let you in on our 
little secret." Diana said, pouring the bottle's contents into a 
rag. "You see, we amazons have very slow metabolisms which allows 
us to live extremely long lives. It also causes us to ovulate 
only once every twelve years as opposed to every month for you." 
she explained.

     "Yeah, and when WE'RE on the rag, WATCH OUT!" added Dru with 
a childish smile.

     "Nighty night." said Diana as the sickly sweat cotton wad 
clamped down over the countess's face.

      *     *     *

     "All done" bragged Wonder Girl with a gleaming smile as she 
wiped her hands and walked into the lab. 

     "Did you do what I told to with those two?" asked Diana as 
she slipped on the last of her costume.

     "Oh yeah and they'll be really surprised when they wake up." 
replied Dru with a prankster's grin. 

      *     *     *

     Inga moaned softly as the chloroform wore off. As she began 
to move, she found that she was both bound and gagged and tied to 
a lab table. Not only that, she was stripped completely naked and 
a cloth bag was tied over her head, completely obscuring her 
face. Only two small eye holes allowed her to see out. Looking 
about, she saw her cohort Gretchen reviving on a table next to 
her in the same condition.

     Both women jerked and twisted as they tried to free 
themselves. As the writhed about, Inga noticed a note taped to 
her bare chest. Examining it for a moment and trying to decipher 
the upside down writing, Inga began to scream in horror.



     "My children. Here are two new specimens. 
     My orders are to impregnate them.

     The Countess"



     Just as Inga finished reading, two of the Aryans walked 
into the room and immediately began mounting the two dominatrix. 
Both women screamed uncontrollably as the two men penetrated them 
and each couple bucked and thrust about as the impregnation 
continued. With a final, brutal thrust, both men finished and the 
next pair took their place. The women screamed and cried in 
agony, knowing the horrid fate that awaited both of them.

     *     *     *

     "And what about that bothersome lab assistant? What did you 
do with her." asked Diana.

     *     *     *

     The young blonde screamed as a new vibrator pushed its way 
deep inside her and sent her reeling with pain and sensation. As 
the machine pumped its dildo into her, another vibrator lunged 
forward and plunged itself into her tight, clenched anus, parting 
it wide open. The naked, gagged and banged lab assistant squirmed 
helplessly in the cold darkness as the insidious machine exacted 
climax after climax from her.

     *     *     *

     "Now you have to tell me what you did with that countess 
woman?" Dru asked eagerly as the two amazons slipped through the 
castle's hallways and out into the early morning fog.

     "I simply introduced her to an old friend of mine." Diana 
said with a smirk as she started telepathically summoning her 
invisible jet.

     *     *     *

     The drug's effects lifted and the countess slowly raised her 
hand to her head and let out a low moan. "Wha.. where am I?" she 
asked as she clenched her naked body and stared around the dank, 
brown cave.

     Suddenly, with a eerie whipping sound, several tendrils shot 
out from the pod and they enveloped the shock and confused mistress.

     "Dear GOD NO!!" she screamed as the pod pulled the twisting 
countess across the dirt floor and into its gaping maw.

     The tentacles wrapped themselves hard and tight around 
everyone of her flailing limbs and bound her into a submissive, 
ready position as she slid inside the creature.

     "NO! Not this!" she screamed as it enveloped her. Like Diana 
had explained, the amazon had a slower metabolism and so she was 
relatively safe from the creature but, the countess knew she was 
a normal female and this meant the plant would succeed.

     The proboscises entered her hard and brutally as she was 
forcefully raped by the insidious plant. The silhouette of her 
twisting, struggling form being penetrated illuminated from the 
glowing pod as the plant's seeds were deposited and the countess 
was inseminated. The now pregnant woman wiggled about helplessly 
in the sack as the unholy union of plant and mammal continued 
undisturbed.

     After what seemed like hours, the dark hared woman came 
spewing out, her body dripping wet with cum and lubricant. She 
lay moaning and wincing as her 9 month, swelled abdomen surged 
and bulged from the alien embryo moving about inside her. 

     "I'll get you for this Wonder Woman" the countess screamed 
in agony. "You'll PAY!!!!!"     

     *     *     *     

     "I love IT!" laughed Dru as both women climbed into the 
plane. "I wonder if its going to be a boy or a girl." she asked 
jokingly. Both women broke out in laughter as the jet soared off 
into the sunrise.


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