Wonder Woman: Slave Training Part 2 (MF,oral,BDSM,enema,rape)
The pain had dulled her senses. She was unaware of what was happening around
her. Wonder Woman had been in bondage for nearly forty-eight hours. Though
this fact was unknown to her. To her it seemed an eternity since she had
fallen into the pit trap set for her by her captor. An eternity of ropes
binding her wrists behind her thus (along with the absence of her magic belt)
helping to negate her powers. An eternity of feeling cold steel manacles
about her ankles, chain linked to the walls on either side of her.
An eternity of remembering, remembering what he did to her when she was
helpless to resist him. He had stripped her costume from her. First her top,
which he removed completely. Then her costume bottom. She would never forget
the sound and feel of the material as it slid slowly down her ass, baring her
to his evil designs. She remembered how he had gently stroked and petted her
body... her breasts. No man had ever done that before. Her nipples, they...
gods... Then he struck her. First one breast then the other. It hurt her,
confused her, but it was only the beginning. She shook her head.
She tried not to think of what happened next, but it was no use. Her
degradation had been taped by him and she had been forced to watch her
humiliation over and over again. She watched as he played with her ass,
moving his fingers gently yet firmly over her perfect hillocks, then into
her asscrack, deep between them to her asshole. She saw as he thrust a wet
finger deep into her anus which made her moan as he sawed it in and out.
Then he removed it and began the next step in her humiliation. He began to
spank her. Her poor naked and defenseless ass was soon red from the blows he
rained on her. In time the spanking began to really hurt. However it was
another feeling that she feared. One deep between her legs. She recognized it
and tried to fight it, but it was no use. The spanking combined with her
situation was too much for her and she came. She came as the Man continued to
spank her. She came when he stopped and stood back to admire the sight. For a
full five minutes she cried out her lust and danced in her bonds as wave
after wave of climaxes swept over her. Wonder Woman would never forget.
Even without the tape playing it all out over and over again, she knew she
would never forget. A noise made her look up. It was the Man. He was back and
he was removing the TV and VCR from the room. A moment later he was back and
was carrying some things into her prison. She saw two buckets, one empty, and
one full of what looked like hot water. She could see steam rising from the
surface. She saw also that he had a towel and cloth. He set these down and
then went out again and returned with more things.
She couldn't recognize one of the items he carried but the other she did. It
was an enema bag with a long hose and clamp. These he set down as well. Then
he moved over to her and produced a knife from his pocket. He opened it and
took hold of her costume bottom and cut into it. Two cuts and it fell to the
floor at her feet. For some reason Wonder Woman felt even more exposed than
before. He put the knife away and knelt behind her. He reached out and
released one of her ankles from its manacle and pulled off her boot. After
securing the leg again, he unshackled the other and removed that boot as
well. Then he secured that leg.
The Man smiled and stood, tossing away the last boot. He then began to
run his hands over her body. He caressed her back and shoulders. Then he
vigorously rubbed her arms and next her legs. Finally he stroked her bottom.
He moved his hands all over her superb ass, pressing, probing, petting,
stroking every inch of her buttocks.
As he touched her body, Wonder Woman's humiliation deepened. Then he moved
to her front and looked her in the eyes. She looked back and could see a
tenderness in his face that had been absent before. She wondered at it.
Then he gestured to the device she did not recognize. It was made of molded
plastic and shaped like an egg though it was at least five times bigger. On
one end, the larger end, there was a small piece of plastic that protruded
like a pipe. She couldn't guess what it was, or what it was for.
The Man took it around behind her and placed it between her legs and over her
pussy with the smaller end facing her head. Then he placed the empty bucket
under her and positioned it beneath the pipe opening. When he placed the
device against her body, Wonder Woman instantly knew what it was for. She
shook her head in rebellion at this latest attempt to humiliate her and
tensed her body in defiance.
The Man would have none of this. He removed the device and exited the room.
He came back carrying a piece of leather. It had a handle on one end and from
it ran a wider piece of leather like a strap about a foot long. At the end of
this were many narrower pieces of leather cut in strips. If she knew what it
was she would have called it a tawse. Since she didn't she just cringed at
the thought of what was to come.
The Man wasted no time. He went behind and to her left and swung the tawse
through the air. SWISH! SWICK! SWISH! SWATT! SWISH! SPPANNKK! The tawse
smacked her upturned nates with a loud vicious sound. SMACK! SMACK! SWAT!
SPANK! SPANK! Over and over the tawse slammed into her. The smaller straps
were everywhere. On her ass, and her soft inner thighs, and even her plump
hair lined slit. The straps smacked into her wide open cunt causing Wonder
Woman to jump and buck in her bonds. Vainly trying to escape the punishing
After thirty such spanks Wonder Woman realized that she could not hold out.
So she reasoned that in order to save her body anymore punishment she had to
give in. He could and would hurt her a lot worse than he was right now in
order to get her to comply. So she cried out to him, "All right! I'll do it.
I... I'll do it." and relaxed her body.
The Man dropped the tawse and picked up and placed the device over her now
sore pussy. Then with an audible sigh, Wonder Woman emptied her bladder. The
device worked perfectly and her piss hit the bucket squarely.
When she was done the Man removed it. He did not remove the bucket however.
Rather he tapped her on the ass and gestured to the bucket. With horror she
realized that he wanted her to defecate into the bucket as well. Once more
she shook her head in defiance. This time the Man growled and went around to
her front and held up the enema bag. He pointed to the water filled bucket
and then to her ass. A shocked look crossed her face as she realized his
intentions. She did not want to have him use the enema bag on her. Thus once
again she knew defeat.
She adjusted her body and squatted as much as she could. Then with a bit of
a grunt and strain Wonder Woman emptied her bowels into the bucket as the Man
had commanded. When she was done the Man quickly removed the bucket of filth
and the enema bag and the device.
When he returned, he picked up the cloth and dipped it into the bucket of hot
water. Then he began to wash her back and shoulders. Wonder Woman was amazed.
She couldn't figure out why he was doing this, but she wasn't going to argue.
It felt too good. He washed her arms next. He rubbed them and flexed them as
much as her bonds allowed. Then he did her neck and upper chest. Then he
knelt down and washed her breasts. The warm soapy water felt wonderful on her
The Man noted with a smile that her nipples stood wet and erect. Wonder Woman
sighed in pleasure. Her stomach was next and then her legs. Strong, beautiful
legs, with full, lush thighs that tapered gently to her knees only to flair
then taper once more with her sturdy calves and trim ankles. He then placed
the cloth between her legs and washed and rubbed and petted her pussy. Her
dark curly pubic hairs glistened wetly as he scrubbed her. Her neither lips
were swollen and open and inviting, but the Man steeled himself and moved on.
His cloth at last began to wash her asscheeks. The water made them shiny. The
pink color they acquired from the spanking was lovely. The stripes from the
tawse were clearly visible on her white skin. The Man admired the sight for
a moment then grabbed her cheeks and pried them open. She gave him no
resistance. He placed the cloth between her cheeks and washed her crack up
and down the full length of it. He also dipped a cloth covered finger into
her asshole. He pushed his finger in all the way to the second knuckle and
moved it around causing her to groan in pain (and pleasure?). He spent a good
few minutes cleaning her anus. Wonder Woman was breathless when he stopped.
He tossed the cloth into the bucket and picked up the towel and proceeded to
vigorously dry her off. When he was through he stood back and admired her.
Wonder Woman felt like the prize filly at a country fair with all the
attention the Man gave her. Similar thoughts were running through the Man's
head only he looked on Wonder Woman not as a filly but as a prize possession.
After a moment he removed the water and cloth and towel and returned with a
tray table filled with food and drink. The food was fruit and cheese and
bread. The drink was wine, water and milk. He fed these to Wonder Woman which
she gratefully took.
When she had finished he removed the tray and stood in front of her. Then he
smiled at Wonder Woman and unzipped his pants. He then reached inside and
took out his cock and held it up to her ripe full lips. Wonder Woman's eyes
bugged out of her head. She shook her head and clamped her lips together. She
knew what he wanted and was determined not to give in.
The Man sighed and got a stern, angry look on his face. With his left hand he
took hold of her hair and pulled her as upright as her bonds would allow.
This presented her breasts to him. Which he immediately began to spank. First
one then the other. SMACK! WHACK! SLAP! SPANK! Blow after blow fell on her
Wonder Woman screamed and shrieked in agony. The Man ignored her and brutally
kept on smacking her tits. SWAT! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK! SWAT!
When the spank count reached around thirty or so, the Man saw that Wonder
Woman, with tears of humiliation filling her beautiful blue eyes, had opened
her mouth, not in a scream this time, but in a silent oval. The Man let her
settle back into her bonds but he kept her head up with a firm grip on her
hair. He then took hold of his erect cock and once more presented it to her
All of Wonder Woman's senses were at their peak. Her tear filled eyes watched
his cock as it moved towards her. It looked huge. A good ten inches long and
two inches thick. It was dark in color, all except the head which was a deep
red. The opening at the end of his penis looked like a mouth that was open.
Now she could smell it. It had a musky odor. The smell was strong and heady.
Her nose wrinkled in recoil to the power of his man smell.
Now he was at her lips. The Man pressed his warm cock against her lush lips.
Slowly, Wonder Woman opened her mouth wider to accommodate his size. The
Man's penis went inside. Wonder Woman's lips stretched around his manhood.
She wasn't sure if he'd fit. Her teeth scrapped against his flesh. She didn't
know what to do with her tongue. She kept it flat against the floor of her
mouth, but when the Man pushed his cock in further and touched the back of
her throat, her tongue automatically came up and pressed itself against him.
She discovered that his dick had a tangy taste which made her salivate and
swallow. When she did her mouth, which was now full of his cock, compressed
around him, squeezing him.
The Man was in heaven. He left his cock fully in her mouth for awhile so she
could get used to it. He also wanted to admire the sight of his prick inside
the mouth of the great Wonder Woman. After a few more moments, the Man pulled
back with his hips. Wonder Woman thought he was through. However, when his
cockhead reached her teeth he pushed himself back in again. He set up a
rhythm of moving his cock in and out of her mouth.
Wonder Woman nearly choked at first on her own spit as she tried to keep
up. In time though she began to get the rhythm and all went smoothly. She
realized that in order to keep from choking she would have to swallow her
spit as it formed. This was best accomplished when he was withdrawing his
dick. She made a sucking motion when he pulled back and swallowed just
before he pushed back in. Her mouth made more saliva when he pushed back
in. Thus the cycle kept repeating itself.
The Man was delighted for Wonder Woman had taught herself how to suck him
off. He fucked her face for a long while. Wonder Woman's jaw began to ache
from the stretching it was getting. She was throughly humiliated and just
wished it would end soon.
All too soon to suit him the Man felt a stirring in his balls and knew that
it wouldn't be long. He quickened his pace. Wonder Woman struggled to keep
up. Her efforts only inflamed his lust more. He groaned and gave a hard
thrust and pressed her face hard into his crotch. Then with a cry of animal
passion he came into her mouth.
Wonder Woman nearly gagged as his stream of jiz flooded her mouth and throat.
In huge gulps, she began to swallow his hot sticky cum. After a few moments
the stream of cum stopped and his cock began to deflate. Wonder Woman
continued to move her tongue around, trying to clean the last of his sperm
from her mouth.
The Man left his dick in her mouth and let her clean it as well. Finally he
pulled it out and stepped back. He looked down at Wonder Woman, her body
glistening with sweat from her exertions, her head hung in defeat and shame.
She looked magnificent. He smiled and left the room.
Time passed slowly for Wonder Woman. She reflected on what happened to her.
She was amazed at the depth to which she had sunk. To actually take the penis
of a man into her mouth. The cruel hardness of it. The sharp smell of him.
She had felt the Man becoming more and more aroused as she sucked on his
shaft She could have resisted more, but for some reason she didn't. She got
caught up in what was happening, and when he shot his semen into her mouth,
she... she actually enjoy... No! she screamed mentally. She had to swallow or
choke on his vile fluid... but did she have to clean off his... his cock so
thoroughly? To lick it almost... lovingly?
It was just too much for her. She sank into a deep pit of humiliation and
anguish. Alone with her troubling thoughts.
After what seemed a long time the door opened and the Man returned. He was
dressed in a blue bathrobe and slippers. He stopped as he always did to
admire her form. He ran his eyes over her perfect amazonian body taking in
everything. This time he ran his hands over her as well. He paid very close
attention to her tits. He petted and fondled them and played with her
nipples. They still grew hard even though they had been under a constant
barrage of stimuli. The Man marveled at this.
In a much shorter time than before Wonder Woman began to respond to his
touching by moaning softly and her breath became more rapid. When he was
satisfied with the results the Man stopped touching her tits and stepped
away from her. She looked up at him with an almost disappointed look on
her face. He could see her nostrils flaring and her bosom heaving from her
The Man smiled and went around behind her. He like this view of her best of
all. He could see her naked ass swaying gently before him as she tried to
bring her emotions under control. He also saw between her legs to the dark
patch of hair covering her pussy. The Mans eyes locked on her pussy as he
approached her. His hand went out and reached for her. His fingers felt
around the lips of her hair lined slit and found them damp.
As for her, Wonder Woman tried to move away from his questing fingers but
could not. Her bonds kept her in place. She was trapped and helpless and
unable to prevent him from continuing his sensual assault. He dug into her
pussy with his middle finger. It's moist warm depths surrounded him
invitingly. Wonder Woman moaned aloud in pain and... arousal.
His finger kept up it's maddening play. His thumb sought out her clit. He
found it standing proud and erect like a miniature penis. As he batted and
stroked it Wonder Woman groaned very loudly. Her hips bucked and gyrated as
his fingers kept on playing with her body. The Man was delighted. He watched
enraptured as her body contorted and gyrated to his simple ministrations. Her
superb ass jumped and wiggled, as her lush tits swayed and flopped back and
forth under her. It was wonderful.
The Man knew that the moment for the next step had arrived. So he withdrew
his hand and took off his robe. Underneath he was quite naked.