Subject: Domination of WW 2B

Part 3 of 9.

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     "Make my friend come you American BITCH!" growled Gretchen 
as she continued to slam home the dildo. "Oh you are such a horny 
little girl aren't you?" mocked the redhead.

     "Oh GOD YES!" screamed Inga as she slid her hips up and down 
hard over Dru's twisting, thrashing face. The large breasted 
dominatrix then released her grip on Dru's head and grabbed her 
own breasts. With wild, unrestrained abandonment, Inga massaged 
her huge tits, masturbating herself as she forced Dru to lick and 
suck her wet vagina.

    NO!" cried out Dru under a heavy veil of hair and flesh but, 
deep down, she knew she was lying. These women were so brutal, so 
blatant, and combined with the struggling and bondage, Drucella 
began to tighten as the wave of climax began to build inside her.

     "Ya, so horny. I bet you could take two of these couldn't 
you?" said Gretchen. No sooner had the redhead finished her 
sentence then Wonder Girl began thrashing about wildly at this 
horrific thought. Her hips exploded upward, however, as the 
second dildo slipped under the first and forced its way deep 
inside her. Then, without letting the young girl get her second 
wind, Gretchen grabbed both vibrators with one hand and 
brutally sliding them in and out of the young, defenseless 
nymph's pussy.

     Pump after pump forced Dru's hips to twist about frantically 
in a vain attempt at resisting the inevitable. The implements 
plunged deep into her womb and back up her vagina causing her 
lubricant to pour out over the two fallics and down Gretchen's 
arm. Stroke after stroke brought her closer and closer to the 
edge.  This act was too cruel, too unfair the dildos were too 
big. She had no way to resist being taken and defeated.

     "HERA! Can't take this...raping ME!..."

     Overloaded and unable to deal with the overwhelming rush of 
pain and pleasure, Wonder Girl's climax rose higher and higher 
like a soaring bird reaching for the highest cloud. She tightened 
up so much that Gretchen had to put more muscle behind her 
pumping. Inga was nearly ready to burst as well as she let out wail 
after wail of erotic moans and screams. This aural stimuli added 
to Dru's already heavy barrage of sexual stimuli. The young 
girl soared higher and higher. Then, with one last forceful 
plunge, Gretchen drove the two dildos deep into Wonder Girl, 
wiggling them about wildly, forcing her to scream frantically and 
thrash about helplessly as she was cruelly forced to climax 
against her will.

     At the same moment, Inga exploded in climax with a loud, 
animalistic moan that echoed throughout the cell and she sprayed 
vaginal cum all over Drucella's face. Wonder Girl slumped down in 
defeat as the intense climax claimed a piece of her fiery will.

     "My turn!" cried Gretchen as she walked around front and 
bared herself. At this point Dru sprang groggily back to life and 
started panicking at the thought of being forced to go through 
this again. 

     Inga calmly staggered back behind Dru and knelt down between 
the teen's legs. Grabbing the sides of her buttocks with her 
hands, Inga pulled the young girl's hips back and plunged her 
tongue and mouth into Dru's dripping wet vagina. The fiery teen's 
feisty hips twisted and bucked as Inga viciously licked and 
sucked the young girl dry. "You're zo wet my dear. Zo wet 
and zo delicious... MMMM MMM MMMMMGNM".

     Gretchen worked from the front and forced her red pussy into 
Dru's wet face. Dru began again to struggle and writhe in agony 
as the two merciless dominatrix continued to rape her. Both women 
continued for what seemed like a half hour, licking and 
masturbating the young, helpless teen. 

     After several minutes of driving Drucella insane with her 
mouth, Inga stood up and licked her herself clean of lubricant, 
sucking the fluids from her fingers and from around her mouth as 
though she just finished feasting on some wonderful desert. She 
then picked up the two dildos and plunged them hard and viciously 
into the teen's defenseless vagina and began mindlessly barraging 
Wonder Girl again with pump after pump from the two, dripping wet 
dildos. She also continued to masturbate herself to keep up her 
climaxed state squeezing and massaging her own breasts in erotic 
stimulation.

     Gretchen twisted and swayed up and down as her experience 
grew more and more intense. Her red hared pussy slide slowly over 
Dru's chin, across her full red lips, over her nose, over her 
eyebrows and back down the same path. Dru could do nothing more 
than suck and lick the woman's vagina and clitoris with her 
tongue as it passed hard and forcefully over her mouth. Inga 
continued to push and pull the two vibrators in and out of Dru's 
wriggling rear in a feverish attempt to claim another climax.
Both women formed another rhythm as they pumped the young teen 
toward another hard discharge.

     After several minutes, Inga withdrew the dildos and licked 
them clean, making a yummy "MMMM" sound as she suckled them dry 
like ice-pops. She then walked over to the cabinet and grabbed 
the belt Gretchen was wearing and slipped it on. Picking up 
another vibrator, she hooked it in place at the front of the belt. 
This vibrator was thick and black with several rounded studs 
running along its length. She also picked up a short riding crop 
with a small loop of leather at the end and walked back over to 
the defenseless heroine. She raised the threatening device and 
forced this new, formidable weapon into the young girl's vagina. 

     "BLMMMMMMMMM!" wailed Wonder Girl almost bursting into tears 
from the miss-shapen implement's sensation. She began thrusting 
up and down mindlessly now as the vibrator worked its way deeper 
and deeper.

     "YA!" screamed Inga as she slapped the riding crop across 
Dru's shaking rear. Like a cowgirl breaking a wild filly, Inga 
rode behind Dru laughing and slapping the young heroine across 
her ass again and again.

     "Oh GOD You dirty BITCH!" screamed Gretchen as she neared 
climax. She squeezed Dru's head even tighter into her crotch, 
almost suffocating the deranged young girl. Then, with an 
explosion of screams, Gretchen burst and her climax echoed 
throughout the cell. The guards outside could barely stand still 
just thinking about the activity that must be going on in the 
room and how they'd love to get a piece of that young, little 
Wonder Girl.

     Gretchen was now panting heavily and dropped to her knees in 
front of the now screaming heroine. She grabbed Dru's head by 
both cheeks and, like some love sick dog, she began licking the 
cum off the girl's cherry red face. As she did this, the 
perverted redhead also began kissing Dru deeply and heavily, 
sucking her lips and tongue as she madly smacked her mouth.

     Inga continued pumping the vibrator in and out of Dru, 
smacking and spanking the young girl's ass in sick amusement. 
Then, with a vicious jerk, she quickly yanked out the now soaked 
dildo from the panicked child, giving her a small love tap with 
the riding crop on her vagina. She then knelt down and wrapped 
her arms around Dru's thighs and, like some crazed animal, she 
began licking and slurping the cum from Dru's vagina.

     "NNNGGHH! No! HERA NO! Why are they doing... can't think... 
NO!!!" Drucella cried to herself as overwhelming waves of sexual 
sensation pounded away at her mental resistance. Inga continued 
to lick Drucella, shoving her nose and mouth inside the heroine 
and violently licking her tender clitoris with her wiggling, 
twisting tongue. Dru could do nothing to resist as the stimulus 
tore away at her will.

     After several minutes, Inga stood back up and cupped Dru's 
plump, red buttocks. "Zo virginal, zo young. It is time to POP 
your little cherry."

     "NO!!!!!!!!! Not THAT!.... DIANA!..." screamed Dru as Inga 
spread the girl's soft, plump cheeks and inserted the enormous 
dildo into her vulnerable anus. Wonder Girl began to kick and 
buck wildly, snorting and gasping with each cringing sensation as 
the fat vibrator worked its way deeper and deeper inside her. At 
first the going was met with valiant resistance but Inga 
maliciously twisted her hips wildly until the implement began 
forcing its way past the young girl's defiant anal muscles.

     At the same time, Gretchen slid under the young, gyrating 
girl and sucked one of her ripe breasts into her mouth. Like some 
wild animal on a feeding frenzy, the redheaded dominatrix sucked 
and squeezed the young girl's tit frantically in some insane 
attempt at milking the bound heroine dry. The other breast met 
with the same vicious assault as Gretchen relentlessly violated 
the heroine's unprotected tits. Both breasts were squeezed and 
milked, being pushed together then pulled apart violently and 
mercilessly.

     "HERA NO!" screamed Dru as the next climax began to surface. 
"No... No!.... NO!!!" she screamed again and again as she grew 
nearer to the edge. "Why are they doing this... " she thought, 
"Can't concentrate... can't take this! I won't surrender! I WON'T 
SURR...."



     "NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"



     The cell and surrounding corridors echoed with the young 
girl's scream of utter defeat. Both guards were now so enthralled 
by the erotic noises coming from the cell that they completely 
ignored the other as they rubbed themselves listening to the 
young girl's cries.

     Dru lay slumped and lifeless, like a discarded rag doll, 
over the small padded bench that supported her stomach. Drool and 
sweat trickled slowly from the dazed heroine's mouth as her head 
lay bent over in defeat. The two satisfied dominatrix removed 
their paraphernalia and returned their toys to the cabinet.

     "Spirited young thing." Gretchen said giving Dru another 
love pat on the rear as she walked around to the young girl's 
front.

     "Ya, quite entertaining. These American girls are so wild, 
so in need of taming. I will enjoy breaking her." replied Inga as 
she walked to the side of the restraint machine and opened a 
control panel.

     Gretchen knelt in front of Dru and grabbed the girl by the 
hair, raising her to eye level. Dru stared back, dazed and 
delirious, her eyelids just barely able to stay open. Gretchen 
stuffed a rolled up ball of cloth into Dru's lax mouth and tied a 
shiny black leather gag around the heroines head, silencing the 
helpless and devastated young girl.

     As the redhead gagged Drucella, Inga began flipping a few 
switches at the base of the machine. Suddenly, a series of motors 
started up and a metal arm began to raise up from the base of the 
machine, between Dru's legs. Like a scorpion's tale it raised 
higher and higher until the end of it was level with Dru's hips. 
At the end was mounted a cylinder with an array of smaller, 
robotic arms attached to it. Each arm had a different "feminine 
toy" attached to it. Some of the dildos were thin and smooth 
while others were fat and ridged. All of them came to life and 
pointed their heads toward the unsuspecting heroine.

     "I hope you enjoy our little friend." said Inga with a 
giggle. "Gretchen tied me into it once and it took 4 hours for me 
to break. That's my record."

     "Ya. It broke her real good. She was my absolute slave." 
replied Gretchen shooting Inga a sly smile.

     "Ya, she made me fuck EVERYTHING." replied Inga closing her 
eyes and envisioning her defeat with fond memories.

     Gretchen then grabbed Dru's head and kissed her lightly on 
the forehead. Inga did the same and both women walked to the 
door. As they left they blew Dru a sarcastic kiss and flipped off 
the lights, bolting the door behind them.

     "MMMMM!" moaned Dru as the first fallic penetrated her and 
its robotic arm began sliding the torturous implement in and out 
of her. The young girl had caught somewhat of a second wind but 
the machine made short work of that as it stole another climax 
from the feisty heroine. Just as she finished whining her climax, 
another dildo moved into place and began making short work of the 
girl's will power. Each time she recuperated a little, the 
machine would pound away her will. For each step she made 
forward, the insidious device would knock her two steps back. 
Penetration after intense penetration whittled away at her 
spirit. Both her vagina and anus were violated without mercy. 
Wonder Girl struggled in vain in the lonely darkness as she 
slipped deeper and deeper into mindless, savage domination.

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     The castle was like some demented maze. Tunnels ran 
everywhere and interconnected all over the place. First she was 
in some kind of dungeon, then some kind of sewer, then some 
ventilation shafts. It was as though the castle structure on top 
was just a tiny portion of the real fortress underneath. Diana 
remembered reading about such fortifications. They were designed 
to confuse attacking armies so the occupants could either escape 
or ambush the attackers. Only the residence knew the way 
through the maze. 

     "I didn't have time to interrogate that woman." sighed 
Wonder Woman. "The good thing is, I haven't seen any guards 
around either. I guess they don't venture this far in for fear of 
getting lost." she thought as she slinked her way through the 
dimly lit hallways.

     After a few moments she entered a wider section of hallway. 
It was almost perfectly square and was about 30 feet on each 
side. It seemed almost more like a room with two large archways 
at both ends than a hallway. A torch dimly lit the room and the 
huge, monolithic arches that lined the walls disappeared quickly 
into the eerie darkness that masked the roof.

     "I don't like the looks of this." Diana thought as she 
slowly entered the room, keeping her eye on the ceiling. "Dark 
ceilings make for nasty surprises." she thought as she took each 
step carefully and walked slowly across the floor.

     Suddenly, as she reached the center, a loud, dull snap under 
her boots broke the tension filled silence and Diana dropped a 
few inches into a mire of reddish brown mud. 

     "What THE!..." she gasped as the tops of her boots were 
immediately engulfed and she slipped into the mud. "Hera! What a 
mess." she cursed as she raised each foot to shake off the mud. 
Wads of heavy Earth splattered on the walls and floor as she 
raised each leg and shook it clean. She then started to walk 
forward, only to find her legs slipping deeper into the brown 
muck.

     "What's going ON!" she barked angrily as she raised her legs 
again to free herself. "This stuff... its too soft to walk in." 
she thought as she fought to move forward.

     She looked about the room and her heart sank slightly with a 
sharp realization. She studied the floor and quickly ascertained 
that the room's floor was a pit of mud with a very thin board 
running over the surface. It was covered by a thin layer of dried 
earth to fool any unsuspecting victim. The board could support a 
person until they reached the center where it would then break, 
leaving the victim stranded in a small sea of soft quicksand.

     "This must be some old medieval trap used to snare invaders. 
Hera, I feel real sorry for the pour souls who must have gotten 
trapped in this." she said calmly as she looked about the room. 
She then tensed up slightly as she realized she was one of those 
poor souls.

     Wonder Woman twisted her hips in slight panic looking for 
some means of escape as she sank deeper and deeper into the 
quagmire. She tried to pull her legs free from the liquidy mud 
but as she pulled up on one leg, she would push down on the other 
causing it to sink deeper. 

     "I don't believe this." she said angrily putting her hands 
on her hips and staring about desperately. Her legs slipped a few 
more inches and she gasped slightly as the cool mud flowed over 
her boots and touched the bottom of her bare knees. 

     She began to twist frantically now, pulling and pushing her 
muscular legs in and out of the mud in a vain attempt at freeing 
herself. The mud bubbled and slurped as it sucked her legs down 
and she found it harder and harder to move them as they got 
deeper into the goo.

     "I think I can work my way forward..." she said as she 
reached out into the mud to feel for the rest of the wooden 
floor. Her legs had now sunk a few more inches and the mud was 
smoothly hugging her firm, shapely, bare thighs. 

     "YES!" she cheered as her hand connected with the edge of 
the broken floor. "All I have to do now is pull myself..." but as 
she pulled on the edge of the board, a loud, mechanical "CLUNK" 
resonated throughout the room. Almost immediately, a large, rope 
meshed net dropped from the darkness above and covered the 
stunned amazon. Her hands flailed about frantically as she tried 
to pull the net off of her. This accelerated the sinking process 
and her bare legs slipped below the surface. 

     Her wide hips and full rear now sat in the mud and offered a 
little bit of resistance as the creeping substance worked its way 
around her widely curving form. It was as though some monstrous 
snake was slowly swallowing her feet first, and found her hips 
to be an ever widening obstacle that it had to work its mouth 
around. The mud continued its unrelenting digestion of its victim 
and the pressure of the ooze began squeezing her plump buttocks 
upward as she sank deeper and deeper.

     Diana continued to struggle in vain as she tried to pull off 
the entangling net and free herself from the ever consuming muck. 
She thrust her hands into the goo hoping to push her way out only 
to find her arms sinking like two poles into the mud. Her chest 
and hips twisted and wiggled wildly as she fought in desperation 
to escape but this only caused her to sink deeper and deeper into 
her liquidy grave.

     As the mud slipped over the curvature of her ripe, bulging 
rear, it made its way around her wide hips and full upper thigh 
and began to again accelerate its ascent as it consumed her large 
hips. Wonder Woman quickly sank to her waist with a shocking 
"blup" sound as the mud finally pushed past her wide struggling 
form. 

     "Ok, wait woman! Don't panic! That's what's going to get you 
killed!" she said to herself in an attempt at calming herself 
down. "To think, women in Hollywood pay hundreds of dollars to 
get this kind of treatment." she mused as she picked up a clump 
of mud and tossed it half heartedly across the room looking 
around again for some means of escape. 

     She twisted her waist back and forth feverishly, holding her 
arms above the mud as she tried to move her legs and hips. Her 
hips surged and surfaced every once in a while from the gooey 
mass as she gyrated in futility. Her thighs would shortly come to 
the surface, exposing her soft brown skin slightly, but the mass 
of the mud pulled them right back down straight, pinning them 
motionless. She was like some poor fly caught and struggling 
helplessly on a sheet of fly paper. 

     Suddenly, with an incredibly obnoxious farting sound, the 
trapped air around Diana's body blorted to the surface with a 
loud "BRAPPPP" sound. Diana let out a slight gasp as she quickly 
slipped further into the mud and all the way up to her large 
breasts. Her arms flailed about frantically now as she tried to 
swim toward the edge of the pool. This was to no avail however as 
the weight of the mud was much greater than her buoyancy.  

     Her tits sank slightly and rested like two perfect spheres 
halfway in the mud. The same resistance she felt around her wide 
hips and buttocks now tingled around her chest as bubbles of air 
escaped around her skin and the mud slowly gained ground over 
this new, extremely wide obstacle.   

     "UUUGH... NO! HERA! Must free MYSELF.." she screamed as she 
rested her arms on top of her breasts and twisted about 
frantically looking for some kind of escape. 

     As she sank, her breasts began to bulge upward from the 
force of the mud like two large balloons being sucked through a 
narrow straw. The force pushed them out of her costume's bra cups 
and her nipples rolled forward and upward as her breasts were 
squeezed out. The two large tits rolled out of her costume and 
slid softly into the cold, gooey mud, bulging upward as the mud's 
force squeezed them ever tighter.

     The mud continued to rise higher and higher, however, 
creeping slowly and steadily over the surface of her bare breasts 
and around their curvature toward her exposed nipples. The cold 
ooze rippled over her bare skin as she was sucked deeper and 
deeper.

     Suddenly, with another obnoxious "BLUB", both breasts were 
swallowed up by the mud and her whole body sank to the tops of 
her shoulders. 

     "NNNNUUUGHHH!!!! By the GODS! It can't end like THIS!" she 
cried as she raised her arms above her head in hopes of attaining 
some kind of equilibrium. Under the mud, she continued to twist 
and wiggle her chest and hips, hoping to push herself out of the 
ooze. This caused the whole sea of mud to jiggle and oscillate 
slowly like a giant slab of jello pudding being shaken in a bowl.

     "There's got to be a way out of this." she growled in a 
desperate voice. Her hands were now above her head and were 
supporting the net like two tent poles. 

End of Part 3
Part 4 of 9

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     "Wait, the NET!" she screamed in hope. Grabbing the rope 
strands she started pulling on them one by one. "This thing can't 
be perfect. If I can just... YES!" Diana began giggling in 
excitement at finding a loose rope. She pulled the length through 
the weave until she had a length of rope about 15 feet long.

     As she struggled with the net, however, her wide shoulders 
slipped below the surface and now only her head and lower arms 
remained visible. 

     "Now if only I had something I can use as a hook." she 
muttered spitting bits of dirt and mud out of her mouth as she 
wiggled about desperately. 

     "I KNOW!" she screamed as she reached up and removed her 
head band. After a few moments of tying, she lashed the rope to 
her curved barrette. 

     "Now if I can hit that torch sconce..." she exclaimed as she 
twirled the rope. With her last ounce of strength she thrust 
upward and tossed the head band and rope toward the torch holder. 
This last act of desperation exhausted her last few inches, 
however, and her face and head slipped completely under the mud 
leaving only her hands exposed. Slowly she reeled in the rope, 
desperately holding her breathe in hopes of snagging the sconce.

     With only a few moments of air left, she continued to pull 
in the cord, Her hands growing weaker and weaker as the blood rushed 
from them. Suddenly, the head band made a clinking sound as it 
hooked around the sconce and the rope tightened. 

     The dazed amazon began to pull hard against the mud's death 
grip with her last ounce of strength. Her body slid slowly 
forward and then, with a loud "BLURP!", her head popped out of 
the mud. She let in a huge gasp of air as she continued to 
feverishly pull herself from the middle of the pit. Her legs and 
hips kicked and thrust about like a fish on the bank of a muddy 
river as she tried to use every muscle to move herself forward.

     After several long minutes of exhaustive pulling she reached 
the hardwood floor and rested her arms on the wooden edge. With a 
monstrous effort she pushed upward, pulling her mud soaked body 
from its liquid tomb and collapsing in utter exhaustion on the 
floor of the room.

     After a few more minutes, she pulled herself completely free 
and slowly got to her feet. Her body and hair were absolutely 
covered with a thick, rich layer of creamy brown mud. It flowed 
and glistened like a river of slow moving ooze over her huge, 
plump breasts, down her flat stomach, over her large buttocks and 
down her long, shapely, shiny brown legs. The suction of the mud 
had also pulled her costume completely off and she spent the next 
several minutes fishing her mud soaked suit from the trap. 

     After shaking it off as best as she could, Diana plopped 
down on her ass like a grumpy school girl and lay back against a 
pillar. "Hera, I need a bath!"

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     The countess shook the cobwebs from her head as the guard 
finished removing the last of the medical tape from around her 
legs. 

     "We saw nothing Madam!" said the guard unraveling the tape, 
"No Vonder Voman went past us outside."

     "Zat's impossible you OAF!" screamed the groggy madam as she 
shakily stood up from the table. "There is no other vay out of 
zis room! Where could she have gone!"

     "Madam! Over here." said one of the guards standing at the 
back of the room. The countess, the other guards and the lab 
assistant walked over to the small, thick metal door on the back 
wall and the guard pointed down to a woman's boot impression in 
the soft mud at the base of the door. Suddenly, like some wicked 
witch of the east, the countess broke out into a chorus of 
insideous laughter.

     "Zat incredible BIMBO!" she cried as she continued to laugh 
wildly. 

     "Vas is this laughter about?" asked one guard of the lab 
assistant. 

     "That is the doorway that leads to the catacombs under the 
castle." the blonde replied with a chuckle. "The madam disposes 
of some of her more exotic experiments down there. We keep them 
alive in case we need to study them. They are sick, perverted 
mutations and are too horrendous to keep in cages."

     "Ya! And zat big breasted American slut is going to find out 
how perverted they really are." the countess added laughing even 
louder. "I couldn't have planned this better myself." 

     Suddenly the assistant's eyes bulged in shock and she 
quickly rushed up to the madam and began whispering in her ear.

     "Dear God, you are right!" gasped the countess as she went 
instantly from tearful laughter to intense seriousness. 

     "Quickly guards! Form a search party. We have to recapture 
her before my pets spoil her usefulness. I want her ALIVE and 
UNTOUCHED!" the countess screamed. The nervous guards jumped to 
attention and saluted as they bolted for the door. 

     "Also, bring the young Vonder Girl to my lab. We can start 
the "process" with her first." she ordered. The guards signified 
their obedience and left to round up a search party and to also 
fetch the helpless teen.

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        Diana's mud soaked costume hit the stone floor hard with a 
loud "whap" sound as she dropped it and dove into the water. The 
underground pool was very cold but the water was fresh and the 
mud instantly came off her body. She swam about the large pool 
for a long while as she looked about the large cavern. 

     It was a dome shaped, hollow cave about 200 feet across by 
50 feet high. Streams of clear water poured from cracks in the 
ceiling, down the back wall, and into the pool which dominated 
most of the cave. A smaller 20 foot square area of dry land acted 
as a beach and several tunnels, including the one she came 
through, connected to this dry area. The cave was relatively dark 
causing the water to look absolutely black except for the dry 
area which was lit by two small torches and which provided more 
than enough light for the rest of the cave.

     After a long, relaxing swim, she slowly rose out of the 
water and walked back up onto the dry stone floor. "Now to clean 
my..." she said softly but then, with a start, she looked about 
nervously. Her costume was gone. The sand still showed the 
outline of it but it had definitely been taken. Looking about, 
she notice a trail of drag marks in the sand leading off toward a 
small cave. Following it, she slowly walked toward the cave 
entrance that faced the underground beach.

      Diana grabbed one of the torches and held it out in front 
of her as she stealthily walked inside. The cave was a natural 
formation and was about the size of a normal garage but with a 
very high ceiling. It was formed from some sort of reddish, brown 
clay and the color of the clay, coupled with the soft glow of the 
torch, turned her a dull shade of orange-red. As she walked 
deeper into the cave, she saw a small, brown lump laying on the 
floor. Walking up to it and bending down over it, she realized it 
was her costume and she slowly picked it up.

     "Strange?..." she thought looking about the cave in 
confusion. "How did this end up here?" 

     Suddenly, Diana froze as a faint sliding sound broke the 
eerie silence. Turning to her side, she held the torch out to 
part the darkness. A few feet to her left, she could see a large, 
cylindrical mass laying on the floor. She slowly walked up to it 
and knelt over it to examine it.

     The mass resembled a bean pod but was much larger, about 8 
feet long and 4 feet in diameter, and was covered with some sort 
of cream colored, fleshy skin. It seemed to pulsate and throb as 
though it were breathing slowly and the whole thing gave off 
wisps of pinkish colored gas that smelled surprisingly good to 
Diana. 

     The aphrodisiatic mist began to relax Diana as she continued 
to examine the incredibly odd creature. She leaned in closer and 
closer as she felt its skin in curiosity. As she got nearer, the 
plant began to pulsate more intensely, swelling and throbbing 
bigger and bigger at the presence of the amazon. With an almost 
eerie light, the giant pod began to glow slightly as Diana leaned 
over it, examining it.

     Suddenly, with a blinding explosion of fluids and vines, the 
pod shot out several long, fleshy tendrils from a small hole on 
the front of the plant at the unsuspecting heroine. The tentacles 
snaked out quickly and coiled themselves around Wonder Woman's 
bare calves and ankles. Several more shot out and wrapped around 
her bare thighs, binding the heroines shapely legs together into 
one twisting mass.

     "UUUUGHH!! What...!" screamed Wonder Woman as the vines 
enveloped her legs. She pulled and twisted her legs frantically 
and clutched the vines with her free hand as she tried to free 
herself from the plant's tendril grasp. The vines were too strong 
and slippery however, and they continued to snake around her bare 
legs, wrapping themselves tighter and tighter as they slithered 
further up her hips.

     She then stood straight up in a desperate attempt at running 
away. This, however, totally threw off her balance and the 
shocked and panicked heroine began to gyrate her hips in wide, 
circular orbits like some uncoordinated go-go girl as she tried 
to keep her balance. The writhing and struggling was too much for 
her balance however, and Wonder Woman went falling backward with 
her arms twirling about frantically in a vain attempt at stopping 
her fall. The torch went shooting into the air and landed a few 
feet away to the side of the fallen amazon.

     Diana's wide hips bucked and twisted on the ground as she 
tried to pull her legs free. Her hands groped and pulled at the 
vines as she tried to escape the plant's super strong grip but, 
as she pulled one tendril free, another slippery one took its 
place.

     Suddenly, the small opening at the front of the pod began to 
curl open and the plant blossomed, widening its maw to the 
diameter of its body. This gave the plant the appearance of a 
large, fleshy tube with one end being wide open and the other end 
coming to a narrow point. 

     "By the GODS! NO!" screamed Wonder Woman as she sat up 
slightly and gapped in shock at the inside of the plant. The 
inside of the plant was cylindrical with large, sack like shapes 
of white, fatty flesh that lined the inside all the way to the 
back. The sacks pulsated and throbbed and were covered with 
bluish veins and cellular patterns. They reminded her slightly of 
big, white pillows but these pillows were quivering and dripping 
with some kind of white, oily liquid. The vines that were holding 
her legs ran from her feet, to the inside of the creature and 
toward the back end of the tube. Dozens more tendrils sat 
hovering about, twisting and writhing like a pit of hungry snakes 
and the whole inside seemed to glow with a dull white light of 
its own and pulsated slowly as the creature breathed.      

     "UUUGHHH!" she screamed as the tendrils around her legs 
began pulling her bare ass slowly, through the dirt, toward the 
creature's opening. As she sat up to pull at the vines, more of 
them shot out and wrapped around her shoulder's, neck and chest. 
Several more then shot out and wrapped around each of her arms, 
pulling on them as well. Diana continued to scream and gyrate 
frantically as the creature pulled her struggling, bound body 
closer and closer.

     "AAAGH! NO! Hera, HELP!" Diana screamed in utter panic as 
her bare feet entered the creature's mouth and she felt the warm, 
wet, fleshy tissue touch her bare skin. Her head thrashed about 
violently now as the tendrils continued to pull their prey 
inside. 

     Her long legs slowly slide through the opening followed by 
her twisting, struggling hips. As she became more and more 
engulfed by the creature, more and more of her underside became 
slippery and wet. This increased the speed of her consumption as 
the creature gained each inch. 

     Diana's mind raced in absolute fear and panic as she thought 
about her horrendous fate. "Hera! Being eaten ALIVE! If this is 
like any other plant, it could take weeks for it to digest me. I 
could spend days slowly DYING!" 

     She pushed and thrust about wildly now as her large, 
rippling breasts and wide shoulders disappeared into the 
creature. As she slipped inside, the maw began to close, pulling 
her head in and sealing her inside the fleshy tomb.

     The fiery heroine continued to fight as more and more of the 
slippery, wet tentacles wrapped around her bare, gyrating body. 
Several vines began pulling her arms behind her back and pulling 
her hands together. Weaving and wrapping, they coiled themselves 
around her wrists and arms, effectively pinning and tying her 
hands behind her back.

     The vines around her legs then began to uncoil and she 
started to feverishly kick and twist her free legs as she tried 
to gain her freedom. Her tantrum was short lived however as the 
same vines coiled each leg and wrapped them separately, pinning 
them slightly apart.

     More and more tendrils lashed out, wrapping themselves 
around any and every writhing, struggling part of her shapely 
body, pulling themselves tighter and tighter, restraining her, 
like an army of Lilliputians securing an enormous and voluptuous 
female Gulliver. 

     Mistaking her plump, massive, jiggling breasts for 
threatening limbs, the tendrils coiled themselves around the base 
of each tit and wrapped themselves up around each breasts' 
curvature, snaking and twisting toward her bare nipples. The 
vines then began constricting her tits, squeezing each one 
tighter and tighter in an attempt at restraining the sloshing, 
unprotected glands. Her soft, fatty breasts began to bulge and 
squeeze through the gaps between the vines as they were squeezed 
and contained. The vines then began pulling hard and up on her 
breasts, pulling them tight and long just like they were pulling 
her legs, in an attempt at rendering them harmless.

     Diana's thrashing head was the last to fall as the vines 
wrapped over her cheeks, forehead and neck and began to tighten, 
holding her head firmly and helplessly at bay. 

     Diana now lay completely restrained. She twisted and wiggled 
in defiance but each movement was met with tightening resistance. 
She snorted and gritted her teeth as she lay a restrained and 
beaten mammal at the mercy of this insidious plant, awaiting her 
fate as this things next meal. 

     "UUUUGH! Got to get free! These vines... they're too 
tight... Hera! What a way to get tied up!" Wonder Woman grunted 
as she twisted about in vain. 

     Suddenly, from the side of her head, a large, white stalk 
slowly rose up over her face and hovered over her. She looked 
about frantically and saw at least a dozen more moving from 
orifices in the side of the plant toward various parts of her 
body. They were all fleshy white with various blue veins running 
along their lengths. The ends of each of them was curled inward 
and reminded her of the curled lips of a small mouth.

     "That's it. These stalks are going to eat ME!" she gasped as 
she surmised what was happening. With renewed vigor she began to 
again twist about in hopeless desperation. This new wave of 
struggling was met with more tendrils and more tightening which 
quickly restrained her again.

     As Wonder Woman shifted about, she continued to stare at the 
ominous stalk in front of her face. Suddenly, like some new 
year's eve'r blowing into a curled party favor, the end began to 
roll outward to reveal a large, bloated, pulsating white 
proboscis. It twisted and writhed about like a worm and streams 
of soupy, white cum dripped from a small opening at the end as it 
hovered over her face. Diana looked about frantically as the 
other stalks revealed the same, insidious surprise.

    "Hera! Its not going to eat me! Its going to... UUUUGLMP!" 
she gasped in horror as she realized the plant's true intentions. 
Indeed, the bound female was not a meal but a host, a host to the 
plant's devilish seeds. Before she could finish, however, the 
large, wiggling member in front of her plunged down hard and deep 
into her mouth. The warm, white, fleshy penis forcefully pushed 
past her large full, red lips and deep into her gasping throat. 
It then began throbbing and sliding in and out of her mouth as 
streams of creamy, white lubricant began trickling past her lips 
and over her chin. "MMMMMMGN!" she screamed and moaned as the 
member slid in and out, writhing about as it beat and pulsated in 
her mouth.  

     At the same time, two more proboscises pushed into each of her 
ears and began twisting and wiggling about as they tried to enter 
those two openings. Another one, mistaking her belly button for 
an opening, slammed itself deep into her stomach and began 
pushing inward on her belly button. Its was as though the plant 
was trying to find any opening it could to penetrate.

     Even her armpits her mistaken for potential target sites as 
two more organs pushed themselves between her bound arms and her 
sides and began pushing up into her pits. Another two began 
concentrating on her restrained breasts, probing her nipples. 
Thinking these odd protrusions must serve some purpose, they 
began pushing down on each nipple in a vain attempt at entering 
her from this point.

     As she moaned and wiggled about in utter panic, her hips 
bucked and thrust about violently, attracting more attention. 
Another proboscis, seeing her rear and the crack that ran between 
her buttocks, slid underneath her and began entering her. Diana 
began screaming muffled cries as the member slowly and forcefully 
parted her cheeks and pressed against her anus. With a phenomenal 
amount of wiggling and burrowing, it inched its way past her 
tightened muscles and worked its way deep inside her rectum. 
Relentless and unstopping it moved deeper and deeper, painfully 
entering all the way inside her.

     Her hips were pounding and slamming about desperately now as 
the plant forcefully raped her rear end. This caused her pelvis 
to raise up and expose her bare vagina. 

     Seeing her lips and her obvious opening, another member 
moved into place and pushed its way, like a snake, into her 
defenseless vagina. Finding this opening to be much more 
inviting, the member slid deeper and deeper as it inched its way 
through her vaginal path and toward her unprotected womb. Streams 
of white, viscous fluid poured out around the stalk as it pumped 
more and more lubricant inside her to ease the penetration.

     Wonder Woman was cringing and screaming wildly now as she 
knew the plant had found its target. The proboscis moved deeper 
and deeper. It passed her vaginal track and entered her womb and 
now it had moved up inside her uterus. Then, it began to slide 
back and forth and twist about as it attempted to induce itself 
into climax. Diana could see her lower stomach bulge slightly as 
the member moved about inside her in a frantic attempt at 
discharging.

     The other stalks began wiggling about as well as the plant 
primed itself for the inevitable. The penis in her mouth plunged 
in and out feverishly, along with the one in her rear, as they 
kept pace with the member inside her womb. 

     "NO! NO!... Can't let it..." Wonder Woman thought as she 
struggled in vain to resist. The intense stimulation was now 
driving her beyond insanity as her mind was overloaded and ripped 
away. She then gasped and clenched in shock as a new, horrible 
sensation crept between her legs. 

     Another member had moved toward her cunt and it now began 
forcing itself under the first one and into her vagina. It slid 
itself mercilessly along the length of the first one toward her 
womb. When it reached its target, both stalks then began sliding 
in and out in an alternating rhythm. Like two pistons, they began 
building up intense sexual pressure, driving Wonder Woman mad 
with sensation.

    All the proboscises were now feverishly pumping their 
respective openings, building toward an inevitable, climatic 
defeat. After several long, agonizing minutes of terror and 
sensation, the first member in her mouth began to stiffen and 
vibrate. Knowing her fate, Diana began to moan and scream in 
futility at the impending peril. 

     Her cries were quickly silenced, however, as the member 
swelled and then discharged, forcing her to swallow massive 
amounts of its creamy, white cum. The substance poured out past 
her lips and over her mouth and chin. The lower half of her face 
was completely covered by the demonic fluid as it oozed its way 
down her neck and over her cheeks.

     Each of the other organs began bursting like a chain of fire 
crackers exploding. Cum sprayed all over the sides of her head as 
the ones in her ears discharged. Rivers of cum poured down her 
breasts, out of her arm pits and out of her belly button as those 
members also relieved themselves. 

     Then, the deeply inserted penis in her rectum swelled and, 
with a vicious, ruthless thrust, it  exploded hard and 
mercilessly into her anus. For a short while nothing happened as 
the stalk continued vibrating and pumping its alien seeds inside 
her but, as it continued to pump, streams of white, oily cum, 
began pouring and oozing out of her rear, trickling down her legs 
and staining her clenched buttocks white with the liquid.

     The worst was yet to come however as the two members in her 
vagina began to stiffen. "Dear Hera! No!... Not inside!!!.." she 
thought in horror as the two began to vibrate. 

End of Part 4

