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Wonder Woman sprinted down the hallway at full speed in pursuit of Dr. Alexander Campbell. He was incredibly slow rounding the corners of the museum. He was a middle aged, balding man with a beer belly and he was being chased by an Amazon.
Dr. Campbell had just stolen a precious artifact and he was trying his best to escape. Already breathing heavy, he knew there was no chance. As he tripped over his own feet, the metal box that contained the object he had just stolen fell, the hinge busting. The object bounced out as Wonder Woman tied him with her lasso.
“Why would you do this, doctor?” Wonder Woman asked as she crouched to pick up the object, a precious stone.
“No! Don’t!” He screamed as she ignored his warning.
As Wonder Woman grabbed the rock, she felt a jolt run through her. Something… strange. It wasn’t painful. It was just odd. She shook her head as the doctor stared on.
About that time, 10 police officers came in and cuffed the doctor, including Detective Robert Martin.
“You did it again.” Martin smirked to her.
“I do what I can.” She mused as she put the stone back in the metal container and handed it to the detective.
As Wonder Woman and the detective exited the museum, they passed the doctor being put in the back of a police car.
“Don’t trust her, detective! She touched it!” He screamed as he was placed in the car.
“Fucking crazy people.” He laughed.
Diana arrived back home and the evening kept running through her mind.
Why did that doctor throw away his career for that stone?
Why was he so worried about her touching it?
What was it worth?
Could she have stolen it and gotten away?
She surprised herself with those last questions. She honestly wasn’t sure why she asked them.
The next day was Friday. Diana woke up at her regular time and got ready for work at the LADC.
It was a pretty normal day but, today, she couldn’t help but stare at her boss, Steve Trevor.
“I need to take my chance.” She decided.
“Steve, may I speak to you in your office, please?” Diana asked the tall man.
“Absolutely, Diana.” Steve had always wanted to ask Diana out but he kept it as professional as he could. He wondered what this could be.
As they entered the office together, she closed the door behind him.
“What’s up, Diana? Steve turned just in time to be pushed back into his chair.
“What the…” he said as she dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants.
He was instantly at attention as she began to suck on him.
It was almost embarrassing how short of a time he lasted before he exploded in her mouth. She gladly swallowed it as she cleaned him off with her mouth.
She stood, wiped her mouth, leaned in for a kiss.
“Come to my place after work.” She said with a sultry smile before she walked out.
“What just happened?” Steve asked himself as he exhaled and tried to understand.
*Later that night*
Steve rang the doorbell to Diana’s apartment that night.
“Come in!” He heard from the other side.
He opened the door to find a naked Diana Prince who quickly took him in a passionate kiss. They knocked over every shelf as they found their way to the bedroom. Steve was also naked by the time they got there.
4 hours later, Steve was passed out after the raunchiest sex of his life.
Lighting a cigarette, Diana thought about how good it felt. She had never smoked before but something made her buy a pack on the way home. She had tried so many new things today and it felt so right. She had never fucked like that either but she wanted more.
As she took another drag, her phone beeped. Bank robbery in progress. Time for Wonder Woman.
When she arrived on the scene, cop cars had the bank surrounded. She noticed detective Martin right away.
“What do we have, Martin?” She asked.
“Sounds like an amateur. He’s got a nighttime guard as hostage. Sounds like he did get the vault open though.” He informed her.
“I’ll go in and neutralize him. I’ll send the hostage out.”
“Are you sure?” Martin said but by the time he turned, she was gone.
Wonder Woman didn’t bother to even try to sneak up. She let the door slam shut behind her as she strutted through the bank lobby.
The bank robber in his classic ski mask had a gun pressed to the neck of the security guard.
“Let me out of here with the money and I won’t kill him” the robber said, hands already shaking.
Wonder Woman laughed and more quickly than he could even prepare, she had punched him in the jaw. She grabbed the guard hostage and threw him into an office, knocking him unconscious as he fell. She barricaded the door.
She stood over the robber now, looking down.
“Look, look, I’ll give you half. Just let me go…” he pleaded, knowing it wouldn’t work.
That’s when something… unexpected happened.
Wonder Woman stopped and smiled a crooked smile.
“I tell you what. Give me half the money and make me cum and I’ll let you go.” She told him.
“Wh-what?” He stammered, thinking no way he heard her correctly.
“Come on,big boy” she said as she rounded the corner into the open vault.
He swore she even shook her ass a little as she walked.
He jumped to his feet. It might be a trap but it was his only chance right now.
As he entered the vault, Wonder Woman, THE Wonder Woman was bending over a pile of money, ass towards him. He unzipped his pants, moved her briefs aside and inserted the strongest erection he had ever had into her dripping wet sex.
“Baby, you are so fucking tight.” He said as he began to thrust.
He stared at her perfect ass as she thrust back into him and began to grind.
All that Wonder Woman could think about was how fucking hot this was. She wanted this so bad. It took no time to orgasm given the risk of being caught and being ruined forever. What if a cop walked in and saw? That thought made it even hotter.
He had a modest dick but he knew how to work it.
“Fuck me like the slut I am” she screamed as she stared into the security camera with lust on her face.
In an unsurprisingly short amount of time, he lost it and filled her. He made sure to smack her ass before he pulled out though. She turned around and gave him a wet and passionate kiss before dropping to her knees and sucking his cock, hungrily.
When he was clean, she stood and said
“Take the money and meet me at 12980 West Point drive tomorrow at 8 pm.”
After he had fled, Wonder Woman pulled out her cell phone and downloaded the security camera footage before deleting it. She figured she could masturbate to it later.
To be continued
Wonder Woman:Axis
Diana woke on Saturday, half wondering if Friday had been a dream. The smell of sex on her said otherwise.
For so long, she had refused to engage in such acts in the man’s world. It made no sense to her now.
She also could barely understand why she hadn’t stolen more money or done anything she wanted. Who was going to stop her, anyway?
As she got to her closet, she realized that all of her clothes were so modest. Nothing was revealing.
“All work and no play makes for a boring ass sex life,” Diana said. “No wonder I never get fucking laid.”
She was a little surprised by her words but she shook it off quickly. Time to shop.
A couple of hours and a couple of thousand dollars later, Diana had an entirely new wardrobe, including lingerie. She exited the fashion store wearing a crop top with some tight jean shorts. As she walked, a thong peeked out over the jeans.
Diana felt as she caught every man’s eyes while she strutted down the street.
“This is power.” She thought to herself.
She noticed that her eyes were wondering more too. She found herself scoping out men who she deemed sexy.
By noon, she had a lunch date with a tall man she had just met. She made sure to fuck him in the bathroom of the restaurant and immediately threw away his phone number afterwards. Something about public sex really turned her on.
Later that night, Wonder Woman met the bank robber exactly where she had said. It was an old abandoned warehouse.
As she entered, he stepped from the shadows.
“Hey baby!” He said as she approached. “Ready for round 2?”
Wonder Woman just gave him a cold glare.
“Where’s the money?”
“Easy, it’s in that closet. Guess you’re not horny tonight, huh? On your period or something?” He laughed until he noticed she wasn’t.
“We should work together more,” he finally said to change the subject. “Big Tony is going to be pissed when he finds out…”
“You work for Big Tony?” She interjected.
“Yeah, for ‘bout ten years now. I figure we don’t need him now though.”
“Where is his business done?” She inquired.
“4th street. The old Baker building. Supposed to meet him Tuesday night at 11 pm.” The robber told her, eager to please.
Wonder Woman turned and smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.
“This is what I was waiting for, baby!” He said, grinning ear to ear.
As their lips touched, Wonder Woman reached up and snapped his neck and he fell to the floor.
“Fucking pathetic,” She said as she stepped over his heap to grab the money. “Not a bad fuck at the bank though. Didn’t even catch his name.”
Detective Martin’s phone buzzed.
“Martin.” He answered in a calm voice.
“Martin, it’s Pitts, from homicide.” The voice on the other end stated. “We found your bank robber from last night. Dead in an alley. Tip got called in by some drunk, stumbled across him on his way home.”
“What happened?” Martin asked, confused.
“We aren’t sure. He has a broken neck.”
Martin couldn’t help but think about the doctor’s warning about Wonder Woman and the things that happened since.
“I need to talk to someone,” said Martin as he hung up.
Monday morning, Diana dressed in her new clothes for work. A micro skirt, heels, and a blouse that showed a lot of cleavage.
“I think I’m going to have some fun today… I’m going to see if I can catch a big fish.” Diana told herself.
Her goal was to get the director of the company seduced into giving her a promotion. Mostly just because she wanted to see if she could.
Dr. Campbell was sitting in the interrogation room, chained to the table when Detective Martin walked in.
“I told them everything alrea…,” Campbell began.
“What was the artifact at the museum?” Martin cut him off.
Campbell looked around Martin’s face and asked, “she’s done something, hasn’t she? Wonder Woman, that is.”
Martin knew his face was betraying him. He couldn’t really believe he was here.
“What is the artifact? What’s it do?” Martin asked again.
Campbell put his head down and cursed under his breath.
“It is the axis stone. It flips things to the other side of the spectrum. Legends say it affects different people differently. Some people don’t even notice because they’re not incredibly good or incredibly bad… but if someone was incredibly good… their morals could flip”
Diana had made her way up to Director Elroy’s office. She had said she needed to make a special presentation.
“Show time,” she smirked to herself. This was going to be fun.
As Diana entered the room, she knew that Elroy noticed her skimpier than usual clothing. She noticed his tongue hanging out of his mouth as she walked in. This might be a little bit too easy.
“Wh-what do you have Ms Prince?” Elroy stammered.
Diana began her presentation and she felt his eyes undressing her the entire time. He tried to stay professional but she knew it was all he had to restrain himself.
When she finished her presentation, she turned to see his eyes flash up from her perfect ass to meet her eyes.
“Were you staring at my ass?” She called him out.
Elroy had no clue what to say.
“You could’ve just asked to see it,” she said as she dropped her skirt and peeled off her top. She stood before him in a thong and bra.
She swore his jaw was going to hit the floor.
He was a married man. 20 years. Faithful as they come. This was too easy.
Diana walked over and sat her nearly naked ass in his lap and began to grind.
He looked at the ceiling and she rubbed his crotch with her hand.
“So do I have the job or what?” She asked sinfully.
He couldn’t do anything but nod yes as she unzipped his pants and pulled her thong aside to mount him. She rode him so hard they broke his desk. She let him cum inside of her before cleaning him off with her mouth.
“Thanks, baby,” she said as she got dressed.
Martin’s phone rang.
“Martin, Pitts. We got a lead on your bank robber. He worked for Big Tony. We got a CI says he’s going to be at the old Baker building on 4th street tomorrow night at 11 pm.”
“Thanks” Martin said as he hung up.
Tuesday night came and Martin got to the old Baker building. He snuck inside and found a large open area with a table and chairs set up.
Big Tony was at the head of the table. It was still early but there were at least 10 other people here. He recognized a few of the local gangsters as he watched from the shadows.
Then he heard gunfire as he and everyone else in the room dropped to the ground.
“It’s fucking Wonder Woman!” He heard a voice scream before what sounded like a crunch.
The gunfire lasted only a few seconds before he heard crunches. He glanced and saw blood covering the floor, tables and chairs.
Wonder Woman and Big Tony were the only ones left alive.
“Hmm, didn’t think that was your style.” Tony said to Wonder Woman, almost demeaning.
“Lots of things you don’t know about me, Big Tony,” she quipped. “Why they call you BIG Tony?”
“You want to find out?” He said, half joking.
“Sure do.” She said in a sultry voice.
Tony was acting cool but she knew from his heartbeat that he was far from it.
“Take a seat, big boy” Wonder Woman instructed.
Tony and Martin both stared as Wonder Woman began an erotic dance. Neither had ever dreamed that this woman could move her body like this. She looked like a professional stripper.
She finally worked her way towards Tony and gave him a lapdance. She felt how hard his dick was for her and he grabbed her ass as she pushed her tits in his face.
“Want to work together?” She asked.
“Absolutely,” he said.
She was pretty sure he would agree to anything right about now. She leaned down to kiss him and, biting his lip, pulled him to his feet to lead him to the table.
Martin’s view was obstructed by Tony’s back until a red hand came out of Tony’s spine.
Wonder Woman had just punched her fist through Tony’s body.
As Tony stared at her she kissed his lips and Martin heard her tell him that she was going to take over his empire and do things he only dreamed of.
She removed her arm and Big Tony slumped to the floor, gasping and groaning.
Martin knew that he couldn’t let this man die. Against his better judgement, he ran out with his gun drawn.
“Wonder Woman, you are under arrest,” he said in his best stern voice.
“Martin!” She exclaimed. “I’m so happy you’re here!”
She began to walk towards him and his shaking hands held his gun higher.
“Stop!” he commanded.
“You know that can’t hurt me,” she laughed.
Before Martin could even consider firing a shot, he felt it. His gun fell to the floor as his arms were bound. Wonder Woman’s lasso wrapped around him.
“Fuck,” he thought.
“Martin, Martin, Martin. One of the good ones. You’re married, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” He answered with no hesitation. His will couldn’t even mildly resist this damn rope.
“Well, you’re going to help Wonder Woman take over all of the crime in the city. Any time any thing connects crime to me? You’re going to get rid of that evidence and insist I’m not the one. Got it?” She snarled.
“Yes.” He said as he felt his loyalty burning into his brain.
“Now, the wicked part. You’re going to want Wonder Woman so. Fucking. Bad. You’re going to stare at me, masturbate to me, fantasize about me. As a matter of fact, you’re going to ask your wife to dress up like me in the bedroom. You’ll even call her Wonder Woman when she does.”
Martin felt his libido increasing. His mind was racing. Wonder Woman was right in front of him. He was wondering how she looked naked.
“Now, I’m gonna do you a little favor. I’m going to let you fuck me. It can be our little secret. Anytime I want to fuck, you’ll stop whatever you’re doing and go for it.”
She saw her commands burning into Martin’s head. After a moment, she untied him and he woke up.
“O-oh, hey Wonder Woman…” he said as he scratched his head.
“Hey Martin!” She said as she made sure to bounce her tits, laughing as he stared.
“Martin, I want you to fuck me now.” She said.
He immediately dropped his pants and they fucked for hours.
Martin got cleaned up and when he got back in his car, he ordered his wife a Wonder Woman costume off the
For so long, she had refused to engage in such acts in the man’s world. It made no sense to her now.
She also could barely understand why she hadn’t stolen more money or done anything she wanted. Who was going to stop her, anyway?
As she got to her closet, she realized that all of her clothes were so modest. Nothing was revealing.
“All work and no play makes for a boring ass sex life,” Diana said. “No wonder I never get fucking laid.”
She was a little surprised by her words but she shook it off quickly. Time to shop.
A couple of hours and a couple of thousand dollars later, Diana had an entirely new wardrobe, including lingerie. She exited the fashion store wearing a crop top with some tight jean shorts. As she walked, a thong peeked out over the jeans.
Diana felt as she caught every man’s eyes while she strutted down the street.
“This is power.” She thought to herself.
She noticed that her eyes were wondering more too. She found herself scoping out men who she deemed sexy.
By noon, she had a lunch date with a tall man she had just met. She made sure to fuck him in the bathroom of the restaurant and immediately threw away his phone number afterwards. Something about public sex really turned her on.
Later that night, Wonder Woman met the bank robber exactly where she had said. It was an old abandoned warehouse.
As she entered, he stepped from the shadows.
“Hey baby!” He said as she approached. “Ready for round 2?”
Wonder Woman just gave him a cold glare.
“Where’s the money?”
“Easy, it’s in that closet. Guess you’re not horny tonight, huh? On your period or something?” He laughed until he noticed she wasn’t.
“We should work together more,” he finally said to change the subject. “Big Tony is going to be pissed when he finds out…”
“You work for Big Tony?” She interjected.
“Yeah, for ‘bout ten years now. I figure we don’t need him now though.”
“Where is his business done?” She inquired.
“4th street. The old Baker building. Supposed to meet him Tuesday night at 11 pm.” The robber told her, eager to please.
Wonder Woman turned and smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.
“This is what I was waiting for, baby!” He said, grinning ear to ear.
As their lips touched, Wonder Woman reached up and snapped his neck and he fell to the floor.
“Fucking pathetic,” She said as she stepped over his heap to grab the money. “Not a bad fuck at the bank though. Didn’t even catch his name.”
Detective Martin’s phone buzzed.
“Martin.” He answered in a calm voice.
“Martin, it’s Pitts, from homicide.” The voice on the other end stated. “We found your bank robber from last night. Dead in an alley. Tip got called in by some drunk, stumbled across him on his way home.”
“What happened?” Martin asked, confused.
“We aren’t sure. He has a broken neck.”
Martin couldn’t help but think about the doctor’s warning about Wonder Woman and the things that happened since.
“I need to talk to someone,” said Martin as he hung up.
Monday morning, Diana dressed in her new clothes for work. A micro skirt, heels, and a blouse that showed a lot of cleavage.
“I think I’m going to have some fun today… I’m going to see if I can catch a big fish.” Diana told herself.
Her goal was to get the director of the company seduced into giving her a promotion. Mostly just because she wanted to see if she could.
Dr. Campbell was sitting in the interrogation room, chained to the table when Detective Martin walked in.
“I told them everything alrea…,” Campbell began.
“What was the artifact at the museum?” Martin cut him off.
Campbell looked around Martin’s face and asked, “she’s done something, hasn’t she? Wonder Woman, that is.”
Martin knew his face was betraying him. He couldn’t really believe he was here.
“What is the artifact? What’s it do?” Martin asked again.
Campbell put his head down and cursed under his breath.
“It is the axis stone. It flips things to the other side of the spectrum. Legends say it affects different people differently. Some people don’t even notice because they’re not incredibly good or incredibly bad… but if someone was incredibly good… their morals could flip”
Diana had made her way up to Director Elroy’s office. She had said she needed to make a special presentation.
“Show time,” she smirked to herself. This was going to be fun.
As Diana entered the room, she knew that Elroy noticed her skimpier than usual clothing. She noticed his tongue hanging out of his mouth as she walked in. This might be a little bit too easy.
“Wh-what do you have Ms Prince?” Elroy stammered.
Diana began her presentation and she felt his eyes undressing her the entire time. He tried to stay professional but she knew it was all he had to restrain himself.
When she finished her presentation, she turned to see his eyes flash up from her perfect ass to meet her eyes.
“Were you staring at my ass?” She called him out.
Elroy had no clue what to say.
“You could’ve just asked to see it,” she said as she dropped her skirt and peeled off her top. She stood before him in a thong and bra.
She swore his jaw was going to hit the floor.
He was a married man. 20 years. Faithful as they come. This was too easy.
Diana walked over and sat her nearly naked ass in his lap and began to grind.
He looked at the ceiling and she rubbed his crotch with her hand.
“So do I have the job or what?” She asked sinfully.
He couldn’t do anything but nod yes as she unzipped his pants and pulled her thong aside to mount him. She rode him so hard they broke his desk. She let him cum inside of her before cleaning him off with her mouth.
“Thanks, baby,” she said as she got dressed.
Martin’s phone rang.
“Martin, Pitts. We got a lead on your bank robber. He worked for Big Tony. We got a CI says he’s going to be at the old Baker building on 4th street tomorrow night at 11 pm.”
“Thanks” Martin said as he hung up.
Tuesday night came and Martin got to the old Baker building. He snuck inside and found a large open area with a table and chairs set up.
Big Tony was at the head of the table. It was still early but there were at least 10 other people here. He recognized a few of the local gangsters as he watched from the shadows.
Then he heard gunfire as he and everyone else in the room dropped to the ground.
“It’s fucking Wonder Woman!” He heard a voice scream before what sounded like a crunch.
The gunfire lasted only a few seconds before he heard crunches. He glanced and saw blood covering the floor, tables and chairs.
Wonder Woman and Big Tony were the only ones left alive.
“Hmm, didn’t think that was your style.” Tony said to Wonder Woman, almost demeaning.
“Lots of things you don’t know about me, Big Tony,” she quipped. “Why they call you BIG Tony?”
“You want to find out?” He said, half joking.
“Sure do.” She said in a sultry voice.
Tony was acting cool but she knew from his heartbeat that he was far from it.
“Take a seat, big boy” Wonder Woman instructed.
Tony and Martin both stared as Wonder Woman began an erotic dance. Neither had ever dreamed that this woman could move her body like this. She looked like a professional stripper.
She finally worked her way towards Tony and gave him a lapdance. She felt how hard his dick was for her and he grabbed her ass as she pushed her tits in his face.
“Want to work together?” She asked.
“Absolutely,” he said.
She was pretty sure he would agree to anything right about now. She leaned down to kiss him and, biting his lip, pulled him to his feet to lead him to the table.
Martin’s view was obstructed by Tony’s back until a red hand came out of Tony’s spine.
Wonder Woman had just punched her fist through Tony’s body.
As Tony stared at her she kissed his lips and Martin heard her tell him that she was going to take over his empire and do things he only dreamed of.
She removed her arm and Big Tony slumped to the floor, gasping and groaning.
Martin knew that he couldn’t let this man die. Against his better judgement, he ran out with his gun drawn.
“Wonder Woman, you are under arrest,” he said in his best stern voice.
“Martin!” She exclaimed. “I’m so happy you’re here!”
She began to walk towards him and his shaking hands held his gun higher.
“Stop!” he commanded.
“You know that can’t hurt me,” she laughed.
Before Martin could even consider firing a shot, he felt it. His gun fell to the floor as his arms were bound. Wonder Woman’s lasso wrapped around him.
“Fuck,” he thought.
“Martin, Martin, Martin. One of the good ones. You’re married, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” He answered with no hesitation. His will couldn’t even mildly resist this damn rope.
“Well, you’re going to help Wonder Woman take over all of the crime in the city. Any time any thing connects crime to me? You’re going to get rid of that evidence and insist I’m not the one. Got it?” She snarled.
“Yes.” He said as he felt his loyalty burning into his brain.
“Now, the wicked part. You’re going to want Wonder Woman so. Fucking. Bad. You’re going to stare at me, masturbate to me, fantasize about me. As a matter of fact, you’re going to ask your wife to dress up like me in the bedroom. You’ll even call her Wonder Woman when she does.”
Martin felt his libido increasing. His mind was racing. Wonder Woman was right in front of him. He was wondering how she looked naked.
“Now, I’m gonna do you a little favor. I’m going to let you fuck me. It can be our little secret. Anytime I want to fuck, you’ll stop whatever you’re doing and go for it.”
She saw her commands burning into Martin’s head. After a moment, she untied him and he woke up.
“O-oh, hey Wonder Woman…” he said as he scratched his head.
“Hey Martin!” She said as she made sure to bounce her tits, laughing as he stared.
“Martin, I want you to fuck me now.” She said.
He immediately dropped his pants and they fucked for hours.
Martin got cleaned up and when he got back in his car, he ordered his wife a Wonder Woman costume off the