Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth
Spider-Man moaned softly, his tight frame riddled with exhaustion and soreness. He had been defeated soundly by Wonder Woman in combat, and could barely stand. The amazon woman stood triumphantly, her body sweaty & ecstatic. “It’s okay, Spider-Man… You could never have defeated me.” She whispered lovingly, pressing her curvaceous form against his tight body. Her hand rested against his bulge, feeling its impressive hardness and length. He had proven to be less than a formidable opponent, but Diana couldn’t help but notice how talented he was in other places… He would make a fine man for her to bear a child with.
Wonder Woman smiled down at the defeated Spider-Man, his body pressed against hers, feeling his erection grow even more as she caressed it gently. She leaned down and brushed her lips across his earlobe before whispering, "Do not fret— You never stood a chance." Her voice was husky with desire, and despite being the Amazon Warrior Princess, she felt a deep connection to this mortal man beneath her.
With a graceful movement, she untied the golden lasso from around his wrists and wrapped it back around her own waist. As soon as he was freed, Peter collapsed to his knees, panting heavily, still feeling the aftereffects of their passionate encounter. Wonder Woman stood over him, her hand guiding his heavy head to rest against the side of her toned ass.
"Rest now," she whispered. Her words left Peter feeling both invigorated and terrified at the same time, but he knew that whatever came next with Diana would be unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.
As Spider-Man fell silent against her ass, Wonder Woman took a moment to admire his lithe form, so much smaller and weaker than her own perfect physique. She reached down and gently stroked the side of his face with one hand, marveling at how his skin was so soft despite all his exertion in battle earlier today. With a deep breath, she let out a sultry moan that reverberated through Peter's body like an electric current.
Wonder Woman continued to stroke Peter's cheek with her hand, the gentle caress feeling almost motherly despite its obvious sensual undertones. She leaned forward until their faces were only inches apart, gazing into his weary eyes as she let out another moan that trembled through him. With a slow and deliberate movement, she reached down to grasp his throbbing erection once more, marveling at its stiffness despite how thoroughly he had been worn out by their fight.
Her fingers curled around his shaft, stroking him with purpose as her thumb found its way to his sensitive tip. Wonder Woman could feel her heart racing faster and faster in anticipation of what was to come, but for now she wanted to savor this moment of dominance over the man who had proven himself so strong against her in battle earlier today. Her breath came in short gasps as she pumped him harder and faster, moving closer until their bodies were pressed together from chest to thigh.
She could feel Peter's legs trembling beneath her grip, his hips arching up instinctively toward her hand, and the knowledge that he was so close to losing control only made her own desire grow even stronger. As she neared orgasm herself, she tightened her hold on him, determined not to let this moment pass without claiming what was rightfully hers: Peter Parker's body, his surrender, and ultimately, his seed.
The Amazon Princess felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy with each stroke of her hand, feeling Peter's own desperation mirrored back in her own body as he arched his hips up towards hers. It was a powerful moment, one where she knew that he could sense her impending climax as much as she could sense his own building release. With a gasp, Diana finally felt the familiar waves of pleasure course through her body, tensing every muscle as she rode out her orgasm.
As the powerful orgasm subsided, leaving her limbs momentarily weak, Diana reluctantly released Peter's now sated cock. His hips fell back down to the floor with a wet smack as she let out a contented moan, watching as his eyes rolled back in his head and he finally collapsed fully onto the cool stone floor, spent from their physical and emotional exertion.
The room was still for several long moments before Diana found her voice once more. "Rest now," she murmured softly, brushing a strand of hair away from Peter's forehead as he lay there, his chest rising and falling slowly with each labored breath. Her touch, though gentle, carried an undeniable weight to it; a sense that even in this moment of peace, he belonged to her. As much as she desired to know more about the man before her, to learn how it felt to be so completely dominated by someone less physically gifted than herself... for now, she was content simply to watch over him and let his body recover from their encounter.
As Peter lay there, panting heavily and trying to catch his breath, he wondered what would come next for him now that Wonder Woman had won their battle...and claimed him as her prize. He felt oddly at peace in this moment, with Diana's gentle touch calming his racing heart and soothing his exhausted body. Despite everything, there was a strange sort of connection between them; something deeper than just the physical or the superficial. It was almost as if...they were kindred spirits in their own way. Wonder Woman gently held Spider-Man’s heavy head to rest against her ass.
The Amazon Princess let out another soft sigh as she continued to feel Peter's body relax against her ass, his breath hot against her cool skin. Her mind wandered back to their earlier battle, the way he had moved with such grace and agility despite his smaller stature. It was a testament to the strength of the human spirit, and a reminder that even in the face of overwhelming odds, mortals could still rise above expectations.
With her free hand, she stroked his cheek again, caressing his stubble gently as her fingers traced circles around his lips. The memory of their kiss earlier today came flooding back to her; an event that had left them both reeling from its intensity and raw emotion. She wondered what it would be like to explore this newfound attraction further, to see where these unexpected feelings might lead them both... But for now, she was content simply to hold him close and let the weight of their connection soothe her own restless heart.
Wonder Woman's thoughts were interrupted by a quiet sob from Peter, still caught up in the aftermath of their intense encounter. She paused for a moment before withdrawing her hand from his cheek and moving it to rest on his chest, gently stroking him as she tried to comfort him. "Shhh... it's all right," she murmured reassuringly. "You did well, Peter Parker." Her voice was low and soothing, designed to calm his racing heart and steady his breathing.
As Diana continued to stroke Peter's chest, she could feel the tension beginning to ease from his body. His breath grew steadier and deeper, and the trembling that had wracked him subsided. She knew that what they had just shared was far from easy for him; a mortal man dominated by an Amazon goddess who he had thought himself better than only hours before. But now, as she held him close and stroked his chest gently, she could sense the changes taking place within both of them.
She wondered what would become of this bond between them; whether it was something fleeting or if it could grow into something more permanent. As she continued to hold Peter's head against her ass, she realized that for now, all she truly wanted was to be with him...to explore the depths of their newfound connection and see where it might lead them both. Whatever happened from here on out, she knew one thing: their lives would never be the same again.
Wonder Woman held Peter close, her gentle touch soothing him as he tried to regain his composure from their intense encounter. She felt the warmth of his body against hers, and it only served to heighten the strange sense of connection between them. The way he had moved in battle earlier that day was truly impressive, but she couldn't help but wonder what else lay beneath that mask of his... What kind of man was Peter Parker, really? She found herself wanting to know more about him; to understand this bond that had formed so unexpectedly between them.
The Amazon Princess lay there with Peter, her strong arms wrapped around his smaller frame as she held him close. She marveled at the strength he had shown earlier that day during their battle, but even more so at the vulnerability and tenderness he now displayed in her presence. It was almost as if their fight had served to expose something deep within both of them; a longing for connection and understanding that transcended the physical.
As she continued to stroke his chest, she found herself wanting to ask him questions about himself: who he was, what he believed in, what made him tick. But for now, she decided it might be best simply to enjoy this moment of closeness with him and let their connection deepen on its own terms. Perhaps one day soon, when they were both ready, they could delve deeper into each other's pasts and discover more about the people they truly were beneath the surface. For now, though, she would simply savor this sense of peace and contentment that came from holding him close and knowing that he was hers...if only for a little while longer.