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
“How pathetic.” Emma Frost, exclaimed as she stood tall over the unconscious amazon woman. Despite being a mere mortal, she had effortlessly defeated the large and gorgeous lady who now laid limp on the ground, face first. Emma was disappointed by her triumph, as she expected more of a challenge from the adult warrior who was twice her size and twice her age. But now that she looked down at Diana, Emma couldn’t help but drink in the sight of the amazon’s feminine curves that were barely concealed by her tight armored spandex. The way her ass presented itself in the air… “I wouldn’t be caught dead wearing such a classless outfit, honey.” Emma huffed haughtily.
The ravenlocks of Diana's hair shimmered as she laid unconscious on the floor, her supple curves rising and falling with each breath that escaped her lips. Emma Frost stood over her, taking in the view, no doubt marveling at the luscious curves of Wonder Woman’s physique.
“Pitiful." Emma smiled deviously as she knelt down beside the Amazon goddess. She traced a finger lightly over Diana's collarbone and felt her powerful chest muscles flex under her touch. "All those muscles and curves… For what?" she whispered seductively into the raven locks that spilled around the amazon's face, her fingertips drifting lower to brush against the firm globes of Wonder Woman's ass.
As Emma trailed her fingers lower and lower, cupping the cheeks of Diana's ass with a strength that made it clear she could snap the Amazon like a twig if she wanted, Wonder Woman moaned softly into the carpet beneath her face, flushing with shame as she felt so helpless in the grasp of this mortal woman. It was unthinkable! But there was something about Emma's touch that made her weak, made her want... "Mmmh..." She arched her back, pressing her ass against the cold hand invading her privacy as a shudder ran through her. "Please..." She didn't know what she was begging for; release, or more of this degradation? "I'm yours..." She whimpered between gasps of air, voice uncharacteristically breathless and needy.
The touch of Emma's fingers against her ass sent tingles up and down Diana's spine, making her shiver with pleasure and shame alike. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable to another human being...and yet there was something about this woman that made it impossible for her to resist. Her words only served to heighten the sensation, as if she were truly surrendering herself entirely to Emma's whims. “Giving yourself up so easily?” Emma tutted, gripping Diana’s buttock harshly. “I would say I expected better… But given how trashy you dress, I’d be lying.”
Wonder Woman let out a soft moan as Emma's fingers dug into her ass cheek, her back arching further and her body pressing against the cool carpet beneath. "Please... more..." She begged, her voice hoarse from desire and shame. The sensation of being touched so intimately by another woman was unbearably arousing; it was something she had never experienced before, and yet here she was, unable to resist its allure. Her eyes fluttered shut as Emma's touch grew firmer, her breath coming in ragged gasps that flowed hot across the skin of the villainess' hand. "You belong to me now," Emma purred, punctuating each word with a squeeze of Diana's ass before sliding her hands upward, over the firm globes and then higher still until they cupped the Amazon's breasts through her armor. "And I think it's time we had some fun." With that, she leaned in closer, planting a hot kiss on Wonder Woman's lips while one hand began to massage her nipple roughly through the armor. The other palmed Diana's sex, fingers digging roughly into her panties. "N-no..." Diana gasped and squirmed beneath Emma's touch, feeling herself growing wetter by the second as she was roughly manipulated into ecstasy against her will. "Don't... don't do this to me..." But it was too late; the pleasure was already overwhelming and there was nothing she could do to resist.
"Oh, I'm doing this." Emma smirked against Diana's lips as she groped and fondled the Amazon warrior with increasing roughness. The feel of her strong, calloused hands on her sensitive flesh sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it hard to focus on anything but the sensations. As if she were a marionette, Diana's hips bucked and squirmed against Emma's palm, seeking release from this unwanted ecstasy.
Diana arched her back violently as Emma's hand roughly massaged her breast through the armor, grinding against her sensitive nipple. Her hips bucked and thrashed helplessly beneath the other woman's expert touch, moans of pleasure turning into desperate whimpers as she struggled to resist this unwanted surrender to desire. "No!" She cried out hoarsely, "I can't... I won't..." Her words were barely coherent as her mind reeled from the intense sensations assaulting it. Emma was a master at pushing buttons, finding all of Diana's most sensitive spots and driving her wild with need. The Amazon warrior could feel herself on the brink of release; her body trembled and shook as she fought against the inevitable climax that threatened to consume her. "Give in," Emma whispered huskily, running her free hand over Diana's cheek before pulling away with a smirk. "Surrender completely... I promise you'll like it." With that, she renewed her assault on the Amazon goddess' breast and sex, gripping tighter and moving faster in an effort to push her over the edge.
As Emma's fingers dug deeper into her breast and nipple, pleasure exploded through Diana like a million stars erupting from a black hole. Her back arched impossibly high, every muscle tense as she was thrown into oblivion by the sensation. A guttural moan escaped her lips, muffled slightly against the carpet beneath, and her hips bucked even harder against Emma's hand now that release had been granted.
As the orgasm ripped through her, Diana felt like she was being torn apart at the seams. Her whole body shook and convulsed beneath Emma's expert touch, every nerve ending alight with pleasure and pain intermingled into something almost unbearable. She moaned and writhed helplessly, unable to believe how good it felt to be used in such a degrading manner. When at last the sensations began to fade, leaving her gasping for breath on the floor, Diana lay there, eyes squeezed shut and body trembling from head to toe. She could feel hot tears streaming down her face as shame washed over her, but somehow it didn't seem to matter anymore; whatever control she had once had over herself was gone, replaced by a strange sense of relief and submission that left her limp and exhausted. "There," Emma purred, her voice soft as silk. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?" The villainess leaned in closer, running a finger along the wet trail of saliva that had escaped Diana's lips moments before. "I think you liked it." She leaned even closer still, until their faces were mere inches apart, her breath warm against the amazon's flushed cheek.
Diana lay on the ground, gasping for breath and trembling as her body adjusted to its post-orgasmic state. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions; shame, humiliation, and even arousal tangled together into something inexplicable. She had never felt such intense pleasure followed by such deep shame...or maybe she had. The memory of the night her island sank to the bottom of the ocean flashed before her eyes like a bad dream, and she could feel that same helplessness creeping back in as she lay there, exposed and vulnerable under Emma's predatory gaze.
The memory of the sinking island was still fresh, and Diana couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as she lay there, defeated by this mortal woman who had managed to take away her strength and reduce her to such a pathetic state. Her chest rose and fell with each shallow breath, eyes fixed on Emma Frost as she waited for the inevitable blow that would put an end to this nightmare. But when it didn't come, when all she felt was the other woman's gaze boring into her soul, something snapped within Diana. With a sudden burst of strength born from desperation and rage, she lunged forward, teeth bared and hands outstretched to claw at Emma's face. "You think you win?!" She screamed, the words torn from her throat as fury coursed through every fiber of her being. "I will never be your slave!"