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
“Ohh…” Spider-Man moaned out as he had been defeated in combat by Wonder Woman. His body was sore and riddled with exhaustion as he found himself pressed face first against the wall. “I promise you… I am not a criminal.” He groaned out. Wonder Woman gently pressed him against the wall, his back presented to her. “While that may be true, I must take precautions.” Diana replied softly as she began to search Spider-Man’s body for any signs of danger or weaponry. Amidst her search, she couldn’t help but notice how delectable his spandex-clad physique was as her hands lowered from the back of his shoulderblades to his tight ass.
As she continued her search, Diana's mind drifted back to her homeland and the traditions of their warrior women. One such tradition involved disciplining young men who had proven themselves worthy... Perhaps this Spider-Man was such a man? She felt his tight muscles flex against her as he struggled weakly against her iron grip, wanting freedom more than anything else in that moment. In another time and place, she would admire such strength... but for now, it only served to heighten the sense of arousal she had over him.
“Stay still, and this will be over quickly.” Wonder Woman ordered softly as she searched his body for weapond. Her hands smoothed down his back, before reaching the curve of his buttocks. Diana almost gasped, noticing how firm and tight his ass was beneath the fabric of his skintight spandex.
Diana felt herself blush as she continued her search, feeling Spider-Man's muscular ass pressed against her hands. It was... an unfamiliar sensation for her, but one that ignited a fire deep within her. The more she touched him, the more aroused she became. As she reached around to pat down his thighs and calves, she could feel his muscles shuddering.
She paused for a moment, looking down at the boy who she had defeated in battle. His breath was heavy from exertion and embarrassment, but there was something else there as well: desire. It seemed that Spider-Man was just as affected by their encounter as she was. "Your clothes... they are revealing..." Diana breathed softly, biting her bottom lip as she struggled with the conflicting urges within her.
Spider-Man looked back at her over his shoulder, still struggling slightly against her iron grip. "They're meant to be," he managed to gasp out between breaths as he tried to catch his breath. The fabric of his costume was stretched tight across his ass and thighs, revealing every contour and curve of his muscles. He could feel the heat rising in his masked cheeks as they reddened further under her gaze.
Her breath came fast as she stared at Spider-Man's exposed and enticing body. The tight fabric of his costume seemed to be a deliberate temptation, showing off every inch of muscle on him. It was so different from the customs on Themyscira, where warriors would often fight naked. The sight of Spider-Man's masked face reddening only served to heighten her arousal.
Slowly, deliberately, Diana's hand slipped down towards his backside, fingers skimming over the seam between his cheeks as she lowered to cup him through the fabric of his suit. His body tensed as her touch grazed him, heat spreading through his entire form at her touch. He was warm and hard beneath her fingers, and she couldn't resist squeezing gently. "Stay still..." she breathed out, voice husky with desire.
Wonder Woman cupped his ass firmly, her fingers spreading wide to grip the muscular flesh, feeling him tense beneath them before relaxing slightly into her touch. Her thumb brushed against something hard and warm, sending a shiver of anticipation through her as she realized what it was. "Is this a gun?" she breathed out softly, surprised at how hard and long his bulge was.
Diana's fingers flexed, holding Spider-Man steady as she continued to feel him through the spandex of his suit. His ass trembled under her touch, and she couldn't resist squeezing it again, this time with more force. She groaned softly at the sensation, unable to believe how good it felt to have him trapped in her grasp like this. Her thumb brushed against the outline of his cock once more, and she realized that he was just as affected by their encounter as she was. Perhaps... perhaps they could find release together?
"I need you to tell me if there's anything else on you," she murmured into his ear, her hot breath tickling the lobe as she held him in place with one hand. With the other, her fingers slipped between them and pressed against the tight fabric of his suit, feeling the heat emanating from his cock through the material. "Anything hidden that I should know about?"
Her touch was featherlight at first, tentative as she teased him, but grew firmer with each passing moment, her fingers pressing more insistently against his erection as she waited for an answer.
As her hand moved between his legs, Spider-Man's breath hitched in his throat and heat flashed behind his eyes. Her touch was light yet firm, teasing him mercilessly as she pressed against the fabric of his suit. "N-no," he managed to gasp out, struggling for air as much as coherence as her fingers rubbed circles around him through the costume. "I’m literally naked under this suit..." The young hero whispered, softly gasping as her hand cupped his balls.
As Spider-Man struggled to find air, Diana took the opportunity to slip her hand inside his suit, palm cupping him firmly through his undergarments. Her fingers curled against his hard length, feeling the smooth skin of his cock as she gently stroked upwards towards the tip. He was even larger and harder than she had imagined, and the thought filled her with an almost primal desire to claim him completely.
Her other hand held him steady against the wall, keeping him pinned in place while her fingers continued their exploration. She could feel his body tensing as she touched him, his muscles bunching under her palm before relaxing back into submission beneath her touch. It was exhilarating; to be able to control this boy so effortlessly, to make him tremble and beg for release with nothing more than a caress or a command.
Her thumb brushed against the prominent head of his cock as she stroked him, teasing him relentlessly until he let out a soft groan of pleasure.
Wonder Woman could feel the power she held over him as she touched him, and it only served to heighten her own arousal further. The way he trembled under her touch, the way his cock throbbed in her hand... It was all so intoxicating. She continued to stroke him slowly, her fingers curving around his length, feeling every inch of him as she teased him mercilessly. Her free hand lowered to squeeze his ass lovingly.
Diana's touch was light yet firm, her fingers stroking him with a gentle rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through Spider-Man's entire body. He arched his back against the wall, trying to thrust forward into her hand, but she held him still, keeping him pinned in place as she enjoyed the power she had over him. Her thumb brushed against the sensitive tip of his cock, teasing him with a gentle circling motion that only served to heighten his arousal even further.
"You are very tense..." Diana whispered into his ear, her breath hot against his skin as she continued to explore him with her hand. "Perhaps... I should help you relax." Her fingers sped up slightly, the pressure of her touch increasing as she stroked him faster and firmer. "Would you like that?" she asked, a note of desire in her voice as her thumb found its way back to his sensitive head, circling around it gently before pressing firmly against the tip.
Spider-Man let out a choked moan as her fingers moved faster and firmer over his cock, the sensation bringing him closer to the edge with every stroke. Her thumb pressed harder against the head of his dick, teasing his sensitive flesh until he felt like he was about to explode. "Y-yes!" He managed to gasp out between gasps for air. "Please... help me relax..."
Diana smiled down at him, her hand stroking him faster now as she felt his body growing more limp against the wall. His cock throbbed in her grasp, precum leaking out and coating her palm as he got closer to release. She leaned down, pressing their bodies together as her fingers continued their relentless motion, determined to help him relax completely.
Her other hand squeezed his ass once more before moving up to cup one of his breasts through the fabric of his suit, massaging it gently as she felt a new heat ignite within herself at the contact. "Are you relaxing?" she asked breathily, kissing the side of his neck as her fingers stroked him faster and firmer now.
His cock twitched in her hand, pulsing against her palm as he came with a hoarse cry, his seed shooting out over their intertwined hands and up between them. She gasped at the sensation, feeling the hot liquid spill across her skin before it began to drip down onto his exposed chest. As he shuddered through his orgasm, she kept her hand firmly around him, milking him of every last drop as she held him close.
Finally, his body went lax in her grip and she released him with a soft moan. His cock slipped from her fingers, but she continued to hold onto him, his chest heaving as he struggled for air. "There," she whispered into his ear, kissing the lobe before pulling away. "All relaxed now."
Spider-Man shuddered, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he tried to catch it and compose himself after the intense experience she'd just led him through. His head was spinning and his body felt like jelly, but there was also a distinct sense of warmth and contentment spreading through him. He couldn't quite believe what had just happened... or that he hadn't been able to resist it even if he'd wanted to.
Diana stepped back, regarding Spider-Man thoughtfully as he tried to regain his composure. Her hand still rested on his chest where his seed had spilled across her skin, leaving a warmth and mark of possession that she couldn't quite shake off. She'd never taken a man in this way before; the experience had been... exhilarating. And somehow, he had made it even more so with his struggles against her control and eventual surrender to pleasure.
Her fingers absently traced patterns over his chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her touch as she contemplated what to do next. His body was warm and inviting, covered only by a thin layer of spandex that barely contained all that strength and vitality... She leaned in closer, lips brushing against his earlobe before whispering softly, "Perhaps we should continue this another time?"
Her hand slid down from his chest to cup his groin gently through the fabric of his suit, feeling him begin to stir once more under her touch. It seemed that their encounter had left them both wanting more... and she could feel herself growing increasingly eager for it as well.
Wonder Woman glanced at the lasso that was still around Spider-Man's neck and considered for a moment before deciding to remove it. She untied it from his neck, freeing him from her control and allowing him to move once more. As she watched him straighten up, she couldn't help but marvel at how beautifully he moved despite being a young man from another world entirely. She squeezed his ass lovingly.
As she watched him, her fingers trailing idly over the muscles of his ass, Wonder Woman felt a familiar tingle spreading through her body. "I think we should..." She began, reaching up to stroke his cheek gently with the back of her hand. Her voice was soft and inviting as she leaned in closer to him. "Explore this further another time." Her eyes drifted downwards, taking in the bulge that had once again formed in his groin despite their encounter having just ended moments ago.
Spider-Man looked up at her, his face flushed and breathing heavy as he gazed into those beautiful golden eyes. He wanted to resist; to push past her and get away from this strange world where everyone seemed so intent on controlling him. But the heat in his body, the desire that burned within him... it all made it so hard to focus on anything but what she was offering: a chance for release and exploration beyond anything he'd ever experienced before.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, he nodded his agreement. "Alright," he managed to whisper hoarsely as he leaned in towards her. As their bodies pressed together once more, the heat between them grew even stronger; an inferno that threatened to consume them both utterly. And as they stood there, hearts racing and skin flushed with desire, it became clear that there was no turning back now; not from this path they had set upon together. The question now wasn't whether or not they would continue... but rather how far their journey into the depths of passion and submission would take them both.