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
“Nn… Submit…” Wonder Woman grunted, her muscular thighs tightening around Spider-Man’s neck. The younger male moaned helplessly as his air supply was cut short, though even in this state of humiliation he felt aroused. His spandex-clad body squirmed helplessly, his bulge growing between his legs. Diana was also aroused as she continued to restrain the younger hero between her legs, sweat trickling down her body and her nipples hardening at the sight of his delectable physique working against her.
The feel of Spider-Man's body writhing beneath her had Diana's breath growing ragged, his helpless groans only fueling the fire burning inside her. As she felt her control beginning to slip, she tightened her grip on him even further, using all of her strength to keep herself in check. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand and ignoring the increasingly desperate sounds coming from beneath her.
With every twitch and moan, Diana felt her restraint loosening as her body betrayed her control. She forced herself to remain strong, determined not to give into the pleasurable sensations that Spider-Man was eliciting from her. His struggles grew more frantic, his nails scratching at her skin as he fought for air and release. She couldn’t help but notice his erection as he slowly fell unconscious. Peter moaned softly, submitting by patting his hand against Wonder Woman’s muscular ass.
Despite her best efforts, Diana could feel the tension within her body start to unravel as Spider-Man grew increasingly aggressive beneath her. She bit down on her lip, struggling against the wave of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her senses. His touch upon her ass only served to heighten the arousal coursing through her veins, making it nearly impossible for her to focus on maintaining control.
With a sharp gasp, she released him from her vice-like grip and arched her back, letting out a long moan as her body spasmed with pleasure. Spider-Man fell limp against the floor, spent and satisfied. For a moment, Diana stood there, panting heavily and trying to regain control of herself. But when she glanced down at his unconscious form, all she could think about was how good it had felt to finally let go.
As she caught her breath, Wonder Woman glanced down at the limp form of Peter Parker, noticing his aroused body beneath her. He had submitted so willingly, and it had been difficult not to give in to the primal urges that his submission had sparked within her. She had climaxed, noticing her juices running down her thighs and staining his body. “It was meant to be.” She whispered softly, her foot resting against his bulge.
As the tension left her body, Diana felt a strange sense of contentment wash over her. Looking down at Peter Parker's unconscious form, she couldn't deny the desire that lingered within her. Slowly and gently, she reached out to caress his cheek before leaning down and kissing him softly on the lips. He tasted of sweat and passion, but it only served to ignite a new fire within her.
With careful movements, Diana shifted her body so that she was straddling Peter's hips. She lowered herself onto his erection, guiding him inside her as their bodies met in a slow and steady rhythm. Their combined moans filled the air as they began to move together, lost in the heat of the moment.
As she felt herself nearing climax once more, Diana arched her back and buried her fingers into Peter's messy black hair. He groaned beneath her, his own release imminent. She leaned forward, kissing him deeply as their bodies exploded in a wave of pleasure that left them both spent and gasping for air.
When the sensations finally began to fade, Diana gently dismounted from Peter's limp form and knelt down beside him. She wiped the sweat from his brow, smiling softly as she tenderly brushed a stray hair from his face. "You did very well," she whispered, running her fingers along his chest before standing up to retrieve her lasso.
As she tied Peter securely in place once more, Diana couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of affection and desire for the young man. She knew that what had just transpired between them was far beyond anything they had expected or anticipated. Yet, there was a certain thr
Diana's eyes flickered down to Peter, and then back up to the ceiling, her breathing gradually returning to normal as she regained control of herself once more. "I will release you from your bonds," she said solemnly, approaching him with a look of regret on her face. It was clear that this encounter had left its mark on them both. As her fingers brushed against the lasso around his wrists and torso, it began to glow brightly before dissipating into thin air. “You were a worthy opponent. I shall bear your child.” Wonder Woman whispered down at the defeated and thoroughly fucked young boy as she freed him from her lasso, admiring his delectable physique and softening cock.
After freeing Peter from the lasso, Diana couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of affection and desire for him. Despite their encounter being quite unlike anything she had ever experienced before, there was something about it that left her wanting more. She knew that their connection ran deep and would only continue to grow with time.
With gentle movements, she helped Peter sit up and lean against the wall, handing him a cool cloth for his forehead. As he slowly regained his strength, Diana couldn't resist sneaking glances at his naked form, marveling at how beautifully they fit together. She knew that bearing his child would be an honor and a privilege, but she also wondered what the future held for them as a couple.
"Are you alright?" she asked softly, studying his face for any signs of discomfort or distress. He looked up at her with tired eyes, his breath hitching slightly when their gazes met. "I've never felt better," he murmured, reaching out to touch her cheek before pulling his hand back. The connection between them was undeniable, and they both knew it would only grow stronger from here.
Wonder Woman stood triumphantly over the young boy, content in their fight and passionate encounter. She had defeated Spider-Man in combat after assuming he was a criminal, but upon further examination, she understood his heroism and that was enough for her to fuck his unconscious body until he impregnated her. Now. she let out a satisfied sigh as she stood against the wall next to him, her bare ass resting against the side of his head. “There is no shame in defeat, Spider-Man.” She whispered.
With a tired smile, Diana glanced down at her naked body before looking back up at Peter's head resting against her ass. She ran her fingers through his tousled black hair, enjoying the feel of him against her. "I do believe that there is a sense of shame in defeat for you, Spider-Man." Her tone was teasing as she nudged his head playfully with her hip. "But don't worry too much. You can always try to redeem yourself another time." She paused, considering her words before continuing softly, "Or perhaps we could simply continue from where we left off?"
Her voice dropped to a husky whisper as she felt his erection growing once more against the small of her back. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of them being together again in such an intimate way.
Spider-Man was too tired and weak after being choked out and fucked by the gorgeous amazon. Despite his hard erection, the younger hero was exhausted as he rested his head against Wonder Woman’s gorgeous ass, eyes fluttering shut as he inhaled her scent. “Wh- What will i tell my wife?” He questioned, wondering how he could explain to MJ that he was suddenly bound to Wonder Woman after their encounter.
As Peter thought about his wife, Diana could sense the conflict within him. She didn't envy the position he was in, but she knew that they had shared something special and intimate together. Her fingers traced slow circles on his scalp as she considered his question. "You can tell her whatever you wish," she finally replied softly. "She might not understand at first, but I'm sure time will help explain things."
There was a long silence between them as they both contemplated the implications of their actions. Though they were bound by fate and their shared experience, their lives still belonged to others - Peter to his wife, and Diana to her duty as an ambassador of peace and warrior princess. The weight of those responsibilities hung heavily between them like a thick fog, obscuring any certainty or clarity about what the future might hold for them as individuals, let alone as partners.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Peter stirred slightly and lifted his head from her ass. He opened his eyes wearily, looking up at Diana's expressionless face before speaking again. "Thank you, Wonder Woman," he whispered hoarsely. "For everything." His words hung in the air for a moment before he turned away, crawling across the floor to retrieve his discarded suit and begin the long journey back to normalcy - whatever that might mean for him now.