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In Hushed Whispers (1×1 with Jikkah)
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She still shot him a glare, not happy about how he had stowed away on her ship. If anything from my ship made it, it ll be of use... Mostly food and other goods.
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In Hushed Whispers (1×1 with Jikkah)
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"I'll take a look." He said and stood, "Don't go anywhere." He half joked.
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In Hushed Whispers (1×1 with Jikkah)
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Ha ha. She forced out dryly, doubting she would even be able to put any weight at all on her injured leg.
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In Hushed Whispers (1×1 with Jikkah)
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He chuckled a bit and headed along the shore to see if he could find any cargo.
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Hiccstrid AU (1x1 w/Frogger)
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Hiccup let out a small sigh as he wandered into the Apartments' kitchen, and began to work on preparing breakfast for himself and his flatmate, who just happened to be his childhood best friend and present crush, Astrid. Of course, the young man was soon adjusting the frying pan a little as he works on a purely cooked breakfast. Bacon, sausages and hash browns and he simply wonders when Astrid might turn up as he had a feeling she was either still asleep, or on a morning run.After a few moments, his Cat, Toothless, pads over and lets out a 'maow' in an attempt to get his paws on any bacon or sausages that might be left over from what the Humans eat, though this only gets a slightly sceptical look from Hiccup. "Come on Bud, you had Human food last night.." Hiccup hears another 'maow' in protest and rolls his eyes a little, before his focus shifted wholly to the food in question. Soon enough, he heard Astrid's bird sound off, and he turns to face the noise.
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Midnight, TX ((w/ Cerberus))
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"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Benginmina "Beni" GummAge 27Resident of Midnight,TXWitchOwner of the adult shop of Traverse StBengimina Gumm was the other resident witch in Midnight, TX. She was nothing like her older cousin related on her father's side of the family she didn't spend much time with her but when they did Beni often got scolded for the type of magic she practiced. Unlike her older cousin there was no reason for her to stay a virgin. In fact a good amount of her powers came from sexual energy. She was the proud owner of the only adult shop in the town, shure it was a tiny little place with a limited stock compared to larger towns but she always gave her customers exactly what they wanted and exactly what they needed even if they weren't totally sure what that was. Ben's shop was at the end of Traverse St the last little shop on the corner of the building. The shop was located in the basement and was accessed through some stairs that led down to the main door. Above the shop was her apartment. It was a spacious single bedroom. She loved the high ceilings and nearly floor to ceiling windows that were on the west side of the building.Music was floating through the apartment and Beni was just stepping out of her morning shower. She always had a shower in the morning, it was how she got her days started. On the mornings she didn't have a shower often were days that some would label as 'bad'. Shutting the hot water off Beni reached for her towel that she kept on a hook just outside of the shower only an arms reach away. She wrapped it around herself and then began to dry off. Smiling a humming to the song that was playing she began her morning routine, brushing her teeth and putting in her contacts. Next was preparing a healthy breakfast.
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Vao Couer'dorAge: Human Apperance: 30s actual age 700Resident of Midnight.TxHellhoundJack of all trades,resident handy man See more Vao Couer'dor walked into his small little home as he shook his head and tapped his dogatgs which caused his soul lantern to appear on his wast which he unclipped from his belt and put it away inside of his desk. "Another day more souls..if anyone needs me i'll be heading to home cooking for a drink..or five." The young hellhound grabbed his jacket as he wrapped his tail around his waist and let his fires flare up for a second to warm himself up as he walked back out as he was heading into the main city. As he head into the city his tail and ears were kept hidden under a long jacket and a black cap he always wore.Outside of Crystal Desert, Hapdun sat just idly kicking his feet against the old wood porch He was like many others in this town something special. What looked like a jacket that always seemed to be wrapped around his neck was in all actuality his own wings as he was a dragon shifter but he had been exiled to the land below and his wings broken and the bones removed so now he was living among the mortals and living in Midnight.
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Guitar slammed the shovel into the thick clay dirt and wiped his forehead with the back of his gloved hand and glared to his partner,Mika, who was sitting on the trunk of their vehicle smirking as she stared off into the distance. The skyline of Midnight in view to them."You could have at least helped or i don't know maybe not killed them." He grumbled at her grabbing her attention. She blinked her heavy deeply set gray eyes and focused them on the man in front of her. Laughing, Mika shrugged her shoulder and jumped off of the trunk."Couldn't help myself. The bastard wouldn't stop crying and kept going on and on about all he wanted was to see his family again when he already knew they were dead. What's the point of keeping a nuisance like that around?" She asked and raised her hands high above her head and stretched out her limbs and rolled on to her toes. Then she dropped her arms as she exhaled a deep breath. He grumbled pulling the shovel out of the dirt and walked over to the trunk he popped it open and threw the shovel in hitting the back of the trunk."I'm all dirty and sweaty now and it's not even 9am." Guitar groaned and titled his head to look at Mika. "I've got to be so unlucky for getting paired up with the likes of you, and not to mention you are THE MOST disgusting woman I have ever had the displeasure of knowing." Guitar rolled down the sleeves of his white button down shirt and pulled up his suspenders. Next he put back on his double chest holster which held two glock 42s followed by his suit jacket. Out of the breast pocket of the jacket he pulled a cigarette case and lighter. The cigarette case instead held joints he had previously rolled himself. He placed one between his lips and lit. Taking a long drag and blowing the smoke upwards he replaced the items and fished out the car keys from his pocket. He titled his head to glance of her his left shoulder noting that their destination wasn't too much further away."I'd say we've got maybe a forty five sixty minute drive before we get there." He said moving top get into the car at the driver's seat.Mika had already gotten into the passenger seat once Guitar had pulled the keys from his pocket. She pushed her stingy blonde hair out of her face and nodded "Let's get going then. We're supposed to be meeting up with some other's from the organization aren't we, or do you think we'll arrive before them?" She asked and looked over to Guitar who did not answer her. "No matter. I'm just excited." She said. As the city of Midnight was waking up the young baker and pet store employee was sitting at one of the outdoor bistro tables in front of the bakery enjoying a freshly brewed cup of coffee with 10 sugars and a tablespoon of cinnamon creamer and a fresh piece of banana bread smeared heavily with butter. The pet store was owned by the Token family and her love of baking brought her to the bakery."Ah just how I like it!" She moaned her hands wrapped firmly around her green coffee mug. The young woman was Tulip Token, she was a werewolf, a special breed that looked more animal than human in her natural state. From what she understood her animal like appearance had to do with a mutation in one of her genes but it seemed to happen to the oldest born female in her family every 2 3 generations. This pattern led some of her older family members to believe that it was from the curse placed upon their family that originally made them into werewolves. It didn't bother her though, at a young age when it became clear she had the mutation her father gifted her with a charm bracelet. The bracelet gave her a human appearance as long as she wore. It was rare for Tulip to be caught without the bracelet and if she wasn't wearing it she was around the people who knew her the best and whom she trusted with all of her life."I can tell today is going to be a good day!" See more Guitar Remess 32 Hunter Guitar is the second hunter in his family taking after his uncle when his mom was attacked and permanently paralyzed from the waist down when he was just 12 years old. His mother had been attacked by a werecreature one he still intends to hunt down and kill someday. He learned a majority of his skills and gained his knowledge from his Uncle but was recruited by the organization after they heard of his talents when he took down 3 vampires. He deeply dislikes being dirty and prefers methods of killing that will result in him getting dirty the least. Mika Yonofsky 20 Hunter Telekinetic powers Mika was never a normal child. Though abnormality was not how she got to where she is in life. Her mother was never meant to be a parent she was one of those accidental teen moms who was forced into caring for her mistake. Her mother made sure that Mika knew how she felt about her daughter. That she hated and despised her and wanted her out of her life. Sadly these were not empty threats but promises ones she tried to fulfill a number of times but while trying ended up killing herself. It resulted in Mika growing up in the system. She eventually found herself in juvie and then recruited into the organization. She does as she told and enjoys having a purpose in life even if that is killing. Tulip Token 21 Resident of Midnight Werewolf Works at the bakery and her family owned pet shop Human Form Werewolf Form
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Vao kept his jacket wrapped around his body as he made his way to Home cooking as he walked in. He looked over at the bar and gave a little whistle and smiled as he headed over to his normal table. Almost every night and morning Vao would come in and sit at the booth and watch over what was going on though most of the townsfolk knew that the hellhound held a torch so to speak for the beautiful waitresses Though those whom knew what Vao actually was knew not to mess with the main bar in town. He often would come by when done with his work to catch some dwn time and see what was new with the surface world that he often spent time in. It was rare that a hellhound would stay so long on the surface as many concidered it too cold but he was tasked with retrieving someone's soul and when he did he felt sorry for the person so he reported back that he had lost them and so was ordered to stay until he found them and thus he stayed in Midnight. He grabbed one of the menus and looked everything over as he relaxed in his booth while he started to read the newspaper that was placed on the table he was always at.BOPH, simply known as Voron was a long standing secret society that had tried to safeguard humanity from non human threats. They had been hunting down any creatures that were not human and either outright killing them or capturing them. What troubled them was how many years ago they had created a prison which held one of the most dangerous threats that humanity had ever faced and now this town was built on top of the prison. They had blended themselves into those whom had settled into the town and when they had learned who was non human they had made their moves against them "with the rate you eat them tulip, we're not going to have any to give to the customers." Mordici just sighed as he shook his head and nursed his cup of tea as he looked at his best friend and coworker. "Just so you kbnow too all those carbs are gonna make ya bloated and fat." He liked to tease Tulip knowing he had seen her go through a day's worth of pastries and not seem to gain a single pound. Mordici was a corvid, a shifter that took a crow form and sometimes in his humanoid form he had wings and was sometimes mistaken as an angel but the black wings were often giving others an impression he was a fallen Angel. During the day Mordici worked with Tulip at the bakery but at night he often took flight and was the town's resident look out, after the past trouble with Patience Lucero and Colconnar it was determined that someone should serve as an early warning system and who better then a crow watching from any high perch in the city See more See more
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Tulip looked down into her cup of coffee and at her banana bread. She mumbled mocking Morici's words "you're gonna get fat and bloated Tulip." She murmured and rolled her eyes taking a big bite of the bread then stuck her tongue out at him."You're just jealous cause I have a perfect figure and don't have to work for it." She laughed and then shrugged her shoulder. "But this is the only one I've eaten this morning." Tulip took her napkin and wiped her mouth. Inhaling deeply she looked up at the bright blue sky. "We should do something fun tonight! I don't have to close the pet store tonight so I'm totally free!"
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Mordici looked at Tulip as she mentioned about doing something fun. He then nodded as he swiped some of the bread and ripped off a piece of it before he let her have the rest as he ate the banana bread. "All right if you have a good idea for what we should do tonight im down for it." He normally didn't do much at night as he liked to just keep watch over the city but there were times even he needed a little break and so he felt it would be a good idea to try and do something for the night with Tulip. "So any good ideas?" He mocked her abit as she always had good ideas and most of the time if there was any trouble it was probably come from an idea that Mordici had but they always managed to walk away from it.The corvid shifter just looked at his best friend and smiled, the pair had always been together from childhood and was always down for whatever his friend wanted to do. People spoke that they would make a cute couple but nothing really ever came of it, Mordici was always at her side which was why he worked at the bakery but also because he was able to get his hands on some of the fresh baked breads.
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Benjamina had made her self a simple but healthy and fulfilling breakfast. It was a yogurt parfait made with grape nuts, because granola didn't hold its crunch, clementine, freeze dried strawberries, and vanilla honey greek yogurt. Typically she ate her breakfast as she got dressed for the day and this morning was no different. She took her bowl with her back to her bedroom and set it on the dresser then went over to her closet. The doors were sliding and she tapped her fingers against her thigh as she stared into the wardrobe wondering what would fit her mood. She snapped her fingers and bounced back over to her bowl, took a bite and then back to her closet. She pulled out a pair of dark bluejeans, a paisley patterned button up shirt and some brown ankle boots. Placing the clothes on her bed she went and took another bite of breakfast and looked at her outfit one more time to confirm that's what she wanted to wear and her answer was still yes. So she got dressed and continued to eat her breakfast.With her outfit chosen she finished eating, did her makeup and then got dressed. She grabbed her purse and headed out into town her destination was Home Cooking. Beni liked to come some morning to do the paperwork side of her business until her store opened up at noon. "I was thinking we can go check out that new roller rink! After 10 on Thursdays it's adults only! They play great music and serve drinks and really good shareable plates, appetizer type food!" Tulip wiggled in her seat and was raising her eyebrows with a big smile on her face as she took her sip, and locked eyes with Mordici knowing he would say yes but none the less waited patiently for an answer from him. For a few weeks now she had been casually mentioning the skating rink to him.When he smiled at her she clasped her hands together and sighed out yes! "Oooh I', excited now! Let's get to work! Places is about to open." She stood and stretched her hands high above hand and rolled on to her toes and then rocked back on them as she lowered her hands. Grabbing her now empty coffee mug and the plate the bread had say on she went inside.
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Vao was sitting in his normal corner booth when he sniffed the air. He smiled as he kept reading his newspaper before he got up and wandered from his booth and made it around until He was able to get behind Benjamina and set his hands upon her waist as he sniffed at her hair and smiled as he let his tail slink out from his coat to wrap around her waist as he nipped at her neck and laughed. "And how is my favorite witch?" He stayed quiet as he waited for her answer as he kept behind her. Many would think with how he acted they were together but Vao himself was a greed hound and saw great potential in Benjamina's powers and so he was always around, though he knew that she was well aware that as a greed hound and would never be satisfied with just one person but that perhaps he truly did care about her but that was a question for another time. Mordici just laughed abit as he watched Tulip head back inside. He just shook his head and followed her in. "you just really want to go skating don't you?" He didnt quite see the enjoyment of it but then again he was able to fly and so anything else never would compare to the freedom of flying. He rubbed at his shoulder blades for a second as it had been some time since he had actually stretched them out as he tended to keep them unseen as even those who knew he was a supernatural didn't take too kindly to seeing black wings which were commonly associated with demons and fallen angels and with all the demonic issues that had plagued Midnight in the past it was better safe then sorry.."So how many sheets do you think you're gonna sell hmm?" He walked to the storage and started to prepare to pull some fresh dough as he then started to work on getting it cut, molded and ready for the oven. Outside of MidnightMikhail Andreyevitch Loskov, Also known as Kestrel paced back and forth as he was reading over the papers that he had found in the file cabinent as he had already taken photos and sent copies over to Voron. Once he was done he set the files down as he walked over to the Order members whom he had ambushed and strung up hanging upside down from the rafters of the building as he drew out his knife. "If there is any consolation for you, you can be assured that your friends will be joining you so you wont be lonely for long." He walked behind each of the 4 people who hug there and ran his knife over their throats cutting them as from where he cut and hanging upside down the blood would rush out quickly and they would die quickly.Kestrel looked at the paper as he grabbed a match and lit it before tossing it onto the paper watching it catch before he started to walk out of the building. He grabbed his radio and keyed in. "Kestrel here, the safehouse has been cleansed and all information acquired." Mikhail Andreyevitch LoskovAge: 37Resident: N AVoron Assaassin Hitman See more
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She squealed happily and leaned her head back and over her shoulder looking at Van! Banie smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before turning back to her her laptop. She had only just opened it but now that Vao was here she figured she wouldn't be getting all that much work done."Mmm better now that I'm seeing you this morning. "She paused her fingers slid down and dragged along his tail and she moaned so softly "And my favorite hound? Gonna finally make me yours tonight?" She asked micheviously. She knew that one partner would never be enough for hi and she didn't mind that. In fact Beni never saw her self settling down in the traditional definition of the word, but she did love the idea of being his number one. That's why she asked knowing his answer would most likely be know she hoped one day it would become a yes. "YEP!" Tulip yelled out to answer Mordici. "You've just made me a very happy girl." She winked and went to clean her dishes. Once that was done she double checked to make sure the silverware and plates were stocked up and ready to go."Probably 3! 4 if were having a great day." She said returning into the back area and leaned against the wall watching him shape the dough. "Have you noticed lately that some of our regulars, haven't been so regular anymore?" She asked and pressed her hand to her stomach. "Like Mrs.Tru, she hasn't come buy in a few weeks! I know she can get tangled up in her books but it's rather odd of her to miss out on goodies for so long. We've really been mostly getting passer by."She added and titled her head thinking of what could be the possible answer. Guitar and Mika had finally made into the city limits of midnight and they both immediately felt a change one so strong it made Mika gag."Ugh what the fuck was that! Tell me you felt it too." She mumbled and covered her mouth trying to get her gagging under control.Guitar cut his eyes over to his young partner and saw her reaction to the strong barrier. He sighed "Yeah I do feel it. I forget you haven't been on many missions, some places have strong drawing of supernaturals and as a result things....build up." He said trying to explain in the simplest term she would understand. That concentration can have affects on us humans who know what to look for or rather I should say are more intend with this hidden world adjacent to our own." He added and pulled into the parking lot of the hotel."Oh God I'm gonna throw up!" Mika tumbled out of the car the moment it stopped and hurried away immediately vomiting. When she was done she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then returned to Guitar's side. He had already gotten their bags from the car and was heading inside."You need to get that under control. It will either lessen the longer we stay or slowly get worse." He said his words a warning he hoped she took to heart. Mika merely nodded and followed inside.
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Vao looked at Benjamina and chuckled abit as he trailed a hand down her back before he gave her rear a playful squeeze before he noticed she had her laptop out as he ran a hand through her hair before he grasped it as he let out a low growl as he whispered into her ears. "why do you ask questions that you already know the answer to. You know thats not who I am, I don't settle..I want everything and everyone." He let his tail play around her waist,threatening to slip into her jeans before he uncoiled his tail from her. He let out a low irritated growl from his throat as he let go of her hair as he then sat beside her and shook his head. He wasn't irritated with her but more so with the Order who worked to protect humans and supernaturals."I know you have connections hun..tell the order, that the circles..have decided not to give any assistance citing that the issues they are having are and I quote, human issues that do not have any bearing on use and that it is an internal conflict that humans must deal with on their own." He knew it wasnt going to be a popular desicion or answer since hellhounds were extremely powerful creatures and with their control of fire could do serious harm to any human but the circles didn't want to get involved in human conflicts. Mordaci looked at Tulip and smiled abit as he heard her remark how happy he had made her but when she mentioned how some of their regulars weren't showing up he frowned abit. "Yeah, I have noticed that and it does worry me abit but everyone has their lives and sometimes they get busy." he just shrugged as he walked over to place some of the rolls onto the cookie sheets for her to bake the rolls as he started cutting more raw dough and worked it to get more ready so that once the first batch was done the second could be quickly put in.
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Bein whined and looked away. She knew she should not have asked that. She hated when his mood changed and it was becuase of her. Bein took her seat and turned her computer back on and pulled a folder out of her bag. Pausing from what she was doing Benjamina turned to Vao with wide eyes. That is not the answer that they wanted. She sighed heavily but nodded her head. I ll be sure to pass that message along. Beni leaned over and placed her hand on his cheek turning his face towards her. Vao I love you, and I know I ll never be enough for you, I just want you to someday say how you feel for me. Kissing his lips gently Benjamina smiled and let him go. Once inside Guitar and Mika went to the front desk and checked in. Keys in hand they headed upstairs to their room. They immediately unpacked their bags And started getting set up. Guitar pulled out a laptop and two other items. The first was a small red box with an antenna on it and then second a cord. The red box was a secure internet connection, one that could not be hacked into and it was how him and Mika would be able to communicate with the organization. With the computer set up and turned on Guitar started a video phone call.It rang only twice before it was picked up and connected. On the screen set a a man, and you could only see him from the neck down. We ve made it into the city smoothly. We did unfortunately have to kill our informant, he gave us what we needed though. What is our next steps? Guitar asked and waited patiently for him to answer.
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Vao looked at the witch beside him as he nipped at her neck while she worked. He knew how she felt but to him it wasnt anything he could truly say. He was a greed hound and always wanted everything and anything he could get his hands on. He sat beside her and let his tail wrap around her waist. "I know its not the answer they want but its the one they are going to get. Many on the council are greed hounds as well, Plus a few Anger and Lust hounds. They arnt going to take really kindly to poking their noses into human affairs unless there is something that could benefit themselves. I know the order wants help and you know I wish I could do anything but my hands are tied." He motioned to the pair of dogtags that hung around his neck underneath his shirt and tie. "I do anything on the surface without their approval..they'll know As much as I'd want to help I cant."He reached into his pocket and pulled out what to anyone else would look like a normal cigarette but when in actuality was a hellhound's version. Stronger and had a different smell to it, sometimes a strange sweet smell and other times a bitter and foul smelling scent, much like rotten eggs eggs due to the sulfur that was in it. he tapped it against the bar and sighed. "and tell me my pet, whats wrong with being my favorite..my number one?" It wasnt long for the connection to be picked up and when it was he only allowed his neck and below to be seen, never his face which allowed a brief amount of anonymity and secrecy as the leader of Voron. "You were able to get all the information you could out of him? Well a cleanup team will be sent but as for now your orders are to meet up with the local agent we have here. he's very effective at his job so you wil aid him in whatever task he sees need for you in rooting out the order and the supernatural threat in this world." He hung up the call without giving them a chance for questions or anything.
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Guitar clicked his tongue loudly against the back of his teeth and closed the laptop with more force than necessary. "Bastards!" He grumbled and looked around the room his eyes finally landing on Mika. She looked less pale but still pale enough to be concerned. "Come on. Let's go and get some food. I saw a bakery on our way in. Something sweet and simple might help you and it will definitely calm me down." He said standing and smoothed his hands down his pants attempting to eliminate wrinkles."What about our assignment?" Mika asked her voice soft and caring little, the thought food made her stomach tighten but she begrudgingly followed behind Guitar. In no time the two were back down in the lobby, then out the front door and heading towards the bakery. Guitar allowed for his focus to be split, half was making sure Mika didn't puke before he could get some food into her and the rest was observing his surroundings, making mental notes of what he felt were supernatural auras.Out the corner of his eye he saw a woman with strawberry blonde hair and though her outfit was well put together she didn't seem so. Her har was so tangled it would be a miracle if all the knots could be combed out. Her clothes had a mixture of blood and dirt on them and he could see that she was limping her right hand holding tight of her left arm. He wondered if she was supernatural or just a woman having a really fucked up day. The woman Guitar made note of was the absolute last soul the residents of midnight expected to see walking their mortal plane once again. Her eyes were wide with terror, her makeup smudged and her hair wild. Her 1000 pant suit had been reduced to second hand goods and even then the goodwill wouldn't take it. She put all her strength into walking. The only thought going through her head was get to Home Cooking.If I can just make it there, just a little further and then I'll get some help, they'll help me. These were her only thoughts and They helped her get to her destination despite the pain, fatigue, and dehydration her body was feeling. Leaning all her weight into the doors she pushed them open and stumbled past a man who was exiting. She looked around and gasped"Someone please...please help me." She said and those were the only words she spoke as she fell to the ground and not gracefully at all. Just about every patron had their eyes on the now collapsed woman.Benjamina's eyes went to the woman just like everyone else but unlike these people who only saw this woman as a stranger Beni saw her as evil and was torn between shock and confusion. She simply turned her head to Vao and just the look on her face he would know what was going through her mind.
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Vao looked at Benji before he turned as he heard someone stumble into home cooking. Unlike many other people in the town, Vao was unknowing to the damage and threat that Patience was to the town. He showed up a few months after the whole debacle as the circles had tracked down a soul that had picked up residence in Midnight."Hold on easy there." He got up and walked over to Patience and took hold of her good arm and helped her to the bar. "Rags,water, some food." He could tell that she probably had gone through the ringer. "What happened to you? You look like you went twelve rounds with Mack truck going 90 mph on the highway." He looked at Benji before motioning for her to get some help for Patience. Mordaci finished pulling some finished pastries out as he started to put them out on display before looking out to the main street as he saw Guitar and Mika walking in the direction of the Bakery. "Look alive lips, we're going to have some company." He laughed calling her by the nickname he had given her many years back. He made sure that all of the pastries were freshot and kept under the heat lamps on display as he also turned on the small fan that would work to spread the lovely smells around the shop.
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Patience was just barely holding on to her consciousness, and with that she held on tightly to the strong arms that had picked her up."You should take her into the back room." Beni said and sighed heavily as Vao listed off things to help clean her up and treat her wounds if she had any. Begrudgingly she went to get the things he had asked for. When she had gathered all of them she made her way to the back room where Patience was lying on the table knocked out cold. It was as if she had finally given in now that she had found some help. She set the items on the table around Patience then turned and shut the door."This women doesn't deserve our help." She said dipping the rag into the hot water and wringing it out. She then wiped off Patience's face then her arms. "You came to town just after she had done all that damage. She shouldn't even be alive." Beni commented and checked her for wounds but saw none. The blood must not have been her own. She did have some bad bruises though. Tulip rolled her eyes at the nickname and was about to scold him for using it but stopped when the bell over the door rang. "Good morning! Welcome in." She said cheery and with a bright smile. "What can I get you folks this morning?" She asked and handed them some menus. "Oh and we have some bread and biscuits just coming out of the oven, and I highly recommend either on any of our sandwiches." She said smiling and looked them both over.Guitar nodded and gave a friendly smile. "Thank you." He said and looked over the menu but it didn't hold a lot of interest to him he handed it to Mika who glanced over it."I...I'll take a peppermint tea and one of those biscuits you mentioned."Mika said and then turned away and took a seat at one of the tables that sat in the corner."Great! And for you sir?" Tulip asked turning her eyes to Guitar."A coffee, largest size you've got and one of those cherry cream cheese danishes." He said pointing to them in the display case. Tulip totaled up his order and took his payment. She told him once it was ready she would bring it over for them. Guitar went and joined Mika she was starting to look less pale but that wasn't really saying a whole lot.
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"Well if she shouldn't be alive and yet she is so that demands answers to questions that everyone will have including you and so it will be better to have her in a place where we can keep her contained until we can figure out just why she is here, or is that not a good thought and you rather just toss her out into the streets where anyone could find her and then who knows how this town will react hmm?"He just shook his head as he pulled out a knife and worked on cutting away Patience's clothing as he sniffed the blood then sniffed at her body. "It doesn't belong to her or else it would smell like her. I'll see about having the scent given to someone whom I can trust will find out who it does belong to. In the meantime Beni, be a good girl and get some fresh clothes for her." Vao let his tail unfurl from his waist as he looked at Benjamin. "Consider this an order, keep her alive and here." Mordecai looked at Tulip and smiled before he went back to get the fresh biscuits that were ordered as he grabbed a small basket and put the biscuits together before he pulled out a nice warm one and handed it over to tulip once the tea was ready as he went to get the coffee pot all set up. Once it was done he poured it into one of their largest mugs before he handed it over for Tulip to bring to the customers who were sitting at their inside table. He didn't recognize them but didn't worry about it too much as coffee and food was always going to draw people from near and far.
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Blinking she stared dumb founded at him as he left the room closing the double sliding doors behind him. She was alone with an unconscious Patience. Order?!? ORDER! She practically screamed and turned her gaze to the woman. Her clothes were ruined so Beni didn t take any care in trying to perseve them. She began to tear at them. How dare he! He...he...he can t even be honest with me about his feelings and now he s giving me orders like...like I m some kind of servant? That bastard! I m gonna Beni jumped back when Patience inhaled deeply and began to cough, it appeared almost as if she was taking a large gulp of air after having held her breath for a period of time.Thinking quickly Beni ran to the storage closet and grabbed a thick pair of workers gloves and heavy iron chain that had been placed there for a situation just as this one. The gloves were to protect Beni as she was vulnerable to iron as well. She went back to Patience who was coming to. She intended to wrap the chain around her ankles and wrist to keep her from doing anything that could harm her. Where....where am I ? Patience mumbled as her eyes slowly fluttered open. Tulip placed the items on to her serving tray and walked over to her new customers. Alright here you go. She said and set each item down gently and carefully so not to spill anything. Anything else I can get you? Flavored creamer, honey and butter or maybe some jam? She asked Some lemon slices and honey and butter would be nice. Mika said taking the cup in her hands and inhaling the scent of peppermint deeply. I m good with just this. Guitar said and lifted the cup to his lips. He blew on the hot liquid then took a sip. He smiled savoring the flavor. It was a well brewed cup. Sadly to say he had expected it to be burnt tasting and would have to add cream and sugar to get past the bad bitter. I ll get those for you right now! She said and walked off to behind the counter once again.
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Vao didn't take long to come back though he had a small bag with him when he returned. He looked at Benji before glancing back over at Patience before he set his bag down. "Brought some things that may help to ease your mind my dear." He grabbed his bag and pulled out bracelets and put them around Patience's wrists and locked them with a small key before he put a necklace around her neck and locked it as well. "A tampering tool us hounds have when dealing with demon kin. It can render their powers dead and if you so worry about this woman I'm sure these will work."He looked at the heavy iron and shook his head, that was old witch knowledge and the hounds used more powerful and modern techniques but he enjoyed having some of the old power at his side which is why he kept Benji around. "I'll take her and see what I can find out my dear and when I do you know that you will be the first I will tell." He removed the heavy iron and set them aside as he helped Patience stand up. "Easy now, Beni I'll take her out the back as to not startle your patrons." He looked at Patience and started to lead her out the back to his own place. "I'll have some questions for you but first to get you cleaned up." He lead her through back ways and shadows to get to his apartment without being spotted by the townsfolk as he ushered her inside. Mordicai watched Tulips and smiled abit before he headed back into the kitchen and started to look around before sighing. "Great and here I thought I had gotten all the spices we needed, lips! I'm going over to Home cooking to see about borrowing some spices we need otherwise it's a trip to the store to buy them, think you can hold down the fort?" He laughed abit knowing all too well the young woman could hold her own but he had no idea about the danger that was sitting right inside of their store or what was looming in the city.He walked out before heading over to home cooking but stepping in he could easily detect an air of hostility before he glanced around before heading to the back. In doing so he saw Benji and the iron and could tell she was upset. "Another fight with Vao was it? Finally smack him with some iron hmm?" He knew the young witch favored the hound and he often spoke with her about him, listening to her when the two had a argument or something.
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Patience hissed at the feeling of the iron against her skin. She was just regaining her consciousness when she was hoisted to her feet and pulled out of the room and out the back of the restaurant. What s happing...I need to tell them. She said trying to get through the fog that her mind was in. Everything seemed to be moving at hyper speed while her mind was swimming though cold molasses. I have to warn them. She said softly closing her eyes and leaned onto who ever it was that was holding her up. Benjamina will listen. She ll listen to me. Patience sighed and lifted a hand to her head. She has to listen to me. Beni groaned in response to Vao and watched as he escorted Patience away. Bastard She took off the gloves and tossed them on to the table. She then plopped down into a chair and folded her arms across her chest and Anglican tapped her foot. This is all She looked to the door and saw Mordi coming in. No...but he deserves it this time. More than previously. She mumbled and took a deep breath holding it for a bit. What are you doing over here? Isn t the shop open? She asked looking him over. Of course! Tulip was gathering the few items the customers had requested.Guitar s eyes followed the man as he crossed the floor and headed out. He wondered why he left but figured it wouldn t be long before he was back. How are you feeling? Any better? He asked his voice soft and low so that Tulip couldn t hear their conversation. Mika nodded her head taking another sip of the tea and tore off a piece of the biscuit. Yeah I actually am. Much better. She said looking down into the cup of tea. She s not human. Mika whispered to Guitar cutting her eyes to Tulip as she walked over holding a plate with the things she had asked for. Guitar nodded slipping his hand into his pocket. Here you go. Lemons, butter, and honey. Tulip said giving them both a smile she looked down at their cups and noted Guitar s was ready for a refill. Can I get you some more coffee? She asked and turned her head to Mika surprised when she grabbed on to her wrist. Ummm Mika gave a soft smile and shake of her head Sorry I didn t mean to scare you it s just this bracelet. She said lifting Tulip s hand to examine it. She touched each charm but focused on one in particular. It looked like someone combined a cross and question mark with a star. Tulip tried to pull away but Mika held onto her tightly. Now this one here is interesting. I ve never seen anything like it. What is it? She asked Oh it s my family symbol. Tulip began to explain but as she did she felt a sharp pinch in her hip. She screamed out and jumped away looking down to her hip she saw Guitar had stabbed her with syringe full of a bright yellow green liquid. Let me go. She growled and snatched her hand away from Mika as she did the charm Mika was examining broke off of her bracelet. Tulip stumbled back falling into a table and knocking the items on it off and ultimately the table over. She scooted away from them and her vision began to get blurry. What s happening?! Who are you people She growled as her eyes began to glow and she started to transform into her true form. Oh my, Mika said watching as Tulip stumbled back and she looked at the charm that broke off. Well you certainly are not human. She said and picked up a lemon squeezing it into her tea and added a little honey. She stirred it all and then took a sip and nodded Mm so much better. She said and tilted her head watching Tulip s transformation. Don t worry. You re not gonna remember any of this. Guitar said standing up and adjusted his jacket and walked over to Tulip who was struggling to keep her eyes open. I...wont...wont forget. She said and Eiht that she was knocked out. Guitar squatted down and examined the girl. Her pulled a second syringe from his jacket and pressed this one against her upper arm. He pressed it firmly to her arm and filled with her blood. Never seen a werewolf like you. He whispered and turned to Mika who was still eating her food and drinking her tea. Hurry up! We have to make it seem like we left before she was knocked out. He said and placed the vial of blood back into his jacket along with the first one he used to knock her out. Mika did as she was told and decided it d be a good idea to take a picture of the charm. She then did her best to reattach it to the bracelet but couldn t so she placed the charm in the girls hand and closed her hand around the charm. They made it look like some one had tried to rob the place but was scared off by Tulip. Well that was a cute little bakery. We should go back tomorrow. Mika said as they left the bakery to return to the hotel I m also pretty sure that guy was a super too. She said to Guitar who only nodded. We re off to a good start. Hopefully her blood can tell us a good amount about exactly what she is. He said and patted his jacket pocket.
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Vao looked at Patience and helped her sit down on his couch. He looked around before he pulled up a small stool. "Right now she doesnt seem to be in the mood to speak to you and well currently you arnt in the condition either. You need a good shower and some food and clothes. I'll get it all handled but it will take time and resources. I will take care of you but it goes both ways as well and for that you will serve me for now, with whatever I need." He let his tail flick from side to side as he got up and walked to his kitchen. "Bathroom is down the hall and to the left. Take a good hot shower and get cleaned up. Tell me when you are done and I will have some clothes waiting for you. " Mordicai looked at Benji and nodded. "Yeah we are open and running but I came by to see about getting some more salt. What I did have it seems like we have run out so I was seeing if I could snag some more from here." He tilted his head as he watched the young witch. "" so what is it this time, what's got you so bothered with that hellhound anyway?" He knew that they liked to be side by side but even couples could have friction against each other from time to time.
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Beni simply nodded her head and told him he was welcome to whatever he needed and knew where to find it. Well... She took a long deep breath and stood up to retrieve her bag. She dug her hand into it and pulled out a tarnished cigarette case. She didn t smoke cigarettes but it instead healed joints. Pulling one out and then her zippo lighter she placed it between her lips, lit it and took a long deep drag. About 20 ish minutes ago Patience stumbled through those doors and just before you got here he just whisked her off. Not giving me a single iota what he s doing with her or better yet why he took her. She grumbled and tapped the ashes on to the floor. Patience s mind had finally come out of the fog that it was swimming in and as she did she was her surrounding were unfamiliar and further more she didn t recognize the voice speaking to her. Serve? She repeated and looked around taking in the living room I don t serve anyone, especially dogs like yourself. She stood looking about the place again. I am in Midnight, I can feel it, and if you won t take me to Benjamina then I ll just find her myself. She stood up wobbling as she did. She used the arm of the couch to steady herself before heading to the door.It doesn t matter how she feels. She needs to hear what I have to say, or even Bobo or Manfred. Joe...he d listen regardless of how he feels.
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Mordicai looked at Benji and thought about it for a while before nodding to himself. "Well you can think of it like this, would you rather want to deal with her here where anyone could walk in, see her and cause a big reaction and problrm before we even figure out why she is back or would you rather want him to question her in a private place and keep her out of the sight of the townsfolk." He just shook his head thinking about it before he grabbed the bag of salt."I wouldn't worry too much about him. He is a tough hellhound and if anyone can handle her then it is him." He gently placed a hand upon her shoulder as he started to walk out of the back room before turning back. "Stop by the bakery some time, i am sure that Tulip would love to chat with you and see you." He then walked out of the back room and headed back to the bakery. As he headed to the bakery he had to wonder just why Patience had shown back up.As he made his way back to the bakery he noticed that the lights were out which was odd since the place was open. Walking in from the back he set the bag down and called out. "'Lips, im back and got the salt that was needed." After hearing no reply he ealked out to the front and saw her laying there. Rushing over to her he gently lifted her to sit up as he sat down by her. "Tulips, can you hear me? What happened?" Vao let out a low growl at the insult as he made a fist and a chain of fore sprung up from the collar that was around her neck as he yanked her back aeay from the door as he growled. "Do not think i am some fool, I can tell there is something very off about you, it comes off of you and it is very strong." He watched Patience and let his tail swing from side to side. "This is MY town and i am not about to just let you go wandering about and starting issues with people. The look Benji had for you was one of shock and anger so if she acts that way then the town will only act much worse as Benji is the heart of this town. So how about we try this again. I keep you safe and you answer sone questions for and help out around to pull your weight."
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Benji grumbledDoes he have to be so logical? "Yeah I'll stop by later, I have some work stuff I have to get done." She patted his hand and smiled at him as he left with the spices he came for. She tapped the ashes on to the floor and relaxed back into her chair once more closing her eyes to calm herself. Tulip slowly opened her eyes when Mordicai pulled her into his arms and began to rouse her. "Mordi" She whispered wincing and looked up at him. "I....I don't know....my head hurts." She groaned and turned into his arms. "I don't know." She repeated. Patience stumbled backward falling to the floor from him yanking her. Her hands went up to the collar touching it and then looked down to the leash made of flames. She clicked her tongue and gathered herself standing to her feet once again. She let his words sink in and waited for him to finish speaking."I don't need your protection. From this ridiculous collar you've put on me you're not trying to protect me instead I'm a prisoner." Patience glared at him and left the living room and went to the bathroom to shower up. "You are a fool thinking keeping me like this will be of benefit to anyone." She then slammed the bathroom door and locked it.
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"Its okay 'Lips lets just get you up off this cold floor and get you something for your head." He gently held onto his closest friend and gently helped her up and ushered her to a chair. "Ill make you some tea and something for your head." After he set her at the table he went to the back room to find some ibprophine and then started to boil some water for the tea. "Lips, is there anything you can remember about what happened?" He was curious as he had only been gone for a short period of tiime and they only had the two customers who had come in and yet now thery were gone.He heard the whistle of the teapot and got up to get thebhot water and make Tulips some tea to relax. Along with his baking skills it was truly his tea that was the best in the bakery for whatever need you had he would have a tea for it. He came back with a mug and handed it over to the young lycan. "Here, drink thisbto relax and here is somerhing for your head." He smiled and set down 2 small pills that would help with her head. Vao watched Patience go into the bathroom and shut the door. He let his fires flare up for a second before he turned amd went back to the living room. He could tell that she was strong but there was something else and if the feeling he got from Benji was the feeling of the whole town then it was wise to keep her whwre he could question her and kerp an eye on her but what he didnt know was that she wasnt alone.Inside of the bathroom was a good sized shower that probably could hold more than one person but the materials arpund the bathroom only suggested one person resided here. There were lights but also high up torches that lit and yet their flame did not burn anything which suggested they were not ordinary flames. Patience's shadow moved and ran a hand over her shoulder. "A great start. But really my dear i think that you can do better." While he wasnt able to take physcial form yet he was still attached to her. He was the crawler's second in command and the one who made it possible for her to return to the living world. He was known as Jack of Blades.
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Tulip sat in the chair, the whole time she had been clutching on to her bracelet tightly and didn t realize until she was sitting upright. She opened her hand to see the broken charm and sighed. She removed her bracelet and tried to reattach the charm she fiddled with it for a few minutes before giving up and knowing it needed to be repaired by a professional. Lucky for her, her mother would be able to fix it but for now she tucked it into her pocket. Though it wasn t ideal but as long as she carried it on her person the charm would be effective, the glamor masking her identity. Mordi She spoke softly and looked up at him when he placed the pills and tea on the table. She took the pills and swallowed them down then sipped the tea. Thank you. I...I just can t remember. I know that the two customers had paid and left and maybe I had started to clean up then...then.... She closed her eyes frowning and her brow knitting together in frustration. I must have hit my head. She thought on that statement for a bit. That made sense why else s would her head be hurting so much and her memory fail her if she hadn t hurt it. Jack... She spoke softly looking at his shadow figure in the mirror. I m weak, you did not prepare me well enough to come back. Now look! She groaned gesturing to the collar. I won t be able to remove this disgusting thing for several days! Why did you allow this to happen? You could have easily prevented it. She growled and turned away from the mirror and moved to the shower. She turned the hot water one and waited for it to warm up. Once it did she stepped under the hot stream and moaned happily at the feeling of it on her. So wonderful She sighed happily her hands running over her body teasing her breast and nipples as she did.
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Mordicai looked over Tulip and sighed abit as he looked at the shop. "well, I will have to ask around to see if anyone saw anything but in the meantime I do think you should go and see the doctor. You must of hit your head and probably have a concussion so I'd have that looked into the first moment you get. If you'd like I can close up shop and accompany you to the doctors then see to it that you get home safely." He was a little worried about what happened and why and if they would come back but right now his main concern was his closest friend. He smiled and watched tulip to make sure that if she had a concussion that she didn't pass out from it so he wanted to keep an eye on her. He noticed that she was trying to work with the charm before she pocketed it."The charm, 'Lips are you sure its going to be okay or whats going to happen?" He knew she rarely ever took off that charm so to see that it was not on the necklace and pulled off raised abit of concern for him as he knew the charm was very important to her and keeping her form but other then that he didn't know much about it as it was her family and personal and despite knowing her for so long he let her keep her family and personal issues to herself. "Because my sweet pet, If you had come in strong they would of known something was wrong and then their defenses would of gone up and you would of recieved much worse that that collar, perhaps put back in that painting I got you out of or perhaps burned at the stake." Jack watched as she moved to the shower as he paced abit. he would of loved to be there with her and touch her like he did when he first found her but he wasnt able to enter her world yet but given time he would be able to. "Right now you look like a weak and wounded animal...like some sort of puppy, and you can use that to our advantage..That hellhound seems intrigued with you. Play with it, use him and gather as much information and power from him and others around." He kept his eyes upon her while she got into the shower. "so you'll gather what you can and make them think you want to help them..I'll have the court release something into their world..Nothing too devastating to begin with but nothing too easy for them either. We have to gain their trust then once we have gathered everything I'll be able to enter and really cause trouble and we shall be able to release the crawler from his prison."Jack chuckled to himself before he went back to just being her shadow and always watching her. "remember babe I will always be watching you so do not think you are ever alone. Do what you must to be able to perform this task." With that being said he fell silent to let the beautiful woman take her shower.
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A Bat-full Night (Wave and mainsnoires)
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A lithe figure ran on top of the semi tall buildings in the city, jumping from roof to roof in yet another shady night in Gotham. Although she too carried the feared insignia of a bat, feminine features of her silhouette distinguished the young heroine from her more experienced, and admittedly more imposing, counterpart. Moving in a little blur through shadows, the young crime fighter s agility made up for what she lacked in physical strength. Using a combination of the element of surprise and utilization of gadgets, she had managed to bring down targets much bigger than herself in her promising vigilante career. Especially when she was trained by the best, the girl had proven herself to be a fierce opponent against the wicked. Admittedly, the female member of the bat family wasn t feared as much as the big bat himself, but underestimation was a weakness she had learned to expose within her foes whenever she had to face the lowly criminals dwelled across the city.Dark blue uniform she wore hugged the heroine s fit form, defining the contour of her body very well even at night. From her shapely bust to her cute rear, the close fitting uniform covered all of her gentle body, while a pointy cowl concealed her surprising identity as the daughter of the police commissioner, a mystery she very much preferred to keep a secret.Barbarawas a smart woman on her mettle, albeit still being relatively new in the crime fighting business in comparison to some of the veterans in the field.Similar to the orange strands of hair that rained down out of her mask, her short cape streamed behind the young woman as Barbara followed the little beeps of the small electronic gizmo she carried with her. It was a routine patrol duty what made the geeky heroine race under moonlight. She had just suffered through a serious injury. After her recovery, the young crime fighter was glad to be back on the streets once again. Mentally returning to normal was a bigger challenge for the up and coming heroine than anything physical. Her vigilante family trusted her though. Trusted that everything was going to be alright and the young heroine would return to her glorified crime fighting days. Just as before. Once she had recovered from her crippling injury, the geeky redhead kept telling herself to forget about the recent past, the depressing days she spend in a wheelchair. Now, almost everything was back to normal, as it should have been. The charming heroine still had to train hard to be her former self again. Whether she admitted it or not, this year hadn t been easy on the girl. It weakened her senses, demolished her confidence, reduced her strength. It had even fattened her fit bottom a little, yet another reason for the redhead to get back to running and hopping.The last rooftop the redheaded heroine leaped onto acted as a vantage point as the young vigilante eyed the abandoned factory and the empty streets below. She was located in a corrupted part of the city, somewhere even police would think twice before paying a visit. Despite not doing any crime fighting tonight, she already looked somewhat tired. Unlike before, her little venturing had left the girl panting this time as she gasped audibly. While trying to catch her breath, the heroine was also trying to banish the concerning thoughts out of her mind. The worrying idea of that she might not have been yet ready to wear the cape again. The anxiety was troubling, and also distracting. Being a sneaky ninja, doing things the quiet way, was more important than ever.This was supposed to be a reconnaissance mission, scouting around to find clues about the missing politician. Barbara had hacked the police network to solve the mystery of his whereabouts. From the rooftop, her inspective gaze swept across the abandoned building in the distance. Finally locating a broken window on the top floor, she aimed her grapple gun and blasted it off to make a thin bridge of sturdy wire. The brave heroine crawled across the steel cord and sneaked into the desolate factory through the window. Once her boots touched the worn flooring boards, an accomplished smile stretched her lips. Still got it.
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Who: Roman Sionis The Black Mask Where: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmIt was not a matter of number, but the fear one inspire that could make such a plan work.Roman Sionis was not only an actor capable to wear the mask representing a skull, to alter his voice and change his attitude, he was also skilled in the way of the fight and of manipulating all sorts of weaponry.To these physical traits, if one added a certain dose of madness and an infinite sense of superiority, theBlack Maskportrayed a figure of terror within Gotham, for both the criminals and the citizens.However, this was not sufficient for him.The Black Mask and his allies, needed to make a stand, and assert a position as the leading criminal organization of the city. And if Roman succeeded in this task, his ambition would be limitless and his organization could spread throughout the country. The plan is simple. said the Black Mask to a crew of five of his men, Congressman Byron Gilly is an old pervert. He is cheating on his wife, and he is terribly attracted to the young women of his office. I have collected enough evidences to put him behind bars, break his family and career. So, we re going to have a little chat with him, and convince him to distill my words into the Mayor s ears. Roman adjusted thewhite suithe was wearing, so that it would better fit on his frame. He bent his head on the side, making a few vertebrae crack.Within the van, the criminal Lord and his crew felt compressed. They were parked a few blocks away from the Congressman s house, and they were eager to jump out of the vehicle to perpetrate the attack. The van was entirely black, with no license plates, and will be considered suspicious after a while. So the Black Mask and his squad had anticipated the moment to pick up the Congressman: at night, at the moment when Gilly would head back home.A loud thump echoed within the back of the van, where Roman was waiting. The van s driver was knocking with his fist against the sliding door of the van. He had left his driving seat to get outside, which meant .Roman heard the voice saying : He s here. Byron Gilly was quite aged. He did not oppose any resistance, nor screamed, when the Black Mask and his crew captured him. A dark hood had been placed over his face, his hands had been cuffed in his back, and the congressman had been literally lifted up and carried away.The kidnapping had been unnoticed. And it was meant to be that way, until the Black Mask would communicate in the medias.Within the last floor of a remote building, everything was staged for broadcasting the kidnapping. Cameras, lights, computers were on the ready. In the center of the largest room of that floor, the Black Mask was walking in circle like a wild animal, moving around the chair where the congressman Gilly was bound. The hood covering the hostage s face had not been removed, and one could see the politician panting, heavily breathing, and trembling under the menace. Each of Roman s word, screamed directly at the face of the captive, was accompanied by the shaking of fear of the Congressman.What infuriated the Black Mask was the fact that, incredibly enough, Congressman Gilly was not receptive to the blackmail. Fine. We ll broadcast the torture and the images of your cheating tonight then, Congressman and in return, I ll have both your career destroyed, and fear hitting Gotham city like a shockwave. After all, if you refuse to follow my orders in exchange of the evidences of your misbehavior I will still use you, in a more brutal way. It was in the silence that followed his statement, that the criminal Lord noticed the humming sound of a cell phone, emerging from the inner pocket of the Congressman.He turned around and addressed the thug who was there with him. The 5 men constituting the rest of his squad were patrolling around the abandoned building, or in the lower floors. This man has been searched. Roman asked. Yes, Black Mask . Thoroughly. Yes, we deactivated his cellphone and.... Who did this ? Roman asked. Me, sir. Roman marched on the man, and placed his hands on the side of the thug's skull, then he sent him an impressive head butt. The attack surprised the Black Mask lackey, who fell hard on his back, unconscious, his nose broken, bleeding.Roman walked back at the Congressman, searched him again, and removed the second cell phone, Gilly has been hiding. The Black Mask crushed it within his hands.They were probably tracked down by the authorities, if not discovered already.
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Increased beeping of the woman s tracking device abruptly stopped, the little red dot on its screen fading out. Something must have been interrupting the signal of the captive congressman s phone. Or it might have been found by his aggressors. If the latter was true, Barbara had to act quickly. None of Gotham s politicians were clean as a whistle. Well, one of them used to be, until half of him turned evil. She knew some of them personally through her father. Although the ginger heroine couldn t be considered very fond of Gotham s polluted politics, and its players, she would still do her best to ensure their safety. This included congressman Gilly, a man whose perversion was unknown to the redheaded heroine. The kidnapping still fresh, there hadn t been much time to thoroughly investigate the victim s background. Since he was still alive, it wasn t hard to guess that the lowly criminals had some use for the guy.Light weight of her lithe form didn t make as much noise as the heavy footsteps of the villain s henchmen. The redhead could hear the distinct thuds as the members of Black Mask s gang walked about in adjacent rooms and halls. It was hardly the only gang to terrorize Gotham. Gotham certainly didn t display a lack of twisted villains. There were several criminal groups that operated across the city, not only fighting with the law enforcers, but against each other as well in a vicious dance of chaos, each having a different, but equally warped motivation. Barbara was yet to know which crime boss was behind Byron s kidnapping. Her big, green eyes wide open, she slowly walked out of the room. This wasn t her first time fighting crime, and it wasn t mere luck that she found herself behind a goon that walked along the corridor.A little bat s presence in the old building was still unknown. While facing opponents almost twice her size, it was the biggest advantage she had, something she was trained to use. When only a few steps separated the young woman from her target, she called out to him from behind. Hey, handsome. Barbara whispered. Huh? Before the man could turn around, a precise kick from the agile heroine aimed at behind his knees made him kneel. And another to his neck put him to sleep. Barbara quickly dragged him into an empty room. She didn t know how many more gang members the desolate building housed, but assumed she didn t have time to take all of them down. No, before it was too late, the young crime fighter had to free the kidnapped politician. Following the bright light that leaked into the hall led the brave heroine to a doorway. As she carefully peeped inside, Barbara s vivid eyes indeed located the distressed congressman. He was bound, in front of cameras. Catching a glimpse of Black Mask and his goon as well, the woman quickly pulled her head back and leaned against the wall outside the large room. What is this?.. She questioned the setup. You! A voice barked down the corridor, when a henchman spotted her, his voice loud and alarming. She reflexively drew a gadget from her multifunctional belt and threw it at the man. The dark batarang cut through the air, abd slammed against his head with enough momentum to put the man down.
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Who: Roman Sionis The Black Mask Where: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmTheBlack Maskonly recruited the best. Most of the thugs he commanded have perpetrated atrocious acts in Gotham, in exchange of the right amount of money.They were well trained, obedient and had gained weapon proficiency throughout various undercover missions he the Black Mask assigned them.Thus, the lack of rigor Roman s men deployed during the kidnapping of Congressman Gilly was infuriating the crime Lord.What Roman despised most, was when his men were being sloppy, because their attitude could affect the Black Mask s reputation. And Roman could not tolerate that his aura, as a crime Lord, could be tainted by the lack of intelligence of his own crew. I m going to kill you Roman growled at his own lackey, unconscious at his feet, his face, hidden by a dark hood, swollen, and his nose heavily bleeding. No no please. Byron Gilly said.The congressman could not see the events unfolding within the large room, equipped with sound and lights , but he had heard the discussion between Roman and his man, and he had felt the Black Mask searching and finding his cell phone. Don t hurt me the congressman added trembling.Roman turned around and looked at the Gotham politician.Things could finally turn out well. YOU ! .That was the voice of one of Roman s thug calling someone out.The Black Mask was suddenly facing one door of the large room he and the congressman were located into. The door was slowly moving on its hinges, and from the corridor connected to that door, Roman heard a loud thump.The Black Mask was quick to connect the dots, and understood what was happening. An intruder was there. YOU ! .Despite all the precautions the Black Mask was placing into the selection of his crew, despite the handguns they were equipped with she had been too fast.Thehooded thugwas standing in the distance, at the other end of the corridor, but from where he was, he had easily noticed who was looking past the opened door, at the Black Mask and the congressman.The feminine silhouette, the curves, the red hair, and the mask in the shape of a bat left no doubt as to the identity of the vigilante trying to interfere. Bat ..UNGH ! The batarang flew in the air at high speed, spinning, and connecting with the henchman s forehead. Although it was dark within the corridor, the poor dim light was enough for the heroine to precisely hit the thug s head.He collapsed like a puppet whose strings had been cut off, noisily, his handgun bouncing on the floor. Roman Sionis, the Black Mask, did not hesitate as to what his next move should be. It was evident that someone had found his little lair, and that the intruder was right behind the door. It was also evident from the silence following the loud sound of a corpse collapsing to the ground, that the intruder had defeated the Black Mask s henchman.Roman approached silently from the door, half opened, and still slowly moving. In an ample gesture, he opened the white vest he was wearing, revealing underneath an arsenal of weapons held by holsters.A hand grenade, resembling to a small round ball, appeared in his hand. A flash grenade.Roman motioned so that the grenade would roll in the direction of the door, enter the corridor, and detonate in an intense explosion of light.To avoid being blinded by the weapon he just used, Roman placed his back on the wall, right next to the door close to where the Batgirl was standing.As soon as the flash of light would decrease, the Black Mask would enter the corridor and jump on the intruder.
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Good news was, Barbara had seemingly found the missing congressman, and bad news was about her blown cover in the old building. Thanks to the henchman s sonorous shout, everyone under the same roof as the geeky heroine must have known about her presence among the group of gangsters. An inconvenience for sure, however not the worst situation she had ever faced at the same time. Moreover, it was also nice to know that her reflexes were still in place. After the blunt hit of her throwing weapon, Barbara watched the man fell down, her heightened senses putting the time around her into a slower pace. Despite her accurate shot at the goon, the heroine gave a sigh of disappointment as she was hoping for a more stealthy operation. You idiot The woman scolded the fainted man for making her job more difficult. Her soft hips pressing against the cold wall behind her, she called out to the frightened congressman. Don t worry Mr. Gilly! I m here to save you! Since Black Mask had already been made aware of her existence, the redhead exclaimed so that the captive could hear her from the large room he was held.Like every other mob boss in Gotham, Black Mask too had distinct traits unique to himself. It was almost impossible to mistake him for another lowly criminal. Perhaps not in a direct confrontation like she was about to have now, but Barbara had dealt with this particular villain before. Or rather, she interrupted his businesses in criminal underworld on a few occasions by neutralizing members of his gang. He was a dangerous threat to the whole city. And whatever Roman had been hoping to accomplish by kidnapping a congressman, it couldn t have been good. No, he must be stopped tonight. Give up Black Mask. It s over. Barbara claimed, her feminine voice coming out less threatening than the big bat himself. Albeit lacking the same experience he had, the redhead was another gifted crime fighter in the business. No matter how she looked from outside, the nimble heroine was no longer Barbara when she wore her costume.As a response to the woman s call, the well dressed criminal tossed a grenade. The round object bounced off against the floor and rolled at Barbara s boots. She of course wasn t expecting him to surrender quietly and was ready for an inevitable hustle. Expert in various weapons, he was no different than a walking armory. Oh, snap The geeky heroine kicked the grenade off the ground. Her cape was shorter than what the boss draped over his broad shoulders, but still had some practical uses. Barbara reached back and held the edge of her cape, shielding herself from an imminent explosion. Gladly, no fiery explosion burst in the corridor. Still, the bright light it produced bounced off of the ceiling and surrounding walls and found itself into the redhead s expressive green eyes. A radiant white curtain blinded the gifted heroine, obscuring anything in her attentive sight. Gah! Barbara let out a snort of frustration.Having mastered the art of jiu jitsu, the nimble woman s reflexes got to work upon the villain s charge without she even thinking about it. She was good at using her opponents aggression against them, and that was what she did here as well. Two gloved hands quickly grasped the lapels of Roman s white jacket. Lying on her back, she placed a boot on the man s belly, tossing the man to the back like a wheel. Told ya. Although the brave heroine quipped, a cold dread had begun to fill her as she stood up. Her vision was still lost to a white flash, her ears ringing. Not the best circumstances while facing a skillful mob boss, if he had gone for another strike.
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Who: Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmHow dare she Roman thought.Beneath his mask, Roman s eyes opened wide. It was the sign that he would not be able to contain his rage much more.This operation had gone in a direction the Black Mask barely controlled at this point. Any other normal criminal would runaway, cursing at the thugs or goons he employed for their incompetence.But he would not bow down.Roman had analyzed quickly the situation, maybe too quickly, because of this anger running in his veins. The intruder he was about to confront was a young woman. She sounded quite confident as she voiced out the fact she was there to help the congressman Gilly. And more important, she knew him and was not afraid to try to stop him.She was either extremely confident, or a fool Roman stepped into the corridor, and spotted the costumed young woman.Red haired, she was draped in a cape and a wore a dark uniform fitting perfectly her frame. It was even revealing for her curves.Batgirl.Oh Shit, Roman thought as he jumped on her.His gloved hands were aimed at grabbing the heroine s own wrists, but his approach had failed quite miserably.Although the flash grenade had detonated, she seemed to be barely feeling its effect. She had been ready to counter his attack, and without much effort, had leaned on the ground, literally forcing Roman to fall forward, on her. The boots of the heroine landed against his chest, making the Black Mask growl in pain, and as she pushed on his frame, Roman flew over her, spinning in the air and landed hard on his back, in the corridor.He bounced on the floor, his frame rolling away from Batgirl, until he came to an halt close to the henchman she had knocked out previously. Told ya. she mocked.Roman smiled, pushing on his hands to slowly stand up.The crime lord was pretty sure that the congressman Gilly, was hoping for the heroine to succeed, and was feeling some relief. But again, he would not retreat. On the contrary. The heroine's attempt was motivating him to great extend.He straightened and, once standing back on his feet, allowed his eyes to linger on the heroine. He could not underestimate her again. While he considered her as dangerous as the Batman, he had a few tricks up his sleeve that could definitely turn this night into a victory to remember. You overestimate your skills, woman. Roman approached quickly from the young heroine, until his pace turned into a run.While moving, his right hand moved in his back, and atelescopic stun club unfolded in one ample move.He took a jump, and placed one feet against the wall of the corridor, using it as leverage to leap higher, above Batgirl. His right arm described an arch, from up to down.The telescopic club was aimed at her head, in an attempt to connect with her skull, protected by her bat shaped reinforced mask.Should she block it, or should it connect with her frame, Roman would press the button at the base of the club to deliver an intense electric current.Her only chance of escape, was to avoid the blow, and thus be cornered by the Black Mask.
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The recognizable bat mask the heroine wore concealed her real identity, although didn t cover the expressive big eyes of the redhead. It was more practical this way, albeit offering less protection. No fabric or goggles to filter the brightness of the grenade, she had been affected by its sudden flash. She knew how to fight in dark, and now had to adjust herself for a battle in white before the bomb s influence wore off. Thankfully, her menacing opponent didn t rush for an instant attack, instead getting up to his feet in a slow, but confident pace. Her pupils shrank, it better brought the green of her eyes forward. In the corridor, Barbara raised her clenched fists, taking a defensive stance against the imposing crime lord. Her lithe figure lacked the same level of fright factor her criminal counterpart had. However, that usually had been the case throughout her vigilante career.Not being in peak of her strength, not after the serious injury she had recently shaken off, an overestimation of her capabilities didn t exactly summarize her inner thoughts about herself. On the contrary, she was counting that her quick tempered enemy would underestimate what she could accomplish in her hero persona. Although it could very well back fire, annoying her dangerous foe, fanning the flames of his rage to separate his mind from well thought tactics was her strategy tonight. Despite all, Barbara was still an athletic woman, just not very sturdy. Her best option was to immobilize her opponent before the fight turned into a race of solidity. And she could guess the villain had more men in the building still roaming about healthily. In a mission what started as a regular patrol, she was not supposed to engage in a direct confrontation, so no backup was on the way as well. Maybe I should? The geeky heroine responded. I mean, I m facing a gang who kidnaps old politicians. Barbara claimed. The young woman had a point as well, going after such an easy target wasn t nearly as difficult as robbing a bank or fighting off the half corrupt police force of the gothic city. Fortunately, Roman s black gloves, black mask and dark weapon of choice had a sharp contrast next to his white suit, making it easier to track the man s moves in her dazzled state. Still, she wasn t able to make out the sway of his club fast enough. No time to dodge the attack in a fancy display of her agility, the woman quickly raised one of her arms up in the air instead, cursing that her costume didn t have the same ninja like ridges on the big bat s gloves. The man s blunt weapon hit her arm hard, pushing it down before coming to a stop. At least, it was better than having the club slamming against her charming face. The unpleasant feel of pain lifted her cheeks up, ripping a sharp grunt out of her lips.The sting in her arm still fresh, a sharper wave of pain swept the heroine shapely body. The electrical shock travelled across her form instantly, however its bitter bite lingered on. A hah! The redhead exclaimed in a flash of agony, almost feeling the sudden shockwave in her bones even through the protection of her costume. The stream of energy jumped into her utility belt, instantly frying her electronical tracking device attached to it and producing a few bright sparks. Her free hand still shaking, she dropped a small ball from her golden belt. The round pellet quickly released a cloud of fog. Some of it found its way into the redhead s lungs, however it was worth it. Coughing, Barbara rushed through the nearest door in the corridor. The room she found herself in only had one entrance though, and she was in a bad shape. Certainly not good enough to defend herself from another attack from the masked crime lord.
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Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmThe crime lord landed right in front of Batgirl, and used the telescopic club with impressive speed and strength to hit the cowled heroine.Satisfaction was painted on Roman s face, underneath his mask, when the contact was made against the red haired woman s arm. As soon as the heroine blocked the club, Black Mask pressed the button at the base of the weapon.She had kept mocking him : Maybe I should? ... I mean, I m facing a gang who kidnaps old politicians. and this was a revenge.Roman bit his lips and growled while a high voltage current was unleashed into Barbara s flesh. This will shut your mouth ! Roman added. He was heavily panting, and not because of the physical efforts he was deploying against the young woman. It was a reflection of his anger.The adrenaline was flooding into his organism, rendering the fight much less predictable, than if Roman had kept a cold blooded attitude.The Batgirl s attempts to render the Black Mask enraged, and therefore, make mistakes was perfectly functioning.In any other situation, Roman would have simply pushed forward his advantage, while Batgirl was shaking in pain. He would have pressed the button of his club once more, or punch her with his free hand. Maybe he would have grabbed the handgun from his holster and shoot her to end her life. Instead, Roman wanted to enjoy the writhing pain running within the lovely shape of the heroine. His gaze lingered on her while she was struggling to stand on her feet, while her curves were moving in agony, and while a scream of pain was leaving the red lips of her mouth.So her gesture escaped his attention, and when she tossed one of the gadget from her golden utility belt on the floor, it was too late for the Black Mask to react. Fumes invaded his surrounding, and despite the protection offered by his mask, the crime lord started coughing.His eyes fluttered, and he struggled to keep an eye on the silhouette moving away from him.Roman moved his free hand quickly in front of his face to evacuate the smoke, and started walking forward, following approximately the heroine s path. The criminal s henchmen were still too far away to intervene.His eyes finally caught a shape moving ahead of him, and he heard a door opening and closing with noise.The Black Mask stood before the door Barbara had used, and took several deep breaths. A plan started to form into the perverted mind of the crime lord. A plan, in which Batgirl can play an essential role. An enjoyable plan, that will make her lose her cockiness.He sent his feet into the frame of the door, kicking it opened with force.The Black Mask s shadow appeared within theroomwhere the red haired woman was. The dark silhouette painted on the ground was trembling, as the lights within the room were flickering. Roman tapped the club he already used on the heroine against the frame of the door. Knock, knock. He said, observing the heroine.She seemed to be suffering from Roman s previous attack, which indicated he could have a certain advantage. The Black Mask marched on Barbara, noticing that the unique exit of this room was behind him. Roman motioned the club in front of him, pointing at Batgirl s frame. He pressed on the weapon s base once more, so that the blue sparkles of electricity were prominent on the club s extremity, and he threw it accurately on the young woman s chest. Aiming the bat symbol of her uniform.In the same time, without waiting for the result of his attack, which was more a distraction he ran at her, in an attempt to wrap his hands around the heroine s neck, and push her against the wall behind her.
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A rather short term loneliness accompanied the troubled heroine in the room. She had managed to save herself from the imminent aggression of the masked criminal. However, the momentary safety of this enclosed section was faux. Neither a spacious room to take advantage of her nimbleness, nor one where she could orchestra a skillful escape without running into the villain. The redhead barely had time to pull herself together, let alone making a smart plan. Worn walls that trapped her, the dirty floor that supported her light weight, they all mirrored the crime infested back alleys of the city very well, the same corruption her vigilante persona labored to purify from the likes of Black Mask and his goons.Just next to the window that looked outside, Barbara pressed her back against the wall, watching the doorway with great caution. Her fatigue was apparent under the blinking light. However, she was not yet ready to accept defeat, or deem the mission a failure. Not when innocents required her assistance, when there were criminals to say stop. Feminine body of the heroine wasn t strong enough to punch a hole in the walls, and she wasn t in a good enough shape to jump through the window. Facing the villain where she stood seemed to be the mandatory option for the redheaded crime fighter. Not exactly a fight doomed from the start, a struggle the gifted young woman had the potential of winning in fact, but certainly not the best odds.Soon after her spontaneous fallback, Roman showed his hellish face, mocking the heroine s unfavorable situation with his menacing deep voice. Gloved fingers of the woman once again went down to her utility belt, drawing out a trademark combat gadget from one of the well organized pouches. It s prison. Barbara talked back, announcing the fate awaited her enemy and his gang. Her arm swung in a short arc, her fingers letting go of the throwing weapon. All things considered, her aim was good. The bat shaped object spun in the air and swiftly flew towards its target. Slightly missing the white suit of the criminal, the batarang stuck into the wooden door frame. An admirable throw, but not very helpful.An unconfined rage to fuel his attacks, Barbara witnessed the intimidating rush of her opponent. Blunt end of his technological club came in contact with her frame, its tip already emitting sparks. A second time, the unpleasant shock strained her muscles. A A HAHA! A more dreadful whimper escaped the heroine s tender lips. It hurt more than any kick she had ever received to her chest. Released energy shocked the heroine s bosom, certainly not the most merciful spot to strike on a woman. Her enemy was smartly dressed, but hardly a gentleman. Uugh! Barbara crossed her arms across her chest to cope up with the immobilizing pain. Her whimper turned into a gargle as two keen hands hugged her throat. Her smaller hands grasped the man s wrists. Her eyes widened, the charming heroine slowly began to slide down the wall she was pressed against, her fingers slowly relaxing as the man s firm grasp interrupted the air flow to her lungs.
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Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmThe tension filled the abandonedroomonce the Black Mask and Batgirl faced each other. The criminal was gauging the young woman s current capacities, in order to avoid underestimating her once more. After all, the pain rippling throughout the muscles in his back was a memory of the cowled heroine s skills and strength.The words that left Barbara s mouth still contained a sense of justice, of courage, yet Roman could feel a faint trembling in her voice. Doubt ? It s prison. she said.Her ample gesture and dexterity competed with his own. The brave young woman and the mad man were executing a perfect duel. The weapons crossed each other in the air, in opposite trajectories. The club, emitting blue sparkles of electricity and the batarang, with its razor s edges.Roman s race towards Barbara had started seconds after the club has left his hand, and the batarang passed right above his right shoulder, brushing the side of his mask. The spinning bat shaped weapon had slightly cut the white suit of the crime Lord, at the level of his shoulder, but it did not stop him.On the other hand, the club connected with the young woman s chest, it touched the bat symbol at the level of her bosom, and bounced against them, before falling at the heroine s feet. The electricity had the time to spread within Barbara s flesh, and a very satisfied Black Mask, observed the heroine in pain, once more trembling under the taser attack.His hands wrapped around Batgirl s throat, and Roman pushed forward his advantage.The heroine seemed more or less paralyzed by the recent bad encounter between her flesh and electricity. The Black Mask asserted his grip on the heroine s throat and lifted her up while he kept running.He only stopped once her back would hit a wall, that was behind her. For a moment, he paused his strangling attack, allowing Batgirl to feel the floor with her feet again. His hands unleashed Barbara s throat and Roman leaned his frame against hers.He pressed his chest against the red haired heroine, and placed his face aside her right cheek. The texture of the criminal's mask was very close to the heroine s face, and Roman moved his own face close to Barbara s ear. She could sense his rapid breathing, and how he was literally smelling her perfume emanating from the crease of her neck.One of Roman s hand moved from the side of Barbara s neck, down her chest. The gloved palm of the crime Lord described a path on the heroine s flesh, following the curves of her chest, aiming further down, until Black Mask s hand landed on her right hip. I smell fear, Batgirl. Is it really only fear or something else more like excitement ? One of Black Mask s hand was still next to the heroine s throat, and he cupped her chin, moving it on the side, to try to force Batgirl s eyes to meet his. His other hand, on the hip of the heroine wrapped on the utility belt she used so many times in her fights, and grabbed it strongly. He pulled on the belt in an attempt to detach it from Batgirl s waist.
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Before its fall to the ground, blunt weapon of the villain had done its job by leaving the masked heroine open for a troubling attack, no need to mention the dreadful shiver it sent through her shapely body. Just like their dark color, the gloved hands that firmly grasped the redhead s throat imposed a dark fate upon the young crime fighter, slowly pulling down a curtain of shadow to her vision even if her big green eyes remained open and wide. The pressure around her neck squeezed out a few distressed coughs and grunts out of the heroine as she became dizzier over time. Below her charming face, over her protruding chest, a distinct dark spot across her golden bat insignia marked the spot where the club hit her body. Soon, her boots lost contact with the floor. Lifting the light weight of her shapely body had been proven to be a trivial task for the crime lord as the menacing man pushed her up and against the wall. It was no shocking revelation to comprehend that her enemy was physically superior to her in terms of sheer muscle strength.Cold wall behind her pressing against the woman s back, her feet off the ground, each passing second drained the heroine s energy from her nimble form, and air out of her lungs. For dear life, she began to flail her legs, aimlessly cycling and kicking through the thin air. The man was too close for her feet to gain enough momentum for a strong kick, and she too weak to exert the necessary effort. Thankfully, the suited man eventually allowed her to breathe. A deep gasp drew the moody air of the small room into her lungs, heaving her chest. Dry coughs came out of the geeky woman, reflecting her distress rather well. A frog in her throat deepened the petite vigilante s voice. You won t get away with this Barbara managed to speak her mind between her still irregular, shallow breaths. I m not afraid of you. She could make no compromises when she carried the infamous symbol of the bat. Her sprit stood firm, although her physical sturdiness surely had been lowered by Black Mask s attacks.Violating her personal space was the lightest crime Roman had committed tonight. Kidnapping a congressman, conducting a political heist, he had a lot to answer for. If it weren t for the dreadful mask her aggressor wore, the redheaded heroine would have felt the man s warm breath against her fair skin for how close Roman stood before her. One of the hands that used to grasp her throat in an unlovely hug slid down her neck. She definitely wasn t very fond of such close contact with a criminal. In a mixture of confusion and fury, Barbara squinted her pretty eyes at the man as his fingers boldly flew down her bosom. The same hand moved farther down, definitely lower than what Barbara would consider acceptable. Keep your paws off! The charming heroine scolded the criminal with questionable intentions.It was a relief to find out that it was really her belt what the crime lord was aiming for and not something else. However, it was also a great inconvenience to lose her collection of gadgets. Despite being a gifted girl and a decent fighter, her combat style made use of, and in a way, depended on the usage of said defensive and offensive gizmos. Strong yanking of her utility belt twitched Barbara s narrow waist with it. Her golden accessory contained advanced equipment, although was, more or less, a regular belt itself. In a sharp clang, the belt gave in from the joint in the front and uncoiled off her body like a fancy waistband, its contents making it heavier than what one would expect. My belt! The heroine noticed the sudden relaxation around her waist as the yellow accessory raced away from her in the man s hand.
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Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pm You won t get away with this ... I m not afraid of you. Beneath the mask that was shaped as a dark skull, Roman bit the lips of his mouth. The bat cowled heroine was either as mad as he was, or unconscious of the danger she was into. How could she keep speaking with such words to him while his hand was wrapped around her throat ? While his frame was leaning against her curves, brushing her flesh ?"You keep defying me and I hate THAT !"he yelled at the heroine while succeeding in detaching her belt. The violent gesture had pulled her frame against Black Mask, and both chest contacted for mere seconds. This contact allowed Roman to feel the soft flesh of Batgirl's mounds, beneath her costume, and fueled a little more the plan he now wanted to set in motion with her. He made a few vertebrae crack before growling : "This belt..."he said, while his left hand moved from Batgirl's throat and slid along her shoulder and down her right arm."...will..." he grabbed strongly her right wrist, and attempted to wrap the yellow belt around it "...be..." he secured the hold of the belt onto Barbara's wrist in a clicking sound "...your..." Roman moved to bent Batgirl's arm in her back and force her to spin. Soon he would attempt to grab her other arm, in order to wrap the remaining length of her utility belt around her wrist "...rope."The Black Mask was about to put together Barbara's wrists in her back, above her cape. He was executing rapid movements, and made use of the same strength he deployed when he lifted the heroine by her throat, and forced her to contact one wall of the abandoned room. With both arms working on the heroine's wrists, the Black Mask anticipated that she may try to resist, send punches or kicks, and so he will try to push forward his advantage and flatten Batgirl's chest and entire body against the wall she once had her back against.In order to have her in a more obedient state , Roman was ready to tolerate being kicked or punched. Still, he will also start exerting a more manipulative approach by words. Roman will add while attempting to capture the heroine :"This stupid congressman, this old pervert and corrupted politician, is still in danger, Batgirl...you can choose between his life or a wild resistance..."
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The pair of round fruits the geeky redhead carried on her chest acted as pillowy dampers to absorb some of the pressure of the villain s leaning body. While the black masked figure represented the corruption across the dark city, everything Barbara set off to fight against, the young woman s hero persona had become a symbol of dread for the criminal underworld at the same time. During her so called missions against the world of crime, Barbara had gotten used to face this kind of fiery aggression. Hiding her natural concerns, masking her fears in such threatening scenarios had turned into usual practice in her grim adventures. Regardless, fighting dangerous gangsters, distasteful possibility of getting captured by wicked organizations, they were all undoubtedly bone chilling experiences the brave heroine admittedly feared. Confident, but alarmed it pretty much summarized the young crime fighter s mindset while she wore the tights. And I hate vests. The feminine member of the bat family expressed her critique of her enemy s appeal. So clich for a gangster She continued as a hand bigger than hers grabbed her arm from the wrist. A muffled grunt followed her quips as her lithe body was forced to turn around to face the other way, her short cape providing an extra layer to separate her soft flesh from the irritated mobster s muscular form. It was now the scruffy walls of the shady room what her bosom uncomfortably pressed on. The villain moved swiftly and Barbara found both of her hands connected behind her back. Sturdy material of her belt was made to handle the rough handling of Black Mask. She was smart enough to know that it wasn t something she could simply tear off. Your white tie too. The bold heroine claimed. What are you, a waiter? She raised one knee to press it against the wall to make herself some space in front of her.Given its thickness, her utility belt wouldn t have made a very practical rope as Roman had claimed. It wasn t rigid enough to prevent it from being run around her wrists however. You d be surprised how wild I can get! A makeshift restraint to hold her arms together, Barbara sprang and pushed her lithe body up in the air. Like a little ninja, the agile heroine briefly defied gravity and walked on the wall. The admirable redhead proved to be a slippery girl. She rolled back in the air, only to drop to her boots behind Black Mask. When she landed on the floor, Barbara jumped farther back from the suited man. Because of the positioning of her arms, her balance was off however. So she stumbled and fell onto her shapely hips. Unlikely to rip her belt open, the young woman acted fast. She raised her feet off the ground, pulling her knees towards her chest. The light contortion of her body further stretched the fabric of her costume, better defining the shape of her bottom in the process. Her bound hands slid under her butt and moved up around her bent legs. At least, she now had them in front of her.
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A Bat-full Night (Wave and mainsnoires)
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Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmA warm sensation has started to take hold within Roman s frame, in his brain, in his chest, and below. The contact of Barbara s desirable flesh was not like the feeling he had from other women. The Black Mask was a crime lord with a reputation of madness and of dominant unstable psyche, and during the encounters he had with other women, it made Roman s partners incredibly quiet and passive.This attitude was often killing the Black Mask s appetite for flesh. But there, this was totally different.He was brushing and feeling this woman s curves, and for once, there was an extreme resistance. She was fighting back, and even mocking him. Such bravery was a quality that Roman was confronted to quite rarely. Coming from the daring heroine, this fight was turning into a challenge for Roman s to possess her.The pressing large frame of the crime Lord was become stronger against Batgirl while she spoke and until he made her spin, so as to wrap her utility belt around her wrists. And I hate vests. . So clich for a gangster Your white tie too. . What are you, a waiter? By Heaven and Hell, I am so going to have you shut up I am going to teach you a lesson I ll find enjoyable and maybe I ll have others take a look. You know the stage is ready for your performance She was turning him into some sort of clown. He was not the Joker, or another of Gotham s fools who were behind bars in the Arkham Asylum. He was far beyond them, he was someone who has been capable to unite the organized crime of this city into one immense faction. He was not going to make the same mistakes than these criminals. He was flawless, and was not going to underestimate her . WHAT THE F ! Roman s frame suddenly lost contact with Batgirl s resisting, writhing body. The Black Mask s eyes followed the incredibly agile heroine as she defied gravity, walked on the wall pushing him away in the process and forcing him to lose any sort of grip on her and disappeared in his back.It felt as if it was happening in slow motion, and in slow motion as well, Roman face met with another element. A wall. That precise wall, against which he had held Barbara against, was now the source of a brutal come back to reality.Roman s face hit the wall hard he bounced against it, stumbling backwards. Immediately his hands moved on the side of his face, and he shook his head.He just underestimated her. Roman realized that, by his attitude, he showed she was right. He was no different than all these costumed, mad, villains in Arkham Asylum. He just proved it and to say that this infuriated him was far from reality. He could have burst into rage and flames, into an uncontrollable beast, rushing forward. But he did not.This fight was not over, and a cold blooded attitude transpired from Roman Sionis. He avoided looking at her, for a couple of seconds, and took a deep breath. He spoke calmly: You almost got me. You almost turned me into one of these criminals you put easily behind bars by mocking me, making me lose my temper. Ohhh, I am going to enjoy this Roman turned around, and behind his mask he smiled. He could feel a thin line of blood running from his nose down along the side of his mouth. His tongue briefly removed it. These seconds, he took for discussion, could have left enough time for Batgirl to stand back up. But in anyway, it was not going to change his attitude. He adjusted the sleeves of his jacket, before marching on Barbara.He offered his frame as an easy target hoping for her to attack and kick him. Should she try this, he would brace himself, suffer the kick but try to block her leg against his frame.Should she just move back up, Roman would send a hand forward, to try to grab the belt hanging from Barbara s wrist and use it to pull her against him.In any case, this fight was going to get dirtier as one free hand would close in a fist and aim at the junction between the heroine s legs.
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A Bat-full Night (Wave and mainsnoires)
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The challenge of facing this nimble crime fighter should have become clearer when Barbara demonstrated her problem solving skills and agility. Escaping from Black Mask s uncomfortable grasp was of course only the first step of this battle. She could only heave a sigh of relief when the villain would be defeated. It was the redhead s unofficial job after all, overcoming the ones like Roman. After that, cleaning the rest of the building off his thugs and eventually rescuing the old congressman would be a piece of cake for the young heroine. A heroic task Barbara was willing to perform at all costs. The unpleasant idea of what would be the consequences of not exactly emerging victorious from this whole ordeal, the geeky redhead preferred to dismiss it from her brilliant mind. Bearing this half ignorant state of mind, she wasn t sure what the villain meant by this stage performance, so to speak. Show's over Black Mask. Barbara claimed. The second act would be behind the bars. Although Roman surely carried hints of mental instability, a prison cell was a more suitable place than an asylum for this particular criminal. While he spent his time throwing more threats at the young woman, Barbara utilized the opportunity to collect herself. She sprang to her booted feet, standing not incredibly tall before the masked criminal. Her hands balled into little fists. The leather gloves of the woman creaked, their golden color matching the utility belt that ran around her wrists. Having her hands tied up undoubtedly posed an additional challenge on defeating her enemy. Already expecting the man to unleash the rest of his rage upon her, for now, she kept her stance instead of exerting more effort to undo the binding. You are predictable Black Mask. The redhead strategically mocked to ignite the villain s frenzy herself. I can beat you with my hands tied behind my back. As the next phase of the battle was initiated, it seemed like Barbara s tactics were working out. A quick assessment of the situation informed Barbara of the openings Roman offered. Since her hands were tied, well placed kicks would need to do the job. Her shapely legs were stronger than her arms anyway. The nimble heroine acted swiftly, unleashing a barrage of kicks against her broad enemy. They came from various angles, and lashed in different directions. The gifted heroine put her training into practice. Little ninja s strikes hit their target in satisfying thuds. With the man s imposing physique, it almost felt like kicking a sturdy tree. Throughout her offense, Barbara kept her arms close to her body to make them play a defensive role. So far, her chest had received the most abuse. Protecting her bust against the criminal lord s further aggression was the best she could do. Diversely however, this time Black Mask s clenched fist picked a different target.Between the heroine s kicks, an unannounced blow thwapped into her body. Next to the many strikes Barbara managed to land, it was the only one she received. However, a quite effective one at that. The low blow she suffered showed its influence over the petite crime fighter almost instantly. The bitter sting pulsed in her groin and spread through her body like a bolt of electricity, widening her pretty eyes and parting her tender lips. A HAH! She shrieked in a sudden rush of pain. Loud enough that the congressman in the other room could hear it. The woman s knees immediately clapped together, her awkwardly bent legs forming and upside down Y above the floor. Ung She quickly drew her gloved hands over her crotch to give her womanhood mild comfort. Shortly after, Barbara sunk to her knees, the bitter ache stretching her mouth. Bastard! Uhh The redhead cursed on the floor. She was indeed in a vulnerable spot.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" . : x : . KGI Academy... a school where the strong prey upon the weak... A veil of heavy clouds and mist curled ominously over the countryside, endless fields of green pastures blanketed underneath the pattering of rain. It was the first day of the new school year at KGI Academy, the luxurious school grounds beleaguered by the storm that brewed just outside of its walls. But more chaotic than the withering wrath of mother nature were the students held within the school's halls. Elite students, drawn from the highest caste of society had all been assembled in a single place where they may test their mettle against one another. KGI Academy was a school where nobody was safe, where each student was encouraged to exploit their peers for personal gain. It was a school where the only rules were to win, risking their souls in the process... It is a place where the strong prey upon the weak... a place where only the best are destined to rule. "And... that's another five hundred thousand down the hole." Within a dimly lit classroom, a crowd of students gathered around a spacious table. Seated at the table were two male students and between them, several sets of scattered playing cards strewn across the horizontal surface. "Would you like to continue playing?" The voice that spoke was deep and foreboding, emanating from the lips of a dark haired man at the far end of the table. Despite the cloudy weather, the man was wearing a pair of circle rimmed sunglasses, which were accentuated by a golden frame. His hair was raven hued, neatly groomed and yet maintaining a fashionably disheveled look. "Th that's not fair! There's simply no way you could have won without cheating!" The man across from him shouted. Emerging from the dark shadows appeared a silhouette, stepping forward as if she had materialized from another realm. Yet, she had been standing there the whole time, watching the games unfold with a mischievous grin etched across her sultry lips. "Now, now, handsome..." The woman began, her heels clattering against the cold tiles beneath their feet. She navigated around the table, before leaning closer towards the man with a panicked look gripping his face. "Unless you can prove that cheating has taken place, there's nothing in the rules that say you can't cheat." Before the man could vocalize a retort, the woman reached outwards, grabbing the man by his larger wrist. "But, if you want to talk about cheating, how about we talk about the cards you had hidden up your sleeve?" With that, the woman gave the man's wrist a strong shake, several pairs of cards cascading unceremoniously down towards the floor. "H how did you know that?!" The man shouted, exasperated by the fact that he had been caught. "I noticed as soon as you started playing." The man wearing sunglasses chuckled, "I use a very specific set of playing cards. 30th anniversary cards from Mirage." He pointed to the cards, which had a small numerical engraving on the back. "Just because the cards had red backs, you assumed they were from a standard playing deck." "That that still doesn't explain how you won!" The woman chuckled, "He doesn't need to explain anything to you. Now I suggest you run along, little rat, unless you'd fancy another round?" It wasn't long until the man had packed what little chips he had left and fled from the room, stumbling over a chair on his way out. With him, the entire crowd of students fled as well, hoping to evade the embarassment of having to turn down a challenge. All that was left was an empty room occupied by Oliver and his partner. "How boring." Oliver groaned, his hand tapping at the large pile of chips he had amassed on the table. "We've already beaten so many, yet none of them are willing to fight until the very end." Oliver yawned. Indeed, they had played nearly a dozen new students, defeating and humiliating every single one of them. Yet, none of the students were willing to gamble everything they had to win it back. No, these new players played far too safe. What fun was it to gamble without the chance of losing everything? That was exactly the excitement that Oliver was searching for: to utterly defeat and humiliate an opponent. To bring them to the point where they are willing to sacrifice everything for the small chance of victory, only to snatch it away from them at the last moment. But it seemed that he wasn't going to find it... until... The classroom doorway opened once again, a lithe silhouette standing in the darkness. Her features were difficult to make out at first, but as she approached, the small traces of light that beamed through the windowsill struck her face. The girl was quite pretty, with a portrait that seemed recognizable but still eluded them. A new student no doubt, judging by the single, white stripe that marked the lapel of her school coat. As she approached, Evelyn immediately moved towards her, a smile already attempting to mask her nefarious intentions. "Hi there! You must be new around here!" Evelyn placed her hand upon the girl's shoulder, leaning inwards, "Don't be shy, have a seat!" Without giving the girl even a chance to make a decision, Evelyn pushed her into the chair opposite of Oliver... If she knew better, she would run far, far away from this place.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Balance 10,000,000 The long walkwayleading to the academy's front entrance stretched before Renee. Lined on both sides by precisely groomed evergreens alternating with ornate lamp poles, with triangular patches of well maintained grass further out, it might have offered an impressive, if orderly, view of the schools entrance. The vast grayness and ominous clouds hanging above, however, painted a different picture. The air felt thick and moist to the young woman. Dressed in the traditional white blouse, navy blue jacket, and red checkered, pleated skirt of the academy's uniform for women, she was as eager to get out from under the impending storm as she was to finally see what the next two years of her life would look like.As it had been stipulated in the agreement with her father, Renee Monet was to spend finish high school at KGI, the prestigious academy that served toeducate young adults from some of the most affluent and powerful families in the the world, as the brochure stated. Though none of this could be considered false, the academy's true appeal was that of establishing connections among the elite's future generations. And in the process, whittle out the weak from the strong through the much less advertised elicit gambling ring maintained entirely by the student population. Such was what Renee had been informed of KGI Academy's true nature. Details beyond that had been hard to come by.A breeze tickled at the hem of Renee's skirt, momentarily baring a portion of her white thighs above the top of her black stockings. Her heels clicked more rapidly on the brick surface as the short haired young woman quickened her gait to reach the double doors of the entrance. With less effort than she expected, she pulled open one side of the doors and crossed the threshold.In stark contrast to the outer grounds, the school's interior was brightly lit and lively with similarly dressed students. They largely clustered to the edges of the expansive hallway chatting in small groups. Interested in observing the social atmosphere and not having a particular place to be, Renee proceeded on. Scattered glimpses from her classmates did not escape her notice nor surprise her. She was a new presence after all. Renee postured herself properly, her chin raised, and her shoulders back, stepping gracefully with her usual air of confidence. The young heiress was well accustomed to presenting the right first impression. At times she glanced back at an onlooker, tucking a strand of her violet hair to the side, a social habit.Rounding a corner to into another hallways, Renee bore witness to a small commotion outside one of the side classrooms. A cluster of students exited the room in something of a rush. Most notably, a boy at the head of this group looked close to tears. He appeared young, a freshman perhaps, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment all at once. A couple of his companions clutched his shoulders, seemingly offering support, while others scattered quickly. From those already outside the room, Renee noticed more than one look of scorn.Her curiosity got the better of her. With the doorway still ajar, she proceeded towards it. She had wanted to learn the nature of her newinstitute of learning. This seemed like a prime place to start. A male voice inside drew her attention to the table and the abandoned game of cards on it. She barely caught a glimpse of his face when a female student promptly appeared in front of her. Caught off guard by the girl's assertive greeting, Renee stumbled on her words, "I, well, hmm, yes. I am new. I just transferred here."Remembering herself, she added,"My name is Renee. It's a pleasure."She dressed her own lips with a cordial smile, offering it to the pair of them in turn. Renee had some honest difficulty telling if their grinning was genuine and welcoming, or concealing wolfish intent. The scene she'd just witnessed indicated the latter, and yet she was still intrigued.Thinking herself more difficult prey than the poor first year that had just left, the young woman accepted the assertive invitation and took a seat opposite the man with the rounded sunglasses. Looking him over properly, she admitted to herself that he held a devilish handsomeness. Though she would have preferred to see his eyes."Thank you. What game were you playing?"Putting on an innocent face and a hint of faux incredulity, she added,"You're not gambling with real money, are you?". Settling into the seat, Renee crossed her legs and flattened her skirt over her thigh."I could try it,"she paused mid sentence then continued, playing up her make believe ignorance,"but you may need to explain the rules to me." Offering a side smile to the woman who had deposited her in the seat, she drew her tongue between her pink lips. "Oh, and who am I playing with?" Reference images Renee Monet School Uniform
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Evelyn took careful account of the student's name as she introduced herself. "Renee? Why, that's a pretty name, for a pretty girl."She remarked, her signature grin still etched upon her face as she circled her like a shark. It wasn't often that Evelyn found an unfamiliar face and it wasn't long until her mind was absolutely swimming with all of the ways she could take advantage of her. Like hunters circling her prey, the pair would certainly not allow such an opportunity to go to waste. But while the pair were eager to move in for the kill, they were not the sort that rushed into the fray.Indeed, there was something about this girl that still urged caution between the two hunters in the room."Real money? Why of course we are."Evelyn retorted, eyes narrowing as cat like irises flickered over Renee's silhouette, as if she was studying the girl's body language. Her question brought immediate red flags to both of the students, for KGI Academy was not a school someone could enroll into by accident.No, anyone that attended this academy were like them, gamblers with a passion for winning at any cost. To even enter the school required a one million dollar sponsorship, with many students entering with far more than that."Unless..."Evelyn leaned closer to Renee as she sat down, her lips edging dangerously close to the new student's ear,"... you'd like to put something else on the line," she added in a hushed whisper.Oliver in the meanwhile, sitting in the chair across from her, had already sized the girl up. She was faking her ignorance so that the two of them would lower their guard. It was a strategy that may have worked for amateur gamblers,but not on him. He would call the bluff almost immediately."Blackjack. Plain and simple. Get close to twenty one without going over."He explained, pulling out the deck of cards and shuffling them in his hand."Instead of playing against a dealer, we'll play against each other. We take turns going first, if the first player busts, then the second player wins by default. Make sense?"It was a simple game, but if Renee was expecting a fair one, then she would be sorely mistaken. Oliver already had devised several systems in place for him to cheat if necessary. The only winning Renee would be is if she walked away from the table. But even then, Oliver had thought ahead of the curve."We play ten matches, no quitting before that. The minimum bet is fifty thousand, but to make things more interesting, I'll match any bet that you decide to make."He paused for a moment, before placing the deck of cards at the center of the room."You can shuffle them if you'd like." Once the game was set and ready, Oliver placed 50,000 worth of chips upon the table."Ah, you don't have chips, do you?"Evelyn flashed a smile,"No worries, I'll spot you for now."She opened her bag, pulling out 1,000,000 in chips and pouring them out onto the table for Renee.With that, Evelynn picked up the deck of cards, dealing one card to each player face down, before dealing one card to each player face up. Oliver flipped the face down card so he could see what the number was.He had a Jack of Clubs face up, with a three face down. It was perhaps the worst hand that he could have been dealt. Looking across the table, he knew that Renee had already been dealt aBlackjack with the Ace of Spades and the Queen of Heartsface down. He had a method of being able to read the face down cards by reading the coded designs on the back of each card."I'll be first, then."He motioned for a 'hit', to which Evelynn distributed another card. A King of Hearts, making Oliver's hand a bust at 23."Heh, Guess you win." Oliver turned his cards over, before allowing Evelyn to take the chips to the other side. Losing a few times early was always Oliver's strategy, a method that enticed his opponent to build up a sense of false confidence so that the bets would go higher. If he began winning immediately, the opponent would catch on quickly to his antics. "Well done, Renee!" Evelyn threw her arms around the girl, rubbing her cheek against hers in an overtly affectionate manner."What are you going to bet now? Remember, the minimum is fifty thousand."She smiled. Evelyn couldn't wait until this girl was completely at their mercy. Just what would she do once Evelyn had her in her grasp? The sly fox licked her lips at the thought of claiming her for herself.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Balance 10,050,000 Several things about the female student's manner unnerved her, especially the way her eyes seemed to playfully dissect Renee whenever their gaze met. Her responses seemed to come with diminutive intent. As 'pretty girl' rung in her ear, the banker's daughter stiffened her resolve to match this pair at whatever game they were playing. Renee knew she had the talent and resources to claim if not a win, then an effective stalemate. She'd come armed with just over 10 million dollars play with, not to mention more gambling experience than her 17 years would seem to indicate. A moment later, her resolve was tested by the breathy words in her ear. Fighting the urge to squirm in her seat, Renee turned to inquire just what she meant by 'something else'.The male student stopped her short.Two fingers tucked the left side of Renee's bangs behind her ear. A mask of bubbly innocence found it's way back to her face again. "Oh, of course! I believe I have played Blackjack before. That's where you have one card face down, right?"She looked on as the young man shuffled: precise, experienced, like the cards were an extension of his hand. Renee repeated the rules back to him, as if she needed help committing them to memory."So ten, um, matches. Ok."She nodded to herself."I think I understand."Renee adjusted her seat in the chair, crossing her legs over in the other direction."Oh, thank you! I appreciate you offering a handicap. It has been a little while since I played."She added with a shy giggle,"I really hope that I don't embarrass myself."Behind her outward facing facade she laughed cynically to herself. 'I see their game now,'she mused to herself.'They draw other students in with actual favorable rules and play this cat and mouse intimidation game to get them playing foolishly.'It had not escaped her notice that the her adversaries hadn't even bothered to present their names when asked.'Like a pair of petty crooks,'she scoffed on the inside. Renee thought the measures crude, though begrudged that the two of them must excel at beguiling a target."I trust you,"she added, her eyes smiling at the man as she patted the top of the shuffled deck.With the girl piling a set of chips in front of her, Renee turned up her own part in this play. "Oh! That's so generous of you!"She partially stood and placed her hand gently on the back of the woman's hand, beaming at her with faux sincerity.."I promise I'll be able to cover it."The first hand came and went quickly. Renee bent her head low to peak at her face down card, just as the her counterpart over dealt himself and busted. Her blackjack proven meaningless, she collected her first round winnings."Wow! I feel so luck y!"Renee echoed the girl's exaggerated celebration. Presenting a smile between the two of them, she announced,"If it's ok, I think I'll bet 200,000. That's not too much, right?"As the rounds continued, Renee steadily increased her bets. On the sixth hand, she found her raising capabilities limited by the starting 1 million offering of chips. With an ace and a 4 showing, plus a five of diamonds face down, the heiress made a request of her financier."If it's not too much trouble, can you spot an a bit extra in chips? It's getting so interesting, and I'd really love to raise the stakes!"After getting the woman's attention, she continued,"and of course I would be happy to show you my banking balance if it's necessary." She clicked her tongue before finishing,"I was thinking something to the tune of 8 million."With her head slightly tilted, Renee went so far as to bat her eyelashes at the dark haired girl.Shortly after, she upped her bet on the hand by 5 million, smiling pleasantly at the man in sunglasses opposite her. His face up card a 7 of clubs, Renee felt confident in raising the stakes. Still, a new sensation swept over her as she extended the bet to the middle of the table. A physical exhilaration seemed to draw in with her breath, flowing through her chest, past her core, circulating to the tips of her fingers and toes. It felt like heated champagne bubbles arousing the young woman's senses. A barely audible sigh escaped her soft, pink lips.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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The pair of sharks watched Renee carefully as more hands were dealt, both hunters attempting to ascertain the full extent of Renee's gambling abilities. As the new girl spoke, she continued to maintain her illusion of innocence, a faux demeanor that both Oliver and Evelyn saw through quite quickly. But what neither of them could figure out, was if Renee was currently cheating, as no student willing to gamble at such high stakes would ever do so without an ace up their sleeve. Oliver was normally able to pick such schemes out within a matter of minutes... but here, it was as if Renee wasn't cheating at all. A brow raised over circle rimmed sunglasses when Renee offered a 200,000 bet in the second round. Although it was not an alarming sum, it was already the largest bet that the pair had encountered today... and they were still only in the second round. The cards were dealt again and although Evelyn signaled Oliver to claim the win, Oliver was curious just how far this girl could be pushed to go. Oliver could clearly see that Renee possessed a King and a Queen, making the total of her cards 20, while Oliver himself possessed a Queen and a Seven, meaning he only had 17. He could also see from the top of Evelyn's deck that the next card was a 4, giving him a perfect 21 should he choose... allowing him to win the round. But to win in such a manner would almost certainly expose Oliver's cheating, for a sane person wouldn't hit on a 17. "Ah, looks like you win again." Oliver frowned, his lips curling downwards as his hands tightened to feign disappointment. Unfortunately for Renee, she was not the only actor in the room, though Oliver was still unable to figure out what sort of game Renee was attempting to play. The next four rounds were back and forth, with Oliver winning two and Renee taking two as well. Despite this, by the end of the sixth round, Oliver had allowed Renee to lead him by nearly 500,000. While Evelyn was beginning to visibly disapprove of the situation that was unfolding, Oliver still wanted to see what Renee was capable of. There was still plenty of time for Oliver to destroy this girl. Then, the question came. "8... million?" Evelyn paused for a moment upon hearing the sizable number, her cheerful personality wavering as golden eyes flickered over the girl. The hunter was astonished by the girl's bravado, the number alone bleeding with arrogance. "Don't you think it'd be better if " "Give her the money, Evelyn." Oliver interjected, not allowing Evelyn to complete her sentence. "This game is just getting interesting, isn't it?" "Mm. Fine. If you say so." Evelyn stepped away from the table, taking into her hands a giant briefcase that sat upon the ground. When she returned, she dropped the briefcase upon the table, dainty fingertips rolling across the numerical locks that held the case shut. It wasn't long until she had flipped it open, pouring the contents of the case out onto the table. "There's ten million for you, sweetheart." She remarked, adding two million on top of her request. "Do be careful not to lose it all." Before the round was even over, Renee had added another five million on top of her one million dollar bet, instantly raising the stakes of the game to that of six million. Leather gloves navigated upwards, capturing the arm of his golden rimmed sunglasses before pulling them away from his face. He allowed the spectacles to fall upon the surface of the table, revealing a dark, piercing gaze that stared deep into Renee's own. His expression was stoic, a dangerous aura emanating from his stubbornly alluring face. "You're quite confident, aren't you?" He asked, a single bead of sweat dribbling down the silhouette of his portrait. He could easily see what Renee's cards were: an ace, a four and a five which equaled out into a secure 20. But, the prospect of betting so much money on anything less than a perfect 21 confounded him. But Oliver knew that he was going to win, for while he had an abysmal hand containing two sevens, he could see that a third seven was waiting for him at the top of the deck. But there was the possibility that the promised card was not as it seemed. What if Renee had learned about his methods and switched the card out for another? As Oliver waved Evelyn to deal him the card, he couldn't help but feel a moment of fear taking the air from his lungs... The cards fell upon the table... "Aw, looks like you lost." Evelyn remarked, turning towards Renee with a fake frown painted across her face. Without waiting for a response, she placed her hand on the table, shoveling the 6 million in winnings over towards the other end of the table. It was quite clear at this point, that the illusion of the mysteriously dangerous new girl had been dispelled completely. She was nothing more than a girl with big ambitions that was destined to fall short. Now, she was 5.5 million in the hole, a number that she would fail to recover from. "It's okay, I'm sure you'll make a comeback." Evelyn teased her, leaning inwards to whisper into her ear once again. "And if you don't, I'm sure you'll do your best to pay me back." The game continued several more rounds and despite Renne once commanding a solid lead, Oliver had managed to strip her of all 11 million dollars she had borrowed by the ninth round. "Looks like you're all out." Oliver chuckled, running his hand through his hair as he watched the distress begin to take hold of Renee's expression. In only nine rounds, she had lost everything and was now eleven million in debt. "Unfortunately for you, you're short fifty thousand... and we still have one round left that we still have to play. Perhaps you should beg Evelyn here to loan you more money." "Oh my, my." Evelyn brushed Renee's hair, her mind already beginning to race with all of the things she'd be able to make her new pet do, "I'm quite cold, do you think I could buy some of your clothes from you?" Her hand trailed down Renee's chest, feminine digits beginning to undo the buttons of her blazer.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Balance 11,000,000 Renee kept her nose pointed straight at her opponent. The violet haired girl's face displayed a pleasant, almost robotic smile and nothing else. Her green eyes danced to the dark haired girl, pleased to witness hesitation from her for the first time. Her focus snapped back to the young man and his command. He had grown stone faced as well. Had he begun to regret his matching stipulation? Good. Cracks in each of their facades were becoming evident, and Renee aimed to shatter them with this hand."That's so sweet of you 'Evelyn',"she remarked, coating the girl's newly announced name in a layer of venom."Yes, this has gotten very interesting."Renee caught her first look at the still unnamed man's uncovered eyes. Sharp and clear, they complimented his face well, though the intensity with which he locked gaze with her forced a nervous swallow down her throat. Time slowed as they uncovered their hands. Renee's could hear the thrumming of her own heart in her eardrums. She didn't look to see his cards, instead opting to take in each of their faces as it dawned on them. That's what betrayed the outcome."Aw, looks like you lost." Renee's vision blurred in that instant. The trio of sevens set down in front of the man appeared distorted. How could this happen? The sound of her heartbeat had ceased. Instead she heard the clinking of eleven million dollars worth of chips departing the playing field and not towards her. Five and a halfmillionof that was hers. In a blink, she'd lost it. The room suddenly felt stale and inert. Dust particles reflecting the beams of light coming in through the class's windows seemed to hang in place indefinitely.Evelyn's false assurances raised a flare of anger in the girl. Squeezing her hands into fists under the table, digging her nails painfully into her palms, Renee was able to bring herself back to the moment."Heh,"she mustered weakly."I guess I was a bit overconfident."Drawing in a tense breath and holding it a moment, she exhaled smoothly. Renee still had chips to play with. She would simply win it back. She HAD to win it back. The game still favored her, so she thought.Three more rounds followed, each in defeat.In the penultimate hand, beads of sweat forming across the young woman's brow, Renee was baited into betting the last of her resources on a 17. When that too was gone, her face fell into her hands. Her violet bangs were pulled taut between stiffened fingers. The boy's cockiness, had it ever left, had returned when he spoke again. Renee lifted her chin to look at him."One round left?"she managed to repeat back through dry lips and tongue. Could she win it back? No, of course not! She had nothing of that kind of value to put on the line. Even her belongings back in her room, her clothes, her shoes, her jewelry, they probably wouldn't even add up to cover the 1 million that she didn't evenhave to pay the girl back. It was hopeless. What could she do?Her body flinched at Evelyn's touch to her disheveled hair. There was water in her eyes as she watched the girl's lips move. The words were slow to make sense in her brain."My...clothes?" Renee dropped her gaze to the hands now unbuttoning her jacket. She made no immediate move to stop the raven haired girl, instead watching dumbfounded as each button exposed more of white blouse she wore beneath it. She looked up again into Evelyn's pleased looking eyes. Renee did not quite grasp what was intended by the offer. The clothing at her disposal consisted of the school jacket and blouse, checkered red skirt and matching bow tie, a black bra decorated with rose branches, lace trim and a small pink bow, and matching black panties with see through hips. What it would mean to bet them, exactly, had not entered the desperate woman's thought process. However, the chance to win some of her money back, any amount of it, to not leave the room penniless and in debt, to be in the same state or worse than the pathetic boy who came before her, that triggered her next question."H how much are they worth?" NSFW Reference Images Bra and Panties
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Evelyn's grin only emboldened upon seeing the water that was beginning to collect within Renee's innocent gaze. It was a look that Evelyn knew all too well, the face of despair that gripped a girl's face when they had come to the realization that they had just losteverything."Hmm. That is the million dollar question, isn't it?" She purred, slender fingers unbuttoning her school blazer. Once the jacket was fully unbuttoned, her hands began to roam across the sea of white across Renee's chest, hands pausing to grope strongly against her cute breasts."How about a million dollars, then?"The fox cackled, hands still firmly holding onto Renee's chest as her eyes made their way across the table."What do you think, Oliver?""It's your money." Oliver retorted, sliding one million towards the center of the table. Should Renee win, then she would still be ten million down the hole. At the very least, this was Renee's best opportunity to lessen the massive debt that she owed."Shall we play one more game, then?"He mused, waiting for Evelyn to deal the final set of cards between them. Evelyn eventually released her hold on Renee, navigating to the center of the table and picking up the deck of cards one more time. The cards were dealt... perhaps, if Renee could just win this, then she would at least be able to walk away with some of her dignity intact.But Renee's luck would prove even worse than expected..."Ah. Looks like you've bust." Evelyn licked her lips, staring down at the 23 that Renee accidentally laid out across her side of the table. That was her final chance, an opportunity to reduce her debt...and she wasted it. There was no hope now... Renee was now officiallyhers."Stand up."She ordered Renee, the tone of voice shifting from the playful seductress to the stern slave master. Either way, Renee didn't have much of a choice but to listen to the woman that now owned her. At least, until she could come up with eleven million dollars to pay her back. Once Renee was standing, Evelyn navigated behind her, using her heel to kick away the chair that she had once been sitting in. When she had first sat in the chair, she had been a free woman... now, she was nothing more than their house pet."You're going to be a good Mittens, aren't you?"Evelyn's hands soon reached for Renee's chest once again, this time, her feminine digits sinking into the fabric of her shirt."I believe these belong to me now."She growled, before pulling at her buttoned blouse from opposite directions. The sound of tearing fabric echoed throughout the small classroom, the buttons aggressively popping out from her shirt as Evelyn tore mercilessly into it. After pulling her coat and shirt free from her shoulders, the poor house pet was left in nothing more than a skirt and her dark, lacy bra fully on display."Oh my, they're bigger than they looked."She cooed, her lips navigating down to place a kiss upon the back of her neck."I can't remember the last time I had a house pet that was this cute.""If we're done here, I'm going back to my room."Oliver was about to stand up, until Evelyn interjected."Stay."She commanded, her hand reaching upwards to grab Renee by her disheveled, raven locks. Before Renee could realize what was happening, she was being dragged around the table by her hair, before Evelyn threw her down against the ground and positioned her so that she was upon her knees."Get between my partners legs and undo his belt."Evelyn growled once again, sparing Renee no time to think about the order she had just been given before placing her foot against the back of Renee's head. She pushed Renee's head forward, until the side of her face was thrust between Oliver's legs, pressing into the sizable bulge that was beginning to form in his lap."I think you should also thank him for beating you."She added, removing her foot so that she could lean closer towards her,"Go on. I don't like asking for things twice."
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Balance 1,000,000 Renee played the idea over in her mind. Her school uniform wasn t worth nearly a million, and if it gave her the chance to win back some of her losses, why not risk it? As it stood, she would owe this girl 1 million more than she had available. She had no desire to be indebted to someone so ruthlessly manipulative. Though she tried not to rise to Evelyn's unbuttoning of her jacket, she couldn't ignore when the girl suddenly squeezed her breasts through her blouse. What the hell?! Get off! Renee protested, throwing her arms over her chest and forcing away Evelyn s brazen touch. Her head whirled to stare at the other girl, her face flushed, a flare of anger in her eyes. The lavender haired girl glanced back at the man across the table, finding no support. Fine, she agreed with frustrated petulance. One million for my uniform. Shuffled and dealt, the last hand laid on the table. In front of Renee was an eight face up and, she peeled at the card s corner, a seven down. The boy, looking once again unfazed and bemused, held an ace upright and of course offered no indication of what else. She thought it unfair that he could be so calm, that the outcome held such little importance for him, while everything was on the line for her. Renee shut her eyes tight, her hands resting on her lap, her shoulders tense and raised. The bet was clear from when he slid the chips in. They went right to the center, meaning Renee was all in. All in with a fifteen. Fifteen was not a winner. Renee signaled for a hit.Though a lot of factors led up to this moment, it was the 8 of clubs from the top of the deck that would be her ruin. Renee sunk in her seat, her body feeling heavy, limp. A quiet, sullen"oh no"was all that she could muster in response to the defeat."Stand up,"the voice behind her commanded. Though her body felt weak and drained, Renee agreed with it, strongly wanting to get out of this awful room. She planted her hands on the table and pushed herself shakily to her feet. With a clatter, the chair she had just occupied was violently relocated. The noise drew her attention like a startled rabbit. This rabbit would be the fox's reward, and Evelyn was quick to claim her.Renee gasped."Hahh! Stop...what are you doing?"She made an attempt to wriggle free, but the girl's grip was far more insistent this time, far more entitled to wantonly grab hold of Renee's chest. The term 'Mittens' was new to her. The way it was spoken made her feel demeaned and somehow claimed. Renee continued to squirm. "Just, let me go! I'll get..." The ripping sensation of her blouse cut her off. Several buttons popped loose of the fabric and made clacking sounds as they bounced about the tile floor."Ahh! St stop it!"She felt Evelyn's lips on her neck, hot and wet, they left goosebumps on her skin. She gave up fighting and simply tried to cover up, though the girl's hands were quick to claim rights to her breasts again, now with only Renee's lacy bra as a cover.The desperate young woman looked to the man who had beaten her, seeking help or at the very least shock at what was brazenly happening in front of him. She found neither. Theblas manner with which he announced his intent to leave seemed absurd, as if there was simply nothing out of the ordinary about this. Evelyn kept speaking to her, or about her, she couldn't really tell."What do you mean Housepet?"She asked of them, though she had a creeping suspicion that she already knew. Another gasp accompanied the tug of her violet hair, followed by a rough introduction of her knees to the floor."You want me to what?"Renee called back incredulously, the pitch of her voice spiking."I'm not...I won't... Please, just let me go. I promise I will get you the money."Her voice wavered as she added, "a all of it." Her bargaining seemed to have little effect as a foot to the back of her head sent herfaceplanting into the man's crotch and and the bulge in his pants. Cheek to cheek, Renee's face smeared against his tented erection as she tried to squirm free from being literally underneath Evelyn's heel. She managed to place a hand on the seat of the chair and force herself back, falling on her butt in the process.With all the courage she could muster, the desperate young woman protested, the normally pale skin of her face and chest beet red, "Fuck you! Do you know who I am? I'll...I'll scream for a teacher."This was her last resort. Truthfully she had no desire to involve the faculty. While they may turn a blind eye to most of the gambling that takes place at KGI, what would they do when confronted with it so openly? What sort of reputation would Renee garner for resorting to such tactics? And of course, did she really want to be a public spectacle disrobed as she was?"I I told you I would get the money. Just, just let me go back to my room, and I won't tell anyone about this."
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Evelyn maintained a pleased grin upon her alluring portrait as Renee's demeanor hastily devolved from eager aloofness to one of fear. The frightened reactions that gripped the young girl's body excited all of Evelyn's sadistic tendencies, causing her to press even further."Your promises don't mean a whole lot to me... all I know is that you owe me eleven million dollars." She giggled, knowing that the number was probably echoing throughout the poor girl's mind."...and judging by your reaction, you don't exactly have all of it to pay back... am I wrong?"She added as she held Renee's face down between Oliver's legs."So I suggest you behave yourself, unless you want things to get worse for you."But of course, Evelyn did not expect things to be so easy."Fuck you! Do you know who I am? I'll...I'll scream for a teacher." There was a moment of silence as Renee stumbled backwards, her lips spewing a string of angry vitriol as she attempted to writhe free from her predicament. It was quite obvious to the pair that she was becoming quite desperate, her threat to call for a teacher causing them to say nothing as they looked down upon her with cautious glares.Did her threat work?Perhaps, the two students were afraid of their exploitation coming to light. If the two hunters could be muzzled at such a threat, then maybe Renee would have some hope after all?But before Renee could say anything else, Evelyn burst out into a wild laughter,"A teacher? Well, that's certainly a first!"She cackled, reaching down to pluck a handful of Renee's disheveled locks. She gripped her hair tightly, pulling backwards so that Renee's neck was forced to arch backwards to gaze upon the woman that now owned her,"I own all of the teachers here, little girl. The ones that aren't being paid millions of dollars to keep their mouths shut are stuffing their cocks into little house pets like you."The grin that lay upon her face widened, producing an eerie, frightening expression when matched with the dimly lit ambiance of the classroom."So you can go ahead and scream as much as you'd like. In fact, it'd be nothing but music to our ears. I for one, enjoy it when my pets scream." With that, she threw Renee's face back forward.While Renee's focus had been on Evelyn, the man in front of her had already removed his belt, undoing the button and zipper to his pants. When Renee's face was pressed back into Oliver's lap, she would be faced with his sizable, hot erection, which towered frighteningly over her face."I wonder if Mittens sucks cock better than she gambles."Oliver grabbed the base of his hardened cock with one hand, pressing it forward so that its length slapped against the girl's flustered cheek. He was rather well trimmed, with two, visible veins marking the underside of his well endowed shaft. His throbbing shaft slapped Renee's face several times before Oliver placed it back at the center of her face, waiting for her to get to work."I suggest you open your mouth, unless you want all of this inside one of your other holes."He warned her.Evelyn knelt behind her new pet, grabbing her by the back of her neck so that she wouldn't be able to push away like she had done before."Maybe Mittens wants it in her tight, little ass instead."She whispered threateningly, her spare hand crawling down her exposed back and slowly edging down beneath the pleats of Renee's skirt. Lifting up the soft, red fabric, Evelyn's hand slowly began to prod at Renee's puckered entrance through lacy, black panties. Her middle finger swirled in a small circle, lips leaning closer to Renee's ear once more."This is your last chance, little slut."Evelyn paused so that her teeth could gently nip at Renee's ear."You're going to open those sweet lips of yours and suck on my partner's handsome cock. Otherwise..." Evelyn's finger suddenly pressed inward, a wad of fabric beginning to pressure Renee's tightened backdoor."I'll let him fuck this hole."She pulled her hand back, before wrapping her arm around the front of Renee's body. Without a moment's pause, her fingers skillfully found Renee's panties once again, this time her fingers teasing at the entrance of her slit instead."And I'll let him cum in this one."She added, two fingers slowly playing between her new House Pet's legs. Upon touching her, Evelyn noticed that Renee was beginning to build a wetness between her legs, whether or not she had already realized it herself."So, what'll it be?"
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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Balance 1,000,000 Evelyn's roaring laugh brought a fresh wince from Renee, not that she had much time to come to grips with the revelation. In short order, she found herself gripped by the hair and staring upwards into the raven haired girl's sadistic smile. Tears rolled a path down the middle of her cheeks. Her breath caught in her throat. 'How can this be real?' she thought to herself. She'd come in knowing of the rewards granted to students that showed success in gambling at the school, though no one would speak to the other end, the fate of the students who fell to the bottom. In the back of her mind, she had suspected those unfortunate ones met some level of mistreatment but she never imagined the power dynamics could carry this far.Renee made an attempt to grab at the hand gripping her violet hair, trying if not to release herself from it, to at least lessen the pull. Evelyn proved more forceful. Her face was thrust once again into the man's lap. Rather than landing on the smooth material of his pants, now she contacted directly with bare skin. It took her a moment to realize that the warm object batting her cheek was his thickly erect cock. It left smears of precum on either side of her distraught face.She pleaded meekly to the engorged member aimed at her mouth, "Please...I don't want this." Renee found nothing else she could offer in defense, and Evelyn now held her fast in place. The man's warning gave her a new horrific thought, one that was shortly demonstrated by his partner's prodding of her ass."Ahhh!"she let out a loud, sharp cry and clenched at the teasing."No...no not that!"Renee tried to will her body closed, but they already had her overpowered. She attempted to pull at Evelyn's arm around her chest but couldn't so much as loosen it. A whimper escaped her throat as the girl's free hand delved between her lower lips. A thought entered the student's mind of being forced onto her back, her legs drawn apart, this man crawling on top of her with his cock swaying between his legs. It seemed all too real, and she hated that this mental image caused her pussy to get increasingly wet. Renee took a hard swallow and eyed the head of his dick where it hovered less than an inch in front of her face. Wordlessly, she succumbed.The young woman took the tip between her pink lips. Between a few past boyfriends and one piano teacher, Renee had given head before. Yet she found herself stretching her lips wider to accommodate him than any previous time. An insistent push at the back of her head pressed more of him in before she was ready. Without intending to, Renee grazed her upper teeth on the smooth skin just past the head, gagging from the deeper intrusion. She tried to pull her head back but found no give. She gripped his shaft with her left hand and pulled him sideways out of her mouth before gasping to breathe.Renee's face turned beet red, the light mascara she wore around her eyes ran with her tears."Hahh hahh,"she exhaled heavily."Fuck off with that. I'm doing what you want,"she swore over her shoulder, regaining some of her nerve. Her eyes glanced up at the young man's face for the first time since coming in contact with his erection. Her gaze quickly averted, embarrassment and shame evident in the light of her eyes and the shade of her cheeks.Renee wet her mouth and guided his cock inside again. Even if she did save herself from being forcibly taken, she still wanted this over as quickly as possible. She accepted as much of his hard on as she felt comfortable with into her mouth, bringing her lips past the crest of his cock head and partway down his length. Her hand wrapped around the base of the shaft and began stroking up and down, drawing the smooth skin over the hardened flesh beneath. In the same rhythm, she pulled her lips back, letting her tongue smooth over his glans, then sucked down his length again.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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A pleased grunt escaped Oliver's throat as he felt Renee's soft lips press against the head of his throbbing manhood. He couldn't remember the last time that he had such a pretty girl's mouth wrapped firmly around his sizable cock, though Evelyn would frequently have House Pets take good care of the chronic gambler.After all, partners were supposed to look after one another."Fuck, she feels good,"The boy panted as Renee pressed deeper over his bulbous head, teeth clamping down upon his lower lip as he looked down at the girl that was sitting between his legs. She was quite an attractive prize, with a soft, picture perfect face that was practically begging to be fucked."Oh? Talking back, I see."Evelyn chuckled as Renee cursed her between labored breaths,"Yeah... that's just not going to do."With that, she brought her hand backwards, before delivering a swift smack to the House Pet's rear end. The audible clap of Evelyn's hand slapping Renee's ass echoed through the small room,"Get that cock back in your mouth."She licked her lips, watching as Renee's head bobbed back down onto Oliver's length. This time, she moved further down, causing Oliver to let out a wild groan in pleasure."Hahh, yeah. She sucks way better than she gambles."He moaned, the sensation of Renee's tongue swirling over his member causing desire to build inside of him. The added sensation of Renee's hand smoothing over his hot length between the movements of her tongue and lips drove the young man crazy, groans continuing to escape his lips as he felt himself drawing ever nearer to climax. Precum dribbled out from his cock, mixing into her saliva and hands as she continued to service him. Renee's plan to make Oliver finish as soon as possible was certainly working...although, she would soon find that her plan may have been workingtoowell.Before Oliver could reach the point of no return, his hand dug into Renee's dark locks, grabbing a handful of her short bangs before pulling her face away. A web of saliva still connected Renee's lips to the scene of the crime, only to be broken when Oliver would forcefully drag Renee away from the chair. No matter how much she struggled, she was no match for the man that gripped her, eventually finding herself tossed face first into the very table she had lost everything on. Before Renee could push herself off of it, a strong, masculine hand pressed the side of her face back down, knocking over the tower of gambling chips that had once been neatly arranged, spreading them across the surface and sending some to the floor."What do you think you're doing? I don't think I gave you permission to do that.""Shut up."Oliver growled,"Or I'll fuck you next." The sudden, unexpected threat caused Evelyn to blush in surprise, stunned by her partner's brazen display of disrespect. Though she was offended, she decided it was best to hold her tongue, just in case her partner decided to act on the threat."Spread your legs." Oliver turned his attention back to the woman pinned underneath his weight. When Renee didn't act fast enough for his liking, Oliver reached backwards, delivering a frighteningly powerful spank to Renee's ass. Just by the sound, one could easily guess that Oliver spanked much harder than Evelyn did."I'm going to teach you what happens to losers."With that, he grabbed at Renee's lacy, black panties, tearing them out from underneath her skirt effortlessly before tossing them to the side."Stop squirming."He warned her,"It'll hurt more unless you stay still."He positioned himself behind her before guiding his hard cock downwards. While she may have thought he planned to fuck her little slit, it was soon apparent that he was deliberately aiming for Renee's other hole. Slowly, the head of his saliva drenched cock pushed her reddened cheeks apart, before threatening to press into her tightening asshole.
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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔶 [ ᴄʜᴇᴠᴀʟɪᴇʀ x ɢɪɴᴀ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴀɴɢᴇ ]
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View attachment 4513 Balance 1,000,000 Renee tried to shut out their comments with little success. The derogatory comments, highlighting the fact that her lips were working their way up and down his cock, made the heat rise in her face. Along with the appreciative groans escaping the man seated before her, they also twisted her up, releasing more juicy arousal between her legs. Her ass stung as well, a red bright red welt where Evelyn's palm struck her. The attack had been a reminder how vulnerable she was, half naked and stuck in a room with the pair of them. She needed only finish the guy off, then escape would be hers, at least for one night.When the man's moaning grew louder and more frequent, Renee increased the veracity of her attentions, thinking, hoping he might be close. Once again, her hopes were dashed, and her hair used as a hand grip. The young woman's scalp burned from repeated abuse, causing her to sound a cry as soon as his cock popped from her mouth. She stumbled along with his forceful guidance to be slammed down on the table, causing a clatter of chips.Renee winced and shut her eyes. She knew what this meant. This latest turn seemed to have sapped the last of the fight out of her, not that she stood much of a chance against the much stronger man standing behind her. Evelyn's complaint came as a surprise. With the side of her face pressed down on the table, Renee could see the other girl clearly when her eyes reopened. Evelyn looked furious in the moment, as if her authority was completely disregarded. It was short lived though, as the man's threat caused her to quickly back down. Renee watched her with something like pity, despite everything.With her legs kicked apart, the resounding blow to her ass set every nerve in the girl aflame. She screamed an involuntary scream that didn't even sound like it came from her. While Evelyn's strike left her red, his was sure to leave a bluish black mark on her rear."No....no, you can't! Not that!" As the tip of his cock prodded at her back door, Renee's whole body went stiff. She tried to push against the table, but only managed to squirm her naked chest against the surface."Ahh,"she groaned as her rosebud strained against his teasing. "D don't joke. This isn't funny. I've never done that!"She locked her pleading eyes on Evelyn."Please. I'm begging. Please just not that. I'll...I'll do what you want. Ahhh. I'll...behave."She cast her eyes down at that last admission.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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It had been almost a century since the god of war tasted defeat at the hands of the Amazonian princess. Amongst the many enemies she fought since then, the mythical being remained to be one of her major adversaries she had ever faced. Diana had discovered her true self, what she really was capable of during that climactic battle against her formidable foe. Defeating Ares had only been possible when the queen of amazons unleashed her true potential that day. Since then, Diana had grown to control her powers better and use them more efficiently in the battle against evil. She had embraced herself as the protector of the whole world and not just the island of Themyscira, acting as the fragile bridge between men and her kind. With the new age, Diana had made new friends of different strengths and attributes. Although her methods hadn t changed over the years, she too had learned to take advantage of modern technology. Thanks to one of her resourceful colleagues, she had discovered some evidence that led her to suspect her biggest enemy s return. The evidence was pointing to a virgin forest far from civilization.Now more confident of her powers and abilities, experienced heroine had embarked on a lonely journey to strangle this menace at birth, before the god of war gained his former strength back. He was a cunning entity that feed upon conflict. Even when he had a worldwide war to empower his already potent Olympian abilities, Diana had managed to defeat her foe. This time too, the confident Amazonian princess was determined to stop her wicked enemy. Since the mythical being's defeat at the hands of the amazon, years hadn t taken away anything from the woman s beauty. Her athletic form was perhaps the best example of an amazon s striking physique. A fit body that was shaped through centuries of training and exercising, Diana s gifted features were certainly worthy of the name queen of amazons. Her ceremonial battle attire hadn t changed, the athletic woman still carrying colors blue and red. Her firm breasts were tight and secure beneath the dark red bodice that covered her top. Multilayered strips of leather formed a short skirt below her waist. It allowed the dynamic heroine to move freely, in the expense of exposing her long legs. Long black strands of the woman were loose, reflecting the dynamism of the amazon.The desolate wilderness didn t disorient the demigod heroine asDianafollowed a straight path between tall trees and over lush fields. She would preferred the greenery over the crowd of the city as it made her at home. Harshness of the environment wasn t enough to tire a woman with superhuman stamina. Her hair swayed, her magical shield and sword clanged on her back as she walked through the woods. At the end of her journey, she found an ancient temple in the middle of the forest. A divine place seemed to be the perfect spot for her adversary to gain his powers. Although she was very well aware of her enemy s unquestionable strength, practically nothing scared the fearless warrior queen. The brunette warrior was a venturous woman who liked to face her enemies directly unlike some of her colleagues who preferred a more tactical approach. Her booted feet climbed the stone stairs as she quickly delved into the temple. I know you re here! Diana s loud shout announced the confident heroine s arrival.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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He remembered that one fateful day all too well. The pain from the lightning going straight through his body had been nearly unbearable. Being a God, he was immortal, but Diana had definitely taken him out of the picture for a couple of decades. But as he had predicted back then in the nineteen forties, humans kept starting conflict after conflict So he had fed off of their rage, of their hatred for each other and finally it had led to him creating some sort of a physical form. It was far from perfect and unable to properly wield his vast powers just yet but would have to do for now. Besides, all he needed was time: time to make the world bleed once more like he had done so many times before. And with the current world leaders at each other s throats, he didn t think it would be all that hard to accomplish.And indeed it wasn t. With every whisper, with every message, with every hint, he could feel their anger reach new heights. It was only a matter of time before a new war would break out, a war that would bring him back to his former glory. With every passing day, he could feel his strength increase and as it happened, he could feel his body grow stronger. Because of his rebirth, saidbodylooked younger than it had years prior, showing off powerful muscles on arms and legs, his abs revealing great strength. He had decided to go back to the outfit he had preferred back when the Romans and the Greeks had ruled the earth, with seemingly heavy metal plates covering his shoulders and upper arms, using leather straps to make sure they remained in place. He had repeated the process with his shins, wearing lighter, leather boots under heavier, iron shin protectors. Two leather flaps formed some sort of a skirt around his waist and part of his upper legs, completing the set. He was proud of his body s appearance and wasn t afraid to show it, hence why his chest remained bare.He turned his head as a familiar voice echoed through the corridors, narrowing his eyes as he felt the rage build within him. His darling stepsister. The woman who had singlehandedly stopped him from creating a much better world, from taking back what the humans had stolen from them in their rage and their hatred for each other. He believed he was doing the right thing, he really did, but it seemed Diana refused to see it. She believed inlove. A sentiment he despised. It existed, he knew, but it was small compared to that of humanity s anger, hate, and bloodlust. And yet Yet she had managed to defeat him. And here she was again. It was a mystery to him how she had found him so quickly, but he guessed it couldn t be helped.Grunting, the God pulled a heavy axe off the ground, the metal of his shin pad making a slight clinging sound as he briefly reinforced it before moving in the direction of the voice with heavy steps, the sound of his foot making contact with the floor echoing slightly. Like Diana, Ares could care less about strategic approaches. He preferred to face his foes head on, which was exactly what he was going to do right now. He knew she was powerful enough to beat him, definitely in his current state, but he was determined to prove he was right. That hate was all humans lived for. Hello, Diana. You didn t think you d see me again, did you? his voice was low and threatening, and soon the God s physical form stood in front of the superheroine, about twenty feet away from her. Tell me Do you still believe humans have some good in them? Surely you ve realized by now that all they do is fight each other?
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It didn t take long for the renowned warrior princess to find her infamous enemy in the quiet temple. Or rather, he himself showed his presence to the woman. So, the intel was actually accurate, god of war had returned. That was giving Diana no choice, but drive the evil away once again like she did many years ago. Last time, her enemy had made the critical mistake of underestimating his opponent. He was less likely to do the same. At the same time, he was facing a more assertive Wonder Woman now, one who had better control over her powers. She was a more matured crime fighter now. Although Diana wasn t na ve enough to blame her cunning adversary for every wrongdoing of men, she knew how strong of an influence he could have over mortals.When no ordinary mortals were around to trick, theatrics were not necessary. Similar to the confident heroine, the man was in a more traditional attire, certainly looking the part of a higher mythical being from an older era. He had the shape of a capable warrior. His body carried the mighty features of a Greek statue. Diana didn t know how much of his godly powers the man managed to summon. Regardless, he was a formidable foe, whom the amazonian princess didn t fear to confront. In fact, the woman believed to be the only person who could do so. More than anyone else, it was her duty to shield the world from her treacherous half brother s persecution. Before him, Diana kept her upright gait. Her long legs shoulder width apart, she stood tall and confident in front of her dangerous opponent. Ares Whilst the man had destroyed the other, Diana drew a new Amazonian sword. The real weapon was the woman herself though. Her last encounter with Ares had made the warrior princess understand that only the hand that used it mattered and not the actual weapon itself. That being said, she had received the aid of the magical artifacts she carried countless times, primarily her lasso and bracelets. Both incredibly beneficial relics for the amazon s fight against injustice. Some do. Diana subtly responded. Her free hand reached to her back as the woman pulled her golden shield. Ornate engravings on the round object shined towards the topless figure standing before her fit form.The cunning god s words were poisonous. The amazon s evil counterpart held wicked motivations that could be only explained as malignant and destructive. And I ll keep fighting for those who cannot fight for themselves! The brunette warrior exclaimed, the old temple amplifying her words. HAA! Not waiting any longer, Diana roared. Stone floor under her feet cracked as the warrior princess darted out. Her shield out on the front, the woman plunged forward in a blur to ram her shield against her old enemy.
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He remembered all too well that he had underestimated her the last time, so it definitely wouldn t happen again. The problem was that he didn t really know how strong she had become over the decades, as there was no doubt in his mind that she had indeed grown stronger. Or at least she looked stronger, not necessarily physically, but definitely mentally. She had an aura of confidence around her and that worried him, for he knew he was nowhere near his full strength yet. He really had hoped it would ve taken her longer to find him, that he would ve had more time to prepare for her inevitable arrival, but she had left him no choice.He watched her draw her sword and a smirk tugged at his lips, remembering all too well what he had done to the other one. Fool. You know mortal weapons can t hurt me , his low voice rumbled, almost making it sound like the growl of a wild animal. It was nothing more but a trial to make her doubt herself, in reality, fully knowing that while the weapon itself didn t pose a threat to him, the hand that wielded it did, which in turn made it possible to injure him. Only a God can kill a God It was a bit of an exaggeration, he guessed, considering he was still alive, although it was possible she couldn t fully kill him because she was only a demigod. It would make sense, but even Ares didn t know the real answer to that question. You haven t learned a thing, have you? he asked as she now stood before him with sword and shield in hand, lifting the heavy battleaxe to hold it with both hands, narrowing his eyes as he shifted his legs a bit, slightly moving from foot to foot in the process to ensure he could change his stance within a matter of seconds. What have they ever done for you, Diana? Even the one who loved you left you behind all those years ago , he said, referring to Steve s sacrifice back in the World War. He believed it had been a rather despicable act: instead of staying with the one he loved , he had decided to try and gain the honor all for himself. A selfish act that, in his eyes at least, only proved his point. Humans were despicable, unable to care for others, instead preferring to destroy each other than to work together.And then she charged. He guessed he should've expected it, considering she had been the one to attack first the last time too. Her fearless attitude Ares could respect, for she was probably the only one willing to throw herself at a God without hesitation. Bracing himself, he stretched his arms and soon felt her shield collide with the belly of his own weapon, feeling himself move slightly because of the sudden impact, the floor cracking slightly beneath his feet. He grunted, immediately feeling she had grown stronger and that his own strength was nowhere near it used to be. If he had to guess, then he wouldn t be able to win a test of strength, meaning he would have to try and go for more refined tactics. If only you could see them for who they really are, Diana , he growled before finally trying to shift his body to the left while also increasing the pressure with the same arm, hoping to use her momentum against her and make her stumble past.
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Sharp clang of the Amazonian shield resounded within the stone walls as the golden object hit at the man s choice of weapon with great force. Not only righteousness, but anger too fueled her will of fighting in this case. Especially when the god of war reminded the woman the sad fate of her deceased lover, a clear fury sparked within the Amazon s brown eyes. Diana of course understood the sacrifice of the war hero, but part of her still found it a selfish act as her enemy put it. He had chosen to save the day, and left the warrior princess to save the world instead, alone. Steve was a great man the Amazonian warrior mourned for a long time. Not everyone had the charm and spirit to attract an Amazon after all. And a man to impress one, to manage to convince an Amazon to spread her legs for some passionate moments could have very well considered the manhood s biggest achievement of the past century. Now enraged more, Diana swung her ornate sword fiercely to test whether the weapon could indeed hurt a god or not. The sharp metal cut through the air in a shrill whistle. The blade drew a continuous, wide arc across the air as Ares shifted to the side and dodged out of the way of the weapon.A sharp tongue was no less effective of a weapon than the mythical being s axe as the words of the princess cunning foe wounded the renowned heroine. Diana lowered her brows at her ancient adversary, a clear fire burning in her beady eyes. Sometimes her strength, and sometimes a weakness, her curious nature and emotional side had always been features that separated the brunette woman from her sisters in Themyscira. She had hope for humanity, so much so that made her willing to protect them. However, she was no longer the na ve princess she once were, who blamed an upper being s influence for all of the mankind s wrongdoings. In fact, even after Ares defeat they had started a war bigger than the last. I respect them as they are Ares. Diana suggested, hopping a few feet behind to put some distance between herself and the muscular man. She knew trying to reason with her wicked half brother was a lost cause. Despite his many skills in deception, he wouldn t be able to understand the concept of love and sympathy. not judge them for what they should have been. The brunette warrior raised her shield.Wounding a god, defeating him was a difficult concept to truly comprehend. However, Diana was named godkiller for a reason. Honestly, she had more in common with Ares than weak mortals, but she was also aware that her half brother had to be stopped before it was too late. Her golden shield dropped on the ground with a sharp bang as Diana let it go of her hand. She abandoned her defensive stance for a more aggressive approach. Another time, the 6 heroine rushed forward like an arrow. Her sword was clenched tight in her hand, although she didn t use that particular weapon. The woman got low and slid across the floor, using the strength of her long Amazonian legs to tackle her enemy off the cracked ground below him.
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He could feel the air shift as her sword barely missed his shoulder, repositioning himself slightly so they stood across of each other yet again, as if they had just simply switched sides. You feel it, don t you? The anger? The fury? He smirked a bit, knowing full well he had touched a sore chord by bringing up her deceased lover. You re just like them, Diana. You know that I m right. You know that humans live to destroy and for their own glory. That s why you re so angry with him. Because he left you behind the moment you needed him the most. He took a couple of steps back, his moves echoing slightly as he did so, raising his own axe in response to her raising her shield. Her words echoed in his mind and he groaned, shaking his head in disbelief. How could someone be so short sighted? How could someone not see the truth, even if it was right in front of them? Zeus hadn t created these humans to destroy they Earth! They didn t deserve it, and yet here she was, his half sister, telling him that they had to respect them for what they were. They only seek to destroy what my... our father created. And when I tried to make things right, they all turned against me. They destroyed everything, Diana, how can you not see that? How can you still believe in those... those creatures? he slammed the hilt of his axe against the floor in frustration, the sound filling the room for a brief moment as she dropped her shield, seemingly planning on taking a more offensive approach this time. He guessed she had realized that his strength was not what it used to be, planning to take advantage of it. He couldn t really blame her if that was indeed the case.But he wouldn t go down willingly, so the moment she started to run towards him, he wasted no time lifting his axe, ready to smash it down with everything he had. Wha ! he was unprepared for her next move, however, having expected a strike of the sword. Instinctively he tried to step out of the way, but the brief hesitation cost him dearly as she hit his left leg in the process, making him grunt in pain as his knee gave way beneath him, the force of her tackle enough to make him lose his balance. The axe smashed the floor to pieces but completely missed its mark for the rest as he dropped to a knee.Slowly, he rose back to his feet, turning towards her with furious eyes. He had had enough of this. Knowing he couldn t properly manipulate his surroundings yet, he knew he d have to do it the old fashioned way, so he started to run in the Amazonian s direction, raising the axe as high as he could before letting it soar downwards, not even trying to hide he was going straight for the head. His movements were a bit sloppier because of the hit on his knee, but it only fueled his anger as he let out a primal roar as he tried to strike.
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Last time Diana defeated the evil god, it had seemed like a definitive end that no man could survive. Her enemy of course was no ordinary man, not human, very different than the Amazon s other struggles. Now she could see that she had merely caused a delay when she broke him into pieces as her treacherous foe stood in the flesh once more. How wrong her mother was assuming he would never return. He looked different, but sounded the same, giving her the same lecture on humans, how irredeemable they really were. Of course, the Amazonian princess would fight as much as she could in favor of innocent and pure, keep battling to drive the conflict away. However, she didn t know what more she could do to ensure Ares hadn t returned as her last victory had already seemed pretty conclusive given what she had done to the man. Since destroying an evil god proved to be a difficult task, perhaps Diana should impose other punishments for the powerful being s redressment. In the name of justice of course.Dropping the man on one knee, the athletic brunette quickly got to her feet. She used her sword to stop her momentum, flashy sparks flew out of her blade as it ground against the floor. So far, the evidence was telling her that the god of war hadn t regained all of his strength back on mortal plane. Rushing into the place as soon as she was informed on the possible return of her old enemy appeared to be a good idea after all. Regardless, he was still a dangerous foe who had to be handled with care. No, it is you who destroys everything Ares. The tall Amazon claimed. You slayed them all! She mentioned the fate of the other gods at the hands of her treacherous enemy. Not before Zeus put the events that would stop his corrupt son in motion though as the beautiful Amazon now indeed stood confident in front of the god of war. I can see it well. Diana set her brown eyes on the man. You are a monster. Her glances swept her adversary s muscular body, watched the well built man lift his imposing axe for an undoubtedly strong blow aimed at the princess.When her peaked senses slowed things down in the heat of the battle, it allowed a better observation. Although sharp and magical, Ares weapon dwarfed the Amazon s ornate sword in comparison, similar to how his brawny body could shame even the most trained crime fighter. If she were to lower the bottom piece of his battle attire, Diana guessed the rest of her adversary s body would put the mortal men to shame as well. From the leather flaps below the man s waist, The Amazon s fierce eyes moved up, following two burly arms raising the hefty axe high in the air. The more power he put into his swing, the better. She launched her sword into the ground. The sharp blade pierced the very stone and stuck to the floor. When no innocent were around to be harmed, Diana had no issue causing a bang. Olive skinned heroine crossed her arms before her charming face. She pulled one of her long legs back to brace for the impact. The bracelets she wore began to shine brightly to absorb Ares powerful blow and deflect it back against its owner.
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Ares had actually expected to die all those years ago, the sight of the lightning soaring towards him still fresh in his mind. And yet here he was once more, not nearly as powerful as before, but he wasaliveand that was what counted. Still, she had definitely shown him that she was capable of terrifying things and he would rather not go through it again. Being unable to die didn t mean you couldn t feel pain, after all. No, he would have to get rid of Wonder Woman somehow, though he wasn t sure if that was really possible. While not a God, she possessed all kinds of abilities as well, making him wonder if it was even possible to kill her. I did what was necessary to save this world! , he roared as the blade of his axe briefly reflected the small bit of sunlight that managed to infiltrate the temple, his anger only increasing as she mentioned him murdering the other Gods. While it was true that he had killed them, including parts of his family, he had done so in a trial to save the world from an evil they refused to see. And he knew for a fact that Diana understood he wasn t all that wrong. She had shown glimpses of it during their last fight, crushing soldiers with just a single blow right after her lover had committed suicide. He knew she had the potential, but her heart was too soft to understand it would take sacrifices. He knew that, because of her having lived in the human world for so long, she had created some sort of a soft spot for them. And that made it so she didn t see that this world didn t need humans which meant the world didn t need her. Not anymore. He used to believe he could make her see the path to the truth, but that hope had died along with his body from all those years ago. The monster you speak of is outside of this temple , he said as he stormed towards the Amazon, his axe high in the air as it soared towards its target. The muscular man half and half expected her to use her sword to block it or dodge it by sidestepping, but his eyes widened as she braced herself, lifting her arms in front of her and leaving him no chance to switch up his attack. The moment the blade made contact with the superheroine s bracelets and a loud, metallic bang filled the area as the collision created a powerful shockwave around the duo, sweeping the God off his feet. He literally got blasted into a wall and dropped to the floor, his axe on the floor right in front of the heroine s feet, having lost his grip the moment the strike had been deflected.Grunting, the God slowly but surely pushed himself to his knees and then to his feet, standing on rather wobbly legs for a couple of seconds as he tried to regain his bearings. The few armor pieces he wore had been greatly damaged, the one on his left arm now loosely hanging by one remaining strap and clear cuts in the skirt showing parts of his upper legs. Luckily for him, the body itself was nearly indestructible, meaning blood loss was something he wouldn t have to worry about. Still, it was at this point that the man knew his half sister had bested him a second time. A small smirk appeared on his face as he thought about it. It was only now that he realized that they had reached the point where she could try and kill him a second time, but You cannot destroy me, Diana. Whatever you do, I ll keep returning And one day, I ll create a world that was supposed to exist today. It were supposed to be his final words, he guessed, as he felt his relatively weak body was nearing its limits already. If only he d had more time He guessed he'd have to find a better hiding spot next time. So go on. Kill me. See if it works this time.
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Loud bang created by the man s axe hitting at her golden bracelets shook the entire building, dust falling down the ceiling and small rocks trembling across the place. It was a powerful blow only harmful to its owner as Diana s armor cuffs deflected the impact. Amazon s eyes squinted, her long hair strands streamed wildly, muscles in her body fluttered as the shockwave pushed the god of war against the wall behind. Before Ares fell back on the ground, his muscular body hitting at it with great force formed large cracks in the wall. When Diana uncrossed her bare arms, they revealed the defeated sight of the man at her feet. Her eyes looked down at the powerful being, struggling to get to his feet while the Amazon towered above her fallen arch enemy. At least he could have caught a nice view of the Amazon s wonderful legs as he rose up.While the god s earthly body looked roughed up, that didn t take anything from his cunning talk. Diana had beaten many foes. Once down at her feet, most used to have a change of heart below the imposing figure who bested them. Not this one though. He remained loyal to his cause. Sadly, his motives required unacceptable deeds. While he hated mortals, lesser beings, Diana saw a very earthly issue in the man, madness. For a moment, especially when beaten, Ares looked less like a monster that needed to be destroyed as she claimed earlier, and more like a mad villain that needed rehabilitation. Tasting defeat a second time should already be a big punishment for the powerful god, but he might have needed additional penalty for his warmongering.Her hand once again gripped the hilt of her ornate sword as Diana pulled the blade from the stone floor. Sharp tip of the weapon pointed at the man s throat as she drew the sword up. I ve learned Ares. The Amazon began to explain. Building a better world, instead of destroying a bad one. That s what matters. She pulled her sword back, only to swiftly thrust it forward. The weapon went through the gap between his shoulder and metal plate that covered it. A sharp sweep ripped the said armor piece off the man s shoulder. I have no hope you would understand. Similarly, the tall brunette dismembered the other shoulder piece off his muscular torso as well. To fully understand the goodness in humanity, she had to spend time with them, learn their strengths and weaknesses. The strict, confident Amazon used her magic sword skillfully. Not unless you first feel what they feel. Repeated swings of her weapon rang in the great hall. Guilt. Joy. Remorse. Fear. Diana uttered a list of emotions she too had experienced. Every sharp sweep of her magical blade cut a different leather strap, disjointed another piece of armor.Soon, Wonder Woman once again put her sword down. The athletic heroine lifted one foot and pressed it on the man s bare chest to lay her weakened enemy across the floor. Her foot still on Ares s body, she leaned down. Gravity deepened her cleavage, added her bust more volume. Humiliation. Diana added lastly. One strong feminine hand hooked into the god s skirt like bottom piece. The Amazon pulled on it hard, strictly tearing and removing the article off the man s hips.
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He would have caught those legs too, if it hadn t been for him having his eyes closed as he got back to his feet, grunting and huffing with every move. He now understood what it meant to be powerless, to behumanin a way, believing that this was what humans felt during their daily lives. And that included the anger, too. He didn t believe they were capable of feeling anything else and ironically, it made him feel pretty much the same. While his final motive was to build a different world, his means to get there were much like those of humans, who went to war to achieve what they wanted to achieve. Still, he believed he was a lot different from them, for not only was he a God, but he had never started a war. He had only given them inspiration , so to speak, and had left them free to do whatever they wanted afterward.He rose his head slightly as she spoke about having learned . You clearly don t know how to make a sacrifice , he groaned, slightly spreading his arms as she pulled back her sword, watching it come closer and already accepting it, only to suddenly feel it go straight through the gap between his shoulder and armor, gasping slightly in surprise. What are you , he didn t have the time to complete his sentence as she continued stabbing away at his armor, revealing more of his body with every move until only the skirt and boots remained. Really, Diana? Do you really think you can stop me just by stripping me? Unlike you, I actually don t need bracelets or anything of the like to gain strength. Groaning as she pressed him back to the floor with relative ease with her foot, he instinctively placed his hands around the ankle, pulling at it with everything he had which wasn t all that much anymore. While his outfit didn t done anything for him, the short struggle beforehand had already depleted his strength, which only frustrated him even more. Are you too weak to kill me? Are you afraid? What are you waiting for? He wanted this to end quickly, but it didn t look like she was willing to give him that. Humiliation. The word rang in his head like poison, slowly starting to understand what she had in store for him. While the Amazon was a beautiful specimen, there wasn t a single vein in his body that wanted her to touch him in such a way And yet there was little he could do to protect himself. Even as she leaned down and showed him her assets from up close while grabbing a hold of his leather skirt, he was unable to do much else besides pulling at the foot on his chest, though it was impossible to get it off. And what do you hope to achieve this way?" The cold air touched his member as it was now completely visible, indeed putting many mortal men to shame. Grunting, he let go of her boot, knowing it didn t help him in the slightest, and simply stared up at her with narrowed eyes, demanding some sort of an explanation. Surely she didn t think this would destroy him, for he knew for a fact that it wouldn t. While it would definitely be humiliating considering his status as a God, it wouldn t help her case in the slightest, or at least not for as far that he could tell, unless she had different plans.
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No matter what kind, Diana was aware that any punishment she found fitting to her fallen opponent wouldn t mean much for a being above anything human. She knew this visage was a mere reflection of his true mighty self. A mortal punishment required a mortal body though, one that felt pain and pleasure. For a powerful being who saw himself higher than anyone else, an attack aimed at his pride seemed to be a proper treatment. It had already begun too, even before Diana tore his armor off. The moment her adversary lay under the Amazon s boot, tugging at her foot, he didn t look like a powerful god, but a prisoner of the Amazonian princess. On the bright side, he had lost to the fiercest one, and of course, the most beautiful one.Like his ego and self esteem, what Diana uncovered beneath his skirt was immodest and big. For someone who had no business with humane desires, he had given himself quite a hefty tool. The Amazon s judging eyes spent some time staring at the man s impressive member as it was kind of a distracting sight when it was fully exposed like that. Unlike his bared opponent, it was true Diana greatly depended on the artifacts she wore in the battles she fought. They weren t just mere decorations or shiny ornaments. While Diana was still a strong and capable fighter without her gear, stripping them away would have lowered some of her abilities. The princess never denied that she received their aid in battle either. That she used her magical artifacts to give herself an edge in combat. Bracelets of submission. Diana talked about one of them. Guess what they do? Looking down at her defeated adversary, Wonder Woman asked with a smirk.The tall Amazon straightened herself up, pulling her booted leg off the man as well. Instead, her soft hands reached for Ares, grasping the god of war from his ankles. She lifted his legs up in the air. Between them, one of her feet found the man s impressive package. I won t kill you Ares. Diana explained. Like a pedal, the Amazon began to press her boot on his manhood. You ll spend the rest of your days thinking about Amazonian justice. His balls were first to compress under Wonder Woman s boot. How me, the queen of Themyscira, crushed you. The tall brunette lowered her dark brows at the man. Tip of her boot pushed against the hilt of the god s member, bending that sizely organ towards his muscular stomach. Using full force of her strong, long legs would be too cruel, but Diana still trampled on his cock to make her point.As if turning a wide wheel, Diana twirled her hands to roll Ares on his stomach. As the man lay facedown, Wonder Woman took the man between her wondrous legs as the princess towered above her weakened foe. Her feet placed at each side of the stripped man, Diana leaned down. She wrapped one arm around his neck. Alright, up. The strict Amazon ordered, pulling the man up to his knees and hands.
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The physique of his body was never really related to his actual strength, for he usually was stronger than he seemed. Today, however, it was probably the other way around, for his body was muscular and strong while the god was weakened. His ego was still the same, however, and to be at his halfsister's mercy was definitely something he didn't enjoy. He doubted that anything she was capable of could make things worse, for simply the fact she could stand there, one boot on his chest without having to worry about him was probably the worst punishment she could ever dish out to him. Or at least, that's what he believed, for he had yet to understand that in his current state, he could as well have been a mere human. His strength sapped by his own attack and having started this fight in a weakened state, he could feel pain much like any human. On the other hand, he probably didn't appreciate the view of her long, powerful legs as much as a normal man would have."Surprise me...", he grunted as she spoke about her bracelets, though he could actually take a guess. The name pretty much gave it away, though he was determined to never submit to her, no matter what she did to him. She might have defeated him, but he would never bow before her, or at least not without her having to force him to his knees. As she grabbed a hold of his ankles, he tried to somewhat push himself up, leaning on his arms as he watched her with some sort of interest, yet also with clear fury in his eyes. He hated the fact there was nothing he could do about this whole situation and she probably knew that, for she was talking slowly, which usually meant they believed they had all the time in the world. The worst thing was: she probably had.His eyes widened as the heroine suddenly started to press her foot on top of the most sensitive part of his weakened body, grunting in pain as she slowly but surely pushed on, first squishing his balls before gently yet forcefully trampling his dick as it got pressed against his waist and lower stomach, gasping and unable to properly speak because of the burning sensation. It was at that moment that he realized that not only did he have weakened strength and almost no control over his usual powers, but the body was also subject to pain... And loads of it too. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes as he pressed his head against the floor, grunting and groaning as she forced him to listen to her, shaking his head slightly. And before he even knew what had happened, he found himself on his stomach, one arm around his neck as she cut off his airflow to pull him to his hands and knees."Ack!", he wheezed for a moment, but as soon as he 'complied', he immediately found his tongue again. "I'll never submit to the likes of you", he growled, rising to the position she had wanted him to simply because he had no choice, though one muscular yet weak hand was clawing at the Amazon's soft hand in a trial to pry it away from his throat, even though he knew there was little he could do to actually succeed. He could feel her legs against his sides and knew this was a very precarious position: he knew humans sometimes enjoyed 'horseracing', and he couldn't help but feel like he was some sort of a horse right now. And while the riders usually treated their steeds with respect, he had a feeling this wasn't going to be the case here. He could feel the frustration bubble within him and cursed the fact he could only grow stronger because of the hate of others."And then you call me a monster?"
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There was no men on the Amazonian island, but the women learned much about them, studied their anatomy, his weaknesses. There was a reason to these teachings too. Thanks to her deceived lover, Diana didn t share the strict attitude of her sisters when it came to men. She was still an Amazon though. God or not, treating anyone who had a cock between their legs as if they were inferior beings was in her nature still. She was from a place ruled by women. Proving the superiority of her gender had almost been an instinct for the woman who had Amazon blood running through her veins. Admittedly, this so called punishment was not entirely about Ares being her old enemy. In the past, meeting with Steve broke down some of her prejudices, while death of her pilot lover had brought some of it back.After his apparent defeat, the god of war seemed to lose a great deal of his power. Coming out victorious in a battle against him was still an impressive feat. However, it was clear the man hadn t regained all of his destructive strength back in the first place. His body was now easy to handle, easier to force him to be cooperative. Confidently standing up above him, between her strong legs, Diana rose the man up to his knees and hands. She lowered her tight Amazonian hips on his back, straddling the god of war as if he was one of her sturdy stallions. Her arm remained wrapped around the man s neck. Not too tight though as she wasn t trying to choke him. Although her position on top of her adversary reflected her victory over her enemy very well, Diana knew forcing him to his knees was not same with him sinking to his knees himself. He had to accept the Amazon s victory as well. You will. Diana countered confidently when her captive refused to surrender to the Amazonian justice. I ll make you. Wonder Woman claimed. She drew her free hand to her hip to pick the coiled lasso that hung from the waist of her fit body. Taming a god, it sounded like an unlikely deed. Regardless, the determined princess was up for the challenge. The magical rope wrapped the man s neck a few times as the woman swiftly ran it around his throat. She uttered the magical incantation. I compel you to tell the truth! The lasso came to life with the spoken phrase, beginning to shine brightly and illuminate the cracked walls of the temple in a yellow hue. Tell me you are no god of conflict! But Amazon property! Wonder Woman suggested, although that didn t put her magical lasso in motion. She knew that as well, that it wouldn t. But it doesn t work that way, does it? Diana quickly explained. You need to believe it first. Acknowledge it as truth. With that, the Amazon raise one of her strong hands, only to swiftly strike it down on her mounted opponent s bared butt. With the harsh smack she landed on Ares exposed bottom, her golden bracelets glowed brightly, adding more force to her strike. Her other hand yanked on the coiled Lasso, the rope squeezing the man s neck. Move! I want to pick my shield. Amazon barked her command, pulling on the man s leash to steer her defeated enemy in the direction she wished to go.
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Ares knew of Diana's heritage and of their prejudices towards their male counterparts, though he had never expected to be on the receiving end of their rather narrow minded opinions. He didn't realize he wasn't all that different from then, as he believed Gods were not only superior, but also meant to rule the world. Definitely when it came to a world inhabited by the human race, which clearly wasn't capable of leading and building a paradise on its own. No, instead of creating the world they were supposed to create, they destroyed all that lived... And what made matters worse, was that the other Gods had protected them doing it. He would never understand why or how his father and the others had decided to protect them, nor would he ever understand why a woman like Diana, who clearly had so much potential, would choose the humans over her half brother... Because it was quite clear to him that he was right, that his beliefs were the truth.He almost burst out laughing as she claimed she would make him submit to her, shaking his head as a chuckle briefly echoed off the walls, unable to remain completely silent. He didn't understand how she could say such a thing with so much confidence, for he knew for a fact he would never submit to her. It didn't matter what kind of punishment she had in store for him: he was determined to keep at least some of his pride intact. He knew that's all he had left too, feeling her thighs pressing down onto his back as she took a seat, grunting as he tried to shake his body a bit, stopping as soon as he felt her wrap something around his throat."Gah! What are you... Get that thing off me!", he realized what it was the moment it started to shine and fruitlessly tried to get a hold of it, but it was impossible to get it off. The fact he could only use one hand didn't help him either: using both would mean he'd fall to the ground face first, which would only add to the humiliation. As if it hadn't been enough by now.Even as she told him to tell her he was Amazon property, he remained silent, turning his head sideways with a dark grin on his face, which was clearly visible because of the light the lasso gave off. She didn't give him the chance to retort, however, explaining herself that it wouldn't work if it wasn't the truth... Or at least not a truth he believed in."Never, Diana... I'll never... ever... willingly bow before you... or any of your kind", he growled, barely managing to get the words out because of the leash around his neck. Now that was something he truly believed to be true, which was why he could say it in the first place, but his words didn't reflect the current reality at all. The moment her soft but strong hand slapped his buttcheek, he let out a loud growl of pain and frustration combined, trying to somehow lift himself and throw her off, which failed miserably as she literally pulled his neck to the side with the help of the rope.Forced to go in the direction she told him to go for he couldn't overpower her at this point in time, he slowly but surely turned, his knees starting to hurt slightly because of the constant pressure they were under, grunting as he shook his head multiple times in a useless trial to get the rope off his head. He didn't really have much say in the matter and he slowly but surely made his way over towards the shield, sometimes managing to take a small step back, but for the rest unable to resist the rope and the smacks."You'll pay for this, Diana... I'll get you... You'll regret doing this to me... And that's the real truth." He came to a stop next to the famous, ornate shield, his eyes briefly sliding over the different engravements with some sort of interest. He had to admit that it was a fine piece of work, but he didn't really care on the other hand either. All he cared about was getting out of here, but he doubted that'd be possible anytime soon. There... Now get that thing off of me!
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As the name implied, when one had been captured within the lasso of truth, one had no luxury of telling anything but truth. Even when Ares had the woman s golden lariat on her neck, his argument remained same. That surely meant that he really believed himself to be unbreakable, truly thought he would return the favor for the Amazon s treatment. Believing something and realizing those ambitions were two different concepts though, and Diana wasn t concerned by her adversary s empty threats. From where she stood, when she mounted him, the situation was pretty clear. There was no doubt about who had control over whom. Her second victory against this ancient being had been a more satisfactory one. Shattering his pride into pieces was more pleasing than tearing his disguised physical form. In an odd way, it was fun to toy with her enemy. You are both mad and delusional, Ares. The sneering princess of Amazons quickly brushed the man s threats off as she found them empty and unlikely.When she was close enough, Diana picked her radiant shield off the ground. This short travel wasn t the end of her enemy s penance though. Whenever her harsh treatment ripped a grunt from her timeless foe, it filled the woman with a strange sensation, rose the corners of her lips up. It wasn t exactly a heroical behavior, to find amusement in others abuse, no matter how grim they were. Still, Diana couldn t help but feel a pleasing sensation in the man s lowly treatment. What good is a shield without its pair? Wonder Woman asked with a subtle smile as if it was a riddle. No, I need my sword too. The princess suggested. Her tight Amazonian bottom rose up from the man s back as the woman towered on her long legs. She strode towards her ornate blade. While her long steps brought her closer to the weapon, the princess dragged the man behind her, sliding him on his back across the old temple s cold floor. Instead of picking her sword up though, Diana dropped her shield next to it.Her boots clicked in the quiet structure as the woman strutted around her enemy. She sat on the ground, just being the man s lain naked body. Her strong hands pulled the man up into a sitting position just in front of her. That thing is now your leash. She referred to Ares earlier words about her lasso. Pulling his arms to his back, she tied them together while the other end of the rope remained around his neck. Her long legs stretched in front of the woman. When she looked down over the man s shoulder, Diana had a good view of Ares hefty member. The woman draped her strong Amazonian legs over his and locked them in place. When Wonder Woman parted her firm thighs she spread the man s legs with them as well. One of her arms wrapped the man s neck from behind. Her free end ran around his waist and slid down. Do you share the men s sensations too? Diana asked. She showed a small hesitation to just grab his exposed rod because of her Amazonian nature. Soon though, her slender but strong digits closed around the man s thick shaft. When her enemy wielded no weapon, she firmly grasped his only remaining tool. Her hand began to move up and down, her warm fingers brushing along the shaft. While the Amazon s smooth legs held the man s legs, Ares did not have any choice but bear with the woman s touches. Although the woman squeezed his cock tightly, said firm touches didn t necessarily need to feel bad. From its hilt to the head, Diana started to stroke the man s impressive member. If he could feel pain, the god of war could very well feel other sensations too. This one included an Amazon s hand around his manhood as the attractive heroine s capable fingers slid up and down on his shaft.
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He wished he could tell her that she was wrong, that she was a fool to believe he wouldn't get back at her, though at the same time there was a slight feeling of doubt somewhere at the back of his head. With the lasso curled around his throat, Diana on top of him and this mortal body unable to fight back, he knew it was unlikely he'd be able to actually break free. Then again, he didn't have to, or at least not at this very moment. He was a god, after all, so there was little that could stop him from getting back at her once she finally decided she had punished him enough. Still, the fact he was unable to say it out loud could already be taken as a small victory, though he was nowhere near admitting he was 'her property' yet. Quite frankly, he wasn't going to let that happen.As she picked up her shield, he rolled his eyes as she commented she needed her sword as well. He knew full well where it was as she had dropped it near the spot where she had mounted him. However, it seemed she didn't want to ride him there, and he actually had to hold back a sigh of relief as he felt her weight disappear, only to let out some sort of a gagging sound as she suddenly pulled him along the floor, landing flat on his back as he tried to pull the lasso off, to no avail. Whoever had made that rope was a master craftsman, much to Ares' chagrin. He was used to tearing things apart by merely touching them, so this was definitely a new experience for him... And one he didn't like at all. Forced to listen to her footsteps in the otherwise silent ruins, he tried to roll to his stomach, only to suddenly feel her hands pulling him into a seated position. It was the perfect position to give her a good elbow to the face...The thought had barely flashed in his mind or she already had his arms pressed against his back, squirming against her unforgiving grip with everything he had, though it wasn't all that much. He didn't understand why his powers weren't regenerating, as if no one was angry in the world right now, or at least no one besides Ares himself seemed to be."I'm not some kind of animal you can pet, Diana", he groaned, still twisting his arms as much as he could, though he had to give up as soon as he felt his neck move along with every pull. A moment later, he felt two beautiful legs slip past his sides, over his legs and let out some sort of a yelp in surprise as she suddenly forced him to spread his legs, his groin protesting heavily from the sudden pull. Meanwhile, one of her arms took him in some sort of a chokehold for a second time, making him feel her breath in his neck as her free hand gently slid towards his cock.He desperately wanted to tell her he didn't, but the lasso wouldn't allow it."Y... Ack... Yes", the word got pushed pas his lips without him even wanting it to, soon feeling her slender yet powerful fingers grabbing a firm hold of his member. He immediately tensed, grunting as he shook his head, soon feeling her hand move up and down with expertise as if she had done this many times before. It only took a few moments before all he could do was groan as her fingers stroked his sensitive member as it grew harder in her hand, confirming that he could indeed feel the same sensation human males could. That was to be expected, however, for this was mostly a mortal body, definitely at this point in time as had been proven many times before."You... ah... I won't... I can't...", he wanted to tell her he wouldn't bow, that he wouldn't submit, that he wouldn't let it out, but he was starting to doubt if he would indeed be able to hold it all in. And while it was still true to him that he would never say he was her property, he was unable to say he wouldn't allow her to push him over the edge, for he knew that was a lie. Indeed, it grew harder with almost every stroke, signaling it wouldn't take all that long anymore if she kept going.
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Maybe it was the odd aura of this old temple, or the satisfaction of her jubilant victory, or perhaps the amount of time passed since the last time she found a cock worthy of her Amazonian features, but Wonder Woman became more aggressive against her already defeated opponent. Sexually so as well. Her smooth legs locked to his, her firm breasts poking into his back through her armor, she kept stroking the man s cock from behind. It didn t look like her handling felt half bad either. Within her firm grasp, that thing quickly grew to be quite hefty. As much as Diana disagreed with him, she wouldn t have expected anything less impressive from him in terms of the size of his package. Her strong hands weren t only capable of destruction as well. Balled fingers of the Amazon slid up and down on the thick shaft to check how godly his manhood could get. So far, Diana hadn t been disappointed. God or not, like anyone who had a cock between one s legs, getting a hold of that protruding organ was a weakness easily exploited.As her fingers traced the veined texture of Ares excited cock, the woman smirked behind him. In Themyscira, we take good care of our animals. She claimed, consoling her enemy on his new identity as property of Amazons. They serve us well. Among his understandable protests, the lasso of truth appeared to have been ripping little moans out of the man too, if it was the magical lariat and not the Amazon s dexterous hands. Next time Ares opened his mouth to vocalize his inner struggles, the heroine unwound her arm that ran around his neck and stuck her unoccupied hand into the man s mouth. Her palm under his chin, three digits went in to collect some moisture. A woman of her stamina could stroke a man s cock really fast after all and a dry treatment wouldn t feel as good. There were of course other methods to moisten the man s cock. While her sturdy hand moved up and down on her adversary s stiffened cock, slender digits of her other hand slipped in and out of his mouth.Coming from a place where no man was allowed to set foot, Diana couldn t be considered an expert in a game of tease and denial. She had time though, and was a quick learner who happened to have a durable subject to improve her skills. The fit Amazon was hardly done toying with her prisoner, but her hands retreated for now. The woman untangled her long legs and backed up a little behind the man. Taking a deep breath, Diana lifted her agile legs and draped them over the man s shoulders in a sudden motion. You d do well on the island. The brunette heroine crossed her legs like a pair of scissors, pulling Ares head in a firm prison of her smooth thighs. Swiftly, the Amazon lay to the side with an angle, pulling the man s back to the ground with her fit body. My sisters need a subject to study your kind s weaknesses. She claimed. By his kind, the woman didn t mean his divine heritage either.On top of the golden rope, Diana s thighs tightly hugged the villain s neck, acting as firm pillows around his face and muffling the sounds. Once again, Diana got a strong hold of her enemy s erect cock. After the short pause, she let him experience the feel of her fingers around his thick shaft again. Capable Amazonian hand worked on Ares member. Although her strokes began comparably slowly, the woman quickly picked up the pace. She had good access to her old enemy s exposed cock. Jerking and yanking on his manhood, Wonder Woman played with his large rod. She claimed ownership of this manly organ, rubbing it as if she was polishing one of her blades. Yielding superhuman speed and agility, she was used to polishing them fast and quick as well.
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Ares could care less as to why she was doing what she was doing, for all he could think of was how humiliating it actually was. He was a God, for Zeus' sake, not some sort of toy she could exploit! And yet here he was, trapped between her powerful legs, feeling her own assets pushing against his back. While it didn't exactly feelbad, the circumstances just made it about the worst thing that could happen to him. He definitely would have preferred the lightning treatment over this one, grunting as her fingers kept moving up and down his shaft, unable to escape because of her firm grip in combination with the lasso around his neck. He wasn't even capable of reacting to her words anymore, fully focused on trying to keep some of his dignity intact, though it was nearly impossible as she easily drew a couple of extra groans out of him. While he knew it was a weakness of all men, he hadn't exactly been in the possibility to create a body without a dick, though he had never expected someone to actually be able to grab a hold of it.And of course, of all people, Diana had been the one to actually do it."A Hmph!", her free hand suddenly slipped into his mouth and he made a gagging sound as three fingers made their way inside, shaking his head in a trial to get them out. He could've bitten her, but with her other hand around his sensitive member, there was no telling what would happen if he actually did that, so he refrained from snapping his jaws shut, though that meant he ended up unable to keep the moans and grunts from coming out. He wasn't even aware of the fact that she was using his own saliva to make the jerking a bit more fun, though that also meant it would be even harder to keep his composure. He could feel he was losing the fight against his own body, but just as he thought the ultimate humiliation was nearby, she retreated, and he let out a huff of relief as she let go and rose back to her feet. His cock was throbbing slightly, and he slammed his lips shut in a trial to keep himself from moaning, at which he was successful... For now."W... Yo ack!"he barely got the chance to speak as she lifted her legs over his shoulders, soon squeezing his head with her thighs. His arms stuck behind his back, he struggled against his binds, but he was unable to keep her from dropping him to the floor yet again, briefly raising his legs in a trial to get free, shaking with anger as she spoke about him being an excellent test subject."Don't compare me to those insects!", he roared, though her thighs might have muffled the sounds a bit, which possibly meant she couldn't even understand his words. Either way, it had been quite clear he hadn't been praising her abilities or anything like that. He wanted to add some insults too, but his body stiffened the moment she once more grabbed a hold of his still erect cock, kicking his legs slightly in a trial to escape, though her grip was firm and soon, his struggles were reduced to small, instinctive twitches as she started rubbing for a second time."L Let go...!", the pause had not nearly been long enough to give his dick the chance to relax and he almost immediately could feel he was once more nearing an orgasm, the struggles against the lasso intensifying as he tried to somehow get away, though it was fruitless as her thighs kept him in place with ease. While her movements had started off slow, they sped up rather quickly which resulted in his twitches increasing as well, trying to get rid of the tension by moving his legs, delaying the inevitable for as long as possible. He didn't want to give the attractive heroine the satisfaction of him cumming, but was that really a plausible thought? His dick was fully erect by now, throbbing slightly and he knew it was only a matter of seconds before he'd actually come, if he was lucky, about a minute."I I'm... N... Ah... No..."
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Strong and firm, but also smooth and tender, her thighs acted as a pair of delightful restraints around Diana s prisoner. When she clamped his head between her capable legs, she had a strong hold over the man. In comparison to his uttered words, Ares considerably stiff organ had been telling her more about his opponent s status. Despite Wonder Woman s belittling implications about making him a humble Amazonian pet, the cock the woman firmly grasped didn t fail to harden still. Going hard in this situation must have been a questionable fact for her defeat foe, certainly not very prideful. No longer it was his honor that seemed mighty, but his boner. Ares had protested against being a monster when Diana accused him, but at least one part of his body was objectively monstrous. That thing was quite hefty after all, a worthy cock for an Amazon s might. You shall set an example for others. Diana tried to make an excuse for the perverted way she treated the god of war. However, she herself was very well aware not all of her actions were in the name of justice. Arrogant Amazon blood in her veins brought an odd sensation to the confident heroine when it came to the lowly handling of men. Taking what his kind bragged about the most, and turning into a plaything to toy with granted the tall brunette an odd satisfaction. Although she thoroughly jerked her infamous adversary s grand cock, she had no intention of giving him a relief yet. When she was done with that stiff stick, she wanted a big explosion. A powerful climax seemed to be a fitting conclusion for her treacherous half brother.Throbbing of his cock, pulses of the shaft, shiver of his fully erect member. It didn t exactly need a detective work to comprehend how close Ares was to a climax. Apparently, even a god was susceptible to a job that involved a cock stroking hand. Having so much influence over her adversary put a cocky smile across the Amazon s lips. Although she liked working on that expressive cock, thorough strokes of her strong hand stopped for the moment. Y y you. Diana mimicked the man s stutters. You what? Between her smooth thighs, she squeezed his face tighter, let his head sink into her wonderful legs. Regretful? Weak?.. Human? As she listed, tightly clenched legs of the woman didn t let Ares speak.Slowly, her thighs relaxed around the man s face, not before they gave the man some difficult moments though. Diana finally unwound her legs and got to her feet. Not caring about the state of her cock, the woman rolled the man on his stomach. Standing tall above him, she leaned down to free his arms. Not his neck though as her magical lasso still coiled him. Up. Holding the man s leash, Diana pulled Ares up to his knees and hands once again. It was a position she liked men to assume. The confident Amazon pulled on her lasso and put one of her booted feet on top of his back. I compel you to tell the truth! Diana sang the familiar song, the phrase making the rope shine in gold. Who bested you, twice? The woman asked. While her right hand held her end of the lasso, her left swung down to land a sharp smack on Ares s butt. Under whose feet do you lie? She twisted her boot against the man s back. The strict brunette s hand drew a wide vertical arc in the air and whipped against the man butt below her. Whose hands your cock desire the most right now? Tugging at her glowing lasso, another sharp slap echoed across the old temple as Diana lashed the man s exposed bottom with a new well placed smack. Which Princess brought you to your knees?
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If they had had some sort of a loving relationship, there was no doubt in Ares mind he would have enjoyed being a prisoner of the Amazon s powerful thighs. The flesh was soft and he could imagine people were willing to get trapped, but Ares was definitely not enjoying it. However, there was very little he could actually do about it, as his hands were still trapped behind his back and she gave him little to no leverage to pull free either. He was literally at her mercy, forced to allow her to stroke his cock with expert fingers, now even unable to talk properly as the words disappeared into the woman s olive skin. In the end, he couldn t really say much anymore either, as all he could do was making pitiful moaning sounds as he felt his cock harden, feebly kicking his legs every once in a while in a fruitless trial to escape her firm grip.Just as he was about to come, she stopped once more. Mmhh... mmh... mph... he was panting against her thighs, his weak body unable to handle the tension properly as his member throbbed with every heartbeat, weakly moving his hands against the ropes. He couldn t even properly react to her words, only capable of shaking his head slightly between her thighs, a muffled no escaping his lips as she mentioned him being weak and even human. That was possibly the greatest insult she could ever have thrown at him, and it showed as his struggles briefly intensified, though it didn t help all too much. In fact, he could feel he was starting to suffocate a bit, her thighs cutting off his air supply for the briefest of moments before finally giving him his freedom back.The sensation of his manhood made it impossible for him to fully comprehend what she was doing, soon finding himself on his stomach once again. His arms almost dropped to the ground as the god caught his breath, gasping as she pulled him to his hands and knees, but unable to even try and grasp at the tight rope around his throat. Moments later, her boot offered some counterweight, which made it harder to breathe, and the area around them once more lit up a little as she spoke the magic words. H... Haven t you done enough... Diana? He panted slightly, grunting as the first question was asked.All he could think of was the humiliation he felt. Y...You did... the words literally got pushed past his throat, clearly struggling to try and keep the answer to himself, yet the lasso gave him no such choice. He jumped slightly as she slapped him on the ass and reached back, trying to protect it as she asked the second question. He couldn t reach his butt cheek, or at least not the part where she was hitting him, and he grunted as she hit him a second time. Yours... the words literally hurt him, not physically, but mentally. HIs pride was diminishing with every new question. N... N... Yo Your hands... for a moment, he had believed he had won against the famous lasso of Truth, but in the end, he had to give himself away. At least his dick was starting to relax again... Though he doubted that was a good thing: it meant she could start all over again if she waited long enough. Ah! T The Amazonian Princess... it was as if he got weaker with every answer given, trembling slightly on his hands and knees. While he liked to think it was because of anger , it was also because of the humiliation. Shame. Regret For having been bested so easily. H Have you made your point now? You bested me, now stop this madness! It was some sort of a last struggle, for there was literally nothing he could do if she decided to keep going, though him admitting defeat was probably a first. And while Ares the God refused to bow to her, his body already had, his still half erect dick being the perfect proof of that.
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Was this kind of humiliation necessary? Probably not. Was it pleasing? Was it fun to twist the god of war around her little finger? It certainly was. Was it also sensational though, enemy or not, putting an already defeated man in his place? Surprisingly, that was also true for the Amazon princess. Toying with her half brother in such a not so heroic manner stroked the princess ego, filled her shapely form with a satisfactory feeling. The more punishment she inflicted, the darker Diana became. There was a thin line that separated the kindhearted princess she had chosen to be from the harsh queen of Amazons her mother would have wanted her to be. The very earthly sensations she wanted her adversary to experience had been affecting the demi god woman too. As the lasso of truth ripped the egoistical words Diana wished to hear out of the man, the Amazon could feel a pleasant tingle between her long legs, could feel her firm breasts pressing against her armor more keenly. Ares was unable to see from his angle, but an arrogant smile was present across the woman s lips. Where he couldn t see her grin, Diana could see a lot about her stripped enemy. That included the now relatively less impressive cock he had.Putting more of her weight onto the man s back, Diana let go of her lasso. You re learning. The beautiful princess approved. He still had a lot to learn though. Similarly, Wonder Woman had a lot to teach. Her boot pressed against him harder, enough to buckle the arms that supported Ares upper body to stick her chin down to the stone floor. Diana too, lowered herself on top of her enemy s protruding hips. She pressed her own down, to lower his punished butt and stretch his legs out. Once again, the princess grabbed the free end of her lasso. It was a magical lariat with an uncertain length. As the woman sat on top of Ares exposed hips, she reached back to grab one of his ankles. No. I am not done yet. The determined woman claimed. She bent the man s leg, enough to test his muscular body s flexibility. She kept pulling his leg until his foot reached up to his butt. One of her knees made sure the man s leg remained folded while she grabbed his hand on the same side. This part was easier. Diana pulled her victim s hand down to his waist, finally tying his bent leg and wrist together in a strong frogtie. Are you? The brunette princess countered his adversary s question. The magical rope adjusted its length for Diana s needs. The woman performed the same procedure for the other half of his body as well. His remaining leg folded, the rope ran around his ankle, thigh and wrist.Since ancient times, humans had been erecting statues of gods and people of power. Maybe not a statue, but Diana was willing to make a nice furniture out of the god of war. As if he was some kind of quarry to be hunted down, Diana finished tying him up in a reverse hogtie. At least, it was going to be reversed soon. She rolled her prey on his back to have a better access to his manhood. His naked body contorted like that, like a piece of furniture, it wasn t the most comfortable position for Ares. His package was free at least. That didn t last long however. Diana sunk to her knees between Ares s restrained legs. Her fingers balled around the man s cock another time. What is this? The unimpressed Amazon questioned. After all the time she spent stroking his member, that thing seemed to have lost some of its rigidity. A twisted Wonder Woman holding his rod, fingers began to work on his manhood again. Diana rubbed this defenseless organ up and down. She didn t start off slowly either, her closed digits sliding along the shaft quickly to make it return to its former glory. Her snug breasts bounced up and down under her armor as the Amazon swiftly jerked his cock.
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He could tell Diana was entering a world she didn t venture into as much, for he remembered her words well. This wasn t about protecting the weak anymore, or about believing in the good of people. This was something different, something darker. If she d been doing it to anyone else but him, he probably would have approved of it, he would ve told her that she was reaching her potential and that she finally understood what humans were like. But being on the receiving end of such a humiliating treatment only made him angry, though not necessarily with her. He was mostly furious with himself for being unable to protect himself. He was supposed to be the God of War, to be a deity no one could topple and yet here he was, forced to tell his own half sister that she had bested him, heck, even forced to tell her that he wanted her to touch his dick. If he d been able to see the cocky smile on her face, it only would ve been worse for him, so maybe it wasn t so bad that he couldn t see it.He grunted as she suddenly pushed him back down to the ground, feeling the pressure around his neck partly disappear as she let go of her lasso. Grunting, he was unable to take advantage of her letting go, needing both his hands to keep himself on his hands and knees, not even capable of retorting to her condescending remark as he felt himself collapse under her boot. And the moment she sat down herself, there was nothing he could do besides dropping to the floor with a loud gasp, stretching both arms and legs as he suddenly found himself unable to deal with the weight. W What else ah! She pulled his ankle and doubled his leg with relative ease, making him grunt in pain as his feet touched his butt. While it was strong, it definitely wasn t a very elastic body and this position actually hurt. He tried to push back with everything he had, though her knee kept his foot in place with relative ease and he soon found himself to be frogtied. And to make things worse, she even connected his wrist with his leg, effectively restraining one side of his body. And ithurt. This time his pride wasn t even the most painful thing, but simply the rather unnatural position she was forcing his body in.And like she had said, she wasn t done. He was unable to avoid her from giving his other side the same treatment, letting out a yowl of pain, squirming and wiggling as he tried to somehow free himself, though he knew it was impossible. R Release meeeee aaah! he felt her turn him around, putting him in an even more awkward position, his member out in the open, free for her to grab, while his body was now twisted in a somewhat unnatural and painful angle. He tried to twist his head a bit, desperate to catch a glance of Diana as he wanted to try and see what she was planning, though he soon knew as her fingers once more slipped around his shaft. Shaking his head, he almost found himself pleading for the first time in his life, just barely managing to keep the word please inside. No, not again, NO! He didn t expect her to have mercy, but it was a somewhat natural reaction. Cumming in front of her would be the same as submitting to her, which was pretty much the only thing he didn t want to do. Moments later, he was once more squirming in her grasp, moaning as he tried to move away without success, his dick once more stiffening as she rapidly moved over it. With her last movements fresh in his mind, it didn t need all too much stimulation to reach its former glory either. Within two minutes, it was once more standing proud and tall, throbbing and shivering, pleading her to keep going and to finally allow it to do what it was supposed to do.
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While the unescapable yelps and desperate whines of her captor didn t sound very dignified coming from a god, his erect cock held its head up high and towered like a prideful monument between the Amazon s fingers. He was lucky as not many men had the distinct honor of being stroked by an Amazon, but very unfortunate to receive the princess so called justice. Diana was pleased with Ares performance, at least his godly cock s. That thick rod quickly was quick to regain its hefty size, which was enough to impress even an Amazon. Diana s fingers worked fast. Her digits swiftly shuttled between the bulbous head and thick hilt of the man s towering member. On the temple ground, in the middle of the woods, the feisty woman rubbed that big rod as if she was trying to start a forest fire. Given his understandable bitterness, the ancient warrior sounded to hate the idea of coming in front of the bold heroine. However, he should be careful of what he wished.Forearm of her cock wielding hand swung up and down in a blur as Diana used her superhuman speed to pump her adversary s big cock. After another one of her swift swoops though, her fingers stopped and remained stationary just below the head of his cock, acting like a secure collar on the tip of his shaft. Her other hand worked like a small shovel as Diana dug it under the man s package. She palmed the pillows of the man s cock. The Amazon liked them stretched and puffed because of the generous amount of substance they had to contain. Even with his human form, a god should be quite resourceful after all. The brunette weighed the man s balls, her slender fingers kneading and massaging his hefty sack. You owe me a sword Ares. Wonder Woman reminded. When this one had destroyed her past weapon, she was both surprised and upset about it. That ceremonial weapon had been on the island for a very long time. Seemingly, she had already find herself another one though, between the man s tied legs. This one was not sharp, but quite blunt. One that Diana wanted to claim ownership. Do you remember that? The fierce brunette asked. Her digits clenched tighter around the man s balls, squeezing them firmly.Soon, her fingers relaxed around his package. Her other hand got back to moving as she began stroking the lengthy shaft. She was getting more and more used to stroking her new blunt weapon. As if it was the thick handle of a battle axe, the woman held it firm and kept fondling it up and down. Her bare hand turned into a blur along the long shaft as the woman harshly teased that large organ. Her brown eyes remained on his manhood as she swiftly brushed her capable fingers on the shaft. Before long though, Wonder Woman stopped grinding her closed digits on his cock. Instead, she grabbed the god of war s balls again. Her hand acted as a scale to measure what lay within these hard orbs. She didn t handle his balls as hard as the nude tree that towered on top of them. A mischievous grin gave away the Amazon s satisfaction. She pulled her hands from all members of his package. They instead began to scratch and rub his inner thighs to give him some time to lose some of his arousal. She didn t yet want to make that bird sing.After her rough handing of the man s cock, Diana s hands now slid relatively gentler on his bare skin. You are an ancient being. Very old. The woman pointed out her adversary s years of experience. He must have seen and witnessed many things by now. Have you ever seen a volcano erupt? Diana asked, the implication clear. She grabbed the base of his cock and hold that thing still. Leaning in, the Amazon drew her pretty face closer to her adversary s defenseless organ. Her tongue slipped between her soft lips as Wonder Woman ran it across her lips. Her raven black hair strands brushed against Ares skin as her head stood on top of his towering cock. Diana s brown eyes went down as she looked at his member. Her lips slightly parted. Oh, you wish. The woman smirked, but didn t pull it into her mouth. Instead, her hand slid up to the tip. Her thumb rubbed on the spot just below the roundish head, kneading it in little circles. Before long, Diana started to stroke it again. Her curled digits slid on the tall shaft. As she picked up the pace, her bracelets twitched around her wrist too. With the swift motion of her hand, the golden accessories left a shiny trail behind them.
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There was nothing he could do besides squirming a bit here and there, forced to feel his dick grow larger and larger, the feeling of arousal rushing through his veins. While it could be described as pleasant, he refused to do so, knowing that it would only add to the humiliation. She had him right where she wanted him to be, squirming and moaning in her grasp, unable to do anything about it. There was no greater humiliation, or at least there weren t many. But he knew that cumming in front of her was definitely the worst that could ever happen to him, and he knew it wouldn t take too long either. His throbbing cock was pleading her to push him over the edge, to finally give him that final touch ... And then she stopped again. He wasn t sure if that was better or worse: he knew she was just teasing his body, having long given up hope. This was not the Diana he knew, he had never seen her as sadistic as this before.Ha ah ah AH! he yelped in pain as she started to not only weigh but also squeeze his sack with her delicate but oh so strong fingers, her grip growing firmer with every second as she spoke about him owing her a sword. He remembered alright, but he definitely didn t agree with her statement. He knew it had had great emotional value, but he deemed such a thing redundant. He didn t even believe in love between humans, so why would he understand the love a person could have for an object, for a weapon? I I do... And I don t regret it! He shouted in defiance, his voice ringing through the temple as he kept trying to sound like he was in control or at least not completely under hers, even though he was completely helpless.Still, a sigh of relief escaped him as she let go of his balls, only to gasp as she started stroking himagain, his eyes widening for a second as he could feel the orgasm coming. It wasn t like she had given him much time to relax, though the story was once more the same. He was already moaning, almost even mentioning he was going to reach his climax, when she stopped once more, reaching for his package and weighing it for a second time, as if she was on a market and trying to decide if the wares were of good enough quality. F Fuck... Just... S stop, I I can t... his cock was begging for a release, standing proud and at the ready, only waiting for the final order. His mind kept telling it to stop and relax, but it didn t want to listen, or at least not until she started to work on his thighs. And she suddenly started to talk about his old age. He would even describe her hands as gentle right now, but that only made him more suspicious and inclined to fight the lasso even harder... To no avail.As she mentioned a volcano, he nodded at first, only to stop once he understood what she was implying. He immediately started to shake his head then, panicking slightly: she was going for it this time. Nononono, don t do it! Don t you dare fucking do it! He watched her head disappear, unable to lift his own properly to follow her movements. He could feel her breath on top of his member for a couple of seconds, before hearing her speak once more, making him relax a bit. That was a mistake, however, as her grabbing his cock s head with two fingers made him jump , as far as that was possible, soon moaning at her stroking for the umpteenth time, her bracelets leaving some sort of mesmerizing glow behind as she moved. Of submission... the word rung in his head as he realized this was le moment du gloire , struggling as he could feel his body was getting ready to finally let it all out, to finally get rid of all the tension that she had built during the past few minutes.And then it happened. With a loud gasp, which was soon followed by a moan of both pleasure and guilt, the first load of cum was released into the room, pushing it forward with surprising force as he spasmed, the tension leaving his body as she pumped his shaft with expertise, releasing every single bit of sperm he had inside of him at that point in time with ease, arching his back as far as that was possible with everything being connected thanks to the lasso. Nooo...ooo...o... the word faded away as he climaxed, his powerful orgasm humiliating him to the bone and technically telling her he had submitted to her, be it against his will.
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It was an inevitable end to be honest, the cock throbbing and dumping all the load Diana managed to make him accumulate during this twisted session of justice. Even after the flood gates were open, the Amazon kept her hand around the man s pulsing member, stroking it just as fast to add to the white fireworks. Through her firm fingers, she could feel his thick cum moving up in the shaft before it jetted out of the tip. A meaningful smirked spread the woman s lips as her old time enemy came in front of her, grunting and panting like any other horny man while his cock twitched and spurted its contents. There you go. The confident brunette let out a small chuckle as she slightly steered the man s rod back and forth. She felt like holding a pressurized hose when that thing finally gave in and ejaculated a considerable amount of white substance. You don t look that different than another loser man now, do you? Diana finally stopped rubbing his member. Her fingers still grasped the shaft though, the woman now squeezing it up to milk the last few drops of cum out of Ares expressive manhood.Despite his protests, making him cum was a more definitive victory than anything else. Poor Steve would have gotten jealous if he had seen how much cum Diana had squeezed out of her ancient foe. After the merciless jerking of his big cock, Wonder Woman rewarded it with a small massage. Funny. The woman lowered her dark brows, finally pulling her hand off his recently exploded manhood. I don t remember giving you my permission. She got to her feet. Knowing his kind well enough, she guessed riding such an impressive orgasm would be an exhausting act for the man. Even more so considering the uncomfortable position she had put her into. Similar to his manhood, Diana let his muscles relax. Towering next to his restrained body, Diana placed one of her boots on his side and pushed her adversary on his stomach. Her fingers this time worked on the lasso, to free his limbs from this limiting binding. When she was done, Diana leaned down and held him from the waist.No one could argue with the superhuman strength Diana held. She was capable of fulfilling impressive deeds. Being the princess of Amazons and a demi god, the woman could do some heavy lifting. Without much trouble, the powerful woman gave out a small grunt and lifted the defeated god of war. Like the Amazonian woman she was, Wonder Woman picked the man s muscular body up and carried him over her shoulder. To support him up, Diana put her hand on his bum and walked across the temple. No matter how much he weighed, it wasn t enough to give her any trouble, to keep him off the ground. She neared a stone alter, basically a rectangular shaped stone table. Since he was yet to feel any kind of regret, the woman was not done with him yet.With a loud bang, she lay Ares over the short edge of the altar. When he dropped the man on his back, some dust flew up the stone material, glittering under the sunlight that leaked from the ceiling. At this point it was more logical to rename the lasso of truth as lasso of submission as the magical rope had turned into a bondage tool in the woman s hands. Diana tied one end of the golden rope to Ares one ankle. The other end looped his neck a few turns. As the woman stretched the lasso behind his neck to his other foot, the rope pulled his already tied leg up in the air. Diana raised his free leg as well to tie the man s opposite ankle too. After another firm knot, the tightness of the lasso made it creak bluntly. The man s head worked as a simple pulley and kept his legs up. The Amazon left his arms free though as he might want to hold the edge of the table when she treated him. Once again the charming Amazon appeared between Ares lifted legs.One strong hand unsurprisingly found his cock as Diana made it a prisoner of her digits. You said you don t regret? The woman reminded. The familiar feeling of the Amazon s determined fingers running up and down on his shaft returned. She grasped one of his raised legs to push it to the side, although the tensed lasso was giving it little freedom. After a few thorough strokes, Diana leaned in. She didn t give it much of teasing as the woman quite bluntly took the head of the man s cock into the warmth of her mouth. Her sisters back on the island wouldn t have approved it, but she sucked it regardless. Not in a kind way though. As her lips slid on the big member and her tongue worked inside, it didn t look like she was exactly an amateur either. Whether he liked it or not, Ares was up for another round.
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While inevitable, Ares had tried to do about anything to escape her new definition of justice, it just hadn t been enough. At all. From the moment she had crossed her arms to deflect his strike, he had pretty much lost everything: the little strength he had built during his new presence on earth, his dignity, his pride To say he had lost everything might have been an overstatement, but it wasn t too far off either. The moment he released his load had made the humiliation complete, to be honest, the only thing keeping Diana from an ultimate victory was Ares refusal to actually say he was her property and or that he regretted his past actions. Neither of those sentences would likely escape his mouth, no matter what, but it seemed the Amazon was at least willing to keep trying. She kept targeting his already shattered pride, once more making clear he was nothing more than an ordinary man. Panting, he was once more unable to retort, though there was little he could really say to prove the opposite was true. Grunting, she squeezed the final bit of semen out of his cock, soon massaging it a bit as if he had done something remarkable. It was nothing more but another way of torturing him or at least that s how it felt to him. I I don t need your permission for anything , he panted, shaking his head to strengthen his words as she rose to her feet, soon pushing him back to his stomach with a simple shove of her boot. Another way of telling him who was in control. He was furious with the way she was treating him and blazing because of the fact he couldn t do anything about it. Even as freed his limps, all he could do was let them drop to the floor: exhausted and weakened. All he could muster was a weak grunt as she lifted him by his waist and before he could even comprehend what was happening, he found himself over her shoulder, her firm hand on his butt as he weakly moved a leg. He wanted to elbow her, but couldn t even find the strength to do so, and by the time he had actually managed to lift his arm, he already found himself on top of the altar. There was no doubt in his mind that people had used it to worship a God in the past, though Ares didn t know which one. All he knew was that it hadn t been for him.That was a pity, for he could use some worshippers right now, if only to grant him some new strength. It was as if the temple blocked out people s prayers and anger, although it was probably just his own frustration that actually kept him from feeding of other people s emotions. He was too invested in his own feelings for Diana that he forgot those of the ones that looked up to him. Coughing as some dust nestled itself into his nose, he felt the by now familiar feeling of her lasso around his ankle for the second time, lifting his head while slightly pushing himself on his elbows to try and figure out what was happening, he was forced to watch as she coiled it around. Moments later she did the same to his neck and his other foot, effectively forcing him to raise both legs, revealing his member yet again. You can t be serious But she was, her hand once more clenching around his manhood and he squirmed, the rough lasso scratching his neck in the process. He didn t care about that, however, fully focused on the stunning figure of the Amazonian Princess between his legs, watching with an almost open mouth as she leaned in after a couple of strokes. She wasn t going to No, that was impossible: it was against everything the Amazonians stood for. Blowing a man was considered a major sin for Amazons But she did it anyway, immediately drawing a moan from the muscular man s lips as he felt her lips close themselves around his dick, welts forming themselves on his neck as he rubbed it against the lasso, shaking his head while moaning for her to stop. While sucking a man s dick was supposed to be some sort of humiliation for Diana, it was definitely the other way around this time.But of course, his impressive manhood didn t care whether or not it was humiliating for him. It enjoyed the special attention the woman s lips were giving him, once more growing with about every move of the woman s head, filling it up more with every passing second. Her tongue encouraged it even more, much to Ares horror, and he soon found himself yowling on the table as his member started to throb once more. N Not again I I m going I m going to cum
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In a controlled environment, men could be quite fun to handle. An ice cream was not the only invention of mankind Diana enjoyed sucking as she found herself another fleshy lollipop to taste. It was a rather tasty one as well. Not every cock was worthy of the Amazon s mouth. Thanks to the godly features of his body, Ares s member seemed to be big and strong enough the satisfy the powerful heroine. Whether he admitted or not, making love could be infinitely more pleasant than creating conflict around the globe. While she had her prisoner tied up and unable to resist, it was another kind of assault. Actually, not much different from the ones Wonder Woman fought against. Ordinary criminal justice system was not applicable to this enemy though. He needed to be trialed by Amazonian system, although that one certainly didn t include blowing a man as a penalty. No, it was Diana s own punishment, just not the most painful one.Holding that big cock from its root, the brave heroine sucked it as she liked. Ares didn t have much of a choice but to suffer his penalty. Her head bobbed up and down while the strong Amazon sucked the man s thick rod. She didn t take it all the way in, but given the sheer size of the member, not many could fulfill such a task. Her adversary s protests were in vain. Although her ears caught his mumbling very clearly, she didn t bother to listen what he had to say about this rare occurrence. As her head wobbled another time on his cock, that put the woman s sealed lips around the wide head of his erect member. Diana s cheeks caved in as she vacuumed his large cock to thoroughly suck the bulbous head of his member. Her soft lips began to slip up when the Amazon drew her pretty face out. With a loud pop, she freed the man s member out of its warm prison.Sharp brows of the Amazon frowned at her defeated adversary. Diana tilted her head up and sharply gazed at the man. As a means of disagreement, she lightly shook her head from side to side. Her hand slowly slid up the man s stiff organ, her thumb covering the opening and pressing the tip down. I haven t given you my permission. And you haven t asked of it. The Amazon explained. However, she doubted even the powerful god could have a hard time controlling his own cock. So, Diana took a step back, her fingers slipping off the man s bare rod. Instead, the strong woman grasped one of Ares ankles to lift it farther up, easing some of the tension in the rope in the process. It didn t take her even a second to whip her strict hand against her victim s exposed bottom as if the god of war were a naughty schoolgirl, or boy for that matter. I doubt you understand the rules Ares. Diana let go off the man s ankle. You have been defeated, weakened and overpowered. She got to her knees between the man s parted legs. Her hand clutched his expressive member as the woman bent that stiff rod towards his muscle bound stomach. Her mouth went for the pillows of his curled member. She lapped his heavy package some, before she let his cock sprang back to point up again. Tip of her tongue arose between his balls, followed the centerline of his cock and licked the smoother head. You re under my control now. She claimed as her charming face appeared above his thick member. If you want to cum, you need my permission first. Diana s dominant left hand sneaked in and pulled the very balls she just licked into a firm grasp. In an instant, her fingers squeezed his balls, those heavy orbs. Understood?
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He probably would have preferred the Amazonian System over that over Diana. He could handle torture, if only because he knew he was immortal, and pain was something he kind of had accepted. It brought out the best in people too: anger and frustration usually were directly linked with pain, be it emotional or physical pain. He might or might not have whispered things about torture equipment in the ears of Roman emperors and other Medieval leaders. Heck, even now some people would still use such methods to gain information or just because they enjoyed doing it. But this This was something he couldn t handle. His manhood was simply something he couldn t really control. And credit where credit was due: Diana wasgood.He grunted as she sucked him, closing his eyes as he refused to look at her, shaking his head in denial as he frantically tried to keep himself from reaching his peak for a second time. He couldn t really say anything about it either, the only sounds leaving his mouth being the moans of a man who was getting turned on. He hated sounding like it, he really did, but what could he do? His sensitive dick was constantly being triggered by her expert tongue and lips and he couldn t even hope to relieve some of the pressure by moving away. It was only after she let go that he could relax a bit, panting as she lifted his leg, giving him a bit of wriggle space until her hand made contact with his exposed backside, his eyes opening in slight shock even though she had done it many times before by now.She had grabbed his attention though, forcing him to look at her as she started explaining the rules . Grunting as her tongue went from his sack all the way up to the tip of his cock, he could barely contain himself, slapping the table with his hands in frustration and also pain, mostly from having to keep himself from actually letting loose. Still, he d rather feel that pain than actually cum in front of her for a second time, though he doubted that was a viable option. Could his body even handle it? He sincerely doubted it, considering it had failed him a couple of times before. I might have... been beaten... But... Y You ll never control me I ll n never ask your permission for anything , he grunted, groaning as she suddenly started to squeeze his balls, clenching his fists as he struggled to fight the burning sensation she was now creating down there. While the lasso forced him to tell the truth, it didn t mean she was necessarily going to like it. I I understand ! But That doesn t mean I have to listen! , he pushed the words out, unable to focus properly as she kept a firm grip on his balls. While she had given him some leeway by lifting his leg, she had pretty much restricted him more than that she had freed him by holding onto a part of his manhood.He was still trembling, partly out of anger and partly out of exhaustion, his body unable to keep up with all of the stimulants. If she kept going like this, it was very well possible he d lose consciousness in the near future, but was that really so bad? It definitely sounded better than orgasming a second time in front of his archenemy. Fuck It hurts But feels so good too He didn t even know he had said that last thing out loud.
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The impressively expressive cock Diana treated was surely more cooperative than the god of war himself. It reacted to the Amazon s hands and lips quite positively, which the woman guessed only added to her enemy s humiliation. She could almost say it was fun, blowing such a hefty member in an excuse of punishing her adversary, teaching him an odd lesson about earthly sensations. Traditional methods of torturing him not only wouldn t work on this particular villain, but it was not Wonder Woman s style of doing things either. But again, sucking cocks of her defeated foes couldn t be considered a routine habit for the beautiful heroine. Though, she did it anyways. Holding that thing firmly in place, the Amazon let him feel how tender a tough Amazon s lips and tongue could get.Strong digits of the woman one by one relaxed around the man s heavy balls. If things kept going like this, Ares balls would enter a constant cycle of filling and draining. She had squeezed his balls quite tight to kill some of his arousal, just to start all over again. In spite of that, he was claiming that it felt somewhat good. Diana raised an eyebrow at that. Is that so? Her fingers curled in once again to pull his sack into a firm grasp, trying to cover as much area as she could while groping his puffy balls. Her fingers fidgeted against the hard pillows as the Amazon played with them as if they were a pair of round dice. She had claimed ownership of his manhood after all and could toy with it whatever she liked. I m not sure you understand. Whether he looked at him or not, the Amazon s eyes gazed down at her victim. I can keep doing this until these things She gave his balls another distinct squeeze. start begging me for a relief. Her fingers slid up to grasp the base of his cock. Or we can see how many times Gliding farther up, the woman reached at the peak of the pillar that towered between his spread legs. I can make you explode. The woman claimed. One way led to her enemy s frustration, and the other his exhaustion.At least, when she was done with the defeated god and eventually brought him to justice, Ares would have many things to think about after today. Not very pleasant memories though. To add to said memories, Diana leaned over. She once again lowered her hand to the base of his member. Her mouth opened just above Ares erect piston. She had always been a sharp tongued woman who blurted things out. This time, the woman made a display of the literal capabilities of her tongue. Through her parted lips, she released her tongue and twirled it around the head of his member. Circling the tip of his thick cock, she rolled her tongue and lapped the smooth head to let him feel the texture of her pink tongue brushing against her sensitive manhood. To get a taste of Ares excitement, Diana yanked his large member to squeeze some thick juice out of its opening. That stuff didn t linger on top of his cock long though as Diana s tongue swept the substance off.Her pretty face on top of the head of his enemy s lengthy member, Diana pouted her lips and dropped a stream of her saliva to make the shaft smoother. You re already under my control. Want me to prove it? The Amazon asked with her deep voice. One had cupping the man s balls from below, the other closed around the shaft, the confident brunette gave the man a clear, but not so fair order. I order you to come. Diana began to stroke his large cock. Up and down, up and down, skilled digits of the gifted Amazon stroked his member, all the while keeping a firm grip of his balls. She was eager to make her demand realized, and gave that thing repeated tugs.
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He felt her fingers relax for a bit, using the opportunity to take a deep breath in a trial to get some sort of relief and relaxation. It obviously didn t help too much, for she killed part of his excitement simply by squeezing his balls, making him grunt in pain as she massaged them, acting as if they were mere toys in capable hands. His hands now covering his eyes, he tried to recollect himself, groaning as she kept playing around with them, squeezing and releasing as she suddenly started to speak once more. He understood, alright. He understood very well what kind of situation he was in, but that didn t mean he was going to roll over and just accept whatever she had in store for him. And no matter how far she went, he would never bow. It would only build his inner fire, which hopefully sooner rather than later would get extinguished by the sweet feeling of revenge.But revenge didn t seem like a viable option right now. Her fingers traced the figure of his manhood all the way to the top, a slight, silent yelp escaping him the moment she had reached it. Was he scared? Maybe. Not for what was to come, but for the implications. No matter what she did, if she exhausted him by keeping him from cumming or if she actually let it happen, he was the loser in the story anyway. But if he could make the choice, he d rather exhaust himself: reaching a climax at the hands of his half sister He would rather not see it happen again.He gasped and reached for the edges of the table, grabbing a hold of as her tongue touched the tip of his cock, mumbled sounds escaping him as she used it to twirl around. He could feel he was nearing another orgasm, which wasn t too surprising after all that torture he d had to endure, and it wasn t too hard for her to extract a small bit out of the opening with a firm squeeze, making him moan in the process. If only I could Call on my powers the thought briefly passed his head as he barely managed to hold on, shaking his head as she asked him if he wanted her to prove her point. He definitely didn t want her to, but he had a feeling she already knew that. As well as a feeling she wasn t going to listen. And indeed, she soon started to stroke him again, making him struggle against his binds once more in a futile trial to escape his predicament, mostly just wiggling his naked body around. No Fuck, no no no , he pleaded to his own body, really, pleading for his cock to refuse to come, to ignore her skilled fingers touch, even though he knew it was simply impossible a task. He had no choice. He could only delay it for so long, grunting and groaning as he fought against the orgasm, shaking his head and slapping the table as he did so, before he finally couldn t hold on anymore. The volcano, as she had called it, exploded and the liquid was pushed out with incredible force. Throbbing and spasming, his cock forced it all out, listening to the command of its owner with joy as the sperm left through the opening, wetting the whole table, her hand and possible even a couple of other things depending the actual distance. Panting, he lifted his hands and brought them towards his face, shivering from the climax, still shaking his head in some sort of denial, even though it was already too late. S Stop Just Stop he couldn t keep going like this, or at least his body couldn t. He hated the fact it couldn t, for he knew he could ve done so much more if he had just had the time. Alas, that wasn t the case, and so he had to face the harsh truth. This was a fight he couldn t win. Not today.
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The question had received a definitive answer. How much cum could her adversary s heavy balls accumulate in such a short time? Or if the strong Amazon hands could rip a second powerful orgasm out of her bound victim? All fun questions to find out. For Diana at least as she doubted the man enjoyed the woman s lowly treatment. Well, someone seemed to enjoy the woman s fingers at least, given how energetic his cock still was, all things considered. Ares hard member pulsed and throbbed under the brunette s hardworking digits as she made the man cum on cue. Similar to a volcano s eruption, again, a thick stream of his seed jetted out of his manhood. It was the second time the god of war failed to make his manhood obey him, the second time the Amazonian princess made him cum against his will. Diana didn t feel bad about it either. On the contrary, she was quite pleased with her influence over the man. No matter how many no s he uttered, his cock had eventually surrendered to the Amazon.After today, it would be difficult to take her ancient enemy seriously for Diana. The woman obviously didn t hold good feelings towards the god of conflict. However, she used to still respect her archenemy for his heritage and history. Some of the pressurized semen splashed into the woman s pretty face as well, and some found its way onto Wonder Woman s chest, slowly oozing down her cleavage. Being stained by the man s excitement didn t bother the Amazon as she had already proved that she didn t mind having a taste of her enemy s seed. You look quite compelled. The Amazon watched his cock s strong release with a satisfied grin. She actually had to wait for a while until his member stopped ejaculating more thick semen into the air. That big cock wasn t a mere decoration to the god s human form on earth, but very functional. More than any cock her Amazonian eyes had witnessed in fact. Near the end of the man s powerful orgasm, the woman pulled her hands off his package and let his thick rod throb and dance on its own. It was a funny sight, to watch Ares exposed cock wriggle and twitch by itself, only to spurt last bits of his seed. And accordingly, Diana let out a low chuckle at his throbbing cock as it eventually lost its energy.When the man s expressive member lost its former stiffness and rigidity, the Amazon hold his dick from its base again. It wasn t a firm grip this time, but a lighter one. You are not that impressive now, do you? The strong brunette asked. Holding it in her hand, the woman shook his cock from side to side to make it sway and flap. To a degree, when his cock was marked by its own release, it was a dirty member too. To clean it, Diana lowered herself on his rod. His recently came manhood was now admittedly less satisfying to take into her mouth, but easier at the same time. As the woman closed her lips around the shaft, her tongue rubbed and flickered against the man s organ. It felt less like a rock solid lollipop, and more like a sweat marshmallow in her mouth. Her sealed lips scanned his cock a few times before the woman popped it out of her mouth. I trust you will remember today next time you dare to threaten the people I protect. One after the other, Diana untied the villain s feet, letting his legs drop from the edge of the stone altar. Before she could transfer him to a secure place, she still need to tie him up though.Turning him around, Diana bent her weakened adversary over the stone furniture. The lasso of truth coiled his torso. She pulled his arms together behind his back to have them under the rope as well. In short, the golden lasso wrapped her muscular upper body, running many turns around his body. I shall deliver you to justice. Like any other bad guy. The confident heroine suggested. And you have been very bad. Her left hand whipped against the man s bare bottom. Slender fingers of the brunette lingered on his ass for a while as the woman spend some time stroking his exposed backside. Her hand ran down his butt crack, brushed past his balls and slid down his upside down cock. Once again, Diana gained a strong grip of his manhood. She was not only a strong woman, but an athletic one as well. Wonder Woman raised one of her long legs and placed it over his hips like a smooth bridge that went across his buttocks. Her foot stood on the other side of his bottom as she kept the man s bent hips firmly under her leg. I compel you to tell the truth! The heroine exclaimed, summoning the magical powers of her lasso to work. The coiled rope fired up and shined brightly. Before making more demands, Diana began to yank on his cock, faster and faster. Name the princess that defeated you! To stroke her ego another time, the woman ordered. She stopped pulling on his member to land another sharp smack across the ass she had under her leg. To continue from where she left, Diana reached down for his cock again, immediately starting to rub it downwards. Name it aloud! Wonder Woman repeated as she kept milking the man s cock to make him experience the humiliation of coming at her boots. Under his exposed ass, which carried the Amazon s fingerprint, between his legs, Diana firmly tugged at his defenseless cock.
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It were questions Ares probably knew parts of the answer to even before she had started pleasuring him, but there was not a single vein in his body that would ve wanted to answer them Except for maybe that one thing. Indeed, it seemed his cock was very willing to please the Amazon Queen, as proven by the strong and forceful orgasm it produced for the second time in a rather short period of time. Ares doubted any mortal could do what he had done right now, but it definitely wasn t something to be proud of. In fact, it was a skill that made him feel pitiful. Humiliated. Anything but a God, really, even though he was one. Had that been her goal? To make him feel human? Like the pests he despised, the creatures that had destroyed about everything his father theirfather had created? In hindsight, she had mentioned it before Maybe she was just trying to make him feel human so he d understand them better? But if so, it didn t help her cause, for he detested their weakness even more than before.And of course, she had to rub it all in. You don t say? Even as she released his manhood, it still squirmed around a bit, as if it was about to draw its final breath coughing out the last bits of his seed before finally giving up and dropping limp. For how long it could take to reach its full height, it definitely didn t need as much to shrink again. Not that he really cared, he was mostly just trying to regain some sort of composure, panting harshly as he took the brief moment she gave him to catch his breath. Not that it did him any good, as she immediately claimed ownership of his shaft once more. His whole body tensed, fearing what was coming next. Let go Just let go , his dick swayed from side to side as she shook it, which only added to the humiliation, before once more feeling her tongue explore it. He slammed his fist on the table in protest, briefly wondering if it had indeed worked or not as she pulled back. He soon realized it hadn t.His heels slammed against the stone table, his body too weak to even lower them in a more gentle matter, and he grunted as he was finally freed of his binds. I I will , he groaned, answering her questions truthfully, but probably for different reasons than she had wanted him to. He would keep it in mind at all times, if only to remember the humiliation she had let him gone through. It fueled his anger and he counted on it continuing to fuel him for the rest of his immortal life. He was going to exact his revenge somehow, someday, and to do that, he would have to remember this fateful day. There was no doubt in his mind that she too, would remember it, maybe even believe he was now weak, and he knew full well what overconfidence could do with a person.Just as he believed it was all over, she turned him around and started to coil her lasso around his chest, pinning his arms against his body in the process. He weakly flailed his legs about for maybe a second or two, before giving up for the umpteenth time already. He knew there was nothing he could do, and so he wouldn t. All while hoping she would indeed just deliver him to justice , whatever that meant. He knew there were things humans called jails and stuff like that, but did she really believe they could hold him there? Or was she so certain he had changed that he would just calmly do his time? She clearly didn t know that while she had broken him physically and sexually, she had not yet broken his desire to create conflict and war. Their justice means nothing to me , he finally said, before realizing she was sliding her fingers along the line of his ass. He wiggled a bit once he understood what she was going for, shaking his head while grunting heavily, clearly not liking what she had in mind.A moment later, he froze. He could see her lift her leg over his own body, but it was hard to tell where exactly she had placed it with his head pretty much stuck in its current position. There was, however, no doubt in his mind that it was meant as some sort of victory pose One she deemed incomplete without jerking him off. Grunting, his legs flailed around as he squirmed against the rope, grunting as he tried to keep himself from answering her question. The lasso, however, took no prisoners. Diana, Amazon Princess of Themyscira , he mumbled, the rope forcing its effect on him as he winced the moment her hand connected with his exposed butt. It seemed she wasn t done, however. D Diana, Amazon Princess of of Themyscira! he followed the order with disgust, but that wasn t even the worst part. The worst part was that he could feel another orgasm coming up and while it definitely also felt good, it was also starting to hurt, mentally and physically. This body was not yet meant to take on such physical labor yet. But Diana didn t seem to care about that, her hand moving up and down, up and down, up and down N NOOO! and with that as his last word, his cock once more sprang to life, creating some sort of semen pool on the stone table as its contents were spread with brute force. While definitely not as impressive as before, it was still a surprising amount of cum, surprising even Ares in the process. E Enough Besides a slight twitch here and there, his body was completely exhausted, panting heavily as he lay on the table, not even trying to free himself anymore. It was all over for him, it seemed.
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Dramatic yelp of the broken god of war didn t stop his cock from ejaculating its contents yet another time. His member had spurted again for its handler. Above her mischievous grin, Diana s pretty eyes beamed at the man s throbbing member as he spilled more of his thick substance. That last orgasm didn t look as powerful. It was still a strong release, just not as big of a dump in comparison to what came before it. While the assertive queen of Amazons made her victim cum, her name rang within the stone walls of the temple. The hefty cock Wonder Woman claimed as hers wriggled for its owner as the strong Amazon milked his obedient member. Above the floor, Diana rocked the man s dangling organ a few times so that the last bits of semen could drop out of his manhood. Regardless of her enemy s belief, she was intended to find a proper prison for him. If anything failed, she could have brought him to the island, but she actually didn t want him on her homeland.After the final pulse of his cock, Diana pulled her leg off him, setting it next to the other. That s it? She questioned the end of his release. Objectively, Ares had dumped a considerable amount of his seed on the floor, but the beautiful princess was still a hard girl to please. Stepping on the white pool of semen, the victorious heroine circled the altar. Now standing at the opposite side of the table, the woman tucked her fingers into the loops that coiled her captive. She slid his body farther up on the stone furniture, enough to make his head stick out of the edge of the altar. Have you had enough? Even his manhood seemed to be quite exhausted after what Diana did to it. Given how much cum the woman squeezed out of that expressive thing, this however wasn t hard to believe. The Amazon spun around to face the other way. Behind her, her hands held the edge of the table as she pulled herself up to rest her tight hips on the man s back. Her smooth legs dangled down from Ares shoulders. She closed and locked them at the ankles to sandwich his neck between her firm thighs. Like cylindrical blades of a pair of soft scissors, the Amazon clenched her shapely legs to interrupt the man s airflow. Things are different now. The woman began to explain. In comparison to a hundred years ago, a lot had changed in the world. The Amazon and the god of war weren t the only ones with gifted abilities who walked earth anymore. There were others. People were getting smarter, and also more paranoiac. She had read about the special prisons being made, even for the queen of Amazons herself, if things were to come to that. There are others smarter, faster and more super than both of us. The woman suggested. Given the firm squeeze around the man s neck, she didn t expect to get a response from him either. Men are creating prisoners for all of us. Although a necessary precaution, the woman too wasn t fond of the idea that the very people she protected had been designing prisons that were supposedly capable of holding a demigod, just to be sure. The tasteless act itself could very well support Ares mistrust against humans. Perhaps that was why Diana s strong legs tried to stop the man from talking. Of course, no one could really guarantee that, no matter how secure, a prison cell could hold a god for too long. Adding more pressure to her thighs, the woman continued. I trialed you. And found you guilty. She claimed. Eventually, her legs relaxed around the man s neck as the Amazon climbed off Ares s back and the altar. She pulled the man from the rope that wrapped his body, dropping him off the table he bent over. No matter how uncomfortable, she began to drag her tied up enemy towards the entrance of the old structure.
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All he could do was twitch, his muscles unresponsive as he tried to resist. His manhood was pulled a couple of extra times to make sure it was completely empty before she finally let go. He could hear her step around the altar, her voice ringing in the air as she asked him if that was all. He couldn t and wouldn t answer that question, he knew it was nothing more but another way of humiliating him. Not necessarily his status as a God, but his human capabilities. And while he didn t care about what his manhood was capable of, he could still feel a pang of humiliation as she asked that question. It seemed that even a deity like himself would never be able to fully detach itself from its mortal vessel.He felt her fingers slip through the coils of the rope, moving him towards the edge of the altar. His head dangled a bit as it lost its support and he briefly wondered if she was planning on just dropping him. However, he would soon understand what her real intentions were as she pulled herself onto the table and allowed her legs to slip past his shoulders. He knew what those powerful thighs could do from before and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he already understood what was coming. A couple of seconds later, her legs struck like a snake that started to suffocate its prey. He choked a bit, weak twitches in his legs and a slight movement of his head the only signals that he was struggling to breath.He was forced to listen to her, unable to even open his mouth to give her some witty retort. He knew of those prisons, of course, and he also knew that there were others much like them. Still, he took those prisons as some sort of an act of war. He still didn t understand why Diana could see them as worthy rulers over this planet. He was certain that they would turn on her, one day or another, simply waiting for a moment to strike her down and then put her in one of those fancy cells that could even keep a demigod from escaping Though he sincerely doubted if those cells were effectively capable of doing such a thing. Still, this act of clear distrust, this trial of gaining some sort of control over those more powerful than them It only made his beliefs stronger.He felt his body contract a bit as she increased the pressure, grunting as she passed her judgment before gasping to take in the air as quickly as possible as she released. Even a God needed oxygen, sadly enough, and now that he had survived her torture for so long, he didn t feel the need to necessarily die anymore. If only to decrease the time he would need to gain strength. I ll get you back for what you did, Diana. I ll make you see what these humans really are he groaned before landing on the ground with a grunt, briefly disoriented as his head smacked against the stone floor. It was only after she started to make her way towards the entrance that he understood what was going on. He knew that escaping was a no go, with the legendary lasso around his waist, so all he could do for now was hope she would indeed take him to some sort of prison and believe she had delivered him to justice and that he would never return And thus give him time to think about his revenge. Timeskip one year As expected, the humans had overestimated their own abilities. While they had managed to hold him there for about half a year, he had only allowed it to be that way so he could regain his strength, feeding on the anger of the prisoners and their hatred for their captors. It was incredible how many emotions there were in such a rather limited space, but he definitely wouldn t complain as it had accelerated his growth by quite a lot. After about three months, he could already tell that he was getting near the point that he had reached back during the World Wars, three more months and he was at the very peak of his abilities. Finally, he could really call himself a God again and he would make sure the humans would tremble at the mention of his name.His escape had been fairly easy and after six months in prison, he had escaped. At first, he had decided to hide for a bit, make sure his body was capable of wielding the almost endless power the God of Conflict actually possessed while also crafting new, similar armor and weapon. But today, more than a full year after his second defeat to his half sister, Ares had finally decided to return to the temple. Not because it had some sort of functionality other hideouts didn t have, but because of the fact that he wanted revenge. He could've gone out and looked for her, but simply beating her wouldn t be enough: he wanted to do it in the very same spot where the Amazonian Princess had humiliated him more than once. He wanted to see her squirm on the altar, as he had done months ago, beg him not to do it, yet forced to do whatever the other wanted because the body couldn t keep it together, much like he had done. He grunted at the thought, leaning on the very same altar as he briefly thought of what had happened for the umpteenth time already. He had indeed remembered the day.And much like he remembered that one day, he would make sure Diana would remember this one.
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After doing the heavylifting in her half brother s second defeat, Diana had delivered her long time enemy over the men he hated so much. Ares was a considerable threat against humanity and pretty much everything Wonder Woman stood for. He needed to be dealt with care, should be kept under maximum security at all times. Regular humans wouldn t fully understand how dangerous of a man he really was, that this one was much different than the other villains that came before him. Knowing the god of war better than anyone else, anyone still alive at least, the Amazon s consultancy, the precautions she would suggest were all important matters regarding the old god s captivity. The queen of Amazons couldn t have stayed at the confidential location they held the man forever though. She had other places to be, other things to do. It was a mission done well. Thus, the heroine just had to trust the officials with the man s custody. It was a sound defeat what Ares had tasted in the temple. Surely, the perverse treatment he experienced at the Amazon s hands could have ignited a fire within the god of conflict for revenge. Diana thought differently though. For her, what she had done to her half brother should have been enough to make him reconsider his evil deeds. If he had been a bad god again, the Amazon could very well double his punishment. The pretty heroine was confident that the sheer idea of suffering at her hands another time should be enough to act as a second barrier that would keep the man in his new prison.***It had been, more or less, one year. Diana went through several mild adventures during that time. In the end, it occurred to her that her last encounter with Ares had been just another day at work, just another villain to be put behind bars. In comparison to their very first fight, he admittedly hadn t give the renowned heroine that big of a challenge. That being said, that day, a darker part of Diana had surfaced. A twisted side of the Amazonian princess that hadn t showed up since. Perhaps, it was just a quick phase she went through. While no new enemy had appeared to give the woman a real challenge, Diana kept training both her mind and body to keep herself in shape. Thanks to her demigod heritage, the gifted heroine didn t really need to do excess physical exercises like regular humans. Still, the Amazons were known for their endless exercitation, which the brunette didn t omit either.While the established heroine attended to trivial matters, it had taken the people she trusted so much more than six months to inform the program s failure. The program in question was of course about the captivity of Ares. They had since started a second program to recapture the woman s archenemy. It had of course failed as well. And some bureaucracy Diana could never understand prevented them from briefing the brunette warrior about her enemy s eventual escape. Upon learning the news, Diana was surely furious about the unpleasant events. Only half of her anger was aimed at the men who failed to imprison the god of conflict though. The other half targeted Ares himself. Apparently, he wanted more humiliation. The man better protected his manhood well as the princess was not intended to be as gentle on him this time. If her stubborn foe needed another lesson from the Amazon, she better gave him what he deserved. Since Ares had been on the loose for some time, there was a possibility that he might have regained more of his powers this time. After all, there was a reason why Diana had faced him in a rush almost one year ago. There wasn t much clue where he might be dwelling, but the warrior princess had a good guess about his whereabouts. A guess she didn t share with others, just to take care of this business personally.Not willing to waste more time, not to give her adversary more time to regain more of his strength, Diana almost immediately started her rigorous campaign to hunt her enemy down. She was up for the challenge, confident to interrupt his evil plans alone. However, she wasn t aware that his plans were more about the very princess that belittled him and less about the humans he sought to destroy. It was another day at work, again. She wasn t in a much different mindset than the last time she walked through the same woods.Her appearanceremained same as well. Same red and blue outfit covered her fit form, all the while showing off a good amount of her flawless skin. Her ornate shield, blade and bracelets shined brightly under the sunlight, while her red, armored bustier stuck out in the green forest. Her lasso coiled at her waist, it fluttered with the sway of the woman s tight hips. Her booted legs climbed up the stairs that led to the entrance of the temple quickly. Last time she had been here, the woman was almost certain that her enemy was hidden within these walls. This time, it was a mere guess, an instinct. Show yourself! Diana drew her sword as her steps got slower inside the old structure. I know you re here! What did I tell you? Wonder Woman s loud shout announced the confident heroine s arrival, again.
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He had of course known about the humans trials to recapture him, but it had been surprisingly easy to actually stay out of their hands. In fact, with the help of his ability to seemingly teleport from A to B, the agents had never even managed to catch a glimpse of him. He knew how the human bureaucracy worked, if only because he had used it to his advantage so many times before, and he knew that it took days, weeks or even months before the people who were supposed to know, actually got to know what had happened. He had definitely hoped it would take that same bureaucracy a long time before Diana herself actually learned about his escape, but if she ever were to tell him that it had taken them six months and that this had been her very first guess, he d be even more amazed at the human inefficiency.Her familiar voice soon echoed in the empty temple halls and a faint smile tugged at his lips as he walked from behind the altar, the sharp edge of the ax making screeching sounds as he let it slide over the floor, creating small sparks in the process. He didn t move all too much, instead preferring for her to come to him this time around, which didn t take all too long. He could remember them standing in about the same positions before. Ready to do battle, ready to try and destroy the other. I remember, Diana, as you asked , he said, slowly stepping towards her, still keeping the ax low to the ground. He was surprisingly calm, after all that had happened to him before, and he kept eye contact at all times, making a clicking sound with his tongue as he shot a quick glance at her sword. How could I not? a black fog surrounded him as he suddenly disappeared into thin air, reappearing right in front of the altar. The stainsmight be gone, but the humiliation It always remained , he let his hand rest on the altar for a couple of seconds, seemingly reminiscing about their last fight that had ended so badly for him. Still, he knew this was going to be different. And he was quite sure she knew that too by now: the fact he could literally move from A to B with incredible speed like he used to was a skill she had to be wary of. Of course, that also meant he had his other abilities back as well, which almost immediately made the whole temple a danger on its own.But for now, he kept most of those hidden. Destroying the temple wouldn t help his cause, after all. As did my desire for revenge ! , he exclaimed, pointing the heavy battle ax at her with seemingly nothing more but a flick of the wrist. It might have sounded like a challenge, and it honestly was, but it was at the same time a rather clever way to manipulate a thin, iron beam which he moved a bit closer. He dropped it silently after only a couple inches, however, lowering his arm as he did so just to keep the illusion going. He disappeared a second time, once more taking his spot right in front of her, twenty feet away from her, just like the last time. Do you think you can beat me at my full strength, Diana? his words had barely left his mouth or he had already fired a beam of lightning straight at her, not even seemingly having to wait for it to charge up, showcasing that he had gotten stronger than ever before. Truly, prisoners held much more hate than normal humans and it was only now that he realized that it, combined with his own hatred for the Amazonian Beauty in front of him, it had unlocked his full potential. Still, he doubted it would have any effect on her. In fact, hehopedit wouldn t. It was no more than a distraction, a distraction for the beam that crept closer and closer every time he rose his arm. Do you?
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Facing the same foe within the same high walls of the temple, it was almost like watching a movie twice. A movie the confident Amazon had already seen the ending. She wouldn t have expected a different climax to this familiar story. Powered or not, the woman had bested her evil counterpart more than once. The self assured heroine was confident that the day would end with the god of war at her feet. It was still frustrating to do the same dance twice. She was a busy woman, who didn t have time to defeat each one of her enemies again and again. To ensure the man behaved, this time she was willing to double, or triple his punishment. Different to her last appearance, a more aggravated Diana entered the place this time around. She was quick to spot the man as he didn t seem to be hiding. Out of all the places, he stood next to the very alter she bent him over one year ago. Her brows strictly knitted above her fierce eyes, the Amazon glared at her old enemy.The humiliating experience of being milked several times by the Amazon didn t seem to have taken anything away from the cocky god s confidence. If Diana didn t know better, she could have thought this was a different entity who had never met the woman before. At the first glance, Wonder Woman could already tell that Ares had gained more of his strength this time around. Although the brunette warrior was quite fast herself, she still needed to lunge herself forward, push her athletic body to dart out in the direction she wanted. It was much different than teleporting around the place, or whatever Ares was doing. Attentive eyes of the woman carefully tracked her opponent s whereabouts in the hall. Running away from a fight was not the Amazonian way. If anything, Diana would welcome a challenge any day. Hence, the heroine didn t seem concerned about facing a more powerful foe.While Ares gave the woman a small demonstration of his regained abilities, some of them at least, Diana gained a defensive stance in front of the man. I defeated you before Ares. I ll do so again. The strict Amazon spoke behind her golden shield, no fear present in her expressive eyes. She let her round shield absorb the man s lightning attack. It wasn t particularly a powerful strike, not strong enough to penetrate the woman s defenses. The ornate writings and symbols on the shield shined brightly, the impact pushing Diana a few inches back. This time, I ll bring you to Themyscira. Where you answer for all your wrongdoings. Since the officials had failed to imprison the god of conflict, the magical island sounded to be a better place for the mythical being s lasting imprisonment. Diana switched the position of her feet, putting most of her weight on her backmost leg. Her actions weren t driven by revenge, but her sense of justice. Thanks to her superhuman traits, the Amazon had never required convoluted, well thought tactics to defeat her opponents, mostly relying on her reflexes and brute strength to handle matters. She had a simple strategy, just attack.Worthy of the name god of conflict, Ares was quite a talkative person. Wonder Woman knew very well that it was pointless to engage in a war of words with the man. You re getting on my nerves. Keeping it up, Diana slightly crouched behind her golden shield. AAAA! The Amazonian princess cried aloud. Very ground underneath one of her boots began to crack. Since she had defeated her foe without much of a hustle last time, the woman didn t take a different approach this time as well. Her quick attack mirrored her previous encounter with the god of war. Similar to last time, the beautiful warrior princess swiftly leaped forward. Her shield aimed at Ares, Diana darted out like a squeezed spring, a very good looking spring at that too.
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It was easy to see that his reappearance frustrated her to some extent, shown not only by the glare that he had received but her general stance as well. She seemed more aggressive than ever, which should play to his advantage if he played his cards right. Rushing things was the worst thing you could do, after all, and he knew all too well what emotions like frustration and anger made people do: it made them want to finish things quickly. She made it quite clear too as she stood there, watching him move with attentive but fierce eyes, definitely not looking like a woman who was about to back down or who would take it slow. She just wanted to get this over with and go back home or do something justice like. He snorted at the thought, knowing by now that her understanding of justice was not necessarily the same as that of other heroes and good doers. He was certain that milking your opponent and humiliating them wasn't a part of most's definition of justice.As expected, the lightning bolt did nothing besides shoving her back a little bit, which was enough to surprise him for a brief moment. Had he underestimated his own limits? Had he somehow caught her by surprise? Either way, it gave him yet another confidence boost, smirking as she spoke about defeating him again."There is a saying these humans you love like to use... What was it again? Third time's the charm?" he spun the ax around in his hand, shifting his stance slightly as he too, bending the knees slightly while bouncing slightly onto the balls of his feet. While he was mostly a powerhouse, he could be surprisingly nimble on his feet, though he usually preferred using his ability to teleport himself to make sure he was actually invincible to his opponents' attack. For Diana, however, he was willing to make an exception."I answer to no one."He had proven that many times before, including today, as his return was mostly a way of telling her that no matter what she did or made him do, he would return over and over again.As expected, she once more took the initiative, launching herself at him shield first, which was a rather stunning sight to behold. He guessed that she did indeed believe this was going to turn out exactly the same way. Smirking, the god of conflict decided he would play along for a bit, stretching his arms protectively in front of him, pressing the belly of his ax against the shining surface, but this time he stood his ground with relative ease, hearing the ground crack slightly beneath his feet, yet he himself remained unmoving."Has it ever occurred to you, my dear Diana, that I wanted to get on your nerves?", he asked the question quite nonchalantly, releasing his ax with one hand ever so slightly. While he was definitely stronger than before, he knew he wouldn't be able to beat her with one hand only in a simple test of strength, so he needed to be cautious. Still, he managed to slightly shift his fingers, the small iron beam suddenly shot forward, bending it in mid air as he tried to let it coil around the powerful, smooth legs of the heroine to not only limit her movements but to try and make he fall as well as he repeated his movements from before, stepping to the side in a trial to use her own attack against her. At the same time, his free hand would reach for the legendary lasso in a trial to steal it away.
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It was funny of Ares to talk about the charm of the third instance. If she remembered it correctly, the third orgasm she ripped from the man s cock was anything but charming. While the woman was busy fighting, there was no time to quip though. As if she was a little lightning bolt herself, the swift heroine charged at her enemy faster than a zooming in camera. The defensive armament Diana firmly held in front of her struck the midsection of the man s big axe with a sharp clink. Little waves rippled through the Amazon s magical shield. After exhausting the rest of her momentum, the shapely brunette warrior stopped a few feet behind the man. To face her opponent again, Diana swiftly turned around. That wouldn t be good for you. The renowned princess of Themyscira claimed. If he indeed wanted to irritate her by playing on her frustration, he also had to put up with an angry Amazon, which would have been considered to be a bold move by many. Diana had always been a warrior who fought with her emotions rather than using her head. Such passion could both be a strength and a weakness in a heated battle.Behind her ornate shield, the woman reached for her hip to draw her stylish sword. Strong metal of the weapon briefly flashed as the woman raised it up. Not only her strength, but the nimble body of the Amazonian beauty made her a remarkable opponent to face off against. Her shapely physique was as agile as it looked. She sprang up and rolled in the air to land just in front of her muscular enemy, hoping to gain an opening to strike him down, rapid and strong. When the man held a big, two handed weapon, it made sense to focus on his hands. As soon as she landed on her feet, the woman pulled her sharp sword back, intended to swing it fast. Something disturbed her balance and stance though. She hadn t noticed the beamlike object manipulated by her foe. Not until it wrapped her shapely legs like some kind of metal restraint. The metal that ran around her curvy calves caught the woman off guard and threw off Diana s balance. Her sword still whistled as the princess swung it in an arc. However, it was only air what the sharp blade cut through. The unbalanced heroine awkwardly staggered. As she toppled over backwards, her eyes noticed her foe reaching for her lasso. Since both of her hands were occupied, one holding the shield, the other her sword, she was unable to stop the man from picking her magical lariat off her hip.Firm pillows on her shapely backside dampened the impact of the Amazonian warrior s fall. As useful as it was, the magical rope didn t exactly have a mind of its own to distinguish who was evil and who was good. That thing didn t have a fingerprint sensor after all. Still, the magical artifact was too powerful to be used by an ordinary man or woman. Its mystical powers required a knowledge person to be summoned by. Although Ares was neither an ordinary human, nor a stranger to magical artifacts, Diana was more worried about her restrained, beautiful legs right now. She quickly rose up to a sitting position on the floor, her legs stretched out. Although her long legs were quite strong, there wasn t any room to kick the metal off her body. Her pretty face gained a strained expression as Wonder Woman tried to spread her smooth legs. The metal squeaked around her lower legs. Given the high tensile strength of steel, it still required the aid of her hands. Thus, the warrior princess let go of her sword and shield. Both objects lying at each side of the pretty heroine, Diana held the sturdy object that wrapped her legs. Uunh! The woman grunted. Using her bare hands, she began to loosen the piece of metal that restrained her feet.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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He felt her brush past with force, once more amazed by the strength the demigod actually possessed. He always had to remind herself that Diana was not an ordinary human, though her looks probably should have told him as much. He had yet to meet a human with such beauty, after all, and definitely not when you took her actual age into consideration. It was funny to see how humans grew older over time, losing most of their beauty as time passed, while both he and Diana didn t have to fear such a thing, or at least not as much. She definitely didn t, at least, while he supposed that he had looked worse about a century ago. Maybe her destroying that old body of his hadn t been so bad after all...A smirk tugged at his lips as she warned him about irritating her, amused by the fact that she did not yet understand his words. He was using her own anger against her and she had no clue... It was rather pitiful. She claimed to be so great and she probably even was an amazing heroine, but she had still so much to learn. Yes, it could make you stronger, more determined to actually hurt the other, but it also made you sloppy. He knew that of experience: a century ago, overconfidence had been his downfall. A year ago, combined with a lack of strength, he had allowed his anger to take over and try to force a quick decision. This time, he wouldn t let that happen.He lifted his ax slightly as she drew her sword. He had destroyed one before, but he wasn t sure if he could do that again. While Diana still fought on emotions and instincts, she had definitely grown stronger. There was no telling what she was capable of if she could somehow generate the strength that she had shown a hundred years ago and combine that with her weapon. He watched her slender but powerful looking form soar through the air with narrowed eyes, gripping his weapon tighter as he tried to figure out what she was trying to do. He was already moving the ax as she finally got caught by his sneak attack, her initially dangerous strike missing him completely as she fell over. He could already smell victory as he felt his fingers pull the rope from her hip, briefly staring at the mythical object in his hand.He knew what it was capable of and he knew how it worked, but he was unsure if he would be able to use it. But even if he couldn t, he was quite sure that its sturdiness didn t depend on who was holding it. Plus, it was one less weapon that she could use against him, possibly even the one that had worried him the most. He could handle a sword and a shield just fine, but her bracelets and lasso were a different story. Those weren t regular weapons after all. Pulling his gaze away to keep an eye out for his fallen enemy, the muscular god smirked slightly as she dropped her weaponry and started to tug at the metal with her bare hands. That was an opening he couldn t let pass by. Always keep your eyes open, Diana... And never drop your weapon in front of your enemy. With a slight grunt, he aimed his weapon at what seemed to be some sort of heavy chain, possibly from an old ritual or something, and swung his arm in a wide arc with speed and aggression. The metal soared through the air, its shackles making metallic sounds in the process, going straight for the wrists of the seated heroine as the god himself walked over, aiming to place his foot on the heroine s sword so he could slide it out of her reach. You won t need that anymore... While the shield was also dangerous, he believed that a shart point was still riskier than a flat, blunt object that was mostly meant for defense. Meanwhile, the chain would not only try to bind her wrists together, but he had ordered it to try and force the Amazon Princess to lift her arms into the air and away from the beam that kept her powerful legs together, hopefully making it a bit more uncomfortable at the same time.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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The great strength the Amazonian possessed would have eventually let the woman uncoil the piece of metal around her lower legs to free her dashing appendages. It still wasn t exactly like cutting through paper and she would need time. The metal creaked and shrieked against the considerable force the brunette heroine put on it. Her fingers created dents at the spots where she held it. It was an awkward position, and tying to bend steel was a good way to exhaust her energy. While the heroine worked on the makeshift shackles, she kept paying attention to her adversary s imposing weapon. She perhaps couldn t stand up or jump around as much, but if needed, the woman could still roll out of danger. I would beat you with my bare hands if I have to. Diana glared up at the man. The confident heroine needed no magical lasso or an ornate sword to overcome an enemy.Although the renowned Amazon princess could do without a sword, she would have still welcomed its aid. Using one of her hands, Diana reached for her sharp blade. However, something interrupted her fingers from gripping the handle of her sword, instead pulling her hand next to its pair. Instead of her, it was her opponent, who found her weapon, kicking it away from Diana s reach. A thick chain ran around her wrists in front of the pretty heroine, moving on its own to wrap her arms and push them together. Having yet another restraint to her limbs surely didn t make Wonder Woman happy. Uuunh! The woman grunted as she tried to pull her arms free. Linked steel rings of the chain stretched and squealed painfully, but held. Despite being quite dexterous, Diana s arms were not as strong as her pleasant legs. For the moment, the princess still resisted the invisible force that tried to pull her arms up. Fighting against unyielding steel was tiring, making the heroine sweaty. Aargh! Wonder Woman gave it another go. Distributing her strength among her limbs. Her smooth thighs strained and her hands balled into tight fists. Giving out a few deep breaths, her chest heaved up and down when she eventually stopped pulling on her steel restraints. Instead, her eyes threw an angry glance at the man.Instead of spending more time to get rid of her restraints, the dexterous heroine made a move to use the freedom she still had. The nimble brunette bent her long legs back to roll backwards. Leather strips of her short gladiator skirt flipped and the cheeky undergarment she wore briefly flashed under the leather garment. The material hugged her firm hips well. Very similar to her skirt, it was dark blue with a small shine to it. The fabric was quite flexible, just like its wearer. Like a talented gymnast, Wonder Woman pressed her chained hands on the floor to push herself up. A few backflips the athletic princess manage to perform put some distance between the woman and Ares. Since her legs and arms were tied together, tumbling like that was awkward and difficult even for the gifted brunette. Inevitable, Diana fell on her firm butt a moment later after the last somersault she managed to do. Her stamina was high, but not endless. And Diana wasn t exactly using it sparingly. Shortly after the woman fell down, her arms stretched out at the ceiling as if an invisible hand strongly pulled them up from the chain. Rest of her fit form followed the lead of her hands as the man s magic stood the athletic heroine up. She looked up at the empty space above her as the shapely woman forced to stand on tiptoe, her furious expression not matching the elegant form she had.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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While patience was a virtue, Ares knew that he couldn t waste much time. While limiting one s movements was a good idea in general, he knew Wonder Woman could break the metal object that kept her strong legs together if he gave her enough time, which was why he had immediately sent the chain afterward. While it was probably true that she was draining her stamina by trying to escape, he d rather not run the risk. He had seen her struggle in his binds once before and it had ended with him getting ripped apart by lightning, a fate he d rather not see repeated. And when she said that she could beat him without needing a weapon, he was inclined to believe her. She had done it once before, after all. No, he definitely preferred a somewhat fresh but tied up heroine over an exhausted but free one.So he couldn t help but feel a bit of relief rush through his body as the chains found their targets and pushed them together, only now realizing how much adrenalin a mortal body could produce. Had he been afraid of her? Was that possible? He suddenly wasn t so sure anymore and for good reason to: Diana was stronger, faster, smarter... She was simply better than anyone else he had ever faced before, including the other Gods and even Zeus himself. Even though his father had beaten him once before, it hadn t been a decisive victory for the God of Lightning, or at least not as decisive as Diana s last one. And even with her hands tied, Diana was still capable of impressive feats. As she struggled to pull her limbs free, she somehow managed to resist his ability to control the metal, unwilling to raise her hands. Still, it seemed to cost her quite a lot of stamina, noticing slight drops of sweat appear here and there as she struggled. For a brief moment, he believed he had won... But she immediately proved him wrong.With wide eyes, the god watched as she rolled back, catching him completely by surprise and having him let up his attack for a couple of moments. He was amazed at such athletic ability, not having expected her to think of such an escape on such a short notice, proving she was not only a beautiful, but also an incredibly smart amazon. He caught a glimpse of her underwear as she summersaulted away from him to gain some distance, grunting as he tried a second time to get the chains to rise. She had once more shown him that you were almost never done with her, but at least it seemed she had hit her first limit. As she was forced to her toes, he moved in her direction once more, closing the distance with relative ease that she was, hopefully, unable to move. He let the magical lasso slip through his fingers, placing his ax on the ground as he came to a stop at a short distance, yet making sure she couldn t hit him with her feet if she somehow managed to use his magic against him. He wouldn t be surprised. You know... Anger doesn t really fit your face... he mused, his eyes briefly traveling down her body. The last time, he hadn t really had the chance to appreciate her beauty. This time, however, he was determined to take his time doing so. Her outfit accentuated her powerful legs in particular, although he would admit that the chest area was definitely interesting as well. But before he had that chance, he wanted to know if the lasso worked on its usual wielder. He walked around the heroine with confident steps, making sure he kept some sort of pace going just in case she managed to break out. Finally, he closed the distance as he came up close behind her, now aiming to tie the magical object around the woman s wrists. What were the words again? He paused for a couple of moments, trying to remember the sentence she had uttered a year go. It wasn t a particularly hard thing to say, but he had a feeling it had to be correct. I compel you to tell the truth he finally spoke and the lasso reacted, for the first time in a year filling the dark temple with a golden hue. However, that didn t mean it worked of course: you never knew if she had some sort of resistance. Tell me, Diana... What did you think when your beloved boyfriend killed himself? He was quite sure that was a question that went deep, deep enough to make her want to lie, to make her want to tell him that he was a hero and nothing more. But he was quite sure there was more to it, that she believed there to be some sort of selfishness in there. Do you believe that their new maximum security jails are only meant to protect themselves, or do you fear betrayal? Still, while both questions weren t foolproof, he hoped it would at least somehow show that it worked on her. He already knew her name, her homeland, her parents... So this was pretty much all he had... for now. He was determined to use it in the near future like she had done, to force her to admit that she had lost to him. But for that to happen, he would have to actually beat her, and he doubted she believed she had lost just yet.But he could as well start... He rose his big, powerful hand and aimed to smack her on the ass, if only to test her reactions. Sure, she wasn t naked yet, but the moment he knew the lasso actually worked, he would change that.
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