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Her arms and legs immobilized, it was definitely a difficult situation for the acclaimed heroine. After all, if she couldn t move her pretty legs or swing her capable hands, she couldn t be so wonderful. Looking down at her feet, only to see a sturdy beam wrapping her lower legs, looking up above, only to find a stubborn chain to keep her arms together Diana still fought against her restraints, wriggling in place, squirming on the tips of her boots like an elegant ballerina. Clear frustration kept dominating her pretty face, her lips narrowed, her dark brows knitted. Aaargh! The warrior princess tried to pull her hands down, fighting against the magical force that held them up. Her arms vigorously shaking, her tied hands slowly began to move down. Just when the strong heroine managed to lower her hands a couple of inches down, her muscles finally gave in and her dexterous hands darted up to their initial position, leaving the woman panting. It was smarter to save her energy at the time, but she was too stubborn to even momentarily accept her fate.Where she couldn t use her pretty sword, Diana s sharp gazes pierced the man. She held her breath, once again struggling against her adversary s magic, this time however her hands didn t move an inch and her efforts didn t do much other than giving her face a red shade. Quite fatigued, Diana watched the man come closer. She could see Ares unwinding her own lasso, dragging the free end of the golden rope across the floor with the unhurried steps he took. Don t you dare. Wonder Woman advised. For many years, the bright artifact had been a trademark weapon for her. She had used her lasso in many adventures, so she knew its magical powers very well, more than anyone else. Still, the woman had never experienced how it felt to be on the receiving end of her lasso s firm grip. As if the chains weren t enough, soon, her own magical lariat wrapped her wrists as well. She knew it was pointless to fight against the lasso of truth as its unbreakable grasp was not about sheer muscle strength. Being the unyielding queen of Themyscira though, she still refused to just stand still. Using great force, Diana tried to split her hands, to overpower the magical object that held them. It was a hopeless struggle as the woman felt her remaining energy leave her body, her own lasso draining the rest of her vigor. If not for the god of war s magic that held her up, she would have collapsed in short.As long as its wielder held the necessity strength and knew the right words to utter, Wonder Woman s magic lasso didn t really care who held it. As the man spoke the words, the glowing rope didn t shy away to work against its former mistress. Through her parted lips, a pair of pliers pulled the words out of the Amazon s tongue. Betrayed The brunette warrior voiced her concern about Steve s sacrifice. It should have been someone else. It had never occurred to her that the god of conflict was interested in the untimely passing of the woman s so called boyfriend. Regardless, bringing up his death was an easy way of making her emotional. Something she did differently could have saved her love interest. There was a more straightforward answer to Ares next inquiry. I fear no manmade prison. Amazons shall be ready If things didn t go well with humans in the end, if they proved Ares right, Themyscira would wage war against humans. Yours had been made for me. Diana admitted. The prison they put Ares in was initially designed to hold his half sisters.Once she regained the control of her tongue, Diana asked. What are you trying to accomplish? Leather straps of her short skirt did their job and damped some of the impact of the man s strong smack. The brave Amazon gave out no shriek that would satisfy her opponent. The impact clenched her eyes though as the woman gave a snort of mild pain. Her hips swung back and forth one time as his sturdy hand slightly pushed her body forward. Careful. The Amazon warned the man. Laying one s hands on the Queen of Amazons, it was a bold move, even for a god.
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It was almost a miracle, seeing her fight against his magic and actually managing to win, if only for a brief moment. He could tell she was getting exhausted, tiring herself out simply because she didn't want to admit that she'd been put in a difficult position, one she might not even escape from as long as Ares played his cards right. In this case, that meant being wary of Wonder Woman at all times and thus, treading with care. Still, to hear her pant made him confident that this was too much of an obstacle for even a renowned heroine such as Diana. In all honesty, it had gone better than he had expected it to go: she was doing most of the work for him by tiring herself out. But even then she still managed to make a shiver run down his spine with a simple stare. If looks could kill, he would've been done for, but luckily for him, they didn't really do much besides possibly intimidate you or sway you. He wasn't going to let either of those options happen to him.As he slowly walked around her, he took note of the clear signs of exhaustion and overexertion."Why not? Afraid of what I'm going to ask?", he asked, her empty threat strengthening his belief that the lasso didn't care who actually held onto it. It was a rather curious thing, for he had expected the creator to have thought of the item falling in the wrong hands. Maybe it had been impossible, maybe he or she had simply forgotten but he was definitely grateful for it. Still, he decided to test it nonetheless, watching her struggle one final time as she fought her own unbreakable lasso with little success. It seemed she had completely drained herself, an event he would definitely take full advantage of. He knew that exhaustion made it harder to actually fight the lasso, a fact evident from the fact the woman's pretty lips parted almost the moment he had finished his question. As expected, she didn't completely feel like the man was a hero in his own right. Was that an interesting fact to him? Definitely. If you could turn people on those they loved, it was so much easier to corrupt them, to make them believe the whole world was evil. How many women and men had he not swayed with his words right after a heartbreak? They were definitely the easiest prey.Diana, however, was for sure the hardest one. In fact, he doubted he'd be able to ever break her, just like she had never managed to make him break."Let me tell you, you would've escaped. They have no clue what we are capable of. Hence why they are not fit to lead this world", he mused, listening to her words and briefly tilting his head as she spoke about the prison having been made for Wonder Woman in the first place."Still... Don't you think that's an even worse betrayal than Steve's? To build a prison for the supposed heroine?", he asked, his words almost as sweet as honey as he whispered the words into her ear to add to the dramatic effect. He was sure the Amazons would be ready, but would that be enough? They would be severely outnumbered... The thought of his archenemy's kind disappearing sounded like music to his ears. Still, he doubted it would ever happen. Amazons should never be underestimated."Many things... Revenge, mostly. Satisfaction, maybe. The truth, for sure", the sturdy god replied as she asked him about his goals. He wasn't really sure what his real target was, but anything that had to do with getting back at the brunette was probably a correct answer. Her soft reaction to the slap made him smile: she was trying to stay strong, but he knew she couldn't keep that up forever. He would make sure of that. With care, he removed the lasso from around her wrists, careful not to touch the chains to avoid giving her some wiggle space."Don't worry... I have no desire to kill you. Yet", he said as he shifted the spell on the chains to make them reach for the ground with a harsh pull, forcefully trying to get the superheroine to her knees and hands. Still standing behind her, he slowly moved to stand above her, his legs near her flanks as he reached forward, trying to coil the mythical object around the woman's neck. What better way to make her understand what he had in store for her than to simply repeat her own moves?"Do you think it's more fun as the horse?"
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No matter what words the magical lasso made her utter, Diana held no desire to abandon her heroic duties and join her half brother in this cruel, long term plan of his. Neither mentally, nor physically, the Amazon warrior was not so easily broken. When it came to her understanding of justice, what was right or wrong, the brunette princess had a thick head, difficult to backpedal. Her pointless struggles against the multiple restraints had exhausted most of her stamina, but her spirit remained in place, unphased by the fight. You should know of betrayal more than anyone Ares. The short tampered Amazon claimed. During his violent rebellion, many of his own kin had died at the hands of the god of war. You ll answer for your treachery. Mark my words The wonderful Amazonian woman confidently claimed, using her little freedom to jolt her body slightly forward to give her suggestion more emphasis. The princess did not fear death, and also doubted the man would murder her. Whom else would he complain to about the so called malevolent nature of humans if she were gone?Being the experienced warrior she was, although being quite fatigued, Diana was in a constant search for a weakness, an opportunity to undo the man s binding. If her legs hadn t been detained from freedom, the dignified heroine wouldn t have minded testing the integrity of Ares balls with a low blow kick. She was definitely an opponent who had to be handled with care. It was smart of Ares to not lower his guard down. With Diana, everything was possible. She was called Wonder Woman for a reason. This gal was certainly more than a pretty face. At the same time, the shapely heroine had to admit that some of the artwork, which portrayed the woman, exaggerated some of the features the pretty Amazon had. Particularly, her bust. However, when her armor piece pushed and pressed her breasts together to give these fruits more heft, she could kind of see the reason behind it. And it wasn t like those kindly artists were able to take a peek at the heroine without her outfit.Satisfaction through revenge. It was a concerning thought for a tied woman. Given what Diana had done to the man during their previous encounter, she could think of a few worrying activities Ares might have on his mind. She still repelled the thoughts. Her half brother was no human after all, and going for a sweet revenge would be an earthly sensation. It was a relief to feel the lasso leaving her wrists. However, its new spot was going to be equally frustrating. As if her athletic body weighed more than a ton, the man s magic pulled the heroine down on her knees with a loud bang. Umph! The strong impact shook her body. After she sunk to her lovely knees, her upper body was forced to lean down as well, leaving her chained hands to support her torso. Her own magical lasso acted as a yellow collar as the man wrapped it around her neck. Next to her superhuman feats, the demigod still needed to breathe air. Diana coughed a few times against the pressure on her throat. Her first instinct was to draw her hands to her neck to ease some of the tension, something she wasn t able to do. What horse? Diana managed to question between her coughs.
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As expected, Diana remained loyal to her cause and her beliefs. He would never understand them, if only because of what she had recently told him about the prison having been made for her. Still, it was to be expected. He really didn t expect her to bow down and throw away her beliefs, unlike the Diana from a year ago, who had seemed determined to try and make him see he was doing it wrong. In the end, it had only strengthened his beliefs, but more importantly, a desire for revenge. I didn t betray anyone. The humans betrayed our father, but he was too blind to see it. They were doubting their faith, destroying his world , he clenched his muscular fist as he thought about it, briefly tightening the chains around her wrists before lowering the pressure again. He had to be careful not to lose control, knowing she d take advantage of anything she could get. And even though she was exhausted, he needed to be wary of her exceptional abilities. Gods and Demigods should never be underestimated. He had seen some of the artwork as well, picturing the woman during her heroic deeds or sometimes just some sort of portrait. Still, none seemed to really do her justice. She was definitely more beautiful in the flesh, although he would admit that her breasts were probably a bit smaller than they were usually depicted in paintings and drawings from her fans. He supposed it was because of the outfit Another reason to take it off , the thought briefly passed his mind, a small smile tugging at his lips. Time to actually take it all out , he thought as she dropped to her knees, her hands soon following suit before clawing at the magical object that he had now coiled around her neck. The sounds she made every time she impacted the floor were music to his ears, his thirst for getting back at her for what she had put him through clearly showing as he now stood over her, clenching his legs to squeeze at her sides. He watched her struggle for a couple of extra seconds before finally widening the gap of the rope around her neck to give her the chance to breath, yet keeping it narrow enough to keep her from pulling it over her head. The one that brings you to your sword , he replied calmly, letting the words sink in as he looped the rope around his hand a couple of times. He finally dropped his butt down onto the pretty Amazon s back, keeping the pressure up with his legs as if he was worried she d throw him off if he didn t do that. In reality, he was mostly just doing that to assert some sort of dominating position. Once seated, he briefly shot a glance at her powerful legs and arms. He wondered if he had to remove the binds that kept her limbs from moving properly, before deciding against it. He didn t want her to be able to move her hands or legs freely. Unlike Ares, she was still able to fight back But not for long. He would make sure of that. So let s go, shall we? he pulled the rope in the direction of the sword, his free hand briefly soaring through the air before once more colliding with the leather skirt to spur her on to start moving in the direction of her own sword. He knew it wouldn t be easy considering she still had her wrists and calves tied together, but he had never intended to make it easy on her. She would have to go slower than he had gone a year ago, but that wasn t necessarily a bad thing: this gave him the time to enjoy it for a longer period of time. And with her hands chained together and a rather heavy god on her back, he doubted she d be able to grab a hold of her sword and use it the way you were supposed to handle such a weapon. Still, he supposed he couldn t take any risks with a heroine like Diana. Grunting, he used his free hand to pull a heavy looking iron bar down from the ceiling, dropping it on top of the sword s blade as the temple seemingly shook for a brief moment. Move it , satisfied, his strong hand found its way back to her butt with even more strength as before, still trying to steer her in the direction of the sword.
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The magical lasso that firmly hugged her neck worked in mysterious ways. Her brief battle against the man had already caused the brave heroine to spend some of her godly stamina, but the rest she felt to be siphoned away from her shapely body by the golden rope. If the object remained on her neck a little longer, that would undoubtedly take all of her might away. Only the physical part though as Diana s willpower was not bound to the material strength of her body. Even before the man sat on her, the woman already felt like she carried a big load on her back. As expected from someone of Ares beefy physique, he wasn t a light person, adding more to the princess burden. The more difficult part of carrying the man was not his weight though, but to maintain her balance as her limbs were stuck together. Although it wasn t much different from what she did to the god of ward a year ago, irritation filled Diana s already fierce eyes regardless. She was the queen of Themyscira, not a pretty mare to be mounted. Albeit, she more looked like a bad tampered dog while snarling at her adversary. The woman wasn t kind of warrior who would take defeat lightly.Being the one her knees and hands was definitely less comfortable for the heroine. Because of the pair s size difference in width, she doubted the man had the same comfort Diana had a year ago while riding her defeated enemy as well. Although Diana didn t know the exact spot where the man kicked her sword at not too long ago, the distinct shine of the woman s chic weapon made it easy to spot it in the old temple. The simple act of grabbing her blade had never been a more tedious task for the beautiful warrior princess. Grrr. The brunette fighter growled at the man s command. For a moment, she looked down at her bound arms. Her restraints didn t make it easy to crawl across the dusty ground. However, she saw no point in complaining, since the woman doubted her enemy cared about the difficulty of the task. If anything, he would be amused by her struggles. You ll pay for your blasphemy. Diana claimed, her voice coming out deeper because of the rope on her throat. Quite awkwardly, Diana spun her body to face the right direction. The nimble heroine couldn t move so swift though. Under the limiting circumstances, she steered like a cargo boat, a heavy ship with a nice stern. Umph. The pretty heroine sealed her lips, the smack she received to her shapely bottom forcing a breeze of warm air out of her nostrils. The brave Amazon had no intention of entertaining her enemy s ears by girly shrieks one could rip from a naughty school girl. Her sisters back on the island wouldn t have approved such a thing. As she got more tired however, worn to a frazzle, keeping the confident, tough hero mask would become more difficult for Diana. In the meantime, it was clear what Ares wanted. After his sound defeat, he seemed to be willing to mirror the events of their previous encounter as if that would undo all the things Diana did to the powerful god of war. If you want to relive the past Ares The brunette warrior reminded. Even short sentences were difficult to form without a little struggle and panting for the woman. I might take you to that altar again. The assertive brunette suggested. If she could turn back time, she would have given the whole temple a white paintjob using Ares cock.Hopefully, the man was not in a hurry as the swift heroine crawled at a snail s pace. Considering her bound legs and arms, she couldn t have darted out like a nimble hound. It was a big chore to move like this for the gifted crime fighter. Brushing her smooth legs and capable arms against each other, every step she took only pushed Wonder Woman a few inches forward, her shapely rump swaying behind her and her firm body twitching under the weight of the man. Just because she didn t move fast didn t mean it was easy though. On the contrary, these baby steps were tiring the already fatigued Amazon greatly. Her frustration competed her lassitude when Diana finally reached her sword. Her lips remained parted as the woman panted for air. Her breath brought a sharp squeal out of the brave heroine the next time Ares hand slammed against her wonder butt. Oww! Diana yelped as her strained arms trembled next to her pinned sword.
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Even Ares hadn t known about the energy draining ability the lasso had, if only because he hadn t really had much energy left when he d been put under its spell. Either way, it played to his advantage, definitely when taking into consideration he wasn t planning on removing the rope anytime soon. Or at least not until they had reached the sword. It wasn t even that far purely based on the distance, but the moment he dropped his muscular body on top of the heroine s back, he could already tell it was going to take a while. Not that he cared: he had all the time in the world now that he was in control. Or at least he had more time than before. He doubted she had warned anyone, Diana had a certain pride, and under the current circumstances, there was little she could do besides following the order he gave out. He could tell she was not amused, but that was the whole point. He wanted her to feel what he had felt a year ago, to understand the humiliation she had put him through, and what better way to do that than to return the favor? I didn t know you preferred to be a growling dog The slave of the humans. Though I suppose that s what you are too, in a way While she definitely had a mind of her own, he felt like she was a bit of a pet to the humans who would only ask for her help whenever they couldn t handle the situation themselves. Most of the time, she was pretty much their last hope, and thanks to Wonder Woman s love for humanity, she always fell for their petty words. He was quite sure today had been no different Except for the fact that this time, he was going to be the master and not those foolish humans she cared about so much. Hah! You talk about blasphemy to a God? A god who never received the same love or care as his fellow deities? , he shook his head as a low chuckle escaped him. If anything, he was being the good guy here, trying to reinstate the good old days when the gods had actually meant something. And like he was trying to steer the world in that direction, he steered Diana in a direction as well, feeling her move between his powerful legs with difficulty. Not so agile now, are we? , he taunted, patting her on the head like a human would to his dog.As they slowly but surely made their way towards the altar, he let out a growl at the mention of the altar, briefly increasing the pressure on her sides to try and squeeze the air out of her for even only a moment. Don t worry We ll get back there eventually , he grunted, remembering what had happened the last time on that altar all too well. It had been the most humiliating part of them all, that was for sure, with her forcing him to have an orgasm multiple times and denying him a couple of others as well. Save your breath. You ll need it soon enough , he added, noticing that the heroine was panting heavily by now, barely capable of forming a sentence. The lasso probably didn t help either, though that was probably a good thing: he d rather not have her repeat last year s events too many times. It still stung but he was determined to change that feeling of humiliation in something different, something more positive. And yet, he could feel himself get harder as her body clearly struggled with the weight and the exhaustion, a smile of satisfaction on his face as she let out a yelp of protest as his hand found its target. I thought Amazons weren t supposed to show signs of weakness in front a man? , he asked gleefully as he finally closed his fingers around the handle of Diana s sword, a flick of the wrist removing the bar and making it possible to actually hold the weapon the way one was supposed to. He briefly rose to his feet, inspecting the sword in his hands while keeping both legs pressed against the heroine s sides, coiling the rope around his wrist so he didn t have to hold it permanently. Great craftsmanship Shouldn t be a problem to cut through leather he said, the tip of the sword hovering right above her flesh. To tease her, he gently touched some bared skin between her skirt and her bustier, wondering what the effect of the sudden cold metal would be. A moment later, he made a clean, vertical cut through the skirt s leather waistband to reveal her undergarments and even more of her beautiful and powerful thighs as the skirt was forced to fall open . He was careful not to hurt the heroine herself if only to keep her intact for the main event.Leaving her firm butt for what it was, for now, he sat back down and put his full weight on her back, his fingers now sneaking towards the strong hooks that kept her bustier in place. Teasingly slow, the god of conflict loosened them one by one, holding on for an extra moment or two before finally releasing it, dropping it onto the ground as well and revealing a stunning backside. His hands gently sliding over said back, he gave her some sort of massage, smiling faintly. We re going to have some fun together, don t you think? , he asked, once more grabbing a hold of the magic lasso and giving it a short, but heavy pull to jerk her awake , so to speak. Meanwhile, he also lifted his feet off the ground to increase the pressure on her already trembling body even more, a small bulge forming itself in his pants.
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This victory over the strong heroine had made Ares a more talkative man. His words stung Diana as sharp as a blade would. The confident princess was not used to defeat, and her situation right now couldn t be considered a victory. Her Amazonian body could withstand quite a beating. However, her arrogant mind didn t have the same level of endurance when it came to mockery. Her godly superhuman powers needed a recovery, a nice rest before she could perform any of her hero stunts again. Right now, the powerful warrior princess felt like a regular human, albeit quite a charming one. As the man mounted her like a pony, her body failed to resist against her adversary s lowly treatment, but certainly reflected her frustration and anger very well. Her bracelet could destroy the chains easily, if they had absorbed an upcoming powerful attack. Now though, they were no different from an ornate decoration around her wrists. The god of war seemed to have learned how to war against an Amazon in the end.In comparison to her magical lasso, her sword was a more straightforward weapon in Wonder Woman s arsenal. The blade was a fine example of godly craftsmanship. It did what it was supposed to do very well, cutting and piercing. Diana had used her ornate sword to scratch enemies even tougher than an Amazon. Enchanted with ancient magic, the woman knew the capabilities of her weapon s sharp edge very well, that it could cut her smooth skin like a hot knife through butter. Feeling the chill metal on her smooth skin tensed the woman s muscles, a sudden jolt jerking her shapely body. Other than that, she tried to stand still. It wasn t a good idea to squirm around when the man held her sharp sword that close to her fit form. Her delightful lips still moved up and down to talk. It s been forged to slay the ones like you. Diana lowered her brows, explaining the purpose of the cutting tool. As expected, leather of her skirt was no match for the heroine s sharp blade. Shiny metal glided across her skirt, cutting the fabric open with trivial effort. Her skirt slid down her smooth hips, sailing down to the floor. You won t get away with this. Diana narrowed her mouth in discontent, not feeling happy about revealing her undergarment to a villain. Dark blue fabric was tight around her shapely hips, the woman s position causing it to wedge into her butt to expose more of her round cheeks.One again, Diana was forced to carry the man s weight on her back. When her adversary began to undo the rest of her armor, the woman could guess what he was planning to do to her. The dignified hero was not happy where this was going as well. You d gain nothing from this. The woman suggested. Her top piece was stripped easier than she thought. When the little belts and hooks that secured the red bustier to her chest were undone, the flashy piece fell down. Unlike her leather skirt, the metal armor clanged and bounced a few times upon being dropped. Its removal revealed a nude, strapless bra the Amazon wore underneath. Even a demi god would find it uncomfortable if her nipples had poked into the metal armor. The undergarment gave her breasts a lift and bestowed Diana s otherwise average orbs an enticing cleavage. As she was forced to carry the god of war on her back, her legs and arms wobbled. The bulky man s weight was only half of the reason though, the other being Diana s growing irritation. Humping a man in her underwear, not a task for an Amazon.What kind of fun Ares was looking forward to have with the Amazon, it was a concerning quarrel to think about for the prideful warrior. Never! Diana protested, she was not intended to entertain her archenemy, or any other men for that matter. Pleasant body of an Amazon was not for the amusement of men. The sudden tug of the lasso squeezed the woman s throat. ECHH! Diana gagged, her tongue rushing out like a thirsty pup. While she couldn t run away, or use her hands to loosen the firm grip of the lasso, she began to sway her body from side to side, stubborn squirming of her half naked body giving the man a rodeo ride, a challenge if he wanted to remain on top of the brunette heroine.
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He had always been a rather talkative person. Surprisingly enough, most of his accomplishments he had achieved with his silver tongue, manipulating friend and foe alike with his words, gently yet forcefully pushing them in a certain direction until they finally did whatever Ares desired. Most of the time it had to do with waging war. Creating conflict zones. The fun part? He usually was a proclaimer of peace. It was as if the thought of being at peace pushed people to actually go to war with each other. The belief that peace was nothing more than a period of time between two wars was strong in most countries and some even seemed to enjoy it less than the actual fighting. Of course, the weapons industry was one of Ares' greatest allies, always willing to create and sell more. Without it, it would ve been a lot harder for the powerful deity.This time was no different. He could tell his words were hitting their mark, frustrating her to no end. She had so many things at her disposal, so many powers, abilities, objects, and yet none of them seemed to be capable of saving her from this precarious position. Indeed, Ares had learned from his mistakes and it clearly showed. Even when he held her sword, he made sure the loose end of the lasso remained stuck to his wrist, unwilling to even risk losing it. In his eyes, it was pretty much all she needed to turn this fight around As far as it was still a fight. A battle of wills, perhaps. Like the last one? We both know how that ended he retorted, remembering all too well how he had destroyed it simply by stretching his hand. Now that he was at his full strength, there was little doubt in his mind he could reproduce that scene, but he wouldn t if he didn t have to. I won t? Please, enlighten me on how you or any of those puny humans are going to get back at me now that I m at my full strength , he said, though there was something deep inside that told him she might be right. He remembered threatening her last year as well and her simply laughing it off. There was always a chance the roles would switch up yet again if they were to meet again, of course. But for now, he was going to enjoy taking what he could get. I think I will And I already told you what the response was short and simple this time, referring to the moment where she had asked him what he wanted to achieve. Revenge was still his main goal here and with every piece of armor that she lost, he could feel his body react slightly. While a God, it was impossible to ignore every desire this human body had. Air was the most important one, but it seemed that naked women seemed to trigger certain reactions as well. His eyes slid over the bra for a couple of moments, pondering it he had to remove everything at once but decided to leave it for now, if only to see what she actually looked like in her underwear from the front. Maybe he wanted to give her some sort of hope as well, though he was quite sure that by now she already knew he wasn t planning on just stripping her, but that he was going to do more. And even if she hadn t, then his last sentence should ve given her the information she needed to understand.And it seemed she did. As if on cue, she started something that he half and half wanted to call a last resort , which was a desperate attempt to throw him off. His body swaying along with hers, he soon realized he wouldn t have had a chance if she d been at her full strength, but her exhaustion combined with her limbs still tied together, it was relatively easy to keep himself on top. Once more, he realized that he couldn t take the risk, however, and he firmly planted his heels into the ground to rise to his feet, trying to use her own momentum against her as he pulled the lasso once more before deciding it was time to actually start what he had wanted to do to her from the very beginning. With a grunt, he threw his free hand to the side, ordering the iron against her ankles and the chains around her wrists to stretch the heroine as much as possible, trying to force the brunette onto her stomach. Enough games , he said as he now towered over his opponent, removing the lasso from around her neck. She wouldn t remain free of it for long, though, as the rather sadistic Ares almost immediately tied it around her ankles again, removing the iron beam right afterward, opting for a more flexible material to tie her legs together this time around. As he got back up, he stared at the free end of the rope for a bit, swinging it around with a growing smirk. I ve always wondered Do you think this could be used for something more I don t know, painful? His words had barely gone cold or one of the free ends was already soaring through the air much like a whip, aiming to strike her shapely butt cheeks.
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Even if the fruitless struggles of the brave heroine were mostly in vain, Diana didn t squirm to free herself from the tight situation she was in anyway. It was merely a reflection of her unyielding personality and warrior blood. However, it was also difficult to stand motionless when the rope choked the woman, hindering her from talking back. While her own lariat squeezed her throat, a magical force tugged at her bound limbs. It facedown laid her half naked body across the dusty floor. The man acted like a most crude yoga instructor to use his magic to stretch the Amazon s firm body out. It felt like two keen bulls pulled on her body from opposite sides. Persistent tug of the man s magic put a considerable tension in her muscles. Diana gritted her teeth to withstand the burn in her muscles. Almost perfect body of the brunette warrior tensed like a bowstring over the ground. Starting from her feet and hands, down to her back and hips, making her even a tighter woman. Thanks to the Amazonian heritage she carried, Diana was quite a flexible woman though. The experience still wasn t a pleasant one. U Uuh Aah! Diana squealed, her tall form nicely stretched out.As the golden lasso s position switched from her neck to her ankles, Diana just assumed the man was going to drag her body around the temple from her feet. As powerful as her booted legs were, she couldn t have broken the magical grasp of her own lasso. It took her some time to collect herself down across the floor. Only mentally at least as she right now lacked the strength to break her chains. As of now, the woman didn t have many options other than putting up with her half brother s ill intentions, his so called revenge. Despite all, it didn t make Wonder Woman regret how she handled the man before all this. On the contrary, the brave brunette just wished she had punished the god of war more strictly. Despite her periled situation, Diana wasn t afraid of mentioning her thoughts as well. I should have disciplined you better. The woman claimed. Perhaps not physically, but the stubborn heroine was almost impossible to break. The Amazonian flame definitely blazed strong within her, driving her spirit and iron will.The lasso of truth s indefinite length always suited its wielder s task. The part that didn t loop around her lower legs was long enough to allow its new master to use it as a lash. Looking back at the man who held the free end of the lasso like a weapon, Diana could guess what he planned. Now that Diana had experienced how it felt to be wrapped by her own weapon, she had a pretty good guess on how it might feel to be hit by the ancient lariat. Her dark eyes reflected her concern quite well too. However, the words she uttered failed to voice her concern. I fear no pain! Below her ornate tiara, Diana sharply glared at the victorious god of war. As expected of the queen of Paradise Island, little frightened the brave heroine. Surely, not fearing pain was quite different than not feeling it.The ceremonial armor the woman used to wear didn t come with any underwear. Neither magical, nor mythical, her underwear hardly granted the woman another layer of protection. Just a mere curtain for her womanly bits, parts of her body the brave warrior would like to keep it to herself. Combined with his strength and swiftness, Wonder Woman s own lasso cruelly lashed against her panty clad bottom. Her tensed hips only made things worse for the lain warrior. The magical rope lashed her butt quite sharply. In the blink of an eye, the swift strike of the lasso opened a narrow slit across her panties. OOH! Diana sharply shrieked against the sudden sting. Her stretched body jerked with a sudden jolt of pain. The bitter ache on her shapely buttocks lingered on for a good while, a pained expression painting her pretty visage.
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It seemed that the exhaustion was getting to her, this time unable to actually fight the force of his attack as she was spread out over the floor. It was a beautiful sight to behold, her nearly naked form standing out on top of the dull temple floor. Of course, to make an eventual escape nearly impossible, he stretched her out as much as he could without risking injuring her , her squeals making him smile a bit. Truly, she was an extraordinary specimen. From her long, powerful legs to her shapely butt and from that pretty face to her not necessarily giant, yet still healthy breasts, she was definitely a woman most men would fall for. To someone who didn t even know what love actually was or meant, she was just a more enjoyable toy.He chuckled at her words, shrugging slightly in the process. He hadn t expected anything less from his half sister, if only because he was pretty much the same. Physically, she had definitely broken him the last time. Mentally, not so much. If she had, he wouldn t have wanted revenge and he definitely wouldn t have voiced those thoughts to her either. Sure, the lasso had drawn some rather painful confessions out of him, but who was to say it wouldn t be the same for Wonder Woman? No matter how strong she was, the truth would always come out. And most of the time, if the right questions were asked, the truth hurt. It definitely had last year. But you didn t. And now I ll teach you how a God punishes unwillingness , he replied with a smirk, playing with the free end of the rope with his powerful fingers, watching her with interest. Ideas were swimming through his head, but in the end, he had decided to go with the simplest of them all.He could have sworn that she was worried about it too, a hint of concern in her eyes mere moments before she declared her lack of fear. He didn t need her to fear pain, however: he knew fearing something was a whole lot different than actually being exposed to that something. He was quite sure this would be the same, there was no doubt in his mind that if he managed to use the rope well, he would draw at least some sound from her pretty mouth. The ass was a pretty sensitive spot after all, not to mention that the energy a properly used whip could create was nothing more but impressive. He had seen people use them in Ancient Egypt many years ago and their skill with nothing more but a whip had been incredible. The welts on the backs of the slaves pretty much confirmed it. It was a simple object, but it could leave a major impact.The impact of the whip made a loud, clacking sound that echoed through the temple, leaving a bit of bared flesh behind as the panty s material was unable to deal with the sudden force. That wasn t what interested him, however: the scream of pain and the look that came along with it were much more interesting and entertaining to him. Is there nothing you fear? , he suddenly asked, walking around the woman s body with careful steps, straightening the rope between his fingers. Once he reached her backside for the second time, the rope cut through the air a second time, breaking the sound barrier with a loud slap as he went for the only remaining pure side of the heroine s bottom. Maybe I should ask the lasso? , he smiled faintly, knowing that no matter what, he would find out anyway now that he had her magical lariat in his hands. It made it all the more interesting now that he thought about it: he could ask her literally anything and she would be forced to tell him. If he really wanted, he could have her reveal her darkest desires Now that was a thought worth holding onto for a bit. Going through his knees, the god of conflict coiled his fingers around the brunette s underwear before pulling it down to fully reveal not only her shapely ass, but also the more private parts, parts she probably never wanted him to see. That won t do , he mumbled, lowering himself to his hands and knees, hovering over her nude body as his hands reached for her bra, literally snapping it with his bare hands before roughly trying to pull it from right under her to reveal her breasts. And now that he was here, he could as well lean towards her head, yet he remained at a bit of a distance to avoid a headbutt, yet she could probably still feel his warm breath on her back and neck, ruffling her hair a bit. You look better in the flesh than on those paintings
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The sharp sting over the Amazon s firm butt eventually ceased, leaving its place to a constant pulse. If her hands were free, she wouldn t have shied away from rubbing her shapely bottom to give herself some comfort. Both the situation she found herself in and her firm body were quite tight. A helpless Amazon was a rare sight. Many had tried to triumph over the queen of Themyscira, although none had really prevailed so far. Where I come from Diana began to explain, her breaths shallow. We fight against our fears, not cower away from them. On the island, the warriors hadn t been taught to be fearless, but trained to have the courage to face their demons regardless of the circumstances. One could of course accuse them of being brainwashed since their rights and wrongs were imposed rather than coming from self exploration. But again, they were trained to be soldiers against evil, and not politicians.The mere existence of the god of war was a threat to the world piece. More than anyone else, it was Diana s duty to protect the people from his ill will. A task the brunette heroine had so far succeeded more than once. Right now however, as the burly man circled around her laid body like a greedy vulture, Diana felt more defenseless than ever. Especially when she lay on the ground half naked, she was pretty disturbed by the man praying on her. With the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the lasso rising up in the air again. Knowing what would come next, the brunette warrior clenched her eyes and prepared herself for the impact. The magical rope moved faster than the last time, cutting through the air like a bolt of lightning. The object struck her delightful backside like one as well. Despite their tightness, her pleasant butt cheeks clapped against each other with the powerful impact. Her firm thighs strained below her bottom. Her back momentarily arched. Diana s closed eyes widened on her pretty face. She was actually surprised by how swiftly the man had swung her golden lariat. Her lips parted, but no grunt came out of them. At first she looked more confused than agonized. It took a few seconds for the dreadful pain to kick in. A HAH! The Amazon finally growled as the overwhelming pain spread all over her fit body.Just because she too had undress the man didn t mean Diana would just accept being stripped by her foe and interpret it as him getting even with her. You!.. The brunette warrior snorted in a threatening tone. The confident heroine was surely not a timid woman or a bashful librarian, but the idea of being stripped by a man was understandably still a hard thing to swallow for an Amazon. Her dark brows moved down with her undergarment. Upon sliding down her long legs, the dark blue fabric of her panties revealed a firm Amazon butt underneath, and probably more than that if one were to look from the right angle. Although the first one was healed, one of her shapely cheeks still carried a pink welt on it. Her bra followed next. Get away from me! Diana protested. Unfortunately, this was not enough to keep her bra. After being undone, the undergarment slid easily away from her chest. Under her own weight, her bared breasts crushed against the cold stone floor below the heroine. They weren t that impressive, but Wonder Woman couldn t have been such a nimble heroine if she had sported a large pair of balloons on her chest anyway. As Ares would verify, after sculpted from clay, she had grown to be quite a charming woman. She definitely wasn t willing to share the pleasant features of her Amazonian body with a rouge god. Indeed, the god of war was lucky to check if the drawings of the woman actually did justice to her quite decent form. Unh! Wonder Woman let out a yelp of frustration as she could feel the man s breath on her smooth skin.
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A great mindset to have, he believed. Be it not for the same reasons. Ares had used fears to his advantage many times before, along with prejudices and superstitions. People who dared to go against their fears had proven to be quite valuable, though he usually used fears for certain races or events instead of those of pain. People who were afraid of a certain faith were welcomed gifts for a person like Ares, who would gladly use that to trigger wars. The Holy War had been another example of his work and probably his easiest accomplishment as well. Beating Diana had probably been his hardest task so far, though it hadn t really been all that difficult this time around. He wasn t really sure what had made it so much easier than before, though he supposed it mostly had to do with him being careful and her being a bit overconfident. Their weapons had been pretty much the same as during their first meeting after all, which had definitely been their longest fight. The second one and this one hadn t really taken all that long to determine a winner, for he dared to say that he had won at this point in time.As a former slave owner in Ancient times, Ares knew how to handle a whip, though it had been centuries since he had last used that skill. He was happy to see he still had it, the heroine letting out a growl of pain after only a couple of seconds, proving the impact had lasted no longer than a fraction of a second that even her brain hadn t been able to register it fully. What? , he asked, snickering slightly as he obviously knew what she was getting at. Still, there was nothing she could do to stop him, and soon she was completely naked on the floor, completely stretched out, a wonderful yelp escaping her pretty lips as she felt his breath. I told you, Diana I am going to get you back for what you did, whether you like it or not , he said in a whispery voice, finally pulling back to sit on his knees, his hands briefly resting on her back as he pushed himself to his feet, admiring her form with interest. While it was rather clear to him that Diana wasn t particularly heavy in certain areas, it was mostly in perfect harmony. He remembered a painting or a drawing from a well known inventor that described the perfect body. It wouldn t surprise him if Diana came close to that image. Now Let s see he lifted his leg to stand next to her, briefly resting his hands on his hips as he pondered about his next move. It wasn t really necessary for he already had a whole plan in mind, but he wanted to draw it out a bit, make the heroine a bit more nervous, before finally nodding, as if he had figured it all out. With a flick of the wrist, he tried to roll the heroine onto her back with the help of the chains, walking towards her head with the lasso in his hands, coming to a stop right in front of her head, looking down at the heroine with a smirk. Let s lift those legs of yours, hmm? he smiled faintly, pulling at the rope to force her legs into the air, kneeling to tie the rope around her wrists as well, before placing one hand on top of her booted legs so she wouldn t fall to the side, trying to force the heroine to show parts of her womanhood to the God. Look at what we have here , he mumbled, one of his hands reaching for the brunette s clitoris, clear joy in his voice as he coiled one arm around the powerful thighs of the woman to keep her in her current position, his other hand gently rubbing her clit in the process. He was curious to see if the woman was actually capable of fighting the stimuli, for he knew she had enjoyed seeing him forced to enjoy what she was doing to him. It was clear he was here to do the same to her, or at least he d try to do so.
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Naked from head to foot, Diana lay across the ground. As a matter of fact, those were the only parts of her fit body that were dressed, the troubled heroine now only wearing her boots and a headband. Next to that, the brunette warrior still had her bracelets as well. However, those were as useless as the other items she still wore in this certain situation. Her privacy violated, her top and bottom bared, it certainly didn t look like a victory for the confident Amazon. She needed no men to admire her womanly bits. Just being subjected to Ares sententious glances was enough to irritate the brave heroine no end. At the same time, Diana doubted the man would content himself with just staring at her dashing form. I did nothing you haven t deserved. The woman justified the sexual punishment Ares received one year ago. She had convinced herself that there was nothing immoral about giving a deserving villain that kind of treatment. Yet, the Amazon couldn t have accepted being on the receiving end of things now. It was clear arrogance, but Wonder Woman wasn t a saint, just a strong woman with some holy features to her body.Wicked exploration of her captor started from her gifted bottom. Her rear was still pulsing because of the pair of harsh cracks of her own lasso. Upon receiving the touch of the man, her firm butt cheeks clenched as if they were trying to bite the hand that dared to feel her backside up. Hands off! Diana demanded. Where she couldn t move her limbs, her protests were limited to her vocal exclaims. She was easily rolled to her back. Her firm breasts came to light. Her round orbs stole the show from her striking buttocks. Undoubtedly though, the main course was the prized flower between her legs. Delightful womanhood of queen of the Amazons, one of the most difficult vaults on earth to break into. If you can... Looking up at the man, the pretty warrior challenged. As the lasso pulled on her feet, the woman s legs refused to move up. Her powerful legs weren t so easily manipulated. As she stubbornly pressed them down against the floor, the tension in the magical lasso of truth competed with the strain in her smooth legs.Not having her full strength though, even the strong legs of the Amazonian princess were doomed to fail her at some point. She did her best to stick her legs to the floor, but her feet eventually lifted an inch or two above the ground. Her body shook and trembled, but Diana in the end had to let it go. In an instant, her pretty legs darted up like an arrow. When the lasso formed an unbreakable bridge between her feet and wrists, her legs were destined to remain up above the floor. She could pull them farther back if she wanted, but not lower her beautiful legs more than where they stood in the air right now. You have no right to treat me this way! The brunette woman complained. I am the Queen of Themyscira! The fierce Amazon added, as if he didn t know that already. Since her legs were tied together, her bare womanhood was quite a tight place. It was also quite accessible though.Under the hood, the man straight went for the sensitive button of her pussy. There s nothing for you there. Diana claimed as the god of conflict placed a hand over her sex to play with her clit. For a man infamous for his affection for war, he kneaded Wonder Woman s pearl with a surprising gentleness. Its effects over the naked brunette were not so subtle though. The more he rubbed her little clit, the shinier and moister Diana s pussy got. Her excess training hadn t taught her how to resist against an attack that targeted her wonderful sex. Her pink folds were tender and expressive, already betraying the renowned heroine of Paradise Island.
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He let out a loud hah as she tried to justify her actions, shaking his head right after. How dared she to say that he had deserved such treatment. He was a god and thus, he deserved respect instead of humiliation. She hadn t had the right to touch him the way she had and she would teach her that today. She had tried to teach him the wrong is his ways, now he was going to try and teach her that she wasn t much better than he was. Much like she had put constant pressure on his manhood, he would return the favor by constantly stimulating her womanhood until she could take no more or, more likely, until he felt like he had gotten his point across. He doubted he d ever be able to truly change her mind, so it was foolish to make that his goal. Make me , he groaned as she yelled at him to stop, easily turning her over in the process as she challenged him for the umpteenth time. Don t worry: I have confidence , he shot her a glare as he forced her legs to point themselves at the sky, once more surprised to see how strong she actually was, yet welcoming the struggle at the same time. The more she exhausted herself, the better it was for him after all. If she continued to use every bit of force every time he did little things like this just to spite him, this would be even easier than he had expected it to be, for she would make an eventual escape impossible herself by not allowing herself to rest. Of course, once the fun started, she would need her stamina too, knowing all too well how exhausting it was to be put under constant sexual pressure. And I am the god of Conflict and War! Do you think you had the right to treat me the way you did last year? Your rank fades compared to mine, Diana, and I ll show it to you! , his voice thundered through the temple as he lost his patience with the woman s arrogance. He hadn t expected her to just roll over, but she was annoying right now, acting as if she still had the situation under her control which obviously wasn t true. Grunting, he calmed himself, knowing that he couldn t let her get to his head either, instead of focusing on her private parts. While it would be easier to access it by spreading her legs, he didn t want to run that risk just yet, so this would have to do And it did just fine.He ignored her comment at first, a grimace appearing on his face as her body reacted quite differently. He could immediately see that she too couldn t resist her body s natural reactions, her pussy starting to shine with every completed circle. I think there is , he finally remarked as he pulled back for a moment, shooting her a brief glance and a smirk as his other hand still held onto her legs, his fingers bending themselves slightly as they dug themselves into her soft but powerful thighs to keep a strong grip. It s begging me to get closer , he smirked briefly disappearing behind her legs before returning. But not yet , he added with a grin, remembering the same words she had said to him a year ago, though not necessarily citing them. It was just his way of telling her that she was to blame. So his index finger found its way back towards the sensitive clitoris, gently massaging it before being joined by his middle finger. Spreading both fingers, he gently clenched her clit between both fingers and started to make slow circular movements, putting some pressure on it as he moved it around. After a short while, he sped up a bit, mostly just moving those two fingers to stimulate her, keeping a watchful eye on her pussy at the same time. The moment he even felt like the excitement was starting to get too much, he would pause a second time, giving her maybe three seconds to breathe before suddenly trying to stick his middle finger into her exposed pussy just to gather some of her fluids, having noticed that the wetness made it a lot easier to actually rub it. His finger then following the trail of her pussy and up her sensitive clit, he started repeating that process from then on to try and get her to the edge.
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As expected from a righteous, prideful heroine Diana of course could make many bold claims about her foes impending doom, his eventual defeat, the grim fate that awaited him and the ill consequences of touching an Amazon. Her lips could spew out any words the brave heroine wished to tell. Her lowerlips on the other hand, the ones between the Amazon s pretty legs, those were more difficult to command. In contrast to the clearly troubled and frustrated Wonder Woman, the wonderful pussy the warrior princess had looked to be quite pleased with the attention it was getting, regardless of who was giving it. It was no secret that Diana hated her half brother, disgusted with his immoral methods. Surprising, but undeniable response of her womanhood felt very wrong. The god of war, her number one enemy, should have been the last man that could arouse the prideful warrior, if any. The confident heroine hadn t thought that the god of conflict could ignite such a conflict within her Amazonian body. Tickling of her Amazon peach didn t necessarily feel bad. Physically at least. It surely hurt the princess pride. She was supposed to be the ultimate weapon against a god, not give him a flower, a wet one in this case.Shortly after her pussy shined with a fresh coat of her aroma, the sinister enemy targeted her womanhood with a different kind of attack. Neither magical, nor physical, but a sexual aggression. Being the strong, unyielding heroine she was, Diana was capable of withstanding a thorough beating. But her defenses failed to resist such a toe curling treatment. With the man s touches, her bared breasts joined the treachery of her pussy. The firm pair of Amazon breasts visibly hardened, her pointy nipples protruding longer on her olive skin. Still not ready to accept the belittling reaction of her body, Diana vigorously shook her head from side to side like a person having her worst nightmare. As the godly presence further played on her arousal, her lowerlips swollen to be a puffy pair around her entrance. Stop this at once! The brunette warrior demanded, her hands balled into tight fists. Her protests were in vain though, her struggling fruitless. Soon, Diana inevitably found herself on the edge. The god of war wasn t the only one was not intended to give the brunette princess a quick climax. Diana too was struggling to keep herself from having one. In a way, the powerful Amazon had been fighting herself, against the material desires of her very body.In spite of her strong will and endless squirms, Diana soon found herself on the verge of an inadmissible orgasm. No! No! The queen of Amazons protested. Her tits quite hard, the woman s back arched above the cold floor. O oh oh OH! Repeated shallow breaths filled her lungs with air, heaving her chest upward. Her labia contracted with her upcoming climax. St.. sta stah Her eyes widened, the brave heroine stuttered. Funnily, her aggressor indeed stopped teasing her needy womanhood. Although Diana was denied an orgasm she feared to have in front of her archenemy, the unpleasant sting that burned her tender pussy made her question if that was really what she wanted. Her innerlips still clenched and relaxed repeatedly, but it was similar to dry heaving, filling her exposed womanhood with a bitter feeling. Uuuunh! Diana gave out a deep snort of sexual frustration, her damp womanhood still in need of a climax. A relaxing end to the man s teasing. Two fingers parting the swollen lips of her sex, one cruel digit continued to tease her pearl. Goddess! A ah a ah! Diana squirmed against her restraints.Rewarding promise of an orgasm tricked her aroused pussy another time, her powerful thighs strained on each end of her tight peach. Irregular spasms of her wonder pussy made it look like her sex was blowing kisses into thin air. Gaaaah! Denied another time, the pretty warrior howled. As if she had just run a marathon, the breathless Amazon s exposed chest moved up and down as the woman gasped for air. The tempting view of her lifted legs and her upside down buttocks obscured her pretty face, but the woman didn t look very happy, sharply glaring at her captor.
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It was pretty much the same like last year, they had simply switched sides. He had hated feeling her powerful fingers around his cock, only because of who she was. Yet that was something a body didn t care about: as long as it received the correct kind of attention, it would react accordingly. His eruptions had already proven that to be true, her pussy now following the example his cock had set before. It seemed that even the renowned heroine couldn t resist, clearly struggling against her own body, but losing the battle without even standing a chance. He focused on her face for a couple of seconds, wanting to see the frustration on her face, at the same time noticing that not only was here her lips reacting to his touch but so were her breasts. A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he watched it happen, her protests sounding like music to his ears. He could almost hear himself screaming all over again, only strengthening his desire to see this through.So he ignored her calls, his fingers continuing to stimulate the sensitive area of Wonder Woman s body, only to stop the moment he felt like she was barely capable of holding on. St St Stop stuttering what better way to humiliate someone than to literally use their own tricks and remarks against them? He remembered most of it vividly, including her mockery when he had barely managed to get a coherent sentence together during one of her torture sessions, for that s what they had been to him. It doesn t feel good, does it? he asked, feeling and watching her inner lips continuing to move as if it was begging for him to continue, to give them the relief they so yearned for. He would give it to them Soon. I m the only God around, Diana , he smiled, feeling the woman struggle against the rope once more with little success. It was such an enjoyable sight that he wondered why he hadn t come up with this before. After all, he was mostly just copying Diana s actions, trying to make her see that what she had done to him had been a mistake, even though it was probably impossible for either of them to actually confess such a thing. Their beliefs were too strong for that Their bodies, however, were a whole different story. Her howl easily filled the temple halls, her body spasming slightly as he pulled back just in time yet again. He could hear her pant, knowing that these sexual activities were draining her energy with ease, much faster than the lasso had done before. Her glares were about the only thing that showed her resistance, her wet pussy and erect nipples telling a whole different story, one he didn t even need the lasso for to know the truth about.That hit him with an idea. She would have to hold back a little bit longer. Moving away from her smooth legs and her pleading pussy, the man sat down next to the woman s flank, staring down at her with a cocky smile, the same one he had worn decades ago during their first encounter, back when he hadn t realized the heroine s full potential. This time, however, the situation was completely different. Let s give those pretty things some love, hm? , he said as both hands now each reached for a breast, briefly squeezing them gently as if to test them. Did your love pilot ever get the chance to test them? Or did he believe saving the world was more important? , he smirked, his fingers sliding upwards while increasing the pressure, ending the movement by briefly pulling at her nipples before letting go, letting them jump back into place.It was clear what the idea was now: instead of giving her pussy attention, it were now those healthy orbs that had to undergo his surprisingly soft and gentle touch. He himself didn t think he d ever been softer, though he only did this to lengthen the process. His hands traveled around the woman s areola first, gently making his way over towards the peaked nipples which he gently rubbed right afterward. He did that for a couple of seconds before suddenly squeezing them with a vengeance, a slight huff escaping him as he did so. A little twist was added before letting go and continuing to rub the tips once more all while staring at her face with that cocky smile. Do you like it? Be honest I ll get to know either way.
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The distinct pair of orbs that protruded over Diana s chest grew to be quite hard and admittedly pleasant to touch, mirroring the events from one year ago when she made the man s cock stiff and solid as rock. There was a clear excitement to her breasts. It was pointless to deny the easily observable erection of her nipples. Those currently bared fruits of the Amazonian princess were forbidden to men. It was certainly a foreign and uncommon experience to be groped by one. Her defenses were fallen, her body naked and her pussy moist. She had no way of fighting off the hands that claimed her body. After her hips and sex, Diana s breasts too had their share of attention as the man s interest shifted from the tight peach between her legs over to her chest. The sensual touches of the villain didn t necessarily feel bad, physically much more pleasant to bear in comparison to the sharp lashes of the lasso that cracked against her butt. Yeah, sure. Diana mockingly snorted. He might be a god, true, but one that stood next to a person raised to be the god killer. A god who envies a dead mortal, right. The pretty warrior continued. Before his untimely death, Diana was glad that she had the opportunity of sleeping with him in that cold night. Yes he did if you are wondering. Wonder Woman explained. She wasn t ashamed of the incident, the fact that the queen of Amazons had spread her legs for a mortal man. It was a good memory. A warm part in a grim tale. It was also depressing, that she would never feel the warmth of her lover, the man that managed to penetrate through the long standing barrier between Amazons and men. If it wasn t for Steve, the heroine would have been a different person with a different agenda to her actions.Thanks to the treatment of her breasts, Diana was still trying to hold her moans to herself. It was now easier though, that no fingers worked down over her exposed sex. The gentle massaging of her wonderful tits evolved into a tight squeeze. Gah! Diana grimaced with a sudden shriek of pain as the man s strong fingers dug into her round assets, her skin bloating out between the locked digits. The firm clutch left a stripped pattern of the man s fingers around her breasts. Such a tight squeeze was more painful than arousing, so the question was easy to answer. No, I did not! Diana replied, if her sharp cry of pain wasn t enough of a response. Upon her defeat, the heroine couldn t have expected anything else from a warmongering god other than a rough handling.
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Envy? , he chuckled, shaking his head at the mention. He definitely didn t feel anything of the sort. Not exactly. I figured he would, really: I ve never seen an amazon react the way you did to the death of a mortal And a man at that, too , he paused, his hands leaning on her orbs for a couple of moments. I suppose even Amazons have their moments of weakness , he shrugged, moving back to kneading the pleasant olive flesh of Wonder Woman s breasts. He knew of course that this had less of an effect than rubbing the sensitive peach between her legs, but it was simply his way to keep her from orgasming while still keeping some sort of sensual pressure going.As she let out a shriek before answering his question, he smirked. Good I wouldn t want to do you a favor of course , he said, his thumbs now gently rubbing the erect nipples, the red lines of his fingers all around her areola. Sure, he knew that even if her body reacted with so called excitement , that didn t necessarily mean the woman herself was enjoying it. In fact, he was quite sure she disliked every second of it, just like he had, though they simply couldn t fight their own mortal body s desires. Leaning forward, he stuck out his tongue, briefly nipping the woman s left nipple. His tongue was met with resistance, the hardened flesh unwilling to budge under the pressure, but he simply let it slide over just to tease her already struggling body. Once done, he moved to the right, repeating the process with a gentle, slow lick over the erect breast. Relaxed yet? , his words had barely left his lips or the god of conflict had already taken place behind her powerful legs once more, briefly admiring the hovering boots before going through his knees, placing one on the ground to stabilize himself. Once in position, he gently split her lower lips, the moistness still around, yet he could tell the desire to cum had long passed. He doubted it would take long to make it return, however: he remembered all too well that he hadn t lasted all that long after she had placed him on the edge for the first time. Hopefully, it would be the same for her too. You remember the rules, don t you? You made them yourself, after all , he referred to when she had told him that he needed permission to cum, a rule he didn t believe was possible to follow, but he would install it nonetheless. He wanted to see her squirm to keep it in, though he doubted she needed a rule for that: much like Ares, she seemed to believe that cumming was the worst thing that could happen in front of your archenemy. But he wasn t about to show mercy. His index finger once more found its way inside her pussy, collecting some fluids before moving towards the clit, rubbing it gently in one single motion. He started slowly at first, but gradually fastened the pace to increase the pressure, an evergrowing smirk on his face. Funny how it feels so good, yet so bad Don t you think? , now he was just talking to talk, if only to frustrate the heroine even more. He knew she didn t like his arrogance, though she wasn t really much better.
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The troublesome situation of the defeated warrior princess didn t change, an erection still present over her hardened breasts. Lack of a direct attention to her bare womanhood kept it relatively calm, although a fresh coat of her nectar still made it twinkle. As the man s tongue left a wet trail across her chest, Diana shook her head from side to side, trying to shake off the lips that caressed her bare breasts. Other than giving her firm bounty a subtle bounce, it didn t accomplish much in terms of stopping the god of war s lapping. Tickling of her pussy had made the woman s admiring globes quite sensitive. Stop this right now!... Ooh Her scolding protest was followed by a subtle moan. The sensation that originated from her exposed breasts shivered her restrained body, reaching down between her lifted legs to twitch her pussy. Albeit being a strong and capable one, the demigod was still a woman, who shared the same sweet spots of her kind.A set of rules had broken today in the old temple regarding the generous amount of skin Diana was made to flash. Pretty much all of the gifted features of the Amazon were on full display for the pleasure of a man. However, she too had broken some of her rules when she sucked the man s cock in the first place. Although Diana hadn t really hesitated when she parted her lips to pull the stiff member of him earlier, circumstances were different back then. She had the control. Lying down on the floor now with her pretty legs darted up and back, some squirming was added to Diana s naked body. Oh, not again Wonder Woman complained about the man s new positioning. His face obscured behind her shapely hips another time, the woman wriggled in place. There was nothing prideful about showing her sex to a man with such detail when Ares parted her innerlips to expose more of her pearl. Her pink folds were gentler than the sharp warrior, glimmering with the woman s inner aroma.When this much aroused, even the slightest touch to the right spot felt like a jolt of electricity. The lasso that connected her wrists to her ankles squeaked as Diana pulled on her restraints, her body twitching, especially around the firm thighs. Ah! A sharp groan roared through her parted lips, but not out of pain. She curled her feet inside her boots, her bundled legs grinding against each other. Oh! Ooh! O OH! The fingers that tickled her wet pussy played the brave heroine like an instrument. Her involuntary moans and shrieks rose up proportional to the intensity of the finger that rubbed her clit. Another fresh coat of the heroine s juice greased the tender folds of her tight pussy. Gaah! Stop toying with me. Oohm The taboo flame of sensation blazed strongly between her strong thighs, captivating the pretty heroine with a sinful lust and forcing an unwilling wriggle into her firm Amazonian body. Further clitoral stimulation pulled the struggling Amazon closer to an upcoming climax, shrinking her love tunnel and dancing her lower lips in and out.
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It was easy to see that Diana was unable to fight her body any longer, her moans slowly but surely growing longer. Her sentences had become shorter than before, it seemed, making place for more powerful sounds with every touch. Her squirms hadn t ceased yet, but he didn t expect them to either. He too, had continued to struggle, even though he had known that it would be useless. Wonder Woman was much like him in that regard. He enjoyed to see it too, taking his time to watch her fight against her own lasso. To see the heroine in so much trouble... It definitely fueled his pride. He had done this, he and he alone had beaten the seemingly unbeatable brunette and to be fair, it hadn t even cost him all that much time or trouble. It was hard to imagine now that he had lost to her twice before.A single touch of his fingers was enough to make her jump , so to speak, her pleas falling in a deaf man s ears. Her struggles only made him more determined to keep going, her moans encouraged him to see it through to the end. Visions of before were playing in his head as his finger kept moving up and down the woman s sensitive peach as quickly as possible without putting too much pressure to avoid hurting her. For the first time, he wasn t looking for physical pain: he wanted her to suffer in a different way. New, juices appeared, clearly showing she was reaching that very thing she didn t want to reach... And so he pulled back again, just to pester her a little bit more. I seem to recall that you enjoyed this kind of toying quite a lot... he said, briefly showing his face from behind her firm and powerful thighs. A rather typical reaction, of course: much like Ares, Diana probably enjoyed being the one dominating, but once they were on the receiving end of a beatdown of any kind, it usually wasn t as enjoyable.This time he didn t plan on taking his time, however: it was about time for her to show what she was really capable of. Remember that volcano? He asked, placing his index finger right on top of her pearl, tilting his head slightly as he waited for a couple of seconds, teasing her with what was to come. The situation was different, of course, but he was still curious to see. I believe it s time to add another eruption to my long, long list. His words had barely left his mouth or he was already rubbing her clit yet again, this time actually going for the end. He knew there were other ways to do this, but much like she had done the first time, he kept it at his hands... for now. Besides, this was only just the beginning. He knew what an orgasm could to to you: it was exhausting to say the least. And keeping the woman exhausted was exactly what he needed to do right now if he wanted to get her in a different position without having to worry about her actually turning the tables on him. Indeed, he didn t plan on letting her go after a single orgasm if she actually were to come. He had more in store for her... And he already disliked the fact he would have to stop eventually. He had never expected revenge to be this satisfying, though he supposed that was Diana s own fault for having humiliated him so badly the last time. Playtime s over, Diana... he added with a sly grin, hearing and feeling her struggle beneath his finger, knowing he was almost there. While normally a temple wasn t supposed to house such unholy acts, it would have to make an exception a second time.
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Reward for battling evil, fighting for justice shouldn t have been this. The brave warrior would have gladly taken a bullet for those whom she protected, but this whole ordeal was an entirely different kind of sacrifice. No matter what, the queen of Amazons should not make any compromises on her pride. And naked immobilization where a villain toyed with her proscriptive womanhood, delicate region of her firm body off limits to mankind, to siphon the dashing heroine s womanly essence was not a prideful act. Wonder Woman wasn t able to move her limbs, making her more aware of the environment. Small details like the shiny spots on her boots, the cracks on the high ceiling and the little imperfections along the texture of her lasso began to be an annoyance for the warrior princess. However, these all were infinitely trivial compared to what Ares had been doing to her, what the man dug for behind her lifted hips. Diana wasn t sure what kind of penalty awaited her, what her captor really hoped to accomplish. Whether he wanted to see her cum or just wished to enjoy the sexual frustration of the woman. Regardless, the brunette demigod held herself no longer.A volcano honestly wasn t the best metaphor for her damp folds. In the end, what she held between her beautiful legs was more of a cave than a mountain peak. And its climax tended to be less explosive. Her sensitive pearl tickled to a high level of stimulation, Diana wasn t able to quip and backtalk to protest against her captor s ill intentions. The overwhelming sensation had grown to be quite captivating. The ecstasy shivered her attractive form and strained her muscles. Unable to shield her damp Amazon flower from a keen massage, it had been a pretty one sided game. You ll pay! Ooh! O oh! The bold heroine claimed. Squirms of the woman failed to sway her round breasts for they had become quite hard. God! Oh! Oh! Oh! Further tickling of her little clit eventually pushed her off the edge. Now, only way was down, a hard fall.Between her paired legs, dynamism of her innerlips escalated. Under her hardened breasts, the woman s brave heart pounded faster, orderly rhythm of her shallow breaths breaking in a chain of events. Aah! A ah! AAH! Ooh oo Piercing brown eyes of the heroine rolled out. A series of uncontrollable spasms twitched her thighs as her pussy got caught in a repeated flutter. Her back arched, but her moans and pitched shrieks became muted. Heaving of her firm breasts paused for a moment, muscles in her womanhood clapping with her strong thighs. As her back lay back on the floor, her parted lips exhaled the trapped air within her lungs in a deep sigh. Her legs relaxed as the heroine s stubborn squirms eased down.
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What was he even trying to accomplish? It was a rather difficult question to answer. An hour ago, he would have said that he just wanted to get revenge. Now, he would probably have a different tale to tell. After all, he had already done half of what he had wanted to do, which was to make the powerful heroine as good as defenseless. He knew that was the case for he could touch her womanhood without any real resistance and he knew for a fact that if she could stop him, she already would have done so. She was incapable of doing so however, and thus he had pretty much reached his first target. So what now? Obviously, he wanted to get her to cum, but did he really have a plan for afterward? Making her reach a climax was part two of the plan, but he didn t really have a part three in mind.That was, until she finally came. Of course, he knew a volcano wouldn t really count simply because of the difference between their bodies, but it was the thought that counted. He really wanted her to know that she had brought this upon herself. He grinned as he watched her body react, struggling to fight her own desire, before finally giving in. The outcome had been predetermined, of course, yet he still found joy in her loss . That sounds familiar , he said, letting nature do its thing as Diana rocked in front of him. He truthfully hadn t seen it happen that many times before: he usually didn t bother courting women, for he only wanted to cause distrust and conflict. Sometimes it could prove useful of course, but it definitely wasn t his go to technique. He had to admit that it was a beautiful sight however, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched her squirm.As the brunette finally relaxed, he decided it was time to move on. Rising to his feet, the god removed the lasso from around the woman s ankles, allowing her to finally relax and drop her legs. He was quite sure that exhaustion was doing its thing by now, making it hard if not impossible to fight back against him. Just in case however, he decided to keep both the chains and the lasso around her wrists. Let s get you to a cozier spot, hmm? rough hands pulled at the golden colored rope, hopefully forcing the brunette back to her feet. If performed correctly, he would ve pulled it hard enough for her to almost immediately lose her balance again and drop over his shoulder, after which he would take advantage of the situation to slap her against the butt with a powerful hand, at all times keeping a hold of the amazon princess own weapon.She was definitely a lot lighter than he was, meaning it wouldn t really be a problem for him to actually carry her around. Smirking, the muscular man walked towards the alter, dropping her with a heavy thud as he wasn t planning on showing any kind of remorse. He made sure her legs dangled off the table, her heels almost capable of touching the floor as he pulled the rope down the opposite edge of the table before coiling it around one of her shapely legs, returning back to the head of the altar before repeating the process, this time knotting the rope around her wrists a second time to make sure both legs were forced outwards so they would reveal his prize. You didn t think I was done yet, did you? , he giant of a man went through his knees to inspect her private parts, smirking as he moved in and gently slipped his tongue inside to give her a tender, short lick, lapping some of her juices away. Tasty , he smirked, before having it circle around, passing her peach every so often. It was quite clear: he wasn t done just yet. He now knew what part three was going to be: complete humiliation.
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Throughout many adventures she embarked, many earth shattering punches she endured and various battle scars she received, it was the dampness between her legs what the fearless heroine was the least accustomed to feel. She just wasn t ready to accept to receive such a lowly treatment. Tied up like a rope bunny, stripped like a common harlot and made to cum like a slut, this battle had been an unvirtuous stain that would be difficult to restore. Diana still rode the aftereffects of her climax, when her enemy worked his perverted fingers on her restraints. Her sharp witted foe played safe and kept her legs and arms bound. A smart move considering the capabilities of the gifted Amazonian princess. Even if her limbs were free though, Wonder Woman was in no condition to do anything that could change the course of this battle s events. It was no longer a battle in fact, but a one sided merriment. Sadly, what would have counted as fun and amusement to the god of war meant suffering and dishonor for the beautiful brunette warrior.Her dashing Amazon body languish and idle, Diana was pulled to her booted feet similar to a flagpole. Her relaxed body made her a softer lady to touch. Her enemy had successfully exhausted the bold heroine, an admirable battle tactic. Not being able to support her own weight, the warrior princess toppled forward once up her feet. However, it wasn t the stone floor what she felt against her medium sized breasts. Huh Her pretty eyes instead looked down at the bottom of the ancient hall from above as she found herself over the burly man s broad shoulder, her attractive Amazon butt sticking out and her connected legs hanging down. Despite the great power and strength the Amazon possessed, the renowned superhero didn t weigh more than a supermodel who would adorn the cover of an entertainment magazine. The brave and powerful princess of Amazons, trained to be the ultimate weapon against the treacherous beings like Ares, currently being carried across the holy temple as if she was merely a life size doll of her real self.Being quite exhausted, Wonder Woman failed to do much other than looking pretty over the man s shoulder as Ares hauled her idle body. Certainly, looking the part of a damsel in distress didn t amuse the valiant heroine. W wait W where The attractive brunette questioned the transportation of her shapely form. Her voice came out quite faint, reflecting the weakened state she was in. Still, a strong smack sobered her up. With the sharp sting she felt over her exposed rump, her eyes widened. O HOH! A sharp squeal, comparative to the smack that shook her bared hips, exhaled through her lips. Ungrateful sting on her butt ignited a squirm in her body. Put me down! Right now! Her voice sounded more assertive now. However, her struggles weren t enough to keep the man from reaching his destination, the same old altar in the middle of the temple. Ares did put her down, however into a compromising position over the stone furniture. No! Ughh! Let me go! The pretty brunette refused to play nice, not eager to be restrained by her archenemy one more time for who knew what. She barked and glared while her aggressor grinned and worked on her legs and arms. After a short while, he was done. Tips of her red and golden boots barely touching the floor, the ropes forced her pretty legs open. Her chin resting on the altar, the heroine gritted her teeth in frustration, definitely not looking happy over the stone table.
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While her tone had changed rather quickly, Ares definitely wasn t impressed. Or maybe he was, be it for different reasons. He was impressed with the fact that he had managed to tire her, to gain complete control over not only the situation, but the beautiful amazon herself. He had never imagined it to be possible, yet here he was walking around with a squirming Wonder Woman over his shoulder, her struggles only the result of a powerful slap against her soft flesh. She had barely comprehended the situation at first too, her voice showing clear signs of exhaustion. Indeed, he had done what many deemed impossible. Then again, he too had once been believed to be invincible, so it probably shouldn t be such a big surprise. Did you let me go when I demanded to be set free? he asked, working his magic with the ropes as he forced the heroine onto her stomach, watching her settle with her chin on the cold stone. It put her in a compromising position indeed, the lasso connecting her limbs and spreading her legs in the process. This golden weapon definitely was interesting... He had already known about its powers, of course, but to see that it actually worked on its original owner was simply a breathtaking sight. Her clear frustration only made it better, for it showed her inability to break free and even that she knew what kind of situation she was in. Another powerful hand found its way towards her exposed butt, the loud SLAP filling the room for a brief second.He walked around the table, briefly bending his knees to lower himself so he could look the other in the eyes, a cocky smile on his face. It hurts, doesn t it? To be unable to move? To know that your archenemy can do whatever he wants? To understand there s nothing you can do to protect yourself? his voice was nothing more than a whisper, rising back to his full height and walking back towards her lower body. His right hand gently slid over the woman s exposed body, following her natural curves with gentle fingers. Her skin was nearly perfect, it seemed, and he soon stood between her opened legs, his hands leaning on her butt cheeks and gently squeezing them in the process. Still, the biggest frustration... for me, it was the humiliation. The Fact that it felt good , so to speak , his hands massaged the soft meat of her ass, moving them around in circular motions as he spoke. At least I can get my revenge this time... I will never forget that humiliation, and I ll make sure you won t forget this one either He said, going through his knees once more and moving in with his tongue, his breath the first thing that touched her sensitive areas, soon followed by the tip of his tongue as he gently lapped her clitoris before moving it around her labia for a brief moment, just to turn her on, to show her which direction he was going to take this time. Before too long, he slipped inside, tasting bits of her nectar as he pushed it as deep as he could, exploring her pussy with gentle movements. He wasn t looking to really hurt her physically this time around, unlike before, he was looking to pleasure her and believed this was the best course to achieve that. Of course, he doubted she would actually enjoy it: if she were anything like him, she would find it worse than a physical beatdown.
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Restraining a stubborn Amazon didn t look to be an impossible task anymore when the brave queen of the paradise island bent over the old altar immobilized. Still an admirable achievement, to have the powerful Amazon in such a troubling situation, forcing her to make a display of her gifted features. It was a belittling position what the god of war had made her assume. It made Diana feel more exposed than ever. While her trusty lasso of truth kept her legs apart, she experienced how it felt to be defenseless. The prideful warrior wasn t able to closer her legs, or pull her hands to her backside to cover the spots where no men were welcome to set their eyes on. Diana admittedly hadn t considered Ares to be capable of performing such a sexual assault. At least not one that could have this much effect on her. Since he didn t really care all that much about humans other than playing them off against each other, she didn t expect him to know how to please someone.Regardless, the Amazonian princess was not willing to see what else he knew about carnal sensations. No, she needed an escape plan. Being a hero was more than just physical strength after all. To come up with a solution out of this dishonorable position, she needed to use her brain. Her brown eyes gazed upon the temple, scanning the stone walls and inspecting the floor. With the corner of her eye, she noted the spots where her stripped equipment sat. Her mind drew an invisible path in the air that reunited the naked heroine with her sword and shield. Her attentive gaze fell upon her wrists to evaluate the knot the man tied, and how to reserve it.It all seemed to be the small pieces of a puzzle. A problem Diana had to solve. The heroine started to join the parts of this puzzle together, working on a rather simple plan escape and defeat. A highly distracting sharp smack shattered it all to pieces though. Constructs in her head collapsed in a flash. Upon receiving it, despite its firmness, Diana s tempting butt wobbled in a fast pace. The pain shortly kicked in. YEOW! The brave Amazon shrieked. With the localized sting, her cheeks rose up in her pretty face, narrowing her eyes in pain. Judging from the sharp ache she felt across her heroine bum, the slap must have left a distinct pink mark on her smooth skin. Uggh Her thighs still strained, her body tried to deal with the lingering effects of the searing lash. Your misdeeds called for a punishment! The Amazon justified her prior actions, the many forced orgasms she ripped from the man. Now I see it wasn t enough. She claimed as the man drew his face closer to her womanhood. Her happy button almost unfairly susceptible to stimulation, the god of war again worked his tongue against her clit. A few persistent flicks from the tip of his tongue, and some thorough laps on her bare womanhood sparked a sensation within the pretty brunette. Ooh Diana closed her eyes as her nectar mixed with his drool. You won t get away with this Ares! Mmm Aaah The powerful Amazon claimed as the man decided to taste the inner walls of her tunnel.
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Ares definitely hadn't expected to be capable of these things either, though he supposed he had Diana to thank for that. She had shown him those human things, after all, those desires that could make your heart beat faster yet at the same time felt so humiliating if done by the wrong person. To be able to use it against a heroine like Wonder Woman, those human things she wishes to protect so desperately... It was really the perfect weapon. He doubted it would work as he knew that Diana would probably never let go of her beliefs, but in the end that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had won at least one battle, that he had had the chance to satisfy his thirst for revenge. Besides, if he could beat her once, he could do it again... And if he knew Diana, she wouldn't hesitate to try and put him down once he was done.His eyes sparkled at her scream and the slightly wiggling flesh of her bum, his fingers clearly starting to show. He could see her muscles clench a bit, a typical human reaction to try and deal with the pain."Yes, you mentioned that back then. Still, I can't recall Amazons using their mouths like you did to punish an enemy", he huffed, shaking his head in dismissal. In fact, he was quite sure that it wasn't a part of their 'normal' punishments. Of course, it was the first time he was using such tactics as well, but he was merely exacting his revenge, now using his tongue to invade her tunnel. He didn't have to wait for a reaction either, as she almost immediately started to moan yet again while still finding the time to threaten him. He continued for a couple of extra moments before pulling back, reappearing as he rose to his full length once more."You did more than enough, Diana... You are simply reaping what you sowed", he said, his left hand sliding towards the exposed opening, briefly passing over it without any kind of penetration. It was nothing more but a tease, a signal of what was to come as his free hand grabbed a hold of the rope once more."I compel you to tell the truth", his voice was commanding and confident, the lasso lighting up the moment he uttered the magical phrase."Do you want me to continue?", he honestly wasn't sure what she would say, but either answer was a good one in his book. There was no wrong answer, really: if she wanted him to continue, that would be enough punishment on its own and if she didn't want him to, he would do so anyway to prove he could do with her what he wanted.He would not even await an answer, sticking both his left middle and ring finger inside, forcefully yet carefully. He wasn't going for pain here after all, or at least not the pain he was used to dishing out. Soon, they were pretty much acting as a member, going in and out with speed. He made sure to try and focus on the sensitive parts too, determined to make the heroine cum a second time... Or at least make her believe that was the plan, for he wouldn't allow it to happen just yet."Does it feel good, Diana?", his right hand still clenched around the rope, he was mostly staring at the back of the naked woman's head, wondering what the reaction was going to be.
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For the second time the brave princess of Amazon Island had challenged the mere presence of her half brother on earth. Considerable powers of her foe hadn t made the dark haired princess think twice as she stood up against his ill intentions that targeted humankind. More than a voluntary duty, fighting him off was a requisite commitment for Diana. Crushing out this certain evil, extinguishing its flame before it could spread over the world was, more than anyone else s, Wonder Woman s responsibility. Willingly to stop his malignity, she had traveled to the temple without hesitation. Bending over for her archenemy s pleasure however was surely not a willing act. Diana understandably was not very happy about making such a detailed display of her firm backside and delicate bits. No! You shall stop this at once! The Amazon exclaimed as the lasso brightened up against her bare skin. It was a clear response. Wetness of her prized womanhood definitely did not reflect her eagerness on this frustrating occasion.Under the right circumstances, when her very lasso kept her bound, penetrating her sex was easier than piercing through the undaunted warrior s stubborn defenses. Her nectar already lubricating the brunette s passageway, two digits of her bold adversary invaded her womanhood rather easily. Some imperious struggling from the bound heroine made the target sway about, but couldn t keep her sex uncopied. No! Step away! Diana ordered. Being fingered had never been an aggression the woman had to face throughout her crime fighting career. It was a definite defeat. She was supposed to feel her enemies flesh on her knuckles, their blood on her sword. For a renowned heroine, it was quite discouraging to feel a pair of manly digits rubbing against her love tunnel. You went too far Ares! Wonder Woman claimed over the cold surface of the altar. She had come here to impose justice on her warmonger half brother. Considering her last encounter, perhaps it indeed was justice, just not the one Diana sought.Vigorous fingering she received danced Wonder Woman s shapely hips. Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! A chain of yelps escaped the brunette s lips on the other side of the stone alter. Moans of unwilling pleasure, spiced up with a good amount of frustration. It wasn t necessarily a tight fit, but the duo of fingers were enough to give her trouble. Natural defense mechanism of her invaded pussy was to release more of the heroine s sweet nectar to fight against the friction. Her love tunnel coated the man s fingers with the brave heroine s juices. UH! Good! Aah! O oh! While hardened breasts of Wonder Woman bulged under her own weight, a small twitch to her hips lightly bounced her round buttocks in place. With troubled eyes, the pretty warrior gazed straight ahead of her. While her view consisted of stone bricks and mortar that kept them together, Ares must have had a much more pleasant view behind the striking heroine s bent bottom.
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At least now he had a clear answer. Even though the body was clearly enjoying it all, the mind found it a horrible act... And he liked that quite a bit. The corners of his lips tugged slightly as she exclaimed her protests, filling the temple rooms with her voice as she struggled in a trial to keep his fingers at bay. In the end it only made it more enjoyable for the god of war as she almost literally shook her ass in front of him. He took it, alongside her clear objections, as an invitation to keep going. Not so much to punish her physically, but more so to get to her mind. The fact he could get her fingers right there where most women would only want certain people to come... It was easy to imagine how frustrating this was for her for he had felt the very same frustration a year ago. Have I now? I would think that I haven t gone far enough... Not yet, anyway. No matter what she told him, he knew her body was enjoying it. He could tell from her moans. Again, it had been the same for him. This was a d j vu, really, the only thing that had changed were their respective roles. He could feel the liquid gathering around his fingers, smirking as he started to understand what that actually meant. Her moans were telling the same story, of course. And suddenly, his fingers disappeared, giving the woman a chance to take a breather. Tell me, Diana... Have you been defeated? Has the proud Amazon Princess actually lost a fight today? It was an interesting aspect in his eyes. To a god of war, to someone who lived for battles, defeat was the easily the most important word in existence, along with victory . The taste of defeat had haunted him for decades, now it finally made place for that sweet victory... But no victory was complete without a clear defeat. And when was a defeat clear?When the loser actually admitted it. The lasso had forced him to admit defeat the last time, he aimed to let it do it a second time, be it with a different victim this time around. Oh, by the way... Did you just say that it felt good? Of course he had heard that particular word between her moans and of course he would take advantage of it. That was just who he was. Using the words of others, twisting them to his needs and then using them against their original owners. Even though she had specifically told him that it hadn t felt good when under the lasso s spell, he would throw that truth in the bin for the instinctive reaction that had come during the next session. Then I suppose I have no choice but to continue... The words had barely gone cold or he stuck his fingers back in, this time pushing his ring finger along with the others to increase the pressure. It might be a bit painful at first, for even he could feel that it was a lot tighter than before, but he could feel it moved along a bit. He was quite sure it would get more enjoyable after a while... And if not, then it was simply a good punishment.Three strong fingers explored the inner walls, rubbing the sensitive part while going up and down, helped by Diana s own liquids which facilitated the process. His free hand resting on the heroine s shapely butt, his eyes feasted upon the pretty sight of the heroine s slim but powerful body. Her once so dangerous thighs that had threatened to choke him, her bare buttocks, her fit body... It was a pity he couldn t see her face, for he would have killed to see the frustration that he knew so much. He could feel it, it was feeding him even more, telling him to keep going... Which was exactly what he did with inexperienced yet somehow skilled fingers. A squeeze by his free hand asserted his dominance even more as he tried to bring the brunette all the way to the edge a second time. Fight it, Diana. Fight it! It might have sounded strange coming from him, but it was a well thought out tactic. He knew she didn t want to cum, but he also knew the body could only hold on for so long. By telling her to fight, directly confronted her with the fact it was impossible to actually do so forever, which was exactly what he was going for.
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The perverse fate she unfolded today in the old temple was neither a joke, nor a funny situation for a prideful Amazon warrior of Paradise Island. However, fruitless struggles of her body and her compromising positioning over the stone altar was laughable, in a twisted way. The aggression that targeted her lady parts continued as the Amazon s enemy kept his fingers in her damp womanhood. She was helpless against the eager digits that violated her very womanhood. By now, the veil of Wonder Woman s secrecy had long been lifted. Her armor stripped from her fit body, what her hero costume used to conceal was no longer a mystery as she stood naked other than a pair of fancy boots. Removal of his fingers allowed the renowned heroine to replace her moans with intelligible words at last. Shallow breaths of peril stabilized as her adversary took a break from his restless fingering. You got lucky. Enjoy it while it lasts Diana looked back over her shoulder as much as she could, her pretty face frowning and filled with unmistakable irritation. A smart warrior would learn from her mistakes, not to repeat them again. At least I can still count mine. However big, one defeat was indeed easy to count. The princess intended to keep it that way as well. Being subjected to Ares s mockery once was more than enough for Diana. However, the time he spent fingering her pussy appeared to be not enough for the man as he shoved his fingers back into her opening after the short breathing room he bestowed upon the proud woman. Keen antennas of his hand penetrated her tunnel to pick up Diana s lowly treatment from where it left, sliding into her moist opening rather easily. Ugh! She snorted in a mixture of disgust and frustration.The precise strokes her tunnel was receiving now, it made the man s earlier attack look like aimless fingering in comparison. Given the circumstances, the questionable action taken against her womanhood couldn t be considered fun or acceptable for the mighty heroine. As she admitted before however, it felt stimulating regardless. Oh no. Oh no. O oh Diana s fierce eyes widened as the man rubbed her inner walls with rigorous touches. A fresh coat of her nectar lubricated her tunnel and the fingers that explored it. Mmm A a ah Faint moans interrupted her irregular breaths. A voice other than her own told her to fight against the pleasure. Diana increased her efforts to do that, refusing to turn into a man s entertainment material. Under Ares firm grip, her bare hips began to shake from side to side. S st S st A a a Wonder Woman squirmed over the table. Her breasts pressing harder against its cold surface. However it wasn t exactly cold what was making them harder. Stop! The shapely brunette exclaimed. Her strong thighs carrying the weight of her shapely bottom, Diana wiggled it in place. An inescapable sensation shortly overwhelmed her entire body. Ooh! OH! OH! No! Aah! No o oh n Above her parted lips, her eyelids curtained half of them as her pretty eyes twitched. Only the stone table to support the weight of her slim body, long and powerful legs of the Amazon slightly bent at the knees. Stubborn jerking of her tempting bottom ceased, her pussy lips getting into a loop of contracting and relaxing around the fingers that penetrated her.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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It might have been aimless fingering before, a ruse to keep her on her toes so to speak, though it also had to do with the simple fact he was by no means used to this dishing out this kind of punishment. He would have to add it to his repertoire, he guessed, considering it had quite the impact on the victim and it was truthfully more enjoyable than a classic beatdown. Of course, it helped that Diana was an attractive woman, though the god would never be able to admit such a thing. It could be seen as a form of respect or even attraction, which was definitely not the case here. She was his archenemy, nothing more and nothing less, and he had broken the family ties many years ago. But even if he hadn t done that, gods did tend to keep things inside the family His fingers didn t miss their effect at all, Wonder Woman s screams filling the room with ease, making his ears twitch slightly with joy as he felt her reaching her climax. Her struggles filled him with even more confidence, her clear disgust only fueled his desire and her final, sudden plea to stop strengthened his belief that this was indeed the right course of action. His fingers increased the intensity for a brief moment, almost slipping out in his enthusiasm as she finally reached that fateful stage. He wanted to pull out, but alas, he was too late as her sudden outburst of short but powerful exclamations signaled she had already fallen over the edge. It wasn t that big of a deal, of course, but he wouldn t have minded dragging it on for a bit longer, if only to frustrate her that little bit more, to make her feel that bit more helpless.But it would have to do. Her lips squeezed and release his fingers in a constant loop, his eyes watching her twitch uncontrollably as the orgasm took over. It was clear this one had been more draining than the last, though that was to be expected: while she had great endurance, no one was used to orgasming in such quick succession, let alone after a short, but relatively tiring battle. Tiring for her, that was, considering she had constantly been fighting against her bonds after maybe thirty seconds of them actually fighting. Still, he couldn t allow her to fall asleep now, for that would only be a blessing for her. Stay with me here, Diana , his hand soared through the air, aimed straight at her shapely butt, determined to fill the room with the sound of a powerful slap before walking towards the front of the table so he could see her face, going through his knees slightly to get to the same height. As expected, she wasn t happy. Anger and frustration were clearly featured in her pretty eyes, along with some disgust. Emotions that the God of War loved to see. Yes, the score was still two to one in the heroine s favor, but at least this was a defeat she would never forget, much like he would never forget his second one. The first one, while painful, had not nearly been as humiliating. I suppose it s easier to keep count of your defeats than of your many victories. Still, I have a feeling this defeat is not going to be easy to forget. He smirked, knowing all too well she would probably never forget this moment. I ll make sure of that , he added with a whisper, hand reaching to brush away some of her long hair so he could get a proper view of her full face while also making sure she could see his. With that, he rose back to his full height and started working on the ropes once more, removing the lasso from around her ankles, yet keeping it tight around the wrists: he couldn t take any risks, no matter how tired she was. An endangered animal No, he couldn t risk it, not when he was so close to the ultimate victory. Let s get you on your back , he said, using one hand to forcefully turn her over with a sharp pull on her shoulder, almost immediately walking back towards the other side of the table, trying to pull her arms onto her chest and stomach in the process. Keeping the lasso purposefully shorter this time, he started to attach the two ends to the respective ankles before loosening the knot around the wrists, reworking it all in such a way that the limbs on each side were almost forced against each other. Once more, she would find herself in a rather dangerous position, but that was obviously the point. You didn t think I was done yet, did you? , he asked, his head disappearing between her legs as his tongue lapped away some of the fluids near the entrance of her pussy, his hands resting on the insides of her thighs to keep them spread. We re only getting to the finale
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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Draining a demi goddess energy through such an exorbitant sexual assault was unheard of in rich history of Amazonian warriors. Like anyone else, a daughter of Themyscira could of course succumb to defeat, and have been before. But even in defeat, there was something honorable. What Diana experienced today, what she had been through in this spiritual temple however, didn t carry any honorable traits. The brave warrior was undoubtedly extremely angry at the god of war. She was also mad at herself though, for letting all this happen. And also carried the distinct traces of embarrassment for being used by a man in such a perverse way. After all she had been through in her bright justice career, it was an unfunny joke that two fingers could bring her down in the end. Upon an extracted success, her victorious enemy eventually pulled said hard working digits out of her relaxed womanhood. There was no pride in such a beating, and the Amazonian princess knew it was pointless to think any other way.Already high senses of the heroine had peaked during her eventual climax, her body had grown weak. A faint groan accompanied her exhausted body as the bare brunette exhaled the trapped air in her lungs. In this weakened state of frenzy, she was still quite susceptible to both pain and joy. An inevitable side effect of her recently reached climax. That escalated the impact of the man s strong smack. Momentum of his hand transferred into her defenseless hips, the wonderful pair of butt cheeks the woman had wobbled in a hurtful clapping. AIEE! Her brown eyes shut, she howled with the stinging pain across her rear. Her head jolted up. So rapid in fact, her golden tiara jumped off her forehead and flew into the air. When she opened her eyes again, they caught the annoying sight of her adversary, grinning down at her. A few deep breaths bloated her breasts against the surface of the altar. I won t forget what you did. Furious eyes threatened the god of war as she replied.Sides of her black hair covered more of her pretty face in the absence of her noble tiara. She turned her head away as Ares pushed her raven black hair strands aside. Apparently her wavy hair was not the only part of her shapely body the man wanted to move around. She remained restrained, however her position over the altar changed. A pair of strong hands turned the woman around. Wonder Woman s smooth legs were strong as they were beautiful, although she lacked the energy to use them to fight him off. As if they were not hers to command, Diana s delicate limbs were stretched and moved around in the man s determined grasp. Her struggles didn t do her any good. What are you Ungh What?! The brunette protested Ares puppetry. Her perky breasts once again came to light. Her ankles and wrists bound together, her pussy too was exposed nicely as before.The gap between her lifted legs allowed the woman to see her captor. The previous position the man forced her to assume was almost equally compromising. However she now had to watch it too. Get away from me! Diana shouted as the god of war went down on her, his tongue once again working to taste her flower, starting from the remnants of her last climax. That s enough! O oh! Above her hardened breasts, a shriek escaped her lips.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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He knew the consequences of his actions and he knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end of such a specific beatdown. However, he didn t regret a thing, definitely not when he thought about what she had put him through a year earlier. He was quite sure that he wouldn t have done the things he did today if she had treated him differently that time, but he couldn t say that he disliked it either. It made him feel even more powerful than before He wasn t sure if it was because of her hate either: he had a feeling it had to do with him being able to do about anything to the powerful heroine without risking all that much. I wouldn t want you to either , he smirked, having watched the mythical tiara soar through the air for a brief moment. She had never reacted this hard to a slap to her buttocks, which made him guess she was reaching her limits. Her sentences were getting a bit sloppy, her movements almost non existent as long as he didn t provoke any harsh reaction like he had done with the slap. It had been an easy task for the powerful God to move the heroine around, forcing her in yet another vulnerable position, having ignored her protests in the meantime.It was a different sight for Ares, yet it was as good if not better than the one he d had before. Her breasts were still standing strong, indicating he still had some time before the orgasm from before would wear off completely. Still, he didn t waste a single second, for he didn t even want to give her the chance to calm down this time around. Her words were easily pushed away and a simple lick was enough to cease her protests and to make a place for sounds that indicated he was hitting a sweet spot once more. However, he felt like he was missing something. He had her right where he wanted her and yet His victory still didn t feelcomplete. It didn t feel like he had humiliated her nearly enough to make her understand how much stronger he was, to show her that she was nothing compared to him. And then it hit him. Surely the ultimate humiliation for a woman was to be taken by someone they did not love against their will? Last year, you took a liking to a certain part of me, didn t you? Of course, the man couldn t resist bringing that up again, if only to try and make her feel sort of guilty, to make her understand that he was doing this simply because she had chosen to treat him the way she had done at that point in time. A couple of finger movements later, his skirt like piece of clothing falling to the ground as he revealed his impressive manhood. Having seen Wonder Woman in such a vulnerable position, it was already standing at attention and he could feel the blood and adrenalin rush through his body as he pulled her bared pussy a bit closer to the edge, his exposed member throbbing slightly at a short distance. So surely, you won t mind if I give you the chance to feel its potential one more time , last year, he had hated the fact he was cumming in front of her, that he was reaching climax after climax simply because she had wanted him to reach those. And yet here he was standing in front of her, showing off his manhood willingly this time, though he wouldn t show it for long. She would definitelyfeelit though, as its tip gently pushed the woman s walls to the side as he moved it in, a soft grunt escaping his lips in the process.As a God, he had had sexual intercourse with other higher beings before, but he doubted any had been as tight as Diana. At least she already offered him the lubrication he needed to move somewhat freely, which he did as he pushed on, slowly but surely moving his hips toward hers. Before long, he started to pump, a wicked grin on his face, a slight grunt escaping him as he did so. His hands were resting on her hips, keeping her in place. F Fuck S So Good It was true and he definitely hadn't expected it to feel this enjoyable, even though he had only just started."Concede... Diana... C Concede...!"It would probably be his last words, for he realized it would be impossible to talk properly once he got close to his climax.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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Contorted into a new position to unwillingly flash the delightful features of her attractive form, it would also bring more peril to suffer through. The great power she possessed had been long perished by an unmistakable exhaustion as Diana had a difficult time coping with what her archenemy did to her. An unacceptable burden for a prideful daughter of Paradise Island, to be rendered helpless while a man toyed with her sexuality in such a dishonorable way. Godly powers and mythical abilities of her enemy couldn t be considered an excuse for this disgraceful defeat. Amusing her adversary with many orgasms imposed upon her womanhood was a lowly blasphemy to her Amazonian heritage, an inglorious stain among the legendary tales. Her pride certainly didn t stood as high as her lifted arms and legs today. Diana channeled some energy into her bounds limbs. Other than wiggling her elevated bottom, her struggles once again failed to set her free from this disastrous situation.In a different kind of display of his strength, Ares lowered his armor, allowing the woman to witness the impressive size of his manhood. Mirroring the fun he had rather well, his member had been erected into a stiff rod. Wonder Woman was indeed familiar with this part of the cunning warmonger. Given the reversed circumstances of the battle, sheer size of his hefty organ posed a threat to the pretty heroine instead of giving her amusement. Similarly, Ares seemed quite proud of his large tool s liveliness on this certain occasion. Diana too couldn t argue with the considerable thickness and length of the member that stole her attention. Assumingly, wonderful features of the heroine were to blame for its clear excitement. Or rather the jeopardizing position that exposed so much of the brunette warrior.Verifying the sturdiness of her cocky aggressor s rod didn t sit well with the attractive heroine. Wonder Woman certainly lacked the same enthusiasm the stiff organ that pointed at her restrained body had. What is the meaning of this! The pretty warrior questioned, although she knew very well what kind of action her smirking foe had been hinting at. On top of all, having to welcome Ares manhood into her pink folds would have been the peak of her bitter defeat. Made to be explored by his fingers had already been an inadmissible affair all by itself, but being defiled by an inferior gender s most prominent part would undoubtedly be worse for the prideful Amazon. Violation of her rare flower as the conclusion of her lost battle would make a mockery of what she stood for. Don t even think about it! Concerned eyes of the brave heroine flared at the man.Additional struggles of Diana s bound body didn t change the accessible state of her gleaming sex. Uuh! No. Let me go! She protested this ill fate, while Ares aligned his solid member with her defenseless opening. Stretched thighs of the woman added to the tightness of her tunnel, albeit her wetness offering the necessary lubrication still. Between her lifted legs, the heroine felt the hefty head of his cock spreading her inner lips. The brunette shut her eyes close, her sealed lips twitching with the invasion of her wonderful pussy. Gah! Grandiose cock that filled her love tunnel eventually broke the seal of her lips as she gasped aloud. Oo ah! Wonder Woman groaned as his enemy commenced fucking her.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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What was it exactly that turned him on? It was undoubtedly the situation that he had managed to put her in. Sure, Diana was a pretty woman with attractive features, but that wasn t what turned him on the most. It mostly had to do with the fact that she was such a powerful being, a demi god who could beat about anyone, and yet incapable of protecting herself while forced into an incredibly vulnerable position. Combine that with the fact that she had beaten him twice before, that she had forcefully destroyed his pride and dignity and it made for a rather explosive combination. And he was about to explode right now. This was the final act of his revenge, you could say, and it had actually never been an actual part of it. It was just something he had come up with on the spot to make sure she understood the situation she was in, to ensure she knew who she was messing with."W Who w won today, h huh?" It was rather hard to get the words out properly, but he still forced them out anyway, if only to add to the humiliation.For the first time ever did he notice something different in her eyes. It had been filled with anger and frustration before, mixed with confidence and sometimes even some sort of joy and yet here it was: a hint of fear. Concern. It was rather surprising to see that even someone like Diana could actually feel something like that, for he had always believed that she was fearless. Then again, he had believed himself to be rather fearless as well simply because he hadn t feared death, but after last year s ordeal, he knew better. Diana would too from now on. Her grunt was like music to his ears, but he was too busy to actually tease her with it. He had other things to focus on right now, such as making sure he didn t accidentally slip out or something in his enthusiasm. He needed to keep the pace up as well to make sure it would actually end with a climax, for he knew full well that if he even stopped for only a bit, it could very well end the whole thing. His firm hands on her hips to keep her body in place, the God of War kept on pumping, his grunts growing louder with almost every thrust. He definitely enjoyed it, partly because of the actual sex and partly because of the feeling of dominance over his archenemy.As time passed, his thrusts became more powerful and his groans became loader, sometimes mingling with a gasp as he felt himself getting closer to that familiar feeling that he had experienced many times last year. It d been a long time since he had willingly orgasmed, but this was as good a time as any and he knew for a fact that it was going to feel great. H Hungh! , he pushed his hips forward once more, his throbbing cock indicating he was nearing his climax. He forced himself to try and lengthen the process though if only to try and make sure she would be forced to come as well. Not that it would make much of a difference, considering he wasn t doing this to pleasure her, but it would make the whole thing even more disgraceful for an amazon like Diana. So he kept going, gritting his teeth as he shoved his member inside to try and get the woman over the edge. He wanted to stomp that confidence into the ground and this felt like it was the best way to do it. Whether she liked it or not, he was going to get her to cum one final time.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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Letting a villain use her body to please himself, succumbing to his ill intentions that targeted her womanly bits, it was a hard fact to swallow for the prideful daughter of Themyscira. Certainly a conclusive ending to his enemy s considerable achievement. Besting the talented Amazon in sheer combat, hardly an easy task. More difficult than a mere defeat was to restrain the powerful heroine in a way that would render her helpless. Especially given the belittling position Ares had put her in. Such despair was a foreign feeling for the gifted warrior, to be defenseless against her enemies will. Considering the heroine s shameful defeat, having Ares eager cock acted as the final nail in the coffin, and a rather thick one at that. No way to stop the man, unable to slip free of her stubborn bindings, the brunette warrior had to deal with the bitter experience of a man claiming her sex against her will.The flesh of her archenemy squeezed into her delightful opening, squirming only made the existence of the meaty object within her folds more prominent. The tight tunnel between the Amazonian princess lifted legs hadn t seen much use, and was a noteworthy reward for a triumphant god s efforts. He looked and sounded to be enjoying to be the winner of this invaluable prize. Listening to the excitement of her aggressor added to Diana s frustration. Her peril was easy to read from her arched brows, but she kept her mouth shut, not to further play into the god of war s pleasure. However, keen strikes of the man had been making it difficult to save her grunts to herself, even for a powerful demigod. The defeated warrior s cheeks puffed, until a snort broke the seal of her lips. Gah! The heroine gritted her teeth.Strong thrusts of the man s cock pushed Wonder Woman s bound body back and forth with each persistent strike. Constant pounding of her pussy put the woman s bare breasts in a loop, her orbs swaying rhythmically as a response to his stabs, their apparent momentum exceeding other parts of her fit body. Thanks to Ares preliminary work, moistened walls of the woman s love tunnel greased his cock, allowing him to pump it rather smoothly despite its hefty size. Wonder Woman s tender pussy didn t stop producing more moisture as well. Just like the warmonger who used it, her peach didn t ask the brunette s permission to get wet. A ah!.. Unh!.. Agh! The restrained heroine groaned as he kept slamming his waist against her exposed hips. You won. Quit this nonsense! The heroine protested.After sampling the clinging pleasure of rubbing his tool against the princess inner walls, perhaps backing out of the temptation of the shapely warrior s sex required even more effort than defeating her in a tight battle. Her toes curled inside her fancy boots, the bold Amazon whimpered less heroically at the end of the thick rod that harshly invaded her. Ah, ah, goddess, oh! Combined with her unwilling moans, sloppy sounds of her pussy s invasion defiled the holy temple.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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Her struggles were futile and didn t bother him or his movements at all. If anything, they only made him want this even more, for her squirming around only added to the humiliation and to the knowledge that he was in fact in full control. While he had had that control for quite some time by now, it seemed to mean so much more to him now that he was doing what most would consider the most humiliating act a man could put a woman through. He couldn t even begin to understand for someone like Wonder Woman who had probably never been forced through an ordeal like this ever before.Her pussy betrayed a sense of freshness, which made sense considering the last time she had probably opened up those legs had been during the World War with that pesky pilot of hers. It did add some extra charm to the whole situation, now that he thought about it: after that one loving night, the next person to claim her was her worst enemy. She literally had fallen from heaven straight into hell, hadn t she? Her face made that all too clear too and while he would ve liked her to try and talk back to him, he would have to be satisfied with the occasional grunt.That was until she admitted defeat. Never had he thought to hear those words from her lips and yet here they were: she had actually given in. Not that it really changed the whole situation, for he kept on pounding her as hard as he could, but it definitely was the cherry on the cake for the God of war and conflict. Y You Never stopped Did you? , it would be his final words for now, for a gasp indicated he was getting ever so close to the peak. It was time to let the volcano erupt one final time, all while hoping that she too would be forced over the edge.It was a good thing this temple had lost its usage many years ago, for after today it definitely wouldn t be holy anymore. The sounds of her pussy were on thing but the rather loud A Ah! of the God indicated that he had reached the top. A load of sticky, white liquids was pushed straight into the heroine s tunnel as he pressed his waist against her hips to make sure he stayed inside of her, his throbbing cock releasing its contents with force. A couple of smaller loads soon followed the first one, accompanied by the man s gasps as he emptied himself, trembling slightly as he straightened himself instinctively, towering over the bested Amazon. Aah hah hah he was panting rather heavily, but he had a rather satisfied smirk on his face. That was to be expected, of course, considering he had now accomplished a complete victory over the superheroine.Still smirking, the man finally pulled out, briefly shaking his member to get rid of the final bits of semen and just leaned on his hands for a couple of moments, staring at her with that cocky smirk of his. I know you will remember this But I hope that you ll also remember you brought this upon yourself. You reap what you sow, Diana , he pulled his skirt back to its original position as he walked around the table, his fingers sliding over the woman s naked sides. I hope you liked the harvest , he added with a whisper, one hand reaching for her hair so he could force her to look at him, though he doubted she had any fight left in her body: she d been exhausted before this, he didn t it d be any better now. In fact, he was so confident that he took the risk of untying her without any kind of precautions, allowing her limbs to drop on the table before turning her over one final time so he could tie her wrists together behind her back, a rather standard bondage technique but more than enough for a situation like this. Pulling the rope down a bit, he connected her ankles together as well, but he kept the connection between her arms and legs loose so she wouldn't be forced to bend her knees."This is the end, Diana... I'm curious to know what humans will say once they find you... But by the time they do, I'll be long gone. Who knows, maybe World War Three will already have started by then", he smiled at the thought, knowing this was a golden opportunity for him. Still, keeping her as his captive simply wasn't his style and it would be all the more humiliating if her protegees found her tied up and used... With a final show of strength, the god lifted his victim off the table and threw her over his shoulder one final time, walking up the stairs towards the entrance exit of the temple, planning on leaving Diana behind somewhere in the jungle for anyone to find. And from then on, with his archenemy out of the picture, he'd be home free for at least a short while, time he would definitely use to start a war or two once more.
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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)
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A ripped confession, hesitantly uttered words that admitted defeat didn t make the man stop. Waist of the villain kept slamming against her bare hips just as hard, his cock still exploring the depths of the Amazon with each repeated strike. Nimbleness of the gifted heroine ended on top of a random altar. Keen pounding of the man s cock even made Diana get used to the sound of her own moans of peril. They were accompanied by the soft thumps Ares member made as it constantly shuttled within the proud heroine s tunnel. Ugh! Unh! I said you won! Diana repeated again, spoke the words that rarely came out of her tender lips. Her aggressor, on the other hand, didn t seem to be planning to stop. A godly stamina to fuel his perversion, banging of the pretty warrior s womanhood went on uninterrupted. Given the wonderful body of Diana, pleasant tightness of her stretched love tunnel, it must have offered plenty of fun to any man who managed to enter it.Cost of her sound defeat had been too dear today as Diana had to experience the taboo of having a man inside her. Gifted powers of the warrior had betrayed her. The biggest betray, however, came from the flower between her long legs. What felt like an endless supply of her nectar kept lubricating the man s cock as it keenly drilled its way through the brunette s widened opening. This time, the war had come to her inners, initiated by the god expert on the subject. She had chosen a path, where she would protect the weak. And although she tried to emphasize with them, the gifted heroine had now been put into a spot where she could truly experience how they felt. The feel of being weak and helpless. Unable to impede the victorious villain s abuse, she had to go through the frustrating truth of being claimed by her enemy. He did a good job claiming her as well, length and thickness of his rod allowing a deep exploration of her sacred cave.Where the wetness of Wonder Woman s pussy, firmness of her round breasts had long reached their limit, Ares seemed to be just coming up to the peak of his satisfaction. It only made his already fierce strikes harder. AH! AH! GAH! The proud Amazon shrieked at the end of the man s cock. Her exclaimed cries resounded aloud, however her defeated body didn t share the same level of over exuberance. Her beautiful legs starting to get numb, her body lazily swayed back and forth on the stone table with the repeated blows that troubled her womanhood. Pretty much unapproachable pussy of the Amazonian princess turned into the passageway of a man. Little droplets of sweat added a shiny finish to the woman s bare body, while the entrance of her tight pussy glistened around the thick shaft that invaded it. The shameful fate Diana uncovered in the old temple was indeed going to be hard to forget.In a final blow, hefty head of Ares member slammed hard against the end of her tunnel. The wave of the impact travelled across her bare body, shaking her firm orbs and grimacing Diana s charming face. The thick shaft of the man embedded within her, it throbbed against her walls. Signals of an upcoming climax threatened the remaining pride of the beautiful warrioress. No! No! Wonder Woman protested. Through her hardened breasts, her gaze settled upon the point of importance. Don t you dare! A flame ignited within her dark eyes. At the peak of the man s arousal, his excited cock climaxed in her. A warm stream began to fill Diana, actually a first for the woman. Uuh no Thick substance tainted her walls as the man emptied his load into her pussy.After a long fucking session, Ares finally unplugged his cock from the woman s pussy. The excess semen began to ooze out of the wonderful brunette s hole, the thick liquid slowly sliding down her opening and following the curve of her bare hips. For a woman who had been made of clay, she wasn t able to procreate. However, Ares her archenemy coming inside her was undoubtedly the ultimate point of her defeat, perhaps the lowest point of her hero career. White stain of the man visible around her swollen lowerlips, Diana s cried again, Oh.. O oh! Without a cock to penetrate her now. Light tremors shook her body, tensed her muscles. Just before closing them, her eyes rolled out to the back of her head. The irritating acceptance of being fucked by the god of war, and the feel of his thick seed filling her sex, it oddly triggered a taboo sensation within the pretty warrior. Her pussy lips spasmed in short bursts. Her nipples pointing straight up, her naked body bounced about as a soft whimper escaped her lips. O oh When her eyes once again caught a glance of her victorious opponent, the fire within them had ceased. No fury to sharpen her visage anymore, she looked back at Ares with a blank expression. She was washed out. Gravity ruled over her firm legs and strong arms as they idly swayed over the altar upon being released. W what are you The brunette managed to faintly ask, questioning her aggressor as he tied her hands behind her back.After such abuse, it would take Diana some time to collect herself. In the wilderness, under a tree, naked body of the pretty Amazonian drew an odd, but very attractive image. A short glance at her womanhood told a quite disreputable story. How she lost her battle, and much more in the mischievous events of this long day.***THE END***
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The Best Revenge (Impossible x The Scandinavian)
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Damn him. Damn them. Damn it all.The orange glow, ambient heat and the roaring sound of waves of molten rock crashing against energy shields seemed the perfect backdrop for his inner turmoil.The corpses of the Trade Federation leaders had been fed into the rivers of lava, and cleaning droids were scouring the control room, removing every trace of the brief struggle. No, the massacre. He had personally retrieved the security footage and deleted anything that might seem incriminating. To the galaxy at large, the story would be that the backers of the Seperatist movement, the men who had supported Count Dooku in his ill conceived crusade, had simply... vanished... when their defeat had become inevitable. They would be far from the first war criminals to go into exile to escape the repercussions of their actions.The people of the new Galactic Empire would moan and complain about the troublemakers having escaped justice. But there would be peace. Thanks to him. Why did that particular thought make him want to jump the railing and cast himself into the fiery sea?Search your feelings, Anakin. Before you can control them, you must know them. And to know them, you must first be able to name them.Do not try to put them into perspective, or make them presentable before you do. That way lies only delusion. Face them without fear, and they lose much of their power. Then you can decide what you must do about them with a clear head.One of the few lessons Qui Gon had managed to impart aboard the Nubian before they returned to Naboo all those years ago. Name your feelings.Fear, of course. He was afraid. So much was changing, and he had never handled change well. The war had become his home. He had had an enemy, an objective, and a way to prove his strength and courage. It had made him a hero. Now he would have to find a new way, and that was terrifying. And even with Emperor Palpatine's reassurances, he still feared for Padme.Guilt. However just the cause, he had betrayed much of what he had come to value, and the principles of many whom he loved. Oaths he had sworn, that had once granted him strength and comfort. It would be difficult... and painful... to reconcile everyone and everything he would need to to go on. Perhaps even impossible. The screams of the Jedi in the temple still rang in his ears. Maybe they always would.Anger. The only reason any of this was happening was because of the failings of others. The bureaucrats of the Republic had failed to negotiate or compromise or even admit culpability, and forced him, Palpatine and Padme to shoulder the burdens of the galaxy alone. The Jedi Council had failed to resist corruption, and had threatened everything he held dear out of sheer spite and lust for control. Everything had been falling apart because people kept refusing to follow the law, and do their duty instead of pursuing their own interests.So what must he do? He must trust Palpatine and Padme to know what was best, and would follow their lead. The three of them, together? They could make the Empire great. Make it fair. Make it prosperous. Make it a place where no slave boy would ever have to fear his mother being captured and tortured by Sand People again. That wastheirduty. The time for selfishness and indignation was over. It had to be. Or everything would have been for nothing.When he returned to Cosruscant, he would make it so.Anakin's ruminations were cut short by a movement out of the corner of his eye, a reflection in the dark sky. For a moment he thought his mind was playing a trick on him, until he recognized the shape. It sent a jerk of happiness and apprehension through him, and he wasted no time in running to the landing pad as it descended. Suddenly, the only thing he could think about, the only thing in the universe that mattered, was holding her in his arms again.He stopped before the ship, her Nubian, as graceful as the first time he had seen it in the desert under a blue sky, waiting for it to lower the ramp. Ready to take him to the stars, along with its angel. His hair was disheveled, and a shadow of stubble ghosted his jaw after the past few days. Dark rings circled his eyes, and while genuine, his smile of anticipation seemed... brittle. Too sharp around the edges.Nonetheless, his shoulders were squared and his jaw was set. Anyone who knew him could see the new determination in his eyes. He would do this, and do it right. And damn the galaxy to hell if he would allow himself to lose her along the way.
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Padm gripped the controls with a hold of iron as stars streaked past the viewport. She could have relinquished her hold on them shortly after breaking Coruscant's atmosphere had she wished, what with the auto pilot feature and Threepio to guide the Nabooian craft to Mustafar. Mustafar she'd never been and never imagined she would ever have any need to venture to the industrial planet. It didn't make sense as to why Anakin would be there other than on an assignment for the Republic. Did he even know that the Republic was no more?According to Obi Wan, Anakin knew better than anyone what was going on.Younglings.....surely it couldn't be true?"Mistress?"The prim voice of Threepio woke her from her reverie. She snapped into action and assisted in landing the ship on the landing pad below them. The sight of the river of lava sent an icy shiver down her back. Whatever the reason Anakin was on this forsaken planet, Padm felt it wasn't a good one. She took a moment to gather herself before exiting the cockpit. How she would broach the rumors that Obi Wan had shared with her was lost on her. Putting the horrid deeds to words seemed a herculean task.Yet, hadn't Anakin killed innocents before? More than once the massacre on Tatooine crept into her mind, having escaped the smothering grip she had on the memory."Stay with the ship Threepio," Padm ordered. She stood from the pilot's chair, holding onto the back of the co pilot's for balance, and looked beyond the viewport. Her heart leaped in her chest at the sight of a familiar figure approaching the landing pad. Despite her misgivings Padm hastened off the craft and down the lowered ramp."Ani," she breathed, embracing him tightly. The two lives within her moved and kicked perhaps they sensed their father."What are you doing here? Coruscant is in chaos. The Republic " Her words dried up as she searched his hardened eyes.
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His heart skipped a beat when he saw her make her way down the ramp. As it always had, right since he was a child. Even in the ugly light of the fire, even with that expression of concern and fear on her face, she was the loveliest thing he had ever seen. Her skin radiant, her posture straight and dignified as befitted a Queen and a Senator.Anakin didn't hesitate for a moment to wrap his arms around her, careful of her growing belly which seemed even more pronounced than it had just a few days ago. He held her, tightly. Desperately. Buried his face in her hair and breathed her in, as though her presence was an oasis after far too long trekking through the desert, losing one's mind.Everything would be okay now.She broke the embrace and pulled away far too quickly, and the look of disbelief and doubt in her face hurt him in a way nothing had prepared him for."The Republic is no more. I know." he said, refusing to let his voice quiver. He had done this, and he would not hide from it. "The war is over, Padm . I know it's... scary. To see things changing so quickly. But Palpatine wants peace. Order. He's going to need our help. It's the only way. The only one that makes sense."His voice held conviction, but the desperation in his grip around her shoulders had not faded.
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Padm swallowed past the lump in her throat when Anakin affirmed the news about the Republic. "He's dissolved the Republic," she reminded him. "And declared himself emperor. How could that bring about peace? How many voices will be silenced because of this?" Her hands moved to his face, palms flat against Anakin's cheeks. "Let's go home, Ani, to Naboo just like we planned." It was foolish to think they could hide away on her beloved home planet and avoid the insanity that would follow the shift of the Republic to the Empire. Still, she couldn't help but hope for simpler and safer times.She let her hands smooth down his shoulders to his biceps, letting them rest there. She gathered her strength and posed the next question. "Obi Wan told me.....terrible things. The " Her words cut off as she met his eyes. "The younglings, Ani? Please tell me it isn't true. I can't "Padm couldn't picture him putting the young Jedi to his lightsaber without regret. How could he, when he was due to be a father withing weeks.
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"The Republicwantsto be dissolved, Padm ." Anakin said, a note of gentleness in his words. "Even if it offends your sensibilities. I may be an idiot child when it comes to politics compared to you or him, but I've been out there, on campaign. On the battlefields. I've seen what all the holo shuffling and talking and money grubbing has lead to. We all know that things can't go on like this. And it's the right of people in a democracy to unite behind a strong leader when the need arises. Come what may. It has to be."He squeezed her shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes. Trying to force her to understand. "He'll need us, Padm . You more than me. He needs you to help ensure that itdoeslead to peace. That it isn't the end of everything we've been fighting for. I know you can do that. And we can't hide from it. We'll go to Naboo to have our children. But first we must go back to Coruscant and do our duty."Her mention of Obi Wan and the younglings broke his stride and his chain of logic, forcing him to release her and take a step back, drawing a deep breath. So Obi Wan was alive after all. He had figured as much, but the confirmation still shook him. The realization of what his master must have felt, seeing what he had done."It's not true. You can't listen to him, Padm . I know he's our friend, but he has always been a Jedi first. You know that. And the Jedi turned against us. Please, don't let him turn you against us." He felt like he was lying to her, even though he wasn't. He had sworn to his new master to keep the younglings a secret. But he would not let her believe that he would hurt a child, even to save the galaxy.
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Padm rolled her eyes in exasperation when he put himself down regarding his capacity for politics. The issue with her husband and politics was that he didn't have patience for the democratic system, flawed as it was. She'd expressed as such to him multiple times yet they still didn't see eye to eye. "They're saying he's a Sith, Anakin," she stated as she was forced to meet his gaze. "How could you stand behind someone like that? I'm not so knowledgeable about the Force or anything like that, but isn't he against all that you and the others stand for?" The others most of the Jedi had been killed already on the order of the emperor. She had a sad suspicion that few remained alive besides Obi Wan.Padm bit her lip as her eyes grew blurry with tears. She was never one to give into emotions yet one of the effects of her pregnancy was unstable emotions. The week prior she'd dropped a robe and Dorm had found her sobbing, unable to bend down to retrieve it. "He said there was proof, Anakin. You know I've stood by you during every dark moment thus far." The massacre of the Tusken Raiders hung unsaid in the air."So why would he tell me that there's holo footage of you....." She couldn't say the words for the image they summoned was too horrific to describe."He wouldn't betray us," Padm reminded her husband. Her grip on his upper arms tightened as if to punctuate her statement. "He's like a father to you he wouldn't lie."
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Anakin snapped back, angrily. "Yes, he's a Sith, but he still wants what is best for the galaxy just as you do. And it's a moot point regardless. You're not listening to me.He's already won, Padm . The Jedi could not stop him before, and I can't stop him now. He has the clone troopers. My men. And the support of the people. Theonlything we can do now is help him prevent further war. It's the only to make a better world, and it's the only way you'll live!"His hands found hers again, squeezing them, even his metal fingers holding her gently, as he always had. "Please, Padme. The younglings are safe, I promise you. He would never order me to do something like that. Obi Wan is misguided, and I'll save him too if I can. Come with me to Coruscant when He summons me. Let me show you that he means for us to rule alongside him in a prosperous and peaceful galaxy. Perhaps when I'm powerful enough... when you and our children are safe... perhaps we can hold him to account and move the Empire in the direction you want..."He was getting desperate. Foresight had never been his strong suit, but he could see it now, clear as day. Two possible futures. One where he convinced her to follow him, to submit to Palpatine and help him try to build the world they wanted out of the darkness his new master had brought to their destinies. And another path. One that lead only to darkness and pain, loss and madness, and a galaxy in ruins. The deaths of trillions.Helpless before this vision, he fell to one knee, looking up at her, his hands clutching hers. He brought them to his mouth, kissing them each. It was a gesture of helpless supplication. Their fate was in her hands, and his eyes implored her to think about her own safety for once. To make the hard decision and salvage what she could, instead of standing on her principles and doing the right thing until it all fell to pieces around them."Please, Padm . I can't go on without you. I don't.. I'm so... afraid... of what I'll become if I lose you. Don't do this to me. I beg you."
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Harry Potter: A Different Beginning (Ezralora and I only)
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Everybody has heard the story about the Boy Who Lived. A boy and his family who had been attacked when he was very young, and only the boy had lived. His parents sacrificing themselves to ensure that he stayed safe. This resulted in him being sent to live with his aunt and uncle, a pair of muggles, although his aunt did know about magic, due to her sister being a witch herself. Everybody knows about the great battle that ensured during the seventh year of the boy being at Hogwarts with the Dark Lord Voldemort, and how at long last the man had finally been defeated.But what if something happened and all of this knowledge was erased because it had never happened. Tom Riddle had never become Voldemort because he had never discovered the Cahmber of Ssecrets, he had never discovered the existence of the Horcrux. No instead Tom Riddle grew up as a regular student just like everybody else in Hogwarts.In this never occurring, the boy who lived never had to worry about losing his parents, or having to live with his aunt and uncle. No the boy who lived, Harry Potter, would be able to also live a normal life with his parents, and attend Hogwarts without worry of a dark sorceror trying to kill him all the time.But why exactly would this happen?Because there was another being that wanted it to happen. A powerful wizard himself, who came from a long line of powerful rulers, and wanted to ensure that he was the only one who could rule over the wizarding and muggle world. So he used his own powerful magics to go back in time and to rewrite that a few single events, preventing the Dark Lord Voldemort from ever coming into being.Now starts a new story for the students of Hogwarts, and a new year. Although little did any of them know that the year was going to get far more existing than previous years at the arrival of two new fifth year students. Fire red hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail as the young woman sat in the seat on the train, blue eyes just gazing outside watching as everything flew past them. Although her attention was dragged away from that when she heard the woman selling snacks outside the car that she was sitting in which had her getting up so that she could buy some snacks. If the other young woman that was sitting with her wanted some snacks as well, then the fire haired female would leave that to her to decide.After she had gotten what she wanted she was just sitting down once again with a slight scoff. "I'm really not excited about having to go to school." she commented after a moment in time. Especially to a wizarding school. There was no point.The young woman, whose name Izybel, was just opening up her snack and going back to gazing out the window. No she was excited to go to school but she wasn't excited all at once. She was excited because it was a new experience, and she would be able to meet some new people, but at the same time there wasn't anything that she would learn while there.After all, she was different from most witches and wizards. She, and the female sitting with her, were capable of wandless magic. Powerful and wordless wandless magic. They could just cast magic, which had baffled some in the past to see them use magic so efforlessly, without wands, and even without speaking anything at all.Izybel looked towards her sister for a brief moment in time as she ate one of her jelly beans before she was digging through her bag and pulling out her iPod, and putting one of the headphones into her ear, just listening to her music at that point in time. Granted she was a fullblooded wizard, she wasn't out of touch with the muggle world. She did know quite a bit about the muggle world."Okay I'm looking towards to this, but I'm not all at once. It'll be nice to make some new friends. Although it is going to suck trying to dumb it down and make it seem like we don't already know everything there is to know about magic." she mumbled after a moment in time. Their father had made sure that they learned everything about magic starting at a young age. There wasn't anything they couldn't do, and they were definitely the strongest witches in the school, student wise. Although their father was convinced that they had the power to rival even that of the headmaster, and he was a wizard that one didn't trifle with.
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Looking at the pair of them you could see a few similar traits between the pair. Though whilst her sister had the warm embrace of fiery red hair. Her hair was darker, closer to the look of dried blood. It might as well be described as nicely messy. Bits stuck out here and there, licking up or down, or curving away. A fair portion covering one of her eyes. She was wearing jeans with a thick boot for hiking on, a jumper and a scarf that covered her chin. The scarf was nice and had a yellow and black chequered pattern on it. Everything just seemed to fall in place for her appearance wise, apart from a long scar that ran from the middle of her left cheek, and down her back. It was part of the reason why she wore the scarf, just to hide it that little bit more. Though there was no denying that she was beautiful.Her brilliantly emerald eye flicked over to Izybel as she talked, it was the same situation every time. She didn't budge when the trolly came by, choosing to stay spread out on the seat of the train, one leg stretch out, the other bent. "Mhm." She responded as she went back to staring up at the luggage wrack. "Right an experience... as you've said we've done everything before. Yet here we are, going back. Yay...!" She mockingly cheered. "We get to wave sticks around, and continue to pretend that we belong in... what are the houses again?" She asked, she remembered them more for the animals than the founders. A lion for the strong, a snake for the sneaky. A badger to fit in and a Raven for... She grinned. A raven for a smartass."You'll change your mind about a few more times i'm sure before we get there, take those carriages up and that's bye bye to our home for another set of months. Wait..." She sat up as she yawned, stretching her hands above her head. "What classes are we doing this year?" Macha was always a little like this at the start of the year, slow to get going but once she started her competitive side began to show. She had already solidified a reputation in the school, mostly good but there was definitely a bit of a dark stain to that light.
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Izybel looked towards her sister for a brief moment in time before she was giving a soft giggle before she cooed, "The houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. I'm a Slytherin." And it was a bit fitting at times, she was rather sneaky, and a bit conniving as well. With that she was brushing her hair out of her face and leaning back in the chair, just humming along to her music a bit as she watched her sister. Man this was definitely going to be an interesting year and yeah her sister was right, she would end up changing her mind a few more times."Honestly I'm glad to be away from daddy. As much as I love him, he has gotten a little more obsessed." Izybel commented after a moment in time. Yeah they were determined to help their father with his plan, of making himself king of the wizarding world considering that would make them the princesses. And they were already powerful enough to hold their own as it was. They wouldn't have to worry about anybody being able to dethrone them easily, or their father. After all he was the one who had gone back in time and prevented Tom Riddle from becoming Voldemort.Yeah this was an event that the girls knew about. But their father had told them the true history that they were missing out on. The entire story about Voldemort, Harry Potter, and everything that had happened. The true story was an interesting one as well, with Tom Riddle discovering the horcruxes and basically breaking his soul apart, then becoming Lord Voldemort. The battle between the death eaters and that of Hogwarts. But that was a history that nobody else knew about, other than the girls and that of their father.
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"Right..." Macha slumped back down as she stared up at the luggage once more as if she were going to try and set the damned thing on fire. "I'm the one with the uh... the uh.." She waved her hand through the air before cursing under her breath as she whipped her legs over the side of the seat and stood on it to reach her luggage. With a click she opened her case and began rummaging through her case. After a few articles of clothing being thrown away behind her she pulled out her jumper and examined the crest on it. "Lion.." She muttered and just threw it back into her case along with the other discarded items.She huffed and sat down again. "Why did i persuade the hat for that? I mean come on it's not like we actually belong in any of them. Oh ho if you have these certain character traits you get put into this house." She mocked before scoffing and peering out of the window. It was certainly getting darker out there."Speaking of being away from the old man. What's the plan for this year?" She asked Izybel, "Are we actually doing anything just yet or simply keeping up appearances?" She questioned before cracking her fingers as she stretched her arms above her head, pressing against the luggage holder.
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"Gryffindor, that is the house that you are in." Izybel spoke with a small giggle after that point in time before she was helping her sister get all of her stuff back into her suitcase so that they could put it back up onto the luggage shelf. With that she was giving a small shrug before she spoke, "Yeah I don't understand the traits part at all, considering if one thinks about it, a person would belong in all of them more than just one."She was thinking for a brief moment in time when her sister asked what the plan was for that year. Were they actually going to do something or simply keeping up appearance. Their father had commented that they should definitely show off a bit, and show that they weren't to be messed with. And possibly even let the damn teachers know that he was still around. After all their father had gone to school with Dumbledore so long ago."I say we do something." she spoke after a moment in time with a slight grin. What they were going to do was a good question, but she was definitely wanting to cause some problems. No doubt about that. And she was a bit excited to see Draco as well, she had missed him over the summer.
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Macha blew some air out to move an annoying strand of hair out of her face. "Something though, what could that something be." She scratched the side of her face, unconsciously following the scar on her cheek for a little bit before snapping out her own thoughts. "I mean we could try and rejoin the duelling club this year, and work on that competition side of things." She added, it would be interesting to see how they would do like that. Macha was never really one to hold back and that was known way back in first year.She chewed the inside of her cheek as she glanced around the compartment before peering over to her sister. "Or anything else you're planning on doing with the year? I mean you may as well let loose the information. I'll find out one way or another." She added a mischievous grin spreading over her face.
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Izybel looked at her sister for a brief moment in time before she spoke, "We could join the dueling club. I would love to show them what we are truly made off." With that she was giving a small giggle before she was pushing some red locks out of her hair before tilting her head back towards the ceiling of the train then looked at her sister as she asked if there was anything else that she was planning for that year."Well.... There is that tournament that is suppose to happen this year. That competition between the three schools. I'm thinking off.... spicing up the challenges. Of course I'll be sure that nobody gets too injured." she spoke with an almost devious grin. So the original competition had taken place in Harry's fourth year but this time it was taking place fifth year. Which really didn't matter much to her at all. In the end there wasn't going to be a portkey that would take Harry to a creepy ass graveyard where his foe would be getting resurrected.She did purse her lips before she spoke, "No the non tricky thing I plan on doing is actually asking Draco out." Her love interest that was for sure, although she hadn't ever bothered to ask him out. Not because she was afraid of his answer or anything, she just hadn't thought that it was the right now. Most of the time it was almost as if Izybel didn't feel fear at all... which was far from the truth. She was just good at hiding her fear externally, even if she was terrified. Getting backed into a corner without a fight wasn't her style at all.
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Macha perked a brow at her before taking in a deep breath as she was talking about some guy she had a crush on. She chose at least this time to not mock her for it. If anything she was a little jealous though she would never say it. She had asked people out but, well she was always that little bit too intense at times and that didn't sit well with a few people. "Maybe we could try and enter it... or one of us to really show up some people." She muttered before coughing into her hand.She tucked her arm behind her head as she slumped back down on the seat, putting her feet up. She remained quiet for a long time as she just stared at the luggage rack. "What do you even hope to get out of this relationship? I mean do you really think the old man is going approve of it?" She asked with a small smile, through her hair she could probably make out the flash of a yellow eye, unlike her green one.It would appear a little bit menacing in someways but she was most likely use to it by now. She hear a few students outside of the compartment talking to themselves as they began to walk around the train, meeting other friends and what not. She stared out, taking a note of the people there. "But beating people in the 'duelling' club is agreed then."
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"I definitely agree with entering to show up people." Izybel spoke with a faint chuckle before she was popping another jelly bean into her mouth. Oh that was a nasty one that was for sure, and that was evident on her features.She was studying her sister after taking a drink of her water after she was being asked what she wanted to get out of a relationship. "A relationship in general, and I honestly dont care if father likes it or not. Honestly you wouldnt think he would care. The Malfoy family has great influence and is a powerful family. He would want that on his side." Izybel shrugged after a moment in time.She listened to the people outside of the compartment before she was using magic to poof on her school robes. The nice thing about being on the powerful end, they were able to teleport and the wards couldn't stop them. How they got together at night most the time."We going to fuck with the norms like last year? Despite us being a Slytherin and Gryfdindor, hanging out together." Izybel spoke with a faint grin. How confused everybody had gotten, considering their houses were suppose to be "enemies", yet they were always hanging out.
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Macha stayed where she was, not changing just yet as she scoffed a little. "Of course there the reasons.. just a relationship." She grumbled and folded her arms, burying the lower half of her face in the black and yellow of her scarf. Her gaze flicked back to her sister as she asked her about it and shrugged her shoulders. "I mean it's not like i can just go from being all sisterly to hating you for wearing green in a blink of an eye is it?" She asked her with a feint smile that was perfectly hidden by her scarf."As long as you stay off that pitch i see no reason to do anything to you. Plus you're like my closest friend as it is." She ran a hand down her face as more of her blood red hair was brought over her face. "As sad as that sounds.." She waited another few minutes before her clothing changed into the red and black robes of gryffindor. The only thing that stayed was the black and yellow scarf with which she was reapplying.She looked into the dark window of the compartment eyeing her reflection, moving some of her hair over her yellow eye to hide it better. "I mean it was annoying enough to have to persuade the hat i would be perfectly suited for Gryffindor." She began to mimic the things voice. "Aaaah yes Macha i see a great confidence in you, compelling for greatness... much like your sister. Perhaps this boldness will do well to be used in Slyth No thanks i'd like Gryffindor. Wait but I'm fairly certain i can act brave when it comes to it." She shook her head laughing partially. Satisfied her hair was sorted. "Again looking as cunning as ever in silver and green." She could feel the train beginning to slow and lazily hooked her fingers around her trunk and pulled it from the luggage rack until it thunked to the ground. "What about you? Are you sure you want to keep tabs on the Lioness of Gryffindor?" She mocked, she was never one to like nicknames... but that one kind of felt a little fitting though those sixth years had it coming.She most assuredly got into trouble for it, but it had just added to her reputation. Their father certainly wasn't happy, not that she had fought back and beaten them thoroughly but that she willingly got caught at the scene of the crime."Oh.. if you ever need, a... ehem. Moment to get to the Malfoy boy just let your sis know and she'll do her fucking best to make sure you get as loooooong as you want."
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Izybel was giving a small giggle before she spoke, "Well daddy wouldn't approve as well, and you know my like for doing stuff that he wouldn't approve of." After that she was pulling her red hair up into a ponytail and watched as her sister was wrapping her yellow and black scarf back around her neck. Hufflepuff colors, but it wasn't as though her sister really cared at all. "I would never stop hating you, despite what house you are in. Not like it really matters what house one is in. In the end, regardless, you are learning the same thing and graduating in the end."After that she was giving a small giggle before she spoke, "I don't see why you did. I enjoyed listening to the hat try to figure out which house I should have been in. That was more than entertaining, then in the end I just mentioned mentally that I was definitely more of a snake than anything else." With that she was giving a slight giggle before she was listening to her sister as she mimicked the conversation that had occurred between that of her and the sorting hat. The expression that had been on the features of everybody when that had occurred had been more than entertaining. Izybel was looking as the train began to slow which had her getting up so that she could get her own luggage down, listening to it thud on the ground then just looked towards Macha at the mention of keeping tabs on the Lioness of Gryffindor. "I usually keep tabs on you, you are my sisters. Although, I don't typically step in unless you actually need the help, or ask for the help. Otherwise, do your own thing." she grinned after a moment in time.She did give a faint smile before she spoke, "I think I'll be able to get him easier enough. Heck there is competition but... none of the girls after him are that pretty." Perhaps she was having a big ego at that point in time, but she knew that the others so didn't stand a chance. Honestly the only one she could even was as beautiful as her, or even more, was that of her sister. Their natural beauty was definitely something that they prided themselves in.Before the train was coming to a complete stop, Izybel was taking her hair out of her ponytail and braiding it over her left shoulder. In the braid she wove her in her silver and green ribbons, and was tying it off with her black ponytail to stop it from coming apart. Her typical hairstyle actually.
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"That was indeed a rather impressive conversation that was going on at that point yeah." She commented remembering her sister's time with that old rag. She smiled for a brief moment before glancing around as she patted her sister's shoulder with a soft hand as she made her way to the door of the compartment. "Well i do have to say if that's the case, Draco isn't really going to stand a chance now is he?" She grinned at her before sliding the compartment door open, but the crowd was rather huge on the outside and she moved back inside."Yeah i'd say we wait a few minutes for people to move." She folded her arms before putting a foot up on the edge of her case. "So.. anything else we need to discuss game plan wise before we go back into another year filled with sheep of the future of the wizarding world?"
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Izybel looked towards her sister before she was looking towards the crowd that was outside before she was cooing, "I don't think there is anything else to discuss, other than how we are going to take over the school." There was a devious grin on her lips at that point in time before she was brushing her hair out of her face and then soon enough she was grabbing up her bag to leave the compartment, now that it wasn't as crowd and they could actually get out. No the sooner she could get off that stuffy train, the better she would feel.
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Macha let out a slight sigh and followed shortly after dragging the case behind her as she hummed quietly to herself. Once she left the train she made out the silent platform and the first years who were gathering around the giant Hagrid. She shook her head briefly and moved past it, it wasn't anything new or remotely interesting about it. Just a bunch of new years being excited and wide eyed to the chance to practice magic.She made her way to the carriages and placed her trunk down before clambering inside and picking a seat. Being one of the last to leave the train the carriage was already rather empty. She was simply expecting it to be an easy ride up to the castle where the feat would happen, talking chatting. Catching up... it was just all too friendly. She huffed and closed her eyes as she sat in the carriage, burying the lower half of her face into her scarf once more.
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Izybel was strolling after her sister, glancing over towards the first years that were all gathered around Hagrid. God she was so glad that they hadn't been all wide eyed and excited like most first years were. Actually due to having already starting to learn magic prior to going there, they were a bit indifferent to it all. With that she was walking over to the carriage with her sister and climbing up, setting her bag down as well. It was nice that it was pretty much empty at that point in time, she really didn't feel like dealing with people too much at that point in time.
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Macha sat in the carriage and sure enough it was starting to walk itself as it headed towards the castle. She took in a deep breath as she looked over the inside of the carriage. "Well i guess this is it for the rest of the evening, you'll be partying it up with the Slytherins to celebrate the start of the year, and me with the Gryffindors. What fun we shall have, i really question why they leave this celebration so late." She said before grinning slightly, it wouldn't take long for the carriage to get to the castle.Draco was already sitting down at the table in the hall. He looked a little different in this time line. He wasn't as sallow or had as much of a sneer. Though there was a slight mocking smirk on his pale face. His white blonde hair was loosely tied into a rather stylish ponytail. Tied together with a deep green ribbon. He was talking to a few others with a slight nod, working up with a few of the elder years as well. Being on the Slytherin team had its perks in the house.
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Izybel looked at her sister before she grinned and spoke, "I am looking forward to this partying. It is fun to see people after the summer, sometimes anyways. Plus I'm curious as to what pranks the lovely Weasley twins are going to pull this year." With that she was leaning back although it wasn't as though it took them long to get to the castle and she was standing up, grabbing her bag before jumping off the back before the carriage even stopped. After that she was looking towards the school that was looming before she was walking off towards the doors, pausing for a moment to wait for her sister. As usual the Le Fey sisters would enter together before they were parting ways.
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Macha popped her gum a little before closing her eyes as she waited for it to come to a stop. She got her luggage with the others and gave a small smile to Izybel before she gave a wave and started to part now that they were in the castle. She coughed into her hand as she slipped onto the bench and glanced over the crowds of people there. The teachers were at the table as usual looking over the students as they worked. The usual staff, Hagrid as well. The first years beginning to be sorted in. With each new person a cheer from the house.
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Soon enough they were walking into the large room with everybody else before she was giving a wave to her sister before she was gliding off, heading towards where the other Slytherins were sitting. A few of the Gryffindors were greeting Macha as she arrived to the table before they were taking to cheering as the first years were being sorted in. Izybel went over and sat down next to Draco, just watching as new students were sorted out. How boring this event was, although she couldn't wait for the food to start appearing.
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Macha smiled and nodded, putting on for the people there before she was watching the new years beginning to join to the table. It was always a bit weird how the table always managed to remain that little bit empty despite more people joining the table. She gave a small wave to a few of the people there.Draco glanced over his shoulder and smiled a little at Izybel. "Oh hello there, making a small entrance as usual?" He asked her before clasping his hands together. "How was your summer?" He asked her, his voice oddly smooth despite the crowd uproars around him.
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Izybel looked towards him for a moment in time before she scoffed and spoke, "For now. The fun hasn't even begun. Who is to say that I don't have something planned." With that she was giving a small grin before she was shrugging at the question of how her summer was. Same old same old. Nothing new had really happened. "Same as usual. Kind of boring."Hermione looked towards Macha as she joined them before giving a smile then spoke, "Hey there Macha." Nope she wasn't really any different than she had been in the previous time line. Still a smart brainiac, although she wasn't as close friends with Harry and Ron this time around. Probably because Harry Potter wasn't anything overly special this time around.
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Draco peered at her with his grey eyes before nodding a little. "I suppose then." He said to her and was a little surprised at the amount of information she wasn't giving away. "You say the same thing every year you know that? I mean surely something has to have happened but hey." He raised his hands in the air before looking back over to the hat. "If you want to keep ti a secret it's all yours." He didn't seem offended, "What was boring about it then? If i may ask?"Macha perked her head up as she was staring at her plate wondering when the food was going to start turning up before she heard her name being called out. "Hmm..?" She lifted her head up before seeing Hermione calling. She frowned a little before waving her hand a little and found a small smile on her face. "Err Hi Hermione." She said before lowering her arm to drop onto the table with a thud.
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Izybel gave a small giggle before she was cooing, "Oh I have something planned. Lets just say.... I may have teamed up with the twins for a special show." With that she was giving a faint giggle. It was nothing major, just setting up fireworks from the top of the towers. Which required sneaking into the towers to do just that. Not something that would be difficult for her whatsoever. "Just lighting off fireworks from the towers this evening." she smiled before she just shrugged and spoke, "We didn't do anything."Hermione was giving a chuckle before she spoke, "Good to see you again." Hopefully the sorting ceremony would be done soon, a number of people were hungry and ready to eat it seemed. Herself included.
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Draco perked an eyebrow as she mentioned something that had been set up. "I see, well working with Gryffindors... i guess that is in your area." He muttered, and glanced over at Macha. "But if it is something interesting then the years will appreciate it i'm sure." He added a smile still on his face at the thought of it. He knew the twins and what they were capable of if they tried at least.Macha gave a small nod, before deciding that it was most likely best to answer. "Oh yeah, good to see you too. " She said and looked back up tot he high table before letting out a sigh. The last of the first years was sorted. Hufflepuff, and then the Headmaster gave his speech. A speech about a big event that was going to be happening before the feast. Though she would smile at it, her stomach gave a large gurgle.
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"I mean.... The most difficult part is definitely going to be sneaking into the towers tonight after lights out." Izybel commented after a moment in time before she was leaning forward before she spoke, "You already know that I find it pointless to have the separate houses. In the end we all learn the same stuff." With that she was giving a shrug before she was turning her attention back towards the headmaster as he spoke. A big event that was going to happen before the feast. "Oh and I've got a few plans to make the goblet of fire competition a little more interesting." Izybel grinned. Yeah she was the Fred and George of Slytherin most of the time. A trickster.
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Malfoy let out a sigh with a mixture of a chuckle. "If you're the one that believes they can do this, then best of luck to you." He said with a shake of his head, she did always seem to be the ambitious one. He cleared his throat before drumming a finger on the table as they talked. "Hmm... well maybe i should put my name forward." He suggested with a slight grin, "Could be interesting to see how you can effect this games.""And with that any student fourteen or over can put their name forward." The Headmaster began, and looked over his half mooned spectacles. "However, i warn you younger years that if you are to enter there is no going back. If you enter you do so at your own risk. It is sometimes the bravest thing to know when you have reached your limit." He added before waving a wand that very much looked like a wooden skeletal finger. A golden light shone out of it before a large stone goblet appeared before the room. The hall fell quiet before a blue flame erupted out of it. "The names will be announced on the first of October... and if you are chosen my you respect your school well. Now i'm sure everyone is hungry let's dig in." And just like that, food and drink appeared on the golden plates and in the goblets for the hall to chime in on. Though it took a few moments for the people to start as the Headmaster's message settled onto them.Macha looked up trying to catch her sister's eye before grinning a little. She would definitely be putting her name in that goblet tonight.
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Izybel looked towards him for a moment before she was giving a small giggle, "Hey I planned on helping them. I'll be planting the fireworks while they distract the teachers so that I can do that. I hope you aren't going to tell on me." Not that he would actually, no there was no fear there. And she wasn't really concerned about any of the other Slytherins saying anything either. She played with her braid a little bit before looking at the Headmaster as he talked about the upcoming tournament that was coming up. And explaining that those fourteen or above could put their name in the goblet, although once your name was put in, there was no removing it. Her eye did catch that of her sister before shew as giving a faint grin back. Oh yeah she was definitely putting her name into the goblet as well."You wound me so. We've been classmates for a while now and you haven't learned not to underestimate by skills." Izybel spoke in a fake pout to Draco before watching as the food was finally being served. About time.
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Draco perked an eyebrow at her before lightly pushing her shoulder. "No need to get so worked up about it." Was all he said before he started to pile his plate with a moderate amount of food. As ever it smelt good, and was all ready for everyone to dig in. He plucked up his knife and fork, spinning the fork between his fingers for a little bit. "There's a difference between me underestimating your ability and you over estimating them. You might be.." He waved a small bit of beef through the air. "Very skilled, but getting cocky has been the end of a fair few people."Macha glanced over as she saw her still talking to Draco, letting out a small laugh under her breath as she pierced a potato cleanly with her fork and plopped it into her mouth. She looked along the table, seeing those of the house chatting amongst themselves enjoying it and finding it a little strange. She... she felt if anything a little left out. She closed her eyes before letting out a quiet sigh and a few words later she had managed to move on up and was sitting next to the braniac. "Hey... err.." She looked down at her food, why was she so bad at small talk? She could go with her sister, she knew her well enough. "Interesting year huh? Lot of people from different schools." She said, brushing a lock of her blood red hair behind her ear.
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"I'm never cocky." Izybel commented as she started to put some food on her plate before she was humming softly. Oh everything looked so delicious. And perhaps at one point in time she would have been cocky, but by now she had pretty much learned her limits. She knew how far she could push something before she ended up pushing herself too far. "I mean it hasn't ended me yet, and you know I take risks often." Although that was usually worse in potions class, and throwing random stuff into a pot to see what could happen. She was taking a bite from her baked potato, and giving a coo of satisfaction. So delicious.Hermione was looking over towards Macha for a moment in time before she gave a smile before she spoke, "Oh yeah it is most definitely going to be an interesting year." Already she heard some of the others discussing entering the tournament, and it seemed like the Weasley twins were plotting something as well. Making candies that would enable those under fourteen to step across the magic and put their names in the goblet. Or so they thought. Although considering it was the Headmaster that had put the spell around it, she already knew it wasn't going to work.
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Draco shook his head as he let out a slight laugh before looking over her properly and nodded his head. "Well yes i do know you well, first year if i'm correct. Seems like that was ages away now." He commented as he scraped a bit of beef through some nice gravy. Once it had soaked up an adequate amount of gravy he popped it into his mouth. "Though if i didn't know any better i'd say all these pranks are you making up for lost time over the summer. Considering how boring it was..." He briefly looked over the tables before seeing Macha talking to that... Even in this world he was not the most keen on muggle borns.Macha smiled briefly, "Are you thinking of entering the competition? I mean out of most people on this table, i'm sure you'd be able to at least figure out what is going to happen in the challenges before most people." She said, seeing a few of the others at the table. Rigel Black, looking much like his father, Ron Weasly, the twins. Harry Potter as scruffy haired as she had been told. All of them unaware of what had happened, and what had changed. "Sorry i'm not the best at the whole... conversation thing, if i haven't really known you too well." She admitted as she played with a bean on her plate, feeling a little guilty for being a shit conversation. She was a confident person, and it annoyed her when she couldn't present that aura. Though most of the time it came out in rebellious acts, fights, quidditch, or anything she could be in competition with someone else with. Macha just needed a few days to get going.
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Izybel gave a small chuckle before she spoke, "It was ages ago and no... I played plenty of pranks during the summer. Even found an old spellbook and learned some new magics." She was giving a slight grin before she was taking a bite out of the buttered roll that was sitting on her plate. The food was always so amazing, even if they often had to wonder where it had come from. She did take the time to look around at everybody and realized that nobody would ever know about the timeline change, and even if she had tried to tell somebody, they probably wouldn't believe her at all. Hell at first she hadn't believed it, until she had actually seen her father change stuff first hand.Hermione was looking over before she was shaking her head then spoke, "No I'm not going to be entering. But yes I probably would figure it would, which is why, I plan on helping whoever is chosen as the champion for Hogwarts with the challenges, regardless of what house they are in." With that she was taking a bite out of the green bean casserole that was on her plate, savoring it a bit. It was good, although it had nothing on her parents homemade greenbean casserole. It had her miss her muggle parents a bit, but there wasn't much that she could do about it. They had known she was different, and they had allowed her to attend Hogwarts back her first year. And they continued to support her. Muggles that didn't care about the magicking world, as long as their daughter was happy. That is all that mattered.
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Draco smirked as he shook his head before taking in a deep breath as he glanced over at the goblet again. It did attract a fair few glances from the students that were around. He brushed a hand through his hair gently before clearing his throat. "But still... another year." He said and gave a small smile, "Oh yes i forgot." He pulled a badge from his pocket. It was a prefect badge. He gave her a small smile before slipping it back. He didn't feel like wearing it just yet. "My father and mother were rather pleased. And well the extra authority is sure to come in a bit handy later on." He added, his grey eyes looking over her for a moment. "What about you? I don't know who the other prefect is of this year."Macha nodded and grinned a little, a bit of her confidence starting to flair and that was just good to keep it going. "Well it could just as well be me." She said before stuffing a bun into her mouth and let out a heavy sigh. "I mean provided the big goblet spits out that bit of parchment." She looked over her for a moment, she had heard how she aided Harry Potter and Ron Weasly, but now. She was just as normal as the rest of them, though no matter what she was sure Hermione would be getting close to top grades throughout.
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Izybel looked over towards him when he was showing her the prefect before she was giving a small chuckle then spoke, "Oh Mister Malfoy the Prefect. Going to boss us all around." Of course she was teasing him then was just raising an eyebrow when he was asking about her, and commenting that he wasn't sure who the other prefect was. This had her giving a shrug of her shoulders before she spoke, "I have no idea anymore than you do." God she would make a terrible Prefect that was for sure, and she really didn't want anything to do with that. Any more than she ever wanted to be named head girl. Nope nope. "I can imagine that would be please." she spoke before she was taking a bite from her food, and was just listening to the others that were around them. Strangely enough though, despite her being a little prankster, she did well in school.Hermione looked towards Macha for a moment in time before she was taking a bite out of her food before she was looking towards the others, the people that were talking about entering the competition. Or those that were talking to the twins about wanting to get one of their candies so that they could enter themselves in the tournament. "It isn't going to work." was all Hermione could comment in a rather loud voice after a moment in time before she was taking a bite from her dinner roll.
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Malfory perked an eyebrow up before smirking a little as she said that. "Of course, why wouldn't i boss people around with this shiny new badge?" He asked her with a little laugh as desert began to appear on the tables. He drummed his fingers for a moment before helping himself to it. "I'm sure people were given these badges for a reason otherwise, well it's just wasted metal now."Macha smirked a bit to herself as the desert was shown on the table and a few others beginning to speak about plans to do it. "Oh for.." She shook her head and was quickly pulling out a few things. Within a minute or so she was pushing back on the bench and moving back out over it. She stood there in the hall for a moment before she made her way over to the goblet. The flames lapping at the air violently. She lifted her hand and dropped a crumpled up bit of parchment into it, the flames turning darker for a brief moment before she turned and began to leave the hall.
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"No promises I'll listen to you, even with your shiny new badge." Izybel teased the Male then watched as her sister was getting up and putting her name in the fire. The first one who had decided to do that it sseemed.It was amusing to see the shocked look that everybody had which had her giving a slight smirk. After that she was watching as the dessert appeared before she was bouncing to her feet, and gliding off towards the goblet. Mind as well get her name in there. Unperturbed by the flames, she dropped a piece of parchment in there. Yeah she had been like Macha, a bit annoyed by listening to people plan to do it. But nobody actually got up. After that she was turning and walking back towards her spot, and sitting next to Draco once again.
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Macha continued to walk through the corridors, seeing a few of the ghosts who decided to not attend the feast gliding through the castle. She rubbed the side of her head before taking a few more turns and was walking steadily through the school. Knowing that practically every student was in the hall. She rounded a corner before jumping up onto the ledge and curling up into a windowsill. She was glad to be back at least... it was always a good way to be away from him. She leaned her head against the stonework. "A month and then we'll know..."Draco smiled before laughing a little. "Of course the pair of you are the first ones up." he muttered as he sipped from his goblet. "Never the ones to sit still." He said, and watched as it seemed like the sheep began to follow. The actions of those two having knocked them over the edge to decide what to do. "Well here's to a potential champion." he said to her and lifted his goblet a little to her. The others at the Slytherin table cheered and toasted a bit to her and a few of the others as well.
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"Well somebody has to be first, and I'm not afraid to enter it." Izybel gave a giggle before she was raising her goblet in toasting towards the other Slytherins that decided that they were going to put their name in. Heck there were a few of them that were even prodding Draco to go up and put in his name. Pansy, who was like overly obsessed with him, was even offering him a kiss if he went up and put his name in the goblet. This had one of the others commenting that nobody wanted to kiss her, which had Izybel snickering a bit.
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Draco shook his head as he let out a sigh. "Not a chance, i mean with the amount of students putting their names in right now. It probably would not make the difference." he retorted and perked an eyebrow at Pansy. "As tempting an offer as that is, i stand by what i said." He added before grinning at the one that made the joke as he sipped from his goblet once more.
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"You would actually wanna kiss her? Who knows what you would get." one of the other guys scoffed, which had somebody commenting that he could kiss Izybel instead, at least she was pretty. Not that she was really paying attention, nah she was talking with one of the other girls that was sitting right next to her at the time. At least she had been until one of the others was commenting that they were talking about her, which just had her shrugging. "Eh oh well. I'm hearing what they are saying I'm just choosing to ignore it." she chuckled before she was taking a bite from her cake.
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Draco let out a sigh as the conversation was taking a turn that he didn't really want it to. "Oh boy.." He mumbled to himself as he raised an eyebrow as a few were recommending Izybel. "Listen i'm not going to be putting my name in just now." He said, "And that, is that." He placed his fork down before glancing over Izybel as she spoke. "Probably for the best." He agreed when she said that she was just ignoring it. A few of the other teachers at the table were beginning to get up to leave, as the Headmaster said to them all that it was time to tuck in. With that, Draco was up his badge in place and started directing the first years to the Slytherin common room.
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Izybel was giving a small shrug before she spoke, "I've basically learned how to ignore those around me, especially when they are talking about non important things." With that she was watching as the teachers started to get up. Huh seemed like they were all getting dismissed to head back to their common rooms, which had her looking towards Draco. "You know with you being a Prefect, I probably shouldn't have told you my plan." she cooed in a playful tone before she was getting up and sashaying out of the room.
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Draco blinked at her before he left and gave a smile, "What plan?" He asked and moved past her. "First years follow me." He called out, and was soon being engulfed by the eager first years that wanted to leave the hall and explore the school. Though a fair handful of them looked as though they were about to collapse on their feet from sheer exhaustion of their first day.Macha was sitting at the portrait of the Fat Lady as she glared at the picture there, she could already begin to hear the rest of the Gryffindors heading up the stairs towards her. She hadn't been picked as a Prefect for some bizzare reason she was sure, and thus didn't know what the password was. "About damned time." She muttered under her breath as she folded her arms, waiting to hear what it was, and see who the new Prefect was.
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Izybel was giving a small giggle before she spoke, "You know I love you." After that she was helping herd all of the first years along, making sure that none of their lovely little snakes ended up getting lost. "I don't suggest wandering off at all. Getting lost can lead into some rather dangerous situations." she hummed at a few of them that were talking about sneaking away to explore. There was a slight smirk on her lips when they ended up jumping a bit, and she was just continuing past them, actually falling in next to Draco. Hell even Crabbe and Goyle didn't even stop her, and usually they would end up keeping people away from the blonde haired male. As if they were bodyguards protecting their lord. "So... I had a question for you." Izybel cooed at him as they stood outside of the Slytherin common rooms, waiting for all of the first years to get there.The Gryffindors walked up being lead by that of Hermione, who had been named a Prefect, although that didn't seem to be much of a shock to many. "First Years, keep coming this way." she called out as she walked up to where Macha was at, and was looking at the Fat Lady, who was turning her attention towards them at last. She had been just staring at her glass of wine priorly, but now she seemed to notice that they were there at last. Hermione was looking towards the woman and speaking the password, which had her just speaking, "Go on in" before the portrait was swinging open.
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Draco rubbed the back o his head as he was keeping an eye on the new years. The dungeons as ever were cold, or cooling but of course as soon as they moved into the common room the heat of the emerald green fires and lamps, as well as the view from under the lake would be sure to stop them complaining. "Parceltongue." He said and with that the door clicked open before swinging open and everyone began to pour inside. Malfoy turned to her his grey eyes settling on Izybel. "Okay, what is it?" He asked her, as he slipped his hands into his pockets.Macha smiled a little at Hermoine as she appeared along with the first years before she let out a feint sigh. She looked up at the ceiling seeing the other stairs starting to change once more. "Hmm..." She mumbled and smirked a little at the new prefect as she walked in. "I suppose you were the best choice for the job, congratulations." She patted her on the shoulder. She didn't hang around in the common room and moved the room she would be sharing along with the others in her year before finding her stuff and flopping back onto the bed.
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Izybel followed after him and watched as everybody took to pouring into the common rooms. The first years were looking around wide eyed, almost unsure what to think. Oh the same "reaction" that she had given when she had first gotten there. Despite the fact that none of it had really surprised her at all. Her attention was turning towards Draco when he was responding which had her chuckling before she cooed, "My question is... will you go out with me?" This had a few of the others looking over a bit shocked, more so because she was actually asking a guy out. Usually she was turning them down.Hermione looked towards Macha before she was giving a small smile then spoke, "The other Prefect for Gryffindor hasn't yet been decided. They are actually deciding to do something new this year. One Prefect is predetermined then the second will be more or less decided by the rest of the house, and the first Prefect. I'm going to have a vote later tonight." All of the houses were doing it that way, so that the House had more say in who their Prefects were. But the headmaster had already predetermined who the choices were, and had already listed those that could be voted for. And there were a total of ten other names that one could decide from, Macha being one of them.
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The white blonde haired boy frowned briefly for a moment, one eyebrow being perked as she asked. He glanced around at the others as they were looking at him. "Sure could be fun, we could head out at the first Hogsmead trip or somewhere in the school grounds." He said to her with a small smile, it wasn't a sneer or a smirk it was just a genuine smile. "So that would be a yes for clarity, now everyone who's name isn't Izybel get back to your own business." He yelled to the others and they began looking away. He had to admit he was surprised that she had asked him out, he hadn't tried or asked her. The thought was always in the back of his head but there didn't seem to be a good moment for it. Seems as though she had beaten him to it though and he was a little relieved.Macha glanced up as Hermione spoke to her before popping her gum. "Right, well that sounds like a fantastic system they've introduced." She said and gave a thumbs up with a meek smile. "Could show that the second person in a way is just the thing the house needs... or a practical joke." She added and grinned a little as she slipped her scarf off and draped it over headrest. She rolled her neck around briefly before stretching her arms above her head. "Who are you going to be partnered with. Haha, can't wait to see this." She grinned a little at her. She moved some more of her forward to cover her yellow eye before turning around. "When's the vote then?"
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Izybel looked towards him for a moment when she spoke, "When I asked you out, I was more asking if you would be my boyfriend. Not to just go on a date." Was she bothered by the people that were watching them at the time? Not really. She could easily make it so that they didn't remember the conversation at all. With that she was pushing a few strands of her loose hair from her face before watching as everybody was scurrying off away from them. "Don't scare them too much, lovey." she cooed before she was smirking and giving him a kiss on the cheek before she was drifting off.Hermione gave a small chuckle before she spoke, "I like it a bit more. Gives the students a little more ability to decide and be more comfortable talking with their Prefects." With that she was handing over a copy of the list of people that they could vote for before she spoke, "Any one of these ten people. You are on the list as well." She was giving a wave before wandering off so that she could go and show the first years to where they were sleeping, and give them a tour of the common rooms.
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Draco frowned a bit at her, "I thought that, being a boyfriend involved taking out my girlfriend on dates." He said before smiling a little as she kissed him on the cheek and shook his head as she just drifted off. "Right.." He muttered before seeing one of the older prefects explaining the process of voting. He listened casted his vote before smirking and walking off. He did try and find Izybel around, but if he couldn't he would just head to the boys room.Macha smiled but it quickly dropped as she looked at Hermione. "Wait what? I didn't agree to that i won't be!" But she had already headed off. "Oh for.." She stared at the list, hatred bubbling in her eyes as she saw her own name there. That was the last thing she had wanted. "Great.." She slumped back down onto the bed and found herself reading the other names on there. Ron Weasly, of course. Harry Potter, Shamus Finnigan, the Pyro. Neville Longbottom. She subconsciously began to trace the scar on her face down to her neck as she read the names.
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Izybel gave a small giggle before she cooed, "I'll see you later." She would probably end up sneaking into the boys area of the common area to see him. Wouldn't be the first time. She had snuck in before in the past to hang out with him... a few times actually. Although perhaps things would be a bit different now that he was a prefect, maybe. Who knew. She did listen for a brief moment to what was being said about the voting for the second Prefect. Well that was definitely something new. Different, and she wasn't sure what she thought about it. But whatever, if that is what the headmaster wanted to do. Had her wondering who was all on the list, considering that is what people were talking about. The list of people that could be voted for. She did pause for a moment in time when somebody mentioned that Draco was looking for her.Hermione looked towards her for a moment in time before she was giving a faint chuckle then spoke, "If you really don't want to be apart of it, just let me know and I just toss out the votes for you. Whoever gets the second highest amount will be the other prefect." With that she was looking around and smiling gently, watching as the older students were taking to showing the younger students around. And explaining some stuff, and then there was Ginny scolding George and Fred for wanting to prank some of the new students. Initiation in a sense.
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Macha shrugged her shoulders before she flopped back onto her bed and cleared her throat as she stared up at the ceiling thinking this through carefully. Eventually she just decided that if it happened, it would happen. It's not like she would make it amount to anything and there couldn't be much to it other than telling people stuff they should already know. She shook her head as she got changed and climbed into the bed before trying to at least get some sleep before the next day.Draco left the vote counting to the other prefects before he slumped into one of the smooth leather green sofas. He brushed a hand through his hair before letting it out of its pony tail. Despite it just being the first day back, well not even that. Evening back he was rather tired already. "Back at Hogwarts..." He murmured to himself before stretching his hands above his head.
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Eventually Izybel was walking over to where Draco was at and sitting down on the sofa next to him, one leg cross over the other. "You make it seem like it is a bad thing to be back." she spoke with a slight grin and wasn't at all shocked to see Crabbe and Goyle come over to sit near them. It was actually kind of nice to see that even in this timeline, the three of them were still close friends. And Crabbe and Goyle were a lot different from what they had been, they weren't as dumb appearing, and weren't always wanting to eat sweets.
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Draco glanced over at her before grinning ever so slightly. "It's not a bad thing to be back, it's just a little different i suppose." As his father had not been a death eater, he had not been brought up with that closed minded mentality. He still had the general upper nose that purebloods have but that edge was never refined by Voldemorts touch. "Just new students, new classes, final year before NEWTs. OWLs this year and then there's that tournament going on and on top of that Quidditch." He blew out air into his cheeks. "Just controlled chaos. What about you? You glad to be back and at it?" He asked her, he remembered the first year when the pair of them showed up. There was something different about the two of them and he could never really put his finger on it. As he got to know Izybel though that became less and less and he just started to enjoy her company.
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Izybel just listened to what he had to say before she cooed, "Well then Mr. Prefect, better be sure to keep them all in line." With that she was smirking at the mention of controlled chaos. Man if only he knew the truth about everything at that point in time. "I'm mean I'm looking forward to this year. I'm thinking about joining the dueling club." she hummed after a brief moment on silence before she was laying her head on his shoulder, not even really bothered by if anybody said something. No even in this timeline, Draco was still basically the king of the Slytherin house. "Although I can't stay overly long, I have stuff to do." Izybel commented after a moment in time. She had to head off and get those fireworks planted.
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"Ah yes of course your big plan." he said and smiled, it felt nice when her head rested on his shoulder. It sent a very slight warm buzz through him as he let out a content sigh. "I'll be sure to turn a blind eye this once at least." He teased, before gently moving his elbow into her side with a light touch. He just enjoyed the moment, "I might join as well then, always fun to test your skills against another." He added with a grin, that still never seemed to leave his face.
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Izybel just looked towards him before she was giggling then spoke, "I figured that you would turn a blind eye. And it isn't as if my actions are to endanger anybody. It is just for some fun and entertainment. I would be the only one who got hurt if it came to that." With that she was looking at him with a gentle smile before she was pursing her lips in through before she spoke, "Or maybe I'll just do that tomorrow. Not like we have to worry about classes tomorrow. Benefit of the day after the sorting ceremony usually being a weekend." That being said she was shifting so that she could lay her head on his lap, just looking up at him and her feet dangling over the arm of the couch.For the last number of years she had debated talking to him about assisting them, gathering comrades like their father had suggested. Those special people that would be more or less exempt from the rules of their father when he stepped up to become "emperor" of the world basically. It was still so strange to know of the past that nobody else knew about. It was strange to see Harry Potter as just a regular boy, and knowing that during the tournament he wasn't going to get yanked into a strange cemetery."Boys and girls must be at least a arms length away." spoke one of the students that had walked up to them, holding a sheet of paper out for them. The voting that was happening, which had her snagging it to look at it. What the heck was this all about? Oh yeah the other Prefect. "Well this is quite unexpected. Voting for a Prefect. Interesting that they would do something like this." she commented as she looked through the names. Oh hey she was on that list. Nope her becoming a Prefect would be about as terrible as her becoming head girl. She so wasn't fit for that job at all. "As for arms length away, I would like to see you get me to move. Even Professor Snape tends to let me do what I want. Not hurting anybody." Izybel cooed at the other student.
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Draco rolled his eyes as she began to speak. "Well it would have more impact today to say the least." Was all he said and didn't object as she placed her head on her lap. He took in a deep breath before raising his hands above his head. "You know something tells me you're just too comfortable for me to stand up now." He said, and took the paper. Tapping his wand on his vote before the paper vanished with a pop.He glanced down at her before shrugging. "Not like you're going to be moving too far away from me right now." He added and fell quiet for now, looking at the glass pane between them and the lake and the fish that swum by the green water.Meanwhile back in Gryffindor house, the votes had been cast. Oddly enough it seemed that Macha had been the one to be elected and a few of the students were calling to get her up out of bed so they could celebrate in the true gryffindor way. Stolen food, butter beer loud music and sweets all through the courtesy of a second late night voyage of the Weaslys.
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