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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)

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.
 
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.
 
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 (and last year) 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 (minor) 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.
 
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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