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Wonder Woman's Loving Authority update
🕑 Added 2017-04-02 17:18:49 +0000 UTC Dawn's hot, gilding light replaced the cool radiance of the moon. Even the aptly named birds of paradise, which normally held court on the lawn and vocalized the daybreak with their celebratory songs, were silent, as if stunned by the scene of utter devastation. The Dante-like debacle that spread before their beady eyes was the result of the damnedest pagan holiday the island had seen since Diana was born. There were remnants of food, empty bottles, and numerous items of clothing scattered about all over the grass.There were also a few discarded bodies... discarded by all but their owners, that is. Under the shrubs that bordered the fence, face up in the flowers by the walk, draped over porch steps and rails, even lying nude on the grass in such perfect physical condition and picturesque beauty that they could’ve been modeling for a painting. Brown, white, and yellow bodies of various sizes and descriptions festooned the courtyard. Mostly they were still and quiet, although now and then a fitful twitch of arms and legs, or a low, contented moan gave evidence that life still lingered.
Over the entire scene, almost as tangible as a miasmic mist rising from a swamp, hung the crisp aroma of that perfume that emanates from the female body when in heat, and the ranker, richer musk of drying semen.
The adopted Amazons slept peacefully and sweetly. Dick was in a fountain, fish flashing over his naked body as he, Kory, and Donna soaked in the pure water. Kara Zor-El was on one of the benches with four native Amazons. Cassie had fallen asleep watching Dick and his paramours, and she still laid against the pedestal she’d been leaning against, her superhuman musculature giving her the horse’s ability to sleep upright in comfort.
By noon, most of the revelers who had been left behind when the party broke up, had aroused from their slumbers and, grinning widely to themselves when they remembered what a hell of a party it had been, had trudged home or to the beach… although some had lingered for one last bit of fun. Artemis was one of those, and it was only Hippolyta’s half-disapproving cough that could pry her away from between the half-awake, but receptive, Diana’s thighs.
“I have a task for you,” Hippolyta said.
***
“Let me get this straight,” Jason said in the same courtyard a few hours hence, having done his fair share to clean up what mess remained after the animals had picked the lot clean and the party supplies had biodegraded into the landscape. He had not been permitted to join in the festivities. “You two are going to have sex with me… and you have to do whatever I say?”
“Within reason,” Artemis said.
She and her companion both looked to be in their early thirties. Artemis had a perfect figure—her breasts moderate and round, with dark-brown halos the size of silver dollars tipping them. Her red, triangular patch of pubic hair was neatly trimmed and shaped, sharpened like an arrowhead.
Lyla Michaels—Harbinger—was just as pretty as the redhead. She was short, slender, and delicately featured. Her long, golden hair glistened brightly, and she eyed her shapely friend almost as much as Jason did, smiling expectantly. She was sitting very properly with her hands in her lap. But the flush in her face was a lot worse than Artemis’s and her eyes were gleaming. It was like she was imagining the same possibilities of Jason.
“Stand up,” he said. They did, and their obedience sent a charge of arousal through Jason’s body and down to his groin. Yeah, BDSM Island wasn’t just the name of a failed Fox reality show…
“Strip,” Jason said. “Both of you.”
Lyla turned pale but she obeyed. Artemis was already undoing her robe and letting it drop off her shoulders. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She shook the bra away from her tits and she saw Lyla’s admiring glance. Lyla was well built, but she didn’t have the tits that Artemis had.
Lyla had stripped down to her panties. She was trembling but Artemis couldn’t tell if it was fear or delight. The blonde struck Artemis as a woman who wanted to do right, but couldn’t. Her own body hungers betrayed her.
“That’s good,” Jason said. “But I want both of you naked. All the fucking way! Now!”
It took them both only a few minutes to complete the ritual of undressing. They were quite a contrast to each other. Artemis’s skin was darker and her body was a lot more lush. The blonde looked pale and skinny by comparison, but she was still enough to turn Jason on. Artemis could see his cock growing stiffer.
Lyla wet her lips with the tip of her tongue at the sight of his bulge. It had never looked better to her. The high point of the tent was throbbing with visible lust for her. She wanted to drop to her knees and worship in front of it. To take it into her mouth and suck like she’d seen the others doing with their own men.
Jason could read the look in her eyes. “You’re a little sweetie-pie, aren’t you?” he said. “I’m going to teach you a lot of things before I’m done with you. You’re going to be a woman some man can be proud of! Both of you, get down on your knees and suck me hard!”
Lyla started to kneel, but Artemis stopped her, a firm grip on her shoulder to hold her upright. “We can’t do that.”
“What the hell?” Jason demanded petulantly. “Why not? You’re supposed to do whatever I say, right?”
“Whatever you say,” Artemis agreed. “So we were ordered by Queen Hippolyta. With the exception of letting our bodies touch your phallus.”
Jason sputtered. He could not have been more surprised by a sucker punch. “So I can tell you to do anything I want, but you won’t touch my Johnson?”
“I said within reason. That’s the reason.”
“That’s bullshit!” Jason cursed.
“Would you like us to leave then?”
Jason gritted his teeth. “I hate this teachable moments shit.”
“You’re here to learn compassion,” Lyla piped up, sounding as if she was quoting someone. “Part of that is appreciating the pleasure of others as well as your own.”
“Oh, like you wouldn’t come plenty with me pounding you!”
Lyla blushed.
“I’m sure she would,” Artemis interposed. “Themyscira is a land of wonders, after all…”
Jason was almost growling at this point, feeling a hot rush of violent energy in his chest. He knew what he wanted to do. He’d show Diet Wonder Woman, and not with some bondage crap like she probably expected from him. He’d get her off hard, make her wish she could take his cock.
“Lie down on your back,” Jason told her. “Open up your legs. Spread your pussy too, while you’re at it.”
Artemis rolled her eyes, but complied,. She bent her knees back toward herself before reaching down and spreading her labia, revealing the smooth pink flesh within. “Wanted to see how wet you’ve made me?” she mocked.
Jason moved between her legs for a closer inspection, replacing her fingers with his thumbs. It was true, she was still quite dry, making Jason a little grateful he didn’t have to cross the desert with his dick there. Her asshole was pink and puckered tight, though, winking at him as she flexed her asscheeks. The heady scent of her well-used pussy rose to his nostrils like an intoxicating vapor. He pushed back the hood covering her clit, and her pearl-sized button came out from hiding, stiff with excitement.
"I'm going to eat your pussy so hard you'll have to beat me off with a stick!" Jason said hoarsely.
“Can I just skip to beating you with—“ Artemis shivered when she felt his hot breath blowing softly against her drenched cunt. She gave a whimpering cry when his tongue made sudden contact with her clit, probing ever so gently but with enough friction to send tingling sensations racing through her body.
She felt his tongue changing course, snaking its way deep into her passage, swirling, twisting, probing. She threw back her head, eyes shut, and sighed approvingly, squeezing her tits together with her hands.
“Okay…” she purred. “Okay…. Okay…”
He tongued her pussy a few more moments, then lifted himself up over her body and began kissing her, shooting his tongue deep into her mouth.
Artemis could taste her own juices as their tongues fought a sweet battle. He kissed her throat, then sucked on the side of her neck for several moments. He eased downward, and she arched her back to offer him her huge tits.
She squirmed and moaned as he took one of her highly sensitive nipples in his mouth and began sucking on it, while sliding his fingers up and down her slippery cunt lips at the same time.
"Ooooooh, that’s… yes. Suck my nipples. Play with my pussy. Yes. Yes.” Artemis spoke as if composing a shopping list, trying to hide how good it felt.
“So I can’t get you off, huh?” Jason asked her.
“No, it’s not that, it’s just—“
“Maybe you’re such a slut that you’ll just come from anything.”
“That’s not—“
“If I tell you to come,” Jason interrupted, “do you have to?”
Artemis thrust her crotch against his hand as he skillfully played with her pussy. He went from one tender nipple to the other, sucking them, teasing them, nibbling them gently with his teeth.
He then slid his flat wet tongue down the middle of her body. Suddenly she felt him pushing her thighs farther apart as his mouth pressed against her creamy pussy again.
"Oh, yes, Jason! Eat me! Eat me!" Artemis cried, staring up at the sky with wide, lust-filled eyes.
Her fingernails clawed at the ground as she felt his tongue doing delicious things to her sex. He held her legs back against her body, her pussy fully exposed as he ate her cunt diligently.
Lyla watched, envious, biting her nails, wishing Jason would give her a command and yet worried that he would, worried she would be tested in the same way Artemis was being tested, that she would have to live up to Artemis’s submission in some new and unproven way, and she was so worried that she didn’t notice Jason eying her until he spoke.
"Get down there and lick my ass," he told her.
Despite the strange request, Lyla was magnetically drawn to do anything he asked her to at this instant. She placed her hand on his firm, muscular buttocks, but as she brought her face to his ass she found herself unable to do what he expected.
Artemis added her voice to the arguing chorus in Lyla’s head, moaning "Ohhh, suck it, please, Lyla, suck his asshole."
For a moment, Jason saw her hesitate. And then he reached out to grip her head, shoving her down around his crotch. Hesitantly her tongue licked at his bare ass. But that still wasn't enough to satisfy him. He wanted her to get right in his asshole and suck.
"Suck, suck, suck," he intoned. "Suck my asshole. Go ahead."
He could see her face reddening now as he forced her to extend her tongue and twirl it around his anus. He got so excited at this point he was barely able to stand it. His legs twitched as her hot tongue penetrated his squirming anus.
Jason hadn’t forgotten about Artemis. She squirmed and bucked and thrust her hips up to meet his eager tongue. She'd never been eaten like this before. His techniques were unlike any other man who'd eaten her before. He ate all of her–her cunt, her asshole, everything!
While his tongue was busy licking and probing around her asshole, he teased her clit with skillful fingers. His tongue and fingers were in constant motion, licking, squeezing, probing. She could feel the heat burning hotter and hotter in her groin, building up to a fantastic climax. Her head flopped from side to side as though she was losing her mind.
Lyla's lips twirled crazily around his tight, quivering anus. The pleasure of having her licking him there got him so excited he reached for his palpitating hot shaft and began pulling on it. His impatient throbbing cock felt as though it was going to explode any second. But first he shoved his loins into her face. Jason grabbed his throbbing thickness and jerked on it, demanding that she eat out his ass all the while.
Lyla had never been asked to do anything quite so degrading before. Tears trickled from her cheeks as he forced her to accommodate his bizarre, lustful desires.
"Go ahead," Artemis ordered her, "lick his asshole."
She clasped his buttocks and let her tongue slip all around his bare ass. He got so excited now that he was shaking. Jason felt her rapidly plunging tongue stabs developing into a rhythm and this got him more excited than ever.
"Suck his ass," Artemis panted as she watched Jason wildly pump his thick cock.
His hips gyrated as he felt the excitement tingling through his body. He had come alive now. Jason massaged his own balls and pulled on his shaft as Lyla sucked out his ass. Closing her eyes, Lyla developed a rhythm with her tongue stabs. She wasn't going to stop now. She kept her tongue penetrating up his rectum until he was so excited he was shaking.
"Suck my ass," he said anxiously into Artemis’s womanhood. "Suck it."
He shoved his loins up against her face and she could feel his cock throb.
Artemis was just about to come. She was only a few seconds away from climaxing, just another few strokes of his wet tongue on her pussy. But he pulled his tongue away, licking his lips instead, tasting her juices on his mouth instead of fresh from her sex.
“You have a strap-on?” Jason asked her with his suddenly free mouth.
“Wha… yes. You want me to use it on—“
“Lyla. I want you to fuck Lyla with it,” Jason ordered. “Do it now!”
“Well, she does turn me on,” Artemis mused, catching her breath. “I owe her that much…”
As Artemis went to strap on a large pink dildo, Lyla kissed Jason’s anus again and again, felt it suck at her lips as if kissing back. She probed the swollen pucker with her tongue, working it into the crevices. Jason's asshole began to open slightly and Lyla shoved her tongue inside it easily. At the same moment, she stuffed three bunched fingers up her drooling, pulsating pussy. Both she and Jason groaned.
"Ohhhh, yeah, fuck out that asshole!" Jason growled. "Shove that tongue way in there and fuck it out! Oh shit!"
Lyla sneaked a look at Artemis. Her strap-on wasn’t as large as some of the others that the Amazons had used on her, but it was large enough. Lyla couldn’t help trembling as she thought of her pussy being reamed out once more.
She tried to distract herself by obeying Jason’s wishes. Lyla twisted her head, trying to bury it up Jason’s asshole. She forced her tongue in so deep that she thought it would rip right out of her mouth. As she snaked and fluttered her tongue, licking out all the crevices inside Jason's asshole, it contracted rhythmically, sucking her tongue. Jason moaned as if he were being tortured. Something started to swell inside his asshole, throbbing like a miniature heart against Lyla's sliding tongue.
“You’re taking a while with that strap-on,” Jason taunted, watching her just as Lyla had. “Grappling with penis envy?”
Artemis smirked. "Jealous, Jason? This thing never gets soft, you know."
After that Lyla had to lie on her back while Artemis mounted her. It was like an ordinary fuck. If Lyla closed her eyes she could imagine it was a man fucking her. The dildo was well made, and when it slipped inside her cunt it felt just like a cock.
Jason’s body began to react at the lewd scene of flesh slamming into flesh before him. His face was covered with a deep red flush and he felt unable to control the tormenting stimulation that was now spreading through him like an out of control brushfire on a dry summer day. His mind throbbed and he didn't know what to do about his helpless torment, all he wanted was to stop the excruciating pain in his giant cock. He grabbed wildly at the growing rod of flesh, but it jerked forward even harder from the pressure of his grasp.
He couldn’t concentrate on his groin. He couldn’t look away from the two beautiful creatures hungrily feeding upon each other with complete abandon. The lovely young blonde was gyrating her body with such uncontrolled abandon beneath Artemis that she seemed to be in her death throes, while the dildo continued to piston into her wet, open slit as though it were trying to rip her open.
“Now you, Artemis,” Jason said. “Tongue my asshole. See if you can do a better job than your friend.”
Lyla had hardly finished parsing what he was saying before the woman was performing analingus upon the man. She had seen pictures of the intimate oral act being performed, as she had seen pictures depicting just about every sex act imaginable, but it was different watching, different even from doing. She felt that she should be disgusted with Artemis, and with herself for getting a strange kind of thrill from watching, but she wasn't. She'd read that anything a man and woman did sexually to give each other pleasure was perfectly acceptable and she certainly wouldn’t second-guess her Amazon family.
Artemis licked all over his ass in ever smaller circles as she fucked Lyla, getting closer and closer to the puckered asshole. Lyla had a perfect view, and she gave a little gasp as Artemis jabbed her tongue against the ring.
"She has her tongue buried at least two inches in my ass, Lyla!” Jason reported. “You can bet I’m enjoying it! You ever had your asshole reamed like this? I'm telling you, it’s great!”
Jason’s hands pumped his cock, though the manipulations only seemed to be building his passions to a higher intensity. He looked down and sucked in his breath as the narrow red slit of Lyla’s sex came into view, glistening under the tropical sun that burned brightly over them. It was completely exposed and open to his bulging eyes, contracting, opening and closing with each brutal lunge that came from the rigid, rubber dildo.
As their bodies bucked together rhythmically, her pale breasts jiggled and trembled beneath Artemis, chiming rhythmically into the wet slapping sound of Artemis’s belly smacking against hers. The strongest of desires filled Jason's body, for he wanted to have that blonde beauty even more than Artemis, but he knew that was not possible.
He began to pump furiously at his cock as Lyla's groans filled his head with all kinds of beautiful thoughts of him being inside of her. Her groans grew louder and more pleading and he shut his eyes tightly, pretending that she was calling to him, begging him to pump it inside her as Artemis was doing right before his gaping eyes.
“Face me, you cunts! Open your goddamn mouths and don’t you dare spit!” he ordered as he turned around, aiming at Artemis and Lyla as they obediently parted their lips.
And then it happened!
His monstrous cock jerked forward to its fullest length and began ejaculating all over the two women, as his body shuddered under the impact of the powerful release. He grabbed down at his huge ballooned balls with his free hand, digging into them with his fingers to feel them throb wildly with activity. But he never took his eyes off the couple before him as they were sprayed like a canvas receiving white paint, especially the beautiful writhing blonde twisting and churning beneath the desperately driving body lodged between her widespread legs.
Artemis watched in disbelief as Jason fired a bullet of cum into her submissively opened mouth, hitting the back of her throat, gagging her as her hips continued to roll and roil the dildo into Lyla. A creamy white stream fell out of her mouth, swished around under its own force and coming back out, to cascade down onto Lyla’s body.
Jason continued to jerk his staff and his seed kept pumping out of it, flying into the two women like they were on fire and he was putting them out. Much of it fell on Jason’s pants and stained them. Even more drenched his cock and his own pistoning hand. But so much landed on Lyla, hitting her directly or falling from Artemis’s body, that the redhead could understand how Lyla gushed with excitement as she reveled in the fruits of her labors.
Jason’s eyes were closed. He was experiencing a moment of pure bliss, reveling in his mastery over the two women gifted to him, and at that moment, Artemis couldn’t deny it to him. His cum seemed to be everywhere—even when Artemis looked away to avoid a shot to the eyes, she saw it frothing up in bubbling pools on the ground. Lyla played with the collateral damage on either side of her body, almost making snow angels from a combination of loving Jason’s cum and trying frantically to withstand Artemis fucking her.
Lyla could feel the muscles of her inner walls giving painfully under the pressure of the giant rubber cock pushing into her womb, threatening by its pounding intensity to tear her wide apart. But her quivering passage took the brutal punishment and begged for more and more, as her own white hot juices flowed around it and clasped at it as though it were real. The powerful, sensuous feeling deep within her loins was driving her insane. She never wanted the rapacious fucking of her young body to stop. She couldn't live without it.
Her hands reached desperately up and locked themselves around the back of Artemis’s neck, pulling their faces together, and she began to suck wildly at Artemis’s tongue as it swirled around inside her small, rosebud lips. Their saliva mixed together as she sucked and bit at Artemis’s tongue herself, swallowing all the moisture she could pull from it. She was almost there. She could feel it! The peak of deliciousness had grown and grown and she was just about to throw herself over the edge, spinning her body into an eternity of fulfillment.
Her legs kicked out, quivering uselessly in the air on either side of Artemis, as the redhead continued to buck down into her unceasingly and without mercy.
"Don't stop!" Lyla screamed. "Fuck me, mistress! Don't stop now... hurry... hurry, harder... harder..."
Artemis rammed into her again and again as Lyla begged and pleaded incoherently for her to end it all. In rapturous passion, Lyla bit down cruelly on Artemis’s tongue, still jammed in her throat. The quivering hot walls of her clasping cunt tightened hungrily around the rubber cock fucking into her as she pounded back at it in the throes of her first orgasm.
The blasts of hot fire, in spite of her desire to prolong their blaze forever, gradually diminished in their intensity, then the shock to her mind and body flooded her deepest being as the last tiny electrical sparks burned out far down inside her still heaving belly. She slumped limp against the ground, gasping for breath, and little by little, entered another far off state of semi-consciousness, still dreaming of the lust-crazed demons that now had completely conquered her... completely possessed all of her existence.
“Get dressed, cunt,” Jason told Artemis. “We’re done for today. I’ve got some important shit to do.”
“You’re a bastard, Jason,” Artemis said softly. “But I sure as hell wish someone else had half the balls you do. I wouldn’t be fucking my ass off on the floor if they did.”
There was something about Jason that made women crave him even when he treated them like dirt. Lyla could almost fall into the spell herself, so she kept reminding herself that she didn’t want to turn into some kind of bitch nympho craving him all the time. No matter how nice it’d be.
Jason stood up by Artemis’s head. He took a handful of her thick hair and held it up so that he could dry his cock off. Lyla thought that this was one of the most exciting things she’d ever seen.
Perhaps, she thought to herself, I’m the one who’s learned a lesson today…
