"Mary frantically brought her hands to her loins, trying and failing to ease the roaring explosion building up in her body. This couldn't be happening to her, not to Mary Marvel! He was groping her chest, she couldn't stop him, she couldn't even reach him. It was an outrage, she was mortified. But, but her breasts - they were so big, so sore, so tender, his ministrations felt SO GOOD. Her fingers found her swollen cunt, fully engorged with seemingly every vein in her body. She knew that she had to stop herself, to find some composure, some measure of dignity in this appalling situation.
But her shame fed her arousal, and her arousal fed her shame, and her soothing touch became more inquisitive, became, exploratory, became energetic - and within moments she was frigging herself with all the vigour she could muster; with the enthusiasm of the gifted amateur. A moment later she came in a shattering and explosive climax; her exhausted hands fell limply to her sides in complete defeat.
And her chief encourager warmly congratulated her for suitably demonstrating the real virtue and self-discipline of a genuine Superheroine.
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It pained Wonder Woman to see Mary debasing herself so crudely, pained her physically and emotionally. While doubly betraying herself at his hands just a few minutes before; it actually felt worse to see Mary and Angelica collapse so dismally themselves, reminding her that had she succeeded in subduing him herself, there would have been no need for them to suffer similarly; but also reminding her that should she fail again, there would be no help coming for her.
But as long as she was preoccupied it gave her some sort of chance. The fool had left her mystical lasso of compulsion unattended. No longer could she kid herself that she could throw it; she now found herself far too feeble for that. If she could hurl it even a few inches, it would probably be in the wrong direction. She couldn't remotely figure out what had happened to her long-established amazon strength and fighting prowess - even without her girdle she should have been able to subdue him easily. But not she found herself as weak as not just a kitten, but the weakest runt in the litter. And her body! While once she appeared well-toned and muscular, now she had gained a feminine softness she could never imagine; and her breasts! Always large, certainly; but now they were simply huge - abominations of flesh that she would have struggled to hold aloft even with her former semi-divine strength. Now...
It took her many, many minutes to drag her battered and exhausted body to crawl the length of the room to where he had casually tossed away the lariat; scraping her huge tits on the ground with almost every movement, and collapsing onto them multiple times. But she still possessed the stubbornness and willpower of a Superheroine, if none of the essential capabilities. She surprised herself by dropping it 3 times when she finally got there - shocking herself still further at her clumsiness. She had to wrap one end of it around her own wrist for safe-keeping; her addled mind barely aware of what a vulnerable position this left her in should anyone grasp the other end - no longer could even she convince herself that she would be able to stand firm against it's commands as once only she and a few of her Amazon sisters could do.
She tried to stand; taking multiple attempts to frag herself up the wall inch by painful inch before she was upright; her legs buckling under her weight, sweat flowing from every pore at the sheer effort of the task she had managed to accomplish. She'd hoped to stagger over to him, but even she realised she could now barely complete 2 steps. She tried to form it into a lasso, but now even this simple task was on the limit of her capabilities; if she still had her boots she doubted she would be able to tie them any more. Finally she managed to tie a simple knot to form a fixed loop that she knew she couldn't pull taut - put if she could just get it over his head, it's familiar magic could yet save her and her sisters, and then even remove their bitter memories of this most shocking of defeats.
With a humiliating wail, Mary Marvel betrayed herself in catastrophic fashion. She had given Wonder Woman just a fraction of a chance...
"H-hey. R-ready for a rematch big boy?" she shouted with as much authority as she could muster (which was precious little).
He turned leisurely and strolled towards her, exactly what she'd hoped for. Of course he knew what she was going to try to do, but he knew full well that the useless string she was clearly struggling to hold onto would do her no good; and doubted that even if she still had the real lariat that she would be able to begin to control it's power - he knew it required training and focus to use it to bend another their will, and the piece of human wreckage in front of him would struggle to bend paper.
He wondered if she even had the strength to lift her arm, so decided to make it as easy for her as possible - if this worthless slut was stupid enough to believe that she was back in control, it could be priceless...
"Ah Wonder-Wobblers, you want to play some more do you?", he grinned. "Let's have a closer look!" Without further ado, he bent over and proceeded to motorboat her.
As horrifying as this was, it gave her the chance she needed; as he conveniently rocked back for air she dropped her lariat over lowered head. Of course, her aim was awry, and it caught on his right ear, but he delayed his return long enough for her to knock it off his ear with her free hand and as it dropped round his neck...
"ST-STAND UP STRAIGHT". He was actually shocked at how uncertain she now sounded when issuing her commands - clearly the self-reliant and confident heroine was gone for ever, even in her moment of supposedly turning the tables. Still, he complied, and put on a suitably dazed look. If he could play this right, she may yet humiliate herself still further.
"L-listen (gasp) to me. You will (pant) stand perfectly still until I tell you otherwise". The effort of simply standing up and speaking was too much for her, she slumped to the floor exhausted, involuntarily yelping as she collapsed on her tenderised buttocks.
"Wh-what have you duh-done to us" she gasped. For now, he decided partial honesty was the way forward.
"I have weakened you Wonder Woman"
"Wh-why?" "Because I intend to rape you and all of your colleagues and then keep you as my sexual playthings"
"Yuh-you will do no such thing!", she squeaked in shock. "You will take no action against anyone in this room unless I instruct you otherwise. Understand?"
"Yes, Wonder Woman, I understand and obey"
"Is there an antidote to our condition?"
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