Title

Wonder Woman shows off her special costume

by TBLardmaster
Storyline super heroine crimes
Characters Wonder Woman
Category Prison
Previous Chapter Wonder Woman and the warden make future plans

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Wonder Woman could only silently seethe as she obediently used the Warden's discharge to both taste and willingly rub into her swollen tits. How could the Champion of All Women have come to this, willingly debasing herself and sitting in a puddle of her own piss. Why was she so so subservient? And incontinent? What was happening to her?

"Now Wonder Woman", (he smiled as she wet herself once more), "I rather fear that your heart isn't in this. Are you really my slave?"

"Yeth, Mathter, I canth rethitht the lathoo..." she agreed dutifully

"That's not good enough, Slave." He unclipped the lasso and placed it back in his desk drawer, watching her eyes follow its progress.

"You're very interested in your lasso, Slut - Why? Be honest" he demanded.

"I don't want to be a slave mathter. Maybe if I geth my lathoo back I can think for mythelth again." she replied obediently.

"I thought so Wonder Woman. That's not good enough. What will stop you even thinking about not serving me?"

Wonder Woman hated herself, but had no option other than to answer honestly; "Mathter, for me to therve you body and thoul, I have to give mythelf to you."

"And how do you do that?" He smiled to himself, he had a good idea about this, but thought it would be more fun to hear her describe how to destroy herself...

"Mathter, I have a thpecial cothtume. I can thummon it when I am ready to gith mythelth for a man."

"That's handy - and what will that mean for you?"

"Mathter, I will be incapathitated while I wear my thpecial cothtume to make thure I do noth hurt my parthner with my thuperior thtrength"

"That raises more questions than answers. Do you always have to wear your 'thpecial cothtume' - there are lots of other outfits that I plan for you to try..."

Wonder Woman swallowed hard, the only resistance she could manage before telling him a truth that she had every reason to believe would not go well for her. "Mathter, I only hath to wear it until it ith conthummated. Then any abilitieth thath I had will dithapear forever. I will be 'Wonder Woman' no more."

He smiled as she once again wet herself, his programming clearly as effective as he hoped. She merely whimpered in fresh shame.

"I don't want to consummate you, Slut. I don't want to be your partner. I want to be your Master"

"Mathter, ith our thex ith conthenthual, then we will be partners", she began, tears pouring down her cheeks. "My powerth will go forether, and I will always dethire you ath my lother. Ith you rape me, ith you tell me to rethitht you and I canth thtop you; then I will alwayth be your helpleth and obedient thlave, and be too thcared oth you to ever rethitht you again"

"Thank you Slave, that's very helpful", he grinned, knowing exactly what they would do be doing next. 

"Mathter, the more you demean me, the more thcared oth me you will make me." Desperately, Wonder Woman tried not to tell him her worst nightmare, but all her efforts achieved were adding a fresh sheen of sweat to her already well-lubricated body. "No Amathon hath ether willingly conthented to anal thex; it ith our greatetht shame. Ith you manage to rape my ath, I would know thath I am the motht pathetic thlut my rathe hath ether produced."

"Thank you for your candour, 'Wonder' Woman", he grinned, enjoying her fresh discombobulation. He paused just a moment. "You'd better transform yourself then..."

"I canth mathter, I'm thorry"; she blushed crimson. "I need to thpin to tranthform. Can you help me thtand up?"

"Of course, Slutty", dragging her upright by the convenient handholds of her huge udders. She wobbled uncertainly, her feeble legs struggling to maintain the weight of her huge orbs, pee still trickling down her legs. "Anything else?"

"Mathter, can you take out my vibratorth?", she pleaded. "I canth conthentrate with them in..."

"Again, of course, we'll need to open those cargo bay doors anyway...", ripping them out in heartbeat to a whimper of joy. "Now, less talky-talk, more spinny-spin please thlut."

"Yeth Mathter". She awkwardly span as well as she could, slowly and cumbersomely, but with her huge unfettered breasts still swinging around her shoulders. But her girdle interpreted her actions, and her whole body was overcome in a flash of light.

Normally, Wonder Woman's transformations were a rejuvenating experience, but in her current condition, and the reason for this latest one left her even groggier than before. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth once more, freely lolloping drool down her cavernous cleavage. Her belt had done its work for her, and as if knowing it would never again be needed by her, had fallen uselessly to her splayed ankles. 

Wonder Woman's former costume may have titillated her opponents, but was ultimately designed to lend her authority and intimidate her opponents. Her new costume had a very different purpose. She now wore a totally transparent slip of chiffon that left nothing to the imagination. While it had resized itself to fit over her huge orbs, it hung on spaghetti straps so long, and with a cleavage so wide and deep that it reached to her belly button, and the narrow twin peaks of fabric barely climbing to conceal her nipples - the slightest movement would surely release them. Her back was totally bare, reaching down to show off the whole of the cleft of her ass. Meanwhile, the front hem was raised so it was actually a bare inch below her belly button, her dripping cunt on full display. 

Forgetting her slavehood for a moment, Wonder Woman coyly attempted to conceal herself with her arms, but remained so awkward that one hand sat in her cleavage, and the other only her belly button.

"Very nice Wondy", the Warden openly leered, as he scooped up her belt and locked it away. "Now, when I click my fingers, I temporarily release you from my control, until you leave this office. Know full well that I have every intent of fulfilling your worst nightmare."

He clicked his fingers and simply smiled.

Wonder Woman stumbled backwards nervously, trying to assess her options. She was delighted to be free from his control, but knew all too well that if he accomplished his task; she would be his helpless fuckslave for ever. Whatever else happened today, she knew she simply couldn't let this happen. Could she fend him off?
 


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