“And now that we’ve all gotten a close-up look at that super stacked, half-dressed body of yours, I can see that making you pay is going to provide us with a hell of a lot of good old dirty, lewd sexual gratification.”
“You know, dressed in that sexy little costume of yours, you look more like a high dollar hooker, than a representative of the police department.”
“You really shouldn’t be out on the streets showing off your stuff like that, cause eventually you are going to run across someone who’s going to make you back up your prick teasing with some real action.”
“And who might that be, you sick freak,” she retorted?
“Like us for instance! Man we’re going to have a blast fucking the hell out of those spectacular assets, ain’t we boys?”
The thoroughly prick teased, and turned on, gang of teenage punks let out a guttural roar of testosterone inspired approval.
Now on a roll, the leader went on, “We’ve been getting bored raping students, teachers and MILF housewives. The bitches cry and then pass out, just when the abuse gets to the level of being real crude, nasty and gratifying to us.”
“It’s going to be great to fuck someone who is really built to be gang banged. I’m betting you can go through everything we’re going to do to you, without passing out on us, even once.”
‘And, believe me, you sure are fixing to get the chance to prove that I’m right about that, you smart mouthed Cunt”.
The world’s mightiest woman then watched the teens begin to edge forward.
A couple of them made a feint to charge her from her left, as she stood confidently, with hands on magnificent hips and her breasts thrust forward in her best super heroine fighting stance.
She assumed that they would rush her as a group, in order to improve their odds of overpowering her.
She was also very sure that, if she stayed perfectly focused, she could defeat the band of skinny kid rapists, easily.
Four of the punks then made a feint to charge her from her right side and, as she was concentrating on them, she heard the air swish behind her.
Before she could react, she felt something very and heavy crash against the back of her head, the crushing blow immediately driving her to her hands and knees in the dirt of the alley.
A previously unseen, ninth member of the gang of rapists, a lookout nicknamed Cowboy, had stepped out of the shadows, behind her, and taken a full baseball bat like swing with a 3 inch in diameter, 5 foot long, lead pipe, blasting the fabulously proportioned Amazon’s head, hard.
The power of the forceful blow put a severe dent in the heavy pipe and also put stars in Wonder Woman’s eyes, as the dazed superwoman stayed on her hands and knees for a few moments, stunned, the powerful blow causing drool to drip out of her open mouth.
As the dazed super heroine knelt on the ground, trying to recover her wits, Cowboy, nick-named that by his fellow rapists because he always wore cowboy boots that had extremely long pointed toes, stepped forward and swung his leg, like he was kicking an extra point in football, the old fashioned way, and planted the pointed toe of his boot squarely into Wonder Woman’s exposed, camel toed crotch, driving the sharp point of the dirty boot several inches up into her pussy, the width of his foot, at the instep, finally stopping the obscene insertion into her womanhood.
The sharp toe of the boot had taken the crotch of her star-spangled tights along with it, right up into Wonder Woman’s cunt.
The force of the devastating crotch shot was so great that the boot, with foot still in it, got wedged firmly into the Amazon’s pussy.
When her snatch clenched in reaction to the cruel invasion of her sex channel, it trapped Cowboy’s booted foot in her vagina and, as she pitched forward, her beautiful face was driven into the alley dirt, the forward motion of her body dragging Cowboy off his feet.
Seeing the outrageously endowed super woman go down, flat on her face, the other eight hoodlums rushed forward.
The first ones who got to her prone body kicked and stomped her, from all sides; primarily to her thighs, ass, and torso, causing her to writhe in pain.
They then fell on her prone body, with a fury, and began brutally pummeling every part of her sumptuous bundle of curved assets.
Though being viciously pounded, for what seemed like an eternity, the mighty Amazon’s head soon cleared, and she rose up to her knees, lifting all of the boys with her, then stood up.
The standing up was made particularly difficult by the fact that she had to also lift the weight of Cowboy’s leg, because his boot was still stuck in her cruelly violated vagina.
The leader of the group of teenage rapists, and one other boy, an Arab, were standing close to the squirming pile of bodies, watching guardedly, rather than joining in on the fray, the ever alert leader holding a baseball bat at the ready.
While Wonder Woman was distracted and looking down, trying to push Cowboy’s boot and foot out of her aching, stretched and lubricating snatch, the Arab gave her a savage punch to her perfectly rounded stomach, burying his fist in up to the wrist, driving the wind out of her, and dropping her back onto her hands and knees again.
The leader then swung his bat, overhand like an ax, and gave Wonder Woman a full shot to the back of her magnificent head, the force of the crushing blow plowing her gorgeous face into the hard, dusty dirt of the alley, again.
“How did you like that Wonderslut,” asked the pleased and smirking leader?
Wonder Woman lay trying to regain her senses, an effort not helped by having to breathe in the un-bathed stench emanating from the pile of nasty, sweating rapists, who were again piled on top of her, punching her some more.
Finally, she was able to push Cowboy’s wet tipped boot out of her vagina as she began to try and clear her head.
The distraction of the painfully imbedded boot, and the related sexual murmur it had stirred within her, had temporarily dulled her thinking, almost as much as the wickedly hard blows to her head and body.
The boys who were sprawled on top of the fallen super heroine had momentarily lost interest in just punching her, and had now gotten very busy exploring her lower orifices and huge breasts, as she squirmed under this lewd sexual assault of her heaving and bruised body.
But this sexual diversion by the boys was giving her a respite to allow her strength to return and her head to fully clear.
Her recovery was being somewhat impeded by the cuntal wetness she was experiencing, that was being caused by the hands that were exploring her incredibly curved body.
Then she felt two fingers go into her anus. She quickly decided that she had to breakout of this perilous circumstance, before the boys got any further with her, sexually.
She had to get control of the situation because she could only imagine how mortifying it would be to be forced to service nine experienced rapists, especially extremely young, dirty, ugly, teen punks like these were.
Having girded herself for the effort, she flexed her super re-charged Amazon body, throwing off all the eager rapists who were on top of her.
Freed, she leapt to her feet expecting to face the two boys who had been waiting beside the pile before. And she was not disappointed; they were right where she thought they would be.
The leader and his Arab gang member had been surprised by this quick turn of events and were unprepared to face the angry Amazon.
She quickly took a step towards them when, again, she received a tremendous blow to the back of her head.
Cowboy, who had been trying to put his wet towed boot back on, after it had been extracted from Wonder Woman’s damp twat, had been checking his ankle to make sure it hadn’t been sprained.
He had just gotten to his feet and fetched his very dented, 5 feet of 3” in diameter lead pipe, when Wonder Woman had made her move to escape.
Like before, the lush bodied Amazon was so intent on the two boys who were facing her, that she had no idea about Cowboy’s location.
That pesky adversary then assertively reminded her of the incompleteness of her thinking, with another swing from the heels blow from his rigid, dented weapon.
It may have been dented but the heavy pipe had more than enough mass to knock the drop-dead gorgeous super heroine to her knees again, this crushing blow putting a matching dent in its other end of the handy weapon.
The leader and the Arab quickly recovered their wits and the Arab stepped in and gave the kneeling Amazon beauty’s upright body four very hard chopping shots with his fists, one devastating hook to each of her sides, and one to each marvelously proportioned, jutting breasts.
The leaded glove wearing, vicious, experienced Arab fighter, then knelt in front of her and drove a vicious gut shot to her wonderfully rounded stomach.
Wonder Woman again dropped to all fours with a loud gasp of pain. The little Arab stepped back from his excellent work on the gang’s super heroine victim and made room for Cowboy to bring his trusty lead pipe down with a very loud thwack on the small of the back of the fabulously built Wonder Woman.
The leader, with another full swing of his bat, brought the wooden weapon down on the back of Wonder Woman’s dazed head, driving her, tits first, into the alley dirt, again.
The gang of boys immediately jumped back on the fallen super woman and rained blows on her superbly shaped body, as she shook her head and tried to clear the fog from her mind.
Resorting to her indomitable will power, she again struggled to her feet, tossing boys aside.
The three guardians were still there waiting and, as she straightened up, the Arab stepped in front of her and brought his knee up hard between her parted, luscious, full thighs, catching her squarely in the crotch.
Wonder Woman felt the lips of her vagina get driven up into her cuntal channel, as a tremendous flash of pain shot up through her lower body, causing drool to run down her chin.
The ever present Cowboy crashed his dented lead pipe against the back of her thighs causing her shoulders to jerk back thereby allowing the leader to drive the big end of his bat directly into the super woman’s fully exposed stomach, with both hands.
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