Two of the boys grabbed one of her arms each and began dragging Wonder Woman’s slack body down the alley, the toes of her red boots leaving two ragged trails behind in the dusty alley dirt.
They dragged their next rape victim into an abandoned warehouse, then into a storage room in the back, a dreadfully filthy, small area that they had taken over as their rape room.
The place was just big enough to hold its simple furnishings – a filthy mattress surrounded by a dozen small wooden chairs, three on each wall.
The chairs were there for the rapists to sit on, while they watched their victims being callously violated by their fellow gang members, as they anxiously waited their turn to assault the female prey.
The chairs were within a foot of the edge of the mattress, so the boys could watch the sexual conquests, close up, and get fully entertained and stimulated by the rape action going on right in front of them, the live action being far better than any porn show they had ever watched.
The gang members had been using this room for quite a while to conduct the rapes. In all that time they’d never changed mattresses and never used a sheet.
As a result, the mattress was grossly spotted with the byproducts of the many rapes; dried sweat, along with crusted pools of cuntal juices, jism and drool.
They dragged the helpless super heroine over to the edge of the mattress then dumped the defeated Amazon’s voluptuous body face down on the putrid fuck site.
The leader said, “We better take a precaution here because this bimbo bitch is as strong as hell. Lennie, get those handcuffs we took off of that police woman we raped last week.”
A smallish Jewish boy hurried away, then returned and handed the cuffs to the leader, who said, “Since I like to fuck women while they have their hands tied behind their back, lets’ kill two birds with one stone and handcuff this dumb slut’s hands behind her, so that all we have to watch out for are her legs.”
Diana, Wonder Woman, had regained full consciousness and heard what the gang leader said and, with a sinking feeling, felt him handcuff her hands behind her thereby further sealing her doom.
Without knowing it, the leader, by being a man putting restraints on her, had robbed her of her final reserves of speed, strength and will to resist.
This bit of bondage, added to the loss of her power belt, virtually stripped her of all of her special powers and left her at the absolute mercy of the sadistic whims of these teen rapists.
The only power that remained to her was her ability to absorb physical punishment ,without suffering permanent damage, and the related, almost instant ability of her super heroine body to begin healing itself.
The downside was that she would have to suffer the mental abuse and feel the bodily pain that was going to be inflicted on her at the hands of these filthy, soulless young thugs.
Unfortunately, from her experience, she also knew that the abuse to her sexual hot spots also simultaneously turned her on and caused her to climax at embarrassingly revealing moments. She hated that because she never wanted her rapists to have the satisfaction of knowing that they had gotten to her, but good.
She opened her eyes, still hoping that the police would still arrive in time to save her from this horrible rape she was facing.
Looking down into her open eyes, the leader said, “Well, welcome back Wonder Woman, we’ve been anxiously waiting for you to wake up so you wouldn’t miss out on any of the nasty things that we are going to do to you.”
Now all but giving up on the police rescuing her, she knew that she had no choice but to resign herself to the rape she was going to suffer.
She was totally helpless to escape from this band of young hoodlums and had to accept the fact that she was going to being totally debauched and debased by them.
She never looked forward to being beaten and raped, but being overpowered and raped by a gang of mid-teen aged kids, was particularly embarrassing and odious to her.
In spite of the fact that she had all but given up on the police rescuing her from this rape that the boys were planning to administer to her, she still had not completely given up hope.
What Wonder Woman didn’t know was that the policemen in the patrol cars hadn’t yet received her emergency message.
One patrol car had just gone on their one hour eating break at a donut shop, and the fat occupants were flirting with the buxom waitress, and this mental masturbation with her always stretched the break to at least two hours and more.
Another car had stopped an attractive housewife for speeding home from cheating on her husband, and was presently on a side road, with its radio off, while the two cops let the young wife give them a blow job in exchange of them not giving her a ticket.
But, unfortunately for Wonder Woman, a blow job wasn’t going to be enough to satisfy these two pecker heads sexual demands on the willing MILF and, afterwards they also got a piece of her sloppy seconds ass.
The other car was parked behind a porn shop and the two policemen were in the backroom of the store looking at a whole series of new revealing pictures of Diana Prince, shot by a paparazzi from a perch across the street from her balconied, full glass windowed apartment.
The photographer had gotten some excellent close-up shots of her in various forms of undress and they were so erotic that the two cops were getting a blow job from a hooker they had arrested, while they looked at the pictures of Ms. Prince’s glorious, finely toned body.
Unfortunately there were lots and lots of erotic pictures of Diana for the two cops to go through. So it looked as though it would be quite some time before any of the cops would get back to work and discover Wonder Woman’s emergency message, and rush to her rescue.
So, while the cops were at play, the leader of the raunchy crew of young rapists instructed his minions “Alright guys, now let’s show this super heroine how much fun we have balling sluts like her.”
“I hope you understand, you stupid bimbo, that what we do to our victims is use them to provide us with the nastiest sexual gratification we can think of, and the less they like what we do to them, the better we like it. You do understand that don’t you Wonderfuck?”
She nodded her head affirmatively. “I didn’t hear you, you worthless bitch” he said angrily. “Yes I understand,” Diana said meekly. “That’s better, you soon to be cock sucking, super whore,” he retorted.
He went on, “Now, you fuckin’ bimbo, if we took you, one at a time, it would take all night and we would spend too much time watching and not enough time doing you.”
“So, to make it faster for us, and as hard on you as possible, we do all triple fucks the first three times around.”
“Now, just so you didn’t misunderstand what I said, you prick teasing slut, we are going to fuck you three at a time, until we’ve gone around three full times. That gives each of us a turn in each one of your cock entertainment centers.”
“After that it’s every man for himself, freestyle.”
He further explained, “Now I’ll admit to you that we normally have two girls to rape, so they get to halve the workload and abuse between them.”
“You, however, don’t have anyone to share the load with, so you are going to have to take it on, all by yourself.”
“Fortunately, you being a super heroine, and built the way you are, I think you’ve got what it takes to take us all on, and let us fully satisfy our lust with that full blown body of yours.”
“Of course that means that you are going to get one hell-of-a fucking. But, shit, that’s what your body is built for anyway”.
Always informative, he further advised her, “Now we have a fetish for the females we rape. We like to fuck them while they are wearing the clothes that attracted us to them in the first place.”
“Women are always dressing up like prick teasing whores, advertising their bodies in order to get men’s attention, and make it perfectly clear that they are asking for it.”
“Since the horny bitches have gone to so much trouble to look good for us, we have them keep their clothes on while we fully reward them for their successful prick teasing.”
“Now, in your case, that goes double. That is one sexy outfit you parade around in, Big Tits, and fucking you in it is going to make the sex all the better and dirtier”.
“Of course we are going to have to modify your outfit a little, to make it easy for us to get full access to all of your orifices and your tits”, he advised her.
“Pancho why don’t you show our fully stacked Amazon victim just how good you are with that knife of yours”.
The evil looking Mexican smiled a yellow, broken smile, then got up and knelt by Wonder Woman’s hips as some of the boys grasped her legs and spread them.
Pancho pulled out a huge knife and, while the boys maneuvered her legs and ass into position, proceeded to cut a hole in the crotch of her star-spangled blue tights that provided full access to her pussy and anus.
He then turned to her breasts and quickly cut out large holes in her bustier, fully exposing the meaty tips of each massive globe.
Then, just for fun, he pinched the erect nipples real hard, bringing a low moan of pain and pleasure from the trapped Amazon.
“Hey Pancho, great job man, she looks fantastic and ready to be had,” the leader applauded.
“Now you prissy, prick teasing princess, I am going to show you how we mount women for the triple fuck.”
“After that, when each three man replacement team steps in, you will know how to properly position yourself in order to receive their cocks.”
“We call this system the bitch breaker because a woman can’t retain any dignity while she’s getting three cocks stuffed in each of her orifices, simultaneously.”
“After three rounds of the bitch breaker, you’ll have a whole new appreciation of sex, sluttery and depravity.”
“Some of the women we rape give up sex completely, while the majority of them become nympho maniacs. I’m betting we make a nympho out of you, Wondercunt.”
“Now, on your knees you god damn high class, super tramp, and let’s get this show on the road”, he demanded.
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