The third time around she was too tired to really do anything other than keep her body properly positioned to take her fuckings, and periodically climax with shudders that still shook her whole body each time they occurred, accompanied by the companion sound of her passionate, muffled sexual moans of erotic pleasure.
At the end of the third go around, the leader shot his jism up her, no longer tight anal passage, then came around to her head and stuck the dripping cockmeat into her mouth and told her to clean it up, which she did with like she was a cheap street whore.
The leader then stood back and gloated, “Well, you assholes, it looks like the bitch-breaker worked again. This super heroine slut will now let us do anything we want to her.”
“God,” she grudgingly admitted to herself, as she had felt these last three boy’s cocks slip out of her weary, hour glass figure,” size really does matter.”
The teenagers then removed the handcuffs and proceeded to have a simultaneous nine man orgy with her ravished and beaten body.
For the next two hours, the totally defeated Wonder Woman / rapist’s cock receptacle, was passed around and made to perform and participate in many vile, X-rated, filthy sex acts, some of unspeakable lewdness including, during one particularly gross and demanding interlude, the insertion of beer bottles into places they weren’t, to say the least, meant to go.
The boy rapists had a riotous time, at her considerable expense and, in her sexually exploited condition, the magnificent Amazon couldn’t help from be cooperatively responsive, as she let them slide her into total sluttery.
In the finale, the two Mexican brothers got her up onto her hands and knees. Disheveled, dirty and slick with sexual juices the fable bodied Amazon, through the cum and filth, still looked gorgeous and, in some ways, even sexier in her totally debauched condition than she had before this had all started.
Pancho knelt in front of her glassy eyed face and stuffed his cock into her, perpetually open, well fucked, drooling mouth.
He then put his hands on her shoulders to help brace her, while Pedro knelt behind her up turned ass and put all of his fingers and thumb together to form his hand into the shape of a spear head.
He put the finger wedge at the entrance to Wonder Woman’s gapping cunt and tried to shove his whole hand into her pussy.
It took Pedro a half a dozen hard tries, while muffled howls came from Wonder Woman’s fully stuffed mouth, to get his hand forced into her grossly reamed, cum slick channel.
He then proceeded to give her a deep plunging fist fuck, while his brother held her firmly in place, as he continued to rape her sucking mouth.
After many minutes of this callously administered double penetration, Pancho flooded her mouth with cum as Pedro drove his fist in to the full depth of the Amazon’s marvelous, voluptuously curved lower body, seemingly up to the elbow, the pistoning action of his arm making obscene juicy suctioning sounds, as it took her.
During this particularly lewd violation of her helpless body, she had climaxed twice before the pleased Mexican pulled his cuntal juice soaked hand with a loud, wet plop and let Wonderfuck fall over on her side, in complete exhaustion.
Shaking her head to clear the cobwebs, and aching from every pore of her wonderfully endowed body, she knew that, even with her remarkable recuperative powers, it was going to take several hours for her to fully recover from the beating and the brutal rape these young, degenerate punks had given her.
“Alright guys it’s time to hose super slut down”, said the laughing leader.
They grabbed her by the ankles and pulled the totally fucked and beaten Wonder Woman onto the mattress, putting her on her back, and letting her head hang off of the edge of the cum and dirt covered mattress.
Then, two at a time, they stuck their cocks in her upside down mouth and wide open pussy and fucked the prostrate Amazon until they reached a climax then quickly pulled their cocks out of her fucked out holes and sprayed their spurting cum shots onto Wonder Woman’s stomach, tits and face.
The conquered rape victim went through this degrading process, just holding her mouth open and letting the boys fuck it, while she watched different pairs of big hairy wet balls swing back and forth in front of her eyes, the bulging sacks obscenely slapping her forehead and nose with each hard thrust down her throat.
Talk about up close and personal, she thought as she watched the scrotums full of balls bang against her forehead.
When they had all finished hosing her down, they stood her up and admired their cum covered handiwork.
The insolent super heroine could not have looked more used and defeated. Her lush, full, preposterously stacked body, and its revealing costume were grimy, sweaty and cum slick from head to foot, the antithesis of the vision she had admired in her full length mirror just a few short hours ago.
“Now, lets’ package this whore up and send her back to the police department, as a warning not to fuck with us, again,” the leader instructed.
They got some rope and did a full hogtie on her, leaving her face down on the disgustingly filthy mattress.
Then they printed up a note and pinned it to the back of her ravaged bustier.
It said “Thanks to the police department for saving us time by sending us a woman to rape. She was one fantastic piece of ass and a world class cocksucker. Send the freebee, super whore back to arrest us, any time you want.”
Before they could do anything else they heard a police car, with its siren blaring, turn into the alley.
The boys ran out of the building as fast as they could and were racing down the alley when the cops saw them.
The two fat cops, the ones that had spent all the time in the back of the porn shop looking at photos of Diana Prince, chased them for a couple of minutes but gave up and returned to the warehouse.
They went in and found the raped and ravaged super heroine lying face down on the slippery, filthy mattress.
They were taken aback by the awful stench of a sweaty sex orgy that fouled the air.
“Jesus its Wonder Woman”, exclaimed one of the cops. “Man would you look at her, I’ve never seen anyone look more thoroughly fucked in my whole life,” said the other.
“Damn, this must have been some kind of gang bang”, said the first cop, shaking his head in disbelief.
They read the note attached to her outfit and saved it for evidence, then began untying her. One of the cops said, “You know Wonder Woman looks very familiar somehow,”
“Yeah, you’re right, said the other cop. It does seem like I’ve seen her somewhere before,” the other one replied.
“No it must just be some kind of coincidence, that’s all,” they both agreed with a chuckle.
A couple of weeks later Diana got a call from her superior about a band of Arab terrorists that needed to be found and arrested.
She went in to see him and while he was telling her about the dangerous gig, he couldn’t help but notice that Diana was dressing sexier as hell these days.
She had on an extremely short and tight green dress today and, as he talked to her, she would cross and recross her legs as he looked up under her skirt at the green crotch of her panties.
That night, when it was time for her assignment, she quickly spun into her Wonder Woman persona and approvingly looked herself over in the full length mirror, as she did a final primping.
She glanced at the crotch of her minimal costume and was reminded that she still hadn’t yet called her mother, the queen, about reinforcing her outfit’s crotch material. Her camel toe had become much more pronounced since the last time she had looked in the mirror. She thought “I really must try and be more careful from now on.”
She left the apartment, curiously wondering how many terrorists there were in the gang. An almost imperceptible smile crossing her exquisite face as she confidently undulated out the door as she said to herself, “God, how I do love my job.”
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