Diana Prince & Donna Troy

With the knowledge I have magically gained from the Comicnomicon, it didn’t take long for me to decide on my first summons. I decided on a pair of Amazon warrior princesses who were among the most powerful heroes in the subjugated DC Universe.

The eldritch verbiage flowed effortlessly from my tongue. The pages on the black tome started flipping and finally settled on a pair of pages with diagrams of women with long, dark hair, wielding swords, shields, and spears. Indecipherable, sinister, and dark words kept flowing out of my mouth and the arcane characters on the tome’s pages began to glow and dance.

These summons had been pre-configured and optimized, presumably by my grandfather. I instinctively understood that they would take the form of their 21-year-old selves. I am 19, so I figured it was close enough and wouldn’t be an issue. Besides, once called, these summons would be immune to the ravages of time and would never age.

The floor of my apartment suddenly cracked open in two places and eerie light of a mysterious color shone forth from its depths. From the depths of haunting light, two athletically nubile feminine figures rose, ascending out of the chasms until they were levitating above the floor. With a crackling snap, the glowing chasm and cracks closed up and my apartment floor was as good as new.

My two new summons landed back on the floor and opened their eyes. I was momentarily awed into silence by their ravishing beauty and their racy, sensual figures. The young women before me both had luxurious long black hair and lovely healthy tone of complexion. They had piercing blue eyes and perfect, rosy, pouty lips.

The one called Diana Prince wore a strapless metallic armor of gold, red, and blue which bared her graceful, athletic shoulders and much of her strong, sexy, toned legs. She also wore bracers, knee-high boots, and a tiara band on her forehead made of gold.

The other summon, Donna Troy, shared many physical characteristics of Diana, her attire however was different. She wore a black bodysuit that shimmered like a canvas of stars which showed ample cleavage and her back. Her bracers, boots, belt and other accessories were of gleaming bright silver.

Consciousness stirred behind the women’s previously blank stares and they both set their smoldering gazes upon me. Before I could say anything, they each went down on one knee and bowed their heads towards me in reverence.

“We acknowledge your call, O great one,” said Diana.

“We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for choosing us,” Donna added.

“You know who I am?” I asked.

“You are our master, our king,” Diana replied.

“Lord of our souls and our God,” Donna added.

I can’t help but smile. This was certainly an interesting development. I felt my cock stir at the sight of these submissive Amazon beauties before me, but I had questions.

“Do you perhaps know my grandfather?” I asked, “His name is Jeremy Ames.”

Diana and Donna exchanged questioning glances. Donna then replied, “We have never heard of that name.”

“Well, he was probably the one who enslaved your souls,” I replied.

“The master is the one who has granted us this blessed existence,” Diana replied, “And you are the master.”

Well, that certainly was interesting, I thought. With the wisdom I had gained from the Comicnomicon and my grandfather’s diaries, I had a general idea of the background of these super-heroines and what they were capable of, but naturally, there were some gaps in my knowledge.

“From what I can tell, you are Amazons?” I asked, “A race of super-powered women? However I do not see any other Amazons available for summoning in this tome.”

Donna looked up at me in reverence. “We are the Amazons incarnate. There are no other. After the master claimed our souls, we aided master in the conquest of our home and the harvesting of all the souls of our sisters. The master then lead us to rebel against our creators, the goddesses of Olympus. The master was successful in claiming all their souls in the end. The master then liquidated the souls of the goddesses and the Amazons and reforged them into a superior amalgamation which he then split into two. Diana and I are the results of this glorious feat of alchemy.”

Diana nodded with pride. “It is as Donna says,” she said, “We are far more powerful now than before we were enslaved by master. We hold the power, might and wisdom of the entire Amazon race and its creators.”

“Soul alchemy? Interesting. This might prove useful,” I replied contemplatively.

I dismissed the Comicnomicon and stepped up to the girls. Reaching down, I lifted both their chins with my fingers and met their adoring gazes. “Tell me, Diana, Donna, what can you do for me?”

“Anything master!” Donna replied, her voice trembling with devotion.

“Our greatest wish is to be of use to thee! Our greatest joy is the culmination of thy pleasure!” Diana declared passionately.

Fuck, I’m so hard right now. I haven’t had sex since that bitch Priscilla dumped me for that basketball jock last year. I can’t help but smile to myself as I contemplated the radical change of my fortunes.

“Very well. Here is my first decree,” I said, “Take me to my bedroom and fuck the daylights out of me!”