End: Lay Somewhere Safe While Wonder Woman Saves The Day

Lois Lane lay limp as Wonder Woman walked through the subterranean complex. Or perhaps "complex" was too neat of a word; it was simply a basement, which had been rudely expanded and repurposed. They found a cloak-room with clothing from various cultists, which at least hid their nakedness; a kitchen and break-room, a **** lab, more mundane cells where naked women cowered in the darkness—these Diana freed as a matter of course, holding Lois in one arm as she ripped out the steel door with one hand—and at last their path took them back toward that shrine, where a ceremony was already in progress.

"Stay here my love," the Amazon said as she set the reporter down on the floor. "I'll kick the demon Blaze's ass and be back for you soon."

So Lois Lane stayed there. She didn't have much choice. Her legs had regained some of their strength, but there wasn't really anywhere to go, or anything she could do. The reporter wondered if this is what it felt like, to be married to a superhero: helpless, powerless, unable to do anything bit sit and worry and wait. It was just Lois and the women that Diana had freed. The reporter recognized a few of them as the missing women she had been after.

"So," one young Asian woman said. "Are you and Wonder Woman like...a thing?"

"Yeah. We haven't talked about it much, but—yeah." Lois said.

"Have you...um, had sex?"

"Oh yes," Lois Lane patted her stomach. "Still a bit sore, actually. Amazons are..."

"OMG, you actually had snu-snu," one of the younger women said. A skinny young thing with pink dyed hair and tattoos of cartoon characters on both arms and ankles, "What was it like?"

The reporter smiled. She normally wasn't the type to kiss and tell, but as the women clustered around her, and the sounds of battle picked up in the other room, the reporter found herself in the mood to share...

"She was naked...chained to the wall. We had to get her out. So I..."

Lois relaxed into the story. Her journalistic sense left out a few of the lest sexy and romantic bits, expanded on the ones that were there. More than that, the more she talked about it the more the reporter was reliving it, her hands reaching down and almost touching her pussy. In her mind, she was already trying to figure out what the relationship meant to her, how she felt about the whole thing...but she could see by the way that the women were hanging on her every word, by the occasional hard nipple and moist-looking pussy, that they were utterly enraptured.

"So you're like...pregnant?" Anime-tattoos whispered. "Oh goddess, that is just like the hottest fanfic I ever read..."

"Only it isn't fiction," Diana said. "It's very, very real. There is only one thing missing..."

Lois grinned up at the Amazon. She'd heard the sounds of battle die down a while ago, and now there Diana was, in her full Wonder Woman guard, with golden lasso and bracelets and tiara.

"What's that?" The reporter asked as she shakily got to her feet.

"The night is far from over." Diana pushed gently through the crowd to give Lois a bone-shaking hug that lifted her straight up off the floor.

The women tittered. Lois laughed. Wonder Woman set the reporter down and arm-in-arm they led the women away from the demonic cult, imprisonment, degradation, and possible ****. Up toward freedom and life...

Cool clean air, cops, explanations. In the wee hours of the morning the club was shut down and emptied, the party out onto the streets, the women reinserting themselves back into their lives, and Lois Lane stood staring up at the moon, suddenly weary beyond her years wondering at what was next.

"How is it, where you're from?" Lois Lane asked. "When two women...do they just decide? Does one ask? You say they fight for dominance, but before that..."

"We aren't animals, love," Diana said, wrapping her strong arms around the smaller woman. "There are no rules, not really. Customs, laws, but nothing to bind the heart. Sometimes they are old rivals who find themselves one morning running along the beach and their eyes meet and they just...know. Whatever words are spoken they keep to themselves, and they move into the same house, and call each other wife, and that is it. Others make a ceremony of it, swear oaths and ask for the blessings of the gods...but it does not matter what the gods say, or the people say. It is about what we want."

Lois thought about it.

"I want a rematch," the reporter said, after a long moment. "Wife."

Wonder Woman set her chin on Lois Lane's forehead. "You won't be able to walk again, after."

"Yeah, well. I don't know about that woman with a thousand daughters. But I think I have a few moves you haven't seen yet."

"Show me."

They say that the Amazon has only two lusts: one for battle, and one for her own kind. By the end of the night, Lois Lane had discovered that both were very true.