Epilogue: Wonderbreeder III: Hail To the Queen

The Coliseum of Themyscira normally hosted sporting events. Races, wrestling, displays of martial skill. Today, as the Mediterranean sun rose above the lip of the white marble, the stands were full. Hundreds of Amazons crowded elbow-to-elbow, and in the distinguished guest boxes nearer to the great sandy floor were all manner of heroines from man's world...invited to witness the sacred ceremony that was about to take place.

Queen Hippolyta herself led the ceremonies. She stepped out onto the sand naked except for her sandals and bracelets, her tall and stately body oiled. There were grey streaks in her dark hair, that fell down to her shoulders. Scars marked her body from sword and spear, dagger and claw. Her breasts were heavier than most Amazons, with the dark nipples that proclaimed she had given birth...and she moved with the easy grace of a lioness, the muscles rippled on arm and leg, and the assembled women knew that of them all, only her daughters Diana and Nubia could have taken Hippolyta in a straight fight.

Flower petals were tossed from the crowd in the stands, who took to their feet as Hippolyta came out. She addressed them in Greek as she slowly circled the covered platform at the center of the Coliseum. The guests looked on uneasily, but their Amazon handlers told them that it was traditional for wrestling to be done in the nude...

...especially this kind of wrestling.

"And now," Hippolyta said, switching to English for the benefit of the assembled heroines. "I will perform the sacred rite of fertility that will renew the Amazon nation! A rite in which all of you will have to take part, in the days and weeks to come..."

She grasped the white cotton sheet and pulled it off with one great sweep of her arm.

A golden mask covered Lois Lane's face. Gold too, were the chains that bound her hand and foot to the corners of the bed that had been set up in the center of the Amazon's sacred coliseum...and the metal band that gripped the base of her erect cock was made of the same indestructible metal from which Wonder Woman's Bracelets of Submission had been forged.

Within the stifling confines of the mask, Lois couldn't even see the queen her clambered over her, or hear the cheers of the crowd as the older woman spread her slit with her fingers and called out:

"This is how a warrior conceives a daughter! Not by submission, but by conquest!"

A deafening roar burst out, and hundreds of sandaled feet stomped in unison as Hippolyta descended down upon the naked reporter's great prick.

It had been long since Hippolyta had known the touch of any man, and while the play of the Amazons made use of artificial aids of all kinds, the queen preferred softer ways of making love to toys...but she was a queen, and the exercises of the Amazons included many kegel forms. So the cunt that slid onto Lois Lane's prick was tighter and stronger than any she had known before. Even Wonder Woman could not match her mother for muscular control...and in the darkness of the mask, Lois gasped as though her cock was being crushed.

The sun had barely crested the lip of the stands when the ceremony began...but with the great metal ring that constricted her prick, Lois Lane had no escape. The muscles in her arms and legs tensed as she sought escape as Hippolyta rose and fell upon her with terrible regularity. The queen's purpose was clear: to give a performance for her subjects and her guests, and to that end it was a contest of endurance and skill. As Lois Lane squirmed helpless beneath her, the queen transitioned smoothly from one position to the next...now facing away from Lois and dropping into a squat, now laying with her sandals across the reporter's biceps as she did pushups, the cock still lodged firmly inside her cunt, now to splay her thighs wide and rub her clit hard as she let herself achieve her first climax, the hot spray squirting from her pussy to fall on Lois Lane's chest like a hot summer rain...

The crowd went wild.

Amazons groped each other openly, hands dove into robes to caress breasts and quim, hot kisses were stolen in moments of passion, and the only ones who did not feel the atmosphere of unbridled lust were the costumed guests that sat uncomfortable and blushing in their box as they watched the erotic display.

As the sun burned directly overhead, the exhausted Amazon queen plunged until the lips of her labia rested on that metal cockring.

"Now sisters, is the moment!" She shouted...and reaching down, released the catch that held the metal ring in place.

Sperm burst forth from Lois Lane's cock. Her whole body shook uncontrollably, her scream of release echoed like the ****-cry of an animal of myth as her long-delayed ejaculation finally burst forth from her aching, much-abused prick. Hippolyta laughed in triumph as she inner muscles milked the great dick, rode the bucking hips...and when at last the queen stood, and the limp prick collapsed onto the reporter's heaving stomach like a dead serpent, not a single white drop was allowed to escape Hippolyta's cunt.

Diana greeted her mother as the older Amazon came in from the stands.

"Was the mask really necessary, mother?" Wonder Woman asked.

"The mask was her idea," the queen said. "Lois was concerned of performance anxieties, in front of so many people."