Hot Amazon sex talk

“Let the officer go. You have me, you don’t need her.” The bound heroine does her best to look cool and in control despite her bondage and partial nudity.

“I make it a point to never throw away perfectly good women. Someday they may be scarce. Besides, bitch took a shot at me. There are consequences for that.” You can tell she’s been struggling against her bindings on the desk, but she can’t break free yet.

“If you lay a hand on her…”

“Too late. So how many men have you had sex with?”

She shakes her head slightly, and gives an annoyed sigh. “I don’t keep count.”

You reach down and brush the black hair from her face so you can see her expression. “Ballpark it. More than 10? More than 100?”

Her shoulders move in what was probably intended to be a shrug, but the rope doesn’t allow her that much mobility. “Maybe…20, 25?”

“A lot of women would be embarrassed to admit to that high a body count.”

The look she gives you is pitying. “I’m an Amazon. We are not raised to be ashamed of our sexuality.”

“Hooray for girlpower.” You move around behind her, running your hands down her bare shoulders and arms. “Who’s better in the sack, Batman or Superman?”

“I wouldn’t know.” She manages to sound haughty. “I don’t sleep with my co-workers.” There’s another of those pauses before the lasso forces her to add… “But I’m pretty sure it’s Batman.”

“Yeah that checks out.” Your hands slide down her flanks to her sturdy hips. “Have you ever been ****?”

Anger creeps back into her voice. “No one would dare!”

“But you must’ve been tied up before.” You pull her hips back towards you until that magnificent ass is pressed up against your crotch. “Didn’t Lex Luthor capture all y’all last year? He didn’t take advantage of the situation?”

She snorts dismissively while you rub your erection against her ass cheeks. “As foul as Luthor is, even he would never cross that line. There would be, as you say, consequences.”

You lean forward over her, your crotch pushing her pelvis into the edge of the desk. You grab a double handful of wild black hair and pull her head back towards you. “What. A. Pussy.” you stage whisper in her ear.

“She’s not wrong you know, about the consequences.” A small voice comes from the stretcher – Ladycop Bailey is trying to rejoin the conversation. “**** a cop is one thing. Even…even assaulting one.” Her voice falters for a moment. “But **** a superhero? A Justice Leaguer? You can’t be that stupid.”

“I assure you I can. Besides, pretty sure we’re past the point where I can just untie you and we let bygones be bygones. Right?” The Amazon’s scent is like nothing you’ve every experienced, an intoxicating mixture of flowers, jasmine, sweat, and pheromones.

“It’s never too late to seek forgiveness. But it is far too late to forget what has happened here,” the Amazon beneath you replies evenly.

“See?” you say to Bailey, with a head nod towards the Amazon. You continue grinding your erection against her behind.

But Officer Bailey isn’t done yet. “You can have her swear on the lasso, like you did with the medic, to not tell anyone or come after you.”

“That also seems like something Hero Gal is unlikely to do, at least not to save her own skin. Right?”

The heroine tries to shake her head, but you’re still holding her by the hair. “I’m not leaving her here,” the Amazon declares in a firm tone.

“But you have to let her go, the world needs her! How many times has she saved the world? Like literally. The world. Keep me; nobody’s going to miss me.”

“Wow. I mean that’s actually a little sad, but aren’t you both just brimming with self-sacrifice! Let’s see, lemme think about it. Which one of you should I let go…”