Chapter 15
by 
zedar
Do you accept the gift?
It would be rude not to
You grin evilly at Amanda. "Oh, this is going to be fun. Let me unwrap my gift." You reach out to rip the clothes from her body, but reconsider -- that would make a claim of **** more believable. Instead, you grab the hem of her halter top and pull it over her head. It's harder than you expected -- Amanda doesn't look muscular, but her fear and desperation are giving her a remarkable amount of strength, and you can't hold her arms.
Wonder Woman quickly sees your trouble and grabs both of Amanda's wrists in her right hand, pulling Amanda's arms over her head so you can continue stripping the bitch. Amanda continues trying to struggle, but against Wonder Woman's superhuman strength it is of course pointless.
"Man, these are even bigger than Power Girl's," you say as you squeeze her left breast, hard. "How big are they, anyway?"
Amanda is too busy screaming to answer you, so you give her breast a sharp slap, making her cry out. "Answer me, cunt," you say sternly. "How big are your tits?"
She continues screaming.
"Wonder Woman," you say, raising your voice a bit to be heard over Amanda's caterwauling. "Lasso."
"They look like they're about fo-" Wonder Woman begins.
"Wonder Woman," you snap. "Lasso. Now."
Wonder Woman blinks and quickly pulls her lasso from her belt with her free hand and drapes it over Amanda.
"Amanda, how big are your tits," you demand.
"Th-thirty-two jay," she sobs.
"Amaz-" you begin, but are cut off by a kick from Amanda. Only a last-second jump back from you makes it land in your stomach rather than your balls. "Fucking bitch! Wonder Whore, grab her legs too!"
Wonder Woman blinks in confusion for a moment, most likely wondering how to hold all four of Amanda's limbs at once, but quickly regroups. Grabbing her lasso, she quickly ties it around Amanda's right hand, briefly ducks down under the table to wrap it around one of the stretchers, and re-emerges to tie it around Amanda's left. With Amanda's hands now restrained, Wonder Woman grabs her ankles to spread Amanda's legs for you.
"Great," you say drily, "but how am I supposed to get her pants off like this?"
Wonder Woman blinks, then briefly lets go of one ankle to reach down and effortlessly tear an enormous hole in Amanda's jeans. Before Amanda has time to do more than flail her leg purposelessly Wonder Woman is holding it again.
You briefly feel a surge of irritation -- you'd decided not to tear Amanda's clothes for a reason, after all -- but decide it's not worth getting upset about, especially since you hadn't bothered to tell Wonder Woman this fact. And why waste time on petty irritations when you've a helpless bitch to enjoy? You pause a moment to appreciate the view before taking the plunge.
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