Poison Ivy

In saunters a beautiful light green skinned woman with long, flowing red hair. A leafy garment barely conceals her private areas. "Ivy, darling. Welcome." With his back turned to her, Wonder Woman makes a lunge at Johnson in a last ditch effort, but barely gets half a step before letting out a frustrated moan and slamming her hands to her crotch. "Tsk tsk. So rude, this one. I bet those panties feel nice rubbing against your pussy though," Johnson gives Wonder Woman a wink. All she can do is glare as she has to muster all her willpower to not start frigging herself right there in the middle of the room. "Now where was I. Ah yes. Ivy, I believe you know Wonder Woman. And this is Shad." Johnson makes the introductions.

"They do not look like a pile of gold, Johnson," Ivy says, clearly annoyed.

"Erm well there was a little snafu with that, but two captured superheroes should make up some of the difference. Or at least buy me some time?"

"Hmmm..." Ivy ponders this as she stops and faces a shaking Wonder Woman. "I have always wanted a Wonder Pet..." She takes a hand and brushes Wonder Woman's hair over her ear, then traces back along Wonder Woman's jaw before going down her neck, to her chest, and continuing downward."

"N--No... Not again..." Wonder Woman stammers.

"Again!?!" shouts Johnson. "Shad! Did she put on a show for you at the vault?"

"I'm not supposed to talk about it."

"Gah! First Supergirl. Now Wonder Woman. Why are _YOU _getting all of _MY _action!?!"

Ivy turns to Johnson, fury in her eyes after his interruption. "Goodnight," she says before blowing him a kiss. A purple mist floats from her mouth to his face.

"Wha--?" And Johnson crumples to the ground. The guards, conflicted, raise their weapons, but don't attack. "Gentlemen, remember who your true mistress is," Ivy calls out. And they all lower their weapons. You're not sure if they were previously under some sort of control or if they were all working for Ivy all along. Either way, it's pretty clear that they won't be helping you eliminate your enemy. "Now, Wonder Woman," she gets back on task, "wouldn't you love to be my pet?" Ivy goes back to the hands-on approach, tracing on top of Wonder Woman's breasts over her armor.

"No..." Wonder Woman barely breathes out.

"I think you would enjoy it very much." Ivy keeps one hand moving around Wonder Woman's breasts while the other moves lower, hovering above the waistline. "I could give you infinite joy and happiness..."

"Nnnn...mmmmm," Ivy moves in and plants a passionate kiss on Wonder Woman. Whatever was left of her resistance melts away as Wonder Woman returns the kiss in ****, loudly smacking lips. The two continue like that for a while with lips and tongues intertwined before Ivy pulls off.

"Now Wonder Pet, you seem to have too many layers of clothing preventing me from giving you full pleasure." Wonder Woman has a glassy look in her eyes as she stares into the piercing green gaze of Poison Ivy. She reaches behind herself and unclasps her corset, letting it fall to the floor as her tits spill out freely. Her belt and bottoms soon join it on the floor and she is nude, save for her boots, bracelets and tiara. "That's much better." Ivy tweaks a now exposed nipple, eliciting a moan from Wonder Woman.

The show has certainly caused a reaction in your pants and you surmise from the movement of the guards holding you as well as those around the room that you are not the only one. Perhaps you could use this distraction to escape. Or maybe you should bide your time and wait for a better opportunity.