Supercuts...

Diana watches Batgirl having her way with Kara who, despite her tears, seems to be enjoying the brutal pounding. The saw snaps Diana’s attention back to her own problem as it begins to cut through her clothes. The vibrations against her slit make it extremely hard to focus.

The saw cuts slowly, deliberately as it cuts through the fabric. Wonder Woman feels the gently wind blowing over her slit as it slices through completely. The heat from the friction adds to the increasing vibration that already assaults her. It moves upward, cutting higher carefully, methodically, now directly over the Amazonian princess's clit, tormenting her. On another monitor, Diana could see the camera has zoomed in between her legs, focusing on the saw and its exciting and enticing task.

Diana whimpers, terrified to move because it might cut into her. Yet the vibration and wind sends jolts up through her body, making it harder and harder to think as her clothes pulled away.

The saw pierces the fabric over her clit, sending waves of pleasure like fire and lightning crashing down onto it. The circular blade creeps higher now, moving away from her pussy, cutting over the fabric that hid a soft, patch of trimmed hairs that served as a navigation beacon to others heading lower.

Diana couldn’t stop the struggled cry as her clit’s stimulated by the saw. Her face red with shame and embarrassment as every moment is caught on camera. Diana tries to think of any possible escape plan. “Let... me go.”

"And deny our viewers what they each paid a small fortune to witness? I'm sorry, but that's just bad business.” The saw cuts higher now, nearly through her costume as the vibration and heat spread from it. Diana feels her pussy hairs rubbing against the material, feels it over her skin. Her succulent pussy is glistening with her own juices as the screens show it all in high-definition for the audience.

Panting as the rush of fear and pleasure overwhelm me. The moans of the other two girls overwhelm her senses. The hairs of her pussy standing on end as they’re simulated. "Please...” Diana whispers barely loud enough for me to hear.