"What?"

My fingers trail through the hairs of her slit, making Wonder Woman shiver with need. Her juices drip down her leg, a testament to her arousal, as she looks at me with a mix of fear and lust. The name 'Wonder Whore' makes her body quiver, the label somehow feeling right, sounding good in her mind despite her resistance. Diana opens her mouth to admit it, but the last vestige of her resistance stops her words. Instead, she gives a slight nod, trying to hide it from the camera.

"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that," I say, my voice soft but commanding. I push my robes from my shoulders, letting them fall to the floor as I stand before her, fully naked. My cock is massive, and I could tell by her expression that Diana's never seen a human with one this size.

"I know, I know... truly, I must have been blessed by the gods," I smirk, seeing the awe and trepidation on her face.

I step closer, moving between her legs, my cock hovering over her. Diana could feel its heat radiating onto her skin, making the hairs of her pussy stand on end.

"I asked if you wanted me to rape you, Wonder Whore." I repeat, dropping the head of my cock onto her flesh. "Do you want me to take you and use your body for my own perverse pleasure?"