Naming names pt 6

“Let’s talk Supergirl, aka Kara Danvers, aka Superblondie. I wonder…If someone knew her secret identity, how much digging would it take before they figured out her cousin’s as well?”

“Probably not much,” Wonder Woman admits.

“So we’re talking premium pricing,” you look up at the ceiling thoughtfully. “I imagine JLA headquarters must have locker rooms of some kind…”

“No,” Wonder Woman cuts you off sharply.

“You don’t know what I was…”

“Visit as many degradations on me as you like, but I will not violate my friends’ trust or their privacy.” Her voice is resolute, the commanding Princess resurfacing. “Choose something else.”

“Fine, personal degradation it is,” you move up close against her again and reach your arms around to grab her ass cheeks, “Anal.”

The heroine shrugs, “Sure. Tho I would’ve assumed that was included in All. Night. Long.”

“Ah, well in that case…”

“Too late, you already broke it out as a separate negotiation,” she gives you a playful smile.

“I suppose I did, ah well,” you savor the feel of her buttocks in your hands as you pull her pelvis against yours. “That brings us to Power Tits, I mean Power Girl. Two questions: are her boobs bigger than yours and how much does that bother you?”

“Yes they are, and no it doesn’t bother me.”

It’s your turn to look skeptical, “Really?”

“On Themescyra we are not raised to constantly compare our bodies to other women or be jealous of them. Power Girl’s beauty does not diminish mine.”

“Especially since you’re way hotter than her, right?”

“Right,” the lasso forces out of her before she can stop herself, and you grin as she blushes faintly. “I said we were taught not to compare ourselves; I didn’t say I was always perfect at doing so.”

“I guess even immortal semi-divine warrior princesses are still human at heart,” you say and give her backside a good swat. Diana doesn’t flinch, but you don’t get the sense she hated it either. “How do you feel about edging?”

She blinks in surprise, “I’ve heard of it.”

“But never tried it?”

She shakes her head slightly, “I never saw the point of denying oneself in that manner.”

“Well this will be a treat then.” You stare into her bottomless blue eyes and she returns your gaze. “In exchange for keeping Starrware’s Board of Directors blissfully ignorant of their CEO’s extracurriculars, you will let me blindfold you and take you to an undisclosed location. There I will tie you up – serious bondage, not this casual stuff – and for 24 hours I will play with your body.” You grind your bulging crotch against hers. “Touching you, caressing you, tasting you, tickling you, probing you, hurting you. Exciting erogenous zones you didn’t even know you had. Taking you to the brink of ecstasy time and time again. But always stopping right before you reach climax.” The hunger in her eyes is unmistakable now. “Over and over until you are **** with need and you beg me for release, and only then when I deem you are ready will I give you the biggest orgasm of your immortal life.”

There’s no mistaking the yearning in her eyes now, and for one brief second she presses her body against yours before she catches herself and pulls back ever so slightly. “I…I don’t trust you to…”

“That, Princess, is entirely the point.”

She returns your stare, her eyes aflame, her breath shivering slightly. After a long moment she says simply, “Very good.”

“It absolutely will be.”