Indeed, utilizing an interesting form of insertion...

Wonder Woman felt like she needed to do something different as she flew to the warehouse. Over the last few months, It was dawning on her that using physical **** all the time was actually having a bit of a negative effect on her mission. She was indeed empowering women who saw themselves as subservient to men, but she was also empowering another kind of women, the kind who foolishly thought they had their own will.

Diana may be a completely worthless slut devoid of shame or dignity, but she only acted completely stupid when it was requested of her. She was slowly picking up on how the world worked, and the concept of **** fascinated her the most. The power dynamics alone were enough to get her off but more importantly for the current situation, she could use it to her advantage when it came to fighting criminals. It was about time she shed the false persona of being a strong female hero. It was bound to come up once it becomes public knowledge that Wonder Woman won't go after rapists, or in a worse case scenario, someone links Diana Prince to Wonder Woman.

Her first act would be to get into the warehouse. It would be a cakewalk to stomp in and take the place by storm, but there were more effective (and fun) ways to slip in. She decided on a strategy she had seen in a movie she watched with her master. And she'd sprinkle in some stuff she'd done at work.

She landed outside the warehouse, making sure to stay out of sight. On her way down, she noticed two plain-looking men guarding the entrance. It was clear they were wearing normal looking clothing to give the impression there wasn't much of note here. The cops would waste time getting a warrant, and the Justice League would be thrown off by the innocent looks. But not for too long, Diana figured. If they were up to anything, tonight would be the night to do it, as the League wouldn't take long to realize something was wrong here. Even Diana knew. There were strange, magical energies emitting from the abandoned building.

The first thing she did was strip down completely. Armor, panties, bra and all. She took them and hid them near some bushes. It wouldn't matter if someone grabbed them. She now had a sort of connection with the armor and could sense their presence from anywhere. She wasn't sure when that happened, but it sure was convenient. Her tits and snatch were on full display now with only her tiara and bracelets remaining. It was time to jump them.

The naked Wonder Woman leaped from her hiding place and landed in front of the two men. They both took guns out, aiming at the bitch but looking a little surprised that she was nude.

"Stop right there! Tell me what's going on here!" Wonder Woman demanded.

"What's going on? You're fucking naked, Wonder Bitch! Are you some kind of fucking bimbo?"

Of course, Diana was well aware she was flaunting her body, but this was all part of the plan. She looked down at her self and put on a face of genuine shock. Her acting had only improved since her job started. As with cock sucking and being fucked, she had a look of sincerity no matter what she was feeling.

"What...By Aphrodite, I must have forgotten to put them on!" She exclaimed.

"What a dumb bimbo." One of the men said, pulling the trigger.

Bullets were no big deal, but Diana needed to sell herself. She blocked the shot with her bracelets, but at the point of impact, she suddenly launched herself back, her tits jiggling as she fell to the floor. It very much looked like she had used up all her stamina just blocking one shot. Diana panted heavily with a pained expression on her face. She was completely helpless now.

The two men walked over to her, smirking and chuckling as they grabbed her by her hair, forcing her to look up at them.

It should have been suspect to any guy who was thinking with his brain. But at this point, Diana had learned his way around men. How to please them, and how to manipulate them. Of course, she'd save that manipulation for criminals who needed to be stopped. These two men were actually her prey, giving her exactly what she wanted; quiet entry into the warehouse.

Diana's pussy was soaked as she was manhandled and thrown into a cage. The whole building had its lights off, with only a single flashlight being used to illuminate her dirty cage.

"Get over here, you sick fucks!" One of the men said, getting the attention of another group of nearby guards. These men had much darker looks in their eyes then the two guards, and their looks varied. From older men to fatso's who would never have a chance with a woman like her. They looked like they had been rejected by normal society, explaining why they'd join an evil **** like Brother Blood.

Now, though, their dark eyes were being filled with lust.

"We caught this dumb cunt outside. Do whatever you want with her, just make sure she doesn't escape. I'm gonna tell Blood what happened."

Diana looked up at her captives, the rejects walking in and closing the cage door behind them. She had never known the sensation, but she even learned to express fear in her eyes. Her black hair was yanked at again...