Epilogue: Wonderbreeder

"The heroines of our generation take their lead from you, Diana," Batman said. "They always have."

"Enough, Bruce," Wonder Woman stared out of the window of the Justice League satellite, watching the Earth roll past below. "You don't know what you're asking."

He loomed behind her, casting a shadow on the glass.

"I've never known you to be afraid of anything."

She whirled on him them, eyes flashing. "I'm not afraid!"

"Then what is it?" He leaned in close.

The Amazon princess hugged her shoulders. "It's not that simple. What you're asking me...it's a lifetime commitment."

"I lost my family once." He said. "I was fortunate to gain another. Because of her, that legacy will live on."

Batman laid one hand on her shoulder.

"The world still needs heroes."

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LEX LUTHOR FLEES JUSTICE

Lois Lane stared at the headline, a pen caught in her mouth. The Daily Planet didn't exactly bury the lede. Still, she'd feel a lot better if they had been able to get him into custody. With his wealth and resources, Luthor could be anywhere...plotting anything.

Of a sudden, the hairs went up on the reporter's neck. The feeling like she was being watched.

"So," she said out loud. "What did she say?"

Batman stepped out of the shadows, and Lois swiveled, barely repressing a shiver.

How does he DO that?

"Wonder Woman has agreed," the Caped Crusader replied. "With one condition. She wants it to happen somewhere...comfortable."

Lois raised an eyebrow.

"Themysicra." he said.

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In later days, Lois would remember the sunset over the Aegean Sea. The sight of dolphins leaping through the spray. The world flashed by all around her, until after hours they began to descend, down through the clouds...and she would never forget that first glimpse of Paradise Island, the semi-tropical foliage, the gleaming clusters of marble buildings along Classical Greek lines. It thrilled her as nothing had since she first read Bullfinch's Mythology at the ripe age of ten...a place of myth and legend.

Wonder Woman didn't say much. Her focus was on flying her invisible plane. Lois stared at the Amazon princess with what she hoped could be taken for polite interest rather than naked lust. Yet it was hard not to stare at that armored bustier with its W cleavage and imagine the treasures it barely concealed. The strong, clean limbs bulging with muscle, the hard set of her jaw, the glossy black hair...

Me want snu-snu, Lois admitted to herself, then blushed and turned away, hoping her "client" hadn't caught it.

The jet landed on a small runway along the beach. Three armored Amazons armed with spears came to greet them...and one statuesque older woman in a white gown with a golden crown on her head. Lois noticed the resemblance to Diana immediately. This must be Hippolyta—Queen of the Amazons—Wonder Woman's mother.

"Hello Diana," mother and daughter greeted each other with a kiss. "And hello Lois Lane. Welcome to our home. We have been expecting you."

"Mother, I—" The older woman put her hands up to the heroine's lips.

"There will be time for questions. For right now, you are both weary from your journey. I wish you to clean and prepare yourself for our...guest. We will talk after."

A slight quizzical expression flashed across the face of the Amazon princess, but she nodded mutely and left along a sun-dappled path. Hippolyta smiled at Lois.

"Come with me, Lois Lane. There is something I must show you."

The sandy path gave way to packed earth, and then to close-fitted stones. Up marble steps and past towering columns into a tall, empty hall, populated at one end by a towering statue of a woman studded with innumerable breasts, before which was an altar and...something Lois Lane had never seen before. A king of metal box, not quite a cage, but a kind of frame.

Hippolyta laid a hand on it. "Prometheum. I had the blacksmiths forge it for you. Even my daughter cannot break it. Tonight, when the moon is full...you will need to thread her lasso in here, and here. Above and below the knee, and the ankle."

"I..." Lois realized, finally, what it was Wonder Woman's mother was saying. "It's a sex swing?"

"My daughter is incomparably strong, even among Amazons. Were she to lose control in a moment of passion...I would fear for your life," the Queen explained. "This will...restrain her while you perform your service. The Dark Knight told us you had some experience with similar situations."

The reporter swallowed, remembering Spoiler and the Black Bat. Lois nodded. Then, curiosity propelled her to ask: "Where are we? That isn't...Aphrodite." She named the Greek goddess of love.

"This is the temple of Cybele, the Great Mother," Hippolyta said. "Amazons seldom pray for fertility, but when we do...we come here."

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Lois Lane bathed in clear pools, scented with lavender. A young woman massaged her body with olive oil, strong hands kneading out all the muscles in her body. She was dressed in a simple white tunic that fell to mid-thigh, and left her arms bare. Fed watered wine and raw oysters, and as the night came on she was led by a moonlit path to the temple of Cybele once again.

Wonder Woman was there. Nude in the moonlight that streamed past the columns, the golden lasso in her hands, the bracelets on her wrists, the tiara on her head.

"Lois," she said.

The reporter caught her breath. What would a teenage boy do, if the centerfold stepped off the page in all its glory, and stood before him as a flesh and blood woman? Muscles bunched beneath the skin...hard abs, graceful calves, a full and muscular pair of buttocks. Her breasts were pale, the nipples soft and pink and small. The reminded Lois of a female baseball player she had known at university, a natural DD cup; she had to bind them up for the games. At night, would let them hang loose, pendulous and free.

As Lois stared at her, the Amazon Princess assessed her.

"Remove your garment."

Lois slid one shoulder strap off, then the other. Let the cloth fall down, catching for only a moment on her small breasts...and again on the hard cock jutting forth from her crotch. The reporter slipped it off around the erection, then stepped out of the garment.

"So he wasn't exaggerating your...size," she said, raising one eyebrow. The Amazon turned to consider the swing. "You know how this works?"

"Your mother told me," Lois stepped closer, feeling awkward.

Wonder Woman nodded. She held out her lasso. "Let's...get started, then."

Rope bondage is easy enough, if you know what you're doing and the subject is willing. Lois could tie a dozen different knots, and Wonder Woman was patient. There was the usual murmur of "Too tight?" "No, fine." and within fifteen minutes the Amazon Princess hand suspended within the frame, her legs spread, the bare pussy bared.

Lois Lane's cock throbbed looking at that pale pink slit. Her hand hung on the rope.

"Are you a virgin?" she wondered aloud.

"No," Wonder Woman said, clearly enough to shock her.

"Sorry. I...didn't mean to pry." Lois blushed. "Are you...comfortable?"

The heroine seemed to swing easily. "I...would enjoy it if you could tie up my breasts."

"Oh!" Lois said. "Yes, I think there's enough lasso."

The reporter quickly went around to the front, passing two loops around the reporters dangling teats, tying a knot behind her...just tight enough to begin to cut into the flesh. Lois noticed the little pink nipples were hard now.

"Is that good enough for you?" The dickgirl said as she tightened the lasso. "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Some emotion warred in the Amazon's face, as if a confession were being torn out of her. "Let me taste your cock."

"Oh...okay," shifting the ropes, Lois brought the Princess forward. Those lips parted to swallow the head of her cock. A warm, tightness engulfed the tip of her dick, and for a moment the reporter was afraid she was going to cum right then and there...but the moment passed, and Wonder Woman released the dick, licking her lips.

Suddenly, Lois realized something.

"It's the lasso of truth, isn't it?" She asked. "You had to answer my questions. Even if you didn't want to."

"Yes," Wonder Woman swung there as a slight breeze blew through the temple. She looked utterly helpless...suspended between heaven and earth, utterly at the reporter's mercy.

"Can I...call you Diana?" she asked, holding onto the lasso.

"Yes," the Amazon said, features softening softly. "Please."

Lois Lane's heart thudded in her chest as she asked the million-dollar question.

"Diana...do you want me to fuck you?"

The Amazon princess closed her eyes and swallowed gravely. Her voice, when it came out, could almost have been the whisper of the wind. Lois tightened her grip on the lasso, not sure she had heard her correctly. "Say it louder."

"I want you to impregnate me." Diana said, loud and clear.

Lois dropped down to one knee, staring Diana in the face as she reached out and touched the length of lasso holding her breasts...which had begun to look slightly swollen and pink. "Why?"

Wonder Woman hung her head.

"Because Batman is right. The world does need heroes. I have always wanted a daughter of my own, someday. And because..." her voice almost failed her again, but she lifted her head to stare straight into Lois Lane's eyes. "...I was jealous, when I heard that Batgirl was pregnant. I had spent my whole life as the warrior and yet...what I most wanted then...was to be her."

The reporter brought her head down, lips open. Diana tilted her head and accepted her kiss. Sweet and tender. The gentle understanding between women that Amazons had learned and perfected so long ago. In a way, Lois wished it would go on forever. But the moon was full...and she had a job to do.

Hippolyta had provided a jar of olive oil. Lois rubbed the clear oil onto her cock; the Amazon's snatch looked tighter than any hole she had fucked before. The reporter placed the head of her prick against the Amazon's slit. She laid one finger on the lasso.

"Are you ready?"

Diana of Themyscira, Princess of the Amazons, stared at the statue of Cybele, the great stone statue of the goddess looming over them both. Her words might have been a prayer.

Lois Lane grabbed the Amazon's thighs and drew her back onto her cock. It was a slow process, even with the extra lube. It felt to the reporter like trying to push a finger into a clenched fist. After a moment, she had to stop and withdraw her cock.

"What's wrong?" Diana asked, trying to twist her head. "Is it too...you can go...harder."

"Just need to loosen you up a little," Lois said, dipping her whole hand in the jar.

She started with one finger. Slathering up the pink pussy, inside and out. When everything was gooey and glistening, she slid her index finger in, very slowly. The pussy was incredibly tight, sucking at her finger as the reporter moved it back and forth. After a minute, Lois dipped back into the jar, and this time pressed two fingers into the slimy slit. Wonder Woman began to huff slightly as Lois became absorbed in her work, pushing her fingers in and out, pulling gently against the sides.

By the time Lois could easily slide three fingers in and out of the Amazon's box, Wonder Woman was trembling, muscles bunching. Lois had no doubt that any normal ropes or chains would have broken against the heroine's straining. She seemed to be on the verge of orgasm...and so was Lois, as she brought her swollen head back to the Amazon's aching, needy cunt.

The swing was different from the stocks that the dickgirl had used to impregnate women before. There, it was all about Lois pushing against something. Here, the trick lay in finding a balance...trying to stuff her cock inside of the bound Amazon would simply see her momentum swing her away. But if you got a good rhythm, and kept careful control of the ropes, then Wonder Woman would slide on and off of her cock as easy as a sex toy.

"D-don't hold back," Diana said, as they found their groove. The slick olive oil was working wonderfully. The only thing that Lois regretted is that she couldn't see the Amazon's tits flopping as she swung through the air. Sometimes she pushed so hard that the momentum would carry Diana just until only the head of the reporter's cock was inside of her...and then gravity and low-friction lubricant would cause the captive cunt to slide back down, all the way to the base.

"Are you about to cum?" Lois huffed, holding onto the rope. She was so near her own limit she was afraid she was going to spurt out any second.

As if in answer, Diana screamed. Her pussy clamped tight, but Lois continued to fuck her right through it, faster now, arms and hips pumping...and the scream went on until the heroine ran out of breath and had to pause to fill her lungs once more...and it was somewhere in there, as her toes curled and her body arched, the Lois felt the first hot spurt of seed shoot up her dick.

She had been saving this cum up for weeks. Not touching herself. Just letting the nut build and build inside of her, her "hot chunk of burning love." It would have been a waste to spend it on any lesser pussy, Lois Lane now knew. While she did not grade pussies, and every woman had their attractive features, for the rest of her life the reporter would remember when she first shot her semen deep into that helpless cunt.

Panting and sweaty, Lois pulled out. A white stream burst from the heroine's still-spasming cunt. Not far away, Hippolyta had helpfully set out a table with jars of wine and water.

"T-thank you," Diana said, hanging slackly in her frame. Wonder Woman was getting her breath back. "If I am with child from this, I will name her—"

"Hold that thought," Lois said as she gulped down a glass of watered wine. The stinging, sweet liquid slid down her throat. "I'll be back to give you another load in just a moment."

Wonder Woman tried to twist her head. "Another? How many times can you...ejaculate in succession?"

Lois considered.

"I think my record is thirteen. But don't worry." She gave the Amazon's bare ass a playful slap. "We've got all night to have fun."

Wonder Woman's eyes widened. "Great Hera..."

"One thing I like about this setup," Lois said as she knelt to gently massage the Amazon princess's ass.

"Is that you can't get away."

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The lusty howls of Wonder Woman rang throughout Paradise Island, straight on until morning. Hippolyta smiled as she walked through the nursery, unsealed for the first time since Diana had been a baby. There was so much to do. It would be nice to hear the sound of happy little feet around Themyscira once more. All thanks to Lois Lane, Wonder Breeder.