Move her into a more permanent position

Matt was out of the car before the garage door had completely closed. He quickly opened the secret compartment from the backdoor and removed the heavy bag within. Leaving everything where it was, he moved down the concrete stairs to his basement prison. He has already prepared the leftmost cell for its new inhabitant.

He carefully set the bag down and opened it, luckily the raven-haired beauty was still out cold. The heavy shackle and the ropes binding her body were quickly removed, the breast harness made from her own magic lasso however remained as the humiliation it provided might come in handy in breaking her.

Moving quickly before she had a chance to wake up, he retrieved the instrument he had left in the corner for her. It looked rather simple but should prove very effective in breaking her spirit. The long titanium bar with heavy twin shackles at its end was now locked onto her impressive body. Removing the famous red leather boots with the 3’ heels, Matt first locked the larger shackles around her ankles. It was a tight fit and took some squeezing and pushing but he managed to close the heavy circles and lock their integrated locks. Next, he positioned her muscular, yet soft and feminine arms below her torso and fed them through the second set of cuffs. She was now effectively kept in a face down ass up position with her wrists bound to her ankles. The last thing he put on her was a heavy collar made from the same titanium alloy as her remaining bondage. Once locked around her swanlike neck, he connected it to the ground with a heavy chain. He did the same to the bar between her legs.

He stepped back and looked at his work. In front of him lay a scene made in heaven. The two perfect cheeks of Wonder Woman’s well-defined butt were perfectly displayed, her head still hidden below the heavy leather mask. A small trickle of drool escaping from the corner of her cherry lips. Once more he had to **** himself to not masturbate on the spot. He vowed to himself that the next time he came in would be inside the gorgeous creature before him.

He refrained from using any of the electronic training tools and sextoys he had prepared for her. She should be awake when he put them on her. It would help with driving home the feeling of helplessness and fragility that he wanted to induce in her. So, for now he just closed the door and turned off the lights in her new home. He would be back once she was awake.

With his prized possession safely stored, he went back up into his garage and started removing the evidence linking him to the mysterious disappearance of the beloved heroine. His faked uniform was incinerated in the burner of his houses heating system. The duffle bag, used ropes and his gas mask met the same fate. He even melted down the stolen numberplates he had acquired for his trip to town until they were completely unreadable. Wonder Woman’s gridle and tiara were stored as trophies in his basement safe until he found a use for them.

Finally, he had some time to relax on the couch. His TV started right on time to catch a quick update of what the world knew about his ploy: “It seems that Wonder Woman left today’s event before her planned meet and greet. At this moment it is unknown where she went. However, she is probably saving us all from a threat we can’t even fathom. This was Michelle Norris for…” he turned off the TV and smiled. So far everything was going according to plan. The sun was setting outside his window when he checked the prison's cameras on his phone.