You turn the tables

Out of the corner of your eye you spy her lasso. You've heard that like the more famious lasso of Wonder Woman, anyone (mortal or god) caught in it will be **** to obey the wielder. A plan begins to form.

"A little bit deeper." Wonder Girl commands you and you do so enjoying the taste while at the same time moving your hand closer and closer to the lasso.

"And this is only the first of many ways you'll help me. I can think of so many fun ways for you to help reduce my sexual stress." A part of you doesn't want to know what she has in mind but you know that if she catches you before you get the lasso around her she'll be very unhappy.

"A little closer" She moans as you think the same thing. Finally your fingers grasp the golden relic. Distracted and in the fog of pleasure she doesn't notice you bring it close to you until.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Uh oh. She steps back and tries to get her lasso back but you somehow manage to get the mystic item around her.
"Why you little! Get this off me right now!"

"I have some other ideas my dear amazon. Let's make some changes in our partnership..."