The Bracelets Unlock Lois Lane's True Power

The hard, god-forged metal of Wonder Woman's bracelets should not flow like quicksilver. Should not move, blood-warm and smooth, from wrist to wrist. Those bracelets were a hallmark of the Amazons of Themyscira, a reminder of the time that the Amazons had been subjugated by Hercules. So many legends and stories had been built around them that Lois Lane didn't know which were true. Some said that to chain an Amazon's bracelets was to strip her of her powers; others that to remove the bracelets would unleash the Amazon's true god-given strength.

All Lois Lane knew, as the bulletproof-metal flowed onto her wrists and locked about her arms, is that she felt a surge of strength. Her hands grasped Wonder Woman's wrists, and a terrible, singular focus came to the reporter. With implacable ease, Lois Lane pressed the Princess of the Amazon's back, arms stretched out over her head. The swollen cock, painfully erect thanks to the Amazonian cock-ring that now gripped the base, pressed against the star-spangled shorts which were now Diana's only defense.

Then there was a golden blur. The Lasso of Truth, which had been coiled at Wonder Woman's side, moved like a serpent across the Amazon's body. Cloth burst into shreds as it moved, not in response to Wonder Woman's commands, but to the urge of its true mistress. With a thought, the golden rope slid over the naked body of the Amazon, to bind her wrists together above her head, to tie itself into knots that criss-crossed her body, into slim loops that tied knee to elbow, and spread those supple, well-muscled thighs wide so that Lois Lane cock shove her cock in deep.

Diana whimpered. It was as if all the fight had gone out of her, as the huge, rubbery glans of Lois Lane's prick ribbed against her slit. The Amazon was shaven almost smooth, just a tiny strip of black hair above her mons...and in a moment that strip of pubic hair was wet with Lois Lane's precum.

Even with the strange power that lent inhuman strength to her arms, strength enough to tame an Amazon, the lust that came with her huge cock, the reporter's mind was free. There was no blacking out now. The bracelets had unlocked her power...but also control. This would not be like before, no mindless rut for Lois Lane to awaken from.

Splayed beneath her, nipples hard, Wonder Woman's big breasts heaved. The blue eyes were fully dilated, and sweat beaded her entire goddess-like body. Unconsciously, Diana had begun to grind her cunny against Lois Lane's cockhead...but the dickgirl reporter controlled herself. It was obvious Diana was under the influence of whatever curse or blessing Lois had been granted. Calling the Amazon had been a mistake, and Lois saw that now. She couldn't fuck her. It wouldn't be right.

Not unless...Wonder Woman had come here intentionally, knowing what would happen.

"Is this why you came here?" Lois Lane said. "Did you come here to get fucked and bred?"