The Return

John smiled as he stepped through the portal back to Themyscira, flanked by a curvy woman on either side. A good deal of time had passed since he'd left the island with Diana, promising to spread the amazonian message of subservience to the world. It had been a little over 3 years, in point of fact. A bit longer than he'd have liked, but the experience at least, had been fun. There'd been some difficulties here and there, not the least of which being that Diana had disagreed with some of his... decisions over the years, but she'd fallen in line eventually.

"Ahhhh, back to paradise." He looked around at sandy beach. "Do you remember this place, Wonder Whore?"

Diana nodded eagerly. "I do, Daddy! This is where I gave you your first blow job!"

"That's right, Wonder Whore." He said, giving her ass an 'appreciative' squeeze.

John smirked at the feeling of her bare skin against his hand. Diana, of course, wasn't wearing any panties under the skirt of her costume. An immense feeling of self-satisfaction always washed over him when he remembered that he was responsible for THAT particular change to her uniform.

"Oh, Daddy..." Diana said, tears in her eyes. "I can't believe I'm home! I can't believe I was able to spread Aphrodite's message to all of man's world!"

John gave her a firm slap across the cheek. "YOU spread it, you dumb bitch?"

Diana gasped and immediately fell to her hands and knees. "I'm sorry Daddy! I'm such a stupid cunt! It was YOU who spread the truth of submission! I was merely your loyal cum dumpster!" She groveled, planting kiss after kiss on his polished black dress shoes.

"And don't you forget it, Wonder Whore!" John said, grabbing Diana roughly by her hair and yanking her to her feet. "You're a set of moist holes for me to fuck, not some chosen one sent from slut island to fix the world."

"Of course, Daddy!" She agreed eagerly. "Of course!"

John let go of her without a second comment. Instead, he took the time to take in the beach again. Times had certainly changed. The beach itself was the same as it had been when he'd washed on shore 3 years ago. The different was his circumstance. Before, he'd been naked, weak, and alone, needing to rely on Diana to save him. Now, he was dressed in a fine three-piece suit, he had a gorgeous fuck toy on either arm, and he had power.

Oh yes, did he have power now.

"Master?" His other smoking hot companion asked. "Should I allow the other sluts through the portal as well?"

"No Zatanna." He waved off. "Leave them for now, we can have a mass cumrag exodus after I've taken care of my business." He grinned as he thought of Hippolyta. "I've got bigger fish to fry. More specifically, I've got a date with a Whore Queen."