Unexpected Surroundings...

When Diana finally regains consciousness, she doesn't find herself on Apokolips. The Amazonian princess wakes up in a sterile medical facility, bound with reinforced titanium restraints. Her lasso, bracelets, and tiara were all missing.

Wonder Woman groans, looking around for some clue to her location as she attempts to break free. "Who dares hold me here? Release me at once!"

A chime sounds over an intercom, followed by a male's soothing voice. "Don't worry, Wonder Woman. I will be there momentarily. In the meantime, allow me to provide some entertainment for your amusement.”

A large viewscreen flickers to life along one wall, showing the image of the two missing superheroines. Batgirl was half-naked, wearing what looked like a large, green strap-on dildo next to a bound and gagged Supergirl. The young blonde was bent over on all fours, her head pressed down into the floor as she was fucked hard by her best friend.

Diana gasps in utter dismay at the lewd sight before her. What had he done to those poor girls? Even though Supergirl was bound, Wonder Woman could clearly see that the heroine was in pure ecstasy as she's nailed and used.

"Great Hera! What did you do to them?”

"I freed them. Freed them of their inhibitions, their restraints, and their self-control. I helped them become who they were meant to be.”

Through the speakers, Wonder Woman could now hear Supergirl's ecstatic moans of pleasure while Batgirl orders the other girl to beg like the little Superslut she was.

"Unfortunately, the Superslut's conditioning wears off every 24-hours or so due to her Kryptonian DNA, but that just allows my lovely Batslut the chance to break her all over again."

"You poisoned their minds!" Wonder Woman shouts even as the moans echo her ears - fear, worry, and arousal all mixing together. “We will put an end to this! You cannot hold us forever!”

"Of course I can. Superman and Batman both think you were taken by Darkseid. They have no idea where you really are.”

The door to the room slides open, revealing a tall man with short brown hair and dark eyes. I carry myself confidently in robes of red and black that hang over my muscular physique. "Neither do you, for that matter. We have all the time in the world."

Wonder Woman glares at me. "You can’t fool them long... where are we? Who are you?"

"My real name is unimportant.” I say as I approach. "You may call me the Rapture if you wish.” I reach out for Wonder Woman, cupping her full breast in my hand, squeezing it through her top. "Although by the time we are done, you will learn to call me master."

Princess Diana groans as I grope her breasts. She tries once again to pull the restraints and free herself. “That will never happen!”

"Suit yourself.” I say, releasing her lush breast and walking toward a control panel.

"Some say that without your belt, bracelets and tiara, you are only as strong as a normal woman. Completely powerless.” I look back at her and smile.

"Forgive me if I'd rather not test that theory." I say as I pull a lever at the controls.

Suddenly, the table Wonder Woman is on begins to move and shift. Each of her hands pull out from her sides, lifting upward over her head. Her legs move apart, spreading open invitingly. When the table is finished transforming, Wonder Woman finds herself spread-eagle, still bound around her ankles, wrists, and across her waist.

Diana jerks and twists harder, desperately trying to break free as her body is spread apart. "Release me, monster!”