Eva exposes you

"I tink dat ve should make our freund more comfortable too Eva," Helga says and you tense up as you see Eva pick up the gun and start to walk slowly towards you.

She aims the gun at you and tells you to stay still. With a grin she slips behind you and you feel the gun barrel pressing against the back of your head.

"You are enjoying vatching Vonder Voman be... interrogated...ja?" Helga says, and you look at her. You see that her gaze is at your crotch. "Eva, let us all see just how much he's enjoying it."

You feel Eva press her lush body against your back, then feel her right arm curl around your waist.

"Hey!... what the..?" You begin to protest, but you stop as the gun barrel nudges the back of your head. You look down and can only watch as Eva deftly undoes your belt and pants, pushing the zipper down.

You can hear her giggle from behind you as she pushes your pants and boxers down. Normally, you've always been proud of your endowment, almost 9" long and fairly thick, about 6" in circumference, but this time you feel a wave of embarrassment as your hardon is exposed. Your embarrassment grows as you see Helga staring straight at your stiff member.

"Ach, Vonder Voman. Your fruend haffs a very gut sized dick. Dat might answer a question in mein mind," Helga says. "I vas vondering vy he vas mitt you, because in de past, you alvays fought alone. Except for that Americaner. Vat vas his name again?" Helga pauses to think, her brows furrowed for a few moments.

"It vas Steve, vasn't it? Steve... Trevor. Vat ever happened to dat schweinhund?" she asks with a chuckle.

Wonder Woman bristles at the mention of his name, glaring at the smug Helga, and she laughs at her.

"I alvays thought dat you ver more than just comrades mitt him, but now that I see your freunds cock, perhaps he is his replacement, ja?" Helga cackles as she sees Wonder Woman's jaw clenching as she grits her teeth.

Helga moves behind her desk and opens a drawer, reaching her left hand in and pulling something out, but concealing it in her palm. She takes off her brimmed hat and shakes her hair loose. Her blonde hair is the longest of them all, cascading down past her shoulders right down to her shoulder blades.

She grins wickedly as she walks towards you. You tense and instinctively try to back away, but Eva's firm, lush body pressing against you from behind stops you.
Helga stops right in front of you, then purposely lets her gaze travel down to your twitching dick. You see her right hand moving towards you and you brace yourself, remembering the pain she had inflicted earlier when she squeezed your nuts.

Your breath catches when you feel her fingers touch you. But instead of pain. your cock jerks as she just lightly runs her finger tips along the length of your throbbing member, caressing it. You're surprised at the gentleness of her touch because of what you've seen so far.You gasp as she curls her fingers around your cock, holding it in her hand. She moves her hand slowly, stroking your stiff dick.

"You like your cock being played mitt, ja?" Helga asks with a small laugh as she teasingly pumps your swollen dick," but vat man doesn't?" she adds.

She brings her left hand to it and your eyes widen as you see some kind of clamp in her hand. Before you can try to twist away, she grips your cock firmly and you feel the gun barrel pressing harder against your skull. You can only watch as Helga slides the clamp down the length of your cock to its base and begins to turn the wingnut to tighten it.

You grit your teeth as you feel it getting ever tighter, preparing yourself for the pain you're expecting. The throbbing of your cock becomes more acute as the clamp tightens and your bound hands ball into fists behind you. You're surprised as Helga stops tightening it and lets her fingers drift along your pulsing cock.

"Now," Helga says with a grin," vat shall ve do mitt you?"