Wonder Woman

Before long, Power Girl returns with Wonder Woman. The tall brunette follows the blonde into the parlor and sees you on the couch. You hold up a flimsy piece of yarn.

“Hello, I’m Wonder Woman,” she says, as if anyone wouldn’t recognize the gorgeous Amazon. “Are you here about the crisis that Power Girl mentioned?”

You laugh and wave to Power Girl. She recognizes your signal and grabs the yarn out of your hand at super speed. Almost instantly she’s tied Wonder Woman up from head to tie with it.

“Wow,” you say, “I heard you had the speed of Hermes, but I guess that’s not enough compared to Power Girl’s super speed.” You watch as the Amazon struggles against the yarn. “Power Girl told me another interesting fact. She said you lose all your strength when tied up, even by something as weak as yarn.”

“I don’t know what you did to Power Girl, but Superman will be here soon.”

“I know,” you tell her, “and you’re going to help me with him just as soon as Power Girl feeds you the potion that I had her get from my house.”

Power Girl pulls out a bottle and shoves it into Wonder Woman’s mouth. She pulls the tall woman’s long, dark hair back to tilt her head up. Within moments her eyes turn purple like Power Girl’s.

You give her a series of instructions that make her just as much your **** as Power Girl. Then you turn to your first ****. “Power Bitch, did you get all that?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Good. I don’t want to repeat it every time, so from now on I’ll just tell them to listen to you so you can teach them how to be proper slaves. Now untie Wonder Woman.”

As the blond powerhouse unties her fellow superheroine, you notice that her costume is different. The cape isn’t on a rope around her neck, it is fastened at her shoulders. Also, instead of a high collar and a window at her cleavage, she has a very low cut scooped neck that actually shows more of her breasts than the little window did. “Power Girl, why did you change costumes?”

“I ripped up the last one and this was the first spare costume I grabbed. Do you not like it?”

“No, I like it quite a bit, especially the cleavage.” You walk up to her as she finishes untying Wonder Woman and grab her tits through cloth. Then you slip your hands inside her neckline and easily pull her braless tits out over the fabric. The massive boobs feel much better now that you can fondle them directly.

Without stopping the work of your hands, you look to Wonder Woman. “Hmm, I’m not sure I like your outfit, though.”

The brunette woman pouts, upset at displeasing you. “I’m sorry, Master. I don’t have another one.”

“Oh, that’s all right, just take it off. You can leave the bracelets and the tiara, though.”

Wonder Woman pulls off her tight costume and presents herself to you hopefully. She’s just as horny and **** for your cock as Power Girl is, and her rack is almost as impressive. You grab her ass and lead her next to Power Girl, then lean down and bury your face in their super racks.

You roll your head around in the terrific boobs for several minutes, then pull out when you hear a noise.

Superman is home.