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WONDER WOMAN: WONDER BRIDE
By Disciple
The night was like most nights in October: dark,
crisp, and somewhat chilly. The massive full moon glowed silver-white behind
the clouds. A Hunter's Moon, many called it - and to a certain Amazon walking
through the streets of Baltimore, that name was all too appropriate.
For tonight, Wonder Woman was indeed on the
hunt. And her quarry was a savvy, elusive one. Powerful, too, judging by how it
had whisked away so many citizens without leaving a trace in the last few
months. Her alter ego Agent Diana Prince had full access to Washington's
intelligence reports on the disappearances, but even those hadn't been much
help.
In all, fifteen people had disappeared - fifteen
people who had almost nothing in common. They varied widely in just about every
category, from age to race to faith to income level. Each of them had last been
seen at night, but that meant little, since most disappearances occurred after
dark. The most glaring factor tying them together was the lack of clues as to
why they had all vanished, and where they had vanished to. They'd all held
reliable jobs, and the police had determined that none of them were in any
serious financial trouble. None of them had criminal ties, either. And a
compilation of their psychological profiles had suggested that neither runaways
nor suicides were very likely to be the case.
Deprived of the usual explanations, both the
authorities and the public had begun to turn to unusual ones. All kinds of
rumors started to spring up, ranging from talk of organized crime and white
slavery to unverified claims about secret cults and ritual killings. Fear and
chaos seemed to run rampant.
And as Wonder Woman, it was her duty to locate
the missing ones - both to end the suffering of their friends and family, and
to quell the panic in the city. Although her investigations had yielded little
so far - at best, she managed to take down some ordinary criminals who knew
nothing about the disappearances - she persevered. For patience was often the
hunter's most valuable tool.
So she flitted from alley to alley, on the alert
for any sign of the mysterious kidnapper(s). Several of the streetlights were
broken, but that hardly mattered; the moon provided all the light she needed,
and then some. And where the moonlight didn't reach, her Amazon eyesight was
typically sufficient.
"Looks like the theater district is
clean... again..." Wonder Woman murmured to herself. There weren't that
many people out, period - all of the disappearances had left most people wary
of staying out at night. The few people she had seen always clustered in groups
of three or four.
The curvaceous heroine turned a corner, and
raised an eyebrow. The street before her was almost deserted, but there was a
single, shadowy figure wandering around the sidewalk, seemingly without
purpose. Upon closer inspection, Wonder Woman realized that the figure was a
blond girl, roughly college-age. The girl's choice of outfit was rather
tomboyish, consisting of a low-cut tank top, jeans, and black combat boots.
Nevertheless, that outfit did highlight the girl's rather shapely figure.
Wonder Woman approached the girl slowly, partly
to not frighten the girl and partly out of actual caution. The girl didn't seem
like the sort who would participate in a mass-kidnapping scheme, but then,
judging a book by its cover was a very foolish move in a super heroine's line
of work.
"Excuse me," Wonder Woman said once
she was four or five feet from the girl. "Can I help you with
something?"
The girl turned toward the Amazing Amazon with a
bored look. "Just lookin' for a bite to eat.
That's all."
"Yes, well, I'm afraid that most places are
closed at this hour," Wonder Woman replied. "Especially with all
these disappearances lately. It's not safe for shopkeepers or customers to stay
out this late."
For the next several minutes, the girl stood in
place with her head bowed, apparently considering the Amazon's words. Then, her
head suddenly perked back up.
"Sorry about that," she said brightly.
"I was just telling my friends. Oh, and you're wrong, by the way."
Wonder Woman blinked in confusion. "Wrong?
About what?"
In a flash, the girl's eyes turned dark and
cold. "I've got a nice little midnight snack right here!"
The girl lunged straight at Wonder Woman in a
blur of superhuman speed. The sexy Amazon was caught off-guard, but sidestepped
in time. Barely.
Meanwhile, the shapely vigilante's attacker
charged right towards a broken streetlight, evidently a victim of her momentum.
But at the last moment, she reached out with one hand, grabbed the pole, and spun
herself around so that she was facing Wonder Woman again.
"So you are the real deal," she
grinned, lacing her fingers behind her head. "I never had a bona-fide
super heroine before!"
Wonder Woman moved into a combat stance, ready
to fling some kind of taunt right back at the blonde. But her words died on her
lips when she got a better look at her opponent. The moonlight was shining at
just the right angle for the Amazon to see a set of inhumanly long, pointed
canine teeth in the blonde's grin.
Fangs.
The blonde noticed her shock, and grinned even
more smugly. "I hear that Amazon blood's supposed to taste real sweet,
too. Shall we find out?"
With that, she charged again. This time,
however, Wonder Woman was ready. Her opponent might have been faster than any
ordinary woman, but the sexy Amazon was most certainly not ordinary. At exactly the right moment, Wonder Woman kicked
straight up, and nailed the blonde square in the chin.
The sheer force of Wonder Woman's kick threw the
shapely blonde back a good six or seven feet. She stumbled a bit, but managed
to keep herself upright; then, she rubbed the spot where she'd been kicked, and
glared dangerously at Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman frowned slightly. A grown man would
have found it difficult to get up from a kick like that. But then, maybe she
shouldn't have been surprised that vampires played on a wholly different level.
They were supernatural creatures, after all. And ones that were supposed to
regularly prey on humans, to boot.
"Something wrong, Wonder Wimp?" the
blonde taunted as she began circling the Amazing Amazon. "Thought we only
existed in the movies, didn't you?"
"You should have stayed there," Wonder
Woman fired back, cautiously watching her opponent. In all truth, as a super
heroine and Amazon warrior, she had actually faced many supernatural creatures
before. But this was her first confrontation with a genuine vampire. Until now,
she had doubted their very existence; sure, reports dated all the way back to
the Middle Ages, but they had always been poorly confirmed at best, and
outright fiction at worst.
The Amazon suddenly felt a warning bell go off
in her head. A split-second later, her instincts told her that she and her
opponent were no longer alone.
Wonder Woman dodged to the side just in time; a
human-sized blur shot past her, missing her head by only inches. The
raven-haired crimefighter barely had time to blink
before a second blur charged toward her from a nearby alley, slamming right
into her.
"Ugh!"
The beautiful vigilante was knocked off of her
feet, to land painfully on her back. Almost immediately, she felt a set of
knees digging into her stomach, followed by a pair of hands clamping around her
forearms, followed by a gust of breath on her face.
Wonder Woman forced her eyes open, and saw pretty
much what she'd expected to see: another college-age girl with long, sharp
fangs. This one was a redhead, and she was wearing a pretty tomboyish outfit as
well: hoodie, jeans, and sneakers. Her blue eyes had
a look of pure hunger, enough to chill even Wonder Woman's blood.
"Mmm, you smell
delicious..." the redhead purred, pressing her tiny nose to Wonder Woman's
neck and sniffing. The statuesque super heroine tried to struggle, but the
redhead's grip was like iron - evidently, vampires were as strong as the movies claimed they were.
Wonder Woman fought the goosebumps
creeping up her neck, and tried to concentrate on her situation. She saw three
other college-age girls looming over her. One was the blonde, of course. The
other two were dark-haired - one with chestnut-brown hair, the other with
pitch-black hair - and wore identical black dresses and heels.
"Your friends, I presume?"
Wonder Woman asked the blonde, recalling how the girl had suddenly gone silent
for several moments, and then claimed that she'd been contacting her friends.
Mentally, she checked off telepathic communication
abilities as yet another apparent
vampire power.
The blonde smirked lazily. "Yep. I'm Alice,
by the way." She jabbed her thumb at the brunette, and then the
black-haired girl. "That's Maya, and that's Carol."
Carol clapped her hands together, looking
genuinely excited. "Wow! I've always wanted to meet Wonder Woman!"
Maya just shrugged, looking unimpressed. "Meh. She looked taller on TV."
"And I'm Kathy," the redhead straddling
Wonder Woman smirked, capturing the Amazon's attention once more. "Now, if
you don't mind, we'll be sampling some of that wonderful Amazon blood of
yours..."
Wonder Woman's baby blues narrowed at that.
"Actually... I do mind!"
As she spoke, the Amazing Amazon summoned up
every ounce of her superior Amazon strength, and flung Kathy away like a
ragdoll. The redhead shrieked loudly as she went flying, but Wonder Woman was
already on her feet by then. Without hesitation, she kicked Maya in the face, sending
the brunette crashing into Carol.
Unfortunately for the lovely heroine, Alice was
quicker on the uptake than her friends. The blonde swiftly weaved her way into
Wonder Woman's blind spot, before launching a devastating kick at the Amazon's
temple. That one blow, stronger than what most grown men could dish out,
knocked Wonder Woman onto her ass.
"Get her, girls!" Alice hollered.
Before Wonder Woman could even stand up, she
found herself being swarmed by all four girls. The vigilante put up a fierce fight,
even landing quite a few punches and kicks on her blood-sucking foes, but it
still wasn't enough to overcome four-to-one odds. Especially when the vampires
could withstand her super-strong blows better than mortals could, and give as good as they got.
Eventually, the lovely crimefighter
stopped any attempts to fight back, and just tried to shield herself from any
further blows. Her head was swimming, wobbling on the very edge of
consciousness. And still, kicks rained down on just about every inch of her
statuesque body, testing even her legendary endurance.
Suddenly, those kicks stopped. Wonder Woman
sighed in relief, even though her situation remained desperate. She lay flat at
the vampires' feet, barely able to move any part of her body. It was one hell
of a fight just for her to stay awake.
"Holy shit!" Carol gasped, looking
over the semiconscious Amazon. "We did it! We beat up the fucking Wonder Woman!"
"Was there ever any doubt?" Alice
smirked, putting an arm around Carol's shoulders. "We have done nothing
but serve Mistress Rose faithfully. And in return, she's given us power beyond
human imagination. Not to mention Amazon imagination."
"And we did it without taking her magic
belt off!" Carol added. "Not like all those other cheaters!"
"Oh - thanks for reminding me," Alice
said, kneeling down besides the fallen crimefighter.
Wonder Woman inwardly cursed as she felt the blond vampire removing her golden
girdle. Now that she was separated from the source of her superhuman powers,
she was just as vulnerable as an ordinary woman.
"Better safe than sorry, huh?" Maya
rolled her eyes, smiling wryly at Alice.
"You girls keep all the souvenirs you
want," Kathy cut in. She then turned her predatory gaze on Wonder Woman.
"I want some of that tasty
Amazon blood!"
Despite herself, Wonder Woman felt another chill
of terror run through her perfect body. Less than an hour ago, she hadn't even
believed in vampires. Now, she was about be dinner for not one, but four of them. And she didn't even want to think about what would happen
after that. Would she be drained into a withered corpse, and left for someone
else to find? Would she be turned into one of them, eternally stalking the
night for fresh blood? Both possibilities - and many, many others - were backed
up by one story or another.
A heartbeat later, the Amazing Amazon found
Kathy straddling her once again. And before the statuesque super heroine could
even attempt to struggle, the redhead opened her mouth wide and plunged her
fangs deep into Wonder Woman's tender neck.
Wonder Woman opened her mouth to scream. What
came out sounded more like a moan of pure pleasure. Great Hera! I never thought it would feel this... this...
Truth be told, she didn't really have a word for
it. She could feel the cruel points of Kathy's fangs jabbing deep into the soft
flesh of her neck, and they hurt, but they hurt so good. Her head was spinning from the sheer euphoria, her baby blues
growing wide as saucers.
Wonder Woman lost all track of time. She didn't
know whether Kathy had been sucking her blood for three seconds or three hours
when the redheaded vampire was suddenly pulled off of her. Kathy made an
annoyed grunt, and Wonder Woman found herself giving a little moan of
disappointment.
"Leave some for the rest of us, you greedy
little bitch," Alice said coldly, holding Kathy by the scruff of the neck.
Then, she smirked at Wonder Woman. That smirk made butterflies flutter in the
pit of the super heroine's stomach - half out of fear, and half out of
excitement.
Kathy scowled, but nodded in agreement.
"Fine."
Wonder Woman barely had time to breathe before
she felt that wonderfully painful sensation of fangs again. This time, it was
in the other side of her neck. Her eyes rolled up into her head as she was
delivered to that place of pure pleasure again, even as she vaguely heard the
little suckling noises of her blood being drained.
But Kathy, it seemed, wasn't satisfied with just
watching. The redhead moved over to the bottom half of Wonder Woman's amazing
body, and squatted down. While Alice was having the time of her life with
Wonder Woman's neck, Kathy plunged her hand right into the heroine's blue,
star-spangled bottoms.
That little move made her mind go totally blank
for a moment. She recovered just in time to hear Kathy crowing aloud:
"Holy shit! She's still a virgin!"
At that exact moment, Wonder Woman felt Alice's
fangs pulling out of her neck. To her great shame, the crimefighter
realized that she was actually looking forward to getting her blood sucked by
the next girl in line. And worse, Kathy was stroking her pussy with wicked
relish, making the space between her legs nice and wet.
"Wow," Maya said, smiling in amusement
as Wonder Woman flushed. "Wasn't expecting that. Top super heroine in the
country can't even get a little action?"
"You girls remember the protocol that
Mistress Rose has set for virgin candidates, right?" Alice asked as she
stood upright, her voice suddenly stern.
"We know, we know," Kathy said,
annoyed. "No penetrating. She wants to pop their cherries herself."
The beautiful Amazon Princess raised an eyebrow
as the intellectual part of her brain tried to reassert itself. Mistress Rose? It was the second time that the vampires had mentioned that name.
Was it someone that they all answered to?
A particularly skillful little rub from Kathy
then sent Wonder Woman's mind careening into la-la land again. The helpless
Amazon knew that she was drawing close to orgasm. The signs were all there: the
liquid heat flowing through her body, the shallow breaths from her mouth and
nose, the fact that her limbs all felt like jelly.
"P-please," she gasped out with her
last ounce of strength and willpower. "Please..."
Alice bent down and loomed over her, eyes
twinkling with malevolent mischief as she grabbed the heroine's chin with one
hand. "Please what? Please help yourself to my wonderful blood? Please
help yourself to my tasty little body? Please do both at the same time?"
Wonder Woman tried to open her mouth to protest,
but without her golden girdle, she couldn't fight the blonde's grip. The
heroine could only watch helplessly as, in the blink of an eye, Alice stripped
out of her tight jeans and panties and stood over her with twat fully bared.
"Mmmph?!"
the vanquished super heroine cried as the blond vampire casually sat on her
face. All she could see now was Alice's bare, milky-white skin, along with a
bikini-waxed triangle of pubic hair. And her mouth and nose were shoved against
Alice's wet womanhood, left with no choice but to inhale the musky smell. That
smell was overwhelming, and combined with the job that Kathy was doing on her
twat, it completely energized Wonder Woman for even more sexual use and abuse.
Then, to make matters even worse, Wonder Woman
felt a hand sliding beneath her back. That hand soon found the zipper to her
bustier top. In seconds, her top was unzipped and flung aside, letting her
sizable breasts bounce freely. Unsurprisingly, her nipples soon grew erect and
sensitive in the cool night air.
"Wow!" Carol gasped, kneeling beside
Wonder Woman and taking the heroine's left tit into her hands. "I think
these are even bigger than Mistress Rose's!"
"And they're real, too," Maya noted,
kneeling beside Wonder Woman's right tit and mercilessly poking, pinching, and
massaging it. "Think that Wonder Skank's got
vampire blood somewhere in her family tree?"
Wonder Woman knew that she was lost then and
there. Four young women working over every inch of her shapely body was more
than she could take. The heroine gave in to her own lust as she stopped
resisting that pussy grinding so persistently against her face, and instead
stuck out her tongue to lick it. She was hesitant at first, but soon got into
the act in earnest. As it turned out, Alice's twat tasted pretty damn great.
"Ready or not," Kathy purred fiercely.
"Here she COMES!"
"HHHMMMMMMmmmmmmmm!!!"
Wonder Woman cried into Alice's twat as she felt her core explode in purest
pleasure. Her fists clenched, and her booted feet kicked fiercely, but the
vampires easily kept her held down. Held her almost entirely still while the
climax slammed into her full-blast.
That orgasm wiped away the last of the heroine's
inhibitions, making her eat Alice out more energetically than ever. In only a
few minutes, she had brought Alice to a rip-roaring climax as well. The blond
vampire's love juices flooded her mouth, forcing her to gulp it all down as
quickly as possible.
"OH, YESSSSS...!!!" Alice howled as
she came, rubbing her twat into Wonder Woman's lovely face harder than ever.
"You really are a Wonder, Wonder Woman!"
Wonder or not, even the Amazing Amazon had her
limits - especially since she no longer had her super powers. She quickly
passed out, her last memory being that of two pairs of fangs sinking into both
her tits at once...
She didn't know how long she was out for.
Darkness and silence seemed to last for an eternity. The very next thing she
felt was collision with a cold, hard floor.
"Ugh...!"
The raven-haired crimefighter's
baby blues snapped open. Quickly, Wonder Woman realized that she was in full
costume again, golden girdle included. But then she realized that she was also
tightly bound - with her own golden lasso, no less. That mystical, unbreakable
rope coiled around her body like a mummy's wrappings, running from her
shoulders to her booted feet.
Panic was her first instinct, but she swiftly
forced herself to calm down. That done, she squirmed in her bonds, trying to
lift her head to get the best possible view of her surroundings. She seemed to be
in a small and rather dusty room, lit by nothing but a single candle sitting in
a candlestick about six feet away. As her eyes adjusted to the poor lighting,
Wonder Woman began to identify each of the shadowy shapes around her: there was
a counter, a sink, and what looked like a stove...
With a start, the Amazing Amazon Princess
realized where she was: a kitchen. A sick joke from her captors, no doubt. To
them, she was nothing but food.
And that also explained why they had put her
golden girdle back on. The girdle gave her a superhuman healing ability, which
would naturally allow her to replenish her blood supply faster. All four
vampires could drink as much of her sweet Amazon blood as they liked, and never
have to worry about draining her dry. Of course, since she was bound by her
golden lasso, she was helpless to exercise any of the other powers her girdle
granted.
Or so her captors thought.
In truth, Wonder Woman already had a plan in
mind to escape her current predicament. Mentally, she thanked Hera that her
enemies had been overconfident enough to give her such lax restraints; her
captors generally bound her to a chair or an operating table or something.
As silently as she could, the shapely heroine
maneuvered herself around on the cold kitchen floor, moving as much as the
lasso would allow. It took a while, but she finally managed to stand upright,
leaning against the kitchen counter for support. Then, she closed her eyes,
took a deep breath, and began to spin in place.
She didn't spin too fast, for fear of falling
over, but kept a consistent speed. Soon enough, a burst of light enveloped her.
When that light had faded, Wonder Woman was gone. In her place stood Diana
Prince: bespectacled, nondescript, and most importantly, free.
Diana grinned as she flexed her arms, before her
face assumed a look of grim determination. "No more games. It's time to
take those little bloodsuckers down."
So she spun in place once more, until the light
enveloped her again. Wonder Woman emerged from that light, standing proud and
tall. Her golden lasso was hanging from her golden girdle, where it belonged.
The heroine felt refreshed and ready to kick some serious vampire ass.
But Wonder Woman knew that she had to be
careful, as well. She - hopefully - had the element of surprise over her four
opponents, but she didn't know where they were. She didn't even know where she was. And if she didn't fight intelligently, Alice and her little
friends could easily overpower her again.
"That's not going to happen," Wonder
Woman growled softly to herself, trying to push away her memories of how the
vampires had made her utterly powerless and fucked her stupid, to boot. To her annoyance,
those memories were sending an odd and not unpleasant tingle through her body.
Scowling, the shapely heroine shook her head
from side to side to clear her mind. When - not if, when - she kicked those four little upstarts' asses, she would wring
anything they knew about the disappearances out of them. And then, she'd ship
them over to Washington for containment and study. She could only imagine how
shocked Steve, and all her other superiors, would be when they learned of the
existence of modern-day vampires.
I wonder if they burn up in sunlight, Wonder Woman thought as she peeked out of the
kitchen doorway, and saw no one. Or run away at the sight of a cross.
The first one would have strengthened, if not
fully confirmed, her suspicions that the vampires were responsible for the
disappearances. It made perfect sense - they hid or slept during daytime, and
searched for "food" at night. But if that were true, then they
probably didn't fear crosses - one of the disappeared was a priest, and he had
last been seen in his own parish, surrounded by crosses.
Wonder Woman frowned as a grim thought came to
mind. Assuming that the disappearance victims had all fallen prey to the
vampires, where were they now? Were they even alive anymore? As far as she
knew, none of them had a superhuman healing factor like her...
"Stop it, Diana," she chided herself.
"You can't lose faith like that. They're not dead until you see the
corpses."
And so, the shapely heroine slowly crept out of
the kitchen, and up an old set of stone steps. She left the candle burning
inside the kitchen, so the vampires wouldn't immediately be alerted to her
escape if they dropped by to check on her. All the while, she kept her eyes and
ears alert for any sign of danger.
The minutes continued ticking by, but Wonder
Woman neither saw nor heard another living - or undead - soul. The Amazon
Princess eventually made her way into a wide corridor, lined on both sides with
five doors. Everything, from the peeling walls to the tarnished doorknobs,
looked like it had seen better days.
Eyes narrowed, she looked from one door to the
next, trying to decide which one to go through first. If she chose wrong, she
might wind up wasting hours checking empty rooms and dead ends. Or worse -
trigger some booby trap that would put her at the mercy of the vampires again.
But if she didn't act quickly...
The rattling of a doorknob shook the Amazon from
her thoughts. Wonder Woman instantly turned toward the door that had produced
that noise - the one directly to her right. As that door slowly opened, the
heroine heard a familiar voice from behind it.
"I should probably check on Wonder
Twit..."
Without thinking, she threw a kick at the
half-open doorway with all her might. Her booted foot collided with the ribs of
a certain blond vampire just in time.
"Ugh!" Alice cried, doubling over.
A split-second later, Wonder Woman reached out,
seized the vampire by the neck, and slammed her fist into Alice's face a
half-dozen times. Alice quickly crumpled with a groan; even her vampire
abilities could only do so much against Wonder Woman's super-powered fury.
The three other vampires were all standing
behind the doorway, and staring at Wonder Woman in pure shock, bodies frozen
and mouths open. The shapely vigilante dearly wished that she could've snapped
a picture then and there. Too bad she didn't have a camera on her.
Oh well, Wonder Woman thought as she threw a roundhouse kick at the closest
vampire - Maya. Life's full of little
disappointments like that.
Maya tried to dodge, but she snapped out of her
shock just a second too slow. Wonder Woman's kick caught her in the temple,
knocking her onto her shapely ass.
That was what finally roused the two remaining
vampires into full-on combat mode. Kathy immediately lunged at Wonder Woman,
eyes blazing. Meanwhile, Carol dropped down low and swept her leg in a wide
arc, trying to knock the Amazon off-balance.
Wonder Woman jumped right over Carol's sweep
kick, before swinging her outstretched arm into Kathy's stomach. Her
clothesline was a rousing success, smashing the wind out of the redheaded
vampire. And as Kathy doubled over, Wonder Woman kicked her in the head,
putting her down for the count.
"It's just you and me now, girl," the
shapely Amazon said to Carol, sliding into a battle stance while beckoning the
vampire with one hand. The dark-haired vampire just looked around, wide-eyed.
Apparently, she hadn't counted on her backup being disposed of so easily.
Carol took one quick look at Wonder Woman,
before promptly turning and running. Wonder Woman let a small smile of
amusement curl her red lips as she charged the fleeing vampire with a flying
kick to the back of the head.
"Ugh!" Carol cried as she went down,
colliding hard against the floor. Wonder Woman gave her an extra kick to the
head, just to really make sure she was out.
Putting her hands on her hips, the voluptuous
Amazon Princess surveyed the room she was standing in. It looked like some kind
of music room - a grand piano was sitting in the corner, gathering dust. And
there were a few moth-eaten couches positioned along the walls.
"This place really needs a
housekeeper," Wonder Woman muttered to herself as she removed her golden
lasso from her girdle, and shook it out.
It didn't take long to round up all four
vampires and tie them together with the lasso. She looked them over a few
times, beginning starting her interrogation.
"All right, can you four hear me? Do not
move or fight unless I command it."
The four vampires' eyes snapped open
simultaneously. Confusion, then surprise, then fury, flashed across all four
faces. But there was nothing they could do against the power of the golden
lasso.
"We hear and obey," the four of them
said as one, through clenched teeth.
"Nice. Confessions in stereo," the
heroine said. "Now, what can you tell me about the disappearances that
have been happening around Baltimore and D.C. lately?"
"Those were performed on orders from
Mistress Rose," Alice said.
"And also as a way of feeding
ourselves," Kathy added.
Wonder Woman raised an eyebrow. "Wait, hold
on a second. Who is this Mistress Rose you've all been talking about?"
"She is our Matriarch," Alice said
without hesitation. "It was she who welcomed us into the brood, and
bestowed us with our abilities."
"Ah, the head vampire," Wonder Woman
realized. Can't have a good
vampire story without one of those.
"Mistress Rose has walked this Earth for
decades - centuries - in undeath, honing her mastery
of-"
"Enough with the praise," Wonder Woman
interrupted. "Why did she want you to kidnap all of those people?"
"Mistress Rose now wants a mate,"
Alice said simply. "Someone that she can enjoy the passions of the flesh
and the knowledge of the dark arts with."
"We got her fifteen candidates," Maya
added. "None of 'em were good enough. Mistress
keeps them around as servants now. And as snacks and playthings for us."
"And how do you all fit into this? Why does
she-"
"Why do I send a bunch of newborns out to
do my hunting? Believe me, it's more for their benefit than mine."
The super heroine whirled around at the
unfamiliar voice. Deep, rich, some sort of European accent. Not quite British,
not quite German, not quite French...
Despite herself, she found her jaw dropping
slightly as she took in the woman standing before her. The woman was a true
knockout, with features that seemed to be the very personification of beauty.
Her hair was silver-white, falling to her mid-back. She was roughly as tall as
Wonder Woman herself - perhaps just a little taller - with a bosom to match.
And her only article of clothing was a long black dress, as low in the neckline
as it was high in the hem.
Wonder Woman looked the new woman up and down,
taking in the pale, milky skin, the blood-red lips, the seemingly endless green
eyes. She almost lost herself in those eyes, and began to let go of the lasso,
before she caught herself.
"Mistress Rose, I presume?" the
Amazing Amazon said, trying to keep her voice as harsh and stern as possible as
she slid into another battle stance.
"The same," the woman said, exposing
her fangs. "So you are the world-famous Wonder Woman? My, my, it looks
like my girls have passed with flying colors."
"Passed...?" Wonder Woman began. Then
she realized that Mistress Rose was looking her up and down. "You
want me in your vile harem? I don't think so."
"Not as a vassal," Mistress Rose
replied. "As a mate. Not just my primary source of nourishment, but also a
companion that I may share the night with. Your beauty is already more than
worthy of me, but I can sense a great intellect as well. You have the potential
to be my equal, unlike so many others."
"Yeah, I think I'll pass," Wonder
Woman sneered, taking a step forward. "Undead and Amazon don't really go
together."
Mistress Rose laughed at that. A melodic kind of
laugh that made even the experienced super heroine pause.
"Silly girl," the voluptuous vampire
said, her eyes suddenly shining with a dull purple light. "I'm afraid you
won't be doing much thinking at all in the near future."
Immediately, Wonder Woman felt her limbs turn
into jelly. Every ounce of fight seemed to drain from her, leaving her standing
there stock-still. For one second, she felt a surge of panic run through her
mind. Then, even that died away, leaving the Amazon totally entranced. Body and
soul.
"The classics never die," Mistress
Rose chuckled to herself, putting a hand on Wonder Woman's sizable chest. Then,
she said to the Amazon, "I have had decades to master Lucifer's arts, my
sexy little super twit. Combined with my natural vampire abilities, I can
project a hypnosis spell even Amazons can't resist."
Leaning in close, the silver-haired vampire took
a deep sniff of the Amazing Amazon. Wonder Woman dimly felt tingles all over
her skin.
"Mmm. A virgin, I
see. Oh, this will be so much fun... but first things first..."
Smirking, she reached over and grabbed Wonder
Woman's magic lasso, raising it over the heads of its four captives. Alice,
Kathy, Maya, and Carol quickly climbed to their feet, all bowing toward their
Mistress.
"Are you satisfied, Mistress?" Alice
asked quickly.
"That remains to be seen," Mistress
Rose said. "But if she truly is the one, you four will have the next level
of your conversion. Immortality, shapeshifting, the
lot."
"Sweet!" Kathy laughed, high-fiving Carol.
"I will take her into my chambers
now," the silver-haired vampire said, arm around the hypnotized Wonder
Woman. "Make yourselves scarce until I call for you."
"Will do, Mistress!" Carol said
brightly, saluting. The other rolled their eyes, but followed the dark-haired
vampire out of the music room.
As soon as they had gone, Mistress Rose put both
her hands on Wonder Woman's shoulders, before focusing her dark energies into a
single, wordless spell. The two instantly vanished into thin air, only to reappear
in another room entirely - an elegantly decorated bedroom with a four-poster
bed at its center.
Without ceremony, the lovely vampire threw the
hypnotized crimefighter onto the bed. Then, with
another spell, she conjured up tendrils of dark energy that snaked around
Wonder Woman's arms and legs, forcing the heroine to assume an all-fours
position in the center of the bed.
For a moment, she just enjoyed the sight of
Wonder Woman's ass, all wrapped up in those tight blue bottoms. Then, with a
raised voice, she cried out, "Sheridan!"
Soon after, a bearded man in formal wear entered
the bedroom. His expression was glazed over, and had Wonder Woman been in any
state to do so, she would have identified the man as one of the disappearance
victims.
"Yes, Mistress?" the man spoke with a
monotone drone.
"Do you have Carmilla?"
Mistress Rose asked. Sheridan stiffly presented a black leather case to her.
"Excellent. Leave her here, and leave us be."
With a silent nod, Sheridan left the case on the
bedroom floor, and exited the bedroom as quickly as he'd entered it. Mistress
Rose walked over to the black case and opened it, taking out a long, thick
strap-on dildo - complete with harness. With a flourish, she removed her black
dress, and donned the sex toy.
"This is Carmilla,"
she cooed as she climbed onto the bed, stroking the dildo. "My one and
only partner for breaking in potential mates. Especially virgins."
Fortunately, the bed's headboard had a mirror
built into it. So even though she was behind Wonder Woman, she knew that the
sexy super heroine could see Carmilla in all her
glory. And even her hypnosis wasn't enough to fully dull Wonder Woman's mind -
right now, she could sense both fear and excitement from the Amazon.
"I've taken good care of her over the
years," she continued. "Carmilla has all
sorts of nice little enchantments. Self-repair... self-lubrication... and my
favorite..."
She poked the head of the dildo against Wonder
Woman's blue, star-spangled bottoms, right where the Amazon's pussy was. A tiny
spark of dark magic came out of the tip, traveling into Wonder Woman's nether
regions.
"Oh!" Wonder Woman squeaked, feeling a
climax instantly explode between her legs.
"Do pardon me," Mistress Rose purred
as she reached down and used two fingers to rub the sexy Amazon's cunt through
the star-spangled bottoms. "I usually enjoy a little more foreplay before
I break in a new potential mate, but I really can't hold myself back any
longer. Your scent is driving me mad."
With that, the vampire placed her hands on
Wonder Woman's hips, lined the tip of the dildo up with the heroine's
deliciously wet womanhood, and thrust.
"Ugggghhhh,"
Wonder Woman groaned, baby blues growing wide.
Thanks one of the enchantments that Mistress
Rose had cast on it, the strap-on instantly penetrated Wonder Woman's
already-soaked bottoms, plunging straight into the vanquished vigilante's core.
The force of that thrust easily broke through Wonder Woman's maidenhood,
forever ridding the Amazon of her virginity.
"Now, you're a real Wonder Woman!" the silver-haired vampire grinned as she intensified her
thrusts. With every one, the lovely super heroine gave a sexy little cry of
mingled pleasure and pain. Mistress Rose had decades of experience pleasuring
women under her belt, and she was showing off every bit of it.
Wonder
Woman panted desperately, feeling her body grow hotter and hotter by the
second. The pain and pleasure radiating out of her pussy were slowly awakening
her hypnosis-addled mind, but that hardly mattered. Even with her golden
girdle, she couldn't
summon up the strength to break the dark tendrils holding her in place.
As
she gleefully fucked the valiant vigilante, Mistress Rose inhaled deeply,
enjoying the scent of Wonder Woman's nether regions. She sensed that the Amazon was approaching orgasm, and knew that
it was almost time for the true test. The one that would decide whether Wonder
Woman would sleep by her side for all eternity.
"Oh! Oh! Aiiiiieeeeeee...!"
Wonder Woman suddenly cried, bucking as her eyes rolled up into the back of her
head.
In a flash, Mistress Rose pulled out of the
shapely vigilante, pulled those thin blue bottoms down, and buried her face in
that wet Amazon pussy. A second later, she was treated to a taste of nectar
most divine: Wonder Woman's mingled blood and love juices.
As soon as that mixture hit her tongue, the
silver-haired vampire almost passed out from sheer ecstasy. And it was then
that she knew.
"You are the one,"
Mistress Rose breathed deeply into Wonder Woman's wet pussy, triggering another
moan. With a lustful grin, the vampire exposed her fangs and plunged them deep
into the Amazon's groin.
That bite sent a shock like no other coursing
straight through Wonder Woman. The sexy super heroine cried out and thrashed,
toes curling in her boots.
Mistress Rose sucked and drank greedily from her
soon-to-be bride, applying her tongue occasionally for even more sexual spoils.
But with every bit she drank, she gave something back - a spark of dark vampiric energy. This was the ritual that would mark Wonder
Woman as her mate, binding them together in mind and soul.
Wonder Woman would emerge as not just her
devoted undead lover, but also her devoted student in the dark arts.
For her part, Wonder Woman was at the very brink
of unconsciousness, but her Amazon instincts gave her a vague sense of what
Mistress Rose was doing. She also knew that there was nothing she could do to
stop it. Somehow, that helplessness made her feel even hotter and wetter.
I guess I'll be the world's first vampire
Amazon, she thought. Could be worse.
Then she felt a surge of pure pleasure, stronger
than any other she had experienced, slammed into her. In seconds, she was out
cold.
When the curvaceous Amazon opened her eyes
again, she found herself lying on the bed alone. Mistress Rose was gone. She
looked around for a moment, and then heard the bedroom door open. Turning
toward the door, she saw Alice, Kathy, Maya, and Carol stroll into the room.
Alice approached the bed, and extended a hand
towards her. "So... I hear that you passed. Congratulations."
Wonder Woman hesitantly took the hand, and
shook. It felt kind of disconcerting to her, but it also felt right. She was
part of Mistress Rose's clan now, just like they were. They were comrades -
sisters in undeath.
"Fetching a good bride for Mistress Rose
was our final test to becoming second-class nightwalkers," Maya added.
"Thanks for helping us pass."
"You're... welcome?" Wonder Woman said
slowly. Then, something else came to mind. "Where did you girls come from,
anyway? Did she-"
"We'll save that story for another
time," Alice said quickly. "Right now, Mistress Rose has another
assignment for all of us."
"Every time a new sister joins the clan,
all the other sisters need to bond with her!" Carol piped in. "It's
Mistress' tradition!"
"And guess how we're supposed to do
it," Kathy smirked, climbing up onto the bed with a hungry look in her
eyes.
This time, the lovely Amazon didn't resist in
the slightest when the four vampires climbed atop her and fucked her stupid.
Okay, maybe a little bit. She had a feeling that at least some of them were
turned on by it.
For what felt like hours - if not days - all
five of them engaged in gleefully decadent lesbian sex, incorporating just
about every position in the book. And some that couldn't be found in any book.
Despite her superhuman stamina and her new vampire abilities, Wonder Woman
still found it pretty overwhelming.
At the end of it all, the raven-maned Amazon was left in a panting heap, feeling utterly
exhausted, but also at peace. By chance, she happened to look up, and found
herself making eye contact with Mistress Rose.
"I see you're having fun with my little
vassals," the silver-haired vampire smirked. "Was my bed that
comfy?"
Wonder Woman quickly scrambled onto her knees,
and bowed toward her Mistress in apology. The four other vampires on the bed
did the same.
"Ah, never mind that," Mistress Rose
said with a wave of her hand. "Put this on, and meet me at the altar in
twenty minutes."
The kneeling Amazon just stared as her Mistress
placed a bundle into her hands, before striding out of the room. She turned to
the other four vampires.
"Altar? What does she mean by that?"
"Right - you don't know, do you?"
Kathy said. "We're sitting pretty in the old Le Fanu
Cathedral on 72nd Street. Don't even need a utilities bill."
Wonder Woman nodded as she unfolded the bundle.
That made sense; she had heard of the old cathedral before, and it had been
abandoned for decades. It would be an ideal haunt for creatures of the night,
given its size and rather isolated location.
The same, however, couldn't exactly be said for
the garments she found in the bundle. Upon seeing them, the other vampires
smiled in amusement.
"A joke from Mistress, probably," Maya
shrugged. "This is a church, and we already have a priest hanging
around. Nabbed him two weeks ago, I think."
The four vampires helped Wonder Woman don the
outfit that Mistress Rose had provided. Once they were finished, Kathy went and
fetched a full-body mirror from somewhere, and set it in front of Wonder Woman.
The undead Amazon preened and posed, looking at her reflection.
She wasn't really surprised to see that her skin
was now much paler, just like her fellow vampires'. That shade highlighted her
raven-black hair and her ruby-red lips beautifully, to say nothing of her baby
blue eyes. Her curvy, supple Amazon body remained, but her iconic outfit had
been changed. The blue, star-spangled bottoms were still there, but a
red-and-gold lace-up top had replaced her bustier, while sexy red pumps had
replaced her boots. A black leather collar encircled her neck.
And last, but not least, a long, white wedding
veil sat atop her head, trailing a good length behind her.
"We'd better hurry," Alice said,
taking Wonder Woman by the hand. "Mistress doesn't like to be kept
waiting."
The undead Amazon was led through what felt like
a dozen different staircases and corridors, until she found herself standing at
an altar in an enormous room lit by a few dozen candelabras. Mistress Rose was
already there, looking lovely in that low-cut dress. There were hundreds of
seats before the altar, but just twenty or so people sitting in them. Every one
of them had the blank, stiff look of a vampire-entranced mortal.
A priest was standing between her and her
Mistress, with that exact same look on his face. He looked at both of them with
unblinking eyes, before saying:
"Do you, Mistress Rose Rheinfeldt
Karnstein the Second, take this woman as your
beloved, your mate, and your comrade in the dark arts, for all eternity?"
Mistress Rose flashed a smile that almost made
Wonder Woman melt on the spot. "I do."
The priest turned toward Wonder Woman. "And
do you, Diana Prince, also known as Wonder Woman, Princess of the Amazons,
reciprocate?"
Wonder Woman didn't ask how he knew her secret
identity. Mistress Rose must have told him. Mistress Rose knew everything about
her, ever since their little ritual had bound their minds and souls together in
blackest magic. Like a good little Wonder Bride, she was an open book for her
Mistress to pursue at leisure.
She looked at her Mistress longingly, and felt
the words effortlessly tumble from her lips.
"I do."
THE END