From Jackbnimble
Summary; the
scene that always stood out for me from the 1970s Wonder Woman series was
when she is hypnotised by the Pied Piper (who reforms and goes on to be
Sabrina the Teenage Witch's headmaster!). Of course she outsmarts and defeats
him but for whatever reason I was struck by how sexy it was when she reaches
her hand up to her temple, as if she's genuine being affected by his
brainwashing. And obviously others feel the same to judge by this clip and
the comments beneath. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r26aoOF11d8 So, let's see
what happens next? Now, if you
enjoyed my previous Wonder Woman story The Fine Art of Crime please check out
this vid clip which is the original episode from the series edited to almost
precisely what I and many others wanted to see; If you're into
ASFR/conquered superheroines it's a real classic! Rating;
NC17/18, sexual content and mind control Disclaimer; all
characters herewithin belong to DC comics/CBS, this is purely a work of
fiction for free internet distribution and I take no profit from it. This is
purely a work of fantasy, in real life always practice safe sex (and don't go
around becoming a cheesey pop superstar, robbing your own box office and
hypnotising nubile superheroines into being your devoted sex slaves, no good
can come of it). Setting; during
the season 2 Wonder Woman ep 'The Pied Piper'. Wonder Woman has discovered
that pop superstar Hamlin Rule is hypnotising his groupies into robbing his
own box office. She enters his mansion to rescue his latest recruit. Author;
JackBNimble The triumph of the Pied Piper She sprinted
into the room. Tina was sitting in the chair, gazing lifelessly at Rule's
brainwashing machine. Even Wonder Woman found the flashing lights incredibly
distracting, making it harder and harder to concentrate, even from her
limited exposure to them as she stood in the doorway. The siren song of
Rule's flute music echoed into in her ears. She remember how good it had felt
when he had hypnotised her earlier at the studio, forcing her as Diana to sit
in the chair and tell him what she knew. She almost wished she could feel
that way again.... She snapped out
of it, turning the machine off and going over to check out Tina. She never
even noticed Rule enter the room. "Hold
it!" he ordered. "Why have
you been robbing your own box office?" she asked. "That
bread was mine!" he declared. "Now back off!" "Not
without her" she told him, turning back to Tina. Rule raised the sonic
disruptor into his hand, a machine that could turn solid metal to dust. "You know
what this can do" he told her. Wonder Woman thought for a moment. She
didn't know if her bracelets could stop it's effects. What more she wasn't
sure she could protect Tina. She backed off. Never taking
her eyes off her for a moment he crossed over and turned the machine back on.
The flashing lights filled her eyes whilst the sweet, sweet music was in her
ears once more. It seemed to echo through her head. She found it increasingly
hard to think, feeling light-headed and dizzy. She also found herself getting
increasingly turned on, her nipples hardening, her cunny increasingly damp.
Her breathing was growing shallower and slower. Words started forming
unheeded in her mind, "OBEY, SUBMIT, SURRENDER, HAMLIN RULE, MASTER
OBEY, SUBMIT, SURRENDER HAMLIN RULE MASTER" over and over again. She
raised her hand to her temple, trying to remember what she was supposed to do
and why that didn't seem important anymore? The pleasurable sensations she was
experiencing seemed to blot out all conscious thought, all she could think of
was how wonderful it all felt. She now found it impossible to concentrate but
that was ok, all that mattered was the lights and the music, they were her
whole world now, comforting, enticing, dominating.... She lowered her
hand from her temple in a gesture of surrender, staring vacantly at the
hypnotising machine, utterly enraptured by it. He laughed in
triumph. It was to be his undoing. She snapped out of it in a trice, peeling
off her tiara and spinning it like a boomerang towards him, knocking the
control out of his hand and leaving him sprawling on the floor. As he
recovered she moved over to the brainwashing machine to unplug it. As he watched
she hesitated for a moment before switching it off. Now was his chance. "Wonder
Woman, wait!" She looked at
him, surprised. But she had failed to disconnect the machine which was still
doing it's vital work upon her. "Don't you
see what will happen if you disconnect the machine? Look at the lights, don't
you realise what will happen?" She looked back
at it, uncertain. Even better, she was now looking directly into the lights,
the Pied Piper's hypnotic music still echoing in her ears. Perfect! "Yes! Yes!
That's it! You see it now don't you? You look into the lights and know why
you can't disconnect it. You look into the lights and understand?" "I....I..."
suddenly she found words so very hard to form. Her hand was once again raised
to her temple. But this time it was no trick. "Yes,
that's it. Keeping looking into the lights and all will be revealed. Look
into the lights and everything will be just fine. Sit down in the chair"
he ordered her. Without hesitation she did as instructed, still staring
vacantly into the lights of the brainwashing machine, her expression one of
contented rapture. He let Tina go
with one last instruction to forget everything she had seen. He didn't need
her any more, a prize greater than any he could ever have imagined had fallen
into his lap. He left Wonder
Woman for 5 hours worth of brainwashing, more than three times the standard
period. By the time he switched the machine off her brain was reduced to
mindless putty, vacant and empty, her only desire to serve and please her new
master in every way possible. He turned off
the machine. She looked at him as if just coming awake, her expression one of
insatiable lust and utter devotion. "Wonder
Woman" "Yes
master" she responded breathlessly, rising to her feet. "How do
you feel?" "I ache
for you my one and only master, my mouth, my ass, my cunny, I want you inside
me, I need you within me" she begged. He sat down and
grinned, enjoying the humiliation of his power over the once mightly Amazon.
Well, why deny her what she craved? "Strip for
me Wonder Woman" he instructed. "Strip for me slowly" Without
hesitation she removed her belt, tiara and bracelets and cast them aside. She
took more time with her bodice, slowly unlacing it before letting it drop to
the floor. She turned around and slipped her blue and white star -spangled
bikini bottoms down her mile long shapely legs. He had to time to appreciate
the fine curve of her toned, heart-shaped ass before she turned around,
exposing her dripping pink cunny, covered by only a light patch of carefully
shaven pubic hair. She placed her hands on her hips, legs slightly apart and
shoulders back in the classic superheroine pose, her massive and exquisitely
perfect breasts thrusts forwards, shaking pendulously as she breathed rapidly
and excitedly. She left her red knee-boots on but he didn't mind, if anything
they made her even sexier. The Pied Piper was awestruck for a moment by her
incredible beauty but eventually recovered the power of speech. "Wonder
Woman you may undress me and suck me o..." He didn't have
the time to finish his sentence before she leapt at him, knocking him to the
floor. For a second he wondered had she tricked him again but he was
reassured as she ripped every shred of his clothing off and eagerly took his
throbbing manhood into her mouth, sucking and licking like crazy. He came
almost instantly, pouring his seed down her throat, stroking her hair
affectionately as she greedily gulped down every last drop, licking up with
relish the excess that escaped her pert, ruby red lips. He lay there
recovering as she ground herself fervently against his leg, whimpering with
desire, feeling her engorged cunny lips rubbing against his skin through her
soaking pubic hair. She showered his cock with frantic kisses until her was
hard once more. She moved to mount him but he pushed her roughly away. She
moaned in protest, half in wanton lust, half in displeasure at his harsh
treatment of her. Yet his brutality towards her seemed to only increase the
look of sexual ecstasy in her eyes. He threw her on
the ground and spread her unresisting thighs as far as they would go before
penetrating her. Her cunny was wetter than a waterfall and sublimely tight,
practically virgin, both of them groaning in pleasure and pain as she
gradually accepted his thrusting cock within her, sighing as it finally
reached it's hilt. He fucked her mercilessly, kissing, sucking and gently
biting on her huge breasts as he did so. She bucked her pelvis back towards
him, meeting each thrust with an enthusiastic one of her own, throwing her
arms behind her head in a gesture of utter surrender and moaning unashamedly
as he took his pleasure. By the time he had shot his load inside her she was
already convulsing with a stream of boneshaking multipile orgasms, her arms
flung around his shoulders, her nails frenziedly tearing his back to shreds. They lay there
in one anothers arms for some time, gently kissing one another. As he grew
hard once more she murmered her disappointment as he withdrew from within her
but did not resist as he rotated her onto her front and positioned her on all
fours. She bit her lip and writhed and twisted as he began to probe her
asshole, his fingertips well lubed with her cunny juices, widening it for the
visitor both knew was to come. She gave a cry as his cock gently made it's
way within her but thrust her hips back obligingly, sensing her masters
intense pleasure, even before he began assfucking her, groaning with delight
at the exquisite tightness her found there. The slap of his balls against her
ass was music to her ears, all the more so as he began to spank her hips
whilst fucking her, the wonderful sweet pain of his hand striking her ass
making her hornier than ever. To her surprise and all-consuming pleasure she
felt something long, cold and hard penetrating her cunny once again. Her
master was fucking her with his own flute! He further showed his
consideration for her by using a free finger to stroke her stiff little
clitty, bringing them both to an explosive simultaneous climax, shooting his
semen deep within her ass as they came wonderously together. ***** "Master,
I'm home" she called entering his private recording studio. He took her
in his arms and kissed her as always, glad to see her back from her long
night of working the street as a common whore. He had no need to rob his own
box-office any more, Wonder Woman nightly selling her body to her tricks made
more money than he could ever have dreamed off. She broke off
the kiss and deftly slipped her magic lasso over him. He looked surprised but
it was tempered with submission as it's supernatural powers took effect. "Time for
you to go to jail honey" 'she told him, a hint of regret in her voice. "How?"
he asked, obediently following her from the room. She shrugged.
"Elvis died today. Everyone's been playing his music non-stop and it's
much more powerful than yours, it broke your spell over me. You may be the
master but he's the king baby, he's the king" |