My Mistress

by ready3x (ao3)

With a pounding heart, Kara Danvers, the superheroine known as Supergirl, flew onto the porch of an ivy leafed condo in Paris. The Maid of Steel was visiting the paragon of female superpower, Wonder Woman herself. Supergirl's red cape swirled around her blue bustier with the trademark S. The fiery fabric brought out the red miniskirt with the crimson boots, and highlighted her long, perfectly toned legs.

Kara, you can do this, the Maid of Steel muttered to herself, nervously flicking her blonde strands when she approached the door bell. She was faster than a speeding bullet, lept tall buildings in a single bound, and bench pressed airplanes, yet she was trembling with nerves.

Just behind the door, Wonder Woman was equally tense. For this special occasion, she chose her finest bracelets, and for the umpteenth time, the Amazon princess checked herself in the mirror, making sure her tiara sat immaculately on her jet black hair, her strong, powerful body perfectly modeled her crimson armor, her golden girdle and her blue miniskirt, and that her red combat boots brought out her thunder thighs. Wonder Woman could have annihilated a god, but nervously fidgeted with her Lasso of Truth and muttered inwardly: Great Hera, relax. This is a date, not an execution!

Not too long ago, Supergirl and Wonder Woman hardly knew each other. As civilians, Kara worked in National City for media tycoon Cat Grant, while Diana was employed in Paris at the Louvre Museum. As superheroes, Wonder Woman co-led the Justice League, but Supergirl mostly worked alone... and while their lives were full of pulse pounding adventures, romance had eluded them.

In the world of man, Wonder Woman had no problem to get any man she wanted, but her kinks drove them away. As a lasso wielding superheroine, she lusted for someone to bind and dominate, but not to hurt, but to worship them. Neither Phil Darnell, Keith Griggs nor Steve Trevor had understood.

Supergirl knew from young age that she was an alien, much stronger, faster and quicker than her adoptive sister Alex. Always the superpowered one, she fantasized about relinquishing control and getting teased, edged, and taken by a strong, tender lover. Neither Jimmy Olsen, Winn Schott or Mon-El had gotten it, or had resorted to such vanilla "butt stuff" that it insulted her.

By chance, both superheroines had linked up in the Justice League chat. Keeping their civilian identities secret, they talked to each other only as Supergirl and Wonder Woman, but soon enjoyed their video calls. Their conversations became more and more intimate, and when they shared their fantasies, they were surprised how complementary their kinks were. A flurry of steamy online bondage sessions started, where a dominant Wonder Woman commanded a submissive Supergirl to expose, bind, and gag herself. On request, the Amazon princess flashed her Lasso of Truth, and the Maid of Steel loved to pretend that she was bound it. The mere thought of being tied up by an unbreakable rope made Supergirl wet, and after a particularly hot roleplay, the she blurted out: "Wonder Woman, I want to meet you!"

The Amazon princess jumped up in her seat, and Supergirl thought in sudden panic: Oh no, did I spoil it? If she says no, how will we ever chat normally again?

She was unaware that Wonder Woman's mind raced: Great Hera, Supergirl is serious! What should I do?!

"Great, Supergirl! I am also eager to see you in person. I will forward you my contacts, and we can meet at my place!" she gushed without thinking, and Supergirl was giddy. After the call, she cringed in terror and joy, unaware that her Amazon domme was more nervous than her, thinking: Suffering Sappho, now I really put myself in the spot.

Three days later, Supergirl flew from National City to Paris. While she soared over the Atlantic, her mind raced: Am I mad? Wonder Woman is the most powerful female on this planet. Her bondage session will be intense! Also, she is a woman. I kissed a girl once in college, and I was so drunk that I hardly remember. Don't mess it up, or I will never forgive myself!

Half a continent away, Wonder Woman took a shower, and nervously shaved her legs, her armpits and her crotch. Putting her superhero costume on her immaculately depilated body, she muttered inwardly: You have been talking about this for several weeks, and both Supergirl and you want this. Don't mess it up, or I will never forgive myself!

When Supergirl pressed Wonder Woman's door bell, her heart was pounding, and the panties beneath her red miniskirt were already soaked. On cue, the door swung open, and a tall, majestic Amazon princess with jet black hair and red swimsuit armor opened. Flashing her trademark bracelets, Wonder Woman locked eyes with her and purred: "Hello, Supergirl! You look even more beautiful than in our calls!" Great Hera, she is so young and cute! I hope she doesn't think I am a frumpy old hag.

"Thank you, Wonder Woman! You look great, too!" Supergirl gasped, staring her up and down in awe. By Rao, she is a goddess! I hope she doesn't think I am just a ditzy blonde child.

"I am so glad you could make it here, Supergirl! My lasso and I are so happy to finally meet you in person," Wonder Woman beamed, sultrily flashing her Lasso of Truth.

"O-oh, there it is. I-it looks different than on TV," the Maid of Steel stammered, and stared at the golden rope. She became chalk white, then beet red, suddenly doubled over and gasped: "C-can I go to the toilet?"

"S-Sure, it's the first door left."

With a very red face, Supergirl darted into the loo, cursing herself: You idiot! Now she thinks you are a coward!

At the same time, the Amazon princess scolded herself: You idiot, now she thinks you are a pervert! But suddenly, her face lit up: Great Hera, her pleading expression was simply... ADORABLE!

When a red faced Supergirl came back, Wonder Woman led her into the living room, where two cozy couches were facing each other. After sitting down, the Maid of Steel muttered: "Sorry about that, Wonder Woman. I planned my entry a bit differently."

"It happens to all of us, Supergirl. Just sit down and make yourself at home. The first meeting makes everybody nervous."

"Is it that obvious?"

"This is our first bondage session, Supergirl. If you aren't nervous, your heart isn't in it. I am nervous, too!"

"You are nervous? You are Wonder Woman!"

"And you are Supergirl. Can I offer you some Themysciran wine, or would you prefer some French club soda?"

"Oh, wine would be fantastic!" Supergirl exclaimed, eager to soothe her nerves. With a warm smile, Wonder Woman fetched two glasses and filled them with lovely red Amazonian wine. The two women clinked glasses, and after a sip, Supergirl's eyes grew wide, and she marveled: "This wine tastes like ambrosia!"

"Our vineries are blessed by Dionysus himself," Wonder Woman smiled. Supergirl eagerly nodded, then stared at the Amazon princess, her golden lasso, full of fear and anticipation. She was so nervous that she could only mutter: "So... what now?"

"Let's talk!" Wonder Woman smiled, and after an awkward start, both women slowly thawed.

"... I come from Leesburg, some small town in Virginia. Like my cousin Clarke, I have great adoptive parents. Alex is my adoptive sister, and I love her to death!" Supergirl smiled, stole glances at the Amazon's chiseled biceps, thinking: By Rao, she has some big guns! I love beefy women!

"Oh, I am so envious, Supergirl! My mother Hippolyta is the queen of the Amazons. She says I have dozens of half-siblings, thanks to my tomcatting father Zeus, but I am not very close to anyone of them," Wonder Woman sighed, secretly looked Supergirl up and down and admired: Great Hera, she has fantastic legs. Just looking at those Superthighs makes me hot!

Both women emptied their glasses, and after a couple of minutes, the Amazon princess chuckled: "... my favorite food is Moussaka, fresh from Aunt Antiope's oven. I would kill for spiced eggplant, I can't find the right spices here!"

"That sounds so yummy! Mine is cornbread with butter, my mother always makes them for Alex and me. I swear to Rao, I have eaten so many that I will turn into one!"

Both women laughed, clinking glasses again and enjoying the budding chemistry. After another topic change, Wonder Woman grinned: "... flying is definitely the best superpower. Just soaring through the skies, wind rushing through your hair, is simply exhilarating!" Supergirl has fantastic hair. Her tresses shine like a golden waterfall.

The Maid of Steel beamed: "Oh, I agree! Anytime I fly past Niagara Falls, I make sure to see it from all different angles." Wonder Woman has dimples. When she smiles, I just melt!

“I definitely feel that! By the way, why do you wear a cape?”

“It makes me more aerodynamic, I have difficulties turning in sharp corners if I don't have one. Why don't you try a cape?”

“Because I cheat, Supergirl, Mercury himself blessed me with flying skills that defy inertia. I literally break natural laws.”

“Oh, I am so envious of you, Wonder Woman!”

“No, I am envious of you. You are unbelievable.”

Suddenly, Supergirl felt Wonder Woman's foot brush against her calf. The Maid of Steel froze, but instead of pulling back, she blushed in such a cute way that her Amazon heart melted. Another glass of wine later, Supergirl giggled: "My favorite case was when I stopped a bank robber. When I vaporized his gun with my heat vision, he literally peed his pants. I almost slipped in his puddle when I handed him over to the police."

"Oh, that is good! One guy robbed a shop because he explicitly wanted to be subdued by Wonder Woman. When I bound him in my lasso, it aroused him so much that he jizzed his pants."

"Ewww!"

"Exactly."

Both women laughed, then grew silent, and gazed awkwardly at each other. There was palpable mutual pining, and as strong both superheroines were, this made them both very nervous. Finally, Wonder Woman took Supergirl's hands, locked eyes with her and softly whispered: "Do you still want to do this?"

"More than ever!" the Maid of Steel beamed.

With a big smile, Wonder Woman wrapped her strong, powerful arms around Supergirl's shoulders and made out with her. The Maid of Steel took in her hot, wet tongue. It tasted like pure ambrosia, and her mind went tilt. Wonder Woman's hands were everywhere, hungrily stroking her golden tresses, the curve of her boobs, and the wet silk of her inner thighs. In return, Supergirl took her waist, fondled her chiseled biceps and buried her hands in her jet black hair.

"Wow," the Maid of Steel croaked, when they reluctantly broke the kiss, and Wonder Woman smiled: "Wow yourself!"

The Amazon princess took her hand, locked eyes and whispered in a low, sexy voice: "Supergirl, you must tell me something. Before you fully submit to me, what will stop me? What is the word that prevents me from devouring you, heart and soul?"

It was a totally cheesy, scripted line, and yet, it made Supergirl deliciously weak. Trembling with desire, the Maid of Steel revealed her safeword: "Sunstone!"

"Sunstone it is," Wonder Woman purred, stroked her flushed cheek, nibbled her earlobe, and kissed the back of her neck. The Maid of Steel sighed erotically, and the Amazon princess whispered: "Supergirl, I assure that I will be gentle, and that there will be no pain... unless you really want it. All you need to do is call me 'mistress'."

"So if I call you 'mistress', you would do things to me?"

"Yes, and regardless whether you want it or not."

"So why should I want to be yours?" Supergirl grinned.

"Because I can be very persuasive," Wonder Woman purred, her voice dripping with domination. But inwardly, she muttered: Am I exuding authority, or just plain embarrassment?

She was unaware how deliciously her words made Supergirl tremble, and not with fear, but with lust. When she submitted, Wonder Woman let out a deep mental sigh of relief, and sent her up a flight of massive wooden stairs. Suddenly, Supergirl asked: "Aren't you supposed to show me the way?"

"And miss peeking up your skirt, at those tight little buttocks?" Wonder Woman retorted. Only the slightest tremble revealed how much her Superass aroused her. Supergirl blushed, but not because she was insulted, but because she was flattered: By Rao, Wonder Woman is drooling at my butt!

With every step, the Maid of Steel confidently swayed her hips, and the Amazon princess was amazed how quickly she embraced the role as willing prey. Next, both women entered a plush bedroom with massive mahogany bed, covered with crimson red pillows. Suddenly, Supergirl felt butterflies in her stomach. I am going to sleep with a woman who I hardly know, is stronger than me, and has me under her thumb!

But instead of fear, she felt lust. Her lifelong dream of loving submission was about to be fulfilled, an itch that desperately waited for a scratch. Sensing her nerves, Wonder Woman calmly sat down, locked eyes with the Maid of Steel and purred: "Supergirl, take off your clothes and show me your sexy body!"

The Maid of Steel chuckled, and Wonder Woman's dirty compliment restored her confidence. Suddenly feeling the desire to show off, Supergirl sexily locked eyes with the Amazon princess, and slowly started peeling back her sleeves.

"Yes, nice and slow!" Wonder Woman slavered. When Supergirl pulled her blue bustier over her head, the Amazon princess stared at tight, firm alabaster boobs, with bright pink strawberries which stood erect with arousal. The Maid of Steel gyrated her waist, riding up the hem of her red miniskirt. When she finally yanked it off, she revealed her splendid thighs and her blonde landing strip, which was glistening with female love juices.

Wonder Woman almost succeeded in playing it off, but a tiny lick of her lips revealed how much she was turned on. When Supergirl wanted to pull off her crimson boots, the Amazon princess sharply reproached her: "Keep them on, Supergirl!”

“D-don't you want to see me naked?”

“Your red boots are your best asset, stupid! Only cool women wear them!"

Wonder Woman crossed her legs with her own crimson boots, and Supergirl giggled at this unexpected kink: Hey, France is a free country, even Amazon princesses are allowed to have fetishes! Finally, Wonder Woman laid her on the bed, and purred: "I think you are ready now, Supergirl."

With slow, deliberate movements, she pulled out her Lasso of Truth. Supergirl froze in horrified delight, and Wonder Woman purred: "You always wanted to meet my magic rope, so now, enjoy!"

The Maid of Steel sharply inhaled, when the Amazon princess skillfully bound her wrists and ankles to the bedposts. The magic lasso felt warm to the touch, filled with a pulsating hum as if had a will of its own. With uncanny precision, Wonder Woman put just right amount of tension into her knots, making the lasso firmly bite into her skin, without injuring it. It was a sweet, relentless pain, which turned Supergirl on like a lightswitch. Being too strong for a human lover, she always fantasized about submission to an even more powerful force. The tighter the bonds became, the more liberated she felt. It was like eating a forbidden fruit, and Supergirl was eager to devour it.

"This will do for now!" Wonder Woman evilly grinned, as Supergirl wriggled helplessly in her unbreakable shackles. The Lasso of Truth was so strong that even the Maid of Steel could not tear it apart, and she loved every second of it. Wonder Woman lovingly gazed at her helpless sub, stroked her beautiful blond tresses, and purred: "Is this your first time with a woman?"

A vexed Supergirl wanted to say no, but instead, she heard herself confess: "In college, I drunkenly made out with a girl. We fondled each other, but unfortunately, I vomited into her lap when it became serious. We never met again."

Supergirl was shocked she had revealed her dirty secret, then realized she was bound with the Lasso of Truth. She chuckled nervously, and Wonder Woman laughed, but not at her, but with her. The Amazon princess took her hand and solemnly promised: "Supergirl, if you want to experience something new and think that I am hot, I promise that you won't regret it."

"You are the hottest woman I have ever seen!" the Maid of Steel blurted out, staring at her in awe.

"Oh, you charmer!" Wonder Woman smiled, licked her lips and slavered: "Then prove your devotion to me, Supergirl."

On cue, she produced a pair of silvery bracelets, similar to her own, but equipped with additional buckles to tie, bind, and leash its wearer, and purred: "These are Bracelets of Submission. On Themyscira, they express loving submission to their donor. Call me 'mistress', Supergirl, and I will honor you by putting them on your wrists."

Supergirl deliciously struggled in her unbreakable bonds, then feistily retorted: "Do your worst, I will never submit!"

Brave girl, Wonder Woman smiled inwardly, and smiled evilly: "No, I will not torture you, I will be very gentle!"

"You want to make me submit with... gentleness?"

"That is the Amazon way."

"Good luck, Wonder Woman!" Supergirl retorted, determined not to be beaten. The Amazon princess was delighted at her spunk, and purred: "Adorable you think you have a chance, Supergirl."

Locking eyes with her blonde sub, she reached behind her shoulderblades. With a loud snap, Wonder Woman's swimsuit armor crumpled to the ground. Supergirl gasped when she revealed a crimson bondage harness, a mesh of skimpy leather strings which left her top- and bottomless. Her cupless golden bra highlighted her big, perfectly shaped Wonderboobs, whose red strawberries pointed upwards in absurd defiance of gravity. The blue starburst thong merely consisted of a two thin strips that joined above her naked crotch. It was a XXX version of her Wonder Woman costume, lewd, inappropriate and utterly sexy. It was obvious she was completely shaven.

"By Rao!" the Maid of Steel blurted out.

"Do you like it?"

"You look like sex personified," Supergirl gasped, staring at her in awe, and a flattered Wonder Woman smiled: "Then enjoy!"

Locking eyes with her bound sub, Wonder Woman slowly drew her manicured nail from her Supergirl's chin through her bosom, her navel and the nerve cluster above her throbbing crotch. Her strong, warm hands worked their way back up, massaging her six pack, her ribcage, and her firm, quivering boobs. The Maid of Steel shuddered, sharply inhaling when Wonder Woman divided her splendid Superlegs. The Amazon princess began to kiss, lick and gently nibble her inner thighs, skillfully avoiding the hungry, throbbing slit in between. Fondling her fabulous Superlegs incredibly turned Wonder Woman on, but that was nothing compared to what her blonde sub felt. When the Maid of Steel moaned, Wonder Woman grinned: "You seem flustered, Supergirl."

"A-as if!" the she stammered, fully aware how pathetic she sounded. Great Hera, her pout is so cute, Wonder Woman marveled, feeling her heart melt. Supergirl sharply inhaled when the Amazon princess bowed over her in her smoking hot fetish harness. Just looking at her lewd, shameless outfit made her hot, and when she rubbed her hot, taut flesh against her, her mind went tilt. Supergirl noticed fine tan lines on Wonder Woman's chiseled bronze body, which deliciously differed from her pale alabaster complexion, and incredibly turned Supergirl on. The Amazon princess gave her a unbearably sensual body to body massage, rubbing her quivering curves with her incredible Wonderboobs. The Maid of Steel didn't know what sensation was more divine, the intoxicating softness of her udders, or the pinching stab of her hard nipples. Wonder Woman's splendid strawberry was hovering over her lips, and when the Maid of Steel eagerly wanted to take the bait, her domme pulled back and grinned: "No, Supergirl, say 'mistress' first!"

The Maid of Steel sweetly struggled and moaned: "Not yet!"

Her expression was so defiant and sweet that it tugged at Wonder Woman's heartstrings. Finally, the Amazon princess rubbed her slick, massive boobs into her crotch. When her rock hard nipples slid through her wet, sopping cunt, Supergirl moaned from the bottom of her heart, and leaked hot love juices onto her Wonderboobs. When Wonder Woman rubbed her chin into her sopping cunt and evilly nibbled her swollen clit, the Maid of Steel broke and cried out: "Mistress! MISTRESS!!"

With an sultry smile, Wonder Woman purred: "Good girl! Now I will reward you."

The Amazon princess plunged two fingers into Supergirl's hot, throbbing fleshcave and pinched her swollen clit. The Maid of Steel arched her back and immediately came, nearly crushing her hand with her powerful Superthighs. It was a sharp, short climax, just enough to quench her immediate need, but made her eager for more. When Supergirl regained her senses, she felt how Wonder Woman attach the two Bracelets of Submission to her hands. With the cold steel around her wrists, she suddenly felt like property, like a pet on a leash, at the mercy of a superpowered captor... in other words, finally loved and understood!

"Now, was that so hard?" Wonder Woman purred, tenderly kissing Supergirl's sweaty forehead. Reeling in delicious defeat, the Maid of Steel muttered: "As if I had a choice."

"You had, you just forfeited it," the Amazon princess coolly countered. She pinched Supergirl's swollen nipples so hard that she cringed in pain and pleasure, stroked her Bracelets of Submission, and purred: "You are my slave now, and I will make you slip into something... more appropriate!"

“Yes, my mistress,” Supergirl giggled, and Wonder Woman was amazed how quickly she embraced her submission: Suffering Sappho, I am her mistress, yet she looks at me as I were the victim!

The Amazon princess undid Supergirl's ankles, tied her new bracelets behind her back, attached her lasso as a leash, and pulled it forward through her thighs. She pulled her forward, and with ever step, the rough fabric chafed against Supergirl's swollen cuntlips. Like walking a dog, Wonder Woman led the Maid of Steel on a leash. The Amazon princess feared to insult her, but Supergirl flashed a stupid, happy grin that melted her heart. She led her into the cellar, and after pressing a hidden button, a secret door opened. The Amazon princess beamed: "Welcome to my sanctuary, slave!"

The Maid of Steel gazed in awe when she was pulled into a sensually lit suite. The room was full of ageless Greek statues, portraying the love gods Aphrodite, Eros and Hedone. The scent of musk was in the air, which stimulated and aroused her. The furniture was covered with silk and satin, and its centerpiece was a massive queen size bed, covered with rose petals. Supergirl stared at the numerous rings, buckles and grommets, perfectly suited to bind a consenting sub into a multitude of extremely sexy positions.

"Do you like it, my pet?" Wonder Woman grinned, but suddenly noticed that Supergirl's gaze was blank. She looked as if she had a stroke, and feared that she would scream her safeword and immediately end it all. But instead, the Maid of Steel jumped up in joy: "Mistress, I love it!!"

"Glad to hear it, slave! I have some odd hobbies," she guiltily confessed.

"Wait a second, 'hobby'? Sunstone, time out! Didn't you say I am your first sub?"

"Yes, you are!"

"So, why do you have this tricked out sanctuary here? It must have cost a fortune, and it is hard to believe you never used it!”

Wonder Woman suddenly became beet red, and confessed: "Firstly, because I earn enough money, and secondly, because the mere existence of this sanctuary soothes me. I spend long nights here alone, dreaming to break this place in with someone who understands my... urges."

The words came from the bottom of soul, and the suppressed pain tugged at Supergirl's heartstrings. Suddenly, Wonder Woman froze: Great Hera, why did I just say that? I showed weakness, now she will never respect me as a domme again!

But instead, Supergirl took her hand, locked eyes with her and whispered: "I feel that so much, Wonder Woman. I am so honored to be your first guest, and I will do anything to prove my mettle!"

"Oh, thank you, Supergirl!" Wonder Woman blurted out, hugging her sub and blinking away sweet tears. She rejoiced in Supergirl's soft, understanding expression, and realized that her confession made her look even stronger.

"You are welcome, Wonder Woman. Sunstone out, so what loving submission did you plan for your new favorite toy?" Supergirl purred in a low, sexy voice. With a big smile, Wonder Woman patted her harness, pulled her to a clothes rack and smiled: "It is unfair that I am the only one who is dressed up. Put on your new outfit!"

Supergirl eagerly grabbed her new clothes, and her eyes grew wide. At first glance, it looked like her normal blue costume with the red and golden S, but instead of her bustier, she got a tight, extremely sexy lace-up corset, which left her top- and bottomless. It was equipped with matching opera gloves and thigh high boots with eight inch heels – red of course – and the recognized the uncanny rubber smell: "By Rao, that is latex!"

"Do you like it?"

Supergirl stared at her new fetish costume. It was lewd, inappropriate, and the mere thought of putting it on in front of Wonder Woman made her sopping wet.

"Mistress, I love it!!" she exclaimed, and Wonder Woman was relieved and delighted. I spent enough cash on this, now the girl of my dreams will model it, she giddily thought. She helped Supergirl to put on her new clothes, first skillfully rubbing baby oil over her arms, her chest, her abs, and her legs. Her strong, warm hands made the Maid of Steel all soft and comfortable, and she was almost sorry when she finished and put the latex costume on her. Supergirl sharply inhaled when Wonder Woman pulled the right, then left boot onto her splendid, slick legs. Even with all the oil, it took several minutes. The latex was as tight as a second skin – heck, it WAS the second skin.

No pain, no gain, Supergirl grinned ruefully. With every movement, the latex deliciously resisted, incredibly turning her on. Wonder Woman put on her gloves, then laced up her corset, which fit snugly around her slender waist. The Maid of Steel admired how professionally her domme acted. There was no sleaze in her movements, just clockwork precision, which was at least as erotic than any sexual act. After a last pull, Supergirl's new costume was complete. Wiping sweat off her brow, but looking very pleased, Wonder Woman pulled her in front of a big mirror and smiled: "Look, my pet!"

The Maid of Steel gasped. The image of two strong, beautiful superheroines in bondage gear was extremely erotic. It was impossible to determine who was hotter: Wonder Woman in her crimson harness, with her big, heavy Wonderboobs rising and sinking with every breath, or Supergirl in her corset, which showed off her slender waist and her splendid Superlegs.

"What do you think?" Wonder Woman smiled, and Supergirl grinned: "Mistress, we are the two hottest women on this planet. If we sell these pictures, it would break the Internet."

"It would, slave! But first, I will break you in," Wonder Woman whispered. She kissed the back of Supergirl's neck, then licked her Lasso of Truth, and led it slide through her sub's quivering bosom. The Maid of Steel deliciously buckled, making it easy for Wonder Woman to push her on the bed and softly plant her knee on her jiggling Superboobs.

"Ready for some more loving submission, my pet?"

"Oh, yes, mistress!!"

"I hope you are feeling comfortable, because this will be a long night!" Wonder Woman purred in a dangerous, sexy voice. By Rao, this is so hot, the Maid of Steel giggled, licked her lips and retorted: "Do your worst, mistress!"

Great Hera, she is so much fun, the Amazon princess marveled. She cracked her knuckles, reached behind her back and produced a gigantic double dildo. Supergirl stared at an almost one yard long, rubbery snake, slick with lube, and proudly sported a giant cock on each end.

"We will play a little game, slave. We fill fuck each other with this dildo, and if you cum first, I will punish you."

"What if you cum first?" Supergirl grinned. Wonder Woman coolly silenced her by planting her boot on her lips and replied: "Firstly, a mistress doesn't answer to her slave, and secondly, a slave always loses these games, bootlicker!"

Supergirl stared in awe at the goddess, and was vexed that she had just literally licked her boots. With an evil grin, Wonder Woman pulled back her saliva coated footwear, grabbed the dildo and plunged it several inches into Supergirl's sopping cunt. The Maid of Steel inhaled sharply and protested: "Not so fast!"

"What's the matter?" Wonder Woman countered, spread her thunder thighs and casually thrust eight inches of giant cock into her own quivering Wondercunt. She smiled as if it was nothing, and Supergirl just stared, in awe of her control. The Amazon princess slowly crabwalked to the Maid of Steel, making both women take every inch of the gigantic intruder. Determined not to show weakness, only the slightest twitch of their lips revealed the strain, until both superheroines scissored their thighs, touched each others' holes, and had incredibly made every inch of the double dildo vanish inside of them.

"Now comes the fun part!" Wonder Woman slavered, and began to dildofuck Supergirl. The Maid of Steel gasped when the thrust nearly punched a hole through her womb, but the Amazon princess mercilessly pumped their crotches against each other. Slowly but surely, both women settled into a hard, visceral rhythm.

"You seem distressed, slave," Wonder Woman grinned, teasing her sub's swollen clit. The Maid of Steel moaned, but gritted her teeth and retorted: "We have not even started yet!"

By Rao, I am going to show who is the real bitch here, Supergirl swore to herself, and Wonder Woman marveled: She has so much spunk. Great Hera, I love it!

Getting pounded with merciless blows, the Maid of Steel clenched her jaw and sharply inhaled. In a deliberately casual tone, the Amazon princess grinned: "That dildo seems to arouse you. Does it remind you of someone's cock?"

"Oh yes, Nightwing's!" she moaned, then froze with a mortified expression.

"Wow, the Boy Wonder himself? How was it, you dirty slut?" Wonder Woman giggled with a sinister smile, and it sounded like a compliment.

"He was fantastic. 100 positions in the same one night stand, and he has the best utility belt ever," Supergirl blurted out, closed her eyes and imagined it was Dick's dick which fucked her, while the two women busily pounded the dildo into each others' sopping cunts. "And you?"

The Amazon princess arched her back, making her huge Wonderboobs jiggle. Inhaling sharply when the Maid of Steel groped them, she replied evilly: "Oh, I can't tell you. It would shock you too much."

"Coward! I just revealed my dream cock, now it's your turn!" the Maid of Steel protested. Satisfied that she had taken the bait, Wonder Woman grinned: "I had tentacle sex with Mera and Aquaman."

"No way!" Supergirl gasped, but the Amazon princess giggled: "I heard rumors about Atlantean lovemaking, and I knew both dreamed of a threesome with me. While I face sat Mera, I nearly dislocated my jaw sucking off Aquaman's giant whale cock. My cunt almost exploded when I took his one footer in, and his thing deployed like a kraken. A half dozen tendrils filled me out, each equipped with thousands of suckers, who kissed, licked and nibbled my swollen clitoris."

"Ewww!!" Supergirl gasped, shocked and aroused at the same time. Wonder Woman grinned: "While Aquaman pounded me from behind, Mera and I ate each other out 69 style. Her broth was strong, salty and utterly intoxicating. When we made out, suddenly a second kraken penetrated my asshole. I screamed with lust, then realized it was Mera's - like a sea snail, she had spontaneously grown male organs. I stared into her eyes, then laughed like a madwoman and fucked her brains out. I came and came until I passed out, and since then, I compare each cock to their giant krakens."

"By Rao, that was too much information indeed," Supergirl muttered, repulsed, disgusted and from the bottom of her heart envious. Her cunt was burning and throbbing, begging for release, and suddenly she realized: "W-Wait a second! You only told me this story so I would cum quicker and lose!"

"It worked, didn't it?" Wonder Woman retorted evilly.

"You think you are such a bitch, Wonder Woman. I will show you who the real bitch here is!" the Maid of Steel swore. Purely reacting until now, she began to take initiative. She grabbed Wonder Woman's ass and changed the rhythm to slower, but deeper thrusts, making her mistress gasp in shock and pleasure. With every hump, the dildo was getting squashed in and out, emitting loud, slurpy noises while hot double lubrication dripped onto the mattress. Despite their visceral grinding, both women moved in perfect concert, grunting in the same rhythm, and racing for the same orgasm.

"You are losing, mistress!" Supergirl gloated, catching Wonder Woman glassy eyed, with drool spilling out of her half opened mouth. She managed to flip the sides, so she lay on top, and sensually bit into the Amazon princess's neck. Wonder Woman groaned, and when Supergirl sped up the rhythm, she was sure that she would drive her domme over the edge. But through her throaty grunts, the Amazon princess grinned: "I got a second wind, slave!"

Wonder Woman wrapped her strong arms around her shoulders and feverishly made out with her blonde sub. When she tasted her hot, wet tongue again, a jolt of lust went through Supergirl. Wonder Woman used this opening to roll her back on top of her, grotesquely twisting the double dildo buried in both of their cunts, and let their tongues, their breasts, and their crotches mash into each other. With every movement, there was the shrill squeak of wet, slick latex. Supergirl's mind went tilt, and she only managed a single guttural moan, a plea at Wonder Woman to finish her off. After a few deep, visceral thrusts, Supergirl violently came. She let out a series of high pitched screams, convulsing in pure ecstasy and squirting hot jets of love juices. Just a heartbeat later, Wonder Woman climaxed, too, and both women squirted each other in a crescendo of utter fulfillment. Supergirl was so far gone that she hardly realized the dildo slipping out of her sopping cunt, and when she woke up, Wonder Woman was grinning.

"As I predicted, Supergirl, I won... and now, I have to punish you," she gloated, kissing her sweaty forehead with the soaked blonde tresses. Panting like after a marathon, the Maid of Steel ruefully responded: "Mistress, I got close, but you beat me."

"It happens to the best of us, my pet," the Amazon princess giggled, kissed her on the lips, and marvelled when she saw the sparkle in Supergirl's eyes. Encouraged by her reaction, she boomed: "Now, show me your bracelets, slave!"

Supergirl proudly thrust her wrists forward, flashing the Bracelets of Submission. Wonder Woman took her Lasso of Truth, skillfully looped them through the bracelet buckles, and tied them to massive rings on each side of the bed. Supergirl noticed that Wonder Woman was extremely focused, and slightly trembling. She is concerned that everything stays safe, she realized, and encouraged her with a smile. Wonder Woman acknowledged it with a small nod, and beamed inwardly: You are a good sub, Supergirl. With you, it's so easy to make everything safe, sane and consensual, it is so much fun with you!

Next, Wonder Woman bent Supergirl's legs way back and tied her ankles to each side of the bedframe, so they almost touched her ears. Her splendid ass was on full display, and both of her holes were glistening with sweat, saliva, and love juices. Wonder Woman rested her elbows on her spread eagled thighs, took the end of her magic lasso and began to spank her quivering Superbutt.

"Unnh!!" Supergirl moaned. The walls echoed with short, sharp cracks, inflicting the diabolic combo of pain and pleasure. With every lash, the blonde sub cried out, but instead of taking cover, she turned into tight Superbutt into the lashes, as if she was afraid not to get spanked enough. After the last strike, her butt had turned deliciously tomato red, and unable to resist, Wonder Woman lovingly took a bite. Supergirl deliciously groaned, and the Amazon princess slapped her quivering ass, buried her face between her splendid Superthighs and began to eat her out.

"Ah... ahh... ahhh..." the Maid of Steel moaned, arched her back and sweetly struggled against her unbreakable bonds. It was just minutes since her violent orgasm, and incredibly, Wonder Woman got her burning with desire again. As Aphrodite's favorite disciple, Wonder Woman was maybe the most skilled fellatrix in the Multiverse. Her hot, wet tongue went up and down her sopping cunt, and just after a few licks, she was drawing fresh, hot honey.

"Horny again, slave? You are such a slut!" Wonder Woman grinned, and Supergirl cried out: "Yes, mistress, I am a slut!"

The Amazon princess expertly teased her swollen clit, licking, kissing and gently biting her feminity. When Supergirl violently bucked, Wonder Woman snapped: "Stay still, or I will stop!!"

Supergirl moaned in delicious frustration. Evilly grinning, Wonder Woman turned up the heat, rhythmically thrusting one, then two fingers into her sopping cunt. Supergirl's vaginal muscles eagerly responded, and almost sucked them into her womb. Still warm, wet, and extended from the huge double dildo, Wonder Woman easily slid her entire fist into her cunt. With every thrust, the Maid of Steel loudly moaned, and next, the Amazon princess lubricated her other hand with her love juices and stuck her index finger into her tight ass. At first, Supergirl's hole resisted, not because, but although she was extremely willing. Wonder Woman casually lubricated her entrance with honey from her cunt, quickly making it so slick that she inserted more fingers, until she could fist her in both holes. When she rubbed her fingers together, Supergirl let out a series of high pitched screams, and a few moments later, the Maid of Steel violently came again.

"AHH!!" she yelled. Her Supercunt convulsed, nearly crushing Wonder Woman's hands, and sucked her elbow deep into her womb. The Amazon princess stared in awe as her blonde sub thrashed in her unbreakable bonds, screaming out multiple orgasms and covering the queen size mattress with her love juices. When she finally lay there, utterly wrecked and dripping with sweat, Wonder Woman undid her bonds and snapped: "Enough slacking, slave. Now serve me!"

Panting like after a marathon, the Maid of Steel looked up. Outwardly, Wonder Woman behaved arrogant and pushy, but a slight twitch of her mouth revealed how turned on she was. Supergirl realized that her domme was in dire need of release, and she was determined to provide it.

Like an animal in heat, Wonder Woman jumped the Maid of Steel and buried her beneath her. She wrapped her arms around her shoulders, devoured her tongue and feverishly grinded her hips into her crotch. With every movement, her wet, slick latex loudly squeaked, and she snapped: “Make me cum, slave!”

Wonder Woman's voice was harsh, and almost managed to mask how desperately she pleased for release. Determined to satisfy her domme, Supergirl responded: “Yes, mistress!”

The Amazon princess grabbed Supergirl's hand and pressed it into her wet, throbbing crotch. Wonder Woman plunged four fingers into her sopping Wondercunt, two of her own, and two of Supergirl's. For several thrusts, she showed Supergirl how fast and deep she wanted it, until she let go and snapped: "Now fist me, slave, and I will spank you if you fail!”

"Yes, mistress!" Supergirl complied, inserted her entire hand into her sopping cunt and penetrated her with hard, deep thrusts. Wonder Woman feverishly bucked against her fist, clawed her fingernails into her back and devoured her tongue. Both women were grinding their boobs, their crotches and their legs into each other, and Supergirl joined into Wonder Woman's throaty grunts.

Suddenly, the Amazon princess got on all fours and turned around and maneuvered into the 69 position. The Maid of Steel shuddered when the big, heavy Wonderboobs brushed against her firm Supertits, then was almost smothered when Wonder Woman mashed her drooling crotch into her face. Supergirl eagerly started to eat her out, rolling back her eyes in ecstasy when she drew pure ambrosia. In return, she was fellated by the Amazon princess, who worked her divine magic on her cunt again. Both women violently bucked, moaned from the bottom of their hearts, and covered each other with saliva, sweat, and love juices.

"My slave! MY SLAVE!" Wonder Woman cried out, and Supergirl groaned: "My Mistress! MY MISTRESS!!"

They were locked in a race who could finish off the other first. After the last, desperate strokes, Wonder Woman won, sending Supergirl into a convulsing climax. But just a moment later, the Amazon princess screamed in ecstasy, nearly drowning the Maid of Steel in a torrent of love juices. Both women tightly held each other, riding out their orgasms until they just lay there, so far away that they were almost comatose.

After a small eternity, both women sat up with the same dazed expression. Wonder Woman cringed when she saw that bloody fingernail marks on Supergirl's back, and the Maid of Steel gasped when she saw that she had shredded the Amazon princess's precious harness to shreds. With sudden shame, both women stared at each other, until Wonder Woman stammered: "S-Supergirl... I realized how intense things were. I got carried away If I went too far, I take full responsibility, and if you think this was a one time thing, I will accept it, and--”

Supergirl threw her arms around Wonder Woman and smothered her excuses with a long, passionate kiss. When she finally let go, she beamed: "Are you crazy? I never said 'Sunstone'!"

"Wait a second... you liked it?"

"Every moment of it... my mistress!"

"Oh, Supergirl!"

Wonder Woman hungrily pinned Supergirl against the wall and lovingly made out with her. The kiss lasted several minutes, until the Amazon princess reluctantly let go, ruefully licked sweat, saliva and love juices off her lips and smiled: "Come, let us take our well deserved shower!"

She led Supergirl into the bathroom, and both crammed into the booth and rinsed themselves with warm soapy water. It was the most sensual shower both women had ever taken. Supergirl carefully doused her aching muscles, strained tendons and throbbing joints in warm water, and showed off her rope marks like a badge of honor. During the entire time, Wonder Woman tightly cuddled her, kissing the back of her neck clean, soaping up her boobs and gently rinsing her swollen crotch. Suddenly, the Amazon princess realized: "Great Hera, it is well past midnight! Can I offer you a place to sleep here?"

"Firstly, thank you very much, and secondly, I already just slept here, namely with you," Supergirl cheekily replied, and a love struck Wonder Woman marveled: You are so submissive, Supergirl, yet so sassy. I love everything about you! The Amazon princess playfully slapped her butt and giggled: "You are such a bitch, Supergirl!”

“I am only the second greatest bitch here!” the Maid of Steel countered, and Wonder Woman giggled: “Touché. In related news, I still think my red boots are hotter."

"Seconded," the Maid of Steel chuckled. You are so strong, yet so funny. I love everything about you, Wonder Woman, a love struck Supergirl dreamily admired.

After finishing their showers, both women went into the bedroom – the first one – each threw on one of Wonder Woman's elegant Themysciran nightgowns, lay down and snuggled against each other until they became drowsy. When she was about to fall asleep, Supergirl yawned: "Good night, Wonder Woman."

Suddenly, the Amazon princess locked eyes with her, took her hands and whispered: "Supergirl... my name is Diana of Themyscira, and in the world of man, I call myself Diana Prince. I work as a curator in the Louvre museum, and please call me Diana."

The Maid of Steel gasped, well aware that Wonder Woman just revealed her secret identity. But after tonight, both women shared an even bigger secret. With a big smile, Supergirl responded: "Diana... my name is Kara Zor-El, and since I got adopted, I am registered as Kara Danvers. I work for CatCo News in National City. Please call me Kara!"

“Nice to meet you, Kara.”

“The pleasure is all mine, Diana... my mistress!”

She proudly flashed her bracelets, and Wonder Woman lovingly made out with her pet again. Tightly cuddling each other, both women fell asleep, relived their night of passion in their dreams and woke up in the sweet revelation that reality was even better. When they had breakfast, they were no longer two strangers, but two lovers named Diana and Kara... who proudly wore her new splendid bracelets.