Sweat shimmered across her skin. Her breath came steady, yet strained. The robots in the training room were no match for her Amazonian training. Even with the system set to Clark's standards she could fight through. Punching and kicking, throwing and breaking, dodging, survivng, winning the fight.

Bruce watched Diana from the door well. Her ample breasts heaved slowly, the sweat glistening. He controlled his composure as her training session ended, then pressed on the door. The Princess was a piece of art. A fountain from a past time while she poured water in her mouth. Her luscious lips, plump and full. Amazonian genes knew how to make a woman. "Here to train? The system is probably gonna take a few hours to repair the bots Bruce. I've been down here since noon."

Bruce grinned at the otherworldly vixen, clad in tight blue training shorts and red tank top that left little to the imagination. Judging from straps her bosom required three sports bras to contain. He himself looked ready to train, in his loose grey shirts and matching tee. "No Princess. I've come to use your pretty little mouth." The whole room seemed to twist. Bruce breathed his usual confidence. Diana cocked her head to the side in confusion.

"And how exactly do you think you're going to manage that Bruce? We both know how long you've wanted them." She grinned and licked her lips slowly, while running a hand along her side and hips. It was too easy to tease him. He held his composure while she talked. "You know the arrangement Bruce. If you want the pleasure of touching any part of me. You wait for me to initiate, and you accept the blindfold like a good boy. It's not proper for an Amazonian to let a man treat her as a toy."

Bruce grinned harder. His hand rose and accentuated his next words. "You see I recall a conversation a few years ago. I asked for a blowjob, you said no. You presented me with a challenge. Do you remember?" He flung out a hand quickly, launching a small black projectile. The batarang flew through the air followed by two more. Diana deflected the first easily. The second made a strange clink as it hit her bracelet. The third hit made the same noise on the other side. Both hung there, suddenly they wings of the devices split and cable launched out. Before Diana had time to react the cables pulled her wrists together.

She could feel her power fading immediately. "I'm gonna make good on your Promise Pet. 'You like playing detective.' You said. 'Find my weakness and you can take me like Selena or Talia.' So just relax yourself Princess." Her cheeks blushed from the effort of pulling on the cable. Bruce had stopped being funny. "I learned a few things about Amazonian law. Aphrodite's law. Your bracelets there. If a man binds them, you are his and lose all your strength. Weak as any other woman."

She shot him a playful glare. "I don't need my strength to kick your trustfund ass. That challenge was a joke and you know it. You'll never get my lips around your cock. You might as well give up." Deep down she had every intention of following through next time she got in the mood. Her body was already reacting to the humiliation. Her nipples hardening, her pussy growing wet.

"Don't worry Pet. They always give in." His grin turned serious. "Besides your shorts reveal how turned on you are. Now I'd suggest you kneel, don't make me, make you. We both know I have the training to take down a little girl with no powers." She refused, blushing harder at his comment. Her brow creased into a scowl. He took a step forward and she lunged.

"You don't have your suit bat boy. You forget how trained I am." Bruce caught her wrist and moved to yank her off balance. She twisted, her heel caught him in the cheek. It had been a long time since she had an excuse not to hold back. Bruce recoiled in pain as she launched another attack. Her bound hands worked well to pummel. She brought both down at him. Bruce flipped back onto his hands and caught her by the waist with his legs. His body twisted and pulled the woman to the ground.

Bruce moved quickly, shoving his weight on her back and holding her down. He lifted her head up by her hair. "Submit Princess. We both know who grinned shorts. "You keep that in your pants unless you want me to cut it off later." Bruce chuckled and moved closer, he shoved her face against his shorts. She struggled, but he held her in place. She could feel the heat through the fabric, and suddenly she knew, this was happening. He quickly removed the shorts and grinned at her in his boxer briefs for a few moments. Finally he stripped down.

After all the times she'd seen it she still gasped. Her cheeks blushed and her mouth hung slightly agape. She felt his hands in her hair, as if it were another world. Her eyes stood transfixed. It was the most beautiful cock she had seen. Perfectly proportioned, long enough to do the job, short enough not to hurt too bad. Wide enough to fill her out. A little drool escaped her lips as the head pressed between them.

She expected to fight, she expected to pull away. She hadn't expected to moan and close her eyes. He tasted like Olympus. He pressed farther, her tongue slid along it slowly. He was being gentle. A small smile formed on her lips. Leave it to Bruce to ease her into her first time. She gagged and sputtered when he hit her throat. Instead of disappointment she felt his cock twitch harder. "Breathe through your nose Diana, and relax. That's a good girl."

She noticed he'd stopped moving and was slowly moving her head. 'That bastard.' She thought in the back of her mind. 'Making me do all the work.' She moaned and tried to get more of him in her mouth. Soon his hands were untangled from her hair. She found herself bobbing slowly by herself. Moaning into it with each time his cock disappeared. She pushed herself harder, trying to please him despite herself. She felt it press down her throat. Bruce' tip helped.

"Would it be bad to say you're doing wonderfully?" He teased and stroked her hair. She actually managed a glare up at him, but continued. "That's a good pet. Let me see your eyes. Show me how much you enjoy it." She pulled back as if to say she didn't but he shoved her back down, hard. "I didn't say you could stop, and before you try to say you aren't enjoying it figure out where your fingers are."

She gagged on him, but kept herself composed as she could. He was holding her down on him, all the way down. Her eyes watered. His words slowly hit her. She focused on something other than the delicious cock in her mouth and moaned hard. Pleasure washed over her body as she realized she had been rubbing herself. Two fingers already deeply inside her pussy. She moaned long and slow as he let off her hair. She kept herself in place, showing him she could take it. The first orgasm hit then, rocking her as she gagged and moaned.

Bruce grinned. "Very good, Pet. Acting like a proper slut. Good thing I disabled the cameras. Who knows what the others would think." She slowly pulled back and off his cock with a pop. A long strand of saliva connected the two, more glistened on her cleavage. "Still I haven't made you fulfill the promise. This isn't nearly as rough as I am with Selena, and Talia… she doesn't even know how to play nice. She only cums when she's crying." Diana breathed heavy but looked up at him respectfully. She hadn't stopped touching and knew now she wanted this. "Are you ready Pet?"

She nodded slowly and spoke half in a moan. "Y-yes Sir." Her words made her blush. She'd dreamt of this for a long time. The tales of how men treat you are so taboo on themyscria, but oh so well written. His hand tangled roughly in her hair.

"This is probably going to hurt Diana. If it's too much tap my leg. I love you. I wouldn't do anything I knew you weren't really comfortable with." She nodded and he began. Immediately his cock was down her throat. She didn't even have time to gag before he yanked her back and shoved her down again. They both came at once, gagging hard. He just twitched in response and pulled her off. Her eyes were wide with shock. No one had ever treated the Princess like this. She was down again, he used her face like sex toy. He pulled her back and slapped her face hard. She didn't know how to react. So she didnt.

He shoved her back down and held her there for a minute. "Playing with your cunt like a common whore Princess. How the mighty have fallen. This is your place now. Below Bruce Wayne's belt. You're property of Bruce Wayne now." He ripped her off. She sputtered and gasped for air. "Say if Diana." She hesitated, earned a slap. "Say it." Two more.

"I'm property of Bruce Wayne. You own me." Her cheek stung. Tears welled in her eyes. She wasn't used to being human like this. "You own me, take me, fuck me, use me Bruce. Just stop hurting me please." He shoved her down again. His cock harder than ever, throbbing red. He commanded her to say it again with out pulling her off his cock. She aquiesced and moaned it out in half gags.

"Stop hurting you? I'm just starting Princess. I like hurting girls, and I've been thinking about knocking you down a peg for ages Bitch." She realized her fingers were working at her clit rapidly. She came at the word bitch. He ignored it and came shoving his cock down. She came again harder. He pulled back as she screamed out a moan. "Fucking slut. This is what you truly are." He slaps her again and again. "Nothing but a toy for men's pleasure, for my pleasure. You've denied it so long but your whore body knows. You like this don't you?"

His hand grabs her neck before she can respond. She wheezes out. "Yes Sir. I love being your whore Bruce. Fuck me. Fuck me hard." Her face is red. He pulls back and slaps her again. She realizes her mistake. "Please Sir. Please Fuck me. I'm just a Slut. I don't deserve it, but please let me cum on your perfect cock." She cums again from her fingers. Bruce grins and shoves her forward. He rips a hole in the crotch of her tight shorts.

Foreplay has been long and ardous. He wastes no time. She braces on her bound hands as his cock stretches her, imediately pulling another orgasm out. "Fuuuuck." They both moan as he bottoms out. He grabs her hair and starts pounding. He holds nothing back, not like when she rides him. No methodical rhythm, no sweet spots. Just pure lust and strength. He gropes her tits, feeling it coming on way too soon. She's been riding waves since he got in her but knows what's happening.

She reaches up and pulls her shirt down as best she can, she forces herself down. "Please Sir. Mark me. Mark your slut. Cum on my tits, my face, in my mouth. Mark your property Bruce. I belong to you. I always have. Mark me." He moves around grinning. She's ripped her shirt down, with one breast out. Just as glorious as Bruce imagined it under his blindfold. He put his cock to her lips. She gulped him down and worked hard at his head. He stroked the shaft. It was only a few seconds before he twitched violently. He didn't warn her.

The first spurt went in down her throat. The second in her mouth. She held how mouth open and pressed her elbows together. The last four spurts hit her face and chest. She moaned with each one. He let her suck the remnants out of his cock as she coo'd. "I love you Bruce. I swear if you tell anyone, I'll kill you." Bruce laughed as he sighed and came down off his high.

"I love you too Princess. I would never. One last thing Diana. Show me your wrists." She presented them curiously. He pressed a button and the batarangs retracted. Yet her power remained gone. "I put a tracer on the bracelets. The Wayne 'W'. Only us and Clark will know it's there and he's… well there's a reason the daily planet has Kent write sports articles." They both chuckled. "Vinegar will remove the tracer, and my mark over you." She was licking his cum up, where she could as she listened. "Point is I learned a lot about Aphrodite's law. Basically. I accept you as Wonder Woman and permit you to use your powers as you see fit."

Her energy rushed back into her. She felt fully alive, all fatigue gone. She grinned at him and grabbed his arm. She through him hard into the far wall. Bruce groaned. "That's for not asking permission." She walked up and flicked his forhead, bruising him. "And that's for making me enjoy it your cocky bastard."

Bruce grinned. "I'm not done Pet." Her energy drained. "Basically it goes like this. Unless I will it you have no powers. As long as you have my mark I own you by Aphrodite's law. However, as long as I own you, no one else can claim you. You have no weakness unless I say so Diana. You're welcome. Besides Princess, you made a deal." She grinned as power washed over her. He took her hand. "Let's go get washed up. We look a mess, I have a change of clothes for you in the shower. I thought we might get carried away. You always did seem to hold back when we made love." Diana tried to glare, but her smile was too wide.

"I'm not gonna thank you Bruce." She said through a blush, but took his hand. They both knew where they stood.