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Wonder Woman: Hell in Paradise (Part 2)

Part 21

Interlude

Interlude

 

 

Elsewhere, the two shadowy figures viewed their wall screen, which showed Diana sobbing quietly in the chamber adjacent to Artemis’ ordeal.

 

‘She’s tougher mentally than I would have given her credit for,’ the second watcher said.

 

‘The redhead or Wonder Woman?’ asked the first, glancing up slightly at the man seated next to him..

 

‘Both.’

 

‘You cannot underestimate any of them her,’ cautioned the first, ‘but especially Diana.’ He leaned forward, studying every curve and shadow of the incredible woman sprawled on the stony floor. Her breasts lay pillowed beneath her against the flagstones, teasing the men with the glimpse of their fullness in much the same way they did in the Amazons red and gold armour.  Her perfect ass, on the other hand, was fully revealed, a wonder in itself as it merged into those amazing legs. ‘I have had a great deal of experience with this bitch, and her psyche, and you may be assured it is formidable. This will not be a quick process.’

 

‘Oh, I sincerely hope not,’ laughed his companion.

 

The view changed.  The woman Barbara Gordon’s shocked face was shown on one side of the screen, while on the other side was the image that had so shaken her.

 

***

 

Barbara felt fresh tears welling up in her eyes but refused to let them spill from behind her glasses.

 

She knew enough of the Amazon history to know about the mass violation the proud women had suffered at the hands of Heracles and his soldiers. The supposed demi-god had tricked Queen Hippolyta, Diana’s late mother, into trusting him, only to turn on her and her subjects, taking them by surprise while guests in their city.

 

There was not woman among the whole Amazon nation who had not been raped that night.

 

Barbara was no sheltered schoolgirl.  She knew the ways of the world, had had lovers. And the shot from the Joker that had cost her the use of her legs had not, thankfully, robbed her of the pleasures of physical contact. So the red-headed leader of the Birds of Prey grasped what she was seeing almost immediately.  It was the horror that took longer to permeate her mind.

 

Row upon row of naked Amazons lay in bondage on cold slabs, electronic devices attached to their bodies.  Some kind of headset was wrapped around each woman’s skull, covering her their ears.  White, black, Asian, blonde, brunette, or red head like herself, every one of the beautiful prisoners wore a look of anger. Of determination. But most horribly…of desire. Barbara could see them panting, gasping, their incredibly bodies bathed in sweat as they twitched and twisted in their bonds.

 

Each woman moaned and writhed as waves of hideous pleasure washed over her, making her body quiver and undulate, moving to an erotic rhythm. For the women on the slabs, she knew this would be a torture beyond any physical mutilation.  This would be a humiliation of all that the Amazons stood for, a defilement of their very souls.

 

Who could be doing this, Barbara thought furiously. And how? And WHY!?  Revenge?  Who could hate us this much?

 

With a sudden move Barbara blanked the screen.  She did not want to risk alerting her captors to her observations, and she needed to concentrate past the horrors she had seen to find a way out of this for all of them.

 

***

 

‘She thinks she’s so clever,’ the second speaker chuckled, watching the Gordon woman get back to her make believe hacking. Another part of the screen showed the captive Amazons suffering their forced pleasuring. It was a sight neither man was likely to grow tired of quickly.

 

‘Yes,’ the first agreed, but then his face soured somewhat. ‘But I’d feel better if we knew exactly what her link to the others is,’ he muttered.  ‘I think the time will soon come when we allow Ms Gordon to take a more active role in our experiment.’ He smiled at the thought of how the woman in the wheelchair might further their investigations. ‘What about our silent partner?’

 

The other watcher manipulated the controls before him and part of the screen shifted to reveal a garishly dressed figure alone in a room. As the Amazons moved and wriggled he capered about, his fingers moving in the air as if her conducting some kind of macabre puppet show.

 

‘He’s doing well,’ commented the second. ‘His own abilities combined with the information we gained from Wonder Woman seem extremely effective.’

 

‘We will know soon enough.’ They had already selected some promising targets on which to test those stimuli.

 

‘Still, it may be time to introduce some other subjects to the experiment soon,’ the second opined

 

‘I already have some in mind,’ the other replied.

 

Evil laughter rippled through the chamber, while the central screen flickered and shifted back to the image of Earth’s greatest female hero, naked on the floor of her cell.

 

‘I think that’s enough of a rest,’ said the shorter man. ‘Artemis’ stint with the demons seems to be over for the moment.  Let’s see how they handle a juicier dish.’

 


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