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Superheroines...at times you have to love how predictable they can be.

Wonder Woman had received my shot of her helpless friend, White Owl.

As I expected, she turned up at the location I had indicated and demanded that I release White Owl...as if that was ever going to happen.

I may have...implied...that White Owl was facing a death trap of some sort...but that if Wonder Woman would only surrender herself to me, I would release her friend. She agreed to my terms, how colud she have refused, given her amazon nobility?

So I led her down an alleyway ending in a cup-de-sac...and showed her the Beemer. I told her that her friend was inside the trunk...and she could open it herself.

As I anticipated, when she did so...she became completely distracted by the sight of her drugged and chained friend.

I chose my moment to strike. In my pocket, I had a chloroform-soaked cloth...stealthily, I closed the short distance between us...and clamped the cloth over Wonder Woman's mouth and nose, placing my left hand on her left breast at the same time, calculating that such a bold move was likely to make her inhale deeply from instinctive outrage.

She tried to throw me off, but I wrapped my right leg around her hosed thigh...to deny her leverage.

Her rightt hand tried to pull the cloth away...but she had weakened quite significantly already...her left hand went up towards my face...but I was able to grab her wrist and hold it easily.

Her long, shapely hosed and booted legs began to buckle under her...as her eyelids fluttered.

Oh my...White Owl and Wonder Woman have become my captives in a single night? Perhaps this is the week I should buy a lottery ticket?

This image was very kindly produced for me by the scrumptious and is posted with her consent and that of of the equally scrumptious

To be continued...? Oh I DO hope so!

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Superheroines...at times you have to love how predictable they can be.

Wonder Woman had received my shot of her helpless friend, White Owl.

As I expected, she turned up at the location I had indicated and demanded that I release White Owl...as if that was ever going to happen.

I may have...implied...that White Owl was facing a death trap of some sort...but that if Wonder Woman would only surrender herself to me, I would release her friend. She agreed to my terms, how colud she have refused, given her amazon nobility?

So I led her down an alleyway ending in a cup-de-sac...and showed her the Beemer. I told her that her friend was inside the trunk...and she could open it herself.

As I anticipated, when she did so...she became completely distracted by the sight of her drugged and chained friend.

I chose my moment to strike. In my pocket, I had a chloroform-soaked cloth...stealthily, I closed the short distance between us...and clamped the cloth over Wonder Woman's mouth and nose, placing my left hand on her left breast at the same time, calculating that such a bold move was likely to make her inhale deeply from instinctive outrage.

She tried to throw me off, but I wrapped my right leg around her hosed thigh...to deny her leverage.

Her rightt hand tried to pull the cloth away...but she had weakened quite significantly already...her left hand went up towards my face...but I was able to grab her wrist and hold it easily.

Her long, shapely hosed and booted legs began to buckle under her...as her eyelids fluttered.

Oh my...White Owl and Wonder Woman have become my captives in a single night? Perhaps this is the week I should buy a lottery ticket?

This image was very kindly produced for me by the scrumptious and is posted with her consent and that of of the equally scrumptious

To be continued...? Oh I DO hope so!