Chapter 1 - Confronting Wonder Woman


 Over the last few weeks, Robin was getting more and more concerned with Beast Boy’s behavior. He had always done his best to tolerate their differences in character; but things were getting out of hand. It was one thing to act out when they were still kids, but now they were eighteen and soon they wouldn’t even be teens anymore. It was time for Beast Boy to grow up. 

 The last few days, Beast Boy had been gone without explanation and showed up only to lock himself in his room. The others were worried. Robin was certain the reason would be a stupid one, even though everyone still thought it was his duty to figure out the cause. He tempered his attitude and went to him hoping to straighten things out. 

 Robin knocked on the door and waited. When no answer came, he knocked again. “I know you’re in there,” he said firmly.

“Wait! Just a second!” 

 Beast Boy cracked the door open at length and grinned. “Hey, b-buddy, what’s up?” 

 Robin could almost smell the sleazy nervousness. “What have you been up to in there? You’ve been absent for the last few days.” 

“Have I?” He scratched behind his green ear anxiously and chuckled. “I must not have noticed. I guess it’s a good thing you told me…” 

 Abnormal behavior. It wasn’t like him to be so worked up. Robin kept his silence and stayed in place - he wouldn’t let him get off so easily, not this time. “Do you mind if I come in?” 

“My room’s a mess.”

“That’s fine.” 

 He took that as his opportunity to enter and shoved the door over Beast Boy to make his way inside. There was nothing wrong as far as he could tell. The room looked normal and smelled normal. But given the odd behavior, there had to be something amiss.

 As he turned, Robin noticed the TV and computer were both off. He caught the gleam of the screens. “What were you doing?”

“Just, uh, napping! Yeah. Just having a rest.” 

 Robin saw the remote and made a go at it only to see Beast Boy sprinting towards it first. “W-What do you want? I can set it to the news. Or something.” 

 That was all he needed to feel convinced. “Give me the remote.” Seeing his hesitation, Robin insisted a second time: “Give it to me.”

 Beast Boy grudgingly handed it over. Robin wasn’t sure what to expect when he turned it on but he noticed it was set to play whatever DVD was inside. Beast Boy tensed and bore his eyes into the floor in shame. “It’s not what it looks like, I swear.” 

 A video, huh? The assumption was that it had to be porn or something just as embarrassing. But the footage Robin saw surprised him: it was a video shot in a dark alleyway, showing what looked like Wonder Woman getting fucked by a bum. They were both dressed so there was barely any actual sex to be seen, and the quality was far from perfect. 

 Why is he watching this crap? Robin hoped he could spot exactly how it was fake, yet from every angle the woman on screen was shot from he could only see Wonder Woman. The real thing. But it’s not real. Of course it isn’t… Hearing the moans gave him a pang of arousal so he quickly turned it off.

“I can explain!” said Beast Boy breathlessly. “I saw some people online talking about this. You know, how supposedly there are videos out there of Wonder woman. But how they’re expunged from the web as soon as anyone tries to post them. Only a few street sellers have them and they get in big trouble for selling them.” 

 The TV was off but Robin could only see the scene in the blackness of the screen. Wonder Woman getting screwed by a bum? No, that wasn’t possible. It simply wasn’t. This was undoubtedly one of the best lookalikes around, or maybe even an actress that went out of her way to make herself look identical, but it couldn’t have been her. 

“It’s fake,” he said.

“But it looks just like her!” Beast Boy cried out energetically. He seemed to have been on edge waiting to talk about this for a long time. “I mean, I want to think it’s fake, but how can you be sure?”

 Robin shut it down. “Because Wonder Woman wouldn’t do a thing like this. How can you even think otherwise?”

“Don’t you think the evidence is incriminating?”

“It’s not evidence of anything,” said Robin quietly and directly. “Drop this thing. It’s stupid and embarrassing. Of course they would remove the video, because it’s a stain upon her character. And they might even be the ones removing it themselves, to add to the drama. Break that DVD and get with a girl. A real one. Stop thinking like a kid. You’re going to give all of us a bad name by acting like this.” 

 Beast Boy appeared to be offended by that last comment. “No, I won’t! I’m just doing an investigation! Why don’t we ask her then?” 

 Robin pursed his lips incredulously. “You want to show that to Wonder Woman and ask her if she’s the one getting used by a homeless man? Are you suicidal?”

“It looks just like her!”

 Maybe this was the moment that needed to come all along to bring balance to the situation. Robin knew that as the leader he could either shut Beast Boy down now and let him flounder until the next disappointment. Or he could let him go ahead with his dumb idea of asking Wonder Woman and get put in his place properly by a woman thousands of years older. Well, if he’s not going to respect me, he might get terrified by her.

“You know what?” said Robin. “Fine. Go ask her.”

“W-Well, I’m not going alone.”

“I’ll accompany you.”



 Diana held the lasso wound tightly around the woman’s neck and dragged her around the filthy ground of the alleyway. A chilly evening had set over the city and the streets were mostly deserted. “Tell me where they are,” she demanded. 

 The woman clawed at her face with tattooed fingers and stared at her full of hate. “Kill me, then. Fucking Wonder Woman, my ass.”

“I will.” Diana released the lasso from her neck and wound it around her beaten body instead. She pulled on it tightly enough that the woman shrieked in pain, her bones breaking. “But not before you tell me where they are. Where are they?” Her foot came down on the woman’s neck and pushed until something nearly broke.

The eyes bulged in terror. “In the building next door! Fourth floor!” 

 When she released the lasso this time, the woman fell to the ground whimpering, blood trickling from her mouth. “You get to live this time,” said Diana. “Next time be quicker.” 

 As she stood at the bottom of the alley, she looked up at the fourth floor of the building wondering how to approach it. It was nearly dark out, and if they were holding the hostages at gunpoint it would be a challenge to spot them all in time. 

 Her feet hovered from the ground as she prepared to go up. “Wonder Woman!” she heard. 

 Diana could see two figures approaching her. She recognized both as Titans, though they were a little older from when she had last seen them. “Boys,” she said with a smile. Both of them eyed the woman on the ground with pity. “Forget her. There are hostages trapped on that fourth floor. You can help me out. Come on. You take the front door, I’ll go in from above.” 

 Diana launched herself up and smashed through the window. The living room was quiet, a TV running on mute. Hogtied all around were girls, not one of them older than twenty, though some barely even looking fourteen. Monsters, she thought with annoyance. 

 It was one thing for men to be smuggling women, their moral lacking she was used to. But to have a gang of women doing this? Promising girls a better life only to snuff it away by selling them into slavery. 

 A tattooed redhead immediately lifted her gun to shoot. Diana deflected the bullets and punched her in the face. There was a crunching sound. Then the thug landed backwards and slumped against the wall.

 They were coming from every room now, all of them shooting their guns or charging at her with knives. But they were afraid. She could see it in their eyes. Diana smashed one after another, indifferent to the damage inflicted to their mortal bodies. “Aren’t you ashamed of what you’re doing?” she asked a blonde before a thunderous slap sent her head colliding with the door frame.

 It only took a few seconds, but they were all disabled. Diana went back to the tied-up girls and began to help them, listening to their cries of, “Thank you.” They all reached up to touch her in gratitude, and the feeling of their weak and malnourished touch almost brought tears to her eyes. 

“You’re safe now,” said Diana. But you won’t ever be okay again, probably.

 Robin and Beast Boy arrived at the scene way too late. They were clearly disturbed by the mess she made, and Diana wondered if it was a bit much for them. “It’s over.” 

 Ten minutes later, the police arrived to help the poor girls and Diana was about to leave the two boys behind. She could tell that they were staring at her, and she felt a bit judged about losing her composure at the sight of those women.

“Thank you for trying to assist me,” she said. “I will see you around.”

“Wait!” said Beast Boy. 

 Diana’s eyes widened as she gazed at him. “Hmm?” For whatever reason, he appeared to be scared of her. That, or just anxious. Why were they here, anyway? That was an oddly timely arrival.

“Beast Boy wants to ask you something,” said Robin. “But I would appreciate it if you didn’t punish him too harshly as a result.”

 Now that was intriguing. What could this boy possibly ask to make her angry? He wasn’t the first guy to ask her out on a date and he wouldn’t be the last. Diana never punished anyone for that, no matter how sleazy the question. “Go ahead,” she said, smiling. “I’m listening.” 

 Beast Boy lowered his head as he spoke. “You see, there’s this, uh… There’s this video out there. Of you.” 

 Diana narrowed her eyes. So this wasn’t about a date. “And?”

“It shows you…” Beast Boy shook his head nervously. “You know, never mind.” 

  Diana whipped the ground at his side and let the lasso rest there. “No, you can tell me. Go ahead. I won’t hurt you. You have my word.”

 Nevertheless, Beast Boy couldn’t get the words out. It was Robin that sighed and finished for him: “There is a video of a woman that appears to look like you having intercourse in an alleyway. The likeness is uncanny.”

“Are you boys asking me if I’m in a porno?” The idea was so wild that it left her baffled. Yet it impressed and entertained her that they would come all this way just to ask. At her age, Diana had heard just about everything - not this question, though. 

“It’s not a porno per se…” said Beast Boy. 

 Robin stepped up and whispered to her. “I know it’s stupid, Wonder Woman. But Beast Boy is so immature. I was hoping you could have a talk with him.” 

 Her blue eyes held them both. “Huh.” 

 Of course, she could’ve told them that it was fake and moved on. But for whatever reason, the idea that they might have considered for a second that it was her getting fucked triggered something deep inside. Is this what some people think of me? That I’d do a thing like that? She had never even heard that there were videos like these. How long had this been going on? And how many people secretly thought it was her? 

 It was a bad idea to play around with this type of stuff. But she was curious what they were going to do. Diana decided to play coy and see what would happen. Looking embarrassed, she withdrew her lasso. “Well, you’ve got me. You know my secret now.” 

 Beast Boy looked up at her. All his fear from before was drained away; instead his eyes glimmered, full of interest. Boy, was he a horny one. But Robin remained in disbelief. “No,” he said. “It can’t be you. You’re fooling around.” 

“You’ve seen me inside there just now,” said Diana with a deflated sigh, but keeping her teasing tone. “I’m out of control. I have been for a while now. I need a man to show me my place, but I haven’t found the right one. So I’m losing my grip. I need to be punished for my misbehavior.” 

“You’ll do as we say!” Beast Boy yelled gleefully. “Or we’ll tell everyone it’s you!” 

 Robin pushed him, stuttering. “What’s wrong with y-you?” 

“She admitted it!” 

 Diana knelt before them. Though one of them was far more enthusiastic, it was clear that they were both aroused. “What can I do to make this right?” 

 Beast Boy put his hands together. “Oh man! You have no idea how many times I’ve jerked off to you, Wonder Woman. This is like a dream come true.” 

“No wonder you came across that video,” said Robin. 

“So what will it be, boys? Which one of you wants to fuck me and how? Before we start I should probably ask, have either of you even been with a woman?” How could she be saying these words? But really, they should’ve known better. She was just trying to test their good sense.

 Beast Boy’s cheeks flushed. “H-Hey! You don’t ask us anything. We give you orders. You belong to us now. Tell her Robin.” 

 Put on the spot, Rubin gulped. He knew that it was wrong to talk this way to a superior. Especially an immortal goddess that he just watched beat baddies to pulp. But the throbbing in his suit was impossible to deny. Is she for real? he wondered. Is it actually her in that video? But then, why else do this?

“This stays between us,” he said. “Nobody else.”  

 Wonder Woman tossed her black locks back, gazing at them with piercing blue eyes. “So, what will it be?”

 The guys hadn’t even considered that they might end up blackmailing her into sex, so choosing a spot to go through with it was something that needed to be done in the heat of the moment. Towering over them, Wonder Woman wrapped an arm around each of their waists and scooped them up. “There’s a hotel nearby. It’s been abandoned, but the interior is still in decent condition.” 

 Nuzzled up against her breastplate, it didn’t seem to Robin that they were really in control of the situation. But Beast Boy seemed beyond thrilled. 

 Wonder Woman dropped off on top of the building and they made their way inside to the dusty penthouse suite. Beast Boy took her lasso and put it in the corner. “You don’t need that,” he said with a grin. “You have to take everything off.” 

 Standing at more than a head over him, the Amazonian cocked a brow. This kid sure was thirsty. “Everything?”

“Everything.” 

“Not the bracers,” said Robin. “Those were made to put Amazonians in their place. They say they wear them to remind themselves of their oppression.” 

 Diana was impressed. Most people didn’t even know that much. “And you think that’s wrong?”

 Robin hesitated. “I think you like knowing you were dominated completely by men. That you were nothing but slaves once and that you could return to it at any time.” 

 So this one is even more perverted, then, she thought. I suppose that is predictable. The ones that were quiet and serious always kept the darkest thoughts to themselves. “Are you saying these bracers mean I’m your slave? Your property?” 

“Of every man.” 

“Enough talking!” Beast Boy yelled. “Show us the goods. Come on!”

 Diana slowly took everything off, relishing their reactions. How many times had they imagined her naked and jerked off? Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands? She was making their dreams come true. I suppose this is a different kind of superhero work. 

 It was wrong, of course. Not just doing this but toying with them in such a way. But she would’ve been lying to say that she did not enjoy it to a certain extent. Diana enjoyed sex as all people did, though she was never obsessed with it as some. But playing around with men’s feelings? She could do that all day long. Especially ones that were goodhearted and innocent enough deep down. 

 She tossed aside her boots and breastplate, then straightened as a last tremor went through her soft chest. They seemed surprised to see that she really wasn’t wearing a bra underneath and that her firm and round boobs were left completely out in the open. 

 Beast Boy seemed to enter a trance as he stared at her body. Slowly, he walked over and put a hand on her left breast, squeezing it in awe. “This is so nice,” he said. “So nice…” 

 Robin was ashamed of what they were doing. Taking advantage of a superhero in this way was not proper. But how could they have known that Wonder Woman was that much of a degenerate in secret? She could kill us both, so she’s probably enjoying this. 

 Actually, she could’ve chosen to punish both of them after this whole thing. So we should probably take some precautions. As Beast Boy’s green fingers groped her tits, Robin took out his phone and snapped a few pictures. Wonder Woman’s gaze whipped his way, and for the first time she seemed displeased. “T-These will be stored in the cloud,” said Robin. “Don’t try to smash the phone, they’re already out there.” 

 Beast Boy wasn’t paying attention to any of that. He brought his lips to one of her tits and sucked in her nipple while he slapped around the other. “You gotta try this!” he told Robin. “Her body is so amazing. Holy hell, this is great.” 

 Robin circled around the two and took photos of her entire body, feeling his own cock throbbing wildly. “Are you just going to look?” she asked. “Too afraid to participate?”

 He could feel a shiver of arousal going through him. “Get on your knees,” he ordered. 

“Is that what you want?”

“Get on your knees!” he repeated, trying to maintain his composure. 

 As Wonder Woman knelt down, they both got their cocks out and brought them hesitantly to her mouth. They wouldn’t have been prepared for any woman to handle them so roughly, but they were certainly unprepared for the power and method she jerked them with.

“Oh wow!” Beast Boy stumbled over her body and nearly fell. “That’s so good.” 

 Robin could feel her hand tugging on his dick, too. She was clearly lowering her strength so not to hurt them, but it still surprised him just how experienced her touch was. Every guy should’ve known his way around his own dick, better than none other; but the way she stroked him felt better than anything before. No hand should’ve felt that good.

 Diana watched both their horny faces with amusement. “Seems you boys are enjoying yourselves. Don’t come too early. That’s shameful.” 

“Hell! No!” groaned Beast Boy. “This is nothing…” 

 Robin, though, gave her face a slap. It was a daring move to slap a woman that was thousands years older and a thousand times stronger, but it felt satisfying to look into her terrifying eyes afterwards. No matter how tall or strong she was, she was still a woman. So she needed to know that her place in the end was ultimately to serve a man. He could only imagine what the Amazons went through when Hercules put them all under his thumb. This must be nothing. 

“You like that?” he asked. Another backhanded slap struck her other cheek. 

 Wonder Woman smirked. “That isn’t very hard.” But somewhere beneath that look Robin could feel some wounded pride. Not because he did it - she could’ve snapped his neck at any point - but because it likely reminded her of other things that were probably best left forgotten. Memories of past indecencies done to her and her people that he was suddenly very curious to hear about.

 Robin grabbed her wrist and took away her hand from his dick. Throbbing, he brought the shaft over to her lips. “O-Open your mouth,” he stammered, unable to believe what he was asking of her. 

 Wonder Woman smiled. “All right.” She licked her lips. “Go ahead.”

 He watched her eyes as he inserted his cock, half-expecting her to snap and go wild at any moment. But her mouth was warm and sweet for his cock, the suction applied by it almost heavenly.

“Awesome!” said Beast Boy. “I want in!” 

 Wonder Woman sucked Robin’s cock for a few intense seconds, then spit it up and stroked it confidently as she took Beast Boy’s green cock instead. It was a lot bigger and certainly more veiny than Robin’s, but she handled it with just as much ease. That’s what thousands of years of experience gets you, I suppose.

 The two teens stood there trembling with emotion as she kissed and sucked both of their cocks slavishly, treating them with surprising gentleness given her superhuman strength. She sucked the precum from their throbbing heads and rubbed them over her soft lips, looking both of them in the eyes and offering sneaky winks. 

 Robin could feel himself getting ready to come and tried to pull back; but she deepthroated him by force, sucking him so hard that he came instantly and shot everything down into her stomach. Groaning, he moved his fingers through her silky dark hair as rope after rope of cum oozed into her amazing body. 

 Wonder Woman spit him out and immediately took Beast Boy’s cock right after. After a few sloppy moments of head, she made that cock come too, leaving him shaking when she finished up. Wonder Woman wiped her mouth victoriously. “Is that all?” 

“N-No!” Beast Boy said. “Of course not. We have just gotten started. We’re going to fuck you too.” 

“If you can get them up again.” 

 As soon as she said the words, Robin rushed over and gave her another slap. Just laying his hands on her so freely was enough to get his cock twitching back to life. He held her by the chin, looking at the perfect face. What could they ever do to her that could be memorable? He would have to come up with something for that purpose later. 

 For the time being, they would fuck her as best they could. “Get on all fours,” he ordered. 

 Wonder Woman obeyed and Beast Boy bolted and dashed under her. “Let’s take her together, partner,” he said with a grin. 

 Robin wondered if that was a good idea. But Beast Boy was likely as inexperienced as he was, so teaming up for the Amazon wasn’t even half-bad as an idea. It was unlikely they could make her come or do anything to affect her. But at least they shouldn’t leave feeling humiliated. 

 Her pussy was wet by the time he placed his head against it. He thrust in and bit his lip from how tight it was. Beast Boy joined in and managed to get himself in too, and then both of their cocks were moving inside of her, fucking her at once. 

 Wonder Woman was pleased to see that they were willing to work together to get her off. Who knows what else they might do if I let them? “Boys, you better hurry,” she said. “We’re wasting time.” 

 Beast Boy picked up speed in his thrusts as did Robin. Both of them were giving it their all to fuck this supreme being that they were getting an unreal opportunity with, slamming it into her with all the strength that they could muster. 

 After a few minutes of taking her as hard as they could, they could both feel themselves ready to come. Robin pulled out and spilled everything all over her ass and back while Beast Boy left his big dick inside of her and nuzzled happily between her breasts as her pussy milked out every drop. “That’s so good…” 

 Wonder Woman waited for them both to finish and only then stood up. “Well, I think we’re done for now.”

 Robin knew he couldn’t let her get away with that. “No!” he said, voice cracking. A moment later he tucked his suit back properly and tried to appear dignified. “No, you have to ask us permission first.” 

 Diana looked at him intensely. Their cum was dripping down her thighs as she padded over and towered over him menacingly. “Sweet master, may I please go back to fighting crime?”

 Beast Boy was still recuperating from his orgasm. “Absolutely…”

“With a few conditions,” said Robin, posing with authority. “Next time you need to make more time for us.” 

 She crossed her muscular arms. “Anything else?”

“Yes, if you want your secret to stay safe you’re going to do as we say. Anything we say.”

“Then go on. What would you like me to do?”

 Robin considered their options thoughtfully. “You’re going to have to wait for us romantically next time. You should buy some lingerie and make yourself look nice. And no more of this backtalking. You’ll behave.” 

 Her eyes narrowed and another knowing smile crept over her lips. “Anything else?” 

“No more of your degenerate acts as Wonder Woman. You’re going to give all of us a bad name. But when you aren’t out as Wonder Woman, you’ll be ours. Our Diana.” 

 Wonder Woman still seemed very amused by it all. “I see.” 

 Robin wasn’t sure how to react so he grabbed one of her nipples and twisted it. “You will see. Don’t doubt us. You can’t imagine what people would think if it got out that you did stuff like this.” 

 For a split second, he could see a pang of arousal in her face. Did she enjoy that? Did she want others to see? I’ve been so wrong about her. Amazons really are sluts as people say. To think that he had shown such respect towards her at the start. “You fucking slut.”

 Robin gave her another slap and pushed her down on her ass. Beast Boy got up and joined in, happily placing his foot down on her shoulder. “Next time I’m going to get a bit more experimental,” he said. He cracked his knuckles threateningly and blew a lock of hair out of her face. “You still haven’t seen what I’m capable of.”

 Wonder Woman bobbed her head, trying not to laugh at the poor kid. “Yes, sir. I look forward to serving you. Anything else?” 

“Let her go now,” said Robin. “You’ll have to send us a way to get in touch with you.”

 Diana picked up her suit and started getting dressed. “That shouldn’t be too hard. The Justice League has lots of resources.” 

 The thought that others in the Justice League might find out about this made Robin scared. Maybe Wonder Woman was a slut, but did Batman know about that? Did Superman? Those weren’t guys he would ever want to mess with. If they find out, we’ll be in as big trouble as she is.

 Diana finished getting ready. “Permission to go, sir?” 

“Go ahead.” 

 She suppressed a laugh as she took off.

 To think that these two kids were so brazen with her. I’ve given them a finger and they want to take an entire arm. But it was fun to see what they were doing. Maybe they would come up with something interesting. And if not, then she would train them to truly know how to satisfy a woman by the end and make them into real men. 

 Though, of course, this would really have to remain their secret. What would the others think if they knew she was fucking kids? They were legal eighteen-year-olds, sure, but it was highly questionable that any superhero would do such a thing. But they can’t understand. They aren’t this old. Diana would take care of the boys. 

 Left behind by themselves, Robin and Beast Boy stared at one another. “I told you!” said the latter. “I told you, I told you, I told you!”

“Yes, you were right,” Robin conceded. 

“Man! We had sex with Wonder Woman!” 

“Don’t say that. It’s just Diana now. Maybe we should find a codename too.” He went over and grabbed Beast Boy by the shoulders. “This is serious, you know. We cannot get caught. If we did, it would be the end for Wonder Woman. Can you imagine what people would say?” 

 Beast Boy finally seemed to understand the implications and gulped. “I get it. I get it.” But after a moment, the grin returned back to his face. “But man, her body is incredible! I can’t wait!” 

 After they caught their breaths and were ready to go home, a blush spread over Beast Boy’s face. “She was right, you know. This was m-my first time.”

 Robin did not feel it necessary to mention that it was his as well. “Well worth the wait, then.” 
 As would be the things to come.
