Chapter 0 - Wonder Woman: The Forced Treatment

Diana Prince enjoyed a sunny weekend afternoon in a busy cafe in the city. Her black hair on her shoulders, her blue eyes flashing the curiosity of the human world and the desire for knowledge. She was holding a steaming latte, her slightly turned showing her enjoyment of the quiet moment.
Diana walked from the cafe gracefully, her long black hair fluttering in the wind. She walked into a deserted alley, far away from the noise and noise of the street. The sun shone through the top of the narrow lane, mottled down on her. She looked around, confirmed that there was no one else, and then began her own transformation.

She gently took off her coat, revealing the soft armor, which was pressed the skin, made by the vulcan and shining with a mysterious glow. Soft armor sticks to her perfect figure, highlighting her graceful and strong lines of body. She unveiled her dress, revealing the white star shorts with a blue base, paired with her golden and red soft armor, looking both powerful and feminine.

Then she took off her heels and changed into a pair of red boots. The boots echo her shorts, making her look even more courageous. Then she put on the golden crown and bracelets, the symbol of the Amazon and her defensive weapon.

Finally, she took the lasso of truth from her waist. The lasso line shines brightly in the sun.

In a deep alley, a robber suddenly appeared, holding a pistol and forcing an innocent woman into a corner. The woman's face was full of fear, and she had no place to escape but stick to the cold wall to pray for a miracle.

And a miracle did happen.

The figure of Wonder Woman cuts through the darkness like a light. She appears at the corner of the alley, looking coldly at the scene. Her blue eyes were bright, and the golden soft armour on her shoulders shone brightly under the dim street lights. In her hands, the magic lasso of truth shone golden in her hands.

She responded in an instant. The lasso, like a golden lightning, quickly across the air, directly hooked the robber's right hand. Her vigorous body flashed, and the noose was instantly pulled back, accurately removing the pistol from the robber. The movement is like art, accurate, fast, elegant, and powerful.

Then, her body flew over her like a leopard and instantly knocked the robber to the ground. Wonder Woman's movements are agile and vigorous, and her powerful body lines are extremely beautiful in this movement, and her muscles find a perfect balance between strength and grace.

As the robber falls to the ground, unconscious, Wonder Woman turns around and walks over to the terrified woman.

The woman's cries echoed in the alley, and she hugged Wonder Woman tightly, as if she were looking for a safe recourse. Instead of pushing her away, Wonder Woman gently taps her on the back, trying to give her some comfort with her own warmth.

However, at this point, Wonder Woman's intuition makes her feel something happening around her. Her body became strained, and she was ready to take immediate action. However, she found that her body suddenly froze, and it was the woman's arm strangely strengthened.

Her eyes widened, she knew she had been framed, and she immediately broke free, but it was too late.

Still, Wonder Woman didn't give up. Her body burst into surprising strength, and her muscles were strained at this moment, showing her unparalleled strength and beauty. Her arm was hard in an attempt to escape the trap. However, although she was moving fast, she was caught off guard by a sudden situation.

After Wonder Woman broke free from the woman's embrace, a pungent cloud of smoke suddenly filled the alley, the unique mark of gas bombs. Smoke quickly covered the whole alley, and the vision became blurred.

Knowing that she's too late to escape, Wonder Woman closed her eyes, holding her breath, bent against the coming attack. At this point, two thugs in power armor suddenly jumped out of the dump and launched a fierce attack on Wonder Woman.

Although the gas bomb has severely affected Wonder Woman's body function, she has fought back with her superhuman speed and reflexes. She held her breath, blocking the sight through the smoke of the gas bomb, she instantly dismantled the power of the mob, a precise strike let the thugs fell to the ground.

However, the battle was short but intense, and Wonder Woman had to take deep breaths and accidentally breathe in some gas. Her body began to become weak, and every movement became unusually difficult. Wonder Woman's body is being worn out by the gas.

Still, her figure is graceful, her muscles are powerful, and every movement is full of strength and beauty. Even in this extreme environment, her body is still full of great force.

However, even Wonder Woman couldn't resist the gas, staggering in a few steps and trying to leave the gas-filled alley. However, when she finally could not support herself, her body seemed to have been withdrawn from all her strength, and suddenly she fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Wonder Woman falls in the alley, sleeping in the cold, hard flagstone road. Her face was pale, her blue eyes were closed, and her thick black hair was scattered on the ground, adding a rare fragile beauty to her figure. At this time, she still maintains the kind of elegance that cannot be ignored, as if every inch of skin is sending out her unique charm.

And the woman she first met, now wearing a gas mask, walked over to Wonder Woman. She looked down at Wonder Woman on the ground, and instantly everything in the alley seemed to be quiet.

The woman calmly picked up the truth lasso between Wonder Woman's waist and quickly and skillfully tied Wonder Woman's hands and feet. Wonder Woman can't struggle, but her body's muscles still vibrate slightly unconsciously, indicating that she is fighting the gas.

Then, the woman carefully picks up Wonder Woman, and although Wonder Woman's body is heavy, the woman is clearly prepared. With unemotional calmness, she puts Wonder Woman into the trunk of a car parked at the corner of an alley.

Finally, the woman returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and slowly left the alley. The alley was calm again, and only the abandoned power armor and the poison gas bombs scattered on the ground could prove what had just happened.

Wonder Woman's consciousness slowly gathers from the chaos like fine sand. She could feel herself lying on a hard object, with every inch of her body aching. She tried to move her arms, only to find them stiff and immovable, as if drawn on her chest. After several ineffective struggles, she realizes that her divine power is sealed, and the lasso of truth binds her body up.

Wonder Woman slowly opens her eyes and sees her body firmly wrapped in a bound suit. The constraint garment pressed tightly to her skin, folded her arms across her chest, and pressed them tightly under her plump breasts. Her body is more curved under the tight bundle of her clothes, and her breasts are tightly pressed, revealing her perfect figure.

Under the restrained clothes, Wonder Woman's body is tightly wrapped by the lasso of truth, unable to move. And her lower body is only a chastity lock protection, her legs and feet naked in the air, showing her unique female beauty. Although her body shook feebly, Wonder Woman stood up, her eyes scanning through the room.

She is now in a small room of only a few square meters. The walls of the room are covered with thick cotton, which almost all the sound at the source. The only light source is a lamp embedded in the wall, the cold white light pale on her skin. She looked around, but found no sign of an exit. The walls, floors, and ceiling are all white cotton, without a gap.

Wonder Woman sits on a hardwood floor, the sound-absorbing cotton like a silent mockery at her loneliness and powerlessness. She rammed into the wall and tried to break the closed space, but everything failed. Despite the loss of divine power, she tried to hit the ruthless wall, hoping to create a possible escape. Without a reaction, however, the sound-absorbing cotton absorbed all the impact and sound, and the walls still stood there coldly, as if laughing at her incompetence.

She sat weakly on the floor, her breathing became rapid, and each inhalation was like a painful struggle. The clothes wrapped her tightly like a merciless cage, making her chest difficult to expand and difficult to breathe. Her eyes fell on the breasts tightly wrapped in her bound clothes, which set off her proud curves and showed a strange sex appeal.

Wonder Woman looks down at her bare lower body, and the cold touch of her chastity lock makes her tremble. The cold feeling made her uneasy, like an invasion of freedom. And the chastity lock blockade is to let her feel endless weakness and despair, at that moment, she felt very sad.

In this narrow room, there was no sound, no color, only the white sound-absorbing cotton, and the light that lit up her lonely figure. Despite the increasingly desperate situation, Wonder Woman is reluctant to give up. Every tendon of her flesh is working hard, trying to break free from this merciless bondage. Her eyes shone with firmness, and although the strength was burning, the strong will filled her body with strength.

However, as her eyes looked through the light at the four walls surrounding her, Wonder Woman had to accept the cruel fact that she couldn't find any way to escape. At that moment, her body felt more weak than ever before, and she leaned against the wall, letting her tears slide quietly down her cheeks. She knew that she could not escape and had to wait.

In this closed environment, there is no food and water, no concept of time, only endless waiting. Wonder Woman knows that her physical strength is being ruthlessly consumed, and that the only way out is to use the remaining power as much as possible to struggle, collide, and try to find a chance of escape.

She pushed herself to her feet, letting her body wrapped in her restrained clothes rush toward the wall. Every impact, is like her call to freedom, every impact, is like her challenge to despair. However, the sound-absorbing cotton mercilessly absorbed all her impact and sound, like a cold mockery of her endless struggle.

She tried to press hard on the floor, hoping to find some hidden organs or hidden doors, but everything was to no avail. Despite being Wonder Woman, her power here is nothing, and all the collisions and stampedes can bring no change. Endless struggle just makes her physical exhaustion faster, the feeling of being unable to force, let her heart filled with despair.

The tired Wonder Woman lies on the floor, covered with sweat, making her bound clothes tighter and tighter. Every breath, she can feel the constrained clothes tightly holding her back, and the feeling of bondage makes her unable to ignore her present situation. She looked at her body, with the once powerful muscles now lost, trapped in her clothes and a lose.

The chastity lock was still cold, sticking close to her pussy, and the cold touch made her feel endless fear. She knew it was a cage she could escape, a place that would bind her completely.

She felt more weak than she had ever felt before, and the fatigue flooded her water and unmoved her. She calmed her breath as much as she could and reduced her physical exertion, but her body trembled uncontrollably, as if a reminder of how powerless and desperate she is now.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm her fears, but the deep sense of powerlessness cannot be erased. She knew that she could only rely on her own, can only wait for a miracle.

Wonder Woman rolls on the floor, trying to break away from the clothes and noasso that bind her. She is like a trapped beast, tenacious struggle, but all the struggle has no effect. Although she was once powerful enough to shake the mountains and rivers, she is now ruthlessly bound and unable to do anything.

Her bare toes grasped the ground, trying to find a glimmer of life from this desperate plight. Muscle tension, the roll of the body, are in the silent expression of her unwillingness and struggle. However, no matter how hard she struggled, the tight bound clothes and noose were still unbreakable, firmly binding her body, restricting her movement.

Despite her extreme exhaustion, Wonder Woman is still reluctant to give up. She tried her last strength, trying to resist the restraint. However, when her strength gradually disappeared, her body could no longer bear such fatigue and struggle, and finally, she collapsed to the ground, like a lost strength lion, powerless to struggle.

The sound of breathing echoed in the closed room, as if telling the helplessness and sorrow of a strong man. Sweat slipped from her forehead, wet her chest, ran down her perfect body line, and wet the ground. Sweat soaked her skin, highlighting her perfect curves, making it impossible to ignore her sex appeal and charm.

Sweat flowed into her eyes, causing burning pain, but she could not wipe it. It was the evidence of her struggle, the traces of her battle, and the mockery of her present reality. She closed her eyes and tried to forget all this, but the sense of despair in her heart grew stronger, like a mountain that could not be crossed, pressing on her heart and making her not breathe.

"support me!'Wonder Woman cried out in despair. Her voice echoed in the closed room, like an empty echo, without any response. An endless sense of loneliness and despair filled her heart, leaving her unable to struggle, only trembling on the floor.

Her body was tired and weak, and her strength was wiped away by the tight bondage. Every inch of the body is screaming, and every cell is testing. Her chest was tightly wrapped in her bound clothes, as if locked in countless iron chains, unable to breathe freely.

"why?"She wept, tears and sweat falling down her cheeks, falling on the ground, making a small noise. Her voice was as dry as being burned, and every cry and cry was like a knife cut of pain.

Her toes grasp the ground, trying to find support, but her body is out of control. Her waist was tight and she tried to break away from the bondage, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not break free from it.

She groan in pain, struggle, although her body has been unable to support, but her heart is still unwilling to give up. Every struggle, every cry, is an endless struggle in her life. However, no matter how much she struggled, how much she shouted, she can not change the current situation.

In the empty and silent room, Wonder Woman lies on the floor, and every inch of her body is a symbol of tiredness and powerlessness. Her skin had lost its usual luster and became dry, revealing a gray color. Her chest, wrapped in tightly bound clothes, rose and downs with her faint breath, showing the perfect lines of her body.

Her waist has become extremely tired after a long period of tension and struggle. The chastity lock was cold to her pussy, making her feel the lower part of her body as frozen. Her leg muscles were already sore from a long struggle and exertion, as if every nerve were screaming.

Her hair stuck to her cheeks and the back of her head with sweat, and her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul. The labellum became dehydrated and dehydrated, and each breath was a torture, as if a fire were burning in her lungs.

Her body could no longer support her to stand up, only to lie on the floor, like a soulless body. Her breath was weak and weak, and each breath seemed like desperately grasping at the last straw of her life.

The door opened slowly, and a man in an experimental suit walked into the room, his face looking blank, his movements quick and mechanical. He places a food tray with water and food on the ground, then forcefully but coldly pulls up the already weak Wonder Woman and lets her sit against the wall.

Without words, he put the glass to her mouth and forced her to drink the water. Water flowed through her mouth and throat, bringing life as well as endless humiliation. The man did not stop, and then cut the fruit, vegetables and bread, which he put into her mouth in order. His movements were like a routine task, without any sympathy or hesitation.

After feeding, the man picked up a wet towel and began to wipe Wonder Woman's body. His movements were still so cold and mechanical, without a hint of emotion. From the face, to the body, to the long legs, every inch of skin was mercilessly wiped, like cleaning up a appliance.

As the towel slides over Wonder Woman's slender thighs, then the calves, and finally stops on her naked feet, his eyes are unchanged, like looking at an inanimate object. His fingers, without any nostalgia, were cleaned up mechanically.

After the wiping was done, the man stood up silently, turned and walked to the door, without turning back or saying a word. The door closes slowly behind him, and the lights dimmed again, leaving Wonder Woman sitting alone.

Despite the food and water, Wonder Woman's eyes still carry deep despair. She looked at the direction of the door closed, as if behind the cold man, her hope was taken away together.

The door of the room was opened again, and the man came in, carrying a bucket in his hand. His eyes were cold, as if he were an animal about to be trained. He put the bucket on the ground and coldly ordered, " Number 1, stand up.”

Wonder Woman leaned back in the corner, looking at him in her confused eyes. That man, the man who plunged her life into the abyss. She knew what he was talking about, she knew he was ordering her, but she just didn't want to stand up. Her heart is full of resistance, she is unwilling to yield to the man, unwilling to be regarded by him as a number.

The man looked at her expressionlessly, impatience in his eyes. He pulled out an electric stick from his waist, pressed the switch, the electric stick immediately issued a crackling electric current sound.

Wonder Woman's eyes stared wide, and she looked at the man in despair. The current ran out of the electric stick, bringing sharp pain, her body was torn in pain, and her heart seemed as if it were trying to stop beating. She shouted helplessly, the voice echoed in the little room, but no one came to save her.

"Oh!stop! I!...... Oh!prithee! Wonder Woman cried, her voice was hoarse and she could barely speak. The pain of the current overwhelmed her, and she knew that she could no longer resist.

Seeing Wonder Woman begging for mercy, the man stopped the shock. He repeated the order: " Number 1, stand up.”

Wonder Woman didn't resist. She was exhausted and had to stand up on the wall. Her eyes were full of pain and fear, but more, despair.

The man walks up to Wonder Woman, moving his hands mechanically, unlocking the chastity lock on her body. Wonder Woman felt a chill under her body, and she knew it was exposed in the air when her chastity lock was removed.

Despite her shame and fear, she was unable to resist. With her weakness, she could only watch the man's cold, mechanical movements and witness him remove the last bit of dignity from her.

Her heart beat faster, the blood in her body seemed to be ice water, and every inch of her skin trembled in the cold air. Her vision is trance, only to see the man's resolute and unemotional eyes, and then look below, is her naked body, was exposed to the cold air.

"Please, no..." Wonder Woman's hoarse voice was full of pleading and pleading, but the man seemed not to hear it, and his movements did not stop.

At this moment, Wonder Woman felt more desperate like ever before. She struggled deep down, trying to find a glimmer of strength that could support her, but she could not find it, only the endless darkness and loneliness.

When the last block is removed, Wonder Woman seems to feel the cold air greedily eroding her skin, and her world, from that moment on, completely falls into the darkness.

The man moves the bucket up to the Wonder Woman. Order way: 1, now is the excretion time. Wonder Woman can't believe it, seeing the man and touch the electric stick, Wonder Woman quickly shook to the bucket.

At the man's command, Wonder Woman struggles to the bucket placed in front of her. Each step consumed all the strength left in her body, and she felt her legs tremble and could barely support her body.

The man looked at her, looking blank, holding the frightening electric stick in his hands. Wonder Woman looks at him, filled with fear. She knew she could not resist his orders and that her body could not withstand more shocks.

Finally, Wonder Woman struggled to squat on the bucket, two lines of tears streaming into her face. She closed her eyes and tried to keep her mind away from the room, from the man, from what was going on.

Urine flows out like a spring water, splashing in the bucket, making a clear sound. Wonder Woman's heart beats faster, and she can feel the man's eyes moving around her, as if he were admiring a work of art. Then came the excrement, which was the bottom line of life, but now it became her endless shame.

Her eyes were closed, and her cheeks were pale with the pain. She tried to control her breath, using all her strength to suppress her voice. Wonder Woman's body shivered in her clothes, as if surrendering to her body.

Urine passed from her body and hissed into the bucket. The sound of urine echoed through the air, and she could feel the man's eyes piercing her body as sharply as substance. The urination continued for a while until her body was completely empty.

Wonder Woman then took a deeper breath and concentrated her strength on the lower half of her body. The muscles of the anus began to contract, and with an unbearable pain, the feces passed away from her body. The landing sound of the excrement broke the dead silence of the room. Wonder Woman's face is filled with pain and shame, and her heart is filled with despair.

At the moment when the feces was discharged, Wonder Woman's body was drained, and she completely collapsed to the ground. From that moment she knew that she had been thoroughly conquered, that her dignity, her freedom, that her all had disappeared. Her eyes were tears, her heart was remorse and despair, and she only hoped it was over.

A smell filled the air, Wonder Woman's face flushed, and her tears rolled down like pearls with broken lines. She was so weak that she could barely maintain a squat position.

Her heart was filled with despair and humiliation, she could not believe that once Wonder Woman, but now want to do such an undignified thing in front of a strange man.

Wonder Woman thinks of the glory of the past and the self full of her strength and dignity, and the pain and humiliation in her heart is like a storm sweeping her heart. However, in the face of the present reality, she could only cry silently, and let the tears drop on the cold floor.

The man leaned down and gently places the wipes on Wonder Woman's pussy. The cold water on the wipes made her skin contract instantly, a strange touch spreading through her lower body. Although the man's movements are gentle, Wonder Woman feels deep pain and shame. Her tears slid silently across her cheeks and fell to the floor.

The man then moved the wet wipes toward her anus. His fingers pressed the wipes against her anus and spin slowly. His movements were accurate and skilled, just like a sophisticated machine. For Wonder Woman, however, it was just like hell. Her body trembled involuntarily, and her tears flowed even more wildly from the corners of her eyes.

At that moment, Wonder Woman feels like a domesticated animal, deprived of all her dignity and freedom. Her heart was filled with endless despair and humiliation, and her body felt powerless and sexy, but her soul was constantly struggling.

Wonder Woman knows that this is just a part of her bound life. However, there was always a glimmer of hope in her heart, and she looked forward to one day to break free and regain her dignity and freedom.

The man gave Wonder Woman a chastity band and a lock, and the cold touch made Wonder Woman tremble.

Wonder Woman is left in this cold room, completely yielding to despair. Her power is stripped, and her body is bound in chains. Although once an invincible heroine, she is now only a prisoner unable to resist.

Her tears slid across her skin, like traces carved from her body. The body spasms again and again, like the wreckage of an electric shock, each time appear very weak. The skin becomes pale without shining on the sun for a long time, reflecting her naked body, and her healthy curves, which is no longer a symbol of power, but a sign of shame and despair.

Although her body still maintains that amazing elegance and sexy, but cannot hide the inner pain. Every inch of skin, every muscle, showed her fatigue and weakness. Her arms, once a symbol of her strength, were now bound in her restrained clothes and unable to break free. Her legs, once full of strength and speed, were now weak and supported only by the ruthless floor.

The bound clothes tightly wrapped her upper body, highlighting her plump breasts. That once strength and hardness is now just a symbol, a proof of her once heroine identity. And now, it's just weak skin, tight skin, heavy burden.

Wonder Woman's legs are long and strong, smooth skin like the highest silk, curved muscles elegant and powerful, though it now looks like empty shells, without the original strength and speed. Her legs were freely exposed to the air, bare, soft, and feeble.

Her feet are flawless, and every toe is like a delicate work of art. Her toes are slender and strong, her skin is smooth and flawless, and although she can not stand at the moment, they still maintain the elegance of the dancer.

The cold metal of the chastity band pressed tightly against her body, blocking her sensitive parts, like another kind of constraint. The hard metal was in contrast to her warm skin, a profound imprint of insult and humiliation.

Wonder Woman is now completely submitted to the pressure of the environment, her weak body lying across the cold floor, feeling the freezing cold. Her chest was heavy and undulating, and every breath seemed to extract her residual strength. Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes formed a shadow on the edge of the eyes, capturing the tears that flowed.

The air smelled of despair and humiliation, making Wonder Woman's body so small and powerless. Every breath she took was a resistance to the endless pain of despair, her cry faint and heartache, as if sadness and despair squeezed from the bottom of her heart. Her body is like an abandoned stone statue, lying quietly on the ground, letting time and fate torture her.

Endless darkness wrapped her, the quiet space only her painful breathing, her powerless struggle has become a static waiting. Her heart was so exhausted that only physical pain left to remind her that it was a reality, not a nightmare.

Her body, the once omnipotent power, the charming beauty, the unyielding spirit, are ruthlessly deprived by the cruelty of reality, leaving only an empty shell, a once Wonder Woman.

After this endless pain and humiliation, Wonder Woman's body surrendered irresistibly to the exhausted power. Every cell of her was tired, and her soul was so deeply hurt and confused that she was unable to think or feel. The tightness of the constraint clothes and the discomfort of the chastity belt turned into a familiar sense of pain, which had already been integrated into her existence at this moment.

Her body slid slowly into the sleeping abyss, a quiet, no place of dreams, where there was no pain, no shame, only a moment of peace. Her eyelids fell heavily, as if pulling down an insurmountable barrier to isolate her from the outside world. Her breath gradually became even and deep, showing her gradually falling asleep.

In her sleep, her body is like a lonely sculpture, lying quietly on the cold floor, and seems to be waiting for something, or seeking something. In this empty space, only her faint breathing and heartbeat sound to fill the silence.

A violent current shock tore apart Wonder Woman's dream, bringing her back to reality. Her cry of pain echoed through the empty room, and her struggling body stopped as the devil. Her body was confined in the cold clothes, as if drawn by chains, without any freedom.

The man stopped the electric stick in his hand, looked at her indifferent, his voice calm and cold: " 1, later to get up on time, otherwise the punishment will continue.”

The twinkling tears of Wonder Woman's eyes are in sharp contrast to her aching eyes. She wanted to argue, wanted to roar, but she could only close her lips silently, leaving her eyes filled with endless humiliation and pain. She could not know the flow of time or control her sleep, and the feeling of being deprived of her fundamental rights made her feel endless fear and helplessness.

Wonder Woman's body bent in weakness and pain, and her skin flashed several signs of redness in the aftershock after the electric shock. Her eyes were filled with fear, helplessness, and deep pain.

The man's voice echoed in the silent room, and he had no expression, no emotion, only a cold mechanical sense. He glanced at Wonder Woman, looked at her weak, trembling body, and said in a calm voice, " One, today is your first day of formal treatment.”

Wonder Woman silently asks in her mind, what treatment? She needs no disease, not treatment, but freedom, dignity, and her strength. She couldn't understand why they treated her like this, she was just a superhero who wanted to protect the world, why she was in such a situation. But, she knew, it was just the beginning of what they called "treatment".

"treat? I'm not sick. I don't need any treatment!"Wonder Woman retorted angrily, with her heart racing and her face turning pale.

The man has no emotional response, and his voice is cold, mechanical, " the sick name is, 'Wonder Woman.'We need to eliminate Wonder Woman.”

Hearing this answer, Wonder Woman's eyes flashed with panic, and the whole figure was dealt a heavy blow. Her body began to tremble, leaning weakly against the wall, feeling deep despair and helplessness, facing the ruthless man.

"you... What do you mean? "Her voice trembled, her eyes filled with fear," I'm Wonder Woman, I... Not a disease. Her voice was choked, and her body trembled like a fawn. She is Wonder Woman, a powerful superhero. How can she be considered a disease? What a ridiculous and sad idea.

The man looked coldly at Wonder Woman, with no expression of compassion or compassion on his face, and he calmly said the frightening words: " It seems that you are more sick than we think. It seems that we need some more aggressive treatment methods."

The words, like a cold dagger, plunged deep into Wonder Woman's heart, leaving her breathless and weak. She wanted to refute, wanted to laugh, but she had no strength, she can only look at this cold man, feel endless despair and fear.

The man's voice was cold and firm, as if he were announcing a fact that cannot be changed: " Remember, you're one, just one, we'll cure you, you'll make Wonder Woman disappear."The words echoed in the room, and the cold wall reflected the sound, which made it even more harsh.

Wonder Woman's heart suddenly tightened, as if something was frozen in her heart. She tries to stay calm, trying to find the hole in this frightening trailer, but her thoughts are like a tangle of threads, no clue, no direction.

She closed her eyes and tried to block everything from the outside world, but the man's voice seemed to reverberate in her mind, leaving her unavoidable. Fear was like a cold current, rushing from her head to the bottom of her feet, making every inch of her skin tremble. Her breath became rapid, her chest fluctuated, and her strength receded from her body like a tide, leaving only weakness and despair.

The man calmly picked up the plate and came over, and the delicate tableware looked particularly powerful in his hands. Silently, he began to feed Wonder Woman, delivering the spoons to her mouth, each accurate. His movements were rigorous and cold, like a very sophisticated machine.

Wonder Woman didn't resist. She struggled to swallow the food, and every bite seemed to suffocate, and every bite felt bitter. She kept her head down, letting the man control her diet, at his mercy. The food was delicious, but miserable in her mouth.

She silently chewed the man's words in her heart, as if to digest a great nightmare. She's Wonder Woman, which is her identity, her honor, her faith, and she can't accept being taken away. However, the man's words are like a sharp sword, coldly stabbed into her heart, let her pain almost can hardly breathe.

The man put the bucket at Wonder Woman's feet and surveyed her with cold eyes. Wonder Woman saw this familiar bucket, the heart of a heavy. She stood up helplessly, enduring her physical weakness and nausea.

The man comes along and ruthlessly unlocks the chastity band on Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman didn't fight back. She knew it would only add to the pain. The moment she untied the chain, her cold touch gave her a piercing sense of shame and weakness.

Wonder Woman looks at the man, squats on a bucket without dignity and begins to excrete. She felt the man's almost transparent eyes, and the deep sense of humiliation made her body feel more powerless. However, she knew that she must be patient, and that she could not let men see her weakness. She did her best to empty her urine and feces. She looked at the bucket and felt like a animal, ruthlessly deprived of her last dignity.

The man wiped Wonder Woman's urethra and anus without any expression, and then restored her with a cold chastity band. The whole process is so mechanical, as if to treat an object, not a living body. After the man finished all this, he packed up his things and left, not even a look back.

Wonder Woman lies on a sound-absorbing cotton, both physically and mentally exhausted. She looked quietly at the ceiling, thinking about everything she had just done. Her body was still trembling, because of shame or fear, she was tell. She did not dare to touch the cold chastity band, the mark of her lost dignity.

Then she began to think about what the man had just said."Wonder Woman," a name she was once proud of, has now become a "disease."And she is being "cured."Wonder Woman felt a chill at it. She closed her eyes, her tears slipping down her cheeks. She felt so fear, that she was gradually losing herself, that she was, the great Wonder Woman, was being erased bit by bit.



Wonder Woman leaned against the cold wall, her eyes staring empty ahead. All the pain, humiliation, fear, are like things far away, and has nothing to do with her. Her heart has been frozen, and everything in the world has become so far away, as if covered by a faint fog.

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and a strange man came in, pushing a small car. The car is equipped with various haircuts and cleaning tools, and the man, is a professional posture, like a barber and cleaner mix.

Wonder Woman slowly turned her head and looked at him. The man's face was not familiar, and she could not read any information from his expression. He quietly pushed the car to her, then began to sort out the tools, looking himself.

Looking at all this, Wonder Woman doesn't feel fear or panic. She just looked at quietly, with a deep numbness in her eyes. All this, seems to have been beyond her understanding range, she can only watch quietly, let the river of time will wash her away.

The man's voice is calm and firm: " One, we will perform a therapy, by changing your appearance, to accelerate the disappearance of Wonder Woman.”

Hearing this, Wonder Woman felt a touch of unusual alarm. She recovered a little from her numbness and asked eagerly, " What are you going to do?”

The man calmly pulled out an electric rod from the small cart, and his eyes were firm and cold: " Please cooperate with the treatment, the patient.”

Wonder Woman's heart is filled with stubbornness. Her black hair is the only part of her in this hellish place, and she would rather be shocked than cut it off. She straightened her back, stood up, and looked at the man, her eyes shining firm.

However, the man ignored her resistance, lifting the electric rod in his hand, and then a painful current passed through Wonder Woman's body, unable to control her body and falling to the ground. Her world was dark, and all the sounds had disappeared, leaving only her own painful breathing.

Wonder Woman's body twviolently and cold sweat on her delicate skin. She gritted her teeth, determined not to let the pain beat her. She is not only protecting her black hair, but also protecting her freedom, dignity and courage, which are all symbols of her survival and her pride as Wonder Woman. She stared at the man, her eyes shining unyielding.

No cry, though the wild beast ravaged her muscles on the floor, painfully twisting the body. Her beautiful face was twisted in pain, and her sexy body seemed to express her freedom and dignity under the threat of the electric current.

However, the man did not have any pity, his face is filled with cold words, just mechanically constantly press the switch of the electric rod. He doesn't seem to care about wonder Woman's pain, and his eyes are cold, as if looking at a patient to be treated, rather than an emotional, thoughtful person.

Wonder Woman has been fighting hard, but the severe electric shock makes her body temporarily disabled. She fell to the ground, her eyes wide, staring at the endless void. Her body has been unable to listen to her will, but her consciousness is still awake, sensing everything around her.

The man finishes the shock and picks up Wonder Woman up and makes her sit down against the cold wall. He picked up a towel and a haircut from one side and began to prepare for Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman's eyes follow the man's movements, her despair mixed with indescribable pain.

Wonder Woman gently covered her sculptural body as she grished a sense of indescribable despair. Her heart was filled with fear, but she could not struggle, she could not resist. Her sexy but weak body could not break free, and she could only watch the black hair she was about to lose.

The man's movements are skilled and mechanical, and he seems to ignore Wonder Woman's fear and pain. Wonder Woman's heart is beating wildly in pain, and her body is even more powerless because she cannot resist.

The man's action without hesitation, the barber in the hand of Wonder Woman's scalp gently slipped, beautiful black hair in this moment into nothing. Each wisp of hair fell, like carving a deep scar on Wonder Woman's heart. With her hair deprived, Wonder Woman feels like her self is being erased.

Her scalp was gradually shaved, feeling that the air directly touched the scalp, giving her a sense of loneliness of being abandoned by the world. The man's movements are mechanical and fast, and he has not cut them out with the dignity of Wonder Woman.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and big tears rolled from them and moistened her cheeks. However, she could not make any sound, can only silently endure the pain and despair. Her body has been powerless against the cold wall, her legs slightly trembling, looking sexy and beautiful, but unable to produce a trace of strength.

At this moment, her heart was overwhelmed with endless sadness, and she had lost the courage to resist, and even the power of the cry had disappeared. She can only cry silently in her heart, for their own hair, for their own dignity, for their lost all cry.

Wonder Woman's eyes follow the broom, watching the strands of black hair being swept into the dust basin. She closed her eyes wearily, but she could feel the coolness of her scalp, a sensitivity that she had never felt before. Every time the scalp touched the cold air, her heart would beat, as if she had lost a precious thing.

Her shoulders droop feebly, and the vertical shoulder line forms a striking contrast to the smooth bald head, revealing a heartbreaking beauty. Her face, originally paired with gorgeous long hair, is now more three-dimensional because of the bare top of the head, more eye-catching. Her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her bridge of her nose, her lip line, and every detail is shown at this moment.

Although her beauty is weakened, it still cannot hide her charm. Although cut off hair, bound by chastity and bound clothes, weakened by electric shock, but her body is still beautiful, still sexy, that repressed, bound beauty, more touching, like a bright gem covered by soil, but can not hide its light.

The man sweeps the floor and leaves, leaving Wonder Woman sitting alone on the cold floor, looking at the empty room, feeling the coolness of his scalp, filled with sadness and helplessness.

Wonder Woman lifted her weak body in pain, her weak legs were like trembling reeds, and she persisted, constantly rushing her bare head against the wall. Her white face emerged a kind of pain and angry expression, that feeling like being wanton torn flowers.

Her tears, mixed with sweat, were dripping down her smooth cheeks on the tight constraint coat, wetting the cloth. The dress was wrapped tightly around her body, which curved her figure, and even in this pain, her body was still sexy and charming.

Her chest heaved through the wailing, and the constraint could almost be seen moving up and down her chest, as if rolling with her cry. Her slender legs, also trembling slightly in the struggle, as if to prove her weakness.

She rushed feebly to the wall, but the sound-absorbing cotton had absorbed almost all her strength, and she felt hardly any pain in her head. Her desperate eyes looked at the front, the feeling of powerlessness, helplessness, like to swallow her whole person.

At last, her body, unable to support herself, fell to the ground, her bare head fell on the cold floor, her eyes staring at the ceiling, and her body lay weak with exhaustion, but it could not hide the beauty and charm of her body. Her body seemed to be carved more beautifully and sexier in this pain.

Wonder Woman's emotions finally explode, trying to fight for her best, but her tightly bound arms prevent her from moving.'No, no, no! How dare you!'Her voice was full of despair and anger, like a wounded lion roaring in the darkness.

She tried to break free from her restraint, but the tough restraint, like an insurmountable mountain, severely limiting her movements. Her body is twisted on the ground, the tension of the muscles makes her body line more beautiful, but at this time, she is full of pain and helplessness.

Her eyes were angry and pleading. "How dare you!"'Her cry of despair pierced the cold space. However, no one could have heard her voice, and she could only struggle in this silent hell.

Wonder Woman fights all night, tired of seeing the door open and a familiar man walks in. Looking at the tired Wonder Woman, the man said slowly, " One, you didn't have a good rest, which is not good for treatment."His tone was full of indifference, as if he were handling an insignificant matter.

Wonder Woman closes her eyes tightly, trying to contain her inner excitement. Her throat was tight and she wanted to spit out her anger and unyielding to the man, but she could only make a faint grr. Tired swept through her like waves, losing her voice.

The man looked at her flat, without any emotional fluctuations. He had long been used to it, and no matter how much she struggled or resisted, the result was always the same. Because here, he is the maker of the rules, and she is just the "number one" smoothed by the system.

Subsequently, the process of excretion begins. She watches the men unwind her chastity belt, and then she excrets from the bucket. When the man wiped her urethra and anus, after wearing a chastity belt for her again, her heart once again suffered a heavy blow. Watching the man leave with something, she lay feebly on the sound-absorbing cotton.

This mechanical nature of life makes her heart feel extremely tired. Every day, she had to endure the same process, the same pain. She felt deeply sad to see her body gradually adapt to this hateful environment. Once she was, so free, so powerful, and now, she has been almost completely domesticated by this disgusting place.

She told herself that this was not her, that she was Wonder Woman, a symbol of freedom and courage. But all this seems to be slowly disappearing in the cage. Her biological clock was completely adjusted, and her willpower was gradually lost in this endless torture.

Wonder Woman felt the change in her personality, and she knew that Wonder Woman would really be cured. She planned to try it out. Wonder Woman begins to follow the daily pace of life closely, knowing that every tiny detail could be the key to escape. She began to notice the steps, eyes, and movements of the man every time he entered, and she began to think about how to use their casual moments to strike them hard, and then escape from the place.

She knew that it was a tight prison, and that there might be a lot of guards outside it, possibly complicated electronics, and possibly other dangers, but she had no other choice. If this goes on, she knows she will lose her consciousness and power as Wonder Woman forever, and she must escape.

Wonder Woman observes, thinks, and makes plans every day. She knew it was a dangerous game, but she had nothing left to lose. She knew that she had to win, that she had to return to her own world, back to that world of freedom and power.

Daily meal and excretion became a part of her exploration and plan. She tries to find out the man's weakness and find the possibility of escape. In the endless darkness and despair, her heart still remained tenacious and full of hope, she knew that she must never lose herself in this cage of demons forever.

The man walked into the room as usual, carrying the plate, Wonder Woman took the opportunity, her strong legs kicked hard, her bald head pushed the man to the ground, Wonder Woman's action instantly shocked the man, she pushed hard, the muscular thighs bounced up like a wind, rolling him all over the ground. Wonder Woman burst out of the room, her bald head shining in the cold white light, like a comet of speed and power.

The dense doors on both sides of the corridor made her impossible to determine where the exit was, but she had no time to think about it. She chose a direction and began to run with all her might. Her arms were firmly bound to wave freely, which makes her unstable during the run. But her legs were trying to keep her forward, and her strong thigh muscles were constantly contracting and relaxing, pushing her forward quickly.

Her bald head and body were soaked with cold sweat, as if every pore was calling for the desire to escape. Her breath was short and deep, like a crazy-running machine, trying to get more oxygen from the limited air. Her heart seemed to be forcibly dragged out, beating wildly, and every beat made her feel deep exhaustion and despair.

But she can't give up, she can't stop. She felt her strength drain rapidly, but she gritted her teeth, took her legs, and ran. She knew that she could not stop here, that she could not fall here, and that she must escape.

Wonder Woman is like a lost child in the narrow corridor, looking around for an exit. Her sight passed over every door, but every door was exactly like the room in which she was imprisoned, without any marks. Her heart beat on her chest, and the cold sweat dripped from her bald head, soaking through her bound clothes.

Her breath grew heavier, her thigh muscles began to ache, and her steps grew heavier. Her divine powers were sealed, and the long imprisonment and lack of exercise made her burn so quickly that it made her feel increasingly desperate. Her exhaustion was like a heavy anchor, trying to pull her into the dark abyss.

Wonder Woman knows that she is losing power and her pace is slowing down, but she still stubbornly forward. Even if the road seems endless, even if there seems to be no hope ahead, she can not give up, can not stop.

Wonder Woman's muscles begin to spasm, with a tingling sensation penetrating like a needle into her thigh muscles. Her body tells her that she is beyond her limits, but she knows she can't stop and she can't give up. Although her every step is like the blade, every step is a struggle against fatigue and pain.

The restraint clothes were tightly wrapped around her upper body, making her breathing difficult. She felt a sense of pressure on her chest, as if a big stone had fallen on her chest. She tried to breathe deep, but the air seemed to become thin and her lungs seemed to be burning.

Her vision began to blur, and a light feeling surrounded her. Her head began to spin, and her steps began to shake. She felt as if she was groping in the dark, a fear began to seep into her heart.

Wonder Woman's bald head was covered with cold sweat, and sweat was dripping through her forehead on the hallway floor. Her bare thighs were also wet with sweat, and her muscles appeared tight in constant cramps. She felt that her power was losing, and as if her body had been drained.

Wonder Woman falls on the cold floor, exhausted. She struggled to get up, but her body seemed to stop following her orders and fell to the ground without moving. Under the influence of lack of oxygen, her consciousness began to blur, the sound and scenes around her as shrouded in fog.

Suddenly, several figures gathered around, she could not see their faces, can only feel their hostility. Holding the electric stick in their hands, they came up towards her ruthlessly. Her weak body had no escape before them.

The electric sticks touched her skin, and the sharp pain made her body tremble involuntarily. Her muscles had spasms from an electric shock, and the pain pierced the bone marrow. But in the pain, Wonder Woman did not cry, she gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with stubbornness. In the face of pain and torture, she persevered and refused to show weakness to the enemy.

Wonder Woman's eyelids trembled slightly, opening her eyes hard to find herself back in her cold solitary cell. She tried to move her body, however, a strong pain made her pumping and felt like a split.

Her body resisted fiercely, and her muscles contracted nervously without any change. She was sweating profusely, and the strange foreign body made her feel as if her lower body was going to tear apart. She tried to adjust her breathing, inhale deeply, and exhale slowly to ease the severe pain.

The pain was so intense that she was stuffed with her vagina and anus. She wanted to try to see it, but her sight was blocked by the chastity band, and she also realized that her body was restricted, even if she wanted to discharge a foreign body, she could not do it because of the existence of the chastity band.

Her face was twisted by the pain, her body trembled, and the sweat was dripping through her pajamas. She tried all her strength to suppress her fear and pain, but the pain was like a needle that she could not ignore. Every cell, every muscle, told her that her body was suffering what she had never suffered.

As foreign bodies in the vagina and anus begin to vibrate, Wonder Woman's body instantly stiffens and her pupils contract sharply. Her sharp breathing echoed through the silent room, tearing at her nerves together with the indescribable sensation.

Her body was hit by an electric current, trembling continuously, and the muscles of her body were strained involuntarily. The contraction and relaxation of her muscles shook her skin like a windy lake. And those vibrating foreign bodies, like stones in the wind, constantly hit her sensitive parts, causing endless pleasure and pain.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, wetting her skin like a waterfall, and wetting her personal pajamas once again. Each deep breath made her feel like she had been pulled away, followed by the violent mixture of pleasure and pain.

She struggled hard to expel the foreign body from her body, but the chastity band was like a strong wall that could no longer break through no matter how hard she tried. The muscles of her arms and legs contracted with the struggle, but nothing was changed.

Such pain and pleasure, let her reason more and more blurred, her heart beat like a storm, her psychological struggle like a beast in her heart bite. She struggled with the pain and pleasure, but each resistance was like adding fuel to the fire and making her feeling even stronger. Her body, her psychology, are in this strong feeling, began to slowly collapse.

With the interweaving of pleasure and pain, Wonder Woman's body seems to accumulate a powerful force, like a fire, burning her body and mind. Then the force, like a floodgate, gushed out, with uncontrollable intense emotions and feelings, she reached the peak.

Her body became instantly stiff and then began to writhe violently. Each muscle fiber contracted and dilated wildly under her mind. The bound chest fluctuated in the gasbreathing, as if trying to break free and breathe heartily.

Her skin was instantly soaked with cold sweat, her forehead, neck, chest, were wet with sweat, wet to her skin, her eyebrows tight, nostrils wide, breath after breath.

Her legs were shaking, and her muscles were twitching wildly like being hit by an electric current. At that moment, her whole body was trembling for the coming of that moment, trembling like a leaf swaying in the wind.

Then, she suddenly opened her mouth, her muscles suddenly tense, a warm current from her body, through the cracks of the chastity belt, wet the sheets.

At that moment, her psychological struggle became even more intense. Her heart was filled with endless feelings of shame, shame, and remorse. She's Wonder Woman and she shouldn' t climax in this situation. However, no matter how her psychological struggles, her body can not deny the real feeling from the body. This contradictory feeling made her mind even more confused, as if it were a mess. Her consciousness slowly blurred in this powerful feeling, and her heart struggled in that endless sense of shame and pain, but was unable to find a way out.

The two foreign bodies are like two merciless tormentors, constantly shaking without any stopping, pushing Wonder Woman's senses to the limit. Her body is forced to endure unimaginable stress once after orgasm. Every time, her whole body will twitch violently, the sweat on the skin like rain, cold sweat wet her skin, let her feel a chill.

Her chest rose violently, and every breath was like a breath of life with death. There was a deep, hoarse gasp in her mouth, as if trying to find some comfort in her pain.

Her muscles shrank constantly in exhaustion and pain, and every convulsion made her feel endlessly exhausted. Her hands and feet began to feel numb, like a bound beast, unable to move.

Her nerves seemed to be burned, each climax exhausted her spirit to the extreme, and her consciousness began to blur, like a dying spark. She shouted silently in the depths of her spirit, her heart beating wildly in pain and shame, and every jump seemed to announce to her of her incompetence.

However, just as her body and mind were about to collapse, the two foreign bodies began a new round of shock. Each vibration was like a needle thrust into her nerve, bringing new pain and shame in her body.

She felt her heart broken in pain and despair, and her spirit gradually died away in the torture. However, no matter how much she struggled, her body could not resist the pleasure from her body. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was torn apart in pain and shame. However, just as she was about to break down, the two foreign bodies began a new round of vibration, pushing her feelings to a new climax.

The man calmly pushed open the door and looked at the bent Wonder Woman on the ground, without a trace of emotion in his eyes."1," his voice is calm and merciless, " it seems not that you have much energy now.”

Wonder Woman's response was almost inaudible, and her voice seemed to be overwhelmed by pain and exhaustion to leave only a slight trill."Please, shut them off... Take them out.... I'll die."Her voice was filled of despair and pleading, a kind of weakness and pain.

However, moments after she said that, the two foreign bodies began a new round of shock. Her body shook as violently as an electric shock, and her voice stopped, replaced by a deep groan of pain. Her muscles contracted violently in pain and vibration, each time like a deep mark across her body.

Her skin was already wet and covered in cold sweat. Her breath was short and weak, and every breath seemed to struggle for a little air in her life. Her body was too tired to move, allowing only the pain and pleasure to rage through her body.

Her eyes were full of tears, looking at the man in front of her, her eyes were filled with despair. Her heart broke down in pain and struggle, and her nerves were almost shattered by severe pain and orgasm.

However, the man only looked at her coldly, without any sympathy or pity. His eyes were only cold and unemotional cold and hard, and he just quietly watched her struggle in pain, without any action.

At that moment, Wonder Woman feels despair and fear she never had, her heart cries silently in pain and fear, her body shakes weakly in pain and orgasm. Her consciousness gradually became blurred, and her world was only left only with pain and fear.

The man stood at the door of the room, his voice was cold and ruthless: " Because you do not cooperate with the treatment, we can only do this bad strategy."His words are like a cold wind, making people feel deep cold meaning.

He glanced at Wonder Woman, whose body was still twitching in pain, lying feebly on the ground, without a trace of pity or sympathy in his eyes."There'll be medication. Wait."His words were full of threats and a deep fear.

He said nothing more, turned and left the room, leaving Wonder Woman alone struggling in pain and fear. Her heart was filled with fear, her body shook feebly in the pain, and her eyes were filled with despair.

The man's words echoed in her ears, and the medication, which filled her heart with fear. She didn't know what happened next, but she knew that it would never be a good thing.

The man went quietly into the room, holding a tray full of food. Wonder Woman's appearance at this time made him slightly frown, the continuous climax has made her body overdraft to the extreme, every convulsions and trembling are very weak.

The man walked up to Wonder Woman and said nothing, but picked up the spoon on the tray with one hand and gently scooped up a spoonful of food. Wonder Woman's eyes are blurred, she looks at the man, her lips trembling, and her body has no strength to resist.

The man sent the spoon gently to her mouth, and his movements were gentle, as if to take care of her gently. Wonder Woman didn't resist. She opened her mouth and was fed by the men.

The food slowly dissolved in her mouth, her body too weak enough to have the strength to chew. The man gave her a bite to her mouth, and there was no emotion in his eyes, only indifference and determination.

In an alternation of pain and pleasure, Wonder Woman is fed by a man. Her body was weak, her eyes were blank, and she was in the hands of this cold and ruthless man, like a rebellious bird. The food slipped through her throat and fell into her empty, dry stomach, and her body desperately needed it, but it brought about deeper despair and weakness.

The combination of pain and pleasure has already blurred Wonder Woman's consciousness. The foreign body in the vagina and rectum shook endlessly, and the endless stimulation was like a tide, pushing her to one climax after another, and then pulling her back to the pain of reality.

She could not escape, but could only bear it powerless. Her legs spread feebly, and her muscles were so exhausted that it became difficult to breathe. She was sweating, with her short hair sticking to her forehead, and drops of sweat falling from her bald head and falling on the already wet sheet.

With pleasure and pain, Wonder Woman feels like a machine that cannot stop, forced to orgasm again and again. Her nerves seemed to have begun to numb, the continuous orgasm made her body feel extremely tired, and the pain made her from a moment of peace.

Her eyes had become hollow, and she looked at the ceiling, her lips groaning slightly. Her body trembled, her muscles scaled, and she writhed weakly, but with any effect. She felt herself overwhelmed by endless pleasure, and each climax made her consciousness more blurred.

Wonder Woman waits in endless pleasure, waiting for an end that will come. She can not resist, also can not escape, she can only sink in this endless pain and pleasure, let this cold reality torture her.

Wonder Woman's mind slowly recovers in the fog, and suddenly, the shock that leaves her physically and mentally exhausted stops. She wanted to take a breath, but found that the restraint clothes tied her tightly, so that she could not make anything too big. She breathed, gasped, like someone who had just emerged from the bottom, trying to stabilize her breath.

Her vision was blurred, but she could clearly see the man preparing the injection nearby. His eyes looked at her coldly, without any emotion, as if he were treating an insignificant subject.'On number 1, we don't want to use medication. Please answer me, who are you?'His voice was as cold as the devil's whisper.

Wonder Woman's heart beat faster, and she felt the lasso of truth wrapped tightly under her chest, as if countless vines were clinging tightly around her body, allowing her to escape. Her throat was dry, but she replied firmly, " I am....... Wonder Woman!"

The man sighed, there was no emotional change in his face, just looked at Wonder Woman and said calmly said, " Number 1, it seems that your condition is very serious, we have to use medication."

Wonder Woman felt a moment of despair. Her body began to tremble slightly, but she still held her teeth tightly and did not allow herself to make any sound. Her arms were held tightly, her muscles were strained under the pressure of her clothes, as if at any moment.

However, her body has been extremely tired, she knew that she could not resist, but her heart is still maintained the last trace of tenacity. She's Wonder Woman, she's the princess of the Amazon people, and she uses her will to fight this cold reality until the last minute.

The cold needle slid down her firm skin and instantly instantly into her muscles. Wonder Woman's eyes are hurt violently, and her body subconsciously tries to resist, but her restrained clothes are tightly bound and unable to move.

She felt a chill slowly passing from the position of the needle to her body, which was the feeling of the drug injection into her body, a cold, numb feeling. The man left the room without nostalgia after the injection, leaving Wonder Woman alone in the empty room.

There were two huge foreign bodies still stuck in her vagina and rectum, and although they had stopped shaking, her lower body still ached. She tried to move her body, but she could only feel a piercing pain.

Her body trembled, not because of cold, but of pain and fear. The feeling of being completely controlled and potentially destroyed by pain at any time made her heart contract tightly.

Wonder Woman knows that she can't yield under such torture, she must find a way to escape, otherwise, she may really lose herself here and become the "number 1" in the man's eyes.

Medicine is like an invisible hand, slowly pushing her into a blurred fog. Her thoughts began to get mixed up, unable to concentrate, as if her brain were stuffed with cotton. Her eyes began to blur, and her body felt nausea and weakness.

She struggled to stay awake, but her mind seemed to be overwhelmed by a slow-flowing syrup, thick and dull. Emotions began to lose control, sometimes endless fear, sometimes angry rage, and sometimes deep despair. She realized that she was gradually losing her self-control.

The once mighty invincible, full of the sense of justice Wonder Woman, that once soaring in the night sky, the goddess image, in the face of drugs, is the effect of drugs. Wonder Woman is like being trapped in a huge whirlpool, constantly sinking into a dark abyss.

Every day, men "treat" as they as scientific experiments. Feeding, body cleaning, management of excretion, to language education, and finally drug injections. Every procedure is like a precise gear, step by step, with no mistake.

Under the influence of the drug, Diana became dull and drowsy. Her thought was like walking in the fog, and with every attempt to concentrate, it was like struggling in a sticky mire. Weak and vulnerability became her norm, and Wonder Woman, once omnipotent, is now so helpless.

Her life is thoroughly planned and controlled by the man's schedule. Eating, excretion, all physiological needs seem to be calculated precisely, without any deviation. Her body was no longer her own, but completely resigned to that harsh schedule.

The image of Wonder Woman has been slowly stripped away by drugs and time. In the corner of the room, only one woman was domesticated and lost to her body. Wonder Woman, it's really gone.

Every day, Diana's consciousness is further disintegrated, her ego gradually fades, and the figure of the once-Wonder Woman becomes weaker and weaker in her heart. Now she just follows the schedule, eating, excreted, receiving treatment. Everything about her was completely controlled by the man, and she was like a tame animal, with no self, no thinking, no resistance.

Her mental state has fallen to rock bottom, dominated by drugs and men. She was depressed and indifferent to everything, as if her soul had been withdrawn. Every day is like a nightmare, she just mechanically followed the man's instructions, no ego.

Once Wonder Woman, the brave warrior, has now become so negative, so weak, what is the irony and pain. She was bound in this small space, her mind was bound, tamed by medicine and the man's words. It was an endless pain, a mental torture. However, she had no way to resist, but to let this happen.

When the two dildos vibrate through her body, Wonder Woman can't help but twist herself, as if to welcome the abuse. Her legs rubbed involuntarily together, and her hips kept sticking up, as if inviting a deeper invasion. Her body has become so sensitive that even the slightest touch has made her spastic.

Her breath became rapid and her face was red like a bitch in heat. A growlow in her throat, obscene and full of desire. Her lower body was filled with two dildos, a feeling that felt as if she were burning.

Her body became hotter and hotter under the stimulation of the vibration, her lower body seemed to be burning warmly, her legs kept twitching, as if to expect more satisfaction. Her whole person seemed to fall into a state of madness, that desire seemed to burn her reason, leaving her only a beast longing for satisfaction.

The two dildos in her body became a new to her way of perceiving pleasure. Her spirit was so confused that she was unable to recognize reality and be ashamed. Every time the two dildos began to vibrate, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, excited, unconsciously twisting, as if enjoying the joy of the abuse.

The bound clothes tightly wrapped her body, like a merciless shackles, limiting any movement. The lasso bound her arms tightly so that she could not break free. She can not escape the cage of this reality, can only let the two dildos in the body constantly vibration, bring a wave of pleasure.

Each climax, has made her body even weaker, more weak. She was unable to resist, and could only let that feeling sweep through her body. Her body trembled violently in every vibration, as if in a struggle of pain and pleasure. That pleasure overwhelmed all her reason, she could not control her moans, and her face was covered with an expression of pain and enjoyment.

Her body trembled under every shock of an orgasm, and her muscles twitched in weakness. Her breath became rapid, her face flushed, and her sweat slipped from her forehead, soaking through her constrained clothes. Her heart beat fast, as if to jump out of her chest. Each climax took her to a new state, and her world was left with the pleasure of the abuse.

In a world of drug control and pleasure control, Wonder Woman has gradually dissipated. Her powerful power, her brave spirit, her wisdom and kindness, are all deprived by the power of darkness. Her former self, the noble, righteous wonder Woman, is fading away like the dust blown away by the wind.

Now she, only that shell, the dark power, the lost soul shell. Her name is Diana, but she is no longer the same Diana. Her body was still there, but her spirit, her soul, is no longer there.

Her world was left of pain and pleasure, and her life was left of obedience and waiting. Her eyes lost their focus, her language lost her meaning, and her life lost her purpose. She is like an empty shell, with no soul, no thought, no consciousness, just mechanically living there.

This is the end of Wonder Woman. A former superhero, a former goddess, a former hope, now leaves only a soulless shell, played with by the dark forces, controlled by pain and pleasure. In this world, Wonder Woman no longer exists.
