Black Rose, turns to Wonder Woman. "Show this pitiful male his place, dear."

"Gladly, Mistress Black Rose." She sauntered up to the cowering Superman brushing against Black Rose as she past, deliverately lingering to insert her hand in Rose's dripping wet pussy, and then suck in her juice soaked fingers when she pulled them out. "Sweet nectar!"

Wonder Woman stood over the cowering form of Superman, feet spread to shoulder width and hands on her powerful hips. She was totally naked except for the bracelets on her wrists, her tiara long since reduced to a mangled heap of scap when she used it as a makeshift dildo on Black Rose during their bout of lovemaking.

"Get up!" Demanded Wonder Woman sternly, looking down at him.

Superman, still clutching his crushed hand got to his feet, trembling. His cock was still standing to attention, his painful errection just would not go down, and the lack of relief was driving him slowly insane.

"Diana, please. It's me Kal. You can't do this to me." He begged.

"I can do anything I want. I realize that now. My Mistress has freed me from my inhibitions and limitations."

Wonder Woman, placed her hands under her huge but firm breasts, cupping them. "You like these, don't you?" Superman could only gulp, trying to comprehend where she might be going with this conversation.

"Don't bother, I know the answer. I've seen you alll those times checking me out, staring at me when you thought I wasn't looking. Well... now that you're this close to them... why don't you reach out and touch them."

Superman hesitated, looking confused.

"DO IT!" Thundered Wonder Woman.

Superman gingerly reached out and touched one of her breasts with his good hand, marvelling at the soft skin, masking the unyielding hardness beneath.

WW reached out, taking his hand in hers, and guiding it between her breasts, then pulling her own hand back.

Superman bit his lip in pain as WW removed her hand. Now it was only his hand between the two mighty breasts. As Wonder Woman breathed in, her chest expanded, pushing her breasts together. Superman winced in pain, as he felt the huge force beearing down on his hand.

He started to tug on his hand, vainly trying to pull it out, but it was stuck fast. Trapped in a vice-like grip between Wonder Woman's breasts.

She laughed and flexed the muscles of her chest. Her two breasts swelled visibly, crushing Superman's hand with irresistable force. There was a loud crack! As his other hand shattered, squeezed to a pulp by Wonder Woman's breasts.

Blood dripped from between her breasts, and when Wonder Woman relexed her mucles, Superman held up his crushed hand in front of his face in horror... it was totally flat.

At the sight of his now useless hand, he feinted, pitching forward, he face impacting against WW's breasts. He face literally bounced off, but not before her harder than diamond nipple sliced open his cheek.

Superman collapsed to the floor at her feet.

What do you do now?

	Wonder Woman has fun crushing other parts of Superman's body
	Black Rose takes charge again

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