Tam-Ra, part 3 - Amazon Supremacy By Jobber Joe Wonder Woman struggles against a young tormentor Watching from within the pit in her official station as Diana's duly appointed match referee, the willowy blonde, Valora, is irresistibly drawn to the increasingly one-sided struggle between two gorgeous women she knows so intimately.. The young blonde drinks in the agonizing fear in Wonder Woman's usually serenely composed face. She has long idolized the once invincible Wonder Woman, and has been filled with nothing but the utmost respect for her Queen, even of late, while carrying out her secret trysts with the young redhead. Yet, it is a guilty, forbidden thrill for Valora to see the mighty Amazon looking so scared and helpless, completely overwhelmed by the strapping young redhead. Wonder Woman's high-pitched wail of distress unavoidably intoxicates her beautiful blonde amazon lieutenant, Valora's excitement and unchained desire, not for her Queen, but rather for the sultry, tantalizing Teen Tyro of Tiburra, growing with every passing moment. Valora avidly watches the battered and bloodied Amazon Queen shuffle dazedly away from her young tormenter, only to have Tam-Ra tauntingly slap her across the face one more time. The demeaning slap both shames and angers a still prideful Wonder Woman, and she swings at Tam-Ra with a wild, weary roundhouse punch. Tam-Ra dodges the ponderous blow easily, and slaps Wonder Woman again, merely toying with the hapless superheroine at this point. Poor Diana, her wondrous powers mysteriously zapped by the overpowering, relentless and perversely sensual assault of a vastly superior, ravishing young amazon, tries desperately to hit the wily Teen Tyro, but she has sadly lost all her amazing coordination and grace. Her blows are wild and weary. She is staggering around on rubbery legs, panting and sobbing in frustration. Tam-Ra stays just out of reach, darting forward to slap Wonder Woman at will. It is callous, cruel, and tragically sad, but Diana's once loyal top lieutenant, Valora, continues to drink it all in, her excitement nearly orgasmic at the degrading treatment her long- time Queen is suffering. Finally, after staggering almost clear around the battle pit in a desperate, futile battle dance with a much younger, quicker foe, an exhausted Diana clumps to her knees in weary despair. Then, as Tam- Ra stands haughtily over her, cocking her power-laden fists menacingly, the usually indomitable defender of justice begins to tremble uncontrollably. She gasps thinly, hot, wet thighs rubbing uselessly together as she tries to rise, not once, but twice, falling back in rubbery legged resignation both times. She is near naked and totally vulnerable, and for perhaps the first time in her life, really scared. Without logical thought, she despairingly tries to escape now, by crawling away from her tormentor, on hands and knees. Tam-Ra follows, easily keeping up with Wonder Woman's painful progress. With every step, Tam-Ra slashes the old amazon's big gleaming behind with the leather crop she now holds in her hand, having pulled it from Valora's leather sheath, with Diana's would be lovely lieutenant offering no protest to the pilfering of the light implement of discipline and battle. Every cruel lash leaves another burning welt on that opulent flesh. Tam-Ra is rapidly stripping Wonder Woman of her proud, amazonian self-control, and the unfortunate crimefighter howls dreadfully, at each kiss of the lash. As Wonder Woman nears the edge of the battle pit, Tam-Ra gives the crop back to Valora and catches the fleeing Amazon by her thick, glossy, ink-black hair. Tam-Ra jerks Wonder Woman upright. She jams a knee hard into the back of Diana's curvy leg, and then slams another knee into the other hamstring. Wonder Woman's once strong legs are paralyzed by pain and exhaustion, going numb from the blows as she falls flat on her face. Tam-Ra bounces painfully down on top of her, Wonder Woman moaning at the jarring impact. On top of the fast fading Queen, Tam-Ra plays with Wonder Woman's magnificent body, as if she was no more than a beautiful, life-size human play toy. She reaches under Wonder Woman's captive body, slipping several fingers beneath Diana's star spangled bikini bottoms and immodestly fondling her raven-thatched, pubic mound. Her long fingers audaciously invade the firm labia, burrowing right into Wonder Woman's pussy. She brazenly tickles Diana's clitoris. With her other hand, she crushes an exquisite, pink-tipped breast, squeezing and pinching the enormous globe. The embattled Amazon Queen realizes, with a pang of horror and red-faced shame, that the hateful Teen Tyro owns her beautiful body, now. But she still vows that Tam-Ra will never own her soul as well. Yet, against her usually indomitable will, the subjugated superheroine's tyrannized body unavoidably responds to Tam-Ra's sensual assault. She trembles on the edge of a truly momentous orgasmic climax, directed by the iron will of the she-devil on her back. Her sex and pain addled brain is numb, her battered, over- stimulated body weak and vulnerable. She fights desperately to hold out against the imperious, demanding will and iron-strong body of her ravishing teen tormentor. Just when it appears Diana cannot possibly hold out any longer, Tam- Ra rises from the quivering body of the once indomitable Amazon Queen, now humbled so absolutely. She contemptuously turns her over on her back, with the toe of her boot. She looks down, smirking triumphantly, and sneers. "Pretty soon, you'll beg me to do that to you, Wonder Slut!". Tears run down Wonder Woman's ravaged face. Horror and despair dim her dark blue eyes. What has this she-hyena done to her? She has never felt so helpless in her life. Tam-Ra has stripped her of her stubborn, self-confident pride in her strength and self-control as easily as she'd earlier stripped away her colorful top. Tam-Ra, merely toying with the once proud superheroine at this point, hauls poor Diana up to her feet. Then, holding Wonder Woman's left wrist, Tam-Ra smashes a right uppercut to her chin. The big, chesty Amazon staggers backward a step or two, and then flops over backward. Lying at Tam-Ra's feet, her beautiful, curvy legs writhe, as she tries vainly to get up. It's no use, even with the BELT there is just no strength left in her phenomenal body. For a few moments, Tam-Ra stands over the superheroine's admirably formed figure, grinning at the sight of this so-called "Wonder Woman" now crouching servilely at her feet. Tam-Ra silently savors the complete annihilation of the universally revered superheroine and Amazon Queen. Tam-Ra glares at the battered, cowed, tragically beaten Diana now, and barks down at her trembling form, "Eyes up SLUT!". Still trembling unavoidably, and loathing the feeling, but no longer able to withstand the imperious will of her powerful young tormentor, Diana looks almost meekly up at the ravishing redhead, stammers softly, "I'm the Queen of Paradise Island; you can't, you can't treat me like this!" Tam- Ra's green, feline eyes blaze furiously. "Don't you ever dare talk back to me like that! You're my slave! Nothing but a worthless little slut, Wondie; and you better get used to it, Queen my ass!" And then, "You'll do whatever I want you to, Wondie. Pretty soon, I won't even have to tell you! You'll learn to anticipate my whims!" She shouts furiously down at the broken dark haired beauty while poor Wonder Woman cows in abject fright, her near naked body shaking like a leaf. Her once brilliant blue eyes are glazed over and watery, and worse yet, as she stares meekly up at the goddess like body of her young superior, she is filled with an ever more urgent perverse longing, terribly aroused by that impossibly beautiful amazon's bod looming over hers. Hating herself for feeling so, Wonder Woman nevertheless achingly longs now to be dominated by that gorgeous hunk of amazon flesh. The feeling is undeniable, palpably strong, her already violated pussy fairly gushing as another tormented spasm grips her shuddering body. After stifling a thin gasp, poor Diana hangs her head in shame and revulsion. Out in the assembled crowd of amazons and other villagers, open wailing and shocked gasps are heard as they watch their beloved Queen so shamefully capitulate to the imperious demands of this long red-haired, absolutely terrifying, and ravishing, amazon warrior. Tam-Ra grasps the crouching superheroine under the arms now, and drags her to her feet. She shoves the tottering older amazon against the earthen bank, Diana's nearly limp body needing a prop. Then, without warning, Tam-Ra attacks her defenseless victim unmercifully. She sinks her hard fists into Wonder Woman's firm, rubbery white flesh. Completely out of fight, Wonder Woman moans pitifully as Tam-Ra's brutal blows ram into her helpless body. Nearly disabled by grievous injuries, Wonder Woman dodges and parries as best she can. It isn't nearly enough! Tam-Ra easily dominates her fatally weakened body, with brutal hard fists. Unable to defend herself, Wonder Woman begins to sob in frustration and stark fear of the sadistic Teen Tyro. Shouting, "Shut up, slut!" Tam-Ra opens her fists, and methodically slaps Wonder Woman's face back and forth, with vicious contempt, the slaps making poor Diana squirm and moan thinly, so perversely aroused as she is by Tam-Ra's overpowering charms and stunning total dominance. Finally, Wonder Woman sinks to her knees, both woozy and giddy from Tam-Ra's physically and sensually overwhelming attack. Tam-Ra just keeps on relentlessly slapping the heroine. The shock of onrushing defeat fills Diana with shame, and victimization by the vastly superior Tiburran Amazon has crushed Wonder Woman's self-esteem and, yes, sent her notorious libido in orbit. Unable to escape or retaliate, the excruciating combo of pain/perverse pleasure almost unendurable, Wonder Woman breaks completely, meekly begging, "no no, no more; pleeez stop, I'll do anything you say, pleeeeezzzzzz!" Tam-Ra pulls her up to her laughing haughtily, smirks, "Anything, you say? How very sweet; our comely little Queenie here is now a full fledged WONDER SLUT! Hah!" Poor Wonder Woman is draped limply in Tam-Ra's strong arms, her head and arms lolling back, moaning pitifully, juices yet again streaming down her hot, slicked down, weakly quivering thighs at the cruel verbal abuse being leveled on her now. As Tam-Ra slowly eases up on her tight body squeeze, the defeated Superheroine begins to slowly slither down the ravishing redhead's impossibly sculpted, gorgeous young amazon's body, whimpering and gasping as her collapsing body slides across the sculpted superbod of her alluring, and devastatingly powerful, young conqueror. "KNEEL SLUT! I command you!" The words hammer at Wonder Woman's consciousness, as though Tam-Ra has hurled boulders at her. Her powerfully curved legs shake uncontrollably, quivering like warm jell-o. Her knees buckle and she feels her strengthless legs give way. completely "Hera, help me! I am BEATEN; And I am a worthless SLUT!" The defeated Amazon Queen whimpers, as, inch by excruciating inch, she sinks to her knees. Then Wonder Woman hears a weak, timid little voice saying. "Y-yes I obey!" In despair, she knows the voice is her own. Tam-Ra snorts contemptuously. "Address me, as 'Mistress'!" "Y-yes, Mistress!" the vanquished Wonder Woman answers, as though in terrible pain. She is intensely aware of everything that is happening, but she no longer controls her own body, or soul. They belong to her new young Mistress now "Crawl on your belly, SLUT", Tam-Ra demands imperiously. Cowering on hands and knees, and so enfeebled it is a great effort just to stay shakily upright from there, the enslaved superheroine starts to crawl forward. Tam-Ra shouts angrily. "I said crawl on your belly, Bitch, not all fours!" Wonder Woman meekly glances up, Tam-Ra's smoldering green brown eyes easily intimidating her. Wonder Woman's own blue eyes drop submissively to the ground. She obediently lays down on her stomach, and awkwardly inches her way across the sun- baked earth.. Stripped to her gold belt, her progress is especially painful to her bared bosom and belly.. It is beastly torment to scrape her lavishly proportioned bosom against the rough ground. Wonder Woman is panting breathlessly, by the time she reaches Tam-Ra. "Now, up on your knees, and kiss my crotch, SLUT" Tam-Ra commands. The proud Amazon blinks her eyes in shame. Tears flow down her face. Broken and enslaved by a superior woman who now owns her, body and soul, she has no choice but to obey. With some effort, and then only with the help of the beautiful young blonde, Valora, who gingerly props her defeated Queen up and holds her steady, Diana is finally up on her knees, head bowed in servile defeat before her young conqueror. Tam-Ra reaches for Valora's leather crop again, pulling it from its sheath at the comely blonde's hip, and impatiently taps the flared end against her own tautly muscled thigh. Poor Diana shakes her head wearily, whimpering. Tam-Ra angrily snaps the crop across her upraised ass cheeks, snarls, I said my CROTCH! WORSHIP IT, SLUT!". The cowed Amazon Queen gasps at the stinging sensation in her big, rounded buttocks, shudders at the snarled words, tries to bring her bowed head up. But she is far too weak, her head dropping heavily, chin almost touching her big, heaving bared breasts. Spittle mixed with a faint trace of blood seeps out of both corners of her mouth. She is pitifully beaten, a pitiable sight kneeling there so meek and helpless before her ravishing young tormentor. Tam-Ra is running out of patience, angrily lashing the flared crop end across poor Wonder Woman's bared backside now. The defeated Amazon Queen howls shamelessly, her indomitable spirit, gritty courage, completely gone. She is nothing more than Tam-Ra's meek, submissive, amazon play toy now, a weak simpering, broken woman, shuddering and trembling in fear mixed with perverse arousal at the closeness of this young goddess, at her shameful capitulation. The juices fairly drip down her softly trembling alabaster thighs as she tries yet again to obey her young Mistress, raise her lips to Tam-Ra's damp loincloth. It is no use, she is too feeble for even this elementary task, her head lolling limply. Tam-Ra lashes her angrily 1,2,3,4, maybe a half dozen times, Diana's battered, exhausted body trembling violently with each lash. The defeated superheroine appears to almost climax after each cruel lash, she is that far gone into a steamy netherworld of euphoric submission, where pain/pleasure mix as one. That great Amazon's body has forsaken her, is completely drained. Meekly, hoarsely, she whispers at Valora between gasps of shuddering arousal, "please,unnnh,. Gawwwwd, Help,.gunnnnh, m m meeee, Unnnnggggh!" Diana's lovely top lieutenant bends over, a quizzical smirk on her beautiful young face, grabs the broken, cowed Amazon Queen quite roughly by her matted dark locks, yanking poor Diana's head up. Valora, snarls in a low, husky voice down at the simpering, once indomitable Wonder Woman, "you are a spineless, fat-titted old cow, ya worthless slut! Queen my ass!" Tam-Ra beams at the snarled words from Diana's supposedly loyal and devoted "flavor of the month", whispers back, "well spoken, my fair haired one, couldn't have said it better myself." Valora merely nods, a slight smile playing on her beautiful countenance, while poor, beaten down Diana snivels shamelessly, tears streaming down her face and mixing with the sweat, spittle and trickle of blood on her chin. Then, with Valora, still with a cruel grip on her damp, disheveled black hair, guiding her, the defeated superheroine has her face lifted, tongue darting out obediently as Valora guides her to the damp, musky bare skin on one side of Tam-Ra's brown loin cloth. Slavishly, with Valora guiding her along, the broken, completely submissive Amazon Queen servilely laps her tongue over the steamy surface high up and inside Tam-Ra's big beautiful thigh, then moves to the other side, obediently lapping up as much of Tam-Ra's free flowing juices as she can while the imperious Teen Tyro sighs appreciatively and lustily pumps her wide, powerful hips against Diana's bobbing head. All around the pit Diana's legions of followers wail in despair and shock at the sight of their beloved, and once indomitable, Queen slumped on her knees and suffering the humiliation of paying homage in such a way to her young superior. Many are also screaming obscenities at Valora, calling her a traitor and worse; but she merely smiles, content in her knowledge that she has the strapping young redhead as her defender and protector. At some point, as Diana finishes up her total crotch worship, her slavish tongue even licking up the salty wetness caked on Tam-Ra's wringing wet loincloth. the young redhead looks disdainfully around at the angry, shocked rabble and whispers at Valora, "they are only empty words, my dear; pay them no heed, though I have noted those who are most persistent in their complaints, and they will be appropriately dealt with at a later time." "Yes, my Queen", reverently responds Valora, while the defeated, and soon to be deposed, current Amazon Queen, so far gone that Valora's traitorous words and actions register not at all on her pain and sex addled brain, continues to slurp and grunt in her earnest ministrations. An Amazon warrior is taught from a very early age to always strive for perfection in any task they undertake, and to Diana's sodden brain she now must service her new young Mistress as diligently as she can. And she does so, pleasing Tam-Ra at the earnestness of her slavish affections. At length, Valora releases her death grip on Diana's hair and the rag doll former superheroine falls back limply, moaning softly. Disdainfully, Tam-Ra nudges her dark haired girl toy's sumptuous legs out to wide spread-eagles, then sits right down over the unmoving Amazon Queen, flinging poor Diana's arms back over her head before sitting back, luxuriating in the total dominance she now holds over the pitifully cowed and broken creature beneath her. Tam-Ra lounges almost languorously atop the helplessly supine body of the fallen superheroine, as though she is lazing on a silken cushion. She laughs at the sick look of defeat, clouded by perverse arousal, in the formerly fearless blue eyes that stare back at her, poor Diana gazing up at her powerfully alluring young Mistress with unmistakable slavish adoration now. All of the fight has long since gone out of Wonder Woman's straining body. Now, totally defeated, indeed both physically and emotionally conquered by a far greater force than she could ever again hope to be, she is a helpless prisoner, herself, Tam-Ra's meek and submissive plaything. To emphasize her total triumph, Tam-Ra leans over and mashes her lips against Wonder Woman's bruised mouth. There is no eroticism in the kiss. It is purely a token of savage, total dominance by one woman over another. The once proud warrior and superheroine known as Wonder Woman meekly endures, her aroused body responding unavoidably to the tongue probing kiss, while Tam-Ra kisses the helpless Amazon Queen long and hard, until Wonder Woman's head is whirling and her enflamed pussy is fairly gushing yet again. Tam-Ra sits up now, wiping her mouth lustily. "Well, Wondie, it's time to get you out of the rest of your silly costume. I like my slave-girls naked, as more befitting their place in life." Standing up, Tam-Ra grabs Wonder Woman's right leg and pulls her red boot off; then does the same to the left, laughing at and blissfully ignoring Valora's giggling protest, "no, no, leave the boots on, kinkier that way". Boots removed, despite Valora's protests, Tam-Ra purrs maliciously at the cowering superheroine, "I want you on your feet, for your full unveiling!" She pulls and tugs, and slaps the hapless Amazon, until Diana is forced to stand up, sort of. Nominally on her feet, her gorgeous legs rubbery and weak, Wonder Woman falls back against the wall for support, the ever attentive Valora holding her upright while Tam-Ra kneels in front of her, and slides her fingers inside the waistband of Wonder Woman's shorts. Poor Diana gurgles helplessly, her voluptuous body trembling at Tam-Ra's cruel, possessive touch. With a triumphant smirk and a mighty tug of her rippling strong arms, the domineering Teen Tyro rips and shreds those star spangled panties away, leaving the shamed former superheroine stripped bare, save the glistening gold "wonder" belt still snuggled around Diana's trim waist. . Tam-Ra props the glassy eyed amazon up against the earthen wall of the small battle pit, about to deliver the final savage blow in this brutally one-sided beatdown. Poor Diana weakly, plaintively, asks, "who are you? how can you do this to me? I'm Wonder Woman ", then gasps and cries out sharply, her defeated body shuddering, while hot sticky fluids gush from her already wringing wet crotch just before Tam-Ra's pillaging fist rocks her head back, turning out the lights on the superheroine's long doomed fight and vaunted crime fighting career. As Wonder Woman's beaten body twitches spasmodically beneath her, the unconscious beauty's blue eyes rolled back in her head, Tam-Ra sneers down at the pitifully beaten creature at her feet and snorts "I am Tam-Ra, Mistress of the World; thanks for asking, SLUT! And you, my dear, are far from Wonder anything at the moment; hah hah!" With the vanquished Amazon Queen still unconscious on the arena floor, the conquering redheaded Teen Tyro parades around the ring, glorying in her overwhelming triumph, and greedily seizing Diana's tiara and gold plated sword, symbols of a fallen Amazon dynasty, when Valora, the match referee, eagerly offers them up as rewards of victory. Then, with the assembled amazons and villagers gasping in shock, Diana's imperious young conqueror turns, facing the crowd, and crushes the delicately crafted gold tiara in her strong hands before flinging the twisted mass out into the rabble. Then, she brings the flat side of the gold bedecked Queen's sword down hard across the top of one tautly muscled thigh, the corded muscles in her awesomely powerful legs snapping the sacred instrument in two. Still holding the handle of the broken sword, Tam-Ra goes over to a weakly moaning Diana now, who is still spread-eagled on her back, but slowly coming around; while the ever attentive Valora, kneeling between the defeated superheroine's backstretched arms, coyly tugs and tweaks at her still swollen and rock hard nipples with one hand while gently slapping the pitifully beaten raven haired beauty across the face with the other hand. Tam-Ra motions Valora back with a sly smile and a wave of her hand, then straddles Diana's limp body as she stands proudly over the vanquished Amazon Queen. The ravishing young redhead reaches down, grasping the only remaining item still wrapped around poor Diana's otherwise stark naked body, the glittering gold belt, its magical influence long since short circuited during Wonder Woman's lust crazed meltdown. Displaying incredible arm strength, and anchored by those impossibly defined, rippling strong legs firmly planted on the ground, with one hand the mighty young amazon pulls on the golden belt, lifting the defeated, stripped naked superheroine up off the ground. One feet.. now two feet in the air, arms and legs dangling down lifelessly, head thrown back to reveal that beautiful face now pale and smeared with foamy spittle and blood still running down from her gaping mouth. With glazed over blue eyes staring vacantly out at the swirling sea of faces around her, the former Wonder Woman is a pitiful sight, hanging upside down beneath the steely, raised arm of her ravishing young conqueror, her savagely beaten body twisting tortuously. Slowly turning around so all can see the ravaged wreck of their long revered former Queen, Tam-Ra, brandishing the stubby end of Diana's golden sword high with her free hand, haughtily addresses the rabble: "Fellow amazons, women of the village and all you scummy bastards they call men, this is what your so-called queen has been reduced to; isn't she lovely? HAH! she is a fat titted old cow, a feeble amazon pretender who really wants nothing more now than to be my horny little SLUT TOY full time, as you've already seen" A weak little gasp and moan escapes the dangling dark haired woman's spittle caked lips now as the edge of the gold belt digs painfully into her hips, replaced by a whimpered cry of anguish as the ever diligent, Valora, now clearly fully allying herself with the new Amazon champion, flashes the flared crop end across one of Diana's thighs and hisses, "silence, SLUT!". Tam-Ra looks approvingly at her comely blonde assistant, then continues: "yes, she is nothing but a horny little slut, and disobedient at that, as you have just seen." Then, to Valora, "Thank you, my pet, for handling that untidy bit of business." Addressing the rabble again, Tam-Ra continues, "the miscreant will begin her training forthwith; but let me remind all you women and swine that this pathetic creature dangling here, that you once called Diana, Queen of the Amazons, is a fraud, always has been. She IS NO AMAZON! nor is she any kind of a WONDER WOMAN! Far from it; she is corrupt, spineless, too utterly weak in both body and spirit to call herself an Amazon, or most laughable, a DEFENDER OF JUSTICE. What a crock! There is no justice in the world, except as it is to be defined by me from here on out. For I am TAM-RA OF TIBURRA, Mistress of this lowly, wretched slut of a woman you see here now, and soon to be MISTRESS OF THE WORLD! Nothing, nobody, can stop me, for this is my DESTINY!" With that, Tam-Ra callously drops the dangling dark haired woman once known as Wonder Woman, laughing haughtily as the broken beauty clumps to her back on the dusty ground, her ravaged body twitching and jerking spasmodically. Then, hauling the feebly moaning dirt and blood specked creature up to her knees by grabbing a big chunk of her matted dark hair, Tam-Ra snarls huskily, "Service me, BITCH! Start with my right thigh; clean it up, all of it, with your tongue, stupid; do it NOW!" While their fallen queen is on her knees meekly, obediently, but, tellingly, urgently running her tongue over her ravishing young conqueror's big beautiful thighs with what looks like slavish adoration, Tam-Ra calls out one more time to the anguished throng, "My People, meet WONDER SLUT! Ain't she a piece of Work? Hah hah!" Now, with poor Diana, or rather Wonder Slut, slavishly lapping away at Tam-Ra's broad, rippling thigh, many of Diana's most loyal lieutenants line up for a ritual parade of honor past their new Champion and presumed soon-to-be new Queen, each pausing to plant a kiss on Tam-Ra's beautiful young face before dutifully pledging their allegiance, as per the Amazon code, to the stunning redhead. The last of the amazons parading by to pay their respects is the comely young blonde warrior, Valora, who is held tenderly by the sultry Teen Tyro in passing before Tam-Ra, mostly aloof and regal to this point as Diana's former charges have offered their congratulations, uncharacteristically returns Valora's kiss with a tongue probing, passionate embrace of her own before releasing the lovely blonde. Then, Tam-Ra is off, looping a leather cord around the subjugated Wonder Slut's neck and dragging the cowed, completely submissive dark haired beauty off on all fours for a night of partying and revelry with comely amazons now courting her favor in Diana's own quarters, now of course claimed by the new Amazon queen. And for likely a lifetime of devoted worship by her famous new slave to her new Mistress, the Towering Teen Tyro of Tiburra. The worship and devotion continues unabated throughout that night as a matter of fact, with the former renowned superheroine once known as Wonder Woman, now dubbed Wonder Slut, submissively offering her voluptuous body for the wanton pleasures of Tam-Ra and a at least a dozen of the redhead's favored new attendants, the comely blonde, Valora, prominent among them, in an fleshy orgy that goes on for hours. Finally, inevitably, Wonder Slut, all used up, collapses in absolute sexual exhaustion and lapses into a deep slumber that will last for nearly two days. When she wakes up, she will be in the Slave Quarters in Tam-Ra's sumptuous private villa on Tiburra. And life will never again be the same for Wonder Slut or her former comrades and subjects on Paradise Island, not to mention the so-called outer world, the Free World she once roamed so majestically as the beautiful and beloved Defender of Justice. Diana Prince, Wonder Woman and Amazon Queen, is no more. What remains in that luscious body is too pitiable to describe; for, although the exterior beauty remains, inside is but a broken shell of a once great amazon. As for the ravishing young redheaded amazon, Tam-Ra, new Amazon champion and queen, she has never had a hornier or more devoted servant than this busty raven haired creature she now owns. Life is grand on Tiburra, for some at least, and Tam- Ra, Towering Teen Tyro of Tiburra, is just getting warmed up. (to be continued)