In a nontraditional ceremony at a Wiccan Wedding Chapel, the bride's mother escorted her daughter down the aisle. Alongside her Royal Mother's queenly form, even the tall, sturdily built, Amazon Princess bride appeared delicately tiny. As they walked at stately pace, with a dignity only Amazons of Royal blood can muster, the anxious mother once more reiterated her nagging concerns regarding this wedding.

The bride had repeatedly assured her dubious mother that this marriage would be a partnership between equals; that husband and wife would share all domestic duties equally; that her new mate would respect and revere her, and allow her the freedom necessary to carry out her mission to bring justice to the world of males.

Her mother nodded dubiously and muttered. "Honey, pigs only fly in fairy tales!" The bride smiled with patient, daughterly forbearance. What could her mother know about true love?

Yet that evening, when the nuptial festivities were over and the guests all departed, the Royal Mother's dire predictions appeared to be coming true. Alone in their luxurious bridal suite, the new groom, whom she had always regarded as a perfect gentlemen made a demand that the somewhat prudish Amazon bride considered indecently coarse and offensive.

When Diana indignantly and haughtily refused, the grinning groom had the temerity to strike her.

Incredibly the hard slap staggered the mighty Amazon warrior, and nearly brought tears to her eyes.

Surprised by the power of the dastardly slap, righteous anger immediately overcame shock in the bride's ample Amazonian bosom.

Incensed by the unrepentant groom's flippant reply, the outraged feminist icon swung her mighty Amazon fist at her new mate.  She'd show HIM!  No mere man should be allowed to treat any woman, but particularly an Amazon Princess, that way!

Yet the punch that might have felled an ox, whizzed harmlessly over the abusive husband's head, as he displayed a quickness that was near superhuman. His return punch unerringly found its mark though, in the bride's very well muscled but delectably contoured tummy.

The brutal power of the belly punch dropped the beautiful Amazon to the floor in disbelief, and incredible anguish. This was inconceivable! No one ever knocked HER down before, and with a single punch? How could she guess that the man she loved had been replaced by one of the evil Lex's fiendish clones.

Now, one might say almost anything derogatory about an Amazon, and be met with gentle and indulgent, feminine sufferance, but there was one thing Amazons are very sensitive about. No one better dare question their martial skills. The furious Amazon leapt from the floor and flung herself at her impudent mate, with fire in her eyes.

Instead of being bowled over by the angry Amazon's irresistible onslaught, her new husband dexterously caught her in his arms, lifted her off her feet and swung her high into the air, then slammed her down across his extended knee in a back breaker.

Her entire body racked by the fierce pain in her back, the stubborn Amazon doggedly struggled to her feet. In her distress she was hardly aware that her halter, always at some risk, had failed her at this critical moment. Her husband dutifully informed her of the lapse. Even at this early stage of their marriage, he'd developed that uncanny, husbandly, near telekinetic ability to say the one thing guaranteed to send his wife into ballistic fury.

Predictably furious at his crude rejoinder, yet, as the prim Amazon Princess rose, she modestly, if inadvisably, paused to adjust her disheveled costume, and her new husband brutishly struck again.

After the second brutal kick, the bride near swooning slumped to her knees.

Still unable to believe that she had anything to fear from any adversary, particularly one of that other gender, the proud Amazon jumped angrily to her feet, as soon as her swimming head cleared.

Despite furious Amazon determination, the cloned groom struck first.

Unable to withstand the terrible power of the clone's skinny arms, the helpless Amazon Bride began to lose consciousness, and finally slumped helplessly in her husband's arms.

When his helpless bride inevitably passed out, the grinning clone sat down and gently laid his unconscious mate across his bony knees. With a quick gesture, he pulled down her star spangled briefs revealing a derriere of mouth watering perfection to his gloating eyes.

As the cruel clone tugged down her spangled lower garment, the proud superheroine woke with a start, to find herself draped helplessly across her new husband's lap, just like...just like a...a naughty child! Diana hadn't been in this humiliating position since she was seven years old, and her Beloved Mother had chastised her for a childish prank. Oh this male beast wouldn't DARE! Would he?

Unfortunately the evil clone did dare to lay hands on an Amazon Princess. The mortified bride squealed in painful shock. This mere man had just smacked her delectable behind harder than her Mother the mightiest of Amazon Warriors had on that day so long ago. Oh the indignity!

At the second incredibly painful slap to her fully rounded behind, the bride clenched her fists furiously and uttered dire threats of retribution, but her new husband chuckled unconcernedly at her threats.

As the painful spanking went on, pain drove thoughts of retribution from the proud Amazon's mind, at least for the moment.

The pain became so unbearable that abundant tears flowed down the Amazon bride's stern but  beautiful face.

Even the staunchest Amazons have their limits, and the pain became so intense that Diana momentarily forgot she was a Proud Warrior Princess; she began to beg and plead with her new husband to stop, as she furtively wiped the tears from her big blue eyes.