Note: This is the fourth installment of the Clone War Series. The first installment, Super Honeymoon, is available at the GW Page of Dianathe Valkyrie site at Super Honeymoon  the second installment, Wondrous Wedding Night, at Wondrous Wedding Night  and the third installment Newlywed Dinner Party at  Newlywed Dinner Party
 
 

Having defeated Queen Hippolyta, the Mightiest of Amazon Warriors, the dastardly Clone, Mark 1 despoiled the defeated Queen of her Crown and of the Goddess Hera's Girdle of Power, and impudently donned the precious Amazon artifacts herself.

After preening herself a moment, in her illicitly acquired finery, the victorious clone half turned,  raised her brief skirt, and thrust her girlish rump in Hippolyta's battered, tear ravaged face. The significance of her gesture was unmistakably clear to the hapless Queen.

As the clone pushed the Queen's face toward her pert buttocks, regal pride struggled with the unfamiliar, newborn terror in Hippolyta's ample bosom. Brutal defeat and shameful capitulation, had robbed the noble Queen of so much of her Amazonian fortitude that the terror won out. She dared not refuse even this degrading homage to the victor.

Nothing so aroused the clone's passionate sexuality as to defeat and degrade a foe. It was no surprise that she was scarcely to be satisfied by a kiss on the behind from the defeated Queen.  Dispirited Hippolyta abjectly surrendered to another loathsome command.

Once sexually satisfied, the despicable clone was eager to show off her trophy. Like a domestic cat that proudly brings the entrails of its victims to its master, Mark 1 could hardly wait to present her prize to her beloved Master Lex. First, though, she would secure the captive Queen in a manner that would properly accentuate the extent of Hippolyta's defeat and fall.

Defeated in battle, despoiled of crown and Girdle of Power, forced to degrade herself to the triumphant Mark 1, the sniffling Queen was in a state of dazed shock, and numbly let herself be propelled along by the insolent clone. The clone's physical intimidation was hardly necessary to impose her will on the cowed Royal Amazon.

Mark 1 forced the sniffling Queen into the basement, where she secured her by chains from an overhead water pipe.

Once she had inescapably bound the Queen, Mark 1 went off to telephone her evil Master Lex of the new acquisition. She then had her fellow clone, Mark 2, fix her a double bourbon in celebration.

A short time later, Princess Diana arrived home, and put the twins to bed for their afternoon nap. As soon as she changed from her street clothes into her normal household attire, a demeaning parody of the proud costume she'd made world famous as a crusading crimefighter, she hurried to the kitchen to begin dinner. There, she heard moans and sobs from the basement. To her horror, Diana found her beloved Royal mother a battered prisoner hanging from an overhead pipe. She screamed in shock.

Just as Diana descended the basement, steps, the evil archfiend Lex came to the front door. It was still open, as Hippolyta had left it. The bald scientist came in, like Hippolyta, without invitation.  Hearing Diana's screams from the basement, the portly criminal genius didn't wait for his two evil clones, but proceeded to investigate on his own. Seeing the beautiful Hippolyta in such embarrassing distress, Lex gasped in astonishment. Mark 1 had of course told her Master of the capture, but he was unprepared for the stunning beauty of the mature captive. As he gaped in wonder, Diana pleaded, with heartrending sobs, to release her unfortunate mother.

Hearing the commotion, the two clones now joined the group in the basement staring at poor Hippolyta's mortifying misfortune.

"Ah Mark 1 you've done excellently, but I think you can let the Queen down from there! " Lex told his diabolical creation. "After all, it's not everyday we get to entertain royalty!"

Though she would never disobey an order from her beloved Master, the clone was none too pleased at this one. As Mark 1 indignantly and none to gently freed the still sniffling Queen, she muttered " "Shit! I just got the big cow up here!"

All the while, the evil Lex couldn't tear his eyes from Hippolyta's buxom, curvaceously full figured charms.

 It was as though Lex, was struck by the proverbial 'thunderbolt'. He found himself completely smitten by the beautiful Queen. She was every voluptuous whimsy he'd ever fantasized about. The very woman of his dreams. To have such a woman as his wife! What a joy, that would be!

Totally inexperienced with women, Lex's unpolished proposal was somewhat graceless, and lacking in finesse.

Graceless though the proposal might be, Queen Hippolyta was in no position to refuse, not with Mark 1 standing nearby glaring at her with undisguised malice. The unimposing little man seemed less threatening, than being subjected to the merciless spite of that cruelly sneering little bitch.

Planning soon to be the Master of the World, the black hearted Lex saw no need for any ceremony to formalize his union with the reluctant Queen. He announced that they would get on with the honeymoon directly.

Mark 2 eagerly offered the use of the guest room for the nuptial event.

Shortly afterward, in the Trevor guest room, the evil scientist and his reluctant Royal bride prepared to consummate their union, at least Lex prepared.

"Why don't you get comfortable, My Dear?" Lex invited removing his suit coat.

"You mean take my clothes off, in front of YOU? I HARDLY think so!" Queen Hippolyta sniffed disdainfully, having recovered a bit of her Royal dignity, in the absence of Mark 1.

"If you're shy, My Dear, or accustomed to having royal servants to wait on you, I can ask Mark 1 to come in and assist you?"  Lex offered, not entirely innocently.

The thought of the vicious clone's hands touching her again, decided Hippolyta to be a bit more accommodating, at least for the moment. She reluctantly removed her simple tunic, and briefs, Mark 1 having removed nearly everything else.

"Maybe I can stall the little toad!" Hippolyta thought, hopefully.

Once Hippolyta removed her garments, Lex had, himself, finished disrobing. Seeing the legendary Queen of the Amazons in all her nude glory, if a little battered and bruised by Mark 1's fists, Lex impulsively took his bride in his arms.

Such presumption was too much for the haughty Queen. Hippolyta angrily smacked Lex across the face.

"Watch it Buster, or I'll throw you through that wall!"  Hippolyta snarled furiously; in her indignation, forgetting for the moment that the dreaded Mark 1 was in the very next room.

The short, pudgy scientist fell back from the wrath of the tall, imposing, powerfully muscled Warrior Queen, the look in her eye more intimidating than the slap, itself. Hippolyta, rigid with the righteous outrage of affronted Majesty, glared ominously at Lex. Blue eyes snapping with the seeming power of Jove's thunderbolts, her glare was so witheringly baleful, that like that of Medusa, it might well turn a man to stone.

Yet, Lex did not retreat as far as prudence might seemingly dictate, when faced by the righteous Royal wrath of an injured Warrior Queen of fabled prowess, one easily twice his size, nor did he even call for the aid of his demonic clone.

Instead, the small portly man murmured. "Sorry, M'Dear! Hoped it wouldn't come to this!" Then amazingly, Lex plucked the huge, Amazon Queen bodily from the floor, lifted her overhead, and forcefully flung her onto the bed.

Unable to credit her own senses as to what just happened, Hippolyta sat up in disbelief. Furiously she tried to kick the little man, but he adroitly dodged her foot.

Moving with amazing quickness, Lex seized Hippolyta's outstretched leg and flipped the huge Queen over on her belly. A split second later, he grabbed her wrist, and rammed her left arm behind her back, twisting it until Hippolyta howled in pain.

As he savagely twisted his prospective mate's arm, Lex complacently congratulated himself on his foresight. "Lucky I implanted some of that Kryptonian DNA in my own body, and those Klurkor tricks Mark 1 showed me are most useful, as well!"

"Ow, ow! All right, DAMN it! LET Go!" Hippolyta finally wailed. Lex instantly released his reluctant bride's arm.

"S-suffering Sappho...(sniff)...you didn't have to twist my arm off, you Brute!" The Queen sniffled, more than a little chagrined by her second defeat of the day, and this to a plump, wimpy looking little MALE, at that.

"Sorry, My Dear! Didn't want to hurt you, but Mark 1 confided to me, she thought you're one of those women who liked it a little rough in the bedroom! Hope I didn't offend you!"

Lex had little experience with women, and Mark 1 had become like a daughter to the childless bachelor.  He'd come to rely on her in many ways. In this instance, of course, Mark 1's advice may have had some malicious intent. Though Mark 1 would never turn on her revered Master, she had no such loyalty to his new wife.

"That Bitch!" Hippolyta thought as she rolled over on her back and sat up, with, what in a lesser woman, might be mistaken for a seductive wriggle. Chagrined by defeat or not, she was intensely aware of the excited tingle Lex aroused in her, as he masterfully subdued her. Perhaps, though motivated by malice, Mark 1's appraisal of the Mighty Queen was not entirely amiss.

A long life full of the hardships of battle had made Hippolyta a realist. When she grew up, any Amazon defeated by a male lost the respect of her Amazon sisters, and she was expelled from their society.  In those barbaric days, the unfortunate exile had no choice but to accept the protection of the victorious male, making the best of a bad situation, and hoping the brute wouldn't make her sleep in the barn, or beat her more than once a week.

Of course, the realistic Hippolyta had no intention of broadcasting the news that a male had beaten HER, and being ostracized by her subjects,  "What they don't know back on the Island won't hurt them, I guess!"  but she stoically concluded she had no choice but to accept the situation at least for the moment. "Hey, Mom always said, 'If you can't avoid it, lay back and enjoy it!' and that was AFTER the whole Athenian army gang banged her!" Hippolyta reminded herself

She might be prejudiced by upbringing and custom toward that 'other lesser gender', but Hippolyta was by nature an extremely passionate heterosexual woman.  Only her queenly pride in her Amazon heritage, not to mind the prying eyes of her adoring subjects, prevented her from occasionally seeking the solace of male company.  Even so, there had been that thing with Hercules, not to mind a few others over the long years, and of course that story she told her gullible subjects that her daughter Diana was fashioned from clay and the Goddess breathed life  into her. "Hah! They ate it right up! I guess I could just as well have told the poor simpletons that I found the infant under a cabbage in the garden, or that a stork dropped her off; they'd never believe their righteous, feminist Queen would ever let herself get knocked up, by a traveling wine merchant!" Hippolyta concluded later, when her outrageous fabrication had become an article of faith among her subjects.
 

Accepting things as they were, Hippolyta appraised her new mate, as though seeing him for the first time. "Well, I suppose I could do worse!" She concluded.

"That bald head's kind of cute, somehow, and he's built better than you'd guess from that awful suit, kind of cuddly looking... AND he is VERY well endowed!" Hippolyta's eyes gleamed as she concluded her critical inspection with a sly glance at Lex's crotch. Lex was proudly aware that the alien DNA had had an amazing augmentative effect on a penis size, once no more than adequate.

Once resigned to the inevitable, the insistent tingle in Hippolyta's loins became a hot longing eagerness to get on with it. It had been a LONG time!

"Well, don't be shy! Come over here!" The beautiful Queen breathed huskily, patting the bed invitingly.

Lex needed no second invitation.

When an ecstatic Lex at last rolled off the Queen's sumptuous form, Hippolyta lay a back a moment thinking.  "Suffering Sappho! It's been so long, I'd forgotten how much fun it is! I could go around again!" She reached over to the panting Lex and pulled him closer.

"C'mere, my fat little piggy! I've got something for you!"

This had turned out to be the most exciting night of Lex's life. "What a WOMAN!"

It is said the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, and Hippolyta demonstrated to her new husband, that her daughter had not come by her oral talents entirely by accident.

Though inexperienced in the ways of women, Lex was a quick learner.

"Ouuu! NOT BAD! " Hippolyta breathed, in pleasure. "Hmmph! That Bastard Hercules would never do this!" She remembered. "The Little Toad is at least a gentleman! Ooaa, and quite a talented gentleman at that!"

Much later, a satiated mad scientist lay beside his beautiful, and equally satiated Amazon bride, and apologized. "I really felt something of a cad using force like that! I must apologize, My Dear!"

"Well, I guess I don't mind a little wrestling foreplay as long as it's in fun!"  Hippolyta replied in a much more amiable mood than when the evening began. "And I must admit, you did it in a very gentlemanly way! Not what I expected at all, after I met that clone bitch of yours!"

'Sorry about that misunderstanding, Dear!" Lex apologized, again. "Mark 1 can be a bit impulsive!"

Yeeahh!"  Hippolyta replied ruefully, gingerly touching her blackened eye.

In a bedroom down the hall, an anxious daughter fretted. "Oh Merciful Minerva! I hope everything is okay, and he's not hurting her! I'm sure poor Mom doesn't know anything about that kind of thing! She's always so strait-laced, and prim and proper, and I know she hates men so! I wonder if she even knows the mechanics of it? Maybe I should have had a little talk with her, first? Mom is just like Gran! I loved the story Mom told me, that when Gran was captured by the Athenians, she was so pure and innocent, they treated her with the greatest respect and never dared lay a hand on her!"

It must be confessed that Diana was one of those Amazons, who unquestioningly believed her mother's story of her own origins from a lump of clay, as well as many other sanitized versions of  family history and fable her mother told her, for her edification, when she was growing up.
 

"Mom wouldn't know how wonderful it can be, with the man you love!". Diana sighed wistfully,  glancing sadly at the empty spot beside her in the bed.

Hippolyta's involuntary sacrifice of throne, chastity and honor, was not in vain. Besotted by the pleasures of his captive royal bride's ample, fleshy delights, the long celibate Lex's plans for world domination receded further and further into the future.

This is the end of Clone War 4,  In-law Trouble, but our story will continue at a later date in Clone War 5. Kissing Cousin.