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museofspeedTitle: The Lasso Compels Me
Fandom: Golden Age Wonder Woman
Characters: Etta Candy/Wonder Woman
Word Count: 1072
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's Etta Candy. And Wonder Woman. Using chains and a magical lasso. So yeah, sex.
Author's Notes: This is officially the porniest thing I've ever written. I even put details. Also, this may actually have happened in the comics. And of course, thanks![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
julius12 for her betaing skills.
“Oh, Etta, you don’t think these flimsy little iron chains could hold me, do you?” Wonder Woman asked, smirking confidently.
Etta Candy grinned back. “Of course not, Wonder Woman! That’s why I’ve got your unbreakable lasso, isn’t it?” She stood on tiptoes to wrap the lasso around Wonder Woman’s arms, keeping them bound behind her back.
“Oh no,” Wonder Woman said. “You’ve got me now! I’m sure in a pickle!”
“Yep,” Etta said, “and with you in the lasso, you have to do everything I say!”
Wonder Woman smiled at Etta. “I’d never surrender!”
“I order you to kiss me,” Etta breathed.
Wonder Woman leaned down. “Something compels me to obey.”
Etta wrapped her chubby arms around Wonder Woman’s neck and kissed her. Wonder Woman smiled against her mouth.
Finally, she broke the kiss. “Woo woo,” Etta whispered.
Wonder Woman smiled. “Who needs men?”
“No one, that’s who!” Etta said. She gently pushed the Amazon onto the bed. “I know the Wonder part, but let’s see the woman.”
“She’s all yours, Etta,” Wonder Woman said.
She started by pulling off Wonder Woman’s boots. Etta kissed Wonder Woman’s ankles, her shins, her knees, her thighs, listening to Wonder Woman’s gasps and moans. Finally, she stopped, lips hovering just below the line of Wonder Woman’s costume.
“Do you like this?” she asked, gently tugging Wonder Woman’s costume off.
“The lasso compels me to tell you the truth! Ohhh, yes,” Wonder Woman said. “I like it. I love it. Oooooh, Etta!”
Etta smiled and finished pulling Wonder Woman’s costume off. The sight of Wonder Woman in chains wasn’t that unusual, but usually Etta didn’t have the time to enjoy it. Usually Etta had to work to get the chains off before the Baddie of the Week took advantage of Wonder Woman.
Etta’s Wonder Woman.
“Woo woo!” Etta said. “That costume of yours may be gorgeous, babe, but it’s nothin’ compared to you!”
“Oh, Etta,” Wonder Woman said. “You’re wearing too much. Take off those silly clothes and kiss me again.”
“Now, that’s the best idea I’ve heard in a long time, Wonder Woman!” Etta pulled her clothes off eagerly.
“All thanks to my Amazon training,” Wonder Woman said.
Etta straddled Wonder Woman and leaned forward so that their breasts just brushed. “They trained you to do this on Paradise Island?”
Wonder Woman struggled up onto her elbows and pecked Etta on the lips. “They call it ‘Paradise’ for a reason.”
Etta wrapped an arm around Wonder Woman’s head and deepened the kiss. She let her other arm slide down Wonder Woman’s body to rest lightly on her hip.
When Etta pulled back for air, Wonder Woman gazed at her. “Etta,” she breathed. “Touch me.”
“You don’t have to ask twice!” Etta said. She kissed her way down Wonder Woman’s neck and down to her breasts. She lingered around Wonder Woman’s breasts, kissing and licking and biting just a bit and sucking and…
“Ohhh, great Aphrodite,” Wonder Woman moaned. “Etta, don’t stop – whatever you do – Don’t stop!”
Etta didn’t want to stop. She finally went lower, licking Wonder Woman’s belly button, kissing each centimeter of perfect skin and finally, finally getting to the best part.
Wonder Woman’s sweet, beautiful vagina.
Etta gave Wonder Woman’s clitoris a quick lick.
Wonder Woman gasped. “Etta!”
“Wondy,” Etta said, grinning. She ran her hands along Wonder Woman’s back and ass and went back to licking Wonder Woman, fucking her with her tongue, making Wonder Woman moan and whimper gently and finally…
“Etta! Etta! Ohhhh,” Wonder Woman shouted as she came. Etta licked up the ejaculate and grinned at Wonder Woman.
“You taste better than candy,” Etta said. She meant it, too.
“Oh, Etta, Etta,” Wonder Woman sighed. “Untie me so I can do you.”
“You won’t try to get away?” Etta asked, grinning up at Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman smiled and winked. “The lasso compels me to tell the truth. I’d never try to get away from you.” She sat up.
Etta unwound the golden lasso from Wonder Woman’s arms. Wonder Woman twisted her arms under her body, then brought them over Etta’s head. Her arms, still in the iron handcuffs, held Etta firmly in place.
Wonder Woman kissed the corner of Etta’s mouth. She pulled Etta closer.
“I think I have to break out of these chains,” Wonder Woman said. “They’re keeping me from getting to what I want.” She pulled her arms apart and the links scattered across the room. Wonder Woman kept them from hitting Etta with her bracelets.
“Now,” Wonder Woman said. She pulled Etta into a deep kiss.
Etta sighed against Wonder Woman’s mouth, hardly noticing as Wonder Woman rolled the two of them over.
She did notice when Wonder Woman gently brushed her clit. She gasped.
“Oooh,”
“Mmm,” Wonder Woman said, moving her mouth from Etta’s mouth and onto Etta’s neck.
“Wonder Woman – oh, yes, more!”
“Whatever you want, Etta,” Wonder Woman said. She moved her hand down and thrust two fingers into Etta’s vagina, continuing to stroke Etta’s clit with her thumb.
“Oh, Wonder Woman! I’m going to-!” Etta gasped. “Oh, yes!”
Wonder Woman kissed Etta in that really sensitive spot below her ear.
“Woo woo!” Etta shouted, coming. “Oh, Wonder – Oh – Won – Wonder Woman!”
Wonder Woman smiled and licked her fingers.
“You’re my favorite kind of Candy, Etta,” she said.
“Aw, Wonder Woman,” Etta smiled, and they kissed again.
Suddenly, Wonder Woman’s mental radio showed that she was getting a call from Steve Trevor.
“Stupid men,” Etta muttered, “Always calling at the worst times.”
“Hello, Steve,” Wonder Woman said, projecting herself in the mental radio. Because of her Amazon training, she would look pristine and fully dressed to Steve in the mental radio.
“Wonder Woman!” Steve said. “Help, I’ve been kidnapped!”
“We’re coming, Steve,” Wonder Woman said. “I’ll be there soon.”
“Thank you!” Steve said.
Wonder Woman rolled her eyes. “Men,” she said.
Etta nodded. “Stupid, helpless pigs.”
“Let’s get dressed,” Wonder Woman said. “Then you can get the Holliday girls, and I’ll prepare the Space Kangas.”
“Good idea,” Etta said. “Hey, do you think they’ll have new chains? You broke my last handcuffs.”
“Sorry,” Wonder Woman said. “Next time I’ll try to stay bound.”
“It’s alright,” Etta said, kissing Wonder Woman’s cheek. “It isn’t like we’re ever in short supply.”
“No, we really aren’t.” Wonder Woman pulled on her last boot. “Alright, Etta, let’s go save Steve!”
“Woo woo!” Etta agreed.
Fandom: Golden Age Wonder Woman
Characters: Etta Candy/Wonder Woman
Word Count: 1072
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's Etta Candy. And Wonder Woman. Using chains and a magical lasso. So yeah, sex.
Author's Notes: This is officially the porniest thing I've ever written. I even put details. Also, this may actually have happened in the comics. And of course, thanks
julius12 for her betaing skills.“Oh, Etta, you don’t think these flimsy little iron chains could hold me, do you?” Wonder Woman asked, smirking confidently.
Etta Candy grinned back. “Of course not, Wonder Woman! That’s why I’ve got your unbreakable lasso, isn’t it?” She stood on tiptoes to wrap the lasso around Wonder Woman’s arms, keeping them bound behind her back.
“Oh no,” Wonder Woman said. “You’ve got me now! I’m sure in a pickle!”
“Yep,” Etta said, “and with you in the lasso, you have to do everything I say!”
Wonder Woman smiled at Etta. “I’d never surrender!”
“I order you to kiss me,” Etta breathed.
Wonder Woman leaned down. “Something compels me to obey.”
Etta wrapped her chubby arms around Wonder Woman’s neck and kissed her. Wonder Woman smiled against her mouth.
Finally, she broke the kiss. “Woo woo,” Etta whispered.
Wonder Woman smiled. “Who needs men?”
“No one, that’s who!” Etta said. She gently pushed the Amazon onto the bed. “I know the Wonder part, but let’s see the woman.”
“She’s all yours, Etta,” Wonder Woman said.
She started by pulling off Wonder Woman’s boots. Etta kissed Wonder Woman’s ankles, her shins, her knees, her thighs, listening to Wonder Woman’s gasps and moans. Finally, she stopped, lips hovering just below the line of Wonder Woman’s costume.
“Do you like this?” she asked, gently tugging Wonder Woman’s costume off.
“The lasso compels me to tell you the truth! Ohhh, yes,” Wonder Woman said. “I like it. I love it. Oooooh, Etta!”
Etta smiled and finished pulling Wonder Woman’s costume off. The sight of Wonder Woman in chains wasn’t that unusual, but usually Etta didn’t have the time to enjoy it. Usually Etta had to work to get the chains off before the Baddie of the Week took advantage of Wonder Woman.
Etta’s Wonder Woman.
“Woo woo!” Etta said. “That costume of yours may be gorgeous, babe, but it’s nothin’ compared to you!”
“Oh, Etta,” Wonder Woman said. “You’re wearing too much. Take off those silly clothes and kiss me again.”
“Now, that’s the best idea I’ve heard in a long time, Wonder Woman!” Etta pulled her clothes off eagerly.
“All thanks to my Amazon training,” Wonder Woman said.
Etta straddled Wonder Woman and leaned forward so that their breasts just brushed. “They trained you to do this on Paradise Island?”
Wonder Woman struggled up onto her elbows and pecked Etta on the lips. “They call it ‘Paradise’ for a reason.”
Etta wrapped an arm around Wonder Woman’s head and deepened the kiss. She let her other arm slide down Wonder Woman’s body to rest lightly on her hip.
When Etta pulled back for air, Wonder Woman gazed at her. “Etta,” she breathed. “Touch me.”
“You don’t have to ask twice!” Etta said. She kissed her way down Wonder Woman’s neck and down to her breasts. She lingered around Wonder Woman’s breasts, kissing and licking and biting just a bit and sucking and…
“Ohhh, great Aphrodite,” Wonder Woman moaned. “Etta, don’t stop – whatever you do – Don’t stop!”
Etta didn’t want to stop. She finally went lower, licking Wonder Woman’s belly button, kissing each centimeter of perfect skin and finally, finally getting to the best part.
Wonder Woman’s sweet, beautiful vagina.
Etta gave Wonder Woman’s clitoris a quick lick.
Wonder Woman gasped. “Etta!”
“Wondy,” Etta said, grinning. She ran her hands along Wonder Woman’s back and ass and went back to licking Wonder Woman, fucking her with her tongue, making Wonder Woman moan and whimper gently and finally…
“Etta! Etta! Ohhhh,” Wonder Woman shouted as she came. Etta licked up the ejaculate and grinned at Wonder Woman.
“You taste better than candy,” Etta said. She meant it, too.
“Oh, Etta, Etta,” Wonder Woman sighed. “Untie me so I can do you.”
“You won’t try to get away?” Etta asked, grinning up at Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman smiled and winked. “The lasso compels me to tell the truth. I’d never try to get away from you.” She sat up.
Etta unwound the golden lasso from Wonder Woman’s arms. Wonder Woman twisted her arms under her body, then brought them over Etta’s head. Her arms, still in the iron handcuffs, held Etta firmly in place.
Wonder Woman kissed the corner of Etta’s mouth. She pulled Etta closer.
“I think I have to break out of these chains,” Wonder Woman said. “They’re keeping me from getting to what I want.” She pulled her arms apart and the links scattered across the room. Wonder Woman kept them from hitting Etta with her bracelets.
“Now,” Wonder Woman said. She pulled Etta into a deep kiss.
Etta sighed against Wonder Woman’s mouth, hardly noticing as Wonder Woman rolled the two of them over.
She did notice when Wonder Woman gently brushed her clit. She gasped.
“Oooh,”
“Mmm,” Wonder Woman said, moving her mouth from Etta’s mouth and onto Etta’s neck.
“Wonder Woman – oh, yes, more!”
“Whatever you want, Etta,” Wonder Woman said. She moved her hand down and thrust two fingers into Etta’s vagina, continuing to stroke Etta’s clit with her thumb.
“Oh, Wonder Woman! I’m going to-!” Etta gasped. “Oh, yes!”
Wonder Woman kissed Etta in that really sensitive spot below her ear.
“Woo woo!” Etta shouted, coming. “Oh, Wonder – Oh – Won – Wonder Woman!”
Wonder Woman smiled and licked her fingers.
“You’re my favorite kind of Candy, Etta,” she said.
“Aw, Wonder Woman,” Etta smiled, and they kissed again.
Suddenly, Wonder Woman’s mental radio showed that she was getting a call from Steve Trevor.
“Stupid men,” Etta muttered, “Always calling at the worst times.”
“Hello, Steve,” Wonder Woman said, projecting herself in the mental radio. Because of her Amazon training, she would look pristine and fully dressed to Steve in the mental radio.
“Wonder Woman!” Steve said. “Help, I’ve been kidnapped!”
“We’re coming, Steve,” Wonder Woman said. “I’ll be there soon.”
“Thank you!” Steve said.
Wonder Woman rolled her eyes. “Men,” she said.
Etta nodded. “Stupid, helpless pigs.”
“Let’s get dressed,” Wonder Woman said. “Then you can get the Holliday girls, and I’ll prepare the Space Kangas.”
“Good idea,” Etta said. “Hey, do you think they’ll have new chains? You broke my last handcuffs.”
“Sorry,” Wonder Woman said. “Next time I’ll try to stay bound.”
“It’s alright,” Etta said, kissing Wonder Woman’s cheek. “It isn’t like we’re ever in short supply.”
“No, we really aren’t.” Wonder Woman pulled on her last boot. “Alright, Etta, let’s go save Steve!”
“Woo woo!” Etta agreed.
