Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth

The amazon woman growled as the boy wrapped his arms around her, holding her in place and preventing her from taking any action. Her muscles strained against the grip as he slowly began to choke her. She looked into his eyes, determination burning there despite the desperation she felt with every breath that was forced out of her body. "I... won't..." she grunted through clenched teeth, struggling uselessly as he held on tighter and tighter. Her own strength, normally so formidable against any enemy, seemed to fade beneath his small but determined frame. With a final wheezing gasp, Wonder Woman slumped in Damian's arms, panting heavily from exertion and the loss of air. Her eyes glazed over for a moment as consciousness threatened to slip away completely. She could feel his hardness pressing against her back, but at that moment all she wanted was air...

The sound of his heavy breathing filled her ears as the world began to fade from around her, and she couldn't help but feel a small flush creep up on her cheeks at being so completely defeated by this boy. It was an unfamiliar sensation for her, feeling helpless and exposed in his arms, and yet there was something oddly arousing about it as well. She moaned softly into the darkness of unconsciousness, feeling the warmth of Damian's body pressed against hers as he held onto her limp form tightly.

Wonder Woman lay motionless on the ground, her long black hair spread out around her like a dark halo as she slept soundly, unaware of Damian's disappointment or his ogling gaze. Her lithe form was revealed in all its glory; from her strong and toned legs to her ample breasts that rose and fell with each breath she took. Even her muscled back showed a vulnerability that was uncharacteristic of the powerful Amazon warrior princess, further fueling Damian's curiosity and desire for conquest. As time passed, however, his initial anger and frustration began to wane, replaced by a strange mix of curiosity and fascination as he studied her sleeping form. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin against his fingertips...

Her restful slumber continued, unaware of Damian's presence inches from her face. The boy gazed down at the goddess with a mixture of fascination and trepidation, his curiosity urging him to explore further while a lingering sense of guilt reminded him that she was once a powerful warrior in her own right. His cock throbbed against the fabric of his pants as he struggled with this conflict within himself.

The soft touch to her face and the warmth of his hand on her neck caused a fluttery sensation deep within her, but it was not enough to wake her fully. She remained asleep, allowing him to explore further without resistance or challenge. As he traced his fingers down her body and cupped her ass in his palm, she let out a soft moan that could only be described as contentment. Her senses were heightened now, every nerve ending on alert for his touch. The boy's youthful scent surrounded her, filling her nose with an intoxicating mixture of sweat and soap. His hands were firm but gentle against her skin, sending shivers through her body that had nothing to do with fear or pain. Instead, it was a delicious sensation that left her craving more. Her hips instinctively arched upwards towards him in response to his touch, pressing herself against his hand in silent encouragement for him to continue exploring and pleasuring her.

As Damian stepped back, his foot came to rest firmly on her ass. She let out a small gasp of surprise but didn't protest further. The sensation was unnerving and yet oddly arousing at the same time; it was both a show of dominance and a sign of submission between them. His touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, and as he stroked himself in response to her reactions, she found herself growing even wetter with desire. Her hips rose off the ground instinctively as she arched her back further, offering more of herself to him while silently encouraging his touches. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging into the soft skin there as she fought to control her need for him to continue exploring every inch of her body. "Ohhh..." she moaned between panting breaths, the words tumbling out before she could think twice about them. It was a confession that left her feeling both embarrassed and exposed, but at the same time, incredibly turned on by his touches and command over her body.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she felt Damian's touch intensify, and his foot pressed more firmly against her ass. Her body writhed beneath him, responding to the sensations with an abandon that surprised even her. She couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins; shame for being so powerless before this boy, and desire for more of whatever it was he was doing to make her feel so out of control. Her hips bucked upwards wildly now, seeking greater contact with his foot or any other part of him she could reach. Her fingers dug deeper into the skin of her palms as her nails drew beads of blood from the effort, and her back arched further still in an attempt to present herself more fully to him. She moaned and whimpered, lost in a haze of pleasure that seemed to have taken control over every thought and sensation. "Please..." she managed to croak out between gasps for air, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears. "More..." It was a desperate plea from the depths of her soul, one that left no room for denial or hesitation on his part.

With his release, Damian pressed his foot down further against her ass, his weight bearing down on her body as he caught his breath. His hot seed splattered over her back and buttocks, sticking to her skin and causing a warmth that was both uncomfortable and yet oddly arousing at the same time. She could feel him beginning to soften against her, his weight slowly beginning to lessen as he regained his strength. Her body trembled with aftershocks of pleasure, her own release still pending despite the incredible sensations she'd experienced. Her hips twitched underneath him, craving more contact and stimulation from any part of him that could give it to her. She gasped for air, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath while keeping her body still beneath his weight. Her fingers dug into the floor, scrabbling for purchase as she struggled to maintain control over herself and her reactions to what had just happened. Her mind raced with thoughts of why this boy was able to make her feel so much, why he could reduce her to such a state of helplessness and desire. It didn't matter; all that mattered was the fact that she needed more. More of him, more of whatever it was that made her feel like this. She let out a soft moan, her voice barely audible as she said, "Again..." Her words were hoarse and breathless, but they conveyed her need perfectly.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she tasted Damian's seed on her fingers, the sweetness of his cum filling her mouth and making her taste buds dance with desire. She moaned softly around it, relishing the flavor that was both familiar and yet so new to her. It was a strange sort of pleasure, knowing that she had been used by this boy in such an intimate way. Her fingers trailed lower over her stomach and between her legs, seeking relief from the ache that built within her. Damian's touches had ignited a fire inside her body that refused to be extinguished, leaving her feeling restless and needy for more of his attention. As she played with herself, her hips rose off the ground slightly in offering, her fingers sliding effortlessly against her slick folds as she stroked herself. Her breath came out in hot pants as she watched Damian from beneath her lashes. She couldn't help but feel a mix of shame and desire coursing through her veins; shame for wanting this boy so much, and desire for the power he held over her body. Her back arched off the floor slightly, offering more of herself to him as she silently begged for another taste of his dominance. "Please..." She whispered, her voice hoarse from exertion and need. "Do it again..."