Thread: Empire - City of Wonder (Black_Out and The Supple Nail)

The beaked masked villain drew his hands away after the blindfold was securely latched in place, robbing Wonder Woman of her sight and sinking her into a world full of darkness. You're halfway there, you know. I wonder what you'll see in the darkness when the hallucinations overtake your mind? Briefly he gave her a mocking pat atop her head while his other hand dipped into his bag of delights and drew out a small tube of gel. Will it feel like a swarm of tentacles, violating your pristine body with unrelenting pleasure, or something else conjured up from the depths of your darkest most feared desires? He mused in his wheezing voice as he watched the heroine squirm and struggle against her bonds and the weight and strength of his companion that was keeping her in check. Paradox shifted on his knees, sliding away from the front of Wonder Woman's pinned down head. His free hand pulling away from her hair after the quick petting to snatch up the large royal blue anal plug in its grasp. Gel was squeezed out over it, lubricating it with an oily substance as he knelt along side her buckling hips. One gloved hand reached forward, fingers working their way under the tight blue spandex that hugged against the firm shape of her succulent ass. The fabric was drawn up and shifted aside, revealing the creamy white orbs of her rear and the crevice between them. For the moment he left her exposed in that manner. Once more his hand returned to the bag, placing the tube of slick gel back into it's contents before drawing out a clear bundle of plastic not much different then a shopping bag with a draw string. He handed it towards Conquest, who looked from the thick clear bag towards Paradox with an inquisitive arch of his brow. The demented scientist drew both of his hands up towards his head and slid them down along the side, demonstrating the intended use of the bag as he cinched the imaginary drawstring around his throat. It became crystal clear then to Conquest what the bag was for and he quickly worked to force it down around Diana's blindfolded face while she struggled beneath him. In concert, Paradox leaned forward, settling one glove across the bared cheek of Wonder Woman's quivering ass while the other hand drew the glistening wet bulbous plug up in the air above it and drew it down slowly towards it's intended target. He teased it against the valley of flesh between her cheeks while Conquest tightened the string of the bag around their captives neck, watching as it smothered around her face. As the air was cut off, the plug pierced into her with solid push from Paradox's palm, despite the tightness from the clenching ring of muscles that so desperately tried to guard against the invasion. The palm twisted, forcing the flaring wide bulb down until only the handle like stem remained visible poking up out of the squeezing star shaped ring of her ass. With a simple tug, the star decorated blue satin shorts were pulled back into place, sealing across the entombed plug while Conquest settled his hands around Wonder Woman's shoulders and kept her pinned to the floor. It's over, Wonder Woman, it's all over.