Chapter 1: Introduction
Diana is nealing nude the top part of her face covered by a lacy mask. Trixie is in a leather bikini, her clients pay top dollar to worship her sculpted form so she shows it off.. The intercom buzzes and Trixie hits the button to accept the call "Miss Trixie it is me Roger." comes through the speaker.
Trixie responds, "Roger, welcome back. I'm just finishing up with a session, but I'll be with you shortly."
Diana turns her head towards Trixie, curiosity in her eyes. "A new client?" she whispers. Trixie shakes her head no, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders. "No, it's Roger. He's been coming to see me for a few months now. He is a sweet man really, he is a professional artist you will find his work in the halls of many a mid-grade hotel, he enjoys the money but feels he is a sell-out. Hence coming to me to be punished" Trixie hits the intercom button "Roger my personal slave is here with me today do you give consent for her to watch" The intercom clicks back on "Yes Miss Trixie thank you Miss Trixie" and with that Trixie buzzes Roger in, and a minute later he walks into the studio. He is a middle-aged man with graying hair and a scruffy beard, wearing a suit and a shy smile. "Roger, I'm glad you could make it today," Trixie says, greeting him with a warm smile of her own. "Pet, this is Roger. Roger, this is my pet."
Trixie elects to not give out Diana's name. Roger stood and looked at Diana she was a stunning vision kneeling on the floor nude. He then looked to Miss Trixie and as he always found to be the case her muscular form to be breathtaking.
He swallowed and nodded, unable to speak.
Trixie gestured to a nearby sofa. "Please, have a seat. I'm sure you'll find this interesting."
Diana flashed Trixie a questioning look, but Trixie just winked and gave her a playful smile.
Roger had no idea he was looking at a naked Wonder Woman as he sat on the couch "Now Roger I can not help but notice you have the most clothes on here" Trixie's voice became stern as she slipped into her dominatrix mode "Fix that NOW" she growled .
Roger quickly shed his clothes, trying to make as little a spectacle as possible. He had done this before and knew the drill.
Diana couldn't help but feel a little thrill run through her as she watched Trixie command the room, even when in her professional setting Trixie had a way of making her feel safe and loved.
Trixie instructed Roger to kneel at her feet, his body exposed and vulnerable. She began to gently caress his face, tracing her fingers down his cheekbones and along his jawline. Roger had an erection the moment he heard Miss Trixie's voice on the intercom , but as she began to touch him, he found himself becoming even more aroused. Diana watched as Trixie's hands roamed over Roger's body, taking in the way he responded to her touch.
Trixie had a way of making even the most mundane gestures sensual and provocative; it was one of the things that had drawn Diana to her in the first place. As she watched Trixie with Roger, Diana couldn't help but feel a growing warmth between her thighs. "It does not surprise you at all does it Roger that my slave is so lovely does it" the man whimpered "No Miss Trixie" Diana was starting to get wet watching "Roger show my slave girl how you worship my abs. Roger reached up and first felt Miss Trixie's six-pack abs.
Diana watched as he gently traced each muscle, his fingers lingering on the indentations between each one. Diana couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as she watched Trixie's muscles tense and release under Roger's touch.
"That's enough, Roger," Trixie said softly, pulling his hands away. "I think my slave girl has had enough worship for now." Roger reluctantly pulled his hands away and sat back on his knees.
Diana could see the disappointment on Roger's face, but she was also grateful for the reprieve. Trixie then slapped Roger hard. "You little sell-out bitch you wanted to make real art but now all you do is paint landscapes that get hung in a Ramada Inn" Roger's eyes widened as she continued to slap him, "I can't help but notice you have the audacity to be aroused by my slave girl, who is a true artist" she said with disgust, as she continued to spank Roger.
Diana's heart raced as she watched Trixie, her muscles flexed and her body moved in a dance of dominance. She couldn't help but feel a flush of excitement spread across her chest as she watched Trixie take control. Roger's hard-on was still very prevalent Diana could tell that he wanted no that is not right he needed this.
He needed to be punished and humiliated by the woman who he had such profound respect for. Diana was surprised to find herself becoming aroused by the scene before her, she had never considered herself someone who enjoyed watching others be dominated, but there was something incredibly alluring about the way Trixie exuded power and control.
Trixie's voice brought Diana back to reality, "Slave, come here and worship Roger's erection" Diana hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but she knew better than to question Trixie in front of a client.
She slowly made her way over to Roger, who watched her approach with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
Diana knelt down in front of him, taking in his erection with a hesitant gaze. Trixie interrupted her thoughts "Diana, worship him like he worshipped me, show him what a real artist looks like" Diana understood, she leaned forward and took Roger's erection into her mouth. She heard him gasp as she began to suck, she could feel him tremble under her touch, and it was clear he was close to climaxing. "You had better not cum quickly Roger" Trixie's voice was stern "You are not worthy of such a pleasure yet."
Roger whimpered at the command, and Diana eased up, knowing that she needed to keep him on edge. She could feel Trixie's eyes on her, watching every move, and she felt a flush of arousal rush through her.
Trixie walked around the room, instructing Roger on various poses while Diana worshipped his body. "Miss Trixie may I place my hand on her head to balance and steady myself" Roger got out between his moans as Diana gave him the best blow job he had ever received.
Trixie nodded, watching them with a smirk. Diana was a natural at this, she moved with a grace and confidence that Trixie had only seen from a few other women in her line of work. It was clear that Diana had a passion for pleasing her partners, and Trixie couldn't help but feel proud to have her as her partner.
Diana could feel Roger's body shuddering under her touch, and she knew he was close to finishing. She pulled back, letting him catch his breath for a moment. Miss Trixie smacks Roger's ass "You're not going to cum are you Roger I haven't told you that you can cum yet" Roger lets out a low moan "Miss Trixie her mouth feels so good !!" Roger cried out, his body trembling with anticipation. But Trixie was relentless in her pursuit of his suffering, "No, you do not get to cum yet, you do not deserve such pleasure. You will suffer for your lack of artistic integrity, I will make you beg for my slave girl's touch before you earn the right to finish" Trixie's voice was stern, and Roger whimpered in response.
Diana watched as Trixie took control of the situation, her confidence and dominance palpable in the room. Diana was soaking wet as she sucked this man who she only knew for a few minutes , but she felt a connection to him through Trixie's control over him.
Trixie walked over to Roger, who was still kneeling on the floor, trembling with desire. "I think it's time for your punishment." She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a flogger. The sound of leather against leather sent a shiver down Diana's spine as she watched. Her head still bobbing on Roger's cock
"Do you consent to this punishment, Roger?" Trixie asked, her voice softer now.
"Yes, Miss Trixie," Roger replied, his voice shaking.
Trixie walked behind Roger, running the tails of the flogger over his skin, causing him to shiver with anticipation. Diana watched as Trixie's muscles rippled and flexed as she raised the flogger and brought it down on Roger's back with a satisfying smack.
Roger cried out in pain and pleasure, his body trembling as Trixie continued to rain blows down on him. Diana couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal as she watched Trixie wield the flogger with such precision and power. Diana pulled her mouth from Roger's cock a mixture of her drool and Roger's pre-cum running from her mouth "Miss Trixie may I rub myself as I suck him?" Diana asked, her voice trembling with desire. Trixie nodded, giving her a seductive smile. Diana slipped her hand between her thighs, her fingers slipping easily into her wetness as she continued to suck Roger's cock.
Trixie continued to wield the flogger, raining blows down on Roger's back and ass. Each blow brought a mix of pleasure and pain, making him beg for more.
Diana's hand moved faster in sync with Trixie's flogger strikes. The scene unfolded before her eyes, the power exchange was intoxicating and she felt herself getting lost in it.
Trixie's voice was a low whisper "It is time for his release" she said with a sly smile, as she flicked her wrist causing the flogger to hit Roger's ass with a sharp crack. Roger let out a loud cry as he came hard, his body convulsing with pleasure.
Diana felt him trembling under her touch, and she let out a soft moan as she felt her own climax approaching.
Trixie dropped the flogger and walked back over to Diana, placing a hand on her head. "Good girl," she whispered, her voice full of pride and desire.
Diana looked up at Trixie, her eyes shining with love and admiration. Trixie leaned down and kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together as they shared in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. Trixie could taste Roger's cum as she and Diana kissed , and Diana couldn't help but feel a thrill at the taboo nature of it all.
When they finally broke apart, Trixie looked down at Roger with a mixture of affection and dominance. "Good boy," she whispered softly, stroking his hair. Roger looked up at Trixie with a dazed expression, still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm.
Diana watched as Trixie helped Roger to his feet, her heart full of love for her fiancé and her admiration for the way she commanded the room. "You may now worship my breasts, Roger," Trixie said almost sweetly . Diana couldn't help but let out a giggle at the absurdity and yet sensuality of the situation.
Roger eagerly obeyed, his head dipping down to worship Trixie's bulging pectoral muscles. Diana watched as he traced his fingers over her hard nipples, her muscle tone something that he had always been drawn to. It was one of the things which first drew him to Trixie's line of work, the fact that she was in such amazing physical shape.
Trixie stood to her full height of six feet, towering over Roger and Diana, as she allowed Roger to worship her chest. She was a bodybuilder and professional dominatrix, with years of experience in transforming her body into a work of art. Trixie's muscles were well-defined, a testament to her dedication to the sport, and her formidable presence in the room was undeniable.
Diana couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she watched Trixie take control of the situation. Trixie let out a slight moan as Roger felt her up.
She was used to being worshipped and adored, but there was something special about Diana watching her. She wasn't just a bystander; she was an active participant in the scene, worshipping Roger's erection with such fervor that Trixie couldn't help but feel a surge of desire wash over her.
Trixie watched as Diana's fingers slipped between her thighs, rubbing herself as she sucked Roger off. She could tell that Diana was getting close to coming, and the sight of her lover losing control was enough to send Trixie over the edge. Trixie watched as Diana touched herself Miss Trixie bite her lip "Roger you may worship my pussy" Roger was startled Miss Trixie had never let him do that before.
But he was not complaining as he quickly made his way over to Trixie and got on his knees. He timidly reached up to touch her, but Trixie grabbed his hand and placed it firmly on her pussy, encouraging him to explore. Diana watched as this man who had just moments ago been bent over in pain now caressed Trixie's pussy with reverence, his fingers slipping into her wetness as Trixie moaned with pleasure.
Diana could feel her own orgasm building as she rubbed herself faster and faster. Trixie was pleasantly surprised with how good at fingering Roger was "Use your tongue" Trixie moaned out as she looked down at Roger her eyes heavy with lust.
Roger eagerly obliged, his tongue darting out to taste Trixie's wetness. Diana watched as he sucked and nibbled on her clit, her own moans joining Trixie's as the two women reached their climaxes together. Roger lost in the moment did what he naturally does when he eats out a woman and sank his index finger into Miss Trixie this sent a shudder through the muscle-bound dominatrix .
Trixie grabbed Roger's head, pulling him in closer as she ground her hips against his face. Diana couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy as she watched them, but she knew that this was just part of Trixie's work. She was Dominatrix and as such, she often brought clients to the brink of ecstasy before letting them come. It was all about power dynamics and control, something that Diana had come to respect and appreciate about Trixie's line of work. Trixie's muscular legs trembled, meek painter Roger was skilled with his tongue she thought to herself as she grinded her hips on him she had to brace herself against the wall and she let out another moan.
Diana watched them both as she touched herself and came hard, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves. She could feel the ache in her legs as she stood up, still watching as Trixie pulled Roger up from his knees and kissed him deeply.
Trixie looked at Roger, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "Good boy," she murmured again, patting his cheek gently. Roger looked dazed, but satisfied at the same time, his cheeks were flushed and he was covered in a mix of Trixie's sweat and juices from her pussy. Trixie composed herself "OK let's all take a moment, Pet it is your choice if you want to take off your mask" Diana knew that Trixie trusted Roger she does thorough background checks on all of her clients so with she took off the lacy mask that was covering half her face Roger blinked "Miss Trixie your girlfriend looks a lot like Wonder Woman," Roger said in a daze over everything that was happening "She is not my girlfriend Roger she is my fiancée and she is Wonder Woman" Trixie said with a smile.
Diana couldn't help but feel a blush creeping up her cheeks as Trixie made the announcement. She had always tried to keep her life as Diana Prince separate from her life as Wonder Woman, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was coursing through her veins at the thought of being recognized for who she truly was. "Wait, seriously?" Roger stammered, his eyes widening in surprise and shock "Yes, seriously." Diana replied smiling back at him. "I have had a crush on you since I was a kid," he said staring in awe at Diana. This was not the first time Diana had heard that in her long life but it always flattered her. Diana stood up walked over to the counter and picked up her pack of cigarettes pulled one out and lit it "Wonder Woman smokes?" Roger said still in a daze over everything "Another secret of today you must keep Roger" Trixie said with a smile . Diana took a long drag from her cigarette, feeling the familiar burn in her throat and letting out a long plume of white smoke.
"When I arrived in man's world it was the social norm," Diana said as she took another drag. Trixie looked at Diana and then at Roger "And she looks so damn sexy when she does" Trixie said with a smile.
It was becoming more and more apparent to Roger that Trixie truly loved Diana, and not just for her superhero status. Meanwhile, Diana had never felt so seen and appreciated by another person before; it still felt surreal.
Trixie turned her attention back to Roger, who was still sitting on the floor with a dazed expression on his face. "You've done well today, Roger," she praised him. "You've learned your lesson about artistic integrity." Roger nodded weakly, still in awe of the situation he found himself in. "Should I go Miss Trixie?" he asked earnestly "No Roger we are nowhere near the time you paid for like I said we are just taking a break." Trixie replied, her voice full of warmth and kindness. Diana watched as Trixie helped Roger to his feet, her muscles tensing and releasing with each movement. It was clear that she took care of herself, and that her body was a finely-tuned machine capable of both strength and grace.
Trixie looked over at Diana with a soft smile. "You did great today, My Dainty Princess," she said, her voice low and intimate. Diana felt a shiver run down her spine at the sound of Trixie's voice, her words sending a surge of pleasure through her body. Diana loved the nickname that Trixie had given her, and it aroused her to be called that in front of someone for the first time.
She wondered if Trixie would let her in on more of her sessions, as she was finding herself greatly enjoying the power exchange that she was witnessing. It made her feel alive and connected to Trixie in a way that she had never experienced before.
Roger looked at the clock on the wall and realized that he still had some time left in his session. He turned to Trixie and asked, "What's next, Miss Trixie?" With a wicked smile, Trixie responded, "Oh, there's more.
But first, I want to make sure you're comfortable, Roger. Why don't you go to the bathroom and freshen up? I'll meet you back here in a few minutes."
Roger nodded, still in a daze from the intense experience he had just gone through. He made his way to the bathroom, while Trixie and Diana exchanged a knowing look. Diana could tell that Trixie had enjoyed having her there, and she was grateful for the opportunity to learn more about her fiancée's line of work. "May I ask a question, Miss Trixie?" Trixie responded "Yes Roger" She assured him. Roger then looked at Diana "Um Miss Wonder Woman ma'am have you always been submissive?" Diana smiled "No it was a side of myself I did not find until meeting Trixie and I don't think I need to tell you what a kind and wonderful guide she can be" She took another drag of her cigarette. Roger nodded in understanding, still in awe of the situation. Trixie was known for her understanding and empathetic nature, and it was clear she had helped Diana explore a new side of herself.
Trixie turned to Diana, her eyes shining with affection and gratitude. "And she has helped me see that love can be found again after loss," she said softly. "You bring so much joy and light back into my life, My Mistress," Diana said to Trixie as she walked over and wrapped her arms around her muscular waist. Trixie smiled, pulling Diana in closer for a hug and placing a gentle kiss on the top of her head.
As they stood there, the sounds of the city outside muffled by the thick black lace curtains, Diana couldn't help but feel grateful for Trixie's presence in her life. She had been alone for so long, unsure if she would ever find love again after the death of her husband Steve Trevor. Trixie then got a wicked smile "Roger worship my beloved Dainty Princess' breasts" The Dominatrix commanded. Roger fell to his knees, crawling over to Diana. She looked down at him with an amused smile as he began kissing and licking her nipples. Trixie walked around them, watching with a proud smile as Roger worshipped her fiancée's body. Diana couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure as she felt Roger's lips on her breasts. Roger's mind was racing he was suckling the tit of Wonder Woman he knew he could never tell anyone but e did not care he would know he did it.
"Pet, stop teasing her," Trixie's voice was commanding. "You are here to pleasure her, not hold back."
Diana's eyes met Trixie's and she could see the desire in her fiancée's gaze. "Come on, Dainty Princess," she whispered, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Give yourself over to him. Let him taste you."
Diana closed her eyes, letting out a low moan as she surrendered herself to the pleasure of Roger's mouth. With that encouragement, Roger kissed lower, kissing Wonder Woman's stomach and then each of her thighs finely her placed his lips on her pussy and he could taste her sweetness. Diana let out a gasp as Roger explored her with his lips and tongue, savoring every inch of her.
Meanwhile, Trixie had stripped down to just her thigh-high leather boots and began to stroke her own hard, muscular body. It was clear that she enjoyed watching Diana receive pleasure, and she reveled in the power dynamic of the situation.
As Roger pleasured Diana, Trixie moved behind him, watching his every move with lust. Miss Trixie whispered in Roger's ear "Doesn't my dainty princess taste divine?" Roger moaned in agreement, his lips still locked onto Diana's pussy. Diana could feel herself getting close to climaxing as Roger devoured her, her legs shaking with pleasure.
Trixie could see the tension building up in Diana's body and she knew that she was ready to go over the edge. Unable to contain herself any longer, Trixie reached down and grabbed hold of Roger's hair, pulling him in closer to Diana's pussy. "In your wildest dreams Roger did you ever think you would get to eat out Wonder Woman's pussy" Trixie asked her voice hot with desire . Roger could only moan as he replied "No Miss Trixie this is beyond my wildest dreams"
Trixie's grip on his hair was firm, guiding him as he licked and sucked at Diana's clit. Diana writhed with pleasure under Roger's expert touch, Trixie's hand in her hair grounding her as she surrendered herself to the waves of ecstasy coursing through her body.
"Don't stop, Pet" Trixie commanded to Roger. Roger could no longer control himself he stopped tasting Wonder Woman to turn and kiss Miss Trixie, at first the dominatrix was shocked but with the taste of her dainty princess on Roger's tongue and lips she gave into the kiss . The kiss was passionate and full of lust as the three of them explored each other but soon Trixie pulled back, she grabbed a condom from her desk drawer and threw it at Roger "Put it on" She commanded.
Obediently, Roger did as he was told and began to stroke his cock back to full hardness. Diana watched him with a mixture of amusement and lust as he pleased himself. "Come here, Dainty Princess," Trixie said as she pulled Diana in for another kiss, this time her hand slipping between Diana's legs to rub her clit. As Trixie rubbed Diana's clit she walked her over to the bed the Amazon's legs almost buckled as they walked to the bed. Trixie laid Diana down on it "Roger you have always wanted to fuck Wonder Woman haven't you?" she asked her voice low and sultry. Roger nodded, his eyes locked on Diana's perfect body. "Then take her," Trixie said with a wicked smile. "Fuck Wonder Woman and make her moan." Roger didn't need to be told twice. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Diana's thighs. He looked down at her, taking in her beauty, before slowly pushing himself inside of her.
Diana let out a low moan as she felt Roger enter her, her nails digging into the sheets on either side of her hips.