Tommy & Black Canary were sitting in the Batcave, both trying to figure out one thing:

"What the fuck happened last night?" Tommy asked. Neither could remember a thing besides an explosion and then suddenly waking up sticky and undressed.

Canary shook her head. "I have no idea. Barbara said that the ARGUS guys broke in and we were all passed out. I asked her if she knew about anything... else, and she said nothing else was in their report." Canary blushed slightly.

"Ok," Tommy said. "It's just... what the fuck? Weird."

"I know," Canary said. "I vaguely remember..." Her mind seemed to wander. She bit her lip slightly.

"I don't remember anything," Tommy said, oblivious. "All I know is that my piss shot in like 3 different directions this morning. Anyway, what should we do tonight?"

There was no response.

"...Dinah?"

"Oh!' Dinah said, snapping back to reality. "Sorry. What was the question?" An indent had formed where she was biting her lip.

"...What do you want to do tonight? Apparently Mad Hatter has popped up again, we could go after him."

Canary smiled a suspiciously fake smile at Tommy. "I'm sorry, Babe, I can't go out with you tonight. I need to go... do something. I'll see you later, though?" She kissed him on the cheek and bounded over to her motorcycle. She waved half-heartedly as she jetted off out of the Batcave.

'...Well that was weird,' Tommy thought. The whole day Canary had been acting strange, now that he thought about it. She had been distracted and distant, constantly looking off into space. Tommy wasn't sure what had happened to her in the chamber the night before but it worried him.

As Tommy pondered his relationship, he began to put on his Batsuit. Putting on the cumbersome outfit was now second nature to him and he was ready in moments. He pulled his gauntlets tight on his hands and adjusted his cowl. He checked himself out in the mirror and nodded approvingly.

"Maybe I can go see what Mad Hatter is up to on my own,' He thought. 'Or maybe I can read up on how Vicki Vale's story is hitting.' Vale's expose on the sex lives of supervillains had hit that morning and Tommy imagined that it was a big deal. He smiled as he thought about what someone like Poison Ivy would think when she saw herself on the front page of the Gotham Gazette.

While Tommy admired himself in the mirror, he suddenly became aware of a blinking red light in the corner of the Batcave. As far as Tommy could remember, the light hadn't flashed before. He got up out of his chair and walked towards it.

The light was coming from a cylindrical tube that looked just large enough to fit a man. It had a complicated computer interface that gave off a light blue glow. Tommy had never noticed it before; he guessed that it must have turned itself on. Tommy gently tapped the glass of the computer and a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded out.

"Greetings, Batman. Please step inside and place your feet on the pads." Tommy glanced inside and saw that there were two footprints facing him.

"Huh," Tommy muttered. It must be some kind of... dry cleaning device, maybe? Tommy looked at the sides of the cylinder: there were a countless number of small holes in the device. Tommy guessed that was where the cleaning stuff came out of.

"Well, I guess I could use a spritz," Tommy murmured aloud. The front of his suit, especially, was covered in bits of cum. He looked like a pervert. Tommy stepped inside and placed his feet on the pads. The female voice sounded again.

"Please prepare for the spray," She said.

Tommy nodded sagely. 'Nailed it,' He thought. The device began to spray a sticky yellow substance on him. Tommy touched it gently with his hand, confused; this didn't feel like soap at all. The substance seemed to move when it touched him, quickly coating his entire body. Tommy's eyes went wide as the substance covered his eyes, nose and mouth. His mouth was open in a scream but no noise could come out.

"Please enjoy your trip," The female voice said aloud. Tommy tried to figure out what trip she was referring to when suddenly everything flashed to black.

***

Cyborg was busy at the controls in the Justice League Watchtower, observing his passenger as they shot through space-time. The teleporter began to activate, turning a soft yellow as it filled up with liquid. It was an extraordinary device, built by an extraordinary man. Cyborg felt honored to be given control over it.

The passenger slowly re-formed in the teleporter, his cells quickly combining into a recognizable shape. The pointy ears and cape seemed to form first, as inanimate matter was easier to re-form than a person. Finally, the passenger finished his voyage and the yellow liquid drained out of the cylinder. As the cylinder opened, the passenger stumbled out and, finding Cyborg, asked him one question.

"What the FUCK???"

"Uh..." Cyborg was thrown off. Batman had a way of doing that to people. "Sorry, Batman, was their something wrong with your trip? All the calculations looked correct but-"

"My TRIP?" Batman asked, wild-eyed. He shook himself, brushing off the imaginary liquid that he could still feel on him. "What the fuck is that thing?"

Cyborg wasn't sure how to respond. "What do you mean? You don't know?"

Batman's eyes were still wide. "How the fuck should I know?"

"Uh..." Cyborg began uncomfortably, "Because you built it?"

"Oh," Batman said softly. "Of course I did. I... was testing you. Now tell me, where am I?"

Cyborg weighed his response carefully. He knew that Batman was probably testing him again. "You're at the Watchtower, sir," He said stiffly, trying not to stumble over his words. "We've had a Level 6 alert and you were contacted according to protocol. They're waiting for you in the conference room."

"Level 6?" Batman asked. "What the Hell is that?"

"Level 6," Cyborg recited from his memory, careful not to misplace a single word, "The abduction or capture of a member of the Justice League that requires a rescue; non-harm believed." Cyborg breathed a sigh of relief when he was done.

"Uh, good. I'm glad you knew," Batman said. Cyborg's heart skipped a beat. "Who was abducted?" Batman asked.

Cyborg paused for a moment, trying to mask his distress. "Wonder Woman, sir," He said with a small hint of nervousness in his voice. Wonder Woman was probably the strongest member of the Justice League; if she had been captured it was by someone immensely powerful.

To Cyborg's surprise, Batman laughed. "Wonder Woman? Good. Let her stay captured," He said with a hint of malice. Cyborg was careful not to join in on Batman's glee; he figured Batman was probably trying to get him to open up, trying to get his feelings on Wonder Woman.

"Let's get to the conference room," Was all Cyborg said. Cyborg walked out the far door and felt Batman walking behind him. It made him nervous.

"You know," Cyborg began, "I never did get a chance to thank you for giving me this opportunity, sir. This is a real honor for me and I know I won't let you down."

"Huh?" Batman said.

"Letting me join the Justice League," Cyborg said. "I know you have final approval over all new recruits." Cyborg wasn't sure if he should have let that slip or not.

"Oh, uh, sure thing, buddy. I'm sure you'll do great." Cyborg felt his neck get hot at Batman's words. He had never heard Batman give a hint of approval to anyone before.

"Here we are," Cyborg said as they stepped out into a large room that was centered by a large rectangular table. A variety of superheroes had already arrived. Green Lantern sat near the head of the table, next to 3 empty chairs. Next to him, Aquaman sat. He looked angrily at Batman. Across from him, The Flash was barely holding in laughter. Vixen & Hawkgirl's faces seemed to redden and Cyborg wasn't sure why. Green Arrow fumed in Batman's direction.

Batman seemed to trip over his own feet as they walked towards the table.

"Thank God you're here, Batman," Green Lantern said with urgency. "We received an alarming distress call from Wonder Woman that requires your attention. Cyborg, bring it up."

Cyborg made his way over to a control panel and quickly typed. At each seat, a holographic image of Wonder Woman appeared. She looked like she had been in battle, with a small cut below her cheek. She spoke quickly and softly.

"Justice League," Her voice said softly, "I require your assistance. I'm on Aeaea and I fear I've been led into a trap. It's Circe."

The room murmured at the mention of the great sorceress's name. Cyborg could have sworn he heard Batman mutter, "Who the fuck...?"

Wonder Woman continued. "Send help as soon as possible. And for the love of God, whatever you do, do not send Batman. I repeat, do NOT send Batman. I don't want him anywhere near... wait, someone's coming... you! What are you doing here? AHHH!!!"

The hologram suddenly cut out halfway through Wonder Woman's surprised yell. All the superheroes in the room digested what they had just seen. It was Martian Manhunter who spoke first.

"There was no duplicity in Wonder Woman's voice," He said monotonously. "I have concluded that the person on the video was indeed Wonder Woman and she is actually in danger."

"Thank you," Green Lantern said to the Martian. "The question is now: who do we send to help her?"

"It should be a small group," Green Arrow said. "Circe could take us all if she knew we were coming. A small team that can infiltrate her lair and find Wonder Woman is necessary. Maybe even one person should go."

"Agreed," Hawkgirl said. "One person might be best. Someone that can blend into the shadows, bypass Circe's guards, and rescue Wonder Woman."

"But who could do such a thing? And who is brave enough to go alone?" Vixen asked.

Slowly, every other superhero turned their heads and looked at Batman. He looked behind himself, hoping there was someone else there.

"...Me?" Batman asked tentatively. "I, uh, don't think that's a good idea."

"I agree," Aquaman said with rancor. "Someone with a certain higher moral fiber should go. I volunteer."

"Higher moral fiber..." Batman muttered. "Hey, fuck you."

"I thought you already did that," Flash chimed in. "Oh wait, that was Mera."

Aquaman's eyes flashed red as he stared at The Flash as the superhero laughed uproariously. Cyborg stifled a laugh.

"No, Aquaman," Green Lantern said, suppressing a smile of his own. "This mission requires someone who can actually do things on land. It needs to be Batman."

Aquaman opened his mouth to protest and then closed it. He seemed to know that Green Lantern had a point.

Batman seemed almost desperate. Cyborg was confused; normally, Batman would jump at the chance for a solo mission. He always worked best alone. "But... but what about what Wonder Woman said? She said not to send me. She's pretty smart, maybe we should listen to her."

"I thought about that," Green Lantern said. "She's in Circe's lair. I'd guess that she knew Circe might be listening and decided to throw her off by saying you shouldn't come. Batman is the last person Circe will be expecting!"

All the superheroes murmured approval at Green Lantern's theory. All except for Batman, that is.

"But... I... Shit," Batman said, his shoulders slumping. "Fine."

"Good luck, Batman," Green Lantern said.

"May you find great victory," Martian Manhunter added.

"Fucking prick," Green Arrow muttered under his breath.

***

Tommy stumbled through the thick underbrush of the Greek isle of Aeaea, wiping his suit with his hands disgustedly.

'Fuck teleporting,' He thought to himself. He hadn't wanted to teleport here, instead making up an excuse about tactical maneuverability in the Batwing to transport that way. It wasn't until the young guy, Cyborg, had pointed out that time was of the essence that Tommy had finally acquiesced to getting teleported here.

That yellow shit gave him the creeps, though.

Tommy finally neared a clearing and saw a large marble temple standing high in the air. It was a typical Greek structure but it was not ancient like any other that Tommy had seen in a history book: this one looked like it had been built yesterday. It was shining white, each one of its many pillars gleaming in the light. Tommy looked in both directions and then scampered towards the temple.

As Tommy neared the door to the temple, he tried to read the markings that were transcribed along the side of the fantastic structure.

'This shit's all Greek to me,' He thought to himself. He entered the dark temple.

Tommy was alarmed that there seemed to be no one there. He had expected guards and sentries but there was seemingly not a soul about. All he had seen were animals. Goats, cows, and pigs, lots of pigs. He didn't pay them any attention.

Tommy continued forward into the temple, trying his best to tiptoe. Large torches blazed in the first room Tommy entered, illuminating tapestries. The thick rugs showed horrific sights: ships being led to their doom, men twisted in horrific shapes, and at the center of each one was a woman with purple hair. Tommy pulled out two batarangs and held them in his hand as he passed through the room.

There was a long dark corridor ahead of him, with a glowing light at the end. Tommy worked his way slowly forward, getting closer and closer to the light. As he neared it, he recognized that it was the light from a large fire set in the middle of the next room. The room appeared to be a chapel of some kind: something was burning in the fire, giving the room an intense aroma. There was a large curtain cordoning off a corner of the room, a statue of some Greek god in the corner, Wonder Woman, a-

"Wonder Woman!" Tommy shouted in surprise. He wasn't just surprised to see her; he was surprised to see that she was completely unharmed. She smiled at him, almost completely unconcerned.

"It's good to see you, Batman," She said with genuine happiness. "Turns out it was a false alarm. There's no one here."

Tommy wanted to be angry at Wonder Woman, angry that she had tricked him into getting fucked by Giganta, but right now he was simply wary. Why was she being nice to him? Wonder Woman had never treated him with anything other than barely held contempt. There was something off about her.

"Let's get out of here," Wonder Woman said, grabbing Tommy by the hand. He jerked it away and peered at her.

'The cut,' He suddenly realized, 'Where's the cut below her cheek?'

"What's wrong, Batman?" Wonder Woman asked, her face innocent. "It's me, Wonder Woman. Don't you trust me?"

Tommy glared at the person who appeared to be Wonder Woman.

"No," He said, and he raised his batarangs.

Suddenly, Tommy was blasted with a pink light. It through him against the marbled wall of the temple. He fell to the floor with a heavy thud, groaning. He looked up to see Wonder Woman smiling down at him. A woman stood next to her and she too was smiling too. Tommy vaguely noticed that the second woman had purple hair.

"Aww, a pity," The woman, presumably Circe, said. "We were hoping to trick you into taking Wonder Woman back to the Justice League lair so we could dispose of all of you. Oh well, guess we'll have to settle for the two of you. Isn't that right, Duke?"

"I guess so," Wonder Woman said. Then she laughed and, as she did, she slowly morphed from Wonder Woman to a tall man, clad in a hoplite armor and a battle skirt. Jet black hair appeared from underneath his helmet and he had a mischievous smile on his face.

Circe laughed as well, throwing her head back. Tommy got a good look at her and was taken aback by how beautiful she was. She was supposedly 3,000 years old but she barely looked 35. She had long, flowing purple hair that hung on her shoulders and haunting baby blue eyes. She wore a thin green tunic that flowed down her, exposing the contours of her breasts and her milky white thighs. Gold adorned her waist, wrists and neck.

She was tall, large-breasted, and yet Tommy instinctively hated her. There was something about the way she looked at him that indicated the she thought she was better than him.

"I bet you never thought you'd see me here, did you Batman?" The man called The Duke said.

"...I don't know who you are," Tommy admitted.

The man looked taken aback. "You should do your research!" He said. "You should know Wonder Woman's foes. Circe, Cheetah, Dr. Psycho, and, of course, The Duke of Deception." He bowed.

"Dude, I've literally never heard of you," Tommy told him.

"I'm very popular!" The Duke said. He kicked Tommy in the stomach.

"Settle down, Duke," Circe chided her compatriot.

Tommy tried to get up off the floor of the temple and Circe hit him with another blast of pink energy, dropping him to his knees. She directed two pieces of iron from the fire towards Tommy and they wrapped his wrists behind his back, restraining him. He gritted his teeth as he felt the hot metal burning through his armor.

"Don't go anywhere, Batman," Circe said, taunting him. "I haven't yet shown you my newest prize." Circe cast her arm towards the curtain covering up one corner of the room, dropping it to the floor. Tommy's eyes widened with shock at what was behind it.

"Wonder Woman!" He shouted. It was, indeed, Wonder Woman, but not how Tommy had never seen her. Wonder Woman was tied to the ceiling with her hands in the air. A gag was in her mouth and her legs were tied to pieces of iron in the floor, forcing them apart. He suit had a series of cuts in them, made by some object Tommy didn't recognize. She looked at Tommy not with contempt, not with anger, but with something Tommy had never seen in her before: she was pleading with her eyes for help.

"Behold, the might Wonder Woman!" Circe shouted before laughing uproariously. The Duke or whoever laughed as well, throwing his head back. Tommy struggled against his bonds but couldn't release himself.

"Did you know Wonder Woman's weakness?" Circe asked Tommy, taunting him. She was enjoying having the two heroes at her mercy. "Wonder Woman, the mighty Wonder Woman, loses all her power if she is tied up by a man. Those thin pieces of rope binding her hands make her worthless. Can you believe it?" Circe laughed again. "How stupid is that? Our mighty heroine, rendered helpless by simple man."

"Not that simple," The Duke added in. He walked towards Tommy and leaned down, looking him in the eye. "Tying her up, however, was remarkably simple. All I had to do was impersonate someone she trusted, someone that she'd let her guard down around. Do you know who that person was?" The Duke smiled widely, his teeth gleaming. "It was you, Batman. She trusted you and that is what let us catch her. How does that make you feel?"

The Duke waited, expecting an answer. He did not expect Tommy's head to come smashing into his teeth, dislodging two of them. The Duke fell to the ground, cursing. Circe burst out laughing, her cackle filling the room. As The Duke scrambled to his feet, he raised his hand to strike Tommy. Circe arrested his hand, however, holding it with her pink magic.

"Now now, Duke, we mustn't disturb our guests," She said with remarkable calm. "Besides, there's still the matter of your reward."

The Duke's demeanor changed at the talk of his reward. He smiled through blood-stained teeth. "That's right," He said with eagerness, "My reward!"

Circe smiled and sashayed towards him. "What was it you asked for?" She placed her arms around him, bringing him close.

The Duke seemed almost nervous to be this close to Circe. "Y-you said that if I helped you catch Wonder Woman then I could do whatever I wanted to you."

"That's right," Circe said smokily. She looked at The Duke seductively, a piece of purple bang hanging in her eyes. "And what exactly do you want to do to me?"

Tommy and Wonder Woman looked across the room at each other in confusion. This wasn't going to happen right in front of them, was it?
"I... I..." The Duke stammered at his words.

"Did you want to do this to me?" Circe asked as she took one of The Duke's hands in her own. She brought his pointer finger up to her mouth and sucked on it softly. The Duke held his breath. He nodded vigorously.

"How about this?" Circe asked, bringing herself close to The Duke. She ground herself against him, moaning softly. The Duke whimpered.

"And how about... oh my, Duke! Do you really want to..." She leaned forward and whispered something into The Duke's ear. His eyes bulged. He stammered out, "Oh god, yes."

"Oh Duke," Circe whispered into his ear. "You would want to do that to me. Because you're a man. And all men are pigs." Circe pushed The Duke away from her and pointed a long finger at him. His eyes shot wide with surprise as he was blasted with pink. Tommy and Wonder Woman's eyes shot wide with horror as The Duke was transformed, but not into Batman or Wonder Woman.

Circe transformed him into a pig.

Circe howled with laughter as her former partner screamed. The Duke ran from the temple, his squeals echoing in the hallway. As Circe continued to laugh with devilish delight, she turned her attention towards Tommy.

"You men are so predictable," Circe told him. "People say that I have a mystical power over you men but the truth is I don't need any special power to make you do what I want. My mystical power are these and this." As Circe spoke, she gestured to her tits and pussy. "You'd all betray your own mother for a piece of this. But none of you will ever have it because you are all unworthy of it." Circe laughed, that irritating laugh that made Tommy grit his teeth. She continued.

"Even now, tied up, your little Wonder Woman at my mercy, you're probably still thinking about fucking me. Aren't you, Batman?" Circe stood over Tommy, her long white legs just inches away from him. She lifted a leg and dug her high heel into his groin. Tommy groaned as the heel dug into the base of his dick. Circe smiled.

"I bet looking at Wonder Woman all tied up really makes you hard, doesn't it?" Circe got on her knees besides Tommy and whispered into his ear. "Don't you like seeing Wonder Woman so helpless? I bet you've dreamed about fucking her hard, her begging you to stop as you roughly had your way with her."

Tommy wondered if Circe could read minds or if she was just a very good guesser.

"I think I'd like to see that too," Circe said. She got up and walked towards Wonder Woman.

"Wouldn't you like to cum all over these Wonder Tits?" Circe asked, tearing at Wonder Woman's chestplate. Her breasts spilled out of her top. Wonder Woman gasped through her gag.

"How long have you wanted to spank this Wonder ass?" Circe asked, spanking Wonder Woman harshly with her hand. Wonder Woman's eyes seemed to tear up at the impact.

"I bet you'd just love to treat Wonder Woman like the slut that she is, show her that she's nothing but a worthless little whore," Circe stated. She looked Wonder Woman in the eye, their faces close. Then, without warning, Circe spit in Wonder Woman's face. Wonder Woman turned her head and then quickly returned it, glaring angrily at Circe. Circe only smiled in response.

"Get over here," Circe commanded Tommy. He stayed on the ground, his arms clasped behind him. Circe angrily shot a pink beam at him, forcing him up and towards her. Tommy struggled but it was no use; he walked towards Circe and the captive Wonder Woman.

When Tommy was near, Circe roughly tugged at his pants. She dropped them down to his thighs and then laughed with surprise.

"Now Batman, I don't remember turning any part of you into an elephant," She said, staring at his cock. "Did you know that he was so big?" She asked Wonder Woman. "I bet you did, you little slut."

Circe began to jerk Tommy's cock, trying to get him hard. He tried to fight his body but it was no use; he quickly became erect. Circe smiled as she watched his cock grow. Tommy tried to take solace in the fact that it wasn't her hand that made him hard; it was the idea of fucking Wonder Woman.

"Like I said, you men are so predictable," Circe taunted him. She pulled Tommy by the cock behind Wonder Woman. As she held him with one hand, she ripped Wonder Woman's star-speckled panties down with the other.

"Fuck her," Circe commanded. "Fuck this little slut now. Show her how worthless she is without her powers."

Tommy stared at Circe in disbelief. "This is weird as fuck," was all he could really say. She blasted his dick with a pink beam, causing him excruciating pain.

"Fuck her!" Circe shouted. "I want to see Wonder Woman for the whore she really is." As she spoke, Tommy noticed that Circe's nipples were very erect. 'She's getting off on this,' He thought.

"I can't fuck her with my hands behind my back," Tommy said. Circe weighed this in her mind and then Tommy felt the irons on his hands fall away. As Tommy gripped his wrists, rubbing the hurt away, he slipped a batarang into his hand.

"Fuck her," Circe said. She leaned up against a wall of the temple and slipped a hand underneath her tunic. Tommy saw it move as Circe began to masturbate, never taking her eye off Tommy & Wonder Woman.

Tommy wasn't quite sure what to do. He thought he could free Wonder Woman while Circe was distracted. But part of him wanted to fuck Wonder Woman so badly, especially while she was tied up. His two halves wrestled with one another as his cock yearned for release.

Tommy approached behind Wonder Woman, positioning himself behind her. He grabbed the bindings holding her hands with one hand, using it to balance himself, and with the other he positioned his dick at her pussy. Circe worked her hand quicker on her pussy as she saw Tommy arc his hips, preparing to thrust himself inside her nemesis...

Suddenly, Tommy used the bindings holding Wonder Woman's hands to lift himself up into the air. He lunged towards Circe, his leg extended in a kick. He got perilously close before Circe was able to remove her hand from between her thighs and send Tommy flying backwards. He slammed against the wall and then was held in the air, helpless before Circe's wrath.

"You bastard!" She howled at him, tightening her fist. Tommy could feel his body being crushed by an invisible fist. "You dare try touch me! You do not have the right to touch me! No man does!" She squeezed tighter. The pain was horrible, although Tommy felt a certain amount of pleasure in his still-erect dick.

"Did you really think you could defeat me?!" Circe asked, her eyes full of rage. "Answer me, worm!"

"...No," Tommy managed to eke out. "But maybe she could."

As Tommy spoke, Circe became aware of a golden rope being flung around her. It tightened as Circe turned to face the rope's owner.

"No!" She screamed as she saw Wonder Woman standing before her, freed. Wonder Woman moved faster than the eye could see as she tied Circe's arms to her sides, the rope completely ensnaring her. The lasso ensared Circe's waist, pushing her breasts up and pinning her arms to her sides. The Amazon then moved her bustier back, covering her breasts. When she finished, she stared at Circe with hate before turning her attention towards Tommy.

"Here's your batarang," She said, flipping it towards him.

"Thanks," He said, putting it back in its holster. In the back of his mind, he was sad that he wasn't going to fuck today.

"As for you," Wonder Woman said, turning her attention towards Circe. She looked at her for a long while. "I have defeated you many times, Circe, and each time I have tried to rehabilitate you in the Amazon tradition. I have banished you from this planet, I have sent you to the pits with Hades, I have even tried to make you an Amazon in the hope of finding your humanity."

"I actually liked being an Amazon," Circe interrupted, speaking quickly. "But I was overcome with the feeling that I wasn't worthy of it."

Tommy looked at Wonder Woman, confused. Why would the sorceress say this?

"Lasso of Truth," Wonder Woman explained. Tommy nodded. 'Of course,' He thought.

"I have tried all these different methods, Circe, and nothing has worked," Wonder Woman continued. "I think maybe you need a punishment that I can not give out." Wonder Woman motioned for Tommy towards her. He obediently walked over, standing next to the Amazon. With a quick kick, Wonder Woman dropped Circe to her knees.

"You have 30 minutes," Wonder Woman told Tommy.

"30 minutes to what?" Tommy asked. These Greeks were so confusing.

"30 minutes to what?" Circe asked. She seemed just as confused.

Wonder Woman gestured down with her eyes. Tommy glanced down and realized that his stick was still hanging out. It was still hard.

"Oh," Circe said. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh!" Tommy said. He weighed the implications of this and then his smile went wide.

"Your mistake is that you think I am not strong without my power," Wonder Woman told Circe. "Even without it, I am stronger than you could ever be. Without your power, you are weak, scared, and I have no pity for you."

Wonder Woman leaned forward and grabbed Circe's mouth, forcing it open. Wonder Woman spit inside it and then turned and walked out of the chamber.

Tommy stroked his cock as he looked at the captive sorceress on her knees in front of him. She looked up at his dick fearfully, her eyes glued to the tip of his rod.

"W-what are you going to do to me?" She asked tentatively.

"We men are so predictable," Tommy replied, "So why don't you tell me what I'm going to do to you?"

Circe was compelled to respond truthfully. "You're probably going to fuck my mouth," She said, "Then you'll most likely fuck my pussy. Probably put it in my ass, too, even if I beg you not to. And I imagine you won't be very nice about it."

'Damn,' Tommy thought, 'She really is a good guesser.'

Circe kept speaking her mind. "I'm scared of what your big cock will do to me. I haven't been fucked in a very long time. I say it's because no one is worthy but the reality is that I'm scared of being dominated. On the other hand, it makes me so, so wet. I don't know what I-"

"Okay, shut up," Tommy said as he stepped towards Circe and rammed his cock inside her open mouth. He didn't wait for her to adjust to his dick in her mouth; he immediately grabbed two fistfuls of her purple hair and began to aggressively fuck her mouth.

"Mmmphhh!!!" Circe managed out as Tommy's dick worked in and out of her throat. With her hands bound to her sides, Circe was completely helpless before Tommy. He enjoyed it, too. He wanted to make her feel just as powerless as she had made others feel for centuries. Circe's eyes swelled as she struggled to take Tommy's massive cock.

Tommy felt spit dripping down his balls almost instantly. Circe's mouth quickly lubricated Tommy's dick, her throat making halting swallowing sounds every time his cock hit the back of her throat. He thrust his dick deep in her mouth and held it, his hand moving to her nose and cutting off her airway. Circe's eyes strained as she struggled to hold her breath.

Finally, Tommy mercifully removed his cock from Circe's mouth. A long line of spit followed before breaking and landing on Circe's tits. Tommy rubbed it in, slipping his hand inside her tunic and gruffly grabbing a tit. Circe groaned as Tommy manhandled her.

"You deserve this, you know that, don't you?" He asked her.

Circe gasped out a reply. "I really do."

Tommy placed 4 fingers of his gloved hand inside Circe's mouth, quickly thrusting them in and out. When they were coated with her spit, he brought them out and smeared them across Circe's face. She closed her eyes and looked disgusted as her spit was rubbed across her eyes, nose and forehead. When Tommy was finished, Circe opened her eyes.

"Is this how I really make people feel?" She asked. Tommy nodded.

"Fuck, I'm really evil," She said. Tommy nodded again and then returned his cock to Circe's mouth. She accepted him more readily this time, and gave no resistance when Tommy began to bob her head on his dick. He grabbed two handfuls of purple hair and thrust Circe over and over again on his cock. Circe's spit flowed down her mouth, covering her chin and dropping down to her tits. Tommy shoved Circe hard onto his dick, pressing her nose into his pubic hair. He held her for a moment and then released her. She threw herself off his dick and almost fell backwards. Breathing heavily, she looked up at Tommy through wet eyes.

"Who's the worthless little whore now?" Tommy asked Circe while stroking his cock.

"It's me," Circe said. The fact that she couldn't lie made Tommy incredibly turned on.

"Say it," He demanded.

"I'm a worthless little whore," Circe said, almost matter-of-factly.

"Say it again," Tommy commanded.

"I'm a worthless little whore!" Circe shouted.

Tommy pulled Circe forward by her hair, dropping into a fuckable position. Circe landed with a thud, her hands unable to break her fall. Her face was pressed against the cold marble floor while her ass stuck up into the air. Tommy flipped her tunic over, exposing her ass, and moved behind her. He spanked her hard, as hard as she had spanked Wonder Woman. Circe squealed and reflexively moved her ass away from Tommy.

"You deserve to be punished, don't you?" Tommy asked Circe.

"Uh-huh," She squeaked out softly. Tommy spanked her hard once again. The red mark of his hand lingered on Circe's ass.

"Louder," He told her.

"I deserve to be punished," Circe said softly. Tommy spanked her again, hard. Circe's ass was a soft pink now.

"Louder!" He yelled at her.

"I'm an evil bitch and I deserve to be punished by your big cock!" Circe shouted back. Tommy was taken aback; that Lasso of Truth was really something. He certainly wasn't going to argue.

"You know, you were wrong about one thing," Tommy told her, as he rubbed the tip of his dick against Circe's clit. She was still wet from humiliating Wonder Woman earlier.

"What's that?" Circe asked genuinely.

"I was never going to fuck your pussy," Tommy told her.

Tommy knew that Circe was almost 3,000 years old. She had seen civilizations rise and fall. She had entertained (and tortured) some of the most powerful people in human history. There was almost nothing the great sorceress hadn't experienced.

But Tommy discovered that through Circe's long and interesting life, she had never taken a cock in her ass. It was evident by how tight she was.

Circe didn't even have time to register a complaint before she felt the pressure of Tommy's head pressing against her asshole. She screamed as Tommy's dick popped inside her, stretching her insides.

Tommy held his breath as he felt her ass adjust to his cock. He grabbed her roughly by both hips and began to push. Circe yelped with every push as Tommy's dick went deeper and deeper inside her, his dick soon halfway inside her.

"Do you like my cock in your ass?" Tommy asked her, grabbing her by her hair and lifting her head up from the marble floor.

"Y-yes, it feels... it feels good," She said, the lasso betraying her. Tommy smiled and thrusted deeper, his cock disappearing inside Circe's ass. He held onto her hair as his dick thrust all the way inside her, his hips slapping against her ass. Circe shuddered and she yelled something in a language Tommy didn't understand. He began to fuck her ass, pulling about halfway out before thrusting all the way back in. The collision of hips and ass echoed in the temple.

"I love your cock in my ass!" Circe screamed. In response, Tommy slapped her ass hard, the force stinging his hand. Circe screamed again and Tommy began to fuck her harder. Circe's arms still pinned to her sides by Wonder Woman's lasso, she was completely at Tommy's mercy. He had none for her.

Tommy's dick pounded inside Circe with a ferocity Tommy didn't know he had. The sorceress's screams had devolved into a low, monotonous moan that escaped her lips every time he shoved himself deep inside her. Tommy pushed her head back down to the floor, her ass still sticking up into the air. Tommy fucked her, his balls slapping against her pussy while his dick continued to assault Circe's ass. With her face down and ass up, the top of Tommy's dick was sliding along the side of her asshole as it entered her. He gritted his teeth at the sensation.

"Unh, unh, unh," Circe continued to moan repeatedly as Tommy had his way with her. Tommy contorted himself and worked his leg around so that he could place one of his heavy armored boots on Circe's head. He held her in place with his foot and tried his best to fuck her. The position was honestly kind of awkward for Tommy but the idea of dominating this ancient sorceress was enough to make up for it.

Circe seemed to get off on it, anyway; Tommy heard her voice shake. Below him, Tommy could see Circe straining her arms, trying desperately to get her hands on her pussy. Tommy buried himself deep inside Circe, causing her to almost sob in pleasure.

"Do you want to cum?" Tommy asked, taunting her. Circe nodded, her eyes closed.

"Do you want me to work your pussy with my hand?" Tommy asked. As he asked, he moved his hand down to her pussy. Circe's breathing became ragged.

"You would want me to do that," Tommy said, "Because you're Circe. And deep down, underneath all your attitude, you're a little whore."

Tommy removed his hand from Circe's pussy and fucked her as fast as he could, his hip aching at the awkward position he was in. As he fucked her, Tommy could see that a small pool of drool was forming on the tile next to Circe's face. Tommy didn't think she knew where she was right now.

He eventually abandoned his position and removed his foot from Circe's head, returning to kneeling position behind her.

"Fuck my cock," Tommy demanded. Circe complied as best she could, although it was difficult being tied down as she was. She worked her hips back on Tommy's cock, pulling him out so that Tommy could see the very tip of his dick before thrusting as far as she could back on it. Tommy spanked her occasionally as she pierced herself with his spear, turning her ass a bright pink. Circe's rhythmic moaning continued.

Tommy began to fuck Circe back once more, his hips and her ass slamming together loudly in the chamber. The roaring fire in the center of the room and their moans filled the air but Tommy could have sworn he heard another person moan off in the distance. He was far too distracted to listen to that, though, and he kept fucking Circe roughly.

As Tommy pounded Circe's ass, she slowly began to scoot forward on the slick tile. Tommy went with her, gradually lying on top of Circe. He put his weight on top of her and kicked her legs together, groaning at the unbelievable tightness that surrounded his dick. He struggled simply to move his prick in Circe's ass and she began to screech.

Tommy could feel Circe shaking and realized that his cock in her ass was actually going to make her cum. He struggled to control his own orgasm at the realization.

"You have to ask my permission to cum," Tommy told her, slowing his thrusting. Circe whimpered.

"Please let me cum," She begged, trying in vain to thrust herself up onto Tommy's cock.

"Are you going to be a good little slut from now on?" Tommy asked, beginning to fuck her a little faster.

"I'll be such a good little slut for you, Batman!" Circe said breathlessly. "I'll change my ways and I'll fuck whoever wants me. Please, just let me cum!"

"Cum," Tommy demanded. Almost as the words escaped his lips Circe began to orgasm, bucking her hips up against Tommy's dick. He fucked her back quickly, driving himself down inside her tight asshole. Circe screamed into the tile below her as her body pulsated pleasure. Tommy pulled her hair, sending her screams up into the air.

Tommy could feel his cock twitching and he knew he was going to cum. He pulled himself out of Circe's ass and hopped up to his feet, a hand shooting to his cock and stroking it furiously. His other hand never left Circe's hair and she was dragged up to her knees. She squealed in surprise, her orgasm interrupted, and she looked up at Tommy in surprise. Her eyes met his right as he began to cum on her face.
The first spurt of cum actually flew over Circe, shooting almost 5 feet in the air and landing on the marble tile behind her. The rest splattered on Circe's face as Tommy never stopped jerking his dick. The cum was splattered on Circe's white face and purple hair, a small dollop landing in one of her baby blue eyes. She screamed in surprise and shut her eye tightly, her hand unable to wipe it out of her eye. Tommy shot wave after wave over her, burying her face with his cum.

As the last bit began to spill out of Tommy's cock, he moved Circe's head close to his dick. She obediently opened her mouth and Tommy deposited the last little bit of his cum inside her mouth before he suddenly began to aggressively fuck her mouth one last time, Circe breathing harshly around his cock as he fucked her throat. Tommy moved his quickly softening cock out of her mouth and Circe gasped for breath, the cum that he deposited spilling out of her mouth.

Still never letting go of her hair, Tommy walked past Circe, pulling her along with him. She struggled to turn around and shuffle on her knees with him, trying to keep up with him. He dragged her 5 feet away, where his cum had landed after flying over her head.

"Lick it up," Tommy commanded.

The sorceress looked at Tommy and for a moment he thought she would balk but then she obediently leaned down to the floor. Tommy finally let go of her hair and Circe dipped down and, never breaking eye contact, licked the long trail of Tommy's cum off the ground.

"Gargle it," Tommy commanded.

Circe tilted her head back dramatically. The gargling noise echoed in the chamber.

"Now spit it out," Tommy told her. "You don't deserve to swallow my cum."

Circe at once opened her mouth. Tommy's cum slowly fell out of her mouth, landing on one of the sorceress's perfect breasts.

"Have you learned your lesson?" Tommy asked Circe, the great Circe, her face covered in her spit and his cum.

"Yes, sir," She replied.

***

Tommy left Circe in the central room of the temple and walked towards the exit. Wonder Woman was leaning against a pillar outside, waiting for him.

"Everything's clear on this island," She told him.

"You were out here the whole time?" Tommy asked. He was still thinking about the third voice he had heard before.

"Of course," Wonder Woman said, straightening up stiffly. "How was Circe's... punishment?"

Tommy didn't say anything; he simply smiled.

Wonder Woman rolled her eyes. "I would never do something like this normally," She told him. "But Circe is a special case and her torture revealed to me how she really felt. It was only to help her, you understand."

"Sure thing," Tommy said. "I don't think either one of us enjoyed putting her through that."

Wonder Woman frowned at Tommy. Then her face softened and she began to speak.

"I... I wanted to say that I appreciate the way you... that even after the run-ins we've had together that you didn't... what I mean to say is..."

"You're welcome," Tommy said.

Wonder Woman smiled at him. Tommy's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. "Thank you." Then her face got incredibly serious and Tommy's heart couldn't help but stop. "But if you ever tell anyone about this I'll-"

"Not a soul," Tommy said. He crossed his heart with his hand.

"Good," Wonder Woman replied. "I'll take care of Circe from here. Hopefully we can get these animals turned back into people. ...Except for The Duke, maybe."

Wonder Woman walked through the entrance of the temple. As she did, Tommy called out to her. The Amazon turned and looked at him.

"Are you sure there was no one else in the temple while I was in there with Circe?" He asked her. Wonder Woman shook her head.

"Oh, okay," Tommy said, smiling slightly. "By the way, you missed a little bit down there."

Tommy strode away, calling for Cyborg to teleport him back, as Wonder Woman hurriedly wiped away the drizzle of cum that was running down her leg.