Wonderful Paintball with Goblins 2 (F40+MMM20+ NonConsent, Mind Control, Goblins, Wonder Woman)

Wonderful Paintball with Goblins 2

Battle, Victory, and Truth

(In part 1 we saw Diana defeat goblins that had found their way to earth and captured a policewoman. Discovering paintball guns, the goblin Blix determines to use the magic of goblin cum addiction to break Wonder Woman. After weeks of sniping, she is finally free to hunt them down)

Diana had trained with the Amazons before she trained in man’s world with the advanced technology of the US intelligence and defense agencies, she had learned to hunt beasts beyond mortal ken using the senses the goddesses gave her, and the training of thousands of years of warrior tradition. Goblins could hide their tracks using magic, this was true, but two of the targets she was tracking were human. The two policewomen that the Goblins had encountered had either already been ravished, or had been exposed to the same Goblin cum and its will breaking addiction and aphrodisiac properties. If her will as an Amazon, as a living goddess was being tested, surely these mortal women would be worse off.

Using her computer access, she tracked the phones of the two policewomen. Sure enough both of them had moved to the same location before going off the air. They might not be there anymore, but that is where the goblins met them. While Goblins might be able to pass traceless as fog when on the hunt, they were careless as drunken frat boys when there was a woman available. They would make mistakes, and be trackable. She was Wonder Woman, she was the Defender of All Women. With her Lasso of Truth, Hestia’s golden lariat, she could break the horrible and degrading magic of the goblins on those women and defeat the goblin menace.

Dropping from the sky with the silence of a shadow, the bronzed skin of the goddess and the gold highlights of her costume reflected the moonlight, while the dark iron of her bracers merely highlighted the shadows that defined the muscles of a born warrior. She moved with the grace and hunger of a jungle predator as she stalked towards Splatter Blaster Paintball, and her destiny.

Blix watched as his goblins spit roasted the two policewomen. Proud women warriors of this realm, the power of goblin cum could not be resisted, and now they were sucking eagerly on the deflated cocks of the Goblins that had already used them, willing to ready them to take them again, and again, until their very consciousness was lost to the power of goblin fucking. He smiled, they were doubtless already pregnant. Their scent told him that much, but that would only make them more desperate to please their goblin masters. After a few children they would wear out and die, but until their death, they would beg only to be taken again, used just one more time by the great green goblin cocks that broke them.

Blix felt his own cock hardening, but he would not lower himself to use these women. There was only one woman for him. Wonder Woman. His sperm alone had filled every paintball. His sperm alone had been used to infect, addict, and obsess the Champion of the Amazons. He would wait for her. She could not withstand. She was the proudest woman in existence, a goddess walking the earth, a power so far beyond mortal men let alone lowly goblin as to be a sacrilege even to think about defying her. He would defile her, despoil her, break her, breed her. He would train her to beg for him, fight for him, and bear him on her back like a riding beast, even as he bred her like the lowly female animal he would teach her she was. His cock twitched, as if sensing his prey approached. He wondered about warning his men, but he didn’t have time.

Diana punched though the wall far away from the doors. She struck no pose, made no speech. She was not here as a heroine, but a warrior. She was the wrath of the Amazons, the rage of oppressed women, she was the embodiment of women’s unleashed potential. The two goblins raping the police women in the middle of the paintball building’s warehouse like interior range were lassoed by the neck and whipped into the back wall so hard they never knew they were attacked. She used that force to propel her between the two desperate policewomen, still whimpering their outrage and emptiness as their beloved rapists were yanked unceremoniously from their ravaged womanhood. Two palm heel strikes banished the two goblins receiving oral refreshers to blessed unconsciousness almost before they could figure out they were under attack.

A dozen goblins descended on the Amazon from all sides with claws and fangs. Striking faster than tigers, stronger than bears, with the low cunning of the beast and many years of savage learning, they moved as a very storm of claw and fang. In this whirlwind of death and hunger that would have rendered any ordinary hero, any Elven Knight or Amazon warrior into bloody components. This storm of fang and claw broke upon Wonder Woman. She was no ordinary hero, no Amazon warrior. She was a living goddess. Born to the Queen of the Amazons, sired by Zeus the Thunderer, god of the storm itself, she feared no storm because it flowed in her veins.

With a primal scream of rage, she met storm with storm, rage with rage, the hunger of the goblins to conquer and defile met the hunger of Wonder Woman to be free and proud. Blood from shattered jaws, screams from shattered limbs, and the low wet sounds of broken bodies filled the warehouse as Diana, daughter of Hippolyta Queen of the Amazons, showed the Goblins the difference between their inhuman power, and the rage of a living goddess.

One goblin got a bite on her shoulder, his fangs digging deep, but she ignored the pain as she slammed one into the wall, back kicked another through the fake building of the paintball course, before reaching back to grab the one that dug his fangs into her tender flesh, but could not pierce it.

She pinched his neck until he squealed, then stuffed him face first into a garbage can in a casual demonstration of her power.

Covered in goblin blood and Amazon sweat, she looked like the goddess she was. The promise of woman triumphant, the glory and unconquered defender of all women. Truly, a Wonder Woman.

Smiling like a goddess of mercy, unlike the almost berserk warrior of moments before, she took her lasso and bound the two women.

“Please, please Wonder Woman. Let us go with them. We need them, we LOVE them!” The once proud but now broken policewomen begged to be allowed to go with the defeated goblins, rather than be returned to freedom.

Wonder Woman knew the magic that was in them. She knew this was worse than man’s oppression of women because it was not external force compelling them to submit, but a corruption of woman’s own power to turn what ought to be the source of her pride and ambition into a desire to serve, to be used and even abused by these vile goblins just for another taste of that vile corrupting magic goblin cum. She could not curse Aries enough for fathering the race on an Elven concubine in the Age of Myth, and unleashing them on the women of every race as his vengeance for resisting him.

Her magic was stronger, her will was greater. She bent her will upon the two women now, and used the power of Hestia’s Lariat to burn the Goblin magic from them.

“You will not desire goblins any more. They have no power over you. You will not be aroused by goblins any more. The thought of lying with them disgusts you. You will turn your weapons upon goblins if you ever see them again. You cannot be tamed by them. You cannot love them. You do not desire them. You would NEVER submit to them. Goblins are nothing to you.”

Wonder Woman’s voice was like the thunder of her father, like the iron of her weapons, and her eyes flashed with all the rage of a warrior and all the command of a Queen.

The two policewomen dressed and supported each other as they left the building, never to look back. Diana drew her sword, and moved to finish the goblins. She was a superheroine not a murder, but these goblins were a danger the other heroes could not figure out. No one who was not an Amazon could figure out the threat they were to all women. For any woman to be safe, the goblins must die. She moved towards the goblins when the sound of clapping came from behind her.

Blix the goblin stood alone, his cock hard and jutting a full foot from his green body. He laughed low and throaty.

“A nice speech, too bad you don’t believe it. Go ahead, you can kill the other goblins if you want. It won’t help. The only cum that has touched you has been mine. The only cum that can satisfy you is mine. The only cum you can’t live without is mine. Go ahead, kill me, and free yourself if you can.” Blix stroked his cock, and waved it at her.

Wonder Woman lashed out with her Lasso of Truth and bound Blix.

“What have you done to me?” She screamed as she lifted him in her arms, ready to crush him, to dash him through the concrete of the floor, binding him with her lasso to tell the truth she demanded.

“What did I do to you Wonder-Whore? I taught you your place. I taught you your purpose. I taught you the truth. You lost the second my cum soaked into you. Your body understands, you pussy is weeping right now, soaking through your slut pants bad enough I can smell it. Your big tits are so swollen now with milk I can see you barely fit in your costume. All ready for goblin mouths to suck on. You are so ready to be fucked full of a hundred goblin babies, you will be my breeding bitch until I have an army of untouchable and unbeatable goblin sons to tear down those haughty Fairy Queens, then your precious Amazons, then this human world of yours until every woman is a goblin fuck toy!”

Diana screamed so loud the stunned goblins were shocked back to consciousness. The lasso spoke only truth.

Blix, still bound, advanced on Wonder Woman who backed away now in fear from the swaying cock of the three foot goblin, even though his arms were tightly bound by her, and the magic of her lasso compelled him to obey every command she gave.

“What is it going to be Wonder-Whore? Are you going to use your magic to make me free you? Or are you going to use your magic to tell me to take you, to break you, to make you my breeding bitch? Which is it, proud Amazon, or goblin fuck meat?”

Wonder Woman picked him up again, tears of rage in her eyes, and drove her mouth onto his cock.

Falling to her knees, she let her will collapse and the magic lasso released Blix who grabbed the proud Princess of Power and began to throat fuck her. He reached down and freed her enormous milkers for his claws and enjoyed the growing hunger and desperation of her blowjob. Knowing she wasn’t broken yet, he pulled her off his cock and slapped her face a half dozen times, sneering at her. Wrapping the lasso around her as he was bound himself, he bound them both in the truth magic of her greatest weapon.

“Tell me Wonder-Slut, what do you want to be, a free Amazon, or my goblin fuck-meat? TELL ME!” Blix commanded.

“Goblin fuck-meat! Make me your goblin fuck-meat master!” The Defender of All Women begged on her knees.

Blix pushed her face into the ground and pulled off her star spangled panties and bound her proud arms up behind her back. Rubbing his goblin bitch breaker on her proud Amazon pussy, he gave the Goddess one last chance at freedom.

“Beg for it Wonder Bitch, beg to be my breeding bitch or I won’t give you the fucking you need. I will go back to Fairy and leave you to go insane without the cum you are already addicted to.” Blix demanded, rubbing his cock over her delicate feminine blossom.

“Please fuck me master! Make me your breeding bitch!” Wonder Woman screamed, the blood of Zeus carried unrivaled power, but it also carried a sex drive the Ruler of Olympus never controlled, and Wonder Woman never admitted. Her need was as great as her power, and her ability to control it was weakened by her long denial. She pushed back onto his cock, impaling herself with a scream.

Blix began to pound into her pussy, feeling the proud Amazon’s trained body milk his cock better than the dreams of Aphrodite. The other goblins she had defeated crawled over, the first planting his lips and fangs on her glorious goddess breasts and sucking so hard he drew milk from the already primed breeding bitch. Wonder Woman opened her mouth to moan, and a third goblin climbed on the seconds shoulders, long enough to stuff his cock into Wonder Woman’s mouth.

The goblins fucked Wonder Woman until she was so cock drunk she allowed herself to be ridden by Blix, using her lasso around her tits as the reins, he rode her shoulders like a pony into Fairy, with her hands bound behind her back with her own star spangled pants.

She was not seen again for years.

The gate to from Fairy opened up, and a enormous Hobgoblin, the same green goblin shape given herculean power and the almost inhuman beauty of his mother’s blood stalked into the abandoned paintball factory. Behind him six naked elven women, bodies muscled in lithe perfection as only Fairy Knights could be, carried in a bound Amazon goddess. She was moaning and struggling, trying to reach the Hobgoblin with an empty eyed hunger that caused her to clench and unclench her thighs in wordless, mindless lust.

The Hobgoblin kissed her, and she sucked his tongue into her mouth before he pulled his mouth off and replaced her gag. He took up the Lasso of Truth and placed his own compulsions on her.

“I’m sorry mother. Your lust was just too much. You were mother to a dozen of us, the new Goblin Kings, and your blood will breed strong as we bring down these proud elven knights and the Fairy Queens beyond, but if we keep you in Fairy, you will kill us all. dad was right, you were passion no human could handle, you just about Snu-snu’d us into extinction. We can’t keep up with you mother. You really are a Wonder among women. As much as I hate to do it, I have to free you. Goodbye mother. Never come to Fairy, and we will never come back.

Forget about Goblins. You do not need Goblin cum. You do not want Goblin cum. You do not love to be fucked by goblins, you do not need to be fucked by goblins, you do not want to be fucked by goblins.”

Wonder Woman screamed, her body thrashing, trying and failing to withstand his commands, the mercy, if you can call it that, of what was left of the Goblin race.

“Forget about us mother. Forget all about the goblins who broke you, the goblins who bred you, and forget about us, dearest mother. I am afraid, at the end, you were just too much woman for us.”

The Hobgoblin lead his once proud elven slave girls back into fairy, leaving behind a mother that would forget him, even if no goblin would ever forget the Goddess they broke so badly her hunger nearly fucked them to death.

Wonder Woman came to slowly, examining her uniform, her weapons, and feeling the health and matchless vitality of her body in perfect order. She was confused and, sad? About what she couldn’t say. Shaking her head, she set off into the night. The world never stopped turning, and there was at all times another battle waiting for Wonder Woman.

NSFW: yes

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