Patron Reward: Wonder Woman's Payback (Patreon)

A pleasant surprise of a reward story. A sequel to the series of Wonder Woman vs Power Girl, tacking on a bit of lore that I ran by the original commissioner. It all fits in the premise, which overall boils down to Diana was repeatedly humiliated by and eventually marries Power Girl and Queen Hippolyta. For all the embarrassment she goes through, there's a sideplot of Diana getting more powerful and learning about her godly background. Wanting to explore Diana getting some payback for all the crap she's going through.

You can see the archives of it over at https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/24915/Wonder-Woman-vs-Power-Girl---Power-Play-commission.

“Do you think Diana’s doing alright?”

It was a long overdue question, really. Karen and Hippolyta had stayed up a bit later for a drink and a walk around the island where they’d taken their extended honeymoon while the princess turned queen went to bed early.  Karen had flown to and from Paradise Island here and there to make sure things were doing fine back home, leaving them to relax and enjoy each other’s company. Hippolyta thought Wonder Woman seemed a bit on edge, all things considered. Learning that she’d been secretly time traveling to save the world explained some but not all of her stress lately. It had been quietly growing for some time now, and Power Girl was noticing it now that she pointed it out.

“Do you think it’s cold feet from the wedding?” PG offered.

“It’s been going on longer than that. I think we may have overwhelmed her… and she’s been facing many more losses than she’s used to.”

The busty blonde in her small bikini pursed her lips. She started to object, but with all the challenges and tournaments she could recall, Diana had always struggled if not failed. She frowned and slumped her shoulders.

“It’s a shame. She’s got so much potential. Do you think she just needs a win? I could let her beat me at pingpong…” Karen mused.

Hippolyta laughed as she hung off her wife’s arm.

“Not like that. She’s an amazon, and she would be able to see right through a thrown duel. However… I think you’re on the right track. We should make some arrangements.”

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The next morning, Diana woke to an invitation to a small deserted island left on the pillow. She flew to it dressed in her usual Wonder Woman costume as instructed, finding that Power Girl had already flown there carrying HIppolyta. Her mothers turned wives waited for her in their own usual combat attire: Power Girl in her white leotard and Hippolyta in her traditional toga.

“Good morning, beautiful,” PG greeted, rolling her shoulders to stretch out her arms and breasts.

“It’s been a while, so we thought we’d start the morning out with a proper spar,” Hippolyta offered with a smile.

Diana winced at the offer, remembering all the various interrogations, torture sessions and one-sided matches she’d been through with them. Hippolyta held up an assuring hand.

“No gimmicks. No tricks. No weapons. We’re both so proud of how you’ve grown and developed as a woman and a warrior. We want you to feel comfortable going all out against us without any fear of repercussions or hurting us. We trust you to stop yourself before things get out of control.”

“Against the both of you? Very well,” Diana said, that same bit of nervous edge to her voice.

She shifted into a ready position, drawing on all the focus and strength she’d recovered during their long break. She knew that she would need to be if she was going to face two of the more powerful women she knew.

Karen sped off, moving at her usual superhuman speed. Diana reacted nearly as quickly, pivoting smartly on her heel as the blonde came at her side. She blocked an attempted kick, even if it took a combination of her lifetime of combat training and godly reflexes to stop the kryptonian attack. PG clearly wasn’t holding back, so Diana knew she’d have to bring out her best to stand a chance. Hippolyta came rushing right towards her while she was busy with Karen, her breasts wobbling wildly around in her royal toga. Diana hissed warily through her teeth before she drew the lasso of truth from her belt and gave it a few expert twists and tosses that would make a rodeo queen jealous.

Diana quickly looped the enchanted rope around Karen’s extended leg and threw the lasso end out towards her mother. Hippolyta dodged around it, but Diana had expected as much and caught the rope around a car-sized stone behind her. Karen shouted a warning too late as Diana pulled hard, reeling in the rock that shattered to bits against Hippolyta’s back and head. The original queen gasped and stumbled to her hands and knees, leaving her breasts hanging in the grass and her thick ass sticking up behind her. The trip even pulled on the other end of the rope, causing Karen to stumble with her.

The rock clearly wasn’t enough to put Hippolyta out of the fight, but it bought Diana some time to focus on one of her opponents. She dug deep as she clenched one of her fists, making her biceps bulge. It felt like her last chance at payback, making a righteous fury wash over her normal flinching and awkwardness around her lovers. Her eyes glowed as she unconsciously drew upon the godly energy that she tended to keep stored away at times of peace. Her body briefly radiated with a vague, golden white aura before she threw a mighty hook into the stumbling Karen. It connected with a resounding boom as Power Girl was swept off her feet, her huge tit crushing out of shape as she whipped over backward and slammed into the ground. A significant crater erupted around her as she felt like her breast was being punched out through her back.

PG coughed wetly, her eyes and mouth bugged open from the surprising punch. Diana knew that still wasn’t enough, catching the blonde wife by her leg. She turned and swung her by it, whipping Karen overhead like she was a living club. Karen had just enough time for a brief yell before her face and chest was smashed into the ground on Diana’s other side. She repeated the process, bashing Karen into the earth a dozen times like a raging ape before flinging her away, sending Power Girl flying like a blonde meteor. She crashed through two dozen trees and a few stones before landing in a dazed heap at the end of the wreckage. After that intense of a beating, she was left stunned and speechless with her costume ripped to shreds and falling off her body in scraps.

Hippolyta came charging at Diana from behind, but the princess turned quickly and calmly as her intensely zen-like “god mode” easily picked up on her coming. Hippolyta had already leapt in for a mighty punch of her own, but Diana swiftly smacked it aside and reached into her toga to grab her by the breasts instead. The heroine squeezed the huge handfuls, her fingers curling inward to crush the big motherly orbs like a pair of vices. Hippolyta howled as she was caught in midair, shocked by the intimate agony as she grabbed at Diana’s wrists.

“You’ve known me all my life, mother, but I know your tricks as well,” Diana warned with a slightly bitter growl to her voice.

Wonder Woman flew a few feet up, lifting Hippolyta with her before spinning in place. The eldest queen shrieked as she was whipped around by her breasts, spinning so fast that her loose toga went flying off her body. With her mother fully naked, Diana dove abruptly towards the ground and spiked her head into the surface with her tits still serving as handles. The earth gave way as Hippolyta was driven head-first into the ground like a stake, her big bare tits the only thing that stopped her from going further as she remained suspended upside down. Diana’s eyes flared with more divine righteousness as she raised a hand and brought its palm crashing down on one of Hippolyta's ass cheeks. The thick booty wobbled like wild as the shockwave of Queen Diana’s wrath coursed through the queen’s famous ass. Her screams could be heard through the thick earth around her head as her legs kicked around frantically. With her options so limited, Diana easily wove around the blind thrashing and kept the thunderous spanks raining down on her. She only stopped when she raised a fist and brought it hammering down between Hippolyta’s legs. Her mother’s weakness for shaking her ass around and being spanked was made perfectly clear as she hit with a wet splat, sending an abrupt squirting orgasm gushing out of herself like a fountain. Hippolyta’s howls of pleasure echoed underground as her body spasmed and finally came to a stop.

Diana turned back to Power Girl just as she was regaining some of her senses. The busty blonde put on her most focused expression and rushed at Wonder Woman, firing off a blast of her heat vision. It went right for Diana’s breasts, just as the brunette expected. She crossed her arms in front of her and deflected the twin beams, expertly redirecting them back to zap Karen in the crotch with one of them. The blonde yelped and cut off her charge, doubling over to clutch her stinging snatch.

She was wide open for Diana to fly at her and slam a double uppercut into PG’s tits. They flew up from the impact, jiggling as they slapped the blonde in the face. Karen’s eyes crossed in a daze as her goddess of a wife unleashed a barrage of punches on her, pounding her huge boobs around like fleshy punching bags. The gawking PG was powerless to stop her blinding assault that only seemed to grow faster and stronger as she went, unleashing her full power in their unrestricted spar. Her fists only stopped when Diana pivoted sharply on one boot, slapping Karen across the face with her tits as they popped out of her costume. The fleshy smack made Karen’s head jerk to one side, reeling and collapsing to the ground. She weakly pushed at the ground, trying to force herself back up. Her blurry eyes focused just to see the limp Hippolyta buried upside down not far from her.

“Okay… oof… that’s eno-UFF!”

Karen was cut off again as Diana stood over her and sat down sharply. Her dropping hips smashed her crotch into the blonde heroine’s face, muffling her voice with her muff as Diana glared down at her.

“Your yield is not accepted. Not yet…” she intoned ominously.

Karen’s eyes went wide as the only part of her face visible past Diana’s thighs and crotch. Her legs squeezed around her head, making her go beet red as her air was cut off. She gagged and started sweating buckets on the spot as she started to realize that for all their teasing and sexual situations, Diana really was one of the most powerful warriors on the planet (if not the galaxy) when she wanted to be. And she’d just provoked her into going all out on her.

Diana kept up the head scissor as she bounced her hips up and down, looking like she was giving Power Girl an especially intense grinding at a strip club. Her bouncing curves were deceptive for the jackhammering force her thighs and hips were putting out to bash PG’s head against the ground, launching debris and shaking the earth beneath her thrusts. Even in her dread at the situation, when Diana started pummeling her pussy at super speed, the rapid bursts of pain were close enough to a vibration to make PG thrust her hips up, eyes rolling as she came from the clitoral beating.

Karen was getting lightheaded from the choking and the beating, just for Diana to suddenly stand back up. She grabbed Power Girl by the hair and went to Hippolyta, unearthing her like an especially milfy carrot. The curvy queen spat out some dirt in a glassy-eyed daze, but Diana just took both her wives by the hair and went rocketing across the water. She pushed their heads lower than her as she cruised over the surface, shoving their heads beneath the ocean water. She tore great trenches along the surface with the super strong women’s faces, settling slowly back into place in her wake. The naked beauties’ bare tits flopped around as the crashing waves slapped and punished their jugs, sending shocks of pain to make them shriek and gasp, choking on the water as they went.

Diana came to an abrupt stop, tossing them both a couple feet into the air. The dazed women coughed up water as their tits were battered bright red from the merciless surface of the water smacking them around. Their heads lolled as their bodies ragdolled, just for Diana to fly after them and slam her bracelets together. Her godly energy erupted out of them and launched both Hippolyta and Karen into the sky, heat scorching every inch of them as they flew like shrieking shooting stars. They had just flown into the lower atmosphere when Diana caught up to them, grabbing them both and slamming them together. She caught Karen while she was upside down in her freefall tumble, so this meant that she was pushed into Hippolyta with her face buried in her pussy and vice versa. Diana wrapped her arms around both her wives at once, forcing them tighter together and flying back down towards the island they’d started on in a double piledriver. Their naked bodies smashed into the island hard enough that the landmass nearly split in half as the goddess brought her mighty lovers crashing to the earth.

Their bodies flopped out of her grasp into the deep crater, eyes rolled almost completely back into their heads. Diana wrapped her strong arms around each of their necks, squashing their faces against her own plump breasts while their gawking, drooling lips were pushed together in a clumsy kiss. They still gagged as her bulging muscles tightened around their throats, pushing them tighter against her chest and each other’s lips.

“Now… do you yield?” Diana asked sternly.

Hippolyta and Karen were barely conscious, but they had enough strength and wits about them to raise their hands and tap out rapidly against Diana’s thighs. They sputtered some pathetic attempts at words, but their surrender was obvious. The divine glow finally left Diana’s body as she let herself relax and her limp wives fell from her arms. The normally uptight warrior woman sighed and cracked a smile.

“Thank you… I think I needed that,” she said fondly.

She ended up having to pick up her wives over her shoulders to fly them back to their hotel. They didn’t have the convenience of the healing springs from Paradise Island with them, but she always kept some emergency bottles on hand. She spent the night massaging her lovers like she had on many other nights, but this time felt different. She was rubbing the healing waters into them rather than any sort of forced worship, and they clearly knew it. In fact, Karen and Hippolyta seemed rather turned on by her new confidence and show of strength putting them in their place. When it came to their evening’s lovemaking, there was no question who was in charge and who was on top for the night.