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A Most Ancient Pact (DC Comics)

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For thousands of years, the Amazons of Themyscira had lived without any contact with the outside world. Man's World, as they called it. But in more recent times, Queen Hippolyta's daughter Diana had gone out into Man's World and made a name for herself. For decades now, she had represented the Amazons of Themyscira as Wonder Woman and acted as the bridge between them and the rest of the world.

That did not mean that men were allowed on Themyscira outside of extreme circumstances such as alien invasions. It did mean, however, that if a man were to appear on Themyscira, they were far less likely to be killed or imprisoned out of hand and far more likely to be brought before her for judgment. They could thank the likes of Steve Trevor for that.

And so, when Hippolyta is informed that a cloaked man had appeared on the beach and allowed himself to be apprehended by the Amazons patrolling there, she's surprised but not too worried. While this is certainly unusual, it's not as unusual as it once was and probably not any cause for alarm.

After all? What can one man hope to do in the face of all of Themyscira? And so Hippolyta has him escorted to her for an audience so that she can find out what should be done with him, not really thinking much of it at first.

It's not until he stands before her, surrounded by her warriors as she sits on her throne, and tosses the hood of his cloak back that Hippolyta realizes she probably should have thought a LOT more about it.

"… Savage."

Vandal Savage grins wickedly up at her, the Immortal Man's eyes twinkling merrily with amusement and delight. A shiver runs down Hippolyta's spine before…

"Leave us."

The other Amazons in the room stiffen at this, protests immediately falling from their lips.

"What?!"

"My Queen, you can't be serious!"

"This man, who is he? He might have bad intentions!"

But Hippolyta cuts through the air with a sharp hand and snarls, rising from her throne in the process.

"Am I not your Queen? Obey me and empty the throne room! I will speak with this man alone!"

Properly cowed by her anger, the other women all file out of the throne room, the heavy doors closing behind them with a sense of finality. All the while, Vandal Savage stays right where he is. He doesn't move an inch. Hippolyta is the one who approaches, struggling to maintain her composure even as she descends from her throne. Her golden crown glints atop her head, and her golden armor reflects the sunlight streaming through the large windows nearby.

"I was not expecting you, Savage. Your visits are not usually so… blatant."

Smirking, Savage tilts his head to the side, chuckling softly.

"Your little island is more connected to the rest of the world than ever before, Queen Hippolyta. It seemed fitting to finally let your people see me. Perhaps they will see a lot more of me in the coming years."

Hippolyta stiffens at the casual threat. Her eyes narrow and she scowls angrily as she plants her hands on her hips.

"And why should I allow such a thing? Why should I not punish you for this intrusion, no matter our history together?"

Vandal Savage just smirks and strides forward, crossing the distance between them faster than Hippolyta can react. His hand is in her golden locks and he's pulling her into a rough, domineering kiss that has Hippolyta stiffening in surprise, her eyes widening and a gasp escaping her lips.

One would expect her to draw her sword and run the presumptuous man through. Certainly, every other woman on Themyscira would expect it of their strong, independent, and powerful Queen.

… For a single, fleeting moment Hippolyta does resist Savage's kiss. But only for a moment. Her Queenly dignity gives way to instinctive submission and as he deepens the kiss, she surrenders to him almost entirely, her body melting against his as she yields to his dominance.

What nobody knows, save for perhaps some of the Greek Gods… is that the myths are not entirely accurate. The story goes that Hippolyta and her Amazons resided in Ancient Greece until they were one day tricked and enslaved by the demi-god Heracles and his men. This is true, but what happened next is what has been obfuscated by time and legend.

As far as anyone knew, especially the rest of the Amazons on Themyscira, Hippolyta called out to their patron goddesses to save them from Heracles and his men… and they answered. They were saved by their patron goddesses, who then brought them to Themyscira to keep them away from Man's World for the rest of time.

This was… a lie. The truth was, when Hippolyta begged their patrons to rescue her and her people, nobody answered. The Olympians were silent, one and all. Instead, it was one man who saved her. One man who retrieved her girdle and helped free her people from slavery.

That man… was Vandal Savage. Only in the aftermath had their patron goddesses finally intervened and led Hippolyta and her people to Themyscira while forbidding her from ever telling any of the other Amazons the role that Savage played in their freedom.

Hippolyta had agreed, mostly to hide her own shame. Because the relationship between her and Savage had been… absurdly one sided. He had used her, dominated her, and treated her like a piece of meat… and Hippolyta had loved it. She'd fallen in love with him, not because he was tender with her, but because he was rough and controlling and domineering with her.

If not for Heracles and the suffering of her people, Hippolyta could have lived as Vandal Savage's slave for the rest of her life and been happy. But she was still a Queen and Savage was the only man truly worthy of owning her. And so she'd asked for his help… and he'd given it.

Over the centuries, Savage had come to Themyscira from time to time and they'd enjoyed each other's company in the way they always had, privately and behind closed doors. But this was the first time that he came so publicly and blatantly but still demanded her submission all the same.

When he finally releases her from the kiss, Hippolyta's eyes have darkened in lust and her full lips remain parted as she pants heavily. Her voice is unsteady as she speaks, evidence of the effect that Savage has had on her.

"You… you have not lost your audacity, I see. But you cannot possibly think to-ah!"

Snorting derisively, Vandal Savage tugs her along by her hair and Hippolyta, for all her strength and all her power, looks like nothing more than a helpless woman as she lets him lead her back up the steps to her throne. And when he sits himself down on said throne and forces her to her knees, Hippolyta doesn't fight that either.

His cock comes out and is in her mouth faster than she can blink, causing the Queen of the Amazons to gurgle briefly before her eyes flutter shut and she begins to suck dutifully. Her tongue twirls around Savage's shaft with practiced ease and she's soon taking him deeper and deeper, all of her own accord.

Her throat muscles flex and clench around his throbbing length as it grows bigger by the moment and she bobs her head up and down in a steady rhythm. The sight of the might Amazon Queen, Ruler of Themyscira, on her knees and servicing a man would have enraged any of her warriors… but fortunately, none of them are there to see her so easily debased.

As Savage fucks her face, Hippolyta looks up at him, her eyes glazing over with lust and submission. It's just like old times and for all her authority and Queenly pride, she has to admit to missing it.

She eagerly submits to his rough use of her mouth, becoming a willing and enthusiastic participant in his domination. Soft, muffled sounds of pleasure escape around the Queen's lips as she pleasures him, her pride forgotten in the face of her desire to serve and please her ancient Master.

After several long, intense minutes of this, Savage finally pulls her off of his spit-polished cock. He's fully erect now, his massive manhood staring her right in the face as it bobs up and down in front of her.

Hippolyta, meanwhile, just gasps for air as a strand of saliva connects her bottom lip to the tip of his erection. Her cheeks are flushed, her hair disheveled, and her crown askew, giving her a certain… appearance that cannot be mistaken.

At the same time though, there's a hunger in her that cannot be ignored any longer. She usually had such an easy time pretending, an easy time playing at not being the submissive fuck pet that Savage turned her into in his presence. But now that he was here… it was too late for her.

The First Man seems to agree, because he abruptly rises to his feet and drags her with him. Hippolyta can only gasp and then moan as he spins them both around and bends her over her own throne, forcing her to kneel on the seat cushion and cling to the back of the massive chair.

Even though she knows what's coming, a startled yelp nevertheless leaves the Amazon Queen's lips when he flips up her skirt, exposing her toned thighs and her lacy undergarments. Her hands grip at the back of the throne even as he tucks her underwear to the side and then positions his throbbing, saliva-slicked cock, at her entrance.

With one powerful thrust of his hips, Savage buries himself inside of her, stretching her tight walls around his thick length. Hippolyta throws her head back, a wanton cry tearing free of her lips as she's suddenly filled and stretched apart again in a way she hasn't experienced since his last visit.

"That's it pet. Remember your place."

Savage, as always, is a man of few words. He knows just what to say at just the right time. Hippolyta shudders, her pussy gushing on command for him at just those words of his. Then, she's gushing for an entirely different reason as he sets a hard, brutal pace from there.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Gripping her hips with bruising force, Savage pounds into Hippolyta's pussy like there's no tomorrow. The throne room echoes with the obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh right alongside the Queen's increasingly loud moans and cries of pleasure.

She arches her back, she clenches her cunt, and she pushes her hips back to meet Savage's aggressive thrusts as he takes her like the bitch she is, rather than treating her like the Queen she should be.

And Hippolyta… Hippolyta is reduced to begging for more.

"Ah! Y-Yes! Yes Master! Fuck me! Fuck me harder, p-please!"

Her pleas grow more and more frequent as she loses herself in the intensity of the moment. The mighty Queen, the seemingly unassailable ruler of Themyscira, is reduced to a begging, moaning, squealing mess. Completely consumed by the pleasure of being taken so forcefully by the only man in her life who has ever been worthy of her body, Hippolyta's eyes roll back in her head as she cums for him again and again and again.

Until finally, at long last, Savage lets out a snarl and proceeds to fill her with his seed. Hippolyta tips over the edge as well, experiencing a truly mind-melting orgasm alongside his release. Even as he's painting her walls and pumping her full of his cum, Hippolyta is completely insensate with ecstasy, her mouth wide open and her tongue hanging out as she drools upon her own throne.

Then, it's over. Savage pulls out of her, spins them both around again, and has Hippolyta pulled back onto his lap, his cock tucked between her thighs, before she can even blink. The Queen of the Amazons moans, even as he finally strips her of her armor, removing her breastplate so that he can pull her tits out of her top and start fondling them.

Hippolyta moans at this and then moans louder still when he proceeds to nuzzle her neck and begin suckling at it. She tilts her head to the side to give him better access, only for her crown to finally fall from her brow and clatter to the floor after all of the abuse it's received since this started.

Neither of them pay the crown any mind though. It's completely pointless right now, after all. In this moment, Hippolyta is not Queen of the Amazons, Ruler of Themyscira anyways. In this moment, Hippolyta is nothing but a lowly fuck toy, a pleasure slave… and most importantly of all, Vandal Savage's beloved pet~

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