Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Contest




Ultra Woman brought up her bracelets before her, knees bent, and ready for action as she burst into the lab. "I took down your underlings, now you will go down."

"Wait!" the villain called out from across the room, his sculpted body covered by the thin and tight black bodysuit. "I have an offer to make, Ultra Woman."

The blonde Amazon looked warily at the villain. She quickly glanced around. "Some trick?"

"Not at all, you have my word of honor," he replied. "It is only you and I here. You were able to stop my plan and I am impressed. Of course, now we must fight. You realize that I am an experienced warrior and have the strength to go toe to toe with you."

While she knew that he would be a tough one to bring down, especially after DNA engineering had turned him into a muscular man of immense physical strength and durability, Ultra Woman was confident she could use her superior speed and training to bring him down. "If you are attempting to place fear in my heart, you should know that no Amazon dreads battle," she said calmly as she forced herself to keep her eyes on his rather than wandering over his incredible body.

The villain's piercing eyes wandered over her body in his turn, as her Amazon form was held closely by the gold and red bustier hugging her high, firmly perfect breasts and the starry blue tights that dipped between her legs. "I would never doubt that you are fearless, Ultra Woman," he said as he calmed himself. It was difficult to not get a little excited at the beauty of the Amazon, which seemed to be part of the purpose of the fantastic costume she wore.

He glanced at the wall behind him and added, "However, if we battle, it will not be quick and it will spread beyond these walls. There are innocent people not far from here. I would never hurt innocent people, despite my reputation, but debris and bodies will fly in the heat of battle. Plus, think of the damage we will do to this building and others."

Ultra Woman stood a little straighter. Was he talking just to get her off her guard? That did not seem like him. He was either thoughtful or suddenly violent, not devious. For a villain, he was surprisingly honorable. "I do not want any more damage than necessary, but I assume you are not saying that you surrender? You know I will not surrender."

He shook his head briefly. "Not at all, but I have a proposition for you. Normally I would thoroughly enjoy a battle with such a noble opponent, but I offer you a different competition, one that does not damage any buildings or threatens any innocents."

"Go on," Ultra Woman replied with an eyebrow skeptically raised.

"A competition of willpower," he explained, "your willpower against mine."

Ultra Woman took a few steps near a solid lab table and kept it between them. He was not one to lower himself to tricks, but there was always a first time when prison was on the line. "And how would you arrange that?"

"Ah, that is the conundrum," he said, "but I have a solution. We both know that before you discovered by little part in this plot, we had a wonderful night of pleasure." He saw the flush rise into Ultra Woman's cheeks and her jaw set firmer. "I am not saying that to upset you, I would never do that. However, I still find you as incredibly alluring and enticing as I did that night."

Her blue eyes narrowed, even as her thoughts wandered back. She had fallen for him that night and it had been a night of intense passion for them both that had left the two superpowered people in gasping exhaustion. Despite her need to focus on the impending battle, Ultra Woman felt her nipples harden within her bustier and a tingle dance around under her satin panties. But she said nothing.

"I see you are silent, which I admire. Normally someone in this situation would spit out some nasty rejoinder. Here is what I offer, based on that night: come to bed with me, rather than battle. The test of willpower will begin then."

Her eyebrows went up and her eyes widened. "What, have sex with you?" she said incredulously.

He nodded calmly. "Yes, come with me. The test of willpower will begin then. I offer you this: if you make me orgasm against my will, before I do the same to you, I will make myself your prisoner and you may deliver me to the authorities when you are ready. You have my word of honor."

"You must be..."

The handsome villain held up a finger. "It is much preferable to the alternative, wanton destruction. I know you have no fear of a battle, but the innocent people in this office building would. I won't hurt them on purpose, but battles are by definition not controllable. Come with me, Ultra Woman. If you draw out my orgasm from my body, I will be your prisoner."

Ultra Woman hesitated. It was ridiculous, have sex with him instead of battling him? Despite herself, she knew he had a point. There were innocent people above and below this floor and a battle of superpowered people rarely left a building undamaged. "Wait," she said as a thought struck her. "What if you win this sick contest?"

A smile cross his chiseled face. "If you win, then I would be doomed to prison for years," he said. "I would say that, in return, if I win...you will stay with me for a week of passion, as my own personal sex slave. After that week, we part and each go our own ways. You will have your freedom to chase me down after that week. And of course, you must give your own word of honor to agree."

Ultra Woman's mouth opened in shock. Was he serious? "That is impossible..." she said.

As he stood there, arms at his sides, his broad chest and hard body before her, Ultra Woman's mind rolled over the concept. If she agreed, no innocents could be hurt. And, despite his villainy, she did trust him. Should she accept and risk a week of sexual servitude to the handsome, sculpted villain...?

Monday, June 21, 2010

Ultra Woman and Claire in peril, Part 1

Here is a little story my friend Sable and I have been working on via email. Awesomely fun story so far :)


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The curtain of darkness slowly lifted from Claire's eyes, black, to gray, to swirling circles of hazy light. Her head rolled around her shoulders as she groaned in a daze. As her vision came back into focus she noticed a metallic taste in her mouth and a strange medicinal smell in her nostrils.

"What the...." She groaned groggily.

The powerful red headed amazon tried to move her arms, but found them shackled behind her back. Her legs were free but felt like jello. As her bearings began to return to her she noticed she was tied into a chair wearing one of Tania's white blouses and a black skirt that came down to the middle of her thighs.

"That chloroform is a miracle drug!" A male voice rang out.

Claire's head snapped to the side and she saw the first of the five men in the room. All were dressed in some sort of blue and black power armor. Various weapons hung from their belts and robotic gloves with led lights rested on their hands.

"Ah she's awake....Now we just wait for the other." Came the voice of the leader, his armor slightly different than the others.

"Go to hades male. You'll never catch Tania!" Claire spat vehemetly.

The man chuckled softly as he walked over and delivered an open handed slap to Claire's cheek, spinning her head to the side in a spray of red hair. The amazon's ears rang from the slap as she sat there stunned, amazed at how hard the male had hit her, courtesy of the robotic glove.

"We don't need to catch her...she'll submit willingly.

It was Claire's chance to burst out laughing. "Clearly you don't know her very well!"

Claire shifted her hips a bit, struggling to get comfortable, and then froze in place. Something was wrong. She could feel a cool draft on her sex underneath her skirt, but worse yet, she had been penetrated by something. Her green eyes widened in shock as she yelled out.

"What have you done male?!"

"Just a little something to keep you busy and keep Tania compliant. The Super Tamer inside of you has 5 speeds, an oscillating head, a heated core and a remote control. So don't get any ideas of escaping unscathed...."




Tania tapped the button and her garage door opened up and the black BMW slipped inside. As the door closed behind her, she picked up the briefcase and stepped out. Pushing the bangs out of her eyes as she stood up, Tania started to open the door to go inside, but something caught her eye.

There was the barest hint of a space beneath the door and her keen Amazon senses had picked up a shadow, moving ever so slightly.

It could be her daughter Julia, who was familiar with the outer world concept of weekends. It might be Ultra Man, wanting to have a weekend of hedonism if the city seemed safe. Both were wonderful ideas to the superheroine, weary of her life as a regular, working woman.

But...it might also be danger. Tania had many enemies in her own world and Ultra Woman had many in this world, and any of them might be lying in ambush. She had not been very careful with her secret identity; it was hard to hide a tall blonde when someone really wanted to find her.

Setting her briefcase down quietly, she stood up straight, closed her eyes, and brought her bracelets up before her and touched them. A subdued ball of blue light swallowed the sexy businesswoman and when it receded, she had been replaced by Ultra Woman!

She quietly slipped outside into the yard through the side door and floated upwards to the roof. She always had kept one window open for just this sort of occasion and she eased it up. Slipping one of her red and blue boots through the window, Ultra Woman went inside the spare bedroom.

Cracking open the door, she could see a man in blue and black power armor watching the stairs. Her supple boots did not let out a sound as Tania slipped out and walked down the hall. Even as quiet as she was, it was hard not to noticed the beautiful blonde in the body-hugging red, gold and blue costume. As he turned to face her, she leaped forward. Her metal bracelet smashed into the side of his helmet with a crunch, snapping him around and sending him toppling to the floor. He started to tumble down the stairs, but at the last second Ultra Woman grabbed the back of his belt and easily pulled the man and his armor back upstairs.

Heading down the stairs, Ultra Woman got halfway down to see two more armored men waiting for her, nasty black weapons drawn. Bringing up her bracelets, she was about to pounce when one spoke.

"Did you not think we would know if one of our men fell, Ultra Whore?" one said through his helmet. "Wait!" he added as she was about to attack. "You should see who we have in the next room for you, Ultra Cunt. One of your cunt sisters is dying to see you!"

Ultra Woman glared. He might be lying, but if it was Julia, she had to wait and see. With a nod of her head through the door, she signaled him to go ahead. "I will follow."




Claire's eyes lit up as she watched the door to the bedroom open and Tania walk in with one of the men.

"Tania!" She screamed, practically jumping in her seat, the manacles easily holding her in the chair.

The look of shock on Tania's face was tradgic. The stench of chloroform hung in the air like a cloud, already telling the story of how Claire was captured so easily. Seeing her lover spurned Claire into action, making her buck up and down in the chair as she tried to break free.

"Let me go you monsters!" She growled.

One of the guards walked up beside Claire and hauled an arm way back. With a powerful thrust he drove it down into her midsection, driving the air out of her lungs in a powerful gasp. Claire's head hung forward, her red hair masking her face as she struggled to regain her breath. The leader laughed sadistically as he approached Ultra Woman.

"Let me enlighten you as to the precarious situation you find yourself in Ultra Woman...or was it Tania? We know all about you and your precious little lover here. And before you ask...you do not get to know our motivations. All you need to know...is today you'll learn something. You'll learn a woman's proper place...beneath a man. Subserviant to a man. And until you accept that....the lovely Claire here will suffer."

As if to prove his point, the captain reached to his powerglove and pressed a button. A loud humming sound filled the bedroom as Claire threw her head back in a spray of red hair, her mouth open in an almost agonizing scream as the vibrator roared to life inside her.

"P-p-please....s-s-stop....." She stuttered through clenched teeth.

"And that's only the first of 5 settings...Tania" The villian hissed, moving his face so close to Tania's she could feel his breath on her lips.




She met him eye to eye, her piercing blue eyes unflinching. Out of the corner of her eyes, she watched the other men, all watching her...and her body. She knew the effect her body and uniform had on men and it usually gave her an advantage. Men were so foolish in that way. The only time is was a disadvantage was when men got the upper hand on her, but by now, she was past fearing that.

Quicker than the eye could see, Ultra Woman snatched the soldier's wrist, wrenched it around so the man had to spin facing away from her, and twisted his wrist behind him. She grabbed him by the throat with her other hand and squeezed. "And I can break your arm off and disable your little device. Amazons serve no man," she hissed in his ear.

The leader of the men rasped while being choked, but seemed unfazed by her sudden and overwhelming maneuver. "Number three," he gasped.

One of the other men brought up her wrist to show the same controls on his glove. "Stupid bitch," he snarled as he pressed another button.



Claire screamed in erotic agony as the vibrator's attack on her sex tripled. The humming in the room grew even louder as the pretty red headed Amazon writhed in place. The heady smell of her juices filled the air as they began to leak and pool up on the chair underneath her ass.

"NNNUUGHHHHHHH!!!!!" Claire screamed through clenched teeth.

As the writhed back and forth one of the two men standing on either side of her reached down and popped free the button on the top of her blouse, opening it halfway and revealing her bouncing breasts, clad in a red lace bra underneath. Looking intently at Tania he reached down and clamped a hand over her bra covered breast, clamping down hard on it, making the massive orb swell and squish out between the powerful fingers.

"Let him go Ultra Slut or it's going to get a lot worse for poor Claire here!" He ordered.

The man in Tania's grasp chuckled softly as she held him in place. "Running out of options Tania?"





"My name is Ultra Woman, only my friends call me Tania," she said as she threw the leader across the room. Flailing arms and legs, he crashed into the coffee table that Tania has never liked anyway.

"If you think a little orgasm would make an Amazon surrender," Ultra Woman said in the most defiant tone she could muster, "you do not know Amazons!"

Inside she was horrified at what was happening to Claire. More than once, Ultra Woman had been in that very same situation, helplessly forced to orgasm for evil men, but she could not surrender. Then they would both be like that!

The first armored man came up to intercept Ultra Woman. A quick jab to the groin stopped him in his tracks. She grabbed the chestpiece of his armor and easily lifted his 400 pounds of man and armor over her head.

"Stop!" the leader said, and pointed towards Claire.

One of the men had wrapped a black leather strap around Claire's neck and was starting to squeeze.

"Oh, we have one more setting to play with," the leader said as he touched the red button on his wrist.



"GGLGLLLKKKK!!!!" Claire groaned as she was suddenly unable to suck down any more air.

Her body writhed in place as the tamer suddenly kicked into it's highest setting. Claire arched her back up from the chair, her massive breasts straining against the front of the half open blouse.

The redheaded amazon's skin color began to match her hair as the air was cut off from her brain. Her body shuddered in place as an explosion of her juices splattered against the chair's cushion, filling the room with the musky aroma of sex.

"Wow...she has bigger tits than you slut!" The man choking Claire called out to Tania.

Claire's body began to come down off of the orgasm, her head rolling back onto the man's shoulder. Her pretty green eyes rolled back into her head as she began to lose consciousness, her once powerful kicking legs now just slowly shifting back and forth on the ground.

"She's dying Tania...." The man whispered, extending his tongue and slipping it into Claire's ear, never breaking his gaze with Ultra Woman.



The guard laughed as he watched Tania's head spin to the side. Claire gasped for breath a few feet behind him as the color began to return to her face and lips.

"Tania...don't....do...it" She pleaded uselessly.

The man moved in close once more, smiling sadistically as his face was so close their noses almost touched. He inhaled sharply, drawing in the scent of Tania's perfume. He slowly began walking around behind her as he whispered instructions.

"First...take your foot off of my man and let him free." He hissed into her ear

As Tania lifted her heeled boot off of the man's chest he rolled over, crawling away and taking up position on the otherside of the dazed and drained Claire.

"Good doggy...." He whispered softly into her ear, his lips grazing it through the blonde hair covering it. "Now....pull down your top a bit....and play with your breasts"

The men standing next to Claire watched Tania intensly, one of them reaching out and placing a powerful gloved hand at the front of her throat, holding her in place as he threatened to resume her strangulation.



Glaring daggers at the leader, she turned her blue eyes to Claire. She had to do this, she could never let them kill her best friend. As the leader stood before her, and she glanced again at Claire, so helpless.

Her eyes turned back to the leader who slipped his gloved hand around the back of her neck. "Do it," he breathed in her ear.

"Pig," she breathed, and reluctant reached up and pulled the right cup of her bustier down, freeing her firm, full breast. She gripped it in her hand and lifted it up and rubbed her thumb over the quickly perky nipple.

"Two, come here," the leader said casually and one of the soldiers walked about the sofa and approached them. "Since Ultra Slut here seemed reluctant, why don't you help her?"

The soldier raised the visor on his helmet to reveal his lips and mouth. He was a muscular African man and he leaned down, brushed the tip of his tongue over her nipple, then sucked it into her mouth.

"MMNgh!" Ultra Woman gasped and started to grab him, but the leader suddenly grabbed Tania by her blonde hair and twisted her head to face him. "Remember your friend," he threatened, as the soldier behind Claire pulled the leather strap tight for a moment.

Saturday, June 19, 2010


Is this the end of Ultra Woman!?!

Monday, June 7, 2010

Before She Was Ultra Woman #3


I put a little story on the Deviant Art page to go with this picture :)

http://ladytania.deviantart.com/art/Before-Ultra-Woman-3-166619783

Sunday, May 23, 2010

The Underwater Temple


So I cannot love this costume any more I think. It looks so awesome and PaulPoser is a genius and very nice for sharing. I think I might do a series of pictures with this costume because of how much I love it.

And you are very right Melinda...a punch aimed at that star would be very very uncomfortable!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The Wetsuit


Ultra Woman in her wetsuit..thanks to PaulPoser!

Saturday, May 8, 2010

The Planet of the Super Apes


I am working on a silver age comic book story at deviant art and the gallery for it is HERE . It is for Captain Zammo's May Art Jam!

Monday, April 19, 2010

White Owl versus Wrecking Ball


Some gift art for White Owl :)

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Pleasure in the Clouds


Miles up in the air where privacy is completely theirs, a hero and a heroine allow themselves to let go and do things they could never let anyone see them do....

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Mental Kombat, Part 1

"Subject heartrate accelerated, brainwave activity normal," droned one of the villain's automatons.

"Excellent. Maintain the program. With her mind trapped in the computer and that video game, when her avatar dies, her mind will be destroyed! Then I can do whatever I want to that perfect Amazon body!"


Captured and trapped in the sensua-chair, Ultra Woman's mind is routed through the helmet on her head and into the computer game simulation. The villain knows that if he simply kills her, another Amazon will come out to take her place...and take revenge on him for killing an Amazon. Instead, the villain decides to use his evil machines and toys to destroy her mind but leave her body completely intact. He can reprogram her ruined mind and no one will ever know what he had done. Ultra Woman will never stand in his way again...in fact, she will be his pleasure toy forever!



Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The Mob's Death Trap!


Ultra Woman tries to chase down the mob moll that had captured and imprisoned her! She is still weak from the gas that had kept her docile and the walls with the spikes sloooowlly close down on the struggling Amazon as the mob boss laughs and walks away, leaving Ultra Woman to her doom!

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Trapped in a videogame

Ultra Woman's mind becomes trapped in a videogame by - Insert villain here! - . The villain hopes to use the games to destroy the heroine's mind, so her body will be an empty husk for him to do whatever he wants! If he kills her, her place will be taken by another Amazon, and the process starts all over, so destroying her mind and not her body means...he hopes...no more Ultra Woman, other than the hollow body he will control...forever!

I am not sure how many of these to share. I was in a pretty dark mood last week and made a few...but I do not know. I am not even sure how much is allowed here on this site. I hope you liked :)

Friday, January 1, 2010

Love in the Night


I thought I would share this here :)