"This is how you break a goddess," Omen said as he pulled on Harley's leash tight, forcing her to crawl forward and park herself on her knees just off to the side.
His other hand stayed clamped firmly on Diana's chin, holding her face tilted up toward him forcing her to stare at his face and not his cock, her blue eyes burned and her chest rose and fell fast, intoxicated by his mere prescence, her thick, muscular thighs pressed together like she was already fighting the urge to cum.
Omen let go of her chin only to grab the thin shoulder straps of her gown, and with one vicious pull, the fabric tore in two, falling uselessly to the floor, changing the air of the throne room instantly, with dozens of Amazons gasping sharply at the sight of their princess, finally naked before her god.
Diana's perfect body was everything the fake prophecy Omen had created had promised and more. Her tits were huge, round, and impossibly full, sitting high on her chest but with enough weight that the moment she shifted, they swayed with a deep, heavy bounce.
Her nipples were thick and stiff, standing out like they'd been waiting years for a mouth, and her abs were carved like stone; her waist was narrow and her hips wide, built to cradle and birth, her thighs muscular yet soft in just the right places.
Omen stepped closer and reached down and gripped both of her tits at once, squeezing until the soft flesh spilled between his fingers, making Diana gasp.
He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, twisting until they were diamond hard, "Centuries of training… and all of it was just to make these perfect for me," he said, leaning down to run his tongue up between her tits before biting the top curve of her right breast hard enough to leave a mark.
Behind him, Harley snickered, "Oh, bossman, you're gonna break her in like five minutes. Look at her, she's already ready to cream herself before you even stick it in," Harley squeezed her own tits through the jester suit, rocking back and forth on her knees as she licked her lips.
Omen shoved Diana back onto her hands, then down to all fours, making her ass point up toward him. Her ass was huge, perfectly rounded, each cheek firm but with enough give that when he smacked it, the sound cracked like a whip through the throne room and the flesh rippled before settling back in place.
The Amazons watching moaned softly, some rubbing their thighs together, even Hippolyta, still kneeling, couldn't take her eyes off the sight of her daughter in that position, her massive tits hanging and swaying under her chest.
Omen pulled his cock free from his toga, and the gasps around the room deepened. He was huge — far thicker than any mortal man, longer than Diana's hand span, the kind of size that made women's hips ache just looking at it. Veins ran up the shaft, his head swollen and already leaking precum.
He lined up behind her, slapping the heavy meat of his cock down across her ass a few times like a whip, watching it bounce between her cheeks, "This is the only sword that matters here," he said, then shoved forward.
His tip parted her slick folds, and with a single brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, destroying her still intact hymen.
Diana's head snapped back, her mouth opening in a silent scream before a deep, guttural moan tore from her throat, her tits swung forward with the impact, slapping together with a wet, heavy clap that echoed in the throne room.
"Ohhh fuck," Harley laughed, "listen to those puppies slap! Bossman, she's a fuckin' tit-drum."
Omen didn't give Diana time to adjust as he gripped her hips and started slamming into her hard, his balls smacking against her clit every time he bottomed out of her pussy.
Each thrust made her tits clap in sync with the wet slap of his cock plowing her, making a lewd symphony mixing with Diana's desperate moans and the whispers and moans of the Amazons watching.
He reached forward, grabbed her hair, and pulled on her upper body up so he could grope her tits from behind while still slamming into her, the change in angle made his cock slam right into her deepest spot, and Diana let out a strangled cry, her legs trembling, "Y-your cock… oh gods, yes—"
"Say who it belongs to," Omen growled in her ear, slapping one tit hard enough to make it swing against the other with a loud smack.
"It's yours! All yours! My pussy's yours forever!" she gasped, her voice breaking into a moan as he pistoned into her harder.
Harley crawled closer on all fours, circling around to get a better view of the princess's fucked-out face, "Damn, look at the mighty god bitch now," she grinned, rubbing herself through her suit, "and this is just position number one."
Omen grinned and shoved Diana flat onto her stomach, pinning her legs together and mounting her in a tight, crushing press, his weight forced her tits to spread and squish under her chest, every thrust grinding them into the marble floor.
Her pussy squeezed around him even tighter in this position, milking his cock for all his cum.
Hippolyta was breathing harder now, her own nipples pushing hard against her robe. She wasn't whispering or moaning like the rest of the amazons present, but her eyes followed every movement of Omen's hips, every ripple of her daughter's flesh as she was bred before the entire island.
Not satisfied, Omen flipped Diana onto her back, hooked her knees over his shoulders, and folded her in half. Her ass lifted off the ground as his cock speared her pussy at an angle that made her squirt immediately, her juices splattering over her stomach and onto his abs.
The crowd gasped as she moaned, with her tits bouncing violently with every thrust, the wet slaps were deafening now as her pussy gushed around him.
Harley laughed at the sight, "She's pissing herself over your cock, boss! Fuckin' beautiful." She slapped Diana's thigh playfully as she crawled past them, with her tongue out like she wanted to lick the mess off.
Omen leaned down, biting at Diana's bouncing tits, sucking her nipples hard enough to make her arch off the floor, then switched sides as his mouth left wet, angry marks all over her chest while his cock never slowed, hammering into her as if he was trying to bury himself in her womb.
Omen pulled out suddenly, his cock glistening with Diana's juices, and flipped her like she weighed nothing, she landed on her knees facing the throne, tits swaying wildly as she caught her balance.
Before she could react, he stepped in behind her, bent her over, and shoved himself back inside with a wet smack that echoed off the gold-lined walls.
He grabbed her wrists, pulled them behind her back, and used them like reins, pulling her upright so her back was against his chest. Her tits were on full display to the audience now, bouncing violently as his hips jackhammered upward into her pussy from below, the sound of his balls smacking her ass was sharp and wet as Diana continued to squirt.
Harley barked like a bitch, circling the pair on all fours. "That's right, princess, show mommy what a bitch you and your island are!"
Hippolyta's jaw tightened, but she didn't look away, she couldn't and didn't want to. Her thighs pressed together subtly, and her breathing grew heavier each time Diana's tits slammed together with that obscene clap.
Omen pushed Diana forward suddenly, her hands catching on the marble floor, grabbed her ankles, lifted her legs, and folded her into a piledriver right there on the floor. Her ass pointed straight up toward the high ceiling, his cock drilling her from above as her tits hung and smacked into her collarbones with wet, heavy thuds.
Diana's moans had turned into a steady stream of shameless cries now. "Breed me! Make me yours forever! Fill me up, please!"
The Amazons around them whispered feverishly to each other, their own hands now wandering over their bodies, some openly fingering themselves at the sight of their princess begging like a common slut.
Omen growled, switching again, this time standing up and dragging her with him, Omen lifted her into a standing carry, with her legs wrapped around his waist, his cock pistoning into her while her ass bounced in his grip and her tits mashed against his chest, nipples grinding into his skin each time he slammed her down onto him.
Harley crawled up behind him, planting a loud slap on Diana's ass, "Boss, she's drippin' like a busted faucet down your balls, I could mop this floor with her later, hahaha."
Omen's grip on Diana's wrists tightened until her knuckles whitened as he hauled her up into the standing full nelson, her legs dangling in the air as his cock jackhammered deep into her soaked and ruined pussy.
Her massive tits bounced wildly with every thrust, and a river of sweat was dripping off her bronze skin and running down the valley between her tits.
Her head lolled back against his shoulder, her mouth open in a shameless moan as she felt his cock swelling inside her, the thick, veiny shaft flaring against every ridge of her pussy like a battering ram.
Then she started to feel it, his tip pressing brutally deep until it smashed against the very end of her pussy, grinding into her cervix like he was trying to break it open.
She whimpered and twisted in his grip, but his arms locked tighter around hers, his forearms hooked under her own, forcing her to stay open and helpless while he ruined her, "You feel that, princess?" Omen growled against her ear, loud enough for the rest of the Amazons to hear, "That's the gate to your womb… and I'm about to blow it wide open."
The pressure was unbearable, her pussy spasming around him as if trying to push him out, but then his hips snapped forward with brutal force, and the swollen head of his cock shoved straight past her cervix, the sound that tore out of her throat was half a scream, half a sobbing moan, with her entire body going rigid as he forced his way into the deepest part of her.
And then, thick, molten-hot ropes of cum blasted directly into her womb with the power of a dam breaking, the first gush was so forceful she swore she could hear it inside her, a wet, heavy gush slamming against her inner walls, filling the hollow space in a matter of seconds.
She felt the heat spreading instantly, liquid fire flooding every corner of her insides until her lower belly felt like it was swelling under the pressure.
Omen groaned as his hips grinded in tight, controlled rolls to keep his cock locked in place, every throb of his cock unloaded another scalding-hot wave of semen into her.
Diana's mind melted as she felt how her womb stretched around the sheer volume, the heat making her toes curl and her eyes roll back. She could almost picture it: thick clouds of his cum swirling inside her, coating every inch of her fertile chamber.
And it didn't stop at that, pulse after pulse, jet after jet, each one harder and hotter than the last until she felt the first splash spill past the edges of her cervix, flooding back into the rest of her pussy in messy, overflowing waves.
Her abdomen tightened, her breath coming in shallow gasps, the excess cum forcing its way up her canal before dribbling out around his cock and splattering down her thighs in fat, creamy globs.
"Fuck, yes… take it all, whore," Omen snarled, his arms shaking from the sheer force of holding her while his cock pumped more and more into her, "I'm filling you so deep your ovaries are drowning in it."
Diana could feel how her womb was truly drowning in cum, she swore to herself she could feel her ovaries swimming in it, bloated and coated in sticky white.
The sperm invaded and slammed into her eggs violently, a breeding force of nature that made every cell in her body scream she was his. Omen finally loosened his grip and let her go, unhooking his arms from around her limp body, and she collapsed forward onto her knees with a loud, wet splat as her thighs spread.
The moment his cock slipped free with an obscene squelch, a river of thick cum gushed from her overstretched pussy, spilling in heavy, steaming waves down to the marble floor, Diana panted, shaking as her tits hung low, sore and red from the constant bouncing, biting, and sucking they'd endured.
Each deep inhale made them sway slightly, sweat and milk-like beadlets of cum dribbling from her swollen nipples from the sheer force of the fucking. Her abs flexed involuntarily with aftershocks as her pussy twitched open and shut, still trying to hold onto the load that was now pouring out of her.
Harley smiled at the nos fucked stupid princess and crawled forward on all fourst, she closed the distance between them with her eyes locked on the thick, glistening white mess oozing from the Amazon princess.
The moment her face was close enough, she shoved herself in without hesitation, with her mouth pressing to Diana's inner thighs as her tongue made the first swipe.
Harley moaned as she first drank the cum leaking off her thighs, moving closer until she reached her bronze color pussye and pushed her tongue in, her mouth latched over the princess's ruined opening, sucking hard enough to make a lewd slurping sound that echoed in the throne room.
"Mmm," Harley moaned around the mess her bossman had made, "Welcome to the club, bitch," Harley said, burying her face between the trembling thighs again, spreading Diana's legs open wider for better access to her pussy.
Hippolyta finally stood, stepping forward with a slow, deliberate step, then reached down, grabbed Harley by the back of her hair, and pulled her up from between Diana's legs, strands of sticky white cum trailing from the jester's lips down to her daughter's pussy. "Share," she ordered flatly, before crashing her mouth against Harley's, kissing her deep as their tongues wrestled for Omen's cum between them.
The Amazons around them gasped, moaned, and some outright whimpered at the sight of their queen debasing herself so openly.
The kiss was messy, as their tongues wrestled, fighting for the cum in each other's mouths. They swapped Omen's seed back and forth, thick strings of it breaking only to reconnect with each roll of their tongues.
It dribbled from the corners of their lips, ran down their chins, and splashed onto their tits in white streaks, and when they finally broke apart with a wet pop, their faces glistened, and both were breathing heavier.
Harley licked her lips and grinned widely, swiping the back of her hand across her chin, "Guess you wanted a taste too, huh, your majesty?" she teased.
Hippolyta didn't dignify it with a reply, she simply gripped Harley's hair again and pushed her head back down toward the gaping, leaking mess between Diana's legs, "Finish cleaning my daughter," she ordered, "before our god decides she needs a second load."
The implication made Diana's toes curl against the marble, a fresh wave of cum spilling down her thighs as her pussy spasmed at the thought.
Harley's laugh was muffled as she obeyed, diving back in like she'd been starved. The obscene slurps and wet smacks filled the room as Harley's tongue worked tirelessly, scooping and swallowing until not a single droplet escaped her mouth. If it weren't because her tongue couldn't reach Diana's cervix, she would have drunk that cum too.