Being a superheroine was hard. Constant decisions about who to save, and how to save them. Which threats to fight and which to leave the the first responders. Every waking moment was a struggle for the Amazing Amazon.

But as the ancient curse of her people drained her strength, she felt a calm settle over her. As the magick of her own Lasso of Compulsion opened her mind to her Master’s words, she felt at peace.

Being a superheroine was hard, but that was all in the past.

Being an obedient slavegirl, that was easy.

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