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Zatanna wondered if Diana was rolling out the red carpet for her. Or just leaving herself a snack for later. Because she could hear noises from the bedroom and it sounded a lot like Diana was having a good time, even without Peter on hand.

Years of experience let Zatanna pick out where she could unwind the bondage a little, picking up the excess length of the lasso, and using it to pull Peter to his feet with his ankles free. Her little leash still put pressure on his prick when she pulled on it, so Peter hurried to keep up with her every slight tug, even with his thighs tied together.

“Is Di teaching you a little something about appreciating women?” Peter nodded and Zatanna gave a shake of her head. “As if you don’t know how lucky you are to be the meat in our sandwich. It’s almost humble, the way she’s convinced it’s possible for her to be taken for granted. Wondy wouldn’t happen to be fucking the hell out of someone else, would she?”

Peter nodded again.

“Did you say you were too pooped out to play?”

Another nod.

“See, she doesn’t like that. She thinks it shows a lack of character. And if there’s one thing you don’t want Diana thinking, it’s that you need discipline.”

Though he hardly needed it, Zatanna pulled on the leash and Peter took his mincing steps forward, so far into Zatanna’s personal space that his bulging erection brushed against her fishnetted thigh.

“How would you like to show Diana that you’ve learned your lesson?”

A nod, of course.

Zatanna loosened the lasso.

***

Mary Jane heard them come in. She looked up from Diana’s juicy cunt, her eyes wide with surprise and her chin as wet as could be. She looked like the cat that ate the canary: somewhat abashed, but mostly shameless. How embarrassed could she be of going down on Wonder Woman?

It was maybe a little perverse to be caught in the act, but even that was leavened by the smiles she saw on Peter and Zatanna’s faces. They didn’t seem shocked at all. If anything, they were more depraved than her. Peter apparently fucked anything with two legs, so long as those legs looked good in fishnets, and Zatanna wore the fishnets.

Here, MJ would usually say that it looked like Zatanna wouldn’t be wearing her fishnets for long, but Zee struck her as the type to keep them on.