Supergirl's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (semi-voluntary loss of power)
Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2020 3:24 pm
Chapter 1-6
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"30 girls in the last two months Alex, that we know of!" Kara can't help but look at her sister again, hoping for a different answer.
Turning away and shaking her head, Alex moves towards the door "They were all human Kara, it's horrible yes, but it's a matter for the police or FBI, not the DEO".
As Alex finishes putting on her jacket and grabs the door she doesn't react to Karas last plea "Well I never put a limit on who I'd protect, so I'm going to investigate and find out what's happening."
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It is 5 minutes later that J'onn receives a text:
Agent Danvers: "Kara is going after them, we need to increase our efforts to track that missing shipment"
"Does she know we suspect them of stealing that shipment of Kryptonite?" :Director Henshaw
Agent Danvers: "You know damn well she doesn't know we still have any Kryptonite at all, much less that some has gone missing"
Agent Danvers: "Besides, the clubs and gangs at the dock is an interconnected nightmare, there's no telling what any of them are up to without a lot of surveillance"
"Which we have tried for weeks now without getting anywhere" :Director Henshaw
"She might help us out, her attempts at subtle tend to be a bit like a bull in a China shop" :Director Henshaw
Agent Danvers: "That's what I'm worried about, put Winn on surveillance full time and I'll prep some agents she doesn't know to go undercover and keep an eye on her if she tries to imitate Lois"
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Looking through her wardrobe, Kara ponders what to do "Flyover with super sight and hearing, or the investigative reporter bread and butter, undercover work?"
She quickly spins into her super suit and flies out a window, heading towards the docks.'The more I know the better'
'Now, the girls that went missing were last seen at all sorts of places, but they had all visited the docks within the last week. Something that would be a lot more helpful if that wasn't the location for 7 of the top 10 clubs to be seen at according to Kelsey in fashion'
As Kara flies out over the old warehouses turned into clubs and restaurants, she wishes she paid more attention to which clubs were the good ones, and which ones were the also-rans.
Starting at one end, she tries to tune her hearing, first into one building, and then just one part of it, as she uses her x-ray vision to scan it room by room, looking for anything noteworthy or suspicious.
10 minutes later, she's realized she has to alter her definition of what would be worthy of note for a night out at the docks.
She's spottet no less than 7 people having sex in bathrooms, ranging from a man she at first thought was humping the wall, until she saw the woman kneeling on the other side to a group of 3 women in another stall.
The threesome almost had her flying in to save the one whimpering and sandwiched between a woman with a big strap-on and an almost as well endowed she-male, until she asked them to go harder. She's more than a bit embarrassed at how long she kept watching them going at it before snapping out of it.
Between the music, sex and drug use, she was starting to get worried she wouldn't be able to notice someone taken right in front of her eyes, at least not while she was scanning one room at a time from high in the air.
Any thoughts of changing her approach vanished as she moved on to the next building, starting her scanning with it's basement where she can see several women in cages.
'Wow, that was easier than expected, one heroic rescue coming right up!' Putting thought into action, Kara plummets down through roof and floor (making sure there were no people nearby to get hit by falling bricks and heroes) and lands in the basement in her trademark heroic pose, only slightly ruined by the dust in the air and one of the falling bricks hitting her in the head (she pretends not to notice).
"Don't worry, I'm here to rescue you" Contrary to Kara's expectation though, the girls don't seem happy or even relieved, they all shrink to the back of their cages, staring quietly back at her.
'Their captors must have really frightened them, even without shackles not a one of them are trying to remove their gag'
Hurrying over to the closest cage, Kara rips the door of it's hinges and beckons to the two girls inside "Come on, I'll get those gags of you and fly you out of here, you'll be back with your families in no time!"
"Mhmm, mhmm!" One of the girls makes some unintelligible noises coupled with some very confusing head shaking, waving her hands in front of her as if she wants her to stop
"What? Here, let me" Kara steps into the cage and takes the girl by the hand, pulling her out. As always with humans, it's hard to tell if she's slow to follow or actively resisting.
"You know, you'll be a lot easier to understand if I just, umf" Ripping apart the leather, Kara starts to pull the gag out of the mouth, her eyes widening when what she thought was a big ball, turns out to just be the root of an about 4" long and rather thick gag in a very distinctly penile shape "Oh, that... this is... whoa, that looks uncomfortable"
The now un-gagged girl coughs a bit and then grabs the gag out of Karas hands "What the fuck Supergirl? We paid good money to be here, to be helpless, and in all my sessions with Mistress, the only time I've ever been afraid was because of you, the only time I've ever been grabbed without my consent was by you!" she then starts waving the broken penis-gag in front of Karas face "If they charge us for this or the cages, or god forbid, the fucking roof, I'm suing the hell out of you, and I can tell you right now, I will win. Hell I might just do it for emotional damages regardless"
The noises from the stairs that Kara has been ignoring while the willing slave had been ranting suddenly turns into an unfortunately familiar voice "My roof, my floor, my cages, and interfering with my subs, someone has been a very bad girl."
The girls, both the one Kara had managed to pull out of one of the cages and those still in them all fall to their knees, with the one who's gag Kara removed immediately pleading "Mistress, please forgive us, we tried to be good!"
"Les.. Livewire?"
"Whats going on here? I thought you died, I saw you die!" Kara felt both elated at seeing Leslie alive again and very confused, having held her one time nemesis as she died protecting her.
"Hey now, don't get teary eyed on me. I got pretty close, but I didn't quite croak. As a reward for my services your little men in black helped me disappear and set me up on the other coast, but when you can travel through the wires, distance doesn't quite mean the same thing. The boss here made me a good offer to do something I enjoy though, and I still consider National City my home, so I went for it and I'm now doing a bit of coast to coast commute."
"Speaking of said boss, she sent me down here to get you to clean this up, which unfortunately for you was explicitly said to be you personally."
Straightening into her best Supergirl pose and points around to the cages. "I don't think anyone would fault me for thinking these women were in peril, especially since there have been several disappearances from the area."
"I guess you should be compensated for that though" She says as she looks up at the hole in the roof.
"Supergirl, I think you misunderstood. The boss didn't want you to foist the cost off on the agency you've been seen working with at times, that would just come from some budget which ultimately means it comes from me, these girls, the boss and every other law abiding and tax paying citizen."
Livewire can't help but smirk as she raises an eyebrow at Supergirl "You wouldn't want the everyone to pay for the cost you incurred during one of your visits to National Cities premiere fetish establishment would you? What would they think?"
"I.. you! You can't be serious! Are you trying to extort manual labor from me to avoid a scandal? After everything we've done?" Any steel that Kara had in her pose earlier seems to have abandoned her as her indignation morphs into worry.
"Oh Supergirl, you know what I'd have done with information of something like this when I worked for CatCo, and while I do like you I've also been doing and enjoying this job for months and I'm not going to loose another job I enjoyed because of you."
"The terms are quite simple, you'll pay nothing, and you'll have to do nothing, all you need to do is accept your punishment for your wanton destruction."
Behind Karas back, the un-gagged woman seems to perk up at the sound of this, rubbing her ass at the memory of previous sessions.
"Really? What exactly is this punishment you want me to accept? I can tell you right now Livewire, I'll not say yes to anything illegal or without knowing full well what it is first" Walking closer to Leslie, Kara's stance seems less tense than it was a moment ago, her forehead still has a crinkle of worry though.
"First of all, for the remainder of our interactions, unless you refuse this generous offer to pay your debt, you will be 'clumsy-girl' and I will be 'Miss Livewire', as for the punishment itself it is perfectly legal and I've already administered it to several of the girls here."
"And not a one used their safe word, so what will it be, clumsy-girl?"
Kara shakes her head "I told you, I won't accept without kno-"
"Oh for gods sake S..clumsy-girl, it's a spanking, you'll bend over my lap and get a standard bare handed punishment-spanking, and The Gilded Cage will call it even."
In the matter of seconds Karas face starts matching her cape "O... kay... That's both surprisingly little and surprisingly disturbing." She looks around at the damage in the room and at the other women, brow furrowed before sighing deeply 'At least there doesn't seem to be any cameras in here' "Ok, I guess that's the lesser evil here, though I got to tell you Li.. MISS Livewire, for someone who once bemoaned my sapphic vibe you sure seem to be eager to get under my skirt."
A surprised snort comes out of Leslie who even claps her hands in a little applause "I'm impressed clumsy-girl, that was a beautifully constructed double entendre, especially since I'm fairly sure you didn't even intend half of it, but false or true, I applaud your bravado either way."
She points at a throne like chair over at a wall as she starts walking over there "Now get over to the chair, the rest of you: Observe!"
Kara starts walking over to it but slows down at Leslie's last exclamation "Wait now, I didn't agree to them watching me. Couldn't they, you know, look the other way or something." She waves her hand towards the other women as she reaches the chair.
"No, the terms were clear, and while spankings are often used in scenes and private sessions, a punishment-spanking is observed, just be happy I didn't insist on others watching your humilation clumsy-girl. Now don't dawdle." Leslie doing her best to put on the facade of her Miss Livewire persona sits straight backed in the chair and taps her thigh with her right hand, knowing from experience that her lap, the chair, and whomever is bent over it will be visible to the recorders on the upper floor through several thing optical fibers.
Kara stands and looks at Leslie for a few heartbeats before sighing and bending her knees and then whole body, laying over Leslie's lap.
After 10 seconds with nothing happening Kara looks stops looking down at the floor and instead meets Leslie's eyes "Well? I'm here and I'm waiting, miss Livewire, can we get this over with?"
"No, I don't like the tone of your voice, you didn't ask for your punishment and you've not presented yourself properly, my hands isn't the only thing that's supposed to be bare." As she says this Leslie puts her hand over Kara's back to indicate she shouldn't get up "While I can help fix the last problem myself, you'll have to do the other two."
"Even if I wanted to show you my tush, which I don't, my top is a one-piece so I can't actually open that up on it's own, you'll have to be happy with me as I am Miss Livewire, can I please get my punishment now?" The humiliation is making Kara blush more and more as she lays there, just wanting to get this over with .
Leslie pulls Karas cape to the side, placing it between her blonde head and the chair, out of the way. "Hrmf, your transgressions are quite severe, and lying to me about the design of your costume doesn't help, unless you want me to believe you take it all of whenever you have to go take a piss."
The skirt gets pushed up over her back as Leslie raises her voice to carry better.
"But very well, I'll get it over with."
"Listen all, clumsy-girl here is being punished with a bare-handed spanking for the following transgressions:"
"Rudeness and lack of respect, fifteen hits."
"Tardiness, ten hits."
"Refusal to take her punishment like a grown up, fifteen hits"
"Man-handling a slave without consent, twenty five hits"
"Extreme clumsiness to the point of endangering life and destroying property, all hits will be enhanced."
At the last pronouncement Livewires raised hand crackles with electricity as she brings it down with a loud smack.
"Ow! That hurt!" Kara exclaims, twisting in Livewire's lap to look up at her.
"Only the hits that you count, and thank me for, will be counted clumsy-girl, or maybe I should just call you stupid-girl from now on, if you're surprised at punishment hurting." So saying, Livewire brings her still electricity-shrouded hand down again.
"Wait no, I- OW! Stop it, I didn't know you were gonna use your po- Ouch! Ok! Ok! I'll count the darn-Ow, four, thank you Livewire" Kara sounds frantic in her haste to make it stop.
"Oh no clumsy-girl, I said it didn't count unless you counted it. I want you to count it loudly and clearly, something exactly like 'One, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire' for every hit, do you think you can do that, or is that too much to keep track of? Remember, the faster you submit, the faster this will all be over."
Kara's breathing is starting to speed up, but she nods her head "Yes, I'm sorry Mistress Livewire, I can count it your way"
'I can't believe I'm reduced to this, maybe I should just fly of and let them do what they want with that the hole she made in the roof here, how bad could it be anyway'
"Good girl, now lets get on with it" Livewire smiles at the submission of the super-heroine in her lap and gets ready to start laying down some pain, dialing her power down a little bit to make it hurt just enough to be good, if you like that sort of thing.
"Ow, one, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
'Rao, how am I going to get through 65 of these'
"Ouch, two, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
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Several minutes later a steadily counting Supergirl has more and more changed her exclamations of pain over to moans:
"Ooh, thirty nine, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
'What's wrong with me, I can't be liking this, I need to think of something else, garbage, or dead kittens or something'
"Mistress" The un-gagged woman from among the more or less forgotten slaves has come over to the chair, looking intently a the floor
"You better have a good god damn reasons for this pet" Livewire scowls at her slave, she had just been getting lost in her own fantasies as she kept hitting Supergirls soft rear, and wasn't even entirely sure what number they'd come up to.
"I'm terribly sorry Mistress, but I thought you'd like to know that your new slut seems to be enjoying herself terribly" she then points at Supergirl's crotch.
Livewire bends to the side a bit to see better, and notices a clear wet spot in the blue material between Supergirls legs.
"So, I guess you're a bit of a pain-slut then clumsy-girl, or is it other aspects of this that's got your cunt juicing to overflowing? Or did you piss yourself like some little baby?"
Supergirl hurriedly flips her skirt down, and pulls away from Livewire "What, no! I, didn't, didn't do that, either of those things! I wouldn't, I'm not a freak! I.. I... " there's a wooshing sound and they are left alone in the room, Supergirl has left the building.
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A few minutes later, in the shielded control room:"Damn Laura and her interrupting, I'm sure you could've had her orgasming before she realized she was even getting turned on. Did you get enough?" Livewire nods towards the control panels and screens behind Roulette.
Roulette shakes her head "No, close, but not quite, so I'm afraid your debt is not settled. Did you tag her?"
"You and your favors are worse than the damn mafia, and yes, I stuck it to her cape as I moved it away." Livewire walks up to a keyboard, inputting a code into a tracking application.
"She seems to be on top of CatCo, she always did have a weird fixation with that place. Between you and me, I think she had a crush on Cat Grant, then again, who didn't"
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The top of the CatCo building, Supergirl is standing on the edge of the roof, looking out across the city as a buzzing sound suddenly comes from some lights at the edge of the helipad.
Livewire materializes not far from Supergirl "Hello again Supergirl, trying to run away from your punishment, or running away facing your true self?
"I can't do this Leslie, don't you see, I have to more normal than normal when not wearing this, but when I do wear it, I'm not really a person anymore, I'm an archetype, an ideal, I.. I can't let myself be dragged down by my baser drives." She snorts and turns to face Livewire directly "Heck, I didn't even know this about myself until tonight"
Livewire walks slowly towards Supergirl "But do you always have to be better, do you really? We complain at the whole whore vs madonna trope, and being put on a pedestal, and here you are, saying you belong on a pedestal, and anything that threatens that has to be buried? Don't you want to just exist for once, no weight of the world, no consideration for what others would think of you? Just give up all power and leave all decisions to someone else for a while, and just.. be"
"No!" Kara tries to make the exclamation sound confident as she lifts of and flies at an angle towards home, but she's not sure if she's fooling anyone, she's certainly not feeling convinced herself.
After a while, she changes her direction to fly more directly towards home, staying high above the brownstones until she arrives at her own building, she makes a super-sight and x-ray sweep before plunging down to her floor and hurrying in through the window.
Kara is pacing back and forth on the floor in her Supergirl suit, 'This is so wrong, I'm supposed to be the strong one, I can't be getting turned on by.. by... no, stop deluding yourself Kara, I can feel the wetness just walking around here, heck, I can smell it, stupid super-senses. I need to face this, either it's not true, and I'll figure it out quickly, or it is a part of me and I need to understand it so I don't panic anytime it's brought up. Hmm, but what exactly am I anyway'
Stopping suddenly, Kara uses her hearing and x-ray vision to check the building hallway and nearby apartments, to make sure she's not heard or seen, then she clears her throat "I'm a loser..., I AM a loser, I'm clumsy and stupid, I'm glutton for punishment, I'm a slut, I'm a painslut, I'm a whore" 'oh, I guess it doesn't have that much effect when I'm just saying it to myself, though those last few felt... different.'
'I guess there's nothing for it but to continue' Kara lifts the back of her skirt and tries to look at her backside in the mirror as she undoes the strap of her suit, effectively mooning herself. Then she uses the other hand and quickly smacks her own ass
'Disappointing, maybe if I try harder?' There's a sudden sound like a gun-shot followed by a pained "Ow! Shoot! Fish-sticks!"
Kara blows some freeze-breath on her hand and then uses it to rub a very red area on her right ass-cheek 'Ok, that was a bit much, though, hmm, the feeling after the initial intense sting is actually kind of nice, oh Rao, maybe I really am a. um, pain... connoisseur'
Quickly heading over to her desk, Kara sits down and grabs her CatCo laptop, minimizing her ongoing article on the missing girls 'Ok, time to put those journalist skills to use, research time!'
A few minutes later and with the help of google with safe search turned off assorted browser tabs are open with Wikipedia pages on subjects such as masochism, sadism, glossary of BDSM and spanking, erotic humiliation
After that, her searches changes, most containing BDSM first and then the browser tabs are different sites and on subjects like power play, power exchange, total power exchange, slavery, degradation and public humiliation.
Giving in to temptation Kara stops skipping all the porn links 'So, I don't need to have super hearing to have heard of porn hub, how bad can it be if like, almost everyone uses it, gah, stop being a prude Kara, you've been getting wetter reading dry and not so dry articles about people being objectively horrible to each other, you can watch a video of it too!' It's around this time a small icon is added to her system tray, indicating the microphone has come on.
As she watches bits and pieces of some videos, and longer stretches of others Kara finds one that she finds quite intriguing, depicting a woman in demure professional clothing that get's slapped around a bit by her older male boss, before she's pushed to her knees and mercilessly face-fucked while he heaps abuse on her. By this point Kara is quite worked up as she has let her hands glide along her body, and has started to move one inside her panties 'Rao, just do it already, don't be such a p... don't be such a pussy Kara, you're a slut' "I'm a slut! I love pain and sex and, hah, this would be more believable naked"
Kara super-speeds into her bedroom, puts away her super-suit and every other stitch of clothing before returning with a towel for her chair and the motor part of her electric toothbrush for herself.
Sitting down on the towel, legs spread and eyes on the video, she's trying to push herself further. "Slut's don't wear clothes, slut's are always ready, now use that cu...that pussy like it's meant to"
As the laptops camera light distinctly does not turn on, the system tray becomes home to yet another icon indicating the camera is indeed turned on, just in time to watch Kara turn the toothbrush motor on and push it against the stiff little nub of her engorged clit, all attempts to speak devolve into moaning as she uses her other hand to add a finger, and then two to her sopping hole 'Oh, Rao, I don't even, uhh, this feels fucking great, oh' "RAOOooo!"
As Kara starts to come down from her orgasm, she sees the movie has changed and now a female coworker of the woman from earlier is blackmailing her into being a slut and obeying her every degrading whim.
While Kara can feel some stirrings that could be used to push her towards another high, her post-orgasm crash and regrets wins out 'Rao forgive me, what on Earth am I doing, this is abuse I'm watching, assault, what sort of person gets off on that, what sort of person am I, no, no, never again', Kara almost believes herself
The forgotten toothbrush falls to the floor as Kara gets up from her chair, picking it up before smacking the Laptop closed and picking up the stained towel and heading to the bathroom 'I need a shower, a cold shower, like a 0 degrees Kelvin shower, and then a good nights sleep, and then tomorrow I can get to work and focus on doing more research on the missing women'
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"30 girls in the last two months Alex, that we know of!" Kara can't help but look at her sister again, hoping for a different answer.
Turning away and shaking her head, Alex moves towards the door "They were all human Kara, it's horrible yes, but it's a matter for the police or FBI, not the DEO".
As Alex finishes putting on her jacket and grabs the door she doesn't react to Karas last plea "Well I never put a limit on who I'd protect, so I'm going to investigate and find out what's happening."
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It is 5 minutes later that J'onn receives a text:
Agent Danvers: "Kara is going after them, we need to increase our efforts to track that missing shipment"
"Does she know we suspect them of stealing that shipment of Kryptonite?" :Director Henshaw
Agent Danvers: "You know damn well she doesn't know we still have any Kryptonite at all, much less that some has gone missing"
Agent Danvers: "Besides, the clubs and gangs at the dock is an interconnected nightmare, there's no telling what any of them are up to without a lot of surveillance"
"Which we have tried for weeks now without getting anywhere" :Director Henshaw
"She might help us out, her attempts at subtle tend to be a bit like a bull in a China shop" :Director Henshaw
Agent Danvers: "That's what I'm worried about, put Winn on surveillance full time and I'll prep some agents she doesn't know to go undercover and keep an eye on her if she tries to imitate Lois"
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Looking through her wardrobe, Kara ponders what to do "Flyover with super sight and hearing, or the investigative reporter bread and butter, undercover work?"
She quickly spins into her super suit and flies out a window, heading towards the docks.'The more I know the better'
'Now, the girls that went missing were last seen at all sorts of places, but they had all visited the docks within the last week. Something that would be a lot more helpful if that wasn't the location for 7 of the top 10 clubs to be seen at according to Kelsey in fashion'
As Kara flies out over the old warehouses turned into clubs and restaurants, she wishes she paid more attention to which clubs were the good ones, and which ones were the also-rans.
Starting at one end, she tries to tune her hearing, first into one building, and then just one part of it, as she uses her x-ray vision to scan it room by room, looking for anything noteworthy or suspicious.
10 minutes later, she's realized she has to alter her definition of what would be worthy of note for a night out at the docks.
She's spottet no less than 7 people having sex in bathrooms, ranging from a man she at first thought was humping the wall, until she saw the woman kneeling on the other side to a group of 3 women in another stall.
The threesome almost had her flying in to save the one whimpering and sandwiched between a woman with a big strap-on and an almost as well endowed she-male, until she asked them to go harder. She's more than a bit embarrassed at how long she kept watching them going at it before snapping out of it.
Between the music, sex and drug use, she was starting to get worried she wouldn't be able to notice someone taken right in front of her eyes, at least not while she was scanning one room at a time from high in the air.
Any thoughts of changing her approach vanished as she moved on to the next building, starting her scanning with it's basement where she can see several women in cages.
'Wow, that was easier than expected, one heroic rescue coming right up!' Putting thought into action, Kara plummets down through roof and floor (making sure there were no people nearby to get hit by falling bricks and heroes) and lands in the basement in her trademark heroic pose, only slightly ruined by the dust in the air and one of the falling bricks hitting her in the head (she pretends not to notice).
"Don't worry, I'm here to rescue you" Contrary to Kara's expectation though, the girls don't seem happy or even relieved, they all shrink to the back of their cages, staring quietly back at her.
'Their captors must have really frightened them, even without shackles not a one of them are trying to remove their gag'
Hurrying over to the closest cage, Kara rips the door of it's hinges and beckons to the two girls inside "Come on, I'll get those gags of you and fly you out of here, you'll be back with your families in no time!"
"Mhmm, mhmm!" One of the girls makes some unintelligible noises coupled with some very confusing head shaking, waving her hands in front of her as if she wants her to stop
"What? Here, let me" Kara steps into the cage and takes the girl by the hand, pulling her out. As always with humans, it's hard to tell if she's slow to follow or actively resisting.
"You know, you'll be a lot easier to understand if I just, umf" Ripping apart the leather, Kara starts to pull the gag out of the mouth, her eyes widening when what she thought was a big ball, turns out to just be the root of an about 4" long and rather thick gag in a very distinctly penile shape "Oh, that... this is... whoa, that looks uncomfortable"
The now un-gagged girl coughs a bit and then grabs the gag out of Karas hands "What the fuck Supergirl? We paid good money to be here, to be helpless, and in all my sessions with Mistress, the only time I've ever been afraid was because of you, the only time I've ever been grabbed without my consent was by you!" she then starts waving the broken penis-gag in front of Karas face "If they charge us for this or the cages, or god forbid, the fucking roof, I'm suing the hell out of you, and I can tell you right now, I will win. Hell I might just do it for emotional damages regardless"
The noises from the stairs that Kara has been ignoring while the willing slave had been ranting suddenly turns into an unfortunately familiar voice "My roof, my floor, my cages, and interfering with my subs, someone has been a very bad girl."
The girls, both the one Kara had managed to pull out of one of the cages and those still in them all fall to their knees, with the one who's gag Kara removed immediately pleading "Mistress, please forgive us, we tried to be good!"
"Les.. Livewire?"
"Whats going on here? I thought you died, I saw you die!" Kara felt both elated at seeing Leslie alive again and very confused, having held her one time nemesis as she died protecting her.
"Hey now, don't get teary eyed on me. I got pretty close, but I didn't quite croak. As a reward for my services your little men in black helped me disappear and set me up on the other coast, but when you can travel through the wires, distance doesn't quite mean the same thing. The boss here made me a good offer to do something I enjoy though, and I still consider National City my home, so I went for it and I'm now doing a bit of coast to coast commute."
"Speaking of said boss, she sent me down here to get you to clean this up, which unfortunately for you was explicitly said to be you personally."
Straightening into her best Supergirl pose and points around to the cages. "I don't think anyone would fault me for thinking these women were in peril, especially since there have been several disappearances from the area."
"I guess you should be compensated for that though" She says as she looks up at the hole in the roof.
"Supergirl, I think you misunderstood. The boss didn't want you to foist the cost off on the agency you've been seen working with at times, that would just come from some budget which ultimately means it comes from me, these girls, the boss and every other law abiding and tax paying citizen."
Livewire can't help but smirk as she raises an eyebrow at Supergirl "You wouldn't want the everyone to pay for the cost you incurred during one of your visits to National Cities premiere fetish establishment would you? What would they think?"
"I.. you! You can't be serious! Are you trying to extort manual labor from me to avoid a scandal? After everything we've done?" Any steel that Kara had in her pose earlier seems to have abandoned her as her indignation morphs into worry.
"Oh Supergirl, you know what I'd have done with information of something like this when I worked for CatCo, and while I do like you I've also been doing and enjoying this job for months and I'm not going to loose another job I enjoyed because of you."
"The terms are quite simple, you'll pay nothing, and you'll have to do nothing, all you need to do is accept your punishment for your wanton destruction."
Behind Karas back, the un-gagged woman seems to perk up at the sound of this, rubbing her ass at the memory of previous sessions.
"Really? What exactly is this punishment you want me to accept? I can tell you right now Livewire, I'll not say yes to anything illegal or without knowing full well what it is first" Walking closer to Leslie, Kara's stance seems less tense than it was a moment ago, her forehead still has a crinkle of worry though.
"First of all, for the remainder of our interactions, unless you refuse this generous offer to pay your debt, you will be 'clumsy-girl' and I will be 'Miss Livewire', as for the punishment itself it is perfectly legal and I've already administered it to several of the girls here."
"And not a one used their safe word, so what will it be, clumsy-girl?"
Kara shakes her head "I told you, I won't accept without kno-"
"Oh for gods sake S..clumsy-girl, it's a spanking, you'll bend over my lap and get a standard bare handed punishment-spanking, and The Gilded Cage will call it even."
In the matter of seconds Karas face starts matching her cape "O... kay... That's both surprisingly little and surprisingly disturbing." She looks around at the damage in the room and at the other women, brow furrowed before sighing deeply 'At least there doesn't seem to be any cameras in here' "Ok, I guess that's the lesser evil here, though I got to tell you Li.. MISS Livewire, for someone who once bemoaned my sapphic vibe you sure seem to be eager to get under my skirt."
A surprised snort comes out of Leslie who even claps her hands in a little applause "I'm impressed clumsy-girl, that was a beautifully constructed double entendre, especially since I'm fairly sure you didn't even intend half of it, but false or true, I applaud your bravado either way."
She points at a throne like chair over at a wall as she starts walking over there "Now get over to the chair, the rest of you: Observe!"
Kara starts walking over to it but slows down at Leslie's last exclamation "Wait now, I didn't agree to them watching me. Couldn't they, you know, look the other way or something." She waves her hand towards the other women as she reaches the chair.
"No, the terms were clear, and while spankings are often used in scenes and private sessions, a punishment-spanking is observed, just be happy I didn't insist on others watching your humilation clumsy-girl. Now don't dawdle." Leslie doing her best to put on the facade of her Miss Livewire persona sits straight backed in the chair and taps her thigh with her right hand, knowing from experience that her lap, the chair, and whomever is bent over it will be visible to the recorders on the upper floor through several thing optical fibers.
Kara stands and looks at Leslie for a few heartbeats before sighing and bending her knees and then whole body, laying over Leslie's lap.
After 10 seconds with nothing happening Kara looks stops looking down at the floor and instead meets Leslie's eyes "Well? I'm here and I'm waiting, miss Livewire, can we get this over with?"
"No, I don't like the tone of your voice, you didn't ask for your punishment and you've not presented yourself properly, my hands isn't the only thing that's supposed to be bare." As she says this Leslie puts her hand over Kara's back to indicate she shouldn't get up "While I can help fix the last problem myself, you'll have to do the other two."
"Even if I wanted to show you my tush, which I don't, my top is a one-piece so I can't actually open that up on it's own, you'll have to be happy with me as I am Miss Livewire, can I please get my punishment now?" The humiliation is making Kara blush more and more as she lays there, just wanting to get this over with .
Leslie pulls Karas cape to the side, placing it between her blonde head and the chair, out of the way. "Hrmf, your transgressions are quite severe, and lying to me about the design of your costume doesn't help, unless you want me to believe you take it all of whenever you have to go take a piss."
The skirt gets pushed up over her back as Leslie raises her voice to carry better.
"But very well, I'll get it over with."
"Listen all, clumsy-girl here is being punished with a bare-handed spanking for the following transgressions:"
"Rudeness and lack of respect, fifteen hits."
"Tardiness, ten hits."
"Refusal to take her punishment like a grown up, fifteen hits"
"Man-handling a slave without consent, twenty five hits"
"Extreme clumsiness to the point of endangering life and destroying property, all hits will be enhanced."
At the last pronouncement Livewires raised hand crackles with electricity as she brings it down with a loud smack.
"Ow! That hurt!" Kara exclaims, twisting in Livewire's lap to look up at her.
"Only the hits that you count, and thank me for, will be counted clumsy-girl, or maybe I should just call you stupid-girl from now on, if you're surprised at punishment hurting." So saying, Livewire brings her still electricity-shrouded hand down again.
"Wait no, I- OW! Stop it, I didn't know you were gonna use your po- Ouch! Ok! Ok! I'll count the darn-Ow, four, thank you Livewire" Kara sounds frantic in her haste to make it stop.
"Oh no clumsy-girl, I said it didn't count unless you counted it. I want you to count it loudly and clearly, something exactly like 'One, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire' for every hit, do you think you can do that, or is that too much to keep track of? Remember, the faster you submit, the faster this will all be over."
Kara's breathing is starting to speed up, but she nods her head "Yes, I'm sorry Mistress Livewire, I can count it your way"
'I can't believe I'm reduced to this, maybe I should just fly of and let them do what they want with that the hole she made in the roof here, how bad could it be anyway'
"Good girl, now lets get on with it" Livewire smiles at the submission of the super-heroine in her lap and gets ready to start laying down some pain, dialing her power down a little bit to make it hurt just enough to be good, if you like that sort of thing.
"Ow, one, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
'Rao, how am I going to get through 65 of these'
"Ouch, two, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
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Several minutes later a steadily counting Supergirl has more and more changed her exclamations of pain over to moans:
"Ooh, thirty nine, clumsy-girl thanks Mistress Livewire"
'What's wrong with me, I can't be liking this, I need to think of something else, garbage, or dead kittens or something'
"Mistress" The un-gagged woman from among the more or less forgotten slaves has come over to the chair, looking intently a the floor
"You better have a good god damn reasons for this pet" Livewire scowls at her slave, she had just been getting lost in her own fantasies as she kept hitting Supergirls soft rear, and wasn't even entirely sure what number they'd come up to.
"I'm terribly sorry Mistress, but I thought you'd like to know that your new slut seems to be enjoying herself terribly" she then points at Supergirl's crotch.
Livewire bends to the side a bit to see better, and notices a clear wet spot in the blue material between Supergirls legs.
"So, I guess you're a bit of a pain-slut then clumsy-girl, or is it other aspects of this that's got your cunt juicing to overflowing? Or did you piss yourself like some little baby?"
Supergirl hurriedly flips her skirt down, and pulls away from Livewire "What, no! I, didn't, didn't do that, either of those things! I wouldn't, I'm not a freak! I.. I... " there's a wooshing sound and they are left alone in the room, Supergirl has left the building.
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A few minutes later, in the shielded control room:"Damn Laura and her interrupting, I'm sure you could've had her orgasming before she realized she was even getting turned on. Did you get enough?" Livewire nods towards the control panels and screens behind Roulette.
Roulette shakes her head "No, close, but not quite, so I'm afraid your debt is not settled. Did you tag her?"
"You and your favors are worse than the damn mafia, and yes, I stuck it to her cape as I moved it away." Livewire walks up to a keyboard, inputting a code into a tracking application.
"She seems to be on top of CatCo, she always did have a weird fixation with that place. Between you and me, I think she had a crush on Cat Grant, then again, who didn't"
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The top of the CatCo building, Supergirl is standing on the edge of the roof, looking out across the city as a buzzing sound suddenly comes from some lights at the edge of the helipad.
Livewire materializes not far from Supergirl "Hello again Supergirl, trying to run away from your punishment, or running away facing your true self?
"I can't do this Leslie, don't you see, I have to more normal than normal when not wearing this, but when I do wear it, I'm not really a person anymore, I'm an archetype, an ideal, I.. I can't let myself be dragged down by my baser drives." She snorts and turns to face Livewire directly "Heck, I didn't even know this about myself until tonight"
Livewire walks slowly towards Supergirl "But do you always have to be better, do you really? We complain at the whole whore vs madonna trope, and being put on a pedestal, and here you are, saying you belong on a pedestal, and anything that threatens that has to be buried? Don't you want to just exist for once, no weight of the world, no consideration for what others would think of you? Just give up all power and leave all decisions to someone else for a while, and just.. be"
"No!" Kara tries to make the exclamation sound confident as she lifts of and flies at an angle towards home, but she's not sure if she's fooling anyone, she's certainly not feeling convinced herself.
After a while, she changes her direction to fly more directly towards home, staying high above the brownstones until she arrives at her own building, she makes a super-sight and x-ray sweep before plunging down to her floor and hurrying in through the window.
Kara is pacing back and forth on the floor in her Supergirl suit, 'This is so wrong, I'm supposed to be the strong one, I can't be getting turned on by.. by... no, stop deluding yourself Kara, I can feel the wetness just walking around here, heck, I can smell it, stupid super-senses. I need to face this, either it's not true, and I'll figure it out quickly, or it is a part of me and I need to understand it so I don't panic anytime it's brought up. Hmm, but what exactly am I anyway'
Stopping suddenly, Kara uses her hearing and x-ray vision to check the building hallway and nearby apartments, to make sure she's not heard or seen, then she clears her throat "I'm a loser..., I AM a loser, I'm clumsy and stupid, I'm glutton for punishment, I'm a slut, I'm a painslut, I'm a whore" 'oh, I guess it doesn't have that much effect when I'm just saying it to myself, though those last few felt... different.'
'I guess there's nothing for it but to continue' Kara lifts the back of her skirt and tries to look at her backside in the mirror as she undoes the strap of her suit, effectively mooning herself. Then she uses the other hand and quickly smacks her own ass
'Disappointing, maybe if I try harder?' There's a sudden sound like a gun-shot followed by a pained "Ow! Shoot! Fish-sticks!"
Kara blows some freeze-breath on her hand and then uses it to rub a very red area on her right ass-cheek 'Ok, that was a bit much, though, hmm, the feeling after the initial intense sting is actually kind of nice, oh Rao, maybe I really am a. um, pain... connoisseur'
Quickly heading over to her desk, Kara sits down and grabs her CatCo laptop, minimizing her ongoing article on the missing girls 'Ok, time to put those journalist skills to use, research time!'
A few minutes later and with the help of google with safe search turned off assorted browser tabs are open with Wikipedia pages on subjects such as masochism, sadism, glossary of BDSM and spanking, erotic humiliation
After that, her searches changes, most containing BDSM first and then the browser tabs are different sites and on subjects like power play, power exchange, total power exchange, slavery, degradation and public humiliation.
Giving in to temptation Kara stops skipping all the porn links 'So, I don't need to have super hearing to have heard of porn hub, how bad can it be if like, almost everyone uses it, gah, stop being a prude Kara, you've been getting wetter reading dry and not so dry articles about people being objectively horrible to each other, you can watch a video of it too!' It's around this time a small icon is added to her system tray, indicating the microphone has come on.
As she watches bits and pieces of some videos, and longer stretches of others Kara finds one that she finds quite intriguing, depicting a woman in demure professional clothing that get's slapped around a bit by her older male boss, before she's pushed to her knees and mercilessly face-fucked while he heaps abuse on her. By this point Kara is quite worked up as she has let her hands glide along her body, and has started to move one inside her panties 'Rao, just do it already, don't be such a p... don't be such a pussy Kara, you're a slut' "I'm a slut! I love pain and sex and, hah, this would be more believable naked"
Kara super-speeds into her bedroom, puts away her super-suit and every other stitch of clothing before returning with a towel for her chair and the motor part of her electric toothbrush for herself.
Sitting down on the towel, legs spread and eyes on the video, she's trying to push herself further. "Slut's don't wear clothes, slut's are always ready, now use that cu...that pussy like it's meant to"
As the laptops camera light distinctly does not turn on, the system tray becomes home to yet another icon indicating the camera is indeed turned on, just in time to watch Kara turn the toothbrush motor on and push it against the stiff little nub of her engorged clit, all attempts to speak devolve into moaning as she uses her other hand to add a finger, and then two to her sopping hole 'Oh, Rao, I don't even, uhh, this feels fucking great, oh' "RAOOooo!"
As Kara starts to come down from her orgasm, she sees the movie has changed and now a female coworker of the woman from earlier is blackmailing her into being a slut and obeying her every degrading whim.
While Kara can feel some stirrings that could be used to push her towards another high, her post-orgasm crash and regrets wins out 'Rao forgive me, what on Earth am I doing, this is abuse I'm watching, assault, what sort of person gets off on that, what sort of person am I, no, no, never again', Kara almost believes herself
The forgotten toothbrush falls to the floor as Kara gets up from her chair, picking it up before smacking the Laptop closed and picking up the stained towel and heading to the bathroom 'I need a shower, a cold shower, like a 0 degrees Kelvin shower, and then a good nights sleep, and then tomorrow I can get to work and focus on doing more research on the missing women'