A night out

Several days had passed since the brief battle on the docks. Felicity had been monitoring the news and had informed Oliver, Kara, and the others that Roman Sionis, A.K.A. Black Mask was currently held in the supermax wing at Black Gate Penitentiary. She had also been in contact with Kate and Luke, however from what they were saying, Bruce was **** to share information with them. Kara had been in contact with Kal, but so far, he had not managed to get any further info out of Bruce.

“We better hear something soon,” Oliver thought as he looked out of his office window towards the Catco building. He sighed as he stood from his desk and made his way over to the large window, stuck his hands in his pockets, and let out a sigh of frustration. “I knew handing Sionis over was a mistake,” he thought as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Meanwhile, at the Catco building, Kara sat at her desk with a large tablet in one hand and a pen in the other. She was absently mindedly tapping the back side of the pen against her chin as she read over the first draft of the latest issue. A gentle tapping on her glass office door broke her concentration. When she looked over she saw Harleen dressed professionally in a black suit jacket and matching skirt with a red undershirt and red shoes with a three-inch square heel, standing outside of her office and waving at her. Kara smiled at the newest addition to her and Oliver’s team, as well as Catco’s new Psychological Health Columnist, and waved her into her office.

“Hey, Harleen. Orientation wrapped up?”

“Yeah. I ran into Leslie, she said you wanted to see me. Is something wrong?”

“Huh? Oh, no, no, no,” Kara replied laughingly. “I just wanted to check in and see how you were settling in.”

“Oh, so far so good,” Harleen said with a slight laugh of her own. “Listen, Kara, I just want to thank you again for everything, you and the others haven’t judged me, you’ve given me a place to live, this job, and most importantly, a chance to make up for the things I let happen when I was with Joker.”

“Harleen, the way I see it, we owe you for the lives you helped us save before you joined us,” Kara said as she picked her tablet back up. “Get with Mark, the wellness editor. I’d like some ideas for your first article on my desk tomorrow morning.”

“You got it, boss,” Harleen said with a beaming smile before leaving the room. As she left, Kara leaned back in her seat and continued to read the upcoming issue. She glanced in the corner and saw that it was nearly time for Leslie’s afternoon show. She placed her phone on her desk, opened the Catco app, and hit Listen Live.

“Good afternoon Star City, this is the one and only Leslie Willis keeping you company on your afternoon drive. It’s Friday at last and we’ve got some beautiful weather ahead for the weekend. Finally am I right?”

The sound of her phone chiming interrupted the show and Kara glanced at it, seeing a message from Oliver asking if she would be ready to leave soon. She smiled and replied she could leave at anytime.

Any time over an hour later, Kara and Oliver walked into the bunker beneath Queen Manor with Harleen not far behind. The three walked over to Felicity’s station where the tech geniogenius watched her monitor like a hawk. “Anything yet, Felicity?” Kara asked.

“Nope,” Felicity answered letting her P pop slightly.

“Great,” Oliver said with a heavy sigh.

“What the… No, no, of frak no!” Felicity shouted as all of her monitors began to flicker and then go black except for a white flashing cursor.

“What is it? J’onn asked as he and Alex came over from where they had been doing an equipment check.

“We’ve been hacked!” Felicity answered as her fingertips furiously danced over the keyboard. “Come on, come on, come on!” she said repeatedly as she tried to simultaneously find out who had hacked her system, and kick them out.

Suddenly, Kara let out a surprised gasp. “Felicity, look!” she said pointing to the monitors. Felicity looked away from the one monitor she had opened a command window on and looked at the neighboring monitor. The cursor was moving across the screen leaving white lettering in its wake. OVERWATCH, INFORM YOUR TEAM. MEET FOR UPDATE AT 11:00 PM TOMORROW. ATOP THE CLOCK TOWER IN OLD GOTHAM -ORACLE.

“Well, looks like we have our update,” Alex said with an amused smile.

“Yeah, now let’s hit the streets,” Oliver said with a nod.

“Nah, you and Kara take the night off man,” Dig said from behind him. Oliver turned to look at the former soldier who was standing near the elevator that served as the “main” entrance to the bunker with the rest of his and Kara’s combined team, except for Leslie who was still on air. “You to have been going nonstop since your wedding. I know, I know you’re both Kryptonian know, and don’t need rest,” he added with his hands raised defensively. “But take a night just for the two of you. I’ll get a message to Leslie and she can join us once her afternoon show is over. If anything major comes up or we need you, you’re only a shout away.”

“Oli, it would be kind of nice to be able to get dinner and spend some time together. You know act like a normal newlywed couple.”

Oliver nodded his head and sighed slightly. He did like the idea of being able to spend some time alone with Kara. “Alright,” he said with a nod. “But the second anything major develops…” he began before Alex cut him off.

“We’ll make sure you know. Now take my sister somewhere nice for dinner.”

“Well, Angel,” Oliver said with a smirk as he looked at Kara. “how about sushi?”

“Oooh, that place a few blocks from my office?” she asked with a wide grin. “The food there is so amazing.”

“Sure, let’s go,” Oliver said with a slight laugh at her excitement and offered his arm. Kara’s smile broadened as she slid her arm around his and they began to head towards the entrance that would lead them up to the master bedroom. Once there the two quickly changed clothes. Oliver traded his grey suit with a white undershirt for an all-black suit with a matching undershirt and red tie. Kara changed from her ankle-high boots, jeans, and light blue button-down shirt to a short, snugly fitting red dress and a pair of black stiletto-heeled shoes.

“Well?” she asked as she did a graceful spin.

“You look good, but, you’d look good in a sack.” Kara threw her head back in laughter and playfully backhanded Oliver’s stomach. “Come on,” he said as he again offered his arm.

The two walked through Queen Manor to the attached garage. Along the way, Oliver grabbed a set of keys.

“Which one are we taking?” Kara asked as she scanned the array of cars in the large garage.

“Seeing as it’s a nice night for a change…” he said as he led her over to a red topless ‘66 Stingray Corvette and opened the door for her.

Kara laughed as she sat in the black leather seat. “As Thea would no doubt say: ‘Fancy fancy.’”

“Yeah,” Oliver laughed as he gently closed her door. “Speedy does have a certain way with words,” he added as he made his way around the car and sat in the driver’s seat.

“You know,” Kara said as they made their way down the highway leading from Queen Manor back toward Star City. “this almost feels like flying,” she added as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the warm night air whipping through her long blonde hair.

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Oliver said with a slight laugh.

A short time later, the two arrived at Red Dragon Sushi, a popular sushi restaurant not far from the Catco building. Oliver stopped the car at the entrance to the parking lot, got out allowing the valet to take his place in the driver’s seat and Kara got out of her seat.

“It’s got a heavy clutch,” he said to the valet as he and Kara began to head to the entrance.

“No kidding,” the valet laughed as he pressed the clutch in with some effort.

The pair walked into to restaurant which was dimly but romantically lit with several people enjoying their meals. A man with short dark hair dressed in a suit very similar to Oliver’s approached them with a smile on his face. “Good evening Mister and Misses Queen. Your table awaits,” he said and began leading them through the restaurant to a small table near the back corner.

“Did you get a reservation when I wasn’t paying attention?” Kara asked as she glanced at the menu.

“No, I know how much you like this place, specifically the pot stickers they have here, so I keep a table on permanent reserve.”

“I love you.”

Oliver laughed and turned his attention back to the menu. “How about the boat for two and a couple of sides to share?” he asked.

Kara found the boat for two on the menu and looked at it. An assortment of chefchef-selectedic rolls, specialty rolls, nigiri, and, sashimi. “Sounds good, of course you know I’d like a side of pot stickers.”

“Yeah, how about… takoyaki for the other side?”

“Oh, that is so good.”

“Good evening, I’m Zoey, I’ll be taking care of you tonight,” a young redheaded girl with her long hair pulled back into a ponytail said as she stopped at their table. She was dressed in black shoes, black pants, and a black shirt with the restaurant’s name and logo on the left side of her chest. “Can I start you off with something to drink?

“Can we get a couple of glasses of red wine please?” Kara asked smiling at the waitress.

“Of course, I’ll be right back with those,” Zoey said with a nod. A few short moments later, Zoey returned with two glasses of wine and carefully set them down in front of Kara and Oliver. “Do you know what you’d like? Or do you need a minute yet?” she asked as she took out her pen and pad, ready to take their order.

“We’re good,” Oliver answered with a smile. “We’d like an order of pot stickers, an order of takoyaki, and the boat for two please.”

“An order of pot stickers, an order of takoyaki, and a boat for two,” Zoey repeated as she wrote it down. “Alright, I’ll get that right in for you.”

After enjoying their meal, the pair returned to Queen Manor, Kara quickly making her way to the bedroom giving Oliver a wink as she did. He laughed to himself and decided to wait a few minutes before heading into the bedroom himself. When he walked in he found Kara naked and kneeling. The collar that stripped her of her powers was already around her neck and activated. She held her hands out to Oliver, in her upturned palms was the watch that would negate his powers.

“I await your pleasure, Master,” she said keeping her eyes low, and a smile pulling on the corners of her mouth.

Oliver took the watch, placed it on his wrist, and activated it. He walked to the spare armoire where they kept their favored items. He selected a black silk blindfold, and a flogger to begin with. He then walked into the walk-in closet, wheeled out the portable bondage frame, and quickly assembled it as a Saint Andrew’s Cross. With everything ready, he moved behind Kara placed the blindfold over her eyes, and tied it tightly into place.

“Safe word?”

“Kryptonite, Master,” she said licking her lips. Oliver looked down and saw her erect nipples. He smiled as he reached down, and squeezed and caressed her breasts before gently twisting her nipples.

“You have such pretty perky tits.”

“I’m happy they please you, Master,” she said before hissing slightly as he gave her a slightly harder twist.

“Stand,” he whispered in her ear before standing himself.

“Yes, Master,” she replied as she rose to her feet. Placing one hand on the small of her back and the other on her left shoulder guiding over to the bondage frame and securing her to it so that she faced inward.

He began to gently whip Kara’s back with the flogger, skillfully rolling his wrist in a figure eight, and making the supple leather tendrils dance over the Kryptonian beauty’s back. “Enjoying yourself, slut?” he asked in a husky tone after hearing her moan softly.

“Yes, Master,” she replied, her tone light and airy.

He continued to lightly flog her back for several minutes, turning her back a light shade of pink. He stopped and draped the flogger over his shoulder. He leaned in and softly kissed where her neck and shoulder met. Kara didn’t even try to fight back her moan. She loved when Oliver kissed her in that spot, especially so when her powers were dampened and she could truly feel his stubble prickle and tickle her skin.

“Ass out,” he ordered, his voice husky yet commanding. Kara bit her lip in anticipation as she moved her hips back.

"Yes, Master.” Oliver smiled as he took the flogger from his shoulder and pulled the tendrils of the whip taught. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the whip to meet Kara’s ass. Leather and flesh met and the sound echoed through the room along with Kara’s gasp. Her hips moved forward reflexively.

“Ass out, and keep it out,” he said giving her hair a hard yank.

“Yes, Master,” she replied, as she quickly stuck her ass out for the next lash of Oliver’s flogger.

“Good girl,” he said with a lusty growl as he began to whip Kara’s ass as he had before. Each time the leather tendrils met her flesh Kara moaned as the line between pleasure and pain blurred. Lash after lash fell with Oliver’s typical pinpoint precision. He slowed to a methodical pace and lightened his lashes considerably as Kara’s ass went from pristine white to a light pink, and then finally began to turn red. From his vantage point, he could see her pussy glistening with desire and need. “Beg me to fuck you.”

“Please, Master, please fuck me,” Kara plead, her voice sultry and thick with need. “I need it, Master. I need to feel your cock inside of me, Master. Please, Master, I need it so bad.”

Oliver smiled as he slowly removed the blindfold and again leaned in close to her, placing his lips close to her ear once more.

“Be patient, slut,” he whispered into her ear with a lusty growl. He went back to the armoire, this time retrieving a leash. He returned to Kara and clipped the leash to her collar. “Crawl.”

“Yes, Master,” She answered as he began to undo the cuffs that held her to the portable bondage frame. Once she was free she lowered herself to her hands and knees and crawled at his side as he took her over to their bed. He stopped when he reached the side of the bed.

“Stand, and remove my clothing.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied, barely able to contain her excitement. She stood and began to carefully remove his jacket. She slid it off of his shoulders, folded it, and set it on the foot of their bed. She then began to carefully unbutton his undershirt. Again she slid it off of him, this time she went to the closet, and grabbed two hangers. By the time she returned, he had slipped his shoes off. He watched amazed, as she placed the shirt and jacket on one of the hangers and laid them back on the bed.

“Such a good little slut, aren’t you?”

"Only because I love my Master,” she said with a wink as she lowered herself to her knees and unbuttoned his pants. She slowly unzipped them and lowered them and his boxers allowing his erection to spring free. He stepped out of them and before he knew it Kara had folded his pants over the empty hanger and laid them on the bed. “May I suck your cock, Master?”

“Go ahead, slut.” Kara smiled up at him as she slowly and gently stroked his cock. She then licked along the sensitive underside and planted a soft kiss on the head before taking him into her mouth. “Good girl,” he said as he used his hand to gently guide her movements. With each forward bob of her head she took more of him into her skilled mouth and each time she pulled back she hollowed out her cheeks, adding to his pleasure. After a few minutes, he gently pulled her back until his cock popped free of her mouth. “On the bed slut, on your back.”

“Yes, Master,” Kara said as she crawled up onto the bed, laid on her back, and spread her legs invitingly to him. Oliver moved to the bed, took position between Kara’s spread legs, and slowly pushed into her making her moan loudly. He lowered himself onto her and their lips met in a passionate kiss as he began to thrust his hips. In a matter of seconds, Kara began raising and lowering her hips to meet his powerful thrusts as her moans of pleasure echoed off of the walls of their bedroom.