Beatdown

(I realized that I forgot to describe what they were wearing for their match and where they were sparring so here are some pictures of what I kind of imagined they were wearing and they were sparring in a boxing ring in a training room in the watchtower.)

https://www.deviantart.com/pervyangel/art/Batgirl-Bikini-532494199

https://www.artstation.com/artwork/yb15nJ

The moment the fight started Kara immediately went on the offensive swinging right and left hooks, practically trying to knock Barbara’s head off her shoulders. While she had spirit she lacked the proper technique. Her punches were sloppy and telegraphed which made dodging them child’s play for a trained fighter like Barbara.

Despite the ample opportunities given to her to counter, the redhead was content with just avoiding her opponent’s attacks for now as she danced around the ring.

“Man, no wonder you were asking for help with your fighting. You couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn,” Barbara taunted. “I mean seriously, I expected you to be a little better than this. Guess they’ll just let any join the league these days, at least if they happen to be related to one of the founding members.”

Barbara knew that last insult was a low blow but she didn’t care. She was having way too much fun dominating Kara in this match. It was more than just the joy of being superior to her opponent, but the fact that her opponent was someone with super powers. Barbara knew that in a real fight without the no power handicap she’d be dead, but the sensation of beating someone of Supergirl’s power level in head on fight was amazing.

However, it soon became apparent that Kara was starting to tire out from her **** as her punches got slower and less frequent. After another minute of attacking Kara soon stopped and bent over as she tried to catch her breath.

Now in time like this, a serious fighter would take advantage of their opponent’s vulnerability, go to town on them, and walk away the decisive victor. But not Batgirl. She was lost in the ecstasy she felt with how she had Kara, the Supergirl, at her mercy. And it was here where she would make the mistake that would be her undoing.

Instead of going on the attack, Barbara strolled up to Kara, put her finger under Kara’s chin and tilted her head up so she could look her in the eye as she taunted her.

With a smug grin on her face Barbara said, “This is kind of pathetic, but right now I’m feeling a little generous. So h–”

Before she could finish her taunt Kara used the last of her energy to fire an uppercut right into Barbara’s exposed stomach. Right after Barbara’s expression changed from the arrogant look she had all match to one of shock and pain from the unexpected blow. Her eyes started to roll up and her mouth opened wide as she let out a loud moan. Her hands immediately shot to gut to try and ease the pain as she took a few unsteady steps back.

Seeing the effect her punch had on the arrogant superhero renewed Kara’s energy and she began her **** once more. This time Barbara was unable to avoid her blows as each new hit dazed her more and more. Punches kept coming from every angle and sent Barbara’s head in every direction as the only resistance she could mount was to moan and drool.

Soon Barbara was backed into a corner, both figuratively and literally, with the only thing keeping her up was her arms draped over the top ropes. Surprisingly she was still conscious, but barely.

With the fight all but won, Kara decided to pay Barbara back for her insults earlier. She slapped her face back and forth to make her suffer without knocking her out, mocking her the whole time.

“Come on Barbara,” (slap)(slap) “I thought this was supposed to be easy for trained fighter like you,” (slap) “Yet here you are, losing to a girl who never trained a day in her life,” (slap) “Some hero you are.”

It wasn’t long before Barbara had enough. “Please Kara stop. I give up, you win. Just stop hitting me and let me go. Please.” But Kara just grabbed her hair with left hand and yanked it back. She then leaned her face close to Barbara’s and said, “Not yet. I’m not done playing with you yet. Before this match is over I’m gonna make you beg me to knock your ass out.”

Then, without releasing her grip on her hair, she launched punch after punch at Barbara. Kara wasn’t planning on focusing anywhere specific, she punched wherever she wanted. Bomb after bomb landed on Barbara’s stomach, boobs, and face. The final punch that broke her was to her gut. Instead of pulling her fist back Kara decided to twist it into her and soon after Barbara cracked.

With her eyes rolled and her tongue hanging out with some drool dripping from the tip into her boobs, Barbara begged Kara to knock her out.

“Please Kara knock me out. I can’t take it any more PLEASE.” And Kara decided to oblige her. While keeping her grip on her opponent’s hair, she dragged her to the center of the ring.

“Before I put you to sleep I have one more thing I want from you.” Kara then put her fist to Barbara’s lips. “I want you to kiss the hand that’s gonna put you down.” With her will to fight crushed and not wanting to be in any more pain, Barbara quickly complied. Kara then brought her fist back and threw a hard uppercut that left Barbar standing there, staring at the lights. Then Barbara fell back first to the floor. Her eyes were completely white and drool was coming out of her mouth as her body light twitched and floor.

Kara decided to put her foot on her twitch chest and flexed her right arm as she said, "And the winner by knockout, SUPERGIRL."