Infiltrating the brothel [Kara's POV]

KARA

The place was surprisingly classy. From the outside, it looked like any one of the many warehouses in National City. Once you stepped through the doors though, it was like walking into a 5-star hotel. The carpets were crimson and gold, the walls were an off-white that reminded me of cream or bone, and there was even a big and elaborate chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

There was a mahogany reception desk, and the woman behind it even looked professional. Well, professional in her demeanor. The outfit she was wearing looked more like what a horny 14 year old thought a secretary looked like.

“Hello miss, how can I help you?” She chirped.

“Okay Supergirl, tell her you’re looking to be serviced.” Gerry said in my ear.

“Yes, hello. I’m looking to be serviced.” I said, smiling courteously. (KARA: +1SP)(0SP)

“Service miss?” The receptionist asked. “I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific.”

“Okay Supergirl, this is where you give the password…” There was a long pause, then a cough. “Say ‘I need to get off like the perv I am, can you help, slut?’”

I freeze, barely managing to hold together my composure let alone the fake smile I was wearing.

Freaking what?!

The receptionist frowned at me. “Ma’am? You said you were looking for service? I’m afraid you’re going to have to be more specific.”

“I know Supergirl, I know” Gerry chirped in my ear again. “It’s not pleasant, but if you want to get in as a customer, you need to say it. Say the password! Before the receptionist gets suspicious!”

Crap! Crap, crap, crap!

“I need to get off like the perv I am,” I could feel my face burning with shame as I said it, “can you help with that, slut?” (KARA: +10SP)(+10SP)

Rao, I felt like I needed a shower after saying that.

Despite my own disgust, I saw a slow smile spread across the receptionist’s face.

“Oh, slutty little me?” She asked playfully, pushing out her chest to present her cleavage to me more. “Why of course!”

She got to her feet and sauntered around the desk. She moved with way more sway in her hips than was necessary. She turned and leaned against me, pressing her rear-end against my pelvis.

“Oh, I’m sure I can find just the right service for you, ma’am.” She purred. “Please, feel free to play with my titties while I take you to the back.”

My eyes widened and I fought the instinct to jump away from her and apologize profusely for even thinking about doing what she’d just told me I could do.

“Grope her.”

“What?!” I whisper-screamed under my breath.

“This is another part of the password. Grope her and say ‘God, you’re a horny little whore, aren’t you?’”

“I’m not saying that!”

“Hmmm?” The receptionist turned her head to look at me, keeping her body pressed flush against mine. “Is there a problem, ma’am? Should I call someone?”

“Damn it Supergirl, you’re about to blow your cover! Just do it!”

“No.” I said, answering the receptionist and not Gerry. I reached around her and grabbed both of her breasts in my hands. “I was just shocked at how much of a slut you are. God, you’re a horny little whore, aren’t you?” I kneaded her breasts roughly and gave them a squeeze. (KARA: +15SP)(+25SP)

The receptionist moaned lewdly before letting out an ecstatic giggle. “Fuck! I love out fucking password system! Especially when it's a hottie like you playing with my titties!” She smirked and winked at me. “How about a quick fuck before we get down to business?”

Don’t blush Kara. Do not blush. Stop blushing!

“Oh Rao, what’s the password this time?” I muttered to Gerry.

“Uh… There isn’t one. I think she just likes you.”

Okay, well I’m definitely blushing now!

“Um, I’d really rather get down to business.” I said. “I… Came here for a reason, you know?”

The receptionist sighed. “Okay, fiiiiiiine. I’ll just have to fuck whoever comes in after you extra hard!”

Oh Rao…

I cleared my throat. “Yes, well, I’m sure whoever it is will have a great time.”

“Mmmmm… They won’t be the only one.” She giggled. “So, are you going to let go of my titties anytime soon?”

“Oh!” I pulled my hands away from her breasts. “Sorry.”

“Sorry?” She giggled. “And here I was thinking you were an alpha lesbian or something. Turns out you’re a gentleman.”

I’m sure my face was as red as a tomato at this point.

“Can we… Can we just go?” I asked.

The receptionist giggled harder. “Okay, okay. We can go. So, what’s your fetish?”

“Wh-What?” I sputtered.

“What’s your fetish?” She raised an eyebrow. “So I know what part of the facility to take you to?”

“Oh. Right. Obviously. My fetish is… is…” I started whispering frantically under my breath. “Gerry, what the heck is my fetish?!”

“Uh… Misogyny. Say your fetish is misogyny.”

“Misogyny. Misogyny?!” I coughed and cleared my throat. “Yes. My fetish is misogyny.” (KARA: +8SP)(+33SP)

“That took you a second…” The receptionist squinted at me a little.

“Um, Yeah! Cause… Cause…” Think Kara, think! “Cause I’m… a little ashamed of it.”

“Oh. Oh honey, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” She walked up to me and caressed my cheek. “We all got her kinks, you just happen to like it when a man treats you as inferior sometimes. Trust me, I get it.”

“Y-You do?!”

“Of course, I like being treated like a **** too.” She said with a smile. “I mean I perform in the misogyny section all the time. It’s kind of hot being used like a sextoy, to be with someone who doesn’t even really treat you like a person anymore. It’s so naughty!”

I almost threw up in my mouth a little at the receptionist’s words. Did she actually feel that way? Whatever, I didn’t have time to dwell on it, I still had a job to do.

“So, will you take me there?” I asked.

“Of course! Oh, but you need to tell me if you’re participating or just watching.”

“Watching!” I blurted out. “Just watching. Definitely just watching!”

She giggled at me again. “Oh, a little shy? That’s okay, I’m sure once you see the show, you’ll be really eager to join in next time you come back.”

Pfft! Yeah, that’s likely.

“Yeah , of course. “ I said.

“Now I must warn you that we’re very expensive here. Even though you’ll just be watching, the price of admission will still be $500 an hour. We’re very exclusive here.”

“I understand completely. I have a tab set up under a friend of mine already, Gerry Manheim? Verification code 992211.”

Thanks for covering that ridiculous price, Gerry.

“Oh! Yes, Mr. Manheim was with us just the other night.” She smirked at me. “I see you have a friend who shares your fetish.”

“Yeah, he’s the one who recommended this place to me and told me about all the passwords.” _Though he could’ve given me some freaking warning that _this was how it was going to go!

“Well I’m glad he did.” She turned and headed towards the elevator. “Right this way.”

I followed her and we rode the elevator in mostly awkward silence. According to the numbers up top, we were both heading down to level B3. So this place was completely underground? Interesting. That was probably also how they’d been active for so long without me noticing.

I decided to try out my x-ray vision and was disappointed to find that it was exactly as Gerry had informed me. All of the walls were lined with a thin layer of lead. Which meant I couldn’t see what was going on in this place even if I wanted to.

The elevator dinged and the receptionist and I stepped out… right into a table filled with dozens of sex toys. There were dildos of all shapes and sizes, all on display, all for the world to see.

“Feel free to grab one for your viewing session.” The receptionist said.

“What?”

“Oh, we offer complimentary dildos to all our female voyeurs.” The receptionist said. “Go on, grab one, it’ll make your session more fulfilling.”

“Oh, uh…”

“Shit! I didn’t know about this!” Gerry cursed. “All I got was a box of tissues and some lotion. Fuck! Okay, Supergirl, grab one.”

“What?!”

“Is there something wrong?” The receptionist had taken a step back from me due to my outburst.

“No, no!” I said. “I’m just… surprised by the level of generosity you show to your clients!”

“Oh. Well, we pride ourselves in that here.” She said, looking genuinely proud of herself.

“Right.” I nodded, and picked up an average sized (I think?) black dildo from the table. (KARA: +5SP)(+38SP) “I love these ones with the handle. They’re very… convenient.”

“Aren’t they just?” The receptionist flashed me a smile and turned towards the hall. “Right this way to the voyeur’s room.”

I took a deep breath and followed her.

Okay Kara, you did it. You’re here. Give it some time, and you’ll be able to leave with one of the world’s few remaining supervillains in your custody.

I scowled a little as I followed after the receptionist. Leave it to The Patriarch to make apprehending him this much of a pain in the behind!

Whatever. It’ll all be worth it when I have him behind bars. I thought to myself. Him and his particular brand of evil can’t be allowed to go on unchecked. I’d visit a thousand sleazy places like this if it meant putting him and his hateful propaganda away.

Oh well, at least from here on out, I know that the worst is behind me.

*Author’s Note - Jeez, these chapter lengths really get away from me. Regardless, I hope you all enjoyed this string of chapter releases. Feel free to critique the Submission Score values in the comments. I’m still trying to get a feel of how many points certain actions should net over certain others. I’m also worried that Gerry might be accruing too many points too quickly, which feels like it goes against the entire series’ identity as a slow burn humiliation/submission story. That being said, with what he was able to make her do here, I can’t help but feel that the Submission Score gain is justified. Thoughts? Regardless, more on the way soon. Including, hopefully, our first Trait for Supergirl!*