Kara’s week with Mad'am Smoak begins

Kara had spent the morning continuing to help her mistress teach her newest sister, Miranda how to behave. When she had heard what lesson eight was, Kara was sure that Miranda would try to lash out. The busty brunette had been furious at having to refer to herself as a dumb cunt. Now just after having lunch, she stood on the tarmac of the private airstrip on Leana's Island as her mistress' jet was pulled out of its hanger.

"Are you ready to go Kara?" Leana asked as she walked up next to her.

"I believe so, Mistress," Kara replied as she glanced at her body. The beautiful Kryptonian was dressed in a tight-fitting white tank top that alloweda glimpseat her toned stomach and short denim shorts that showed off her long legs without being obscenely short. On her feet, she wore black open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. Finally around her neck was a slim golden chain with a heart-shaped pendant hanging from it. On the pendant, "Leana's" was etched in a neatly flowing font. Kara smiled to herself, her outfit was not overly revealing, it was not something she would have worn before Leana had taken her as her ****. Now, she felt overdressed.

"Good," Leana said as she grabbed Kara’s shoulder and turned her to face her. "I sent some of your uniforms ahead to Mad'am Smoak. She will meet you at Star City International and put one of her pets on the plane before taking you to her home. Be a good girl for her."

"Yes, Mistress," Kara replied before Leana softly kissed her lips.

"That's my girl," Leana said before giving Kara a playful swat on her ass. "Go, have a good time."

“Yes, Mistress,” Kara replied as she began walking to the jet. Just before climbing the short folding stairs to board the jet, Kara stopped and turned to look at Leana. “Mistress, I won’t miss Miranda’s test or collaring will I?”

“No, I will wait to test her until you get back. Now go, or I’ll tell Mad’am Smoak to put you across her knee in the airport.

“Yes, Mistress,” Kara said before boarding the jet and taking a seat.

The flight from Leana’s private island to Star City International was relatively short at just over three hours. The entire flight Kara’s mind raced with possibilities. She couldn’t picture the Felicity she knew as a strict dominatrix like Leana. The Felicity she knew was a bit neurotic but kind, loving, and sweet, yet, she had a strength within her that drew people to her. “Hmm, I wonder if that’s what makes her slaves, or pets, obey her,” Kara thought. She closed her eyes and pictured Felicity her long blonde hair like it almost always was, in a ponytail, and dressed as a dominatrix. She wondered if Felicity would favor leather or latex. What would she carry, a riding crop? A whip? A flogger?, She licked her lips with anticipation as she continued to picture an alternate version of the Felicity she had known as a dominatrix.

The jet touched down and the pilot gave the all-clear for Kara to get off of the jet. When she stepped out onto the tarmac she caught sight of Felicity and standing behind her were Sara and Ava. Behind them, was a long black limousine. Kara’s jaw nearly dropped as the sudden realization of who Mad’am Smoak’s pets were suddenly dawned on her. She smiled at the three blonde women as she walked over to them, with an all-new appreciation for the three women’s beauty.

Felicity wore a black suit jacket and matching skirt with a light blue button-down shirt with black stiletto-heeled shoes. On her face were the black square-rimmed glasses, and her hair was done in her signature ponytail. Sara and Ava looked like they could have been models. They were both dressed in light blue dresses with plunging V necklines that offered teasing glimpses at their shapely breasts. The lower hem of the dresses came down to their mid-thighs, and each wore a pair of open-toed six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes on her feet. Around each of their necks was a thin silver chain necklace.

“Hello, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said bowing her head as a sign of her respect and submission. “I look forward to serving you, and hope to meet your undoubtedly high standards.”

“I see, Mistress Leana has trained you well,” Felicity said with an approving smile. “Meet my pets. Sara,” Sara stepped forward and gave a slight nod, “and Ava.” Ava stepped forward and nodded.

“Hello Sara, Ava. I look forward to serving alongside you.”

“You will soon enough,” Felicity said as she caressed Kara’s cheek. “Sara, Mistress Leana is waiting for you.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Sara said as she stepped forward again. Ma'dam Smoak stopped caressing Kara’s cheek, turned to face Sara, and shared a long passionate kiss. After breaking the kiss Sara gave Kara a friendly smile and a nod before heading into the waiting jet.

“Come on, Kara. It’s time we got home,” Felicity said as she reached out and gently held Kara’s hand. She led Kara and Ava to the limo and the driver opened the rear door. Felicity motioned for Ava to enter, then Kara. “Home please, Martin,” Felicity said before sliding onto the rear seat.

“Yes, Miss Smoak,” the man said with a polite nod.

As soon as the long luxurious car began to move, Felicity looked at Ava. “Ava, she said pointing to the floor of the limo. “Masturbate.”

“Yes, Ma’dam Smoak,” Ava replied as she slid off of the long bench seat she sat on and lay on her back. She lifted her short dress revealing that she wore no underwear and her cunt, like Kara’s was bald. She began to run her index and middle fingers along the swollen lips of her cunt, looking at Felicity for approval.

“Kara, get those shorts down, and come sit on my lap.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara replied as she unbuttoned her shorts. She slid them down her legs, then moved to sit on Felicity's lap.

"Like what you see, Kara?" Felicity asked as she began to play with Kara’s cunt.

"Yes, Mad'am Smoak. She's very pretty," Kara replied as she watched Ava pump her index and middle fingers in and out of her pussy at a decent pace.

“And do you like it when I play with your cunt?”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara moaned.

“This, Kara is just a preview of what you can expect. That is if you’re a good girl,” Felicity said before she gently sucked on Kara’s neck.

As the limo rolled down the road, Kara watched Ava pleasure herself, while Felicity played with her cunt and gently sucked on her neck. Thus far, Felicity had not paid any attention to Kara’s clit. When her thumb brushed against it Kara’s body shuddered with pleasure. “Oh fffuck,” she gasped as she willfully held back an orgasm. A look of confusion came to her face when Ava gasped and looked at Kara with wide eyes.

“Bad girl,” Felicity said as she pulled Kara’s hair. “I do not permit my pets to use such language unless it’s said at the moment of orgasm,” she added before giving Kara’s pussy a swat that doubled her over. “Get over there and put your cunt away,” Felicity said in a stern tone as she pointed at the bench seat Kara had been sitting on.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said her voice trembling as she moved back to her original seat and put her shorts back on.

“Ava, continue. You may cum whenever you like,” Felicity said as she turned her attention back to her pet.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Ava said before she resumed masturbating. Ava began to pump her fingers in and out at a furious pace as she buckled her hips wildly. She was moaning and mewling constantly. She knew that pleasing herself would please Felicity, which she knew would lead to more pleasure for her. “Mad’am Smoak! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she screamed as she came hard just as the limo began pulling up the long driveway to Felicity’s estate. She immediately pulled her fingers from her quivering fuck hole and began to lick and suck them clean.

Moments later, the limo came to a stop and the driver opened the door letting Felicity, Ava, and Kara out of the luxurious car. “Ava, I want you to take Kara upstairs and get her a punishment dress, then bring her to me in my office,” Felicity said as they entered the mansion. The color drained from Kara’s face. It was her first day with Felicity, and she was already being punished. Her heart began to race, she knew when Leana found out, there would be a hefty price to pay.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Ava replied before she reached for Kara’s hand. “Come on, Kara.” Kara allowed Ava to take her hand, and lead her upstairs. The entire time Kara was red with humiliation at being led around the mansion and having her hand held like a child. As much as she wanted to pull her hand away, she knew not to. She was in enough trouble as it was.

The two came to a large room that had been converted into a walk-in closet. Ava took a long look at Kara before she began sliding hanger after hanger aside. Kara couldn't help but notice that each of the hangers Ava moved aside held a dress that looked better suited to a little girl than a fully grown woman.

“Oh, Rao, this is so humiliating,” Kara thought as she saw Ava pause, her hand hovering over a frilly pink dress with white lace trimming at the hems and a white sash around the waist with a large bow on the back.

“This will do nicely,” she said before selecting a pair of knee-high white socks and black Mary Jane shoes. “Here, take your clothes off and put these on,” Ava instructed as she handed the clothing over to Kara.

Kara’s cheeks burned with a fresh wave of humiliation as she stripped down, folding her clothes. “Hurry up, Kara. Mad’am Smoak doesn’t like to be kept waiting,” Ava reminded Kara as she put her close into a neat pile. Once Kara was naked, she slid the socks on her legs before putting on the shoes. “Let’s go,” Ava said as she took Kara by the hand and led her back downstairs to an ornate-looking office.

Ava knocked on the door three times before Felicity called out for them to enter. She opened the door and led Kara in before closing the door behind them. “I see she is ready. Leave us Ava,” Felicity said as they entered the spacious office that overlooked the manicured lawns of her estate.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Ava replied before she left, leaving Kara to face her punishment alone.

“Kara, do you know why you are about to be punished?”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak. I swore.”

“That’s right, and do you know what I do to my pets when they swear?”

“No, Mad’am Smoak.

“First, I take the foul-mouthed girl into a bathroom and I wash her mouth out with soap. Has your mistress ever washed your mouth out Kara?”

“No, Mad’am Smoak, but I’ve seen her do it to my sister ****, Alex.”

“Good,” Felicity said as she stood and walked around her desk. “Then you know what to expect. Come on,” she added as she took Kara by the arm and led her into the attached bathroom. Kara let out a slight whine when she saw what she did not doubt was a fresh bar of soap sitting on the sink top. Felicity led Kara over to the sink and stood her in front of the mirror. “Hands on the top of your head, eyes forward, mouth open, and tongue out,” Felicity said her tone stern and authoritative letting Kara know she was not to be disobeyed.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she adopted the required position. She watched as Felicity turned on the tap and began to soak the soap under the flowing water until it was covered in thick leather. With her free hand, Felicity grabbed Kara’s long blonde hair and held her head still.

“I want your eyes on your reflection Kara, so you can see how pathetic and sorry you look when your mouth is full of suds,” Felicity said as she held the bar of soap up, just fractions of an inch from Kara’s tongue. Before The Kryptonian beauty could reply, Felicity began scrubbing her tongue with the soap.

Kara’s stomach churned at the thought of the gooey soap getting in her mouth. “Open wide,” Felicity said before she shoved the bar of Ivory into Kara’s mouth. Kara couldn’t hold it anymore. Before she knew it, she was gagging, but Felicity held her firm as she scrubbed the bar of soap in her mouth like she was a small child. “It doesn’t taste very good does it, Kara?”

“No, Mad’am Smoak,” she mumbled around the soap bar.

“Filthy words don’t sound good coming out of your mouth either so remember that,” Felicity said as she continued to scrub. After several long minutes, Felicity finally stopped and allowed Kara to spit out the suds and rinse her mouth out.

“I’m so sorry, Mad’am Smoak. May I ask you a question?”

“You may.”

“When you come back to Mistress’ Island with me, well, Mistress doesn’t mind if I or my sisters swear so…”

“I see where you’re going, Kara,” Felicity said as she held up her hand to silence her. “If Leana is around, then it is fine, but, if I am in the room and Leana is not, you’ll get this punishment all over again.”

“I understand, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said with a nod.

“Good, but your punishment is not over yet. Come.” Again Felicity took Kara by the arm leading her back to her office, then out into the hall. The two walked down the hall, Kara’s heart racing faster and faster with each step. Finally, the pair came to a white door. Felicity opened it and Kara gasped. The room was made to look like a child’s playroom only with adult-sized versions of children’s toys and furniture.

The room was painted in pastel colors, with large murals of fairies and unicorns adorning the walls. The furniture was oversized but in the style of a child's bedroom set, with a large teddy bear sitting on the bed and a small pink table and chairs in the corner. On the shelves were toys like dolls, toy cars, and building blocks, all scaled up to fit adult size. There were also books and coloring supplies scattered around the room. It was a playful and whimsical space that contrasted sharply with the seriousness of the rest of the manor.

Felicity led Kara over to the table and chairs. She simply pointed at one of the chairs. Kara understood the non-verbal command and sat down. Felicity then went to the bookshelf and pulled out a notebook. When she returned to the table she set the notebook in front of Kara, then picked up a nearby pen from some of the art supplies and set it on top of the notebook.

“Kara, what word did you say?” Felicity asked. Kara looked up at Felicity and gulped, her mouth soaping fresh in her mind. “In this instance, Kara you have permission to say it.”

“I-I said, ‘fuck,’ Mad’am Smoak.”

“That is correct,” Felicity said as she pat Kara on the head. “For the next hour I want you to sit here and in your neatest writing, write the sentence, ‘Fuck is a word I am not allowed to say.’ over and over again. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara replied, wasting no time in grabbing the pen and opening the notebook.

“I’ll be back to get you when your time is up, and Kara if I think you’ve written too few sentences in the hour I’ve given you, your next punishment will be a spanking.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she continued to write. Felicity said nothing else before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

Not wanting to earn any further punishment, Kara focused completely on her assigned task. Over and over she wrote the sentence. She ignored the growing cramp in her hand and filled page after page always managing to make her writing look neat and tidy.

Kara finished one last sentence before she gasped as the latch to the door clicked. “Has it been an hour already?” she thought. Instinctively she stood in position three with her hands behind her head, fingers interlocked.

“Once again I see that Leana has trained you exceedingly well,” Felicity said as she walked over and picked up the notebook. “Hmm, seven pages front and back and half of another. I’m very impressed Kara.”

“Thank you, Madam Smoak.”

“What have you learned, Kara?”

“Not to use foul language, Madam Smoak.”

“Very good,” Felicity said before bending down and kissing Kara’s forehead.

“Would you like to be dressed as a proper pet?”

“Yes please, Mad’am Smoak."

“Come with me,” Felicity said with a smile. She led Kara out of the room and back down the hall. She stopped at the third door on the left and opened it. They stepped into a luxurious bedroom with a large comfortable-looking bed with a thick red comforter on it and a nest of pillows covered in black and red pillowcases.”During your time with us, and whenever we come here, this will be your room.”

“Thank you, Mad’am Smoak,”

“You're welcome, now, let’s get you dressed. You may remove your clothes.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said before she began removing her punishment dress. As she was doing this, Felicity went to the dresser and selected a sheer black lace bra and thong panties, a red lace garter belt, black silk stockings, and from the closet, pink open-toed stiletto-heeled shoes.

Kara took the lingerie quickly dressed herself, and made sure her stockings were perfectly smooth. She took a moment to admire herself in the mirror the sheer material did little to hide her hardened nipples, or hr clean-shaven cunt from view. She turned and admired her ass. “Mistress is right, heels do make our asses look good,” she thought.

“You look good, you were meant for a collar, but I do enjoy this,” Felicity said as she used her index finger to fiddle with the heart-shaped pendant

“Thank you, Mad’am Smoak.”

“Punishment aside, you are a guest here. Any requests for dinner tonight?”

“Potstickers?”