Pain, humiliation... arousal

"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"

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 ****, 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.

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"

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 from facing your true self?

"I can't do this Leslie, don't you see, I have to be more normal than normal when not wearing this suit, 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"