Poison Ivy

Sashaying towards the bed is a tall redhead with a green tint to her skin and clad in a neon green leather bike suit. Walking along the bed and looking down at Supergirl, she pats the cuffed girls head before turning towards Harley
"I'm so proud of you sweetie, I can't wait until we have her in my little red light greenhouse, she'll be perfect"

'Oh Rao, that's Poison Ivy... this is really Harley Quinn I almost... oh fuck!'
Thrashing on the bed and pulling at the cuffs, Kara yells out "Let me go! You won't get away with this!"

Looking down at the girl of steel, Ivy smiles and shakes her head "Oh she's adorable, she sounds just like a real hero when captured, of course since she went missing from a club full of costumed people, in a city we've never been seen in, they are not going to come look in our bailiwick and we will indeed 'get away with this'."

Giving Ivy a heated kiss, Harley then leans into her as if she was the ivy, and the green skinned girl was a pole to be climbed "Can we play with her some? Pretty please, she's actually a pretty good kisser, and thinking about all the things we're gonna do to her had me so fucking turned on all the way here."

Quickly glancing at her wristwatch, Ivy shakes her head "I wish, but the witch said we'd risk getting caught if we're still within city limits by midnight, and considering how spot on she's been so far we better get a move on... feel free to get handsy though"

Pulling open the bedside table and pulling out a shiny, almost shimmering knife, Harley gives her sweetie a little peck on the chin before turning towards the bed "Oh I will, but first we gotta unpack our present. Mr. J had this knife made to slice through the bats battle armor as easy as a knife through a warm throat, I bet the suit of little miss raccoon-eyes here won't be any trou-"

Straining at her bonds and trying to ignore the nausea from the Kryptonite, Supergirl screams out "Let me go you psycho bitch-OUF! ....uh"
Her outburst gets stopped in it's track by a fist to the mouth though "Don't you fucking call me that! I'm creatively mental in a funny way, and Pam here loves me just the way I am... and see, now you made me give you a split lip"
'Ouch... she hit me... again... and I think think whatever they **** me with is wearing off because that didn't turn me on... Rao, I can't believe getting hit that rubber monstrosity only made me hotter'

Grabbing Kara by her ears, she bends down and grabs onto Supergirl's bottom lip with her mouth, giving a few hard sucks "Aah, the blood of champions, refreshing!"
Letting go of her head, Harley grabs the neck of her Super suit and sticks the knife under it "You better lie stil, this thing is wicked sharp and while we need you we'll still let you bleed to **** here rather then risk capture by calling anyone, got it? Good!"

There's a hissing sound from the material as Harley slides the knife down across her shoulder and out along the top of her arm all the way up to the cuffs at the headboard, before starting on the inside of her arm and going back to her torso, and down to her waist, the belt and skirt splitting just as easily "Hah, I knew this knife was awesome, and see, not a scratch on her... now for the other side.... and stop crying Supes, we're gonna make sure you feel good too, probably.... maybe.... actually, we don't really care so I wouldn't hold my breath"
'This is bad... this is so bad... I need to get out of here, how though... fuck... Rao please let Alex be paranoid and have me bugged or something'

"You seem to have this well in hand, I'll go get the bikes ready babe" as Ivy is walking out of the bedroom again, she hears Harley talking to Supergirl "Isn't she just the greatest, I don't know how a broken thing like me got this lucky."

After spending a few minutes connecting the sidecar for Harley's bike and making sure her own was already set up for her neon green bike, Ivy picks up a huge empty duffel bag and starts heading back up to Harley, she's in the next room over when she suddenly hears a scream of pain from the bedroom.

Rushing through the door, she gives the tableau in front of her a quick glance, the cut up remains of Supergirl's suit next to the bed, and a bruised and bleeding girl of steel tied spreadeagled on the bed, before affectionately shaking her head "Oh babe, what did I say about damaging the goods huh? That foot-long cock needs to be eased into, not rammed in."

Harley, sitting between a crying Kara's now tied down legs and holding onto the gigantic dildo, the first few inches pressed into Supergirl's straining snatch, looks up at Poison Ivy "Aww, I just wanted to store it for our trip home, and prepare our little pet for the big things to come..."

Placing the duffel bag next to the bed, Ivy grabs the Kryptonite rock from laying next to Supergirl and shows a sewn in bag on the inside "Do you see this, Supergirl... look here. This is where we'll keep the Kryptonite, close to you but not touching... if you behave yourself and don't fight us. If you give us any grief however, I'm going to let Harley her shove it up your cunt and use that bitch breaker to ram it all the way in and keep it there... do you understand? ...I asked you a question!"

Sniffing and not meeting anyone's eyes, her breath's coming in quick pained gasps, Supergirl "I... I... I understand..."
'Pull it out... pull it out, please let her pull it out'

Patting Kara's head, Harley beams up at Ivy "See, to get a well trained pet, don't spare the rod!", she then rips the dildo out, eliciting another pained grunt from their prisoner, before throwing it down on top of the remains of the super suit.

"Ok, let's get her into the bag and hogtied before we get the suit and bloodied sheets down into the incinerator and mixed with the thermite." Ivy gives Harley a kiss before they start untying Kara and maneuvering her into the bag.
Using some soft ropes, two pairs of handcuffs and a little **** to bent her up they manage to fit Kara into the bag, the little pouch with the Kryptonite next to her head.
Leaning down, Ivy whispers into Kara's ear before closing the bag "This bag is made of a special lead lined material, no sensors or super sights are going to notice you or the Kryptonite in there, see you in Gotham in 2 days or so... try not to shit where you sleep!"

After spending some time getting their bags into Harley's sidecar, and Supergirl's bag into Ivy's before destroying every trace of their presence with thermite in the basement incinerator, they are ready to drive off into the night.
Harley is finishing of a minutes long and searing hot make out session before stepping back and picking up her helmet "So... the cape huh? I guess it's alien or something, couldn't cut it, didn't burn.... you think it's a good idea to keep it with Supes?"

Grabbing her own helmet and mounting her bike, Ivy shrugs "If there's any tracker on it, we'll have to be careful when we open the bag back home, but it didn't give her fuck all protection from you or the rock when she got her, so besides something soft and absorbent for her bag, I don't think it matters, now let's get the hell out of her before we miss our deadline, I can't wait to get started on her in her new home."