Let's get make some helpers (ALPHA BITCH + WARTIME WORKER ONLY)

I paused for a moment and **** myself to visualize both sets of options. It was true that I wanted Kara to feel inferior, I wanted her to be pathetic. However, I considered, if not her, who would be the the head of my harem. And as I considered it, I realized I didn't want someone stronger or more attractive in charge. Wonder Woman, Emma Frost, Captain Marvel...they were all self-righteous bitches. I didn't want them dominating my bitches, I wanted them being dominated by someone lower in status.

Kara was more powerful than 99.9% of humanoids on this planet. And the idea of transforming Super Girl, one of the most wholesome super heroines, into a dominatrix was...interesting. Having her punish bustier and sluttier women alongside Peggy...transforming her into a female misogynist. Once the idea was in my head, I couldn't get it out of it.

Peggy on the other hand...forcing her to have sex with women for my amusement...it was nice. But if I wanted her to help me bring down SHEILD, I needed her to resent her job even more than she already did.

I picked Route A for both of them.

"Sir?"

I looked up, and tried not to look like I was hiding something. Peggy was standing in the doorway, her hands in front of her.

"I told Elizabeth to come over."

"Thank you. I know I can always count on you to take care of these things for me." I said, with a smile.

She blushed and looked away. "Yesterday...when I confronted Batwoman...I...I was offensive to her as well, sir. I didn't mean to be...just all of sudden I felt so angry at her...I-I must really be as repressed as you say."

She was admitting she had done something wrong, even though she knew I would make her pay for it. Was she really that loyal to me already? Or was she really so ashamed of her own behavior, that she believed she'd earned my scorn?

"Thank you for your honesty. I've always thought that a woman is nothing if she hides things from her betters." I said, sliding out of bed. "Do you think you've done Batwoman wrong?"

She looked at the floor, then she nodded.

"Well, then, we had better address those feelings before our session tonight with Miss Bishop."

KARA

She lay in bed, playing with herself. She knew she should be going to work. She played with herself instead. She knew she should be talking to Gerry about last night. She played with herself instead. She knew that she should be flying around the city, to make up for not doing so last night. She played with herself instead.

She knew that she couldn't orgasm without Gerry's help. She played with herself anyway.

There was no point. Doing things when he told her to made her feel good. Doing things on her own seemed scary and difficult. And she was so tired, of having to be responsible, of going to that stupid job just to keep up appearances. All her powers and all her beliefs had meant nothing, when she'd been **** to choose between momentary pleasure and standing up for herself.

She was pathetic. She had let her boyfriend (no, boyfriend made it sound cute and normal, he was her master, he had dominated her thought processes for over 24 hours now) humiliate her in front of one of her mentors. She had helped him humiliate a woman who clearly didn't want her to. And then she'd offered herself up like a piece of meat while she knew he was screwing another woman.

And she wanted more. She wanted him to screw Peggy again and she wanted to help. She wanted to be there to prod the British cunt in her arse and make her serve them both, but mostly him. And Kate...Kate had so willingly exposed herself in front of them both. And she hadn't even thanked Kara for the pancakes...

That slut gave superheroines a bad name. She deserved a nice long spanking. And maybe once her ass was as red as her hair, Gerry would fuck her...oh god, she wanted him to fuck a lesbian. She wanted to punish Kate for being a dirty, naughty lesbian, to train her how to please a man. Kara wanted to fuck all those thoughts of pleasant, soft pussy out of Kate's head and replace them with smelly, hard cock. The only time Kate would be pleasing a woman would be doing so for HIS amusement.

No, for THEIR amusement. She wanted that thrill of power that Gerry wielded so effortlessly. She wanted to help him teach that bitch her place.

It didn't matter that it was wrong, legally and morally. It didn't matter that Kate's sexual preferences were supposed to be respected (although how anyone could respect an rich s-l-u-t like Kate was beyond Kara). All that mattered was that it would feel good. It would fulfill her, to see her someone brought low, just for Gerry's amusement.

Her phone lit up and she wrenched her hand out of her useless pussy and grabbed it with her super-speed, eager to see if it was him. If he had another order for her.

She wasn't disappointed.

KATE

When she'd received the text from Kara it had been a bit of a shock. A heartfelt apology for her behavior and the behavior of her...ugh, boyfriend. A **** plea to come over so that she could apologize for her behavior.

Perhaps she'd come to her senses? Kate didn't know but she hadn't lived as long a she had because she took unnecessary chances. She called up Karen and asked her to spy on the meeting, in case Kara was still under that fucker's control. After last night Karen was the last person that Kate wanted to be dependent on, but she was also the only one she could trust to overpower Kara for the moment.

She had just arrived at the apartment complex in her civilian clothes, when she received a phone call from Gotham.

It was Barbara, because of course it was.

"Kate, when are you returning? You were supposed to be back yesterday."

Kate rolled her eyes. Barbara, or Oracle, as she insisted on being called because it made her feel less powerless, had always been a little paranoid and obsessive. But ever since the execution of the all the truly dangerous super villains, she had been become downright dictatorial. Despite the almost complete lack of crime in Gotham, she insisted on knowing where Kate, Cassandra and Stephanie were at all times and became exceedingly bitchy if any of them forgot to check in with her before leaving town or taking a vacation.

The worst part was that Kate couldn't talk to Barbara about it, because Barbara was disabled and traumatized and she knew that no matter what Kate said, she couldn't fix the real problem. And the real problem was that Barbara missed Bruce. Bruce had taught her and the original robin. Bruce had built the Batcave and all the tech that Kate now used to monitor crime across the nation. And Barbara had loved Bruce, even if she'd never gotten the chance to tell him that.

And Kate was not Bruce. She not as smart as him, not according to Barbara and no matter what she did, she would never live up to what he'd accomplished or what she represented.

"I am investigating something of League concern right now," Kate answered, as she climbed the steps. "I'm sure that between you, Cassandra, Stephanie and Charlie, Gotham will not implode...not to mention the Bird's of Prey."

"Don't do that! Don't talk to me like I'm your fucking mother."

Jesus, the bitch needed to get laid. Kate wondered, not for the first time if, with the severing of Barbara's spine, she was even able to feel anything, down there. It would certainly explain the shrew she'd turned into.

"Well, how about you restrain yourself to only calling me, when the Gotham is actually in danger?" Kate whispered as she made it to Kara's floor.

"What is wrong with you? You are supposed to be here, to watch over the city. You're supposed to be protecting people, not running all over the place, chasing your latest conquest. And don't even try to lie to me, I checked in with Diana and according to her, you haven't helped the league in over a week."

Kate grit her teeth together. Sometimes she wished that she'd never agreed to take over after Bruce's early "retirement". She had been so amazed by the mansion and the Bat Cave and all the gadgets that her new role afforded her. She hadn't thought about the pressure that would come from the mantle.

"I have to go now. Have fun cyberstalking someone less pretty, Barb." Kate said, ending the call and blocking the number for the next 24 hours. She had enough to worry about without Barbara sending Cassandra or, god forbid, Stephanie to check up on her, and either of them coming into contact with this...mess.

Karen would probably want to sleep with them too, just to say that she had "banged all the bat-girls". It made Kate sick. How was she the bad superheroine, when Karen was around. The woman had basically blackmailed her for sex last night. And Kate had let it happen. Some part of her had known felt like she deserved it, being objectified and used by that big titted whore, for what she had done.

None of this would have happened if she'd stayed away from that damn club!

She knocked on the door, praying that she wouldn't see the smug smile of that sick bastard staring back at her when it opened.

Instead, the door was opened by Kara, now (thankfully) fully dressed, and seemingly excited to see her.

"I'm so glad you came." Kara said lifting up on one foot to wrap her arms around Kate's neck and hug her.

"Me too..." Kate said, her stress melting away at having this young, beautiful blonde smiling at her. She reminded herself she was almost twice Kara's age and that being a pervert was what got her in this mess to begin with.

"C'mon, I made tea..." Kara said, moving to allow her inside.

Kate felt that, in spite of how early it was in the day, she still would have preferred something stronger. Still, as she sat down and reached for her mug, the knot in her stomach began to untangle, at the thought that all this madness might nearly be over.

"I wanted to apologize for showing myself to you, like I did yesterday..." Kara said. "But you like it, didn't you?"

Kate nearly spat up her tea. "Wha-umm...yeah, heh, a little..."

Kara's eyes gleamed with a deviousness that Kate was unfamiliar with. "It's alright...I've known you had a crush on me since I joined the league..."

Kate looked at the surface of the table, ashamed. Kara had been underage when she joined. It had been wrong then and it was still wrong.

"It's alright, Kate...everyone in the League knows you're a perv." Kara said with a grin, using her freezing breath to cool her tea, before drinking it all in one go.

"What? Really!?" Oh god, was she telling the truth?

"Gotchya!" Kara laughed. "Shiera and Diana were oblivious and Kimiyo probably wouldn't recognize a human emotion if it was staring her in the face..."

Kate flushed. "But...you and Karen...you knew."

"Funny, you should mention her..." Kara said. "Tell me the truth, is she prettier than me?" She leaned on her elbow, suddenly all nervous.

Kate stared into Kara's perfectly clear blue eyes. "No, not even a competition."

Kara nodded and turned away. "But that doesn't matter right? She's got bigger breasts than me...that's why Diana chose her, not me to stay with the League."

Kate cleared her throat. "Diana didn't choose you, you chose to leave, Kara."

"You all made it clear which one of us you preferred..." Kara admitted. "Once Boobs-girl showed up, I just became inferior version."

"That's not true." Kate said, putting down her tea. "You are twice the woman she ever will be."

Kara lifted an eyebrow and leaned forward. "You're just saying that to make me feel better...if you had your pick between the two of us, you'd pick her, ten times out of ten."

"Kara, you are a beautiful young woman and...and Karen doesn't deserve to share a face with you." Kate said.

Kara grinned. "You sweet talker..." Then she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Kate and squeezing her a little too tight. Kate didn't mind though, because it meant she got to feel her, her chest, the heat of her solar-powered body.

As they embraced, Kara whispered into her ear. "I dressed like that for my boyfriend...but I liked it when you were looking at me."

Kate had a very pale complexion. She felt now, like her face couldn't have been redder.

"I broke up with him, Kate...after what he said to you...I realized he didn't deserve to have me treating him like my master..." Kara said, sliding off her seat and rubbing up against the inside of Kate's thigh. "I needed a mistress..." She said, in another whisper as she draped herself over Kate's body.

Kate stared at Kara's chest and then at her smiling, serene face. This must have been a dream, an illusion created by one of her old foes. But she could feel the warmth radiating off Kara's body.

She could feel the coolness of her breath, prickling her neck.

"Kara...I'm too old for you." Kate said, unbelieving the words coming out of her own mouth. All she could think about was the night before, when she'd heard Kara...making those noises.

The girl must have been insatiable.

"Don't try to be noble, Kate...I know how naughty you are." Kara said, with a smirk.

Kate stared at the beautiful meta-human in front of her and wondered if she would ever forgive herself if she threw away this opportunity.

"I need to make a phone call..." Kate said, standing up. Kara slipped off her with endless grace and frowned, then nodded.

Kate could feel her gaze on the back of her head, as she headed out the front door and into the hallway outside. She pulled out her phone and dialed her secret weapon.

"So, are you two gonna make out or what?" Karen asked as soon as she picked up the call.

"Thank you for your help, Karen...now, can you please go?"

"Oh, what, so you can get freaky with my clone?" Karen sounded...jealous._ _"Are you gonna tell her about last night? You know I can hear your conversation, right? 'Oh, Kara...you're TOTALLY not a worse version of Karen!'"

"Please...go away." Kate said, her face heating up. She didn't need a nympho with X-ray vision and super hearing spying on her, not now, not ever again, she decided.

"Yeah...what if she's fucking mind-controlled, BAT-woman? Don't you think it's weird that she frigged herself off at work yesterday and now she wants to screw her brains out with you?"

Kate paled. "What? What do you mean?"

There was silence on the other end.

"You told me to watch her." Karen said.

"You fucking disgust me, do you know that?" Kate asked. "I mean, Jesus Christ, what is wrong with you? Is that the reason you made me...did it turn you on, spying on her like that?"

"You know what? FUCK YOU."

With that the phone call ended and Kate heard the audible whoosh of something overhead, breaking the sound barrier.

Putting a hand to her face, she cringed at the idea she'd ever been attracted to such a despicable person, and then pushed her way back into the apartment.

"So, you told Karen to watch me?" Kara asked.

Kate's breath hitched. "I keep forgetting...that you can hear everything."

Kara shrugged and plopped down on the couch. "I can turn it on and off, to stop from getting deafened. I only started eavesdropping when I heard you yelling."

"Kara...I..." Kate took a deep breath. "Yesterday, you weren't acting like yourself."

"Aw, I didn't know you knew me so well." Kara said, with uncharacteristic sarcasm.

"Listen to me! I was worried about you...letting that...man...treat you like you did."

Kara looked away. "Why did you tell Karen to spy on me? You have like...a legion of bat-soldiers at your command...why her?"

She stared at Kara for a long time, her mind racing with lies. Finally, she settled on the truth. "Your...fuck buddy...he is blackmailing me, alright?"

Kara looked interested all of a sudden.

"He...caught me doing something...nothing illegal...not even, really...immoral...but I knew it would ruin my reputation...not in public. But with you...and the rest of the superheroine community. I couldn't let that happen...I thought maybe...he'd used some kind of mind control on you."

"Mind control?" Kara asked.

"You were acting strangely, alright? I didn't...I didn't know you were into this BDSM stuff...I thought you were being controlled."

"What were you doing that he caught?" Kara asked, rising to her feet.

"It's not important..."

"Are you a fucking ****, is that it?" Kara demanded.

"No, of course not! I...I just went to a strip club!" Kate admitted, putting her hands over her eyes.

"Why did you think that would ruin our view of you? We all know what you're like." Kara said, not without the bite of judgement in her voice.

"Please, Kara...I just...I can't explain it, okay...you just have to trust me."

"Alright...I guess I'll just go ask Karen about it." With that she moved toward the door.

"NO! Please...I...I..." Kate looked around, **** to get out of this, somehow, wishing more than anything she could terminate the conversation with a smoke bomb and grappling hook away. "It was a superheroine themed club, alright? I went there...to pretend I was looking at you...and Karen...and Diana. I'm a perv alright...I know it. But I just...it's hard sometimes, surrounded by beautiful, powerful women every day...and having to pretend like I don't want to be with them."

Kara stared at her for what felt like an eternity.

"Please don't tell Diana...if she knew...she'd kick me out of the League." Kate begged.

Kara pretended to consider it for a moment, but Kate could already see from her expression that she wasn't capable of that cruelty. "I suppose...if you're willing to do something for me."

Kate saw a bit of Karen in her right then and almost instinctively knew what she was about to ask. Still, she also knew that Kara had her by the balls (metaphorically, of course) and she wanted to put things right with her. No matter what it took.

"Anything." She said, without really meaning it of course.

Kara just smiled.

GERRY

"I understand...that I need to show I'm open minded..." Peggy said, as we sat in the car. "But why does your assistant need to be there?"

"Batwoman may react violently after your previous confrontation. Abigail is here to facilitate a peaceful release of emotions." I said. This plan had come together in about fifteen minutes, so it wasn't like I had a ton of time to come up with a complex work-around to convince Peggy of my intentions, but she also was so high with Submission Points I was pretty sure that she was incapable of refusing all but my most **** commands.

"But why can't you do it?" She whined.

I sighed. "You're not being very mature about this, Miss Carter. I have half a mind to turn you over my lap and spank you."

She bit her lip. "If...if I let you spank me will you send your assistant away?"

That surprised me. But not for long. I grabbed her nipple through her thin blouse and twisted it, the enhanced strength I got while punishing a submissive getting a hiss of pain out of her.

"I don't make deals with patients, Miss Carter. I'll spank you whenever and however I feel like it, and when I do, you'll bend over, hike up your pretty little skirts and thank me for the privilege, understand?"

She nodded, feebly and I released her nipple.

"Now, get inside...and remember, Abigail is in charge...if you don't want to be punished by her, instead of me...I'd recommend you do what she says."

KARA

This was so fucking awesome. After languishing for the past few days in frustration and debasement, she had a purpose again. Admittedly, a purpose which had been given to her by Gerry, and a fucked up purpose at that.

But a purpose all the same.

She had not realized until today that her fascination with misogyny extended not just to her own degradation, but to the degradation of others. She wanted to see Kate used the same way as Peggy had been. Hmmm, Kate deserved it after everything she'd done, after saying all those sexual things to tease her and her Daddy...

Kara squeezed her own breast for a moment. Then she opened her eyes and grinned.

"Strip." Kara said, sitting down on the couch where she had first convinced Gerry to touch her. "And make it sexy...you've been to plenty of strip clubs, you naughty bitch...I'm sure you know what to do."

Kate's whole face lit up when she blushed. But slowly she began to undress.

"Keep the panties and bra on." Kara ordered, once the silky black lingerie came into view.

Kate nodded and slowly approached the younger woman, leaning down and slowly rubbing against Kara's lap. Kara grinned at her, while she refused to make eye-contact. A few minutes ago the prospect of sex with this girl had been fun. How had it so quickly turned into something degrading and wrong?

There was a knock at the door and Kate straightened up. As soon as she did, Kara's hand was on her head, her fingers tightly gripping her short red hair.

"I didn't say stop." Kara sneered. That was when Kate realized she was in trouble.

When Karen had extorted her for sex, she had done so in her usual flirty, bitchy way. But Kara was not acting like herself. Something was wrong and she was alone in an apartment with a very angry looking Kryptonian.

"Please let go..." Kate said, not bothering to struggle against Kara's iron-clad grip.

"The door's open!" Kara said with a smirk.

Kate turned her head, expecting to see Gerry strolling in.

What she did not expect was Peggy Carter, Captain Britain herself.

She looked like she didn't want to be here anymore than Kate did.

"Wh-what is she doing here?" Kate demanded, now unable to stop herself from struggling, uselessly, against Kara's grasp.

"Relax, she's here to apologize...aren't you Peggy?" Kara asked with a smile, lifting one of her knees between Kate's legs and suspending her between the couch and the coffee table.

Peggy nodded and scurried over behind Kate. Kate couldn't see what she was doing except with her peripherals, but it sounded like she too was getting undressed.

"Just relax," Kara said, pinching Kate's cheek. "She'll service you, while you service me." She leaned forward. "And no one has to know what a whore you are, okay?"

Kate's eyes watered. Then she felt two strong, calloused hands draw her panties down her legs as Peggy Carter leaned in and began to lick her pussy. (PEGGY: +1) (+96SP)

GERRY

It was hard work (no pun intended), sitting in that car, knowing what was going on in Kara's apartment, less than a 100 feet away. Still, I wanted to be sure that Kate was **** for release before I showed my face and the real show began.

I took the opportunity to scan some of my new traits and see if any of them were worth upgrading. With 257 SP, I had enough to upgrade two of them

ELIZABETH: USER-INPUT or "ARE YOU MY MOMMY?"

The user can now designate one woman who the subject has met, as their mother figure. While this person is designated as such, the subject will feel the need to make the designated woman proud of her and bond with her however necessary.

Level II: The woman who has been selected will now reciprocate any affection the subject has toward them.

PEGGY: JUSTICE or "THE ENFORCER"

Now, when another subject disobeys you, they will allow this subject to punish them, provided the punishment is proportional to their submission score toward you (not the subject).

Level II: After being punished by your Enforcer, a subject's submission score is treated as 10 points higher than normal.

KARA: OBSESSION or "ALPHA BITCH"

The subject will become turned on by the idea of dominating your other subjects and of gathering more subjects for you. Additionally, when the subject helps you gain submission points from other subjects, you gain 1.5x the regular number of points.

Level II: Multiplier for points gain increases from 1.5x to 2.0x.

PEGGY: DEMOTION or "WARTIME WORKER ONLY"

The subject increasingly feels uncomfortable in her career and unworthy of her position. They will begin to long to be a stay at home housewife.

Level II: The subject will grow more effective at fulfilling "traditional" female roles and will grow less competent and capable regarding other abilities.

Well, this was certainly an interesting spread. The upgrade for Elizabeth's only trait would help make it easier to make my dream of getting Peggy and Elizabeth to play mommy and little girl for me. Kara's upgrade was an absolute must, given that I was about to gain a shitload of points from her.

Peggy's first upgrade looked pretty powerful. Combining it with Kara's upgrade would let me punish Kate when she disobeyed me, thus lowering her ability to resist me, and then gaining more points once she was punished. Peggy's second upgrade, though, seemed like it could backfire. While it was fun to take away the competency of these super-heroines, I needed her strong and capable for my plan to work.