Kara serves Mad’am Smoak

A couple of days had passed since Kara’s humiliating punishment, and the beautiful Kryptonian was enjoying some downtime. She lay naked on a poolside lounger, having just turned over to let her back get some sun. She turned her head toward the pool and smiled as she watched Sara and Ava lazily swimming. Both of her fellow slaves were dressed in tiny string bikinis, Ava's in red, and Sara's in black, which became all but translucent when it got wet. It now hid nothing of her gorgeous body, and Kara felt herself get wet as she admired her. “It wasn’t so long ago that I would have been ashamed of being turned on right now. And lying out completely naked, forget it.” She thought as she watched Sara and Ava share a long, passionate kiss.

She was so engrossed in watching Sara and Ava that she failed to hear the sound of footsteps on the Spanish tile approaching her. She flinched slightly when she felt a hand softly press on the small of her back. “Kara,” she heard Mad’am Smoak’s voice say.

She gasped as she rolled onto her side. “Mad’am Smoak,” she said as she quickly got off the lounger and knelt on the smooth, warm tile.

“You know, you’re cute when you get flustered,” Felicity said before kissing Kara’s forehead. “Go up to your room, put on what I have left for you on your bed, then come to the entrance of the East Wing.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she gathered her discarded uniform, which she had neatly folded and placed by the lounger, and then headed up to her room to change.

When Kara entered her room, she found a pair of white shoes with six-inch stiletto heels, a pair of light blue denim shorts that were cut so short that the insides of the pockets hung out slightly down her legs, and the lowest portions of her ass cheeks were visible, and a tight-fitting pink tank top that left her toned stomach bare.

After dressing, Kara quickly made her way to the East Wing. When she arrived at the entrance, she saw Ma’dam Smoak standing there waiting for her. She had let her hair down and removed her glasses. Instead of professional-looking clothes, she now wore an elegant red gown that hugged the curves of her body like a second skin. She had paired the gown with a matching set of heels. Kara couldn’t decide if she looked better in or out of her signature look.

“Mad’am Smoak, I am ready to begin when it pleases you,” Kara said as she gracefully curtsied.

Felicity smiled at Kara before taking her hand and leading her into the East Wing. She led the beautiful Kryptonian up to the top story of the mansion and opened one of the doors. Inside was an elegant series of rooms. A dining room with a long, darkly colored antique dining table with twelve identical chairs made of the same dark wood and a thick dark purple cushion on the seat was to the left. The room they entered was a large living room with several antique straight-backed chairs organized neatly around the room. Near a large ornate fireplace were two antique loveseats in front of it that faced one another. A large square coffee table had been placed between them and sat on a thick white Persian rug. All of the chairs, and both the loveseats, were made to match the chairs in the dining room. To the right was a bedroom that was dominated by a large four-post bed at the center and a large ornate dresser. The bed and dresser were again made of the same dark wood. The comforter of the bed was dark purple, and the pillow cases were black. In all of the rooms, the floor was done in hardwood that closely matched the shade of the furniture, and each room was lit by enormous crystal chandeliers.

“Stay,” Felicity said as she walked over to the coffee table and picked up a piece of paper. She walked back to Kara with a smile on her face and handed it to her. “Think you can handle this?”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said with a nod after she looked over what Mad’am Smoak expected of her.

“Good, you’ll know when I want to begin,” Felicity said before she walked over to the far loveseat and sat in the center of it with her arms spread out across the back of it. After a moment, her face took on an almost cold look. “Ah, you’ve arrived. Come here, girl, now,” she said in a stern tone that almost took Kara by surprise.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara replied before quickly crossing the room, her heels clicking rhythmically on the dark hardwood floor until she reached the Persian rug. She stopped and stood before Felicity, unmoving for a long moment as Felicity eyed her up and down.

“You certainly are beautiful,” Felicity said as she rose to her feet and circled Kara as if inspecting her. “Although, for what I paid for you, beauty was expected, as is obedience. I do hope for your sake you don’t disappoint me like the last one. I sold that disappointment. She’s a whore at an inn now. You’re not going to disappoint me, are you, girl?”

“No, Mad’am Smoak.”

“I hope not. I hate having to break new girls in. You’re name was Kara before you were taken, collared, trained, and sold, was it not?”

“It was, Mad’am Smoak.”

“It will do for now. Show me that you at least know how to properly kneel.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she lowered herself to her knees and adopted position three. She looked ahead of her, not daring to move a muscle as Felicity circled her, looking at her as if appraising a work of art.

“Sitting back on your calves, back straight, shoulders back, hands grasping the opposite elbow, and head slightly bowed. You kneel beautifully, Kara.”

“Thank you, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said quietly as she continued to stare at the floor in front of her, not even following Felicity with her eyes when she walked in front of her.

Felicity stopped behind her, bent down and reached under Kara’s shirt, and began to caress her breasts until she felt her nipples harden. "They decorated you? That's only done to slaves with high potential. Did you earn one in your clit, too?"

"Yes, Mad’am Smoak, I did," Kara replied in a moan of mixed pleasure and pain from Felicity continuing to caress her breasts, but also gently twisting and pulling on her nipples at the same time.

“Let’s see,” Felicity said as she lowered her hands to Kara’s shorts. With what seemed to be well-practiced ease, she undid the button of Kara’s shorts and lowered the zipper before pulling the tiny shorts open. “Well, would you look at that? A golden ring and a bald cunt. You might just be worth every penny I paid for you,” Felicity said before gently kissing Kara’s cheek.

“I-I want to be, Mad’am Smoak.” Felicty chuckled as she walked back in front of Kara and crouched.

“You're eager at least,” she said as she tapped Kara on the nose. She stood and took hold of Kara’s hair. “Crawl,” she ordered as she began to walk toward the far love seat. Felicity sat down and tugged backward on Kara’s hair, making Kara look up at her. “Sit, and keep those legs spread,” she ordered as she pat her lap.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said before she stood and sat on Felicity’s lap with her legs spread. With her shorts still on, it was uncomfortable for her, but she knew her comfort was not important. Her breath hitched as she felt Felicity’s hand slide under her shorts, then she began to gently rub her pussy, focusing her efforts on the Kryptonian’s clit.

“You’re not going to cum without permission, are you, Kara?”

“No, Mad’am Smoak,” she replied as she let out a slow, shaky breath.

“Good girl,” Felicity whispered into Kara’s ear before she gently nibbled on it. Suddenly, she stopped rubbing Kara’s pussy, causing Kara to let out a soft whimper. “Who owns and controls this cunt, Kara?”

“You do, Mad’am Smoak.”

“That’s right, now, let’s get these tits out,” Felicity purred as she lifted Kara’s shirt over her head and tossed it aside. “Now stand up, and get those shorts off, bend over as you pull them down, don’t squat.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” she replied as she stood and began to peel her shorts down. As she bent over and slid the extremely short shorts down her legs, Felicity used both hands to give her a single swat on both of her cheeks, making Kara gasp slightly.

“Kick them away, then get on all fours and face the fireplace. I have a surprise for you.” Wordlessly, Kara obeyed. She then listened the the sound of Felicity’s heels clicking as she walked away from her and into the bedroom.

A couple of minutes later, Kara heard the sound of Felicity’s heels clicking against the floor again; this time, the clicking was joined by the sound of rolling wheels. Kara’s eyes went wide when Felicity stopped in front of her with a piston-driven dildo on a rolling platform. She glanced to her right and saw a second identical piston-driven dildo. Felicity quickly adjusted the height of the first dildo and rolled it forward until the tip of the flesh colored dildo pressed lightly on Kara’s lips.

“Open up,” she said in a sing-song tone. When Kara obeyed, Felicity rolled it forward until the tip of the dildo was just passed Kara’s teeth, then set the brake, ensuring the platform would not move. She then repeated the process with the second dildo, setting it up so the tip pressed against Kara’s glistening folds. She turned them on, sat on the loveseat, and put her feet across Kara’s back. “I’m going to do a little reading,” Felicity said as she picked her phone up from the other cushion. “No cumming.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak, she mumbled around the dildo that was being slowly pumped into and out of her mouth. Kara closed her eyes and silently wondered how Felicity had managed to get the two machines to work together in perfect sync. As the dildo in her cunt was pushed in, the one in her mouth was being pulled out, and vice versa.

For several minutes, Kara stayed as she was, on all fours, getting slit roasted by two machines, with Felicity sitting on the love seat, using her as a foot rest. It took all of her once heroic willpower not to cum. “Oh, thank you, Rao,” she thought when Felicity shut the machines off.

“Undress me,” Felicity commanded.

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said before standing and slowly unzipping Felicity’s gown and peeling it off of her, revealing her naked form.

“Come on,” Felicity said before she hooked the front D-ring of Kara’s collar with her finger and led her to the bedroom area. “Kneel right there on the bed.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kata said before climbing up onto the bed and kneeling near the foot of it while facing the headboard.

Felicity then sat on the bed facing Kara and lying back on the nest of pillows. “Eat my pussy and make me cum.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she slowly leaned forward and began to kiss and lick Felicity’s neatly trimmed pussy. As she did, Felicity reached under the pillows to her right and pulled out a long black riding crop. She began to lightly tap Kara’s upturned ass just hard enough to provide a little encouragement. With each passing moment, Kara breathed in the earthy aroma of Felicity’s arousal, and the now familiar sense of pride at being able to bring another woman closer and closer to an orgasm grew within her.

“Mm, good girl. Make me cum! Make me cum, and I’ll fuck you!” That was all the encouragement Kara needed. She plunged her tongue deep into Felicity’s pussy and swirled it around as she pressed her nose hard against her lit. Felicity’s cry of pleasure was like music to her ears.

Once she had come down from her high, Felicity reached under the pillows to her left. This time, she pulled out a purple dildo on a black leather strap-on harness. She quickly slid the harness up her legs and tightened it into place. She slid down until she lay flat on her back with only her head on the pillows, then shaped her fingers. “Ride it, show me how bad you need my strap-on in your slutty cunt.”

“Yes, Mad’am Smoak,” Kara said as she quickly straddled Felicity and slowly lowered herself as she slid the dildo into her. She then began to bounce on Felicity and rock her hips. Each time she lowered herself, she did so with more and more enthusiasm as her need for release quickly grew,

“Mmm exquisite,” Felicity said as she reached out with her hand, her thumb following Kara’s clit as she continued to fuck herself on the dildo.

“Please, please, please,” Kara thought pleadingly as she silently willed Felicity to press her thumb on her clit. When she did, she threw her head back and nearly came from the pleasure taking over every nerve of her body.

"Not yet. On your back," Felicity said with a smile. Immediately, Kara got off of Felicity and lay on her back next to her. Felicity moved and positioned herself between Kara’s legs. She pushed into her. Kara moaned loudly as Felicity began to thrust her hips, slamming them into Kara's pelvis with each thrust, the bed creaking and moving beneath them.

Kara was soon moaning and squealing in pleasure with her legs wrapped around Felicity, using them to pull Felicity in further with each thrust. "Mad’am Smoak, may I cum!? Please, please, please!?" Kara shouted as she willed herself not to cum.

"Who owns this slutty cunt, Kara?"

"You do, "Mad’am Smoak! You own my slutty cunt!"

"Cum!"

"Oh, Rao! Thank you, Mad’am Smoak!" Kara screamed in an almost banshee-like scream. As the dam broke and her orgasm flooded her body like a raging river, Kara’s hips shot off to bed with enough **** to neatly throw Felicity off of her.

"My my, that was a big one," Felicity whispered into the spent Kryptonian's ear as she came down from her high, breathing heavily and her legs still wrapped around Felicity. "I'll make sure Leana knows how good you were for me