She passes

Supergirl stood there for what felt like hours as she watched the guard making a show of searching her boots.

The cold of the floor against her now bare feet served to remind her of how little she wore below her waist, and she hesitantly tugged at the hem of her skirt, as if somehow her will alone would make it longer.

Finally the guard returned to her, dropping the boots on the floor in front of her. "Okay, you can have them back."

Supergirl looked at him for a moment, expecting him to move on to the next person in line, but he didn't move, just stared at her.

Once again Supergirl winced as she bent at the knees, giving the guard another clear view of her pussy as she started to pull on her first boot.

The guard didn't even bother hiding it anymore, blatantly staring at her exposure, one hand in his pocket, no doubt playing with a hidden erection as he watched her.

Supergirl couldn't help but shiver with revulsion as she thought of the man masturbating to the memory of her when he got home tonight, but then once more something else nagged at the back of her mind, and she felt a shiver of pleasure run through her body.