Gets packaged for shipping

Alone in the dark, a frantic Kara is trying to stop her panicking 'No.. no.. this is not /vrrosh :dokhahsh/, this is not the Phantom Zone, calm down Kara, there, you'er turning, you're still in the car... naked and paralyzed, this is bad, Rao, I didn't even tell Alex where I was going. We've stopped a while now I think? Are we there? We can't have gone that far...hello?'

In a small interior garage of a darkened warehouse on the outskirts of National city, the kidnappers have left the Car next to several containers.

Early the next day two men in hard hats and the high visibility gear of dockworkers enter the interior garage, making sure to close the gate again behind them.

"So what do we have here Pete?" the younger of the two asks as they get close to the car.

"Another of those 'Special' consignments like a couple of days ago, plus we need to deliver the car to the junkyard this time, I guess this is the last one for a while"

Pete gets in the back of the car and starts fiddling around for the release on the floor "Ah, there we go, blonde one this time it seems" he then reaches into the cut out next to Kara and takes out her clothes, purse and cellphone as well as Michelle's discarded Wig.

"Damn, a phone!" the young man who's been preparing a small coffin takes a step back as he sees what Pete has got.

Pete rolls his eyes at the other mans outburst "Oh for fucks sake Steve, the car is made to stop signals, this garage is an improved Faraday cage and besides the phone is dead already anyway" before walking over to a seemingly bottomless hole in the ground and throwing it all down "And in a few minutes, all of that will be in the incinerator anyway. Is the transport box ready?"

"I don't know what a Phara Day cage is, but if you say it's safe I trust you, I heard the other guys talking about the take down in Gotham. And yeah, box is open and ready, perfectly sized from the pic in the cap-notes... I hope" Steve moves from the open coffin and over to the still oblivious Kara "At least she didn't shit herself like the last one"

Pete disconnects the flask from Kara's gag and crouches by her head "Hah, yeah, that was a stinky mess, ready to lift? 1, 2, 3.. hup!"
Steve walks slowly backwards as a crouched Pete moves out of the car with Kara between them 'Rao, something's happened, I'm being taken out, be ready to fight Kara!'

"Besides, that Gotham job was just a clusterfuck that won't happen here, they captured fucking Batgirl without knowing it, didn't notice she wasn't properly paralyzed and she had some sort of hyped up bat-tracker thing in her purse bringing the whole damn family down on them. Too bad the ID she had was fake" as he's talking, Pete maneuvers the shackled Kara to the new coffin and places her into a depression almost perfectly formed like her in the gel-like material.

Steve hooks some sort of stiff hose to the hole in Kara's gag before grabbing a small tub of grease "Yeah, I'd like to get my hands on her when she doesn't have all of her gadgets, almost as much as I'd like to get my hands on Supergirl, now there's a sweet piece of ass" sticking a few fingers in the tub, Steve grabs some of the grease before bending over the coffin "Hey, lift up her legs will you, I need to hook her up in this end too"

"Why am I not surprised you're volunteering to do that, heh" Pete grabs Kara under her knees and lifts until her legs stick straight up

Steve sticks a greased up finger up Kara's ass, moving it around to spread the grease before slowly forcing a second in there 'Ow, bastards! Get your fingers or whatever that is out of my bum... that's not a finger, oh oh Oh! That hurts, stop please Rao!'
Having finished lubing up, Steve sticks a small plug attached to a a small hose in before pressing a button that slowly inflates it until it's well and truly stuck "Enema hooked up".

"Ok, you can drop her legs now, she's almost good to go." Steve walks over to a paper dispenser while surreptitiously sniffing his fingers.

"Jeez Steve, it's bad enough you don't use gloves, do you really have to fucking smell them after?"
Having dropped Kara's legs down again, Pete takes a small tube with a plug at the end and then starts spreading her labia, looking for the smallest hole. Once he locates it he starts pushing the tube slowly up her urethra until urine starts to come up the tube, before it reaches the plug he presses it producing a clicking sound and closing the tube. 'No, not there, don't... wait, what the... that hurts, why are you sticking something up my- ouch! Fudgesticks, shit, I think I peed myself... or... that's weird I can't control it at all, I hope tha- fuck, stop pushing it in me! Rao, god, anyone...save me'

"Can you finish her head? I'm about done here" Pete pushes the tube in another inch and then connects the plug to a small hole in the packing material just under her and between her thighs "Catheter hooked up".

Steve connects the thicker tube from Kara's gag to a hole next to her head and then grabs grabs two smaller tubes that are sticking up next to them, and plugs them into her nose "Food and air hooked up, she's good to go"

After closing the lid, they start pushing the wheeled table with the coffin on it over to the container, the two men slot it into one of the free coffin-sized slots on the right hand rack.
"I wonder why they wanted to finish before filling it this time, there's just 16 boxes here yet. Oh well, their loss" Pete shrugs and checks the small display next to Kara's coffin, making sure that it's hooked up to the containers power and bigger supply of food and water.

They close the container up, leaving it for the actual dockworkers to load before driving off to the junkyard with the car

Over the next three days as she travels out over the ocean, Kara spends her time alternating between blind panic, incandescent rage, complete apathy and fervent prayer with the occasional bout of going slowly insane
'..not the zone, not the zone, please not the zone...'
'...ugh, more foodstuff, I'm not sure if I'm glad or sad that the damn gag goes so deep I can't even taste the food, at least it's not bad enough to **** me...'
'...when I get out of here I'm going to break every bone in all of their bodies, except Emma, her I'm gonna kill...'
'...gah, enema time, the frequency of which is too damn high, hehe, Rao, I don't know how much longer I can take of this...'
'.../sem :dhehrivodh/...'
'...It might sound crazy but it ain't no lie, Baby bye bye bye...'
'.../,rao, voikir khap/, God if you're there, I'll convert to you if you can make my bracelet stop functioning now, no? Well fuck you too...'
'...Alex, I'm sorry, please find me! ...'
'.../ieiu/.../vokai/...'

This is the point where Alex realizes that Kara hasn't just been busy, she's missing and starts trying to find out what happened.

A red faced Alex is standing behind Winn, staring at grainy video footage showing over several monitors "What do you fucking mean, you don't know where they went, I agree the video is pretty shitty but that blonde Kara leaves the queue with is the key to finding her and saying they walked out of frame and fucking vanished won't do, find them!"

Unfortunately for Kara, she's still got 4 more weeks in the box before it arrives at it's destination.
What's worse, the sedatives that have been added to the water to keep the containers living cargo calm and so out of it it borders on **** are designed for humans, and have no effect on her.

Translated from Kryptonian:
/vrrosh :dokhahsh/ - Phantom Zone
/sem :dhehrivodh/ - I want to die
/,rao, voikir khap/ - Rao Save me
/ieiu/ - mommy
/vokai/ - help