Supergirl to the Rescue

I was both relieved and terrified to see that Kara had arrived. Relieved because I couldn't see any way out of my current situation short of her rescuing me. And terrified because she looked furious, and some part of me was worried that she was horribly misunderstanding what was going on.

Wonder Woman on the other hand hadn't appeared to have noticed Supergirl's arrival yet, still fully focused on lavishing my body with kisses. It wasn't until Kara descended through the skylight and closed it behind her with a loud click that Wonder Woman's attention drifted toward the new arrival. As she watched Kara land, a change came over the Amazon's face. Her lustful gaze evaporated and her smile faded as the gravity of what she had done seemed to hit her all at once. She pushed herself up slightly to get a clear look, but kept her hands on my shoulders, "Kara..."

"Get off of him," Kara growled between gritted teeth, her eyes still glowing red.

Wonder Woman lifted herself off me and stood up. Her naked tits were still splattered with my cum, though she did nothing to cover the blatant evidence of what had transpired. Instead, her eyes began to well up with tears, and shakily she started to speak, "Kara, I..."

A loud zapping sound came from behind me, and only superhuman reflexes with her bracers allowed Wonder Woman to block the blast of heat vision aimed at her head. But the **** of the impact was still enough to send her stumbling backwards into the coffee table, and while she was tried to regain her footing a blue blur flew over my head and slammed into her. Wonder Woman went flying and crashed into the plasma TV with enough **** to shatter the screen and knock what remained off the wall, causing it to fall to the ground alongside her.

Supergirl floated over the now-upturned coffee table for a few moments, fists clenched as she waited for any sign of a retaliatory strike. When it was clear no imminent attack was coming, she turned around to face me. Upon locking eyes on me, the fury on her face was gone within a second, replaced by a look of immense worry.

"Charlie!" she said, flying over to me and cupping my face with her hands, "Oh baby, I'm so sorry I wasn't here to stop her sooner! Are you okay? Did she hurt you?"

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine," I said, attempting to stand up. Pin and needles shot through my right foot, which I realized had fallen asleep at some point while my ankle had been wrapped by Wonder Woman's lasso. The painful sensation caused me to wince, which Kara took notice of.

"Easy," she said, catching me into her arms, "You've been through a lot."

Like Wonder Woman, Kara had a strong grip, but unlike Diana's aggressive strength hers was protective, almost comforting. It was yet another reminder how much Kara cared about me, which was followed by a sharp pang of guilt as I remember what I had admitted under the influence of the Lasso of Truth. Remorsefully I started to say, "Kara, I'm sorry..."

"You have nothing to apologize for," Kara interjected as she gently unwound the lasso from my leg, "You're the victim here. You were **** by that... that whore!" she practically spat the word in the direction of Wonder Woman. To my surprise, there was a choked sob in response to this.

Since Wonder Woman hadn't attacked back, I had assumed that Kara's blow had knocked her out. But upon looking over my girlfriend's shoulder, I saw that Wonder Woman was fully conscious, and actually looked more or less unscathed despite having destroyed the TV and leaving a sizable dent in the wall behind it. Rather than getting up though, she was sitting on the floor where she landed, hugging herself and crying softly. Even though she had **** herself on me only a few minutes earlier, I was actually starting to feel bad for her.

"Is... Is she going to be okay...?" I asked.

"Don't know, don't care," Kara said coldly.

"I... I'm sorry," Wonder Woman choked out, looking up at the two of us, "I don't know wh-what's wrong with me... I d-don't know wh-why I love you so-"

"How dare you say you love him after what you did!" Kara snarled, turning around and positioning herself between me and the Amazon.

"I c-couldn't help it..." Wonder Woman said, "He's just so... so perfect. His voice, his looks, even how he smells... And I was so horny, I couldn't... I couldn't stop myself from... Oh Hera, what have I done...?"

"I should kill you right now, you whore," Kara growled. I waited for a 'but' to be added at the end, but it never came.

"Maybe you should," the despondent woman muttered, "E-Even if I could live with myself after this, no one's going to forgive me once they find out..."

"Oh you'll be damn sure I'm gonna tell the Justice League about this!" Kara yelled, "Right after I burn a hole right through those goddamn tits straight to your black rotten-"

Seeing the red glow being reflected off of Wonder Woman's tiara, I grabbed Kara's shoulder, "Whoa whoa whoa, hold on a second! Kara, calm down!"

"Why should I?!?" Kara snapped, "She... she violated you! She deserves to die!"

I gaped in shock at this, "What the hell has gotten into you, Kara? I thought Supergirl didn't do that sort of thing."

This seemed to get through to her, at least somewhat. The glow faded from her eyes, to be replaced with tears of her own, "...You're right, Charlie. I'm sorry, I... I just want to keep you safe. More than anything else in the world. And I'm so afraid that if I don't do something she'll... she'll do it again. Or something worse. And if anything ever happened to you, I don't know what I'd do. I love you so much..."

I hugged her, "I love you too. But I'm fine, see? You don't need to throw everything you stand for away over this."

"B-But what if she attacks you again?" Kara asked.

"I don't think she will," I said, looking over to the devastated woman, "If I'm being honest, I don't even think she was in control of herself."

"...You don't?" she asked.

"She seemed... off shortly before she got aggressive," I said, "I don't know what it was, but it really looked like she was under the influence of... something."

Kara looked back over at Wonder Woman, who averted her eyes from the two of us, and said, "That could be true... forcing herself on someone is incredibly out of character for Diana."

I was getting a pretty big sense of deja vu at this point. Out of character behavior, sudden and incredibly strong love directed at me... I was not liking how much this was reminding me of Barbara's letter. Sure, Kara never tried to **** me, but then again I was also far more receptive to her advances from the beginning. And though she was never as domineering as Wonder Woman was, being more of the submissive one in our relationship, she did seem to be obsessive in her love with me to what could be considered an unhealthy degree. Though I didn't want to believe it, there was a possibility, however slim, that whatever was affecting Wonder Woman might be affecting Kara...

While I had been thinking to myself, Kara was looking over Diana, presumably using her super senses as she muttered, "Nothing's implanted inside her... vitals look normal, at least for someone in emotional distress... I can't see anything that could be causing this. We should take her to the Justice League and tell them what happened. They'll be able to keep her in the Watchtower's holding cells, and give her a more thorough analysis that might find what I can't."

"Um, maybe we shouldn't involve the Justice League just yet," I said quickly, "I mean, she didn't really hurt me, and this could destroy her life once it gets out. Maybe we can... I don't know, find our own way to deal with this?"

Kara gave me an incredulous look, "So you don't want her dead, and you don't want to turn her in to the Justice League... what exactly do you want me to do with her then? Because those are the only two options I'm seeing."

"I don't know," I admitted, "But there has to be something else we could do."

"Why are you even defending her?" Kara asked, "Even if she was mind controlled into doing this, we can't just let her go. The Justice League is our best bet to find out if something's going on with her."

"The problem is that the initial reason Wonder Woman came here was to interrogate me," I told her, "Because the Justice League thinks that I might be mind controlling you."

"Like Barbara does," Kara muttered, then nodded and said, "For the record, I don't believe for a second that you're doing anything to me, or to her. But I get what you're saying now: if the Justice League finds out what happened tonight, they will probably blame you for her behavior."

"Exactly," I said. Yes, I knew that the right thing to do was to let Kara bring Wonder Woman to the Justice League, and that my motivations for not wanting her to do so were incredibly selfish. But I was scared of what they might do to us, and I didn't want to lose Kara over this, especially without any real proof there was anything influencing her in the first place.

Kara sighed, "Okay then, we won't involve the League in this. Whatever happens, I will not let them accuse you of **** her and lock you up for it."

"I won't either," Wonder Woman said shakily, slowly getting up, "I know you're innocent. You couldn't possibly have lied under the Lasso's power."

"They're not going to believe you if they know about this though," Kara said, "And we both know that the Lasso isn't foolproof. They'll probably assume he found some way to avoid telling the whole truth without lying."

Wait, doing that was possible? Damn, I wish I knew that thirty minutes ago.

"Plus I still don't trust you. Just because I'm not being influenced doesn't mean you aren't. How do I know you won't try to **** him again?"

Wonder Woman gets teary-eyed again, "I don't know what came over me before, but I'd never hurt Charlie. I love him too much."

"Stop saying that!" Kara snapped, getting defensive again, "You don't love him! Not like I do! And not like he loves me!"

Seeing that things were starting to heat up between the two again, I stepped in, "Kara, I love you, and I promise you that you are the only girlfriend I want or need. But I don't think Diana can help how she feels."

Kara pouted, "I know... and I feel kind of bad for her now that I see her like this. Until tonight she was like the big sister I never had." After a pause she added, "If we're going to help her by ourselves, we need to make sure she can keep those urges of hers under control."

"Any ideas?" I asked her.

"One. I'm not crazy about it, but you might like it, assuming you're still attracted to her after... you know."

I blinked, "Attracted to her? Kara, what are you talking about?"

Kara hesitated, then said quietly, "...I know you think she's hot."

"Wh-What?" I stammered.

"It's okay for you to admit it. I mean look at her, she's gorgeous," Kara continued, "More so than me anyway."

"You're gorgeous too," I said, only realizing after it left my mouth that I said one word too many.

Looking at me, Kara pursed her lips, "Be honest with me, Charlie: would you want to have sex with her if you knew I would be okay with it? And I want to hear the truth, not what you think I want to hear."

I momentarily debating lying, but I figured there wasn't really a point since I already slipped up once, and I knew she could tell if I was lying if she really wanted to anyway. So I sighed and said, "Yes, I would. But Kara, I would never..."

She held up a finger to my lips, "Shh, I know sweetie, you don't want to cheat on me. But do you remember what I said after our first night together? I'm okay with whatever kind of relationship you want us to have. And if that means you want to have sex with other women, I'm okay with that."

I was floored by this statement. My jaw hung open for several seconds, then I managed to **** out, "S-Seriously? But just a minute ago you were ready to kill Wonder Woman over me..."

"Because she **** herself on you, against your wishes," Kara elaborated, "I'll admit, I am somewhat jealous you find her hot. But if you want to have sex with her, or anyone else, I'm okay with that. As long as it makes you happy."

She looked down at Diana, "So, here's what I'm thinking. The three of us never tell anyone, and I mean anyone else what happened here tonight. I stay your girlfriend, but you and Diana can have sex with each other to help her work off... whatever it is that's going on with her, which we can work on figuring out off the books. But the sex has to be on our terms, not hers. If you say no at any point, she accepts it and backs off immediately. If she doesn't, you call me right away and I'll make her stop, no matter what it takes. Does that sound good to both of you?"

Diana hesitated for a moment, then wiped her eyes of tears and slowly nodded, "I'm okay with that. Thank you, Kara. And if I ever do lose control like that again... I want you to do whatever's necessary, even if it means killing me."

"...Are you sure about this, Kara?" I asked, "I'm okay not having an open relationship if you don't want me to."

"Charlie, it's not an open relationship," Kara said, "At least not both ways. You're the only man I ever want to have sex with. But yes, I'm fine with you having sex with other women. Just... keep me in the loop, okay? You don't need my permission beforehand or anything, but don't feel like you have to hide anyone from me. As long as I know you still love me, I'll approve of you sleeping with anyone you want."

She finished her statement with a warm smile, and I could tell she was being completely sincere about all of this. I still felt a bit weird about it, of course, but this was her idea, and if she's okay with it...

"Alright, let's do it," I said, giving Kara a kiss on the cheek.

"That's settled then," Kara said, "However, that still leaves the matter of Diana's punishment."

"Wait, what?" I asked. Wonder Woman's face paled, but she said nothing.

Kara glared at her, "Just because we're helping her now doesn't mean I forgive her for what she did to you. And even if we aren't going to turn her in, I still want to see her punished for it. Plus it'll be a good way to make sure she knows exactly where she sits on our little totem pole."

I was worried, sure, but given that she didn't sound like she was ready to **** Diana anymore I was also morbidly curious, so I asked, "What do you have in mind?"

Kara gave me a smirk, "You're gonna like this..."