Price of Freedom...

“I’m fine,” Batgirl whispers against Kara’s lips, continuing the kiss, long and deep, letting it linger before slowly releasing. "Rapture healed me when I fell. It was all an illusion. I knew you wouldn’t believe me otherwise. You had to see and experience it for yourself.”

"Rapture..." Supergirl whispers as Batgirl breaks their kiss. Her body's in a daze, yet burning with hunger and need. The name brings back a portion of her mind though and Kara glances back to me quickly before turning back to her friend.

"The rod! I almost forgot the rod!” Supergirl groans, pulling the vibrator free of Batgirl's slick pussy.

With an audible gasp from Barbara, the rod slips free of her body. Kara can feel it pulsing and throbbing as it glows in her grasp, the heat radiating from its slick surface.

"Thank you," Batgirl says, taking Kara’s hand. Guiding it down over Supergirl's own body, Babs rubs the the green head of the shaft over Supergirl’s dripping slit, teasing the other heroine. "Now, insert it into yourself so we can both be free."

The heat radiating from the rod makes Kara tremble. As the rod slides down her body, she moans, its heat making her already aroused body reach new heights of desire. Gazing longingly at her friend, Kara’s eyes burn with lust, but also a hint of fear and confusion. Gasping as it brushes over her slit, it takes every ounce of Kara's willpower not shove it in right then and there.

"Insert it? What are you talking about? We have to get you out of here.” Supergirl says, not sounding very convincing even to herself.

"We can't go...” Batgirl says softly, glancing over at the Rapture. "He won't let us. Please, this is the only way we can both be free."

"But... he said I just needed to pull it free." Supergirl glances over at the man and then back at her friend. "What's the point of taking it myself?” Supergirl asks, her hand presses the tip against her slit as she struggles to contain herself.

"He said you need to pull it out to free me." Batgirl answers, half-moaning. "Now you need to put it inside yourself... in order to free you. Free us both.” Batgirl says, licking her lips as she looks back and forth between the both of us.

Somewhere deep within her mind, Supergirl knows that she shouldn’t. She knows that she should take Batgirl’s hand and fly them both far away from here. Yet, she’s frozen still, watching as Barbara lick her lips, the taste of which still lingers on her own. Hearing Batgirl moaning again brings a new rush of images to Kara's mind, clouding it over once more.

"A-alright... just for a moment... then we can leave.” Supergirl mumbles softly, slowly sinking the rod into her sweet little pussy.