Kara meets her owner

A/N: A special thanks to Alicettlg820 for giving me so many ideas to work with for this chapter as well as ones to come.

"Careful with that one," the head slaver said as he watched three of his men carry an **** and heavily sedated Kara into the next room. "Ms Luthor paid well above market value for that one, and without any training even," he laughed as he walked down a line of trained **** girls, ready to go to market.

"Get her wrists in first rookie, we don't want this pretty thing falling and hurting itself," one of the men said to a new recruit. The three men stood Kara between two metal poles that ran from floor to ceiling. Each pole had two leather cuffs attached to it. Once they had placed her wrists in the upper cuffs, they quickly did the same with her ankles leaving Kara limply hanging between the poles.

"Rick, are you sure we can't have some fun with her, like the others?" the younger man asked as he slowly reached towards Kara's pussy. Rick's eyes went wide as he grabbed the younger man's wrist.

"Are you out of your fucking mind Jimmy? Do you know how much a prime piece of fuck meet like her goes for?"

"Uh, no," Jimmy said slowly.

"Long blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty face, natural perky tits, fit toned body, long legs, and a cute bubble shaped ass," Rick said as he listed off Kara's key features.

"I see all that Rick, that's why I want to have some fun." Rick let out a sigh and smacked Jimmy upside his head.

"Jimmy, if there is a god, for your sake I hope he gave you a big dick, cause you sure a shit got shorted on brains. Those things I listed off are Dollar signs. This one's worth fifteen to twenty million. If she still had her cherry she'd be worth twenty-five, maybe thirty. Understand me Jimmy?"

"Yeah Rick, I get you," he answered nervously.

"Good because you heard the boss 'well above market value.' How much you think Ms Luthor paid for that beauty right there?"

"I uh I don't know."

"Neither do I jimmy but, this is what I do know: You, me , and Mark here aren't worth anywhere near fifteen to thirty million to the boss. So here's what we're going to do, we dress her, we pack her, and nothing else."

"Yes, yes sir."

"Don't you just love rookies Rick?" Mark asked with a laugh.

"No I fucking don't! Can we please get Ms. Luthor's property ready? Mark you use that laser thing Ms. Luthor provided to shave her cunt, and for Christ sake be careful."

With Kara shaved, the three men set to work. First came a pair red strappy sandals with six inch stiletto heels. Once Rick buckled the straps he placed tiny golden padlocks on them ensuring that the pretty **** would never be able to remove her sandals with out Ms. Luthor's say so. Next Mark placed a tiny, white g-string with red lace trim that snapped together at one side making it easy to remove no matter how Kara was bound. With the tiny g-string in place Mark placed a short, red silk skirt with white lace trim on Kara. It snapped at one side, just like the g'string and came down to her upper thigh, just barely covering her pussy. The three men couldn't help but smile, every step the beautiful **** girl took she would teasingly flash her most intimate and important assets at anyone behind her. When she bent over, it would all be on display, and offered up, to her betters. Finally Jimmy placed a half bra on Kara that matched the skirt. It supported the bottom half of Kara's perky breasts pushing them up and putting them on proud display, while leaving her nipples bare.

"Girls, come do your thing," Rick said as he clapped his hands twice. Two brunette **** girls dressed similarly to Kara only in dark blue and black carefully walked over, their heels clicking on the hard wood floor. One had a sliver trey with make-up on it cuffed between her wrists. The other had her arms behind her in a double sling, locking her hands into tight reverse prayer. The two curtsied with well practiced grace to the three men. Jimmy quickly undid the reverse prayer while Mark gently held Kara's head up after removing her gag.

Now freed the **** went to her fellow **** and selected a bottle of ruby red lip gloss and carefully painted Kara's lips. Next came light pink eye shadow to make Kara's blue eyes pop. Finally, some light blush on her cheeks. "Well done girls," Jimmy laughed as he placed the make-up girl back into a reverse prayer and gave her a swat on the ass for good measure.

With her make up done, Kara's ball gag was carefully replaced and her blindfold replaced with an over sized one as not to smudge her eye shadow. With the blindfold on place, Mark slipped a red latex hood over Kara's head. Her ball gag poked out of the mouth hole and only the black of the blindfold could be seen through the tiny eye holes. Two small holes at her nostrils allowed the **** Kryptonian to breath.

"Let's pack her up," Rick said as they carried Kara to a waiting red leather **** sack. They gently laid her in the sack and zipped it up. her head would stick out of one side of the leather sack, however if she woke up while still in the sack she would be unable to move her head, thanks to the built in posture collar.

'Is she ready," the lead slaver asked as he entered the room. "Ms. Luthor's jet is ready for take off."

"Yes sir, I dare say Ms. Luthor will be quite happy with this one," Rick said as he pointed at Kara.

"For fifty million I hope so." hearing the amount of money paid for the captive blonde made the three men nearly drop her onto the cart that would be pulled by a naked **** out to the runway. "Careful you fucking idiots!"

Sometime later, Kara groaned as she slowly regained consciousness. Her hood had been removed along with her blind fold and gag. As her vision cleared she realized she was looking down at a black mat covered floor with her head and wrists locked in a stockade bent over a soft leather pad that held her up. She gasped before trying to break free, but she couldn't.

"My powers!" she said in a panic.

"A fortunate side effect of the cross dimensional device I used to bring you here," Kara heard a very familiar voice say as she heard footsteps from in front of her. She tilted her head up as much as she could and her jaw dropped when she saw her best friend, Leana Luthor making her way towards her. "I'm afraid you've been stripped of your powers forever, Supergirl," Leana said in a tone of mock concern as she placed the side of her index finger under the blonde's chin.

It took Kara a few seconds to realize how Leana was dressed. Her long dark hair was pulled into a tight bun, and she wore dark red lipstick and purple eye shadow. Her deceptively ample breasts were pushed up by a tight fitting black leather corset with dark purple trim. She wore dark purple panties that Kara guessed would have gotten James going, and her long legs were covered by thigh high leather boots.

"Leana?" Kara asked clearly confused. "Where are we? Why are you dressed like that? And what do you mean 'cross dimensional device?'" Kara asked in rapid fire fasion.

Leana lowered herself until she was staring directly into Kara's fear filled blue eyes. "For starters it's Mistress, or Mistress Leana from now on ****," Leana began as she **** Kara to meet her gaze. "And I suppose there's no harm in telling you. It's not like you can stop me at this point. We are in the dungeon beneath my home on my island. I am dressed like this because, as I said, I am your mistress. And finally I brought you here to my universe from yours to be my ****, just as I had intended with this universe's Supergirl. That is before my moron brother killed you."

"Wait, no, no! That can't be! The multiverse was remade into one universe when Oliver sacrificed himself to stop The Anti-Monitor!"

"Still a stupid little twit aren't you?" Leana laughed as she tapped Kara on the nose. "Let's hope you can at least learn to lick pussy decently." Again, Kara's jaw dropped in shock. "You didn't think something as infinite as the multiverse could be destroyed did you? Now where was I? Oh yes, after Lex killed you I killed him. He knew I had such plans for you Supergirl. I didn't want to let them go either. So I built a cross dimensional device to pull one of you from across the multiverse to here. Unfortunately I slightly miscalculated and had to buy you from slavers but, that little bug has been worked out."

"Leana, we're friends, please don't do this," Kara pleaded as her tears began to flow.

"Awe," Leana said mockingly as she kissed Kara's cheek savoring the salty taste of the object of her desire's tears. "This universe's Supergirl and I were never friends. But, if it makes you feel better, Kara is it? I was worried those slavers over did it on the dosage. You've been in and out of it for the last twenty-four hours and I certainly hope my latest calculations are correct," Leana said as she stood. She smiled coldly at Kara before snapping her fingers. "Alex!" Kara's heart skipped a beat as she heard Leana say her sister's name and a second later she heard the faint clicking of heels on the floor.

"Alex?! What!?" Kara asked as Alex walked out from where the lights had been dimmed. There was no mistaking it. This was definitely a version of her sister. Her auburn hair was long, like her Alex hadn't worn it since grad-school, and she was very nearly naked. She only wore green stiletto heeled sandals, sheer black stockings, a green lace garter belt, which perfectly framed her clean shaven pussy, and a matching green collar around her neck. In her hands Alex carried a small case with a squeeze tube on top of it.

"The items you requested, Mistress," Alex said after she knelt to the ground and presented the items to Leana.

"Good girl," Leana said as she stroked Alex's long hair. She then took the squeeze tube and opened the container. An uncomfortable feeling came over Kara as soon as it was opened. Leana smiled at her as she pulled out a string of glowing green beads.

"RAO NO!" she thought to herself. She had no idea why Leana had it made into beads but there was no mistaking Kryptonite anywhere.

"Don't worry, this is some low grade Kryptonite," Leana began as she put a small amount of what looked like massage oil on the beads and ran her fingers gently along them spreading the oil out. Leana moved behind her, and Kara groaned as the Kryponite began to affect her. "Not nearly strong enough to kill you, or do any serious harm. But, still highly uncomfortable. I'd keep count if I were you," Leana said as she began to slowly shove the anal beads up Kara's ass. Each one caused a painful burning sensation in her tight hole.

"AAAHH!!" Kara screamed in agony as she thrashed in the stockade to no avail. "Leana, please stop!" SMACK! Leana used her free hand to give Kara's left ass cheek a hard swat causing her to yelp in pain just as the next bead slipped inside her.

"Lesson one Supergirl," Leana said as she changed hands on the beads. "Always," SMACK! Another swat, this time on the right cheek just before she roughly shoved the next bead in. She switched hands again. "address me properly!" Leana yelled. Between words she continued to spank Kara, alternating sides each time, and insert the next Kryptonite bead.

"Please," Kara pleaded weakly through her tears as she repeatedly bent and straightened her knees, and swayed her hips as much as she could. Desperately trying to find relief from the stinging sensation on her ass cheeks and the unbearable burning sensation in her ass from the Kryponite.

"You're pathetic, you know that don't you Su," Leana began, "You know what? You don't deserve the name 'Supergirl' so Kara it is," she laughed as she circled around in front of the captive blonde. "'Please' what?" she asked. "Please spank me more Mistress? Please put more Kryponite in my ass Mistress?"

"No, no please no more! No more! I'll do whatever you want!"

"'I'll do whatever you want' who?" Leana asked suggsetively. Kara hung her head in shame and defeat.

"Mistress," she said barely above a whisper.

"Say it all loud and proud bitch, or I swear I will take every Kryptonite anal bead I have and cram your ass with them until I can't fit any more in.

"I'll do whatever you want Mistress, Kara all but yelled.

"There now," Leana said as she stroked Kara's hair. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" she asked before softly kissing Kara's lips. "When I kiss you, you kiss back. Am I clear?"

"Yes Mistress," Kara answered before Leana kissed her again. This time Kara kissed back obediently. "Mistress please take the beads out, they burn so bad," she pleaded.

"No, they are part of lesson two: Taking what you are given. Lights!" At Lena's command the dimly lit dungeon was suddenly well lit and Kara got her first glimpse of several bondage devices and tools of pleasure and pain. "Kara," Leana began as she caressed the Kryptonian's cheek. "I have a Kryptonite paddle, whip, and strap-on, and you will feel them all. Either because you've earned a punishment, or simply because I want to use them on you. Do you know why?"

Kara knew the answer and she hated that she would have to give it, but powerless, and Kryptonite burning in her ass, she knew she had ****. "Because I must take what I am given, Mistress."

"Good girl," Leana said as she kissed Kara, and Kara obediently kissed back. "A demonstration of lesson two will also teach you lesson three: My pleasure is your pleasure, and if it pleases me to cause you pain, pain is your pleasure. Repeat lesson three."

"Mistress, your pleasure is my pleasure, and if it pleases you to cause me pain, pain is my pleasure."

"I'm going to let you out of this stockade when I do you are to do nothing but stand up."

"Yes Mistress," Kara said meekly. Leana released the lock on the stock and lifted the upper half up and Kara slowly stood. Leana took Kara by the arm and led her to a large wooden frame with leather cuffs at each corner. Each step caused the Krptonite beads to shift in her ass and Kara whined slightly with each step. She was almost glad when Leana cuffed her to the frame facing out towards the center of the dungeon.

With Kara in place Leana went to a rack of paddles and selected her favorite one. A long wide darkly colored wooden paddle that would easily strike both sides of an unfortunate victims ass. She then went back and stood in front of Kara with her back to her. "Alex, come front." At her mistress' command, Alex quickly crawled in front of Leana and knelt. "What is this?" she asked holding the paddle in front of Alex.

"Your favorite paddle Mistress."

"You hate paddles don't you?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Why?"

"They hurt so bad Mistress."

"Stand up, turn around, and bend over."

"Yes Mistress," Alex said as she did as she was told.

"Kara, pay attention she's getting four hard swats.

"Yes Mistress," Kara said completely dumbfounded. WACK! Alex cried out as the paddle struck her ass. her knees buckled but she quickly got back in position and waited obediently for the next swat. WHACK! Again Alex cried out, then quickly resumed her position. The final two swats went the same. After the forth swat Alex stayed in position.

"Look at her cunt Kara, see how wet she is?" Leana said as she spread Alex's lips open.

"Yes Mistress," Kara answered in shock. She couldn't believe it. Alex was absolutely glistening with desire.

"Your fourth and final lesson for today Kara will be positional work," Leana said as she undid Kara's cuffs. She then went to the rack of paddles and put her favored implement back, then selected a short cane from a rack of canes. "Alex show her how to curtsy."

"Yes Mistress," Alex stood, turned to face Kara placing her feet shoulder width apart. she then slid her left foot back about one step, slid her foot, dragging the toes behind her right leg, then bowed her knees slightly.

"Now you Kara."

"Yes Mistress," she said as she silently thanked Rao that it was customary for women to curtsy to The High Council of Krypton.

"Very good Kara," Leana said with a smile. "Now follow along, Alex, position one." Alex stood with her feet shoulder width apart, hands behind her back grasping the opposite elbow. "Position two," Leana said once Kara stood as required. Kara followed as Alex put her hands behind her head, her fingers interlocked. "Position three." Alex and Kara went to their knees hands behind their backs like position one. "Position four." Their hands went back behind heir heads. "Position five." On all fours. "Position six.' They lowered their heads to the floor with their hands out in front of them, one over the other. "Alex, why is position six important?"

"Mistress, it is the only position in which a **** is allowed to speak to her mistress."

"Can a **** enter position six freely?"

"So long as she is not bound Mistress."

"If a **** goes into position six, can she speak at will?"

"No Mistress, she must wait to be acknowledged.

"Position seven." Alex and Kara reached their hands back and spread their ass cheeks apart.

Kara spent the rest of the day being quizzed over the lessons Leana had covered and made to move from position to position. Sometimes in order, other times, Leana would make her adapt positions in random order. Finally after several hours and two surprisingly tasty meals Kara was now in front of Leana in position seven her spread ass facing her mistress. Leana knelt behind Kara one hand on the small over her back, the other on the working end of the Kryptonite beads.

"How many Kara?"

"Ho..how many Mistress?"

"How many beads are in your ass Kara, guess high and I put the beads back, plus the number you were off by and leave them there over night. Guess low, and I leave the number you were off by in your ass overnight." Kara froze. She had no idea how many beads were in her ass, and she did not want to have her innards burning all night long.