Two Blondes update

“Experiment?” Linda repeated woozily, still only semiconscious—or at least feeling that way. As a Kryptonian, she couldn’t exactly get drunk, but after Clark used her that thoroughly, she definitely felt like all those Suicide Slum winos looked. Only she knew she was a lot cuter than any of them.

“You know. Me topping Clark. You getting topped. Didn’t exactly go according to plan, did it? Still, it worked for me—“ Karen licked her slimy palm. “So to speak.”

Linda’s head cleared a little. “I think I liked it,” she said softly, hesitantly. “Not… quite being topped by Clark… although that wasn’t bad… but being fucked by you, when you were… kinda in charge of me… that was so much better!”

“Oh?” Karen asked, sporting a wide grin.

“I don’t know if you’re better at it than Clark or what, but… maybe it’s just different when it’s you. It works for me. You probably think I’m so weird…”

“Of course I don’t,” Karen interrupted. “I like when Clark’s dominating me, you don’t. Or at least, it isn’t your thing. But when it’s me, domination works for you. Who knows why? Maybe it’s just chemistry. All that matters is we found something you like. And I don’t mind being the one who gets you off.”

“You mean… you’d be my dom?” Linda asked hopefully, even trembling a little, she liked the idea so much.

Karen smiled at her—not as cockily as before, but reassuring the younger woman now. “If you want me to be. I kinda like the idea; us having our own thing without Clark. But you should know, I’ve done this before. I know what I’m doing and I know what I want out of a sub. I’ll love you, but I’ll punish you too, discipline you as much as I satisfy you. When you’re mine, you’ll be my willing slave. You’ll eat and breathe only for me. I’ll want all of you and you’ll give it to me. But when you’re a good girl—when you give me everything I demand from you—you’ll be rewarded.”

Karen stood over Linda, looming over her, and Linda shuddered even as she felt a racing heartbeat inside her exhausted pussy. If Karen was seeking to scare her, she’d succeeded. But if she was trying to dampen Linda’s ardor…

“Wow! I never thought you were so… like this.”

“It wasn’t your business back then,” Karen said crisply. “I had a thing with Atlee, but it only went so far. Harley Quinn got involved and that spooked Atlee, so we called it quits.”

“Wait, you and Harley Quinn?”

“It’s a long story,” Karen explained. “And, for the record? Slaves don’t get to ask for explanations.”

Linda gulped. “Then… I’m your slave?”

“If you want to be.” Karen folded her arms across her chest. “You can change your mind at any time, but if you want to try it—really try it—I have to hear it, yes or no, right now.”

“Yes,” Linda gasped breathlessly, the word out before she’d even realized she’d opened her mouth.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, mistress,” Linda sputtered, trying to figure out how servile to be to give Karen the submission she wanted—hoping that just the effort would be enough. “Yes… I want to be your slave.”

“Good girl,” Karen cooed. “My sweet little Kryptonian… guess you finally realized that on Earth, it always pays to tell people what they want to hear…”

She picked up Linda, easily forcing her up into the air until the blonde had to brace herself against the ceiling to keep from going through it. Then Karen stepped under her, bringing Linda down so that she was straddling Karen’s face, her legs over Karen’s thickly muscled shoulders.

Despite the position, Linda didn’t feel in charge. And she knew she could equal Karen’s physical feat, but the confidence with which Karen had acted, how she’d done it so effortlessly, almost thoughtlessly, manhandled Linda to go right where she wanted… Even Clark hadn’t done that with her.

It turned Linda on, how Karen was so ruthless about her own pleasure and uncaring of Linda’s, even though on some level, this was all for her benefit.

Karen kissed Linda’s pussy, her tongue shooting out to swirl over Linda’s swelling folds. Linda’s mind went blank, but Karen’s thoughts were going a mile a minute now, thinking of how hot Linda was. She had barely touched the girl and yet her cunt was steaming with desire. Supergirl had the makings of a real good slut in her. And she responded as readily to a woman as a man. Karen liked that. She’d hate to take Linda away from Clark—he more than deserved to have both of them. But she didn’t at all hate the thought of Linda’s submission being her own special prize…