Thread: Drielle's Exercises

The rain was falling heavy when through the open skylight, a white and red figure hovers slowly, bringing on her arms the red-haired girl dressed in grey. The flying blonde delicately touches the rooms floor and slowly places down her friend back to her feet. Batgirl sighs, feeling her own weight again with a sad face. Her uniform was in ruins, with cuts all over her legs, exposing her skin, while a much larger cut ruined the back, exposing her right buttock almost completely. There are some cuts to the arms cover too, but most of the damage concentrated to her lower part. She looks to Kara and checks on her too. The Supergirl was also wounded or at least her uniform was but there is not much to do to a short red skirt and a top after all. Apart from some holes to the skirt, perhaps the only concerning outfit damage would be the huge cut which exposed one of the blondes breasts completely. The red haired checks on both uniforms and realizes their moral was that broken. I feel as if raped., she says sad, moving to an armchair in front of a huge computer in the room she uses both as headquarter, training room and bedroom. And I am exhausted! , completing. Supergirl frowns, not to the attitude or the sense of defeat. That was shared by both crime fighters, for sure. She frowns when hears the word rape. It makes her very unease, as a sort f profane or banished word, invoking the most elementary evil. But she decides not commenting. There is no reason for that. Listen she says, trying to find the words, We can do better next time. We just dont know well one each other abilities. It is expected. Behind the mask, the red haired Batgirls face twists Expected? What was expected was me doing things right. I am not at your level. I will never be. I am just too weak! she feels depressed, but the blonde, noticing how hurting it would be for a human, places a hand over her friends shoulder I attempting to cheer her up No! No! You are great! Listen, I did a lot of mistakes. I have my own share too! Sometimes it is hard for me, because this world, and my own world, expect too much from me. And all I wanted was to be a girl. It is you the heroine who decided to fight, no matter the odds! Batgirl rises her eyes, looking to the blonde and then stands up again, somewhat offended, yelling What? You? You are perfect! You have nothing to shame, nothing to deal with! You are simply amazing! You fly around with a short skirt I do not tire to look at and I bet you dont even feel shame by this exposed breast, because you are all perfect! She crosses her arms like a brat girl, but tries to calm down. The blondes large blue eyes falls over her bat friend while a reddish blush covers her face, not holding the curiosity Do you think my breasts are perfect? Now, it is Batgirl who blushes, noticing the nature and size of the gaffe she just committed I was doing a generic observation, actually. Just because our uniforms situation! she keeps a serious tone to keep the dignity of the conversation, but Kara comes once again Do you really looks to my skirt?, making the red haired even more uncomfortable. Not in general. It was just because I noticed today you lost your panties! She pauses and frowns, inquisitively How may someone loose her panties on a fight? Come on! By instinct, Kara places her hand under the pierced skirt, feeling her few blonde pubic hairs and blushing even more It was an accident. Turning and moving to idly press any random command to the computer, Batgirl turns, leaving Kara looking at her. But the alien blonde steps closer from behind, whispering to her friends ear I confess I feel flattered by your observations about me. As I said, I admire you very much, because even without super powers, you decided doing something dangerous, and did it. You are an amazing woman and I admire your willpower. From the console, an alert starts blinking and buzzing, calling their attention, but it does not last long. Batgirl presses a button, canceling it, before a fast turn, in order to face her friend, and because the proximity, she cannot avoid her round and large breasts rubbing against the aliens breast, making the half-exposed one even more exposed. Kara feels the rub but stands when batgirl faces her curious You were saying? The Kriptonian nods and goes on I want our partnership endures, but I recognize I should follow your instructions more. adding a guilty tone to it. I am the brains and you are the muscles? She woders, and kara completes I am the body.. With an amazed smirk, Batgirl rises Karas face to look right into her eyes. So, is your body mine?. The statement seems to be logic, and Karas body shakes to the odd situation. You are the boss. This is all the Supergirl may say. I am the Mistress. The red-haired heroine completes. The words gags on Supergirls throat with the same violence that heat and wetness hits under her red skirt. You are my mistress. By the honor of my ancestors. Kara tries to place a solemn attitude on this, lowering her body and kneeling like an honored amazon. When she raises her face again, batgirl was smiling wide, looking down, and her groin an inch in front of Karas face. Will you obey anything? batgirls voice strikes her ears, but Karas eyes are violently dragged to the crouch before her and the way the fabric wraps, designing batgirls camel toe. The wideness of the hips. The female shape before her. She dreams for a few seconds before nodding ashamed, making all her blonde hair swing. The yellow-gloved hand reaches the blonde hair, forcing Supergirls face to that groin, as the bat crime fighter presses more and more. In silence, Kara accepts with a tear in her eyes. She has amazing and destructive powers, but she cannot fight the idea she needs that woman to rule over her. This is so against everything she ever learned, but once again, she feels powerless against the weird calling from her guts. From between her legs. In a delicious humiliating sensation, she allows her head be pressed and feels the warms and the smell. She would spend all day that way. She does not need to breath, but breathing is the only way to enjoy that sweet smell. Releasing the Supergirls head, Batgirl looks down to challenge her former friend in a cold tone Show me how deep you are willing to go. Not thinking much, Karas hands reaches the cut on batgirls uniform at the back which exposes the buttock, using both hands to rip apart the lower part of the grey uniform and making her new mistress naked from the utility belt down, except for the yellow boots. The mistress body bounces due to movement, but this time, she is more than glad having her uniform ruined. The alien heart beats faster when the kneeling blonde heroine has the chance to face the red haired bush in front of her. If Batgirls said she was perfect, Kara could not be more glad than thinking that feeling was reciprocal. First by the delicate nose and then by her closed lips, the Kryptonian feels the smooth hair over her in delight. Just a few seconds of holding back and she cannot hold her desire, turning her face a slowly rubbing her face cheek over that fur. She enjoys the mix of the texture right next to the soft white skin. Kara purrs like a tamed kitty, hearing her new owner whisper a sexy yes, filled by desire and a touch of secrecy. Shared desire. Batgirls yellow-gloves hand reaches her belt, taking a batarang attached to a cord from it. While her blonde servant caresses her reddish bush, she smirks a little naughty about her sort of silly idea of using her crime-fighting tool to drag a small stroll over their spot, but she anticipates how much it would be useful. Kara opens her eyes and smiles, imagining what her bat mistress would be planning but silently rubs her face as she was doing, listening to the furnitures sound crossing the room to the desired place. Batgirl rises her yellow booted leg with a smile, granting her partner full access to her wet sex. Kara feels glad, but all she can do is smile and stick out her tongue, feeling for the first time the taste of that desirable woman, and it is as sweet as the smell. Driven by her most basic and feminine instincts, Supergirls hand flow to under the red skirt, right after adjusting her red cape, but as soon as she touches her wet blonde sex, a zooming sound fills the room followed by a loud whipping sound. Kara jumps face to Batgirls use of the cord as a whip on her half-exposed butt. No hands for now, Kara. Just do the licking to our mistress. Put your hands back. Batgirl says in a soft tone, making Kara more and more aroused by their new game. Of course, my mistress. Whatever you command. I am sorry for my stupid behavior., Supergirl says feeling actually great on finding her place and taking a wider and deeper suck over the offered sex, making her owner moan loud in lust. That taste on her mouth, her hands crossed idly on her own back, the weight of her body on her knees in clear submission. She could not fight for Krypton. She could not fight for Earth anymore. But certainly she could fight for that woman.