Prosperous Position

She sighed, looking down at the newspaper then up to the monitor. The hero so stained by one exposure no thanks to Maxwell Lord. Her name amongst the ruin of monstrous morality. How could she come back from that? It was bad enough she'd attacked her sister. A week had gone by and she'd pushed herself near the brink of exhaustion to make amends to the city she'd sworn to protect.

Her ears heard the sirens and before anyone could approach her or Cat Grant could summon her she'd rushed out toward the hall to the elevator shaft that she'd normally fly up and out from the other exit. Her movement halted by the cross bars of wood beams and the no access sign smeared on a huge white cardboard sign. This wasn't good.

Taking another way unable to grasp the consequence, she'd ripped off her glasses ripped open her yellow cardigan shirt to skimmy out of her skirt revealing the crisp S of her family's crest. She had grabbed her purse and coat along the way and within it her boots to quickly suit up in the rest of her uniform, tossing her purse and items to the corner rushing down the darker part of the hall to soar out and be that hero everyone could believe in again.

He came out from security room and nearly started clapping. How he had NEVER thought he'd discover this chance of fate! How her actions he had displayed for his amusement and new purpose. Walking over to the pile he scraped up all of her little remains to bring them back to the monitor deck he'd been holed up in. Whistling he tossed them in the dark chamber and grabbed a post it writing on it for her as her Catco self, to meet him at the location he spelled out. He made sure to attach it firmly with a little duct tape then whistled all the way back to his viewing room.

Her darker side had been revealed through so much footage and damn how good she looked in that black and red suit. So much better than the cheerleader outfit she trompt around in. But now his luck had changed and he grabbed his things stuffing hers in his duffel bag to slide his key card along the reader and sign out for the day stuffing the footage he'd burned to a cd and put on a thumb drive, erasing the last of it from all other devices in the room. Now he was the only one with access of the footage he'd caught her on tape with. Her secret, his fun…

She shook the soot from herself to soar back into the building to change back into her regular street clothes but as she rounded the corner her eyes widened at what was missing. All her stuff was gone. Her unearthly blues caught sight of something on the wall near the floor and she tugged the taped item off of it standing back upright holding the note.

Kara Danvers

Come to address on this note and tell no one.

I have your things. Come in that suit of yours.

9 PM sharp.

-Rich

She clenched the note tightly with a grim look on her face. Someone knew her secret. She had to take care of this. She couldn't ask Alex for help after all the damage she'd caused. This was on her and she had to fix this on her own. Looking down to where she hadn't even returned to, to finish up her day's work she decided she wasn't up for returning there today. She noticed her glasses off to the side. At least she had those. Guess she'd have to fly into her window this time since her keys were in her purse and she didn't want to have to break down another door her sister would have to foot the bill for.

"Great." She sighed and sped back off to head to her place and get the grime off her suit. At least it was dryable. She took to the sky once more and ignored the comments about her actions before. Max had really destroyed the belief in people of her.

Flying back to her home she was grateful for leaving the slide door open just enough. She used the slim jim she had hidden in a wood plank at her balcony and worked her way inside of her apartment. Now to throw the suit in the wash and clean up herself before her dreaded meeting. She wondered as she undressed what this person wanted. Pushing the thoughts aside for the moment she tended to her own needs while she still had the time to..

It was forty after eight when she touched down on the roof then jumped down to the balcony of the condo she had been given the address to. Oddly as she reached to check the handle on the door it was unlocked and curiosity got the better of her as she poked her head in. The sound of jazz filled the atmosphere along with something she couldn't quite place sniffing at it.

"Come on in!" A man's voice called out and she looked up widening her eyes at the blinking light. A camera was aimed at the door which meant, it was aimed at her too. Sighing and cursing silently at her stupidity she opened the door to step inside. There was that scent again. "Shut the door will you please?" Perhaps this person was just there to warn her to be careful. Maybe it was one of her sister's spies. She pondered that possibility as she shut the door behind her.

She walked in slowly and flicked on her x-ray vision widening her eyes again noticing what the walls were layered with...lead. Still, it wasn't unheard of to have places with that in the walls and structure. It supported certain beams more, it gave a more solid foundation too. She shook her head and followed the sounds of the jazz knowing that she was getting closer to where the music was coming from. When she stepped down the hall she noticed a flickering glow from where she was heading and raised an eyebrow continuing her journey.

The moment she'd come into the room she glanced around to see several candles lit and caught whiff of the scent that had permeated the air she couldn't quite place what it was though. "Come in here." His voice was smooth and she didn't know quite what to think of that. Still, she nodded and did as he had told her. She didn't like to be confrontational and this man didn't seem hostile. When she caught sight of him the man had his back turned and from what she saw he had on a set of tightly hugging darker denim jeans and a black tank that she believed her sister had referred to as a muscle tank. His slicked back dark brown hair wasn't too short but short enough. His figure she guessed maybe a height of six five she believed. His arms rather firm were behind his back so visible to her with his fingers curled around one another from both hands. "Good evening Kara." She stopped her steps closer to him tensing up by the tone that had changed in his voice. "Come alone?"

"Yes." She wasn't sure what to say to this man so she went with her gut. "You saw me then?"

"I did. Does that bother you?" She shook her head but the man didn't move at all. "Tell me."

"It does and doesn't." The man chuckled nodding.

"Good answer." He praised her and that's exactly how she took it which made her ease up the tension some. "You try so hard to be more don't you?"

"I do. I have to be so no one gets hurt." She opened up and started to step forward.

"Stay." He spoke and heart her boots stop on his polished wood floor. "Good girl."

"Thank you." She spoke not sure why his second praise made her feel like she'd made him happy. "Can I ask you why you had me come here?"

"No one knows you are here do they?"

"No." She answered. "I came here on my own."

"On your own, Sir." He told her.

"Yes Sir." She responded.

"Good girl." He finally turned to her and his eyes met hers and she gasped at whom it was before her. Sure, she'd seen him on passing and sometimes in the elevator but...this man was incredibly handsome and with such tone arms. His blues met hers but his held a much darker shaded tone of blue hers had never encountered. The gaze he held her with made a heat travel up her neck and right across her feet especially at her cheeks. Then that heat traveled down further and she didn't understand what it was. "Such a good girl."

"Can I…" She didn't know how to respond to him. She was tongue tied.

"You want to know don't you?" She nodded. "How simple your outfit how easy your glasses fool those around you. Your clothes are in the bag by the couch." He explained keeping firm lock on her eyes with his own. "This suit isn't the one I saw the other day."

"That one is….that one is bad."

"Sir."

"Sir. That one is bad Sir." She corrected herself.

"Gooooood girl." The way he said that to her really made heat run through her in places she'd never quite comprehended. "Tell me, do you have a boyfriend?" She shook her head. "Girlfriend?" She shook her head again. "Single then?"

"Yes….Sir." Why was she calling him that and why did it feel so wrong but right?

"I have the only copy of the tape. You should be more careful with your changing in public view Supergirl, Kara." He slowly came toward her and she did not budge from her spot. "This will stay in my possession. You will stay." He easily towered over her by his height and suddenly she felt so much smaller. Why did this man's eyes hold her captive so? "Do you know how to follow orders?"

"Yes...Sir.." She gulped and his hand came up and softly ran his fingers under her chin cupping it in his grasp. He smiled to her and the smirk that sinister expression spoke volumes. Still she didn't move for fear of angering him.

"Such a good girl you are. Be good and get on your knees for me." He saw the hesitation in her eyes but then he saw a curiosity and that was all he needed. She was fresh, she was innocent. She was….a virgin. He knew for some odd reason she had to be. She was so naive.

"Yes Sir." She knelt down on one knee then two before him when he let go of her chin. She was now before him and looking up at him with a questioning look. He looked down at her fine body on her knees and man did it do things to him. He could feel the throb of his dick and he would need relief soon from the fucking jeans if we was gonna last the night.

"Bring your hands up to the button on my jeans and undo it then unzip me." He told her and smiled as her hands came up to do as he commanded. She was far too innocent for her own good. It was perfect. "This is how this is going to work. You will do exactly what I say and come to this place when I tell you to. You follow my rules and I won't release the tape to the media." He saw the fear and panic in her eyes and he decided to test the waters. "Reach inside of my pants and my boxers." She looked at the pants tilting her head then back up at him.

"I can't...Sir."

"Oh I see. Take both sides of my pants and pull them down my legs." How obedient she was and he couldn't hold back the smile. He felt her tug at his jeans and felt them pushed down his legs to leave him in his black tank and black boxers and when her hand slid into them he put his head back to steady himself reigning back in his focus to look back down at her hearing her gasp as he fell out of the boxers and into her hands. "I want your hands on my hips and you up all the way on your knees. You will lean your head up and kiss the tip of me and when you do I want you to bring your lips over the head of my length and drag your tongue along it while kissing it to suck on it a little."

"Yes...Sir...oh Rao…" She brought her head up and leaned as close as she could get to this man's odd shaped exterior and when she kissed it something in her built up the heat in her body. She kissed it again and then opened her mouth pushing her head up her body up and putting the round head in her mouth. She gasped and her tongue licked along it tasting an odd flavor she didn't quite know what is was. She licked at it again and again and again closing her lips over this big round object starting to suck on it. Her vision swam and her body shivered but she licked and licked at the taste her mind was telling her she liked.

"Good girl. Now, bring more of it into your mouth. Welcome more of me in your mouth and run your tongue over every inch you take in. I want you to bring enough to touch the back of your tongue then I want you to slide down to the tip of me. I want you then to bring your lips back over it and move up higher until you feel me press lightly at the back of your throat."

She shut her eyes and was careful not to grip the man's hips too hard and the scent in the air hit her again and suddenly she was floating and she did as she was told and began to slip him back in her mouth going up to where she felt the tip at the back of her throat then she slid back down and raised back up. She didn't know where it had came from but a noise she had never heard from herself erupted from her throat and over what she had in her mouth. "That feels good. Moan like that for me again. When you come back down I want you to take your lips off of what you've had in your mouth. I want you to lap at the tip like you were a thirsty kitten. Peck on it like a baby bird. That a girl…"

He kept his hands off her but oh how he yearned to touch her to have his hands all over her but he kept them in the back pockets of his jeans. She was starting to get the hang of this and he was throbbing at her lapping at the head of his dick. "Stop the pecking and put me back in your mouth. That's it, more in your mouth. Move up higher." He heard her cough around him but he knew how to remedy the situation. "Take a deep breath in and out. When you breathe out you will push more of he inside your mouth and down your throat. When you feel me start to go down you relax yourself and breathe in and out of your nose. Just relax and don't fight it. Theeeere you go. Slowly and you will be fine. Be a good girl and put the rest of me down your throat."

She couldn't stop what she was doing if she wanted to and for some reason she really didn't want to. Heat was all over inside her and it was a burn she'd never felt in her entire life. She welcome this feeling and did as Sir told her to. "Ohhh so good. Such a good girl you are. Now suck and swallow me and bob your head up and down while keeping me inside your mouth. In and out of your throat. That a girl. You like being a good girl don't you?"

She nodded and moaned and her eyes slid back and she sucked on what tasted so good she didn't want to stop now. Sir tasted so good she wanted more and she wanted to do this more. She wanted to suck him swallow him and what he spilled out and down her throat she felt need to have more of. "That is called pre-cum you are tasting. The explosive blend called my semen is what you get when you suck hard and take me in and out of your mouth really fast. I know you have speed. Use it but build it up slowly. Uh uh, suck a little harder I know you can. Remember to slide your tongue around side to side and bring the rest in your mouth and throat until your nose touches my stomach."

She did what he told her and she began to really get into it how she felt she should. She quickened her strokes and strengthened her sucks and the moans grew much deeper and much louder and for some reason the brought one hand off one of his hips and brought it down and under her chin to slide it forward and feel two strange soft yet big sacs. "Mmmm someone has been a bad girl. Don't make me give the video to the other media center." She didn't mean to but she grabbed one of those big sacs. "Good girl. Massage them for me. I am no longer Sir. I am your Master. You like to make your master happy. Massage them my pretty Super. Massage my balls and suck my cock."

Why did those terms sound odd yet familiar? Where had she heard those names? Ohhh why, oh no….don't question why. He is Master. She's Master's good girl. When she thought it she moaned and sucked harder licking around his massive meat stick she heard him call his cock. She played that word out in her head as she began to really slide him in and out of her mouth. She felt what was down her throat spasm and he released a groan almost growl and one of his hands slapped the back of her head to push the rest of himself in her mouth and began to thrust himself forward holding her in place. "Suck, keep sucking. Suck me harder and I'll face fuck you with my cock. Give me more wonderful head." He really started pounding his dick in and out of her mouth and before he could stop himself he blew his load right down her throat. "Swallow it all. Swallow down my cum."

The new taste filled her mouth and she did as Master told her. But before she could have the rest he pulled away and she felt what had been spilling down her throat spray all over her face and then all over her suit. She put her head back shaking it so he could cover her in what he called his cum. "Now you've been marked by me. Good girl. Lick up the rest off my cock and then I'll have you taste my balls…" He put his head back laughing as she did as Master said and he felt her tongue all over him again.

One little tape and his little Super playgirl. How much fun he'd have degrading her to his depravities. Being her first cock suck, score one for the board….

*How about a little tale on the side. Mooooore?.?