Chapter Ten: Bonds of Sisterhood.
The bright and sunny day which the day started as had given way to some dark and stormy cloud cover. Sara honestly hoped the cloudiness of the day was not a bad omen for something else. The day had been just as cloudy prior to the trip on the Queen's Gambit, and she always found cloudy days to be a little bit foreboding to say the very least.
Not exactly Sara's favorite kind of weather in the world, but she supposed things could be worse. Although she didn't want to really spend too much time thinking about things were much worse.
Sara made her way down the hallways of Queen Industries. Thankfully, the wounds on her face healed rather quickly, at least enough where no one really noticed them. It would not be good form for anyone, especially her bodyguard, if Sara had went into work with an injury on her face just less than three days on the job.
'Good thing I heal very easily.'
She hunched over the state of the art cell phone, acquiring said model over the past month. Sara's lips curled into a frown. There were a whole lot of questions regarding a couple of things. The item in front of her appeared to be very interesting, and maybe not very interesting in a good way either. Regardless, Sara kept plugging away at the item in front of her, looking to see what she could find.
Thoughts went a million miles a moment. Almost so the moment she passed around the corner, on the way to her corner office, Sara almost ran into someone. Someone who Sara kept running into randomly, or to be more blunt, this woman kept running into Sara. The woman didn't almost spill her cup of coffee this time, although she had to clutch onto the wall.
Sara smiled when the woman recovered.
"You know, we really should stop meeting like this," she said. "And this might have been the fourth or fifth time we almost bumped into each other going down these hallways. It's pretty weird, wouldn't you say?"
"Weird, well, maybe," Sara said.
To be fair, the girl had been half distracted, so it was more her fault the two of them almost had a meeting of the minds this time. Sara plugged away at the cell phone and the frown deepened on her face.
'Why is it missing?' she thought. 'It has to be….there's just a really big blank right where it should be. I don't understand it. Maybe I wasn't meant to understand it, but it really should have been here.'
"Anyway," the girl said, bringing Sara out of her thought. "We've ran each into each other four or five times…..but….I haven't bothered to introduce myself to you….."
"Ms. Smoak, I know who you are," Sara said.
Felicity Smoak's mouth opened and snapped shut.
'Is it really a good thing when your boss has taken time out of her busy day to bother to learn your name?' Felicity thought. Her eyes drifted and all of the thoughts swam out of the back of her mind at the cell phone which Sara held in her hand.
Needless to say, she resembled an overexcited kid in a candy store when looking at the phone.
"Is that….what I think it is?" Felicity asked.
The excitement in Felicity's voice almost caused Sara to crack a smile. Something held her back. Sara was about ready to ask what she meant. No need for that, given the overeager girl right in front of her.
"It's a Red Sun…..put out by Starrwave!" Felicity cried in an excited voice. "Ooh, I've never even touched one."
Sara wondered if it was normal that Felicity was eying up her cell phone like she intended to ask for its hand in marriage.
"It was a gift from a friend," Sara said.
Felicity blinked, and took a moment to process the information which Sara had given to her.
"You must have some pretty connected friends because that particular model isn't even out on the market yet," Felicity said. She stopped short and shook her head. "Not that I'm…..I wasn't going to accuse you of…"
Felicity stopped short one more time and reigned herself in. She could not believe what she said, oh she had such a bad tendency of putting her foot in her mouth.
"I can't believe I just accused one of my bosses of peddling bootleg merchandise," Felicity said. "Not that I think you did that, because….well you must have some connections….."
"And to that, you're right," Sara said. She figured she would save Felicity from drowning, it was the least she could do. "It's not going to be even available for pre-order for about six months. I'm just testing it out for a friend."
The testing phase was actually done, and her friend gave it to her for Sara's nocturnal activities, but Felicity need not know that.
"Well, do you think I can ask you something?" Felicity asked. "It might be a bit personal."
Sara turned her full and undivided attention towards the other blonde. Felicity stepped back and wondered if it was a good thing.
"You had the look on your face like you were frustrated about something," Felicity said. "And if it's something technological…..maybe I can take a crack at it."
Felicity wasn't going to lie. She just offered herself up like that because she had gotten pretty damn bored. No tech problems today, not even some idiot getting his computer stuffed with malware because he opened a Nigerian e-mail. Seriously, people hadn't cottoned onto those in all of those years.
"I've been taken a look at the floor plans for Queen Industries," Sara informed her. Felicity raised an eyebrow. "I want to see what's going on in the building which I'm running…..and there's a huge piece missing, and on the floor plan, I can't get through the door."
Felicity almost gasped when Sara pressed a button on the phone and a small holographic projection of the floor plan shot up onto the wall.
"Moira claims it's a store room, but I don't know," Sara said.
Felicity frowned, and looked at it. She would not be one to accuse someone of deception, not without reason.
"Hmm, that's pretty odd," Felicity said. "That part of the building….it's off limits. The door's pretty locked up tight, and I was shooed away when I got even close to it. I think everyone does when they get close."
Sara turned towards her.
"A couple of months ago, I tried, I didn't do that well," Felicity said.
"Maybe you can help me with something," Sara said. "Maybe if you can find out why the hell a huge chunk of the building is just locked down, and maybe you can help me find a way inside."
"You want me to try and find out a way to get inside a place where another one of my bosses has pretty much said is forbidden?" Felicity asked. "You want me to do that?"
Sara leaned closer, thinking she could use the blonde's eagerness to help out.
"I need you to do that," Sara said without skipping a beat. She leaned closer towards her and smiled. Her voice lowered a slight amount, into a soft whisper. "See what you can find and be discreet about it."
Felicity wondered if discretion was as easy as people made it out to be. Her heart raced another couple of beats and she nodded in response.
"I'll make it worth your while."
Needless to say, that caused Felicity's imagination to go wild. For once, she didn't say anything in response, mostly because she didn't trust herself to speak.
Sara left Queen Industries to head to lunch, and to also follow up on a couple of small leads. These leads did not really require her to slip on the hood and go hunting, but never the less, they were very important for a lot of reasons.
"So, you're bringing a civilian into things?" Lyla asked.
"Not entirely, I'm giving her a small test to see what she's fully capable of," Sara said.
Lyla responded with a respectful nod. Sara could tell what the look on her face meant and she decided to try and ease her tensions the best way she could.
"I know what you're thinking," Sara responded. "And I'm not going to put her into danger with this crusade any more than I have to. But, she's looming around, and she….well it's just best to keep her busy and keep her out of trouble."
The car stopped at a stoplight. Sara frowned when looking off to the side and caught the sight of something quite peculiar. She saw Thea and a small group of her friends crossing the street. They were heading into a sketchy looking neighborhood.
Sara racked her brain and figured out Thea should have been in school right about now. Yet, she was walking into a sketchy neighborhood which was known for some rather illegal activities. Sara felt conflicted of what to do next, even though she agreed she had to do something.
'You really shouldn't interfere,' Sara thought. 'God only knows you haven't always made the most sensible choices. Especially when you were her age.'
Sara closed her eyes and made a decision.
"Lyla, pull into that lot across the street," Sara said.
Her driver raised an eyebrow.
"You do realize that place…"
"Yes, I know," Sara said. "Thea and her friends just walked around the side entrance."
Lyla had no need for Sara to ask any more questions, she understood completely and perfectly. Lyla turned the car and pulled into the parking lot. A rather nice car driving into a street like this asked for trouble, and Lyla made sure her gun was loaded when she exited the vehicle.
"Maybe I should join you," Lyla said.
"Turn on the alarm," Sara said.
Lyla took a moment to activate the alarm, really a useful precaution for this particular neighborhood. Thanks to the ARGUS upgrades on this car, if someone tried to mess with it, they might be in for a few shocking surprises. Nothing that would kill them, but it would deter any future attempts.
Sara took a step forward and she grabbed onto the door knob before pushing her way inside. She had no idea what to expect. She could hear the voices of several excited teenage girls.
"You should try this stuff!" one of the girls yelled in an excited tone. "This stuff can really make you fly…so I heard….but it's kind of our price range."
"But, you can afford the real good stuff, Thea," another girl said. "Just think, we're your friends, you can hook us up….but after you've had your first try. So we know it's really good."
Thea looked like she was considering something. Sara stepped behind her and cleared her throat.
"Oh, hey, Sara," Thea said. She acted nonchalant. "I didn't expect to see you here, but given the circumstances I can understand."
"Oh, you understand, don't you?" Sara asked.
"You need a little something to help get you through the rest of the day, hey, I won't tell anyone, and we'll keep it from my mother," Thea said. She gave Sara a smile. "And hey, this stuff it's….."
Sara held up one hand, and Thea grew silence. Her friends backed away from the older girl.
"Her father's a cop, she narc on us," one of them muttered.
"Thea, I'm not here for a fix, I'm here because I saw you walking into a shady building when you're supposed to be in school," Sara said.
"So, wait, you've been spying on me, making sure I'm a good little girl?" Thea asked.
"Oooh, you better be careful," one of Thea's friends piped up. "She has a habit of knocking off Queens!"
Sara's glare turned towards the girl. The little teeny booper punk gave her a cock little smirk. It took Sara a moment to deepen her breath and calm down.
'No matter how obnoxious they're acting, you can't put an arrow through them,' Sara thought.
Everything shifted in a blink of an eye when a young man had been dragged out, kicking, screaming, and squirming. His eyes flared over when he had been brought out.
"No, no, no, please, NOOOO!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "I'll do anything, just a little bit more, just a little bit more. I have to have it please…..I can't close my eyes without it burning. I see horrible things, please….I can't…."
"We told you, kid, you don't pay, you pay," the guard said.
"I'll wash your cars, I'll mow your lawn, just please give me a fix!" the young man said. "I have to have it…..I HAVE TO HAVE IT!"
The young man's frail body slammed into the larger guards. The guards blocked him and dropped him down to his knees with only a mild shove to the shoulder. The man crumpled down onto the ground and the breath had been knocked out of his body.
"Excuse me," Sara said.
"Sorry, but you're going to have to wait your turn like everyone else," the guards said.
Sara cast one look at the frail man, who had been ravaged by a drug addiction which he could no longer afford to supply.
"Thea, we're leaving."
"You can't tell me what to do!"
Thea adopted the classic hands on hips stance. Sara's gaze burned when looking at the other girl.
""I wasn't asking you," Sara said. The two goons turned their attention towards Sara, and Sara stared back at them. "If you don't want any trouble, I suggest you let us leave. My father is Quentin Lance, and you don't want him to become very interested about this place."
The goons looked like they were going to protest. The firearm Lyla packed caused them to have a few second thoughts, and they stepped aside to let them leave.
Sara grabbed Thea by the arm and practically yanked her away in front of her friends.
"I don't know what the hell has gotten into you, but Oliver wouldn't want you to act like this on his account," Sara said.
Thea only responded with a roll of her eyes.
"You do know Ollie wasn't exactly a choir boy."
"I promised I would make sure nothing happened to you," Sara said.
Thea was very annoyed. Oliver was trying to big brother her from beyond the grave, through Sara.
"Well, that's your fault for making a promise you're not able to keep, not mine," Thea said. "You can't watch me forever….I have my own life….and maybe you should get on with yours, and stop living in the past, and defining yourself with what Oliver wanted!"
Thea had been shoved in the back seat of the car, like she was a misbehaved five year old. Which if she wanted to act so childish, t hen Sara was going to treat her just like she acted, like a child.
"Where are you taking me?" Thea demanded.
"Exactly where you should have been right now, at school," Sara said.
"You're not my mother," Thea muttered. "I swear, you're acting just like your sister, and you didn't like it when she ruined your fun. Remember that party?"
"Maybe Laurel was right, maybe she should have done it more often so I didn't end up getting on that ship," Sara said. "You saw that guy back there, and you saw what happened to him. I don't want it to happen to you!"
Sara stared forward for a moment. She had to do the right thing. Trying to treat Thea with kid's gloves obviously wasn't working.
"I can quit at any time," Thea said.
"Prove it by quitting now then," Sara said, her voice as cold as the Arctic breeze.
Sara wanted to punch something. She returned Thea to school. Whether or not she went to class, that was another matter entirely. She moved past the door leading to her temporary base of operations. She was going to have to get a better base of operations in the future, but this would do for right now.
The sight which greeted her when she stepped inside was Cassandra and Laurel locked into an intense sparring session. The scars covering Cassandra's lower back was proof of her upbringing, and also her tenacity.
"Higher," Cass said.
Laurel tried to go for a punch, but Cass blocked it. She swept Laurel's legs out from underneath her and dropped her down to the ground with one fluid motion.
'I swear, my ass is going to leave a permanent imprint on the ground,' she thought. 'And kicking my ass seems to run in that family.'
"Let's try that again," Laurel said. She staggered to a standing position and rubbed her lower back.
Sara walked right past them, shrugged off her jacket, and started hammering heavily at a bag. Her eyes glazed over with an intense look. Sara hammered it harder and harder. Her hand caused the bag to sway and swagger, almost being knocked back against the wall where it collided against it. She gritted down on her teeth and kept punching away at him.
"What the hell is going on?" Laurel asked.
"It's Thea," Sara said. She knocked the bag off of the chain and caused it to fly into the wall. "She's being…well she's being an entitled little brat!"
Laurel leaned over and placed a hand on top of Sara's shoulder. She gave it a squeeze in response.
"She's just being difficult, doing all of these stupid things," Sara said. "She's skipping school, I saw her go off to buy drugs, she's being a snarky little…."
Sara took a deep breath and counted to ten. She must not lose it. Losing it lead to bad things, and Sara allowed Laurel to catch a glimpse of that side of her, and she hated that happened. Sara's face clutched within her hands and she mentally started to count to ten.
"I wasn't that bad," Sara said. "Was I?"
"No," Laurel said simply. "Granted, you had your stages of rebellion but…"
Laurel trailed off and had lost all thought of what she was going to say. She returned to the topic at hand.
"Thea had to go through losing her brother all over again," Laurel said. "She found an outlet like I did. Only her outlet wasn't exactly what you called constructive."
Sara snorted. Understatement of the century to be perfectly honest, given how she was after some pretty hard shit.
"I'm going to have to talk to Moira about this, even though I can't believe she doesn't know what her daughter's up to," Sara said. "I never liked it when you did that…when you told my parents when I was up to no good….and yes, I understand you only did that for my own good…still didn't stop me from hating it."
Sara leaned back and brushed her hair away from her face. Every single moment she thought about what needed to be done, it was getting harder to keep her head.
"I saw a guy around Thea's age, a little bit older, who was buying whatever those people were selling," Sara said. "He looked like he would do anything to give a fix….I'm going to have to put a stop to those people….tonight…"
Sara needed some kind of outlet to work out her frustrations. Putting arrows through the heads of these bastards who were peddling drugs seemed to be a good outlet. They might not be on her list, but Sara would find room for them.
"If you saw this guy, you would be sick to your stomach," Sara said. "And they just didn't care, they knocked him out and dragged him off like he was trash. He didn't have money. Therefore, they no longer gave a fuck.'
Laurel had a pretty good idea this wasn't good, but she could also see her sister was looking for an excuse to go out and start busting some heads. She tightened the grip on Sara's shoulder and looked at her.
"You need to calm down, keep a clear head," Laurel said. "Talk to Dad…..mention you saw Thea going into that place. It's just...worry about other things….."
Sara looked towards Laurel who wrapped her arm around her sister's shoulders.
"And Thea will come around," Laurel added. 'I just hope she does before there's a shock which….destroys her."
Laurel gripped her sister's hair and leaned closer towards her. The two of them almost came nose to nose with each other.
"And if you need something…to ease off the stress, I'm here," Laurel said. "Take me in any way you want, if you think it's right."
"That wasn't a onetime thing, was it?" Sara asked.
Now, it was Laurel's turn to smile.
"No," Laurel said. "Why don't you give your big sister a kiss?"
Sara leaned forward and met lip to lip with her sister. Their tongues intertwined with each other, and they latched lip to lip with each other. Both tried to gain an advantage, an underhand, but Sara proved once again.
"You thought you could get on top of me, but you're perfect on the bottom," Sara said.
She gave her sister another kiss. Cass decided it was the perfect time to slip out, and leave this moment of sisterly bodying to go undistracted.
Laurel landed against a small bed off to the side, her shorts being pulled down her lower body. Sara stopped and looked back at her older sister with a devious little smirk spreading over her face.
"So, did you say I can take out my frustrations on you in any way I want?"
Laurel never felt such a glorious combination of anticipation and fear at the look of lust dancing through her baby sister's eyes.
'Oh God, what have you gotten yourself into.'
Sara gazed upon Laurel's most forbidden hole. She thought about it for the longest time, and after teasing it last time, she would take it. She stuck her tongue inside and started to lick Laurel's puckered hole.
Laurel closed her eyes, unable to believe what Sara was doing to her, and hating herself for thinking it felt so good. Every swipe, every swirl, every single time the tongue brushed inside her.
"Sara!" Laurel yelled.
"Don't worry," Sara said with a smile crossing her face. "I'm going to get it nice and wet so I can fuck it….I have something special for you, Laurel. I know you've always been curious to how it felt."
Laurel braced herself from anticipation. The thought of anal with her sister never crossed her mind, but the lack of imagination would not stop her. Sara saturated Laurel's puckered little hole with stick. It was well lubed and ready for intrusion.
Sara reached underneath the bench and pulled out a nice little box. She slid off her pants, and panties, exposing her bare lower half. She strapped the black belt around her.
Laurel bugged out her eyes at the sight of the fake phallus hanging between Sara's legs. It was the most convincing thing she had ever seen, during her research, for purposes of science.
"Where did you get something like that?" Laurel asked.
"I have connections," Sara said. "Why don't you be a good big sister and show your little sister all of your love? Then I'll stick it in your ass."
Laurel descended to her knees without any warning. She took the hard phallus into her mouth and pumped it. It started to reach and grow just like a real cock might. Laurel eyed it and took her tongue around it. It even tasted pretty real.
She popped the first few inches of the cock into her mouth, and placed her hands behind Sara. She cupped the ass of her younger sister and pushed down a few inches, pushing the hard cock into her mouth. Laurel bobbed down a few inches, and stuck it deep into the back of her throat. She hummed hard around the manhood when it pushed further into her throat.
Sara closed her eyes. She could feel Laurel's warm mouth sending pleasurable jolts around her body. The synthetic cock attached itself to her nerve centers just as acted. It functioned as a real male penis did, which would give anyone who was bi-sexual the full experience if they just wanted to settle for one partner.
Given Sara's circumstances, that was not something she could settle her.
"Suck," Sara said. "Harder."
Laurel kept hammering away the throbbing hard phallus in her mouth. She wondered if Sara would cum in her mouth. Would this not so little thing have any limitations?
"It's experimental technology," Sara said. "And it cums just as I would…..but enough science, and more sucking."
Laurel wondered how Sara got into her head. It didn't really matter when her baby sister face fucked her. Laurel put her hands on Sara's meaty ass and squeezed it. She wondered if she would have a chance to fuck it.
"I know what you want, but you're going to have to work to up to that," Sara said. "I've only let two other women fuck my ass."
It was the holy grail in Sara's completely biased opinion. Regardless, she looked down at her sister, accepting this gift into her mouth. And soon she would accept another gift.
Sara fired her cum down Laurel's throat. The synthetic cock did it's jump in channeling her cum into a flood.
It wasn't advanced enough to allow for impregnation, which was fine because Sara didn't need that kind of drama in her life right now. She sank cock first into the back of Laurel's warm throat and rode out the orgasm.
Laurel pulled off of her and came off to the side of the big cock flapping in her face. Sara motioned for Laurel to get up on the bed and so she did.
"Your ass is mine," Sara said. "I bet all the times I said that, you never thought I would take it so literally."
One fake cock was hardened and ready to go, and really only one place where it could go. Sara lined herself up for Laurel's tightened little hole and pushed a little bit further into her. Her asshole spread for Sara when she sank inside of it.
"SARA!" Laurel yelled. "It's really big."
"Well, you haven't been properly broken it yet," Sara said. "Don't worry….just relax, it will be a lot easier when you just relax."
Laurel relaxed with Sara pushing further into her tight anal core. Every push of her brought Laurel's nerve endings to a heightened amount of awareness and Sara persisted in hammering Laurel in her tightened, tasty hole.
"Just relax, baby," Sara said. "Yes, that's it. It feels so good to be fucked in your ass, doesn't it?"
"Yes…it does!" Laurel yelled.
Sara's fingers danced against her outer lips and took a moment to shift in the general direction of her clit. Laurel's breathing increased when Sara's fingertip brushed against the heightened cluster of nerve endings to increase her pleasure.
"Does that make you feel good?" Sara asked.
"Yes," Laurel whimpered. "Yes, it does."
Sara smiled. She spent a lot of time studying the points which bring a person pleasure along with pain. Her finger brushed from Laurel's clit all the way to her belly button and she hit it with just enough force to get her hips thrusting.
Laurel could not believe the passion Sara was bringing her. She might have offered Sara herself (and more importantly her ass) to vent some of the frustration she was feeling. But, it was so really amazing. Never in a million years did she expect this.
She entered a state of pure undulated bliss, better than anything she ever felt.
Sara continued to pick up the pace inside her sister's tight asshole. Every single stroke brought her closure to an amazing climax. She closed her eyes and just allowed the pleasure to flow completely through her. It was almost there, she was so close, she could feel it.
"Thank you," Sara said.
She lost herself in Laurel's ass and fucked it hard. The force of her juices spilling into Laurel's ass made the older sister cum as well.
Both of them shared this magic, as Sara pulled back, having taken Laurel's anal virginity. She would sample the tasty juices coming from her pussy as well.
Laurel was almost numb after that orgasm. Sara's tongue brought her back to life and the dance continued anew.
Thea inclined her head with a sheepish little smile on her face. She really could be very harsh on her friends at times. They were just looking out for her. Despite everything, they had her best interests in mind and Thea could hardly fault them for that.
She held up a brown bag and pulled out the item in question. Her friends chipped in and hooked up Thea with the item which Sara pulled her away from getting.
'I don't give a damn whether or not you're hot, Sara,' Thea thought. 'I need this, this is supposed to be the best high ever.'
Thea closed her eyes and thought about Sara punishing her in a different, more pleasurable way, then giving her a lecture. After all, she was a bad girl who deserved to be punished.
'No one has any idea what I'm going through,' Thea said. 'But enough feeling bummed out, when I can just fly high.'
Thea took drug, Vertigo. Her entire world spun, and bliss flew through her body. She walked out of the door and felt like she was walking on air.
'I can do anything, I can face anything, there's nothing that I can stop me!'
All fear had been removed from her body with that one small dose of Vertigo. She wondered what another dose could do, or a larger dose. Thea Queen could take all of the world or do.
All thoughts of Sara's disapproval or anyone else….hell Thea might drive down to Sara's house, and tell her there wasn't nothing to worry about. She was perfectly fine.
Thea slipped into the front seat of her Porsche. She stopped and buckled up, before slamming on the gas and flying out into the streets.
She could go faster, really make her car fly as high as she could. The entire world swirled around her.
Her joy ride skidded to a complete stop in the back of a cop car. Thea whipped back, held into place by her seat belt. Her heart raced, the ultimate thrill ride having finished.
The thrill ride skidded to a stop with a very disapproving Quentin Lance staring at her from the other side of a glass window. Thea shook her head, and realizes she was downtown. She had one of the worst headaches ever, worse than any hangovers.
The sound of raindrops might as well have been thunder.
To Be Continued.
So, we get formally introduced to Felicity in this chapter. After a couple of small cameos. Despite some missteps with her character in Season Three and Four, I don't mind Felicity. Unless, there's romantic drama involved...but that delves into shipping, and if I know anything, there are three topics you don't talk about, if you don't want a flame war. Politics, religion, and fandom shipping.
But, onto less polarizing topics, we have Thea Queen, who is not in a good state of mind. And she has the same justification of every single addict which ever addicted. Oh, I can stop at any time, oh that won't happen to me. I'm sure you may have met people like this, and it's frustrating. And she's trying to justify her behavior.
Onto to happier notes….a version of Kara in this universe exists, although she's more Superwoman than Supergirl, and the only Kryptonian survivor on Arrowverse Earth Prime. And she's under the name Karen Starr, so there's that, and she's a billionaire tech genius on this world. And part of the reason why Sara's been getting some very interesting toys, but we'll flesh out that connection later.
That sisterly bonding would have ended the chapter, if we didn't have Thea's joy ride where she reaches a high high, and crashes down with a low-low.
Until Tuesday.