Supergirl reasserts her authority.
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216@yahoo.com
Convinced he can still take her, Superman receives another terrible beating.

Superman felt totally ashamed for losing the battle with Supergirl. His
massive male frame was much larger then her slender feminine body. And
his muscular arms were huge compared to her smaller female limbs. He had
years of fighting experience behind him, while she hardly had any. With
all these advantages, he should have been able to handle her with ease.
But that's not the way it played out. She easily beat him senseless, and
made him look like a complete fool. And the worse part was, winning their
battle of the sexes, had turned her into a domineering little bitch with
an unquenchable thirst for oral sex. He had to regain his confidence and
defeat her. Or he was destined to be her sex toy and play thing for as
long as she desired. That was a life he didn't care to live.

Superman forgot his problems with Supergirl for the time being. He had to
report to Kara at nine o'clock and give her the details of his street
patrol. She had a tendency to be very cruel if he didn't show up on time.
So he must not be late. Superman climbed through her window at the
appointed time. "Ahhh, punctual as always wimp. You've learned your
lesson well. What do you have to r eport?" She asked. "I stopped a man
from robbing and raping a woman in an alley, and delivered him to the
police station." He replied. "Excellent. I believe crime in Metropolis is
on the decline, thanks to you and I." She said with a smile. "Any other
activity?" "No Kara. That's it." He answered. "Very well. You're
dismissed." She said as she turned her back on him. "Yes Kara. He said as
he flew out the window with his invincible body shaking with rage.

She acts so God damn high and mighty. Superman said to himself. Like a
Queen sitting on her throne, dismissing her subjects like she doesn't
deem them worthy of her attention. She's not the savior this Planet needs
to guard it's safety. She has to be stopped, before she turns to the dark
side. There's a very fine line between super heroine and super villain,
and she's dangerously close to crossing it. I have to force her to see
she is heading down the wrong path. If she doesn't change her actions and
straighten out her selfish attitude, her heart will turn as black as
coal. I must save her from herself. Despite everything that has happened,
I still love her. Kara is family, and family takes care of their own. I
have no other choice. She needs a lesson in humility, and I'm the only
one capable of giving it to her. Our very lives hang in the balance of
our rematch. I must be victorious, or we both are doomed.

Kara was evilly smiling when Superman flew out her window. She simply
adored flaunting her superiority over her wimpy cousin. The sad look on
his face when she treated him like a puppet instead of a man, was
absolutely priceless. It made her gorgeous female body tingle all over.
In fact, she was sorry now that she dismissed him so quickly. Sexual
urges were rapidly building up in her feminine loins. Oh well, she said
to herself. There will be plenty of opportunities to satisfy my sexual
desires. Besides, tomorrow is a school day, and it's already getting
late. Kara turned off her light and slipped into bed. She closed her
beautiful blue eyes, and entertained thoughts of covering Superman's face
with her sweet golden mound. She was purring like a kitten when she
nodded off.

Every day Kara was at school, Superman forced himself to follow a
vigorous training schedule. He had to be at his fighting peak when he
faced off against his cousin. She had proven beyond a shadow of a doubt
that she was a very dangerous adversary. So he had to be ready for
anything she threw at him. He suffered through her demeaning orders while
he built himself up. He had to succeed, or his life was over. Which he
felt was ironic. He was Superman. The man of steel. Guardian of Planet
Earth. The super hero that had defeated countless super villains, stopped
numerous terrorists attacks around the world, and deflected hundreds of
life ending meteors from impacting the Earth. Now, he was furiously
training to defeat a teenage female barely half his size. Sometimes, life
never made any sense.

A few months later on a Saturday morning, Superman felt he was ready. The
vigarious training he had just completed had done wonders for his already
impressive body. His massive arms had grown at least two inches in size.
And he had added nine pounds of solid muscle to his masculine frame. It
was time to straighten Kara out, and turn her back into the sweet teenage
girl she used to be. Once he had gained back control of their
relationship, he could return to b eing the super hero the world knew and
loved. He was slated to meet Supergirl in her Volcano Fortress that
afternoon. She undoubtedly wanted him there to service her sexual needs.
Well today, she was in for a big surprise. The Fortress was the perfect
place to face her down and take over. The opportunity shouldn't be
wasted.

Kara was standing in her Fortress, impatiently tapping her red booted
right foot. She was absolutely furious with Kal'el. Her arms were crossed
over her ample breasts, and there was an angry scowl on her pretty face.
Superman was late, and she was pissed. That little wimp knows better then
to blatantly disregard my orders. She said to herself. I'm going to
severely punish him for pulling this idiotic stunt. He knows his place,
and he should have been smart enough to remain in it. When I'm through
with that pathetic little weakling, this sort of thing will never enter
his retarded brain again. Moronic males have to be kept on a short leash.
If you give them an inch, they will invariably try to take a mile. I will
not tolerate disobedience. He will learn that fact or else. That boys ass
is mine.

Superman flew down the Crater opening, fifteen minutes late of his
appointed time. As soon as his feet hit the floor, Supergirl started in.
"You're late boy. As soon as you take care of my sexual needs, I'm going
to punish you for disobeying my orders. No pitiful excuse will be
accepted for your tardiness. Now get your worthless ass over here and lie
down on your back." She commanded. "Not today Kara. I'm through following
your orders." He said as he stood there proudly. "What did you just say
to me?" She asked astonished. "I said it's over Kara. Your reign as the
one in charg e of our relationship ends today. I'm taking back my
rightful place as the head of this family. You can agree with me and come
peacefully, or I'll force you to accept it. Either way, you will no
longer be controlling our lives." He stated.

Kara stood there grinning. "Are you trying to tell me you somehow grew a
backbone little boy? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in
my life. You're a pussy Kal'el. You always have been, and you always will
be. The next time you open your big mouth, yes Kara, you're the boss,
better be the words I hear coming out of it. Other wise, I'm going to
give you a worse beating then the one I gave you before. You can't stand
up to me wimp. Your puny male muscles don't even come close to matching
the power I have in my female arms. I'm way to much woman for you to
handle. So take my advice. Shut your big mouth, before I shut it for you.
Now mind me and lay your ass down on the floor. Or I'll put you down
there myself. She threatened.

"ARE YOU GOING TO TALK OR FIGHT! I'M SICK AND TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR
OVER CONFIDENT MOUTH! SO PUT UP OR SHUT UP!" He screamed. "Your wish is
my command pansy ass. If you want another brutal beating, then I'll be
more then happy to oblige you. I'm going to skin you alive boy, and put
you back in your place where you belong. When you're crawling at my feet
begging and pleading, don't say I didn't warn you. You had your chance to
bow out gracefully without receiving to much pain, but you were to stupid
to accept my generous offer. You foolish males are all alike. Just
because you're older, bigger, more muscular, and a MALE, you think a
female doesn't stand a chance of defeating you. But we always prove you
wrong. The n you lie around and whine about how it shouldn't have been
possible. Well trust me Supersissy. It's more then possible, it's a fact.
Now come here and get your beating." She ordered.

Superman decided there was no since in wasting any time. He stepped up
and threw a hard right cross at her beautiful face, to shut her running
mouth for good. Supergirl simply blocked it, and tagged him with a right
cross of her own. "SMACK!" The punch busted his lips, and sent him
stumbling back. She followed after him. When he had control of his
balance again, he tried a right hook with mean intentions. Kara slapped
that one away as well, and clipped him on the chin. "SMACK!" Again he
staggered back, with her in close pursuit. This time he let loose with a
one two combination. They too were batted aside like it was child's play.
"SMACK!..SMACK!" Her two punches landed with authority, causing pain to
shoot through both of his eyes. Superman was backpedalling again, with
her walking him down and taunting his futile efforts.

"You really are pathetic at this weakling. I don't know why you even
bother to challenge me." Not letting his inadequacy so far detour him,
Superman threw a straight right at her perky nose. Kara slightly moved
her head to the right, and the thunderous punch sailed harmlessly by.
"SMACK!" Her solid right mashed his nose to his face, and sent him
reeling back once more. Smiling at the fun she was having, Kara casually
strolled after him. When he was able to right himself, Superman launched
a powerful right at her stomach. Kara saw the punch coming, and tightened
her solid abs. "THUD!" The devastating punch bounced off and didn't hurt
her one bit. "Is that all you've got pussy?" She aske d grinning. "That
feeble punch was absolutely pathetic. Maybe what you need is a
demonstration on how to punch properly" She told him.

Supergirl blasted him in the mid section with a pile driving right.
"THUD!" He wasn't prepared for it like she had been.
"OOOUUUFFFFFFFFFFFF!" The air escaped his lungs in a hurry. He grabbed
his sore stomach with both hands, while his buckled knees turned in
towards each other. Kara didn't waste the opportunity he presented her.
"SMACK!" Her solid left ripped into his jaw, dumping him in the floor at
her feet. Kara planted her left foot on the side of his head and pinned
him to the floor. Then she placed her doubled up fists on her shapely
hips, and looked down at him with contempt. "Stay down wimp. If you obey
me right now, your punishment will not be as harsh. If you attempt to get
up, I will not be held responsible for my actions. Choose wisely boy" She
warned.

It's happening again. He said to himself. She's handling me as easy as
she would a child, and making a complete fool out of me. NO! He chided
himself. Don't start thinking like a loser. If you let doubt cloud your
mind, you've already lost the battle. You can take her. Your muscular
body is in the best shape of it's life. Be a man. She's only a teenage
girl. You're twice her size, and her female muscles are dwarfed by your
massive arms. Get up and change your destiny. The pep talk he gave
himself worked wonders. Superman pushed himself up and raised his mighty
fists to do battle. Kara removed her foot and shook her pretty head. "Bad
choice Supersissy. Your stubbornness is only going to get you beaten to a
pulp. But since you can't seem to wrap your thick head around that fact,
I guess I'll ha ve to prove it to you. She threatened. Kara raised her
hard punching fists and faced him.

Feeling much better about his chances, Superman fired a heavy handed
right with confidence. Supergirl casually caught his mighty fist with her
left hand and began to squeeze. The man of steel was moaning in pain
because of the crushing grip she had on his fist. With his attention
diverted, Kara jolted his chin with a wrecking ball uppercut. "CRRRACKK!"
Superman sailed about fifty yards through the air, before he crash landed
near the far wall. When he gained his feet, she was right in front of
him. With anger filling his solid frame, he threw a mountain breaking
right at her smiling mouth. Kara stepped to her left, and grabbed his
wrist as it went by. In one easy motion, she spun him around, wrenched
his arm up his back in a tight hammerlock, and took hold of his left
shoulder with her left hand. She had him right where she wanted him.

Using his arm and shoulder for leverage, she picked him up and held him
parallel to the floor. Before he knew what was happening, she twirled
around and slammed his head into the rock wall. Her magnificent female
strength, drove him through the wall to his waist. With only his butt and
kicking legs sticking out, Kara lost control and began laughing
hysterically. "I wish I had a camera weakling. You look hilarious with
only your butt and legs sticking out of the wall. This would be one of
those life's embarrassing moments cousin. It's a shame you can't see
yourself." She told him giggling. When she was finally able to get
herself under control, Kara went back to teaching Superman a lesson for
disobeying her.

Getting a strong grip on his right boot, Supergirl yanked him out of the
wall and turned in a fast circle. "SLAM!" His back and head was rammed
into the wall. As soon as he hit, she spun him back the other direction.
"SLAM!" His face and chest met the wall behind her. Delighted with her
little game, Supergirl continued swinging him back and forth at a very
brisk pace. "SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!..SLAM!" The poor man was
helpless in her steel grip. Deciding to move on, she changed directions
and threw him into the floor on his back. "SLAM!" Superman lie there,
dizzy and disoriented. He had no idea where he was at, or what she was
about to do to him. But he would soon find out. Because Kara was
immensely enjoying herself.

Kara casually reached down and picked up his legs, like she was picking
up the morning newspaper. She tied his legs up with her gorgeous limbs in
a figure four leg lock, and sat down on the floor like she was settling
into her easy chair to read that newspaper. Then she leaned back on her
hands and poured pressure to her wrestling hold. "AAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Superman came out of his stupor and screamed in pain. "Ohhh, does that
hurt?" She asked giggling. He reached for her legs to try and break her
hold, and was rewarded with another burst of power from her strong,
muscular legs. "AAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He screamed again and was close
to tears. "LET ME GO! PLEASE KARA! LET ME GO! I CAN'T TAKE IT! STOP!
PLEASE STOP!" He pitifully whimpered. "Is your voice changing Supersissy?
Are you going through puberty again? Because you sound just like a
frightened little girl when you scream." She taunted the whimpering man.

"OH GOD! LET ME GO! PLEASE KARA! YOU'RE BREAKING MY LEGS! IT HURTS! OH
GOD! IT HURTS! HAVE MERCY! PLEASE KARA! HAVE MERCY!" He pleaded. "Well,
you are very good at begging wimp. I'll give you that. But I'm rather
comfortable sitting here, and I'm not sure I'm ready to get up. So hang
in there for a while and keep quiet. "PLEASE KAR"..
"AAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" That's all he got out of his mouth, before she
gave him another jolt of power. "I told you to shut your big mouth boy.
You're disturbing my peace and quiet. Now obey me." She scolded. Superman
sat there whimpering, while she lie back and sighed. "Isn't this nice
cousin. Just you and I and complete silence. We must do this more often."
She said smiling. Superman didn't utter a word. "Well, I guess I should
get up and continue your beating. God knows you deserve it." She said as
she untangled their legs. Superman sat there trying to rub some feeling
back into them, while she stood over him.

"I haven't got all day. I'm not done with you you pathetic little
weakling. Now get on your feet and raise those puny male arms of yours."
She ordered. Superman rolled to his hands and knees and finally made it
to his feet. He was clearly hobbling on his injured legs when he turned
to face her. "That's better. Now show me your worthless offense boy.
Let's see if you can at least land one punch before I take you apart with
my unbeatable female muscles." Superman waded in with everything he had.
But his painful legs made it hard for him to maintain his balance while
swinging his muscle laden arms. His pitiful attack was clumsy at best.
Kara barely had to move to avoid his awkward punches. She laughed right
in his face.

"Some Super hero you are." She said as she easily evaded his huge right
fist. "Ive seen school children fighting on an Elementary school ground
with better fighting skills then you're showing." Another pitiful swing
was dodged by the beautiful female warrior. "I think you should remove
your costume and put on a diaper and pink bonnet. Because you're flailing
around like a chubby little baby." She taunted while she eluded his slow
left hook. "Hey! That's it! I just thought of how I'm going to punish you
for daring to challenge my authority. After I finish beating you to a
pulp, I'm going to give you a good spanking. That should make you think
twice before you attempt another coup. Boy, are you going to be
completely humiliated by the time I'm through with you." She said
grinning.

Visions filled his mind of his younger and much smaller FEMALE cousin
paddling his bare ass. That degrading and embarrassing experience must be
avoided at all cost. He would be thoroughly disgraced if she were allowed
to follow through with her evil plan. Kara had to be stopped. Motivated
by his fear, Superman leaped in with both of his massive arms pumping
away. Punch after punch was thrown at the female gladiator, in the hopes
that something would connect and help him escape the nightmare he was in.
But his determination and prayers, did not equal his opponents skill and
speed. He was simply outclassed and over matched by the beautiful females
fighting prowess. His quest to save himself from complete humiliation,
was doomed to fail. The poor man didn't have a chance in hell of
succeeding.

After avoiding his crazed attack for several minutes, Supergirl decided
to take charge. Easily blocking his next hard thrown right, she opened
her potent offense and battered Superman around the roo m like he was her
bitch. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His solid abs were
destroyed in seconds, and his manly face was changing shape with each
pile driving punch she landed. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..CRACK!"
She gave him no respite. Superman was stumbling around like an inebriated
drunk. His mighty arms were soon hanging useless at his sides, leaving
him completely defenseless against her barrage of accurate punches. She
guided him across the room with her hard female fists like a remote
control toy. Kara stopped pummeling him to access the situation. Kal'el
was weaving back and forth, barely able to stay on his feet. His swollen
eyes were glassy and unfocused, and he had no idea where he was at. The
man was nearly out on his feet, and totally helpless.

Kara curled her strong fingers in his costume to hold him up, and keep
the nearly unconscious man from collapsing. "You are absolutely the worst
fighter I've ever faced in my life. I could whip your ass with one arm
tied behind my back and my eyes closed. Your offense is simply pitiful,
and your defense is non existent. After watching the miserable display
you just put on, I'm absolutely certain an Earth female could easily beat
you senseless without any problem. Because you my little pussy, are
simply a pathetic weakling. I'm going to put you to sleep now, so I can
set up the arrangements for your punishment without being interrupted."
Kara drew back her right fist, and blasted his chin with a dynamite
exploding uppercut. "CRRRACKK!" Superman was out cold before he landed at
her feet. Kara placed her right foot on the side of his head, and looked
down at his severely swollen and battered face.

"I win again pansy ass. Yo ur puny male muscles are simply no match for
my superior female strength. I warned you about trying to challenge my
authority. But you hard headed males never listen. You always think
because you're older, bigger, more muscular, and a MALE, that you
couldn't possibility lose to a female. But we prove you wrong every time.
Your stupidity is the reason you received this terrible beating. Maybe
I've scrambled your foolish brain enough to help you make smarter
decisions in the future. But I wouldn't bet the farm on it. You idiotic
males never seem to learn." Kara dragged his unconscious body over near
the stone table, and stripped the beaten man until he was completely
bare.

She placed his spandex like top on the seat of her stone chair, and his
bottom half over the back of it. She didn't want to get her smooth,
flawless skin all dusty. Then she spread out his cape below her chair,
and laid her sleeping cousin's body on it. After everything was situated
to her satisfaction, she stood on his cape and removed her own costume.
In mere seconds, her glorious female body was naked. She lifted Kal'el
up, and shook his lifeless body until she heard him stir. "You've been a
very bad boy Kal'el. Coming up with this ridiculous plan of yours was not
very smart. So I'm going to paddle your bare ass for being dumb enough to
attempt it." Superman began to feebly struggle when he heard those
terrifying words. Kara just shook her pretty head. "You just don't learn
do you weakling?"

She wrapped her strong arms around his large body, trapping his massive
arms at his sides. Then she squeezed him in her tightly held bear hug.
Superman's struggles became weaker and weaker with each passing second.
Finally, the e normous pressure she was putting on his battered body,
forced the air from his lungs. He passed out and fell limp in her grasp.
Kara smiled when she loosened her grip, and saw two trickles of blood
streaming down his chest. Being in close quarters to his naked male
frame, had caused amorous feelings to invade her feminine body. Her
harder then steel pink nipples had punctured his invincible skin like two
titanium drills. Slinging him over her shoulder, she carried him over to
the chair.

Kara sat down on his top, and laid his unconscious body over her lap. She
took his left arm and shoved it under her perfectly shaped ass, to pin it
down and keep it out of her way. Then she bent his right arm over the
back of his neck, and firmly held it there with her strong left hand.
Ready to administer his well deserved punishment, she slapped the back of
his head until he came to his senses. "You must obey me at all times
Kal'el. I am the boss. You better accept that fact weakling, because I am
far superior to you in every way. Now I'm going to punish you for being
stupid enough to challenge my authority. Hopefully this spanking you're
about to receive, will remind you to remain in your place. You can't take
me you little wimp. Remember that the next time an idiotic thought enters
your foolish male brain. Now be a good boy and hold still for me." She
told her defeated cousin.

Tears were already forming in Superman's eyes because of the shame he
felt. "Please Kara. Don't do this. I'm begging you. Don't humiliate me by
treating me like a child. I'll follow your orders from now on. And I'll
never question your authority again. Just don't spank me. Please, please,
I'm begging you Kara." The sobbing sup er hero pleaded. "Sorry
Supersissy. You need to be taught a lesson. I told you I would not
tolerate any disobedience. But you didn't listen. So I have to make sure
it never happens again. You brought this on yourself cousin. Now shut
your whining mouth and hold still." She replied. Superman broke down and
sobbed like a frightened little child. "Crying is not going to help you
boy. I expect you'll be doing a lot of that before I'm thorough paddling
your ass. So lets get started." She said as she raised her right hand.

"WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Her hand rose and fell
like an unstoppable machine. Superman wailed like a banshee from the
awful pain he felt. His bare ass turned bright red in mere seconds from
her resounding slaps. His legs and feet were kicking up a storm, while he
lie across her lap and cried his eyes out. "WHACK!" "YOU WILL MIND ME
BOY!" "WHACK!" "MY COMMANDS MUST BE CARRIED OUT IMMEDIATELY!" "WHACK!"
"MY AUTHORITY MUST NEVER BE QUESTIONED!" "WHACK!" "YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT
TO OBEY ME!" "WHACK!" "BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT MAN ENOUGH TO DEFEAT ME!"
"WHACK!" "YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A PATHETIC LITTLE WEAKLING!" "WHACK!" "SO
STAY IN YOUR PLACE WHERE YOU BELONG!" "WHACK!" "I AM THE BOSS!" "WHACK!"
"IS THAT CLEAR?" "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!"

When Kara finally stopped spanking him, tears were falling from his eyes
like two roaring waterfalls. A large puddle was forming below his face on
the stone floor. "Have you learned your lesson wimp? Or should I continue
to spank your red, raw ass until you can't take it anymore?" She asked
her pitifully sobbing cousin. "Yes.. K.Kara. I've learned.. my..
l.lesson. I'll.. be.. good.. fr.from.. now.. on. I.. sw.swe ar. Please..
don't.. sp.sp.spank.. me.. anymore. You.. win.. K.Kara. You're.. the..
b.boss. Please.. st.stop. You.. win." He whined. "That's better. If you
force me to repeat this little episode, the spanking I just gave you will
seem like a party compared to what I will do to you. The next time I'll
use a belt and strap your ass until it bleeds. Am I making myself clear?"
She asked sternly. "Yes.. Kara. I'll.. behave. You're.. the.. boss." He
said whimpering. "Good boy." She said grinning.

Supergirl rolled him off of her lap, and helped him to his knees in front
of her. She cupped his chin in her hand, and looked into his swollen
teary eyes. "Due to the condition of your sore ass, I'll not make you lie
down. You may service me right here on your knees. Let me remind you,
that doing a piss poor job will be very bad for your health. So I suggest
you do your absolute best to satisfy me. Is that understood boy?" She
asked in a threatening tone. "Yes Kara. I'll not disappoint you." He
replied submissively. "You better not wimp. I'm not in the mood." She
warned. "Now work your magic so I can release the urges building up
inside of me." She threw her fantastic legs over his shoulders, and
pulled his battered face into her curly blond mound. "You may begin." She
commanded.

Superman feverishly worked his lapping tongue like a well lubricated
firing piston. The moaning sounds he heard escaping her pouted lips, told
him he was pleasing his domineering mistress with his efforts.
Overwhelming relief washed over him, grateful in the fact that he had
saved himself from another severe beating. Sighing contentedly, he shoved
his face against her as hard as he could and increased his speed. A f ew
seconds later, his face was covered with her feminine juices. Knowing
from previous experience that she expected many more orgasms, he
continued lapping like an obedient puppy. Three more times, his face was
drenched from her creamy orgasms. When Kara tightened her grip on the
back of his head, he instinctively knew she desired one more sensational
orgasm. He immediately obeyed.

Kal'el's performance was working wonders. The pressure that had built up
in her loins, was slowly being expelled with each delicious orgasm he
gave her. He had learned his job well. Wave after wave of sweet ecstasy
filled her well developed body with extreme pleasure. His invincible
tongue rubbing against her clit while he plunged it deep inside of her,
was pure delight. Kara threw her head back and screamed with passion. The
first through the fourth exploding orgasms, nearly left her spent. But
she had to have that final mind blowing orgasm that would take her to the
top of the mountain. She increased the pressure on the back of his head,
and patiently waited for it to rip through her like a guided missile. She
wasn't disappointed. By the time she descended from the great heights it
took her, she wasn't sure she could stand on her trembling legs without
collapsing.

"That was outstanding Kal'el. You're becoming an expert at eating pussy.
I believe I'll keep you around for a while." She said breathing heavily.
Superman bowed his head in shame, and listened without uttering a word.
Not being man enough to stop her from using him anyway she pleased, was
eating away at his soul. The thought that he was destined to be her sex
toy and play thing for the rest of his life, filled his magnificent male
body wi th sorrow. But what choice did he have. Regardless of the fact
that she was smaller in stature and a young female, her fighting skills
far surpassed his own. The two senseless beatings she had given him, was
undeniable proof of her superiority. And the humiliating spanking she
forced him to accept, had completely broken his spirit. He was nothing
but a slave to the domineering teenager, and there wasn't a damn thing he
could do to change that. He felt like crying again.

Kara tiptoed to the stream and washed herself off. Then she turned to her
cousin and spoke with authority. "Clean yourself up and get out wimp. I
need to relax and regain my strength. I expect you to be in my room at
nine o'clock tonight with your street patrol report. Don't be late. I'm
positive you couldn't handle another brutal beating before you have a
chance to heal. So heed my warning and do as you're told. Now beat it."
"Yes Kara. What ever you say." He passively said as he walked to the
stream. Supergirl snatched his top and bottom off of the chair and threw
them on the floor next to his cape. Then she slipped on her panties and
sat down, while propping her bare feet up on the table. Neither she nor
Superman said a word while he dressed.

When he was finished, he turned and spoke to her before leaving. "I'll
see you at nine o'clock tonight Kara." "I know you will cousin. There's
not a speck of doubt in my mind. I'm absolutely sure you'll be on time
from now on. Because the thought of what I'll do to you if you disobey me
again, will probably make you piss your pants. Now get the hell out of my
sight." She ordered. "Yes Kara." He replied as he flew off. Supergirl
laid back and relaxed. That little wimp is completely terrified of me.
She said to herself. I'm sure he'll follow my orders without opening his
big mouth to protest from now on. The harsh spanking I gave him bent the
weaklings will to mine. I own him now, body and soul. Kara closed her
beautiful blue eyes, and thought of the many ways she could humiliate her
slave. An evil smile crossed her kissable lips.