Supergirl’s eyes opened quickly and she rose with a start, like she had just awoken from a nightmare even though she had been sleeping peacefully right up until the final moment.
“Where am…. Oh, Alex?!”
Alex could see the expression on Supergirl’s face. She had awoken with doubt, fear and concern on her mind.
“Hey, it’s over! You’re safe, back in your apartment,” Alex said, trying to calm her sister down.
“Over… but what happened?”
James, who had been in Kara’s kitchenette, joined the sisters, concern on his face.
“Oh thank god, you’re awake!” James said as he went to join Supergirl and Alex
“Did he… hurt you? How did you escape? How are you feeling?” James asked, eager for answers.
Supergirl seemed scared as she looked to her sister. But her fear was compounded when it seemed Alex was the bearer of bad news.
“I feel fine... but ....He? He who?” Supergirl asked in confusion.
James looked to Alex, hoping she would take on the responsibility to tell Supergirl what they knew. Alex though was also struggling to find the words and Supergirl could tell she was holding something back.
“Alex? Who had me?! How… how long was I out. How am I here? How long have I been sleeping!” Supergirl demanded.
“Kara, from the moment we started to lose comms with you until we found you, it had been six hours, and you’ve been here for another three…” Alex said, her tone gentle and low.
“Six… nine…?! Rao….. but… how? Why….?”
“Kara, we strongly believe you were ambushed by someone we know as Reactron. He’s heavily involved with slavery, particularly sex slaves… we thought he had taken you so he… well… god knows… but nothing good,” Alex explained.
“Re… Reactron….” Supergirl murmured as suddenly a weak echo of a memory began to resonate deep in the back of her mind.
In the background the TV had been on and the chatter there suddenly caught Supergirl’s ear.
“Now, we are getting some important news about a project the government has been working on, deciphering the Fort Rozz database files… of course, Lord Technologies has been at the forefront of that endeavour and we are hearing that they have uncovered some quite shocking information about none other than Supergirl…. Let’s get over to the press conference now and see what is about to be revealed…”
Supergirl spun around quickly to see what was on the TV, James also realising that something important was happening.
“Turn it up,” James asked of Alex who used the remote to raise the volume.
Maxwell Lord stood at his podium looking smug as the reporters jockeyed to get the best soundbites.
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. As you know Lord Technologies has been working tirelessly in order to decrypt what have been dubbed The Fort Rozz Files. For many years Earth has played host to that prison after it somehow escaped the Phantom Zone and crash landed here…”
“Oh no…. what is he going to say about me?” Kara thought.
Alex too dreaded what was to come, thoroughly convinced that what had just transpired was somehow going to tie in with Maxwell’s press statement. James too was also worried, though he had no idea what was about to happen.
“During our decryption process we attempted to prioritize subjects who might be in positions of power and influence within Earth’s society, and I am happy to say that while they are few those identities have been passed onto the authorities. Those in government or in positions of influence that may not have Earth’s interests at heart will not be so for much longer. However…..”
“Oh no… here it comes,” Alex groaned causing Supergirl’s heart to race.
After a dramatic pause, which Maxwell seemed to know would let his cronies at the news networks cue up the photos in their press briefings he resumed speaking.
“…. Yes. However. There is one subject who, according to the Master Jailer’s files, who is not so easy to tackle,”
“Rao… what… how?” Supergirl gasped.
“Jeez… Kara… I … wha…” James managed to get out, utterly confused by what he saw now appearing on screen.
“According to the records just recently decrypted by us we have learned that Supergirl was, until only a few years ago, imprisoned in stasis. Her many crimes by earth standards would be considered as extreme sexual deviancy. However, as Fort Rozz’s systems degraded over time it appears the stasis cell holding Supergirl, or ‘Kara Zee’ as she was formally known as eventually failed,”
“It… it’s not true! How can they say that’s true? I’ve been on Earth since I was … I was just a kid. I wasn't an adult in Fort Rozz!!” Supergirl protested, though Alex and James already knew what Lord was saying was a lie.
“Kara, can’t you see, either Lord is in on it… or he’s being set up to let this news out,” Alex responded despondently.
“Unfortunately it appears Kara Zee went on to repeat her past behavior on Earth as these captured files suggest. The timestamp data with these still images and the associated video show she was actively working in the sex industry until her alternate identity, Supergirl, began to appear, according to the records Catco Media have,” Maxwell explained.
“Those photos… were they taken… taken today? I don’t remember… I can’t remember anything!” Supergirl wondered aloud.
James put his hands atop his head in disbelief at what he was seeing, reading and hearing, “Jeez Kara. Those photos....”
“James,” Alex cut in, “we intercepted something that sounded like a subliminal feed targeting Supergirl’s mind. I know she looks relaxed, but she was not herself… this is a setup!”
“Oh Rao… I keep… having a sensation, like, I am missing something. Those photos… they can’t be everything… I … I just know,” Kara added.
James shook his head, “We can easily fix this, tell them it’s a lie. Alex, you’ve known Kara since you were kids. Hank knows the truth too, right?”
Alex closed her eyes, trying to read the chess pieces on the board, how they were moving and who might be behind the moves themselves. Was Maxwell Lord the King, or merely a pawn?
A reporter raised a hand and forced In a question as Maxwell paused for breath.
“How do you account for the delay in this Kara Zee apparently gaining her superpowers and becoming Supergirl? Why did she resume her criminal activities first?”
“Well, please remember these are the records of the alien administration running Fort Rozz, both while it was fully operational and while the remaining staff tried to stave off the inevitable once the damaged vessel landed here on Earth. They believed Kara Zee was in some sort of energy deficit when she finally escaped stasis and only after a few years did her powers materialize. We can only imagine the… deviancy… she may have brought with her before she turned over a new leaf and became Supergirl,”
Alex had been peering down at her phone as messages from Hank and other key DEO staff began to pile in. They knew Alex was caring for Supergirl after they found her unconscious at the edge of National City and wanted to make sure she was now watching the news.
Kara in the meantime was starting to feel the blood pulsing in the side of her head, the stress reaching incredible levels within her.
“I … I am …. I’m finished. Ruined. How I am going to come back from this? They’re publicly humiliating me! Pros… Prostitute?!” Supergirl mouthed, her voice failing as the news banner hammered home the accusations.
It was then a flashback struck her. Reactron’s voice. And after her initial memory blackout the return of the memory of him caused his voice to boom loudly in her head.
“I have recorded everything … even now as you begin to obey my EVERY command! And that is what they want. They want me to ruin you… at every level of your being. Nothing of you will be left untouched. Nothing! And even now, as I tell you this you are going to stay spread open rather than try to escape!”
Supergirl closed her eyes and contained a gentle moan as she began to remember.
Alex had been pondering their next moves, not noticing how Supergirl had begun to gain a little of her memory.
“I don’t know what the plan is but I think Lord is just a pawn. Someone knows that the only way we can beat this is for me and mom to say Kara has been here since she was a kid. That Supergirl and Kara Danvers are the same person,” Alex explained.
“But, that means we have to give them Kara Danvers! Can’t we prove those photos are fake? They can’t be real? There must be a blemish or a birthmark or something? Someone must know who that woman is? Or she’s a clone perhaps…” James responded. He was in denial, hoping that Kara could wait things out as Danvers until they could figure out how to prove the Fort Rozz Files were a lie.
Alex looked angrily as the photos and the ticker tape continued its inflammatory tempo onscreen.
“Well if they are thinking we somehow are keeping Master Jailer silent about this bullshit then are they going to believe what I say?” Alex countered.
“They… they aren’t … they aren’t fake….” Supergirl said, ever so quietly.
“What?” James asked.
“I said… I am remembering… but….oh Rao… oh Rao… I remember he told me to smile. To look happy. And, I did. And, I felt that I was happy…but now …oh…oh no…” Supergirl responded shakily.
“Oh Kara,” Alex responded, “I am so sorry. We all are. We tried to find you, the DEO were out there looking everywhere. But that’s not you up there. Not the real you, you were brainwashed, and you deserve better than this,”
James looked back at the screen, desperately hoping that what they had been shown was the worst of the bad news and that perhaps if they could prove the photos were from earlier in the day he could wipe the smug grin off of Lord’s face with his fist.
“If I can find that place soon, that junk pile will prove those photos were from today and Kara Zee is nothing but bullshit,” James said confidently.
“You mean you didn’t find me in that place in the pictures? I don’t understand. Where was I found?” Supergirl asked.
“We found you near the edge of the blackout zone. A residential area… you…” Alex explained before pausing.
“I … I what?” Supergirl asked. She wanted the truth, no matter what it was.
Alex looked sideways at James, reminding Supergirl that he was there.
“Alex! James and all the world has just seen me practically naked, posing literally as a slut. Tell me,” Supergirl said in a defeated tone.
Alex’s head bowed a moment as she humbly formulated the words in her head before she spoke.
“I guess it would have been useful, if we found you dressed up like that. At least we could prove the photos were from today… but… you were in your suit. In a dumpster. You were semiconscious, pleasuring yourself with your hands and basically repeating over and over that you were a…” Alex paused indicating with her eyes in shame at the TV screen.
Slut. Paintoy. Whore.
The words flooded through Supergirl’s mind as more flashbacks hit her. But this time they were different. This was later after the smiling, happy, collar wearing Slut phase of Reactron’s plan was over. This was a deeper, darker and more personal level of revenge. A revenge that was paid for with Reactron’s debt to an unknown evil.
Alex could see, Kara was processing something. Something deeper. Something difficult.
“Should I let her remember?” Alex thought to herself, hoping perhaps there would be a clue to help prove this was all some crazy scheme.
James slammed his fist into his own thigh in frustration at the words on screen.
“A pimp? How dare they! When that voice pings as Reactron’s everyone will figure out what’s going on, right? Everyone knows what he does. Alex, you even said he’s known as The Slu…”
It was then that Alex shot James and angry glance, stopping him dead in his tracks. Slutmaster, it seemed was not to be uttered in her presence. Her sister was far from that as far as she was concerned.
Kara however didn’t hear or see either of them as she was lost in a flashback.
“I’m going to ride your ass hard, Supergirl…” Reactron laughed from atop the heroine. He was deep inside her, up to the depths his biomechanical appendage would allow and she willingly held herself to accept him.
“Rao, he… used my… behind, so many times. He would use me, then do something different to another part of my body. But over and over, he came back to my behind. And every time… it was easier and easier for him…” moaned Supergirl as she remembered.
Reactron’s voice washed over her again, “Let me in, don’t fight me!” he goaded.
And Supergirl shuddered a little more as she remembered how she obeyed. Over and over he repeated the cycle, reaming her ass, then putting her over his knee and spanking her or torturing her nipples. Then the deep raiding of her behind began again with his biomech-shaft.
“Ready to be ridden again, Slut?” he asked as his bare foot rested on the side of her face, burying her into the dirt floor of the junkyard.
“Please… of course master… but….” Supergirl recalled herself saying, her voice barely a hollow echo in her memory.
“No buts! And this time I want you to try to keep me out!” laughed Reactron callously.
And it was then, as Reactron took her behind again that she realised she had no resistance to offer at all. She tried, with all her might, because his brainwashing of her made her want to comply. Supergirl didn’t understand though that what he did served two purposes, it gave him the pleasure of taking her despite her resistance, and making her realise that she could not stop him, even if she tried.
“He wants you to know, it is HIM who wishes to see you like this!” echoed the memory of Reactron’s voice as he explained it was the man he who owed a debt to that chose this wicked form of retribution.
“Oh Rao… he destroyed me… in so many ways. And … I loved It all…” Supergirl moaned aloud.
Alex tried to steer Kara away from the memory, “Kara, the files said the flashbacks will be powerful but you have to remember you weren’t yourself… ” Alex whispered, her last word reverberating inside Supergirl’s mind.
“I know… but…” Kara said weakly as she looked on into another distant memory again.
“Yourself… yourself….yourself… yourself,” Alex’s voice continued to echo, dropping in octaves and becoming distorted in Supergirl’s head until it became one with Reactron’s harsh tones.
“I said, TASTE yourself!” he ordered. Supergirl had become dripping wet during her mistreatment and he had gathered a little of the spiderweb of cum escaping from between her legs.
Supergirl recalled how she had tried to worship every mouthful the monster fed her and then how he had whispered, over her shoulder that tasting him would be next. It was these moments of degredation and humiliation that were the hardest yet, not just when it happened, but as it was recalled.
“Who… who did Reactron do this for ? Who is… that wicked, that powerful? Who did I anger?And why now…after it’s over am I starting to feel…oh…oh Rao…” Supergirl thought to herself.
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