It was a dark night in Metropolis, two shadowy figures were meeting in a back alley in the seedier part of town.<br/><br/>A deep male voice booms from the inky blackness, "Have the arrangements been made?"<br/><br/>"Oh yes," a lighter, much cockier voice replies, "I will deliver her to you by sundown tomorrow. What you do with her then is your business. I have my own toys to play with."<br/><br/>"Just bring her to me- alive, unharmed and unconscious. After that our business is concluded."<br/><br/>A maniacal giggle is his only reply, then both seem to recognize that their meeting is over and the alley is left empty once more.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The next morning Kara Zor'El is heading to the Daily Planet, where she has recently landed a job with her cousin Clark Kent. She had only been in the city for a few weeks, after Clark insisted that it would do her some good to try to spend some of her time out of that Supergirl costume and see what it was like to live as a normal human. She took his human surname and got herself a job as a secretary, which was a start at least.<br/><br/>But as she was passing the First Bank of Metropolis, her sensitive hearing picked up an alarm sounding off from inside the building. She focused her x-ray vision to peer through the outer wall, and sure enough there seemed to be several men with guns terrorizing the employees as well as a few customers.<br/><br/>'Really?' Kara thought to herself, a bank robbery in Metropolis? Didn't they know this city was protected by not one but two Kryptonians now? In a blur of movement she changed into her costume and flew inside the building to confront the would be bank robbers.<br/><br/>It was almost pathetic how quickly she dealt with them, knocking the guns from their hands as they tried to fight against her, they might as well have been beating their heads against a stone wall. Even the one who managed to fire off a shot was knocked out with one swift blow after the bullet bounced off of her ample chest.<br/><br/>One of the customers, a thin figure in a black coat started clapping slowly. "Bravo Supergirl," he spoke in a light-hearted, confident tone. "I've always wanted to see you do your thing up close. That alone makes this whole charade worthwhile." He threw off the coat to reveal a purple suit, pale skin and that ever grinning face that could only be one man-<br/><br/>"Joker," Kara scoffed as she glanced around the building looking for any signs of trickery. "Why don't you go crawl back to Gotham before I make you wish you had. Are you itching that badly for another stay in Arkham?"<br/><br/>"Oooohh and miss the chance to take down Supergirl? Where would the fun be in that?" he taunted as he casually walked over to the lead enforced bank vault. "I knooow your weeeaakneeess," he sang as he produced a ring with a glowing green stone. He started laughing as he held out his palm. Kara started to feel queasy but it was a really small piece and she still had most of her strength at this distance from it.<br/><br/>"Really? Is that all you got?" she asked as she took a deep breath and then blew out a gust of cold air knocking the ring all the way to the far corner of the room where it couldn't affect her anymore. She stalked forward, "What's your game, Joker?"<br/><br/>"Oh, you should have been here an hour ago. It took four men to move what is in that vault. You see, we weren't here to make a withdrawal." He pulled the vault door open and just inside lay the biggest chunk of kryptonite Kara had ever seen! "We were making a rather hefty deposit! Oooohh hoo hooo hooooo!!"<br/><br/>The effects were almost immediate, Kara sinking to her knees, barely able to move as she felt herself weakening. "You... bastard..." she groaned as she lifted her head to stare up at the still laughing maniac.<br/><br/>He sauntered up to her and pulled out a pistol, aiming it at her forehead. "Say good night, Supergirl..." he pulled the trigger and a flag rolled out with the word 'Boom!' scribbled on it. "Ha hahaa hahhhaa!!!!" the Joker cackled as he lowered the pistol. "Ooh I got you! You should have seen the look on that pretty face of yours! Ohhh hoo... but sadly this little joke must come to an end." This time he held out his left hand which was wearing an over-sized joy buzzer. He pressed it to her forehead and sent thousands of volts of electricity coursing through her body!<br/><br/>The Joker was still laughing as Kara slumped over, her slender body still crackling and smoking. "Alive and unconscious, but probably harmed," he mused to himself. "Oh well, two out of three ain't bad!"<br/><br/><hr/>Darkness and the debilitating weakness which comes from exposure to green kryptonite was part of Kara's near existence.  There were periods of brightness, but it was all through a tunnel and never lasted long as when she moved, or tried to move, once again she would feel the rush of something through her body followed by the blackness again.  At one point she felt pressure, upon her breasts, her sex, even her tongue but it was all she had felt was pressure, at least at first, then some indeterminate time later it was pain, but also power, as if her full power was returning, but then the weakness and the nausea from the green kryptonite happened once more, and again the rush as he felt something warm replace the coldness which was running through her arm.  A brief glance at it showed her she had an IV put into her but how could it be?  Even with hit with kryptonite her body was invulnerable, so how could an IV be in her system, how could they be feeding her drugs through it.  As happened in very recent past, blackness followed within moments of the warmth flowing through her body.<br/><br/>It pealed away from her mind slowly a minute at a time.  As it did Kara experienced coldness, true cold, fort the first time as air flowed over her naked skin, for her next discovery as the mind numbing anesthesia wore off.  Next which would she become aware of was the fact she was bound, and she had none of her power, none of her strength.  It was as if all of the solar energy in her body had been drained away.  It had happen to her in the past, but she did not see how it could be the case now.  As awareness flooded into her body, she realized she did not have the enhanced hearing, and she could see nothing as some form fitting half face leather helmet was about her face, leaving her hair, nose, and lower mouth free.  Her mouth was filled with a large ring gag stretching and making her jaw sore.  Her arms were bound tightly behind her and raised painfully so as she was bent over some narrow padded leather beam like gymnasts train on.  Her legs were spread wide ad secured themselves.  She truly was bound, vulnerable, trapped and without her powers, and a tinging sensation at her clit, and her nipples.  In fact if she tried to move, something tugged on her nipples, and pain as well as pure lust went straight from her nipples and to her groin.<br/><br/>A door opened in the room which she could see, and then the sound of footsteps.  No voices, but she felt a gloved hand move slowly over her bound body, starting at her shoulders, down her spine, to  the small of her back to places which also made her cunt pulse with want, and them over a hip and up her side to firmly cup at a hanging breast.  Only then did the voice speak.<strong>"Yes, she would not still be bound if the piercings were not working as intended.  She is without powers as had been theorized by many with gold krytponite.  I almost wish I could be there when her cousin brings her to the most brilliant minds in the world and they will not be able to remove them or the gold kryptonite from her system.  Oh yes..."</strong><br/><br/>If was a voice Kara did not recognize at all and the hand massaged and skillfully toyed with her hanging tits for a few moments before removing itself and his voice rang out again.<strong>"Remember we suspect she is a virgin so no penetration in her sex.  We want to make a statement we did not violate her there.  Her ass and mouth are fair game.  No breaking of the skin or breaking bones or other disfigurement, and not pictures, not unless you want her allies which have no remorse at all at broken jaws and limbs coming after you.  Other than that, feel free to get creative, and to let her know this could very well happen again in the future, and the next time, we will limit our activities with her."</strong><br/><br/>A set of footprints walked away, and then there was silence for several moments, then movement, and strong fingers spreading her buttocks and pouring something cold and liquid over it before she felt first one finger, then a second finger penetrate her anus.  As it happened, there were hands in her hair, and the scent of an aroused female cunt at her face.  Kara felt the lips of a woman's pussy pressed against her mouth and nose and an angry female voice in her ears.<strong>"Get that tongue out, Super-Bitch or I will take a cane to those hanging fun-bags of yours.  There is is a lot we can do to you which will hurt like nothing you ever felt, and us just waiting for an excuse ta do it to you, so go ahead and try to fight us.  We want that, give us a reason!"</strong>