Unwilling Obedience

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UPDATE:
Okay, this is insanely close to the deadline. No time to write a fancy intro. The next chapter will be my favourite chapter of the story. I hope you've been enjoying this so far. I'm not sure how long I'm going to push this, it might be coming to an end fairly soon. We'll see.

Schedule:
Feb 23rd, 2009, Chapter 11: Power Imbalance
Mar 9th, 2009, Chapter 12: Raven Haired Payback
Mar 23rd, 2009, Chapter 13: Bittersweet

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Chapter 11: Power Imbalance

Lana opened her eyes slowly, allowing them to adjust to the sun's light as she did so. Sleeping in a bed was so much more comfortable than the floor. As she stretched, she realized that Chloe was not beside her; she must have left earlier to avoid being caught by anyone who didn't know about their alleged 'relationship'. A smile formed upon her face as she thought about the previous night. Though she had been forced to go through with it, she found that she actually enjoyed it. There was something about being close to Chloe that made her feel normal. She could live without being abused by Kara, and her relationship with Clark, no matter how much she loved him, was put into doubt far too much to be considered stable. This was, to her, her chance to be normal, even if it was with another woman, and even if it was with Chloe, her best friend.

"Well, someone looks immensely satisfied," a familiar voice rang from the doorway of the bedroom, catching Lana off guard.

Lana quickly shifted her gaze to the source of the voice, and was quickly filled with shame as she found it was Kara. Lana knew she had been caught with a wide grin on her face. Even more embarrassing, she found that Kara was holding her cell phone in her hand, obviously watching last night's home video. Lana didn't say a word, she just stared at the blonde, with a blank slate on her face.

"It looks like Chloe has warmed up to you, doesn't it?" Kara asked, with a twisted smile. She received no response, so repeated with a forceful tone, "Doesn't it?"

"Yes, mistress," Lana blurted out with a tone of disgust.

"This video is pretty good," Kara complimented, sitting on the bed, staring at the phone.

Lana bit her tongue; she didn't want to say anything that would get under Kara's skin. She knew what she was capable of. She watched intently as Kara watched the video on the cell phone. She felt somewhat disturbed that Kara was so absorbed in watching it. Suddenly, she felt her heart start to race as Kara reached down to undo her jean shorts.

"On your knees, Lana. I need some loving to really enjoy your pornography," Kara demanded, making sure to refer to the video as pornography, to fill Lana with shame. She had removed her shorts completely, revealing her flesh to the raven haired beauty.

Lana didn't give Kara a chance to make another demand. Within seconds, the nude Lana was on her knees, with her face buried in the powerful Kryptonian's crotch. She just wanted to get the ordeal over with, and she knew that doing this would allow her to avoid any awkward or painful punishment. Her tongue had become quite skilled at the art of oral pleasure, and she knew it, just by monitoring Kara's responses. Part of her consistently worried, though, that Kara would lose control and give into sexual pleasure and end up inadvertently harming her, or worse. She knew that she was capable of snapping her like a twig.

Kara, on the other hand, knew she was always in control. Though it took a lot of practice during her masturbation sessions, she finally was able to take complete control of her own body, to insure that no one would ever be hurt by her superior strength. And she was happy about it, as she felt Lana's warm tongue glide across the folds of flesh down below. Her eyes were glued on the screen of the cell phone, but in her mind, she could not get over how sexy it was to force someone to swallow her womanly beverage, especially someone like Lana, who considered herself a strong willed person. She moaned softly as she felt Lana's tongue skilfully find its way around her skin.

Lana had come to terms with her current predicament, and though she knew she should feel ashamed, she couldn't allow it in order to maintain her sanity. She was being forced into this, and no matter how much her body disagree with her mental displeasure, all that matters is that deep down inside, she knew it was wrong. Besides, no matter what she felt, the fact of the matter would be, either way, is that she was the one on her knees, with her tongue buried deep within the flower of another woman. She began to take folds of flesh between her lips, pulling teasingly, in order to push Kara over the edge. She could feel Kara's thighs tighten around her head, but continued to slide her tongue deeper and deeper within. Her thought process became difficult to keep track of, as Kara's moans became louder and louder.

Kara was nearing the end, and she knew it. She fought to last longer, as the video had not finished playing yet. She found herself on the losing end of the battle, however, as Lana's tongue was just far too lively to ignore. She almost became jealous of how well Lana was pleasuring her. Unable to fight any longer, she gave in, feeling the wave of pleasure fire throughout her body. Her muscles tightened, especially those around her thighs. She maintained enough control to not crush Lana in between them, though she knew she was causing considerable discomfort, which she was actually happy about. Her moans echoed throughout the Kent home, and throughout the fields of the farms. She knew how lucky she was to be able to have this kind of treatment, and because of that, she knew she was never going to let it go.

Lana slowed her tongue's pace, as Kara's moaning subsided, and muscles relaxed. She watched from her kneeling position as Kara stood up, closed the cell phone, and pulled up her shorts. She felt a sting of humiliation shoot through her spine as Kara patted her on the head, as if she was some type of pet. Suddenly, she heard ringing. It was Kara's cell phone. Lana noted an awkward look form upon Kara's face, as she took the cell phone from her pocket, and looked at what obviously had to be a text message. Lana became curious.

"Okay, Lana. I don't have much time. Get down stairs, and make breakfast for us," Kara demanded, keeping a somewhat disturbed look upon her face.

Kara watched as Lana made her way out of the bedroom without even getting dressed. She had trained her well. Still, the text message she had just received was somewhat disturbing. It was from Lois, and contained the solo shower video she had sent her previously as blackmail material. She demanded her presence for lunch. Kara wasn't sure what was up with Lois; she hadn't messaged her demanding this meeting, or anything else. The message suggested that she was still absorbed in the mistress persona, as she did call her a slut, so Kara knew she couldn't possibly be wanting to tell her the truth. Either way, she had to meet with her to keep adequate cover. She didn't want to reveal herself as the blackmailer, or have her shower video be made public. She had gotten herself into quite a jam, however, she knew if things got really bad, she could fix them with her special abilities; she could destroy anyone at anytime. Including Lois.

Lana had just finished cooking up some bacon and eggs for Kara and herself. Still, she remained curious as to why Kara was so absorbed within the message she had just received. In the time she knew her, as a friend before, and as a dominant mistress now, she had never seen Kara with any look of frustration or discomfort upon her face. In a way, she was a bit worried, as she knew any frustrations Kara had could be taken out on her in the form of sexual torture. However, she stuck to her orders, and hoped that her obedience would allow her to avoid any of those potential disasters. She had placed the plates upon the table just as Kara made her way downstairs.

"Sit, and eat. Use your utensils, I don't have time to sit and watch your sexy little ass in the air as you bury your face in your food today, Lana," Kara demanded, as she sat down, placing her phone on the table, then started to shovel food into her mouth.

"Yes, mistress," Lana responded, as she sat down, her face still sporting traces of Kara's love juice.

"So," Kara started, with a mouthful of food, "I'm going to be gone most of the day. I have some business to attend to. I want you to take the day off, call Chloe, and spend some quality time with her."

"Yes, mistress," Lana responded, somewhat relieved that she could at least spend some time with someone who wasn't insane, "Do you want me to record this as well?"

"Don't be silly, Lana. I said spend some time with her. I'm sure the two of you have a lot to talk about. It would be awkward if you just kept making calls to her for sex, wouldn't it? You need to be a little more natural, so she doesn't get suspicious," Kara explained, knowing that that was exactly what she would tell Chloe as well.

"I guess, mistress," Lana responded, while eating her food. She couldn't believe she was actually going to get a full day off without any forced sexual acts for the night.

"Now, be a good girl, clean up this mess, do the dishes, and call Chloe over. I'm taking the truck to Metropolis; I feel a bit natural today," Kara explained, with her true intentions being to let Lois see her actually drive up to the diner, to avoid suspicions of how she really got around. She got up from her seat, grabbed the truck keys, and made her way out the door.
Lana did not move from her seat initially. She watched as Kara drove out of sight before moving, and the first thing she did was not clean up the table, but grab Kara's cell phone, which she had forgotten in her rush out the door. Lana moved quickly, knowing that Kara could appear at any second, and thumbed her way through the received messages, then she saw it. Lana's heart raced and she felt nervous, as she saw that Lois was blackmailing Kara. Then, she was quick to realize that there was no possible way that Kara would allow herself to be blackmailed; it didn't take long for her to figure out that Kara was playing Lois and pulling the strings. She quickly thumbed her way out of the message box, and closed the cell phone, placing it back in its original position on the table, as she heard the truck approaching the farm.

Kara walked back into the house, with the first thing she saw being Lana cleaning up the table and doing the dishes in the nude. A smile formed upon her face, as she realized just how much power she had. She made her way to the dining room again.

"I forgot my phone, I'm out of here. Put some clothes on, will you?" Kara remarked, not giving Lana a chance to respond before leaving again.

Lana watched from the window until the truck was out of sight once again. As soon as she was sure Kara was gone, her mind became clouded about Lois and Kara's games once again. She was sure that Lois had no willing part in the whole thing; Kara probably had Lois under her thumb, just as she had her. Still, trying to ignore how insane Kara had become, she finished her chores, and got dressed, before placing a call to Chloe. She received no response, even on her cell phone. About to give up, and starting to figure out what she was going to tell Kara, she heard a knock upon her door.

Chloe was on the other side of that door. She had not received a call from her blackmailer to initiate this visit. Her conscience was simply getting the best of her. She had no intention of revealing anything to Lana, she just had to know how she really felt. In all honesty, Chloe knew that she was developing some form of feelings for Lana, or at least, she was finally being able to acknowledge they had been there all along. She just felt bad for Clark, and what this would do to him. She had to know why, just to ease her own mental self torture. Though she had left just a few hours earlier, she had no choice but to turn back, because her mind was clouded with far too many questions.

Lana opened the door, and was surprised to find Chloe on the other side. She was able to note easily that Chloe was sporting a fake smile; she knew something was up. Without greeting her, knowing that something of greater importance had to be said, she stepped aside, and let Chloe enter.

"Is everything okay?" Lana asked, with a genuine look of concern and nervousness on her face.

"Um, not really, Lana," Chloe responded, walking in, and turn to Lana "I think we need to talk."

Lana felt a bubble of nervousness in her gut when she heard Chloe speak those words. Though she was expecting to have a talk with her, she didn't really have much time to mentally prepare. She motioned Chloe to follow her, and the sat upon the same couch they had made love upon the night before. She wasn't sure what direction this conversation was going to go in, which made her nervousness worse.

"What's on your mind?" Lana started, the nerves forcing her to get the situation in the open, in order to get it over with faster.

"I need to know where this going," Chloe asked, avoiding eye contact, then biting her lip nervously.

"What do you mean?" Lana asked, knowing fully what she meant, but just needed to buy some time to give it some thought.

"This. What's going on between us. Is it just temporary? What are we doing? Why are we doing this?" Chloe asked an enormous amount of questions, growing more intense with every passing one, now making direct eye contact with Lana. She didn't care what the blackmailer wanted anymore; this was for herself. She had to know that Lana just wasn't getting intimate for the sake of passing time.

Lana shifted her gaze away from Chloe. She knew what she wanted to say, but couldn't find the words. Even if she could find them, she had no idea what Chloe wanted to hear. Her potential explanation had the ability to destroy something she wanted, or to help it flourish into something amazing. Speechless and unable to organize her thoughts, Lana stood up, and made her way to the front door, opening it once again, motioning to Chloe to follow. If she couldn't put what she wanted to say into words, she'd show her instead.

Meanwhile, Kara had made it to Metropolis without any problems. She had made her way inside the diner, and sat in a booth, waiting for Lois to show up. The blonde Kryptonian was still feeling uneasy due to the sudden demands that Lois had been making. She knew without a doubt that Lois was enjoying her role, and enjoyed it enough to blackmail a friend. Nonetheless, so long as things didn't get out of hand, Kara would do her best to enjoy it, and stick to her role. If things did get out of hand, she could easily put an end to things.

Lois made her way into the diner, dressed professionally, as usual; a style that didn't always suit her attitude. She spotted her blonde desire with relative ease, and the sight of her brought a smile to her lips right away. Without so much as a hello, she sat across from Kara, and started with her usual attitude.

"It's very nice to see you, Kara," Lois remarked, with a wink. She continued when she received no response, "I'm here to deliver some wonderful news."

"News?" Kara asked, with a fake tone of disgust, raising an eyebrow.

"News regarding your new living arrangements," Lois responded, with a smile.

"What are you talking about, Lois?" Kara asked, genuinely curious.

"That's mistress to you, Kara. You may ask your question again," Lois reminded, trying her best to torture Kara as much as possible.

"Lois, we're in a public place," Kara put on an act, and paused for a while waiting for a response. After a period of silence in which Lois only stared her down, she rephrased her sentence, "What new living arrangements, mistress?"

"That's better, dear," Lois complimented, "I'm looking into a new apartment. The extra space will give me room to have a pet, dear. That means you."

"What?" Kara asked, with another fake tone of disgust. The idea actually intrigued her; she would still be able to escape when needed to check up on her other pets and such, so the idea of living with someone who was sex obsessed seemed like a wonderful thing to her.

"You heard me. No need to pack; I'll text you the address tonight. We're going to have a wonderful time," Lois remarked.

"Lo... errr... Mistress, I'm not sure if it's a good idea that we do this," Kara falsely attempted to talk her way out of it.

"There's no way you're getting out of this dear. If you want to argue, you can argue after we make your little shower video public. Now, let's have a kiss, and I'll call you later," Lois demanded.

Kara's eyes widened slightly. She wanted to kiss in public. Not only was Lois enjoying the game, but she also had no shame. She reminded her of herself quite a bit. With some fake reluctance, Kara slowly leaned across the table, and kissed Lois. She was somewhat surprised that the kiss lasted more than ten seconds, and she knew that the eyes of every man and woman in the diner were glued on the show. When the kiss finally broke, she watched Lois leave without a word. A small smile then formed on Kara's lips, as she rose from her seat, and made her way towards the exit, noting the wide eyes following her.

Back at the Kent farm, Lana had brought Chloe to the barn. They both took a seat upstairs and attempted to relax. There was an obvious tension and thick cloud of nervousness surrounding the meeting. Chloe raised an eyebrow, as Lana presented a box, and opened it, revealing a small blue crystal.

"Chloe, do you remember when Bizarro tried to take Clark's place?" Lana asked, opening the box, revealing a small blue crystal.

"Yeah, I do," Chloe responded; that was a frightening experience, how could she forget?

"There was a small span of time during that ordeal that I wanted him over Clark," Lana explained, feeling the shame rush back to her.

Chloe remained silent for a moment, feeling awkward then attempted to move the conversation along, "Why's that?"

"Chloe, I'm tired of these heroes. I've been tossed and pulled around since I was a child, and I'm getting tired of the bumpy road. Whitney, Jason, Lex, and Clark. They all have some type of catch attached to them, and I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired. I want to live a normal life," Lana started explaining in deeper detail, every word being a word of truth. Hearing herself actually say the words made it that much more real, and created an intense pain deep within her.

"This is blue kryptonite, Chloe. I used it to kill Bizarro, in spite of that fact that he actually wanted to make me his priority in life. Clark can't do the same. I can't blame him, either, but at the same time, I can't keep this up.", Lana continued. As the tears started to stream down her face, she felt Chloe's hand take her own, in an attempt to comfort her; it worked to an extent.

"Lana, I've been watching you and Clark from the bench for years now, and in spite of the commitments he has elsewhere, he's always loved you more than anything," Chloe started; in a way, she didn't want to try fixing this for Clark, as a breakup would serve her own selfish desires, but it wasn't in her nature to be manipulative.

"I know he does. I love him too. I just don't think I can keep this going anymore, when he's needed elsewhere. He needs to do what he can to save the world, and I can't keep standing in the way of that. I don't want to stand in the way of that. The world needs him, and I do too, but when it comes down to it, the needs of the world need to come first; I have to let him go, whether he wants to or not," Lana explained.

"That still doesn't explain what we've been doing here, Lana," Chloe asked, attempting to redirect the conversation to their situation, desperately needing to know what was going on.

"Chloe," Lana started, "You've been here for me when I needed you, always. You're my best friend, and I have more in common with you than I have with anyone else. Every relationship I've ever been in has been filled with uncertainty. The other night at the hotel, there was none of that, things just felt... right."

Before Lana could release another word, Chloe leaned in and kissed her, with tears clouding her own eyes. Chloe had heard everything she needed to hear. In spite of being blackmailed, her own reasons for needing this were similar. Lana was strong, Lana was determined, and Lana refused to take the easy road to success in spite of the fact that she could have at anytime; Chloe respected her immensely. Everything they had gone through together, everything they had experienced, they remained best friends throughout. Chloe felt as if this was the best possible thing that could've happened to either of them; they had been there for each other in the past. Now it meant much more.

Lana returned the kiss, as her stream of tears slowed to a halt. It seems that Kara's idea of torture or humiliation was a blessing in disguise. Lana considered this one of the greatest moments in her love life; for the first time, she was with somebody that she had total faith in. She would do anything for her, and she would start now. Sinking from the sofa to the floor on her knees, before the sitting Chloe, Lana started tugging at the blonde's jeans. This, in Lana's mind, would be her true 'first time' with Chloe, and her true 'first lesbian experience', as this was solely her decision. No blackmailing, no forcefulness.

Chloe shared the same sentiment. She didn't care if her blackmailer was watching in anger. She had spent her entire life catering to the needs of others, and always putting herself second, and sometimes third. Enough was enough; she had let so many opportunities to be happy slip from her fingers. She was not going to let this opportunity get away, in spite of the pain it may cause some people. She watched Lana pull down her jeans, and instead of feeling nervous like she had in their previous engagements, she actually felt excited.

Lana had become skilled. There was no denying that fact, and she knew it. For the first time, she actually wanted to put those skills to work, and intended to, to the best of her ability, for Chloe. She tugged at Chloe's underwear gently, not breaking eye contact with the blonde. Upon their removal, Lana wasted no time, and lowered her head between the legs of another woman for the second time in the same day. As she wrapped her arms around Chloe's legs for leveredge, she lowered her face to Chloe's most private area. She extended her tongue, and made contact with Chloe's obvious wetness; she could feel Chloe shivering as she did so.

Chloe, no longer feeling shy, removed her shirt, leaving herself only in her bra. Pleasure ran through her body as she felt her new love go to work, sliding her long, wet, and hot tongue across her honey covered flower. She reached down, and began to run her fingers through Lana's long, raven black hair, simultaneously holding her in place between her legs. She could just see Lana's beautiful eyes staring back at her. Chloe began to release soft moans as her body relaxed and allowed Lana's tongue to take advantage of it to the fullest. Not wanting Lana to finish her off so early, Chloe pulled softly at her hair, removing her face from her hot well.

"Chloe?" Lana inquired, worried as to why they were stopping. She received her answer when Chloe pulled her into a deep kiss.

As their tongues melded together, Chloe could taste her own flavor in Lana's mouth. It tasted so much sweeter when mixed with Lana's saliva. Taking control, as she did the previous night, Chloe playfully shoved Lana to the floor, onto a rug. Not wasting anytime, Chloe climbed on top of her, kissing her wildly, breaking it only to remove her shirt. As they continued to kiss, the sensation of her harnessed breasts pressing up against Lana's drove her insane. Without breaking the kiss, she pulled the cups of her own bra, as well as Lana's bra downward, revealing and releasing their breasts fully. It was a chilly outside; the barn did not do much for keeping warmth within. The cool air caused Chloe and Lana's nipples to harden and stand erect. The friction caused by their nipples sliding across each other was amazingly pleasurable to both women, and it was reflected in their gasps and moans.

Lana didn't move a muscle as she watched Chloe slide down the length of her body. Within seconds, her pants and underwear were removed. Her legs were forcefully spread apart by the assertive blonde, and her body was instantly filled with pleasure as Chloe's tongue descended upon her smouldering pussy. Unlike Chloe, who released soft moans, Lana was more in tune with her sexual instinct, and didn't hold back. Needing to show a bit of aggression herself, Lana quickly repositioned herself, and Chloe, so she was on top. The difference was, that their faces now were mere inches from each other's hot wetness.

Chloe was shocked by Lana's sudden surge of energy, but had no time to think about it as she felt Lana go back to work on her hot pussy. Not wanting to be the one to end the night first, Chloe dove into Lana's honeywell, and went to work, tasting and swallowing the raven haired woman's nectar as if she needed it to live. She knew she wasn't quite as good as Lana, and the fact that she had to stop to moan and gasp constantly in pleasure slowed her down as well, but she was determined to do her best to keep up.

Lana, as skilled as she was, could've brought Chloe to climax at any point. She had learned a lot in her forced studies and practice sessions with Kara, however, and knew how to slow her pace when the warning signs of an approaching orgasm presented themselves. She had Chloe wrapped around her finger, and she knew the blonde had no idea. She could keep this up all night, and took full advantage of that, just to experience Chloe's tongue against her own flesh for a longer period of time.

The barn was filled with moans as both women began to tongue each other wildly. If recorded, the video would have put their past works to shame. They knew they had found something amazing and right in each other, and because of that, they would go as far as it would take to make each other feel like goddesses. A love nearly a decade in the making was flourishing, but they wouldn't notice, as their minds and tongues were driven only by their need to receive and give sexual pleasure for the time being. Neither woman would allow the other to finish first, and because of the constant teasing and competition, they worked well into the night. Finally, in a moment of true synchronization, both women released muffled screams into each other's flowers, as they climaxed. The waterfalls began, and both women welcomed them, allowing each other's nectar to pour into each other's mouths, out of love for one another. The day and night had been made out of pure perfection.

However, after the two women returned to the house to bed, Lana felt a strong sense of insecurity while Chloe slept. She found herself wide awake because of it. She had found everything she wanted, though she knew it wouldn't be long until Kara would try to destroy it. Lana had something, though, that she had not had before: information. A twisted smile that she could only have picked up from the blonde psychopath from Krypton formed upon Lana's face, as she opened her clutched hand, and observed the shard of blue kryptonite once again. The wheels were in motion.

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CHAPTER ADDED: February 23rd, 2009, 11:54 PM EST

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