“Seriously, Mom, do I have to do this?” Kara Danvers had been home about three hours, taking a break from National City to visit her childhood home in Midvale. Stood in a frumpy sweater she had just been gifted, Kara was already starting to regret making the trip.

“Yes, come on. I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. It might be good for you to reconnect with your roots a little. Maybe, let a few people know about what a big success you are now.” Eliza Danvers smiled warmly, already picking up her bag and leaving the house.

“Great.” Kara whispered, unhappy with the outcome.

If only she’d looked at the calendar before making the trip down. The Midvale Summer Fair, she hadn’t been to one of these since she was a teenager. She didn’t like Midvale very much, a lot of painful memories growing up - already an alien and coming to terms with her new powers, she had a fair of bullies and embarrassing situations she’d not really come to terms with in the decade since she’d left.

Still, her mom Eliza was right. She was a big city journalist now, with big city friends like Lena Luthor - not to mention the fact that she was Supergirl. Though she’d probably keep that one to herself.

As they took in the sights of the small town fair, her mom left her to go speak to some friends, leaving Kara to wander the stalls. She was a little self conscious, wearing the ill fitting sweater her mother had gifted her, not quite the stylish big city success story she hoped to portray.

She had bumped into a few friendly faces, when she heard a voice from long in the past. “Is that… Dorky Danvers?” She turned and saw her, like she’d barely aged a day. Mel, one of the cheerleaders that had always given her so much shit. “How are you?” The woman asked her, not waiting for a response. “Last I heard, you’d moved to National City with your sister, I’m surprised you haven’t been killed in one of the weekly disaster that seems to happen there.”“Oh… hi Mel. No, still here.” Kara, for all her powers found herself unable to look her in the eyes. Melrose was one of her teenage tormentors and she nervously played with her glasses. Then, she started to feel a little strange. “Getting by, y’know.”

“Getting by huh? Well, so much for miss big success story. I thought you would be a big star by now, isn’t that what you always said? My God do you remember back then, you were this stuck up little… well… and you had the worse sense of style.” She eyed the frumpy sweater Kara was wearing. “I see not much has changed.”

Kara was getting a headache and it wasn’t just from Mel’s voice, she looked her up and down. Still in great shape, here in a summer dress that showed off her body in the all the right places. But Kara’s eyes came to a necklace around her neck. A green necklace.

“I married Bryan, remember him? Quarterback? We’re doing very well. I mean look at this, brought it back from a business trip, isn’t it gorgeous?” She held the necklace under Kara’s face and Kara felt her legs wobble and beads of sweat run down her forehead. Kryptonite? Here? How?

“Maybe we’ll see you if you’re sticking around. It would be good to catch up on some old times. I hear Alex hooks up with girls now, that’s wild. I still hang out with the old gang, I’m sure they’d love to see you.” The words sounded kind, but there was a mocking edge to them. She was looking down her nose at Kara. “See you around… dork.”

This is just a starter to give a flavour of what I’m looking for. Basically, despite all she’s done and all her powers, Kara still finds herself bullied, mocked and more by her old tormentors - now all grown up, successful and looking to have some cruel fun with her.

I want to hear your ideas about what would make this hot and where you’d take things.

Looking for literate, friendly partners and I am open to ideas and I would enjoy chatting about where things could potentially go.

Kinks: Anal, Body Writing, Bondage, Blackmail, Choking, Corruption, Cum covered fucking, Degradation, Dubcon, Facials, Group Sex, Handjobs, Humiliation, NonCon, Office, Recording, Ripped Clothes, Rough Sex, Slapping, Sloppy Oral, Taunting, Titplay and more.

Limits are gore, animals, scat.

I’m respectful to those I talk to and would hope the same for anyone in return. 18 only. Let me know your age and kinks in your first message.

Drop me a message if you’re interested.