Arrow Cave, Star City
That same morning, Helena took a long sip of her coffee in nothing more than a rubber corset and thigh-high black latex boots. The dominant woman was truly amazed at what had happened the night before and how fast things had escalated after she had given her simple instructions to the submissive Green Arrow and Black Canary.
The dominant Huntress pondered these names over for a moment before she put the cup of coffee down and husked, "Perhaps new names are in order for my loyal doggies and maybe even for you, don't you think, my pretty kitty?"
Helena then turned her darkly-painted eyes over to the corner of the room where a petite figure was still dressed in her latex kitty ensemble from the night before. She was posed down on all-fours. Mia's ass was stuck high in the air and her modest tits were planted to the floor, along with her outstretched hands. She had been busy lapping out of a saucer of milk, but paused just long of enough to look up at her new Mistress' sexy form to nod her head in agreement. Mia purred contently, before returning to lapping up her milk with her tongue.
Helena's darkly-painted lips curled in a pleased grin at how young Mia was progressing, especially after her ordeal last night. True, the girl was basically shackled to the floor on account of the wrist cuffs and the gaudy, diamond-encrusted O-ringed collar she wore. small chains had made sure that she couldn't move from the spot and could, at the most, lift her head about a yard in the air.
The sight of the former do-gooder, now her loyal sex kitten, combined with whoever had crawled under the table and was doing such a lovely job eating her out, along with the pleasure-filled memories of the night before nearly sent the Huntress to orgasm, but she had more control over her body than that. She was not one of her newly enslaved kitties or puppies that still needed training. Helena knew she was in control.
Speaking of being in control, the previous night had only proven the power she now held over her former friends, now loyal animal slaves. It had been an incredible shock when Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance had approached her in their skintight, rubber puppy ensembles but Helena had nearly creamed her Rubber Capri riding pants when she had seen the skintight catsuit, complete with an open-faced rubber cowl that features cat ears that Mia had appeared in. In an instant, Helena had known what to do.
"Doggies and kitties living together?" Helena had remarked, placing her hands on both sides of her heavily made-up face in mocked surprise, "This simply will not do. Pups, at my side."
Oliver and Dinah had scurried over as fast as they could and knelt at Helena's side. The sexually charged, dominant woman cupped both of their heads and leaned them against her rubber-blouse before she took the time to rub Oliver's belly and Dinah's huge tits plastered against the skintight doggie suit.
"Such good doggies," Helena cooed, before her face fell in a sinister glare, "Now sic her."
Oliver and Dinah didn't have to be told twice. In an instant they hurried over to where Mia had been standing in the doorway and were on top of the petite girl. Ollie had mounted Mia from behind and Dinah was down on all fours licking Mia's own makeup-caked face.
"Daddy Arrow! Mommy Canary!" Mia whined, her shiny crimson lips falling in a helpless pout.
"Don't cry out for them anymore, my naughty kitty," Helena purred, squatting down and ran her hand over Mia's shiny rubber head, "They are no longer responsible for your actions, my darling kitty-cat. I am your Mistress now." Helena lifted Mia's head up so they were now starring each other in their darkly-painted eyes, "Say it. Say I'm your Mistress."
"You're my Mistress," Mia husked.
"That's right, and don't you ever forget it," Helena sneered, "Now, for being such good puppies for Mistress Helena, I think it's play time. And what better way to play for good, loyal puppies than with a kitty? Isn't that right, Mia?"
"Y...yes, Mmm...Mistress," Mia said, her voice quivering with fear and excitement at what was about to happen to her.
"We're going to show Mistress how good puppies play, Mia, darling," Dinah husked, before giving Mia's cheek a long lick.
The two former do-gooders, now submissive human, rubber-clad pets, got off of Mia, and the girl couldn't help the momentary relief that lifted her spirits. Unfortunately, the feeling didn't last. Out of nowhere, Ollie grabbed her and locked her arms behind her back. Helena smiled cruelly, partly at the shock on Mia's face as her foolish belief that she was out of the woods was dashed, but more for the lovely sight of the girl's back arching in a way that forced her rubber-clad tits to be on full display.
Meanwhile, the Black Canary had been busy throwing a chain over one of the Arrow Cave's steel rafters. Each end of it had been fitted with cuffs and Mia's wrists were secured into the tight, restrictive binds. Soon, Mia's hands were forced over her head, her tight little body stretched and her feet dangling precariously off the floor.
"Dinah. Ollie," Helena purred, sadistically loving the sight of the helpless Mia, "Stay."
The two doggie-submissives paused and watched as Helena slinked forward. She ran her hands over Mia's supple body, driving the former crimefighter mad with desire for the dominant woman. She then reached between her legs and began to rub Mia's sex through her skintight latex kitty ensemble. A loud, wanton moan escaped Mia's mouth, which only made Helena smile more cruelly at the the sheer dominance she displayed at that moment.
"Understand this, Mia," Helena husked into Mia's ear, before she glared at Ollie and Dinah, "And that goes for the two of you as well. All of you now belong to me!"