Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow, The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Sara Lance was slowly getting frustrated with her situation. At first she found it rather endearing that Team Flash were trying to turned the tables on herself and her girls, and had thoroughly enjoyed watching her precious Felicity Smoak being dominated by her own daughter.
Especially as it was something she got to enjoy watching over, and over, and over again, Mia Smoak making it crystal clear to her Mom she was her bitch now, and Felicity certainly seemed to enjoy every second of it, cumming as hard and as frequently as when Sara had done it. Maybe even more, which was the first only slightly annoying part of this. But she didn't blame Felicity. No, Sara knew first hand how hot it was topping a family member, a joy she would soon know again when she turned the tables back to what they should be.
In the beginning she had even enjoyed being in bondage, preventing her from joining in on the fun, but it became increasingly irritating as time wore on. Especially as her precious Nyssa al Ghul was suffering the same fate, when she knew Nyssa didn't enjoy switching as much as she did, and would only accept submission at the hands of women she truly loved like Felicity and especially Sara.
But also, they were barely provided with food and water while being left alone for most of the day as Team Flash went about their business, and had their way with each other and Felicity without having the decency of letting Sara and Nyssa watch. And more importantly, cum. Oh God, Sara would do just about anything for an orgasm right now.
Of course she had received training to resist torture while she had been in the League of Assassins, but Sara couldn't imagine anything worse than this. Going completely cold turkey after years of having the best sex she could have ever imagined. Hell, it was hard to imagine that Nyssa had been subjected to worse when she had been in the League, and as daughter of Ra's al Ghul she had no doubt received far worse than Sara did, although she was understandably reluctant to talk about it.
Which was probably why their bitches turned tormentors were going to such extremes to break them. Which would be impressive, if it wasn't so frustrating. Especially as they had somehow found a way to restrain them in a way they couldn't break out of.
Which meant Sara was extremely grateful whenever the door to their prison opened and they received a visitor for any reason, just to break up the monotony. Not of course that she allowed that to show on her face, instead glaring at whoever it was, but especially at times like this when her former bitches came to her in force.
Some of them were still bitches, most notably Thea Queen and her own sister Laurel Lance, who both crawled in behind their tops, gazes down. Felicity was with them, acting the very same way, and thankfully she seemed to be unharmed. Then there was the little sluts Sara was swearing revenge on right now, namely Killer Frost, Linda Park, Mia Smoak and especially Iris West.
"Rise and shine bitches!" Mia gleefully announced, with a big smile on her face, "It's time to ask you both that all-important question again."
Sara tried to talk through her gag, but she was quickly interrupted by Frost, who told her sharply, "Shut up slut, we get it. Mmmmmmm yesssssssssss, we all know you're a big whore, who would do anything to cum again, but we told you, before we let you free, we want to hear from this stubborn bitch first."
"So how about it, daughter of Ra's al Ghul? Are you finally willing to give us what we want?" Iris asked softly after she closed the distance between them and removed Nyssa's gag.
Initially Nyssa had been furious just to be asked the question, but now her response was much more subdued, gulping and clearing her throat in a clear sign of buying time, only finally speaking when Iris moved to put the gag back into her mouth, "Wait! Stop... no more, please? Just, just let Sara and Felicity go, and I'll do whatever you want."
"That's not how this works, and you know it." Frost scoffed.
"You do." Iris pushed gently, quickly adding, "Come on Nyssa, you wanna get out of here? Then prove you're a true top, by taking everything we can possibly give you, and still remaining a top. Then you can start plotting how to rescue Felicity and Sara from us, and get revenge for turning them into our submissive little bitches."
"Unless of course, you're too scared." Mia smirked wickedly, closing in on her sluts to be, like the other tops.
"And even if you are scared, do it for Sara." Linda chimed in, "She's clearly desperate to submit, but she can't into you do. And just look at her? So desperate to cum, and you could help with that. Help to make Sara Lance cum. Isn't that what you want Nyssa? Isn't that what you've wanted since you first saw her? And you know you're just denying her at this point? Do you really want to keep doing that?"
Nyssa had of course considered all this herself over and over again during the course of the last few weeks, and of all those points of course was the fact that she was torturing Sara with her hesitance, which ultimately made her reluctantly nod her head, and when it was clear that wasn't enough, she simply said, "I... I submit. Do whatever you want to me."
"Oh, we will." Frost promised with a smirk, before ordering, "Start us off, Mia."
"With pleasure." Mia grinned wickedly.
Nyssa had plenty of time to grit her teeth and prepare as Mia retrieved some nasty-looking riding crops, handing one to each of her fellow tops and then slowly walking behind the assassin. Of course Nyssa had been preparing for this ever since she had been captured, as she figured it was only a matter of time before she was spanked in front of her girls, and indeed, everyone.
