A stunned Metallo starts to get some very sweet on everyone who's ever crossed him

John Corben could barely believe it. He was so stunned by all the shit coming out of Supergirl's - apparently "Kara Danvers" whenever she felt like slumming it as a human - mouth, he almost didn't touch his food.

"Superman is Clark Kent? Some . . . reporter? That's how he spends his free time?" he finally got out around a mouthful of delicious ribeye.

"Yes, Master!" Supergirl said as she knelt before him, still completely nude, her body warped into a pornographic parody of itself. "He and his wife Lois Lane are award winning journalists."

"Jesus." John muttered, stunned. Just the idea of wasting all that power and fame to play dress up was ridiculous on its own, but the most powerful man on the planet choosing to be a nobody with some regular human wife was an even bigger bit of a mindfuck for someone like him.

"This is how the majority of them live their lives, it would seem. The Flash, the fastest man alive, is a something called a "forensic scientist" for the police." Inara added with a shake of her head indicating she also found it ridiculous. "Power Girl is apparently a CEO. Oh, and the Batman? He's a rich playboy named Bruce Wayne."

Even though he knew nobody could see her, John still had to turn and gape at her.

"You're shitting me." he said after a moment.

"I most assuredly am not. Only the aliens, Zatanna and Wonder Woman seem to be without what they call "secret identities." the sexy Ifrit said with a small shrug.

"This is like learning Lex Luthor gets his kicks from being a janitor or something."

"Oh, I do hate him, Master! Will you still let me fight him and other people like him?" Supergirl pleaded from her position kneeling naked in front of him, incorrectly thinking he was still talking to her.

The former Metallo's now handsome face curdled. While he wasn't about to let his new fucktoy fly off to play superhero, Lex Luthor was just responsible for his being stuck as a robot freak just as much as the slut in front of him's smug asshole of a cousin.

"Nah. The only things you're good for now besides keeping me safe are sucking and fucking. Just go look in a mirror." he muttered but the now eager to please Kara took it as an order and flew away. He then distantly heard a squeal of joy followed by delighted screams of "Oh my god, I'm a living sex doll! Look at these tits, I'm even bigger than Karen!" as he turned to look up at Inara, munching thoughtfully on a bit of lobster.

She grinned at him and sallied over to sit in his lap.

"I do believe you have the look of a man coming up with yet another delightful wish." she purred into his ear.

"Hmm. Yeah, I think I do. There's no limits to any of this right? Other than it having to be sexy and not killing anybody?"

"Basically."

"OK. I think I've got a good third wish then, especially if these fucking goody goody cape types want to waste all their free time working jobs like normal humans."

She leaned into him, grinding her shapely ass against his crotch and big, firm tits against his chest as she whispered in his ear.

"Your wish is my command. I can't wait to hear it."

"I wish that I could change anyone's career to whatever I want with just a thought and that they can't quit, have to do what they're told and nobody can do anything about it - starting with Lois Lane, Power Girl and Mercy Graves being stars on my porn site and Lex Luthor giving me everything he owns . . . in exchange for being one of my on set janitors."

Inara surprised John by kissing him hard on the mouth before purring "Your wish is so, SO granted." at him huskily.