Surprisingly... Yes.

The way that Kara seemed to gaze deep into-- No. Burn your soul with her glare made you terrified for your life once more. As she reached for your head, you remember the paralyzing fear as you turn your head and shut your eyes, like before. But... her touch was gentle as her strong yet soft hand roamed around and caressed your cheek. You cautiously open one eye, and she that she was smiling at you. "Still too cute," she mused. You couldn't believe that she tricked you. Again.

"One of these day," you promised as you reflect her smirk, "I won't fall for that false anger trick." Supergirl just chuckled, with a twinkle in her eye you recognized: she was eager to have you take advantage of her...

"Just ke-e-eep thinking that..." she purred. That's when you remembered about Dr. Katari, mostly her warning to Kara about mind-blowing orgasms.

"Hey, I know," you interrupt her horny train of thought. "Why don't we, uh... act out how I tamed Ivy to be good?" Supergirl thought about this, and wondered what feeling pleasurably helpless felt like; to be in Ivy's olive skin... So she agreed, letting you take the lead there. Meanwhile, the nanites of REGEN were still tinkering on how to make use of the subliminal messages you were exposed to before, so while the process was improving steadily, your throat felt a little warmer than before. You clear your throat, a bit noisily.

"Shad, you OK?" she asked, genuinely concerned. You shake it off, and smile at her.

"I'm fine, Kara. Just a... a little dry throat." You could see that she used her x-ray vision to inspect your neck, your muscles and esophagus, to be sure; You should've known you couldn't keep secrets from Kryptonians for long, with their powers.

"You're such a bad liar..." she mused, still kind of clinging to your arm until you got to your room. Once inside, Supergirl hurriedly removed her entire uniform, standing before you a moment later in that strong, naked beauty that you may never get over... "So... what happened?" You tell her to lie on your bed, which she seemed to have no trouble doing. You describe how Ivy masturbated furiously and often to cum, which you forbade. As you explain, she tries to entice you by reaching down to reenact the scene, but you tell her to stop.

"You can't cum too strongly, remember?" you reminded. So, she takes only one finger to rub over her pink little slit, watching you.

"Yes, sir," she goaded. "Is this where you make me behave...? Fuck me until I lose my mind?" The temptation was getting harder, as was Shadow's dick, to resist. So, he then pulled his pants and underwear off and walked to her, shoving his dick into her mouth. She was gave out a muffled surprised sound, but you didn't care; your raging hard-on was going to be just what she wanted. You thrust in and out of her warm, wet hole, realizing that with the pheromones in your semen, and the unknown subliminal-messaging adjustments, you could have yourself a powerful yet suggestible army to have. But for now...

"Yeah... Oh, fuck yeah. Take it, take it all!" you pant, watching her being flushed with rosy cheeks, and she tries not to rub her whole hand on her pussy, going crazy from how her student to her 'counselor' really took her offer to heart. She moaned happily around your 9 or 10-inch sex sword, finally bobbing her head to really get into the spirit of it! "Gonna cum... Gonna cum," you warn, kicking it into high gear. Your thrusts are a fast, fluid motion until after about 5 minutes of doing that, you finally orgasm in Supergirl's mouth and watched her swallow every drop a few times. She then whined some, still horny and needing to cum badly with her mouth around your cock still. "I can't. You know I can't let you orgasm that hard." You frown, seeing her in a new light of desperation. But you pull out with a quiet pop, gather your trousers and pants, and started putting them on.

"Shadow...?" she called very quietly. And you almost freeze in place, but you shake your head slightly before continuing. "Where do you think you're going...?" she chuckles, trying to sit up. "You have unfinished business here. You didn't fuck Ivy's green little cunt, so how about some Super drilling inside me...?" She grinds and rubs herself against your bed, and you could swear you smell her pungent wetness all over the sheets.