Babs accepts Lex's revelation

Barbara felt herself starting to gag, a gut reflex in her mouth. Disgust and pride welled up inside her simultaneously, clouding and confusing her already-troubled mind. Staggering back, she placed one hand on the counter of Luthor's personal office minibar, clutching the other to her forehead.

"What--what's going on?" she said, her words slurring together. "What have you done to me?"

Luthor took a step towards her. "My dear Babs. You don't look so well."

"You...."

She sank against Luthor's chest, clawing at his tie to steady herself. Luthor reached past her, turned on the faucet, and filled a glass with water. "Would you like a drink, my dear?" he asked, his voice dripping with warmth.

"...water..." she whispered.

He handed her the glass. Babs took it, clutched it with both hands, and sent the whole thing down her throat in one large gulp.

Babs swallowed it full, whole, sexily, reminding Luthor of their recent, just-transpired shared sexual experience.

She looked up at him, blue eyes shining wide. "I-I'm sorry, my master," she stuttered. "You were saying?"

"You were just about to help me with your roommates," Luthor said. "Those superbitches keep foiling my plots. But I have a funny feeling, all that's going to be changing soon."

"Mmmm," said Babs, rubbing her body against Luthor. She liked the way that sounded -- almost as much as she liked the warmth of his hard body against her firm breasts, her hardening nipples, the moistening area between her legs. She could feel her instincts becoming attuned to his, her whole body becoming his. She shook out her long, wavy hair, as bright red as a neon sign, and let it fall all the way down against her body, against her partly-naked ass where Luthor's hand cupped it.