A Little Impromptu Bondage

Angelica Blaze grabbed the hose from the reporter. Lois Lane squatted there like a fool as water and sperm dripped from her cunny. She wondered what the dickgirl would do now...and a part of Lois wondered why she herself wasn't doing something.

Why am I such a victim here? Lois thought. I should just stand up and leave! I mean, what can she do to me?

The reporter's heart thudded in her chest. Her pussy clenched hard as Blaze grinned down at her.

What do I want her to do to me?

"Stand up, sweetmeat," Blaze said. "Let's have a little more fun."

Lois stood on shaky legs. Mind and spirit going north and south. Her rational brain told her that she should leave, get a morning-after pill, write this off as a one night stand or a bad decision...but another part of her was excited. It was scary, sure. But she'd already been creampied once tonight. Her first actual sex in long months. A little more couldn't hurt, could it?

At least, that was what Lois told herself as Blaze threaded the hose between the reporter's legs. Wrapped it once or twice around her arms and chest, just below the breasts, then again twice above her breasts. Nothing Lois couldn't wiggle out of in a trice, if she wanted to.

"I love your tits," Angelica whispered. "If you do get knocked up, it would be fun to see those swell up with milk."

Lois choked a little...and then Blaze pulled on the end of the hose, so that it tugged up between the reporter's ass cheeks and along the labia. The reporter could feel the swollen labia puff out on either side of the hose.

"Now," Angelica said, that strange half-smile on her face as she waved the open end of the hose beneath the reporter's nose. "Where should we put this end?"