Against The Wall

"Stand with your back against the wall," Lois ordered, instilling as much command as she could in her voice. She could feel her breath want to pant, her pussy muscles contracting spasmodically. But she was not some mindless slut to be led around by her cunt.

Smirking silently, Blaze complied. The demon roe from the bed and sauntered past Lois, cock bobbing out in front of the demon, almost parallel to the floor. With a twirl, the shemale leaned against the wall, arms crossed beneath her breasts.

Lois took a deep breath, and stared directly into the demon's dark eyes.

"Palms and heels flat against the wall. Then don't move until I tell you to."

With exaggerated care, the demon did as she was told. The crimson erection bobbed in front of her. Lois deliberately avoided looking at it a she dug around in the drawer of her bedside table, coming up with a length of black rubber tubing with a kind of cinch on it, so that it resembled a noose. Blaze raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

Calmly, Lois took the two short steps over to where Blaze was standing, and knelt down. This close, he could make out every dark purple vein beneath the crimson skin on the demon's dick...make out every little bump and follicle. Dispassionately, trying to keep her hands from trembling, Lois looped the bit of plastic tubing around the cock and slid it back, all the way down its length to the very base.

Try as she might, Lois couldn't keep her hands from touching the dick every now and again, feeling its soft skin, it's furnace-like heat...but she ignored the way her pussy was dripping into the carpet. When it was in place, Lois cinched it tight, until the tubing cut into the soft flesh, and the veins stood out more prominently beneath the surface, the whole member, already erect, seemed to swell, the bulbous purple head looking fit to burst.

"What are you—" the demon hissed.

"No talking." Lois' voice was shakier than she liked as she stood up.

The reporter turned her back on the shemale, ass only inches away from that monstrous erection. Reaching behind her, she worked by feel, guiding the swollen, sensitive head to her dripping nether lips.

"Like I said, I'm in control." Lois couldn't contain a shiver. "You will cum...only when I allow you to."

The warm head brushed Lois' sensitive cunt, and she silently prayed she could maintain the act—if she lost control now, all this bravado would be for nothing.