Chapter 18 by Zeebop

Can Lois Take The Knot?

Barely...And With A Lot of Cursing

"Shit motherfucking goddamn cuntsucking asslicking Christ-banging queefsnorting farthuffing pisschugging fingerbanging taintslurping butthumping faggotloving DYKE BITCH WHORE SLUT!"

The words exploded out of Lois Lane in a torrent. Her naked body was covered in sweat, her fingers dug into the grout of the shower tiles. After all the toys she'd had shoved up her ass, the reporter had felt sore but invincible...as though she could do anything. That her body was a well-oiled fuck machine, lubed and ready.

She had done the fucking around. Now she was in the finding out phase of things.

Valeria only smiled at the endless parade of curse-words that poured forth from the reporter's throat. The thicc Latina put her weight behind the strap-on, and slowly but surely the reddish-purple knot spread the reporter's asshole wider...the pink rim, slick with lube and beaded with sweat, stretching around it like a pink rubberband.

Then...it was in. The reporter's ass slid around the thinner base, between the knot and the latex panties the strap-in was attached to. Lois Lane panted, feeling those panties against her thicker and meatier ass. The cock wasn't that long, but the mass of the knot past her sphincter was huge...it felt like an entire apple had been shoved up her butt...and her asshole was on fire, the poor sphincter stretched and sore.

A moment of pride burned in Lois Lane's chest. She had done it. She had taken it.

"Round of applause, ladies," Blaze said. "Of course, all of that is going to have to come out of her at that point."

There was a polite round of applause and clapping. Blaze's heels clicked on the tile, and she dropped into a squat before the reporter's upper body. Belatedly, Lois realized that knotted as she was, there was no way for her to escape whatever Blaze had planned. Lois looked up to see the skirt spread wide on thick thighs...and swallowed hard.