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Chapter 11 by Zeebop Zeebop

How Does Lois Get It?

Bargain

Lois Lane held herself back from jumping on the bobbing cock. She had enough willpower left for that, at least. The demon Blaze eyed her curiously.

"Self-restraint. Admirable. I can work with that."

The condescending tone made the reporter's spine stiffen. She set her jaw and dragged her gaze away from the cock. Even with her body screaming for one more dollop of demon jizz, she wasn't completely ready to give in to this bitch...not yet.

"What do you want?" She managed, keeping her tone as even as possible.

"I want to make a deal," Blaze leaned forward until the stiff prick hung in between her boobs. "I have something you need. I can provide it for you, in regular doses. Enough that you can continue on with your everyday life."

"At what price?" Lois Lane's hands were balled up into fists, the pain of her nails cutting into her palms dulling the craving, at least a little bit.

"Things I want. Services rendered. For example, I might ask you to call up a certain heroine tonight for drinks...and slip a little something into her cocktail. Or I might ask you to seduce Superman and bring me his seed." The eyes flashed, little black sparks bursting out of the edges. "Or perhaps I might just ask you to go down on the street and sell yourself for my pleasure."

"I wo—" The word choked in Lois Lane's throat. She felt tired, on edge. Her legs started to wobble. It was difficult to stay focus, her body screaming at her for more of...that. With a piercing clarity, Lois felt, for the first time, the clean desperation of addiction. Knew that unless she was very careful, she might well end up doing...anything.

"I won't do anything to hurt anyone else," the reporter could feel herself teeter. "Promise...promise me that. And that you'll let the other women go. Break the addiction. And I'll...I'll do other things."

Blaze cocked her head as if considering Lois Lane's offer. It felt like betting with no cards, like driving a car long after the fuel gauge said it was running on empty, wondering at any moment when the engine would rattle and stop...except she was the engine...

"You will do things you may come to regret, Lois Lane." Blaze caught her gaze with her eyes. "But you are...uniquely positioned for what I have in mind. So let us agree to a test, hmm? I will give you a task. Complete it, and the women go free. Fail...and I will let the addiction consume you, body and soul."

Lois dry-swallowed. Her body had started to shake. "What...what do you want me to do?"

How Does Blaze Answer?

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