Blaze Is Turning The Women Into Magical Batteries Through Anal Sex

The oiled-up cock slid into the unresisting asshole like it was coming home. Lois trembled as she felt her once-virgin ass stretch wider and wider as the thickest part of the dickgirl's cock squeezed into her ass. All of her attention was focused on the ring of fire, the intense sensations of her asshole being spread open. The reporter waited until she felt the hot and heavy balls press against her labia before she allowed herself to clench...and then it was Blaze's turn to sigh.

"...you know," the demon said, as she slowly began to withdraw, the reporter's anus still squeezed tight. "That it's difficult for a demon to cross over to this plane with our full power? But if I push my power out a little at a time into willing sluts like you...my little submissive sex slaves...then one day, when I have enough of you bitches acting as my magical batteries, I can cross over fully. I will be like a dark god to this pathetic world, and even your costumed heroes will not be able to stop me..."

Lois Lane, wrapped up and scarcely able to move as the demonic dick slid in and out of her ass, listened intently. She wasn't sure what instinct led villains to brag and monologue, but it was the one weapon in the reporter's arsenal that was almost foolproof. No one could seemingly resist telling Lois their entire plan when the reporter was under their power...and though the reporter's stomach seemed to slosh from all the cum she'd drunk, and her asshole burned like nothing else in her experience, that still held true.

"...a few hot loads of cum inside you, and then I'll stopper you up. You won't believe how much power you can take. Some of the other women, I fuck a fresh load into them two or three times a day, and their stomachs are little paunches from all the magical energy and essence I've **** them to carry for me. You'll be like that Lois...oh, I'll pump so much power into you you'll think you'll explode! But you won't. No, you won't. Not until I reclaim that power. Not until I make you cum from your ass like the little anal slut you will become..."

That's it! Lois thought. That's her plan. Now I just need to...um...do something...to prevent it...

The reporter, blindfolded and bound with a Satanic succubus fucking her ass, realized she might not have thought this process through entirely. Of course, there was still Deadman...perhaps the ghost of Boston Brand could do something to help Lois...