Cunt Punt

Lois Lane reeled forward as though drunk. Her hands reached out to grasp Ivy's shoulders. The villain smiled smugly, arms spread wide to welcome the reporter...

...and then Lois straightened up and slammed her knee into the fiery bush between Poison Ivy's legs. The plant-woman's eyes bulged wide and she let all the air out of her lungs in a single wheeze. Lois Lane pushed the stunned villain back onto the bed.

Ivy coughed, soft wordless sounds leaked out between her teeth as the reporter stripped off the clothes and clambered onto the bed. She stared at Lois Lane like a Venus flytrap trying to close on an Asian giant hornet. Situation normal gone wrong. The Daily Planet's greatest reporter could see the hurt in Ivy's eyes, as though the universe had betrayed her.

Lois grinned maniacally as she climbed on top of Ivy. The reporter's hands pinned the woman's arms against the bed. Her knee ground into the bruised flesh of Ivy's labia. All the fight drained out of Ivy as the pain that radiated up from her crotch prevented her from commanding any of the plants in the room.

"You gave me shomething to lower my inhibitionsh," Lois slurred as Ivy struggled weakly beneath her. "You thought I wasssh a nissh girl."

The reporter bent down, to press her forehead against Ivy's. To stare at her own reflection in the dark pupils of Ivy's eyes. The reporter's grin was too wide.

"The thing issh...I like it rough. I...need it...rough. Can't...can't really get off...otherwisssh." The reporter shifted her head and lowered it. **** her tongue into Ivy's mouth as her knee worked up and down, to crush Ivy's pussy more and more. "Now...the thingssh I'm gonna do to you..."

The reporter's teeth found Ivy's lip and clamped down hard enough that Lois could taste the coppery flavor of Ivy's blood. The villain gave a brief cry of pain.

Yet Lois Lane was just getting started.