End: Because You Wanted It

Blaze's mouth was set in that strange, knowing half-smile. One hand reached down to shift her flaccid cock...and Lois, on her knees before the toilet, found her gaze drawn to the scarlet head. It was still hard to believe she'd had all of that in her...but she had. Nor was she quite as sore as she imagined she should be, after taking that much cock.

"When you came into my club, I saw you right away...and I took some steps to play with you. After all, with your connections to Superman, who has been my arch-enemy, the thought of...mussing up his girlfriend..."

"I'm not his girlfriend!" Lois said, defensively.

Red shoulders shrugged...and now the reporter saw that the long, red fingers held the cock by behind the glans, the soft head pinched between thumb and forefinger as the three free fingers stroked the soft underbelly of the prick.

"I am...not entirely a demon, Lois. I am half-human. Though raised in hell, I have some of the same needs...the desires...as a mortal. Oh, I could **** a ****, and many cultists would give themselves to me willingly, but there are very few I find...compatible."

The reporter blinked in what felt like the first time in long moments. Her eyes had been fixed on the demon's piss-slit. With the pressure applied to the head, the opening in the crimson cock was slightly open...and Lois realized her mouth was open, and she was breathing more heavily than she should be...almost panting...sucking in air...with the cock only a foot away...

I can taste it, Lois realized.

"You know, they say semen is a cure for morning sickness. Old wive's tale, I'm sure, but if you're so inclined, we could test that..." Blaze said.

Lois blinked again, shut her mouth. **** herself to look up at the demon, into those pure white eyes.

"What are you doing to me?" she asked.

"Ah, Lois. It is what you have done to yourself. I've fucked you. Impregnated you. All at your request. To have a willing partner, after all these centuries...so eager! So repressed! I hardly had to nudge you at all, and you begged me for it! You are the perfect victim, the one who participates so innocently in their own corruption...oh Lois, I have done nothing to you that you have not wanted and asked for...nor shall I do anything else."

There was a smugness in Blaze's voice, and the half-smile gave way to a toothy white grin. The scarlet shaft, Lois saw, had swelled and stiffened, so now the tip of that cock was rubbery and taut, only an inch from her nose.

"Command me to go, Lois. Ask me to leave, and I will not bother you again. You may do what you will with your pregnancy and life. You have my word. But if you want my help...if you want me...all you have to do is ask."

Lois Lane found her eyes drawn back down to that cockhead. Her eyes crossed, the had so near the tip of her own nose that her vision kept going out of focus. She could feel the drool build up in her mouth, her queasy stomach churned a little, and something trickled down her thigh...and the Daily Planet's greatest reporter realized she was on her knees, knocked up, before a naked demon who held a big, beautiful dick in her face...

In for a penny, in for a pounding? Lois thought to herself. A part of her knew that she should end this now...but she could feel the heat rise in her face. Imagined her eyes dilating. Her nipples were already stiff.

I want this cock, Lois realized, as she struggled for control. I need this cock.

"Well...I...I have to think...about where we go from here," Lois said, and swallowed saliva. "But for right now, I want you to just...stand still."

Blaze's toothy grin grew a little wider. She let go of her prick, which stood out on its own without any assistance, and placed her hands on her hips.

Lois sat up a little straight. She pursed her lips together, as though to give a kiss...moved forward that inch. The swollen flesh was hot against her lips. Her tongue stole out to lick that slit, tasted the sticky, salty good there...and her stomach rumbled, whether in hunger or promise of future visits to the toilet Lois wasn't sure, but Lois opened her mouth wide and let her tongue slide down the length of that shaft.

As Lois Lane's night out ended, she sat quivering on her knees, exploring and worshipping the demon's dick...and though she did not know it, her fall had only just begun.