End: Blaze Gives In

It ate at the demon like acid in her soul. The word hung on the tip of her tongue for long tense moments as she mustered her resources, striving to push her cum out and explode in the reporter's pussy by sheer **** of will—but Lois Lane had her cock in a **** grip. In time, perhaps...

...but Blaze's desire had already seen her body shift its resources to cum production. Her swollen testes throbbed, painfully overgrown, laying on the bed like two coconuts. Inside of the demon, her prostate was painfully stretched. The pressure built up inside of her as more and more cum swelled inside her already overloaded ejaculatory duct. A mere human's tissues would long ago have burst under the strain.

"Fine," Blaze said at last. "But know this, Lois Lane—though I agree to your conditions, your cunt and ass are mine, and I will own you body and soul—when your womb gives out and you are damned to hell for your sins, you will ride my cock for all eternity!"

Lois Lane's smile was a feral thing that sent a shiver down the demon's spine.

"Promise?"

Then the reporter let her legs go out from under her. The whole of her weight crashed down on Blaze's dick, driving the scarlet shaft to stab so deep into her cunt that for a moment the demon feared for the reporter's life...and with a sigh of satisfaction, Lois let go.

Blaze erupted.

All the pent up lust of the entire night spurted out in a thick black stream. Blaze grabbed the reporter's thighs and squeezed, the demon's hips pumping, her aching balls throbbing as they produced cum almost as quickly as she could shoot it into the reporter. All her demonic power was focused on his one moment, instinct overruling everything...even her wounded pride...

Which is when Lois struck.

The reporter's hands zipped out and clutched the puffy pink nipples of the demon and squeezed hard. Blaze gave a shriek that made every dog within a mile howl. It was impossible for the demon to get any harder, to cum any faster...but as her back arched off the bed she lifted Lois into the air, the reporter grinning triumphantly as spurt after spurt of liquid foulness coated the entrance of her womb. She road the demon like a bucking bronco and she laughed, lost in the madness of it all, the essence of the demon leaching into her heart and soul.

So that when, at last, Blaze collapsed panting back onto the bed, black jizz streaming out around her deflating cock, the reporter's pussy packed with more seed than a prize-winning gangbang...Lois toyed with the demon's nipples and squeezed her packed puss around the dick.

"Yes, I'll be yours you reformed slut...but this cock is mine!" Lois Lane said.

Blaze shuddered. Her plans for the reporter's night out had all gone awry. her subtle manipulations had unhinged the reporter, drawn out of her darker desires and a more terrible will than the demon had suspected lay in the depths of Lois Lane's soul. Blaze knew she had won...even now, her seed was swimming inside the reporter's uterus, seeking the egg she knew was there...but at what cost?