End: Blaze Tries Desperately To Get Lois To Release Her From The Deal

"Look," the demon said, even as her own magic drew her cock back to Lois Lane's cunt. The reporter splayed her legs lewdly, spreading her labia wide with her fingers. The crimson cock was drawn towards it like a magnet. "I can't do good deeds. Let's call it off...a clean slate. I'll release you and you release me..."

"Nope," the reporter said. The human woman smiled nastily, sure suddenly that she had the upper hands in this negotiation. "Come to mama."

"I'll...I'll give you wealth! A million dollars, cash." Blaze's voice rose a notch as she found herself rubbing her prickhead against the reporter's clitoris, trying to put off the act as long as possible...and knowing that as soon as she did, she would be bound by their agreement to do a good deed.

"I don't need money," Lois said serenely. The reporter reached down and grabbed the cock, guiding it into her pussy.

Veins popped in Blaze's forehead as her swollen head slipped into the cum-slick lips.

"I'll...I'll reverse time!" the scarlet succubus said desperately. "This whole night, like it has never been! We'll never have fucked, you'll never be pregnant..."

"Maybe I want to be pregnant," Lois said. Her violet eyes caught and held the demon's own. "You can't buy me off, Blaze. You made your bed, and now you'll lie in it. Fucking me and doing good deeds forever and ever."

The demon bared her teeth. "I could kill you."

Lois didn't even blink. "We never stipulated **** was an end to our contract, did we?"

Blaze growled...and unable to hold back anymore, she plunged forward, driving her cock into the prostrate reporter to the hilt. Her hands grabbed around Lois Lane's neck.

"Please," the demon said, in a voice that was oddly small and tense. "What do you want? Anything that's within my power...anything..."

Lois Lane stared into those eyes...the face twisted up pitifully. Felt the hips that couldn't stop humping, driven not by lust, but by the ill-worded magic of their little game. So she told Blaze exactly what she had to do...

It had come to Lois Lane's attention that there was a new night club in Metropolis. Four women from Metropolis University ran it together as a cooperative.

She decided to head down there tonight and have a little fun. Clark Kent was her date, and surprising to her, had even agreed to dress up for the occasion. Arm in arm, they stepped past the security. Lois Lane was already lloking ahead to a night of drinks, dancing, and perhaps later...well, she hadn't had sex in months, and it was time to end the abstinence streak. The reporter was so keyed up, she was prepared to take Clark raw, no matter that it was a dangerous time of the month.

"You know Lois...I've been meaning to tell you a few things," Clark said, as they sat at the table with their drinks.

"Later, Smallville," Lois said, reaching under the table to squeeze his crotch. She smiled as she felt the solid bulk of his cock suddenly harden. "We'll have time for all that later. For right now...let's dance."

So they did.

As for the demon Blaze...she was in the children's ward at Metropolis General Hospital, healing cancer, regenerating 3rd degree burns, lost eyes. The scarlet succubus went about her final task in a businesslike manner, knowing that this was ultimately the lesser of two evils...because a part of her still wished she was buried balls deep in Lois Lane's cunt, and always would.

"I'll fuck you someday, Lois Lane," the demon grumbled. "You haven't seen the last of me!"