End: Employee Orientation

"I like these," Angelica Blaze said in the employee bathroom, touching Lois's new nipple rings.

The undercover reporter had smiled but said nothing. The owner of the brothel had led her straight here and ordered her "new employee" to strip. There was a hose in the shower, presumably for exactly these kinds of situations, and Lois had spent several minutes having warm water sprayed over and into every orifice.

"This though...not so popular. A little kinky," Angelica tugged at the chastity piercing. The rings through the reporter's labia were linked solidly together, and didn't give. "How are you at anal?"

"I can take it," Lois said, dryly...and the reporter felt herself turning around according to Blaze's imperious gestures. Water played over her ass again...and then a questing finger touched her bum, and slid inside. Lois managed to avoid jumping.

"But I still prefer a bit of lube!" the reporter said.

The finger continued to work in and out of Lois's ass. Despite her vocal complaint, she wasn't really dry back there. Circe's cum had gotten in deep.

"I know this is your first night," Blaze said. "But I fear you've missed a vital part of employee orientation."

"What's that?" Lois asked, trying to project the confident call-girl.

The finger slid out of her ass. Something else pressed against it. Something bigger.

"Your ass belongs to me."

Lois braced herself against the wall as something thick pressed against her already stretched-out asshole. Not as thick as Circe's dog cock...but definitely a bigger dick than Lois was used to.

Blaze grunted as she slid her cock in deep. She let the hose spray water over the reporter's backside.

"You've got a nice hole. Too nice for general use," the dickgirl began to slide her cock in and out, Lois grunting each time the prick bottomed out in her butt. "But I do need a new personal assistant. It's a chance to work directly under me. Pays well, too."

The reporter groaned and wiggled her ass, pushing back to meet the dickgirl's thrusts. As much as she hated being in this position...if she did get a job as Blaze's secretary, she would have the run of the club, know all the insides and outs...it was the perfect setup to find the missing women and expose everything that was going on here!

Maybe getting fucked in the ass was worth that.

"I...I accept!" Lois said.

The dickgirl's thumb toyed at the edges of the reporter's asshole. Lois sucked in air as the thumb squeezed in along the back of the cock.

"Of course, we'll have to have you on a probationary period for a while. Make sure you have the skills...and stamina...for the tasks."

Lois groaned as the thumb pulled. Her sore asshole stretched upward, away from the invading dick...and the reporter felt water pour into her colon as Angelica Blaze placed the end of the hose at the gap in her new secretary's asshole.

"First things first," the dickgirl said. "Is I want you clean, inside and out, when you report to duty. The only cum in this asshole should be mine! When you report to work tomorrow night, I want this ass so clean I can eat dinner out of it!"

"S-sure boss," Lois managed. "Whatever you say."

An hour later, Lois Lane was limping home. She laid down on her bed, with a bag of frozen peas jammed between her asscheeks, until dawn came. Her night out hadn't been an entire bust. A pain in the ass, yes, several times over...but the reporter now had an "in" on the brothel. That felt like progress more than it felt like she'd simply been fucked.

"Just need to report for duty," she murmured, as she drifted off to sleep. "Ms. Blaze's personal ass-isstant..."