End: Lois Confesses

It came out. First, haltingly...and then in a torrent. The whole story of Lois Lane's night out, leaving out no detail. Every decision Lois had made, every step that had brought her here with Supergirl...including her deal with Blaze.

Lois Lane could feel stupid tears fall down her face. Here she was, one finger knuckle-deep in the most perfect ass in the world, crying like a fool.

"I wondered about that," Kara said softly. "Where's the wand now?"

The reporter looked at where she had dropped it. Pointed with her free hand...just within reach.

The blonde head nodded. Her perfect spine stiffened a little. She reached out and plucked the small ivory stick, turned it over and over carefully...and then handed it back to Lois.

"You'd better do it. Demons are bound by their word. She'll have to release the women." Kara said.

Lois hesitated. Is she really asking for me to take her virginity?

The head turned, the blue eyes meeting Lois Lane's. "I trust you, Lois. Just...do my one favor?"

"What's that?" Lois asked.

"Could you...keep your finger in my butt? It feels...comfortable." The blonde woman sounded so innocent and embarrassed at the words that Lois Lane's heart almost melted. The reporter bent forward and planted a kiss right on one pefectly sculpted cheek.

"I will!" Lois promised.

The reporter held the small, slim wand between her fingers...and then on impulse, she rubbed it against her own pussy lips, letting her wetness coat the hard surface of the ivory. It was little enough lubricant...but Lois could see the tenseness in Kara's back muscles, and knew her lover's apprehension and anticipation must have been a worse **** than the act itself would be.

After all, what was a hymen, anyway? Nothing but a skein of flesh, which many young women lost by ways other than some man's prick, and yet so many of them were judged on that as if it was some kind of gross deficiency...even if there were surgeries these days to replace it.

Lois slid the wand between the lips of Supergirl's labia, hotdogging the little stick. The room was deadly silent. No jokes now, no moans. The reporter held the wand in the palm of her hands, using her fingertips to spread those lips, to position it at the entrance of her pussy...

"Don't be sorry," Supergirl said, a heartbeat before Lois pressed her palm forward. "I trust you, Lois. I...I..."

The reporter felt the pressure grow on her finger, trapped inside that asshole. A little more and Kara would crush the digit to a pulp. Yet Lois knew what she meant.

"I love you too," she said simply, and rammed the stick in.

Supergirl's hymen was as invulnerable as the rest of her...but like all Kryptonians, she was weak against magic. The wand tore through her with a sudden ****...and when Lois pulled it back out, her heart hammered against her chest as she saw the bright blood on the engravings.

"I'll take that," a familiar voice said...and both Lois and Supergirl turned to see the demon Blaze, tall and horned, blood red skin showing on her lanky form, pluck the wand from the reporter's hand. "Our pact is done, Lois."

"Wait!" Supergirl said. "The women are free, right?"

The demon turned to look at the prostrate Kryptonian.

"My word is my bond. They are returned to their mortal lives, little the worse for wear, though with a bit more wordly experience. Why?"

The blonde's eyes flashed...and Blaze screamed as the ivory stick in her hand exploded. The naked heroine stood up and assumed a fighting posture, Lois Lane's finger still stuck in her ass, the reporter flipped over onto her back by the speed of the change in position.

"I don't recall there being any part of your deal where you got to keep it," Supergirl said with a grin. "And unless you want a fight right here and now, I suggest you leave."

Blaze hissed like a snake, her hand blackened and smoking.

"I'll get your blood yet, Supergirl...and your little girlfriend too!"

There was a crash of thunder...and then Blaze was gone. Lois and Kara were alone again.

Supergirl let a sigh as she relaxed. She looked down at Lois.

"Girlfriend, huh?" The blonde asked.

Lois gave a weak smile back. "If you want me."

Supergirl rubbed her pussy. "My...kitty...hurts. I don't suppose you'd...lick it for me?"

Relief flooded through the reporter. "Of course, Kara."

"Just one thing...can you keep your finger in my ass? I'm really getting used to it..." Kara said.

Which was how Lois Lane's long, strange night out ended...on her bed, tongue buried inside Sueprgirl's bloody muff, slowly sliding her finger in and out of that tight pink asshole. The night had awoken strange, unfamiliar desires in both of them...and where it would lead, no one knew.