End: They Do Not Live Happily Ever After

".ytitsahc ni kcoL"

It was pronounced like a sentence of ****. Raven grunted in pain as a black metal cage, etched with runes, manifested around her dick. A grunt was about all she could do. Green Lantern energy constructs bound her hands behind her, and gagged her mouth. The disappointed faces of her friends and allies stared down at her, and Raven hung her head in shame.

In all honesty, she wasn't really surprised at how swiftly the Titans and Justice League had combined **** to take her into custody. The trial had been a private, perfunctory affair; Jason Blood had argued her case, the strength of her demonic side, the unnatural forces that had gone into Lois Lane's corruption, Raven's long history of heroism...

That was what had made them take pity on her. That, and the fact that Lois herself, after Zatanna and Doctor Fate had managed to expunge most of the demonic influence on her, testified in Raven's defense. That the young woman—well, young dickgirl—had not been fully in control of her own actions.

"That still leaves a few problems," Doctor Fate said ominously. "Lois and Raven are still soulbound. And Lois Lane is still locked in her current form."

Superman had remained largely aloof from the trial. Too close to Lois Lane, he said nothing through it all. Now, as they pondered what to do, he spoke.

"I think there's a way forward here...to help Raven control her urges, and to make recompense for what she did to Lois."

This is why Raven found herself on the toilet, with the enema, to clean herself out. To daintily dab her backside with perfumed tissue. To step forward into Lois Lane's bedroom, not even bothering to put her costume back on.

She bent over the edge of the bed, and waited patiently as Lois Lane rubbed her little dicklet into hardness. Raven bit her lip as a dribble of lube ran down the crack of her ass.

"It's not forever," Lois said, as she rubbed the head of her prick against the grey little pucker. "Doctor Fate and Jason Blood are working to undo the soul bond. Then you can get serviced by anyone you want. Beast Boy. Robin. I'm sure I can a good word in for you with Superman...he's been very attentive lately. Blames himself for not keeping a better watch on me...aaahhh..."

Raven's cock quivered in its cage as the reporter's dick slid inside her sphincter. A white dribble oozed out of the TItan's cockhole as the reporter's small dick brushed her prostate.

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos...!" Raven mumbled her mantra under her breath. All she had to do was take care of Lois Lane's needs for the foreseeable future. A long way away from the happy ending that Raven had hoped for, with her plowing Lois Lane's ass for the foreseeable future. Yet in a way, Raven understood the need to atone for her crimes.

She just wished Lois Lane had made a few different choices on her night out.