Epilogue: Keep On The Light

"Are you going to be okay?"

The nurse paused at the doorway, one hand on the light switch. On the bed, Jessica Cruz lay beneath the blanket, head on the pillow. Her Green Lantern ring was dull and inert on her finger.

"I'll be alright," she said, offering the nurse a weak smile. "Just, um, leave the light on? The dark, you know..."

"Of course," the nurse said. "Good night."

The door shut, and with a deep shuddering sigh, Jessica Cruz closed her eyes.

The police had taken her to the hospital. Taken her statement. The Justice League had visited, and the other Green Lanterns. There wasn't much that Jessica could tell them. Lois Lane had disappeared. Jessica had been shuffled from hospital to hospital, first to heal, then to "rest"...and to talk to a therapist. Even if she had physically recovered from the ****, she knew there were some scars that weren't visible.

She still saw her at night. The reporter's face a mask of demonic fury. That cock ripping through her, a pornographic nightmare. There were days she woke up in the middle of the night, body slick with sweat, and raced for the toilet to puke her guts out...and there were nights she cried herself to sleep while rubbing her crotch.

Tonight, she tried to sleep. That was one of the benefits of the hospital. They didn't give her any **** to sleep. That was a bad habit to get into.

You can do this, she thought to herself, as she lay in the bed and **** herself to relax. You're a Green Lantern. You can overcome great fear.

The light burned, but with her eyes closed, it wasn't so bad. The air was still. The rooms were fairly soundproofed, so she couldn't hear the other patients, the water through the pipes. Just the pulse of her own heart. Long into the wee hours of the night.

She was actually snoring when the sheet was pulled off of her sleeping body.

Yellow light played over her body. A green spark slid across the surface of her ring, and Jessica Cruz awoke with a start...and immediately froze, convinced she was in the grips of nightmare.

A figure floated at the foot of her bed. A slim, feminine figure in a tight-fitting yellow and black uniform, the familiar symbol of the Sinestro Corps glowing over her right eye. A Mona Lisa smile on on Lois Lane's features. Jessica took all that in within a glance, yet what caught her attention was the monstrous penis that jutted out between her legs, with the heavy testicles hanging underneath, all sleeved in yellow and black so that only the purplish head was exposed...and piercing that, the yellow ring of the Sinestro Corps.

"Hello, lover," the Yellow Lantern said, her voice husky and sensual. Small Sinestro Corps symbols floated in the darkness of the pupils in those violet eyes. "Miss me?"

"L-Lois Lane," Jessica found her voice. She pushed herself into a sitting position against the back of the bed. Her green lantern ring began to glow. "What...what happened to you?"

"After my...induction...I went through the Sinestro Corps equivalent of boot camp," the reporter stepped forward into the space the sleeping woman's legs had been, her weight settling on the end of the bed. The legs folded as Lois popped into a squat, her priapic pecker pointing at the Green Lantern's panties. "I learned quite a lot. But I have to admit...I spent a good part of these last few weeks thinking about you. After all...you were my first."

The cock twitched. The yellow ring glowed.

Golden insect legs emerged from under the bed and grabbed at Jessica's legs, and **** them apart. Green light flared on Cruz's finger, and then pain, terrible and swift, wrenched through her hand...

As golden tentacles emerged from the back of the bed and pulled Jessica's upper body against the bedstead, she stared in horror at the bloody stump that had been her finger...and then back at Lois.

One clawed tentacle handed a small brown finger to the Yellow Lantern, a Green Lantern ring still on it. Lois smiled wider, as a golden chain threaded itself through the bloody stump, and it settled on her neck, to dangle like a trophy between her breasts.

"Nice try," Lois said. "Too slow. Now..."

A skeletal yellow hand, claws gleaming, ripped away Jessica Cruz's panties. The Green Lantern shook uncontrollably, fighting the rising tide of fear.

"Please...don't," her voice was plaintive, even in her own ears. "Not again, please, I don't..."

"Shhhh, shh shh shh," Lois said as she walked forward on her knees. The tentacles and insect legs raised Jessica's lower body up so that the pussy was just in line with the dickgirl Lantern's cock. "We both know how this is going to end. Just think of it like a horror movie."

The rigid prick rubbed against Jessica's pussy. Unbidden, hot piss dribbled out of her quaking hole. Lois ignored it. One hand slid up the Green Lantern's nightshirt, to rest over her breastbone.

"Feel your heart, beating so far. Your nipples are hard. You're excited. Fear and arousal are so, so close together..." The former reporter leaned forward, her breath smelled like saffron, with the sickly sweetness of blood underneath. "...I wonder what you've been dreaming of. Nightmares of me? Of our time together? Or maybe..."

The hand slid down to Jessica's stomach.

"...of the seed I planted in you?"

Jessica didn't answer. Her eyes were focused on the green ring, gleaming on her own dismembered finger. So close...yes so far...

The hard mass of the yellow cock-ring burned as Lois pressed the tip of her cock against Jessica Cruz's hole.

"I've got weeks more to pour into your needy cunt," Lois said. Her lips pressed against Jessica's mouth...and then she plunged ahead...and it took all of the Green Lantern's will not to scream as that cock tore into her once again, bringing back all the memories of that first, terrible **** that had left her gasping, bleeding, and terribly **** for more.

Something broke in Jessica. She went limp, as the cock pumped into her pussy. Perhaps re-living the trauma was too much for her, or perhaps it was simply shock. The Green Lantern ceased to fight as the demon-tainted Yellow Lantern took her pleasure on the helpless pussy. Golden drops of piss dripped down onto the bed, and Jessica grunted in pain, the stump of her finger throbbing. The green ring glinted as it swung back and forth between Lois Lane's thrusts, in time with her thrusts.

The ring, Jessica thought dimly...and recalled her own training. It's not my will alone that powers it. I have to focus my emotions through my will...what am I feeling?

Weeks without sex put Lois on a hair trigger. Her face screwed up, turning a deepening shade of red as her balls tensed. The thrusts grew shorter, the reporter's breathing more ragged, the Yellow Lantern ring scraping against the inside of Jessica Cruz's pussy.

Fear. Lust. Anger. The bound woman's muscles tensed. By themselves, they wouldn't get her out of this...but just feeling something holding her back, something she could resist, helped her to focus. All the emotions inside of her gave her strength...and as Lois pressed her cock in deep and all the pent-up cum of the last few weeks burst inside of her, a green light flared from the ring...blotting out all else.

When it died down, Lois found herself tied to the bed, cocooned head to foot in emerald chains, with only her demonic dick standing free. Jessica Cruz, naked but surrounded by a glowing green aura, stood over her. Cum oozed sluggishly out of the Green Lantern's cunt...and as Jessica clutched her detached finger in her mutilated hand, Lois saw the green glow intensify as it was pulled back up inside the naked lantern, who stared down at her with eyes not far from madness.

"In brightest day, in darkest night...no evil cum shall escape my cunt!"

Out in the corridor, the nurse noted that the light was still burning in Jessica Cruz's room...and if she noticed that the light had a sickly green color, instead of the typical pale yellow glow of the lamp...she saw no need to disturb her patient from her much-needed rest.