Everything She Owns

"What?" Lois asked, taken aback, asking the question out of instinct. She had expected her soul, or some sort of **** on Superman...but this? The magic of the oath **** Blaze to answer, though the demon seemed happy enough to do it.

"All your money, bank accounts, and credit cards. All your possessions, down to your clothing. The lease on this apartment. Everything you own will become mine. You will sign documents confirming your total incompetence to handle your financial affairs, granting me the sole power to control of all your finances, into perpetuity."

The demon smiled. "You will only wear the clothes I give you. You will live in the house that I pay for. You will go and write your articles and all the money that you earn will go into accounts that I control, with only whatever allowance I give you for sundry needs. And in exchange..."

Blaze reached over and took the reporter's hand. Guided it to the throbbing crimson cock between the demon's legs. The warm heat of the pulse on Lois Lane's palm was oddly exciting.

"...I will knock you up with the family you so desperately desire. I will stay with you, every step of the way during the pregnancy, and I will help you raise them. You will never want for the essentials of life, I will buy a big house for us to live, and I will support them and you for as many years as you want."

The demon slid her free hand down to the reporter's pussy.

"You don't have to do this alone. But make no mistake, my dear Lois: I will be in control of this family's finances."

Lois had heard of financial domination before...but this was something else. This meant giving up nearly all of her financial freedom. It would be like being a teenager again, **** to do things but dependent on an allowance from daddy.

Not that there wasn't precedent for it. Many wives had been in a similar situation throughout history. Although what Blaze was offering wasn't a marriage, exactly. It was a kind of contract. The kind of decision that Lois could **** herself with.

How badly do I really want to get pregnant? Lois wondered. I mean, parenthood by itself means giving up a certain amount of freedom. Is that all this is, really?