Chapter 11 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Do Now?

Find the Switch

Just when Lois Lane thought she might have to wreck her pussy...she felt a little click. The reporter almost fell off the statue as it started to move, the vibration making its way up the cock, thrumming through her cunt in a wonderful way that she hadn't experienced since her first Hitachi wand had broken for good. By the time it stopped, Lois Lane's legs felt lick sackfuls of jelly, and her pussy felt pleasantly numb.

Carefully, she slipped off of the stone cock to see what it had uncovered...

And beheld a stairway descending into darkness.

The reporter grinned...and then the smile faded as she looked around for her pants. A quick search found the garment poking out from beneath the statue, the tight red material caught in the treads. Lois gave it a pull, but it wasn't budging. On the plus side, that probably meant the statue wasn't going to close back over the stairwell anytime soon. On the downside...

Lois felt a distinct draft across her bare bottom. She was about to descend into darkness with her ass hanging out. And the longer she waited, the better the odds were that someone would come along and find out.

The stairs were steep and narrow, and Lois Lane took them one at a time, using her phone to light the way. The bare rock beneath her feet was free of dust and debris, suggesting that the stairs must be in reasonably recent use.

And there were things painted on the wall...too stylized to be random graffiti. Naked women locked together in sexual congress, like a bizarre lesbian Kama Sutra...except there was one figure that combined male and female, a red hermaphrodite with horns and a comically oversized cock. Proportionally, it was the same size as Lois Lane's forearm, yet it seemed to have no difficulty penetrating ass, pussy, and mouth...

Lois Lane's foot hit bottom in something wet and sticky. She grimaced, wishing she had been paying more attention to her footing than the pornographic murals of the cult. The reporter shined the light of the phone down at the ground, just to find out what she had stepped in.