Lois Accepts Blaze's Help Again

Once again, Lois Lane let herself relax. Like a passenger in her body as she passed through the dark curtain, into a dark vestibule. She couldn't see anything in the dark space, the curtain cutting out all light. But it was warm, awash with an animal reek, the air close and humid, breathed-in.

She was not alone.

Although Lois couldn't see them, she could hear them, growling gently. Still letting Blaze take control, she felt her hands rise out from her sides, reaching into the darkness...and touching, something. The reporter wasn't sure exactly what they were, but one thing was immediately apparent: there were at least two of them, and they were male.

Guardian demons.

The reporter dropped once more to her knees, hands wrapped around a pair of hard cocks, small but covered with some kind of scales or exoskeleton...semirigid plates that ran the full length of the cocks, down to their hanging nut sacks. Gently, Lois found her hands pulling and tugging, drawing them closer to her.

Easily sated.

Lois felt her lips open, her head turn...and wondered, as all this was happening, what she had expected. She was about to suck off a pair of demons in a dark room, and yet she felt so weirdly apart from it all. Even though she could taste the bitter, salty sting as the hard prickhead slid along her tongue into her mouth. Feel the inhuman shafts in her hands as she stroked them.

There were no more words from Blaze for a while, the demon busy piloting the reporter as she switched from one demon to another, drawing them a little closer each time, until Lois hardly had to turn her head to accept their spit-slick shafts into her hot, waiting mouth. With uncharacteristic skill, the reporter pivoted from one cock to the next, bringing them close until...

Both knobs pressed together, rubbing against each other as they sought entrance into her mouth. Lois Lane felt herself open her mouth wide, excepting both of the cockheads as far as she was able. It was her first double blowjob, neither cock able to go far but Lois still going much, much further than she had ever dared to go before.

There was a moment of confusion then, as her tongue was squeezed between the two pricks, lips stretched to their maximum. She could feel the shafts swell and taste their spurt, first one and then the other, coating her back teeth in salty demon jizz. And as they pulled out—scaly cocks pulling against her lips, scraping themselves clean—Lois Lane swallowed, feeling the hot cum slide down her throat.

And for the life of her, she couldn't tell whether Blaze had been the one to swallow...or herself.

In the darkness, the demons seemed to move back. Lois, in control of herself once more, stumbled forward, hands grasping at the curtain in front of her, pulling it aside to head deeper into Blaze's center of operations.

The next obsctacle carries a heavy toll.

Lois Lane sensed the hidden meaning there. Blaze wasn't offering to take control this time...but it was still on the table. The reporter had little doubt the demon knew what was coming and probably how to get around it, but she was waiting to see if Lois would ask her to take charge of her body again. The fact that the human woman was even considering the question surprised her.

As much as Lois liked to be the take-charge type, in control of her life and situation, she had to admit that sometimes it did feel good to just...let it go and let someone else take control. Little as she liked to admit it, the reporter was seriously thinking about asking Lois to pilot her body once again. If nothing else than because it gave her a degree of removal...to say that it wasn't her that had kissed a woman's cunt, or sucked off a pair of strange cocks in the dark. To think that she might have been capable of doing that herself, instead of blaming the demon within...