Lois Has To Take Charge

"Jesus Cockblocking Christ," Lois said.

Asshole clenched hard to avoid voiding, the reporter leaped to her feet, grabbed Maria, and sat the young woman down on the toilet. Ominous rumbles came from Lois Lane's guts. She double-checked to make sure the strap-on was lubed, and then dropped into a squat, using one hand to hold the base of the dildo, angling it toward her asshole.

Horny as she was, Lois knew this was the tricky moment. If she relaxed her asshole, all of the XXX churning around inside of her from the enema would come out on Maria's lap. If she didn't relax her ass, then it would hurt going in. Possibly a lot...

"Ah, shit," Lois muttered as she pressed her anus down on the dildo. There was only one way to do this.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out, Lois sat down on the fake dick, putting all of her weight on it.

Bright pain sparked through the reporter's ass. It was exactly what she imagined being stabbed in the ass would feel like. The reporter sat in Maria's lap, biting back swear words, and despite everything she could feel something leaking out of her violated ass, and the reporter hoped it wasn't blood.

They sat there for a full minute, Lois not daring to unclench, just trying to get used to the pain.

"Are you okay?" Maria asked.

"Shut the fuck up," Lois said, the pain evaporating what was left of her temper with the young woman. "Just...just sit there for a minute. I'm going to try and move."