Lois Lane's Cock Is Harder Than Diamond

The drill touched her flesh...and Lois Lane instinctively tried to scream through her gag. The rotating drill pressed against the top of her sensitive glans, the pressure built. Lois squeezed her eyes tight as a burning circle of pressure bit into her dick...

...and then, a moment later, Lois opened her eyes. The drillbit was a blur. She could hear the roar of the engine turning it at speed. Feel it press down into the spongy tissue. But it wasn't breaking the skin. The diamond tip wasn't biting into the sensitive flesh. The reporter's brow furrowed in confusion as she watched the skin stretch but not the drill only spun and spun. There was no spurt of blood, no friction burn. Not even any pain.

In fact, the rumble of the machine, the pressure on her swollen glans, felt kind of...good.

The reporter would have bit her lip, if the gag didn't prevent it. Her cock, already hard as a bar of steel, swelled around the metal clamp at the base of her dick. The vaguely greenish veins stood out, the black head became shiny and smooth, even darker and fuller than before, the flaring crest like the base of an ancient Greek helmet. What's more, the reporter could feel a definite throb in the bulge in the base of her crotch just above the cock clamp, and she was pretty sure that bulge was an internal pair of gonads, churning out new sperm...but with the clamp in place, Lois didn't think she could cum.

But she really, really wanted to.

It was sexual ****. Lois could feel the vibrations of the drill in her teeth. Her pussy was leaking down her naked thighs, precum oozed from the swollen lips of her cockslit. It was like a powerful vibrator taped to her clitoris, only impossibly more sensitive than Lois had ever felt...almost too intense. The reporter could feel the tide rising inside of her, the aching need to cum, but trapped as she was she couldn't seem to ejaculate. It was enough to drive a lesser dickgirl mad.

As Lois Lane squirmed against her bonds, as Lex Luthor monitored the test from behind the safety screen. Lois could just see him out of her peripheral vision, the mouth set in a line, the bald head gleaming. Mercy Graves wiped his brow.

"Subject's genitals appear to have full Kryptonian invulnerability," Luthor said. Lois, on the other hand of the screen, could not hear him above the whirr of the drill...but as he touched certain controls, she saw small mechanical arms emerge from the side of the machine that was currently trying and failing to drill a hole in her turgid dick.

"Now moving into Stage Three testing."