Chapter 9 by Zeebop

Does Lois strip her clothes off hurriedly, or slowly?

Lois Lane Strips Slowly

The reporter backed away from the voluptuous Valeria. Wet hair hung in Lois Lane's face as she kicked off her heels. Strange elation ran through her...it was like she was drunk, but she didn't feel drunk, exactly. She couldn't explain the terrible heat that ran through her. This whole situation was crazy, in the show with this bodacious lesbian...Lois couldn't deny the urges of her body, but she wanted at least a measure of control.

Or that was what she told herself as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her tight red pants and began to dance.

It was a slow, sinuating rolling of hips, knees bent, as Lois circled the busty woman whose dark eyes looked appreciatively at the reporter's slim body undulating. Lois let her thumbs circle, drawing her pants lower and lower...until the hint of her carefully trimmed black pubic hair showed, and the cleavage of her ass.

By the time Lois had the pants down to the tops of her thighs, pussy exposed, dancing in place, Valeria was already naked...and when Lois turned, heels together, bending down low to show off her ass as she peeled her tight pants off her slim, athletic legs, that was when Valeria struck.

There was a punch of pain in her right ass cheek. Lois gasped, almost stumbled, but the naked Valeria caught and held her. Suddenly dizzy, Lois found herself across the naked woman's knee, the busty Latina seated in a shower chair, the hot water and steam filling the room...

...and then the hand came down again, in a wet smack, right across the reporter's buttocks.

"Hmm, chica, you are too sexy to waste on men," Valeria said. "When the mistress is done with you..."

"The mistress?" Lois gasped...and her heart leaped as Valeria began to explain.