Lois Lets Blaze Eat Her Out

"Ugh. This is some I Dream of Jeannie shit—where are my pants?"

Lois Lane looked down to see the horny succubus snuffling at her bare crotch. Hot breath brushed across the reporter's naked slit. Before the reporter could offer a protest, a long pink tongue slid out and over lips of the reporter's labia...wide enought that it could cover the whole of the reporter's mons with a single slow slurp, but ending in a forked tip that almost seemed to grab the stiff little clit as it passed.

Your pants are by the door, mistress, Blaze's voice came into Lois Lane's brain, completely bypassing her ears. The effect was disconcerting...but the reporter was too preoccupied at the moment to argue.

"Hey I didn't say...I don't want a ****, dammit!" The reporter tried to think as the demon's hands gently spread the knees wider, giving her better access to the leaking twat, and began another long, slow lick. "What if I...could I release you on bond or something? Like, set you free but you couldn't do any more villainy?"

If you release a prisoner, can you prevent them from sinning again?

Lois stared down at Blaze. The demon was getting really engaged in her work. There was a strange eagerness and thoroughness to how well she cleaned the reporter's quim, that tongue running from the taint up to the clit and back again, not trying to tongue-fuck her like a man would, though a part of Lois wondered what it might feel like to let that long, thick tongue up inside her cunny...it had been months since she'd had any sexual contact with anything that didn't run on batteries.

The reporter's eyes narrowed. "Tell me the truth. Did you lose on purpose?"

No mistress. I played to win. If I had won, I would have had the naked women on their hands and knees as a bed, and fucked and impregnated you on top of them, that you might know how completely and utterly you had lost.

"That's sick."

I am a demon, mistress. Evil is my nature, evil is my path...I am bound to it.

The reporter sighed. Her body was starting to heat up under the demon's tongue bath. "I don't believe any being is inherently evil. But as long as you're with me...you won't do anything evil?"

Not unless you order it, mistress. I am yours to command. Your ****.

Lois groaned. What the hell am I going to do? I can't in good conscience **** Blaze to lick my pussy for the rest of her unnatural life. Yet if I set her free, she'll just go back to her evil ways. There has to be a solution! Something I can do that doesn't involve slavery.

The demon paused her eager cuntlapping. Pussy juice dripped from the tip of her nose.

Would you like me to fuck you while you're thinking, mistress? I can feel your sexual frustration. It clouds your judgment. If you came, it might clear your mind.