Chapter 13 by Zeebop

Does Lois fight, or submit?

Lois Submits

"Please...don't...I...promise...I'll do whatever you want..." Lois Lane blubbered.

"You'll do whatever I say?" Circe said. The hazel eyes glowed green. "Without hesitation?"

"Yes...yes...I will..." Lois said, swallowing what was left of her pride.

Circe brought the cigarette back to her lips. Lois froze, chest heaving, feeling herself begin to hyperventilate but unable to budge an inch. She had been captured by villains before, yet usually they kept her alive and unharmed as a bargaining chip. This lavender-haired sorceress, however...was different.

The lips parted. Smoke blew into the reporter's face. Lois couldn't even blink, eyes tearing up.

"Then burn," Circe said, and brought the cigarette coal down on the reporter's other nipple.

Lois shouted. It wasn't even a scream. Her body spasmed, muscles trying to rip themselves from the bone, held in place only by Circe's will. The sorceress gave a little sigh of contentment.

"I'm so tired of you bitches who think you're the hero of your own story. You make so much noise with your truth and justice and righteousness. So tonight, you little slut? Tonight you're my victim. And if you suffer very nicely and do everything I say when I say it, maybe you'll still be alive when I toss you naked and bloody into the world tomorrow morning..."

The reporter shook in place. For the first time in a long time, she felt the shiver down her spine...the knotting of her guts...the cold, empty feeling in her chest. The feeling of her rational mind slipping away in the face of terror...because she had no way to fight back, no power at all, and no one even knew where she was.