Chapter 19 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Say?

Lois Uses Her Safeword

The glass cylinder was filled with creamy white goo. Angelica Blaze smeared it with lube. Lois Lane, splayed out on the bed with her arms and legs bound, felt her chest rise and fall, wondered how far she would let this little game play out...and when the tip of that warm, hard glass turkey baster touched the entrance to her pussy, she knew.

"Kryptonite."

For a heartbeat, Lois wondered if Blaze would actually do it anyway...but then the sensation of the warm glass disappeared.

"Of course, sweetmeat. Do you want me to untie you? Are you done?"

Lois took a deep breath. She stared up at the ceiling. In truth, she didn't feel done. As horny as ever, in fact. The bound reporter had loved the bondage play so far, she just couldn't stand even the hypothetical risk of impregnation. Then, like an imp on her left shoulder that whispered into her ear, Lois had an idea.

She raised her head and looked at Blaze, the woman on her knees between the reporter's outspread legs.

"Could you...stick it up my ass?"

The dark eyes slowly blinked. The secret smile grew a little wider.

"Of course, sweetmeat. I'd love to impregnate your ass."

There was an image that sent Lois Lane's heart a-flutter...but it was just words. Words couldn't actually make her pregnant. Perhaps it would be fun to just pretend for a while...