Lois Will Let Blaze Fuck Her Any Nasty Way She Wants, As Long As Blaze Doesn't Cum In Her Pussy

Angelica Blaze paused, her cock buried to the hilt in the reporter's pussy. Lois stared into those dark eyes, and realized, with a shock, that she couldn't see her reflection in those pupils. They were like twin wells of darkness that threatened to drown the reporter.

"Anyway I want? In your ass? In your mouth? In bondage? While you're asleep and dreaming?" The dickgirl inquired. "In a filthy bathroom like a whore? While spanking you with a tennis racket? Can I glaze the rim of your coffee mug and make you drink it?"

"As long as no cum goes in my pussy," Lois said, shivering as she could almost feel the gears turning in Blaze's mind.

The soft, half-smile grew a little wider.

"I have to warn you, I have quite an imagination. And I'd want to indulge that imagination...more than once."

Lois swallowed hard as she caught the dickgirl's meeting.

"How many times?" Lois said.

Blaze's grin grew into a wicked little leer.

"What do you say to an...open-ended contract? I'll pay you for each encounter. Generously. In exchange, I can fuck you as much as I want, whenever I want, and you must obey me and fulfill my every kink, let me do whatever I wish to your beautiful body."

Lois sucked in her teeth. She hated this. Hated that her decisions tonight had led her to this place. Yet she told herself that no contract with this woman would hold up in court, and any agreement was okay if it got that dangerous dick out of her pussy before it was too late.

"No cumming in my pussy. No revealing my identity to the public. And I want..." she named the amount of her last paycheck from the Daily Planet. "Each time."

"Agreed," Angelica said. Blaze's lips split, to show even white teeth. One hand waved...and with a crack of distant thunder, a vellum scroll appeared. The reporter's eyes opened wide. The dickgirl hadn't opened a drawer to pull out the contract...she had simply reached out and pulled it from the air.

They shifted position. Blaze sank into a chair, the reporter on her lap. Lois unfurled the scroll and read:

I, Lois Lane, do solemnly swear to abide...

It was the terms they had agreed to. No fine print, no hidden clauses. There was a space at the bottom for Lois to sign her name...and as the reporter unfurled the end of the scroll the sharp vellum gave her a papercut.

Bright red blood dripped onto the vellum...and Lois watched, with strange fascination, as the liquid shifted into the familiar loops and dot of her signature.

"Now then," Blaze said pleasantly as she lifted the reporter up, so that the hard, slick cock slipped out of Lois Lane's pussy. "How shall I fuck you for our first contractual encounter? You know, I've never fisted a woman's pussy and cum in her ass at the same time..."