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Chapter 15 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Is The Next Order?

Move

Lois Lane gasped as she started to rise. All of her attention was focused on her ass now. The great brown cock stretching her tight hole. It was sending terrible mixed signals in her brain...she wanted to squeeze and knew she sholudn't. Wanted it out of her, but wanted to keep it inside of her at the same time. It was so hot...

SLOWER

The command came like a bolt of pink lightning through her brain. The reporter's thighs began to quiver as she slowed her ascent...inching upward until only the head of the black cock was inside her ass.

SIT

It was almost a relief as Lois sank back down on that hard cock, even though she could feel the slick flesh stretch out her hole again, which began to burn slightly. It was so thick near the base, and as Lois Lane's ass neared it she could really feel the burn increasing...the hairs on his stomach tickled her ass as she settled in.

UP

Without even a moment to catch her breath, Lois found herself rising. It was like she didn't even have to think about the commands. The words just flashed and by the time Lois read them her body was already moving of its own accord. She slid up slowly, feeling the glans catch at the rim of her anus from inside...

DOWN

...and sank back again. Her heart hammered in her chest, her neglected pussy dripped, and Lois found herself in a daze, not even thinking as the words flashed on the screen and her body responded. Up and down, faster and slower. The reporter stopped trying to think and just let her body go on autopilot, the burning heat in the rim of her ass growing and growing as her pale cheeks rose up and down, stroking that hard, hot piece of meat, letting it into her so deep, teasing it but never letting it go.

It was so different from being fucked in her pussy. There wasn't the same sense of pleasure, but it was intense...so taboo...and it didn't really hurt, but there was a familiar burn and ache in her muscles as she rose and fell, rose and fell, like doing the stair stepper at the gym. Her thighs and calves were crying out for a break, and her ass...her asshole was just this blossoming circle of aching fire, not painful but exhausted in a good way. Lois didn't know how much more she could take, but felt ready for anything...

Until the next command came.

What is the next command?

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