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Chapter 19 by Zeebop Zeebop

Does Lois Like What She Sees?

No She Doesn't

Lois stared at the cunt full of metal. She could feel the edge of desire inside of her but...no pins and needles sensation in her own pussy.

"It's a beautiful pussy," Lois said politely, as she hit the button for the elevator to go down.

"You uh...don't want to eat it?" The pierced and tattooed woman said.

"Maybe another time," Lois said with a smile. "I've got something important I have to do tonight."

The blonde looked a little downcast as she struggled back into her pants. The elevator hit the basement with a slight crunch. Lois Lane left her there, without a look back.

I can control my desires, the reporter thought to herself, as she walked back through the Black Door.

The room was not empty.

Four hooded figures, gathered around a fifth who stood before the statue. The fifth had the book in her hands, and was reading aloud from its pages.

"Annui sancti Hyperberum. Sancti ab-jura,” the woman intoned, with a strange Mediterranean accent. Lois couldn't see much of her, because her upper face was obscured with the hood. But the hands were slim and manicured, the swell of breasts at the chest suggested a woman, and the lips were full and sensual.

"I see we have new acolyte."

The four hooded figures turned to face Lois. The reporter knew those faces from their social media profiles, their student ID cards. Diana Reynolds. Jenny Dunlap. Mara de la Cruz. Tonya Wong. The four missing women she had come to find. Here at last.

"I'm afraid you're mistaken," Lois said.

"No," the woman lowered the book, cradled it close to her belly, and raised one hand to throw back her hood. A high, regal face looked out at Lois, like the bust of Nefertiti. Masses of dark hair coiled back from her head, but the eyes...the eyes were pure white, no pupil or iris, in pits of darkness. "Your desires have drawn you here, Lois Lane. Just as theirs have. Your desires have shaped you. They control you."

Lois Lane gave a thin-lipped smile. "I am not controlled by my desires."

Those pure white eyes narrowed down to slits. "Let us test that."

How Do They Test Lois?

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