Short and Painful

There were no more words for a while. Just the slap as Blaze's ballsack spanked the reporter's ass, the grunt every time her scarlet shaft stabbed at the back of Lois Lane's pussy. Scrunched as she was against the bed by the demonic dickgirl's weight and superhuman strength, Lois could only wiggle painfully as the cock slammed down again and again, each thrust sending a spike of pure agony down her spine. The reporter wasn't certain she'd even be able to move when this was through, could barely breathe with the weight on her diaphragm, and even when she tried to scream it barely came out as a whisper, which was snatched away by the desert wind.

In less time than it took Lois to enjoy a really good cup of coffee, it was over. The pistoning stopped. The cock pushed deep...and Lois wasn't even sure what was happening until she felt oddly wet, and realized that the demon was cumming. Inside of her.

The scarlet lips let out a sigh.

"We should stay like this for a while. Let it settle in. I suppose I should do a sleeping spell or something...maybe wipe your mind."

Blaze frowned as if weighing her options.

"But if you don't know you're pregnant, you might drink heavily or something. No one wants an antichrist with Fetal **** Syndrome."

A part of Lois knew she should feel violated...upset...but mostly she felt sort of emotionally numb. Sexually unsatisfied.

"Can we change positions?" She managed to croak out. "My back hurts."

The demon looked at her warily. "There's no escape. Run away, and there's just desert."

"I don't want to run, my back is just killing me."

Carefully, the demon stood. Her cock, half-swollen but no longer around, slid out of the reporter's pussy, slick with black goo like crude oil. She stepped back and let Lois lower her legs...and then shoved a pillow under the reporter's ass, to keep her hips raised.

"Thanks," Lois said. She grimaced at the pain in her lower back...and, now that she had time to process it, the throbbing of her pussy. The reporter hadn't been fucked that hard in years, and her pussy hadn't been prepared for the sudden rough treatment.

Lois lay on the bed, trying to let her back muscles relax, staring up at the stars.

Curiosity **** Lois to break the awkward silence. "Was that really necessary?"

"I didn't bring you out here not to fuck you," Blaze said, dispassionately. "It was going to happen one way or another. We could have had a bit of fun with it, but you didn't want to play along."

"No, I mean...why did you bring me here just to fuck me? I mean, is that your thing? Have you done this before?"

"No," the demon said, and Lois once more saw that pout on her face. "No, tonight was supposed to be special."

"Why is that?" The reporter said, and realized that she had just started an interview...