Make The Bitch Wait

"You want it, don't you pet?" Lois cooed as her fingers rubbed the werewolf's slit. The tail wagged back and forth, and the muzzle opened and closed, tongue lolling as the wolf-woman began to pant. "But if you want a treat, you have to show me how obedient you can be. Close your eyes. Close your eyes and stay like a good dog."

Their eyes met. Lois Lane's violet eyes, and the yellow wolf-eyes of the she-bitch. The reporter didn't blink, did her best to project calm confidence. She was the alpha. Carefully, Lois hooked the middle two fingers and pressed them into the slit...and the wolf-woman's mouth gaped wide to show her fangs...and then Lois pulled her fingers out, and the mouth snapped shut.

"Close your eyes," Lois ordered, with some of her father's command tone in her voice. "And stay!"

The tail wagged, slowly...and then the great golden eyes closed. The wolf-woman lay there, hands against her furry chest, nipples hard on her breasts as Lois stepped over her...and opened the door.

"Good girl," Lois said. "I'll be back to make you cum in just a moment."

Lois turned to look through the door...

It was a long hall of funhouse mirrors, lit overhead by a series of lamps, and at the very end, a great red gem set on a pedestal. No more guardians, no apparent traps. The reporter set off down the hall to claim the magical jewel.