A Spell of Binding

"Thee to me, my spirit to thine," Angelica Blaze said. With greater gentleness now, the doubly-endowed dickgirl eased forward, gasping in unison with the bound reporter as her cocks slid in and out of Lois Lane's pussy and ass. "Our fates now are tied. What you feel, I feel. What you touch, I touch. Through you I may work my magics...my familiar."

Lois licked her lip, the taste of her lover's blood strange and tangy in her mouth.

"What do I get out of it?" The reporter said.

In answer, Blaze's lips pressed against hers...and the cocks began to throb inside of Lois. Blaze had ceased thrusting and begun to roll her hips...but it was different from before. Now the cock in her pussy found, with unerring accuracy, the reporter's g-spot...and attacked it without mercy. The cock in her ass provided just that little bit extra stimulation...and then Blaze's hands came down to squeeze Lois' breasts just the way she liked, tweaking the nipples with just enough pressure...

It was like masturbating, in a way. Blaze seemed to know exactly where to touch Lois to drive her wild. In moments Lois was shaking and bucking her hips, and the dickgirl kept right up with her, continuing to rub just the right spot within her, meeting the reporter with perfect timing and accuracy. It reminded Lois of those moments when she was jilling off and sexual anticipation pushed her past any outside concern, when her fingers were stiff and her forearm ached but she couldn't stop rubbing her pussy, not even if someone burst into the room.

"Ah...ah....aaaaaah!"

Lois cried out as her pussy clamped tight...and Blaze held her, as the reporter loved to be held though so seldom was. She hugged the reporter close, as the spasms washed over her body, and Lois Lane's panting and crying slowly subsided to soft mewls...and then, as Lois sagged, she felt Blaze begin to remove the bonds that held the reporter.

When the blindfold came off, Lois was not terribly surprised to see that Blaze had shed her human guise. Her dark-adjusted eyes took in the blood-red skin, the lean, muscular body that looked almost emaciated, the dark horns that curled up from the broad brow, the pure white eyes that seemed to burn with some inner light...and the strange, almost shy smile, so unlike the half-knowing smirk Lois remembered.

Then some strange knowledge came to Lois. Though she could not put a name to it, she knew that whatever invisible bond now connected them. Lois felt a need...an urgency...a strange pressure deep within her crotch...

"You haven't cum yet!" Lois realized.

Blaze's shy smile grew a little wilder. "Indeed. Where should I ejaculate, sweetmeat?"