That's A Little...Possessive

"Yes," Blaze said. She bent lower...and the reporter lost her balance. Her leg slipped.

They fell...and the world twisted around them. Lois gasped as their clothes slide off through their flesh, as though the woman and dickgirl had become suddenly intangible. The reporter could feel gravity clutch at her, clutched instinctively at Angelica Blaze...and when they hit a soft surface, that same gravity drove Blaze's cock into the reporter to the hilt.

Lois panted...and stared around her. She was in the middle of a four-poster bed, covered with black sheets. It looked as though they were in a cave, black candles burning in niches all around the chamber, which was roughly circular. There was no other furniture, nor doors or windows...though an opening in the wall revealed what looked like a carved set of steps. From that direction, a warm wind blew.

The dickgirl rubbed her cheek against her lover's. She whispered into the reporter's ear.

"When I desire a thing so much that it consumes me," Blaze says. "I can think of nothing else. So here, sweetmeat, I will make you mine, and mine alone."

"That's...that's now how it works," Lois said. The reporter fumbled with her words as she sought to come to terms with what had happened. Obviously, Blaze was much more than a madam of a brothel with a working dick and a desire for children. Lois doubted if she was even human. "I mean, a business arrangement is one thing, but I have my own life...and I don't...I don't love you."

The words blurted out, but the reaction to Angelica Blaze was if Lois had struck a blow. The pure white eyes burned brighter, and as Lois stared, small tears formed on the edges...and immediately boiled away into steam. The shadows around those eyes darkened, and the dickgirl's lips twitched, to show more teeth. A feral grin.

"I will fuck you until you love me," she growled softly. Her hips twitched, and Lois grimaced as the head of her cock bumped against the reporter's cervix. Her hands found the reporter's wrists and with inhuman strength, pinned the reporter to the bed. "I will make it so your body cannot live without me...however long it takes. This I vow."

Lois Lane, for all her misgivings, could not keep Angelica Blaze's mouth from covering her own...or fight the tongue that pushed its way past her closed lips and teeth.