Chapter 14 by Zeebop

Does Lois rip it off?

Lois Rips It Off

"Just like a big band-aid," Lois Lane said to herself, as her nails fiddled at the edge of the tape.

In truth, the reporter knew it was worse than that. The adhesive on the tape could tear skin. What it would do to her labia was something the reporter didn't want to think about. She felt fortunate that most of her pussy was already shaved, because the idea of ripping off her pubic hair definitely would not have helped.

Yet the alternative—to leave all that sperm swimming around in her snatch—was not acceptable.

So with the corner of the duct-tape between thumb and forefinger, Lois began to peel off the tape.

It tugged at her skin. Lois grimaced as it pulled at her flesh and stretched her labia out grotesquely. A little at a time the adhesive gave way...and when Lois could see her clit, she took three deep breathes and tore the tape straight downward.

The pain sent the reporter to her knees. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, too shocked to actually give voice to the sudden violation. Blood specked her labia, bits of skin torn from her flesh still stuck to the bit of duct tape, and grey-white jizz oozed out of her slit.

Yet that wasn't the worst of it. There was still a part of the tape adhering to her perineum.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Lois whispered, her composure lost as she grabbed the ragged end of the tape and pulled again...asshole clenched so hard that she could have made Superman a diamond if she'd had a lump of coal shoved up there.

As the duct tape fluttered to the ground, the reporter knelt there for a moment, her pussy squeezing cum out onto the floor. Her heart hammered in her chest. Her cunt burned in a way she hadn't experienced since the time she had drunkenly tried to wax herself.

Except Lois didn't know when Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn would be back. So the reporter **** herself to her feet.