You Promised!

The demon froze in place. The burning heat of her cock against the reporter's pussy was almost too much to bare. Spittle dripped from Blaze's lips, which were stuck in a rictus grin, to splatter against Lois Lane's face. The reporter's small breasts heaved. Yet her words held. Once Blaze had resumed her old form, all the memories that she had repressed had flooded back into Lois Lane's brain.

"That was the bet. If you couldn't seduce me by dawn, without magic, I and the other women would go free," Lois said.

Blaze's eyes burned from within, like clear glass marbles filled with white fire. Black sparks crackled up and down the length of those dark horns. The mouth opened...and the sigh of the scarlet succubus was like the hot wind of an open oven.

"Yes. I did promise. And you will go free, Lois. But I have until dawn to seduce you, don't I? Until dawn to fuck you so good, so hard, so hot, that by the end you will be enslaved to my cock and begging for more!"

"You're insane," Lois whispered. "It doesn't work like that! **** me isn't going to make me fall in love with you, you idiot! This isn't some...some cheap porno tape! You stick your dick in me and I'll hate you forever!"

The demon's lips twisted. The reporter began to sweat at the burning heat of the body above her. That held her arms pinned. Lois Lane was hardly in a position to stop Blaze if she did want to fuck Lois...and that gave the **** reporter an idea. A terrible idea, maybe, but an idea.

"If you really want to fuck me," Lois Lane said carefully. "We could...make another bet. But you have to let the other women go first."

A volcanic rumble sounded deep inside Blaze's chest...but was it Lois Lane's imagination, or did those lips twist upward into a ghastly imitation of a smile.

"They're free. As promised. Now tell me about this bet..."