Do It

Lois' voice was barely a whisper. Something sang inside her soul, as she crossed that final line, from guilt-torn light into darkness. She pressed her hips down, hissing at the pain as she struggled to imbed the inhumanly swollen cock even deeper inside of her, fresh blood squeezing out of her ravaged cunt.

It was all the invitation that Blaze needed.

Hands like claws gripped at the reporter's tits, so hard that she was afraid the demon would rip them straight off...and inside her, she felt a new heat build. Lois panted like a bitch in heat, knotted and scrabbling for escape, but all she could manage was a moan as something thick and hot pumped into her uterus.

She could feel every pulse through that inhuman haft, which swelled gently as the liquid heat flowed through it, up and inside Lois, where it burned like a acid. The nearest thing to it in Lois experience had been the worst yeast infection of her life, when her cunt burned and itched, sore and inflamed, and yet she had been so indescribably horny she had abused herself with her biggest toy for hours, seeking some terrible relief through the pain...

This was worse, and better. Her body shuddered involuntarily, weak pussy on autopilot, instinctively trying to milk the massive member that was now unloading its thick, vicious seed inside of her. Giddy and lightheaded, Lois felt sick to her stomach, strength draining from her arms and legs, a limp fuck only held up by Blaze's arms and cock, her crotch a world of burning heat, salty semen running into open wounds in her overstretched cunt, and yet...

It was perfect. There was no greater violation, no more terrible taboo. In one fell swoop, Lois knew she was throwing away a lifetime of good behavior, and there was just such a relief to know that right at this minute, as those swollen red balls spat their devil's semen into her polluted womb, that she was finally doing it, getting away from everything she'd ever been told to be, **** to be. No more good girl Lois, not tonight. Just a knocked up slut, the devil's whore....

Darkness crowded the edges of Lois' vision, and she knew she was only a moment away from losing consciousness. She welcomed the waiting oblivion, smiling to herself as she imagined all that demonic cum soaking into her ovaries, billions of sperm seeking out her egg, overcoming its defenses...

Blaze kissed Lois gently on the back of the neck, as black cum oozed out of the reporter's pussy, mixing with the streamers of drying blood.

"It is done," the demon whispered—only to Lois, it felt more like a promise.