End: You Are Mine...

Angelica Blaze took Lois' left hand, and slipped a black ring around her third finger.

"...and I yours."

An electric shock flowed through Lois Lane as the ring touched her skin, a burning circle that seemed to electrify her entire body. Slowly, as she watched, a red stain seeped over the finger, until it was as crimson as Blaze's own.

"Wh-what did you do?" Lois gasped. Blaze held up her own left hand. An identical ring was there.

"In the eyes of Hell and Heaven, by my seed and your own word, our souls bound together in illness and health. One life, one power, one heart, to be shared together...until **** do us part." She smiled. "You will need my strength, to carry our children to term..." The demon smiled. "...wife."

Lois stood there, heart beating madly. It was not anything she had planned, or even knew she had wanted. Yet there was an eager, imploring look in the demon's eys...and Lois felt her heart soften, and the butterflies drain from her stomach.

"If we are married," the woman said, spreading her legs and reaching down with one hand to draw back her labia, exposing the tender pink folds of her sex. "then you may kiss the bride."

Blaze moved forward, teasingly, tantalizingly, letting her long demon tongue slip out of her mouth. For the first time, Lois noticed it was forked, but not like a snake's...like a smaller tongue emerging from the top of the other one, slender and sensitive. Lois wondered what she was going to do with that...and then found out.

The larger, more familiar tongue slipped into Lois' channel, lapping at the entrance of her vaginal canal. The smaller, more slender one went higher, the tiny fine tip teasing Lois by gently circling her urethra. Like a virginal bride, Lois shuddered, wondering...hoping...

The inhumanly long tongue slipped forward. With a gasp, Lois felt it fill her vaginal canal, thick as a normal human cock, the prehensile organ lapping over her insides, probing deep within. And the smaller fork, dainty and thin, pressed slightly against the small pucker of her urethra...and slipped in.

It was a place that Lois never thought of, except during the burning pain of an infection. Virgin territory within her, and a virginity she had not even known she had. Yet it was not entirely unpleasant, for the probing tongue was so long and thin, so well-lubricated by Blaze's spittle, that Lois was lost for a time in the unnatural double penetration.

Do you like it? Blaze's voice echoed inside Lois mind. She stared down at the white-on-white eyes, and understood she was hearing her spouse's thoughts. Lois answered, truthfully, forming and projecting the thought as best she could:

Yes.

A warm glow came to Lois then—not a physical heat or light, but the kind of echo of gladness that Lois had known, when Blaze had first called her "wife"—and she realized it was Angelica's own happiness, coming through their shared bond without any need of words to express it.

Do you want to return the favor?

The thought cut into Lois mind, overtones of eagerness, curiosity, excitement. Lois blinked, not sure. Can I? She thought...and then extended her tongue, out past her lips...and then past the edge of her chin...far longer than it had ever gone before. Lois could not contain her excitement as she began to realize what Blaze meant by sharing "one power."

Carefully, they rearranged themselves. Blaze lay on the floor, her demonic prick pointed toward the ceiling. Lois squatted over her face, the forked tongue working deep inside of her, tasting and exploring her hidden depths. And Lois was face to face with the crimson cock of her spouse.

She let herself drool over it, feeling a proper bride of hell as she let her extra-long tongue—now perhaps six inches long—wrap around the head of that dick. Dim traces of ecstasy reached her, Blaze's emotions coming through their link, and Lois smiled to think that her lady must be feeling the same thing. Indeed, Lois wanted to make her feel good, to engulf that cock in her mouth, her throat, her cunt and ass...and they would, oh they would, over the weeks and months to come. But for tonight...

Lois drew the tongue back into her mouth, the proportions returning to their familiar norm. She placed her lips against the head of that cock in a single obscene kiss. Parted her lips, ever so slightly gently, prying the piss-slot on Blaze's cock open...and pressed her tongue, now fine and slight as a needle into the little orifice.

Beneath her, Angelica Blaze moaned, the deep hum transmitted through Lois' pussy and bladder, almost making her piss herself with pleasure. But she delved deeper with the thin tongue, tasting the traces of her lover's semen, seeking out...the source.

It came as a surprise to Lois, when she breached that internal barrier. She had been exploring blindly, not sure where her tongue was taking her, but the new bride could almost smell the seed within...

And maybe I can, Lois thought, as her hand gripped Blaze's cock and began to gently, urgently stroke it. Snakes smell with their tongues, and they say a pregnant woman's sense of smell grows stronger.

Lois could smell it now, boiling up from the depths as Blaze moaned and fucked her wife's cunt with her tongue, and Lois closed her mouth on that swollen purple head, not wanting to spill a drop as the black jizz erupted past her lips.

An auspicious start to what would be a wild wedding night.