Argue

"Uh...look, we didn't exactly work out all of the details of this in advance," Lois said, suddenly aware that the madam's cock hadn't softened inside her at all. Was she on viagra? "Now that I'm...kind of committed, I think we need to talk about things...maybe I could see a contract..."

"We already have a verbal contract," Blaze said, her voice icy. "Don't worry, you will be paid in full. Just like those other sluts. For now...make me cum again."

Automatically, Lois Lane's hips began to shift, sliding her fresh-spunked pussy up and down the hard cock. She stared at herself in horror, unable to believe her body was doing this...but neither could she bring herself to really try and stop. That in itself was much more frightening than the prospect of taking another load on a dangerous day.

"I...I didn't agree to this!" The surrogate hissed, as her body began the long, slow slide into an unwanted orgasm. Without thinking, she found her fingers on her clitoris again, rubbing at the hard, sensitive nub, just the way she liked.

"I told you, you would not leave this room until you were pregnant," the dickgirl's hands were on the reporter's ass now, squeezing and caressing the cheeks through the flimsy uniform.

"But...that could take days! And it's weeks before a test would show it!"

"I am nothing if not patient," Blaze assured her as Lois picked up the pace, bounding up and down on the dickgirl's balls. "And I assure you, with the amount of cum I am capable of dumping into your womb, you will be knocked up sooner rather than later. Of course..."

The madam let the words trail off, and Lois hated herself for taking the bait. "Of course what?"

"If you wish...I could ensure that you are impregnated right now, with my very next load."

"How?" Lois huffed, her small breasts shaking, hips aching a little. It had been so long since she'd had a proper dick, and she was not in practice for a marathon fuck-session.

"The same way I have you here now, working my cock, trying to get knocked up," Lois could hear the smug smile, even if she couldn't see it.

Magic, was the conclusion that Lois had come to. Simple mind control wouldn't bother with any of the promises or bargaining. Blaze must be a witch or genie or something, bound by her deals.

"Okay. So what do I have to do?" Lois hated herself for even considering this option, but she would be no good to anyone stuffed full of cock for the next few days.

"Beg for me to give you a baby," Blaze said simply.

"And the price?" Lois asked, knowing there had to be some hidden catch, and that she'd have to agree to it anyway.