Lois Begs To Keep Her Secrets

"Please...I'll...I'll do almost anything. I just came here to find out what happened to the women that went missing. If it got out that I went this far I'll...I'll be ruined."

Stupid tears welled up in Lois Lane's eyes as the truth came tumbling out. And still she couldn't stop her hips from rolling, pussy moving on that hard cock, body demanding to be impregnated.

"Anything?" Blaze repeated, savoring the sound of it.

Lois sniffed, blinking away tears. Self-control returned if only for a moment.

"I won't...hurt anyone for you," she said. Took a long, shuddering breath. "I won't...let you use me to hurt anyone."

"Hmm," the dickgirl reached around, fingers reaching for the reporter's pussy "Conditions. Ethics, morality...I do so love a challenge."

The fingers, slim and strong, with little calluses on the tips, found the woman's button. Lois gave a little hiccup as they teased and played with the sensitive clit.

"Let us...make a new bargain. No money. Carry my child to term. I will hide the pregnancy. None will even know you are pregnant. But at night...you will serve me in bed in all things. If you deny me, even once, our pact is over, and I will make sure your secrets are exposed to the world."

Lois swallowed. It was insane. This whole situation was insane. Yet at the same time, she felt like she didn't have much choice...

Yes you do, Lane, she told herself. You've had a lot of choices, ever since you stepped into the club. All of them have led right here, to you riding this cock, getting ready to trade yourself in like some broodmare for the next forty weeks. If you're going to do that..you should at least get something out of it.

"The missing women," Lois asked. "Did they make deals like that?"

Blaze's fingers, slid down, along the edge of Lois Lane's labia, where the cock was sliding in and out.

"Oh yes. They simply wanted the money." She mused. "Never thinking about what such bargains might truly cost them."

Lois took a breath.

"Let them go free. Pay them off and let them decide what to do with their lives, their children."

The reporter gasped as a finger slid in between cock and slit, trying to stretch out the reporter's hole.

"You place a high value on your womb, Lois Lane." The dickgirl's breasts were pressing into her back now, she was leaning forward, trying to wiggle more of her finger inside of Lois. "You will agree to anything I say, provided it hurts no one else?"

"And you keep my pregnancy and what we do secret. Always." The reporter gasped as the finger slid deeper in, stretching her out farther than ever before.

"Then we are compacted," Blaze murmured, and Lois felt a sudden sting in her heart. "Bound together by this pact; until it is complete...or either of us should fail our obligations. There remains just one last thing."