Chapter 14 by Zeebop

How Does Lois Answer?

Can I Talk To The Others First?

Lois knew she was pushing her luck. But as long as she didn't say no, she felt like there was room to push it a little. After all, this madam clearly wanted her to be a surrogate; asking to talk to the other surrogates shouldn't be too out of line.

"Hmm," Angelica Blaze hummed. "Yes, I think it might be helpful if you talk to the other surrogates. Perhaps it would put you at ease...and I do so want your full and complete participation."

She stood and turned until she was facing Lois, then gently lifted the reporter's hand to press her lips on the back of it.

"You will see, I think, how well that they are treated. They want for nothing, and the rewards...well, I shall let you make up your own mind."

Not letting go of the reporter's hand, Blaze moved. Lois allowed herself to be led through a dark-paneled wooden door, down a much less richly decorated hallway to a very industrial-looking stairwell with ridged, black rubber grips on each step, scarred by a thousand heels. The madam let Lois Lane's hand go at this point so that both could hold onto the railing descending four twists and turns.

Deeper than it should go, Lois noted, according to what she knew of the city's layout. It was warm, too. Despite having her pussy and nipples exposed by the costume, she didn't feel chilly at all.

They arrived at a very solid-looking metal door, the brass handle green with age where it wasn't shiny with the passing of many hands. It was lit from above by a single pale bulb. The frame was intricately carved with what looked to Lois to be runes, cabalistic signs, pentagrams and other occult sigils. Angelica Blaze stood to the side of it, gesturing her to enter.

"I'll leave you to talk to them alone," the dickgirl said, half in shadow. "And I will await your answer here. Take as long as you like."