Chapter 15 by Zeebop

Does Lois Go Deeper?

Leave It, Her Pussy Hurts

Deep inside her aching pussy, she could still feel that lost bit of jizz. A part of her wanted to reach in and get it, but her cunny was already puffy and sore, and she had never tried to go that deep before. She'd need a douche, at least.

So Lois Lane shook her head, scraping the jizz off her fingers on the base of the statue...and felt a little bit of the stone, no different from the rest, give way with a "click."

A soft rumble passed through the floor, and hidden counterweights dropped. The statue moved, the whole base of it moving, revealing a set of stairs leading down into darkness.

Struggling quickly into her pants and shoes, Lois grabbed her smartphone and used it as a flashlight, heading down the stone steps. The whole set up felt old...older than most of Metropolis. Her heels clicked on worn marble that could have come from Rome, down to a carven double-doorway flanked by empty urns. Spiders nested in the eves and corners, but the floor was newly swept, free of dust. A rusty chain closed the doorhandles, but it was secured by a shiny new padlock.

Lois pulled out a hairpin. Three minutes later, the padlock hit the floor, the chain tumbling after it. The reporter pulled open the door, smartphone at the ready, wondering what she would find.

Deep inside of her, she could still feel that last drop of oily black cum from the statue. She hoped she wouldn't end up regretting it inside of her.