Chapter 10 by Zeebop

Where Does Lois Go?

Mr. Luthor's Room

The reporter nearly froze when she heard the name. Her heart skipped a beat, bowels suddenly cold, a hollow void seemed to fill her chest. If she meant Lex Luthor...then Lois Lane, the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter, was fucked.

Her mind reeled and raced as Maria led her on, through a heavy oak door and down a richly decorated hallway, plush red carpet and expensive erotic prints on the wall, old brass fixtures brightly shined. Down the hall to the big double doors. Thick, soundproof, private.

Of course. Only the best for Lex.

Lois ran through her options quickly. There was no way that lex wouldn't recognize her, even with the hair and makeup and the sexy Wonder Woman costume. he'd look into her face, her eyes, and just know it was her...and then the jig would be up. He'd only have to say a word and let Angelica Blaze know who she really was. And while Lois hadn't yet seen much security around the place, she knew that it had to exist. if nothing else, Lex would bring his own with him.

Through the doors, into a lap of luxury. A real pale white polar bear skin before a massive fireplace, high-backed leather chairs, a four-poster bed big enough to have an orgy on, a full bar opposite it, attached dressing room, bathroom...nowhere to really hide or escape, except maybe under the bed.

The phone, an old French model with more real gold than most people saw in a lifetime rang. Maria walked over and picked it up.

"Yes? Okay. I'll tell her. thank you."

Maria turned to Lois. "Mr. Luthor has requested a specific costume. You'll have to get changed."

Lois swallowed, suddenly hopeful. "Does it have a mask?"

The young woman led her over to the dressing room, revealing racks of costumes that could have doubled as the lost & found bin at the Justice League headquarters.

"Yes. Now quickly...put this on!"

This could work, Lois thought, grateful at the slim hope.

If I have a mask on, maybe he won't recognize me. Then all I have to do... her heart rose into her throat as she played through that line of thought ...is whore myself out to Lex Luthor.