Blaze Tells The Truth...On One Condition

"Keep the plug in until I remove it," the dickgirl said. "And I'll tell you."

"I want your word," Lois Lane said, reaching down to rub the plug her pussy. Feeling the wet, slimy cum inside of her, like an itch she couldn't scratch.

"I swear on my life—you will have only the truth from my lips, so long as my seed remains within you," Angelica Blaze said. "Though I cannot promise you will enjoy the answers I give."

Lois flashed a wicked grin. "All right," she agreed.

The reporter lowered her ankles. This tampon was a little bigger than the ones she was used to. She could feel it as she got back on her feet.

"I am the demoness Blaze, son of the wizard Shazam and a succubus of the pit." Angelica said. "This is...not my true form. I thought to appear to you in a comely guise."

"It worked." Lois said, she found her pants, and began to struggle into them. "You came here just to have a shot at knocking me up?"

"I am on this plane to rebuild my power. There are wars in Hell, struggles...I had to flee my realms. This club was to be the first toehold as I rebuild my powerbase and take back what is rightfully mine..."

"I mean, the bathroom." Lois interrupted what felt like a long monologue.

"Oh. No, actually, I just wanted to see if you'd suck my cock through the gloryhole." The demon blinked. "I thought if I could **** you, use you against Superman...**** for all the times he's thwarted me..."

"Then I let you fuck me." Lois finished. "Been a long time, has it?"

Blaze hesitated. "I was a succubus of the pit. I have had incalculable partners. There are many who know well the shape of my cock, who have begged for my seed, slaves to the ebon jizz the flows from my dark font."

"You've never had a girlfriend." Lois translated as she tugged the pants up over her ass, the crotch gripping her tightly. She began to hunt around for her shoes and the rest of her clothes.

"I..." the face twisted, and for a moment flashed crimson. Lois caught a glimpse of horns, pure white eyes, pointed fangs. She was kind of cute, in a demonic way. "No, I have never had a girlfriend."

The reporter slipped into her heels, and checked herself over. Jacket, wallet, smartphone. The tampon was itching like mad, she swore it felt like Blaze's jizz was trying to fight gravity and crawl into her womb. The image excited her.

"So," Lois said, enjoying the power of the interview. "Four women have gone missing here over the last few weeks. What happened to them?"