Blaze Talks

"Please...take it out..."

The crimson cock had turned an alarming shade of purple. The veins bulged out of the surface, and the harness bit deep into the flesh, which swelled above it. Below the swollen testicles, the vibrator buzzed away. The metal rod stood out above the demon's urethra.

Lois Lane rested one finger on the tip of the rod jutting out of the demon's cock. There was a gaze in her eyes normally seen only in cats. She wiggled her finger.

"There's a bit of room there. I think we can try 6mm." Lois licked her lips. "Or maybe I'll go get a roofing nail and a hammer..."

The scarlet succubus went limp. Something died in those pure white eyes. A creature of infinite malice and evil she might be, but she could recognize the beginnings of true sadism when she saw it.

"I'll talk." Blaze said, voice weary. "I'll talk."

The reporter grasped the end of the rod and pulled about an inch of it out. It slid easily, lube welling up around the lips of the urethra and dribbling out over the cock, which quivered in place.

"What were you planning with the women?" Lois asked.

"I was going to sell them as sex slaves. Get the souls of powerful men. Senators...presidents...CEOs...magicians..."

"But you haven't yet?"

"No, they're in the basement of the club...being trained..."

Lois Lane sighed. "Well, I suppose I'll have to go rescue them."

The reporter stood up from the bed and stretched. She began to get dressed.

Blaze raised her head as far as the binding allowed. The cock quivered.

"Wait...what about...you can't leave me like this!"

"Yes I can," Lois said as she dug through the laundry hamper. She picked up a dirty pair of panties and eyes them critically. "And yes, I will. It shouldn't take more than a couple of hours, if you've told the truth."

"But I...no! Release me! Release m—"

The demon's pleas were cut off by the wadded pair of dirty panties that Lois crammed into her mouth. Blaze's teeth tried to bite her fingers, to spit out the offending panties, but Lois quickly and carefully brought forth a roll of duct tape and sealed the demon's mouth shut.

"If what you've said is true," Lois said. "I'll think about turning you over to John Constantine or Dr. Fate, or one of those other magic-types. Let them banish you back to hell or whatever. If you've lied to me..."

Lois reached over and pushed the metal rod back down. Blaze's whole body shivered and shook.

When she was dressed and ready, Lois Lane went back out into the night. On the bed, the demon Blaze could not even scream.