Chapter 16 by Zeebop

Does Lois Ask A Question?

Lois Asks A Carefully Worded Question

"What would it be like," the reporter said as her hips continued to slide up and down the demon's dick, "if Superman was in the room with us?"

Blaze growled...but then chuckled. All the hair on Lois Lane's body stood erect, as though from some great charge of static electricity, and the scarlet succubus ceased groping the reporter's breasts for one moment to hold both hands out before Lois...and snap her fingers.

Silent thunder shook the room...and suddenly they were no longer floating in space, but back in the dim room beneath the club...and kneeling before Lois Lane, bound with his arms behind his back by dark chains, a black collar around his neck, was the Man of Steel.

The demon's dick leaped, making Lois jump, and the reporter gasped in unwitting pleasure as her cunt stretched to its limit, stuffed with a cock that plunged deep.

"Now, Superman, you will have a close-up view as I impregnate your love," Blaze said. Her crimson hands delved down to luridly spread the folds of the reporter's cunny, showing the bright pink insides, currently stretched around the great crimson cock, with the fantastically virile balls underneath. "In bonds as strong as my will. "As for you Lois..."

A crimson finger reached over and rubbed the reporter's clitoris.

"...what if you ceased to struggle against your inevitable impregnation?"

Lois shook as the words ran through her. That was Blaze's eleventh question...and Lois knew she should try to use her own question to somehow stop this madness, but it was like everytime she tried to think along that line, her mind slid away, unable to even approach the idea, much less put it into words. Tongue-tied, her body moved of its own accord, fucking the seated demon mere feet from Superman, whose blue eyes were locked on the obscene sight of her impaled pussy.

"Tell me, Lois," Blaze said, voice smug as she prepared some new **** for them both. "Wouldn't you like Superman to get a closer look?"