Chapter 18 by Zeebop

How does Lois react?

Lois Bites Back

Lois Lane launched herself forward, suddenly able to move. Her teeth locked hard into Circe's shoulder, biting into the flesh—hard. Something harsh and coppery filled her mouth, and the witch hissed—her nails raked the reporter's back—and then they were tumbling onto the sand, a tumult of limbs. Biting, kicking, scratching.

At one point as they rolled over and over, the reporter felt Circe's hand press into her slit. Sudden fear went through Lois as she reached down and grabbed the arm by the wrist, her other hand tied up in Circe's lavender hair...and the reporter was shocked by the fierce grin on the witch's face. Manic in its intensity.

With a surge of strength, Circe's finger thrust up inside the reporter's cunny. The suddenness of the intrusion caught the reporter by surprise, pain flaring inside of her.

"Beg me!" Circe snarled, unable to dim her smile. "Beg me for mercy!"

In response, Lois let go of her hair—and punched the madwoman as hard as she could in her left tit. Hard enough to stagger the sorceress, but not for her to let go. Three fingers gripped the reporter's pussy, with the thumb on the outside locking her hand in place.

Circe's free hand shot out and gripped the reporter's throat. Lois grabbed at the wrist, striving to pull it off of her, but the sorceress's strength seemed inhuman.

"You know...I never dreamed you would make a fight of it," Circe began to cackle, arms beginning to quiver as she put forth all of her strength squeezing Lois Lane's cunt and throat at once.