Put Her With The Others

A voice, feminine, commanding. It had been the only voice Lois had heard for some time.

Soft hands grasped Lois Lane by ankle and wrist, shoulder and hip. They lifted her up, limp and unresisting. She couldn't see with the cum splattered and dried on her eyelids, but she could hear the patter of feet, the dying-away of moans of passion and grunts of ejaculation. Lois knew they were moving her.

They traveled down. Lois wasn't sure of much more than that. None of the ones holding her spoke—maybe they couldn't speak—and Lois was too exhausted from her ordeal. Her throat felt raw from screaming, and every part of her ached...especially between her legs.

Her cunt felt empty. It hurt, yes. Probably some tearing from uncaring, rough fucks. Sticky and wet, fresh jizz still dribbling out in slow gobs. But the worst part was that Lois could feel the lack of something in there, in a way she normally didn't. Her body had acclimated to being fucked, while she slept, and now the emptiness bothered her like losing a tooth, tongue probing the socket.

As much as she hated to admit it, she wished she was being fucked right now. For someone to plug that void within in. Even in her dazed state, Lois realized that was wrong. She wanted to hate herself for it, but couldn't manage the energy.

A part of her knew she should feel humiliated. Hurt. Sick. Mostly, though, she just felt numb. Whoever had fucked her, however many times it had happened, it just felt like it had happened to someone else.

The creak of rusty hinges. A door opening. Lois felt herself descend, to lay on cold stone or cement, breasts squished against the smooth flat surface. The hinges creaked again, slammed shut. the clunk of a lock.

Lois dared to breathe. It was a moment of relief, to be left alone, with only the memory of their touch.

Then she remembered what the voice had said: put her with the others.

Something moved in the darkness. Bare feet on cement, creeping closer. Lois could feel them closing in...and knew she was not alone.