Resist

It was a test, and Lois knew it. One which she was expected to fail. The cum-jabbar.

I must not fear, the reporter mentally recited to herself. Fear is the mind-killer, the little **** that brings total obliteration...

She stood there, balanced on the balls of her feet. Her mouth drooled and stomach growled. The smell of the infernal succubus' cock filled her nostrils and she could practically fucking taste it.

Blaze watched her, first with fascination, and then with consternation as the seconds ticked by and Lois Lane did not descend on her knees to gobble the demon's cock like some wanton bimbo. She waggled her hips, sending the scarlet schlong waving hypnotically, but the reporter repeated her mantra, eyes focused on those white eyes without iris or pupil.

"How?" the demon said at last. "No one has ever resisted my cock this long before."

"Release the women," Lois told her, voice sounding hollow, distant. "Or else."

...face my fear...

"Or else what?" The demon sneered.

"Or else I call out for Superman. What do you think he will do if he finds you naked in my apartment?" The reporter stared into those pure white eyes. They looked sightless, but they tracked Lois as she edged away from the wall, picking up and putting on her silk bathrobe to cover her nakedness. "I think he might not stop until you're a red smear."

"Open your mouth a little wider," Blaze growled, rising from the bed. "And I will **** your face, and you will thank me for it."

The cock was standing tall and erect, the veins visible on the surface and seeming almost to crawl, like worms moving beneath the skin. Pale precum was dripping into the carpet, leaving small smoking spots.

"Bow before me and pay homage to your desires!" The demon ordered.

"Go to hell," Lois hissed...and her finger pressed the small signaling device in the pocket of the bathrobe, an ultrasonic signal pulsing out above and beyond human hearing, sending all the dogs within a mile to howling.

Blaze's eyes began to glow. She sauntered closer to Lois.

"I had hoped to see your will crumble. To see your morals crumble as you gave in to temptation. No matter. One way or another, you will take your medicine," her sneering lips showed rows of very sharp teeth. "And when that happens, you will be my ****."