Serve Me

The words came out of the demon's lips less as a command than a plea. Blaze placed her hands on the reporter's hips, drawing the human woman so close that their breasts touched, the warm length of her cock pressing against Lois Lane's thighs.

"Bear my children. Sate my lusts, as I sate yours. Whenever or wherever you are, to be the cunt for my cock to fill, the eager mouth, the welcoming ass. Your body in exchange for their lives and souls. These and only these shall be the terms of your service to me..." A soft kiss was planted on Lois' cheek. The press of those lips felt like a pleasant fire that brought a blush to the reporter's cheeks.

Some instinct had Lois slip her arms around Angelica Blaze, laying her head against her demon lover's shoulder, feeling the heat radiating off of her body. She had missed that kind of casual intimacy with another, in her long days and longer nights as the crusading reporter.

"I have a life," Lois said, quietly. "A job. I don't know if I'm cut out to be a mother. These babies they...change everything. I can't stop thinking of what people would think and say...my friends, my coworkers, my family."

Blaze's hands shifted. Her right cradled the woman's lower back, while the left slid deftly down the reporter's backside, slipping down the crack of her ass, squeezing her bottom until one finger brushed, very gently, against the very bottom of her vagina, in that little patch of skin that separated pussy and asshole.

"What if I could offer you a way to serve me...and keep your job? A way for you to bear my children and no one would ever know you were ever pregnant. At the end of this night you would leave here with none the wiser. Our little secret, yours and mind..." The finger moved up, pushing just the first digit into Lois' cunt. Even though they had just fucked, it made Lois squirm.

"How?" Lois held Blaze tighter, feeling the demon's heartbeat against her chest.

"Say you are mine," Blaze pushed her finger deeper, sliding it up Lois' wet channel, curling it around to rub against her walls. "And I'll tell you."

Lois Lane's heart thundered. A part of her knew it was wrong to make a deal with the devil. But she had a responsibility to the women...and to the seven babies even now growing inside her womb. After all that she had seen Blaze do...if anyone could hide or conceal the pregnancy somehow...Lois knew she could.

"All right," the reporter sighed, burying her face in Blaze's throat. "I'll serve you."