Show Me

Lois had barely said the words when there was a crackle like distant thunder. The lights of the world dimmed and seemed to fall far away.

"We step now between worlds," the demon's voice seemed to come from all around the reporter, "when we emerge, say nothing. Only—watch."

Cold air brushed against the reporter's naked skin, raising goose-flesh. It was still dark, but a natural kind of dark...the dark where you wake up at night and for a moment you can't tell if your eyes are open or closed, but if you sit there and wait, they slowly adjust, and the darkness takes shape...

Two bodies moved against each other. Against her will, Lois felt her nipples harden as soft moans cut through the air. A couple were making love on the bed in front of her, a woman riding a man. In the darkness, Lois couldn't see the point of their union, but she could hear the wet squelch as they moved together.

A light buzzed, breaking the darkness with a dim red glow, intimately familiar to the reporter. She had lost track of how many times she had seen it. By the did red light, she recognized the profile of Diana Reynolds—one of the missing women. And the man beneath her...

"Is that..." Lois whispered.

"Yes," Blaze said.

"I have to answer that," Superman said, reaching for the signal.

"Don't you dare stop fucking me," Diana told him.

Lois wasn't sure what she felt, staring at the scene. Betrayal? Anger? Jealousy? Or something more...primal. Somehow, she felt it should be her bouncing on that cock.

"It's what she wanted." The demon's hand wrapped around the reporter's shoulder. "Come. There's more to see. I'll show you all of them."