Chapter 9 by Zeebop

What is the new surprise?

Someone Is Watching

Lois Lane sensed the eyes on her. She raised her head...and blinked at the sudden sight of a bare muff. A slim line between two well-toned thighs, bony hips that stuck out from a cadaverously slim waist, the abdominal muscles clearly defined on the trim torso. Even as Valeria's tongue found the reporter's slit, Lois craned her neck and caught sight of small breasts with puffy nipples that stood out like little strawberries, and a thin, cruel face outline with a mane of oily black curls.

"Hello, sweetmeat," the woman said as she stepped closer. There was an odd accent to her English, something inexpressibly foreign and exotic.

One hand sank into the reporter's hair. Bound as she was, the naked reporter couldn't resist much...yet what caught her attention was the smell that wafted from the bare pussy mere inches from her face. The familiar locker-room reek, subtly fishy, but beneath that was a rotten egg smell. Sulphur. Brimstone, it had once been called.

"I saw you when you came into the club," the woman said as she crept closer and closer. Until Lois could feel the heat that radiated from her body. The reporter's nose could almost touch the other woman's clit. "I wanted to introduce myself, but it wasn't time. Now...now you can't run away, can you?"

Lois said nothing. Dozens of questions and comments came to mind, but her neck hurt from this position.

"No need for that look. This doesn't have to be violent, you know. We can just have fun tonight. What do you say, Lois?" The reporter froze as she heard her name spoken aloud. "Lick my pussy. Eat me, and I'll give you a night out you will never forget."