Supergirl Hates It

"Ow."

Lois Lane paused. Supergirl had taken shots from Darkseid before. She wasn't used to the Maid of Might expressing pain.

"Ow?" Lois said.

"It hurts," the blonde turned her head and grimaced. "I thought this was supposed to feel good?"

The reporter blinked. Supergirl was on all fours on the bed, and she had slid nearly half of Excalibur's fifteen-inch length into the Kryptonian woman's well-lubed asshole.

"How long has it been hurting?" Lois asked.

"Since the first inch," Supergirl replied.

"Great Caesar's ghost! I'm sorry Kara, you should have said something!" The reporter immediately began to pull the meteoric iron dildo out of the heroine's ass. "It's not supposed to hurt! Oh geez. I wanted to make you feel good..."

"Maybe I'm just a tight ass," Supergirl joked, but Lois still heard the pain in that voice.

"No, it's my fault," Lois said. "I shouldn't have brought out Excalibur. I mean, it's damn near your first anal experience and here I am trying to shove something this stupidly big up your beautiful butt...oh Kara, I'm so sorry. I just wanted this to feel good for you."

The sleek metal dildo slid out of Supergirl's ass with a wet pop. Clear lube burbled out of the tiny pink asshole, which now looked slightly swollen and inflamed. The reporter reached under the bed, found an old t-shirt, and wiped the excess away.

"Well, I'm sorry that didn't work out," Lois said as she wrapped Excalibur in the t-shirt, stepped out of the harness, and dropped it on the floor. "Is there anything I can do for you? You know, to help make up for it?"

"Well..." Supergirl said, and batted her eyes. She bit her lip, like a kid that didn't dare ask for another cookie. "There is...one thing."

"Name it!" Lois said.