The Cage Is Empty...Except For the Dildo

It was a small cage. Not big enough for Lois Lane to stand up or even turn around. Set directly against the wall...and Lois swallowed as she saw the dildo stuck against the wall, poking into the cage. It was red, as big as a human's prick, but the shape...the swollen knot at the base...resembled nothing else than a dog's dick.

It was covered with some clear slime that dripped off the bright red silicone.

"In ya go," the Black woman said, with a tug at the collar.

On all fours, Lois approached the open cage. It was too small for her to turn around...but if she went in backwards...

Do it, the voice in her head seemed to say. The devil on Lois Lane's shoulder. Naked and collared, Lois grinned to herself. She had gone this far...might as well have some fun, right?

Turning around on all fours, Lois inched her way backwards on her hands and knees. The newspaper on the bottom of the cage crinkled as she made her way...and Lois shuddered as she felt the stab of the dildo into her buttocks. Raising her ass a little, Lois reached back touched the slimy dildo...and felt a bit of relief when she found that the clear goo coating it was apparently lube.

Not that the reporter needed it. She felt swamped down there, wet and ready in a way Lois hadn't been for months...maybe years. Her teth bit into her lip as she guided the tip of the dog prick to her pussy lips. Working by touch she inched backwards, her head bumping into the ceiling of the cage as she took the slick prick deeper...and deeper...and then her labia pressed against the bulge of the knot.

The reporter was unable to repress a little hiss as she pushed her ass back, the crowded cage tight as she strove to **** her pussy around the swollen knot at the base of the dog dick dildo...

...and then the door to the cage shut, and locked.