The Dressing Room

The barmaid led Lois behind the bar and through the storage room to a small dressing room. Even feverish, the reporter in Lois took it in, noted the racks of costumes, all haltingly familiar.

Maria sat her down in a chair, and began to take off Lois' shoes. The reporter laid back, noted the Lexcorp logo here and there, quiet and omnipresent. Another wave of nausea shook her, and she shuddered. Maria's cool, strong hands felt around Lois' ankle, and the reporter yelped in pain.

"I need you to take off these pants," Maria said, matter of factly. "So I can tape this ankle."

Lois didn't struggle as Maria peeled off the tight pants, even when she lifted Lois up to slide them down from her ass. A blush burned across Lois' cheeks as her panties came into view—a wet cameltoe with Maria right at eye level. Lois looked away, but with the mirrors on the dressing table she saw herself, half-sprawled on the chair, as the muscled barmaid undressed her.

Half-naked, Lois watched as Maria taped up her ankle. It already felt better, even as Lois felt the heat within her body rise. Her face burned, and when she raised a hand to wipe it away, came back with a handful of sweat.

"Where did you learn to do that?" she asked the purple-and-pink haired girl, who had begun to massage her ankle.

"I worked a lot of bars. Dancers like those tall heels, but not all of them can walk in them, much less pole-dance in 'em. Lot of sprains, bruises—even a fracture. Lot of pretty little feet for Maria to kiss and make better."

Maria grinned and then kissed Lois' foot, which made them both giggle. So she did it again, a little lower. Her hands moved up to Lois' calf, massaged the muscles there. "You've got nice legs," Maria said, and planted another kiss, closer to Lois' toes. "Ever thought of being a dancer?"

"Never was one for ballet, growing up." Lois said, breath almost at a pant. "Too girly for dad."

Lois was only half shocked when she felt Maria's tongue slather up her foot. Didn't resist when that tongue ran all over her big toe, to slip into the barmaid's mouth with a wet pop. Maria looked up at the reporter as she sucked softly on her toe.

The reporter shuddered, tried to sit up. Strong hands gripped her thighs, and slowly spread them. Lois looked down at Maria's eyes, her muscles suddenly weak.

"Hey baby, hey," the purple-and-red-haired woman said. Her hazel eyes, tinged with green, stared into Lois own blue orbs. "Trust me on this, okay? You're not feeling great right now, but mama's gonna make you feel all better..."

To Lois' fevered flesh, the hands that suddenly pushed her panties aside were cold to the touch. Discoordinated as she was, the Daily Planet's star reporter was unable to muster much response as her ass was lifted up, Maria planting those pale thighs on top of her shoulders. By the time she was able to voice a protest, Lois felt the hot breath huff onto her muff...felt rivulets run down the back of her thighs to drip onto the chair below.

Lois grabbed onto Maria's head, tried to push her back—and then Maria pushed forward, her lips locked on Lois' clit, and the reporter's thighs clamped together on the intruder.

The sudden suction on Lois' engorged clitoris ended, replaced with a soft, firm probing. A moan ripped from her lips as she felt the tongue quest around, going deep for a few moments before Maria brought it out to lap at her labia. The rougher tip of the tongue gently ran along Lois taint, a single long slow lick back up to the clit, which Maria teased and twirled before the suction started again. All the while, Lois felt those strong hands dig into her ass, gently but firmly kneaded the flesh.

Then Maria released her clit, and began again. Lois huffed, eyes fever-bright, her hands now pressing on Maria's head as if to drive the tongue deeper. The laps were slower this time, interspersed by kisses, then sped up into a faster rhythm, Maria's pink organ flicked in and out of Lois' cunt in a pulse-pounding tongue-fuck.

Above the dressing table mirror, the lens of a security camera stared blankly at the two women.