The Missing Women—Having An Orgy

There was something wrong about the world Lois found herself in. The air held no smells, didn't seem to move. Parts of it seemed clear and distinct, but Lois noticed that the far walls and edges seemed blurred, stretched, indistinct. The step through the doorway brought with it a sudden, intense sensation of vertigo...of falling for a moment through an infinite abyss...and then she found her foot pressing into a plush carpet.

There was a huge four-poster bed that dominated the room. Lois Lane frowned as she saw the furniture and trapping of a brothel of another age—ornate woodwork, Classical paintings of erotic subjects like Leda and the Swan, or Pan seducing a maiden—a marble basin and pitcher instead of indoor plumbing, golded lamps that burned oil...and on the bed, a tangle of limbs that resolved themselves into four naked women.

Lois Lane knew those faces from their social media profiles, and could put names to them. Tall and thin Jenny Dunlap with her blonde hair and small breasts, short Tonya Wong with the blue highlights in her hair and pierced nipples, the olive-complexioned Mara de la Cruz with her generous breasts and matching hips, and Diana Reynolds with the reddish copper hair and green eyes, tattooed birds running down her arm.

Their bodies were locked together in a chain, mouth to cunt, forming a writhing square on the bed. The thick thighs of Mara nearly engulfed little Tonya's head, while Jenny's fingers pried apart Diana's buttocks, teasing the little pink hole.

The naked reporter frowned. Aside from the doorway she had come in, there seemed no other exit to this room...and even as she looked, she could see that something about it was off...the shadows near the bed were too deep, and the world seemed to fade away into an unfinished look behind the bedposts. Lois frowned and scanned the walls...and then stopped.

There was a rectangle of nothingness on the wall, facing the bed. An empty space that her eyes had slid past automatically when she had first entered the room, but now as she focused on it she could see there was something that wasn't there. Something that was of about the correct size and shape to correspond with the mirror...

"Oh!" Jenny said. "Someone new has come."

The redhead gave a wan smile as she licked the juiced from her lips. The others quit their licking and stared up at Lois, for all the world like cats that had paused from cleaning themselves for a moment.

"Welcome to hell," Tonya Wong said. "Won't you please join us?"