Chapter 17 by Zeebop

What does Lois do?

Try To Remove The Microchip

The tongue slid into Lois Lane's wet, aching hole, and for a minute the reporter didn't think of anything except the beautiful redhead that was eating her cunt out with almost pathetic puppy-like eagerness and tremendous attention to detail. After sixty seconds, Lois Lane felt herself closer to cumming with another human being than she had ever felt before—Batgirl was so much better at eating pussy than any of her boyfriends or male lovers! For a moment, Lois was ready to just relax and let the whore lick her lower lips until she came...

...and then guilt set in.

The microchip. "We all have them here," Barbara had said. It could be that the redhead was being mind-controlled by some mad scientist, **** to lick labia against her will, and here Lois was taking advantage of that. Human trafficking, mind ****—slavery by any other name. Lois sighed as she dug her hands into the redhead's hair, pressing Batgirl's mouth hard against her cunt. She couldn't let it continue in good conscience.

"Yeah, get in there deep!" Lois said as her fingers crept around the heroine's skull. She remembered where the microchip was. Barbara's tongue began to swirl around inside of the reporter, like a little meat blender tenderizing her pussy into submission even as the reporter's carefully trimmed pubic hair tickled the Batgirl's nose.

Lois found the chip. She was panting now, breasts heaving. Trying to get a thumbnail beneath it...and Batgirl was looking cross-eyed at her clit while the reporter groaned, with all sincerity "Don't stop! Don't stop! I'm so close, so close...oooh!"

It wasn't an act. Lois could feel her body heaving, desperately humping her hips against the heroine-whore's face, thighs clamping tight, whole body shaking. With desperation the reporter dug her fingernails into the skin on the back of Batgirl's neck, feeling the edges of the thing, and there was something there embedded deep...

Too late, Batgirl realized something was wrong. Lois felt teeth on her labia...and then the reporter wrenched the microchip free from the back of the heroine's neck.