Two Black Cocks

Hands gripped Lois Lane and moved her body into position. She was dimly aware that she was not in the room where she had been before...or maybe it was the same room, but it had changed...there were screens with pink swirling images in every direction. She was on a bed like a hospital bed, and had the impression of electronic equipment around her. Two naked black men wearing masks that covered their heads moved her into position.

Legs folded together in front of her. Hands handcuffed behind her back. Her head rested on a pillow, which supported her head. When she stared straight ahead, it was right into a pink whirlpool on a screen.

Are you comfortable Lois?

The voice sounded different. She could feel the men work, as they rubbed lube into her ass. Three, no four fingers slid in and out, pulled and stretched.

"Yes," she said. Her voice sounded soft in her ears. She felt...more awake, somehow.

You have been a good girl. Do you like being a good girl?

"Yes," Lois said. Her head throbbed a little, but it wasn't like she was tired. Quite the opposite. She felt almost hyper-aware. The men had stretched her ass wide, and she was held open.

Good girls like black cock. Do you like black cock, Lois?

"Yes," Lois said...and she had thought maybe they were waiting for her response, but then she felt the cocks press against her ass the moment before she spoke. They were warm...hard. She could feel their fingers get pressed apart as the cocks squirmed forward. The reporter began to breathe faster, pain pierced her awareness as her ass was spread wide.

The more the better. Say "I want two cocks," Lois.

"I want two cocks," Lois said. The words came out before she even had time to think about it.

Good girl, the voice said as the cocks slid forward. Good girl. Just relax and let them fuck your ass. Enjoy it. You deserve it. You've done so well so far.