My Personal Whore

Blaze stirred her cock in the reporter's fresh-creamed cunt.

"When you are knocked up and **** for what only I can give you...then I will **** you to prostitute yourself for my pleasure," her voice was low, almost a growl. The demon ran a proprietary hand along Lois Lane's flanks.

"I'll have you fornicating with the lords of Hell. A rare treat for the ancient demons! I will **** you on your knees before the throne and bargain with Lucifer himself, offering him whatever of your holes he desires. And you will do it willingly, begging to suck the stale jism from his dick, because I will own you body and soul."

The scarlet succubus chuckled evilly, reaching around to cradle the reporter's flat stomach. "And when you are swollen great with child, I will not risk your health on the hounds of hell, no. I will lock you in a cage where they can only use your mouth, paying me with souls for your favors. Until your body and mind are utterly corrupted. Then, and only then, will I send you to the streets of Metropolis, belly bulging with my bastard, tits leaking, holes ruined...to sell your precious cunt for pennies in the lowest dives and entertain the massed throngs of the city's lowest degenerates."

Her hands moved up to grip Lois Lane's breasts, crushing them in her palms.

"Finally, Superman will find you...and I will watch through your own eyes as he sees how far you have fallen. And to complete your utter disgrace, you will sell yourself one final time...and you will not take any refusal from him. And as his Kryptonian cock plows your cunt, all you will be able to think about is my prick, and the seed that you need to feed your eternal addiction...and I will own you then, body and soul, as he looks down disgusted at the wanton whore who has polluted him..."

A shudder ran through the demon's cock, her hands moving to the reporter's shoulders, getting a good grip as she pushed in deep.

"Oh, you will be more Whore of Babylon, and the babe you birth forth will be only the first. It will be my pleasure to keep you until you are pregnant against, and then rent you out once more. Your cunt will be the stuff of legends!"

No! Lois thought desperately, determined not to let that future come to pass.

I can't let that happen. I have to do something...but what!?