Chapters tagged bdsm

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

They her to her hands and knees. Hands gripped her and held her down, the reporter's butt in the air. She had to herself not to struggle. It didn't seem like they meant any real harm, some of the women were giggling...and others were breathing hard. \*WHAP\* A shoc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The round, plastic tube slid into her mouth—and Lois Lane was too far gone in an ecstatic haze to resist as it pressed against her esophagus. Angelica Blaze's hands massaged her throat, coaxing the tube down past the reporter's gag reflex. Lois Lane's violet eyes sought the other...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Angelica Blaze steered Lois through a heavy oak door set in the east wall, and down a flight of steps. Moans and the slap of leather on flesh echoed up the stairwell, making the hairs on the back of the reporter's neck stand on end. Mentally she tried to prepare herself for what...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Her hand didn't shake as she took the instrument. Warm, soft leather beneath her fingers, wrapped carefully around a core of what felt like wood. Oddly, she remembered that there were craftsmen in Pakistan and India that specialized in making this kind of gear, carpenters and lea...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

\*WHAP\* The lash fell across the woman's thighs. Lois drew it back for another cast. No one stopped her. No one said anything. It was like she was stuck in a room with just her and the bound woman with the fake tits and the tummy-tuck and the pleading eyes. \*WHAP\* The lash...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

One of the "mistresses"—Tonya Wong—brought forward a kind of leather crotch harness. The fat black phallus hanging off of it was bigger than sex toy that Lois had ever seen in person. It was almost as long as her forearm, two inches in diameter with very little taper, a rounded,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

With trepidation, Lois laid her hand on the bound woman's back. The other hand was on the tip of the massive black strap-on, well-lubed and tightly cinched to her hips. The reporter swore that every throb of her clit caused the end of the silicone cock to wobble. She bent her kn...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Okay," Lois said. It was hard for her to admit that she was out of her depth, but she didn't want to hurt the bound woman...she wanted her to feel good. Hands placed themselves on Lois Lane's hips. Lois could feel the tip of Angelica Blaze's cock slide into the space between th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"Sorry, just sort of slipped in there," Angelica Blaze murmured. "I noticed," Lois Lane said dryly, fighting the instinct to squeeze her pussy around the invading cock. It felt even fatter than it looked...as big as anything as Lois had ever taken down there, and that was just t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The dickgirl's hands slid up the reporter's body, sliding under her shirt and attacking her tits directly. Lois Lane seized up as the fingers pinched her sensitive nipples. _Oh no! She found my weak spot!_ The reporter thought as she let out an involuntary moan. Her breasts had...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois cried as rancid semen and stomach acid burned the back of her throat. The immense amounts of jizz she had swallowed were threatening to burst out of her stomach. The reporter couldn't stand the idea of having even one more drop of cum inside of her. "Too late!" Blaze hissed...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Blearily, too late, Lois Lane tried to struggle. But every movement threatened to interrupt the delicate equilibrium of her system. Her stomach roiled and protested, and the women holding her were strong and apparently used to last minute plays of this sort. They manhandled her i...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

As Lois Lane watched, the women who had strapped her in attached a kind of valve to the end of the tube hanging out of her throat. Two clear plastic tubes attached to this. One extended up to a funnel attached to the high-backed chair by Lois Lane's right ear, the other dangled b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

There really wasn't any choice, from Lois Lane's perspective. She had already taken too much cum in her pussy as it was. Any more and she was almost guaranteed to be pregnant. So taking a deep breath in through her nose, the reporter thumbed the button and held it down. The "nur...

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Chapter 19

The reporter recognized the voice of Boston Brand, the Deadman. She breathed a little easier. Even with the painful pressure on her gut, even with the tube stuffed down her throat and ten gallons of jizz on its way, Lois knew that help was on the way. All she had to do was hang...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

_I need to hold on_, Lois told herself. _Help is on the way. And there's only one way for me to get through this..._ The reporter blinked twice, sealing the infernal bargain. Blaze's mouth split from her Mona Lisa smile into a wide Cheshire cat grin. She stepped forward, her fin...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The door rattled. Lois frowned, stepped back...and saw the heavy padlock, high up on the door. The reporter gritted her teeth, palms suddenly sweaty. _There's always more than one way to suck a dick_...she blushed, realizing how badly she'd screwed up the saying. Climbing over...

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Chapter 10

Lois pulled her pants up, doing her best to ignore the creeping erection as her cock stiffened inside her pussy. She was a professional reporter, and had dealt with stranger transformations than this in her day. No cock would slow her down when she was on the trail. "So. Cult."...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Lois Lane planted her face into a small mountain of powdered DMN and began to snort. Hellfire burned through her nose, the demon-tainted burning away her humanity. She leaned back in her chair, feeling her tits start to swell in her shirt, horns growing longer, twisting in d...

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Chapter 13

Sigils flared on the black door as the demonic reporter neared. The changes in Lois Lane's body hadn't stopped. Black Alice and Deadman could see the bones shift beneath her skin, the muscles bulge and limbs elongate. The clothes that once fit her so well now looked ready to burs...