Chapters tagged blaze

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

A light burned briefly in Jenny's eyes as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Angelica Blaze pressed the pink pill against the wet tongue, and almost couldn't snatch her finger back soon enough for how quickly Jenny Dunlap drew it back into her mouth and swallowed. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Angelica Blaze reached behind her, and when her hand reappeared a small baggy of pink pills was clutched in her fingertips. The reporter kept her face neutral at this magic trick—although in truth, she was slightly impressed, as the dealer was scarcely wearing enough clothes...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

A part of Lois Lane knew she should stop this as the dealer held the handful of pills and dangled them over Jenny Dunlap's mouth. With her fingers still stuffed in her twat, the bimbo opened her mouth, tongue extended. A junkie looking for her next fix. Willing to do anythin...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Butterflies fluttered in the reporter's stomach as Tyrell took her across the dance floor to the elevator. Lois but the insides of her cheeks, even as she clung to his arm. Doing her best to focus despite the and the lingering bitterness of the black man's cum in her mout...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane's brow furrowed. "A hundred? That...sounds reasonable." "I'm glad you think so," Angelica Blaze said. "Now...to seal the deal." The nearly naked -dealer extended her hand. The reporter felt a wave of relief. She reached forward and slid her palm into Blaze's. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Lois Lane leaned against Tyrell as she thought about his question. She wasn't against tattoos—many of her friends had gotten them at university, but Lois had never really had an image she'd wanted to permanently place on her body. Now, faced with the prospect, the repo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

"Shirt and bra off," Blaze said. With smooth professionalism, the tattooist had arrayed her instruments on a small dentist's tray. She scrubbed up and gloved up in a small, free-standing sink, and used her booted feet to move the stool into place and adjusted it so that the repo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"Sperm is good for the skin," Blaze said. The tattooist peeled her gloves off and stepped out of the way, to let the camera focus on Lois Lane's newly-inked tits, "but this is going to sting." Tyrell stroked his dick. It was a little above average, maybe seven inches...and circu...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Blaze spoke the words ominously. The drunken reporter didn't get what she meant...and then the pain in her breasts increased. Lois Lane gave a sharp cry and looked down at her breasts...and stared with awe as the white jizz seemed to seep into the dark lines of the rose-vines...a...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The reporter fought and struggled in Tyrell's grip...twisted and kicked out at everything and everyone within reach. The tray with the tattoo needles went flying. A backward head-butt broke Tyrell's nose and his hold on her. The topless reporter was momentarily free...and then Bl...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Cocks out. Lois Lane could smell them as the unwashed men crowded in. Jerking off together, pricks pointed at her naked tits. Her cheeks burned in shame, and apprehension grew inside of her. She'd seen what Tyrell's solitary load had done to the tattoo. The reporter couldn't even...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The ink-stained hands stroked her cock. Lois Lane felt drawn to the thing. It was long and skinny, and hung limp as Blaze pulled and tugged at it...but even as the naked reporter looked, it began to swell and stiffen. It didn't get much longer, but she watched the skin grow taut,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The reporter glared at the dickgirl. She felt humiliated, hurt, soiled—but not broken. Lois Lane knew her plan had screwed up impossibly, but she told herself she'd rather be tattooed head to toe rather than suck that cock. Blaze grinned. Her thumb ran over the flared back of he...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The reporter's jaw worked as she bit into the ballgag. The gaze of her violet eyes was fierce. Slowly, determinedly, Lois Lane shook her head. She was sober now, and despite the pain and humiliation of her tattooing, Lois had no intention of sucking off anyone. "Ah, Lois...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane nodded downward. The lowest part of her new chest tattoo was at the bottom of her sternum, a dangling vine that reached down toward her navel. Below that was the flat plain of her stomach, like a blank canvas...and beneath that the carefully trimmed patch of black pubic...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The gagged reporter glared at Blaze, the tattoos throbbing...but then her eyes dropped, her cheeks flushed and she nodded. Nor did Lois Lane fight as the gag was taken out of her mouth. The dickgirl tattooist waved her prick in the reporter's face. "That's a good girl," she said...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Drunk. Betrayed. Manhandled. Half-naked. Tattooed. Threatened with bukkake. Lesser women would have burst into tears, despair, hyperventilation. For Lois Lane? It was another day on the job. Lois stared Angelica Blaze in the eye and grinned so fiendishly that the smile faltered o...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Ground floor is locked down," one of the gangsters told Angelica Blaze. "We got every exit covered. No way she escapes." The demon held her broken nose between her hands for a moment. There was a sickening crunch as cartilage re-aligned, and the scarlet succubus took an experim...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

No sooner had the words come out of Angelica Blaze's mouth than the craving hit Lois Lane. Like most women, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter wasn't overly enthusiastic about the taste of cum. She had, on occasion, made a show of eating a lover's seed, but it had always been j...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

For a moment, it was as if Lois Lane could see the future...and it was a parade of cocks. Her life circling the drain as she veered from one swollen cock to the next. With every sticky, salty load down her throat, the hunger would grow, and the reporter's will to resist would dim...