Chapters tagged demon

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

In answer, Lois pushed the cock and guided it back between her ass cheeks. She squeezed her buttocks. While she would never be one of those women with a massive badonkadonk booty, hours at the gym had given her decent glutes; the reporter knew that she could carry a hundred-dolla...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

It was a choice that many women had to make—and there was something freed inside of Lois as she made it. With the softest of sighs, she ceased to clench her buttocks... her asshole to relax...and with the lubricant that Angelica Blaze had dripped down the cleavage of her as...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The oiled-up cock slid into the unresisting asshole like it was coming home. Lois trembled as she felt her once-virgin ass stretch wider and wider as the thickest part of the dickgirl's cock squeezed into her ass. All of her attention was focused on the ring of fire, the intense...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

So focused was Blaze on pumping her magical energy into Lois Lane, that the demon's finely-tuned occult senses did not notice a ghost slip past her wards. Alerted by the reporter's distress, the spectral figure hovered over the milieu...the demon had shed her human form and stood...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane knew nothing of the complex occult biology of demons. She did not know how Blaze could be a spirit and also flesh, how the demon could have male and female genitals, how the demon's power was expressed and distilled down into its seed. Or how the stimulation of a woman'...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois said nothing, simply held out her arms as unfamiliar hands pulled off her jacket. Warm air crept over her skin, but she could still feel the fine hairs raise as they were uncovered, gooseflesh rising. It was a test, the reporter knew that. Groups like this one expected a de...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

One foot in front of the other. The blindfold was tight. Lois followed the voice into the room. Felt the tread of carpet change to something thicker, plusher, almost like velvet. Lois could hear the bodies move around her. There was the shuffle of feet, the heat of bodies in a s...

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 12

Lois smiled, tight-lipped. "I'll be fine, thank you. Not a minute." Angelica Blaze smiled back, and departed, backing through the curtains. When she was sure that she was gone, the reporter let out a little hiss of relief. She burped, tasting the jizz she'd just drank in the bac...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

_Great Caesar's ghost! How the fuck did I end up here?_ Lois Lane wondered. She was on her back. Lights flashed overhead. There had been dancing. Loud music. Naked people, all around her, touching her. There had been a chalice. Warm wine had flowed down her throat, to join all t...

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 19

Tonya Wong poured water over the rocks. The water boiled almost instantly, rising as a cloud of steam. Lois Lane and her new blonde friend—Cynthia Johns—relaxed in the heat as Angelica Blaze and her assistants rubbed oil into the two women's sweaty, tired bodies. It was almost li...