Chapters tagged hypnotism

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The words were like a spike driven through Lois Lane's frontal lobes. Immediately, the reporter's eyes half-drooped, her body eased out of the tension it had been holding, as if she had been on the table at the massage parlor. It is impossible to try not to think, but sometimes...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The sperm-and-egg dance filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, but front and center...right in the middle of Lois' vision...she could see a dripping pussy, on a chair. Just like the one Lois was sitting in now. Slithering sperm kept bumping up against the round, clear...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The clips advanced. Single images were giving way to short videos, just a few frames at a time. Close-ups of stretched-out vaginas. Purple cock-heads withdrawing to reveal the raw pink holes, before plunging in again. Lois' eyes were focused on the screen, rarely blinking, her b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The parade of busted cunts filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, but front and center...right in the middle of Lois' vision...she could see a dripping pussy, on a chair. Just like the one Lois was sitting in now. Pink pussies, raw and dripping spunk, continued to fla...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Lois couldn't believe her ears as the slow fuck ground to a halt, the dildo buried to the depths in her. Sure, she had taken the whole thing. On the screen, she could see the massive black circle of the base of the thing, spreading her pussy around it like a thin pink line. She f...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The clips advanced. Single images were giving way to short videos, just a few frames at a time. Close-ups of cum-splattered, semen-filled vaginas. Purple cock-heads withdrawing to reveal the pink holes with their white loads. White...Lois' eyes were focused on the screen, rarely...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The bellies full of black babies filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, now the screen split. On the left part of the screen she could see a chocolate-colored cock. And on the right...a pale pussy, oddly familiar. Both were live feeds, and Lois felt a little clearer-h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The central image on the screen was pure, milky white now. The pink edges were swirling faster, alternately deepening and lightening in color, shifting from an almost crimson to a milky pale pink that merged with the central screen. Lois could still feel John Henry Iron's black d...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois scrolled through the cocks to John Henry Iron's prick. She knew it was him. His jizz was still flowing out of her cunt. _This must be what he meant_. The reporter rationalized she he hit "ACCEPT STUD." _He must be here undercover...or maybe he has a plan to escape!_ Deep d...

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Chapter 8

The sun lamps against the walls began to heat up. Lois worried for a moment, but suddenly felt...good. All the aches, nausea, and fever she'd been experiencing vanished in moments as she soaked up the rays. "Do you like breasts?" Luthor asked, his tone inquisitive. A breast fla...

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Chapter 8

The crystal was square-cut, facted and polished, a deep crimson that was too opaque to be ruby. It seemed to catch the light of the sunlamps, bathing the room in soft red glow. Lois felt her body tingle—a pins-and-needles feeling that raised goosebumps all down her arms and legs....

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Chapter 10

The light in the room, flickered, then began to strobe. Lois squinted against the flashes, which left bright pink blobs on her vision even with her eyes closed...and the soundtrack kicked up in volume. _...doNOTcumWAITtoCUMholdOFFdoNOTejaculateRUByourCOCK..._ Lois moaned in fru...

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Chapter 13

Lois' hips slammed into the cum dumpster's backside, every wet slap of flesh-on-flesh sending a ripple through the woman the reporter was fucking, and with every thrust Lois could feel that terrible, exquisite pressure build up inside of her, the warm hot length enveloping her ro...

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Chapter 19

Lois Lane ran face-first into a wall of warm, supple flesh. They glowed brightly, light shining forth from the massive, soft pillows, dimming and brightening in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. The reporter brought her hands up to try and fight her way through, but when her palms seize...