Chapters tagged lesbian

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

On the screen, Lois Lane's eyes crossed and her face twisted into an idiotic expression of ecstasy as the tail-plug slid into her ass. It was a perfect picture of the reporter's utter triumph and degradation. In her lair, the demon Blaze watched the performance. A thin smile gra...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

With a heave, the Black woman pressed all her weight on the huge plug...and Lois Lane's asshole stretched almost to the breaking point...but the plug slammed home, the stretched-out-anus cinching tight around the thick base of the massive butt plug... ...and Lois Lane lost her m...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The cuffs were removed. Lois Lane lay face down, her lower back aching, her asshole hurting, laying in a pool of cooling piss...and her mistress put her smartphone in the reporter's hand. "Send an email to Perry White at da Dailly Planet," the old woman said. "Tell him you resig...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

The thought of owning Lois Lane outright as her amused the demon. She thought of the tortures and degradations that could be heaped on the reporter. Yet as she looked at the pictures, the idea soured in her mind. The glory of the master reflected on a . As the cup was...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

One of the women—the tallest and stateliest of them, a shawl around her thin shoulders, a string of pearls at her throat, hair covered by a kind of multicolored turban—stepped up close to the cage. Lois saw that she was wearing open-toed shoes...and these she slipped out of, pink...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Queen's hand touched the reporter's head. Lois Lane quivered in anticipation, wondering if the scarred woman would grab her hair, her face into those distended labia, the hideous weights stretching out the Black woman's cuntlips banging against the reporter's clavicles...an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The night was one of discovery for Lois Lane. For perhaps the first time, she allowed herself to truly cut loose. To cease to be the willful, fiercely independent woman who had clawed and fought herself to the top of the journalism game. Who had pined for Superman from afar. Who...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

The paper hit the end of the driveway. Lois Lane was already awake. She'd put the water on for coffee. As the light of dawn broke over Metropolis, the naked woman stepped out of the door to fetch it for her mistress. Anyone who had known Lois Lane three months ago might be hard-...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

_Fuck her with your tongue!_ The voice commanded Lois Lane, and the reporter heeded it. She had never been with another woman before, not really, and Lois could feel her heart beat faster, body tensing and quivering as her tongue slathered the salty cleft below that brown belly,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"Seriously!" The Black woman said. "Ah...I gotta piss!" For one second, Lois Lane pulled her mouth away from that sopping slit and stared up at the Black woman. The greying dreads from the taxi driver's face, which was twisted in disbelief. _Go ahead_, the voice urged the repor...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The reporter's lips sealed on that black pussy. The hot stream was relentless. Acrid. Tart. Like apple cider vinegar, but with that revulsive smell she recognized from dirty restrooms. That was what Lois Lane took into herself. Swallowed eagerly down her throat. Let fill her prot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois lifted her shirt...that's why she had come here, after all, to use her milk to free these women from their addiction to the demon's seed...and hungry mouths latched on to her nipples. The reporter bit her lip at the sudden suction, to keep from moaning out loud...but her kne...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

The name of the club was the Hen House. Doors opened for Lois, broad-shouldered men in suits holding them, scars on their knuckles, bluetooth earpieces, prison tattoos crawling up their necks. Blaze was behind Lois, gently directing Lois inside. Dark red lighting. A gentleman's...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Cleaned. Prepped. Lois Lane slid her ass through the hole. Blaze tied her legs to the wall with the vacuum straps. The reporter found herself grasping the handlebars on the sides of the padded bench in a white-knuckle grip. "Relax, Lois. The ladies will make you feel good, and y...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane couldn't logically say why she was so high-strung. She wasn't homophobic, not really. Yet she couldn't relax, couldn't herself to calm down as she felt hot, strange lips press against her exposed butt & thighs...two women, planting little kisses, working ther way...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

While Lois Lane was so busy concentrating on the lips and tongues that kissed and sucked, pulling at her labia, pressing against her asshole, and worrying about her fragile heterosexuality, she had been completely ignoring her body's increasingly urgent signals about what else wa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In her life, Lois Lane had never worn anything above a 34B bra. The rest of the alphabet was a mystery to her. She'd never had cause to do more than stare longingly at the D-cups, and that was only if they were out of B's and she had to do the math of cup-size versus band-size....

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Something shifted and jolted as Lois focused on her ideal self-image...and her reverie was broken by Blaze, speaking in the reporter's own voice. "I said _keep_ the cock." Lois Lane looked down at herself...and it was her. No crimson skin anywhere. Her flat stomach, her small b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The naked reporter slid onto the bed. Blaze bit her lip, casting come-hither eyes as she raised one leg into the air and gently rubbed her own clit with one finger. Lois felt a weird tightness and anticipation in her chest. She had never really made love to another woman before.....

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

If it had been a race, it would have been a photo finish. Except they weren't fighting anymore. Lois and Blaze, in identical bodies, humped and heaved against one another. Their fingers clutched at one another's legs, their pussies squelched messily against one another, churning...