Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

There were three stage sets, built up like rooms with only three walls. Two were bedrooms, and the third was a kind of mock-medieval dungeon. There were cameras set up on dollies and tripods, a rack of poles and microphones, shelves with boxes of clothes and set-dressings...a muc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

There was paperwork. Lois Lane tried to read it while making a show of not reading it. The woman named Blaze even gave her a bottle of water. Lois sipped it carefully as she pretended to be a ditzy bimbo sloppily initialing various paragraphs as Blaze directed. The room slowly st...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Blaze wound the rough rope tighter and tighter around the naked reporter's breasts. Lois Lane suffered in silence as the hemp bit into her sensitive flesh, as the blood flow was restricted and the breasts began to grow redder...but it was worse and more painful than that. The bim...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

"I confess! I confess! I'm a witch!" Lois Lane cried out as the cameras focused on her swollen breasts. The ropes had tightened around the swelling tits until the great masses, now bigger than the reporter's head, were a vivid purple. "She confesses!" Blaze said, the hooded domi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane could not scream. She could only suffer as the water gurgled down her throat and up her ass. Could feel the cold water fill her stomach and intestines, her abdomen slowly and painfully distend...and her belly wasn't the only thing swelling. The bound reporter looked dow...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Keep goin'," the guard rumbled...and Tyrell's hands held Lois Lane in place. The reporter knew, intellectually, that she should be against this—but a weird giddy excitement filled her, in a way she hadn't experienced before. Her hot lips mouthed the cock, which began to grow. Sh...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"Lo...Lois. Dat's it. Dis is Lois Lane on my dick rightcher!" The guard said. A moment later, the reporter's teeth sank into his stinking cock-flesh, nearly meeting in the middle. The guard's yowl of pain caused the entire club to turn their heads...but Lois was already on her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

In the crowd, Lois let herself sway until she was pressing her breast against Tyrell's arm. The reporter could still taste his cock, and licked her lips. She did her best to keep up the dazed expression, as he guided her through the crowd, his hand on her hip. Hers settled onto h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

No ropes, no handcuffs. A pair of tinsnips took care of Lois Lane's clothes, slicing through cloth, latex, and leather with equal ease. Lois Lane remained standing still as the clothes were cut off of her. The taste of the gun barrel filled the reporter's mouth. Her eyes focused...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane herself to relax...and in doing so, the loops of duct tape about her arms and legs slackened a little. It was an old trick she had learned from an escape artist, how when they tied you up you tensed your muscles to make them as big as possible. That was all a lot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Concentrate, Lane, Lois told herself as her wrists worked on the duct tape. The more she worked, the looser they got...but Lois could hardly breathe. Pink good dribbled out of her nostrils, and she could taste the sweet candy-flavor of the dissolving pills, which had become a mus...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The reporter frowned as her fingers poked and prodded at the camera, the glass eye catching the naked reporter with pink bimbo dripping from her chin, the red light showing that it was still live, still streaming... An idea poked painfully slowly through Lois Lane's skull....

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

They did not have the internet, in Themyscira, Isle of the Amazons. Yet Wonder Woman had grown up with stories of the heroic warriors that had gone before. Strong, intelligent women who needed no man. Weak women, soft women, stupid women, were looked down on, sneered at, discoura...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Suspicion flared in Lois Lane's mind...after all, she didn't know Tyrell at all. The reporter smiled and nodded as though agreeing with the Black man's plan...but when she went to cut the pill with the razor blade, she palmed it and merely mimed popping it into her mouth. Yet the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

The black man had unbuttoned his shirt...and his chest, Lois saw, was swollen. Or at least his pecs looked puffy and strained against the fabric. There was a glassy stare to his brown eyes, and his lips looked thicker than normal. His drink was empty. Lois raised a finger and fla...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The Black man drank his -laced drink...and as he did, Lois Lane kept one hand on his thigh and watched. The pupils in the dark brown eyes got wider. The shirt and pants grew tighter as his muscles swelled, and Lois could see the fabric strain around the buttons until they thr...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

There was a security guard by the door. Lois Lane clung onto Tyrell's arm and gave her best stupid-slut smile, and the man, who recognized Tyrell, waved them both through. The VIP room was a series of curtained booths which contained padded u-shaped couches and screens set into...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Tyrell took his time in cumming. Lois Lane didn't mind. On her knees before him, slurping on his cock, hands working that impressive snake, she could see the effects that the pills had on him. The Black man had not been fat, but the flesh seemed to melt away from his stomach, so...

by Beast79

Chapter 17

"Goddamn!" Tyrell groaned as he clamped his hands on either side of her head. He humped his hips against her mouth, forcing that massive cock head just that much deeper down her throat. "Fuckin' stupid Bitch!" Lois looked up and found that a clear eyed Tyrell was looking down at...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane was still wondering those questions when something fell on her head. It was warm but firm, boneless like the body of a boa constrictor, and the top half of it fell across her forehead to dangle before her eyes. A barnyard smell filled the reporter's head, and something...