Chapters tagged prostitution

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"Margot" smiled. It wasn't the answer she wanted to hear, though. Coming back tomorrow would increase her risk, and do absolutely nothing to sate her curiosity tonight. "But the boss is going to want to sample the goods tonight," the old womantold her, looking Lois in the eye....

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The alley opened up to a space that might have once been a loading dock office, now converted into a storefront. Your typical palmistry shop, at first glance: a red neon hand glowed in a window edged with astrological symbols. The name Madame Alexa's sprawled across the top, and...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

It was surprisingly easy, getting him into the alley. No one around to see as she rubbed his balls through his pants. She pressed her tits against his chest as she felt the throb of his stiff dick against his fly. Lois Lane looked her mark in the eye and smiled. It wasn't so diff...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Did you like that, Stanley?" Lois Lane said. Her violet eyes bored into his. Her hands never left his cock. She tugged gently at his balls and stroked his shaft. Against that constant attention, his erection could not soften much at all. "Jeez, yes!" He said. "Feel like you suc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois tossed off her club clothes and dug out her best business suit, her laciest underwear, and the fake Gucci purse. A few minutes with a hairbrush and makeup and she was no longer a club-goer that could be mistaken for a prostitute, but an elegant woman who exuded confidence an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Lois Lane controlled her shock when a familiar redhead appeared to the madam's discreet buzzer call. Clad in a dark see-through robe that accentuated rather than concealed her flaring hips and slim, well-toned body, the reporter experienced a wave of deja vu—she had seen this wom...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois pointedly didn't look for a camera as Batgirl drew close...and didn't find it difficult to focus on those pert, delicate breasts and swaying hips. "Act natural," Barbara whispered as she began to unbutton the reporter's blouse. "They can see, but they can't hear." "Who?" L...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Something hard and square was set flush against the redhead's neck, little metal tongs buried deeply into the flesh. Lois Lane frowned. It almost felt like...a microchip. But that couldn't be right, could it? She pulled at it, but Barbara Gordon's hand came up between the report...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The tongue slid into Lois Lane's wet, aching hole, and for a minute the reporter didn't think of anything except the beautiful redhead that was eating her cunt out with almost pathetic puppy-like eagerness and tremendous attention to detail. After sixty seconds, Lois Lane felt he...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

The redheaded crimefighter suddenly spasmed in the midst of licking Lois Lane's slit. Batgirl's eyes rolled up in her head, whole body shaking with uncontrollable tremors...and then collapsed, utterly limp, her head back in the reporter's lap but the mouth no longer active. Lois...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

"Hey ho'," a new voice broke in, just as Lois Lane was going to pull up her pants. "Slow yo roll." The reporter turned to the front of the alley where her first "client" had just left. A young man was standing there. African-American, with hair cropped close to his skull. Bulgin...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Lois tried to pull up her pants...only to feel a heavy hand tug at the waistline of her jeans. Her pulse sped up and she spun around, ready to fight or run... There were eight of them. Hard young men, but not poorly dressed. Gold and diamonds glittered in ears, noses, teeth. Th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

J-dawg reached inside his pants and pulled out a saran-wrapped lozenge of something dark, almost fudgelike in consistency. "Hold her," he said, and in an instant seven pairs of hands were on her, holding the whore down on the cum-stained mattress, ass in the ass. Lois couldn't s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Ass and pussy stuffed, Lois Lane marched through the streets of Suicide Scum. The escort that surrounded her kept away any more idle interest in a woman walking alone—now she was just a slut out with her gang. The reporter tried to put a brave face on it, ignoring the pain in her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"Hold her down, boys." Fear ran through Lois, stark and sudden, as the goons grabbed her arms and legs, pinning her to the filthy mattress with her ass in the air. Hands spread her butt-cheeks, exposing her sore, gaping asshole. "Now, we been nice to you," J-dawg said. "Paid y...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane, held down with her ass in the air, the stolen bottle still crammed in her pussy and with an asshole filled with jizz, shuddered. She felt sick to her stomach as she considered how she had ended up in this position, held down by these gang-bangers, utterly at their merc...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Her ass hurt. Her pussy hurt. Even her feet hurt. As Lois shuffled forward, she saw light spill from the open doorway of a sub-street dive bar, and tottered down the steps. No one looked up as she came in, the Suicide Slum crowd silent and sullen. Nor as she half-limped the leng...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

"The Boss likes to shoot movies downstairs. College girls that come in, they like the idea. No plot, no acting, just stripping off in front of a camera, maybe play with theyselves...maybe bring a couple of brothers or sisters in to work them out, you know?" Tyrell was watching Lo...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

"Lotta men, they like 'em eager, real sluts. Want 'em to beg for more, yeah? Ain't nothin' wrong with that. Little bit of weed, little ecstasy, little speed...you get some preacher's daughters that turn into wanton little cumrags." There was a light in Tyrell's eyes as he spoke,...

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Chapter 21

The morning after found Lois Lane in a bed that was not her own. Naked. Sticky. Yet also somehow...deflated. The reporter opened her head and stared dully at an unfamiliar ceiling. Her pussy hurt. Something dripped out of her ass. Her head felt as though it was stuffed with cotto...