Chapters tagged whipping

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The shrubbery Lois was squatting behind consisted of long, thin, woody shoots... covered with thorns. The reporter grabbed a handful by the roots and pulled, sandy soil clinging to the thin roots. With her free hand she stripped off some of the leaves...and as she trudged her way...

by GamerChick077

Chapter 14

"I don't know what you are but I am not sucking your dick!" Lois said. "Then I'll you first," Blaze said. Lois was taken down to a room in the basement. The cultists chained her so that she was on her knees with her arms in hanging from the ceiling. Blaze went behind Lo...

by GamerChick077

Chapter 15

"Still no," Lois said. Blaze stood behind Lois again swung the whip again, cutting the Daily Planet reporter across her back again. Lois screamed in pain, fighting back tears. The whip dug into Lois's flesh, drawing blood. Her back was heavily scarred. Her hair was a mess. Blaz...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois took the baton. It had a good weight in her hand, but the little leather lashes at the end felt ephemeral, unreal. "How do I...?" she said. Angelica slid one hand down to hold Lois Lane's right forearm. The other shifted to the reporter's left hip. "Head up. Shoulders bac...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Curiosity was one of Lois Lane's defining traits. It was what made her such a great reporter. What pushed her to dig deeper, to go places other reporters wouldn't, to extremes they wouldn't dream of. Not just to get the story...but to satisfy that craving inside of her, to learn,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

_If you have it_, Lois thought, drawing back her arm, the pink tendril of the energy-whip splitting and unbraiding into nine smaller, narrowing strands. _Use it!_ \*CRACK\* The whip struck against the immortal sorceress' pale skin, and the woman's entire body went taut. The but...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

In her teenage years, Lois Lane had read about corporal punishment. They had written books about it, back in the 19th century. Weird quasi-academic texts that talked about spanking and whipping. How much a body could take. Before the skin split. All those people trying desperatel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane wasn't sure when something broke inside of her. Maybe it was the sight of blood as the whip, lashing the bruised and reddened buttocks, finally broke the skin. Something about seeing that bright red flow...hearing Circe's mingled cry of pain and ecstasy...should have m...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

She brought the whip up in an under-arm motion, like pitching a softball. There was a sharp _crack_ as the pale glowing lashes of the whip touched the sorceress' exposed cunt, and Circe's whole body tensed and shook as she howled in shock and pain...and arousal. Lois could see i...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

A smile curled Lois Lane's lips. The violet ring on her finger glowed brighter as a shiver of sexual excitement ran through her body. She had never quite understood, before, what BDSM people got out of the whole experience. So little of what they did was actually sex in any kind...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The violet lashes flashed. Red streaks crisscrossed Circe's thighs, her belly, her buttocks. She shivered in her bonds, every stroke causing her breast to heave and her muscles to tense. Transported between agony and ecstasy to that strange place in between, where the two mingled...

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 10

Lois Lane was fiercely intelligent—but at times, she was simply fierce. Backed into a corner, when the smart reporter might play along with her captors in order to gain time or seek an opportunity to escape, she would sometimes fight back. It often took her foes by surprise. Cer...