Pantha goes first to break Blackfire
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 168
by
copier
· original author:
somedude248
Pantha let a grin emerge through the luchador mask she wore. While she wasn’t that experienced with sexual torture (although the past few days had provided a major crash course) she was quite experienced with breaking an opponent into surrender. It was a combination of both the physical and the mental which would be necessary to break an opponent, and Blackfire was no different, just...tiny.
“You still have fight left. But that will soon be gone.”
Immediately, Blackfire stood up and began yelling. What she was saying was unimportant, just that she was blabbering. Taking her free hand, Pantha took two of her fingers and clamped Blackfire’s mouth shut, squeezing for good measure. However, all Blackfire felt was a blinding, calming pleasure where there should have been the feeling of her jaw being unhinged.
“You talk too much. Next time I break your mouth, and all you feel will be pleasure.”
The tiny alien criminal could only look on confused. She did feel pleasure from something that should have been extremely painful. Had she turned into a masochist and not realized it? No, the sensation would still be the same. Instead it was just pleasuring to her entire body.
“You talk, but you don’t listen. Otherwise you would realize thar Zatanna’s spell worked. You will feel nothing but pleasure even as I break your weak body.”
Instinctively at the threat, Blackfire raised her arm to point, only for Pantha to take the tiny limb and bend it backwards in a way it wasn’t designed to be bent. The pleasure radiated through her body even as her mind informed her something was clearly wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be feeling this.
“You don’t get it, do you? You point your arm, I break it. You talk too much, I silence you. Your legs try to escape, and I turn them into tiny broken sticks. And because of us, it will feel good. We control what you feel. You will feel good while your body is useless.
She was unsure just how to process this. It didn’t make sense, in fact, it was the exact opposite of how it was supposed to work, but there was naturally a part of her mind that had to know the truth. She began stomping on Pantha’s hand with her leg, the only part of her body that hadn’t been tested yet.
With speed too great to avoid, Pantha’s free hand reached for the offending leg and lifted Blackfire up, upside down. She pondered what to do before seeing her foot.
“This should do.”
Blackfire’s foot was bent in the same manner as a toehold, a technique Pantha used against opponents in the ring. Specifically, it was being bent in such a way to snap the ankle and the supporting muscles and tendons. With one final push, it snapped, but instead of an agonizing pain, the pleasure Blackfire felt led her to orgasm.
Carelessly, Pantha dropped the woman back on her palm, Blackfire still reveling fro, the orgasm. Except when she tried to stand, she couldn’t. The ankle was clearly broken, and while there was no pain, it was incapable of supporting any weight.
“See? You feel what we want you to feel, when we want. Imagine if you only felt stabbing pain when you touch yourself, or if you act like a slut your bones feel like they break. You can’t do anything unless we let you.”
“You still have fight left. But that will soon be gone.”
Immediately, Blackfire stood up and began yelling. What she was saying was unimportant, just that she was blabbering. Taking her free hand, Pantha took two of her fingers and clamped Blackfire’s mouth shut, squeezing for good measure. However, all Blackfire felt was a blinding, calming pleasure where there should have been the feeling of her jaw being unhinged.
“You talk too much. Next time I break your mouth, and all you feel will be pleasure.”
The tiny alien criminal could only look on confused. She did feel pleasure from something that should have been extremely painful. Had she turned into a masochist and not realized it? No, the sensation would still be the same. Instead it was just pleasuring to her entire body.
“You talk, but you don’t listen. Otherwise you would realize thar Zatanna’s spell worked. You will feel nothing but pleasure even as I break your weak body.”
Instinctively at the threat, Blackfire raised her arm to point, only for Pantha to take the tiny limb and bend it backwards in a way it wasn’t designed to be bent. The pleasure radiated through her body even as her mind informed her something was clearly wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be feeling this.
“You don’t get it, do you? You point your arm, I break it. You talk too much, I silence you. Your legs try to escape, and I turn them into tiny broken sticks. And because of us, it will feel good. We control what you feel. You will feel good while your body is useless.
She was unsure just how to process this. It didn’t make sense, in fact, it was the exact opposite of how it was supposed to work, but there was naturally a part of her mind that had to know the truth. She began stomping on Pantha’s hand with her leg, the only part of her body that hadn’t been tested yet.
With speed too great to avoid, Pantha’s free hand reached for the offending leg and lifted Blackfire up, upside down. She pondered what to do before seeing her foot.
“This should do.”
Blackfire’s foot was bent in the same manner as a toehold, a technique Pantha used against opponents in the ring. Specifically, it was being bent in such a way to snap the ankle and the supporting muscles and tendons. With one final push, it snapped, but instead of an agonizing pain, the pleasure Blackfire felt led her to orgasm.
Carelessly, Pantha dropped the woman back on her palm, Blackfire still reveling fro, the orgasm. Except when she tried to stand, she couldn’t. The ankle was clearly broken, and while there was no pain, it was incapable of supporting any weight.
“See? You feel what we want you to feel, when we want. Imagine if you only felt stabbing pain when you touch yourself, or if you act like a slut your bones feel like they break. You can’t do anything unless we let you.”
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March 13, 2025
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