"Haaah... Haah..." Number Forty breathed heavily as she laid on the ground recovering from the third strike of the whip across her ear. She reached for her ear and touched it to make sure it was still intact. But the second she touched it she snapped her hand back with a whimper. Her ear was intact but the damage was done.
Number Forty rolled over and leaped from the ground, sprinting toward the bewildered tigerkin. Along the way she picked up the gazellekin's boomerang and threw it at the tigerkin. The boomerang spread its long, razor-sharp metal wings and spun toward the large target.
But the tigerkin was not asleep. He cracked his whip which snapped through the air faster than a regular eye could follow, striking Number Forty's naked inner thigh.
"Ahn~!" red in the face, the girl lost her footing, fell, and tumbled. Her boomerang flew toward the beastkin, but a raised Bullshield sealed the fate of the attack.
The boomerang with its blades spread was thrice as wide as the tigerkin, but even that did not prevent it from disappearing in the magic ripple of The Bullshield. It reappeared behind the tigerkin's back and kept spinning straight off the arena.
Safe from the boomerang the tigerkin cracked his whip with all his might, striking Number Forty's nipples yet again, making her back arch as she let out a loud, dubious moan.
"The Whip of Sodom will never cause a serious injury!" the announcer giggled. "Because—YOU FUCKING MORON, BEHIND YOU!!!"
The tigerkin turned around at the last second with his shield in front of him to prevent a lethal blow from a boomerang that had inevitably turned around for a return flight. It disappeared in the ripple of the Bullshield, reemerged through the ripple behind the tigerkin, and continued the flight back to Number Forty. However, the girl was in no condition to catch the weapon, and eventually, the boomerang touched the surface of the arena, skidding forward until it stopped far on the other side of the arena.
The announcer clenched the railing bars with such strength that veins popped even on her delicate feminine hands. She breathed in deep, exhaled, breathed again, calming down, regaining her composure.
Number Forty—with great effort—used this opportunity to try and get up off the ground. She scratched her nails against the rocks as she rose up, even as her limbs trembled, but several more ferocious strikes across her nape and lower back robbed her of her strength as she moaned again.
"As I was saying," the announcer put emphasis on every word with clenched teeth and veins in her arms pulsating, "No matter how hard Number Fifty-Eight—or any user of The Whip of Sodom—might wish to strike a lethal blow against their target, they will not succeed!"
The tigerkin cracked his whip again and again, landing strikes with the engorged tip of the whip across Lilith's breasts, nipples, belly button. By now it was obvious that his strikes were not causing wounds. But as the tigerkin grew to enjoy the girl's reactions, his momentary frustration was replaced with growing joy and a grin of a power-hungry maniac as she struck the girl again and again, and again.
Number Fifty-eight no longer even tried to aim his whip. He let the whip guide his hand as he shifted his focus shifted to watching the girl's reactions with a growing, salivating grin. And his grin was not the only thing that was growing.
"The Whip of Sodom has a will of its own!" the announcer explained as she giggled. With the tigerkin now in full control, 'Thelicia' seemingly got over her frustrations and now simply enjoyed Number Forty's predicament while hanging over the protecting railings to get a better view. "It only needs a couple of hits to determine the pain tolerance levels of its target. Be it a gentle sunflower or a hardcore masochist!
"After that, each strike hones in more and more on the perfect balance of pain and pleasure to arouse its current target and make it unable to fight. Unable to resist! Unable to do anything but slowly succumb to the pleasure of The Whip!"
Beatrice swallowed. Despite what was happening to Number Forty before her very eyes, after hearing the description of the tigerkin's weapon's abilities, the succubus's mind couldn't help but instantly think of a certain companion who would be overjoyed to take the full force of the Whip of Sodom.
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