"Unfortunately, time's up. So, let me reveal the answer!" Eric waved the metallic rod in his hand and tapped his other hand. He leisurely said, "This thing is a special tuning fork. As for its purpose..."
Suddenly, Eric swung the tuning fork towards Misty's chest. The metallic fork struck her soft flesh, causing ripples and tremors as if disturbing the surface of a lake.
And the most terrifying part was that the steel needles already inserted in Misty's breasts resonated upon contact with the tuning fork, each one beginning to vibrate madly.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh!"
Misty couldn't endure it anymore and started screaming. The fine forces from the needles, like drills, penetrated deep into her bone marrow.
Her entire breast felt as if it had been torn apart, and even Misty couldn't bear this horrifying sensation.
"Do you know? The first round of needle insertions obstructed the flow of the milk ducts, and the second round precisely pierced the mammary glands.
And now, with the tuning fork striking the needles, the force of the impact reaches deep into the mammary glands," Eric patiently explained the true nature of this torture to Misty, his expression filled with pleasure, instilling a chilling fear in Misty.
"Huff... huff..."
Misty struggled to calm her chaotic breathing. With an angry glare, her eyes brimmed with fierce determination, as if she wanted to turn all the pain and discomfort into resistance.
She shouted at Eric, "Don't think that these lowly tactics can make a noble Imperial Knight submit! If you have any other skills, just use them!"
Misty's resistance made Eric burst into laughter. Ultimately, even if Misty surrendered, Eric had no intention of letting her go. Now that she was willing to struggle to the end, it actually pleased Eric.
So he cheerfully lifted the tuning fork and once again began swinging this menacing weapon.
The tuning fork whistled through the air with a chilling sound that sent shivers down one's spine, directly aimed at Misty's ample breasts.
"Wow! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh!"
Just the impact of the tuning fork was enough to make Misty writhe in pain, but what was truly devastating were the steel needles piercing her breasts. As Eric had said, the force of the impact traveled straight to the mammary glands, stimulating them into a frenzied state.
The sweet milk was squeezed out relentlessly, but the needles on the areola blocked the flow in the milk ducts, preventing the milk from being released smoothly. It could only accumulate within the breasts.
The internal and external threats pushed Misty's sanity to the brink of collapse.
"Ugh... Come on! I'm not afraid of you! Is this all the strength you have? Have you never been breastfed?"
Misty cursed at Eric in a show of strength, but her flushed face betrayed her.
"You can endure quite well! Then let's focus on the main attacks now!"
Eric happily said, changing the target of the tuning fork's strikes. Previously, when he struck her breasts with the tuning fork, although the impact reached all the needles, Misty's large and plump breasts unknowingly dispersed some of the force.
Now, he decided to aim at a single needle for the strikes. The magnitude of the impact that entered it was unimaginable.
"Are you ready to scream in ecstasy? I will make you scream until your voice is hoarse."
The swiftly swinging tuning fork made direct contact with the long steel needle embedded in her mammary gland, and the buzzing sound of metal collision immediately resounded.
The needle started shaking violently, clearly indicating the tremendous impact that traveled straight down into Misty's breast. It was completely incomparable to the previous impacts, as if a bomb had exploded.
The interior of her breast felt hollowed out, and Misty felt as if her entire breast no longer belonged to her. Numb pain engulfed her, leaving her in despair.
The tuning fork struck again and again, the assault growing faster and faster. As a result, Misty's breast became a chaotic mess, as if the secreted milk was about to burst through. Her already voluptuous breasts swelled even more.
This led to a gradually tearing pain in Misty's breast tissue. What was even more terrifying was that her nipples felt as if they were plugged, preventing the pent-up milk from spraying out.
The unrelenting force of the unreleased milk repeatedly surged against her obstructed nipples, causing unbearable agony for Misty.
"Ah...uhhh...ahhhh! My... my breasts... ahhhh! It's so uncomfortable... it's... going to... break... break apart!"
Misty's eyes widened in anguish, and crystal-clear tears spilled from them. Her resistance had ultimately reached its limit, and she had plunged into a state of breakdown under the unbearable burden.
"Haha, it's not over yet!" Eric laughed as he aimed at the steel needle on the other breast, following the same pattern. The sound of metallic collision resounded once again. "Scream! And then obediently break apart!"
"Yaaaahhhh! Stop! Stop, please!"
Misty's screams were mixed with pleas for mercy. Devoid of resistance, she had become an ordinary girl. With tear-filled eyes, she begged Eric to stop. "Please, stop! I can't take it anymore. Waahhh, please stop!"
"Yaaaahhhh! Stop! Stop, please!"
Misty's screams were intertwined with pleas for mercy. Stripped of her resistance, she had transformed into an ordinary girl. With tears streaming down her face, she tearfully implored Eric to stop.
"Please, stop! I can't take it anymore. Waahhh, please, stop!"
But would Eric stop? No, he answered Misty through his actions. He pulled out another identical tuning fork and held one in each hand.
Eric swung his arms, taking aim at the steel needles on Misty's breasts, striking them with a stable and rhythmic rhythm.
It was as if he was playing a piece of music. "Haha, this is what they call 'hitting with both barrels.'"
"No, nooo!"
The stimulation on her breasts forced Misty to surrender outright.
She desperately shook her head, tears streaming from her eyes. Her entire body was drenched in sweat, and her nipples stood erect like hardened beans.
Her exquisite breasts resembled bags filled with water, swaying back and forth. "Please spare me! I surrender, I beg you! Let me go!"
However, Eric responded to Misty with a malicious smirk. He held the tuning fork and took steps closer to Misty, his cold laughter echoing, "Spare you? Why should I? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
"No... don't come any closer! Stop... stop, don't approach me, no... don't do it!"
Misty watched in extreme terror as Eric advanced, trembling like a frightened little animal. "Oh my God! What... what are you going to do? Please, don't, aahhhh! No, please, I'll do anything, just stop!"
Eric had already circled around behind Misty.
He looked down from above at her two breasts, raising his hands high and gripping the tuning fork in a reverse hold.
His gaze was fixed on Misty's erect nipples, accompanied by a malevolent smile. With force, he thrust the tuning fork violently towards them.
"Help meeee! Ahhhhh!"
Misty's final scream rang out, filled with panic and despair. "Someone, anyone, save me!!!"
After uttering those words, she promptly fainted.