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Barda stared fixedly ahead as Lashina strutted towards her, the whips at the end of her hands flickering as if an extension of her body, the tips of her high heels or the fringe of her dress. Lashina didn’t go so far as to crack them, but they still clawed at the air with barely concealed aggression.

She’d meant to rescue Scott from Apokolips, but to do that, she had to go through the Female Furies. And that was proving difficult. Especially when she was tied to the wall by unbreakable chains, her very breakable armor ripped away from her.

Lashina licked her lips as she retracted her whips back to their very tips. She tied one around Barda’s right nipple, its tapering tip biting down on the nubbin like the fangs of some horrid little creature. Barda winced, but refused to let it go beyond the merest ripple of her breast.

“Is that the worst you can do?” Barda hissed. “You can’t possibly intend to break me with such a feeble effect!”

“Patience, Barda, patience,” Lashina purred, doing the same with Barda’s other nipple. Barda grinded her teeth as the tight little noose bit down, its clamp nearly piercing her fiercely erect nipple. The weight of the whips pulled down at Barda’s breasts, pulling on the nipples, making her lips quake with an unvoiced groan. “Doesn’t that feel good now? Won’t you have a nice time with these biting your nipples, just like your precious Scott?”

“Scott,” Barda grinned fiercely, “would bite a lot harder.”