You slam your knife into Lily's arm, shattering it with a sickening snap. She screams in agony and thrashes about on the ground, unable to do anything but writhe helplessly as you move in for another strike. With her arms now useless, she is completely at your mercy.

Her chest heaves up and down rapidly with each labored breath, blood mixing with saliva as it drips from her mouth.

You finish breaking Lily's other arm, leaving her completely immobile on the ground except for the shallow twitching of her wounded limbs. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, tears streaming down her blood-streaked face as she gasps for air between sobs. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly in time with her labored breathing, nipples hard and sensitive despite the pain wracking her body.

"Please... don't..." she manages to croak out between ragged breaths. "