Pain

As the wheel spun, Diva grasped Valkyrie's hair in her fist, turning her head violently to face the spinning coloured segments. "Are you hoping for something in particular slut? Because I know what I want… and I bet you do too, huh?" Diva snarled as the other hand roughly groped one of the hero's massive breasts. Valkyrie winced and whimpered as she watched the wheel. "I bet you are getting excited from the anticipation alone."

"No," Valkyrie said, only to gasp as Diva pinched her nipple once more.

"Liar, these are harder than ever," Diva claimed as she pulled on the nipple while the wheel ticked past countless options. It felt like Diva was willing it to keep spinning till it finally went all the way to the first tick of 'Pain' and stopped. Valkyrie hissed both from the option selected and Diva's fingers as they twisted her poor, fat nipple. She felt it stiffen and her thighs clench together.

"I am sure our audience wanted to see this one as much as you did my poor, helpless masochist!" She proclaimed before pulling yanking on both Valkyrie's hair and her nipple making the hero cry out in pain. "As I said earlier, your body may not break but you still feel the pain. I am going to demonstrate that to all your adoring fans."

Valkyrie gasped in air between gritted teeth. This pain was nothing compared to the dread she felt at what the public may soon see. Not to mention, what that would do to her reputation. It was not this small amount of pain that made her heart race, along with other parts of her body. She locked her jaw together and tried to look tough, ready for whatever beating or **** Diva was going to inflict upon her. Only for the hostess to release both her hair and nipple.

"I have something special, just for this occasion, but first, let's prepare you," Diva said, as she pulled off one of her gloves to reveal a dark skinned hand, with crimson red painted nails. She flexed them and they glowed, before she swiped across Valkyrie's chest. Her nails tore through the spandex of the costume, ripping right through the angel wings symbol around the purple heart, and exposing her breasts to the cameras.

Valkyrie cried out in pain as the nails raked across her tits. They bounced about as the torn fabric exposed her massive mammories. There were bikini tan marks along the giant, glorious orbs of flesh, her rosy, thick nipples exposed as she hissed in pain from the energised scratch. The camera made sure to capture her naked breasts through her torn costume from multiple angles, letting viewers gaze upon the fabled treasure trove of Valkyrie the beloved hero. And boy was it a trove to behold.

"You bitch!" Valkyrie exclaimed as she tried to turn her face away but wherever she looked there was a camera to capture her pained look of shame and embarrassment.

"Don't call me that," Diva shouted and responded by back handing Valkyrie's tits with her bare hand. The glowing red energy from the polish scraped and burned across Valkyrie's chest once more, making her yelp. "I can do this all day you know." And proved it by slapping the tits once more with her glowing red claws. She repeated the motion, again and again, making Valkyrie scream and her tits bounce about like they were boxing speedballs.

She stopped after a few blows and Valkyrie was left gasping and struggling for breath, her eyes watering, her poor breasts throbbing with pain but undamaged. "But as much as I would like to play this game all day, I have something much more devious in mind," Diva said, before reaching into her coat and producing a small jewellery box. "You know, it's a shame." She reached down with her nails and grasped one of Valkyrie's nipples before pinching it with the red glowing tips, making the hero howl in pain.

Diva waited till Valkyrie's cry died down to a whimpering wince. "These big fat nipples are as tough as the rest of your body. It makes them unpierceable," She explained, mostly for the audience. "Means I can't fit you with a nice set of thick rings. Luckily, I have the next best thing." She opened the jewellery case with a gloved hand to show off a pair of heavy duty nipple rings made of a strange, silver-like martial that had an orange unnatural sheen to them and black, voidlike gems embedded along them. "I wanted to get gold to match your aesthetic but these only come in one colour."

She showed them off to the camera with one hand as she tugged on Valkyrie's nipples until it slipped from between her nails leaving the hero to hiss in pain. Diva picked up one of the rings and showed that it was not complete, there was a little gap in it, that she widened by pulling the ring apart. "These are technically more of a clamp, not a ring, but they snap together so tightly they may as well be rings. See they are made of gravitium, a special metal harvested from a collapsing star, they have many properties, but one of them is a gravitational field that is channelled through them. When connected, they are inseparable while the **** persists.

"Allow me to demonstrate." Diva grinned as she reached out and snatched one of Valkyrie's nipples with her red claws. The hero tried to use her powers of flight to back away but she was weakened from being tethered to the ground and Diva was easily about to hold her in place by her nipple alone.

"Get off me!" Valkyrie yelped. She had no idea where Diva had gotten her hands on such a powerful, otherworldly martial. Perhaps that mysterious producer? But it spelt bad news for Valkyrie.

"Not a chance my little masochistic slut," Diva spat like venom as she brought the broken ring down and very carefully placed each end of it against the stretched nipple. Then she snapped it closed. There was an orange flash from the void gems that reverberated through the ring and Valkyrie screamed once more. "The ring is locked in place, the very **** of a small black hole keeping it sealed tightly, indestructible metal trying and failing to close the gap between its two halves only there is impenetrable flesh between them.

"Very sensitive flesh at that. How's it feel oh so invulnerable Valkyrie to have your own powers turned against you? Any normal slut would just have their nipples pierced by this, quick sharp pain, followed by a dull ache, but for you, never ending pain upon your tender nipple. And that was only the first one!"

Valkyrie hissed and winced, she tried to open her mouth to speak only to let out this spluttering whimper. Her nipple felt like it was on fire. The feeling of that ring pinching her was worse even then the energy claws of Diva's painted nails. She felt the pain ebb and flow through her followed by shameful pleasure.

Her dirty secret… she had experienced so much pain in her life. Sure, her abilities meant she could take it, but the mind was not capable of processing it all. So after taking enough earth shattering hits from villains her body had learned to process **** pain with pleasure. She still felt it but her body kept her going with endorphins. Maybe Diva was right. Maybe she was a masochist. It was hard to tell if she had always been one, or if this was just a result of her tiem as a hero…

Diva watched with glee the conflicted emotions over Valkyrie's pained face. The defiance was dying down, a look of dread came over it, followed by realisation, and an acceptance, but there was still so much shame and rage there. Diva would break her free of those too. She reached out and grasped the other nipple, pulling it taught, Valkyrie flinched but only made a half heated effort to struggle. She knew it was fruitless. Instead she tensed, reading herself, before the other clamp was applied. It snapped closed as harshly and brutally as the first, and Valkyrie cried.

The cameras caught every moment. From the otherworldly rings now pinching her nipples tightly and her expressions, to the way she struggled, arching her back, and the sheer sadistic joy upon Diva's face.

"Do you like your new jewellery?" Diva asked and the sobbing Valkyrie shook her head. "Really? Well, let's see about that… how wet are you?" Valkyrie gasped and her bottom lip quivered.

"Please… not that…" Valkyrie gasped out as Diva's bare hand trailed down her body. The pain she could endure but that… that she would never live down. "Don't show them!"

"Oh now it comes out," Diva said as she reached Valkyrie's crotch. "I told you before. I am going to show everyone how much of a slut you are! So let's show them what pain does to you!" She flexed her fingers and the red nail polish glinted before she tore right through the crotch of Valkyrie's leotard. "Look at this wet cunt!" The camera zoomed in to show a glistening pair of pink lower lips. "She's drooling like a true masochist slut."

"I am not!"

"Oh but you are and everyone can see it now!"

Diva rubbed her fingers between the lips, spreading them and letting them drool down over her palm. The camera caught it perfectly, as it glinted in the studio lights. Valkyrie whimpered in shame, her face bright red, as her secret was broadcast live. It hurt more than the nipple rings ever could.

"But that's not all, I have another surprise for you," Diva announced as she kept Valkyrie's lower lips spread wide. "Bring up the punishment pole!"

A small hatch opened in the stage and up rose a massive dildo upon a long, sturdy steel pole. It **** its way between Valkyrie's thighs, roughly pushing them apart and Diva guided the helpless hero onto the rising phallic device. The head of it pressed in between her drooling lips making Valkyrie moan. But it kept going, getting wider and wider, jagged looking ridges and spikes lined it, as they pressed into Valkyrie's cunt she cried out.

"That will never fit!" Valkyrie yelled as she rose up as high as she could with her powers of flight, the chain only letting her get so far and unable to escape from her new friend. Thankfully, it stopped there and did not rise further.

"Oh but it will, one way or another," Diva said with a grin as she pinched Valkyrie's clit with her nails and made the hero cry. "Your body is unbreakable, it may bend or stretch but it won't break. Let's put that to the test. See how far it can go." She chuckled as she reached it with her other hand and tapped the black gems on her nipples rings, twice each. It was subtle at first, but Valkyrie felt them become heavier, and heavier. "I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation."

"What have you done?" She gasped as the nipple rings began to pull down upon her breasts.

"Simply increased the gravitational pull upon the earth and your new jewellery," Diva explained with a malicious chuckle. "You heroes walk around like you have the weight of the world upon your shoulders. Well how about we watch as you bear the weight of the world upon your nipples. What will you do? Sink further down upon this monstrous **** dildo or let your breasts be stretched out? Either way, we're all going to watch you suffer this."

Valkyrie whimpered, already her nipples were pulling down so hard on her. Her poor breasts were being stretched out as they hung lower than ever on her body. She was straining to remain floating but even she faltered for a moment and felt the dildo tear into her cunt. She screamed and the chain tightened a little, taking up the slack. She realised very quickly what the game was here.

She had to keep flying as high as she could for as long as she could while her nipple rings got heavier and heavier. But the moment she slipped up the dildo would sink deeper into her and the chain would take up the slack. Every inch of that dildo got wider and wider. Not to mention the spikes, rough ridges and all manner of painful features lining it. This was a test of endurance. Valkyrie steadied her nerves for the fight of her life against her one body. Sooner or later, she would lose, but she was going to go down fighting. Diva watched in glee as the hero began her long fall…