"Hmmm, hmm hmm hmmm, hm hmm hm hmm~" Came the soft noises from the king's dungeon mistress, leisurely polishing one of her favorite toys in her hands.

To anyone who may have met her outside of her profession, which admittedly wasn't that many in comparison to those who met her inside it, Helgr might've seemed like the ideal sweet granny that everybody wanted for themselves. The Miltank was a fair bit past her prime, having already entered her early 70's, but she was by no means ready to retire. They pay was good, she enjoyed her work, she got to stay in the palace, and she got to meet so many new faces.

All those faces, they looked so adorable when they screamed in terror and writhed in pain. It made a delightful afternoon for the cow, when she got to sit herself down with a plate of cookies and a glass of her very own Moomoo milk, and just watch & listen to the spectacle.

That was her real nature; beneath the surface of a cheerful, energetic, batty grandma, lived a sadistic torturer/executioner who relished in making the hardest of Rhydon's crack under her "gentle" touch. She claims it's a kind of art to her.

So when she wasn't busy making Emboar's squeal like newly-hatched Tepig's and giving Garchomp's something worse than a Lapras's Blizzard to be afraid of, she regularly maintained her tools & toys for when she would next need them.

Knock knock knock!

Which sounded like it would be right now.

Smiling at the sound of someone being at her door, the bovine placed the axe & cloth down before standing up, sauntering over with her udders jiggling with every step in her tight executionatrix attire.

Aside from her eyes, snout, horns, ears, hands, feet, tail and udders, all of her body was covered in black leather, showing off her naturally chubby form. This outfit had been custom made for her a long time ago, and it still fit her perfectly to this day; from her ample breasts, wide hips, thick thighs and round ass.

The uniform was another nice bonus perk to this job, which she had grown to love as well.

Arriving at the door, Helgr opened the large wooden structure and smiled down at one of her usual visitors, seeing a certain Nickit clad in the armor of the royal guard standing in the hallway.

"Afternoon, Vex~!" The Miltank greeted sweetly, looking down in between the two of them to see the little surprise she had brought with her.

Not for the first time this month, the city guard had found some "troublemakers" lurking in the city, and seeing as they had been brought here with rope tied around their torsos & with connected shackles around their hands, Helgr could make an accurate guess that these ones were no different.

Or at least, two of them were in shackles.

The third one, on the other hand, no pun intended, was a bit more of a unique case; she only hand one arm, which was being held by the vulpine Pokemon behind her.

This one was a Rockruff, looking to be prepubescent, along with the other two. And if that scowl on her face was anything to go by, especially with how contrast it looked to the worried/scared looks on her friends' faces, it seemed like this one was a bit of a loose cannon. Wouldn't be surprising of she tried to break out of Vex's grasp already.

Speaking of, the one in the middle of this little trio was a Buneary, looking a lot more meek and humble than her canine companion, like she was ready to start apologising, even accepting responsibility for whatever she/they had done. The third one was more-or-less the same as the former; an Absol around the same age, looking submissively up at the leather-clad cow before her.

"Awww, look~ You brought me gifts~" Helgr said, squatting down so she was closer to the trio's height. "What did ol' Helgr do to deserve it this time~"

"Robbery." Vex bluntly announced, pushing the three of them forwards a little to get them inside the dungeon, still blocking their exit. "Misdemeanor, but not their first offences. We thought you'd like to give them a tour, see if it straightens them out."

Hearing this idea, the cow reached out with her hoofed hands, petting both the Buneary and the Absol's heads affectionately, smiling at how they didn't shy away, but noticing how only the latter leaned in to the touch. Possibly a sign of fear of consequence if she didn't.

Either way, the vixen handed her the end of the chain that connected the young prisoners, giving her ontrol of them in more ways than one.

"I'd be delighted~" She cooed sweetly, looking up at her colleague. "After a night with aunt Helgr, they'll be right as rain~"

Nodding at the remark, Vex took a step back and grabbed the metal handle to the door, pulling it close.

"I'm sure." The fox replied, giving her a small smirk as she did so. "See you tomorrow~"

And with an audible 'bang', the guard had shut the door, leaving the trio of kids alone with their captor, who had turned her attention back to them.

And it was then that one of them decided to make a very unwise move.

"Don't bother wasting your breath, grandma!" The Rockruff declared, getting all eyes on her, two sets of which were surprised looks of despair at her words. "You're not gonna scare us! You won't make us talk either, no matter what you try!"

Helgr, instead of being insulted, simply laughed at the canine's bravado.

"Awww, what a brave little puppy~" She cooed, reaching her hand out to grab the Rock-type's arm, pulling her in towards her with her overwhelming strength. "C'mere, give auntie Heglr a nice big kiss~"

"Ewww!" She announced as she cringed, struggling in her grip & trying to escape, but failing miserably.

The cow giggled at her futile efforts as she pulled her in for a hug that pinned her victim's arm to her side, rendering her helpless, before leaning her head forward & puckering her lips.

"G- Get offa me!" The young pup protested, closing her eyes shut tight as the bovine's snout came closer and closer to her face, until-

SMOOCH

To her dismay, she felt the cow's lips plant onto her own, making her blush in humiliation.

Her friends weren't treated to any better sight, the pair of them averting their gazes as their friend was smooched by the older Pokemon.

But that wasn't the worst of it, and the latter two were about to be even more thankful that it wasn't them suffering through it.

Suddenly, the Miltank's other hand came up to the dog's snout, pinching her nose shut between her thumb & finger.

"Mmmmm!? Hmmmph! HHHMMMMM!" Came the muffled cries, upon realising what was happening to her.

Rockruff struggled even harder in the Miltank's arms as her oxygen supply was cut off, desperately trying to push her away.

That was more than could be said for the Miltank, though; she looked as if this was the most fun she'd had in a long time, and the fact that she was forcing someone to suffer as well just made it even better for her.

The other two had already realised this, but they knew better than to run away, or say anything to stop them.

It wasn't until the girl's struggles grew weaker and her face began to change color that the dominatrix decided to show her some mercy.

"Mmmmmmwah~!" Helgr said, breaking the kiss and opening her eyes to see the canine's semi-conscious state, before setting her down on the ground and standing back up, leaving her gasping & coughing. "There you go~"

"Hah...! You...! I...! Gah!" The young canine gasped, her voice hoarse, as she struggled to formulate any coherent words.

"I can tell you're gonna be a challenge~" The bovine giggled, grabbing the end of the chain attached to the others, turning around while keeping her eyes on them. "Well, shall we~? I've got plenty of things to show you~"

Not that she was waiting for an answer.

The three of them were off through the dungeon only a second later.

***

"And over here is one of my usual go-to's, for any hotheads~" The cow announced, pointing at a metal chamber-looking holding cell, with a large glass panel on the front, looking like a giant oven. "The Heatran '08 model, perfect for an all-over roast~"

Throughout the tour, the girls had been subjected to all sorts of devices, each one more horrific than the last. And the bovine had taken great joy in telling the trio what each one did and how it would work on them.

Everything, from the painful-looking devices scattered around the rooms, some of them still covered in blood, torn clothing, and even body bits, to the giant vats filled with strange-smelling fluids & the odd, ominous-looking objects they couldn't even identify, if she hadn't described them, made for a horrific atmosphere.

And it was only amplified when the Miltank told them that they could be experiencing it for themselves. In fact, she made a point to let them know that there WOULD be a spot for them here, if they kept getting into trouble.

But it got worse; they weren't even alone here.

Along the way through the dungeon, they were subjected to the sights of other Pokemon who had been locked down here, experiencing/demonstrating the practicality of the many torture devices they passed.

Even just the last three they passed before now: there was a Mightyena on a rack, stretched out to its max, a Charmeleon strapped to a chair with a gas mask on its face connected to some tubes, with a pretty nasty smell coming from the facial area, and a Glaceon facing away from them with its butt & tail raised in the air, with a red hot picture of Helgr's face branded onto its buttock.

None of it looked pleasant, and the girls were quick to get the point.

But at some point, the three of them had stopped listening to the old Pokemon's rambling, and were instead speaking with one another.

"So what's the plan, Diana?" The Rockruff asked quietly, leaning in to the Buneary in front of her. "I'm ready to make a break fro it on your mark."

"Quiet, Rox!" She replied in a harsh whisper, before turning her head back to Helgr, pretending to listen. "She can hear you! I.. I'll think of something, okay?"

"Fine." She grunted, rolling her eyes. "But if I have to endure another sloppy kiss like that from this fat old hag, I'll bite her right in the- Ooof!"

The grunt came in response to the feeling of walking into the back of her friend, who bumped into the back of her, who bumped into the front of the cow in question.

It would appear they weren't as quiet as they had hoped they were; their host was now looking directly at them with her arms crossed & a cruel smile on her lips.

"Are you done talking back there~?" Helgr asked rhetorically, looking down at the trio with a look that gave them goosebumps.

Even Roxanne felt a bead of sweat creep up on her face, and despite her bravado, her friends knew there was only so much she could take before she broke as well.

"S- Sorry..." Diana replied for them, looking down at her feet.

"Oh, no, that's alright, dearie~" The Miltank cooed, giving them a gentle tug with their chains. "You're just not used to the environment yet~"

As she spoke, her hand reached for the Rockruff again, who flinched slightly upon contact, bracing herself for whatever came next.

"But we can change that~"

"Wait!" The Buneary called, her hand shooting out and grabbing onto Helgr's, surprising the cow. "Wait, please! T- Take me instead!"

"Diana, what're you doing!?" Roxanne asked in shock, turning her head to her with a rare look of concern on her face.

Even their torturer seemed surprised by the words and action, but decided to let her continue.

"Please, don't hurt her anymore! I'll take her place!" The rabbit continued, before realising that she was still holding her arm, letting go and clasping her hands together. "I- I mean... S- Sorry, ma'am..."

The cow, who had remained silent and passive, raised an eyebrow at the girl's request, smiling wickedly down at her.

"Aww, a volunteer~?" She cooed, placing her free hand on her cheek. "That's a first~"

"D- Diana, don't do this...!" The Absol commented, though her voice was barely above a whisper.

Not that it mattered, since the cow wasn't about to deter from the decision.

"You three could use some hands-on experience~ And since you asked, you'll get the first pick~" The Miltank continued, gesturing her arm around the room. "What would you like, dearie~? A smacked bottom, a nice little branding, or maybe a nice big dose of laxatives~?"

"P- Please, ma'am... Show some mercy..." The Buneary pleaded, her heart pounding as she spoke, the other two giving her pathetic looks as well. "We were just trying to survive... The whole city looks down on us, calls us pests and leaves us to starve. Please, we never wanted to hurt anybody..."

"Aww, you poor dears~" The Miltank said sympathetically, looking down at the trio of kids with a sad frown. "You just wanted some food and shelter~?"

But then, her expression changed.

"Then lucky you, we've always got space for some little cuties like you down here~" She stated, turning back to face her torture chamber.

The words were laced with sarcasm and a sadistic tone, but for one of the girls, they were very much welcomed.

Luna's real parents had died some time ago, which had quite a big impact on her; ever since she lost them, she had sought out the kind of parental comfort she once used to rely on, only to be heartbroken by everyone she ever tried, except for her two friends.

The streets were rough and while she always did her best to look on the brought side of things, it wasn't always easy.

Yet, for this Miltank here, despite knowing she was just saying this to torture them mentally as well as physically, it was bringing her that kind of maternal comfort she so desperately desired. Even if it meant torture, or worse, it was worth it to her.

At the very least, it meant a roof over their heads, and that was fine by her.

Regardless, it didn't look like they'd have a say in things. They weren't in control here, and the bovine was eager to showcase that.

"Let's start simple, shall we~?" Helgr suggested, leading the three of them away towards a corner. "First, a nice little lesson for the puppy~"

"Huh...?" Was all the canine could muster, picking up on the idea that she was gonna be first. "W- Wait!"

The trio were dragged over towards a large wooden block, one end of which held a set of stocks to fit a head & hands through, and the other end having a wheel of sorts, with some paddles attached to it to spin around.

Even though they hadn't seen this kind of thing before, they quickly figured out what this was for.

"Naughty girls need to be punished~" The cow said, lifting up the top part of the stocks & stepping aside, looking expectantly at the Rockruff. "Don't they, dearie~?"

Roxanne didn't like the look on her face, nor where she was being put, so she took a few steps back, trying to get away, though she knew the rope would make that pointless.

"S- Stop! Let me do it!" The rabbit shouted, making her captor look her way.

"Are you sure~?" The bovine asked, tilting her head in her direction. "You're such a cutie, it'd be a shame to make that little bum all red and sore~"

"Please, don't hurt them..." Diana spoke again, closing her eyes. "I... I'm the leader. I should take the first turn. It's only fair..."

Helgr seemed to not even consider her words, as a wicked smile grew on her face.

"Oh, if you insist~" She cooed, letting go of Roxanne and turning to the bunny instead, undoing the tie around her waist & the shackles that bound her. "But you asked for it, sweetheart~ Don't say I didn't warn you~"

"Thank you, ma'am..." She said, bowing her head, letting her captor list her up to the block with ease, heping her get in position.

"Diana, stop it!" Roxanne shouted, reaching her hand out to her. "I can handle anything this fatass can dish out! Don't let her-"

"Language, dearie~" The bovine stated, reaching back towards the loudmouth.

Without even looking, the leather-clad cow grabbed the dog and haphazardly placed her on the smaller block on her back, straddling her entire frame with her massive backside.

Roxanne could only see what was coming too late to do anything about it.

"W- Wait! Don't you dar-!"

The rest was muffled by a large leather/fleshy weight smothering her vessel, silencing any further protest, but not the muffled shouts of the canine as she struggled under the Miltank's bottom.

"Ahh, much better~" She teased, wiggling about in her seat, pressing her gargantuan weight further against the bitch. "Lemme just get comfortable~"

"Hmmph!" The dog protested, trying to push her away, but to no avail, finding her body trapped between the floor & the cow. "Grrmm!"

"I'll be back with you in a moment, sweetie~" The torturer said, giving her butt a few pats, before looking down at the Buneary in front of her. "Now, let's get you settled~"

"O- Okay..." The rabbit spoke quietly, looking up at her host with a meek gaze, getting herself in the stocks for her.

The old cow brought the top half of the wooden contraption down, locking it in place over the girl's wrsists & neck.

"There you go, dearie~" Helgr cooed, giving it a testing pull, making sure it was locked in place, before moving to the side.

Diana felt her heart racing in her chest, knowing what was coming next.

"I have to say, I'm a little impressed that you volunteered yourself, to save your friends~ That's very sweet~" She told her, reaching back to grab the hem of the ragged excuse of a dress that the rabbit was wearing. "Even if one of them doesn't appreciate it~"

"R- Roxanne's a bit abrasive sometimes, but... She's not a bad person, really..." The girl confessed, trying her best to ignore the sensation of her captor undressing her back there, exposing her cute butt and allowing the cold dungeon air on her fur. "She means well... S- She's just..."

"Don't worry, sweetheart~ She'll come around~" The Miltank said, giving the bunny a few pats on the butt, sending shivers up her spine. "Right, ready for a smacked bum~?"

"A- As I'll ever be, ma'am..." She replied, looking up at her with a brave face.

Helgr giggled at the answer, before reaching for the wheel and moving it closer to the bunny's backside, pulling a little level on the side of it.

Sounds of cogs, pulleys, and chains began to echo around the chamber as the wheel started spinning, and the paddles on it moved along in a circular motion.

It wasn't long before one of them came swinging around, delivering a harsh SMACK to the Buneary's bottom, making her wince.

"Ohh, ow..." She mumbled, squeezing her eyes shut, knowing the next one would follow suit in just a moment.

"Awww, poor baby~" The Miltank cooed, standing up from her seat and coming in front of her plaything, cupping her chin. "Here, this will help~"

Helgr then leaned her head down, opening her mouth and spitting a big glob of saliva into her prisoner's face.

"Mmmmf!" Diana grunted, flinching a little from the surprise spit, feeling it slither down her face.

"That should help distract you, sweetie~" Her host teased, stroking her snout.

SMACK

Another blow to the buttocks, making her yelp.

That was one of them taken care of, and she still had two more to play with. One of them being literally behind her.

Looking back and downwards, Helgr reached for the Rock-type plastered to her own butt, grabbing a foot and peeling her off the leather, making a satisfying sound.

"Grmmph! Gah, finally!" She gasped, taking in a few breaths of fresh air, before looking up/down at her tormentor. "Ugh, what a smell! Do you ever shower?!"

Hearing the next insult, the cow tutted condescendingly before carrying her over towards a kind of bench.

A bench with a triangular shape, looking pretty painful for anyone to sit on. No prizes for guessing who that would be.

"Now, now, that's enough backtalk from you, little puppy~" Helgr said, turning the dog around to get her legs on either side of the structure, holding her hand up towards a chain hanging above them, before pulling the end and letting the mechanism take care of the rest.

"H- Hey! What're you- Wah!" The canine shouted as the chain yanked her upwards, leaving her hanging there in place,

But she didn't stop there; her ankles followed suit, getting trapped in a pair of chains beneath the bench, forcing her body to become stuck on the uncomfortable wood, riding up into her crotch.

It was certainly uncomfortable, but nothing that would make her crack... Until she made her next move.

The cow took hold of the lever beside the bench, giving it a crank, forcing the chains on her ankles even further down.

"W- What the- Ahhhh!" Roxanne gasped, feeling the chains pull her body further down, putting pressure on her private area.

"Shhhh~" Helgr told her, moving the lever back, before giving it another crank, making it even worse for her friend. "You tell me when you're ready to apologise, okay, dearie~?"

"Gaaahhh!" She screamed, throwing her head back and wriggling about helplessly, unable to do anything.

The old Miltank simply giggled as she looked down at her work, pulling the lever back and waiting for her little friend to notice.

"N- No, don't!" The canine begged, looking up at her captor with a pathetic look on her face. "A- Alright, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry for what, sweetie~?" Helgr asked her, tilting her head.

"I'm sorry for talking shit, okay!?" She told her, closing her eyes shut, before snapping them open at what she just said. "Oh, Arceusdamn it..."

But to her relief, the cow didn't crank it any tighter. Though she wasn't gonna let her off the hook.

With a sigh, the cow reached for something in her pocket.

"Such a sour mouth..." She tutted, shaking her head, bringing her hand back out to reveal a metal clothespin. "Maybe some sugar will sweeten it~"

Knowing where this was going, the dog tried to struggle, but her body was firmly stuck firmly in place, and the old torturer wasn't letting up.

The pin was clamped to her nose, blocking off her airways through her nostrils, and her cheeks were being held by the cow's hands, squishing them together to make a cute little pout.

"You look so much more adorable like this~ It makes me want to..." She teased, leaning down and pressing her lips to the Rock-type's, stealing another kiss from her, cutting off any oxygen from exiting or entering her lungs.

Once again, Roxanne struggled and flailed about, but to no avail, the bovine's hold on her too strong to break.

Her face was already beginning to turn red, and her lungs were burning, begging her to take in some air.

All the while, her friends could only watch as the poor canine suffered. Roxanne was already enduring her own punishment, whereas Luna was just awaiting for her turn, looking on the scene with admiring eyes.

Again, she knew she was just torturing her, but seeing her kissing her like this, so lovingly and tenderly, it was bringing her a strange sense of comfort.

It was almost making her... Envious? Like she wanted a turn as well, just to feel loved?

Whatever it was, she was craving it even more, and those cravings got stronger with the sight before her.

Being the last one on the floor, the Absol was treated to the sight of the rotund rear end that the Miltank was boasting everywhere she went.

It was a strange feeling inside her, but she didn't seem to mind it, whatever it was.

Eventually, Helgr broke the kiss, releasing the girl's cheeks and allowing her to breathe again, leaving her with painful gasps for air.

"You taste like a pastry, dearie~" The cow said, licking her lips. "Sweet and delicious~"

"L- Let me go!" Roxanne shouted, still fighting the chains. "I- I can't-! I won't...!"

"Hush, sweetheart~" She replied, reaching down below the bench and taking hold of a handle. "Not until you've had a proper punishment~"

With a pull, the canine felt something else come to add to her torture, coming from beneath.

From the holes that her feet's chains were coming out of, a sudden powerful stream of heat came shooting upwards, feeling like a Moltres using Heat Wave right on her.

"H- Hot! Hot HOT!" The dog screamed, thrashing her body around desperately. "Please, stop, it burns! Aaaaaahhhhhh!"

"There we go~" The bovine stated, taking a step back to see the girl writhe. "I love the sound of screams~"

As the torturer watched her captive suffer, the third of them came shuffling up to her next, standing behind the cow.

"Um... Miss Helgr?" Luna asked, looking up at her, as hard as it was to keep her eyes off her enormous ass. "Is it my turn now?"

"Awww, the little fluffy girl is eager~" The bovine commented, turning around to face her, making her eyes widen a bit, her cheeks a bit red. "Not feeling left out, I hope~?"

"U- Um..." The Absol stuttered, unsure how to answer that. "N- No, it- it's just... Y- You're so pretty, I-"

"Ooh, such a charmer~" Helgr cooed, leaning down and looking at the flustered girl. "Do you wanna give auntie Helgr a nice big kiss too~?"

"Yes please!" She answered, far too quickly for her own good, though her cheeks became redder after realising her response. "O- Oh, I- I me- mean, uh..."

But the torturer didn't seem to mind, as she giggled at the young Pokemon's antics, before lifting her up into the air, standing up straight again.

"You're a special one, aren't you~?" She asked, looking into her eyes. "Come here, then~"

Bringing her in close, the cow pressed her lips against the Absol's, who reciprocated the act in earnest, feeling ehr heart race.

And for the first time in a long time, her heart wasn't beating out of fear, but rather... Excitement.

The old bovine seemed to sense the change, and smiled into the kiss, holding her tightly and lovingly, making her feel a strange, long-lost warmness.

Moreover, she took the opportunity to carry her over to another contraption, the young girl not even noticing where they were going.

With her first friend being spanked and her other one being stretched & burned, she could barely hear their cries of pain and pleasure over the sounds of her heart racing and her moans escaping into the Miltank's mouth.

When Helgr broke the kiss, the first thing the Absol noticed was her face smiling down wickedly at her.

"Let's get you comfortable, shall we~?" She cooed, carrying & lowering the young girl over towards the other wooden contraption.

Before she could ask, Luna found herself lying on her back, containing a pair of binds at either end.

Add those with the wooden wheel at one end, and it was easy to figure out what this was supposed to be.

"A- Ah..." Was all the girl could say, her mind still fuzzy from the kiss, her lips still feeling the captor's on hers.

"Ready, sweetheart~? It's a very fun one~" Helgr teased, moving the girl's feet and placing them into the shackles at the bottom end.

Luna knew where this was going, but didn't protest. If anything, she was curious and eager.

"Um, ma'am?" She responded, feeling her ankles getting shackled in, causing the cow to look up at her with a curious smile. "Um... W- Will you, um... T- Take my dress off, p- please?"

The bovine blinked, a little surprised at the request, but smiled wickedly.

"Of course, dearie~" She answered, reaching for the hem of the rag and yanking it upwards, pulling the whole thing over her head and tossing it to the floor in the blink of an eye. "There, nice and comfy now~?"

The Absol blushed even harder at the sudden exposure, feeling the cold air of the dungeon on her naked body, looking down at the bovine's smiling face.

"T- Thank you, ma'am..." She responded, shakily placing her arms up in place for the upper shackles.

The old Miltank giggled at the meek Pokemon's reaction, finding it so cute.

"Such a good little girl~" She cooed, grabbing the binds and locking her hands in, leaving her completely immobile. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you WANTED to be punished~"

"N- No, not punish..." Luna confessed, squeezing her thighs together, her eyes darting back and forth. "I... I just wanna... B- Be... Be good... For you, m- miss Helgr..."

She had been thinking about it since the beginning, and after her kiss with the cow, she felt herself wanting to please her more and more, like it was a desire, a need. Like she craved her approval, even just in the slightest.

Either way, the cow didn't waste time in getting started; she went over to the wheel and began turning it.

"I hope you're ready, dearie~" Helgr announced, keeping a steady pace with the crank, hearing the creaking of the wood beneath her prisoner.

The rack began to move, the wheel turning & the pulleys lifting the device upwards.

"A- Aaaahhhh~" The girl gasped, feeling the binds tightening around her wrists and her limbs stretching. "H- Haaaahhhh~"

"Oho~ Someone's enjoying this~" The bovine teased, continuing to turn it, hearing her moaning and squealing.

Luna's body was stretching out, and her arms & legs were being pulled further and further apart, threatening to break her bones.

It hurt, sure, but she could feel the rush, and the pain wasn't bad. In fact, it was quite enjoyable. It was like the fact that this Miltank was here with her made it easier to get through, just like... Just like it was with her mother.

"I- I lo- haaaahh~!" Luna exclaimed, looking down at her captor with a desperate look, even with her body aching. "I- I love y- oooohhhh~!"

"Awww, isn't that adorable~?" Helgr cooed, seeing the look on the girl's face.

Deciding to make things more interesting, the bovine locked the lever in place, giving the Absol a little respite, before moving over to the furry girl's torso.

Her eyes fell on the defenceless belly, and she reached her finger out to stroke it, getting a giggle out of her.

"Ticklish, honeypie~?" She teased, reaching her other hand over. "Well, I can't say no to a giggly little girl like you~"

The Absol barely had the chance to brace herself, when the bovine's fingers dug into her belly, scratching her nails on the soft, fluffy skin, sending tingles all throughout her body.

"Hehehehehehehe~ Heeheeheeheeheeheeheee~" She laughed, squirming in her restraints, unable to get away.

"Aww, is it funny, cutie~?" The cow teased, watching her reactions, tickling her sides and belly. "Does that tickle, little bunny~?"

"Heeheeheeheehee! Y- Y- Ye- Heeheeheeheee!" She laughed, squirming around the rack as best as she could, trying to escape, but it was no use.

Not that she would've tried that hard anyway. When she was younger, if ever she was in a bad mood, her mother booked her an appointment with "the tickle monster", and her mood was lifted in no time, no matter how angry or upset she was.

Even as a little girl, this was her mom's go-to when she was in a bad mood, and it had lasted with her ever since.

So feeling this cow doing it to her made her feel nostalgic, happy, loved. Like she had the unconditional love & attention that her mother had given her when she was a child.

It was comforting... And it made her love the cow even more.

"Tickle tickle tickle~!" Helgr teased, digging her claws into her belly. "Cootchie cootchie coo~"

The Dark-type could only laugh harder as the torturer continued to tickle her, her cheeks hurting from the big smile on her face.

But there was more to come; she suddenly heard the bovine take a deep breath, and was quickly met with the sight of her mouth coming towards her belly.

"GAAAAHHHHHH! HEHEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!" She cried, her laughter intensifying as the cow began blowing raspberries onto her exposed stomach.

It felt so ticklish, and she wanted to curl up into a ball, but the binds on her body prevented that.

All she could do was endure the torturous sensations, and the Absol had a feeling she wasn't done.

Sure enough, another raspberry came, then another, and another, each one sending a shockwave of ticklishness throughout her body.

It felt so good, it was torture. The worst kind. But it wasn't a bad kind of torture.

In fact, this was the best experience she'd had in a long time, and she'd have it a million times over, if it meant having this cow's love.

Eventually, the bovine's lips stopped smacking against the Absol's fur, and she was able to catch her breath, looking down at her with the same look of mischief on her face.

"Was that fun, dearie~?" The Miltank asked, looking at her with a playful smile.

"Y- Yes, m- ma'am..." Luna panted, her voice hoarse, catching her breath. "I... Love you..."

"Awwww, I love you too, honeybunch~" The torturer replied, leaning her head down and giving her a kiss on the cheek, making her heart flutter. "Now, I'm gonna give your friends another go, then I'll be right back, okay~?"

"Okay..." She answered, still feeling the ticklish sensation in her belly, along with the kiss on her cheek. "Thank you, miss Helgr..."

If this was torture, she didn't want to know what freedom felt like.