Felicia knew who the man was from newspapers. He was a famous killer who caused carnage. He enjoyed killing, and torture, but one day Spiderman caught him. And he's been on a blood-thirsty quest for revenge ever since. Although she had never met the man, she knew that he would want to torture her all the same. All because they thought she and Spiderman were partners.
"This is going to be fun, cat!" He said, in a sadistic tone, pulling out a knife.
"Please, you don't have a chance against him. He'll take you down without even breaking a sweat." She replied, in a bored sounding tone.
"We'll see about that. Right now it's just you...me...and this knife!"
"AH!" She grunted in pain as the man stabbed her knee.
"That was a request from the Kingpin!" He laughed hysterically. "Now here's my request!"
"Ergh! Ah! Ugh!" She grunted in pain as the man stabbed her shoulder, then her side, then her leg.
He then changed his torture to cutting instead of stabbing. He cut her thigh, her cheek, and then her arm.
"I'm impressed, most of my victims give in after I start cutting, but you are still unbroken. Clearly, physical pain doesn't faze you." He leaned in very close to her own face, leaving only inches of room apart from each other. "Let's try something else." He said with a huge and evil grin on his face.
Felicia, still chained in the chair, was terrified of him, although she tried to appear brave. Although that could change after he does whatever he's planning.
The man put his hand to her chin, holding it up. "Cheer up, cat, at least I'll enjoy this. Don't ruin this moment for others." He laughed.
He then grabbed the zipper on her jacket. And slowly, started unzipping it until it reached the end. Felicia now knew what he was doing. She couldn't help but feel humiliated and to feel a loss of power, a loss of humanity.
He then grabbed the two sides of her jacket, where the zipper used to be in the middle, and pulled both of them in the opposite direction, revealing her breasts. He then grabbed his knife, and the slowly cut across her right breast.
"AHHH!" She screamed, not totally because it hurt, but she needed to let out a scream because of what she knew was going to happen to her. She needed to mask her fear in the pain.
He laughed again, "I guess I just found your sensitive spot, then. It's ok cat, everyone has one." He said, stroking the side of her cheek, leaving her disgusted.
"Let's have a little fun!" He joyfully boomed. He then grabbed her cut-free breast, and started stroking it. Then, he grabbed the other one, and started playing with her nipple. All while Felicia did nothing but grunt in disgust from time to time. All she could do was wait for Spiderman. Where the hell was he?
As he continued to stroke her breast, he decided that she wasn't in enough pain. She needed more. He then squeezed both breasts as tightly as he could, and starting pulling incredibly hard. Felicia let out another cry of pain.
He continued rough-housing her breasts for another 3 minutes. Until he was ready for the next phase of his torture.
"I think your tits have had enough fun. Let's move on, now!"
She wanted this to be over, to just go away, but she knew she had to fight it. She was just as tough as ever. And she wouldn't be broken by this man. But the man knew how to get to her. Could she resist being broken?
"It's bedtime, now, sweetie." He said in a calm, yet creepy voice. He then picked up a syringe and injected her with it.
"Wha-are-yo..." She was losing her words. She then started feeling tired. Switching between consciousness, her last thought was of Spiderman, as she finally fell asleep.