White was quick to remind her that taking glee in the Werewolf's torment would come back even faster and worse than trying to get her tormentor to stop. Black was half way up the spinal column, just below her ribs, when he suddenly got bored. He pulled the claw loose, tearing a few organs on his way out, and dismissed the acid beetles, and began to slowly impale her loins, twisting and grinding the claw this way and that, no longer even bothering to get her to beg, nor would he stop even if she agreed to anything for him to. His other claw was busy dissecting her massive breasts, halving them slowly with a serrated claw, as the claw digging into her womb and ovaries got blunter and blunter, until it was no longer cutting, but crushing and tearing.