Shaktimaan stood tall in his red top and spandex pants, golden armlets gleaming, the chakra at his chest pulsing with elemental power. The villainess Vespera, a fierce warrior with piercing eyes and unyielding confidence, emerged from the shadows of the abandoned factory. "Your pride blinds you, hero," she taunted with a sharp smirk. "That stone on my Bane will sip your air, water, fire, and space—leaving only your manhood to drain." Shaktimaan laughed, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Touch me if you can, witch. I've never been bested."
The fight erupted with witty barbs flying as fists met. "You swing like a novice," Vespera quipped as Bane absorbed his blows, growing stronger while Shaktimaan's energy waned. "Feeling weak already? Your precious sperm holds the last key—how deliciously ironic." Panting and sweating, Shaktimaan realized the stone's pull, his body tiring as Bane landed crushing strikes, breaking his arm and leg amid screams of pain. Yet Vespera halted the kill, her strong frame commanding: "Capture him. The real game begins."
Hung suspended, wrists cuffed to the rod and legs bound, Shaktimaan stirred, broken but defiant. Vespera approached, her presence dominating as she injected the aphrodisiac. "This will make you horny, hero—forget the pain and swing for your bottle. Or admit defeat to a woman." He grunted, pride pushing him to swing despite agony, muscles straining.
The machine whirred to life, but Vespera overrode it, stepping close with a wicked grin. "Why rely on gadgets when I can drain you properly?" She freed his cock, already hard from the drug, and dropped to deliver a teasing blowjob, her tongue working expertly while she remained in full control. "Your power tastes divine—resist all you want, but you'll cum for me."
Shaktimaan panted, body betraying him as she mounted him, her wet pussy enveloping his throbbing cock in a dominant rhythm. "Feel that ass clench? Your cum will be mine," she moaned, riding hard and fast, her strong thighs pinning him. He came explosively, cum dripping down her thighs as the stone siphoned his essence, leaving him weakened and spent.
Vespera stood victorious, his costume dusty and body limp on the floor. "This is only the beginning of your humiliation, Shaktimaan—the next chapters will break you further."
But as she turned away, a hidden ally whispered of the true extraction yet to come.
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