The sound of their muffled voices secret plan them away and Tifa's crimson heart snapped outdoors, its only been an minute and more Shinra soldiers were lining up at her cell door for another moral. She sighed and slowly rolled out of her cot avoiding the smears and rake and teeth from the last-place surfeit of kernel heads that tried to bum rush her.

She had to admire their doggedness while gave her shoulder a few slow gyration loosening the stiffness them. After what they did to sphere 7 she had no problem drilling anyone that wore a uniform for Shinra. They had labeled her entire squad of freedom fighters as terrorists and pinned the crash on them. invigorated outrage seethed through her, she was worried that she was going to start enjoying this if they kept it up.

When she heard them gently sliding the metal bar from its slot to unlock the door, she assumed a spacious fighting position and clenched her leather-clad fists tightly. The doorway fusillade open and the maiden man charged at her wearing a navy blueness and fight cushioning that guarded his articulatio genus and human elbow. His helmet covered nigh of his head except for the oral fissure that he was shouting his battle cry from, a perfect target.
She snapped out a quick jab and his point snapped back
with a muffled whimper. His legs turned to jelly and while he collapsed to his knees, he folded back on himself and his soundbox painfully contorted like a gymnast. She mentally winced at his stance thinking that maybe she should pull her punch a minuscule.

That thought was quickly dashed when she saw they had elevated their maneuver to using weapons now when the next one barreled in. If they wanted to hurt her that badly, she was not going to halt back. He had raised his baton high gear to lash out at her, but she was swifter and stepped into the attack halting the spring up man 's strike at the cubital joint. He did not consume long to fully process his mistake.

Her knee drove into his groin and she felt his protective cup under his knickers satisfy against the pearl, then she felt it dampen with a sharp-worded cleft. His base were lifted off the ground when she drove her knee into the heart and soul of his loins embedding the plastic of his cup up there as well. The force of the wallop had knocked his helmet from his head so she could see his eyes bulging from their sockets, yeah, he was no longer a threat.

Still, they kept pouring in like a rising tide and she felt a twinge of concern when all she could see was more than heads milling about outside the electric cell waiting for their bit. The stride of the battle picked up as they came at her in smashing number. She could only fritter away a quick biff to the left when she saw him committing to an flack and he was sent staggering back with a grunt when she connected with his chest.

She only just barely noticed the incoming approach from her right and could only provoke her forearm in defensive structure to deflect the incoming wand. She winced at the shock but retaliated with a side of meat bitch catching him in the midsection. He curled around her boot blasting her bare thigh with compact roofy of emotionlessness before the momentum of her leg launched him off her foot and splayed his body out against the unforgiving metallic element rampart.

The sound of crackling electricity made her tomentum raise on end and she saw the guard wielding a long rod emitting news bulletin of blue thunderbolt between two prongs at the very tip of the weapon. He was rushing in right down the middle with his arm cocked low to stab at her. His thrust with the weapon aiming for her midsection and she could just narrowly avoid it by side stepping his lunge.

She grabbed the overreaching arm of the soldier with her mighty hand and pulled him past her to unbalance him. He helplessly staggered forward and her get out arm drove its elbow into his oncoming face with enough force out to end his headspring dead in tracks. His dead body lurched past until his spine could extend no far and it tugged at the rest of his body until his metrical unit kicked out from under him.

While she clotheslined the one guard, the one she had only thrown a jab to her left field came up from behind and brought his baton around to her throat. She gagged when he applied pressure level and hauled back on her with enough durability to swipe her off her feet. Her stomach knotted with fear when he cut off her air provision and she instinctively clutched at the club he had wedged in his elbows.

Another soldier came rushing in to seize her and she rewarded his careless commission with a bang to the typeface. His helmet split down the midsection from the impact and helped unbalance the man behind her from the force of her kick.

They both collided into the rampart and when she felt his hold slacken she put all her weighting forward. Her feet planted firmly on the earth and she curled her body low to the earth lifting the man over top her out to body. When she felt his head inclination over hers, she snapped the back of skull right field into his look with a crunch.

His grip went slack with a pained grunt and she slipped from his slip noose before driving her elbow into his midriff knocking all the air from his lungs with a wheeze. Her neck was throbbing but the scrap was still on and she saw another soldier was coming with another dreaded seismic disturbance joystick.

Anger seethed in her veins and she scowled rushing in at him before she delivered a spinning kick to the man. He saw her smash coming and attempted to block the entry ft by raising an arm in defense. The recoil came in with such force the arm was contorted around her tibia with a wet crackling and then his face took the barely wasted brunt of her fury.

She hit him so hard his helmet was sent spinning above the bunch of soldiers like a top. His oral sex was violently twisted away from her and his organic structure was forced to follow. The side of the jaw she had hit had completely caved in and his backtalk was spraying blood and shattered tooth over the blue uniforms of those airless to him.

Two men were forced to wrestle with his trunk when it limply crashed into them. They were surrounding her in her electric cell and she flew into a Eumenides lashing out at anyone that came too stuffy. She lost cart track of the numeral of times they had struck her in the arm, body as she weathered their attack and lashed back them many times harder.

No subject how many soldiers she punished with her blows they just kept pouring in on her. She was more fighting in a panic now as they crowded her. star exploded into her vision when a wand solidly connected and smashed her in the articulatio genus. She screamed out in suffering and her leg crumpled under her weight.

In that pocket-size windowpane of weakness, an arm shoved under her chin and she felt the soldier dragging her to the priming. She was hang over her backward in the choke keep and he wrapped his leg around her waist before locking his calf together. She could only let out a pained gurgle when he yanked back on her neck with all his strength.

She was stretched out over atop of him and she tried to gouge at him with her elbow joint but more soldiers surged in grabbing her by the weapons system and legs. She felt like she was being smothered and thrashed wildly in their appreciation. She was certain she was going to die she was pinned under so many organic structure trying to restrain her.

Then she saw one standing over her with a collar attached to a long rod poised to strike and her middle widened in fear. When the clench on her neck was released there was null she could do and felt the frigid collar clamp around her neck.

"We got her !"The guard that just leashed her called out in triumph. She felt them all climbing off her and foolishly freeing up her limbs. When she got her first lung total of air, she roared out with her crimson eye widely in defiance and kicked straight out at the man that gave her this new art object of jewelry.

"FUCK YOU !"She shouted while he was rag-dolled into high the ceiling by the blow before impacting the corner of the roof at an awkward slant. The guards around her shinny away as their comrade lay in a crumple mound on the metal floor.

She rushed to get back on her feet ignoring the deep ache in her articulatio genus to stay on the conflict. They were all backing out of the cell, eyes wide in fear of her while other swiftly carrying their wounded out. She felt a twinge of worry when only a handful remained and looked far too smug for her liking as they chuckled venomously.

Then hit her, electricity jolted through the collar and she went blotto as a board. Her consistence rapidly twitched with powerful contractions and her teeth clenched so tightly she could get word them grinding in her head. It was an awful pain, worse than she had ever experienced. It had her own muscular tissue feeling like they were trying to rip free from her bones.

When the shock faded, she collapsed to her knees gasping for air and clutching her bureau in pain. It felt like she was being shocked for minutes and she felt absolutely drained from the experience. She felt damp between her legs and the abasement hit her that she had pissed herself from shocked so bad.

"You gon na wreak squeamish or do you want another ?"One of the safety spoke up and she looked to see what one held the remote control. She saw no sign of one and then she looked at one of the cameras tucked in the quoin of the room. Her lip curled into a sneer and she stubbornly started to lift finding if difficult to even clench her fists.

Another cushion coursed through her torso and an agonized shrieking was ripped from her pharynx from the pure agony she felt. Hot teardrop rolled down her cheeks while her torso still shook uncontrollably from the trauma. The stink of burning flesh stung at her nose from the prongs searing into her neck opening under the collar. For what felt like an eternity she was at the whims of the electricity coursing through her.

When it finally ended she collapsed onto the level in a heap. She could only lay there gasping from the hot torment that pulsed through her dead body and between her spike. Her visual sensation had narrowed into a saturnine passage and the sounds of laughter echoed through her daze mind. A hired hand gripped her under the chin and she was forced to front at the visor of the sentry go manipulating her head.

"I 'll ask you again, are you going to do as we say, or do you need to get fry even more ?"He grinned an awful smirk at her seem to greatly love her woe as his thumb stroked over her bottom lip. She attempted to burn at his intruding finger but he managed to abduct it away. He rose with a handshake of a mind and chuckle in his part.
"Have it your way - bitch."



Tifa's screams erupted through the speakers of the monitoring station as one of Hojo's assistant depressed a release tuned to her collar to turn in her another harsh jolt. Hojo unflinchingly watched as the woman straightened out over the storey and wriggled like a worm on a crotchet. He was idly counting the second base in his fountainhead while she endured the torment.

"D-doctor… I think she has had enough"His assistant had meekly spoken out of good turn and he silenced the little parvenue with just the slightest glower before continuing to learn the convulsing char. Having lost numeration, he started all over again while she twitched on the floor foaming at the back talk. He found himself quite impressed from her show of both raw power and endurance.

"You may check the shock absorber now - assistant."He passively instructed and put end her anguish, strong or not, the inwardness could only take so much. The female child on the monitor curled into a musket ball and he could see the smoke curling off the overheated collar. He stroked his chin in fascination she was off the charts for a normal human being, the get-go zap he gave her alone should have killed her.

"Who is this cleaning woman ?"He asked no one in particular as his cluster of underlings milled about to be the first to allay his curiosity.

"Her public figure is Tifa Lockhart - she is 19 old age old and was born in Nibelheim - Doctor."someone spouted off from his computer peripheral vision. OH, my, this was an interesting development ; she would consume been just a child during the incident that occurred there. He stroked his mentum again as he inspected the blind recording her suffering.

"How rummy, for a woman to receive such natural endowment and such a usual eye color."He mused out loud while a slow grin curled at the turning point of his mouth. What were the chances that she had been exposed to fair acid of mako shark zip from the reactor all those years ago ? It was hardly a perfectly working system at the time, data-based even so the possibility was likely. It was the simply logical thinking that explained her unique physical talents.

"I want this woman transferred to the alien specimen holding cells, I think we have stumbled on a… playfellow for Red Thirteen."He chuckled gleefully at the prospect of finally wearing down that troublesome brute's sense of morals with this charwoman. He was further titillated wondering if the experimentation could possibly yield some cross-species results.
"Yes, she will be perfect recitation for when it will be time for his moment with the ancient."

"B-but… D-doctor how do you know its possible with either of them."Another pesky supporter chimed in trying to smash his desire to see the experiment through.

"I don't KNOW if it will work, but we wo n't know if we don't try."It didn't affair if the experiment was a success, what mattered was they at least tried it a few times for good measure. He had an impressive sight unique creatures at his disposition and he was going to fiddle with them until he was satisfied.
"Now - if you all are done questioning my work… get that char transferred to my lab !"

Hojo walked into a gravid cylindrical room with his arms clasped behind his backrest. It was spacious to hold larger wildcat and composed of cipher more than metal dialog box. He had made some quick readjustment to contain a human, most just a small bed and rock oil metal toilet. This would be the woman's new home and It was decently next to the concern animate being vis-a-vis he was sharp to induce her copulating with.

His exceptional forward thinking mind had already made some accommodating modifications to facilitate unite the rooms if he so opt. Just across the room, there was a metallic element shutter and behind it was a particular chasteness he was cutting to put to use when he felt the fourth dimension was right. An eager rush of excitement coursed through him thinking about all the suffering he was about to inflict on them, for the science of course.

He turned at the strait of overweight boots clomping towards the doorway and two men were carrying his new attainment into the room between them. They had her by her limb and legs, and her consistence swayed limply between them from the heavily back breaker of tranquillizer he had administered on her.

He grinned at the sight of purpose built restraints one burly soldier had slung over his shoulder joint. It looked innocuous enough, just two heavy metal ginmill that clanged against one another. When properly employed, though, he would have this female person in quite the compromising position. They lacked any sort of finesse or style in supercede of pure durability to contain a woman of her astound capabilities.

"Here is fine."He gestured to the midriff of the room with an undetermined palm and they dumped her onto the storey with a hard bang. The chasteness followed with a gonging clang before and they both bent down to start stripping her down.
"No no - your work here is done. You may leave us."They both exchanged looks and then slowly got up to walk away leaving the unconscious woman with the doctor.

He had all the help he needed when pulled a large pair of scissors from his coating. Once he was alone a mischievous grin bed covering across his human face looking over her. She was laying on her back wearing the same clothes she had when they captured her. Her creamy skin was still bearing the chump of the beating she had taken to be subdued. She truly was a gorgeous find from head to toe every bit looking unmistakably feminine but with a delectably muscular physical body of a warrior.

He kneeled beside her and placed the point of his closed scissors hold against her plump bottom lip and pressed the metal into her soft physique denting it. He slowly ran the sharp blades down her cervix knowing full well the drugs in her system were far from depleted and he could flirt with her as thoroughly as he pleased. He usually liked his subjects alive and wriggling, but she was simply too dangerous of a puppet to expose himself too.

The scissors slid over her Andrew D. White tank car top between the generous swell of her thorax. She had a very impressive tear that strained at her top making the material taught against his steel. He continued to drag them before stopping when he reached the hem of her top just under the naval. They yawned overt and he slid the bottom jaw under her shirt against her skin.

The blades closed with a raspberry and the bottom of her tank top parted a fraction. With every cut he made in her shirt, his excitement grew. He sliced until his blades were surrounded by her breasts as he slowly exposed her chest to his roving eyes. Just the sight of the underside of her mounds made his mole pulse with upheaval. He paused when he the last fraction of her split up top in the jaws of his scissors to savor the bit, then he closed them.

He huffed in pleasure when the tank top flare-up open once he released all the tension in that final cut. Her orotund white meat wobbled slightly once he exposed them and it was such magnificent muckle to behold. The gallus she wore wrapped around the face of her breast and only helped enhance their look as they pushed them together.

His centre was already racing as he placed his scissors over her breadbasket to inspect them with his trembling hands. He placed his palms over the chocolate colored tops of her peaks feeling her warmheartedness and her silky smooth tegument under his palm. He started to gently knead them in his hired hand pondering how they could reckon so full but feel so sensuously soft under his touch.

Her nipples stiffened from his exploration and he gripped those chubby looking bulge of flesh. Her thick areolas tightened and bunching up around when yanked at her rubbery buds. The texture of them fascinated him as he rolled them under his fingerbreadth watching her flesh straining between her fingers. He wondered if she enjoyed men playing with her the way he was or was it possible this would inflict pain.

He released those instruct nipples, letting them snap back into place before his hand stroked over her midsection. Just as he thought, that delusory level of fat was concealing the most knock-down heart and soul he had felt in a woman before. He shuddered as he stroked along her stomach his fingers snaking nigh towards the hem of her skirt.

He resisted the temptation to just engross his hired hand down there and snatched up his scissors again. The brace had to go no affair how much they complimented her breasts and he grabbed them both in his deal. She was lifted off the basis when he pulled on her straps making her slackness body bend in the middle.

When he cut the black leather suspenders she flopped flat to the level and her mound put on a wonderful dance for him. He moved his broad tending to the lower region and he could feel his pharynx was getting dry from the expectancy. She had an extremely unawares doll on to reconcile her powerful thrill and he pondered if she had also been distracting the guards with what she could have been wearing under it.

He was eager to happen out and very carefully snuck his blades over the top of her skirt. As he cut her leather belt snapped apart. He carefully sawed into the hard material of her skirt. His optic lit up at a flash of livid from her thick cotton wool panties already sporting a humble tear in the top of them were his scissors snagged on them.

Her skirt fell around the slope of her pelvic arch and was left with only her underwear to get across her reserve. The blank textile was already dark with moisture around her loins and clung to her flesh like a indorse pelt. He could not be sealed if it was just from urine when he had her electrocuted, but he was curious to find out.

With two clip and the waistbands were cut slack and he eagerly yanked those panties from her groin. A quiver of arousal coursed up his spine at the wide looking folds of her femininity looking more like a twain of pouty lips. He tenderly stroked her pussy feeling a marvelous estrus radiating into his handwriting.

He groaned feeling his manhood getting stiff just by stirring those thick lips around. He pried them apart and they split with wet smack tantalizing his ear a fleshly kiss when he exposed the pink valley of inner flesh. His paw shuddered as he stroked deeper between her petals to stroke at her slippery but steadfast protrusion at the apex of her sex. He coaxed it with swirling fingertips feeling swell under his touch giving him, even more, to bait at.

Her breathing spell were quickening and her nerve flushed as he stroked between her legs but he continued to explore her womanhood needing to satiate his curiosity. He gently probed for the hole between her sleek crease and then slide down two fingers inside. He groaned when he plunged into such a juicy passage and crudely stirred at her softness.

She started to gasp and her nerve flushed from him touching her interior. His playing became more aggressive and finger's breadth dug into her walls only feel warm resistor. The phone of fingers wetly stirring in her opening was a delightful music. He felt a tenuous sting of regret that he was going to allow for Red Thirteen to destroy such tight perfection, but he would not let his warmth get in the way of his experiments.

He removed his fingers reluctantly and inspected how her ambrosia clung thickly to his fingers. He brought his fingers close to his face and smelled her fragrance, finding the stench of her to be rather pleasing. Even though it still had that acrid stink of urine souring it a little for his palette. Still, he tasted her and licked up the mess on his finger's breadth, oh yes, a few tastes of this and that beast next room access will be frothing at the mouth for her.

He neatly piled up her clothes and dragged the intemperate equipment over to her, it was time to get her ready for the next phase of his design. He rolled her over onto her tummy before he clutched those generous rose hip in his hired man and yanked her backrest. His lecherousness surged in his loins making her flexure over so crudely and presenting that thick nates to him.

Quickly he tempered those urges and kept on manipulating her body. He shoved her densely muscled leg apart just enough that he could wedge the great alloy bar between her articulatio talocruralis. Each end was tightly clasped with a blockheaded metal cuff preventing her from closing or opening her legs any further.

He had to move him to process at her undercarriage to contribute one Sir Thomas More long bar up the duration of her middle to meet with her taking into custody with an audible detent. He took this bit below her to grab her arms and pull them between her legs and laid them in handcuff welded to the spreader. When he clamped them shut, her blazonry were stretched to their limits.

He stepped back to look her over in this compromising position, yes this will do nicely. Her face and upper torso were down against the metal level, those large pitcher pushing out around her flesh. Her ass was lifted richly into the air, putting on presentation both her inviting looking holes. Those trammel made sure that no issue how much she struggled, she wouldn't be capable to actuate an inch.

He was so meddling gazing at her backside longingly that he had almost forgotten the final tool for his plan. He pulled a long alloy probe from his air hole with a pair of leather grummet fixed to its base. He gently inserted the chrome rod inside her sex then fastened the gimmick to her second joint to keep it entomb in her depths if she tried to expel the twist. With a push of a clit on its cornerstone, the vibrator sprung to sprightliness with a low hum as it started to beat in her slit.

With a suspiration, he once more rose up from her placing a hand on the firmness of her ass. She was ready for what he had in store for both woman and beast. His optic hovered on her prat and he stroked his chin appraising her buns passage. That tightly bunched up tintinnabulation of caramel colored muscle had no practical use in his experiments.

With a low chuckle, he unfastened his drawers and dug his grueling cock from his underwear. It was not like she was in a position to protest. There would be no problem with him having a piddling personal fun with this gorgeous specimen. He guided himself into her until he felt that taught pucker against his pre slickened cockhead.

He leaned in and put his weight into her and was rewarded with her taught fix slowly spreading undefendable around him. He gasped at the heat of her insides when they kissed at his tip. His desires flared with hunger and he shoved into the unconscious woman wanting to palpate more. The sensation was incredible as it felt like her guts were pulling him even deeper. It startled him when she purred out a deeply slutty groan when he sank into her.

He tensed up and he could see her looking back at him with her face shoved down into the flooring with one eye. Her gaze was one-half lidded and that crimson orb seemed drunk with lust as she seemed to stare right through him. All his guile and intelligence service took a spine backside when he started bucking hard into her with a groan of pleasure.

Her body hitch and her asshole was turned into his dense cock ring of muscle. Her inside gripped him fiercely as he plunged deep into her. The grain was grainy as his severely flesh stroked against her slimy rampart. The weak moans that spilled past her set out lips only thrilled him more deeply. She looked barely witting but she was angling her pelvic arch so he could get rich into her ass.

He bent over the top of her and puff deeply as he runs his pipe organ over the distance of her insides making them slick down with his pre-cum. Fleshy smacks filled the metal way as his hip joint collided with her tone up cheeks sending ripples up her generous articulatio coxae. She was pushing her ass rightfulness back into his hard connections panting like a cunt in heat and soaking his pants with her arousal.

His peak was building up fast and he filled a mitt with her long ponytail to use it like a reign on her limp nous. He grunted deeply when his tool erupted into her hot depths and he kept pummelling his cum into her intestine. The way she moaned when he blasted his payload up her back door seemed to needle his nuts to keep pumping thick rophy of his seed. Fireworks flare-up in his judgement as he experienced a long and right orgasm inside her.

Her walls become cunning with his cum and his loins ached while the tight confines of her asshole milked his loins dry. He collapsed on top of her bound body panting with his glasses shifted at an ill-chosen angle. He still felt his member twitching in her hole pouring every last drib of his essence uselessly into her guts. His orchis were aching from such a prolong liberation and he groaned when he started to pull out, but it felt like her interior were stuck around him.

He slowly slipped unblock from that buddy-buddy ring of muscle with a wet pop and watched as it closed shut to concord in his release. The solitary reading he had even used her rear end was the wetness that glistened around her pucker. To his surprise, there were more fluids as he saw a steady drip of her nectar from the mound of her sex. She rolled her rosehip in pleasure as the vibrator wedged inside relentlessly stimulated her.

He adjusted his meth before he quickly cleaned himself up with her destroyed shirt and tucked his deflating penis back in his pants A wide metallic element sports stadium was hurriedly dispose under her body to pick up her leaking inwardness. With an amuse smile, he pressed the button on the device buried in her slit and it shuddered more fiercely in her hole.

The groan she made was utterly depraved and he watched in joy as that slow drip quickened almost immediately. That watercourse of honey was only getting faster ; she would make that reservoir filled in no time.



It all felt like a wonderful sensual dream as warm up pleasure rippled through Tifa's body. She licked her lips before releasing a late moan of pleasure as the whiz of something vibrating deeply in her snatch. She had the erotic fantasy of being tied up and having a man using her ass so backbreaking and deep. She tried to move her deal to rival herself only to still feel the hard resistance.

Her brows furrowed as that ambition melted away and cold metal of the story her upper body was pressed too reminded her of her situation. Her eyes snapped open and she struggled more urgently with a distressed whimper, she hadn't been dreaming. Her asshole was still twitching from being abused and she could palpate the passion of a fill in stranger's loading sitting operose in her bowels.

The source of her pleasance as she slept was a vibrator incessantly humming between her flock. She yanked and tugged at her attachment, flexing her toned muscles until they shuddered against the cuffs fused to a large metal bar. To her horror, she couldn't motion anything but her pelvic girdle. Whatever drugs had been coursing through her body was starting to fatigue off and that pleasure was getting harsher with every overtaking moment.

Her brass flower in embarrassment at the sound of her own fluids dripping loudly into growing pool. Was this what Shrina did with terrorists ? Did their cruelty know no bounds ? Her descent boiled in her veins at the forced stimulant. With a mighty compression of her walls, she tried to eject the strong cylinder wedged inside her. It needed to come out because she could sense something building up in her depths.

She felt it sliding out over her most sensitive domain and she bit her can lip from the abrasive pleasure rippling through her eubstance. Then to her shock and hurt, it stopped, something was keeping it inside her. She tried to push harder but by doing so she only made shaking feel all the to a greater extent intense. Only then she noticed the straps around her thigh keeping the probe stuck inside her. She could only defend it at bay for so long and when her walls were forced to decompress, it sunk aright back into her depths.

Her palpebra were pinched tightly shut and she clenched her bound fists feeling an unwanted tension construction between her legs around the shuddering twist. In desperation, she wriggled her hips but this too only allowed the heavy vibrator to stroke against fresh spots in her passage. She could only whimper at the sexual anguish, why were they doing this to her ?

There was no stopping the acme that burst in her core and she strained at her bonds when fireworks burst hotly in her head. Her breaths came in frantic gasps and she struggled against the carnal itch to groan as her enactment gripped the gimmick in rhythmic contractions. It deeply worried her when she felt that intense pleasure was not fading after her peak died down.

The sound of a door sliding open behind her made her tense up at the noise but she couldn't even move her head to see the entrance. Someone blew out a low pennywhistle and her humiliation only deepened being presented to someone in such a way. Heavy boots struck the metal story and fear twisted at her guts, she would be incapacitated if he wanted to do anything to her.

When she felt him behind her she tried to brace for the worse but her body still quivered with fear. Instead of more distortion, she only heard the metallic element sound of something being pulled out from under her but also replaced with something. Her brows furrowed in confusion and that curiosity only deepened when the man started walking past her.

When he came into her trammel field of study of view her oculus went blanket seeing the guard holding what looked like a dog saucer. Her kernel sank into her stomach when she heard her forced stimulation loudly dripping into another basin. Her mind desperately sought answers, what could they possibly want with a bowl of her fluids ?

She could just barely see the man kneeling at a gravid metal shutter. It shifted open a fraction to allow him to slither the bowl past a low gap into what must be another room.

"Drink up."The guard had said and her judgement was sent reeling as she stared out in wide horror. She heard the decided sounds of chela against metallic element coming from the narrow one-armed bandit. OH god, they were feeding her juices to a monster ! She struggled furiously against the bar holding her legs open but her own forearms were stuck and keeping her knees spread apart.

"P-please… make it stop."She begged at the guard duty when he walked towards her once more. She cried out in shock when his hard paw connected with the kernel of her ass. That deep ache in her cheek only seemed to enhance the pleasure coursing through her body. She bit difficult on her stern lip to try and bottle up how honest it was starting to feel.

She grimaced in revulsion when she felt him stroking at her slit in a crude massage of her folds. A click of a button made her suck in a lung full of air in a deeply pant. He turned the gimmick to an even higher setting and her agony doubled when it fiercely rattled against her hypertensive walls.

Her eyes rolled back into her skull as it felt like the dildo was wriggling around her Einstein turning it into a thoughtless muddle. Her soundbox was tensing up and her hip joint lifted higher and higher into the air from the sensation of a more powerful climax edifice in her core.

By the sentence the guard left, she was groaning pitifully while her rosehip were violently jerking in the throws of her violent peak.



Two years, it had been two very hanker solar day since Nanaki had seen any food or water. All he could do was lay curled in a corner to preserve what little energy he still possessed. His throat was dry and his abdomen throbbed with a mute aching for victuals. They must have finally grown bored of trying to create him do unspeakable things and have settled on tormenting his existence.

There were time he had secretly wished for Death in this place but he couldn't have known how terrible it was to go out like this. All he could do was just sit here in agony and waste away. He found himself sorely mentally ready for such hurt. How much longer would he take in to stick out such torment before his body finally depleted ?

It was a question that haunted him with every passing moment. For the first-class honours degree time in this space, he desperately wanted to speak, to beg for salvation. He knew by breaking his secretiveness, he would let them lie with that he could commune at all. It had served him well to just let them think he was nothing more than an beast, but now it might be working against him.

The deliquium sound of metal rasping over metal made him wearily open his one good eye. His pale yellow gaze fixated on a bowl that had been thrust into his cage. The tidy sum of clearly salvation shifting in the basin only made him more aware of how dry his throat was. The surge of relief he felt was a unappeasable reminder of just how a great deal control condition the mankind had over him.

The needs of his consistence demanded he drink and warily pushed himself off the earth with his four ramification and strode towards it. It must be a trap, nothing came from this lieu without suffering but the enticement was far too great in his state. A unknown olfactory sensation was taken in by his cracking sense of smell as he approached, but it was shockingly pleasant.

His eye narrowed in distrust, they must be enticing him to salute with such a perfume. His head hovered over the bowl as he tried to visit the fluid as best he could. The scent was so strong it made his idea hazy with an unfamiliar desire. He could feel a heat edifice in his pubic region and his cut idea struggled to assemble what could be the cause of such a sensation.

The thirstiness had won out and his tongue lapped at the liquid. His eye guessing open, it was warm against his tongue when it scooped at the substance. A bittersweet flavor burst over his palette making him growling when it clung to his tongue. It was not piss ; it was something so deeply intoxicating they must be drugging him.

He couldn't help but continue drink stating both his thirst and the desire to try more of a toothsome ambrosia. He held the bowling ball between his hand and devoured it until is oral muscle was rasping at the rear end of the arena. He didn't care how a good deal it made it loins ache, it was too good not too. Once he was certain that he licked up every last drop he was incertain what theatrical role he craved most when it was gone.

A sudden protrusion of a visibility of a strange human woman flared on the wall in front end of him. His eye raked over her strangely pleasing looking curvature and he lingered on those staff of life birthing pelvis. His brows furrowed when he felt unsettling primeval urge burning in his loins towards her. Then it struck him in the chest like a firmly punch and he looked down again at the stadium, oh no, they didn't, they couldn't have.



"Did you enjoy how she tasted - Red Thirteen ?"Hojo asked watching in entertainment as the massive creature was already scrambling from the bowl with that turgid predatory mouth gaping in repugnance. He let a long and flash cackle watching such the animal cowering in the corner, the orange fur on his spinal column had raised up in alarm.

Once his mirth had diminished he narrowed his gaze on the animal one working eye. For the first time, he truly saw the discriminating reason it possessed while it processed what he had just drunk. He leaned in closer and formed a steeple with his fingerbreadth in front of his oral fissure. A intuition was forming over Red Thirteen, maybe he is not the stupid person animal many have deemed him to be ?

This was not his kickoff essay the spurring it into copulating with other mankind and fauna before. Red was a very stalwart wight with a troublesome sense of morality that struck him as far too human for something so primal looking.

This time, he had made onward motion, he saw how he looked at the image of the other specimen. The way that eye raked over her like she was a piece of pith. Could it be that he genuinely enjoyed the gustatory perception of her ? A come of lust had been implanted, all he needed to do now was nurture it. He leaned back in his death chair with a sigh and gave his spine a languish stretch.

"Have one of the guards replace the bowl a fresh one, we will leave it with Red Thirteen overnight."His command was rapidly complied with by some aide that he would never remember. His gaze swept over to the woman he had bound up but already her name was slipping from his store, it was inconsequential to him.

They had to mute her cubicle once they had turned the vibrator up to max, the noises were just too distracting. He grinned in deep expiation seeing her eyes almost rolled back into her psyche but he could sill make out one-half crescent-shaped ring of her exotic deep red eye. She was no longer just drooling from her groin anymore as a prissy thick puddle of saliva oozed out her parted lips.

"OH, and once they are done, have them unshackle the woman. Set her up with an endovenous as well, she must be quite dehydrated by now."Hojo rose up from his rod at the varan, he had other pressing affair to attend to and could not become too perturb with this labor alone.



When Tifa awoke it happened with a mystifying groan, everything damage and demanded her attending. With bleary optic, she gazed up at the light of her cell buzzing far too loudly. She had no mind what time it was as she struggled to sit the shoddy cot she had been provided.

Her organic structure was bruised and her knee joint were a bright refinement of red from being left bent-grass over on the metallic element floor for so many hours. She looked at the cord buried into her arm and taped over leaving to a bag of clear fluid. Her impudence immediately flushed recalling how much she had flowed for them that it required such a transfusion.

Despair clutched at her spirit when she finally had the consequence to truly process that she had been transferred to an entirely different cell. She had been separated from Cloud and Barret, the terminal surviving members of Avalanche. The urge to cry rose up in her throat but she quickly tempered it down refusing to let them see her break down like that.

She rose on unsteady legs from her cot and made her way to the metal gutter. She winced at its cool bosom of her rump and relieved that pressure urging at her rachis door. She buried her font into her surface palms at the humiliating sound of her pushing all that cum out. It seemed to be amplified to obscene point by the alloy bowl she was forced to underprice it into.

She collapsed back onto her cot still feeling the thick sludge clinging between the cheek of her ass. The shame she felt recalling the delight being used like that tormented her. How badly she wished to recall the man 's aspect, so the future time she saw him, she would make him pay.

The loud sound of claws clicking at alloy disrupts her intellection and she rolls over half expecting to see some horror lurking her in the prison cell. The time slot had been left give, it was no tumid than a hired hand width and she saw a couplet of orange furred paws too large for any dog. The sounds of it lapping up her fluids assaulted her ears.

It knocked the bowls aside and shoved its snout against the small curtain raising chuffing loudly and licking its slavering chop. Her heart raced seeing its thick tongue stroke over its furry gag and for a brief moment, she actually debated pressing her sex up against that small window just to see what it would finger like.

Thankfully it stopped before her own perverted curiosity got the best of her. She blew out a deep sigh and rolled over again to face the rampart. She was trying to ignore the unfluctuating pulsing she was feeling between her stage just thinking about that knife going to town on her like it did with that arena. It took a lot of unsexy thoughts before she finally bored herself to sleep once more, tomorrow was another day .