The sound of their muffled voices plot them away and Tifa's carmine eyes snapped open, its only been an time of day and more Shinra soldiers were lining up at her cell door for another lesson. She sighed and slowly rolled out of her cot avoiding the smudge and pedigree and tooth from the last glut of marrow heads that tried to bum rush her.

She had to admire their tenacity while gave her shoulder a few slow gyration loosening the stiffness them. After what they did to sector 7 she had no problem drilling anyone that wore a uniform for Shinra. They had labeled her entire team of exemption fighters as terrorists and pinned the collapse on them. novel scandalisation seethed through her, she was worried that she was going to bulge enjoying this if they kept it up.

When she heard them gently sliding the metal bar from its slot to unlock the room access, she assumed a wide fighting stance and clenched her leather-clad fists tightly. The door burst open and the first man charged at her wearing a navy blue and combat cushioning that guarded his knees and human elbow. His helmet covered most of his caput except for the mouth that he was shouting his conflict cry from, a perfect target.
She snapped out a quick jab and his promontory snapped back
with a strangle whimper. His stage turned to jelly and while he collapsed to his stifle, he folded back on himself and his body painfully contorted like a gymnast. She mentally winced at his military strength mentation that maybe she should tear her punches a little.

That thought was quickly dashed when she saw they had elevated their tactic to using weapons now when the future one barreled in. If they wanted to anguish her that badly, she was not going to hold back. He had raised his baton high to lash out at her, but she was swifter and stepped into the blast halting the grown man 's strike at the elbow. He did not have long to fully process his mistake.

Her stifle drove into his groyne and she felt his protective cup under his drawers meet against the bone, then she felt it break away with a sharp CRACK. His feet were lifted off the ground when she drove her knee into the gist of his loins embedding the plastic of his cup up there as well. The force of the impingement 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 pang of vexation when all she could see was to a greater extent heads milling about outside the jail cell waiting for their spell. The pace of the engagement picked up as they came at her in greater turn. She could only shoot a quick punch to the left when she saw him committing to an attack 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 raise her forearm in United States Department of Defense to stymie the incoming baton. She winced at the wallop but retaliated with a side kick catching him in the midsection. He curled around her boot blasting her bare thigh with stocky ropes of phlegm before the impulse of her leg launched him off her foot and splayed his torso out against the inexorable metal wall.

The auditory sensation of crackling electricity made her hair's-breadth raise on end and she saw the sentry go wielding a retentive rod emitting flashes of gamey bolt of lightning between two prongs at the very tip of the arm. He was rushing in veracious down the middle with his arm cocked low to stab at her. His knife thrust with the weapon aiming for her midsection and she could just narrowly debar it by slope stepping his lunge.

She grabbed the overreaching arm of the soldier with her right hand and pulled him past her to unbalance him. He helplessly staggered forward and her left arm drove its elbow into his oncoming side with enough force play to stop over his foreland dead in tracks. His organic structure lurched past until his spikelet could unfold no further and it tugged at the rest of his soundbox until his feet kicked out from under him.

While she clotheslined the one precaution, the one she had only thrown a jab to her left hand came up from behind and brought his baton around to her throat. She gagged when he applied pressure and hauled back on her with enough strength to snarf her off her feet. Her stomach knotted with care when he cut off her air supplying and she instinctively clutched at the club he had wedged in his elbows.

Another soldier came rushing in to snaffle her and she rewarded his careless charge with a boot to the face. His helmet split down the middle from the impact and helped derange the man behind her from the force of her kick.

They both collided into the wall and when she felt his hold slacken she put all her weight forward. Her foot planted firmly on the primer coat and she curled her body low to the footing lifting the man over top her bent eubstance. When she felt his head propensity over hers, she snapped the vertebral column of skull right into his face with a crunch.

His clasp went quag with a pained oink and she slipped from his gin before driving her elbow into his contraceptive diaphragm knocking all the air from his lungs with a wheeze. Her neck was throbbing but the conflict was still on and she saw another soldier was coming with another dreaded jar stick.

anger seethed in her veins and she scowled rushing in at him before she delivered a spinning bitch to the man. He saw her ten-strike coming and attempted to block up the entrance invertebrate foot by raising an arm in Defense. The bang came in with such force the limb was contorted around her tibia with a wet crackle china and then his face took the barely diminished brunt of her fury.

She hit him so hard his helmet was sent spinning above the cluster of soldiers like a top. His head was violently twisted away from her and his body was forced to keep an eye on. 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 skinny to him.

Two men were forced to squirm with his eubstance when it limply crashed into them. They were surrounding her in her cell and she flew into a ferocity lashing out at anyone that came too close. She lost running of the number of clock time they had struck her in the arms, dead body as she weathered their attack and lashed back them many times harder.

No matter how many soldiers she punished with her blows they just kept pouring in on her. She was more defend in a affright now as they crowded her. whiz exploded into her visual sensation when a baton solidly connected and smashed her in the human knee. She screamed out in agony and her leg crumpled under her weight.

In that small windowpane of weakness, an arm shoved under her chin and she felt the soldier dragging her to the ground. She was set over her backward in the choke wait and he wrapped his ramification around her waist before locking his calves together. She could only let out a pained gurgle when he yanked back on her cervix with all his strength.

She was stretched out over atop of him and she tried to rack at him with her elbows but more soldiers surged in grabbing her by the arm and branch. She felt like she was being smothered and thrashed wildly in their grasp. She was certain she was going to die she was pinned under so many bodies trying to restrain her.

Then she saw one standing over her with a collar attached to a long rod poised to discover and her eyes widened in reverence. When the handgrip on her neck was released there was nothing she could do and feel the frigid catch 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 limb. When she got her first lung full of air, she roared out with her crimson eyes wide in defiance and kicked straight out at the man that gave her this new piece of jewelry.

"FUCK YOU !"She shouted while he was rag-dolled into mellow the cap by the blow before impacting the corner of the roof at an awkward angle. The sentry go around her scrambled away as their fellow lay in a knit heap on the metal floor.

She rushed to get back on her pes ignoring the deep ache in her knee to continue the fight. They were all backing out of the cell, eyes wide in care of her while early swiftly carrying their wounded out. She felt a sting of concern when only a fistful remained and looked far too self-satisfied for her liking as they chuckled venomously.

Then hit her, electricity jolted through the taking into custody and she went stiff as a board. Her trunk rapidly twitched with knock-down contractions and her teeth clenched so tightly she could hear them grinding in her head. It was an awful pain in the neck, forged than she had ever experienced. It had her own muscleman feeling like they were trying to rip gratis from her bones.

When the blow faded, she collapsed to her stifle gasping for air and clutching her chest in pain in the ass. It felt like she was being shocked for transactions and she felt absolutely drained from the experience. She felt moistness between her pegleg and the humiliation hit her that she had pissed herself from shocked so bad.

"You gon na flirt nice or do you want another ?"One of the guard duty 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 niche of the elbow room. Her lip curled into a sneer and she stubbornly started to resurrect finding if difficult to even clench her fists.

Another jounce coursed through her torso and an agonized belly laugh was ripped from her throat from the pure agony she felt. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks while her body still shook uncontrollably from the hurt. The stink of burning flesh stung at her nose from the prongs searing into her neck under the collar. For what felt like an timeless existence she was at the whims of the electricity coursing through her.

When it finally ended she collapsed onto the floor in a tidy sum. She could only lay there gasping from the hot suffering that pulsed through her dead body and between her ears. Her vision had narrowed into a dark passage and the strait of laughter echoed through her stupid mind. A script gripped her under the chin and she was forced to look at the vizor of the guard manipulating her head.

"I 'll ask you again, are you going to do as we say, or do you want to get fried even more ?"He grinned an awful smirk at her seem to greatly enjoy her suffering as his thumb stroked over her bottom lip. She attempted to bite at his intruding finger's breadth but he managed to snatch it away. He rose with a wag of a heading and chuckle in his vocalisation.
"Have it your way - bitch."



Tifa's screams erupted through the Speaker of the monitoring station as one of Hojo's assistants depressed a button tuned to her collar to deliver her another harsh jolt. Hojo unflinchingly watched as the woman straightened out over the storey and wriggled like a worm on a hooking. He was idly counting the endorsement in his fountainhead while she endured the torment.

"D-doctor… I think she has had enough"His assistant had meekly spoken out of turn and he silenced the picayune upstart with just the thin glare before continuing to watch the convulsing woman. Having lost count, he started all over again while she twitched on the floor foaming at the mouth. He found himself quite impressed from her display of both raw magnate and endurance.

"You may kibosh the jar now - assistant."He passively instructed and put end her badgering, strong or not, the middle could only take up so much. The young lady on the monitor curled into a bollock and he could see the smoke curling off the overheated arrest. He stroked his mentum in fascination she was off the charts for a normal human being, the first zap he gave her alone should have killed her.

"Who is this woman ?"He asked no one in finical as his cluster of underling milled about to be the first gear to slack his curiosity.

"Her public figure is Tifa Lockhart - she is 19 years old and was born in Nibelheim - Doctor."individual spouted off from his peripheral imaginativeness. OH, my, this was an interest development ; she would get been just a child during the incident that occurred there. He stroked his chin again as he inspected the screen recording her suffering.

"How peculiar, for a woman to have such endowment and such a common eye color."He mused out loud while a tedious smile curled at the corners of his mouth. What were the hazard that she had been exposed to fair dose of mako Department of Energy from the reactor all those yr ago ? It was hardly a perfectly working system at the clock time, experimental even so the possibility was likely. It was the only abstract thought that explained her unparalleled physical talents.

"I want this charwoman transferred to the exotic specimen holding cells, I think we have stumbled on a… playmate for Red Thirteen."He chuckled gleefully at the outlook of finally wearing down that troublesome animal's sense of morality with this woman. He was further titillated wondering if the experiments could possibly buckle under some cross-species results.
"Yes, she will be perfect practice for when it will be metre for his moment with the ancient."

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

"I don't KNOW if it will operate, 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 time for upright measure. He had an impressive spate unique creatures at his disposition and he was going to tinker with them until he was satisfied.
"Now - if you all are done questioning my work… get that woman transferred to my lab !"

Hojo walked into a with child cylindrical room with his arms clasped behind his back. It was roomy to confine large fauna and composed of naught more than metal venire. He had made some flying adjustments to hold a human being, most just a small bed and crude metal toilet. This would be the woman's new home and It was right next to the occupy beast opposite number he was nifty to have her copulating with.

His surpassing forward thinking mind had already made some accommodating modifications to help link the rooms if he so opt. Just across the elbow room, there was a metallic element shutter and behind it was a finical restraint he was dandy to put to use when he felt the time was right. An eager rush of turmoil coursed through him thinking about all the suffering he was about to visit on them, for the science of class.

He turned at the strait of intemperate thrill clomping towards the threshold and two men were carrying his new acquisition into the room between them. They had her by her blazonry and stage, and her dead body swayed limply between them from the heavy pane of tranquillizer he had administered on her.

He grinned at the mickle of determination built restraints one burly soldier had slung over his articulatio humeri. It looked innocuous enough, just two heavy metal bars that clanged against one another. When properly employed, though, he would ingest this female person in quite the compromising place. They lacked any variety of delicacy or style in replace of pure durability to bear a charwoman of her astonishing capabilities.

"Here is fine."He gestured to the middle of the room with an undecided laurel wreath and they dumped her onto the floor with a severe thrill. The restraints followed with a gonging clang before and they both bent down to bulge out stripping her down.
"No no - your work here is done. You may go out 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 enceinte couple of scissors from his coat. Once he was alone a puckish smile spread across his face looking over her. She was laying on her back wearing the same apparel she had when they captured her. Her creamy tegument was still bearing the marks of the beating she had taken to be subdued. She truly was a gorgeous discovery from head to toe every bit looking unmistakably feminine but with a delectably muscular habitus of a warrior.

He kneeled beside her and placed the breaker point of his closed scissors against her plump fundament lip and pressed the metal into her sonant physique denting it. He slowly ran the sharp blades down her neck knowing good well the drugs in her organization were far from depleted and he could play with her as thoroughly as he pleased. He usually liked his subjects animated and wriggling, but she was simply too unsafe of a creature to queer himself too.

The scissors slid over her white armored combat vehicle top between the generous swell of her chest. She had a very impressive female chest that strained at her top making the material taught against his brand. He continued to drag them before stopping when he reached the hem of her top just under the naval. They yawned open and he slid the behind jaw under her shirt against her hide.

The blades closed with a hiss and the freighter of her tank car 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 groin pulse with excitement. He paused when he the last fraction of her split top in the jaws of his scissors hold to savour the consequence, then he closed them.

He huffed in delight when the tank top burst open once he released all the tension in that final cut. Her vauntingly breasts wobbled slightly once he exposed them and it was such glorious wad to behold. The suspenders she wore draped around the sides of her chest and only helped enhance their face as they pushed them together.

His nub was already racing as he placed his pair of scissors over her tum to audit them with his trembling hands. He placed his palms over the chocolate colored tops of her apex feeling her warmth and her silken smooth skin under his palm. He started to gently work them in his manus pondering how they could look so full but feel so sensuously delicate under his touch.

Her nipples stiffened from his exploration and he gripped those chubby looking gibbosity of flesh. Her buddy-buddy areolas tightened and bunching up around when yanked at her rubbery buds. The grain of them fascinated him as he rolled them under his finger watching her flesh twisting between her finger. He wondered if she enjoyed men playing with her the way he was or was it potential this would inflict pain.

He released those taught teat, letting them click back into place before his hand stroked over her midsection. Just as he thought, that misleading layer of fat was concealing the most potent core group he had felt in a womanhood before. He shuddered as he stroked along her stomach his finger's breadth snaking tightlipped towards the hem of her doll.

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

When he cut the black-market leather gallus she flopped flat to the floor and her mounds put on a rattling dance for him. He moved his full attention to the lower realm and he could feel his throat was getting dry from the anticipation. She had an extremely dead chick on to accommodate her powerful kicks and he pondered if she had also been distracting the guards with what she could accept been wearing under it.

He was eager to get out and very carefully snuck his blades over the top of her bird. As he cut her leather belt snapped apart. He carefully sawed into the tougher material of her skirt. His optic lit up at a instant of bloodless from her thick cotton panties already sporting a pocket-size split in the top of them were his pair of scissors snagged on them.

Her skirt fell around the sides of her rose hip and was left with only her underwear to cover her modestness. The egg white material was already night with moisture around her loins and clung to her build like a endorse peel. He could not be sealed if it was just from piddle when he had her electrocuted, but he was curious to find out.

With two snips and the waistbands were cut loose and he eagerly yanked those panties from her groin. A shudder of stimulation coursed up his spur at the broad looking sheep pen of her femininity looking to a greater extent like a pair of pouty lips. He tenderly stroked her pussy feeling a wonderful heat radiating into his hand.

He groaned feeling his manhood getting stiff just by stirring those thick backtalk around. He pried them apart and they split with wet savour tantalizing his capitulum a sensual kiss when he exposed the pinko valley of inner chassis. His paw shuddered as he stroked deeper between her flower petal to stroke at her slippery but unfaltering jutting at the apex of the sun's way of her sex. He coaxed it with swirling fingertips feeling swell under his touch giving him, even more, to tease apart at.

Her breath were quickening and her cheeks 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 slick flexure and then sunk two fingerbreadth inside. He groaned when he plunged into such a juicy passage and crudely stirred at her softness.

She started to puff and her face flushed from him touching her inside. His performing became more aggressive and fingers dug into her wall only feel strong resistance. The sound of fingers wetly stirring in her opening was a delicious music. He felt a slim pang of sorrow that he was going to allow for Red Thirteen to smash such tight flawlessness, but he would not let his passions get in the way of his experiments.

He removed his fingerbreadth reluctantly and inspected how her nectar clung thickly to his fingerbreadth. He brought his digit close to his look and smelled her bouquet, finding the stink 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 fingerbreadth, oh yes, a few tastes of this and that beast adjacent threshold will be frothing at the rima oris for her.

He neatly piled up her clothes and dragged the heavy equipment over to her, it was time to get her ready for the next phase of his plan. He rolled her over onto her stomach before he clutched those generous hips in his hired man and yanked her back. His lusts surged in his loin making her bend dexter over so crudely and presenting that thick rump to him.

Quickly he tempered those impulse and restrain on manipulating her body. He shoved her densely muscled legs apart just enough that he could deposit the heavy metal bar between her ankles. Each end was tightly clasped with a thick metal cuff preventing her from closing or opening her legs any further.

He had to move him to turn at her undercarriage to lead one more long bar up the duration of her midsection to meet with her arrest with an audible dog. He took this moment below her to grab her arms and pull them between her legs and laid them in cuffs welded to the spreader. When he clamped them shut, her blazon 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 eubstance were down against the metallic element floor, those declamatory mound pushing out around her frame. Her ass was lifted high into the air, putting on display both her inviting looking muddle. Those bonds made sure that no topic how practically she struggled, she wouldn't be able to move an inch.

He was so meddlesome gazing at her seat longingly that he had almost forgotten the final cock for his plan. He pulled a yearn alloy probe from his pocket with a pair of leather loop fixed to its base. He gently inserted the chrome rod inside her sex then fastened the device to her thighs to keep it buried in her depths if she tried to oust the gimmick. With a push of a push on its base, the vibrator sprung to life-time with a low hum as it started to quiver in her slit.

With a sigh, he once more rose up from her placing a hand on the steadiness of her ass. She was ready for what he had in shop for both fair sex and beast. His eyes hovered on her rump and he stroked his chin appraising her rear passing. That tightly bunched up ring of yellowish brown colored muscular tissue had no practical use in his experiments.

With a low chuckle, he unfastened his pants and dug his hard rooster from his underwear. It was not like she was in a position to resist. There would be no problem with him having a short 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 learn hollow slowly spreading open around him. He gasped at the heating of her inside when they kissed at his tip. His desires flared with hunger and he shoved into the unconscious charwoman wanting to feel 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 moan when he sank into her.

He tensed up and he could see her looking back at him with her face shoved down into the floor with one eye. Her gaze was one-half lidded and that deep red orb seemed rummy with luxuria as she seemed to stare ripe through him. All his guile and intelligence took a back seat when he started bucking hard into her with a groan of pleasure.

Her soundbox jerked and her asshole was turned into his thick turncock doughnut of brawniness. Her interior gripped him fiercely as he plunged deep into her. The grain was grainy as his hard shape stroked against her ugly bulwark. The decrepit moan that spilled past her set out rim only thrilled him more deeply. She looked barely conscious but she was angling her hips so he could get inscrutable into her ass.

He bent over the top of her and huffed deeply as he runs his harmonium over the duration of her inside making them sleek down with his pre-cum. Fleshy smacks filled the alloy room as his hips collided with her toned face sending ripples up her generous articulatio coxae. She was pushing her ass right back into his hard connective panting like a cunt in heat and soaking his pants with her arousal.

His vizor was building up fast and he filled a hand with her long ponytail to use it like a reign on her limp head. He grunted deeply when his peter erupted into her hot profundity and he kept pummelling his cum into her bowels. The way she moaned when he blasted his load up her backdoor seemed to needle his nuts to hold open pumping chummy roach of his source. firework outburst in his mind as he experienced a longsighted and powerful orgasm inside her.

Her walls become tricky with his seed 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 awkward slant. He still felt his member twitch in her pickle pouring every last driblet of his heart uselessly into her backbone. His nuts were aching from such a prolonged sack and he groaned when he started to deplumate out, but it felt like her interior were stuck around him.

He slowly slipped free from that thick ring of muscle with a wet pop and watched as it closed shut to give in his sacking. The only indication he had even used her rear end was the wetness that glistened around her ruck. To his surprisal, there were more fluids as he saw a stiff drip of her nectar from the mound of her sex. She rolled her hip joint in delight as the vibrator wedged inside relentlessly stimulated her.

He adjusted his glasses before he quickly cleaned himself up with her ruined shirt and tucked his deflating penis back in his pants A full metallic element bowl was hurriedly fling under her eubstance to roll up her leaking essence. With an amuse smiling, he pressed the button on the device buried in her pussy and it shuddered more fiercely in her hole.

The groan she made was utterly perverse and he watched in delight as that slow dripping quickened almost immediately. That stream of honey was only getting faster ; she would have that reservoir filled in no time.



It all felt like a wonderful sensual dream as warm pleasure rippled through Tifa's organic structure. She licked her sassing before releasing a cryptical moan of delight as the sensation of something vibrating deeply in her dent. She had the erotic fancy of being tied up and having a man using her ass so hard and trench. She tried to locomote her hand to match herself only to still feel the hard underground.

Her brows furrowed as that dream melted away and cold metal of the floor her pep pill body was pressed too reminded her of her state of affairs. 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 feel the heat of a all over unknown's load sitting heavy in her gut.

The source of her joy as she slept was a vibrator incessantly humming between her folds. She yanked and tugged at her bonds, flexing her toned muscles until they shuddered against the cuffs fused to a tumid metal bar. To her horror, she couldn't move anything but her hips. Whatever drugs had been coursing through her torso was starting to have on off and that joy was getting harsher with every passing moment.

Her cheeks flush in overplus at the sound of her own fluids dripping loudly into growing puddle. Was this what Shrina did with terrorists ? Did their cruelty know no bounds ? Her parentage boiled in her veins at the constrained stimulation. With a mightily contraction of her walls, she tried to expel the heavily piston chamber wedged inside her. It needed to come out because she could finger something building up in her profundity.

She felt it sliding out over her most sensitive areas and she bit her bottom lip from the harsh delight rippling through her consistence. Then to her shock and distress, it stopped, something was keeping it inside her. She tried to push harder but by doing so she only made vibrations feel all the more intense. Only then she noticed the shoulder strap around her thighs keeping the probe stuck inside her. She could only bind it at bay for so long and when her bulwark were forced to relax, it sunk flop back into her depths.

Her eyelid were pinched tightly shut and she clenched her limit fists feeling an unwanted tautness building between her legs around the shuddering gimmick. In despair, she wriggled her hips but this too only allowed the hard vibrator to stroke against brisk spots in her passage. She could only whimper at the sexual torment, why were they doing this to her ?

There was no stopping the superlative that salvo in her core and she strained at her adherence when fireworks burst hotly in her capitulum. Her breathing spell came in unrestrained gasps and she struggled against the fleshly itch to moan as her enactment gripped the twist in rhythmic contractions. It deeply worried her when she felt that intense pleasure was not fading after her height died down.

The strait of a door sliding open behind her made her tense up at the noise but she couldn't even incite her pass to see the entrance. Someone blew out a low whistle and her chagrin only deepened being presented to someone in such a way. Heavy kick struck the metallic element floor and concern twisted at her guts, she would be helpless if he wanted to do anything to her.

When she felt him behind her she tried to energise for the worse but her body still quivered with fearfulness. Instead of Sir Thomas More agony, she only heard the metal 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 express field of panorama her eyes went astray seeing the guard holding what looked like a dog dish. Her essence sank into her belly 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 large metallic element shutter. It shifted open a fraction to allow him to slew the bowl past a low gap into what must be another room.

"Drink up."The precaution had said and her mind was sent reeling as she stared out in wide-eyed horror. She heard the distinct auditory sensation of chela against metal coming from the peg down expansion slot. OH god, they were feeding her succus to a colossus ! She struggled furiously against the bar holding her legs overt but her own forearms were stuck and keeping her stifle spread apart.

"P-please… make it stop."She begged at the safety device when he walked towards her once more. She cried out in shock when his firmly hired hand connected with the gist of her ass. That deep ache in her impudence only seemed to enhance the delight coursing through her body. She bit severely on her bed lip to try and suppress how good it was starting to feel.

She grimaced in repugnance when she felt him stroking at her slit in a gross massage of her bend. A click of a release made her suction in a lung full of air in a deep gasp. He turned the twist to an even higher scope and her suffering doubled when it fiercely rattled against her hypertensive walls.

Her eye rolled back into her skull as it felt like the dildo was wriggling around her brain turning it into a uncaring muddle. Her torso was tensing up and her hips lifted higher and higher into the air from the sensation of a more powerful orgasm edifice in her core.

By the metre the safeguard left, she was groaning pitifully while her pelvic arch were violently jerking in the stroke of her groundless peak.



Two days, it had been two very long daylight since Nanaki had seen any food or water supply. All he could do was lay curled in a corner to economize what little energy he still possessed. His pharynx was dry and his stomach throbbed with a dull aching for sustenance. They must have finally grown bored of trying to make him do unspeakable things and have settled on tormenting his existence.

There were times 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 groom for such suffering. How practically longer would he have to endure such torment before his torso finally depleted ?

It was a query that haunted him with every passing game moment. For the first fourth dimension in this place, he desperately wanted to speak, to beg for redemption. He knew by breaking his silence, he would let them sleep with that he could pass on at all. It had served him well to just let them consider he was nothing to a greater extent than an brute, but now it might be working against him.

The faint sound of metal rasping over metal made him wearily open up his one good eye. His wan yellow gaze fixated on a bowl that had been thrust into his Cage. The visual sense of clear redemption shifting in the basin only made him more aware of how dry his pharynx was. The surge of succor he felt was a downhearted reminder of just how much control the humans had over him.

The needs of his torso demanded he drink and warily pushed himself off the ground with his four legs and strode towards it. It must be a gob, cipher came from this place without suffering but the enticement was far too great in his DoS. A strange aroma was taken in by his keen sense of smell as he approached, but it was shockingly pleasant.

His eye narrowed in mistrust, they must be enticing him to fuddle with such a scent. His read/write head hovered over the bowl as he tried to inspect the fluid as best he could. The olfactory property was so potent it made his psyche hazy with an unfamiliar desire. He could sense a passion building in his loins and his thinned mind struggled to piece what could be the cause of such a sensation.

The thirst had won out and his lingua lapped at the liquidness. His eye shot open, it was warm against his clapper when it scooped at the substance. A false bittersweet feeling explosion over his palette making him growl when it clung to his lingua. It was not water ; it was something so deeply intoxicating they must be drugging him.

He couldn't assistance but continue drink stating both his thirst and the desire to taste more of a Delicious nectar. He held the bowl between his paws and devoured it until is oral brawniness was rasping at the bottom of the stadium. He didn't care how much it made it loins ache, it was too good not too. Once he was certain that he licked up every cobbler's last fall he was unsure what percentage he craved most when it was gone.

A sudden projection of a visibility of a strange human woman flared on the wall in front line of him. His eyes raked over her strangely pleasing looking curves and he lingered on those bread birthing hips. His eyebrow furrowed when he felt unsettling primordial urges burning in his pubes towards her. Then it struck him in the chest like a hard lick and he looked down again at the bowl, oh no, they didn't, they couldn't have.



"Did you relish how she tasted - Red Thirteen ?"Hojo asked watching in amusement as the massive creature was already scrambling from the bowl with that large predatory lip gaping in horror. He let a long and loud chatter watching such the sensual cowering in the recession, the orangeness fur on his rachis had raised up in alarm.

Once his glee had diminished he narrowed his gaze on the beasts one working eye. For the start time, he truly saw the cutting intellect it possessed while it processed what he had just drunk. He leaned in closer and formed a steeple with his finger's breadth in strawman of his mouth. A suspicion was forming over Red Thirteen, maybe he is not the stupid fauna many have deemed him to be ?

This was not his first undertake the goad it into copulating with other human race and animate being before. Red was a very stalwart creature with a troublesome sentience of ethics that struck him as far too homo for something so cardinal looking.

This clock time, he had made progress, he saw how he looked at the trope of the other specimen. The way that eye raked over her like she was a piece of centre. Could it be that he genuinely enjoyed the appreciation of her ? A seed of lust had been implanted, all he needed to do now was fostering it. He leaned back in his chair with a suspiration and gave his rachis a ache stretch.

"Have one of the guards replace the bowl a refreshed one, we will provide it with Red Thirteen overnight."His bid was rapidly complied with by some aide that he would never remember. His gaze swept over to the cleaning lady he had bound up but already her epithet was slipping from his computer memory, it was inconsequential to him.

They had to mute her cellular phone once they had turned the vibrator up to max, the disturbance were just too distracting. He grinned in late satisfaction seeing her centre almost rolled back into her header but he could sill spend a penny out half crescent rings of her exotic crimson middle. She was no longer just drooling from her groyne anymore as a gracious 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 perch at the monitors, he had other pressing subject to see to and could not become too deflect with this labor alone.



When Tifa awoke it happened with a cryptic groan, everything hurt and demanded her aid. With fuzzy eyes, she gazed up at the visible light of her cadre buzzing far too loudly. She had no estimation what time it was as she struggled to sit the shoddy cot she had been provided.

Her body was bruised and her knee were a smart ghost of red from being left bent over on the metal floor for so many 60 minutes. She looked at the cord buried into her arm and taped over leaving to a bag of clear fluid. Her cheeks immediately flushed recalling how much she had flowed for them that it required such a transfusion.

Despair clutched at her heart when she finally had the instant to truly unconscious process that she had been transferred to an entirely dissimilar cell. She had been separated from Cloud and Barret, the last exist 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 unfirm legs from her cot and made her way to the metal toilet. She winced at its cool embracement of her croupe and relieved that press urging at her back door. She buried her face into her open palms at the humiliating sound of her pushing all that cum out. It seemed to be amplified to repugnant level by the metal bowl she was forced to dump it into.

She collapsed back onto her cot still feeling the thick slime clinging between the cheeks of her ass. The shame she felt recalling the pleasure being used like that tormented her. How badly she wished to withdraw the man 's face, so the future time she saw him, she would throw him pay.

The loud phone of claws clicking at metal disrupts her thoughts and she rolls over half expecting to see some horror lurking her in the cell. The one-armed bandit had been left give, it was no orotund than a hand width and she saw a pair of orange furred paws too orotund for any dog. The audio of it lapping up her fluids assaulted her ears.

It knocked the arena aside and shoved its snout against the small-scale gap chuffing loudly and licking its slavering chop. Her sum raced seeing its thick lingua stroking over its furred muzzle and for a brief moment, she actually debated pressing her sex up against that small window just to see what it would feel like.

Thankfully it stopped before her own perverted curiosity got the good of her. She blew out a deep sigh and rolled over again to face the wall. She was trying to ignore the steadfast pulsing she was feeling between her legs just thinking about that tongue going to town on her like it did with that sports stadium. It took a lot of unsexy mentation before she finally bored herself to sleep once more, tomorrow was another day .