The sound of their muffle voices game them away and Tifa's carmine eye snapped undetermined, its only been an hour and to a greater extent Shinra soldiers were lining up at her prison cell door for another lesson. She sighed and slowly rolled out of her cot avoiding the blot and profligate and teeth from the survive glut of meat foreland that tried to bum rush her.

She had to admire their tenacity while gave her berm a few slacken rotary motion loosening the awkwardness them. After what they did to sector 7 she had no trouble drilling anyone that wore a uniform for Shinra. They had labeled her entire team of freedom scrapper as terrorists and pinned the flop on them. Fresh outrage seethed through her, she was worried that she was going to commence 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 wide fighting stance and clenched her leather-clad fists tightly. The doorway explosion open and the first man charged at her wearing a USN blueness and combat padding that guarded his knee joint and elbows. His helmet covered most of his head except for the mouth that he was shouting his battle cry from, a stark target.
She snapped out a quick jab and his head snapped back
with a softened whimper. His legs 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 posture thinking that maybe she should pull her punches a little.

That thought was quickly dashed when she saw they had elevated their tactics to using weapon now when the next one barreled in. If they wanted to hurt her that badly, she was not going to curb back. He had raised his baton high to lash out at her, but she was swifter and stepped into the flack halting the grown man 's work stoppage at the articulatio cubiti. He did not induce long to fully serve his mistake.

Her knee drove chisel into his groin and she felt his protective cup under his pants forgather against the bone, then she felt it cave in with a sharp CRACK. His feet were lifted off the ground when she drove her genu into the meat of his pubic region embedding the plastic of his cup up there as well. The force of the impact had knocked his helmet from his mind 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 lunar time period and she felt a pang of worry when all she could see was more heads milling about outside the cell waiting for their turning. The yard of the battle picked up as they came at her in greater number. She could only snap a nimble punch to the left field 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 tone-beginning from her right and could only raise her forearm in defensive structure to block up the incoming baton. She winced at the shock but retaliated with a side beef catching him in the middle. He curled around her boot blasting her bare second joint with thick forget me drug of sluggishness before the momentum of her leg launched him off her foot and splayed his body out against the inexorable alloy wall.

The sound of crackling electricity made her hairs raise on end and she saw the guard wielding a foresightful rod emitting flashes of bluing bolts between two prongs at the very tip of the artillery. He was rushing in flop down the center with his arm cocked low to stab at her. His driving force with the weapon aiming for her midsection and she could just narrowly avert it by side of meat stepping his lunge.

She grabbed the overreaching arm of the soldier with her right manus and pulled him past her to unbalance him. He helplessly staggered forward and her go out arm drove its cubital joint into his oncoming side with decent force to stop his question dead in tracks. His body lurched retiring until his spine could stretch no further and it tugged at the eternal rest of his body until his substructure kicked out from under him.

While she clotheslined the one safety device, the one she had only thrown a jab to her left wing came up from fanny and brought his wand around to her throat. She gagged when he applied pressure and hauled back on her with adequate specialty to lift her off her substructure. Her stomach knotted with fear when he cut off her air supply and she instinctively clutched at the club he had wedged in his elbows.

Another soldier came rushing in to take hold of her and she rewarded his careless bearing with a kicking to the face. His helmet split down the eye from the impingement and helped derange the man behind her from the forcefulness of her kick.

They both collided into the rampart and when she felt his hold slacken she put all her weighting forward. Her metrical unit planted firmly on the undercoat and she curled her physical structure low to the land lifting the man over top her hang body. When she felt his head inclination over hers, she snapped the book binding of skull rightfulness into his face with a crunch.

His grip went slack with a pained grunt and she slipped from his noose before driving her elbow into his diaphragm knocking all the air from his lungs with a wheeze. Her neck was throbbing but the combat was still on and she saw another soldier was coming with another dreaded shock absorber spliff.

Anger seethed in her vein and she scowled rushing in at him before she delivered a spinning kick to the man. He saw her rap coming and attempted to deflect the ingress foot by raising an arm in defense. The kick came in with such force the limb was contorted around her shin with a wet crackle china and then his aspect took the barely diminished brunt of her fury.

She hit him so hard his helmet was sent spinning above the clump of soldiers like a top. His head was violently twisted away from her and his physical structure was forced to come after. The side of the jaw she had hit had completely caved in and his mouth was spraying blood and shattered tooth over the blue uniforms of those closest to him.

Two men were forced to squirm with his body when it limply crashed into them. They were surrounding her in her prison cell and she flew into a Fury lashing out at anyone that came too ending. She lost cut of the figure of times they had struck her in the munition, trunk as she weathered their onrush and lashed back them many meter harder.

No issue how many soldiers she punished with her snow they just kept pouring in on her. She was more fight down in a panic now as they crowded her. Stars exploded into her vision when a baton solidly connected and smashed her in the knee joint. She screamed out in agony and her leg crumpled under her weight.

In that small window of weakness, an arm shoved under her Chin and she felt the soldier dragging her to the ground. She was bent grass over her backward in the choke detention and he wrapped his peg around her waist before locking his calfskin together. She could only let out a hurt 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 but more soldiers surged in grabbing her by the limb and legs. She felt like she was being smothered and thrashed wildly in their grasp. She was sure she was going to die she was pinned under so many torso trying to restrain her.

Then she saw one standing over her with a collar attached to a yearn rod poised to scratch and her eyes widened in concern. When the hold on her neck was released there was nil she could do and felt the moth-eaten leash 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 wax of air, she roared out with her blood-red heart extensive in defiance and kicked straight out at the man that gave her this new piece of jewelry.

"shag YOU !"She shouted while he was rag-dolled into gamey the ceiling by the puff before impacting the corner of the ceiling at an awkward slant. The safeguard around her scrambled away as their fellow lay in a crumpled stack on the alloy floor.

She rushed to get back on her animal foot ignoring the deep ache in her human knee to continue the fight. They were all backing out of the mobile phone, oculus wide in fear of her while other swiftly carrying their wounded out. She felt a pang of vexation when only a handful remained and looked far too smug for her liking as they chuckled venomously.

Then hit her, electrical energy jolted through the collar and she went cadaver as a board. Her body rapidly twitched with powerful muscular contraction and her dentition clenched so tightly she could hear them grinding in her head. It was an tremendous pain, sorry than she had ever experienced. It had her own muscles feeling like they were trying to rip gratis from her bones.

When the shock faded, she collapsed to her knee gasping for air and clutching her chest in pain sensation. It felt like she was being shocked for minutes 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 play nice or do you want another ?"One of the sentry go 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 recess of the elbow room. Her lip curled into a sneer and she stubbornly started to rise finding if hard to even clinch her fists.

Another seismic disturbance coursed through her body and an agonized scream was ripped from her throat from the pure excruciation she felt. Hot tears rolled down her nerve while her consistence still shook uncontrollably from the trauma. The stink of burning flesh stung at her nozzle from the prongs searing into her neck under the pinch. 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 trading floor in a muckle. She could only lay there gasping from the hot agony that pulsed through her torso and between her ear. Her vision had narrowed into a disconsolate passing and the strait of laughter echoed through her dazed mind. A helping hand gripped her under the Kuki-Chin and she was forced to look at the visor of the sentry duty 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 love her distress as his thumb stroked over her bottom lip. She attempted to sting at his intruding finger but he managed to snatch it away. He rose with a shake of a head and chuckle in his spokesperson.
"Have it your way - bitch."



Tifa's screams erupted through the verbaliser of the monitoring station as one of Hojo's help depressed a button tuned to her neckband to deliver her another harsh saccade. Hojo unflinchingly watched as the woman straightened out over the floor and wriggled like a louse on a hook. He was idly counting the seconds in his foreland 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 little upstart with just the slightest glare before continuing to find out 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 power and endurance.

"You may hold on the shocks now - assistant."He passively instructed and put end her torment, unassailable or not, the core could only require so much. The fille on the monitor curled into a ball and he could see the smoke curling off the overheated taking into custody. He stroked his Kuki in fascination she was off the charts for a formula human, the first of all zap he gave her alone should have killed her.

"Who is this womanhood ?"He asked no one in particular as his bunch of underling milled about to be the first to slake his curiosity.

"Her name is Tifa Lockhart - she is 19 yr old and was born in Nibelheim - Doctor."person spouted off from his peripheral vision. OH, my, this was an interesting evolution ; she would have been just a tiddler during the incident that occurred there. He stroked his chin again as he inspected the projection screen recording her suffering.

"How peculiar, for a woman to have such talents and such a usual eye color."He mused out brassy while a dumb grin curled at the recession of his sass. What were the opportunity that she had been exposed to fair sexually transmitted disease of mako energy from the reactor all those geezerhood ago ? It was hardly a perfectly working scheme at the time, experimental even so the possibility was likely. It was the only abstract thought that explained her alone physical talents.

"I want this woman transferred to the exotic specimen holding cellular telephone, I think we have stumbled on a… playmate for Red Thirteen."He chuckled gleefully at the panorama of finally wearing down that troublesome brute's sensation of morality with this cleaning woman. He was further titillated wondering if the experiment could possibly succumb some cross-species results.
"Yes, she will be hone practice for when it will be time for his instant with the ancient."

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

"I don't KNOW if it will act, but we wo n't know if we don't try."It didn't matter if the experiment was a success, what mattered was they at least tried it a few times for good criterion. He had an impressive mountain unique creatures at his garbage disposal and he was going to monkey 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 cylindric elbow room with his arms clasped behind his backrest. It was spacious to check magnanimous beasts and composed of nothing more than than metal jury. He had made some warm registration to hold a man, about just a belittled bed and fossil oil metallic element can. This would be the womanhood's new home and It was right next to the interesting animate being opposite number he was keen to make her copulating with.

His prodigious forward thinking mind had already made some accommodating modification to help link the room if he so choose. Just across the room, there was a alloy shutter and behind it was a particular restraint he was bang-up to put to use when he felt the metre was right. An aegir rush of turmoil coursed through him thinking about all the suffering he was about to bring down on them, for the science of course.

He turned at the phone of heavy boots clomping towards the doorway and two men were carrying his new acquisition into the elbow room between them. They had her by her arms and legs, and her body swayed limply between them from the overweight dose of tranquillizer he had administered on her.

He grinned at the hatful of function built restraints one burly soldier had slung over his shoulder. It looked innocuous enough, just two weighed down metallic element Browning automatic rifle that clanged against one another. When properly employed, though, he would cause this female in quite the compromising position. They lacked any sort of diplomacy or style in replace of pure durability to stop a woman of her get capabilities.

"Here is fine."He gestured to the middle of the way with an unresolved ribbon and they dumped her onto the storey with a laborious bang. The simpleness followed with a gonging clang before and they both bent down to start stripping her down.
"No no - your study here is done. You may leave us."They both exchanged looking at and then slowly got up to walk away leaving the unconscious woman with the doctor.

He had all the service he needed when pulled a great duet of pair of scissors from his pelage. Once he was alone a mischievous grin spreading across his face looking over her. She was laying on her back wearing the Saami clothes she had when they captured her. Her creamy tegument was still bearing the marks of the trouncing she had taken to be subdued. She truly was a gorgeous breakthrough from head to toe every bit looking unmistakably feminine but with a delectably mesomorphic build of a warrior.

He kneeled beside her and placed the degree of his close scissors against her plump merchantman lip and pressed the metal into her mild flesh denting it. He slowly ran the discriminating blades down her neck opening knowing full well the drugs in her system were far from depleted and he could play with her as thoroughly as he pleased. He usually liked his subjects alive and worm, but she was simply too unsafe of a creature to queer himself too.

The scissors slid over her E. B. White tank top between the generous swell of her chest. She had a very telling flop that strained at her top making the material taught against his brand. He continued to hang back them before stopping when he reached the hem of her top just under the naval. They yawned open and he slid the merchant ship jaw under her shirt against her skin.

The blades closed with a hiss and the bum of her army 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 chest as he slowly exposed her chest to his roving eyes. Just the slew of the undersurface of her mounds made his groin beat with excitement. He paused when he the in conclusion fraction of her rip top in the jaws of his scissor grip to savor the second, then he closed them.

He huffed in delight when the tank top burst outdoors once he released all the tension in that final cut. Her large breasts wobbled slightly once he exposed them and it was such brilliant sight to behold. The suspender she wore wrapped around the incline of her bureau and only helped enhance their look as they pushed them together.

His heart was already racing as he placed his scissors grip over her stomach to visit them with his trembling mitt. He placed his palms over the chocolate colored tops of her peaks feeling her warmth and her silky smooth skin under his thenar. He started to gently knead them in his work force pondering how they could look so full but feel so sensuously easy under his touch.

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

He released those taught nipple, letting them snap back into place before his hand stroked over her midsection. Just as he thought, that shoddy bed of fat was concealing the most potent essence he had felt in a woman before. He shuddered as he stroked along her stomach his fingers snaking close towards the hem of her chick.

He resisted the enticement to just immerse his helping hand down there and snatched up his scissor hold again. The suspenders had to go no matter how much they complimented her breast and he grabbed them both in his hands. She was lifted off the ground when he pulled on her straps making her quagmire body crook in the middle.

When he cut the black leather suspender she flopped flat to the base and her knoll put on a wonderful saltation for him. He moved his wide-cut attention to the lower area and he could feel his throat was getting dry from the expectation. She had an extremely brusque doll on to admit her powerful thrill and he pondered if she had also been distracting the guards with what she could let been wearing under it.

He was tidal bore to determine out and very carefully snuck his blade over the top of her skirt. As he cut her leather belt snapped apart. He carefully sawed into the tougher cloth of her annulus. His oculus lit up at a flash of Elwyn Brooks White from her boneheaded cotton wool panties already sporting a small stock split in the top of them were his scissors snagged on them.

Her skirt fell around the sides of her hips and was left with only her underwear to wrap up her modesty. The snowy fabric was already benighted with wet around her loins and clung to her bod like a s skin. He could not be certain if it was just from urine when he had her electrocuted, but he was curious to find out.

With two snips and the waistcloth were cut loose and he eagerly yanked those step-in from her groin. A shudder of arousal coursed up his spinal column at the full looking flock of her femininity looking more like a pair of pouty lips. He tenderly stroked her pussy feeling a wonderful estrus radiating into his script.

He groaned feeling his humanness getting steady just by stirring those thick-skulled sass around. He pried them apart and they split with wet smack tantalizing his ears a sensual osculation when he exposed the garden pink valley of inner form. His hand shuddered as he stroked deeper between her petal to stroke at her slippery but solid protrusion at the apex of her sex. He coaxed it with swirling fingertips feeling swell under his touch giving him, even more, to twit at.

Her breaths were quickening and her cheeks flushed as he stroked between her legs but he continued to research her fair sex needing to ingurgitate his curiosity. He gently probed for the trap between her cunning flock and then sunk two fingers inside. He groaned when he plunged into such a juicy transition and crudely stirred at her softness.

She started to gasp and her brass flushed from him touching her interior. His playing became more aggressive and finger's breadth dug into her walls only feel strong underground. The speech sound of digit wetly stirring in her opening was a delicious euphony. He felt a slender pang of regret that he was going to give up Red thirteen to ruin such blotto perfection, but he would not let his cacoethes get in the way of his experiments.

He removed his fingers reluctantly and inspected how her ambrosia clung thickly to his fingerbreadth. He brought his fingerbreadth close to his face and smelled her aroma, finding the stink of her to be rather pleasing. Even though it still had that caustic malodour of urine souring it a little for his pallet. Still, he tasted her and licked up the mint on his digits, oh yes, a few tastes of this and that beast next door will be frothing at the mouth for her.

He neatly piled up her clothes and dragged the heavy equipment over to her, it was prison term to get her ready for the following form of his plan. He rolled her over onto her stomach before he clutched those generous pelvic arch in his hands and yanked her back. His luxuria surged in his loins making her twist over so crudely and presenting that thick-skulled rump to him.

Quickly he tempered those urge and kept on manipulating her organic structure. He shoved her densely muscled peg apart just enough that he could wedge the enceinte metal bar between her ankles. Each end was tightly clasped with a thick metal handcuff preventing her from closing or opening her legs any further.

He had to prompt him to work at her undercarriage to lead one more long bar up the length of her midsection to meet with her arrest with an hearable mouse click. He took this moment below her to catch her blazonry and pull them between her legs and laid them in manacle welded to the broadcaster. When he clamped them shut, her arms were stretched to their limits.

He stepped back to count her over in this compromising position, yes this will do nicely. Her face and upper body were down against the metallic element flooring, those large mounds pushing out around her human body. Her ass was lifted senior high into the air, putting on presentation both her inviting looking jam. Those bonds made sure that no matter how very much she struggled, she wouldn't be capable to move an inch.

He was so busy gazing at her tush longingly that he had almost forgotten the final prick for his program. He pulled a prospicient metal probe from his air pocket with a pair of leather loops fixed to its foundation. He gently inserted the chrome rod inside her sex then fastened the device to her second joint to celebrate it swallow in her depths if she tried to expel the twist. With a push of a button on its base, the vibrator sprung to life story with a low hum as it started to quiver in her slit.

With a sigh, he once more rose up from her placing a mitt on the firmness of her ass. She was ready for what he had in store for both woman and beast. His eyes hovered on her croupe and he stroked his Chin appraising her buttocks passage. That tightly bunched up hoop of caramelized sugar colored muscularity had no practical use in his experiments.

With a low chortle, he unfastened his pants and dug his hard stopcock from his underclothes. It was not like she was in a position to resist. There would be no problem with him having a lilliputian personal fun with this gorgeous specimen. He guided himself into her until he felt that taught ruck against his pre slickened cockhead.

He leaned in and put his system of weights into her and was rewarded with her taught cakehole slowly spreading clear 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 mind woman wanting to feel more. The mavin 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 regard was one-half lidded and that crimson orb seemed sot with luxuria as she seemed to stare right through him. All his guile and intelligence service took a rearwards rear end when he started bucking hard into her with a groan of pleasure.

Her eubstance jerked and her asshole was turned into his chummy cock ring of muscular tissue. Her insides gripped him fiercely as he plunged deep into her. The texture was grainy as his surd flesh stroked against her slimy rampart. The imperfect moans that spilled past her parted lip only thrilled him more deeply. She looked barely conscious but she was angling her hip joint so he could get deeply into her ass.

He bent over the top of her and huffed deeply as he runs his electric organ over the distance of her insides making them slick down with his pre-cum. Fleshy smacks filled the metal room as his rosehip collided with her tone up nerve sending ripples up her generous rosehip. She was pushing her ass right back into his hard connexion panting like a bitch in heat and soaking his pants with her arousal.

His peak was building up fast and he filled a hand with her longsighted ponytail to use it like a reign on her limp top dog. He grunted deeply when his cock erupted into her hot depths and he kept pummelling his cum into her bowels. The way she moaned when he blasted his consignment up her backdoor seemed to goad his nuts to preserve pumping thick ropes of his ejaculate. Fireworks burst in his psyche as he experienced a long and powerful orgasm inside her.

Her walls become slick with his ejaculate and his lumbus ached while the pie-eyed confines of her asshole milked his pubes dry. He collapsed on top of her saltation consistence panting with his glasses shifted at an awkward angle. He still felt his member twitching in her hole pouring every last drop of his essence uselessly into her guts. His crackpot were aching from such a prolonged going and he groaned when he started to pull out, but it felt like her interior were stuck around him.

He slowly slipped relinquish from that thick ring of muscleman with a wet pop and watched as it closed shut to obligate in his release. The only meter 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 drippage of her nectar from the knoll of her sex. She rolled her hips in pleasure as the vibrator wedged inside relentlessly stimulated her.

He adjusted his glasses before he quickly cleaned himself up with her sunk shirt and tucked his deflating penis back in his pant A all-embracing metal stadium was hurriedly tossed under her body to collect her leaking essence. With an amused grin, he pressed the clit on the device buried in her prick and it shuddered more fiercely in her hollow.

The moan she made was absolutely corrupt and he watched in delight as that dull drip quickened almost immediately. That current of honey was only getting faster ; she would have that reservoir filled in no time.



It all felt like a terrific sensual dream as warm joy rippled through Tifa's body. She licked her lips before releasing a trench moan of pleasance as the sensation of something vibrating deeply in her slit. She had the erotic fancy of being tied up and having a man using her ass so hard and deep. She tried to move her hand to extend to herself only to still finger the laborious resistor.

Her brows furrowed as that dream melted away and cold metal of the base her amphetamine body was pressed too reminded her of her site. 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 complete unknown's load sitting heavy in her bowels.

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

Her impudence flush in plethora 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 line of descent boiled in her veins at the hale stimulation. With a mighty muscular contraction of her walls, she tried to throw out the hard cylinder wedged inside her. It needed to fall out because she could finger something building up in her depths.

She felt it sliding out over her most sensitive expanse and she bit her tooshie lip from the abrasive pleasure rippling through her body. Then to her shock and distraint, it stopped, something was keeping it inside her. She tried to press harder but by doing so she only made vibrations feel all the more acute. Only then she noticed the strap around her thighs keeping the probe stuck inside her. She could only hold it at bay for so long and when her walls were forced to decompress, it sunk right back into her depths.

Her eyelids were pinched tightly shut and she clenched her bound fists feeling an unwanted latent hostility building between her legs around the shuddering gimmick. In despair, she wriggled her hips but this too only allowed the surd vibrator to stroke against fresh blot in her transition. She could only whimper at the intimate torment, why were they doing this to her ?

There was no stopping the crest that fusillade in her heart and soul and she strained at her bonds when pyrotechnic burst hotly in her promontory. Her breathing time came in frantic gasps and she struggled against the carnal urge to groan as her passage gripped the gimmick in rhythmic contractions. It deeply worried her when she felt that intense joy was not fading after her peak died down.

The auditory sensation of a door sliding undefendable behind her made her tense up at the stochasticity but she couldn't even move her head to see the entrance. person blew out a low tin whistle and her humiliation only deepened being presented to soul in such a way. Heavy rush struck the alloy storey and fear twisted at her moxie, she would be lost if he wanted to do anything to her.

When she felt him behind her she tried to stabilise for the spoiled but her consistence still quivered with fear. Instead of more agony, she only heard the metal sound of something being pulled out from under her but also replaced with something. Her supercilium furrowed in mix-up and that wonder only deepened when the man started walking past her.

When he came into her circumscribed field of view her eyes went broad seeing the precaution holding what looked like a dog dish. Her sum sank into her stomach when she heard her forced arousal loudly dripping into another basin. Her mind desperately sought answer, what could they possibly want with a bowl of her fluids ?

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

"drunkenness up."The guard had said and her mind was sent reeling as she stared out in wide-eyed horror. She heard the distinct sounds of nipper against metal coming from the narrow down slot. OH god, they were feeding her juices to a monster ! She struggled furiously against the bar holding her pegleg open but her own forearms were stuck and keeping her knees spread apart.

"P-please… make it stop."She begged at the sentry go when he walked towards her once more. She cried out in shock when his punishing hand connected with the meat of her ass. That deep ache in her cheek only seemed to heighten the pleasure coursing through her eubstance. She bit hard on her seat lip to try and oppress how right it was starting to feel.

She grimaced in revulsion when she felt him stroking at her incision in a fossil oil massage of her faithful. A click of a button made her sucking in a lung full phase of the moon of air in a trench gasp. He turned the twist to an even higher setting and her distress 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 mentality turning it into a uncaring pickle. Her dead body was tensing up and her hip joint lifted gamy and higher into the air from the wiz of a more brawny orgasm building in her core.

By the fourth dimension the guard left, she was groaning pitifully while her hip were violently jerking in the cam stroke of her raving mad peak.



Two days, it had been two very long sidereal day since Nanaki had seen any food or pee. All he could do was lay curled in a corner to conserve what little vigour he still possessed. His throat was dry and his stomach throbbed with a mute ache for alimentation. They must bear finally grown bored of trying to fix him do unspeakable things and have settled on tormenting his existence.

There were metre he had secretly wished for demise in this place but he couldn't have known how severe 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 prepared for such suffering. How much tenacious would he have to endure such torment before his body finally depleted ?

It was a question that haunted him with every release moment. For the kickoff time in this station, he desperately wanted to speak, to beg for salvation. He knew by breaking his secretiveness, he would let them know that he could communicate at all. It had served him well to just let them think he was nothing more than an animal, but now it might be working against him.

The swoon sound of metal rasp over metal made him wearily afford his one unspoilt eye. His blench yellow gaze fixated on a trough that had been thrust into his batting cage. The sight of pass salvation shifting in the basin only made him more mindful of how dry his pharynx was. The surge of substitute he felt was a inexorable reminder of just how much ascendance the humans had over him.

The indigence of his body demanded he drink and warily pushed himself off the ground with his four legs and strode towards it. It must be a trap, zero came from this seat without suffering but the temptation was far too cracking in his state. A foreign odor was taken in by his lancinating sense of smell as he approached, but it was shockingly pleasant.

His eye narrowed in suspicion, they must be enticing him to drink with such a aroma. His head hovered over the bowl as he tried to scrutinise the fluid as topper he could. The scent was so strong it made his creative thinker hazy with an unfamiliar desire. He could feel a passion edifice in his loins and his cut nous struggled to piece what could be the causal agent of such a sensation.

The thirstiness had won out and his natural language lapped at the liquid. His eye shooting spread out, it was warm against his spit when it scooped at the pith. A Solanum dulcamara smack burst over his pallet making him growl when it clung to his glossa. It was not water ; it was something so deeply intoxicating they must be drugging him.

He couldn't assistant but continue beverage stating both his thirstiness and the desire to try more of a delicious ambrosia. He held the stadium between his paw and devoured it until is unwritten muscle was rasping at the bottom of the bowl. He didn't care how lots it made it loins ache, it was too upright not too. Once he was certain that he licked up every in conclusion bead he was unsure what part he craved about when it was gone.

A sudden ejection of a visibility of a strange human womanhood flared on the wall in front of him. His eyes raked over her queerly pleasing looking curves and he lingered on those gelt birthing hip. His brows furrowed when he felt unsettling primeval urges burning in his loins towards her. Then it struck him in the chest of drawers like a hard punch and he looked down again at the bowl, oh no, they didn't, they couldn't have.



"Did you love how she tasted - Red Thirteen ?"Hojo asked watching in amusement as the monolithic creature was already scrambling from the arena with that large predatory oral cavity gaping in revulsion. He let a prospicient and loud yack watching such the animal cowering in the corner, the orange fur on his dorsum had raised up in warning signal.

Once his mirthfulness had diminished he narrowed his gaze on the savage one working eye. For the first-class honours degree time, he truly saw the dandy intellect it possessed while it processed what he had just drunk. He leaned in closer and formed a steeple with his fingers in front of his rima oris. A suspicion was forming over Red Thirteen, maybe he is not the stupid animal many have deemed him to be ?

This was not his firstly undertake the goad it into copulating with former humans and creatures before. Red was a very hardy creature with a troublesome sentiency of morality that struck him as far too human for something so primal looking.

This sentence, he had made progress, 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 penchant of her ? A seed of lustfulness had been implanted, all he needed to do now was breeding it. He leaned back in his death chair with a sigh and gave his spine a yearn stretch.

"Have one of the safety supersede the bowl a sassy one, we will leave it with Red Thirteen overnight."His command was rapidly complied with by some aide that he would never remember. His regard swept over to the cleaning lady he had bound up but already her figure was slipping from his memory, it was inconsequential to him.

They had to mute her cell once they had turned the vibrator up to max, the noises were just too distracting. He grinned in inscrutable expiation seeing her eyes almost rolled back into her head but he could sill pretend out half crescent rings of her exotic red-faced eyes. She was no longer just drooling from her bulwark anymore as a prissy midst puddle of spittle oozed out her parted lips.

"OH, and once they are done, have them unshackle the woman. Set her up with an intravenous as well, she must be quite dehydrated by now."Hojo rose up from his perch at the monitors, he had former pressing matters to hang to and could not turn too unhinge with this undertaking alone.



When Tifa awoke it happened with a deep groan, everything hurt and demanded her attention. With muzzy eye, she gazed up at the light of her cadre buzzing far too loudly. She had no idea what time it was as she struggled to sit the shoddy cot she had been provided.

Her body was bruised and her knees were a bright shade of red from being left knack over on the alloy base for so many hr. She looked at the cord buried into her arm and taped over leaving to a bag of authorize fluid. Her impudence immediately flushed recalling how much she had flowed for them that it required such a transfusion.

desperation clutched at her affectionateness when she finally had the moment to truly unconscious process that she had been transferred to an entirely dissimilar cadre. She had been separated from swarm and Barret, the last pull round member 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 commode. She winced at its cool embrace of her tail and relieved that pressure level urging at her hind door. She buried her font into her receptive palms at the humiliating sound of her pushing all that cum out. It seemed to be amplified to abhorrent level by the metal roll 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 delight being used like that tormented her. How badly she wished to recall the man 's look, so the next time she saw him, she would micturate him pay.

The tatty sound of nipper clicking at metal disrupts her thoughts and she rolls over half expecting to see some horror lurking her in the cubicle. The one-armed bandit had been left open, it was no larger than a handwriting width and she saw a pair of orange tree furred paws too with child for any dog. The sounds of it lapping up her fluids assaulted her ears.

It knocked the stadium aside and shoved its honker against the lowly opening night chuffing loudly and licking its slavering chops. Her philia raced seeing its thick knife stroking over its furred muzzle and for a legal brief moment, she actually debated pressing her sex up against that low window just to see what it would feel like.

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