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Tifa smiled as she finished putting away a bunch of glasses on their shelves underneath the bar table. It had been a long night working at 7th Heaven for her, since customers kept coming in even in the late hours of the evening. Business was doing well in 7th Heaven, so Tifa didn’t mind these late shifts. She heard the sound of the doors opening and immediately called out, “Sorry, we’re closed already! Come in later tonight!”
A soft alarm rang through her mind as she heard unfamiliar footsteps approach her. Maybe this is a couple of drunks in need of some sobering up? But even as Tifa thought that, she could feel something was wrong. Tifa stood up from under the bar and saw a pair of men in leather jackets and masks. They were both pale and rather burly, and the main thing differentiating them was that one was blond while the other one had red hair.
“Tifa Lockhart?” said one of them.
“That’s me. Can I help you?” replied Tifa. The other man spoke.
“You’re coming with us.” As soon as he said that, the two men went around the sides of the bar, putting Tifa in between them. She responded by walking over to the approaching blond man and threw a punch just as a sudden wave of nausea and fatigue washed over her. Instead of sending the man flying into the wall, her punch was caught easily in one of his hands.
What the hell?! What is this feeli- “GUUGH!!” A brutal punch to her bare stomach brought Tifa to her knees. She clutched her stomach with one hand while her other hand propped herself on the ground and kept her upright. Her body felt strangely weak and the ground seemed to spin under her.
“Uugh… “ What’s happening? They didn’t drug me with anything. Could this be a spell? Tifa looked up at the blond man in front of her to see if there was anything on him that could explain her sudden weakness. But when she did, all she saw was his boot coming at her face. “GAH!”
She yelped as a kick straight to her face knocked her down on the floor and on her back. In the brief moment that she was stunned from getting kicked and slammed into the floorboards, the man behind her quickly grabbed her arms and held them above her head. Tifa’s body was now unprotected, letting the blond man stomp down hard on her stomach.
“AAAHHHHH!!!”
Tifa’s head shot up as she screamed; her belly was now in excruciating pain after getting crushed under his heavy boot. The redhead let her arms go, letting her curl up and clutch her beaten belly. But she would have no respite as two meaty hands grabbed her head and pulled her up, forcing her to stand. The man holding her up took one of his hands off her head and used it to punch Tifa hard in the small of her back.
“AAGGHHH!!” Her body arched painfully as the redhead still held her in place. Then he suddenly let go of her and pushed her towards the blond man, and Tifa stumbled straight into a haymaker that hit her face.
“UUNNGGHH!!” The blow turned Tifa around and sent her stumbling back in the direction of the red-haired man. Somehow, she managed to stay on her feet despite getting rocked with blows in her nauseous state. But she was staggering in place, struggling to keep herself from falling as the world spun and the floor shifted beneath her. She saw the man in front of her rear back and throw an uppercut aimed right at her; she knew she had to do something, anything --
BAM!
Tifa’s eyes rolled up in her head as the punch landed squarely on her chin and knocked her off her feet. She fell backwards, straight into the waiting arms of the blond man. Spots of light flashed in her eyes and pain wracked her body as she slumped against the blond man’s chest.
What happened to me? All those punches hurt more than they should have... I’m feeling so weak… thought Tifa. Meanwhile, her two assailants shared a look and nodded at each other; it was time to finish this assignment. The blond shoved Tifa forward, and as she fell, the red-haired man closed in and caught Tifa with a brutal uppercut to her stomach.
“GUUHHH! uuuugghhh… ” Tifa’s now-limp body was folded on the man’s fist before he drew it back, and Tifa immediately collapsed face-down on the floor. She didn’t move.
“Heh, that weird materia that the boss gave us worked like a charm!” The redhead produced a sickly green materia from his pocket and held it up to his face, turning it around in his hand and watching it glow. He then looked at the defeated Tifa Lockhart, who was prone at his feet, and stepped on her head.
“augh…” At the sound of a soft groan from beneath them, the thugs’ eyes widened a little and they both looked down at Tifa. Smiles grew on both of their faces as the blond grabbed Tifa by the hair and peeled her off the floor. Tifa’s breaths were slow and heavy as her body tried to recover from the beating she took. Her eyes were shut tight and her pretty face was scrunched up, showing that she was in pain, and that she was still awake. “This one’s really a tough broad, huh? Real good thing we got that newly developed enfeeblement spell -- we never woulda stood a chance with her at full strength!”
The redhead cracked his knuckles as he went right up into Tifa’s face. “Since you’re so tough and all, that just means we can beat the hell out of you to our heart’s content!”
Please… no more… thought Tifa. But she could do nothing to stop further punishment from raining down on her. There was no one around to stop the thugs from going to town on the helpless Tifa Lockhart, thrashing her even after she had passed out.
---
“Scarlet, I told you they’d get the job done.”
“Hmph. Your plan actually worked. There’s a first for everything I suppose.”
Heidegger had a grin on his face while Scarlet had a satisfied smirk on hers as they stood in one of the Shinra Building elevators. They were both excited, yet outwardly silent as the elevator brought them down to a secret basement level. Heidegger’s thugs had brought them good news, and something - rather, someone - was waiting for them in the basement.
DING!
The two Shinra executives stepped through the now-open doors of the elevator and walked straight down a hallway. At the end of the hallway, Heidegger and Scarlet both went inside a spacious, well-lit room with wooden walls. The pleased looks on their faces grew further as their eyes took in the scene in the middle of the room.
Tifa Lockhart was there, chained to the ceiling with her arms over her head. She was still passed out; her head hung low to her chest as she stood in the center of the open floor. Her ankles were also cuffed to the ground to keep them from moving even when she woke up. There was no one else in the room but her and the two Shinra executives that had just walked in. Scarlet walked over to Tifa and Heidegger followed suit after closing and locking the door behind them.
WHAP!
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room. Tifa’s head was whipped to the side after a sharp slap from Scarlet, but she did not wake. A backhand then rocked her sleeping head to her other side, and then Scarlet grabbed Tifa’s jaw and made her face forward. Scarlet saw Tifa’s face twitch a little as she started to stir.
“Rise and shine, beautiful. It’s playtime… for us, that is.” The blonde planted a soft kiss on Tifa’s lips before stepping to the side, letting Heidegger lumber over to the space right in front of Tifa.
“uuughhh… “ A low moan came out of Tifa as her senses finally returned to her. Her eyes opened, and when her vision came into focus, she first saw a familiar, green buttoned-up coat. She looked up to see the smiling bearded face of Heidegger.
BAM!
“UNGHH!!” A heavy punch to Tifa’s face violently knocked her sideways; Tifa’s chains rattled as they held their captive up. She would’ve been flat on the ground if
it wasn’t for the chains. Instead, she was now hanging limply in them, stunned by the sheer force of the blow. There was nothing she could do as Heidegger unloaded a huge uppercut to her belly.
“UUAAGGHH!!” The chains rattled violently again as Tifa’s body bounced from the brutal gutpunch. Spit flew out of Tifa’s mouth and her eyes forcibly shut in pain, and now she was slightly doubled over in her bonds. Her body still hurt from the thugs’ beatdown, and getting smacked around by Heidegger wasn’t helping at all.
“I’ve been waiting for the day I’d pay you back ever since you almost killed us!” Heidegger smashed another uppercut into Tifa’s ribs. His smile grew much wider, and his pants grew a little tighter at the sound of Tifa screaming in pain once again. He wasted no time in bashing the captive woman’s other side with another heavy blow.
“KYAAAHHH!!!” Poor Tifa’s body was wracked all over with agony as Heidegger reduced her into his personal punching bag. The blows left her breathing heavily as she hung from the ceiling, forced into a place where she couldn’t protect herself nor curl up and hold her hurting body.
“Aw, does it hurt?” Heidegger said as he forced Tifa to look up at him again. “But we’re just getting started!”
“GGGUUUUUUNNGGHH!!”
After one more brutal belly punch, Tifa couldn’t take any more. Her pretty red eyes rolled up in her head as she went totally limp in her bonds, out cold once more. Her head hung to her chest while her arms remained overhead as she passed out standing up in her chains. Heidegger pulled out a keyring from his pocket and started uncuffing her. He freed her legs first, and then he caught her before she could fall to the ground after uncuffing her hands. Tifa’s figure was leaned against his body, and Heidegger immediately took this opportunity to grab at her ass and squeeze her plump cheeks. A smile and an erection both grew for Heidegger as he enjoyed groping the unconscious woman.
“Heidegger…” spoke Scarlet. Immediately, he stopped groping Tifa and started dragging her to a nearby wall. He held her up against it with one hand holding her by the collar, and then he used his other hand to slap Tifa awake.
“Rise and shine again, bitch.”
Tifa’s eyes fluttered open slowly. As she woke up, she felt a hand wrap around her throat and pull her whole body forward, then-
“UUNGHHK!” A jolt shot through Tifa’s body as Heidegger brutally slammed her back-first into the cold, wooden wall. She lashed out at Heidegger with both of her arms weakly, but her blows had no effect. Unfazed by Tifa’s struggles, Heidegger brought his other hand up, balled it into a fist, and punched her stomach hard.
“AAAGGGHH!!” Tifa screamed as her body was crushed between Heidegger’s fist and the wall.
“GAAAHHH!!”
“UUUUNGGHH!!”
Heidegger buried two more punches into Tifa’s vulnerable abs for good measure before letting go of her. She collapsed to the ground, breathless. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air, holding her stomach as she lay on the smooth floor. But Heidegger would give her no chance to rest as he flipped her onto her stomach, sat on her back and hooked her arms over his knees, and then grabbed at her chin with both hands. He pulled at her head, arching and stretching her back in an excruciating Camel Clutch.
“Nnnggghhhh… aaaaggghhhh… guuuhhhhh… ” Tifa could only make unintelligible noises in the torturous hold. Her groans egged Heidegger on, and he pulled Tifa’s head back even more.
“Keep making those sounds, doll! You’re turning me on! Ahahahahaha!”
“GAAAHHHH… AAAGGNNNHHH…” Poor Tifa’s moans of pain doubled as Heidegger stretched her to her limits. Her eyes were forced shut by the sensation of her neck and her spine reaching their breaking point… the agony worsened exponentially with every passing second, and soon, the battered Tifa Lockhart could take no more.
“uuunnhhh…” Tifa’s bright red eyes rolled up in her head yet again as her body shut down, having been overloaded with pain. Heidegger heard her low-pitched moan of defeat and correctly guessed that she was once again knocked out. He let go of Tifa, letting her listless figure drop unceremoniously onto the floor. Then he stood up and looked down on her prone figure, savoring the view of Tifa lying down beneath him. He could swear he saw her body twitch slightly, but thought nothing of it.
Damn, she really is one hell of a bombshell, thought Heidegger. After his eyes had had their fill, Heidegger bent down to reach for Tifa. He grabbed her head and pulled her still-unconscious form up to a vertical base, keeping her upright in front of him with his right hand holding her head. He then wrapped his left arm around her bare stomach, making sure that his hand felt her toned abdominal muscles under her flawless skin along the way, and with Tifa secured he took his right hand off her head to cup one of her breasts. But before his hand could get there, he heard Scarlet cough behind him.
“Keep your hands to yourself. Hold up your end of our deal, will you?”
Damn woman, keeping me from having my fun. “Fine,” huffed Heidegger. His right hand went down to his pocket instead to pull out a thin white packet. He brought it to his mouth to rip it open with his teeth, then held it right in front of Tifa’s cute nose. Heidegger passed the smelling salts back and forth in Tifa’s face until he heard a moan from her.
Wha… what happened? Everything hurts… feel so weak... Those thoughts ran through Tifa’s head as her consciousness came back to her. Her legs felt like jelly, but she was still standing because of a thick arm wrapped around her body and holding her uncomfortably close to Heidegger behind her. Her head and her whole body were both still wracked with much pain, and things seemed to double in her blurred vision.
Heidegger wasted no time grabbing her legs and adjusting his hold on her so that he could carry her horizontally in his arms. Even in her stupor, Tifa could feel her body get lifted high off the ground-- and then she felt herself falling quickly, crashing back down to earth-
“GAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHKK!!!”
An chilling, unnatural sound that could only be described as a half-scream, half-gasp erupted from Tifa as Heidegger slammed the small of her back right on top of his knee in a brutal backbreaker. Her eyes bulged wide open as agony exploded from her spine and quickly flooded her senses. Tifa was suffering; Heidegger decided to make it worse by pressing down on her chin and her legs to arch her body even further atop his knee.
“AAAAAAAHHHH… UUUUUNNNGGGGHHH...” moaned Tifa loudly. It was all she could do as Heidegger forced her to suffer in the backbreaker. The pain she felt grew exponentially, and it wasn’t long before it caused her body to shut down once more. Poor Tifa’s eyes rolled up in her head yet again, and after a few moments, Heidegger pushed her off his knee and dumped her on the floor like worthless trash. Tifa lay spread out on her back a foot away from Heidegger’s boots.
Heidegger walked over to Tifa as she lay unconscious yet again. Her eyes hadn’t shut, so he could clearly see the whites of her eyes while her face seemed to be frozen in a look of agony. “Come on, doll, you’re passing out too much on me! Can’t you hold on just a little?” He saw her body twitch visibly this time, as if in response.
“Huh, that’s weird.” Heidegger shrugged. He then planted a foot on her bare and abused stomach, then all his weight pressed down on it as he lifted his other foot off the ground and walked over Tifa. He saw her face scrunch up in pain as he did so, prompting him to once again to step and walk on her.
“Uuuugghh...” The sound of Tifa’s moan was enough for Heidegger to pick her up and off the floor and prepare to finish her off. Tifa wasn’t even fully awake; she was barely aware of her surroundings and was fading in and out of consciousness. She did feel Heidegger blast a punch into her gut and double her over, but she was too groggy to realize what was happening as he hooked her arms behind her and put her head between his thighs. And then all of a sudden, she felt herself drop, she felt another explosion of pain in her head as it hit the floor, and then she felt nothing anymore.
Heidegger stood up, looking down at poor Tifa Lockhart, flattened and knocked out by his vicious pedigree. He rolled her over on her back, letting her arms flop to her sides. Tifa was a mess; there was a line of drool down the side of her lips, and her body was twitching intermittently as she lay there. Before Heidegger could get down to Tifa’s badly-beaten body beneath him, he heard Scarlet speak.
“You can leave now, Heidegger.” Scarlet waved him away, and he huffed under his breath as he turned to walk out of the room. She waited for the door to close behind him, then strutted slowly towards Tifa as she lay defeated in the center of the room. A sinister, sensual smile formed on her face as she drank in the view of the beautiful Tifa Lockhart spread-eagled on her back and on the floor beneath her.
Scarlet then lay on her side right next to Tifa’s unconscious figure. She propped her head up with one hand and her gaze greedily traveled up and down Tifa’s body.
“Aren’t you just a wonder, sweet little Tifa?” purred Scarlet. Her other hand softly caressed the side of Tifa Lockhart’s gorgeous, sleeping features, then slid down her neck, and then over her ample bosom. She licked her lips as her hand glided atop Tifa’s breasts as she continued to drink up the sight of the beautiful, fallen woman lying before her. Her hand continued exploring Tifa’s body by sliding over to her toned abs; she ran her fingers and her palm in circles on the bare skin around Tifa’s navel.
“And how lucky I am now that you’re all mine…” A smile crept up slowly on Scarlet’s face as she moved much closer to Tifa, who lay destroyed beneath her, helpless to whatever would happen next...
Tifa smiled as she finished putting away a bunch of glasses on their shelves underneath the bar table. It had been a long night working at 7th Heaven for her, since customers kept coming in even in the late hours of the evening. Business was doing well in 7th Heaven, so Tifa didn’t mind these late shifts. She heard the sound of the doors opening and immediately called out, “Sorry, we’re closed already! Come in later tonight!”
A soft alarm rang through her mind as she heard unfamiliar footsteps approach her. Maybe this is a couple of drunks in need of some sobering up? But even as Tifa thought that, she could feel something was wrong. Tifa stood up from under the bar and saw a pair of men in leather jackets and masks. They were both pale and rather burly, and the main thing differentiating them was that one was blond while the other one had red hair.
“Tifa Lockhart?” said one of them.
“That’s me. Can I help you?” replied Tifa. The other man spoke.
“You’re coming with us.” As soon as he said that, the two men went around the sides of the bar, putting Tifa in between them. She responded by walking over to the approaching blond man and threw a punch just as a sudden wave of nausea and fatigue washed over her. Instead of sending the man flying into the wall, her punch was caught easily in one of his hands.
What the hell?! What is this feeli- “GUUGH!!” A brutal punch to her bare stomach brought Tifa to her knees. She clutched her stomach with one hand while her other hand propped herself on the ground and kept her upright. Her body felt strangely weak and the ground seemed to spin under her.
“Uugh… “ What’s happening? They didn’t drug me with anything. Could this be a spell? Tifa looked up at the blond man in front of her to see if there was anything on him that could explain her sudden weakness. But when she did, all she saw was his boot coming at her face. “GAH!”
She yelped as a kick straight to her face knocked her down on the floor and on her back. In the brief moment that she was stunned from getting kicked and slammed into the floorboards, the man behind her quickly grabbed her arms and held them above her head. Tifa’s body was now unprotected, letting the blond man stomp down hard on her stomach.
“AAAHHHHH!!!”
Tifa’s head shot up as she screamed; her belly was now in excruciating pain after getting crushed under his heavy boot. The redhead let her arms go, letting her curl up and clutch her beaten belly. But she would have no respite as two meaty hands grabbed her head and pulled her up, forcing her to stand. The man holding her up took one of his hands off her head and used it to punch Tifa hard in the small of her back.
“AAGGHHH!!” Her body arched painfully as the redhead still held her in place. Then he suddenly let go of her and pushed her towards the blond man, and Tifa stumbled straight into a haymaker that hit her face.
“UUNNGGHH!!” The blow turned Tifa around and sent her stumbling back in the direction of the red-haired man. Somehow, she managed to stay on her feet despite getting rocked with blows in her nauseous state. But she was staggering in place, struggling to keep herself from falling as the world spun and the floor shifted beneath her. She saw the man in front of her rear back and throw an uppercut aimed right at her; she knew she had to do something, anything --
BAM!
Tifa’s eyes rolled up in her head as the punch landed squarely on her chin and knocked her off her feet. She fell backwards, straight into the waiting arms of the blond man. Spots of light flashed in her eyes and pain wracked her body as she slumped against the blond man’s chest.
What happened to me? All those punches hurt more than they should have... I’m feeling so weak… thought Tifa. Meanwhile, her two assailants shared a look and nodded at each other; it was time to finish this assignment. The blond shoved Tifa forward, and as she fell, the red-haired man closed in and caught Tifa with a brutal uppercut to her stomach.
“GUUHHH! uuuugghhh… ” Tifa’s now-limp body was folded on the man’s fist before he drew it back, and Tifa immediately collapsed face-down on the floor. She didn’t move.
“Heh, that weird materia that the boss gave us worked like a charm!” The redhead produced a sickly green materia from his pocket and held it up to his face, turning it around in his hand and watching it glow. He then looked at the defeated Tifa Lockhart, who was prone at his feet, and stepped on her head.
“augh…” At the sound of a soft groan from beneath them, the thugs’ eyes widened a little and they both looked down at Tifa. Smiles grew on both of their faces as the blond grabbed Tifa by the hair and peeled her off the floor. Tifa’s breaths were slow and heavy as her body tried to recover from the beating she took. Her eyes were shut tight and her pretty face was scrunched up, showing that she was in pain, and that she was still awake. “This one’s really a tough broad, huh? Real good thing we got that newly developed enfeeblement spell -- we never woulda stood a chance with her at full strength!”
The redhead cracked his knuckles as he went right up into Tifa’s face. “Since you’re so tough and all, that just means we can beat the hell out of you to our heart’s content!”
Please… no more… thought Tifa. But she could do nothing to stop further punishment from raining down on her. There was no one around to stop the thugs from going to town on the helpless Tifa Lockhart, thrashing her even after she had passed out.
---
“Scarlet, I told you they’d get the job done.”
“Hmph. Your plan actually worked. There’s a first for everything I suppose.”
Heidegger had a grin on his face while Scarlet had a satisfied smirk on hers as they stood in one of the Shinra Building elevators. They were both excited, yet outwardly silent as the elevator brought them down to a secret basement level. Heidegger’s thugs had brought them good news, and something - rather, someone - was waiting for them in the basement.
DING!
The two Shinra executives stepped through the now-open doors of the elevator and walked straight down a hallway. At the end of the hallway, Heidegger and Scarlet both went inside a spacious, well-lit room with wooden walls. The pleased looks on their faces grew further as their eyes took in the scene in the middle of the room.
Tifa Lockhart was there, chained to the ceiling with her arms over her head. She was still passed out; her head hung low to her chest as she stood in the center of the open floor. Her ankles were also cuffed to the ground to keep them from moving even when she woke up. There was no one else in the room but her and the two Shinra executives that had just walked in. Scarlet walked over to Tifa and Heidegger followed suit after closing and locking the door behind them.
WHAP!
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the room. Tifa’s head was whipped to the side after a sharp slap from Scarlet, but she did not wake. A backhand then rocked her sleeping head to her other side, and then Scarlet grabbed Tifa’s jaw and made her face forward. Scarlet saw Tifa’s face twitch a little as she started to stir.
“Rise and shine, beautiful. It’s playtime… for us, that is.” The blonde planted a soft kiss on Tifa’s lips before stepping to the side, letting Heidegger lumber over to the space right in front of Tifa.
“uuughhh… “ A low moan came out of Tifa as her senses finally returned to her. Her eyes opened, and when her vision came into focus, she first saw a familiar, green buttoned-up coat. She looked up to see the smiling bearded face of Heidegger.
BAM!
“UNGHH!!” A heavy punch to Tifa’s face violently knocked her sideways; Tifa’s chains rattled as they held their captive up. She would’ve been flat on the ground if
it wasn’t for the chains. Instead, she was now hanging limply in them, stunned by the sheer force of the blow. There was nothing she could do as Heidegger unloaded a huge uppercut to her belly.
“UUAAGGHH!!” The chains rattled violently again as Tifa’s body bounced from the brutal gutpunch. Spit flew out of Tifa’s mouth and her eyes forcibly shut in pain, and now she was slightly doubled over in her bonds. Her body still hurt from the thugs’ beatdown, and getting smacked around by Heidegger wasn’t helping at all.
“I’ve been waiting for the day I’d pay you back ever since you almost killed us!” Heidegger smashed another uppercut into Tifa’s ribs. His smile grew much wider, and his pants grew a little tighter at the sound of Tifa screaming in pain once again. He wasted no time in bashing the captive woman’s other side with another heavy blow.
“KYAAAHHH!!!” Poor Tifa’s body was wracked all over with agony as Heidegger reduced her into his personal punching bag. The blows left her breathing heavily as she hung from the ceiling, forced into a place where she couldn’t protect herself nor curl up and hold her hurting body.
“Aw, does it hurt?” Heidegger said as he forced Tifa to look up at him again. “But we’re just getting started!”
“GGGUUUUUUNNGGHH!!”
After one more brutal belly punch, Tifa couldn’t take any more. Her pretty red eyes rolled up in her head as she went totally limp in her bonds, out cold once more. Her head hung to her chest while her arms remained overhead as she passed out standing up in her chains. Heidegger pulled out a keyring from his pocket and started uncuffing her. He freed her legs first, and then he caught her before she could fall to the ground after uncuffing her hands. Tifa’s figure was leaned against his body, and Heidegger immediately took this opportunity to grab at her ass and squeeze her plump cheeks. A smile and an erection both grew for Heidegger as he enjoyed groping the unconscious woman.
“Heidegger…” spoke Scarlet. Immediately, he stopped groping Tifa and started dragging her to a nearby wall. He held her up against it with one hand holding her by the collar, and then he used his other hand to slap Tifa awake.
“Rise and shine again, bitch.”
Tifa’s eyes fluttered open slowly. As she woke up, she felt a hand wrap around her throat and pull her whole body forward, then-
“UUNGHHK!” A jolt shot through Tifa’s body as Heidegger brutally slammed her back-first into the cold, wooden wall. She lashed out at Heidegger with both of her arms weakly, but her blows had no effect. Unfazed by Tifa’s struggles, Heidegger brought his other hand up, balled it into a fist, and punched her stomach hard.
“AAAGGGHH!!” Tifa screamed as her body was crushed between Heidegger’s fist and the wall.
“GAAAHHH!!”
“UUUUNGGHH!!”
Heidegger buried two more punches into Tifa’s vulnerable abs for good measure before letting go of her. She collapsed to the ground, breathless. Her chest heaved as she gasped for air, holding her stomach as she lay on the smooth floor. But Heidegger would give her no chance to rest as he flipped her onto her stomach, sat on her back and hooked her arms over his knees, and then grabbed at her chin with both hands. He pulled at her head, arching and stretching her back in an excruciating Camel Clutch.
“Nnnggghhhh… aaaaggghhhh… guuuhhhhh… ” Tifa could only make unintelligible noises in the torturous hold. Her groans egged Heidegger on, and he pulled Tifa’s head back even more.
“Keep making those sounds, doll! You’re turning me on! Ahahahahaha!”
“GAAAHHHH… AAAGGNNNHHH…” Poor Tifa’s moans of pain doubled as Heidegger stretched her to her limits. Her eyes were forced shut by the sensation of her neck and her spine reaching their breaking point… the agony worsened exponentially with every passing second, and soon, the battered Tifa Lockhart could take no more.
“uuunnhhh…” Tifa’s bright red eyes rolled up in her head yet again as her body shut down, having been overloaded with pain. Heidegger heard her low-pitched moan of defeat and correctly guessed that she was once again knocked out. He let go of Tifa, letting her listless figure drop unceremoniously onto the floor. Then he stood up and looked down on her prone figure, savoring the view of Tifa lying down beneath him. He could swear he saw her body twitch slightly, but thought nothing of it.
Damn, she really is one hell of a bombshell, thought Heidegger. After his eyes had had their fill, Heidegger bent down to reach for Tifa. He grabbed her head and pulled her still-unconscious form up to a vertical base, keeping her upright in front of him with his right hand holding her head. He then wrapped his left arm around her bare stomach, making sure that his hand felt her toned abdominal muscles under her flawless skin along the way, and with Tifa secured he took his right hand off her head to cup one of her breasts. But before his hand could get there, he heard Scarlet cough behind him.
“Keep your hands to yourself. Hold up your end of our deal, will you?”
Damn woman, keeping me from having my fun. “Fine,” huffed Heidegger. His right hand went down to his pocket instead to pull out a thin white packet. He brought it to his mouth to rip it open with his teeth, then held it right in front of Tifa’s cute nose. Heidegger passed the smelling salts back and forth in Tifa’s face until he heard a moan from her.
Wha… what happened? Everything hurts… feel so weak... Those thoughts ran through Tifa’s head as her consciousness came back to her. Her legs felt like jelly, but she was still standing because of a thick arm wrapped around her body and holding her uncomfortably close to Heidegger behind her. Her head and her whole body were both still wracked with much pain, and things seemed to double in her blurred vision.
Heidegger wasted no time grabbing her legs and adjusting his hold on her so that he could carry her horizontally in his arms. Even in her stupor, Tifa could feel her body get lifted high off the ground-- and then she felt herself falling quickly, crashing back down to earth-
“GAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHKK!!!”
An chilling, unnatural sound that could only be described as a half-scream, half-gasp erupted from Tifa as Heidegger slammed the small of her back right on top of his knee in a brutal backbreaker. Her eyes bulged wide open as agony exploded from her spine and quickly flooded her senses. Tifa was suffering; Heidegger decided to make it worse by pressing down on her chin and her legs to arch her body even further atop his knee.
“AAAAAAAHHHH… UUUUUNNNGGGGHHH...” moaned Tifa loudly. It was all she could do as Heidegger forced her to suffer in the backbreaker. The pain she felt grew exponentially, and it wasn’t long before it caused her body to shut down once more. Poor Tifa’s eyes rolled up in her head yet again, and after a few moments, Heidegger pushed her off his knee and dumped her on the floor like worthless trash. Tifa lay spread out on her back a foot away from Heidegger’s boots.
Heidegger walked over to Tifa as she lay unconscious yet again. Her eyes hadn’t shut, so he could clearly see the whites of her eyes while her face seemed to be frozen in a look of agony. “Come on, doll, you’re passing out too much on me! Can’t you hold on just a little?” He saw her body twitch visibly this time, as if in response.
“Huh, that’s weird.” Heidegger shrugged. He then planted a foot on her bare and abused stomach, then all his weight pressed down on it as he lifted his other foot off the ground and walked over Tifa. He saw her face scrunch up in pain as he did so, prompting him to once again to step and walk on her.
“Uuuugghh...” The sound of Tifa’s moan was enough for Heidegger to pick her up and off the floor and prepare to finish her off. Tifa wasn’t even fully awake; she was barely aware of her surroundings and was fading in and out of consciousness. She did feel Heidegger blast a punch into her gut and double her over, but she was too groggy to realize what was happening as he hooked her arms behind her and put her head between his thighs. And then all of a sudden, she felt herself drop, she felt another explosion of pain in her head as it hit the floor, and then she felt nothing anymore.
Heidegger stood up, looking down at poor Tifa Lockhart, flattened and knocked out by his vicious pedigree. He rolled her over on her back, letting her arms flop to her sides. Tifa was a mess; there was a line of drool down the side of her lips, and her body was twitching intermittently as she lay there. Before Heidegger could get down to Tifa’s badly-beaten body beneath him, he heard Scarlet speak.
“You can leave now, Heidegger.” Scarlet waved him away, and he huffed under his breath as he turned to walk out of the room. She waited for the door to close behind him, then strutted slowly towards Tifa as she lay defeated in the center of the room. A sinister, sensual smile formed on her face as she drank in the view of the beautiful Tifa Lockhart spread-eagled on her back and on the floor beneath her.
Scarlet then lay on her side right next to Tifa’s unconscious figure. She propped her head up with one hand and her gaze greedily traveled up and down Tifa’s body.
“Aren’t you just a wonder, sweet little Tifa?” purred Scarlet. Her other hand softly caressed the side of Tifa Lockhart’s gorgeous, sleeping features, then slid down her neck, and then over her ample bosom. She licked her lips as her hand glided atop Tifa’s breasts as she continued to drink up the sight of the beautiful, fallen woman lying before her. Her hand continued exploring Tifa’s body by sliding over to her toned abs; she ran her fingers and her palm in circles on the bare skin around Tifa’s navel.
“And how lucky I am now that you’re all mine…” A smile crept up slowly on Scarlet’s face as she moved much closer to Tifa, who lay destroyed beneath her, helpless to whatever would happen next...
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