Rox_My_Sox1
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Tifa Lockheart tried to get some form of sleep. She muffled a sigh through her thick gag. All of a sudden a lock of her thick and fluffy dark brown hair brushed against the side of her cheek which once again gave her an itch. She hated when this happened, she hated it so damn much. She strained to move her head to some how scratch the itch against her pillow but all the pillows on her bed had covers of thick fluffy ostrich feathers. In short, they were designed to cause her to itch and thus further her discomfort.
The fluffy ostrich feather rug that covered the bed she was manacled spread eagle to then caused a small itch to Tifa’s right side torso’s hip. This was the worst kind of itch she could get. She flexed against her bounds for several minutes. She tried to ignore the discomfort but both itches grew. After two hours she couldn’t bear it any longer. She couldn’t stand it, she couldn’t bear it! She had to FUCKING SCRATCH THESE DAMN ITCHES! She strained against her tight manacles, she bucked her waist, and she screamed through her gag. Eventually, this activated Tifa’s personal “attendants”. Seria and Suzuna slowly walked over as best as animatronics robots could and Seria started to stroke a Tifa’s soft, luscious, chestnut brown hair and while Suzuna merely stood by with a warm smile:
Seria: Oh, hush poopsy. Sshhhh….shhhhhhhhhhh…you mustn’t overwork yourself before your torture session. (Seria bent down slowly and gave Tifa a animatronics smooch on Tifa’s head)
Tifa couldn’t stand it any longer! She screamed through her gag and struggled! Three years in this hell! Three years since Cloud and her as well as all of their friends fought Sephiroth to allow holy to stop Meteor from destroying the world. That silver hair bastard used a spell he called, Dimension Shift and all of a sudden, Tifa wasn’t in the center of her own home planet fighting a demon, she was in a city.
Her appearance was not unnoticed and while this world that she was in was populated by humans like Tifa, it was not like her own world at all. While it had the same name as her world, its technological state was somewhat inferior to the tech state of her world. The humans here used fossil fuels but for a reason. Apparently Mako energy simply did not exist in this world. There was no “Lifestream” in the bowls of this planet and thus magic simply did not work. Tifa had discovered her own vast strength, speed, and stamina had been reduced as well. As soon as people called, “the police” tried to take her into custody; she realized she had to get back. She allowed herself to be brought in for questioning but that was incredibly and utterly foolish. Within a month she was transferred to a secret facility run by whatever government ran the country she had appeared in. She knew little more than the name of this country, “Japan”.
That was three years ago. She had tried telling them her story. They didn’t believe a word of it. She was brought to a facility bound to a medical gurney and gagged. It was there she met the one woman she wished to kill more than anyone else! Her name Suzuka and her speciality (as Tifa soon learned) was making female spies who threaten Japan’s security tell her everything they know. Suzuka was an elderly woman with wrinkles on her face and short black hair. She almost always wore a kimono and she scoffed at inflicting lasting bodily harm on her “patients”. Instead, she often used what Tifa had mentally dubbed “soft torture” which consisted of soft bondage and domination, slightly painful but not actually harmful medical bondage sessions, water wheel torture, unbearable tickle torture, and of course, utter humiliation! All of these where administered by Suzuka herself or one of her many Japanese female modeled animatronics servants (of which Seria and Suzuna were).
Ironically Tifa's animatronics tormentors were not very sophisticated. Their A.I. was primitive and as Suzuka noted they had to be pre-programmed for each specific patient per session. Their movements were stiff and they barely were able to walk but they were in fact effective at many things that their primitive technological status did not hamper them at all with. They could tickle torture a woman to complete and utter hysterics. In Tifa’s case, this was a major part of her hell. Tifa was unbelievably ticklish. He breasts, armpits, belly, and feet were incredibly ticklish, but worst above all, her torso was (to quote Suzuka) off the ticklish scale! Tickling was not the only thing the robots were good at. They could be very good dominatrix’s (each one was nearly as good as Suzuka herself). Once programmed, they would search for their current enslaved subject’s weaknesses and exploit them very well! Ironically they apparently were programmed to behave like Suzuka and had her tastes as well as her methods. For one thing, Suzuka had a standing rule. No rape whatsoever! Tifa thanked whatever god in heaven for this. Tifa was not a virgin (she and Cloud had made soft and wonderful love many times before and on their adventures) but Tifa couldn’t bear or stand the idea of rape. Ironically Suzuka’s methods were far more effective than any kind of anal or vaginal abuse. Suzuka or her robots would softly smooch Tifa’s vaginal area as well as a good deal of her body. The act of being forced semi-loved by female animatronics let alone another woman made Tifa burn with hate and seethe with fury. It was all in vain though, no matter who hard she struggled, she would never be able to break free. In fact, she was gagged most of time actually. It was lucky Tifa had the gag removed if only to be fed baby good and water (another humiliation she hated) by Suzuka herself. However, a new gag was always stuffed into her mouth and a thick cloth was always put between her lips after she had eaten. She had probably temporarily lost the ability to speak coherently as when she tried to curse at Suzuka during feeding time she could not form a sentence let alone a comprehensible word and her she was, bound to a bed, two itches turning to unbearable soft burns, and Suzuna was softly kissing Tifa’s torso and vaginal area as well as softly ssshhhiing her and blowing softly on her torso, hipes, and vaginal area, which caused a few more itches aside from those that had begun on her body after the first two. Seria was softly stroking Tifa’s hair and spoke to Tifa as a mother would speak to a infant:
Seria: Ooohhh, sshhhh…shhhhhh…you mustn’t struggle poopsy. We only want what’s best for you. (smooch).
Tifa: MMMMEEERRGGGG MMMMOOOOOORRRRR MMMMMMMUMMM MMMAAAA! MMMMMUUUKKKKKK MMMMMEEWWWW! MMMMMOOOO MMMMOOOODDD!
Suzuna: Sssshhhhh (smooch), shhh shhh shhh shhhhhh…rock-a-bye poopsy….(smooch)…bound on the rack…oh shhhh...(smooch)…when Suzuka comes you mustn’t fight back. (smooch)
Tifa (bucking her torso and struggling like never before): MMMRRRGGGGMMMEEERRRMMMOOO! MMMOOO! MMMMMMOOOOOO!
Just as Suzuna was moving up Tifa’s body towards her large breasts, Tifa’s bedroom (or dungeon as it actually was) opened and in walked Suzuka.
Coming next – Tifa’s Torment: Part 2! Tifa tells more of her three years under Suzuka’s care and endures a new torment, the rotating multi-ostrich feather brush torture rack!
The fluffy ostrich feather rug that covered the bed she was manacled spread eagle to then caused a small itch to Tifa’s right side torso’s hip. This was the worst kind of itch she could get. She flexed against her bounds for several minutes. She tried to ignore the discomfort but both itches grew. After two hours she couldn’t bear it any longer. She couldn’t stand it, she couldn’t bear it! She had to FUCKING SCRATCH THESE DAMN ITCHES! She strained against her tight manacles, she bucked her waist, and she screamed through her gag. Eventually, this activated Tifa’s personal “attendants”. Seria and Suzuna slowly walked over as best as animatronics robots could and Seria started to stroke a Tifa’s soft, luscious, chestnut brown hair and while Suzuna merely stood by with a warm smile:
Seria: Oh, hush poopsy. Sshhhh….shhhhhhhhhhh…you mustn’t overwork yourself before your torture session. (Seria bent down slowly and gave Tifa a animatronics smooch on Tifa’s head)
Tifa couldn’t stand it any longer! She screamed through her gag and struggled! Three years in this hell! Three years since Cloud and her as well as all of their friends fought Sephiroth to allow holy to stop Meteor from destroying the world. That silver hair bastard used a spell he called, Dimension Shift and all of a sudden, Tifa wasn’t in the center of her own home planet fighting a demon, she was in a city.
Her appearance was not unnoticed and while this world that she was in was populated by humans like Tifa, it was not like her own world at all. While it had the same name as her world, its technological state was somewhat inferior to the tech state of her world. The humans here used fossil fuels but for a reason. Apparently Mako energy simply did not exist in this world. There was no “Lifestream” in the bowls of this planet and thus magic simply did not work. Tifa had discovered her own vast strength, speed, and stamina had been reduced as well. As soon as people called, “the police” tried to take her into custody; she realized she had to get back. She allowed herself to be brought in for questioning but that was incredibly and utterly foolish. Within a month she was transferred to a secret facility run by whatever government ran the country she had appeared in. She knew little more than the name of this country, “Japan”.
That was three years ago. She had tried telling them her story. They didn’t believe a word of it. She was brought to a facility bound to a medical gurney and gagged. It was there she met the one woman she wished to kill more than anyone else! Her name Suzuka and her speciality (as Tifa soon learned) was making female spies who threaten Japan’s security tell her everything they know. Suzuka was an elderly woman with wrinkles on her face and short black hair. She almost always wore a kimono and she scoffed at inflicting lasting bodily harm on her “patients”. Instead, she often used what Tifa had mentally dubbed “soft torture” which consisted of soft bondage and domination, slightly painful but not actually harmful medical bondage sessions, water wheel torture, unbearable tickle torture, and of course, utter humiliation! All of these where administered by Suzuka herself or one of her many Japanese female modeled animatronics servants (of which Seria and Suzuna were).
Ironically Tifa's animatronics tormentors were not very sophisticated. Their A.I. was primitive and as Suzuka noted they had to be pre-programmed for each specific patient per session. Their movements were stiff and they barely were able to walk but they were in fact effective at many things that their primitive technological status did not hamper them at all with. They could tickle torture a woman to complete and utter hysterics. In Tifa’s case, this was a major part of her hell. Tifa was unbelievably ticklish. He breasts, armpits, belly, and feet were incredibly ticklish, but worst above all, her torso was (to quote Suzuka) off the ticklish scale! Tickling was not the only thing the robots were good at. They could be very good dominatrix’s (each one was nearly as good as Suzuka herself). Once programmed, they would search for their current enslaved subject’s weaknesses and exploit them very well! Ironically they apparently were programmed to behave like Suzuka and had her tastes as well as her methods. For one thing, Suzuka had a standing rule. No rape whatsoever! Tifa thanked whatever god in heaven for this. Tifa was not a virgin (she and Cloud had made soft and wonderful love many times before and on their adventures) but Tifa couldn’t bear or stand the idea of rape. Ironically Suzuka’s methods were far more effective than any kind of anal or vaginal abuse. Suzuka or her robots would softly smooch Tifa’s vaginal area as well as a good deal of her body. The act of being forced semi-loved by female animatronics let alone another woman made Tifa burn with hate and seethe with fury. It was all in vain though, no matter who hard she struggled, she would never be able to break free. In fact, she was gagged most of time actually. It was lucky Tifa had the gag removed if only to be fed baby good and water (another humiliation she hated) by Suzuka herself. However, a new gag was always stuffed into her mouth and a thick cloth was always put between her lips after she had eaten. She had probably temporarily lost the ability to speak coherently as when she tried to curse at Suzuka during feeding time she could not form a sentence let alone a comprehensible word and her she was, bound to a bed, two itches turning to unbearable soft burns, and Suzuna was softly kissing Tifa’s torso and vaginal area as well as softly ssshhhiing her and blowing softly on her torso, hipes, and vaginal area, which caused a few more itches aside from those that had begun on her body after the first two. Seria was softly stroking Tifa’s hair and spoke to Tifa as a mother would speak to a infant:
Seria: Ooohhh, sshhhh…shhhhhh…you mustn’t struggle poopsy. We only want what’s best for you. (smooch).
Tifa: MMMMEEERRGGGG MMMMOOOOOORRRRR MMMMMMMUMMM MMMAAAA! MMMMMUUUKKKKKK MMMMMEEWWWW! MMMMMOOOO MMMMOOOODDD!
Suzuna: Sssshhhhh (smooch), shhh shhh shhh shhhhhh…rock-a-bye poopsy….(smooch)…bound on the rack…oh shhhh...(smooch)…when Suzuka comes you mustn’t fight back. (smooch)
Tifa (bucking her torso and struggling like never before): MMMRRRGGGGMMMEEERRRMMMOOO! MMMOOO! MMMMMMOOOOOO!
Just as Suzuna was moving up Tifa’s body towards her large breasts, Tifa’s bedroom (or dungeon as it actually was) opened and in walked Suzuka.
Coming next – Tifa’s Torment: Part 2! Tifa tells more of her three years under Suzuka’s care and endures a new torment, the rotating multi-ostrich feather brush torture rack!
