Breaking Lockhart Pt. 3

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Breaking Lockhart
Part 3

Synopsis: Tifa attempts escape from Don Corneo's mansion, but is caught by the chocobo master.

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Tifa Lockhart shivered in the cold dead of the night, naked on the floor of her tiny 'room.' As was custom when she was permitted to rest, her hands were cuffed to her elbows behind her back, leaving her bare breasts pushed forwards and exposed.

Tonight she wasn't trying to sleep however. She looked blankly at her dog bowl on the floor, dimly illuminated by the moonlight from her barred window. She stared at the word 'TITBAGS' printed on the side of it. Her nickname. She sniffled despondently, and longed for the flimsy t-shirt they used to let her wear.

She had been captured and abused for nearly a month now, a fucktoy for the Don and his men. About a week ago, an angry Don Corneo had punished her severely, focusing exclusively on beating and strapping her hefty breasts. Even now, they still bore some faded bruises and light welts. The Don's henchmen, motivated by the sight, would often slap them or pinch her nipples, making them slow to heal.

She waited quietly in the darkness, thinking. Barrett, Jessie, and the others hadn't rescued her and Cloud, which meant they either couldn't come up with a way to do it or were killed trying. And after her brutal punishment at the hands of Corneo, she decided she couldn't afford to wait anymore. She had to try and escape, before Corneo ended up killing her and Cloud. She had hoped that by complying with the Don he would spare them, but by the looks of Cloud the last she saw him he was being slowly starved and beaten to death, and Tifa honestly didn't know how much more abuse she herself could take. She had to try to escape, and hoped she could find Cloud before they killed him in retribution.

As she waited quietly in dim darkness, she heard the expected sound of keys jingling outside her door. The guard to her 'room' almost always would visit her at night, when the rest of the Don's men were asleep. He liked to have her to himself privately without others participating, indifferent that he was cutting into her precious scant hours of rest. She swallowed nervously, steeling herself.

The door quietly creaked open, and the dirty thug stood in the doorway, squinting.

"Wake up whore. I want some of that pussy." He closed the door behind him, locking it and putting the key back in his pocket. "Be a good girl or I report to the Don."

Tifa didn't say anything, but submissively sat back on her ass, her hands still cuffed to her elbows behind her. She slowly spread her legs, lewdly exposing her womanhood to the lecherous man. She felt her cheeks darken in embarrassment, but held the position.

The man leered at her bare pussy as he approached, grinning.

"Oh, that's good. You like when I come to play with you, don't you bitch?" He knelt down in front of her, and Tifa acted. She twisted sideways and kicked out with her bare foot, catching the startled guard right in the side of the head. He tried to stand, stumbling into the wall, and before he could cry out Tifa had jumped up and delivered a second kick to his head. He crumpled, unconscious.

Scrambling over his unmoving body, Tifa bit down on his pants' pocket. Not having the use of her hands, she yanked with her teeth like an animal and managed to rip the fabric open. She took the revealed key into her mouth, and spent the next 5 minutes awkwardly and desperately trying to get the key into the keyhole using only her mouth, often glancing at the unconscious man in paranoia.

Finally she got the key in, and turned it with her teeth. She got her knee up onto the door handle and pushed down, and felt a surge of relief as the door swung open. She darted out of the room.

Carefully glancing around corners, Tifa quietly made her way through the halls of Don Corneo's mansion. Even at night there were henchmen on patrol. Eventually she came to a hall where she could not pass without being seen. Eyes darting about, she backtracked and tried another route.

She awkwardly raised a leg and operated another door handle with her knee, her pouting labia shyly peeking out as she balanced on one foot. Stepping through the doorway she found herself in a chocobo stable. The smell of the large rideable birds filled her nostrils.

*Click!*

Tifa turned slowly to the sound of the noise. The barrel of a shotgun was inches from her belly.

Apparently the Don's Stable Master was checking on a newly born purebred racing chocobo that wasn't in the best of health. He had been staying all night to monitor the creature, when Tifa had waltzed right in.

"Who the fuck are you?" the man said gruffly, and he slowly smirked, taking in the sight of her gorgeous naked body.

Tifa stared at the shotgun, weighing her options. Her hands were still cuffed behind her, severely limiting her fighting ability. She might be able to take him out, but it wasn't guaranteed. He very well might just blow a hole in her stomach. And even if she did avoid that, he could make a lot of noise and attract unwanted attention.

"Who the fuck are you?" the grizzled man repeated. Tifa made a decision. She would appeal to him for help.

"I...sir, please. My name is Tifa. I'm being held here against my will. Please...please, will you help me escape? I'm begging you." Tifa's soft expressive eyes pleaded with the man, and he almost felt sorry for her. Almost.

"That depends." he replied slowly, not lowering the gun. "What can you offer me that is worth the risk of getting on the bad side of my generous employer?"

"I...well, I can pay you. Once I'm free I mean."

The man laughed. "Not interested. Corneo pays handsomely as it is. What else can you do?"

Tifa flushed. She knew what he was getting at. Standing stark naked in front of him, it wasn't any surprise.

"You could...well, you could...touch my breasts." she said quietly, looking down nervously.

The man shook his head. "Do you realize what I could do for you? I could get you some clothes, stick you on top of one of these birds, and take you for a late night chocobo ride out those big doors to freedom. I'm your ticket out of here." He paused. "So what's that worth to you?"

"...What do you want?" she asked warily.

The Stable Master grinned. "I'll show you. First, let's get those cuffs cut off of you." He lowered his gun slightly and nodded to the far side of the stable behind her where a workbench was.

Tifa briefly hesitated, but turned to look where he indicated. He slammed the butt of the shotgun into the back of her head.

She was out cold.

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After knocking her unconscious, the Stable Master had indeed used a band saw to cut her cuffs off. Only he had then placed her into the large stocks in the center of the stable, a gift from the Don. Corneo liked to occasionally have some of his girls put on a little 'chocobo show.'

With the sensuously shaped Tifa hanging limply in the stocks, he muscled in the asshook. The fat balled hook barely slipped past her tight anal ring, making Tifa moan quietly in her unconsciousness. He pulled the rope from the hook towards her head in the stocks, which had the effect of pulling her to her feet, albeit bent 90 degrees with an arched back. He tied the rope off to an eyebolt in the stocks and tightened it, deepening the arch, her ass high.

Tifa shuddered a little and her face twitched, but remained knocked out.

With the bitch's heavy tits dangling to the floor, the Stable Master worked two of his fingers slathered with a slippery lube into her cunt. The lube was mixed with female chocobo pheromones. The chocobos had been trained to fuck the girls in the stocks, but the scented pheromones helped to get things moving in the right direction.

It was time. He pressed record, and led out the first chocobo.

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"...hungGHHH!! AHH GODDDDD!!"
Tifa was brought to consciousness by the sensation of a massive scaly chocobo cock being unceremoniously shoved into her tight unsuspecting cunt. Breath hitching loudly she jerked violently, but found she couldn't move much.

Her ass burned, the fat asshook arching her back and keeping her on her feet. Worse, her cunt felt like it was being split apart. Was she in stocks?

"Ngh! Owww! What -"

The massive bird pulled back excitedly, and lunged forward again. About half of its monstrous length disappeared into her hot spasming pussy, the narrow tube unnaturally stretching to accommodate its bestial guest.

"GNH!!" Tifa immediately fell into pain-wracked sobs, the sensations too intense. She writhed as much as she could, and nearly passed out when the chocobo pulled back for a third thrust. Then a fourth. Then a fifth.

Getting into a rhythm, the big dumb beast started to pound her like a ragdoll.

"Ungh! Ugh! Ungh! Ungh!! Godddd!! Ungh!!"

"Enjoying yourself, fuckslut?" The leering Stable Master called out to her, and she turned her head in the stocks to look at him.

"UngH! Ah! Get this thing - Ngh! - off of - Ow! Oww! - m-me you sick - UgH!! - freak! UNGH!"

The nearly mindless bird started shooting a near constant stream of watery pre-cum into her ravished sex, and it dripped from between her legs to the dirty floor below. Still, it showed no signs of slowing down, throwing its considerable weight into each punishing thrust.

"Ohhh! Ungh! Ow!!! Ahh!!"

The Stable Master smiled mockingly. "Get him off of you? But my dear, surely you wouldn't be so cruel as to not let him finish?"

"F-fuck you! UgnH!!"

The loud, lewd noises of the coupling filled the stable. Tifa was sure her pussy was never going to be the same. The beast's cock was so fat it made her pussy ache horribly, and it was so long it bottomed out against her cervix every time, the hard end punching her womb to devastating effect.

Thanks to the lube the Stable Master used, her cunt was at least able to attempt to cope with the intense insertion. Her soft sexlips stretched thinly into a large O shape, sliding wetly down the leathery scaled chocobo cock. Those scales were wreaking havoc on her as they rubbed and abraded at her sensitive walls, especially her g-spot. Tifa's thighs shook and quivered. If it weren't for the asshook tied to the stocks, she would have fallen to her knees.

As it was, all she could do was take it. Her hefty milkers swayed and bounced heavily as they dangled beneath her, each thrust into her reflected in their lewd flopping.

"Ah! Ahh! ngh! Ungh! P-Please! Please! Ugh! Please - ugh! - stop this! I - ngh! - I c-can't- ngh! I c-can't- AH!"

Her wanton pussy clenched around the punishing cock, half out of pain, half out of an instinct to milk the spunk from it. Somehow, being stretched and filled so much satisfied some carnal base need of hers, even if she would never admit it. Each lunge into her clenching fuckpipe had so much resistance that her heels left the ground, the skewered girl rising up and down onto the balls of her feet. Tears of humiliation added to those of pain, and she hung her head miserably.

"I'll tell you what" the Stable Master chortled. "I'll put a stop to this, and even help you escape. But you have to agree to take chocobo cock up the ass first." He enjoyed making sluts debase themselves.

"Wh-what? You - agh! - you c-can't be - ow! - serious!" she moaned.

The man simply raised an eyebrow. "Up to you. That or I go get the Don right now."

"No! No!" Tifa panicked. If she went back to the Don after trying to escape who knew what would happen. They might even kill Cloud. "I'll do it. Please, I'll - ungh! - I'll do it!"

"Wonderful." the Stable Master grinned. "The next chocobo is going straight in that heart shaped ass then. What, you didn't I meant this bird, did you?"

Tears of frustration rolled down her face as for the next 10 minutes the Stable Master let the chocobo finish using her overstuffed sextube. The constant flooding of pre-cum was increasing, and with a cry the beast slammed into her once, twice more, the fat tip wedging into her cervix, pressing her womb semi-flat in her body.

"AHHH! GODDD!" She wriggled and writhed in the stocks, rising up onto the balls of her feet.

He held himself there, nearly three quarters of his cock somehow buried into her, and the severe arch in her back deepened even further. For a moment she feared her spine snapping. Then he unleashed a massive load. It was at least two quarts of cum, and it blasted into her sealed womb. With no where to go, the cum quickly pressurized and Tifa felt her womb swelling like a water balloon.

"Ahhh!!!!! UNGHGH!!"

"Good boy" the Stable Master patted the chocobo affectionately, and ruffled its feathers. "You know, they say those rare golden chocobos are the product of a chocobo breeding a woman. It's just a myth, but I'm rather partial to it."

Tifa just wept brokenly. "Please take him out. *gasp* It really hurts, there's so much p-pressure inside! Please!"

"Pressure? Where, here?" He pushed cruelly on her lower stomach, pressing his fingertips into her cum-brimming womb. Somehow it didn't burst.

"Ow!! Y-yes! Please take him out!"

"Hmm. Fine. I'm anxious to see your ass perform anyway."

Taking the lead line, he backs the chocobo up and leads him back to his stall. As soon as the inhumanly large cock pulls free, white cum gushes from Tifa's drenched marinated womb. Her desecrated pussy gaped pink and winked closed partially in a sexual PTSD, the shuddering woman feeling completely degraded. She tried to wrap her mind around what had happened. She had just been bred with an animal.

He didn't give her any time to cope with her thoughts. Leading in a huge majestic white chocobo, the Stable Master then roughly yanked the asshook from her tiny sphincter. The fat steel ball popped out abruptly.

"Ow!" Her ass throbbed. "Can't I rest a little first? Please?"

*Spank!* *Spank!*
"Ouch!"

Watching her asscheeks jiggle put a smile on his face, so he spanked her again for kicks. He pulled her cheeks apart and she flushed in embarrassment. It was cute how after all that's been done to her she still got embarrassed. Her asshole was a little red from the asshook. That hook was nothing compared to what was coming its way now.

He again used the pheromone lube on her, this time squirting the bottle directly into her tight ass. She squirmed as she felt the cold liquid flow into her, and could hear the chocobo sniffing the air. Then her heart dropped when she heard the beast step behind her, and felt something poke at her asscheek.

"Oh God..." she said quietly, her eyes closing in dread. This was going to hurt.

She couldn't see behind her, but the white chocobo's cock was nearly one and a half times the length of the last chocobo's, and a bit wider.

"Go on, boy. Breed her."

Hearing the trained command, the huge beast began to press it's rock hard cock to her pussy. Hating the Stable Master, Tifa quickly shifted her hips to align him with her asshole instead. The tiny hole refused entry to such a gargantuan pole, valiantly only opening up slightly. Tifa moaned as the Chocobo pressed more insistently.

Pressing harder and harder, Tifa rose up onto her toes again, her ass slowly, painfully, widening around the fist sized slightly tapered cockhead.

"Oww oww oww owww! Goddd!!" she whined "It's too big! OWW! God it won't fit! Please!"

"You agreed to this whore. You want freedom, this is what you have to do."

"Ahh!! Godd!!!"

The white chocobo grew impatient, and shifted to get better leverage. Letting out a huff, it lunged powerfully, and Tifa's besieged lubed up ass finally gave in. The entire girth of the cockhead slipped past the tight anal ring, and slid in a good 3 inches. With each inch her ass swallowed Tifa shook and shuddered, biting her lip hard with her eyes squeezed shut.

"Ungh!!! OWwww!!!"

3 inches was nothing.

The chocobo excitedly pressed further, and another 3 inches sank in. And again. And again.

Tifa felt like four summer sausages were snaking up into her butt, which wasn't that far from the truth. Her breath hitched loudly as the Chocobo pulled back 2 inches, then slammed in another 5. Spittle flew from her gasping mouth.

*Gasp* "UNGH!!! OWWWGODDDD IT HURTS!! NGHH!!!"

With no cervix to get in the way, the chocobo was free to shove as much of its huge cock into Tifa as it wanted. And it wanted to shove it all in.

Getting into a rhythm, the slow slapping sound of a deep fucking filled the air. Tifa grunted loudly with each brutal penetration into her sore ass. It was so, so deep inside. Its cock was 1.5 times as long as the last, and each time it thrust a little more cock was fed into her overstuffed butt.

"AhHGH!! UNGGH! GNGH!!"
After a minute or two it was nearly hilted inside of her, the brutal dong making a visible traveling bulge in her flat stomach.

"Hrugh! AngH! Ughh! Gahh!!" Tifa grunted deeply, each complete thrust now slamming her ass against the hips of the stupid bird beast. It lowered its head over the stocks near hers and she could hear its deep animalistic breathing, and she felt utterly dominated.

All chocobos would leak a large amount of pre-cum, and this one was no exception. Tifa felt a watery wetness flowing into her as the chocobo did its best to rearrange her insides. Gasping and sobbing, she shook like a leaf as the rough, scaly cock reamed her aching butt, flooding it with its mating juices.

"Ungh! Ugh! AgH! It's g-going - Ngh! - to k-kill - Agh!! - me!!!!"

Her asstube was on fire, on the cusp of ripping. The pre-cum inside her was accumulating quickly and soon her tortured ass began to leak around the meat filling it. The Chocobo slammed into her again and stilled, and the first real load of thick cum erupted into her. There was so much of it flowing into her, and it ran from the nearly splitting hole in small rivulets down over her still partially agape pussy, to drip lewdly to the floor below.

While Tifa was busy coping with having an impromptu cum enema, the Stable Master went to the small fridge in the back. He kept breeding samples of chocobo cum, for use on female chocobos when breeding wasn't taking. He took out a few samples and poured them into two tall glasses.

"Ungh! ugh! There's - Ungh! - m-more?! ugh! ugh!" Tifa grunted incredulously as the breeding continued, the still hard beast immediately resuming pounding her soaked insides after cumming, only even faster. She then felt her head being jerked back by her hair. She stared up at the cold face of the Stable Master.

"When he cums again, you're going to drink this. Understand? It's not optional, if you want my help."

She looked at the two glasses and realized immediately it wasn't milk. Her breath caught in her throat at a particularly hard thrust, and she just nodded her grimacing face sorrowfully. She'd do whatever it took to get out of this place.

He continued to hold her head wrenched back by the hair, waiting for the white chocobo to start cumming. While he waited he tightened his grip savagely, bringing fresh gasps of pain to her lips while staring into her red eyes.

Eventually the bird let out a huff and slammed into Tifa's impaled ass with 3 strong strokes, then held still, hilted. He acted fast, and brought the glass to her lips, tilting it up and flooding her mouth with Chocobo spunk.

"Drink you disgusting slut."

Fresh tears ran down her cheeks as Tifa felt hot chocobo cum gushing into the deepest parts of her bowels like a firehose, while simultaneously barely choking down gulp after gulp of ice cold chocobo cum. He wouldn't let her breathe, pinching her nose and pouring more and more, her throat working to swallow it all down. If he didn't stop soon, she was going to throw up.

Meanwhile, her ass was filling at an alarming rate. The massive cock erupted and just wouldn't stop, rope after thick rope of fresh cum inundating her bowels like a flood. She was already pretty full from the first gargantuan load, so the pressure quickly built up. She gurgled miserably as she felt something give way, and cum flooded from her bowels into her stomach. She gulped again, and her stomach ached as it was filled from both ends, swelling with cum.

With the chocobo holding still, still hilted in her ass but no longer cumming, he removed the glass from her lips. She gasped in a wet breath.

*Gasp* *cough.* "W-wai-" *Gurgle*

He immediately brought the second glass to her lips, drowning her protest, still pinching her nose. She gulped and gulped desperately, her lungs burning. She didn't want to drown in cum. Her stomach ached as it swelled with even more bitter spunk from this second glass.

After what seemed like an eternity, she finally drank it all. Tifa gasped and retched, and thought she was going to be sick.

"Throw up and we start over." The Stable Master said, and her eyes widened. Heaving and rasping, she somehow managed to not vomit. She felt miserable.

"P-please. Th-that's enough, right?" she said weakly, her head hanging in shame, not even meeting his eyes. "I d-did what you w-wanted. P-please help me e-escape." her lips glistened wetly with cum, and her ass ached, still impaled on an ungodly amount of slowly softening cockmeat.

The Stable Master took out his phone and made a call. "Sorry to wake you Don. Yes Sir, it's important. I've found something you lost."

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"I'm glad you're back, Titbags."

"Mmhphhghh!!..." Tifa Lockhart moaned miserably into her ball gag. She didn't know she could feel this much pain.

Don Corneo was absolutely livid with her for attempting to escape. He had ordered her cleaned up and brought to him immediately, and wasted no time beginning her well-deserved punishment. He didn't care how exhausted she was from her time with the Stable Master.

Tifa was currently gagged and blindfolded, and hung suspended from the ceiling. Her wrists were cuffed behind her back to her elbows, and rope ran from around her shoulders to an eyebolt in the ceiling, then back down to an asshook embedded in her heart shaped ass. Her stuffed butt was supporting half of her weight, and her legs were doubled up, ankles strapped to her thighs.

Corneo flicked the bullwhip with his wrist.

*Crack!*

"MMPHMHM!!!!" Tifa writhed in the air as the whip kissed her between her legs. Her pussy instantly lit up like it had been set on fire, her thighs shaking uncontrollably.

*Crack!* *Crack!*

"MHMMH!!!!" she sobbed brokenly into her gag, the blindfold robbing her of the ability to even see the strikes coming. Corneo put the whip down.

"How are those fat udders of yours? Comfortable?"

Tifa couldn't answer him, but her breasts were throbbing horribly. The Don had individually tied the base of each of her breasts with thin rope. He cinched the rope so ghastly tight that her mushroomed darkening tits bulged obscenely, and her pink slut tips were pointed and hard from the terrible internal pressure. A D-ring hung from each short end of the ropes.

Not content, he further punished her fuckbags by hanging heavy weights from those D-rings. Tifa now had about 20 pounds hanging from each dangling strangled breast, the sore globes pulled from her chest like balls. The weights clanked together below her.

"I think they can take some more weight. Fat mammaries like these were made to take some serious punishment, don't you think?" Ignoring her muffled tearful reply, he attached another 10 pound weight to each tit, bringing the total to 30 pounds each. The very roots of her breasts strained, the tremendous pull making Tifa wheeze pitifully as the pounding soreness increased.

*Crack!* *Crack!* *Crack!*

Her broken muted sobs quietly filled the air as he whipped her cunt some more. How dare she fucking try to escape? She didn't realize how good she had it before, now...now he was going to make her really suffer. He pulled the whip back and swung as hard as he could, furious.

*CRAAACK!*
"MMMHHNNGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Tifa shook violently and started pissing herself as the whip split her delicate cuntlips and delivered its devastating lash to her clit. Annoyed at this, Corneo lashed her again.

*CRACK!*

Tifa was hysterical in her bondage, and wiggled and writhed as much as she could. Her form simply swayed too in fro in the air gently.

"How fucking DARE you try to escape." He said for the 20th time. Turning his attention back to her suffering bosom, he opened a case of steel needles and knelt down. Roughly grabbing one of the strangled and maltreated boobs, he instantly shoves the 3 inch long needle directly through her nipple into the breastflesh below.

Fresh muffled screams met his ears, and he smiled. So the bitch liked that, did she? Then he'd help her savor it. Taking another needle, he slowly this time drove all three sharp inches of steel into her other nipple, impaling her generous breastflesh through the so-sensitive tit-tip.

Each heartless half inch that entered her tender milkbag produced a corresponding new tear that dripped from around her soaked blindfold. Slowly he worked, stopping the insertion to pull on the heavy weights then resuming, drawing out the process and making the poor buxom slut sob heavily.

She blubbered and tried unsuccessfully to beg through her ball gag, but it wouldn't have done her any good even if Corneo could understand her. Finally both her fat tits were skewered all the way to their centers.

Aroused at her pain, he picked up his whip again.

*CRACK!* * CRACK!* *CRACK!*
"MMMNNGGGH!!!! MGGGNGG!!! MGNGHG!!!!!"

After three more powerful cracks of the whip into her defenseless cunt, he decided her fuckflaps were blushing sufficiently. He takes a toothed clamp and snaps it onto her welted clit, and Tifa's eyes bulged as she spasmed and quaked in misery. He opened his pants, freeing his hard on, and unceremoniously shoved it into her pain-wracked womanhood. Gripping her hips so hard he bruised her alabaster skin, he started his punishing fuck.

Tifa swung back and forth as he pounded her, her weight still supported by ropes to her shoulders and asshook. Her ass burned, but it was her pendulous weight-adorned titbags that really captivated her attention. With each uncaring thrust into her whipped and clit-clamped cunt the heavy weights tugging down on her dangling boobs swung and jumped, yanking on the abused breastflesh with savage effect.

He fucked long and hard, trying to make it hurt as much as possible. As he shot his load into her he reached around and grabbed her throttled and needle impaled funbags, squeezing his fingers into them as hard as he could. She whimpered pathetically.

Pulling out, he walked around and wiped his cock in her hair, as he liked to do. He sneered down at her.

"Do you remember what I told you I'd do if you disobeyed me? If you tried to escape?"

Tifa's heart dropped. She cried harder into her blindfold. She did remember.

Don Corneo suddenly ripped her blindfold off. She raised her head and squinted in the light, then her wet eyes widened in horror. A beaten Cloud was sitting, gagged and tied to a chair, not 10 feet in front of her. One of Don Corneo's henchmen had a gun to his head.

His eyes held hers captive. She'd never seen his eyes look like that. They were soft, full of both tenderness and regret. Almost as if to tell her he was sorry.

The Don nodded, and there was a loud bang.

Red. So much red.

Tifa's eyes widened in despair and denial as she watched Cloud's brains get blown out. She stared, the world in slow motion, out of tears to cry.

She had failed him utterly. She had lost everything.

*CRACK!!*
Corneo's whip ripped the clit clamp off of her as it licked at her decimated cunt again, but that's not why she was screaming.

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3 weeks later.

*Thwack!*
"Five!"
*THWACK!*
"Oh! S-six!"
*TWHACK!*
"Ah! S-Seven!*

Tifa was in the middle of her morning tit caning. After her intense punishment for attempting escape, Corneo had ordered his men to cane her tits 10 times each morning as part of her daily routine.

When they would come to wake her, Tifa would rise from the floor and squat, her hands cuffed behind her. She'd push her chest out and count the strokes, or else they'd start over.

*THWACK!*
"Uh! E-Eight!! Oh g-god...."

The hard cane slammed across the nipples, and the jiggling mommy milkers blushed as they took their daily punishment. It seemed like her breasts were always sore now.

*THWACK!*
"Nine!"

Tifa shook, steeling herself for the final blow. The henchman did not disappoint, swinging the cane slightly upwards to send her tits flopping to her chin.

*THWAAAACK!!!!*
"Ahhh!! G-god!!! T-Ten!!"

Tifa breathed rapidly, and sniffled. She'd never get used to this sort of pain in her boobs first thing in the morning.

"Eat up bitch."

The guard dumped the water out of her dog bowl and filled it with some sort of edible sludge. Don Corneo used to permit her sleeping restraints removed when she awoke, but now that he didn't trust her she always had her wrists cuffed to her elbows behind her. She fell to the ground on her knees, ass up in the air, and supported her weight on her freshly caned tits. She quietly began to slurp at the disgusting slop.

It tasted awful, but she didn't care. She didn't care about much of anything anymore, ever since she watched Cloud die. Ever since she killed him. She teared up for the thousandth time as she ate.

Now that he was dead, really there wasn't any reason she wasn't fighting the Don and his men. They couldn't blackmail her anymore. By all rights, she should be planning the best way to ambush a guard and fight her way out or die trying.

That was what the old her would have done. But Tifa didn't care anymore. They had broken her spirit, killed the man she loved and even convinced her it was her fault. Then they showed her footage of the Sector 7 plate dropping, wiping out her home, and that broke the camel's back. Maybe Cloud could have stopped that. Everyone she ever cared for was dead. And she caused it all.

She didn't deserve to escape. She deserved all the abuse she got.

Don Corneo strode into her 'room' and Tifa awkwardly clambered to her feet. Her food messily ran down her chin since she was unable to wipe it off. She looked at him quietly.

"As vile a slut as ever I see." he sneered, and she looked down at the ground.

"We're going on a trip to Shinra Headquarters."