Cloud, Tifa and Sephiroth - Part XI

Where Pain and Pleasure Meet - Part 11 (Tier 1) - A new Final Fantasy celebration – starring Cloud, Tifa and Sephiroth. Stripped to a thong, fettered wrist and ankle and chained to an upright pole of shining steel, Cloud can convey only his contempt and anger at Sephiroth’s underhanded cunning which has rendered him helpless – and left Tifa at his mercy. Sephiroth now stands back and runs admiring, gloating eyes at leisure over the boy’s stretched body, enjoying the furious glare of his captive. “As I say, I have waited so very long to have you before me like this, and so you really must allow me a little while to savour the glorious moment. You and I are going to have such fun together – I rather more than you, of course – and you are going to learn such a lot in the process. But, there is no need to be hasty: we have plenty of time to get to know each other in the most – intimate – way.” He drew close, and his leather-gloved hand reached out and cupped Cloud’s chin, tilting the boy’s head up. “Ah – but if looks could kill! Then this hour would surely be my last!” The hand laid itself with mocking tenderness along Cloud’s cheek. “How your eyes glitter with the urge to strike me; hold on to that pure and pristine hatred – save all of it for me, who alone is worthy of it!” So saying he bent his silvery head and laid his lips to his captive’s, forcing back his head with the power of the kiss, and holding it until the boy’s senses span for rage and want of breath. At last he broke away with a mocking smile and a last caress, leaving Cloud panting and furious. “Now – don’t go away, will you? Wait here like a good boy and I will soon bring you a lovely surprise. I wonder if you can guess what it will be.” With a self-satisfied grin he walked jauntily away, with Cloud Strife cursing in his wake.f time to get to know each other in the most – intimate – way.” He drew close, and his leather-gloved hand reached out and cupped Cloud’s chin, tilting the boy’s head up. “Ah – but if looks could kill! Then this hour would surely be my last!” The hand laid itself with mocking tenderness along Cloud’s cheek. “How your eyes glitter with the urge to strike me; hold on to that pure and pristine hatred – save all of it for me, who alone is worthy of it!” So saying he bent his silvery head and laid his lips to his captive’s, forcing back his head with the power of the kiss, and holding it until the boy’s senses span for rage and want of breath. At last he broke away with a mocking smile and a last caress, leaving Cloud panting and furious. “Now – don’t go away, will you? Wait here like a good boy and I will soon bring you a lovely surprise. I wonder if you can guess what it will be.” With a self-satisfied grin he walked jauntily away, with Cloud Strife cursing in his wake. Download Part 11 here: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/ocvaaro9994dc73/AADtwOcA0YPTICzwDVici2pua?dl=0