Where Pain and Pleasure Meet - Part 8 (Public)
Added 2022-04-02 08:04:49 +0000 UTCWith Sephiroth’s blade at Tifa’s throat, Cloud has no choice but to do his enemy’s bidding – and remove his pants. Reluctantly he does so, stripping down to his underwear, which sight brings a smile to Sephiroth’s pale face. For Cloud had chosen the black leather thong with Tifa in mind – and is now mightily embarrassed to be revealed in it before his foe’s mocking eyes. But his attempts to cover himself come to nothing when Sephiroth orders him to turn about – and to place his wrists behind his back. With great unwillingness, but all-too aware of the threat to Tifa, Cloud does so, submitting with ill grace to the steel manacles which rapidly render him helpless.
Yet worse is to follow; it is not enough that the boy must endure the mockery of his arch-enemy who now holds the lovers captive; for now a black-gloved hand smooths slowly over his chest, moulding the shape of the firm pectoral and sliding its way steadily down to his abdominal muscles where it unhurriedly enjoys their hard softness. And all the while taunts and veiled threats whisper in his ear, so that he grimaces, squirming at the touch and embarrassed by his own utter helplessness. And then, finally, the feel of cold steel as a heavy collar is snapped into place about his neck, the hard, chill symbol of his new status: that of Sephiroth’s slave…
