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A Little Revenge, Corneo-Style {darkest_fate&Azecreth}

Tifa's anger was amusing to Corneo, more than it should have been at least. Yet he couldn't help but derive some enjoyment from it and her outburst, as it showed how much she was being affected by what he was doing in spite of herself. The jerks towards the toy and against her bonds also helped paint the picture that was developing. One really had to admire her willpower, but from what he knew of Tifa he would have expected nothing less of her.

In return he smirked, the kind that indicated he knew exactly what he was doing, and was enjoying her torment. "Oh? And what way would that be?" he asked. Not that he was expecting her to tell him or sully her dignity by giving an answer, but the mere fact that she had asked said enough for him. It was a chink in the armor, even with her previous defiance.

Still, if that was what she wanted then he could certainly provide. After all, he would need to anyway in the name of science to determine the effectiveness of the alterations. But he continued with what he had been doing for a bit longer, if only to remind her that he was the one in control. Nobody would tell the Don what to do, especially not one of his new SLUTs. The vibrator danced across bare flesh, running along the contours of her toned stomach, shifting lower to brush along her firm thighs, and giving him a pleasing view all the while. He was a connoisseur of the flesh, and knew how to appreciate a fine woman in the throes of passion when he saw one.

Only then did he progress to what her body craved, pushing downwards with the instrument as it buzzed away at a consistent pace, and his reach rose from her thighs to waiting folds, having been shaped to perfection by the treatment. Long, slow strokes traced it upwards, then downwards again. "Is this more to your liking?" he asked, relishing how she succumbed to him after what she had done to him before. No one could say she didn't deserve it. He was nonetheless careful not to touch her clit if he could, Given what he suspected that would do, he wanted to save that for the finale. She would enjoy it more if he did, he was sure. For now he would put her new body through its paces, and see the depths to which she could really fall under his power and control.
 
The question had Tifa growling. Clenched teeth hissed out the guttural noise, while those mako-infused eyes flashed. Unfortunately for the brawler, constant attention to her body's highly sensitive needs dimmed even her furious anger. The teasing kept making her want, kept pouring the need into her body. Hormones that already overproduced started going further into overdrive, pumping raw need into her system. The continual contact, without that final touch, kept her spiraling. The spirals tensed her gut, drew her stomach into painful knots. It poured raw arousal between her legs, till her juices nearly ran down, glazing her thighs a quite beautiful shine. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she kept swallowing air, trying in vain to steady herself.

Across it darted. Tifa felt it teasing her abdomen. Muscles there, so well trained, so perfected, rippled. They tensed and drove hips upward. Tifa's eyes slammed shut, her head jerking back. Loose strands of hair danced about her fact, some catching in mouth as it moved. Her lips darted between teeth as she tried to clench, to swallow the noises. But the tension refused, reverberating out in a low, throaty near moan. Tifa wanted to think it was of frustration, and in truth, she wouldn't be long.

"Fuck!" shot out as Corneo moved. The moment he touched his little toy against her sex she felt it. The dam burst. Eyes shot open. Hips jerked up as she felt the lightning of climax burst through her. Nerves danced, even more pheromones and hormones pouring from her. Any creature within a radius would realize her raw want, the fertile, willing body undulating before them. Every chemical announced a pleased female, one who was entering the throes of sexual ecstasy. Not that anyone would need enhanced senses. The sharp noises would have given it away to the ears. And the visual cue of her impressive, still muscled body rippling, pulling taut against the bindings, arching upward.

Worse, it wasn't stopping. Tifa's body had almost entered some enhanced pleasure mode, and she soon realized that as long as Corneo teased her sex, the orgasmic sensations would rock her body. And her enhanced endurance meant she could keep going for some time, at least, physically. She let out another sharp cry as another wave crested, her body twisting again, frantic now. To get free? To seek more? She didn't even know.
 
Corneo was just about at the end of his rope. He was a man of refinement and taste, who understood the necessities involved with this project and this experiment. But he was a human being too, and even he couldn't resist the nubile sights, the erotic sounds, and that stench in the air that had his own erection straining against his pants forever. The doctor had his data, and now it was time for the Don to have some fun.

But first, there was one last thing to do. Watching Tifa stuck in a near constant string of ecstasy was like music to his ears, but there was one particular crescendo that he had been waiting for. And it was about time that he got to experience it.

If she thought that what she had been put through thus far was bad, her assumption would be challenged as the vibrator made one last swipe before at last coming into contact with her clit. As before, a slow circle would be its motion, ensuring that full contact was made, forcing her to experience the depths to which her body had been altered by the Mako. As far as revenge went, Corneo was quite satisfied with this variety.

Even as he did this, his other hand was busy as work. There was a bit of clothing in the way, and it really would have been easier with both devoted to the task, but he didn't want to let this moment pass by. So he'd keep his main focus on the suffering brawler on the table, even as his split attention went about freeing his erection to the air. He wasn't going to wait much longer, no matter how much Roarke might want. In this case, pleasure would trump science, and it would definitely be worth it.
 
Tifa wanted to shout protests. Or maybe curse out Corneo some more; Lifestream knew he fucking deserved it for doing this to her. That impotent rage still bubbled inside her. The intense pleasure didn't blast it away or anything along those lines, oh no. But even as she tried to hiss out words between clenched teeth, or to bark obscenities at a man who more than deserved it, she felt that pleasure spiking. It hit her brain so hard that it shattered all thought. She jerked hard enough against the flat binding behind her to see stars. Her mouth fell open, tongue almost lolling out as she unleashed an inhuman, primal shriek. her body erupted, juices springing forth from her sex, spraying against the vibrator and likely hitting Corneo as well. She felt them continuing to spasm, not quite knowing that pure Mako energy mixed with her fluids, making them, and by extension her orgasm, all the stronger.

It crested higher and higher: the more he held, the more it went. And inside Tifa could practically hear her mind screaming. She desperately grasped onto consciousness, trying to keep herself awake, alert, fuck, to keep herself herself. But the pleasure was starting to overwrite those ideas, fighting against her. Even worse, she could feel her vision swimming. Part of her was almost wishing she'd just pass out already: blackness beat this.

But oh, even without the modifications, Tifa might have withstood an orgasm like this. The girl was strong, well built, with endurance that meant she could run or fight for fucking hours. Something like this would leave her winded, but not out of her mind. And with Mako infusion pumping life into her? Poor Tifa didn't even realize that she was pushing passed consciousness to feel pleasure that trumped what her brain should even be allowing her to feel. Likely if Roarke were even around, he may warn Corneo. After all, didn't want to completely brain-fry the subject on the first day.
 
The final touch was every bit as good as Corneo could have hoped for, the thrill of revenge savoring the shriek that tore free as she was cast up to an even higher plane of ecstasy. He wouldn't have thought she had it in her, were it not for the treatment that had been administered. As was clear though, she was completely out of it as she soaked the table beneath her and even got some on his clothes as well. Now he knew that much more for the future.

Unfortunately Roarke wasn't around to inform his employer of the dangers of what he was doing, of the possibility that her mind could be overwhelmed and lost forever, leaving her nothing more than a husk operating on pure instinct. If there was one thing that saved her for now, it was Corneo's own desires. He couldn't take this for very long himself before tearing the vibrator away and practically slamming it down on the nearby tray as his own desires got the best of him. He had done what he could, but now it was time for his own satisfaction.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this moment," Corneo said as he finally succeeded in freeing his erection. He liked to think it was of a good size, fairly prodigious both in length and in girth, and certainly not lesser to anyone that he knew. Then again, with his ego he never would have been able to admit it anyway even if he was. And in her current state Tifa probably wouldn't have noticed. "I'm going to enjoy this.

She would have a few minutes to recover in the meantime, before the Don took advantage of her bound state to get himself in position. The examination table wasn't quite designed for this, but it would hold well enough for now as he brought his cock to press against her folds, savoring every angry look she managed to muster towards him. There was no teasing, not after all this. Just a moment or two for her to realize her situation before he forced himself into her, claiming Tifa as his at long last.
 
Even with that pausing, Tifa took some time coming back into herself. The pleasure didn't completely drain from her body. Massive amounts of mako had flooded her, essentially poisoning her with that surge, half-addicting her to the pleasurable sensations already. Tifa couldn't fully understand it, even with her returning mind, but she had her suspicions. Too much like this and she'd become physically addicted to it. She'd literally crave sexual release in the same way so many junkies craved their drug.... or those poor, shambling lost souls craved mako energy. Worse, she could feel the life energies pouring into her now, awakening so much inside her that it almost hurt.

At least those few minutes helped the well trained woman regather herself. Tifa took in several deep, sucking breaths, her prodigious chest again trembling. Corneo's teasing words actually helped her focus, gave her something real, something besides the pleasure, to latch onto, to listen to, to focus upon. Tifa swallowed, trying to figure out what he meant, what this all entailed. Her brain finally jolted to life as she dared glance down. Make-tinged eyes widened even further, a sharp blast of panic hitting her;

his cock was out.
And it was huge.

Truthfully, it probably wasn't that much bigger than normal, right? Perhaps Corneo boasted something that neared the double-digits. Impressive, particularly for a man of his stature, but not something that would send most girls into a panic. Most girls weren't virgins who spent their lives tightening up every portion of their body and saving themselves for a spiky haired idiot who couldn't look past his own brooding to realize that one of the hottest girls on the fucking planet was all but panting after him. Shit, Tifa had some repressed feelings. And now she could feel the thick cock pressing against her.

He wasn't going to stop. She knew that. Knew that begging or yelling would be pointless. Instead Tifa tried to force herself to relax, to treat it like some kind of medical treatment. To just... let it happen. She tried sucking another breath as she felt the tremendous pressure. She could feel him pressing against her, felt her mako-charged body almost igniting. The sensation grew as he prodded against her soaked sex, moving, pushing. She felt her body opening, folds parting. Everything clamped down at once, those internal muscles seeming to fight against his entering. Tifa didn't know this, but her channel wasn't just virginal tight: it was almost obscene. The snug folds closed about him in a velvet vice, as Tifa hissed in pain and frustration. She leveled a furious gaze at the Don, even as she felt her insides churning, mako and newly forming addictions grasping onto what was being forced into her.
 
The small break was probably welcome for Tifa, but Corneo was much more concerned with himself. And in a moment, everything that had led to this moment had been worth it. Well, except the parts where they had threatened to commit very painful things to his junk, but besides that. Those were just the trials he had suffered, along with his business being shut down and that unpleasantness in Wutai, that had paved the way for him to be now. Success was a very potent high.

A small part of him was disappointed that there wasn't much vitriol from her, to relish as he forced himself upon her, but the rest of his mind was far too preoccupied with more base feelings and emotions to care. "Nnnph!" An involuntary grunt escaped as he found his cock practically held in place by how tight she was. It felt really good too, and it had to be because of Roarke's treatment. There was no way she would have been able to do something like this otherwise.

But the miracles of science would yield to the will of the Don, of this he was certain. His heart beat like a hammer as his breathing picked up, hips rocking as he tried to force himself further past her tight insides, to savor more of what was undoubtedly going to be perfect. A hand rose to grasp at her bust, pudgy fingers catching and tugging, hoping to make it easier for himself elsewhere with a bit of extra stimulation. It wouldn't match the vibrator, but that wasn't a problem for him particularly. Anything to better savor this first time, undoubtedly the first of many.
 
"Ahaaaahaaa!' came out of Tifa, mostly unwilling. The brawler was trying to rally, to steady herself. Perhaps if she'd grown used to her new form, or if she hadn't just been teased to a near breaking point. As it was, this felt like unholy fire burning through her. The sharp, stabbing pain of the Don's thick cock puncturing her virgin sex roared within Tifa. That raw, unfiltered heat flamed her lust even worse than before. She could almost feel it visibly scorching her, beads of sweat forming along her trembling body. Moisture leaked from her sex, the molten core bubbling over with raw want. The sheer desire, to dim the pain, to take in the thrusting member, eclipsed even the pain and heat that had begun within her.

another raw noise shot from Tifa as she felt him grasping onto her. Newly formed nerves in the already tense breasts leapt at the attention. Another bolt of raw pleasure shot into her, electrified the molten heat. Nerves jangled and danced. Interior muscles, so well trained, so honed, rippled in an almost waving sensation. Tight walls grasped the Don's cock. They pressed hard, Tifa feeling every inch of him, every vein. The hungry sex almost fought to consume, as if it could draw him further in, further up into her form. The slick moisture kept pouring out even as the walls grasped at it. Tifa could feel her body contorting hard.

That channel, so recently reformed, felt the slight movements as raw pleasure. So much of Tifa's sex had been remade into essentially g-spots. So even the slightest friction sent pleasure spiraling tighter and tighter. Mako prevented said pleasure from having a limit, and the thrusts meant that Tifa was feeling it more and more. She clenched her teeth, a little anger sliding into her protests as she tried to clamp, to fight back, muscles flexing and instantly relaxing against the onslaught. Her body pulled tight against the bindings, those strict clasps almost bucking against her raw force, the desperation visible one very curved inch of her frame.
 
God, every moment of this was perfect, and Corneo did his best to commit it to memory. The science aside, fucking Tifa was every bit of revenge that he could want and more. She was assailed with pleasure beyond what anyone had ever experienced before (If one could forgive the hyperbole), her body was radiating heat and energy without pause like a miniature inferno of lustful desire, and the tight hold on his cock never lessened. He quickly found though that it did not serve as much of a deterrent to anything though, aside from his stamina. It knew what it wanted, even if Tifa fought it.

"Mmm, haa," the Don grunted, groaned in pleasure and exertion as the movement of his hips increased. Each move pushed her down into the metal beneath her, unyielding like the bonds that held her in place. She looked gorgeous as light caught on her sweat coated skin, and Corneo couldn't resist leaning in to claim her lips with a heavy kissed as well. It was hungry, possessive, just like everything else he did. She was going to remember this experience as the first of her new life, and he wanted to make sure she knew it beyond a doubt.

Of course, even Corneo had his limits, and such an exceptional fucking was something even he was going to have to get used to with time. The fact he had held out as long as he had was a near miracle, and a testament to his sexual experience thus far. But not all good things could last forever as he was driven towards the conclusion of this particular encounter.

With a last loud groan he joined with her as he came, his cock buried inside of her as it throbbed. Each pulse left more of his sperm deep inside her, giving her modified body exactly what it craved as he heeded the pheromones and scent in the air. It left him panting as he remained in place for the moment whilst he recovered, panting and grinning in satisfaction. That had been worth it, oh so worth it. "Amazing," he said as he observed Tifa. "The good doctor has accomplished far beyond my expectations. I hope you've enjoyed it as well, it will be an important part of your new job." She probably didn't care all that much, but it was only a matter of time. He was sure of it.
 
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