Mistress Tifa
By the Femdom Fanatic, driveform26@gmail.com
Final Fantasy's famed sex symbol discovers herself as a dom. 


I limped back into the locker room, my body devastated after that last match.
As usual, it took quite a bit of time and effort to pick myself up off the
canvas. Once again I had been utterly destroyed by a woman far stronger than
I.

I've been a part of the infamous underground fighting league for nearly a year
now. And I've never even come close to winning a match. Just about every girl
who's ever stepped foot in that ring has humiliated me at some point. I've
gone through every assault you could imagine, every brutal strike and
vice-like hold. Once again, I was beaten, battered, bruised...

And I was the happiest man on Earth. I fucking love my job.

I can't tell you when or why this came to be, but for as long as I can
remember, I've adored getting beaten up by women. I developed a habit where
I'd go out of my way to pick a fight with any hot-tempered female I noticed,
and then do absolutely nothing to prevent them from kicking my ass. That
beautiful agony. I couldn't get enough.

As I made my way over to my locker, I was looking forward to getting home and
pleasuring myself over this latest beatdown. I already knew it'd be a
phenomenal orgasm, it just couldn't get any better than this.

But then I opened my door and saw something peculiar. Taped to the back of my
locker was what appeared to be the back of a photograph. On it, a message was
written in marker.

It read, "Come to 7th Heaven tomorrow night, or miss out on this." and listed
an address. I'd never heard of the place before but it was hard not to be
intrigued. By 'this' I assumed it meant what was depicted on the other side,
so I turned the photo over to see.

I audibly gasped. My jaw dropped. My hand started to shake.

It was my opponent from earlier in the night, Tifa Lockhart. It was a shot of
her from behind. She was kneeling down on all fours and looking back at the
camera with a devilish smile. Her skirt was hiked up to show off her perfect,
heart-shaped pillow of an ass.

I knew then, I wasn't gonna be able to last that ride home. My trunks hit the
floor. I didn't give a shit where I was, if anyone saw me, so be it.

And I was right. It was phenomenal.

The next night, I stood there, outside the bar. I could feel my heart
pounding, I was actually quite nervous. I'd never really been asked out like
this by a girl before, much less by someone like her. Tifa was likely the
hottest woman to ever beat me senseless and believe me that's saying
something. Under my breath I chanted to myself, "Don't screw this up, don't
screw this up." for a little while. Eventually I took a deep breath and
stepped into the building.

Instantly I saw her there and my God was she amazing. That long raven hair,
those sweet brown eyes, those lengthy and mostly bare legs, leading up to the
glorious ass I mentioned. And of course there was her famous rack, those pert,
enormous tits straining against her tight tanktop. Truly she was a fantasy
come to life.

She heard the door open and glanced over towards me. The way her face lit up
when she saw me caused my heart to skip a beat. She turned over towards the
counter and spoke up, "Hey, he's here! I need you to cover for me."

I didn't see who she was talking to or hear a response. I couldn't focus on
anything in the bustling room but her. She walked over to me and even in her
most casual stride, her breasts had a noticeable jiggle with every step. I
stuttered out a meek "Hi". She didn't respond, she just smiled, her eyes
brimming with excitement. She grabbed me by the wrist, rather tightly I
noticed, and pulled me across the room and behind the bar. She opened a
trapdoor, revealing a hidden basement. Hurriedly she led me down the steps.

It all happened so fast I struggled to process it. Obviously she was being
very forward in her note, but when she called me over to this public place I
still expected your average date, and maybe the promise of some fun if it went
well. But this? Were we really about to.?

My mind raced with these thoughts as I saw her adjusting a switch. I could
hear the music in the bar above rise quite noticeably in volume. She looked at
me with devious eyes and purred, "I don't want anyone up there to hear you
scream."

It's official: there's not a soul out there luckier than me.

Before I could even formulate a response, she rushed over to me. With no
warning she grabbed me by the shoulders and pinned me against a wall. She
locked eyes with me and I saw her expression had done a complete 180ø, her
beautiful face the picture of intensity.

She slapped me across the face. She hit me much harder during our match but
even so, she was overwhelmingly strong. She slapped me again and immediately
followed up with a backhand. Forcibly she grabbed my pants at the waist and
yanked them down to the floor.

I didn't resist of course. Why the hell would I?

This left her in a position where she was down on one knee. From there she
leapt up into a devastating uppercut to my chin. She said nothing during this
whole flurry, silently switching to pounding my stomach with sweeping punches.
She reared back for another but paused when she saw my erection bulging
through my boxers.

"Yes! I knew it!" she stated triumphantly, her smile returning. "You do enjoy
being beaten!"

She seemed to be getting excited herself, as I noticed her nipples had gotten
erect, threatening to tear through her tanktop. Evidently she wasn't wearing a
bra.

With a grin I replied, "Damn right I do. And I guess you like giving 'em out."
Her engaging in my kink got me to forget my nerves in a hurry, it seemed.

"It's the funniest thing. I only ever started fighting in the arena for the
sake of competition. I just wanted to test myself and I knew the best of the
best competed in our league. But you're not always paired against the best."
she explained. "They love to put on matches pitting their strongest women
against men who clearly aren't on their level. To make some kind of statement,
I guess. The first time they did this with me, I went easy on their chosen
victim. I didn't get into this to be a bully. But Ms. Lin and the rest of the
higher ups. didn't like that."

"Uh-huh." I muttered, unable to stop staring at her nipples.

"They pressured me to show no mercy, no matter who I was against. So the next
time they paired me with someone like that, I KYAAA!"

Without any warning, mid-exposition she launched a high kick that caught me in
the chest and rocked me backwards. She kept the sole of her boot planted into
my chest, pressing me against the wall. From the way her leg was angled I got
a wonderful view all the way down it, her panties exposed beautifully.

I found myself suddenly out of breath staring at the sight. Meanwhile, as if
absolutely nothing had happened, she continued, "I went all out against him.
He stood absolutely no chance, in any other league they'd have stopped the
fight within the first minute. But the abuse just went on and on. And
honestly. I loved it." she confessed, looking a bit embarrassed. "I felt so.
powerful. So alive. But I also felt terrible, seeing how helpless he was.
Every time I did it afterwards it was like that. In the moment I loved it, but
afterwards the guilt sunk in."

She started grinding her heel into me, causing me to hiss in pain. "I put them
in so much agony..." she lamented ironically. She pressed down harder. "I
must've made them feel so weak..." She brought her face within inches of my
own, to where I could feel her breath on me as she whispered, "They were
completely. utterly. dominated."

My voice shuddered with excitement as I replied, "G-Go on."

"So you see, I was always torn. Conflicted. but not with you." she told me as
she lowered her foot, sliding it down my torso, then into my groin. "You're
different."

I nodded in agreement. "That's right, I'm your maaaAAAH"

Unexpectedly she rolled backwards whilst pushing her boot into my crotch,
flipping me judo-style onto my back. Before I knew where I was, she rolled
again, landing knees-first on my ribs. My upper body involuntarily jolted
forward and I found my face tantalizingly close to her breasts. But just
before I touched them she grabbed my shoulders and aggressively pinned me down
to the floor.

"What you are is my sex slave! Understood?!" she demanded.

I was having the time of my life, happily answering, "Yes, Mistress Tifa!"

Judging by the shudder emitting from her luscious lips, she liked the sound of
that. She pushed herself off the floor and then sent her knees crashing back
down into me. "Again! Say it again!" she commanded.

"Yes, Mistress Tifa!" I repeated. "Ohh, crush me, please!"

For a moment she let show how flattered she was, beaming with pride, but she
quickly switched back to a straight face. "Well, I suppose since you asked so
nicely, slave."

To my great delight, she stripped off her skirt and crawled forward until her
ass slid onto my face. She shook her hips, grinding into me and earning some
muffled, happy moans. She raised up just a bit, hovering her backside a couple
inches above me. "You like that?" she asked playfully. She of course knew damn
well I did after the night before.

"Oh hell yes I-" she cut me off by forcefully sitting back down on me,
smothering my response. She bounced up and down on my face, and not only did
that feel wonderful but I could only imagine her breasts were going wild in
that moment.

She stayed on top of me for quite a while until she felt an unexpected smooch.
She leapt up to her feet and stomped heavily onto my face. "That's a naughty
slave!" she scolded. "Did I say you could kiss my ass?!"

"No, Mistress. Please forgive me." I begged. "I'm just a small, pathetic man."

"Hmph, indeed." Tifa agreed before kneeling down and taking off her boots. I
watched in suspense as she slowly slid off her socks. Then she stepped over
and stood with one foot on either side of my face.

"If you must kiss something, you can kiss these to make up for your
transgression." she offered.

I was quick to agree, kissing and licking her right foot hungrily. She seemed
quite pleased by this, running the foot across my face as I worked. As I
switched over to the left, she took her right foot back and curled a toe
around the top of my boxers. Using only her foot she pulled it down, exposing
my rock hard cock. Slowly she ran a couple of toes down my shaft, drawing a
shudder of pleasure.

This motivated me to work even more fervently, sucking madly on one set of
toes as the other caressed my manhood. She clutched my member between them as
she ran them up and down it's length. I moaned between every suckle at this
point as she gently pressed her heel against the bottom of my dick, her toes
wrapped around the head of it.

Before long it was twitching madly. I knew I was just seconds away from
erupting.

But then she took her foot away. I looked up at her and saw her knowing smile.
"I think that's enough." she teased.

"B-but-!" I protested, desperate for release, but her foot popping into my
mouth cut me off. She waited for a few moments, as if to let my throbbing
member cool down.

Eventually she donned a devious grin and declared, "For doing such a great
job, I think you deserve a little reward, slave." She grasped the back of her
panties and pulled them down. I could tell she'd bared her ass and I was
aching to see it. She put up an authoritative finger, and declared, "You're
allowed one kiss. Are we clear?"

I nodded my head aggressively, I sincerely needed more contact with that sweet
ass. She turned around and got down on all fours, a pose similar to the
picture she sent me. But seeing it up close was a gift beyond my wildest
dreams, I let out a loud gasp at the sight. Knowing I would only be allowed
the one, I dove in for a lengthy passionate kiss to her right cheek.

I came away with a satisfied exhale. But to my surprise, she didn't move from
her position. Her lovely, shining example of an ass stayed just inches from
me. She looked back at me with a mischievous smile and asked, "Now here's the
real question. can you only kiss it once~?"

She moved it in even closer until it was all I could see. I started to sweat,
my breath shortening as I tried to resist. Then she started wiggling it
tauntingly, and I completely lost control. I lunged forward, kissing and
licking all over her cheeks and even into her crack. That's when she took her
ass away and brought it back down hard, smashing it into my face.

She stood back up and looked down at me, mock disapproval in her eyes. "Such a
bad slave, can't even follow the simplest of commands. I'm afraid this
requires punishing..." she told me with a wink. "On your feet, worthless imp."

I don't think I've ever stood up faster in my entire life. Like a dog rushing
to greet his master, I was visibly eager to please.

"I seem to recall there was one attack I used during your thrashing that you
just hated." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And now, you're going
to experience them directly..."

She quickly made it clear what she meant as she pulled off her tanktop, her
perfect breasts flopping out, bouncing powerfully. Her nipples remained rigid,
pointing straight at me.

At this point, save for her gloves and lengthy armbands, she was completely
naked. I nearly fainted at the sight; I was entirely unprepared.

She hopped up and down a few times, causing an intense bounce. I had to check
to make sure I wasn't drooling after that. She proceeded to dash forward, and
with a mighty swing of her shoulders, sent the sides of her breasts crashing
one at a time against my cheek. Indeed she attacked me this way during our
match and it was incredible enough back then, but now there was nothing but
flesh on glorious flesh.

"Ohhh, yes!" I cried out as she swung back and forth, pummeling me with her
mighty tits, rocking my face from side to side. She knelt down and then leapt
up, causing her considerable breasts to fly up into my chin. This sent me back
a few steps, and I nearly tripped thanks to my pants and underwear wrapped
around my ankles. I took a moment to step out from them to ensure I could stay
standing, as I didn't want this assault ending too soon.

She was smiling ear to ear, I could tell she was really into it. She longingly
caressed her own tits, keeping a hold on one in particular. In an instant she
closed the distance between us, grabbing me by the back of the head with her
free hand. She pulled my head in and thrust her breast forward at once,
smashing hard against me, her stiff nipple stabbing into my flesh. I groaned
in ecstasy as she repeated this action again and again, occasionally
alternating tits.

Finally she released my head, leaving me stumbling, punch-drunk and beyond
happy. She flashed me a sweet smile before leaping titsfirst into me, sending
them barreling into my face once more. She landed on top of me, her enormous
breasts engulfing my entire head.

She alternated a few times between squeezing them together against my face,
and sliding them across it. It was amazing, and frankly I got the sense that
it wasn't her first tit smother.

She started bringing her torso forward and back, causing her breasts to slide
up and down my cheeks.

Eventually she settled her movements with one of her nipples against my lips.
She groped herself once more and playfully dragged it against them. It didn't
take me long to get the hint, and I took her nip into my mouth, sucking
aggressively.

Judging by her own moans she was into this as I worked my tongue around her
areola. Eventually she took it out, only to offer her opposite nipple which I
of course happily accepted. I was having the time of my life.

A few moments later she took it out and wrapped her tits around my entire head
once more, giving them one last tight squeeze before she went up to a seated
position. "Did you learn your lesson, slave?" she taunted.

"Absolutely, Mistress Tifa." I answered, beaming.

Once again she quite enjoyed hearing that and seemed to want to show her
appreciation. She lifted herself off me just enough to pull up my shirt.
Slowly, she then proceeded to sit back down, her heavenly bare ass planted
into my stomach. I savored this, a long drawn out moan escaping my mouth.

I noticed she seemed to be growing in confidence all throughout our session,
her expression beaming with pride at this point. She decided to finish
stripping me, taking off my shirt, shoes and socks. She proceeded to stand up,
her flawless body lording over me. She planted a foot on my chest to show her
superiority, getting no complaints from me. Then she removed her gloves and
armbands so she could show off her toned arms in a flex.

This was the classic dominant pose. Tifa in this moment was a vision of
feminine superiority.

"Ah, you're so powerful, Mistress Tifa." I praised her.

Her smile going ear-to-ear, she decided to show off this very fact. She knelt
down and picked me up without even a hint of effort, cradling me in her arms
like a child. She then lifted me up high above her head as though I were
weightless. I was in awe as she pumped me up and down like a dumbbell.

I was but a prop to show off her greatness. I wouldn't want it any other way.

Without warning she dropped me, my back landing brutally onto her rising knee.
She yanked me up to my feet from there and then rammed me against the wall.
She slammed a vicious palm strike to my face and then sent a thrust kick into
my ribs. Once again she pinned me to the wall by her foot, though this time we
were both entirely naked.

"What is a man's place?" she demanded.

"Under a woman." I answered. I was so quick to respond you'd think we'd
rehearsed this, but no, I just knew. I always knew.

She smiled. "That's absolutely right, slave. You have that going for you,
you're one of few to understand this."

"One of the lucky ones!" I added.

Tifa slapped the taste out of my mouth. "Don't talk back." she demanded. "But
yes, I agree. You're very lucky, and I'm about to prove it." With that, she
turned around, once again showing off her sculpted ass. She turned her head
back and menacingly warned, "Don't move a muscle."

I obeyed, standing perfectly still against the wall as she slowly backed up.
Her ass came achingly close to my penis. Slowly she waved it around in front
of my groin. Every fiber of my being - though it has to be said it was mostly
my genitals - wanted me to shoot forward and sink my erection inside her.

But I'm nothing if not a devoted slave; at great effort I stayed true to her
command. She giggled at my obvious turmoil. "Aww, you're being such a good
little bitch." she praised me. Sorta.

She rewarded my good behavior by gently burying her ass into my crotch, her
perfect cheeks engulfing my member. I outright howled at this one. I was just
about brought to orgasm through that initial contact alone and I screamed more
lustfully than I ever had before.

It was so loud that in hindsight I'm not certain the patrons in the bar
couldn't hear it, even over the blaring music. Tifa must've had that concern
as well, as she jolted away, pausing to look up towards the ceiling. She was
perhaps listening for reactions, but you'll understand that in the moment I
wasn't thinking about that. I couldn't focus on anything but reaching that
climax.

"Don't tease me." I groaned. Were I not in my euphoric stupor, I probably
would've thought to tack a 'please' onto that. But I didn't, and she looked
back at me with venom in her eyes.

She turned around, leapt back and delivered a truly brutal kick, the top of
her foot blasting my balls and withering my erection in a hurry. I started to
scream again but she silenced that with a thrust kick to my throat. She left
her foot against my neck, choking me.

"You do NOT make demands of me!" she shouted, grinding the bottom of her bare
foot into my neck. I tried to apologize but I couldn't possibly form a
sentence like that. She lowered her foot and caught me in my noticably
bruising gut with an elbow, before letting me fall to a seated position,
propped up against the wall.

With an angry stride she went across the room, retrieving two large, heavy
looking barrels. She picked them up like they were nothing, but when she let
them fall on either side of me, it was clear from the thunderous sound they
made that their weight could crush me.

She came up to me with a couple of lengths of rope, and forcefully pulled me
back to my feet. She got in extremely close, her body pressing against mine as
she whispered into my ear, "Just for that little screw up, I'm gonna blueball
you 'til your nuts explode." She tied a rope around each of my wrists and tied
the other ends to the barrels.

From there she stepped back a few feet to put some distance between us, before
calling out, "Come to me. Now."

I obeyed, walking towards her. I got pretty close, causing her to back away a
few steps, and this continued until I had run the length of each rope. The
barrels were far too heavy for me to even dream of moving, so I could go no
further. This seemed to be where she wanted me...

Tifa stepped forward and bent down a touch, pressing her ample tits against my
chest. She dragged them all over my torso, bringing the familiar moans back.
Within moments my dick was back to life, rising up to salute her beautiful
form.

She stood back straight, and started shaking her shoulders, letting her
breasts jiggle and bob. She slowly turned around, jutting her hips towards me
as she did. Before long, her whole body was wiggling in a mind-blowing
bellydance. Once again she had managed to stun me with her radiant sexuality,
I was practically in a trance watching her.

Before long I started thrusting my hips forward, not even realizing I was
doing it. I longed for that sweet release, I needed my dick inside her. Hell I
just needed to touch her at all.

Seeing how well her tactics were working, she took a couple steps closer, and
then went down to her knees. Lord, seeing her in this position was unreal, her
face so close to my cock I could feel the warmth emanating from her, yet she
just barely avoided touching it. She began licking her lips sensually. She
brought her tongue within centimeters of my erection. I thrust forward as much
as possible but I just couldn't quite reach her. It was driving me mad.

Tifa raised up to only being on one knee and now it was her loving bosom that
was at level with my manhood. She groped herself once more and jiggled them
incessantly just inches away. I was groaning, not just from arousal but from
agony at this point.

"Pleeeaaasee." I begged.

She bolted to her feet and delivered a devastating punch to my nose.

"Not a word." she growled.

Then. she did it. Once again she turned around and got down on all fours. Her
ass, that goddamn ass, so perilously close. What I wouldn't have given for my
cock to grow an extra inch in that moment.

I put everything I had into lunging forward, struggling against those damn
barrels. I couldn't budge them, but nonetheless I kept straining. My arousal
had taken control of me, I was a slave to my lust. I felt my arms starting to
rip from my shoulders but I didn't care, I needed her, I needed her!

I bent down, trying to see if my face could get there easier. I found this was
correct but to my torment she crawled forward, keeping her beautiful backside
out of reach.

With a primal yell, I lunged forward one more time. I heard a loud creak and
the next thing I knew my nose was plunged into her asscrack.

"Wh-what the fuck.?" I heard Tifa whisper in awe as she looked back.

She was stunned to see that, through what I'm coining as the power of lust, I
was able to finally move those barrels. albeit by a single inch but that was
all I needed.

To my joy, she didn't move this time, allowing me to kiss and lick her ass to
my heart's content. I moaned loudly as I smothered myself in it's glory; after
all that effort just to worship this ass I was going to savor it.

She crawled backwards to help me get up to my ears in it, and reached back to
undo the ropes around my wrists. Instantaneously my hands shot to her hips to
get the leverage to dip my tongue deep into her.

And bless her, she let me take all the time I needed, as I hungrily ate her
out. I didn't let up, getting more and more intense, my muffled moans growing
in volume. After a minute or so, my whole body began spasming and I screamed
into her ass as it finally happened.

I came. My cock twitched violently as I shot my load all over the floor
beneath me. Never in my life have I had a more powerful orgasm.

After it finished coming out, I found myself frozen for a moment, panting,
unable to move after that huge drain of energy. Eventually I leaned to the
right and rolled onto my back, gasping for breath.

I was staring at the ceiling until Tifa crawled over, hovering her face over
mine.

"How. did you do that?" she asked, glancing at the barrels.

Between gasps, I answered with a big dumb smile plastered on my face, "That's
just. how much. I worship you. Mistress Tifa."

She seemed. touched. "I-I see. well, if you have anything left in you after
that, I suppose you've earned another reward, slave."

She laid down on her side next to me, in a sexy pin-up pose.

"So, for the next five minutes. you may touch me, anywhere and in any way
you'd like." she announced.

"Wh-wha.?" I asked in astonishment. It was becoming harder and harder to
believe I wasn't dreaming.

She looked over to a digital clock on the wall, and waited for the minute to
turn. When it did, she blurted out, "Starting now. Go ahead."

I was quick to take advantage of this golden oppurtunity, my hands flying
right to her legendary breasts. I lovingly squeezed and caressed them, playing
with her nipples until they became erect once again.

As I continued playing with her tits with my right hand, I took my left down
her side, running my fingers down her flesh until they came to her hips.
Inevitably my attention fell to her ass.

Now this may surprise you to hear, but I don't exactly consider myself a stud.
Typically after I come, getting hard again takes me a while, especially after
a strong one like that. But exploring the body of this goddess of a woman got
me back to the peak of arousal in less than a minute.

Anyway, this went on for some time. Eventually I took my hand from her tits,
going all the way down her stomach, admiring her faint yet obviously powerful
abs. I kept caressing downward until I ended up with my hand in her pussy.

As I heard her light gasp, I couldn't help but notice that she was extremely
wet. I knew Tifa was enjoying herself this whole time but I became curious as
to how close she was to an orgasm of her own...

I half expected her to stop me, but I decided to take a chance and plunged a
finger inside her. Her pleasured shudder was her only reaction so I went on
ahead fingering her. She pressed her thighs together around my hand, her sweet
sex tightening around my finger.

I tested out how how many fingers I could fit in, putting in a second and then
a third. It was extremely tight at this point and she seemed to love it so I
kept going, slowly getting faster and faster, her moans growing more and more
passionate until.

...she gripped me tightly by the wrist and pulled my hand away.

"That's five minutes." she informed me, panting heavily. "But our fun is not
over."

Aggressively she climbed on top of me and smashed her ass into my face once
again. As she smothered me, she continued from where I left off, fingering
herself passionately. I was just lying back and letting her do whatever she
wanted at that point, offering her ass the occasional kiss.

As she sought to get herself off, she ground her butt viciously into my face,
as her power trip seemed to contribute to her masturbation. She ran the soles
of her feet across my torso and evidently took note of my throbbing erection.

I of course couldn't see anything from under her ass, so it came as a very
pleasant surprise when she clasped her feet around my cock. Once again I felt
her toes tickle the head of my penis but this time I got two sets of them
working it over from both sides.

That's when Tifa began bouncing her beautiful butt off my face. As she worked
the balls of her feet down my shaft, she lifted her rump just a couple inches
up into the air, and as she crashed it back down onto me, her feet jerked back
up to the head of my dick. She continued in this pattern, smothering me
intensely whilst her feet brought me to a level of pleasure I never knew
existed.

She was like a sex machine; the ass smashing, the fingering and the footjob
all occurring like clockwork one after another. And her speed just kept
increasing.

I noticed our lustful moans started to synchronize as she got more and more
intense. It was lucky as hell that I came earlier, as I suspect that's the
only thing that allowed me to last more than a few seconds during all this.
And because of that, she came before me. She threw her head back and drove her
ass hard into my face one last time, and as she howled in ecstasy, her feet
clutched tightly against my member.

This came at just the right time to finish me beautifully, my dick erupting in
an orgasm somehow even more powerful than the last, gushing like a geyser all
over her beautiful feet. The pleasure was overwhelming, I swear it nearly gave
me a heart attack.

"Ah. ah, that was wonderful... " Tifa declared. She rolled around, grinding
her ass into my face once again, before sliding it down to my chest.

I was struggling to catch my breath, and I saw the same was true for her, her
womanly chest heaving. She looked down at me with such a sweet face.

"I'll have to destroy you again sometime!" she chirped, lighting up my life
once more. "For now, I think our playtime is over, but you've been such a
wonderful slave, I'm going to give you a parting gift. I'm gonna smother you
with my ass until you pass out!"

I returned her smile, and honestly declared, "I love you, Mistress Tifa."

She simply responded, "I know."

With that, for the last time of the night, her heavenly ass lowered onto me...

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