She Has But To Continue

Tifa was gasping for breath as she struggled to recover from her monumental climax. Eyes unfocused, she stared straight ahead, with her head supported by the collar. Mentally and physically exhausted for the moment, Tifa’s thoughts drifted like molasses.

‘I was so close to getting rid of this damned collar!’ Tifa thought blandly to herself, trying to conjure up some anger but failing miserably.

‘Mmmm, this sexy, sexy, collar,’ she mentally told herself in a sultry voice, oozing with sex.

Numb and frustrated, Tifa thought quietly, ‘I only had another two inches of latex to cut through, and I’d have been free of this sexy, sexy, collar!’

Mental voice purring in pleasure, she mused, ‘The feeling of latex on my skin makes me so hot though.’

Vaguely feeling that something was terribly wrong, Tifa recalled the tingling sensation that had only a short while ago encompassed her whole head.

‘Of course there’s something wrong, I have a latex collar on my neck that’s making me feel so hot and sexy! But I can’t take knowing what else is wrong right now,’ Tifa thought.

Failing to focus her eyes, Tifa squinted at the blurry room, ‘And I’m drunk.’

Knowing that there was only one way to unlock her sexy collar was with the materia, Tifa steeled herself and felt her resolve solidify. She tried to stand up, but failed, tipping over and smacking into the bar before even getting off her knees.

Not trusting her balance, Tifa reached up to grab the edge of the bar, and used it to pull herself into a kneeling position. Tifa let her ass rest on her feet for a moment before she pulled herself just high enough to see over the bar counter.

Spotting the faint glow of the remaining gems through her swimming vision, Tifa drunkenly pawed at where she thought the materia were. It took a few tries but she managed to eventually palm one of the stones, and slipped it into her sexy collar. It flashed, forcing her eyes closed, leaving her thinking, ‘Oh yeah, they do that don’t they?’

Her lips, tongue and brain began tingling as she pawed for another gem. Tifa fumbled her attempt at putting the materia in, and licked her weird feeling lips in concentration, before trying again. This time, the gem clicked in without an issue. This gem brought more arousal along with the sudden onset of another craving almost had Tifa forgetting to close her eyes.

Tifa could feel the effects of the materia settle heavily into her mind and just above the hollow of her throat. Supporting herself by leaning her cheek into the bar’s edge, she began fingering her slit while trying to grab another materia.

Slotting this one in started the tingling again, and it engulfed her mouth before spreading down her throat to settle into her belly. Body brimming with arousal, Tifa’s gasping mouth rapidly filled with thick, slimy saliva, which she quickly swallowed.

Feeling her orgasm coming, Tifa somehow grabbed the final materia and slipped it onto the lock at the back of her neck before she came. The pleasure had her falling over, to land heavily on the wooden floor.

Her fingers were gripped so tightly by her vice-like pussy that she couldn’t hope to pull them out. Tifa’s thumb spastically rubbed her clit as she felt the spicy heat build in her mind, quickly becoming stronger than what had happened with any of the other gems.

Then, she felt a finger stroking her brain, then another, and more and more until an army of phantom fingers were in her mind. The heat and the fingers began to spread, and she felt them retreading paths blazed by the other materia, forcing a moan from her lips.

A trail of drool, oozed slowly from the corner of her gasping mouth, running down her cheek to pool on the floor. Frantically, she **** her fingers deeper into her cunt, and kept adding more until she found herself with four fingers sliding wetly in her dripping pussy.

Without slowing the fingers stuffed in her slit, she slipped a pair of fingers into her mouth, thrusting wildly. As soon as they brushed the back of her throat, they sent a sharp jolt of pleasure that had her desperately wanting more. Soon, all four fingers were diving into her mouth, reaching as deep as they could. This made her even more aware of the tightness of the collar, and how it was locked onto her, which drove her animalistic need to fuck to greater heights.

She flopped over on the rough floor and began to gyrate and grind her fat titties into the boards. All of a sudden, the feeling of both of her nipples getting caught in the gaps between the rough boards sent her into a frenzy. Bucking repeatedly to feel more of the brutal yanking and rough pinching of her nipples, she came again.

Her body thrashed and twitched repeatedly with the clenching of her belly, ripping her nipples free. The **** on her nipples, prompted an unexpected and even more powerful orgasmic wave to crash through her body, adding to the mind shattering pleasure.

It was too much, and she soon felt blackness closing in on her. She passed out, her body still twitching and spasming in orgasm, while juices leaked from and pooled around her body.