Thread: New Honeybee Inn {darkest_fate&Kaybee}

Tifa and Aerith hadn't thought they'd seen the last of Don Corneo. Oh the brawler had hoped that she might not see the lecherous eyes gleam in that face ever again after the first time, and again after the second, but as soon as they'd realized they were going to be sneaking into the place again she knew it was a possibility that she might end up coming face to face with him once more. She just hadn't expected to be doing so like this. They were alone in the room, and any one of them could take the disgusting man in front of them with ease, but even as they directed varying degrees of fury at the man with their eyes while he swaggered back and forth on the bed not even Tifa -whose gaze blazed hottest of all- made a move to do it. They could kill him, and it would be satisfying. They could even probably kill their way out of here if it came to it, but Cloud and the others were still out there, and unless they killed every last person in the building a far more difficult proposition even if they'd had their proper gear and materia, a nearly impossible one now that they'd been forced into these ridiculous outfits there was no way they could guarantee that Corneo wouldn't manage to make good on his threat to turn them all in by proxy. At the very least they were trapped here until the others came for them, and that was assuming that the others managed to do that at all. It could be weeks or even months before they were found since none of them had told anyone where they were going, and that meant that for the moment, they had to play along as much as possible. That was the intellectual analysis of it anyways, but even knowing that, Tifa couldn't bring herself to step forwards. She knew she would lose her virginity eventually, probably tonight barring bizarre mischance of happening, but she still couldn't bring herself to take the plunge. The fighter's spirit still burned inside her despite the futility of rage in her position, and it held her back, told her to give them not a single inch more! Aerith on the other hand was held back out of fear of Don Corneo. Both Aerith and Tifa had lived in the slums for a time, but Tifa had lived in one of the 'better' parts while Aerith had lived far worse off. Tifa had heard of the Honey Bee Inn and the occasional rumor about the sorts of girls that ended up there, but Aerith had heard of Don Corneo, heard stories of what the place did to women. Unlike the drunks that talked in that bar, Aerith had known some of the women who'd gone in, and when she'd seen them again if that moment ever came to pass, some she'd simply never seen they'd been unrecognizable. Not just make-up or outfits but entire personalities seemed to change, some more than others, but all in the same direction of loving their work and somehow the Don who'd brought them in. Aerith had never been able to understand it, and it frightened her a little... To her, Don Corneo had been something of a boogeyman she'd built up in her head, an entity more supernatural than humanoid with strange abilities that turned rational sensible women into the willing whores that worked in his debauched palace. She'd stayed as far away as she could for as long as she could, and when she had finally gone close, it had only been with Cloud at her side, strong and ready to protect her, and while Tifa was strong, she could see the helpless anger in her friend's eyes, and knew that strength was hampered by this place, by this man that stood before them. In any other situation, Aerith might have stepped up first, but this was Don Corneo, and a seed of that childhood-spawned fear still ingered in the Ancient Girl's mind... Instead, the last of them was the first to step up... Yuffie had never had much connection to Don Corneo, had never even heard much about him beyond 'terrible disgusting man' as Tifa had once described him around a campfire late one night. Neither of the other two liked to talk about their experience with him very much, and so the young ninja was left with the realities of the situation before her. She was no virgin, but she'd never had a steady boyfriend like Aerith, and while she'd enjoyed a handful of one-night stands for various reasons mostly involving theft, she'd never enjoyed the sex beyond the purely physical, and her fingers had always been better. She saw no reason to believe that this would be any different, and so she stepped forwards, inured to the fears of the others. Someone did have to go first, and while she didn't expect she'd put the lecherous pervert off, Yuffie thought she knew all she needed to about sex already. She'd never had an orgasm from a man before and assumed she wasn't about to start now... A perilous -if not unjustified- error of reasoning fueled by arrogance. She wanted to frustrate him, wanted to see him fail to break her and then give up, and if she hadn't made enough mistakes already, she taunted him as she stepped up and put one hand on her hips, doing her best let her other arm hang nonchalantly rather than look as though she was ashamed or intimidated. If you think you can, then try to take me. She never thought for even a second that she might be unable to withstand his attentions...