Seventh Heaven's New Groove (Final Fantasy VII)

A/N: Seventh Heaven's New Groove was a commissioned one shot originally written in January of this year. Posting it up here and now for people to enjoy!

Themes: Free Use, Moral Degradation, Bondage

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"Oi! Serving Girl! Get over here, I want a drink!"

As she makes her way over to the man in question, a flushed Tifa Lockhart can admit the truth… things had well and truly gotten away from her. It all started in the wake of Meteor's Fall. After all was said and done, Tifa had wanted to build a new Seventh Heaven in the city of Edge. The only problem was, she was lacking in money.

In the end, there was only one man she could go to, only one man who'd had the connections to make her dream a reality. Unfortunately, it'd proven to be a deal with the Devil. Don Corneo had twisted her dream into something… something utterly debauched.

The Crime Lord had said that bars were out and for the new Seventh Heaven to truly be a hit, they would need to make it something called a 'Maid Café'. Tifa, with no real choice in the matter, had been forced to go along with it all. And unfortunately, she'd dragged her friends into this mess with her as well. Jessie Rasberry and Aerith Gainsborough had both survived truly horrific injuries to still be here, alive, with her today… and she'd led them right into this situation.

As she finally arrives in front of the man who originally called out to her, Tifa can only whimper as he immediately reaches out and grabs the drink off of her serving tray with one hand… and one of her naked tits with the other.

According to Don Corneo, Maid Servers were to be seen and used, not heard. As such, Tifa, Aerith, and Jessie were all dressed in… seriously lewd, utterly ludicrous attire. With cute little white frilly tops that did nothing to cover up their tits, skimpy white frilly skirts that did nothing to cover up their cunts, and thigh-high white frilly stockings to accentuate their long, pale legs, they looked whorish.

But it was worse than that. Because on top of being barely dressed, they were also forced to wear restraint harnesses, collection of ropes that bound their arms behind their backs. That rope bondage was then combined with the gags in their mouths and the collars around their necks. Said collars were in turn connected to their serving trays, which sat just under their breasts. More accurately, their naked breasts sat upon the serving trays themselves, left for easy access to any man who wanted a grope.

As the patron in front of her squeezes and kneads her tit in his hand while drinking from the cup she'd brought over to him, Tifa takes the moment to look around. She almost immediately locates both Aerith and Jessie, of course. Despite the place being quite crowded, it's quite easy to pick out the 'Maid Servers'. Luckily, it's not just the three of them… but at the same time, that's not something Tifa is proud of.

The new Seventh Heaven had so far turned out to be a massive success. So massive, in fact, that they'd already built on a new extension, nearly doubling the Maid Café's space. In doing so, they'd also had to hire new staff… and given how hard times were for everyone, it hadn't been difficult to find more girls who were willing to put up with this level of indignity.

There were ten 'Maid Servers' occupying the floor of the Maid Café at the moment, moving around and offering drinks to the patrons, who had all paid at the door for the privilege of spending time inside of the establishment. Anyone could take a drink from a Serving Girl's tray at any time… as well as take liberties with those girls at any time too.

Currently, Jessie is bent over a table, her serving tray shifting flat underneath her as she moans, a man's cock buried in her cunt. The technical expert, an incredibly intelligent young woman who was a master wiz with explosives of all types, seemed to be enjoying herself. Tifa knew the truth though. Jessie had confided in her… she felt like she deserved this.

For all that Jessie had a confident and generally upbeat attitude, she was burdened with the guilt that the devastation caused by her bombs had left her with. In the end, she was convinced that this… all of this was a punishment for her crimes, and that she deserved everything happening to her… to them.

Still, Tifa was beginning to wonder how much of Jessie's muffled moaning and flushed face was an act, and how much of it was actually real. It was getting harder and harder to tell if Jessie was truly punishing herself… or starting to enjoy herself. Perhaps that was an unkind thought, but Tifa had it for a reason. After all…

SMACK!

"MMPH!"

A sudden impact across Tifa's breast draws her out of her musings, and she squeals through her gag as she looks back to the patron in front of her.

"You ignoring me, bitch?"

Flushing, Tifa tries to shake her head and deny it, but the tipsy patron just grumbles and abruptly stands up, eyes narrowed as he begins working open his pants. Tifa can only sigh through her gag, seeing what's coming from a mile away. Still, she makes him grab her by her hips and spin her around. She's not just going to GIVE it to him after all. He has to… he has to take it.

A moment later, and the patron is sinking into her pussy from behind. His cock isn't half bad, a sizable enough member and currently rock hard. He hasn't had too much to drink yet, thankfully. Wait, no… she shouldn't be happy about that!

Tifa can only moan through her gag, as the patron grabs her by her hair, bending her over right there in the middle of the Maid Café and thrusting into her from behind with great vehemence, punishing her for her drifting attention. Tifa's flushed face only grows redder when she sees several men looking her way, enjoying the view.

With her arms tied behind her back, there's not much Tifa can do. Worse still, as he fucks her like this, the serving tray under her tits becomes an instrument of personal torment for her. Slapping up against the underside of her sensitive breasts again and again, the tray drives her wild, even as he drives into her over and over.

This was why she was starting to wonder if Jessie was putting on an act or actually enjoying herself… because Tifa Lockhart, gorgeous badass fighter and femme fatale, was starting to enjoy herself a bit too much as well. This, all of this… it was humiliating, degrading, and altogether shameful. There was nothing to be proud of in this. The Don had taken Tifa's dream and twisted it, corrupted it, turned it on its head.

And yet… Seventh Heaven was the most popular spot in all of Edge. It was filled to the brim every night, with a waitlist a mile long. Her and her friends worked as Maid Servers, sure… but it was kind of nice to be appreciated, to be… to be liked. Tifa blushes even harder, as she realizes that she's starting to enjoy being used.

At the same time, the patron lets out a hoarse grunt and pulls out at the last second, painting her ass and her back with his cum instead.

"There ya are. That'll teach ya to ignore a paying customer, bahaha!"

Tifa mumbles an apology through her gag, even as she straightens up on uneasy legs. She'd actually been close to cumming herself there… as close as she'd ever gotten, while doing this work. In the end, all Tifa can do is stumble away from the man, her steps wobbly as she makes her way over to the side of the establishment, where another worker waits to clean her off.

"Boss wants to see you."

The casual comment takes Tifa by surprise, but she nods all the same, and once she's no longer at risk of getting sticky and smelly with the drying cum, she makes her way back onto the floor, namely over to the VIP section of the new and 'improved' Seventh Heaven.

Don Corneo is over there… and so is Aerith. But unlike Jessie, who was bent over a table last Tifa saw her, or Tifa herself, who was just plain bent over… Aerith has taken this whole arrangement in stride the most out of all three of them.

Tifa… Tifa never would have guessed that the brunette girl was such a SLUT.

The last of the Cetra is done up in the same restrictive bondage get up as Tifa herself. She even has the serving tray under her tits. And yet, despite all of that, despite having her arms restrained behind her back and a gag in her mouth, Aerith Gainsborough… is bouncing up and down on Don Corneo's lap, completely of her own free will.

The brunette moans happily, as she rides him to kingdom cum. Tifa can only watch, a little bemused and a little aroused. Out of the three of them, Aerith had been convinced that this was where she needed to be. Apparently, she'd taken her survival as a sign from Gaia itself that she was meant to share her body with everyone, no matter who asked.

Where Jessie claimed she was atoning for her past actions, that this was her punishment, Aerith had embraced her new lifestyle as a Maid Server wholeheartedly. At first, it had disturbed Tifa… disgusted her, even. But now… now, she had to admit, she was beginning to come around to Aerith's way of thinking.

"Ah! Ms. Lockhart! My partner in crime~"

Don Corneo cackles at his own joke. Technically, Tifa was indeed a partial owner of Seventh Heaven… but she was a powerless one. Powerless to keep the Don from doing what he wanted with not just her business, but her and her friends as well. Blushing crimson, Tifa stumbles forward, straightening her back and trying to give Don Corneo a defiant glare, even in her current… state of dress.

He just laughs, of course. This was undeniably his revenge for their past actions against the Crime Lord. Tifa was just glad that Cloud hadn't been dragged into all of this… but even still, it was clear that the Don could hold a grudge and HAD.

"You're probably wondering why I brought you over here. Well, you remember Kotch, I'm sure."

Tifa blinks, and then realizes that Don Corneo's henchman is indeed there, sat on the couch off to the side as Aerith rides Corneo's member in a debauched display of moral degradation. The dark-skinned man grins and reaches down, tugging his cock out of its confines.

"Hey there, little lady. Long time no see. Why don't you come and give lil Kotch here a ride… for old times' sake."

Seeing that she has no choice, Tifa makes her way over, biting down on the gag hard, trying… trying not to show her arousal. Unfortunately, that's all but impossible. As she turns away from him and prepares to sit on his dick, Kotch shows that he's as impatient and hot-headed as ever by reaching out and grabbing her by the hips. He jams her down on his cock without hesitation, and Tifa squeals through her gag as she's promptly impaled on his member.

Maybe if she'd had a chance to take her time with it, she could have controlled her reaction a bit better, but the suddenness of the penetration combined with the earlier fuck that had left her on the edge… it's all too much. Just as Kotch is groaning at her slick, wet tightness, Tifa is moaning through the gag as she tips over and begins to cum, her legs shaking and quivering and her pussy walls clenching and squeezing rhythmically as she experiences her first ever orgasm as a Maid Whore.

She's been doing this 'job' for weeks now, and she hated it at first… but over time, it's gotten to her. All of it, has gotten to her. And so Tifa Lockhart surrenders a piece of herself, a part of her soul, as she climaxes all over Kotch's cock, making Don Corneo's henchman grunt in surprise.

"Holy shit! The little lady just came!"

Tifa goes beet red, but Kotch's surprise is nothing compared to Don Corneo's answering cackle.

"Looks like my little birdie here was right. She told me you were getting close, Ms. Lockhart. That you just needed one last push over the edge to realize the truth about yourself…"

As Don Corneo speaks, Kotch begins to bounce her, and its all Tifa can do to properly process his words, her eyes crossing from the pleasure. Now that she's let herself cum once, it's like the dam has broken open. She's allowed herself to enjoy it, and now she can't stop herself from enjoying it. She's falling, drowning in an ocean of pleasure, falling into an abyss of bliss.

As Kotch reaches around and grabs both of her tits with his hands, giving them a good hard squeeze, Tifa realizes she's riding him of her own free will at this point. SHE'S doing the bouncing, her body jiggling as she goes up and down his cock in the same way Aerith is doing with Don Corneo even now. The two girls make eye contact with one another as they ride their respective men, as they satisfy their respective johns.

Aerith is smiling through her gag, her eyes twinkling as she watches Tifa come to terms with the truth. The truth was… she was a slut. She wanted this. She ENJOYED this. The Seventh Heaven Maid Café might not have been her choice, but only through its debauchery and depravity was she able to find herself, deep down inside.

Throwing her head back and moaning through her gag in heartfelt thanks, Tifa lets go. She stops fighting it and starts learning to enjoy her new lot in life.

Being a Maid Whore isn't so bad, really.

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Don Corneo can only smirk wickedly, as he pulls Aerith back against his big belly, letting her arch her back until her head is only inches from her own.

"Looks like your plan has worked perfectly, sweetheart."

Aerith just moans through her gag, wiggling on his cock. When the brunette had first come to Don Corneo with a plan that was supposedly supposed to cause a population boom in Edge, he wasn't so sure. But… he couldn't help himself. He knew he could never beat Cloud Strife or Tifa Lockhart in a fair fight. So, he'd cheated instead. He'd invested in Tifa's business, and then used the drugs Aerith had given him to turn Tifa into a slut. Apparently, the brunette was quite the alchemist.

Their partnership so far had been quite the beautiful thing… and Don Corneo couldn't lie, he was looking forward to where it led in the future.

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