#31907 - Every vote counts, remember, if you want more like this then say so or I'll think you didn't like it and won't post anymore. Normally she would not have turned to something as dangerous as this for entertainment, but since the fall of Sephiroth and her moving up to Icicle Village, and the endless boredom that followed, she needed a little something to pick her up every now and then, masturbation had proven repetitive and her fantasies were left unfulfilled, so she built the machine to live out her ultimate fantasy, to be rescued from death then fucked like a whore. Tifa extended her arm out to the left, holding the rope, stared at the massive sawblade as she inched towards it, and, holding the metal end of the rope in the palm of her hand, began to tilt her hand slowly, wondering if she was really going to do this? Was she really like this? Her hand tilted far enough, the rope fell.