109. Elena - Climbing the Corporate Ladder - (2016) - Full Res (Patreon)
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Original Artists Statement (and story!)
Published: February 9, 2016
The last FF7 character poll went to sudden death but Elena of the Turks won by a single vote.
Elena awoke head pounding and the sound of blood rushing in her ears slowly giving way to the worst feeling of vertigo. "Uggghhhh" she groans down an endless dim corridor. The last thing she remembered, was Scarlet approaching her for a private talk... over drinks.... The older Shinra executive appeared to possess a private bar and it collectively proved to be the woman's most prized possession. It shouldn't have come as a surprise given that the overblown slut literally faffed about company headquarters in a cocktail dress. "Don't go over my head", "Respect the chain of command" the woman in the red split dress said, repeating directives that had been stated before. Elena waffed down the beverages with the usual enthusiasm, nodding and trying to be polite but being dreadfully disinterested. She remembered how hard it had been to keep listening, or even keep her eyes open... She remembered the older woman's smirk as Elena's head began to fall toward the counter, room spinning around her... Elena remembered the thunking sound her head had made and the mild pain that followed. Then as her vision was dimming, drowning in a whirlpool of awaiting sleep a close up view of a carnage red cocktail dress split scandalously up the thigh....
"Slut" Elena had thought before passing out.
Head clearing slowly Elena found herself in a truly Rude situation. Dangling upside down from a ladder she never recalled climbing. It took her a full minute to realize she was staring at the floor and another to blow her stupid tie out of her face. Cursory bouts of struggling revealed that she was hopelessly tangled and whatever give the rope had would not be reciprocated by the ladder it was tied to. A growl filled her mouth as the rope was tested and the shrill sound of metal fatigue emanated from her section of the ladder. She quickly realized that escape would likely be impossible.
Straining her eyes she could see a piece of old fax paper taped to the wall in front of her, the perforated edges were half torn and one dangled incongruously at the bottom. Still dazed, and upside down Elena struggled to read the text that had been mounted to the wall properly rightside up.
The words were bold, written in a familiar shade of red.
... "be "
... ... "careful "
... ... ... "how "
... ... ... ... "you "
... ... ... ... ..."choose "
... ... ... ... ... ... "to "
... ... ... ... ... ... ..."climb "
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... "the "
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... "corporate "
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... "ladder "
Signed with a kiss
Elena's growl turned to a scream as she realized the audacity of her employer and she began to thrash madly. It was then that the ropes began to tighten mercilessly. Each motion of her torso, head or shoulders would cause the ropes about her breasts to tighten and the tension continued in a line to her neck cutting off her air supply. She could struggle... just not meaningfully... Elena knew she couldn't escape on her own, but Scarlet knew that animal instinct would force her to try, struggling for freedom knowing all along that it would only increase her distress.
In the minutes that followed Elena fired sit up after sit up into the ropes, groping herself and choking herself in the process. Her abs quickly tired and she could feel a flush beginning to rise in her cheeks. It wasn't long before a familiar itch began to develop under her shirt and between in her splayed legs but there was nothing she could do to reach them. It was all she could do but writhe in the space between torment and ecstasy.
It would be some time before she would be found she knew and she'd commit herself to making the most of it. She just preyed fervently that she'd be rescued by someone other than Reno.
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Favorite Comments
Mattkind : Feb 9, 2016
Ha that's brilliant
kupoexe : Feb 11, 2016
Interesting tie, very restrictive and even overkill. Elena's face fits it all, too. Gonna be a long time for her...
...also that capitalized "Rude" was no coincidence now, was it?