Attack the Attacker

 

Author's Note: This is a story I had an idea for a loooong time ago, but finally decided to write. There seems to be mountains and oceans of “female hero raped by faceless guard” smut, and it always made me a little uneasy. I wanted to take that promise and turn it upside down.

Warnings: Contains female-on-male forced sex and violence. This is the darkest piece I've written to date.

"Put your hands up where I can see them. Slowly. There you go."

Shit. She had been caught.

Shinra building, 61^st floor. Somehow, Tifa had been separated from Barret and Cloud during their raid; and now, she had carelessly allowed some dumbass Shinra guard to sneak up behind her.

"Up against the wall. Spread your legs."

Double shit.

Tifa complied, for the time being. She felt the cold barrel of the guard's machine gun pressed against the small of her back. She gritted her teeth, silently, waiting.

"Well, aren't you something special?" She felt the guard's hands wandering over her body, feeling up her with perverse abandon. He lifted her skirt, cupping her ass. "Damn, this must be my lucky day, catching a sexy little slut like you all to myself...." The wandering hand continued feeling her up, reaching under her shirt to cup her breasts. "And god damn! These have got to be the biggest tits I've ever felt...."

Tifa felt the hand leave her shirt, and her stomach turned as she heard the zip of the guard's fly being undone.

"Now listen, bitch: I'm gonna tear up this sweet pussy of yours. The other guys won't believe what a hottie I grabbed...."

The guard gripped his cock with one hand, still holding the machine gun in the other. "Now, you be a good girl and do what I say and - "

This was it. This was the moment.

Tifa whirled, grabbing the barrel of the machine gun, twisting it out of the guard's hand. He had been sloppy; standing so close, letting his hand off of his weapon. In a flash, Tifa had sent the gun clattering the ground.

The blade edge of her hand lashed out, cracking the guard along the windpipe, underneath the helmet. As he stumbled back, coughing and sputtering, the agile martial arts expert kicked him behind both legs, sending the guard tumbling head over heels to the ground.

Tifa straddled him, pinning him down where he had fallen. With both hands, she ripped the helmet off, throwing it off beside the discarded gun.

She looked down at her would be rapist. He was a young guy with sandy blond hair, maybe early twenties. Yet another grunt in the Shinra war machine.

"Fucking shithead. Feel like a big man with a gun? Think you can just do whatever you want to girls?"

"Oh god, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, please don't...." the recruit stammered as he backpedaled.

She punched him, hard, drawing a line of blood from his lip. "You disgust me. How many girls have you raped? Huh? How many girls?"

"I don't know, I just.... please don't hurt me...."

She hit him again. "I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine, punk. Now be a good boy and do what I say."

She hiked her skirt up, and hooked her panties to the side. She moved so she was straddling he guard's face, each of his arms pinned beneath her knees. She grabbed one of his wrists, bending it backward until it was near breaking part. The guard squealed as she applied pressure on the joint.

"Now, lick my cunt, you piece of shit. If you try to bite me, try to escape, or do anything but give me anything other than your pussy-licking I game, I swear to god I will break your fucking wrist." She torqued on the bent joint for emphasis, eliciting another whimper from her would-be rapist.

The guard had little choice but to comply, his tongue lapping against his assailant's folds. Tifa ground against him, pressing her cunt into his face until he could barely breathe.

"Now you know what it's like whenever you stuffed your pathetic cock down down a girl's throat, you little shit. Not so fun, is it?"

When he didn't answer, she squeezed his wrist down, and the joint gave a slight pop. He gave a muffled scream, and Tifa felt an electric jolt in her spine as she felt the vibrations of his cry of distress against her cunt.

"I said, not so fun, is it?" She emphasized every syllable, making sure the guard understood the question neeeded to be answered. A muffled "no, ma'am," was his reply."

"Glad you understand. Now, you're going to make me come or I'm going to make it so you never use this hand again."

He continued to lap against her folds, and Tifa grabbed a fistful of his sandy hair, twisting it tight and pulling his face up into her pussy.

"Now! Make me fucking come or I break your fucking wrist!"

 

As she got closer to her orgasm, her grip on his wrist tightened. She felt the guard howl in pain, and as his screams of pain vibrated into her cunt, she gave her own cry of pleasure as she came on his face.

She looked down at her victim. Blood still ran from where she had punched him, mixed with the gleam of her sexual fluids on his face and the tears in his eyes.

"Please, ma'am... please let me go...."

"Would you have let me go if I had begged you? Hmm?" Cold, merciless fire blazed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll never do it again...."

She grinned wickedly. She reached back and felt his cock; still exposed, still hard. "That's right you won't. I'm going to make sure you never, ever rape anyone again. Every time you see a girl, every time you cop a feel, every time you so much as start to get an erection, you're going to see me staring back at you, and you're going to remember the hell that I put you through." She lowered herself onto his cock, grunting as he entered her.

"Please, stop....." the rapist whimpered.

"Why? Isn't this what you wanted? Weren't you going " tear up this pussy" a few minutes ago?"

She grabbed the collar of his uniform with either hand, her forearms pressing against the sides of his neck. The guard started to see stars as the choke set in, cutting off the blood flow to his brain.

"It's not the same when the other person has the power, is it?"

Tifa leaned forward, bringing her face down toward the guard's. She whispered in his ear, voice dripping with sadism. "I'm going to choke you unconscious while I rape you, and when you wake up, I'll still be raping you..."

"This is what death feels like."

 

The guard tried to reply, but couldn't speak. He thrashed for a few seconds, trying to escape the chokehold, but he had nowhere near Tifa's hand to hand combat prowess. He was helpless.

Tifa continued to ride the unconscious man's cock, bouncing on him in the isolated Shinra building hallway. Had she taken it too far? Hell no. She had lived in Midgar for years. She had seen the way Shinra's jack-booted thugs acted. She knew girls -young girls, poor girls, far too many girls - who had been gang raped by the soldiers, left with scars that would never heal. They were petty thugs and bullies, taking what they could from those too weak to fight back.

But Tifa was not weak. And she could fight back. People like this guy were the reason she fought, the reason she joined AVALANCHE, the reason she would bring this whole rotten system crashing down around Shinra's ears.

This was revenge. Revenge for all the victims, for every woman who had ever had her life shattered for the passing amusement of a band of little men with guns.

The soldier awakened. He was groggy at first, but soon snapped back to reality. Normally, waking up to find a beautiful woman riding his cock would have been his fantasy- but now, it was his nightmare.

"Please... please let me go... I'll do anything you want...."

She grabbed him by the side of the head, and pressed her thumbs into his eyes. "Then do you fucking job and fuck me! Make me come again, or I will tear your fucking eyes out!"

The soldier screamed in pain as she pressed her thumbs tighter against his eyes. He bucked upwards, driving his cock into her pussy while she slammed down on top of him, fearing for his very life.

Tears ran down his cheek, both from fear and from the fingers in his eyes. Tifa leaned down, licking him, tasting the mixture of his blood, tears, and her own cum on his face.

"What's wrong, crying? Did the girls you raped cry? And did you ever show them any mercy?"

He was sobbing now. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.... please, please, I'll do whatever you want...."

Tifa was almost there, on the edge of her climax. "Then swear to me! Swear that you'll never rape another girl again!"

 

"I swear, I swear! I'll quit Shinra, I'll never touch another girl for as long as I live, just please let me go...."

The sound of his pleading drove her over the edge, and Tifa gave a vengeful scream as she came. Electricity shot through her body, and as she came she slammed her elbow down onto the guard's face. His head bounced against the floor, and his whole body fell limp and unconscious.

She stood up, readjusting her skirt and panties. She left the guard as he was, unconscious, bloody, fly unzipped and cock out to the world. Let him lie there for another guard to find, a warning to all of them.

As for her, she had work to do.