(Author's Notes) This is a mature story, so all you kiddies, don't read this without your parents' permission... yeah right. Anyways, I thought I'd write a mature fanfic about a less known or widely known side of fantasy, depending on your preferances. It's related M and the subject is BDSM so you can imagine what it will contain. Enjoy.

The Final Sexual Fantasy

Written by David Mongeni

Chapter 1: Something New

Squall Leonhart, the leather-clad hero of the world, slowly walked to the last room of the bad guys' hideout. He has sneaked around in the shadows and knocked out guards, to just fight every single one of them when someone sounded the alarm. Frickin' bastards, he thought. He was tired, slightly wounded, and just plain annoyed. This was the second time this month that he had to save his girlfriend again. Rinoa Heartilly, the world's only sorceress at the time, has needed saving constantly and as her knight, Squall has killed many bad guys to save her every time. Jeez, why can't she just use her magic to save herself, Squall thought. These bad guys were many and strong, but not strong enough for Squall to take on. After saving existence, Squall has become probably the strongest man in the world, but this is a fact he doesn't like the toss around.

Squall came to the door he was guessing Rinoa was locked away behind. He grabbed the knob and was shocked to find that the door wasn't locked, that he could actually just open the door without kicking it in. He twisted the knob and quickly flung the door open. He saw Rinoa, but his eyes widen the shock of an interesting sight. Rinoa couldn't speak to her lover, because her mouth was taped shut with a tape gag. Rinoa was sitting in a chair, but she wasn't just sitting there, she was tied to the chair. Rinoa looked up at Squall with eyes of happiness. But her eyes went from happiness to confusion as Squall just looked her over.

Squall studied how the bad guys had tied up Rinoa. Her wrists and elbows were tied together with a rope that was also tied to her ankles, which pulled them up towards the chair. Rope went around her chest, above and below her breasts, around the chair, and around her bound arms, restraining her upper body to the chair. Her knees where tied together separately. For some reason, Squall was extremely turned on by his girlfriend's situation. Her arms being pulled back and the rope around her chest pushed out her breasts more.

Rinoa realizes that Squall was spacing out. She muffled at him to get his attention. Squall snapped back to reality and attended to Rinoa. Squall and Rinoa gazed into each other's eyes as he slowly pulled of the tape gag.

"Squall, thanks for saving me." Rinoa smiled.

"Could you be a little more careful? These kidnappers just wanted money. Next time, they might not be so nice." Squall warned.

Rinoa frowned. "Okay… By the way, why did you space out just now?"

Squall blushed. "Well… umm… none of your business."

Rinoa huffed. "Yeah, and I'm the one still tied to chair."

Squall took his gunblade and carefully cut away the ropes that tied his sexy lover. Rinoa stretched out and then rubbed away the numbness in her wrists.

"Are you okay?" Squall asked out of concern.

Rinoa smiled. "Yes, I am. They weren't too nice though to keep me tied up and gagged like that."

Squall broke his gaze from Rinoa. "We should get going."

Rinoa wondered to herself, what was up with Squall. I'll find out later, she thought.

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Squall's heart and mind were racing as he sat at his desk doing paperwork. His right leg was fidgeting; he never does that unless he's horny. That image of Rinoa bound and gagged ran through his head like a movie. You're not taking that memory, Squall said to the Guardian Forces inside his mind. Squall then became embarrassed at himself. He hasn't acted like a horny teenage since he was 14 and discovered himself with Quistis. Both she and he almost totally forgot about those days because of the Guardian Forces. Squall thought that there was something wrong with him. Seeing his girlfriend tied up like that. That's not right, Squall thought, that's just weird. Squall started to pace around the room. It's unlike him to be thinking about this, but he needed to talk to someone. A person close to him who'd always listen if he felt like talking. Someone that wasn't Rinoa.

Squall had an idea of who he could talk to about these things. Squall went walking through campus with a lump in his throat and came to her office. The door was open. Squall knocked on the door. "Come in." said a sophisticated female voice. Squall walked in a shut the door behind him. Quistis Trepe sat at her desk in front of him, working on some grading papers. She looked up and was surprised to see the look at Squall's face.

"Squall… you're blushing. But you don't do blushing." Quistis said pushing aside her work.

"Yes yes. I know that. It's… just… I need to talk to you about something." Squall said, swallowing that lump of pride in his throat.

"You surprise me yet again. Squall, I'm here to listen." Quistis gave him her full attention.

"Quistis, I figured I could talk to you. You know me better than anyone."

"Yes, go on."

"Yesterday, when I went to rescue Rinoa again. I found her…" Squall stopped.

"Oh my God, is she alright!" Quistis appeared shocked.

"Yes, she's fine. It's just I found her, restrained to a chair. And I normally don't talk about things like this, but I found this as a big turn on seeing Rinoa tied up like that. Quistis, be honest, is there anything wrong with me?" Squall told her while not making eye contact.

Quistis smiled slightly and giggled. Squall glared at her coldly. "Squall, calm down. There is nothing wrong with you."

"Then, why was I turned on by that?" Squall asked.

"Squall Leonhart, you have a kinky side that even you don't know about."

"Kinky side?"

"You don't know much about sex, do you?"

"I do too. You should know, I gave it up to you back then."

"Yes, but there's more than just vanilla sex, Commander Leonhart." Quistis giggled.

"Okay… so, there is nothing wrong with me. But, I still have no idea what you are talking about. You seem to know more about this than I do, so if you want to explain to me, I'll listen."

"Oh yes, Squall, you have a bit to learn. But, I can show you the ropes… so to speak. Oh yes, Rinoa will love it." Quistis grinned.

"Rinoa? She's going to get involved with this?"

"Why of course, Squall. After all, you're going to be tying her up."

"Okay then, I like the sound of that."

Quistis giggled. "Who would have thought that you, Squall, have a bondage fetish? So, how about after classes, I'll explain a few things to you?"

"Alright then, meet me in the cafeteria at 1600." Squall agreed. Little did he know, he's mind was about to be blown.