Forced To Serve Goth Girl Feet by AkaiTheGuy, literature
Literature
Forced To Serve Goth Girl Feet
Emily was a quiet, polite girl with lovely orange hair in a ponytail and freckles covering her pale skin, however her social skills were rather terrible and she found it quite difficult making friends so naturally she sat all alone in her schools cafeteria, she had finished her lunch and was no just sitting there reading a book as she often did. Like the rest of her fellow students at her all girl school, Emily wore a uniform consisting of a white blouse, a blue and black plaid skirt, knee-high white socks and a pair of fancy black leather shoes. Just as Emily peacefully turned a page a bit of movement caught her attention, she lifted her head and aside from the general commotion of the cafeteria she noticed a girl walking towards her, making eye contact and scowling. Emily was vaguely certain this particular angry looking girl was named Katherine, a young lass the same age as Emily of Korean descent. She had creamy pale skin, chin length semi-curly black hair that framed her narrow face quite nicely and once again, she bore a harsh scowl, as if Emily had just burned down her house. "Um...hello?" Emily greeted awkwardly, putting on a nervous smile and shrinking down a bit. Aside from the sound of her uniform shoes softly smacking the ground Katherine made no noise, she just continued striding confidently forward with a disdain filled glare directed at the ginger girl. Emily then watched as Katherine finished her approach, she effortlessly snatched the book from her hands and kept walking towards the doors behind Emily that coincidentally left the cafeteria. Of course Emily turned and was about to say something but it was too late as Katherine strolled out the door. "What the...?" Emily mumbled as she rose to her feet, she followed the girl out the door and into the hallway. She then noticed Katherine turning a corner so Emily quickly walked after her. "Um...excuse me? That book is due back at the library today..." ~~ This foot filled story is too long for DA ~~ https://www.evernote.com/shard/s441/sh/303b2bf2-e6da-c699-17b4-7b3cf8e09f33/a7cf336fee8dfb4cff83f28c2a31295f
Fate/ Illya and Sabers Disgusting Feet Pt.1 by AkaiTheGuy, literature
Literature
Fate/ Illya and Sabers Disgusting Feet Pt.1
Deep within the depths of the Tohsaka mansion, a particularly dark and dank part of the basement was suddenly filled with a blinding light as Rin finished the incantations of her summoning ritual. She stepped back and watched tensely as the light began to fade. "Please be a strong one, not some weakling." She mumbled as a humanoid form took shape. "Someone powerful, like Saber." The light quickly faded away as did Rins hopes for a satisfying outcome as the purple haired Medusa was standing before her. Immediately Rin groaned loudly and stomped her heel into ground. "Well now I'm certainly not winning the Holy Grail War!" She whined, only getting more annoyed as her servant donned a sarcastic smile and took a slight bow. "Well it would appear we are both disappointed." Medusa replied. A week passed by, slowly and without much of interest happening... Seated on a clearly expensive red sofa at the center of an equally as expensively decorated room within her mansion Rin was beginning to grow impatient. She sat there silently looking around the room as she waited, her eyes passed over bookshelves filled with ancient tomes, shelves full of mysterious mystical curiosities and countless lavish bits of decoration before she lazily reached over to the small table next to the sofa. There was a little bell sitting atop it which she picked up and violently rang for the fourth time. Just as she did the large wooden doors to the room sprang open, revealing Medusa whom was carrying a tray loaded with a teapot and a porcelain cup, as the doors closed behind her she stomped towards her Master with both girls clearly being displeased with the other. "Finally!" Rin grumbled, setting the bell down hard just as Medusa placed the tray upon the same table. "How can you expect to win this war for me if takes you THAT long to fetch me tea?" "I am not your maid, you insolent brat." Medusa said indignantly, she took a few steps back and gestured to one of the rooms many large windows. "I should be out there, slaughtering all who dar-" The doors banged open, a blueish flash zoomed by the duo and with that Medusas head was cut off and sent flying towards the doors. Rin, obviously shocked, jumped to her feet. Before she was even completely upright the tip of a bloody blade was poking at her neck with the owner of the sword being Saber, the mighty blonde warrior she had very much so wished to have summoned for herself. From the hallway a high-pitched, highly annoying and terribly smug laughter could be heard. Through the doors strolled a short girl with pale blonde hair and purple clothing, she triumphantly took a few steps into the room before stopping at Medusas upwards facing head. The girl just stomped her purple leather boot down onto the decapitated thing, pointed to the clearly outclassed Rin then spoke with a rude, devious tone. "I am Illyasviel von Einzbern, I've been looking for you for some time now and I must say I'm very disappointed with what I've fo-" The head and Medusas body vanished as summoned things do causing Illya to inadvertently stomp her foot down and stumble a bit. Regaining her composure for a awkward moment Illya quickly started up again. "But yes, back to my speech! You're lucky it was me that found you, I won't kill you...but you will certainly wish I did! Saber, please harm our victim a bit." Rin certainly didn't want to find out what this tiny pale child intended to do with her. She leapt backwards onto the sofa, hoping to end things quickly with her jewel magecraft she pulled a topaz from her pocket and pulled her arm back with the intentions of blowing Illya to hell but Saber swiftly intervened. Rins hand was swatted by the seemingly indifferent blondes sword which sent the topaz flying off towards the corner of the room where it immediately exploded in a fireball that shattered all the windows. The now nervous Tohsaka girl then yelped in shock as Saber grabbed her ankle and yanked to her down, she cried out as she slammed onto the incredibly solid white marble floor. Rin had no time resist as her throat was basically flattened by Sabers left boot, she couldn't even gag immediately after her face was obliterated by a sideways stomp from her foes right steel boot forcing her to scream out in agony. The boot lifted then came back down just as hard as before, this time Rin couldn't finish screaming before the third stomp came. Despite being a spoiled rich girl she didn't intend to just give up however, she raised a arm to fight back and was given a very hard poke to her palm from Sabers sword which caused Rin to instantly slam that arm back down. As the boot lifted from her face again she saw Illya casually approaching with a massive grin, Rin also noted Sabers blank expression just before having her face crushed again. This time the boot remained in place, horizontally laying across her face with Rins flattened nose smelling nothing but metal and dirt, her angry and perhaps slightly fearful eyes were left exposed though allowing her to watch as Illya smugly sat down on the sofa exactly where she had been only minutes ago. "And you even fetched some tea for me, how considerate." The little girl mocked as she snatched up the dainty little teacup and leaned forward so she could make eye contact with her victim who was visibly writhing in pain. Illya took a sip of tea. "Hmm, a terrible mage and a terrible taste in beverages. You truly are underwhelming." Rin tried to rudely respond but the instant she opened her mouth Sabers boot slid down, the side of it tilted down a bit and poked into the girls mouth hard enough that as her bottom teeth scraped the boot they left little scratch marks in the steel promoting Rins defiant words to turn to a meek whimper allowing Illya to continue, which she did as degradingly as possible. "You may be wondering how I was able to find you, it was amusingly simple. I detected your servant, that useless dead girl, concentrating her mana within minutes of you summoning her...I've known where you are since day one! I would've been here a bit faster but I decided to walk. For seven days, without taking off my boots a single time." Illya explained, she winked down at Rin who was filled embarrassment, rage and fear. Illya then leaned back on the sofa, sipped some tea then casually added. "So yea, you'll be licking my gross feet bu-" Rin tried to shout out something despite her mouth being filled with a steel boot, Illya simply snapped her fingers and Saber seathed her sword as if she were being inconvenienced before obediently leaping off the rich girls face/throat with her boots coming down directly onto Rins stomach forcing her to scream out and jerk her entire body in agony. Illya just cleared her throat loudly and kept speaking. "BUT ANYWAYS, you're not gonna lick my feet just yet. No. You get to start the fun by serving my servants feet, I imagine her metal boots are much better at making feet gross than my cute little leather boots." Illya said and with that Saber lifted her right foot above Rins slightly bruised face who just started up as if she had received the greatest of all insults. "I suggest you do as your told. Remember, this whole Holy Grail War thing is a fight to the death." "Take it off." Saber commanded without any apparent excitement or interest. A eerie silence fell over the room as Rin just stared up into the steel boot sole with reddened cheeks, she knew she really had no choice other than to obey but just the sheer humilation of obeying some smug little girl who had gotten the servant she desired was nearly too much to handle. About two seconds passed before Rin groaned as Saber leaned back a bit on her left foot causing the solid steel heel to dig into her guts, prompting the rich girl to quickly grab the boot hovering above her face. She wrapped her slightly shaking fingers around the metal and pulled, unfortunately the boot slipped right off with it being surprisingly heavy and as she set it to the side Rin endured a disgusted shiver as she heard a liquid sloshing around inside. Her attention was shifted however, a guttural cough shot from Rins mouth as the air was filled with a seemingly deadly toxin, it reeked of hot rotten eggs and salt mixed with sour milk and after only one inhale Rins eyes began to water as if she'd been peppersprayed, even her nose felt like it was on fire and the poor girl felt a deep feeling of dread as she realized the source of this most horrendous odors... Sabers barefoot began to slowly lower down, stopping several inches above Rins face which basically forced the rich girl to observe the foot in great detail while suffering as she took the smallest of inhales... surprisingly, despite her hatred of feet, Rin found Sabers foot relatively nice looking, for a foot at least. It was slender, pale, not particularly small or huge but less appealing was all the sweat that was nearly dripping off,  the girls foot was so covered in the foul liquid that her long toes were all smooshed together as if glued and all that sweat certainly added a terribly unpleasant aroma to the already tainted air. "Well?" Saber said impatiently,  she dug her boot heel down again which tore Rin from her disgust-induced daze. "Y-you can't be serious! That thing literally the most disgusting foot I've ever seen!" Rin shouted with obvious fear in her watery eyes. "Like I think I'd rather just die tha-" "Start licking." Illya chimed in merrily, seated on the sofa like a tiny mischievous queen. "Or I'll have her just shove her foot down your throat! Rin was just about to arrogantly remind the two trespassers that she was a wealthy, powerful, important person but before she could open her mouth Sabers foot moved down a bit with her sticky-with-sweat toes poking into Rins lips which made her essentially jerk with disgust from the gross sensation. The smell also got significantly more...assertive and forthright with making her nose feel like she was snorting acid with every breath but somehow the rich girl managed to keep laying there defiantly and obviously afraid. In response Saber placed her hand on her swords hilt with a threating aura, she pulled it out about two inches before Rin broke. "W-wait wait wait! I'll do it..." She stammered, wincing a little as the boot crushing her guts shifted a bit, she then meekly added. "But only because you people are making me." "Well just to be sure...you've got three seconds to lick before I order Saber to disembowel you." Illya giggled with purple boots swinging happily only a few inches from Rins disgusted face. The girl just laughed more as her pathetic, former foe panicked and grabbed a hold of Sabers ankle. "Yes! Just like that, now lick that sweaty thing like a lollipop." Not wishing to be stabbed by the seemingly emotionless girl standing atop her, Rin jerked the sole towards her mouth and launched her tongue at its pasty white target. The instant her tastebuds made contact Rins eyes shot wide open in shock as if she'd been stabbed anyways. She tried to shove the foot aside but instead it just stomped down with Rin shouting in panic as her tongue was pinned between her chin and Sabers immensely moist heel which leaked sweat down onto her tongue that was so foul and unbearably salty that Rin released her grip on her tormentors ankle to clench her fists in agony as that's all she could really do. "You were commanded to lick my foot. Now lick." Saber stated calmy with her hand still on her sword hilt, she started to twist her heel around with Illya laughing loudly as Rin just shivered with disgust as the blondes unwashed skin tasted even worse than the smell, it was like a hundred year old boot soaking in garlic juice and pepper. By this point Rin was filled with so much revulsion and fear of what would happen if she disobeyed that she actually wanted to obey but was unable as her tongue was busy being crushed, Saber had a solution however. Rin let out a gag as Sabers heel slid up her outstretched tongue before it popped down into her mouth, forcing her lips far apart as Rin issued a simple command "lick", which Rin immediately obeyed. Her tongue was still outside her mouth so she had to suck it back it which included having it rub against the back of Sabers foot, just that bit of contact was more than enough to earn another gag from the rich girl. Once her tongue was 'safely' back inside her mouth she very, very cautiously rose it upwards until the tip just barely poked Sabers heel, it tasted so foul and horrid that Rin basically turned green but somehow she managed to keep her tongue pressed lightly agaisnt the pale skin and the ocean of sweat clinging to it. With Sabers deadpan blue eyes watching intently and with Illya occasionally leaning forward with a smirk, Rins last bit of pride died as she began to lick the foot of the servant she so desperately wished to have for herself, immediately her cheeks turned as red as her shirt as she finally submitted. Utterly unsure of how to properly lick a foot Rin just rubbed her tongue around randomly, it moved side to side, swam through a swamp of sweat, slid up and down and even moved in some circles with the defeated girl discovering that she absolutely did not have a foot fetish. By this point she was so disgusted that her eyes were squinting and on the verge of shedding tears but her gaze only grew more shameful upon looking up to see Saber had the tiniest of smiles on her lips as she must be enjoying herself despite her indifferent disposition. "Oh wow! I've had this servant for like a week and this is the first time I've seen her smile!" Illya announced with occasional gagging and whimpering in the background. "Or whatever that is,  half a smirk? The ghost of a grin? Eh, whatever, I'm just glad you're down there suffering, little rich bitch." "I also find her suffering enjoyable." Saber stated, her smile immediately disappearing despite very much so enjoying the feeling of the girls tongue wiggling and writhing around. Rin had barely been licking the blondes very salty, very foul heel for ten seconds and already she felt immensely uneasy and nauseous from the sickening assault on her senses that she already noticed at first as the heel popped out of her mouth with the center of Sabers sole now hovering above her lips. Knowing she had to continue and hating herself for doing so Rin barely even paused before starting to worship the foot above her, this time she very foolishly pressed her tongue flat against the pale, sweaty skin and was rewarded with nearly vomiting as she coughed several times like she was on the verge of throwing up a kidney. "My god you really are pathetic!" Illya snickered with Rin flinching as the side of her head was playfully and unexpectedly poked by the girls purple boot. The rich foot licker quietly returned to smearing her tongue around despite her tastebuds literally burning. "Did you seriously think you could win the Holy Grail War?" "She is as idiotic..." Saber stated. "...as she weak, and she's very weak." "Very poetically said my servant, that thing down there couldn't fight her way out of a paper bag." Illya mocked, meanwhile on the floor Rin was practically shivering in disgust, her tongue certainly was as it was literally trembling. "But anyways, you two need to put on a more entertaining show for me...hmm..." As the purple clad sadistic child pondered Rin felt terrible dread as she already knew whatever was about to happen would be positively horrific, especially since she could already hardly keep from vomiting and had been struggling to hold in tears. "Okay you two, go over to the middle of the room. Foot-Bitch, you get on your knees. And my obedient servant, kindly alternate feet and kick this rich brat in the face a few times for my pleasure." Illya commanded like a power mad queen, Saber unsurprisingly obeyed without question and stepped down off her. Rin was visibly panicked but still she got to her hands and knees then attempted to stand. "Oh no NO, you have to crawl!" Saber, whom was facing the opposite direction, enforced her owners will and quickly jerked her left foot upwards/backwards with Rin crying out as she received a brutal uppercut to the chin from the warriors solid steel boot heel that sent her straight back into a crawling position like a submissive dog. Saber, indifferent to the girls suffering, began to walk and Rin had intended to meekly follow behind but she wasn't given much choice as Saber callously grabbed her hair and basically dragged her along with Rin whimpering rather than resisting. As the enslaved rich girl and her stoic torturer crossed the solid marble floor Rin died inside as she glanced back only to see Illya still seated on the sofa, comfortable, overjoyed and sipping tea while casting a impossibly degrading gaze towards her. By the time they had traveled about three meters, to a mostly empty part of the room, Rin yelped as Saber wasted no time forcing her to her knees via her hair. Rins pain was immediately tripled as Saber followed that up with a kick from her bare right foot, the pasty sweaty sole slammed into her face hard enough a gross wet noise rung out that was overshadowed by Rins agonized scream. She somehow managed to remain on her knees but Saber had other plans as her foot barely even pulled back before delivering a equally strong kick that sent Rin crashing to the ground with a scream, her skull smacked into the solid floor and as she laid there in a daze all she heard was Illya giggling and ordering her to get back up,  which after a few seconds she began to do out of fear of harsher treatment... she shakily got to her hands and knees, upon facing the indifferent Saber Rin begged as calmy as possible though her voice was so shaky, uneven and desperate it was just pathetic. "C-can I please go back to licking feet? Ple-" Saber answered by using her left foot, still wearing its heavy steel boot, to kick the groveling girl square in the face so hard that Rin skidded back on her hands and knees a meter or so screaming with tears bursting from her eyes before she collapsed to the floor like a thoroughly beaten corpse. She'd barely been there a nanosecond before the side of her head was smacked by the side of Sabers boot, sending it to the right where it was kicked again by her barefoot only to receive another kick from the boot, then the sweaty barefoot and on and on until her head was basically being played with by the blankfaced Saber like a ball. Each kick was terribly painful, with the boot obviously hurting infinitely more, either way as her head was swatted from side to side her face smeared her freshly leaked tears all over her expensive marble floor. As if having some armor clad girl smashing her head all around wasn't bad enough Rin could still taste Sabers foot in her mouth with perfect clarity and the blondes barefoot provided more than enough foul fumes to make her want to vomit, having her head jerked violently side to side only made things worse. After maybe fifty kicks, with Illya laughing the entire time while occasionally spilling tea over Rins expensive sofa, the new slave began to feel the tiniest urge to resist which Illya spurred on by speaking. "Hmm, at this rate she'll be too brain dead to even smell my feet. Stop." Illya decided reluctantly, Rin was obviously overjoyed but that didn't last as Sabers boot came down hard on her head. "But I'd still like to keep enjoying the show so...let's see...well this idiot did just beg to lick feet so let's give her what she wants. Hey idiot, lick between my servants toes, I hear that's where the most gross stuff is. And servant, feel free to kick her a bit whenever she hesitates." "As you wish." Saber replied with the barest bit of joy as she placed her whole bodyweight on the boot crushing Rins head forcing a agonized scream from the crying girl that turned to a defeated groan once the blonde started to walk off. Rin nervously lifted her head a moment later to find her armor clad torturer had sat down next to the smirking Illya. "Crawl over here scum, before I decide to come back and start destroying your skull again." Clearly beginning to break down, with her sniveling and crying and whatnot, Rin got to her hands and knees before Saber even finished speaking. By the time she had finished Rin was already halfway there, shamefully crawling in her own mansion towards feet she'd soon be serving. Just as she got there and sat on her knees like a slave, as she was about look down at Sabers feet she was interrupted by Illyas left foot, it zoomed over with the rubbery sole of her purple boot playfully poking flat against her face, staring into the slightly dirty treads she heard the girl snicker. "Before you die of disgust on my servants toes be a good loser, give my boot a nice kiss and thank me for literally destroying your life!" Illya commanded with Rin just accepting the abuse as her face was firmly smooshed and pushed by the small boot. "Hurry up or I'll shove my shoe down your throat." Deciding this was absolutely the lowest moment in her life Rin quickly obeyed, knowing she was causing Illyas ego to soar she pressed her already squashed lips hard against the boots heel with enough pressure to bend the girls scrawny leg a bit, Rin held that position and just stayed there with her crying eyes closed as Illya sat there with the most degrading victorious grin imaginable while the room was totally silent. After about five seconds, with her face still partially flattened by the boot sole, Rin spoke with clear embarrassment. "...T-thank you...for destroying my life..." She mumbled. "Good girl. I, your new owner, am very pleased. Now here's your reward for being such a entertaining sobbing little wreck." Illya purred smugly, the boot pressed against Rins cheek and redirected her head towards Saber. As the small purple boot dropped down it was immediately replaced by Sabers sweaty right sole which slapped flat into Rins face, she tensed up and cringed as it rubbed around. "Try not to drown from disgust, or sweat!" After a few seconds of having her face painted with warm sweat Rin tried not to gag from the overwhelmingly, nauseating stench and failed miserably. Keeping her eyes frightfully closed like a child she just kept crying and shaking as Sabers foot slowly began to slid down, a moment later the apparently pathetic girl whimpered as the foot came to a halt with her moist toes poking against Rins lips hard enough to shove her head back a bit. Once she didn't immediately open her mouth and start licking Rin shrieked with her eyes opening as Sabers boot clad left kicked its metal toe into her guts. "Lick my toes, now." Saber calmly demanded with Illya eagerly nodding and sipping tea. Unsurprisingly Rin instantly obeyed, her mouth opened and Sabers toes would've slipped right in if it weren't for Rins flying out. It slammed into the underside of Sabers long slender toes, without hesitation she loud guttural gagging sound as her tastebuds came into contact with blondes moist, gross skin that had been soaking in sweat long enough to become kinda sticky. Being extraordinarily tempted to beg for mercy Rin forced herself to begin, she even slowly and meekly lifted her arms, taking hold of Sabers ankle as she started to lick side to side with a miserable groan escaping her lips every few seconds. Calling the taste terrible would be a horrendous understatement, already her tongue burned as Sabers pale toes had a flavor best described as 'old warm sweat mixed with burnt soggy bread, vinegar and leather' so naturally alongside her groaning Rin produced many guttural gagging sounds which were like music to her two tormentors ears. The stink was equally as unbearably bad, the toes reeked of weeks worth of sweat and death, everything all together was so bad that by the time her tongue had licked the bottom of each toe four times Rin let out a sudden loud, gurgling retch but otherwise kept licking as if she were a well-trained slave. The rich girl continued, rubbing her tongue along the sticky sweaty skin with her crying eyes staring past Illya and Saber as she was far too humilated and fearful to even look at them. "Having fun?" Illya slyly side-eyed her servant. "Yes, this creatures tongue feels very nice and refreshing on my tired feet." Saber replied, watching the clearly suffering Rin like an indifferent observing scientist. "And all her wails and screams are very...pleasing as well." "Great! But don't get used to it, servant, she'll be making my feet feel all nice and loved soon. Until then I shall enjoy my tea and the wonderful view." Illya scooted a bit on the sofa and got more comfy, making sure to keep her playfully mocking gaze firmly fixed on her newest toy. "So have fun." "Lick between my toes." Saber instructed firmly the instant Illya went silent. The toe licking Rin visibly winched with disgust upon hearing the order but nevertheless she complied. She pushed her tongue forward however all she accomplished was shoving all five toes back as a whole, she poked a bit harder and got the same results so she cautiously pulled her head back to find all of Saber pasty white were stuck together thanks to all the old sticky sweaty and probably because of her cramped metal boots she had spent seven days walking nonstop in. Glancing up to see Illyas devious smirk and Sabers off-putting gaze made her keep trying, Rin panicked a bit as she returned to swiftly sliding her tongue side to side along the bottoms of the surprisingly soft but utterly vile toes, she licked each about four more times and gagged endlessly before trying to shove her tongue through with an obvious reluctance. After she spent a few seconds just looking like an absolute fool Rin nearly lost her grip Sabers ankle as the blondes steel boot slammed into her stomach forcing all the air from her lungs and leaving her no choice but to wheeze rather than scream before having to huff in air, all of which was tainted by the nauseating fumes radiating off that made her nostrils burn horribly. More kicks came, striking with each word Saber said. "Idiot, split them with your fingers." She ordered coldly, by now Rin was half bent over and would've been holding her bruised stomach if her hands weren't busy. She kept ahold of Sabers ankle with her left and with her right pointer finger she pressed down between the armored girls two largest toes, after a moment Rin felt a vile shiver as her finger finally separated the sticky toes and sunk down into the tight crevice. It was horribly warm, moist and it appeared as though toejam had mixed with the copious amounts of sweat, Rin almost instantly jerked her finger out and had almost a look of horror on her tear covered face as she discovered that finger was coated with the goopy toejam/sweat mixture. "My my, the little rich girl looks like she's turning green." Illya pointed out with a giggle. "Good. And you, rich girl, I didn't say stop." Saber stated with deadpan yet threatening tone that made Rin immediately shove her finger into the next spot and the third and finally the fourth before her hand returned to holding Sabers ankle. "Finally some competence, now clean and lick between my toes." More than a little anxious and afraid Rin still poked her tongue out, as she leaned forward her eyes narrowed to nervous slits that immediately shot wide open as she slowly slid her tongue between Sabers big and second toes, right away the crying girl let out a loud guttural cough that certainly filled the house but somehow she kept her tongue inserted in the cramped space. After a moment of heavy labored breathing and mentally reassuring herself Rin began to lick around, the sweaty toejam concoction almost felt like glue and tasted far far worse...it only took a few wiggles of her tongue before Rin pulled her head back. In response Saber just calmy placed her hand on her sword hilt which motivated Rin shove her tongue into the second, much tighter spot and despite her obedience Rin still received several kicks from Sabers boot that made her both whimper like a frightened child and begin scrubbing all around the blondes skin which was tinted slightly yellow thanks to all the sweaty toejam being smeared all around. Tasting of old wax mixed with salty swamp muck and having the most vile, sticky texture was more than enough to make Rins stomach begin to churn significantly more than it had already been but she kept going, twisting and turning her tongue which acted like a washcloth cleaning away the unspeakable stinky horrors trapped between Sabers slender toes. "This must be quite a bit more nasty than whatever it is you usually eat, huh?" Illya teased with a childish smirk that only made Rin feel sicker.  "You don't have to answer- well I guess you already have, you've been wheezing and choking nonstop." "Yes, and she keeps huffing out warm air, it feels surprisingly pleasant even though my toes are already quite gross and steamy." Saber commented with Rin feeling totally ashamed of herself she moved her tongue to the next putrid toe crevice and continued exhaling out of her wide opened mouth. She felt like absolute scum knowing she was providing such pleasure to the cruel warrior, who didn't even seem pleased with her efforts. "Servant, perhaps you should remove your other boot?" Illya proposed, giving Rin a snarky glare which the slave quickly looked away from. "I'm certain she's got enough cracked ribs, now we just need to make her nose suffer even more. Rin made a dull 'oof' sound as the metal boots sole slammed flat into her bruised stomach where it remained. "A good, sadistic idea. Slave, remove it now." Saber ordered, Rin winced in pain though she otherwise obeyed. She let go of the blondes ankle but kept worshipping her hovering foot until a loud shriek erupted from Rin as Sabers boot swiftly kicked upwards, uppercutting her chin hard enough that she bit her tongue and collapsed backwards to the sounds of Illyas giggles. Feeling the tiniest taste of blood, Rin quickly and frightfully got back on her knees as Saber spoke. "I didn't tell you release my ankle, you can remove my boot with one hand. Now apologize for your idiocy and continue." "Ple-please forgive me..." Rin mumbled with a shaky, hopeless voice as she took hold of Sabers left ankle with one hand. Feeling nothing but dread she slowly and painstakingly slid her tongue back between the blondes third and forth toes, she started to clean again only to briefly stop with a groan as the boot kicked into her stomach. By this point she had consumed enough sweat, toejam and had inhaled enough toxic foot fumes to feel terribly lightheaded, her whole body ached and her stomach churned endlessly but still Rin grabbed at the boot with her left hand. The solid steel footwear was clunky, cold and ended just below Sabers knee so pulling it off would certainly be challenging though Rin literally had to try, she grabbed the toe section and pulled with no progress. She squeezed her hand between her stomach and the boot, she held the sole and pulled with similar results all while awkwardly trying to focus on further torturing by licking sweaty toejam. "Hurry up, it's not that hard to take off a shoe!" Illya shouted, laughing as Rin began to rush more. "Let's go! Go go go!" "If this boot doesn't come off soon it's going to kick out your teeth." Saber threatened stoicly, she felt a dark satisfaction as Rins obvious panicking basically turned into hysteria. Rin grabbed the boot heel and pulled hard enough she managed to scoot Saber forward a bit on the sofa and the slave would've fallen backwards had she no been holding the blondes ankle, the boot slipped off  and as Rin quickly shoved her tongue into final little toe crevice she held the boot at stomach level, immediately Sabers newly bare heel propped itself on/in the mouth of the boot. Not a moment later, just as Rin had nearly finished cleaning between the blondes toes the combined stench of the sweaty foot and steamy metal boot attacked her nose and in that instant Rin felt her stomach rumble, knowing what was about to happen the utterly revolted, sobbing, slightly green-in-the-face jumped to her feet and ran to one of the rooms many broken windows. She leaned out and whimpered as her stomach contents bubbled while the two others watched and mocked from the sofa, still able to taste Sabers feet Rin dry heaved loudly, inhaled several times then heaved again before her eyes widened as everything came shooting up her esophagus, with tears streaming down her cheeks she spewed mixture of stomach acid, sweat, toejam and her expensive dinner down onto the grass below, she barely had a moments rest before erupting again and again with her loud wailing quickly turning into a quiet pathetic sob as she just hung out the window. She kept hyperventilating, which was nice as she got to breathe fresh air though her face was smeared with enough sweat to basically make it feel as though she was being smothered by Sabers soles. Regardless, her break lasted mere moments. "Ohhh rich girl~ it's my turn to psychically, emotionally and mentally abuse you! And servant, you go stand guard or something."
Soul Eater Feet-The Fall of Maka Albarn by AkaiTheGuy, literature
Literature
Soul Eater Feet-The Fall of Maka Albarn
"And here we have Death Bakery." Maka announced, spinning on her heel and facing Crona who'd been following several feet behind. "The best in the city!"
"It's...um...nice." Crona replied awkwardly, looking over at the quaint little shop.
"Ah Maka! Hello!" Called out some friendly looking old man sweeping just outside the bakery, presumably he was the owner.
"I'll be right back." Maka said with a smile before leaving Crona to go chat with the old man.
Crona stood there awkwardly. Earlier that day Maka had begun to give him a tour of Death City, they'd started several hours ago and had visited dozens of locations varying from the Deathbucks
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