Ichigo produced a long, white feather, twirling it directly in Rukia's line of vision. A small gasp escaped her, although the shinigami was hardly subdued. She trashed as violently as the restraints -- her hands were tied about her head, and her feet were tied together at the foot of the bed, temptingly exposed -- would allow her, but it was to no avail. To her growing horror, Rukia realized that, not only was she tied up and helpless, but she was wearing nothing but her underwear.

And she didn't recognize her surroundings.

The question of where she had been taken was less important, for the moment, than convincing Ichigo not to do what Rukia knew he was planning on doing. "ICHIGO, YOU CREEP, IF YOU DON'T KEEP YOUR PERVERTED FINGERS AWAY FROM MEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE -- "

Rukia's sentence was disrupted by Ichigo applying the feather to her bare right foot. Her intense ticklishness was only made all the worse by the realization that, no matter how she trashed and wriggled, or how her violent laughter shook her, she still couldn't escaped.

The feather taunted her, working its way up and down her sole.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Ichigo!!! Stooooahahahahahahap this IMMEEEE-hee-hee-hee-diately!" Eyes closed in forced glee, Rukia tossed her head back, trying fruitlessly to block out the maddening sensation. But all she could do was laugh, and laugh, and laugh, as the feather mercilessly worked its way up and down her foot, and then began to weave torturously in between her toes.

"NO, NO, STOP, I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANT!"

Ichigo's dick was so stiff it ached, in a too-good-to-stop kind of way. His only answer to Rukia's increasingly frantic pleas was to switch the feather from her right foot to her left.

Rukia's bright blue-violet eyes popped open in shock for a few seconds, but found themselves closed again not long after the feather began to tickle her other foot.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO PLEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEASE," Rukia begged as the feather tortured her other foot, ruthlessly moving up and down, up and down, up and down. "PLEEEEEHEHEHEHEEEEEEASE STOOOAHAHAHAHAHAP TICKLING MY FEET! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE!"

To Rukia's intense relief, the feather was lifted. Panting desperately for air, Rukia opened her eyes and peered at Ichigo, who was twirling the feather thoughtfully as he stared at her.

"Well..." Ichigo said, evil smirk firmly in place. "I guess your feet have got enough attention for now. I should probably switch to another part of you for now."

"Ichigo!" Rukia cried out, half-angry, half-terrified. "Temee! That isn't what I meant and you know it!"

Of course, Ichigo had no intention of listening to her.