Azula used her normal method of getting her boots on the rest of the way. She stomped her foot.

For Naruto that sudden movement was quite an experience. He felt a brief wave of nausea as the boot moved rapidly downward and a sudden amount of pain as Aula’s heel banged against him hard. The pressure had suddenly increased as Azula’s foot was now pressing hard against him marking him as her property and he was pressed into the solf, squishy skin of her foot until he was stuck to it, her sweat making her flesh feel like he was in a pot of quick-drying concrete.

Aula crossed her legs, she stared at the higher of the two articals of footwear, the one that had her prisoner inside it, natrually. The princess thought of how to enjoy a tiny prisoner as her personal living insole. Suddenly she smiled cruelly as she lowered her foot and started to walk away. Naruto suddenly felt her foot lift him up only to crash down a second later. That happened again and again. Azula was obviously walking somewhere. Next he felt the toes his head was between start to shake as Aula rubbed her toes aginst his head and Naruto felt like he was in hell. Then it got worse. Azula used a heel-toe motion to shift the pressure from one end of Naruto's body to the other. After that, she did a forward and backward rubbing with her foot. smushing Naruto's face into her insole and rubbing tirelessly, Naruto found himself glad for the soft, spongy, wet floor as the feel would have been like sandpaper otherwise. As his capter was doing all this, she was keeping her feet the tempiture of a sona by focing firebendingon her soles. Azula started to sweat again and the heat from her sole made her footsweat boil around Naruto and made the already damp air of her boot feel like he was breathing in glue.

Naruto couldn't take this. But he couldn't get out. The only way to get free was if Azula took him out to amuse herself by having him as a foot-toy!