"R-Rukia, w-what are you-?" But Orihime was once again interrupted by something she'd really not have liked to happen. Rukia had swiftly moved her right foot and planted it vertically on Orihime's face, stopping and muffling her sentence in her tracks. Orihime just couldn't believe what had happened, Rukia, a girl who she thought was her friend, had knocked her out, used her body as a seat, and now planted her socked right foot in her face. Orihime screamed under Rukia's right foot, which was dressed in a black sock that went knee high, which she had worn to school that day, but it was muffled under Rukia's powerful foot, which covered most of Orihime's mouth with her heel and sole, flattened her nose under her sole, and extended all the way to just slightly above Orihime's eyebrows with her toes. Orihime then instinctively tried to bring her hands round to pull Rukia's foot off of her face, but it was just then that she realised her hands were tied tightly together at the wrists with rope. She couldn't move them more than an inch. More than that, her legs and feet were also tied tightly together. Orihime gave another muffled screamed in surprise that Rukia was entirely serious about this. She needed someone to save her! She continued to scream and scream under Rukia's right foot, but it was very well muffled by Rukia's foot.
"Shut up, you little skank!" Rukia said, frowning as Orihime's constant screaming started to get on her nerves. To emphasise this point, she rubbed her foot into Orihime's face for a few seconds. The reaction from Orihime's face was priceless to Rukia as Orihime cringed.
Orihime responded with a wail of despair that was made more pitiful by the fact it was muffled under Rukia's foot. Rukia couldn't resist a smirk of supremacy. That smirk turned into a laugh as she watched Orihime start to squirm under her foot, Orihime had started to use the tactic of shaking her head from side to side, desperately trying to get Rukia's foot off of her face, not really realising that should she somehow manage that, Rukia would just place her foot where it rightfully belonged again. On Orihime's face. Orihime started out with slow movements from side to side, but as she grew more desperate she resorted to strong jerks from side to side. You see, Orihime could not stand the smell of Rukia's socked feet, and she could only just get a little bit of oxygen in through her nose as her mouth was covered by Rukia's heel, and each sniff brought with it the demoralising smell of Rukia's foot through her sock. And being forced to smell Rukia's foot while she sat on her chest and laughed was the most humiliating experience Orihime had ever been forced to endure.
More than that, her tactic of trying to get Rukia's foot off of her face was failing. Rukia simply applied more pressure and it stuck to her like glue, her tactic only succeeding in making her look more pitiful. Rukia gave a harsh laugh, and Orihime noticed that her eyes were wild. She seemed to really be enjoying this!
"What's the matter?" Rukia mocked "Aren't you enjoying the smell of my foot?"
Orihime stopped jerking her head around for a moment to reply "Your foot really stinks!" She said, but of course her answer was completely muffled by Rukia's foot. It was unclear what she'd actually said. Nevertheless, Orihime resumed her trief-and-failed tactic.
But Rukia was having none of it. She applied more painful pressure to Orihime's face, enough to stop it moving. It also stopped the oxygen supply she was getting. Rukia moved the face back to look at her and shook Orihime's head around with her foot for a few seconds, enjoying the power.
"What did you say?" Rukia asked.
"I said your foot really stinks!" Orihime repeated louder, but it was even more muffled than before. "Now please get it off me!!" She screamed as her lungs burned. She was just about out of oxygen.
"What? You want my other foot in your face as well?!" Laughed Rukia.
Orihime viciously thrashed her head from side to side, using desperate strength that she pulled out from no where. Rukia took the hint and briefly pulled her foot away. "Had enough?" She said, chuckling to herself as Orihime took in several deep breaths. Orihime said nothing, but just started into Rukia's eyes, pleading for mercy as she did this. Mercy was not what she was about to receive. Rukia took her right foot and traced around Orihime's nose with her big toe. Orihime turned away. Rukia nudged Orihime's face back to look at her with her foot.
"So. You said you want my other foot in your face as well?" Rukia was relentless.
"No." Orihime said quietly with big, pleading eyes. "I said your foot really stinks."
Rukia laughed out loud at that statement. "Well duh! You know Orihime, I was only messing with you. I just wanted to see what your reaction was. I'm sorry."
"Really?" Said Orihime, who suddenly looked very happy. Those were just the words she wanted to hear.
"Nope!"
Orihime screamed as Rukia's left foot descended on her, but her scream was quickly smothered as the left foot took up the same position that the right one did. Orihime looked like she was about to cry. Rukia laughed louder than she had before, and for a long time. "You should have seen your face!" She said as she gasped for breath. "It was absolutely priceless!" Rukia wiped a tear out of her eye from laughing so hard. Orihime gave a few muffled cries of desperation, but eventually they subsided and Rukia just watched and listened as Orihime took loud, deep sniffs underneath Rukia's left sole. After a while longer, Rukia lifted it off of Orihime's face.
"So, how does that compare to the right one?" Rukia asked with a sinister grin on her face.
"Well, actually it wasn't that bad. In fact, it was rather nice. I liked it." Orihime said.
"Oh really?" Rukia asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Orihime nodded "After a while of moaning, I realised it actually didn't smell too bad. In fact I really like the smell of your feet. And maybe in fact, this was right for me, with you sitting on top, and me, your foot slave, smelling your feet all day, maybe massaging them, and accepting that you're better than me. And worthy enough to own me as your slave."
"Wow, I'm glad you see it that way, Orihime."
"NOT!" Orihime yelled as loud as she could, before screaming, trying to attract attention to anyone who could hear.
Rukia was furious and quickly smothered Orihime with both feet, subjecting her to double the smell. "I didn't think you were serious, but I have to admit, that REALLY annoyed me! You don't poke a tiger that's not in a cage! You're trying to play me now? You've just made your time HELL! Maybe I will make you my footslave, maybe I WILL force you to smell my feet all day, and massage them EVERY DAY, not with your hands, but with your FACE! Like this!" And then to emphasise her point she started rubbing her socked feet up and down Orihime's face, particularly focusing on the nose. "And soon your face will smell like my FEET! How'd you like that Orihime, or maybe I should start calling you FOOT GIRL? Maybe I'll even make you lick them, how would you like that Orihime, mmmm licking my salty, sweaty feet after a hard long day!" And then her voice went all sweet like she'd usually sound outside. "And who knows Orihime." She giggled "Maybe you really will like them!"
And to Rukia's delight, Orihime started squealing like a trapped piglet. "I'll get you for this Rukia, people will know what's happening, Tatsuki will sav-" But at that point Rukia covered Orihime's mouth horizontally with one foot. "Hmmm, no, I don't think so!" Rukia said sweetly as she started laughing to the sound of Orihime's muffled screams and threats. Rukia had pushed all of Orihime's buttons even ones she didn't even know she had!
"Alright now, calm down. Deep sniffs, that's it Orihi- I mean Foot Girl!" Rukia kept a foot over her big mouth at all times, and forced her to smell her feet for another 20 minutes as she kept rubbing the smell into her face. All the while plotting what to do with her victim next...
(I hope that you aren't all blown away by this, but this is all the writing power I've channeled from doing the tedious work of laying the foundations for this interactive. XD)
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