This choice: your tiny body still struggling against her sole... • Go Back...Chapter #7Persistent Little Cockroach... by: Alina   The urge to tap her foot had left her minutes ago as she got lost in the song she was listening to, looking out the window at the city passing by. She could count the stops in her head and knew that there were five left…four…three… Shit. You. She’d almost forgotten after the initial thrill; turns out, bugs are only fun for a couple moments unless you keep them in an ant farm or something. Nuki had no intentions of starting that enterprise, least of all with you.
‘Was it even alive down there still?’ Nuki thought, having long-since stopped considering you a person like the other passengers on the bus.
‘One way to find out,’ she considered with a smirk as she flexed her toes out…then scrunched them together quickly.
THWACK!
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You groaned in pain, your whole body writhing involuntarily at the sudden stimulus after you’d nearly sunk into the dark depths of unconsciousness after nearly suffocating against her sole. If she was tormenting you with beatings again though, then maybe she was still considering whether to keep you around? Why else would she do it?! She could just as easily have let you asphyxiate against her warm, rough sole that encompassed you like a sticky, heavy blanket. You just had to impress her…you were positive you could make her like you if she just gave you a chance. Sticking out your tongue, you began dragging it against the flesh in front of you, cutting it against the rough flecks of dead skin as the copper taste of blood began filling your mouth….
Nuki smirked, rolling her eyes, ‘Yup. It was still alive down there.’ She looked at her bag and the tiny toy she’d already picked up for herself earlier today. The one underfoot was dirty…and it had been such an ass beforehand that she didn’t even want to take it with her. ‘One’s good enough’ she decided as she slapped her flip-flop against her sole one last time and began reaching down to dispose of the pathetic pest.
Pain coursed through your body from the second, sudden impact. You’d thought you’d been doing well, but was she still mad at you?
Tears welled in the corner of your eyes as you struggled to push yourself up onto your elbows, extending your tongue once more to work the gritty, grimy bottom of her sole. You’d be good. You’d be better than good! If she gave you a chance, you’d be the best…best what? “Oh god,” you whimpered, pulling away from her sole. Had you sunk that low, that quickly? Were you about to offer yourself as a fucking pet to your kidnapper?! You looked back at the tan flesh looming over you that had been your abuser, your jailor, your…master. Blood rushed to your cheeks as you blushed, a tightness in your chest as you tried to figure out what the hell was happening…but then you saw it.
“W-Wait! Wait, hang on! Just give me another chance! A-Another ch-” you screamed, cut off mid-plea as two massive fingers sporting chipped black polish reached for you under Nuki’s foot. The digits pressed you painfully into her sole, threatening to snap your back like a toothpick! You screamed into her flesh, the sound muffled as you were sure she was going to squish you…but you suddenly felt a painful jerk to the right. The world was spinning as her titanic fingers began rolling you along her sole. She was freeing you?! She was freeing you!! Every cell screamed in relief and you promised to be the best pet in the world if it would keep you from going back under her foot!
Unfortunately for you…Nuki didn’t want a pet. You’d soon learn that she was only pulling you from her sole so that she could….  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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