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Magical toerings
🕑 Added 2019-08-18 00:01:01 +0000 UTCYou get what you pay for!
This came out of an RP'ed story, here it is. Reeeaaally long, and unedited.
Raquel was lost....lost in her own thoughts that is. Her warrior instincts and Call to adventure screaming for her to leave this dead in town. Yet she didn't have more than a few silver pieces to her name. "Gonna need to find some work." she said to herself as she saw the very feminine looking proprietor of the wagon. Shorting a shoulder she thought, "maybe she needs some security for the ride to the next town."
While taking care of other customers, the sorceress exchanges a quick glance with a young and slender figure that clearly seems intrigued, and that intrigues her, as a response. She's always been good at finding the interesting ones with nothing but a glance. Once the crowd has fairly dispersed, she holds the glance for long enough to hint to come closer. The figure picks up on that hint. "Hi there, little one. You look...promising."
Raquel walks over slowly. Well she may not look like much her armor is clean in her sword is polished. Her doe in Boots go to her calf and a bow and a quiver of arrows is slung over her shoulder. Taken aback Raquel grins amusedly. " Not used to being called little." She says with an easy laugh letting it be known that she's not offended. "What brings you to this gods forsaken place?"
As the girl grins, the Sorceress grins back, and checks her out from head to toe. "Definitely promising", she thinks. "Oh what can I say" says, waving her hand. "I heard of a few interesting things happening in a city, east from here. Just passing by, really. Looks like not ALL interesting things are in the Capital, it seems." She grins even more, while her eyes get thinner.(edited) nods knowingly. "yes supposedly there's some unrest in the next town further east but it's the woods to the north that holds the greatest," she pauses for a moment looking for the words, " chance for riches." She finishes as she raises an eyebrow at the woman sizing her up. "Where are you headed?" She asks drawing herself up to her full height.
she seizes you up ..."perhaps not so little" she says, raising an eyebrow and taking her time looking at your full figure. "I try not to take my chances with riches. I have a tendency to be the one offering them, and also not being the one getting my hands dirty finding them...I'm called Sourceress for a reason". She crosses her arms and reclines in her squeaky, old chair, holding your gaze.
"Oh a sorceress you say? " She says with a chuckle."if I had a silver piece for every time I had heard that. But Im Raquel Ragnarsdottir. From the sea tribes in the North lands. And what may I call you?" She askes, letting it be known that she was of the Sea Raiding Danelands. Usually that was enough to get her place on any protection detail. She had to admit though the older woman had a bit of an alluring quality. Raquel was tanned in fair-haired well muscle but not overly so standing about 5 feet 7 inches (170.18 centimeters). Although her doe skin boots were rather large for a female of her height
She smiles. "And if I had a silver every time someone snarled at the word Sorceress, I could buy a terrace in the Capital and give up selling pickled frog legs as a side job!" She laughed loudly, bringing a hand to her mouth. Her long nails glared, close to the candle on her left. Long, with a pointier, but still round edge at the end. "But here, I'll humor you. Gwindyion Aluroa, of the Quiet Planes." Hearing about your origin, she raises her eyebrow again, and says: "Say, given your interest in this...chance for riches, you speak of... I could provide a little help, perhaps. Something that would make you even more...self reliant." Her gaze keeps on darting at your feet, and your baggy boots, loose, almost around her ankles(edited) "You need a different pair of footwear first, if you want to be ready to outrun a forest boar..." Loosely pointing at your feet
Raquel raises both eyebrows and shakes her head. "Let me guess I just need to buy something from you? A trinket perhaps?" She then shakes her head at the mention of her boots. "I'll bet you just happen to have a pair for sale don't you? I hate to disappoint but I came to you for a job not wares." Her laughter still easy. She didn't blame anyone for trying to make a little money but she certainly didn't think that they should mind the fact that she saw through their games. "These boots have seen more than a few Winters to be sure as well as the frost of the North." She finishes looking off to the distance thinking about home. "But it's nice to meet You Gwnydion of the planes. " She says sticking out her hand
"Fair. Keep your boots", she says, bringing her hand out of the cart to shake yours "Raquel Ragnarsdottir." "My offer still stands, and yeah, as a matter of fact...it is. I don't do trinkets...not anymore. It's a long story" *she waves her hand in a circle, dismissively. "BUT you seem to fit the exception to the rule!" *she says, waving her hands, pointing at your figure". "It's a ring" with a swift motion, she pulls it out of her sleeve. She doesn't expect to surprise you with the magic trick, nor with the ring...just yet.(edited) "Let's say this is also in my interest, the road ahead to get to the Eastern town isn't an easy one, and I could...use you."
Raquel looks at the ring and notices how it catches the light. it is rather striking but it's small too small for her fingers. "that would be a nice ring except for the fact that it looks like it's made for a child. How much do you charge for such a thing?" She askes stepping a bit closer. "I know you have your games but that doesn't mean that you can't tell me how you play them." she replies not sure yet about the woman. " How much do you pay for protection? Surely a sorceress wouldn't need it." After a few seconds, seizing her look, her eyes widen with glee "oh but this isn't any ring, Raquel of the Danelands...no tricks here. first of all" says with a hand on her heart "this is a priceless ring. There is a special bond between me and this little thing, and it helps me harvest Mana, something a Sorceress is always in need of, and a human like you that doesn't tap into her magic, wouldn't know what to do with all that Mana floating around! A figure like you has plenty of it, I could see it seep through you a mile away! It would be a gift from me to you. It will give you great strength in return. Make you stronger, faster, sharper." Her voice lowers, she smiles and says "The size of this ring...isn't off." Her smile goes from one side of her face to the other
Raquel listens intently. Interested in the story. A story the likes of which she's never heard from a com artist. " So that ring is going to make me stronger?" She asks reaching for it. " Where exactly am I supposed to wear it for one?" She asks with a laugh still regarding this woman who sea more interesting by the minute. " And how if it helps me be stronger and faster is it going to help you?" The whole idea seemed more like the stories she heard across the sea. Women who lived alone trading magic items to those on adventure in exchange for some of their riches. Raquel waited for the answer. She expected this woman might actually be telling the truth though she also knew from the stories there was always a catch and Raquel was wary for just such a thing.
"Ohhhh this ring honey..." the Sourceress smiled "goes in those boots you have such a hard time trading." her expression immediately went serious "It will make you stronger, faster, sharper, and pretty much doing everything physical, better! You have Gwindyion's word."
"Now I know your skeptical nature is firing off all sorts of lighting imps in your head! I gift you this ring, for your Mana" her eyes get wider and sincere "Now now, harvesting this Mana isn't exactly uneventful"
Raquel continues to listen with a smirk sensing the catch coming.
"But nothing a lady such as yourself can't handle with some getting used to! One thing you should be really getting used to, is how high you'll be able to jump! You don't want to spend the next few months repairing ceilings" Sensing her gaze upon her, she could tell she couldn't silvertongue her way out of this explanation. "Alright, here it is, layed it ALLLL out for you." She admitted to herself, a part of her was looking forward to this part The ring allows me to create a portal connecting you and me, and whenever I'll need Mana, I will have to take it. You see, Mana has a bit of a tough way of coming out someone's body, especially when they haven't been attuned to their magic powers. I'll have to, let's say, pull it out of you. This is all. It won't be painful, you have my word."
"and how exactly are you going to have to pull my Mana out of me?" She asks taking the ring. Knowing that has to be the catch. " And with all of these powers I'm getting I have to ask." She paused for a moment not sure she wanted the answer. " why would you pick me?" Raquel's face was stoic. She looked at the ring closely as she considered the offer. Looking down at her boots she then looked up at Gwindyion. " Where on my boots is it supposed to go?" The ring would fit to the first knuckle of her Pinky. The whole situation seemed farfetch. but she also had left the world of the north to seek adventure and this was the best opportunity she had yet had to try for a different life beyond just rading and sailing. She looked at the sorceress intently waiting for the answer.
She brought her hands closer "I picked you because people as fit as you have an abundance of mana, and the ring itself can't be worn by anyone, there has to be a basic level of strength. You are also quite forthright, and that goes well with the powers. On top of all that...I saw something in you I can't quite put my finger on...but, I tell you, I have to put more than one finger on you.....I'll have to drag all 10 of them on your soles for long, for only a few drops to come out!" Raquel gulped. She had heard what Gwindyion had said. So that was it. she looks down at her feet overly large for her body. Many times throughout her life she had wondered why her feet were so big and ticklish. Now it made much more sense. Raquel is adventurous spirit have been a byproduct of the magical strength within her. To harness that strength someone was going to have to use a physical weakness against her. "How long does it usually take?" She asked knowing the answer would probably be far longer than she had ever endured in her life. The sorceress is fingernails now made much more sense. Long and sharp they were there specifically to pull the mans out when needed.
Seeing how the situation has turned from an interrogation to a bargain, she sighed and said "Hmm, I can't really say...sometimes I need more, sometimes I need less...but I would say no less than 2 hours"
she took her time, dragging the words, testing the waters "It can be more, it can be less...definitely nonstop, by the way, I wouldn't want to keep you from using your fancy new powers in all sorts of ways would I now?"
"There is no reason to give you a break if it starts over after 2 or 3 minutes right? Would be just a waste of time for both"
"You are a master of not answering my questions." Raquel said more impatient as she held the ring in her hands and watched it split into two right before her eyes.
"I do my worst :)" Grinned the Sorceress, intertwining her fingers and gleefully looking at her new friend.
Raquel looked again and locked eye blue eyes on the Sorceress. " I ask you again.." she said now trying to block her irritation. " How am I supposed to to wear these and...." Sure trailed off again looking at the rigmngs and admiring their craftsmanship. " How line does it usually take to get your Mana." Raquel was in no mood to be lied to or deceived. She wanted to know the whole deal and its entirety before she shook on it. moreover how is she even going to wear these things without being told how they worked or where they were supposed to go.
"It's very simple, Raquel my dear. I would show you myself but judging by the cold sweat on your forehead as soon as I mentioned dragging my nails on your soles, it would need 3 grown men holding you down for me to do that. So, that's why magic comes into play. You slip those around your big toes, they will fit like a glove trust me. That is literally all you have to do on your end."(edited) she said, fidgeting with trinkets on the counter
Raquel starts unlacing her boots cuz she watches the rings grow a bit. as she steps out of them telling them off one than the other she places her bare feet on the lamb skin rug of the cart. Her long thick toes visible to the sorcerer's. "I'm not asking you to show me I'm asking you to tell me." Holding the rings over her toes she wiggles them twice." How long do I usually have to endure the...." She pauses weighing her words in her mind. " The Mana extraction."
the sorceress is internally biting her lips "Oh if you really need a timeframe, I would say 3 hours per session, it can vary but that's as close as I can get to a certain number"....the sorceress is just almost completely distracted by her beautiful toes wiggling
Raquel stops as she considers it. 3 hours isn't that long. Looking down at her large feet she remembers how achingly ticklish they are. Stealing herself she pushes both rings on. One for each big toe. She feels them widen as she pushes them on. Then once they reached the end of her toes she feels them tighten and almost bind to the skin they don't feel uncomfortable just as if they were a part of her. Immediately she feels a surge of energy and power. Her eyes flash for a moment and she looks over at the sorceress. "I agree to your terms sorceress."
"WONDERFUL!! Off you go" she quickly ushers you out of the wagon
an hour later
"Hey honey, I was just itching to try, sorry not sorry" Raquel hears a voice around her, in her head, but not. She was casually reclining in her room While a portal opens beneath her and drags her feet through
Her feet where a wonderful pinkish tint, large and with looong toes Humming to herself, she snaps her fingers, and the thrashing of both feet immediately comes to a halt. The rings magnetically attach to eachother, which severely limits the movements of Raquel's feet to a back and forth motion, which only really just shows off the wrinkles of the skin in the middle of the sole.
still humming, she snaps her finger again, and a lace automatically straps itself around the rings, holding the big toes and now stretching the soles.(edited) Rubbing her hands quickly, looking forward what's to come, she quickly mutters words that conjure a second portal, with no less than Raquel's head sticking out. She was right in front of her big toes, a first row ticket to the big show.
Raquel was relaxing in her home and she had already tested out her newfound powers. Reclining in chaise lounge she was startled to find her feet disappearing through a portal as she heard the voice of the sorceress mocking her. Immediately she tries to wiggle and struggle to pull her feet back through the portal but to no avail. They are stuck on the other side.
Curling her long toes defensively and yanking against the portal only last a few seconds before she feels her big toes quickly and forcefully pulled together leaving her only the ability to wiggle and back and forth. As she does so she feels something underneath the tops of her feet even further limits her movements backwards right near the edge of where her toes start. It feels comfortable and padded yet firm. Then very slowly she feels her feet being pulled back against it until her big toes are basically stretched over it in an arch. Speaking of arch, her aches are now pulled tight the skin showing off more of a pinkish hue.
Raquel tries to sit up but it's as if she's stuck to the seat now all she can do is wiggle her body from side to side and move her head back and forth. a moment later though she feels something at the top of her head and slowly her head is pulled through yet another portal. She finds herself in a warm and comfortable yet sinister-looking dwelling. It can only be the sorceresses keep. There in front of her is Gwindyion. Raquel can see her feet coming through the other portal on a raised platform.
She wiggles them and watches them move near inches from her face and gulps hard. "I didn't think I would be here so soon."she says trying to remain calm in this incredibly crazy situation
"OH but here you are!!!" The sorceress is glowing. "Let's get to work right away, shall we?" She says, pinching her cheek. Raquel is still thrashing in her bonds, and most importantly, her toes were still flailing around. "See, I'm a bit of a perfectionist myself. Old fashioned, one could say! Even though I could snap a finger and be done with it, there's a sort of ritual in tying...." She wrapped a cord around one of her toes "...every, single......one". Her toes were tied, and as the cords got pulled alllll the way back, the pillow right before her toes raised, exposing the biig pads and really stretching the whole foot like drumskin, in what was still a comfortable position The hue was now a beautiful pink, and the width of her soles was perfect and left plenty of room to experiment with. She was particularly pleased with the size
Raquel heart Hammered in her chest which wasn't even in the same room as her now, as she watched Gwindyion start to tie back all of her toes. Spreading them wide apart. " There's.....no reason to do that."the northern warrior woman said as she felt each toe being slowly restrained back. For some reason though she could not resist what was happening to her. She felt the power of the ring in the presence of the sorceress and it kept her from resisting until her toes were tied back. Then she felt the padded bar slowly pushing on to the tops of her feet pulling them even tighter making it impossible for her to move. Her long thick toes right now almost hooked around the restraints holding them. There was no escape. She tried to wiggle them but it did nothing. Finially she found her voice has the sorceress finished finding her feet and toes. " So how long tonight?" it was all she could muster as she saw the beautiful older sorceress going about her business happily preparing for a night of torment.
Raquel listen to the sorceress her now owned her feet and gulped hard. She had always hated the size of her feet she always hated how wide there were and she always hated the fact that they never seems to toughen up no matter how long she spent in the wild. They always remain sensitive though they never blistered. Hearing somebody who actually enjoy the look of them was both embarrassing and a little flattering their she couldn't really focus on either at this moment so worried she was about the things to come. Her face however turn turn a slight pink at those words though she said nothing. Simply breathing slowly trying to stay calm
"Ohhhh look at you, getting flustered aren't we? I mean just look at these, I can't wait to dig in! This whole Mana draining thing could be completely mechanical, but OH, look at these little toes trying to wiggle their way out!!" "I can't help but bring in some personal excitement in the act, they look so..." Her voice stopped and started slowly massaging them with an entranced look on her face...studying every inch of Raquel's face and any response she could have Veeery gently stroking the palms of her hands aaallll over the soles...her nails, still away.
Raquel continue to breathe slowly through her nose. Wondering what exactly she was in for, the ring helping Gwindyion sense Raquel's thoughts and feekings more than hear them. Raquel couldn't take her eyes off at the palms moving over her feet and soles and toes that were now intensely arched and incredibly restrained. "You ...." She trailed off squeezing her eyes shut a little bit trying not to imagine if this is how it felt when she was being gentle and soothing how much skill she had in bringing about tortured laughter." You said three hours Gwindyion. " She reminded her Raquel knew how this worked. She seemed to sense it. The more intense for suffering the more powerful the mana that would be drained from her
"Give or take" she immediately retorted. *The Sorceress started moving her fingers up. The gentle gliding slowly turned into a gentle "dragging-her-nails over-every-inch+of-her-foot". As gentle as that can be. "They are getting redder and redder...see?"
The nails started getting closer to the soles and toes "They're quite soft for someone so...adventurous" The massaging turned more into lightly dragging the nails from the very bottom of the heel, to the tied back toes "Do you like my nails?" The sorceress asked teasingly, with a coy smile on her face.(edited) The massage would have been lovely except for the fact that Raquel was still shocked by the sheer weirdness of what was going on. Her feet were through a portal and they couldn't move not even a millimeter. She had actually never seen her feet from this angle before. Her head was literally looking over there her feet a meer 2 or 3 inches away. She could see Gwnydions soft hands running over them. She could see the slight movement as she tried to twitch them. The soles of her feet were so stretched they look like a ramp before her toes fell off going almost straight down because of the restraints. The two rings around a big toes glowed a soft yellow. Then she felt the nails for the first time. Sharply pointed and rounded at the edges. A dark lacquered black which seems to fit her mentality and persona. Immediately she squeezed her eyes shut fighting on the inside of her cheek. The tickling was gentle soft almost loving. Raquel had never understood why her feet always seems to stay so soft. No matter what she did they were always the way that they were. Steeling her seft she opened her eyes. " They ahhhhh....stay that way I....." Takes a quick breath. "I don't know why. Pffffttt hehehhahhaha." Finally soft giggles begin to exit her throat as she looks down at the sorceress's nails softly gently teasing the flesh on her soles
"I see. Surely, strong emotional response helps...on my end." She said, as she went from slooowlllly and lightly dragging her nails over the full extent of her feet, to picking up the pace and tapping lightly over every inch "It's the first time, so I'll have to be...somewhat explorative" As she skitters her hands all over your feet, she seizes your look, your expression is carefully studied, with a smirk on her face, and curious eyes. "Why resist this? You know you could just enjoy this, if you let go. You seem to hold onto your strong persona even in such an intimate setting."
Raquel watched a bit wide-eyed even though she tried to bite off the little giggles. " How do you say heheheh help you?" She asked about the emotional responses. Then she felt the sorceress change her tack.it wasn't the gentle loving probing it became something just a little bit beyond that. " I hahahhaha can't help it hehahhaa I hahahhahate behehheeh ring tickled." She said knowing that there was no escape and that she should probably try to be as polite as possible. " Bahahahhahaat I don't think I could ever enjoy hehwhahah this!" She said with a flash of anger. The tickling wasn't so bad yet still gentle and light weven as sweet giggles come out of her slowly, filling the room. Raquel flushed again at the compliments payed to her feet. Feet she'd hated since she was 16. Too big and never got tough. Though the also never seemed to need to be. Nohoho I dddont hehahah they just hahahah stay like that!" She said a bit annoyed and embarrassed to have to explain it to someone for the first time in her life. the nails sinking into her arches making her wiggle and squeeze her eyes shut again." I hahahahame talking to yohohohoho."She replied. Then she heard the question about her family and was a bit worried. but realizing that the sorcerer's probably didn't have any aspirations to hurt anyone she simply replied. "Heyeyyeees dahahahhaane land okok cahahahan I get a breath Plehehehhese!" She asked as she felt her abs tighten a bit
"Not part of the deal honey." She said, as she started focusing on the little pads of her toes. One finger, one toe. She started dragging every nail up and slowly down...taking her time around the base of her toes. "Now, do tell. What's your mother's name? You don't seem bored, but I'm sure you can muster a breath or two for a little story. Just making conversation, really..." She smirked, aiming to satisfy her suspition...and her lust for such soft, big feet. "whwhhwhahats nahhahat part of the dheheheal? " Raquel asked. your giggles turn into laughter as the nails reach the base of your toes. They strained a bit more trying to fight against the bonds holding them. " Hahahahhaa mother's nahahahame hehhahh Astrid hhohohohohi nohohohoh." She continued letting her laughter pour out of her like a warm oil. she wiggled and struggled with body as much as she could but it wasn't even in the same room. Every time she opened her eyes all she could see was nails descending feet. She was so close to them yet she could do absolutely nothing to stop it. The nails that were teasing along the stems of her toes tied and bent back is there were we're becoming harder and harder to resist by the second. Raquel shook her head or tried to as she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth before another fresh wail of laugher exited her mouth. The rings continued to glow softly and pulse once in a while as Gwindyion continue to run her fingers teasing the soft tender skin of Raquels oversized feet.
"A break! Breaks are not part of the deal", she said. "For someone so careful about the deal just a few hours ago, you seem quite forgetful..." she smirked and doubled up no the toes tickling. After Astrid's name has been mentioned, she went "OH! ....Astrid...what?" She already knew the answer to that, she just wanted to hear Raquel say it. It was just...a beauty to behold. Her pretty face paired up with such long soles and toes, all of it gleaming and red! Thrashing and squirming and filling the room with despair. She couldn't deny she was enjoying it. "Oh but of course you like this. Look at youuu" cooed with a pouty mouth, followed by a wave of cold breath all over her soles, that were now starting to shine under the lights.(edited) "I bet you'd like to just get a liiiittle closer. Bite my fingers, stop me however you can." The young girl, gritting her teeth, just looked at her for a second, before starting to laugh again which made the Sourceress laugh in return
"Hahahahahahaoooow lahahahhaggagagaga okokok Sthahahahap." Raquel who's laughing now. Each breath she took in was pulled out by laughter. and there's nail seems to send little shocks of tickling through her skin right to her brain. It was as if she was nothing going to set up feet for this woman to torment. "RAGNARSDOTTIR! HEHhahahahahaha I mehehhen it!" She said as it was getting harder to speak between breaths and laughter bubbling up out of her. "I hahahah I don't like it I hahahhahate it hahahaha always hahahheated it oh GAWDS hahahahhaha." Herfair skined face was now starting to turn red as sweat was building up. Vision becoming a little blurry and all the laughter is she felt a slight headache in her abs. she would have liked to get closer she would have liked any way to make it stop the fact that she was so close and yet could do nothing was horrible. And the sorceress just continue to enjoy watching her suffer(edited) She felt the cool air blowing hers soles. Much much cooler than a normal person. Clearly the sorceress had many more tricks up her sleeve
"Well....you're here now. And a deal is a deal." She said, with eyes closed. She suddently started really digging in with her nails after saying that, and even more laughter poured out, which seemed hardly possible...
"I remember...hmmm...." really digging her nails in the caving of her arches "I remember an Astrid..."...now testing how tense the skin was on the biig pads of her feet, fully stretched by the pillowed protrusion under her feet. "The thing is, this extraction session is really taking most of my focus right now, so I can't really focus on remembering...." all that, said while looking deeply in her eyes, whenever her captive had enough energy to look back "'cause, you see, it's important to enstablish a bond between you and the rings during the first session...the rings are somewhat, testing you right now. And I'm here to push you".(edited) "All this laughter is certainly pushing the extraction a drop or two! So I mean it when I say, it's in your interest to show how much you're hating this....or how much you're enjoying it...." she said, speeding up the pace in the meantime "and perhaps both! if that's what going on" said with a smirk Raquels laughter went up several notches her face and mouth wide as her eyes squeezed shut. The nails have gone from a gentle tickling to an insistent one to now one that was actually not pulling but forcing laughter out of her. What was worse was that she could feel the rings pulsing. They did seem to be mapping her testing her in a way. Every pulse she could feel their power push further into her feet toes and up her legs. Raquel couldn't deny this was an effective means of torment for. With a little pulses shot thrills through body that she's never experienced before. It also didn't hurt that the woman tormenting her was so lovingly evil. Raquel shoot these thoughts away she shook her head not able to talk anymore only laugh has her face took on a dark red hue and she gasped for every breath for belting it out again in laughter. She wanted to break she wanted to ask for a break. But she knew that she wouldn't get. there was also another part of her that wanted to see how much more she could take. Raquel had never backed away from a challenge she was pushing herself now. Buy back in the very back of her mind there was another voice, a voice of the rings, telling her to enjoy this that she DID enjoy this.
