Sta.sh
Short story by www.furaffinity.net/user/super… 
Amy awoke to a dizzying blur of stone gray walls and plush leather. Pushing her paws up against the plush leather was met with a strong resistance from the straps binding down her body, her grip slipping and herself flopping back onto the soft leather apparatus she was on. At least it was comfortable, although rather... Cold. Glancing around, the room appeared to be bare except the leather apparatus she was tied down to, with her feet held up on a raised area, like an ottoman, except her soles were facing up, and a barred window to her right. No light shone through. "Must be night-time," she muttered quietly in her high, girly voice.
A soft skittering of paws upon stone replied her statement, and she felt a claw lightly trail over her soles. She cracked a loud giggle, more from shock, then tried to turn around to take a glance. Sadly, she was a hedgehog, not an owl, but she did manage to catch the glimpse of a red tail with a yellowish tip. Cycling through her mind, nothing came up particularly unique, but then her concentration was disturbed with a devious cackle from behind. She paused for a moment, then remembered the enemy she had made in the past. "Fiona!" Amy exclaimed, kicking against her bonds fruitlessly. She let out a cackle and grinned. "Oh, Amy, I never knew you were such a heavy sleeper," Fiona snickered, making a snide reference. She grinned fiercely and scritched over Amy's soles with her claws, sending her into a gigglish fit of laughter, writhing in her bonds with the few millimeters of slack they provided. "Wh-Why?!" Amy managed to splutter out between a loud laugh, and Fiona met her giggles with a laugh of her own. "Revenge," she said spitefully, sounding like a stereotypical movie villain. Amy managed to gulp in fear between a laugh or two.
After a few minutes, she was in unbearable torture. Those sharpened, hard claws scritching against her soft, pink soles, going at the spot right underneath her sensitive toes, sometimes tracing down the middle of her foot hypnotically, but always tracing back to those sensitive tops... Tickling much more than she ever would have imagined. Writhing and laughing, she had already surrendered the battle. She was merely at Fiona's mercy, and she could figure she wouldn't be quite so charitable in her position. Either way, it'd be quite the night...
Amy awoke to a dizzying blur of stone gray walls and plush leather. Pushing her paws up against the plush leather was met with a strong resistance from the straps binding down her body, her grip slipping and herself flopping back onto the soft leather apparatus she was on. At least it was comfortable, although rather... Cold. Glancing around, the room appeared to be bare except the leather apparatus she was tied down to, with her feet held up on a raised area, like an ottoman, except her soles were facing up, and a barred window to her right. No light shone through. "Must be night-time," she muttered quietly in her high, girly voice.
A soft skittering of paws upon stone replied her statement, and she felt a claw lightly trail over her soles. She cracked a loud giggle, more from shock, then tried to turn around to take a glance. Sadly, she was a hedgehog, not an owl, but she did manage to catch the glimpse of a red tail with a yellowish tip. Cycling through her mind, nothing came up particularly unique, but then her concentration was disturbed with a devious cackle from behind. She paused for a moment, then remembered the enemy she had made in the past. "Fiona!" Amy exclaimed, kicking against her bonds fruitlessly. She let out a cackle and grinned. "Oh, Amy, I never knew you were such a heavy sleeper," Fiona snickered, making a snide reference. She grinned fiercely and scritched over Amy's soles with her claws, sending her into a gigglish fit of laughter, writhing in her bonds with the few millimeters of slack they provided. "Wh-Why?!" Amy managed to splutter out between a loud laugh, and Fiona met her giggles with a laugh of her own. "Revenge," she said spitefully, sounding like a stereotypical movie villain. Amy managed to gulp in fear between a laugh or two.
After a few minutes, she was in unbearable torture. Those sharpened, hard claws scritching against her soft, pink soles, going at the spot right underneath her sensitive toes, sometimes tracing down the middle of her foot hypnotically, but always tracing back to those sensitive tops... Tickling much more than she ever would have imagined. Writhing and laughing, she had already surrendered the battle. She was merely at Fiona's mercy, and she could figure she wouldn't be quite so charitable in her position. Either way, it'd be quite the night...
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(for the people that caught the reference, i thank you)
*really hope it does*
it's like i have to check my notifications every 5 minutes relentlessley in order to catch one
(Hi Caroos
I'd love if my boyfriend could do this for me. xD
Missed another stream. Buwauhgh. How ironic that you make another step down the dark road exactly on my birthday. It's like irony, just a lot more painful.