True Torture, Pt 2
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 28
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tinylelouch
But even that wasn’t the end; Soi Fon gave Ichigo a moment of screaming before whispering, her mere whisper silencing him in fear. “Be silent…I want you to watch this…”
Like a well trained servant Ichigo became silent, looking at what Soi Fon gestured towards…her feet. Both soles were raised over something, and with a blank look of despair Ichigo recognized it. Both feet were hovering over what was left of his arms, the splinters of bones, the blood, and the small stretches of tissue that remained. “I want you to watch as I eradicate this insignificance from the world…” Soi Fon didn’t waste any time, with her God-Sized feet she slammed them both on either side of Ichigo. Her finger served as a divisor so the main body itself wouldn’t be hurt. The cracking…the squelching of his blood…and Soi Fon’s stomp at point blank…his ears were temporarily deafened. With her feet Soi Fon twisted them on what little was left of Ichigo’s arms, in seconds there was no trace they even existed. The Goddess re-raised her feet, the sight enough to bring bile to Ichigo’s mouth. Blood…his blood…the dust that were his bones…they were all over both of Soi Fon’s soles; like a sign of warning, a message to never disobey God.
Soi Fon finally released her finger from Ichigo, and examined her hand. At the tips of her second finger and thumb was the blood of the recently destroyed arms. And what did she do then? Soi Fon poked her slender tongue out and licked both fingers clean. And with the recently cleaned hands she pointed at her feet, “Let that be a warning of why to never cross me. I have no need for you, keeping you alive is only a whim. At any moment I can kill you and never look back, never forget that.” Ichigo was in shock from all he had encountered, unable to respond…unable to even be with reality; but his grand fear allowed Soi Fon’s words to reach him.
The blank empty look Ichigo had was enough to make Soi Fon smirk, “It seems the lesson has been learned…so now Dirt. Lick your vile, wasteful arms off of my feet.”
Not even a second passed before Ichigo rose to his feet, blood dripping from the holes in his torso like a faucet. If he still had Zangetsu his hollow probably would have come by now, and he would regenerate his wounds…but Soi Fon destroyed Zangetsu, it would take time before he would return…and Soi Fon would undoubtedly destroy it again. But as Ichigo walked his way to Soi Fon’s bloody feet, the blood soon stopped dripping. Ichigo was running so low on blood there wasn’t even enough to drip out…it was barely enough to even leave him alive.
He soon arrived before the towering soles; Ichigo looked at them with vague, empty eyes. And without even a hint of hesitation, he began licking his own body parts off of the feet of Soi Fon. His own blood…licked, his own bone dust…licked, Soi Fon’s foot sweat…licked, this was Ichigo’s purpose in life now. He was now, utterly and completely, Dirt.
“Now Dirt, who’s feet are the prettiest and you love the most?”
“Yours my Goddess…”
Soi Fon smirked with victory, Ichigo continued licking. He didn’t even seem to register it was his own arms he was licking off, he just did it. Given his size there wasn’t much to lick off, but even beyond that Ichigo proceeded to lick the rest of Soi Fon’s feet like the pet he was.
Soi Fon had won…he was now her foot dirt.
“It’s getting late Dirt…I’m going to go to sleep now. You can…
Like a well trained servant Ichigo became silent, looking at what Soi Fon gestured towards…her feet. Both soles were raised over something, and with a blank look of despair Ichigo recognized it. Both feet were hovering over what was left of his arms, the splinters of bones, the blood, and the small stretches of tissue that remained. “I want you to watch as I eradicate this insignificance from the world…” Soi Fon didn’t waste any time, with her God-Sized feet she slammed them both on either side of Ichigo. Her finger served as a divisor so the main body itself wouldn’t be hurt. The cracking…the squelching of his blood…and Soi Fon’s stomp at point blank…his ears were temporarily deafened. With her feet Soi Fon twisted them on what little was left of Ichigo’s arms, in seconds there was no trace they even existed. The Goddess re-raised her feet, the sight enough to bring bile to Ichigo’s mouth. Blood…his blood…the dust that were his bones…they were all over both of Soi Fon’s soles; like a sign of warning, a message to never disobey God.
Soi Fon finally released her finger from Ichigo, and examined her hand. At the tips of her second finger and thumb was the blood of the recently destroyed arms. And what did she do then? Soi Fon poked her slender tongue out and licked both fingers clean. And with the recently cleaned hands she pointed at her feet, “Let that be a warning of why to never cross me. I have no need for you, keeping you alive is only a whim. At any moment I can kill you and never look back, never forget that.” Ichigo was in shock from all he had encountered, unable to respond…unable to even be with reality; but his grand fear allowed Soi Fon’s words to reach him.
The blank empty look Ichigo had was enough to make Soi Fon smirk, “It seems the lesson has been learned…so now Dirt. Lick your vile, wasteful arms off of my feet.”
Not even a second passed before Ichigo rose to his feet, blood dripping from the holes in his torso like a faucet. If he still had Zangetsu his hollow probably would have come by now, and he would regenerate his wounds…but Soi Fon destroyed Zangetsu, it would take time before he would return…and Soi Fon would undoubtedly destroy it again. But as Ichigo walked his way to Soi Fon’s bloody feet, the blood soon stopped dripping. Ichigo was running so low on blood there wasn’t even enough to drip out…it was barely enough to even leave him alive.
He soon arrived before the towering soles; Ichigo looked at them with vague, empty eyes. And without even a hint of hesitation, he began licking his own body parts off of the feet of Soi Fon. His own blood…licked, his own bone dust…licked, Soi Fon’s foot sweat…licked, this was Ichigo’s purpose in life now. He was now, utterly and completely, Dirt.
“Now Dirt, who’s feet are the prettiest and you love the most?”
“Yours my Goddess…”
Soi Fon smirked with victory, Ichigo continued licking. He didn’t even seem to register it was his own arms he was licking off, he just did it. Given his size there wasn’t much to lick off, but even beyond that Ichigo proceeded to lick the rest of Soi Fon’s feet like the pet he was.
Soi Fon had won…he was now her foot dirt.
“It’s getting late Dirt…I’m going to go to sleep now. You can…
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