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This is a story I wrote for Dark Sora as a way of repaying him for a sketch he did for me on deviantArt. There's some tickling and some foot worship.
By the way, if anyone has any story ideas, let me know. The only rules are the ticklee(s) must be female, and must be of legal age.
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MERYL SILVERBURGH
CAPTURED BY DARK SORA
DISCLAIMER:
I am not affiliated with Konami in any way, shape, or form, nor is this an
official work in any way, shape, or form. (And Mr. Kojima, if you ever read
this, please forgive me, it wasn't my idea!)
Meryl Silverburgh is a trademark of Konami.
Dark Sora is a trademark of DarkSora501.
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The last thing Meryl Silverburgh remembered was approaching the apartment
building that the anonymous message she'd received had told her to get to as
soon as possible. It didn't say anything else, other than that there was
critical information regarding the latest Metal Gear project, and for her to
know about it before Solid Snake did would be vital for her team.
When she did arrive, she didn't find anyone initially, but then a strange smell
entered her nostrils, and then she passed out...
Now, she found herself waking up in a sitting position with her ankles tied to-
gether, her legs straight out in front of her. Her hands were also tied behind
her back. All the while, she found that it was very dark in the room, and she
had no idea if she was in a torture chamber or what. All she could do was
wait anxiously to see if someone was going to come to her aid... or not, when
suddenly, a door opened on the wall opposite of her. A figure stood in the
brief lighting of the room outside, and then the door closed, darkening the
room again. There was nothing again, only silence. Meryl waited for a moment,
before shouting out, "Who the hell are you? What am I doing here?!"
"Oh, Miss Silverburgh," The figure spoke. "I'm sorry if you find this place
not exactly most becoming at all. But I'm sure you'll find that it's not as
bad as it may seem to you." With that, there was a click, and then the lights
finally came on. Meryl had to blink a few times to adjust her eyes to the
light, and then finally saw where she was.
She was apparently in some kind of small living room type of spot, since she
was tied to a couch, and all around were small touch-ups like potted plants
and pictures. To her left was a large screen television. But that didn't
matter to Meryl. All that mattered was that she could get her ass out of
there as soon as possible, before this guy did whatever it was he wanted to
do. While Meryl had a suspicion about what he was going to do, she wasn't
sure it was true either. Nonetheless, she spat out, "Just what the hell are
you planning to do to me? Are you gonna take advantage of me you pervert?!
I'll have you know that if you're planning anything gross, I will murder--"
"Oh Miss Silverburgh," The young man replied calmly, "I have no intent of
doing such a thing to you." He smirked as he approached the couch and then
stopped at the foot of the couch. "My name is Dark Sora, and the reason I
brought you here was for the purpose of having fun with you... or more
specifically, your feet."
"My FEET?!" Meryl shouted in disbelief and disgust. "You are crazy, do you
know that? You'd best just untie me now and let me go before I rip you in
half!"
"Sorry, but those ropes are tied in a way that only I know how to get them off.
You're my prisoner now," Dark Sora said as he began to slowly untie Meryl's
right boot. Meryl struggled to keep him from getting at it, but it was no use.
All she could do was stare with disgust and frustration as Sora removed the
right boot. Without missing a beat, Sora moved to the other boot and slowly
removed that one. As soon as both boots were off, he moved to take a whiff
of Meryl's bare feet.
"Your feet smell, you know that?" Sora said teasingly.
"So what?!" Meryl shot back.
"It makes it all the more enjoyable. Not to mention, your boots have made your
feet very soft and more enjoyable," Sora said with a smirk. "I suggest you
just chill out and let me have my fun worshipping your feet. That's what I
really want!"
"Worship my feet?!" Meryl snapped. "Fuck no! You untie me this instant before
I unload my Desert Eagle clip into your body, and then pistol whip you with
it!"
"Oh, come on, what's wrong with me worshipping your feet? It's not like I'm
going to hurt you in any way," Sora replied in a mock-disappointed voice.
"You are a fucking pervert! I won't let you do that!" Meryl shouted, now
visibly seething and trying to tense the ropes off of her.
"Well, then, if you won't be cooperative, I have my ways of making you do so!"
With that, Sora reached down to produce a large feather. "See this? This is
how I get people like you to cooperate."
Almost immediately, Meryl's demeanor changed from being angry to extremely
shocked and a little nervous. "No! You wouldn't dare! Not on my feet!" She
started to sweat a little and her eyes went wide.
"I'm afraid so, Miss Silverburgh." With that, Sora adjusted his sunglasses and
then began to run the feather sideways across both of Meryl's soft soles,
causing Meryl to shake a little with giggles that were obviously held in.
Sora could see that Meryl was gritting her teeth, trying not to laugh, but it
wasn't going to work. Sora produced another feather and then began to run
both of them up and down Meryl's soles. Still, more giggles trying not to be
let out. Fortunately, Sora knew just what to do. In a situation like this,
increase the intensity. Sora slowly started to speed up the brushing of the
feathers on Meryl's soft soles, causing her to shake more and more, and she
bared her teeth, still grinning as she tried not to laugh. But it was no use,
as she finally burst out laughing.
"WAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOOOOO-HOHOHOHOHOHO-OP IT! I BEG OF YOU-HEE
HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" Meryl shouted out, trying to speak coherently while
laughing hysterically.
"Begging for mercy, already?" Sora smirked. "I'm just warming up!" With that,
Sora began to run the feathers in a circular motion, going for the center of
her soles. This seemed to do the trick even better, since Meryl's laughter
got even louder.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEASE-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE
DON'T DO-HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOO THIS! I-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CAN'T TAKE IT!"
To Meryl, this was worse than the torture Revolver Ocelot had put her through.
"Sorry, but you were uncooperative, so you need to be taught some discipline,"
Sora replied, now bringing the feathers upwards and teasing Meryl's toes a
little as if to give a sign of what was next.
"NO NOT-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY PI-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE-
PIGGIES! PLEA-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE-EASE!" Meryl shouted loudly,
losing control of herself as she laughed harder and harder, sweat pouring down
her forehead.
"Oh, well why didn't you say you wanted to play that?" Sora said at the mention
of piggies. He dropped the feathers briefly, and then went for Meryl's right
big toe. "This little piggie went to market!" He said as he wiggled the toe.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Meryl now went ballistic with her laughter,
tears starting to pour down her cheeks. Her laughter got only more and more
hysterical with every time Sora wiggled her toes. In fact, she was fearing
she'd wet herself if it kept up. By the time he was done with the game, Sora
had decided to use his fingers instead. "OK-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! I
GIVE UP-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEE!" Meryl babbled.
"I don't know, I'm kind of enjoying this," Sora replied.
"PLEASE-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! YOU CAN DO-HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO WHATEVER YOU
WANT-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Meryl replied, now starting to run out of air
and feeling like she'd have a heart attack.
"You mean it?" Sora asked.
"I MEAN-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE IT!" Meryl replied. "PLEA-HEEHEEHEEHEE-EASE!"
"Well, I don't know..."
"STOP, PLEASE-HEEHEEHEE! I WON'T MIND-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Meryl babbled, hoping
this would work. And surprisingly it did. Sora stopped tickling, and Meryl's
laughter slowed down to hysterical giggles, and then insanely fast breathing
as she struggled to catch her breath. As soon as she finally regained her
breath, Meryl looked at Sora and gave him a pleading look. "If I let you
worship my feet, will you promise not to tickle me anymore?"
"Well, how long will you let me worship them for?" Sora asked, still smirking.
"As long as you want, just no more tickling, please!" Meryl begged.
"OK, I'll take your word for it." With that, Sora moved to Meryl's bare feet
once again. "You promise you'll be a good girl?"
"Yes, I'll be a good girl," Meryl said, now smirking as well. She wiggled her
toes as well. With that, Sora took Meryl's right foot and admired her soft
sole. After a moment of admiration, he began to run his tongue up and down her
sole. This sensation felt good, surprisingly, and Meryl let out a soft sigh
of pleasure. "Oooh, that's nice!"
"You mean it?" Sora asked, still licking the sole.
"Yes, it is." Meryl sighed happily. With that, Sora continued to lick her
sole, slowly moving to the heel and the arch as well. This caused Meryl to
moan even more, leaning her head back a little. All of a sudden, Meryl
seemed to have a shift in attitude about this whole thing. "Please, lick my
toes."
"With pleasure," Sora replied, and then he began to run his tongue over all
five toes, causing Meryl to make a sudden noise of surprise, but then she
sighed happily. As Sora continued to lick across the toes, Meryl wiggled her
toes slowly. After that, Sora began to suck on Meryl's toes, starting with
her big toe, where he swirled his tongue around the big toe, enjoying the
feeling of her toe in his mouth, and stopping briefly to lick her toenail.
This caused Meryl to moan even more. After that, the sucking moved to the
second toe, sucking almost like he was trying to eat a lollypop, while
using his tongue to massage Meryl's toes.
"Ahhh, keep going," Meryl said, closing her eyes a little.
Sora continued to suck on Meryl's toes, focusing on each one and making sure
he sucked on each one equally. After that, he moved to the other foot, licking
the sole just like he'd done before. This continued to cause Meryl to moan
with pleasure and delight. The toe sucking was what really got Meryl sighing
with happiness more. After he finished, Meryl then began to plant kisses
on Meryl's soles. This caused her to giggle, but she didn't seem to mind.
When Sora finished, he paused for a moment, and then began to idly wiggle
Meryl's toes.
"You like my toes, don't you?" Meryl asked, grinning.
"They're cute, and they're nicely formed," Sora commented.
Meryl grinned and wiggled her toes. "You really think so?"
"I do," Sora said, planting kisses on all ten of the toes. This caused
Meryl to giggle a little.
After a little while more of worshipping Meryl's cute feet, Sora looked at her
and said, "I think I've had my fun. If I let you go, will you promise not to
tell anyone?"
"I'm not sure," Meryl said, only to be interrupted by a tickle from Sora. "OK,
OK! I agree not to do that!"
"Good girl. I'll let you go now," Sora said as he finally untied Meryl's
ankles and wrists. With that, Meryl stood up and looked directly at Sora,
almost like she was planning something to do to him. At first, Sora looked
a little uneasy, but then Meryl grabbed him and planted a big kiss on his
cheek.
"Thank you for doing that, actually. I never realized how good it felt to have
my feet worshipped!" Meryl said with a wink as she slipped her boots back on.
"Don't mention it, I'm just glad I could convince you," Sora replied. "For
now, I suggest you run along and not tell anyone about this!" He held up the
feather to reinforce this statement.
"I won't!" Meryl said with a wink and a smirk as she headed out. Sora merely
sighed with a smirk and watched his foot worship recipient head out, pleased
that she actually accepted it after a little convincing.
By the way, if anyone has any story ideas, let me know. The only rules are the ticklee(s) must be female, and must be of legal age.
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MERYL SILVERBURGH
CAPTURED BY DARK SORA
DISCLAIMER:
I am not affiliated with Konami in any way, shape, or form, nor is this an
official work in any way, shape, or form. (And Mr. Kojima, if you ever read
this, please forgive me, it wasn't my idea!)
Meryl Silverburgh is a trademark of Konami.
Dark Sora is a trademark of DarkSora501.
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The last thing Meryl Silverburgh remembered was approaching the apartment
building that the anonymous message she'd received had told her to get to as
soon as possible. It didn't say anything else, other than that there was
critical information regarding the latest Metal Gear project, and for her to
know about it before Solid Snake did would be vital for her team.
When she did arrive, she didn't find anyone initially, but then a strange smell
entered her nostrils, and then she passed out...
Now, she found herself waking up in a sitting position with her ankles tied to-
gether, her legs straight out in front of her. Her hands were also tied behind
her back. All the while, she found that it was very dark in the room, and she
had no idea if she was in a torture chamber or what. All she could do was
wait anxiously to see if someone was going to come to her aid... or not, when
suddenly, a door opened on the wall opposite of her. A figure stood in the
brief lighting of the room outside, and then the door closed, darkening the
room again. There was nothing again, only silence. Meryl waited for a moment,
before shouting out, "Who the hell are you? What am I doing here?!"
"Oh, Miss Silverburgh," The figure spoke. "I'm sorry if you find this place
not exactly most becoming at all. But I'm sure you'll find that it's not as
bad as it may seem to you." With that, there was a click, and then the lights
finally came on. Meryl had to blink a few times to adjust her eyes to the
light, and then finally saw where she was.
She was apparently in some kind of small living room type of spot, since she
was tied to a couch, and all around were small touch-ups like potted plants
and pictures. To her left was a large screen television. But that didn't
matter to Meryl. All that mattered was that she could get her ass out of
there as soon as possible, before this guy did whatever it was he wanted to
do. While Meryl had a suspicion about what he was going to do, she wasn't
sure it was true either. Nonetheless, she spat out, "Just what the hell are
you planning to do to me? Are you gonna take advantage of me you pervert?!
I'll have you know that if you're planning anything gross, I will murder--"
"Oh Miss Silverburgh," The young man replied calmly, "I have no intent of
doing such a thing to you." He smirked as he approached the couch and then
stopped at the foot of the couch. "My name is Dark Sora, and the reason I
brought you here was for the purpose of having fun with you... or more
specifically, your feet."
"My FEET?!" Meryl shouted in disbelief and disgust. "You are crazy, do you
know that? You'd best just untie me now and let me go before I rip you in
half!"
"Sorry, but those ropes are tied in a way that only I know how to get them off.
You're my prisoner now," Dark Sora said as he began to slowly untie Meryl's
right boot. Meryl struggled to keep him from getting at it, but it was no use.
All she could do was stare with disgust and frustration as Sora removed the
right boot. Without missing a beat, Sora moved to the other boot and slowly
removed that one. As soon as both boots were off, he moved to take a whiff
of Meryl's bare feet.
"Your feet smell, you know that?" Sora said teasingly.
"So what?!" Meryl shot back.
"It makes it all the more enjoyable. Not to mention, your boots have made your
feet very soft and more enjoyable," Sora said with a smirk. "I suggest you
just chill out and let me have my fun worshipping your feet. That's what I
really want!"
"Worship my feet?!" Meryl snapped. "Fuck no! You untie me this instant before
I unload my Desert Eagle clip into your body, and then pistol whip you with
it!"
"Oh, come on, what's wrong with me worshipping your feet? It's not like I'm
going to hurt you in any way," Sora replied in a mock-disappointed voice.
"You are a fucking pervert! I won't let you do that!" Meryl shouted, now
visibly seething and trying to tense the ropes off of her.
"Well, then, if you won't be cooperative, I have my ways of making you do so!"
With that, Sora reached down to produce a large feather. "See this? This is
how I get people like you to cooperate."
Almost immediately, Meryl's demeanor changed from being angry to extremely
shocked and a little nervous. "No! You wouldn't dare! Not on my feet!" She
started to sweat a little and her eyes went wide.
"I'm afraid so, Miss Silverburgh." With that, Sora adjusted his sunglasses and
then began to run the feather sideways across both of Meryl's soft soles,
causing Meryl to shake a little with giggles that were obviously held in.
Sora could see that Meryl was gritting her teeth, trying not to laugh, but it
wasn't going to work. Sora produced another feather and then began to run
both of them up and down Meryl's soles. Still, more giggles trying not to be
let out. Fortunately, Sora knew just what to do. In a situation like this,
increase the intensity. Sora slowly started to speed up the brushing of the
feathers on Meryl's soft soles, causing her to shake more and more, and she
bared her teeth, still grinning as she tried not to laugh. But it was no use,
as she finally burst out laughing.
"WAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOOOOO-HOHOHOHOHOHO-OP IT! I BEG OF YOU-HEE
HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!" Meryl shouted out, trying to speak coherently while
laughing hysterically.
"Begging for mercy, already?" Sora smirked. "I'm just warming up!" With that,
Sora began to run the feathers in a circular motion, going for the center of
her soles. This seemed to do the trick even better, since Meryl's laughter
got even louder.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEASE-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE
DON'T DO-HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOO THIS! I-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA CAN'T TAKE IT!"
To Meryl, this was worse than the torture Revolver Ocelot had put her through.
"Sorry, but you were uncooperative, so you need to be taught some discipline,"
Sora replied, now bringing the feathers upwards and teasing Meryl's toes a
little as if to give a sign of what was next.
"NO NOT-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MY PI-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE-
PIGGIES! PLEA-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE-EASE!" Meryl shouted loudly,
losing control of herself as she laughed harder and harder, sweat pouring down
her forehead.
"Oh, well why didn't you say you wanted to play that?" Sora said at the mention
of piggies. He dropped the feathers briefly, and then went for Meryl's right
big toe. "This little piggie went to market!" He said as he wiggled the toe.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Meryl now went ballistic with her laughter,
tears starting to pour down her cheeks. Her laughter got only more and more
hysterical with every time Sora wiggled her toes. In fact, she was fearing
she'd wet herself if it kept up. By the time he was done with the game, Sora
had decided to use his fingers instead. "OK-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! I
GIVE UP-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEE!" Meryl babbled.
"I don't know, I'm kind of enjoying this," Sora replied.
"PLEASE-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! YOU CAN DO-HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO WHATEVER YOU
WANT-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Meryl replied, now starting to run out of air
and feeling like she'd have a heart attack.
"You mean it?" Sora asked.
"I MEAN-HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE IT!" Meryl replied. "PLEA-HEEHEEHEEHEE-EASE!"
"Well, I don't know..."
"STOP, PLEASE-HEEHEEHEE! I WON'T MIND-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Meryl babbled, hoping
this would work. And surprisingly it did. Sora stopped tickling, and Meryl's
laughter slowed down to hysterical giggles, and then insanely fast breathing
as she struggled to catch her breath. As soon as she finally regained her
breath, Meryl looked at Sora and gave him a pleading look. "If I let you
worship my feet, will you promise not to tickle me anymore?"
"Well, how long will you let me worship them for?" Sora asked, still smirking.
"As long as you want, just no more tickling, please!" Meryl begged.
"OK, I'll take your word for it." With that, Sora moved to Meryl's bare feet
once again. "You promise you'll be a good girl?"
"Yes, I'll be a good girl," Meryl said, now smirking as well. She wiggled her
toes as well. With that, Sora took Meryl's right foot and admired her soft
sole. After a moment of admiration, he began to run his tongue up and down her
sole. This sensation felt good, surprisingly, and Meryl let out a soft sigh
of pleasure. "Oooh, that's nice!"
"You mean it?" Sora asked, still licking the sole.
"Yes, it is." Meryl sighed happily. With that, Sora continued to lick her
sole, slowly moving to the heel and the arch as well. This caused Meryl to
moan even more, leaning her head back a little. All of a sudden, Meryl
seemed to have a shift in attitude about this whole thing. "Please, lick my
toes."
"With pleasure," Sora replied, and then he began to run his tongue over all
five toes, causing Meryl to make a sudden noise of surprise, but then she
sighed happily. As Sora continued to lick across the toes, Meryl wiggled her
toes slowly. After that, Sora began to suck on Meryl's toes, starting with
her big toe, where he swirled his tongue around the big toe, enjoying the
feeling of her toe in his mouth, and stopping briefly to lick her toenail.
This caused Meryl to moan even more. After that, the sucking moved to the
second toe, sucking almost like he was trying to eat a lollypop, while
using his tongue to massage Meryl's toes.
"Ahhh, keep going," Meryl said, closing her eyes a little.
Sora continued to suck on Meryl's toes, focusing on each one and making sure
he sucked on each one equally. After that, he moved to the other foot, licking
the sole just like he'd done before. This continued to cause Meryl to moan
with pleasure and delight. The toe sucking was what really got Meryl sighing
with happiness more. After he finished, Meryl then began to plant kisses
on Meryl's soles. This caused her to giggle, but she didn't seem to mind.
When Sora finished, he paused for a moment, and then began to idly wiggle
Meryl's toes.
"You like my toes, don't you?" Meryl asked, grinning.
"They're cute, and they're nicely formed," Sora commented.
Meryl grinned and wiggled her toes. "You really think so?"
"I do," Sora said, planting kisses on all ten of the toes. This caused
Meryl to giggle a little.
After a little while more of worshipping Meryl's cute feet, Sora looked at her
and said, "I think I've had my fun. If I let you go, will you promise not to
tell anyone?"
"I'm not sure," Meryl said, only to be interrupted by a tickle from Sora. "OK,
OK! I agree not to do that!"
"Good girl. I'll let you go now," Sora said as he finally untied Meryl's
ankles and wrists. With that, Meryl stood up and looked directly at Sora,
almost like she was planning something to do to him. At first, Sora looked
a little uneasy, but then Meryl grabbed him and planted a big kiss on his
cheek.
"Thank you for doing that, actually. I never realized how good it felt to have
my feet worshipped!" Meryl said with a wink as she slipped her boots back on.
"Don't mention it, I'm just glad I could convince you," Sora replied. "For
now, I suggest you run along and not tell anyone about this!" He held up the
feather to reinforce this statement.
"I won't!" Meryl said with a wink and a smirk as she headed out. Sora merely
sighed with a smirk and watched his foot worship recipient head out, pleased
that she actually accepted it after a little convincing.
