Alright; this is my first post. I'm assuming all the Sonic characters (at least Knuckles and Rouge) are over 18; there really isn't any adult content, more or less simply suggested things. This story is heavily (actually, completely) foot fetish orientated. Also that whole F/M thing; if that stuff creeps you out, don't read. Also, I tried keeping this in a comical and pleasant light; I didn't want it to be all dark and stuff. I think it's a happy ending for both of them! 😀 This is based on a picture Snail Shell drew, a few years back, and a second picture Sketch did (he doesn't go on this forum, so yeah). Basically, Rouge on Knuckles.
This has been my first tickle story, so yeah. If it sucks, that's why.
Rouge couldn’t believe her luck. She had been captured, tied up, and was now being interrogated. All by Knuckles, whom she had always thought she could take in a fight any day. Her boots had been slipped off, and she was being tickled by a pleased Knuckles. While her feet weren’t terribly ticklish, it was the humiliation first of being captured that bothered her, and second that her fetish had unknowingly been turned against her. No one knew, but she did in fact have a foot fetish, particularly for tickling. Now it was her feet being tickled.
“Now Rouge, what did you do with the master emerald?” Knuckles asked, as he lightly stroked a feather up and down her soles.
Rouge laughed hysterically, pretending to be much more ticklish than she really was. In her mind she was already planning not only her escape, but the complete humiliation of Knuckles in a variety of ways; she might even get to enjoy herself by the day’s end, if all went according to plan.
“Ready to talk yet, Rouge?” asked a very amused Knuckles.
“Hoo...” Her voice gradually got to its more taunting self; “You can just lick my feet, Knuckles!” she exclaimed in defiance.
“Okay then, I will!” Exactly as she had planned, Knuckles began to slide his tongue from the base of her heel all the way to the top of her toes. Rouge laughed her head off, pretending to truly be insanely ticklish. Knuckles was in the middle of sucking her toes when he lifted his mouth away, asking again if she was ready to talk.
“Face it, big boy! You’ll never get me to crack!” Rouge taunted; Knuckles didn’t like to admit it, but inside he knew she was right. This “torture” had been going on for hours. “If you want me to talk, you’re going to have to humor me.”
”Humor you? Alright then; what should I do?” Knuckles reluctantly asked.
“First, I want you to take off one of your shoes.”
”What? What for?!” Knuckles angrily asked. It sounded like an odd request to him.
“Hey, you want the master emerald. Not me! If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.” Rouge said with a sneer.
Knuckles decided to play along with it, and untied his left shoe. Then he pulled it off, revealing his large red foot.
“Now Knuckles, I want you to lick it for me.” Knuckles face got a look of shock at these words; “Well look at it Knuckles! Its obviously never been given much attention,” Rouge joked, “So make me and it happy, and lick it!”
Knuckles slowly brought it to his face, and began to comply. Beginning at the base, he began to lick his foot. His tongue slowly slid up from the heel to the toes; he was surprised that it wasn’t so bad. He began to suck his toes, much to Rouge’s delight. “Good, Knuckles...” she cooed. Knuckles always knew he had a slight foot fetish, but even still was surprised at the erection under his fur. As he paid less attention to Rouge, and more attention to his foot, Rouge began her escape. With her claw she began to cut throw the bonds holding her down.
A few minutes later, Knuckles was still licking his foot, when suddenly a shadow cast over him. With his tongue in mid lick, he stopped, and glanced up.
”Oh no...” he muttered, seeing Rouge standing over him. Rouge quickly knocked him out.
Waking up, Knuckles found himself in stocks, with Rouge standing near by. The surroundings, a bleak dungeon, didn’t look familiar at all to him.
”There now, Knuckles! Did you really think I’d let you humiliate me like that? Of course not; especially not by you!” As she walked closer, she began to inspect her prize. “You know...the only thing I’ve never seen of you was your bare feet...until today of course,” she gave him a wry smile. “So let’s take off that other boot and see what you’ve been hiding from me!” She then slid his other shoe off, and smiled at the sight of his foot. “Mmm...dinner!” she exclaimed, as she knelt close, and began sucking. Knuckles was different from Rouge, in that he was ticklish! He began howling with laughter, as Rouge kept licking up his foot. “Mmm-mmm-mmm! Knuckles, your feet taste SOOO good...I could lick them for hours! And I will!”
”HAHAHAHAHA!!” Knuckles laughed, unable to say a thing. Rouge licked everywhere; slipping and wriggling her tongue between his toes, up and down his soles, and sucking each toe individually.
“*Slurp!* Ooh, Knuckles! How could you keep these from me all this time,” she mockingly scolded. “And look! You’re enjoying this too!” she claimed, noting not only his facial expression (of happiness) but also his erection. “Here, I’m sure you won’t mind my feet!” she exclaimed, as she sat down on the table. Swinging her legs up, she now lay oppositely of Knuckles position, with her feet caressing his face. He began to suck her toes, and licking her feet. He did enjoy it, just as she said.
“Oooh...keep licking Knuckles! We have all the time in the world!” Rouge exclaimed, as she returned to licking his feet. Noting the look of worry in his eyes, Rouge told him, “Oh, do you not want to be tickled anymore? Too bad! HA-HA! And don’t worry about your friends coming to get you anytime soon! This place is too well hidden; now keep sucking my toes, big boy!” And as Knuckles laughed and licked Rouge’s feet, Rouge celebrated her revenge, and her new tickle toy.
This has been my first tickle story, so yeah. If it sucks, that's why.
Rouge couldn’t believe her luck. She had been captured, tied up, and was now being interrogated. All by Knuckles, whom she had always thought she could take in a fight any day. Her boots had been slipped off, and she was being tickled by a pleased Knuckles. While her feet weren’t terribly ticklish, it was the humiliation first of being captured that bothered her, and second that her fetish had unknowingly been turned against her. No one knew, but she did in fact have a foot fetish, particularly for tickling. Now it was her feet being tickled.
“Now Rouge, what did you do with the master emerald?” Knuckles asked, as he lightly stroked a feather up and down her soles.
Rouge laughed hysterically, pretending to be much more ticklish than she really was. In her mind she was already planning not only her escape, but the complete humiliation of Knuckles in a variety of ways; she might even get to enjoy herself by the day’s end, if all went according to plan.
“Ready to talk yet, Rouge?” asked a very amused Knuckles.
“Hoo...” Her voice gradually got to its more taunting self; “You can just lick my feet, Knuckles!” she exclaimed in defiance.
“Okay then, I will!” Exactly as she had planned, Knuckles began to slide his tongue from the base of her heel all the way to the top of her toes. Rouge laughed her head off, pretending to truly be insanely ticklish. Knuckles was in the middle of sucking her toes when he lifted his mouth away, asking again if she was ready to talk.
“Face it, big boy! You’ll never get me to crack!” Rouge taunted; Knuckles didn’t like to admit it, but inside he knew she was right. This “torture” had been going on for hours. “If you want me to talk, you’re going to have to humor me.”
”Humor you? Alright then; what should I do?” Knuckles reluctantly asked.
“First, I want you to take off one of your shoes.”
”What? What for?!” Knuckles angrily asked. It sounded like an odd request to him.
“Hey, you want the master emerald. Not me! If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.” Rouge said with a sneer.
Knuckles decided to play along with it, and untied his left shoe. Then he pulled it off, revealing his large red foot.
“Now Knuckles, I want you to lick it for me.” Knuckles face got a look of shock at these words; “Well look at it Knuckles! Its obviously never been given much attention,” Rouge joked, “So make me and it happy, and lick it!”
Knuckles slowly brought it to his face, and began to comply. Beginning at the base, he began to lick his foot. His tongue slowly slid up from the heel to the toes; he was surprised that it wasn’t so bad. He began to suck his toes, much to Rouge’s delight. “Good, Knuckles...” she cooed. Knuckles always knew he had a slight foot fetish, but even still was surprised at the erection under his fur. As he paid less attention to Rouge, and more attention to his foot, Rouge began her escape. With her claw she began to cut throw the bonds holding her down.
A few minutes later, Knuckles was still licking his foot, when suddenly a shadow cast over him. With his tongue in mid lick, he stopped, and glanced up.
”Oh no...” he muttered, seeing Rouge standing over him. Rouge quickly knocked him out.
Waking up, Knuckles found himself in stocks, with Rouge standing near by. The surroundings, a bleak dungeon, didn’t look familiar at all to him.
”There now, Knuckles! Did you really think I’d let you humiliate me like that? Of course not; especially not by you!” As she walked closer, she began to inspect her prize. “You know...the only thing I’ve never seen of you was your bare feet...until today of course,” she gave him a wry smile. “So let’s take off that other boot and see what you’ve been hiding from me!” She then slid his other shoe off, and smiled at the sight of his foot. “Mmm...dinner!” she exclaimed, as she knelt close, and began sucking. Knuckles was different from Rouge, in that he was ticklish! He began howling with laughter, as Rouge kept licking up his foot. “Mmm-mmm-mmm! Knuckles, your feet taste SOOO good...I could lick them for hours! And I will!”
”HAHAHAHAHA!!” Knuckles laughed, unable to say a thing. Rouge licked everywhere; slipping and wriggling her tongue between his toes, up and down his soles, and sucking each toe individually.
“*Slurp!* Ooh, Knuckles! How could you keep these from me all this time,” she mockingly scolded. “And look! You’re enjoying this too!” she claimed, noting not only his facial expression (of happiness) but also his erection. “Here, I’m sure you won’t mind my feet!” she exclaimed, as she sat down on the table. Swinging her legs up, she now lay oppositely of Knuckles position, with her feet caressing his face. He began to suck her toes, and licking her feet. He did enjoy it, just as she said.
“Oooh...keep licking Knuckles! We have all the time in the world!” Rouge exclaimed, as she returned to licking his feet. Noting the look of worry in his eyes, Rouge told him, “Oh, do you not want to be tickled anymore? Too bad! HA-HA! And don’t worry about your friends coming to get you anytime soon! This place is too well hidden; now keep sucking my toes, big boy!” And as Knuckles laughed and licked Rouge’s feet, Rouge celebrated her revenge, and her new tickle toy.
