By Kevin Larry Ivy
I don't own the Powerpuff girls or any related characters. I do own Leviathan and the six dark puffs.
Blossom sits up in bed, breathing heavily and sweating. She winces, and then looks over at Bubbles to make sure she didn't wake her up. Bubbles is lying on her side, dead to the world. Blossom sighs, glad that she hadn't woken her sister when she snapped awake. She climbs out of bed and walks downstairs. She flinches and looks over her shoulder at the smallest sound.
"Good grief Blossom, get a hold of yourself. You're in your house with your dad and your sisters, there's no way she's going to show up. You're safe here," She gets a glass of water and decides to go check on Buttercup before going back to bed. She opens the door to the lab and carefully walks down the stairs. She stops in the lab's infirmary and walks up beside Buttercup. Buttercup is mostly just one big cast, both of her arms and legs had been broken, she had a major concussion, four broken ribs, her lungs had both been punctured, her kneecaps had been broken, and her collar bone was broken in several places. If it hadn't been for Buttercup's powers, she'd have died a long time before the Professor and Blossom had arrived. Blossom gently kisses Buttercup's forehead and walks out of the infirmary. She passes by the training room, and hears something strange. The door is partially open, so she peaks in.
The Danger Grid has been activated, and within there is the setting of an abandoned warehouse with some strange chair with stocks on the end. Blossom shivers, and walks into the room to shut down the system. The door behind her creaks and closes making her jump, but before she can shriek someone's hand clamps around her mouth. Blossom's blood turns to ice in her veins and her entire body goes numb. She drops her glass, which smashes and shatters against the floor. She turns around and looks into the cold, heartless pale blue eyes from yesterday. She tries to scream, instead hisses in pain when Belial pulls her arm behind her and yanks it upward, sending pain shooting through Blossom. Blossom's eyes water and tears leak down her face. Belial just grins at her.
"Hey Babe, you didn't really think I was going to go back on my promise did you?" Blossom's eyes widen, and she begins trying to get away from Belial, to at least scream for help. Belial just yanks up on Blossom's arm, making her freeze from the pain. Blossom looks into Belial's eyes, pleading for her to just go away. As if reading her mind, Belial grins more evilly. "Between you and me, I don't plan on leaving for a long time," Belial shoves Blossom into the Danger Grid, the door closing behind them. Belial let's go of Blossom's mouth and grabs her other arm. Blossom immediately begins screaming for help. "Don't waste your breath, no one can hear you," Blossom begins walking backward, well is pushed backward by Belial.
"Why are you doing this to me! Why don't you go bother someone else!" Belial stops and pretends to consider her offer, but then smirks at Blossom.
"Because watching a strong, pretty girl like yourself scream and beg for mercy is a thrill like no other," Blossom trips over something, and realizes she is now sitting in the chair she'd seen earlier. She shrieks, and soon finds her arms locked above her head. In just a few more seconds, the stocks are locked on her ankles, rendering her completely helpless to whatever Belial has planned. Belial sits down on Blossom's thighs, grabs Blossom's chin, and locks eyes with her. Blossom whimpers and tries to look away, but finds she can't. Belial grins and brushes Blossom's hair out of her face. "It's just you and me for the next five hours Babe, and I made sure to bring plenty of toys for us to play with," Blossom tries to hold in her sobs, but one gets through as a single tear leaks down her cheek. Belial grins and wipes the tear away, licking her finger after word.
"That's right Babe, cry for me," Belial slides one finger down Blossom's arm and swirls it around in her armpit. In her current state, Blossom can't fight the tickling and begins giggling. Belial adds her other hand, and does the same thing to Blossom's other armpit. Blossom giggles more, trying to pull away from the tickling. Whatever the chair is made of; however, it doesn't give in the least. Belial then runs her fingers down and tickles Blossom's ribs through the thin fabric of her nightie. Blossom squeals and giggles harder. Belial leans forward and begins licking/tickling Blossom's neck, making her giggle more and thrash more. She slides her hands down, then slips them up Blossoms nightie and begins tickling her stomach. Blossom begins laughing as Belial's expert fingers dance across her poor ticklish tummy and swirl in her belly button. Belial keeps tickling Blossom's belly with one hand and begins tickling her ribs with the other. Blossom shrieks and begins laughing hard. She bucks and thrashes, begging Belial to stop.
"Stop? But Babe, I haven't gotten to the best part yet! This is just the warm up," Belial slides down Blossom's thighs, and begins tickling them and her knees. Blossom hiccups and laughs, doing what little she can to try to throw Belial off her. Belial's desire finally gets the best of her, and she slips off Blossom's legs. Blossom slowly calms down, hoping it's over but knowing in her heart that the worst is still to come. Belial pulls up a stool and sits down, looking at Blossom's wiggling feet. Blossom looks at Belial, losing her voice and simply babbling for her not to tickle her feet. Belial grins at her and leans on the stocks, locking eyes with Blossom. "Sounds like someone's got some really ticklish feet. Hmm…as cute as it is, all of that wiggling could really get in the way of our playtime. I think we'll have to do something about that,"
Belial reaches into a sack beside her that Blossom hadn't noticed earlier. She pulls out two pieces of string and ties the big toe of Blossom's left foot to a metal ring on the stocks. She does the same to Blossom's right foot. She pulls out two more strings and does the same to Blossom's baby toes, followed by the rest of her toes. Blossom's feet are now completely immobile. Blossom tries to move her feet, but realizes this horrifying truth. Belial grins, drinking in the sight before her. She then slowly reaches up and slides one finger down Blossom's sole, grinning and loving the feel of the velvety soft skin. Blossom immediately begins giggling. Belial continues gently tickling Blossom's soft sole. Blossom squeals and giggles, the fact that her feet are completely immobilized making it tickle much more. Belial adds all five fingers on both hands and begins tickling both of Blossom's incredibly soft and ticklish feet. Blossom screams and laughs harder, tears spilling down her face.
"That's it Babe, cry for me!" Belial tickles between Blossom's toes and along the base of her toes. Blossom thrashes and cries, praying for some kind of miracle to make this stop. But no such miracle arrives; instead Belial reaches into the bag and pulls out a feather. She begins stroking it up and down Blossom's right foot, while tickling her left foot with her fingers. Blossom screams and laughs, quickly losing the strength to thrash and fight against her binds. Belial finds a second feather and begins using it to torture Blossom's other foot. She saws between Blossom's toes, tickles along the base of her toes, strokes up and down her soles, and tickles her toes. She turns one feather around and begins scribbling along Blossom's sole with the pointed end. Blossom screeches and laughs harder than before. Her throat is beginning to get sore, her face is beat red, and she is crying hysterically.
"You know, I love you Blossom. You've got the prettiest feet I've ever had the pleasure of working with. And believe you me, I'm going to really show you pure ticklish agony," Belial grins then looks off to the side. "You know what the best part is? I have a video camera set up recording every second of this beautiful work of art. I'll be able to watch it any time I want," Blossom can't even hear Belial, her brain is completely overwhelmed by the unbearable tickling. Belial puts the feathers away and pulls out two toothbrushes, one is a normal toothbrush and the other is electric.
"Tell me which one tickles more Babe," Belial begins tickling Blossom's left foot with the electric toothbrush and her right foot with the normal toothbrush. Blossom screams, falling instantly into torturous silent laughter. Belial moves the electric toothbrush all over Blossom's foot, making sure to spend plenty of time between her toes and on the base of her toes. With her other hand she scrapes the torturous bristles all over Blossom's foot with incredible speed and skill. Blossom goes limp, unable to do anything but laugh and cry. Belial then scoots over and focuses all of her efforts on Blossom's left foot, using the manual toothbrush on her sole and the electric toothbrush on her toes. Blossom hiccups and snorts, completely consumed by the unbearable tickling. After about five minutes Belial switches to Blossom's right foot. Blossom's head jerks up and her laughs become audible again, taken by surprise by the switch. She screams and weakly wiggles her feet…or at least tries to; right now wishing God would just strike her dead to put an end to the horrible tickling. Belial grins and drops the toothbrushes, going back to using her fingers on Blossom's feet. Blossom is able to pull herself out of the ticklish fog that is clouding her brain just long enough to beg Belial to stop.
"P-
please…stop…" Is all she can get out before she once more falls back into her completely hazy state of ticklishness. Belial stops tickling Blossom's feet and reaches into the bag, pulling out a bottle of lotion. She squeezes some onto her hand and begins rubbing it into Blossom's feet. Blossom giggles from Belial's occasional quick tickles, but over all begins to enjoy the foot massage. Belial massages both of Blossom's bright pink feet, adding more lotion every now and then. Blossom slowly begins slipping out of the hazy mindedness and instead begins slipping into a completely relaxed state. This continues for around twenty minutes, Belial just massaging more and more lotion into Blossom's poor ticklish feet, and Blossom slipping closer and closer to falling asleep. Belial scoots over and focuses all of her efforts on Blossom's right foot for five minutes, making sure to massage the lotion into every inch of Blossom's pretty foot. She moves over to Blossom's left foot and does the same, slowly massaging away all of the calluses on Blossom's feet. After about thirty minutes of just massaging Blossom's feet, Belial finally gets them how she wants them. Completely callus free and baby-soft. Belial stops and looks up at her tickle-toy, grinning evilly. She puts the now empty bottle of lotion back in the bag and pulls out two brushes. She then immediately begins scrubbing Blossom's feet, which have become much softer and far more ticklish due to the lotion Belial had been massaging into them. Blossom jerks out of her sleepy state and begins screaming with laughter.
"You like what I've done? I made your already beautifully ticklish and soft feet even more soft and ticklish." Blossom screams, cries, bucks, thrashes, and laughs. It feels exactly like what Belial had said, it was like her feet were a hundred times more ticklish than they'd ever been in her entire life. Sure her feet had always been her most ticklish spot, but this was just insane. She remembered wetting herself sometime ago, but only vaguely through the ticklish fog of her mind. Belial continues tickling her with the brushes for almost twenty minutes, and then she drops them back in the bag, ready for her favorite part.
"Are you ready Blossom? This is the part I like the best. If you thought I was tickling you before, you've never been tickled like this before," Belial slides off the stool and kneels down in front of Blossom's left foot. She grabs the back of it and leans forward, slipping her tongue out. She licks up and down Blossom's foot with torturously slow strokes. Blossom's eyes nearly pop out of her head, and she goes limp with silent laughter again after bucking so hard she pulls herself off the chair as much as she physically can. Belial flicks her tongue around Blossom's sole, going in a circular pattern. Blossom's foot weakly twitches every so often, but other than that and her heaving laughter, Blossom isn't doing much moving. Belial becomes completely absorbed in her work, her eyes closed and a dreamy smile on her face. She slides her mouth over Blossom's big toe and gives it its own personal torture session. She continues this with Blossom's other toes. She licks the spaces between Blossom's toes, takes long slow strokes up and down Blossom's sole, sneaks in a few kisses every now and then, nibbles a little on her toes, and tickles all of her toes individually once more. She then scoots over to Blossom's right foot, repeating the slow process. Blossom is now on the border of sanity and insanity. Belial's skilled tongue is slowly driving her over the edge.
Finally just when she thinks she's going to completely go crazy, Blossom feels Belial stop licking her foot. Belial stands up and walks over to the camera she'd mentioned earlier. She zooms it in on Blossom's beat red face, which is streaked with tears. Blossom is still weakly giggling, each little laugh causing pain to shoot through her tired body. Belial grins and turns the camera off, taking the tape out. She walks up to Blossom and grabs her chin. She turns her face up to her. Belial grins evilly as she looks into Blossom's puffy red eyes. Blossom's eyes are distant and glazed, but it is very clear that she's willing to do anything Belial asks her to, if it will make Belial let her go. Belial leans down and licks Blossom's cheek, savoring the salty taste of her tears. She then presses her lips against Blossom's, slipping her tongue in Blossom's mouth. Blossom is completely disgusted, but she doesn't turn away. For one, she doesn't have the strength to even try, and for another pulling away may make Belial angry. And making Belial angry was something Blossom wanted to avoid at all costs. Belial breaks the kiss, and grins at Blossom, who is resisting the urge to throw up.
"It was fun Babe, we'll have to do it again sometime. Until then, I'll leave a copy of the tape for your family to see," Blossom's eyes widen in fear. She struggles to get her voice to work but nothing will come out. Belial grins, kissing Blossom's cheek and licking away the stream of tears. "I told you I'm a good liar. I wouldn't waste my time making a copy of this tape for anyone." Blossom relaxes a little, wishing Belial would just go away. She got what she came for didn't she? Belial stands up straight and walks to the door of the Danger Grid. It slides open and Belial walks out, shutting down the simulation she created. Blossom falls to the ground with a thud, far too tired to even move. Before she passes out, Blossom hears Belial's voice over the intercom.
"I can't wait to get to play with you again Babe, we'll have a load of laughs," Belial laughs evilly and teleports out of the Utonium House, leaving Blossom to pass out tired, sore, and in a puddle of her own urine.