Suou was rather extraordinary, in more ways than one. At first glance, she was quite the beautiful girl, fair skin glistening slightly in the sunlight, wearing her usual dark winter uniform from school. She was rather short, her face devoid of emotion, with small silver eyes that seemed to be staring off into space. Most impressive of all was Suou's hair; an immense volume of silky black hair that went all the way down to her calves, with bangs covering her forehead entirely. If one asked the students at her school what Kuyou Suou was like, they would say that she was a very quiet, eccentric, yet beautiful girl, that mostly kept to herself. Unbeknownst to all but a few, Suou's true nature was quite a bit more...complex than that.
Suou was an observer. That was, fundamentally, what she was meant to do. Analyzing and interpreting information. Interacting with others. It was something Suou was very much interested in. However, her attempts at doing so were quite clumsy at times. Her way of speaking was very odd. She could suddenly go into extremely prolonged speeches about the most irrelevant of things. Most bothersome of all was the fact that others seemed to receive information faster than she did. Even now that seemed to be the case; she had wondered off all by herself just to find something to observe, and didn't realize she was lost until just now. Suou pondered for a moment, and decided that the experience of being “lost” could also be valuable, in its own way.
While Suou was pondering such things, she was unaware that she was being watched. A sporty looking young woman with short, brown hair, wearing casual wear, a cute t-shirt and jeans, had spotted her and was doing some “information processing” of her own. Namely, she was processing how stunned she was at how beautiful this girl looked. “Wow...She's so pretty...it's unreal...” the woman thought to herself, a big, earnest grin spreading across her face as she started to feel anticipation, her heart beat increasing. “That's it. She's the one! I got really lucky!”
Suou was still in thought when the woman had run up to her. “Heeey! Can I have a minute?” the peppy girl asked, her heels practically clicking together as she smiled at Suou. Suou stared back, blinking once. After what seemed like an awkward bit of silence, the quiet girl spoke.
“Who__are__you?” Suou spoke with a soft voice.
The woman was taken aback at Suou's broken matter of speech for a moment, but she didn't let it bring down her smile, which seemed to radiate nothing but fluffiness and good feeling.
“Name's Panko, little lady!” Panko replied, holding a hand up in greeting and winking. “What's your name?” the excitable girl asked pleasantly.
There it was again. Panko paid it no mind and kept going.
“Suou...that there is a pretty name, all right! You're just what I need right now!” Panko continued, and without Suou's consent, started to explain.
“I work for a talent agency. We're doing a bit promotion right now, but I've been looking for someone to fill in for an extra. Just stand around and look pretty, you know? And you're definitely what I'm looking for! You'll paid get paid pretty handsomely for it, too! Sounds great, right?”
“___Not__particularly__” Suou spoke. Suou had already gotten invested in being “lost”; she was not really interested in whatever this girl wanted her to do.
“Awww, please!” Panko gave the stoic girl her best doe eyes, shaking her hips as she put her hands together in a begging gesture. “I reaaaaally need this! It'd make my day! You don't even need to do anything! All of the really hard work is done by my co-workers, so all you need to do is just be there! A super cute girl like you could do it no problem!” Panko begged.
Staring at this rather enthusiastic girl, Suou was reminded of Haruhi Suzumiya. Surely, there may be something worth observing after all if she went with her. Besides, she didn't really have anything planned for the evening, after all.
“___Okay.” Suou spoke again, giving the most barely noticeable of nods.
“Yesssss!~” Panko celebrated, her smile getting wider. “Just follow me! I'll take you to right where we're handling the promotion!” Panko turned on her heels. Suou proceeded to follow the sporty girl, thinking nothing of this rather spontaneous interaction. Not even the fact that Panko seemed to be leading Suou right into a dark alleyway was odd to her. For all she knew, this was indeed where a “promotion” would be held.
“____What is___a___promotion?” she had thought to ask as the two entered the dark alleyway.
“Oh, uh, it's a performance art thingy. We're taking a shortcut.” Panko answered with another chipper smile. “Can't let her get suspicious...almost there!”
Suou followed Panko without further complain or questioning, which made Panko relieved at how easy this turned out to be. In the middle of the alleyway, Panko suddenly stopped. “Well, here we are.” she said.
Suou didn't even get the chance to look around before a large hand appeared from the darkness, covering her mouth, with another arm pinning her arms to her side. Suou blinked.
“Mmmmph?” Suou tried to speak as she stared at Panko, making no attempt to resist.
“Sorry, cutie! Got to pay the bills. Nice grab, Okazu!” Panko winked at the petite girl, and the man currently holding her. A man that Suou had not detected, Okazu, with dark hair and an easy going sort of disposition, held the girl's frame quite easily, while she could see another man coming into view, phone in hand. This man had an eternal glower, sharp eyes with dark spots underneath them and a mess of hair.
“Well, you got somebody. Way too much hair, but I guess we could do worse.” the grumpy looking man sneered, prompting a frown from Panko. “You never have anything nice to say about the girls I bring in! Geez, Umecha! Look at how pretty she is! We're gonna get tons from her, easy!” Panko replied.
“Alright guys, not really the time for this. We need to get this girl back to our place.” Okazu cut the argument short, still holding the girl in his grip, with Suou's eyes looking around slowly, processing this development. She did not know what to make of this. She had no experience of anything of this sort.
“Look at her. Too scared and confused to even react.” Okazu commented. “Umecha, pass the stuff.”
A bag was tossed and landed near Suou's feet. Suou glanced down past the hand covering her mouth to see that the bag was open slightly, and filled with a variety of curious supplies. Panko rummaged through the bag and pulled out a roll of duct tape, stretching out some of it as she immediately went to work wrapping layers of tape around Suou's petite legs, methodically covering her thighs, knees, and ankles. She was careful not to catch Suou's long hair in the tape, though the way that Panko was staring at Suou's shoes was rather suspicious. “Hehe...I can't wait to get her home!” Suou heard Panko proclaim energetically. Okazu heard it as well, rolling his eyes and sighing for a moment, but immediately put on an encouraging smile.
“Stay focused, sis. Help me with getting her arms; all of this hair is going to make this a little bit difficult,” he said. Panko went over to help hold up Suou's voluminous hair, allowing Okazu the freedom to receive the passed duct tape roll. He'd need both arms to do this next part, so he needed to make sure their captive couldn't cry out. Stretching out a piece of tape, he left Suou's mouth uncovered for just a moment, leaving her the opportunity to say what had been on her mind.
“Why__-immmph__thmmmph__hmmmpphng?” Suou's speech was interrupted by Okazu stuffing a sponge, already submerged in water to help further nullify sound, inside her mouth. It filled up the small volume quite nicely as her cheeks were puffing a bit, followed by him pressing the duct tape to her lips and wrapping it around her face several times. “Dmmmd__mmmph__dmm__smmmthnng___wrhnnng?” Suou garbled in the softest of muffles, continuing to talk as if she didn't realize she had been gagged yet.
“Heh, did you hear that? Looks like you grabbed one of the naïve ones.” Okazu remarked, forcing Suou's arms behind her back as he started to wrap tape around her wrists to bind them together. “Come to think of it, this uniform she's wearing...it's from Kouyouen, isn't it? That all-girls school for prestigious students?”
“Oho~, is that so?” Panko smiled, still raising Suou's hair and stroking it a bit as she glanced at the increasingly helpless girl. “You're a little princess, aren't you cutie?” she teased.
“Mmmmm__?~” Suou garbled back unintelligently as she cocked her head ever so slightly, her dainty wrists having been bound together as Okazu moved on to tightly wrapping tape around her arms.
“Well well, this is a big deal...if we've grabbed someone from Kouyouen, we can get really big money from her...the starting bid would probably be over 10 million, easy.” Umecha spoke up, looking up information on his phone. “Even Panko can be useful once in a while.” he added, causing Panko to look annoyed in the middle of stroking Suou's hair. “You know, it'd be worth ending your sentences a few words early!” she shot back.
“Yeah, yeah...did you get this girl's name, at least?”
“Sure did! Kuyou Suou.”
At the sound of her name, Suou tried to glance at Panko. At this point, Okazu had finished taping her arms and was wrapping tape around her chest for insurance. With the feeling of her hair being stroked, the tape pressing across her body in various places, her ability to speak being compromised, and the sound of duct tape being ripped from the roll, it was a lot of information to take in at once. This left Suou feeling rather disconcerted as Okazu finished binding her body, the hapless girl’s bondage pretty much complete for the moment.
“Pllllmmph____stmmmmmmh____” Suou requested politely and softly behind her gag. She was asking for them to not give her so much information at once, but the duo took it to mean that Suou was protesting her kidnapping.
“Awww~, is someone feeling helpless?” Panko cooed, letting go of Suou's hair and walking over to the helpless girl's front, giving her an earnest smile as she crouched down to eye level. “You are just so cute that it's driving me crazy! Not to mention how that tape looks on your skin...” Panko tapped Suou on her gagged cheek affectionately. Even with duct tape covering it, Panko could tell how very soft Suou's skin was, which made her feel giddy.
“Found it. Yeah, she's a student.” Umecha spoke up. “No real information on her besides that...Well, doesn't matter. We can play the mysterious angle with her.” he added, as kicked out a briefcase he was hiding behind a trash can he was near. “Stuff her in here and let's get going, before someone sees us in here,” the grumpy brother ordered as he kicked the suitcase, sliding it towards Suou and the others. Panko opened up the suitcase, noting its size. “I think this thing is too big for her.” she observed, glancing at their captive with concern. “She'd jostle around too much and get hurt. We'd better just use the bag.”
“That's a good idea. We were kind of expecting someone bigger, but this works.” Okazu replied. Suou felt herself being picked up by the man. Panko opened the bag nice and wide and moved its remaining contents into the suitcase, so that Suou could be placed inside the bag. It was a perfect fit; Suou was laid down gracefully inside it. She looked up at her captors through the open bag, and shuffled in place slightly to increase her comfort.
“Be a good princess and don't make too much noise while we're taking you to our apartment, okay~?” Panko cooed with a smile, as if she were speaking to an adorable pet. Suou found the order odd, considering that she normally didn't make much noise in the first place, but nodded slightly, which made the cheery kidnapper smile wider.
“Such an obedient girl! I'm going to give you a special treat later.” Panko gave her a look, as she closed up the bag, leaving Suou in darkness. Aside from some more shuffling, Suou remained quiet, just like she was told.
It didn't take long to make it back to the apartment. After a bit of walking, where any passerby would assume them to be traveling from the large bag that Panko was carrying with both hands, the siblings caught a bus and took it back to their apartment. The entire way there, Suou lay in the bag, feeling the sensations of being carried and hoisted around. Remaining quiet, she tried moving her arms again, though they were as restrained as ever. This sensation she was feeling, with her ability to interact with the world reduced to zero, was a new experience for her. With her ability to speak compromised, she couldn't even make the most basic of data manipulations. During several quiet moments, she could hear faint whispering from her captors, as well as the sound of a finger tapping away at a phone. Suou had no real idea what this would even lead to, and it seemed like the only option was to continue to observe.
Suou's thoughts were occasionally interrupted from getting jostled around by the sudden movements of the bag, until, after close to an hour, she could feel the bag getting dropped to the floor. The bag was opened, causing Suou to look through it, seeing Panko's smiling face again.
“We're home, Suou! It's time to come out now~”
“Mrrmf.” Suou muffled in response, as Panko reached down and picked up the petite girl, holding her in a princess carry, her long hair touching the ground.
“Gosh, you are so light! A cute girl wandering around alone, as light and dainty as you...you were practically asking someone to snatch you up.” Panko gave Suou a wink. Suou just stared back at her. Then she began scanning the room she was in, her eyes methodically moving around.
It was a decently sized apartment, overall, though a rather standard looking one. There was some furniture here and there in the room she was in, with doors and openings leading to other rooms. By craning her head, she could see Umecha sitting on a couch, still with that grouchy expression on his face, staring at his phone. She couldn't see the third one, but could hear sounds in the kitchen.
“Nice place, huh?” Panko grinned, seeing Suou looking around, before gently setting her down on the floor. Suou was sat down with her legs facing forward, long hair splayed out behind her. She looked every bit the helpless schoolgirl, covered in tape. Panko was beginning to look antsy about something, looking at her brother sitting on the couch, a very excited grin spreading across her face.
“Better start now...now be a good girl. No kicking.” she told Suou suddenly, as she dropped to her knees, and started to, much to Suou's wonderment, remove the bonds that were covering her legs. Unfettered, they wiggled around freely.
“Time to see what's hiding behind these~” Panko cooed, as she began to tug off one of Suou's dark mary janes. The shoe slipped off easily, revealing Suou's socked foot. By the expression on her kidnapper’s face, Suou could tell that Panko was quite pleased by this, and within moments, the other mary jane lay discarded on top of the other, Panko making a sort of squeeing found at the sight of Suou's socked feet. Suou was perplexed by these actions. She thought back to earlier in her kidnapping when Panko would steal glances at Suou's shoes. Perhaps the energetic kidnapper really wanted them. Is that why she was brought here? If she wanted her shoes that badly, she could have told her.
Suou's theory had its flaws, however, as she now noticed that Panko was reaching all the way up to where her long black socks ended. Now she could feel her socks being tugged down, slowly, revealing more and more of her pale skin, her petite legs wiggling around at the exposure. It was like Panko was opening a present, and by the time she got to her ankles, Panko couldn't help but take them off the rest of the way very quickly, baring Suou's feet.
Panko's eyes got wide at the sight. Before doing anything else, she picked up the tape again, quickly bringing Suou's legs together again and taping them up at the thighs, knees, and ankles, immobilizing them again. Something she did incredibly quickly, Suou marked.
“Mmph...” Suou muffled softly. Her condition had returned to what it was previously, except now she was also barefoot. With her legs taped again, Panko's attention fully focused on Suou's feet, her face drawing nearer to them.
“Oh my gosh...these are perfect...you have pretty feet.” Panko muttered in wonderment.
Suou's feet were just as petite as the rest of her, wonderfully shaped when looked at from any angle. Panko just knew that Suou's feet would be cute, but this was beyond her expectations. She couldn't even test them out right away because she was too busy staring at them.
“You okay there, Sis?” Okazu's voice could be heard, as he was craning his head from inside the kitchen to look at her. Panko quickly glanced in her brother's direction, and he could see that she was drooling a little.
“Y-Yeah...things are great back here...” she breathed, causing Umecha to give a disgusted sigh.
“I swear, it's like you do this feet thing to freak everyone out...”
“I do not!” Panko exclaimed. Suou blinked as she found herself, or rather her feet, the center of an argument as Panko went back to looking at them with a dreamy smile.
Immaculate. That was the word that Panko was trying to think of to describe these. It made sense, really. Suou came from a really prestigious school. She probably came from a rich family. She could only imagine all the spas, pedicures, lotions, and general treatment that the long haired beauty had done to her feet...but this was beyond even that. They were immaculate, flawless. Panko brought her hand forward, and pressed one finger into Suou's sole, watching as it slowly sank in. Even at a touch, the softness blew her mind.
“Y-You'd have to have never gone barefoot in your life or something...!” Panko gushed excitedly at the prospect of uncovering this hidden treasure. She wanted to do all the things to these perfect feet, immediately. It was her duty!
“...This is weird.” Okazu spoke again, this time having stepped out of the kitchen and staring down at their captive. Suou noticed, craning her head and staring back up at him.
“Tell me about it.” Umecha groused as Panko kept poking Suou's feet like a giddy child.
“No, not that. This girl's too complacent about this. Sheltered is one thing...this is something else.” Okazu spoke, scratching the back of his head. “She's a real beauty, no question, but...”
“So you want a reaction out of her, yeah? I was thinking along those lines.” Umecha responded, getting Panko's attention.
“Ooh! I know how to get a girl to react! I'll break these puppies in!” Panko exclaimed, cracking the joints in her fingers as she gave a bold smile, eyes on the prize. Suou had no idea what to expect...but the brothers definitely did, from the expressions on their faces.
Within seconds, Panko's fingers were dancing along Suou's soles. They launched into a constant barrage of stroking and poking and prodding, all over the soft, helpless feet, yet Suou watched neutrally. At first, it didn't seem like this was doing anything.
“Not ticklish either? Don't tell me she's totally emotionally dead or someth-” Okazu started to complain, but then...
“Mmmmmmhhhhmm!___Mmmmhmmm!” The brothers were shocked to hear what seemed to the sounds of muffled laughter. Cool, unflappable Suou had gone from unaffected by the tickling, to overwhelmed by it in an instant. Her eyes were closed as she laughed, her bound upper body rocking around slightly, with her feet wiggling around from all the attention.
“Yesssss~!” Panko exclaimed, feeling rewarded and motivated to tickle Suou even more. Her soft, sensitive feet continued to dance around as Suou laughed.
“A-Alright sis, that should be enough...she's going to run out of breath if you keep doing that...” Okazu spoke up, causing Panko to pout, but she obediently stopped, after getting a few more pokes in.
“Maaaan, that's so great. She's so ticklish~” Panko gushed.
“Mmmmhmmh___mmmhm!” Suou continued to laugh, as if she hadn't realized that the tickling had stopped.
“Uh, she's still laughing...” Okazu noted, scratching his head again...before smiling and pounding a fist in his hand. “Alright, we can market her as ridiculously sensitive! That'll really bring in the buyers!”
“You're so smart, bro!” Panko cheered, while Umecha growled and headbutted his phone.
“Having trouble over there?” Okazu asked, as Panko was content to tease the still laughing Suou by playing with her toes.
“That piece of shit Higa isn't answering my texts again...” Umecha snarled, gripping his phone. “Hate that fucking guy...thinks he's better than me, can ignore my texts whenever he feels like...I've got a girl right here, ready to take pictures of!”
“He might be busy. Probably in the middle of another arrangement or something.” Okazu replied with a shrug. “We might just have to look for someone else...in fact, doesn't Panko know a guy?”
Umecha groaned at the suggested and palmed his face. “I've talked with that guy; he's as much of a foot freak as her. I don't want to think about what kind of auction he runs.”
“Hey, come on. An auction's an auction. Besides, uh, Panko definitely thinks that Suou would be a good fit for it...” Okazu said, sweatdropping as he glanced at her sister, who had gone from poking Suou's feet to...kissing and licking them. The kissing sounds were rather pronounced as they were rather comprehensively worshipped. Suou had calmed down at this point and was looking at Panko in a rather puzzled manner. Her feet had gotten constant attention since she was brought here, and so they kept on wiggling and curling helplessly. That only further encouraged her captor, who licked up the toes and everything under them.
“Mmmm, good idea! When it comes to the tastiest kind of auctions, Sosa's your guy.” Panko spoke up and stopped her bout of worship. Licking her lips and with a wink, she followed up on her statement by lavishing Suou's feet with her tongue yet again. The sight caused Okazu to avert his gaze and look back at Umecha, who was staring at him, Suou's helpless muffled moaning in the background.
“Yeah, it's weird, I know. But she's your sister-”
“Don't remind me.”
“-and you have to admit that there's a surprisingly large clientele for this kind of thing. I've uh, looked it up.”
“...Fine, I'll send Sosa a text.” Umecha sighed, doing so. Within no time at all, he got a reply, which surprised him.
“You guys have something for me? Nice, send pics. And say hi to Panko for me.”
“...Shit, that was fast. He wants pictures.”
“Ooh! Me me! Let me do it!” Panko exclaimed, wiping her mouth and taking a cloth to Suou's feet to dry them off. Before Umecha could even give out the smarmy response, Panko had run up and snatched the phone from him. “H-Hey!”
Wasting no time, Panko directed the phone's camera towards Suou's face with a big smile. “You are just going to look so cute in these, princess~”
“Mmmf.” the helpless Suou looked at Panko over her well gagged mouth, as Panko took a picture of her face, framed ever so nicely with grey eyes staring back at her...and then proceeded to point the camera down at Suou's feet. Flashes went off constantly as Panko got a picture of them from just about every angle possible. “And while I'm at it...selfie!” Panko grinned, as she put an arm around the bound Suou, putting her head next to hers, and took a picture of both of them.
“That's enough of that!” Umecha grouched, as he snatched his phone back, as he sent the pics. Moments later, he got a text back.
“This is insane. These feet are literally perfect. I'm going to make you guys rich for this, I swear. Sending over some guys to pick her up, you can talk with them about payment. BTW, nice selfie, lol. Is Panko for sale yet? ”
Umecha immediately texted back.
“God, I wish.”
“I saw that, Umecha.” Okazu sighed.
“It's just a joke,” the brother replied defensively. “It's not like she'd mind, anyway.”
“Gosh, it's not fair how cute these are. It should be illegal. You're under arrest, Suou!” Panko exclaimed, before cuddling the bound girl.
“Alright, enough of that. Say bye to the rich girl, Panko. She's going to get picked up soon.” Umecha spoke up, causing Panko to pout.
“Awwww...I don't know if I'll ever see feet this perfect again...I'll miss you, Suou~” Panko cooed, giving the pale girl a kiss on her forehead. Suou cocked her head at this. Miss her? Was she going somewhere? All of the data she had been collecting up to this point seemed...off. There was talk of sales and auctions, and she didn't know how it related to her. Maybe if she had more time to think about this, she'd realize what this meant. Perhaps she'd also devote some energy to finding a way out of these bonds. But time was something that she didn't have. Embraced by both the tape and Panko, Suou could only sit in bondage until she could hear knocking on the door...
Suou didn't realize it yet, but that knocking signaled a point of no turning back.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome!” a well dressed man balding man, Sosa, greeted the crowd, a large black curtain beside him, in a very large building. It was quite the discreet gathering, many wealthy, if not dubious people had gathered here, in the dead of night. “I must thank you all for coming! Truly, people with such fine tastes as yourselves deserve the best of the best. And do we ever have something for you tonight! With great pleasure, our lady for tonight: Kuyou Suou!” Sosa rubbed his hands together with a grin, as he brought down the curtain next to him. There, sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her and taped to a pole most tightly was Suou, still clad in her school uniform. She sported so many layers of cloth gags her eyes barely peeked out over the cloth. Additionally, Suou was still as barefoot as when Panko took off her socks - one of which she was now forced to chew contemplatively on. All eyes were on the petite girl, the crowd awed at her beauty.
“We managed to get our hands on this student from Kouyouen, that highly prestigious all female school! This cool beauty is as curious as she is cute, and is quite the mystery as well! Such a delicate frame! Look at that long hair, going all the way down to her calves, like a Japanese Rapunzel! And that brings us to the main show...” Sosa exclaimed, as suddenly, many screens turned on behind Suou, all focused on her bare feet, giving massive close ups from various angles, as the bidders voiced their approval.
“It doesn't get any better than this. It really doesn't! With one glance you can see how soft, supple, nice and wonderful these feet are! Completely perfect and without flaw, right down to each toe! I'm sure right now, some of you are wondering what it would be like to use them as a pillow, or are wondering if the taste is as amazing as the sight...if you want the answers to these questions, you'll need a bid that's just as amazing as these soles!”
The crowd was sufficiently riled up, ravenous even, at the prospect of winning Suou. Suou, for her part, glanced out over all the people gathered here, trying to discern the situation. She was in an auction, yes. These were the bidders...that man over there was the auctioneer, from his words and his position on his stage, even though Suou was too busy thinking to take in what he was actually saying. Logically, the item on the stage would be the thing on auction. As Suou gazed about from the stage as best as she could to look at the stage, she found that there was nothing on the stage at all. How strange.
“I won't keep you fine people waiting any longer; the minimum bid will start at 15 million yen! That's quite the modest starting bid, for such a catch. Now let's hear it! Do I hear 20 million!?”
With the auction officially underway, the building erupted in shouting from the crowd as the bidding war was intensely launched. All this noise made it difficult for Suou to think; she couldn't hear what the bids were or how high they had risen, as she was too busy trying to figure out what everyone was bidding on. As she thought before, there was nothing on the stage. She could see that very clearly from the fact that she was on the stage.
The connection was made far too late. Her eyes a little wider now, Suou started to strain in her bonds and manipulate data with her mouth. But she couldn't. She was still tied to the pole no matter how much she'd like not to be. This revelation flew in the face of everything she thought she knew about how this sort of thing worked. People are not objects. You can't sell them in auctions. That was what Suou thought. Now it was clear that there were some exceptions.
In no time at all, the winning bid had been declared. Suou's information gathering was completely distraught as Sosa shook hands with the winning bidder. He talked excitedly about his win, citing the fact that he had missed an earlier auction filled with bunny girls, and was glad to win this one.
Of all the things that Suou had committed herself to learning about, she had never put much thought, if any, into feet, or being tied up. Now, that was all the information she was going to gather from now on. As she was once again placed in a bag for the winner to take to his lavish estate, Suou could only think one thing...