Mirajane Strauss was quite frankly annoyed. A member of Grimoire Heart named Kyoka had captured her and Erza using the element of surprise and quick attacks. Erza was supposedly locked in magic shackles in another room while Mira was locked in a pair of stocks that inhibited magic, with chains to restrain her arms. Mira could hear Erza's screams of pain from here. It was only a matter of time before she would experience the same. Mira was wearing her usual guild outfit; a red dress with a pink bow tie, and a pair of black high heeled shoes.
Soon, the demon enters the room, her talons scraping across the floor as she enters. "Oh, you seem rather tense," she smiles as she walks over to Mira's feet. "Perhaps it's because of what I did to your friend?" she taunts. "Well, I don't plan to put you through that. I'd like to test something else," she smirks as she slowly removes her high heeled shoes, holding on of them in her claws. "Tell me something, are you ticklish?" she grins as she digs the tip of the shoe into Mira's left foot.
The mage's eyes go wide for a moment, and she clenches her fists. Not a single sound escapes her lips, but this is clearly affecting her. Eventually, Kyoka moves it upwards towards the arch, then the instep, and finally near the toes. Mira's feet look much softer in these areas, and she finally makes a sound when it reaches these areas, especially the toes. "Mmmmmmm!" Mira holds her laughter in, but avoids smiling. Kyoka puts the shoe down and moves her talons upwards to her toes, which makes Mira smile against her own will, but she's still resilient.
"Oh, someone's quite resilient~" Kyoka teases as she snaps her fingers, raising Mira's sensitivity to a fitting level, not enough to make her crack, but just enough to keep her on the edge. "HMMMMMMMM!" Mira's restrained laughter sounds much louder as her bonds start shaking. "There we go. This must be torture for you, right? Trying to fight this...on the brink of laughter...yet never reaching it!" she mocks, clearly amused by Mira's response. Strangely, Kyoka notices that aspects of Mira's appearance, such as her hairstyle, dress, and raw magic power, appear to change in response to the tickling. Kyoka chooses to ignore this for now, torturing Mira's feet using her power, adjusting it when needed, and never giving Mira the chance to laugh.
Finally, her curiosity wins over. "You felt those surges in power too, didn't you?" Kyoka grins as Mira takes deep breaths, glaring at Kyoka. "Let's explore that then~" she teases as she adjusts Mira's sensitivity a little bit more, and tickles between her toes. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Mira finally bursts into laughter as she immediately transforms into her Satan Soul. This takes Kyoka by surprise, and she steps back a bit. Her arms are partly covered in scales that lead into claws, her hair is now tied in bun and looks spherical, and she somehow looks...intimidating.
Yet, in spite of this increase in power, she can't break free of her magic inhibitors or use any of her magic abilities. Upon seeing this, Kyoka recovers from her initial shock. "Are these feet of yours even more ticklish?" she asks while decreasing the sensitivity and stroking the instep. This produces loud laughter on Mira's end. "They are! This is going to be fun~" she teases as she adjusts the sensitivity to keep Mira on edge again. Although she isn't laughing, this entire ordeal is pure torture, and drains much more of her energy than expected as her toes become Kyoka's playthings. The spaces between Mira's toes are even more sensitive, and she bucks and thrashes against this. From Kyoka's perspective, this is quite adorable.
After fifteen more minutes, Kyoka smirks at how exhausted Mira is. She looks like she might pass out, she thinks to herself. Well, let's make it a reality. Kyoka raises Mira's sensitivity to max level and prepares to descend upon her feet. Just then, she hears a noise behind her. Crap. She retreats, and Natsu enters the room. Mira is too exhausted to speak, and she reverts out of her Satan Soul. Her mind becomes a blank, and she doesn't remember being untied or carried out of the room. All she knows is that she's glad it's over.