You find yourself the storage room at a coffee house you work at in your area, you and your now bare and exposed feet bound in stocks made from heavy duty boxes and equipment in the storage room, with each toe tied to spread them out and stop you from curling or moving them. Basically to make sure you are in display for.... well, a deal you made.

"Hah, who knew my feet these days would be as rare as gold. Especially since you interested enough to be here"

The mysterious girl named Kid, your personal devil in human flesh examined smugly, as she looks on at the handiwork she did that didn't really even require the struggle.

I say this because the reason for this situation.... is because you just couldn't help yourself and accepted a challenge may result in serious consequences for your future.

"Awwww, looks like someone has cute feet of their own. And black nail polish? Ooooooo, what a bad-ass we have. Well I hope you weren’t too cool to listen to the rules of our game today.”

She says as she brought out two Styrofoam cups filled coffee on a black plastic tray and puts it onto your hands. Basically forcing you to hold something while keepingyour hands busy, for she was going to introduce a game to you, and it involved your feet, and keeping those little cups still until the time runs out.

Yet, it seems it won't be easy, will it?