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Weiss sighed with exhaustion while remaining in the solitude of the shared dorm room of her team mates. With her fearless leader and her hotheaded sister out for supplies and the more reclusive Blake headed into the library for further study on a certain subject Oobleck had given, the young Heiress was finally able to drop the farce she had been putting up. She knew that exposing emotions to anyone was nothing more then another problem to deal with. As the Heiress of the Schnee Dust Empire, she had to be proper after all, how would anyone take her seriously if she was acting like most of her teammates would? As a business, proper etiquette and behavior should be enforced in behavior, at least, that's how Weiss was raised. Again a sigh broke from her lips as she lowered her head and opened the window, the fresh kiss of soothing air on her cheeks eased her mind, closing her eyes and inhaling with added joy. The rejuvenating feeling of having a fresh spring wind on your closed eyelids was exactly strong enough to cheer her up from her internal turmoil. If only her...

She shook her head and turned her back on the fresh air and sank to the floor, the sudden energy she had used mentally to banish the sudden shivers up her spine were to exhausting. If anyone would walk in her now, back up the wall beneath an open window, they might assume the wrong thing. Not that she would allow such gossip to spread. In a relfex she reached for a nearby book, one with a black cover that was discarded to her left. Not wanting to have the assumption she was in a bad spot, she faked sitting and reading, not even noticing the title as her mind began wondering of again. Opening a window, for fresh air, was something she had dared not do back at home. It wasn't proper for an heiress to mess up the order in her room. Why, was a mystery to her, given that there's nothing remotely chaotic to an open window. But it was the rule and she dared not defy it, for her sake. In unconscious manner, her hand moved up and removed the tiara like pin that held her long ponytail, making her hair brush down her back in a more 'snow falling from the sky' manner. In this state she let her self go completely, her hair covering her back as she looked away and let silver escape the corners of her eyes. Why was it so unfair, why did she had to be born a Schnee, why did she had to have an upbringing of this manner and above all, why couldn't she be more like her teammates? So carefree, able to live up to her dreams, be who she wants to be, expressing her feelings as she feels them inside her heart, turned coled by that one figure called...

A door slammed open as all her team members walked in. Weiss quickly inhaled to calm herself, using quick moves of her fingers to remove any trace of tears on her cheeks, at least the upbringing was good for something after all.
'I told you we should have ran faster!'
'Oh no we shouldn't. The guy on the desk should have picked me first'
'No, we're not swift enough! MY COOKIES!'

Weiss managed to hide a giggle in her cheeks as Yang and Ruby were having a discussion about the supply run they had made. In a weird way, she respected Yang for her nature. Yet only a part.
'Oh hey w...oaw, we never see the long hairs like this outside of nighttime. What's the occasion Weiss?'
'none of your business! Besides, it's not because I have my hair out of a pony tail you assume it's for an occasion'
Weiss snapped in her usual manner, a bit snippy and most certainly, very properly voicing her disagreement.
'Well, you normally have a very proper way of dressing, excuse me for being worried'

'Weiss, what's that?'
The room seemed to be frozen in time. Weiss wanted to take a huge gulp but managed to only puf like a little cough, as she tried to check her appearance but found nothing was wrong, other then the book she had been using as a buffer. It was one of Blake's favorites and therefor, quite dramatically, a slip on her part. Ruby, who had asked the question was oblivious to a fault. Which was one of the few times Weiss was glad she was only fifteen. Yang just got that weird look in her eye when she had either a smart idea, which often times were crazy and full of questionable manners, or when she was coming up with a pun or in her words 'prank'. However, it was Blake that seemed most shocked. Not because of the book, but the added situational conditions. Weiss had loosened her hair, which yang had noted to not happen often for no reason, the window was wide open and above all, that was Blake's notebook which contained specific information that wasn't for the eyes of Weiss Schnee. So when Blake saw all this, she acted not like how she usually acted. Her more reserved and calm expression swapped almost immediately for a more, shall we say, predatory look. Blake's amber eyes dug into the bright blue of Weiss as she pointed on the book.
'Did you read that?'
Baffled, Weiss answered honestly.
'No...I haven't. It's not proper to read other people's books'
'But aren't the Library's books the same kind of 'not yours'?'

Weiss shot a glare at Ruby, a remark of that kind wasn't helping Weiss' situation at all! Yet, that's when Yang ruined everything and her face expressed a deep and sinister joy...
'We need to make her tell the truth...'

For a single second, that one eye-blink timespan, Weiss was at a total loss of what to say. She had no way to reason herself out of as it was clearly obvious that Yang had been wanting this kind of thing to happen, the twinkles of joy in her eyes were a dead giveaway. And after that second, Weiss could no longer react other then express confusion and question what her so called friends were doing to her. If it wasn't for her keen eye-sight, she probably wouldn't have noticed it. Blake had grabbed the ribbon of her weapon and swung it in a weird lasso like manner, to catch both of Weiss wrists that had instinctively come up to gesture as Weiss was coming up with an excuse out of this situation. Then, by the power of Yang's strength, Weiss was thrown back in the center of the room where a fluffy carpet caught her as she landed. While in free fall, Yang whispered a quick something to Ruby, which prompted her to grab the ribbon and in a flash of what could only be described as red roses, made Weiss' high heels disappear. Though it lasted a second, the feeling of relief and gentle wind kissing her bare soles, sent a wave of pleasure through her spine.
Yet that spine tingling feeling was replaced instantly with the feeling of a soft fabric binding her, now bare, ankles together whilst her hands were pulled on her back. Weiss had barely time to process this before she landed nice and neatly bound in what Yang referred to as a hogtie. The feeling of her wrists tightly yet gently bound together while her own fingers were close enough to touch her heels, was strange to say the least. She took great care of her body as one should do, but the feeling of her own fingers on feet as soft as fresh powder snow was odd, to say the least. But the fact that she, the Heiress had been reduced to nothing but a bound piece of cattle, was infuriating. So while she still had some form of decency to herself, she would burst into a small tirade.

'What's the meaning of this! Untie me this instant!'
'Don't get your Knots up'
Weiss rolled her eyes, Yang duck behind one of the beds to try and find something, meanwhile, Ruby and Blake were glaring very oddly at Weiss' bared toes, complete with Schnee brand nailpolish.
'Yang, that's not funny. I'm serious!'
'Tell me why you were reading my book!'
'I wasn't. It's not proper. I'm raised in a good manner, unlike some of us!'
'What?'

Weiss picked up something in the corner of her eyes. Yang had found what seemed to be three different feathers. Ironically, perfect for each one of them. One was red like roses but fluffy as you'd possibly guess. Even some of the Schnee maids would be jealous of it's plushy nature. Then there was a thin long black one, seemingly endless. But that's because Weiss could barely look that far behind her. And then the bright yellow one. Seemed least impressive, just an average feather. But Yang's glare. Somehow she seemed offended by that statement. Her eyes briefly seemed to boil in anger before returning to the more mischievous smirk she had been wearing almost all the time now.
'Seems we'll have to teach you not to be such a stuck up Heiress. And telling the truth about the book'
'I am telling the truth! I never touched that book and I'll bet my...'
'Hey, our uncle is a dusty man but he's perfect!'

Ruby didn't even care for any protest at this part. Her fluffy feather suddenly appeared on the surface of her feet and caused an entire wave of emotions to break up in Weiss' mind. One was to very logically start laughing as this was unlike anything ever experienced by the young Schnee. The feathery kisses were more then her nerves could bear, the fluffy parts of the feather just seemed to ignite a fire in her while simultaneously setting her toes of to a dance she didn't knew the rhythm to. Crunching her toes so they wouldn't expose to much of the effectiveness, didn't seem to work as her nerves didn't work anymore. Her toes slammed down, only to simply spring back up if the arch was even so much as touched. And to add insult to injury, her belly seemed to produce a very rude thing: laughter. Yet her etiquette didn't fail her as she simply resisted and covered up every possible attempt at laughter. Her face being stoic at best. Maybe the three would stop after a while, she hoped to herself.

That's when a secondary feeling broke free. As the fluffy kisses of the red feather kept her soles dancing, a more intense sense of tickling torture appeared between her toes. Blake had used the feather to rake a single long tickle between the pinky toes of Weiss' left foot. Way more stiff then the red feather, this black one seemed to endlessly drag itself through the delicate sockets of the toes, making the tickling that struck like lightning last forever. Like a boring lesson hour it kept going forever and this was only the first rake of what Weiss assumed to be many to come. And naturally, that was a wise assumption as the raking between her toes seemed to go on forever! Added with this torture, the tickling seemed to multiply, her belly rising and twitching as the tickling just spread through her. Like a bubble of air, the increased laughter rose from her belly and up her throat. Yet again, she stifled all of it. Internally she'd be a giggly mess, yet all the outside world could see was a frozen expression. Something the other three also managed to see as Yang moved in as well.
'See how cool you'll be after this special feather'

Weiss gulped for air as suddenly a very odd sensation began terrorizing her feet. The golden feather wasn't even remotely as tickly as the previous two, but a weird sensation began forcing even more and more giggles from Weiss. This feather was secretly coated with an experimental brand of Dust that Yang had cooked up. Something Ruby knew all to well as Yang was a natural born tickler. And now she was applying a substance that tasted like honey and made the nerves all the more susceptible to tickling. Something Weiss clearly hadn't experienced before and even though the feathers were tearing her up inside, causing her to want to scream to the heavens for relief and making her cry with continuous torment, Weiss never broke down. The slightest that resembled the fact that they were having any form of success, was Weiss hiding a blush behind her hair and a strange glitter in her eyes, tears that were hidden behind years of experience and even deeper hidden within Weiss, without her own knowledge, joy.

Before long, another set of hands began working on a part of her she wasn't expecting. Failing to notice how the red feather was withdrawing, Weiss muffled a yelp as two hands began to work on an exposed side and another one, the tiny but surprisingly strong fingers of her team leader slithered their way inside of Weiss' armpit. Although the exposed and bare skin of her shoulders and back were delighted by this freedom and gentle caress of soft wind, they were quite sensitive to subtle sensations. Thankfully, a side of her training with the Rapier, she had to keep proper stance. Training for this would leave her with her armpits exposed and feathered by her instructor, one that was cruel but decent. Yet, each time as she laughed during said training, she would receive a slap on the wrist. So needless to say, despite Ruby's skillful fingers doing what they can, Weiss was to drilled into it for the reaction to reach out. Not that it wasn't effective. If the situation had been different, Weiss would even enjoy this part!
'Wow, she's tough. Sis, what should we do?'

This time, before anyone could answer Ruby, it was Blake who made the move that would push Weiss to her limits and past. The smell of the bittersweet honey and the fresh scent of powder snow, kick started the beginning of Weiss' end. Weiss had just managed to regain herself, the black feather flossed between her toes didn't exactly help, as a new more 'intensive' emotion grabbed her. A warm wiggly thing had slithered over the side of her foot. Something that was soft to the touch, warm and dripping with something icky. Weiss realized in shock, Blake had licked her foot. And as much as she hated to admit it to even herself, she really enjoyed how it felt. Suddenly a feeling she was not sure how to describe it flowed through her nerves and brought her the most delirious effect of the mind, the warmth of caring. In that one lick, Weiss forgot all she was trained and sighed. After that sigh broke, however, so did her control of the situation. As if someone had set of fireworks, Weiss began laughing in the most adorable way you could possibly imagine. Her eyes no longer able to contain the ticklish tears, would sparkle with joy. Her struggling seized completely as her foot was being licked by Blake. In no time, the other two began joining in and there was a real battle royal happening for whom would be allowed to taste her little toes. All the while feathers kept up their dance. Weiss let everything simply go. Her restrictions, her fear of social status dropping after enjoying something that she wasn't allowed to, the envy of her team, the quest for friendship. In this one moment, Weiss was her true self, long forgotten and hidden behind self defense mechanisms of acting proper. Now if only she could speak up...
Her team kept her bound for quite a while as the sun was long gone by the time Weiss could escape her ribbon bonds. Only to smile a bright smile, right before giving a tirade unlike ever before. And the book that started everything, safely hidden by Blake...

First of my bundle deals (more info here: Commissions and requests politics update IX) for the ever so agreeable who asked for five sketches starring the same amount of characters from one of the latest sensations "RWBY". The first one being Weiss Schnee. Four more to go!

Weiss Schnee (who is depicted as an adult here) and the rest of RWBY team (mentioned in the story) are copyrighted by Rooster Teeth.

Funfacts:
-What's the reason behind the odd name? a kind of hommage to the series' name, in this case the letters are the initials for the characters that will take part on this. Who will be the next one? make your bets!
-This is 2016 first drawing and I'm quite happy with how the year starts artistically, considering how dissapointing these holidays were on which I didn't work as hard a I should.
-I have never read anything done by the commissioners, it's one of those things you say "I'll do later" and you keep repeating that to yourself, but you don't do it in the end because you forget about it. Big error, I'm honestly surprised with his nice style.
-As usual, he wrote the story, hence, she got a discount.
-At this rate, the universe (and mostly , who keeps bringing up the topic to me) I will have to end up watching the series. Nor that I'd mind though.
-First time I draw a hogtie, hooray!
-Update: This is what happens when you agree to draw a picture while your client writes a story that you haven't read. The combination might not match. I asked DS if he could make a slight edit so that the text and the picture showed the same, and he kindly agreed to it!