Never Say Mercy

DISCLAIMER: This story contains absolutely no sexual content whatsoever. If that is what you seek, please seek help instead. This story was not written by me, but by my friend Starwarrior. I am posting these stories here on his behalf.


Tammy rapped smartly on the door of her latest babysitting charge.  The door was opened and she was ushered in by her charge's mother.  Tammy took a seat on the couch while the woman went through all of the usual formalities: emergency numbers, bedtimes, food, etc.  It wasn't her first time babysitting at this residence and the routine was quick and efficient.  As Tammy was sitting she glanced down the hall and spied the face of a grinning ten year old boy peering coyly around the corner of his bedroom door.  She waved and winked and he ducked back into his bedroom.

 

When the parents had departed the hiding youngster came tiptoeing into the hallway on bare feet.  Tammy spotted movement out of the corner of her eye but continued to pretend watching the television.  The little boy continued to advance with what he believed to be stealth and he crept around behind the couch.  He eased up behind Tammy and was preparing to scare her by suddenly grabbing her shoulders when he squeaked in surprise as she suddenly grabbed him and pulled him over the couch and onto her lap in a heap.

 

"Hi Jamie!"  She greeted, wrapping the giggling boy in a bear hug.  She squeezed him tightly.

 

"Hi Tammy!"  He said from under the crushing grip.  She let him wiggle free and plop down on the couch beside her.

 

"I'm guessing you chose me to be your sitter and not your parents?"  She said teasingly and Jamie grinned and nodded.  Jamie loved having her as a babysitter since the first time they met and always pressured his parents to hire her above any other if he should have to be left alone.

 

"And I'm guessing you want to laugh today?"  She added with a mischievous tone.  Again, the boy nodded.

 

"And you're still not gonna beat me!"  He added with playful smugness.

 

Jamie was one of Tammy's most unique charges.  He loved her tickling games.  That by itself wasn't unusual, she had something of a fan base among some of the boys in town.  But every other kid had one thing in common, they had a limit.  There was only so much they could take before they would be begging for it to stop.  But Jamie wasn't like that.  This kid was a literal tickle sponge.  He had soaked up tickle torture that had brought fifteen year old boys to their knees, pleading desperately with Tammy for mercy and this kid literally asked for more.  Tammy was amazed by his endurance when she first met him and as their relationship grew with subsequent visits it became a kind of playful challenge for her to tickle him hard and try and find some hidden weakness to get him to finally beg her to stop.

 

Tammy guided Jamie's legs onto her lap and gently patted his bare feet where they poked out from his jeans.  He smiled at the attention.

 

"Your feet are getting big, squirt."  She commented.

 

"Yeah, they're kinda floppy now, aren't they?  It's cause I'm growing.  Mom said I grew a whole inch in less than a month."

 

"Well, they're still cute."  Jamie grinned and blushed.  She felt the soft skin of his arch and gently pressed each of his toes.  "You know, bigger feet means more foot to tickle on.  Did you ever think of that?"

Jamie laughed.

 

"I did now!"

 

"Good!  I suppose you want to test your mettle?"

 

Jamie smiled and nodded.

 

"Tickle me till I scream!"

 

Tammy giggled.

 

"I'll tickle you till you beg!"

 

Jamie's eyes narrowed defiantly.

 

"Never!"

 

Jamie turned so that his back faced Tammy and crossed his wrists behind his back without hesitation.  Tammy got her rope out and tied his wrists together.  Jamie laid upon his belly and crossed his ankles.  He allowed Tammy to tie them and raised them up for her to complete binding him in a hogtie.  He tested her knots every step of the way, satisfied that he had been bound helpless.

 

"Ready, Tammy!"  He shouted, waiting in delight for the tickling to begin.

 

Tammy considered her strategy for this latest bout.  Deciding upon a course of action, she began by spidering her fingers over Jamie's bare heels.  Jamie's ability to absorb tickling didn't come from a lack of ticklishness.  Even these gently touches instantly sent him into burbling giggles.  He squirmed gently upon the couch and wiggled his toes as his feet began to soak up what was to be a long evening of tickling.

 

"More, Tammy!"  He called out within seconds.  He preferred deep, thorough tickles.  Tammy wasn't about to disappoint him.  She moved her spidering fingers down upon his bare soles.  Immediately his giggling turned to deeper belly laughter.  Tammy noted that his growing feet were wider and longer than she remembered and this indeed had provided her with more room to scribble her fingers.  Jamie's floppy feet rewarded him with a greater ticklish sensation.  He wiggled with glee upon the couch.  Tammy watched as he actually stretched his own toes back, voluntarily rendering his soles taut and inviting them to be gobbled up in tickles.  He bellowed with laughter and reveled in the delightful sensations that he couldn't get enough of.  Tammy took advantage of his willfully open toes and tickled along the undersides, making him squeal in delight.

 

"More, Tammy!"  He called.  He was far from having enough.  Tammy turned up the heat and scribbled her fingers at top speed willy nilly over the bottoms of his feet.  Jamie's toes responded by curling in reflex but Jamie seized control of his body and forced his toes back once more, allowing Tammy to plumb the core of his ticklishness.  He was hysterical with laughter now.  And that was right where he wanted to be.  Tammy slid her fingernails devilishly between those little bubble toes of the cackling youngster and every time he did his whole body would shudder as goosebumps rippled across his skin.  But even this stimulation would not drive him away.  He kept his toes obediently flexed back, inviting every surge of wickedly ticklish sensation to course through him.  Tammy tickled in between every single one of those bare digits and though his toes quivered with barely contained desire to cringe away from those evil nails, Jamie never once curled his toes in defense.  Tammy took every liberty and tickled his toes with reckless abandon.

 

"More, Tammy!  More!"  He called after fifteen whole minutes of fingernail fury.  Tammy decided to switch gears.  She lifted her hands away and stretched her fingers.  They were getting sore from all the tickling she had done.  She took a look at Jamie.  His face was a little red and he was a tad sweaty but he was undeterred and eagerly awaiting more tickles.  Tammy gave him a few seconds to breathe before reaching into her bag and producing a hairbrush.  Had any other boy seen her do this, even the ones that adored her tickling, their reaction would be one of pure horror.  The hairbrush was an instrument of unbearable tickling torture.  All her charges dreaded it's appearance.  All except Jamie.  When he saw it, he just beamed a playful grin.

 

When Tammy began dragging the brush over his soles, Jamie bucked upon the couch and his toes immediately slammed down and locked into place.  Tammy grinned.  It looked like his armor was starting to crack.  But as he bellowed with wild, unrestrained laughter he reached into his well of willpower.  Slowly, through the force of sheer determination, he forced his toes back into their upturned place.  As his soles went taut and the tickling struck home, Jamie howled with laughter.  But still he kept his toes open.  Tammy brushed over the pads of his toes and he screeched.  Jamie now began to thrash upon the couch.  But he still didn't beg for it to stop.  As the worst tickle torture that could befall bare feet teased his skin without mercy he allowed the tickling to go straight through his body without any resistance.  He howled and laughed and squealed and relished every touch.  As far as he was concerned, this was heaven.  There was nothing better than to relax and simply allow himself to be consumed by ticklish bliss.  And Tammy had him completely enthralled.  She brushed vigorously over those tender soles and tickled him to a squealing bucket of ticklishness.  He poured his laughter like water.  And yet, as another 15 minutes passed, he still hadn't had enough.

 

"MORE!  WAAAAHAAAAHAAAA!  MORE!"  And when Tammy heard that, she reached for her first of two secret weapons.  As Jamie was given the chance to breathe, she took out her latest tickle brush.  Tammy had originally favored the standard bristle brush.  But as she was chatting with a certain Imperial Grand Admiral she discovered a new brush.  It was the standard bristle brush but also had plastic ball tipped tines for scalp massaging purposes.  The tactical genius she spoke with, conqueror of whole galaxies and impressively handsome as well, told her of how this deadly combo broke the barriers of ticklyness.  He knew from using it on his own son's feet.  She thanked the mighty star warrior and bought one for herself.  Now she was going to try it out on Jamie.

 

Jamie's face was red and his hair disheveled.  He was still panting for air from the last bout of tickling.  When Tammy ran this new brush over his feet, it hit him like an electric shock.  His body jolted, his toes slammed down, and he went berserk with laughter.  Tammy knew she had a winner.  She started tickling with just the ball tips.  Jamie's arches were covered in sweat from previous tickles and the brush moved without any friction at all.  Peering to one side, Tammy could see a look of absolute shock on Jamie's face.  This was a sensation he was unprepared for.  He screeched and squealed and strained against the ropes.  And for once, he absolutely could not bring himself to open up his toes.  Tammy knew that his armor was cracking.  And it was now or never.  She had to overwhelm him now while the sensation was new and he wasn't ready for it.  Tammy grabbed Jamie's toes and tried to pry them back.  He fought back and put a surprising level of resistance into those wiggly little digits.  But slowly they began to open up.  Jamie was tired from all this tickling and his strength was failing.  All at once, his will gave out and the toes pulled back.  Tammy pushed the brush deep into his soles, tickling with both tines and bristles.  Jamie leaned his head back and gave a scream so loud that it made Tammy's ears ring.

 

Tammy tickled hard and fast.  She knew that he was on the ropes.  She had to press her advantage without quarter if she wanted to emerge victorious.  She noted with satisfaction that he had stopped calling for more.  But more was what he needed.  She moved the brush up to his toes.  As she pushed down, the tines slithered in between the toes and he squealed as she ran them back and forth.  While the tines tickled between the toes the bristles tickled the pads of the toes.  This double whammy caused tickle mayhem and Tammy only added to it further by tickling his damp soles with her free hand.  His feet were covered in tickles from toes to heel.  There was no escaping it.  And after another 10 minutes of grueling tickling, it finally happened.

 

"MERCY!  MEEERRRRRRCCCCYYYYYYY!!!!"

 

Tammy cheered.  She lifted the brush away and rolled the sweaty boy onto his back.  Rolling his shirt up to his neck, she celebrated her triumph by zerberting his bellybutton over and over.  Jamie continued to giggle hysterically and feebly beg for the tickling to end.  And finally it did.  She untied the lad who now lay utterly limp upon the couch.  She gently pulled him onto her lap and gave him a generous hug.  Utterly spent, he laid there in her arms.

 

"Got you!"  Tammy said playfully.  Jamie was still panting and his eyelids fluttered with fatigue.

 

"Double or nothing."  He managed before lapsing into a deep sleep.  Tammy giggled.  She let him down so that his head rested upon her lap and she let him sleep while she quietly watched television.  It was the first time she had ever made him say mercy but she truly wondered if it would be the only time.  Jamie was nothing if not indomitable.

 

The End