By wuzzup11154
“Boy, have you gotten yourself into another mess” said little Jimmy to himself. He thought he would only be busy for an hour or so. But no, the soft spoken twenty three year old, fresh into the navy, was asked to do a test which could help trainees survive in the ocean if their ship was to somehow sink or be attacked. What he did not anticipate, however, was how long it was to be done or what was really about to go on. His colonel, Mark, said that it was an endurance test that would be “fun” but to whom he would not say. Now, tied to a table, with nothing on but his boxers, Jimmy understands it will be a lot of “fun” for his colonel, not him.
“Ya comfortable, little man? Cuz ya gonna be in there for a while, unless you somehow figure out how to get outta there. But good luck, since no one has gotten out of it alive yet.” Mark said enthusiastically. This frightened him, since he had noticed that a few other navy cadets had been missing for a week or so. So now, he would endure the same torture they had been put through. “So, ya think you will last Jumbo?” his colonel asked pleasantly. “Eh….yeah, i think i will…im not weak like those others. Ill show you right.” Jimmy said, in a rather unconvincing manner. “If you say so. Your gonna eat your words. Lets get this started.” His peer pressed a blue button and a mechanical arm with a feather descended from the cieling. “What the heck is going on? whats the feather for?” the torturee thought to himself, but he answered his own question when the arm was an ince away from his foot. The arm stopped, but started vibrating, and a few seconds afterwards, it moved the feather in between his toes and stayed there.
“AHHHHH…….HAHAHAHA……STTTT-HAHAH-OOPPPP-HAHAHA” Jimbo yelled out uselessly. The tickling had only begun and already Jimmy regretted he got himself into this. He believed that it would be something like a drug being injected into his body or using some kind of machine that would tone his muscles, but he never anticipated tickling. His laughter was loud and booming across the room, and he wondered if it would be heard outside the buidling.
“So, tough guy, think you can break outta this? Good luck. I built this thing to that there is only two ways to get outta here….one, by me maunally stopping the thing, which is not happening, or the way that no one else has figured out. Guess which one you will be hoping for?” Mark poked at him. Jimmy did not need to answer his rhetoric. Nor could he, because the feather kept on swirling between his toes. “STOP-HEHEHE-TICK—HEHE-LIN-HAHAHAHA-THE TOES-HEHEHEHE.” Jimmy screamed, and Mark obliged. He stopped ticklin the toes, but two more arms came from the cieling and went straight to his knees and thighs and tickled them with machine fingers. However, these were also vibrating, which felt like ants crawling all over his legs, and the young cadet continued his yelling and constant laughing. The fingers wiggled all over his knees, under his knees, which seemed to be a sweet spot, since he jumped whenever they reached under there.
How long has it been? Would colonel really kill me with this? He does seem to be enjoying this a lot. Im gonna laugh so much im not going to be able to breath. All these things ran through Jimmy’s head. while being tickled. He thought it must have been hours since the tickling started, but Mark seemed to read his mind and said, “Its only been 45 minutes.” He really was going to die. All he could do is laugh, nothing else. After what seemed like an eternity, Jimmy was starting to laugh very coarsely and soon, nothing came out of his mouth. He couldnt even breath, and, like a miracle, the arms stopped tickling. “Oh goodness….thank you….thank you!” Jimmy said, thinking that Mark was being pitiful. “Oh no, we are not done…not even close” his peer said and soon after, six arms descended and started tickling his stomach, sides, knees, thighs and feet. Now, all Jimmy did was scream, not even laugh. It was very loud and it reverberated within the room, but it was useless; no one was going to hear his screams and he was going to die. This tickling went on for an hour and Jimmy’s screams periodically turned into laughter, but mainly stayed as screams. Once again, he started to lose breath, and he thought Mark was taking pity. “Thank you mark” Jimmy said, but not realizing it, two arms came down, with the rest going up, and they stood about a foot above Jimmy’s armpits, which were completely exposed since his arms were high above him, tightly strapped down to the table, with little movement possible.
“This is where they all died. None of them withstood this for more than ten minutes…they all died here, and I think it will be the same for you. I hope you enjoyed this experience. You will have made everyone proud to die for this country, just not in battle.” Mark said and the mechanical arms dipped right into his armpits. First, they made circles around the pits, to start it off, and right now, Jimmy only made some giggles. It was torturous in the sense that it was annoying, since he knew it would go right into the worse place. “Hehe, Mark-hehehe-just get it over with-hehehe-” Jimmy told and Mark happily did his request, and the arms went right into his armpits and Jimmy was sent into another world. His laughter was like none before and it was extremely loud. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-MA-HAHAHAHAHA-AAARRRK-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-STOOOPPPP-HAHAHAHAHAHA-” Jimmy uselessly shouted out, but to no avail, the tickling went on. His breath seemed to go short very quickly, and the tickling subsided for a short while. In this little space of time, Jimmy questioned something.
“Why is it that everytime I lose breath, the tickling stops? He doesn’t seem to show any pity, so maybe this is how he gives a break. Or, maybe this is how i get outta here! Somehow, I need to hold my breath!” Jimmy said in his mind. As he regained his breath, he readied himself for the tickling again, and firmly believed that this was how he would get out. Once the arms went into his armpits, his laughter resumed and his fits were too much to try to keep down. After another fifteen minutes, his breath shortened a little bit, and he tried to regain his thoughts.
“Damn, this is harder than I thought it would be. I need to wait till the end, before i lose my breath, to get outta here.” Jimmy thought this time he would be ready, but he was faced with a terrible challenge: having to hold his breath with all of his body tickled. Fifteen arms in all started tickling him, with two with feathers twirling in between his toes, two for the rest of his feet, two for his knees, two for his thighs, three for his stomach and sides, two for his ribs, and two for his armpits. His whole body bucked around and all he could do was laugh. “HAHAHAHA-THIS- HAHAHAHAHAHA-IS– HAHAHAHA-TOO— HAHAHAHAHA-MUUUUCHHHHHH- HAHAHAHAHAH” Jimmy screamed, but Mark payed no attention.
He was firmly convinced that he would once again have another cadet fail his machine and his test. Thirty minutes passes, and Mark looked upon Jimmy, who seemed to look like he had lost his breath, so he toned down the tickling a little. He was surprised that Jimmy had made it this far, so he thought he should give somewhat of a reward to the guy. Jimmy, however, was now trying to hold his breath with all his might, fighting through the tickling. Mark, seeing his guy look pale, now believed that it was only a matter of time. A minute passed, and Jiimmy looked dead, but he was not, so Mark stopped the machine and the bonds were taken off. At this, Jimmy sprung up, grabbed his colonel, and put him into the restraints.
“Wha-what the hell is going on? I thought you were dead!” Mark exclaimed with the utmost surprise. “No, sir, after you stopped the machine the time after you started on my pits, i realized that me losing my breath was the only way to stop the machine. I understood that it would keep tickling until the person lost breath and I hoped that it would completely turn off once the breath stopped for a certain amount of time. Looks like I was right.” Jimbo said with the largest grin on his face. “I am impressed Jimmy, you really passed the test. I told you it was an endurance test, and you endured it all. You are the real deal. Now, really, get me outta here. I really only wanted to see if you were capable of this.” Mark said quickly. “Oh no. Since you thought everyone else should try this, lets see if the maker can live up to the test.” Jimmy said pleasantly, and with that, he took off all of his colonel’s clothes except his boxer brief’s and went over to where his peer stood and turned on the machine, but this time, just leaving it on with all arms tickling him. Jimmy thought to himself, “I should become colonel now. But thats for later, now, its time to have fun.” and so the colonel’s torture began…