"MERCY!!" You scream at the top of your lungs, knowing that you couldn't stand much more, but Don seems to ignore your plea, ever vigilant upon tickling your feet until he drives you insane.
You relax and, with little remaining strength, allow the tickling to continue as your feet relax opening all areas to the tormenting feather that glides across your unusually soft sole.
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