Mercy Me - Chapter 9 – Part 5 of 5

Mercy Me

By Karen Singer

Chapter 9 – Part 5 of 5

Mercy opened Suzi’s front door and pushed him through ahead of her.  Fido and Twerp soon followed.

“Let me go!” Ben pleaded angrily again, now that they were in his house.

“Stop asking,” Mercy told him.  “It’s not gonna’ happen.”

“What are we doing here?” Ben asked.

“Getting your laundry,” she told him.

“But…”

“You’ve got laundry that needs doing, right?”

“Yes. Of course!”

“And you were planning on coming to my house to do it, weren’t you?”

“Um…I wasn’t planning…”

“Yes you were!”  She leaned down close to his head.  “Like it or not!” she chuckled before pulling her head away.  “Now while we’re here, we’re going to gather everything in the house that you want cleaned, then we’re going to take it back to my house so you can take care of it.  Sound like a plan?”

“No!  Untie me!  Let me go!”

“Not on your life,” she said.  “Now where’s all your laundry?  You’re not going to get released until it’s done.”

“How can I do the wash if my hands are tied up like this?” Ben argued.

“Oh, we’ll take care of that little problem just as soon as we get back to my house.  Don’t worry about it.  Now tell them where your laundry is.”

“I hate you!” Ben exclaimed.

“Good!  I’m glad,” Mercy replied.  “Where’s your laundry?  Or do I have to start slapping the top of your head again?”

“No!  That hurt!”

“Good.  Now where’s your laundry?”

He stared angrily at her for a moment.  “The laundry room is down the hall.  I’ve got it all in there.”

“How about the sheets on your bed?” she asked.  “I know you like to wash those too much too.”

“Too much?”

“For any normal person,” she replied.  “Now, shall I have Fido and Twerp strip your bed too?”

“No,” Ben replied.  “I changed the sheets already this morning.  All the towels too.  It’s all in the laundry room.”

“Good.  That should make it easy.  Fido, Twerp.  Grab everything you can and let’s get out of here.”

Five minutes later, Mercy pushed Suzi out the door and into broad daylight again where anyone within sight could possibly see just how naked he was beneath the shirt he was still wearing.  Fido and Twerp were loaded down heavily with Suzi’s laundry.  Fido carried a large laundry basket and Twerp carried a plastic laundry bin.  Both were full to overflowing.  They all paraded back across the street, up Mercy’s driveway and into her garage.  A minute later, Fido and Twerp set everything down in Mercy’s hallway.

“Now untie me!” Ben demanded.

“No.  Not till I’m ready.  And just for that, you can stay that way for a few more minutes.”  She turned to Twerp.  “Have you wet again yet?” she asked him.

“Not yet,” he replied, “but I’m getting there.”

“Good!” she said.  “If you’re getting there, then see if you can do it now.”

“Now?  Right now?  Here?”

“Yes.  Right now.  Here.  What did you think?”

“With everyone…”

“Everyone watching you?  Of course.  Just do it and get it over with.  We’re all waiting.”

Twerp couldn’t believe it.  He didn’t want to wear the diapers.  He didn’t want to wet them.  And now she wanted him to stand there and do it in front of everyone?  It was worse than wearing the bow in his hair at Burger King.  Well, maybe not quite that bad.

“We’re waiting…” Mercy sang expectantly.

Twerp gulped and looked at everyone staring at him.  They were all waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

“We’re all going to stand here and wait,” Mercy told him.  “Just as long at it takes.  So if you like being the center of attention that much, then please, hold back as long as you can.  We don’t mind.  Especially since you look so adorable dressed the way you are.  I could stare at you all day.  Really!”

The center of attention?  Twerp realized he was certainly that.  But he didn’t want to be the center of attention, and especially not dressed as humiliatingly as he was.  They were all waiting for him to stand there and…wet himself like a big baby.  For as many times as he had been forced to do it for her now, it was worse with everyone else looking on.  And it wasn’t just Fido who he had just met.  It was Suzi now too…who was someone he knew wasn’t even into the things that he and Fido were.

Everyone was still looking at him.  His only way out was to do the one thing he didn’t want to do.  He could see her bathroom door behind everyone, just a bit further down the hallway.  He wasn’t six feet from it, but he couldn’t even go in there to do what he was supposed to do in there.  She wanted him to do it in his diaper…in his pants.  Right here in front of them where they all could see.

He gulped again.  Only one way out.  He searched for the feelings of having to pee.  They weren’t hard to find.  He looked toward the bathroom door again and somehow that seemed to increase his need.  Only one way out.  He had to do it.  He had too….  He stood there, closed his eyes and concentrated, forcing himself to relax those muscles and do what she had made him do a number of times already in his diaper.  The practice he’d had now made it easier.  His knees bent a little.  His eyes flew open as he suddenly felt her hand pressing against the front of his diaper before he was finished wetting.  He finished, looking up into her eyes.  She was so big.  So tall.  So…powerful!  And he felt like nothing next to her.

Mercy rubbed her hand lovingly down the side of his face.  “Good boy,” she crooned.

Twerp was embarrassed.  He had just stood there and wet his diaper right in front of everyone.  They had all seen him do it.  And it had been major embarrassing, even though he had been forced to do it before.  Including earlier that day, right outside on her front lawn.  But at that time, he was pretty sure that nobody would have known he was doing it.  This time, it had been different.  Very different.  Everyone had been watching him and expecting it.  And he had wet himself…right there in front of them all.  How embarrassing.

“Now untie me!” Suzi demanded.

“Oh shut up,” Mercy replied, not even looking at him.  “I’ll get to you soon enough.”

She left them all standing there and went to her toolbox where she picked up the latex gloves she had worn earlier.  She put them on and applied a little more lubrication to them.  She went beck to the twerp and turned him around so that she was behind him.  She forced her hands down into his now wetter diaper and began messaging him again like she had done earlier.  It took only seconds before she felt him growing in her hands.  She leaned down to whisper in his ear.  “See.  This is what you get when you do what I want.”

Twerp was in heaven again.  Her hands felt even better than before.  He stood there half mesmerized by what she was doing to him.  The longer she kept at it, the more his brain could focus on only one thing.  What she was doing to him, and the needed relief it promised.  He started breathing heavily, anticipating the end.  His body and mind readying itself for the final…  Her hands pulled away and she was gone again.  The shock of it was horrible.  No!  He turned around and looked wide-eyed up at her.

“Not yet,” she told him with a sly smile on her face.  “That diaper isn’t nearly wet enough yet.  And I recommend you don’t even try to touch yourself until I’m ready to do it for you.”

Twerp’s body was still in shock, still waiting for the end.  And he knew he didn’t dare try to get himself off later.  Memories of her miserable spanking machine came to his mind.

Mercy went back to her toolbox and removed the gloves, saving them to use later on the twerp.  On the way back, she picked up the binder that she had locked onto Twerp’s upper legs earlier.  The perfect tool for what she needed.

Twerp saw the leg binder again and he nervousness increased…as did his need to get off.  His cock inside his diaper actually got harder and started to twitch as she approached him…but surprisingly, she carried it right past him.

Mercy carried the leg spreader-binder over to Suzi.

“What…” Suzi started to say, before she rudely shoved him around and pushed him against the wall. 

“Stay!” she ordered.

But Ben didn’t want to stay.  He fought back, and since he couldn’t do anything else, he tried to get away by slipping to the floor.

Mercy was perturbed, but not greatly.  Since he had dropped to the floor, she sat on him, facing his legs.  He kicked, he complained, he swore, he did everything he could to stop her, but in seconds, she had both of his legs locked into the heavy spreader-binder.  Only then did she get off of him.

“Get that off me!” Ben yelled.

Mercy ignored his protests.  She reached down under his shoulders, grabbed him, and lifted him to his feet.

“Get this off me!” Ben yelled again.

“Nope,” Mercy said.

Before he knew it, Ben felt her arms coming around from behind him again.  He stiffened automatically, then his muscles locked even worse when she reached down to his cock with both hands and began messaging it again.  His arms were tied cruelly behind him.  His legs were forced apart by that heavy steel contraption she had stuck on him.  He couldn’t stop her if he tried, and a moment later, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stop her or not.  Damn the woman was amazing with what she could do with her hands.  Amazing!

“Does that feel good?” Mercy whispered close to his ear as she felt his cock swelling, growing in her hands.  She didn’t get an answer, and she didn’t expect one.  “Does it feel more exciting knowing that you’re helpless and that you can’t do anything to stop me?”

That concept had already crossed Ben’s mind, but not in the sexual way that she was now suggesting it.  The added dimension confused him.  It was so wrong.  She was so wrong.  She was so cruel.  And yet.  Damn!  It felt so good…and he was helpless to stop her.  And worse, the other two, the one called Fido and the little twerp were both standing there watching it…watching what she was doing to him.  Watching his naked cock grow erect right in front of them.  The least they could do was turn away.  But they were sick.  Both of them.  They just continued to stare at him, and his cock, as she kept rubbing it.  Messaging it.  Keeping him aroused.  Making it grow.  Giving him pleasure.  Making it feel so good.  Making him feel so good.  And he was helpless to stop her from making him have an orgasm right in front of those two sick people.  Making him cum right there in front of them.  And he couldn’t stop her if he tried.  He was helpless as she made him feel so good and brought him closer to the edge.  Helpless to stop her from….

Her hands pulled away and the shock of it left him still panting – helplessly.  It left him still wanting – helplessly.  It left him so confused, he didn’t know what to do.  No!  Damn it.  She had brought him so far…only to walk away and leave him wanting.  Damn it!  And the other two were still standing there, still staring at his erect cock waving around in the air.  He was so embarrassed by that.  What was wrong with them?  The least they could do was turn away.  But no.  They were sick.  Both of them.

He suddenly felt her doing something behind him again.  He realized she was untying his arms – finally!  A minute later, the rope was completely gone, and his hands were free.  He rubbed his wrists, rubbed his arms, rubbed his shoulders, and rubbed his neck where the rope had gone around it.  He was free.  No he wasn’t.  She hadn’t removed the other thing yet.  “Get this thing off me!” he demanded, aware that his erect cock was still waving around in the air.

Mercy laughed.  “Not a chance!”

Despite his still erect cock, Ben reached down and tried to push the thing over his knees.  It wouldn’t go.  He tried to open the latches.  He couldn’t.  In his total frustration, he grabbed the thing and tried twisting it any way he could.  Useless!  “Get it off!”

Mercy chuckled as she moved around in front of him.  She reached for his shirt button and had to grab his wrists and hold them both in one hand to keep them out of the way.

“Let me go!” Ben demanded…again.

Mercy ignored him as she used her other hand to unbutton his shirt.  When she was done, she released his hands and pulled his shirt and t-shirt right off of him, leaving him totally naked.  “I’ll get the rest of your clothes for you,” she told him.  “You can wash those too before you get out of here.”

Ben was affronted by this new indignity.  He was totally naked…as long as you didn’t count the heavy metal contraption locked to his legs.  “Let me go!” He demanded again.

“Nope!  Not until you’re done.  Or maybe later than that.  We’ll have to see.”

Ben reached down and struggled with the binder once again.  “Get this thing off me!” he demanded as he struggled uselessly with binder once again.

“Suzi!” Mercy said sharply as he struggled.  “Suzi!” she said again.  “Look at me!”  She had to wait until he looked up at her.  “From now on, I want you to start teaching Twerp here how to do the laundry, and how to do all the housework around here.”

“Do what?”

“Teach him.  You want your laundry done and I want mine done too.  Teach him!  Teach him everything you know about taking care of and cleaning this house.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.  That’s the only reason you need.”

“And what if I don’t want to.”

Mercy smiled.  “I wouldn’t recommend it.  I have lots of nasty things that can be very painful for you.  Things I created, and things I really like doing to men, just because I want them to experience the pain.”  She looked down at Twerp.  “Isn’t that right, Twerp.  You’ve had a little of that fun already, haven’t you.”

Twerp immediately thought about her spanking machine again.  His eyes went wide with fright at just thinking about it.  “Yes!” he replied.  He looked up at Suzi.  “I’d listen to her,” he told him.  “Believe me.  I couldn’t sit down for days.  Twice!”

Ben looked angrily at Mercy.  “I hate you!”

Mercy smiled.  “Good!  I’m glad!  The more you hate me, the less problem I’ll have punishing you if I need to.  Now I suggest you get busy.  Both of you!  Come along Fido,” she said as she turned and headed back towards her living room.

Fido followed behind, turning around once to look back at Twerp and Suzi who were both standing there watching them walk away.

“Can you go out and finish the hedges now?” Mercy asked Fido once they reached the living room.

“Yes, Mistress,” Fido replied as he looked back once again at the two in the hallway.  “Mistress,” he said.  “Are you really making him do that, when he wants nothing at all to do with…what we do here?”

“Yes,” she said.  “And I admit, I’ve crossed the line.  In fact, I’ve obliterated the line.  What I did…what I’m doing, is wrong.  But I’m still hoping that in time he’ll come around.  And something in the back of my mind tells me he might need me as much as I need him.”

“Need you?”

She nodded.  “I’ve got a feeling,” she said.  “He has problems.  I can’t cure those problems, but maybe I can at least help him.”

“Problems?  What kind of problems?”

“Problems!” she said, not giving him more of an answer.  “Now go finish outside.  I’ll check on you in a few minutes.”

Fido looked back at the hallway again where Suzi and Twerp were just beginning to sort through the laundry.

Mercy watched him standing there for a moment.  “Are you disappointed that I’m not doing any doggy play with you yet?” she asked.

Fido shrugged.  “A little.  But I know you need the work done first.  And I’ve come along way with it already.  I just need to finish up and then do the grass.  You asked me to stay for the whole weekend so once I’m done, I know there’ll be time later.  I hope!” he added.

She smiled.  “Plenty of time.  And just finish the hedges today.  That will be more than enough work for one day.  You can do the lawn tomorrow.  When you’re done there, then we can play.”  She smiled.  “And maybe I’ll also have Betsy Wetsy over there throw your toy for you for a while too.”  She stopped right there, realizing what she had said.  Betsy Wetsy.  The perfect name for the little twerp.