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Here is the final part of Chapter 19 of Dawn's Story. Just as a reminder, Chapter 20 is the final chapter and will only have one short part in it.
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Chapter 19: Weekend Whirlwind, Part 7
At about one o’clock, the doorbell rang, and Dawn hopped up. She rushed down to the door, checked the peephole to verify her visitor, and then swung it open. “Hi, Cecelia!” she eagerly greeted her old roommate with a hug.
“Hi, Dawn!” Cecelia returned the hug. “Got some good games to play?”
“You know I do,” Dawn welcomed the other woman in, then saw Connor standing at the top of the stairs. “Cecelia, this is Connor Kester, one of my friends from Wyoming. He just moved in a week ago.”
“Connor Kester, yes, I remember hearing that name,” Cecelia declared with a smile, heading up to shake Connor’s hand. “She talked about you a bit when we lived together. So, how’d you end up here?”
“Well, I originally came because I heard how she disappeared, and I was pretty sure she was taken here,” he tilted his head towards Dawn. “The Tickle Cartel doesn’t exactly love people asking questions, and I wasn’t that careful, so I ended up getting caught and put in tickle slavery. Luckily, after I was bought, my mistress let me keep searching for Dawn, since I had kept a photo of us. Last weekend, we were near here, and when Dawn came along, Mistress Felicity spotted her.”
“Then I bought him and freed him,” Dawn jumped in to finish the quick summary.
“That’s sweet that you came all the way here for her, even if you couldn’t save her,” Cecelia commented. “So, Dawn said that you might be interested in playing games with us?”
“Yes,” he acknowledged, albeit hesitantly, after seeing a devious smile on the guest’s face.
“Then let’s get playing,” Cecelia headed towards the game room. “What are we starting with?”
“Is it alright if Con picks, since it’s his first time?” Dawn requested.
“I’ll beat both of you at anything.”
“Let’s do something simple, then,” Connor sounded like he already regretted joining in on game night.
“That should make it easier for me to win. Where are you most ticklish, Connor?”
“What?”
“Cecelia,” Dawn admonished, “you haven’t won yet.”
“Oh, I will,” Cecelia, now in the game room, turned around and smirked. “So, most ticklish spot, Connor?”
“After you win, if you win,” Dawn dictated, going for a deck of cards. “In case you don’t, Connor should know that your most ticklish spot is your feet.”
“Wait, Dawn didn’t say anything about tickling,” Connor finally spoke up.
“She didn’t? Dawn, I think you deserve a tummy punishment for that.”
“Woah, woah,” Dawn held up her hands when her former roommate approached. “I did tell Con about this. I didn’t specifically say when all it happens, but I know I told him about it.”
“Then he deserves-”
“Nothing,” Dawn interjected. “Con, I mentioned that Cecelia tickled me for a half hour after I lost a normal game. I just assumed you’d realize that was a regular occurrence.”
“I remember you saying that,” he allowed. “I just didn’t realize that was for every game during game night.”
“It is; Dawn’s tummy is too ticklish to keep me away,” Cecelia eyed the stomach in question.
“Do you still want to play?” Dawn offered a way out.
“Yes, he does,” Cecelia quickly shut down Connor’s escape opportunity. “We’re playing his game; he’s got to play.”
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try, especially with this game,” Connor agreed.
“Alright, then let’s get started,” Dawn began shuffling.
“Yes, let’s go,” Cecelia eagerly announced, turning to Connor. “The sooner we start, the sooner I find out exactly where you go crazy.”
Sure enough, after Dawn dealt the cards, Cecelia came out on top. Connor was just about to show his hand, but the professional switch interjected, “No, Con. We play until everyone’s out. The loser between us gets tickled longer.”
“Oh.” They continued playing, and luckily for Connor, he got second.
“Dawn, I didn’t think that you would lose,” Cecelia mocked the switch as she slinked around the table and grabbed the loser’s arms. “With all your experience…”
“It’s a luck-based game,” Dawn shot back as her arms were raised above her head.
“You tell yourself that,” Cecelia proclaimed. “Connor, you get to tickle her, too, since you beat her. Then it’s my turn to get her and then you.”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Dawn began laughing as Connor’s fingers danced on top of her torso. She wordlessly endured five minutes of tickles from him, then Cecelia took over, madly tickling her midriff from behind.
After Dawn’s tickle time was finished, the victor headed over to the other loser. “So, most ticklish spot, Connor?”
“My-” he began.
“You can find out yourself, Cecelia,” Dawn cut him off.
“Fine, it’s not like I’m going to have a shortage of time to tickle him after I do find it,” Cecelia agreed. “But I want your shirt and socks off. Gotta have access to all the good spots.” He reluctantly removed the aforementioned clothes, and then she grabbed his ankles and began tickling the bare feet. Like when Dawn targeted there, he did not laugh very much, and after looking at his face and seeing that he was not holding back, Cecelia moved upwards. She ordered him to raise his arms and then went after her own second most ticklish spot, the armpits. He laughed a bit more there, and she stayed there until the timer stopped. “I feel like I still missed something, but that was fun enough,” she stated. “Since you got second and I’m feeling nice, what do you want to lose at next?”
“I want a rematch,” he announced.
“Deal. Let’s see if you can get last this time. Dawn ought to give me a hint on where you’ll lose it.”
“Fat chance,” Dawn responded as she handed Cecelia the cards to deal. This time, the luck-based nature of the game turned the tables. Connor came out on top, then Dawn grabbed second and Cecelia finished as the loser. “Ha, Cecelia. You thought you’d win a second time? Ha! Give me your feet.”
“Fine,” Cecelia glumly stated, then swung her ankles over into Dawn’s lap. Almost immediately, the professional switch began raking her nails up and down the soles. “NOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP DAHAHAHAWN!” she pleaded.
“This is punishment, Cecelia,” Dawn reminded her as she grabbed an escaping ankle and brought it back. She tickled the toes, causing the other foot to try and get away. Acting on instinct, she snatched the second ankle and delivered the same lesson to it. Following five minutes, she gave both feet to Connor and held them in place. “Have fun, Con. It may be the only time you get with these.”
“Are you really that ticklish, Cecelia?” he asked as he targeted the toes.
“STAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHI AHAHAHAHAM! PLEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHONT TIHIHICKLE THEHEHERE!” Cecelia begged, to no avail. Connor took advantage of his time with the sensitive feet until Dawn pulled them away.
“Alright, my tummy’s turn,” the switch raised her hands, fully embracing her loss. This time, Connor did not spread his fingers out over the midsection, instead focusing on the outie in the center. Dawn screamed out happy, but pure laughter as he tickled her for losing to him.
When that tickle time was up, Cecilia questioned him, “Alright, now that you’ve won your only game, what do you want to play?”
“I liked that last one,” he stated, clearly hoping that luck would be on his side. Cecelia just glared and handed him the cards.
Luck was not on Connor’s side. Once again, Cecelia took the crown, then Dawn conquered Connor in the face-off between the current housemates. “Get him, Dawn,” the switch’s former roommate encouraged as she held Connor’s arms up. Wanting to have mercy on her former tickle slave and pretty sure that Cecelia would find his weakness, Dawn attacked the armpits for her five minutes.
“I’m going to get your weak spot this time,” Cecelia declared after Dawn was done. She started at his chest, which got plenty of laughter and forced the switch to grab his arms to keep him from protecting himself. Unsatisfied with this punishment for picking the same simple game three times in a row, Cecelia moved down to his ribs, and she finally got the laughter she was searching for. She did take a trip to his torso to test his reactions, but finding them lessened, she quickly jumped back to the ribs and punished him severely.
Once Connor was exhausted from the tickling, Cecelia moved to Dawn and lightly tickled her tummy for a few minutes. Unlike her new housemate, the switch greatly enjoyed having her bare belly targeted, and she tried to get Connor extra recovery time by taunting Cecelia about the punishment aspect. Cecelia knew this tactic, having spent years with Dawn, and she brushed off the fact that it was not really a punishment for the switch to get her stomach tickled.
Once she was finished with Dawn, the victor broadcasted, “My turn to pick a game, and we’re doing something fun. Connor, you’d better be ready to learn.” She picked out one of the more complicated games, persisting through Dawn’s protests. However, she did agree to a practice, no-punishment game to allow Connor to learn the rules. After that, the trio spent about half an hour playing a game that counted. To no one’s surprise, Connor got crushed, and Cecelia came out on top.
Feeling like her own second-place finish was not exactly earned, Dawn went easy on Connor, weakly tickling his feet and barely making him giggle. Cecelia did not do the same, mercilessly drilling his ribs for her entire time and then going after Dawn’s abdomen in a similar manner.
Before Cecelia could pick a new game, Connor proclaimed, “I think I’m done for the day.”
“What? You can’t be done. We’ve still got tons of time to play,” Cecelia protested.
“Cecelia, that was his first time playing that game,” Dawn interjected, annoyed with her former roommate’s decision to punish him so harshly. “If he wants to quit, it’s fine.”
“I’d like to get some practice in with Dawn over the next few weeks, and then maybe I’ll join again,” he tried to compromise with an offer to eventually come back to game night.
“I think the best practice is under wiggling fingers. It’s a great motivation.”
“Not everyone thinks that,” Dawn countered. “Let him go, and I’ll make sure he’s ready the next time he plays with us.”
“Well, I suppose that’s fair, but I want something in return if he’s going to quit now. Dawn, you agree to double tickles for the rest of today, and Connor, when you come back, you do so shirtless. Otherwise, Connor needs to play at least one more game.”
“I’ll agree to double tickles, as long as you’re ready to take them.”
“I think I’m going to end up shirtless sometime during that game night anyways,” Connor shrugged his shoulders. “I hope you both have fun.”
“With her tummy, I will,” Cecelia declared. “Make sure you get good, or I’ll get your ribs good.” Dawn smiled and waved goodbye, then asked Cecelia what to play next. “Well, now that the newbie’s gone, let’s get serious.” The two proceeded to engage in one of their longer games, which Cecelia triumphed in. With just two players, the punishment tickles were normally set at fifteen minutes, so Dawn ended up on the rack for a half hour of tummy tickling. Back in their apartment days, Dawn had forbidden flossers for punishment ticklings, so Cecelia stayed away from that, and the loss was tolerable.
After being released from the rack, the host headed out to put the lasagna in the oven, and the pair played a quick game while it baked. Connor joined them for dinner, and since they wanted to continue competing, they made use of him. Looking online, Dawn found a trivia game, and Connor ended up being the moderator, a role he was much more comfortable with. Following dinner, the pair opted to make up for missing last week by extending game night to the evening. They left Connor for the game room and launched back into a complex board game. Cecelia finally left at eight, having won slightly more games than Dawn.
Following an intense afternoon and evening of games, the professional switch was still pumped up from competition. She headed out to the living room and engaged Connor in a conversation. Following a few mundane topics, he revealed that he was worried about getting to work, especially on the first day, and asked if she would accompany him. She sent a quick text to Lily, making sure to emphasize that she was helping a freed tickle slave, and soon received confirmation that she could come to work a little late. Relieved, Connor immediately dropped back to the mundane topics, and the pair chatted until Dawn got tired and informed him that she was heading for bed. She changed into belly-baring pajamas and slipped under the covers, quickly falling asleep.
Next Chapter
Chapter 20: Settled In
I hope you enjoy the story! Please let me know what you think, and thank you for reading!
All Dawn's Story Chapters
Previous Chapter
Chapter 19: Weekend Whirlwind, Part 7
At about one o’clock, the doorbell rang, and Dawn hopped up. She rushed down to the door, checked the peephole to verify her visitor, and then swung it open. “Hi, Cecelia!” she eagerly greeted her old roommate with a hug.
“Hi, Dawn!” Cecelia returned the hug. “Got some good games to play?”
“You know I do,” Dawn welcomed the other woman in, then saw Connor standing at the top of the stairs. “Cecelia, this is Connor Kester, one of my friends from Wyoming. He just moved in a week ago.”
“Connor Kester, yes, I remember hearing that name,” Cecelia declared with a smile, heading up to shake Connor’s hand. “She talked about you a bit when we lived together. So, how’d you end up here?”
“Well, I originally came because I heard how she disappeared, and I was pretty sure she was taken here,” he tilted his head towards Dawn. “The Tickle Cartel doesn’t exactly love people asking questions, and I wasn’t that careful, so I ended up getting caught and put in tickle slavery. Luckily, after I was bought, my mistress let me keep searching for Dawn, since I had kept a photo of us. Last weekend, we were near here, and when Dawn came along, Mistress Felicity spotted her.”
“Then I bought him and freed him,” Dawn jumped in to finish the quick summary.
“That’s sweet that you came all the way here for her, even if you couldn’t save her,” Cecelia commented. “So, Dawn said that you might be interested in playing games with us?”
“Yes,” he acknowledged, albeit hesitantly, after seeing a devious smile on the guest’s face.
“Then let’s get playing,” Cecelia headed towards the game room. “What are we starting with?”
“Is it alright if Con picks, since it’s his first time?” Dawn requested.
“I’ll beat both of you at anything.”
“Let’s do something simple, then,” Connor sounded like he already regretted joining in on game night.
“That should make it easier for me to win. Where are you most ticklish, Connor?”
“What?”
“Cecelia,” Dawn admonished, “you haven’t won yet.”
“Oh, I will,” Cecelia, now in the game room, turned around and smirked. “So, most ticklish spot, Connor?”
“After you win, if you win,” Dawn dictated, going for a deck of cards. “In case you don’t, Connor should know that your most ticklish spot is your feet.”
“Wait, Dawn didn’t say anything about tickling,” Connor finally spoke up.
“She didn’t? Dawn, I think you deserve a tummy punishment for that.”
“Woah, woah,” Dawn held up her hands when her former roommate approached. “I did tell Con about this. I didn’t specifically say when all it happens, but I know I told him about it.”
“Then he deserves-”
“Nothing,” Dawn interjected. “Con, I mentioned that Cecelia tickled me for a half hour after I lost a normal game. I just assumed you’d realize that was a regular occurrence.”
“I remember you saying that,” he allowed. “I just didn’t realize that was for every game during game night.”
“It is; Dawn’s tummy is too ticklish to keep me away,” Cecelia eyed the stomach in question.
“Do you still want to play?” Dawn offered a way out.
“Yes, he does,” Cecelia quickly shut down Connor’s escape opportunity. “We’re playing his game; he’s got to play.”
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try, especially with this game,” Connor agreed.
“Alright, then let’s get started,” Dawn began shuffling.
“Yes, let’s go,” Cecelia eagerly announced, turning to Connor. “The sooner we start, the sooner I find out exactly where you go crazy.”
Sure enough, after Dawn dealt the cards, Cecelia came out on top. Connor was just about to show his hand, but the professional switch interjected, “No, Con. We play until everyone’s out. The loser between us gets tickled longer.”
“Oh.” They continued playing, and luckily for Connor, he got second.
“Dawn, I didn’t think that you would lose,” Cecelia mocked the switch as she slinked around the table and grabbed the loser’s arms. “With all your experience…”
“It’s a luck-based game,” Dawn shot back as her arms were raised above her head.
“You tell yourself that,” Cecelia proclaimed. “Connor, you get to tickle her, too, since you beat her. Then it’s my turn to get her and then you.”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Dawn began laughing as Connor’s fingers danced on top of her torso. She wordlessly endured five minutes of tickles from him, then Cecelia took over, madly tickling her midriff from behind.
After Dawn’s tickle time was finished, the victor headed over to the other loser. “So, most ticklish spot, Connor?”
“My-” he began.
“You can find out yourself, Cecelia,” Dawn cut him off.
“Fine, it’s not like I’m going to have a shortage of time to tickle him after I do find it,” Cecelia agreed. “But I want your shirt and socks off. Gotta have access to all the good spots.” He reluctantly removed the aforementioned clothes, and then she grabbed his ankles and began tickling the bare feet. Like when Dawn targeted there, he did not laugh very much, and after looking at his face and seeing that he was not holding back, Cecelia moved upwards. She ordered him to raise his arms and then went after her own second most ticklish spot, the armpits. He laughed a bit more there, and she stayed there until the timer stopped. “I feel like I still missed something, but that was fun enough,” she stated. “Since you got second and I’m feeling nice, what do you want to lose at next?”
“I want a rematch,” he announced.
“Deal. Let’s see if you can get last this time. Dawn ought to give me a hint on where you’ll lose it.”
“Fat chance,” Dawn responded as she handed Cecelia the cards to deal. This time, the luck-based nature of the game turned the tables. Connor came out on top, then Dawn grabbed second and Cecelia finished as the loser. “Ha, Cecelia. You thought you’d win a second time? Ha! Give me your feet.”
“Fine,” Cecelia glumly stated, then swung her ankles over into Dawn’s lap. Almost immediately, the professional switch began raking her nails up and down the soles. “NOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP DAHAHAHAWN!” she pleaded.
“This is punishment, Cecelia,” Dawn reminded her as she grabbed an escaping ankle and brought it back. She tickled the toes, causing the other foot to try and get away. Acting on instinct, she snatched the second ankle and delivered the same lesson to it. Following five minutes, she gave both feet to Connor and held them in place. “Have fun, Con. It may be the only time you get with these.”
“Are you really that ticklish, Cecelia?” he asked as he targeted the toes.
“STAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHI AHAHAHAHAM! PLEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHONT TIHIHICKLE THEHEHERE!” Cecelia begged, to no avail. Connor took advantage of his time with the sensitive feet until Dawn pulled them away.
“Alright, my tummy’s turn,” the switch raised her hands, fully embracing her loss. This time, Connor did not spread his fingers out over the midsection, instead focusing on the outie in the center. Dawn screamed out happy, but pure laughter as he tickled her for losing to him.
When that tickle time was up, Cecilia questioned him, “Alright, now that you’ve won your only game, what do you want to play?”
“I liked that last one,” he stated, clearly hoping that luck would be on his side. Cecelia just glared and handed him the cards.
Luck was not on Connor’s side. Once again, Cecelia took the crown, then Dawn conquered Connor in the face-off between the current housemates. “Get him, Dawn,” the switch’s former roommate encouraged as she held Connor’s arms up. Wanting to have mercy on her former tickle slave and pretty sure that Cecelia would find his weakness, Dawn attacked the armpits for her five minutes.
“I’m going to get your weak spot this time,” Cecelia declared after Dawn was done. She started at his chest, which got plenty of laughter and forced the switch to grab his arms to keep him from protecting himself. Unsatisfied with this punishment for picking the same simple game three times in a row, Cecelia moved down to his ribs, and she finally got the laughter she was searching for. She did take a trip to his torso to test his reactions, but finding them lessened, she quickly jumped back to the ribs and punished him severely.
Once Connor was exhausted from the tickling, Cecelia moved to Dawn and lightly tickled her tummy for a few minutes. Unlike her new housemate, the switch greatly enjoyed having her bare belly targeted, and she tried to get Connor extra recovery time by taunting Cecelia about the punishment aspect. Cecelia knew this tactic, having spent years with Dawn, and she brushed off the fact that it was not really a punishment for the switch to get her stomach tickled.
Once she was finished with Dawn, the victor broadcasted, “My turn to pick a game, and we’re doing something fun. Connor, you’d better be ready to learn.” She picked out one of the more complicated games, persisting through Dawn’s protests. However, she did agree to a practice, no-punishment game to allow Connor to learn the rules. After that, the trio spent about half an hour playing a game that counted. To no one’s surprise, Connor got crushed, and Cecelia came out on top.
Feeling like her own second-place finish was not exactly earned, Dawn went easy on Connor, weakly tickling his feet and barely making him giggle. Cecelia did not do the same, mercilessly drilling his ribs for her entire time and then going after Dawn’s abdomen in a similar manner.
Before Cecelia could pick a new game, Connor proclaimed, “I think I’m done for the day.”
“What? You can’t be done. We’ve still got tons of time to play,” Cecelia protested.
“Cecelia, that was his first time playing that game,” Dawn interjected, annoyed with her former roommate’s decision to punish him so harshly. “If he wants to quit, it’s fine.”
“I’d like to get some practice in with Dawn over the next few weeks, and then maybe I’ll join again,” he tried to compromise with an offer to eventually come back to game night.
“I think the best practice is under wiggling fingers. It’s a great motivation.”
“Not everyone thinks that,” Dawn countered. “Let him go, and I’ll make sure he’s ready the next time he plays with us.”
“Well, I suppose that’s fair, but I want something in return if he’s going to quit now. Dawn, you agree to double tickles for the rest of today, and Connor, when you come back, you do so shirtless. Otherwise, Connor needs to play at least one more game.”
“I’ll agree to double tickles, as long as you’re ready to take them.”
“I think I’m going to end up shirtless sometime during that game night anyways,” Connor shrugged his shoulders. “I hope you both have fun.”
“With her tummy, I will,” Cecelia declared. “Make sure you get good, or I’ll get your ribs good.” Dawn smiled and waved goodbye, then asked Cecelia what to play next. “Well, now that the newbie’s gone, let’s get serious.” The two proceeded to engage in one of their longer games, which Cecelia triumphed in. With just two players, the punishment tickles were normally set at fifteen minutes, so Dawn ended up on the rack for a half hour of tummy tickling. Back in their apartment days, Dawn had forbidden flossers for punishment ticklings, so Cecelia stayed away from that, and the loss was tolerable.
After being released from the rack, the host headed out to put the lasagna in the oven, and the pair played a quick game while it baked. Connor joined them for dinner, and since they wanted to continue competing, they made use of him. Looking online, Dawn found a trivia game, and Connor ended up being the moderator, a role he was much more comfortable with. Following dinner, the pair opted to make up for missing last week by extending game night to the evening. They left Connor for the game room and launched back into a complex board game. Cecelia finally left at eight, having won slightly more games than Dawn.
Following an intense afternoon and evening of games, the professional switch was still pumped up from competition. She headed out to the living room and engaged Connor in a conversation. Following a few mundane topics, he revealed that he was worried about getting to work, especially on the first day, and asked if she would accompany him. She sent a quick text to Lily, making sure to emphasize that she was helping a freed tickle slave, and soon received confirmation that she could come to work a little late. Relieved, Connor immediately dropped back to the mundane topics, and the pair chatted until Dawn got tired and informed him that she was heading for bed. She changed into belly-baring pajamas and slipped under the covers, quickly falling asleep.
Next Chapter
Chapter 20: Settled In
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