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Here is part 2 of Chapter 15 of The Tickle Cartel. I hope you enjoy it! Sorry it took so long to get this out; I've been having trouble finding time to proofread.
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Chapter 15: Prep Week, Day 5: Part 1
“Hey, Jen, where do you want to go for lunch?” Rebecca questioned her guest as Jen got into the car.
“I heard of this place called Delightful Diner a few days ago, and I’d like to go there if it’s nearby,” Jen recalled one of the few places that she had learned about but not been to yet.
“Oh, I know that place; I think you’ll like it,” Rebecca declared as she started up the T cart and the two headed off.
A little while later, Rebecca and Jen arrived at Delightful Diner. The sounds of giggling and laughter greeted the two as they walked inside, but they could only initially see an unusually tall hostess counter in front of a wall. Behind the counter, a cheery hostess, who only had her face and neck showing, greeted them, “Welcome to Delightful Diner! Just the two of you today?”
“Yes,” Rebecca answered.
“Alright, let me show you to your table,” the hostess smiled, grabbing two menus. When the hostess stepped out from behind the counter, Jen was a little surprised at her outfit. She was wearing a sleeveless crop top that exposed all of her stomach and several ribs, and there were feathers all over it. Several of the feathers hung down from the crop top, threatening to brush against her belly and ribs, while a few others pointed out from where the sleeves would be, almost tickling her armpits. In addition to this, her skirt had a ring of feathers around the waist, just waiting to tickle anyone who got too close to her. The waitress was tall enough that if Jen got close, those feathers would definitely tickle her torso. On her feet, the hostess wore sandals which also had feathers poking up in between her toes. The feathers frequently tickled the hostess as she walked, causing giggles to spill out of her mouth and the trip to stop momentarily.
After a few ticklish stops for the hostess to laugh, Jen, Rebecca, and their hostess turned the corner, and Jen was shocked to find Delightful Diner’s customers, as well as the source of all the laughter they heard on the way in. All around the restaurant’s seating area, customers were restrained and lightly tickled by employees in similar clothing to the hostess. There were no booths in this restaurant, so the employees surrounded ticklish customers to tease them with tickles. Of course, customers who were eating were not being tickled, and Jen figured this was because it would defeat the purpose of the restaurant. “Here is yohohour table,” the hostess let out a short stream of giggles as she turned to show Jen and Rebecca a table. After giggling some more while setting the menus down, she stiffened up so she could talk without interruption. “Have you two been to Delightful Diner before?”
“I have, but she might want some explanation,” Rebecca pointed to Jen.
With a giggle, the hostess turned to Jen, and she explained, “At Delightful Diner, we want to make sure our customers have a delightful time. So, after ordering, you will be tied to your chair and lightly tickled with feathers and fingernails by our Teaser Waitresses. Your tickles will last until your food is ready, and then we will leave you to eat in peace. When you finish, you will have the option to go to that room over there and tickle your waitress for a few minutes before paying your bill. Your waitress will be here in a minute or two. Have a delightful time!”
Jen smiled at the hostess as she left, and then she took a look down at the menu. While she was working on deciding what to get, a waitress came over and took drink orders for the two. Jen picked out a meal from the menu before the waitress returned with their drinks, and since Rebecca was also ready, the two ordered. “Alright, I’ll put this in when I head back. Right now, you two need to put your arms up. The hostess who brought you here should have explained that you will be tied up and tickled while your food is being made. Oh, she did? Good. Alright, arms up.” Jen and Rebecca both raised their arms, and the waitress bound their wrists. After this, the employee tied their ankles to their chairs, making sure to raise their feet off the ground. Both customers got their legs and hips tied to the seat of their chairs, and a rope secured them to the back of their chairs at the ribs. Finally, the waitress pressed a button on a remote from her pocket, and Jen felt her arms pulled up. Looking over to Rebecca, Jen saw that a small chain had come down from the ceiling, and the waitress secured it to the wrist ties, making sure that neither customer could bring their arms down. “Alright, you two, here come the Teaser Waitresses. I’ll be back with your food in a little bit. Until then, have a delightful time laughing!”
Eight women, wearing the standard Delightful Diner uniform and wielding feathers and dusters, came up to the two with smiles on their faces. “Hello, we are your Teaser Waitresses for today, and we will be tickling you today. Now, since we want you to have a delightful time, which tool would you like to be tickled with: feathers, feather dusters, or our fingernails? We will go light on you to keep you giggling, no matter what tool you choose.”
“Feathers for me,” Jen chose.
“I’ll go with feathers, too,” Rebecca decided.
“Alright, then, let’s get started,” one of the Teaser Waitresses announced as all of them placed down the tools they would not use. “Now, just how ticklish are you two?”
“Hehehe prehehettehehe tihicklihihish,” Jen giggled as four feathers teased her neck and four others teased her toes. Rebecca was laughing quite loudly as her feet were targeted, in contrast to Jen’s light giggles.
“Perhaps, perhaps, but you’re not too ticklish there,” one of the ticklers by Jen’s ear noted teasingly. “Let’s see what gets a really good reaction from you.”
After a minute or so of the neck and foot feathering, the tickling moved to the ticklee’s armpits and in a tiny, exposed spot just behind her knees. A little surprised at the knee tickling, Jen squealed for a few seconds before returning to her calm giggling. “Thahahat’s nohohot the spohohot,” she informed her ticklers.
“Yes, I can see that, but I think we’re getting warmer,” the same tickler whispered into Jen’s left ear.
“Oh, yes I think we’ll get you really good real soon,” came a whisper into Jen’s right ear, presumably from the other armpit tickler. “How ticklish is this tummy of yours?”
“AHAHAHAHAHA YEHEHEHES THAHAHAT’S IHIHIHIT!” When all eight feathers brushed against her bare belly, Jen finally broke into laughter, at last matching Rebecca’s reaction. “THAHAHAT REHEHEHEALLY TIHIHICKLEHEHES! IHIHIHITS SOHOHOHO FUHUHUHUN!”
“Good, I’m glad that you like the tickly feathers,” one of the ticklers commented in Jen’s ear. “And you do have quite the ticklish tum here. Do you want us to keep tickling you here, or would it be more enjoyable for you if we tickled a less ticklish spot?”
“HEHEHERE IHIHIHIS GOHOHOHOOD!” Jen approved the abdomen tickles through her laughter. “IHIHIHI LOHOHOHOVE FEHEHEHEATHEHERS THEHEHERE!”
“Well, I guess there’s just one thing to do, then,” the Teaser Waitress declared. “Tickle, tickle, tickle our ticklish customer and her ticklish tummy!”
“YEHEHEHES!” Jen laughed out her happiness. With eight feathers roaming over the hyper-ticklish area of her midriff, the ticklee ended up squirming a little, but it did not distract from her enjoyment of the situation. She happily let every single inch of her stomach get tickled, even encouraging the ticklers when the feathers entered her bellybutton.
After a long time under the feathers for both Jen and Rebecca, their waitress returned with their food on a platter. The Teaser Waitresses released the two still giggly ticklees from their restraints, and the waitress put their food on the table. Following a quick trip to wash their hands, Jen and Rebecca enjoyed their lunch, unable to keep a smile off their faces as they ate. Jen soon realized why her host loved the Delightful Diner so much despite the fact that she did not appear to love being tickled; the mashed potatoes and gravy were the best that she ever had. Whenever Jen glanced at Rebecca, her host seemed to be enjoying her meal just as much.
Eventually, the two finished up their meal, but before they could get up, someone walked over. “Jen?” Amelia, who had tickled Jen a few days ago after the latter lost a volleyball game to the former, requested clarification on who she thought she saw.
“Amelia, I was hoping to see you here!” Jen turned to face the waitress. “It’s nice to see you again.”
“Nice to see you, too, Jen; I thought you might come and visit here,” Amelia smiled warmly. Then, leaning in with her feathery skirt, she brushed the feathers against Jen’s belly. “Is your belly still as ticklish as when I got it earlier?”
“AHAHA YEHEHES!” Jen laughed as she responded, at which point the waitress ceased tickling her. With the short-lived tickles over, she addressed Amelia, “I wasn’t sure if I’d see you here, but I’m glad I did.”
“Yeah, I just got done with tickling someone, so I decided to come over,” Amelia revealed. “Right now, I’m working as a Teaser Waitress; I’ll have my turn as a regular waitress soon. Well, I just came over to say hi, and thank you for visiting Delightful Diner. I’ve got to go back, but I hope I’ll see you later, Jen.” As Amelia turned to walk away, she let out a steady stream of laughter, “AHAHAHAHA THAHAHAT THIHIHICKLEHES!” Looking down, Jen saw the feathers brushing against the waitress’ toes as she walked, and the customer suddenly understood why Amelia had been frozen in place while they were talking.
“Well, Jen are you ready to head out, tickle the waitress, and pay?” Rebecca wondered once Amelia was far enough away.
“Yes, I am,” Jen confirmed, and Rebecca flagged down their waitress.
“Alright, you have up to ten minutes to tickle me in the stocks,” the waitress announced once her feet were locked up. Before getting into the stocks, she had removed her flip flops, with quite a few giggles coming out when the feathers on the bottom brushed against her feet. Her arms were also tied to the wall above her head, exposing her entire body for tickles.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle for your great service!” Jen teased as she used the pads of her fingers to drum against the bare feet of the ticklee.
“And cootchie, cootchie, coo up here for your great service!” Rebecca joined in the teasing as her fingernails worked inside the ticklee’s armpits.
“AHAHAHAHA IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES AHAHAHAHA!” The short phrase from the waitress was all the understandable language that came out of her during the tickling. Not wanting to torment the waitress too much, the two ticklers only took about three of the allowable ten minutes to tickle their ticklee before releasing her from the stocks. Rebecca then paid for the meal, and she and Jen left the restaurant, having had a delightful time. Seeing that they were running a little short on time to get to Gym Giggles, the host immediately drove them over and dropped Jen off. Jen rushed inside, ready for a fifth day of tickle fight fun with Diana.
Next Chapter
Chapter 15: Prep Week, Day 5: Part 3
Please let me know what you think, and thank you for reading!
All Tickle Cartel Chapters
Previous Chapter
Chapter 15: Prep Week, Day 5: Part 1
“Hey, Jen, where do you want to go for lunch?” Rebecca questioned her guest as Jen got into the car.
“I heard of this place called Delightful Diner a few days ago, and I’d like to go there if it’s nearby,” Jen recalled one of the few places that she had learned about but not been to yet.
“Oh, I know that place; I think you’ll like it,” Rebecca declared as she started up the T cart and the two headed off.
A little while later, Rebecca and Jen arrived at Delightful Diner. The sounds of giggling and laughter greeted the two as they walked inside, but they could only initially see an unusually tall hostess counter in front of a wall. Behind the counter, a cheery hostess, who only had her face and neck showing, greeted them, “Welcome to Delightful Diner! Just the two of you today?”
“Yes,” Rebecca answered.
“Alright, let me show you to your table,” the hostess smiled, grabbing two menus. When the hostess stepped out from behind the counter, Jen was a little surprised at her outfit. She was wearing a sleeveless crop top that exposed all of her stomach and several ribs, and there were feathers all over it. Several of the feathers hung down from the crop top, threatening to brush against her belly and ribs, while a few others pointed out from where the sleeves would be, almost tickling her armpits. In addition to this, her skirt had a ring of feathers around the waist, just waiting to tickle anyone who got too close to her. The waitress was tall enough that if Jen got close, those feathers would definitely tickle her torso. On her feet, the hostess wore sandals which also had feathers poking up in between her toes. The feathers frequently tickled the hostess as she walked, causing giggles to spill out of her mouth and the trip to stop momentarily.
After a few ticklish stops for the hostess to laugh, Jen, Rebecca, and their hostess turned the corner, and Jen was shocked to find Delightful Diner’s customers, as well as the source of all the laughter they heard on the way in. All around the restaurant’s seating area, customers were restrained and lightly tickled by employees in similar clothing to the hostess. There were no booths in this restaurant, so the employees surrounded ticklish customers to tease them with tickles. Of course, customers who were eating were not being tickled, and Jen figured this was because it would defeat the purpose of the restaurant. “Here is yohohour table,” the hostess let out a short stream of giggles as she turned to show Jen and Rebecca a table. After giggling some more while setting the menus down, she stiffened up so she could talk without interruption. “Have you two been to Delightful Diner before?”
“I have, but she might want some explanation,” Rebecca pointed to Jen.
With a giggle, the hostess turned to Jen, and she explained, “At Delightful Diner, we want to make sure our customers have a delightful time. So, after ordering, you will be tied to your chair and lightly tickled with feathers and fingernails by our Teaser Waitresses. Your tickles will last until your food is ready, and then we will leave you to eat in peace. When you finish, you will have the option to go to that room over there and tickle your waitress for a few minutes before paying your bill. Your waitress will be here in a minute or two. Have a delightful time!”
Jen smiled at the hostess as she left, and then she took a look down at the menu. While she was working on deciding what to get, a waitress came over and took drink orders for the two. Jen picked out a meal from the menu before the waitress returned with their drinks, and since Rebecca was also ready, the two ordered. “Alright, I’ll put this in when I head back. Right now, you two need to put your arms up. The hostess who brought you here should have explained that you will be tied up and tickled while your food is being made. Oh, she did? Good. Alright, arms up.” Jen and Rebecca both raised their arms, and the waitress bound their wrists. After this, the employee tied their ankles to their chairs, making sure to raise their feet off the ground. Both customers got their legs and hips tied to the seat of their chairs, and a rope secured them to the back of their chairs at the ribs. Finally, the waitress pressed a button on a remote from her pocket, and Jen felt her arms pulled up. Looking over to Rebecca, Jen saw that a small chain had come down from the ceiling, and the waitress secured it to the wrist ties, making sure that neither customer could bring their arms down. “Alright, you two, here come the Teaser Waitresses. I’ll be back with your food in a little bit. Until then, have a delightful time laughing!”
Eight women, wearing the standard Delightful Diner uniform and wielding feathers and dusters, came up to the two with smiles on their faces. “Hello, we are your Teaser Waitresses for today, and we will be tickling you today. Now, since we want you to have a delightful time, which tool would you like to be tickled with: feathers, feather dusters, or our fingernails? We will go light on you to keep you giggling, no matter what tool you choose.”
“Feathers for me,” Jen chose.
“I’ll go with feathers, too,” Rebecca decided.
“Alright, then, let’s get started,” one of the Teaser Waitresses announced as all of them placed down the tools they would not use. “Now, just how ticklish are you two?”
“Hehehe prehehettehehe tihicklihihish,” Jen giggled as four feathers teased her neck and four others teased her toes. Rebecca was laughing quite loudly as her feet were targeted, in contrast to Jen’s light giggles.
“Perhaps, perhaps, but you’re not too ticklish there,” one of the ticklers by Jen’s ear noted teasingly. “Let’s see what gets a really good reaction from you.”
After a minute or so of the neck and foot feathering, the tickling moved to the ticklee’s armpits and in a tiny, exposed spot just behind her knees. A little surprised at the knee tickling, Jen squealed for a few seconds before returning to her calm giggling. “Thahahat’s nohohot the spohohot,” she informed her ticklers.
“Yes, I can see that, but I think we’re getting warmer,” the same tickler whispered into Jen’s left ear.
“Oh, yes I think we’ll get you really good real soon,” came a whisper into Jen’s right ear, presumably from the other armpit tickler. “How ticklish is this tummy of yours?”
“AHAHAHAHAHA YEHEHEHES THAHAHAT’S IHIHIHIT!” When all eight feathers brushed against her bare belly, Jen finally broke into laughter, at last matching Rebecca’s reaction. “THAHAHAT REHEHEHEALLY TIHIHICKLEHEHES! IHIHIHITS SOHOHOHO FUHUHUHUN!”
“Good, I’m glad that you like the tickly feathers,” one of the ticklers commented in Jen’s ear. “And you do have quite the ticklish tum here. Do you want us to keep tickling you here, or would it be more enjoyable for you if we tickled a less ticklish spot?”
“HEHEHERE IHIHIHIS GOHOHOHOOD!” Jen approved the abdomen tickles through her laughter. “IHIHIHI LOHOHOHOVE FEHEHEHEATHEHERS THEHEHERE!”
“Well, I guess there’s just one thing to do, then,” the Teaser Waitress declared. “Tickle, tickle, tickle our ticklish customer and her ticklish tummy!”
“YEHEHEHES!” Jen laughed out her happiness. With eight feathers roaming over the hyper-ticklish area of her midriff, the ticklee ended up squirming a little, but it did not distract from her enjoyment of the situation. She happily let every single inch of her stomach get tickled, even encouraging the ticklers when the feathers entered her bellybutton.
After a long time under the feathers for both Jen and Rebecca, their waitress returned with their food on a platter. The Teaser Waitresses released the two still giggly ticklees from their restraints, and the waitress put their food on the table. Following a quick trip to wash their hands, Jen and Rebecca enjoyed their lunch, unable to keep a smile off their faces as they ate. Jen soon realized why her host loved the Delightful Diner so much despite the fact that she did not appear to love being tickled; the mashed potatoes and gravy were the best that she ever had. Whenever Jen glanced at Rebecca, her host seemed to be enjoying her meal just as much.
Eventually, the two finished up their meal, but before they could get up, someone walked over. “Jen?” Amelia, who had tickled Jen a few days ago after the latter lost a volleyball game to the former, requested clarification on who she thought she saw.
“Amelia, I was hoping to see you here!” Jen turned to face the waitress. “It’s nice to see you again.”
“Nice to see you, too, Jen; I thought you might come and visit here,” Amelia smiled warmly. Then, leaning in with her feathery skirt, she brushed the feathers against Jen’s belly. “Is your belly still as ticklish as when I got it earlier?”
“AHAHA YEHEHES!” Jen laughed as she responded, at which point the waitress ceased tickling her. With the short-lived tickles over, she addressed Amelia, “I wasn’t sure if I’d see you here, but I’m glad I did.”
“Yeah, I just got done with tickling someone, so I decided to come over,” Amelia revealed. “Right now, I’m working as a Teaser Waitress; I’ll have my turn as a regular waitress soon. Well, I just came over to say hi, and thank you for visiting Delightful Diner. I’ve got to go back, but I hope I’ll see you later, Jen.” As Amelia turned to walk away, she let out a steady stream of laughter, “AHAHAHAHA THAHAHAT THIHIHICKLEHES!” Looking down, Jen saw the feathers brushing against the waitress’ toes as she walked, and the customer suddenly understood why Amelia had been frozen in place while they were talking.
“Well, Jen are you ready to head out, tickle the waitress, and pay?” Rebecca wondered once Amelia was far enough away.
“Yes, I am,” Jen confirmed, and Rebecca flagged down their waitress.
“Alright, you have up to ten minutes to tickle me in the stocks,” the waitress announced once her feet were locked up. Before getting into the stocks, she had removed her flip flops, with quite a few giggles coming out when the feathers on the bottom brushed against her feet. Her arms were also tied to the wall above her head, exposing her entire body for tickles.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle for your great service!” Jen teased as she used the pads of her fingers to drum against the bare feet of the ticklee.
“And cootchie, cootchie, coo up here for your great service!” Rebecca joined in the teasing as her fingernails worked inside the ticklee’s armpits.
“AHAHAHAHA IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES AHAHAHAHA!” The short phrase from the waitress was all the understandable language that came out of her during the tickling. Not wanting to torment the waitress too much, the two ticklers only took about three of the allowable ten minutes to tickle their ticklee before releasing her from the stocks. Rebecca then paid for the meal, and she and Jen left the restaurant, having had a delightful time. Seeing that they were running a little short on time to get to Gym Giggles, the host immediately drove them over and dropped Jen off. Jen rushed inside, ready for a fifth day of tickle fight fun with Diana.
Next Chapter
Chapter 15: Prep Week, Day 5: Part 3
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