Chapter 10A
Octavia looked at Wendy uncertainly and then looked at the small whip in her hand.
"You are doing fine Mistress Octavia", Wendy encouraged.
Octavia steeled herself and softly whipped Wendy's backside. Wendy moaned very slightly and begged her to do it harder.
Octavia obediently obliged and hit harder and harder. The harder she hit the more Wendy seemed to like it, moaning louder and louder. Octavia whipped with all her strength and Wendy screamed with pleasure!
After a while Octavia's arms hurt and she slowed down and finally stopped. Wendy moaned and looked at Octavia with worship filled eyes. Octavia tried to think about what to make her "submissive" do next.
"I need some time to think, you sit and wait ok?" Octavia said anxiously
"Yes Mistress Octavia", Wendy purred seductively.
Octavia looked at Owner Wendy, trying to think. Wendy gazed at Octavia in worship. The gaze made Octavia feel very nervous.
Octavia felt very out of place in the black leather and latex Dominatrix outfit Wendy had made her wear. Octavia was not used to wearing so many clothes and the outfit was very VERY tight! Her tits were mashed together by the tight leather and were spilling out her cleavage shamelessly! These dominatrix boots were so HIGH! She had to be careful not to fall over and break her neck!
Wendy on the other hand was wearing not a thing and Octavia envied her. Subs had all the fun! Octavia would much rather they switch places, she was completely submissive with no desire to be anything other than a slave.
Owner Wendy had finally broken the pussy drought, and this was the first time they were having sex since Talon died. Octavia had been terribly excited but that excitement had dissipated when Wendy had announced the type of sex they would be having and Octavia's role in it!
Octavia nervously tried to dominate Wendy, "you are, um, a very naughty Owner for making me do this... Bad owner!"
Octavia gently slapped Wendy's bum.
Wendy frowned, "I'm not the owner, you are the owner Mistress and I am your slave"
"Sorry I forgot", Octavia said
"You don't have to apologise to your slave Mistress Octavia", Wendy said clearly getting frustrated.
Octavia thought for a moment and thought about all the horrible things she could do to Wendy. Octavia could not think of anything so she instead decided to copy Talon.
"Go flush your head... in the toilet... Bitch?" Octavia said uncertainly.
Wendy enthusiastically said, "yes Mistress Octavia", and crawled on all fours to the bathroom and put her head in the toilet and flushed.
Octavia was encouraged and said, "do it again".
Wendy obediently flushed again.
Octavia ran a hand over Wendy's naked back and she trembled with anticipation. Encouraged Octavia explored every surface of Wendy's skin with her hands. Wendy offered no resistance and moved to make it easier for Octavia to explore.
Octavia was now feeling more confident and put her hand between Wendy's legs and felt her pussy. It was all wet and clearly turned on.
"You are all wet", Octavia said stating the obvious.
"Yes Mistress Octavia", Wendy said blissfully.
"Good", Octavia said and slipped a finger inside Wendy.
Wendy gasped with pleasure and Octavia flushed the toilet with her head still in it.
Octavia teased a finger tip all over Wendy's g spot, making her shudder.
"Moan", Octavia commanded.
Wendy moaned so loudly that Mandy woke up crying and Octavia ran to comfort the crying baby. Wendy obediently remained with her head in the toilet.
Mandy seemed to find Octavia's outfit soothing, it probably reminded her of her birth mother Mistress Talon. She was soon asleep once more and Octavia returned to Wendy.
Wendy was exactly where Octavia had left her, completely obedient. Octavia slapped Wendy on the bum and she moaned softly.
Octavia slipped her fingers back inside Wendy and explored her pussy curiously. Wendy made sex noises.
"Don't wake the baby", Octavia told her.
"Yes Mistress Octavia", Wendy said humbly and moaned more quietly.
Octavia wondered how much of her hand would fit inside Wendy and experimented. She was shocked to discover that her entire fist fitted snugly inside!
Her fist felt wonderfully warm and slippery from the abundant wetness so she kept it inside. She used her entire fist like a dildo and Wendy moaned in ecstasy whispering, "oh yes! Oh Slaanesh yes!"
Octavia went faster and faster until Wendy asked, "may I please have permission to cum Mistress Octavia?"
Octavia was surprised by this but said, "yes... Uh slave... Yes you may cum"
Wendy moaned in pleasure and thanked "Mistress Octavia" profusely before Octavia felt Wendy's pussy contract in orgasm and she moaned quietly but shamelessly in orgasm.
"Did I do ok?" Octavia asked anxiously.
"You did amazing, Mistress Octavia", Wendy said worshipfully.
"Oh? I'm still your Mistress? The game is not over yet?" Octavia asked
"The game never ends, I'm yours always", Wendy said from the toilet bowl.
"I was hoping that you would play with me now Owner Wendy? Can we swap places and I have a turn? I'm itching to be tickled to death", Octavia said hopefully.
Wendy sighed, "I really need you right now, I need THIS! I need the tranquility of being dominated to give me some peace! PLEASE be my Dominatrix all the time, at least for a few weeks!"
Octavia frowned unhappily but couldn't disobey her owner.
With a sigh she said, "yes owner, I obey".
Wendy thanked her profusely from the toilet bowl.
"Get your head out of the toilet and clean yourself up, then I want you to come find me and await my commands", Octavia said mimicking Talon
"Yes Mistress Octavia", Wendy said happily.
***...
Octavia panted heavily from her most recent orgasm as Wendy obediently moved her tongue around inside Octavia's pussy. Oh this was heavenly! Being the dominant one certainly did have it's advantages.
She was just getting ready for yet another orgasm when Mandy cried over the baby monitor.
"You go and deal with it", Octavia told Wendy.
"Yes Mistress Octavia", Wendy said submissively and left the room with a bow.
Octavia lay back down on the guest bed in Brand's apartment and relaxed. She was starting to get the hang of this.
Octavia had been a submissive for long enough to know how a scene should look and knew her way around a dungeon. She lacked certain skills of course and lacked confidence, but so far she was holding her own. Her biggest problem was her temperament and personality.
Octavia was a submissive consensual slave. She was not a leader and not a sadist. She was a tickle fetish masochist and submissive with a strong desire to be a slave to the will of an owner. She had neither the desire nor the temperament to dominate anyone and was only even doing this because Wendy commanded her to.
Wendy returned to the room holding Mandy and Octavia sat up happily. Wendy gently placed Mandy on the bed and Octavia and Wendy happily fussed over her.
"Awwww you are awake, yes, you are awake sleepy girl", Octavia said to Mandy in a baby voice
Mandy reached out a tiny hand and touched Octavia's nose. Wendy giggled blissfully and cooed lovingly at the baby.
It was a miracle that they had gotten their little treasure back! Octavia cried with happiness.
Wendy noticed her tears and asked, "What's wrong Mistress?"
Octavia shook her head, "I'm just so happy to have her back! She could have died! It just hit me how fragile our little treasure is."
Wendy gave Octavia a warm cuddle and nodded. They hugged Mandy protectively to their laps.
Mandy clearly recognised her two remaining mothers and seemed very happy to see them after her time being kidnapped. She had clearly missed them and was probably wanting Talon to be here too. Mandy had grown up having 3 mothers and saw nothing unusual about this. Right from the day she was born Octavia had been Mandy's "slave mummy" and Mandy reacted to Octavia as though she was her mother.
Wendy sang a song to the baby and Mandy listened happily. Octavia joined in, harmonising with Wendy and together they sang for their daughter.
The song ended and Mandy had clearly enjoyed it. Wendy said adoring baby talk to Mandy in blissful happiness. Octavia put a loving arm around Wendy and Wendy lovingly snuggled into the embrace.
"I love you so much Wendy, I adore you", Octavia said feeling very safe
Wendy smiled ear to ear and said, "I love you so much too Mistress Octavia! I am in awe of you!"
Octavia smiled blushing.
Wendy addressed Mandy, "yes yes, I adore your mummy so much, yes I do".
Octavia started to cry thinking of Talon. Wendy kissed her cheek tenderly and comforted her.
"I miss her so much that it burns! I have a massive hole inside of me that only she could fill. How can we even survive without her?" Octavia asked dismayed
"Permission to speak freely Mistress?" Wendy asked
"Of course", Octavia said with a nod.
"I have lost all of my many wives over the long, and every time it hurts so much that I feel like I will die. But no matter how much it hurts, sooner or later I find a way to cope with it and continue on with my life", Wendy said softly.
"How do you do it? How do you cope? You are doing so much better than me right now!" Octavia asked
"I'm doing so surprisingly well because I have you. In the past I never had a second partner to help carry me through my grief. It is such a wonderful thing to still have someone special in my life after being widowed", Wendy said thankfully
Octavia agreed and said, "yeah, I guess that is true for me as well. I would be a hundred times worse without you"
"I really feel bad for those people who just lost loved ones in the bomb attacks", Octavia added.
Wendy nodded, "yes Mistress Octavia, it's absolutely horrid. Those poor families! I'm just glad that none of my own daughters were the targets, the poor mothers!"
"Yeah absolutely the poor mothers, but I was meaning the poor spouses. They would have no one, the way we have each other", Octavia said
Wendy nodded and said, "I'm so glad that I have you Mistress Octavia. You really are my everything right now"
"I'm still not used to being called Mistress, it feels so weird. And to call you my slave is also so strange, it's like the world is turned on it's head", Octavia said
"You will get used to it eventually Mistress, when we are married this will be our dynamic", Wendy said lovingly.
Octavia did a double take and stammered, "Ma.. Married! When we are married! You haven't even proposed yet! It's FAR too soon for that!"
Wendy nodded, "of course Mistress, far too soon, I'm sorry for upsetting you"
Octavia cuddled Mandy to calm herself down from the shock, her heart racing.
"Owner, yes I am calling you owner stop interrupting me, OWNER I really don't think that I can do this to the level you want. As a bed slave I will always do whatever you want to sexually satisfy you, but I don't know if I have the right temperament for this! I'm a submissive slave, it is my sexuality to be a submissive slave. I'm really trying my best but I don't think that I can be like Talon was!" Octavia said desperately.
Wendy hugged her and said, "I know that you are not the sort of person I usually marry, but you are exactly what I need."
"How is that possible? I'm not a Dominatrix, I don't know what I am doing." Octavia said despairingly.
"Exactly, you are not a predatory gold digging professional Dominatrix. You are not interested in my money and you genuinely love me. I trust you utterly and I love you deeply. You are really really good for me", Wendy insisted.
"I do, I love you to bits. I'm not disputing that and I am not saying that I am don't want to be your wife. I'm just unsettled by having to be a Dominatrix all the time. I am humbly trying to say that I have needs of my own that are not being fulfilled. I need to submit and be tortured, I want to be tickled for half the day to be entirely satisfied! I want to be tied down so I can't move and tickled out of my mind!", Octavia insisted.
"I will tickle you if you order me to Mistress", Wendy said
"Will you Dominate me too?" Octavia asked
"Yes of course Mistress Octavia, I can top you during sex any time. But outside of sex I need you to be the absolute boss of me!" Wendy insisted.
"Oh alright! I will do it, at least I will try. But I am only doing this because I love you", Octavia said defeated.
Wendy squealed with joy and hugged Octavia. Octavia couldn't help smiling.
"Do I have to wear the Dominatrix outfits? Can't I just wear my normal bed slave clothes?" Octavia asked
"You are the boss Mistress Octavia, you can wear anything you like", Wendy said submissively.
"But you would prefer that I dress the part?" Octavia asked
Wendy nodded and said, "yes Mistress Octavia".
***...
There was complete pandemonium in the cartel admin office as the remaining staff tried desperately to establish a chain of command. High ranking admin staff in almost every department were dead and most departments were leaderless and confused.
Department head Jenny Sevenson of the sewerage and sanitation department gawked in dismay to find that she was currently the highest ranking admin person still alive not counting Wendy who was on leave. Jenny swallowed nervously, she was the most junior member of the department heads, only deemed experienced enough to handle something as unglamorous as trash and sewerage.
Hundreds of admin slaves and dozens of cartel women looked at Jenny expectantly, awaiting orders. Jenny decided to just wing it.
"I want to amalgamate as many departments as possible and to promote people to head them", Jenny said.
"How do we do that, what is the administrative procedure?" Asked one of the crowd.
Shit, Jenny wasn't sure! "Um, just do it anyway and figure out the paperwork later?"
"Which departments should amalgamate? How do we decide who to promote?" Someone asked.
"Well how should I know! I have never handled anything other than my own department! Can't you figure it out?" Jenny complained.
"With Wendy away, YOU are now acting Fleet Admin executive. You need to lead us!" The cartel women complained!
"How the fuck did Gloria managed to get killed? She was the acting admin executive on duty when the bombs went off, why wasn't she here?" Jenny asked annoyed.
"She snuck out and went home when her household slaves rang her to tell her that her missing bed slave was back. The bed slave then killed her with a bomb", someone explained sadly.
Jenny murmured sombrely at this.
"How the fuck did 31 fucking admin officials and department heads and administrators manage to all get killed at exactly the same fucking time!" Jenny asked angrily.
"Fuck if I know, it was a terrorist attack, what are we going to do!" Shouted another random person in the crowd.
Jenny sighed, this was a disaster.
She took a deep breath and said, "so WHAT still works? Is the fleet in danger?"
People talked all at once and Jenny got them to talk one at a time. It quickly became apparent that the department slaves on the ground level of operations could carry on doing their jobs as normal with no problems. The problem was that the cartel now had very limited control over these departments now and had poor information sharing.
Sanitation and sewerage still had Jenny to run the department and would function perfectly, that was a major relief for everyone! But space traffic control was completely leaderless with the entire department leadership wiped out. The slaves manning the radar and the radio operators could still see and talk to space traffic, but they had no way of coordinating the traffic without risking major collisions!
The departments were largely rendered blind and deaf and the various workers had no way of coordinating with each other. Especially given how fucking big the fleet was.
"Get me every cartel adviser, I don't know check the network for Vox phone numbers and call them in. ALL of them. And call in the admiralty and the military liaison officers. We need all the help we can get!" Jenny ordered.
Slaves obeyed, calling up every number they could find and within an hour the admin office was filled with advisers in every subject from botany to alien languages. Most of them knew even less about administration than Jenny did.
After a LONG time listening to the opinions of each adviser, Jenny accumulated a gaggle of legal experts who knew all about the legal framework of the cartel admin system. These lawyers spent the entire day patiently trying to explain the system to Jenny and she got a very general idea of the legal framework of how to amalgamate departments.
When asked WHICH departments ought to be amalgamated, the lawyers said they didn't know and to ask admin specialists. Jenny WAS the admin specialist and found this advice extremely unhelpful.
The military and navy liaisons said that they could take over some of the duties in coordination with the administratively separate cartel intelligence department which had not been affected by the bombing but used completely separate admin frameworks. This would help but it certainly didn't solve the problem.
Jenny rang the Daemon Princess MA7, her distant great grandmother, and asked her for advice. It quickly became apparent that the towering immortal knew almost fuck all about the specific aspects of current cartel administration, even though she was the head of the entire cartel.
"I always relied on Wendy to handle this stuff, I used to know the old framework but Wendy keeps changing it every few months. I could try but I think that Wendy is your best bet", MA7 said in her beautiful seductive daemonic voice.
"She is grieving, she will be a wreck, I don't know if she is up for it", Jenny said pondering
"At the moment she has having sex with her bed slave, oh my, they are really going at it! I think that she is doing better now", MA7 said, clearly using her psychic senses to spy on her daughter.
Jenny thought about this and said, "but she still might be grieving, you know maybe using sex to cope with her grief, I really don't want to bother her".
"But it's ok to bother ME for a tedious administrative problem I am not very familiar with, but you won't so much as call the fleet admin executive?" MA7 asked sounding amused.
"I guess you are right, I'm being an idiot, of course I should have called her for advice. I will call her straight away", Jenny said feeling foolish.
"WAIT don't call her yet!" MA7 said frantically
"Why not, what's wrong?" Jenny asked
"She is about to have an amazing orgasm! Let her cum first!" MA7 said happily.
Jenny sighed in exasperation and waited until MA7 said it was ok to call.
The phone rang a few times until it was answered by a husky seductive voice that said, "hello, this is Owner Wendy's phone"
"I know who's phone it is slave, why are you answering her phone for her?" Jenny demanded irritably
"Who me? Oh, well you see, Owner Wendy is a little tied up at the moment", said the slave.
"What do you mean by that? Who are you?" Jenny asked getting more and more impatient
"Me? I'm Octavia the bed slave. And what I mean is that Owner Wendy is literally tied up, like bondage you know? We are having sex, I'm being the Dominatrix and Owner Wendy is being the naughty submissive", the slave said.
Jenny shook her head to get that particular mental image out of her mind and said, "Well ok Octavia, I guess that is reasonable, you are a bed slave after all. Can you please put your owner on the phone?"
"Ok, Owner Wendy it's for you, talk into the phone", Octavia said
Jenny heard an indistinct reply and then Wendy's voice said, "Hi, this isn't a great time, what's up, who am I speaking to?"
"It's Jenny from Sewerage and Sanitation, we desperately need you, the bombers killed all the senior administrators and all the other department heads! I'm all that's left of the high ranking admins! We desperately need you at work!" Jenny said.
"I will come right away, Mistress Octavia it's an emergency at work, please untie me." Wendy said and the phone hung up.
Jenny told the everyone that Wendy was on her way and sat down in an office chair, feeling absolutely exhausted.
20 minutes later Wendy arrived wearing nothing but body armour and a force field generator, surrounded by bodyguards.
"Ok what's going on", Wendy asked.
Jenny and the crowd of others explained the situation. Wendy nodded and immediately ordered office slaves to bring her hundreds of different forms.
"Ok this is a real problem but I can fix it. I need all of you to sign what I tell you to sign and to do as I say." Wendy said and continued
"You were right Jenny to want to amalgamate the departments, I will promote you to senior administrator immediately, I just need you to sign a mass of paperwork. It's a shitload of work but you will earn over a million dollars a week."
"You absolutely are not ready for this promotion but you are all I have. You will need to sleep well tonight because for the next few weeks you will be spending almost every waking hour at work."
A slave arrived with papers and Wendy immediately started to fill them out even as she kept talking.
"Gemma I need you to take over Sewerage and Sanitation as head of department, you will also be given responsibility for a few other departments when I amalgamate them"
Gemma protested about being put in charge of Sewerage and Sanitation but Wendy cut her off.
"Your protests are noted but the cartel needs you, everyone has to pull their weight"
"Ok, Bullwhip I need you to work as my assistant, after the bombing I don't trust any slave other than my own bed slave, I don't want these office slaves to be in charge of any important papers or information."
"I need you Gina to become head of space traffic control, I will also assign whoever's free to assist you as admin officials."
"Ah good Jenny I need you to fill out this form, and then these other 17 forms. Take them home with you if you need to".
Wendy continued, taking control of the situation. She worked feverishly, signing a mountain of paperwork and organising staff to replace the 31 dead admin workers. Jenny was absolutely amazed and thanked Slaanesh that Wendy was able to sort out this mess.
***...
Jasmine and the others cursed and swore as they got the reports from the slave spies in the cartel admin office. Fuck! Wendy had come out of nowhere and rallied the cartel administration into a semi working unit! The promised weeks of administrative paralysis were turning out to be days at most!
"But she is grieving! Her wife's funeral was like just days ago! How can she function so well?" Asked Jasmine.
"I know her well, I know how she thinks", said Sabrina/Anal, "she can't function this well without a Dominatrix to settle her mind, she should be absolutely bat shit by now. I don't understand this!"
"Maybe she got a new one?" Suggested Penelope
"Yeah maybe, whatever the reason we have to move really fast on the next attack", Jasmine said to the other resistance leaders.
"We need to finish the shipments of powder and primer to the ammunition makers hide out first!" Penelope countered, "before space traffic control can track our movements again and search the shuttle!"
"Just tell me what to do", Anal told them
The group eventually agreed that they needed to use the time to move as much explosive as possible before space traffic control became operational again.
Anal flew the shuttle to the Mandy, docking at an unguarded airlock and engaging the magnetic seal. Jasmine and the other slaves quietly entered the Mandy and headed directly to the door of Mr and Mrs Wong. They were surprised to find a massively burly Necromundan militia captain knocking angrily on the door.
The slaves circled around the lone man, getting ready to cut his throat with concealed knives, with no witnesses around. The man immediately sensed the danger and fled like a coward. The slaves shrugged and used the secret knock to be guaranteed entry.
Georgina let them in and they frantically gathered boxes full of explosive ingredients and fled back to the shuttle. They made several trips, carefully avoiding all known high traffic corridors and avoiding people. They didn't have any time to waste!
When the ship was absolutely full to capacity they crawled inside over the boxes and closed the door. Anal took off and headed straight for the MA3 for this first shipment.
With so much military focused on the MA1, the other cartel class cruisers were left poorly guarded. Without space traffic control to question them they helped themselves to an empty docking hangar and landed.
The ship's guards didn't even notice their arrival and they freely handed a number of the boxes over to freedom activist slaves, before leaving once more and visiting the next ship. They moved feverishly fast, not knowing how long they had left before Wendy got Space Traffic control operational once more.
For the rest of the day they repeatedly returned to the Mandy for more boxes and distributed them throughout the fleet. Mr Wong's skills as a chemical engineer were absolutely invaluable to the resistance. Not only did he have access to all manner of chemicals, he had the know how to use these chemicals to create every chemical explosive known to man! This powder and primer would be used to make homemade .45 caliber ammunition for the homemade guns.
Eventually Mr Wong ran out of explosives and they called it a day. Those 31 bed slaves who gave their lives had just ensured that the freedom activists were now well armed with ammunition on every big cartel class cruiser except the MA1. A damn shame that the MA1 was too heavily guarded to help.
Anal took the shuttle to the flagship and docked near Master's lab. Jasmine and Anal disembarked joyfully to go spend time with Master, they were so excited! After Jasmine had started to worship Master the other slaves had refused to go near the lab, fearing for their souls.
The two women happily entered the lab chorusing "hello Master" in happy unity. "Hello my fucktoys" Master replied from a hidden corner of the overly cluttered lab.
The women beamed happily and made their way through the the gaps between the large incubation tubes full of growing Dark Eldar tissues and organs. The human torture slaves were wailing in agony like they always did, feeding the Eldar with their psychic pain energy. The two girls found this unsettling, but they were so completely addicted to Master that they had no choice but to return.
The two women were spat at by the wailing human torture slaves, who called them traitors. Anal and Jasmine hung their heads in shame as they walked the gauntlet of spitting cursing torture slaves.
The Dark Eldar surgeons laughed. Jasmine quickly moved to beside the surgeons, out of range of the spitters. She looked at them in fascination as they frantically performed blisteringly fast microsurgery on a collection of vat grown Eldar tissues and organs, assembling them into complete and (barely) living Dark Eldar.
"Get out of the way fucktoy", the nearest Eldar hissed at her.
Jasmine quickly got out of the surgeon's way. It was absolutely amazing what Master had done. He now had a production line and in time these new Eldar would be added to the line, accelerating production even more!
Master emerged from a stack of cages carrying a wailing female Eldar. "Clothes off sluts" he commande.
Jasmine and Anal eagerly stripped naked and got down on the floor and spread their legs. Master sadistically kicked them both in the pussy with his hoofed feet!
The two women screamed in agony, it hurt so fucking much! The Dark Eldar surgeons shivered with pleasure, feeding on the pain.
Master threw the wailing Eldar woman at Jasmine, perfectly calculating the trajectory so that both women collided as painfully as possible without causing any injuries! The human and the Eldar screamed in absolute agony, clutching frantically at the many places causing them pain.
The Eldar woman was absolutely terrified of Master, too afraid to even try to escape. She cowered on the floor and whimpered in mind numbing terror of the towering greater daemon of Slaanesh, so afraid.
"Your fear is delicious", Master sighed orgasmically.
The Eldar woman hugged Jasmine, crying in terror and clearly wanting comfort. Jasmine froze, knowing just how dangerous a frightened Eldar could be.
"Fuck that human", Master commanded the Eldar. She nodded frantic obedience.
Jasmine smiled at the alien woman but she recoiled in obvious disgust. The Eldar had very similar body language to a human and what it said was rather insulting! The woman steeled herself and with effort she kissed Jasmine, trembling with revulsion!
Jasmine got angry but obediently continued, knowing that she was pleasing Master.
Master sighed with bliss, drinking in the mutual discomfort like nectar, "exquisite. MORE! Violate each other! Hate eat other as you fuck! I want you to be completely revolted by each other!"
The two women nodded and did degrading things to each other. Master grabbed Anal and picked her up and fucked her standing as he watched the show! Wailing with complete and utter revulsion the Eldar woman put her tongue in Jasmines anus...