Chapter 10H
"Oh my Tzeentch no more!, Mercy I beg you!", Fhimra the Tzeentch worshipping lesbian sub was currently pleading in tears in her chains.
"But it's only been a few hours.", Octavia pointed out reasonably, pausing in tickling the many many toes of the naked woman chained down to a leather padded bondage table.
"HOURS is more than enough!, I'm not having fun anymore, I can't take any more!", Fhimra screamed hoarsely.
"But but, are you sick or something?", Octavia asked in worried confusion.
The pair of submissives were currently playing together in one of the dungeons as Owner Wendy was away at work, with Fhimra being ordered by Owner Wendy to be submissive to Octavia whenever Owner Wendy wasn't around. Octavia had naturally used this power to tickle Fhimra as much as humanly possible in the dungeon all morning.
"I wasn't before, but if you don't stop I might be.", Fhimra gasped for breath, blinking away heavy tears.
"If you're not sick then why aren't you having fun?, I thought you are a sub?", Octavia asked confused.
"I *am* a sub, but I'm a *normal* sub, not a Slaanesh worshipping freaky sub who is immune to unlimited torture!, Being tickled for even just half an hour is quite enough for me, I can't take *multiple* hours!", Fhimra angrily protested.
"But you were having *so* much fun at the start.", Octavia whined unhappily.
"I was having great fun for the first ten minutes, but it's been *hours* and I have been begging you to stop for fucking *ages* now!, This is not consensual, please you *must* stop!", Fhimra pleaded desperately.
"You didn't even say the safe word.", Octavia pointed out stupidly.
"That 'safe word' is BLASPHEMY to my god!, I would offend my patron power if I said it!, Give me a safe word I can actually say and I'll say it right now!", Fhimra protested, sounding really upset.
"I'll stop for a few minutes and let you out to use the toilet and eat or drink something.", Octavia offered generously and used a key to unlock her restraints.
"Thank you!", Fhimra gasped, sitting up and rubbing her wrists where the metal restraints had dug into her skin.
Fhimra hurriedly went to a dungeon toilet to pee out what urine she hadn't already wet herself with from all the hours of tickling, and she exhaustedly drank water from a sink desperately.
Fhimra then desperately scrambled to raid a nearby bowl full of dried fruit on a dungeon table, and gorged herself until she couldn't eat anymore. Fhimra then sat on a chair and just groaned and wailed wretchedly with stressed sounding misery.
"What's wrong?", Octavia asked in concern, walking over.
"I'm in pain all over. Being tickled for hours really HURTS!, Every single muscle in my body hurts, I want to cry.", Fhimra whimpered tragically.
"It doesn't hurt me.", Octavia replied in surprise.
"That's because you worship Slaanesh and do this all the time. I don't have the same endurance.", Fhimra explained with winces of pain.
"Well I'm sure that Owner Wendy will train you to build your endurance.", Octavia reassured soothingly.
Fhimra looked at Octavia in horror.
"I don't mind having a domme who trains me and pushes my limits, but at the very least it should be a *gradual* build up of pushing my stamina, not just throwing me off the deep end and tickling me for hours on my first day as her sub!", Fhimra complained.
"I will give you some time to recover before I tickle you again.", Octavia offered very generously.
"I think I'm done for the day, at least until Wendy gets home.", Fhimra disagreed firmly.
"The whole day?, But what will you do instead?", Octavia asked in surprise.
"I think I'll have a nap for a bit, then I might read a book or find something else to do, maybe I'll pray to Tzeentch for a while. I might even have a look in the kitchen and cook something.", Fhimra said seriously.
"That sounds really boring.", Octavia said disappointedly.
"If I'm up for it I'll play with you and Wendy tonight, I still want to be Wendy's sub, I just need to do it in moderation.", Fhimra offered reluctantly.
"You are supposed to be *my* sub too. Owner Wendy promised me that you would be a fun playmate.", Octavia pouted.
"I, well, I have just submitted to you for hours. I feel submissive as shit around *both* you and Wendy. I just need a break. I, I am honoured to be your sub too Octavia, I just need time to recover.", Fhimra negotiated submissively.
"We could at least have sex.", Octavia offered playfully.
Fhimra the Tzeentch lesbian looked Octavia's naked absurdly busty body up and down and trembled with desire, biting her bottom lip with obvious lust.
"I won't say no to that… But don't expect it to be great, my whole body hurts and I have no stamina right now. If the sex is gentle I consent.", Fhimra hesitantly agreed.
Octavia squealed with happy delight and excitedly led Fhimra by the hand to a bondage bed.
"No bondage, just sex.", Fhimra warned before Octavia could even suggest it. Octavia pouted but nodded.
Fhimra crawled onto the bed submissively on her hands and knees, showing off her camouflage patterned perky backside. Octavia crawled after the woman and dominantly mounted her from behind.
Octavia was naked and didn't have a strap on, and simply cuddled the submissive from behind and played with her breasts and nipples sensually. Fhimra was completely submissive and didn't resist, but was also obviously exhausted and weak and didn't do much.
Octavia used touch to direct Fhimra and the Tzeentch worshipper submissively rolled over on her back with her thighs spread open, looking at Octavia with an expression of extreme submissive sexual arousal, her mouth slightly open with desire.
Octavia lay on top of her and kissed her passionately, putting her tongue in Fhimra's mouth assertively to explore its depths. Fhimra moaned into the kiss with her eyes closed, her tongue submissively giving way to Octavia's tongue without resistance.
Octavia's tongue played over many teeth in places where teeth shouldn't be, the Tzeentch mutant had rows of teeth like a shark, but blunt harmless teeth that didn't hurt Octavia's curious tongue. Fhimra didn't seem to mind this erotic exploration of her mouth at all, and was groaning with aroused bliss from the absurdly attractive woman tongue kissing her mouth. This Tzeentch worshipper was blatantly obviously a lesbian who was sexually attracted to women, and she seemed completely enamoured by Octavia's intimate touch right now.
Fhimra very submissively touched Octavia's body, touching her massive breasts with seeming awe, looking incredibly aroused by Octavia's body. Octavia touched Fhimra's naked body in turn, feeling her breasts and other interesting places as the pair kissed.
Octavia stopped kissing and began licking Fhimra's irregular stripe patterned neck, and the Tzeentch lesbian raised back her head in ecstasy with her eyes closed, moaning and groaning softly from the pleasure of being licked. The neck was a potent erogenous zone on most women, and Fhimra was no exception.
Fhimra's skin tasted like ordinary female skin and the clean taste of the coarse cheap soap that labor slaves were given to wash with. She smelled clean but not perfumed, just the smell of clean female sweat that hadn't had time to become body odour.
Fhimra had a look of completion on her pleasure grimaced face as she was licked by Octavia, the look of a Tzeentch worshipper who had achieved the goals they hoped for, and some hidden part of Octavia's mind was intensely… Relieved, to see this look on Fhimra's face. Tzeentch's worshippers were dangerous to anyone who stood in the way of their hopes and dreams, and made deadly enemies. Even Octavia was not so stupid as to not understand this.
Fhimra was a Tzeentch worshipping submissive lesbian whose biggest hope and goal was to be sexually dominated by beautiful women and to become the sub of such women. Octavia was an *extremely* beautiful woman and was currently sexually dominating Fhimra, fulfilling her goal. Fhimra might like to complain about the amount of tickling and try to negotiate terms, but she still obviously wanted to be here submitting to the pair of gorgeous Slaanesh worshippers, there was no danger as long as Fhimra's goals were being more or less fulfilled.
Octavia continued to lick Fhimra's neck and Fhimra continued to moan and look complete in life, her eyes rolled up into her forehead in ecstasy.
Octavia licked down further, reaching Fhimra's camo striped breasts and licking these sensually.
"Oh Dominatrix!, That feels so good.", Fhimra groaned deeply to Octavia submissively.
Octavia found Fhimra's nipples, they were covered in tiny stripes of different nipple colours of different ethnic groups, ranging from pink to brown to almost black in an irregular pattern of randomly repeating stripes. Octavia happily licked one of these nipples, making Fhimra moan with pleasure.
Fhimra moaned even more as Octavia proceeded to suck these nipples, looking down at Octavia with an orgasmic grimace of hopeful lust.
"Could you please… Put a clothes peg on my nipple Dominatrix?", Fhimra asked submissively but hopefully with a horny groan.
Octavia was happy to oblige and ducked out to a laundry room and returned with a handful of plastic pegs with strong springs. Octavia playfully held Fhimra's nearest breast and very carefully snapped a peg closed over the nipple, making her hiss with pain and moan with erotic desire.
Fhimra gazed up at Octavia with submissive worship as she put a peg on Fhimra's other nipple, and Octavia reached down to hold Fhimra's face under the chin dominantly, turning her face from side to side as the woman submitted orgasmically.
Octavia mischievously tickled Fhimra on her belly without warning with sudden squeezing from her other hand, and Fhimra squealed with laughter but offered little resistance.
"Oh Dominatrix you are so cruel!", Fhimra squealed submissively with laughter, but was too submissive to resist.
Octavia grinned playfully and stopped tickling to kiss her again with excessive tongue, which the Tzeentch lesbian warmly encouraged.
"You are making me crazy, you are intoxicating.", Fhimra groaned, kissing Octavia again after speaking.
Octavia tickled her again for about thirty seconds, making her squeal with laughter but not resist at all.
"I like little tickles for not too long.", Fhimra giggled submissively but playfully, grinning at Octavia with desire filled hopeful eyes.
Octavia gave her another brief tickle and she squealed with submissive delight.
"I'm so submissive, I feel hypnotised by you Dominatrix.", Fhimra said orgasmically.
Octavia smiled and resumed playing with the submissive lesbian, generating a variety of warmly receptive noises.
A while later the pair were giggling as they lay together mutually masturbating each other with their fingers, periodically kissing heavily as they rubbed each other to climax. Fhimra's juices were all over Octavia's fingers, the woman was moaning and gasping hard, pegs still on her nipples.
"I can't cum anymore times Dominatrix, I feel wonderfully satisfied.", Fhimra panted with a groan.
Octavia pulled her fingers off and gave Fhimra one last passionate kiss before just cuddling the woman on the bed contentedly.
"That was perfect, just so perfect.", Fhimra sighed with blissful contentment, absentmindedly removing the pegs from her own nipples.
"That was fun but way too mild.", Octavia chuckled.
"Mild can still be absolutely wonderful.", Fhimra replied romantically, snuggling against Octavia fondly.
"Owner Wendy and I don't do 'mild' very often, only sometimes.", Octavia said with an amused smile.
"The way that you always call her 'Owner' Wendy and the way she calls you 'tickle slave' is seriously hardcore, your D/s relationship with her is anything but mild, I know.", Fhimra replied seriously.
"That's because I *am* her tickle slave and she is my owner, she has owned me for like twenty years now.", Octavia said happily.
"A *twenty year* hardcore D/s relationship?! That's SO fucking hot! That's exactly what I'm looking for, well maybe not super hardcore but I want to be dominated long term. That's the sort of relationship I'm looking for.", Fhimra exclaimed hopefully.
"I love Owner Wendy, I love her *completely*. Our relationship has been a wild ride that gets better all the time.", Octavia admitted happily.
"I admit to knowing next to nothing about your relationship, (I only met you both last night), but I'd like to know more, especially if there's a chance that this might be a long term relationship.", Fhimra said hopefully.
Octavia paused at this.
"Your arrival… Complicates, things. I'm trying to talk Owner Wendy into marrying me…", Octavia began.
"Oh my Tzeentch!"
"Owner Wendy is the boss, it's her decision, I can't defy her authority. I accept her decision to turn down my offer, but it made me sad…", Octavia explained slightly sadly.
"You have been a couple for twenty years but she said no when you proposed to her!? That's so cold!", Fhimra exclaimed, sounding upset for Octavia's sake.
"We were married before in the past, but then we got divorced, we were briefly separated but now we're together again. It's complicated. Our kids complicate things further, they are adults now. It's a mess to even explain.", Octavia explained sadly.
Fhimra calmed down at these words.
"That sounds like a complex situation with a lot of baggage. So you want to get remarried but Wendy doesn't want all the drama getting married again would bring?", Fhimra asked diplomatically.
"I never even thought of it like that…", Octavia mused at this revelation.
"I certainly hope that you don't see me as being some sort of problem.", Fhimra reassured Octavia guiltily.
"Owner Wendy was going out to find a Dominatrix girlfriend to dominate both of us, instead she came home with a sub. I wasn't… Happy, about it if I'm honest.", Octavia carefully admitted with a strange stab of pain in her chest.
Fhimra hugged Octavia tightly and made frantic soothing noises, looking mortified.
"I didn't plan to form a wedge in a couple. I just wanted to submit to a pair of really hot Dominatrices and become their sub. Please don't hate me.", Fhimra insisted sounding mortified.
"I don't hate you. It's not about you at all. If Owner Wendy wants to keep you I will submit to her decision without question, of course I will. I'm just feeling a little bit… Jealous.", Octavia admitted with another strange stab of pain in her chest.
"You are crying.", Fhimra said.
Octavia touched her eyes, unaware that they were wet.
"You don't have to put up with it if Wendy is cheating on you. I know that you have this D/s relationship with her, but in this situation I think that you are entitled to say the safe word and have a very serious talk with Wendy about your relationship.", Fhimra urged.
"Safe word?, I don't have a safe word.", Octavia said in surprise.
"Well whatever power exchange dynamic you have, right now is a time to stop playing it and demand that Wendy listens to your concerns.", Fhimra urged.
"I am her slave.", Octavia said quietly.
"Sure whatever, but you really need to stand up for yourself in this situation…", Fhimra began, not understanding.
Octavia pointed to the slave brands on her own front right shoulder and repeated, "I am her slave, literally."
Fhimra looked at the brands in horror.
"You don't mean, (her sex slave).", Fhimra whispered the words in horror.
Octavia nodded that this was indeed what she meant.
"You poor thing.", Fhimra said and hugged Octavia tightly, looking upset and grim.
"I don't mind being her tickle slave, I actually like it. I just don't have any power.", Octavia explained with a small smile.
"You have hope, there is always hope. Tzeentch will deliver if you want it badly enough. Don't feel like you have no power to change things.", Fhimra encouraged beautifully.
"I love Owner Wendy so much that it hurts, I don't want to change things. I just want to get married to her again because I love her. My 'hope' is to marry her and be her submissive tickle slave wife. Even if we got married I wouldn't want to change our relationship in any other way.", Octavia explained her thoughts.
"Well I will pray to Tzeentch later to ask him to grant you your hope… That is, assuming that you are not throwing me out of your home for being a romantic rival.", Fhimra said carefully.
"I don't want to throw you out, I don't mind having a submissive plaything to tickle and play with when Owner Wendy is away. If Owner Wendy would just marry me I wouldn't even feel jealous of you.", Octavia promised.
"I'm *very* happy to keep you as a yummy Dominatrix, I really *really* don't want to leave.", Fhimra admitted honestly.
"You couldn't even take the whole morning being tickled by me, I don't know if you are really going to last here. Showing mercy like today is really dull and boring. I hope that Blessed Slaanesh wasn't offended by the fact that I stopped.", Octavia pointed out.
Fhimra looked torn between hope and disappointment at this reminder.
"Worshipping Tzeentch but being a lesbian sub is an ill fitting combination at times. Most of the really yummy dommes like you worship Slaanesh, but you Slaanesh Dominatrices are also really hardcore and hard to endure. I hope to Tzeentch that you and Wendy could train me to endure more, I promise to be a good sub who is worth the effort.", Fhimra bargained hopefully.
"I don't know a thing about you.", Octavia noted out loud.
"I'm perfectly happy to prattle on about myself as much as the next woman.", Fhimra chuckled charmingly.
"Your god doesn't mind you wanting to be submissive to Slaanesh worshipping women?", Octavia asked.
"I think it amuses him more than offends him. As long as I remain filled with hope trying to achieve my goals, it doesn't really matter too much what the goals are. Tzeentch is still fed by my hope regardless. Hoping for a really yummy Dominatrix long term girlfriend is far from the weirdest goal any Tzeentch worshipper has set.", Fhimra chuckled happily.
"You don't desire anything else, some dream job or children?", Octavia asked.
"Children maybe one day, after I find the woman (or women) of my dreams and have enjoyed a suitable number of years of submissive bliss. Dream job is to not have one but still have all my needs met.", Fhimra chuckled.
"Hobbies?", Octavia asked.
"I like to read books, I like to learn new things, I also like food and cooking. I don't have any exciting hobbies, just quiet interests.", Fhimra replied fondly.
"You might not have much time for hobbies as my submissive playmate, I will tickle you too much for that. My hobby is tickling, it's my entire life, I am obsessed with it.", Octavia chuckled.
Fhimra looked nervously aroused at these words.
"I'm willing to take as much as I can endure, I will really really try to push the limits of my endurance. But submission and sex cannot be my *entire* life, sex is but one part of life and the other parts are just as important.", Fhimra said seriously.
"What are you talking about?, My entire life is my tickle slavery, and I am very happy with it.", Octavia said in confusion.
"You worship Slaanesh, for you lust is everything. I worship Tzeentch and have other priorities in leading a happy life. With a bit of compromise we can make the relationship work.", Fhimra said hopefully.
Octavia was slightly skeptical, but agreed nevertheless.
***…
Fhimra Pyrestrength felt submissive as shit as she crawled on the bed in the presence of the pair of utterly gorgeous Slaanesh kinky women that afternoon, her mouth dry with fearful desire for the pair of huge breasted dominant goddesses. Things were going, well, not *exactly* to plan, but still close enough to plan that Fhimra maintained fierce hope of success.
Fhimra, rare for a Tzeentch worshipper, had been pretty up front and open about what her goals and objectives were to the two women. She had a very ambitious relationship goal to gain great personal pleasure and long term romantic fulfilment, and she optimistically hoped to achieve this goal with a proper Tzeentch "can-do" attitude. The goal might be a bit unusual for a Tzeentch worshipper, but the methods and attitude in achieving it was perfectly in line with Fhimra's religion.
At the moment Fhimra needed time to gather more information about these women, she needed to learn everything she could to give herself the maximum ability to unlock her hopes with the tools of knowledge. She needed to know if she was wasting her time or if these women would indeed fulfil Fhimra's desires, or if they would at least be a stepping stone to meeting someone else who would be Fhimra's much hoped for Dominatrix girlfriend.
A fingertip poked Fhimra in the side and she flinched from a ticklish jolt and giggled submissively, feeling so wonderfully small and dominated.
The exquisitely dominant Wendy grabbed hold of one of Fhimra's ankles and lifted the foot up and wrapped a slender arm around the raised ankle to lock the foot in place. Fhimra thrilled all over with wonderful submissive anticipation, and then fell down to the bed squealing with laughter as Wendy assertively played with her many mutant toes.
"SO many toes to tickle.", Wendy dominantly taunted playfully, making Fhimra feel even more wonderfully small and submissive.
Fhimra's face laughed hard into the sheets as she was dominated like this, feeling wonderful pleasure even though it was also torture. This was just so wonderful!
"I have toes too Owner Wendy.", the exquisite Octavia offered jealously in her intoxicatingly seductive voice.
"Is my tickle slave feeling jealous?", Wendy dominantly teased.
"Yes a little bit Owner Wendy.", Octavia replied with perfect submission.
"You don't have permission to feel jealous of anyone I bring home, plaything tickle slaves don't get to feel jealous of other toys their owners bring home to play with.", Wendy commanded with gleeful dominance in a way that made Fhimra feel even more wonderfully submissive.
"Yes Owner Wendy.", Octavia replied with complete submission.
Wendy grabbed Octavia by the hair and dominantly pulled her face hard to Wendy's face, and kissed her assertively with excessive tongue. Octavia returned the kiss passionately, all while Fhimra's ankle was still trapped in an armlock to Wendy's body.
Fhimra trembled nervously at her predicament, and then exploded with laughter as both women stroked her foot at the same time.
Fhimra pressed her laughing face into the sheets but was too submissive to even try to escape or defend herself, loving being dominated by this pair of utterly gorgeous sexy women. Fhimra was quite wet and aroused, and was enjoying the journey as she was dominated like this.
"She has SO many toes to play with.", Octavia said with happy delight, apparently over her earlier jealousy now.
"That's right, I just want to stroke all of them.", Wendy agreed gleefully, making Fhimra squeal with laughter as her poor toes were stroked in hideously tickly ways.
"May I use a toothbrush on her toes Owner Wendy?", Octavia asked hopefully!
Wendy enthusiastically agreed as Fhimra shook her laughing head into the sheets.
Fhimra was soon thumping the bed with her balled fists and howling with laughter as a fucking toothbrush was used on her many mutant toes. Fhimra had been mutated to grow more than five toes on each foot, and these dominant goddesses seemed to be *obsessed* with tickling these digits!
Fhimra felt wonderfully dominated as she was forced to laugh like this, her submissive sexuality got delight from being physically and psychologically dominated by beautiful women. She was tickled half to death and screaming her head off with laughter, but she still didn't want to be anywhere else right now.
Some amount of minutes later, Octavia was the one howling with laughter as her toes were stroked with the toothbrush, and Fhimra lay submissively on the bed catching her breath, buzzing all over with pleasure and sexual excitement.
Fhimra felt like she should offer to help Wendy tickle Octavia, but she was too nervous that Wendy might instead tickle Fhimra again. Fhimra was submissive but she was still very scared of being tickled even if she enjoyed it, and was extremely shy of being at risk of even more.
"Look at you trying to hide there Tzeentch girl. You think I won't get you if you keep still?", Wendy dominantly teased, making Fhimra thrill all over with terrible wonderful anticipation.
Fhimra crawled over to the naked Dominatrix and knelt in submission awaiting orders.
Wendy smiled dominantly at Fhimra but continued to tickle Octavia's toes with the toothbrush.
Fhimra felt so wonderfully small in the intoxicating presence of this delicious Slaanesh Champion dominatrix, thrilling all over with excitement.
Wendy was absolutely intoxicating to a woman like Fhimra, she had obvious signs of cosmetic surgery on both her face and her tits, her very pale skinned face very beautiful and sexy, her breasts wonderfully large and full. Her eyes were brown with massive pupils from apparent Cartel night lord heritage, and these eyes had the slightly debauched and jaded look of a Slaanesh Champion. Fhimra found this debauched jaded demeanour absolutely intoxicating when combined with Wendy's charming dominance, it was just so wonderful.
Fhimra looked at Octavia very subtly, wondering if Octavia was a second dominatrix to dominate Fhimra or just a rival who stood in the way of Fhimra obtaining the perfect Wendy. If Octavia was the first option then all was well and Fhimra was happy, but if she was the second then Fhimra might be forced to… Take countermeasures. Fhimra had no malice towards the delicious woman and felt the most extreme desire to be sexually dominated by Octavia, but Fhimra would do whatever she needed to do to make her hopes come true if Octavia turned out to be an obstacle…
Fhimra just silently watched the pair play, gathering information hopefully. Fhimra would *very* much like to be the submissive girlfriend of *both* women at the same time, hopefully this most pleasant of possible outcomes would come to pass. But if it didn't, Fhimra wanted Wendy for herself and Octavia… Out of the way.
"Out of the way?", a wrathful Nurgle-tainted psychic voice hissed wetly directly in Fhimra's mind!
Fhimra froze, desperately trying to gather more information before reacting in any way.
"I am Chaos Champion of Nurgle Egg Sevenson the Alpha Plus Psyker you have heard about and already greatly fear, and Octavia is my adoptive *mother*. If you threaten her safety I will *end* you, Tzeentch worm!", the terrible voice warned with pure hate!
"Fuck fuck FUCK I didn't KNOW that Octavia was YOUR relative!, Please dreaded one!, I, crap!, I, think Fhimra think!, Ah yes yes, I didn't mean 'out of the way' in terms of harm, I just meant in *relationship* terms. Their relationship seems to have some problems, um I mean, what's the word, some *complexities*, that might let peaceful solutions be reached that make everyone happy.", Fhimra thought frantically.
"You think that I'm a complete idiot you manipulative bitch?!", the psychic voice hatefully boomed in her mind!
"Please don't kill me, Alpha Plus psyker, please spare my life!", Fhimra pleaded audibly so that Wendy and Octavia could hear her, deliberately drawing their attention to better protect herself.
Wendy and Octavia reacted instantly to this, looking at Fhimra in alarm.
"Why is Egg threatening you?, Are you one of TigerLily's sleeper agents!?", Wendy demanded in paranoia.
"I, I was just thinking my own private thoughts. I didn't know I was being listened to.", Fhimra whimpered wretchedly, looking at Wendy's hostile body language in horror.
"This manipulative submissive bitch thought that Mummy Octavia could go 'out of the way' if things didn't go her way in the relationship!", the psychic voice of Egg Sevenson shouted in all their minds!
Wendy immediately slapped Fhimra across the face in outrage!
"That was not my *primary* plan, my plan is to be the sub of *both* of you wonderful women!, I was just *thinking* about all my secondary options when I was threatened with death by the Alpha Plus!, Am I not allowed to even just think things through?", Fhimra desperately defended herself.
Wendy immediately grabbed Fhimra and forced her all the way to a bondage X frame and strapped her arms and legs spread eagle and defenceless. Wendy then picked up a terrifying whip.
"You are going to talk whether you want to or not, you are going to absolutely spill your guts and tell me EVERYTHING that you are hiding in your heart!", Wendy snarled wrathfully!
"Yes at once!, You don't even have to whip me…"
WHIPCRACK!
"Ouch!"
WHIPCRACK!
"I'll talk…"
WHIPCRACK!
"Actually this is quite hot, I don't mind this…"
Wendy growled.
"I just… I just really like you. I just want to be your sub and I got jealous of Octavia. I'll start at the beginning…"
***…
Wendy Sevenson wasn't sure if she was deeply flattered or enraged at the end of torturing the truth out of the bleeding whip-cut Fhimra, this exact situation had never happened before.
Wendy liked to think of herself as a sub, for 300 years being a submissive lesbian had been a core element of Wendy's entire identity. She was used to fighting off greedy horny or gold digging *Dominatrices* with a stick, for 300 years the Dommes had chased Wendy relentlessly and she had enjoyed the chase.
But now something completely new had happened.
Now Wendy was in the ridiculous and unprecedented situation of having a horny smitten *sub* chasing after her as a *Dominatrix*, and contemplating removing Octavia as a rival to the affections of an apparently perfect irresistible Domme! This sort of thing wasn't *ever* supposed to happen to Wendy!
"Please don't dump me, I'm happy to be punished to earn your forgiveness.", Fhimra begged hopefully from the (now bloodstained) X frame.
"I'm half tempted to torture you to *death* you manipulative psycho!", Wendy growled angrily.
"What about a half way compromise where you just torture me without the death part?", Fhimra replied with adorable charm.
Wendy sighed with annoyance at the overly horny sub, so flattered that she found it hard to hate the girl.
"I'm going to tickle you all day long tomorrow, all day every day after *this*!, You wanted to break up me and Wendy so that you could get Wendy!, And I *trusted* you and opened up to you today!, You are such a *naughty* submissive!", Octavia scolded crossly with adorable stupidity.
Fhimra visibly shuddered with submissive pleasure from this rebuke and looked scared and horny at the same time. Wendy sighed, it was pointless to even try to intimidate these sorts of eager subs with threats of punishment, it just made them even more excited.
"Do you actually *want* me to keep this girl around?", Wendy asked Octavia.
"I would like to punish her for at least a week Owner Wendy. Then if she's learned her lesson you can find another Dominatrix for her.", Octavia requested submissively to Wendy but in a tone of sternness towards Fhimra.
"You want me to find her another Dominatrix?, I would've just sent her back to her hard slave labor and given her no break periods for 6 months so that she can't even date anyone.", Wendy replied seriously, making Fhimra squeak in dismay adorably.
"That would offend Blessed Slaanesh, you CAN'T just leave subs alone with no one to play with them, Slaanesh would cry!", Octavia protested.
Wendy paused at this reasonable point, Slaanesh probably wouldn't like it if this kinky girl was punished with 6 months of abstinence.
"Plus it's really mean.", Octavia added.
Fhimra nodded enthusiastically in agreement from the X frame.
"You can punish her for one week Octavia. Fhimra is to get no safe word and no limits though, and I want her to be really tickled to tears every single day. At the end of the week I will decide what to do with her.", Wendy indulged reluctantly.
Fhimra rapidly alternated between relieved smiling and terrified fear on her face, seemingly unable to decide which emotion she was.
"I, I will be a good girl after my week of punishment is over. You could both keep me as your shared sub,", Fhimra suggested hopefully.
"You are ridiculously hopeful and optimistic.", Wendy said incredulously.
"I'm a Tzeentch worshipper, what else would I be ma'am.", Fhimra replied cutely. Even now the woman was absolutely cute and charming and adorable.
"I don't trust you.", Wendy warned her.
"I was never once disloyal to you, I am actually *very* loyal for a Tzeentch woman, I'm wanting to submit to you (or someone like you) hopefully for *life* in a long term relationship. I'm sorry that I thought some naughty thoughts that Octavia didn't deserve.", Fhimra offered placatingly in a sincere sounding tone.
Wendy sniffed at the words, and seemed to supernaturally smell the manipulation and bent truths in these honeyed words. This woman used her charming intelligence to great effect in manipulating others to get what she wanted.
"You don't even know me well yet, you just see me as a tool to satisfy your sexual desires. You want a relationship with a Dominatrix, but you don't want a relationship with *me* specifically.", Wendy exposed the truth.
"We only started dating yesterday night, at this point in a dating relationship what you say is true of *everyone*. But relationships grow from there to become more intimate.", Fhimra soothed.
"I'm sure that there is some nice Tzeentch worshipping Domme out there that I can help you find at the end of your week of punishment. We can double date as we both look for Dommes to date.", Wendy offered.
"There is being hopeful and then there is being ridiculous. Do you have any idea how *rare* really fun Dommes who worship Tzeentch are?!, Tzeentch women are almost always subs if they're anything, and the tiny handful of lesbian ones who are dommes are *drowning* in submissive pussy from desperate lesbian subs like me who all want them!, I cast a much wider net when I fish.", Fhimra explained dramatically.
"Well I will help you find *someone* who will collar you as their sub.", Wendy amended.
"If I can't have you and Octavia as my Dominatrices then that would be an agreeable alternative.", Fhimra cautiously agreed.
"You will sleep here in the X frame tonight, nice and vulnerable and ready for Octavia to tickle you in the morning.", Wendy changed the subject. "You *will* cry many tears tomorrow, you will wet yourself and probably shit yourself. Maybe you will even vomit. But Octavia won't stop for the entire day."
Fhimra visibly gulped.
"This room has surveillance cameras and sound recorders, if you try to manipulate Octavia it will be recorded for me to see. Just be a good girl and take your punishment like a good little sub, and things will go well for you.", Wendy warned with dominant sweetness, stroking Fhimra's hair.
"I will try my best to endure and obey this.", Fhimra said hopefully.
"You don't actually have a choice slave.", Wendy replied sweetly, pinching and twisting Fhimra's nipple so that she inhaled sharply with pain and pleasure.
"I'm wet.", Fhimra replied with a soft low whisper.
"That is a 'you' problem I am afraid.", Wendy said and simply turned off the lights and left the room with Octavia, closing the door to let Fhimra stew in her own juices in bondage all night long.
Wendy proceeded to make the most tender and passionate love to Octavia in bed that night. This whole affair had made Wendy feel more anxious than ever of losing Octavia, and she kissed and tickled the woman with possessive energy long into the night.
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