Chapter 12H
Egg Tsao née Sevenson the Alpha Plus Psyker and Chaos Champion of Nurgle shouted with the voice of an angry god as she stalked through the decks and corridors of the Crucible of Starvation, subduing yet another Sevenson Night Lord with a bolt of terrible power. The Sevenson Night Lords knew what Egg planned to do and they were trying in vain to stop her.
Flanking Egg marched chaos space marines of the Alpha Legion, led by Egg's husband Alpha Legion Chaos Lord Paxton Tsao, but this accompanying force was really unnecessary overkill at this point. The only thing that could stop an Alpha Plus Psyker was another psyker of at least close to the same power level, or perhaps a huge psychic choir of lesser psykers working together to generate comparable combined power. The Sevenson Night Lords had neither.
Egg had finally had enough of her psychopathic male Night Lord relatives and had decided to forever put a stop to their freedom to run amok. Her half brother Augusta was causing psychotic problems again and again and again, and he was not even close to being the only one who acted like a psychopath. To protect the men from themselves, they needed to be forever bound to the command of their women. The women at least were not a bunch of psychopaths, the women could keep the men under control and stop them from causing so many problems.
And Egg had formulated a spell of terrible power to do just this, and enslave every one of her male Sevenson kin forever to the will of the women. All she had to do was reach the Sevenson Matriarch MA7 and cast her spell.
"Don't waste your time hiding in the dark around that corner in ambush with your squad Sherman, I can see your soul.", Egg boomed irritably with a godlike psychic voice.
The discovered Night Lords responded by poking their bolters around the corner and firing at Egg's head with surprising accuracy, trying to kill her. The bolter rounds exploded in the air two meters away from Egg, hitting a psychic force field, and Egg merely felt irritated as a few tiny fragments got through to stick in her diseased Nurgle sustained tough flesh, doing no real harm to her.
Egg responded by frying the entire corner with warp lightning, causing an electromagnetic pulse that fried all of the servos and systems in their power armour, locking them in place still as statues.
The boys still resisted, tugging against their locked armour with so much force that the servos all snapped, and they resumed moving very slowly in their awkward heavy dead armour with only their impressive space marine muscles.
"It's for your own good, and the good of everyone else!", Egg shouted in exasperation as the men fled in their broken armour.
"We will NOT be slaves!", Night Lord voices roared in outrage.
"What good is freedom when all you ever do with it is rape and murder and commit evil!, I'm a Nurgle Champion, but even *I* am SICK of the way you behave!", Egg shouted back unmoved.
"We will not be slaves to the Alpha Legion!"
"That was NEVER the plan. You will be the slaves of the WOMEN in the family, and grandma MA7 will get the final say in countermanding all their orders so that no one else can hijack you boys against the Cartel, not even me!, I'm giving MY family the stability it needs to do something GOOD for a change!", Egg shouted, still marching to her objective.
The resistance from the various different boys got stronger as Egg got closer to the Cartel Admin centre, and Egg hurled down enraged Night Lord marines to the floor paralysed with bolts of warp power from her highly psychic brain, completely unstoppable.
Egg held up a maggot covered leprous hand in front of the Sevenson Cartel admin centre door, and the door was ripped off its hinges with terrible psychic power and thrown aside. Inside she found her father Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson waiting for her, clad all over with terminator armour covered in spell eating runes of Khorne and Gellar Field generators to foil psychic powers. The chaos lord was absolutely huge, and had his lightning claw bared in crackling combat mode, his combi-bolter pointed at her head.
Beside him stood the huge blue form of Egg's biological mother TigerLily herself, the daemon princess of Tzeentch looking utterly deranged and so warped in the local warp energy that even looking at her could cause lesser minds than Egg's to go instantly insane. Whatever evil schemes TigerLily had planned, clearly Egg's actions were going against these plans, and TigerLily looked ready to fight Egg to stop her.
Egg averted her eyes from looking at her daemon princess mother to spare her sanity from strain, and spoke to both of her biological parents who stood in her way.
"Step aside or I will MAKE you move aside. You cannot stop me.", Egg warned the pair.
The pair immediately attacked Egg with terrible violence. Her father Luke fired his Khorne symboled combi-bolter at her in a rapid fire burst, as TigerLily shot bolts of blue psychic lightning harmlessly at Egg's own psychic force field.
Egg's psychic force field should be invincible, but the burst of bolter rounds from her father punched through it instantly!, The bolter rounds were carved with potent anti-psyker runes of Khorne and projected their own psychic null zone around them!
Egg fell down puking blood as the bolts penetrated her chest and exploded a split second after penetration, liquifying her organs to a paste!
Egg's huge chaos lord husband Paxton leapt in front of her prone body like a human shield, his power armour absorbing the bolts with sprays of blasted ceramite!
Egg's brain was not hit and she drew on her incredible psychic powers to keep TigerLily and her blue lightning at bay, while simultaneously directing the healing power of Nurgle to heal Egg's liquefied organs back to full function.
Her father Luke ran around to the side to get a clear shot at Egg, but other Alpha Marines stood in the path of the shots, sacrificing their safety to form a human shield for the Alpha Plus.
Egg got to her feet and spoke a filthy daemonic word so vile that her throat burned and the walls wept blood, the word was TigerLily's true daemonic name…
TigerLily fell to the floor instantly in submission at this invocation of her true daemonic name, and Luke responded by immediately cutting off TigerLily's head with his lightning claw, banishing her back to the warp before Egg could order her to attack him!
Luke Sevenson charged at the Alpha Legionnaires, smashing marines aside to try to get a clear shot at Egg's head.
Egg's husband Paxton Tsao the equally huge chaos lord of Chaos Undivided met Luke in combat with a power sword, using the power sword blade to lock Luke's lightning claw blades in a tight parry.
Egg used her powers to bend up thick metal plates from the floor and wrapped them around her father like bondage, gripping his psychic resistant arms and legs with this physical tool to get past the potent psychic protections to bind him immobile.
Luke struggled viciously, but the power of an Alpha Plus was far greater than any force he could bring to bear on the metal plates to push back, and he was held trapped in his bonds for as long as Egg maintained her concentration.
"I shall NEVER be a slave, no bondage will hold my mind Daughter!", Luke snarled at her.
Egg ignored him and continued moving on towards the end of the room, where stood the daemon princess MA7, mother and Matriarch of the entire Sevenson Cartel. The towering immortal looked strangely difficult to read, and was flanked by Wendy Sevenson and the other Sevenson Cartel women.
"I…", MA7 began.
Egg could have said something fitting, could have listened to MA7 speak, but she didn't have time to waste so completely ignored MA7 and instead began to cast a spell of awesome godlike power on her.
The warp all around them for light years screamed as the full terrible power of an Alpha Plus Psyker was brought to bear on a terrible spell of awful purpose. The Slaanesh daemon princess was engulfed in terrible Nurgle power, and this power was transmuted by this daemonic conduit into the corrupting power of Slaanesh… Something seemed subtle wrong, Slaanesh was changing the spell somehow but Egg was already too taxed by the spell to stop casting without being ripped apart by an unstoppable miscast backfire!
Egg screamed with Nurgle despair as she was forced to keep casting, sensing more and more that something was wrong!
All across the galaxy the mortal male descendants of MA7 screamed as the most terrible Slaaneshi curse of mental enslavement was cast upon them. Whether legitimate, bastard, mutant or pure, every biologically male child everywhere of every age with so much as a drop of the Matriarch's blood in his veins fell down in submission and agony, screaming as they were forever made slaves.
Even far far away in a hidden secret orphanage, Wendy's lost son Franklin Sevenson screamed and cried as this terrible curse engulfed even he.
None were spared, none escaped, not even rape babies living in the Imperium were spared by this terrible Slaaneshi curse!
The Matriarch MA7 laughed diabolically as her power swelled from this terrible subtly corrupted curse, some of Egg's energy being consumed greedily by the daemon princess to swell and strengthen her to terrible power! Slaanesh itself laughed with cruel diabolical laughter as even itself was strengthened by some of Egg's power!
Egg screamed as she felt more and more of her own power being stolen, dropping her down to her knees as this horribly wrong altered spell sucked life and power out of her body and soul!
The Sevenson women like Wendy stood tall and invigorated as a small fraction of this stolen power filled them with feelings of dominant confidence and authority, the power of Slaanesh twisting them to be even more sadistic and perverted than before! The Sevenson women began to laugh as they felt themselves transform into ever more dominant sadomasochistic perverts, the Slaanesh curse invigorating them into a terrible new role in life that Egg had never intended!
In his spell eating armour and Gellar Field projectors Luke Sevenson laughed as the curse fizzled uselessly against his defences with a pungent smell of electric ozone. Egg was too busy with her horribly changed spell to do anything more than note this occurrence, it looked like this old tyrant himself would be spared from slavery unlike all the other males of his bloodline.
With all of her effort Egg finished the terrible spell, and fell to the floor vomiting blood and maggots from the mental strain it had caused her. The spell was complete, but Egg was weakened in its wake to nearly the point of death, her soul barely intact and her powers temporarily weakened to nearly nothing. It would take considerable time to recover any fraction of her strength from this half destroyed state.
Egg's husband Paxton helped her to her feet with his powerful arms, and she clung to him weakly for balance, so terribly weakened at this moment that she could barely remain conscious much less stand on her own.
The Matriarch MA7 dropped down to the floor before Egg in mocking delight and pretend worship, followed almost immediately by all of the assembled Sevenson women. They were all mocking Egg in a way that she *really* didn't like. In the warp Egg could sense TigerLily's mocking sardonic laughter, this had all been some terrible trick!
Egg gazed at them all in anxiety ridden silence, vomiting up more blood as she drew heavily on the power of Nurgle to reinvigorate her exhausted decomposing flesh enough to merely keep herself alive.
With Egg's concentration broken her father Luke tore himself free of his metal restraints, but he didn't attack, merely standing his ground and laughing at her in triumph at being spared the fate of this terrible spell.
Other Sevenson Night Lords began to enter the room, compelled by this newly cast Slaanesh twisted Sevenson bloodline curse to leave their hiding places and assemble before their Matriarch.
"Fight against it you poor fools!", Luke urged his male kin, but they one by one abased themselves before MA7 without any choice in the matter.
The Sevenson women got up from their mocking abasement and ran to the Sevenson Night Lords with sadistic glee, picking up any items they could find that could be used to inflict pain…
Egg gaped in dismay as the women dominantly ordered the Sevenson Night Lords to strip out of their armour to be tortured!, The Night Lords were compelled to obey without question from the enslaving power of the curse forcing them to submit to any Sevenson women, and stripped out of their armour. The women then sadistically fell upon them with unconscionable cruelty, stabbing the marines' flesh with office scissors and other improvised implements of torture!
"What are you doing?!", Egg gasped as a horrific torture orgy took shape, Night Lords screaming with pain and submissive fear and masochistic pleasure as the Sevenson women gleefully tortured them and dominantly had sex with them!
"You enslaved my entire family to a daemon princess of SLAANESH, you FOOL!, My mother MA7, as a daemon princess of Slaanesh, is literally a PART of Slaanesh, you just enslaved the entire family to the domination of Slaanesh!, What the fuck did you THINK would happen?!", Her father roared with sardonic laughter!
"By Nurgle!, Stop this madness you evil fools!", Egg screamed at the women, vomiting more blood in her weakened state, powerless to do more than beg for them to stop right now.
The women paused out of cautious fear, looking at the weakened frail Alpha Plus, suspicious of if she was powerful enough right now to truly harm them but erring on the side of caution. Egg slumped against her husband weakly, but managed to summon the strength to generate a sickly green glow of threat around her putrid maggoty black-feathered head.
The women flinched back in fear from the glow. They didn't know that she was harmless as a kitten right now.
The Alpha Legionnaires further reinforced this perception of authority with warning shots into the ceiling, cowing the women into submission to Egg's command.
The daemonic Matriarch approached, stronger than ever before, and currently *easily* stronger than Egg in her deeply weakened state. The Alpha Legionnaires barked at the daemon to keep back, and Egg's huge husband held her behind himself protectively.
The daemon princess paused, smiling sweetly in a way that was subtly sinister, and Egg drew all of her remaining power to herself to fight if necessary.
"My dearest granddaughter Egg, what a great service you have done for me. Absolute uncontested power at last, it feels exquisite.", the Slaanesh daemon purred playfully.
"This wasn't the plan, I wanted the men kept under control to stop all the evil and abuses they cause, not to make the *women* evil and abusive in controlling them!", Egg rasped in despair.
"Oh my dearest, this *was* the plan, *my* plan. Blessed Slaanesh is absolutely *delighted* by what I have done in slightly altering your little spell.", MA7 purred!
"You… I TRUSTED you!", Egg rasped angrily in complete despair.
"Don't despair my dearest, I still plan to do good things with this power. Just in an appropriately Slaaneshi way. We can now be a REAL Slaanesh war band, without any boys to stop me and my girls. This is going to be wonderful.", MA7 encouraged gleefully.
"Sooner or later I will be returned to my full strength…", Egg rasped in warning.
"At present I could kill you right now if I actually wanted to, and you know it. Your Alpha Legion Marines can't defeat me before I could rip your head off, and you know it… But luckily for you I am *not* your enemy. Don't be mine either…", MA7 purred warningly.
"I don't *want* to be your enemy, you are all my *family*, but I *can't* keep watching you hurt yourselves and being wicked! The Alpha Legion is my new family now, my husband and his war band don't *do* all of this sadistic stuff that you Night Lords do! Even now when I give you the chance to do something good, you do *this* with that power!, I only wanted to *help* my brother Augusta and the other boys!", Egg wept in emotion, her putrid eyes crying.
"I promise to do *some* good, at *least* the bare minimum good that would make you proud. I will use my Night Lords to make a Slaanesh worshipping empire in the Maelstrom, just a small one, and in that empire I will eliminate poverty and hunger, I will make everyone as happy and contented as possible to worship Slaanesh properly. I will enact laws and order, I will set up a civilisation where all can worship Slaanesh in peace and prosperity. Surely that is good, yes?", Grandma MA7 soothed in a voice of sudden strange reassuring kindness.
"Nurgle has *already* eliminated hunger and extreme poverty in his realms, on the planets of Nurgle the diseased inhabitants are *already* happy and content at all times as they wallow in filth in peaceful despair. Whatever you would make is but a shallow shadow of the blissful goodness of my beloved Grandfather Nurgle who loves his children unconditionally. Your rape god doesn't know the meaning of love, much less kindness.", Egg pointed out with wretched feeling.
"I would have you at my side as my granddaughter and my ally. You could help me to do great things, you could help guide my decisions to better please your ethics.", MA7 offered sincerely.
"I, I will always be your granddaughter and family member, I do not wish to be hostile towards any of you, but I *cannot* be your ally the way you wish. I cannot *endure* to see you all keep going down this path any further. I have had enough. Let us be on friendly terms but be on different paths. I have my own path to forge.", Egg wretchedly despaired sadly.
"You did *this* to my brothers and sons and nephews, but then you would just leave like a coward?!, Do you expect *me* alone to protect my men from the abuses they will surely suffer?", Her father Luke roared!
Egg sobbed in guilt at these terrible words.
"My dear brother, I will not let my fellow women *kill* our menfolk, far from it. I will help keep them safe, this is just a little bit of fun we will have.", Wendy reassured jadedly, her naked body specked with Night Lord blood, an office box cutter red with blood held in her sadistic hands.
"You propose an alliance Sister?", Luke replied sternly.
"Absolutely, a warmest alliance. Our mother needs us both united to serve her purpose, together we can achieve great things.", Wendy promised happily.
"Help me protect my men from the abuses of these sadists and you will have my support little sister.", Luke replied in a harsh daemonic voice.
"I can promise to dial back the sadism to a certain degree, but not stop it completely. The power of Slaanesh flows through me and the others, he wants the most delicious things and simply won't take no for an answer. But I can limit the fun somewhat, as a gesture of goodwill.", Wendy replied sadistically.
Egg wept at these words, feeling sick in her heart, even her Nurgle heart feeling sickened by these fucked up words.
Luke growled angrily at these words, but refrained from violence with obvious self control.
"It seems that you alone are spared from my enslaving power Luke, so I will also offer you an alliance. Serve me willingly as my own Chaos Lord and leader of my armies, and I will protect the boys with a set of rules to govern the ways my female kin may torture them. I will limit their delicious suffering, and you will serve me. Deal?", MA7 offered in a silken voice.
"I want to see your terms in writing, and I want the right to negotiate to change your terms for the sake of my battle brothers if I don't like them. Then and only then I will accept your deal.", Luke said sternly with a deep growl of warning and mistrust.
"But of course my dear son. I agree to your terms.", MA7 purred delightedly.
"What will happen with TigerLily?", Wendy asked Egg directly, changing the subject unexpectedly.
Egg glared at Wendy with intense hate and disgust.
"You used Mummy Octavia to emotionally manipulate me into forgiving her, therefore TigerLily is YOUR problem to deal with. Grandma MA7 earlier heard me saying TigerLily's true daemonic name, remember that name well and use it to control her. But pay heed that Tzeentch is her god, he will not willingly give her over to you without some price. I hope you are willing to *pay* that price. I warn you, if TigerLily goes on a galactic rampage under your care my wrath will be terrible!", Egg warned hatefully.
"I will happily keep my new servant safely under control.", MA7 promised delightedly.
"Take care of Mummy Octavia, and of my crèche siblings while you're at it. If anything happens to them I will be furious!, I want my mum Octavia looked after *properly*, I don't want her to be neglected or heartbroken!, I will be watching her treatment from afar, I'm warning you Wendy!", Egg added sternly to Wendy directly.
"Don't worry about dear Octavia and your siblings, they all have their place in my service.", Grandma MA7 promised.
"I will of course look after Octavia, I will not let her delicious ticklish body be neglected, that would be blasphemous to Slaanesh if I didn't play with her on at least a daily basis. I will *never* stop tickling her.", Wendy promised with a sadistic purr that chilled Egg.
"Look after her heart and her emotional wellbeing as well!", Egg angrily demanded.
"That goes without saying, I love and adore her.", Wendy promised happily.
Egg nodded in grim acceptance of this cold reassurance.
"I… I must go back with my husband to heal and recover my strength before I swoon, but this is *not* over. Sooner or later I will be strong again. See that I am happy with what I see you doing when that happens.", Egg warned and then promptly fell unconscious in her husband's arms, blood and maggots cascading out of her putrid Nurgle mouth…
***…
Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Wendy Sevenson felt buzzes of thrilling intense sadism all through her body as she sauntered home, stark naked and covered with dried Night Lord blood and cum. This new transformation was absolutely wonderful!
The power of Slaanesh filled Wendy with a level of sadistic depravity she had never felt before, and she could barely contain the lust and sadomasochism that now consumed her soul like never before.
Wendy entered her home silently and found her ex-wife turned cleaning slave Fetter mopping the floor of one of the front rooms of the magnificent apartment. The geriatric slave was wearing a black and white maid dress, and looked at Wendy with alarm at her blood stained naked appearance.
Wendy walked right up to Fetter and dominantly kissed her on the lips, greatly surprising her. Wendy broke the kiss but held her ageing slave's face assertively, smiling with dominant cruelty at the woman.
Fetter showed fearfully submissive body language to this treatment, and Wendy touched her on the breast without even asking, owning the body of this slave and touching it freely.
Fetter looked afraid and maybe a little bit violated, but she seemed to be deliberately forcing herself to become sexually receptive, her mouth open in forced lust.
Wendy forcefully manhandled Fetter backwards, without even saying a word, until Fetter's back was pressed against a wall below a hanging pair of chains ending in metal wrist cuffs. Fetter had time to notice her predicament a moment before Wendy grabbed her frail old wrists and lifted them up into the cuffs above her head, locking Fetter defenceless with her arms stretched up above her body.
Without a word Wendy began tickling the geriatric woman's armpits through the fabric of her maid outfit.
Fetter immediately began to croak and cackle weakly with elderly laughter, squirming uselessly in her bondage as Wendy silently tickled her without yet saying a single word to her.
Fetter's face looked tormented and deeply afraid, she was completely powerless and vulnerable, and looked so scared…
Wendy just kept mercilessly tickling her without saying a word. Fetter laughed involuntarily from the tickle, but seemed too afraid of Wendy to dare to beg or even speak a single word, as though terrified that speaking would make her fate even worse.
Wendy smiled sadistically at Fetter's obvious terror, and just kept tickling her armpits very cruelly, generating gasping laughter.
For a few minutes Wendy just enjoyed making her terrified slave suffer like this, getting enormous pleasure from every terrified laugh, not yet saying a word.
"Mercy!, Mercy please!", Fetter eventually blurted out in torment, unable to take any more.
Wendy smiled sadistically but said nothing and didn't stop, much to Fetter's dismay.
Wendy began to gently stroke and squeeze Fetter's ribs and sides through her maid outfit, thrilling with sadistic pleasure from the tormented laughter this generated in her helpless property.
"Please stop!", Fetter pleaded in tears.
Wendy looked Fetter right in the eyes and tickled her even worse, still not saying a word to her. It felt so wonderful.
"Please just speak to me!", Fetter wept in torment.
Wendy gleefully remained silent, getting off on this fear and suffering.
Fetter tried all sorts of begging but was powerless to make Wendy stop tickling the body she owned, and Wendy just continued torturing her for fun.
Eventually Fetter stopped laughing and was simply crying, and Wendy stopped tickling to grab her face dominantly under the chin with one hand, lifting her crying face. Wendy assertively licked the tears off her weeping face dominantly, making Fetter tremble with submissive terror.
Wendy kissed her slave on the lips again, completely dominant over the woman and in total control. Fetter could only sob and submit, powerless.
Wendy continued to play with her human property, cupping her breasts and giving cruelly long tickles, and grabbing Fetter on the crotch unashamedly.
"I hope I am pleasing you Owner Wendy. I hope that I can have a sexual relationship with you Owner Wendy.", Fetter fearfully suggested, sucking up hopeful of getting favourable treatment and position.
Wendy snorted at her pure cheek, pulling open Fetter's mouth and dominantly pinched the tip of her tongue and pulled it as far out of her mouth as it would go, holding it like this so that she couldn't talk. Wendy then silently continued to play with Fetter's body with her free hand, playing with her silently like a toy, deliberately saying not a word to dehumanise her.
Wendy was easily strong enough to keep hold of Fetter's tongue as she resumed tickling her to tears. Fetter tried to beg for mercy but couldn't speak without the use of her tongue.
Wendy got tired of holding the tongue after a while and let go, wiping her spit covered fingers clean on Fetter's cowering wrinkly face.
Wendy smiled a jaded sadistic smile, greatly enjoying this game with this plaything. This game was pleasing to Slaanesh, even if it was very mild.
Fetter didn't dare to speak, looking at Wendy with terror as though she was a monster. The dried blood covering Wendy's naked body seemed to especially terrify Fetter, and the unbroken refusal to speak clearly added to the uncertainty factor of this fear, making Fetter feel completely out of control, which she was.
Wendy effortlessly dominated Fetter, and picked up a pair of scissors…
Fetter was really starting to panic now, struggling in her bonds to try and escape, her face white as a sheet with fear, her old eyes wide with alarm.
Wendy lazily began to cut away Fetter's clothes with the scissors, until she was completely naked. Fetter eyed the scissors fearfully but seemed slightly more relaxed.
Wendy silently inspected Fetter's long grey-white hair, noticing split ends and hair that wasn't neatly the same length. Wendy used the scissors to slightly trim Fetter's hair, not asking for permission to change the hair of the body she owned.
Wendy dropped the scissors on the floor, to Fetter's considerable relief, and began to inspect her naked bound body like a livestock, deliberately making it humiliating for her. Fetter was looking at Wendy with terrified submission.
Wendy walked briefly to another room with sex toys on a shelf, and came back wearing a strap on with a mercifully small dildo attached.
Fetter looked at the dildo nervously, her entire body language uncertain and anxious.
Wendy gently guided the dildo up Fetter's pussy with practiced ease after 300 years of lesbian sex, and Fetter grunted slightly and grimaced a bit but didn't make any other sound or expression.
Wendy used easy motions of her hips to lazily fuck Fetter with the strap on, and Fetter gasped and groaned softly and looked at Wendy's naked body with a growing expression of arousal. Wendy just kept dominantly fucking her, and eventually Fetter was obviously getting into it and was quite wet.
Wendy indulgently fucked Fetter to orgasm, which for Fetter was little more than a grunt with her advanced physical age.
Wendy then immediately continued fucking her with the strap on, to her sounds of dismay.
Wendy was kind enough to only demand three orgasms from Fetter. Wendy used a key hanging on a wall chain next to Fetter to unlock her wrist cuffs, without yet pulling out of Fetter.
Fetter was incredibly timid and submissive as she stood impaled on Wendy's strap on. Wendy smiled dominantly and lifted Fetter's chin to look her in the eyes. Wendy then gave her timid face a dominant lick, making Fetter tremble.
"My property, my body that I own, my toy to play with any way I like.", Wendy whispered to Fetter, the first time she had spoken this entire time.
Fetter trembled nervously at these words, not daring to speak.
"I can just help myself to my toy, my toy doesn't get to ask for a 'relationship', my toy does whatever I want, doesn't my toy?", Wendy purred dominantly.
"Yes Owner Wendy.", Fetter agreed with fearful submission.
"Get dressed in a new maid outfit, clean up all the mess in this room, and then continue cleaning MY home, Fetter my property.", Wendy quietly ordered, pulling out of her.
"Yes Owner Wendy, at once Owner Wendy.", Fetter agreed with utter subservience.
Wendy simply nodded silently and continued walking through the home wearing only the strap on.
Wendy entered a dungeon echoing with screaming laughter, finding the gorgeous Octavia energetically tickling the naked Fhimra on a bondage X frame.
The pair of submissives turned their attention to Wendy, and they both immediately asked about the dry blood covering her skin in concern.
"I just had a lot of fun torturing some people with a knife today, I'm fine.", Wendy replied jadedly with a cruel smile.
"Fuck…", Fhimra whispered fearfully.
"That sounds fun.", Octavia replied happily.
"It was, but not half as fun as what I am going to do to both of you right now.", Wendy purred.
Fhimra looked nervous but also hopeful, cocking her head looking for more information.
Wendy walked up to Fhimra in the X frame and held her face dominantly, making the lesbian submissive shudder with submissive desire. Wendy gently gave her face a soft dominant slap, and turned to her beloved tickle slave Octavia.
Octavia's perfectly fuckable big breasted body was wearing only a white singlet and a tampon, currently enjoying the monthly red tears of the womb, the menstrual period.
Wendy poked Octavia in the belly through the singlet fabric, making her giggle and flinch. Octavia in turn wrapped her arms around Wendy's neck and kissed her passionately in greeting.
Wendy was delighted with this romantic greeting and returned the passionate kiss, giving Octavia more pokes to the torso to make her giggle and flinch.
"Bend over and touch your toes tickle slave, and keep touching them until I say you can stop.", Wendy ordered as soon as the kiss ended.
"Yes Owner Wendy…"
"Keep your legs straight!"
"Sorry Owner Wendy!"
"Good girl. Now do not move from that position.", Wendy said gleefully.
Octavia was standing up on her feet but bending her arms right down to keep her palms flat on top of her feet. The tickle slave was extremely flexible thanks to Wendy forcing her to stretch regularly, and she easily kept this pose.
Octavia's perfect bare ass was pointed up in the air, with her pussy just below it filled with a tampon. Octavia's white singlet was sliding down her body, Wendy helped it down by pulling it all the way down to rest crumpled on the floor around her wrists, revealing her massive bare tits hanging down upside down.
Wendy came up behind Octavia with the strap on, and spread open her ass cheeks, then sliding the dildo smoothly into her anus.
"Oh Owner Wendy!", Octavia moaned in pleasure.
Wendy used both hands to poke and dig into Octavia's upside down sides, generating squealing laughter and much squirming.
"Keep touching your toes.", Wendy warned as she tickled the squealing woman, rhythmically fucking her ass.
Octavia was an adorable bundle of squealing laughter and fidgeting and squirming, desperately trying to keep touching her toes as this was going on.
Wendy grinned with fond sadism as she tickled Octavia as much as possible, loving Octavia so much in a very sadistic way.
Octavia's hysterical laughter and efforts to hold still was utterly adorable and hilarious, and Wendy was laughing too from the fun and silliness of their mutual ridiculously adorable fetish.
Wendy had especial fun stroking Octavia's surprisingly ticklish ass crack, generating a frenzy of giggling, all the while Octavia was fucked in the ass.
Despite a lot of frantic squirming, Octavia somehow managed to keep touching her toes with both hands, beautifully submissive just as a good tickle slave should be.
Octavia orgasmed multiple times from just her ass hole being fucked, soaking her tampon with squirt. Wendy mercilessly kept pushing her to have more orgasms, and Octavia happily obliged.
Wendy pulled out of Octavia eventually and sat on the floor behind her legs, mercilessly stroking the back of Octavia's knees with small tiny fine paint brushes and feathers and other implements, as Octavia desperately kept her legs straight and hands touching her toes as she laughed hard with adorable squealing.
Wendy had a huge grin on her face as she played this game with Octavia, feeling so completely happy and content. Wendy was in her own personal happy place right now, feeling so totally gay and happy, laughing with playful joy as she kept Octavia squealing.
Eventually Octavia was tickled so much that she lost her balance and managed to fall on top of Wendy, and Wendy laughed and joyfully wrestled with her beloved on the floor, poking her all over as she squirmed about in an overly tickled storm of flailing limbs.
The pair were soon kissing passionately on the floor, then fucking, then kissing and fucking at the same time, then taking it in turns to wear the strap on and fuck each other. The chemistry between the pair was completely perfect, they were both so obviously in love with each other as they played and made love.
The giggling pair of lovers then both played with Fhimra for a while, tickling her to tears in the X frame in between giving her orgasms. Fhimra didn't seem to "mind" exactly, looking incredibly turned on by her dominant sadistic treatment.
Eventually they untied Fhimra and had a fun time together in the bath tickling each other clean, with even Wendy getting talked into having a turn getting tickled clean by the two submissives, much to Wendy's surprisingly intense pleasure. Wet breasts and female bodies glistened in the dim romantic light of the bathroom, and even Fhimra had a huge happy smile on her face as the three women erotically played.
"I am tickled the whole damn day, but I still somehow enjoyed this. You women are incredible.", Fhimra giggled contentedly.
"We are.", Wendy agreed with playful arrogance.
"My poor ticklish body might hate me for it, but I would still very much like to stay submissive to you two beautiful dominant goddesses long term.", Fhimra chuckled hopefully.
"Is that so?", Wendy asked with dominant mischief, squeezing Fhimra's thigh just above the knee so that she exploded with heavy laughter.
"Is that so?", Wendy repeated tauntingly as the Tzeentch submissive convulsed and squealed with frantic laughter.
"By Tzeentch, you are pushing me so hard, but yes I still absolutely love this!", Fhimra squealed.
Wendy simply chuckled.
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