Chapter 13H
Fhimra Pyrestrength trembled slightly as she stood with her two girlfriends Wendy and Octavia at an elegant party celebrating the new transformation of the Sevenson Cartel. Something about this party was terribly wrong.
This was a fancy cartel party on the exclusive Cartel decks of the ship, in a magnificent party hall full of mingling people. Normally in this setting the people would be expected to dress up really elegantly and act really reserved. Instead they were all dressed in fetish wear and behaving like sadomasochistic prostitutes!
Fhimra herself was wearing a bright pink skintight synthetic latex fetish wear dress with a very short skirt and plunging cleavage, thigh high bright pink kinky boots, and a bright pink synthetic leather submissive collar strapped around her neck to proclaim that she was the "collared" submissive girlfriend of Wendy. Fhimra was blushing to wear something so inappropriate to a fancy elegant high society party!
Octavia was wearing even less clothes than Fhimra, namely a dark crimson synthetic leather dominatrix miniskirt with a belt hung with handcuffs and a coiled whip and a riding crop, a matching dark crimson high midriff dominatrix corset that left her shoulders bare, and dark crimson thigh high dominatrix boots. Octavia wore no collar around her neck, showing her rank as being higher up in the submission hierarchy and dominant over Fhimra, even if submissive in turn to Wendy.
Wendy herself was dressed completely like a dominatrix in shiny black leather, with a black leather full corset, a belt hung with whips and chains, and thigh high dominatrix boots. Wendy was not wearing bottom coverings at all, leaving her ass and pussy completely bare in public!
Wendy was not even standing out in this shameless exposer, every full Cartel Sevenson woman without exception was currently bottomless in offering to Slaanesh, all of them dressed (if at all) like kinky prostitutes!
Fhimra looked around nervously as bottomless Cartel women straddled naked Sevenson Night Lords who were strapped down to bondage tables at their mercy, as the women mingled in between sexually dominating these Astartes. The Night Lords looked at the women around them with bewitched submission, gripped by a terrible enchantment enslaving them to their kinswomen.
"Hello sister, have you met my new submissive girlfriend Fhimra yet?", Wendy called jadedly to a blonde woman dressed in spiky black leather and no bottoms.
Fhimra was forced to politely mingle at these words, submissively answering a string of questions about herself to yet another sister of Wendy's. Wendy had literally tens of sisters, most of them still alive, and as a Sevenson Cartel girlfriend Fhimra was expected to meet and mingle with all of them and somehow remember all their names and every word they said.
Fhimra trembled submissively as she felt Wendy put a dominant arm around her shoulders possessively, giving Fhimra a wonderful sick thrill of submissive desire. This was all so wrong for a Tzeentch worshipper, but Fhimra felt addicted to and intoxicated by these dominant Slaaneshi goddesses.
The conversation with the sister gradually ended, with the sister excusing herself to go torture one of the restrained Night Lords in some sexually depraved way, and Fhimra was temporarily given some breathing room to just be with Wendy and Octavia.
Fhimra deliberately avoided looking at the blood as some women used knife cuts to torture these men, and instead looked at her two dominatrix girlfriends submissively.
After what Wendy had deemed to be about a week of local warp addled time, Fhimra's hellishly tickled daily existence had grown slightly more bearable. Her punishment period had ended and Wendy had reluctantly forgiven Fhimra and even accepted Fhimra as her girlfriend, putting a collar on Fhimra's neck to formalise the relationship. Fhimra was now therefore a Cartel girlfriend, and got to enjoy some of the privileges that went with this such as meeting her girlfriend's family and accompanying her to some events.
Fhimra was filled with hope for the future, feeling both happy and optimistic, but she was also very afraid and worried at the same time, for all sorts of reasons.
Being the submissive girlfriend of these tickle crazy Slaaneshi Dominatrices was a *hideously* ticklish existence even with her punishment now ended. Every single day without fail her pair of dominatrix girlfriends tickled Fhimra for at least several hours, as well as sexually dominating her in the process, to Fhimra's equal dismay and bliss. Fhimra could barely endure her sadistic treatment, but she was also blissfully pleasured by this cruel treatment, getting intense submissive masochistic pleasure.
Fhimra felt deeply submissive all the time now, and she *loved* feeling deeply submissive. The feeling of being dominated by beautiful women was completely intoxicating to Fhimra, and she got to enjoy this pleasure all the time now. The thrill of just being in the overpowering presence of these beautiful kinky women was very intense for Fhimra, making her mouth go dry with desire as she felt submissive and small.
Octavia was standing very close to Wendy, moving her face in closer and closer, before then spontaneously kissing Wendy on the lips romantically. Wendy returned the kiss romantically, her mark of Slaanesh on her cheek glowing pinkly with pleasure from the kiss.
Fhimra watched the two exquisite women kissing with lustful awe, to a lesbian like Fhimra the sight of these beautiful women kissing each other was absolutely wonderful and amazing.
Screams of pain from the restrained Night Lords made Fhimra flinch out of her bewitchment, and she remembered that she was in a terrible place where something absolutely awful was going on.
Fhimra didn't want to look at the blood and the red dripping steel knives all around her. She ignored all of the horror and the torture and depravity, focusing only on the two kissing objects of her desire.
Fhimra timidly moved right up to her two girlfriends and pressed her lips in to the side of their lips to join in the kiss.
Wendy and Octavia happily tilted their faces sideways so that the two way kiss became a three way kiss, and Fhimra sighed in ecstasy as she felt this erotic kiss on her lips from her two lovers.
Fhimra felt so far away from anything bad as she basked in this kiss, feeling the warm contentment of a Tzeentch worshipper who has succeeded in their plans. This was *so* lovely and good and perfect, life was good and Fhimra was complete.
The screams got worse, jolting Fhimra out of her happy place. This place was spiritually sick and evil. These people in the room were evil…
"Can we go home soon, and make love?", Fhimra submissively suggested hopefully, wanting any excuse to get out of this terribly evil place.
"No need to go home to do that.", Wendy purred, cupping Fhimra's vagina assertively through her pink latex dress.
Fhimra groaned erotically from this touch and attention, but felt a chill of moral sickness, deeply disturbed by her surroundings.
Wendy dominantly walked Fhimra backwards until her legs bumped against a cruel bondage table with a naked Night Lord chaos space marine bound to it with immensely strong chains. Fhimra looked back at the bound Astartes with horror.
Wendy pushed Fhimra backwards down half on top of this bound Astartes, and climbed over Fhimra to kiss her down into the space marine's powerful abdomen!
Fhimra was dismayed but too intoxicated by Wendy's dominant advances to resist, moaning softly as she was kissed wonderfully.
The Astartes unexpectedly began to loudly laugh!
"Not on my armpits!", the Night Lord hissed in dismay.
"But that's what armpits are for.", The playful voice of Octavia teased back mischievously.
Fhimra turned her head to see that Octavia was gleefully stroking the Night Lord's nearest massive armpit with her fingertips, a playful sadistic expression on her beautiful face. The Night Lord was laughing hard and looking tormented, but his terrible face also looked savagely sexually aroused by Octavia.
"I'm not going to stop.", Octavia teased playfully in an adorable voice, enthusiastically stroking the defenceless armpit.
Wendy laughed and climbed off Fhimra to sit straddling the marine's chest, gazing down at him with dominant mischief.
"Aw, is Octavia tickling you submissive slave?", Wendy taunted the giant brute sadistically.
The Night Lord shuddered with bewitched submissive desire at Wendy, looking up at her with worshipful eyes.
"Does it tickle when a woman strokes your armpits like this?", Wendy asked tauntingly, stroking both his armpits at the same time, making him laugh in torment.
"Yes Mistress Wendy!", the Night Lord cackled submissively.
"Yes, it looks like it does.", Wendy agreed with a sadistic smile, not stopping.
The Night Lord was clearly completely bewitched and infatuated by Wendy, looking at her with worshipful submissive desire.
Octavia happily helped Wendy, and together they tickled him with enthusiastic sadism, with great big happy jaded smiles on their faces.
Fhimra didn't dare to touch him, not wanting any part of this. The spell bewitching the Night Lord was powerful but not infinitely powerful, it might fail and the Night Lord might seek revenge. It was not wise to torment a super soldier like this.
Fhimra looked down his prone spread eagled massive body and saw that he had a huge erection over the two women, so erect that it looked ready to burst!
Fhimra submissively drew Wendy's attention to this fact.
"Oh what is this?, Are you aroused?", Wendy teased the man with playful dominance, crawling down his body to look at it closely.
"Yes Mistress Wendy, savagely aroused by you.", The Night Lord admitted with a grimace of lust.
"You know that I am a lesbian don't you?", Wendy taunted mischievously.
"That turns me on even more!", The Night Lord lamented, groaning with lust.
"All three of us are enthusiastic pussy eaters, and here you are with no pussy at all to please us with.", Wendy teased.
"I'm bisexual.", Octavia corrected, crawling down to grab the penis and play with it in her hands.
"Oh yes.", The Night Lord sighed with bliss at Octavia stimulating him.
"Will you not play with me too?", The Night Lord asked Fhimra unexpectedly.
Fhimra started, unsure how to reply.
"Yes come join me girlfriend, we must be pleasing to Slaanesh.", Wendy commanded.
Fhimra was not happy with this command, but submissively obeyed, crawling over to Wendy on his huge chest.
"Are you on birth control?", Wendy asked Fhimra quietly.
"No, I'm a lesbian.", Fhimra replied nervously.
"Then you had better use your mouth.", Wendy purred!
"You can't mean?!"
"Suck it, suck his dick.", Wendy ordered sadistically.
"I don't consent to going against my sexual orientation!", Fhimra exclaimed in dismay.
"I will suck it.", Octavia said happily and sucked the massive head as well as she could with her mouth.
"You are not going to last long as my lover if you keep refusing to obey my orders Fhimra.", Wendy warned coldly, making Fhimra thrill with fear of loss.
"I don't want to be disobedient ma'am, I really want to obey you. I just can't do certain things like heterosexual stuff. I can't help it that I'm a lesbian.", Fhimra pleaded her side.
"You didn't even try. If you had just tried and failed I would not have been angry.", Wendy warned icily.
"I… I will try it…", Fhimra whimpered in a whisper.
"Good girl.", Wendy replied quietly.
Fhimra felt sick as she forced herself to crawl up to Octavia. Wendy had changed in a horrible way that Fhimra really didn't like ever since the curse had been cast, making her more callous and jaded and sadistic than even what she had been previously. The Wendy before would have NEVER forced Fhimra to do heterosexual acts!
Sick to her stomach, Fhimra lowered her mouth to the long thick veiny shaft protruding from Octavia's sucking mouth, and extremely hesitantly put her lips very gently on the side of the shaft, feeling intensely sexually repelled.
Fhimra fought back her nausea as she mouthed at the shaft gently to ease herself into this act, and she forced herself to give the skin the smallest of licks…
Fhimra recoiled from the intense masculine taste on her tongue!
"Push through your reluctance and obey your Mistress.", Wendy warned Fhimra dominantly.
Fhimra gulped and nodded, giving another small lick that sickened her to her stomach.
"Octavia stop sucking so that Fhimra can suck.", Wendy ordered with gleeful sadism!
Fhimra was pale and cold all over as Octavia pulled her mouth away, everyone looking at Fhimra expectantly!
Fhimra gulped and nearly swooned, but fearfully forced her face towards the huge swollen masculine head, alarmed by its sheer size!
Fhimra shook all over as she forced herself to gently kiss the organ with her lips, her entire being violently repelled and repulsed.
Fhimra kissed the head hesitantly all over, delaying doing the disgusting.
"Don't just kiss it!, Put it in your mouth submissive!", Wendy harshly demanded!
Fhimra squeaked with fright and put her open mouth on the head, the head so big that she could barely fit all of it in her entire stretched open mouth!
The intense manly taste was overwhelming in her poor lesbian mouth, everything about this act was just horrible!
Crying silent tears Fhimra sucked, fighting back intense waves of nausea, feeling violated.
"Aw, look at those tears. Poor little lesbian forced to suck a cock.", Wendy taunted sadistically!
Fhimra couldn't help but thrill with submissive pleasure at these words, feeling so completely dominated by the beautiful dominatrix. Fhimra continued to suck, soothed slightly by this psychological pleasure she got from Wendy's domination.
"Be careful with your teeth!, You have SO many teeth biting me!", The Night Lord hissed at Fhimra.
"You will take as much biting as I say you will take, you submissive little bitch of a man!", Wendy chastised him with deliciously severe dominance.
The bewitched marine moaned with submissive pleasure at this stern rebuke and agreed with complete submission.
"Bite him even harder Fhimra.", Wendy sadistically ordered.
Fhimra was too dominated to do anything but obey, and she bit the penis head as hard as her gentle femininity dared, driving her multiple rows of teeth into the erect meat.
The marine screamed in pain but also pleasure, and Fhimra submissively continued sucking as she bit, her adrenaline rush so extreme that she almost felt drugged right now.
Wendy cruelly encouraged Fhimra with dominant words, and Fhimra continued to obey with sick adrenaline, her mind in complete turmoil.
Without warning her mouth was filled explosively with the last fluid any lesbian wanted in her mouth, and she pulled her mouth off in horror, semen cascading out of her open mouth!
Fhimra babbled hysterically with dismayed violated emotion, sobbing and spitting violently, so profoundly upset.
"Well done!", Wendy encouraged gleefully, putting a dominant arm tightly around Fhimra's shoulders as she sobbed hysterically.
Fhimra cuddled her girlfriend hysterically for comfort, feeling so upset by what had just happened.
"You are such a good girl Fhimra. I'm proud of you.", Wendy encouraged dominantly.
Fhimra was comforted by being called a good girl, but she still couldn't compose herself at all.
Wendy then began to dominantly lick all the semen off Fhimra erotically!
"Yuck, man juice. But this is pleasing to Blessed Slaanesh so I will lick it.", Wendy chuckled jadedly.
Wendy kissed Fhimra passionately in an open mouth kiss, putting her tongue in Fhimra's mouth, and she dominantly licked all traces of sperm from Fhimra's mouth, swallowing it all away.
Fhimra calmed down gradually from the kiss of her dominant lover, and was eventually no longer crying as the passionate kiss just continued. The Night Lord was now laughing hard in the background, Octavia returned to tickling his armpit, but Fhimra tuned out this sound as she basked in the wonderful kiss.
Fhimra felt very peaceful by the time Wendy broke the dominant kiss, all the earlier hurt kissed away and forgotten.
"My submissive girlfriend.", Wendy said fondly, stroking her face intimately.
"Yes Dominatrix Wendy.", Fhimra replied with soft romantic submission.
"I like it when you are an obedient girl. I want you to be obedient, no matter how sadistic my orders are. Will you be obedient from now on?", Wendy asked quietly.
"Within safe sane and consensual I agree to be obedient ma'am.", Fhimra carefully amended.
Wendy tutted in displeasure at these words.
"I want you to be obedient no matter what.", Wendy softly warned.
Fhimra was dismayed by these words, but her desire for the two Dominatrices was so strong. Fhimra wanted Wendy so badly, even if it was so horrible!
"I will obey you, (gulp), no matter what Mistress Wendy.", Fhimra agreed fearfully.
"And stop asking for a safe word.", Wendy added!
"But…", Fhimra began frantically but then fearfully stopped.
"Safe words are very naughty. Girls who say safe words should be punished for it. Are you a naughty girl?", Wendy asked warningly!
"I will be tickled to death by Octavia without a safe word. She just doesn't stop!", Fhimra pleaded her case.
"Just as you should be.", Wendy purred!
Fhimra gulped and trembled with fear.
"You wanted to be our submissive girlfriend. You have to take everything that comes with it.", Wendy warned with a silken purr.
"I want to stay in this relationship, I am just trying to negotiate terms of submission like any sub would.", Fhimra respectfully replied.
"If I give you a safe word, I don't want you to use it with any regularity. I think that using it should incur a punishment.", Wendy said dominantly, her intoxicating face intimately close to Fhimra's.
"What punishment?", Fhimra asked nervously.
"A loss of privileges for the rest of the day. You will be excluded from any pleasurable activities for the rest of the day. Absolutely no sex, no orgasms, no joining in with any playtime. You are going to sit in boredom and think about what a naughty girl you are for saying the safe word.", Wendy warned!
"The whole day?! So if Octavia tickles me till I puke in the morning and I say the safe word, I don't get to make love to you AT ALL that night!?", Fhimra exclaimed in horror.
"That's right. I'm not going to reward naughty behaviour that offends Slaanesh, if you say your safe word then you are *going* to be miserable for the rest of the day.", Wendy replied cruelly.
"I, I still want the safe word. Just in case I need it. Though I thought that Octavia didn't get punished like that for saying her safe word with Fetter?", Fhimra whined tragically.
"Octavia doesn't even say safe words unless she is completely bored. She doesn't say it to stop any activity that is actually pleasing to Slaanesh. You on the other hand probably would. And I don't give Octavia a safe word with me at all, I have total power over her. You are asking for special treatment.", Wendy replied.
"But Octavia is a tickle slave, I am your girlfriend.", Fhimra reasoned.
"You *are* a tickle slave.", Wendy corrected!
"Am I?", Fhimra asked nervously.
"Of *course* you are. You are literally my slave, and I tickle you all the time. You are my tickle slave, *I* decided that you are this, you don't even get a choice in this matter. Tickle slaves don't need safe words, they need to laugh.", Wendy happily said sadistically!
Fhimra panicked slightly at these words, but she also felt extremely aroused at these words, feeling so dominated and submissive.
"Please let me have a safe word anyway Mistress Wendy.", Fhimra humbly requested.
"Very well. Choose a safe word.", Wendy said with a sigh.
"Um, what's a word I won't say by accident… Tyranid?", Fhimra suggested.
"You might say that in conversation. Pick another word.", Wendy disagreed.
"Um, I need time to think about this.", Fhimra said with a frown.
"Well while you don't have one, I will tickle you till you vomit.", Wendy said sadistically.
Fhimra thought she was joking, but Wendy immediately started squeezing Fhimra's lower thighs just above the knees through her kinky boots, tickling her terribly and making her squeal with laughter!
Wendy didn't stop and Fhimra laughed unceasingly, squirming frantically but submissively not giving any strong resistance.
Wendy still didn't stop, minute after minute she didn't stop squeezing Fhimra's lower thighs, and Fhimra got more and more frantic and tormented as it went on.
Fhimra begged, she pleaded, she desperately asked for mercy, but Wendy was relentless. Fhimra was eventually crying heavily, but still Wendy did not stop!
Fhimra tried to escape, but Wendy ordered Octavia to help hold Fhimra down, and she wasn't strong enough to fight off both of them at once!
Long long after any humane person would have stopped, Fhimra wretchedly vomited with choking laughter. Traumatised and tortured.
Wendy finally stopped at this point, leaving Fhimra sobbing and traumatised. Wendy was a monster!
***…
Octavia was a bit concerned as she comforted the sobbing Fhimra with a soft cuddle, sitting together on top of the bound body of the ticklish Night Lord. Fhimra was covered in puke and looked very upset.
Fhimra was sobbing out half formed words in her trauma, trying to speak but clearly too upset, and Octavia just kept cuddling her to give her aftercare.
Octavia hugged the small woman tightly into her massive breasts, and kissed her hair, making soothing noises. Fhimra pressed into this hug emotionally, obviously comforted by Octavia.
Octavia decided to use her auras to help speed Fhimra's recovery, and fed power into all of her most potently comforting lust auras. Fhimra reacted instantly and seemed to supernaturally completely recover in moments.
"That Slaaneshi power is wonderfully soothing.", Fhimra sighed in relief.
Octavia smiled, and absentmindedly lowered the power levels.
"No don't stop!, I need it!", Fhimra sobbed in tears immediately.
Octavia started and returned full power, and Fhimra relaxed again.
"I have post traumatic stress. I am a wreck without that aura. Please just let me heal my emotions for longer, your auras are soothing me.", Fhimra requested.
Octavia nodded encouragingly, and joyfully cuddled her submissive girlfriend with her aura at full power as she wished.
Fhimra shuddered with pleasure as she snuggled in the aura, and she rapidly became horny from the intense lust the auras generated. Fhimra raised her face submissively from the tight cuddle and kissed Octavia passionately.
Octavia erotically returned the kiss, feeling strangely fond and protective of Fhimra.
Gone was the naughty girl who had wanted to break up Wendy and Octavia to get Wendy for herself. Octavia had very thoroughly tickled the naughtiness out of Fhimra over the course of a week, until she was completely penitent and utterly submissive to Octavia. Octavia was forgiving by nature and had forgiven the girl, and had agreed to be her long term shared girlfriend with Wendy, with Fhimra being completely submissive to both women.
Octavia had then simply continued tickling Fhimra each day almost exactly as much as she had when Fhimra was being punished, but tickled her more lovingly and mixed in acts of sex and intimacy while tickling her all day long.
Fhimra was frantic in bondage on a daily basis, but she was so submissive that she was intoxicated by Octavia even during these times, afraid of Octavia but desiring her even more than she feared her. The lesbian submissive was completely infatuated with Octavia and Wendy, grovelling in submissive worship before them no matter how cruelly they treated her.
Octavia was a tickle slave at heart, and lived to be submissive to a sexually dominant tickler, but so long as she was submissive to such a tickler Octavia was very comfortable being the dominant tickler of another tickle slave in the same dungeon, which Fhimra now was.
Octavia got great pleasure and fascination from exploring Fhimra's body to tickle her, remembering how Octavia herself had been tickled in these places and trying to replicate it in another person. Octavia was completely obsessed with her tickling fetish, and Fhimra made a very handy test subject to explore the other side of the fetish, much to Fhimra's screaming laughter each day.
Octavia kissed her own submissive tickle toy happily, feeling a growing bond with the woman. It was only natural to be fond of a woman that you daily tickled until she vomited and shitted herself, intimate acts bred intimate feelings.
"So mean. The pair of you are just SO mean to me every single day, but I keep crawling back for more. I hate it but I love it, but I hate it, but I love it even more. I get so turned on and wet from all the cruelty and domination, even when I'm crying my eyes out.", Fhimra whispered to Octavia vulnerably.
"Oh my dearest, that is how I feel all the time too. That is what all Slaanesh worshippers feel. You want more and more even when it's torture.", Octavia admitted happily.
"But I don't worship Slaanesh, I worship Tzeentch. My focus is hope and possibility, not lust. It's just that I hope for an extremely pleasurable goal. Now that I have my goal, I find myself in a crisis. How can I hope for that which I already have and that which is torture?", Fhimra asked, the words completely confusing Octavia.
"I don't understand.", Octavia admitted.
"At the moment I'm trying to keep hoping for new possibilities in the future, but I've already gotten what I want. I have two *gorgeous* dominatrix girlfriends who dominate me around the clock, but my god wants me to keep hoping for new things even when I am so content. So I'm trying to hope for new little changes in the relationship to make it better, but Wendy keeps dominating me and forcing me to accept things as they are. Tzeentch's worshippers are not meant to experience contentment.", Fhimra tried to explain.
"You could hope each morning that I won't tickle you quite so much.", Octavia suggested with a playful smile.
"Oh I do every morning, I assure you. That is my eternal hope that never comes to pass. But it's not much of a hope to hope that one of my Dominatrices shows me mercy, when I am powerless to make her agree to it. I know that you won't.", Fhimra chuckled.
"You wanted us to train you to increase your endurance.", Octavia reminded Fhimra.
"I still want that. I *want* to be able to take it all day without puking and crying. You have no idea how dominated I feel when you have me strapped down and you just won't stop tickling me, it turns me on so hard, I get crazy wet over you doing that to me. But I still want you to stop even though I love it.", Fhimra admitted with a sigh of arousal.
"I will just keep tickling you for hours each day until you can take it, then I will tickle you even more until you can endure that as well. I will train you to be my good little suffering machine.", Octavia promised mischievously.
Fhimra shuddered with lust at these words and kissed Octavia romantically.
Octavia smiled and stroked Fhimra's neck around her submissive collar, making her giggle and flinch. Octavia kept tickling her neck, and the submissive girl was soon giggling hard, beautifully submissive and not resisting.
Octavia kissed Fhimra's giggling lips again and was just about to do more when Owner Wendy called for the pair to come to her.
The pair of tickle slaves obediently went to Owner Wendy, who was now standing beside the plaything bondage table, and Owner Wendy dominantly cleaned the vomit off their skin and latex outfits with her tongue erotically, moaning obscenely from the taste.
All licked clean, the pair of submissive women followed Owner Wendy as she led them to a gathering of bottomless Sevenson women who were sitting on chairs with dildos attached to the seats. They were obviously about to have some sort of important part of the party.
Fhimra got alarmed by the dildo chairs, but Owner Wendy easily dominated the woman into lifting her skirt and pulling off her panties, and Fhimra sat down on a dildo with a grunt of dismay. Octavia was much happier to sit on a chair of her own beside Fhimra, moaning in pleasure from the penetration.
Wendy sat too with a jaded moan on Fhimra's other side, and Octavia sweetly encouraged the badly blushing Tzeentch worshipper with a pat on the shoulder.
Not all of the Night Lords were bound, with some standing guard around the doors with weapons in hand in their power armour. Some of these Night Lords walked silently up to the gathering, led by Luke who looked really *really* pissed off in his bare headed terminator armour.
MA7 and TigerLily walked behind these marines, approaching the gathering with grave dignity. MA7 looked happy and the same as always, just bigger and more powerful than before. But TigerLily was warping so badly in the warp that Octavia got a headache just trying to look at her. TigerLily was definitely a giant humanoid figure with giant wings on her back, her body blue but her clothing white, but beyond these details she was almost impossible to make out clearly, her form warping slightly in position in a constant blur so that her exact details were impossible to see.
"Don't look at TigerLily!, You will go mad if you look at her for too long!", Fhimra frantically warned Octavia.
Octavia certainly felt a headache from looking at TigerLily, and looked away as advised, instantly feeling better the moment she looked away.
Wendy also was not looking at TigerLily, none of the people were looking directly at her.
Octavia instead looked at the Night Lords, noticing her son Augusta among them with his power armour helmet removed and held in one arm!
Octavia waved at her son excitedly, and his gaze was drawn to her. His face looked at her with a strange expression of intense submissive desire, in a way that he never had before.
"Augusta my baby boy, come here and say hello to your mother.", Octavia called happily without thinking that he might be busy.
"Yes Mummy!", Augusta replied loudly with absolute submission, and strode towards her as though bewitched, abandoning his comrades.
"Hello Mummy.", Augusta said in a highly submissive voice as soon as he reached her.
"Why are you talking like that Augusta?", Octavia asked in confusion.
"I am compelled to obey you Mummy, I have no choice.", Augusta replied very submissively.
"Oh dear. Stay here and sit on the floor next to me and tell me all about it.", Octavia said sympathetically.
"Yes Mummy!", Augusta loudly agreed and sat on the floor next to her very submissively.
"Stop sitting there and get back to your place in the body guard Augusta.", Owner Wendy ordered impatiently. Apparently this was creating a scene in the gathering.
"I cannot disobey my Mummy to obey you Mistress Wendy. Mummy has more authority over me than you do.", Augusta replied with submissive apology.
"Do what Owner Wendy said.", Octavia said quickly in surprise.
"Yes Mummy!", Augusta said obediently and left.
"What the hell was that?", Octavia asked to no one in particular.
"It is the Sevenson blood line curse. All the boys are now submissive to the girls. Most especially they are bound to the will of their mother, you now have absolute power over Augusta second only to my mother herself.", Owner Wendy explained.
"Oh my poor baby!", Octavia lamented in dismay.
"But Octavia isn't a Sevenson, why does she have any power under the curse?", Fhimra asked, confusing Octavia.
"She is his *mother*, the curse makes the boys submissive to female kin in general, not just those of Sevenson blood. Mother figures in particular have extreme authority over their sons now.", Owner Wendy explained.
"So if I say 'Augusta stand on your head' or something he will just obey me?", Octavia asked curiously.
Off in the distance Augusta stood on his head awkwardly!
"Stop standing on your head!", Octavia called in dismay.
Augusta returned to his feet immediately…
"Yes he will always obey you, and he will obey his other female kin too. You have to be careful what you say.", Owner Wendy impatiently informed Octavia.
The entire gathering was now looking at Octavia with a variety of expressions, and she stopped talking in embarrassment at interrupting the gathering.
MA7 was now talking, giving an opening prayer to Slaanesh in a daemon language, and every seated woman except Fhimra gyrated up and down on their dildo seats in offering to Slaanesh.
With frantic embarrassed pokes from both Owner Wendy and Octavia, Fhimra reluctantly gyrated very slightly, blushing hard and looking very uncomfortable.
Octavia orgasmed again and again in worship, as did Owner Wendy and the other women.
"No no I can't do this!, I can't worship another god!, Tzeentch is getting angry with me now!", Fhimra suddenly protested, getting off her dildo chair!
Octavia gasped at this blasphemy, as did every other woman in earshot. Fhimra was desecrating a sacred worship ritual right now!
"I can't!, I can't I can't I can't!, I have to leave before I get devolved into a chaos spawn!", Fhimra exclaimed hysterically, running away to a distant corner of the room in tears!
Octavia and Owner Wendy were both deeply offended by this act from their girlfriend, but they had to keep giving Slaanesh orgasm offerings lest they desecrate this worship act even more.
For now Fhimra was safe from retribution, but the pair would be VERY cross with her when they finally finished this worship gathering.
To Octavia's surprise, TigerLily herself walked after Fhimra, going over to her and putting a giant comforting hand on her back, apparently encouraging her in her faith in Tzeentch or something.
Owner Wendy glared suspiciously in their vague direction, deliberately not looking at TigerLily to avoid going mad. Owner Wendy clearly suspected Fhimra of being in league with TigerLily and was obviously getting paranoid.
"I think I need to find a new girlfriend.", Owner Wendy whispered to Octavia darkly.
"You are the boss, but please reconsider Owner Wendy!", Octavia begged submissively in dismay.
"I don't know Octavia, I don't know if this woman who embarrasses me and blasphemes like this is worthy of being my official girlfriend. What is my collared sub doing talking to TigerLily right now!, I can do better.", Owner Wendy whispered angrily.
"I like having a tickle slave to tickle when you are away at work Owner Wendy.", Octavia requested sadly.
"She can still be a tickle slave for you to play with, just not my girlfriend who I bring to these events. I am absolutely *humiliated* right now!", Owner Wendy whispered crossly.
"Yes Owner Wendy, I like that I get to keep her Owner Wendy.", Octavia said with great relief.
"I will keep her, (sigh), but she is demoted from girlfriend to tickle slave. Now I just have two tickle slaves to occupy my dungeon. I will go back to dating, and get a dominatrix this time like I originally planned.", Owner Wendy sighed.
"You could still marry me Owner Wendy.", Octavia suggested unsubtly.
"I love you Octavia, but I still want to find a dominatrix wife. I promise I won't bring home another sub.", Owner Wendy gently soothed.
"You have absolute power Owner Wendy, but sometimes I want to punch you you know.", Octavia replied hurt by this rejection.
"You *dare* to say such insubordinate words to your owner?", Wendy asked warningly with extreme dominance.
Octavia shuddered with submissive desire at these stern words.
"I just love you so stupidly much and I want to be your wife. We are made for each other, why do you keep rejecting me!", Octavia replied with passionate sincerity.
"I love you so stupidly much too, but I think that me getting a dominatrix wife will be great for both of us. I'm never going to get rid of you, I'm just going to add another person who can add to our love.", Owner Wendy reassured defensively.
"I have no choice but to obey you Owner Wendy.", Octavia sulked, feeling hurt.
"Yes that's right you have no choice tickle slave!, I expect you to accept my decisions without question!", Owner Wendy snapped, also getting upset and emotional.
"Yes Owner Wendy.", Octavia sulked submissively.
Owner Wendy sighed.
"I'm sorry Octavia. I don't want to fight with you. I just want you to trust me to know what is best for both of us. If getting a Dominatrix really doesn't work out, if I'm really not a sub anymore, then I promise to marry you. But I have to be sure lest our marriage fail like last time.", Owner Wendy assured her.
Octavia spontaneously kissed Owner Wendy, crying happy tears at these wonderful words.
Fhimra was now sheepishly returning, but covering her crotch protectively to indicate that she didn't want to use the dildo chairs.
"I'm sorry that I caused a scene Wendy and Octavia, please forgive me.", Fhimra began humbly.
"You have been demoted from girlfriend to tickle slave.", Owner Wendy said immediately.
"What!?", Fhimra exclaimed in upset shock.
"You are just my second tickle slave now, no longer my girlfriend.", Wendy elaborated.
Fhimra immediately began to cry and beg for her to reconsider.
"Nothing is really going to change in your daily life, you will still be our submissive tickle toy. I just won't be introducing you to anyone as my girlfriend and I probably won't bring you to any more events.", Owner Wendy soothed gruffly.
"But I want romantic love with a dominant lover, not just sex slavery!", Fhimra sobbed tragically.
"I *suppose* I could let you date and find a suitably dominant wife. If you get married to a free person with my consent then you are automatically set free under 'freedom by marriage' laws.", Owner Wendy offered generously.
"But I really like both of you…", Fhimra whimpered brokenly.
"I'm not kicking you out.", Owner Wendy reminded her.
"Please give me another chance Wendy. I really like you and I thought we had something special?", Fhimra begged hopefully.
"If you can't even not embarrass me in front of my entire family and not desecrate a sacred worship ritual, then you are not going to occupy the position of being an official Cartel girlfriend. I have decided to return to dating to find a dominatrix. You can stay as our shared tickle slave, or you can date someone else.", Owner Wendy said firmly.
"You are not a sub Wendy, you maybe used to be, but you aren't anymore. You are an *exquisite* dominatrix, please be *my* exquisite dominatrix.", Fhimra begged adamantly.
"Then you can be our tickle slave that lives in my dungeon. Your sensitive body won't be left neglected.", Owner Wendy encouraged.
Fhimra shuddered with desire at these words but she still looked upset.
"I will stay as your tickle slave, but I am really sad.", Fhimra said tragically.
"Yay!, I get to keep playing with you then.", Octavia said happily, glad to still have her playmate.
"I get to be your girlfriend Octavia?", Fhimra asked hopefully.
"As long as it's not exclusively monogamous then yes, you can be my girlfriend.", Octavia cheerfully agreed.
Fhimra sobbed with happiness and hugged Octavia emotionally, looking so relieved.
Octavia smiled and kissed Fhimra sweetly, feeling so happy to have Fhimra "out of the way" but still getting to keep her.
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