Chapter 19H
Octavia felt glum with jealousy as Owner Wendy went to extreme lengths to proclaim her romantic interest in Mistress Lash, the romanticism was being pushed to the ridiculous!
The number of fresh mutant flowers from the surface of Stōørølø was so vast that they had been delivered to the palace by forklift, by *multiple* forklifts!
Over a Terran metric ton of beautiful flowers had been set up around the palace by Stōørølø labour slaves as a gesture of romance towards Mistress Lash alone and not for Octavia!
It was SO romantic and it was all for another woman!
Not only the flowers but also the musician bands and orchestras playing romantic music, and the romantic meal at the romantic table where only Owner Wendy and Mistress Lash were invited, without even Octavia being invited to take part!
At this very moment Owner Wendy was dressed in her most gorgeous black dress having a romantic dimly lit candle lit dinner with Mistress Lash, their table surrounded by a metric ton of flowers and an army of hired musicians and waiters and other servants. It was the most romantic thing Octavia had ever seen and she wanted to cry because it wasn't for her!
Octavia was not alone in looking jealous, Fhimra also looked jealous as did every Dominatrix in the entire palace. The Dommes were so jealous that they didn't even play with the two tickle slaves, just standing around a respectful distance away watching the romantic candle lit dinner with jealous misery.
The naked Octavia walked over to the naked Fhimra, and put an arm around the stripy patterned back of the Tzeentch worshipping fellow tickle slave, mostly just to comfort Octavia herself with warm human contact. Fhimra returned the gesture putting a stripy arm around Octavia's back and the pair of tickle slaves held each other comfortingly.
"You still have me girlfriend.", Fhimra told Octavia softly in reassurance.
Octavia squeezed Fhimra a little tighter at these sweet words but still felt terribly jealous.
"Watching their date won't make you feel better.", Fhimra quietly told Octavia.
Octavia merely grunted at this.
Fhimra briefly let go of Octavia and went to the nearest of the excessive flowers. She gathered a large bouquet of flowers one flower at a time, and then returned to Octavia.
"For you my dear beloved girlfriend.", Fhimra said romantically, giving Octavia the flowers,
Octavia smiled at this sweet thoughtful gesture and kissed Fhimra on the lips, feeling a bit better.
"We can have our own romance, I could get a bowl of fruit, lay out a blanket, we could have a candle lit indoor picnic.", Fhimra suggested.
"That does sound romantic…", Octavia acknowledged with a touched smile.
Fhimra took Octavia by the hand and led her away, gathering up a bowl of fruit, a blanket and a lit candle in a metal candle stand. Fhimra took Octavia to one of the deserted rooms full of romantic flowers and set up the picnic blanket and the fruit bowl and candle. Fhimra then romantically kissed Octavia's hand and bid her to sit down cross legged on the blanket in the nude.
The equally naked Fhimra sat down cross legged on the blanket, giving Octavia a complete view of her stripy pussy, and she took one of Octavia's hands romantically.
Octavia smiled, this was really romantic and she felt special.
"You are absolutely beautiful Octavia.", Fhimra praised her, making Octavia smile even more.
Octavia played with a strand of her curly long brown hair with her free hand absentmindedly, an instinctive response of body language showing sexual receptivity, smiling and feeling really special.
The pair of them ate some fruit, fresh from the mutant forests of the planet Stōørølø, and it tasted good, it tasted really good, the pleasure of the taste adding to Octavia's overall pleasure at this romantic picnic.
Fhimra repeatedly praised Octavia, telling her that she was beautiful, telling her that she was special, telling her that she was cherished by Fhimra. It was achingly romantic.
Octavia couldn't stand the romantic tension and kissed Fhimra to break it, and she did not stop kissing her.
The pair of them kissed and kissed and kissed, as romantically as possible, and Octavia laid herself down with her legs spread in offering to Fhimra.
Fhimra picked up the candle with a smile and held it above Octavia's supine body, and Octavia thrilled with orgasmic pain as hot candle wax dripped down on her skin around her tummy.
Fhimra moved the candle around in the air, dripping stinging hot wax on Octavia's tits with wonderful pain.
Octavia moaned in pleasure as more and more of her chest and belly was pattered with dripping hot wax, making Octavia wet and aroused.
Fhimra put down the candle and gently put Octavia's feet in her lap. Fhimra then took one of the romantic flowers and stroked the soft petals over Octavia's feet.
Octavia thrilled with the intense pleasure of being tickled and she giggled orgasmically from this romantic stimulation.
Fhimra very softly continued tickling Octavia with the flower without stopping, and Octavia struggled to keep her feet still in Fhimra's lap, loving it but incredibly ticklish.
Octavia reached a hand down to her pussy and softly masturbated as her feet were tickled with the flower, filled with intense pleasure.
Octavia felt amazing as she had a ticklish orgasm, feeling incredibly romantic.
Fhimra continued to tickle Octavia with the flower petals, stroking up her legs now, and Octavia kept masturbating herself to multiples. The flower stroked Octavia's inner thighs near her finger stuffed pussy, and Octavia was in heaven. The flower continued to explore her ticklish body, playing over her wax splotched belly making her giggle and snort.
The flower played over Octavia's huge breasts as she masturbated in bliss, wonderfully tickled. Octavia raised her free arm above her head to offer her armpit to Fhimra, and the flower stroked this intensely ticklish place, making Octavia laugh blissfully. This was so sensual.
Octavia looked up at Fhimra really seeming to notice her in a deeply romantic sexual way in a way that she rarely had. Octavia had done every kind of sex with Fhimra so many times in the past, but Octavia was a colossal slut who would fuck literally anyone, sex itself wasn't special for Octavia. The kissing with Fhimra had admittedly been a touch more intimate than a casual encounter, but this too came easy to a nymphomaniac slut like Octavia. But this moment right now was different, Octavia was looking at Fhimra differently.
Fhimra looked so weird, but not weird in a way that was ugly or unattractive. Her skin was so evenly striped with so many different human skin tones that it was impossible to say that her skin was more one colour than another, the various skin tones perfectly balanced with each other. Even her face didn't help to narrow down her ethnicity much, her nose and cheeks and chin and other features were distinctly mixed race and blended, impossible to pin down as any one particular ethnicity. Her long hair was either very light brown or very dark blonde, but so on the line that even this could not be narrowed down, and her hair was neither straight nor wavy but somehow both at the same time.
Fhimra was everything at once depending on where you looked. On the one hand she was the blackest woman alive, on the other hand she was the whitest woman alive, and she was every colour in between. Bits of her were nearly jet black, bits of her were white as Wendy herself, bits of her were all shades of brown, bits of her were olive, bits were tan, bits were gammon red, bits were everything. She was a woman with no ethnicity, or all ethnicities at once, endless possibilities in a way that was fitting for a Tzeentch worshipper.
She was small, but cute small not abnormal small, and was obviously very young yet still an adult. She was slender from youth but had a pleasant amount of tits, but not huge tits, fun sized but well within the natural norm for a woman of her build and proportions. She was just a normal pretty woman, not a surgically perfected fucktoy like Octavia or Owner Wendy, but she was still sexually attractive in a humble unassuming way.
Even Fhimra's eyes were stripy, simultaneously blue and brown, hazel and grey and green, it looked so weird but it suited Fhimra, drawing attention to her eyes in a way that made her seem more attractive. Fhimra further drew attention to her eyes with black eyeliner framing her eyelashes, her makeup subtle yet carefully used for maximum effect for the least effort.
Even more than Fhimra's body, Octavia was attracted to Fhimra's mind and personality and character. She was intelligent, very intelligent, and she focused all of this intelligence into her romantic life. She noticed little things, she was sweet and thoughtful, she was always optimistic and was always quick to give other people hope.
They were so compatible too. Fhimra was a tickle slave just like Octavia, and Fhimra loved being tickled. She might complain and beg the entire time, but she still loved it. Fhimra would masturbate herself to exhaustion at the end of hours of tickling at Octavia's hands, she got incredibly horny from it. Octavia thoroughly approved of this.
And right now Fhimra was being just so sweet and romantic with Octavia, taking her on this romantic picnic, giving her flowers, praising her and being sweet, and giving her so much pleasure so sensually. It really was lovely and thoughtful.
Octavia reached up with her free hand and gripped Fhimra by the arm, gently pulling her. Fhimra moved with the pull and Octavia pulled her down on top of Octavia, stopping her masturbation to wrap both arms around Fhimra. Octavia then kissed Fhimra passionately, fully seduced by her.
Fhimra gave in to the passionate kissing with her eyes closed in romantic bliss, hungrily kissing Octavia with gentle aggressiveness, sighing softly in pleasure as she kissed.
Octavia got lost in the kissing, losing all track of time or awareness of anything else, feeling wonderful kissing her thoughtful romantic girlfriend.
Eventually after an eternity of blissful kissing Fhimra broke the kiss, holding her face intimately against Octavia's face. Octavia smiled at her, feeling a deep sense of connection with her.
"This was so wonderful.", Octavia whispered to Fhimra fondly.
"It's not over yet.", Fhimra whispered back fondly.
"I feel bad that I have yet to take you on a date like this.", Octavia said apologetically.
"We have both been rather busy, being tickle slaves and all, I understand that it's hard to be romantic when we live laughing in bondage so much.", Fhimra replied softly, giving a small kiss.
"I owe you a romantic date next time we have the time.", Octavia told her girlfriend fondly, giving a kiss of her own.
"I thank Tzeentch that I met you Octavia. My life with you is heaven, every day with you is just amazing.", Fhimra told Octavia intimately.
"I thought you liked Owner Wendy?",
"I do, but she is not my girlfriend. She broke up with me, made me just her tickle slave. But you didn't break up with me, I am romantically yours Octavia.", Fhimra said tenderly, giving another kiss.
"You are sweet.", Octavia replied fondly.
"You give me so much pleasure every day, the way that you dominate me so perfectly and tickle me wet as wet can be wet for so long that I go crazy, then finish me off with more orgasms than I thought possible, and how you then tickle me all over again when I think I'm exhausted and you force me to have even more orgasms. I hate it so much but it feels better and better even when I'm screaming, the last orgasms when it is agony are the most intense pleasure I have ever felt. Nobody makes me cum like you make me cum Octavia, it's incredible.", Fhimra whispered romantically.
"I want to give you some pleasure back, I want to do romantic things to show you just how much I appreciate you.", Fhimra added tenderly.
"I have barely tickled you at all lately, the dommes keep tying me up so much and taking you to other rooms.", Octavia said with a combination of disapproval and approval.
"They make up for your absence, they take me away and tie me up and they tickle me so much that I piss everywhere. I love it, but I miss you when you aren't there with me.", Fhimra chuckled.
"They do the same to me, I just get tickled constantly the whole day, they only stop to tie me in different positions or to let me eat and drink and shit, it's heaven, but it's even better when you are there with me. I like looking over from my bondage to see you laughing beside me.", Octavia said happily.
Fhimra briefly kissed Octavia again at these words.
"Before I became a tickle slave like you I didn't think I could possibly endure it, but now I can't imagine going without it. It's SO bad, but it's so SO much better than it is bad, I just feel so much pleasure from joining your lifestyle Octavia. It's a good way to live.", Fhimra said serenely.
"It's the absolute best way to live, the ONLY way to live, to *really* live at least.", Octavia agreed honestly.
"Thank you for letting me into your lifestyle Octavia, thank you for being so good to me, (in such a mean way), thank you for talking Wendy into letting me stay when she wanted to throw me out, thank you for everything.", Fhimra thanked Octavia romantically.
"You are so very welcome.", Octavia replied warmly.
"I have so many hopes for our future together girlfriend, we have so many possibilities for living happily ever after. So many pleasures await us, I just know it with fierce hope.", Fhimra said in a confiding tone of almost scarily extreme hope, her Tzeentch worshipper religious nature showing through her careful figurative mask that she showed to the public.
Octavia smiled fondly, finding this both encouraging and adorable.
"Our two gods are currently allies in the great game, Tzeentch and Slaanesh stand together as brothers against Khorne and Nurgle right now. We have common cause both in the flesh and in the spirit. The positive emotions of lust and hope against the negative emotions of rage and despair, as it should be. Together we can hope for the greatest pleasures with all our hopeful might, feeding both our patron gods as one. Wouldn't it be romantic to do a worship act together?", Fhimra very cautiously suggested hopefully.
"How would that go exactly?", Octavia asked cautiously, her guard going up slightly at the suggestion of feeding worship energy to another chaos god and potentially offending Octavia's own god Slaanesh.
Octavia was not the smartest woman alive, but she knew enough of the culture of chaos worshippers to see what Fhimra was trying to do here. To an outsider it might appear that Fhimra was trying to trick Octavia into worshipping Tzeentch or even fully converting to change gods, but what Fhimra was attempting to do was actually far more romantic than that horrid suggestion.
To most worshippers of one or all chaos gods, their religious faith worshipping the god or gods was one of the most important and intimate parts of their lives. What Fhimra seemed to be doing right now was to invite Octavia into this very special and private part of her life, and it was actually an incredibly romantic gesture of trust and connection for Fhimra to offer this to Octavia, and was only being offered because of the fact that Octavia was Fhimra's romantic girlfriend.
"I am not asking you to do anything that will displease Slaanesh, nor displease Tzeentch for that matter. I'm inviting you to join with me as we imagine what wonderful pleasures the future has in store for us. Can you fantasise with me about all the wonderful things that await our ticklish bodies?", Fhimra offered vulnerably, obviously taking a leap of faith in trusting Octavia right now.
"I can do that.", Octavia softly agreed, deciding to make a show of trusting Fhimra without further questioning.
"Thank you!", Fhimra said emotionally and kissed Octavia hard, clearly having feared rejection and deeply touched to instead find acceptance.
"What ways do you hope to be tickled tomorrow?", Fhimra asked softly and slowly with barely contained enthusiasm.
"On my tummy. I want my tummy to be squeezed in this spot right here like this.", Octavia said, demonstrating by squeezing her own tummy with her own hand, but disappointed by the fact that she couldn't really tickle herself.
"Tell me about this hope, describe the fantasy to me.", Fhimra enthusiastically pressed.
"Well I want to be tied up in some position so I can't move, and I want my tummy to be squeezed in that spot as intensely as possible all day long, I want to laugh so hard that I can only just breathe.", Octavia said hopefully, growing wet at the thought and filling with lust.
"More more, how does this fantasy happen, tell me how you see it coming true!", Fhimra pressed with energetic enthusiasm.
"Well tomorrow in the morning I could ask the Dominatrices to tickle my tummy with squeezing in bondage all day long, and hopefully they will say yes and do it.", Octavia said daring to hope that this might happen, getting so wet that the picnic blanket now had a wet patch under her ass.
"Now believe that it will happen, tell yourself that tomorrow you *will* get your tummy tickled perfectly all day long, it will feel SO good and it is going to happen, you can feel that it will happen and it's so wonderful!", Fhimra pressed excitedly.
Octavia got so wet just thinking about these words that she grabbed hold of Fhimra and kissed her passionately, unable to focus enough to feel this hope that Fhimra wanted.
"Slaanesh is intervening, making you horny to distract you from hoping. Perhaps we can try this a different way?", Fhimra said unhappily, breaking the kiss!
"Is Slaanesh displeased with me?!", Octavia exclaimed in alarm.
"Only because we tried it the wrong way. There *must* be some way of doing this so that we can worship together.", Fhimra said hopefully.
"We are having a romantic date my girlfriend, perhaps now is not the best time to experiment with worship techniques?", Octavia said gently.
"I, (sigh), I suppose you are right. Experiments are not the most romantic activities. I just thought that it would be incredibly romantic if we could worship together. I want you to be a part of my worship life, it would be so romantic if we could transcend our faith differences and unite spiritually.", Fhimra sighed in romantic disappointment.
"It was very romantic of you to try, it made me feel special.", Octavia reassured, kissing Fhimra tenderly.
"You *are* special, I… I love you Octavia…", Fhimra said vulnerably.
Octavia was deeply touched by this beautiful admission and kissed Fhimra again.
"Do… Do you love me too?", Fhimra asked anxiously.
"I'm well on the way, but not quite there yet. Give me time.", Octavia said gently.
"I guess it's a bit soon. But I firmly hope that you will.", Fhimra chuckled, obviously trying to save face.
"I am *deeply* fond of you Fhimra, you are fun, you are smart, you are beautiful, I am glad you are a part of my life. But love is the final step of the path of romance, and I am greatly enjoying the journey getting there. Live in hope as I savour every step of the way.", Octavia said romantically and kissed Fhimra intimately.
Fhimra smiled at Octavia lovingly.
"Well I love you Octavia, and I have the hope to wait for you to love me in return.", Fhimra said tenderly.
The pair lay on the picnic blanket cuddling tenderly in the nude, Octavia's front still splotched with now hardened wax. The candle had burned down a bit but was still burning with romantic flickering light.
"I feel so wonderfully comfortable right now, this is so relaxing.", Fhimra said contentedly from the naked cuddle with Octavia.
"I could almost fall asleep.", Octavia agreed fondly, very comfortable.
"We could have a nap together.", Fhimra suggested tenderly.
"Half of me wants to nap, the other half wants to tickle you. I can't decide what I want to do more.", Octavia replied fondly.
Fhimra tensed at these words.
"You are making me wet when I want to have a nap, that's mean.", Fhimra said cutely.
"I like being mean to you.", Octavia replied cutely.
"The dommes will come tickle us both soon enough, let's nap now while we can.", Fhimra whined cutely.
Octavia poked Fhimra in the side, making her flinch and explode into brief giggling.
Fhimra's face was now split with a huge grin of ticklish anticipation, her body language very jumpy and defensive.
Octavia grabbed her tummy and squeezed, generating squealing laughter.
"You are so mean!, I wanted to nap!", Fhimra giggled cutely but said playfully rather than really offended.
Octavia poked Fhimra in the tummy.
"You are making me wet tickling me.", Fhimra grumbled cutely, completely adorable.
Octavia grinned playfully and tickled her even more.
Fhimra was far too sexually submissive to actually resist or try to escape, and just kept snuggling naked against Octavia as she was poked and squeezed in the middle, giggling and laughing and cutely complaining.
"You are making me too horny to nap even if you stop.", Fhimra grumbled cutely and kissed Octavia on the lips erotically, turned on by being tickled.
Octavia returned the kiss and kept tickling her, and Fhimra spread her legs invitingly, looking horny.
Octavia mischievously tickled Fhimra around the crotch without quite touching any part of her pussy, and Fhimra very gently slapped Octavia's arm playfully in frustration.
"Be nice.", Fhimra complained.
"But I'm mean.", Octavia replied playfully and tickled her even more.
"You are making me so fucking horny, I just wanted to nap.", Fhimra complained adorably.
"Ok then you can nap.", Octavia said suddenly, leaving her alone.
"You get me so horny and then you just stop?!, That's even meaner!", Fhimra crossly grouched adorably.
"Well make up your mind.", Octavia teased, tickling her again to squealing laughter.
Fhimra cutely begged and squealed and complained adorably as Octavia playfully kept tickling her, and Fhimra began to energetically masturbate as she was tickled and teased.
"When I cum you stop and we have a nap!", Fhimra demanded through her giggling laughter.
"No promises.", Octavia replied with a grin.
"Please don't be mean, I want to snuggle you and fall asleep after this!", Fhimra begged, still laughing and masturbating energetically.
Octavia teased her and kept tickling her.
Fhimra arched her body forward and writhed in pleasure, and groaned deeply in an orgasm.
Fhimra flopped down on the picnic blanket looking deeply relaxed.
Octavia poked her in the side.
"Please don't tickle me even more, I want to have a nap.", Fhimra giggled.
Octavia held up her finger to poke her again.
"Don't you dare.", Fhimra warned.
Octavia poked her in the belly anyway, making her squeal out a single laugh syllable.
"You are lucky that I love you, you are making me cross.", Fhimra said adorably.
Octavia poked her again.
"You are so naughty."
Octavia poked her again.
"How do you like it!"
Octavia flinched from an intense tickling poke to her extremely ticklish belly and squealed out a laugh of delight.
Fhimra poked her belly over and over again in rapid succession, making Octavia laugh energetically and curl up in a playful defensive ball.
Fhimra poked into the sides of the balled Octavia and she sprung out of her ball, sprawling over the picnic blanket giggling in ticklish delight, smiling up at Fhimra.
"By Tzeentch I love you so fucking much.", Fhimra said down to the sprawling giggling smiling Octavia, and leaned down to kiss her on the lips.
Octavia poked Fhimra in the side again.
Fhimra flinched out of the kiss with a cross giggle.
"You are so aggravating."
Octavia poked her again.
Fhimra poked Octavia.
Octavia poked Fhimra,
The two tickle slaves were now laying on the blanket gasping with laughter as each poked the other faster and faster. Octavia was tickled so hard that she was laughing hysterically, but she just kept poking Fhimra no matter how much Fhimra poked her.
This adorable tickle fight continued until both tickle slaves got horny, and the pair masturbated as they poked each other.
It was fun, really fun, just playful and happy and funny, both girlfriends giggling all the way to climax.
Octavia moaned blissfully as she squirted in orgasm all over her fingers, and Fhimra likewise moaned hard in climax.
Fhimra snuggled against the sweaty Octavia, cuddling her lovingly.
"I want to have a nap.", Fhimra said seriously.
Octavia was too comfortable and relaxed to continue this game right now and just nodded, cuddling Fhimra intimately.
The pair softly kissed as they slowly drifted off to sleep, faces pressed together romantically.
Soon Octavia and Fhimra were sleeping soundly on the picnic blanket, wrapped in each other's arms in glorious comfort.
It didn't last long, not even an hour.
The pair of lovers stirred awake at the hard clacking sound of Dominatrix high heels on a metal floor.
"The tickle slaves are in here!",
"Aw look, they have set up a cute little picnic, how adorable."
"Rise and shine lovebirds, it's tickle slave play time."
Octavia and Fhimra groaned sleepily and stretched femininely, blinking sleepily. The tickle slaves didn't have safe words and had no choice but to obey the Dominatrices and endure whatever they chose to do to them.
Octavia's ear was twisted hard with blissful pain and she was forced up to her feet by hard tugging on her twisted ear. Fhimra was hissing in pain standing with her ear twisted in the grip of another Dominatrix.
The two tickle slaves were rapidly poked all over the belly and sides by more dominant hands than they could hope to fight off, both held in place by their painfully twisted ear in a merciless grip. Octavia squealed with energetic laughter, and she could see Fhimra laughing hard overwhelmed by a swarm of poking hands of her own.
Octavia's wrists were handcuffed behind her back, as were Fhimra's, and the two tickle slaves couldn't really do much as they were tickled even more.
Fhimra gave Octavia a cute grouchy look through her hysterical laughter.
"We could have enjoyed a longer nap if you hadn't tickled me!", Fhimra roused at Octavia adorably in her tickled laughing voice.
The hysterically laughing Octavia shrugged, it had been fun.
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