Chapter 20H
Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Wendy Sevenson smiled delightedly at the sight of the completely cummed out sexually satisfied looking sweaty naked body of Mistress Lash on the bedsheets, Wendy had 300 years of lesbian sex experience and few women could withstand her sexual prowess.
Mistress Lash made a feminine croaking groaning noise, trembling slightly on the sheets, eyes unfocused in a pleasure coma of perfect bliss.
Wendy was very happy and pleased with herself, she had surprised even herself with her ability to seduce Mistress Lash with an unstoppable barrage of overwhelming romance.
Metric tons of flowers, romantic dinners, music, long walks, mind blowing sex. Mistress Lash had never stood a chance.
Mistress Lash looked completely and utterly seduced after days of constant romance, her resistance was eroding away by the hour. Wendy really was the queen of romance, this was almost easy.
Mistress Lash made more groaning noises of exhausted pleasure, her elegant olive skinned naked body covered in sweat, her heavy geisha makeup smudged and smeared all over the sheets and Wendy's face, her elaborate geisha hairstyle disheveled with loose strands of jet black hair hanging out over the sheets. Her kimono and underwear lay crumpled on the sheets nearby, removed and discarded hastily in the height of passion.
Wendy's whip marked bruised naked body was smeared all over the crotch and breasts with white smeared geisha makeup from where Mistress Lash's face had been, and Wendy's saliva glistened wetly on strategic erogenous places on Mistress Lash's sweaty naked body. It had been a wild romp in the sheets.
"Get that smug look… Off your face… You cheeky slut…", Mistress Lash groaned weakly at Wendy from her sexual defeat, trying to muster her dominance.
Wendy submissively apologised and set her face to look less smug, but on the inside she was buzzing with smug satisfaction.
"May I offer you some more pleasure Mistress Lash?", Wendy offered submissively.
"You trying to kill me girl?", Lash croaked.
"Permission to be just a little bit smug Mistress Lash?", Wendy asked adorably in submissive hope.
Mistress Lash laughed, but shook her head.
"When I recover my stamina you won't dare to be smug, I will stripe your bottom red and throbbing.", Mistress Lash warned.
Wendy thrilled with pleasure at these words and promised that she wouldn't be smug.
At this moment Octavia and Fhimra were led naked into the bedroom in handcuffs by all of the remaining Dominatrices who hadn't been culled yet, and the Dominatrices all looked at Mistress Lash and Wendy in jealous misery, all bitterly coveting Wendy for themselves.
Octavia and Fhimra were both released from their handcuffs and they happily crawled onto the bed, crawling towards their Owner Wendy submissively. Wendy kissed both the tickle slaves in greeting, getting especially passionate in kissing Octavia.
The other Dominatrices took off their shoes and got onto the giant bed in their Dominatrix outfits, walking over the sheets to dominantly surround Wendy and the tickle slaves.
"Good evening mistresses.", Wendy greeted the women submissively.
The mistresses replied icily, and Wendy thrilled with submissive pleasure.
Fhimra and Octavia softly began to kiss each other erotically next to Wendy, slightly surprising her but not at all bothering her, and Mistress Lash sat up in bed, femininely stretching her slender arms above her head with a highly feminine groan of contentment.
Wendy swallowed, feeling so wonderfully submissive around Mistress Lash, but the dominant goddess simply continued to gracefully stretch femininely, ignoring Wendy for now.
The other Dominatrices got in between Wendy and Mistress Lash to try to physically exclude their unstoppable rival in this dating race, and Wendy was forced to submit to these less worthy suitors for a while.
Wendy enjoyed it as the other Dominatrices spanked her bottom hundreds of times, but they were still second best to Wendy's crush Mistress Lash, who alone seemed able to spank Wendy properly.
Mistress Lash got up and walked naked into Wendy's ensuite bathroom, followed by the sounds of the shower running. Wendy gazed at the ensuite bathroom door longingly, wishing to join her in the shower.
Wendy was still submissive to the other Dominatrices however, right up until the moment she culled them, and had little choice but to obey them and let them play with her body as they wished.
A while later Mistress Lash emerged from the ensuite bathroom with all of her makeup washed off and her body and hair wrapped in a towel. She looked so different without the geisha makeup, just a beautiful Asian woman in her 40's, with the beauty of her younger years still just hanging on but gradually fading. This wasn't a problem, some rejuvenation drugs could reverse these symptoms of age very easily, Wendy would get Mistress Lash booked in for rejuvenation treatment the moment this dating race was over.
Mistress Lash removed the towel from her elegant slender body and gracefully dried herself as Wendy watched lustfully.
"Do my eyes deceive me or am I being peeped upon by the unworthy eyes of a horny little slut?", Mistress Lash said sternly!
Wendy apologised profusely and stopped looking, giving Mistress Lash some privacy to dry herself in peace.
Wendy continued to be dominated by the other Dominatrices, and Mistress Lash dressed herself in traditional oriental sleeping clothes of great elegance, looking very graceful.
"Now you may look at Mistress Lash.", Mistress Lash said dominantly.
"Yes Mistress Lash.", Wendy said submissively.
Mistress Lash looked so normal with her long black hair hanging loose around her neck and shoulders like any other woman, it was difficult to sometimes remember that a geisha was still just a normal woman underneath. Wendy personally preferred the geisha look on Mistress Lash, it was so much more dominant looking, but even without it Mistress Lash had the pose and body language of a peerless Dominatrix, just exquisite.
Wendy was dominated still further, whipped and beaten wonderfully as Mistress Lash elegantly got comfortable under the sheets. Octavia and Fhimra were energetically scissoring with each other on the other side of the bed, both of them moaning hard. Wendy had been very distracted lately but it seemed that the two tickle slaves had gotten a lot closer in their relationship recently. Wendy would have to ask them about it later if she ever found the time.
Wendy was eventually released by the Dominatrices, and had a much needed shower and brush of her teeth. Mistress Pain, (one of them at least), then ambushed Wendy in the shower by sneakily joining her in the shower, obviously trying to get Wendy alone to try to impress her.
Wendy moaned as the hard bodied Mistress Pain dominated Wendy in the shower, thrilling all over as the dominant woman cupped Wendy's large breasts in the shower and put her fingers inside Wendy.
Wendy enjoyed this shower sex, kissing Mistress Pain submissively under the spray as they made love. Mistress Pain was still a contender and might take the lead if Mistress Lash dropped out. Wendy couldn't ignore her, there was a nonzero chance that Mistress Pain might be Wendy's next wife.
Wendy felt wonderful as she returned to bed in the nude, all clean and shaved and smelling nice, and Wendy got under the sheets with Mistress Lash eagerly.
"What is a naked slut doing invading my personal space so brazenly?", Mistress Lash asked strictly.
"May I please sleep beside you Mistress Lash?", Wendy asked hopefully.
"Not dressed like that you can't you horny little slut.", Mistress Lash said coldly.
"I'm sorry Mistress Lash, what should I wear Mistress Lash?", Wendy apologised submissively.
"At the very least some panties you horny little slut, better yet a nightie of some sort to treat me with respect. If I want your tits and your twat hanging out I will strip you, in the meantime remember that I am a distinguished lady.", Mistress Lash said with delicious dominance.
Wendy respectfully agreed and put on a pair of panties and a pink satin slip nightie decorated with Slaanesh symbols.
"Much better, you may lay beside me in bed.", Mistress Lash allowed strictly.
Wendy happily got under the sheets with Mistress Lash, edging as close as she dared, desiring to touch her but fearing her displeasure.
Mistress Lash reached out under the sheets and dominantly held Wendy, rolling Wendy sideways and pulling her back into a dominant spoon with Wendy as the inside spoon.
Mistress Lash's hand then played over Wendy's body from behind, grabbing big handfuls of Wendy's massive tits roughly, squeezing and letting go, squeezing and letting go, like kneading pastry dough.
Wendy groaned in pleasure from this treatment, silently praising Slaanesh as she was dominantly pawed at.
Wendy felt very relaxed and content as she lay in this spoon having her tits dominantly played with by the dominant object of her desire. Wendy had a hard crush on Mistress Lash and getting this physical attention from her felt wonderful.
Mistress Lash was silent as she pinched and twisted Wendy's nipples through her nightie fabric, and Wendy was simultaneously wet while also so relaxed that she could fall asleep.
"I must admit that this *is* lovely, I could torture your nipples all night long.", Mistress Lash whispered in Wendy's ear dominantly from behind.
Wendy smiled and happily agreed that it was lovely.
"You really make it very hard not to be swept off my feet, the romantic lengths you have gone to are embarrassing. I don't know if anyone has ever been given a metric ton of flowers before.", Mistress Lash sighed.
"I am only a flesh and blood woman, my heart can only take so much before I am overwhelmed.", Mistress Lash said with yet another romantic sigh.
Wendy thrilled with hope at these words.
"I am steadily more warmed up towards you Wendy, my poor heart is melting under all of this, this, this ridiculousness you lavish upon me. If you do not stop stealing my heart I may have to steal your last name to get even with you.", Lash chuckled.
Wendy thrilled at these words, Lash was saying that she was warming up to agreeing to be Wendy's wife!
"You are so naughty overwhelming my poor heart like this. I don't know how many more romantic activities I can take, and the sex afterwards too, you are sweeping me off my feet.", Mistress Lash whispered with a deep sigh.
"That's my plan Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied happily.
"But why me. I'm not young, I wasn't even a serious contender. What makes me so much better than anyone else?", Mistress Lash asked seriously.
"I am 300 years old, to me you are young. Rejuvenation treatments can easily make you young if you wish.", Wendy said seriously.
"But why single me out with this outrageous display of romance?", Mistress Lash pressed.
"Because you are the best, because you won't neglect the tickle slaves, because you are my long term friend and because I know that you are sincere, not just some gold digger who doesn't care about me. Lots of reasons.", Wendy said tenderly.
"We *are* friends, but the friendship has gotten well and truly weird now. I don't know how it could ever go back to normal after this.", Mistress Lash complained with a chuckle.
"Girlfriends is still a type of friends Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied cutely.
"I like the sound of that.", Mistress Lash whispered with a deep sigh of defeat.
"I look forward to being collared by you Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied romantically.
"I, (sigh), I will collar you as my own submissive girlfriend. I can't take anymore romance or I will swoon.", Mistress Lash sighed in defeat.
Wendy squealed with delighted joy.
"But finish this damn race, let the others receive places in the race to help their careers.", Mistress Lash added quickly.
"Yes Mistress Lash.", Wendy happily agreed.
"I don't want to give up my art, at least not the bits that really matter to me. I have apprentices to teach, I have community work to take part in, and I have a few regular subs who really need me.", Mistress Lash said seriously.
"I already suspected that this might be the case. I understand that you have your own life, I won't ask you to give that up.", Wendy happily reassured.
"I will still make as much time as I can for you and the tickle slaves, my apprentices need training but I can double it up with you and the tickle slaves as practice subjects for them to train their skills on. I could also include you and the tickle slaves in my volunteer work, so that we have maximum time together. I think that it would be good to get those girls out of the dungeon occasionally and do things with them.", Mistress Lash said, apparently thinking out loud.
"That sounds lovely Mistress Lash.", Wendy happily agreed.
"I have so much to think about before I make solid plans about our lives together, I will have to rearrange my schedule. But I am optimistic that this can work. I will do my part to make this relationship work. But be warned that I have very high expectations of you, you have been a lifestyle submissive for 300 years, so I expect the most perfect discipline and submission from you. I will go easier on the two tickle slaves because they are so much younger, but I won't go easy on you at all.", Mistress Lash outlined firmly.
"Yes Mistress Lash.", Wendy submissively agreed.
"Your submission to me will be a perfect work of art, like nothing I have ever seen before. To get to work on a sub as experienced as you every single day in my own new home, I can do so much. I can make you into the perfectly submissive woman, I can discipline you to perfection. I'm so excited to get started.", Mistress Lash said with artistic obsession and enthusiasm.
"That sounds absolutely perfect Mistress Lash.", Wendy enthusiastically agreed, excited and aroused at this thought.
"I need to go through a submission contract with you of course, set your limits, rewards and punishments, safe word if you use one, all the usual things.", Mistress Lash continued seriously.
"I don't have a safe word Mistress Lash, and I don't have hard limits, heterosexual stuff is a soft limit, but a limit I will push past at your slightest command. I traditionally like to have aftercare periods in bed at the end of the day where the submission is dropped until morning, so that I can talk to my Dominatrix like an equal about important things and make shared decisions.", Wendy said humbly.
"Your terms are reasonable to me but I would amend them slightly. Specifically the part about dropping submission and talking to me like an equal in bed at the end of the day. I am *not* your equal, not even during aftercare. But I can be your affectionate better during these times, you will treat me with respect but you may speak your mind during those set times, provided that you speak to me with respect.", Mistress Lash said dominantly.
"Yes Mistress Lash, I will remain submissive even during aftercare, provided that I can, (very respectfully), speak my mind and make shared decisions with you about important life decisions.", Wendy submissively negotiated.
"That's acceptable to me. I am happy to share decisions with you about money matters and other such things, we are joining our lives together after all. In some ways we will be just like any other couple.", Mistress Lash happily agreed.
"We will also have to organise our wedding Mistress Lash.", Wendy delicately raised.
"You haven't even proposed yet, heck we aren't even officially a couple yet until the end of this dating contest nonsense. I want to be your girlfriend for a while before you go dragging me to the altar.", Mistress Lash chided in fond annoyance.
"I'm sorry Mistress Lash, you are right of course.", Wendy said immediately, seeing her point.
"I have to move in with you too, move all of my stuff and find somewhere in your home to put it. I have to get in touch with everyone I know and tell them my new address, I have a lot of sudden disorder in my carefully ordered life.", Mistress Lash chuckled.
"I'm sorry to cause you problems Mistress Lash.", Wendy apologised with spineless submission.
"You are worth it, you damned heart thief.", Mistress Lash chuckled fondly.
"Thank you Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied with fond submission.
Mistress Lash sighed contentedly and cupped Wendy's breast in a great handful.
"I'm just so… Happy… Is that the word?, Smitten perhaps?, I don't know the word to describe what I am, but I am that word more than I thought possible. This has been so romantic.", Mistress Lash sighed again.
Wendy smiled at this, but remained silent.
"You naughty little slut seducing me so hard, making me fall for you. I'm a hopeless romantic and you exploited my weakness.", Mistress Lash said fondly.
"I'm not sorry Mistress Lash.", Wendy said with adorable playful submission.
"I will just have to punish you for the rest of our lives to get even. Spankings, tickling, floggings, beltings, you will be disciplined like no slut ever was before.", Mistress Lash chuckled adoringly.
"I'm a lucky slut than Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied warmly.
"Damn right you are a lucky slut.", Mistress Lash agreed with playful dominance.
The pair of them continued to spoon and speak softly, smiles on their faces, and Wendy felt so content getting dominantly spooned and groped on the boobs.
The other Dominatrices were either in the bed already or were doing their own things before bed. The suitors didn't strictly have to sleep in Wendy's bed or even stay the night, but those who had made it this far all insisted on sharing her giant bed to be near her. Wendy was submissive to all of them until they were culled and wouldn't dream of telling a Dominatrix date that she couldn't sleep in Wendy's bed, that would just be unthinkably rude and insubordinate.
Octavia and Fhimra were both laughing and giggling adorably out of Wendy's view somewhere on the other side of the massive bed, and from the dominant dialogue it was obvious that they were being tickled by some of the Dominatrices.
"Ple-he-hees!, I need a shower!", Fhimra was laughing and squealing adorably.
"I am sweaty ma'am!, I will smell!, Please!", Fhimra squealed ticklishly.
Wendy chuckled at this adorable dialogue.
"All right then, I will tickle you clean in the shower.", one of the Dominatrices said with dominant playful mischief.
Fhimra squealed in adorable dismay at these words, and Wendy saw Fhimra being led by a painfully twisted ear into the ensuite bathroom by one of the (now naked) Dominatrices.
"Octavia have you had a shower recently?", Wendy called dominantly to her human property.
"Not since this morning Owner Wendy.", Octavia giggled ticklishly.
"I want you to have a shower at some point tonight before you sleep, beg the majestic Dominatrices if you have to but I expect it to get done.", Wendy dominantly commanded.
"Yes Owner Wendy!, Mistresses my Owner ordered me to have a shower, may I please be untied and allowed to obey her?", Octavia giggled with complete submission.
The Dominatrices teased her a bit and pretended to refuse, but then untied her after she begged a bit more and they accompanied Octavia to the ensuite bathroom to keep playing with her in the shower.
The shower echoed faintly with the slightly muffled ticklish laughter of Fhimra and Octavia.
The bed was mostly empty now, with just a few Dominatrices laying or sitting in bed doing their own things to unwind from the day, Wendy and Mistress Lash lay spooning in a quiet bed with slightly more privacy than before.
"You are quite a Domme yourself with those two tickle slaves.", Mistress Lash said conversationally in a soft voice.
"They both keep telling me that I am a Domme, I keep telling them that I'm really a sub.", Wendy chuckled.
"You are a switch surely?", Mistress Lash said in surprise.
"In a way… Perhaps… Yes Mistress Lash, but only in certain situations and with certain people. I'm still proudly the sub I have always been in general.", Wendy submissively allowed.
"There is nothing wrong with that at all. Sex is a very personalised individual thing, there is no 'rule' saying that subs can't be dominant over certain people. But usually I would 'technically' class such a sub as being a switch, cause they switch between dominant and submissive.", Mistress Lash said encouragingly.
"Yes Mistress Lash, I am familiar with what a switch is, I just don't like to think of myself as a switch. My entire identity as a person is built around the fact that I am a sub, for 300 years I have been Wendy the submissive. It's a core part of the identity I see myself as having, it's just… It's just extremely personal to me Mistress Lash.", Wendy submissively explained.
"Then I will call you a sub.", Mistress Lash said encouragingly.
"Thank you Mistress Lash.", Wendy replied gratefully.
"Well as a sub-with-subs you are quite the Domme to those girls, for a nonprofessional amateur I am very impressed actually.", Mistress Lash said encouragingly.
"Thank you Mistress Lash. I have been dominating Octavia for years now, almost ever since we got divorced she has been my tickle slave, (not counting that whole incident with her so-called 'husband' absconding her at the start). It started out mostly as just a way of punishing her for the divorce and the whole husband saga at first, I was so cross with her and it felt cathartic to dominate her like this. But she loved every second of her so-called punishment and eventually I forgot that I was even trying to punish her, I just kept tickling her day after day.", Wendy honestly confided.
Mistress Lash made a little noise to prompt Wendy to continue talking.
"Well it's complicated. Mistress Talon and I originally bought Octavia to be our tickle slave and lover, our girlfriend essentially but very much our tickle slave. Well you know all this Mistress Lash, but when Mistress Talon died I was distraught and I rebounded hard onto my tickle slave girlfriend Octavia. I was a wreck with grief and I used Octavia as a crutch to get me through. I… I forced the poor girl to take Mistress Talon's place, to be my new Dominatrix, and Octavia tried so hard, she really did."
"It was sweet, it was really sweet, the marriage was so sweet. Octavia loved me so much and was incredibly sweet with me. She tried so hard to be the Dominatrix I wanted, neglected her own needs just to please me, but I was selfish and I didn't appreciate her. It all fell apart so fast, for a while I just *hated* her, I hated her so much. It was a lot of things."
"The loss of baby Franklin, the day I lost my tiny baby all because of Egg, and Octavia crying not for Franklin but crying for Egg, the way Octavia just *forgave* Egg as though my lost baby meant nothing. It was the beginning of the end. I tried to keep it going for maybe a year, I really did, but then when her son Augusta shot Mandy over that stuff with Liling, and Octavia took Augusta's side *yet again*!, I just divorced Octavia on the spot at that point.", Wendy recounted, silent tears in her eyes now.
"Octavia hurt me, she was supposed to be on my side but she wasn't and it hurt me so much. The Inquisition took away my baby alive, are currently doing Slaanesh only knows what horrible things to him, and all that Octavia could do was cry over 'poor little perfect Egg', the girl with a little halo over her head, when my own baby son is just *nothing* in her eyes apparently!, I, I *hated* her for that, I was too submissive to tell her at the time but I hated her so fucking much!"
"That must have been hard.", Mistress Lash said compassionately.
"Octavia is… She is *stupid*, she is literally stupid, and it's all my fault that she is stupid. Back when she was my tickle slave at the very beginning, Octavia worshipped the false Emperor of the horrific Imperium of Man. It was… Awkward, it was uncomfortable, it was just in the way. I made a decision that has made me feel like shit ever since and I took a very active approach in converting her to worship Slaanesh.", Wendy confessed in a grim whisper.
"What did you do?", Mistress Lash asked very quietly.
"You must promise never to tell Octavia first Mistress Lash, the truth would destroy her.", Wendy whispered adamantly.
"I won't tell her anything that would so hurt her.", Mistress Lash quietly promised.
"I hobbled her brain to make her easier to convert. She was getting plastic surgery all the time back then to make her as gorgeous as she is now. When she was under for surgery it was very easy to open up her head and give a few little snips just to make her a bit easier to manipulate. She was easily converted to worship Slaanesh after that, but she was also an idiot. And I have no right to blame her and hate her for being too stupid to comfort me when I lost Franklin, but I did hate her, and I was so unfair to her, and, and I hate myself, and I feel so guilty all the time, and I try to numb it all with endless pleasure, but it's unresolved, and I'm just so broken!", Wendy bawled into gasping sobs at the end.
"I'm fucking EVIL!, I'm evil and ungrateful and I'm just an utterly selfish bitch!", Wendy wept in the arms of Mistress Lash.
"Hush hush hush, don't say another word in front of the others, I don't think they heard enough to be a danger but you MUST come with me to another room where it is private and we will talk about this.", Mistress Lash urged with beautiful concern.
Wendy nodded and let Mistress Lash lead her out of the room.
"What's wrong with her?", the Dominatrices still in the bed asked in concern.
"She got a little bit emotional disclosing something extremely personal that she doesn't want to publicly share. I am taking her to a private place to have a good long cry until she feels better. Please give us some space.", Mistress Lash explained very delicately and respectfully.
"I will help comfort her too.", Every Dominatrix said immediately, seeing this as an opportunity to bond with Wendy to gain higher position in the dating race.
"Any who follow will be culled on the spot!", Wendy sobbed angrily.
The Dominatrices backed off immediately at this threat and Mistress Lash led Wendy away to a private soundproof dungeon room on the other side of the palace, closing the doors and sitting down with Wendy on the padded leather seat of a Dominatrix throne, the pair snuggled together in the throne with Wendy held dominantly but tenderly in Mistress Lash's arms.
Mistress Lash kissed Wendy on the hair and made soothing reassuring noises.
"You poor thing carrying around all those burdens, that must have been horrible to hold such secrets.", Mistress Lash said with beautiful compassion.
Wendy sobbed immediately at these words, her emotions bursting out of her.
"I'm such a bad person!", Wendy sobbed.
"Some of your *behaviour* was bad, not who you are as a person.", Mistress Lash said very softly.
"But I FEEL so bad!", Wendy sobbed emotionally.
"I'm going to tell you a little secret that shouldn't be a secret at all, but that everyone seems to not think of. The secret truth is that, sometimes, just very occasionally, the mortal servants of the chaos gods do bad things to serve our gods. Not necessarily all the time, maybe not even most of the time, but some of the time we do, and sometimes those bad things we do are absolutely awful. They are. You know it, I know it.", Mistress Lash said.
"But what happens next?, We worshippers of the dark gods do some act that the gods wanted which we are not altogether proud of, but how do we move on from this?, We can't change the past, the deed is done, but we still have more of our life ahead of us. Sometimes we just have to accept that we did a bad thing, accept that we might do another bad thing for the gods in the future, and get on with our lives. You, Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Wendy, converted a soul to worship your god, just as Slaanesh wanted you to do. And your god was very happy with this, wasn't he?", Mistress Lash said softly.
"Slaanesh was very pleased Mistress Lash, but poor Octavia.", Wendy whimpered.
"Octavia leads a happy life now. I met Octavia in the past back before you bought her, back when she was just a teenage hard labor slave who worshipped the false Emperor. I remember that the first time she met me Octavia slapped me across the face. I am an empath and I saw Octavia's heart back then, and that girl was just broken.", Mistress Lash began.
"The day that Octavia joined our fleet, your brother Luke broke into her village hut, shot her father in the head right in front of her for fun, and then carried the screaming teenage girl away to orbit and spent two hours brutally raping her on a blood stained bed, in a room with a floor covered with the maggoty decomposing bodies of other women who had been raped to death before her. That day completely destroyed Octavia, she was broken and she never fully recovered."
"She was all alone, and she was pregnant from the rape which she barely survived, so that her child would forever remind her of that day so that she could never forget it and never move past it. The only friends she had were Slaanesh worshippers who showed friendship to her, and a rape baby suckling at her breasts, she cried every day for like a year, she woke up every night screaming in terror from nightmares about her rape. That girl was broken, she was ruined, she was just destroyed."
"Poor Octavia.", Wendy whispered with a terrible stab of pity.
"Outwardly Octavia recovered a tiny little bit, but it was only surface deep, deep down that girl was profoundly broken and traumatised. She was never going to fully recover from what happened to her and she was only propped up at all by her friends around her, she was a broken shell of a woman."
"And then Octavia's Slaanesh worshipping friends coaxed her into letting them tickle her, and suddenly she was so happy that she was like a new woman. She got hooked like a junkie after just three days of tickling games, she was from then on desperate for her next fix. She had an affair with your wife Talon, (with your permission of course), so that Talon would tickle her in bondage for hours, (back when she still worshipped the false Emperor no less), and she just kept chasing the tickling dragon more and more."
"Octavia eagerly wanted to be your tickle slave, she all but begged you to buy her and make her a tickle slave so that she could keep feeling the tickle and keep feeding the addiction. She spiralled so quickly and was then a tickle slave who got tickled in bondage for ten, twelve, even sixteen hours a day every day, right up until you finally converted her to worship Slaanesh and just put her out of her misery."
"I put her out of her misery?", Wendy sniffed hopefully.
"That girl was gone. You just did a mercy strike.", Mistress Lash promised.
"For Octavia I am certain that wanting to get tickled all the time back then was a trauma response. It was her antidepressant. This miserable broken unhappy girl found a way to get to laugh all day long and feel the endorphin rush of happiness. The other day Octavia called tickling her 'artificial happiness', and I think she is absolutely right. The Octavia of old was so sad and she just wanted to numb her sadness and feel happy again. Whenever she was tickled back then she got to laugh and feel happy the way she wanted.", Mistress Lash theorised slightly sadly.
"The poor thing.", Wendy said feeling tragic pity.
"You ended her pain and did the kindest thing anyone could do for that broken girl. For certain people like Octavia the worship of Slaanesh can be liberating catharsis, Octavia in fact *thrives* now as a Slaanesh worshipper, she doesn't wake up screaming anymore, she isn't depressed, she isn't sad or traumatised. She now lives life with a near constant smile and a laugh, she is just so much happier now.", Mistress Lash soothed Wendy beautifully.
Wendy cried happy tears at these beautiful comforting words.
"Feel a bit better my dearest?", Mistress Lash asked with comforting dominance.
"A little bit Mistress Lash, but I still have so much baggage around my relationship with Octavia. I didn't even finish my story about everything that happened after the divorce.", Wendy sniffed.
"Well tell me what happened next.", Mistress Lash prompted encouragingly.
"Well I, for all sorts of mentally unhealthy reasons, thought I hated Octavia for a while after the divorce. She came crawling back from her so-called husband, that was a story on it's own, and I just told her that as we were divorced she was no longer a free woman by marriage, I told her that she was once again my tickle slave, told her that she didn't even have a choice in the matter. I just chained her up immediately in my dungeons as my prisoner to vent my hurt feelings on, I disempowered her and degraded her to assert my power, and I tickled her mercilessly for years to exert my power and get revenge on her.", Wendy recounted.
"But Octavia loved every second of it, and I eventually forgave her, but by then we were both having so much fun with all this tickling that we just never stopped. I fell in love with her all over again, she fell hard in love with me, and it just got so complicated. She proposed marriage to me, on multiple occasions, but I tried to explain that I am a sub, it's just such a lot of complications.", Wendy sighed.
"I hope that I am not getting in the way here.", Mistress Lash said quietly.
"I am pretty sure I'm poly, polyamorous, I can love more than one person at the same time. You are not in the way Mistress Lash, you are a perfect fit actually.", Wendy reassured.
"Octavia and Fhimra are both lovely girls that I could fall in love with, I also have no issues with poly relationships, but I want to know now if this whole thing will fall apart later. Please don't string me along if you are not going to go the distance with me.", Mistress Lash said seriously.
"The more time we spend together the more sure I am that I want to be with you. Octavia will get over her jealousy and be happy enough once she gets used to you being a permanent feature Mistress Lash, she just needs some time.", Wendy promised.
"I will give her all the time she needs.", Mistress Lash said happily.
"Yes Mistress Lash.", Wendy said happily.
"Well you seem to no longer be in tears, do you feel a bit better now Wendy?", Mistress Lash asked comfortingly.
"I feel so much better now, you really are so good to me Mistress Lash.", Wendy said with lighthearted happiness, feeling like she had dropped some heavy burden off her chest.
"I care very deeply about the emotional health of my submissives, I will have a lot of these little chats with you going forward. Under my domination you are going to absolutely thrive Wendy.", Mistress Lash dominantly reassured.
Wendy spontaneously kissed Mistress Lash on the lips, deeply touched by these tender words.
Mistress Lash returned the kiss briefly but broke it quickly.
"We had better go back to bed before Octavia and Fhimra get worried. Come.", Mistress Lash said gently.
"Yes Mistress Lash.", Wendy said happily, and submissively followed her feeling tenderly cherished.
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