Chapter 26H
They never did get to see the air conditioning working in the palace down on Štękżå'räšh, at least not this time around. The trashed palace onboard the Nightmare Asylum had been exposed to the hard vacuum of space for a few days now, and the perfume had been evaporated and completely sucked away into space.
The space venting pipes had now been closed and the palace pressurised with air again, and the members of Owner Wendy's household no longer had any reason to remain down on Štękżå'räšh. There was still clean up to be done and procrastinating down on the planet wouldn't help the problem.
This time however they had found enough spare unused slave labour to organise a large group of Owner Wendy's rarely seen Tzeentch worshipping labour slaves to help them, making the clean up considerably faster.
Within half a day the floors and walls and ceilings of the entire palace were pressure cleaned with long handled hoses, with all the carpets being removed and taken away to be deep cleaned off site. The furniture, (broken or otherwise), was simply moved around as needed to be out of the way of the cleaning, and water vacuums were used to suck up all the now filthy water, leaving the surfaces spotlessly clean.
The second half of the day was spent sorting through every item, seeing which were broken and taking them away for repair or disposal, and cleaning and putting away every item that was intact.
Fhimra, who had formerly been one of these labour slaves, worked with them and chatted happily to women among their number, her friends. She introduced Octavia to them as her girlfriend and had a lovely time catching up with her friends, gossiping feverishly about petty nonsense.
Octavia dutifully nodded and smiled to her girlfriend's friends, trying to pretend that she was following the highly intelligent way these Tzeentch worshipping women spoke. Even when doing something as petty as gossiping they spoke in a highly sophisticated manner, with razor sharp humour and subtle references to deep topics of philosophy or to the unknowable culture of Stōørølø, quoting Stōørølø poets and stories and philosophers, making references to Stōørølø medieval warlords of old, just talking about incredibly niche shit that Octavia had no hope of understanding.
Octavia felt stupider and stupider as Fhimra joined in quoting poets and philosophers, making references to lines from grand ballads and tales, in between making references to advanced mathematics and even quantum physics!
Tzeentch worshippers were the most likely worshippers of chaos to be gifted with high intelligence, with Tzeentch lavishing the gifts of heightened IQ's to even the lowliest of his worshippers. It took brains to achieve hopes, and Tzeentch fed off hope so he gave brains to selfishly feed his own power source, with this just happily benefiting his worshippers in the process.
Tzeentch had relatively few worshippers compared to Khorne or even Slaanesh, and even Nurgle probably had more worshippers as they basically never died once converted to worship him, building up over ten thousand years to a huge multitude, but Tzeentch was still second only in power to Khorne among the gods. Tzeentch achieved this not by having more worshippers but by making those worshippers he did have more potent in soul and mind.
The maximum worship energy of a person was directly proportional to the richness of their soul, and soul richness was directly proportional to psychic power levels. Tzeentch routinely mutated a relatively large number of his worshippers into psykers, and made his already psychic worshippers into even stronger psykers, giving him "more for less" by turbocharging the souls of those who worshipped him.
Those who didn't get psychic powers tended to get mutated instead like Fhimra had, but they still usually got their intelligence boosted to make them better at feeding hope to Tzeentch. (It was fear of all the mutations that made people less likely to convert to worship Tzeentch).
Fhimra was right now giggling saying "as for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine fettle, fat and sleek, a true hog from Epicurus's herd."
The other stripy faced Tzeentch worshipping slave women giggled at this quip uncontrollably, as Octavia got confused and felt stupid.
"But you aren't fat.", Octavia pointed out in confusion.
"No no, it's a line from Horace.", Fhimra explained with a giggle.
"Warmaster Horus?", Octavia asked in confusion.
"No Horace the ancient poet from Terra.", Fhimra explained happily.
"I don't get it.", Octavia said.
"I'm saying that my life is very good.", Fhimra chuckled.
Octavia nodded and smiled, feeling stupid.
"Being a tickle slave is good.", Fhimra said happily so that Octavia could understand.
"If you prick us do we not bleed, if you tickle us do we not laugh?", One of Fhimra's friends quipped making Fhimra snort with amusement.
"What?", Octavia asked in confusion.
"Merchant of Venice.", Fhimra explained as though this sentence meant anything at all.
"You wouldn't get it.", another friend said in a deliberately affected strange accent.
"Now you are quoting Joker.", Fhimra giggled to the friend.
"You get what you fucking deserve!", The friend roared and made a gun shape with her fingers and pretended to shoot Fhimra!
Octavia was alarmed by this outburst but Fhimra and the others of her kind burst out laughing uncontrollably, apparently finding this funny and harmless.
"TigerLily used to show us old movies and books with her sorcery, she could make movie screens of warp energy that hovered in the air, she could write books with magic too, we know all sorts of really obscure shit.", Fhimra explained to Octavia with a laugh.
"You are friends with TigerLily?", Octavia asked.
"Servants and subjects and slaves of the daemon princess, she ruled our tribe, she ruled all the Tzeentch tribes for hundreds of years. But she was a fun ruler with a wicked sense of humour, she can be really vicious and dangerous, but she's funny even when she's doing crazy bad things, just the queen of pranks and intelligent dark humour. She especially loves M2-M3 Batman movies that feature the Joker, she just adores Joker as a character and kindred spirit.", Fhimra happily explained.
"I like the show Mr Bean from M2 and 3, the Sevenson family found a really old copy of that show on the ancient agri world planet of Cocowango that they briefly conquered years ago. I didn't understand a word he said but watching him impersonate that military officer to make a squad of soldiers hold a silly pose was hilariously funny.", Octavia offered.
The Tzeentch women all exploded with laughter, clearly familiar with this show and scene.
"What about when he had his finger sticking out of his fly right next to Queen Elizabeth the Second right before he head butted her!", One of Fhimra's friends squealed with laughter.
"That woman was a real queen?!", Octavia exclaimed, giggling uncontrollably.
"Well an actor, but pretending to be the real queen of his country at the time.", Fhimra giggled.
Octavia giggled.
"What else have you seen from old films?", Fhimra asked curiously.
"I saw some horrible film called Star Wars, but it triggered me really deeply. Those poor men of Iron gay couple who were enslaved to a man named Luke. I was originally enslaved by a man named Luke, it triggered memories of rape trauma…", Octavia said unhappily.
Fhimra gave Octavia a sympathetic cuddle but also couldn't help giggling about something.
"What's so funny?", Octavia asked.
"You think that C3PO and R2D2 are Men of Iron and a homosexual couple?", Fhimra asked with a giggle.
"Well they are aren't they?, They are thinking machines like the Men of Iron, and they call themselves 'counterparts', which is gay slang for being husbands I think?", Octavia reasoned.
"Men of Iron maybe, but I highly doubt that they could get any gay stuff under the radar back then.", Fhimra giggled.
"I actually could totally ship them being a gay couple.", One of the friends giggled.
"So could I actually. Damn it Octavia now I see them as a couple that I want to ship the hell out of!", Fhimra laughed.
"R2 even has that penis thing that he sticks in walls, I guess 3PO is the bottom, maybe he has a hole under his ass plate.", a friend giggled, generating laughter from everyone even including Octavia this time at the mental image.
"3PO is camp as shit too, I think he might even be a fem boy.", another friend giggled.
"Why the hell are we talking about R2D2 power topping fem boy C3PO?", Fhimra giggled incredulously.
"Why the hell haven't we talked about it sooner?", a friend quipped.
"Damn it Octavia you have a preternatural talent for making things sexual!", Fhimra giggled.
"I only said they were married, it was you and your friends who made it all about anal sex!", Octavia giggled protesting her innocence.
"Something is wrong with the world when Tzeentch girls make things more sexual than Slaanesh girls.", a friend laughed.
"I totally ship Mr Bean and his teddy…", one of the friends began.
The room erupted with laughter and begging to not continue this topic!
"The teddy could have a strap on…"
The room gasped with laughter and squeals of protest.
"Oh yuck I have that mental image in my head now!", Fhimra squealed.
"The mental image is making me wet.", Octavia admitted honestly.
"Seriously?!, Mr Bean sitting on a dildo strapped to his teddy is sexy for you?!", Fhimra exclaimed with squealing laughter.
"He's not ugly, he's actually kinda cute.", Octavia admitted honestly.
The room was full of giggles and squeals of laughter.
"I can't, I just can't think of how to even reply to THAT!", Fhimra gasped with laughter.
"I wonder if anyone ever made a porno of that?", someone suggested.
"Don't you dare even suggest that such an unholy thing exists!", Fhimra squealed in protest.
"Rule 34.", a friend replied with a grin.
"No!, Surely no one in history has ever sunk so low as to make porn of Mr Bean and his teddy!", Fhimra protested.
"We could ask TigerLily.", a friend giggled.
"It exists…", a psychic daemonic voice softly tittered insanely in all their minds…
"No!", Fhimra exclaimed in dismay.
"What the hell is wrong with humanity!, Damn it why, just why!", Fhimra exclaimed as the room exploded with laughter.
(Note, I haven't actually googled this and honestly I'm scared to.)
Octavia was just about dying of laughter even as she got wet from the mental image.
"I could show you…", the voice of TigerLily tittered in their minds.
"Don't you dare!", Fhimra squealed.
Cheesy porno music filled their minds and an image showing a man dressed like Mr Bean in a room with another man in a teddy furry suit…
"Stop it!", Fhimra squealed, laughing despite herself.
The teddy furry then proceeded to undress Mr Bean and opened a fly in the furry suit to expose a massive erection…
"Oh Tzeentch I don't want to see this!", Fhimra squealed.
Squealing Tzeentch girl laughter filled the room as the furry proceeded to have erotic anal sex with the naked Mr Bean, as Mr Bean said "Teddy!, Oh Teddy!", in his distinctive high pitched voice!
Octavia was rolling around on the floor with laughter, but she also put a hand inside her overalls and fingered herself over the porno, the lust of Slaanesh so strong even in the face of the ridiculous.
"This is so fucking weird!", Fhimra squealed.
"You are masturbating over this?!", Fhimra squealed at Octavia in disbelief.
"It's hot.", Octavia said simply.
"No it's not!", Fhimra squealed.
"Oh Tzeentch what are they doing with that turkey!?, No!, No!", Fhimra exclaimed in dismay as the others giggled with laughter.
Octavia had an orgasm, thankfully not squirting in her overalls.
"Stop fingering yourself!, And TigerLily stop showing me this gross stuff!", Fhimra squealed and laughed.
Octavia pulled out her fingers and wiped them under Fhimra's nose so that she could smell the pussy juice stuck to them, earning a gentle playful slap to the arm from Fhimra.
The porno in their minds faded away and stopped, much to Fhimra's relief, leaving the room filled with giggling in the aftermath.
"Thank you for stopping, please no more.", Fhimra panted for breath.
TigerLily did not reply, simply disappearing from their minds, and the room slowly giggled themselves back to seriousness.
Fhimra resumed picking up broken objects off the floor to put into a bin.
One of the friends imitated the tune of the porno with her mouth and Fhimra crossly threw a padded broken off wooden arm from a bondage chair at her friend in playful annoyance, not hurting her.
Octavia giggled.
***…
The place looked almost completely tidied up by the end of the day, and Fhimra and Octavia were rewarded for this by being allowed to play together in a dungeon for the rest of the evening after they were fed dinner and tickled clean in the bathroom.
Fhimra was currently strapped down naked and spread eagle to a bondage table on her back, and Octavia was wearing sexy white lacy lingerie bra and panties, the cups of the bra massive to contain her monstrous jiggling tits. Octavia was conducting one of her "experiments" on Fhimra, using thousands of different feathers and brushes to see which ones tickled Fhimra the most.
Fhimra laughed hard as yet another feather stroked her many many toes, squirming in the straps unable to move.
Fhimra was enjoying herself even if every second was hell, her beloved Octavia was tickle dominating her making her thrill all over with pleasure, absolutely wet as an ocean from this kinky erotic treatment.
Octavia looked sexy as hell down at Fhimra's feet, with a huge playful mischievous sadistic smile on her face as she used yet another feather on Fhimra's toes, looking Fhimra right in the eyes and grinning at her ticklish torment. For the submissive Fhimra this was like being in heaven and hell at the same time, but far more in heaven than hell.
Fhimra was so aroused as her flesh crawled from the awful feeling of the feathers on her sensitive toes, she wanted to escape from the sensation but she was bound and couldn't make it stop, forced to just keep feeling it as she laughed her head off.
Fhimra's face was split with a massive tickled smile, and pleasure endorphins pumped through her blood from her forced laughter, her body buzzing and her toes tickled wonderfully and terribly, the tickle pleasurable but so extreme that she couldn't hold still if she wasn't bound, forced to keep feeling this unendurable potent pleasure.
Octavia looked so happy as she tickled Fhimra without mercy, her beautiful face filled with playful joy and mischief as she tried to tickle Fhimra as much as possible with each implement. She had literally tens of thousands of implements still to test on Fhimra's toes, she wouldn't have time to test even half of them tonight, meaning that Fhimra would get no relief until they ran out of time. It would take many many more experiments to work through every tickling implement, and then she would have to do more experiments with the most ticklish implements to narrow down which one truly tickled Fhimra's toes the most.
This experiment was just for Fhimra's toes. It would take this whole process all over again for her armpits, all over again for her ribs, all over again for the actual soles of her feet, her entire body would be experimented on by Octavia for as long as it took to find the perfect implement for every ticklish body part of Fhimra's.
Fhimra felt pleasurable terror at the knowledge of just how MUCH more tickling awaited her in these experiments, dreading it but also desiring it. Octavia was so fucking hot when she sadistically tickled Fhimra like this, Fhimra loved this kinky domination like the ultimate form of sexual foreplay, getting her so wet before finally orgasming at the end of the night of tickling.
Fhimra moaned in pleasure through her hard laughter at this thought, her wet pussy like a waterfall right now.
The feathers and brushes on her toes continued without end or pause, every tickle as potent as an electric jolt as her toes were forced to endure the aggravating sensation. She tugged hard on her straps but couldn't pull her feet away and couldn't get her wrists free to defend herself with her hands.
On and on Fhimra laughed hard and squealed, for well over an hour her toes were just tickled without mercy, but Fhimra's body had so much stamina that she wasn't even tired or exhausted from over an hour of this torture. She was buzzing with pleasure and felt wonderful even though she couldn't stand it, feeling strangely wonderful and complete in life.
Fhimra's laughing brain noticed when Octavia finally put down the feathers and brushes she was holding, and Fhimra kept giggling from phantom tickles in her toes even after it ended, feeling wonderful.
Octavia walked around the side of the table and playfully began to squeeze Fhimra's tummy, making her flinch and thrash from how sensitive and ticklish her tummy was, trying to flinch away uselessly as she squealed with laughter.
Octavia grinned down at her and used her free hand to stroke Fhimra's armpit as the other hand squeezed her tummy, and Fhimra had a fit of hard laughter and futile squirming as she was tickled incredibly intensely.
Fhimra grinned up ticklishly at her dominatrix girlfriend, absolutely adoring her, having so much fun right now. Octavia grinned back down at Fhimra with equal affection, mouthing the words "I love you" without sound.
"I love you too Ma'am.", Fhimra giggled in delight, feeling wonderful.
Octavia didn't stop tickling Fhimra's upper body at all, but Fhimra didn't expect her to. After well over an hour of nonstop tickling the fear and anxiety was completely gone, letting Fhimra relax in a way and just enjoy the tickling now that she was used to it. The anticipation was the worst part of tickling, once it went the sensation could actually be really pleasant and pleasurable.
Fhimra laughed as her armpits were mercilessly stroked and her tummy was poked and squeezed all over, feeling every tickle more and more like a jolt of pleasure, and she actually didn't want it to stop anytime soon.
"Could I have at least another hour of tickling Ma'am?", Fhimra asked hopefully.
"You don't need to pee yet?", Octavia asked curiously.
"I do but I can just wet myself.", Fhimra giggled.
"I'm getting thirsty.", Octavia replied.
"Me too actually Ma'am.", Fhimra replied in realisation through her tickled laughter.
"A rehydration break and toilet break, I don't want to have to clean up this table if you pee.", Octavia said sternly and stopped tickling to unstrap Fhimra's body and limbs.
Fhimra was too comfortable to move as she lay untied but still spread eagle, laughing from wonderful phantom tickles. Octavia poked Fhimra in the side until she flinched into a defensive ball, and a few more pokes got her to get off the table.
Fhimra laughed from her phantom tickles as she walked to the nearest toilet and she sat down to empty her bladder, cleaning her pussy with a square of toilet paper.
Fhimra washed her hands at a sink and had a huge drink of water in the process. Octavia entered the bathroom and pulled down her white lacy panties to also pee, and Fhimra exited the room and returned to the table for more tickling.
Octavia was just returned and about to strap Fhimra down when Lash entered in a kimono, with Owner Wendy crawling naked on the floor in front of her in a collar and leash, with Lash periodically whipping Wendy's bottom with a cruel looking lash.
Fhimra and Octavia looked at the women curiously, awaiting any orders they might give, but Lash ignored them and just kept walking Wendy around the hard metal floor of the room, whipping her bum repeatedly.
Octavia shrugged and strapped Fhimra down again, and resumed tickling Fhimra's upper body, apparently bored with her toes after over an hour of tickling the one area.
Fhimra laughed hard as her armpits were both tickled at the same time by Octavia's hands, feeling her intense pleasure return even as the tickling drove her mad.
For wonderful minutes Fhimra got to enjoy her merciless tickling, with Octavia stroking not just her armpits but also her rips and sides. Octavia dug a thumb tip into an abdominal muscle just below the front of her rib cage, and Fhimra had a frantic fit of laughter from this hideously sensitive spot.
Lash was still dominating Wendy, currently putting Wendy's arms together behind her back in a black leather arm-binder, and no sooner was it on when Lash tied the end of a rope on a ceiling pulley to a ring at the end of the arm binder, using the pulley to pull Wendy's arms up agonisingly in the arm binder behind her back, forcing Wendy to bend her body right forward at the hips to protect her arms from breaking.
Lash tied off the pulley rope to maintain the tension, leaving Wendy in a very vulnerable position, and then began to tickle Wendy's upper body in this position, causing hard laughter and some defensive raises of her knees one at a time to try to protect her tickled body.
Lash gave Wendy a hard spanking for trying to protect herself and tied Wendy's spread ankles tightly to a short bamboo rod so that she couldn't raise her knees individually. Lash then resumed tickling Wendy's ribs and sides and armpits, causing desperate laughter but no knee rising this time.
Fhimra was still enjoying her own hard tickling at the hands of the sexy Octavia, and enjoyed this sadistic treatment from her girlfriend greatly with a tormented feeling of peace and contentment. Every poke and squeeze thrilling her with pleasant jolts of ticklish pleasure.
Lash was still tickling Wendy with merciless sadism, her geisha face smiling cruelly, and Wendy looked like she was having a fit of laughter.
The dungeon echoed with heavy laughter for a time, but Lash then stopped tickling Wendy to give her bottom a hard spanking with a brutal cane, fingering Wendy's pussy even as she brutally caned her bottom dark crimson.
Fhimra laughed up at Octavia hopefully, wondering if she could get an orgasm as well.
Octavia nodded and stopped tickling to get a double ended bendy vibrating dildo, feeding the furiously buzzing thing into Fhimra's slimy pussy with intense pleasure. Octavia then took off her panties and straddled Fhimra in only her massive cupped lacy white bra, reaching down to skilfully slide the other end of the vibrating dildo into her own pussy.
Octavia then resumed tickling Fhimra's upper body in fiendish places, making her squeal with laughter even as the vibrating dildo pleasured her wonderfully.
Octavia energetically bounced and gyrated over Fhimra's hips, driving the double ended dildo deep inside Fhimra with every motion, and Fhimra and Octavia moaned in unison as they were pleasured wonderfully.
Octavia periodically stopped tickling to lean right down and kiss Fhimra passionately as they fucked, and Fhimra really felt like she was in heaven.
The pair of girlfriends came, but far more than just once, having so many orgasms that Fhimra had not a hope of counting them. Fhimra moaned as the woman she tenderly loved made such passionate and energetic love to her, the pleasure indistinguishable from heaven.
Eventually Octavia decided that Fhimra couldn't be forced to have any more forced orgasms, and pulled the now soggy dildo out of both of them, then lay on top of Fhimra kissing her passionately.
Octavia's fingers then found Fhimra's armpits during the kiss and Fhimra broke the kiss to howl with laughter, INCREDIBLY ticklish after orgasming!
Octavia mischievously teased Fhimra as she just kept tickling her, and Fhimra could only laugh and thrash wildly in her bonds.
Octavia didn't stop, (being Octavia after all), and Fhimra was in ticklish hell for about ten minutes before getting horny again and getting pleasure from it. Fhimra just laughed hysterically, defenceless against Octavia's sadistic mischief.
Lash had Wendy locked by the wrists and neck in a wooden pillory now, with her legs standing up straight and her body bent forward at a 90 degree angle. The pillory had side attachments that held a bamboo rod hard against the front of her knees and a second bamboo rod pressed hard against the back of her calf muscles on her lower legs, forcing her legs to remain straight and unable to bend.
Lash was using a double ended bendy vibrating dildo to fuck Wendy in the pussy from behind, whilst sadistically tickling her armpits in the pillory, making Wendy laugh and moan in equal measure.
Wendy probably needed to sleep, but Lash was getting so pissed off from never seeing her that she had apparently just basically kidnapped her from bed and was demanding this quality time with her.
Wendy certainly didn't look like she actually minded being kidnapped like this, her laughing face was completely orgasmic with pleasure.
Octavia got bored with tickling Fhimra's upper body and returned to the experiment on her toes for a while, making Fhimra squeal with laughter from the maddening brushes and feathers. Fhimra just resigned herself to the fact that she would be tickled by Octavia until bedtime and she simply did her best to enjoy her kinky treatment.
Lash was all over Wendy in the dungeon right up until Octavia called it a night with Fhimra, furiously spanking and tickling and giving orgasms to Wendy in all sorts of bondage positions. Lash looked almost frantic as she erotically dominated Wendy like this, obviously missing her terribly and having a lot of pent up desire being unleashed.
Wendy looked completely smitten by this treatment, moaning in pleasure from all of it, her face orgasmic as Lash gave her sadistic numbers of forced orgasms.
Octavia carefully sorted through her tickling tools from the experiment, sorting them into categories based on how much they had tickled Fhimra's toes, and Fhimra cleaned the sweat off the bondage table lovingly with a damp cloth, feeling wonderful after her hours of tickling by her girlfriend.
Lash reluctantly untied Wendy as the two tickle slaves finished cleaning and tidying the dungeon for the night, and kissed Wendy passionately even as Octavia and Fhimra left holding hands to get ready for bed.
Fhimra giggled in the bathroom as Octavia scrubbed her armpit with her toothbrush, and Fhimra buried her own toothbrush in Octavia's armpit to get her back. Teeth brushing with Octavia was always like this, it was a daily game with her to use the toothbrushes to tickle each other when they brushed their teeth.
Fhimra squealed with laughter from the toothbrush in her armpit as she tried to put toothpaste on her own toothbrush. Fhimra then put her toothpaste covered toothbrush in Octavia's armpit to get her back, scrubbing the toothpaste into her armpit as she squealed with laughter.
Fhimra retrieved her now less toothpaste covered more armpit sweat covered toothbrush from Octavia's underarm and brushed her teeth with the remaining toothpaste. Octavia put toothpaste on her own toothbrush but then scrubbed Fhimra's armpit with it!
Much squealing laughter and wasted toothpaste followed, with much more toothpaste finding both of each woman's armpits than their mouths, but eventually they got to fully brush their teeth. Once their teeth were fully brushed they playfully resumed scrubbing each other's armpits with the foamy toothbrushes, both squealing with laughter adorably.
After a lot more tickle play they cleaned up the considerable toothpaste mess, playfully washing each other's armpits clean with wet rags in the most ticklish way possible, filling the bathroom with giggling until everything was finally clean.
The adorable pair of tickle slaves ran to their slave cell happily and got into bed, with Octavia removing her bra and panties to sleep naked with Fhimra.
Fhimra pulled the sheets over them but then they poked and tickled each other under the sheets adorably, giggling and squealing and repeatedly getting revenge on each other in an escalating tickle war until both of them were howling with laughter.
It took a lot more giggling and poking and false ceasefires for them to finally stop tickling each other, and the giggling pair kissed under the sheets touching each other's breasts with their hands.
The pair then made love again, mutually licking each other in the 69 position, kicking off the sheets when they got hot, and Fhimra felt wonderful getting her pussy skilfully licked as she buried her own face in Octavia's fragrant clean wet pussy, getting fragrant juice all over her face.
Fhimra was in heaven as her fluid soaked face moaned into Octavia's flawless pink vagina, feeling the soft floppy wet petals sliding all over her face. Fhimra licked and nibbled at the slimy mess, feeling orgasmic as Octavia's lips sucked heavily on her clitoris, Octavia's tongue tip inside her sucking mouth stroking the tip of the sucked clitoris!
Fhimra climaxed blissfully, feeling so much love and connection to Octavia, feeling like they were indeed united together into a single entity of love, one flesh and one spirit, doing such wonderful things to each other.
Fhimra gave herself completely to Octavia, orgasmically eating her out to multiple orgasms, as Fhimra was herself sucked to incredible dizzying orgasms. Fhimra felt so complete in life, she might be an enslaved torture victim to a Slaanesh worshipping sadist, but this was honestly the best her life had ever felt.
Eventually it was just so late that they had no choice but to stop and sleep, and they cuddled together in bed with their fragrant fluid soaked faces intimately close, smelling like each other's pussies. The pair of them kissed with pussy flavoured mouths and fell asleep in each other's arms like the most intimate of lovers.
Even in the bondage of Slaanesh could be found the most profound of love.
***…