Octavia the Slaaneshi Tickle Slave (lemon with a plot)

by MA7

Roughly 20 years after Women of the Night Lords, Octavia the Slaaneshi slave is now an ageless grandmother and still owned by her slave-owner Wendy Sevenson. With the kids grown up and the nest empty, Octavia has returned exclusively to her role as a tickle slave, and has her own personal grimdark adventures as a Slaaneshi sex and torture slave (A serious story but also a lemon).

66. Chapter 66

Chapter 66H

Lash was in a state of emotional turmoil as she walked aimlessly through the cold decks of the Overlord Battle Cruiser "Spear of Sidon Ultra" in a warm winter kimono, trying to think through the predicament she now found herself in.

Wendy was determined to SWITCH with Lash, so that Lash was the sub and Wendy the Dominatrix!, Lash couldn't imagine any fate more TICKLISH than being the sub of the incorrigible tickle sadist Wendy Sevenson, it would be completely unendurable!

Lash couldn't leave without it costing Fhimra and Octavia their chance to get married, and Lash LOVED Wendy and didn't want to leave her at any rate!, Lash could delay the switch, but she could only delay Wendy from switching for a finite amount of time before the emotional pressure to switch became unbearable.

Lash didn't know what she should do, she didn't want to hurt anyone, but she wasn't sure if she could ENDURE switching roles with Wendy. Lash wouldn't DIE from all the cruel torments she would suffer if she submitted to Wendy, but she would FEEL as though she had and gone to hell!

For the moment Lash had Wendy in a holding pattern, maintaining their current power dynamics of old, but Wendy EXPECTED this to be TEMPORARY as the beginning of a gradual "transition period" where Lash would very gradually switch more and more over a period of years. Lash was safe for now, but not forever.

Lash didn't want Wendy to switch at all, she wanted Wendy to stay her sub forever, but Lash was selfless by nature and was too empathic to be selfish even if she had not been naturally a selfless person by personality. Being an extreme empath made it almost impossible to endure really exploiting someone else long term in ways they truly hated for personal gain. The empath would feel the suffering and discomfort of the other person like their own, would feel their discontent and displeasure with them.

Lash was an extreme sadist, but only up to a point when the other person wasn't a willing participant. She could enjoy small amounts of unconsenting torture inflicted on other people, but only for short periods before her empathy poisoned all the pleasure and replaced it with what her victim was feeling. The longer it went on the less and less Lash was able to feel her own sadistic pleasure, until she felt nothing but the same discomfort as her victim felt, at which point she was literally torturing herself in a very real and literal psychological sense.

Lash loved eagerly consenting masochists because her sadistic pleasure compounded with the masochistic pleasure she could empathically feel in her victim, the longer it went the more she felt the pleasure of her victim, the pleasure becoming so sweet over the long term as both parties got to enjoy the activity.

If Lash kept Wendy "enslaved" as her sub indefinitely when Wendy genuinely wanted to switch, Wendy would feel frustrated and smothered and unfulfilled, and Lash would feel these things more and more over time as though they were her own feelings, until Lash's own desires were completely consumed by Wendy's desires to the point that Lash would WANT to switch as much as Wendy wanted her to!, Lash would be "disjointed" from her own desires due to her extreme empathy, Wendy's desires would "transplant" Lash's own until Lash was "enslaved" by her own empathy!

Lash was extremely vulnerable as a natural born empath to being "disjointed" and "enslaved" like this if she got too close to someone else, especially if she fell in love with someone who had different needs and desires that were fundamentally incompatible with Lash's own. This was why Lash was so hesitant about falling in love and marriage in particular, empaths like her risked losing their entire identity when they got too close to someone who wanted different things.

Lash traditionally liked to keep her relationships short and limited in exclusivity, she liked to have as many subs as possible at once so that the combined differences in desire could cancel out to her empath sense. Getting MARRIED to Wendy would be REALLY dangerous for Lash because a SPOUSE would naturally have the closest emotional bond possible with Lash!

Lash had experienced the living hell of a mismatched marriage before, in her earlier arranged marriage to her domestically violent ex husband in her younger years. Her ex husband, her distant cousin PainMaster Lee (literally his birth name), was a shockingly violent sadistic professional martial arts instructor and former professional martial arts champion fighter, a man who was currently employed full time teaching various martial arts to an endless relay of new recruit militia fighters in the normal human chaos military units.

PainMaster Lee was a pure blood male member of the Lee Clan and a black belt in pretty much every Asian martial art in existence, a man so passionate about his martial arts that he had made it into a career. Being his wife had been a living hell of domestic violence and regular beatings for Lash. Lash had tried to defend herself but she was an ordinary woman trying to fight off a man who was a professional martial arts prize fighter at the time, she hadn't stood a chance and had gotten her ass comprehensively kicked by the cruel PainMaster.

Lash had suffered terribly from this arranged marriage that she had never even wanted, forced into it because she and PainMaster both had desirable genetic traits that Hamahoto wanted to breed together for his eugenics obsession. Lash and PainMaster had had little choice but to marry and produce a quota number of children, and the marriage had been anything but happy and healthy.

While both Lash and PainMaster had strong born empath traits, females were naturally more sensitive to empathy than males as a result of evolved motherhood instincts, so that Lash was much more vulnerable to losing her own identity than PainMaster was. Lash had felt her own desires and identity atrophy and become consumed by the desires of PainMaster, coming to desire her own pain and suffering because of the sadistic pleasure they gave PainMaster in a way that was horrifying for any empath to experience.

Lash had become little better than her husband's pain slave, getting daily beatings and harm from the violent brutal sadist. Hamahoto had occasionally inspected Lash for bruises and injuries, but PainMaster was a martial arts master who could inflict the most extreme pain without leaving any visible marks, her skin not so much as blemished from her daily brutality. Like many a battered wife Lash had held her silence and not told Hamahoto for all sorts of reasons, her extreme empathy making her incapable of causing harm to her husband once she was fully disjointed and enslaved to his desires.

Lash had been lucky that PainMaster didn't love her and was indifferent to keeping her as his wife or she might have been trapped in the marriage forever. If PainMaster had truly loved Lash then she would have been almost incapable of leaving him after years of marriage, his desire for her to stay and the pain he would feel if she left would have enslaved her to stay due to her feeling his desires like her own. Some Lee women with strong enough empathy got trapped for life in abusive marriages if their husbands truly wanted them to stay!

Thankfully PainMaster had viewed his arranged marriage wife as an inconvenient nuisance that he only tolerated because he had no choice. He had wanted to be with masochistic lust mad Slaanesh worshipping women, preferably women with huge big tits and twice as sexy as Lash, and having a wife that he didn't particularly want scaring off the ladies was not convenient for him. He had wanted Lash to leave the moment they completed the baby quota and Lash had not hesitated to divorce him the moment Hamahoto was satisfied with the number of children.

Lash had been lucky, she had been able to regain her identity and her own desires, and she had never married again, not even dating anyone for too long a duration after that out of fear of losing herself again.

She still saw her ex husband PainMaster occasionally, mostly because of the kids and the fact that they were in the same Clan. The child support and custody disputes over the children had been really ugly, with Lash finding herself a single mother who cared for ALL of their children while PainMaster refused to even pay child support to help her feed his own offspring!, Lash had been forced to beg him repeatedly to help support the kids, getting very occasionally being given a miserly pittance after endless begging just to shut her up rather than out of concern!

PainMaster had been drowning in masochistic white woman Slaanesh worshipping pussy ever since the divorce, having the time of his life with an endless stream of lust mad girlfriends as Lash raised all of his children by herself as a single mother, Lash having to work the entire time to support herself and their children as the swine had fun with barely a child support payment!, PainMaster had fathered any number of children out of wedlock with his endless stream of girlfriends, and he was a deadbeat dad to those kids as well!

Lash's grown up children were in contact with their father now and Lash also saw him at every Clan event, forcing her to maintain contact with him. Lash was civil to him, far more civil than he deserved truth be told, and he was likewise civil, acting like he hadn't beaten her up the entire marriage and refused to pay child support ever since. The facade of civility was pure theatrics to make their unavoidable contact more peaceful and harmonious for everyone else around them, it wasn't worth being unpleasant and making a scene at family events, civility was free and it was a lot less effort than pointless open bitterness…

Lash wiped angry tears from her eyes at this memory of her dysfunctional former marriage, carrying an enormous amount of pain. Lash couldn't believe that WENDY of all people was now reminding Lash of the abusive PainMaster!

If Lash stayed with a Wendy who wanted to switch then history would sooner or later repeat, Lash would quickly lose her identity and her own desires due to her empathy until she was little more than Wendy's slave!

Lash COULD simply accept this fate and let it happen, she would suffer but she would also experience pleasure vicariously through Wendy's sadistic thrills at Lash's expense. Maybe Lash would even love it if she gave enough pleasure to Wendy?

Lash LOVED Wendy, she didn't want just what she could get out of the relationship, Lash WANTED to please Wendy like any lover would. If they could communicate properly and transition slowly enough then Lash's suffering would be minimised and she would feel only pleasure. But did Lash really deserve to give up her entire identity and desires for Wendy's benefit at Lash's expense?

Lash had no concrete answer to her own question as she walked through the cold decks of the Spear of Sidon Ultra, wiping away her tears and composing herself as passers by gawked at her.

Lash was embarrassed to be seen like this and she walked more quickly as she composed herself, forcing the small bodyguard platoon of Spear of Sidon Ultra arms men guarding her to increase their pace to keep up with her, the bodyguard dressed in striking colourful armoured honour guard uniforms to show off in the view of the ambassador's girlfriend.

Until the moment that Lash actually fully dumped Wendy, Lash was the official girlfriend of "Ambassador" Wendy Sevenson and Lash enjoyed full diplomatic status and diplomatic immunity. Being the consort of an Ambassador in such a high stakes diplomatic mission as this gave Lash considerable privilege and status, any disrespect showed towards Lash could derail the diplomacy if Wendy took offence so Lash was being treated with fearful respect.

The honour guard uniform looked extremely bizarre, all of the gear being functional military gear but all in extremely unusual styles and makes. The military boots were all in a very weird style that was laced at the back of the ankles and heels rather than at the top of the foot, in a way that Lash had never seen before. The armoured shin plates and leg plates were sewn into extremely "dorky" looking gauche purple full leg thick winter stockings that looked as unusual as they did completely terrible. The purple trousers themselves looked really terrible, worn UNDER the leg stockings in a way that was a complete fashion failure, and the trousers had SO many unnecessary decorative buttons in places that buttons didn't belong!

The rest of the uniform was equally unconventional, fashion awkward, or just genuinely non mainstream that it was jarring to look at, the entire planet dedicated to manufacturing ONLY stuff that no one else made!

Even the weapons were the most unusual things Lash had ever seen, they were definitely some sort of kinetic projectile firearm but they were not of any model that Lash was familiar with, every single part of the guns looked extremely unconventional in both layout and design.

Lash randomly entered a section of the ship that seemed to function as a market or shopping area, filled with all sorts of shops and vendors selling many different things. Lash paused briefly then decided that some retail therapy might help make her feel better, as Wendy's girlfriend Lash had access to Wendy's considerable fortune and Lash could certainly afford to go shopping for fun.

"Make way for the Ambassador's consort!", the bodyguard platoon shouted at the crowd of pedestrians, drawing much more attention than Lash wanted, and people came out of shops to gawk at the graceful elegant geisha in awe and wonder.

Lash forced her face to look unbothered by all the attention and she walked with all the dignity she could muster, keeping her steps extremely graceful and elegant, her posture perfect.

The starving shop keepers took one look at Lash and realised that an Ambassador's consort must have money, and they eagerly called to her to buy their wares in desperation.

Lash was uncomfortable with this but she could empathically feel that these people were really hurting and desperate, they were starving and Lash's patronage to their stores could potentially save their lives. Lash sighed, being a good person, and she entered the first store she saw, putting a hand in her kimono and pulling out some Sevenson Empire grain coupon voucher books, each voucher guaranteeing the bearer a specific weight of a specific grain type from the silos of Stōørølø grain in the fleet supply ships.

The shop staff looked at the voucher book in Lash's hand, knowing or at least guessing what it was, and they welcomed her to the store in desperation, almost tripping over their own feet as they rushed to attend to her and help her shop for anything she liked.

Lash looked around the shop, finding herself in some sort of electronic gaming store of all things, with colourful displays and consoles and games of all kinds. Lash had very little experience with electronic games, let alone any sort of interest in them, and she felt bad that she genuinely didn't want to buy any of this stuff.

In despair Lash got out her vox phone and video called Octavia's portable vox phone, needing a second opinion.

After a brief delay the call was answered, and Fhimra's front filled the screen, Fhimra completely topless and standing in front of the naked Octavia who was standing strapped in bondage to an X frame.

"Yes Mistress Lash?", Fhimra and Octavia greeted submissively in unison, both of them looking upset and sullen at the marriage disrupting implications of the recent news that Wendy wanted to switch.

"Hello girls. I am in a gaming shop. Do any of you want me to buy you something?", Lash asked hopefully.

"What do they have Mistress Lash?", Fhimra replied taken aback.

Lash put her hand over the screen to cover the modesty of Fhimra and Octavia in this very public place and she panned the vox very slowly around the entire room, showing everything.

"They still make Game Boys?", Fhimra said in surprise at something she saw.

"Indeed we do have Game Boys in stock!", One of the shop staff members said frantically before Lash could reply.

Lash reluctantly let a male shop staffer hold her vox phone to talk to Fhimra, and Fhimra embarrassedly panned her image up and to the side hiding Octavia from sight and hiding Fhimra's topless body from the camera view, showing only Fhimra's face.

"What games do you have for the Game Boy?", Fhimra asked the male shop staffer shyly with a blush at her state of dress.

"We have Itchy and Scratchy Miniature Golf Madness", the staffer began enthusiastically.

"What in the hell kind of niche shit is that?", Fhimra said in dismay.

"Well Itchy and Scratchy are a cartoon mouse and cat and…", the staffer began.

"I know who they are, they are a psychotic mass murdering mouse and his cat victim that are a cartoon show inside the universe of the cartoon show The Simpsons. But that is the most niche sounding game you could possibly open with!", Fhimra interrupted.

"We sell other games if you don't like…"

"Are you kidding, I pretty much HAVE to play this game now, though honestly I'm scared to.", Fhimra laughed.

"I will buy a 'game boy' and this cartoon animal game please.", Lash requested.

The staff were extremely eager to oblige and asked if she wanted to buy anything else as well.

"What other Game Boy games do you sell?", Fhimra asked curiously.

"We sell a great selection of different games.", The staff member informed her.

"I will buy one of every single game you sell for this 'game boy' thing.", Lash said immediately.

The staff were delighted and Fhimra was shocked by this generosity.

"Do you want to buy anything else Fhimra?", Lash asked seriously.

"Even more than what you are buying already Mistress Lash?", Fhimra asked in surprise.

"I'm feeling generous.", Lash said simply.

"Yes Mistress Lash. Can I please have another look around salesman?", Fhimra said to the man holding the vox.

The man panned the vox around, and the vox briefly pointed at a colourful large plastic cutout of a cartoon Japanese looking school girl game character.

"Wait!, Go back to that anime girl!, Is that, is that Yandere Simulator?!", Fhimra asked in awe.

"Yes that is indeed Yandere Simulator…", The man said, pointing the vox at the cartoon girl.

"I know that the developer guy did all that stuff, but I simply MUST get this game, it's the most mental Indi game ever!", Fhimra exclaimed.

"I will buy it.", Lash said indulgently.

"Yes, but you will also need a gaming computer and monitor and…", the staff man began.

"I will buy all that stuff too.", Lash said simply.

"Does this version have mods so that I can make the rival girls look like Mistress Wendy and change their names to Wendy?", Fhimra asked the staff man hopefully.

"Yes we have all the mod versions that can be purchased separately…"

"I'll buy them.", Lash said simply.

"I'm going to have SO much fun drowning digital Mistress Wendy in a toilet bowl!, Oh oh oh!, I can put her hair in the fan and mince off her head!", Fhimra said with vindictive glee.

"What?", Lash asked in concern.

"The girl in the game is a serial killer who brutally murders other girls who like the same guy as her, it's infamous! (Not least because of the scandal when the developer did some… Stuff…)", Fhimra explained.

"Some stuff?", Lash asked in confusion.

"Underage girl stuff…", Fhimra said quietly.

"That's not in the game is it?", Lash asked in distaste.

"I… I hope not…", Fhimra replied quietly.

"There is no sex in the game, only violence.", the staff man promised.

"What else should I buy?", Lash asked Fhimra, changing the subject.

"What else do they sell?", Fhimra asked curiously.

"What if I just buy one of everything they sell?", Lash suggested.

"I won't say no if you really are feeling THAT generous Mistress Lash?!", Fhimra said in shock.

"I will buy one of everything you sell.", Lash said to the staff indulgently.

The staff were completely delighted, and Lash went to a counter and handled the payment with her coupon voucher book, paying many many metric tons of various grains in coupon vouchers taken from the book. Men from the bodyguard platoon very happily took away all of this shopping to her quarters, delighted by her generosity to their starving people, and Lash continued to be extraordinarily generous in every shop she could find, single handedly easing the famine considerably with countless tons of food.

Lash spent so much that soon Wendy herself came running to intervene.

Wendy was wearing one of her old pantsuits for the diplomatic negotiations, deliberately looking proper and reserved so that she would be taken seriously. She wore sensible black high heels with modest heel height, and her hair was done beautifully to look professional and serious. The only thing that looked off about her outfit was her cleavage.

Wendy was so big breasted that she exceeded even the J cup Fhimra, and breasts above a certain size simply REQUIRED cleavage to look neat and presentable in a top of any kind. Wendy was approximately an M cup with her current plastic surgery, but Wendy changed her breast size with surgery periodically so that sometimes she was smaller and sometimes even bigger. Wendy rarely had her breast surgery reduced to anything smaller than a K cup, but she never went higher than an N cup, changing between these extremes periodically with surgery on a whim, also regularly getting plastic surgery on her face to slightly change aspects of her face on a whim.

Octavia herself was currently a ridiculous O cup, or "Oh My God" cup as Fhimra put it, a completely crazy 15 inch bust!, Just bra destroyingly big! Literally bigger than a pair of human heads hanging off Octavia's chest!

Wendy wasn't Octavia big, but M cups were still an impressive 13 inch bust, far FAR too big to not wear cleavage. Putting these huge milkers in a normal smart respectable top without cleavage would swallow up so much of the top that it would either destroy the top in a spray of burst open buttons in the middle of negotiations, or at the very least it would look inelegant in one way or another depending upon the tightness of the garment. A figure hugging cleavage pantsuit just looked much more neat and professional for a woman with Wendy's figure.

Lash, like everyone else, couldn't help but look at Wendy's pale cleavage, her eyes drawn to the cavernous crevasse between the almost snowy white jiggle mountains, like the crevasse in some mighty glacier where many an explorer had lost his life falling down into the lightless depths…

Lash had cold hands and she didn't hesitate to warm them up by putting them down Wendy's deep cleavage quick as thought, not having to even ask under their *current* relationship dynamic. Lash sighed in comfort at the delicious warmth enveloping her cold hands spongily, and Wendy moaned softly with Slaaneshi pleasure at the feeling of the cold hands between her breasts.

"Mistress Lash, I hear that you have been giving quite a lot of grain to this ship.", Wendy opened sounding slightly stressed.

"I didn't just give it away, I have been shopping buying a lot of things for the household. Fhimra in particular is delighted with all the new gaming systems I bought for her.", Lash defended herself.

"You are very generous Mistress Lash, *but*, you are trading so much grain with our guests that it is weakening my negotiating position. My MOTHER kindly requests that you pause your shopping until *after* the negotiations are completed.", Wendy said carefully.

Lash paused at the information that she had displeased the Sevenson Matriarch herself and she nodded fearfully, not wanting to suffer a sudden assassination by Night Lords without warning in the near future…

"Am I in trouble with the Matriarch?", Lash asked quietly.

"Nothing that a really sincere apology won't resolve Mistress Lash.", Wendy said quietly, making Lash gulp.

"I believe that my Mother would like to speak to you at any rate Mistress Lash, regarding our impending engagement I presume.", Wendy said quietly.

"She wants to know about the switching situation?", Lash whispered quietly in Wendy's ear.

Wendy nodded in silence, making Lash thrill with dread.

"It won't be a problem, she just wants to check on us and touch base. She just gets worried about me, she loves me.", Wendy whispered reassuringly.

"My mind is still processing things, I don't have any clear plan in this. I hope that she doesn't expect clear answers that I cannot give.", Lash whispered anxiously.

"What is that supposed to mean Mistress Lash?", Wendy hissed in her ear in an upset hostile whisper.

"I don't care for your tone you cheeky slut.", Lash whispered back with cold dominance.

"That sounded suspiciously like the words of someone considering a breakup Mistress Lash.", Wendy whispered back coldly without apology.

"I don't want to break up with you, I LOVE you you stupid little slut!", Lash hissed in Wendy's ear in a hurt voice.

Wendy visibly relaxed at these words.

"If we weren't in public right now I would tan your backside you naughty girl.", Lash warned Wendy.

"We should go somewhere private then Mistress Lash, back to our quarters.", Wendy said quietly.

"I will return to our quarters when *I* choose to!", Lash whispered in her ear.

"With respect Mistress Lash, we have only a little time before a shuttle arrives to bring us back to my Mother, under HER orders. I would very much like to speak to you in private before then.", Wendy whispered in Lash's ear.

Lash felt a chill at this and hastily agreed to go with Wendy back to their diplomatic quarters.

The walk was swift with the help of transport trains and elevators, and the pair entered their opulent quarters with the bodyguards waiting outside the door not following them inside.

The quarters were piled high with a scary amount of shopping purchases, and Wendy paused in dismay at the amount of stuff that Lash had bought.

"The next time that we switch Mistress Lash, I warn you that you will be punished for this amount of shopping. I will teach you to respect the value of money with strict punishments Mistress Lash.", Wendy warned darkly, chilling Lash!

Lash bent Wendy over her knee immediately at these words and pulled down her pantsuit pants and the G string panties she wore underneath, giving Wendy's bared bottom a hard spanking to punish her for her insubordinate words!

Wendy moaned at her spanking but she refused to recant her threat, saying that she didn't "want" to do it but that Lash needed "financial discipline" to respect Wendy's money more in the future!

"I don't like this.", Lash said honestly to Wendy.

"I don't like it either Mistress Lash, but if you are going to be my sub one day then I unfortunately need to start disciplining you and training you. I love you, I don't want to hurt you, I only want what is best for my subs.", Wendy promised.

"I don't like that we are switching so abruptly. I am not ready and I don't think it's fair to say that I will get punished for breaking rules I didn't even know existed.", Lash said unhappily.

"I suppose that that is a fair complaint Mistress Lash. I didn't formally outline a specific spending limit for you so you didn't know that you were doing something wrong.", Wendy hesitantly conceded.

"I only bought so much stuff because I am a good person, surely you know that I'm not just an irresponsible spendthrift. Those people were starving, my empathic ability could feel their hunger and pain and desperation. I showed them mercy and got a lot of purchases in the process.", Lash informed Wendy, hurt at the mere suggestion that Lash was just being irresponsible with money for no reason.

"That is noble Mistress Lash, but it is not helpful in my negotiations. We NEED these people to be hungry and desperate so that they will agree to more of our demands. I am in a LOT of trouble because of what you did, and *I* will suffer punishments over this at work, probably a temporary pay cut and other disciplinary actions.", Wendy informed her.

"I didn't know that, and that's a HORRIBLE negotiation tactic!", Lash protested.

"I obviously need to work on my communication with you Mistress Lash. You are right that it's not fair to punish you for this when you didn't know and had the noblest of intentions Mistress Lash.", Wendy offered reconciliatorily.

"Thank you for that, and we DO need to communicate more about a LOT of things. If you want me to switch, then it should be done on MY terms with ME deciding my limits and things I consent to. You want ME to have fun too don't you?", Lash said seriously.

"Yes I want you to have fun Mistress Lash.", Wendy happily agreed.

"Well then you need to consult with me about what play types we will be doing so that we both have fun. I really enjoyed the oral sex when I was in bondage last night, the breast play in bondage was also wonderful. I wouldn't mind you using a strap on to fuck my vagina while I'm in bondage. We could have really hot sex every time I switch and it could make me cum so hard. I would LOVE that sort of play.", Lash offered hopefully.

"That's pretty mild. I would like to add in pain and domination and especially tickling to make it perfect Mistress Lash.", Wendy pressed hopefully.

"You have Fhimra and Octavia for that stuff, can't you just make me into your orgasm sub who cums for you?", Lash negotiated.

"At first yes you certainly can be, but sooner or later you'll be broken in and you'll take my tickles Mistress Lash.", Wendy insisted.

Lash frowned at this, Wendy wasn't respecting Lash's limits, the sign of a really garbage Dominatrix.

"You are not respecting my limits Wendy, shame on you.", Lash rebuked with feeling.

"I'm sorry Mistress Lash, I will respect your limits until you are ready to expand them.", Wendy amended what she had said yet again!

"Stop assuming that in the future my limits will change to what you want them to be!, That's not what BDSM is about!, The FIRST rule of BDSM is that the sub is the one who decides what scenes they will do!, Dommes have to operate WITHIN the boundaries that the sub sets!", Lash shouted at Wendy angrily.

Wendy was speechless at these words.

"You are disrespecting the art of BDSM!, You think that you are ready to be a Domme when you don't know shit about how to top responsibly!, You are just a cheeky sub with delusions of topping your Mistress with no idea how to do it!", Lash chastised Wendy passionately.

"I'm sorry Mistress Lash, you are right that I am getting ahead of myself. I want to do it properly and make you proud of me.", Wendy apologised deeply.

"I will teach you to top, of course I will, but I want you to keep your expectations reasonable as to what I will consent to do with you.", Lash told Wendy.

"You just want to have sex Mistress Lash?, You don't want to do even a LITTLE bit more than that?", Wendy asked hopefully.

"There is nothing dishonourable about being a bondage cum slut and squirt slut submissive who doesn't do pain or tickling, plenty of excellent subs do exactly this. They get completely fucked sideways by their Doms and they are very good and obedient girls that make their Doms very happy.", Lash defended.

"I suppose that that could be SERIOUSLY hot Mistress Lash.", Wendy said sounding sexually aroused.

"Exactly!, You can still do the rough stuff with the tickle slaves but just have me as your cum slut.", Lash insisted.

Wendy nodded but still looked unconvinced.

***…

Fhimra the tickle slave felt jealous protective rage as she endlessly blew wet raspberries with her mouth into Octavia's soft smooth armpits, making Octavia howl with laughter naked in bondage strapped standing spread eagle with her back to an X frame.

Fhimra was hugging Octavia's side tightly as she blew endlessly into her armpit, desperately scared of losing her fiancée. The loud raspberry noises of her lips against Octavia's armpits was completely drowned out by Octavia's ticklish howling laughter, Octavia's impossibly sexy naked body thrashing reflexively in her strict bondage, her face split with a smile of absolute laughter.

Fhimra herself was also completely naked, her enormous bare J cup sized multi-ethnic stripy breasts pressing tightly into Octavia's side below the armpit as Fhimra crouched down slightly to keep her mouth at armpit blowing level. The pair were still in Ahmed Muhammad's tickling dungeon, with Octavia strapped in one of his standing X frames that the pair of lovers were borrowing.

The other tickle slaves were scattered throughout the dungeon and Ahmed was currently away at work. The six apprentices were also still here, but half of them were currently focusing their sadistic attention on the insane Tickle-Chan chained up in another room, filling the dungeon with Tickle-Chan's hysterical ticklish laughter, and the other half of the apprentices were individually playing with Kim-Ly and Sharmaine and Deborah in other rooms, making even more laughter.

Fhimra knew that the apprentices were deliberately giving Fhimra and Octavia some space in light of the recent news, and Fhimra greatly appreciated this kindness. She wanted to be alone with Octavia at this time, she was so scared that Octavia would be taken away from her and she was desperate to have as much quality time with Octavia as possible while she still could!

Fhimra redoubled her raspberries to Octavia's armpit, making Octavia cackle hysterically, Octavia's beautiful laughing face split desperately with a frantic tickled grin. Fhimra just kept blowing loudly against the saliva slicked smooth soft pale armpit, keeping Octavia howling with desperate laughter.

"My arm-ha-ha pits are-ha so-ho-ho tick-ha-ha-lish!", Octavia cackled desperately.

Fhimra blew even harder to make her go crazy with laughter.

"I love you!", Octavia howled with laughter.

"I love you too.", Fhimra said into her armpit, then resumed blowing endless super ticklish raspberries.

Octavia laughed hard in delight, pleasured by tickling as always, her body language warmly urging Fhimra to continue tickling her like this.

Fhimra wanted to cry as she kept blowing raspberries in her fiancée's armpit, she didn't want to lose Octavia and her fear of loss was raw in her throat.

Fhimra knew from her own prayers to Tzeentch that TigerLily's prophecy was true. If Lash left Wendy then Fhimra's engagement to Octavia was doomed!, Wendy now wanted Lash to SWITCH, and if Lash didn't go along with this then Fhimra would lose her chance to marry Octavia!

Please Lash, PLEASE just go along with it!, Please stay with Wendy!, Fhimra silently prayed in tears as she blew her lips on Octavia's armpit.

Fhimra would give Lash orgasms forever if she would only endure for Fhimra's sake, Fhimra would reward her with a lifetime of pleasure and love and gratitude if she could just be selfless enough to endure submission to Wendy!

Fhimra didn't know what she could give Lash, she didn't have money or anything, but Fhimra would give Lash whatever she could if only Lash would stay with Wendy for life!

Fhimra sobbed into Octavia's armpit, so profoundly upset by this. TigerLily had not warned Lash and Fhimra of the full details of her prophecy, deliberately getting their hopes up to maximally feed Tzeentch!, Fhimra might understand the sentiment of why TigerLily had done this but it was still HORRIBLE to get blindsided like this!

"Don't cry.", Octavia soothed with a ticklish giggle as she noticed Fhimra's tears, and Fhimra stopped blowing raspberries to cry hard into Octavia's armpit.

"Don't stop the raspberries either!", Octavia complained at the end to her tickling.

"You don't have to cry Fhimra, we will be together as wives one day. Mistress Lash and Owner Wendy will pull through.", Octavia soothed with childlike faith.

"I hope so.", Fhimra sobbed in tears.

"Untie me so that I can give you a cuddle.", Octavia requested soothingly.

Fhimra nodded in tears and blindly unstrapped one of Octavia's arms by touch alone.

Octavia immediately wrapped her free arm around Fhimra tightly, kissing Fhimra's hair as she sobbed into Octavia's side boob.

Octavia briefly used her free arm to unstrap her other arm, and she hugged Fhimra tightly with both arms, Octavia's legs still bound tightly against the X frame.

Octavia gradually unstrapped her legs in between cuddling Fhimra, and as soon as she was free she took Fhimra to a nearby bondage bed and lay down with her unbound on the covers, the pair cuddling tightly in the nude.

Fhimra was still crying hard and Octavia dutifully kissed away her tears sweetly, encouraging her that it would be okay. Fhimra was stubbornly sad, but Octavia just kept soothing her until she was too well kissed and cuddled to keep crying. It was devastatingly sweet of Octavia, making Fhimra love her even more.

Fhimra just couldn't keep crying as this naked monument to feminine sexiness kept kissing her lips so perfectly, Octavia's subtle auras were obviously activated and they were soothing Fhimra beautifully.

Fhimra sighed in the arms of the woman she loved most, loving Octavia so much that it hurt. Octavia wasn't just sexy but also genuinely sweet, she had a beautiful personality that Fhimra completely adored.

"I cherish you so deeply. You are so dear to me, I love you Octavia.", Fhimra admitted, kissing her deeply.

"I know that you really care about me Fhimra. I care about you too, I want to marry you and be with you forever.", Octavia replied tenderly in a beautiful soft voice.

The pair kissed passionately on the bed for a while, and Octavia end-for-ended in the cuddle so that her vagina was in Fhimra's face and Octavia's face was on Fhimra's vagina.

Fhimra passionately had 69 position mutual oral sex with Octavia on top of her, energetically eating Octavia's extremely wet clean soft smooth warm pussy, feeling the juices all over her face as she made Octavia moan down the other end of her body. Fhimra moaned in pleasure of her own as Octavia fiendishly licked and nibbled her moist special place, her eyes staring up into her forehead as her moist folds and sensitive clitoris were softly plied and teased.

Fhimra came hard more times than she could count with Octavia's perfect vagina in her face, feeling both of their huge tits squashed flat against their respective bodies so that they could eat each other out. Octavia squirted all over Fhimra's face in fragrant sprays of vaginal fluid, screaming in orgasm repeatedly. It was truly blissful.

Fhimra couldn't stay sad as she was given so much tender energetically enthusiastic pleasure, transported to heaven with the woman she loved, and together they just fucked through their feelings until they were so cummed out that they just lay half comatose kissing each other's vaginas softly in a blissful afterglow.

Fhimra felt so close to Octavia after this good long shag, the emotional intimacy was so strong at these times, Fhimra felt so safe and so comfortable. It was heavenly bliss to lay with her chosen lover at the end of perfect sex like this, she just wanted to stay like this forever with Octavia's satisfied vagina resting on her face.

The pair lay softly kissing each other's vulvas for a while, and they were suddenly unexpectedly interrupted by Ahmed's personal steward entering the dungeon with his authorised palm scan, (the steward having his own palms authorised to open the locked door so that he could enter to clean the dungeon, he and Ahmed alone capable of unlocking the door by the palm scanner).

The steward respectfully approached Fhimra and Octavia, averting his eyes but with an unavoidable erection swelling the front of his trousers over the sight of the pair of huge breasted naked women in the 69 position. The steward held a package for the pair of women, he respectfully left the package on the end of the bed and left the dungeon again, locking the dungeon entrance door shut behind him.

Fhimra was embarrassed to have been seen like this by the steward but she composed herself and unentangled herself from Octavia and crawled over to the package, opening it curiously after seeing from the shipping sticker that it was signed by the semi-literate Lash with the word "Lash" in every box including the shipping information box not just the signature box. The poor thing couldn't read very well, at least not in Low Gothic, and she always had terrible trouble with forms like this. The elegant handwriting of Wendy had subsequently added the correct information over the top of the unnecessary signatures, making Fhimra feel pity for poor Lash.

Lash wasn't a genius like Fhimra and wasn't born in a tribe of geniuses who taught their kids to read and write like Fhimra's tribe had. Lash was born poor in a Clan of semi-literate Pro Dommes who couldn't afford the tuition fees to send their kids to school. Education in literacy wasn't free for the low born in the forces of Chaos, if your parents couldn't or wouldn't pay for your education as a child then you simply missed out. The children of the poor went to "school" of a sort, but it was a trade school designed to teach work skills to perform some type of hard labor, only the most gifted children being invested in with literacy education to let them do more complex types of labor such as plumbers and electricians.

Lash had not been one of the rare lucky gifted few but had tried to learn to read and write later in life when she had the money to finally afford it, but it wasn't something you could learn easily later in life once the brain was no longer full of the neural plasticity of childhood. She was semi-literate and sadly probably always would be.

Fhimra sighed and opened the package revealing a brand new original Game Boy!

Fhimra gasped at the sight of this beautiful thing, it even had a Nintendo logo on it despite the company no longer existing. These things hadn't been made in 38 thousand years but the ice planet she couldn't pronounce apparently still made Game Boys brand new!

"Beautiful…", Fhimra said in wonder as the naked Octavia crawled over curiously.

Fhimra rummaged around in the rest of the package and pulled out a box of real double A batteries that hadn't been made in thousands of years, and she happily put four of these batteries in a compartment in the back of the Game Boy.

"Aw. A cute cat and mouse!", Octavia said adoringly, pulling a small colourful yellow box out of the packaging, labeled "The Simpsons: Itchy and Scratchy Miniature Golf Madness".

Fhimra opened the box and pulled out the Game Boy game it contained, putting it in the Game Boy and turning it on, Octavia watching over her shoulder enthusiastically.

Jaunty music filled the air as the game started, and Fhimra quickly got the hang of the controls and started the game.

"Aw, that cute cartoon cat is playing golf.", Octavia said happily.

Fhimra pressed the B button but Scratchy just kept hitting the ball up in the air without even hitting it off the starting tee.

"The ball isn't going anywhere.", Octavia said unnecessarily.

Fhimra experimented with the controls, and by pressing up on the cross shaped arrow pad she got Scratchy to line up next to the ball with his golf club and a power bar.

Fhimra pressed the B button once, and the ball was hit a tiny distance away, apparently needing the B button to be held down to power up the power bar for a stronger shot.

"You hit the ball!", Octavia said excitedly.

Fhimra got Scratchy to jump with the A button, and experimented with the controls before standing him next to the ball again and using the power bar to get the ball hit with maximum power.

"The ball went off the screen Fhimra!", Octavia narrated unnecessarily as Fhimra got Scratchy to follow the ball.

"The ball is on a bridge?, Be careful!, (Gasp) The bridge disappeared he's falling!, Oh he's ok!, You hit the ball again. Where did it go?, Aw look it's the cute little mouse, what is he?, (Screams), What did the mouse just do to the cat!?, The mouse is back again!, (Gasp), oh you jumped over the mouse!, Quick hit the ball Fhimra!, The mouse is back again!, (Screams), Why is the mouse doing these things?!, (More screaming), A hammer?, The cat is squashing all the mice out of the way with the hammer?, Yay the mice are gone!, Quick hit the ball again Fhimra!, Keep hitting it!, Hit the ball again quickly Fhimra!, Quick follow after the ball!, Why does the mouse have a missile launcher?, (Screams)", Octavia narrated adorably with childlike emotion.

"It's only a game Octavia.", Fhimra reassured her with a huge giggle at her adorable reaction.

"It's really scary!, (Screams), That mouse is evil!, He's murdering the cat!", Octavia panicked adorably at the game.

"What happened?!", Octavia said in a panic as the screen changed to Itchy giggling over Scratchy's grave.

"I ran out of lives, it's game over, the cat is dead.", Fhimra explained.

Octavia howled with sobbing grief and heavy tears adorably.

"Oh look I can resurrect the cat with Crusty the Clown.", Fhimra reassured the howling Octavia.

Octavia gasped with relief when Fhimra respawned Scratchy, but she was soon screaming adorably again when Scratchy encountered Itchy yet again.

"I can't control the game properly if you keep tugging on my arm and screaming in my ear Octavia.", Fhimra urged as she lost a few more lives from Octavia distracting her.

The game was absolutely brutal for a supposed children's game, how in the HELL did Nintendo get this game past the censorship committee?!, It took Fhimra ages to finish just the first level and way over par for the golf course, and she had only two lives left as she started the next level.

Octavia was soon sobbing brokenly again when Fhimra ran out of lives and the screen showed Itchy laughing over Scratchy's grave, and Fhimra wondered if she should keep playing or not.

Fhimra let Octavia try playing for a while as Fhimra inspected what else was in the package, but Octavia screamed and dropped the Game Boy on the bed the moment she encountered Itchy, literally running away from the Game Boy and hiding behind Fhimra in an adorable panic.

Fhimra chuckled at Octavia's adorable behaviour and searched in the package for more games, pulling out all sorts of the most ultra niche games imaginable, literally none of the games common mainstream stuff.

"Oddworld Adventures?, Is this an Abe's Odyssey spin off?", Fhimra mused at one of the games.

"Is that scary?", Octavia asked anxiously.

"For you even Mario would be scary Octavia.", Fhimra said with affectionate exasperation.

"Legend of the River King?, A fishing game?, That should be safe.", Fhimra mused over one of the games and put it in the game boy and started playing for a while.

Octavia calmed down for a while but then suddenly screamed.

"Seriously?!, Even the fishing game is violent!", Fhimra exclaimed in exasperation.

Fhimra turned the Game Boy off and began to tickle Octavia on the bed until she was cheered up, tying Octavia down spread eagle to the bondage bed digging her fingers into Octavia's huge side boobs to make her go absolutely nuts with hard laughter.

"I need to pee.", Octavia squealed when Fhimra was really getting into it.

Fhimra grumpily untied Octavia, and realised that she also needed to pee, following her to the bathroom, entering the bathroom to find Mistress Blade the apprentice Dominatrix sitting on the only toilet taking a piss and changing her tampon.

Fhimra and Octavia lowered their faces submissively in her presence as Mistress Blade pulled up her panties and straightened up her black latex Dominatrix outfit after she finished, the Dominatrix discretely binning her old tampon and washing her hands thoroughly at the bathroom sink.

Octavia submissively sat on the toilet and peed loudly in a long stream, drying herself with a square of toilet paper and not even flushing, Fhimra sitting after her and also peeing and wiping, then flushing for both of them.

Mistress Blade stood in the bathroom silently watching the pair as they washed their hands, her expression deeply sympathetic.

"How are you girls doing right now?", Mistress Blade asked sympathetically.

"I've been better Mistress Blade.", Fhimra said quietly.

"I'm very happy being tickled Mistress Blade, but earlier I got scared from the Boy Game.", Octavia said stupidly.

Mistress Blade ignored Octavia's stupidity and gave Fhimra a great big hug, telling her that she was a very good girl.

Fhimra humoured this sympathy but she really wasn't feeling it, and Mistress Blade accompanied the pair back to the bondage bed, binding both Octavia and Fhimra spread eagle side by side.

Fhimra laughed hard as her abdomen was squeezed in a terrible place that gave her unendurable masochistic pleasure, Octavia also laughed hard as she was squeezed in the same spot by Mistress Blade's other hand, but Fhimra just wasn't feeling the same thrill today, too glum and anxious about the future.

Fhimra was ticklish and she *must* laugh, so laugh she did, but she wasn't in the mood right now and was only going along with this because she had absolutely no choice in the matter.

Fhimra endured her customary living hell of belly tickling with squealing laughter, forced to interact with the sensation, forced to feel it and unable to escape. She got some pleasure from it but she just wasn't in the mood for something so playful right now.

Mistress Blade was merciless with the two tickle slaves, giving them absolute hell in various extremely ticklish places on their bodies, and Fhimra could only thrash reflexively from each jolt of sensation and howl and squeal with laughter, her naked body jiggling energetically. It was a very sexy predicament and Fhimra very VERY gradually warmed up as it went on and on, getting reluctantly wet and flustered as it just mercilessly continued, until Fhimra was nursing a puddle.

"There's that little puddle you coy girl.", Mistress Blade teased Fhimra wonderfully, and tickled her even more until she was overflowing and running down between her legs.

Mistress Blade left briefly and returned wearing a bright red strap on dildo with an upwards bend in the very blunt pointy front to probe the G spot!

Fhimra's mouth went dry with desire at the sight of the bent strap on on the gorgeous Mistress Blade, and she breathed hard as Mistress Blade crawled above Fhimra's bound body and slowly lowered her pelvis…

Fhimra gasped and groaned as her puddle was penetrated by hard unyielding plastic, and she moaned as her G spot was pressed unstoppably!

Fhimra squealed with laughter as Mistress Blade resumed tickling Fhimra and Octavia in unison, Mistress Blade laying her front on Fhimra's massive fake breasts to support her upper body as her hands freely tickled hideously sensitive jiggling female skin!

Fhimra thrashed reflexively in her bonds from the tickling as she was fucked wonderfully, and she was soon begging for permission to cum, which was promptly denied!

"I don't want my tickle slave to cum too early, we have only just begun!", Mistress Blade teased gleefully.

Fhimra could only laugh and fountain as she was dominated, enduring the most wonderful penetration in her ultimate soft spot.

Octavia was laughing hysterically beside Fhimra, making this even hotter, and Fhimra was absolutely wet as fuck now and loudly begging for climax.

"Not even close to climax yet you horny girl.", Mistress Blade teased wonderfully, and Fhimra groaned in wonderful dismay, absolutely loving this hellishly cruel edging and orgasm control.

Mistress Blade then swapped girls for a while, fucking Octavia with the strap on as Fhimra gasped in sexual frustration!

"You can't cum either Octavia.", Mistress Blade taunted, burying her free hand in Fhimra's armpit to tickle her to hysterics!

Fhimra thrashed and howled with tormented laughter from her poor armpit, so horny that she would die if she didn't get the dildo back again soon!

Octavia's penetration went on and on as Fhimra was cruelly tickled and frustrated so wonderfully, then Mistress Blade returned to penetrate Fhimra's puddle again, making Fhimra gasp and beg for climax almost immediately.

Mistress Blade denied every request, making Fhimra hold it back, and it was the most wonderful sadism that made Fhimra so wet that it was ridiculous.

Fhimra almost cried when Mistress Blade changed girls again, so wet that it was getting gross now. The torture of this frustration was absolutely wonderful sadistic domination that made her go absolutely crazy horny!

Again and again she was taunted and teased as she was tickled constantly, and Fhimra was begging like a slut in her lust, in her own submissive masochistic heaven right now as she was tortured and frustrated absolutely perfectly.

Fhimra was such a slut by the end that she was anybody's right now, and that was when Mistress Blade finally put her out of her misery with permission to cum!

Fhimra moaned and screamed as she had the god of all orgasms, the cruel edging building up the pleasure to almost agonising extremes. Mistress Blade didn't let Fhimra stop orgasming once she started, demanding that she count out literally ONE HUNDRED orgasms before she would be allowed to stop cumming!

Fhimra was such a complete lust slut by this point that she agreed without pause, loudly counting out her orgasms as she was fucked into heaven.

The first thirty orgasms were hard pleasure, but by 31 it was getting really painful, but Mistress Blade was completely merciless, demanding the full one hundred!

Fhimra was in hell and heaven at the same time as she kept having orgasms, they were SO painful but the pain felt good to Fhimra's masochism!, This was wonderful torture!

Fhimra had no idea how she made it all the way to 90 orgasms, her vagina pure pain by this point, but Mistress Blade was merciless and forced Fhimra to keep going as she moaned in severe vaginal pain!

"Ninety eight!", Fhimra gasped in complete agony, her pussy feeling completely broken by now.

"Just two more!", Mistress Blade said sadistically!

"I can't have any more!, It hurts!", Fhimra exclaimed in agony and dismay.

"Two more!", Mistress Blade cruelly demanded!

Fhimra yelped in pain as she was fucked even more, and she forced herself into the agony of just one more, crying real tears of pain as she crested into pure agony!

Mistress Blade licked away Fhimra's tears and forced her on, and Fhimra sobbed through the pain to a hellish one hundredth orgasm, her pussy nothing but hot pain now!

Mistress Blade FINALLY pulled out of the gasping Fhimra, and Fhimra thanked her for the wonderful torture gratefully, feeling strangely wonderful after all this cruelty.

"The cruelty isn't over yet.", Mistress Blade taunted sadistically and resumed tickling Fhimra's tummy as she got started fucking Octavia to a full 100.

Fhimra felt a lot better at the end of this unconscionable cruelty, she and Octavia laying untied in the bed with the now naked Mistress Blade, the three of them snuggling together naked and kissing heavily in a three way kiss of pure bliss.

Fhimra had needed a good long very cruel scene like this and she felt emotionally recharged as her pussy throbbed with wonderful agony, kissing this exquisitely cruel Dominatrix in perfect contentment.

"That was absolutely perfect Mistress Blade.", Fhimra sighed in appreciation.

Mistress Blade smiled dominantly with her cruel beautiful Asian face, and she kissed Fhimra passionately for a while, the pair soon joined by Octavia, tongues visiting each other's mouths erotically.

"What are friends for.", Mistress Blade told Fhimra very fondly.

"We are friends Mistress Blade?", Fhimra asked hopefully.

"I consider you a very dear friend indeed.", Mistress Blade told Fhimra warmly.

Fhimra blushed, feeling special at these words.

"I will always look after you when you need me to, whether you need your pussy broken or just a shoulder to cry on I am here for you Fhimra.", Mistress Blade said tenderly.

"Am I your friend too Mistress Blade?", Octavia asked hopefully.

"What makes you feel like you are worthy of my exalted friendship you submissive little slut?", Mistress Blade asked Octavia dominantly.

"Aw, but I want to be your friend too!", Octavia pouted like a child.

"You are a plaything that I get to tickle and dominate and fuck as much as I like, you are not my equal.", Mistress Blade put Octavia into her place with vulva moistening delicious dominance.

"Of course Mistress Blade, but do you like me too?", Octavia asked insecurely in deep submission.

"Of course I like you you little tickle whore!", Mistress Blade snapped, and Octavia made happy noises of contented relief.

"I am deeply touched by your love and support Mistress Blade, so deeply touched.", Fhimra said gratefully.

"If worst comes to the worst, I will come for you and keep you safe.", Mistress Blade whispered in Fhimra's ear, and Fhimra teared up slightly and nodded at these beautiful words.

"You have my address and contact information.", Mistress Blade added quietly in Fhimra's ear and she nodded feeling really touched and supported.

"Could you really steal me like that?", Fhimra whispered in her ear uncertainly.

"Freedom by marriage elopement, shotgun wedding. I will give Wendy a lasgun to compensate her for what you cost her to buy.", Mistress Blade chuckled.

"That could get really ugly if Wendy kicks up a stink.", Fhimra warned.

"I would still do that for you if it came to that, if things fell apart for you. I would have you for my wife Fhimra.", Mistress Blade offered her!

Fhimra was astonished by this offer and completely speechless.

"Only if it comes to that. I still fully intend to be one of the bridesmaids at your wedding to Octavia.", Mistress Blade added quickly.

Fhimra nodded in understanding and kissed Mistress Blade gratefully, so thankful to have this kind support in her life.

"It won't come to that, we will get married and live ticklishly ever after.", Octavia weighed in.

"I really hope so.", Fhimra said, kissing Octavia passionately with the deepest of love.

***…

"Aw shit!, Why can't anything ever work out for poor little Wendy!", the Sevenson Matriarch thought silently as she wrapped Lash up in her long daemonic tongues to taste her mind and memories.

They were in the throne room onboard the Nightmare Asylum, with Wendy looking at MA7 with tragically hopeful expectation, fully believing everything to be fine with Lash.

Wendy was sadly mistaken…

MA7 carefully hid her rage as she tasted the thoughts of Lash, just so upset and hurt for the coming hurt and upset that Wendy was about to be put through. Lash was supposed to be Wendy's *most* perfect partner EVER but she was just a bitter disappointment!, Wendy was MA7's number one favourite daughter and anyone who made her sweet Wendy cry was someone that MA7 had a problem with.

"I can sense your anger with me. I'm truly sorry.", Lash thought, MA7 tasting the thought instantly.

"You are going to break my daughter's heart and I HATE you for that!", MA7 psychically said in Lash's mind with naked disgust, just so deeply upset because truth be told she really liked Lash and was just so *disappointed* that it hurt her deeply.

"I don't want to break her heart, I want to marry her.", Lash attempted.

"Liar!, You won't even switch for her!, Octavia switched for Wendy without hesitation when they were married, but you can't even do that for a woman who loves you!", MA7 condemned.

"It's not that easy for me, I am not Octavia.", Lash defended herself.

"I want Wendy and Octavia to get back together, I fully approve of Octavia and she's not a bitter disappointment. Are you just standing in the way of Wendy's happiness?", MA7 declared in Lash's mind, poor sweet Wendy still looking at them expectantly, expecting good news.

"Octavia is already with someone else who will be completely devastated if that happened.", Lash began to think.

"I don't care about a tickle slave who doesn't even worship Slaanesh, I care about what is best for WENDY!, Wendy alone is important in this love square, all others are insects, nothing.", MA7 spelled it out bluntly.

"I won't simply step aside from the woman I love out of convenience. Wendy herself would cry if she could hear this conversation.", Lash stood her ground, quaking with fear.

"Are you seriously going to switch fully for Wendy?, Do you love her enough to become her tickle slave wife for the rest of your life?", MA7 asked sternly, secretly hoping that she would.

"I have already agreed to switch with clear limits, being a tickle slave is beyond the limits I agreed to.", Lash defended herself.

"That is not good enough!, I want my beloved daughter to be fully fulfilled sexually by someone who loves her enough to take a lifetime of literal torture just to make her smile!, If it makes Wendy happy then I expect you to flush all your limits down the toilet!", MA7 demanded.

"Even Octavia has a hard limit for electric shocks.", Lash protested.

"Electric shocks is but one thing out of a multitude of different types of torture, and a torture that Wendy has little interest in inflicting. But for the pettiest exceptions Octavia has no limits, she will endure anything to give Wendy pleasure. You won't even be tickled for Wendy!", MA7 accused.

"Doesn't Wendy herself get any say in this?, I am a good person who loves your daughter very deeply, you are being unfair to both me and Wendy.", Lash defended.

MA7 let go of Lash with her tongues and let her full rage show on her face, alarming Wendy.

"You DARE to stand your ground against me as though we are equals?!", MA7 snarled, choosing her words very carefully to minimise upset to Wendy.

"What did she do wrong Mummy?!", Wendy asked in desperate alarm.

"I stood up for myself.", Lash said defensively.

Wendy smiled in submissive appreciation at these words, imagining Lash to be very dominant.

"I meant no offence Matriarch, I apologise profusely for any offence I have caused.", Lash said respectfully.

"You don't even believe that Wendy is ready to switch!", MA7 confronted her.

"That's true Matriarch, I don't believe that she is ready yet. She should attain perfection in submission before she switches, Wendy has more to learn still before she is perfectly submissive. I think that even Wendy herself would agree that she has room for improvement.", Lash spoke her mind politely.

"I am not so much in agreement personally speaking Mistress Lash, I don't even get wet without permission anymore, I can endure itching paint without breaking discipline. My body is completely disciplined.", Wendy submissively disagreed.

"I have my doubts Wendy.", Lash disagreed.

"You ask the impossible Lash, Wendy is already perfect!, Now take what you dish out and switch with Wendy already or get the hell out of this family!", MA7 barked, the words said out of pain.

"MUMMY!", Wendy protested in disbelief.

"I mean it!, Anyone who can't endure daily torture of WENDY's choosing for Wendy's pleasure doesn't really love her!, Do you love Wendy or not?, CHOOSE!", MA7 demanded.

"Switching takes time, I need to ease into it at the very least.", Lash protested.

"Mummy this is my own personal love life you are getting involved in here!", Wendy protested.

"I want you to either show that you are really serious or take a hike!", MA7 demanded of Lash.

Lash paused for a long moment, looking deeply pained and distressed, then she nodded.

"I'm serious, I will switch, but by the book with a full submission contract.", Lash said weakly.

Wendy ran to Lash and hugged her in absolute joy, kissing her over and over again in delight.

"If you actually follow through and stay with Wendy through every torture SHE wants to inflict upon you then I will truly respect you and welcome you into this family, but if you are going to let her down then don't string it out longer than necessary or I will be furious.", MA7 warned grudgingly, secretly relieved as she genuinely liked Lash and wanted her for a daughter-in-law.

"I'm willing to take it slow, just gentle tickling to start with until I have you fully broken in.", Wendy reassured, making Lash flinch at the mere thought.

"I beg you to be as gentle as possible, this is going to be very hard on me.", Lash pleaded Wendy anxiously.

"I will be a little bit mean but not too much, just mean enough to keep pushing your endurance so you can take more each time.", Wendy warned and reassured at the same time.

"You… You still love me right?", Lash asked anxiously.

"How can you even ask me that, of course I do!", Wendy replied.

"If you love me then you will be kind to me, right?, You won't make my life a living hell?", Lash begged Wendy.

"Trust me.", Wendy said sweetly, kissing Lash tenderly.

MA7 wondered if Lash would actually prove her fears wrong and endure for Wendy's sake for the rest of her life. She sincerely hoped so…

***…

"No!, Stop!, Stop!", Lash was squealing with laughter tied spread eagle to the bed naked, as Wendy enthusiastically plied her armpits with her fast fingertips.

Wendy grinned with a wonderful feeling of playful sadism, turned on intensely by Lash's tickling.

Lash was thrashing around like crazy tugging against her bonds trying to escape the tickling, and Wendy kept stroking her armpits sadistically, getting super horny to get to tickle this woman that she desired so strongly.

"You said you would be gentle!", Lash pleaded in her frantic laughter.

"This is SUPER gentle, have you SEEN what I do to Fhimra and Octavia!", Wendy laughed.

"This is mean!, You MUST stop!", Lash begged in hysterical laughter.

"I'm barely even touching you, I'm not even digging in yet.", Wendy promised.

"Don't dig in!, Don't you dare!", Lash begged desperately.

Wendy naturally dug into Lash's armpits for one second and she went absolutely crazy, thrashing frantically to escape, laughing in torment.

"You can't keep doing this, PLEASE stop!", Lash squealed.

"You know the submission contract you signed, no stopping can be demanded without saying the safe word.", Wendy reminded her, tickling her armpits relentlessly with light fast stroking.

"But I get *punished* if I say the safe word!", Lash protested.

"Of course, safe words are naughty and won't be rewarded.", Wendy said firmly.

"It's not my fault that I can't read the fine print on the contract!, You didn't explain the contract properly before I signed it!", Lash protested.

"The safe word punishments are just a loss of privileges, they won't actually hurt you.", Wendy reminded Lash.

"But a loss of sex privileges too?!", Lash protested in laughter.

"If you don't consent then I don't consent either, I also get consent rights if you do.", Wendy explained reasonably.

"But you extended it to my sexual access to Fhimra and Octavia not just you!", Lash squealed ticklishly, Wendy still all over her armpits.

"They are my slaves who I legally own, my own consent covers my property as well.", Wendy explained reasonably.

"But I have a relationship with Fhimra. If I crack an say the safe word in the morning then for the WHOLE DAY I don't get to do anything with Fhimra!", Lash protested.

"Then just don't say the safe word.", Wendy said reasonably.

"You are not nice!", Lash accused.

"I'm nice, I'm just mean as well as nice. I'm being SUPER gentle with you, I can be TRULY not nice if you want me to be.", Wendy informed her squealing girlfriend.

"No!, Be nice!, Be nice!", Lash squealed frantically when Wendy showed her what mean really looked like.

The naked Lash was so slender and elegant, her face beautiful and her black hair long. She was just deliciously ticklish all over and it was a true pleasure to tickle her naked in bondage like this. Wendy was getting the most intense thrills of pleasure from tickling her former Dominatrix like this, all subs secretly desiring their Dommes above all others.

"I can't take anymore of this!", Lash squealed.

"You will take as much as I say you will take.", Wendy told her submissive girlfriend in a warning tone.

"If you love me then stop!, If you truly love me then show me that you love me and stop!", Lash pleaded.

Wendy grumpily stopped at these words, not liking this emotional manipulation, feeling compelled to stop to prove that she loved Lash.

"Thank you for stopping!, I need some aftercare, I can't go on.", Lash gasped for breath.

"You are topping from the bottom.", Wendy accused.

"A sub asking the Dominant for aftercare isn't topping from the bottom!, BDSM is a sexual relationship!, People in relationships are allowed to ask for loving tenderness and support from their lovers, even in BDSM!", Lash protested.

Wendy sighed at these words and cuddled the bound Lash without untying her, kissing her lips sweetly and playing with her boobs.

"Thank you… Mistress Wendy. Thank you for giving me aftercare, I feel so fragile right now.", Lash said with deliberate submission, kissing Wendy lovingly.

"We will get the hang of this change, we just need to keep pushing forward until we iron out all the issues.", Wendy told her sub tenderly.

"I'm only doing any of this out of love, I absolutely hate this, I am doing this all selflessly out of love.", Lash told Wendy seriously.

Wendy frowned at these words, feeling unhappy.

"You don't like it at all?", Wendy asked in disappointment.

"Being tickled to distress in bondage is the very opposite of fun for me, I absolutely hate it. I already told you that I want to be your cum slut not a tickle slave.", Lash said seriously.

"I'm very happy to have you be my cum slut, but you know how big of a kink tickle sadism is for me, I want to tickle all my girls regularly including you.", Wendy told Lash.

"I am genuinely struggling and I am just honestly speaking my mind to my Dominatrix in aftercare. I am requesting that you go easy on me so that I can cope. I think that I can be a top quality cum slut if you give me the chance Mistress Wendy.", Lash negotiated.

"You will be the best cum slut wife any woman ever had one day, but I need to fully break you in and train you. You need to fear my wrath and learn to obey, I will punish you to improve you.", Wendy encouraged.

"I know that you will tickle me and hurt me on occasion, I know you might be cruel to me, but it is my ambition to be a cum slut and a squirt slut and an oral slut as your submissive future wife. I would like to specialise in these things, and in gentle submissive pursuits like arts and dance and hospitality and being a submissive Geisha. These are things I am actually good at and can do well. I know that you will be stern with me, but I hope that if I behave perfectly you will reward me by letting me follow my passions.", Lash respectfully negotiated.

"I'm sure that you will be absolutely delightful as a submissive geisha cum slut wife, but I'm still going to tickle you every single day and far harder than this today. I want you to accept your fate and stop questioning what I want to do to you Lash.", Wendy said with firm finality.

"What will it be like outside of sex and submission?, Will I have free time for my job and my art?, Will I be given spending money as your submissive wife Mistress Wendy?", Lash asked hopefully.

"I will let you be my quiet geisha housewife when I'm not playing with you. You may work part time and pursue your hobbies with my permission if you want to, but I won't force you to work. I'm happy to let you spend money and buy stuff so long as it's not too excessive. I can just picture you submissively buying the groceries and managing the household like the quintessential submissive Japanese housewife.", Wendy said fondly.

"I would like to keep training apprentices for the rest of my life.", Lash requested seriously.

"I'm not sure if you will have time for that every year going forward, the apprentices take up so much of your time…", Wendy explained apologetically.

"I will have to give up my passion for teaching apprentices?", Lash asked with a tone of barely concealed anger!

"Watch your tone submissive.", Wendy warned Lash.

"My greatest passion in life is teaching my art to apprentices, it is REALLY important to me Mistress Wendy.", Lash warned politely.

"Not every year, I want you to have years off teaching so that I get you all for myself Lash.", Wendy said reasonably.

Lash's olive skinned face flushed redly, her whole body trembling in her bondage.

"You will still get to do it some years.", Wendy reassured.

"I thought you were my dear friend.", Lash said to Wendy in a tone of betrayal.

"I am more than your friend, I love you. I'm not saying no, just not as much.", Wendy soothed.

"You KNOW how important this is to me!, You are taking EVERYTHING and giving me NOTHING!, I can't be the Domme, I can't even sub the way I want, and now I can't even TEACH!, I have given EVERYTHING to make you happy and you can't even give me CRUMBS in return!", Lash erupted in anger.

Wendy slapped her sub across the face instantly for her raw disrespect and Lash responded by angrily spitting in Wendy's face!

"I didn't mean to do that, I was angry.", Lash stammered at what she had done.

"Apologies just won't cut it, you need punishment Lash.", Wendy said sternly and began to tickle her in her bondage mercilessly.

"No wait!, Stop!, Not there!, Stop!, I'm sorry!, Please!, Stop!", Lash shrieked with laughter, but Wendy was showing no mercy this time to this sub who had spat in Wendy's face during merciful compassionate aftercare!

"Naughty girl!, NAUGHTY GIRL!", Wendy scolded as she tickled Lash mercilessly.

"Hajsnip!", Lash screamed the safe word!

"You DARE to use the safe word to get out of sorely deserved punishment?!", Wendy snarled with daemonic rage.

"Just untie me!", Lash said angrily.

Wendy angrily untied the disobedient spoilt brat and Lash angrily got up and went to the couch to sleep for the night, crying angrily.

Wendy angrily hugged a pillow, wishing Octavia was here right now to cuddle in bed to soothe Wendy's hurt feelings.

Wendy and Lash both cried for a while, and Wendy eventually got up, still hugging a pillow, and went out to the couch to try to make up for this fight.

She found Lash still naked on the couch, sitting angrily hugging a pillow in tears. Wendy sat beside Lash hugging her own pillow and the pair sat in silence for a while just hugging their pillows tightly in raw feelings.

"This is the part where we make up.", Wendy whispered quietly after the silence became deafening.

"You going to apologise?", Lash asked coldly.

"Are you?", Wendy retorted.

"I already DID apologise!, You are the one who needs to say sorry right now!", Lash exploded into fresh anger.

"I am your Dominatrix, I have every right to punish you and put you in your place!", Wendy snapped.

"I said the safe word, so drop all of that and just apologise to me before I explode!", Lash snapped.

"I don't want to fight with you Lash.", Wendy offered in lieu of an apology.

"You are taking so much from me and not giving back. I want our relationship to work but you are giving me nothing back. You are being greedy and selfish Wendy.", Lash accused.

"I'm just being your Dominatrix, I'm allowed to take you dominantly and make the rules for you as I see fit.", Wendy explained.

"I don't treat subs like that, I didn't treat you like that as a sub. I made sure that all of your deepest needs were met. My needs are not being met now, and I expect my Dominatrix to meet my needs.", Lash said unhappily.

"What are your needs?", Wendy asked seriously.

"My art is everything, I am an obsessive artist who lives for her art. I am the best Dominatrix in this entire fleet by your own judging and I owe it to our BDSM lifestyle to give back to our community, to nurture new people and to keep the community thriving. I have my work, my regular subs, your brother and damn TigerLily to give marriage counselling to, (not that I even want to see HER right now!), I have stalls and events to run and volunteer at, and most importantly of all I have apprentices to train, so that I can teach everything I know to fine young women. I NEED these things as a core part of my life, it is incredibly important to me. I'm not trying to be selfish, it's just a cause that I DEEPLY believe in and want to follow.", Lash explained openly.

"That is certainly very understandable and reasonable Lash, and I am very open to you doing that. But I would like to spend much quality time with you on a regular basis, I would love to have entire days of just the two of us in a dungeon. I'm asking that you make time for me.", Wendy said reasonably.

"I already do make time for you, you have no idea how much time I have made for this relationship so far. I have already made huge sacrifices because I love you. You are asking for more than I have to give.", Lash gave her side.

"We can explore the art of BDSM together in your new role as a submissive geisha, I'm not saying that you abandon the art just that you change it to your new role.", Wendy coaxed.

"I'm actually very interested in exploring the submissive side of being a geisha, that could be really fascinating. But I still want to pass on my existing expert knowledge to students as I explore this new role. This is really important to me.", Lash said seriously.

"We will be together for centuries, hopefully thousands of years. We have a lot of time. Some years you can have apprentices but some years you can focus on spending more time with me.", Wendy coaxed.

"That… That is fair I guess… But can I have a lot of notice please?, I have already chosen the applicants who will be my next apprentices after my current six girls graduate, it will be a huge disruption if I change this when it is already arranged.", Lash requested.

"No more apprentices after the next batch, you will be taking a few years off before you continue teaching.", Wendy said sternly.

"You want me to stop teaching in only four years?", Lash asked in dismay.

"Yes I do, that's more than generous Lash.", Wendy insisted.

"I would go stir crazy without apprentices to teach, I have so much experience that I just have to get out of my chest or I will go crazy!, It is an obsession, I simply MUST pass on my knowledge or I feel incomplete and deeply unhappy.", Lash said animatedly.

"You will just have to focus all that passion on submitting to me instead.", Wendy informed her sub.

"I hardly see you for much of the day, you work so many hours. I can't focus on that when you aren't even there, and you can't promise me that your hours will be less in four years time.", Lash complained.

"The busiest times are never eternal, I will always find some free days in a given year.", Wendy promised.

"I will go crazy on your busy days with nothing to do with apprentices, I am an obsessive artist who MUST feed her art, I cannot be still.", Lash complained.

"I will train you to be still, you could do some Asian meditation or something anyway.", Wendy suggested.

"Why does it have to be 'Asian' meditation?, You could just call it meditation.", Lash complained.

"Well whatever, you can just learn to meditate and be still.", Wendy insisted.

"What do I even get out of all of this in return?, I am the one making all the sacrifices it seems. What do I get out of all of this?", Lash asked unhappily.

"Relationships shouldn't be about what you get out of them.", Wendy gently complained.

"I agree, but I also think that both parties should give equally to a relationship. I am giving up basically everything for your personal pleasure. What are you giving?", Lash asked darkly.

"I'm giving you my love, my hand in marriage, billions of script…", Wendy began.

"You know that I don't care about the money!, I want to know what you are sacrificing for the relationship like I am sacrificing?, What are you going to do to give me pleasure?", Lash interrupted.

"I will pleasure you greatly, don't worry about that. And I think you are looking at this in a very transactional way. This should be about love.", Wendy coaxed.

"I don't feel loved, I feel used and abused.", Lash said unhappily.

"You agreed to this.", Wendy reminded Lash.

"I agreed to this to protect Fhimra and Octavia, and out of love for you. I'm being unbelievably selfless here and all I have to look forward to is a life of tickle torture and giving up what I love!", Lash showed her true colours!

"Are you STILL upset over that 'on the shelf' thing?!", Wendy complained.

"Fhimra is absolutely TERRIFIED that she won't get to marry Octavia.", Lash said.

"So you don't love me and you're only agreeing to stay with me to protect Fhimra!?", Wendy exclaimed.

"How DARE you say that I don't love you!, You have no IDEA how much I love you!, How dare you!", Lash exploded, bursting into tears…

Wendy felt bad as Lash sobbed angrily.

"Lash…", Wendy coaxed, but Lash turned away on the couch, hugging her pillow tightly.

"You can be so hurtful sometimes Wendy.", Lash said in angry tears.

"I'm sorry Lash, I shouldn't have said that.", Wendy soothed her crying girlfriend.

"How can the woman who wooed me with metric tons of flowers show me so little warmth right now when I need it most?", Lash said sadly.

Wendy touched Lash's hair soothingly and Lash let herself be coaxed into Wendy's arms in a great big cuddle.

Wendy wisely didn't say anything, just cuddling Lash silently and kissing her hair until she was more composed.

"Will you come back to bed so I can spoon you to sleep?", Wendy coaxed eventually.

Lash simply nodded and soon Wendy was cuddling her in the nude from behind, spooning her tenderly under the covers.

"I need you to show me a LOT of love and patience and understanding going forward, I am truly doing my best, I need you to cherish me and look after me. I need you to be warm and fond and reassuring, I am SO afraid and stressed and I need all the love and warmth and tenderness you can give me. Sweep me off my feet with your love like in the past, make me feel special and cherished.", Lash requested vulnerably.

"I will my love.", Wendy said fondly, kissing the back of her head.

"We… We will get through this?", Lash asked hopefully.

"We will get through this.", Wendy promised.

Lash sighed deeply in Wendy's arms.

They would get through this…

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