Chapter 44H
Fhimra Pyrestrength was blissfully happy as she tried on hundreds of different revealing summer outfits in a clothing store changing room down on the planet Autoclave, currently topless as she tried on a rather embarrassing C string swimsuit bottom in front of a mirror.
Wendy poked her head around the side of the open door and nodded in appreciation at the sight of the C string.
"You are buying that. Here try these on next.", Wendy said dominantly, handing Fhimra a collection of other clothing items.
Fhimra stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at her slender stripy skinned body with her very long dark blonde light brown hair and her massive J cup sized stripy breasts, hesitantly admitting that she did look quite sexy now after the boob job. Fhimra looked at the clothes she was to try on next, holding them in front of her naked body in front of the mirror, then she put on a J cup breast sized string bikini top in a gorgeous brightly coloured striped pattern that complimented her skin perfectly.
Owner Wendy poked her head around the door again, and dominantly told Fhimra that she was buying that bikini top, Fhimra herself getting no say in the matter as she was a slave.
Octavia entered Fhimra's cubicle wearing a new string bikini of her own to show it off, and Fhimra embarrassingly dampened the bikini bottoms she was trying on at the intoxicatingly sexy sight of her beautiful girlfriend in a bikini.
Octavia tickled Fhimra's tummy playfully in greeting, making her flinch and squeal with laughter and fall down on the floor on her bottom defensively, and Octavia pounced on her kissing her passionately on the floor and repeatedly poking her side to make her laugh and squeal!
Fhimra felt wonderful being playfully tormented like this and she romantically returned every kiss even as she squealed with laughter, as always turned on by Octavia in the absolute extreme. Fhimra desired Octavia more than anything else in the galaxy and she always felt complete when Octavia kissed her and tickled her like this.
Wendy poked her head around the door again and told Octavia that she was buying that bikini, telling Fhimra to hurry up and try something else on.
Fhimra felt wonderful as Octavia left to return to her own change room, and she quickly tried on yet another bikini, smiling as she did so.
A considerable amount of time later Fhimra was wearing one of her new bikinis as they walked through the small tourism town, brand new sandals on her feet and an intimidating amount of shopping bags in her hands, carrying literally hundreds of items of clothing that Wendy had purchased. Fhimra was always amazed by just how RICH Wendy was as a billionaire, she could literally buy out the contents of entire stores without it even being a noticeable expense for her!
Fhimra and Octavia struggled to carry all of the shopping, a task made harder when Wendy kept tickling them both from behind without warning, and Fhimra giggled and squealed as she kept dropping bags as her poor ribs were tickled.
The town was small enough to visit all of it on foot in only a few minutes, with vehicles only really being used to reach other parts of the small sandy rainforest island such as other small towns and the single airport. The island also had an ocean cargo port somewhere, but the ocean was so shallow that the boats that plied it could barely be called "ships", just large boats with modest cargoes, almost the entire "economy" being based on tourism alone.
The planet Autoclave was still an active war zone in the equatorial regions, with vast armies of soldiers in refrigerated space suits battling daemons of Khorne with the help of orbital bombardment and multitudes of Slaanesh daemons, but the polar region islands had been very carefully cleared out by Night Lords (with minimal collateral damage) before any other part of the planet, (the Sevenson women wanting the beautiful islands unspoiled for their own use). The islands themselves were so far removed from the active fighting that they couldn't even hear the orbital bombardment nor see the mushroom clouds, with only the odd bolter impact crater in some of the tree trunks to show that there had been fighting here at all.
The formerly enslaved local women were now free, but they were so used to working in the tourism industry that they kept working as they had before, this time getting paid actual money for their troubles, the culture shock and social disruption was deliberately minimised as much as possible. This planet was to be a garden world in the Sevenson Empire, a nice place where people with enough money could go to enjoy luxury resorts and beautiful surroundings, a place of white sand beaches and shallow warm oceans and gorgeous misty rainforests full of beautiful women in bikinis, a place where the rich and powerful could enjoy life at its best.
Fhimra repeatedly picked up her bags every time she was tickled into dropping them, the paved roads devoid of any traffic so that the women could walk right in the middle of the road, the weather currently dry and the sun shining white-orange in the sky. The sun was warm on all their skin but didn't burn, the local star being an orange dwarf star that produced extremely little ultraviolet light, so that even the whitest people alive could sunbathe all day without getting any sunburn at all.
Wendy was currently wearing extremely dark stylish sunglasses that wrapped right around her eyes like goggles, protecting her darkness loving Night Lord descended eyes from the bright sunlight, and she also wore a gorgeous bright pink flowing sundress with extremely low cleavage, with pretty pink sandals and no bag, all of her money and vox phone and other items hidden from view deep inside her impressive cleavage to store them in place of a handbag.
Lash was currently relaxing in luxury with her apprentices around the resort as far as Fhimra was last aware, the 7 Dominatrices visiting the resort spa to get massages and skin treatments and the like as the three subs went clothes shopping. Fetter had joined the Dommes at the spa, and Chaquille had apparently found a very VERY discreet gay and lesbian bar that had previously catered to homosexual Khorne worshipping pirates, (Khorne male homosexuals never ever EVER being fem boys, only the butchest variety of gay men, and Khorne lesbians always being lesbians of the especially angry variety).
The three subs were lesbians themselves, (well Octavia was bisexual/pansexual but this was still very much part of the homosexual spectrum), with Fhimra and Wendy both being strict lesbians, so they decided to visit the unassuming gay and lesbian bar, having to go down a discreet jungle path to find a bamboo and thatch building hidden in the trees, with no signposts and a very discreet entrance.
The three women entered into a very dimly lit interior with lots of shadowy alcoves and escape routes into back doors for patrons to escape sudden storming by homophobes, with ceiling fans spinning gently and soft music playing. The bar had a bar counter and seemed to have a kitchen, with tables and chairs in shadowy alcoves populated mostly by men who were most likely the slaves of rich owners who had moved to the planet to escape the smell of dead bodies.
They found Chaquille in a dark alcove mostly due to his bright pink Afro hair, the slender black man in a jock strap better at blending into shadows than a lily white man in similar clothes would be. Chaquille was currently passionately kissing a stripy skinned Stōørølø man of the Tzeentch worshipping tribes, the man dressed in a butler's summer uniform, obviously the butler slave of some rich owner.
The three subs wolf whistled at Chaquille playfully, interrupting his kiss with the other man, and both men looked annoyed by this interruption.
"Excuse this interruption by my dyke owner and her kinky ass sex slaves, they were just leaving.", Chaquille sassed cheekily, talking to the other man but directed at the three submissive women.
The three women laughed and exclaimed at this cheeky remark with a lot of giggling and didn't leave, instead sitting at the table with the two men.
"You are cock blocking me here girls.", Chaquille said irritably to the giggling women.
"We are gay too, we have just as much right to come to this bar as you.", Wendy teased playfully.
"I should probably go…", the other man said shyly.
"Sit your ass down boy, you ain't leaving, they are.", Chaquille snapped and got up.
Chaquille then physically picked Wendy up cradled in his arms!
Wendy squealed and laughed and insincerely playfully protested as she was literally carried outside, Chaquille being a man and strong enough to lift and carry a woman like this!
Fhimra and Octavia were then physically carried out too, complete with their shopping as they giggled and laughed, until all three women were deposited outside the gay and lesbian bar. Chaquille then returned inside to the man he had met.
"Well that was rude.", Wendy giggled but she wasn't truly offended, finding the incident so funny that she couldn't possibly hold a grudge.
The three women instead returned to the resort, Wendy tickling the other two the entire way so they kept dropping their shopping bags.
The two tickle slaves happily dropped off their shopping in the hotel room, peeing in the toilet and then getting tickled by Wendy on the bed in their bikinis for ten minutes straight, with Fhimra laying giggling on the bed in a defensive ball. Wendy kissed Fhimra and Octavia erotically on the bed for a few moments and then got up, saying that she was going to the resort business centre with her portable laptop cogitator to use the resort cogitator network and printer/photocopiers and other things, apparently having work to do for her job.
Fhimra and Octavia were given the freedom to do anything they liked within the normal limits of their slavery, meaning that they were still restricted in what they could eat and not being allowed to drink any alcohol without permission, as well as not being allowed to buy any clothing without permission. Apart from these limitations they were allowed to do anything they liked so long as they were safe and didn't go missing or something.
Fhimra was excited to go exploring as Wendy left, but Octavia had other ideas, playfully holding up a pink fluffy pair of handcuffs mischievously…
Fhimra was soon laughing hysterically on the bed for over an hour with her hands cuffed behind her back as Octavia enthusiastically tickled her, and Fhimra was too submissive to Octavia to resist, enjoying the cruel tickling despite begging for mercy the entire time.
Fhimra's string bikini was untied and removed by Octavia, and Fhimra moaned hard as Octavia buried her tongue inside her pussy, her face grimaced in pleasure as she was skilfully licked inside her slimy special place.
Abusive amounts of tickling interspersed with orgasm followed as the handcuffed Fhimra was completely dominated by her beautiful kinky girlfriend, Fhimra tormented by the tickling but so turned on that she wouldn't escape even if she could, completely in love with her perfect Dominatrix tickle slave girlfriend.
Fhimra laughed and moaned into a pleasure coma of ecstasy, completely losing herself in the fleshy delights of this energetic intoxicating Slaanesh worshipping beauty.
At a certain point the pleasure haze faded to show that Octavia was unlocking Fhimra's handcuffs. Fhimra looked to the sliding glass balcony door and saw that it was already nighttime outside again. This was normal, the planet Autoclave rotated so fast that an entire day night cycle was only a few hours, the days very short but the nights equally short, the sun rising and falling many times every 24 standard hours.
Fhimra kissed Octavia lovingly and then put her bikini back on.
"Let's go swimming and exploring.", Fhimra said, tugging on Octavia's hand.
Fhimra tucked a room key and some waterproof money notes under the huge J cups of her tight string bikini top, with Octavia doing the same. Fhimra also very discreetly tucked another small item under her bikini top making very sure Octavia couldn't see, slipping the small item between her bare breast skin and the waterproof money notes so that Octavia wouldn't even see the outline of this small secret object.
Octavia picked up some bundles of bright pink rope playfully as well as a feather and an old toothbrush, promising to tie Fhimra to a tree or a pool chair and tickle her. Fhimra gulped but dampened with sexual excitement at this promise, not minding the sound of that at all but carefully amending it saying that it was Octavia's turn to be tickled next, to which Octavia happily agreed. Fhimra couldn't risk being tied to a tree or chair right now as Octavia would surely remove Fhimra's bikini top, discovering what she had hidden.
The pair left holding hands, Octavia holding the ropes and tickling implements in her free hand, and they walked through the romantically lit dark resort, exiting the air conditioning to a vast open area of palm trees and swimming pools, with concrete paths covered with thatch roofed bamboo coverings suspended on widely spaced poles to either side of the path. The huge resort grounds went all the way to the beach, with copious private places among trees around the many swimming pools, everything lit dimly and romantically to let people see but still enjoy privacy.
The air was warm and humid with a beautiful warm sea breeze that rustled the palm trees to muffle noises and give even more privacy, and the pair of lovers walked hand in hand finding a secluded gorgeous swimming pool surrounded by so many palm trees and other plants that it enjoyed complete privacy. It was absolutely perfect.
Fhimra looked around and then grabbed Octavia, pressing her back against the trunk of a palm tree. Fhimra then took the ropes and bound Octavia skilfully to the tree with her hands behind her back around the back of the tree. Octavia happily cooperated with this, holding still as she was bound fast, ropes wrapping her chest between her huge tits, ropes wrapped around the tree trunk and her legs many times for added immobility.
Fhimra then mischievously began tickling Octavia's stomach with energetic squeezes to the most ticklish part of her slender belly, making her laugh hysterically and thrash reflexively in her ropes.
Fhimra had a huge grin on her face as she tickled Octavia for a long time, getting playful revenge on the merciless tickle sadist, Octavia laughing hard the entire time with a desperate pleasure jaded smile splitting her beautiful face. Octavia had a very pleasant laugh and the way her whole face lit up when tickled was potently beautiful, tickling this woman was slightly addictive, she was just so fun to tickle like this.
Fhimra used the feather and the toothbrush on Octavia's ribs and her lean soft little highly feminine abdominal muscles, making Octavia howl with pleasant sounding beautiful laughter, her eyes streaming tickled tears and her mouth grinning desperately.
"I love your tickles so much!", Octavia giggled happily, then squealed as her ribs were scrubbed extra fast with the toothbrush.
Fhimra grinned lovingly at her girlfriend and just kept tickling her mercilessly, feeling a close bond with her as they played this romantic tickling game.
Fhimra was getting a bit hungry and looked around for somewhere that sold food. Fhimra recalled seeing a small convenience store in the resort fairly close by, and she wondered if Octavia would be safe to leave for a moment.
Fhimra decided that it would be safe if she was quick, and she ran as fast as she could into the store, buying some fresh fruit and a big plastic bottle of water, then running back to find Octavia still tied to the tree undisturbed by anyone.
Fhimra hand fed fruit to the bound Octavia romantically, especially bananas which Octavia erotically sucked as much as ate, and Octavia provocatively asked to be penetrated with a banana.
Fhimra looked around to make sure no one else was around, then she untied the bow knots of Octavia's bikini bottom and pulled it away, baring her very wet vagina. Fhimra then put the biggest banana she had inside Octavia's pussy after first picking away any sharp bits.
Octavia moaned hard as Fhimra romantically penetrated her rhythmically with the banana, pussy juices running down the huge banana to wet Fhimra's fingers.
Fhimra used her other hand to squeeze Octavia's tummy as she banana fucked her, and Octavia nodded energetically in enthusiasm at this treatment as she howled with hard laughter.
Octavia laughed hard for a few minutes and then moaned hoarsely through her energetic laughter, having an orgasm, and Fhimra gave her a few more before pulling out the banana and telling her that she needed to keep eating.
Fhimra fed and hydrated Octavia lovingly, feeding and hydrating herself in the process, and then she resumed tickling Octavia erotically, removing her bikini top so that she was naked against the tree, erotically tickling Octavia's nipples with first the feather, then the toothbrush, then with her tongue. Octavia squealed with laughter, her cackling face grinning madly in torment and pleasure.
Fhimra comprehensively tickled Octavia against the tree for so long that the sky grew red with the light of dawn. Fhimra quickly finished off tickling Octavia until she wet herself with laughter, then untied her from the tree.
Octavia lovingly kissed Fhimra telling her that that had been wonderful, and Octavia then put her bikini back on and pulled Fhimra by the hand towards the swimming pool next to their bondage tree.
Fhimra sighed with pleasure as she stepped down into beautiful temperature water, slipping down to her shoulders, her artificial J cup breasts floating up under her bikini top to bob in the water in front of her chest. Octavia's breasts also floated and bobbed in the water, and she moved to Fhimra so that their floating breasts pressed together, the pair leaning their faces right forward to kiss over their huge breasts.
It was devastatingly romantic.
The sky was quickly getting lighter, the dawn coming fast, the red light becoming steadily more orange, glistening off their wet skin in the rippling reflection of the pool water as they kissed each other in the water romantically.
The kiss ended and the pair pressed their breasts together tightly to cuddle each other properly, the light growing steadily, the sun visibly rising now with surprising speed over the horizon over the sea.
It was fully daylight now and the pair basked in the warm sunshine for a moment, then they began to swim in the pool happily, playfully splashing each other and racing each other around the pool, giggling happily the entire time.
Fhimra placed both palms on Octavia's cheeks and kissed her lovingly, then simply held her forehead to Octavia's forehead intimately, gazing into her beautiful eyes.
"We should come here for our honeymoon, one week of just this, with no owners to supervise us as we relax and play in this beautiful resort.", Fhimra said fondly.
"That sounds absolutely perfect.", Octavia replied equally fondly, giving Fhimra another kiss.
"It is also a perfect place to propose…", Fhimra said carefully, reaching into her bikini cup and pulling out the ring she had carefully hidden…
Octavia gazed at the ring in stupid confusion, not understanding.
"Octavia Antony, will you marry me?", Fhimra asked hesitantly.
"We are already planning to get married silly.", Octavia said stupidly, so completely thick that she apparently didn't understand that this was an engagement proposal…
"I'm proposing marriage to you Octavia, this is an engagement ring.", Fhimra dumbed it down.
"Oh?, But you don't mean?, Oh?, (loud squeal!), (more loud squealing)", Octavia reacted, squealing and hyperventilating, tears in her eyes.
"Will you be my wife Octavia?", Fhimra pressed romantically, holding out the humble plain silver ring that she had secretly bought one day without Octavia's knowledge.
Octavia tried to speak but just made unintelligible squealing noises, hyperventilating with tears in her eyes.
Octavia jumped up and down in the water energetically, unable to speak, making only high pitched emotional noises, crying her eyes out and hyperventilating.
Octavia then swooned from lack of oxygen hyperventilating so much and Fhimra had to rescue her from the pool before she drowned, pulling her out of the water and rolling her sideways to let her breathe in her sleep.
Octavia recovered quickly and turned to look at Fhimra, then she cried and made more squealing noises, unable to speak and hyperventilating again.
Fhimra cuddled Octavia tightly to calm her down from hyperventilating, but she still couldn't say a word, rendered completely speechless with emotion.
Octavia looked at the ring and tried to speak, just making an adorable squealing noise, crying hard with emotion.
"Will I take that as a yes?", Fhimra asked fondly.
Octavia sobbed hard and nodded energetically, crying with emotion and making more squealing noises.
Fhimra put the silver ring on Octavia's left ring finger and Octavia wept gaspingly with emotion as she looked at it in emotion, crying hard but tears of happy emotion, her simple heart overwhelmed by this romantic proposal.
"I haven't been able to get Wendy's permission yet to make this official, but I'm proposing anyway in the certain hope that she will agree in time. We will be wives.", Fhimra told Octavia fondly.
Octavia kissed Fhimra emotionally in heavy tears, making so much noise that some hotel staff came to investigate asking if Octavia was alright.
"I just proposed to my girlfriend and she said yes. She is very emotional about it.", Fhimra proudly explained.
"Congratulations!", the staff members said excitedly.
Octavia gestured at her engagement ring and gestured at Fhimra, crying and making loud squealing noises unable to speak, and the staff women chuckled fondly at this adorable reaction.
"Yes!", Octavia finally managed to sob out past her squealing, agreeing to the proposal verbally.
It took a long time to compose Octavia, requiring food and water to calm her down, and then they happily left with their items to tell the others.
They found Wendy in the business centre and showed her the ring excitedly.
Wendy looked at the ring on Octavia's finger and an unmistakable expression of coldness crossed her face…
"I don't remember giving you permission to propose marriage to my property Fhimra Pyrestrength…", Wendy said coldly!
Octavia and Fhimra both stammered at these cold words.
"Take that ring off your finger right now!", Wendy coldly demanded.
Octavia whimpered as she put her hand to the ring to take it off tragically.
Wendy's cold face then split with a huge smile.
"I'm just messing with you girls, congratulations!", Owner Wendy said with a laugh!
Fhimra and Octavia both gasped with sick relief and slapped her arm gently.
"That was mean!", Octavia and Fhimra both said crossly in relief.
"I couldn't resist.", Wendy chuckled.
"But in all seriousness you will have to wait a while until I will make your engagement official, I will focus on my own relationship with Mistress Lash first, get engaged to her and have all the fancy parties and the big wedding and stuff. Then once my own love life is settled I will make your engagement official and give you all the parties and the wedding you deserve.", Wendy said sympathetically but dominantly.
"We are stealing your thunder getting engaged so soon?", Fhimra asked quietly.
"Kind of, yes. I want my own engagement and wedding to be absolutely perfect without distractions from tickle slave weddings. As Owner I get the privilege of getting engaged and married before my slaves do, the privileges of rank.", Wendy said unapologetically but without hostility.
"Does that mean we have to take the ring off and can't tell the others?", Fhimra asked sadly.
"I'm mean, but I'm not THAT mean. You may wear the ring and tell them, just make sure that you tell them that it's an UNOFFICIAL engagement done without my permission. Later when I give you permission you can propose again properly and it will be official.", Wendy said indulgently.
Fhimra was not happy with this but she obediently agreed submissively, as always having absolutely no say in anything, not even able to choose when she could propose to the woman she loved.
"Don't look so sad, I'm not saying no, I'm just saying wait.", Wendy encouraged dominantly.
"But I don't want to wait Owner Wendy.", Octavia pouted.
"Well I am afraid that you are both my tickle slaves who I own, and you have no choice at all to do anything at all but what I tell you. If you want me to be REALLY mean then I can be, just keep being insubordinate and I will say no completely TICKLE SLAVE!", Wendy reprimanded Octavia severely!
Octavia whimpered and begged Wendy not to be mean, quickly deciding that she was completely happy to wait for permission.
Fhimra gulped and nodded in agreement, horribly aware of the fact that she had absolutely no power at all.
The pair kissed Wendy submissively in great fear, and then respectfully took their leave to excitedly show the engagement ring to the others.
The pair dropped off the ropes and tickling implements and food at the room and then eagerly entered the spa, finding Lash and her six apprentices and Fetter all laying naked on their fronts getting soothing massages.
Fhimra and Octavia loudly got their attention until all of them were looking and then excitedly pointed at the ring on Octavia's finger.
There was a brief pause and then excited squealing of congratulations, the naked women getting up to excitedly look at the ring.
"We talked to Owner Wendy and it's not official until after she is married to Mistress Lash, one wedding at a time and all. But she said that after that we can get officially engaged and then get married!", Fhimra explained excitedly.
Lash paused at this.
"I suppose that that is fair, one engagement and marriage at a time in the household. It's not like either of you age, you can afford to wait.", Lash said with grudging agreement to Wendy's decision.
"Plus with my engagement party coming up and my wedding, it's going to be a busy time for weddings this year. Too many weddings at once will make none of them as special.", Mistress Agony added her own opinion.
The group of Dommes nodded at this, agreeing that the two tickle slaves had to "wait their turn" in the engagement schedule. Fhimra and Octavia grudgingly accepted this now that it was explained to them like this. They weren't forbidden, just placed in a queue of other engagements and weddings.
Last of all they tried to tell Chaquille, finding him seemingly in his hotel room with a "do not disturb" sign hung on the door handle. From inside the room could be heard male sexual moaning.
The tickle slaves mischievously banged on the door.
"Go away!", Chaquille shouted crossly.
The two girls kept banging.
"I currently have a cock up my ass, come back later!", Chaquille shouted angrily.
They just kept banging, pissing him off so much that he came to the door.
"WHAT!?", Chaquille yelled as he opened the door crossly, completely naked.
Octavia was holding up her left hand, both girls pointing at the ring on her finger.
Chaquille peered at the ring for a moment and then he squealed girlishly with excitement.
"You kinky girls got engaged?!", Chaquille squealed.
The pair nodded happily.
"I'm so happy for you!", Chaquille exclaimed and leaned forward to hug them in the nude with his penis as far away from them as possible.
"Well sort of, we are actually waiting in a queue. Mistress Agony got engaged first and is soon having a big engagement party. Then Wendy and Lash will be due to get engaged at some point, maybe after Mistress Agony gets married. Then it's our turn to get officially engaged, we talked to Wendy about it and she wants it done in a queue.", Fhimra quickly explained.
"It's like wedding central around here.", Chaquille quipped.
"It might not be official yet but we are engaged!", Fhimra said excitedly, echoed by Octavia.
"I'm so happy for you girls.", Chaquille said happily.
"Thank you!", Fhimra and Octavia replied in unison.
"Now right at this moment, I have a yummy hunk who might leave if I keep him waiting too much longer, but later I want every SINGLE detail.", Chaquille told them.
"You go enjoy that cock and we will tell you everything later.", Fhimra happily promised.
Chaquille gratefully shut the door and returned to having sex, and Fhimra and Octavia happily ran off to celebrate their (sort of) engagement.
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