Chapter 67H
"How much more gaming stuff are you girls going to set up in my home?", Ahmed Muhammad was currently asking Octavia and Fhimra in pretend crossness, obviously extremely fond of the pair.
"For someone who doesn't like gaming you sure spend a lot of time hogging the Nintendo 64!", Fhimra replied with adorable cheek.
"You can play the spare controller.", Ahmed offered.
"I don't want to play those racing games, they are boring.", Fhimra replied adorably.
Kim-Ly giggled and laughed ticklishly into her ball gag, watching all of this from her X frame in the same room.
Kim-Ly Nguyen the tickle slave was now the happiest she had been in years, with the perfect charming tickler Dom owner who was super sweet with her, enjoying the social connection with so many people all the time now. Things had never been better.
Kim-Ly was currently naked and strapped in her X frame with a ball gag strapped over her mouth, living in nearly permanent bondage as a suicide prevention measure until her depression was completely under control, but being in near constant bondage was nothing new, Dr Pham had kept her locked up in the tickling machine pretty much all day every day for years, only letting her out of bondage just enough to let her retain her muscles and flexibility enough to walk and function.
Kim-Ly was used to bondage and she was not ashamed to say that she liked bondage, she was very happy being defenceless and tickled for so much of each day by the other inhabitants of this dungeon.
The tickling dungeon was the same as before, only with more and more electronic gaming stuff being periodically mailed to Fhimra and Octavia by their Owners. The other tickle slaves and the Dommes spent a lot of time playing games recently, with only Kim-Ly and Tickle-Chan not playing as they both virtually lived in bondage, with the other women taking turns to tickle the pair around the clock.
Kim-Ly currently had the stunningly beautiful Mistress Agony playing with her belly button softly with a soft feather, making Kim-Ly giggle and laugh into her gag. Kim-Ly greatly enjoyed her tickling as much as all the other tickle slaves present in this dungeon, blissfully happy as she spent all day everyday getting tickled nonstop.
Her perfect yummy handsome Dom Ahmed was currently sitting on a couch playing some racing game with Sharmaine and Deborah who sat on either side of him also with a controller each, the three of them racing some truly ancient wheeled vehicles on a television screen.
Fhimra was currently unboxing some gaming cogitator of some kind with the help of Mistress Blade, as Mistress Thorn and Mistress Torture tried to assemble some sort of cogitator table designed to go with the gaming cogitator.
Octavia was hovering around watching, Mistress Evil the apprentice geisha was tickling Tickle-Chan in another room, and Mistress Whiplash the last apprentice geisha was currently doing something or other in the dungeon out of sight, possibly going to the toilet right now.
Kim-Ly giggled submissively at the gorgeous Mistress Agony who was tickling her so dominantly, feeling wonderfully small and dominated under the attention of this beautiful professional Dominatrix. Mistress Agony kept feathering Kim-Ly's belly button making her laugh and thrash wildly, super ticklish on this spot as well as on all other spots.
"Yay! I won!", Sharmaine celebrated jubilantly, apparently having won the racing game, and Ahmed pounced on her playfully and tickled her energetically in revenge for beating him, making her shriek with high volume laughter.
Ahmed tickled Deborah as well, wrestling both black girls and tickling them to hysterics for a few minutes.
Ahmed got up and went over to Kim-Ly, Mistress Agony respectfully stepping away as he removed Kim-Ly's ball gag, and Kim-Ly giggled in delight at her perfect new owner with a warm smile.
Ahmed got intimately close with a playful affectionate grin and played his fingers over her front ribs expertly just above her belly, making her cackle hard and tug reflexively in her bondage, his skilled touch absolutely AWFUL on her ticklish body!
He grinned hungrily as his hands dropped down to stroke the very top of her tummy, his face intimately close, and Kim-Ly kissed him passionately even as she howled with laughter, having such a huge crush on this gentleman tickler Dom.
Ahmed returned the kiss hungrily, kissing at her laughing lips as his hands caressed her ticklish middle expertly, and Kim-Ly was completely seduced as she laughed hard into his lips.
Ahmed stopped to unstrap Kim-Ly from her X frame, and she was lifted across his muscular shoulder like a meat carcass and carried out of the room to a bondage bed, Kim-Ly giggling in delight as she was Dominantly thrown down on the bed, her perfect Dom stripping naked and then crawling over her naked body on the bed.
Kim-Ly reached up with her small soft hands to touch his strong hard chest muscles and manly abdominal muscles in appreciation, he was so yummy!
Ahmed let her explore his hard muscles, flexing his muscles for her pleasure.
"You are so ridiculously sexy.", Kim-Ly giggled in delight, spreading her legs invitingly, incredibly wet.
Ahmed dropped down on her with a playful hungry growl, and she kissed him happily and squealed as he tickled her sides with his dominant hands.
Kim-Ly gave an oriental cry of pleasure as she felt his wonderful big black dick enter her wet little special place, and she gasped and groaned as she was wonderfully fucked by the huge big thing.
Kim-Ly laughed in delight as she was tickled during the sex, getting intense thrills from the tickling that excited her terribly, her vagina fountaining as stiff unyielding black manliness thrust dominantly into her flooded depths.
The sex was just stupidly good and perfect and thrilling and fun, the black Dom so ridiculously handsome and charming and charismatic that Kim-Ly was a moaning puddle, just completely seduced and hungry for his dick.
Kim-Ly gave a high pitched cry of orgasm, which became a deep sigh of pleasure afterwards, and Ahmed tickled her to hysterical squealing after her orgasm, his thrusts speeding up as her hard laughter excited his tickling fetish. Moments later he groaned in pleasure and Kim-Ly felt his cum inside her, he had just came.
Kim-Ly kissed her wonderful Dom lovingly as he became still as he caught his breath, and she put her soft hands around his back, Ahmed still resting inside her after sex in a way that made her feel wonderful. This man who had taken on a fortune in debt just to rescue Kim-Ly from her deep distress, this man who was so handsome and so perfect, Kim-Ly would never be able to kiss him enough to do justice to what she felt for her sweet Dom Ahmed.
Kim-Ly kissed him anyway, even though no kiss could do him justice, she kissed him so lovingly and so warmly as she felt him rest inside her, feeling completely content and blissful.
Ahmed kissed her back wonderfully, making her feel even better, and Kim-Ly sighed in completion, kissing him and cuddling him as he gradually grew limp inside her.
"How you feeling girl?", Ahmed asked her gently, frequently asking her her feelings periodically to gauge her depression (and just to be sweet).
"I feel… Complete. This is absolutely perfect.", Kim-Ly sighed contentedly.
Ahmed nodded and kissed her wonderfully, then he gently pulled out of her and rolled over, laying on his back and Dominantly pointing at his limp penis with a fond smile.
Kim-Ly smiled and lovingly went down on him submissively, sucking and licking his floppy black dick completely clean until it no longer smelled like her juices anymore, like a good submissive for her Dom. Ahmed stroked her hair with affectionate dominance and Kim-Ly sighed contentedly.
"My perfect Dom, I'm so privileged and lucky to have you.", Kim-Ly said contentedly, giving the head of his floppy penis a loving kiss.
"You make a man feel real good saying stuff like that.", Ahmed said happily, patting her hair even more affectionately.
"My hero who rescued me deserves all my respect, you have no idea how completely yours I am. No idea at all.", Kim-Ly said romantically, kissing his penis again.
Ahmed pulled her up the bed into a huge big tight cuddle, kissing her hair, and Kim-Ly felt even more completely smitten with this dominant gentleman who was SO sweet to her.
"Just focus on getting better from your suicidal depression. That's your biggest job as my sub, to get better and feel like yourself again.", Ahmed told her charmingly!
His words were so incredibly sweet and considerate that Kim-Ly almost cried, she felt so cherished and well cared for that she had no words to describe it.
"You… Your words are my oxygen.", Kim-Ly said softly with a smile.
Ahmed poked her in the side affectionately making her squeak out a little laugh.
"You want to tickle me again?", Kim-Ly asked him tenderly with a warm smile.
"Not really right now, my balls are still empty. I need to be in a sexy mood to really enjoy tickling my tickle slaves. I want to get up and keep gaming and stuff until I'm ready to go again, then I'm going to get all three of my tickle slaves and do things to you all together.", Ahmed chuckled charmingly.
Kim-Ly nodded obediently and the pair of them got up, Kim-Ly peeing and drinking water and brushing her teeth in a bathroom after giving oral as Ahmed watched her to make sure she didn't attempt suicide, the yummy muscular middle eastern black man getting dressed in a muscle revealing singlet and boxer shorts as he watched her brush her teeth clean.
Kim-Ly was still naked, the tickling dungeon being completely clothing optional for all women, and she happily stayed naked as she returned with Ahmed to the main crib room that currently contained her X frame.
It was currently the evening time after Ahmed finished his shift, the 3 to 4 hour period when Ahmed played with his girls. It was surprisingly informal and easy going and playful, with Ahmed not just tickling and fucking and dominating his girls but also just hanging out with them, playing electronic games with them, eating with them and generally just being a terrific Dom/slash/boyfriend.
Sharmaine and Deborah were currently kissing each other heavily on the couch naked with the game paused, softly fingering each other, their earlier clothes laying discarded around them. Sharmaine and Deborah were legally married to each other and like other wives they were intimate with each other regularly.
Fhimra and the Dommes were still setting up the gaming cogitator on a table that went with it, Fhimra leading the Dommes in this effort despite being a sub. With Mistress Whiplash the geisha having now returned in her elegant kimono, Octavia still watching the process from the sidelines with childlike excitement.
Ahmed put a dominant arm around Kim-Ly's neck in a soft affectionate headlock to control her, and Kim-Ly sighed in contentment at this loving dominance. Her Dom led her by the neck to the couch containing the love-making Sharmaine and Deborah, and she sat with him on the other side from the two kissing wives.
Ahmed let go of her neck but he immediately handcuffed her wrists together in front of her body but with the handcuff chain looped under a metal slat under the couch cushions, forcing her wrists down between her legs at the very front of the couch, Ahmed never letting her out of bondage when not under his direct control to prevent suicide. Ahmed put a bunch of pillows behind her back to make her more comfortable with her body right at the front edge of the couch like this, and Kim-Ly leaned back into the pillows gratefully, completely smitten by her wonderful Dom/Owner/(Boyfriend).
Kim-Ly pouted at Ahmed for a kiss and he charmingly kissed her lips wonderfully, making her sigh deeply in romantic contentment. Ahmed was her slave-Owner but she really saw him as her boyfriend by now, she was completely consenting and she was his girlfriend in a very real sense even if he didn't know it. This was a relationship and it was blissful.
Ahmed put a gaming controller in Kim-Ly's bound hands and she held it awkwardly as he unpaused the game with a controller of his own.
Kim-Ly chuckled and awkwardly used the controller as well as she could in her handcuffs, experimentally pressing things at random trying to control an ancient wheeled vehicle in some sort of race.
"You gotta use the stick with your left thumb to steer and press this button here with your other thumb to accelerate and this button to break or slow down.", Ahmed explained enthusiastically when she had difficulty controlling her vehicle.
Kim-Ly happily agreed and giggled as she crashed her vehicle into all sorts of things with terrible steering, easily coming last in this race but having huge fun as she did so.
"You knocked over a tree!, What the hell is that car made of, adamantium or something?", Ahmed laughed as Kim-Ly cackled uproariously as she ploughed down entire trees beside the road.
"I'm in a forest!, There are trees everywhere!", Kim-Ly giggled as she deforested everything in her path.
"I know Asians can't drive for shit but seriously Kim-Ly.", Mistress Whiplash chuckled watching them play.
"That's racist.", Kim-Ly squealed with pretend offence, giggling unstoppably.
"I'm Asian too.", Mistress Whiplash chuckled.
"I ain't touching this.", Ahmed chuckled as he played (much better than Kim-Ly).
"You should be defending me Sir.", Kim-Ly told him adorably.
"Kim-Ly drives just fine, for an Asian.", Ahmed said cheekily!
Kim-Ly and Mistress Whiplash squealed with laughter and protested.
"I'm Asian too, I'm part Arab and part Persian as well as just African.", Ahmed chuckled with adorable cheek.
"That isn't Asian!", Kim-Ly and Mistress Whiplash giggled in unison.
"It's on the Asian continent.", Ahmed pointed out.
"But that isn't 'drive badly' Asian!", Kim-Ly giggled.
"You ever seen Egyptian traffic?, They drive even WORSE than East Asians.", Ahmed quipped.
"But Egypt is in Africa.", Mistress Whiplash giggled.
"It crosses over into Asia, it's both continents.", Ahmed playfully insisted.
"Then why are you winning without crashing into trees Sir?", Kim-Ly giggled.
"Because the whole Asians can't drive thing is a racist stereotype.", Ahmed rebutted with adorable playful wit that made Kim-Ly want to kiss him again.
"But you just said that Egyptians can't drive.", Mistress Whiplash teased.
"They certainly CAN drive, just not necessarily well.", Ahmed quipped adorably, making Kim-Ly explode into giggling.
"You are being racist.", Mistress Whiplash playfully accused.
"I'm part Egyptian, it's ok when *I* say it.", Ahmed riposted adorably.
Kim-Ly continued to level the forest as this hilarious conversation continued, and she squealed as Ahmed began tickling her side softly!
"I already finished the race.", Ahmed said playfully, continuing to tickle her!
Kim-Ly couldn't bring up her hands to protect her side and she squealed with laughter, crashing worse than ever as she was unable to concentrate on driving!
"I can't drive if you tickle me!", Kim-Ly squealed.
"You can't drive anyway.", Ahmed replied with a grin, not stopping.
Kim-Ly laughed hard as he dug in to squeeze her side hideously, unable to protect herself and almost dropping the controller.
"You are about to run out of time anyway, you have 15 seconds to get to the next checkpoint and you're nowhere near it.", Ahmed informed her, tickling her properly now so that she was laughing hysterically with her eyes clenched in ticklish dismay.
Kim-Ly did indeed time out and lose the game and she dropped her controller and just enjoyed getting tickled by her wonderful boyfriend for a while.
Kim-Ly smiled at Ahmed happily when he stopped tickling her, her wrists still handcuffed to the slat just under the front of the couch cushion she was sitting on. This relationship was absolutely perfect.
"I'm yours Sir.", Kim-Ly told him, biting her bottom lip provocatively.
"Indeed you are all mine tickle slave.", Ahmed said with charming dominance.
"I'm more than your tickle slave Sir, I'm your girlfriend.", Kim-Ly said fondly with a warm smile.
"Oh really?", Ahmed said fondly, tickling her neck softly making her flinch and giggle ticklishly.
"I see you as my boyfriend Sir.", Kim-Ly giggled from her neck tickling.
Ahmed kissed her lips without replying, getting really passionate and heavy until Kim-Ly was a panting sweaty puddle of wetness.
Ahmed broke the kiss with her lips and Kim-Ly sighed heavily, her submissive forehead pressed from below against his dominant forehead slightly above, Kim-Ly completely smitten and seduced.
"You are my sub and I am your Dom.", Ahmed said softly, intoxicating Kim-Ly.
Kim-Ly breathed deeply at these words, tasting his breath, feeling so intimate and cared for.
Kim-Ly kissed him deeply at these words.
Ahmed was about to resume tickling Kim-Ly when the naked Sharmaine and Deborah finished their intimacy and hijacked the gaming controllers, and Ahmed pounced on the pair of big breasted naked black women, wrapping his strong arms around both of them and tickling both of them to squealing hysterics.
Kim-Ly was handcuffed to the couch and couldn't move much, but she watched fondly as her perfect Dom wrestled and tickled his other two loudly squealing tickle slaves, the two slender busty black girls squirming and struggling in his strong arms as his fingers probed into their abdomens.
Mistress Whiplash the apprentice geisha gracefully sat down with Kim-Ly on her other side away from Ahmed, and Kim-Ly tensed and giggled as Mistress Whiplash gently traced a fingertip down her naked side!
Mistress Whiplash gracefully reached her hand to Kim-Ly's upper tummy and began to squeeze energetically!, Kim-Ly was tickled half to death!, She laughed her head off with gasping high pitched squealing, tugging desperately on her handcuffs unable to defend herself!
The geisha smiled sadistically and kept tickling her gracefully with incredible skill, Kim-Ly tickled so much and howling with laughter!
It was torture but Kim-Ly loved it, and she had a wonderful time enjoying the cruel sensation as she laughed her head off.
Ahmed then pounced on Kim-Ly again from the other side and she screamed with laughter, attacked on both sides and unable to escape!
Kim-Ly was in a world of tickling and laughter, tugging uselessly at her handcuffs, completely trapped and helpless, completely at the mercy of the dominants on both sides.
For a time she was swimming in this wonderful hell of bodily tickling, then Ahmed unlocked Kim-Ly's handcuffs and carried her giggling over one shoulder and carried the giggling Deborah over the other, with Sharmaine following behind him on foot, also giggling playfully.
Kim-Ly and Deborah were deposited on the bed together, and Deborah kissed Kim-Ly erotically as Ahmed wrestled Sharmaine down on the bed beside them. Kim-Ly returned the kiss of the gorgeous sexy black woman, enjoying her full lips, but then she squealed as Ahmed pounced on her tickling her middle energetically so that she bent and thrashed on the bed in hysteria.
Ahmed was all over the three naked women in bed, and the three women pulled off his clothes as he wrestled and tickled them energetically. Kim-Ly cackled with laughter as she was squeezed by strong hands all over her torso, laughing herself silly as his hands alternated between tickling all three.
Ahmed had the time of his life playfully dominating the three beautiful naked subs, wrestling them into all sorts of vulnerable positions to tickle their gorgeous naked bodies, female laughter echoing in the room. Kim-Ly was not tied up, none of them were, but none of them tried to escape, all enjoying being powerfully wrestled and tickled by the strong black man.
Kim-Ly was passionately kissed by both Deborah and Sharmaine during brief breaks in the heavy tickling, but never kissing for long before they were both once more howling with laughter from his strong hands. Kim-Ly was absolutely wet as fuck as this handsome hunk played tickling games with her soft weak body, getting jolts of arousal every time he squeezed her ticklish flesh in terrible places and ways.
Ahmed grabbed both her ankles and bent them up to either side of her head, her pelvis bending up vulnerably to take the stretch off her leg muscles, and his big erect penis slammed down inside her vulnerable wet place, pile driving her into the bed as she gasped and cried out in pleasure.
Kim-Ly's mouth hung open as she was fucked so wonderfully, and his dominant kisses were enough to get her easily to the edge of orgasm.
"Give me three orgasms.", Ahmed said with gentle dominance and Kim-Ly nodded, grimacing her face as she had an orgasm almost instantly.
Two more came far too fast and she begged him for more, and he gave her a lot more, making her grimace and moan for a time.
Ahmed then pulled out without climaxing himself, bending one of Deborah's legs up while the other stayed down, fucking her rhythmically as she moaned and screamed with pleasure.
Sharmaine grabbed Kim-Ly and passionately played with her as she waited her turn, sucking Kim-Ly's nipples and kissing her neck, turning Kim-Ly on so much that she masturbated herself to a few more orgasms until Ahmed pulled out of Deborah and dominantly got Sharmaine in doggy style, pulling her long hair as he pounded her pussy from the rear, Sharmaine moaned her head off.
Kim-Ly and Deborah coupled up as they waited, and the pair of naked girls scissored gently, both of them enjoying a few more climaxes.
Ahmed got Sharmaine to cum a bunch of times, reaching around to play with her voluptuous dangling tits as he doggied the sexy black woman, his mighty thrusts slamming into the soft supple black female back end in a way that sent ripples through her perky pliant flesh.
Ahmed finally sped up and at long last he moaned deeply in climax inside the beautiful Sharmaine, slapping her yummy ass affectionately as he pulled out of her, her dark pussy vomiting out a small amount of brilliant white cum.
Sharmaine was still crawling on all fours submissively and Deborah quickly crawled up behind her before any cum could drip on the bed, using her mouth and tongue to clean out all the semen, swallowing every last drop as she sucked the cum out of her wife.
Kim-Ly eagerly crawled to Ahmed and sucked his big black cock clean the way he enjoyed, tasting cum and the juices of all three girls, completely licking away all of it adoringly.
Ahmed patted her hair affectionately and got up, taking the three girls to the bathroom to brush their teeth and mouths completely clean yet again until their mouths were minty fresh.
The little group were soon back in the crib with Kim-Ly once again strapped in her X frame to enjoy the belly button tickling of Mistress Whiplash this time instead of Mistress Agony, and this time they found the gaming cogitator fully set up right next to the X frame where Kim-Ly had a full view of the screen.
Everyone in the room including Ahmed and Sharmaine and Deborah were watching over the shoulders and head of the seated Fhimra as she played some game on the cogitator, the game being set in some Japanese anime school with a character who had somehow been modded to look like Fhimra herself, complete with her stripy skin and massive J cup breasts and distinctive hair.
Fhimra was using a keyboard and mouse to control her character, currently running around a school, and without warning she encountered a character modded to look exactly like Octavia wearing a schoolgirl uniform, complete with her massive breasts and hair and everything.
"Aw it's me!", The real Octavia said delightedly, peering over Fhimra's shoulder watching closely.
"That is my senpai who is my character's love interest. The aim of the game is to get in a relationship with you while eliminating romantic rivals who want to steal you.", Fhimra explained.
"That's sweet. Go and talk to me and get them to kiss.", Octavia said happily.
"It's not that simple, I will show you what happens when I try that.", Fhimra told Octavia.
The Fhimra character ran over to the Octavia character and the screen flashed pink with a heartbeat sound, the Fhimra character immediately becoming shy and awkward and unable to speak, looking like a complete socially awkward dork now.
The Octavia character looked up and noticed the Fhimra character and gently asked if she was okay in an unexpected male voice.
The Fhimra character was unable to speak, the screen flashing pinker and pinker more loudly with a heartbeat, looking completely awkward and shy.
"I'm getting a little concerned.", The Octavia character asked in the same male voice.
"Why am I sounding like a man?", the real Octavia asked in confusion.
"Because this version of the game only has a male voice actor for the senpai, I just modded the body to look like you.", Fhimra explained.
The character Fhimra continued to be mute and super awkward to the Octavia character until she had enough and demanded that the Fhimra character "stay away from me!"
The character Fhimra then whimpered and gasped and fell to the ground on her knees, heartbroken and the screen going black with red words.
"What happened?", the real Octavia asked in confusion and concern.
"The game you rejected me because I was being creepy. My character is too shy to talk to you until the end of the game when all the rivals are eliminated.", Fhimra explained, restarting the game.
"Aw, that makes me feel sad.", Octavia said stupidly, cuddling Fhimra's neck from behind and kissing her cheek sweetly, making Fhimra smile.
Fhimra's character was running around the school once again and this time she encountered a game version of Slaanesh Champion Wendy Sevenson, complete with huge tits and long brown hair and a pink Slaanesh mark on the right cheek of her intoxicatingly beautiful face. The game Wendy was also wearing a schoolgirl uniform and currently seemed to be walking towards the Octavia character with an inviting smile.
"Aw look it's Owner Wendy, she's flirting with me, how lovely!", Octavia said with warm stupidity.
"Not good at all, she is trying to steal you in the game and I have to stop her or I lose the game.", Fhimra explained.
Fhimra's character stalked Wendy's character as Wendy sauntered away from Octavia in the game, and Fhimra stealthily slipped something into Wendy's food when she wasn't looking.
"What did you put in Owner Wendy's food?", Octavia asked in stupid confusion.
"Rat poison.", Fhimra laughed.
"What's that?", Octavia asked in bovine stupidity.
"Just wait and watch, it's too difficult to explain to you quickly my love.", Fhimra urged her beautiful lover.
For a while the Fhimra character stalked the Wendy character from a distance, watching as schoolgirl Wendy sat down and ate her poisoned lunch.
The character Wendy suddenly gripped her stomach and ran off quickly, Fhimra's character following behind her.
"What happened to Owner Wendy, is she ok?", Octavia asked worriedly.
The Wendy character ran all the way to a toilet cubicle and began to vomit in the toilet.
"Oh dear, Owner Wendy is being sick.", Octavia said stupidly.
Fhimra's character then came up behind the vomiting Wendy and pushed her head down into the toilet, drowning her in the toilet.
"What are you doing to Owner Wendy!, Stop!", Octavia screamed in a stupid panic.
"It's only a game Octavia.", people urged the stupid woman.
Octavia screamed and sobbed as Fhimra's character completely drowned the Wendy character to death, calling Fhimra a "murderer".
"It's only a game retard!", Mistress Agony scolded, slapping Octavia sternly until she was cowed into submission and silence.
"The real life Wendy is alive and well, this is only a GAME!", Mistress Agony scolded Octavia.
Fhimra's character then got a power saw, squatted down to Wendy's body and…
"Ugh!", the entire room erupted in protest.
"I have to cut up the body to dispose of the evidence.", Fhimra defended.
"What the hell is this game?", Ahmed asked with a chuckle.
"Yandere Simulator.", Fhimra said simply.
Kim-Ly simply shook her head in her X frame and giggled as Mistress Whiplash returned her feather to her ticklish belly button.
***…
"Honestly it's only a game Octavia.", Fhimra said in bed that night in her sleeping straight jacket that left her boobs and body naked and exposed.
Octavia pouted sullenly in her own sleeping straight jacket, still upset about Yandere Simulator with the mods of Wendy and Octavia and Fhimra.
"Video game violence isn't real.", Fhimra attempted to explain to her intellectually disabled fiancée, in the vain hope that this notion would find purchase in her dull brain.
"It's not real in THIS world perhaps, but in the world of those poor game characters the me is having a funeral for Owner Wendy right now!, I must be crying my eyes out you murderer!", Octavia accused with adorable folly.
"What kind of Chris-Chan dimension merge shit are you talking about Octavia?", Fhimra asked in wonder, genuinely impressed by this level of pure stupid.
"I saw them through the screen!, You saw them too!", Octavia accused adorably.
Mistress Blade and Mistress Agony who were sharing the bed with them burst out laughing, unable to help themselves, and Fhimra had to force herself not to laugh as well, Octavia was absolutely adorable sometimes.
"That's not how, my darling you are getting confused. Stuff on the screen isn't really happening.", Fhimra tried to explain.
"I KNOW it's not happening NOW!, I'm not STUPID you know!, But it was RECORDED at some stage!", Octavia exploded, making Mistress Blade and Mistress Agony howl and gasp with laughter.
"What… Why… What…", Fhimra asked in bewilderment, trying desperately not to laugh.
"I'm a sometimes porn star myself, I KNOW that the porn you see on a screen isn't happening right now but WAS real at some point when it was RECORDED!", Octavia lectured with stupid anger.
"I think I peed!", Mistress Agony gasped, laughing uncontrollably.
Mistress Blade was also gasping with laughter.
"Oh my dearest, games are different from porn. Porn with real people is recorded but games are just cartoons drawn with software.", Fhimra soothed with a giggle.
"Cartoons are recorded too you liar!", Octavia accused.
"You are literally retarded!", Mistress Agony gasped with laughter.
"She literally is and she can't help it Mistress Agony.", Fhimra said pointedly, her tone respectful but warning.
"What's that supposed to mean Fhimra?!", Octavia exclaimed angrily.
"You very obviously have either an acquired brain injury or some sort of intellectual disability like severe autism Octavia.", Fhimra gently told her.
"Oh…", Mistress Blade and Mistress Agony both said awkwardly, finally aware that they were indeed mocking an intellectually disabled person and feeling bad about it.
"Not this nonsense again Fhimra!", Octavia exclaimed angrily.
"I'm not saying this to hurt you, I love you and I want to support you in this.", Fhimra insisted sincerely.
"First you murder and now you insult my intelligence!", Octavia raged stupidly, just too dumb to understand just how fucking DUMB this fight was.
"How did *I* murder the cartoon Wendy when *I* am not a cartoon?", Fhimra changed tactics.
"I… Um… But I saw… That wasn't you?", Octavia stammered in mental confusion.
"It couldn't have been me being recorded, I don't look like a cartoon.", Fhimra soothed.
"But cartoon you is a different Fhimra?", Octavia asked uncertainly.
"Must be.", Fhimra soothed the intellectually disabled woman.
"I'm sorry!, I'm so sorry for calling you a murderer Fhimra!, I thought it was YOU drowning game Owner Wendy like that!", Octavia adorably apologised profusely, just comically stupid sometimes.
"It's only a game Octavia, the voices didn't even sound like any of us.", Fhimra reassured.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Why do the game versions of us have different voices?", Octavia asked in confusion.
"I don't know how I could possibly explain it to you Octavia, just trust me that everyone is fine. If you had let me I would have restarted the game to show that game Wendy is fine.", Fhimra soothed, shifting slightly in her sleeping straight jacket.
"Game Owner Wendy is really ok?", Octavia asked hopefully.
"She's completely fine.", Fhimra reassured patiently.
"If I call Owner Wendy will she answer and say that she's ok?", Octavia asked hopefully.
"(Sigh), I'll dial the vox for you.", Mistress Agony said, unplugging Octavia's personal mobile vox phone from a charging cable on a bedside table and interacting with the device, finding 'ONAR W3DNV' among her contacts list more by the accompanying naked sexting picture of Wendy with her legs spread blowing a kiss than by the appalling name spelling. (It didn't help that Mistress Agony herself was barely literate in Low Gothic).
Fhimra looked in interest at Octavia's contact list, seeing "399", accompanied by a picture of the diseased Nurgle Champion super psyker Egg Sevenson/Tsao, seeing "CAbN33", accompanied by a naked sexting picture of Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Candy Johnson, "LAB1A", almost getting right the name of Tech Priestess Labia Johnson, (also pictured sexting with her face and tits just visible above her namesake labia in the naked sexting photo).
Octavia's contacts also had "MY BAB33", accompanied by a picture of her son Augusta wearing power armour, "LIL SISTA", accompanied by a photo of Melody Sevenson naked in tickle bondage, "MIST3RUSS LASS", accompanied by a picture of Mistress Lash Lee in a kimono, "MAND33", accompanied by a photo of the massive half Lee half Goliath Mandy Sevenson/Wong, (also a naked picture for some reason).
Fhimra didn't get a good look at all the many contacts in Octavia's contact list but all were adorably poorly spelled and accompanied by pictures, most of which were wildly inappropriate.
Mistress Agony pushed the screen on the naked sexting picture of Wendy for Octavia and the call was activated, ringing a few times before the call was answered by audio only, Mistress Agony having only pressed the audio call button.
"Yes Octavia?", Wendy's erotic voice answered with sensual happiness.
"You're ok?!", Octavia asked frantically in a way that was adorable, sitting up in her straight jacket excitedly.
"What?, I'm fine Octavia.", Wendy replied in confusion.
"But I saw cartoon Fhimra drown cartoon you in a toilet Owner Wendy!", Octavia exclaimed in sick relief at her Owner's voice.
"Did you have a bad dream Octavia?", Wendy suggested in confusion.
"It was in a cogitator game Owner Wendy.", Octavia explained.
"Those games AREN'T REAL Octavia!, This is why I don't let you play games on your vox!, Remember what happened when you played 'Tricia the Tickle Slave' on your vox phone and you got so upset that I had to delete the game?", Wendy said in clear exasperation.
"But Tricia the Tickle Slave got out of her tickling dungeon and never saw her Owner again!, It was HORRIBLE!", Octavia exclaimed.
"It was the AIM OF THE GAME to ESCAPE you twit!, Tricia didn't WANT to be a tickle slave and she was TRYING to escape the tickling dungeon and go home. You won the game Octavia!", Wendy exclaimed in exasperation.
"I hope that Tricia got to go back to her dungeon.", Octavia replied hopefully.
"Electronic games aren't real Octavia, how many times do I have to tell you?", Wendy said with a sigh of deep exasperation.
"I'm so happy you are ok Owner Wendy, I saw you get murdered by Fhimra in a game.", Octavia said seriously.
"Wait what?, You saw me myself getting killed by Fhimra in a game?", Wendy asked in concern.
"I used mods to put you me and Octavia in a game Ma'am. Octavia got dreadfully confused.", Fhimra explained quickly.
"And your game character killed my game character?", Wendy asked unhappily.
"It was a very violent game Owner Wendy.", Fhimra sucked up cautiously.
"That would have confused the hell out of Octavia if you modded us into some violent shooter game or fighting game. Just stick to gentle kids games with Octavia or she will get upset and confused.", Wendy said seriously.
"Do I have… Awe-Tizzy Owner Wendy?", Octavia asked unexpectedly.
"Who told you that?", Wendy asked warningly.
"Fhimra said I had Awe-Tizzy or a brain acquired something.", Octavia said dimly.
"Now you listen to me Octavia… I don't want you to worry about yourself, just trust me to take care of you. So what if it turns out you have this or that big word thing, I will still love you just as much as before. You don't need to worry about anything. And Fhimra, just don't. I think it's obvious that Octavia… Has a few things… I assure you that I have her health under control.", Wendy said very carefully.
Fhimra understood immediately that Wendy was completely aware of whatever intellectual disability Octavia suffered and that she was managing Octavia discreetly with some medication.
"I don't want to upset anything you have going Ma'am, but as Octavia's fiancée I would like to know, just so that I can best care for her.", Fhimra said carefully.
"There is nothing you need to worry about Fhimra, just don't upset her or worry her. She is fine.", Wendy said carefully.
"But Mistress Agony thinks I am retarded Owner Wendy.", Octavia said stupidly.
"She is just calling you names to dominate you my darling.", Wendy soothed.
"She literally is though isn't she?", Mistress Agony asked Wendy curiously.
"You literally are if you don't drop this Agony, I'm not a sub anymore and you're not a Cartel wife yet. You would do well to learn some subtle discretion if you want to marry into my family.", Wendy replied ice cold.
Mistress Agony gulped and agreed to drop the whole issue, and Wendy quickly got Octavia soothed.
"I love *you* Octavia, you are my special girl who I love so much. Everyone around you should know just how much I love *you*, I would *kill* to keep you safe and happy. If anyone upsets my special girl I could positively *kill* them.", Wendy coaxed Octavia in code, chilling everyone else who heard it.
"I love you too Owner Wendy.", Octavia replied happily in stupid oblivion of all the danger surrounding her.
"You have a good night Octavia and I will speak to you tomorrow. Sweet dreams my love.", Wendy said tenderly, making Fhimra feel a chill of jealousy.
"Good night Owner Wendy.", Octavia replied sweetly and Wendy hung up, leaving a fearful silence in her wake, Mistress Agony taking the vox and plugging it back into the charging cable on the bedside table.
Octavia hummed contentedly in her straight jacket and lay down again, and she snuggled Fhimra lovingly, kissing her lips in reconciliation from the earlier fight.
"I'm sorry for getting cross with you Fhimra.", Octavia said sweetly in her straight jacket.
The straight jacketed Fhimra forgave Octavia immediately, their bare breasts pressed together above their sleeved arms wrapped tightly to their chests by their skimpy fetish straight jackets, the situation deliciously erotic.
The two tickle slaves lay in the middle of a super king sized bondage bed that was just being used as a sleeping bed for the night, with Mistress Blade laying on one side of them and Mistress Agony laying on the other, the Dommes spooning the two straight jacketed tickle slaves from behind, both Dommes wearing ridiculously cute Asian anime character pyjamas.
Fhimra was wearing absolutely nothing but the skimpy straight jacket that was little more than a pair of very long sleeves and some straps and buckles at the back, covering not a thing but her arms and the tiniest part of her back, her arms tightly hugging around her body just under her massive J cups and strapped in place so that she couldn't move her arms. Octavia wore exactly the same, not a thing but her straight jacket.
Fhimra was extremely used to sleeping in bondage as a tickle slave with no safe word, with this particular style of straight jacket being one of Fhimra's most common forms of sleeping bondage, with fluffy pink "sleeping handcuffs" behind her back also being very commonly used. The need to get up in the night to pee meant that the bondage she slept in more often than not left her legs free to get up in the night to pee, bed wetting being an extremely probable occurrence for tickle slaves if they were tickled in bed with full bladders.
The bed was big but four women still barely fitted, making it an intimately tight squeeze. Fhimra was pressed tightly into Octavia's naked front, their bare breasts squeezing against each other wonderfully, her face intimately close to Octavia's astonishingly beautiful face, smelling Octavia's clean fresh breath and gentle fragrances.
Mistress Blade was spooning Fhimra intimately behind, the apprentice dominatrix having open romantic interest in Fhimra, and Fhimra thrilled to feel her dominant arm wrapped around Fhimra's bare side and belly from behind, the hand occasionally giving tickles without warning to excite Fhimra wonderfully.
Mistress Agony was greedily spooning Octavia from behind on the other side of the bed, selfishly enjoying the impossibly sexy woman with nothing but lust, not a romantic rival but merely a hungry dominant slut. She was touching Octavia for her own pleasure alone, not tickling but just groping and feeling, unsubtly masturbating herself alone as she did so.
The room was dark but had just enough night lighting to see, the entire dungeon quiet at this hour as everyone slept. Fhimra sighed in contentment, but her mind was racing too much to sleep just yet.
This wonderful heavenly existence was under catastrophic threat if Lash didn't hold firm as Wendy's sub, and Fhimra was so utterly powerless to even influence things right now with Lash on a different ship away from Fhimra. Fhimra's life right now was PERFECT, and it was all under threat!
Fhimra hoped for the best but she NEEDED to have backup hopes just in case things went horribly wrong. She needed to think things through.
If Lash cracked under torture and left Wendy then things would change very fast. The apprentices and Lash would vanish from the dungeon, leaving Octavia and Fhimra alone under the absolute power of Wendy alone, completely dominated and powerless.
Fhimra was safe in her position as Wendy's tickle slave plaything, but only if Wendy didn't view Fhimra as being "in the way". Octavia was Wendy's "backup submissive wife on the shelf" and she would absolutely certainly be used for this purpose if Lash and Wendy broke up!, If Fhimra resisted this in any way then Fhimra would be moved "out of the way" in one way or another.
Octavia was loyal to Fhimra but was also astonishingly stupid and easy to manipulate and deceive, Octavia would easily fall for any lie Wendy chose to tell her if Fhimra abruptly disappeared forever without a trace…
Fhimra gulped, imagining the supernaturally strong Wendy personally snapping Fhimra's neck with her bare hands when Octavia wasn't looking and discreetly flushing Fhimra's dead body out an airlock!
Fhimra was in danger, TERRIBLE danger. Wendy was outwardly charming but inwardly she could be a complete callous self centred sociopath when it suited her!, Wendy *had* a conscience, but she didn't use it much when it didn't suit her, she was EXTREMELY dangerous to be a romantic rival of when you were LITERALLY her slave!
Fhimra needed a way out, and that way out was currently spooning her from behind…
Fhimra discreetly rolled over in her straight jacket to face Mistress Blade, kissing her silently on the lips. Mistress Blade was still awake and silently returned the kiss discreetly, very receptive to Fhimra.
Fhimra kissed her heavily for a while in silence. Octavia was still just awake but she was such a poly nympho that she didn't even question Fhimra kissing Mistress Blade right in front of her, and Octavia snuggled Fhimra lovingly from behind and fell asleep as Fhimra kissed Mistress Blade.
Fhimra felt a bit guilty but she kept kissing Mistress Blade passionately, needing to establish a strong bond with her in case things went badly with Lash. Mistress Blade hungrily returned the heavy kissing, getting really hot and heavy, and Fhimra energetically pressed on.
Fhimra made absolutely sure that Octavia was asleep and whispered very quietly to Mistress Blade.
"I hear that you're looking for a new tickle slave.", Fhimra very quietly whispered charmingly in opening.
"I'm looking for a tickle slave wife.", Mistress Blade whispered back huskily.
"I'm taken… Right up until I'm not…", Fhimra whispered back invitingly.
"I'm standing by to steal you the moment you're not.", Mistress Blade whispered fondly, kissing Fhimra again.
"I'm in terrible danger if Mistress Lash bails on Wendy, Wendy might KILL me…", Fhimra whispered seriously.
"I know. I know that you are in danger. I'm serious about wanting to get you out of there Fhimra.", Mistress Blade whispered seriously.
"I will cry my eyes out if I am forced to leave Octavia, I will be upset and in grief, I won't be fun for a time. I want Octavia so much that it hurts. But I don't want to die… Wendy is capable of doing terrible things. If she rebounds onto Octavia and I am in the way she will do TERRIBLE things to me to get me out of her way. I don't trust her not to murder me or at least torture me with pain until I agree to leave Octavia. I am going to NEED you and need you to be as understanding and patient as possible with me if things go wrong.", Fhimra whispered honestly.
The beautiful young Asian Dominatrix looked the straight jacketed Fhimra right in the eyes and kissed her tenderly before saying: "This isn't just selfless charity on my part, I will get something out of it that I greatly desire, something that will make all my patience and understanding worthwhile. I will get YOU."
Fhimra blinked tears at these beautiful words, feeling so deeply touched.
"I have already discreetly voxed Hamahoto when no one was looking today, asking him if I had permission to marry you…", Mistress Blade whispered carefully.
Fhimra gasped softly in a whisper at these words.
"I explained who you were and I explained your situation, I promised him that I would still get pregnant out of wedlock with a man of Hamahoto's choosing for the breeding program if I got married to you. He has already seen you down on the planet and decided that you are 'beautifully submissive' to his geisha Dominatrices, he said that you obviously appreciate us and that your bondage to us is a truly beautiful thing. He said yes…", Mistress Blade whispered!
Fhimra silently cried at these words, so genuinely touched and at a loss for words.
"You killed men to protect me from being raped, you are smart, funny, kind, good, lovely in personality and absolutely stunningly beautiful. You are a top quality sub and a delight to dominate, and… And I have a HUGE crush on you!, I *want* to marry you and not just to save you, I genuinely desire you Fhimra.", Mistress Blade said, her olive cheeks blushing pinkly.
Mistress Blade was as beautiful as all the Lee women were, with long black hair set in sexy cute pigtails for bed, and with a stunning graceful slender body like a eugenically selectively bred model, her highly sculpted Asian face breathtakingly beautiful and gorgeous. Her perky young tits weren't huge but definitely weren't flat, the outline of her bust clearly visible through her ultra cute pyjamas. She was in every regard a beautiful woman, and her charming thoughtful dominance made her even more attractive to Fhimra.
Fhimra blushed hard at her words and didn't reply, feeling a hot feeling in her heart, her emotions in a confusing tempest that was hard to see clearly through. Fhimra was crying, but for several reasons at the same time.
Fhimra cried at the thought of leaving Octavia, she cried because of Wendy going from a friend to a threat to her life, she cried because of what was happening to Lash, cried because of how TigerLily had deceived her with a misleading prophecy. But also she cried because Mistress Blade was being so sweet and romantic that Fhimra just had to cry.
"You will be a radiant bride, no longer a tickle slave but a free tickle wife, you will be a delight. I can just picture our lives together, I will cherish you forever.", Mistress Blade said tenderly.
Fhimra kissed her spontaneously in tears at these words, her poor heart melted and in turmoil.
"You will be a second mother to our children, you will be my submissive housewife who submissively does all the chores while I go to work, I will tickle you in bondage every night and dominate you completely as I make the most tender love to you. You will take my family name and you will live in freedom as my wife.", Mistress Blade continued beautifully.
"Why?, Why are you giving me this wonderful promise?", Fhimra asked in a whisper, her tears heavy.
"I could give you a hundred reasons why I want to marry you Fhimra.", Mistress Blade whispered tenderly.
"I… I can't stop crying.", Fhimra whispered in heavy emotional tears.
"What if Lash stays with Wendy and I marry Octavia?, Will you be devastated Mistress Blade?", Fhimra whispered apologetically.
"I will be sad for myself but happy for you. I will visit you regularly to tickle you in the dungeon as a friend.", Mistress Blade reassured.
"You are a true dominant gentlewoman Ma'am, for one so cruel you are kind and good. Thank you for being so kind to me Ma'am.", Fhimra whispered sincerely.
Mistress Blade kissed her and began playing with Fhimra's huge bare J cups, making Fhimra exhale with a thrill of pleasure from the touch.
"I'm not just showing you pity, you are a FINE woman Fhimra, you are the sexiest sub I am ever likely to get in a wedding dress, you have a BEAUTIFUL hopeful personality, you have SO much love to give to your Dominatrices, you are a delightful submissive lesbian who any Dominatrix would snap up if she could. I'm snapping you up Fhimra.", Mistress Blade purred hungrily in a naughty whisper that made Fhimra smile sheepishly and blush.
"What do you ask of me, if we wed?", Fhimra asked shyly.
"The usual thing from you, complete submission and obedience without a safe word, I can tickle you as much as I like and you can't make me stop, free sex and bondage with you and you can't refuse, but you get your usual limits and aftercare.", Mistress Blade whispered fondly, giving Fhimra a thrill of dampness.
"That sounds really nice…", Fhimra whispered shyly with a blush.
"You will sleep in a straight jacket or in handcuffs or other bondage most nights, I will attack you freely in bed with hard tickling and hot sex, we will have so much fun together.", Mistress Blade whispered naughtily, making Fhimra get even damper with a wonderful thrill.
"You don't want me to go to work during the day Ma'am?", Fhimra offered.
"I don't need you to work. I have ten labour slaves that Wendy gave me for taking part in the dating race with her, they are all rented out and earn me a steady income that pays all the bills. I have to pay SOME money to feed them and stuff, but mostly I get to keep all of the money from the wages they earn.", Mistress Blade explained happily.
"That sounds like capitalism with less steps.", Fhimra quipped, humorously referring to the Rick and Morty quote "(capitalism) just sounds like slavery with extra steps".
"You are so sexy when you say smart stuff that I don't understand.", Mistress Blade whispered with a chuckle and kissed Fhimra adoringly.
Fhimra returned the kiss warmly, really feeling warm and receptive towards this wonderful sexy Dominatrix who was wooing her so wonderfully.
"I could still pull my weight as an engineer once I'm a free woman. I've been talking to Ahmed, he said that with my knowledge of STC printouts and nuclear physics that I could become an engineering officer on this ship, a junior officer of ensign rank. An ensign is technically a commissioned navy officer and I could be promoted to lieutenant, maybe I could even be a commander or captain or even an admiral one day if I'm clever enough Ma'am.", Fhimra said with more excitement than she intended.
"Would you earn much doing that?", Mistress Blade asked in clear confusion.
"Ensigns make a few thousand script a month I think, but lieutenants and higher can make hundreds of thousands of script a year or more, so I'm told.", Fhimra whispered humbly.
Mistress Blade's mouth fell open in shock in the dark.
"I know that you want to have time to play with me and be the dominant breadwinner Ma'am, but if you want I could apply to work part time as an engineer.", Fhimra whispered humbly.
"My wife could be a ship's captain one day?!", Mistress Blade whispered in astonishment.
"I guess it's *possible* Ma'am.", Fhimra shrugged uncertainly in her straight jacket.
"I, I won't say no to you becoming an officer, so long as you remain my submissive tickle wife. I honestly didn't expect to actually MAKE money from marrying you!", Mistress Blade whispered in stunned wonder.
"That's why I trust you Ma'am. You chose to show mercy to a powerless penniless slave in deadly peril at personal cost, that's why I trust you enough to tell you that I could make *us* a fortune.", Fhimra whispered tenderly, giving her a soft little kiss.
"Why are you so smart when you're just a powerless tickle slave?", Mistress Blade asked in wonder.
"Do you know the biggest difference between smart people like Albert Einstein who became famous scientists and those smart people born in slums who never became famous for anything?", Fhimra asked philosophically.
"What's the difference?", Mistress Blade asked.
"Opportunity. Just as many low people are born geniuses as great people, far more actually because the low people are by far the most common. One group gets to be great scientists who use their intellect for fame and glory, the other group languish as slaves and labourers and untouchables, never able to use their brains for anything noteworthy.", Fhimra said wisely.
"You never got the opportunity to do anything with your brain?", Mistress Blade paraphrased.
"Correct Mistress Blade. I was born a genius in a tribe with Iron Age technology, I had to voluntarily enter slavery to leave, and as a slave I had no opportunity to do anything but work as I was told. I used my intelligence to pursue my romantic and sex life interests, becoming a tickle slave to Wendy Sevenson for these months of pure bliss. I have been laughing in bondage so much ever since that I found only the smallest time to devote my genius mind to scientific topics. I am literally a genius by every IQ test I have ever done for fun, my IQ test scores are consistently above 180 IQ.", Fhimra admitted quietly.
"You are a child prodigy?", Mistress Blade suggested.
"I'm no Ben Shapiro dipshit who was made to feel superior to everyone else as a child and never learned humble self awareness as a result, in my Tzeentch worshipping tribe highly advanced IQ's are common. I am smart even for one of my kind but the gap between people was much smaller, I wasn't even the smartest and I didn't feel any better than anyone else. I'm glad that I wasn't treated as a prodigy, that completely fucks up the social development of children and turns them into failed adults who still act like children maturity wise. It's VITAL for child development that children view themselves as PART of the tribe, not as superior to it. People who spend their lives looking down at others never learn to look up at their own reflection in the mirror to see how shitty they themselves look.", Fhimra rambled with feeling in an unnecessary nerd ramble.
"I suppose that that makes sense, though I didn't ask for all that.", Mistress Blade chuckled.
"I was born extremely academically gifted in an environment where academic giftedness was of little value, a tribe full of genius nerds in a land of giant Khorne barbarians. Until your fleet came my hobby of learning literature and philosophy and historical popular culture and nuclear physics and engineering were of no use to anyone, no more able to help the tribe than poetry. I was never overly praised as a child for my proficiency in these academic pursuits.", Fhimra condensed her main point.
"But as soon as you get the opportunity you want to make a career of these things?", Mistress Blade suggested.
"In actual fact I want to be a tickle slave, I get SO much pleasure from being tickled in bondage by gorgeous sexy women all day long. But if I HAD to work in something else then I'd be an engineer.", Fhimra whispered naughtily.
"What about working in porn?, A Tzeentch girl like you with J cup tits having hot lesbian sex with other Tzeentch girls could make a LOT of money from all the Tzeentch men who now serve in the military. These guys have money and they like their own Tzeentch girls. We could work together and do live bondage shows together in front of an audience.", Mistress Blade suggested.
"Live shows in front of men would make me feel gross Mistress Blade, in front of only women is a BIG MAYBE, but not in front of men. Doing lesbian porn with Tzeentch girls could be really fun but I would be super embarrassed every time I went to the mosque and every single fucker RECOGNISED me from the porn!", Fhimra whispered in frantic embarrassment.
Mistress Blade giggled softly at the thought.
"I would hold your hand at the mosque and stand tall and proud to encourage you.", Mistress Blade encouraged fondly.
"That sounds really lovely actually.", Fhimra whispered with a blushing smile.
"Part time engineer, part time porn star?", Mistress Blade suggested fondly.
"Why are you so keen on me being a porn star Ma'am?", Fhimra whispered with a giggle.
"A few reasons. Firstly and most importantly because I said so. Secondly fast money for as little work as possible on your part so that I can have you to myself as much as possible. Also you OWE it to your menfolk to let them beat off to one of the only Tzeentch girls with J cups, I've seen how your own men look at you, they all HOPE to see porn of you.", Mistress Blade chuckled.
"I don't know, my relatives might see it, I would die of embarrassment.", Fhimra blushed.
"Your netball team would want to see it.", Mistress Blade teased.
"If you ORDER me to do lesbian porn when I'm yours then naturally I will obey my Mistress like a good sub, but I will be blushing like crazy.", Fhimra said blushing hard, secretly enjoying this sadistic order with her usual coyness.
"Good girl.", Mistress Blade whispered huskily, kissing the blushing straight jacketed Fhimra.
"Thank you for giving me something so wonderful and cruel and embarrassing to hope for if things go wrong with Octavia Ma'am.", Fhimra whispered, getting wonderfully wet from the thought of being made to become a Tzeentch lesbian porn star.
"I'm a very mean Domme to masochistic sub girls who secretly love it.", Mistress Blade hit on Fhimra charmingly.
"I still love Octavia and Mistress Lash, I don't want things to end. Please with all due respect know that I hope that we NEVER get married because Octavia marries me instead. But if we do… I'm also really excited…", Fhimra whispered, kissing the beautiful Mistress Blade.
"I'm going to tickle you naked in bondage on camera until you wet yourself into a jar, then I'm going to send the film AND the jar of urine directly to your parents.", Mistress Blade whispered sadistically!
Fhimra softly gasped but became uncontrollably wet at this humiliating threat, super turned on by this horrible suggestion!
"You are fountaining right now aren't you. Imagine how much MORE you will fountain as my wife.", Mistress Blade teased, making Fhimra blush wonderfully and grow even wetter.
Fhimra fidgeted in her straight jacket, feeling so wonderfully vulnerable and defenceless in the intimate presence of this delicious dominant sadist.
"I'm going to be the MEANEST tickler you ever had, your poor body is going to be squeezed HORRIBLY for the rest of your life Fhimra.", Mistress Blade whispered intoxicatingly, making a line of wetness run down the front of Fhimra's thigh from her flooded excited pussy.
"Yes please Ma'am.", Fhimra whispered eagerly, yearning for her cruel touch with a wonderful buzzing feeling in her wet clitoris.
"If the others weren't sleeping right now I'd tickle you so much that…", Mistress Blade began but was interrupted by Fhimra suddenly kissing her lips passionately.
The pair heavily made out until Mistress Blade rubbed Fhimra's wet pussy to more orgasms than she could count, her arms still trapped in her straight jacket.
Fhimra felt absolutely wonderful as she rolled over to snuggle her boobs against the peacefully sleeping Octavia once again, Mistress Blade spooning Fhimra's naked body from behind with a dominant arm around her belly intoxicatingly.
Fhimra felt so safe and secure inside this beautiful woman sandwich, and she fell asleep peacefully for the first time since Wendy and Lash switched, just so relieved to have such a wonderful alternative backup hope.
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