Chapter 79H
Fhimra Pyrestrength could barely be seen from behind the mountain of sorcery books and dark grimoires she had piled up on the table around her, sipping a cup of water as she poured through a book laying open on the table in front of her, (with the pages made of tanned human faces with the eyes and mouths stitched shut in a way that was supremely fucked up).
Fhimra was naked by the explicit order of her owner Wendy Sevenson, but she had pulled up a super comfy lounge chair to the table and had made a little nest for herself out of cushions and pillows, with her naked body wrapped up in a really comfy bright pink blanket like a cocoon. She was sitting cross legged in her little nest and blanket feeling ridiculously comfortable, with actual peace from the threat of being tickled at any moment in a way that she almost never got to enjoy.
Octavia's squealing hysterical laughter echoed through the palace from the tickling dungeons, but Fhimra herself was left alone to read books in a quiet study room in a way that was so unprecedented that it was surreal.
Fhimra took notes in a notebook as she read from this book of blackest evil, currently (wisely) using a leaf of scrap paper to draw a copy of an elaborate magical pentagram type symbol from the book. Fhimra completed the drawing but then hissed in annoyance as the paper (yet again) caught fire with daemonic black flames!
Fhimra angrily took up a small brass dagger carved all over with runes of Khorne and used the flat of the blade to tap out the magical black flames. The runes on the Khorne dagger glowed with an angry red light as they literally ate the magic of the flames, the dagger runes specifically designed to channel Khorne's hatred of witchcraft and dispel any magic it touched.
The dagger was being borrowed temporarily and was here deliberately as a precaution to help dispel any accidental miscasts as Fhimra undertook the extremely dangerous task of learning to use her new psychic powers. The books were likewise being borrowed for Fhimra's use, as one could not simply BUY such dangerous books as these. Some of these magical symbols were almost impossible to draw down on paper without the paper instantly catching fire from the daemonic magic these symbols summoned, they couldn't even be photographed or photocopied without causing the machine in question to burst into flames!
Fhimra had no idea what wards had been weaved over the pages of these books to even copy down some of these symbols, but Fhimra's poor note paper had no such protections and trying to take notes was a harrowing pain in the ass, never knowing WHICH of the symbols would spontaneously erupt with supernatural power the moment she drew them!
Fhimra sighed and swept up these latest paper ashes into a dustpan with a little banister brush, depositing these ashes into a small dustbin resting on the table to join all the previous ashes. The wooden study table top had unsightly black burn marks on it in places from how many times this had happened before, and Fhimra hoped that Wendy wouldn't be pissed off about the table.
Fhimra sighed and tried to copy other details from the book in front of her, using scrap paper first as a precaution and only copying the details to her notebook if the scrap paper survived without magical mayhem. Fhimra's hands had been burned so many times already that she had wrapped her hands and fingers in bandages to prevent further burns, using an extremely long pen and paper holding stick to make it easier to pull her hands away safely the moment the paper started catching fire.
Fhimra rubbed her sore head, the migraine now considerably better than before but still not gone entirely. Her brain was still mutating to become gradually more psychic and it was a slow and EXCRUCIATINGLY painful process for those not born with psychic abilities. Fhimra had been hospitalised in agony for DAYS before the migraines subsided enough to even let her function, she had had a MISERABLE time!
Fhimra read in distaste from the wicked book in front of her, currently reading about the correct way of ritually skinning a human baby to summon some daemon that she would never summon in a million years. Some of this shit was truly fucked up!
Fhimra stopped and looked back through all the notes she had taken so far, trying to work all the information together in a way that made more intuitive sense. She didn't like to just memorise information that she could parrot back, she wanted to understand WHY this stuff worked the way it did and HOW it worked at a fundamental level.
Fhimra immediately started to formulate theories in her mind as to how and why she thought that this should work, then she looked through her mountain of books to confirm if her hypothesises were true only to find entire pages dedicated to explaining that her ideas were not true at all and would get her killed in gruesome ways!
Fhimra was dismayed by just how counterintuitive this shit was, not to mention how DANGEROUS this psyker shit was if she made a mistake!, It was like trying to play a game you didn't know the rules of and a game that you died instantly if you didn't play right!
Fhimra was getting stressed and cranky, and she listened jealously to the sounds of Octavia's hysterical ticklish laughter. Fhimra was an addict to her kinks and she was starting to get withdrawal from prolonged days without proper tickle slave play time. Fhimra was just itching to be tied up and tickled by the sexy Dominatrices!
Fhimra sipped more water to calm herself, then she returned to simply reading without taking any notes this time, hoping to just figure out the fundamentals to satisfy her chronic need for knowledge to make sense and follow clearly defined rules.
Fhimra read and read, finding much information but very little explanation of the why and the fundamental principles. She had no end of spells to achieve specific results, but less than half of the spells came with an explanatory note about WHY they worked. It was frustrating as fuck for Fhimra!
Fhimra was not about to cast a single fucking thing until she got a CLEAR explanation of the FUNDAMENTALS of WHY this stuff worked at a bedrock level, especially when she risked her very soul using this shit!
"Queen TigerLily, could you PLEASE give me a lesson on the fundamentals of magic?", Fhimra pleaded out loud to her master in desperation.
"Very bizarre mathematics.", TigerLily's voice replied simply in Fhimra's mind.
"Please tell me.", Fhimra pressed.
"You vould go inne'sane, it is not for mortals to know.", TigerLily warned.
"It doesn't have to be quantum scale stuff, just a general scale overview of how and why spells work the way they do and how to use the warp safely.", Fhimra begged.
"You can't learn to swim from a book.", TigerLily replied wisely.
Fhimra understood instantly that TigerLily was saying that this was something that must be "learned by doing", it wasn't a purely academic matter but something that required hands on experience to master.
"Please teach me.", Fhimra humbly begged.
"Smile like you mean it.", TigerLily sang in a transatlantic accent.
Fhimra snorted with laughter, immediately getting the pop culture reference. "Smile like you mean it" was a song about making a deal with a demon in return for great power at the price of eternal servitude to the demon.
"TigerLily I am ALREADY your servant. You are the patron daemon of my tribe.", Fhimra giggled.
"Tat is vy I am so nice to you.", TigerLily replied in fond delight.
"Shake my hand and name your price my queen.", Fhimra snorted fondly.
"I do 'espoil you te'ribals tat I raised for centuries. I ga'roomed you so vell, like my own loyal children.", TigerLily chuckled fondly.
Fhimra already worshipped TigerLily as a patron daemon in her wider Tzeentch worship and she had no fear of TigerLily, she loved TigerLily with religious worship and was loyal to her. Fhimra did not resist as the spiritual avatar of TigerLily clasped hands with Fhimra's soul and partially possessed her mind.
Pain gripped Fhimra as she felt a tiny fraction of the impossibly large mind of her Daemon Queen, and her mind rapidly felt profound clarity regarding the theoretical basis of psychic powers that she craved.
The answer was completely counterintuitive, she never would have guessed it in a million years for it was alien to the way humans think. Fhimra knew less than a tiny fraction of the true foundation of the warp that TigerLily had spoken of, but now Fhimra understood why she could NEVER know these secrets with her merely mortal mind.
Fhimra knew the WAY to think to safely use the warp now, it wasn't ABOUT knowing some specific knowledge, it was about bending your mind into a specific way and just swimming. Books couldn't teach you to swim, books couldn't teach you to master the warp, you had to just jump in and get wet.
TigerLily stopped partially possessing Fhimra as soon as the lesson had stuck in her mind, and Fhimra thanked her profusely.
Fhimra dove back into her reading and note taking, and suddenly everything made SO much sense now that she knew how to "swim" in the warp. She tried to write down in her notebook what TigerLily had taught her but the words simply didn't exist to properly describe what Fhimra now knew, you just had to DO it to understand it, it COULD NOT be written down accurately in any book.
Even the spontaneous fires of the drawn symbols made sense now and could be predicted. These symbols were invitations to the denizens of the warp, drawing them in like magnets to fill the paper with eldritch energies.
Fhimra quickly searched through the books for spell eating runes of Khorne, drawing these fell runes on a bit of scrap paper, the paper briefly glowing red with hateful power. Fhimra then drew on this paper one of the magical symbols that usually burst into flames.
The runes of Khorne glowed blood red the moment Fhimra completed the magical symbol, the symbol barely even smoking slightly with thin wisps of smoke as the Khorne runes sucked out and ate all of the magical energy.
Fhimra squealed with excitement and got to work safely copying every single magical symbol with zero fires or other mayhem, recording all of the information for later when she had to return these books borrowed from Sevenson psykers Wendy was close to, (most of the books belonging to Violet).
Fhimra was so feverishly excited that she didn't even notice Mistress Lash had entered the room until she spoke.
"Lunch is ready.", Mistress Lash said quietly from the other side of the table.
Fhimra looked up to see the graceful beautiful geisha wearing a kimono that was open at the front to reveal her olive skinned bare breasts and clean shaven vagina, Mistress Lash was holding a pair of fluffy pink padded handcuffs dominantly with a cruel sadistic mischievous smile.
Fhimra dampened immediately at this pleasing sight and she submissively emerged naked from her blanket to walk around the table and kissed Mistress Lash passionately on the lips lovingly, arms wrapped around this woman she loved, tongue entering the geisha's dominant mouth without any invitation.
Fhimra could read the mind of Mistress Lash up close like this with her psychic powers, and Fhimra saw herself in the eyes of Mistress Lash. The word that best described the feeling of Mistress Lash was the word "desire". Fhimra was astonished by how sexually attractive she had become after the plastic surgery, Mistress Lash was nursing a puddle in her pussy over Fhimra and she was intensely pleasured by the current kiss.
Mistress Lash gave into her desires and she erotically embraced Fhimra and explored her hugely busty body, kissing her passionately and grabbing her bare breasts assertively.
Mistress Lash wanted to fuck Fhimra right here and now but she stopped herself with self control, breaking the kiss and handcuffing Fhimra's hands behind her back dominantly.
Fhimra squealed with ticklish delight as fingers tickled her intensely ticklish body, greatly enjoying it as she was tickled and manhandled at the same time, walking in the grip of Mistress Lash even as Fhimra half doubled over with laughter being tickled on her ribs and tummy by sadistic fingers.
Fhimra stumbled laughing all the way to the dining room and she had her handcuffs removed and was strapped down in her chair for lunch, her wrists strapped down to the sides of the chair as usual to render her helpless.
Octavia was strapped naked into her own chair on the opposite side of the table, unable to wave with her own wrists also strapped down to the sides of her dining chair. Octavia and Fhimra settled for smiling at each other and lovingly greeting each other with words enthusiastically, telling each other that they loved each other in a way that was as romantic as it was cute and adorable.
Fetter was waiting for her lunchtime fun with Fhimra however and Fhimra was soon squirming in her bonds and squealing with laughter as Fetter's old fingers tickled Fhimra's naked body, interrupting the conversation with Octavia.
Octavia was soon being tickled as well, and the two tickle slaves struggled and squirmed uselessly in their straps, laughing their heads off as their sexy naked defenceless bodies were fiendishly tickled by malicious sadistic fingers. Fhimra was crying tears of laughter as each poke and stroke jolted her like ticklish electric shocks, squirming and tugging like crazy but unable to get free to protect her ticklish body.
Fhimra had no safe word and bound like this she had no way of stopping herself from being tickled as fiendishly as her ticklers wanted, she was completely helpless and laughing herself silly as she waited for the others to choose to stop with Fhimra getting no say in the matter!
Holy fuck this was hot!
Fhimra was fountaining like crazy, savagely sexually excited by her current situation and eagerly consenting despite a lot of coy begging for mercy that she didn't at all mean.
Fhimra enjoyed a lovely long tickle from not just Fetter but also Mistress Lash and Wendy and the six apprentices, Fhimra's pussy water falling on her chair seat as she giggled and squealed in ticklish delight.
The tickling sadly stopped eventually and Fhimra's wrists were unclipped from the chair to let her eat a distressingly healthy meal of salad and the bare minimum fat and protein to keep her healthy!
Fhimra was not happy about her cruel diet but she was so sexually submissive to the delicious dominant women all around her that she didn't dare to complain, eating the high fibre low calorie leafy greens stoically.
Fhimra was rake thin apart from her sexy giant tits, her diet so severe that it was literally impossible to get fat. She was hungry almost constantly, the hunger so familiar that it was just a dull background sensation that she was used to now. She wasn't anorexic levels of thin, but she was lean and skinny with small muscles and even less fat, her every lean feminine abdominal muscle visible through her almost complete absence of covering belly fat.
The food was gone far too fast as it always was, her stomach growling for more. Fhimra gorged herself with water just to enjoy the pleasure of having a full stomach, painfully hungry.
Octavia was so hungry today that even she was not being difficult about eating, gobbling down her food with desperate hunger, salad and all, then adorably begging for more food hopefully.
Octavia was beaten on the tits with a cane for daring to beg for more food and Fhimra fearfully remained silent in her own chair, tummy rumbling but too afraid of punishment to speak.
Fhimra and Octavia had their wrist straps clipped back to the sides of their chairs again now that they didn't need their hands to eat, the two tickle slaves giggling in nervous anticipation at the Dommes surrounding them.
Fhimra giggled and squealed as Mistress Blade lovingly stroked her bare neck, tickling her but not hard. Octavia was still getting her huge tits caned with meaty swotting sounds in punishment for begging for more food, but not as much as she usually was as she had actually eaten her salad today without being forced. Soon Octavia's tit torture was over and she was laughing and cackling enjoying a brutally intense tummy squeezing.
Fhimra squirmed her neck around frantically as Mistress Blade relentlessly stroked her neck all over with a mischievous sadistic grin, and Fhimra had a lot of fun being playfully tickled like this.
More Dommes put their hands on Fhimra, getting under her closed arms and under her bulging tits to tickle her in places that ought to be safe right now. Fhimra pealed with laughter and had a great time squirming in her bondage enjoying all of this wonderful dominant attention.
The dominatrix leather clad Wendy sauntered over to the laughing Fhimra, climbing up onto the table and crawling provocatively up to right in front of Fhimra, Wendy spread her legs impressively to do the splits sitting on the table in front of Fhimra. Wendy then reached out with her teasing fingers and tickled Fhimra's poor ribs so skilfully that her laughter was almost a scream!
Fhimra bucked and thrashed in her bondage as Wendy got her SO BAD, her poor stroked ribs screaming at Fhimra's nervous system for mercy. Fhimra was completely trapped and couldn't make it stop, she could only laugh, her naked stripy skinned body jiggling energetically as she laughed and squirmed.
Wendy was grinning with sick sadistic delight as she tickled Fhimra so mercilessly cruelly, Wendy knew how much this tickled Fhimra and Wendy was getting off on this knowledge. Fhimra was all wet and slimy over this entire erotic predicament she was in, she felt the most extreme lust for Wendy right now and she just wanted the sadistic woman to tickle her half insane and then fuck her to oblivion!
Fhimra was howling with laughter as Wendy's cruel fingers just relentlessly tormented Fhimra's hyper ticklish skin, Wendy couldn't be shaken off and she just didn't stop!
Poor laughing Fhimra was so stupidly turned on by the impossibly sexy Wendy being so perfectly mean like this, Fhimra's pussy was getting really gross from just how WET it was right now, with fluid coating the skin between her thighs and the seat under her bottom just embarrassingly soaked in a literal puddle of juices!
Fhimra was so horny that she wanted to cry, her lust burning with carnal desire for Wendy, her eyes drawn to the bulging low cleavage from which spilled Wendy's wonderfully large breasts.
"You are so horny.", Wendy purred so provocatively that more fluid seeped out, looking Fhimra right in the eyes looking sexy as fuck.
"Yes Ma'am!", Fhimra squealed with ticklish laughter, feeling so perfectly dominated.
"I think that you can fountain harder than that.", Wendy purred and leaned right forward to put her perfect lesbian tongue in Fhimra's laughing mouth!
Fhimra passionately returned the open mouthed kiss with unstoppable lust, getting even more wet as the pair tongue wrestled erotically.
Wendy unstrapped Fhimra with blurring speed and then carried her over her shoulder like meat with supernatural strength, carrying Fhimra into Wendy's giant bedroom and dominantly throwing Fhimra down on the giant bed!
Fhimra was leaving a snail trail of pussy juice over the sheets as Wendy aggressively pounced on her and wrestled her into a vulnerable position to tickle Fhimra's armpits to hysterical laughter in a way that excited Fhimra terribly. Fhimra was so horny that it slightly scared her, her mind blazing with raw lust as Wendy turned her on so expertly.
Fhimra spread her legs desperately, grimacing with lust and just begging to be fucked. Wendy aggressively put her face between Fhimra's legs and Fhimra threw back her head and gasped as the most wonderful things were done to her flooded slimy mess!
Wendy's highly experienced tongue had daemonic strength and speed, darting around impossibly fast to lick different bits harder than they had ever been licked before!
Fhimra clenched her eyes shut and moaned desperately as Wendy's tongue found erogenous places Fhimra hadn't even known she had, Wendy's face slick with fluid as she dominantly attacked Fhimra's pussy like some absolute sex goddess. Fhimra writhed desperately in the sheets as this perfect lesbian sex continued, the 300 year old's tongue being so experienced at licking pussy that oral this stupidly good was almost a crime against nature!
Fhimra made incoherent noises as the pleasure got so high that it was like being on drugs, her clitoris being plied so expertly that Fhimra never wanted this pleasure to end. Her mind was overflowing with lust and sexual desire, she was desperate to keep getting tongue fucked!
"You don't have permission to orgasm, you have to hold it back you horny girl.", Wendy said cruelly!
Fhimra gasped at this cruelty but she was too submissive to do anything but agree, holding back her orgasm painfully as she was pleasured in such perfect ways!
Fhimra just got even hornier from how MEAN this was, causing an ever increasing feedback loop of lust as it became harder and more painful to hold back her climax with each passing moment!
Fhimra looked at the impossibly sexy huge breasted black leather clad dominatrix with fierce lust, her beautiful face buried in Fhimra's crotch so provocatively that Fhimra got even wetter. It was just the most sexy sight imaginable and Fhimra was so horny that it physically hurt her!
Wendy was too focused to think in words in an inner monologue right now, but Fhimra could still read her mind and sense her emotions and desires.
Fhimra was surprised to sense religious worship in Wendy's mind alongside raging lust, Wendy was horny but even more strongly she desired to worship her god with an OFFERING of Fhimra's own lust!
Fhimra was a psyker now so her emotional effects on the warp were far stronger than most humans. Wendy was deliberately getting Fhimra as horny as possible to FEED SLAANESH!
Fhimra's horniness was fuelling Slaanesh right now!
Fhimra gasped with betrayal. Wendy wasn't giving Fhimra this perfect pleasure either out of personal sexual desire nor to be nice to Fhimra, she was just using Fhimra as a psychic power plant to feed her own god at Fhimra's expense!
"You are trying to feed Slaanesh with my psychic lust Ma'am!, You are not giving me this perfect pleasure to be nice, this isn't even sex, this is WORSHIP!", Fhimra exclaimed in hurt betrayal.
"I own you and I can use you as I see fit.", Wendy replied unapologetically from between Fhimra's legs.
"I thought you liked me.", Fhimra whimpered, feeling deeply hurt by this.
"I do like you, you are my fun little tickle slave plaything. I enjoy making you fountain and squirt everywhere.", Wendy replied naughtily with her words, but her thoughts were angry and defensive, and above all blazing with… Guilt?
"You feel guilty Ma'am?", Fhimra said in genuine surprise.
Wendy pulled her fluid sheened face off Fhimra's crotch and grew defensive.
"You really feel guilty about the way you treat me Ma'am?", Fhimra gently pressed, feeling strangely touched by this revelation.
Wendy sighed, her thoughts complex and chaotic as many things were thought and remembered at the same time. Her mind cleared and Fhimra felt Wendy's self loathing and inner pain, just SO much inner pain.
"I do feel guilty sometimes, with you. You damned adorable little thing that you are, you have an especial skill at tugging on my heartstrings and making me feel bad. You are too clever by half and you see things that I would rather you didn't see. You are such a troublesome plaything for your owner, always tugging on my heartstrings when I just want to play with you.", Wendy said candidly with a sigh.
"I don't want to be troubling Owner Wendy, I desire genuine sexual intimacy with you, I am your sub and I want to please you.", Fhimra offered in reconciliation.
"That is part of why I feel so guilty. You are admirably kinky and you genuinely want to play, you are a fellow explorer in the realm of kinky pleasure and I feel a deep fondness for you. But I MUST be hard on you and do things that hurt you, I am a Slaanesh Champion and my god demands his tithe. I must push you to feed Slaanesh, he will be offended if I don't. Please understand that it's not personal.", Wendy explained with a sigh.
"What hurts me the most is the limbo with Octavia. The way that I can only marry the woman I love if your own love life is fully satisfied. THAT is not because of your god, that is just you and it's so selfish that I can't even comprehend it!", Fhimra said with much more anger than she ever intended.
"I love Octavia.", Wendy said defensively.
"She's still your tickle slave if I marry her, you will still have both of us in your dungeon for life to fuck and tickle as much as you like, you won't lose us.", Fhimra reminded Wendy logically.
"I will lose the intimacy I desperately need. Sure I can do whatever I like to Octavia's body, but her heart will belong to you. That's why I will not let you marry Octavia unless Lash is secure to meet my emotional needs long term.", Wendy explained guiltily.
"You can still have intimacy, you can have intimacy with ME if you want, you can have emotional romantic intimacy with both me and Octavia even if the two of us get married. We can kiss away your tears and love you and give you everything you want.", Fhimra soothed tenderly.
"I need more than just the kisses of slaves, I need a spouse to take to social events, I need someone who can share my life genuinely. Badly tickled slave girls who are already married are not what I am looking for, you are chained in servitude to me and you are punished for any disobedience or insolence. The power dynamic makes it impossible for you to love me freely and openly. How do I know if the love is even genuine or you just fear a beating?", Wendy explained her dilemma.
"Ahmed Muhammad makes it work.", Fhimra reminded Wendy.
"You would just leave me if you could!", Wendy accused with such sudden rage that it shocked Fhimra!
"That's not true at all Ma'am. You are being paranoid, I don't want to leave this heaven of lesbian delights!, Why would I want to leave this palace of perpetual wetness to go live somewhere else?", Fhimra reassured with an incredulous chuckle.
"You are only staying for Octavia not for me.", Wendy accused.
"You were my GIRLFRIEND Ma'am!, YOU were the one who dumped ME remember!, I WANTED to be yours alone if you remember!, I even got punished for a week for wanting to break up you and Octavia so that I could get YOU all for myself Ma'am!, There is only a gap between us because YOU pushed me away!", Fhimra exclaimed emotionally, deeply hurt by this entire subject.
"I don't trust you.", Wendy said defensively.
"I am your bound tickle slave, I live in bondage in your dungeon getting tickled silly all the time. I can't leave the dungeon without your permission, I can't even choose what I eat, I can't sneak off to be part of some conspiracy against you Ma'am. How much more do you have to tickle me completely to submission before you accept that I am your completely dominated submissive bitch Ma'am?!", Fhimra exclaimed passionately.
"You are truly loyal to me?", Wendy asked uncertainly.
"I am a part of this family, OUR family, this household is family to me. I am loyal to my family. It is really going to hurt me if you force me and Octavia apart and force me to leave, and not just because of Octavia.", Fhimra reassured.
"You evaded my question. I want you to be loyal to ME specifically!", Wendy angrily demanded, grabbing Fhimra's breast in a huge handful possessively.
"I want to be but you make it so difficult to be your friend. You keep hurting me and putting up emotional walls to keep me out. I want to be in LOVE with you Ma'am but you just keep pushing me away emotionally!", Fhimra defended herself emotionally.
"You are not my girlfriend you are my grovelling slave!, You are my PLAYTHING not my equal!, I want your grovelling loyalty to me your Mistress and Owner!", Wendy crossly demanded.
"You can be completely dominant over me and still love me Ma'am, that is what BDSM relationships are all about!, I am your complete grovelling consensual tickle slave but I am still one of your most intimate sexual partners and I am perfectly entitled to expect emotional intimacy from my Dominatrix. I NEED to be loved, you KNOW that I need to be loved. I NEED romantic love in my life!", Fhimra emotionally defended herself, blinking angry tears.
"I can't love without a LOT of trust, I need your unconditional loyalty first before this relationship can go anywhere deeper.", Wendy demanded sternly.
"I am loyal to you Ma'am, I may not always agree with your actions and opinions but I am always loyal to you. I will defend you with my life if it comes to that, I will never betray you to your enemies or steal from you. I am never going to try to hurt you or your family. I want to be your tickle slave for life Owner Wendy, I want you to marry Mistress Lash and tickle the living shit out of me for the rest of my life.", Fhimra promised sincerely.
Wendy looked unconvinced.
"If you have so little trust for me then why are you even letting me learn to harness my new psychic powers Ma'am?", Fhimra asked pointedly.
"Because you are completely dominated and enslaved to my will by your lust and your fear of punishment. It is very easy to keep you subdued and submissive by relentless cruelty and sexual pleasure, but I need to be an absolutely ruthless bitch to you to keep you beaten down and subdued. If I start to LOVE you then I will soften towards you and it will give you the opportunity to betray me. You are asking me to risk my life and the safety of my loved ones by loving you!", Wendy accused darkly.
"You have serious trust issues Ma'am.", Fhimra noted.
"I know that I terrorise you but it's just safer that way. I need you to be afraid and horny as shit at all times to keep you subdued and submissive to me. You need to be daily reminded of your place as my tickle slave lest you get dangerous ideas.", Wendy said darkly.
"You are really hurting my feelings Owner Wendy. You do all of these wonderful perfect things to me but it's done out of MALICE!?, I get SO much pleasure from how mean you are to me and I stupidly thought that you were enjoying it too. More fool me I guess.", Fhimra said feeling deeply hurt.
"I DO enjoy being sadistic to you Fhimra.", Wendy sighed.
"I'm trying very hard not to read your mind because I don't want to get my feelings hurt even more. Please just lie to me and tell me that you are in any way fond of me at all.", Fhimra said in angry tears.
"You are a lot of fun Fhimra, I wouldn't keep you around if you weren't fun. I DO like you, I AM fond of you. You are an adorable tickle slave and a great submissive, I genuinely do enjoy making you squirm.", Wendy coaxed, crawling up to Fhimra and cuddling her dominantly.
"I know full well how much I give to this relationship with you, and it IS a relationship as far as I am concerned. I KNOW that I am a quality submissive, and damn right I am fun!, You have sexually touched me in every place on my body, you have penetrated me endlessly, tickled me to tears, you have freely played with my breasts in every possible way, you have put stuff up my ass. You have INTIMATELY explored my body and my sexual nature in ways that even Octavia has not!, And all you can say is that I'm FUN?!", Fhimra crossly challenged Wendy.
"You are a SLAVE not my wife or something!", Wendy snapped.
"I'm not ASKING to be your wife, I just want the person who has fucked me for months in every way imaginable to feel SOMETHING for me beyond just physical lust!, Be a mean ass Domme, please do, but at least CARE about me as you dominate and fuck me!, All of the other Dommes have at the very least a friendship and fondness with me by now, but you are still such an ice queen towards me!", Fhimra expressed her feelings emotionally.
"This isn't personal. You are literally a servant of TigerLily, of course I don't completely trust you. I didn't live to 300 years old by trusting Tzeentch worshippers…"
SLAP!
Fhimra slapped Wendy hard across the face with terrible anger and angry tears in her eyes, just so deeply hurt and insulted by these vile words against her religious faith.
Fhimra was shaking and gasping with rage, spluttering half formed words at Wendy, rendered speechless with rage by her vileness.
"You… You… How DARE you…", Fhimra spluttered in blind rage.
"You STRUCK me!", Wendy hissed warningly.
"You… You rotten… You terrible…", Fhimra sobbed in angry tears.
Wendy looked like she was going to beat Fhimra for her insolence, but then she sighed and gave Fhimra a great big cuddle instead and didn't let go. Fhimra just sobbed in Wendy's arms, feeling so deeply hurt and upset.
"I… I'm sorry for my… Poorly chosen words Fhimra.", Wendy said quietly when Fhimra had sobbed herself out a bit.
"Thank you for apologising.", Fhimra replied coldly.
"Do you want to talk about this?", Wendy asked quietly.
"You really hurt my feelings, you really, DEEPLY, hurt me with what you said, ALL of what you said not just the insults to my religion. You are my extremely sexually intimate partner and you don't even have the smallest tenderness for me. I am nothing but a vagina for you to fuck, I may as well be a vibrator on your shelf that you throw away and replace as soon as it breaks.", Fhimra said quietly, blinking tears and feeling betrayed.
"I won't insult you by lying and saying that isn't true. You are my toy, but I still feel guilty for upsetting you and hurting you.", Wendy replied quietly.
"I just thought that our relationship meant more than that.", Fhimra said miserably.
"Our relationship is… Complicated. As you say, I have major trust issues. But we can improve our relationship with time.", Wendy offered.
Fhimra nodded hesitantly, still extremely moody.
"I could take you out… On a date?", Wendy very hesitantly offered.
Fhimra blushed slightly and nodded softly.
"Get dressed up in something nice, I will take you out for lunch.", Wendy said sweetly.
"I already had lunch.", Fhimra reminded Wendy.
"I know how little I feed you Fhimra, you DEFINITELY have room for more food in your half starving stomach.", Wendy chuckled.
"Now that you mention it, yes I am very very hungry. This tickle slave strict salad diet is brutal on my poor body, I'm hungry all the time but I'm too afraid to complain lest I get beaten like Octavia does.", Fhimra admitted glumly.
"Get dressed up nice and I will let you eat as much as you like of whatever you want, and we can talk and try to improve our relationship.", Wendy coaxed.
Fhimra smiled and nodded, finding this surprisingly sweet.
***…
Fhimra was wearing a gorgeous black dress with deep low cleavage and black high heels, and Wendy had to admit that she looked damn fine hanging off Wendy's arm like damn sexy arm candy. The stripy skinned little slender teenager looked absolutely stunning with her bulging silicon J cup breasts and her flowing long blonde hair, with her face made up just perfectly for the date.
Wendy herself was wearing her usual black leather dominatrix outfit with a string of black leather flossing her pussy folds, deciding that she looked drop dead sexy enough already without putting on a dress.
The ship was full of people running about to man the various weapons systems as all hell broke loose in this star system, but Wendy and Fhimra ignored them.
All of these defenders were only a precaution, so far The Reporter and TigerLily together had kept the Nightmare Asylum safe without a single shot hitting the ship, using their magic to make the ship completely invisible so that hostile ships couldn't even find them (yet).
The rest of the fleet was carefully clustered around the Nightmare Asylum to take advantage of the cloaking magic, rendering all friendly ships in range completely invisible to enemies just like the Nightmare Asylum. At present the entire fleet was just silently waiting out the war until Khorne calmed the fuck down and lost interest in trying to kill TigerLily.
The surface of the planet was a perpetual war zone that was currently being invaded by who knows how many of Khorne's daemonic legions, the daemons angrily searching for TigerLily and waging war against multiple nations in the process. The Sevenson treaty nations were being heavily attacked by endless legions of blood daemons and they were desperately calling on the Sevensons for military aid.
The Sevenson fleet was answering the call for aid with hit and run nuclear missile strikes on the daemonic armies from the safety of high orbit, the fleet constantly moving and changing direction to avoid the enemy triangulating these missile strikes back to their location in space. There had been some near misses with return fire from laser lance beams from hostile local space ships, but The Reporter was extremely cunning in plotting paths that would avoid harm.
Wendy had a current lull in her work as all the usual business of the fleet day to day was paused as the fleet stayed on alert, with Wendy herself able to work from home on her laptop cogitator to do the few things she even needed to do right now. This was the calm before the storm.
The pair of them were alone for this romantic lunch date, Wendy deliberately taking the effort to reassure Fhimra that Wendy was fond of her after their unfortunate little fight earlier. Wendy was willing to concede that maybe she had been a little bit too harsh with Fhimra and that the girl had earned a bit of tenderness after her months of faithful service.
The pair were almost at the romantic French themed restaurant when the ship announcement speakers sounded with the tinny music of yet ANOTHER song from the pair of Daemonic Tzeentch lunatics. Between TigerLily and The Reporter the general levels of public silliness were at an all time high.
This time it was The Reporter who was singing in his ridiculous ancient accent:
"Dearly beloved!
For your entertainment
It's my pleasure to introduce to you hell's latest arrival
The equal-opportunity killer, Alastor!"
'Hello, it's nice to meet you
Oh, can you tell me where I am?
I don't know how I got here
But I, I think I'm starting to understand
I don't belong among the angels
And baby, that's just fine with me
The things I did up there were high school
But now I'm going for my degree"
"Hey
Sorry, but you just got in my way
I promise honey, I can feel your pain
And maybe I enjoy it just a little bit
Does that make me INSANE?
Haven't been the same since I expired
Doesn't mean that I plan to retire
And now I have the power to bathe all of you in ENTERTAINING FIRE!"
Suddenly the entire ship boomed after the words "entertaining fire", the weapons systems of the Nightmare Asylum firing in unison at some military target with a shockingly loud crescendo of fire!
Fhimra and Wendy both covered their ears against this racket of heavy fire!
The twit was still singing when the noises dropped enough to even hear anything, and Wendy curiously pulled out her vox from her cleavage and called to ask what they were firing at.
"Orbital bombardment on the daemon armies of Khorne on the ground, we just obliterated millions of the ugly brutes to help our treaty nation allies.", Wendy was informed over the vox.
Wendy shrugged and put her vox away, explaining the situation to Fhimra.
Fhimra burst out laughing for some reason.
"He is singing 'Insane', a Hazbin fucking Hotel fan song as they kill millions of Khorne daemons with orbital strikes?!", Fhimra giggled with uncontrollable laughter.
"I have no idea what you are referring to Fhimra.", Wendy chuckled.
"It's so fucking niche that I don't know how to even begin to explain it.", Fhimra laughed.
The ship guns all fired again suddenly and Fhimra and Wendy both covered their ears again.
The pair entered the romantic restaurant as the heavy gunfire again subsided, the song of The Reporter still chirping away from the ship announcement speakers in a way that only a batshit Tzeentch daemon would.
The pair were just sitting down looking at the menus when the ship guns echoed yet again with date ruining volume!
"TigerLily is doing this on purpose just to mess with our date, the rest of the time there was quiet but the MOMENT we go on a date all of this crazy shit happens!", Wendy exclaimed crossly with healthy paranoia.
Fhimra laughed as though this was all terribly funny.
Wendy shook her head in annoyance and continued reading the menu.
"I can get anything I want?", Fhimra asked hopefully.
"I…"
BOOM!
The fucking guns of the ship were drowning out all the sound yet again!
Wendy's annoyance showed on her face in the deafening racket and Fhimra laughed at her facial expression, the laughter drowned out by the noise.
Fhimra wanted to laugh did she?
Wendy got up and pounced on her cheeky tickle slave, squeezing her tummy and digging into her side boob to make her laugh hysterically with ticklish laughter as the sound of the guns abated once more. Wendy easily tickled Fhimra to squealing laughter with her daemonic strength.
Fhimra was very submissive and giggly when Wendy stopped, and Wendy smiled dominantly and kissed the giggling submissive woman, Fhimra submissively returning the kiss nervously.
Wendy pulled Fhimra's chair out from the table slightly and straddled her lap facing the nervous Fhimra, Wendy put her arms gently around the back of Fhimra's neck and leaned in to invade Fhimra's personal space to make her feel even more dominated by Wendy.
Fhimra bit her lips and looked sexually excited as well as very nervous of being tickled, and Wendy kissed Fhimra passionately for a while, putting her tongue in Fhimra's mouth assertively.
Fhimra moaned and returned the kiss passionately with her eyes closed…
BOOM!
The fucking guns again!
Wendy bristled with annoyance and Fhimra couldn't help silently giggling into Wendy's open mouth, earning herself another brief tickle from Wendy that made her squirm and squeal.
Wendy simply resumed kissing her adorable human property through the noise, making out heavily. Wendy was getting damp now as she kissed the sexy little stripy skinned J cup girl, and Fhimra was obviously nursing a puddle of her own based on her body language and facial expressions.
"This is supposed to be a date Ma'am.", Fhimra whispered into Wendy's lips during a brief moment when the guns weren't firing and Wendy's tongue wasn't in her mouth.
Wendy nodded naughtily and kept kissing Fhimra.
Fhimra returned every kiss with hungry erotic desire but she still seemed determined to continue the date without all the kissing.
"Can't we just talk?", Fhimra asked halfheartedly, obviously not fully wanting the heavy kissing with the beautiful Wendy to end.
"We can talk.", Wendy said into Fhimra's lips without pulling her mouth away from Fhimra's mouth.
Fhimra hungrily kissed Wendy again with obvious fierce lust, obviously sexually intoxicated by Wendy.
"You are so arousing that it's intimidating. How can I talk when I can't stop kissing you Ma'am?", Fhimra groaned in sexual dismay, kissing Wendy again.
"I don't have to kiss your mouth.", Wendy purred and slid down under the table, pulling Fhimra's chair right forward and assertively putting her head up Fhimra's dress skirt.
Wendy quickly found Fhimra's panties with a dark wet damp patch on the front under Fhimra's pussy, and Wendy yanked Fhimra's panties down to her ankles, Fhimra making nervous aroused little noises.
Fhimra spread her own legs without being asked and Wendy began to kiss Fhimra's slippery damp vulva folds.
Fhimra gasped and groaned, and Wendy felt Fhimra's hands softly patting Wendy's head through the dress fabric.
"So feel free to talk.", Wendy encouraged as she very gently nibbled on Fhimra's squishy wet flower petals.
"Oh ma'am you are such a tease!, How could I possibly focus on my thoughts when you are doing this to me?", Fhimra groaned in sexual dismay.
"You want me to stop?", Wendy purred provocatively in a tone designed to sexually excite fellow lesbians.
Fhimra groaned in dismay.
"Can I take your orders yet?", a female waitress voice asked loudly.
Fhimra's lower body flinched with obvious embarrassment and she frantically asked for more time.
"I would like to order a glass of the house red wine.", Wendy loudly said from Fhimra's crotch just to sadistically embarrass Fhimra.
"Madam?, You are down where?, Oh!, Oh dear…", The waitress voice fumbled.
"Make it two glasses of the house red wine.", Wendy amended from under Fhimra's dress just to torment Fhimra even more.
"I, eh, yes Madam…", The waitress replied awkwardly and loudly hurried away in obvious embarrassment.
"You are absolutely EVIL ma'am!", Fhimra said in a tone of mortified embarrassment.
"I am well aware.", Wendy replied mischievously and passionately licked Fhimra between her slimy folds.
"I'm so embarrassed!", Fhimra hissed in between her soft sexual groans.
"I notice that you still haven't asked me to stop.", Wendy teased, licking Fhimra so expertly that Fhimra made dismayed groaning noises.
"I just literally can't, it's just too good ma'am.", Fhimra said in dismay.
"In that case I will stop immediately.", Wendy said sadistically.
"Don't you dare stop Owner Wendy!", Fhimra hissed in frantic desperation.
Wendy chuckled and kept messily eating Fhimra out.
This was great fun making Fhimra cum in public like this, Wendy could only imagine how hard Fhimra must be blushing right now. The little masochist was absolutely gushing wet from this cruel public humiliation and Wendy had great fun licking and sucking so expertly that Fhimra was forced to loudly gasp and moan.
The guns were silent now, so that Fhimra couldn't even hide her sex noises in the racket of sound anymore. Wendy just ruthlessly made the shy Tzeentch girl moan in public.
Fhimra loudly cried out in orgasm and squirted in Wendy's mouth, but Wendy cruelly continued her on into a sadistic number of multiples, the wine arriving about halfway through.
Wendy emerged from Fhimra's dress with a huge grin, finding Fhimra all sweaty and blushing hard with embarrassment. Wendy messily kissed Fhimra in a way that rubbed as much vagina smell as possible all over Fhimra's face until her face reeked of pussy, Fhimra completely overwhelmed and blushing scarlet on her whiter face stripes.
Wendy happily returned to her own seat as Fhimra hid her blushing face behind a menu, and Wendy happily went to the ladies room to tidy up her makeup as Fhimra was left to sit alone in her shame.
Wendy's makeup was a mess from giving Fhimra oral and Wendy took lipstick and other makeup out of her impressive cleavage and took a sadistically long time fixing her makeup, leaving Fhimra to sit and stew with embarrassment in a way that made Wendy wet with sadistic thrills.
Wendy returned to find Fhimra looking simultaneously mortified and turned on at the same time, the way she usually looked when subjected to Wendy's sadism. Wendy grinned with sadistic delight and winked at Fhimra provocatively.
"As much as I enjoy your pitiless sadism Ma'am, this is supposed to be a date where we can talk about our relationship. Please play nice.", Fhimra begged with blushing cheeks.
"I…", Wendy began.
BOOM!
"You've gotta be shitting me!", Wendy exclaimed in annoyance.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Wendy pulled her chair up beside Fhimra to make it easier to talk, but it was still too loud to talk!
The pair of women sipped their wine as they waited for the gunfire to abate, and Wendy got so bored that she started squeezing Fhimra's leg just above the knee to tickle her half to death just to pass the time.
Fhimra was as ticklish as ever and she was powerless to free her leg from Wendy's supernaturally strong grip, struggling futilely and cackling hard with laughter in the deafening noise.
The guns abated but Wendy didn't stop immediately, enjoying the melody of Fhimra's frantic cackling laughter for a time as the submissive lesbian suffered for Wendy's pleasure.
Wendy finally stopped squeezing Fhimra's very ticklish knee, and the giggling Fhimra kissed Wendy's cheek romantically and rested the side of her head on Wendy's shoulder like a pillow very affectionately.
Wendy kissed the top of Fhimra's hair and looked at the menu, Fhimra silently reading the menu over Wendy's shoulder.
"I want the caviar and the 400 gram real beef steak, and more wine.", Fhimra said cutely.
"Picking the most expensive things on the menu?", Wendy snorted with amusement.
"Well I…", Fhimra began romantically.
BOOM!
Fhimra and Wendy both flinched with annoyance at this untimely interruption, this date being RUINED by this repeated racket!
Fhimra slid down Wendy's front to rest her back across Wendy's lap affectionately, gazing up at Wendy submissively with a naughty bite of her bottom lip. Wendy gazed down affectionately at her plaything and put two fingers in Fhimra's mouth erotically, using the free hand to paw at Fhimra's massive breasts with great big squeezes.
Fhimra sucked Wendy's fingers like the trained slut that she was, and Wendy spread her fingers wide inside Fhimra's mouth and leaned down to spit in the gap between her fingers, spitting directly into Fhimra's mouth.
Fhimra looked delighted by this erotic infusion of saliva and she mouthed on Wendy's fingers like a horny little bitch. Fhimra might like to complain but she was such a submissive pussy slut that she was easy putty in the hands of any dominatrix.
Fhimra got up as soon as it was silent again, and she pulled up her panties and excused herself to go to the ladies room. Wendy smacked her ass as she left and returned to sipping her wine.
Wendy had intended for this to be a serious lunch date to improve her somewhat turbulent relationship with Fhimra, but Fhimra was just so fun to play with that Wendy couldn't help herself. Erotically tormenting and dismaying Fhimra was simply the best fun and Wendy couldn't help herself from playing with her submissive tickle toy.
Fhimra returned from the ladies room and she sat down on her chair next to Wendy, looking at Wendy seriously.
"I really want to talk to you seriously about our relationship, please don't turn me on or play with me, I want to talk.", Fhimra said seriously.
Wendy naturally poked Fhimra in the side making her flinch and giggle.
"I want us to work on our trust and our friendship Wendy.", Fhimra insisted with a ticklish giggle.
Wendy simply poked Fhimra again playfully, making her giggle.
"You are my tickling friend.", Wendy purred, poking her in the tummy.
"I want real friendship and trust Wendy, I want there to be more between us than my tickle slavery. If I ever got freed would we even still hang out at all as friends?, Would I still be able to just come and visit you as a friend?", Fhimra asked seriously.
"You would be my ex lover if that happened, exes don't usually hang out together after a breakup.", Wendy replied calmly.
"Oh?, We are lovers then Wendy?", Fhimra asked seriously.
"I literally penetrate you every day of the week. You eat my pussy all the time. You are very definitely my sexual partner Fhimra.", Wendy chuckled.
"Am I your girlfriend then?", Fhimra asked hopefully.
"No, you are my tickle slave.", Wendy purred naughtily.
"I want to be your tickle slave, but I also want to be loved and trusted by you.", Fhimra said hopefully.
"It will take time.", Wendy said seriously.
"I have been with you for months now Wendy, how much more time is it going to take you to love me and trust me?", Fhimra asked quietly.
"I honestly don't know, I've never done this before. I think that it CAN happen with enough time, we are going on this date right now to try to improve our relationship.", Wendy told Fhimra honestly.
The conversation was then interrupted by the waitress taking their orders, with Fhimra blushing redly as she ordered her food. Fhimra ordered the most expensive food on the menu and even ordered an entire bottle of wine, with Wendy cocking an eyebrow at this gluttony.
"This is a date and you are the lesbian top who is taking a lesbian bottom out on a romantic date. You know that I am going to put out if you spoil me.", Fhimra purred playfully and kissed Wendy's lips in response to her incredulous expression.
"Damn right you are the bottom and I'm the top.", Wendy said predatorily and poked Fhimra in the tummy to make her giggle adorably.
"I am starving all the time. I just want to be a pig for once and fill my stomach with rich food. I'm sure that you will tickle the fat off me later.", Fhimra replied adorably.
"I definitely will you naughty girl.", Wendy replied huskily, giving her belly a ticklish squeeze.
Wendy soon had Fhimra squealing with laughter in her strong grip, and Wendy had a huge grin on her face as she tickled the sexy girl.
"I want to talk to you!", Fhimra squealed ticklishly in Wendy's grip.
"But it's so fun to play with you.", Wendy chuckled playfully.
"I'm enjoying it but we never talk!", Fhimra giggled in Wendy's unbreakable squeezing grip.
Wendy lifted one of Fhimra's arms and blew a loud raspberry in her smooth bare armpit, making Fhimra howl with laughter.
Wendy sadistically kept tickling Fhimra with a mischievous smile, generating so much laughter that it disturbed the entire restaurant.
"Can you Slaaneshi women please stop your shameful inappropriate public behaviour in this restaurant!, You are ruining our wedding anniversary date!", A disease blemished fat man in a faded dark suit shouted at them from another table with a big fat disease bloated woman in a floral dress.
Other customers jumped on the bandwagon now that one person had been brave enough to say something, and Wendy looked around at the various people in irritation as Fhimra blushed and hid her face in her hands.
Wendy snarled and stood up, dropping her geometric warping ability to show these fools the true size and power of the monstrous creature they were picking trouble with.
Wendy flexed her huge daemonic muscles on her ape like true form and roared savagely in aggression through her huge daemonic tusk fangs, towering over everyone in the restaurant and radiating raw physical power.
The restaurant patrons drew back in terror from Wendy's true form but the diseased man in the suit calmly stood his ground.
"My request is not unreasonable. This is a nice restaurant not your own home. If you ladies want to carry on like this then do it in your own home please.", The fat diseased man said calmly without fear.
"You have balls Nurgle worshipper, I'll give you that.", Wendy snarled in her distorted daemon voice.
"My wife and I are just trying to enjoy a nice meal together for our wedding anniversary. I don't want to fight you, we just want to enjoy our meal in peace.", The man calmly and politely insisted.
Wendy paused in indecision but Fhimra got up and tugged on Wendy's huge hand, begging her to return to the table.
Wendy relented and reactivated her geometric warping, returning her body to its usual disguise and letting Fhimra pull her back to her seat by the hand.
The food then arrived, breaking the awkward silence.
Fhimra looked half starving as she ravenously ate her highly expensive caviar first course with desperate hunger, shovelling the food into her extremely skinny body with surprising desperation.
Fhimra moaned in relief as she ate the entire first course, looking like a woman who had never eaten a meal before in her life.
"Is it really that good?", Wendy asked with a chuckle.
"It's a bit of a strange taste but it's very rich and fatty. You feed me so sooo little Ma'am and I'm hungry all the time on this cruel diet. I just can't describe how good it feels to eat rich fatty foods to my fill.", Fhimra said honestly with moans of contentment from the food.
"Try living 300 years on a strict diet and then you can cry to me about it.", Wendy laughed at this young sub thinking that THIS was bad.
"Yes Ma'am.", Fhimra replied submissively.
Wendy ate her own food much more slowly and Fhimra sat contentedly in her chair now that she had been fed.
"How are your psychic powers going?", Wendy asked Fhimra curiously.
"I am learning a lot of insights from TigerLily mentoring me telepathically, but I still need to study and practice a lot more.", Fhimra said calmly.
Wendy tensed at the mention of TigerLily but said nothing about it.
"What exactly do you expect of me to learn Ma'am?, What are you hoping to see me do?", Fhimra asked seriously.
"I want you to focus on telepathic pleasure magics so that you can stimulate the pleasure centres of my brain as we fuck.", Wendy said greedily.
"I already could guess that you wanted sex enhancing spell craft, but outside of that do you want me to do anything specific as a psyker?", Fhimra chuckled fondly.
"Just be a Jack of all trades and master of none, learn a little bit of everything to be as versatile as possible. You are just going to live in your X frame half the time anyway, you are my tickle slave first and foremost.", Wendy said fondly.
"I will then.", Fhimra fondly agreed.
The pair talked softly for a time, more than half of the talk simply flirting talking about the food and the restaurant. Then Fhimra's real beef steak arrived.
Fhimra squealed with excitement and bared her multiple rows of teeth like a shark in a way that looked disturbing. Fhimra then ripped into the steak with just her teeth, chomping chunks off it like a shark and chewing them up greedily!
Fhimra honestly looked like a shark the way that she ate the entire steak without even cutting it, just impaling the steak on her fork and lifting it up to bite chunks off it in a frenzy of hunger!
The whole steak was gone in less than two minutes, and the mutant shark girl got stuck into all of the sides that came with her steak, chewing up everything with her nightmarish multiple rows of mutant teeth.
"I can't believe that I let you eat my pussy with those chompers you fucking shark!", Wendy exclaimed with a chuckle.
"You always knew I was a mutant Ma'am, I'm a good girl who doesn't bite.", Fhimra replied charmingly.
"I bite.", Wendy purred and leaned forward to nibble Fhimra's neck making her giggle ticklishly.
"How about we finish eating and go somewhere more private to continue our date?", Wendy whispered erotically, licking Fhimra's neck provocatively.
"You are making me wet.", Fhimra complained adorably in a soft voice with a little groan.
"I can tickle that little puddle just the way you love.", Wendy purred provocatively with a hungry smile.
Fhimra trembled with arousal and nodded shyly.
***…
Fhimra groaned as she tugged on the long ropes binding her limbs to the bed posts, laying naked on her back with her limbs stretched out spread eagle with ropes to her wrists and ankles, with Wendy crawling between Fhimra's legs and leaning down to kiss Fhimra on the vagina.
Fhimra grimaced and gasped as Wendy messily made out with her highly erogenous puddle, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she was eaten out so perfectly.
The date had been less decisive than Fhimra had hoped, the pair of them had yet to really talk through all their issues, but Fhimra really had no complaints right now. Wendy was an arousing as fuck sex goddess and Fhimra had a puddle that was desperate for a kiss, Fhimra simply didn't have enough self control to resist Wendy's sexual advances.
Fhimra's mind had a lot of thoughts to think about, but her pussy currently contained Wendy's energetic tongue and Fhimra couldn't think right now.
"Such a wet little Tzeentch pussy, look at how much your stripes are glistening… Such a horny little tickle slave…", Wendy purred provocatively into Fhimra's vulva.
Fhimra couldn't POSSIBLY be dry right now and she felt her vagina grow even wetter as Wendy's tongue entered her again.
Fhimra made a variety of sexual noises as her puddle was messily eaten and licked, her pleasure extreme.
Fhimra looked down at her own huge jiggling stripy J cup breasts, barely able to see the completely naked Wendy beyond these monstrous mammaries. Fhimra was just stupidly turned on right now and between her legs was a frightful wet mess that was all over Wendy's face.
Fhimra came messily with a lot of vaginal fluid, squirting on the sheets as well as on Wendy's face. It felt sooooo good to cum like this and Fhimra was left basking in a pleasure glow in the aftermath, her pussy wonderfully satisfied.
Wendy's beautiful fluid soaked grinning face rose up from Fhimra's crotch and a ticklish jolt suddenly shot through both of Fhimra's inner thighs as Wendy mercilessly tickled her, making Fhimra cackle and thrash with overwhelmed ticklishness!
Wendy was grinning sadistically as she just relentlessly tickled the hysterically laughing bound Fhimra, the tickle slave completely helpless to stop her life's torment.
"You haha are making me wet again!", Fhimra squealed through her badly tickled laughter, her pussy moistening from how much this was turning her on.
"You love being tickled.", Wendy teased, stroking the inner thighs just to either side of Fhimra's pussy.
"I'm haha a tickling haha fetishist haha of COURSE I haha like it hahaha!", Fhimra adorably cackled and squealed.
Wendy bent down her head to blow a huge loud ticklish raspberry noise against Fhimra's tummy making her howl with laughter!
Fhimra was an incredibly ticklish woman and she laughed very vocally as Wendy just kept tickling her, it tickled TERRIBLY but Fhimra got an incredible amount of pleasure from it and her vagina was filling fast with fluid as she was sexually excited by the tickling. Fhimra was a tickle fetishist similar to Octavia and she loved it even if she enjoyed complaining about it a lot.
Fhimra was buzzing with pleasure as she was forced to laugh for long merciless minutes by the intoxicating lesbian puddle fodder woman that was Wendy, Fhimra now so wet that it was running down between her legs to wet her ass.
Wendy began to finger Fhimra's puddle even as her other hand tickled Fhimra's ribs in a spot that drove her mad with laughter. Fhimra was laughing herself silly from the rib stroking but she enjoyed the finger penetration, pressing her pussy into the fingers even as her mouth split with squealing laughter.
Fhimra felt Wendy use more fingers, then felt a great stretching sensation and had Wendy's entire hand inside her!
"It finally fits.", Wendy laughed triumphantly and Fhimra gasped as she felt Wendy form a fist inside her!
Fhimra cried out in both pain and pleasure as she was dominantly fisted without mercy in her flooded puddle cave, then squealed and laughed as Wendy's free hand squeezed her tummy in the most ticklish way a tummy could be squeezed!
Fhimra was ticklish as shit and she couldn't stop laughing even as the fist invaded her insides with rhythmic thrusting!
"You are so mean!", Fhimra squealed with frantic laughter, cackling her head off.
"I own your ticklish sexy body and I can be as mean as I like.", Wendy teased back in a sadistic provocative purr that only turned Fhimra on even more.
"I'm cumming you meany.", Fhimra retorted adorably and she moaned deeply in a blissfully hard climax of orgasm.
Wendy just kept tickling and fisting Fhimra, generating energetic laughter followed by multiple additional orgasms.
"Don't you haha have haha work to haha do?", Fhimra laughed ticklishly with adorable grumpiness.
"I'm working from home today and I'm slacking off.", Wendy chuckled, fisting Fhimra's naked submissive lesbian body even more.
Fhimra laughed hysterically from Wendy's tickling fingers on her lower ribs and couldn't think of a response, loving the feel of Wendy's fist stretching her pussy with painfully intense pleasure.
Fhimra gasped and groaned in an incredible orgasm and Wendy finally stopped tickling her but left her hand resting inside her, the hand no longer a fist and simply wearing Fhimra like a glove.
"I feel so well fucked right now.", Fhimra sighed contentedly.
"You really think I'm finished yet?", Wendy chuckled mischievously.
"I know that I am about to be tickled for the rest of the day until I sleep tonight, (sigh), I'm used to it after months of being a tickle slave. But right now at this moment I feel just so wonderfully well fucked.", Fhimra sighed contentedly.
Wendy chuckled and pulled her dripping wet hand out of Fhimra, crawling up the bed to snuggle against Fhimra's sweaty naked bound body, giving Fhimra a pussy flavoured kiss.
Fhimra passionately returned the kiss with her eyes closed romantically, feeling very fond of Wendy right now.
Wendy and Fhimra just kept kissing each other deeply with hungry desperation, and Wendy climbed on top of Fhimra's naked body and kissed Fhimra down into the bed so wonderfully.
Wendy's fingers then found Fhimra's soft bare defenceless armpits and softly began to stroke them!
Fhimra flinched and giggled ticklishly into Wendy's kissing mouth, but Wendy didn't stop and Fhimra was soon laughing nonstop as Wendy put her tongue in Fhimra's laughing mouth.
Fhimra was always freely tickled as a tickle slave and she could do nothing but laugh and submit, this was her "job". It was a very ticklish life she lived but she was addicted to it like a drug and she was getting off on it even as she laughed with Wendy's tongue in her mouth.
Wendy stopped kissing and tickling Fhimra and got off her without warning, silently untying Fhimra's wrists and ankles.
Fhimra sat up and she crawled over to a large two litre bottle of water laying nearby on the bed, having a badly needed drink to rehydrate herself.
"Go pee and get yourself cleaned up, then come back and fuck my brains out.", Wendy ordered, giving Fhimra's stripy perky bare bottom a dominant slap.
"Yes Mistress Wendy.", Fhimra said submissively and went off to the bathroom to obey, having a much needed pee and then using a wet washcloth to clean all the sweat and other fluids from her naked body.
Fhimra sighed in comfort as the cool wet cloth cooled and cleaned her sweaty skin, having a lovely wash until her entire skin felt fresh and clean.
Fhimra returned to the bed to find the naked Wendy crawling on the bed on her hands and knees, currently opening up a laptop cogitator on the bed to get some work done. Resting on the bed beside Wendy was a strap on dildo harness and a huge red dildo of intimidating size!
Fhimra nervously crawled over to Wendy on the bed submissively.
"Put it on and fuck me as I get some work done.", Wendy said simply in her intoxicatingly erotic normal voice, pointing at the dildo.
Fhimra obeyed submissively and figured out the straps to put the strap on on herself, the huge dildo now protruding from Fhimra's crotch as though she had a penis.
Wendy got herself comfortable on all fours, using one hand to type on the laptop to do her job, Wendy's flawless bare rear offered invitingly to Fhimra.
Fhimra came up behind the naked Wendy and very carefully slid the dildo inside Wendy's vagina from behind in doggy style, going all the way in the full length as Wendy moaned sensually in pleasure.
Fhimra put her hands on Wendy's sides just beyond her hips and got herself into a comfortable position. Fhimra then began to move her hips rhythmically to fuck Wendy with the strap on.
"Oh Fhimra… Yes… Yes that's good… Oh Slaanesh you found my G spot already!", Wendy groaned with intoxicating eroticism in a way that made Fhimra wet.
"I'm going to fuck you silly you mean dyke.", Fhimra teased vindictively and expertly prodded Wendy's G spot again.
"Oh Fhimra you are too good at this!", Wendy moaned in sexual dismay.
"I know my way around a strap on, I was the terror of every gay young pussy in my tribe as a teenager.", Fhimra laughed with mock villainous glee, redoubling her expert attacks on Wendy's G spot.
"You little slut. You must have been a popular girl.", Wendy chuckled as she moaned.
"I was popular, but I'm a kinky tickle sub, strap ons just don't do it for me, I am a tickle bondage girl. I enjoyed getting my pussy eaten but I got bored. Tzeentch lez Dommes are a rare breed, every Domme I ever found was drowning in other pussy.", Fhimra reminisced with a chuckle.
"Oh my Slaanesh Fhimra, you are doing this so well!", Wendy moaned as Fhimra fucked her.
"I'm much happier being a tickle slave now, having all these sexy dominatrices tickling the shit out of me all the time and making me cum. I'm in submissive dyke heaven right here.", Fhimra said happily as she rubbed the head of the dildo over Wendy's G spot.
Wendy moaned and focused on typing on her laptop, nodding for Fhimra to continue talking.
"Well anyway, I know exactly how to use this thing and I'm gonna fuck you ma'am.", Fhimra said playfully, penetrating Wendy expertly.
"Damn right you are going to fuck me slave, just as I ordered you to fuck me. Don't think that just because I'm on this end of the strap on I'm not the boss of you. You are still my submissive little bitch even when you penetrate me.", Wendy said with deliciously dominant sassiness.
"This dildo isn't double ended so don't go making me wet saying Domme stuff like that. It's mean to get me wet when I don't get to cum.", Fhimra replied cutely.
"You greedy little bitch, I just gave you HEAPS of orgasms without cumming myself!", Wendy exclaimed incredulously.
"That was extremely nice of you Owner Wendy.", Fhimra replied adorably, bending forward to grab Wendy's huge dangling M-N cup breasts from behind as she doggied Wendy.
Wendy moaned as Fhimra played with her boobs in huge handfuls, the dildo relentlessly probing Wendy's G spot with careful hip movements.
Wendy was typing on her laptop this entire time, the Slaanesh Champion so pleasure jaded that she could multitask her work even when being fucked. Fhimra squeezed the pleasing handfuls overflowing out of her hands, greatly enjoying Wendy's big tits as much as the next lesbian.
Wendy moaned and groaned in ecstasy as she was fucked and fondled, and Fhimra hummed happily to herself as she fucked this insanely sexy woman.
Wendy was second only to Octavia in beauty and raw sex appeal, her face just ridiculously attractive and her body pure lesbian vaginal dampness dam busting dynamite. Fhimra got a puddle in her panties every time she so much as looked at Wendy. Coming up behind the naked crawling Wendy and fucking her with a strap on was so far beyond merely puddle forming that Fhimra currently had pussy fluid running down her inner thighs!
Fhimra very happily fucked this exquisitely erotic big breasted brunette specimen, Wendy's entire slender jiggly body swaying with every careful thrust of Fhimra's hips. Wendy moaned brazenly in the sexiest way possible but she kept working on her laptop seamlessly.
"We still haven't really talked much about… A lot of things. This date has been so wonderful, but we didn't talk as much as I wanted to.", Fhimra said fondly as she fucked Wendy.
"We are women Fhimra, we never get to the point quickly. That's why we talk so much more than men because it takes us longer to say anything at all.", Wendy chuckled dryly with a little erotic moan.
"But we will get to the point eventually, right?", Fhimra asked hopefully.
"Give it time.", Wendy encouraged sweetly.
"I like spending time with you like this today, you are so unapproachable usually. It's nice to have some intimacy with you and get to know you better.", Fhimra said fondly, squeezing Wendy's breasts affectionately as she slid the dildo softly in and out rhythmically.
"You are a great sub with a lot of love to give to your dominatrices, you are a very good girl and a dear little thing. I am very happy that I am your tickler.", Wendy said fondly in a way that made Fhimra dampen even more.
"You are a fantastic tickler Mistress Wendy, literally nobody can tickle me harder than you can. I love it.", Fhimra purred erotically.
"It's only just begun. You have no idea how ticklish the rest of your life will be.", Wendy purred provocatively.
Fhimra moaned with desire and just redoubled her efforts to fuck the delicious Wendy.
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