Octavia the Slaaneshi Tickle Slave (lemon with a plot)

by MA7

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

81. Chapter 81

Chapter 81H

Daemon Princess of Tzeentch TigerLily Sevenson was completely silent as she walked beside the disguised human form of the mighty exalted greater daemon of Tzeentch known as The Reporter, both of them walking in a dark corridor in the bridge decks.

TigerLily was wearing her white daemonic Tzeentch robes like she usually did, but was also holding a huge placard on a pole that read "Don't speak to this man", complete with a drawn arrow pointing down at The Reporter beside her. (The placard had been written by someone else to make sure that it wasn't TigerLily's own "quote" for personal safety reasons.)

The Reporter was completely unfazed by TigerLily's sign and warmly greeted yet another passing Nurgle cultist waddling down the corridor in the opposite direction.

"Hello good sir hello!, Can I get a quote for the newspaper my good man?", The Reporter enthusiastically gushed in his chirpy transatlantic accent.

"Um what?", The foolish morbidly obese Nurgle worshipping man replied to The Reporter in confusion.

The Reporter grinned sociopathically and his eyes glowed with fell power in light of impossible colours that didn't exist in the mortal universe. Lines of words in every language in existence shot out of every surface around the doomed mortal, the lines of words made of pure Tzeentch energy and all spelling the words "Um what?" in endless repetition in every language in existence.

The lines of words impaled right through the doomed man like spears from every direction, ripping him completely apart to a froth of atomised flesh and fluid, killing him instantly. The words glowed as they sucked in and consumed the dead man's soul, etching the words "Um what?" forever on the hidden fabric of the warp beside the man's written name "Festus Fatbottom", forming a quote that doubled as an obituary.

The lines of words vanished leaving behind the liquified flesh on the floor and widespread panic from members of the public who had witnessed this event.

TigerLily was amused but remained completely silent, and the pair continued walking as mortals fled for their lives out of the way.

TigerLily was deliberately keeping away from anyone important, leading The Reporter to places where he would do the least amount of damage. Wherever she went he went, following her around as a charming personal body guard (who would kill her at any moment if she communicated with him).

Tzeentch spoke to TigerLily yet again, telling her of promising servants who Tzeentch wanted The Reporter to test just like he had with Fhimra, and TigerLily headed for the decks that currently acted as slave quarters for the countless millions of (basically) naked female slaves from Stōørølø who worshipped Tzeentch, seeking out more promising potential chosen ones to gift with psychic powers if they proved themselves worthy.

The pair entered a huge cargo elevator big enough for TigerLily and descended down deep into the scummiest lower decks, exiting out into a squalid slave pit full of barred slave cells and stripy skinned naked women brutally chained to the walls by the necks with barely enough length of chain to let them lay down on dilapidated slave cots. Some women had their wrists and ankles bound spread eagle with chains if they were so much as suspected of being trouble, and none of these women had any sort of freedom of movement to leave their assigned sleeping areas, at best these chained women had enough length of chain to reach a toilet of some sort, (often just a bucket).

Armed guards with lasguns and cruel whips patrolled everywhere, watching the women and occasionally flogging them at any provocation, and the entire place had the air of a slave concentration camp and torture dungeon.

TigerLily got down on her hands and knees just to navigate this claustrophobic slave dungeon, squeezing past barred cage walls and locked cells as she moved through the public walkways where the free people like guards could freely move about.

Stripy female faces gazed at TigerLily with religious awe and feverish hope, all of them putting their hands together in worship and starting to chant in worship to Tzeentch. The air glowed faintly blue as the combined worship grew and grew, and guards who worshipped Slaanesh came running to investigate, abasing themselves instantly in fear and respect the moment they noticed TigerLily.

The Reporter was eager to collect quotes from everyone he saw, but TigerLily sent out a telepathic warning to all her tribal pets to tell them that The Reporter was here. The pets were well trained to know and fear The Reporter and other infamous Tzeentch daemons and they fearfully ignored him, falling silent and just silently worshipping Tzeentch with their wordless thoughts.

Guards fled from TigerLily's path as she crawled through the slave pit, most of the slaves had been asleep but now all were awake and alerted to TigerLily's presence by her telepathic warnings directly in their minds. TigerLily had free rein to move as she pleased.

TigerLily had countless thousands of Tzeentch girls that Tzeentch currently wanted The Reporter to test, and she used the most efficient route that would visit all of the potential favoured ones as quickly as possible.

Almost immediately TigerLily reached a completely naked woman who stood chained spread eagle to a metal wall by her wrists and ankles, the woman's stripy skin cut all over with whip cuts and her belly swollen with pregnancy. She was much like any other Stōørølø woman, with stripy skin and crazy hair and minor mutations of the teeth and toes, her ethnicity mixed race in the extreme.

The chained woman took one look at the way that TigerLily and The Reporter were looking at her alone with scrutiny and the woman's eyes widened in horror, looking at the grinning face of The Reporter with naked terror.

"Safga Burningwrath, can you please tell our viewers what you think of your conditions as a slave?", The Reporter asked cheerfully.

The bound woman Safga Burningwrath did not make a sound and froze absolutely still in a panic, her thoughts in turmoil as she had a complete panic attack.

Safga looked frantically at the chains binding her, tugging at the chains in a panic in a primal instinct to get free. The chains didn't budge, she couldn't escape this situation by running away.

TigerLily could hear the woman's frantic panicked thoughts as she tried to think coherently through her panic.

Safga was a woman, so instead of the usual "freeze fight and flight" fear response she had the "freeze tend and befriend" fear response. Currently she was in the tail end of the freeze response to her adrenaline rush and her hormones naturally wanted her to next either "tend" her children or "befriend" allies to help her. Safga was pregnant but had no born children yet, so the "tend" response was not applicable. Like clockwork her hormones urged her to call for help from others to protect her.

Safga gave in to her instincts like an animal.

"Queen TigerLily!, Please protect me from The Reporter!", Safga pleaded in animal panic.

TigerLily just silently looked at Safga, this was a test of worth and could not be solved with the simplest animal reactions.

Safga panicked at the obvious knowledge that TigerLily wouldn't help her and Safga looked around in a panic for anyone else who could protect her in some way. The only people around were equally panicked chained up slaves, and guards who were running away from the terrifying sight of TigerLily and/or The Reporter. The other slaves were desperate to be completely ignored by The Reporter and would lift not a finger to help and draw attention to themselves in the process.

Safga had two options, pass the test or fail it, she couldn't get out of it. Her panicked thoughts were starting to understand this much to her horror.

"Come now your silence is positively deafening my dear. From your pregnant belly I take it that you were raped by guards. You enjoyed being raped too, didn't you, just like you liked being molested by your father as a child you dirty little whore.", The Reporter baited in his transatlantic accent with words carefully chosen to elicit a reaction as quickly as possible.

Safga's stripy mixed race face twisted with emotional pain and she barely silenced her gasp at his words.

"Remember how it felt as a child when daddy's big hard diddle slid inside your dirty little hole. You loved it didn't you you little slattern, you loved feeling your dad inside you, just as you loved it when the guards raped you pregnant like the dirty slut you are Safga.", The Reporter continued to expertly bait her worst triggers.

Safga was silently crying her eyes out now, her face twisted in pain and outrage. She was moments away from breaking her silence and killing her self in the process.

"It felt good didn't it, when daddy's big hard dick rubbed on your little clitoris. You liked it you dirty little slut, you liked daddy's dick in your little special place…"

The fates were starting to converge now, the safe paths remaining for Safga were rapidly being culled, her death becoming more certain the longer she listened to his triggering words.

"FUCK YOU!", Safga suddenly snapped and screamed at The Reporter instantly, her eyes horrified with absolute horror the moment she screamed the words…

The Reporter grinned as lines of words saying "FUCK YOU" in every language stabbed through Safga's bound body and ripped it apart, her soul consumed to print her words forever on the fabric of the warp.

The lines of words disappeared to reveal atomised meat froth and an unharmed unborn baby wrapped in a birth sack and attached to a placenta. The infant was too young to be viable without intensive care, its lungs not properly developed yet.

The Reporter squatted down and picked up the infant, tearing open the birth sack and ripping away the placenta. Blue witchcraft from the exalted greater daemon's hands absorbed into the infant's skin, and the baby's lungs drew in breath, aided in breathing by the daemon.

The baby started to cry and The Reporter cocked his head.

"Is 'waaaa' a quote?", The Reporter mused in indecision.

A terrible moment of pause passed, then The Reporter shook his head and did not harm the baby, merely holding it in his arms.

"What fates lay in store for you little one?, Shall I raise you as my own per chance?", The Reporter said to the baby with wicked amusement.

TigerLily snatched the baby from his arms and handed it to a randomly chosen slave woman who wasn't pregnant, TigerLily silently shooting a bolt of blue energy at the slave woman that forced her bare breasts to start lactating.

The new unwitting mother gazed down in horror at her lactating breasts and the critically premature baby crying in her arms, and The Reporter cast a long term spell on the baby to develop its lungs so that it could survive.

The pair left behind the dismayed mother and baby and moved towards the next mortal they were to test. Many would fail like Safga had, but enough would be cunning enough to pass. This was just separating the wheat from the chaff, the worthy mortals would be blessed with psychic powers and the favour of Tzeentch, some of those tested today would one day become Chaos Champions of Tzeentch or even Daemon Princes of Tzeentch.

The next girl was little better than Safga and was ripped apart and had her soul eaten, but the third girl was something different.

Girl number three was chained naked to a wall spread eagle just like Safga had been, pregnant just like Safga had been, also covered in whip cuts and unable to escape.

"Queen TigerLily my name is Thrazi Flamescream and I need to speak to you about a private woman's only matter of some embarrassment. You see, I very much want The Reporter to fall in love with me and fuck me right now against this wall in his human form, but I'm very shy and will not direct a single word to him. Every word I say is directed solely at you TigerLily and I ask you to help me get fucked by The Reporter in his human form.", The woman opened brazenly with fierce intelligence.

TigerLily was deeply amused but said nothing, and The Reporter laughed charmingly and shook his head in refusal.

"Please Queen TigerLily release me from my chains so that I can act on my love and make love to The Reporter!", Thrazi Flamescream begged with fake theatrics, completely lying in her true desires.

TigerLily was so amused that she released the chains with silent bolts of blue energy. Thrazi then silently tackled The Reporter to the floor and yanked down his trousers to reveal a flaccid human penis and hairy testicles.

"Now you look here young lady!, Enough of this rough and tumble!, I am asexual and aromantic and I have no intimate interest in ANYONE let alone you!", The Reporter protested indignantly.

Thrazi ignored his protests and sucked his limp penis enthusiastically trying unsuccessfully to get this daemonic aro ace erect and aroused. The Reporter tried to crawl away to protect his virtue and Thrazi wet two fingers with her mouth and rammed the two fingers up his bare ass as he tried to crawl away!

TigerLily exploded into wordless gasping laughter at The Reporter getting anally fingered!

"Get your fingers out of my person this instant you uncouth woman!"

TigerLily was fucking dying of laughter here!

"Queen TigerLily please fashion me a strap on dildo so that I can peg my love.", Thrazi begged TigerLily theatrically!

Howling with laughter TigerLily materialised a strap on for Thrazi out of warp energy and Thrazi put it on and pounced on the crawling pants-less Reporter, anally pegging him with silent playful mischief!

The Reporter turned and slapped at Thrazi with so much strength that it would have killed her had TigerLily not intervened and put her arm in the path of the slap!

TigerLily's huge arm tore clean off at the elbow from the force of the mighty strength of the huge disguised exalted greater daemon, spraying blue daemonic blood everywhere to cover everything in line of sight!

TigerLily stopped laughing at this and looked in irritation at her elbow stump.

"Queen TigerLily my love just attempted domestic violence against me during sex!, What oh what would the papers say if they learned about this!, We must protect him!, You go and take him away and I will go the other way and pretend this never happened!", Thrazi exclaimed with passionate over the top hammy acting, entirely insincere.

Thrazi then simply ran away and left the area, leaving the violated looking Reporter behind.

TigerLily's amputated arm regrew in the nourishing worship energy of so many devout Tzeentch worshippers in her presence, and The Reporter pulled up his trousers looking at a temporary loss for words.

"Remarkable, just remarkable. Out of all the ways she had of choosing to deal with me she chose the path of anally raping an exalted greater daemon of Tzeentch…", The Reporter murmured in seeming awe.

"It goes without saying she passed the test, I'm just… She actually passed the test by RAPING me?!"

TigerLily exploded with fresh laughter, barely able to even breathe!

An extremely loud time and thousands of gruesome deaths later The Reporter finished testing all of those marked out for possible greatness, leaving a considerable body count of failed examinees. Those minority who had survived being tested by The Reporter were now in terrible agony developing new psychic powers as Chosen of Tzeentch.

Thrazi Flamescream was still wandering around the slave pits wearing her strap on, clutching her head in agony as she developed new psychic powers for passing her test, and The Reporter was pointedly avoiding Thrazi (and her dildo) like the plague, The Reporter muttering darkly every time Thrazi got too close.

TigerLily was deeply amused by all of this and she repeatedly crawled towards Thrazi just to annoy The Reporter.

TigerLily silently imagined The Reporter getting married to Thrazi very vividly and The Reporter turned to look at TigerLily with annoyance, reading her mind.

"He had to pop that cherry sooner or later.", Tzeentch chuckled amusedly in the minds of both his daemons, (Tzeentch being one of few beings powerful enough to speak directly to The Reporter without any harmful consequences).

TigerLily giggled uncontrollably at the realisation that Thrazi pegging him had been The Reporter's first time losing his virginity!

"Yes yes, all very amusing.", The Reporter said in annoyance.

"Wedding bells perhaps?", Tzeentch tittered mockingly.

"Funeral bells are more likely if that disgusting woman violates me again.", The Reporter quipped back serpent quick, making both Tzeentch and TigerLily laugh with amusement.

TigerLily sadly couldn't add her own words to this conversation, merely listening and laughing, and the comedy sadly faded away in her silence.

TigerLily had no reason to remain here where her tribal servants were endangered by the presence of The Reporter so she crawled back to the cargo lift, followed by The Reporter.

The lift climbed up with a soft mechanical hum, and TigerLily deliberately visited a mostly deserted cargo deck with high enough ceilings for her to walk upright without stooping, walking down a dark transport tunnel populated by the occasional cargo truck carrying cargo shipping containers in the opposite direction.

TigerLily entered through a large open warehouse-scale garage door to one side of the tunnel, entering a huge cargo room filled with neat rows of painted metal shipping containers and a huge overhead container lifting device on massive ceiling tracks for moving around the containers. The room was dark and currently had no people inside, the shipping containers filled mostly with currently unneeded dehydrated food rations from Stōørølø and the 109 Moons of Vem Omicron.

TigerLily went right to the most distant corner of the room, hidden from view behind shipping containers, and then she simply sat down on the floor and silently waited to keep The Reporter out of harm's way.

TigerLily would rather be doing something more interesting right now, (such as having sex with her husband), but it was just too dangerous to go near loved ones with The Reporter following her everywhere.

***…

Fhimra Pyrestrength was panting heavily in the aftermath of finishing "watering" her cactus pot with the help of all the Dommes and Octavia, her daily cactus watering was fast becoming a fun community activity that brought everyone together, everyone else delighting in making Fhimra erotically suffer like this.

Fhimra looked down past her huge sweaty breasts at the small pot of now damp dirt on the floor between her legs, gulping at the knowledge that it would eventually grow into an agonising cactus that would be put up her pussy!

Everything about this was cruel and mean, but Fhimra could only get wet and horny every time she thought about her sadistic treatment.

Fhimra picked up the pot and put it in a little electric light box beside Octavia's pot, the inside of the box dazzlingly bright for the brief moment it was open before Fhimra closed it again. The two cactus seeds would soon grow out of the surface of the dirt and the light of the light box was essential for them to grow.

Fhimra crawled down on the floor looking up at the dominant women standing all around her, gulping with fearful sexual desire. Fhimra was completely naked and desperately horny after being forced to become wet enough to literally water a pot plant, she was aching for an orgasm and gazed up hopefully at the sexy women in trembling submission, her pussy dripping slightly on the floor.

Around Fhimra stood pussy watering Dominatrices. The black leather clad Mistress Wendy, the exotic kimono clad dominatrix geisha Mistress Lash, all six of the gorgeous young apprentice dominatrices of Mistress Lash, the huge breasted completely naked Octavia holding a huge synthetic feather suggestively, and finally the youthful faced silver haired intoxicatingly sexy Ship-Mistress Victoria herself dressed in a highly dominant and elegant ship captain's uniform, all of these women stood around Fhimra looking down at her with sadistic sexual interest!

Fhimra just about wanted to swoon in ecstasy from the attention of all of these dominant erotic goddesses, Fhimra was in her own personal lesbian submissive heaven right now and she was just aching for all of these women to pounce on her and do sadistic lesbian things to her vulnerable trembling naked body!

"Thank you sweet Tzeentch.", Fhimra hissed in intense worshipful gratitude, in awe of her good fortune in living her absolute best life.

The women all fell upon Fhimra with riding crops and whips and feathers and tickling fingers, and Fhimra screamed in sweet pleasure and suffering, loving this so much!

Ship-Mistress Victoria put on a condom and Fhimra sighed in completion as the ultra feminine woman with a dick penetrated Fhimra right in the pussy as the other women tickled and tormented Fhimra exquisitely!

"Cum for me you little slut!", Ship-Mistress Victoria sternly commanded.

"Yes Ship-Mistress Victoria!", Fhimra gasped submissively and moaned her lungs empty as she came so hard that it was a crime against nature!

Fhimra was ordered to keep having multiples and she was stunned into a pleasure high as she just came over and over with kicks of pleasure so high that she was completely defeated by the raw pleasure!

Fhimra just basked in her orgasm heaven as her dominated naked body came literally tens of times in a row, she was moaning and babbling and drooling in mindless ecstasy as her pussy was pleasured so perfectly.

The condom inside Fhimra bulged with sperm and Victoria finally pulled out leaving the gasping Fhimra lying on the floor in complete sexual defeat, just so wonderfully well fucked.

Fhimra was grabbed by the ankles by two of the apprentices and dragged across the smooth metal dungeon floor like a submissive piece of meat, dragged to the base of a padded bondage table. Fhimra was then roughly lifted onto the table and had her sweaty naked body bound down stretched spread eagle with padded black leather straps.

Fhimra barely had time to take her bearings before the tickling started, with all six of Mistress Lash's apprentices tickling different bits of Fhimra all at the same time!

Fhimra howled and squealed with hard unbroken laughter as literally all of her worst spots were tickled at the same time, and she was even more ticklish than usual now after just having so many orgasms!

Octavia's frenzied laughter also filled the room from another bondage device with the remaining Dommes, and Fhimra could do exactly nothing else but laugh and suffer.

It tickled like an absolute mother fucker but Fhimra was so tickle-masochistic that she enjoyed it even though she couldn't fucking stand it!, This sucked SO MUCH but Fhimra still enjoyed every unendurable second of it.

Fhimra was strapped down and she had no safe word to make it stop, any begging for mercy would be mocked and ignored. Fhimra had exactly zero ways of making her tickling stop and she was going absolutely nowhere in her bondage. From her feet to her armpits and everything ticklish in between Fhimra was mercilessly stroked and poked and squeezed. Fuck!, Mistress Agony was using a fucking HAIRBRUSH to stroke the bottom of Fhimra's right foot now!

Fhimra was so stupidly ticklish and having an absolute fit of laughter, but her pussy was completely slimy with arousal from this diabolical cruelty!

It went on and on for an eternity of hardest laughter, then it stopped and a water bottle was put to Fhimra's lips for a hydration break. Fhimra had barely drunk her fill of water before the tickling started again and Fhimra was once again destroyed with laughter and loving it.

Fhimra was badly tickled but not truly distressed at all in this lesbian dungeon of drop dead gorgeous dominatrices tickling her. This was Fhimra's sexual kink and her only complaint right now was that she didn't have one arm free to masturbate right now. This was horrible but in the sexiest possible way that a situation could be horrible, the good sort of horrible.

Fhimra was laughing her head off and coyly begging for mercy the way she enjoyed, and she greatly enjoyed the fact that her begging was being completely ignored. She was laughing so hard and she loved it.

"HAHAHA NOT THE HAIRBRUSH!", Fhimra howled with hardest laughter yet again, Mistress Agony once again using the hairbrush on her right foot!

Mistress Thorn the kimono clad apprentice geisha laughed from her place on Fhimra's left foot and got a hairbrush of her own!

"PLEASE!", Fhimra howled with desperate laughter as both her feet got scrubbed with hairbrushes at the same time, absolutely wrecking her extremely ticklish feet!

"NOT THE TOES!", Fhimra screamed and she laughed even harder, screaming her head off cause it tickled so bad!

Fhimra was still completely fine despite her protests, masochistically enjoying herself even as she pleaded desperately for a mercy which wasn't shown. Fhimra's vagina was nursing a puddle right now and she wanted to be fucked by the Dommes.

Mistress Blade came to the rescue putting a highly curved vibrator inside Fhimra's wet opening, angling the tip skilfully to tickle Fhimra right on the G spot with intense vibrations.

The hysterically laughing badly tickled Fhimra enjoyed the vibrator inside her and it was just stupidly good sex!

Mistress Blade was so sexy in her shiny black dominatrix latex outfit, holding the vibrator dominantly and smiling at Fhimra with loving sadism. The other sexy apprentices were dominantly sneering down at Fhimra as they tickled her mercilessly, and it was so hot to the submissive Fhimra that she was half mad with lust.

Fhimra climaxed hard once, twice, again and again more times than she could count, stupidly turned on and loving this so much that it was slightly scary. This was Fhimra's idea of heaven and she never wanted to leave this wonderful lesbian tickle slave lifestyle.

Literally hours passed on the bondage table, Fhimra endlessly tickled interspersed with water breaks or sexual pleasure or different types of torture such as pain. Fhimra was utterly submissive and had the will to resist completely tickled out of her, she was completely dominated and too well tickled to even think about resisting her Dominatrix betters.

Fhimra was eventually untied for her lunch break, but she just lay unbound on the bondage table too utterly satisfied to even move right now, looking at the six apprentices with sexual awe and wonder at their ability to make her feel so much pleasure.

Fhimra slid down off the table to the floor and enthusiastically kissed the shoes of the six apprentices in submissive worship, deeply grateful to them for giving Fhimra so much pleasure for literally hours. Fhimra was bodily satisfied in a way that was almost spiritual, she just felt amazing all over after hours of the most extremes of pleasure.

The apprentices all looked equally as satisfied as Fhimra felt. They were empathic sadists who shared in the pleasure of their subs, Fhimra's pleasure had been their own and they all looked blissfully satisfied from going on this empathic journey of pleasure with Fhimra.

The apprentices smiled down at Fhimra in satisfied camaraderie and Fhimra smiled up at them from the floor in equal camaraderie, feeling a deep spiritual bond with these wonderful dominant ladies. The bond was clearly mutual, the Dommes smiling back at Fhimra like the most intimate companion, and Fhimra felt so wonderfully safe and connected as she crawled in submission at their feet.

Fhimra was ordered to stand by the apprentices, and they bound her arms behind her back with beautiful rope work that wrapped between her tits and around her chest, Fhimra completely submissive and gentle as she was securely bound.

Fhimra was passionately kissed on the lips by each apprentice one after the other in light aftercare, and her breasts were held and fondled without tickling her, relaxing Fhimra wonderfully as she stood in bondage enjoying aftercare.

Octavia was bound identically to Fhimra and she ran over enthusiastically with her arms behind her back and ropes between her tits covering her chest in an elaborate pattern. Octavia almost knocked Fhimra over with her breasts bouncing into Fhimra, and the bound Octavia was enthusiastically kissing Fhimra with extreme amounts of tongue before Fhimra could even recover.

Fhimra blissfully returned the heavy kissing with Octavia, enjoying her tongue and the feel of her lips, closing her eyes in deepest contentment. Fhimra felt every ounce of stress seep out of her as the woman she loved most kissed her like this at the end of hours of deeply satisfying pleasure. This moment right here was peak living, it didn't get better than this moment right here.

Fhimra and Octavia were tickled apart with poking fingers to their sides that made them squeal and break the kiss, and the Dommes all together pounced on the pair to tickle them both to hysterics for several minutes!

Fhimra was heavily giggling when it ended and she had a rope tied loosely to her neck like a leash and was made to walk by the beautiful Mistress Agony pulling on Fhimra's neck rope.

Fhimra would usually be taken to the lunchtime dining table right now, but instead she had her sexiest black high heels put on her feet and was led bound and naked out of the palace into the crowded public corridors outside!

Fhimra blushed hard and lowered her face in shame as she was forced to walk naked past gawking strangers in the corridors, having not even been told where they were going!

Fhimra cautiously used her psychic powers to read the minds around her for information, and blushed even harder to learn that they were going to have lunch in a crowded TZEENTCH WORSHIPPING Persian market food court!

Fhimra knew better than to try to beg, knowing that she would just make it even worse for herself, and she just screwed up her face in shame and blushed so severely that her face burned from the heat of her blushing.

Fhimra tried closing her eyes but the apprentices tickled her every time until she opened her eyes again, taunting her and ordering her to look at all the people gawking at her!

Fhimra was perfectly humiliated and she had no way of stopping her predicament. As fun as it was to have no safe word in the dungeon, outside of the dungeon having no safe word could be really hard on Fhimra. Fhimra had a few agreed hard limits about stuff that made her squick, limits like no men, no eating shit or puke, and no knife play and other stuff that freaked her out. But harmless public humiliation wasn't one of Fhimra's hard limits.

Despite how extreme Fhimra's tickle slavery seemed to be to outsiders, it actually had at least some small elements of consent with Fhimra enjoying the protection of a (very limited) written submission contract with Wendy. Fhimra had no say in what happened to her within her agreed limits, and as long as Fhimra's limits were not breached she could be freely dominated and forced to do anything.

Fhimra couldn't exactly *enforce* her limits to stop them being broken, but Mistress Lash generally acted as Fhimra's advocate to make sure that her limits were being respected.

Fhimra was so sexually submissive that she was generally happy enough with the virtual total power exchange of her tickle slavery, but there were times like now when Fhimra was pushed seriously out of her usual comfort zone with no way of protecting herself.

Fhimra was greatly distressed as she was paraded around naked in bondage for the world to see, but it went without saying that Fhimra would masturbate over this humiliation later when she got home. Fhimra was a strange woman, so masochistic that she loved what she hated.

Fhimra had changed since first meeting these kinky Slaanesh worshipping tickle freaks and becoming a tickle slave in a Slaanesh dedicated dungeon. These Slaanesh bondage freaks had a talent in pushing sexual boundaries to make people do stuff they could never imagine doing, and doing it in such a way that it was actually really fun.

Fhimra alone could have never made it half this deep into the depths of kink with a Tzeentch worshipping Dominatrix girlfriend, this stuff was just too extreme. But Slaanesh Dommes were absolute kinky maniacs who desensitised even Tzeentch worshippers in their presence to plumb the very depths of sexual degradation.

Fhimra had been surrounded by these kinky Slaanesh bondage freaks for months now and she had been normalised to their lifestyle. Fhimra's masochistic bondage antics were now almost indistinguishable from the behaviour of a Slaanesh worshipper, but despite her extreme sexual lifestyle Fhimra had never lost her faith in Tzeentch. If anything Fhimra's faith in Tzeentch had thrived so much that she was now a Chosen of Tzeentch.

The tickling dungeon was surprisingly conducive to Fhimra's hoping and scheming, she had things she wanted like Octavia constantly dangled in front of her but not assured, so that Fhimra could endlessly hope and scheme for ways to get Octavia. The endless relationship intrigues with the Dommes and apprentices provided Fhimra with ample opportunity to politick and scheme to occupy her Tzeentchian mind. Endless love triangles and love interests and relationship problems kept Fhimra hoping and scheming feverishly for hours when she wasn't getting tickled too much to think.

Fhimra was completely thriving in this environment of intrigue and subtle power struggles, every day she got the pleasure of scheming her way through her encounters with the other denizens of her dungeon, even trying to suck up to humble Fetter to avoid being tortured with the cold air conditioner in the X frame gave Fhimra the opportunity to feverishly hope and scheme.

Fhimra had developed relationships of one sort or another with every person in her dungeon including Chaquille the gay man cleaner. She was constantly talking to people and connecting with them, forced by her bondage to rely on her wits and her personal charm to subtly influence everyone around her to be slightly nicer to her. Strength meant nothing when you were bound naked to an X frame at the mercy of diabolical tickle sadists, it took extreme amounts of Tzeentch intelligence and scheming to talk your way to favourable treatment when you were everybody's favourite powerless torture victim!

Even now as she was pulled naked by the neck in public and blushing scarlet, Fhimra's mind was feverishly scheming away searching for every possible angle to get more favourable treatment in her web of schemes and counter schemes. The smallest events today could gain the slight goodwill of one of the Dommes in a way that could help Fhimra tomorrow, Fhimra had to scheme her way through a labyrinth of interpersonal interactions so that she could get the best outcomes.

Fhimra was the absolute bottom of the hierarchy, the one that absolutely every female tickled all the time and dominated all the time. She was bound and enslaved and freely fucked without even asking, and the paranoid Wendy was forever keeping Fhimra beaten down and dominated out of fear of her schemes. It was an environment that took all the hopeful striving of a Tzeentch faithful to successfully scheme for favourable treatment and position, an environment that positively encouraged Fhimra to use her Tzeentch gifts of intelligence to the maximum.

Fhimra was marched all the way to one of the Persian Tzeentch markets, the market absolutely BUSTLING with crowds of fellow Tzeentch worshippers!

The naked Fhimra blushed painfully hard in her figure hugging rope bondage as conservatively dressed Tzeentch worshipping Persian women looked at her and gasped, noticing from her stripes that Fhimra worshipped Tzeentch and pointing at her for others to see!

Stripy faced Stōørølø men in camouflage soldier uniforms were soon standing barring the way of the group holding rifles and lasguns, these Tzeentch tribesmen aghast and outraged to see one of their own women being treated the way Fhimra was.

"I have had just about enough of the way my tribe sisters are being treated by this fleet!, The rape of our naked sisters chained up in the slave pits is bad enough and now you parade one like this for the entire public to see her shame?!", The leader of the armed Stōørølø men said with naked hostility.

"I OWN this woman, your tribes SOLD her to me to do with as I wish!", Wendy crossly protested.

"We outnumber you Slaanesh worshippers more than two to one and it is only by the will of Tzeentch and our Queen TigerLily that we are allies with you. Keep raping our women and you will see our might!", The leader of the armed Stōørølø men warned Wendy with deadly threat…

"I… I consent to this… I am a lesbian, I am kinky. One of these Slaanesh worshipping women is my fiancée and the others are my… My sexual girlfriends that I have consensual sex with. This is all just a kinky game being tied up naked in public. I enjoy it…", Fhimra defused the situation, blushing nearly purple with raw shame and humiliation.

"You are consenting…", The leader began.

"Hang on I know her!, That's Fhimra Pyrestrength!, I grew up with her on Stōørølø!", One of the stripy faced lower ranking Stōørølø soldiers exclaimed in recognition!

Fhimra hung her head blushing so hard that she was amazed her face didn't catch fire, someone had RECOGNISED her!

"You know her?, She is into this stuff?"

"Yeah, she's the biggest dyke alive, kinky girl too. Though I didn't think she was THIS kinky that she would do this in a public market!"

Fhimra was so humiliated that she literally wanted to die right now!

"So Fhimra, are you really okay with what these women are doing to you?, You are not being abused here?", The leader of the armed Stōørølø men asked Fhimra seriously.

"I am okay, they treat me like this all the time… I like it… I'm embarrassed to be recognised… This is my lifestyle… My bondage lifestyle… It's consensual…", Fhimra promised in utter humiliation.

"You converted to worship Slaanesh?"

"No not at all. I'm actually a Chosen of Tzeentch now, I have psychic powers now as a Tzeentch gift. I'm just really kinky in my sex life and I was born a lesbian. When I'm not being kinky I am studying sorcerous tomes.", Fhimra explained defensively.

Fhimra shyly accessed the warp with her powers and a faint blue glow of Tzeentch energy shimmered around her head to prove her words.

"That's actually really cool, I can respect that.", The leader said charmingly, no longer worried for her safety.

"Do you have a boyfriend?", The leader added hopefully.

"Seriously?! You are hitting on me?, I am a lesbian and I'm currently with my fiancée and my girlfriends!", Fhimra exclaimed with cross embarrassment.

"I don't mind, I can be with them too.", the man said way too hopefully.

"You are hitting on a fucking lesbian chain gang here!, It's never going to happen!", Fhimra exclaimed crossly.

"But you are all so gorgeous!, You are the hottest Stōørølø girl alive and you're gay!, It's just not fair!"

"I'm not… My tits are fake!, I'm flat as a table naturally. I just got a boob job, I'm not anything special.", Fhimra faltered, blushing even more at the information that she was apparently so beautiful.

"Be my WIFE for Tzeentch's sake!, You are absolutely epic!"

"I'm terribly flattered but I'm already engaged to this woman here and I'm a lesbian anyway…"

"That smoking hot goddess is your fiancée?! The two of you HAVE SEX with each other?, I want to cry that I have never gotten to see it!"

"Oh for Tzeentch's sake leave us alone!, We are just getting lunch, stop sexually harassing us!", Fhimra snapped, losing her patience.

"At least let me buy you fine ladies lunch and maybe a drink."

"You couldn't afford us, we have expensive tastes.", Wendy cut in jadedly.

"Is that so?", the stripy faced leader man said to Wendy huskily, just maniacally hopeful to get his dick wet.

"You know that you are going to get pegged if you actually pull this off don't you?", Ship-Mistress Victoria said to the man imperiously, slapping her riding crop loudly in her hand seductively.

"I… For you fine ladies I'd be game to try it.", the Stōørølø man charmingly pressed.

The various dominatrices all looked at the man indecisively.

"I want to peg him.", Octavia said enthusiastically.

"I want to peg this cocky boy too.", Said all six of the apprentices.

"I think that can be well arranged ladies, lead the way.", the man said enthusiastically.

"You had BETTER be buying us lunch!", Fhimra exclaimed incredulously.

"Can we join in too?", asked more than half of the men in the crowd…

"You buy us things and we will peg you gladly.", the greedy Mistress Agony laughed in delight.

"How did lunch turn into pegging random guys?", Fhimra asked incredulously but was ignored.

***…

Stōørølø native man Lieutenant Draykesk Flamestrength felt a profound pain in the backside in Fhimra Pyrestrength's kinky girl sex dungeon, with the aforementioned Fhimra Pyrestrength currently mounting his rear wearing a condom covered lesbian strap on.

Draykesk's entire platoon had succeeded in chatting up, going to lunch with and then going home with the group of extremely hot kinky girls, and now bad things were happening…

Half the men were bound naked in kinky bondage, with the other half having fled away with sore bums and whip marks. These kinky girls were absolute freaks!

Draykesk himself was strapped down naked to some kinky furniture that seemed designed for receiving anal sex, and behind him was the radiant Fhimra smiling vindictively.

Draykesk looked back at Fhimra with a combination of fear and awe. She was still naked, with her wonderfully big stripy breasts bare and jiggling, her face was so freaking cute but in a sexy way, he just wanted so badly to flip her over and bone her with his dick until neither of them could walk!

The glorious huge breasted Tzeentch Chosen glared at him crossly, obviously reading his mind telepathically in a way that Tzeentch men found naturally hot, and she redoubled the speed of her agonising thrusts up his ass!

"I'm not doing this because I enjoy this. I just want to make you suffer. You sexually harassed me and ruined my good day, then you were stupid enough to consent to this. I'm going to make you pay for disturbing me!", Fhimra said coldly in her extremely sexy cute Stōørølø accent voice.

"You are so fucking sexy.", Draykesk groaned back at her in appreciation.

"You are not EVER putting it in any part of me!, You are going to be pegged and spanked until you beg to leave, then you will be thrown out and never bother me ever again!", the fucking sexy Fhimra warned in a way that just sounded sexy rather than threatening.

"You are giving me a boner."

"I'm punishing you, stop enjoying it so much!"

"You are the sexiest woman alive, a wild kinky Tzeentch bondage freak. How could I not have a boner right now?"

"I'm a lesbian, I'm not into you. I'm only doing this because you pissed me off so much!, If you are enjoying this then I'll leave!", the sexy Fhimra exclaimed crossly.

"No please don't go. Tell me more about yourself, I want to know more about you.", Draykesk coaxed.

"You are not the first man to hit on me, I can't even go to the *mosque* without guys like you hitting on me!, Everywhere I go Stōørølø men hit on me relentlessly!", Fhimra exclaimed.

"Men are just honouring Tzeentch by being hopeful. I would say that you are helping boost the hope levels in Tzeentch's faithful, hardly a bad thing.", Draykesk replied charmingly.

"It's infuriating and it makes me feel really uncomfortable every time a man hits on me when I'm just minding my own business. Can't you understand that I don't like it?", Fhimra replied.

"I am sorry that I made you uncomfortable, that was never my intention. I am just extremely attracted to you and I acted in hope. Please accept my sincere apologies.", Draykesk said charmingly.

"I will get my revenge on you.", Fhimra said smugly.

"Please do.", Draykesk chuckled, grunting as Fhimra's strap on slid more deeply inside his anus.

"You don't get a safe word, this only ends when *I* decide that you have suffered enough. You are going to be punished.", Fhimra said vindictively in a way that was adorably cute rather than truly scary.

Draykesk flinched at an aggravating tickle in his sides, finding Fhimra's fingers digging into the sides of his abdomen in a way that tickled.

Draykesk chuckled and snorted, tugging at the straps that held his arms raised out straight in front of him on a padded leather table, his body bent over the table with his legs standing on the ground with leg straps so that he couldn't move. The straps were strong and Draykesk couldn't get free to protect his sides, his chuckle becoming a true laugh now as it continued.

"That tickles!", Draykesk laughed, tugging uselessly and laughing.

"Good, I'm punishing you.", the extremely sexy Fhimra replied with vindictive adorable smugness.

"Quit it!", Draykesk laughed in protest.

"Nope. You don't have a safe word and I'm going to tickle you as much as I like. Suck it up.", Fhimra replied smugly.

Draykesk laughed and laughed, tugging at the straps unable to get away, his sides tickling terribly as Fhimra pegged his ass!

"You are lucky you are so hot!", Draykesk laughed tormentedly.

"I like that you are suffering so much. I will teach you a lesson not to bother lesbians.", Fhimra said gleefully, tickling his sides even more aggravatingly.

Draykesk was laughing badly and tugging and squirming in his bondage, extremely aggravated by this tickle. Fhimra's nimble fingertips explored up and down his sides, finding little ribs that completely destroyed him with laughter when stroked, stroking these ribs relentlessly now that she had found them!

"Stop it!", Draykesk howled with laughter, unable to stand any more of this!

"I get tickled like this for over 4 hours a day most days. You haven't even gone five minutes without begging me to stop. Pathetic.", Fhimra mocked without even slowing down.

"How do you stand it!?", Draykesk laughed in torment.

"You think this is bad at my hands?, You are lucky that none of the Slaanesh worshipping women are here doing this to you, they have great skills in breaking victims down with their tickling fingers. I get absolutely WRECKED with laughter in my bondage every single day! You are a weakling.", Fhimra mocked, hurting his pride a bit.

"Why do you consent to that?!", Draykesk cackled in torment from her aggravating touch.

"Because I am kinky and I enjoy it when sexy women tie me up and tickle me for hours. It's a fetish and it makes me wet when they tickle me. And they do SO much more than JUST tickling me, they do things you couldn't possibly imagine, and I ENJOY those things.", Fhimra drawled proudly in a way that was so sexy that Draykesk wanted to fuck her immediately.

"By Tzeentch I freaking LOVE you! You are so freaking perfect and exciting and I want to have babies with you!", Draykesk exclaimed in painful regret that she was a lesbian.

"You can't even take my tickling. My Dominatrices would chew you up and spit you out long before you got anywhere even if I WERE interested, which I'm not.", the sexy naked Fhimra mocked incredulously.

"I can't take it but I'm stiff as a board over you all the same. You are intoxicating.", Draykesk replied sincerely, laughing ticklishly and shifting in discomfort from the strap on up his ass.

"I will completely destroy you until you are my grovelling servant, then I will cast a spell of impotence on you so that you can't even wank over this afterwards.", Fhimra laughed nastily.

Draykesk looked back at the stripy skinned huge breasted naked woman in horror at this terrible threat, hoping that she wasn't serious.

"You can do that with your powers?", Draykesk asked fearfully.

"I easily can, here I will show you…"

"No wait don't!"

Blue energy hit Draykesk from behind and suddenly his erect penis went floppy!

"What did you do!", Draykesk lamented.

"I used my psychic powers to make you impotent.", Fhimra laughed meanly!

Draykesk desperately tried to get erect again but he couldn't, it was a terrible feeling.

"I was willing to die to protect you when I thought you were being raped and humiliated against your will. Why are you being so cruel to me?", Draykesk rebuked.

"(Sigh), Fine, you can have your erection back.", Fhimra said grudgingly, casting more blue energy at him.

Draykesk gasped in relief as his penis became stiff over Fhimra once more, desperately hoping to get an orgasm with Fhimra once she had her kinky fun with him.

"You are not getting your dick wet in any hole I have, dash those hopes you are thinking at once!", Fhimra dominantly rebuked in a way that was adorable.

"Even just a hand job or titty fuck is ok.", Draykesk negotiated hopefully.

"I don't owe you any sex, I'm punishing you not rewarding you.", Fhimra snapped.

"Too much talking and not enough suffering.", Fhimra added and buried her fingers in his hairy armpits!

Draykesk shrieked with horrified laughter at how bad his armpits tickled, bucking and thrashing uselessly in his bondage unable to make it stop!

Fhimra's fingertips were relentless, giving him no respite as he howled and shrieked with hysterical laughter!

"You HAVE to stop!", Draykesk screamed in desperation.

"No I don't.", Fhimra chuckled meanly, not even slowing down, fucking his ass even harder as she made him scream with laughter!

Draykesk was completely screwed and couldn't make the kinky girl stop, she just kept tickling him and he couldn't make her stop!

The kinky girl just kept tickling him for a crazy amount of time, keeping him howling with laughter, but she was so absolutely sexy that he couldn't hate her for it, his erect penis desperately desiring her. His anus was in so much pain but the girl was just too sexually desirable to begrudge her. Draykesk would remember this till his dying day, the time that he got pegged and tickled by this perfectly fuckable Tzeentch girl bondage freak.

Eventually after so long that he was surprised he hadn't been tickled to death, Fhimra was interrupted by the arrival of a sexy as fuck black leather clad huge breasted white skinned brunette woman with a glowing pink mark of Slaanesh on the right cheek of her face, the woman wearing an intimidatingly large black strap on dildo covered by a fresh condom.

Draykesk gulped nervously.

"Mistress Wendy, have you come to join me?", The sexy Fhimra asked respectfully.

"I am getting tired of men. This dildo is for you my dear Fhimra.", the stupidly gorgeous black leather clad dominatrix said in a voice so sexy that Draykesk wanted to weep with arousal.

"Which hole Mistress Wendy?", Fhimra asked calmly.

"All of them.", The hugely busty dominatrix replied naughtily.

Draykesk groaned in relief as Fhimra's painful strap on was pulled out of his ass, and he turned his head to eagerly watch as the dominatrix had extremely hot lesbian strap on sex with the gorgeous perfect Fhimra.

Fhimra was bent over the furniture Draykesk was strapped to and wonderfully fucked in different holes, Fhimra's cute stripy face grimaced with pleasure and moaning in a way that sounded wonderful.

Draykesk eagerly memorised every single detail of this lesbian sex to beat off to every day for the rest of his life, and Fhimra suddenly looked at him in annoyance, blue psychic energy glowing softly around her eyes.

"I can read your mind you naughty boy.", Fhimra chided him crossly.

The dominatrix spanked Fhimra's huge tit with a meaty swatting sound, making Fhimra flinch and moan, the dominatrix roughly grabbing hold of Fhimra's hair painfully and redoubling her fucking of the vagina of the gorgeous Fhimra laying on the table in front of Draykesk.

It was so fucking HOT!

Fhimra was moaning her head off, her huge swollen stripy tits jiggling wonderfully, a huge black strap on fucking her bare stripy pussy. Draykesk was painfully erect over the sight of it.

"Oh Mistress Wendy!, Oh Tzeentch!, Oh Tzeentch!, Oh Tzeentch it feels so good!", Fhimra moaned adorably in a way that was ridiculously arousing!

Draykesk watched in awe, absolutely bewitched by this perfect scene.

Fhimra was the hottest Tzeentch woman alive to Draykesk's standards of beauty, and seeing her having energetic girl on girl lesbian sex with an even hotter Slaanesh woman was like drugs for his eyes. Fhimra was all naked and she was getting shiny with sweat now, moaning and screaming with pleasure making Draykesk painfully erect.

"May I please cum Mistress Wendy?", Fhimra moaned hopefully at the dominatrix.

"I want you to cum.", the dominatrix told Fhimra huskily.

Fhimra nodded and gave the most erotic moaning sounds, her face grimacing, then she gasped and screamed in orgasm, her entire body shuddering. It was the most attractive thing Draykesk had ever seen!

"Your mouth now, then your ass.", the dominatrix said naughtily, pulling out of Fhimra's pussy.

Fhimra nodded and the dominatrix climbed up onto the furniture with the strap on at Fhimra's mouth, and Fhimra grabbed the huge black thing and sucked it energetically right in Draykesk's view!

Draykesk groaned softly in appreciation, fantasising that the dildo was his dick being sucked by Fhimra, and Fhimra's eyes turned to glare at him in irritation, reading his mind again.

Draykesk just kept watching and silently fantasising as Fhimra gave energetic head to the strap on, imagining his own dick in her mouth getting sucked like that!

Fhimra angrily bit the dildo head clean off with her mutant teeth and spat it in his face with a snarl of warning!

"Fhimra!, That was one of my favourite dildos!", The dominatrix sternly rebuked, twisting her ear painfully to make her hiss with pain.

"I am sorry Mistress Wendy. This man was fantasising about me sucking his dick so I bit it off.", Fhimra said submissively.

"You will be punished later with the hardest tickling you can possibly imagine Fhimra.", The dominatrix warned.

"Yes Mistress Wendy.", Fhimra said submissively.

"And as for YOU, you like to fantasise about us lesbians do you?, That's VERY naughty and you deserve to be punished.", The sexy Slaanesh dominatrix said sternly to Draykesk himself.

"He's extremely ticklish on the armpits and he absolutely hates it Mistress Wendy.", Fhimra suggested meanly.

The dominatrix suddenly tickled both of Fhimra's armpits making the naked stripy sexy thing squeal with energetic ticklish laughter. Fhimra was then passionately kissed on the lips in a way that was really hot, then both lesbians turned their attention to Draykesk.

Draykesk flinched as female fingers teased his exposed underarms, and the dominatrix dug into his armpits with such dreadfully extreme skill that he was screaming with laughter!

Fhimra joined in on his other side, and Draykesk was crying with laughter as the two sexy lesbians tickled him severely!

"Oh such a ticklish boy!", The dominatrix said in cruel delight, her touch so ticklish that he was cackling hysterically.

"I just love tickling him and watching him suffer.", Fhimra said meanly.

"Please do!", Draykesk gasped with laughter, tormented but still desperately aroused by these kinky girls.

"I will enjoy making you wet yourself and cry.", The dominatrix said jadedly, tickling him absolutely nuts.

Draykesk had never been tickled so badly before in his entire life and it was tormenting him, he was thrashing and tugging and gasping with laughter, but he was also erect and hard as a stone right now.

Draykesk could barely get a word out through his laughter, tickled for ages and ages. The kinky girls just didn't stop!

Draykesk flinched from every touch of the female fingertips, unable to escape or protect himself from the relentless tickling. Exhaustion came fast but they still didn't stop, as he twitched in exhaustion and wheezed and gasped with tired laughter, his chest and stomach muscles hurting from all the hard laughter.

Draykesk was completely defeated and utterly exhausted now, he had no strength left to resist and he could barely even move.

"This is so fun.", Fhimra chuckled playfully, still tickling his armpits and sides.

"Let's change his bondage now and get him in an X frame to tickle his front.", The dominatrix Mistress Wendy said jadedly.

Draykesk had no strength left to even move as the kinky girls unstrapped him and physically dragged him by the arms to a bondage cross shaped like an X, strapping him to it with his back to the cross, his arms and legs wrapped by many leather straps.

Draykesk was barely strapped in before the kinky girls started tickling him again, this time on his belly making him flinch and gasp with laughter in torment!

Draykesk was nothing but a toy for the girls to torture, so exhausted that he couldn't resist them at all.

"Look at that horrid erect thing.", Mistress Wendy said distastefully, pointing at his penis which remained erect over the kinky girls despite all of his suffering.

"I don't know how other women can be attracted to such ugly things.", Fhimra replied in equal distaste.

"I wonder if it is ticklish?", Mistress Wendy wondered aloud.

Draykesk thrilled with pleasure as her soft skilled fingertips teased the head and shaft of his penis, the touch jolting him slightly with a tickle.

Mistress Wendy's stroking fingers went down to gently stroke the bottom of his balls and Draykesk flinched hard and exploded with ticklish laughter.

"Looks like I found a sensitive spot.", Mistress Wendy said gleefully and she relentlessly tickled his balls with her nightmarishly well skilled fingers!

Draykesk howled and screamed with laughter, looking down in horror at this erection fodder dominatrix reaching down between his legs with both hands to tickle his balls!

Fhimra nastily joined in, the huge breasted naked stripy skinned sexy woman reaching down to play with his testicles!

Draykesk's penis was painfully erect and weeping pre-cum as Fhimra and Wendy played with his balls, turned on savagely even as he was tickled half insane.

Fhimra cocked her head cruelly and ran a fingertip over his shaft, teasing him with hope!

"Yuck.", Fhimra taunted, touching his penis playfully with her fingers in a way that was arousing as fuck!

Fhimra's hand grasped his penis on the shaft and squeezed it tightly, as though trying to strangle it.

Mistress Wendy was still enthusiastically tickling his balls to hysterical laughter, but Draykesk's entire focus was on the perfect Fhimra holding his cock. Fhimra was quite literally perfect, she was the perfect woman, a Tzeentchian paragon of pure sex appeal and loveliness.

Fhimra's eyes glowed softly blue with psychic powers as she read his mind, and she sighed and softened her attitude towards him slightly, sliding her hand up and down on his shaft in grudging generosity.

Draykesk thrilled with sick hope and nodded desperately at Fhimra in gratitude.

"You will be even more ticklish after an orgasm.", Fhimra whispered in his ear diabolically, and she enthusiastically gave him a hand job!

Draykesk dreaded her words but he was too intoxicated by Fhimra to resist, so turned on by the stripy skinned bombshell that he was completely bewitched by her.

It felt SO good as her soft feminine hand pleasured his penis, he looked at Fhimra's perfect naked body and glowing blue psychic powers as she masturbated him and he was so aroused by her that it was terrifying.

Draykesk's pleasure grew and grew, the pleasure inevitable and impossible to resist, he felt a spiritual bond with Fhimra as she gave him such intimate pleasure, this was absolutely perfect and it was getting more and more intense.

The arousal over Fhimra combined with the pleasure to make the pleasure even more extreme, he was hypnotised by pleasure and in awe of her.

The pleasure grew more and more perfect, becoming more and more inevitable, and seamlessly it peaked into the hardest most perfect orgasm of his entire life, his penis ejaculating a fat jet of cum so powerfully that it got Fhimra right in the bottom of her dangling tits, ropes of his semen hanging off the bottom of her bulging mammaries momentarily before dropping to the floor with a wet sounding splat.

Draykesk gazed at Fhimra in complete awe, the pleasurable aftermath of his intense orgasm lingering as a feeling of utter satisfaction.

Fhimra disgustedly fussed over the cum on her breasts and Mistress Wendy bent down to erotically lick all the cum off Fhimra's majestic tits!

Fhimra leaned her intoxicatingly attractive cute stripy face close to Draykesk's face and whispered "It tickles worse after an orgasm"!

Draykesk howled with horrified laughter as both kinky girls began tickling him again. Fhimra was RIGHT!, It DID tickle worse!, He wasn't sexually aroused anymore so soon after climaxing and the lack of sexual interest in the kinky girls made it twice as unpleasant as before!

Draykesk couldn't even move in this bondage cross and he couldn't escape, the girls refused to leave his body alone!

Literally hours later Draykesk was kneeling down naked on a leash in the presence of the entire kinky group of all 11 of the kinky women, with the few other of his men who had endured this long without running away also naked on the floor wearing leashes.

The naked Fhimra was grinning down at the men vindictively, holding a whip in her hand which she randomly used to whip random men, the other kinky women also whipping or tickling or pegging the men as they pleased, with cruel mischievous smiles on every female face.

Fhimra raised her arms in an elaborate gesture, blue glowing energy flowing around her in lazy floating streamers, and Fhimra spoke words in a daemonic language, calling the name of Tzeentch repeatedly as the energy grew.

With a sudden sweep of her arms Fhimra sent the blue energy streamers flying directly at the cowering men including Draykesk!

A terrible compulsion wracked Draykesk's mind with screaming pain and maniacal hope, forcing him to want to grovel before Fhimra in complete worship and submission. Draykesk rubbed his face down into the dungeon floor and began to lick the floor in mental submission to Fhimra, his mind completely dominated by her psychic powers.

Fhimra laughed and flogged him with her whip, and Draykesk felt only profound love and worship and a maniacal hope to please and obey her, loving the pain that gave her pleasure. The other men were equally bewitched by Fhimra, openly worshipping her and licking the floor before her.

Draykesk felt love and awe for Fhimra, he would kill for her, he would die for her, she was so perfect and so sexy, the absolute epitome of what was considered sexy in a Stōørølø Tzeentch worshipping woman in Draykesk's culture. To Stōørølø men of Tzeentch, psychic powers in women were regarded as extremely attractive, everyone in the tribe wanted to marry a psyker and have favoured psychic babies with her. Women being kinky bondage freaks in bed was exciting and alluring to any man, and the gigantic breasts and physical beauty just sealed the deal in making Fhimra arousing as fuck wife material!

Draykesk had never felt more attracted to a woman than he felt towards Fhimra Pyrestrength right now, she was just perfect and his hopeful Tzeentch worshipping mind was feverishly hoping to find a way to claim her as a sexual partner.

"I'm a LESBIAN you idiots!, You are just going to get your hearts broken falling in love with me, I shall NOT return the love you give, I'm NOT INTERESTED in men!", Fhimra exclaimed with a cruel laugh of mockery.

"No I don't want you to be my sperm donor to get me and my 'lesbian friends' pregnant!", Fhimra added incredulously, obviously having read the mind of one of the men.

"This all girl harem already has a sperm donor anyway.", The naked Slaanesh worshipping French accented silver haired young chick with a dick added, the hermaphrodite fondling her massive erect penis that towered above her divine pussy.

The men all looked at the hermaphrodite with jealousy, the naked specimen was a slender big breasted absolutely stunningly sexy young flawless woman that was pure erection fodder apart from the fact that she had a huge big flawless mutant DICK, the dick lacking (visible) balls and growing out of her pelvis just above her perfect smooth shaven pussy and clitoris!

The hermaphrodite had obviously been born a woman but had then grown this extra part as a result of worshipping Slaanesh, literally a cisgender woman who had a dick rather than any kind of transgender woman. Draykesk wasn't into dicks but for the hermaphrodite he had bent his usual aversion and been fucked up the ass by the "woman", currently having hermaphrodite cum up his ass, though the lack of balls made it a mystery where this cum had been produced.

The hermaphrodite put a condom on her penis and shamelessly walked right up to Fhimra, bending Fhimra forward slightly and penetrating Fhimra's pussy from behind!

From his position on the floor Draykesk could see Fhimra's stripy pussy from below and he could clearly see the dick chick's dick entering Fhimra's divine pussy!

Fhimra grimaced and moaned wonderfully with pleasure as she was fucked, and the men all exclaimed in jealous dismay as they watched the object of their desire being fucked by a penis that wasn't their own!

"It's nice being the only dick that ever fucks this lesbian. If Fhimra ever wants to get pregnant I will be the one to impregnate her, not any of you.", The hermaphrodite mocked the grovelling men arrogantly!

Draykesk was appalled but he was still bewitched by Fhimra's psychic powers and couldn't get up from his grovel at Fhimra's feet, forcing him to impotently watch as the girl of his dreams was fucked by another right in front of him!

"Oh Ship-Mistress Victoria!, Oh I love your cock inside me so much!", Fhimra loudly vocalised, making the men all feel jealous and humiliated!

"Fhimra I am surprised at you. Surprised and disappointed. You know that these men are all completely infatuated with you but you humiliate them so spitefully like this. I thought you were better than this.", The oldest of the beautiful graceful Asian geisha's said to Fhimra in a beautiful graceful voice with an oriental accent.

Fhimra looked at the geisha with guilt and astonishment, looking aghast to have disappointed this woman. Fhimra immediately requested that the hermaphrodite stop, but the hermaphrodite refused, just continuing to fuck Fhimra until the geisha cleared her throat warningly, at which point the hermaphrodite very hesitantly stopped and pulled out of Fhimra.

"I'm sorry Mistress Lash…", Fhimra began to say.

"I am not the one who needs your apology Fhimra. These men here desire you so much that they have endured everything we can throw at them, just to win your favour and respect. They have proven themselves worthy and you reward them by completely humiliating them in a way that you KNOW is hurting them.", The geisha interrupted Fhimra's apology.

"You are right Mistress Lash. I apologise to you men for the way I have been treating you. Please forgive… No I'm not going to have sex with you!", Fhimra began contritely but then angrily snapped in response to the thoughts of the men.

The geisha gave Fhimra a pointed look and Fhimra trembled softly and became more submissive.

"I'm sorry for hurting you men. I myself am a lesbian, but my fiancée Octavia is bisexual and she could do what I cannot to soothe any hurt feelings. Many others here are also bisexual and they might, if they wish to, have sex with you men just to soothe any ill feelings.", Fhimra offered seriously.

Draykesk wasn't about to say no to getting his dick wet right now and he agreed, as did the other men.

Fhimra's head glowed blue and the spell of domination over the men ended, the terrible psychic compulsion suddenly lifting from Draykesk's mind.

Draykesk stood up and without stopping to think it through he passionately kissed Fhimra's soft lips, resulting a moment later in a struggle and a slap to his face from the angry Fhimra.

Fhimra grabbed Draykesk directly on the penis and she spoke words of daemonic evil, terrible blue energy glowing around her hand gripping his dick!

Draykesk frantically pulled his dick from her grip before she could finish her spell, and he took refuge with the venerable geisha who had chastised Fhimra earlier.

Fhimra took one look at the geisha and she dispelled her blue witchcraft and backed off respectfully. Thank Tzeentch for that, Draykesk thought as he clutched his penis protectively.

The geisha turned to look at Draykesk with dominant grace, and she gracefully put her hands around the back of his neck intimately, pulling him in close to kiss her heavily painted lips very gracefully. Draykesk kissed the beautiful geisha and put his hands around the back of her soft silk kimono.

"Come with me to a private bed and have sex with me.", The geisha said with reserved dominant grace, leading him away.

Draykesk looked back at the gorgeous naked Fhimra, who made an unsubtle dick snapping gesture with her hands at him in warning.

Draykesk wisely went away with the geisha to give Fhimra some space, being led to a quiet room with a kinky looking bed in it. The geisha gracefully stripped naked at the edge of the bed, revealing a stunningly beautiful olive skinned slender body beneath her clothes, the makeup only covering the visible skin that her kimono left bare.

Draykesk was directed to lay down on his back on the bed, and the naked geisha gracefully climbed on top of him, opening a condom and putting it on his penis with her mouth. She then guided his penis inside her wet vagina, sliding all the way down to straddle his pelvis with his dick inside her.

The geisha very gently and gracefully began to move on his penis with highly disciplined movements, very slow and in absolutely no hurry. Draykesk respectfully put his hands on her perky breasts, feeling her small pointy nipples against the palms of his hands, giving her a very soft squeeze.

"Just relax and enjoy the journey. You have suffered for hours at our hands and now is your time of aftercare and tenderness.", The geisha told him gently in a deeply soothing voice.

Draykesk nodded and relaxed enjoying the extremely lazy and slow paced sex, relaxedly enjoying the feel of her soft slender naked body with his hands.

"I want you to be so relaxed and at ease that you might fall asleep even as we have sex. Relax your entire body and just enjoy my body as you get sleepy and comfortable.", the geisha said, her voice hypnotic and soothing.

"You are hypnotising me?", Draykesk asked suspiciously, being a Tzeentch worshipper with a healthy amount of cunning intelligence.

"Yes I am hypnotising you, but I mean you no harm. You have suffered greatly at our hands, I wish to ensure that you don't get post traumatic stress disorder. Hypnosis will help to soothe you.", The geisha promised soothingly.

"I am happier to just talk to you normally.", Draykesk offered an alternative to the woman lazily riding his dick.

"Then tell me your thoughts and feelings.", the naked geisha impaled on his penis coaxed gently.

"I know that I fucked things up with Fhimra and shouldn't have kissed her like that.", Draykesk admitted with a sigh, so deeply soothed by this graceful woman having slow sex with him.

"I just, I just think that I am in love with her.", Draykesk added.

"Fhimra is a remarkable young woman, easily loved by many. I myself am deeply in love with her, and she with me. Our little group of lovely ladies is very polyamorous, many love many in one big web of relationships. Would you steal our sweet Fhimra from our love to keep all for yourself?", the geisha said calmly without accusation.

"I, well I hadn't really thought about things in that much detail.", Draykesk said in indecision.

"Fhimra thrives here in our kinky little group of lovely ladies, she wants to be here and we love her and she loves us. She is a woman who thrives in a very kinky bondage heavy lifestyle like what you experienced today. We bind Fhimra in bondage, we tickle her all day long, and she enjoys it. She is absolutely thriving here enjoying her kinks, what you might call hell she calls heaven.", The geisha said gently.

"She sure is a kinkster and all, but I am still completely smitten. She is intoxicating and I want to cry because she is a lesbian. It's just not fair that the perfect girl is unobtainable.", Draykesk said with a sigh of regret.

"She is happy, she is loved and she is happy here. You want her to be happy if you love her, and she is happy here with us. Even if she was bisexual she wouldn't want to leave us to go live with you.", the geisha gently told him.

"I could come join her here with you kinky girls, I would like to have 11 sexy women.", Draykesk admitted foolishly.

"You are not a masochist and you don't enjoy being tickled, you are not even submissive by sexual preference. Fhimra is all of those things to the extreme. When Fhimra first lived with Wendy and Octavia, Fhimra was tickled 8 hours a day without mercy, every day for a week straight. She laughed so much that she vomited and shitted herself, she got really sick, but she enjoyed it so much that she begged to stay. She enjoys the kinks of her life, you do not enjoy them.", The geisha said seriously.

Draykesk could see where this was going and his hopes faded.

"Fhimra is an absolute bondage freak, lesbian or not you are never going to be able to endure her BDSM lifestyle to be her boyfriend. That is why she lives with Slaanesh worshipping bondage freaks who tie her up naked in public and erotically torture her, she is a Tzeentch girl with the sexual tastes of a Slaanesh girl. Didn't your mother ever warn you that fucking Slaanesh pussy is like putting your dick in a blender?", The geisha gently informed him.

"I understand that she is a really kinky girl and I should be scared, but she is just… What's a polite way of saying… she makes me so hard that I would do anything just to stick it in her.", Draykesk fumbled foolishly.

The geisha riding his dick sighed slightly and pressed a little deeper into his penis, Draykesk still softly cupping her soft breasts.

"My pussy is all you are going to get, Fhimra is never going to agree to let you put your dick inside her, not even if you paid her. She is a lesbian as you know and she will never be interested in any man. Enjoy my body and get all the lust out of your system, empty yourself completely inside me and fall asleep in my embrace with your satisfied limp dick inside me as I cover your face with my kisses.", The geisha said soothingly.

"You are a lovely woman.", Draykesk said with a smile at her warmth.

"Just enjoy yourself with me and get all your excitement out of your system as I make you comfortable.", The geisha coaxed, leaning forward to kiss his lips gently but sustainedly.

Draykesk kissed the beautiful geisha with passionate energy, thrusting inside her, and the geisha gasped and groaned softly with pleasure, her face grimacing beautifully.

The geisha was wonderfully relaxing to fuck, she was in no hurry and she put him completely at ease, the sex really sleepy and contented. All tension and stress oozed out of Draykesk as he had lazy peaceful sex with the naked woman, all his muscles relaxed and he enjoyed the pleasant ride as her wet vagina lazily rubbed his glans wonderfully.

Draykesk didn't want to be anywhere else right now, so gloriously comfortable with his dick inside this beautiful graceful exotic woman. Her presence and touch was deeply soothing, his whole existence was pure comfort and gentle pleasure. Draykesk didn't want to cum for a long time, he didn't want to ruin this perfect comfort and contentment he felt.

The sex slowed right down as Draykesk grew closer to orgasm, both of them deliberately keeping his orgasm at bay, prolonging him in a stretched out plateau of pre-orgasmic pleasure that was heavenly bliss, his mind growing sluggish and sleepy with so much pleasure.

The geisha held him in this state indefinitely with seemingly supernatural skill, perfectly gauging him to keep him right in the sweet spot of never ending pleasure, carefully balanced to go neither forward nor backward, holding him prisoner in his own bliss.

An eternity of long minutes passed, Draykesk held perfectly balanced in his sexual plateau, and his mind grew hazy and hypnotic despite his Tzeentch caution, he couldn't think a single thought, just living in the never ending moment of pleasure for as long as the geisha wanted.

"Let go of all your troubles and schemes, relax your stress, enjoy the pleasure.", The geisha whispered to him hypnotically.

Draykesk was too relaxed and bewitched to resist, allowing her soft voice to hypnotise him.

"You don't need to possess Fhimra to enjoy pleasure and intimacy beyond your most pleasant dreams, the bodies and intimacy of other women will satisfy you even better. Why choose a lesbian when you can have a straight woman who enjoys your dick, you have your pick of Tzeentch worshipping slave girls down in the slave pits who want a knight in shining armour to rescue them.", the geisha whispered hypnotically.

Draykesk reluctantly let the words hypnotise him, the logic undeniable. If a lesbian could be kinky then so could a straight Tzeentch girl, and straight girls outnumbered lesbians hugely so there would be more to choose from. Draykesk could find some cock hardening kinky freak who worshipped Tzeentch and wanted his cock, he could have wild sex for the rest of his life…

Draykesk forced himself to resist this obvious hypnosis, he was a Tzeentch worshipper and he would not be manipulated like this.

More words hypnotised him, trying to coax him away from his fixation with Fhimra, igniting hope for more compatible relationships with equally desirable women, trying to put him completely at ease. Draykesk resisted these charms.

The words eventually stopped and the heavenly pleasure just continued in silence for some timeless eternity, his lips periodically kissed by the naked geisha, his bliss complete.

Draykesk was completely defeated by pleasure long before the climax, his face aching from grimacing in pleasure for so long leading up to climax, the pleasure growing so slowly and rising to such heights that it was almost unendurable agony shortly before climax, the pleasure so extreme that it was literally painful now.

The agonisingly extreme pleasure grew and grew until he was silently crying tears of pain as his dick hurt so much in such a pleasurable way, the pain and pleasure mixing together in a terrifying peak that he still hadn't even crested yet.

Draykesk screamed in agonising pleasure as he felt the inevitability of orgasm truly begin, and the impossible pleasure spiked so sharply that it was terrifying, Draykesk bawling like a baby from the agony of pleasure so extreme that it was the worst torture he had suffered today!

Draykesk howled and screamed in release as he came inside the geisha in a heavenly spurt so sweet and relieving that Draykesk sobbed with joy to feel anything so pleasurable!

The pain was gone but the orgasmic pleasure lingered wonderfully, his penis feeling so pleasurable and contented as it rested inside the inseminated geisha who sat straddling him.

Draykesk let out a blissful groan as he basked in this beautiful afterglow of pleasure, so perfectly relaxed and empty, his entire existence heaven right now.

The geisha smiled down at him with beautiful warmth as he sprawled in relaxation under her with his dick still inside her, she looked equally as satisfied as Draykesk felt, as though his pleasure was her own. Draykesk was too defeated with pleasure to even relax the grimace from his face, much less to respond to her.

"Such beautiful orgasm control torture, you were so beautifully submissive.", The geisha said fondly with a warm smile.

Draykesk could only twitch slightly, completely destroyed with pleasure right now.

"You resisted my attempts at being nice and hypnotising you the easy way, so I won't let you recover, I will keep torturing you with more pleasure until you are completely broken down, and you will enjoy all of it and beg me for more.", the geisha said sadistically!

The geisha softly gyrated on Draykesk's extremely satisfied dick and he was too in awe of her to resist, finding a second wind of sexual arousal and growing hard again as she made gentle dominant love to him.

The pleasure was soon back again, more painful and more intense this time, and she sadistically held him in a much more painful plateau of pleasure this time, holding him in agonising pleasure for a timeless eternity.

Draykesk wept from the pain but the pleasure was so extreme that he couldn't bring himself to do anything to end it, fearfully submitting to her sadism lest this extreme pleasure end. The geisha leaned down to lick away his tears erotically, her body language intensely sexually aroused.

"Your pain is my pleasure.", The geisha purred, Draykesk tormented by his agonisingly extreme pleasure.

"I don't want you to stop, but it hurts so much!", Draykesk lamented in tears of pain and pleasure.

"This is how I fuck Fhimra, I torture her with more pleasure than she can endure. She is a junkie for it, no matter how many tears I cause she keeps crawling back for more. Her little pussy gets completely destroyed by the pleasures I inflict, there are so many tears, but I am without mercy. I completely break Fhimra down with pleasure and dominate her body completely, and she absolutely loves it.", the geisha said gleefully.

"I'm scared.", Draykesk admitted with a groan of suffering.

"So you should be, for if you insist on pursuing Fhimra I will make a game of your sweet suffering. You will be my own personal torture project, I will be fiendish with you."

"I still desire Fhimra despite your hypnosis efforts, I know what you are trying to do.", Draykesk groaned with orgasmic suffering.

"At the moment I am torturing you with pleasure. Imagine how much worse it will be when I torture you with actual pain. I know better than to just send a Tzeentch worshipping man away, that would make you scheme and plot for a way to return or get revenge. Instead I will make it so hellish that you don't desire to stay anymore.", the geisha warned, still riding his dick with agonisingly intense pleasure.

"I need to see an alternative hope to strive for, find me another girl that I desire even more and give her to me and I will happily accept. Otherwise I will continue to pursue fair Fhimra and endure every torture to prove myself worthy of her.", Draykesk insisted.

"You are going to suffer so much for your defiance.", the geisha warned, and Draykesk screamed in fresh suffering.

***…

Octavia had a playful grin on her face the following morning as she tickled the stripy skinned naked man who was strapped to an X frame, raking his freshly clean shaven armpits with her fingertips, making him shriek with laughter and beg for her to stop. This was so fun.

"How much more do I have to punish you before you promise to leave me alone you stalker!", Fhimra snarled beside Octavia, tickling his ribs ruthlessly.

The other Tzeentch worshipping men had one by one broken and left last night until only this man Draykesk remained, Draykesk refusing to leave. Owner Wendy had reluctantly agreed to let the tickle slaves keep him as a torture pet until they could break him into agreeing to leave Fhimra alone, so far without any success.

"By Tzeentch no more!, Not the armpits!", Draykesk pleaded in heavy laughter.

"Agree to leave me alone!", Fhimra angrily demanded.

Draykesk shook his head stubbornly and Fhimra helped Octavia to tickle his armpits as fiendishly as possible, making him laugh hysterically.

Draykesk looked like a male version of Fhimra with the same stripy skin and mutations. Draykesk was a very muscular man with the hard lean body of a lifelong soldier, his abdomen was ribbed with extremely sexy abdominal muscles, his chest muscles thick and his shoulders broad, arms and legs deliciously muscular, his clean shaven face pleasantly manly and attractive.

Draykesk was naked in the X frame, showing his penis and testicles. Draykesk had originally had pubic hair yesterday but Octavia had comprehensively shaved his entire body in the bath last night, making him a lot easier to tickle. Draykesk currently had a full erection over the two naked tickle slaves who were tickling him, especially having an erection over the naked Fhimra.

The badly laughing man was looking at Fhimra with lovesick lust and awe, occasionally telling her how sexy and beautiful she was in a way that Octavia found really sweet. Fhimra just angrily tickled him all the harder.

Octavia happily raked and probed his ticklish pits with juvenile enthusiasm, getting thrills of pleasure in her vagina from his every laugh at her hands. She was greatly enjoying this game and she would happily continue for hours before she eventually needed to be tickled herself to feed her addiction.

Draykesk looked at Octavia with a strange mixture of horror and horniness, he was terrified of her tickles but cracking a huge fat over her naked body. Octavia playfully blew a loud raspberry with her lips against his armpit and Draykesk screamed with hysterical laughter, encouraging Octavia to relentlessly continue blowing raspberries.

"This is AWFUL, but I'm SO hard over you girls!", Draykesk howled with laughter.

Octavia grinned into his armpit and resumed blowing raspberries playfully.

Fhimra followed suit with her mouth on his other armpit and together the two girls blew endless raspberries in both armpits at the same time, making Draykesk absolutely frantic with gasping laughter.

"Don't do that!, Not with your mouths!, I can't take it!", Draykesk pleaded.

"Agree to leave me alone!", Fhimra demanded.

"Never!", Draykesk exclaimed.

"Then I won't stop until you change your mind!", Fhimra snarled angrily and resumed blowing raspberries with hyperactive energy.

Octavia had great fun over the next 15 minutes relentlessly blowing raspberries with Fhimra in his armpits, trying to break him. There was a lot of hysterical howling laughter but he remained unyielding in his interest in Fhimra.

"I'm a great ally to make, I have excellent promotion prospects, I could become a general very easily with my academy performance.", Draykesk hit on Fhimra even as he laughed in torment.

"I am MORE than happy to deposit you in the friend zone!", Fhimra snapped crossly.

"I will prove myself to you and earn your respect, I won't break.", Draykesk cackled ticklishly.

"Ma'am may I PLEASE do ball busting torture on his balls?, The tickling isn't working.", Fhimra called hopefully.

"And where is the fun in that?", Mistress Agony the apprentice dominatrix chuckled from the doorway, given babysitting duties to watch the tickle slaves play.

"I want him to promise to leave me alone quickly and leave so that I can submit to you Ma'am. Some testicle smashing will be very effective in this.", Fhimra begged.

Mistress Agony chuckled and sauntered dominantly over, poking Fhimra in the side ticklishly to make her flinch out of the way with a giggle, also shifting Octavia aside with a wonderful tickling poke to the side.

Mistress Agony looked sexy as hell in her black latex outfit with her commissar style fetish cap on her head, she stood in front of Draykesk's X frame with a cruel sadistic smile, running a hand sensually down his muscular chest.

Draykesk looked the gorgeous Mistress Agony up and down and his penis twitched with excitement, weeping glistening pre-cum from his penis hole.

Mistress Agony bit her lip naughtily and she pulled a zip between the legs of her skin tight black latex outfit, exposing her beautiful vagina. Mistress Agony grabbed Draykesk's penis and guided it inside her pussy with a soft exhale of pleasure.

Draykesk groaned in pleasure and thrust his hips as best as he could in the X frame, having sex with Mistress Agony.

Mistress Agony started tickling both of Draykesk's armpits with a sadistic grin even as she had sex with him, making Draykesk erupt with laughter and squirm energetically.

"Coochy coochy koo.", Mistress Agony teased as she tickled him, with a huge mischievous grin on her face.

Draykesk laughed and struggled but couldn't stop her, and Mistress Agony sadistically continued tickling him as she had sex with him, grinning gleefully at his suffering.

Octavia and Fhimra submissively helped Mistress Agony tickle him to hysterics as he was fucked, and Mistress Agony was soon screaming in multiple orgasms.

"Oh Tzeentch YES!", Draykesk moaned in climax and obviously had an orgasm inside Mistress Agony.

"It tickles worse after you cum.", Mistress Agony said mischievously.

"Aw shit!", Draykesk laughed in dismay as the three women tickled him all over, cackling in torment.

"Welcome to hell.", Mistress Agony chuckled to the bound Draykesk.

Draykesk was tickled severely but he still refused to stop pursuing Fhimra, and Mistress Agony eventually changed tactics and got a huge whip, cracking it on Octavia's bare backside with a deafening CRACK experimentally.

Octavia screamed with pain and pleasure from the sweet agony of the whip against her bottom, and she eagerly presented her bottom for more whipping, getting given a few more wonderful lashes.

Mistress Agony then whipped Fhimra a few times, making Fhimra cry out in pain and look horny. Mistress Agony then turned the whip on Draykesk.

"I think that 300 lashes are called for.", Mistress Agony said sadistically to Draykesk.

"Could Fhimra please be the one to whip me Dominatrix lady?", Draykesk asked hopefully.

"As you wish.", Mistress Agony replied with a smirk, handing the whip to the gleefully vindictive Fhimra.

"Testicle time!", Fhimra snarled viciously and cracked the huge whip right between Draykesk's legs with a loud whip crack.

Draykesk yelped like a branded dog and Fhimra gleefully whipped him again with a gleeful smile of hate.

Mistress Agony giggled as she watched the show.

Octavia wondered how much longer Draykesk would last as their torture pet before Fhimra scared him away.

***…