Chapter 89H
(Note, sorry for not responding to the reviews on fanfiction dot net, I'm not getting email notifications for some reason and I only just saw most of them. (The app itself is completely unusable at present, every time I click on the app it just freezes and dies without even loading, I have to use pc mode just to use the site at all for at least two weeks now). I can't reply directly to reviews, especially not the anonymous reviews, because of the way the website works. It's better to private message me directly on fanfiction dot net, I also have Facebook and discord.)
(In regards to requests for new stories it will really have to wait until I don't even know when due to busy life commitments at present. I have a lot of things I would love to write but I just don't have a lot of time with two small children and a work life balance to contend with. It took me like 3 months just to finish this chapter.)
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Fhimra Pyrestrength smiled in deep blissful contentment as she pressed her soft smooth face cheek against Octavia's face cheek in bed, her entire body buzzing with pleasure and deeply relaxed.
Fhimra's arms were trapped under her own huge bare breasts in a self hugging position, her arms encased in a bright pink "sleeping straight jacket" that left her boobs and tummy and vagina bare, the straight jacket brutally strapped at the back with buckles to keep Fhimra's arms strictly trapped. Apart from the straight jacket Fhimra wore nothing at all, except a tampon in her pussy, it was Fhimra's time of the month.
Fhimra wasn't a heavy period woman, she only got a serious bleed for about a day, the rest of the period was just minor tampon blood spots. She had already had her heavy day a few days ago, now her tampon was mostly just a precaution. The point was that tampons aside Fhimra was for all intents and purposes completely naked in her straight jacket.
In the bed beside Fhimra lay Octavia wearing an identical straight jacket, also completely naked but lacking a tampon, Octavia's period cycle out of sync with Fhimra's cycle despite the (false) urban legend of women's cycles syncing in close proximity.
The huge bed of Wendy's was exquisitely comfortable to lay in at the end of a day of tickling and sexual pleasure, the room absolutely dark but for the faint pink glow of Slaanesh warp energy that softly permeated the room after so much wonderful excess of the flesh. Wendy and Lash were cuddling each other asleep nearby on the huge bed, close enough to hear their soft breathing but far enough away to give Fhimra and Octavia some space together.
Fhimra's entire soul was filled with pleasure and comfort, and most especially with blissful contentment.
Octavia was more beautiful, more attractive, more sexually desirable than words could convey, and her sanity fraying beauty was only the beginning of Octavia's charms. She was sweet, overwhelmingly sweet and full of warmth and energy. She was intensely playful, she was loving, she was eager to give pleasure and affection and she was just delightful to have as a lover (if you were a super tickling masochist like Fhimra).
Fhimra felt wonderful whenever Octavia was around her, she was hard in love with Octavia, she was completed by Octavia. Fhimra desired Octavia so passionately that it was supernatural, the lust aura that Octavia projected was so addictive that Fhimra was hooked like a junkie. Fhimra wanted to be with Octavia forever.
Fhimra was a deadly psyker now, her Tzeentch mutated brain able to wield the warp like a lethal weapon. Fhimra could kill everyone around her if she wanted to, but Fhimra didn't want to harm anyone in this bed with her, she wanted to stay in her intoxicatingly pleasurable life as a tickle slave in this Slaaneshi lesbian tickling dungeon, she wanted these insanely beautiful women to keep inflicting delights of the flesh on Fhimra's yearning naked body, she craved every unendurable tickle for the intense pleasure it carried with it, that wonderful horrible feeling that drove her nuts but felt so good.
Her bedmates were in no danger from Fhimra, she loved and adored her puddle of yummy dominant lesbians, she would fight to protect them from harm.
Fhimra snuggled closer to Octavia in her straight jacket, her entire body fully relaxed, every muscle she possessed felt the wonderful looseness of blissful relaxation. Fhimra's vagina and clitoris ached wonderfully from an entire day of exquisitely hard orgasms, her well sucked nipples felt the most glorious tingle of sweet slight soreness.
Fhimra's naked body had been tickled literally the entire day not counting meals and a brief magic studying break for an hour, every single other moment being tickle tickle tickle interspersed with relays of hard multiple orgasms and other pleasures and pains. Paradoxically Fhimra's entire body felt WONDERFUL from such brutally long tickling, it had unlocked so many endorphins in her brain that she felt almost like she was high on drugs right now, a glorious buzz of pleasure that added to her bliss and comfort.
This really was a great life that Fhimra had, this was her hope and her fulfilment.
Octavia turned her face to kiss Fhimra's cheek affectionately and Fhimra turned her face to kiss Octavia's full beautiful lips passionately. Octavia returned the kiss and the pair made out passionately for a long time, their eyes closed in bliss as they kissed each other heavily.
The heavy kissing was eventually interrupted by footfalls sinking into the soft mattress behind Fhimra, the pair broke their heavy kissing to look up curiously.
Mistress Wendy stood over the pair.
Wendy was an astonishingly, stunningly beautiful woman, her face so pretty that it was slightly shocking how beautiful she was. She was currently naked and her enormous bulging breasts swayed slightly on her petite chest, her slender waist and mouth watering hips driving home her potent sex appeal. Fhimra gazed up at Mistress Wendy with slightly sick awe, feeling a potent combination of fear and desire for the delicious sadistic goddess.
"Exquisitely submissive tickle slaves, my property to do whatever I want to.", Mistress Wendy purred with erotic mischief, gazing down at her two playthings in their straight jackets.
Fhimra gulped with sick nervous desire, terrified of Wendy but so aroused by her that it was disconcerting.
Wendy knelt down on her shins beside Fhimra's back, and ran her fingers down Fhimra's bare side causing an extreme jolt of ticklish sensation and squealing laughter.
Fhimra grinned with ticklish fear as Wendy continued to play with Fhimra, Fhimra's arms squirmed uselessly in her skimpy straight jacket as her lower ribs were stroked teasingly.
Wendy turned her attention to tickling Octavia, leaving Fhimra to squirm with painful ticklish anticipation as Octavia squealed with energetic laughter.
Fhimra's anticipation didn't last long before Wendy's fingers on her bare abdomen once again drove Fhimra nuts with laughter, Fhimra laughed her head off in unbearable sensation that gave her masochism a powerful kick of sexual pleasure.
Fhimra and Octavia were both squealing giggle factories as they were stroked and poked in their basically nude straight jackets, Fhimra's tampon grew inside her as it soaked up the wetness that Wendy's tickling generated in Fhimra's vagina.
Fhimra felt wonderful if jumpy as she enjoyed a lovely long tickle at the hands of the stupidly sexy naked dominatrix, this was driving her crazy but turning her on crazy wet, making her tampon get a bit gross.
"I need a new tampon Ma'am!, You are making me wet!", Fhimra squealed adorably as her bare middle was fiendishly squeezed.
"Aw, am I making you all wet?", Wendy drawled dominantly in her arousing as fuck seductive voice.
"Yes Ma'am!", Fhimra squealed with laughter.
"Mistress Wendy makes poor little Fhimra SO wet, poor wet little Fhimra.", Wendy drawled with intoxicatingly arousing dominance that only made Fhimra get even wetter.
Wendy tickled Fhimra's tummy so hard that Fhimra couldn't scream out a single word through her howling hysterical laughter, Fhimra was trapped in her straight jacket and felt so small and submissive in a way that Fhimra loved, dominated completely by the delicious bully.
Fhimra was so damp now, Wendy had a way of turning Fhimra on terribly. Fhimra enjoyed every badly laughing second of her dominant torture, loving this like the tickling submissive that she was.
Fhimra's tampon had swollen to the size of a small banana now, getting bigger and bigger as it soaked up every drop of wetness!
"Enjoy the tampon stuffing your slut pussy you submissive little slut.", Mistress Wendy drawled sensuously, exciting Fhimra even more.
"I do Ma'am, but it's getting gross!", Fhimra squealed in adorable dismay through her badly tickled laughter.
"Aw, that's just too bad baby girl.", Mistress Wendy teased sultrily and kept tickling Fhimra and Octavia silly.
A lot of extremely cruel tickling followed, the two tickle slaves howling with laughter for long minutes.
Fhimra gasped with relieved gratitude when Mistress Wendy reluctantly pulled out Fhimra's swollen red tampon, the relief becoming a squeal when the tampon was put inside Fhimra's laughing mouth!
"Suck it dry like a good girl, then I'm putting it back in.", Mistress Wendy gleefully said with disgustingly arousing sadism!
Fhimra was so dominated and so completely turned on that she obediently sucked on her own soiled tampon despite her own considerable reluctance. Mistress Wendy rewarded Fhimra by putting an intimidatingly large vibrator in Fhimra's pussy!
Fhimra moaned hoarsely as she sucked on her own feminine discharges, enjoying the huge vibrator inside her, and Mistress Wendy bobbed the vibrator in and out rhythmically as Fhimra's orgasmic eyes rolled up into her forehead in ecstasy.
Octavia was also moaning like mental from a second vibrator in her own pussy, the two tickle slaves being simultaneously vibrator fucked as they squirmed in their straight jackets.
Fhimra mindlessly sucked the tampon dry as she writhed in pleasure, in heaven right now as she was dominantly given permission to orgasm.
After a few intense orgasms Fhimra was left lying witless with pleasure on the bed. The tampon was pulled out of her limp mouth and pushed back inside her pussy as Fhimra made soft weak groaning noises of sexual defeat.
"Look at you adorable girls all cummed out and sleepy.", Mistress Wendy said with dominant affection, stroking their hair dominantly.
Fhimra could only make incoherent groaning noises, too satisfied to speak.
Mistress Wendy wasn't done yet however and she grabbed Fhimra's huge J cup tits in soft but deep handfuls, stripy breast skin poured between Mistress Wendy's widely spread fingers.
Fhimra gazed at Mistress Wendy with pleasure bleary eyes, squinting through her wonderful haze of pleasure, totally overwhelmed with pleasure and completely submissive to the intoxicating dominatrix.
Mistress Wendy pinched and teased Fhimra's small fat stripy nipples, making Fhimra moan with even more pleasure, her arms still helpless under her breasts in the straight jacket.
Fhimra's boobs were left alone for a while as Mistress Wendy played with Octavia's giant breasts. Fhimra was so pleasure blasted that she was drooling slightly out of the side of her mouth, in a post orgasm coma of wonderful aches and soreness that felt so good that she wanted to sleep and cuddle right now.
A tickling poke to the belly side snapped Fhimra out of her coma with a little squeal of dismayed laughter.
More tummy tickling followed, making Fhimra curl up her legs in a defensive ball that did little to protect her naked body from Wendy's tickles.
Fhimra enjoyed it as Mistress Wendy continued tickling her, it was maddening and irritating when she wanted to relax but Fhimra still greatly enjoyed it like she always enjoyed Wendy's diabolical tickle cruelty.
Mistress Wendy had a fun time tormenting her squealing tickle slaves with playful dominance, giving the girls a few more orgasms to make them sleepy before tickling them again to make them squeal. Fhimra found it fun if super mean.
Fhimra and Octavia sat up eventually and pounced on Mistress Wendy with only their legs, energetically kissing Wendy and sucking her nipples as her hands tickled the pair silly. It was extremely fun.
Fhimra knocked Wendy down on the bed and sat on her face to let her taste Fhimra's soiled tampon. Octavia got down on her front between the supine Wendy's spread legs and began enthusiastically licking Wendy's moist vulva folds.
Fhimra moaned her self silent as she felt Wendy's tongue tease Fhimra's clitoris, then laughed hysterically as Wendy's fingertips crawled up and down Fhimra's bare sides!
Fhimra orgasmed eagerly despite her laughter, soaking her tampon with squirt in the process. Wendy moaned in multiple orgasms of her own and sucked Fhimra's tampon completely dry in debauched Slaaneshi ecstasy.
Fhimra felt wonderful a while later when Wendy returned to Mistress Lash on the other side of the bed, leaving Fhimra and Octavia to snuggle together in bliss after the extreme pleasure.
Fhimra felt, if possible, even more satisfied now than she had earlier, so wonderfully well fucked and sleepy with comfort. Octavia's naked body felt amazing to snuggle after sex like this.
Fhimra lay floppy, drooling on Octavia's face in relaxed bliss as her whole body relaxed and rested in the most extreme comfort.
Fhimra didn't even remember falling asleep, but she was suddenly being shaken awake by Mistress Wendy?
Fhimra was glued with old drool to Octavia's soft face and had to pull a bit to separate herself, Fhimra looked at Mistress Wendy with submissive puzzlement.
"I need your psychic powers Fhimra.", Mistress Wendy said seriously.
"Yes Ma'am. What do you need me to do?", Fhimra replied with sleepy curious submission.
"I need you to VERY CAREFULLY listen to any astropathic messages you can hear in the local warp, and for goodness sake be careful, a whole bunch of psykers have already suffered warp mishaps in the past hour.", Wendy said seriously.
Fhimra curiously opened her brain to the warp very carefully and immediately bled out of her nose from an agonising psychic backlash that sent her straight jacketed body flying across the bed!
Fhimra tumbled across the bed and slid to a rest, a huge trail of blood on the sheets along her flight path, she was conscious but badly stunned and stupefied.
"What happened?", Wendy asked in a panic, rushing to attend to the bloody nosed Fhimra.
Fhimra tried to speak but vomited blood.
Fhimra heard the sounds of rapid movement and felt the painful stab of a hypodermic syringe in her bare ass cheek, her straight jacket was removed but she was too witless to do anything much, just laying on her side on the bed.
The syringe slowly took effect, paramedics in bulky hazmat suits with transparent helmets were arriving now.
"Not you again!", Mistress Wendy exclaimed at one of the paramedics.
Fhimra blearily looked up to see the paramedic man with the Down syndrome kid who had been offended by Wendy's comments about Fool's Bane being "not such a bad thing".
"I should be the one to say that Madam.", The paramedic replied coldly, his forty something clean shaven face looking pained and exasperated.
"What happened to your poor slave this time?", The paramedic added when Wendy embarrassedly said nothing.
"Perils of the warp.", Fhimra groaned, blood still gently pouring from her nose.
The paramedic team exchanged worried glances but attended to Fhimra after first scanning her with an air contaminant diagnostic device.
Fhimra was given medical tests and loaded naked onto a slave stretcher, strapped down so she couldn't move and covered with a sheet over her chest to preserve her modesty. Fhimra was then taken out the front door and loaded into a small narrow ambulance designed to fit down the main corridors of the ship.
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The emergency ward was filled with psykers, all having suffered the perils of the warp like Fhimra had, slave and free alike, weak and strong alike.
Fhimra was a slave so she was strapped down to her hospital stretcher with see through synthetic rubber straps with her arms against her sides unable to move, all the psykers who were slaves were strictly bound like this so that they couldn't move to prevent them from trying to escape. Fhimra had a catheter up her urethra to let her pee and a medical butt plug up her ass to prevent her from pooping when the medical staff didn't want her to.
Fhimra was covered by a sheet to cover her modesty but the sheet had been rolled up at the bottom to expose her bare feet. The basically naked Octavia was currently standing at the foot of the bed and dutifully stroking Fhimra's extremely ticklish feet with her fingertips, making Fhimra howl with laughter in her stretcher!
Fhimra felt terrible and weak, her head in terrible pain, but the tickling of her feet dominated her mind, taking her mind off her other miseries in a way that was sweet (albeit pitilessly sadistic). Fhimra could not stop laughing, she was just too ticklish to resist it.
Wendy and Lash were around the emergency ward somewhere, they knew what Octavia was doing to Fhimra and they had both sadistically done nothing to stop her, even going so far as to help Octavia tickle Fhimra's poor feet!
Fhimra was a tickle slave, but even for her constantly tickled existence this was utterly sadistic! (Fhimra was so submissive and tickle masochistic that she enjoyed her current cruelty but it was still really mean!)
Fhimra was strapped down immovably with straps on her wrists as well as wrapping her arms and body and legs, her ankles strapped tightly together so that she couldn't even kick her feet around. Even her head was strapped down in a tight head brace to keep her head completely still to help her brain heal. Fhimra couldn't move at all!
Fhimra squealed with endless laughter and desperately (coyly) begged for mercy, Octavia ignored every plea and just kept fiendishly tickling Fhimra's bare feet with a mischievous playful sadistic smile on her shockingly beautiful face.
Octavia was wearing only high heels and a completely see through bra, and not a thing else. She was so sexually attractive that it was nearly maddening, and her lust aura made her maddening sex appeal even more impossibly extreme. Fhimra was completely wet even with her splitting headache and weak injured state, Octavia tickling her was just too arousing to Fhimra to possibly stay dry.
Fhimra felt terrible but she greatly enjoyed it as Octavia mercilessly tickled her feet without break or pause, she was hideously aroused by her tickle torture at Octavia's hands. Fhimra basked in her pleasure with hysterical laughter, it was so bad but so SO good.
Fhimra just laughed and squirmed for a long time, unable to make Octavia stop and not wanting her to stop. Fhimra could barely see anything of her surroundings with her head strapped immobile in the head brace, she could only make out the top third of Octavia with her eyes from her position, she couldn't raise or even turn her face in any direction, only able to move her eyes to see. As a result Fhimra had an extremely limited picture of the room around her.
Mistress Wendy and Mistress Lash entered Fhimra's view down near her feet, and Fhimra's already badly tickled feet tingled with horrible anticipation of even worse tickling!
Octavia suddenly squealed with laughter and bodily flinched as the two dominatrices suddenly tickled her torso from each side with Octavia between the pair. Fhimra's feet stopped tickling for the first time in a long time as Octavia was distracted by her own tickling.
Fhimra's relief was short lived, all three women had soon ganged up together to focus all their hands on tickling Fhimra's insanely ticklish feet!
Fhimra could only howl with laughter and endure the brutally intense sensation, squirming futilely to escape her strict bondage with no success at all!
Fhimra coyly begged and pleaded for mercy from the three tickle sadists, going nuts with laughter but greatly enjoying this lesbian tickle domination like she always did. Fhimra's pussy was so wet with sexual excitement that her tampon was swollen up as big as a dick inside her!
"I came as soon as I heard the news! I'm here Fhimra!" The male voice of Draykesk exclaimed somewhere out of sight.
The badly laughing Fhimra noticed her military uniformed "boyfriend" enter her limited view flanked by several of his men. The three women stopped tickling Fhimra's feet and she stopped laughing moments before Draykesk bent down to passionately kiss her completely defenceless mouth.
Fhimra returned the kiss for the benefit of the men and Draykesk extended his kiss long to the point of awkwardness. Fhimra couldn't move her face at all and had little choice but to take his kiss.
The kiss finally broke and Draykesk stroked her hair affectionately with great gentleness.
"Why is she bound down like that?" One of Draykesk's men asked curiously.
"Because I am a slave. All the slaves are strapped down so we can't move to stop us escaping or something. I'm completely tied up with straps under this sheet." Fhimra grumpily explained.
"The head brace is to prevent any possible movement that might exacerbate a concussion." Mistress Wendy helpfully added with sensual sadism in her tone.
"What happened to Fhimra?" Draykesk asked seriously.
"Perils of the warp, and she is not alone. Khorne has done something to the local warp that causes automatic warp mishaps in any psyker who tries to access the warp for even a moment. Every psyker in the fleet is out of commission. We can't even get any astropath communications." Mistress Wendy gravely explained.
"I didn't even have any warning. The moment I accessed the warp I was hurled a few meters with blood coming out my nose, I puked blood and I think I nearly died. It was so painful but I was too stunned to even cry." Fhimra recounted from her bondage and head brace.
"If Fhimra is so sick and injured then why were the three of you tickling her feet when we arrived?!" Draykesk asked indignantly with protective anger for his girlfriend's well-being.
"Because she is my tickle slave. She gets tickled like that almost all day every day." Mistress Wendy replied sternly.
"She is seriously injured, Fhimra needs rest not torturous stimulation." Draykesk said warningly with a tone of military authority.
"I enjoyed getting tickled like that, I was loving it and I wanted to be tickled." Fhimra reassured to ease tensions.
"Is that so?"
Fhimra squealed with laughter as Draykesk squeezed her tummy through the sheet!
Fhimra bucked and thrashed and squirmed uselessly to free her hands and body to escape or defend herself, cackling hard with laughter as he relentlessly tickled the one spot for like ten seconds!
Fhimra humphed cutely from her immobile head brace, she could feel her massive J cup breasts being cupped and fondled through the sheet by Draykesk's hands. Fhimra was slightly chilled by the touch of this man when she was so completely defenceless, without her psychic powers Fhimra was completely defenceless right now against anything he chose to do to her!
Fhimra had no choice but to play her girlfriend role in front of the soldiers and she silently took this sexual assault against her breasts, pretending to consent.
Draykesk's hands disappeared under the sheets and Fhimra felt the skin of his hands all over her defenceless bare breasts!
Fhimra's skin crawled, she didn't enjoy this at all! Fhimra had not gone to space and become a tickle slave to get sexually assaulted by men against her will. She could feel the tight straps holding down her wrists and arms and body, she couldn't move.
Fhimra faked enjoyment as he molested her small fat nipples with his fingertips, he was softly pinching and twiddling them!
"Stop molesting my boobs when I can't even move!" Fhimra squealed in a carefully chosen playful adorable tone.
"I like that you can't move." Draykesk replied back equally playfully, just not leaving her girls alone!
"I thought you came to care for your poor injured girlfriend not cop a feel of my tits!" Fhimra adorably protested.
"I can do both." Draykesk playfully replied, not stopping.
"Excuse me Draykesk but Fhimra has asked you to stop. I take consent very seriously." Mistress Lash came to the rescue.
Draykesk hesitated, then removed his hands, going back to tickling Fhimra's tummy through the sheet maddeningly!
"Stop tickling me!" Fhimra squealed hysterically.
"You are so cute when you laugh." Draykesk chuckled, stopping the tickling to lean down and kiss the pissed off Fhimra again.
"Be nice to me, I'm badly injured." Fhimra said adorably in a tone designed to make her sound endearing to men.
"I thought you liked being tickled?" Draykesk replied fondly, tickling around her defenceless immobile bare neck making her squeal with ticklish laughter.
"I like it but PLEASE just be nice to me, I can't move at all in this thing. Please have mercy on me and just be sweet to me." Fhimra begged.
Draykesk kissed her lips again and nodded indulgently, stroking her hair soothingly.
Fhimra felt incredibly vulnerable and exposed in her bondage and head brace, she felt small and scared. Draykesk was taking sexual advantage of her YET AGAIN when she was at her most vulnerable!
"I have a medical butt plug up my ass to stop me pooping until how ever many days it takes the doctors and nurses to let me out of this thing. I have a catheter up my urethra to pee, and I currently have a badly soiled tampon in my pussy that desperately needs to be changed. Please don't make it even worse for me Draykesk." Fhimra begged pitifully.
"I will change your tampon for you." Draykesk said immediately, taking only THIS from what she had just said!
"Actually *I* will change her tampon. You are a man and won't do it properly, it needs a woman's touch." Mistress Lash intervened before Fhimra could get vaginally violated by this man.
Mistress Lash pulled up the sheet to expose Fhimra's stripy clean shaven vagina as soldiers gawked in awe at Fhimra's private parts!
"Can all you men kindly FUCK OFF and stop looking at MY VAGINA!" Fhimra snapped in indignant outrage at the soldiers who were not even her 'boyfriend'.
The men apologised immediately and left Fhimra's cone of view to give her some privacy as Mistress Lash pulled out the huge swollen soggy tampon and put in a new one expertly through Fhimra's thigh gap. The sheet was pulled back down to Fhimra's ankles, making a point of keeping Fhimra's ticklish feet completely bare and uncovered…
Fhimra glared angrily up at the ceiling, feeling very pissed off, she fucking hated these sort of men.
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