Sisters in slavery: book two of the Women of the Night Lords series.
Chapter 1A
The planet Beta Kappa Rwanda 5 was a dead world in the Segmentum Solar, stripped of all oceans, atmosphere and biomass by Tyranid hive fleet Leviathan. It had been an extremely mineral rich imperial mining world and the Tyranids had helpfully left most of the mineral resources behind.
The scored surface of Beta Kappa Rwanda 5 was now crawling with miserable slaves in space suits, mining the abundant mineral wealth for their brutal masters, the Night Lords Chaos Space Marines.
High up in orbit sat a massive fleet of over 100 ships, all captured or constructed by the Night Lords over the last 10,000 years. In one of these ships a naked woman was currently looking out the window.
Octavia Sevenson nee Antony looked out of the thick glass window at the dirty brown grey planet far below. Octavia felt strong arms encircle her waist from behind and she leaned back into the warm cuddle of her owner, Talon Lash Sevenson. The muscular lesbian kissed Octavia's neck from behind making her moan.
Octavia was a sex slave, her only duty in life was to sexually satisfy her owner. Octavia had been a slave for 3 years now since the dreadful day that the piratical Night Lords Chaos Space Marines had abducted her from her tiny village at gun point, and had changed hands between 3 different owners in that time.
Her owners had invested millions of dollars worth of cosmetic surgery into her body to the point where her dead parents wouldn't recognise her anymore. She was now so beautiful! She had been she thought average beauty before, but now she looked like a photographically shopped porn star. Her physical proportions were completely unnatural and her face had been changed almost completely into a perfectly symmetrical face specifically designed to excite lust.
Octavia had endured rape, torture, psychic possession, pregnancy and many other things during the last 3 years and her life now mostly revolved around having sex.
Octavia was very very good at having sex, especially fetish sex. Octavia was a masochist, a submissive, and most especially she had an extreme fetish for being tickled. Octavia had won championships in the popular kinky sadistic sport of slave tickling and had a cabinet full of awards. Octavia was so very proud of her awards!
Octavia turned around in her owner's cuddle and kissed her lovingly. Talon passionately returned the kiss and the pair made out for several long minutes.
Octavia expertly kissed her owner just the way she liked, and slipped a hand inside her owner's panties. The burly lesbian groaned with pleasure at Octavia's experienced touch and Octavia giggled with delight.
Octavia took great pride in her prowess as a sex slave, or bed slave as the inhabitants of this fleet called such slaves. Octavia could excite Owner Talon with a single flick of her hips and put in the extra mile to constantly improve her techniques of pleasure and seduction.
Octavia skilfully satisfied her owner and gave warm post coital kisses and cuddles. Her owner was putty in her hands, completely bewitched by Octavia's charms and touch.
Talon was panting heavily, her large cosmetically altered breasts rising and falling over her athletic hard muscled chest. Octavia traced a finger over Talon's washboard abs.
"That tickles", Talon giggled in her deep strong but still female sounding voice.
Octavia giggled mischievously and deliberately tried to tickle her owner's belly. Talon returned fire with tickles of her own and they were soon having a tickle war and giggling like lunatics. Octavia got aroused, her tickling fetish woken up and she was soon passionately kissing her owner once more.
"I love you so fucking much", Talon exclaimed passionately to Octavia who smiled and said, "Oh Talon, I love you so much too".
And it was true, Octavia did love Talon. Octavia was one of those damnably lucky few bed slaves who actually did love the owner that fucked them every day. Octavia was the sort of slave that the other slaves hated, she was a slave who actually had a wonderful time being a slave! Octavia not only had a wonderful time but she was also a loyalist pro slavery slave, and to other slaves this was unforgivable!
Octavia came from a culture where being a slave was considered a noble profession and a huge honour. Slaves in her culture considered their owners to be the closest form of family, a cross between a parent and a spouse and a head of household all rolled into one. Octavia was utterly loyal to her owner and would die for her!
Octavia's intense loyalty had not gone unnoticed and her massive price to buy her reflected the fact that she would gladly take a bullet for whoever owned her. Octavia had even been offered freedom in gratitude for her service repeatedly over the past year and had violently refused it!
"I want to be your's forever owner! Forever and ever your slave", Octavia told Talon passionately.
"Are you sure? The offer of freedom still stands, freedom is yours anytime you want, you have certainly earned it", Talon said tenderly.
"No no! Not if you drag me kicking and screaming! I refuse to be free, I never want to leave you", Octavia said sternly.
"You don't have to leave me, you can still live in my home as my girlfriend. You must know that you are always welcome here", Talon soothed
Octavia felt waves of pleasure flow through her at these sweet words, "oh Talon, you are melting my heart so much! I fucking love you Owner, you are the best owner a slave could have! I'm all yours! I'm your slave WILLINGLY! If you value freedom so much then give me the freedom to stay a slave forever!"
A sudden sound of weeping rage interrupted the two lovers. One of the attendant slaves had broken down into angry tears. The pair looked at the weeping woman in irritation, she had just interrupted a tender moment!
The attendant slaves were supposed to stand or sit quietly at attention and await the whim of their owners, this slave was being SO unprofessional! She should take more pride in her work!
"What's wrong, why are you upset", Octavia asked the slave gently. Octavia thought that maybe the slave had just been dumped by her boyfriend or something?
The attendant slave wailed and said, "you just refused freedom! I would pay any price to be free and you just throw it away like some worthless thing! Do you have any idea how much I want what you just refused so casually!"
Octavia felt bad and said, "well feel free to take my offer of freedom, I don't want it".
The young woman wept louder and begged Talon to grant her freedom. Talon's romantic tender face suddenly changed and she looked vicious and cruel. Talon looked into those pleading eyes and said, "no fucking way, get out, you loose your food privileges for the next 12 hours! If you ever pull this shit again then you will get 10 lashes!"
The woman fled the room in tears. Talon looked at all the other attendant slaves in the room. "Anyone else feeling dissatisfied being one of my slaves?"
The slaves all shook their heads furiously and cowered in fear. They all desperately proclaimed their loyalty to Talon.
"You fucking liars! I swear that slaves these days are a bunch of fucking ingrates!", Talon began to say
"Hey! I'm not an ingrate!", Octavia protested.
Talon's face became soft again and she told Octavia that of course she was different from those other scum. Octavia flushed with pleasure and kissed Talon passionately. Talon quickly forgot about abusing the slaves, finding Octavia's tongue in her mouth to be much more interesting.
***...
The slaves watched apprehensively as the spoilt bed slave distracted their terrifying owner. Owner Talon was one of the worst creatures they had ever had the misfortune of encountering!
The slaves secretly called Talon "Bull Dyke" or sometimes the even more offensive nickname "Man-Woman". The steroid abusing lesbian was muscled like some great ape and was butch as fuck! Repeated plastic surgery was fighting a losing battle to maintain her femininity.
Photos showed that she had once been an extremely beautiful woman, but those days were over now! Her face of course was still attractive, but the rest of her looked like a body builder's sex dream! The crew cut hair style was particularly unappealing to the male slaves.
The male attendant slaves might have no sexual interest in the bull dyke, but they were all getting embarrassing erections over the bed slave Octavia! Fuck she was gorgeous! She was one of the most beautiful women any of them had ever seen! Damn those tits were fucking HUGE!
The men all desperately desired nothing more than to flip Octavia over and start boning her! Forcing them to watch this beauty have sex all day was both heaven and hell at the same time! They would all be beating their dicks tonight, that was for damn sure!
Octavia had luscious long brown curly hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall, ending just above her spankably yummy ass. She had not a whiff of hair on her entire body below her head and her pale skin was so flawlessly smooth and perfect that it invited the hand to stroke it!
This girl almost never wore anything more modest than skimpy lingerie and she was currently completely stark naked! The young woman was currently making the hottest sex noises!
The men looked at Bull Dyke and then glanced at each other, having a non verbal conversation with each other. Was Bull Dyke distracted enough yet?
The men silently agreed that Bull Dyke was sufficiently distracted by Octavia and they started to very discretely put their hands in their underpants and started masturbating over Octavia. This was a dangerous business if Talon noticed, but heavenly wonderful if she didn't notice!
It was by far the best perk of their jobs to have these sneaky wanks over the live lesbian sex.
Octavia's sex noises sounded so wonderful and it helped the men along. They were very careful to make no sudden movements that would attract attention, the trick was to ease it along with gentle slow strokes. The men got closer and closer until orgasms hit them like tidal waves. They all came in absolute silence and then discretely removed their hands from their underwear.
The female attendant slaves all looked at the men with silent judgement, but the slaves had too much loyalty to each other to tattle. Each other was all the slaves had. At worst the men had only ensured that none of the female attendant slaves would ever date them during their rest periods.
It was currently a very dangerous time to be a slave. If a slave wasn't Octavia herself then they were all treated with hostility and suspicion. It was all the damn freedom activists fault!
Over the last year there had been multiple successful assassinations of slave owners by their own slaves, and now everyone suspected their slaves of a plot! Bull Dyke had been so paranoid about her family's safety that she had taken enough steroids to out muscle a fucking gorilla!
The steroids had made her already volatile temper a hundred times worse and she was an absolute terror to the slaves! She beat them completely at random and viciously punished the slightest fault completely on a whim. Even the strongest of the men had been overpowered by the massive angry lesbian!
Every one of the men had personally had their asses badly kicked by Talon at least once a week ever since she got them and she scared the willies out of all of them. She suspected everyone of her slaves except Octavia of wanting to murder her family!
The slaves watched as Bull Dyke made passionate sex with Octavia. The slaves also looked out the window at the planet below or at the stars. They were getting really bored! They stared in vague interest at Octavia's crumpled up g string on the floor.
Finally a phone call to Talon's portable Vox phone broke the boredom. Owner Wendy was just leaving work to go home. Talon quickly got up and dressed in terrifying dominatrix leathers and selected a whip for Wendy's backside. The men were disappointed when Octavia put her lingerie back on and got up off the softly padded floor.
A few minutes later Owner Wendy arrived home, accompanied by armed soldiers and wearing a portable force field generator. Wendy was wearing smart business robes from being at work and looked professional and competent.
Owner Wendy was the Chaos Space Marine Lord's sister and the daughter of the Daemon Princess who ruled the fleet. This made Wendy extremely rich and powerful and she worked in the highly sought after job of fleet admin executive.
She was the polar opposite of the burly Talon, petite, soft, gentle and highly feminine. Wendy was an extremely submissive masochist with extreme fantasies involving pain, domination and humiliation. Wendy was Talon's wife and was about as strictly lesbian as it was possible for a woman to be.
Wendy turned off her force field and bowed down on the floor before Talon in submissive worship. Talon said degrading things to Wendy and beat her with the whip she had picked out. This was the two wives preferred relationship dynamic.
Octavia in turn bowed down to Wendy submissively and greeted her. Talon made Wendy and Octavia make out on the floor and it was so fucking hot! Talon dominated both women for a while before giving Octavia free time and forcing Wendy to do all the chores in other rooms as she whipped her.
The male attendants quietly moved in Octavia's direction, seizing their chance to flirt with her and ask her out on a date. Unlike the lesbian owners, Octavia was completely bisexual and had had a serious boyfriend in the past in her free time.
The men approached Octavia and started the delicate process of trying to chat her up. Octavia smiled sweetly at them and chatted happily about the random bullshit she was interested in. The men smiled and gathered around her, enjoying her proximity.
The men found excuses to touch her skin and it was wonderfully soft! She was not making any signs of minding the innocent touching and even went so far as to hug some of the men who praised her. The men started fishing for hugs and wondered if they could get a kiss.
One man got too excited with a hug and pressed his erection up against her. She noticed it instantly and shifted awkwardly. The owner of the erection threw caution to the wind and blurted out, "Octavia will you please go out with me?"
She smiled sweetly and said, "oh bless you honey, you are really sweet but I am all sexed out already. I don't know if I have the energy to take another lover. I'm happy to spend time with you as a friend but I really need my time off to be non sexual".
The man nodded sadly but didn't let go of the hug and continued rubbing his erection against her. She tried in vain to wiggle out of his grip before saying, "ew why is the front wet? Did you just pee on me!?"
The man was shocked enough to let go and looked down at his crotch. He had semen soaking the front of his uniform pants!
"Oh bless you, you really find me THAT attractive? Ok, you get ONE date, tomorrow during my time off, but you can't get me pregnant or Owner Talon will castrate you as punishment", Octavia said with a sigh.
"Oh thank you, thank you, you are an angel, thank you so much", the slave said excitedly.
"What's your name by the way", Octavia asked him.
The man's face fell slightly before he said, "Tony May"
"You mean Tony Sevenson? We take the last name of our owners remember", Octavia corrected him.
Tony nodded sadly.
***...
Candy Honey Johnson excitedly rang the door bell of Wendy and Talon's apartment, ready for her girls night out with her best friend Octavia. A slave identified her as being on the guest list and allowed her inside.
Candy found Octavia waiting for her in the foyer and the two of them made high pitched squeals of excitement and hugged and kissed in greeting. They both talked at the same time not hearing each other in their excitement.
Candy was not a slave, she was just a low ranking free crew member who had formerly been Octavia's roommate when her second owner hadn't given her a place to sleep each night. Octavia had been homeless, sleeping on the floor of a corridor when Candy met her. Candy had taken pity on Octavia and had let her crash with her.
That was almost 3 years ago now and things had changed a lot since Octavia had seduced Talon into buying her from her second owner. Talon took far better care of Octavia then any of her past owners.
Candy was unemployed thanks to slaves taking away her role, and Candy resented the slaves who had taken her job. Candy had formerly had a career as a cleaner, paid to keep the space ship clean until the damn slaves were put to work cleaning the ship without pay!
Candy instead mostly mooched off other people to pay her bills now, mainly Octavia. Candy was technically a housewife but her female spouse worked extremely long hours and Candy got lonely. They did have two babies back home, but they were icky things that cried a lot and Candy left most of the mothering to her handful of slaves that she had managed to acquire for free during a massive clearance.
Octavia was very very good at extracting pocket money from her rich owner and some of her shopping trips were legendary. Octavia was still famous for the time that a clothes shop had to close because Octavia bought it's entire stock in a single shopping trip!
Octavia was wearing a $10,000 dress and equally expensive shoes and accessories, and her designer shoulder purse was visibly bulging with money. Her cleavage was visibly stuffed with cash, stuffed into her bra by Talon. Talon was very fond of stuffing spending money into intimate places on Octavia's person.
Candy was wearing a $5000 dress that Octavia had bought her as a present and $2000 shoes and accessories. Octavia opened her bulging purse and handed Candy a massive handful of money. Candy slipped the money safely in her bra, thanking Octavia for her generosity. This money was enough to pay all the bills for the next few months!
Octavia excitedly told Candy that one of the male slaves was going on a date with her tomorrow and Candy made a high pitched unintelligible sound of happy excitement. Candy asked for every single detail and couldn't stop giggling.
Candy insisted on meeting this "Tony" and forcibly dragged Octavia by the arm to find him. He proved difficult to find until they checked the slave sleeping quarters and found him masturbating frantically.
The man cried out in shock and embarrassment and frantically covered himself. Candy ignored the man's embarrassment and plopped herself down on the bed and bombarded the man with questions. The man seemed annoyingly disinclined to answer.
"I'm SO sorry about this", Candy heard Octavia say from behind her and Candy was physically dragged out of the room by Octavia.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? The poor man was just about dead from embarrassment!" Octavia scolded her.
They then both exploded into laughter. They would be laughing about this all night!
They left the apartment accompanied by armed guards and giggled and gossiped all the way to the shopping mall on deck 47, followed by 10 miserable looking female slaves who would carry all the shopping and attend to Octavia's slightest whim.
Octavia and Candy had once been beaten up by attendant slaves during a shopping trip and ever since then Talon had been very careful to excessively beat all of Octavia's personal attendants until they were too brutalised to have enough spirit left to fight.
***...
Handmaiden slave Tina followed behind the detestable Octavia in utter misery, gingerly rubbing the bruises and contusions all over her body.
Tina HATED Octavia, hated her more than she even hated her cruel owners, and she despised her owners deeply! The spoilt cow was absolutely repellent!
Tina got beaten up no matter what she did, while Octavia was offered everything from piles of money to fucking freedom just for being a total fucking whore! It was utterly unjust and unfair!
What made it so bad was Octavia's attitude. She was not "one of us", she was very firmly wedged up her owner's backside, and up every other hole as well. She wasn't just a brown nose but a PROUD brown nose! Her values about slavery were not only insane, they were absolutely detestable!
If Octavia gave Tina one more lecture about the importance of taking pride in being a good slave Tina was sure that she would scream!
And now Tina had to carry all of Octavia's shit on yet another extravagant shopping spree! The spoilt bitch hadn't even bothered to remember Tina's name yet!
Tina hadn't asked for ANY of this and she didn't deserve it. She had been quietly minding her own business fleeing for her life as a displaced refugee when the Night Lords had stormed her refugee camp and abducted her at gun point.
Slavery was already utterly evil, but enslaving REFUGEES was pretty fucking low even by the standards of slavery! Tina knew that she would die in this terrible place, she had accepted this fact, but she didn't want, no she couldn't, put up with a spoilt entitled lapdog telling her how wonderful slavery was!
Tina was especially upset this evening because she had just learned that Octavia had now stolen Tina's boyfriend Tony! Just when Tina thought that she couldn't possibly hate Octavia anymore than she already did, Octavia never ceased to surprise her! The woman had turned pissing Tina off into an art form!
Tina shook with hate as she heard the slut and her slut friend giggling about what Octavia was going to do with Tony. The vile skank was buying condoms for the date! To add insult to injury Tina was then made to carry the fucking condoms!
The sluts went shopping for a shamelessly slutty outfit for Octavia to wear on the date and Tina felt her hatred grow and grow. The slut friend Candy tried to get Octavia to buy underwear just for the date, and Tina shook with anger. Octavia boldly proclaimed that she wouldn't be WEARING underwear on the date and Tina almost snapped!
This was just so cruel! Why was Tina's life like this? She was not a bad person, she had never hurt anyone. Why was the universe being so cruel to her! All she had to look forward to tonight was a beating followed by a bitter break up with Tony, and that was the best possible she could look forward to. Maybe it would be a lot worse and Owner Talon would finally succeed in beating Tina to death!
Fuck Tony! She hoped that whore gave him AIDS! He was a fucking pig of a man! 2 fucking months that swine had shared her bed! Curse him! Of all the girls to cheat on her with, why did it have to be with her arch enemy!?
Tina was grieving and felt a new level of misery. It just wasn't fair...
Tina was so busy feeling sorry for herself that she didn't notice that the slut friend was looking at her. Tina didn't have time to change her face before it was noticed.
"Cheer up sad sack, we will buy you something too, what would you like", Candy said cheerfully.
Tina considered what to say but shrugged and decided to tell the truth, fuck it, she would be beaten either way.
"I would very much like you to get me a new boyfriend to replace the one Octavia just stole, Tony and I have been dating for the last two months", Tina said bitterly.
Candy blinked, processing these words before they sank in, "oh, you mean? Oh, oh no... Umm Octavia can you come here please it's important!"
Octavia came over looking curious, and Tina glared at Octavia with every ounce of her hatred. Octavia physically recoiled from Tina's glare and protested.
Candy quickly intervened before Octavia could have Tina shot, "Octavia wait, she's within her rights to be angry, you are dating her boyfriend!"
Octavia paused and processed this information.
"Oh you mean Tony is?"
"Yes, he's been her boyfriend for the past 2 months"
"Oh... OH! Oh you poor thing! Oh fuck I didn't know! He was the one who asked me out! Oh sweetie I'm so sorry!" Octavia told Tina.
Tina goggled at Octavia, flabbergasted by her bizarre blue and orange morality! Tina gets enslaved - Octavia shows no sympathy, Tina gets daily beatings no matter how well she behaves - Octavia shows no sympathy, Tina's boyfriend asks out another woman - Octavia is falling all over herself with sympathy! It was just fucking bizarre!
Tina saw an opportunity to perhaps escape a beating tonight. Having Octavia feeling sympathetic for Tina was her best chance of not getting her ass kicked for the next few days! Tina desperately played the jealous girlfriend card for all it was worth.
Tina held up the box of condoms and waved them around dangerously, "I'm sure these will feel great as you are riding my boyfriend's cock! With your slutty dress and your no underwear! You fucking whore!"
Octavia looked guilty and mortified, "Oh sweetie I'm so sorry, really I feel so bad for you! You have every right to feel angry, I am so SO sorry that this happened to you!"
"No you're not, you don't give a single fuck about me! Two lovers aren't enough for you, you want more!" Tina spat, seeing that this was working.
"How can I make this right? Is there nothing I can do", Octavia asked desperately.
Tina paused and then carefully said, "I need to break up with Tony tonight and I need a few days at least to get over my grief. I can't do that properly with all the beatings I get each day. Can I please have a few days break from my beatings"
Octavia enthusiastically agreed, "yes sweetie of course you can! You need some time to get over that pig! Is two weeks enough? No let's make it 3! What's your name by the way?"
"My name is Tina for the tenth time! Ok, 3 weeks might be enough, I will try to forgive you", Tina said.
Octavia nodded and pulled out her portable Vox phone and rang up Owner Talon. Some seductive begging and sexual promises later and suddenly Octavia had with a 5 minute phone call given Tina 3 blessed weeks without beatings!
Tina still hated her however...