Women of the Night Lords
Chapter 1
Aboard the chaos strike cruiser "crucible of starvation" a woman named MA7 stalked a corridor looking for her husband, a chaos space marine named brother Nathan, or just Nathan to her. MA7 was a mass of scars and mutilated flesh with only her face and breasts relatively free of scars and mutilation. Her most striking feature was her lack of arms, with what remained of her mutilated arms raised up and permanently fused together behind her head. Long ago she had learned to use her feet in place of hands and got by pretty well all things considered. Her past was a nightmare of rape, torture and starvation. The only thing that had saved her was her beloved Nathan who alone in the entire universe had shown pity to her.
MA7 had been born on the imperial slavery world of Wsuioo, one of the worst places in the entire universe to be born a woman. Her complete name was a 30 digit serial code of letters and numbers but was always shortened to MA7, the first three digits of her code. Selectively bred for beauty and given extensive plastic surgery to make her more attractive to men, she had lived a life that alternated between forced labor, starvation, torture and rape (with rape being a coveted privilege that the women competed for because they got extra food when raped).
For 60 horrible years she lived a nightmare existence of constant hunger and pain, kept from physically ageing past her late teens by rejuvenation drugs but feeling every day of her 60 years in her tortured mind.
Every day she was worked almost to death in a munitions factory making bullets for the military that kept her enslaved and then revived with drugs to work again the next day.
At 60 she was considered too old to be of use and the soldiers were in the process of starving her to death (while still working her to death) on the day she was stolen from that terrible factory.
On that fateful night she had been asleep when the Night Lords came. She had awoken to the sounds of deafening gunfire, defenceless and naked with her arms chained behind her head in the usual way of Wsuian slaves during sleep periods. Her and her fellow slaves listened terrified to the sounds and screams outside the door of their locked slave cell as the factory guards were gunned down with military precision. The silence that followed was ominous. Without warning the cell door had been ripped off it's hinges and tossed aside and giants in dark power armour had entered. A teleport device had been locked around each woman's neck and the next thing they all knew was a bright magenta light and terrible pain.
They rematerialised aboard a chaos ship in orbit and her life briefly became an even worse nightmare. The night lords never bothered to remove her restraints and she was never again able to use her arms. Her new life consisted of constant rape and torture without food. Her body was cut all over with knives, her hands were deliberately crushed and then torn off, and what remained the bones in her forearms were shattered into thousands of pieces.
Eventually her starving body was truly dying and she was discarded into a hallway bleeding to death to be eaten by maggots. It was then at this lowest point in her life that her rescuer came. Her beloved Nathan.
At the time Nathan had been only 14 years old and was undergoing his space marine transformation. With the gene seed organs acting upon his body he was already the size of a massive man. He had walked down the corridor and seen her bleeding to death and still had enough humanity inside him at this early stage of his biological remaking to take pity on her. He staunched her bleeding and carried her away in his arms to his personal bunk. He washed her clean, cleaned her wounds and stitched her cuts closed. With permission from his superiors (who couldn't honestly care less) he claimed her as his own and branded her as his personal property.
For weeks he tenderly cared for her and nursed her back from the brink of death to full health. He welded iron bands and plate steel around the remains of her forearms behind her head, bracing them forever and stopping her constant pain of the bones rubbing together with every slight movement. He fed her, groomed her and shared his bunk with her but didn't rape her like other men did. He became to her a solid rock of kindness in an ocean of cruelty. She came to associate Nathan with safety and became agitated whenever he left her presence.
For his part in the early days Nathan still had some shreds of humanity left, with the soul destroying transformation of the night lords gene seed not yet having turned him into the psychopath he would later become. At first he saw her as a pet to keep him company as he endured the pain and suffering of his gene seed induced transformation, hugging and petting MA7 to calm himself and desiring a pet to keep his cold bunk bed warm as he slept. She didn't understand a word of his language and he didn't understand a word of hers and usually in those early days just referred to her as "hey you".
As soon as she was fully recovered she started following him everywhere he went like a shadow, dreading to be separated from him for even a moment. She would watch from the side lines as he trained each day and return to him enthusiastically as soon as the training was over. She was terrified of every other person on the ship but for their part they completely ignored her and referred to her as Nathan's pet (on the rare occasions that they even took any notice of her at all).
It is not clear exactly when it started but over time Nathan and MA7 gradually became a romantic couple. It became a common sight for other night lords to encounter Nathan making out with MA7 in the hallways between training. The relationship was mostly ignored by disinterested onlookers at least at first.
MA7 had slowly started to learn Nathan's language and took great pleasure in proclaiming her love for him in the language of the night lords. They spent many hours talking to each other long into every night, learning everything about each other and confiding in each other. Nathan over the years grew into a vicious and psychotic chaos space marine but though he was cruel and heartless to others he retained a gentle soft spot for MA7 mostly out of past habit and because she always pleased him. On her part MA7 was completely devoted to Nathan and frantically and addictively loved him. He was her whole world and she would do anything for him. She became obsessed with being beautiful for him and pleasing him. She used every opportunity to obtain the Wsuian rejuvenation drugs to preserve her physical youth and to try to make her mutilated body more beautiful. She wore no clothes at all whenever he was around, terrified of any other woman catching his eyes and going to ever more extreme lengths to keep him as satisfied with her as possible.
MA7 shivered as she remembered those days long ago. She had been so afraid all the time of losing Nathan. In the end this terror had driven her to give her soul to the chaos pleasure God Slanesh in return for him making her as desirable as possible to Nathan. Under Slanesh's influence she had become ever more evil in her obsession with Nathan.
There had been other girls once Nathan grew up into a full night lord battle brother, new female slaves that he had captured as the spoils of war. But with the help of Slanesh MA7 easily outperformed all of these women in bed each night, broking no rivals and making Nathan bored with them all in comparison. She had taken great pleasure when Nathan had personally strangled all of them to death in front of her for being too boring and she had him all to herself once more. Slanesh had rewarded her with a bright pink mark of Slanesh above her left ass cheek for this evil act.
MA7 had finally come to the attention of the entire chapter of the local night lords warband one night at a great feast. Here with the entire warband gathered together in one great hall for a massive feast he had walked her right out in front of them all, dropped down to one knee before her and asked her if she would marry him. She had wept happy tears and said yes instantly without a moments hesitation to the very mild interest of the assembled warband.
The warband had never had a wedding before in its entire history so the event became mildly interesting to the normally indifferent chaos space marines. A date for the wedding was set and some of the warband even said that they might bother to turn up to see it. The captain of the strike cruiser was not a space marine and had formerly been the captain of a pirate vessel and had performed weddings before for members of the human crew and he agreed to perform the ceremony.
On the actual day of the wedding the warband had nothing much else interesting happening that day so despite the lack of commitment almost the entire warband showed up to view this once in history event. The ceremony had been poorly planned but to MA7 it was absolutely perfect. Her dress had originally belonged to a slave who had it stolen for the wedding. It was a plain white casual dress that the slave had happened to be wearing on the day she was kidnapped and she was left shivering in her underwear and never got the dress back again. The ring was likewise stolen from a female slave. The ring had been stuck on due to her fingers swelling up years ago so the night lords had simply cut off her finger to get the beautiful diamond ring. MA7 didn't have any fingers to put the ring on so Nathan simply welded the ring to the iron bands that enclosed the remains of her mutilated arms. Her arms had mutated and fused permanently together around the same time as she had received her mark of Slanesh so Nathan had never bothered to remove the iron brace.
It had been the happiest moment of her life when the captain had pronounced them husband and wife. She had long ago learned to cover her lips and face with acid neutralising make up to prevent getting acid burns from his acidic saliva whenever they kissed so he could kiss his bride at the ceremony without giving her acid burns.
MA7 smiled at this memory and hurried faster down the corridor looking for Nathan. She saw two night lords up ahead and hurried to them hopeful that one of them was Nathan. The pair of armoured giants turned towards her at her approach and regarded her.
"Hello Mother" the pair said in unison, visibly happy to see her.
"Hello Luke, hello Bradley" she said two her two sons whom she recognised by their voices, "do you know where your father is?"
The pairs body language became more hostile at the mention of their abusive psychopath father.
"Mother Fucker is in firing range B" Luke said hatefully and MA7 smiled gratefully in thanks. Both chaos marines gave their mother a loving hug before she left and as always Luke couldn't resist tickling his armless mother as he hugged her, making her squirm and laugh before releasing her. He was always mischievous like that but he adored his mother.
MA7 continued down the corridor towards firing range B, thinking about her children.
Over the past 300 years since Nathan married her MA7 had born him scores of children. She had originally been unable to conceive, having had her ovaries sterilised back on Wsuioo before she reached puberty. On Wsuioo only dedicated breeding slaves had all the babies and all other women were sterilised to prevent any unauthorised breeding. For one of their early wedding anniversaries Nathan had given her a working pair of ovaries, brutally ripped out of a genetically similar slave. She had been ecstatic with joy when the warband apothecary had transplanted the new ovaries into her, and even more happy when she experienced her first ever menstrual cycle.
In the early years she was pregnant all the time, never wanting any form of contraception. She had been delighted to feel Nathan's offspring growing inside her belly and blissfully happy suckling Nathan's babies at her breasts, holding them awkwardly with her feet until Nathan convinced her to accept slaves to help hold them.
She had been an absolutely doting mother, obsessed with her children as they all came from Nathan and never punishing them for anything. Her children adored her, as she was always loving and warm towards all of them and gentle as a lamb. Her many sons had all became chaos space marines and her daughters had mostly become the wives and girlfriends of various human members of the crew. These men lived in terror of their brothers-in-law and were regularly murdered by MA7's sons if they showed any signs of domestic violence or being unfaithful to their sisters.
While her children all held her in the highest regard they universally despised their father Nathan. Nathan was an abusive violent psychopath to his children and only MA7 was spared from his domestic abuse. He screamed at his cowering children and beat them at least once a week. He was so bad that most of his children only survived to adulthood because MA7 always intervened and talked Nathan out of killing them. Not wanting to upset his beloved wife, Nathan usually stayed his hand and had only beaten a few of his children to death.
When the sons became space marines they would in turn gang up on Nathan and beat him to a pulp. Not wanting to upset their mother, they would always stop short of killing Nathan. Over time she had borne so many sons that Nathan was in real danger and MA7 had called a ceasefire and begged her sons to spare Nathan's life. As a group a peaceful solution had been reached. Her sons demanded that Nathan not be allowed access to any of his non space marine children without at least two of the adult sons present to ensure that he could not abuse their defenceless siblings. MA7 was allowed unrestricted access to all her children but had to keep them in a different apartment from Nathan. MA7's adult daughters agreed to help with the childcare and to mind the apartment with the children whenever MA7 wasn't there.
For their part her sons agreed to stop giving Nathan daily beatings, promise not to murder him and to be "civil" to him. They also agreed to do what they could to keep him alive in combat and treat him like any other fellow soldier. With a gun literally held to his head Nathan agreed to these terms and a strained peace ensued.
Nathan became largely a pariah in his own warband and completely dependent upon his wife for his continued survival. At a word MA7 could have her sons gleefully murder Nathan and she held his life completely in her hands. Luckily for Nathan she was completely and totally in love with him as always and the thought of being without him was unthinkable to her. Her sons mostly did not deliberately go out of their way to harm Nathan anymore and they did maintain the an attitude of "not quite civil" when talking to him or about him. They had a number of insulting nicknames for Nathan with "Mother Fucker" being by far the most popular and making everyone except MA7 laugh.
MA7 wished that they could be nicer to Nathan but had come to accept this state of affairs. She desperately loved Nathan and she devotedly loved her children and grandchildren. As long as they could all refrain from murder and violence towards each other she was happy.
MA7 had never intended to have this power shift. She had always remained a devoted wife and mother with no ambition of any kind beyond the happiness and wellbeing of her family. She had squeezed out kids at a prodigious rate in the first century of her marriage and her adult daughters had given birth to children of their own and those children had given birth to more children. Before she knew it she had close to 70 sons, grandsons and great grandsons. She loved all of these children with great warmth and gentleness, blissfully ignorant of her growing power as more and more of these boys grew up to become space marines. Somehow without meaning to she became matriarch of almost an entire company of night lords chaos space marines.
At a word she could have people murdered or spared, at a suggestion she could cause settlements to be raided and cities nuked from orbit. Anyone who harmed or disrespected her faced deadly wrath from her many progeny. On the ship slaves grovelled before her in terror, fearing the wrath of her sons. The worship of Slanesh became very popular among the human crew members in an attempt to suck up to her and even the chaos marines related to her would occasionally sacrifice human victims to Slanesh on behalf of MA7.
MA7 rushed to firing range B. She didn't want power. All she wanted was her beloved Nathan.
Entering firing range B she finally found him, firing live rounds into the bodies of prisoners of war chained to a far wall, the bodies blowing apart as the bolter rounds exploded inside their bodies a split second after penetration. Nathan was tall and majestic in his dark blue power armour. His look was only slightly diminished by the words "MOTHER FUCKER" crudely carved into every inch of his power armour, presumably done by some of her sons to mock him. No matter how often he repaired this sort of vandalism to his war gear, the sons would simply repeat the insulting graffiti, often holding him down while carving the words. After a while Nathan had just given up repairing the constant vandalism and resigned to the fact that his armour would forever insult him.
Nathan was training with his squad doing morning firing rites. The company had deliberately made him the lowest member of the squad to insult him and his squad Sargent and two other squad members alone was not directly related to him. Every other member of the squad was either his son, grandson or great grandson. His great grandsons were distant enough from him to be merely indifferent towards him but his grandsons and especially his sons openly despised him. The Sargent and the two other non related squad members did not dislike Nathan, but their self preservation interests prevented them from doing much to protect him from the vast majority of the company who were related to him.
For his part Nathan had his own subtle ways of getting back at his offspring without risking violent retaliation. By far his favourite method was to perform unnecessarily graphic acts of public affection on their mother in front of them. This always made his sons sick but they could not really object to him being affectionate to his own wife (who enthusiastically enjoyed these acts), and certainly couldn't attack him with MA7 present without upsetting her.
MA7 patiently waited for the morning firing rite to finish, admiring the marksmanship of Nathan and her sons and grandsons. Hundreds of prisoners of war were blasted into bloody rags of flesh by the bolter rounds, with new prisoners being chained to the wall every few minutes to replace those that had died. By the end the far end of the firing range floor was covered in a thick mattress of minced flesh and body parts. The company would need to raid an imperial planet again soon to get more prisoners at this rate.
When the firing exercise was completed MA7 rushed out to the firing line towards Nathan, happily shouting "HUSBAND" at the top of her lungs and jubilant to see him. He shouted back "BELOVED" and spread his arms wide to catch her in a loving embrace. MA7 leaped into his arms and frantically kissed the mouth grill of his power armour helmet, unable to access his lips. He removed his helmet and messily made out with his wife while his hated sons shifted uncomfortably.
Nathan lovingly kissed his Slanesh worshipping wife, with a combination of genuine desire as well as a spiteful desire to make his ungrateful sons uncomfortable. MA7 moaned loudly as she kissed him passionately, oblivious to the uncomfortable stares of her sons and unlocking powerful desire in Nathan. Nathan marvelled at her ability to excite him like no other being in the universe. She was so good that he didn't even bother getting additional bed slaves anymore, they were all just boring in comparison. His wife was a consummate master at getting him off like no one else could. Her happy kisses were enough to make him feel uncomfortably tight inside the pants of his power armour and he shifted about trying to be more comfortable.
MA7 was frantic in Nathan's face and he noted in satisfaction that his sons were getting very uncomfortable with this public display of affection with their mother. With great cruelty Nathan decided on a plan of action that would be guaranteed to upset his sons. Nathan sat down on the floor facing the squad, sat his wife on his lap facing them, spread her legs wide open and very unashamedly inserted a giant armoured finger deep inside MA7 in front of the shocked gazes of his sons and grandsons. The squad let out shouts of horror as Nathan messily fingered their mother and grandmother right in front of them. MA7 lost long ago to the worship of Slanesh moaned loudly and one of his sons actually threw up inside his helmet with puke pouring out of the mouth grill of his helmet.
With painful dismay the squad exited the room frantically to Nathan's indescribable feeling of spiteful satisfaction, while MA7 messily climaxed on her husband's lap. He was called a dirty mother fucker and various other choice curses as the squad raced out the door. Satisfied more than he had felt all week, Nathan removed his finger from his wife's nether regions and gazed at her in adoration. She made a few disappointed noises as his finger was removed but submissively relaxed in his lap and bent around to look at him. She looked at him with addictive desire, completely consumed in her emotional dependence on Nathan. He was to her a drug from whose addiction she would never escape.
For a while Nathan just sat and admired MA7, ignoring his erection and deep desire to make love to her right there on the floor. By all accounts of normal beauty he should not find her attractive, with the one allowance that she did have a pretty face. Her body was a nightmare of scars, she was missing body parts and what remained of her arms were a misshapen nightmare of mutated flesh fused together behind her head. Her naturally blonde hair was hanging down her back like a golden waterfall and was quite pretty. She had nice tits that were thankfully mostly scar free which Nathan guessed was a plus.
What really attracted Nathan to this strange scarred creature on his lap was far more subtle than mere physical beauty, indeed he would have murdered her long ago if all she had to go on was her physical appearance. MA7 was the ultimate non threat, gentle as a lamb, so absurdly ticklish that she would run away screaming from flies that kept landing on her as she could not stand them walking on her skin. She had no ambition of any kind beyond her ambition to be loved by Nathan and a desire to be a good mother and grandmother. She was in her way just as evil as any chaos worshipper, but that evil intent was only ever shown towards rivals for Nathan's affection. Outside of her obsession for Nathan she was almost perfectly unselfish.
Her soul had a purity of focus that was solely aimed at him. Her stated aim in life was to satisfy him as completely as possible. It was impossible for him not to love her for that. He had never encountered before and knew he never would in the future a woman as single mindedly devoted to him. Her love for him was well beyond an obsession, it was complete and total insanity how much she loved him. Some deeply buried fragment of his long abandoned humanity twitched at the thought of how completely loved he was. A more human man might even have wept to be loved so much. That was why he loved her on an emotional level.
But on a physical level she had a completely different power over him. Over 300 years ago she had sold her soul to Slanesh in return for the supernatural ability to be as beautiful and satisfying to Nathan as possible. And it had worked flawlessly. Her physical body had not changed at all and in some ways became even less appealing but Slanesh blessed her with a powerful supernatural glamour that only affected Nathan. This powerful aura enflamed Nathan completely. No one else in the galaxy could give him an erection the way MA7 could. And nothing else could match the sheer intensity of the orgasms she gave him. Other women lacking this supernatural aura were just boring to sleep with in comparison, to the point that he had murdered his large harem shortly before marrying MA7 and remained mostly faithful to her for 300 years. In his own way Nathan was addicted to MA7, but not nearly so strongly as she was addicted to him.
Nathan strongly suspected that Slanesh had given her other gifts as well. Her ability to be so popular to her children seemed to Nathan to be completely supernatural. While it was possible that they just reciprocated the warm love she always showed them, Nathan thought that her power over her psychopath children was most likely to be the result of some gift of unnatural charisma. Slanesh often gifted his worshippers with supernatural charisma abilities and it wasn't that big of a stretch to connect the dots together. Violent psychopaths seemed to like MA7 far more than they should.
Whatever the reason, Nathan was glad that MA7 had some measure of control over their psychotic offspring. Without MA7 he would have been dead meat years ago. The words MOTHER FUCKER scrawled all over his power armour spoke volumes about the level of hatred his children had for him. The only thing preventing this escalating to something deadly was the simple fact that his children didn't want to make MA7 cry.
Usually chaos space marines used orphans with no ties as new recruits. Nathan could now see why. This recruiting family approach was turning out to be very nearly lethal. It had started with him naively thinking that his sons would get over their abusive childhoods once they became space marines and even the very naive thought that this would give him his own small band of warriors loyal to him to help him advance up the ranks. This plan had obviously backfired spectacularly and soon his adult sons were taking their young siblings into protective custody away from him and adding these younger sons to the space marine population against his wishes, making the power base against him even stronger.
At first he tried to stop sleeping with MA7 to stop producing any more children, but that lasted all of about a week before he was too horny to resist and she became pregnant with yet another child. His attempts to force MA7 to abort her pregnancies were dissuaded at gun point by his angry sons. For the next pregnancy he started using every method of contraception he could and this stopped any more blasted kids being born.
By now however it was too late, he already had scores of children and his slut daughters had started squeezing out his first generation of grandsons. He had been a horrible father to his daughters and had molested most of them throughout their childhoods. These daughters then raised their own sons telling them stories about how horrible Nathan was and making this new generation hate him almost as much as his own children hated him. He became a harried man in his own war band, continually assaulted by hate filled descendants and in danger for his life.
MA7 had stepped up at this point and called the historical ceasefire that saved his life. It was nothing except their pure undiluted love and respect for their gentle mother and grandmother that made them agree to spare Nathan's life. They made it clear on no uncertain terms that they would murder him the moment that MA7 changed her mind about him or the moment she died. Old MA7 was getting on a bit by this point at well over 100 years old, with even the rejuvenation drugs struggling to keep her physical youth intact. Nathan's life from that point onwards became an obsession with MA7, desperately keeping her as happy and healthy as possible.
Nathan looked into the adoring face of his wife and relaxed.
With MA7 sitting on his lap beaming at him he was untouchable. Her eyes looked into his with the addictive obsession of an addict. As always she showed nothing but the most complete devotion to him. Her body showed signs of having extensive rejuvenation injections just hours ago, meaning that she was physically safe for the next few days before her she needed more injections to keep her ancient organs young and strong. After almost 4 centuries of chronological age the drugs were fighting a galant but losing battle to keep her young. She had physically aged from her previous appearance of 19 to now looking dangerously close to 40. Lacking the space marine genetically engineered implants that Nathan had, one day the time would come when even the drugs could no longer hold back her inevitable death from old age. On that day her body would not even have time to get cold before Nathan became equally dead.
Nathan was suddenly profoundly thankful that MA7 was warm and healthy on his lap and stopped resisting his throbbing erection, making passionate love to her right on the floor of firing range B. He was so happy to be alive
