Chapter 4C
Candy Johnson (wife of Tech Priestess Labia Johnson) was enthusiastically slacking off at work, alongside the rest of her Slaanesh worshipping coworkers. They were SUPPOSED to be cleaning the filthy corridors where the slaves were chained up, but the slaves were very very good at distracting them.
The normally pitch dark filth choked passageway was currently illuminated, the lights turned on as needed by the staff. It was frankly such a horrible thing to look at that darkness would be a great improvement.
Candy was currently having sex with one of the male human slaves, which was much more fun than cleaning. The man was too weak from hunger to do much more than just lie there, but he was maintaining his erection and Candy didn't mind doing all the work.
"They really should feed you lot more often." Candy sulked to the man she was straddling. Every slave who had the strength to talk bitterly agreed.
The man groaned in orgasm and shot a feeble wad of semen into her, reduced in size by hunger. Candy orgasmed a moment later, moaning loudly and shuddering all over.
"Thank you!" The slave whispered gratefully, "Thank you for this kindness!"
Candy kissed him lovingly and got off him, intent on making a halfhearted attempt to get back to work.
Candy balked at the squalor that she had to clean and desperately looked for a way to procrastinate! She looked hopefully at the slaves, hoping another one would hit on her. She used her most provocative body language on the starving wretches, trying to get another one to invite her to have sex.
"Please give me some water!" A woman slave pleaded.
Candy felt pity for her and positioned her vagina over the woman's mouth and masturbated until she was totally wet. The woman was desperately dehydrated and frantically sucked on Candy's wet pussy, desperate for the moisture it contained! Candy was soon moaning loudly and squirted into the woman's mouth when she orgasmed. The pitiful wretch drank the squirt desperately.
All over the corridor Slaanesh worshipping sanitation staff were joyfully taking sexual advantage of these desperate people. They were so hungry that they were begging men to cum in their mouths just so they could eat the semen and so thirsty that even the most heterosexual women were gladly giving oral sex to the female staff just to drink their juices! It was a situation absolutely guaranteed to prevent Slaanesh worshipping cleaning staff from getting any work done at all!
"What in Tzeentch's name are you DOING!? You are supposed to be CLEANING this corridor!" Shouted their shift manager, a Tzeentch worshipping man with an annoyingly professional work ethic.
"We are! I just gave a slave's cock a very thorough cleaning with my pussy." Candy said being a smart ass.
The manager ignored the smart ass comments and pulled out a vicious whip and flogged them, trying to motivate them to work. This was counterproductive however and the Slaanesh worshippers moaned in pleasure and enjoyed the lashing, refusing to move.
The manager pulled out a communication device and put them all on report for insubordination at work. The threat of having them fired eventually got them to get to work, still only making a half assed attempt at shovelling up the filth and mopping the floors.
With the manager sternly watching them they got the corridor barely clean enough to pass muster. It was no fun at all, though admittedly it was no more unhygienic then having sex with the sick and filthy slaves! Candy stank to high hell from having sex with those filth encrusted wretches!
Finally after over an hour the manager left to check on the other staff groups that were doubtless slacking off in his absence, and Candy and the others productivity steadily decreased over time until they were back to having sex with the slaves.
***…
Candy sulked as the boss manager of the entire deck section shouted at her and her coworkers, he was so MEAN!
"We don't pay you to fuck the slaves, we pay you to CLEAN! You can fuck anyone you like in your TIME OFF, but at work you will do your jobs or you will get to enjoy PERMANENT time off!" The boss shouted at them.
He just kept on shouting and shouting until even the thickest of the staff understood that their jobs were in jeopardy. It would take a pretty big bribe from Candy's rich wife and friends to get them out of this one. Candy suddenly had an idea.
She pulled out the mobile communication device Labia had built for her and rang up Wendy, even as the boss was shouting at her, putting it on speaker phone.
After a few rings Wendy answered saying, "this is a bad time Candy."
The boss was still shouting abuse and Wendy thought that it was directed at her.
"Who the fuck do you think you are talking to! I am WENDY SEVENSON, sister of Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson!" Wendy screamed at the boss.
The boss went white with terror and pleased apologies, imploring that he had been shouting at Candy, not at her!
"You speak to Candy that way!? You evil brute! Candy happens to be my wife's best friend!" Wendy screamed with deranged rage.
"Please don't kill me your highness! PLEASE! I have a family! I take it all back! Candy can do anything she likes at work!" The boss shrieked in terror for his life.
"And my coworkers in my shift?" Candy pressed.
"Them too anything! You can do what you like, you all get a 400% pay rise starting now! Anything you like, just spare my life!" The boss pleaded.
"You better be much nicer to Candy! One bad word from her and you and your family get a one way trip out an airlock!" Wendy threatened with deadly certainty.
The boss frantically agreed and Candy thanked Wendy and hung up.
Candy hummed happily and smiled at the boss smugly...
***…
Wendy Sevenson got off the phone and returned to her meeting with the Royal Family administration officials, she had already been extremely annoyed and had been grateful to vent her pent up rage on a lowly sanitation manager who could safely be intimidated without causing problems.
Wendy was the administrative mastermind behind a space marine faction known as the Sevenson cartel. They had risen to power over the previous Muhammad dynasty of space marines, mostly because they were so much better organised and more unified then the Muhammad dynasty had been. Wendy had been the architect behind this organisation.
The Sevenson cartel were all mortal descendants of the Slaanesh Daemon Princess known only as MA7 and she ruled the cartel with an iron claw. For a brief period of time the Sevenson cartel had ruled it's own small empire and Wendy had been the power behind the throne who kept everything running smoothly. But it hadn't lasted.
During a terrible civil war a Greater Daemon of Slaanesh known as "the Flesh Mistress" had defeated MA7 and taken control of the Sevenson cartel. Luke and a handful of others had escaped and formed their own new faction called "the Royal Family".
Wendy was very frustrated by the completely different way the Royal Family administration operated from the Sevenson Cartel administration framework, it was just so poorly handled!
"This is unacceptably inefficient!" Wendy shouted, throwing a pile of papers on the floor.
"It works well, for a decade we have been working on this system." The dickheads replied pompously.
"A decade? A mere decade? For over two CENTURIES I perfected my administrative framework for the Sevenson cartel! You are a bunch of amateurs! Your system employs tens of thousands of paper pushers to ten times more slowly do the same work that I managed with a mere few HUNDRED cartel women!" Wendy exclaimed deeply irritated.
The administration officials defended themselves stubbornly, coming up with all sorts of stupid arguments and insisting that Wendy was not needed to lead the administration of the Royal Family assets and institutions!
Wendy was horrified to hear the very concept of her not being at least heavily involved in administration of the ship, she had ALWAYS been involved! Administration was what she did! It was the only thing she had to contribute to the work of Slaanesh! SHE had to be in an executive role, she COULDN'T just retire into being nothing more than the Chaos Lord's sister!
"You have given centuries of dedicated service to the forces of chaos, maybe it is time to finally retire? That way you can focus on being a full time submissive, isn't that your dream?" The senior-most administration official said to her.
Wendy flustered, "w,w,well it's the dream... but I have so much more to offer! I have a shot of daemonhood one day and you are suggesting I RETIRE! I must keep contributing to the cause of Slaanesh!"
"You are 290 years old! Retirement is long overdue! You can still find other ways to contribute. All we are saying is that your services as administration executive are no longer required." The official said imploringly.
Wendy bitterly accepted at least temporary defeat and walked home deep in thought, wondering what she should do. Should she really just become a full time submissive and do nothing else except submit all the time to Mistress Octavia? Oh holy fuck that sounded so tempting!
Wendy arrived at her apartment door and placed her palms on the fingerprint scanner. The door opened as it always did and Wendy got down on her hands and knees and submissively crawled inside.
"Mistress Octavia, I'm home!" Wendy called out as she crawled.
"In here bitch." Mistress Octavia called out dominantly from one of the dungeon rooms.
Wendy shuddered with submissive desire and obediently crawled into the dungeon on her hands and knees.
"Clothes off bitch." Mistress Octavia commanded as soon as Wendy entered and she obediently stripped naked for her Dominatrix wife, trembling all over with excitement.
Wendy gazed up at the woman who Dominated her so completely and was filled with awe at her intoxicating perfection.
Mistress Octavia was as sexy and beautiful as it was physically possible to be, and far more so than it was NATURALLY possible to be! She was a curly brown haired goddess, a terrible tempting siren! The mere sight of her caused Wendy to grovel in submissive worship of her!
Mistress Octavia was wearing a crotch-less bust-less black leather Dominatrix outfit that made Wendy's pussy become instantly wet, and she was wearing a black leather commissar's hat that brilliantly gave her a look of cruel authority! Her makeup was heavy and dark, making her look even more cruel and seductive. Her perfume somehow had a "cruel" smell, hard to describe but if cruelty had a smell, it would smell like Octavia did now!
Wendy's mouth went dry with blissful subservience, her will flawlessly giving way to be completely dominated by the will of Mistress Octavia... Wait a minute, that wasn't true!
Wendy gazed suddenly at the slave brands clearly visible on Mistress Octavia's bare shoulders. These brands very clearly said "property of Wendy Sevenson!"
True another brand also said "granted freedom by marriage to owner", but if they ever got a divorce, Octavia would once more become Wendy's slave by law! Octavia was only a slave who was doing as she was told!
Mistress Octavia noticed the change in Wendy's demeanour and asked, "What's wrong submissive fucktoy?"
Wendy prostrated herself on her face in submissive worship and said, "Mistress Octavia, I want to be completely following YOUR will, not my own. I know that you only do things that you know will give me pleasure, but I want to serve YOUR pleasure!"
"MY pleasure is to give YOU pleasure my love. I love you so much and crave above all else to pleasure you. I am utterly devoted to you, I love you with all my heart!" Mistress Octavia explained.
Wendy was genuinely touched by this and murmured, "oh Mistress Octavia, that is so romantic!"
Mistress Octavia tenderly stroked Wendy's hair as she grovelled at the Dominatrix's feet, it felt wonderful and Wendy sighed in contentment.
Wendy raised her head from the floor and gazed at her Dominatrix in complete awe, she was so beautiful! Mistress Octavia pinched Wendy's nose painfully and led her yelping in sweet pain by the nose to a set of chains on the floor. Wendy moaned in wonderful pain as she was roughly forced into the chains and securely bound to the floor.
Wendy felt completely smitten as Mistress Octavia proceeded to walk all over her naked flesh with her viciously cruel high heels! It hurt like absolute fuck, just the way Wendy liked it! Mistress Octavia was mercilessly cruel as she dug her hard heels into Wendy's soft skin, causing very extreme pain. Wendy was completely and totally in love.
Wendy screamed her head off as Mistress Octavia pressed an agonising cattle prod hard against her clitoris, oh sweet holy fuck that hurt! The pain made her feel so completely dominated and the deep peace of submission filled her, driving out her stress and anxiety, filling her with the most blissful peace.
For an indeterminate amount of time Wendy was floating in a sea of pain, feeling absolutely blissful. Octavia was very inventive at finding ways to torment Wendy and there was never a dull moment.
As she tortured her, Mistress Octavia also had sex with her, getting Wendy to perform continual oral sex on her and penetrating Wendy with all sorts of objects. Wendy could not count the number of orgasms she had and was in her own personal heaven.
After an eternity that was still not long enough, they were interrupted by the kids coming home. Wendy sighed in disappointment as she heard Mandy, Augusta and the girlfriend Liling announce that they were home.
***…
Wendy sat submissively by Octavia's side on the sofa, as they talked to their two remaining children (and one freeloading girlfriend that mooched off their children) in the lounge room.
Octavia's bastard son Augusta was only 14 years old but was already the size of a truly massive muscular man, thanks to his space marine gene seed organs acting on his growth and development. Normally bastards did not receive gene seeds, a right only of legitimate sons, but in this post-cartel era these restrictions had become meaningless and given who his father was Augusta had had no trouble getting access to becoming a Night Lord space marine.
Augusta was now so big and heavy that the furniture had had to be reinforced so he could sit on it without breaking it under his weight. He was wearing the armour of a space marine scout, dark midnight blue with the emblem of the Night Lords legion emblazoned on the shoulder pads. At his belt was a bolt pistol and a brutal looking combat knife, and on his lap was the top half of his age appropriate freeloading girlfriend Liling Wong.
Sitting next to Augusta was Wendy's 13 year old daughter Mandy, well she was not technically related to Wendy at all but Wendy considered her to be her daughter. Mandy was the daughter of Wendy's late wife Mistress Talon, conceived and born while Talon was married to Wendy and therefore legally recognised as Wendy's daughter. With the biological father dead and all his next of kin permanently out of reach on his home planet of Necromunda (a strongly held Imperium of Man planet), Wendy had sole custody of the girl. Talon did have family but they were understandably reluctant to take on the powerful Wendy in a custody dispute!
Mandy was Wendy's sadistic little angel, her sweet little girl. Well not so little anymore, even at 13 she was developing quite a bust on her and would clearly be a busty woman when she reached adulthood!
Mandy had her mother's good looks and jet black hair, and had inherited paler skin and impressive muscles from her House Goliath Necromundan father. The mixed heritage suited her very well and the blend had made her exquisitely beautiful, like a super model (Wendy admitted that she was highly biased about her daughter).
The biggest distinction about Mandy was in her psychology and behaviour. Her mother Talon had been a selectively bred pedigree Dominatrix, descended from a long line of professional Dominatrices who very carefully controlled their own breeding to make their children better suited to a career as a professional Dominatrix. Mandy had inherited generations of behaviour and instincts for Talon and it clearly showed in her behaviour.
Right at this very moment Mandy was enthusiastically spanking Liling (whose lower body half was laying across Mandy's lap), making the masochistic freeloader moan with pain. Mandy had a deeply ingrained need to inflict pain and suffering on other people and to act out a Dominatrix role, she wanted nothing more than to be a Dominatrix. She had absolutely tormented the other children growing up and had commandeered Augusta's girlfriend Liling as one of her many victims.
Wendy was so proud of Mandy, she would make a submissive spouse very happy one day and was a wonderful gift to submissives everywhere! Despite her considerable sadism she was a good natured girl, loving and sweet, it was just that she expressed her love in a very sadistic way.
Finally it had to be noted the existence of the third teenager in the room who was submissively sprawled across the two children's laps, the 14 year old girl Liling Wong. She had straight jet black hair and was very clearly of oriental descent (like most of the population of the Kilimanjaro), petite, pretty and adorably cute.
Liling was a highly submissive masochistic Slaanesh worshipper and officially the shared girlfriend of both Augusta and Mandy. She was the homeless daughter of a homeless unemployed nymphomaniac with about a million other kids, all of them to unknown fathers. Augusta had befriended her when they were both infants, he had found her playing in a maintenance crawl space back when they lived like cattle crammed into the tiny chaos ship "Kilimanjaro" with hundreds of thousands of other chaos refugees fleeing the civil war. The friendship had endured the test of time and Liling had gradually become more and more sexual with Augusta until she was his official girlfriend.
Given her lack of stable home life, Wendy and Octavia had reluctantly had to provide Liling with everything she needed growing up and were paying for the girl's education. They had seen this girl grow up and Octavia had bonded with her enough to not want to throw her out. Wendy had rather more mixed feelings about the expensive freeloader who's highly expensive education she paid for.
Liling was currently completely naked in the laps of her two dominant lovers, moaning softly as Mandy spanked her. Wendy felt jealous and wished that she was getting spanked right now too! Augusta affectionately stroked Liling's long soft black hair absentmindedly as he chatted to his two mothers.
"I got to use a Las Cannon today! It was fucking awesome! Burned a hole clean through a metre thick steel plate!" Augusta told them excitedly in his very deep voice.
Mistress Octavia laughed happily and eagerly pressed for details, which Augusta was happy to provide. Augusta went on and on excitedly about his military education and training, clearly having found his true calling in life.
"I learned a new way of tying up Liling today, it was so cool!" Mandy told them as soon as Augusta stopped hogging the conversation.
Wendy frowned and said, "As much as I encourage that, I hope that is not ALL you learned today! I still expect you to get at least one PhD in a USEFUL subject before you are 30!"
"But MUMMY! I want to be a professional Dominatrix when I grow up! I don't WANT to be a doctor!" Mandy whined.
"I don't care, you can do all that in your free time but you also need a PROPER job that will help our family stay in power. You know the rules, no exceptions!" Wendy insisted.
"What about torture?" Mandy asked hopefully.
"We already have a number of family members with PhD's in torture and interrogation. You need to do something that the family can use..." Wendy said and trailed off sadly.
"What's wrong Mummy?" Mandy asked concerned.
Wendy sighed and said, "I was told to retire today by the new administration officials, they said that I wasn't needed anymore and they even had the nerve to suggest I just become a full time submissive to Mistress Octavia!"
"But that's wonderful Mummy! You will be able to just have fun all day long!" Mandy said excitedly.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mistress Octavia asked in surprise.
"I'm sorry Mistress Octavia, please punish me accordingly." Wendy said apologetically.
"I will punish you later, right now I want to hear everything." Mistress Octavia said animatedly.
***…
Liling Wong was vaguely aware of her surroundings as she lay sprawled on her belly over the laps of her two Dominants. Her bottom hurt wonderfully and she had some really wonderful new bruises and ouches from today's play time with Mistress Mandy. She felt absolutely blissful.
Wendy was saying something about retirement and it was distracting Mistress Mandy from spanking her! Liling shifted very slightly to remind Mistress Mandy that she was still there, but Mandy ignored her, focusing solely on what Wendy was saying.
Liling figured that this was a very important conversation and listened curiously. It quickly became apparent that Wendy was deeply troubled by the thought of retirement and was pouring her heart out to the family about it.
It all sounded very personal and Liling felt like she was intruding and moved to get up and leave the room.
"I didn't give you permission to leave submissive slut, lay back down on our laps!" Mistress Mandy demanded with authority.
"Yes Mistress Mandy." Liling said submissively, flushing with pleasure from feeling so dominated.
"Mandy! Let the poor girl pee! You are cleaning it up if she wets herself on the couch." Octavia exclaimed.
"Permission to speak?" Liling asked humbly.
"Of course you can." Octavia said with a smile.
Liling remained silent, gazing at Mandy and Augusta. She was submissive to them alone and needed their permission to speak.
Mandy smirked and said nothing, drawing out the discomfort.
"For fucks sake, yes you have permission to speak Liling!" Master Augusta said with exasperation.
"Thank you sir," Liling said and continued, "I don't need to pee, I just thought that this was a private family moment and feared I was intruding on something very private. I thought that perhaps I should leave and give you some privacy."
"I'm impressed with your response, that was really polite and thoughtful. You are a very good submissive." Wendy said with rare respect.
"That is really sweet Liling but you are part of the family now. I would really love to hear your opinion about Wendy's retirement." Octavia said sweetly.
"You have permission to speak and move freely submissive." Master Augusta told her.
"Thank you sir", Liling said feeling deeply touched.
Liling respectfully sat down on the lounge next to Augusta and got comfortable before speaking.
"I think that... Well to be honest I envy you Mrs Sevenson (please call me Wendy she said), you get to now be a full time submissive without having to go to work or study or do other things. It sounds like heaven, surely every submissive dreams of this?" Liling said.
"It's not that I don't desire that, the problem is the loss of my personal power and influence. I didn't become rich and powerful by being lazy, I clawed my way to power by working my ass off every day for centuries. If I am not doing something indispensable then my wealth and power will fade! Power is a very impermanent thing that slips away quickly if not firmly gripped at all times!" Wendy said passionately.
Liling thought about this and it made a certain amount of sense.
"What about studying something else? You say I have to be doing something USEFUL, why don't you do the same?" Mistress Mandy asked meanly.
"That is actually a great idea Mummy." Sir (Augusta) agreed.
"And for that matter, why doesn't Mum (Octavia) have to study too? She gets to be a Dominatrix while I have to do boring USEFUL stuff." Mistress Mandy added nastily.
Wendy gave Mistress Mandy a warning look and said, "That's not fair Mandy, you know as well as anyone that Mistress Octavia is barely literate and didn't have the same educational opportunities as you did growing up!"
Octavia looked embarrassed and said, "I have gotten a lot better, I can read entire books now!"
"I know Mistress, I am so proud of you. I know how hard it has been for you." Wendy said submissively.
"She has all the time in the world to build her education, she will do a PhD EVENTUALLY won't she?" Mistress Mandy asked cuttingly.
Wendy and Octavia looked embarrassed, evidently they had never planned for Octavia to do advanced education.
"SEE! If Mum doesn't have to do a PhD then neither will I! It's only fair!" Mistress Mandy said triumphantly.
Wendy started to get defensive but Octavia said, "You know what, I WILL do a PhD. I have always wondered what it was like anyway. That way we can ALL get PhD's!"
"What about Liling and Augusta?" Mistress Mandy asked grasping for straws.
Liling spoke up, "Mistress Mandy, I actually do plan to get the best education I possibly can. I spend all the free time you give me doing homework and studying. I want to become something really useful like maybe a medical doctor."
Mistress Mandy frowned and said, "Wrong answer submissive, very very bad girl! Go put your head in the toilet and keep it there until I give you permission to leave!"
"Yes Mist..." Liling started to say but Augusta countermanded the order.
"Order overruled, you stay here Liling, you are not to be punished for speaking freely like you were told." Sir overruled.
"Yes sir." Liling said and stayed put.
"No, I want you to go put your head in the toilet!" Mistress Mandy insisted
"Yes Mistress Mandy", Liling said rising to obey.
"Stay!" Sir insisted.
"Yes Sir." Liling said staying put.
"Go!", "stay!", "go!", "stay!", they said one after the other, Liling got up and sat back down in obedience to the most recent order given.
Wendy and Octavia burst out laughing.
"You are confusing the poor girl! Which one of you outranks the other?" Octavia said laughing
"I obey both Mistress and Sir equally, I am a very good girl." Liling said proudly.
"Yes you are a VERY good girl and you should obey me over my sister." Sir told her affectionately and Liling beamed proudly.
"No, you are a very BAD girl and you should obey ME first!" Mistress Mandy told her angrily and Liling felt the angry at being treated this way.
"You know what MISTRESS Mandy, I have had just about enough of the way you treat me! I have feelings too and a mind of my own! I was ordered to speak freely and I obeyed that order. You have no right to punish me for obeying an order!" Liling shouted angrily.
"What are you going to do, break up with me?" Mistress Mandy sneered arrogantly.
Liling gasped in disgust and shouted, "YES, that is exactly what I am going to do!"
Liling sat very deliberately on (Sir) Augusta's lap and turned her back on (no longer Mistress) Mandy, to the stunned silence of everyone else in the room.
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