Seraphim Superior Minda thrashed in her cell. Her hands were bound behind her back. She slammed into the door of her cell with her shoulder but it didn't budge. She started spewing every curse she knew at the warpspawn that had thrown her in here.
She had woke up, naked, three days before, or what she thought had been three days. Before that, the last she remembered was being attacked by daemonettes. She had killed several cultists and at least 20 daemons herself but more appeared. She had killed the first one into her cell after she woke up. After that they bound her hands.
Again she slammed into the door and she heard the lock groan. "That's good. At least three more." She though it quickly and prepared for another charge. She slammed into the door again and it moved a fraction of an inch. Minda rushed the door again, only to fall on her face when it flew open. She quickly looked up to see three of her Seraphims looking at her confusingly. "Help me up already. And get my hands free," she ordered them and quickly was on her feet and rubbed the spots where her wrists were sore. "How did you escape?" she asked as she looked above their naked bodies. "We overpowered a guard when they opened out cell," Mira said, a tall woman with jet black hair. Mira looked at the other two, Valla and Milly. "We can't stay here. Let's look for any others and escape," Minda said with a stern voice. The group moved as silently as they could down the corridor. They saw no signs of any other Sisters and heard nothing.
After an hour of sneaking, they came to a large chamber. In the center was a raised section of floor that looked like a stage. They slowly made their way around the edge of the room, when a sultry voice echoed through the chamber. "That's enough pretending girls. Show your Sister your true forms." Minda quickly turned back and was shocked to see, where her Sisters had been, three daemons were eyeing her hungrily. "By the Emperor, what have you done?"
The fallen Sisters dove at their Superior. Minda kicked, what had been Milly, in the ribs and knocked her aside, but she was left open to Valla and Mira, who tackled her and pinned her arms to the ground. They began licking over her flesh, leaving the skin tingling. "Get off me, heretics!" Minda yelled as her fallen Sisters groped and teased her. "Slaanesh has freed us from that oppressive order. He have us given us freedom we never knew we had lost," Valla said before she worked her dark skinned finger into Mindas' tight pussy.
Minda was accustomed to pain, and her mind was ready to block it out, but when Valla pushed into her vagina, Minda was assaulted by a nearly foreign sensation. The pleasure filled her mind and her struggling stopped instantly. When Mira began sucking in her hardening nipple, Minda was helpless. She squirmed from the pleasure and moaned loudly with out thinking. Milly caressed her head as Minda moaned constantly.
Suddenly the pleasure was gone, and Minda felt cold. Her Sisters were still there, but all were smiling at her. "W-why did you stop?" They started to laugh, and Milly leaned down and kissed her cheek. "That was just a taste of what Slaanesh has planned for you. It is so much better than the cold emotionless lives we lived before. We will resume pleasuring you, but only if you give yourself to Slaanesh," Milly said with wicked smile, her pale skin was slightly discolored on her forehead from a small pair of horns were growing up. Her face was beautiful, her skin was perfect, not a single blemish or scar.
She looked down to Mira, who was equally beautiful, and blemish free. Valla was like the others, her dark skin was perfect. She was now between Mindas' legs drooling over the woman's pussy. Where her fallen Sisters were touching her, her neck, stomach, breast and thighs, were simply a cold numb sensation that that caused her to shiver. "I...I don't want to feel like this," she said in a voice that sounded nothing like her aggressive dominant personality. Instead she sounded weak, shy and completely powerless. "Then give in to the pleasure and join us."
Her thoughts seemed to echo in her mind, from the space left by the pleasure. Her years of harsh training had never prepared her to deal with this, she had had Sisters die in her arms and had blocked it out. She watched men burned alive by her very hand, and never thought twice. But this. This was like nothing she ever felt before. With out her Sisters touch, she felt... Alone. "I don't want to be alone again," she said, nearly at tears. Memories flooded back and were lost in the spaces of her mind. When Minda opened her eyes, the faces of her Sisters were blurry. "Damn them all. I want nothing more to do with those... monsters. I want to be with my sisters. I am Slaanesh's."
Suddenly, a tall curvy daemonette appeared and spoke with a voice as smooth as silk and sultry. "Lord Slaanesh welcomes you into his fold. And he wishes to give you two gifts. The first, so that you are never alone again." The daemonette knelt at Mindas' head and gently placed her hands on her forehead. In a quick jolt of pleasure, Mindas' mind was filled with voices. The voices of her squad sisters. All of them, Milly, Valla, Mira and the seven others. And she could feel them, the sensations they felt she felt. She gasped, as the emotions, thoughts and sensations of ten women flooded her mind.
She was snapped out of her thoughts when the daemonette traced her fingers above her now drooling pussy. "Slaanesh's second gift," the pink skinned daemon leaned forward and kissed Mindas' mound and the sensation of growth exploded up wards and kinda could feel the warm, wet mouth sucking in her new cock as it formed. When the daemon removed her mouth from the new tower of flesh, it was just over 16 inches long and throbbed with need. "This marks you as a leader among Slaanesh's new army. Now, I have business to attend to. Have fun ladies."