Chapter 25C
Octavia was shaking with lust, desperate, hungry, STARVING for sex! It had now been 7 hours since she had woken up in this penthouse and she was getting sick from withdrawal.
Octavia looked around herself yet again and looked at the other people in the room: two 14 year olds, a 13 year old, and an 11 year old! All of them were under the age of consent and 3 of them were her own children!
Oh Slaanesh it was HORRIBLE!
Octavia was feeling terribly physically sick, wanting her sexual itch to be scratched! She was shaking all over!
Octavia heaved again, running and puking in the toilet as the physical symptoms wracked her body. She just felt so wretched!
She curled up on the floor next to the toilet shaking all over and involuntarily wrapped her legs around the toilet, rubbing her pussy against the cold metal. She moaned mindlessly as she humped the toilet, smearing her gushing vaginal juices all over the cold stainless steel.
Octavia came in screaming orgasm against the metal but wasn't satisfied at all!
She had been masturbating and humping the furniture repeatedly for the last 3 hours, but it had given her only temporary relief at best, getting weaker over time until it didn't satisfy her at all!
She needed human touch, needed someone to engage in sex with her physically!
Octavia frantically prayed to Slaanesh to spare her from her lust. But Slaanesh refused to be denied, demanding fresh offerings of sex from her! She felt the whispers of Slaanesh tug at her mind, making her sexual itch a thousand times worse until she was in howling torment to scratch it!
"But Slaanesh they are CHILDREN!" Octavia screamed verbally in prayer.
"So what if they are children!" Slaanesh seemed to whisper in answer, and made her lust even worse.
Octavia howled incoherently and tore at her pussy in desperation to give herself some relief!
Octavia was utterly exhausted from fighting her lust for the first time in over a decade, she had not exercised her self control and it had gotten terribly weak, like a muscle that never got used and became atrophied. The mental strain was so extreme that she was puking from it!
She absolutely refused to engage in pedophilia! She MUST fight this!
Oh this was her own personal hell!
***…
Octavia had never wanted to get to know her future daughter-in-law THAT intimately! Oh Slaanesh she felt SICK!
In the end Liling had always been the logical choice, the only one who wasn't one of Octavia's children.
The Slaanesh worshipping submissive teenager had taken it well and Octavia was now satisfied for the next few hours.
"Stop looking so guilty, I LIKED it." Liling reassured Octavia.
Octavia nodded numbly and cleaned herself up.
Octavia felt numb with guilt and horror, Slaanesh had just driven her to be no better than a common pedophile...
***…
Violet was scared as she wandered the corridors of the new ship holding Patrick. She had been evacuated from the Joy of Sodomy with the rest of the survivors to some new ship, but so far she had not been able to find any Royal family members or even any Royal guards.
She had already made psychic contact with TigerLily and confirmed that she was alive, but TigerLily was currently stuck on the Nightmare Asylum and was getting further away as Violet's ship fled through the warp. The psychic messages were now experiencing delays as the distance steadily increased.
The problem was that Violet was not officially anyone, just a commoner that the Royal family treated like an unofficial family member. But it was still only an unofficial membership. Given that she was alive right now and both Mum and Mummy nor her siblings were present, whatever Royal family members existed on this ship were content to just leave her to wander without collecting her.
This was a dangerous situation, the last time she had wandered a ship unattended she had been badly raped and impregnated with Patrick!
Violet reached out with her powers and searched all the minds nearby for any that were familiar.
This ship had millions of minds on board, it was so difficult. So far she had not recognised the mind of a single person she knew even being onboard, it was such a lonely feeling.
For hours she wandered the overcrowded guts of the ship, her clothes in tatters and herself wrapped in a filthy blanket she had found to keep Patrick hidden. The crowd around her barely noticed her, just a mutant girl wrapped in a filthy blanket like thousands of others.
Long after she had lost all hope of finding anyone she knew, Violet suddenly sensed a mind that stood out.
It was not a mind that she had met before, except in some long distant dream. It was hauntingly familiar despite being a complete stranger to her.
Not having anything better to do Violet moved in the direction of this mind and started to read it. The thoughts were slightly unbalanced, indicating mild mental illness, but somehow familiar.
It was the mind of a man, his thoughts jumping all over the place and muttering to itself in anxiety and paranoia. He was afraid of a million contradictory things, but astonishingly he was scared most of all of TigerLily.
Violet felt a burst of relief, this person knew TigerLily, or at least believed that he did. It was possible that he was just an average crazy who imagines that famous people are persecuting them, but his mind didn't seem to be totally delusional.
What was clear was that he was absolutely terrified of TigerLily, feared her more than anyone else in the universe and was totally triggered by her.
As she followed the trail Violet got an ever greater grip on his mind and got a true sense of his terrible crippling anxiety and paranoia, this man needed serious professional help!
The man was now walking towards her in the corridor and Violet stood in his path and lifted up the blanket to expose her bird feet, making sure that her blue feathers were clearly visible.
The effect was instant. The man took one wide eyed look at her, let out a shriek and grovelled on the floor before her.
"TigerLily please have mercy on me!" He wailed in abject terror.
The crowd all around heard the name, looked at Violet's features and fled for their lives mistaking her for her mother.
"I need your help." Violet spoke in the man's mind the way that TigerLily would.
"Anything you like!" The man promised fearfully.
"I require a safe place to stay and some food and water." Violet psychically told him.
"Of course, follow me back to my place." The man said and ran off.
Violet tracked his mind and followed at her own pace until she reached an apartment. Violet sensed other minds in the apartment, all of them women, and read the minds. The minds all were thinking a name, Sigmund, and suddenly Violet knew who this man was.
Violet entered the apartment and Sigmund and everyone else inside grovelled on the floor before her in terror.
"Hello Father," Violet said with her verbal voice.
Sigmund looked at her in astonishment and asked, "Violet?"
Violet nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.
Sigmund's mind became extremely turbulent with a surge of different emotions. To Violet's horror she saw Sigmund's memories of hatred of Violet, of the terrible threats TigerLily had said awaited him if he didn't force himself to love Violet!
Even now Sigmund was thinking only out of extreme fear of terrible wrath, remembering the lines to say to avoid punishment. It was obvious that he had always detested Violet!
"You HATE me?" Violet squawked in tears.
This instantly triggered Sigmund's most terrible fears, this was the thing that had been warned would absolutely spell his doom!
"NO! I LOVE YOU! Please TigerLily, I love Violet! I will love her, I will look after her, oh please I just want to LIVE without being enslaved again!" Sigmund begged and pleaded.
"If you help me then I will talk to my mother and have her spare you." Violet promised.
Sigmund cried his eyes out in gratitude and enthusiastically agreed.
Violet cautiously moved the blanket to reveal Patrick to Sigmund.
"Is that?" Sigmund asked in wonder.
"Yes father, this is my chick, his name is Patrick and he is your grandson. It is of the greatest importance in the entire universe that Patrick be protected!" Violet told him.
"Maternal instincts?" Sigmund asked.
Violet nodded.
"I see. What about the father, can't he help you?" Sigmund asked.
"TigerLily killed him, blew him apart in an explosion of blood and gore." Violet explained.
Sigmund shuddered in fear and wailed in terror at the mental image.
"My chick will be protected or more people will be blown apart." Violet warned with absolute threat.
Everyone in the apartment trembled with fear and frantically agreed!
***…
Sigmund Smith and his many bed slaves grovelled fearfully before the nightmare from the past that had just reentered Sigmund's life.
The monster that he had spawned from his own loins was here and he desperately must appease it!
"Hey! I can read your mind you bigoted mother fucker! I inherited psychic powers from TigerLily, don't make me mad!" Violet's psychic voice shouted angrily in his mind.
Sigmund wet himself in terror and screamed apologies for his thoughts until Violet's chick woke up and started cheeping grumpily! (he knew the sound of every different cheep and what it meant, this cheep was "grumpy at being woken up by loud noises")
"Now look what you did! You are absolutely pathetic, I can't believe that my own father is such a cowardly bigoted mentally ill loser!" Violet shouted at him verbally.
Sigmund silenced himself and merely grovelled before her fearfully as she tried to get her chick back to sleep, she was doing it wrong too.
"What do you mean I'm doing it wrong?" Violet asked his mind.
"When you used to cheep like that I was the only one who could get you back to sleep, there is a trick to it." Sigmund explained to her.
Violet tried it and still got it wrong so Sigmund got up off the floor without thinking and cradled the tiny chick as though it was Violet, following neural pathways laid in his mind by TigerLily over a decade ago. Violet looked alarmed but he had no intention of hurting the chick and she read this in his mind and didn't attack him. Sigmund quickly had the chick sound asleep in his arms.
Violet's hostile body language soften considerably after that and she became more friendly.
***…
The Callidus Assassin Agent Darkness grovelled on the floor before Violet alongside the other bed slaves, still completely undetected. With her false mind camouflage even the mutant psyker could not detect anything out of the ordinary.
Agent Darkness knew the complete file on her target, Egg Sevenson, and knew which people would be granted access to her. Violet was the most likely to be granted access of the people Agent Darkness could currently reach.
Normally Agent Darkness would have simply killed Violet and taken her place, but with TigerLily the Gamma level psyker monitoring her children at all times for danger it would be noticed instantly if Violet died. Sigmund himself was psychically "soul marked" by TigerLily to let out an alert the moment he died, so Agent Darkness could not kill and replace him either. That had left only the bed slaves.
When the target Egg Sevenson had wrapped herself in a thick ball of superstructure Agent Darkness had been unable to reach her. The target had been teleported to an unknown location and Agent Darkness was stranded on the wreckage of the Joy of Sodomy.
Agent Darkness had polymorphed herself into the likeness of a chaos civilian and hidden among the survivors until a chaos Apocalypse class Battleship "the Midnight Scream" had docked with the wreckage of the two halves of the Joy of Sodomy and evacuated survivors and treasure. Agent Darkness had simply boarded the Midnight Scream with the rest of the survivors.
Agent Darkness had quickly learned where she was and had searched through the survivors for any sign of her target and covertly located Violet but no one else on her (admittedly outdated) list of people who were close to the target.
Agent Darkness had quickly hacked into the Midnight Scream's data network and discovered that no Royal family members were on board and that the command crew placed a very low priority on Violet, planning to simply hand her over to the care of her biological father, one Sigmund Smith, when they finally got around to finding her.
Agent Darkness had then stalked Sigmund Smith, planning to kill him and replace him, but detected the "soul marker" with her tiny high tech sensor equipment. She had then instead stalked Sigmund's bed slaves.
A group of the bed slaves had gone together to a communal bathroom to toilet, walking down a corridor, and Agent Darkness had made her move. She had thrown a circuit breaker to the corridor lights, plunging the entire corridor into pitch darkness (her own bionic retinas giving herself flawless night vision), and in the confusion she had grabbed one of the bed slaves, sedated her and dragged her into a secluded maintenance crawl space.
Agent Darkness had then used a miniature neural scanner (a relic from the dark age of technology) to record the woman's entire brain and fed it into her "false mind" camouflage device (another relic from the dark age of technology) that was surgically implanted into Agent Darkness's own brain. The false mind camouflage gave Agent Darkness access to the bed slave's memories and let her run an exact replica of the woman's mind that would fool psykers while keeping Agent Darkness's real mind hidden from view.
Agent Darkness had then killed the original woman, injecting her with a corrosive venom that dissolved her down into a puddle of goo in minutes, and used her polymorph abilities to exactly disguise herself as the dead woman. She had stolen all the dead woman's clothes and belongings and had rejoined the other bed slaves before the lights were put back on. The other bed slaves hadn't even known that the dead woman had been missing.
No one had gotten wise that she wasn't really "Pamela the bed slave" and she had entered the apartment and acted exactly as Pamela would. A few hours later Violet had arrived and Agent Darkness now had access to gain Violet's trust in the hope of eventually gaining access to Egg Sevenson.
Agent Darkness had no exit strategy, didn't anticipate surviving this mission. Her orders came from the High Lords of Terra themselves. The ONLY thing that mattered was the death of her target. Agent Darkness could not be bargained with, could not be reasoned with, did not feel pity or remorse or fear (blatant terminator quote). And she would not stop hunting Egg Sevenson until she was confirmed dead, no matter what.
Sooner or later Violet would either hear from Egg and learn her location, or even better Violet would be granted access to Egg and Agent Darkness could build up enough trust to join her.
***…
Wendy Sevenson desperately breathed through her oxygen mask, greedily inhaling every whiff of her hoarded supply. Wendy reluctantly gave the hired astropath (who happened to be TigerLily's sister Indigo) a few more puffs and even more reluctantly shared some with Fetter who was complaining that her frail old body was dying from oxygen starvation.
A selection of radioisotope luminous children's toys floated about the room, providing the only illumination in the zero gravity space.
"Your father sounds like he has a mental illness, don't judge him too harshly. He spent 100 percent of his time looking after you before TigerLily divorced him. Everyone I know who used to know Sigmund says that he is not all there as far as mental health goes." Wendy dictated to the astropath and continued.
"He means well I think, he's just a bit broken. I'm glad that Pamela is being so nice to you, she sounds like a good person. Just try to stay positive."
"I have transferred a million Royal family dollars to your fleet account in digital form, the transfer message should reach the astropath at the bank on your ship before you get this message. Use it to keep yourself comfortable but don't go overboard, I don't want to have to send anymore!"
"The local upper class academy on your new ship is not much I admit but it will have to do for now. I already worked it out with the academy so that your tuition fee will be paid for by the Royal family, they are expecting you tomorrow at 9am and they understand the situation with Patrick."
"In answer to your question, I have no idea where Egg is. NOBODY seems to know where she is, or at least they are not telling me! All I know is that the rest of our immediate family are alive, Liling too, and that's all anyone will tell me."
"Tell Pamela not to worry about your little sister, I know that the whole fleet is worried about Egg right now. We just have to trust that she will be looked after by whoever is keeping her safe."
"This is all just a precaution until we hunt down every last assassin. Be careful to read the minds of everyone around you all the time, those Callidus Assassins can change shape but I doubt that they can make their minds change with their bodies."
"They will be especially likely to impersonate anyone high ranking, so be wary of the captain or his high ranking officer staff."
"Remember that their target is Egg not you. TigerLily has already soul marked you back when you were a baby so they will be unable to replace you as a victim. The less that you try to learn about Egg the better, knowledge about Egg would just draw them to you. They currently have no reason to hurt you, so let's keep it that way."
"Ok Violet stay safe and I will reply back again in a few hours when I get your reply, tell Sigmund and his bed slaves that I said hi, and don't forget about the money I sent you. Good bye for now." Wendy finished.
The hired astropath relayed Wendy's words to Violet as she spoke, it would take a few hours before they received a reply.
Wendy floated about agitatedly, her floating a metaphor for how much her entire life was spinning out of control lately. The entire room was a mass of floating oxygen tanks, furniture and assorted other crap she owned.
Wendy was physically separate now from both her wife and all of her non-adult children. She had astropathic contact with Violet but had no way of contacting any of the others. And to make matters worse this situation was most likely permanent!
In a year's time Augusta would have to be teleported out of whatever hiding place he was in to receive the next batch of his gene seed organs (Fecaluria thankfully hadn't ruined these) and he would then be returned to Wendy, possibly with Liling too, but that is all that she could hope for for the foreseeable future.
This chaos fleet had been designed specifically for the purpose of reacquiring the insanely strategically valuable Egg Sevenson. The rescue of the rest of the Sevenson family members was of course a priority as well, but it had always been about Egg. With a Sevenson who was an Alpha Plus psyker, the family could potentially conquer large swaths of the galaxy!
Luke and his army of servants had had an entire year to plan out contingency plans on their lengthy voyage to the Tau Empire and had designed every ship in the fleet to contain hidden rooms and sections to hide Egg inside in case of disasters like this. The ships had then been constructed from local rogue asteroids using stolen Tau technical drones, the drones built more drones which exponentially built more copies of themselves until Luke had trillions of them to very quickly construct a massive fleet to his new specifications.
Wendy didn't know all the details as they were top secret but she did know that somewhere on some ship other than the destroyed Joy of Sodomy or the out of reach Nightmare Asylum, Egg and the others would be safely tucked away in some secret place where even the Assassins wouldn't be able to find them.
Wendy moaned out loud in despair.
"Don't give up hope." Indigo reassured Wendy gently, the low oxygen sapping her energy.
"What hope? The only hope I have is that in about a decade from now Egg will have enough control of her powers to safely hunt down all the assassins for us! What about my marriage! What about seeing my kids grow up! This is a disaster!" Wendy moaned in despair.
"Surely there is another way of defeating them sooner. There is always another way." Indigo insisted.
"Indigo you are very sweet, much nicer than your sister, but you are overly optimistic. This is the INQUISITION we are dealing with, the most powerful division of the most powerful unified space empire in this current age of the galaxy! This is a fell foe beyond imagining, wishful thinking just won't defeat these people!" Wendy explained with deep dread.
"TigerLily could hunt them down," Indigo suggested.
"She needs to stay beside Luke at all times as a bodyguard now, he will be the number 2 target as he certainly would know where Egg is. Besides, even TigerLily cannot directly fight Culexus Assassins and at least 3 of them were detected!" Wendy insisted.
"Only 3? Surely the fleet can fight off 3 people with our combined strength." Indigo said ignorantly.
"Oh Indigo Indigo Indigo, I know that your brain doesn't have much oxygen to work with at the moment but please TRY to think about things before you open your mouth and say foolish things. We lack the power to be assured of defeating even ONE of those Culexus assassins." Wendy said and continued.
"These people are the BEST killers that the Imperium has at their disposal. These guys have a mission success rate of like 90 percent, they eat the most deadly psykers for breakfast. And it's not just those 3, there are also an unknown number of Callidus assassins as well!"
"Imperial assassins are the worst of the worst, these are the same organisation that managed to kill Konrad Curze the Night Haunter himself, Primarch and father of the entire Night Lords space marine legion! If they can kill our primarch then they can sure as shit kill anything we throw at them!"
"The whole reason that we put the survivors of the Joy of Sodomy on the Midnight Scream was because it had no Royal family members or space marines on board. The original plan was to simply get everyone on board and isolate the threat."
"Bradley and the other space marines onboard were safely teleported to prison cells on a different ship, for quarantine you see, because of their power armour signatures we could be fairly sure they weren't duplicates, sure enough to bung em in cells for a battery of identity tests anyway."
"But Violet has only TigerLily to really vouch for her authenticity, and I personally think that she might actually be a duplicate, but for Patrick's sake we mustn't let on or the Callidus assassin will drop the whole charade and kill him! We had no choice but to put her on the Midnight Scream with the rest."
"Are Callidus Assassins capable of telepathy and of exactly duplicating the distinctive psychic signature of Violet's mind?" Indigo asked.
"Hmm, you have a point. But I'm not sure, the whole problem is that we can't be sure. I fucking hope that Violet is not dead! But we can't know for SURE!" Wendy insisted.
"You sound paranoid." Indigo said weakly.
"Paranoia will keep Egg alive." Wendy insisted.
"So what happens to the Midnight Scream?" Indigo asked.
"It is infected with assassins plus any other surviving imperial servants from the Imperial boarding parties. If Violet and Patrick were not on board then the Royal family would blow that fucking ship up just to be sure of killing every one of those fuckers! As it is we must simply keep it away from the other ships until Egg has been fully trained to use her powers, then Egg will be able to detect the Assassins and destroy them." Wendy said bitterly.
"You would kill millions just to defeat a handful!? The Imperium would just send more!" Indigo exclaimed.
Wendy moaned softly in despair, Indigo was right, they would just send more and more, FOREVER!
"Good job destroying my hope." Wendy said depressed.
"No you are missing the point, the fleet needs to find a reliable long term defence against these assassins. They must have a weakness of some kind that we can exploit." Indigo said as animatedly as she could manage in the low air pressure.
Wendy gave Indigo a few lungfuls of bottled oxygen and the Tzeentch worshipper's mind seemed to go wild with scheming.
"I have it! You need to get the crew of the Midnight Scream to summon Fecaluria and we can instruct him to release a disease that only affects non-chaos worshippers!" Indigo said with triumph.
Wendy thought about this and said, "but a psychic plague like that would kill all the children and babies too young to worship chaos, including Patrick, and it wouldn't even affect the Culexus assassins! Nothing psychic like that will affect them!"
"Fecaluria could protect the children. It might affect the Callidus assassins at least?" Indigo suggested.
Wendy smiled diabolically at the thought, maybe they COULD kill off a few assassins after all.
***…
Sigmund moaned as he fucked the absolute shit out of his bed slave Pamela. The blonde bombshell was so good to pound! Her meaty flesh slapped against him as he pile drived her with all his might!
She herself was screaming in orgasm and he added his own screams of pleasure as he finished her off and exploded inside her in one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had without TigerLily's psychic stimulation to the pleasure centres of his brain.
Sigmund collapsed on top of her sweaty body and panted for breathe.
Sigmund was perfectly comfortable laying on top of her and hadn't bothered to pull out of her yet, he just lay on top of her and started to get drowsy.
Pamela gently squirmed underneath him but he was too comfortable and just lay on top of her pinning her down. She couldn't possibly need to pee again so she had no legitimate reason to deny her lawful owner his right to lay on top of her as he pleased.
Sigmund kissed her sleepily and Pamela returned his kisses softly and slowly. Sigmund slipped his tongue in her mouth and chased her tongue around in circles with his.
It was intensely intimate as he sleepily made out with Pamela, his tongue in her mouth and his cock still inside her. All around him his other naked bed slaves reclined sleepily, he had fucked every single one of them over the last 4 hours and was now utterly relaxed.
Sigmund's life was great since the divorce. He had gotten his hands on a modest amount of money by shamelessly grovelling before TigerLily after the divorce until she was amused enough to give him a dozen gold ingots out of her thousands of gold ingots. With 12 gold ingots Sigmund had bought everything he wanted in life.
He now had his own apartment on a different ship than TigerLily, an entire harem of extremely yummy women (very deliberately all on birth control) and enough food and supplies to keep himself and his girls for the rest of his life.
He did have an unfortunately mandatory part time job as a reserve militia forces private, but that was little more than 3-4 hours a day every other day training on the rifle range and very occasionally other training and drills. He spent pretty much all of the rest of his time fucking his bed slaves and generally having a wonderful time.
Pamela was one of his favourites, young, busty and absolutely gorgeous. He knew her very intimately, even for one of his harem girls, and jealously obsessed over her that someone else would steal her from him.
He had memorised every slight detail of her body and behaviour, paranoid for any sign that anything was amiss to suggest she was cheating on him. He was always so terribly paranoid like that.
Pamela was clearly very slightly different ever since Violet showed up, but then again, ALL the girls had had their usual behaviour alter with the presence of Violet. It was very very subtle differences in behaviour, this squirming for one thing was out of the ordinary.
"WHAT is making you squirm so much! This is completely out of the ordinary for you Pamela!" Sigmund finally snapped in irritation.
"I'm sorry Owner Sigmund, I am unsettled by everything lately. To be honest I'm completely freaked out! I can't settle." Pamela admitted anxiously.
All the other girls in his harem added their own voices in agreement, saying such things as "me too" and "yeah Pamela's right, I'm completely freaked out!" The girls all started to voice fears and anxieties about assassins and inquisitors and other such terrible things until Sigmund himself was completely freaked out!
Soon Sigmund was voicing his own fears until the panic was completely contagious and Violet woke up from the sounds of alarm from her little corner of the single large room of the apartment.
Pamela went and cuddled Violet reassuringly as Sigmund and the others completely freaked out. Sigmund was so crippled by anxiety that he barely even noticed.
***…