Chapter 122(Orphan)
Maya Janowska the tickle slave was in a heaven of brilliant colour as she was tickle wrestled on the bed by the exquisite Mistress Octavia, the ridiculously big breasted wife and consort of Mistress Wendy!
"You are not even trying to tickle me back!", the naked Mistress Octavia complained yet again during the energetic wrestling on the soft sheets.
Maya was honestly too busy laughing to even reply as Mistress Octavia squeezed her ribs just below the boobs.
Maya's body was involuntarily humping Maya's pussy against Mistress Octavia's leg, caught in the wonderful lust aura, so horny for the busty curly haired brunette that it was almost scary.
"You have to tickle me too!", Mistress Octavia complained as the pitifully weak Maya was unable to fight even the weakest wrestling holds to tickle her back.
"I'm too weak Mistress Octavia!", the horny Maya squealed back, feebly humping her leg.
Mistress Octavia suddenly stopped tickling Maya and got up without warning, walking away over the bed faster than Maya's weak lust maddened body could follow. The lust aura passed out of reach of Maya, and she was left gasping for breath and masturbating in residual lust on the sheets.
The colour suddenly vanished, leaving Maya in black and white, but she didn't withdraw too hard.
Maya looked up, and immediately noticed several pale naked Night Lords masturbating hard looking at her, apparently having greatly enjoyed watching the naked lesbian tickle wrestling...
The bed was absolutely huge, the floor area of a house, and had quite a few occupants scattered around it.
Off to one end of the bed, the exquisite Mistress Wendy was on her hands and knees in her dominatrix gear, with the G string pulled down to her booted knees as her husband Adolf fucked her from behind in doggy style.
Mistress Wendy had taken fertility drugs this morning to get a good start repaying her debt of new Night Lords to the Matriarch, and was apparently going to start ovulating soon. Her husband had been fucking her all day long to get her filled with cum just before she ovulated, pausing only to recharge his sperm. Usually women didn't ovulate so soon after giving birth, but Mistress Wendy (and the Matriarch) had gotten impatient with Mistress Wendy's lack of being pregnant.
Mistress Wendy's other consort Mistress Belzevelle the dark eldar was currently assigned baby minding duty in a far end of the room where it was quieter away from the bed.
Several naked Night Lords lay about the bed, some apparently asleep and some awake beating off over the women on the bed. The bedsheets were plastered in jets of white Night Lord cum, as was Maya herself who had been extremely thoroughly fucked by the massive Astartes...
Only a relative few Night Lords were on the bed right now, as they bedded in shifts to keep the command centre manned at all times. The massive chaos lord Luke Sevenson was currently in the command centre, much to the frustration of Mistress Octavia who was especially fond of him.
Maya curiously looked to see where Mistress Octavia had gone, and saw her rummaging through bondage stuff on a shelf beside the bed.
Consort Adolf let out a loud groan, drawing Maya's attention, and she saw him exhaustedly pull out of Mistress Wendy.
Mistress Wendy calmly pulled her G string back up to it's place and crawled around to face her husband.
The naked Consort Adolf bowed down on the bed in submission to Mistress Wendy, and she lovingly stroked his hair with a dominant hand.
Mistress Wendy whispered some words to her husband, who whispered back, and she then crawled to the edge of the bed and got up, walking over to a desk with a cogitator on it to keep working on her administrative job duties from home. She had been doing this all day, working for a while, returning to her husband to be fucked, and continuing work for a while. She was absolutely determined to get pregnant.
Consort Adolf rehydrated with a water bottle beside him on the bed, and ate a packaged food item, laying on the bed in exhaustion trying to recharge his sperm, he looked absolutely exhausted after an entire day of inseminating Mistress Wendy.
Mistress Octavia suddenly returned, holding a set of hogtie quad cuffs. Maya instantly got excited at the prospect of being in delicious bondage!
Mistress Octavia then lay down and hogtied herself behind the back with her wrists and ankles in the quad cuffs, disappointing Maya.
"Tickle me", Mistress Octavia eagerly commanded, rolling over on her back and spreading her hogtied knees.
Maya was unused to being the one who tormented others, but obediently crawled over.
She was instantly caught by the lust aura and found herself eating out Mistress Octavia's pussy...
Mistress Octavia moaned brazenly, her pussy extremely moist, and Maya eagerly explored the wet depths with her tongue, greatly enjoying this.
"Please tickle me as well," Mistress Octavia moaned pleadingly.
Maya didn't stop giving oral, but hesitantly reached out with her extremely weak hands, and stroked her soft fingertips over Mistress Octavia's soft sides.
Mistress Octavia squealed with laughter, encouraging Maya to keep stroking, and the laughter continued.
Maya felt strangely empowered to be the tickler for a change, and explored Mistress Octavia's deliciously fuckable body with her soft fingertips, tongue wiggling deep inside the ever wetter pussy.
Maya herself was horny as shit from the lust aura, but she was a lesbian submissive slave by sexuality, so she naturally always wanted to give oral to dominant women, and the lust aura compelled her to keep eating the pussy.
Maya was good at eating pussy, her laughing mouth always gave enthusiastic oral to the pussies of titillatrices every single day back in the dungeon, she just loved it.
Mistress Octavia moaned hoarsely in orgasm, and her pussy suddenly ejaculated out a gush of clear squirt all over Maya's face.
Maya's squirt soaked face grinned triumphantly, and she got to work giving Mistress Octavia multiples as her fingertips explored soft feminine smooth skin.
Mistress Octavia was a laughing moaning orgasm machine, and was soon machine gunning out squirt all over Maya's face and begging Maya not to stop.
Maya squealed with ticklish surprise as a jet of semen cascaded over her hypersensitive back, and she turned her face in Mistress Octavia's pussy to see a Night Lord standing just out of range of the lust aura, energetically beating off over the lesbian sex.
Mistress Octavia simply extended her laughing tongue to the Night Lord as a target, and he obligingly aimed his next jet to cover her entire face in thick white cum!
Maya easily ignored the masturbator, used to this. Back in the dungeon men would beat off right in her face and cum all over her every single day, she was completely showered with cum, and the titillatrices would then massage it into her skin like a moisturiser. Being cummed on was just Maya's life.
Maya stroked Mistress Octavia's massive spongy warm breasts, eliciting squealing laughter, and Maya groaned in pleasure from this erotic sensation on her fingertips.
A jet of semen then soaked Mistress Octavia's huge tits, getting all over Maya's hands, and Maya tickled the slippery white fluid into the breasts with her light fingertips, making her laugh even harder.
And suddenly there was a penis in the way...
Maya looked up from Mistress Octavia's pussy to see the naked ass of a Night Lord fucking Mistress Octavia between the tits...
The masturbator had gotten too close to the lust aura and had been caught...
The bare ass was moving energetically as the Astartes fucked Mistress Octavia's giant tits, his hands apparently holding the tits together over his cock, using the earlier cum as lubricant.
Maya didn't really like having this male ass in her face...
*LOUD FART*
Maya was gone, even the lust aura couldn't keep her there with her face in that filthy smelling fart!
She crawled clear of the lust aura gasping for fresher air!
The Night Lord simply slid down Mistress Octavia and fucked the horny moaning hogtied woman in the pussy, squeezing her side with one hand to tickle her to keep her happy.
Maya was slightly annoyed by the man ruining her fun, and looked hopefully around the bed for fresh excitement.
One of the reclining Night Lords instantly showed interest in the powerless slave, and lazily pointed to his erect penis!
Maya was a slave who didn't get sexual consent, so she simply crawled over obediently to be fucked despite not at all wanting this.
The Astartes rolled over on his back with his hands lazily resting behind his head so that poor Maya would have to do all the work. His huge yucky erection was stiffly waiting in the air expectantly.
Maya unhappily climbed onto the man, and weakly positioned her pussy over the penis.
Maya was still moist with residual wetness from Mistress Octavia, and took advantage of this natural lubrication to impale her loins on the monstrous penis.
Maya exhaled deeply as the distressingly large penis pushed inside her, so big that it displaced space inside her abdominal cavity, making her feel slightly short of breath.
The Night Lord groaned in pleasure as Maya weakly pushed and pulled her heavy body over the unwanted penetrative object inside her, and she was left grossed out and doing all the work, without enjoying herself even slightly.
Maya was completely exhausted from hard work when the lazy Night Lord finally came inside her, and she collapsed down on the bed next to him, too wrecked from exhaustion to even move for a while.
The lazy Night Lord didn't even thank her for all her hard work, and he simply fell asleep as she weakly recovered her stamina.
Mistress Octavia was still being enthusiastically fucked by the Night Lord masturbator, and Mistress Wendy was busy. Maya wasn't keen on fucking any more Night Lords for a while, so she wisely crawled over to lay beside Consort Adolf.
The muscular naked man turned his head to look at Maya as she crawled weakly into his view, Maya crawled right up to him and collapsed on the sheets beside him.
"Hi," Consort Adolf said simply, sounding rather exhausted.
"Hello Sir," Maya replied submissively.
"How's it going?", Consort Adolf tiredly asked conversationally.
"I am well Sir, this body that Mistress Wendy owns is in good condition," Maya said very submissively.
"I, erm, ok that's good I guess," Consort Adolf fumbled awkwardly.
Maya rested her hands behind her head, laying on her back, her breasts and naked body swaying slightly from the movement.
Consort Adolf reflexively looked her body up and down, then looked away in embarrassment. Maya smiled sweetly at him.
"I, erm, I need to get Mistress Wendy pregnant," Consort Adolf said, seemingly said more to remind himself than to inform Maya.
"Yes Sir," Maya said happily.
Consort Adolf now had a huge erection, apparently from Maya exciting him, and blushed.
"Mistress Wendy, I am erect again!", Consort Adolf loudly called to his wife.
"Already?, That was fast." Mistress Wendy said in surprise, dominantly sauntering over to the bed.
Maya lay slightly nervously without moving as Mistress Wendy crawled onto the bed towards Consort Adolf. Consort Adolf sat up and knelt before his dominant gorgeous wife, his head bowed.
Mistress Wendy confidently crawled up and assertively kissed her husband on the lips, giving his bottom lip a brief cruel bite with her clean white teeth, making him flinch in pain.
Mistress Wendy broke the kiss, still holding her face against her husband's face, and reached up with one hand to playfully stroke the side of his neck, making him flinch and laugh slightly.
Maya was astonished by how little Consort Adolf was tickled by the neck stroking, she was not used to "normal people" who were not supernaturally ticklish, she actually found Consort Adolf's lack of reaction inside this sacred tower borderline blasphemy. How was Blessed Slaanesh supposed to feed on such feeble laughter!
Mistress Wendy kept lightly tickling her husband, who merely giggled slightly and submissively did not resist. Maya found herself getting angrier and angrier at Consort Adolf's blasphemous lack of proper laughter.
Mistress Wendy slid her G string down to her booted knees, and then rolled backwards onto her back, stretching her legs up so that her ankles lay to either side of her head. Mistress Wendy slid the G string all the way down her legs, until the tightly stretched undergarment lay across her open mouth like an extremely thin gag. Mistress Wendy sucked on the G string provocatively and reached down with both hands to open her copiously wet, already semen filled cunt.
Consort Adolf was completely erect, and very eagerly climbed on Mistress Wendy and guided himself inside her with one hand.
Mistress Wendy wrapped her arms around his back, and Consort Adolf began to rhythmically thrust his hips.
Maya couldn't hear much over the heavy laughter from Mistress Octavia, but Mistress Wendy did appear to be moaning with pleasure from her penetration.
Maya always marvelled at the power of the daemon rings Mistress Wendy and her consorts wore. Mistress Wendy was a total lesbian with no attraction to men at all, but with her ring on she became absolutely fountaining wet for her husband if he also wore his own ring, as though Consort Adolf was an unbelievably sexy woman to Mistress Wendy's sight.
Maya had absolutely no sexual interest in Consort Adolf, and Mistress Wendy wouldn't either without her ring. As a lesbian herself, Maya found it disconcerting to see a fellow lesbian you have known for years suddenly become enthusiastically horny for dick!
Maya just kept laying two feet away on the bed, as the rhythmic motions sent vibrations through the mattress under her.
Maya began to giggle as the vibrations became forceful enough to slightly tickle her extremely sensitive skin, and Mistress Wendy's moaning became loud enough to be heard over the racket from Mistress Octavia.
"I'm coming!, I'm coming Mistress Wendy!"
Consort Adolf let out the feeblest little grunt of pleasure, and lay still on top of Mistress Wendy. Maya found his orgasm sounds rather disappointing, like all men he seemed incapable of experiencing the true bliss of orgasm like a woman could.
Mistress Wendy kissed her husband through the G string in her mouth, and Consort Adolf submissively pulled out of her, kneeling in subservience before her.
Maya had noticed that poor Mistress Wendy hadn't even gotten an orgasm, and frowned slightly, the exalted Slaanesh Champion should ALWAYS get an orgasm!
Mistress Wendy pulled up her G string whilst lowering her legs in one fluid motion, and sat up, absentmindedly tidying up her hair with her hands.
"Recharge your sperm husband, we will go again as soon as you are physically able," Mistress Wendy said dominantly.
"Yes Mistress Wendy," Consort Adolf said exhaustedly, looking like he was in pain now.
Mistress Wendy gave his cheek a dominant stroke, and returned to her desk, cum visibly oozing over her G string, her pussy obviously full to bursting with the stuff.
Consort Adolf slumped down, and rolled half on top of Maya, making her laugh hysterically as his head and shoulder pressed into her sensitive abdomen.
Maya laughed involuntarily, but she didn't otherwise move, far too submissive to resist. Consort Adolf rolled and twisted at the realisation that he was on top of her, and Maya couldn't help pulling her hands down from under her head defensively, but stopped short of touching him with her hands.
Consort Adolf noticed her lack of protests or resistance of any kind, and rolled and shifted so that the side of his head lay on her stomach like a pillow, facing her face. Maya squealed with laughter, but remained completely submissive and compliant like the very good slave she was.
"I'm used to using Octavia as a pillow, she is crazy ticklish too." Consort Adolf said with a phantom of fondness.
Maya tensed and nodded, making a quiet high pitched noise of ticklish anticipation.
Consort Adolf merely settled down completely still, using her as a pillow for his head. Maya's jumpy ticklishness became more manageable, and she cautiously returned her hands behind her head, mostly so that she would be more open to tickle if he so desired.
Consort Adolf sighed in exhausted relief, obviously enjoying Maya as his pillow.
"You don't mind me resting my head on you?", Consort Adolf asked after a pause.
"I am a slave Sir, feel free to use my body any way you wish," Maya said submissively.
Consort Adolf nodded, which tickled her terribly for a moment, and then he lay still, closing his eyes.
Maya quietly lay with her hands behind her head, and Consort Adolf soon seemed to be asleep.
All was calm for a while.
"What the FUCK!?", Mistress Wendy suddenly yelled in a fury from her desk.
"You fucking, you evil, you..."
"You rotten sneaking bugs!"
Mistress Octavia went silent as every Night Lord in the room rushed to Mistress Wendy to offer assistance.
Consort Adolf sat up, "what happened?", he asked.
Mistress Wendy angrily activated a holographic projector, and played a recorded message.
Stirring hopeful music filled the air. The holographic projector showed a three dimensional image of three anatomically normal looking naked humans, one male and two female, all well fed and each holding a horrifying looking ripper in their hands!
The rippers were completely calm in the people's hands, but were scuttling their legs a lot as though eager to be somewhere, forcing the people to grip them carefully to stop them escaping. Amazingly, the rippers were not even trying to bite them despite being clearly able to!
The male in the group spoke.
"People of Muntilliko Island, would you like some food?"
"Are you hungry?"
"How many more days will your stores of food in your homes last?"
"Are you starving already, or do you still have a few more days of food before you begin to starve?"
"You don't have to starve, you could eat a bounty of food right now, we have plentiful food supplies."
"Who are "we" you ask?, We are locals of Muntilliko Island just like you, locals who transformed ourselves into tyranids with a simple injection."
One of the women stepped forward, holding aloft a badly squirming brutally jawed ripper that was snapping its fearsome jaws furiously.
"Watch this," the woman said, and shifted her grip of the ripper to one arm, and put her free hand directly inside the ripper's snapping slavering mouth!
The ripper stopped snapping immediately before her hand could be bitten, and energetically used its huge tongue to try to push the hand out of its mouth, as though the taste and smell physically disgusted it!
"As you can see, the tyranid ripper doesn't want to eat me, as long as I live my flesh is disgusting to it."
"We will be going to every home, pushing injection syringes under the doors. If you wish to become a tyranid like us and be safe from the tyranids then all you and your families have to do is inject yourselves with the syringes. They contain material milked from the ovipositor of a tyranid genestealer, and will transform you like us."
"The transformation process takes a few hours, possibly half the day, so wait at least 12 hours after the injection before you go outside..."
Wendy stopped the hologram footage before it could continue, despite it clearly not being over yet.
"Fuck...", several Night Lords murmured gravely.
"Fuck is an understatement, they will infect Slaanesh only knows how many new people!", Mistress Wendy exclaimed.
Maya groaned in horror, her highly intelligent mind processing that this was even worse than the enemy just having even more forces.
"Even if the hormagaunts and rippers are wiped out, we won't know which civilians are secretly infected, possibly millions of them. They would quietly move all over the planet and even to orbit on civilian transports after peace is declared, they would infest everywhere...", Maya said with absolute horror.
"Precisely!", Mistress Wendy agreed angrily.
"What the fuck are we going to do?", Consort Adolf asked his wife fearfully.
"We have to win this war NOW before they have time to put syringes under too many doors, otherwise we might as well nuke the entire island until nothing is left!", Mistress Wendy said angrily.
"But how do we win quickly?", Consort Adolf asked.
"We need more forces, BETTER forces, not this poorly trained dark eldar rabble. We need to get the best troops out of Low Commorragh and bring them here to fight. Tanks, Titans, space marines, every fucking elite thing we have!, It's the only way!", Mistress Wendy exclaimed.
"I will talk to the Matriarch right now on the vox, she HAS to deploy everything now while we still have time," Mistress Wendy announced and hurriedly made a vox call...
***...
In the depths of Sevenson controlled Low Commorragh, Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Doctor Liling Sevenson moaned sadistically as she cut into her current wounded plaything.
The plaything, one Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Miriael Sabathiel, moaned in masochistic ecstasy from the straps that held her naked wounded body down to the surgery table.
"The orgasmic pain!", Miriael Sabathiel screamed in pleasure, her mouth open in obvious orgasm as Liling performed open surgery without any anaesthetic.
Liling sneered arrogantly, and deliberately tortured her plaything even more, cutting into her just to cause unnecessary pain that had nothing to do with the operation.
Miriael's vagina squirted powerfully in orgasm, her face contorted in extreme pleasure as she moaned with deafening volume, and Liling tortured her even more.
Miriael Sabathiel was a dark legend among Slaanesh worshippers, a former sister of battle who had converted to worship Slaanesh, becoming a Slaanesh Champion. The depraved woman was a colossal sadomasochistic pervert, and an utterly deadly fighter of breathtaking grace and skill.
Liling felt honoured to have such an esteemed plaything to torture, and was savouring every cut into this infamous pervert.
Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Miriael Sabathiel was here in Low Commorragh as a guest of the Matriarch, and she was hardly the only famous person to arrive to help the fighting in Low Commorragh.
Slaanesh worshippers of the military variety desired above all else to claim eldar souls for the ravenous appetite of cruel Slaanesh, and would always enthusiastically jump at any opportunity to join in any attack against eldar of any variety. Regardless of their usual differences and politics, Slaanesh worshippers from a wide variety of war bands and factions were putting aside their usual differences to join forces with the Sevenson forces in this fighting.
Almost everyone who was anyone in the world of Slaanesh worshippers desperately wanted to be part of the fighting in sacred Commorragh, they were flocking here so enthusiastically that they would actually become violent if the Sevensons tried to turn any away. The Matriarch very wisely was welcoming any and all to help in the fighting, and more new people arrived every single day to enthusiastically join in on the mayhem.
With the help of their Ebony Stiletto kabal vassals, the Sevensons now had complete access to the web way system, and had used this system to allow very rapid travel between the Eye of Terror and the Maelstrom. Slaanesh worshippers of all varieties were flocking into these web ways at the freely offered invitation of the Sevenson Matriarch, and the web way system was letting vast numbers of Eye of Terror forces reach the Maelstrom in less than a day.
Vast numbers of Emperors Children Chaos Space Marines were currently in Low Commorragh now, as well as contingents from the Flawless Host, Angels of Ecstasy, Violators, Corpus Brethren, and many other Slaanesh worshipping Chaos Space Marine War Bands, and more arrived every passing day. Legions of Slaanesh worshipping Knights and Titans from the Eye of Terror stomped the region, huge hordes of mutants and beast men were constantly arriving by the trillions to join the fighting now, and huge legions of Slaanesh daemons cavorted everywhere feasting on dark eldar souls.
The Sevenson Matriarch in theory acted as the figurehead ruler of all of these various forces, having already staked her claim, but in practice she had no firm control over most of these forces. In the general spirit of harvesting eldar souls for Slaanesh, these diverse forces generally worked together cooperatively enough and freely shared military resources and supplies.
The Ebony Stiletto kabal had admittedly suffered some unfortunate "friendly fire" incidents from newly arrived overly enthusiastic Slaanesh worshippers harvesting their souls, and the Sevensons were going to great lengths to try to get these guests to tell the difference between friendly eldar and enemy eldar, with mixed success. Generally these Slaanesh forces were willing to spare the eldar who were vassals of the Sevensons, so long as they had other eldar to fight, and these forces had carved out new territories in Low Commorragh, slaughtering billions of dark eldar slaves and minor kabals unfortunate enough to be in their path.
Asdrubael Vect the lord of Commorragh was by now aware of the massive Slaanesh invasion in his city, and forces from the dreaded kabal of the Black Heart had been encountered along the front lines, but the large number of Slaanesh Champions present had simply parched these forces to death, forcing these dreaded forces to bitterly retreat.
Every xenos and human mercenary in the entire city of Commorragh seemed to have been hired by Vect himself to fight on behalf of the dark eldar who couldn't survive the extreme parching, and the levels of general violence and mayhem all over the front lines was beyond description.
Dark eldar throughout Low Commorragh were being effected by such a high concentration of Slaanesh forces in their proximity, making the drain on their souls worse than ever, and the dark eldar were forced to feed on more pain than usual just to stave off the thirst, resulting in far more real space raids by desperate dark eldar seeking torture victims.
The Ebony Stiletto kabal and their slaves were not immune to this drain, but they had an endless supply of eager masochistic Slaanesh worshippers to torture, so were doing far better than their (surviving) neighbour kabals.
Liling and her husband Augusta had moved to Low Commorragh with their kids even before the tyranid troubles began, setting up a new family home here in this sacred place, and Liling had been providing apothecary services freely to all as her way of helping the war effort of blessed Slaanesh. She had had the honour of torturing many distinguished wounded celebrities back to full health over the course of this conflict, and her insatiable sadistic lust for surgery was the most satisfied it had ever been.
Miriael Sabathiel had been badly injured in battle a few hours ago, and had been rushed barely alive to Liling's surgery play room. Liling had had her strapped down naked, and the pair of them had been having a wonderful time together ever since.
Liling pulled yet more shrapnel out of the moaning orgasmic Miriael, and the woman squirted again in another intense orgasm.
"I haven't climaxed this hard in ages!", Miriael moaned at Liling in deep pleasure.
"It's a gift," Liling replied happily, enjoying the praise.
Miriael moaned and screamed again, orgasming harder as Liling deliberately inflicted as much pain as she possibly could just to show off.
"You are an exquisite goddess!", Miriael praised Liling in awe at her ability to inflict so much wonderful pain.
Liling smiled arrogantly, and continued torturing her plaything.
"I'm so wet for you," Miriael moaned at Liling desperately.
"I'm married," Liling apologised to the plaything.
"But I want you so badly!"
"Everyone does, I have many hopeful admirers," Liling said with smug arrogance.
Miriael groaned in frustrated dismay, but was soon orgasming again from the agony of the surgery.
Liling unnecessarily prolonged the surgery as much as she reasonably could, just to torture Miriael Sabathiel as long as possible, but was sadly forced to eventually sew her up completely repaired.
"That was perfect," Miriael told Liling in awe from the straps, still naked.
Liling flushed with pleasure at the praise, feeling good.
"Violate me?", Miriael begged, looking down at her defenceless naked body invitingly.
"My son Cheng will be happy to violate you," Liling offered.
Miriael nodded enthusiastically.
"Cheng!", Liling yelled loudly out a door.
"Yes Mum?", Cheng called back submissively.
"I want you to fuck and violate this woman," Liling yelled.
Cheng came running eagerly, followed cautiously by his freeloading dark eldar girlfriend, and Cheng pounced on the defenceless Miriael, deflowering her feverishly as the eldar girlfriend watched the show.
Liling left them to it, and got ready to torture her next plaything, this one a badly wounded Chaos Space Marine of the Corpus Brethren.
Liling really did love her job.
***...
Cheng Sevenson had a great time with the restrained naked body of the legendary Miriael Sabathiel, the infamous sister of battle turned Slaanesh Champion, he honestly couldn't believe his luck!
Cheng's Dark Eldar Dominatrix Laezathara sat a respectful distance away from the Slaanesh Champion Miriael Sabathiel, hesitant to get too close, and simply watched as Cheng did extremely fun things to various parts of Miriael's strapped down naked body.
Cheng was having fun, but Miriael seemed rather less impressed...
"When Champion Liling said she had a son, I thought she meant a space marine," Miriael said unhappily.
"I am a space marine, I have my first gene seed organs now," Cheng protested.
"Baby neophytes don't really count," Miriael sniffed in boredom.
"What am I doing wrong?", Cheng asked defensively.
"Your dick is too small..." Miriael began.
"It will get bigger!", Cheng protested adamantly.
"You have been saying that for weeks," Mistress Laezathara said quietly in the background.
"I'm bored, missionary position?, Have you no imagination at all?", Miriael complained, Cheng currently naked on top of her fucking her strapped down naked body in the pussy.
"I'm having a good time," Cheng told her.
"Of course YOU are having a good time, you are fucking Miriael Sabathiel," Miriael snapped arrogantly.
Miriael looked at Cheng's girlfriend Mistress Laezathara.
"I would much rather eat her soul," Miriael said hungrily.
Cheng angrily slapped her across the face!
Miriael merely moaned slightly from the slap.
"My girlfriend is NOT food!, Eat someone else!", Cheng snarled at her.
"Or what?", Miriael asked arrogantly.
Cheng picked up a scalpel and held it to her throat.
"Or I cut your throat and you bleed to death!", Cheng warned angrily.
Miriael tugged hard on the straps binding her, but she was completely trapped, unable to defend herself.
Miriael sighed.
"I'm bored," Miriael complained again, apparently having decided not to drain out Mistress Laezathara's soul.
"That's just too bad," Cheng said, and resumed having his way with her delicious raven haired body.
Cheng eventually decided that his balls were completely empty, and pulled out of the gorgeous Miriael Sabathiel, feeling deeply satisfied.
"That was the worst sex I have ever had," Miriael told him nastily.
Cheng felt a delicious thrill of submissive humiliation at this proclamation from this famous Slaaneshi celebrity sex symbol, the galling humiliation of being judged her worst felt so good to his masochism.
Cheng reluctantly unstrapped the naked Slaanesh Champion, and she got gracefully to her feet.
Without even a pause Miriael kicked Cheng viciously hard in the balls!
Cheng didn't double over, merely moaning orgasmically from the wonderful pain, and Miriael kicked again and again!
Cheng ejaculated everywhere in messy white spurts as Miriael Sabathiel completely kicked his ass for the bad boring sex, and Cheng was soon laying twitching on the floor surrounded by gobs of his semen, savagely beaten up.
Miriael Sabathiel was towering naked over him, pressing her bare foot into his face, and Cheng blissfully kissed the foot in masochistic worship.
"What are you doing being violent in my surgery!", Mum's voice cut through the air suddenly with delicious dominance from a doorway.
Miriael flinched back in submission, apparently having a hard masochistic submissive crush on Mum, and immediately dropped to one knee before the bloody surgical gowned Mum.
"Forgive me Champion Liling!", Miriael Sabathiel apologised profusely in submissive worship.
"She kicked my ass for giving her crap sex," Cheng explained.
"Are you saying that you think that you DESERVE better than crap sex?!", Mum said severely with exquisite dominance.
Miriael Sabathiel flinched and moaned in submissive worship, her face looking utterly smitten.
"You are exquisite," Miriael moaned at Mum in worship.
"I KNOW I am exquisite you grovelling submissive slut!", Mum snapped back with severe arrogance.
Miriael moaned in orgasmic bliss and grovelled down on the floor on her face before Mum, kissing the floor in submission.
"Who gave you permission to kiss my exalted floor!", Mum snapped, which only excited Miriael even more.
"I love you!", Miriael told Mum.
"My own beloved son isn't good enough for you?!", Mum shouted dominantly.
"Forgive me Mistress Liling!, You are right!," Miriael agreed, half insane with lust.
"Please just torture me again, I have never felt such extreme pain before!", Miriael begged Mum.
"Oh I will torture you like you have never been tortured before!", Mum snarled demonically, her face horribly distorted.
Miriael wept in gratitude, worshipping Mum completely.
***...
Cheng lay in bed with Mistress Laezathara, as the orgasmic wailing of Miriael floated very faintly through the soundproof walls from Mum's personal surgery dungeon room. The sounds of Dad screaming in agony mixed with this sound, Mum obviously performing surgery torture on both of them together at the same time.
"I hope to get some sleep tonight, they are so loud," Mistress Laezathara complained, snuggled beside Cheng under the bedcovers.
"Yes Mistress Laezathara," Cheng agreed submissively.
The dark eldar dominatrix stroked the side of his face affectionately, and gave him a brief kiss.
Cheng smiled at the gesture.
Mistress Laezathara was the same parched half born female kabalite warrior who had first tortured Cheng to recharge her soul, back when he got gang banged by all of those female dark eldar slaves in that filthy slum room. The pair had remained intimately involved ever since, though Cheng wasn't ever sexually faithful to her.
Mistress Laezathara lived in Cheng's bedroom, letting her hide from being mustered and deployed to combat duties, and she was basically a freeloader who ate their food and fed off Cheng's pain. Mum tolerated this, (barely), and had yet to evict this squatter from her home, on the understanding that she was Cheng's official girlfriend.
Mistress Laezathara didn't do much in the way of chores or other help, and mostly just tortured Cheng or followed him around the home.
Mistress Laezathara had obvious reservations about being in a quasi paedophilic relationship with an adolescent boy, it showed clearly on her face, but she also just as clearly personally benefited from the relationship with physical safety from being sent into dangerous combat, a clean place to live, and continually quenching on Cheng's pain, so she tolerated the relationship.
"I long for the day when your gene seed organs make you big as a man," Mistress Laezathara told him greedily.
"In a year I will be," Cheng promised her.
"Good, I don't like being taller than my lovers," Mistress Laezathara purred.
Cheng was naked under the covers, but Mistress Laezathara was wearing a rubber dominatrix outfit, though lacking shoes in bed, and Cheng traced a hand over the decorative lines of the rubber outfit, following the lines all the way to one of her breasts.
Mistress Laezathara slapped his face immediately for daring to touch her breasts without permission, and he pulled his hand away submissively.
Mistress Laezathara was quite strict when it came to physical touch, she could touch Cheng any way she liked but Cheng couldn't touch her in any intimate place without permission, she was the Top and Cheng was the bottom, and she expected and demanded that he treat her like an exalted lady.
They did have sex, but only when Mistress Laezathara wanted it, and Cheng often took to having sex with other people. Mistress Laezathara existed primarily to torture and dominate Cheng, sex was merely a delightful unexpected bonus when it did happen, and it certainly didn't happen as often as Cheng would like.
Mistress Laezathara dominantly played with Cheng's face as she snuggled him in bed, she was a very cuddly sleeper and liked to snuggle him without sex, he suspected just to torture him with blue balls. She wouldn't even let him masturbate in bed when they snuggled like this!
More female piercing screams of orgasmic agony penetrated the walls, Miriael Sabathiel was screaming her head off from some surgery Mum was doing to her.
"Sounds like they are having fun," Cheng said conversationally.
"Good for them, I still want to sleep eventually," Mistress Laezathara dismissed.
"Yes Mistress," Cheng said submissively.
***...
Cheng and his girlfriend were extremely sleepy the next morning as they sat at the breakfast table in the mess room of this section of the vast building, they had been kept up half the night by Miriael's agonised screaming.
The building they lived in was a section of one of the endless twisted Low Commorragh skyscrapers, this particular building twisting for miles in a 3 dimensional shape like a twisted tangled thorn bush. The building was far too large for the family of Augusta and Liling to occupy even 1 percent of it, and many many Sevensons had set up homes inside different parts of this vast building.
This part of this building was prime Sevenson real estate, right in the middle of the controlled territory, right next to the Matriarch's throne room building and other vitally important locations were various Sevenson women worked, and as a result this part of this building had quite a large population of Sevenson women and their families living in it.
The vast building was multi purpose depending on which part of the building you were in, and this particular part of the building was dedicated to the medical professions, acting as both a hospital and a residential area for the various medical professionals.
The mess room they currently sat in was shared by many families of medical Sevenson women, a communal dining area were the somewhat gregarious Sevensons could eat together in big groups.
At one nearby table was the family of Aunty Mandy the dentist, at another was Doctor Carina Sevenson the former chief apothecary before Mum eclipsed her in skill, at every table sat a family, all having breakfast prepared for them by servants of the Sevenson family.
Miriael Sabathiel was currently sitting eating breakfast at the table with Mum, Miriael now dressed in corrupted sister of battle power armour, and was looking at Mum with smitten lovesick eyes after a long night of surgical torture.
Mum and Dad were chatting happily to Miriael, feeling friendly towards her after a night of playing sadistic games with her, and Miriael was laughing happily and chatting in turn with them, and very unsubtly trying to hit on Mum.
The immediate family was very used to Slaanesh worshippers trying to hit on Mum, she always got a lot of unwanted romantic attention from masochistic patients she had operated on. Chaos Space Marines and even Chaos Lords from other allied Slaanesh worshipping war bands were forever crushing hard on Mum and trying to romantically pursue her, this was just an occupational hazard for any highly skilled Slaanesh worshipping pain-smith like Mum.
This happened to a lot of apothecaries. Fabius Bile for example got no end of homosexual advances from horny masochistic Emperors Children, with at least a few hundred different Marines desperately wanting him for a boyfriend or husband.
Mum usually managed to convince most of her overly enthusiastic suitors that she wasn't interested, but some of them had difficulty taking "no" for an answer. Quite a lot of them wanted to challenge Dad to a dual over Mum, but Dad, (being a dishonourable pragmatic Night Lord), simply politely turned down these duals as he had nothing to gain and much to lose from accepting them. The marines would frequently try to kill Dad anyway to remove him as a rival, but he would just run away with his jump pack like the quintessential Night Lord.
Mum would eventually agree to take the most persistent suitors as "lovers", and would then simply strap them down and horrifically mutilate them until not much was left, and send their limbless cock-less barely alive bodies back to their respective war bands, who would usually patch them up with bionics and warn their lovesick mutilated comrades not to go back to Mum.
Sometimes even this wasn't enough to keep them away, and these returning lunatic suitors ended up so badly mutilated that they had to be interned into a dreadnaught just to keep them alive. The war bands of these lunatics would then usually demand that their dreadnaught comrade stop pursuing Mum, and do everything in their power to keep the lust mad dreadnaughts away from Mum's surgery.
These war bands were not always successful, and horny masochistic dreadnaughts would occasionally storm into Mum's operating room proclaiming their romantic love for her. Mum was never hurt by them, they would simply piss her off by romantically serenading and wooing her for hours until their respective war bands came to collect their wayward dreadnaughts.
Miriael Sabathiel was just the latest of these masochistic suitors, and was actually better than most, not being too pushy to demand a relationship and simply hitting on Mum shamelessly without otherwise forcing herself on Mum.
Mum looked tired, having spent half the night doing agonising unnecessary surgery on Miriael just to torture her, but her pink mark of Slaanesh glowed merrily on her cheek, showing that she was buzzing with sadistic satisfaction after this night of extreme cruelty.
If Miriael left soon then she would get to keep all of her body parts, as Mum was not yet irritated by her, and Miriael would be VERY wise to leave soon while Mum's patience lasted.
Cheng was distracted from his thoughts by Mistress Laezathara stroking his face dominantly, and he turned his eyes to look at his Dominatrix girlfriend.
Mistress Laezathara was an utterly gorgeous creature, slender and elegant, her cruel face extremely well sculpted and very pretty, like a model. She had been a withered parched crone when Cheng first met her, but an extremely heavy constant diet of his pain had quenched her to overflowing, making her look extremely young and gorgeous and flawless.
She had black hair, but not yet very long, only a few months of growth. The period of being parched had damaged all the hair that had grown during this period, making it grey and withered, so she had shaved it all off shortly after meeting Cheng and let it grow out again completely healthy.
The short hair didn't really suit her, but every day it got a bit sexier as the length increased. (It had actually been really sexy and kinky back when it was clean shaved).
Mistress Laezathara was clad in a gorgeous rubber dominatrix outfit, the only sorts of clothing she ever wore since dating Cheng. Cheng knew for a fact that Mistress Laezathara dressed like this not for his pleasure, but in an attempt to make Mum approve of her. Mistress Laezathara was utterly terrified of Mum the Slaanesh Champion, and went to extreme efforts to get on Mum's good graces, including by dressing in the fashion of a Sevenson woman.
Mum was currently wearing an absurdly cute pink summer nightie bedecked with Slaanesh symbols, having come straight to breakfast after getting up, and currently had one of the delicate thin shoulder straps hanging loose down her side, exposing one breast and breastfeeding Cheng's baby brother "Ching Chong".
The babies actual name was Tai Sevenson, but the racist nickname, "Ching Chong Kim Jong Fatso Fried A Cat", had simply refused to die, with at least some of the family still confused about what his name was. Dad had been laughing far too much about this stupid racist joke, and Cheng personally doubted that Tai himself would appreciate this when he was old enough to understand it.
Even those family members who actually knew that Ching Chong was a joke name still forgot what the actual real name was, and ended up referring to him as Ching Chong. The perpetually stupid Mistress Octavia was one of the worst culprits for doing this over a video call, but even other less stupid people were doing it too.
Cheng just wanted this joke name to die already.
"You seem distracted," Mistress Laezathara's voice cut through his thoughts, she was still stroking his face dominantly as he had spaced out.
"Yes Mistress, my mind is wandering," Cheng apologised submissively.
His attention snapped back completely to his exquisite dark eldar Dominatrix, giving her his undivided attention.
"Today I want to torture your muscles with an injection of agonising cramping agents, I will then make you do endless heavy exercise all day as your cramping muscles scream with agony," Mistress Laezathara purred sadistically.
Cheng got an instantaneous erection, shuddering all over with intense sexual yearning.
"I will watch you suffer and feed so much on your delicious pain. You will also pamper me today and you of course won't get any sex," Mistress Laezathara said with a nasty smile.
Cheng groaned in blissful masochistic anticipation, that sounded so good!
"Cheng has training in the firing range today, followed by close combat training and educational classes," Dad loudly interrupted!
Cheng flinched as though struck!
"Please Dad!", Cheng begged.
"You are doing your assigned training," Mum cut in dominantly.
"Yes Mum," Cheng said with automatic programmed Sevenson obedience, utterly submissive to his mother.
"My apologies Mistress Liling, I did not know his training schedule," Mistress Laezathara capitulated immediately with sycophantic submission.
Mum merely grunted at Mistress Laezathara's apology dismissively, coldly tolerating the dark eldar girlfriend but not at all warmly approving of her.
Mistress Laezathara flinched visibly with fear at Mum's cold reception towards her, and clung tightly to Cheng, as if to remind Mum that she was Cheng's girlfriend.
Cheng got a sudden inspiration to use this current situation to his advantage, and asked Mistress Laezathara if they would have sex today.
Mistress Laezathara erupted with feverish enthusiastic agreements, promising Cheng as much sex as he liked, Mum's cold gaze still resting on the terrified dark eldar, and Cheng smiled to himself.
Mum turned her cold gaze away from the cowering Mistress Laezathara, and returned to smiling and talking happily to Miriael Sabathiel.
"That was a dirty trick", Mistress Laezathara whispered angrily in Cheng's ear.
"I agree, it was a dirty trick, good work Cheng," Dad added loudly with a chuckle, his space marine hearing so sharp that it could hear a whisper in a noisy crowded room.
Mistress Laezathara almost fell out of her chair with fright, and Mum was once again looking at her.
Cheng smirked to himself and put an affectionate arm around her, greatly enjoying himself.
Dad laughed at Cheng's smug action, but then he suddenly went silent, holding an armoured finger to a bead in his ear.
The conversation went silent as the immediate family looked at Dad, as he listened to something in his ear bead.
"New orders have come in, all available marines of all war bands are to muster at their assigned muster points. You too Miriael. We are ordered to recapture the infested island on Dark Tropic," Dad announced.
"But but, I came here to claim eldar souls for Blessed Slaanesh, not to fight tyranids!", Miriael Sabathiel protested.
"We have new intelligence, if we don't strike the island right now with every elite thing we have then we might lose the entire planet. If we lose the planet, we could lose the entire solar system, and if we lose our solar Dyson swarm then we won't have enough electricity to keep this war going, and no more eldar souls for Miriael Sabathiel..." Dad explained.
"Fuck...", Miriael cursed unhappily.
"The sooner we win in Dark Tropic the sooner we can all come back to Low Commorragh to keep fighting dark eldar," Dad promised the reluctant Miriael.
(Sigh), "If I must...", Miriael agreed unenthusiastically.
***...