Chapter 17(orphan)
At the visitors window to Franklin's cell, strong and mighty Chaos Raptor Augusta Antony Sevenson felt more than a little emasculated, as he scratched at his surgically implanted brand new anatomically correct vagina, curtesy of his diabolically cruel surgical dominatrix wife Liling...
The women's makeup and giant bright pink women's dress Liling had dominantly commanded Augusta to wear were also not making him feel great about his masculinity either...
Franklin was gaping at Augusta with a flabbergasted facial expression that Augusta was too humiliated to even describe in detail, by Slaanesh this was so humiliating!
Augusta's wife Liling had not taken kindly to Augusta's unfaithfulness, not kindly at all... His male genitals were now literally being carried around in Liling's purse for additional humiliation, kept fresh in a miniature stasis field until SHE decided to make him a man again!
Augusta silently cursed his inherited deep Sevenson instincts to submit to female domination, Liling was so tiny and weak, but when she used the right dominant tone, Augusta couldn't help but drop to his knees in complete blissful submission to the tiny little woman!
Augusta didn't have this problem with just ANY woman who used such a tone, he would be little use to Slaanesh as a chaos space marine if he DID, and in fact Augusta had killed and even sometimes raped countless stranger women who had tried.
But because he unquestionably VIEWED Liling as his own personal dominatrix, because he ASSOCIATED Liling with having this sort of authority over him, his deep Sevenson submission instincts, the ones that Slaanesh had cursed the entire Sevenson bloodline with, these instincts COMPELLED him to obey the authority he had projected onto her, even at times when he didn't particularly WANT to!
This irresistible power of Slaanesh was etched into Augusta's very genes, afflicting him with this terrible weakness, this curse of the Sevenson bloodline, this urge to submit to female authority. The Sevenson war band organisation was a female dominated society, a "gynarchy society" was the technical term for it. They were ruled by their women, with only the battlefield and military matters being left to the men at all.
The family was under the ultimate control of the Sevenson Matriarch, a daemon princess of Slaanesh who had originally birthed the first of the breeding Sevensons before her daemonic ascension. The Matriarch was back in the chaos hells with the bulk of the war band, ruling the Sevenson daemon strongholds with an iron claw, with absolute uncontested power.
Below the Matriarch were the FEMALE Chaos Champions, like Wendy and the now daemon princess TigerLily, a handful of highly favoured and capable women who carried out the wishes of the Matriarch.
Below these Champions were the remaining Sevenson WOMEN, who formed the administrative and leadership framework that ran the whole show apart from the actual real time military decisions.
And then, below this layer of female authority, was FINALLY the chaos space marines who submissively obeyed them all! Right down below even the lowliest Sevenson woman! ONLY the non-Sevenson common heretic crew women were actually BELOW the chaos space marines, all other women outranked them outside the battlefield!
Well, the Marines weren't all total boot licks, the Chaos Lord in particular only ever submitted to the women VERY grudgingly, and frequently countermanded even the Matriarch herself in matters of military strategy! The Chaos Lord was a Chaos Lord, and even a Sevenson Chaos Lord was no one's bootlick!
Chaos Lords were different from other chaos space marines, strong enough to transcend their natural limitations, and thus Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson existed partially outside of the usual gynarchy structure, answering back and even bossing around even the most high ranking women when the mood took him! Augusta admired his father for being strong enough to break free like this, he was the only one who ever truly had, the only one strong enough to defy the power that enslaved the rest of them...
The Sevenson men were at least given undisputed autonomy in all military matters, war was their one and only domain of true autonomy, but outside of war, the women ruled supreme. The men were not always necessarily totally happy with this arrangement, they were just slaves to the nature Slaanesh had cruelly given them, and had little choice in the matter.
At least the girls were usually nice to them, not mean about it, usually...
Augusta had a few regrets now about how deeply he had given his submission to Liling. More than just a few.
Back when their submission rolls had been reversed, Augusta had not associated Liling as having any authority over him at all, and as he VIEWED her as having no authority over him, she had therefore HAD no authority over him. This VIEW of authority was vital, it was the difference between helpless obedience and freedom!
Liling had been so lovely as a total power exchange submissive, he had just done whatever he liked to her, (and quickly gotten her VERY pregnant!). She had called him "Sir" and had been an utter delight, not even going to the toilet without his permission!
She had just been so... Easy. Suck me off, "yes sir", spread your legs, "yes sir", just whatever he asked, "yes sir". Utter bliss...
Then he had been stupid enough to AGREE to grant TOTAL POWER EXCHANGE to LILING when she very humbly and submissively requested a change. Stupid Augusta! VERY stupid Augusta!
In this act of giving Liling complete and total power over himself, and ASSOCIATING Liling with having THIS much power over himself, Augusta had unwittingly sealed his doom. Once given, it couldn't be easily taken back. He had tried his best to learn every trick in existence about how to "top from the bottom" in ways his instincts would allow, to defy her as much as he possibly could train himself to when her orders left room for vague alternative interpretation, just taking back what little power he could, but this was ALL he could manage!
His submission instincts had set Liling's authority over him FOREVER, and now he was pretty much her slave for at least as long as the relationship lasted...
And now he was wearing a DRESS!
People had been gawking at Augusta all day! DAMN this submission instinct! Being a creature of Slaanesh came with DEFINITE disadvantages sometimes! Other NORMAL men didn't have to deal with this shit!
And now Franklin was looking at him wearing a bright pink woman's dress and woman's makeup! FUCK!
"Have you NO shame heretic!" Franklin spat at Augusta in complete disgust.
"Oh I HAVE shame right now, BELIEVE me! I have NEVER felt more ashamed in my whole entire LIFE! My wife commanded me to do this... It is humiliating me beyond endurance!" Augusta bitterly lamented, face burning with shame.
Augusta couldn't even look Franklin in the face right now, such was his shame, and wasn't sure how Franklin was responding to this admission. He didn't WANT to know in honesty.
"Wife?... A woman ordered you to do this?," Franklin asked in a slightly less hostile voice.
"Yes, my wife is... Punishing me. I find myself quite unable to disobey her commands, even when I DEARLY want to," Augusta admitted ashamed, gazing at the floor in humiliation.
Franklin became quiet at these words, and the silence became so awkward that Augusta managed to look at his face. His face looked distant and thoughtful.
Augusta made an educated guess about what he was thinking, it was obvious really that he would be thinking about his own submissive instincts.
"Just like you with your nuns, you get that feeling inside, that irresistible pleasure that compels you to obey. I get that feeling with my wife, that makes me obey," Augusta explained quietly.
"Surely all men do, it's a man's place to submit to women, even you heretics are bound by the holy nature the Emperor created in men," Franklin said confidently.
Augusta couldn't help but laugh at this ridiculous theory, this kid really was the height of ignorance and assumption.
"You laugh, but your very attire proves me correct," Franklin said triumphantly, thinking he was being so smart.
"My dear brother, in almost 99 percent of people everywhere, it is not like this at all. In fact, it is more often the women who submit to their husbands in the Emperor's Imperium. Female domination is a Sevenson trait that you inherited from us, we are very strange to most people," Augusta explained gently.
"Lies, lies of chaos," Franklin said simply.
Augusta sighed, the boy really was stubborn as a grox.
"I am glad that your... Wife, is punishing you with this unendurable present shame. You are a deeply sinful heretic. I hope you are punished forever with unendurable shame and woe," Franklin said vindictively.
"She very probably will, she is delightfully cruel," Augusta chuckled.
"That is very good, you deserve it," Franklin said smugly.
Augusta rearranged his humiliating pink dress to make himself more comfortable, and tried not to blush with shame, Liling was completely humiliating him in front of his BROTHER! Franklin would never look at him the same way again!
"What... What sin are you being punished for?,... Is it for killing my nun?," Franklin asked hesitantly.
"I... I committed... Adultery, on my wife. Lay with other women, she caught me in the act... Now I am being punished like this." Augusta admitted.
Franklin sneered in disgust, looking at Augusta with fresh loathing.
"You disgust me! The Emperor actually blesses you with a woman who is yours alone, a woman you can even LAY WITH without sin, and STILL you insist to commit sins of the flesh in treachery to your spouse! You betrayed the Emperor in the Horus Heresy, so it's little wonder that you betray all others too!" Franklin raged.
"Horus Heresy?! How OLD do you think I am?, Even our grandfather wasn't born then! The number of remaining chaos space marines who were actually AROUND during the Heresy are so few that you have to go out of your way to find them! Even that old prick Hagen was only a brand new neophyte when the fucking Night Haunter was assassinated, and that was AFTER the Heresy!" Augusta exclaimed with a laugh.
"Be that as it may, you are still a heretic who cannot even keep faith with your own wife," Franklin snapped nastily.
"Yeah... I fucked up a bit with my wife. Fucking regret it now, never been so humiliated in me life," Augusta agreed.
"If I had ever been permitted to have a wife, I would never break faith with her, I would CHERISH such a gift!" Franklin spat with more than a touch of jealousy.
"You will get a wife one day, either you pick one or the family can arrange one for you. You will be expected to eventually father sons for the war band anyway, no rush but eventually," Augusta reassured Franklin encouragingly.
A very conspicuous small wet patch suddenly appeared in the front of Franklin's pants, the boy had just cum himself!
Augusta deliberately looked away from the wet patch, having the good graces not to embarrass Franklin by commenting on it. Clearly the thought of having a wife to lay with was more than Franklin could take.
"We have a lot of great women, skilled with whips and discipline and torture, a huge selection of great girls to choose from. Or maybe one of your nuns might be persuaded to marry you?" Augusta offered encouragingly.
"My nuns shall NOT be defiled! They shall remain virgins for the Emperor, just as I shall! The Emperor's Astartes do NOT take wives!" Franklin snapped.
"Ah, so you have accepted that you are now an Astartes Neophyte?" Augusta said quickly.
Franklin felt at his torso under his robes and said, "I cannot undo what that filthy heretic surgeon did to me,"
"That "filthy heretic surgeon" happens to be my WIFE!" Augusta snapped crossly.
"That tiny little woman?! SHE is the one who has so humbled you?!" Franklin exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes..." Augusta confirmed sheepishly, feeling burning shame.
"But she is barely bigger than a child! How small be your sinful limb that you can even lay with such a tiny woman?!" Franklin exclaimed tactlessly.
Augusta fumed at this insult, and was just about to angrily lift up the dress to let his manhood's size defend itself, but stopped when he remembered that his manhood was currently in Liling's handbag! DAMN YOU LILING!
Augusta quickly made sure that his new vagina was safely hidden before this humiliation got any worse, and just let the insulting remarks go unchallenged.
"Is she even OLD enough for marriage?! Oh you VILE chaos VILLAIN!" Franklin accused.
"She is slightly older than I am! She is 28 years old no matter what she looks like!" Augusta defended angrily.
"STOP assuming all this bad stuff about me!" Augusta added before Franklin could say anything else.
"You are chaos..." Franklin began.
"You are unbelievably bigoted! I was BORN in the forces of chaos! In fact, SO WERE YOU! I was THERE, you were born in the chaos fortress of "Eggs Guard" down on the planet Hapela Theta Rho 1, during those horrid Hapela Theta Rho wars when the Inquisition fleet was kicking our asses and fucking NUKING us down on the planet! Those fuckers stole you and thousands of other kids during that debacle, the Nightmare Asylum was the only ship in our primary war fleet that escaped that horrid space battle!" Augusta retorted angrily.
"You were present at my birth?," Franklin asked despite himself.
"Yep, live birth. You came out of your mum and went straight on a breast just as you started to cry. Just this tiny little thing dripping with birth goop. Your sisters swaddled you up in baby blankets to keep you warm, and you just suckled away making these tiny little baby noises." Augusta began.
"I was only a neophyte back then, helping to guard the giant underground fortress we were sheltering from the exterminatus in, had the fucking White Scars loyalist space marines dropping down as soon as the bombs cleared too, just fucking brutal! We lost that war badly, were lucky to even escape with our lives, just a nightmare situation, so many lives lost."
"It was complete chaos, so many fucking kids were taken from the nurseries all over the fortress, your mother cried for days when you were taken from us. That fucking Inquisitor Horatio Hoffman! He's the one who stole so many kids!"
"Tried to get you back too, once we were strong again, asked that Inquisitor if we could make a deal to get you back, even invited a diplomatic party of fucking representative agents of the Ordo Hereticus into our domain on a daemon world, to try to make a deal to get you back! The fuckers said that if we fought a bunch of Orks that the Imperium was having trouble with, then they would give you back. We fought those fucking Orks for them, they didn't give you back..."
"After that we got mad, got violent, started killing lots of people, looking for clues. We fought in other wars of course, couldn't avoid the usual wars we fight, but we were always looking for any news of you when we could."
"Fuck, you can't imagine how hard it was to piece together enough clues to find out where you were! Even the Tzeentch daemon princess TigerLily wasn't any real help, those Imperials have some impressive anti scrying counter measures! They made you REALLY hard to find!" Augusta finished.
Franklin was quiet for a moment, mulling this over, and then said, "YOU fought against mighty holy White Scars Astartes and lived to tell the tale?"
"Certainly did, killed a bunch of them too. Don't let this pink dress fool you, you saw what I am like in action chasing you on that fucking bus. I am utterly lethal, I've killed White Scars, a shit load of those faggot Ultramarine successor chapter wankers, other chaos marines, Orks, Kroot, those flying Vespid fuckers, guardsmen, those vagina faced Fire Warriors, daemons, bolter bitches, fucking hajsnips even! I just kill stuff, it's what I do, barely a month goes past when I don't kill SOMETHING," Augusta bragged proudly.
"You are a murderer," Franklin said matter of factly.
"Yes, that's what an Astartes is, a murderer." Augusta agreed.
"An Astartes in a dress..." Franklin mocked.
"Hey! If one of your nuns told you to put on a dress, you would do it!" Augusta protested.
"Without hesitation," Franklin agreed.
"Same situation with me, can't disobey." Augusta sighed.
"If your... Wife, commanded you to repent, would you do it?," Franklin asked hopefully.
"I would be forced to say the words she told me to say, but the heart would remain my decision," Augusta allowed carefully.
"Does she worship the God-Emperor?," Franklin asked hesitantly.
"Um let me think about that... Um NO! She is the one who put those organs in you for fucks sake!" Augusta mocked.
"That is unfortunate. I hope that she repents," Franklin said sadly.
"My mum used to worship the Emperor, long time ago, she still knows some of the old songs, sings them sometimes," Augusta said wistfully.
"The woman who sins with my mother?, The Emperor said that she can be redeemed, she's not evil, just very stupid, led astray by my sinful mother... My mother corrupted the poor woman away from the Emperor's light..." Franklin said sadly.
"How the FUCK do you know that?! Was it YOU who fucking burned our sister Hyacinth alive!?" Augusta demanded in outrage.
"The mutant?," Franklin asked passively.
"Yes the fucking mutant, she is the sister of both of us, did you burn her?!" Augusta demanded.
"Yes, I cleansed the universe of that mutant filth." Franklin admitted proudly without any shame at all.
"FUCK! Fuck Franklin that's fucked up! That poor girl is already severely disabled! FUCK! Fuck that is some nasty shit!" Augusta cursed in outrage.
"One day I will burn all mutants, purge the galaxy of their filth!" Franklin said with fanatical zeal.
"That poor girl is a much nicer person than you are you fucking psycho! What kind of fucking PSYCHO is fucking PROUD of burning alive their own disabled SISTER!" Augusta snarled with demonic rage.
"The Emp..."
"You know what SHUT UP! You don't even have any fucking REMORSE do you!" Augusta accused.
"Burn all mutants..." Franklin fanatically began.
"Fuck you Franklin! Seriously fuck you! You are a worse monster than me, I at least had the decency to be regretful and apologetic for killing your nun! You have no remorse at all for burning alive my disabled younger SISTER! FUCK YOU!" Augusta roared in a demonic voice, and stormed out before he did anything violent!
FUCKING PSYCHO!
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