Chapter 22(orphan)
Sister Mary was shivering naked in the terrible darkness, as she fearfully clutched at the collar and leash around her neck, as she trailed a few meters behind Octavia to avoid the hated lust aura effect. The other end of the leash was clipped to Octavia's dominatrix belt as she walked, providing Sister Mary with a precious lifeline to stop any Night Lords from snatching Sister Mary away in the darkness without even the dumb Octavia getting wise.
The leash was drastic but unfortunately necessary, the pair had tried simply holding hands or holding onto each other, but this had always resulted in sin. Sister Mary just couldn't stop herself from sin when she got too physically close to Octavia!
The collar and leash had already been hanging from Octavia's belt, as part of her usual dominatrix "tool kit", and it had been Sister Mary's idea to use this rather humiliating option. It was just the best way of not getting separated from Octavia in the dark, staying with Octavia was literally her ONLY hope of survival now, even Sister Mary's very SANITY now literally depended upon Octavia's nourishing auras just to maintain itself!
Sister Mary couldn't see a thing in the darkness all around her, but Octavia's night vision seemed better accustomed to her terrible home, and walked with confident clacks of her dominatrix boots on the metal floor. Sister Mary followed the sounds of the clacking high heels and the tugging on her leash to gauge where Octavia was in the dark.
Being completely naked in the dark was terrifying at the best of times. Being completely naked in the dark with only the DUMBEST woman you have ever met guiding your way, in a ship you know to be infested with NIGHT LORDS was so far BEYOND terrifying that words couldn't really describe it!
"Sister Mary, there's a squad of Night Lords up ahead," Octavia's voice whispered out of the dark ahead!
"Oh no! What are we gonna do?!" Sister Mary whispered back in terror.
"Oh look, it's Melody's Night Lord sons! How lovely! You-who! How are you boys?," Octavia called out loudly.
"Great great great great great grandmother..." A group of sinister demonic growls spoke out of the darkness MUCH closer than Sister Mary had been expecting!
Octavia gasped in ditzy shock and exclaimed, "You KNOW it makes me feel OLD when you use all the "greats"!"
"We actually left out a few "greats" to save time..." One of the snarling voices chuckled out of the dark right NEXT to Sister Mary!
Sister Mary screamed and fled to Octavia in blind panic!
"Um, Dear?, You are doing it again..." Octavia said gently.
Sister Mary SO didn't care right now, she wasn't leaving Octavia's reassuring touch for even a SECOND with Night Lords all around her in the dark! She just clung to Octavia for dear life, for once not even caring about the very sinful position she was currently in!
"Dear?, Oh dear..."
Sister Mary just kept holding on for dear life, desperately ignoring all the rather moist and pungent motivations to move...
"That looks fun... Do the two of you mind if we join in?," one of the sinister voices hissed excitedly from nearby in the darkness!
Sister Mary thrilled with panic! Octavia was a COLOSSAL SLUT who might say YES! The Night Lords would RAPE Sister Mary if Octavia said yes!
"NO! Go away! Leave us alone!" Sister Mary screamed in panic.
"We don't take orders from YOU, little woman..." The Night Lords hissed threateningly!
Sister Mary screamed in abject terror, they were going to RAPE her!
"You heard her, no boys allowed!" Octavia snapped with stern authority.
(Deep low sighs of disappointment), "Very well Mistress Octavia... We obey you... Another time perhaps..."
Sister Mary gasped in sick relief!
"I love you sweet boys so much, Melody raised you so well," Octavia gushed affectionately.
"Thank you Mistress Octavia... Can we be of other service to you?," the sinister voices hissed submissively.
Sister Mary shook her head frantically.
"Um, I, well, not at the moment boys, you are scaring Sister Mary. I need you all to go away before she licks me to death, oh!" Octavia moaned.
"Yes Mistress Octavia, we go as commanded..." The voices all hissed and were then silent.
"They are gone dear, please stop that, I need to save some for Wendy tonight," Octavia panted in the darkness.
Sister Mary crawled away and violently threw up, face covered in pungent sin, she would probably have to join the Sisters Repentia now! That is assuming she ever got out of here alive...
"Emperor please forgive me," Sister Mary sobbed as she vomited in loathing.
"Oh dear, are you sick?, Do you need to see Liling?," Octavia asked stupidly.
"NO!" Sister Mary shrieked in terror, shying away from that terrible name.
"Um, ok Dear, just let me know when you are well enough to keep walking," Octavia said kindly.
Sister Mary wiped the vomit and liquid sin from her face, and shakily stood up in the dark.
"I'm ready to keep walking," Sister Mary said shakily.
"Ok, just let me find where my panties got to." Octavia replied cheerfully.
Sister Mary hung her head in abject shame, she REALLY was a revolting sinner!
"Found them... Ok just a second... Ok... Alright I'm ready to keep going." Octavia said happily.
Sister Mary heard the clack of high heels and felt a tug on her leash, she followed the sound and the tugs, stepping blindly into the darkness, utterly dependent upon Octavia.
Blind faith that Octavia would lead her to safety...
Sister Mary prayed silently to the Emperor as she walked, desperately hoping that this was the Emperor's will, hoping that she wasn't simply walking to her doom...
"Have faith in me Sister Mary, just have faith, you are not forsaken..." A holy voice spoke encouragingly in her mind.
Sister Mary thrilled with faith and silently prayed all the harder to hear His voice again, repenting desperately for her sins.
"If even Octavia's many sins can be redeemed then your own surely can be. Have faith in me Sister Mary Cortez, for you are walking in the path I have set for you, you are neither damned nor forsaken. Just have faith..." The wonderful voice said in her mind.
Sister Mary sobbed in worship and followed gladly in the darkness, guided by the strangest of angels through the shadows of chaos. The clack clack clack of high heels on metal leading her way.
It was just so DARK in this terrible place, with only the occasional widely spaced tiny dim light to provide any illumination at all. But Sister Mary did not fear, for the Emperor was with her!
The clacking high heels echoed cavernously as Sister Mary walked through the darkness, this ship was obviously HUGE. Without her guide, Sister Mary would be hopelessly lost, thank the Emperor for Octavia!
"Hello," Octavia suddenly called out sweetly.
"Greetings...", a harsh demonic voice hissed back in the dark!
Sister Mary clutched her naked body and shivered with fear, but Octavia wasn't staying to chat, merely greeting the hidden Night Lord as she passed by.
The walk just continued through the impenetrable darkness, with Octavia occasionally greeting hidden Night Lords at random times. The Night Lords were so COMPLETELY silent in the darkness that until they spoke you just couldn't hear them at all! Sister Mary honestly had had no idea they were even there until Octavia randomly greeted them!
"Come along Dear, not far now till we get home. Wendy will be home before us, because of all our delays. It's a pity, I had hoped to be already waiting for her in the bath when she got home from work," Octavia said in her cheerful bimbo voice.
"Waiting for her in the... Bath?!" Sister Mary asked dangerously, trying to contain herself.
"Yes, it's SO romantic when we bathe together, (giggle), we wash each other, but she always tickles me TERRIBLY as she soaps me up! On PURPOSE too! Makes me squeal every single time! Oh she is SO naughty!" Octavia giggled naughtily.
"I TRUST that the pair of you only WASH each other in that bath together!" Sister Mary warned sternly.
(Giggles), "well..."
Sister Mary gasped and dropped the question, she REALLY didn't want to know!
"Well given my current... Dependence, on your auras Octavia, I am forced to remain in the same room as you at ALL times. So I would appreciate it if you could refrain from the profane sins of lesbianism in my sight!" Sister Mary begged frantically.
(Giggles naughtily)
Sister Mary sighed, oh sweet holy Emperor this woman was UNBELIEVABLE in her sinful lesbianism! PLEASE Emperor don't make me watch two lesbians carry on in the bath!
"We can help you scrub your back... But be warned that Wendy likes to tickle, (giggles),..."
Sister Mary shuddered violently at the mere mental image of this suggestion! Ew!
This was going to be REALLY hard to stomach!
Sister Mary deliberately stopped talking for a while, just silently praying desperately for the Emperor's continued mercy to stomach whatever unsightly vile perversity came her way, trying not to even IMAGINE what depravity she might see! Ew!
The high heels just kept clacking along, and it became lighter up ahead. Sister Mary caught sight of yawning vast metal corridors and doorways all around her, and saw the occasional leather clad heretic women walking past on their own dark business, occasionally greeted by Octavia in passing.
This area of the ship had more light, still faint and dim but enough to see by, and Sister Mary started to notice hulking NIGHT LORDS creeping silently past, dark and immense in their demonically carved power armour! Sister Mary cowered in terror, but the Night Lords simply passed by without touching her, with Octavia leading her Sister Mary was apparently untouchable.
The Night Lords were heavily armed with a variety of weapons, but mostly either bolters or bolt pistols and massive blades. A few carried heavier weapons with snarling demonic maws carved into their barrels, others had plasma or melta weapons, and still others had more exotic weapons that seemed demonic in nature.
To Sister Mary's amazement, no one, whether Night Lord or heretic woman alike, even questioned the sight of Octavia leading a naked woman along on a collar and leash, they barely even spared it a glance in fact, as though they thought this sort of thing was NORMAL! Given how depraved this heretic society was, it actually wasn't all that surprising that this wouldn't raise much of a reaction, this bottomless pit of sin and perversions knew no bounds!
"We are home Dear, it is time for you to say sorry to Wendy," Octavia suddenly announced.
Sister Mary gulped. This was it!
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The personal home of the Chaos Champion was the same extravagant palace of lesbian depravity it had always been, with huge massive rooms full of torture chamber devices, unnecessarily sinful beds, and other things so FILTHY that it was indecent to even describe them! For two women who claimed to be lesbians, they seemed to REALLY like using artificial duplicates of the sinful limb of a man! DISGUSTING!
It did of course have some of the more wholesome furnishings that might be found in any home, like tables and chairs and cabinets and whatever else, no home no matter how sinful could really do without these things after all, but it was still a VERY sinful home indeed!
The very walls were carved with depraved images of naked women doing unholy things to each other, with profane symbols scattered around the walls, and snarling demonic faces carved into other places. Yet other parts of the walls and ceilings had sturdy attachment points for ropes and chains, to engage in unholy acts of restraint, just utterly FOUL!
Octavia led Sister Mary into a massive central room full of luxurious chairs and lounges, a giant circular central sitting room that the rest of the home was vaguely centred around, a family gathering place where all comers could be entertained. The Chaos Champion was waiting for them in the middle of the room...
Chaos Champion of Slaanesh Wendy Sevenson was a truly intimidating sight when one was naked and scared, radiating a sense of power and authority that was quite supernatural and spooky. She was very slightly smaller than Octavia in stature, perhaps an inch or two shorter, but easily made up for it with raw attitude and authority.
Wendy was only slightly less attractive than the remarkable Octavia, but still easily the certain winner in any beauty pageant on the average Imperium planet. She had physical proportions only slightly less extreme than Octavia's bulging assets, with long straight brown hair elegantly styled to add to her appearance of authority.
Wendy's extremely pale face was very similar to Franklin's, only a thousand times more beautiful, and had an unholy gently glowing pink champion's mark of Slaanesh on the right cheek of her face! The unholy mark varied in its glow, ranging from no glow at all when she wished to remain hidden, to a fierce pink glow, and all intensities in between these two extremes.
This profane symbol of Wendy's vile god's ownership on her face was already horrifying enough, and then even WORSE, the massive pupils of her brown eyes held a DEADLY intelligence that showed she was no fool like Octavia! This woman was SMART!
Wendy's outfit finished off this terrifying appearance, her shiny black dominatrix leathers more elaborate than those of other heretic women on the ship, apparently to denote her rank as Chaos Champion to any who missed the mark on her face. The outfit's shiny black surface was carved all over with Slaanesh marks and images of lesbian demon monsters doing lesbian things, and vicious shiny metal spikes protruded from the outfit in strategically sinful places!
The outfit was quite unlike anything Sister Mary had a name for, similar to some type of strange blasphemous body armour vest, but leaving FAR too much cleavage bare to protect her upper chest in any sort of combat. Her legs at least were completely covered by high heeled dominatrix boots that reached right up to just below the very lips of her most sinful area, but her bottom and entire sin zone was covered naught by anything more than a leather G string!... A worn BACKWARDS leather G string, with the thin leather ribbon almost lost from view where it FLOSSED between her most sinful of folds!
Wendy's arms were clad in decorative sleeves of the same shiny black spiky leather, not part of her vest but beginning just before the shoulders and ending at the wrists, serving no apparent purpose beyond decoration. Her hands were bare and her dark red painted fingernails were long but for two fingers on each hand, that had nails trimmed VERY short, suggesting that these fingers were used for lesbian perversity!
And in Wendy's lesbian hands was... A WHIP, a TERRIBLE whip! A terrible whip with the same sort of demonic distortion as the heretics sometimes projected over their faces when angered! The whip was an UNHOLY thing!
The whip was so supernaturally shimmering and distorted in fact that Sister Mary had trouble even making out it's exact shape. But just from what she could see of it, she somehow KNEW that the whip was quite literally MADE out of PAIN! It was like the very spiritual essence of pain had been solidified to make this terrible whip!
Sister Mary was so completely intimidated by this Chaos Champion that she couldn't approach her, stopping still until suddenly pulled forward by the leash when Octavia stupidly continued walking, almost falling over. Octavia was unbalanced by the resistance from the leash on her belt, and toppled down on her bottom with a meaty thud of soft feminine flesh on hard metal.
Wendy had looked more than a little irritated with Sister Mary already the moment they had entered the room, and the sight of her highly prized stupid trophy wife getting hurt because of Sister Mary was not helping this glower of hostility.
Wendy's body language alone told Sister Mary quite a lot already about what had been going on behind the scenes since Octavia rescued Sister Mary. It was abundantly obvious that Wendy had been informed of the vox conversations between Octavia and Liling, probably informed by Liling herself, and that she knew exactly what was going on. But it was ALSO abundantly obvious that Wendy wasn't entirely sure how to deal with this situation.
Wendy very obviously greatly prized her moronic trophy wife status symbol, and clearly wanted Octavia to be easily handled and COMPLIANT. Just the sheer caution that Wendy was showing in her body language, it indicated that Octavia was COMPLETELY ignorant about some of the more evil acts Wendy had committed, and that Wendy would VERY much like to keep Octavia this way!
Wendy was glaring at Sister Mary as though she was a land mine waiting to go off and destroy her marital harmony! Wendy had obviously gone far out of her way to find THE hottest slut she possibly could, as the only wife befitting the ego of an arrogant lesbian Slaanesh Chaos Champion. Women as unbelievably hot as Octavia were rare indeed, rare enough that Octavia clearly couldn't be quickly replaced if she became difficult...
It was also abundantly obvious to anyone that Octavia was a blithering idiot, that was too slutty and stupid to truly understand the nature of the person she was "married" to.
Sister Mary had encountered women like Octavia before during her "ordinary citizens acclimatisation training" before the Orphanage, when she had been very carefully exposed to dealings with the general public to learn what Imperial citizens could be like. The Octavia type women could be found in any settlement if you knew where to look, just dumb beautiful sluts who usually got pregnant at an early age to unknown fathers.
These women were completely harmless but for their propensity to cause sin in the men of the Emperor, and were usually tolerated because they were VERY good at breeding more soldiers for the Imperial Guard. Just dumb gentle happy harlots who got constantly pregnant, too stupid to know any better, tiny minds that were easily filled with faith.
Octavia clearly believed that Wendy was an absolutely wonderful and morally upstanding person, (not counting sexual perversity), and might actually want to LEAVE Wendy if this simple minded illusion was shattered!
Wendy clearly knew this, and was AFRAID!
Sister Mary thrilled with sudden hope, the Emperor had given Sister Mary a BARGAINING CHIP! Wendy might be willing to make a deal!
Sister Mary wasted no time, and began speaking in the most sophisticated dialect of the Holy High Gothic Language of the Ecclesiarchy, a language Wendy might speak but that Octavia was unlikely to be smart enough to understand.
"Does Octavia speak High Gothic?," Sister Mary asked Wendy conspiratorially.
"Yes of course I do, why?," Octavia answered stupidly in fluent High Gothic before Wendy could answer!
Sister Mary silently cursed to herself, the ONE time that she REALLY needed Octavia to be dumb!
Wendy was cocking her head now, furious intelligence at work behind her eyes, and Sister Mary knew that Wendy now understood what Sister Mary was driving at. Wendy spoke a few words in a variety of languages, but Sister Mary understood none of them!
"Um, you are being weird," Octavia complained in confusion in common Low Gothic.
Wendy and Sister Mary nonverbally came to a mutual decision to give up trying to talk in other languages, and both slumped their shoulders unhappily, they were going to have to talk in front of Octavia in the common Low Gothic language, and be VERY careful what they said!
Wendy put on an exaggerated beaming smile to Octavia and walked up to her with arms spread wide for a hug. Octavia smiled happily and squealed with delight as Wendy wrapped her up in a loving cuddle.
To Sister Mary's complete amazement, Wendy was actually strong willed enough to touch Octavia without accidentally sexually assaulting her! She was merely cuddling her in a completely appropriate way!
Octavia's mouth then found Wendy's lips and... Ew! Lesbians kissing! YUCK! Sister Mary looked away as the lesbian depravity just continued shamelessly.
Octavia then suddenly started shrieking frantically with laughter, alarming Sister Mary!
"Ah! Tickles! Wendy that TICKLES! Ah! Wendy! Oh my Slaanesh! TICKLES!" Octavia shrieked with laughter.
Sister Mary relaxed with an unhappy sigh, Octavia was fine, it was just more of their lesbian antics.
Sister Mary was embarrassed but was also in ABSOLUTELY no hurry to have to "apologise" to Wendy for BURNING HER WEDDING PHOTOS, sweet holy Emperor she was in no hurry at all! So she instead just tried not to look as the pair of them did their disgusting display of affection, dreading what was to come after they stopped sinning together.
By the Emperor they were loud!
"Oh Wendy... You are SO naughty," (kissing sounds)
Disgusting!
"Oh Wendy you give such nice kisses!"
Ew these sounds were UNHOLY!
Sister Mary was blushing bright crimson with embarrassment, covering her naked body with her hands to preserve what modesty she could! She was completely naked and attached by a collar and leash to a pair of LESBIANS! How would she EVER explain this in confession!
Oh Emperor was it over yet?
NO NO NO it wasn't over AT ALL!
Oh Emperor make them STOP! They had all their clothes on but they were KISSING each other! Please Emperor make them stop kissing! REVOLTING SINNERS! Ew!
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"Oh Wendy that was such a wonderful long make out session. But I still have to introduce my guest here," Octavia panted FINALLY!
Sister Mary and Wendy looked at each other cautiously, and Wendy looked disappointed that Sister Mary hadn't left in disgust. It was now obvious that Wendy had been very deliberately making the kissing as hot and heavy as possible, both to disgust Sister Mary into fleeing, and to distract Octavia in the process as the fleeing Sister Mary was presumably picked off by Night Lords waiting outside the room in ambush!
Sister Mary gulped, she was literally DEAD if she ever left Octavia's sight!
"Wendy Darling, this is Sister Mary Cortez, when I found her she was being bullied by Liling and Augusta! They had her locked up in a cell and have been torturing her without any consent AT ALL! They didn't even let her have a safe word!" Octavia exclaimed in a voice that expected Wendy to be shocked.
Wendy clearly wasn't shocked at all, but after a pause she dramatically gasped unconvincingly to keep up the act for Octavia. Wendy was now gazing PLEADINGLY at Sister Mary not to rat her out, eyes promising some sort of deal if Sister Mary kept her mouth shut.
Sister Mary looked into Wendy's pleading eyes and nodded, holding a hand over her mouth to indicate that she would keep her silence. Wendy visibly sighed in relief and very subtly nodded in gratitude.
Octavia was oblivious to this entire nonverbal exchange, and was passionately blaming Liling and Augusta for the whole thing, calling them terrible bullies with bad "bondage etiquette", whatever that was.
"Oh my Darling that's TERRIBLE! Leave it to me to speak with them about this." Wendy gushed with passionate acting.
"They are such BEASTS those two! I can't believe that my own son could do something so bad! And little Liling too! I am just so CROSS with them for this!" Octavia said passionately.
Wendy gave Sister Mary another frantic warning look, eyes almost screaming "don't correct her!" Sister Mary nodded fearfully and said not a word. Wendy sighed in relief again.
Sister Mary felt a bit bad aiding in the deception of the clueless compassionate Octavia, but she knew beyond any doubt that without an illusion of goodness to maintain in front of the deceived Octavia, Wendy would drop the subterfuge entirely and kill her right in front of Octavia with nothing to lose.
At the moment Wendy had something of great value to lose, but if Octavia already saw her for what she truly was then Wendy would just show her true colours as her marriage would be destroyed already!
Sister Mary had absolutely nothing to gain by telling Octavia the truth right now, it would simply cost her everything with nothing gained, so Sister Mary was not going to say a word.
"Poor Sister Mary is so mentally broken that she's needing my auras Wendy! I can't risk letting the poor thing out of my SIGHT! Not till she is all better, the poor thing!" Octavia said with tragic kindness.
Wendy stiffened at this, looking almost panicked. Sister Mary held both hands over her mouth and nodded frantically, promising that she would be silent no matter what.
Wendy's eyes narrowed suspiciously and she walked right up to Sister Mary and gave her a theatrical cuddle disguised as compassionate concern, secretly whispering in her ear.
"Do we understand each other?," Wendy whispered with deadly threat into her ear.
"I won't tell her, not a word. Spare me from death and torture and I will keep the secret," Sister Mary whispered back urgently.
"Do you swear this by your Emperor?!" Wendy hissed back mercilessly.
"On the name of the Holy Emperor I swear that if my life and physical wellbeing is spared, then I will NOT tell Octavia that you were involved in my torture," Sister Mary solemnly swore.
"Wise girl, VERY wise girl. You have yourself a deal. Keep your word to me and I will spare you. But you had BETTER stay silent, otherwise you will become Liling's PERMANENT plaything for the rest of your VERY LONG life..." Wendy hissed back with absolute certainty.
Sister Mary gulped and nodded desperately in agreement.
"You are SUCH a compassionate person to hug her like that Wendy, I am so glad to have you in my life!" Octavia praised, sounding deeply moved.
"Not a word," Wendy hissed and broke out of the hug, briefly giving Sister Mary a bone chilling kiss on the cheek.
Sister Mary nodded urgently in agreement.
Wendy went smiling triumphantly back to the loving cuddles of her adoring wife, clearly enjoying the tender spoils of the victory, and Sister Mary sighed in relief. It was over.
"Now Sister Mary has an apology to give you, she has already given me a like REALLY heartfelt apology for burning all our wedding photos earlier and now...," Octavia began.
"WHAT!? She BURNED OUR WEDDING PHOTOS?!" Wendy exploded in genuine outrage, not faking her reaction for once.
"Oh SHIT!" Sister Mary blurted out in terror without meaning too, fear giving her such foul sinful language!
"I'm checking this out for myself!" Wendy shouted and stormed off to check the photos herself.
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"You BITCH!" Wendy's demonic outraged screech reverberated throughout the home.
Wendy tore back into the room, face now demonic and distorted with hatred and outrage, whip held aloft.
"THE BABY PHOTOS TOO! THE FAMILY PHOTOS! ALL THE PHOTOS! You, fucking, horrible, nasty, BITCH!" Wendy roared with rage and her terrible whip shot out!
The whip struck Sister Mary's arm, and the raw undiluted PAIN of it was even WORSE than Liling's surgeries! It was pain so PURE that no mortal injury could EVER hurt THIS MUCH!
Sister Mary shrieked with the very screams of the damned as she flinched away from the UNENDURABLE pain in her arm! It was like knives and electric shocks and hell fire all at once, it was every pain in existence distilled together into one, and Sister Mary could only SHRIEK like she had never SHRIEKED before!
The horrifying whip bit again, and Sister Mary had no words to speak, every breath in her lungs devoted to her shrieking! She had gone to HELL! THIS WAS DAMNATION!
"Stop it Wendy! I said STOP!" Octavia's voice rung out, and to Sister Mary it sounded like the voice of a divine angel right now!
The pain then STOPPED!
Octavia had just saved her from hellish torment!
As soon as she had the breath for it, Sister Mary started screaming apologies for the photos, without any shame or dignity, just pleading out screaming repentance with all her might, screaming herself hoarse.
"See Wendy she's sorry! I was mad at first too and slapped her, but she was really sorry and I forgave her." Octavia was insisting stupidly as Sister Mary just kept saying sorry.
"WHY did she burn our photos?!" Wendy demanded in a raging demonic voice.
"Something about them being, um, lesbian filth?," Octavia mused dumbly.
This homophobic motivation did not seem to be QUITE the sort of answer that would actually help to calm Wendy's anger, in fact it had rather the opposite effect, earning Sister Mary MORE HELLISH WHIP CRACKS!
Sister Mary was half insane with agony before Octavia managed to calm Wendy down for THIS, and sobbed on the floor as Octavia frantically calmed down the outraged Wendy.
It took a long time before Wendy was calm, a LONG time of Sister Mary screaming apologies, before calming down from furious hatred to just icy hostility, but eventually she did calm down.
Sister Mary gazed up from the floor at Wendy with tear filled pleading eyes, and at last Wendy sighed and gave Sister Mary a very subtle nod to indicate that she had decided that Sister Mary had suffered enough!
Sister Mary gasped in sick relief as Wendy crouched down and gave her another hug to let them whisper unheard.
"You are a rotten homophobic bitch," Wendy hissed in her ear.
"I'm sorry!" Sister Mary whispered back desperately.
"Are you?, or do you just fear pain?," Wendy accused.
"Please, forgive me!" Sister Mary whimpered.
Wendy sighed deeply and said, "I have already wasted enough time and energy on you, you are not WORTH the mental effort of hating you. Consider yourself forgiven, THIS TIME. DON'T anger me again..."
Sister Mary nodded frantically.
"I forgive you Sister Mary," Wendy proclaimed heroically for Octavia's benefit.
Octavia squealed with joy at this and kissed Wendy's cheek proudly.
Sister Mary gasped with exhausted gratitude and just slumped down on the floor. The Emperor had spared her yet again.
Octavia was then tugging on Sister Mary's leash excitedly.
"Come along Sister Mary, it's bath time now..."
Ew!
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