Part 11

The Journey of Fire.

Chapter 69(orphan)

Franklin was fast asleep in his bed in his Father's home, having a bizarre dream about Octavia and Wendy wearing nun habits and riding single wheel unicycles, through the hallways of the orphanage! It wasn't a sinful dream, merely very weird, the way dreams frequently are.

"Where is your unicycle Franklin?," His Mother Wendy asked him, as he walked beside her through the cold stark stone corridors of the orphanage dungeon level.

"I have no locomotion device Mother," Franklin explained apologetically.

"You NEED a unicycle! You will NEVER learn to walk on the ceiling if you don't have a unicycle!" His mother exclaimed dramatically.

Franklin thrilled with panic, the dream seemed to tell him that it was of the gravest importance that he walk on ceilings for some unexplained reason. He looked around for a unicycle and panicked when he couldn't find one!

"Hear is a unicycle boyfriend," he heard Violet's voice say reassuringly, from no direction but seemingly spoken right inside his head.

Franklin turned and saw Violet, radiantly beautiful and completely naked, riding on a unicycle of her own! She held a spare unicycle in one hand, holding it out for him to take.

Franklin blushed at her nudity, by the Emperor she was precociously beautiful! He shyly took the unicycle, and tried his best to ride the unusual device as Violet blew him kisses and jiggled her bare breasts enticingly!

Franklin turned to look at Octavia and his mother Wendy, but they were now unclothed hajsnips, hajsnips with the women's hair flowing down their heads!

The hajsnips loudly yipped and yapped, and rode away very quickly on their unicycles, disappearing from view. He tried to follow them but the unicycle he was riding merely hovered in the air without moving!

Franklin peddled the unicycle desperately, but it only moved very slowly backwards instead of forwards! The Wendy and Octavia hajsnips were completely gone now!

"This is a very weird dream boyfriend, care to make it a WET dream?," Violet purred naughtily from her own unicycle beside him.

Franklin gawked at her in strange panic but also intense desire, she had been pleasuring him wonderfully ever since becoming his "girlfriend".

Franklin was now suddenly strapped down in an orphanage scourging rack, strapped so that his suddenly naked front was facing her!

Violet was now wearing a deliciously cruel looking black leather version of a nun habit, a habit that left her breasts bare and exposed! In her hands she held a pair of colossal spiky whips!

Violet cracked both whips at the same time, ripping deeply into his defenceless naked flesh! The agony was so extreme that Franklin orgasmed immediately!

"Yay, it is now a wet dream! Your underpants are wet with your cum now boyfriend. Let's make this dream even wetter," Violet said with mischievous triumph, and ripped into him again with her twin whips!

Franklin couldn't stop her, and ejaculated again! Oh it felt so GOOD...

"GET OUT OF FRANKLIN'S BED YOU MUTANT SLUT!" Mother Superior's voice suddenly roared through the dream.

Franklin bolted awake with a start and found himself in bed, with his nuns screaming with rage!

Franklin frantically turned his gaze and discovered Violet laying naked beside him with pink energy glowing around her head!

"Get away from him you HARLOT!" Mother Superior roared with moral outrage.

"Franklin is my BOYFRIEND you old killjoy!" Violet protested, scrambling away from Franklin as nuns viciously brandished canes at her.

Franklin submissively grovelled on the bed before his beloved nuns as they drove Violet away with repeated savage canings, swotting her with vicious force all over without mercy, chasing the naked mutant all around the room as she tried to escape from the brutally hard cane blows. Franklin was horrified to discover that his underpants were indeed wet with his sinful fluid.

"DADDY! Franklin's concubines are hitting me!" Violet's crying voice loudly echoed through the home as she finally successfully fled the room to escape the canes.

"That depraved mutant whore! How DARE she!" Mother Superior barked in moral indignation.

Franklin himself was then filled with wonderful pain as his nuns turned their brutal canes on his own grovelling body, punishing him severely for being found in such a SINFUL happenstance! Franklin thrilled with ecstasy from his severe nuns inflicting pain on him, oh Throne how he had missed this!

Franklin's nuns were now FINALLY back after WEEKS of confinement hidden away from him, the long separation from them had been extremely difficult to endure, he loved his nuns so utterly! Franklin's nuns however had been FAR less than pleased to learn about what Violet had been doing to him!

Franklin had only had his exquisite nuns back for just over a day, but he had already confessed absolutely everything to them in hours of confessions. The resulting punishments had been wonderfully severe and painful. Utter bliss...

"DADDY!" Violet was crying hysterically.

"By Slaanesh I am SICK of this constant upheaval in my home!" Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson's demonic voice snarled loudly throughout the home.

Franklin's nuns squeaked in fearful dismay and hid behind Franklin on the large bed in a tight mass as Luke stormed naked into Franklin's room, followed closely by a badly caned and crying Violet.

"It was THEM Daddy! They hit me just for being in bed with my boyfriend!" Violet exclaimed in submissive daughterly tears, pointing accusingly at the nuns.

"You slaves DARED to lay a violent hand on my stepdaughter!?" Luke roared with bowel loosening demonic fury.

The nuns all screamed and huddled even more tightly behind Franklin.

Franklin snarled ferally at the sounds of distress from his "harem" of nuns, driven by some mindless instinct to protect "his" women from harm.

"Snarl all you like boy, your concubines will NOT get away without some kind of punishment for this," Luke snarled back with equally feral rage.

The pair of Astartes snarled and roared at each other in a showdown of vocal dominance, roaring louder and louder to determine which was the stronger.

Franklin instinctively boomed out deep raging noise harder and louder than he had thought he was capable of, testosterone surging through his veins with undiluted masculine power, compelling him to protect "his harem of dominatrix lovers".

The nuns screamed with fear at the noise and fury, only adding to Franklin's masculine rage.

Franklin and Luke began thumping the ground in warning at each other, making the entire room vibrate from the power of their muscles.

Franklin didn't back down, roaring and gnashing his teeth at his male rival, determined to protect his nuns from even being so much as touched by this other Sevenson male.

Luke didn't back down, and roared far deeper and louder than Franklin could match, and thumped the floor far harder, clearly and obviously the far stronger of the two males.

Franklin still didn't back down, and held his ground despite being obviously outmatched.

Luke suddenly lunged at him!

Franklin snarled and lunged too.

The two Night Lords slammed into each other halfway along the distance with jarring force, and wrestled each other with feral power!

Franklin grappled with his adversary, driven by instinct. The instinct wanted him to prove his dominance by RAPING his rival!

Franklin was so feral with testosterone fuelled rage that he couldn't stop himself, and just tried with all his might to overpower and rape Luke in a show of dominance.

Franklin fought with all his might, but was not even CLOSE to being as strong as his adversary!

Franklin snarled and roared as he was overpowered and held in a vulnerable position with his bottom coverings pulled down!

Luke paused and snarled, "Don't make me rape you son, yield and I will spare you from sodomy!"

"YIELD FRANKLIN YIELD!" Sister Mary screamed hysterically...

Franklin obeyed with miserable utter subservience and snarled, "YES SISTER MARY I YIELD AS ORDERED!"

Franklin immediately stopped fighting and became passive.

"VERY WISE!" Luke snarled, still filled with his own testosterone fuelled shouting urge.

Luke roughly shoved Franklin out of his way and pounced on the cowering nuns, grabbing up a cane!

Franklin watched in horror as his nuns were all caned with savage force by the outraged chaos lord! The nuns were SCREAMING with pain and terror!

Franklin had been ordered to yield, and could not disobey to defend his nuns!

Luke Sevenson had Mother Superior bent over his right leg, with her BOTTOM BARED! Luke was caning her bare bottom with terrible fury!

Mother Superior was shrieking in pain! Her bottom was going severely crimson from the terrible blows!

Luke abruptly stopped caning Mother Superior, and grabbed Sister Pamela, baring her young and beautiful bottom!

Sister Pamela was screaming and wailing as Luke beat her bottom bright red!

Franklin was in complete distress as Sister Pamela's bottom bruised purple! The MONSTER!

Sister Pamela was then shoved aside and Sister Mary was grabbed and bent over for punishment!

Franklin flinched in distressed horror as her bare bottom was agonisingly turned an angry purple colour as she wept in pain!

One by one every single nun was caned severely on her exposed bottom, until the entire group of his nuns were all clutching their bottoms and crying.

The monster even caned poor defenceless Sister Superior Clementine despite her being completely innocent of harming Violet. Predictably, the unbreakable Sister Superior of the Order of the Painful Path didn't make a sound, nor showed any indication of even feeling her brutal beating at all, much to Luke's considerable vocal frustration.

With the brutality now apparently over, Luke lowered the cane and let the nuns run crying to Franklin for comfort and protection.

Franklin immediately fussed over his weeping nuns protectively, and they ordered him to cuddle them comfortingly, which he enthusiastically obeyed.

Franklin looked up from his large armful of sobbing nuns, and glared bitterly at his father for harming these treasured women.

"I will cane them like this EVERY time they, or YOU, dare to physically harm Violet! You UNDER-FUCKING-STAND?!" Luke shouted at Franklin severely.

The nuns all nodded frantically in understanding, and Franklin sycophantically nodded in agreement with his nuns.

"Thank you Daddy," Violet said submissively, apparently allowed to call him "Daddy" as an alternative to "Master".

Luke put his arms around her affectionately, and Violet was suddenly squealing with laughter. Luke was tickling her..

"This is for interrupting my orgasm with Octavia," Luke calmly rebuked her, making her laugh hysterically from his fingers probing under her closed arms.

"Daddy I'm SORRY!" Violet shrieked through her laughter, apparently she was now being punished TOO!

"You are just lucky that I am forbidden from doing anything WORSE than this to you! You DELIBERATELY provoked this civil unrest in my home Stepdaughter, you KNEW that his blasted concubines would react like this when you snuck uninvited into Franklin's bed NAKED!" Luke rebuked her, keeping her screaming with laughter.

"DADDY! I'M ABOUT TO PEE MYSELF!" Violet squealed frantically.

"You are cleaning up any mess you make," Luke said simply and showed no mercy at all.

Within 30 seconds Violet was urinating in a stream down her naked legs from her vagina, but Luke still showed no indication of stopping.

Luke noticed Franklin and the nuns all gawking at this display and explained what he was doing.

"Violet here is an officially recognised Sevenson woman, quite a high ranking one too as she is the former chief librarian on this ship. Her position is such that conventional punishments like canings are out of the question. It requires me to get somewhat creative when I discipline my daughter..." Luke chuckled.

Violet was in hysterics, no longer talking and now crying tears of laughter as Luke "punished" her.

"Octavia is the one who discovered this method of punishing her adoptive daughters. That tickle crazy slut tickled the absolute SHIT out of ALL her kids as they grew up, she is the one who made tickling popular in the Sevenson family, it is an interesting and intense new sensation from the usual pain, she even made it fashionable in some of our worship rituals to Slaanesh," Luke said conversationally over Violet's very loud laughter.

"If you ever think of a new way for me to legally punish my daughters then please let me know, I fear that Violet enjoys this too much," Luke added.

"DADDY I HATE THIS!" Violet screamed in response to the suggestion that she was enjoying herself right now.

The nuns were starting to quiet down now, and just huddled in Franklin's arms, watching as Violet's face got more and more tormented from her punishment.

"Where is Octavia anyway?," Sister Mary asked hesitantly after a pause.

"Tied down to my bed, Violet here interrupted me just as I was about to orgasm inside Octavia," Luke explained conversationally.

The nuns all shuddered at this information.

"H-how long will you ah... Punish, your stepdaughter like this for?," Sister Mary asked hesitantly.

"Be a while yet, this is hardly a very painful punishment. I have to make up for the mild nature of the punishment with elongated duration to make sure she actually SUFFERS," Luke said with fatherly sternness.

"I'm SUFFERING Daddy! I'm SUFFERING!" Violet squealed.

Luke simply ignored her pleading for mercy and kept her laughing uncontrollably from his strong hands in her bare armpits.

After so long that it was almost embarrassing, Luke stopped tormenting his now fully repentant stepdaughter. Violet grovelled down on the floor at his feet, pleading out apologies and begging him to stop for good.

"I want you to put some clothes on young lady, and obediently attend to your boyfriend SUBMISSIVELY while in my home. You can dominate him OUTSIDE my home, but in here you will either submit to male authority or you will leave," Luke ordered her.

"Yes Daddy, thank you Daddy!" Violet exclaimed enthusiastically in obvious fear of additional punishment.

"Octavia has plenty of spare mass produced bikinis in her closet in my bedroom, go put on a bikini like a good girl," Luke commanded dominantly.

"Yes Daddy," Violet agreed submissively and ran off to obey.

"As for YOU, you will NOT hurt Violet. The absolute WORST thing you can do to her without her express consent is tickle her, that goes for ALL of you," Luke warned Franklin and his nuns.

"Oh and, it goes without saying that you will NOT use your current authority over your girlfriend Violet to order her to change her religion in any way. I will cane your concubines worse than before if you try to force her to worship the Emperor or any other deity. Oh and don't dress her up as a nun outside of sex unless she wants to dress like that... I don't want any more complaints from her," Luke warned.

The nuns got Franklin to nod in agreement to these terms, and Luke stalked out of Franklin's bedroom.

Violet appeared a while later, looking fresh from the shower and wearing a stunningly patterned brightly coloured bikini, the bikini top of which was WAY too big around the cups for Violet's "merely large" breasts, the cups designed to contain the intimidating size of Octavia's crazily large bosoms..

Violet was holding a mop and bucket of soapy water, and immediately got to work cleaning up her urine on the floor. Franklin had been so distracted by her oversized bikini top that he hadn't even noticed the cleaning implements until she started cleaning.

The nuns all coldly glowered at Violet in silence as she cleaned, xenophobic hatred written on all their faces. Sister Superior Clementine had to be physically held back by nuns pulling on her long chain, zealous desire to attack the mutant written all over her righteous face.

"Please Sister Superior Clementine don't spit on the mutant, we might be beaten again!" Sister Pamela's voice pleaded fearfully as the Sister Superior lunged hard against her chain.

"Do not fear pain my sisters! Let me attack this blasphemous abomination!" Sister Superior Clementine orated powerfully and tried yet again to pull free.

"Hold her chain for me, uh, "Master" Franklin," Sister Pamela ordered with pseudo submission.

Franklin obeyed instantly and held the chain with all his strength. Sister Superior Clementine was physically far weaker than the neophyte Franklin, and was easily dragged back by Franklin.

"Let go of my chain NOW!" Sister Superior Clementine ordered sternly.

Franklin obeyed without question.

The nuns screamed and tackled the violent sister of battle to the floor, struggling to hold her even with her stock and ankle shackles.

"Franklin help us hold her back!" Sister Mary shouted frantically.

Franklin obeyed without question and grabbed hold of the metal stock around her wrists and neck, dragging her away from Violet's direction.

"Let go of me Franklin!" Sister Superior Clementine ordered yet again.

Franklin let go obediently...

This impasse continued for some time and the nuns were eventually forced to gag Sister Superior Clementine to stop her countermanding their orders.

Violet was giggling with amusement as Franklin finally succeeded in padlocking the chain around the metal leg of an extremely heavy storage cabinet on the furtherest side of the room.

Sister Superior Clementine tugged and screamed into her gag but couldn't shift the heavy cabinet.

Franklin turned to glare at Violet...

Violet was standing with her hands behind her back and head slightly bent forward in submission, gazing at Franklin with deliberate subservience while in Luke's home.

Violet noticed Franklin looking at her and immediately began to very demurely approach him.

Violet was immediately staring down a mass of canes blocking her way...

"You are not allowed to hit me, don't make me call my Daddy again," Violet warned.

The nuns all lowered their canes slowly.

Violet very cautiously walked through the crowd of nuns, moving right towards Franklin. The tension in the room was such that it could be cut with a knife.

Violet moved right up to Franklin and stood on the tips of her bird toes to kiss him on the mouth!

The nuns all exploded in outrage!

Violet was grabbed by a mass of nun hands...

Violet was howling with laughter!

"This is the WORST we are permitted to do to you," the nuns spat with wrath...

This was going to be a WEIRD day by the look of things.

***...

Franklin was not bothered by Violet for the next 8 hours, about half of the nuns were holding her down in another room and punishing her in the only way they could get away with. The entire home was now echoing loudly with Violet's desperate laughter...

Franklin spent much of the day enjoying painful punishments from his nuns and giving constant confessions, he was in SO much trouble for the situation with Violet.

Franklin was currently bench pressing five nuns in a specially designed metal crate, as the remaining five flogged him while stroking his ears lest he climax. By the Emperor he was in bliss!

Franklin's member was completely limp from the ear stimulation, making orgasm impossible, and he just enjoyed being tortured and chastised without interruption by his beloved stern nuns.

Franklin lifted and lowered the crate full of nuns with steady disciplined motions, performing the mandatory daily exercises to ensure maximum muscle development as a neophyte.

Franklin had been exercising the entire last 8 hours, power lifting as he gave confessions, squatting massive weights with his shoulders as his knuckles were savagely caned. The nuns had been absolutely ruthless today in their quest to grow "their" neophyte as big as physically possible, to be one day able to hopefully defeat his father when Franklin tried to protect them in the future.

Franklin was sweating and a bit exhausted, but his nuns gave him nothing more than the occasional cup of water held to his lips to keep him hydrated, not even letting him stop as he drank.

The nuns were talking among themselves as they disciplined the currently completely silent Franklin.

"I am SO thankful to be out of that hidden room, I had only Sister Brooke in with me for company for all those weeks, and she had constant morning sickness the entire time! By his Imperial Majesty the SMELL of all that vomit permeated the entire room CONSTANTLY no matter what we did to clean it!" Sister Mary exclaimed as she knelt at Franklin's head stroking his ears maddeningly.

"At least you weren't stuck with Sister Superior Clementine! She couldn't do anything at all for herself in her restraints. I had to wash her, feed her, toilet her, groom her, clothe her and everything else all by myself! She wasn't even very good company in conversation!" Sister Pamela complained as she agonisingly caned the bottom of Franklin's smarting bare feet.

"At least you didn't run out of toilet paper," Mother Superior said as she brutally flogged Franklin's bare stomach with a huge long bullwhip.

The nuns Franklin could see all flinched in revulsion.

"Why did it take weeks for us to be let out?, Poor little Franklin has been wallowing in sin without our supervision," Sister Mary asked concernedly.

Franklin flushed with guilt at her well deserved words, he had indeed been wallowing in FILTHY sin without them!

"The two traitor chapters have departed, or at least are trying to. All of their ships are flying away as quickly as possible in real space in the hope of passing beyond the worst parts of the warp storm, they plan to make an emergency warp jump to safety at the bare minimum safe distance away from us," Mother Superior explained as she cracked the whip on his skin with exquisitely agonising force.

"The traitors are no longer seeking our heads?," Sister Pamela asked fearfully.

"No, they apparently think us dead after weeks of searching for us in vain," Mother Superior reassured her.

"MERCY PLEASE!" Violet's hysterically laughing screaming echoed through the large apartment.

"How much longer are we going to punish that mutant?," Sister Mary asked curiously.

"Till she stops being a mutant?," Sister Pamela suggested.

"Would that we could punish her for that long, but we will be wise to end her chastisement before too much longer lest we kill her," Mother Superior said bitterly.

"I don't think it's possible to tickle someone to death, Octavia herself is living proof that it's impossible," Sister Mary disagreed.

"Oh really?, Well in that case maybe we can keep punishing her indefinitely for the sin of mutation?," Mother Superior said hopefully.

"Can we get away with keeping the mutant indefinitely?, She has relatives who will come looking for her if she goes missing..." Sister Pamela asked fearfully.

"INDEED SHE DOES LITTLE NUN!" Luke's voice boomed through the walls from his bedroom.

"DADDY?! DADDY HELP!" Violet was suddenly shouting shrilly.

"YOU NUNS HAVE UNTIL I FINISH FUCKING OCTAVIA TO RELEASE VIOLET!" Luke snarled without leaving his room, he had been "fucking" Octavia the entire DAY already!

Violet's tormented laughter instantly ceased and she ran crying into the gymnasium room Franklin was using.

Violet ran crying her eyes out and lay sobbing on top of Franklin's bare chest!

"GET OFF HIM!" Mother Superior roared in outrage.

"Protect me Boyfriend! PLEASE protect me! They are so CRUEL! EIGHT HOURS!" Violet pleaded wretchedly.

"Stop exercising "Master" Franklin", Mother Superior ordered.

Franklin immediately lifted the crate of nuns up safely onto the locking hooks of the bench press, and gripped hold of the sobbing Violet as he sat up.

Violet was cowering in his lap, her bikini bottom wet with urine and excrement from being tickled to incontinence! She STANK of her night soil!

The nuns were all around her, hands reaching out to "punish" her yet again. Violet screamed in fear and huddled desperately into Franklin's chest from on his lap.

Franklin grabbed hold of her midsection and pitilessly began to squeeze...

Violet wailed and screeched with betrayed laughter, and Franklin showed no mercy at all until an extremely outraged naked Luke Sevenson burst into the room.

"Eight HOURS!? And yet you STILL are not showing mercy to MY STEPDAUGHTER! It's time for the ringleaders of you nuns to learn what EIGHT HOURS FEELS LIKE!" Luke roared mercilessly and grabbed a large armful of nuns!

Franklin then spent the next 8 hours trying in vain to break down Luke's locked super heavily reinforced bedroom door as nuns loudly laughed and screamed!

Violet wisely ran away out of the apartment, but not before having a huge smirk of satisfaction...

***...

Slaaneshi Sorceress Violet Smith felt absolutely exhausted as she had a very good wash in her own apartment after a good meal, those nuns had been cruel even by Violet's usual standards!

Violet had been raised by OCTAVIA, and had endured an entire childhood of VERY excessive tickling! At least an hour each day as a little girl of getting the utter PISS tickled out of her! Octavia had never sexually abused Violet nor hit her as a child, but the sheer amount of tickling had been bordering on abuse...

And today for 8 brutal merciless HOURS, Violet had been forced to relive this buried childhood trauma!

Violet shuddered, she had felt herself revert back to her childhood, back to being pinned down and tickled for long periods by the extremely loving but STUPID Octavia! Octavia hadn't meant any harm, she was just an extremely well meaning example of why EXTREME tickling fetishists should NOT EVER be allowed to raise children!

Stupid Octavia...

Violet sighed, she still loved Mummy Octavia to death despite it all. Mummy Octavia was by FAR the most loving and supportive parental figure in Violet's entire childhood, she just got a bit crazy with all the tickling games... Violet loved her silly mummy so much.

As unwittingly borderline abusive as Mummy Octavia had been, even Octavia had never held Violet down for EIGHT ENTIRE HOURS! It was too much even by the standards of Violet's rather messed up childhood.

Violet turned her attention to shampooing the feathers of her four year old daughter Carmen who was bathing with her.

Violet had children of her own and a very specialised job that required constant study, Violet had SOME spare time to carry on with her reluctant boyfriend Franklin, but not SO much spare time that she could waste 8 hours being tormented by those merciless nuns!

Violet made an irritated bird song and focused on washing her four year old daughter Carmen.

Violet and Carmen were sitting on the floor of the shower, using a handheld nozzle on a hose to spray warm water on themselves as needed by squeezing on the handle lever to activate the water. Beside them on the floor were dispenser bottles of very high quality shampoos and liquid soaps and skin lotions, required to keep Violet looking so beautiful.

Carmen was almost the spitting image of Violet, with long blue feathers for hair and adorable little bird feet. Her father was definitely a Sevenson Night Lord, but WHICH Sevenson Night Lord was somewhat more of a mystery. Violet had been sexually intimate with over 50 percent of the Night Lords in the entire warband, and had as yet not bothered to get a paternity test done on Carmen.

General genetic tests had confirmed Carmen was indeed a Sevenson, Violet simply hadn't wanted to share custody of the child so had deliberately spurned having paternity tested.

Violet fussed lovingly over her daughter as she washed her, soaping her up until Carmen was completely white with thick foam, which Violet then dutifully rinsed away with warm water.

Carmen squirmed a bit, not entirely cooperative, and the moment she was able to she resumed playing with a bright yellow rubber toy water bird, squeezing the toy to make it squeak and trying to float it in the shallow puddles on the floor.

Violet deliberately sprayed a generous amount of water all over the shower floor, generating modest puddles for the child to play in.

Violet ran additional warm water over herself just for the comfort it gave her and relaxed as she watched Carmen play with the rubber water bird toy.

Carmen had been left almost alone for 8 entire hours today with only a few nanny zombies to supervise the child! Violet had only intended to visit her boyfriend for two or three hours at the absolute most, her entire day plan had been screwed up by those sadistic nuns!

It was just so INCONSIDERATE to basically kidnap her like that!

(Squeaky-squeak)

Carmen was squeezing the rubber toy bird.

(Squeaky-squeak, Squeaky-squeak)

Violet smiled at the cute noise and doted on her child, helping her squeeze the toy and warmly encouraging her in a voice reserved for very small children.

Violet could read every thought in Carmen's mind, her mind was filled with the simple innocent thoughts of a child, currently focused exclusively on playing with the toy. Violet had tried her best to keep Carmen innocent like this, and deliberately forbade the telepathic four year old from reading minds so as to spare her from the hard realities adult minds contained.

Violet herself had had no one to stop Violet herself from reading minds as a child, and Violet had been raised by Wendy and Octavia... It hadn't exactly been an "innocent" childhood after that...

Violet was determined that Carmen herself would at least get to enjoy this innocence for as long as possible.

"Mummy, why don't the men in the dungeon ever bathe with us?, they smell," Carmen asked innocently...

Violet died a little inside, this maintaining of innocence in a place like this was harder than it sounded!

Violet very quickly changed the subject and got out of the shower with Carmen. Violet lovingly dried Carmen off, and led her daughter to her bedroom to get her diapered and dressed. Carmen was potty trained but still had the occasional bladder accident, necessitating diaper shorts to soak up any pee.

Violet played and interacted with Carmen for a while, before leaving her under the supervision of zombies as Violet spent some time flogging the men in her dungeon. A lot of screaming men later and Violet got a zombie to change all the men's diapers and feed them. Violet then returned to her daughter.

Violet lovingly fussed over her daughter attentively until she fell asleep for the night. Violet lovingly closed the extremely soundproof door to Carmen's bedroom, and sauntered back into her dungeon for some therapeutic sadism.

Violet missed Franklin as she flogged and tortured the screaming rapists in her dungeon, Franklin was by far the most entertaining challenge of any boyfriend she had ever had.

Violet had sampled all the single Sevenson men in the warband, they were all fun to torture but she always inevitably got bored with them. They were all simply eager submissive doormats that didn't need to be tamed by force, just utterly boring!

Franklin however was different.

Franklin refused point blank to submit to her, and could only be motivated by threats to his nuns. Franklin was also UTTERLY xenophobic against mutants and psykers, and this intense tang of bigoted hatred made breaking his will all the sweeter!

Like all Slaanesh worshipping Sevenson females, Violet's pussy had been carefully and deliberately stretched by Violet with ever bigger dildos over her teenage years, until she was finally able to endure giant space marine cocks on a daily basis. It was a traditional ritual that all Sevenson females had to go through to mark their transition into womanhood, you weren't "really" an adult woman until you could endure a Sevenson cock.

Violet was now so loose that ordinary human men just didn't fully satisfy her anymore. Violet NEEDED someone as well endowed as only a space marine could be, and of those available Franklin was the most interesting to break in her dungeon.

Franklin was not yet fully well endowed, not YET, but he would grow to full size over the next few years and be big enough to fully satisfy her. Hopefully he would still not be fully broken to her will by then, nothing was so satisfying as breaking a man's will when he is deep inside you.

Violet moaned at the mere thought, and fingered herself excitedly as she flogged her shrieking convicts. She imagined breaking his will on her torture table as he orgasmed inside her, broken down by relentless pleasure and pain until he was her grovelling slave!

Violet groaned deeply and squirted on the dungeon floor in orgasm, oh Slaanesh she was so aroused!

Violet sauntered over to a man being stretched on a rack, he looked so defenceless...

Violet reached out with her delicate finger tips and experimentally stroked him in various places...

"Not ticklish huh?, How disappointing. How about you," Violet mused moving to another man.

Violet tried several men disappointedly until she found one who responded properly to her touch.

"Looks like I found a ticklish one," Violet chuckled and quickly reduced the man to hysterics in his stretching rack.

Violet had been through absolute hell today, and it felt really good to give some back for a change. The man's screaming laughter was extremely therapeutic to poor Violet, and she kept him screaming until he passed out after 30 minutes.

Violet found more men who were sensitive, and made each howl with laughter for a while, venting her own woes and stresses off onto these playthings until she felt so completely better about herself that she stopped tickling the screaming men.

Violet felt light and relaxed as she sauntered into her luxurious bedroom, and she slipped naked into bed, stretching and flexing her mutant bird feet blissfully.

Violet reached over to her bedside table and picked up a tablet screen cogitator, activating it with a touch-rune.

The screen flicked on to her place in the latest sorcerous tome she was reading, and she relaxed into her studies, learning new mysteries about the ancient powers of chaos.

Violet relaxed wonderfully as she read until she fell asleep, utter bliss.

***...