Part 12
A Reunited Family Again.
Chapter 76(orphan)
The bridge of the Nightmare Asylum was currently packed with every single member of the Sevenson family, including their children, lovers, concubines and other very close associates, and what was more absolutely no one had any idea why they were summoned here.
Franklin stood in a tight huddle with his nuns and holding still the currently gagged and homicidal Sister Superior Clementine, all around them were other people tightly packed into the space, all confused and irritated.
TigerLily was currently standing in front of them all just before the huge bridge observation window, and doing what could only be described as "truly awful" disco dancing, to the music of an ancient sounding song about a 17 year old "dancing queen".
Given TigerLily's usual bizarre daily antics this dancing was so completely in character for her that it didn't even stand out as abnormal, she was an eternally hyperactive juvenile lunatic, just completely mad.
"Why did you summon the entire family here like this Mistress TigerLily?," another Night Lord attempted to ask yet again.
Franklin simply assumed that it was so that she could tell them another joke about farts.
TigerLily was now singing some sort of deeply tragic opera.
"People think it's funny... But it's really hot and runny... Diarrhoea, diarrhoea..."
Franklin and his nuns all groaned.
TigerLily was now singing fast and jauntily.
"Jesus Christ, Superstar, riding on a Yamaha, did a skid, killed a kid, and burned his balls on the petrol lid!"
About 5 percent of the assembly roared with laughter.
"Jingle bells, batman smells, robin flew away, the cat woman, lost her bosoms, flying TAA,"
The Sevenson's all looked at each other in confusion.
"TAA stands for Trans Australian Airlines," TigerLily explained cheerfully.
"It's funny because it has the word "bosoms" in the song," TigerLily added immaturely.
"Who's batman?," A Night Lord asked quietly.
"A less serial killery, comic book version of the Night Haunter," TigerLily explained cheerfully.
"What do you do, if you need to do a poo, in an English country garden?, Pull down your pants, and suffocate the ants, in an English country garden," TigerLily sang jauntily.
The Night Lords snorted with laughter.
Franklin was getting extremely annoyed by now. TigerLily the Daemon Princess was the second in command of the entire Sevenson warband, and had complete authority while aboard the Nightmare Asylum. She had summoned them all here without saying why and had just been extremely immature and silly ever since!
"There was once a woman who lived in a house called "hairy bum", she had a dog called "hole". One day the dog went missing, so she went to the local police and said to them, "I have been looking all over my hairy bum but I can't find my hole"," TigerLily said happily.
The children all laughed uncontrollably at this juvenile joke, but everyone older than about ten saw how awkwardly obvious it was and didn't laugh.
Franklin looked over to Violet, who was standing nearby with her four year old daughter Carmen and a rather sullen mutant teenage son named Patrick who was older than Franklin was. Violet noticed him looking at her and looked at him expectantly.
"Can you use your filthy heretical telepathy to find out what TigerLily is doing?," Franklin asked hopefully.
"I can read her mind very clearly but I cannot UNDERSTAND the complex immortal thoughts in her head. She doesn't think in actual words, her thoughts are so advanced and strange that I can't even make sense of them. I have absolutely no idea what she's actually "thinking" right now," Violet replied apologetically as TigerLily continued to tell juvenile jokes.
"...have you seen my Tits-Wobble?, "no" said the Sargent "but I'd like to"," TigerLily was currently saying the punch line to another immature joke.
Franklin and his nuns all groaned, this was an exasperating waste of time!
"Maybe we should just leave?," Sister Mary whispered loudly.
"Milk, milk, lemonade, around the corner chocolate's made"
The other nuns were now looking around to see if they could slip away from this lunacy.
"...Santa Claus has gotta, new truck! He bought it at a car yard, he paid for it with cash, an every time he takes it out he has another almighty smash!"
The group of orphanage survivors moved calmly through the crowd towards the exit.
"Frosty the snowman, got out on parole, the Judge said he had no respect, and little self control..."
The exit was in sight now!
"There's a bear in there, and an electric chair, people with AIDS, and hand grenades, open wide, commit suicide, it's Play School,"
Franklin and his nuns gratefully left the bridge deck and headed back home to Luke's apartment. TigerLily's hyperactive insanity was so utterly exasperating to have to endure.
The group silently made their way home through the eternally crowded corridors, and entered Luke's apartment door with a quick scan of Franklin's palm at the door scanner.
Adolf was still on the bridge, as was Octavia and Luke, so the group had the apartment all to themselves for the time being.
The nuns immediately got to work punishing and dominating Franklin in the set routine, flogging him as he repented for his sins for an hour.
Franklin was blissful as he was dominated and beaten by his exalted nuns, as completely and utterly in love with them as always. Violet had not changed how he felt about his nuns, the nuns remained the undisputed love of his life, he would love them forever.
Franklin grovelled blissfully on the floor in complete submission before these treasured holy women, completely at peace and in inner harmony from their mere overpowering presence. He existed solely to submit to his dominant women, he had no other purpose but to humbly obey them without question.
"Stand on your head Franklin," Sister Mary commanded completely on a random whim.
Franklin scrambled to obey, balancing perfectly on his head without question.
"Kneel before me," Sister Mary commanded.
Franklin was kneeling before her in an instant.
"You are being silly Mary," Mother Superior stated matter of factly.
"I am, I just find it comforting that after everything we've been through, we still have this one area of power in our lives," Sister Mary admitted.
Sister Mary stroked Franklin's completely submissive face lovingly with her hand, and kissed him on the forehead affectionately. Franklin was utterly transfixed by her, hypnotised in submission to this object of his desire.
"The Emperor protects, no need to get silly," Mother Superior said gruffly but sympathetically.
Sister Mary nodded, and ordered Franklin to begin his routine muscle exercises.
Franklin instantly began a gruelling workout exercising every muscle in his body systematically to the brink of exhaustion, and most of the nuns started cooking and other chores as Sister Mary supervised Franklin's exercises.
Franklin was currently doing single-arm pull-ups on a raised bar, with Sister Mary attached to his back in a specially designed backpack. For additional weight he was currently awkwardly gripping a 50 kilogram dumbbell between his feet, lifting this entire combined weight with a single bicep as Sister Mary sternly played with his ears to control his chronic erections in her presence.
"You are amazingly strong Franklin!" Sister Mary said in awe as he lifted this enormous weight many hundreds of times with each arm.
Franklin felt good at this praise, and redoubled his efforts for the pleasure of his beloved Sister Mary.
"Don't hurt yourself!" Sister Mary exclaimed as Franklin lifted with extreme speed.
Franklin obeyed instantly and stopped showing off, resuming his measured pace, trying to ignore the maddening tickle to his ears as he lifted.
Franklin wished that his private parts would behave themselves, but in the presence of his nuns he always became utterly hard instantly unless tickled. Franklin was the exact opposite of Octavia, tickling was the one thing that CERTAINLY "turned him off", he didn't like it and found it anathema to sexual arousal. How Octavia and Wendy got "turned on" by it was a complete mystery to Franklin, he simply hated it!
Franklin had been through a lot since his abduction by his family, and had learned a lot about his desires and what such desires were even called. He knew beyond all doubt that his sexual "fetishes" were:, female domination, pain, nuns, humiliation, submission, female sadism, female cruelty, masochism, bondage, nun outfits, stern nuns, angry nuns, basically ANYTHING involving nuns that didn't include tickling!
Franklin had an EXTREME "nun fetish", and just got instantly sinfully excited at the mere presence of a nun. He thanked the Emperor that he was clearly heterosexual at least, he only got erections in the presence of women! It could have been SO much worse had he been like his filthy homosexual mother!
Franklin felt bad at the thought of his mother. She was currently a lost damsel in distress, languishing in chains awaiting a space marine in shining armour to come and rescue her!
Franklin should be fighting to rescue her even now, he had read enough heroic tales to know what needed to be done.
An extremely fair and beautiful damsel of "noble" birth had been kidnapped by uncouth honour-less traitor space marines, and was now languishing imprisoned in their lair, awaiting some noble dashing space marine hero to rescue her. Thousands of tales followed this line, it was basically a law of nature.
Franklin knew that it was up to him to fight the villains in single combat like a hero should, to fight and fight through hoards of uncouth foes, defeat all of them with unrivalled heroism like a man should, and rescue this helpless damsel from her powerless distress!
Yes! He would be the hero and save the day!
The door to the room then opened and his mother Wendy herself simply walked into the room!
***...
"MOTHER!?" Franklin bellowed in complete shock, forgetting even his submissive obedience to Sister Mary in his utter surprise.
"THERE you are, I have been looking EVERYWHERE for you on the bridge for over an hour!" His mother Wendy exclaimed in her extremely beautiful voice.
His mother threw herself at him and hugged him extremely tightly. She was dressed in some strange jet black body glove of some sort, he didn't recognise the outfit.
Franklin actually let go of the bar and returned the hug spontaneously without being ordered to! What was he doing!
Franklin felt a wet warmth running down his cheeks, he realised that he was crying...
Wendy was crying too, happy tears of joy as she hugged him very tightly.
For a while the Mother and Son just hugged each other and cried, Franklin had not realised just how much he had actually missed his sinful depraved mother.
"How very touching, this giant brute is your true born son I take it?," a cruel sounding haughty female voice loudly sneered.
Franklin turned his gaze and saw a foul Eldar alien!
It was a revolting thing, daring to look like a stunningly attractive tall lithe woman with long black hair, but it's inhuman alien nature revealed by its pointed ears and completely alien grey skin! Had she been human then she would be sexually attractive in the extreme, but as a vile alien Franklin had nothing but bitter contempt for the foul thing.
"Xenos!" Franklin snarled hatefully, and attempted to extricate himself from his Mother's arms to attack this waste of the Emperor's holy space.
"Franklin STOP! Don't attack her, she is a friend! She RETURNED me home!" Wendy implored frantically.
Franklin paused.
"You were rescued from the traitor scum by this "thing"?," Franklin hissed unhappily.
"You DARE to speak to me like thus cur?!" The alien exclaimed in imperious indignation.
"Did you just call my son a CUR?!" Wendy snarled very severely.
The xenos dropped her aggressive attitude instantly and grovelled down on the floor before Wendy in terror, actually begging Wendy for mercy?!
"I will punish you later, now get up off the floor girlfriend," Wendy commanded strictly.
"Oh MOTHER! Not ANOTHER lesbian affront to nature! With a XENOS no less!? Have you NO shame at all?," Franklin loudly lamented, ashamed of her.
"Oh Slaanesh I forgot about your bigotry Franklin, have you not changed at all in all this time?," Wendy sighed in exasperation.
"When did you arrive?, How did you even get here?, Are the Angels of Brutality defeated, are their leaders vanquished in combat?," Franklin pressed, ignoring Wendy's question.
"I arrived in a Dark Eldar ship over an hour ago, TigerLily had assembled the entire family to witness my return and kept it secret as a surprise..." Wendy began.
"Oh..." Franklin murmured, feeling very foolish and disappointed.
"You missed the entire tale of how I escaped, I even looked for you but you weren't there," Wendy explained.
"Tell me now," Franklin pressed.
"Later son, for now I want you to come home with me, be a family again," Wendy said, ushering him to follow.
The nuns had already assembled in the room to investigate by this point, and were standing together in a pregnant huddle, softly praising the Emperor for his deliverance. It was really strange how much even the nuns had bonded with Wendy by now.
"Wait for me! I had a TERRIBLE time getting past those convicts with my lust aura!" Octavia's voice called pantingly.
Octavia jogged bouncily into the room in her bikini, massive tits bouncing up and down like huge bouncy balls. Her hair was disheveled and she had semen spattered all over her skin and bikini.
"I thought we had lost you you absurdly busty plaything," the Dark Eldar exclaimed haughtily.
Octavia ignored the alien and ran right up to Wendy and tackled her to the floor in a flying hug!
Franklin averted his eyes from the passionate kissing that followed, ew!
"I missed you, I missed you I missed you I missed you!" Octavia said passionately in between every kiss.
"You already spent the last hour telling her that," the Dark Eldar said impatiently.
The pair of Slaaneshi lesbians ignored the Dark Eldar and continued being intimate until Franklin finally decided to physically separate the pair.
Octavia and Wendy both glared at Franklin, but he gestured for them to get up and behave themselves chastely.
Wendy and Octavia stopped their depravity, but still insisted on holding hands. The Dark Eldar "girlfriend" of Wendy then got jealous and tried to hold Wendy's other hand.
The Dark Eldar was predictably immediately ensnared by Octavia's lust aura, and performed carnal lesbian acts on Octavia's sin tunnel with her filthy alien mouth!
The Dark Eldar came to her senses a moment later, but then shrugged and simply resumed the lesbian licking!
Franklin got so disgusted and annoyed that he eventually pulled an emergency fire hose from a nearby wall, and doused the sinful pair with cold water to motivate them to stop. The tactic worked but the Dark Eldar was NOT happy about being doused with cold water!
"Don't make me DOUBLE your punishment!" Wendy warned severely as the Dark Eldar actually drew a KNIFE to attack Franklin!
The Dark Eldar immediately froze, blade held inches from Franklin, and quickly put the knife away and made peace.
The mood was rather tense and hostile now, and Wendy led this assorted band out of Luke's apartment and off in the direction of Wendy's home, being joined by an even bigger group of humans and Dark Eldar xenos just outside Luke's apartment as they left.
Franklin glared at the foul xenos, they numbered over a hundred, all dressed in the same black body gloves as Wendy and carrying vile alien weaponry! The xenos were all showing body language of terror and respect towards Wendy, but arrogant distain towards everyone else, looking both haughty and cruel.
Franklin deliberately kept a close watch over his nuns, and was currently pulling the berserk gagged Sister Superior Clementine along by her chain, keeping her from attacking either the heretics or the aliens. Of all the Orphanage survivors, Sister Superior Clementine alone had not lost her eternal zeal to destroy the unclean, though even she was at least somewhat nonviolent towards particularly inoffensive heretics like Octavia, on a good day at least.
The convicts in the corridors were now currently trying to make sexual advances on the female members of the Dark Eldar contingent, cupping at the breasts of their body gloves. It wasn't a wise idea...
The Dark Eldar females responded with blurring speed, and sliced off the hands that had dared to touch them!
Hands fell to the floor as men clutched their bleeding stumps, shrieking in agony and horror!
The Dark Eldar all seemed to shudder with pleasure from this pain, and Franklin got the vague sense of some sort of energy being drained out of the convicts, feeding the Dark Eldar somehow. The mere sight of it sent chills down Franklin's spine, something most unnatural was afoot here.
The remaining unharmed convicts trained their weapons on the Dark Eldar...
"HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Wendy shouted at maximum volume to the convicts.
The convicts tensed but didn't fire.
"These Dark Eldar are my personal servants and vassals, any attack on them is an attack on me! HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Wendy shouted very quickly.
"Go take the wounded to the apothecarion, tell the staff that I sent you so they get first priority in triage. Pick up all the hands, they can still be reattached if you hurry! No time to waste, GO NOW!" Wendy ordered urgently.
The convicts snapped to their senses and obeyed, gathering up each lost hand and rushing the wounded away to get surgery, defusing the entire situation.
Wendy turned sternly to face the Dark Eldar.
"Those men you just maimed were my servants..."
The Dark Eldar instantly erupted in apology, dropping down on their knees to beg Wendy's pardon. Franklin was astonished, these xenos were TERRIFIED of Wendy!
"Don't do it again," Wendy replied simply, and gestured for them all to stand and follow.
The convicts in the corridors were now pulling back away from the dangerous Dark Eldar, and the group made much faster progress to Wendy's apartment.
The group stopped at the doorway. The front door was completely missing and seemingly had been sawn off at the hinges with some sort of metal grinding tool...
Wendy looked understandably irritated by this destruction to her home, and angrily entered inside...
Loud outraged shouting could then be heard:
"What the FUCK!? LILING! You had a MULTI-STOREY APARTMENT BUILDING built INSIDE my sitting room!"
"What do you demon host sluts think you are DOING in those outfits! Those are MY clothes! Give me back my stuff!"
"Get out of my bed right NOW! ALL OF YOU! These sheets haven't even been CHANGED since I last slept here! You filthy disgusting SLOBS! This ENTIRE apartment is now an absolute LANDFILL!"
"FETTER! I know you and the other slaves are hiding around here somewhere, come here NOW and EXPLAIN this mess to me!"
(Sounds of fearful slaves and deafening whip cracks)
"No I will NOT show mercy to you USELESS slaves! You are just lucky that I'm ONLY whipping you you BAD slaves!"
The Dark Eldar outside the apartment showed interest at these sounds and eagerly tried to enter, but they were then immediately pressed back out again by a surge of convicts and demon hosts fleeing Wendy's wrath.
It took several minutes before the flood of fleeing people subsided enough for anyone to even enter, and by that stage Wendy was no longer flogging the household slaves, much to the disappointment of the Dark Eldar.
The place was indeed an absolute sty of filth and discarded trash, and stank very strongly of damp mildew as well as various bodily substances! Dry semen crusted the walls and floor, turned orange from the microbes that had grown in it before it completely dried out! YUCK!
Wendy's housekeeping slaves were currently naked and smeared all over with sperm, and were now hard at work cleaning up Wendy's vast bedroom as Wendy glowered at them holding a whip.
"If my own half born scum let MY home reach this state I would probably send them to a haemonculus for a few days," Wendy's Dark Eldar "girlfriend" stated distastefully.
"If I didn't need them to clean this place right now then I would send them to our own local surgeons for punishment, alas this place will NEVER be cleaned up if I punish them properly right now," Wendy agreed regretfully.
The slaves all trembled violently at these words and cleaned twice as quickly.
"My beautiful bedroom... Totally ruined..." Wendy lamented sorrowfully.
"I tried to stop the convicts Wendy, but they threatened to murder me and threw me out of our own home," Adolf Lincoln's voice said from the crowd behind Franklin in the bedroom.
"You should have tried harder slave, you FAILED my girlfriend Wendy! Why aren't you CLEANING!" Wendy's new female Dark Eldar consort reprimanded Adolf severely.
"I am actually Wendy's husband..." Adolf corrected the alien.
"Impossible, Wendy is already married to that big breasted delight over there, and besides that Wendy is a lesbian," the Dark Eldar dismissed instantly.
"Um actually, Adolf and I did have a wedding..." Wendy corrected.
"WHAT?! You mean you're NOT a lesbian?!" The Dark Eldar exclaimed incensed.
"I am very much a lesbian, I have two spouses, one female and one male. The female is for "fun sex", this male is here for "reproductive sex" I guess you could say. Adolf here is my "sort of husband", we had a wedding but it was interrupted by a massive violent slave rebellion before we could complete the ceremony. We are going to complete the ceremony as soon as practicable," Wendy reassured the alien.
"Ah, so he is the father of the baby currently in your womb?," the Dark Eldar asked in understanding.
"Yes exactly, Adolf here is the father. Adolf Lincoln meet my girlfriend Belzevelle, Belzevelle meet my husband (sort of) Adolf Lincoln," Wendy introduced the pair.
Belzevelle and Adolf politely exchanged greetings.
"Adolf before I forget, I want us to get married properly back in Commorragh with our new Dark Eldar vassals. I have conquered Belzevelle's entire kabal and made them swear loyalty to me and the family. Let's invite only family this time." Wendy added.
"Yes I heard you telling the family earlier about your many adventures, that sounds lovely," Adolf agreed happily.
"What adventures?," Franklin pressed.
"You should have stayed on the bridge with the rest of the family, I don't want to repeat myself so soon," Wendy replied...
