Chapter 84(orphan)
Adolf Lincoln stood pensively in his dashing black tuxedo up the front of his wedding ceremony, praying desperately that this second wedding would actually get all the way to the end without some disaster.
The chosen venue was the main room of the massive Ebony Stiletto kabalite true born "Hall of Blood", a small-cathedral sized building that acted like a multipurpose clubhouse for the spoiled kabalite true borns. The venue was big enough to fit all the Sevensons quite comfortably, but not SO big as to fit tens of thousands of people like last time.
Wendy had been wise this time and only invited Sevenson family members and a few other key allies like the Archon and Dracons of the Ebony Stiletto kabal, all people with a very strong vested interest in keeping Wendy alive and well.
The Ebony Stiletto kabal in particular was now apparently at the height of it's power thanks to the Sevensons, and gaining new territories every passing hour with the help of millions and millions of lasgun armed convicts. The Sevensons had both the insidious powers of Slaanesh and the raw convict manpower needed to win these victories, and if the kabal turned on Wendy then they would lose this precious advantage in their wars against rival kabals.
The Ebony Stiletto warriors all but worshipped their Sevenson overlords now, they were so self centred and amoral that even the wellbeing of their own city was secondary to their own personal gain!
The Sevensons in turn seemed to utterly adore the Dark Eldar as natural allies and kindred creatures of Slaanesh, and the two parties got on like an Ork and an arms dealer, basically couldn't get enough of each other.
Adolf wasn't sure what he thought of the Dark Eldar, he was somewhat fond of his fellow submissive Belzevelle, he didn't fully trust her yet but was warming up to her with each night of submitting to Wendy alongside her. Belzevelle was ok, but the Dark Eldar race in general was far less palatable.
At the end of the day it didn't matter what Adolf thought, he had no position of power to make any decisions regarding the Dark Eldar.
Adolf had resigned himself to his position as Wendy's submissive plaything, from now on he would pretty much live in Wendy's dungeons as a chained plaything. She would dominate him completely and pleasure him beyond his wildest dreams, torment him and do crazy things to his body.
Sex, tickling, submission, spankings, bondage, floggings, group sex, pleasure and pain, these things would be his daily life as the husband of Wendy Sevenson.
Adolf was honestly terrified, genuinely afraid, but he loved Wendy so much that he would push past his fear.
Adolf was utterly smitten with Wendy, and he knew that she lived an extremely kinky lifestyle as her daily life. If Adolf wanted to be a part of her life then he would have to join her bondage lifestyle. Wendy wasn't a "normal person" with a kink on the side, she was a kinky person with normal life on the side, bondage stuff was just who she was as a person, it was her entire life.
Adolf gazed nervously down the venue, looking at the guests. Franklin and his nuns were surly as ever, joyless killjoys who disapproved of almost everything in the entire universe. The nuns had slightly swollen pregnant bellies now, but had otherwise not changed at all.
The other Sevensons were the same as they always were, a collection of colourful individuals who could have been taken straight out of horror movies, a family of murderers and monsters and freaks, perverts and rapists and nightmares and horrors, dominatrices and witches and hulking terrors.
They would have scared the urine out of him over a year ago, but now that he had gotten to know them he found that he actually accepted them. These were creatures born in the nightmarish chaos hells, this was the only life they had ever known, this was just their culture and way of life. They were not hostile to him, so he would not be hostile to them either, why not just live in peace?
Adolf was getting married to a terrifying chaos dominatrix, a hell spawned creature of horrific sadistic cruelty, every bit like all her other kin, albeit even MORE ruthless than most! If Adolf could learn to love and accept the dreaded Wendy Sevenson, then he could love and accept his new in-laws too.
The Sevensons with psychic powers all gazed at him and nodded slowly in respectful approval, apparently able to read his mind!
Adolf trembled with visceral fear and dread, but the psykers all held open their palms in peace and nonverbally signalled to him that he had nothing to fear.
Adolf felt pale with sick adrenaline but nodded softly in understanding, forcing himself to calm down. He reminded himself that if the psykers hadn't already approved of Adolf then they would have already killed him long before now.
The psykers all nodded in agreement...
Adolf felt his entire skin crawl, there was something profoundly disquieting about having your own private thoughts read without permission like this, it was a deep violation of something utterly personal.
Adolf tried his best not to think of anything embarrassing.
Adolf deliberately remembered not to think about the time he had peed his pants in front of his entire class as a teenager...
The psykers all smirked softly!
Shit! Do NOT think about the time you farted in the basic training pool and accidentally did a shit!
Vivid recollections came of the drill sergeants screaming at the sight of a turd floating in the swim training pool... Brown and bobbing in the water as the merchant navy recruits at basic training were taught how to swim... The memory of Adolf shyly raising his hand to admit it had been him...
The psykers all howled with laughter!
Adolf frantically tried to control his thoughts, but the harder he tried, the more that his most embarrassing memories floated to the surface of his mind!
Adolf was blushing bright crimson as the laughter of Violet and Hyacinth got so bad that they leaned over sideways in their chairs, this was so humiliating!
Adolf was at his most flustered when the wedding music played signalling the arrival of the bride!
Adolf frantically stopped thinking about every time he had wet or shit himself in public, and focused with all his might on his approaching bride.
After a LOT of vocal jealousy from the banned maid of honour Octavia, Wendy had dispensed with bridesmaids altogether in the ceremony, and was simply walking up the aisle alone. Octavia was currently sitting in her own special separate front row chair, the chair a good 4 meters away from other people because of the lust aura, the other bridesmaids were likewise already sitting in attendance.
Wendy was absolutely radiantly beautiful as she came into view at the entrance to the hall of blood.
She was wearing an intensely provocative pale pink bare shouldered wedding dress, with cleavage plunging down all the way to the topmost quarter of her nipples. Her elegant pale pink skirt was long and flowing, just short enough to avoid brushing the floor.
Her usually long hair was done up gracefully out of the way with hundreds of hairpins, leaving her neck and shoulders completely bare to show off her delicate shiny wedding jewellery.
Finishing the ensemble was a delicate flowing transparent pink veil, that hung down over her face from the base of a brilliantly shining elegant platinum tiara on her head, the tiara so thin and delicate that it might almost be made out of wire.
The veil did not hide her face at all, such was it's transparency, and through it Adolf could see the stunningly gorgeous face of Wendy, radically enhanced in beauty after spending 6 entire hours with a Slaaneshi makeup artist.
Adolf looked his bride up and down in open mouthed awe, utterly transfixed by her intoxicating beauty.
Wendy smiled proudly as she slowly sauntered up the aisle towards him, looking blissfully happy and thankful to be here. Adolf felt humbled that she felt so happy to marry his humble little self.
Adolf smiled beamingly as she got closer and closer, and continued to look her up and down. Her waist and belly were slender and flat as a tabletop!
Wendy was still apparently pregnant according to all medical tests, but she had not even the slightest hint of a baby bump. Wendy had told him that she had a chaos gift that warped her physical geometry to stop her ever appearing fat, her arms and legs were apparently swollen with thick daemonic muscles underneath this geometric warping, making her "real" proportions look FAR less lovely without this gift!
Hidden somewhere within this elegant slender little woman was a growing baby and warp powered muscles that would put an Ork to shame! Thank the Emperor for her beauty maintaining geometric warping gift!
Adolf had only ever seen the briefest glimpses of Wendy's "true" form. When she was enraged sometimes her face would distort horribly, revealing what her chaos nature actually looked like.
When she became especially angry her entire body would sometimes distort for just a brief moment, showing an ape-like monstrous creature of terrifyingly intimidating musculature! From what Adolf had seen while possessed by Octavia, Wendy was actually strong enough in the nourishing warp saturated chaos hells of the Eye of Terror to even defeat a dreaded Bloodthirster of Khorne!
Adolf gulped submissively, at the moment Wendy was just a weak little woman, but the moment she returned to the chaos hells of the Maelstrom, unholy strength would return to power her hidden daemon muscles. Adolf would only be able to grovel before her when that happened, no match for such fell physical strength!
Wendy was still not quite to the front of the aisle yet, no sign of her hidden hulking daemonic nature visible on her flawless erotic body. Adolf gazed at her, thinking hard about what he wanted to do...
Adolf thought hard and then made his decision...
Adolf prematurely dropped down to his hands and knees for the traditional Sevenson marriage ritual, and grovelled before her in complete awe and submissive worship, loving her UTTERLY!
Wendy was puzzled for a few moments by his premature response, but then smiled confidently and strode with renewed assurance towards him.
Wendy came to a halt standing right in front of him, and Adolf gazed up at her from his hands and knees in submissive adoration.
Wendy dominantly patted his head lovingly, and did not tell him to stand, letting him stay on his hands and knees before her.
Together the pair moved to their place on the raised stage.
This was a very traditional Sevenson heterosexual marriage, with the unique culture of female domination included in the ceremony rituals.
On the stage was a raised throne for the bride to sit imperiously upon, and cold hard floor for the groom to grovel before her in submission...
Wendy arrogantly sat down on the throne like an exalted queen, and Adolf took his place humbly crawling down before her.
Adolf and Wendy had rehearsed this wedding in exhaustive detail, making sure that Adolf was never confused or humiliated by anything that happened.
Adolf was to be a traditional Sevenson husband, Wendy had been absolutely insistent on that, and being a traditional Sevenson husband meant being ruled completely by your wife, completely and utterly submissive to her.
The first wedding attempt had been a much more reserved wedding, trying to appeal to the conservative norms of riotous Emperor worshippers.
This second wedding was COMPLETELY different...
Adolf would have been utterly humiliated right now if he hadn't so exhaustively rehearsed this to the point of familiarity. He was grovelling down before Wendy in front of an entire crowd of people he saw everyday!
The ceremony was being officiated by a butch as fuck Slaaneshi lesbian priestess in camouflage combat trousers and a khaki tank top, she even had a military crew cut haircut!
This particular priestess had not been the original choice to officiate the wedding, not the second or third choice either. The original priestess they had done wedding rehearsals with had contracted a severe bout of sickness, as had every single one of the backup priestess choices.
The entire clergy of the chaos priestess cult Wendy had wanted to officiate the wedding had all gotten severe gastroenteritis at the same time, apparently highly contagious and spread to the entire cult clergy during a ritual mass orgy...
The original celebrants had only cancelled last night, and Wendy had been forced to scramble last minute to contact other cults to find someone else who was available at the last minute. The resulting priestess was not "entirely" what they had originally wanted...
The celebrant introduced herself as Priestess "Diesel Dyke" of the Slaanesh cult of "The Exalted Womyn of TERF". Adolf had a bad feeling about her...
(Authors note, TERF's (,stands for: Trans(gender) Excluding Radical Feminists), are the type of toxic minded, man hating feminists that even OTHER radical feminist groups hate and despise. Basically nearly the entire LGBTQ community hates these people, as they harass and discriminate against even post op trans women for not being born as biological females. A radical feminist who would actually beat on trans women really is such an utterly toxic, house-Escher-like man hating LUNATIC, that they really would fit in well in the dystopian 40k universe. Yes they really do exist, and I and every other transgender person on earth hate them with varying degrees of passionate loathing.)
"Dear womyn of the congregation, (NO that doesn't include YOU you filthy tranny!), WOMYN of the congregation, we are gathered here today to witness the extremely sad occasion, of a superior member of the lesbian race wedding herself to an inferior man-scum!" Priestess Diesel Dyke aggressively began her sermon...
Before long the nuns were loudly jeering and heckling Priestess Diesel Dyke's sermon as she called on womyn everywhere to become lesbians.
"Fellow womyn! (No not YOU tranny!) Why must we fight each other?, Let us join together in a galactic lesbian union and enslave the entire filthy male sub-race!" Priestess Diesel Dyke implored the jeering nuns.
"Um... Mistress Wendy, this "particular" wedding celebrant seems to be causing... Problems..." Adolf whispered carefully.
"The Goddess Empress on Terra is TOO a lesbian!" Priestess Diesel Dyke was currently arguing with the nuns.
"PRIESTESS! Kindly stop squabbling with my guests and continue on with the wedding ceremony," Wendy commanded imperiously.
"Yes Slaanesh Champion,"
"As I was saying, the blessed womynhood of Slaanesh herself is proof that womyn are superior over the penis insects. Look at this vermin grovelling at Champion Wendy's feet, is this not the ONLY place that a male can be permitted to exist?, ALL male vermin must either grovel in submission to womyn or be exterminated!" Priestess Diesel Dyke proclaimed passionately.
(Additional note, the international Gynarchy political organisation is also a real life thing that can be found in the craziest corners of the internet. Like 99.999 percent of the movement are submissive men with a sexual fetish for being enslaved by women, and they spend most of their time harassing/worshipping/praising/annoying dominatrices on Facebook BDSM groups.)
(When Hillary Clinton was running for president in the primaries against Bernie Sanders, they completely ignored her policy positions altogether and just begged everyone to vote for her because she was female.)
(If Adolf Hitler was a woman and running for election against a male Abraham Lincoln, these people would vote for Hitler just for being female. They believe that ONLY females deserve to be in any position of power, whether president of a country or the club leader of the (completely hypothetical) "guys only gay man's gay penis jousting club"!)
(They (gynarchs) unfortunately really do exist in real life and a lot of them are also TERF's, as trans women ruin their sexual fantasies of living in a society where they are worked naked in quarries, lifting rocks with their bare hands as hot young leather clad CISGENDER dominatrices whip them or some shit.)
(The Sevenson society is loosely based on the feverish wank dreams of these "political activists", but in such a pragmatic way that it might (,possibly but not likely,) actually function as a society. Back to the story now).
By now even some of the hyper submissive Sevenson males were exchanging glances at this sermon, and chaos women were beginning to join the nuns in jeering and heckling the priestess.
"No you fucking tranny! You do NOT deserve the honour of wearing womyn's clothing!" The priestess was currently shouting at a Night Lord in an elegant formal dress rather than power armour.
"BITCH PLEASE, I have nicer tits than you and a fully functioning pussy! I'm more feminine than you will ever be you butch bitch," the Night Lord replied effeminately in that ultra sassy way that only queer people can.
"Insolent male swine! You DARE to insult a superior member of the exalted lesbian race?!" Priestess Diesel Dyke roared back.
"Bring it bitch, I'm a lesbian too, been married to my wife Melody here for over twenty years," the gender bending Night Lord sassed back.
"Trannies are NOT ALLOWED to call themselves lesbians! You are a MAN you confused faggot!" The Priestess shouted back in outrage.
(This is how some real life TERF's actually talk to people)
"Oh no you did'unt! Bitch PLEASE!"
Adolf was getting rather sick of this by now, as was more than half of the guests.
The Night Lord transsexual and the priestess were both hurling lesbian slang at each other in a shocking fusillade of pure bitchiness and raw queer sass, not coming to blows solely because the Night Lord was an even bigger "complete girl" than the priestess was!
"Bring me your girlfriend and I'll show you who's the real lesbian here!" The hulking transsexual sassed fabulously.
"This is MY WEDDING!" Wendy roared demonically in complete exasperated outrage.
"I apologise for all the male interruptions Champion Wendy..."
"Oh no she did'unt just say that did she!"
"Silence you male swine!"
"Ain't nothing can shut THIS fabulous mouth!"
"I am gonna KICK your male ass!"
"Bring it girlfriend!"
"Don't make me come over there!"
"Oh bitch I is coming over to yuh-ooh! Show me what you got girlfriend!"
Priestess Diesel Dyke and the giant Night Lord in the dress were now having a (rather sissy) slap fight with each other, both giving tiny little slaps while smack talking each other!
"Man scum!"
"I'm more woman than you is!"
"Inferior!"
"Bring it sister!"
(Girlish ineffectual slapping)
Adolf had finally had enough and got up off the floor and stormed over to the pair.
Adolf grabbed Priestess Diesel Dyke by the scruff of the neck and twisted her arm behind her back.
Adolf then manhandled the cursing woman over to Wendy for Wendy to decide her fate.
Wendy snarled demonically at the priestess with terrible malice.
"Liling my DEAR daughter-in-law, I want you to give this priestess a SEX CHANGE OPERATION!" Wendy snarled with a distorted demon voice.
Adolf actually laughed in vindictive appreciation of this ironic punishment!
"With pleasure mother-in-law..." Liling agreed gleefully.
***...
PRIEST Diesel Dyke had rather less attitude as HE continued the ceremony after a bit of nightmarish public surgery without any anaesthetic. Adolf was glad.
The newly regendered man was covered in bandages and shaking violently as he brokenly continued the ceremony, cutting the sermon entirely in favour of getting this wedding finished as quickly as possible.
Adolf ritually kissed the bottom soles and heels of Wendy's shoes as he vowed to submit to her "like a husband should", and promised to love and obey her in all things. To her he promised all of his (nonexistent) worldly wealth, and vowed to give her pleasure with his body for evermore.
Wendy ritually arrogantly spat on him, and pressed her shoe into his face. She promised very little at all, not duty bound to give up any power at all, but ritually proclaimed that "on her whim" she would dominate and discipline him "as a wife might whim", told him that if she whimmed it she would love him and control him, receive his worldly wealth to use as she saw fit, punish him and receive pleasure from his body on her whim.
The wedding ceremony then came to the climax.
"I, Adolf Lincoln, do offer my body and entire worldly possessions to the domination of Wendy Sevenson, as her lawfully wedded husband," Adolf proclaimed humbly from his knees before her throne.
"I, Wendy Sevenson, do accept dominion of the body and possessions of Adolf Lincoln, as his lawfully wedded wife," Wendy arrogantly proclaimed from the throne she sat on.
"By Slaanesh I now proclaim you Wife and husband, you may kiss the bride if she whims it," Priest Diesel Dyke proclaimed brokenly.
Wendy gestured her acceptance for Adolf to kiss her, and he cautiously crawled up her throne until they were face to face.
Wendy lifted up her own veil, and dominantly initiated a passionate kiss with him.
Adolf thrilled with pleasure and wonder, they were now married for REAL!
Wendy broke the kiss after about ten wonderful seconds, and alighted from her throne, holding Adolf's hand.
The entire assembly cheered loudly in jubilant celebration!
Wendy was now his WIFE!
The pair stood side by side holding hands like equals as they stood and waved to the audience, and then held various poses as they were photographed what felt like thousands of times from every conceivable angle.
After a truly excessive number of photographs, Wendy led Adolf to a table full of paperwork, and the pair sat side by side in a pair of chairs at the table, and filled out a scary number of official looking wedding documents, finalising the marriage on paper.
The Night Lords then busily rearranged all the furniture and set up tables, as this room was also the reception venue, and a wide open space was cleared on the stage for Wendy and Adolf.
Wendy reached inside her plunging cleavage, and pulled out a pink velvet ring box...
Adolf gazed in wonder as she opened it to reveal what looked like 4 rings, all glowing with terrible pink unholy power!
Wendy carefully pulled out one of these blindingly brightly glowing rings, so dazzling that Adolf couldn't make out it's details at all. Wendy then put this ring on her own finger...
For just a moment Wendy's true chaotic form was revealed, the terrifying huge ape-like monster of swollen muscles. Her terrible muscles glowed bright pink from the power of the ring, seemingly being empowered by it with terrible fell strength!
Just as quickly as it appeared the chaos form vanished once more from view, showing only the exquisitely lovely body of his wife Wendy. The glow of her ring had completely faded now, apparently absorbed into her body to invigorate her muscles.
Wendy then carefully selected another terribly glowing ring, and held it out in her fingers to place on Adolf's finger!
Adolf gazed in horror at the obviously unholy ring, and didn't want to touch the thing.
Wendy tucked away her ring box into her cleavage and simply grabbed Adolf's wrist with her now-free hand.
Adolf was spooked by just how STRONG Wendy now was!
She overpowered him easily as though he was an insect, and simply forced the glowing ring onto his finger!
Adolf whimpered as he felt terrible power flow into him, overwhelming him and binding him helpless to it's insidious influence. Adolf had an unstoppable urge to grovel before Wendy, and he could not disobey, bound completely to the power of this terrible ring!
Adolf suddenly completely calmed as though by magic, and calmly stood up and smiled at Wendy, utterly relaxed...
Wendy smugly held up her ring on her finger for him to see, and Adolf suddenly had an intense desire to stand balancing on one leg whilst rubbing his belly and touching his nose...
Wendy laughed triumphantly as Adolf did a variety of completely random strange actions.
Wendy got serious and Adolf was suddenly completely himself again, his skin instantly crawled with intense horror at what had just happened.
Adolf looked at the ring on his finger. It was no longer glowing, now just an intensely polished white gold ring, engraved with his name and the words, "the Chaste submissive husband".
"Relax husband, it won't harm you. The ring simply gives me heightened control over you, makes you submit to my will. It also has another ability that you will find invaluable," Wendy said reassuringly.
"What ability?," Adolf asked nervously.
Adolf was suddenly compelled to walk in a straight line towards OCTAVIA!
Adolf flinched at what must surely happen next...
He walked right up to her...
Adolf felt nothing at all as he stood so close that he was brushing against her dress skirt..
Adolf was compelled to hold his face mere inches away from Octavia's extremely confused looking face.
Absolutely NOTHING happened!
"You are being weird," Octavia complained.
STILL nothing happened!
"I am IMMUNE to the lust aura?!" Adolf exclaimed in awed wonder.
"That's right, completely and utterly immune," Wendy confirmed joyfully.
Adolf beamed with pure joy and ran back to Wendy, giving her a joyous kiss of pure happiness, smiling ear to ear.
Wendy lovingly returned the kiss, and seemed strangely flustered by the kissing, seemed turned on by it...
Wendy gently took one of his hands and lifted up her dress. She directed his hand inside her panties...
Adolf's hand met with copious WETNESS!
Adolf gazed at her in astonishment.
"While we both wear our rings I am sexually attracted to you, my lesbianism is no longer a problem for you..." Wendy told him tenderly.
Adolf gasped in joy and kissed her adoringly.
"You are in PUBLIC!" One of the nuns exclaimed as Adolf continued to run his hand around inside Wendy's damp panties...
***...
Adolf felt so many different emotions as he sat down next to Wendy at the wedding reception table of honour, he was happy, nervous, horny, anxious, exhilarated and completely overwhelmed.
At the far edges of the table sat Octavia and Belzevelle, both now wearing rings of their own from Wendy's terrible ring box. The two women looked so thankful for their new unholy rings, Belzevelle in particular.
Octavia was currently squealing as her breasts randomly grew or shrunk in size, playfully begging Wendy to stop her mischief. Wendy was seemingly able to mould Octavia's body on a whim with the ring, and had been having no end of mischievous fun with this new power.
Belzevelle seemed younger and more beautiful than usual with her ring on, but otherwise seemed unchanged. Adolf wasn't sure what her ring did, but Belzevelle seemed to love it INTENSELY for some reason, gazing at it in thankful happy awe.
Wendy seemed to get tired of her mischief with Octavia's body, and turned her attention to Adolf.
"You are SO sexy!" Wendy purred softly to him.
Adolf thrilled at these words and got excited.
"Sexy sexy sexy... I simply MUST eat out your pussy tonight you sexy girl," Wendy said huskily, edging closer.
"I, I don't have a pussy and am not a girl Mistress Wendy," Adolf replied nervously.
"Oh?, Oh yeah! Sorry force of habit. I am still getting used to this ring. I have never before felt so sexually attracted to anything that wasn't a hot woman. When I look at you I get so wet and excited that you might almost be Octavia!" Wendy stammered in shock.
"I am so thankful that you did this for me," Adolf said honestly.
"Ah well, I am extremely fond of you," Wendy nonchalantly brushed off the praise.
"I can't imagine why, I am honestly nothing special," Adolf replied in honest humility.
"You actually care about me without ulterior motives, you see me clearly for what I am, evil and all, and yet you love me unconditionally and do not judge me. Few mortals have EVER done this for me, and none so relentlessly. You overwhelmed me and stole my heart." Wendy sighed honestly.
"Plus I make Franklin pester you less," Adolf teased affectionately.
Wendy laughed and nodded in agreement.
"Yes that too, his harassment of my sexuality has reduced by more than 50 percent since you came into my life. It is such a welcome relief," Wendy chuckled.
Wendy stroked her own perfectly flat belly.
"The Matriarch will be delighted by all the children we will have," Wendy said happily.
"Oh?, How many more should we have?," Adolf asked fondly.
"One per year?," Wendy suggested.
"We would have rather a lot if we did that," Adolf chuckled.
"We can get lots of nanny slaves to help raise them, we would just do the fun bits of the parenting," Wendy reassured him seriously.
"But how long would we keep having more kids each year?," Adolf asked in slight shock.
"Forever?, Or until I hopefully became a demon princess one day?," Wendy suggested with complete seriousness!
"A demon princess?! I don't want you to become that, you are perfect right now!" Adolf spluttered in horror.
"Perfect already huh?, You mean that too don't you," Wendy noted.
"I do mean it, you are PERFECT, right now just as you are. Please don't change," Adolf assured her.
Wendy suddenly kissed him, and continued kissing him for a long time.
***...
Adolf gazed into his wife's brown eyes in complete adoration, as she dominantly led him in the bridal dance. Oh by the Emperor, how he LOVED her!
The reception had gone for hours, the way the wedding receptions of powerful people do, hours and hours of dancing and speeches and food and talking to people.
The wedding reception was loosely organised, with a bit of strictly ordered ritual dancing at set times, interspersed with longer periods of general mingling and eating. This right now was not the first bridal dance, and not the last either. The dancing periods repeated periodically in a ritual order.
Other people were dancing too, Cheng Sevenson in particular seemed to be dancing with every woman he could find, eagerly chatting them up like an adolescent ladies man! Adolf was impressed by how obviously charismatic the boy was to be this successful, the fearless confidence helped too.
Huge Night Lords were being led in dances by their female significant others... All except the transgender Night Lord...
"Darling you led the last dance, give a girl a chance to be fabulous," the Night Lord in the dress was currently saying to a tiny little oriental woman wearing exactly the same dress...
Adolf and Wendy both snorted with laughter in unison at these words, the pure sassiness of this Night Lord was hilarious.
Wendy and Adolf's dance continued with perfect practiced ease, not a single missed step, their movements graceful and elegant even at the maximum speed and tempo.
Wendy was superhumanly strong and fast with her ring powering her hidden giant muscles, and at times she actually lifted Adolf off the ground as though he had no mass at all!
The dance got faster and faster, until Wendy was a blur and Adolf could only hold on for dear life! This wasn't what they rehearsed!
Wendy was laughing hard as the dance came to an end, completely covered in sweat and looking badly overheated!
Wendy picked up Adolf like a doll and walked over to a drinks table, carrying him in her arms like a toy.
Wendy plopped Adolf down on the floor.
"Are you ok?," Adolf asked in concern.
"Just need to cool down," Wendy said, reaching into a large bucket full of ice cubes.
Wendy stuffed a generous handful of ice cubes down her cleavage, and sighed in contentment, rubbing meltwater all over her bare arms and shoulders.
"That feels better," Wendy sighed, a growing wet patch of meltwater now spreading through the fabric under her breasts.
"Don't overexert yourself my love, you are pregnant after all," Adolf softly implored her.
Wendy clenched two handfuls of ice cubes inside her armpits in a way that was not entirely ladylike, still desperately overheated, and seemed to take his point.
"I will be better once I get out of this dress, I can't cool down properly in this," Wendy complained.
"My usual dominatrix outfit is actually designed with keeping cool in mind, my normal thigh high boots are extremely thin and skin tight to let me cool down, same with my corset. This dress here is COOKING my legs at the moment!" Wendy explained.
Meltwater was now running out of Wendy's armpits, and her dress was becoming ever more soaked now.
Adolf picked up a paper napkin and tried to fan Wendy with it.
"You are very sweet but that is having little effect my love," Wendy said seriously, putting fresh ice in her cleavage.
Adolf immediately summoned the other nearby Sevenson women to help, getting worried about Wendy now.
"Mum we need to take you to another room and get you out of this dress before you boil, the power of the ring is making you overheat." Violet explained seriously.
Wendy agreed, and let herself be led away by a tight huddle of female relatives, leaving Adolf behind.
Adolf stood there for a while, waiting for Wendy to return.
Adolf was then joined by Octavia, feeling absolutely no lust towards her. Adolf affectionately put an arm around his fellow submissive and together they stood waiting for Wendy to return.
"Wendy will be ok, they will just strip her naked and cool her down with water for a while. She always overheats when she uses her daemon strength," Octavia reassured him.
"How does she cope in the fiery chaos hells?," Adolf asked curiously.
"Even in the most infernal daemon worlds we still have air conditioning. I have visited many blasted hellscapes in the Maelstrom, planets with rivers of fire and raging winged devils, planets made of the sick and foulness of Nurgle, tempestuous crystal planets of Tzeentch where the very air is magic... They all had air conditioning..." Octavia explained dimly.
Adolf laughed, that of course made sense.
"Wendy wears very little clothes and keeps the air conditioning very cold. Sometimes I get too cold and have to snuggle her just to stay warm. The dungeons can be very VERY cold sometimes..." Octavia added.
"What will it be like for me living in Wendy's dungeon?," Adolf asked seriously.
"It will be fine. I will tickle you whenever you are chained up when Wendy isn't home, or you can tickle me. Wendy works very long hours for the Matriarch back home, but you and I can keep each other company. Luke comes over to play with me most days..." Octavia tried to encourage him without success.
"Will we just live in chains?," Adolf asked.
"No not all the time, we are free to do as we wish and leave the dungeon to do things and see people. When the Nightmare Asylum is at the home ports we live down on land."
"The Matriarch rules a number of daemon worlds and hellscapes, this loose cluster of planets in the burning hells. Each of these planets has at least one mighty chaos fortress, huge fortifications the size of entire cities. Wendy has her own personal dungeon-palace inside each of these fortresses".
"The Matriarch sends Wendy all over the place on various business, doing the Matriarch's will. Wendy always takes me with her, staying in different dungeons, visiting different planets. It is never boring." Octavia encouraged him.
Adolf shuddered in dread at this terrifying description.
"Dance with me?," Octavia offered spontaneously.
Adolf paused and then agreed hesitantly, leading her out to the nearby cleared dancing space.
Soft wild music filled the dance floor from portable sound projectors, and Octavia and Adolf joined hands.
Octavia confidently led Adolf in an energetic dance in tune with the music, holding him close against her physically perfect body in a cleavage heavy skintight pink satin dress.
Adolf felt no sexual attraction at all towards Octavia, his penis completely limp, no lust at all. It was so utterly refreshing to just be around Octavia without the annoying desires ruining everything!
Octavia was a lovely person to just platonically spend time with like this, and she seemed to be rather lonely and isolated as a result of her lust aura, unable to get close to most people despite obviously wanting to.
Adolf just held her and danced with her, simply enjoying her company, and had a wonderful time bonding with his fellow submissive like this, just two submissive playthings of Mistress Wendy.
Luke then came up and took Octavia for the next dance, leaving Adolf standing alone..
"Dance with me, fellow submissive of Mistress Wendy," Belzevelle's voice then demanded from behind.
Adolf turned to see Belzevelle, dressed radiantly in a black silken Dark Eldar evening gown, scrubbed up beautifully for the wedding.
Adolf took her hands without question and together they danced, Belzevelle leading.
This dance was Eldar in origin and completely unknown to Adolf, strangely fluid in motion, breathtakingly beautiful.
For a time Adolf was a part of this dance, until the sinister male Archon of the Ebony Stiletto kabal stole Belzevelle for the next dance, leaving Adolf alone once more.
Adolf vacated the dance floor and returned to his seat, waiting for Wendy to return, watching the dancers as he waited.
Wendy returned soon afterwards, wearing only EXTREMELY provocative white lacy bridal lingerie!
The nuns all gasped in moral shock, but Wendy simply ignored them and walked over to join Adolf.
"I am MUCH cooler now," Wendy said in relief.
"I'll say! You are almost naked my dear!" Adolf said in slight shock.
"Not yet..." Wendy purred and leaned forward to provocatively lick his face...
Adolf rearranged the huge erection he now had to be more comfortable in his pants, and edged closer to his provocative bride.
Wendy pounced on him and straddled his lap, kissing him heavily in just her lingerie!
Adolf was as hard as it was possible to be hard, and ground his clothed member against her lace clad pelvis, humping her fully clothed.
Wendy rubbed her pelvis against him in turn, and together they had sex without any penetration or nudity, just rubbing together until they blissfully climaxed.
The nuns were of course scandalised, but Adolf and Wendy ignored them and crawled under the tablecloth to have sex properly...
This was a WONDERFUL wedding!
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