Chapter 86(orphan)

Franklin Sevenson was disappointed as he was made to hand over the majority of his new guns, he hadn't even used all of them yet!

He was currently in his father's house, sorting through all of his huge arsenal of weapons and ammunition, trying to decide what he would keep.

He was allowed to keep his collection of knives and chainsaw swords, and other non-firearm weapons, but he was only allowed to keep THREE firearms for himself with the recent firearm shortages!

What to choose, what to choose!

Franklin looked sadly through the hundreds of guns he had neatly piled up in front of him on the floor, trying to decide what to keep.

The first choice was easy, the shotgun he got for his birthday present had sentimental value, so he would obviously keep it. The other two choices were less easy.

Franklin thought about it objectively and decided to first set aside everything he DEFINITELY wouldn't keep.

Well if he was already keeping one shotgun then he wouldn't need the over 50 other shotguns he had collected. Franklin moved all of these other shotguns to a pile set aside for guns he wouldn't keep.

Ok, well he was pretty sure that he didn't want to keep the primitive stub pistols, they could go too, over a hundred stub pistols joined the pile that would be arming the front line troops.

Ok, lasguns and laspistols were pretty feeble as weapons went, so another twenty unwanted weapons joined the pile. Making good progress now.

What about auto guns and automatic stub assault rifles?, Well the smaller caliber weapons could definitely go, the rest could go on a third "maybe keep" pile.

Grenade launchers?, In all honesty he could simply throw grenades by hand, so they could go, same thing with the rocket propelled grenades, he didn't need them.

Heavy stubbers?, These would have to go in the maybe keep pile.

Flamers?, also maybe keep weapons.

Scoped rifles?, maybe keep...

This was getting ridiculous now, the maybe keep pile was getting too big, and he wasn't even up to the Astartes grade weaponry yet!

Franklin looked at the bolters and bolt pistols he had, trying to decide what to keep.

What about the heavy bolters and lascannons and missile launchers?

What about the melta guns, auto cannons, and even the extremely rare and precious plasma gun he had talked his father into letting him requisition?

Too many choices!

Franklin started by immediately moving the entire maybe pile into the give away pile, and looked at his options.

The convicts and Dark Eldar were probably not even strong enough to wield most of these Astarte grade weapons! Why give these up?

Well maybe some of the really huge mutant crew members could wield a bolter without having the recoil injure them?, Or maybe use some sort of shoulder stock with a gigantic spring on it to absorb the recoil?

Franklin wasn't sure, but that sounded like something the heretics might do?

Franklin prayed to the Emperor to guide him, and felt drawn to pick out the plasma gun and one of the sacred bolters stolen from the Sisters of Battle back at the orphanage. Franklin nodded in agreement with these choices, they were fitting.

With his three choices made, Franklin gathered 1000 rounds worth of ammunition for each chosen weapon, the maximum he was allowed to keep with the ammunition shortages, and put all of this in a personal gun safe his father had given him to use.

"I have finished Father," Franklin called out, knowing that his father would hear him from the bedroom over TigerLily's sex noises.

His father didn't answer, but blue witchcraft glowed around the guns and ammunition, and they all levitated off the floor and floated away out the front door (,which magically opened for it).

With his task completed, Franklin simply left his father's home and walked towards his mother's sinful palace, in need of doing his academic studies like a dutiful servant of the Emperor.

The Nightmare Asylum was looking the least crowded he had seen it since encountering the accursed convict scum, the corridors and walkways almost deserted for a change, with the vast majority of the convicts conscripted to fight in Low Commorragh.

Franklin was relieved, and walked calmly towards his mother's home, looking forward to seeing his nuns.

Franklin opened the front door, and walked inside. He was surprised but happy to find his thousands of Emperor worshipping converts crammed inside the palace to visit the nuns.

"Living Saint!" The converts all proclaimed at his arrival and bowed before him in worship.

Franklin nodded to them in approval and walked past the religious crowd to find his beloved nuns.

Franklin quickly found them giving sermons in his Mother's vast central sitting room, (the one with the now partially disassembled multi story hab building built inside it).

Franklin walked right up to them and bowed before his precious holy women, before then moving to stand at attention beside the small handful of original orphans who had survived this long, all of them now tiny in comparison to Franklin the Night Lord neophyte.

Franklin listened humbly to the wisdom of his nuns as they preached, giving a riveting sermon about the despicable evils of workplace labor unions.

"If your fellow workers talk about going on strike to get more pay and better conditions, do not be seduced by these sinful ideas, for such people are insubordinate anarchists with no respect for the dignity of being humbly poor without complaint. And if your female coworkers talk of reporting male work superiors for sexual harassment or so called "rape", turn your back on these harlots, as they obviously brought it on themselves with their promiscuous demeanour!" Mother Superior was currently preaching.

The converts all exchanged glances and nodded uncertainly.

"Be a humble servant and endure all things from your employer, do not demand payment if your wages are denied to you, do not demand anything at all, but simply give all of yourself to your work without thought of compensation or food, for their is great dignity in oppression," Mother Superior proclaimed zealously.

The congregation nodded uncertainly.

"(Loud scream), OUCH! That dart got me right in the CLITORIS Belzevelle!" Octavia's distant agonised sounding voice interrupted the sermon!

"(Screams of pain), Be careful with those darts! Ow my ass hole is bleeding!"

"Please no more playing darts on my ass! Please just tickle me instead! OUCH!"

"Oh SHIT my poor CLITORIS!"

The entire congregation was in a hubbub now, the sermon interrupted by these loud words from Octavia.

"OUCH! Careful! You got me right in the pussy that time!"

The entire congregation angrily moved in the direction of these sinful words, led by the fuming nuns. Octavia's harlotry was unbelievable!

The congregation came to a locked solid steel dungeon door, from which came the sounds of Octavia's sinful antics with the alien Belzevelle.

"My pussy is bleeding! Please no more dart games!"

The nuns tried unsuccessfully to open the door.

"(Moaning), Oh my poor clit! This feels kinda good now, dart my clit! Yes dart it harder!"

The nuns stood aside and Franklin shoulder barged into the door with all his might.

The door burst open and Franklin staggered into the dungeon to find 3 naked people!

Octavia's naked body was bent forward on her knees, her wrists and neck locked defenceless in a metal pillory, her legs spread wide and ankles locked in very wide metal floor stocks. On her bottom was drawn a ring of target circles with her anus forming the bullseye, and her entire rear section was bristled with embedded throwing darts!

Several meters behind Octavia stood the naked Belzevelle, her ankle chained with a very long slack chain to a floor ring. Belzevelle was holding darts in her hands, apparently using Octavia's nether regions as target practice!

A few meters beside Octavia was Adolf, completely naked and restrained exactly the same way as Octavia, but without any signs of being hit by darts!

Franklin snarled at the unholy scene that greeted his eyes.

Belzevelle yelped with fright and hid behind Adolf's stock, holding the darts defensively at the ready to throw at him if he attacked her.

"Franklin don't hurt them!" Adolf shouted immediately from his defenceless position.

"What SIN is this?!" Franklin demanded of his stepfather.

"No sin is being committed, Wendy locked us up like this before she left. We are trapped and can't escape," Adolf explained firmly.

"What about the darts!" Franklin demanded.

"Belzevelle got bored and physically assaulted Octavia with darts," Adolf attempted feebly...

"I am disappointed stepfather, I expected YOU to be able to reign in my mother's sinful behaviour, this entire predicament REEKS of sinful debauchery!" Franklin reprimanded him.

"Would you rather I WASN'T here?! Would you REALLY prefer it if Wendy only had two WOMEN chained up without me at all! At least Wendy is doing her antics with ME!" Adolf angrily defended himself.

Franklin and his nuns all flinched at the mere thought of his mother going back to 100 percent lesbianism!

"At least she now has a HUSBAND chained up in the mix, give me some credit for the Throne's sake!" Adolf shouted at him.

Franklin was feeling less zealous rage now, replaced with uncomfortable confusion. This was utterly crazy, but he was RIGHT, it WAS a huge improvement to see a lawfully wedded husband locked up in this dungeon like this!

"Belzevelle has not touched me inappropriately this entire time, I have been very careful to remain on good terms with her so she leaves me unmolested. I am completely faithful to Wendy," Adolf assured them.

"Why are you naked and restrained?," Sister Mary asked Adolf darkly.

"Because my WIFE stripped me naked and restrained me like this," Adolf defended.

"Why did you LET her do this to you?," Sister Mary pressed.

"Because I made a promise at my wedding to be obedient and submissive to her, I am perfectly obedient to my wife," Adolf replied.

The nuns all murmured unhappily at this.

"The Emperor chose me to marry Wendy, I know her better than you do and I know what I am doing. Wendy is now having regular marital sex with me on a daily basis, she is opening up to me and letting herself trust me. Stop interfering with the Emperor's plans!" Adolf pressed firmly.

Franklin and his nuns all gasped at this terrible notion, were they INTERFERING with the Emperor's will!

Franklin and his nuns then actually apologised to ADOLF!

"You are indeed a devout man to endure all of THIS just to do the Emperor's will. We shall help you now by nourishing you with holy scriptures in your bondage," Sister Mary said respectfully.

Franklin and his nuns eagerly gathered modest clothing to cover the trio, (with the iron willed Franklin having the duty of clothing Octavia in a string bikini and a sheet wrapped tightly around her torso and legs, due to her lust aura,) and got the trio covered modestly, (removing several darts first).

With the trio clothed, the congregation tried their best to fit into the room whilst keeping a safe distance from Octavia.

"Um, you people are interrupting my game of darts," Belzevelle complained.

"Silence alien! You have already caused terrible injuries to this HUMAN!" Franklin snarled at Belzevelle.

"Mistress Wendy's ring will just reshape Octavia's body to heal the damage, takes like a few seconds," Belzevelle shrugged.

"Unholy witchcraft!" The nuns all hissed.

"It is what it is, what are you all doing in here?," Adolf replied.

"We are going to have a scripture study in here with you," Sister Mary replied cheerfully.

"Um..." Adolf, Belzevelle and Octavia all replied in unison.

"As I was saying earlier, "accursed is the labor unionist", as the scriptures say. Do you know what a labor union is Adolf?," Mother Superior began piously.

"Um, my father is actually a professional secretary of a local trade union back in the hive, he works for the "lasgun components manufacturing factory workers union", he worked his entire career as an office secretary for the union sub branch office in our hive dome district," Adolf replied awkwardly!

There was a terrible pause...

"Your father WAS a unionist or just WORKED FOR a union?," Mother Superior asked carefully.

"He worked for the union as an office worker, union employees don't have like a "union employees union" of their own, that would be getting ridiculous," Adolf explained.

"Ah, well that is ok then! If he was just an employee without joining a union of his own then he was not sinning," Mother Superior exclaimed cheerfully in relief.

"So being a trade unionist is a terrible sin, but working FOR a trade union is completely fine?," Adolf asked slightly incredulously.

"Precisely!" Mother Superior agreed happily.

"O...K..." Adolf replied slowly.

"What planet are you even from?," Franklin asked Adolf curiously.

"The planet Temperis, in the Cabulis System of Segmentum Pacificus," Adolf replied proudly.

Franklin shrugged not recognising the name, the Imperium had a million worlds and he hadn't heard of most of them.

"So back to my sermon, trade unionists are some of the most evil sinners in any workplace, robbing the Emperor's profits with their greed for high wages and better working conditions..." Mother Superior continued happily...

***...

Adolf Sevenson was still slightly upset as he had sexual intercourse with his wife Wendy in bed that night, those puritans had deeply offended him with all their anti union talk. Adolf was the son of a trade union employee, and did NOT appreciate what the nuns had preached!

Wendy was currently straddling on top of him in bed, gyrating on his cock and periodically leaning forward to kiss him passionately. Adolf was certainly into it and enjoying it, but he couldn't shake his upset from his mind.

"For Slaanesh's sake! What's wrong husband?", Wendy exclaimed unhappily at his obvious mopiness.

"The nuns and Franklin, they spent half the day preaching crazy anti-union sermons at me. My father works for a trade union," Adolf admitted.

"They are a nuisance I know, but don't let it ruin sex!" Wendy chided him.

"It just made me think about my parents, what if I never see them again?, The last I heard, my home planet Temperis was under attack from Orks, I have been so caught up in my love for you that I had put it out of my mind. What if they are killed! What if the planet is cut off from food supplies and they starve!" Adolf explained with slight rising panic.

"We are RIGHT in the middle of sex!" Wendy complained.

"Yes Mistress, I'm sorry Mistress Wendy," Adolf apologised and focused on penetrating his wife's slippery wet love tunnel.

Adolf moaned as he ran his hands over her hips and sides, feeling her exquisite naked body as she bounced energetically on his cock. He groaned at the feeling of his member sliding snugly inside her lubricated tunnel, it felt fantastic!

For a while they passionately fucked, and Adolf's pleasure grew and grew as the passion increased, her huge tits bouncing with every rhythm of their hips.

Wendy was screaming with pleasure and obviously having multiple orgasms right now, and Adolf was desperate not to cum for as long as possible, to just keep the pleasure going on and on.

Octavia and Belzevelle were both tied up with their arms behind their backs, and currently having lesbian sex with each other in the 69 position, laying a few feet away on the gigantic bed playing their own game as Adolf and Wendy had sex. This mere fact excited Adolf even more, made the entire atmosphere more erotic.

Adolf was currently completely unbound and had Wendy all to himself, why think about anything else?

Adolf lustfully flipped Wendy over so he was on top, and pounded his pelvis between her legs enthusiastically.

Wendy's bulging tits softly cushioned his chest as he rested his entire weight on them, focused completely on fucking her slippery wet pussy with all his might.

Oh Emperor this was HEAVENLY!

Wendy's red lips were covering his face with passionate kisses as he plowed his member deep inside her, making her moan hoarsely with sexual passion!

Adolf gripped her naked body as tightly as he could and bellowed with pleasure as he exploded in orgasm inside her, the cum intensely pleasurable as it forced its way down his constricted urethra and into her pussy!

Oh the Saints this was PERFECT!

Adolf gasped for breath as she lovingly kissed his face all over, utterly at peace in this loveliest of situations.

"SO good!" Adolf panted in bliss.

"The night is still young," Wendy purred provocatively, licking his face erotically.

Adolf shuddered with bliss. He still hadn't pulled out of Wendy, and he simply resumed having sex with her after this tiny pause.

Adolf was completely emptied of cum as the night wore on, filling Wendy up to overflowing. Their loins never once separated, he remained inside her for several hours without ever once pulling out of her, becoming the mythical "beast with two backs" with his wife Wendy.

THIS was the reason why Adolf put up with all his daily suffering and humiliation, this period each night when he just relentlessly coupled with Wendy like this was what made this all worthwhile! You hadn't LIVED until you had had sex with Wendy Sevenson! It was just THAT good!

At the end of the night Adolf lay tied up just like Octavia and Belzevelle, his hands behind his back and elegant rope patterns over his torso so he couldn't move his arms at all. The three submissives snuggled against Wendy in a sweaty pile, as Wendy dominantly stroked their hair.

Adolf snorted with laughter as Wendy mischievously tickled his ribs with one hand through a gap in the ropes, and on Wendy's other side Octavia likewise laughed, being tickled at the same time as Adolf.

Adolf was quite used to this treatment by now and was not afraid of it, merely tormented. Wendy had a fetish for tickling similar to Octavia, though not quite as single mindedly focused on it, and being her submissive could be QUITE a ticklish experience on a daily basis!

Adolf squirmed and laughed, submissively not putting up any real fight, and Wendy didn't stop. She was grinning cruelly as she kept her two spouses laughing, obviously enjoying herself greatly.

Adolf was in a strange type of hell, it didn't "hurt" but it still was quite unendurable! Wendy just lazily stroked his ribs with no indication of stopping for a LONG time!

Time became a strange concept for Adolf as he just swam in this elongated suffering, Wendy's entire demeanour was lazy and relaxed and contented, always a TERRIBLE sign that marked a LONG period of torture!

For an eternity without any seeming beginning or end, Adolf simply lay defenceless and laughing as her skilled fingers tormented him nearly out of his mind!

This was just part of life when you were married to Wendy, it happened to Octavia long before Adolf came into the picture, and now Adolf was like a second Octavia, suffering very similar treatment each day!

It seemed like eternity, but eventually Wendy's fingers stopped stroking his ribs, and she simply snuggled contentedly against her helpless lovers.

Adolf fearfully snuggled his wife, not wanting any more tickling or other mischief, and tried his best to sleep.

Adolf tried his best to drift off but couldn't seem to get his mind to settle.

Thoughts of his parents continued coming to his mind, thoughts of his home planet under attack by Orks...

Octavia and Belzevelle were both asleep by now, but Adolf was restless and thinking relentlessly about his home, worried now for their safety.

Adolf fidgeted and tried to get comfortable enough to sleep with his mind racing.

"Still thinking about your parents?," Wendy whispered to him.

"Yes Mistress Wendy, how did you know?," Adolf asked in surprise.

"I know my husband quite well," Wendy replied fondly.

"I just wish I knew what was happening to my parents, I fear that they are dead. If they are alive then I want to do something to help them, they might be starving," Adolf fretted.

"I must admit that I would be interested to meet my new in-laws, but I fear they would never approve of me," Wendy fondly chuckled softly.

"Well if we covered your skin with makeup to hide all hints of chaos, and dressed you like an imperial citizen then they probably wouldn't suspect anything. Just need a convincing made up backstory about who you are and how we met," Adolf said seriously.

"You're serious?, Well maybe some time in the future when everything is calm and peaceful in our lives, a big "maybe" but MAYBE I could meet them a few years from now," Wendy allowed indulgently.

Adolf gasped in shock!

"We would need to use the web way, and a LOT of stealth to get a ship close enough to a hive world to teleport down to the surface," Wendy explained gravely.

"Could we perhaps visit sooner and bring food supplies to help the planet, like using cabbages if you have so many?," Adolf asked hopefully.

"Not at the moment, this weapon shortage is getting so bad now that we might lose all the captured territories. I can't spare the cabbages or manpower to do what you ask right now. At the moment we aren't even gaining any gold, we are spending 100 percent of the cabbages just to trade for weapons from other kabals, and those guns aren't CHEAP!" Wendy explained grimly.

Adolf thought about this for a moment and then an idea struck him!

"My father works for the "lasgun components manufacturing factory workers union", that union represents all the workers on Temperis who MANUFACTURE lasguns! For a few tons of gold ingots my dad could get hold of as many lasguns as we need!" Adolf exclaimed in feverish realisation!

Wendy's eyes widened.

"We could tell my father that you are a wealthy noblewoman arms dealer in the merchant navy, looking to get a better price than the official sellers. Make up some story about how we met, something he would actually believe, and tell him that we secretly eloped because of the social class differences. If he believes you are my wife then he will put you in contact with the union member black marketeers he knows!" Adolf suggested excitedly.

Wendy was now sitting up in bed fully alert, and Octavia and Belzevelle had woken up from the loud conversation. Wendy looked like she was actually seriously considering this idea!

"The wars in Low Commorragh are going very poorly, the situation is fast becoming desperate from constant invasions. The Matriarch will be FURIOUS if I lose our foothold in Low Commorragh... At this point I am willing to try your suggestion to get more guns," Wendy gave in.

Adolf gasped in feverish shock and excitement!

"But we get advice from TigerLily and the other Sevenson women first before we do ANYTHING, and we do this MY way, follow a precise plan," Wendy said firmly.

Adolf agreed enthusiastically.

***...

The Talon Cyriix frigate STANK of pungent cabbages, utterly stank to high hell of the leafy black vegetables. Adolf almost wanted a gas mask just to cope with the raw vegetable STENCH of them!

Adolf and Wendy were aboard the Talon Cyriix frigate travelling through the web way, heading for a space web way gate that was apparently hidden in orbit of the planet "Emele", a forbidden Eldar maiden world that orbited the central binary stars of the Cabulis System.

(Author's note the Cabulis System is canon and exactly as described so far, I personally think it's dumb to have a hive world in the same system as a maiden world, you are just asking the Eldar to kick your ass colonising so close to their precious maiden world holiday retreats.)

The Talon Cyriix frigate was just under a kilometre in length and over a hundred metres wide and high, and something like 90 percent of this gigantic volume was filled to bursting with Tygo's Omega cabbages!

Wendy had been feeling very generous towards Adolf's firearm filled home world, and had decided to provide free food relief to the beleaguered planet in the form of as many cabbages as they could hold! She had agreed to help his planet! Adolf had never loved her more!

The Talon Cyriix frigate was itself equipped with an onboard web way gate back to Low Commorragh, to let them travel back and forth on foot as needed, and would hopefully be able to use this transport gate to ferry food and guns between Temperis and Low Commorragh.

Adolf and Wendy currently stood on the slightly cabbage piled bridge of the frigate, surrounded by a small gaggle of Sevenson women and Dark Eldar true born who were acting as a bridge crew. The rest of the ship was populated by low ranking heretics who were acting as a crew, and all in all they had a noticeable lack of manpower.

In front of them stood TigerLily, who alone could guide their every move on such a potentially dangerous mission. Adolf nodded to her respectfully.

"Don't panic little ones, I will be in telepathic contact the entire time. Just stick completely to your scripts, you are an eloped couple in a forbidden romance and don't want too much attention by the nobles because of the scandal it would cause. Repeat over and over again to everyone that you want to keep a low profile so that Wendy's rich family doesn't learn that she eloped," TigerLily drummed into them.

"Yes, my name is Lady Wendy Chesterton, 4th daughter of Lord Samuel Chesterton the 5th brother of Lord Charles Chesterton, who is Heir-Owner of the "Chesterton Shipping Company". High born enough to be noble but distantly related enough from the real Lord Charles Chesterton for nobody to have ever heard of me. I met Adolf onboard a merchant navy vessel, had an illicit romance with him, fell in love and eloped in secret," Wendy repeated her script in a flawless impersonation of a Chesterton family aristocratic accent.

"Very good, now your script Adolf?," TigerLily pressed seriously.

"I am bringing my eloped wife Lady Wendy Chesterton home in the uttermost secrecy to meet my parents, I will implore them to keep Wendy's identity confidential due to the negative social repercussions of it being found out. We are waiting for the "right time" to tell Wendy's family about the elopement, and want to keep it strictly confidential until then." Adolf parroted back.

"Very good. Now we will be arriving in the middle of a space battle between Orks and the local sector Imperial Navy fleets. During the confusion we will teleport the cabbages into the hive districts all around Adolf's parents, to give all of the locals full bellies before you arrive." TigerLily explained and continued rehashing the plan just to be absolutely sure they remembered it.

"I will use my sorcery to conceal our frigate from all local sensors as much as possible, but we will still have to time our teleportations very precisely to avoid detection. Several hours after the cabbages are eaten, the hungry locals will nap from their full bellies, making the coasts clear to teleport you in without anyone seeing you materialise out of thin air."

"You will be teleported into a narrow side alley in the same dome district as Adolf's parents. You are to keep your heads covered by hoods and faces down the entire time, and walk directly to Adolf's parent's hab building. They will welcome you both inside and you will be safe inside their home." TigerLily pressed.

"We have rehearsed this ten times already, this won't be a problem, my parents are really nice," Adolf insisted.

"Very well. We will be exiting the web way shortly. Wendy you had better get your full makeup on and cover your entire skin with it, best to prepare early just in case of Nurgle foiling our schemes. Keep practising that accent and memorising your script." TigerLily said with surprising gravity.

Wendy immediately stripped naked out of her dominatrix outfit, and held still as a gaggle of Sevenson women covered every inch of her skin with thick mascara, to hide both her chaos mark and all of the words Octavia had carved into her skin.

Adolf got changed into a full merchant navy uniform, covered by a long hooded cloak to drape tightly around himself.

Wendy finished her makeup just as the ship dropped out of the shimmering web way, revealing the beautiful maiden world Emele unmistakably present through the bridge front viewing windows!

They were now unmistakably in the Cabulis system! These web ways were SERIOUSLY fast!

Adolf felt happy tears well in his eyes as he observed Emele far below them, he was HOME!

He felt a storm of happy joy at just being here after everything he had endured, this was a MIRACLE!

Wendy joined his side, still naked as she gazed at the view with him. Adolf felt Wendy's hand hold his, fingers interlocking lovingly with his.

Adolf squeezed Wendy's hand, and cried happy tears to be coming home with his wife by his side.

"My parents are going to LOVE you," Adolf told her fondly.

"I honestly hope they do, I am nervous they won't approve of me," Wendy replied softly.

"Just don't be too kinky or immodest, don't talk about bondage, lesbianism, sex, chaos, or the fact that you have children. Just be "yourself", but not TOO much." Adolf advised.

Wendy nodded and smiled.

This would be amazing!

***...