Chapter 89(orphan)
The rented warehouse was by FAR the most decrepit storage depot structure in the entire dome-district, the plaster was peeling away from the old brick walls, the windows were all boarded up with synthetic wood polymer planks, numerous large holes in the walls were likewise boarded up, and the roof itself had only an ash covered rusty frame of girders, the iron roof sheets having rusted away completely from the corrosive ashes over the long years.
The warehouse was currently filled with 4 entire meters of thick ash layers, as the lack of an intact roof had let the ash freely enter the building for obviously many years, and it was obvious that Wendy was the first person to rent this place in a LONG time.
For this decrepit junk building, Wendy was paying 10 THOUSAND credits rent per month, an utter rip off! It had unfortunately been the only place that would rent to her without asking questions and signing official paperwork, so Wendy had little choice.
Wendy was currently standing in a far corner on top of the thick ash, surrounded by a gaggle of heretic crew men (,carefully disguised as tech priests,) who had teleported down into the warehouse to join her.
At the other end of the warehouse, near the entrance, 50 hired day labourers were busily shovelling out the thick ash into wheelbarrows, and dumping it in the back of a group of hired trucks to haul away.
Near Wendy the ash was piled with crates full of machinery teleported down, containing a disassembled Dark Eldar web way gate disguised with Imperial icons to pass for human technology. Not only did the warehouse contain these teleported down crates, but also contained thousands of weapons in local crates, all awaiting delivery through the new web way gate.
Herman was at work right now, but Adolf was down with the labourers, keeping watch as they worked.
The labourers were clearly hungry from recent rationing, and this hunger sapped their strength noticeably, slowing down their progress. Wendy frowned at this lack of speed.
Wendy needed this done as quickly as possible, time was of the essence here!
Wendy strode through the ash and scaled down the slope to the cleared area near the entrance. The workers all doffed their hoods in respect to her as she passed, and she exited the building to talk to Adolf about hiring a LOT more labourers.
Adolf called over several labourers and paid them each 20 credits to go and round up as many other labourers as possible to help out.
The men happily walked off to obey, and disappeared out of view.
Wendy sighed and leaned her back slightly against Adolf's front. Adolf's arms wrapped around her from behind in a way that she found deeply comfortable.
Wendy relaxed in his arms and watched the labourers working, the labourers gazed at Adolf jealously, clearly having never before seen a woman as beautiful as Wendy.
Wendy didn't like living here in this deeply conservative ash choked society, she felt so restricted in what she could do, it seemed almost like it was virtually a crime just to be beautiful here!
Wendy was used to being noticed sexually by men, that itself wasn't a problem. The problem was that she was apparently forbidden to EXPLOIT this simple fact for her own gain! To a Slaanesh Champion that was almost unthinkable!
Wendy wasn't even allowed to be loud during sex with her HUSBAND in this stupid society! This planet would NEVER fall to the worship of Slaanesh with these sorts of conservative values!
In this society the women rarely seemed to work and were expected to just be hyper conservative enslaved housewives, with little earning power and a whole set of societal rules designed to repress their sexuality and keep them slaves! They were completely dependent upon their husbands and quite powerless to determine their own fates!
Wendy shuddered at the mere thought and snuggled closer to Adolf.
The labourers returned soon after, leading over two hundred additional men to join the work. Wendy and Adolf immediately explained the work and the 20 credits per hour wages to these men, and put them all to work shovelling out the ashes.
The work sped up with the over 250 workers now, and the men eventually had to lift crates down off the ash to the cleared floor to clear out the back half a few hours later.
The men stopped only to occasionally eat meagre meals of cabbage, and by midnight the entire warehouse was clear enough to be good enough for Wendy's purposes.
Wendy had only just enough cash to pay everyone at the end, (giving her a fright by how close she came to not having enough), and she sent the men home.
Wendy and Adolf were tired, but the web way gate still had to be assembled by the heretics, and they were both needed to help with this high security labor.
The work was long and tedious, but with her ring Wendy had incredible strength and energy, and she just kept working until 4 am when it became too populated out in the streets for her to safely continue unseen.
Wendy then napped in an ashy corner as Adolf and the heretic men kept working, and had a much needed rest as the web way gate was completed.
***...
Lasguns very rapidly began flowing into Low Commorragh all of a sudden with the completion of the web way gate down on Temperis. Gold and cabbages flowed out of Low Commorragh into Temperis, and weapons flowed back in with ever faster speed.
Wendy had MILLIONS of TONS of gold at her disposal, endless cabbage harvests, and enough raw manpower in Low Commorragh to make all the logistics work. Within the space of a few days Wendy had built up enough criminal contacts on Temperis to move truly massive numbers of guns, with money being no object to her.
Every pawnshop within driving distance was now flooded with tons of gold, and Wendy's new criminal associates were driving ever further away to find pawnshops who still had the cash to buy gold.
Wendy was currently living in her rented warehouse, endlessly buying and selling things coming in and out. She had amassed billions of credits in the local currency, but she spent it so fast that she never had more than a few million on hand at any one time!
Wendy was at this exact moment selling shipping crates full of cabbages to a local grocery chain representative, all off the books and cash in hand.
"Nice to do business with you," Wendy told the man as she received a generous pile of cash for the ten truck loads of cabbages.
"You are saving a lot of lives with this, you are doing the Emperor's work," the man replied respectfully as he got into a truck.
Wendy was currently sitting at a table out the front of the warehouse, flanked by several entire squads of hired mercenary security guards. Wendy's table rested under a giant table-umbrella that kept the worst of the ash from falling on her, and in front of her table was a long line of people seeking to do business with her.
Wendy gulped as she saw a large squad of men in local police uniforms walking towards her, completely ignoring the line...
"Ah officers, back for yet another... "Generous citizen contribution" are you?," Wendy asked fearfully.
"Well yes, you see, we have heard rumours that someone around here is engaged in black marketeering, peddling stolen property, tax evasion, tariff evasion, buying and selling without a license... A whole LOT of crimes in fact..." One of the officers replied threateningly.
Wendy instantly summoned especially trusted men to carry a one kilo gold ingot to each officer as an extravagant bribe. The policemen pocketed the gold without hesitation and became less threatening.
"Just let us know if you see this rumoured criminal anywhere fine citizen," the leading policeman said and led the police squad away without incident.
Wendy nodded enthusiastically and watched the hated police leave. They would be back later for more bribes, they ALWAYS came back for more. Constant bribery was just the cost of openly breaking the law like this in plain sight.
Wendy was far more happy as the man at the head of the line sold her a truck load of ten thousand stolen lasguns, costing her 1 million credits in cash.
The next man wanted to buy 30 tons of cabbages, paying cash for them of course.
Wendy was currently forming the centre of a growing illegal economy, that seemed to be spreading further and further with every passing hour. The planet Temperis was currently starving from severe food rationing, and Wendy had almost enough cabbages to feed the entire planet. People who sold food were starting to hear about this, and more and more of them arrived with trucks each hour to buy food.
The warehouse was currently swarming with disguised heretics, who alone were allowed anywhere near the web way gate, and trucks full of goods constantly drove in and out of the web way gate in marked lanes.
Wendy's warehouse was currently at maximum operational capacity, but the business just kept increasing as more and more customers came to trade with her!
The next man in the line was offering to sell her an entire truck load of homemade under hive stub guns, most likely utter junk. Wendy got Adolf to look into the truck contents to judge the quality, and Wendy immediately dealt with the next customer...
The streets all around the warehouse were a crazy traffic jam of trucks, queued up for miles as they waited in line for Wendy's warehouse, causing disruptions to the entire district!
She had barely slept in days, the grind just went on and on as she attempted to do the impossible.
***...
Millions of newly recruited half born warriors of the Ebony Stiletto kabal were now being armed with lasguns, and HUNDREDS of millions were being armed with stub pistols and sawn off shotguns and other under hive junk.
Ammunition shortages were an ongoing problem, especially for the stub guns and shotguns, but slowly but surely the endless rabble of new recruits were being armed.
Over a hundred MILLION newly recruited half born warriors had lost their lives in the last week of savage fighting, and almost as many convicts too. This conflict was being dubbed "the web way wars", and was by far the bloodiest conflict in the entire sordid history of the Ebony Stiletto kabal.
Belzevelle was appalled by the loss of Dark Eldar lives, they might be worthless half born, but one hundred MILLION of them was extreme enough to shock even her! But it still wasn't enough to make her question her loyalty to Mistress Wendy...
Belzevelle was currently enjoying a hard spanking in handcuffs from her boyfriend Arzurmor, being careful to maintain her submissive routine in the absence of Mistress Wendy, relying on her boyfriend on the side to keep her used to being submissive.
Mistress Wendy would be back eventually, and so it paid to remain acclimatised to her severe treatment to avoid a shock to the system when she returned.
Belzevelle moaned as Arzurmor pulled her hair and spanked her bottom bright red, her arms defenceless behind her back as she lay bent across his lap.
Belzevelle was in her condo in Low Commorragh, feeling a sense of loss in her life without Mistress Wendy. To be a submissive without your chosen Dominant was a truly distressing experience!
Belzevelle yearned for Mistress Wendy to return, yearned to submit to her cruel dominatrix, to be tickled nearly insane, be spanked, flogged, tied up and forced to orgasm endlessly. Belzevelle missed grovelling in submission, missed the arrogant assertive dominance, missed being forced out of her comfort zone to experience new pleasures.
Arzurmor spanked her harder, with a leather belt this time, and Belzevelle gasped in pleasure and pain, getting wetter and wetter now.
Belzevelle lay submissively in his lap, gasping in pleasure, thrilling with each new painful spank of her smarting red bottom.
Belzevelle moaned loudly as she felt Arzurmor's fingers penetrate inside her, and gasped as he pleasured her intensely.
"May I please cum Master?," Belzevelle begged hopefully.
"No, you don't get to cum," Arzurmor ordered her dominantly.
Belzevelle groaned at this sadistic command, and held her orgasm at bay as his fingers continued doing wonderful things to her!
Belzevelle was in heaven and hell as she felt him insert a vibrator inside her pussy, tormented by the order not to cum!
Belzevelle was then squealing with laughter as he tickled her ribs! She couldn't reach that spot in her handcuffs!
Belzevelle laughed uncontrollably as he just continued tickling her, tormented with frustration by the vibrator inside her!
Arzurmor then moved her around so she was kneeling between his legs, and she opened her mouth wide for his penis, sucking it submissively.
Belzevelle pleasured him with her tongue as she sucked, and he gasped and got steadily harder and harder inside her mouth.
Belzevelle sucked with all her might, and felt her mouth fill with hot salty cum.
"Very good girl," Arzurmor dominantly praised her.
Belzevelle smiled at the praise, and was rewarded with a gentle slap to the tits.
Arzurmor squeezed her breasts painfully and lifted her painfully to her feet by the tits! He then braced himself and actually lifted her off the floor by just her tits!
Belzevelle screamed shrilly in agony, and just submissively hung from her chest in terrible agony.
Arzurmor eventually got tired of holding her up like this, and lowered her back to the floor, breasts in complete agony!
Arzurmor left her standing submissively, and gathered up ropes, tying them tightly around her breasts...
Belzevelle was soon hissing in pain and dismay as she stood on the very tips of her toes, trying to take the weight off her breasts that were suspended cruelly from the ceiling!
Belzevelle was still in handcuffs, and couldn't do a thing to release her agonised breasts, her toes only just long enough to reach the floor and take the weight of her entire body!
Belzevelle then laughed in dismay as her feet were tickled with a maddeningly tickly little paint brush...
Belzevelle was in a sadistic predicament! She couldn't protect her breasts and feet at the same time! This was so CRUEL!
Belzevelle screamed in agony as she moved her feet away, entire body dangling from her breasts!
Belzevelle quickly returned her feet to their place to take the weight, and howled with laughter from the brush!
Belzevelle alternated between pain and tickling, unable to endure either, caught in a hellish predicament that just went on and on!
Even worse, the vibrator was still inside her, and she wasn't allowed to cum from it!
Arzurmor kept her laughing and screaming like this for THIRTY MINUTES, before getting up and standing in front of her on a stool, pulling out the vibrator and lifting her up onto his cock to fuck her standing.
"PLEASE let me cum Master!" Belzevelle pleaded.
"You have permission to cum freely," Arzurmor allowed indulgently.
Belzevelle thanked him profusely and moaned in intense orgasm as she hung off his cock, legs gripping tightly around him for purchase...
Belzevelle was laying down in bed beside Arzurmor an hour later, still naked and in handcuffs, laying submissively in utter contentment.
Arzurmor dominantly played with her tits in a lazy motion, completely cummed out and just relaxing.
"You are a good slut Belzevelle," Arzurmor told her dominantly.
Belzevelle smiled at the praise and became even more submissive to him.
"Until Wendy returns, you are my 24/7 submissive bitch. I am going to fuck you every single waking hour and you will thank me for the privilege," Arzurmor ordered assertively.
Belzevelle moaned blissfully and nodded enthusiastically.
"Yes Master," Belzevelle said obediently.
Belzevelle was amazed by how much Mistress Wendy had changed her, Belzevelle was now a grovelling submissive doormat who got fucked constantly in bondage and begged for more! She had let go of so much pride, and just gave in to the intense pleasure without thought to her own dignity.
Arzurmor was LOVING this, and taking ruthless advantage of Belzevelle's submission to have as much sex as possible with her in Wendy's absence...
"Master, we have been having a LOT of sex these past few days... Are you using any contraceptives..." Belzevelle suddenly asked with a sinking feeling.
"I thought YOU were?!" Arzurmor exclaimed.
Belzevelle and Arzurmor gazed at each other in horror.
Belzevelle immediately yelled for her parents to bring her a pregnancy test, panic rising.
With all of her lesbian adventures Belzevelle had stopped taking her usual birth control medicines, and had stupidly forgotten to resume taking them in Mistress Wendy's absence!
Belzevelle's mother Bhirae entered the room holding a box of pregnancy indicator sensors, and used a small needle to take a blood sample for a sensor to test.
"Well?!" Belzevelle snapped in panic.
"You are pregnant..." Bhirae replied softly.
"FUCK! Stupid men with STUPID sperm!" Belzevelle cursed in a rage!
"We will have a true born together?," Arzurmor said in wonder.
"FUCK! This is going to RUIN my submission to Mistress Wendy!" Belzevelle lamented in a rage.
"Congratulations..." Bhirae said quietly.
"FUCK!" Was all Belzevelle could say in response!
***...
Octavia at least was not pregnant, though not for lack of sex as she was currently straddling Luke's thick shaft. As both a slave and a highly promiscuous blithering idiot, Octavia's fertility was not left up to her, and she instead had contraceptive medications periodically injected into her by Liling.
This was very VERY wise, as Octavia would otherwise be very VERY pregnant every single year!
Octavia was currently having a threesome with Luke and TigerLily, though Luke seemed strangely more thrilled about this than TigerLily did...?
Octavia moaned loudly as she bounced on the shaft, missing Wendy right now. She was "sort of" into this, but she would much rather be having sex with Wendy right now, Octavia missed her wife.
Octavia felt an intense stretching inside her, Luke's semen filling her up with explosive force, and TigerLily instantly lifted Octavia off Luke and took her place, dropping Octavia on the cold hard floor beside the bed.
Octavia painfully got up and limped off to wash in the shower, feeling an overwhelming urge to leave for some reason...
Octavia washed out her vagina and got herself cleaned up, before drying herself and putting her dominatrix outfit back on.
Octavia was just about to leave when Luke ran after her and carried her back to his bedroom over his shoulder?
Octavia was really puzzled, feeling an overwhelming confusing desire to leave right now, but did not resist as Luke roughly fucked her mouth.
Octavia was compelled to leave yet again, but Luke stripped her naked and locked a shackle to her ankle, connected by a very long chain to a bedpost at the foot of the bed. Octavia couldn't leave now, and was soon being vaginally fucked by Luke.
Octavia felt her compulsion to leave vanish, replaced by a sudden compulsion to sleep?
Octavia had barely fallen asleep before she was tickled awake and passionately fucked yet again!
Octavia then was suddenly not in the mood for sex at all...
"Master I am not in the mood anymore, please stop," Octavia humbly requested.
Luke responded by forcefully slapping TigerLily and energetically tickling Octavia.
Octavia laughed hysterically, but didn't feel turned on at ALL!
"Master stop, I am not in the mood for tickling," Octavia insisted.
"TigerLily!" Luke snarled.
"What Master?," TigerLily asked innocently.
"Octavia is NEVER not in the mood for tickling! Even when she is really sick! You are causing this," Luke accused.
"No I'm not," TigerLily said adamantly.
Luke snarled and leapt on TigerLily, beating her ass savagely with the flat of an activated power sword!
Octavia screamed in dismay and fled, running away as far as the chain would go!
The shackle then magically fell away from her ankle, and Octavia fled naked towards the front door.
Luke shouted angrily and ran her down yet again, carrying her back to the bedroom yet again!
Octavia was held down and forcefully fucked on the bed, not at all enjoying it!
"Hajsnip!" Octavia said her safe word.
Luke tickled her armpits.
"Hajsnip!" Octavia repeated again.
"It doesn't count when TigerLily is bewitching you!" Luke insisted, holding her down.
"Luke STOP!" Octavia shouted, slapping his face angrily.
"You want to leave?, FINE!" Luke snarled and carried her naked to the front door!
Luke hurled open the front door and hurled her naked outside, slamming the door behind her and locking her out!
"Luke?," Octavia asked nervously as several convicts in the public corridor eagerly moved towards the defenceless naked woman...
Octavia ran away in a panic, completely naked and vulnerable as the convict men gave chase!
Octavia screamed for help, but the men caught her, and raped her without hesitation! One in every hole!
Octavia was REALLY not feeling like her usual slutty self today, and actually HATED this sex, felt VIOLATED by it even!
Octavia got sick of this VERY quickly, and decided that these rapists needed to learn what rape felt like. With a cock raping her mouth, she called out to her greater daemon husband to come to her rescue.
"I'm a bit busy with my other wife Sabrina at the moment beloved," her husband whispered apologetically in her mind.
"I thought you divorced Sabrina?," Octavia attempted to say through the mouthful of cock.
"I couldn't bear to be without her, I took her back. She is currently sucking one of my cocks, she says hello by the way," Octavia's husband giggled.
"Um, hi Sabrina," Octavia choked through her mouthful of cock.
"Your rape is exquisite by the way beloved, you are so slutty usually that you are almost impossible to truly rape, it is refreshing to see you being raped fully against your will for a change," Octavia's husband said delightedly like a complete sociopath!
"PLEASE help me!" Octavia pleaded through the cock.
"I wouldn't dream of actually PREVENTING a rape beloved! Perish the thought!" Her husband said, sounding genuinely offended by the mere suggestion...
Octavia groaned, her husband really was a piece of shit sociopath!
"Well good day to you TOO! What a RUDE wife you are to think such thoughts!" Her husband exclaimed offended.
"I am being RAPED!" Octavia choked into the cock.
"Yes, it is exquisite. For that I will forgive you. Love you," her husband reconciled.
"Love you too," Octavia choked back despite her fucked up situation.
Octavia had little choice but to endure all of the convict cocks, she was far too gentle natured to bite, and feared the possible violent retaliations of biting anyway.
Octavia had no idea why she had no sex drive right now, her current frigidity was a blasphemy against blessed Slaanesh in fact! She should be ENJOYING these cocks right now!
Octavia groaned in misery as she was filled up with convict cum, her lust aura as powerful as ever and enticing ever more men to rape her.
Octavia was physically lifted up by a gang of convicts with completely rape-emptied balls, and carried helplessly away.
Octavia was completely passive and compliant, too gentle to fight back, and was just carried away down into the depths of the ship, into the "maze" area in the middle section of the length of the ship.
The convicts lit crude homemade portable oil lamps with their aluminium lasguns, and hung the lamps off their lasgun bayonet lugs to see as they walked in the pitch darkness.
The convicts entered a section of the maze that had gang graffiti painted on the walls, and passed by junk walls that acted as cover for armed gang sentries, entering deep into what was obviously a gang stronghold.
The band of convicts deposited Octavia down on a massive crude mattress beside a bunch of other extremely well fucked looking girls, and called over the rest of the gang to "try out the new girl"!
Octavia was mobbed by the other abducted women before a man could touch her, all of them caught by her lust aura, and Octavia was raped by the rape VICTIMS!
Octavia had a truly miserable time as she was repeatedly raped by the girls as well as every single member of the entire gang, this was HORRIBLE!
Octavia felt repelled and violated! What the hell was wrong with her?!
Octavia was fucked for hours, she didn't know exactly how long, but surely half the night. At the end she lay shivering with horror surrounded by contentedly sleeping people.
Octavia then simply stood up and walked away, only to be immediately stopped and fucked for several hours by a pair of sentries!
When the sentries were too cummed out to go any further, they simply carried her back to the mattress...
Octavia lay shivering with horror and violation, and cried softly to herself.
"Poor beautiful beloved, so badly raped. I guess I will help you NOW," Octavia's husband purred in her mind...
He didn't tickle her at all this time, merely silently possessing her flesh as the gang members slept...
Octavia's body silently grew and grew, her arms splitting into two, her body mutating into the monstrous form of her husband...
The gang members were oblivious as the giant keeper of secrets stretched luxuriously and total silence...
"Victims..." The horrific monster whispered psychotically, looking at the sleeping people...
Octavia was utterly horrified by the shocking rape and violence that followed!
***...
Octavia was feeling numb with horror as her huge possessed body sauntered back to Wendy's palace, covered in various fluids.
That had been... Bad...
"As my parting gift I will undo TigerLily's curse on your sex drive, there back to normal..." Her husband purred cruelly.
Octavia gasped in bliss as her raw sexual hunger returned like a tidal wave, completely engulfing her in her usual levels of brazen sluttiness! An insatiable lust for tickling and sex welled up inside her, making her feel so blissfully relieved and happy!
Octavia's huge body then loudly gasped out air as it shrunk and reformed, crab claw arms fusing back into her normal arms, hair regrowing to full length, multiple genitalia retracting and forming into a single vagina.
Octavia's ring was buried deep in her flesh this entire time, not at all damaged, and as her fingers shrunk the ring simply emerged through the skin around her ring finger, still on her finger like previously, albeit covered in blood now.
Octavia shrunk down completely to her normal size and reformed to her usual appearance, and sighed in relief as her husband exited her flesh.
"That was a fun rape, I look forward to next time beloved," her husband whispered in her mind as he departed back to the warp.
Octavia sighed and used the palm scanner to enter her palace, what a DAY!
***...
