Chapter 94(orphan)
Franklin sat submissively in between Sister Mary and Mother Superior on the luxurious shuttle, sitting on soft velvet seats, vast seats big enough for a space marine, but adjustable enough for even a child to fit into.
The shuttle was exquisitely luxurious, with crimson velvet covering every surface, and every fixture thinly plated in gold, the sort of vessel that the extremely rich and privileged might use.
The seats were arranged in rows of 4 seats, stretching 6 rows wide across the shuttle, and many many rows forward and back. Every chair had armrests and controls, an adjustable tray table that unfolded from one of the arm rests, and the rear of each seat had an inbuilt display screen for the seat behind to watch with headphones for sound.
The nuns had cautiously tried to use the controls to operate the options of the display screens, but had been disgusted to find pornographic movies on offer! Franklin had been forbidden from adjusting his own screen lest he be corrupted, and was stuck watching a display showing a camera view pointing in front of the shuttle.
The shuttle was filled with the sounds of crying babies, noisy children, and Octavia's loud ticklish laughter from somewhere at the back of the shuttle. Franklin ignored the noises, and focused on the display of the front of the shuttle.
The display was shown in a thermal imaging view rather than visible light, and was currently just flickering white-yellow static from the heat of atmospheric reentry, with an obvious glare dampener keeping the brightness extremely dim to avoid discomforting the sensitive Sevenson eyes.
The shuttle was surprisingly smooth and quiet for a vessel going through reentry, and Franklin suspected that the shuttle was deliberately designed to be soundproof and cushioned against the outside noises and vibrations. It seemed that this shuttle had been designed with high ranking civilian passenger comfort in mind, not the rough and rugged of a military service vessel.
The display gradually changed colour, going from a white-yellow to a deep blue of very cold upper atmosphere air.
The blue became very slightly magenta towards the bottom of the display, and deeper blue towards the top, showing the changes in air temperature with altitude.
Franklin gazed intently at the bottom of the screen, looking for any signs of land. So far he saw nothing.
For a few minutes he saw nothing at all, just flickering differences in air temperature, but then he saw something solidly magenta that didn't vary much in colour, a surface!
Franklin was confused as he saw continuous long lines of moving patterns in the surface, the surface seemed to be filled with gigantic moving ripples or something?
Franklin didn't know what he was looking at, why was the surface moving about so much below them as they flew?
Franklin then saw huge red objects sitting on the magenta surface far below, shaped sort of like flattened bullets. The objects seemed to be swaying or bobbing in the long ripples?
"Oh! Those are boats floating on an ocean!" Sister Mary suddenly exclaimed in recognition.
Franklin suddenly understood what he was looking at, the surface was a warm sea and the ripples were large waves. The red things were obviously ships of some sort, red rather than magenta because they were hotter than the surrounding warm water.
Franklin now saw lots of boats of all sizes, as well as what looked like huge flexible reddish-magenta settlements floating on the water, with boats docked to the edges at floating piers.
The shuttle was getting lower now, and Franklin could make out little orange figures walking around the boats and settlements in the thermal image, the lower the shuttle got, the more obvious it became just how many people were swarming all over the boats and floating structures.
Franklin had not yet seen any signs of land, but the ocean itself was completely crowded with boats and floating structures as far as the eye could see, with wide shipping lanes arranged like highways between dense clusters of floating settlements, quite busy shipping lanes with many boats going in all directions.
For untold miles these floating things just went on and on, and Franklin wondered what all these things actually did. He wasn't sure and would possibly never find out.
Franklin then saw something up ahead on the horizon, a white-yellow glowing something, clearly very hot in the thermal imaging display.
The shuttle got closer and the white-yellow thing appeared to be a long curved line, starting high up, curving down, steep at first and then curving more gently, disappearing for a short section, and then becoming a straight line across the horizon before abruptly becoming even more white and continuing no further.
Franklin wasn't sure what he was looking at, and made out something solid and unmoving under the raised part of the white-yellow line, a magenta-red coloured object that was orange in places, shaped like a hill or mountain, with a pointy bit at the top and a slope that rapidly became gentler, stretching wide before reaching the sea.
The shuttle got closer and closer, and the object became truly gigantic in size, clearly a large island or similar landmass.
The ocean below had even MORE settlements now as it got closer to the landmass, with less and less gaps between settlements, until only the water in the shipping lanes was free of floating structures. It was like a sprawling floating city now, and the land was still many many kilometres away.
The floating urbanisation abruptly ended a few kilometres from the shore, having reached some sort of restricted exclusion zone, and the water was empty but for ships and a few giant shipping piers in certain places.
Franklin could now make out what looked like vast cities built onto the flatter parts of the large island, with huge elegant towers rising upwards from the urbanisation below.
The shuttle was heading for a vast area of glowing yellow infrared beacons, marking out huge runways and a colossal space port facility, with some vessels arriving and leaving ahead of them.
Franklin looked again at the white-yellow line he had first noticed, now absolutely enormous up closer, and realised what he was looking at. The island was a volcano, and the line was the thick steel pipe that carried away the lava!
The lava pipe seemed to briefly disappear inside some sort of vast industrial building, (perhaps some sort of lava mineral extraction plant?), before exiting slightly hotter from another pipe, and then disappearing over the horizon, apparently dumped into a deep part of the sea to safely dispose of.
The shuttle was now tilting its nose slightly up, and moving very low towards a vast long runway, coming in to land.
The shuttle juddered very slightly as it landed, (with what Franklin assumed were some sort of wheels underneath the shuttle), and then rolled down the runway at extreme speed, decelerating hard for several seconds to shed momentum to a safe level, and then continuing more slowly to roll down the runway.
The shuttle turned gently off the runway, and proceeded to roll throughout the giant space port, going between many different structures and runways and other vessels for many minutes.
Franklin could only see directly ahead of the shuttle through the thermal imaging camera, all in a mosaic of different thermal colours, and guessed that it would be very nearly pitch dark outside without infrared vision.
The shuttle rolled forward into some sort of armoured hangar, with huge thick doors that slid open for them, and came to yet another pair of armoured doors a few hundred meters ahead.
The shuttle stopped, and waited for about a minute.
The huge second doors then slid open for another minute, and the shuttle rolled forward into a vast high security looking hangar full of luxurious looking shuttles, all docked by long walkway tubes on stilts connected to their front primary pedestrian hatches.
The shuttle moved to an unoccupied docking tube in the vast spacious hangar, and the shuttle came to a halt.
Sevensons immediately got out of their seats and stood in the aisles, waiting to exit the shuttle, and Franklin and his nuns did likewise, not wanting to be separated from the group and lost in this unfamiliar place.
The shuttle doors opened eventually, and the entire group slowly filed out, walking through the docking tube and entering a dimly lit large luxurious marble open space with a high ceiling.
The entire group then paused, and stood around waiting for all of the stragglers from the shuttle, which took a while.
When everyone was present and accounted for, the huge group then proceeded to enter some sort of security checkpoint, that comprehensively scanned and checked and identified every single person individually, which took a long time with so many people, sped up only slightly by having multiple scanning stations to do more than one at a time.
Franklin stepped into a scanning station, and a harsh red glare scanned every inch of him. A blood sample was taken, as well as numerous other tests such as fingerprints and cheek swabs.
"Identification confirmed, access granted, welcome to Dark Tropic, Sevenson Night Lord neophyte Franklin Sevenson," an electronic voice said in a cold monotone.
An armoured door slid open and Franklin stepped through into a security airlock, waiting for the door to close again before the next door opened to let him enter a crowded waiting area, full of the waiting group members who had already gone through.
Franklin waited for the rest of the group and heard a muffled electronic voice say, "Identification confirmed, access granted, welcome to Dark Tropic, sex slave Mary Cortez, property of neophyte Franklin Sevenson."
Franklin felt embarrassed as Sister Mary came through the door a few moments later, she was blushing...
The very last to come through the security checkpoint were Octavia and Wendy, having to come through last because of Octavia's disruptive lust aura. The group quickly made sure that everyone was present, and then continued on down a luxury marble walkway.
They went around a corner, and a huge cheer of happy voices erupted.
"WELCOME HOME!"
Franklin turned the corner, and saw a long gentle marble ramp with handrails, going down into a vast marble space filled with women and children and sinister Night Lords, many of the women and children holding banners of welcome, the way Sevenson women were so fond of doing.
Without any warning, a truly COLOSSAL figure of pale naked flesh appeared in the midst of the waiting crowd, apparently completely invisible until choosing to reveal itself, a figure with a face that was OH so similar to Franklin's own...
The thing was easily twenty meters tall, and looked like an armless daemonette, with six colossally large full breasts, long pale flesh dreadlocks for hair, and insanely long and slender elegant legs that took up more than half of it's length, with viciously clawed feet that looked fully prehensile.
It was utterly stark naked, and had between it's legs two giant erect penises and four dripping wet giant vaginas!
Most disturbing of all was the fact that it's body was covered all over with innumerable full lipped mouths, all over it's body except for it's face and breasts and genitals. From these mouths protruded extremely long tongues like prehensile tentacles, and a pair of these tongues held up a massive banner that read, "WELCOME HOME MY CHILDREN".
The monster was simultaneously disgusting and UTTERLY beautiful, disturbing but so erotic that it was breathtaking!
"MATRIARCH!" Franklin's group of chaos comrades all squawked together in terror, and as one they all grovelled down on their knees at the sight of the monster.
Franklin and his nuns stood confused as the others all knelt, and the monster looked directly at him for a long moment.
"Stand my children," the thing said dominantly in an intoxicatingly beautiful erotic voice.
"Yes Matriarch!" The group said in unison and stood.
"Wendy my DEAR, you have rather a LOT of explaining to do... Do you have any IDEA how much it cost me to pay off Tzeench?," the Matriarch purred with terrible threat in her silken voice.
"The Nightmare Asylum is filled to capacity with gold to reimburse the cost Matriarch, Low Commorragh is also accessible to you now exalted one," Wendy squeaked fearfully.
"This is good... This is VERY good..." The Matriarch purred very softly.
"You will make a profit from this, you are stronger and richer now," Wendy squeaked with fright.
"Stronger and richer... What about all of my beloved children who died under your watch?," the Matriarch asked dangerously.
"I am pregnant! I can replace every live lost! My son Franklin has impregnated over twenty sex slaves with your descendants Matriarch," Wendy stammered.
"You are pregnant... Very VERY wise my dear Wendy. I want 100 new boys born to replace the ones you lost, you and your son will give me 100 new Night Lords," the Matriarch warned in a threatening erotic purr.
"Yes Matriarch! I shall give birth until the debt is paid in full!" Wendy promised.
"Very well... I am... Happy, with this. Welcome home beloved," the Matriarch allowed.
"Thank you thank you thank you! Thank you so much!" Wendy sobbed tears of relief.
"You are just lucky that I am so fond of you beloved, now let everyone greet each other for a while, and then we celebrate this reunion with the whole family at a grand party in my palace," the Matriarch said indulgently, and became completely invisible once more in a way that was extremely creepy and unnerving.
The entire group let out a collective sigh of relief, and people from the two groups ran forward to greet each other.
"Octavia! Octavia DARLING!" A stark naked chubby curvy blonde woman squealed and shoved past Franklin to run at Octavia.
"CANDY! Candy I missed you SO much! Oh... (sexual moaning)," Octavia squealed back.
Franklin and his nuns huddled together as heretics greeted each other in inappropriate ways, not wanting to be part of such filth!
Adolf and Belzevelle joined Franklin and the nuns, as did the Sevenson Emperor worshipping converts and a few other people, as an unholy orgy took shape on the marble ramp, and this group of more wholesome people quickly vacated the ramp, grabbing up as many children as possible as they left, to protect them from this filth.
Franklin's group moved to a bare area of floor a safe distance from the growing orgy, and returned to the ramp repeatedly in groups to gather up every single child and infant, until they had safely rescued every minor from the depravity.
"Hey! Let go of me Uncle Franklin! I want to join in!" Franklin's nephew Cheng loudly complained as Franklin easily held the small adolescent boy.
Franklin ignored the protests, and as a neophyte with a year of growth he was far stronger than Cheng, who wasn't (quite) yet a neophyte. Cheng was as powerless to fight against Franklin as the orphans had been powerless against the Night Lords on the bus. It was a strange turn around.
The nuns kept all of the children sitting together in a huddle, as the converted women cradled the smaller infants, and did their best to shield the children's eyes from the naked sex orgy on the ramp!
"Uncle Franklin! You have no right to deny me my right to join the Slaaneshi orgy!" Cheng loudly protested.
Franklin merely ignored him.
"Matriarch help! Uncle Franklin won't let me praise Slaanesh!" Cheng called loudly.
"I can see that..." The terrible voice purred a few inches in front of Franklin's face!
Franklin reflexively reached out with a hand to grab at the noise!
Franklin's hand met with exquisitely soft feminine skin, but he couldn't see her at all! Until she spoke he hadn't even known she was there at all!
The invisibility fell away suddenly, and Franklin saw her huge face held inches in front of him, staring intently at him!
The nuns screamed and Franklin very slightly flinched, his iron discipline holding him steady.
The colossal Sevenson Matriarch was laying down on the floor on her front, bizarre multi jointed legs bent right around backwards at unnatural angles to stand her feet on either side of her chest, to let her "walk" while her entire front dragged silently across the smooth marble!
"I have been silently watching you since I finished talking to your mother... What are you doing to poor Cheng?," the Matriarch said very softly, still invading his personal space.
"I am protecting this CHILD from filthy degenerate depravity Daemon." Franklin said coldly.
"Let go of Cheng..." The Matriarch commanded.
Franklin's body betrayed him and obeyed with complete slavish obedience! He couldn't stop his hands from letting go of Cheng!
Cheng laughed triumphantly and ran off to the orgy.
"Bow down before me Franklin," the Matriarch purred.
Franklin couldn't disobey! He bowed down!
"Franklin get up!" Sister Mary squawked.
Franklin's body instantly obeyed Sister Mary and stood.
"Hmm, Franklin bow down and stay down for thirty seconds," the Matriarch commanded.
Franklin instantly obeyed against his will!
"Franklin get up!" Sister Mary ordered fearfully.
Franklin couldn't obey her! He didn't move!
For long seconds he stayed bowing down, and then suddenly stood up obediently as Sister Mary had commanded!
The Matriarch laughed softly and musically.
"Franklin is one of my Sevenson brood, and I am the Sevenson Matriarch. His flesh is my property, he can NOT disobey me. My orders outrank the orders of any other female, I have ABSOLUTE power over my male brood," the Matriarch purred softly.
Franklin blanched pure white with raw horror!
"You are at MY mercy Franklin Sevenson. I am the boss, and you can only pray that I am kind to you," the Matriarch hissed softly.
"Please be kind daemon!" Sister Mary whimpered.
The Matriarch turned her face to regard Sister Mary, and she softly sniffed at her.
"One of my sons grows in your womb... I like that... Bear me many new sons and daughters, little sex slave, and I will be kind. I am kind to those who I choose to be kind to, loving to those I choose to love. Please me with many offspring, and I will be kind to you," the Matriarch offered.
"Th-thank you!" Sister Mary stammered gratefully.
"You are welcome dearest Sister Mary. I have heard so much about all of you in Wendy's daily reports, I have learned your faces from images and footages she sent me via daemonette messengers, learned your names, seen you grow over time and settle gradually into my family. I assure you that I have no malice towards you adorable nuns," the Matriarch reassured her.
The nuns all gasped at this reassurance.
"I am VERY fond of women who are pregnant with my descendants," the Matriarch chuckled softly.
"What will happen to us now?," Mother Superior asked the Matriarch.
"You are all Franklin's sex slaves, you will live with your Master forever, bearing him children and delighting him with the pleasure of your cruel touch. You are all welcome in my domains, and your sons and daughters will be part of the Sevenson family, and be given the Sevenson last name. You are family members now," the Matriarch encouraged.
"We are family members?," Sister Mary asked.
"Second class family members, sex slaves in truth, but you are the mothers of "true" family members, so you will be taken care of. When dear Octavia the slave got pregnant with Augusta, I took care of her and kept her alive and well fed," the Matriarch explained.
The nuns all flinched at the mention of how Octavia had been "cared for" as a Sevenson sex slave.
The Matriarch noticed the looks.
The Matriarch's many long tongues stretched out lightning fast and wrapped around the head of every single nun!
"I can taste all of your thoughts and memories with these gorgeous tongues of mine, ah, I see that Octavia has been sharing stories about me. I agree that I was very hard on the poor girl at times, but I actually went out of my way to treat her kindly. I just had great need of slave labor at the time, it wasn't personal," the Matriarch reasoned.
"Yes... I did rape her a little bit... It was really fun..." The Matriarch added feebly!
"Octavia was MY slave at the time when I took sexual advantage of her, you nuns are FRANKLIN'S slaves. I don't rape slaves that I don't own, I had absolute sexual rights to Octavia, just as Franklin has absolute sexual rights to you, I won't rape you nuns, I have my own playthings for that," the Matriarch reassured.
The nuns calmed slightly at this and accepted this reassurance.
"You all thought I am utterly evil... I am actually more complicated than that. Look at everything I have built here. Without me none of these people would even exist, this space port, the Nightmare Asylum, this civilisation on this daemon world of Dark Tropic. I built ALL of this with the help of my children and minions. Over a trillion people are now my subjects, people who I keep well fed and well treated. I sacrificed greatly to create this grand paradise of prosperity," the Matriarch very gently boasted.
"What is so great about this filthy society daemon?," Franklin countered.
"Well for one thing, there is no longer any childhood hunger in my realms, the last of the childhood hunger was completely ended three years ago. The Imperium has nothing like this achievement, despite having easily enough resources to achieve it,"
"When you flew in here you saw all of those floating settlements in the sea. Those are all farms. Every floating settlement has a heavily shielded plasma fusion generator powered by deuterium from the sea water."
"The seas on this planet are extremely deep, and the settlements drop down hanging cables studded with vast chandeliers of waterproof flood lights, cables and chandeliers that go down as deep as they can go."
"These underwater chandeliers grow vast blooms of seaweed and algae on hanging growing surfaces, as well as big hanging cages full of fish that eat these things. The workers on the settlements haul up endless harvests of fish and seaweed, the dangling floodlight cables go down so many kilometres that at any one time, at least part of it is ready for harvest."
"This food is freely available to ALL in my domains, free of charge, EVERYBODY gets to eat at least three meals a day, wether they work or not, they get seaweeds and fish to eat, as well as synthetic nutrient tablets to provide whatever the seafood lacks."
"Public housing is also now free in my domains, no one is homeless. If someone needs a place to live, they are provided with a single room apartment, with a large communal bathroom and laundry and kitchen on their floor, complete with basic furnishings, utterly free of charge. The Imperium doesn't have that either."
"Health care is completely free, as is education. Public transport is excellent and completely free, and even utilities like water and electricity are free for personal use, up to a point. The air is clean, the water is clean, condoms are free, most places have really nice public spaces."
"The ONLY thing that isn't given by me to my subjects is political power. So long as I rule supreme, the people will want for nothing," the Matriarch boasted.
"That won't work, the people won't go to work if you give them everything up front!" Mother Superior protested.
"It actually makes them BETTER workers, more loyal and healthy, more productivity. Most people want more than a single room home and basic subsistence. Most people will go to work to afford a nicer place and nicer belongings, it just makes them less stressed about survival," the Matriarch countered.
"I have built a utopia for my servants, so that they are free to focus on worshipping Slaanesh in excess. Chaos civilians flock to my realms by the billions to make a new life for themselves and their families, I have done wonderful things for so many people," the Matriarch boasted.
"The Emperor will destroy this blasphemous society, and replace it with something wholesome!" Franklin proclaimed.
"Replace my prosperous utopia with a society of bigotry and massive poverty?, Even the slaves in my domains have it better than the average Imperial citizen has, the slaves might get fucked a lot, but as a former Imperial slave myself, I can confidently say that even the sex slaves in my realms get raped less hard and treated better than the masters treated me!" The Matriarch countered.
"You are lying daemon," Franklin dismissed.
"You will see my civilisation for yourself, this is now your home for the foreseeable future. You will see the truth for yourself soon enough," the Matriarch drawled.
Franklin didn't believe a word of these lies.
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