Chapter 97(orphan)

Octavia Antony Sevenson carefully applied her lipstick in front of a brightly lit makeup mirror, making Mistress Wendy squawk in dismay from the light.

"Too BRIGHT!" Wendy hissed in dismay, eyes clenched shut and covered by a slender arm.

Octavia ignored the loud protests and just got her makeup completely perfect.

Octavia clicked off the mirror light.

"THANK YOU!" Wendy exclaimed loudly.

Octavia winked at her and ran over to give her a kiss, which Wendy clearly enjoyed.

Wendy held Octavia lovingly and covered her face with hungry kisses, making Octavia unbelievably wet and horny.

Octavia was currently naked, and Wendy's fingers slid between her legs and softly penetrated her! Yes!

Octavia gasped in sexual ecstasy at the touch, and slid aside Wendy's G string to finger her in turn, kissing the entire time.

The wives migrated to the bed, and tenderly made love to each other's yearning bodies, utterly in love.

"Oh Octavia, you are EXQUISITE, but I will be late for work," Wendy panted regretfully.

Wendy gave Octavia a long passionate kiss, and then put her clothes back on.

"You are SO naughty to get me hot and bothered and just leave! It's my birthday tomorrow, I get you the whole day tomorrow!" Octavia purred lustfully.

Wendy groaned with raw desire, and resumed fingering Octavia for a few minutes.

Octavia groaned in bliss as she felt the fingers sliding wetly inside her, rubbing on her intensely throbbing yearning clitoris.

Octavia felt her orgasm grow and grow at her wife's skilful touch, she was getting closer and closer...

Octavia gasped as she had an intense orgasm, squirting on Wendy's hand. So good!

"I REALLY have to go now my love," Wendy said sadly, giving one last kiss.

Octavia caught her breath as Wendy ran off to work, gasping in great lungfuls of air as she lay naked on the huge bed.

Belzevelle was currently off in Low Commorragh visiting her parents and boyfriend, and Adolf was somewhere in the palace doing something or other, Octavia wasn't sure.

Octavia stretched and yawned, and got out of bed. She was going to spend today with her slut friend Candy the Janitor, and should probably get dressed.

Octavia picked out a gorgeous skintight pink latex tube top and matching miniskirt, bright pink high heels, and absolutely NO panties of any kind. Octavia stuffed various things in her cleavage in place of a purse, and then went down to the ground floor to wait for Candy.

Octavia found Candy already waiting for her in the foyer, and squealed with high pitched excitement!

"CANDY!" Octavia squealed and ran to embrace the chubby Slaanesh champion.

The pair collided together halfway in a frenzy of kissing and lesbian sex, squeaking with loud joy as they had sex on the floor in greeting.

Candy was physically quite different from the surgically perfected women that usually filled the higher ranks. She was chubby bordering on fat, had a sexy but still quite normal face, and even had a few very slight signs of age on her face in the form of very early wrinkles.

Candy was extremely fuckable but not a beauty queen, sexy but not remarkably so. She was a professional janitor, and her job had been hard on her body and skin, leaving her hands calloused and her skin damaged in places. She was a working class girl, not an elite runway model, hard and well worn.

Candy was currently wearing worn tough old shoes...

Oh and she also had a handbag...

That was ALL that she was wearing!

Behind Candy's right ear was a faint pink glow from her Champion's mark of Slaanesh, proclaiming to all that she was slutty in the absolute EXTREME!

Candy was a testament to how sexually successful a quite ordinary woman could be if she was outgoing and slutty enough, a woman who had literally fucked her way to greatness.

Several orgasms later Candy and Octavia finished greeting each other, and straightened themselves up.

"Who are we fucking today?," Octavia asked her friend.

"Today I want to try to fuck every member of the "Black Pill Incel" Nurgle cult." Candy explained cheerfully.

"Ew!" Octavia exclaimed in horror.

"We have fucked worse," Candy giggled.

"Have we?," Octavia asked dubiously.

"What about when we fucked those plague zombies?," Candy reminded her.

"Ew! That was DISGUSTING!" Octavia protested.

"It was SO fucking HOT!" Candy corrected her.

"Well at the time it was hot, but the aftermath cleanup was DISGUSTING!" Octavia insisted.

"Well these Black Pill Incels are no where near as bad as the zombies were, it will be fun," Candy reassured her.

Octavia was dubious but reluctantly nodded her consent.

"Excellent! You will be a HUGE help to me today. I have been trying to fuck these boys for a while now but they have been hostile to me, your lust aura will make them much more agreeable," Candy said cheerfully.

"Um, hostile?," Octavia asked fearfully.

"They hate women for not ever sleeping with them." Candy explained, leading Octavia out the door.

"But you WANT to sleep with them, why are they hostile to you?," Octavia asked puzzled.

"Because they have despaired to the point that they simply assume the worst and merely want to get revenge on women. They have passed beyond reason into a death spiral of despair they can never escape. The only way to rescue them is to fuck them," Candy explained.

"Um, you have gotten a LOT smarter than you used to be Candy!" Octavia said in wonder.

"Labia gave me a bionic brain implant to let me network with a cogitator to help me think more smarter," Candy announced ditzily.

"Lets you "think more smarter"?, Are you sure it works properly?," Octavia asked dubiously, as the pair of them walked through the pitch black windswept streets outside, their way lit solely by the faint pink glow from Candy's mark of Slaanesh behind her right ear.

"The Dark Mechanicum cogitator up in orbit that my brain is networked to is currently running at reduced power, Low Commorragh is getting the entire output from the solar satellites around You-Bitch. The Dark Mechanicum is currently using emergency backup power from plasma... Um... Generators... Um... Wait..." Candy suddenly trailed off.

"Warning! Insufficient power! Enhancement cogitators powering down!" Candy suddenly announced in a flat monotone.

"Candy?, Are you ok?," Octavia asked worriedly.

Candy stood completely still and started drooling and dribbling, unresponsive to Octavia's attempts to interact with her.

"Candy!?" Octavia exclaimed in rising panic, frantically shaking her by the shoulders.

"Um... Oh hi Octavia... What's going on?," Candy slurred stupidly.

Candy then immediately initiated oral sex on Octavia before she could respond, caught by the lust aura but lacking all willpower to resist it anymore.

"Candy! Are you ok?," Octavia asked anxiously.

"You're so sexy," Candy giggled from between Octavia's legs.

"Do you need a doctor?," Octavia asked worriedly.

"Um, maybe after we finish with the Nurgle boys?," Candy suggested stupidly.

"You remember?," Octavia asked.

"Yeah, my um, brain, still remembers stuff. Let's go rescue the incels from their virginity!" Candy insisted, returning to her senses over time.

Octavia and Candy continued walking through the dark windy streets, holding hands and kissing periodically as they walked, just two Slaaneshi best friends.

The pair were then briefly sexually molested by a passerby caught in Octavia's lust aura. The man apologised profusely and continued on his way, but was just the first of many random strangers to penetrate Octavia on the street.

Octavia quickly became irritated by the repeated delays as countless cocks and other body parts penetrated her, she was deliberately not wearing any panties because of this very reality!

Candy and Octavia pressed on through the sea of unwanted cocks, semen now pouring out of them, and finally came to the gentle ramp entrance to an underground subway complex.

Crisp cool air conditioning greeted their skin as they escaped the balmy tropical heat of the dark windy surface, and they entered an extremely dimly lit shopping centre that surrounded the public subway.

Little shops and food sellers were on every wall of the underground walkway, selling all manner of things to the endless pedestrian traffic in this public transport hub.

Candy and Octavia had a rotten time pushing through thick crowds of people, Octavia's lust aura was like a high strength magnet pulling in people! Candy and Octavia felt like penis pin cushions!

Octavia was amazed when she and Candy actually made it all the way to the subway platform, the progress had been slow in the extreme!

"What train do we want?," Octavia asked uncertainly.

Candy scratched her head and looked at the nearest extremely dimly illuminated train schedule monitor hanging from the ceiling.

"Um... Let me check," Candy said, and rummaged in her handbag, pulling out a bit of paper.

"Ok, we want line N7 on platform 45," Candy read.

"These subways have SERIOUSLY too many platforms!" Octavia complained.

"Barely enough platforms for the local population actually," a random passerby corrected, (and then sodomised Octavia from the lust aura.)

Octavia and Candy waded through endless sexual assaults on the crowded platforms, and miserably made their way to the 45th platform, completely smeared with semen by now!

The train came exactly on time, and the two women entered into the rather crowded train...

All the seats were taken, but this wasn't a problem for Octavia and Candy. The two women simply sat down on the laps of two (highly) obliging men, letting themselves be penetrated on their laps in exchange for a place to "sit".

Candy read her bit of paper as she and Octavia moaned from the cocks of the men they were sitting on, and seemed to figure out a plan.

"Our stop is at Covfefe Station," Candy informed her.

Octavia nodded, and passed the rest of the trip having an orgy with other passengers.

***...

The two sluts huddled nervously together as they walked through the reeking subterranean district of Covfefe.

Covfefe was one of the many "Nurgle-towns" of this island city, a reeking pit of pestilence and nonexistent sanitation!

Plague daemons of various sorts were everywhere in this filthy place, ranging from tiny nurglings all the way up to the fearsome bulk of the overly friendly beasts of Nurgle.

Octavia was painfully aware that the Matriarch had not yet fully paid off Nurgle yet, and wondered if this was such a good idea...

Octavia and Candy deliberately stayed as far away as possible from every Nurgle daemon they saw, running through putrid puddles of semiliquid unholy foulness that covered everything in this revolting place to evade the potentially hostile daemons.

Covfefe was an oppressively hot and humid district, located deep underground and as close as safely possible to the gigantic vertical lava tube in the middle of the volcano. The Nurgle worshippers didn't seem to "believe in" using air conditioning, and they even deliberately sprayed putrid water on hot rocks to make the humidity even worse!

Octavia and Candy quickly got too hot to keep running as the heat and humidity sapped their strength, and it became harder and harder to outpace the slow but inexhaustible daemons of Nurgle who seemed to be showing interest in them.

"How much further?," Octavia asked Candy fearfully as plague bearer daemons shambled towards them.

"I don't know, I'm lost!" Candy panted in exhaustion.

The girls just kept moving, keeping ahead of the growing hoard of daemons following them with decaying blades raised threateningly!

Covfefe was a vast place mostly full of squalid residential dwellings and a small amount of mixed light industry and low level local commerce. It had a few public spaces but nothing much in the way of police who might protect them...

"Lavender Furnace... Lavender Furnace..." the zombie-like voices of the Nurgle daemons started to chant monotonously!

Octavia and Candy both gasped in dread, sweat pouring off them now as the nauseating heat and humidity steadily weakened them!

Octavia suddenly remembered that she was a SEVENSON, how could she have been so STUPID?! Octavia reached into her cleavage and pulled out her vox phone...

Octavia then simply pressed a single button...

The entire district suddenly erupted in shrieking high volume sirens!

"SEVENSON WOMAN IN DANGER! SEVENSON WOMAN IN DANGER!" The sirens blared deafeningly.

Candy held tightly against Octavia as Octavia held the vox aloft in a tight grip, letting the local military forces get a clear lock on her signal location.

Blinding magenta light and agonising pain suddenly enveloped the pair, and they moaned in orgasmic agony as they were instantly teleported to safety!

Octavia and Candy gasped in relief as they fell over with terrible dizziness from their sudden change in resting motion, and lay panting on a puddle of warm filth and road surface fragments that had teleported with them.

Octavia coughed and spluttered as she was suddenly hosed down hard with a spray of harsh smelling antiseptic chemicals.

Octavia covered her face with her arms as every last drop of filth was sprayed away, raising her body off the floor as best as she could to get the spray underneath her to clean absolutely everything away.

The decontamination spray continued even after she was clean, with a full five minutes of being sprayed with jets of different chemicals to kill germs and clean away toxins! Octavia's eyes and face were stinging terribly from the chemicals!

Octavia squeaked in dismay as she felt mechanical metal arms grab hold of her and hold open her eyes to spray chemicals all over them! Metal tubes forced their way up her nostrils ears and other holes, blasting terrible chemicals into every part of her to remove any nasties!

For thirty minutes Octavia coughed and spluttered from a barrage of horrible chemicals in every single conceivable part of her, until it FINALLY stopped!

Octavia squinted cautiously through her stinging sterilised eyes, and saw that she and Candy were completely stripped naked in a nightmarish decontamination chamber full of horrific looking robotic machinery.

Every trace of even the road fragments were now gone, fallen down open floor drains, leaving only raw metal and the two women remaining! Octavia had lost her vox phone!

The room was brightly lit with a harsh white light, and scanning devices on the ends of robotic arms were staring intently at the women, looking for any trace of infection.

"Too bright!" Candy loudly complained about the light.

The lights dimmed right down in response, becoming more comfortable on the eyes but still well lit by Sevenson standards.

The room then filled with an aerosol of mist that stank like something medical, and the pair were forced to breathe in this stuff for another 5 minutes!

"Decontamination... COMPLETE!" A mechanical female computer voice loudly announced.

A sturdy thick metal airtight door slid open with a mechanical hiss, and the pair frantically escaped the room in search of fresh air.

The pair walked through a series of decontamination airlocks, which opened and closed for them in slow cycles, and then finally exited into a large debriefing room inside some sort of Dark Mechanicum facility.

Waiting for them was the ceremonially red robed form of Labia the Magos Technicus, looking both amused and irritated.

"Before you ask, your vox devices and other sacred machines have not been harmed, they had to be sterilised and are currently enjoying a soothing maintenance ritual to placate their rather offended machine spirits. The holy machines will be returned to you in due time," Labia opened.

"Forget about what our PHONES went through, what about what WE just went through!" Octavia protested.

"It was kinda fun actually," Candy disagreed, and ran over to passionately kiss Labia.

"My darling wife," Labia said fondly, kissing Candy lovingly.

Octavia grumbled but still joined the pair in a quick 5 minute threesome of greeting, relieving her own tensions considerably.

Octavia and the two wives lay together on the floor 5 minutes later, kissing affectionately, completely calm now.

"Sorry about the long decontamination, I just had to be sure. You had better come with me now and get a probiotic to replace your micro biome. The bacteria in my vagina juices and saliva on your mouths will have started the process, but it is still wise to complete it," Labia informed them.

Octavia had no real idea what Labia was talking about, but followed her into a room to a machine that put tubes in her bottom and pussy and nostrils, squirting fluids into these holes!

Labia repeatedly spat in Octavia and Candy's mouths, and then made both of them swallow a probiotic pill.

"There you go, all your natural bacteria and other microflora are replaced. You will both be fine," Labia told them.

"Ok, let's go and sleep with the Black Pill Incels now," Candy said cheerfully.

Labia face palmed for some reason...

***...

Magos Technicus Labia Nipple Johnson was feeling mixed emotions as she tied her wife Candy up in a chair to keep her out of mischief, (of course telling Candy that this was just a kinky game).

Much as Wendy Sevenson had chosen a moron for a sweetheart, Labia had likewise fallen for a complete imbecile. It was unfortunately a fact that sexual compliance in women DECREASED as intelligence increased, smart and educated women had minds and wills of their own, and were much more likely to say that dreaded word "NO"!

Labia's wife Candy had many flaws, but saying no to sex wasn't one of them. Quite the reverse, Candy was so insatiable that it took bondage to actually STOP her from having sex!

"What are you going to do to us?," Asked Octavia, who was also tied up in a chair with ropes.

"Um", honestly Labia had nothing planned, she was extremely busy with other things to do and just wanted to keep these idiots out of harms way.

"The servitors will pleasure you for the next 8 hours," Labia hedged.

The two women gasped in protest and immediately threatened to say their safe words! Fuck!

Labia was in dismay, she was right in the middle of very important projects, and didn't have time to waste.

"Hajsnip!" Octavia loudly said her safe word!

Labia cursed internally and untied both women, needing some way of keeping them from doing anything really stupid.

"I don't want you going back to Covfefe, it's suicidal for Octavia or anyone else who was on the Nightmare Asylum during the Lavender Furnace genocide. The tyranid farms are working at maximum production to create enough souls to pay off Nurgle, but it will still take a long time." Labia warned them.

"But how will we rescue the Incels from their virginity?," Candy whined.

"They threatened to shoot you last time you tried Candy, they are not interested, stop trying to save them," Labia lectured her stupid wife.

Candy pouted but Labia ignored her protests.

"Where are we?," Octavia asked curiously.

"Up in orbit on one of the Dark Mechanicum's shipwright facilities. We were halfway through a new battle cruiser when the Matriarch commandeered 100 percent of the solar power! Have been scrambling ever since to scrape together enough backup power to finish the ship," Labia explained irritably with her bionic voice box.

The two women looked at her with bovine bewilderment, barely understanding what she was saying.

"We are up in orbit in a big space station!" Labia dumbed it down for them.

"Why are we up in orbit?," Candy asked disappointedly.

"Because I am up in orbit and I was the first to respond to your distress signal," Labia replied patiently.

"Oh ok, well do you want to join us as we fuck people?," Candy asked stupidly.

"I am EXTREMELY busy my love, anyway shouldn't you be at work yourself?," Labia pressed.

"I am only in charge of janitorial sanitation, it's not like it's very important," Candy giggled.

Labia personally suspected that people MIGHT notice if the cleaning wasn't done, and sighed deeply in exasperation.

At least Candy was great in bed...

"Oh I have an idea, what about we go visit the Indigo Foundation Casino!" Octavia suddenly suggested.

"Are you out of your mind!? Those Tzeench worshippers will just get all your money," Labia exclaimed.

"It's for a good cause, it all goes to charity anyway," Octavia insisted.

"It goes to a TZEENCH charity that converts poor people all over the galaxy to worship Tzeench! You would just be funding the evangelist efforts for a rival god," Labia countered.

"Well what do YOU want to do?," Octavia pouted.

"I want to get back to doing my job without the pair of you doing foolish things," Labia snapped crossly.

"Um, oh! I just remembered, something's wrong with Candy's brain machine thing," Octavia suddenly remembered.

"It's not broken, I just couldn't spare the power anymore for that massive power hungry cogitator. I need every watt I can find to finish this battle cruiser," Labia explained.

"Let us come to work with you?," Candy suggested.

Labia sighed and just nodded.

***...

Octavia looked around with cheerful stupidity at the strange machine magic all around her, she had absolutely no idea what anything did, but it all looked really impressive and metallic.

Labia was doing, um, something?

"Whatcha doing?," Octavia asked Labia.

"Blah blah blah blah science stuff blah blah blah," Labia explained.

Octavia nodded encouragingly and smiled, not understanding a single word.

"At least you're pretty," Labia replied sweetly.

Octavia smiled.

***...