Chapter 9E

Octavia felt a sense of loneliness as she had sex with a group of random people in a hallway. Wendy was back home on Alpha Plus Sanctuary as steward ruler in Egg's absence, and Candy was busy getting reacquainted with her wife Labia.

Octavia had been on her way to a bondage club to get a much needed tickle but had been hit on by random people. Octavia's Slaanesh fuelled nymphomania was so extreme that she was now all but incapable of refusing any sexual advances from anyone at all.

Octavia was perfectly aware that she was one of the most beautiful women on the entire ship. On top of that her passive psychic lust aura, while adjustable in power, could never be totally switched off and always drew a lot of sexual attention as it made everyone around her feel horny. Her good looks combined with her lust aura were a potent combination that drew men to her like flies to a dead body.

Octavia was horny all the time, so desperately horny that it took all her will power not to simply throw herself on everyone she met. The slightest sexual advances from others were met with extremely warm and provocative nonverbal cues from Octavia, she just couldn't help it.

At the merest hint of sex Octavia became so wet that she felt sick with desire. This always showed since Octavia wore her emotions on her face like an open book and as the other person was drawn in closer, Octavia's raw lust became exponentially greater until she was trembling all over. Octavia could stop herself from throwing herself on people, but she was pathologically unable to say no if the other person initiated intimate contact with her.

Octavia's nymphomania was so bad in fact that she was almost handicapped by it, completely dependent upon other people to help her just get from place to place. It was only the fear of Egg's wrath that kept enough people at bay to even enable Octavia to walk around the Slaanesh shopping district on Alpha Plus Sanctuary without being constantly bombarded with sex.

At the moment Octavia was dressed for the bondage club, or at least HAD BEEN dressed before being stripped naked. Her outfit had been provocative in the extreme and even the fear of Egg hadn't been enough to keep people at bay.

The outfit had consisted of a pink latex bra with the word "tickle me" written in black on each cup, the bra little more than triangles of latex held in place by little more than dental floss thin strings of latex. Octavia had also been wearing a black latex G string, and wearing kinky boots. And not a thing more.

Octavia was not even half way to the bondage club and was incapable of resisting even the slightest sexual advance. With a penis currently in each of her 3 holes Octavia wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Octavia moaned loudly as she was fucked, sucking hungrily on the cock in her mouth. She was a bit irritated by this delay in her visit to the bondage club but far too horny to resist. Octavia's body was ablaze with sensation as she orgasmed repeatedly, she was a woman who came very easily and could have unlimited multiple orgasmed in a row in quick succession.

Orgasm after orgasm shot through Octavia but she felt only loneliness. She desired love, relationship and emotional connection, but all these people gave her was cold impersonal physical sex, leaving her empty inside.

Octavia wanted to stop, she didn't want this, but her sex addiction was too powerful to be denied.

"Oi! Leave her alone, go on, get!" Boomed the deep threatening voice of Octavia's former owner and master, the Night Lords Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson.

The random men all fled for their lives and left Octavia in peace.

"Thank you for rescuing me," Octavia gasped gratefully.

Luke shushed her and helped her find her clothes. Octavia clung to him feeling mindless lust and she licked his terminator armour as Luke dressed her.

Luke ignored the provocative licking and instead helped her to her feet and accompanied her on her way to the bondage club. Octavia felt deeply touched, Luke was being strong just like she needed him to be, just being a gentleman and not taking sexual advantage of the highly vulnerable woman.

With the chaos lord accompanying her, no one dared to bother Octavia and they arrived at the club without incident. Luke then accompanied her inside, much to the dismay of the other people in the club.

Octavia sat down in a set of stocks and Luke took off her shoes and locked her ankles in the stocks.

"Safe word?" Luke asked her.

"Cobra is my safe word," Octavia replied feeling deeply touched by how he was taking care of her.

"Limits?" Luke asked gently.

"I just want to be tickled, my entire body is fair game for tickling. I can't say no to sex but please don't, you know the problem I have," Octavia said feeling vulnerable.

"I know your difficulties, I won't do anything except tickle you. I will start now ok?" Luke asked tenderly.

Octavia nodded and said "ok".

Luke picked up a a feather tipped tickler stick and started stroking Octavia's feet. Octavia shrieked with laughter and was in her own personal heaven for a long time after that.

Many hours later Octavia felt wonderful as Luke released her from her bondage. She had peed her G string quite badly and was covered in sweat.

"You are such an amazing tickler," Octavia told Luke appreciatively.

"I got a lot of practice with you in the past when you were my concubine. You were really fun, I always loved tickling you." Luke said affectionately.

Octavia smiled and got to work cleaning up the bondage equipment for the next users. She felt extremely comfortable around her former lover Luke, Octavia had a turbulent history with Luke but she was very fond of him now.

"I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time," Octavia apologised to Luke when she looked at the time.

"I deliberately sought you out for this purpose. Egg thought that you could use the company and I don't need much excuse to spend half the day tickling your gorgeous self." Luke replied charmingly.

Octavia smiled feeling loved and gave Luke a massive hug as best she could in his power armour. Luke mischievously poked Octavia in the armpits and she squealed with laughter and closed her arms frantically. Luke instead grabbed Octavia's wrist together in one hand and used his other hand to freely tickle her stomach as she howled with hysterical laughter.

"I could do this all day", Luke teased her and Octavia hoped that he would!

Octavia felt so sensitive all over as he tickled her eager body without mercy, it drove her absolutely mad but she loved it. It was fun and it was intense, filling her with wonderful happiness.

Eventually Luke stopped tickling her and Octavia felt absolutely smitten. She looked at the massive chaos space marine thoughtfully, noticing his body and remembering his massive penis. She was starting to yearn to resume the relationship with the Chaos Lord.

Luke noticed her look and shook his head.

"No Octavia, not without Egg's permission. Egg was very specific about this." Luke told her flatly.

"Do I need my daughter's permission to decide my own love life?" Octavia asked feeling offended.

"Maybe you don't need her permission, but I will not defy her in this. Egg will kill if necessary to protect you from any perceived threat to your wellbeing. I won't go near you without her permission." Luke insisted adamantly.

"EGG!" Octavia shouted verbally.

"Please don't be mad Mum, I am only looking out for your wellbeing." Egg's psychically projected voice echoed throughout the bondage club, causing people to flee the club in terror.

"I am deeply touched by that but I think that I should get a say in my own life." Octavia said more calmly.

"Actually no, you don't get to do anything without my permission. I'm the undisputed ruler here and you are my subject. I will mind hack your lovers if you defy me and force them to not love you anymore if necessary," Egg said in a trembling but stern voice.

***...

The screaming match that followed was legendary and both sides said that the other side was grounded. Both Egg and Octavia were such nice people that nothing nasty was said to each other, simply passion and emotion said with love.

After a LOT of shouting and screaming, the mother and daughter reconciled and made peace with each other.

The pair cuddled together, but something had subtly changed in the relationship dynamic.

***...

Labia Johnson puked violently as she stepped out of the Tetrarch heavy lander with the others and smelled the air of Alpha Plus Sanctuary. She had never smelled anything so foul in her entire life!

The Tetrarch had landed on top of an open air landing platform on the roof of a truly gargantuan adamantium chaos fortress.

The fortress was easily the size of a loyalist space marine chapter's fortress monastery, and sat right in the middle of a swampy island surrounded by oceans of the very filth from Nurgle's darkest hells! The only dry land on the island was the fortress itself, the rest was a shallow muddy swamp with the occasional bit of mud above the surface of the "water" and a lot of fucked up "vegetation" but no actual land worth mentioning.

A few raised platform roadways, little more than bridges on raised pillars, led from the fortress out to docking piers in the ocean beyond the swamp, letting vehicles and pedestrians travel across the swamp to access a fleet of civilian ships, mostly cargo ships.

It was all very impressive but Labia personally had to escape to fresher air before she fainted from her nausea.

Labia and the other non Nurgle worshippers fled into a massive armoured gateway to escape the stench, and desperately breathed in the clean filtered air inside the building.

Labia immediately found a public wireless network and connected to it with her brain implants. She was instantly flooded with data from the planet and had to pause for several minutes to process it all.

"Please stop trying to hack into my private stuff", Egg's psychic voice told Labia when she attempted to hack into some password secured networks.

Labia whistled guiltily and stopped trying to commit her usual cyber crimes in the eternal search for knowledge.

"If you want something to do then I have a job opportunity for someone of your expertise." Egg's psychic voice told her.

"I'm listening," Labia thought back.

"I need you to design a facility that will breed and sacrifice one trillion tyranid hormagaunts to Slaanesh. Something that will use local resources and will fit on a 10 kilometre wide bit of shallows out in the ocean." Egg said.

"Easily done, I will have a design ready in approximately 38 minutes and 21 seconds," labia thought back and immediately ran a design program in her brain implants.

Labia excused herself from Candy and the others and simply stood quietly in a corner as she worked feverishly.

Exactly at the end of the estimated time, Labia had an optimal design finished and uploaded it to the network. Labia had so much stolen tau technology implanted in her body now that she exceeded what was usually achievable to tech priests, which was why Egg had hired her.

Labia smiled as a massive credit transfer made Labia instantly rich, she could get used to this.

***...

Wendy Sevenson frenziedly kissed her wife Octavia, feeling triumphant. With Labia back in the picture Candy was too distracted to be a romantic rival for Octavia's affections. Wendy had won.

"I missed you so much!" Octavia said between frantic kisses, "Oh Wendy I was so lonely the entire trip home!"

Wendy smiled happily and blissfully enjoyed the wonderful kisses from the object of her desire.

"I missed you even more! Oh Mistress Octavia you have no idea how much I missed you!" Wendy exclaimed passionately.

Octavia kissed Wendy even more passionately, too emotional for words.

The pair were standing in a hallway half way between the landing pad and Egg's disgusting throne room. Wendy had been sitting on that filthy throne as steward ruler in Egg's absence and had run to the landing pad the moment Egg set foot off the lander, officially resuming rulership as soon as she set foot on the landing pad. Wendy had tripped over in the trash as she sprinted for the landing pad and had been slowed down getting herself cleaned up. Wendy had then continued running to Octavia and the pair had reached each other in this exact spot.

Octavia was wearing a black leather dominatrix outfit that made Wendy absolutely wet, with plunging tight cleavage, bare shoulders and thigh high high heeled stiletto boots. The outfit was basically a skin tight black leather corset that squeezed the breasts to bulging out the top of the cleavage, a black leather miniskirt and no panties on underneath. The miniskirt had a black leather belt from which hung a selection of whips and chains.

It was obvious that Octavia had worn this purely for Wendy's benefit, Octavia personally preferred bright colours and less dominant outfits. She was a tickle slave at heart, a fun slutty submissive without a dominant bone in her body. The dominatrix role was 100 percent for Wendy's benefit and Wendy was deeply touched by how much Octavia did for Wendy's sake.

Wendy herself was wearing trash stained business clothes, namely a black skirt, stockings, smart black business high heels, a white button up shirt and black business jacket. Her formerly bright pink dyed shoulder length hair had been dyed back to it's natural shade of brown, her makeup was dark and professional looking for work and she looked every inch like a high powered executive (not counting the trash stains).

Wendy was currently tightly wrapped in Octavia's arms and being kissed passionately. It felt so wonderful and Wendy had her own arms wrapped submissively around her leather clad dominatrix.

Wendy felt a sacred sense of completion in the embrace of her Dominatrix, she was only ever her true complete self when with her chosen dominatrix. Wendy was a woman who was so completely submissive that she couldn't function properly without a dominant partner, she had a deep need to be totally dominated.

The long time away from Octavia had been terribly difficult for Wendy, crushing even. Wendy had learned her lesson from the near divorce and had not even dared to think of finding a new dominatrix to meet her needs when Octavia was away. Wendy really was trying to mend her ways this time and had not even cheated on Octavia with casual sex!

Wendy had been relying heavily on her vibrator these past weeks, and was so horny that she wanted to cry!

"Have you been a good girl?" Mistress Octavia asked Wendy sternly.

"Yes Mistress Octavia, I have been perfect. I didn't cheat on you with anyone, I did all my chores, and I have avoided every dominatrix on the planet to ensure that you alone get my submission Mistress Octavia," Wendy said submissively but proudly.

"Very good girl! Very VERY good girl! To be honest I had feared that you would cheat on me again, but you have proven me wrong and greatly improved my trust. I was right to take you back and give you a second chance, you really have changed haven't you." Octavia said delightedly.

Wendy beamed with happy pride at the praise and Octavia kissed her passionately before she could respond. Wendy felt fantastic to have pleased her dominant partner so much.

"I'm going to really start trusting you now Wendy. No more thoughts of divorce. I will be your Dominatrix and you will be my submissive torture slut. I will beat you and degrade you, I will torture and punish you. I will dominate you completely and fill your life with agonising pain. I will kiss you and love you, I will share my life with you, side by side through life as wife and wife." Octavia promised Wendy.

The words were so utterly wonderful that Wendy wept with joy, it was perfect!

Mistress Octavia unhooked a collar and chain leash from her belt and put the collar on Wendy's neck. Octavia then took careful aim and pushed Wendy over into a pile of rotting trash in the walkway. Octavia's cruel high heel then pushed into the back of Wendy's head and pushed her face into a festering pile of heavily soiled decomposing cloth diapers.

Wendy gasped in masochistic awe, feeling so completely and utterly dominated as her face was forced into the rotting poo. This was exquisitely sadistic and degrading!

"Lick the poo bitch! Lick with all your might you dirty little slut!" Mistress Octavia demanded with shocking arrogant authority.

"Yes Mistress!" Wendy said as best she could and started licking the horrid rancid shit.

It tasted so terrible that Wendy cried with intense disgust and humiliation. It was repellent and vile! Every single part of her screamed not to lick such filth but Mistress Octavia sternly forced Wendy to lick over and over again! The act of being forced to do such horrible things by a stern authority made Wendy feel utterly dominated like nothing else in the universe could, and Wendy craved to be dominated above all else.

Wendy felt orgasmic pleasure as she was dominated completely, moaned at her own humiliation and shame. Here she was a rich and powerful woman being forced to lick diapers in a trash pile in a CROWDED walkway where EVERYBODY could see her shame! It was completely humiliating, so humiliating that it burned, and this complete and total humbling was better than sex!

Wendy praised Slaanesh as shockingly intense pleasure filled her. She felt so completely dominated that it was orgasmic!

Intense pain wracked Wendy as Mistress Octavia's cruel whip bit into her back and Wendy shrieked with exquisite agony.

"Crawl around in the trash like the sow you are!" Mistress Octavia demanded with absolute authority.

"Yes Mistress," Wendy said through tears of wonderful humiliation.

Wendy crawled along through the trash and diapers on her belly, rolling around in it to be sure that she was completely covered in the trash. People everywhere in the walkway were gawking at Wendy and a crowd was starting to gather around!

"That's Wendy Sevenson!" Wendy heard people in the crowd say!

Wendy blushed scarlet all over her body in the height of humiliation.

"Wave to the people bitch, blow them kisses and look them in the eye!" Mistress Octavia sadistically commanded.

Wendy trembled all over, so ashamed that it was causing her almost physical agony, and forced herself to look the gawkers in the eye, wave to them and blow kisses to each of them! Some of the people laughed and Wendy felt hot tears of terrible shame flow down her face.

The sensation was so extreme that Wendy felt orgasmic. Mistress Octavia was absolutely ruthless and forced Wendy to put her hand down her own panties and masturbate in the trash as the crowd watched!

Wendy sobbed bitter tears of humiliation all the way to the cusp of orgasm and was then engulfed by an orgasm of such extreme power that she screamed herself hoarse.

Wendy was just coming back down from orgasm when Mistress Octavia's cruel whip bit into her outer thigh, making her cry out with pain. The whip bit again and Wendy could only grovel in complete defeat. The whip bit again and again and again as Wendy cowered before her dominatrix in fearful worship.

Wendy licked Mistress Octavia's shoes as the whip bit into her back and backside, shuddering all over with wonderful submissive worship and agonising pain. Wendy was in her own personal heaven, she felt complete and in her element, this was what Wendy craved with all her submissive heart.

With a tug on the leash Octavia directed Wendy to crawl on her hands and knees like an animal. The floor was absolutely filthy as Wendy's bare hands squelched in the faecal matter and rotten garbage. The filth squelched in between Wendy's fingers and she felt so utterly humiliated.

Wendy crawled all the way home past the gawking public, and felt as submissive as it was possible to be right now. Mistress Octavia walked Wendy all the way to the bathroom and made Wendy sit in one tiled corner by herself.

"Get naked you filthy bitch," Mistress Octavia commanded with wonderful dominance.

Wendy trembled with submissive bliss and got out of her filthy clothes, putting them next to her in a neat pile.

Mistress Octavia picked up a hose connected to the water refrigerating unit they had installed in the bathroom to deliver absolutely freezing cold water. Wendy trembled with yearning for the suffering she was about to receive, giving silent prayers of thanks to Slaanesh.

Mistress Octavia smiled sweetly and then opened the water flow, spraying Wendy with shockingly cold water! Wendy screamed, the water was so cold that it almost burned! Wendy instantly started shivering as the ice cold water tortured her.

Wendy's skin erupted in goosebumps and her nipples perked erect. Her pale white skin became cleaner as the cruel water flushed away the filth that covered her. Mistress Octavia threw a bar of soap at Wendy, hitting her in the face painfully but doing no long term damage. Tubes of shampoo and conditioner swatted into Wendy's boobs painfully a moment later.

"Wash yourself clean you filthy skank, do it thoroughly, SLOWLY, take your time!" Mistress Octavia ordered sadistically.

Wendy's teeth chattered as she obediently said, "yes Mistress Octavia,"

***...

Octavia Sevenson gazed at her wife Wendy adoringly as she grovelled naked at her feet in submissive worship. Octavia lovingly kicked Wendy in the face with her leather dominatrix boot.

It was quite late at night now but neither of them wanted to stop yet. They had been at play now for going on 10 hours straight and Wendy was hideously beaten up, covered all over with whip marks, bruises and similar sex injuries.

The mark of Slaanesh on Wendy's cheek glowed bright pink with pleasure and pulsed brighter with every act of pain and humiliation Octavia inflicted on her.

Wendy was gazing up at Octavia from the floor in submissive awe, completely transfixed. Octavia smiled and bent down and kissed Wendy on the lips lovingly.

Wendy made happy noises and Octavia stroked her soft brown hair dominantly but affectionately.

"Had enough yet slut?" Octavia asked softly but firmly.

"I don't mind if you want to continue Mistress Octavia, but I don't mind if we stop now either." Wendy said humbly.

"I want to get a proper aftercare session in so we will stop now, aftercare starts right now," Octavia said dominantly.

Wendy nodded and got up off the floor and dusted herself off.

Octavia stripped naked out of her boots and outfit and the pair of them got into bed together. They held each other softly and tenderly and began kissing very softly.

Aftercare each night was always a sacred time of intimate connection where they reaffirmed their love and tenderness after the brutality of the nightly torture sessions. It was vital for Wendy's wellbeing that Octavia reassure her that she was loved and cherished after so much degradation and abuse.

"You are precious to me Wendy, I absolutely cherish you," Octavia said between kisses.

"I love you so much Octavia," Wendy replied tenderly, kissing Octavia lovingly.

For a while they kissed and cuddled, pausing only to say nurturing things to each other. It was intensely tender, sacred in its emotional connection as they reassured each other of their love and affection for each other.

After a long time of kissing they softly rubbed each other's pussies to multiple orgasms, and then they simply held each other softly and talked.

They talked about so many things, about what happened during their absence, about their feelings, about so many different things. They held their faces together, touching foreheads as they talked softly, punctuated with the occasional tender kiss.

"I'm serious about being the dominatrix you need me to be, I will start praying to Slaanesh for more sadism and more desire to dominate. You have really proved yourself worthy of my trust so I think that it's time that I change myself to meet your needs," Octavia said tenderly.

Wendy kissed Octavia and said, "What about your needs, I want you to be happy too."

"I'm deeply touched by that. What I need is tickling, but I am happy to just get tickled by other people when you are at work." Octavia said tenderly.

"What if we hire a full time dominatrix to tickle you during the day?" Wendy suggested after a thought.

"Oh I like the sound of that!" Octavia said excitedly.

***...

Egg sighed as she psychically watched family friend and professional dominatrix Mistress Lash Lee tickling Mum's armpits, the whole Candy plan was not looking promising now.

Egg returned her attention to her one time adopted father, Inquisitor Horatio Hoffman of the Ordo Hereticus. (Authors note, I am not going to recap the entire backstory with Inquisitor Horatio Hoffman, everything about him is already covered in the previous book "Alpha Plus Psyker")

The ancient Inquisitor stood with a group of henchmen and official ambassadors from the Imperium of Man in front of a warp gate Egg had created for them by using her powers to connect to the Eldar web way network to form a corridor through the warp. The warp gate closed as soon as everyone came through and the Imperial party stood in a specially cleaned VIP section of Egg's fortress.

Egg ignored the others and ran to the Inquisitor and leapt into his arms in a loving cuddle.

"I missed you Father, oh how I have missed you, it has been too long," Egg croaked in her phlegmy voice.

"I have likewise missed you Daughter. It is so good to see you again. I'm proud of your actions on Beta Kappa Rwanda 5 by the way, that daemon world had been causing no end of evil before you crushed it. You stopped a catastrophic threat to the imperium," the Inquisitor said fondly.

Egg smiled and blushed at the praise.

An Imperial Ambassador came forward with an entire speech ready in his mind but Egg psychically told him, "I have already read your mind and know your whole spiel about the usual bullshit, please don't waste your time saying it out loud."

The ambassador nodded and held his tongue as Egg joyfully reunited with her adopted father.

Egg held the Inquisitor by the hand and lead him to the nursery where she kept the Alpha Plus babies she had rescued. All of them had psychic nullifying helmets locked around their heads and were being cared for by carefully chosen nannies who adored children.

The Inquisitor exhaled in wonder to see so many Alpha Pluses in one place.

"Meet my adopted babies, all the kids I rescued from your bolt pistol," Egg said wagging a finger.

(Authors note: SERIOUSLY read "Alpha Plus Psyker" first or this will make no sense at all).

"This is extremely dangerous Egg, an entire squad of Alpha Pluses will be unstoppable even for you. You must not lose control of them!" Horatio said gravely.

"I'm their mother now and I will raise them right. If necessary I will have brain surgery performed on them to permanently remove or at least limit their powers. Of course if the imperium didn't keep shooting Alpha Plus babies on sight then I wouldn't need to keep rescuing them," Egg said seriously.

"See that you do, in fact I recommend that you have the surgery performed on them right away," Horatio insisted.

"Yes Father, at the first sign of problems I will get them surgically fixed," Egg promised him.

They talked for a while about Egg's little clutch of adopted children before moving on to a sitting room where the group could just sit and talk. Egg sat on the Inquisitor's lap and talked about some of her troubles.

"The marriage proposals from suitors are driving me crazy! Chaos Lords from here to the eye of Terror have asked for my hand in marriage, they all want me as a super weapon," Egg explained.

The Imperial party accompanying the Inquisitor hungrily recorded Egg's every word as vital intelligence.

"Lord Huron Blackheart doesn't want to marry me though, he thinks I'm so ugly that he won't be able to consummate the marriage if he married me!" Egg said feeling a bit offended.

"Thank the Emperor that the Tyrant of Badab won't get his hands on the Alpha Plus!" One of the imperials exclaimed in relief.

"I'm a person and I have a name!" Egg said feeling even more offended.

"Rudeness aside, what are your thoughts on these suitors Daughter?" The Inquisitor asked.

"Well to be honest my sister Mandy also proposed to me and it caused a massive scandal. I have no idea who I would marry, I'm only 12, but I would like to marry for love." Egg said with a sigh.

"I will not insult you by giving you advice unless you ask for it, I merely wish to listen to what you have to say." The Inquisitor told her.

Egg smiled and just poured out her heart, at least everything that was not something she would not want the Imperium to know about.

***...

Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor Horatio Hoffman was deeply troubled by the wealth of intel he received from Egg about what the various forces of Chaos were up to. Egg on the other hand was completely disinterested in what Huron Blackheart was up to and was more worried about relationship problems all around her.

Even more concerning to Horatio personally was the wellbeing of Egg herself. Horatio truly loved that girl and saw her as his own daughter, he did not like to see her in harms way.

Egg read his thoughts and smiled at him sweetly with her diseased mouth.

"Your hygiene and disease state is getting worse daughter, I know that you are now damned to spend eternity in the afterlife of Nurgle but it still hurts me to see you look so unhealthy," he told her honestly.

"It doesn't hurt me at all actually. The bacteria and other diseases form symbiotic relationships with the flesh they infest and take over the function of the tissues they eat away. I'm actually extremely healthy, every microbe is a part of my flesh. I can see perfectly through even my milky eyeballs, and I am now far tougher than a natural human." Egg said.

"Very well, I am glad that the plague god is taking care of you. What about this sex scandal, are you and Mandy still an item?" Horatio asked seriously.

Egg looked embarrassed and said, "promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Unfortunately I am duty bound to report everything to the Inquisition, but it will certainly not be shared with the public," Horatio told her gently.

Egg nodded and shyly said, "yes Mandy and I are very much a couple, even more so than before. I know it's wrong but she makes me feel so wonderful and I love her so much."

"Hm, I see," Horatio said pondering.

"Nurgle is not happy about the relationship but he accepts it, he says it's not in my best interests," Egg admitted unhappily.

"I am certainly not going to agree with Nurgle, I think that you are perfectly capable of making decisions about your own life. You are not a bad person Egg, even as an irredeemable heretic you continue to show amazing strength of character. At every stage you have made highly moral choices, it is not in your character to be evil," Horatio told her gently.

"It's not wrong to be with Mandy?" Egg asked anxiously.

"Well, wrong is a very relative concept. Compared with being a Chaos Champion of Nurgle and heretic to the Emperor, your relationship with your sister is not even a dot on the radar. The only victim in your actions is you. You are 12 and Mandy is 14, as the youngest underage girl in the relationship you are ultimately the primary victim here. I care only about your wellbeing, if Mandy truly makes you happy and you're sure that you are ready for this sort of relationship then I don't see it as a problem," Horatio reassured her kindly.

Egg sobbed happy tears and hugged him. Horatio tenderly cuddled his adopted daughter, feeling only fatherly concern for her.

"The Imperium of Man would personally prefer that you marry Mandy rather than a chaos lord," the Imperial Ambassador added unhelpfully.

The father and daughter ignored the man and just kept talking as though no one else was in the room.

***...

Inquisitor Horatio Hoffman raised his grey eyebrows at the sight that greeted him in the stadium sized Sevenson Cartel family sitting room inside Egg's chaos fortress.

In the middle of the ceiling a massive cage full of fire hung from the ceiling on a thick chain, illuminating the room. Locked inside the fiery cage was the chained and gagged form of the Daemon Princess TigerLily, her agonised screaming muffled by the iron gag she wore.

Down on the ground was a multitude of Sevenson chaos space marines, heretical Sevenson women, daemonettes of Slaanesh and the monstrous form of Daemon Princess of Slaanesh MA7.

The space marines were mostly behaving themselves but some of the women were engaged in various public sex acts with the daemonettes and each other.

"Holy Emperor!" Muttered one of the imperial diplomats accompanying Hoffman.

Egg led the group of imperials into the room, making a beeline for her adopted mother Octavia. Octavia was naked with her hands securely cuffed behind her back, laying on a massive long lounge chair shrieking with laughter as a leather clad dominatrix tickled her all over with her bare hands.

The entire group staggered as they got close enough to be affected by Octavia's infamous psychic lust aura, intense sexual desire filling their minds. Horatio shrugged off the effect with sheer force of will and quickly shook some of the diplomats who seemed to be struggling, snapping them out of it.

Egg with her own psychic powers was completely immune to the maddening aura and plopped herself down next to her laughing mother and gave her head a cuddle. The dominatrix inclined her head to Egg respectfully and stopped tormenting the shrieking woman.

Octavia caught her breath quickly and sat up, wrists still cuffed behind her back, and lovingly kissed Egg on the cheek. Egg wrapped her arms around Octavia and cuddled with her in the chair.

Everyone except Horatio visibly drooled over Octavia as they took their seats on a parallel chair that was facing her, lusting over her massive perfect bare breasts and exposed wet vagina. Horatio shook himself violently to resist the maddening lust the woman excited in him.

"Oh, hello Inquisitor. I hope you are well," Octavia said politely in a cock hardeningly provocative voice, the voice another supernatural gift of Slaanesh.

One of the Imperial diplomats suddenly threw himself on Octavia, much to the delight of the Slaaneshi woman. Egg looked irritated and psychically blocked the affects of Octavia's lust aura.

The imperial diplomat came to his senses immediately and threw himself off Octavia with a squawk of horror, apologising profusely. Horatio sighed.

"I am well Octavia, I have been sent by the Imperium to maintain friendly diplomatic contact with Egg for the safety of the Imperium. On a more personal note I am here to spend time with Egg," Horatio told the seductress.

"I'm so happy that you are here, Egg has missed you and could use a bit of fatherly discipline," Octavia said delightedly.

"No I don't! I will give YOU some discipline Mum!" Egg protested and started tickling the woman's defenceless belly causing hysterical laughter.

"Egg stop torturing your mother," Horatio told her sternly.

"Yes Daddy," Egg said obediently and stopped.

"What about my birth mother TigerLily? Do I stop torturing her too?" Egg asked.

"No, let her burn, she is evil beyond evil." Horatio told her.

Egg nodded happily and the flames in the cage became even worse than before.

"You mentioned that Egg needs discipline?" Horatio asked Octavia.

"Yes, she is getting out of hand lately. She is trying to make major life decisions for me about my love life, making me ask her permission before I can get romantically involved with my ex boyfriend Luke. She is also trying to force me to get a divorce and has already chosen a new wife for me to marry! I love her to bits and know that her heart is in the right place but this is extremely inappropriate for a 12 year old to treat her mother this way." Octavia explained in obvious concern.

Horatio blinked at this and said, "this really is not my business to get involved with. I'm happy to give her some discipline if it is merited but it sounds like this is an extremely personal matter between the two of you."

"Exactly! I have also stopped pushing for you to divorce Wendy for the moment. But you need to let me approve all future relationship choices Mum, you can't trust your own judgment. Just because someone is a great tickler doesn't mean they are good for a relationship!" Egg insisted.

"I can see the point on both sides of this, I think that you both need to talk about this more and reach a mutual decision." Horatio suggested.

The squabbling pair reluctantly agreed to talk about it more in private and the setting became more harmonious.

A group of agitated looking Sevenson women approach Horatio and said, "Inquisitor, where are our babies? The entire generation of our babies that the imperium took away months ago, where are they?"

Horatio gently told the women that the babies and young children were all being raised in Imperial orphanages now and would be taken care of.

"We want our kids back Inquisitor, please return them to us," the women pleaded.

"I don't think that is in the best interests of those children to be returned to the followers of Slaanesh, they have a chance to worship the emperor and have a chance at a normal life. What matters is what's best for the children," Horatio said inflexibly.

The women spat filthy insulting curse words at him and demanded that they get the children back immediately.

Egg looked at Horatio with milky white pleading puppy dog eyes and Horatio sighed and said that he would see what he could do.

"Officially the Imperium may be willing to negotiate on this matter if Egg was to use her powers to aide us in battle," a diplomat said greedily.

The women brightened up at this and immediately pressured Egg to cooperate.

"I need specific details about who I am attacking and why before I agree to anything," Egg said carefully.

The diplomat gave a massive smile.

***...

Candy staggered out of the apartment for the first time in many days, holding hands with her wife Labia. They had been spending nearly every waking moment having sex ever since they were reunited.

With Labia back Candy had not needed to leave the apartment to find sex and only lack of supplies was forcing them to leave the apartment now. Labia had a shopping list saved in her brain implants and Candy was just along for the ride really.

Labia's job was so computerised that as long as she had a wireless network connection and the occasional 20 minute break from sex, she didn't even have to leave the apartment. Labia had been keeping up to date with local news through the wireless network but Candy had no idea what had been happening lately.

With Labia back to organise and do the thinking for Candy, Candy was fully dressed and had been reminded to take the medicines to clear up all her sexually transmitted diseases. Candy was dressed in a provocative but appropriate pink sun dress with lots of cleavage showing, and wearing enclosed knee high boots to protect her feet from the filth of the walkways.

Labia was wearing a matching outfit in a slightly darker shade of pink and looked absolutely gorgeous.

The pair walked hand in hand blissfully, completely content with life and happy. Life really was perfect now.

Labia led Candy to a local grocery store and immediately started putting items they needed in a shopping cart as Candy grabbed things at random to add to the cart, mostly junk food and other treats.

(Authors note: continue in next chapter as document getting too big for my phone to handle).