Chapter 86H

The planet Sachlo was a bustle of activity as the huge high tides receded, revealing vast salt water soaked mud flats choked with genetically modified Terran Mexican Salicornia Bigelovii plants, the small salt water loving succulents heavy with oil rich seeds awaiting yet another harvest.

On the planet Sachlo the oily Salicornia seed harvests were the cash crop bonanzas that funded everything, the lifeblood of the entire economy.

In the brilliant blue morning sky could be seen the gigantic dwarf planet Dacarro receding over the horizon, immense and dominating the sky even as a waning "moon", its surface dry and rocky and barren, its thin atmosphere studded with but the odd meagre wispy cloud. The Sachlo-Dacarro system was a binary planet system, with the smaller planet Dacarro orbiting the larger planet Sachlo, both in orbit around a common orange dwarf star in the habitable zone.

The gravity fluctuations from this binary pair of planets was enormous, and the tides on the oceans of Sachlo were immense, high tides drowning huge areas of the landscape, low tides laying bare large stretches of ocean shallows to the air, a constant cycle of extreme tides covering and exposing vast areas of the planet each tide cycle.

The smaller planet Daracco was a dry desert planet with a thin atmosphere, tidally locked to always face Sachlo with the same face. It was little more than a barren rock used for basic mining, inhabited but the thin air not breathable, all settlements enclosed or underground, all excursions outside performed with the aid of pressurised breathing suits and airtight vehicles.

But Sachlo was a planet of life and breathable air, a world of oceans and tide flooded continents, with all permanent settlements found on the mountains and highlands above the high tide floods that regularly engulfed entire lowlands under the sea.

Sachlo was a "civilised world", at least in classification, though not necessarily a peaceful world. It was a terraformed world with abundant genetically modified plants and sea creatures, the oceans teaming with fish, the routinely flooded lowlands thickly vegetated with halophilic plants that were engineered to survive regular dipping under the ocean surface. Sachlo had all the food it needed, it had abundant tidal energy hydroelectric dams for its electricity needs, and most importantly of all it had abundant biofuel oil from the seeds of the Salicornia Bigelovii plants, fuel for themselves and most importantly fuel for export to the hydrocarbon starved Maelstrom.

Even now fully amphibious Agri-harvesting vehicles squelched across the boggy mud of the lowland saltwater marshes, harvesting blades greedily reaping the oily seeds and succulent green stems off the vast fields of self growing Salicornia Bigelovii, filling seed holds with a black and green mixture of black seeds and green incidentally harvested vegetation. Factories on land would take and separate this mixture, and the precious seeds would be processed by the billion to produce biofuel grade salicornia oil by the millions of barrels.

On Sachlo the farmers neither tilled nor seeded nor fertilised, for the sea water itself did all of these things each and every high tide. Sea water was a natural fertiliser, (if a plant could only endure the salt), rich in dissolved minerals and nutrients, the rotting bodies of dead fish and drifts of dead plankton scumming the soil with nutrients and nitrogen every time the tide went out. The plants themselves self seeded with the water carrying any floating seeds the harvesters missed to grow more plants, the harvested plants themselves also usually surviving the harvesting process with their long lasting deep roots and year round growth.

Salicornia Bigelovii, also known as Mexican Dwarf Saltwort or Mexican Dwarf Glasswort, was a one time salt swamp weed with a curious history. Originally native to the salt water swamps and marshes of Mexico, it had been viewed as little more than a weed for a time. That was until the air pollution on Terra got so bad that the climate changed and the sea levels rose as the polar ice melted. Huge areas of coastal farmlands were inundated with salty seawater during high tides on Terra, killing crops and threatening famine and starvation, and a new salt water tolerant crop had been needed.

Salicornia Bigelovii had been grown in vast quantities on Terra as the rising sea levels got steadily worse, the seeds rich in edible cooking oil that also made a nice biofuel, even its salty leaves perfectly edible if a bit of an acquired taste. The plant species had saved millions of lives and was still grown throughout the galaxy to this day.

(Note, this is actually happening. Salicornia Bigelovii is being grown as a crop in recent years as the coastal areas continue to degrade with salt water contamination, it is mostly grown as animal feed and biofuel but humans can also eat its leaves raw, though it's much more appetising if cooked first. It is said to taste intensely salty. It is incredibly resilient to salt contamination and will grow on even the most degraded land if periodically exposed to occasional salty water, the perfect crop for rising sea levels and out of control climate change.)

The Maelstrom was currently in the grip of a crippling fuel shortage and Sachlo had had a very VERY good few years exporting their salicornia oil to the highest bidders, money flowing into the planet like a tsunami.

With the money had come the struggle to dominate this money, and the warlords of Khorne had fought brutal wars of domination over these insanely valuable tidal flats. Even now some of the amphibious Agri-harvesters fired off rockets at the harvesters of rival war bands, mortars and machine gun fire filled the air with noise as blood was spilled for the blood god Khorne.

Bodies and destroyed vehicles littered the salt water sodden lowlands, some old and partially eaten by fish or rust, others fresh from this morning's fresh fighting. The war over the oil seeds never ended, only the strong would claim the biofuel as the weak perished, their blood adding nutrients to the boggy ground.

The battles happened every day the tides were low enough, and even at high tide the fully amphibious vehicles continued to fight, the war never ending lest Khorne be displeased.

It mattered not. The local factories used the slave labor of the weak to constantly build new amphibious vehicles and other lost equipment. Women were constantly impregnated by the strongest men to breed more warriors to fight and replace those lost in battle. The endless biofuel was sold to endless merchant ships, giving endless money and resources to endlessly fight forever and ever.

Sachlo was teaming with war, but less teaming than it had been recently. For the blood god Khorne himself had called the planet to war in a nearby world of ice in another local star system. Every man and war machine that could be spared had been loaded onto every warp capable ship the planet could acquire, the many rival war bands sharing the same ships with each other (with just a little bit of friendly homicide), all united to bring as great an army as possible across the stars to answer Khorne's glorious call for war.

That had been some amount of time ago in the temporal vagaries of the warp, and Sachlo was sadly more peaceful than usual with such reduced numbers of men to fight in the daily wars, (still generating daily casualty numbers in the thousands).

Down in her own amphibious Agri-harvesting vehicle currently sat young Khorne worshipping woman Brutetta Butcher, an absolutely bat shit angry freckle faced red head, her skin extra white in the low UV light of the local orange dwarf star.

Brutetta was wearing torn synth-denim agri worker overalls and black synth-rubber gum boots over her blister studded feet, but nothing else except ammo belts and a pistol belt, not even bothering with panties or a bra under her overalls, the top front of the overalls just barely covering her nipples but revealing an impressive amount of freckled side-boob. Her skin was salty and dirty, and her armpits were thickly forested with orange red armpit pubes (that stank of body odour). Her hair was long but very unkempt, held in a pair of grimy poorly tied plaits that were so full of knots and random caught detritus (like twigs) that it was obvious that she couldn't undo the plaits due to how knotted her hair was.

Brutetta was sexually attractive in the most physical animal sense, having quite large natural breasts and a fit lean figure, her arms and legs athletic and muscular from hard labour and fighting but not grotesquely so, she was a fuckable specimen but only physically. Her face was covered with blood and salt and general grit and grime, she obviously hadn't showered in at least a week and she smelled like it too. Her young freckled face wasn't inherently ugly (but her aggressive expression and general hygiene state was).

Brutetta snarled with aggressive road rage as she Tokyo-drifted her huge amphibious Agri-harvester into a neighbouring Agri-harvester from her same war band, the huge tyres ploughing up Salicornia Bigelovii plants underneath in the soggy sediment. With an almighty CRASH the two huge harvesters smashed together with their sides, denting them terribly but causing no fatal damage.

The driver of the other harvester snarled hateful insults at Brutetta for the crash, Brutetta snarling back with equal aggression.

Brutetta and the other harvester driver then noticed a rival war band harvester at the edge of the swampy horizon!

As one they fired onboard rockets at the rival harvester with rocket pods built into the back of their vehicles, the rockets obscured by trailing smoke plumes until the rival harvester suddenly exploded in a cloud of smoke.

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!", Brutetta roared in triumph.

Brutetta looked eagerly for more enemies to kill, but the horizon was empty. Cursing with disappointed aggression she started the harvesting blades on her vehicle and drove forwards harvesting Salicornia Bigelovii seeds as she waited for someone else to kill.

The endless green-pink fields of Salicornia Bigelovii rippled in the wind, odd puddles of residual seawater glinting in the morning sun. The sky was brilliantly blue with but a few bands of white cloud.

Brutetta filled her seed hold far sooner than she found anything to kill, and she screamed into the vox for an amphibious truck to come and collect her seeds, (being too aggressive to have coordinated with the trucks to do this earlier).

Brutetta angrily picked her nose and scratched her hairy armpits unfemininely as she waited for the truck, popping a freckled tit out the side of her overalls to scratch her nipple absentmindedly.

Brutetta's vehicle cockpit had glass on all sides for maximum visibility, and she noticed out of the corner of her eye that the (male) driver of the harvester she had rammed was openly looking at her bare tit hanging out the side of her overalls!

Brutetta subtly looked the man over before reacting, seeing if she was even interested. The man wore only overalls with his chest bare underneath, but he was short, quite amazingly hairy under his overalls, and disappointingly fat with roles of freckled white blubber hanging off his body!, The man was as red headed as Brutetta but in a way that looked really bad rather than good, his fat face shaved in a way that made him look less manly rather than more!

"Fuck off you big fat sissy!", Brutetta snarled as soon as she realised she wasn't attracted to him, her response would have been aggressive in a more positive way if he was actually handsome.

The fat creep didn't take a hint and opened the door of his Agri-harvester to get out to approach her!

"I will blend your fat ass with my harvester blades if you don't fuck off!", Brutetta snarled.

"I challenge you to a fist fight woman!", The fatso yelled, jumping from his harvester to the soggy wet ground below.

Brutetta pulled out her pistol warningly and pointed it at him, opening the door of her harvester to get a clear shot.

Fatty pulled out a pistol of his own on her, the pair standing off ready to kill.

"Fight me down on the ground beautiful woman!", The fatso snarled angrily in challenge.

"If I win you die!", Brutetta roared, jumping down to the boggy ground to face him.

"If I win we fuck!", The man demanded in turn.

Brutetta holstered her pistol angrily and raised her fists with extreme aggression, mouthing prayers to Khorne.

The short fat man holstered his pistol too, then moved with surprising speed with his body low and arms raised defensively to cover his face!

Brutetta was caught off guard by his speed and slammed by his fat bulk against her lower torso, his fat body so heavy that she couldn't resist his inertia, slamming her back against the hard metal side of her Agri-harvester!

Brutetta twisted her back in pain but he just kept slamming her against the hard metal, her head slamming against metal!

Brutetta fought back viciously with punches and knees and kicks, but his fat body absorbed her blows without harm, his face pudgy under her fists to soften the blows.

Brutetta was just relentlessly slammed against the metal, blood pouring down the back of her head from cuts to her scalp!

Brutetta viciously kicked him in the balls but her shin met the blunt hardness of a protective groin cup!

Brutetta was running out of options here, she tried to push him away but his fat body was too heavy to budge. Brutetta pulled out handfuls of his body hair to make him yelp angrily in pain, he retaliated by grabbing her stomach through her overalls and squeezing in a way that tickled unendurably!

"You mother fucker!", Brutetta cackled angrily with ticklish laughter, unable to make him stop!

The man wrestled Brutetta down to the ground so that he was spooning her from behind, still tickling her stomach unendurably!, Brutetta struggled and kicked but she couldn't get free!

Brutetta cackled with angry laughter as he just kept tickling her on the ground, she couldn't fucking stand it!

She could feel his erect penis poking up above his protective cup and against her ass through their clothes as she struggled and laughed hysterically!

"Just fucking put it in me and stop tickling me!", Brutetta shouted in defeat.

"No, I am stronger than you and I get to do whatever I want to your body you ticklish defeated bitch!", The man mocked her aggressively, and just kept tickling her in his unbreakable grip on the soggy salt reeking ground!

Brutetta couldn't do a fucking thing to stop him!

"I fucking HATE being tickled!", Brutetta angrily begged him to stop.

"Then be strong enough to fight me off weakling!", The fat man snarled angrily!

Brutetta cried angry tears of laughter as his stupidly strong fingers just dug in to tickle her horribly, she couldn't make it stop!

Brutetta was pissed off and frantic, but she was also getting wet in her grimy unwashed pussy from being dominated by a stronger male suitor, her Khorne corrupted reproductive system desiring pregnancy to any men strong enough to defeat her.

Brutetta stopped futilely trying to protect her ticklish stomach and fumbled with her overall buttons to expose her entire chest in readiness for sex. The man let Brutetta wriggle completely naked out of her overalls and ammo belts and pistol holster, still holding her naked body helpless and tickling her stomach to tears of laughter.

Brutetta blindly pulled on his clothes trying to undress him as she had a fit of endless laughter, and he reluctantly let her slowly strip his hairy body naked with extreme awkwardness, until both were naked, the naked man spooning the naked Brutetta from behind in an iron grip, his hand still mercilessly tickling her middle to complete defeat.

The erect penis was moving…

"Wrong hole wrong hole that's my ass!", Brutetta exclaimed through her ticklish cackles.

"I WANT to put it up your ass you weak bitch!", The man angrily snarled.

Brutetta couldn't do a fucking thing to stop him and she grimaced angrily in discomfort as she was sodomised against her consent, literally being ass raped.

"At least play with my tits a bit!", Brutetta angrily begged.

The man ignored her request and she exasperatedly grabbed her own boobs and played with her own nipples to give herself some pleasure.

The sound of a truck engine interrupted the fucking pair, and both looked up to see the seed truck arriving to empty their harvesters.

The truck driver was a rather attractive young woman clearly visible through the truck windscreen, and the man hungrily pulled out of Brutetta's ass hole and stopped tickling her, obviously desiring to fight and then fuck this new woman!

"You cheating mother fucker!", Brutetta angrily protested.

"We aren't a couple…"

"Don't just get me wet and then stop to fuck another woman!, That's just rude!", Brutetta yelled at him.

The man ignored her and Brutetta angrily pounced on him and wrestled with him front to front, grabbing his (shit stained) erect penis and angrily slamming her pussy against it so that he was in her vagina.

The man angrily slammed her down into the salty wet mud between the plants with his pelvis between her legs, and he angrily rage fucked Brutetta into the mud as the hot woman in the truck gawked at them.

Brutetta sighed with relief and enjoyed a good hard fucking, the man resting his hairy blubber on her front so that she was enveloped in gross hairy fat.

Brutetta angrily vocalised in sexual pleasure as she was fucked to climax, the truck woman was angrily kicking them on the ground suddenly, the beautiful Khorne woman angry at them for delaying her when she wanted to get to work!

Brutetta and the man both snarled with Khorne rage at this disrespectful interruption to their sex. Brutetta and the man teamed up naked to beat the rude bitch to submission, stripping the bitch naked so that the man could rage rape her in retaliation.

Brutetta tried to get dressed but the man pulled her across the mud by the ankle over to him, demanding that she join the woman in pleasuring the man.

Brutetta angrily kissed the man as he fucked the beautiful bitch, and the man put a fat finger in Brutetta's pussy, making her gasp with pleasure and enjoy herself and she was fingered to a very angry orgasm.

The man came in the truck woman and got off her, leaving the two naked women laying in the mud, he dressed his muddy filthy body in his clothes and left without even saying goodbye, the two women defeated foes he had fucked in victory, not any sort of relationship, not even exchanging names.

Brutetta got dressed and returned to her harvester, and the truck bitch also dressed and returned to her truck. The work then simply continued after this sexual encounter.

Brutetta wondered whether she would get pregnant with yet another unwanted baby from this sexual encounter, personally hoping to avoid the inconvenience of pregnancy. Brutetta had had more babies than she could be bothered to even keep count of, and she had raised exactly none of them. The burden of taxing motherhood was the duty of the weakest women who refused to fight, the soft and the weakling and the slave women were a very convenient dumping ground for the unwanted babies of strong women who didn't want the burden of motherhood.

Brutetta herself had been raised by one of these weaklings, almost every child was raised by the weak. Overburdened slaves trying to look after a mountain of babies burdened onto them by the strong women, the children all squabbling for her attention, forced to fight against each other just for the attention of their caregiver. Brutetta had been strong enough to fight her many sisters to get attention, Brutetta had fought her way to becoming a harvester driving warrior.

Brutetta had wanted to join the war effort to the ice planet for Khorne, but this wasn't "a woman's place" apparently. Stupid sexism!

The women had ALL been left behind on Sachlo to keep farming and having babies, with only a few men remaining, most of whom were ugly and/or fat and/or short and/or too weak to fight!, How was Brutetta supposed to enjoy being beaten to submission and rage raped by these ugly inferior men!, The fat creep who had tickled her was pretty much the only sort of man left to rage fuck Brutetta!

On Sachlo rape was common but not the exclusive way of having sex. If a man wanted to fuck a woman he wouldn't take "no" for an answer, but the answer wouldn't always be no if he was handsome enough. If the woman fancied the man then they would simply fuck consensually, but if she didn't like the man then they would fight. If the man won then he would rape the woman, but if the woman won then the man would die for being a weakling. Sometimes Brutetta had defeated men and killed them for Khorne, but more often than not she was defeated and raped, it was just normal here.

The harvesting work ground on and Brutetta angrily ate a handful of Salicornia Bigelovii leaves as a snack, the edible salty leaves being the main dietary staple on Sachlo. The leaves crunched in her mouth like soft glass, filling her mouth with a salty taste until she got thirsty and drank some water from a large metal water bottle beside her seat.

Brutetta grew angry as she got bored, and she rammed the fat man again to vent her Khorne rage.

"My balls are empty, go away you thirsty slut!", The fat man shouted at her!

"The fuck did you just say to me fatso!?", Brutetta snarled back.

"Come back later and I'll rape you again you dirty slut. Until then don't annoy me!"

"By the blood god!"

"I said LATER!"

"I don't even like you, you ugly little man!"

"I don't need you to LIKE me, what part of RAPE do you not get?!, When I want to I will take sex from you whether you like it or not!"

"I will defeat you and murder you next time."

"I defeated you with a tickle you weakling!"

"Don't do that next time!, I HATED that!"

"I'm not your fucking boyfriend, you are my rape victim!"

"Just don't fucking tickle me again!"

"I will do it twice as much next time just to humiliate you!"

"I will shoot you if you try it you dog!"

This rather juvenile bickering was just getting into full swing when the sky lit up with a huge red laser lance strike over the horizon behind them!

The pair turned in their seats to see a fusillade of naval grade laser beams raining down from space at the approximate location of a major military base over the horizon behind them!

"WAR HAS COME!", They both shouted in delight and turned their Agri-harvesters around and drove towards what looked like a really amazing war.

All was quiet as Octavia yawned sleepily, strapped naked in her X frame "in storage" yet again. The dungeon was dark and uncomfortably cold, setting Octavia's highly sensitive nipples erect, but Octavia didn't at all resent her cruel captivity.

Octavia looked around the dungeon room sleepily, and she could just see the hugely busty stripy naked sexy body of Fhimra also strapped immobile in a matching X frame on the other side of the large dungeon room, Fhimra just a bit too far away in this spacious dark room.

Fhimra returned Octavia's gaze silently, but she didn't speak. Fhimra was blinking sleepily in the dark and she looked like she was about to fall asleep.

"How can an X frame be so surprisingly comfortable?", Fhimra mused softly with a chuckle, stifling a small adorable yawn.

"Why wouldn't they be comfortable?", Octavia mused in confusion.

"Well they look pretty scary.", Fhimra said sleepily.

"No they don't, they look fun.", Octavia giggled.

"Well I am just RIDICULOUSLY comfortable in my X frame right now.", Fhimra said with a small yawn.

Octavia nodded dimly, and closed her eyes to have a nap, her face lolling forward to rest her chin on one of her huge breasts.

Octavia napped peacefully, softly drooling on her breast, and she was perfectly content in her extreme comfort, Slaanesh whispering to her kinky sleeping mind promising her new pleasures and sensations.

A noise…

Octavia stirred in her strict bondage with a small adorable feminine sound, blinking sleepily.

The room was as it had been before, but sounds could be heard in the palace, some people were talking but Octavia didn't make out the words or the speakers.

The sound of high heels on metal floors, female voices talking softly…

Fhimra was fidgeting nervously in her bondage now, fearing getting tickled, and Octavia smiled at the wonderful thought that she was about to enjoy a lovely long tickle in her comforting bondage.

Owner Wendy curiously poked her head in the room through a doorway, she was talking into her vox softly. She noted the presence of Octavia and Fhimra with her eyes but she ducked out of the room again without even saying hello!

"I'm going to pee everywhere when she starts tickling me, I can feel the anticipation.", Fhimra said nervously.

"She didn't even say hello. Rude.", Octavia humphed cutely.

"You know she'll be back. My ribs and armpits are tingling like crazy with anticipation. My skin is crawling right now!", Fhimra said with a fearful whimper.

Octavia felt nothing so exciting, her jaded Slaaneshi skin craved tickling so badly that she felt no fear, only desire. Owner Wendy had to tease Octavia quite badly to make her skin crawl with anticipation like Fhimra described.

Owner Wendy was still in the palace from her faint noises in the distance, but Octavia had no idea what she was doing right now.

Owner Wendy came back in the room, still on her vox, and without even a word of greeting she went to the highly jumpy Fhimra. Owner Wendy gave Fhimra a poke to the armpit to make Fhimra squirm and squeal, then Owner Wendy simply kicked off the breaks on Fhimra's wheeled X frame and wheeled Fhimra out of the room to a fate unknown.

Octavia fidgeted unhappily in the tight straps binding her limbs immobile to the limbs of the X frame, wanting to see where they went but completely unable to move in this bondage. Octavia felt no fear but she was slightly annoyed by her inescapable bondage.

Owner Wendy then returned to the room without Fhimra, and she went straight to Octavia, grabbing Octavia's head and passionately kissing Octavia in greeting!

Octavia squealed in delight at this romantic erotic greeting and returned the kiss passionately, putting her tongue in Owner Wendy's mouth and chasing her tongue around in circles.

Owner Wendy broke the fond kiss and ran a fingertip down Octavia's defenceless bare side, making Octavia laugh ticklishly in an adorable snort.

A few more strokes got Octavia laughing properly, artificial happiness flooding her Slaanesh corrupted brain with blissful joy and sensation.

The tickle didn't last long, leaving Octavia disappointed. Owner Wendy kicked off the brakes and wheeled Octavia in her X frame out of the room and through the palace.

Octavia was far too submissive to her Owner to ask where she was being wheeled, Octavia simply enjoyed the fun wheel ride with childlike fun and innocence, giggling happily from her bondage straps at the fun of this journey.

Octavia's X frame was wheeled down a hallway past a closed dungeon door behind which echoed Fhimra's screaming laughter and the taunting voice of Mistress Lash, and Octavia's vagina dampened hopefully at this enticing sound. But Owner Wendy just wheeled Octavia past this door and further down the hallway.

"Weeeee!", Octavia squealed happily as Owner Wendy pushed her extra fast down a straight section of one of the arterial hallways that weaved through the dark palace, and Owner Wendy chuckled at Octavia's adorable reaction and went even faster.

Octavia giggled like a child as her X frame was rolled down hallways and around bends with exhilarating speed, shooting past sex rooms and tickling rooms and shrines to Blessed Slaanesh, narrowly avoiding getting the X frame caught on bondage chains hanging from the ceiling in places.

The fun ride came to an abrupt halt at Owner Wendy's bedroom, and the X frame was slowly wheeled inside, with Octavia still giggling with delight strapped to the X frame. Octavia was wheeled over to the edge of the huge bed, noticing a pair of large black duffel bags sitting on the edge of the bed.

Owner Wendy lifted the bags one at a time, lifting the bag straps over the arm beams of the X frame, lowering the bags down so that the straps rested on Octavia's bare shoulders in the X frame, one on each shoulder. Octavia found the bags slightly uncomfortable on her shoulders, being slightly heavy, but she masochistically enjoyed the slight discomfort like a true creature of Slaanesh.

"What are the bags for Owner Wendy?", Octavia asked curiously.

"Overnight bags. The reason is a surprise.", Owner Wendy answered mysteriously.

Octavia was about to reply when Owner Wendy pulled a black satin blindfold out of her cleavage and covered Octavia's eyes so she couldn't see. Octavia smiled warmly at being blindfolded, then squealed from an unexpected tickle to both armpits, fingers stroking her skin relentlessly!

Octavia cackled with hysterical laughter, wonderfully tickled so hard, and the tickling didn't stop, the stroking fingers crawling up and down her sides to add variety, Octavia orgasmically pleasured by this wonderful torture.

The duffle bag straps kept catching on Owner Wendy's hands and suddenly Octavia's insanely ticklish tummy was being squeezed relentlessly with both hands instead!

Octavia exploded with shrieking laughter, unable to see anything and just insanely tickled. Unendurable pleasure filled the desperately ticklish woman, her mind filled with artificial happiness and orgasmic worship of Slaanesh.

Octavia greatly enjoyed it as her naked defenceless body was fiendishly tickled with awful skill, Owner Wendy absolutely evil in her ability to tickle Octavia so badly. Octavia laughed and laughed in perfect contentment from every squeeze and stroke and poke, her beautiful laughing face absolutely adorable in her blindfold.

Owner Wendy kindly didn't stop giving Octavia's ticklish naked body absolute hell, going for well over ten minutes of cruel and twisted tickling, and Octavia laughed praises to Slaanesh as she basked in her favourite kink.

"Why'd you stop?", Octavia complained when her jiggly naked body was finally left alone, earning herself another brief wonderful tickle to her upper belly.

"Why'd you stop?", Octavia asked again adorably.

Owner Wendy ignored the bait and Octavia felt something touch her lips, Octavia reflexively kissing it and feeling that it was rubber and ball shaped?

"Open your mouth silly.", Owner Wendy fondly chided.

Octavia curiously opened her mouth wide and felt the ball entering her mouth with straps to each side. It was a ball gag, Octavia obediently held still as it was buckled tightly at the back of her head in her long curly hair.

Octavia cutely sucked on the ball erotically, and she felt her X frame move again, the gagged Octavia still completely blindfolded and naked.

Octavia was powerless to do anything at all in her bondage as her X frame was wheeled, unable to even see where she was going. Octavia submissively accepted her position and just enjoyed the ride, mouthing on her ball gag like a whore.

The sounds changed, becoming the noise of a crowded corridor, and Octavia squealed with laughter into her gag as random strangers' hands touched her body as she rolled past, with her boobs getting the most attention.

Owner Wendy occasionally spoke angry words at the strangers who especially impeded their journey to molest Octavia, but Octavia had only a vague idea what was happening around her.

The X frame journey continued, and the X frame suddenly stopped for a while. The X frame then continued more slowly as though through a doorway, entering somewhere more quiet than before.

Octavia had no idea where she was as her X frame was wheeled slowly through some place, sucking on her gag until the X frame finally came to a halt. The duffel bags were lifted off Octavia's slightly tender shoulders and placed somewhere with a soft thump.

Octavia's blindfold was pulled off and she looked around to see that she was in Luke Sevenson's bedroom!

Octavia got excited and immediately noticed Luke standing naked a few paces in front of her!

Octavia squirmed excitedly in her straps and squealed with joy into her ball gag, wanting to go give him a cuddle!

The huge chaos lord looked at the naked Octavia with bewitched infatuation, looking her up and down in sexual awe. Octavia squirmed like crazy in her straps, wanting to go to him with hyperactive energy.

Owner Wendy was standing completely naked to one side with her face lowered submissively, but Octavia was too excited about Luke to really notice this.

Luke was hugely muscular and handsome as hell with brutal masculine power, he towered over the bound Octavia and he was growing erect in his huge penis at the sight of her. Octavia mouthed on her gag like a shameless whore, making Luke grow erect even faster.

Luke walked slowly to the energetic struggling Octavia, Octavia excited as a hyperactive puppy to see him and desperate to pull herself free so that she could greet him properly with hugs and kisses. Luke towered over the struggling seductress, the head of his penis brushing the side of her gagged face.

Octavia rubbed her cheek against his penis affectionately, sucking her ball gag provocatively.

Luke reached down and unbuckled her ball gag, and Octavia squealed with excitement and enthusiastically sucked his penis so hyperactively that his eyes rolled up back into his forehead in ecstasy from her passionate sucking.

Octavia was highly skilled at giving amazing head and she soon had the huge Luke moaning in bliss and gentle as a lamb as she sucked him to heaven.

Luke breathed harder and harder and suddenly he snarled with chaos aggression like a predatory beast, and Octavia's cheeks swelled with so much hot cum that about half of it cascaded out her mouth and down her chin like a white waterfall, plastering the top of her huge tits with messy ejaculate.

Octavia made contented affectionate noises as Luke lovingly patted her hair, and she swallowed as much of the cum as she could, lowering her face to lick the top of her tits greedily.

Luke lifted Octavia's entire X frame with impressive strength and laid the frame down on the bed with Octavia laying strapped spread eagle on top of it, (taking a moment to fold the adjustable rear wheel mechanism flat). Luke then hungrily climbed on top of Octavia's X frame and hungrily penetrated her vagina with his awesomely big cock, making Octavia gasp and moan in pleasure!

Octavia got lost in the fleshy delights of wonderful fucking, his strong hands playing with her massive tits as his dick thrust hard inside her so perfectly.

Octavia was swiftly filled with cum and then Luke was wrestling Wendy down onto the bed and twisting her nipples playfully.

Octavia wanted to play too and she adorably begged to be untied so that she could play with them.

The pair instead pounced on Octavia and tickled her silly for like 5 minutes, leaving her strapped in the X frame without releasing her.

Luke had the time of his life sexually dominating Octavia and Owner Wendy freely, and it was not until an hour later that Octavia was informed that Luke was in fact cashing in his promised dominant revenge on the pair after Autoclave.

Octavia shrugged in her X frame at this information and just enjoyed herself getting endlessly fucked and tickled, having a wonderful time.

Considerably later Octavia lay in her X frame on the bed, her entire naked body plastered with drying semen. She had been tickled so much that she wet herself hours ago, a huge urine wet patch soaked into the bedding under the X frame.

Octavia was happy enough laying like this in bondage, her arms and legs were getting a bit stiff from being bound in the one position for like 12 hours straight since morning but she barely noticed this in her Slaanesh jaded perception, bondage was just Octavia's life.

Luke was currently spanking the naked Owner Wendy over his lap with a thick leather belt, Owner Wendy's ass bruised black and red from the brutal spanking. Owner Wendy moaned slightly from the pain but she looked very sleepy and barely awake anymore.

Octavia silently worshipped Slaanesh as she lay in bondage, her soul blazing out pure worship to feed her beloved god. Faint pink light glowed around Octavia as she blissfully worshipped.

Luke looked at Octavia fondly and he scooted over to her, reaching out to tickle her tummy to energetic squealing laughter!

Octavia beamed at him happily as he tickled her to hysterics, and her tickling added to her religious worship, the worship energy growing stronger.

"That tickle slave needs to drink some water and eat something other than your cum Master Luke, a shower also wouldn't hurt.", Owner Wendy sleepily interrupted Octavia's fun!

"What does she eat besides my cum?", Luke asked curiously, stopping in tickling Octavia's cum plastered body.

"Preferably salad and vegetables and fruit, failing that some real food so long as it's healthy.", Owner Wendy explained sleepily.

"Yuck!", Octavia complained childishly.

"You go to my kitchen and prepare her food then submissive.", Luke dominantly ordered Owner Wendy.

"Yes Master.", Owner Wendy said sleepily in submission without complaint, getting out of bed naked and making to leave the room.

"My kids are out there.", Luke informed Owner Wendy.

Owner Wendy nodded and put on her dominatrix outfit first before leaving the room.

"Now I have you all to myself.", Octavia purred at Luke greedily from her X frame.

"I am the one who has YOU under my power Octavia.", Luke reminded his bound plaything.

"What are you going to do to me Master?", Octavia asked naughtily, biting her bottom lip lustfully.

Luke chuckled and climbed on top of Octavia's bound spread eagle naked body, guiding his penis inside her vagina with the help of his hand. Octavia sighed in pleasure as she was wonderfully stretched and rubbed inside by the huge organ, her pussy slippery wet and hungry for his dick.

Luke rhythmically thrust inside Octavia, carefully avoiding crushing her under his huge weight. Octavia moaned and groaned whorishly as she was rhythmically fucked by the massive Astartes, gasping praises to Slaanesh as she approached orgasm.

Octavia screamed in hard pleasure as she orgasmed, once, twice, many times, climaxing wonderfully as her weak naked womanly body was completely dominated in her X frame.

Octavia sighed deeply as she felt his cum inside her, writhing with pleasure in the strict bondage of her X frame. This was lovely.

Owner Wendy entered the room holding a bowl of yucky salad and a big bottle of water!, Octavia squirmed in her straps in childish protest.

Luke pulled out of Octavia and got off her, Owner Wendy sat on the bed in her dominatrix outfit and force fed yucky salad into Octavia's poor mouth!

Octavia struggled and protested but Owner Wendy held Octavia's nose to force her to swallow!, Octavia was slapped and scolded harshly until she ate the entire yucky bowl!

Octavia pouted unhappily in her bondage but was forced to drink a huge amount of water until she felt bloated!

Luke then physically picked up Octavia's X frame off the bed and dragged it into his bedroom's ensuite bathroom without even using the wheels, Octavia hanging from her straps carried along with the frame. The X frame was deposited upright with the rear wheel folded out in Luke's large shower and warm water poured down on her from the ceiling, making her blink as water got in her eyes.

Owner Wendy stripped naked and joined Octavia and Luke in the shower, and Octavia grinned in happy anticipation as Luke soaped up his huge hands…

Octavia was soon laughing hysterically as Luke's huge hands tickled her clean in her X frame, and Owner Wendy helped by shaving Octavia's pits and pussy for her with a safety razor. Octavia felt wonderful having all the dirt and oil tickled off her semen defiled body, and she enjoyed it as Luke dominantly shampooed her hair.

Octavia was still not fully clean because of the X frame covering part of her skin, but an incredibly ticklish toothbrush pushed into all the hard to reach places soon cleaned Octavia without letting her out, the straps unbuckled one at a time to clean under them before strapping them again so that Octavia remained completely bound at all times.

Octavia was slightly annoyed by her excessive unending bondage but not truly offended by it, she liked being in bondage despite the inconvenience, mostly she just wanted to stretch her stiff limbs after so long in the same position and maybe scratch a few persistent itches.

Luke turned his attention to tickling Owner Wendy clean without bondage, and Octavia watched jealously as Owner Wendy howled with laughter then got to enjoy her brother's huge dick in her ass hole, Octavia hanging powerlessly in her X frame unable to do anything at all!

"For once I cannot even be mad at you Okk'e'tavia, you ver de'ragged here in bon'ned'dage vith no say in da matter.", The distinctive voice of TigerLily sighed in Octavia's mind.

Octavia looked around the bathroom stupidly but she couldn't see TigerLily anywhere.

Octavia tugged futilely in her bondage but she completely couldn't move and had no power to do anything right now.

"You are innocent dis time…", TigerLily's voice sighed in Octavia's mind.

Octavia looked around again, but she couldn't see TigerLily anywhere.

Octavia was confused but Luke was finishing with Owner Wendy and he turned off the shower, giving Octavia a brief rib tickling that completely distracted her with hard laughter.

Owner Wendy attended to Octavia's bound body with a towel and with deodorant and expensive skin moisturisers, and Octavia had her teeth brushed for her and other evening activities before bed, Octavia still trapped completely naked in her X frame.

The X frame was wheeled over a toilet and Octavia awkwardly pissed into the bowl between her legs with Owner Wendy's help, having her pussy wiped for her. Octavia wasn't even slightly humiliated by this, yawning sleepily in her X frame.

Octavia's X frame was wheeled back to the bed and Owner Wendy submissively changed the soiled wet sheets of Luke's bed. Luke then picked up Octavia's entire X frame and laid it down flat in the bed with the rear wheel folded flat behind it, covering Octavia up to the neck with a crisp clean sheet and placing a pillow under her head in the X frame.

Octavia yawned sleepily and made contented feminine noises, Luke and Owner Wendy both got under the sheets and held each other fondly.

"That was surprisingly fun. I don't know why I was dreading your revenge domination so much.", Owner Wendy said happily.

"I am a generous Dom.", Luke chuckled fondly.

"I needed a good distraction like this. Work has just been so crazy lately with all these invasions to secretly help organise. The amount of paperwork it takes to even document all the ammunition expenditure is way more than you'd think.", Owner Wendy said conversationally.

"Should you be talking about this in front of her?"

"Who Octavia?, She has no clue what we're saying.", Owner Wendy dismissed.

"You are talking about admin gobbledygook blah blah?", Octavia suggested stupidly.

"I rest my case.", Owner Wendy chuckled.

"I guess.", Luke snorted.

"Sachlo is more than half ours now, Montagne De Sang orbit is almost fully fortified against recapture, and scout ships have found a score of other poorly defended possible targets.", Owner Wendy chuckled.

"The good old 'throw out a brick to gather jade', Iron Age Chinese military strategy.", Luke replied, Octavia having no clue what he was talking about.

"Poor Gåëḻįxčûßṟæ, expendable bait in our little trap.", Owner Wendy chuckled.

"A worthless ball of ice in exchange for an insanely valuable fertiliser mining world and a biofuel growing civilised world, not to mention any other planets we can swipe. Quite a profitable bit of diversionary baiting.", Luke chuckled in amusement.

"We can't get too greedy, the Khorne imbeciles will eventually get wise that they are being played for fools and return to their planets. We have to fortify what we take or we won't keep it.", Owner Wendy warned.

"Well fortify it then.", Luke said simply.

"You don't seem to know how much paperwork it requires to organise a PROPER orbital fortification. The logistics alone stretch my staff enormously. We only have limited administrative resources and our mother asks the impossible.", Owner Wendy sighed.

"Get more staff."

"I can't just pull COMPETENT staff out of my ass, at least not unless you want a bunch of Tzeentch's sleeper agents and alpha legion secret agents infiltrating our power structures. I have to vet people like crazy or it could ruin us in the future.", Owner Wendy complained.

"I suppose that I see your point Wendy.", Luke conceded.

"Unfortunately it's not even up to me as far as my resources are used up. I'm not in command of these military decisions, other people make all these military pushes that make more work for me and I have no choice other than to pick up after them solving the administrative loose ends. Poor logistics will lose wars faster than anything, but people just keep pushing my logistics staff to the breaking point without a care. It's not fair and it's going to hurt us badly one day if me and mine are pushed beyond our limit.", Owner Wendy warned darkly.

"I will relay your concerns to our Mother and the various military commanders, but we must still be bold in pushing our advantage as much as we can sustain before we culminate.", Luke replied.

"You won't get the time to play with me much if you keep me busy at work.", Owner Wendy warned.

"Well when you put it like that, I see that you should be less busy…", Luke purred at Owner Wendy huskily, reaching a huge muscular arm around her back to cup her far boob erotically.

Owner Wendy sighed provocatively from the breast stimulation, and she sat up and crawled under the sheets, her head rhythmically bobbing up and down under the sheets over Luke's penis.

Luke sighed in pleasure and turned his attention to the bound Octavia as his dick was sucked.

"Remember how MUCH you tickled me down on Autoclave Octavia…", Luke purred.

Octavia nodded happily and giggled in anticipation as his huge hand slipped under the sheets over her trapped naked body!

Luke chuckled at Octavia huskily and Octavia suddenly squealed with giggling laughter as his fingers gently brushed over her tummy just below her boobs!

His hand caressed her ticklish skin gently, thrilling Octavia and making her giggle and squirm in her bondage, the light tickles shooting through her nerves making her extra jumpy.

"Harder please.", Octavia giggled hopefully.

"You don't get to decide how hard I tickle you, you are the submissive and I am the Master.", Luke reminded Octavia with delicious gentle dominance that turned Octavia on with a wonderful submissive thrill.

The fingers continued to very softly tickle the giggling Octavia, and she smiled at Luke with her adorable giggling face, looking at him with playful fondness.

Luke grinned back at the giggling Octavia with hungry sexual interest, his body language smitten and in love with the gorgeous creature bound to an X frame, and Octavia felt very safe under his obvious infatuation with her, feeling cherished and special.

The fingers played Octavia's ribs and sides now, stroking these ticklish places so gently that Octavia was still giggling uncontrollably rather than a proper harder laughter, and Octavia tutted at him cutely for being so gentle when she wanted harder tickling.

"Did you just tut at your Master?!", Luke asked with soft sternness.

"Yes Master Luke.", Octavia replied adorably, giggling playfully as much as from the soft tickling.

Luke stopped tickling Octavia in punishment!

"Don't stop Master Luke!", Octavia squealed in adorable protest.

Luke ignored Octavia and focused on moaning in pleasure and praising Slaanesh as Owner Wendy sucked his cock under the sheets!

Octavia's protests were cute and adorable, she had learned from painful experience to never be displeasing or annoying in the tone she used to beg or protest as a submissive tickle slave. Whining in a displeasing way would result in discipline and punishment, she had to do her complaining in such an adorable way that her dominants felt fondness if she wanted favourable treatment.

Octavia used her best puppy dog eyes and maximum cuteness to beg Luke to tickle her again, and he chuckled at her cuteness and gave in, burying a hand in her armpit to make her howl with blissfully hard laughter from a proper tickle.

Octavia had a wonderful time laughing hysterically from her armpit being brutally tortured, and Luke groaned hard in orgasm, cumming in Owner Wendy's mouth.

Owner Wendy emerged from the sheets looking disgusted by the semen in her mouth, and Luke focused his attention on Octavia.

Octavia was strapped down flat to her X frame, and she felt Luke's huge body crawl over her, he was 9 foot tall and incredibly muscular and burly, gigantic above Octavia's weak womanly body. Luke carefully lowered himself and Octavia moaned orgasmically as his brutally big penis poked her hard between the legs and slowly impaled her with incredible girth!

Octavia was a wet nympho slut and her vagina was extremely well lubricated with arousal fluids, but even wet as she was the penis caused wonderful pain as it unstoppably entered inside her, stretching everything aside as it filled the entire length and breadth of her vagina with cock inches to spare outside her pussy!

Luke's thrusts were as unstoppable as an ocean liner pushing through the ocean water, dominating Octavia's pussy completely, and she moaned and gasped desperately as she was pleasured so much by his enormous hard cock.

Luke tickled Octavia up and down her right side with his left hand as he thrust inside her, and Octavia giggled and laughed in delight through her moaning, the tickling turning Octavia on and increasing her pleasure to double. This was so good!

Octavia was soon having a fantastically hard orgasm that sent her huge bare tits wobbling in her thrashing ecstasy, but Luke didn't stop, giving Octavia endless multiples.

Owner Wendy resumed talking to Luke about work and her feelings as Octavia was fucked into a heaven of endless ticklish orgasms, but Octavia couldn't focus on the conversation as the dick defeated her.

Luke was a space marine and didn't need to sleep, he just kept fucking Octavia without getting tired, even talking to Owner Wendy as he got his dick wet in this beautiful woman's pussy. Octavia thoroughly approved of this treatment of herself.

Owner Wendy got sleepy and passed out naked in bed under the sheets, and Luke ignored the sleeping Owner Wendy to focus all of his attention on fucking and tickling Octavia for an unknown amount of long time.

Octavia could feel his thrusts inside her, the dick was overwhelmingly powerful but the thrusts themselves were slow and tender, she could feel his love for her in every thrust, he didn't want to use Octavia, he wanted to tenderly make love to her and give her pleasure because he loved her.

Octavia was completely powerless in her X frame to do anything but lay here and take his cock, but she still felt incredibly loved and cherished and safe, she was being tenderly taken cared of by a man who loved her deeply.

Octavia basked in his love feeling deeply loved and special, enjoying each tender thrust and soft tickle with an orgasmic sense of peace.

Luke came explosively inside Octavia but he half pulled out of her so that the cum shot wouldn't hurt her, and he carefully put a huge cum rag the size of a bath mat to the base of her pussy before very gently pulling out of her, capturing the considerable amount of semen before it could soak the bed.

Luke tenderly cleaned Octavia up with additional rags, putting the rags out somewhere in the bathroom before returning, Octavia relaxing blissfully in the straps of her X frame feeling well cared for.

Luke returned to the bed and bent down to kiss Octavia passionately with fierce romantic hunger, and Octavia was intoxicated by this romance and returned the kisses desperately, her eyes closed in bliss.

For such a long time he kissed her, longer than Octavia could keep track of, the pair making out heavily with Luke's lips tightly closed and his saliva not shared with hers, his lips wet with Octavia's heavy saliva as she desperately kissed him long into the night.

Night Lords Chaos Lord Luke Sevenson didn't need to sleep, but unfortunately Octavia did.

It was currently the same night and Wendy and Octavia were still in his bed, but both of them were asleep.

Octavia looked intoxicating as she breathed softly in her sleep, still strapped naked to her X frame, her sleeping mouth hanging open intoxicatingly and her eyelids twitching from the rapid eye movements of REM sleep. Her huge breasts were covered by a single sheet, but it wasn't cold in his quarters at present with the thermostat set to a comfortable temperature for his bedmates.

Luke watched Octavia fondly for a moment and then he got up to make some use of the hours of time the women would sleep for.

His large home was dark and very quiet at this time, literally everyone else was asleep including the kids and the servants who cared for the kids and the home. Luke went to his armoury room and got started on maintenance rituals for his complicated armour and weapons, putting on a leather loincloth to protect his private parts from any sparks as he used power tools on gleaming machine parts in a shower of orange sparks.

Luke meticulously maintained and cleaned and loaded his gear, checking every part for damage or trouble. While he was doing this he also used a surgically implanted brain implant to review data that he needed to know, absorbing reports and other information quickly, keeping abreast of all the information he needed to know.

Luke then used medical equipment to take blood samples of himself and check his biochemical condition and general health, followed by injecting himself with certain compounds to get his condition completely perfect.

Luke went to the kitchen and drank several litres of water to fully hydrate, getting a huge ham out of one of the colossal refrigerators and slicing huge amounts of ham onto a plate. As well as ham he got huge quantities of bread and fruit, getting a perfectly balanced meal for his huge Astartes body.

Luke silently ate his huge meal in the dark at a huge dining table in another room, filling both his stomachs with enormous amounts of calories for his super human metabolism.

Luke cleaned up after himself and was about to do some huge weight lifting exercises in his Astartes graded gymnasium room.

A soft knock at the front door sounded, the knock distinctly female from its softness.

Luke curiously went to a surveillance monitor and looked through the camera footage at the front door, seeing an excited nervous looking beautiful long black haired Sevenson woman dressed in a pink dressing gown and night slippers. She was trying to hide her face from public view but it was unmistakably Laura Sevenson.

Luke made sure that everyone inside was asleep and then went to the front door in only his loincloth, silently opening the door for Laura.

Laura silently entered and Luke closed the door. Laura opened her dressing gown to reveal herself to be naked underneath, Luke put a finger to his lips to silence her before she could speak and he led her to his sound proofed armoury room, closing and locking the door behind them.

Luke turned on a noisy grinding tool just to make sure they weren't overheard, and Laura got naked and submissively crawled on the floor on her hands and knees, turning her backside to waggle her perky bare bum at Luke invitingly.

Luke picked up a leather strap off a workbench and knelt down beside the crawling Laura on one knee, raising the leather strap in one hand.

Laura nodded lustfully and Luke brought down the strap against her ass, making her cry out in pain and pleasure. Luke spanked her again with the strap.

Laura was a masochistic submissive and a regular visitor to Luke ever since the Sevenson blood curse, and Laura was just one of several who came to visit Luke for spankings like this.

Laura moaned as she was spanked, and Luke removed his loincloth and came up behind the crawling pregnant woman, still swatting her bum but a bit higher up as he pressed his dick to her vulva.

"You are putting it in already Master?", Laura asked unhappily.

Luke reached down to tickle her sides without putting his penis in her yet, and Laura laughed hysterically and tried to crawl away.

Luke chased her down and bent her across his knee and gave her a long brisk spanking, making Laura horny and more agreeable.

Luke roughly pulled Laura by the hair over to a work bench and used bench clamps to hold her wrists painfully at an awkward angle, rendering her body defenceless facing the bench.

Luke came up behind the trapped Laura and tickled her armpits and sides as she howled with laughter, tugging futilely against the clamps holding her wrists. Luke didn't stop for like five minutes, driving Laura nuts with hard laughter.

"I'm too ticklish Master!", Laura pleaded in hard laughter, Luke didn't stop.

Luke eventually stopped tickling Laura and whipped her back with the leather strap, her hands still trapped in the clamps, and Laura moaned in pleasure from the pain.

Luke gave Laura pain in the clamps by tightening them slightly to make her agony worse, he then put heavy portable G clamps on her tender pregnant nipples to make her hiss in agony and get horny.

Luke put his finger half inside her pussy to check for wetness, finding a slimy mess enveloping his finger. Luke fingered Laura with one hand for a while as his other hand tickled her armpit to drive her nuts, grinning sadistically, enjoying her submissive torment.

"Can I please cum Master?", Laura groaned desperately after he had been fingering her for a while.

"No you have to hold it slut.", Luke dominantly tormented her.

Laura cried out in dismay but more liberal tickling turned her frown upside down.

Luke released Laura's wrists from the bench clamps, and put her hands behind her back, using the leather strap to belt her wrists together. Luke then tickled her a bit more until she begged him to stop.

Luke was having fun and he bent Laura's front over the work bench, clamps still hanging off her painfully pinched nipples. Luke spread Laura's cheeks and put his erect penis to her wet vulva.

Laura was warmer in her reception to his dick this time, and she nodded passionately for him to fuck her.

Luke entered her wet cunt slowly but powerfully, reaching the end of her pussy with a soft nudge of resistance. Luke then proceeded to fuck Laura to multiple screaming orgasms on her part, filling her vagina with his cum.

Luke was not satisfied yet and he fucked Laura again in a different position, Laura now laying on her back across the work bench with her legs wrapped around the standing Luke as he fucked her again.

Luke filled Laura with cream yet again and pulled out of her, releasing her wrists from the strap and removing the clamps off her nipples.

"Thank you Master, you made me cum so hard.", Laura said respectfully.

"You were a very good girl. You may leave now.", Luke replied dominantly.

"Yes Master, I look forward to next time.", Laura said submissively and got herself cleaned up with a rag, getting dressed in her dressing gown and night slippers and leaving.

Luke smiled fondly to himself. Laura had always been a slut who enjoyed getting dominated by Sevenson Night Lords, but the blood curse had made the other Night Lords too submissive for Laura's tastes. She was now forced to secretly visit Luke late at night whenever she was desperate to cheat on her common human husband to scratch her inner itch.

The rest of the night passed more uneventfully, with Luke doing nighttime rituals and resting half his brain at a time with his Catalepsean Node gene seed organ, the usual sleep period not wasted time but much needed free time to get things done.

After Octavia had been asleep for what was probably six hours in the addled time of the warp, Luke greedily went back to his bedroom to check on Octavia's sleep progress.

He immediately noticed a soft glow of pink light when he entered his bedroom, the glow coming from the pink mark of Slaanesh on the right cheek of his sister Wendy's face.

Wendy was obviously awake, the mark rarely glowing this brightly when she was asleep, and her face turned to look at Luke, her eyes blinking sleepily in the dark.

Luke smiled hungrily and went to Wendy, removing his loincloth and sitting beside Wendy on the bed, leaning over her dominantly.

Wendy looked completely gorgeous early in the morning after sleeping, her huge tits pushing up the sheets like twin mountains, her face stunningly beautiful. Wendy stretched her arms out femininely with a soft groan that made her look even sexier, and Luke toyed with one of her nipples through the sheet.

"I'm not fully awake yet Master, I am still half asleep and super comfy in bed.", Wendy groaned in her intoxicatingly sensual feminine voice.

Luke got under the sheets with her and groped her insanely sexy body assertively in various intimate places, Wendy submissive and passive, not resisting as her jiggling sexy flesh was pawed at.

"Please not my pussy Master, I'm dry as a bone and it just makes me want to pee.", Wendy submissively requested as he groped her between the legs.

"Go pee and come back.", Luke ordered her calmly.

"Yes Master.", Wendy said without enthusiasm and got out of bed, walking naked to the ensuite bathroom giving Luke a great view of her bare ass.

Luke checked on Octavia as Wendy was in the bathroom, finding the gorgeous sexy woman still fast asleep.

Octavia looked so completely sexy and beautiful in her sleep that Luke spontaneously bent down to kiss her soft lips, completely bewitched by her beauty and femininity.

Octavia groaned softly and returned Luke's kiss sleepily, woken up by his kiss to her lips.

"Fhimra?, Owner Wendy?, Who is kissing me?", Octavia asked, eyes clenched tightly shut in the bleariness of sleep.

"Guess again.", Luke chuckled fondly.

"Luke?, You are kissing me?", Octavia asked sleepily, blinking heavily with sleepiness.

"Yes Octavia.", Luke replied fondly.

Wendy was returning now and she got back into bed, crawling over to passionately kiss the sleepy Octavia in morning greeting.

Octavia returned the kiss passionately, putting her tongue in Wendy's mouth erotically without opening her eyes.

Wendy broke the kiss and Octavia was immediately snoring femininely, having already fallen asleep again after the kiss.

"She's obviously tired Master, she needs more sleep or she'll be grumpy all day.", Wendy said humbly.

Luke nodded and took Wendy to the other side of the bed, laying down with her and playing with her huge breasts in great handfuls.

Wendy wasn't enthusiastic but she silently tolerated her molestation, the lesbian not even slightly sexually interested in any man. Luke simply enjoyed the feel of her naked body with his bare hands, she was wonderfully soft and spongy and jiggly.

Wendy yawned repeatedly, then she was softly snoring femininely just like Octavia, asleep in his arms.

Luke was slightly annoyed by this response and tickled Wendy awake with a giggle.

"I'm still sleepy Master.", Wendy complained adorably.

Luke put his penis between Wendy's massive breasts and titty fucked her to climax, just about waterboarding her with cum up her nose and all over her face and chin.

"Yuck!", Wendy complained disgustedly, looking thoroughly unimpressed.

The Sevenson Empire controlled Overlord Class Battle Cruiser the "Dominatrix" looked distinctly incomplete and undecorated as it hung in orbit of the planet Sachlo, and the ship was in good company with the Third Reserve Coastguard Fleet.

The "Dominatrix" was raw and bare bones, missing most of her macro cannons and lacking some systems, her surfaces painted with little beyond bright white primer and some coastguard markings. Such was the condition of a ship before it was formally commissioned.

She was still undergoing her void trials and systems shakedown tests, she had her hull and primary and secondary reactors, some basics like artificial gravity and void shields and radar sensors and her engines, but only one of her major weapons systems were fully operational, namely a single massive laser lance turret on her roof that was rated to fire at full power.

This huge lance turret was currently firing a multi terawatt laser beam down at the planet surface, completely obliterating a major military base in a colossal mushroom cloud of laser-vaporised rock and concrete.

The entire fleet was firing down on the surface in live fire weapons systems tests, gaining valuable data about the state of the systems even as they obliterated all fortified resistance on the ground. Huge mushroom clouds dotted the sky from where the fleet weapons had hit the surface.

The inside of the "Dominatrix" was as bare and unfinished as the outside, the walls and floors and ceilings painted only in basic primer. Entire wall panels were missing in many places, exposing plumbing and wiring, with gaping spaces intended for systems that hadn't been installed yet. Small numbers of Dark Mechanicum tech priest enginseers oversaw systems tests with the help of huge armies of their twisted mechanical servants, Dark Skitarii soldiers and other lesser ranking members of the Dark Mechanicum guarded their masters and performed some basic rituals on machinery in the ship.

Vast armies of stripy faced Tzeentch worshipping technicians and other crew were crawling all through the ship, testing systems and installing new systems, painting walls, gathering data and innumerable other tasks on this partially completed vessel. Even bigger armies of soldiers and ship arms men patrolled the ship from end to end, in case of hostile boarding or infiltration.

Down on the planet all was mayhem and explosions as orbital guns obliterated every significant military strong point on the planet, leaving only the most valuable infrastructure and civilian population centres intact for imminent capture. DoomFire bombers and HellTalon fighter bombers soared over the open fields of biofuel crops, bombing and strafing militarised harvesting vehicles.

Down on the surface Brutetta Butcher crawled badly bleeding from the burning wreckage of her own Agri harvester, broken glass and bits of metal impaled through her body with agonising pain.

She dragged herself bleeding across the swampy ground, the salt water stinging her wounds terribly. Bomb craters studded the ground around her vehicle, other nearby harvesters were also burning wreckage, some of the drivers badly wounded and the rest dead already.

It had happened so fast, the bombs had fallen out of nowhere and obliterated every harvester from horizon to horizon, the worshippers of Khorne hadn't had a chance to fight back!

And now Brutetta was bleeding to death, dying in battle like a true follower of Khorne.

Brutetta lay dying for a while, then a landing shuttle of some sort flew low overhead with a huge gust of air.

The shuttle landed nearby and armed human soldiers in military uniforms disembarked, moving cautiously towards Brutetta and the other survivors.

Brutetta viciously fumbled for her pistol and drew it with a shaking hand…

Brutetta's hand was suddenly perforated by a bullet hole, the pistol falling from her hand as she screamed in pain!

The soldiers were then upon Brutetta and she was held down by strong men as combat medics tended to her bleeding wounds!

Brutetta resisted with all of her limited strength but she was injected with some drug that made her swoon, her vision went black and she knew nothing more.

Brutetta blinked herself awake an unknown amount of time later, her entire body in the most terrible pain. She was terribly cold, in agony all over her body (especially her right shoulder), and she appeared to be standing up with her arms raised high and her head lolling forward.

Brutetta commanded her arms to move and her arms tried to move but met resistance immediately. She tried to move her legs but again she met resistance!

Brutetta was getting angry now and she turned her head to see what was wrong with her arms. Brutetta immediately noticed black leather straps wrapping the entire length of both arms to the arms of some X shaped bondage cross!

Brutetta checked her legs and found them also covered in straps binding them slightly spread to the bondage cross!

Brutetta was completely naked and her body was covered in the red lines of a surgical laser having sealed her wounds shut, denying her her warrior's death in battle!, She was also in terrible stinging agony from a raw burn to her right shoulder as though she had been fucking branded like a slave!

Brutetta was getting scared now and she looked around at her surroundings, seeing thousands upon thousands of naked women strapped to bondage crosses just like Brutetta!

Brutetta struggled viciously to escape but the straps didn't budge at all, and pain lanced through her wounded muscles from the exertion until she was in too much pain to keep struggling.

Brutetta looked down at her body again when her crotch and armpits and legs felt uncharacteristically cold, discovering that some motherfucker had shaven her legs and body!

Brutetta looked up at her hands and noticed an intravenous drip tube was hanging down from a dangling clear plastic bag of fluid on a ceiling hook, the tube was stabbed into her arm with a needle in a vein in her inner elbow joint where Brutetta's hand couldn't grab it to remove it. Obviously someone wanted to keep her alive and were not taking any chances of Brutetta refusing to eat and drink.

Brutetta turned her attention to the other women bound all around her, noticing that most were still unconscious after surgery. The few who were awake looked as pissed off and scared and uncertain as Brutetta felt, their angry faces looking anxious and afraid.

"What by Khorne is this?!", Brutetta angrily demanded of the huge room in general.

"The fuck do I know!, What is this Slaaneshi bullshit?!", A nearby woman angrily cursed.

Brutetta felt a full body chill at the mere mention of this being something Slaaneshi!, What would such freaks do to her in this position!

Brutetta could do nothing but stay put in her cruel bondage and time passed slowly, other women slowly waking up and becoming horrified to discover their fate. Brutetta was cold and growing bored as she just endured her captivity with nothing to do.

Finally without warning a bunch of kinky looking men and women entered the huge room, dressed in freaky costumes of leather and latex and lace and all of them holding huge pink feathers?!

Without preamble these freaks began tickling bound women with their hands and feathers, generating a variety of angry ticklish reactions from laughter to laughing curses to angry screaming!

Brutetta's skin crawled at what the freaks were doing, fearing this fate terribly!

The freaks with the feathers were spreading out throughout the room, tickling women at random. Brutetta struggled hard to escape but she couldn't move!

A freaky man in a Slaanesh symbol studded black latex gimp suit was walking this way!

The kinky gimp locked eyes with Brutetta and raised his big pink feather!

"No don't touch me you freak!", Brutetta snarled with frightened anger as the gimp walked up to her!

The feather stroked up her side, making her flinch and exclaim from a horrible ticklish jolt, the feather stopped at her armpit and just stroked this one spot relentlessly, making Brutetta explode into angry involuntary laughter, tugging desperately to escape!

The kinky gimp didn't fucking stop!

He was using his hands now to tickle both of Brutetta's armpits relentlessly as she went nuts screaming with hard laughter!

"You MUST stop!", Brutetta howled with laughter.

The gimp didn't stop!

His hands were on her belly now, driving her absolutely nuts with hard tickling that she couldn't fucking stand!

Brutetta was enraged but her fear of the gimp was even stronger than her rage, she was freaked out and terrified of this Slaanesh freak!

Brutetta was in an adrenaline panic as he kept brutally tickling her body with his fiendish cruel hands, she was struggling and thrashing to get away, her body freezing cold with her raw panic!

The gimp was completely silent as he tortured Brutetta with his fingers, and the silence was freaking her out even more as she didn't know his intentions!

"Say something you silent fuck!", Brutetta cursed him in her laughter.

The gimp remained mute and just kept tickling her, his latex clad fingers stroking up and down her sides driving her crazy with ticklish sensations!

Brutetta was completely defeated but he was still just torturing her for no apparent reason, what did he even WANT!?!

"I'll talk!, I'll tell you what you want!, Just STOP!", Brutetta broke down.

The gimp ignored her offer of information and just kept tickling her!

"What do you WANT?!", Brutetta screamed at him.

He just kept tickling her to hardest laughter!

Brutetta was pissed off and afraid, but her Khorne corrupted reproductive system was getting interested as this man dominated her to submission by force, her reproductive system wanted to be impregnated by any man strong enough to defeat and dominate her, she felt her vagina dampening despite her conscious reluctance.

Brutetta got wetter and wetter as she was tickled to angry tears of defeat, she was sobbing with laughter and ready for his penis.

"Are you going to hurry up and fuck me already!", Brutetta begged in horny frustration when he just kept tickling her for fucking ages!

The gimp remained silent and just kept tickling her to hysterical tears of laughter!

"You fucking suck!", Brutetta cursed the gimp hatefully, tickled out of her fucking mind by his merciless hands!

Brutetta laughed and laughed from his horrible touch, utterly sick of this and getting traumatised now.

The whole room was in the same position as Brutetta, every bound woman without question had a kinky weirdo tickling her relentlessly, the room filled with hysterical laughter.

The gimp just silently continued tickling Brutetta to tears without stopping, she was in agony from laughing so much with all of her recently patched up injuries!

The gimp was some sick sadist who just refused to fucking stop!

Brutetta could only laugh and weep as it continued for an absolutely abusive amount of time…