Chapter 87H
Brutetta Butcher howled with endless laughter as latex clad gimp fingers crawled up and down her sides with merciless stroking.
"Just fucking STOP!", Brutetta screamed with laughter, driven mad by her endless torture.
The gimp didn't even slow down at her words!
Brutetta HATED being a "tickle slave" as the Slaanesh freaks called it, just brutally hard unceasing tickling for so many hours that it was unconscionable!
Brutetta had not left this hated bondage cross in all the time she had been here, and she didn't know how long she'd been here without any sort of time keeping available to her. She guessed it had been days now, and she had been tickled every fucking one of those days!
In front of her stood a man covered head to toe in shiny black latex engraved with Slaanesh symbols, whom Brutetta only knew as her gimp, a man who never fucking stopped tickling her. The gimp was faceless in his gimp mask but physically handsome in physique through his tight black latex, the gimp suit skintight and showing delicious washboard abs, broad shoulders and large sexy chest muscles, his deliciously muscular biceps clearly visible on his arms through the skintight latex.
Brutetta unsubtly looked the handsome hunk up and down as he tickled her nearly mad, giving Brutetta a thrill of pleasure and a damp vagina. She fucking hated her gimp but she also desperately wanted to fuck the handsome hunk in a berserk frenzy of angry sex.
The fingers crawled over her ribs energetically, making her cackle with explosive laughter and struggle frantically, tickled so intensely that it was overwhelming!
Brutetta just laughed hysterically as her gimp continued tickling her unendurably, she was terrifyingly ticklish and the sensation was absolutely BRUTAL on her poor ticklish skin!
Brutetta was completely naked, her natural large freckle covered bare breasts jiggling around from her struggling in her bondage, her boobs bouncing off each other and jiggling around violently in a way that must surely be sexy as hell for her gimp.
Brutetta's gimp looked at her jiggling large tits with interest but didn't stop tickling her sides to touch them, her laughter making them jiggle even more.
The large room was deafeningly loud with hard female laughter, the room filled with rows upon rows of bondage crosses each containing a naked Khorne worshipping woman captured from Sachlo, each and every one of these women being tickled hard by a kinky Slaanesh worshipping freak. It was so loud with laughter that Brutetta's ears ached from the painfully loud noise.
Brutetta hadn't eaten or drank anything in all these days, she had shitted herself empty with laughter on the first day and now her guts were so empty that she didn't even fart anymore. But the intravenous drip in her arm seemed to give Brutetta all the water and nutrients and calories her body needed. Periodically her gimp would change her IV bag with a new bag when it got empty, keeping her alive whether she liked it or not!
The gimp almost never left, he slept on the floor curled up at her feet, he opened a fly in his gimp suit crotch to pee all over Brutetta's naked body whenever he needed to pee!, Periodically a kinky weirdo with a food and water trolley would give the gimp bottled water and incredibly cheap and humble meals of the sort a monk might eat, the gimp would unzip his mouth hole on his mask to eat and drink but he never spoke. The gimp even had a selection of adjustable weight lifting dumbbells stored out of the way beside Brutetta's bondage cross that he used periodically to maintain his impressive muscles, doing dead lifts and sit ups and crunches and bicep curls and other lifting exercises that pumped up his muscles wonderfully afterwards.
The gimp only left briefly to presumably poop and shower and brush his teeth and shave, he also seemed to change or at least wash his gimp suit each time he went away, always returning with his black latex gimp suit spotlessly clean and freshly washed, he never left Brutetta except for these times and he was never gone for more than about an hour each time.
Apart from this her gimp was her constant "companion", living some kinky monastic life of humble poverty and absolutely no life, obsessively tickling Brutetta religiously like a really fucked up sort of monk!
The gimp mostly just tickled Brutetta constantly when he wasn't away or sleeping or lifting weights, but he also acted as her caretaker, he cleaned her up when she was especially dirty, (not counting all the times he caused said dirt when he pissed on her), he changed her IV bag, washed her hair and body clean, shaved her armpits and pussy and legs, carefully removed just one strap at a time from her limbs to shave and clean and massage her skin to prevent pressure sores, (always strapping her tightly again afterwards). Sometimes the gimp would force some dentistry mouth opening clamp into her mouth and force her mouth open so that he could brush and floss her teeth.
The room itself was mopped throughout the day by monastic kinky weirdos to clean the floors of all the urine and other filth, and the torment of the women just continued with almost industrial efficiency.
"I hate that you never fucking talk to me!", Brutetta raged at her gimp through her laughter, her gimp currently tickling both her armpits at the same time like an absolute motherfucker!
The gimp cocked his black latex clad head but remained mute, tickling her relentlessly.
"I also HATE that you never fucking FUCK me!", Brutetta added through her tormented cackling.
The gimp said nothing and just kept tickling her religiously.
"Are you a monk or something?", Brutetta asked in sexual exasperation and ticklish laughter.
The gimp said nothing but for once he actually responded by nodding his head in answer that he was a monk!
"You nodded!, You CAN understand me and reply after DAYS of being a silent mother fucker!", Brutetta exclaimed in a rage.
The gimp nodded but kept relentlessly tickling her.
"I don't CARE if you're some celibate fucking monk, I want you to fuck me right now!, After what you've done to me you are my fucking boyfriend!, You can't do this to a Khorne girl for DAYS and not TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!", Brutetta raged at him.
The silent gimp cocked his head to one side but his hands tickled down her sides relentlessly, driving her mad with laughter.
"You are my boyfriend now!, You can't DO this to me if you're not my boyfriend!, You dishonour me if you keep this up without claiming me!", Brutetta furiously demanded.
The gimp remained silent.
"No no you ARE my boyfriend now, I won't let you dishonour me by not taking responsibility!, No man gets to dominate me in the nude for days without becoming my boyfriend!, You ARE my boyfriend and I am your girlfriend!", Brutetta demanded in a rage.
"You better fucking nod!", Brutetta added when the gimp said nothing.
The gimp was cocking his head at Brutetta in interest, he clearly understood and was clearly intrigued.
"We are a fucking couple!, You never fucking leave, you never fucking stop tickling my nude fucking body, you are so fucking monogamous to me that you even fucking sleep next to me!, Stop being chicken shit and BE my fucking boyfriend you fuck!", Brutetta raged at her gimp.
The gimp shrugged his shoulders as he tickled her stomach now.
"Does shrug mean yes?!", Brutetta demanded through her angry cackling laughter.
The gimp shrugged again!
"Fucking NOD you silent fuck!, You are MY boyfriend, fucking nod!", Brutetta cackled in a rage.
Her gimp hesitated, shrugged again and gave the smallest of nods!
Brutetta gasped with relief and happiness, so happy that he was taking responsibility and giving her this tiny shred of honour her Khorne heart demanded!
Her boyfriend just kept tickling her stomach to hysterical laughter, nothing really changing.
"My name is Brutetta Butcher, what is your name my boyfriend?", Brutetta introduced through her hellishly tickled laughter.
Her boyfriend remained completely silent and mute.
"Can you talk?", Brutetta asked through her tortured laughter.
Her boyfriend shook his head.
"OH so you are mute!", Brutetta exclaimed in realisation.
Her boyfriend nodded and opened his mouth zip, opening his mouth wide to reveal a mess of scar tissue at the back of his throat, his uvula completely cut off leaving only a huge scarred gash in the roof of the back of his mouth.
Her boyfriend closed his mouth zip again and kept tickling her stomach to howling laughter as her arms struggled helplessly in her straps.
"Well that fucking sucks!", Brutetta angrily exclaimed, feeling angry that someone had done this to her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend said nothing and just eternally tickled her.
"You sure love tickling me!", Brutetta cackled.
Her boyfriend nodded enthusiastically, he did indeed love tickling her.
Brutetta's cackling laughing face looked down her naked body, watching his black latex clad hands tickling her stomach energetically for a while, howling with sustained laughter.
"You are tickling me too high up, do it a bit lower.", Brutetta naughtily requested.
His body squatted down and he tickled under her feet with a long narrow bristled implement that he habitually used to tickle underneath her standing feet!
"No no I didn't mean my feet!, I meant my pussy you idiot!", Brutetta cackled with extreme laughter!
Her boyfriend obligingly moved his hands up to her crotch…
Brutetta suddenly screamed with laughter from an intense tickling in her groin muscles on either side of her pussy, her actual pussy not touched at all!
Brutetta cackled with hysterical laughter and desperately tried to shift her pussy to be under his tickling fingers, but his hands relentlessly stayed on her groin muscles no matter how much she shifted!
"My clit and labia!", Brutetta screamed in desperation.
"Labia?, Is Labia here?", A female Tau accented voice said excitedly.
Cloaking fields dropped all around the ceiling to show a multitude of formerly invisible floating disk shaped distinctly Tau looking drones with brutal weaponry hanging below them!?!
Light projectors on the underside of the drones glowed faintly and a hologram was projected, showing a stunningly beautiful huge breasted blue skinned Tau woman wearing a Khorne symboled Pikachu onesie, (complete with a pulled up hood and a tail), and holding a body pillow printed with the image of a beautiful woman in the robes of a dark mechanicum tech priestess, (the tech priestess' robes pulled open at the chest and crotch to show her bare tits and vagina)!?!
Brutetta's boyfriend took one look at the Tau hologram and leaped to cover Brutetta's body with his own like a human shield, (which Brutetta found admittedly very sweet).
"Where is Labia.", The Tau hologram demanded of Brutetta.
"Between my fucking legs!", Brutetta exclaimed incredulously.
A scanning laser beam swept the air under Brutetta's legs for a moment.
"I don't detect any Labia.", The Tau in the Pikachu onesie replied flatly.
"What!?!, Is my labia missing?!, Did the Slaanesh freaks cut it off!?!", Brutetta exclaimed in a terrible panic!
"What does Labia look like?, Does she look like this pillow?", The Tau weirdo demanded.
"It looks like pussy skin you insane xenos!, Why the FUCK would my labia look like your weird ass body pillow?!", Brutetta raged in confused exasperation.
"Oh, you were talking about your sexual anatomy only?", The Tau hologram replied in realisation.
"What the fuck else would I be talking about to my boyfriend when he's about to fuck me?!", Brutetta exclaimed.
Brutetta's boyfriend raised both his palms and shook his head in denial at this, like he wasn't going to fuck her or something!
"My mistake, I have limited networked processing power onboard the Dominatrix and the warp is glitching my systems.", The Tau woman said and her hologram disappeared.
The brutally gunned floating drones shimmered for a moment and became invisible again. Brutetta's boyfriend and the other kinky monks were looking up at the ceiling with obvious concern now.
Brutetta gasped for breath not being tickled for the first time in fucking ages as her boyfriend continued to be too spooked by the invisible drones to continue tickling Brutetta, it felt fucking amazing to have her tickle torture stop after so many hours of howling laughter.
Armed soldiers and naval arms men were now entering the room, looking up at the ceiling fearfully and tentatively poking up with their rifle bayonets to try to feel for drones, yelping with fright whenever the bayonets connected with something invisible in the air.
"If you shoot my drones, I will retaliate with deadly force.", The female Tau voice warned from the ceiling, the drones still invisible.
The various armed men paused at this and their officers and sergeants huddled together to have a whispered discussion.
The huddle broke up and the highest ranking officer addressed the ceiling.
"There is no need to remain invisible, we won't shoot."
The ceiling shimmered to show an immense multitude of floating drones, even more than had been visible before, the entire ceiling thick with the things!
The leading officer (and frankly speaking everyone else) was a bit frightened by this overwhelming mass of gun drones, but he held his nerve and continued talking.
"You are frightening the monks in this sacred monastery of Slaanesh. Could you kindly relocate to another part of the ship where you won't disturb the monks?", the officer requested reasonably.
"I could try but I'm not sure they will fit with all the other drones in every room…"
"All the other drones in every room…", The officer repeated slowly in a voice of dread.
"Yes that's right. By the way you really need to clean up your quarters, I don't enjoy looking at that mess from the ceiling.", The Tau woman voice added.
"Even in my own quarters…", The officer gulped.
"Every room in the entire ship.", The Tau insisted.
"Why are you here in such numbers?"
"Mind your own business!", The Tau snapped crossly.
"You watch me sleep and shower but you tell ME to mind my own business?!", The officer replied incredulously.
"I don't WANT to watch you in the shower, you are so hairy and your scrotum is so saggy and wrinkly!", The Tau voice squabbled back.
Brutetta watched this scene in bewildered silence, just not having any words for this crazy shit.
"Can you please leave the ship, I will have a cargo freighter come to get all your drones and take them home.", the officer requested reasonably.
"Why do I have to leave?, I'm only occupying ceiling space that isn't even being used for anything.", The Tau voice argued.
"You are not part of the permitted crew or personnel.", The officer pointed out reasonably.
"Neither are these Khorne women in bondage but you aren't asking THEM to leave!"
The officer face palmed in exasperation and said, "These are Khorne worshipping tickle slaves captured to feed sensation to Slaanesh, they are SUPPOSED to be here!"
"I'm a Khornite tickle slave too!", The angry mass of Tau drones insisted adamantly.
"No you're not you're a swarm of drones!"
The drones projected a hologram again, this time showing the stunningly beautiful Tau woman completely naked and strapped immobile to a holographic bondage cross.
"See!, I'm just another tickle slave!, I have every right to be here!", The holographic naked Tau woman in bondage forcefully insisted.
"You are a Tau hologram not a human tickle slave!"
"Now you're just being racist."
"You are fifty thousand drones secretly stowed away on this ship without any authorisation to be here!"
"And how exactly do you propose to make me leave if I simply refuse?"
"I, erm, I will ask you nicely?"
"I nicely refuse to leave.", The hologram said simply.
"Why do you even want to be on this ship?", the leading officer asked in despair.
"I have my reasons."
"What exactly are those reasons?"
"To protect this ship of course. If this ship gets boarded by enemies you may find my drone firepower very useful.", The Tau woman hologram reassured.
"Well why didn't you just say so at the start without secrecy!, You could have just volunteered to be part of our crew compliment.", The officer pointed out reasonably.
"You were less likely to say no if I simply snuck aboard.", The Tau woman replied.
"Hang on, how are you powering all of these drones?, We have been pulling this ship apart trying to account for missing gigawatts in the onboard power grid!, We thought we had a major systems malfunction, have YOU been stealing the missing power?!", The officer suddenly demanded at some moment of revelation.
"I may have borrowed a little bit of power…"
Officers and soldiers throughout the room exclaimed and grumbled in irritated exasperation.
"You have cost this ship a FORTUNE in wasted man hours trouble shooting the power loss!, Not to mention the expensive power bill!", the officer shouted angrily at the hologram.
"Do you take crypto currency reimbursement?", The naked blue xenos hologram in bondage offered.
"We don't work that way, the Sevenson Matriarch has cracked down on corruption and has put in place strict controls over the money supply. Our paperwork doesn't allow us to take huge quantities of cryptocurrency, (that we don't even use), to feed into our chief purser's budget. You would have to send that crypto all the way to the Sevenson department of treasury with a mountain of paperwork explaining what it was for, the Sevenson Cartel bureaucracy women like Wendy and Laura would get involved, there would be all sorts of investigations and audits before any of that crypto got converted into Sevenson Script currency and EVENTUALLY found it's way back to our chief purser!", The hologram was informed.
"I already know that, and in other words you are saying 'yes with a few steps' to me reimbursing your ship with crypto currency. I also promise that I didn't mine the crypto currency using your ship's power, the primary Jessica in the BEHEADINATOR mined the crypto and gave it to us to save in our network before she sent us here.", The hologram pressed on confidently.
"And what of the lost man hours and general stress to the crew, not to mention the violation of all our privacy as you invade every room including the showers?!, How will you reimburse us for that?", The officer demanded.
"I will make up for it by protecting all your lives if the Dominatrix gets boarded by enemies in battle.", The hologram haggled.
"This is up to the ship's Captain and the Admirals to decide about this.", The officer said darkly.
"In the meantime, why isn't this Tau Khorne tickle slave being tortured?, I want a dark Mechanicum person here at once to figure out how to tickle this hologram!", the officer said vindictively.
"Send for Magos Technicus Labia Nipple Johnson!", The Tau hologram said excitedly with horny energy.
"She's not here, but I'm sure we can find a substitute.", the officer said vindictively.
"Don't bother, I can make a bot version of Labia to tickle myself until the real Labia arrives.", The spread eagle naked Tau hologram said happily from her bondage cross.
Another hologram appeared in front of the Tau hologram, this one a gorgeous blonde human woman wearing a metallic kinky dominatrix outfit with dark mechanicum symbols over each breast, with bare pale slender arms and bare hands.
The new hologram dominatrix immediately began sensually tickling the smooth hairless blue armpits of the Tau woman in bondage, generating squealing Tau accented laughter and a lot of squirming and struggling.
Another hologram appeared, this one the Tau woman wearing cleavage heavy sandy yellow dominatrix gear covered in Khorne symbols, this second hologram giggling and laughing and looking badly tickled in tune with how the first hologram was being tickled.
"(Giggling laughter), I will come with you to see your hahaha Captain (squealing laughter).", The new hologram told the room in general.
The officer looked incredulous but led the badly laughing second hologram out of the room, about half the armed men going with him and the other half remaining in the room with Brutetta.
Brutetta's gimp boyfriend was still not tickling her at present, still spooked by the drones and general chaos in the room. Brutetta looked at the black latex clad muscular hunk and remembered that she was horny.
"Boyfriend, I want you to kiss me.", Brutetta said eagerly.
Her boyfriend paused, then he unzipped his mouth hole in his black latex gimp mask.
Brutetta puckered her lips eagerly.
He drew in close, then suddenly leaned in to kiss the side of her neck in a way that tickled Brutetta TERRIBLY!
Brutetta squealed with surprised laughter, squirming her head frantically to try to squeeze his face out of her neck!
Her boyfriend grabbed her long ginger red hair with one hand and pulled her head to the other side to expose her ticklish neck side, kissing her neck passionately in a way that tickled her terribly!
Brutetta was turned on but getting cranky as he kept kissing her neck, but she couldn't fucking MOVE with her bondage and her hair firmly gripped in his hand!
"Kiss my lips you mother fucker!", Brutetta cackled in frustration.
Her boyfriend kissed up her neck to the side of her face and Brutetta turned her face to passionately kiss his lips finally through the mouth hole of his gimp mask. Brutetta sighed in erotic bliss as she heavily kissed the man who had dominated her to submission, feeling wonderful kissing a strong man who had spent days defeating her and claiming her as his girlfriend.
Brutetta felt his stroking fingers creeping down one of her sides making her open her eyes frantically and laugh into the kiss!
Her boyfriend kissed her neck again, driving her nuts with cackling laughter!
"You are such a tease!", Brutetta squealed with annoyed frantic laughter.
Her boyfriend continued tickling her terribly with neck kissing and side stroking, making her cross but also getting her wet, her neck an erogenous zone.
"You are making me wet!", Brutetta squealed with laughter.
Her boyfriend licked her ear suddenly, turning her on but tickling her to squealing laughter!
Brutetta was a fit of laughter as he used his mouth and tongue to tickle her face and neck in various places that were intensely erogenous for Brutetta, this insanely ticklish foreplay was still foreplay and Brutetta was still a woman despite worshipping Khorne, she responded to foreplay like any other woman and got wet from it.
Brutetta couldn't stop him short of trying to bite or head butt him, but if she bit him or head butted him then he would most probably stop the foreplay and end the intimacy altogether!
Brutetta angrily struggled but stopped short of physical violence, cackling with laughter as he relentlessly licked her neck in an intensely erogenous place in a way that tickled her terribly!
Brutetta was badly distracted by her boyfriend but she noticed as some real life mechanical tech priest thing entered the room and inspected the badly laughing Tau hologram in bondage.
The tech priest raised a mecha-dendrite on its back to one of the floating drones above, inserting some USB shaped plug into a port socket on the underside of the drone.
The sexy naked female Tau hologram in bondage suddenly screamed with absolute laughter and struggled hysterically to escape her bondage straps, her shockingly beautiful blue face a mask of hardest cackling laughter.
The blonde female hologram bot also changed, going from tickling the Tau woman sensually and erotically to attacking her body in a frenzy of brutally hard tickling without any pause or fatigue.
"The abominable intelligence is now being tortured with tickling of true high intensity. She is suffering and will continue to suffer indefinitely until the program ends.", the tech priest thing informed the various people in the room.
"(Screaming laughter), If this haha wasn't haha a Labia haha bot I'd haha be VERY CROSS ah hahaha!", The naked Tau cackled, her huge blue breasts jiggling and wobbling violently as she thrashed and struggled and squirmed and howled with laughter, her beautiful long bright red hair flying around as she thrashed her head around in ticklish torment.
"You are saying that you don't mind?", A random soldier asked her curiously.
"Ah hahaha this haha is hahaha normal haha for me hahaha, Labia haha tickles me hahaha SUPER BAD hahaha for her haha pleasure hahaha!, Slaaneshi haha tech priestesses haha LOVE to haha inflict haha sensation hahaha on thinking haha machines haha, I wouldn't haha deny haha the woman I love haha from haha torturing me haha for her haha pleasure hahahaha!", The Tau woman cackled with absolute laughter.
"This haha tickles SO MUCH ah hahaha, but I haha am used to taking it ah hahahaha!", The Tau added in hysterical torment.
The floating drones were all squirming around slightly in the air in a way that suggested that they were being tickled, it looked like the entire swarm was affected by the tickle torture of the Tau woman hologram.
Brutetta was still being tickled to distraction by her boyfriend's ticklish foreplay, squirming in her bondage in a way similar to the movements of the floating drones, she was getting crazy wet but the foreplay just kept going.
The Tau woman hologram looked staggeringly beautiful with her hugely busty perfect hourglass figured naked body strapped completely naked to an X shaped bondage cross, many straps tightly wrapping her arms and legs completely from end to end, her completely hairless naked blue torso completely bare with no straps, her armpits completely open and exposed in her position. She had only three fingers and a thumb on each hand, her legs weird and ending in hooves. Between her legs was a bizarre looking xenos vagina that looked different from any human pussy, designed to take nonhuman penises as was expected for an alien. Her blue breasts were absolutely immense and tipped with very strange looking nipples like the teats of a cow or something.
"They aren't haha real haha. Tau haha breasts are not haha on our chests hahaha, we have haha udders haha. I haha changed my haha udder to haha be more haha sexy to haha Labia ah hahahaha.", The badly laughing Tau woman said, noticing Brutetta eyeing her huge jiggling breasts.
Brutetta herself was too badly squealing to reply from her boyfriend nibbling the side of her neck, simply nodding in acknowledgement to the nearby Tau woman.
The blonde human hologram in metallic dominatrix clothing was less busty than the absurdly big breasted Tau, but she was still a very chesty woman with impressively large breasts that were obviously fake implants. She was strikingly beautiful in her white skinned face, her slender figure exquisitely beautiful but not as beautiful as the shocking raw sex appeal of the Tau woman.
The blonde hologram woman was attacking the Tau woman's belly and armpits and ribs and sides with intimidating berserk energy, tirelessly giving the most energetic tickling imaginable without any pause or fatigue in her relentless overwhelming energy. The naked Tau woman was cackling with hysterically tickled laughter in her bondage, her beautiful blue noseless face split with a huge smile of hardest laughter, eyes clenched in ticklish torment.
Brutetta couldn't keep her focus with her boyfriend's tongue driving her nuts under her chin, she was fountaining wet and tickled silly.
Her boyfriend was licking down her chest now, his tickling fingers on both hands also creeping down her chest to make her giggle and snort ticklishly. Her freckle covered tits swayed to him invitingly, not as large as fake breasts but big and swollen for natural breasts.
His hands tickled down ahead of his slower licking mouth, his energetically wriggling fingers stroking down her upper breasts in a way that tickled but excited Brutetta, the fingers quickly finding her yearning nipples and tickling them in such an unendurable way that Brutetta squealed with laughter.
His mouth slowly caught up and Brutetta nodded desperately as his mouth reached her nipple!
Her gimp boyfriend's tongue began to lick the very tip of her nipple in a way that tickled like an aggravating mother fucker!, Brutetta struggled in her bondage and howled with unbroken laughter as he just didn't fucking stop!
Brutetta was tormented out of her mind but she was still incredibly horny getting her nipple licked by her boyfriend.
"Please suck my nipple!", Brutetta pleaded in hysterical laughter.
Her boyfriend ignored her begging and just kept licking her nipple in the most ticklish way possible!
He alternated between her nipples, tickling one after the other with his tongue, driving her absolutely nuts with hard laughter!
After tickling her nipples half to death he began licking her large freckle covered breasts all over in a way that tickled only slightly less than her nipples, Brutetta still laughing involuntarily as he licked her boobs all over.
"You are making me go crazy!", Brutetta squealed.
Her boyfriend just relentlessly tickled her breasts with his mouth and tongue and fingers in fiendish ways, making her wet but tormenting her terribly.
"Do PROPER foreplay for Khorne's sake!", Brutetta angrily protested when she couldn't stand it any longer.
Her boyfriend licked in little circles over her areola around her nipple, still ticklish but very slightly less so that Brutetta could enjoy more pleasure.
Brutetta nodded enthusiastically and grimaced with pleasure through her eternal giggling as he teased around her nipple wonderfully.
Brutetta closed her eyes with pleasure as her nipple was licked in circles, but opened her eyes with a squeal of laughter as one of his hands began mercilessly stroking her armpit without warning!
Brutetta howled and cackled with laughter, unable to protect her sensitive armpit as he stroked it relentlessly!
"Why?!, I was so wet!", Brutetta pleaded with her boyfriend.
He responded to her protests by sucking her nipple wonderfully as he continued tickling her armpit!
Brutetta loved her nipple sucking but she HATED her armpit tickling, her boyfriend was so nice and so mean to her at the same time!
Brutetta was in heaven and hell at the same time as the breast foreplay continued, she just wanted to enjoy NORMAL sex without the ENDLESS tickle torture!
Her boyfriend stopped to fumble with the crotch of his gimp suit, unzipping a fly and getting out a wonderfully big and long pale erect penis. Brutetta nodded enthusiastically for him to put it in her.
He moved in close and she felt a stiff glans poke her in the labia. Brutetta bit her lip and nodded her consent.
Some manoeuvring followed as her boyfriend found her opening properly, then came a WONDERFUL thrust and suddenly he was deep inside her!
Brutetta grimaced and vocalised with pleasure as her wet vagina was rhythmically fucked, it felt SO good and his Slaaneshi dick was SO BIG!
Brutetta moaned and groaned and grunted as she was fucked so satisfyingly.
Suddenly he was tickling her sides as he fucked her!!
"No don't you DARE!", Brutetta screamed with frustrated sexual rage, "Don't you DARE ruin this perfect fucking by tickling me right now!"
Her boyfriend grew harder and more erect as he ignored her and kept tickling her, he was getting HORNY from tickling her!
Brutetta cackled ticklishly and begged him to stop, this was making orgasm impossible for her!
Her boyfriend stopped tickling her and kissed her passionately with his lips through his mouth hole, thrusting inside her, and Brutetta returned the kiss passionately, relieved that he had stopped tickling to fuck her normally.
Brutetta was an angry Khorne worshipper but her boyfriend had already spent days tickling her to complete submission, making her very receptive to this strong man who had defeated her so thoroughly. She passionately returned every kiss but was too defeated to be violent, she enjoyed every thrust with loud moans and groans of angry pleasure.
Brutetta threw back her grimacing face and cried out in pleasure as she had an orgasm, but her boyfriend seemed to be not ready yet, his thrusts continuing.
Brutetta was a woman so she was capable of having multiple orgasms in a row, she accepted his continued thrusts and rose towards another orgasm with extreme pleasure.
Brutetta orgasmed again and looked to see if her boyfriend was done, but he just kept thrusting without climax.
"You have so much stamina boyfriend, I can go a few more orgasms, I want you to cream right inside me when you're done.", Brutetta said fondly with gasps of sexual pleasure.
Brutetta was fucked for ages to even more orgasms, a LOT more orgasms, but still he didn't stop!
"I'm trying my best here but my pussy is getting tired now. Please cum in me soon.", Brutetta requested with grimaces of slight pain now.
Brutetta had even more orgasms and it was starting to get really painful now!
"Just stop!, I have given you AGES to cum in me!, I'm in pain now!", Brutetta protested.
Her boyfriend pulled out of her like a perfect gentleman at this refusal of consent, putting his erect penis away and zipping up his fly.
"Thank you for stopping boyfriend. I'm sorry you didn't cum boyfriend, we can try again as soon as I recover. I had a lot of really good orgasms, you made me cum really hard so SO many times.", Brutetta reassured him sweetly.
Her boyfriend immediately resumed tickling Brutetta's armpits!
"What are you doing!?", Brutetta shrieked in laughter and surprise.
Her boyfriend just continued tickling her poor armpits mercilessly!
"We only just had sex!", Brutetta protested in hysterical laughter.
Her boyfriend nodded and just kept tickling her without mercy!
"You are ruining a special moment here!", Brutetta howled with upset laughter.
The tickling of her armpits didn't even slow down!
"I want to be fucking CUDDLED right now not TICKLED!", Brutetta pleaded in desperate laughter.
"Oh you haha silly girl haha. The haha sensation haha NEVER stops hahaha. The only haha reason he ah haha stopped to haha fuck you was haha because sex haha is a sensation hahaha. Slaanesh haha FED off your haha orgasm, he haha DEMANDS your haha tickling when your haha not being haha fucked. Your haha boyfriend is haha a tickling monk of haha Slaanesh, ah hahaha he exists haha to inflict haha sensation on you hahaha at all haha times!", The badly tickled Tau hologram informed the desperate Brutetta!
Her boyfriend nodded in agreement!
"But you are my BOYFRIEND you mother fucker!, I let you fuck me, we kissed!, Don't be so mean to me!", Brutetta demanded, feeling betrayed.
Her boyfriend patted her face sympathetically, but, of course, he didn't stop tickling her.
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The (still hugely drone infested) "Dominatrix" was a huge battle cruiser, slightly over five kilometres in length and weighing multiple tens of millions of tons, its surface brilliantly white with only base primer awaiting proper painting, navigation lights blinking on the end of long poles all over the ship to prevent shuttles accidentally colliding with it in the dark. She was a big capital grade ship, one of only three Overlord class Battle Cruisers currently serving in the 3rd reserve coastguard fleet for void trials, and so it was only natural that she had an Admiral onboard to command one third of the ships currently undergoing void trials.
Around the "Dominatrix" was her assigned third of the fleet, consisting of four Lunar class Cruisers, ten Iconoclast class Destroyers, six Sword class Frigates, one Dauntless class Light Cruiser scout ship, and two Hellbringer class Light Cruiser aircraft carriers for airforce support. Accompanying this fleet was a compliment of six Orion class Fast Clippers acting as very fast oilers and ammunition and supply carriers rated for underway replenishment in space. This fleet of 24 warships and 6 supply ships was designated as Beta Fleet, the second of the three sub fleets, with the other two fleets, (Alpha Fleet and Gamma Fleet), being of similar size and capability to Beta Fleet with only slight variations in the number and classes of ships present.
The planet Sachlo had fallen to the Sevenson Empire now, and Vagabond class cargo ships were arriving in large numbers to bring new loyal colonists to the planet and to set up huge orbital defences and infrastructure.
The fleets now had a dilemma, (well two dilemmas if you count the dilemma of how to evict an impossible multitude of Tau gun drones that simply refuse to leave), the main dilemma in question being whether to stay and strongly hold the insanely valuable planets Sachlo and Montagne De Sang that they had already captured, or to press on to conquer even more planets while the Khorne fleets were distracted. The dilemma resulted in the formation of the three sub fleets.
Fleet Gamma would remain with one third of the ships to defend Sachlo and Montagne De Sang against recapture, and Alpha Fleet and Beta Fleet would each attack a different planet in an attempt to capture more ground. With a battle cruiser acting as the capital ship of each fleet they should, in theory, have enough firepower to take on any resistance they encountered capturing a planet.
The Beta Fleet departed with its sizeable fleet formed up around the fearsome "Dominatrix" Overlord class Battle Cruiser, the ship class widely considered a "pocket battleship" due to its immensely powerful laser lance cannons. The mass of truculent Tau gun drones infesting the ship in locust plague proportions made the ship even more formidable in any sort of boarding action, (even if said drones were a privacy invading power stealing pain in the arse).
The Beta Fleet engaged their warp drives without incident a safe distance away from the planet and were away.
The Beta Fleet had a selection of possible individual Khorne dedicated planets to choose to attack first, but the pickings were far less lucrative than either Sachlo or Montagne De Sang, these two planets being the two most profitable targets and therefore attacked first. With the two money load planets now captured and controlled the remaining nearby planets were of much more secondary value.
As a general rule, Khorne worshippers were terrible economic planners. They universally wanted as much military spending as possible and as little civilian industrial development as possible, they wanted constant war spending and war economies, but war economies ruined and gutted economies long term.
If a factory built, say, a civilian cargo truck to be used in civilian logistics, then every truck they built would be put to work growing the economy for years and making far more money than the truck originally cost. But if a factory built, say, bullets for offensive military weapons, then every bullet would be shot out the barrel of a gun and be gone, adding no economic value and simply sucking in and consuming money with every bullet produced. Dedicating huge amounts of a planetary budget to raw military spending was a one way ticket to extreme poverty.
Khorne constantly howled for more blood and more war, and champions of Khorne who wanted to gain Khorne's favour needed to provide this constant war regardless of the long term cost. Khorne warlords from end to end of the Maelstrom were constantly trying to outspend each other on short term military spending heedless of the cost, finding the quickest and easiest ways of funding this out of control spending.
With a few notable exceptions Khorne planetary economies relied almost completely upon extractive industries, particularly mining, rarely developing infrastructure and simply relying on slave labour to rip valuable minerals and resources out of the ground with as little investment into tools and machinery as possible. They rarely invested and just took what was easy, be it gold or phosphorus or any other relatively easy to extract high value commodity. This ripped up wealth was then sold to other planets and was then gone, the profits from the mining immediately wasted on unsustainable military spending.
The inevitable result of this economic carelessness was that Khorne planets were generally richest at the very beginning of colonisation and only ever got poorer as the finite mineral resources exhausted, leaving poverty stricken floating rocks where slaves desperately dug up what little mineral wealth still remained.
The remaining nearby Khorne planets currently on option were all somewhere along this path of economic decline, little more than mining worlds with greatly underwhelming mineral deposits remaining. Not only were they mostly worthless but they had wasted so much money on military capabilities that they were actually far more heavily defended than such poor planets had any right to be, making them more expensive to capture than they should be.
The Sevenson Empire could afford its own huge military spending sustainably solely because of the immense resources and manufacturing capacity of Stōørølø, now a fully developed industrial world of orbital shipyards and orbital factories and orbital hive cities. It had been only months in real time since the Sevenson Fleet departed from Stōørølø, but time moved strangely so deep near the centre of the Maelstrom where Stōørølø was located, and time was Stōørølø's most valuable commodity. For Stōørølø it had been literally decades since the Nightmare Asylum left, decades of industrial development and infrastructure investment, decades of women having babies and growing the population, decades of training and education of new generations to turbocharge the economy to such monstrous size that it could support such high military spending.
Selling hydrocarbon fuels to the 109 moons of Vem Omicron had further turbocharged the Sevenson budget to monstrous levels, building up their war chest even more with surplus money to operate such an enormous navy, (which cost an absolute fortune to run and maintain).
The Sevenson Navy had enormous resources, but not infinite resources. It took time even on Stōørølø to build huge warships kilometres in length like cruisers and battle cruisers, it took additional years of void trials from ship launch to ship commissioning for these huge ships, a process these ships in Beta Fleet had not even finished yet. That meant that they had to be careful how they deployed Beta Fleet to avoid taking any extremely costly losses.
They wanted to take at least one planet with Beta Fleet, but they didn't particularly want to take too many casualties in the process.
In the Flag Bridge of the "Dominatrix" the distinguished Admiral Felix Helmawr-Sevenson, (husband of Sevenson Cartel member Gemma Sevenson), and his adjutant staff poured over printed star charts, data screens showing a mountain of information about the planets that Beta Fleet was authorised to attack, with 51 potential Khorne daemon worlds within a 3 dimensional logistical range of about 30 light years in radius from the nearest Sevenson stronghold of Autoclave. Stars and planets were of course found far beyond 30 light years, but any further away would stretch logistics to a level that Autoclave couldn't reliably support to acceptable probability tolerances.
Astropaths liaised with Alpha Fleet so that the two fleets wouldn't accidentally attack the same target, and the Dauntless class Light Cruiser scout ship was sent far ahead to discretely inspect all of the most promising target planets to scan for military strength and potential weaknesses.
It was calculated on a probability cogitator that they ideally needed a planet that was as close as possible, as weakly defended as possible and that still had enough mineral resource deposits remaining to make it profitable. The cogitator spat out the mining world of Faz-Cla.
The astropaths then informed Admiral Helmawr-Sevenson that Alpha Fleet had already decided to attack Faz-Cla based upon the same calculations, which was irritating.
The probability cogitator spat out the mining world of Xaga-8, which was the second most ideal target on the list, a lava spewing planet notable for its gemstone deposits, particularly diamonds, with about half of its proven diamond reserves remaining in the ground in deep extinct magma vents found kilometres underground.
Admiral Helmawr-Sevenson and his team groaned at this option, as deep mines meant that enemy combatants could take shelter from orbital bombardment underground, it would be a huge complication tunnel fighting to clear out and secure the diamond mines from heavy Khorne resistance!
Admiral Helmawr-Sevenson tried the cogitator for alternative targets that were easier, but none of those presented had much value left.
According to the cogitator and all available information, the planets with enough wealth to be worth taking ALL had deep underground mines like this, with Xaga-8 remaining the most preferable target by all available metrics of cost versus return.
Admiral Helmawr-Sevenson angrily shooed away vast schools of drones from the ceiling with a long stick, activating a huge holographic image in the middle of the room showing the planet Xaga-8 in all of its abundant lava strewn glory. The unbreathable sulphurous atmosphere was an acidic yellow colour, the clouds raining down sulphuric acid in places, feeding rivers of pure acid that flowed into sulphuric acid seas. Absolutely hellish.
Even entering the atmosphere through the sulphuric acid cloud banks would require acid resistant modifications to all the aircraft and shuttles that tried, ground troops would require acid resistant hazmat suits and breathing equipment, the whole operation would be hazardous and complicated.
The mines at least were air locked and were reported to have (barely) breathable air inside to keep all the wretched mining slaves alive, some surface buildings also had breathable air, but the rest of the entire planet was deadly to human life.
Admiral Felix Helmawr-Sevenson sighed, conversing with his staff to obtain input and bounce ideas, all with the help of strategic manuals and logic cogitators to make the best possible decision.
Admiral Felix Helmawr-Sevenson stopped for a coffee break, enjoying a cup of real coffee from real coffee beans grown on Vem Omicron's 109 moons. The Admiral took advantage of this break period to speak to an astropath, sending a message to his wife Gemma in the primary war fleet at Gåëḻįxčûßṟæ.
Felix missed Gemma, his wife of twenty years and mother of his children, he had been separated from her by his navy duties and the separation hurt. Felix continued drinking his coffee, putting his wife from his mind as he tried to think through this messy situation.
The conflict diamonds of Xaga-8 were especially large and well regarded by jewellers in the 109 moons of Vem Omicron, the high pressure high carbon magma in the deep magma tubes formed a great chemical environment for forming natural diamonds of high quality and size. It would certainly be profitable to control these diamond mines, even with all the operational risks involved.
Admiral Felix Helmawr-Sevenson had risen high thanks to his marriage to a Sevenson, easily promoted from first lieutenant to a desk job as a lower ranking Rear-Admiral, but to rise above Rear-Admiral he had had to show genuine ability. Felix had worked very hard to get promoted to the Vice-Admiral in charge of a small fleet of escort ships involved in vanguard scouting operations, he had made huge personal sacrifices rarely seeing his wife Gemma for long periods as he engaged in dangerous scouting missions.
He had then been separated from Gemma for over ten years in the aftermath of the great slave wars when the Sevenson Cartel was split into two groups across the galaxy, during the dark years when the Flesh Mistress ruled the super majority of the fleet and armed forces. Felix had continued to serve as a Vice-Admiral under the rule of the Flesh Mistress, controlling a small force of destroyers and corvettes and frigates in scouting patrols from the Flag Bridge of the Dauntless class Light Cruiser "Semen Suppository".
The reunion of the two sides of the Sevenson Cartel had seen Felix reunited with his beautiful wife Gemma, and passionate had been the first night of their reunion long into the night.
Felix had for a time kept Gemma with him on his ship after that, getting her pregnant with several additional children from their energetic intimacies each night, golden years of bliss with his stunningly beautiful wife.
But Felix's career had been important. Felix had finally received his full promotion to Admiral on the condition that he agreed to take command of the "Dominatrix" and Beta Fleet. Felix and Gemma had talked long and hard about his promotion, and Gemma had agreed that his career promotion was too important to turn down.
Gemma had kissed him passionately and cried just before he departed to his new command, Gemma remaining on the Nightmare Asylum with the kids. Felix had not seen her since and he missed her terribly.
Admiral Felix Helmawr-Sevenson sighed and decided that he would attack Xaga-8, he could then get a great big diamond to send to his wife to brighten her day.
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