Thread: Ordo Xenos [Reydan and Kaybee]

Henrietta screamed. And screamed. And screamed and screamed and screamed until the air left her lungs and her voice cracked. The psyker had not been born with the gift - she had been on the crew of a Rogue Trader, plying the edge of Tau Empire space, conducting the sort of illicit trade and diplomacy and skirmishing that the Imperium could easily disavow if convenient but also found ever-so-useful. A chance encounter with a Chaos cult on a fringe world had seen her exposed to the warp - her sensitive mind ripped open to the world beyond the veil of human knowledge and it had not taken long for her to be caught and imprisoned by the authorities. Now, unshackled from the wards and preventatives that kept her open mind at bay, she was an empty vessel. Fresh clay to be remade at will by ready hands. She shivered as the long, sensuous, tongue rolled up her body. It seemed predestined to find her nipples, as if honing in on them, and the sensation caused her to quake in the demon's arms. She could hardly look into his...its...eyes. Too scared to see in their reflection every instance of lust and sexual activity she had conducted in her young life. Yet still they came, unbidden, as the Demon teased her moist outer lips. The rough couplings in the space ship of her youth. The illicit threesome she had had with two fire warriors. Her lustful yearning for the tomboyish ship's doctor of the Rogue Trader vessel. All came tumbling out and, as the Demon eked orgasm after orgasm from her with his skilled fingers coated in her juices she transmitted the knowledge, unknown to her, that the cult she had stumbled upon that had opened her mind was in fact a slaneeshi one. She had, already, seen into his realm. Meanwhile, over in the slums, Rosamond squirmed against those holding her. She gasped, first at the profanity of the holy oil being used by these deviants to lubricate their passage into her virgin sex then at the act of penetration itself. First her tender sex and then her tight rear were roughly but expertly opened up to sensual assault and no matter how the Sister of Battle struggled and shifted all her protests seemed to simply allow the pleasure-minded cultists better access to her nubile form. She couldn't help but let out a moan, her cheeks instantly colouring in shame as she did, as the oiled shaft pushed deep into her sex and banged up against the entrance to her womb. In one brief moment of triumph she managed to bite down hard on the thigh of the female cultist wildly fucking her mouth, grinning at the tangy blood that marked her triumph as the bitch yelped and shifted back. It proved a Pyrrhic victory, though, as one of the cultists behind her smacked her head against the altar stone to subdue her, sending her reeling and opening her mind to any psychic assault that might come. 'With me' commanded Patience, the Inquisitor's senses a-tingling with the demonic influence in the station, and she led a group of eight Imperial Guardsmen out of the command complex and began to jog briskly across the huge station towards where the chaotic outburst seemed to be emanating. Although too far away to be directly affected by the warp-rift opening up in the station, both Inquisitor and soldiers were, as they moved forward, slowly walking into a psychic trap. Patience, fixated on her duty, was nonetheless starting to find her pulse racing and her skin flushed as the imbeded conditioning that had seen her become such a slut for gretchin cock worked its effects on her system. Meanwhile her toned body, jogging ahead of them in her tight-fitting body suit, was starting to have an effect on the soldiers she had commandeered too. Finally, freed from her shackles as the rift affected the power in the station, a naked Jonelle stepped, cautiously, out of the hospital building. The same jolt that had shook the station had knocked out the power in the unit and, halfway through her treatment, a slightly-sedated Jonelle had been released into the complex. She edged around the dark corridors, the staff having flooded out into the decadent sin gripping the city. Half-dazed and her nerves jangling from treatment and the effects of so much psychic energy in the area she was easy prey for anything unworldly.