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Click here"Yes, Mistress," Vaia agrees, obediently. Sash is right. She's not used to being loud when she comes. It seems as though she'll be getting plenty of chances to practise, though.
"Good girl," Rebeck says.
"Mmm, she is," Sash agrees. "I don't think we'll have to throw her from the Spire."
Rebeck laughs.
"The suit was a good purchase. She looks great in it."
"I'm gonna enjoy taking her out of it too," agrees Rebeck.
Sash steps off the bed and starts to dress.
"You're turning in?" Rebeck asks.
"Got an early start," Sash sighs. "Some other rep dropped out of hosting a party over at Hive Prime. The boss snapped up the slot. I've got to help figure out a theme, and all the usual. I'm sure you've already got a stack of messages about security arrangements."
"And I'll get to them when it's my working hours again. You let her trample you, Sash." Rebeck grins. "And you know what you'd rather be doing." She gestures at the bound body of Vaia, who's still breathing heavily. "I'll have her all to myself tonight, and tomorrow until you've got your work sorted..."
Sash smiles. "Plenty of motivation for me to get the job done, right? Have fun with her!" She begins to walk out of the room.
Then suddenly she stops and makes her way back. Sash crosses to Vaia's rear and brings a strong, stinging swat down on her wounded ass.
Smack!
"Good night, Vaia!"
Vaia lets out a fresh wail of anguish followed by a groan and a pained grimace. Rebeck and Sash share a laugh before the redhead sees herself out.
- COMMENTS
ludomaticover 2 years agoAuthorNotes on the setting:
This story is set in my own alternate version of the 40K universe.
In this alternate (future) history, the main departure comes when Inquisitor Kryptmann — who, as in GW background, brings the Imperium vital intelligence about the Tyranid Hive Fleet invasion — is appointed chancellor of the Imperium. He becomes a Gorbachev-like figure, spearheading various reforms with the aim of combating the Tyranid threat. After Kryptmann is deposed, some of the reforms persist, including the development of an Imperium-wide mass culture (the Imperial Broadcasting Network) and liberalisation of the development of certain technologies (such as genetics and AI), and their freeing from the institutions that had monopolised them (Marines, Mechanicus).
By this point in the timeline, Earth has been invaded by a surprise attack — a comeback tour by the 'Big Four' Chaos Legions. The Solar System itself is 'off the map', enveloped by warp storms, the Astronomican is off-line, and no one knows what has become of the Emperor. Necromunda becomes the capital of the self-styled Republic, the largest successor state to the Imperium, which becomes dominated by President Jaeger Russ (who claims to be Leman Russ returned, but taller and psychic) in association with the Necromundan Great Houses and a number of other factions.
None of which has that much directly to do with this particular fetish story, but I figured some readers might appreciate the clarification! XD
FYI, this story is complete, so expect the subsequent chapters to follow over the next couple of weeks.
