*Got around to continuing my adult themed story series set in 40k verse, but I’m not really sure where to take it from here. I’ll try to keep it going but I often burn out a lot sadly, Im also thinking about fleshing out the Ymiri further in seperate stories so any feedback would be greatly appreciated.*
Without further ado….
Njali watched as the woman who resisted left through the open gap in the barrier and entered the vast jungle outside the resort. Here it seemed those who caused trouble weren’t simply killed off directly, but instead ‘exiled’ to the dangerous badlands that surrounded the whole place.
Kept at bay by the vast laser fences and admantium wires, the moons jungle was filled with dangerous fauna and venomous plant life. Those Ymiri that could force through all the drugs and try to fight back or escape weren’t harmed or punished by the overseers in any way. The Duke simply decreed that ‘problem’ slaves be sent out into the lethal wilderness to fend for themselves, away from the security of the resort.
Judging by the many growls and sounds that could be heard near the fences at night, it was probably one of the few things the Duke wasn’t lying about. The Woman, who Njali only knew as Katrissa, had wrestled a weapon from one of the servitors that watched over them and had attempted to fight several others that tried to subdue her.
Eventually she fell to her knees, some kind of implant (there were so many) at the base of her spine caused her to collapse in pain. She was taken away and later on Njalis group were escorted to the fence to witness her leaving.
“Trouble here at our resort cannot be allowed to become normal!” The Duke Seruzon Valiene’s holographic face hovered over them, talking seemingly like a stern father. “Those who do not wish to respect my hospitality and goodwill can simply leave my home, I spent considerable time and resources in saving you all from a harsh life of hard labor or conscription into an auxilliery battallion, the least that could be expected in return is the simple pleasure of your company, I ask for nothing more!”
It was clear this was prerecorded, several times it stuttered and froze and his face rippled as he droned on about how much ‘expense’ he paid for them.
“You will find that I am a gentle master, I have no need for elaborate displays of punishment or brutal discipline at my home. My technology and the environment of my moon itself provides all of the incentive to cooperate that I need, as you are now well aware! Those who leave the boundaries of the resort are unlikely to survive outside its fences for long, even augmented abhumans such as yourself will fall to this moons many dangers eventually.”
As Katrissa faded from view into the dense jungle, the hotlight barrier reappeared, there was no noise for now as the moon was still within starlight, but once it passed into view of its desert motherworld, the familiar sound of the moons predators became apparent.
The group were ushered back to their living stable by the servitors, no one spoke as they left the fence behind.
Duke Valiene had been watching the demonstration secretly from his personal operations center in his penthouse suite. The Slave Katrissa had been quite striking physically and it was unfortunate to see her go, but at this time he could not afford uncontrolled emotions or deaths within the resort itself.
Things were at a critical point and the ritual that the duke had started had entered a delicate stage, the first of the carefully selected visitors had been offered up and had been absorbed into the local warpshadow that the grounds cast within the empyrean. The dormant energy from the Xeno’s remains had started to have its effect, and realspace across the resort bulged and contracted, awaiting further influx.
Each offering was screened beforehand, people who had the means to reach and indulge in what was offered but who weren’t important enough that their disappearence would be followed up on. So called ‘nobles’ died or went missing all the time in Gamenor, but these self deluded wretches were easily replaced, a second assistant here, a small cargo hauler there, all claimed status they never truly had, and all were ultimately expendable. The Duke smirked as he mused at the number of these pretenders who went missing throughout his life. He shook himself to the present quickly however, the first of the events was tomorrow.
Brunvi rubbed here sore nipples as she showered, the three women that had selected her had all paid attention to them the day before. She had never had intimate relations with another female until now, to be honest she had never really considered it, Whether it was the drugs she was administered or simply the experience itself she didn’t know. But her mind had been opened to new sensations and experiences since arriving here, and despite being forced against her will, she strangely tingled with anticipation as what might be coming next.
She left the showers and settled in the stables main living area, the room had large comfortable loungers everywhere and there were the usual kitchenette and dining areas found in communal living spaces. Her kin rested around quietly, few talked after their first experiences. Brunvi glaced over at Njali, she was lying on a lounger near the window, hugging a pillow.
“Is it ok right now to join you?” Njali looked up and nodded, her smile was welcoming despite everything.
Brunvi settled herself in the space next to Njali, she looked at her new friend, since her experience with the three aquila women, feelings had started to stir in her that weren’t present before. Njalis light tanned skin glistened slightly in the cast light. Bruni’s eyes moved down to her breasts for a second, like hers they had been enhanced and augmented.
her mind flashed back to when the three aquila women sucked on hers, the drug fuelled explosions of pleasure as they each licked and ran their lips all over her nipples, eagerly sucking up the sweet clear fluids that the implants now produced.
Brunvi wondered what the stuff tasted like..
“Have you thought about any miracle escape plans yet?”
Her mind snapped back to the present, “Nothing yet.” she sighed, “All I can keep telling myself is to wait for an opportunity, but after what we just saw with Katrissa today…” she trailed off.
Njali looked back out the window “These viithing drugs they keep us dosed up with aren’t helping, before we can come up with anything else, we have to figure out some way of stopping them entering our system.”
“I know, but aside from rushing a control room somewhere I don’t see how thats going to happen.”
Njali was about to say more, but the stables lights went out for the night, and the familiar droning voice informed them to retire to their beds.
The two Ymiri women nodded to each other before departing, following the others to their sleeping quarters. Outside across the fences the sounds of glutteral howling echoed across the reserve.
Full series can be read at r/[https://amaazingpages.wordpress.com/…you](https://amaazingpages.wordpress.com/…you) should probably read from the beginning chapters to make sense of it.
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