“Sister Kinnia, we’re approaching the warp gate.”
“Good, keep a head and we will arrive soon.”
“Right sister.”
I took out my personal data slate and began typing my report for the inquisitors.
I was assigned to personal guard on the transport ship, Truth, I was a Soriritas of the black chalice. A group of Astartes had found a rare relic, and I was in charge of guarding the ship to a nearby forge world. I was on edge, it was a peaceful ride for most of the journey, and the warp gate was only a few hours ahead. By the throne, I hope it stays quiet.
As if the emperor himself heard my plea, a loud, metallic crash rang from the back of the ship. I took a breath and stood from my chair. “Guardsmen, to battle stations! Sound the alarm and send a patrol to the rear cargo hold.”
I grabbed my bolter and my chain sword. I said a small prayer and then started sprinting toward the sound of the explosion.
“Emperor, protect me.”
I was dressed in my ceremonial black armor, ceramite plating that protected me from almost anything a heretic could throw my way. I made it to the back of the cargo hold, several guardsmen were stuck behind cover, firing into the void.
“Guardsmen, status?”
“We’ve got something big and ugly in the hold. Xenos ripped through the hull and are boarding down the hall.”
“Thank you. Stay here and form a perimeter, don’t let their vile tendrils past this point.”
“Yes ma’am.”
I stomped forward down the dark, gray metal of the hall. Readying my blade.
“By the emperor.” I spoke.
I walked into a rectangular room, fires burned on either side, cargo was strewn about. In the center of the room was a tall, lanky, horrifying visage of a creature.
I revved my chain sword. Its mighty grinding echoed through the room. The creature snapped its head to me. It’s horrifying face, gaunt and death-like. It produced a wicked blade with a bloodied edge. I then noticed the corpse of a guardsmen laying limp at his feet.
“Eldar scum, why have you boarded my ship?” I raised my blade to his.
“Job, nothing personal.” he then charged forward, his speed almost blinding.
His blade met mine in a loud clash of metal. For his lithe figure, he was strong. I pushed him away and slashed against him. My sword clashed again and again against his thin blade. He dashed to the side, dodging my attack before stabbing towards my ribs. With my other hand, I swung around and grabbed at his wrists. His reactions were lightning-fast. He spun away from my grip and fell to a crouched stance. He rushed forward, I spun to meet his advance. He made a horizontal slash, aiming for my hand. He knocked my armor. I charged forward. And bashed my shoulder into his chest.
He fell to the floor. I stood over him and raised my blade to his face.
“It’s over Xenos scum.”
“Maybe. But I will have the last laugh.”
He dropped his blade and launched himself forward. I drove my chain blade into his chest, sending blood and viscera into the air.
His singular long finger touched my cheek. I felt a violent psychic force wretch itself in my mind. Raw pain shot through my entire body. And the blackness.
I woke up in a dream. Something I have never seen. I was nude, in a field, looking over a river. I felt something inside of me, a warmth, a need. Something repressed brought to the surface. I wanted to feel something.
Emotions I had never experienced were rapidly rising to the surface. Lust, sadness, happiness. What was I feeling?
I woke from my dream in a wooden house, my armor stripped from me. I blinked the weariness from my eyes and thought for a moment. The ship was compromised by Xenos. I was dragged into an escape pod.
I needed to find a way to contact the imperium.
I sat up and tried to stand. My legs were wobbly but functional.
As I started walking to the shack’s small, wooden door. It creaked open and a boy, barely of age, stepped inside. He was short, even for a human, maybe five feet tall.
“Hi ma’am. How are you feeling?”
I sat back on the bed. “Groggy, where am I?”
“Eris, that’s what our town is called. You fell in a metal pod a few days ago and have been sleeping since. I found you in the wreckage and brought you here.”
“And what of my armor?”
“Armor? When I found you, you were nude.”
I looked at the young man, and noticed a growing bulge in his roughspun trousers.
“Does my form please you young one?” I said, pointing at his obvious erection.
His face became bright red in embarrassment. For some reason, I couldn’t take my eyes away from his bulge. I felt warm and needy, I wanted something from him. Something carnal was inside of me.
“Show me your cock young man. I wish to inspect it.”
“Maam?”
“You heard me. Take your pants off and show me.”
He blinked for a moment before undoing his pants and letting them fall to the floor. His, rather impressive, cock flopped out into the open air.
His musk hit me, sending a shiver of lust down my spine. I wanted him. These feelings of lust and lechery were too much to pass aside in my mind. I needed to take care of it now. I wouldn’t be able to focus on getting home otherwise.
“Come closer.” he took a sheepish step forward, he was close to me, within arm’s length. My instincts took control. I reached forward and took his length into my hand. it was warm to my touch. He whimpered as I ran my palm up and down his length. Why was his smell so intoxicating? Why did I feel so hot in my loins? It felt like my whole body wanted him inside my most sacred place.
I ramped up my speed against his shaft. He moved his hips in time with my hand, running himself in my palm.
He began shaking before a shallow stream of cum began leaking into my palm. I gripped his cock harder and redoubled my speed, coaxing out his full orgasm onto my arm and hand.
“Disgusting,” I spoke. But I wanted more. I raised my defiled hand to my mouth and licked off the salty cream. It was disgusting, but I needed more.
I stood up, feeling strong. I grabbed the young man by his arms and lifted him up. He didn’t protest. I lifted him until his cock was near my face. I took his erection into my mouth and began sucking on his shaft. It was musky, sweaty, and tasted like salt. But I loved it, I loved his cock, the way it tasted, the way it felt in my mouth. I ran my tongue all around his head. He swung his legs onto my shoulders, supporting himself as I blew him.
Each time I bobbed my head up and down him, he let out a small whimper, or a quiet moan. I continued my relentless assault until I felt his body wake and tense up. I took his cock deep into my mouth and swallowed all of his cum.
I set him down on the bed and sat next to him.
“That was horrendous, disgusting, but you will supply me with your cum until I am free of this planet, understood?”
He gave a weak nod.
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