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Title: Pleasurable Defeat

Summary: A squad of Sororitas are captured by a Slaneesh-worshipping Chaos Lord. What could
possibly be in store for them?
Original Link: http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600087802

Running. That was what they had been doing for the past day and a half, running. Constant
movement of pounding feet on strewn rubble. It left a bad taste in her mouth. Sister Superior
Celestia did not like running, she much preferred to stand and fight the accursed enemy with
bolter and blade and faith in the eternal and undying Emperor. It was not to be so however. The
accursed enemy, the vile hosts of Chaos, had ploughed through the defences of the Imperial
Guard who stood valiant but ultimately fell to the superior power of the traitor marines and their
carnal legions. This left the Sororitas, who were making an assault at that time, extremely
vulnerable and in risk of being cut off and so were forced to retreat. This is what Celestia and her
squad of sisters had been doing but because they were with the forward echelons of the Sororitas
attack they were furthest away from their own lines.

An explosive impact to her side sent pieces of rockcrete scattering against her helmet making a
dull pinging noise. The enemy were right behind them. Ahead of her, Sister Latia, the heavy
weapons specialist, turned and unleashed a burst from her heavy bolter which turned several of
their cultist pursuers into bloody paste. Celestia nodded in silent thanks and the two continued
their run following their fellow sisters. The ruined streets of the hive city were difficult to
navigate, one corner and another leading to a blocked off road or to a dead end. Celestia knew
her squad was lost in the ruined maze but she pressed them on regardless, they could not turn
back.

“Another dead end, Sister Superior” Their point woman, Sister Agatha, told her through the coms
and a second later she rounded the corner to confirm it. A building had fallen to its side, blocking
the street. It was much too tall to go over and other debris blocked any attempts to go around it.
Truly, it was a dead end. Suddenly more shots landed next to her, autogun fire pinging
harmlessly of her white power armour. The sororitas squad turned to face their enemy, a mob of
mad cultists yelling and screaming their unholy profanities. Celestia ordered them silenced.

The sisters unloaded a salvo of bolter fire and cut down the lightly armed mad men but they
knew more could come, drawn in by the thundering boom of their gunfire. Almost as if in
response they heard a terrifying roar from the whole hive itself. Such a noise would have shaken
most men, but Celestia and her squad were Adeptus Sororitas, Sisters of Battle, the vaunted
Daughters of the Emperor and the military arm of the Ecclesiarchy. They did not shake.

“It seems we are trapped here, Sister Superior” Sister Maria said in her usual blunt tone as she
eyed the only entrance to the are they were in. Looking at her Celestia was not surprised to see
her face empty of emotion but she caught a faint hint of grim determination in the woman’s steel-
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grey eyes.

Ahead of them Celestia could see shapes in the distance moving amongst the rubble. Her
attention though was focused more on the objects periodically hovering in the air, hopping from
building to building towards them. Chaos Assault Marines.

Beside her Celestia knew her sisters were setting up for what would be their final, glorious
moment. Latia set her large gun up on a pile of rubble and the squad moved to positions where
they could best cover her. Sisters Agatha and Mayleena were to Latia's left and Celestia and
Maria were to her right. In the few moments they had before their death they made their peace
with the Emperor and Celestia recited a litany.

O Eternal Emperor,
Who Alone watches us,
And rules the tides and storms,
Be compassionate to your servants,
Preserve us from the perils of the warp,
That we may be safeguard to the domain of men!

Her voice and words gave power to her fellow faithful servants of the Emperor and they set their
eyes upon their enemy who's cries of blood and war could be heard as they approached the
doomed sisters.

“Sisters, it has been my honour to command you” Celestia said as she shot the first cultist that
reared it's disfigured head.

“And our honour to follow you” Her sisters replied.

Then all hell fell upon them.

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“Aughhh...” Celestia groaned feebly as she awoke. Her whole body felt weak and her power
armour was like a crushing weight pinning her down. Her throat was uncomfortably dry and she
tried to swallow but she had no saliva. Her head felt like it was tearing apart the way it ached but
Celestia pushed past all of this with sheer will until she was sat upright. The Sister Superior
surveyed the area around her and immediately spotted her fellow sisters were with her, all of
them looking like they were alive. Relief flooded her but then it was replaced with curiosity,
where were they?

Celestia assumed they were in a room as there were walls surrounding them but in her foggy
state and the little light that was in there she couldn’t see much else. However she could feel
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something underneath her, as if the ground was moving. She put the thought aside though as she
saw one of the bodies move.

“Ugh..Sister Superior?” Groaned her sister. Celestia immediately made her way towards the body
but she was reduced to crawling due to her current state. Rolling over the body she knew it was
Latia due to her size and weight, she was the biggest of the squad by at least a full head above
everybody else and certainly the most muscled out of all of them.

“Latia, how are you feeling?”

The woman groaned out a reply and with Celestia's assistance managed to sit up. “My throat
feels dry Sister”

“Mine too, but we don’t have water?”

Latia let out another groan. In the next few minutes the whole squad was awoken and all were in
a similar state, weak and needing water. They found that all their weapons and equipment were
gone, only their armour remained.
With nothing else to do they investigated the room and were slightly concerned when the walls
and floor were actually made of some fleshy substance that writhed and moved.

“Do any of you remember what happened?” Celestia asked as they sat at the center, as far away
from the walls as possible.

“Chaos attacked us, is all I can remember” Replied Mayleena, the youngest of the Sisters, in fact
the fighting in the hive had been her first experience of true combat.

�The cultists poured into us. We held. Then the traitors came� Maria remembered for them.
To Celestia it all fell into place, the cultist attacked in waves and when their ammo ran dry the
traitor marines moved in. She had thought herself dead by that point, so what were they doing
here? 'Doubtless Chaos has a hand in this'

The thought made her ill, being captured alive by the forces of Chaos was a far greater torment
than death.

Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted when the wall....moved, the writhing mass parting to
reveal the dreaded form of a Chaos Marine. He was huge and imposing, larger than even Latia.
His power armour was painted a deep purple and oddly did not have the twisted and corrupted
state that most Chaos marine armour had. Instead it was relatively neat apart from battle damage.
A fleeting memory passed her mind, the assault marines that attacked them had the same armour.

�Ah, you are awake, good� He spoke and Celestia became aware he was not wearing a helmet.
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The marine's face was....odd. There was no twisted and scarred skin, no rows of sharp pointy
teeth, in fact, he looked almost....human. '...Handsome' the thought suddenly appeared in her
mind and she crushed it immedietly. One thing that wasn�t unusual, rather wasn�t normal,
were his eyes, the pupils were slanted slits and they had a ring of purple around them. Looking at
his eyes Celestia suddenly felt heat rising throughout her body and she immediately looked
away, muttering a prayer as she did so.

He laughed, a deep, throaty and sensual sound. Celestia felt tingles all over her skin. �Your
false emperor will not help you here� He stated.

Latia growled at him and struggled to stand, still feeling very weak �Who are you vile traitor?
Where are we?�

The marine entered the room and the wall of flesh closed behind him �I am Magos Alexander,
welcome to my ship�

The sisters glared at him with intense and burning hatred as they all managed to stand on shaky
legs. Magos simply looked at them with a light smile.

�I am Sister Superior Celestia of the Order of the Valorous Heart and I demand you release us
at once!� Celestia summoned up all her strength and will and stood right up front, facing Magos
with an icy glare.

Magos reacted by chuckling a little. Rage suddenly filled Celestia as she lunged in for a strike
towards the marine with her sisters following a few seconds later. As her armoured fist was mere
centimetres away from Magos' face Celestia, and her sisters, were unexpectedly pulled back by
fleshy tentacles coming from the floor and walls. The ropes of flesh held the sisters in place,
rooting them to the ground and they did not even have the strength to struggle.

�Well, the potion worked� Magos absently commented as he looked at them in turn until his
eyes fell upon Celestia. Again the two made eye contact and Celestia again felt heat rising from
within her. She made to turn but more tentacles held her head in place. Magos moved towards
her unblinkingly until they were face to face. His armoured hand came up and a finger ran down
her cheek. Celestia tried to spit but she had nothing to do it with.

�You are very beautiful Celestia� The marine said with a lustful whisper as he continued to
stare at her. Celestia should have felt reviled, should have felt sick, she should have told Magos
to go screw himself. What she SHOULDNT have done was lean into the finger, if only in the
slightest of seconds.

�Sister Superior!� Agatha shouted at her and she was brought to the reality of the situation.
Immediately she closed her eyes and recited litanies of cleansing and purity within her head,
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trying to rid herself of the taint that was surely taking her.

She heard a sound and something fell to the fleshy floor. Curiously Celestia opened her eyes to
see Magos had taken off his gauntlet. Now with a free hand Magos ran his knuckles against her
soft cheek and Celestia resisted the urge to lean into the hand. It was difficult though. Extremely
difficult. The heat in her body now was unbearable. She wished she could strip herself of her
armour it felt so hot. Magos' hand seemed to give off such a pleasant coolness that made her
cheek tingle a little. 'Just....a little bit...only...only a touch...' She began to angle her head towards
the hand but then stopped. 'NO! I cannot! Emperor help me, I must endure!'

Magos moved his hand to brush away stray pieces of her white hair which had matted to her
head due to sweat. �I have seen many women since I had been set free but none of them can
compare to your beauty dear Celestia� Again he whispered in that lustful tone as he traced her
jawline and lips, his finger leaving a cool, tingling trail. In the far corners of her mind she
questioned that statement. Celestia Avarosa did not see herself as beautiful, did not see that her
sparkling pearly white eyes could make men fawn over her, she did not see that her face that
could so easily transition from a calm beauty to a wrathful fury could pull in any man she so
desired, that the thin scar over her left eye only added to her appearance, she did not not see that
her full, plump lips were simply made to be kissed, she did not see that her finely honed body
was so perfectly tight and soft in all the right places. No, she saw none of this. Magos did
however as he leaned in and kissed her hot neck. The action forced out the smallest of moans
despite adamant resistance.

Celestia's squad saw her predicament but could not help. All they could do was shout and yell at
the marine. The most vocal was Latia shouting profanities that would have sent her to the
Repentitas in no time. �Unhand her you grot sucking shit-head!� �Let her go now or I will
gakking shove your gakking arm up your gakking ass after I gakking tear it out!� �You-� Her
tirade, and that of her other shouting sisters, was halted by tentacles forcing themselves into their
mouths to gag them. Latia tried to bite through the thing invading her mouth but found she could
not as it continued to writhe in there and started pouring some sort of liquid down her throat. It
was somewhat thick and sweet, soothing her dried throat. In truth it was incredibly pleasant to
drink but Latia tied to force it out, only managing to spit a little through the tentacle in her
mouth.

Most of the others tried to do the same and resisted the invading appendage but Mayleena,
unnoticed at the very back, began to suck on the rope of flesh as it poured the liquid down her
throat, closing her soft, small lips around the things shaft. To her, who had been eating tasteless
gruel and dry rations since this whole campaign had begun, it was the tastiest, most satisfying
thing in the entire world. As she happily drank in the liquid she could feel the weakness in her
body vanishing, turning into a pleasant sort of lightness as if she was floating in an air of
pleasure. Her struggling stopped, her headache vanished and as she closed her eyes in bliss she
thought of nothing else but sucking more of this 'honey' down her throat.
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Magos took a moment away from sucking on Celestia's supple neck to look at they youngest
Sororitas and he smiled before kissing his way up the Sister Superiors neck, to her chin, stopping
just under her quivering lips. Those very same lips were whispering litanies of purity and such
words would have made Magos' head hurt but with how weak the conviction was behind them he
felt nothing. He tilted Celestia's head forward and hovered his lips above hers as she continued to
whisper and avoid looking at his eyes by clothing shut her own. �Do not resist� He whispered
over her �Pleasure will come to you� their lips brushed against each other and Celestia paused
her praying for a brief second �Unending, incomparable pleasure� The speed of her recital
was slowing �Simply submit, bring your delicious lips up to mine� She was shaking by this
point and the litanies were garbled. She was slipping.

Celestia felt....incredible, yet sickened at the same time. Her body was hot, steaming and her
pussy, which had never even felt a finger, was burning with an uncontrollable fire and leaking
fluid which failed to douse the heat burning in her core. Every touch from Magos induced a
pleasant coolness and she so wanted him to just put her out, to quelch the flame. Then again, she
did not want him to do that, her skin crawled and tingled at his touch and the thought that this
vile apparition of Chaos was touching her made her gag. Her Sororitas training was her defence
against Magos' perversions but each wall of faith she put up was crushed by the irresistible tide
of pleasure the subject of Chaos induced within her. Then there was his voice, his sultry words
that gave her a pleasant chill. His lips were so close to hers they were but hairs breadth apart and
it was so easy to just lean, just a little, and touch them with her own.

She did just that. Then she exploded in bliss.

It was the greatest, most intense feeling she had ever experienced. It trumped over any feeling of
success and achievement she had ever made in her life. Waves of pure, toe curling pleasure
washed over. Her body shook in small spasms and her pussy was quivering, leaking fluid at an
astonishing rate. So intense was the feeling that she wanted to scream, to yell to the very heavens
in ecstasy but with Magos raiding her mouth with his tongue she settled for a throaty, muffled
moan. Their lip lock lasted for only a brief moment before Magos pulled back and without
thinking about it Celestia leaned forward as much as she could and whimpered when she
couldn�t reach him.

Then she remembered where she was. This time she screamed and recoiled in horror.

�What have you done!?� She yelled at Magos.

He smirked and licked his shining lips �I have shown you only a fraction of what you will feel
if you submit to me�

�Gak you, you gakking piece of crox shit!� It seemed Latia had managed to spit out the tendril
in her mouth.
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Unaffected by her insults Magos went over to her, passing by Celestia without even a look. The
cannoness' heart dropped, not in fear for her fellow sister but in...disappointment, in herself.
Celestia was shocked at the feeling but found she could do nothing to prevent it. In the very back
corners of her mind, where thoughts of impurity inspired by this ordeal dwelled, she wanted
Magos to touch her again, to feel his lips on hers. Her attempts to crush these heretical thoughts
were futile so she settled for keeping them contained.

Latia was still spewing insults and threats but as Magos came closer she found it harder to do so.
She stared into his eyes, her shining silver on his deep purple, and found herself unable to speak.
Her mouth was open for an insult but instead she found herself panting and quivering under his
gaze. Her will, so fiery and strong only moments ago melted under the heat of her own body. She
could feel her sex leaking juice down her leg and she began to drool from her lolling tongue. The
only person who could see was Agatha who was to her side, the others were in front of her and
Mayleena was behind. Agatha still had a tentacle in her mouth but was looking at Latia with
wide eyes. The Will of Celestia, Latia's nickname in the squad, who was renown for her devotion
and strength of will and body, was reduced to panting bitch in but a mere glance. It frightened
Agatha.

Magos looked at the woman before him and felt in his lust grow. His crotch was becoming
uncomfortable and his instincts were shouting at him to ravish the woman. His aura of primal
lust kept growing, seeping into the Sisters and feeding off of their most darkest desires. At this
rate Magos would lose his mind in a haze of pleasure which was something he wanted to avoid
on this occasion, he needed his head clear and there was only one way to do it. Standing in front
of Latia Magos took off his other gauntlet and took a firm hold of the Sisters head, bringing her
in for a deep kiss that sent fireworks dancing across the woman�s sculpted body. The Chaos
lord could feel and hear her moaning as he sucked on her tongue and explored the inside of her
mouth with no resistance.

He pulled back for a moment and like her Sister Superior Latia whimpered at the loss of contact.
�Do you want more?� Magos whispered to her. Latia nodded, a desperate look in her eyes.
The tendrils of flesh holding her in place withdrew, freeing her but she did not move to escape or
to attack.

�Undress, take off your armour� The chaos lord demanded.

Latia hesitated for the briefest of moments but complied, proceeding to remove her armour at a
frenzied pace all the while still panting and shaking. The pieces of power armour were carelessly
discarded until Latia stood in just a white, skin tight suit that revealed her muscled form. With
Magos' eyes on her Latia suddenly felt self-conscious and dreaded his reaction, surely her body
would be reviled at, he would be sickened and discard her in prefrence of her more shapely
sisters. It was not so. With a deep growl Magos grabbed her and drew her towards him
immediately claiming her lips with his own in a messy, sloppy kiss. His hands roamed freely
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over her body, Latia offering no resistance as he explored every bit of tight and strong flesh. She
could feel her large breasts press against his chest plate and she wrapped her arms around him as
best she could, moving so that she rubbed her hard nipples against him, sending jolts of electric
all over her. His hands then found her tight ass and stayed there groping each cheek over and
over, stretching the taut globes of flesh.

Magos could feel it in his veins, the rush of adrenaline, the pumping of his hearts. He had to take
this woman now lest he lose control of his own ever hungering lust. He pulled her back slightly
so her could undo his crotch plate and let free the beast that had been trapped beneath. Latia
looked down, drawn by his actions and her eyes widened at the behemoth that came out. Twelve
inches long, as thick as her forearm and covered with pulsing veins his cock was truly godlike.
Magos pushed her down to her knees to she was facing the beast and being so close Latia could
smell his musk. It was an intense smell that made her mouth water more than it already was and
she wanted nothing more than to worship the divine rod.

�Go ahead dear sister, show me your submission� Magos once again commanded.

Latia did not hesitate this time and began to lick all over the chaos lord's cock, her inexperience
made up by her enthusiasm to please. Latia licked from base to tip, pressing her nose as deep as
she could to breathe in the heavenly scent. The taste of him was glorious and she eagerly sucked
on the shaft and used her hands at the many places where her mouth wasn�t. For his part Magos
groaned in pleasure, sure he had received better but it was good enough for him. Not wanting to
waste time with the light teasing he grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair and brought her lips to
his purple tip, thrusting his hips forward into her wet and ready mouth, though not enough to gag
her.

Latia was expecting such a move but even as wide as she had opened her jaws his meaty cock
still stretched her mouth. She did not complain though as she worked on the slick, glistening
shaft and bulbous head, sucking down the meaty pole as she moved her head forwards and
backwards, stopping to use her tongue every now and then to curl and lap at the underside of
Magos' cock. Every time she went down she would take him deeper and deeper, pausing to
breathe and relax before continuing until his head was at the back of her throat and four inches
were lodged inside of her. Latia resisted the urge to gag and held Magos in her mouth, not
moving and taking time to get accustomed to the feeling of her throat stretching to accommodate
the insertion. Her excessive amount of saliva ran down her chin, onto her breasts and down the
shaft where her hands were working the parts she couldn�t fit in her mouth. By the look of bliss
on Magos' face and the noises he was making he approved of her actions and Latia found herself
feeling very proud of this, letting off another moan which made the cock twitch in her mouth and
Magos hiss.

This continued on for a few minutes, Latia noisily slurping, sucking and licking the delicious
fuckpole as if she was in her own little world with nothing but her and the cock. Agatha, who
had a full view of the action, wanted to struggle and shout at her comrade, to tell her to wake up
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but found that she couldn�t, instead her own body was reacting, aching for the same thing Latia
was enjoying. Her thoughts of vileness and heresy were being drowned out by jealousy of her
comrade and her own base desires. She would continue to resist, but it would not be too long
before she was copying Latia and sucking on the tentacle in her mouth in place of what she truly
desired.

The others meanwhile did not know what was happening. The ever stoic and silent Maria was
deep embedded in whispering prayers to herself, closing off the world around her despite the fact
that she could feel her body burn with desire, affected by the Chaos Lord's aura. Celestia could
hear the wet slurping and moans and made a fairly accurate guess as to what was happening. And
she was jealous. Her pussy was demanding attention and she tried to rub her thighs together in
vain as her armour and the tentacles were preventing that. All she could do was whimper
pathetically, not yet willing to openly beg.

Mayleena on the other hand was already enjoying the pleasure the tentacles were giving her. She
had had her fill of the delicious honey but continued to suck and stroke the tendril, spitting the
thick juice out and letting it dribble down under her armour and cover her small frame, compared
to that of her Sisters. It felt pleasurably warm on her skin, like a heated massage oil and she let
the tendril spray her face with it's thick juice. Not feeling any resistance coming from her the
tendrils holding her moved and began to journey under her armour, finding the gaps and cracks
so they could slither in and add their loads. One tendril found a gap around her neck and it
moved down between her pert breasts, under her panties and onto the opening of her wet sweet
spot leaving a sticky trail of thick honey. Mayleena gasped as the tendril inserted itself inside and
gave a shuddering moan as it wriggled it's way further in, slowly, as if it was teasing her. Her
inner walls clamped around the apendage but it only served as an encouragement as the pink
fleshy tendril moved and wriggled away inside her. She was panting, her mouth open inviting in
another tendril which she eagerly began to suck. Both of her hands were occupied rubbing up
and down two more tentacles which periodically shot out their thick juice at her face until she
was drenched all over. Soon she was being fucked by the tentacle inside of her, plunging in deep
and pulling back out, coating her inner walls with it's juice and repeating the pattern over and
over again giving the young Sister pleasure she had never experienced before. She moaned
around the tendril in her mouth, her small lips closing around it as she could feel the fire in her
belly being stoked and put out at the same time, her quivering pussy receiving fantastic attention
from the tendril. It did not take long for her to suddenly seize up, freezing in place as a shock of
pleasure assaulted her body, from her head to her dainty toes for a blissful moment before going
away with a shuddering, gurgled moan from the girl. All strength seemed to leave her, being
replaced by a feeling of satisfaction no prayer would ever give. She sagged but was held up by
the tentacles who continued to assail her body but in her state she simply had no energy to even
help them along. Thus, she relaxed everything and settled for suckling on the one in her mouth as
the rest continued to make use of her.

Magos could see the little Sister submit so easily as Latia continued to work on his meat stick
and he smiled before sucking in a breath when Latia lightly grazed her teeth over the sensitive
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head. He could feel it coming closer now so he once again grabbed hold of the woman's head and
pulled her back. Tentacles came out from the ground and took hold of her, wrapping around her
stomach, chest and legs, lifting her considerable weight up until she was hovering eye level with
Magos.

�Open your legs�

Latia complied and opened them as wide as she could, preparing herself for what was about to
come. Magos rand his hands up her legs, again feeling her strong muscles on her shins and thighs
beneath her wet, stained suit. Magos could hardly control his lust at seeing this undoubtedly
powerful woman reduced to a quivering, panting mess. He tore the crotch of her uniform and
could see that her pink pussy lips were wide and swelled with arousal, her large clit popping out
of it's hood begging to be touched. Grabbing her hips he lined up his cock with her entrance and
slowly pushed in.

Both moaned, groaned and gasped at the insertion. Latia could feel Magos' thick manmeat split
her open and stretch her to unbelievable levels as he pushed forward and Magos groaned as her
tight, juicy quim wrapped around him like a silky vice. It seemed she was strong in all places.
Suddenly, without warning, Magos plunged six inches in and both lost their breath. Latia
struggled to suck in air as she breathlessly gasped, all the wind driven out of her as her pussy
struggled to accommodate the invader. She felt like she was being ripped apart, stretched beyond
imagining. But she also felt extremely satisfied, a fantastic feeling of fullness and completion
like no other. Seconds later she came as Magos was drawing back, dragger her inner walls with
him until only the head was inside. Her strong legs, held in the air by tentacles, spasmed and
shook with her body.

She was gasping, her mouth open and closing like a fish and Magos found it amusing. �Did you
like that my dear?�

�Yeessshhh� She gasped out as he slowly entered her.

�Do you want more?� He asked as he drew back

�Yess..� She whispered

�Then pledge yourself unto me, all of your body, your mind and your soul, give it all to me!�
Magos demanded, his face only inches from hers as he plunged in once again, seven inches this
time.

Latia squeezed her eyes shut as she clamped her vaginal walls on Magos' cock once more, her
thighs squeezing together in reaction to the heavenly thrust that speared her. Her voice was
quivering as she spoke �Yes...Yes...I give everything to you...my lord...everything...my
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body....my mind...my soul...I pledge all...to..to..to you...Aghhhhhaaaa!!� She half moaned, half
screamed as Magos pulled back and plunged in again, this time going on a steady rhythm, his
hips meeting hers and his large balls slapping against her ass. It felt so deliciously fantastic, the
way his monster forcefully parted her walls going in and tearing them apart going out.

�Ah...ah....agh!� Every thrust was forced a sharp gasp from Latia as her inner sanctum was
being pillaged over and over again. She thrust and rolled her hips to accommodate him as best as
possible but he was just so huge inside of her there was little she could do aside from moan and
accept the gift she was being bestowed.

�What are you?!� Magos yelled as he picked up the pace, the two now in a frenzied rut as he
thrust harder and faster, plunging deep into her and making the amazon woman see stars.

Latia struggled to answer through the haze of pain and pleasure that had taken over her, gasping
and garbling out an incoherent reply. Not satisfied Magos ripped more of her suit and grabbed
hold of her breast which filled even his large hand and proceeded to mauled and grope at the
flesh. It was most likely the softest part of her body but it was still firm as he played with one,
then the other, pinching her rubber hard nipples and making her firm mounds of flesh jiggle.

�What are you?� He asked again as he pulled harshly on a nipple causing Latia to choke out a
scream.

�Your slave master, I am your salve!!� She shouted in reply as Magos thrust one last time,
bending her back at an unnatural angle and pushing her huge bust forward as she felt another
orgasm rip through her sending her floating across waves of blissful pleasure, her pussy
showering Magos' cock with her juice and her mouth wide open in a silent scream. Magos also
felt his own release flow through him and he exploded into her cavern, hosing her inner walls
with thick white spurts of cum. Latia could feel the vast amount being poured into her, too much
to stay in as it overflowed out of her hole. Her masters' orgasm lasted for nearly a minute before
the flow stopped and she was left feeling incredibly full and so satisfied. Pulling out Magos
watched as his cum leaked out of the woman's quim down her beautiful ass and onto the fleshy
floor. Latia's expression was of absolute bliss, her eyes glossy and rolled back to her head with
her mouth open and a trail of drool coming out of the side. To Magos she looked absolutely
beautiful, so he made it known by clamping his lips over hers for a brief but deep kiss which
Latia lazily complied to.

Agatha, who had a full view of what her sister went through, was both horrified and incredibly
aroused. The way Latia submitted so easily frightened her, she saw Latia as the iron will of the
squadron, it's pillar of strength. To see her friend reduced to this...this..panting, drooling dog was
unnerving. Yet, at the same time, she wondered what kind of power would make Latia bend so
easily. Surely it had to be considerable to reduce her to that state, and looking at her friend now,
with her mouth being sucked dry and her state of absolute bliss, Agatha felt a little wanting. It
was a heretical thought, it should have been purged from her mind, she should have been sick
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with herself but she did none of these things. Instead, she moaned around the tentacle in her
mouth and continued to suck and lick at it.

Magos pulled back from the near comatose woman, the lust that addled his mind now receding
from his release, not that he could say the same for his hungry appendage which was still rock
solid and raging, dripping with a mix of fluids. He did not bother to cover it up letting it hang
free from it's confines as he made his way over to Mayleena. The girl was suspended in the air,
held up by flesh tendrils that continued their ministrations even as she was slipping from the
realms of consciousness from the many toe-curling orgasms she had endured.

Standing in front of her Magos lowered her until she had her feet on the ground but was still
supported by the tentacles. At this height he towered over her, his chest level with her head.
Lazily she drifted her eyes towards him and the tentacle she had been suckling on pulled out of
her mouth with a wet pop accompanied by a string of spit and tentacle juice which dripped down
her chin, adding to the thick coating already there. With the tentacles constantly showering her in
their nectar she was covered in it, her long red hair wet and sticking to her face which had layers
of the juice all over it. The liquid inside her armour was flowing out the cracks and joints, no
doubt she was swimming in her own little pool inside.

�Did you enjoy that little treat?� Magos asked as if he was speaking to a child, running his
hand over her cheeks and briefly putting a thumb in her mouth which she tried to lick and suck
on.

Mayleena nodded in response, a happy look on her face. �Do you want more?�

She nodded again, more eagerly this time. Magos laughed �You've had a lot though, I would be
spoiling you�

She made the look of a sad puppy with her lower lip in a quivering pout and her green eyes
widening to as large as she could go. �Please...� She begged.

�Alright, you can have a little bit more, if you do something for me�

�Anything!� The prospect of losing this loveley treat scared her more than any grotesque
mutant or fel daemon.

Magos chuckled again, a deep sound which sent tingles all over Mayleena. He took hold of her
wet chin and tilted her face up until she was craning her neck to look up at him as he brought his
face closer to hers �Do what your fellow sister had done, strip yourself and submit to me, give
me everything that you are�

Mayleena nodded without hesitation and worked to remove her armour but with how wet she
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was her hands slipped on occasion, however she eventually fumbled her way off the black metal
shell she was encased in. Then all of the liquid inside flowed out, drenching the floor in a
cascade of thick, sweet juice. Her white suit was drenched in liquid and the young sister had a
blush on her pale cheeks as she got on her knees and took Magos' cock in her hands. Her small,
dainty hands could barley wrap around the slick meaty pole but she tried anyway using both
hands to rub up and down, her efforts aided by how wet the cock already was. The musky smell
that had intoxicated Latia was dulled now but Mayleena could still smell hints of it flowing up
her nose, however she much preferred to taste it the way she ran her tongue from tip to base,
lapping, sucking and kissing her way through. After a few moments Magos brought the huge
head to her lips and she took in as much as she could, which was not much as the head alone
filled the cavern of her mouth. The Chaos lord felt disappointed and Mayleena could see it in his
eyes, they did not radiate pleasure.

Dread filled her heart right then and she pushed herself harder to take more in, shoving the meat
stick down her throat. It hurt her and she gagged but she didn�t care, all that was in her mind
was pleasing her master. Magos looked on, fairly impressed by her enthusiasm but he eventually
sighed and took hold of her head, pulling her off his dick before she puked all over it. He held
her up by her armpits easily with his inhuman strength bringing them eye level. She looked
afraid and tears were forming at the corners of her eyes. Magos wondered how truly young she
was. Her body was in her late teens, thin, not as shapely as her comrades and her breasts were
fairly small in comparison. However she did have her own adorable charm and Magos found
himself unable to feel disappointed for long looking at her.

�I am sorry my lord, please let my try one more time� She begged.

�Very well� The Chaos lord turned her around and tentacles shot from the floor to keep her in
the air without the need of Magos' arms. Grabbing her small hips he guided her entrance to the
tip of his penis and ripped at her garments before slowly lowering her, the large purple head
parting her small pink folds. Even as loosened and wet as she was by the tentacle the massive
meat monster was simply far too large for Mayleena as she rolled her hips and relaxed her
muscles to accommodate the thing as it forced it's way into her. Her mouth was perpetually open
in a silent, gasping scream as she was being overstuffed. The size difference between the two
was made that much more apparent when Magos' penis made an outline below Mayleena's belly,
the thick pole clearly stretching her beyond comprehension.

�Aghhhh...! Ah...Ah!� Mayleena struggled to breath as tears flowed down her cute little face.
It was....indescribable, how Magos was tearing her apart and filling her, but never had she felt so
good, so right as she was at this moment. The pain seemed to only heighten the pleasure and she
could feel herself build up another ground shaking orgasm. Buried four inches into her Magos
pulled back, Mayleena feeling like he was dragging all of her insides along with him. The
wonderful, constricting friction was pleasure for them both but Mayleena was the first to let go,
her body again seizing up, clamping even tighter around the meat stick as she rode waves of bliss
into the gates of paradise. This time she did scream in fantastic ecstasy.
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Magos was close behind her, her constricting tightness almost unbearable as her tight little
cavern gripped him beyond anything he had ever experienced. It was painful how tight she was
but to a worshipper of Slaneesh, pain was pleasure. Slowly he plunged back in accompanied by a
throaty groan as her folds wrapped around his dick once more.

�You...are...magnificent...my dear..� He gasped out as his hands went to her breasts to toy
with her nipples.

Mayleena felt her heart soar at the compliment, it felt good to please him.
�Th...thank..you..my...lord� She stuttered out, then scrunched her face as he pushed in.

Mayleena did not know how long the fucking went on for, how long Magos used her small, lithe
body to satisfy his desires. Through the haze of intoxicating pleasure she did register declaring
her ownership to him but not much else as he stuffed her up over and over again until she
became just a limp sex doll for him to use. She was exhausted and her nether regions were numb,
her eyes cloudy as Magos unleashed his final load onto her body, spraying her with thick, hot
man juice. Spurts landed everywhere, on top of her pussy, her belly, her breasts, all over her face
and inside her slack jawed mouth. She did not even have the energy to swallow as it slowly ran
down her throat. She fell into a pleasant slumber soon after.

Magos pumped the last driblets of his seed onto the sleeping sister, finder her quite adorable
splayed on a carpet of sex and tentacle juice. 'Two down, three to go' He thought as he turned his
attention to the other captured prisoners. Latia was still her back on the floor absently playing
with the puddles of cum that covered her body, seemingly too relaxed to do anything else.
Agatha was squirming against the tendrils that held her as she suckled on the one in her mouth,
drinking the juice it poured down her throat. Maria was stock still, almost a statue, as she
continued her prayers. Celestia was shaking and whimpering in desperation to be touched.

'I'll have to thank Marcelia, the drug performed marvellously' He thought as he looked at the
state the women were in. If he did not inject them with the drug as he brought them onto his ship
he doubted they would have submitted at all, even with the help of the aphrodisiac laced juice the
fleshy tendrils were pumping out. The Sisters of Battle truly deserved their reputation and as
unbending, powerful warriors but with this new tool Magos had enslaved two already with the
rest losing their resolve. The power this drug had gave the Chaos Lord an idea and a plan started
to form in his head but he put that on hold for now, he still had three beautiful women to bring
under his will.

Looking at Agatha he could feel she was prime and ready but some reluctance still remained.
Celestia was in a similar state and Magos had a thought. With a mental command the tentacles
spun Celestia and Maria around so they could see behind them. The Sister Superior widened her
eyes in shock as she saw the state of two of her soldiers, the normally headstrong Latia was on
the ground running her hands all over herself to smear the cum that splattered her body.
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Mayleena, the 'green' recruit, was sleeping contently while also covered in white spunk and
sticky juice. Celestia's pussy ached at seeing the two.

Maria tried to keep her eyes closed and her mind focused on battling the corruption that was
infecting her, making her body burn with hot desire but when she was turned around she opened
her eyes for a brief second. It was only a glance, but she saw into Magos' deep purple eyes and in
that singular moment almost all of her defences crumbled as electric pleasure shot through her,
from the base of her spine to the tips of her toes the bolt travelled and brought her to the very
edges of an orgasm, and holding her there, unable, or rather unwilling to fully finish her off. Her
body shook with spasms and Maria found herself chocking gasps as her breath was suddenly cut
short.

Magos smiled, the purple ring in his eyes dulling slightly. 'Well, it seems the drug reacts well to
chaotic energies...'

Moaning drew his attention to Agatha next to him who was looking at him with pleading eyes.
With a thought the tentacle from her mouth withdrew leaving a trail of juice in it's wake, it was
replaced by Magos' mouth as he moved in for a deep tongue kiss which Agatha eagerly
reciprocated. Celestia whimpered in want and Maria averted her eyes as the two plundered each
other's mouths with gusto.

Agatha was easily dominated in the battle of tounge's, her will melting away under Magos'
assault until she simply let him do what he wanted to her mouth complying with the twisting,
twirling actions of his wonderfully wide and strong tongue. Satisfied with her compliance Magos
pulled away, a bridge of spit still connecting them before it snapped. The tendrils rooting her
withdrew and Magos did not need to tell her what to do next, she eagerly stripped herself even
removing her skin tight suit to reveal her toned, shapely body. It was beautiful, she was slender
and curvaceous with fine, lean muscles which accentuated her form. Her breasts were perfect for
her size, firm tear-drop shaped mounds of flesh topped with rosy pink nipples. This woman was
an athlete. This woman was his.

As she was about to get on her knees Magos stopped her, she looked confused for a moment
before tentacles lifted her up by her arms and opened her legs so her wet cunny was right in his
face. He put her long legs over his shoulders, took hold of her hips and began inspecting the
inside of her thighs with his tongue and teeth, kissing, sucking and nibbling to the very edges of
her outer lips, never properly touching the flush, pink folds. The teasing made Agatha squirm
and moan, she tried to thrust her hips forward to force her cunt in his mouth but was held in
place by Magos.

�Please...please, my lord...� She begged in a whimper.

Magos decided to oblige her by plunging his tongue into her steaming, wet hole. She moaned
and sighed as she was finally receiving some pleasurable attention. His strong tongue worked it's
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way into her parting her pink petals and licking the walls of her cavern, sucking up all of her
delicious, tangy wetness. Agatha mewled under his ministrations, grinding her core against his
face with eager desperation as he devoured her cunt. Magos' hands weren�t idle, they roamed
over her strong thighs and groped at her wonderful ass with his fingers making glancing passes
over her puckered hole which made her suck her breath and thrust her hips further into his face.
His thick muscle worked her until she could handle no more, her thighs clamped around his head
as she convulsed and moaned a low, satisfied growl that lasted more a minute as she ejaculated
all over the Chaos Lord's face which he eagerly drank up.

As she came down from her wonderful high she relaxed her hold on Magos as she lost her
strength, simply sitting limply on him. He removed her legs from his shoulders and brought her
to face level, wrapping his arms around her and diving in for another kiss where he shared her
own juice which he collected in his mouth. Celestia watched as the two made out in a messy,
slurpy and wet mixing of tongue�s. Her loins stirred more fiercely, absolutely needing to be
satisfied but she could only groan and cry out in frustration as she was still held in place by
tentacles. To her side Maria was in a much worse state, open mouthed and drooling, breathing
raggedly, whimpering, shaking and groaning as she was kept on the very edges of orgasmic bliss.

Magos separated himself from Agatha's hungry mouth as he lined his cockhead with her nether
gates. He laid the purple, bulging tip against her pink, swelling lips and pushed into her
welcoming tightness. Both sighed at the contact. Agatha was not as painfully constricting as
Mayleena, nor was she as vice like as Latia. She felt more like soft velvet that wrapped around
his hard pole and urged it to go deeper, which it did. The lips of her cunt wrapped around the
cock devouring it as the hot canal worked to squeeze it down. The sensations of those fleshy
walls around his cock made Magos groan and he started to thrust his hips stuffing more of his
cock inside Agatha. The woman welcomed the stuffing as she thrust her hips in response,
wanting more of his deliciously thick meat inside of her. She could feel it so wonderfully
stretching her hole and bringing her to euphoric heights as he pounded her, thrusting in and out
over and over while also using his fingers to poke into her back door periodically eliciting a
surprised gasp from the woman.

Time dragged on for Agatha and thinking became impossible, her mind simply filled with
pleasure and ecstasy beyond anything she had ever felt before. Climax after shuddering climax
assailed her and she had long since given up matching Magos' thrust with her own, instead she
simply hung onto him for dear life as he seemed intent on turning her insides into mush. It was
not too long after she had another toe-curling orgasm that Magos gave one final thrust and
emptied his thick, warm seed into her womb. She shook, her eyes crossed and she managed one
last strangled moan before passing out with Magos still coating her insides. When he was
finished Magos pulled out of the limp woman, tentacles coming up to lower her gently to the
floor. Cum was leaking from her stuffed cunny and there was a slight bulge under her belly from
the amount Magos had unleashed on her.

Unnoticed by him Latia had watched the whole thing transpire, absently stroking her large clit as
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the lord fucked her friend into unconsciousness. When Agatha was settled on the floor and she
saw her gaping cunt leaking an almost instinctual and primal urge took hold of her and she
crawled over the Agatha's form. Magos saw her when she bumped against his leg and she looked
up at him, indicating to Agatha's wide open cunt.

�Go ahead, enjoy�

She smiled before settling herself between Agatha's legs and began to suck and devour the cum
leaking from the woman. Magos watched her, studying the musculature on her strong body and
her tight ass which was high in the air. She was a warrior and it made his loins stir watching her.
Unable to resist he bent down and planted kisses from the small of her back, travelling up her
spine and then settling on nibbling her neck while groping her hefty breasts and thrusting his still
hard cock between her heavenly buns. His armour frustrated him and he wished he could strip it
off and mould his body against hers, to feel her skin to skin, to feel the power in her body. Many
would find Latia unappealing, ugly even, but not Magos.

With his weight on her Latia's face was pressed against Agatha's leaking cunt, not that she
minded as continued to eat out the spunk inside her comrade and enjoy her masters wonderful
ministrations on her body. She loved being treated this way, being loved and adored as she
plunged into the depths of carnality. Truly she was blessed by having such a master.

�Noooo...� Celestia whimpered. When she saw Magos was finished with Agatha she was
exited and expecting him to move onto her, to finally release her of this tight knot which had
formed in her loins, but she despaired when he lavished Latia with attention and not her.

Hearing her Magos craned his head to the side and looked up at her, a few strands of Latia's
golden mane in his mouth. When he saw the desperation in her look he smirked, his eyes full of
humour at her situation. Celestia did not share this and whined and whimpered some more. With
a final squeeze of Latia's breasts Magos went over....to Maria.

The usually stoic warrior looked up at the Chaos lord, sweat matting her short black hair and her
eyes crazed with lust. When Magos was within arms reach the tentacles withdrew unbinding the
woman. Without warning she jumped onto the chaos lord wrapping her arms around his neck,
her legs around his waist and kissed him deep. Not prepared Magos stumbled backwards and
could have recovered his balance but let himself fall onto his back anyway, Maria straddling
him. Frenziedly she removed her armour until she was in her suit, then she ripped that apart
revealing her naked form. She matched her fellow Sisters' beauty in her own way, she was
curvaceous and shapely, her form accentuated by strong muscles, her breasts nearly matching
Latia's in size and her ass deliciously plump. Running his hands up her body Magos felt her
smooth skin and cupped her breasts which fitted perfectly in his hands. Maria moved his hands
to her sweet rump and leaned forward for another deep kiss. As the two battled with their mouths
Magos groped and kneaded her buxom bottom, the soft, tender flesh giving easily into his hands.
It felt amazing.
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Then Maria did something Magos did not expect, while still in their lip lock she moved her legs
and placed her feet on his erect penis and moved them, rubbing her soft arches up and down the
slick pole pressing them harder against the shaft and relaxing every now and then as she moved.
The action made Magos moan, his lust soaring in magnitude. This woman was far more lively
than her sisters were and he found himself reacting with more force, groping her ass harder,
slapping it and forcing more of his tongue into her mouth. She responded by fighting back with
her own wet muscle and roaming her hands all over Magos, scraping her nails against his bald
head.

Celestia cried out in agonized frustration. �Please, please, touch me my lord, release me from
this prison, I will swear all that I have to you! Please!� Another scream came out of her as a
sudden bolt of pleasure coursed through her body but yet not bringing her to sweet heaven �I
beg you my lord, give me release!�

Magos ignored her pleas, too occupied as he was by the ravaging beast that was Maria. Tiring of
the kiss he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her head back, the woman surprisingly resisting,
wanting more though she could not resist the strength of a space marine. Though, looking at how
she tried and the hungry grin on her face, it seemed she liked her hair being pulled.

�Tell me, do you like this slave?� He tugged on her hair and she made a noise, a cross
between a hiss and a sigh.

�Yesss...�

With his other hand he slapped her ass, hard enough to leave an angry red print, the flesh jiggling
in his wake. Maria gave a satisfied shudder and stopped the ministrations of her heavenly feet.
As much as he wanted it to continue his throbbing dock demanded something else and catching
his look Maria seemed to understand. She turned around, bending over to lavish his thick purple
head with kisses and licks, presenting her dripping cunt to an eager Chaos lord. Magos parted her
swelled pink folds with his fingers and dug deep with his tongue making Maria moan as she
sucked on her lords delicious head with her luscious lips.

Magos' hands went back to Maria's enticing ass, groping, mauling and slapping the two sweet
buns. In retaliation Maria took him deeper into her mouth and throat, working the underside of
the thick, veiny fuck tool with her tongue, twisting and twirling as best it could. The two fought
each other in a pleasurable duel, each attack bringing the opponent into euphoria, each intent on
making the other the first to submit, the first to release. Magos though had hundreds of years of
experience in his favour against Maria's crazed, carnal desires. Not that he wanted to end the
battle anytime soon though as he moaned into the wild woman's pussy as she hummed with a
third of his shaft down her throat, sending wonderful vibrations throughout his cock.

Magos launched a surprise attack, plunging his thumb in Maria's puckered ass hole right to the
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base. The surprise worked as she widened her eyes and screamed into the chaos lords cock still
in her mouth. It sent more amazing jolts of pleasure down his shaft so he continued with his
attack, wiggling his thumb on the inside producing more muffled moans from the woman. He
followed up with an assault on her nether regions with his tongue, pushing deeply into her
territory and he even added in his fingers which toyed with her throbbing clit. It soon proved too
much and Maria lost the battle, her body succumbing to Magos' attack. With her mouth now
unoccupied she howled as her orgasm coursed through her lighting up every nerve and dousing
the heat that had taken her body. At the end of the blissful experience she slumped on top of
Magos, her nose pressed to the base of his cock as she was left breathless.

Magos however was close to his own peak �Get up, use your feet!� He said with urgency as
he could feel his seed blocking up and receding painfully.

Maria went as as fast as she could bringing her legs up and placing her feet against the flesh pole.
Using her soft soles she began to rub the whole length, curling her toes when she reached the tip
and it did not take long for Magos to cum. As her toes curled over the mushroom head white, hot
jets of seed came spurting out through her dainty digits and landing all over her feet and legs.
Not wanting to waste any of it Maria placed her mouth on the head and took as many shots as
she could but Magos came with such force he filled her mouth up quicker than she could
swallow but still she kept going, the excess dribbling from the corners of her mouth. As his long
orgasm subsided Magos slumped on the fleshy floor, as breathless as Maria was only moments
before.

Celestia could hardly stand the scene in front of her as she found strength to struggle against her
bonds. Magos came so much most of Maria's lower body was covered in white sperm and a lot
was flowing down her body from her chin, spillage from her futile attempt to contain it. It
frustrated Celestia to no end that Maria was had so much yet she had nothing. Oh how she
wanted to kick away the slutty bitch and take all the delicious looking seed for herself, she
wanted to be the one to please Magos, she wanted to be the one coated in his baby juice. It would
be soon, it had to be, he had finished with Maria and her other sisters, now it was time for her.
Surely he had saved the best for last.

Magos recovered from his head spinning orgasm and saw that Maria was still on top of him
licking her feet clean of his cum. It was an erotic sight, her lips closing around her beautiful toes
and her tongue running in between them to gather up the spunk. She saw him and saw his look.
She grinned then, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she slowed down her actions, slowly licking
and sucking each of her toes leaving them wet and glistening with saliva. It was beautiful.
Behind her he saw Celestia writhing and groaning against her bonds, clearly desperate, her mind
no longer acting on rational thought. However Maria's display was just too pleasing to simply get
up and go so he settled for watching the raven haired woman as she teased him with her toes.

Celestia however was not as pleased. 'What is that bitch doing? No..no..no..no! You will NOT
keep him from me!'
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�Master� She called out to him in a sultry tone which was difficult, she had never had to use
such a tone before and in her state it was made even harder. Still, she had to do something to get
her master away from the greedy Maria.

Hearing her Magos glanced over and immediately knew what she was up to. He thought about
going to her and finishing this but looking at Maria who was now showcasing her incredible
agility by bringing her leg parallel to her body and licking the underside of her feet from sole to
toes, he could afford to delay for a bit more.

Celestia grit her teeth and tried, but failed, to calm the inferno that had consumer her body
making her ache with want. She had to have her master. She NEEDED to have him.

�Master, come, sate your hunger on my body, sheathe all of your magnificence inside me, use
me master, use me as your toy� She put effort into her plea this time, lust and want and need
lacing every word.

Magos looked at the pleading woman, looking past a beautifully toned leg, the toes of which
were in his mouth. Clearly she was more than primed and willing to descend into the depths of
debauchery and as delectable as Maria's lower appendages were he had to tend to the Sister
Superior. Reluctantly he took the lovely feet away from his mouth, Maria resisting somewhat but
she was swept aside off of him with a disappointed look on her face and an angry, searing glare
at Celestia who seemed to ignore her, too pleased as she was when Magos was finally returning
to her.

The Chaos lord stopped in front of Celestia, his purple eyes staring into her silver. Celestia felt
hot under his gaze and she squirmed, wanting to break free and simply allow herself to be
ravaged. Magos placed his hands on her armoured shoulders, looked at her one more time and
kissed her.

Then she exploded in bliss.