Blood Raider Sisterhood
Blood Raider Sisterhood
A gorgeous red haired human female in a red leather corset, black and steel glove gauntlets with matching boots, red leather panties and blood red cloak with freckled skin sits in front of a monitor displaying what could be her silver haired older matron. The communication station in which she sits is aboard an armored transport flying through space en route to some where as we can see through the Plexiglas ceiling above her. Sitting forward of the red head in the forward most chamber of the vessel are two more human femmes of similar attire to the one in the comm chair but most forward is a blond who is apparently the pilot and between them is a green haired Asian who is looking over a display of the area with controls for most of automated weapon systems surrounding her.
"We have a treat for you, Granny," the red haired femmes beams at her superior."And what have you picked up for me, child?" Granny asks of the one communicating. "I sent you for a scouting mission, Olga, not a hunt."
"We caught a wolven warrior, Granny," the pilot chimes in unbidden. "We're maybe a week out from HQ with our current condition."
"Helga!" Granny growls. "The Valkyrie was fully outfitted when you left. What happened?"
"We got attacked, venerable elder," the Asian gunner states. "It is the reason we have a wolven warrior for study. The despicable heathen attacked out vessel. I almost didn't get him in time. But his was a smaller interceptor to our miniature battle cruiser."
"Interesting, Yuriko, were there any casualties?" Granny asks.
"Only the telestar engine was injured, Granny," Olga admits. "Bugger got a lucky shot before Yuri plugged him. Tamara interrogating him now."
"Make sure he lives to stand before the Inquisition, Olga," Granny says sternly. "Pagan pirates like him need to be made an example of so the Holy Justice and Love of our Lord Jesus Christ may be exemplified to the galaxy."
"I am but a shield maiden of our Blessed Lord," Olga says piously, "if it is your Holy will that this unworthy heathen be spared our righteous wrath if the faithful so that his execution can be sanctified to serve the Power and the Glory of our Sacred Master, who am I to question."
"Excellent my dutiful daughter," Granny says with pride. "Only those sanctified by the blood of the slaughtered lamb may properly deal with the goddess heathens by way of the Holy Inquisition. You of the Blood Raider Sisterhood will be well rewarded when your come home the Vatican Imperium."
"AMEN!" All three femmes yell in Unison.
"God Speed." Granny says before termination the connection.
"You want to relay the message to Tamara or should I?" Yuriko asks of Olga.
"I'm still on her shit list since I was anointed commander of this mission." Olga says. "She might respond to you better."
"Gotcha," Yuriko says happily. "I'll start down now."
Yuriko jumps down a shaft as Helga and Olga watch.
"She's going to help her beat the crap out of that poor dog isn't she?" Helga asks with a twinge of concern. "I know they actively reject the true enlightenment of our Lord and Savior but does he really deserve..."
"Orders are orders, Helga," Olga states and interrupts her train of thought. "We shall convert them by the sword if necessary but for the salvation of all they must accept the enlightenment of Christ."
Below in the hold which serves as a temporary dungeon for this mission is a six foot tall wolf man black furred with red hair and red tiger stripes up and down his body as markings and a silver pentacle over his heart is suspended nude with a purple haired African American female in the same attire as the others cracks an energy whip against his strong back as the music of Disturbed plays in the background. To his credit the wolf only grimaces under torture as the human female smokes a cigar which she occasionally presses to his genitals. Yuriko lands behind Tamara who wheels and almost sends the neon pink energy lash of the the whip to strike her as she scowls at her sister and demands in a snarl:
"What the Hell do you want, Yuri?"
"We just got a missive from Granny, Tam," Yuriko says. "She wants this thing alive for the Inquisition to play with."
"FUCK!" Tamara yells and whips the wolf's balls furiously. "I never get to have any fun! It's not fucking fair!"
"Has the beast told us anything?" Yuriko asks.
"Just his name, rank, branch of the military he's in and his privateer license number." Tamara states. "He keeps repeating it like some kind of fucking mantra."
"Fenryx Morrigan, Gunnery Sergeant, Wolven Imperial Space Marines, Letter of Marque 8236970145." The wolf man mumbles as if on cue.
"You poor thing." Yuriko says with faux compassion while carressing his sheath and scrotum seductively before looking over at Tamara asking: "Mind if I play through?"
"You're sick, you know that?" Tamara says with mock indignation with a chuckle. "But go ahead. I wanna watch though."
Yuriko says nothing in retort but goes to work. She actually strips herself nude in front of a VERY interested Fenryx, who starts to peak through his sheath he gets so aroused. Chuckling to herself, Yuriko guides Fen's muzzle to her right breast while she masticates his scrotum and further entices his phallus out to play.
Fenryx suckles at her breasts as his member further telescopes out of its sheath as Yuri rubs her clitoris against the emerging length. When it fully erects Yuriko impales herself up on it while he continues to mumble but now its her name he speaks. Sister Yuriko breathes his name as well and rides his pole, moaning all the way to climax. Despite herself, Yuriko finds herself orgasming twice before enticing Fen to climax. Unfortunately for the humans, Yuriko's xenophilic bestiality finally tuckers Fen out and he falls asleep. Yuriko kisses Fen tenderly before opening up her abdomen and retrieving a vial of his sperm.
"This may yield some data collection." Yuriko states triumphantly as she holds up the vial and closes the door to her reconstituted womb. "Sometimes being a cyborg is a whole lot of fun."
"How much of you is still human, Yuri?" Tamara asks as she admires the naked cyborg who looks perfectly human.
"About twenty-five percent," Yuriko reports. "But it really helps in cases like this. The only problems I get truly lustful urges with males like Fenryx here. It's almost a shame to see him destroyed. Unlike some Paladins and Priests I've known this pagan knows how to fuck."
"Really?" Tamara asks and gets hearty nod from Yuri and asks: "How long is he going to be out?"
"A couple of hours," Yuriko estimates. "No more than six might be more like four. I'd let him sleep if I were you. But when he wakes, fuck him before you try to beat him up. You'd be surprised at the results."
"I'll bet," Tamara says with a smirk. "Nothing else for me to do but put the animal back in its cage. Rackbot! Get yer chrome ass over here!"
A robot that could be called humanoid only with tremendous charity rolls over on tank treads and uses industrial claws to grab the wrists and ankles of the wolven warrior before stretching him painfully taut. He is transported to a holding cell and dropped in. The unconcious form crumples to the floor not unlike a rag doll.
Five hours later he awakens but pretends to be still asleep when Tamara visits him in the buff. She engages safety protocols and he is pulled taut again as she crouches over his groin. Masturbating his manually Tamara entices his cock from its hiding and sucks on it, remarking to herself that she likes the taste of his dick.
When he is hard enough to penetrate her folds, Tamara impales herself along his length and plays ride 'em Cowgirl until he climaxes. He moans in pleasure as she fucks him but otherwise says nothing. Tamara just enjoys having a real dick between her legs for once and leaves after climaxing twice without letting him orgasm once.
Secretly he laughs when she leaves and forgets to lock the door to his cage. His restraints shock him whenever he tries to escape them but this only becomes an inconvenience eventually and before any of the humans return to lock the door to his cell, Fenryx makes his way into the hold. Once free he is dismayed at what he finds as this is the first time he has not been out of his cage while not restrained and thus can survey the area at his leisure.
The scattered remains of his scout interceptor are strewn across the hold including the lock boxes containing his personal equipment. His own DNA is the key to opening them which the humans have yet to figure out. After pulling out and donning some clothing, a pair of red boots and gloves, black pants and shirt with a silver octopus on the shirt, a silver utility belt and a headset of linked goggles and earpieces, he then proceeds to go on the offensive.
Once equipped he goes looking for something to eat. Unfortunately a carnivore like him is largely going hungry. By Vatican doctrine all of its Holy Agents are supposed to be strict vegetarians. Soy burgers just don't taste right to his tongue and they go through his digestive tract way too quickly as he soon finds out.
After a painful five minutes in the crapper he comes to the singular conclusion that in order to properly feed himself he's going to have to make meals out of the humans. Fortunately for him nature blessed him with psychic powers including the ability to make weapons of pure energy. Which is why there were no weapons to confiscate from his ship which pissed off Tamara off something fierce, that she had no new toys to play with, a fact that brings an evil smirk to Fenryx's face when he remembers it.
In fact when Tamara comes looking for another milk shake, she becomes his first victim. She practically lives in that cargo hold and since they captured Fenryx he had been her special plaything and the fact that she would alert her fellow humans to the fact that he's escaped makes the reasons for killing her all the more plain. Cooking her up and devouring her afterwards would just be cleaning up the evidence of what he had done. Of course the fact that she had practically alienated herself from the other three meant she wouldn't be missed for awhile.
Lighting in the hold was never great, it didn't need to be as it was just storage for the rest of the ship. Keeping the tofu and other necessities refrigerated was far more important than keeping the area well lit. Which means hiding in the shadows is that much easier.
Tamara actually makes things easier by walking around in the buff. The
prisoner is securely restrained so she doesn't need to worry, or so she
thinks, as she reaches for the remote to bring him to her. But then the
"secured" prisoner strikes with a blast of pure energy and knocks her out.
When she awakens, he's fucking her. The sensation of a nice warm cock between her legs and a tongue licking her tits ordinarily is a great set of feelings to wake up to, unless of course it's a hungry carnivore waking you up for your last bit of fun before he kills you and cooks you up for supper. Facts Tamara is quickly wisening up to when she awakens.
After the sinister sensation of perilous pleasure the next thing that becomes abundantly apparent to Tamara is smell. Specifically the scents she smells is cooking flesh on the grill; the galley is down here and this is why Tamara almost never needs to leave this area. Exactly what is cooking becomes horrifying obvious when Tamara turns her head: Her own arms and legs with hands and feet still attached.
Tamara at this point would have screamed if she could. But you see an apple wedged into your mouth with no real means to force it out kind of prevents one from making too many sounds and certainly not at any appreciable volume. And it's around this time she surreality watches as Fen takes a break from stuffing her with his cock and starts stuffing his face with grilled thigh and slices her foot with an energy blade he makes out of thin air the unspeakable godless heathen he proclaims it as "filet of sole" which infuriates Tamara even more.
In the two days it takes him to completely eat Tamara Fenryx uses her own DNA code to move about the ship. He learns a lot, like the where the refreshers are and who uses them. He also overhears where the ship is headed which tells him he needs to get out quick.
Although he does conjecture that he may be able to pull them off course if he takes out the pilot and who she is among the trio. Helga and Olga do almost everything together which puts a slight crimp in those plans. But he has one advantage in that they still have no idea as to where Tamara is or his status as a free roaming monster on board the ship.
Olga has been trying to reach Tamara all day for the past day with no luck. The fact that she is dead and has been devoured but the big bad wolf makes her a little hard of hearing. Fenryx has been tempted numerous times to tell her what has happened just to get her to quit calling but since since this would alert them to the fact that he's out of his cage and on the lose he just grumbles to himself that he's going to save red for last.
Yuriko searches the cargo hold and dungeon for Tamara with the intent of locking her in her own dungeon for insubordination when she finds her corpse. Fenryx had hidden it rather well, Yuriko needed to do a detailed search for the body which left the lady cyborg with insufficient mental resources to consider their other occupant of this region. In other words she forgot to check the wolf's cage and became his next victim.
Fenryx has special problems when it comes to Yuriko. The fact that only a quarter of her is organic means there is not enough meat to be bothered with killing her for food. But he can't have her running around loose so has to do something with her.
Upon looking over the list of cell types he finds one specifically for cybernetic organisms which Yurkio has turned herself into. A few quick button presses and his old cell is reconfigured to hold Yuriko and prevent her from warning the other two. Now the fun can begin.
Discovering the mutilated corpse of Tamara actually shocks Yuriko for minute and a half. During this time Fenryx is using his psionic abilities to determine what kind of psychic pulse would paralyze her long enough for him to strip her naked and drag her into the cell. Dastardly as Fen is, the wolf is not stupid but after the shock has partially subsided, Yuriko is trying to puzzle out what could have done this when she gets blasted.
The clothing the members of the Sisterhood wear are almost incredulously easy to get off. Yuriko remakes this off handedly in her mind as the additions Fen made to his cell separates her parts and contains them separately. Ultimately this includes her head as she went for the penaggalan option, something she almost regrets now as Fen gets an idea and locks her jaws open before lowering her head to his groin.
Yuriko chuckles as she knows what's coming and sticks out her pierced tongue to indicate she is not going to resist in the slightest to his intention of having her go down on him. Performing fellatio on the male is another way for her to collect data on his species. She's even willing to swallow, but this is so she can collect his sperm in another vial in throat than anything else; not something she tells him but her willingness and eagerness to blow him is cause for speculation with him.
Something that Fenryx is unaware of that Yuriko is just remembering is that
they have facilities to completely regenerate fallen sisters as long as there is enough DNA to replicate. When she gets out of this predicament she'll just replicate Tamara and they'll recapture the wolf. Thoughts such as this comfort Yuriko as she serves as a fuck toy to the wolf but there is something she is not noticing right now.
The ship is equipped with an army of repair drones to perform routine maintenance and eliminate the need for an actual crew. This monument to efficiency is the pride of the Vatican Imperium and ultimately the key to Fenryx's escape plan. Taking the codes from Yuriko's cybernetic subroutines, Fen turns these drones to the task of rebuilding his ship so he can get out of here.
As a cruel means means of entertainment Fenryx connects Yuriko to the ship's internal security monitors. But before he leaves her to collect his other two victims he makes sure all she can do is watch as he slips by the security drones. Cursing herself, Yuriko begins to admire their opponent's cunning as his ship comes together quite quickly from parts on hand as well as extras that are conveniently in storage for the ship itself.
Finding where Olga and Helga are is exceedingly easy. Every day they shower together with some heavy petting included to amuse the males who go over the tapes of what transpires on the trip. Deigning that this is a prime oppurtunity to catch them unawares, Fen chooses this moment to strike.
Hiding out from the various patrol droids, Fenryx finds the feed for he
shower and especially the reservoir of water that it recycles to was bodies with. Injecting a cocktail of chemicals into the water waiting to be heated a dark smile comes across his muzzle. Just what these additives will accomplish is that they will set the stage for what he has planned.
Mainly harmless by themselves, even mixed with normal water, it's heat that alters their properties and makes them such a potential danger. Later when the laced water was heated and absorbed by the skin it would leech out the chemical testosterone from their bodies in such a rapid fashion that an injection of this sexual chemical would be needed to maintain their bodies at normal functionality. Keen on monitoring the progress Fenryx runs a line from his goggles to the main data processing unit of the unit he is dealing with.
Nothing registers at first until Fenryx activates the virtual keyboard and through it gains access to the data stream he wants to monitor. On the lenses of his goggles he can see how the water is being treated and that foreign matter has been detected within. Protecting the progress is a high priority as he institutes an override.
Queries about his authority are raised and quickly satisfied with the codes he stole from Yuriko. Readily accepting the new protocols as valid the process proceeds uninhibited. Satisfied that his plan is following through on an acceptable timetable Fen is tempted to disengage but does not.Tapping the video surveillance system Fenryx tries to get a picture of what is going on. Giggling and steam is all he hears and sees at first. Then the compensator s kicks in and adjusts the picture.
What he sees could be classified as lesbian porn in many galactic jurisdictions. Usually sexual needs become apparent after a few minutes of exposure but Fen suspects right now the pair know they are being monitored and are pandering to that fact. Very amused none the less, Fenryx watches with great interest.
Zany only begins to describe the antics of the two women to the mind of
Fenryx who wonders if the chemicals have some hallucinogenic properties that has never been reported. Yammering about Tamara and some of the males in their organization slightly confuses Fenryx even as it amuses him. Xenophilia and talk of it however interests him greatly.
"Ever been with a non-human male?" Helga asks Olga as she fondles her breasts.
"Nope, what about you?" Olga asks in return as she also returns the fondling action.
"Not me, but apparently Yuri prefers them." Helga says as she moves her hand to Olga's clitoris.
"She can't get pregnant either." Olga relates as again she mimics the blond.
"The wolf down in the hold might be good to experiment with." Helga offers with all seriousness. "We could go through the stages of Little Red Riding Hood with a decidedly erotic bent."
"Well," Olga says in contemplation. "He would make a good big bad wolf at that. What do you think happened to Tamara?"
"Don't know and don't care," Helga states. "But I feel kinda woozy."
"Me too," Olga ascedes, "And strangely horny too. Like I need a dick between my legs."
"Why though?" Helga asks rhetorically. "This never happened before. Should we run a test on the water?"
"Not really," a decidedly male voice answers which is jarring enough that both girls turn to face where they perceive his location must be. "I know why and what you need."
"Who are you?" Helga asks fearfully.
"I know who," Olga growls, "he did this to us. It's the wolf we caught. What do you want, pervert!?!"
"The two of you actually," Fen states. "I know you have no weapons in there and if you try to do something stupid I'll seal the two of you in there and turn your power shower in a steam cooker."
"And then how would you make your escape?" Olga challenges. "Your fighter was destroyed and somehow I don't think there's enough of Yuri for you to eat."
"I'm having your maintenance drones repair my ship as we speak." Fenryx tells them. "I stole the codes from Yuriko. She's in the cage you made for me. I altered it to hold her."
Fenryx opens the door and pulls out Helga. "Without you to guide it how probable will it be that this ship will drift off course?"
"Fairly probable, I haven't added the safeguards even if I did they've glitchy lately." Helga states out of fear. "You're going to eat me aren't you?"
"Yup, I just haven't decided how yet. Unlike my more primitives cousins I like to cook my food first." Fenryx is serious about this as Helga gets wet with anticipation. She has never admitted it but this is a fetish of hers.
"Now I wonder, should I make you into stew or spit roast you?" Fenryx's goggles displays something he find interesting. "You hot tub doubles as industrial sized boiler? Well, that settles it then."
Olga knows full well what he speaks of as she was the one that designed it in case they came across a situation that required such torture or to serve as a soup kitchen for needy worlds of the Imperium. Now its going to be used to feed a monster using their pilot as the meat. As a reward for this, Fenryx starts to fuck Helga as Olga can only watch.
Helga is crying both because she is enjoying how she is getting fucked and because she is going to be eaten by the very monster that is fucking her. Then she realizes the replicator is downstairs in the hold and that Yuriko is still functioning or even alive as her thinking goes. Olga is glowering in the shower because she does not approve of all this and because she is jealous about who is getting fucked first.
Fenryx is having sex with Helga doggy or Missionary style, fondling her breasts as knots starts to form in her pussy. When he climaxes, Fenryx howls in such a way that even Yuriko down in the hold can hear him. After he climaxes he notices that the hot tub is beneath them through a Plexiglas cover.
Opening the tub is as easy as pressing a button as the top slides out of the way and reveals that the same reservoir that he dumped the drugs into is the same water he is now dropping the meat he is planning on eating although those chemicals are now in the two girls so there is no further fear of contamination although he is immune to the toxin he has perpetuated. Robotic servant droids bring all the spices and vegetable matter Fen can stand to put into his own body and puts it all into the stew. Helga's attempts at treading water only serves to help mix the ingredients quite nicely.
When Olga is pulled out of the shower by Fenryx she thinks and even hopes it is so he can throw her into the stewpot with Helga. Instead he puts a lead and collar around her neck as if making her some kind of pet. Ironically she had put the same kind of equipment on him when they caught him.Fenryx licks and suckles at Olga's tits as they watch the water in which Helga swims start to boil. Her skin reddens as she heats up while Olga tries to hit Fen in the nutsack and break free if only to save her friend. But her hand hits a metal plate apparently they are used to this sort of tactic from prey as Fen just chuckles darkly.
Despite what both girls might thought their captor actually did not set the heat as high as he could. The water is boiling but not a roiling boil; a soft steady boil needed to slow cook meat. Helga is finding it difficult to maintain her treading of water and staving off drowning.
Above her, Olga is forced to her hands and knees about an hour after Helga was dropped into the drink. Irrepressible as always, Helga makes a feeble attempt to honk Olga's breasts as Fenryx inserts his phallus into Olga's vagina. Olga moans as Fenryx takes her. which gives Helga a lustful smirk as her energy rapidly depletes from treading water.
Tears flow freely as Olga watches her friend lose the strength to keep herself afloat as her pussy is continually pounded by the prick of he wolf man that has taken her. As Helga slips beneath the surface of the water the wolf howls again as she feels his seed flood her womb. Once he finishes he takes her off the Plexiglas floor as it starts to fog up from the steam below.
Olga openly weeps when she learns the fate of the other two members of her team. Tamara being barbecued gives her a startled giggle in spite of herself as it seemed an ironic way for her to die considering how she would call herself a grill sergeant at most cook outs they attended. Yuriko's fate of being in seven parts hammers home the fact that she has little hope of being rescued from this nightmare.
After being severely restrained, Olga can only watch as Helga's lifeless and cooked body is carved up like a pot roast from a Crockpot lazy day cooker. Something in her snaps as her prospects hit her as being truly bleak. The fact that she has been completely and utterly defeated is made undeniably plain as she watches him devour her friend.
She no longer has any hope at regaining her former dignity as a Holy Warrior of the Vatican Imperium. This failure will stain her record too deeply for any recovery. If the bastard monster impregnates her it will be the final insult.
Her mind breaks as Fenryx fondles her breasts and she begins to titter with mad laughter. Only suckling her master's cock, and she actually addresses him as "Master" now as her spirit has been so severely injured that she might as well be broken, and the fact that she is now so submissive slightly disturbs her captor, calms her down and keeps her quiet. In her mind, angels scold her and call her a sinner, a satanist and worse.
After dinner, Fen fucks Olga again. This time she just lays on her back and lets Fenryx do anything he wants to her with a big grin on her face. Her mind is gone now and there is little that can be done for her. When Fenryx leads her to his Predator, she sits where he indicates and doesn't protest when he straps her in. But before that she crawled past
Yuriko's head and gave her a blank a blank smile before briefly getting up and waving good bye. Yuriko blinks with concern but there is little that she can do right now. Without saying anything to the last surviving member of this team, Fenryx flies off and leaves the Valkyrie adrift in space.