[Various] Ciaphas Cain in deep

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This story contains: Sisters of Battle, femdom, taking virginity, hand job, blow job, voyeur, rough sex, anal, deep throat. M/F+



Report #2



My fellow Inquisitors,

This is another random excerpt taken from Commissar Ciaphas Cain’s personal journal. In this report a chaos incursion from the region of space known as the Eye of Terror had been raiding imperial planets. Cain’s military brigade was sent to deal with this. While there he had a chance encounter with a Sisters of battle unit. As you know, the Sisters is military force composed of only women. Though they don’t have the super human abilities as Space marines. They try to model themselves as such.



The area Cain was passing through would never be the same again. The once beautiful habitat city was now burned out, and showed fierce fighting door to door. Every inch of it was touch by war. Survivors were ghost in the shadows. The parks that families once went to were now scorched earth. The chaos attack showed no mercy. They wanted to subjugate the planet fast as possible. Fortunately, Imperial forces arrived in time to draw the line.



Cain was returning to his field artillery unit by hitching a ride on a military transport. He’d been acting as commissar of an infantry base till a new one could take his place. A commissar’s job was to make sure discipline, and the moral of troops was maintained in a military force. The original infantry commissar was very good at this. He also got a lashole in his back for his trouble. Cain felt sorry for the replacement. His fellow commissar seemed a little over zealous just as his predecessor was. There was nothing Cain could say to caution him without sounding like a heretic. The Commissar’s credo is The God Emperor protects. Course, Cain also followed the notion “ The Emperor helps those, who help themselves.” That’s why he’s stayed alive so long.



The route was suppose to be free of enemy forces. As the transport left the city, the sky was clearing of the smoky haze. Being away from such gloominess perked Cain up. With having nothing much to do. Cain looked out the transport’s window at the clear sky above. Thinking about all the wonderful things he’ll do once back at the base. Maybe the female soldier who likes to rack up infractions will be there waiting for him. Speaking of racks, ‘she sure has a nice one‘, thought Cain. He, and she would figure out interesting punishments together. Sometimes Cain would take her punishments for her. There was a tightness forming in his pants. Cain had to shift to get comfortable. No way to adjust his penis with a bunch of soldiers around. His day dream was disturbed by the transport’s gunner yelling,” Enemy at three o’clock. Sure enough, like birds of a bad omens. Two enemy thunder hawk planes were closing in on the transport. Unlike regular thunder hawks, the enemy’s planes were touch by the mystical forces of chaos. Giving them an appearance of life. They thought, and acted as a bird of prey. Which made them much better than a piloted thunder hawk. Also, it was harder to hit them with guns, because the chaos planes was flexible, and can change direction in mid-flight instantly. While the gunner tried to zero in on one of the thunder hawks. The other dove down like a stone for the kill. Smashing into the top of the transport with it’s landing struts shaped like claws. There was a loud awful jarring sound, and the guns fell silent. The noise of jet wash sounded like a hawk’s screech.



Cain tried to open the transport door beside him, but it was held shut by the dented roof. The armored window was loose so he tried kicking at it a few times. This allowed some wiggle room for him to slide out. Even though it was bad inside. It was more terrifying outside. Cain felt small next to the malevolent creature standing above him. It’s impossible organic eye seemed to pierce his very soul, and grip it. There was a shout, and weapons fire. Some of the soldiers were able to free themselves from the transport. This distracted the monster enough giving Cain time to recover. The thunder hawk hopped off of the transport. Jumping up, and down on the surviving soldiers. Cain made his break for it in the opposite direction. Using a long buried instinct of prey running from a predator. Cain sought cover within a grove of trees. As soon as he entered them. There was a loud crashing sound behind him , and screech of outrage. The second thunder hawk tried it’s best to swoop down on him . Cain kept running deeper into the woods till he tired out.



While catching his breath, Cain looked up at enemy thunder hawks lazily circling high above him. Waiting for him to come out of the forest. After what seemed like a long time they formed up, and took off in a easterly direction fast. A few minuets later a squad of imperial fighters flew by. Cain tried to raise them on his personal combead. The only thing he could hear was some static, and chanting of some chaos demon’s name. The marauders had somehow jammed imperial communications. Realizing that it was useless to contact anybody. Cain turned off his combed, and headed in the direction of his base.



Cain knew the road would take him to the base eventually. Hopefully, before then he’d have someone pick him up. So he started walking along the roadside near the tree line. This gave him a chance to dart into cover just in case the enemy showed up. After some time of walking. Cain noticed a patrol of soldiers ahead of him on the road. They were walking away from him in the base’s direction. He was to far away to distinguish if they were friend, or foe. As he got closer, and hopefully out of effective lasbolt range. He noticed they weren’t dressed as normal imperial soldiers. They looked like a scaled down version of space marines. The upper body, head, chest, and abdomen was heavily armored. Elsewhere there was a shapely body glove with light flex armor. It seemed a Sisters of Battle unit was ahead of him. If the description in the stories were correct. Cain kept his distance, because he did want to risk being shot running up to them. One of the sisters turned in Cain’s direction after awhile. There must have been a suit to suit communication exchange among them. Silently the patrol fell to the ground in a circle. Each pointing their weapons in the direction they were facing. Nobody moved, or said anything for the longest time. Cain took the initiative by raising his hands, and walking forward slowly. When he got close enough, one of the armored figures said,” Halt, who are you, and where do you come from?” “ I’m Commissar Ciaphas Cain. My transport was attacked a few miles back on my way to the artillery base up ahead.” There was more silence as if the Sisters were talking by suit communication again. Two sisters stood up brushing themselves off. They walked toward Cain with their weapons pointed at him. They were very large ladies, and Cain had no doubt they could fight toe to toe with him. Not that he wanted to fight them in the first place. One of the sisters reached to undo Cain’s weapon’s belt from around his waist. Cain started to protest, and lower his hands. This caused the second sister to point her barrel in his face. “Don’t move!”, she said. “Look here, I’m a Commissar! What do you think your doing!” The original sister who spoke to him still in the protective circle said, “I don’t know if that is true, or not. Communications are down. You could be the enemy for all I know. So till we get them restored. You’ll haft to be secured.” The sister who took his weapons also undone his commissar sash using it to tie his hands behind his back. Then roughly pushed him forward into the circle of sisters. Cain was embarrassed, ashamed, and was livid all at once. He was thinking of all kinds of things he’ll do to them once he was freed.



The sisters stood up from the ground. There must have been fifteen women in total. They started to undo their helmets. Each one was easy to look at, and had distinctive hair styles. Some were shaved bald while others wore their hair long in intricate patterns with beads, and tokens. The leader that Cain was casting a murderous glance at was a little bit older than most of the ladies. Maybe in her thirties, but with rejuvenation treatments, you can never really tell. Her hair was the most elaborate of the group. Cain might have found her attractive if it wasn‘t for him being treated as a prisoner. “So Commissar Cain, if that is your real name. I am Sister Mary. Sorry about the cold reception, but as I said we cannot verify who you are. This will be for your own good really.” ” I understand Sister. In my place I would do the same.”, said Cain. He was thinking about her hog tied at his feet watching her squirm.



“Sister Cindy, come over here, and check the Commissar for weapons,” said Sister Mary. A young bald Sister initiate snapped to attention. It looked like she could have created her own sonic boom from the movement. She hustled over to Cain’s side. Most Sister of Battle initiatives were aged between sixteen to eighteen, and were mostly orphans. At Cain’s age, it was hard to tell how old Sister Cindy was. She had a sweet young face with full lips. Her eyes were wide with a clear blue sparkle. He imagined her having blonde curly hair on her bald plate. Cain calmed down a little bit with her next to him. From her training she started rubbing his body for weapons. Even though it wasn’t in a sexual way. Cain started to sport a woody thinking of her grabbing it. Then she did, which cause Cain to almost double over in shock. While holding tightly unto his penis head. Sister Cindy exclaimed,” I think I found something Sister Mary!” “Really, well pull it out slowly to be examined,” said Sister Mary. The girl bent over while still holding the tip of Cain’s penis through his pants. She fumbled with his belt, and zipper. Cain looked incredibly at Sister Mary who held her finger to her lips. “Oh’ my sweet Emperor, Sister Mary. It’s some kind of fleshy member attached to him. He must be a Chaos soldier!,” exclaimed Sister Cindy. After Cain’s penis was freed from it’s prison. The other sisters where able to get a good look. Even the one’s who could have been lesbians had an approving look on their face. “What do we do?”, asked Sister Cindy in a innocent girl’s voice. Not taking her eyes off Cain’s stiffen purple member. “You need to rub it back, and forth like this,” said Sister Mary. Taking Cain’s dick, and pulling on it. He almost shot his load then. “Sometimes these Chaos soldiers carry hidden messages in this. Rubbing it back, and forth releases them. Here you try it.” Sister Cindy grabbed Cain’s shaft roughly, and started to jerk back, and fourth. “ Easy girl, not so hard. It hurts,” said Cain. “oh’ Sorry,” said Sister Cindy not realizing she was the one in charge.

While Cindy was bent over at the waist looking intently at Cain’s penis. Sister Mary said, “Why don’t you get on your knees Sister Cindy to be more comfortable. It might take some time to get the release.” The girl got down on her knees, and toes in front of Cain. She started a comfortable rhythm of jerking him off. Cain wished his hands were freed so he could grab her head, and ram his penis deep in her mouth. Behind Sister Cindy the other Sisters of battle either paired up, or were going solo. Slipping their hands under armor to play with their stiffen nipples, and wet clits. The body glove suits that they wore under the protective armor gave them the feeling of being naked, but with protection against bio hazards. Cain thought he heard a slight buzzing sound coming from Sister Mary. She looked like she had something in her hand. Moving it while under her mesh groin protection flap. Her face was flushed, eyes closed, with her mouth was gasping. She started to move her hand faster as she hit the right spot. She moved her groin in a circle motion. She bounced up, and down at her wide spread knees. Sometimes going unto her toes. Her other hand was under the armor top. Cain imagined her squeezing her breast with the nipple between her fingers. It’d look like a balloon ready to pop. What did pop was her cuming with a mind blown satisfying jerk of her lower body. It almost looked like she was ready to fall down, but she caught herself. Still with red face she took stock of the situation. Most of the sisters finished with their quick release.



Sister Cindy was still jerking off Cain. Since she was an amateur. She didn’t have the experience of knowing how to work a man’s penis yet. At one point Cain was ready to cum, but Cindy did something wrong to delay the release. Sister Mary came over to them saying “Here let me help you.” “Sister Cindy, while I rub his member. I need you to suck on the end.” said Sister Mary. looking up unsure ,”Really.” said Sister Cindy. “Yes, it will make things go faster.” Sister Cindy licked her lips, and allowed the penis head to slid into her mouth. Cain had to warn her about sucking to hard, no teeth, and to use her tongue. All the while Sister Mary had him by the shaft stimulating him the right way. Cindy’s saliva was making great lubrication. With both women working as a team Cain was feeling himself ready to cum. He said so out load in a rasping voice. Sister Mary reached over with her free hand, and grabbed Sister Cindy by her chin pulling Cain’s penis out of her mouth. With Sister Mary still jerking him off. Cain shot a massive cum load unto Sister Cindy’s face. She reacted with a loud, ”EEEEK” Falling backwards unto her ass. The cum covered one eye, part of her nose, and mouth. She was in shock reaching up to the hot discharge on her face. Thinking that she was burned, and was about to die from chaos poison. Sister Cindy tried desperately to wipe it off. Only to smear it in the attempt. Pulling her fingers away with cum stuck to them. She looked totally helpless as to what to do. The other Sisters walked up to her laughing. One produce a napkin, and bent down to wipe her face like a child. It slowly dawn on Sister Cindy it was all a joke. “Oh’ I’m going to kill you all,” she yelled. The others ran off laughing with her in pursuit holding her rifle like a club.



“Wow”, said Cain with a dumb look on his face as Sister Mary finished squeezing out the last of his cum. “ I thought you Sisters couldn’t have sex.” “We can, but don’t tell a lot of people about it. Otherwise, they’d want sexual favors all the time. Even if people talked, nobody would believe them. We pick men we like to help us out from time to time. Especially when it comes to the initiates. We use men to smarten them up, and besides, every girl want’s her first time to be with a handsome man,” said Sister Mary. “Well, I wouldn’t consider what we did to her a first time,“ said Cain . “Well, It’s a long road back to the base, If you know what I mean,” said Sister Mary with a smile. “So can you untie me now?”, asked Cain “ I would, but communications are still down. So you need to deal with it a little longer,” said Sister Mary with a little evil grin turning away to get her sisters back in order. “Your enjoying this to much,” said Cain to her back.



They finally moved out down the road at a good pace. The Sisters formed two columns at staggered intervals. So not to be a group target. Cain, and Sister Mary walked down the center of the road. From time to time one of the sister’s would look at Cain either to smile, or wink at him. They couldn’t wait for their turn. The only one to looked at him shyly was Sister Cindy. She would have a blushing look on her face, and turn away before Cain could look fully at her. Some of the other sisters seen this, and walk up to her quickly to give her advice. Which would make Cindy squeal like a school girl , and try to slap them for being annoying. Sister Mary told Cain during the march most of the Sisters were orphans, and was raised in a convent. They never were close to boys. That’s why Sister Cindy didn’t know about a male’s penis. Also the sisters eat, sleep ,train, and fight together most of the time. So when it came time for personal needs they all shared, and tried to get it whenever possible. ‘Lucky me’, thought Cain. ‘ This will be greatest sex story nobody would believe.



Everything seemed promising to make it to the base unscathed. Course, as Cain always said,” the God Emperor has a sense of humor.” The attack happen suddenly. There was a loud bellow of some strange creature. Traces of blinding light erupted from the left side of the formation. Followed by the sound of lasbots. It was an ambush, and everyone hit the deck. Two Sisters were hit by weapons fire at the start. Thanks to the formation of the patrol. Not everyone was caught in the exchange. Sister Mary called for the right side of the formation on the road to fall back into cover of the tree line. They would create a defensive network. She grabbed Cain by his bound arms pulling him along. Once behind the Sisters’ defense formation. Sister Mary called for the left side of the patrol still on the road to fall back. Something huge, and monstrous came bounding out across the road after them. It held in it’s hand some sort of device aiming it at the fleeing Sisters. At once the running Sisters, and some in the wood line froze, and fell down unmoving. Cain instantly seen this was not a good time to be hanging around. Taking off further into the woods behind him. After sometime he slowed to see if anyone followed. There was no sign of pursuit, or the Sisters. After thirty minutes he decided nobody was coming. His curiosity won out over self preservation. So he slowly made his way back to the ambush site.



The bodies of the two Sisters of Battle from the ambush were still there. Though they weren’t left in peace. Someone thought necrophilia was the best. Cain tried his best not to lose his empty stomach’s lunch. He found the rest of the other Sisters’ armor, and body gloves lying around, but no bodies, or weapons. It appeared the attackers took them away. ‘They must not be dead since their bodies weren’t left behind,’ thought Cain. Just by stroke of luck Cain found his weapons belt in the same area he left Sister Mary. It seemed to have been hastily covered by ground debris. Maybe Sister Mary knew Cain might find it. Cain pulled his knife, and spent some awkward time trying to use the edge to cut himself free. Once free Cain debated on what to do. He could go on to the base, or he could scout out the enemy’s hideout. He kept thinking about Sisters Mary, and Cindy in enemy’s hands. What they might do to them. If Cain found the base. He could report it to his command, and then they can launch a rescue. Checking his bolter Cain followed in the Enemy’s direction.



The trail the enemy left was very visible to follow. Since Cain wasn’t loaded down with burdens. He caught up with them very quickly. Making sure to stay out of site. The monstrous towering creature Cain seen before was a huge mutated Chaos Space Marine. It marched through the forest as if nothing was it’s equal. It was at the head of an enemy patrol. At one time in the distant past it was a genetically altered man that wore power armor. He fought for the Emperor’s crusade to unite the lost colonies of man through out the stars. Like always though corruption happens. This monster turned traitor accepting dark forces for personal gain. It’s body had fused with it’s armor making it one. Following him was mutated humans. Some looked normal while others sported various appendages that shouldn’t be. They had the remaining Sisters of battle bound, naked and slung over their shoulders. Couple of times Cain seen some of the mutants grab, or slap a sister’s ass making her squirm. He caught site of Sister Cindy as her bald head bob up, and down while the mutant walked with her. The Chaos patrol eventually left the woods for a clearing in a field. There sitting in the middle was a very large space ship. Cain wasn’t sure of the age, but it could have been pre heresy. Guards, and other so-called technicians came running up to the patrol. They all wanted a piece of the spoils. The women were pick up off the mutant shoulders, and passed around to be groped. The Chaos Marine bellowed an unknown language which stopped the fun. He turned heading toward the space ship. All the mutant crew followed with the Sisters lifted above their heads. Like an offering to a god.



Cain seen that no one was guarding the space ship. Chaos followers were not discipline like imperial soldiers. He chanced a sneak peek inside. At the hatch he heard the crew further down in the hanger bay. Slipping in Cain worked his way though piles of trash, and cargo till he could see what was going on. The crew formed a circle, and one by one the naked Sisters were brought to the chaos space marine. He picked them up roughly like rag dolls. Smelling them, then tossing them back to the mutant crewmen. This went on till he smelled the new initiate in the group Sister Cindy. The marine said with an eerie hiss, “virgin!“ The foul beast finally found what he was looking for. He grabbed the girl by the wrists holding her aloft in front of him. His freakishly long tongue slithered out to caress her body. Licking her face, and neck. Then playing with her breasts. The girl struggled at the grossness of it. Which made another appendage of the chaos marine begin to rise below her. The slimy smelly greenish black tongue slid down her belly. It twirled a little bit into her bellybutton. The girl kicked out with her legs to no avail. The marine was to strong, and well armored to be hurt. A hideous laugh came from him as his tongue went between her legs. Sliding between her pussy lips, and the tip touching her asshole.



The other Sisters were pushed forward into a confused huddle by the ship’s crewmen. With evil looks, and yelling an unknown language. The crew started throwing debris at them. The women ran into the bowels of the ship. The crew hooted while chasing after them. Some chose to stay to watch the fun of the marine playing with the girl. Men, and women all got aroused by the site. They undone their tattered crew suits to get busy working their swollen members. Thinking of themselves violating, or being violated.



Cain knew that there was nothing he could do to save the other sisters, but he might could save Cindy. He was looking at a loading crane next to him. He climbed into the operator’s chair. Praying the machine spirit was still loyal to the Empire. He could hear Cindy scream out loud ”NOOOOOOO! PLEASE HELP ME!” The Space Marine was still using his tongue on her. Cain learned how to operate a crane before from a previous mission. He figure the hook would be sufficient for his needs. Judging on how much cable he needed. Cain lowered the hook. Despite the crane being old, and in disrepair it silently ran without alerting any of the crew. Maybe the machine spirit saw it chance for revenge against traitors. Cain turned the crane to one side then turned it to the other which caused the large metal hook to swing. It connected with the Space marine with a loud crack of metal. Taking him off the floor, and flying till he hit the far side of the space ship’s cargo bay.



When the hook connected with the Chaos Space Marine he dropped Cindy from it’s stunned hands. His tongue was pulled out of her asshole while he traveled through the air. The mutant crew was stunned silent at what just happen. Then heads started to explode from Cain’s bolter. He ran up to the naked prone form of Sister Cindy. She didn’t respond as he pulled on her arm to get her up. While pointing his gun at the mutant crew he slapped her to bring her back the present. This caused her to blink, and look around. Cain grabbed her by the arm again, and pulled on her feet to follow him. As they raced toward the hatch opening. They could hear the Marine bellow out from behind them. Apparently the crane hook wasn’t enough to finish him. Cain spotted some unattended hover cycles. He jumped on one and started it up. Sister Cindy jumped on the back, and hugged up tightly to him. Cain launched the cycle into full speed out the hatch before the other cycles exploded. The Marine found it’s bolter, and was determined Cain didn’t escape. Cain flew around the field clearing trying to find a trail through the woods. A Bolter round caught the back of the cycle causing it to careen in a full circle. Sister Cindy was screaming with her eyes closed, and digging her finger nails into Cain’s midriff. With a Jarring drop Cain was able to sit the cycle down without turning it over. Both he, and Cindy jumped off running through the woods.



After they couldn’t run any more. They sat down to catch their breath. Cain seen Sister Cindy’s nude form was flushed red from exertion. Her heaving chest caused her size B up turned breast to wiggle a little. She didn’t seem ashamed to be nude in front of him. Probably to grateful to be alive to care. Cindy looked at Cain, and said, ”Now what do we do Commissar Cain?” She didn’t have enough experience in life to know. She looked frightened, and looked to Cain for answers. Cain raised his arm, and she came to sit next to him trembling. Putting her knees up to her chest, and placing her head on his. He held unto her for the longest time.



There was a crashing sound through the woods. A loud hideous bellow of “Virgin!” was coming from where Cain, and Cindy left their break area. Cain knew they could not outrun the monster. They would need food, and rest while the creature wouldn’t. There was only one thing that could be done to get it off their trail, and hopefully lose interest. When Cain thought they were far enough. He turned to Sister Cindy. “Do you trust me enough to keep this monster from following us?” asked Cain. “Yes,” said Cindy looking him in the eyes. Cain walked up to her sliding his arms around her. She stiffened a little bit, but softened up. Cain placed his lips unto hers feeling the softness of them. He kissed her while rubbing her bare back softly. He took his tongue opening her lips to explore hers. After a bit, he lowered his mouth to kiss down her chin to her neck. Nuzzling around both sides, and under her ears. Cain lowered his right hand to her firm ass squeezing it. His index finger was long enough to stray into the sticky outside of her anus. He slid further down picking up her leg at the left thigh. Cindy wrapped her leg around Cain’s waist. He could rub her thigh to her ass smoothly. Cain’s other hand started to rub softly the middle of Cindy’s lower back at the spine. This whole action caused her to tighten her arms around him. It also caused her pussy to swell.



Cain lowered his head kissing, and licking Cindy’s chest. Making sure to lick, suck, and nibble her swollen areolas. He slid his left hand up her body to work on her right nipple while his mouth played with the other. This caused Cindy to grab his head tightly pulling him to her. She was opening, and closing her mouth. Sucking on her bottom lip. Cain was feeling his penis swelling, and ready to burst from his pants. He lowered his mouth further kissing Cindy’s teenage flat stomach. He felt her tremble from being ticklish. Getting on his knees. Cain brought his hands down sliding them over her thighs. Then past her inner thighs to grab unto both ass checks kneading them. His face finally reached the bush line. Seeing that she was truly a blonde. Her pussy lips were swollen open. The smell of a woman was unmistakable. Cain put the tip of his tongue into her vagina folds. Bringing it up to catch the soft pink clitoris. The hair was rough on his tongue, and there was a salty tang taste. Yet it wasn’t unpleasant to him. Cain lapped up, and down making the bush even more wetter. He brought his hands back around, and grabbed Cindy by her ankles. Squeezing on them pretending his hands were shackles. That must have been his BDSM side coming out. Maybe later when they both escape to safety. Cain then slid his hands up Cindy’s bare legs. Squeezing, and kneading the muscles along the way. He stopped at her hips. Where she took his hands into hers. Interlocking the fingers together. Cain ate Cindy out while she was standing . A combination of pussy juice, and saliva slid down her legs. Cindy let out a slight moan of, ”Yes, right there.” Cain worked on that spot till her lower body jerked, and she squirted female love juice on his face.



Cain stood up, and embraced Cindy with a passionate kiss. This time she was warmed up. Seeking his tongue sucking on it. It did not mater that he just explored her with it. Cain started to undo his shirt while they kissed. Cindy followed Cain’s example , and kissed him down his chest. Teasing his nipples with her teeth. Cain lowered his pants to the ground. Cindy latch unto his penis like she was starving. She got on her knees, and toes bobbing her head up, and down. She looked up at Cain to see his reaction. He smiled down at her showing his approval. Cain felt he was going to explode soon. So he pulled his penis out of her mouth. Gently pushed Cindy backwards unto her back. He spread her legs wide. His purple penis throbbed even more harder knowing what’s to happen next. It was very rare to deflower a virgin. Cain thanked the Emperor for this gift as he slid into her. He felt the resistance of Cindy’s unused pussy. She let out a slight ”Oh” My!”, and tightened her arms around his back. He set a rhythm of pumping his penis in, and out of her. She was clawing his back from pleasure. Soon the roughness smooth out. Both of the lovers wanted to show their enthusiasm for the other.



Cain had Cindy get on her hands, and knees so he could take her from behind. He grabbed her by the hips pulling her back, and forth unto his penis. Cindy was grabbing one of her breast. Cain reached grabbing the other. She started shouting out loud, ”Yes,Yes,Yes! It’s so good!” Something came over Cain. He slap her ass grabbing a handful. Wishing she had longer hair to pull on. He then pulled his redden penis out of her pussy, and started to rub it on crack of her tail bone. He would have released then, but a thought of something better happened. Cain grabbed Cindy by the arm spinning her around to face him. He slid his penis into her open gasping mouth back to her throat. Cain deep throated her till he shot his load down her throat. Cindy’s face was red, and she needed air. On his way out he told her to suck out the post cum from his penis. Which she did obediently. Afterwards, They were spent from love making, and trials of the day. Cindy climbed into Cain’s arms to fall asleep. Both lovers were looking like Adam, and Eve in the garden.



There was a bright flash followed by a loud boom. The ground shook causing everything to shake. There was giant mushroom shaped cloud rising up past the tree canopy into the sky. Cain, and Cindy woke up startled. It was good timing the explosion happened. Not because them being close by. It was because the Chaos Space Marine had almost silently crept up on Cain, and Cindy. It’s would almost seem impossible such a brute could be so quite, but that was how he was made. The Marine bellowed with rage. Cain, and Cindy ran for their lives. If the terrain was flat without obstructions the Maine would have caught them easy by his super human speed. Fortunately, there was plenty of obstructions that made the Marine slow down, but he was getting faster. The part of the forest Cain, and Cindy were running in open up suddenly into a field. There wasn’t enough time to change direction with the brute on their heels. They dashed across it hoping to make it to the other side. Cindy tripped, and dived head long into the ground. She slid spread eagle through the long grass. Cain stopped, and ran back to try picking her up. It was too late.. The Marine covered the distance in seconds. He plowed into Cain with a glancing blow from his shoulder guard. This cause Cain to spin around off his feet unto the ground. Both hurt, and disoriented. Cain, and Cindy rolled unto their backs. They watch helplessly as the Chaos Space Marine stood over them. He raised his left leg to step down on Cain. Just then the Marine’s upper body exploded in a puff of vapor. Blood splattered the helpless couple. The marine’s lower body froze on one leg. It slowly topple over.



There was a jet engine sound that was all to familiar to Cain. Rolling his eyes without moving his body. He seen a normal looking Thunder hawk above his head. Cain slowly rose up thankful for no broken bones. He walked over to Cindy helping her up. There was a slight scratch, and bruise on her head. Her bare chest, knees, and elbows had scratches too. They weren’t serious. The thunder hank landed close by. The assault ramp opened up, and a squad of Imperial Space Marines came pounding out to secure the area. One Marine who was a captain by his rank insignia walked up to Cain. “You must be Commissar Cain?” “Yes, I am. How did you find me?,” Cain asked. “ Once the enemy frigate was destroyed normal communications resume. We were able to trace you by your comebead,” said the Captain. “Well, thank you for saving us, and good job destroying the ship.” said Cain holding up a worn out Cindy to keep her from falling down. “Oh’ we didn’t destroy the ship ourselves,” said the Space marine turning to the thunder hank. Standing at the top of the assault ramp was a naked, and proud Sister Mary. She had some bruises, and scratches, but looked okay. “ I’ve been around long enough to know how to take out a space ship,” she said. Since Cain, and Cindy were speechless. “I see you’ve taken care of my young initiate was well,” said Sister Mary looking at Cain, and Cindy’s red stained privates. “ Maybe you can brief me about it,” said Sister Mary with a smile. “Sure, a long hard briefing with the three of us sounds good.” said Cain. “Captain is there a place on the thunder hawk that me, and the Sisters of battle can debrief in private?” asked Cain. “Yes, we have a guest lounge that you can use,” said the Captain who misunderstood the humans’ real reason for the room. Since Space Marines weren’t made that way.

 

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