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The following is a 300+ pages illustrated story. all characters are over the age of 18, and the story surrounds two step-sisters that are not of actual blood connection. The story contains several dark parts and has different horror and violent aspects to it. None of which is for the purpose of cheap snuff, but rather, to depict the cruelty and merciless nature of the underground world of debauchery. The world is a fictional one, and it does not share our world's history or development.

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"Wakey wakey, bitch. It's time for Trevor to get his share of the spoils." He whispered in a hostile manner.

Firmly holding on to the whip in his right hand, he slowly approached the unconscious body of the fragile girl.

There was a reason for why he had removed the collar. 

Dying from anticipation, he wanted to savor this moment of calm before she awoke. 

His cameras were all recording. His little studio was built for this sort of gig.

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Sadie groaned. 

through the veil of a heavy headache ...

A short story to accompany "A Sister Of Battle, A Slave Of Slaanesh". (Now with pictures included!)

(WARNING: Contains Dubcon, Mind Break, and Tentacle Sex)

Sister Serena knew she should have purged the heretical text with cleansing fire the moment she set eyes upon it. But something drew her forward, closer to the black altar and the daemonic tome that lay upon its obsidian surface. Had she not been cut off from her Battle Sisters on the surface and trapped alone in this subterranean lair, she would have resisted, bolstered by their presence. But the breathless whispers she had heard since setting foot in this profane temple spoke to… deeper, hidden parts of her. Those whispers now coalesced into images at the forefront of her thoughts; promises of fulfilment she had never known and dreams made reality. Yes… the dreams. She knew of what the whispers referred to; sinful thoughts that she had kept hidden from her Order since she was a Novice, that would have seen her condemned to a Penitent Engine were they ever discovered. Lustful fantasies that crept into her mind in the dead of night as she lay alone in her cell, no matter how hard she prayed or tried to supress them. Fantasies not of simple ...

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The following is a 300+ pages illustrated story. all characters are over the age of 18, and the story surrounds two step-sisters that are not of actual blood connection. The story contains several dark parts and has different horror and violent aspects to it. None of which is for the purpose of cheap snuff, but rather, to depict the cruelty and merciless nature of the underground world of debauchery. The world is a fictional one, and it does not share our world's history or development.

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Inside Sadie's head, something else was taking place. She was in a dark space. What kept happening to her in real life translated into an extended hellscape in her dreams. But not in the aspect of pain, but purely from the visceral imagery. the taste of perversion and corruption. The universe itself raping her. Turning all of her pockets of comfort into diabolical instruments, part of the inhumane machination of her doom. As she was floating in the weightlessness of space, the only forces of gravity would be those between her and the different phallic objects ...