There Is Only Spank (for Super Kami Guru)

[Jinchu]

"Phoenician's Burn", the pompous battle barge, flew through the horrible and glorious un-space of warp. The gargabtum ship was colorful (all the shades of red and pink being the leading colors) and corrupted in different ways, indicating that it belonged to the followers of Chaos.



And indeed, "Phoenician's Burn" was a home of a fraction of the Emepror's Children, and an unusual one. First of all, the Lord of Excess opened them her special blessings in the form of corporal punishments, especially spankings on the bare bottom, an epitome of pain and exctasy combined; secondly, the crew of the battle barge, as numerous as it normally should be, consisted almost entirely of females, and even Astartes of the Third Legion were all women in this chapter - a result of an ancent experiment with teh gene-seed.



Their leader was Elora the Heavy-Handed, right now sitting on her comfy - even luxorious - throne. Tall amd strong, as any Astartes, she had a beautiful face, fitting for the legion's struggle for perfection, yet her grin was pretty cruel and could scare mortals with ease. Elora had an impressive mane of different colors, reaching to the middle of her back (even her helmet had a special hole for them to be in the open even in battle). Her armor bared a special tone of dark pink, matching the usual tone of her crew members' backsides; Elora's shoulder-pads even kinda resambled big femine buttocks in shpae. Though she would wear a full armor to teh battle, now her breast plate was removed and her massive, nicely shaped tits were covered jsut with the golden stars of Chaous on her nipples.



Along her side stood Maria of Many Screams - a Noise Marine and her second in command. Maria was a bit more elgant and less muscular in comparsion to her leader, her face was covered in make-up which on ancent Terra was called "gothic" - dark lipstick emphisised her sensual mouth, black mascara made her dark eyes look even bigger. Maria's head was shaved but for a tall purple mohawk, thick metal-organic tubes were leading from her throat to her armor - also dark purple, with two huge subwoofers on her shoulder pads shaped as girl's faces with mouths wide opened in a scream. Little microphones were attached to teh sides of her thighs to catch, record and empower teh cries of the girls going over her lap...


Two powerful Astartes wrre surrounded by the unborn daemonettes, slaves and cultits who were born on the ship and warshiped Slaanesh in a form of the Punishing Palm...

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Amongst the many devote followers that roamed the ship was one of many deprived cultists, known as Bellarona. She had been "acquired" on one of the warbands many raids. While fighting at first, she had soon come to embrace the teachings of Slaanesh. She now spends her days searching out more ways to display her faith towards "She Who Thirsts", which often means seeking out punishment. While there are more than enough who are willing to punish the cultist at the drop of a hat, Bellarona finds more pleasure when the pain is deserved. So she seeks out naughty acts to justify her punishments.

Luckily for her, she has the help of a trickster loving daemonette. Winyla, is a lover of pranks and is constantly looking for fools to play them on. Together, she and Bellarona managed to prank everyone on the ship, twice. Typically they are small offenses. Nothing to warrant expulsion from the warband. Yet.

Bellarona likes to show as much of her peach colored skin off as possible, so she wears very revealing and rather impractical clothing. She fits right in with her daemonette bestie. Bellarona wears a black sleeveless top which exposed her midriff as well as the tattoos running up her arms and along her back. She also wears black and pink shorts, which seem to sag no matter what belt she wears, giving those who stand behind her a good preview of what they could get their hands on. It also gives them a good shot of the chaotic tramp stamp she has. Her other tattoos consist of a symbol of chaos undivided on her shoulder, and a symbol of excess on her right boob, which she is more than happy to show off. Finally, she has her black hair cut short, curling up just below her ears.

Winyla, somehow, wears even less clothing. She always wears a dark red loincloth that only managed to cover her crotch, and just barely at that. She also wears light pink knee socks that stopped at her thighs. Nothing else adorned her body to cover her light purple skin, save for a few pericings here or there. She also has a long mane of pale white/blonde hair that fell down to her shoulder blades. She feels that clothing is impractical for battle, and also loves to keep the goods on display.


Today of all days the two had decided to play a prank on their captain. The plan was simple but decisive:

They planned to break into the captains room and place a bucket of water above the door so when the captain entered her dorm the bucket would fall and drench her. Brilliant!

They would also do some panty raiding while there.

But that wasn't the end. The bucket would get stuck on the captains head, blinding her just long enough for the two to pants her as well. After delivering a couple of hard swats to their captains tantalizing backside, they would be off.

Bellarona and Winyla knew the plan wasn't foolproof. But they were just the fools to pull it off.

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The course was set, the way more or less safe, and it was still more then enough time untill "Phoenician's Burn" reaches it's destination point (at least in a very realtive sence the time made in in the Immaterium), so Elora didn't have to stay on the captain's bridge. She stood up, smacked the plump butt of one of the slaves managing the navigation (she uttered a loud moan of mixed pain and exitement) and left the bridge, followed by Maria.



Approaching to teh captain's room, they both noticed some unusual warmth signatures inside. Even on their own ship the Astartes scanned their surrounding for possible danger, both out of habbit and because treachery wasn't uncommon among teh ranks of Chaos. But right now it was hardly the case: no signs of weapons or armor, and teh signatures seemed familiar for both of the women. Elora rolled her eys, and Maria nodded - these two probaly sneaked in to write some stupid nonsence on her papers or something...



"What are you doing here?!" Elora called sternly, opening tehd oor with one sift move...

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.... And the bucket fell on her head, splashing her in water.

"Now, now!" Cried Winyla as she and Bellarona darted out if their hiding spots. They grabbed the front and back of Elora's pants, and tugged down with all their might, but only managed to get it to come down to her thighs. Since she wasn't wearing full power armor, it was easier for the two. Otherwise they would have opened the butt flap on the back of every Astartes suit.

"Run. Run now!" Bellarona cried as she took off giggling. Winyla took off after her but not without getting a handful of her captains booty.

They ran, their pockets stuffed with as many sexy lingerie as they could get their hands/claws on and they ran.... Right into Maria standing in the doorway, who easily caught them.

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Using the superior size and strenght of the Astartes, Maria grabbed both runaways around their waists, easily lifting them in the air. "You're both in so... much... trouble..." she announced in a cold anger; her tone could be considered soth if she was a regular human, but Noise Marine's voice resonated and echoed constnatly, and the sound waves of her words hit the two bottoms like the light, yet sharp slaps.



Elora roared into the bucket in rage. she finally managed to throw it off and lloked herself over - her beautiful hair were all wet and stuck to her armor as well as breasts, the water dripped from hrer hardened nipples. her shaved and pierced pussy was full exposed as well as the perfectly shaped, buxom butt. The captainhastilly pulled her pants up and fixed her atture as much as she could. That was far, far, far from perfect!..


"Whose bright idea that was?" she roared through clenched teeth, looking at two pair of legs dangling from under Maria's arms.

[Super Kami Guru]

Both girls gave out small whimpers and moans to the sound slapping against their backsides. They squirmed in Maria's hold but could not fight her superior strength. They were left dangling from her arms, their bottoms unprotected and pointed at the enraged space marine.

Winyla couldn't help but giggle at Elora's anger. The Daemomette jovenily kicked her legs back, awaiting what was to come. "I don't know." She said acting coy.

Bellarona was holding back laughter herself. She was of course scared of the angry marine, but her Daemonette partners demeanor drew out the humor in the situation.

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Two Astartes were having much less fun, though; they weren't really mad - otherwise teh pair of pranksters might be alraedy dead - but they wanted to hear something pretty different from laughter. Elora approached to Maria and her captives and suddenly yanked the daemonette's loincloth up, making that little amount of fabric to cut roughly into Winyla's woamnhood and crack. "You are both not going to sit for days, you unborn brat, don't test my patience even more. You have one more chnace to admit whos ebright idea that was; If I don't hear the answer, you both will ahve a lenghty trip over your superior's lap... and it won't count aspart of your punishment for that idiocy.' the captain scolded.

"Last chance" Maria added, her vibrating voice once agains macking aagisnt two abrely clothed butts.

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"Ahhk!" The Daemonettes exclaimed as her revealing outfit was used against her. She squirmed as the fabric cut deep with in her, the force from one pull more than enough to excite her. But she remained unthreatened and was looking forward to such a punishment her captain described.

Bellarona, however, was growing more antsy. She was beginning to think the two may have gone too far. But she quickly shoved those thoughts away thinking about how great the coming spanking would be on her bottom.

Finally speaking up, the cultists said "You'll just have to make us then." Even though the woman couldn't see her face, she stuck her tounge out at them.

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"The human's yours, I'll take that unholy creaton of Immaterium" Elora only said to Maria. The Noise Marine let the daemonette go only to be dragged up from the floor by teh pointy ear by her captain. Elora led her to her wide, luxorious bed, sitting down and forcing Winyla over her still slightly wet lap. After the wedgie the daemonette's butt was virtually bare, so without furture ado Elora raised her arm and delivered the first smack. She didn't get teh name of Heavy-Handed for nothing!



Maria tokk a seat on teh chair looted on some ancent pompous palnet, whcih croaked under Astartes' weight. She yanked Bellarona's shorts off completely, placing her over her lap. In that position the human cultist looked like a pre-schooler over adult's knee in comparsion to Noise Marine's stature. Maria was acreful not to put too much force in teh first slap... but it was still a lot of force for sure! The little mic in her armor was just near Bellarona's mouth to ctch the sweet "music".