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	He continued to grab his prisoner by her groin, making sure to work her over so that she would not get another reprieve for a while. His other hand, free of the bolter that had occupied it, drifted to her breasts, and she began to whimper at the motions committed simultaneously on her chest and genitals. Each gasp from the Eldar became harder, more as if she was hyperventilating. Kellrick thought it most encouraging. "P-P-Please, mon-keigh, cease this now before I-"		He continued to grab his prisoner by her groin, making sure to work her over so that she would not get another reprieve for a while. His other hand, free of the bolter that had occupied it, drifted to her breasts, and she began to whimper at the motions committed simultaneously on her chest and genitals. Each gasp from the Eldar became harder, more as if she was hyperventilating. Kellrick thought it most encouraging. "P-P-Please, mon-keigh, cease this now before I-"

	A high-pitched alarm temporarily sounded-the door unlock, realized Kellrick, a moment too late- and a heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding into the APC with a small retinue of stormtroopers.		A high-pitched alarm temporarily sounded- the door unlock, realized Kellrick, a moment too late- and a heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding into the APC with a small retinue of stormtroopers.

	"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was ~~uneventfuuuu~~..." The Inquisitor's voice slowed dramatically before cutting out mid-sentence, as him and his retinue came to a rapid halt. One of the Stormtroopers muttered just loud enough for all to hear: "What in the fuck?" Kellrick froze, his ~~hand~~ clearly still clearly positioned deep in the Eldar's groin.		"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was uneventf<small>uuuu</small>..." The Inquisitor's voice slowed dramatically before cutting out mid-sentence, as him and his retinue came to a rapid halt. One of the Stormtroopers muttered just loud enough for all to hear in the silence: "<small>What in the fuck?</small>" Kellrick froze, his hands clearly still clearly positioned deep in the Eldar's groin and on her bosom.

	There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation. Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar.		There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation. Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar.

1d4chan>Yb124oaaai: /* Alternate Version: It's Heresy Time */

2022-03-14T04:09:48Z

Alternate Version: It's Heresy Time

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	Irony of ironies: Eldar are easily overwhelmed and enslaved to powerful sensations. Even being roughly dominated would quickly make them addicted to it. The most promotional hidden joke of all is that if the Imperium were less xenophobic, the Eldar would probably have been very easily made into a bunch of toys for humanity and they would genuinely LOVE and be obsessed about it! No wonder the Eldar are so bothered by mankind!		Irony of ironies: Eldar are easily overwhelmed and enslaved to powerful sensations. Even being roughly dominated would quickly make them addicted to it. The most promotional hidden joke of all is that if the Imperium were less xenophobic, the Eldar would probably have been very easily made into a bunch of toys for humanity and they would genuinely LOVE and be obsessed about it! No wonder the Eldar are so bothered by mankind!

	It's kind of a shame to see it ended where it did and not anything more satisfying, be the satisfying of something getting {{BLAM}} or having this story transferred over to somewhere [[/tg/'s Smut Index\|else]]. At the same time, it may not have been so impactful if such a story turned to such overt tones. It might leave more of an impact in a reader's mind specifically BECAUSE of this- there is definitely a temptation in the story, and rather than seeing if the protagonist falls to it or not, the choice is instead taken completely out of his hands. At least in the first version, anyway.		It's kind of a shame to see it ended where it did and not anything more satisfying, be the satisfying of something getting {{BLAM}} or having this story transferred over to somewhere [[/tg/'s Smut Index\|else]].
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	‘I will watch over you, witch,’ Kallrick forced confidence he didn’t feel into his voice – another gift of political officer training, and one that had sent many men to their deaths in the past. ‘Your transport arrives within the hour.’		‘I will watch over you, witch,’ Kallrick forced confidence he didn’t feel into his voice – another gift of political officer training, and one that had sent many men to their deaths in the past. ‘Your transport arrives within the hour.’

1d4chan>Yb124oaaai: added my own thoughts upon the story ending.

2021-11-12T03:01:49Z

added my own thoughts upon the story ending.

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	Irony of ironies: Eldar are easily overwhelmed and enslaved to powerful sensations. Even being roughly dominated would quickly make them addicted to it. The most promotional hidden joke of all is that if the Imperium were less xenophobic, the Eldar would probably have been very easily made into a bunch of toys for humanity and they would genuinely LOVE and be obsessed about it! No wonder the Eldar are so bothered by mankind!		Irony of ironies: Eldar are easily overwhelmed and enslaved to powerful sensations. Even being roughly dominated would quickly make them addicted to it. The most promotional hidden joke of all is that if the Imperium were less xenophobic, the Eldar would probably have been very easily made into a bunch of toys for humanity and they would genuinely LOVE and be obsessed about it! No wonder the Eldar are so bothered by mankind!

	It's kind of a shame to see it ended where it did and not anything more satisfying, be the satisfying of something getting {{BLAM}} or having this story transferred over to somewhere [[/tg/'s Smut Index\|else]].		It's kind of a shame to see it ended where it did and not anything more satisfying, be the satisfying of something getting {{BLAM}} or having this story transferred over to somewhere [[/tg/'s Smut Index\|else]]. At the same time, it may not have been so impactful if such a story turned to such overt tones. It might leave more of an impact in a reader's mind specifically BECAUSE of this- there is definitely a temptation in the story, and rather than seeing if the protagonist falls to it or not, the choice is instead taken completely out of his hands. At least in the first version, anyway.
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	‘I will watch over you, witch,’ Kallrick forced confidence he didn’t feel into his voice – another gift of political officer training, and one that had sent many men to their deaths in the past. ‘Your transport arrives within the hour.’		‘I will watch over you, witch,’ Kallrick forced confidence he didn’t feel into his voice – another gift of political officer training, and one that had sent many men to their deaths in the past. ‘Your transport arrives within the hour.’

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	Kellrick froze, his hand clearly still clearly positioned in the Eldar's groin. There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation.		Kellrick froze, his hand clearly still clearly positioned in the Eldar's groin. There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation.

	Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar. Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an ~~upright posture and~~ a demeanor that could best be described as guarded.		Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar. Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an a demeanor that could best be described as guarded. He bent upwards, feeling the secure brim of his cap as reassurance. He was a Commissar, after all. He could keep his cool in times of danger like these.

	"Ah, Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile with gritted teeth and more than a hint of sweat. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent ~~beyond~~ feeling up the sensuous alien- no, investigating the filthy xeno for study, ~~they~~ would understand-		"Ah, Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile with gritted teeth and more than a hint of sweat. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent... "I was simply feeling up the sensuous alien- no, investigating the filthy xeno for study... surely, you would understand-"

	The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"		The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"
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71.135.7.2: More smut, plot holes filled

2021-04-29T02:22:10Z

More smut, plot holes filled

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	His fingers slid unhindered between her thighs, much thanks to the silken smoothness of her bodysuit. Until where he finally felt her-		His fingers slid unhindered between her thighs, much thanks to the silken smoothness of her bodysuit. Until where he finally felt her pelvic region, right where her legs joined together.

	A heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding ~~out~~ with a small retinue.		The Eldar gasped as he firmly gripped her in such a compromising position, and Kellrick was enjoying every second of it. The Eldari seemed to be as well- was that a smile behind that blush of hers?

			Perhaps, he thought, this could be a merging of business and pleasure. After all, her prior moans and trembling made her quite the enticing study, in more ways than one-

			A high-pitched alarm temporarily sounded-the door unlock, realized Kellrick, several moments too late- and a heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding into the APC with a small retinue.

	"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was uneventful- What the fuck?"		"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was uneventful- What the fuck?"

71.135.7.2: grammer

2021-04-28T22:01:46Z

grammer

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	Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar. Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an upright posture and a demeanor that could best be described as guarded.		Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar. Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an upright posture and a demeanor that could best be described as guarded.

	"Ah, Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile with gritted teeth and more than a hint of sweat. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent beyond feeling up the sensuous alien- no, investigating the filthy ~~xenos~~ for study, they would understand-		"Ah, Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile with gritted teeth and more than a hint of sweat. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent beyond feeling up the sensuous alien- no, investigating the filthy xeno for study, they would understand-

	The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"		The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"
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	The captive Eldar gasped, both in surprise and sudden arousal at his forceful action. She bent over slightly, hiding her face from Kellrick's view as her soft black hair cascaded forward to thinly veil her face. Now he was in total control over her.		The captive Eldar gasped, both in surprise and sudden arousal at his forceful action. She bent over slightly, hiding her face from Kellrick's view as her soft black hair cascaded forward to thinly veil her face. Now he was in total control over her.

	He continued to experiment, running fingers down the insides of her thighs, exploring the crevice created by her bound legs. The silken material was so soft, but perhaps her skin would be softer. Kellrick traced down towards her ankles, where the bodysuit ended and bare skin began to show. It was pale and porcelain-perfect, a smooth cream.		He continued to experiment, running fingers down the insides of her thighs, exploring the crevice created by her bound legs. The silken material was so soft, but perhaps her skin would be softer. Kellrick traced down towards her ankles, where the bodysuit ended and bare skin began to show. It was pale and porcelain-perfect, a smooth cream.

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	His fingers slid unhindered between her thighs, much thanks to the silken smoothness of her bodysuit. Until where he finally felt her pelvic region, right where her legs joined together.		His fingers slid unhindered between her thighs, much thanks to the silken smoothness of her bodysuit. Until where he finally felt her pelvic region, right where her legs joined together.

	The Eldar gasped as he firmly gripped her in such a compromising position, and Kellrick was enjoying every second of it. The Eldari seemed to be as well- was that a smile behind that blush of hers?		The Eldar gasped as he firmly gripped her in such a compromising position, and Kellrick was enjoying every second of it. The Eldari seemed to be as well- was that a smile behind that blush of hers? Perhaps, he thought, this could be a merging of business and pleasure. After all, her prior moans and trembling made her quite the enticing study, in more ways than one. Perhaps more stimulation would be required for further understanding.

			A thought that felt almost treasonous overcame him: Perhaps if his other hand was empty? He paused for but a few seconds of thinking, then a few seconds more of looking over the restraints- completely secured. The wards were still up as well. She was helpless before him, after all, completely at his mercy.

			He decided to holster the bolt pistol. The Eldar's relief was evident from her face, which had risen ever so slightly with the removal of the threat. He decided to quash any ideas of clemency with his next words and actions. He would remain in control still. "This may be proving most... educational, but do know this-" and grabbed the xeno's neck to force her to look into her eyes. She looked up at him timidly, cheeks red hot. "-I don't plan on giving any further quarter."

	~~Perhaps~~, ~~he thought~~, ~~this could be a merging~~ of ~~business and pleasure. After all~~, her ~~prior moans~~ and ~~trembling made~~ her ~~quite~~ the ~~enticing study~~, in more ~~ways than one~~-		He continued to grab his prisoner by her groin, making sure to work her over so that she would not get another reprieve for a while. His other hand, free of the bolter that had occupied it, drifted to her breasts, and she began to whimper at the motions committed simultaneously on her chest and genitals. Each gasp from the Eldar became harder, more as if she was hyperventilating. Kellrick thought it most encouraging. "P-P-Please, mon-keigh, cease this now before I-"

	A high-pitched alarm temporarily sounded-the door unlock, realized Kellrick, ~~several moments~~ too late- and a heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding into the APC with a small retinue.		A high-pitched alarm temporarily sounded-the door unlock, realized Kellrick, a moment too late- and a heavy clang ensued as the door to the holding room opened. An Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos came striding into the APC with a small retinue of stormtroopers.

	"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was ~~uneventful~~- What the fuck?"		"Ah, Commissar Kellrick. I trust that your time with the xeno captive was uneventfuuuu..." The Inquisitor's voice slowed dramatically before cutting out mid-sentence, as him and his retinue came to a rapid halt. One of the Stormtroopers muttered just loud enough for all to hear: "What in the fuck?" Kellrick froze, his hand clearly still clearly positioned deep in the Eldar's groin.

	~~Kellrick froze, his hand clearly still clearly positioned in the Eldar's groin.~~ There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation.		There was a momentary pause- a calm before a cataclysmic storm. Everything stood still while all tried to comprehend the situation. Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar.

	~~Then several of the Inquisitor's entourage began to raise weapons at the Commissar.~~ Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an a demeanor that could best be described as guarded. He bent upwards, ~~feeling the secure brim of~~ his ~~cap~~ as ~~reassurance. He was a Commissar, after all. He~~ could ~~keep his cool in times of danger like these~~.		Kellrick's face, visible only to the Eldar, momentarily flashed with fear and panic, before returning to an a demeanor that could best be described as guarded. "Ah, Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile with gritted teeth and more than a hint of sweat. He bent upwards, withdrawing his fingers as nonchalantly as he could from the Eldar.

	~~"Ah~~, ~~Inquisitor Lysandros, welcome," he said through a smile~~ with ~~gritted teeth and more than~~ a ~~hint~~ of ~~sweat~~. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent... "I was simply ~~feeling up the sensuous~~ alien~~- no, investigating the filthy xeno~~ for study... surely, you ~~would~~ understand-"		He saluted, feeling the secure brim of his cap with his hand as reassurance to himself. He was a Commissar, after all. He could keep his cool in times of danger like these. Perhaps, if he simply explained his intent... "I was simply... investigating this alien for study. Weak points and such... surely, you can understand the importance of-"

	The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"		The last thing Kellrick and the Eldari prisoner heard before the various hellguns, plasma pistols and flamers destroyed them was the Inquisitor's cries of "'''HERESY'''!"
	[[Category:Warhammer_40,000]] [[Category:Stories/Warhammer 40,000]] [[Category:NSFW]]		[[Category:Warhammer_40,000]] [[Category:Stories/Warhammer 40,000]] [[Category:NSFW]]