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Novinate Carla stood before her Inquisitor, listening to him intently as he spoke, he had captured a xenos target, but did not have time to deal with it, so he was entrusting her to break them, a role that filled her hear with pride... Maybe if she did good, he would contact a convent about inducting her into the holy sisterhood? A chance denied to her for so long by cruel fate, leaving her an orphan of her old convent, the only survivor of a Tyranid invasion.
With righteous zeal in her heart, she made it down into the Inquisitors dungeons, the moans and cries of the suffering like music to her ears, each one a sinner against the god Emperor, worthy of their fate.
She reached the allotted cell, unfurling the neural whip from her side as she activated the lumens and stepped inside, what sort of Xeno's awaited her? A proud Aeldari? A bulky Kin? Maybe even a Genestealer cultists.
She was disappointed to see the half naked blue figure before her, a T'au, this would prove no challenge to one such as her. Hung from chains, her hooves barely touching the ground, she was a well muscles example of her species, thick hips, strong glutes, six pack, impressive delts, she was unaware the T'au could have such an impressive physic.
Shaking the thought from her mind, she uncurled her whip, the multiple tines sparking with energy as she stepped behind noting the T'au's back was a collection of scars, she was unaware the Xeno's practiced corporal punishment, she had heard they did more mental tortures, biting her lip, she trails a finger along one of the scars, wondering if the story behind it.
"Like what you see?" The T'au spoke in shockingly good gothic, looking over her shoulder with amusement in her brownish orange eyes, her hair was shaved at the temples, pulled back into a messy bun.
Carla's face coloured as the whip lashes out. "Speak not of such things beast! My task is to break you for the glory of the God Emperor!" Sparks flaring as the whip discharged into the Xeno's back, the T'au jerking in her chains and letting out a strangled laugh.
"You think you can break me gu'vasa? Hee, not even my teachers could break me, try as they might, but your cute, so I'll put on a show for you." She wiggles her rear at Clara, earning another lash.
Carla felt her face colour, how dare this Xeno's taunt her so! The whip lashes out again and again, the T'au moaning with each blow, insighting Clara's rage to higher and higher levels.
Stopping, she stormed around to the front of the prisoner, grabbing her chin, thumb pressing down on her dark blue lip. "Do you think to mock me Xeno's! To taunt me with such lewd cries!"
What happened next sent Clara's heart hammering in her chest as the T'au sucked on the thumb, nibbling it with her square teeth as she fluttered her eyes at her. "But sister, I could show you so much fun." She purred.
Carla felt a burning in her lions as she backs up, pulling her hand free. "Degenerate." She spat, the T'au smirking.
"Come one, I can practically smell it on you." Her nasal slit flaring. "Oh, I have a name, Kor'va for short, what's you name cutie?"
Carla felt a mix of disgust.... But something else, something she had never felt before, her heart hammering in her ears as she struggled to breath. "This s-s-sesion is over." She snapped, storming out.
"Laaaaater." Kor'va called after her, the voice almost mocking as Carla stormed her way to her quarters, stripping down as she then stood under a cold shower, a course bristled scrubbing brush rubbing her skin harshly as she tried to cleanse the encounter from her body.... But her mind kept coming back to that well sculpted blue form....