The Divine Sedition [Complete]

Chapter 32 Bjorn Muller Reacts to the News of Markus Bauer’s Rescue

Bjorn Muller was lying in bed, sipping space Cognac on his private quarters of The Terran Council’s Armed forces base, on the tiny Martian moon called Phobos. Next to him were two beautiful sleeping female twins, named Greta and Magda, who had always been Bjorn’s favourite mistresses/prostitutes.  When the conception and birth of Greta and Magda were approved, they had had their genetics DNA specially modified to suit the taste of Bjorn Muller and other important House Muller members. As such, they were designed to have the perfect genetics DNA arrangement for beautiful North European female appearance while also having an elevated s*x drive to ensure that they enjoyed the field of work they were expected to take part in. While people on Earth were not technically slaves and were free to choose whatever job they wanted, their preselected genetic abilities and the threat of deportation to Mars made most people follow and accept the path assigned to them by the ruling class.

Bjorn Muller had always enjoyed Greta and Magda’s companies in the past, but all of that had changed when he first came across the magnificently beautiful and mesmerising Keila, four years earlier. Something about her had changed him. His desire to dominate and own her physically, combined with her alluring and wickedly seductive rebellious nature, had led to him taking her as a hostage, repeatedly and shamelessly r****g her while also denying his own immorality. His self-convincing false sense of righteousness combined with a fake pretence and a high ego had resulted in catastrophic events that followed. Since Keila assassinated Bjorn’s grandfather, Hans Muller a few weeks after her escape from Bjorn, he had never dared to speak to anyone about his disturbing emotions for her, and it had slowly torn him apart. To see the corpse of Keila had not helped these feelings, and instead, he had constant nightmares of Keila coming after him from the afterlife, horrors he knew was totally ridiculous, and yet he couldn’t get rid of them.

Bjorn decided to send the sweet and obliging but boring twins, Greta, and Magda back to Earth. He had lost interest in them, and he had been consuming large amounts of s****l enhancement drugs, to copulate with them in the past few days. Having s*x with them was significant as it would be rude to his father not to accept his birthday gift, as his father had spent a lot of Terran credits paying for these mistresses, but more importantly, Bjorn needed to prove to his other relatives that he was still very virile.

Bjorn decided to ask his father to send a few concubines from House Rashid territory to replace Greta and Magda. The House Rashid’s women were of Mediterranean/Middle Eastern looks, and this would remind him more of Keila and could give him more satisfaction, especially in satisfying his desire to dominate. He could imagine that his father would not be particularly happy about the request, but he would grant it. While s*x between the different races on Earth was not encouraged within House Muller, it was not taboo like it was to have s*x with Martians or other extra-terrestrials.

When he opened the computer, he was met with an email from his superior in the Terran Council Armed Forces, Admiral Max Wellington:

 “Good News Bjorn. As it turns out the chief scientist on your vessel Markus Bauer, was not killed when the science bay dislodged after the explosion. Instead, he survived and was taken hostage by pirates. He has now been freed from the pirates and is en route to our base on Phobos to partake in the debriefing after the incident. Best Regards. Admiral Max Wellington” 

Reading this Bjorn felt an uncontrollable bout of anger and smashed the monitor with his hand so hard, he started bleeding. Greta and Magda looked at him with shock, and he screamed at them.

Bjorn Muller:

-          Get out of here and go back to Earth you filthy whores! Or you’ll be next!

Knowing better than arguing with Bjorn, they gathered their clothes and quickly left his private quarters.