Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 06

"Ya know," Douglas commented as they walked down the hall, reaching out to feel up Faye's left breast, "I never had a girl with puffy nipples like that," he rolled her nipple in his fingers as he spoke.

"Glad I could help," Faye muttered disdainfully.

Douglas laughed. "You really don't know when to shut up, do you? You might live longer if you try." They reached his room and the first thing he did was handcuff her hands to a bar on the side wall of the room and then hang her leash on a hook in the wall just above it. Faye just didn't have it in her to put up any kind of resistance. She simply leaned up against the wall as Douglas disrobed behind her. Then she felt him nuzzle up behind her with his cock rubbing up against the cleft of her ass. "Try and relax," he told her in a surprisingly calm and soothing voice.

Faye squeaked when she felt something cold and slippery dribble onto her butt and ooze down her crack. Then she recognized it as oil and felt the warmth of it being worked into her ass and up her back passage. She whimpered as her ass was lubed up and she knew what he was going to do. To be taken like this by a man was humiliating for her even after the debacle that she was forced to endure. She sobbed in dismay.

"Relax," he told her again. "I'll be as gentle as possible."

"How magnanimous of you," Faye bitterly replied. He slapped her on the ass for the quip and she yelped and bit her lip.

"Such a big word for a common wasteland slave to be using," Douglas commented as he brought his cock up and gently pressed into her ass, slowly penetrating her until he was buried up inside of her all the way. Faye couldn't help but wince, and whine, and tense up as she felt every inch of his cock burrow into her.

"I... came... from... a... bunker." Faye said through grit teeth once he was done pushing his member up her ass.

"Ah, another Flare Survivor," Douglas commented as he reached to the side and came up with a ball gag. "But you still need to learn that this is not the past anymore. This is the future and this is reality. Now shaddup." He looped it over her head and yanked back, forcing the gag into her mouth and latching it behind her head. Once it was secured, his hands dropped down to her breasts where he proceeded to knead them and pinch her nipples. "Mmmmm, yes, very nice," he murmured as he played with her. He kept a firm hold on her breasts while he fucked her up the ass. Faye had to grab the railing for support as he pounded her from behind. He was quick and she felt his hot cum fill her bowels not long after he started.

"Come on," he growled, unhooking her from the wall and throwing her onto the bed. "I'd fuck you more but I've had a long night. I'll take you again in the morning." She mumbled something in defiance and he spanked her hard until she started another round of crying. There she stayed until she finally cried herself to sleep.

***

CHAPTER 58: Government Intervention

Faye was so put out the day after that she openly defied Luther by refusing to do anything for him. This resulted in her being back in the bar on one of the stages, on all fours, with a fucking machine behind her ramming her pussy hard and fast while her nipples were clamped and the patrons all threw tabs at her. The day after that, she refused to even get out of bed so it was back to the bar with a fucking machine and this time her tits hooked up to a milker. She screamed in pain as her breasts were pumped for fluid that she didn't have while the machine was ramped up to fuck her harder. Faye screamed out obscenities at everyone to the point that she was eventually kept gagged.

This went on for a week and Faye's mood degenerated with each day that went on. She wanted out of here and Luther kept her chained to the bed each night after he fucked her. The only pleasure she derived outside of the orgasms that were forced upon her by him on pain of death was the fact that he was getting frustrated with her.

At the end of the week, Luther gagged her, cuffed her hands behind her back, and took her to somewhere other than the bar. That shocked Faye. Instead she was taken to the large town hall in the center of Corning. Up on the top floor in a central room that looked more like a harem than anything else, were a group of men who were all talking. She recognized Cameron at first which meant... No! Faye's mind screamed when she saw Amy kneeling next to him with her hands cuffed behind her back, a blindfold on, and a ball gag stuffed in her mouth.

"Ah, good evening, Luther. And this must be the infamous Freckles," a gentleman in a suit said as Luther entered with her. He beckoned for Luther to hand over her leash. He did so and stepped aside with his arms folded. "Do you know who I am? I'm the Judge. I decide the punishments for everyone around here. To my left is our esteemed President and to my right is our Lawman. We run this town and you've been making quite the stir." He reached up and caressed Faye's cheek with the back of his hand and Faye flinched away.

Judge smiled. "Still insolent, I see. Well, we'll see if you'll be more complaint after tonight." When Faye rolled her eyes, he chuckled. "Don't think so, huh? Well, for starters. We are all each going to have a turn with you." His voice then turned from playful to hard. "Then we're all going to bang your wife here."

"MMPH!" Faye exclaimed behind the gag as she looked over at Amy who made no reaction. That's when Faye noticed that Amy had some earplugs in as well. Amy couldn't hear anything that was being said and had no idea what was coming. Faye shook her head violently and thrashed about when President and Lawman flanked her, bent her face down over a table, and lashed her arms and legs down to each corner. At one of the other six's gesture, Cameron led Amy over to a nearby bed that was close to where Faye was tied down to. There, he proceeded to lash her down spread-eagled on the bed. She probably thinks that it's only Cameron that'll be fucking her. She has no clue!

"Oh... and one more thing..." President said once they were done tying Faye down. "Both of your RadRoot supplements are being terminated today. Should either one of you become pregnant with our kids, you're going to be in a breeder and milking stockade until you come to term. Faye screamed her dismay at that as Judge cozied up behind her with his cock already poised for her pussy. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her. Judge was slightly flaccid at first but hardened up with the first couple of thrusts into her spread opening. He fucked her hard and fast until a bit of precum came out of his cock before pulling out and moving over to the bed.

Faye was shaking her head wildly in every direction, refusing to believe that this was even happening to her and Amy even as Lawman then came up and speared her pussy with his cock. That got Faye to grunt in discomfort as he was a bit bigger. Meanwhile, Judge was over on the bed mounting Amy. He called for Faye's attention and Lawman grabbed her head and forced her to watch as Judge's cock sank into her wife. Faye wailed in dismay even as Amy gasped, sighed, and arched her back in response. Lawman then spread Faye open and penetrated her with his cock.

It was like a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from, Faye thought, as Lawman grabbed her hips and fucked her hard and deep from behind. She could do nothing but hang her head and cry as Lawman ruthlessly pounded her until his cum flooded into her. Sobbing in defeat, Faye just felt the fight ebb from her body. As President took his turn with Faye, while Judge finished up inside of Amy while Lawman was forcing a blowjob from her to get hard again, Faye felt hollow inside and just wanted to die.

It was a feeling that grew in the pit of her stomach as each of the Council members took their turn with her as well. At some time she figured that Cameron and Luther had her as well. One man was just the same as another after a while as they gangbanged both her and her wife with ruthless, evil intent. Eventually, Faye just started tuning them all out until she went catatonic with one fleeting thought in her mind; they'd won... they'd broken her.

*

"Well, fuck..." One of the Councilmen said after he was done with Faye a second time. "It's no fun if they tune out like this." They'd been fucking the girls for hours and while the bleach blonde was still responsive and had cum a few times, the redhead was just lying there like a dead fish to the point they had to make sure she still had a pulse.

"What good is a slave with no fight in them?" another one asked.

"Well, tell you all what," Judge said, thinking it over. "We have a group of slaves that have become problem children for us all. We'd been preparing public punishment for weeks now so let's just toss these two in with the rest?"

"Well wait a damn minute!" Luther said. "I paid good tabs for mine! What if she decides to check out for good at Double P?"

"You'll get a slave for free at the next auction," Judge said. "We'll even let you have first pick, okay?"

"Alright," Luther begrudgingly agreed.

President checked his watch. "Well then, let's get going. We're running late.

*

Amy was sore from the multitude of men that had taken her. At first, she'd thought it was just Master and a friend of his but then it soon became apparent to her as another man took her soon after the previous man and spent inside of her. She was a bit loopy and out of it when Master took her blindfold and earplugs off her. That feeling got sobered up real quick when she saw Faye's still and broken form tied down to a nearby table with rivulets of cum streaming from between her legs. She let out a cry of anguish at seeing her wife in such a state. Oh my God! They made her watch! She realized with horror.

Master dispassionately leashed her and dragged her to her feet. "Let's go." He said. "You and your wife are going to Public Punishment." He told her. "Take this lesson to heart if you and your wife survive." He said as he led her to the door. The other men in the room already had Faye on her feet and they clipped Amy's leash to the back of Faye's collar.

"If?" Amy couldn't help but squeak.

"Yes. IF." Cameron reiterated. Then Amy and Faye were marched out the door.

***

CHAPTER 59: Deliverance.

An hour later, a cheer rose from the men in the crowd as a Faye and Amy, among a row of slaves to be punished today, were hauled out from a side room. Just like when they'd been auctioned off, each one of them had their neck placed into a noose to keep them in place. Once that was done, The Judge came out and motioned for people to settle down. "CRUSADERS!" Judge said in a loud voice for all to hear as he raised his hands up high. "Today, we dispense justice! Today, we show you what the price for insolence and insubordination is! Some of these women here before you are to be punished for not accepting their new way of life. Some will be given the opportunity to properly repent. Those who can not, or will not, repent their old-world ways to accept their new standing... will be cast aside."

Amy felt wetness on her cheeks as she cried. Deep down she knew that Faye wouldn't do it. She'd die before she'd willingly submit to a man. Judge was droning on and Amy lost interest. She looked over at Faye, who was already slumped down in her own noose with the rope cutting into her neck. "Faye! No!" she whispered. Faye didn't move and Amy wasn't sure if she was already unconscious or if she'd truly given up and wanted to just end it all. "No baby! Don't do it! Live! Please? For me?"

"Rest assured," Judge was saying, "your old, pre-Flare standard of living is over! The United States is over! WE," he proclaimed, "are the ones here in charge!"

A shot rang out from across the town square, causing Amy to jump in surprise. The back of Judge's head blew out, splatting blood and gore all over the place. Amy gasped, looking in wide-eyed shock as Judge's body hit on his knees and then pitched over. A second shot cracked across the square. The President's head jerked to the side and crumpled to the stage. Another shot and Lawman was down. Another, and Luther's head snapped back from where he'd been trying to get Faye on her feet. He rebounded off the back wall of the stage to fall down on the floor dead.

Then members of the so-called "Council" started dropping. Then there were explosions all around town. The whole square was in chaos as the Crusaders scrambled for whatever cover they could find. Bruce had rushed the stage along with the owners of the other girls. Bruce then suddenly pitched forward, skidding to a stop at Amy's feet. She gaped down at her Master, noticing the hole in his back and the expanding pool of blood underneath of him. Her Master, she knew, was dead. But in the confusion, she didn't know if that made her free or not. Would she just be auctioned off again?

Across the square at the top of a building, two massive columns of fire appeared and a man in black with a billowing cape behind him stood tall and proud as he began to yell:

"My sire is a comet, my dam a cosmic wind. God wept when he first saw me, but Satan merely grinned, I live on a mountain, a mountain made of gold, with a temper that is hot and a heart that is cold. I issue my orders. I make known my demands. I then sit back and watch my reach expand!"

Amy was transfixed on this man. Did he just do this all by himself? He was still talking; "I rob and I plunder. I kill and I loot. I stealthily sneak up, and then suddenly I will shoot. I never forget and I never forgive. I will never relent as long as my enemies live! A riddle and an enigma wrapped up in a puzzle or two. What man fits this specification? The King of Outlaws, that's who! I burn brighter than a nova, I stand taller than trees, I shout louder than the thunder, and flow deeper than the seas. Some say that I'm a hundred, some say that I'm more. Some say that I'll live forever, this outlaw commodore!"

"Who am I who brings you pain?" the man asked them all. "No one else. For I... AM CAINE!"

The town square was dead silent as Caine chambered another round in his rifle. The raiders all rocked back as they waited to be the next one gunned down. "LAY DOWN YOUR ARMS AND SURRENDER!" Caine commanded them. It worked. The raiders closest to the building dropped his hunting rifle and slowly put his hands up above his head and dropped to his knees in surrender. Then another one close by followed suit. Then it was a ripple effect outward as each and every raider laid down arms, put their hands folded on top of their heads, and knelt down to signal that they gave up.

As he savored the moment, the Lincoln Scouts rushed in from their hiding spots and from where they had gathered around the town. They began shouting orders at the raiders to stay down while some of the civilians that they'd brought with them started gathering dropped weapons just in case a raider got any ideas. Caine saw one twitch the wrong way and he brought his rifle up, fired, and put the man down. "Do not even think about growing a brain cell right now!" he yelled at them. "I have no problem mowing the lot of you down for the atrocities that you have committed!"

When Caine got to the stage, he shouldered his assault rifle, took out his combat knife, and started cutting the slaves free.

"I remember you," Amy said as he cut her loose. Now that he was closer and she could see his face, the recognition hit her in full force. "I saw you alongside the road right after we were taken from the cryo vault."

"Yeah," Caine nodded. "I remember you too. Your hair is pretty unique." He glanced over at the Faye. He jerked his head in her direction. "She with you, I take it?" he asked as he moved over to cut the redhead loose.

Amy nodded. "She's my wife." She looked choked up. "She's... been through a lot to protect me."

"Well," Caine said, cutting her loose and then bearing her weight to ease her down. "She can recover properly back in Lincoln." He handed the Faye off to Amy's care.

"Caine!" one of the invaders called out as he was coming up to the stage with three men in tow. "We've identified these guys as the remaining leaders after your... uh... work... has left them in charge. They wanted to talk to you face-to-face."

Caine eyed them. "Is this true?"

"Yes," the lead man said. "Caine... we were high up in the Crusader's commanders. We want you to know that we're behind you and we can personally guarantee that no one here will oppose your rule here."

"Yeah?" Caine asked as he noticed some rustlings in the crowd. "I can guarantee that as well." He brought his assault rifle to bear and fired a single round through the man's forehead. It went through him and the two men behind him. They all fell like dominoes while both Amy and the other man just gaped at their bodies and then at Caine.

"You really think that I'm going to let people like that live?" Caine asked rhetorically to the soldier as he walked past him and to the edge of the stage. "Let me make myself PERFECTLY CLEAR!" Caine yelled at them. "You better pray to whatever GOD you believe in for mercy because I sure as fucking hell won't if I discover that you've mistreated these women! If you were a benevolent master to them, then I might consider letting you live! If not, then may I suggest that you take a knife and slit your bellies in ritual suicide because that's going to be quicker than what I'M going to do to you!"

Much to Amy's shock, many of the raiders did just that. The mass suicide was unbelievable and Amy then turned her attention to Faye. "Oh come on, Faye, wake up. Please? Don't leave me!"

One of the invaders knelt next to her. "She's pretty bad. We got a hospital over in Lincoln that can fix her up." He looked over his shoulder and waved for one of his compatriots to come over. A man with a big red cross on his hat rushed over and started administering first aid to Faye.

*

Faye woke up to someone stroking her hand and forearm. "Amy?" she whispered in her delirium.

"Shhh," Amy's voice replied in a soothing voice. Faye felt her hair being patted down by Amy's gentle touch. "Relax, love, you've been out of it for three days now."

"Three... days?" Faye's eyes bolted open and she looked around in fear. "Who? What?" she felt panic grip her chest. "Where are we?" Her eyes fell onto Amy, who was fully clothed and looking at her with concern. "Where am I? Was it all a dream?" To be honest, she thought she was dead. Maybe the whole thing was a dream that she was waking up from?

"Hush. Relax." Amy said, standing up and hugging Faye. "We're in Lincoln. You're at the hospital that they have setup here. You've been through a horrible ordeal!"

Faye looked herself over; she was wearing a hospital gown but she could feel the welts from the whips, and the canes, and the riding crops that had been inflicted upon her. "God, I was hoping that it'd been a dream." That meant... she realized with a sob... that her and Amy both had been gang raped back in Corning.

"Relax," Amy said again, trying to soothe her. "You're safe now. We were rescued from Corning by a man named Caine." Amy then related the whole story to Faye as to what happened when Faye passed out. "And don't worry about getting pregnant. They gave us both RadRoot when we got here to counteract anything that the Crusaders did to us."

An hour later, the very man who they were talking about popped his head in the room. "Hello? Amy?" he said with a concerned look on his face. "I wanted to stop by to see if your wife was up yet?"

"She just came to not too long ago." Amy replied with a genuine smile.

"YOU!" Faye gasped in wide-eyed horror. "YOU were at the bar that night we were first publicly punished, Mister Douglas! You were the one that fucked me up the ass that night when Luther forced me to entertain you!"