The Collapse Ch. 01

I didn't say anything. Really, what could I say anyway that would make any difference to him. Things were the way they were and this was how things were going to be. His hand drifted up to my breast and lingered on my nipple as he went to sleep. I don't know how long I lay there until I went to sleep myself but I do recall thinking about my family and hoping that they were safe and fed back at home. And I realized that what I was doing was saving my family and I need to think about them and not just me.

Come the morning when I woke up he was still sleeping. I eased myself out of the bed trying not to wake him up. Picking up my robe I put it on and then quietly left his room and made my way to my room. Once inside I close the door, dropped my robe, and got into the shower. All I wanted to do was to make myself clean. I stayed in the shower a good long time until my fingers were starting to prune up and the water was starting to get cold. When I got out of the shower I dried off and put on some of the nice powder that Maggie had left in the room for me. Leaving the bathroom and going back into my bedroom I found a tray of breakfast waiting for me. Despite the events of the evening before I could not argue the fact that I was really hungry. The eggs and the piece of steak and the fresh fruit did not last long.

Feeling better from the breakfast I got on some clothes and went to leave my room. It was kind of surprised me when I found the door locked from the outside. I tried the doorknob a couple of times and it still wouldn't turn. I realize that slaves are not free to walk around anywhere they want to go and I turned around and sat on the bed. Looking around the room I saw a black window on the wall and I wondered if this was a way out. When I touched it the thing started to hum and after a moment it came on and I realized it was like a TV. The only thing was that the pictures looked real and not flat like they did on a regular TV. It looked like he could reach out and touch the things that were on the TV. There didn't seem to be any control for the TV and I wondered if it was one of those things that was controlled by your voice. I spoke to it and nothing happened. The program that was on was a horrible thing that had men on it killing each other. The men who were wearing shiny armor and who had the nice looking weapons were the good guys and the men were running around in just shorts and shirts were supposed to be the bad guys. I didn't see any of the good guys get killed and at the end of the program all of the bad guys were dead and an announcer tallied up how many bad guys were killed by each good guy. I don't think this is something I would want to watch again.

I think it was about an hour before I heard the door unlock and Maggie opened the door. "Amy, sweetheart, why don't you come with me and I'll show you a few things that you can do around the house with me, okay?" I nodded and said, "Yes ma'am."

Maggie took me to the kitchen and put me to work washing the dishes. It was the dishes for Mr. Evans and then for his hired hands too, so there were a lot of dishes to do. I didn't need to be asked to do the pots and pans because I figured that was just part of the job. I was just finishing up cleaning a frying pan when Mr. Evans came into the kitchen.

"Good morning Amy, you look like you're doing well this morning."

"Yes sir, I am."

He smiled. "That's good to hear. I was hoping you wouldn't have any hard feelings about last night."

Did it matter what my feelings were?

"No sir, I understand how things have to be." Nodding, he said, "Good. Now I've got a lot of work to do and I'll be back in the afternoon to have some lunch and I'll see you then." He gave me a kiss and a pat on my butt before he left.

Maggie came back into the room. "Amy, it looks like you made him happy. That's a good thing, girl. You keep making him happy and he'll keep you around here."

We went back to work at doing chores and there was the occasional small talk between us about where I grew up and where she grew up and how things were before the Collapse. All too soon it was time to get lunch ready and Maggie told me to go get a nice dress on so it looked nice when I was serving Mr. Evans. I went back to my bedroom and found the dress that was modest enough to make me happy but it looked nice enough to make Maggie happy too.

When Mr. Evans got home we had a nice lunch put out for him and he told us all about his business for the morning. After he finished up his luncheon put down his napkin he told Maggie that he was ready for some dessert and she nodded at him and excused herself. I thought she was going to go get some dessert for him. Mr. Evans pushed away from the table and says to me, "Amy, why don't you come over here where I can get a better look at you?" I did as I was told and walked over to him. His hands went right to my breasts and he pulled me close to kiss him. I made sure to kiss him back because I realized it was important to make him happy. He pulled me into his lap and then undid my dress down to my waist. He pulled it off of my shoulders until I was bare above my waist. His kisses went everywhere on my face, on my neck, my shoulders, and of course my breasts. This went on for a few minutes and then he motioned for me to stand up.

"Come on, girl, you got some work to do." He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom. He closed the door behind us and I heard him lock it.

"Get that dress off and get on the bed." I did what I was told and laid back on the bed watching him get undressed. His shirt came off first and exposed a mix of dark hair and gray hair on his chest. Then his pants came off and I got to see his cock for the first time. Unconsciously, I reached a hand down to my pussy wondering how his cock could fit in there. He saw what I was feeling at the moment.

"You're wanting me aren't you?" He said.

"Yes sir." That wasn't really what I was thinking, but Maggie's words hung in my ear and I went along.

Getting on the bed he pulled my ankles apart and just like the night before he got between my legs and lay down on top of me. "Can't disappoint you can I?" He said this as he started kissing my lips while his hand drifted down between my legs. I felt his fingers go inside me and I was a little dry at first but my body responded to him and soon the dryness was gone. There was no warning when he pulled his finger from me and his cock slipped just inside me. I gasped at the sudden intrusion and he kissed me. He pushed more of himself into me and I spread my legs wider to let him in. He was soon fully involved with me and I wasn't complaining. Unlike the night before he didn't go slowly, he was pushing fast and deep with each thrust and he pulled himself up on me to get deeper.

Oh, that did it!

I grasped at him with my arms and legs, pulling him in as close as I could. My body pulling and caressing his from inside of me, squeezing him, trying to satisfy this new need of mine. I felt my pussy begin to convulse and then his pounding at my body exploded my very first orgasm all over me as if it were fire and water all in one. In my pure joy I was lost to the world and was only vaguely aware as his cock throbbed and I felt the now familiar 'flick' inside me that meant that he was done. He fell onto me and kissed me and I kissed him back, his body still moving and throbbing inside me. His movements evoked more pleasure from my pussy and every squeeze it made had him catching his breath. The tremors in both of our bodies quieted and he finally pulled himself from me and, like before, I felt a gush of fluid come out of my pussy.

I was out of breath and exhausted and didn't really notice as he got up. He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and then let himself out of the room, closing the door behind him. Sleep overcame me quite easily and the time slipped by.

The next thing I knew Maggie was gently shaking me, trying to wake me up.

"Amy, come on, get up."

"What's up, Maggie?"

She looked at me and shook her head. "Get up and get some clothes on and come down and help me get dinner on, it's almost three and you're not going to sleep away the whole day."

I took a few minutes in the bathroom to clean myself up and then got my dress back on. I got down to the kitchen as fast as I could and got right to helping Maggie. While we were peeling some apples for a pie I felt another gob of fluid come out of me and it went 'splat!' on the floor. Maggie looked down at it and then looked up at me and smiled.

"He spermed you good, didn't he?" She smiled as she said this.

I looked at her quizzically. "Spermed? I don't get it. What's that mean?"

She shook her head. "You really don't know, do you? Didn't you learn about sex in your family?" "Sex was a dirty thing and no one ever talked about it. Grandpa said that God would reveal everything to everyone in due time but that no one needed to bring up stuff like that. He said it wasn't decent."

Maggie put her peeler down and shook her head. "Sweetie, then you're going to learn it all the hard way. When he's been fucking you did you feel him pump something into you down there?"

"Yeah, I did."

She nodded. "That's his sperm. He puts it in you and that's how he puts a baby in you. It makes you pregnant and that's going to happen sooner or later with him giving you all that attention." I have no idea what else she said. All I heard was 'pregnant' and my mind went racing thinking about the women I knew who had been pregnant and then had babies. I put it all together and realized that they had all had sex! Even that preachy Mrs. Anders must have had sex! And she acted all pious and everything and then she was having sex! Right after that I realized that if I was having sex then Maggie was right that I would be having a baby sooner or later.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about Mr. Evans and sex and babies. Again and again I found my hand wander onto my belly thinking about the baby that would sooner or later be in there. I also found myself thinking about the feelings I was having and how part of me was looking forward to the next time Mr. Evans came for me. I had a number of thoughts about sex but all of them kept coming back to the emptiness that I felt after Mr. Evans would pull away from my body. There was a big part of me that looked forward to him getting between my legs and filling me up again with his cock. I liked the feel of his skin on mine and I like the feeling of something alive inside of me, drawing pleasure from me, giving pleasure back to me, and making me feel things I had never felt before. There was another part of me that felt very flattered that Mr. Evans wanted to have a baby with me.

Like every girl growing up I had thought about what it would be like to be a mother and I played with dolls and wondered about them being babies. Now for the first time in my life I was contemplating what it would be like to have a real baby and I was reconciling all of my old ideas about what it was like to be a mother and a wife with the facts of sex that I had learned in the last day or so.

The evening wore on and Mr. Evans did not come back for dinner. Maggie told me that one of the men had passed on to her that Mr. Evans had come across the tribe of people escaping old California and he was trying to trade with them because they had some tech that he wanted. We left the apple pie untouched because it was Mr. Evans favorite and Maggie said that he would want some when he finally got home. We did go ahead and eat dinner and then clean up afterwards. Maggie told me to go clean up for the evening I went and took a shower and freshened up. We set up for a while and she let me have some coffee which she said was very rare these days but she remembered when people used to give away almost for free.

As she was drinking the coffee it was like she became younger and she started talking about the old days before the Collapse. She told me about all of the different man she used to date and how she had lived with a couple of men but had never been married and had never gotten pregnant. She said back then they used to have a thing called birth control but that after the Collapse all of the birth control tech stopped being made and it wasn't so many years later that they ran out of it. She said there were a lot of people back then who really didn't like birth control and she said it had to do with something called abortion. I didn't know what 'abortion' meant and I didn't ask because it seemed to bother Maggie. She laughed when she said that when the time finally came for her to want to have a baby she wasn't able to because between her birth control and all the men she had been with something it happened to her and she just couldn't have a baby. I could tell that made her sad. She looked down at the table and smiled and then looked up at me saying, "Well, you're just going to have to have the babies for both of us aren't you?" I guess I would.

When it was time to go to bed Maggie told me it would be best if I slept in Mr. Evans room because she knew he would want to find me there. She walked me to Mr. Evans room said good night to me and I could hear her lock the door after I got in there. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and did my usual things before going to bed. I took off my dress and carefully folded it and placed it on a chair that was in the bedroom. Naked, I pulled back the soft cotton sheets and slipped between them and shortly fell asleep. Sometime during the night Mr. Evans did come home and he quietly got into the bed with me. I woke up as he pressed up against me, his skin still cold from the night air. My back was to him and I felt him fit up against me, spooning me. I tensed when his hand came up to my belly and then moved up to my breasts. My nipples reacted all on their own when his hands wandered to them in his fingers caressed them. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too and I felt a warmth start between my legs and spread up into my belly. My breasts felt warm as he touched them. It wasn't long before I felt his cock pressing into the small of my back. His hand went to my hip and pulled me back against his body and he sighed with obvious pleasure as he did this. He went to kiss my neck but my hair was in the way, so I pulled it up for him and was rewarded as he began to kiss on my neck and my shoulder. I felt him thrust at me and I couldn't help but arch my back a little and push my butt back at him.

His hand came up to my face and pulled me over to face him and he kissed me on the lips. I started to roll over onto my back but he stopped me. His hand went down to my knee and pulled my leg up a bit, I understood what he wanted me to do and I put my leg back over his legs. His cock was now up against my pussy he started gently pushing it back and forth, making me slick with my juices. This went on for a little while and every now and then I'd have that sense of urgency that made me push back at him and I'd feel him try to get his cock into me. Finally, he took me by the hip and pulled back at me as his cock pushed at me. I felt him get a little into me and then he pushed really hard and I gasped with the sudden fullness in my body even though I knew to expect it. He set his hips in motion with a slow, deliberate pace. Unlike the first two times he had been with me this time he stayed deep inside of me, yet still managed to stroke back and forth into my body. His hand reached around to mine and then he took my hand and made me feel where the two of us were coming together. I could feel his slickened cock move back and forth between my fingers, driving in and out of my body. It was warm and smooth yet somehow it was also hard. I felt around my pussy and could not believe how stretched out I was. I'd never imagined that something so small would be able to fit something so big. He moved my hand with his then his fingers sought out my body down there. He knew exactly where to go and he pressed his fingers on that very special part of me. It was too much! In just an instant I felt my body convulse with ecstasy and I heard myself moaning in pleasure. His fingers dug deeper into me so did his cock. I pushed back at him as hard as I wanted to feel more of this amazing pleasure that he was creating in my body.

Stroke after stroke he pushed into me. His hips would push it me and I felt his cock drive deeply into me only to have him pull back then I would push back at him as he would drive himself and to me yet again. He was no longer having sex with me because we were now having sex with each other. Another wave of pleasure ran over me and I pulled up my leg higher to feel more of his flesh inside me. His pumping into me became more deliberate I could hear both of us breathing harder. With every thrust he was now hitting the very deepest inside of my pussy and a part of me was disappointed that he couldn't get deeper!

I was so very close, I so wanted him, I so needed him to complete what he was doing inside of me.

I was jolted by pleasure felt my belly seize up at the same time he gave me one more deep thrust and then he froze inside of me. I froze with him wanting to feel every last sensation, not wanting to miss a thing. I felt the throb start inside of his body and passed the full length of his cock up into me. The flick I had been feeling before was replaced with what I now knew was a spurt inside of me. I gasped again with the thought of his sperm surging into my fertile body. He shot into me again, pulled himself back, and then thrust deep into me then I felt another shot surge in to me. He held me tight against his body and I lost count of the pulses that throbbed into me. It was so much that I could feel the weight of it inside me and it freely poured out of me onto my legs.

Our moment behind us we both slowly relaxed and the pulses inside my body ebbed. He stayed inside me letting his hands wander over my body and he was kissing me on my back. Things got quiet between the two of us and he just held me as we both caught our breath. I felt getting smaller inside of me and a tinge of sadness crossed my mind as the moment came to an end. His body slipped from mine and I went to get up to go clean myself but he held on to me tightly making it clear that I wasn't going anywhere.

I surrendered to his will and stayed where I was, his sperm spilling out of my body and onto the sheets beneath us.

Sleep caught up to him quickly and I could tell from his breathing that it was a deep sleep. I lay there in his arms, his warmth still pressed against me, thinking about what had transpired between us thinking about what could be happening right at that moment inside my body. There was also a satisfaction I was feeling from being the object of his desire, the focus of his pleasure, and him the focus of mine. It took me a while to get to sleep, but sleep I did.

I woke up again at some point during the night and was momentarily disoriented trying to figure out where I was and what was happening. When I came to my senses I realized he was already inside me gently thrusting into me. I felt the comfort from his attention even while not feeling the hungering desire I had felt earlier in the evening. I was content to let him hold me and take me and after few minutes I took some satisfaction in feeling him empty himself into me again. Sleep soon reclaimed me and once again I didn't notice when he got up in the morning and left.

When I awoke it was still early enough that Maggie had not come looking for me. I took the opportunity to get myself out of bed and into the shower. Getting out of the bed I was not surprised when a dribble of fluid ran down my leg. I caught it with my hand and took a moment to study it. It was white, a little lumpy in places, and very sticky. The thought also registered in my mind that this stuff could have already made me a mother. A chill went up my spine as I contemplated all that this could mean and then at the same time I also found it somewhat exciting to think of Mr. Evans filling me with his child.