Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 03

"Sorry... I'm... uh... kinda new at this whole Retributionist thing... and maybe I'm a bit old fashioned from what my mom and dad had taught me about the old world not having slaves," Adam admitted sheepishly. He couldn't help but notice that her eyes were flicking down every so often at his hardness that was sticking up between them. "Yeah, okay," he finally said. "I'll take you as my slave and I promise that I'll protect you as much as I can." He glanced down at his cock. "I guess we should take care of this then, hm?"

"Allow me, Master." Mary said happily as she crawled forward to kneel between his legs. She brought a hand up to cup his balls while her mouth descended upon his cock. Adam leaned back and sighed as her lips wrapped around his shaft and traveled downward. She gave him head for a minute until she pulled away and looked up at him. "If Master will permit me some indulgence?" she asked with a bat of her eyelashes.

"Indulge away," he croaked out.

Mary stood up and climbed up onto his lap, straddling his cock and lowering herself down. His cock slid easily into her hot, tight pussy. Both of them sighed as one. She placed her hands around his neck and proceeded to grind against him; gyrating her hips back and forth. Every time she'd sink back down onto his hardness, the tips of her breasts would graze against his rock-hard, muscular chest. When she got a good rhythm going, she brought her delicate hands down to place just underneath of his pectorals. Then she flicked her thumbnails upwards to graze across his nipples.

"Oh damn..." he groaned. He'd never had that done to him before. Maybe I've been missing out on having a sex slave all these years... he thought as Mary fucked him. He had to admit that it felt really good and he couldn't help but picture him ordering Mary to go down on Tanya. Adam groaned inwardly at that mental image. Their own ready and willing slave to fuck whenever and wherever they wanted to.

Unable to help himself, Adam's hand shot up and grabbed Mary's neck from behind. Her breath caught and they locked eyes as she saw the primal change within him. "Yes, Master," she huskily breathed, gyrating her hips even faster, "fuck me. Fuck your little slave."

Adam was on his feet right as Mary brought her legs around his midsection while wrapping her arms back around his neck to keep herself up. Adam grabbed her ass and squeezed hard as he plastered her up against the nearest wall. He bucked against her, hips pumping furiously into hers as he took the reins in their lover's embrace. Mary shouted with ecstasy with every time he drove his cock into her; the roughness of his skin rubbing up against her smooth inner thighs and sensitive pussy. Mary was screaming to the heavens a moment later as she came hard with her second orgasm.

Mary was then continuing to scream as the sensitivity of her body reached overload status and the continual thrusting prolonged her pleasure to the point of it being damn near painful for her. She clutched his body for dear life as he reached his peak and his cum started to flow within her. Her pussy was already milking his cock for every drop even before it gushed into her. Adam reached back up to grab her neck and planted a raw, forceful, primal kiss firmly on her lips that was reciprocated with equal fervor.

He leaned against her, placing his forehead on the wall to the side of hers, pinner her in place as their bodies hummed as one. When they both were coming down from their sexual high, Adam carried her back to the bed and laid down behind her, spooning her body with his. His hand came around to grope her breast. It wasn't as large as his wife's, which was a shame in his book, but they were enjoyable nonetheless. Mary let out a sigh of contentment, wiggling her ass back against his groin as they settled into a fitful sleep together.

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CHAPTER 23: Slavery Adjustments

Adam... the name echoed in Tanya's mind as she spent time walking around in circles on the power mill. This time she was in a full latex/leather suit that covered her torso much like a one-piece swimsuit. The only difference was that there was an oval hole in the front to allow her massive breasts to spill out in which her nipples were often clamped with something. She still had dildos up her ass and pussy and was getting off in regular intervals as she continued to march in circles with her legs coming up high. Over the past couple of weeks, when she wasn't hooked up to the power mill, she'd been receiving speed and directional commands while in the pony-girl getup and had them down pat. She was eager for running as it helped her climax faster. Unfortunately, she was then made to slow down a lot or else she would've passed out from exhaustion. She'd overheard the trainers commenting on such things happening to other girls who were being pony trained like she was.

Adam... the name resonated inside of her head later on in the day when she was hooked up to the milking and fucking machine. Her heavy teats were no producing anything but she imagined that it'd happen soon. The trainers commented that she'd missed her period but was not suffering any ill effects from the increased hormones in her system. She wouldn't mind so long as her breasts got thoroughly sucked by the pumps and her pussy and ass were thoroughly fucked by the machines so that she can have yet another exquisite body-shaking orgasm.

Adam... the name stuck on her brain even when it was night time and she was laid out on a bed for the raiders to have her over and over again. She didn't care how many men fucked her so long as their cocks pulsated inside of her and their seed filled her up and that she got off in the process.

Adam... the name seemed to even waif on the wind on those days she was taken out of the compound on long walks while towing Trainer on a cart. Every day there seemed to be a specific set of directional commands depending on the point of the compass that she would be commanded to go to. No matter whether it was a sunny day, a cloudy day, the name persisted in her memory. Even when trainer would stop them for the afternoon rest while they were out and allow people of the surrounding town to play with her massive hanging mounds and tweak her fat nipples, the name continued to echo inside of her.

She was starting to wonder why this Adam name just would not go away.

*

"YO! ADAM!" one of his squadmates, a sandy haired young man named Taylor called out as he thumped on the door.

From his position on top of Mary where he'd been licking out her bald pussy while she greedily sucked on his cock, Adam growled. "Someone had better be dying..."

"Not yet!" Taylor said. Adam mentally berated himself for being so loud. "But maybe soon! Can I come in."

"Fine, fine," He said, pushing himself up to a kneeling position. Mary slid out from underneath of him, rolled to her stomach, and continued to suck him off.

Taylor grinned when he saw them. "Look at you, man; a month and a half ago you would've freaked at the thought of having a slave. Now you got one with her lips wrapped around your Johnson like there's no tomorrow. I'm proud of ya, man!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Adam waved the comments off. "An old dog can learn a new trick or two. So what's so damned important that you had to come and interrupt me on my day off?"

"Check this out," Taylor put a map down on Mary's back, who hummed with pleasure as she was reduced to nothing more than a blowjob table for the time being. Taylor pointed to on position on the old roadmap where they were at. "So we're here in Gateway, right? The Farm used to be here just south of us at around this old place called... Walsen? Anyway, so when we crashed the party at the Farm, we didn't get everyone because they scattered like cockroaches and then we had the Fundies to deal with."

"Right... I got the history lesson already from Walker. What the fuck does this have to do with anything?"

Taylor held up a forestalling hand. "Wait for it. We'd always thought that they'd move further south into what was this place; New Mexico. That's not what happened. We caught a raider that blabbed where he was going to and that is this area further into the Rockies. The Farmies and the Fundies didn't go south. They banded together, called themselves 'Puritans', went west INTO the mountains, and took over this city in this valley here on the Rio Grande; Uhm... Almosta?"

"Alamosa," Adam corrected him. "Mom and Dad had family there before the Flare."

"That's right; you're a first genner, aren't you?"

"Yup," Adam said as he studied the map, feeling giddy for the first time after accepting Mary as his slave. "That's not too bad of a drive from where we're at. "Think Sarge will let us take a scouting party there?"

"I'm sure of it."

"Alright then." Adam smiled. "Now either shoo or join in. I want to enjoy this before we head out."

"Thought that you'd never ask," Taylor said, tossing the map aside and crawling up onto the bed behind Mary. Mary brought herself up onto all fours while continuing to suck Adam off. She looked up at him with total devotion in her blue eyes as Taylor mounted her from behind. A moment later Taylor had his cock out and buried into Mary's sweet pussy.

"Damn, that's a fine sight," Adam said, reaching down to stroke the side of Mary's face while her head bobbed back and forth along his shaft. He reached even further down to play with her now dangling breasts, moving his fingers along the underside to tickle her nipples. Mary let out a playful squeal around his cock and shook her chest back and forth in a token effort to resist. He clamped his hands around her tits and she moaned with pleasure.

Taylor, in the meantime, dug his hands into Mary's hips and pounded away. "Fuck she's hot!" he breathed as he slammed his cock all the way into her and back out again. "You gotta let me borrow her so that I can play with her for a night."

"So long as you lend me that cute petite little brunette of yours, sure," Adam said, bringing a hand up to wrap into Mary's blonde-brown hair. It wasn't the first time he'd lent Mary out to someone. They'd discussed it early on in their master-slave relationship that he wouldn't give Mary out to someone outside of the Rets and that he wouldn't do it for longer than a single night. That way she got her submissiveness fix by being at the mercy of his whims and he got to sample more of the ladies that the town had.

Adam held up a hand to stop Taylor. Taylor was about to protest when Adam gave him a sly wink and pulled Mary up to a kneeling position in between them. Adam then sat back on the bed and pointed to his cock. Mary crawled up onto his lap without question and sank her pussy down on top of it. Once she was settled, she wrapped her arms around his chest, hugging him close, while Adam reached down, grabbed her ass, and spread her cheeks wide. Taylor grinned as he then cozied up behind Mary and slowly plunged his shaft up into her back passage.

"Ooooooohhhhhh," Mary groaned as she was filled up in both holes. She turned her face up to his and planted a flurry of kisses onto his lips. It was another thing that Adam found out early on; she liked to be taken by two men at once... or at least have both her ass and her pussy filled at the same time.

"Does my slave like?" Adam asked, returning her kisses.

"Oh, Master, yes!" she cried out, bucking between the two of them while Taylor fucked her from behind. "Will you please let your slave cum?"

"Go right ahead."

Mary arched her body between them, threw back her head, and screamed her head off as the orgasm hit her a moment later. She'd been close when her and Adam had been locked in the 69 position earlier. She clamped down onto Adam and Taylor's cocks as they moved within her and felt her master's seed then filling her up as he hit his peak. Adam let out a low groan as he came.

"Shit, you two couldn't have waited on me?" Taylor panted as he fucked Mary up the ass.

"You came in late. Sue me." Adam said, wrapping Mary up in an embrace and stroking her hair while Taylor continued on. It went on for another minute before Taylor finally blew his load up her ass, sighing with relief.

"We'll have to do this again some time."

"So long as you bring your slave along with you," Adam agreed.

*

Tanya stamped her booted feet at the ground, anxious to get going. She was in her full pony-girl bodysuit and thigh-high boots with her arms strapped behind her into two latex black gloves that laced together. This time, the dildo up her ass went through the bodysuit and ended in a horse hair tail just to complete the look. She had a bit and bridle around her head and she was blindfolded, but that didn't stop her from letting her agitation show. "Easy, girl," Trainer chuckled as he attached her harness to the small cart. "It's just going to be a quick run around the town and then back in today. You're almost ready to be rented out for our pony service. He rubbed his hand down her smooth, latex-clad, belly down in between her legs, pushing up on the crotch of the suit to push the two dildos up into her a bit. Tanya sucked in a breath as the pleasure rippled through her and moaned.

Trainer then sat down in the leather seat on the single person cart. He grabbed the directional crop and flicked it out to catch Tanya on the ass. "HE-YAH!" he commanded.

Tanya took off at a trot at the command and the sting on her ass. This was what she wanted to do. She wanted to run and work the dildos inside of her until she orgasmed again and again and again. Trainer flicked the crop out to the right side of her head and called out "LEFT!". Tanya jerked away from the snap of the whip end of the crop and moved in the direction indicated. After a while, the whip end snapped on the left side of her head and Trainer called out "RIGHT!" This continued on until Tanya could tell they were outside of the gates and heading out the road.

It went on like that for some time as they did laps around the town going over commands and execution. Tanya was becoming increasingly frustrated as Trainer kept her at a pace just fast enough to get her hot and bothered yet not fast enough for her to get off while she pulled him and the cart along. "WOAH!" Trainer called out after a while once they'd returned, pulling back on the reigns and stopping her in her tracks. "Very good!" he said with pride. He stepped out of the chair and walked up to stand in front of her, commanding her to kneel. "Does she want to get off? Does my little pony-girl want an orgasm? Hm?" he asked her in a teasing fashion. Tanya whined and nodded her head rapidly in response. Trainer took the bit and bridle out of her mouth, whipped out his cock, and shoved it down her gullet.

Moaning deeply as his cock slid into her mouth, Tanya started rotating her hips back and forth as she sucked him off. It was her reward for doing well during the training exercise. Within a minute she was shivering and shaking inside of her suit in the throes of an orgasm while Trainer was emptying his balls out down her throat.

*

"There it is; the compound in the center of town." Taylor said the next day as he and Adam looked though their own sets of binoculars from the safety of a nearby ridge. Night was falling and they focused in on the activity around the town center where there were mattresses strewn about each with a naked slave on it and on top of them anywhere from one to three raiders each having a turn with them.

"Damn, that's a lot of raiders," Adam commented as he watched the orgy. "I don't see Tanya anywhere."

"If she's anywhere in this region; she's here," Taylor said. "Our captive said that this is where the Puritans are holed up at.

"I don't see any way that we'd be able to take them all... even with the full strength of the Retributionists." Adam grumbled. His gaze settled on some activity outside of the compound. "What's this? Are they using girls as horses?"

"That's what it looks like," Taylor nodded. "We'd heard that the Farm was doing similar things; renting girls out as cheap transportation and sex toys like that. I'd never seen it in person before."

Adam had to ask. "So if the Farm was around all this time and doing this sort of thing, why didn't the Rets step in to do something prior to last year?"

"We didn't have an in back then nor did we have the numbers," Taylor explained. "We got an offer from Nicholas to be our inside guy to bring them down. All of the different towns and groups in the area leaped on that chance."

"Nicholas Saint? The famous bounty hunter? Damn!" Adam let out a low whistle. "All y'all were missing was Caine to make the party complete."

"Fuck," Taylor snorted, "I wish we'd had Caine. That would've made life easier. I'd heard that one time he'd stared down an entire gang of raiders and got them to surrender."

Now Adam snorted. Caine; the man, the myth, the legend. He was a hero that had supposedly went around saving people shortly after the Flare. The only problem was that no one had ever really seen him and that nowadays he was a story to frighten young children in to behaving. "If Caine existed I'm sure he's dead by now."

"Yeah," Taylor agreed, "But has Death summoned up the courage to actually tell Caine that yet?" They both laughed at that.

"I heard this one in that Death had a near-Caine experience one time and that Death never went near him again." Adam chuckled.

Their radios crackled to life. "Alright you two," Sarge said, putting an end to their bantering. "If you all are done yakkin' and grab-assin' up there, maybe you can get around to coming back up here to make a report, huh?"

"Yes, sir!" Adam and Taylor both chorused into their radios even though neither one could suppress the grins that they wore on their faces.

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CHAPTER 24: Unexpected Developments

Another day... another run on the outside of the compound. The only difference was that this time there was another girl being hooked up to the wagon with her. Tanya only got a glimpse of her voluptuous body and sandy colored hair before the blindfold went overtop of her eyes. 'Carol' was the name of the pony-girl being paired with her and from what Tanya was able to see; Carol was just as curvy and big-chested as she was. The idea of them running side-by-side, breasts bouncing in tandem through the openings of their body suits as they pulled Trainer along in the cart was a titillating idea for Tanya. Already she felt herself going slick at the idea. Maybe Trainer would make them play together later on? The idea sent sexual shivers down her spine.

Once they were hooked up, there was the crack of the whip and they were off. The pattern that had been engrained into her mind was already forming. All Trainer had to do was call out the destination and the compass direction and they went on autopilot from there. As her and Carol trotted out of the compound. Tanya could sense that the weight was different with the wagon. They must be pulling something else along with Trainer. Cargo, perhaps? Did she finally graduate to the point that she was being allowed to go on the long hauls? That was the only explanation.

As they trotted on, Tanya's thoughts drifted to Carol and wondered what it'd be like to have that woman's flesh up to her own. Ever since her capture she'd been with many a woman, often by force at the behest of the trainers, and so being with another woman didn't faze her. But she hadn't been with Carol yet and couldn't wait to cuddle up next to her during rest time.

*

"Hey, check it out," Adam pointed to one pony and cart that was northbound early the next morning. "That one is heading out further than the others." He'd volunteered for the early watch so that he could be sure to track and log all activity that happened in the Puritan Compound.