Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 03

"Not unheard of from what we gathered from our captive," Sarge said. "They're supply runs to their outposts up in the mountains that come in and out of the valley which was why we took the trouble to go up and over yesterday," he explained. He looked at the scene. "There's another heading out behind the first; that one must be a heavy hauler from the looks of those two curvy women that they have pulling the cart." He put lowered his binoculars and thought about the situation. "Your wife is pretty curvy, isn't she?" He asked. Adam nodded. "We're too far back to catch either one but we can setup to intercept them on the way back." He clapped Adam on the shoulder and pointed towards the northbound road that went up a mountain pass. "Take Taylor with you and interrogate whoever holds the reigns of those two carts when they come back. Rodriguez! Smith! You two have the southbound teams. The rest of us will stay here and monitor the eastbound traffic. Catch what you can that heads back in and then get out. We meet back at the rendezvous point after sundown to head back to Gateway. Move out!"

*

Tanya, Carol, and Trainer made it to the North Pass Outpost by noon. Handlers stripped her and Carol out of the pony girl outfits, saw to their immediate needs, and then let them lay out on the grass underneath the shade of a large tree. They were ordered to relax but judging by the sly looks the handlers were giving them, they'd expected the girls to do a lot more than simply fade off into sleep. Once the Handlers moved off, Tanya and Carol rolled their heads to look at one another. Tanya was a bit surprised that neither one of them were tied down to anything but then again escape was the furthest thing from her mind. Where would she go other than back to the compound one way or another?

Without a word, Tanya reached out and placed a hand on Carol's thick thigh. She took a moment to study her. They were about the same age but Carol seemed to have a more weathered and worn face as if she'd been doing this for a long time. Carol smiled and likewise reached over to run her hand up and down Tanya's smooth belly. "You think this is another test?" Tanya couldn't help but voice the question."

"Absolutely," Carol smiled. "They're watching us. They're seeing if you're going to run now that we're not tied down." She scooted her head in closer until their foreheads were touching and whispered to Tanya. "They always pair one of us veterans with a rookie to keep them in line."

So Carol had done this before as Tanya had surmised. "I was thinking the same thing... only... I don't want to run away." Tanya admitted, whispering back. She rolled to her side and drew a hand up Carol's body to cup the woman's right breast. It was nearly as large as her own. Was that why they were paired together in addition to an experienced/inexperienced pony pairing? The similarities in body type? "If this is what it's like with the herd during play time... I... I think that I like it."

"Oh, you will, trust me," Carol said, allowing Tanya to explore her body. Carol's hand snaked out and under Tanya's neck, hooking it. Her soft, pink, puffy lips then found Tanya's and they kissed. Carol then took the reins and gently pushed Tanya's upraised shoulder so that Tanya rolled back onto her back. Carol rolled on top of Tanya while the two entwined arms, naked breasts being crushed against one another. Carol slid a leg in between Tanya's thighs and rubbed her knee up against Tanya's mound.

Beneath her, Tanya gasped as the little electrodes of passion shot throughout her body. She mewed pitifully as they made out there in the grass. Her arms clutched at Carol's shoulders as the more experienced woman made sweet gentle love to her. Carol ground her own sex against Tanya's thigh as she continued to rub her knee up against her.

Carol broke the kiss and smiled wickedly at her. Then she turned around until she was straddling Tanya's face. "Be a good girl now," she said, looking back over her shoulder at Tanya. Tanya didn't need any prodding as her tongue was already flicking outward to find Carol's wet slit. Carol arched her back and sighed with pleasure before lowering her head down to Tanya's pussy and reciprocating the oral attention that she was getting. They silently ate each other out until both were clutching one another while their bodies shivered in a passionate orgasm together. Once they were done, Carol rolled off of Tanya, repositioning herself to lay next to the slightly younger brunette. Carol then reached out to bring Tanya to her, resting the girl's head upon her soft breasts. Tanya was still humming with pleasure and couldn't help but to bring a hand up to cup one of Carol's breasts while they lay there spent.

They must've fallen asleep for the next thing that Tanya knew they were being kicked awake by Trainer. "I hope that you girls enjoyed yourselves," he said with a lopsided grin as they scrambled to a submissive kneeling position before him. "Rested are we? Relaxed even? Good because you're now going to service the outpost before we leave," he said, gesturing to the ten men behind him, all with smiles on their faces. "Down on all fours like the proper pets you are and face the tree."

Without question or hesitation, Carol and Tanya did as they'd been commanded, presenting their round rears to the men. The first two dropped their pants and dropped to their knees behind them, spearing them with their cocks at the same time. Both Carol and Tanya sighed with pleasure as the men's cocks filled their pussies up. As she was taken again and again from behind, with her heavy breasts hanging low enough to be tickled by the grass every time they swayed with each thrust, Tanya realized that this was just the natural order of things and that she lived in a world in which her proper place was underneath of a man to be filled with his cock that would, in turn, fill her with his seed.

As much as she missed and loved her departed husband, she also realized that he wasn't strong enough to hold her and keep her like these men were doing. She pitied his memory more than anything else and wished that he had been strong enough to hang on to her.

*

"Here they come," Taylor said, looking down the road through his binoculars. "It's the first team with the two tall, leggy blondes." The sun was now setting and they were running out of time before they had to make the rendezvous.

"Alright," Adam said, lifting his rifle up. "I got them." He stepped out right when the pony girl cart got close. "HALT!" he yelled in a commanding voice, aiming right for the raider holding the reigns. The raider, obviously not expecting an ambush, cried out in alarm, pulled the reigns back, and ordered his girls to stop. Adam rushed to the side of the cart and grabbed the reigns out from the man's hands while Taylor broke cover to flank him. "You a Puritan?" Adam asked with a slight lift of his head as if the answer held no doubt for him.

"Hey, man, I-I'm just a trainer!" he said, keeping his hands up in surrender. "I just train the girls! I don't go out and get them or anything!"

"Well then you should know one that I'm looking for; she's about five-seven, curvy, dark brown hair down her back, huge tits?" Adam asked, keeping the rifle trained on him.

"Shit, that describes about ten girls back at the compound..." the trainer said, shaking his head. "The-there's one out here on the road you might want to check."

"Oh I will... trust me on that. Then there'll be nine for me to hunt down, won't there?"

"W-what are you going to do with me?" the guy was now shaking with fright.

"Well," Taylor chimed in, bringing his rifle to bear on him, "considering that you knew that these girls were taken against their will and you still allowed it to happen, there's only one thing for us to do." He pulled the trigger and the raider's head snapped back at an odd angle as the bullet with through his skull.

The raider fell off the cart in Adam's direction, causing him to jump out of the way. "Geez-us!" he shouted as he glared at Taylor. "Warn a guy next time!" He reached down, picked the body up, and threw it back onto the cart.

"Sorry," Taylor half shrugged as they went about disconnecting the girls from the cart. Taylor led the pony girls off to their hiding spot to the side of the road while Adam wheeled the cart to a place behind a thicket of trees for them to wait for the next cart to come by that had the curvy pair of girls.

*

Tanya's mind was hazy but it was still working at the base, primal level as her and Carol pulled Trainer and the cart back to the compound. She had a well-fucked feeling after each man at the outpost had her at least once. She'd came twice during the gang bang and was actually feeling regretful that it hadn't lasted longer. Hopefully tonight they'd put her in the town square and she'd have man after man pound her pussy into oblivion. The thought made her wet all over again. Or, maybe she'd get to sleep with the herd finally. She relished the idea of a repeat performance with Carol.

She was so lost in her own fantasies for the evening that she barely heard a man shouting in front of them. A second later, her head was being jerked back by her bit and bridle while Trainer commanded them "WOAH! HALT!" She came to an immediate stop. To do otherwise would to invite disaster since who knew what was in front of them that caused Trainer to stop them. Being blindfolded, she'd been trained and conditioned to put her entire trust into whoever was giving her commands.

There was shouting behind her as someone else approached the wagon. Trainer was protesting about something but the other person was being persistent. Then there was another person coming in from in front of her who shouted "YOU!" with incredulous shock. She couldn't be sure but the voice sounded familiar, like something out of a dream.

As the man in front of them got closer, shouting "you were at my damn farm you fucking asshole," Tanya gasped. It was the one voice that could possibly override all the months of conditioning that she'd gone though. "Adam?" she asked, her voice coming out slightly muffled through the bit in her mouth.

*

Adam paused next to the voluptuous brunette, his face frozen in wide-eyed shock. With a shaking hand, he reached up for the pony girl's blindfold, lifting it up slowly to reveal a familiar pair of equally shocked brown eyes. "Tanya," he breathed her name, scarcely believing his luck.

His gaze snapped up and sharpened on the trainer, whose face had now drained of color. Adam leveled his rifle. "Hey now, friend..." the raider said with a sheepish smile while holding his hands up. "Let's not be too hasty..."

Squeezing the trigger, Adam ended the raider's life. One down, two to go out of the three raiders that he'd failed to kill in the defense of his farm and his wife. Tanya and the busty blonde both flinched from the report of his gunshot but stayed where they stood. Adam slung the rifle over his back and hastened to detach his wife from the cart and get the bit and bridle off of her head. Once she was freed, he pulled her into a tight embrace. "My God... I didn't think that I'd ever find you!"

"Adam?" Tanya asked in a tiny, shaking voice, her chest heaving as she was close to hyperventilating. She looked up into his smiling, scarred face and saw the man that she loved and had married. "Is it really you?" Instead of answering, he gathered her face into his hands and gave her the most loving, passionate kiss in their lives. "Adam," she now cried and rested her head onto his shoulder while he stroked her hair.

"Hate to break up the reunion," Taylor commented as he finished unhooking the blonde from the cart, "But we gotta get going and we now have four liberated slaves to get up into the mountains."

"Who's that?" Tanya asked.

"Taylor, Tanya. Tanya, Taylor," Adam said, making the quick intoductions.

"That's Carol," Tanya nodded to her pony girl companion who was looking frightened.

"Who are these people?" Carol asked, clearly agitated.

"My husband and... a friend I guess."

"We're the Retributionists, Ma'am," Taylor said with a cordial nod. "We're the good guys and we're going to get you, Tanya, and the two blondettes that we'd already liberated, out of here.

*

As the Retributionists transport truck lumbered down the dark road for home, the soldiers all clustered around Sarge for their debrief towards the back gate of the truck. All were quiet and sullen as they sat around the map table that was illuminated by Sarge's red tinted flashlight. "Seven slaves in all liberated from the Puritans," he said in a low voice to his ten soldiers. Soldiers eleven and twelve were up in the cab; one driving and one as lookout. "Five raiders and one slave killed in the exchanges." He eyed each and every one of them. "Losing a single slave is inexcusable. I don't care what the circumstances were."

Everyone tried to avoid looking at the team that had gone toward the southern road out of the valley as they were the ones who blew the intercept. They also tried to avoid looking at the now totally naked slaves clustered together, huddling against one another for support up towards the cab wall. Their pony-girl gear had since been removed from their bodies and stashed in the cargo compartment underneath of the truck.

Adam's eyes met Tanya's. She was looking as scared and uncertain as the others were and he wondered why. When he and Taylor got her, Carol, and the two blondettes moving, Tanya had immediately fell into a submissive role by keeping her head down and her mouth shut. She'd even whined when he didn't attach a leash to her collar or when he didn't put the blindfold back on her like they'd done with the others. It was so bad that he eventually relented and treated her no different than the other slaves and that, to his surprise, calmed her down and even made her happier. What did they do to my wife? He couldn't help but wonder.

He tuned out the debrief when Sarge went over each team's actions and his concerns that an assault on the Puritans was highly unlikely no matter what their feelings were. When it was over, Adam moved towards the front and beckoned Tanya over to sit by him. "Hey," he said softly enough for them not to be overheard but loud enough for her to hear him.

"Hey," Tanya said back, hugging herself as she looked up at him. "So... what happens now?"

"We go back to our new home at Gateway... I guess." Adam shrugged. While he'd been dreaming of this day for so long he wasn't sure what to do now that they were here. There was so much to say and talk about.

Tanya beat him to the punch. "What happened to you?" she blurted out, and then her eyes widened as she realized that she blabbed and immediately put her eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, Master."

"Wait... what?" Adam was confused. "I'm your husband, not your Master."

"I want you to be," Tanya admitted. "I-I don't know how to live any other way anymore."

"What happened?" Adam was pretty sure that he didn't want to know but knew that he had to know regardless. Tanya launched into everything that had happened to her over the past few months and even going into her thoughts and feelings each step of the way.

"I was even thinking that you dying was a good thing and that what was happening to me was natural as you were not strong enough to protect me!" Tanya was now crying as she was wrapping up. "But then you come out of nowhere like a ghost of the past and now you have me and by Puritan law, you own me!" She wailed, leaning her head up against his shoulder. Adam wrapped a comforting arm around her, kissed the top of her head, and gently shushed her. "How'd you survive?" she asked with a tear stained face.

"The Retributionists found me the next morning. They took me with them, patched me up, healed me, and trained me." He said sullenly. "The farm is gone; it's burnt to the ground. So I joined with the Rets and have been spending the last three months looking for you." He gave her a wan smile. "I... uh... I even got a slave along the way."

Tanya gasped and recoiled from him. "You're a slaver now too?"

"No!" Adam protested. "No, no, no! It's not like that. The Rets have slaves, yes, but it's on a purely voluntary basis. Mary, that's her name, wanted to be my slave so that I could keep her protected. She's your slave too as she's already declared that she'd serve you as well once I found you."

"How'd you get her?" Tanya was looking real suspiciously at him.

"Saved her life when we got a slaver transport heading for the Puritan's town. Twice. She came to me that night and asked me to take her. So I did."

"You've been sleeping with another woman while looking for me?"

Adam shrugged. "What do you expect? It's not like you were being celibate the entire time, dear."

She opened her mouth to protest and then closed it when she caught his glower. It was a look that he gave her whenever she was being ridiculous. "You're right... that's unfair of me," she admitted. "You didn't know if I was alive or dead and so I can't expect you to remain faithful or anything like that when I'd given up the night I was taken and just let them do whatever they wanted to me."

"Hey," he said, kissing her again on the forehead, "I still love you no matter how many men have banged you. Doesn't mean that I'm not going to stop hunting them down and kill them for it. But I still love you and we now have a slave that I'm fond of to share with you."

"I enjoyed it." Tanya said in a small voice, looking down again. "The gang bangs... that is. I enjoyed it all; the bondage, the forced orgasms, the feeling of not being in control... all of it."

"Well, since we're living in a real friendly community now we might be able to arrange something for you," he said with a sly smile and a wink. "Slave."

Tanya found herself smiling at that thought. "I'll gladly be your slave and your wife, Master." She said, leaning in to him. Then they kissed.

*

Mary heard the door to the house open and close. There was the sound of happy voices downstairs. Rushing out of bed and down the stairs, Mary saw her master at the doorway along with another naked and very curvy brunette woman. "Master!" she exclaimed in shock as she stopped at the foot of the stairs. He'd brought other slaves home before but there was something different by the way he held his arm around her waist. It was in a loving way. She gasped. "You... you found her?"

"Who's this?" the brunette asked, looking up at Adam.

"My slave that I told you about." Adam said before making the introductions.

Mary braced herself. She knew that the day would come when Adam would bring Tanya home but she didn't think that it would be this soon. She simply wasn't prepared for this and she'd heard stories at how some married women reacted to slave that their husbands had purchased. Tanya took a few steps forward and Mary froze in fear. But then Tanya drew her into a tight embrace. "Thank you for watching over my husband." She said, holding Mary tightly.

Now Mary was totally shocked. Whatever she'd been expecting, it wasn't this. Slowly, her hands came up Tanya's back to clutch the older woman. There was a sniffle, then a sob, then they were both breaking down in a crying fit as they let their emotions out.

"Women," Adam rolled his eyes. His voice cut through their emotional breakdown as they both seemed to remember that he was here. "The conquering hero would like to enjoy his spoils of war and it's been a long day already. So up to bed, both of you!" he commanded in a playful tone.

"Yes, Master!" Tanya and Mary chorused as one. They then looked at each other in surprise and smiled. Then they linked arms and rushed up the stairs with Mary guiding Tanya into the master bedroom.

Adam followed their nude, bouncing bottoms up the stairs. He didn't bother with his clothes since that was usually Mary's chosen job when he got home. Now he was mildly curious to see how the two of them would get on together. When they got to the bedroom, Mary knelt down in her usual spot at the foot of the bed and Tanya was kneeling down right beside her. "You really do want to be a slave, don't you?" Adam mused.