Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 17

Apocalypse Slaves Pt. 17

By: AlexClayton/DieselJester

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Author's Notes: Prior to Disciples 01 and AS 16, I'd only alluded to The Amazons. I wound up writing Disciples and AS 16 & 17 concurrently as I wanted to explore more of the lore of this tribe of warrior women the more I came up with them. So this is the end result and I think that I might come back to them at some later date. I hope that you enjoy!

Model Inspirations:

Elayne - Knight Elayne pictures by Hibbli3D

Mary - Aponia from Honkai Impact

TRIGGER WARNING: Religion. If you've had bad experiences with religion or if you don't like me ragging on Christianity, you might want to skip this story.

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CHAPTER 1: Leaving the Tribe

It was Elayne's 20th birthday and she was on the verge of becoming a woman of the tribe. Her heart beat with bated anticipation as the matrons of the tribe slowly and reverently removed her tribal leathers in full view of all of the assembled women. It was a sacred ritual that all of the nomadic gangs of Amazons have done since the days of the Flare. Elayne stared deep into the roaring bonfire in the center of camp while they took off her halter top, her fur skirt, and had her step out of her boots one at a time.

Once she was completely naked, the two matrons took her by each of her hands to lead her forward to where a bed of furs by the fire was waiting for her. She laid down and spread her arms and legs wide, looking up into the night sky and waiting for what was to come. With the matrons kneeling one either side of her, pinning her wrists and ankles down, the rest of the women lined up at her feet. The gesture was more symbolic than actually needed as Elayne never knew of anyone ever resisting this part of the ritual.

The first, and youngest of the full-fledged Amazons knelt between Elayne's splayed-out legs with a small, carved out dildo in her hand. She gingerly reached down to spread Elayne's bald labia wide to insert the dildo deep into Elayne and thrusting it in only once. Elayne gasped and moaned from the penetration. Then she pulled it out, stood up and walked on to make way for the next woman in line. The next girl did the same with her carved dildo, thrusting it in and out of Elayne only once before moving on. That would be the norm until the older members of the tribe stepped up to get their turn as, per custom, each of the Amazon women would only get one thrust with their dildos for each year they were a full member. The reason, she was told, was to ensure that her virginity was gone before she went out into the wastes to complete her rite of adulthood.

One by one, they came, each of the women thrusting their carved and smoothed dildos into Elayne. A few times, she came close to climaxing, only to be pulled away from that blissful edge when the woman finished her number of thrusts and moved on. Now she was whimpering, moaning, and writhing on the furs while the matrons continued to hold her down while they watched. By the time the oldest members took their turn, Elayne was screaming her ecstasy to the stars while her body jerked and spasmed from the uncontrollably pleasure coursing through her. Her only regret was that there was no one suckling on her round, firm breasts while this was happening.

When the entire tribe were through, the matrons took their turn. This time, however, one matron fucked Elayne with her dildo while the other leaned over to lick at Elayne's clit. The two of them expertly got Elayne off again. Then they switched positions and brought Elayne to a third screaming orgasm. Between the sexual attention and the roar of the fire, Elayne was breathless and covered in sweat despite the cool night air. "You are now ready to go out and prove you're an Amazon," the last matron to fuck her said, leaning over and kissing each of Elayne's eyelids close before kissing her deeply on the lips. Elayne let out a muffled moan inside of her mouth in response.

Then the matron pulled back and the other matron slowly, and lovingly, pulled an old sleeping back up and over Elayne's body. "Sleep now, child, for tomorrow you go out to prove you're a woman worthy of the sisterhood," she said, leaning down to plant another kiss onto Elayne's lips. "While we may be gone when you wake, know that you will always be with us in spirit until your return." With that, she was rolled into the sleeping back and zipped up so that she was completely covered. She felt her body briefly get rolled as they took the furs out from underneath her to take with them. She knew what was coming as she'd seen the other girls in the tribe be sent away in this manner. Many came back but there were some who didn't. The Amazons would leave her by the bonfire while they packed up and quietly left during the night.

Elayne could hear the others around her as they broke camp, loaded up their motorcycles, and started to leave. She didn't dare move. To wiggle out of the sleeping bag now to try to go with them would only dishonor her family and dishonor the tribe as a whole. She had to prove that she could be self-reliant and prove that she could handle anything that this post-Flare world could throw at her. After all, Amazons were feared by their name alone and if she couldn't handle being on her own then she had no business being called one.

When she woke up in the morning, the tribe was gone. She had nothing but the sleeping bag that she was in and a backpack full of her survival gear and a set of clothes. Her tribal leathers, the very symbol of the Amazons as they rode, had been taken by the others and Elayne was forbidden from telling anyone where she was from or that she was even an Amazon. To do so would invite death. The standard run-of-the-mill clothes that were left behind made it look like she was a mere wanderer, or a trader, or even someone who'd been ejected from the cushy lifestyle of the Habs.

It was time for her to set out on her own to get captured by someone.

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CHAPTER 2: Getting 'Caught'

Elayne walked eastwards out of the former state of Oregon and through Idaho. It wasn't until she stopped at an ancient preserve site called "Craters of the Moon", where she stripped naked to offer prayers under the full moon to the goddess, that she finally got noticed by raiders and slavers who were passing through the area. They followed her out of the preserve the following morning, making sure that she was indeed alone and that she wasn't a part of any of the merchant caravans that passed through the same area. She heard them coming down the road as she continued walking east and so started running so that they would hopefully think that she was panicking and in turn give chase.

It worked as the motorcycles tore past her to cut off any routes of escape while the junker trucks themselves came up alongside of her to snag her. One raider fired a bola gun at her that wrapped around her legs and made her fall to the ground. Sure, she could've evaded them easily, but that wasn't part of her trial. Her job, right now, was to intentionally be caught so that the raiders could do whatever the hell they wanted to her... which was usually to fuck her whether she was a willing participant or not.

The raider gang then descended upon her, taking her backpack and stripping her naked right then and there. "Looks like we caught another Hab Exile," one of them said as he ruffled through her things. Her survival backpack had been meticulously put together to make it look like she came from such a place.

"Good, we'll throw her in the back with the others," another one said. "After, of course, we properly break her in for the auction block."

Here it comes... Elayne thought even as she made a show of struggling against the netting that had ensnared her. She could've easily gotten out but that would've defeated the whole purpose of getting caught in the first place. As the raiders got to work getting her out of the net and then stripping her clothes off, Elayne made all the standard begging, pleading, and crying that a Hab Exile would've made. Once they had her naked, they held her to the ground with one raider holding her arms above her head, wrists pinned together as they got a X-style set of handcuffs out that would keep her wrists crossed while they were bound. Two more raiders held her legs wide apart with one hand while reaching up to fondle her breasts with their free hands.

Continuing to play the part, Elayne shook her head back and forth while crying out "No! Don't! Please!" while they molested her body. She twisted and contorted her body in a vain attempt to keep their hands at bay while the one who said that she was going to auction undid his pants and whipped his cock out. It was token resistance, really, as she wanted them to fuck her and knock her up as part of the ritual. He knelt between her splayed out legs, dragged his cock up and down her moistening slit a few times, sending shudders up her body, and then plunged inside of her. "Mmmngh..." the Leader grunted as he shoved his average sized cock all the way into her pussy. "Not a virgin before this but definitely tight..." he said with approval.

"Ahhhh!" Elayne gasped herself as she was penetrated by an actual cock for the first time. Back with the tribe she'd been prepared for this moment with phalluses carved out of radroot and even dildos that had been scavenged from pre-Flare sex shops. But even the most realistic, synthetic skinned toys didn't compare to the real thing. "Ooohhh... god... noooooo..." She whined as she made it look like she was a Hab Exile being deflowered for the first time by raiders. "Please, don't do this! I could get pregnant!"

"That's what radroot is for, girlie," Leader grunted and growled as he continued to thrust into her. "Louie, stuff some down her mouth!" he ordered as he never once broke his stride while fucking her.

Damn... that would've sped things along for me... she thought bitterly as 'Louie', the raider holding her arms down above her head, fished out a small flat round of radroot to shove into her mouth. Then to make sure that she swallowed it, he clamped her mouth shut by grabbing hold under her chin and pulling back towards him. Elayne swallowed the bitter little piece of wood while moaning with a mixture of play-acting and actual pleasure while Leader had his way with her. He didn't last much longer and a few thrusts later she felt his hot seed flood into her body while his cock throbbed inside of her and his balls twitched against her ass. With the deed done by him, Elayne stopped fighting as any Hab Dweller would. She went limp beneath him as he got up off of her to make way for the next one of his crew to take her.

Elayne grunted as the second muscular raider stuffed his short, thick cock into her. He took over holding her arms down above her head from Louis as he fucked her hard and fast. As he pounded her body, he took her breasts into his hands to squeeze hard, making her cry out. Soon his cum is shooting into her pussy to mix with that of his Leader's before he gets up off of her and makes way for the third raider... then the fourth... and then the fifth which is when Louie gets his turn with her with his kinda scrawny build but surprisingly huge cock. What the guy lacked in muscles and looks, he more than made up for in how well hung he was.

By the time Louie slid into her now well fucked pussy, she was really sensitive and ready to cum herself. They also weren't holding her down anymore as she'd long since stopped resisting them and was just enjoying the ride. If Louie hadn't put that radroot pill down her mouth, she was sure that she would've conceived right here and now. But now she'd have to wait for a time to get it out of her system so that she could get pregnant. Once their loins were locked, Louie settled his body down on top of Elayne's. He snakes one hand behind her head to cup the back of her neck to hold her head in place. His lips press against hers as he takes her mouth in a possessive kiss, sliding his tongue in to mingle with hers. At the same time, he pumps his hips into hers, driving his huge cock in and out of her now extremely wet pussy. Unable to resist the pleasure any longer now that a fifth man was fucking her, Elayne let out a high-pitched squeal into his mouth as her body exploded into a powerful orgasm.

Elayne barely felt it as Louie finished up inside of her, releasing a load of his seed into her womb before making way for the rest of the gang. Five more men take her, and she's brought to orgasm one more time before they pick her up and drag her to the back of one of their slaver trucks to cart her, and the women they've already captured that day, off to be sold at auction. She didn't even feel it when the truck started up and headed northeast into the badlands once known as Montana.

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CHAPTER 3: Getting Auctioned

The truck lumbered on through the day heading eastward, stopping only once for the slavers to have a break, give their gaggle of captured women some water and just a little bit of food to keep them going, allow them to do their business, and of course to have sex with them. As there were only ten of them, and ten raiders, that meant that each raider could have a woman all to themselves for however long they took a break for. Elayne was kinda relieved to see Louie coming for her, taking her by her bound hands and leading her underneath the shade of a nearby tree while the other raiders all took a girl of their choosing to fuck.

Louie put Elayne down onto all fours and made her wait there while he stripped out of his ramshackle armor and dirt caked leathers. Then he knelt down behind her and stuffed his cock up inside of her. She was still wet and dripping from the gangbang that morning, so she slid into her easily with his large cock. "Nnnnngh..." Elayne bit her lip and grunted as Louie penetrated her again. Her eyes fluttered as she sought out one of the other couplings that was going on that she could get a good view of, settling on a cute, petite little brunette who was being made to ride one of the fat raiders not too far off. The way they were situated gave Elayne a full-frontal view of the brunette as she bounced up and down onto the fat raider's prone body. It made her wish that she was the one fucking the girl instead of the raider while Louie pounded her from behind.

To his credit, Louie took it nice and slow until he really got into it. He pushed Elayne all the way down to the ground and laid flat on top of her while still fucking her pussy. Thanks to his larger cock, he was able to do this easily. He wrapped one arm around her neck in a sort of a choke hold but seeing how she could still breathe with ease, she figured it was more of a domination hold than it was to actually do her any harm or get her to pass out. She grunted with every thrust into her, her body jerking forward and back against the coarse grass while Louie's rhythm got faster and faster. Elayne focused on the orgy in front of her, picturing herself with each of the women to work herself up and finding that blissful climax a half second before Louie shot his seed into her body again. She let out a long, low, guttural groan as she orgasmed along with Louie, her pussy clenching his cock as his manhood seemed to throb endlessly inside of her.

Then the break was over, and she was hauled back into the back of the slaver truck with all of the women again. As they were stuffed into the chain link cage, Elayne found herself in the close confines with the other naked women practically pushed up together against their bodies. She reveled in the feeling as she felt as if she were back with the tribe again even though some of her fellow captives looked uncomfortable about it. It made Elayne wish that she could enjoy their charms, but she didn't want to call more attention to herself. One older woman, a redhead who was pressed up against Elayne's left side, looked at her. "You seem a bit indifferent to us being packed back here like sardines," she noted as the truck started up and lumbered off.

"I'm bi, so I don't mind being in the middle of a bunch of naked women at all," Elayne smiled at her. Kinda/sorta true, in her opinion. After all, she did need to have a man to have a baby so she couldn't be totally a prude about having sex with men. "How about you? I notice that you're not trying to keep space like the others.

The redhead half shrugged. "I figure I might as well get used to it now since there's no avoiding it now. Who knows who will buy me once we get to the auction block. If even half of what is said about slavers is true, they'll more than likely make us perform on each other before we're even bought just to show our potential owners what we're willing to do."

Elayne's eyes drifted down to the redhead's ample bosom, and she subconsciously licked her lips. "I'd be more than happy to help you transition," she smiled, eager to get some action in with another woman before she was made to submit to more men. Since her hands were cuffed in front of her, it was quite easy for Elayne to lean over to her left and cup the woman's right breast in her hands to lift up to her mouth and suck.

"Mmmm... my... that does feel good..." the redhead murmured as she sighed with pleasure.

"I had a couple of girlfriends in my Hab before I was forced out," Elayne said... which was half true, of course.

"Heh... look at the little sluts go at it down there!" one of the slavers crowed, causing Elayne and the redhead to look up at them. "Well don't stop on our account. Fuck each other senseless, it'll make the trip go faster watchin' you two sluts get off before we sell ya!"

"Not to mention raise the amount of tabs we can charge for ya!" another slaver chortled as they looked down from their perches on either side of the cage as the truck drove on.

Elayne half shrugged to the redhead, who half shrugged right back. The redhead then shuffled so that she was half laying down, half lounging back against the far cage wall on the right side of the truck. Elayne knelt up to allow her to lay down with her legs on either side of her body before mounting the redhead to grind her pussy against the older woman's. The redhead closed her eyes and sighed as Elayne slowly humped her, grinding down hard against the other woman's slit while at the same time bending over to fondle one of the redhead's tits as she suckled on the other one. She brought the redhead to orgasm in no time and Elayne followed her in the blissful climax shortly thereafter. "Thank you... that was wonderful..." the redhead moaned as she allowed Elayne to use her body as a bed as they rested for the rest of the trip.

When the truck stopped, they were all taken out of the back of the cage and lined up. With Elayne's wrists still locked together in the X style handcuffs that kept her wrists crossed in front of her, a lead chain was then attached to the rings by an old locking d-clamp. Then, just to make sure she was secured. They attached a chain from the other side of the cross rings up to her iron collar. It allowed her just enough room to put her arms above her head so long as her elbows were bent and that was about it. "Let's go," her captor said as he tugged on the lead chain to get her moving. She stumbled at first as he pulled her deliberately hard to yank her off balance. It was a show of supposed dominance, she knew, but didn't say anything about it.

She was then led to a line of women who were similarly bound, attaching her lead to the collar of the girl in front of her... her new redheaded girlfriend. I never did get her name... Elayne thought. After a few minutes, another chained and naked girl was put into line behind Elayne. Once everyone was in place, a whip was cracked and the coffle was made to move forward at a shuffling pace. They were brought to a halt sometime later behind a stage where the girls were then taken off of the chain one at a time and hustled up to be sold off. As the day dragged on, turning slowly to night. Elayne waited for her turn. It eventually came after the redhead was sold, who'd given her one last look back before disappearing from view, never to come back.