Disciples of Caine Ch. 01

"Prove it!" Erin shouted down to him. "Tell us something that only our Caine would know!"

"Erin, the first time we had sex together was also when we lost our virginity to each other," Caine said without hesitation. "We were both nervous as fuck because we left the Junior Prom early to go do it in the back of my truck that I'd converted into a little apartment. I broke, like, two condoms in my haste to get them on and accidentally bumped your head off of the roof of my extended cab when we did get it on, and you had a bruise on your forehead for a week because of it."

"Holy shit..." Erin gasped.

"I knew you two had done it that night!" Mel accused Erin in a playful tone. "You told me that you'd smacked your head into a lamp."

"Partially true... it was the cab light in the back of Caine's truck," Erin admitted in a subdued tone.

"Mel," Caine then called out. "The first time we had sex was in my room as an 'icebreaker session' before we all did our prepper training. You'd just had sex with my dad the night before and Mister Mac had done my mom. You gave me a blowjob and a back rub to loosen me up before we actually did the deed." He laughed ruefully. "I think I was more nervous about having sex with you than I ever was having sex with Erin."

"Damn... it is him!" Melanie said in shock.

There was silence for a moment and then Caine heard some shuffling around. He was able to track their movements down the steeple stairs. When they emerged from the front door of the old church a minute later, they both wore expressions of shock and disbelief. Caine reached up to remove his shades so that they could see all of his face. He smiled warmly at you. "Hi..." he said at last, unable to keep the tears of sheer joy from his eyes. "It's been a while..."

Erin shouldered her sniper rifle and rushed over to him first, embracing him in a big, crushing hug. Melanie was right behind her, wrapping them both up into her arms. Caine shuffled to get her in on the hug as well. All three of them cried as they held each other in the moment of the bittersweet reunion. Then they broke off and tried asking questions all at the same time. They paused and laughed about it. It was Caine who then spoke up first. "Look, we got a lot of catching up to do. We can do it when we stop for the night. I keep a safe house on retainer down in Cheyenne in the Colorado Coalition. We'll spend the night there, eat, catch up on things, and be in Lincoln tomorrow."

Erin frowned at him. "Why not head straight there? We were going to cut the diagonal across South Dakota down into Nebraska."

"Because if the Dakota didn't catch you, the raiders who took over a town just north of Lincoln would have." Caine explained. "I have someone taking care of those raiders, but I don't want to go through there until they're done. Dakota, however, is another story for later."

"Well fuck, if we have to go out of our way then can we go back to Billings to my safe house so I can get my things, my motorcycle, and my girlfriend then?" Erin asked.

"Okay," Caine said before he gestured to his bike. "So, shall we?"

"How are three of us going to fit onto that thing?" Erin asked wryly.

Caine gave her a smirk as he tapped out a few commands on his wrist computer. A sidecar extended out from the right side of the bike. "Since you're the big badass bounty hunter of Montana, how about you take the seat? I can put Mel in front of me as my 'slave'," he said in air quotes.

"Won't we need helmets in case we tip and fall off?" Melanie asked.

"Y'all clearly don't remember my ride," Caine joked. He walked back to his bike and put his weight into it as he pulled it over to the left, lifting the sidecar up off of the ground on the other side. Then he let go and the bike immediately righted itself. "Internal magnetic gyroscope. Impossible to crash that way. The scientists, engineers, and mechanics we got back in Lincoln added the sidecar earlier this year. They were geeking out at the opportunity to study and play with a pre-Flare motorcycle like this and were all too eager to start slapping enhancements on it. I feel like Batman, but with a better support system."

"So I have to know," Erin said, putting her backpack in the storage spot behind the sidecar. "Caine supposedly has been active since the disaster yet here you are years later. How?"

"Remember that scrawny, geeky kid that used to hang out with us? Henry? Let me tell you a bit about what that bastard has been up to..."

***

CHAPTER 4:

It was a normal day in Billings for Jesse and Lea attending their store. Ever since their friend Erin... The Huntress... had cleared the town out and destroyed the Militiamen's general store, their store had become the place to get supplies. The fact that it was now well known that The Huntress favored this store contributed to their fame and their success. They were so busy that they put Erin's girlfriend and slave, Ana, to work as one of their employees until such a time that Erin returned for her. Jesse looked up after he finished helping another customer as a sleek looking black motorbike with a sidecar pulled up with a helmeted man in black driving with two women riding with him. The woman in the sidecar he recognized at once as he walked out to greet her while she stepped out of it. "Erin! It's good to see you again! It's been too long. We've been so worried about you." He turned his head and called into the store. "LEA! ANA! Erin's home!"

"Hiya Jesse!" Erin said happily as she bounded over to him and hugged him hard. "Sorry I couldn't get back. The trail was hot, and I didn't want to lose it." She broke off and hugged Lea and then hugged and kissed Ana hard. "I got some people I want you all to meet." She turned and took the hand of the middle-aged woman.

Ana, having served with her before, recognized Melanie at once. "MEL!" she squealed with glee as she now rushed forward and gave Mel an even bigger hug and a kiss. "I thought that I'd never see you again!"

"Hi honey," Mel said at once, hugging the smaller Asian girl tightly. "I never thought that I'd see you again either."

"So then who's your other friend here?" Jesse asked, indicating the man in black who was taking the helmet off of his head to stow. The man came around, smiling.

"This..." Erin had a wolfish grin on her face, "Is a man who can now guarantee your store's safety and fame." She said proudly.

"Pleased to meet you," the man in black said, sticking out his hand for Jesse to shake. "I'm Caine."

*

Erin found it funny how her friends both went into wide-eyed shock at being introduced to Caine. Then blinked in stupefied disbelief for a few moments and then squealed like they were fangirls at a concert. "OH MY GOD! CAINE, THE CAINE, IS HERE AT MY STORE!" Jesse yelled at the top of his lungs. A crowd gathered at once, all wanting to get a look at the infamous man himself. Erin's jaw dropped as he was an instant celebrity. It took them a good half hour to get all the way into the general store and down the stairs into Jesse and Lea's home basement.

"Do you always get a reception like this?" Erin wondered as they got downstairs while Lea closed the door behind them and turned the lights on. "I've been busting ass for the last three years taking whatever contracts I could just to scrape by. You just walk into a place and people are worshiping you like you're fucking God."

"Oh, you haven't heard?" Caine quipped. "I sit at the right hand of our Lord God Almighty; Chuck Norris."

"Yeah, I've heard the rumors about you. How the fuck did THAT happen?" Erin asked.

"Fucking Henry... again," Caine sighed as Jesse and Lea showed them to some seats so that they all could sit down. "I have no fucking clue about everything he did while we were sleeping the years away, but he's the one who took all the Chuck Norris-isms and applied them to 'Caine.' I'd wring his neck for it but throttling a senior citizen is sorta frowned upon." He undid the clasp of his high neck collar of his tunic and started pulling it off. After tossing it aside he pulled up his t-shirt to look at his chest. There was a huge, ugly black bruise centered around his sternum. "Damn... center mass... my compliments on the shot..." Caine muttered. "That'll bruise for a month."

"Sorry," Erin said sympathetically as Caine stripped out of his shirt to reveal his toned, ripped body. He was definitely easier on the eyes these days.

"Don't be. I would've done the same thing were I you," Caine said with a wink and a smile, catching her eyes roving up and down his body. He sat on the nearest couch and started pulling off his boots while Erin and Melanie sat on another couch. "So, I've been spending the past few hours on the drive telling y'all my story. What happened to you two?"

"We must've left right after you did," Melanie sighed. "We saw the slaver trucks coming, nearly on top of us, and so we ran to the north to lay low for a while. Then we came back to look for you and your parents to see if you made it to the vault once the slavers were gone. We... we found them still in their pods and assumed the worst for you with all of the gunshots that were fired into the inert pods. I'm sorry for your loss, hun," she said sympathetically.

"Thanks," Caine said, wincing from the pain of the memory. "We didn't even know if you all had made it or not and were going to look once we got out." He shook his head. "I went east back to the old neighborhood since I knew where our gear was buried at. Then I continued back to Lincoln where I found Henry at."

Melanie continued their story with Erin filling in the details here and there. Their trek back north to make a home for themselves, their attempts to settle in Montana, the Militiamen trying to enslave all three of them and then killing Mac, Melanie's enslavement and bouncing around a few owners, and then finally Erin rescuing her. "The fucking Militiamen..." Caine spat in disgust. "A bunch of thugs with guns. They were almost as bad as the Crusaders were."

"I'm still getting over the fact that you leveled them with your little ragtag band," Erin snorted with amusement. "Wish I had a name to trade in like that."

"You do, Huntress," Caine pointed out. "I started hearing stories about you and started investigating, hoping that it was you since it sounded like you. Bounty hunters are one thing, but female bounty hunters are rare." Caine stretched and yawned. "It has been a long day chasing you two down. I left Lincoln late last night to get up to Saul's mansion to get you two only to find you gone."

"You're sure he's not going to come after us?" Melanie asked, a slight bit fear in her voice. Ana sensed her apprehension and cuddled up next to the older woman for comfort. Mel smiled at her and kissed the top of her head affectionately.

"I put one through his head myself. Trust me; he ain't coming back," Caine confirmed. Jesse and Lea served them all some breakfast which the six of them ate with idle chit chat. "Thanks for the meal, I don't suppose that you have someplace for us to rest before we head out to Lincoln? I can pay handsomely," Caine offered.

"Fuck that," Jesse snorted. "Neither Caine, nor the Huntress will pay ONE tab in my store or bunkhouse! Stay as long as you all need, come back whenever you're in town. My place is your place." He then looked sheepish. "I only have two spare rooms for you, so you'll have to double up some way.

"How about you sleep with Caine, mom," Erin offered, standing up and taking Ana by the hand. "After all, now that I'm back, I have my slave that I want to get reacquainted with."

"I am glad that you came back for me, Mistress," Ana said softly as she beamed brightly. Erin took her hand and led her off in the direction of the room that they'd used before. "Don't wait up for us."

"Guess that leaves just you and me, stud," Mel joked with Caine. "Think that you still have it in you to take me?"

"Oh just wait and see," Caine smirked, taking her hand and then following Jesse to the remaining spare room.

***

CHAPTER 5:

After Jesse had shown them to the room, Melanie smiled as Caine watched her with a look of both shock and pleasure on his face as she started unbuttoning her jumpsuit. All these years and I can still surprise the boy... she thought wryly. She'd decided back on the motorbike ride as she rode slave in front of him that she was going to fuck Caine again. It wasn't just because they were intimately familiar with him already, or the fact that she needed a decent lay from a real man, it was because that he was THE Caine of newfound legend. Even if he didn't personally do anything prior to the cryo vault spitting them out, he was responsible for feats since then that would be considered epic by anyone's scale.

Besides, she was curious on the impregnation thing about Caine.

The truth was; Melanie was feeling empty and lonely. She started feeling that way when her husband didn't make contact with her after she was captured and she feared, rightfully so, that he was dead. She'd also figured that Erin would go her own way. Having heard from the other slaves around her about women being used as breeding stock these days, she figured that it was only a matter of time before she was knocked up. The idea of raising a baby again appealed to her. Even if Erin got her out, like she did, Erin would eventually do her own thing and Melanie would have to settle down somewhere. At the same time, she'd heard the rumors about Caine: he could get women pregnant by looking at them, he could get a woman pregnant even if they were eating that miraculous little weed known as RadRoot, and he could turn lesbians into cock hungry little sluts. The few times she had gotten off while enslaved was when she was picturing the mythical Caine that she'd heard so much about fucking his baby into her.

Just thinking of it now as she stripped before him made her go wet.

She rolled onto the small bed, now completely naked, beckoning him forward. "Let's see what you got under there and if you're as mythical as everyone says you are.

"Got a question for you first," Caine said as he started to strip. "Did you and Erin fuck after she got you?" When Mel flashed a guilty look across her face, he laughed. "Oh you two did do it, you naughty little girls..." he snickered in amusement as understanding dawned in his gaze. He waggled his finger at her knowingly. "Dad had pegged the two of you as a couple of dirty sluts."

"You're complaining?" Mel asked in a husky voice, as she waited on the bed for him.

Caine gave her a knowing look. "Nah. You know me; I will never judge," he said playfully.

"Good, because, oh Lord and Master Caine, I want to know more about you," she said. "Like; how'd you figure it out?"

Caine tapped his nose. "A lot of the genetic enhancements came with heightened senses. I can track people by scent like a bloodhound. Considering that I know what you and Erin both smell like after sex from our 'training' back in the old days, I was able to catch both of your scents and put two and two together."

"Hm," Mel conceded. "Well, while we're on the topic of sex, I want to see if some of the rumors about your manhood are true." She dropped to her knees on the carpet and pulled Caine's boxers down at the waistband. His cock sprang out to meet her, already hard and throbbing. "Oh my! That's bigger than before!"

"Like I said on the ride down; I've had enhancements done," Caine said, looking down at her.

"Does that include your ability of knocking women up even if they're on RadRoot?" Mel asked softly, taking his cock into her slender hand to stroke. "I've heard about your... virility."

"You want me to get you pregnant?" he asked. Mel looked up at him deep in the eyes and nodded.

"Yes, please," Mel breathed huskily as she stroked him.

"Boy or girl?"

"You can actually decide?" Mel asked incredulously, eyebrows shooting up in surprise. Caine smiled wickedly and nodded. "Hm... give me a little girl, then," she decided on the fly before suckling on the head of his cock again. She then heard him let out a deep moan as she stroked him some more before taking him all the way into her mouth.

Caine was definitely longer and thicker than she remembered him being. It was now a struggle for her to take him all in. So she had to pull back, relax her throat as much as she could and took him all in this time. Caine rolled his head back, groaning with pleasure now. Mel felt pride swell in her chest at her ability to still be able to pleasure him. Once she'd sucked on him for a minute or so, she stood up and laid back down onto the bed, beckoning him forward as she spread her legs for him. He crawled up on top of her, mounted her, and sank his cock down into her waiting pussy.

"Oh... God!" Mel gasped with wide-eyed surprise. He was definitely the largest she'd ever had since coming out of cryo. She moaned again as her pussy molded around his manhood. One of his hands was on her hips and the other one snaked under her neck. He just kept them there, waiting for her body to accommodate him before doing anything.

"Are you okay Mel?" Caine whispered, his hot breath on Mel's neck just behind her ear.

"You have no idea..." Mel breathed. "Its been so long since I've had a real man inside of me." At the same time, she started gyrating up against Caine's hips. "Oh fuuuuuck..." Mel closed her eyes and whined as he started fucking her faster and faster. She wrapped her arms around Caine's neck and pressed her breasts into his chest. "Oh God... fuck me, Caine, fuck me!" she whimpered into his neck as she lifted her hips up sot that her pussy would slam against his massive cock as fast as it could.

"Then let me drive, woman," Caine said, sliding his hands down her body to squeeze her ass. Mel's mind became delirious with pleasure as his cock tore across her clit at just the right angle. His balls were slapping against her ass at a rapid rhythm while Erin sucked on her nipple while pinching the other one. She was screaming out her pleasure with every thrust into her. Then, finally, her body jerked as the orgasm overcame her. The moment she clamped down onto his cock, Caine came inside of her. Mel subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles behind his back to keep him inside of her. Their bodies rocked as one as they got off together, never letting go of one another until they were both finally spent.

"Oh my God..." Mel moaned deeply. "Best... orgasm... ever..." she said before giving a silent apology to her dead husband. Caine truly was more 'enhanced' than before. She kissed him passionately "You truly are a man of steel now." She moaned as she felt his seed flood into her womb. "Do me again... I want you to knock me up, baby."

Caine smiled as he nuzzled her head. "Whatever the lady wants."

"Remember; a little girl if you really can decide the gender on your own."

"Yes, ma'am!"

*

Over in the next room, things were softer and more sensual as Erin and Ana first undressed each other and then cuddled on the bed, gently making out with one another. "Mmmmmm... I've missed you, Mistress," Ana moaned with pleasure as their bodies touched. "You were gone for so long."

"I've missed you too, hun," Erin moaned as she held Ana close. Then she rolled over so that she was on top of Ana, grabbing the smaller woman's wrists and pinning them on either side of her head. She hungrily kissed the other woman deeply while hooking her feet on the insides of Ana's ankles to make her spread her legs. Then she ground her mound down onto Ana's, sending waves of pleasure shooting through them both. Their breasts smashed together while Erin continued to grind against her slave. Ana moaned and whimpered with need as Erin fucked her in this way, raising her hips up to meet Erin's grinding. Their moist slits dragged against one another, building the pleasure up inside of them both.