Apocalypse: Enslaved

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Jenny tried to stay hidden, avoid any contact with other humans. But she still had morals. Sure, she was a murderer, but she only killed people who tried to harm others. Before the war, she was a detective - until they found out she killed the serial rapist they'd been searching for. No one blamed her, but she went to jail anyways.

She escaped when the jail was evacuated after rumours of a nuclear bomb. It wasnt true, she'd planted therumour herself, but it got her out of that hell hole. She stole some guns and took off. After a few months, society had collapsed and anarchy reigned. She stayed off of main roads and only went into towns when needed.

A few weeks ago, she picked the wrong town. She had run out of water, and was growing desperate. She wouln't last much longer. The town, she could see using her binoculaurs, had a well. People around it were drinking from clean glasses, and wore clean clothes. They had enough water to wash things down there.

A few hours later she arrived. There was a bar and she walked inside. The men were drinking and talking as usual. But the women... She turned to get out but two large men blocked the door. The women were cleaning, sucking cock, bouncing up and down in the men's laps while the men talked. All of them were naked. She pulled out her guns and held them out in front of her.

"Look, this one's fiesty."

"Bet she'd be a good fuck."

"Come here sweetie. I'll show you how a real man feels."

They were all laughing until she turned arounf and shot the two men by the door. She ran towards it when someone grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back. She spun around and shot him in the knee. She failed to see a man on the balcony, holding a gun imed right at her. Suddenly she fell to the ground with a tranquilizer dart in her back. Before she blacked out she heard someone say "Jack, good shot. I think you should get to keep her."

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Jenny groaned as she opened her eyes. She was lying in bed with a man in his thirties. He was attractive, but she didn't know him. His arm was wrapped around her, and there was a rope around her waist and his. The only difference was her hands were also tied behind her back.

"What the hell?"

The door opened and another man entered. "Sir, you said you would be leaving today. You're horse is ready to leave. We also have your new slave's old guns for you. Thought you might like them."

She glared at the man lying next to her. "I'd be careful with her Jack. She seems dangerous... for a girl."

Jenny
5 feet 90 pounds (doesnt get much food, usually hungry)
Long blonde hair
Green eyes
Pure muscle
 
Jack sat up with a grunt of annoyance. "Yeah, yeah, ya damn fool. Don't you know how to knock first? Christ, just because the worlds gone to hell doesn't mean we have to lose our manners, does it?" He got up, grabbed his wide brim hat and smacked the kid with it, ready to shoo him right on out of there. "Her guns, huh? How much ammo was she carrying?" "A box and a half, sir." The young man answered. "Ah, good, put the full box in my saddle bag, with the guns and add the rest to the town's armory."

He looked down at her, noticing the glare in her eyes, he smiled toothilly in return. At the boys warning, Jack looked back up and chuckled. "Oh, don't you worry son, I know how to break the wildest of phillies. She'll make a fine mare to ride." He clapped his hand firmly on the bound girls thigh, rubbing it vigorously.

"Now..." Jack gave the young man a walking jesture with his fingers. "Why don't you just mosey on out of here and give the little lady here and I a moment's peace? Go on, thats right, good boy." Jack growled as he watched the boy smartly hold his tongue and shrink back, out of the room, locking it behind him.

"Good, alone, and finally, you're awake. Whats your name girl?" Jack asked as he grasped her by her bound wrists and forced her up into a sitting position. He undid the rope tied around his waist and slipped off the bed to come around and look at the girl, face to face. He grabbed a bowl of steaming water from the night stand, a rag floating in it. Taking the rag, he reached out to wash her face.
 
Jack sat up with a grunt of annoyance. "Yeah, yeah, ya damn fool. Don't you know how to knock first? Christ, just because the worlds gone to hell doesn't mean we have to lose our manners, does it?" She reavhed into her back pocket to get her knife but it was gone. They must have taken it when she was knocked out. "Her guns, huh? How much ammo was she carrying?" "A box and a half, sir." The young man answered. "Ah, good, put the full box in my saddle bag, with the guns and add the rest to the town's armory."

No one ever touched her guns! She slept with one beneath her pillow and without it she tended to worry. His smile only made her even angrier. She thought about how nice it would be to punch him in he mouth. "Oh, don't you worry son, I know how to break the wildest of phillies. She'll make a fine mare to ride." He clapped his hand firmly on the bound girls thigh, rubbing it vigorously. She struggled angrily, but at the same time she was frightened. She kicked out at him but the boy grabbed her leg and tied her feet together.

"Now..." Jack gave the young man a walking jesture with his fingers. "Why don't you just mosey on out of here and give the little lady here and I a moment's peace? Go on, thats right, good boy." She tensed as she heard the door lock and looked up at him, her eyes filled with fury.

"Good, alone, and finally, you're awake. Whats your name girl?" She growled a little as he forced her to sit up. "None of your business asshole.". She watched as he got out of bed and faced her. Her eyes elwent to the bowl as he came closer. Water. As he reached out to wash her face she instinctively pulled away from him. She hated being touched since... She hated thinking about it. Seeing he was only washing her dace, she relaxed a little, but not much.
 
"You've got some spirit in you little lady, I like that. Word to the wise though, you better watch that tongue of yours around my boys, or you just might end up losing it." Jack chuckled, then gave her a stern look. He continued to wash her face and eventually, a smile returned to his lips. "Well, you sure could use to have a bit more meat on your bones, and I can't say I'm all that fond of your blond hair, but you sure do have a pretty face. You norwegian, or something, girl?"

Jack lifted the bowl of scalding hot water, dropping the dirty rag in then carefully sat it on the girls lap while he waited for her answer. "Careful now, darling, that waters awfully hot, don't go moving too much or you might just knock it over and burn those pretty legs of yours." He warned as he went to where his cloths were laid out on a desk. He drew a knife from the belt of his pants. It made a wicked 'shink' sound as he did, and seemed to continue to hum for a couple of seconds.

Jack turned toward the girl and casually caught glints of light on the blade as he approached her from behind. He bunched her hair up in his free hand and cut the remaining length with his knife with one quick stroke of the blade. Her remaining hair was just above shoulder length. He took the swath of her hair and sniffed it as he came around in front of her again, stabbing the knife into the night stand. "Hmm, I may not care for blonds, but one things for sure, you definately did take good care of your hair..." He said as he picked up a small waste basket and dropped the length of hair into it.

He eyed her for a long moment, daring her to act while she held the bowl of scalding water on her lap. Finally, he sat the basket down, pulled his knife out of the night stand and carefully took the bowl from off her lap. Expecting her to lash out at him, he tossed the bowl aside, so that neither of them would get burned. His knife was also ready to cut her if she tried to lunge at him as well.
 
"You've got some spirit in you little lady, I like that. Word to the wise though, you better watch that tongue of yours around my boys, or you just might end up losing it."

Jenny tensed as he spoke. "Your boys?" Her voice was shaky as she asked. For all she knew he was some psycho who went and killed for fun. She looked up at him trembling a little, eyeing the knife.

She closed her eyes as he washed her face. It felt nice, considering she hadnt washed it for days."Well, you sure could use to have a bit more meat on your bones, and I can't say I'm all that fond of your blond hair, but you sure do have a pretty face. You norwegian, or something, girl?"

"I'm from Texas, and yeah Im thin because there isn't much to eat in the middle of the desert. We can't all have three meals a day with desert on the side, now can we?" She didn't respond to the comment about her hair. Why should he even care.

She frowned as he put the water on her lap and she glared at him angrily. "Careful now, darling, that waters awfully hot, don't go moving too much or you might just knock it over and burn those pretty legs of yours." Her eyes widened as he pulled a knife from his belt, hearing the familiar sound. Was he going to cut her? She was shaking as he went behind her with the knife. But all that happened was he cut her hair. She narrowed her eyes as he sniffed it. But she couldnt move just yet. She jumped a little as he stabbed the nightstand.

"Hmm, I may not care for blonds, but one things for sure, you definately did take good care of your hair..." He said as he picked up a small waste basket and dropped the length of hair into it. It didnt bother her that her hair was short. It was the fact that someone was making her watch while he did something to her without giving her a choice.

As soon as the bowl was out of her lap shekneed him in the stomach. She had to get the knife out of his hand. She tried to think about what do with her hands tied like this.
 
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"Yeah, my boys, they keep these places running smooth for me as long as they get what they want." Jack replied while washing her face. "Texas, hmph, you sure don't sound like a Texan. You know, you could have all you can eat, if you play real nice, girl."

The moment Jack tossed the bowl of water aside the girl rose with all her might, catching Jack in the stomach with her knee, knocking the the air from his lungs. He'd been expecting her to take a shot at him, but not so damn quickly, he barely stepped back in time to avoid a broken rib. Reacting without thinking, Jack stomped on the girls foot and shoved his left arm into her chest, forcing her back down on the bed.

He followed after her, straddling her hips between his legs, pinning her down with his weight. He took a rasping breath and coughed until he was able to catch his breath. "Nice shot girl." Jack croaked out, coughing once more. "Should have gone for the groin though."
 
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Jwnny yelped as he stomped on her foot and pushed her back down onto the bed. She struggled beneath him, kicking and squirming. Her legs were trapped and she could barely move with him ontop of her. She finally gave up and lay still on the bed, her chest movng up and down. God her throat was dry.

"Nice shot girl." Jack croaked out, coughing once more. "Should have gone for the groin though."

She tried to kick him but couldnt in this position. She glared up at him angrily. No one ever got this close to her. Never! "What the hell do you want?" She struggled harder, thrashing beneath him.
 
Jack shook his head and chuckled once he caught his breath. "I want for you to behave, and listen to me, girl..." She began struggling and thrashing under him again. Jack let her struggle, but he had her squarely pinned. "Wup, thats it, girl, go on and wear yourself out. Then maybe you'll be more apt to listen to what I have to say."
 
"I want for you to behave, and listen to me, girl... Wup, thats it, girl, go on and wear yourself out. Then maybe you'll be more apt to listen to what I have to say." Jenny stopped and looked up at him nervously. He was stronger than her and struggling right now wouldn't do her any good. She was shaking a little, biting her lip. "Please... can I have some water?"
 
"Of course!" Jack replied as he slipped off the bed, leaving Jenny unpinned and free to move around, though her wrists were still tied, with a plastic zip tie. He went over to the bathroom sink and ran the tap to get it nice and cold. "Would you like ice?" He asked as he dipped a plastic cup under the crisp stream of water. He kept his eyes on her the entire time.
 
"Of course!" zjenny watched nervously as he left the bed. She sat up and pulled her knees to her chest as she watched him closely. She was surprised he was being nice to her. She had just tried to hurt him and now he was getting her a drink? She licked her lips as she watched the water come out of the sin. "Would you like ice?" He asked as he dipped a plastic cup under the crisp stream of water. She nodded eagerly. "Yes please!"
 
Jack grabbed a hand full of ice chips from a bucket next to the sink and dropped them into the plastic cup. They cracked and popped as they began melting in the cool water. "Here you go... Oh wait, you're still bound. I tell you what, I'll let you enjoy this here cup of clean, cool water on one condition... When I free you, you need to promise me you won't go and try fighting with me... What do ya say? Think you can sit there, like a good girl and just enjoy your water? Hmm?"
 
Jenny watched as he got her some water, and her mouth ffelt even more dry. She stared at it longingly, And the water was clean! It had been so long since he'd tasted cool, good water. "Here you go... Oh wait, you're still bound. I tell you what, I'll let you enjoy this here cup of clean, cool water on one condition... When I free you, you need to promise me you won't go and try fighting with me... What do ya say? Think you can sit there, like a good girl and just enjoy your water? Hmm?" She glared at him and nodded, knowing she didn't have much of a choice. "I won't fight you." When he untied her she took the water and savored the taste. Soon it was all gone. "Can I please have some more?"
 
"By all means." Jack said with a nod stepping aside to allow her to get up and go to the sink herself. He positioned himself between her and the door though. "So, have we finished playing this little game of mental chess, because, quite frankly it's wearing me out." He leaned against the door and crossed his arms as he looked Jenny over. "Once we can get at least a little trust between us, I can turn my back on you long enough to get us some food without having to worry about you trying to stick a knife in me, or something, okay? And, no offence, darlin, but you look like you could use a good meal."
 
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"By all means." She quickly filled the glass and drank some more water. She continued drinking as Jack talked. "So, have we finished playing this little game of mental chess, because, quite frankly it's wearing me out. Once we can get at least a little trust between us, I can turn my back on you long enough to get us some food without having to worry about you trying to stick a knife in me, or something, okay? And, no offence, darlin, but you look like you could use a good meal." She nodded. She hadn't had a good meal in months. She ate whatever she could find, and that wasn't everyday.
 
"I'll take that as a yes then. Do you eat pork? That's what we have on the spit downstairs. I'll have a plate full brought up for you." Jack asked as he knocked on the door, still facing her. The door opened a crack and Jack glanced at the guard who'd opened it. "Bring up a platter of meat... A shoulder and some off the side. Oh, and a bottle of bourbon. Make it the good stuff." He flashed Jenny a smile. "I feel like celebrating."
 
"I'll take that as a yes then. Do you eat pork? That's what we have on the spit downstairs. I'll have a plate full brought up for you." She nodded smiling a little as she sat back on the bed. "Bring up a platter of meat... A shoulder and some off the side. Oh, and a bottle of bourbon. Make it the good stuff." He flashed Jenny a smile. "I feel like celebrating."

"What exactly are you celebrating?" she smiled
 
Jake gave Jenny a learing grin as the guard watched him knowingly before turning away with a lecivious gaffaw. Latching the door, Jake immediately dropped the grin and gave her a serious look. "Your trust." He stated quietly. "The only thing keeping you from being passed around down stairs is my 'claim' on you. And the only reason they're letting me 'claim' you is because they think I'm in control. If I had walked out of here with a stab wound... I think you can imagine what that woulda meant... Right? So, are we cool?"
 
Jenny stepped back as he leered at her, beginning to wonder if everything he'd said was an act. She flinched hearing the man laugh before shuttig the door. But as soon as he shut the door, Jake looked more serious. "Your trust." He stated quietly. "The only thing keeping you from being passed around down stairs is my 'claim' on you. And the only reason they're letting me 'claim' you is because they think I'm in control. If I had walked out of here with a stab wound... I think you can imagine what that woulda meant... Right? So, are we cool?" She nodded, biting her lip.

"Okay."
 
Jake looked back toward the door, motioning her to sit. "You any good at acting? We might need to fake a scene, I don't think they're going to buy it if its quiet in this room all night long. And if you know anything about makeup, it might be a good idea to make it look like you've got a black eye or something... If all goes well, I can get you out of here, take you someplace safe. From there. Well... We'll see, okay?" He sat on the edge of the bed, on the far side from her as he spoke.
 
Jenny sat on the bed, watching him closely. "You any good at acting? We might need to fake a scene, I don't think they're going to buy it if its quiet in this room all night long. And if you know anything about makeup, it might be a good idea to make it look like you've got a black eye or something... If all goes well, I can get you out of here, take you someplace safe. From there. Well... We'll see, okay?"

She nodded and moved closer to him, taking off her jacket. "Look, that guy should be coming back with food pretty soon. This might be a good time to make a scene. I want you to know I'm okay with this. When he comes back, make it look like you're going to rape me." She started to remove the rest of her clothes and laid down on the ned, blushing a little. She motioned for him to get on top of her, and when he did, she began to scream. "Please don't! Oh God, please just let me go!" She sobbed loudly, but looked up at him to let him know she was alright
 
Jake looked a little surprised at first but followed suit and as the door opened, he pinned her wrists against the bed. "Got you your food and that bourbon you asked for, boss. Woah, hey, don't mind me, you two keep at it..." The guy said as he casually went over and set the food and spirits on the counter, noticing the knife. "Got everything handled, boss?" The man asked, his hand on his gun.

"Yeah, I've got this... Bitch had a knife, tried to gut me, now she's gonna pay!" Jake sneered, keeping her wrists pinned as she struggled to get out from under his weight. He pressed against her roughly and smashed his lips against her neck and throat. The guy just stood there watching for a moment, his fingers stroking the hilt of his pistol. Jake sat up and tore open Jen's shirt, his ass pinning her legs down. "Get out of here, will ya? This ain't no show!" "Ah, alright boss..." The guy said reluctantly, staring at Jenny's breasts while licking his lips. "If you need any help... I'll be downstairs..." Jake gave her a look to keep on fighting him instead of trying to hide her breasts, now that her hands were free.

Jake drew his hand back and waited until the door was latched before striking his own thigh as hard as he could. He winced before shouting. "I'll show you what I do to bitches who try to cut me!!"
 
Jenny struggled cryimg as the door opened. "Got you your food and that bourbon you asked for, boss. Woah, hey, don't mind me, you two keep at it..." The guy said as he casually went over and set the food and spirits on the counter, noticing the knife. "Got everything handled, boss?" The man asked, his hand on his gun. She saw the fun and became worried, her eyes wide as she tried to push him off.

"Yeah, I've got this... Bitch had a knife, tried to gut me, now she's gonna pay!" She screamed as she tried to push him off, squirming.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I won't do it again," she cried, looking terrified as she tried to get free. He was very strong, and that allowed her to fight him as much as she could, making it seem more realistic. She cried out as he kissed her neck roughly. The thought crossed her mind that he probably could rape her if he wanted, but he didn't seem like the kind of guy who would. Her eyes widened in surprise as he ripped her shirt open, and almost tried to cover herself, but continued fighting. "Get out of here, will ya? This ain't no show!" "Ah, alright boss..." The guy said reluctantly, staring at Jenny's breasts while licking his lips. "If you need any help... I'll be downstairs..."

She screamed as he slapped his thigh, keeping up the act.

"I'll show you what I do to bitches who try to cut me!!

She continued making sobbing noises until the sound of footsteps ended. She laid back against his chest, relaxing. "It's been years since I've been with a man. It migt be nive to.. you know," she said looking up at him
 
Jake studied her face for a long moment, considering her offer. "Are you serious? You havn't even told me your name, and you want... Don't tempt me, please." He whispered as he slipped to the edge of the bed, rubbing his face. He glanced back at her and smiled slightly, he wanted to, it was in his eyes, but he wasn't sure she was being true, or just trying to trick him. "We've got time... Lets eat." He said as he nodded his head toward the food. "You can have as much as you like."
 
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