[2:00PM, Roman Delights Social Club, Idaho Falls]
 
Though the midday meal was late, Lareina got her staff fed though Francisco took his meal outside as he worked on cleaning his vehicle and camper while he ate. Several men in dark suits and dark glasses walk into the building’s fences in back yard area, taking up spots to stand in. Francisco puts down his wipe-down cloth and pulls down the rear hatch of his camper closed. Two of the men step up besides Francisco.
 
One of the men leans over Francisco, “You are to stay where you are. Make any sudden moves and we will drop you where you stand.”
 
Francisco turns to face him and crosses his arm almost in challenge and defiance to what was told to him. Several more men enter the alley but do not enter the rear yard. A long large black car pulls up to the open yard’s gate but not into the yard itself. One of the men opens the rear door of the vehicle with a couple more men in dark suits and glasses step out into the yard, followed by an older gentleman in a grey suit. They walk to the middle of the yard and stop for a moment. The older gentleman looks at Francisco with a disapproving look before going into the rear of the club building.
 
One of the men by Francisco leans to him and says “You’re lucky Old Man Tony did not give you a ‘Thumbs Down’ or we would have killed you after he entered the building.”
 
Francisco gives him a stupid smile and a nod, thinking “Try it. You might kill me, but I’m taking you with me.”
 
 
The meeting inside did not go as intended. Mikey is dead, his son is dead, a couple of gang members are dead or forever wounded into disability. Though Mikey was a major key in the organized crime pyramid, the others were not and only Mikey’s son was a minor key in controlling the gang members entering the city. There was a price to be paid and the Little Red Queen is not going to pay it if she can help it.
 
“Little one, You’s always been a favorite to ‘Uncle Tony.’” The Old Man begins “You’s paid your loans and protection moneys, you always paid out your 15-percent. But Keeling Mikey and his boy, that is a debt that can never be paid.”
 
“Where was your peoples to protect me and my business when Mikey’s boy brought in his gang to rob the place? If he would have left with the money, I would not have been able to pay you your 15-percent. Where was your peoples when Mikey pulls out this gun and threatened to kill us all? My dogs acted in defense of their master – me.” Lareina tells him as she put Mikey’s gun on her desk to show him. She continues, “Where was your peoples when Mikey put a bomb in my rides to blow me and my business up?” She places the explosive device on the desk next to the gun. She points at them and tells the old man “I pay you for protection. Where were your people when I needed protection? Nowhere. So why should I continue to pay for a service you denied? Believe me, you do not want me to side with Alfonse. Alfonse is a man of his word. You have not been a man of your word, or somebody in your organization is holding back for what I pay for and lying to you that they are. You need to find out the truth and tell me what is going on before I pay another 15-percent.”
 
“You do not tell me what to do...” Tony tells her.
 
“You want my money? You do as I tell you. Or my money is going to Alfonse. The choice is yours – find out who in your organization is lying to you about giving me protection services when I had gotten none and deal with them as you see fit, or I go to Alfonse.” Lareina tells him.
 
“This is not over.” Tony tells her in a threatening tone.
 
“This is not over until you find out who is lying to you because I’m not getting the protection I pay for. That is theft. Theft from me and theft from you. I trust you to be a man of your word and what I am asking for is not much – Clean the house of who is messing with the both of us, we can go back to me paying you 15-percent. Or I go to Alfonso – he only charges 10-percent. Until then you get nothing. Payment resumes when you clean house and we have another meeting about details of what was done.” Lareina tells him before taking back Mikey’s gun and explosive device.
 
Tony gets up and leaves the room without saying a word. Everyone can tell he was more than angry.
 
The yard of men leave once Tony gets into his vehicle and drives away. Lareina steps out into her back yard and walks over to Francisco.
 
“Francisco, I know this is your last night, but I need to let you know – be on high alert tonight. Later before work I will show you a couple escape routes in case something happens.” Lareina tells him.
 
Francisco nods. He then lets out a sigh before saying, “Can Maria and Darlene start on their day early so I can have some alone time to have a talk with Tamara?”
 
“Send them in to find Dora, if they cannot find Dora, they can go upstairs to my office and help me.” Lareina tells him.
 
“Thank you.” Francisco tells her before he steps to the side of the camper at the same time Lareina goes to her club building. He knocks on the door before opening and sticking his head inside.
 
The girls were in their sleep wear at best – T-shirt, bra and panties.
 
He tells them, “Girls. Ms Lareina wants you (Maria) and you (Darlene) in your work clothes and start early with Ms. Dora. If you cannot find her then you can go to Ms Lareina’s office and she will assign something for you two to do. You (Tamara) are to stay here with me as you are. You and I going to have a long talk, so do not change into your work clothes until I tell you too.”
 
“Hmph... I bet that is what you were told... You just want me alone so I can service you.” Tamara lets out as Maria and Darlene begins to pulls out their work clothes to put on and get ready for work.
 
Darlene lets out “I’m willing to stay and service you if you want, Francisco.”
 
“It’s OK, Darlene. This is something between Tamara and I need to discuss before Lariena takes her and sends her to some sex show and perform for an audience if there is no chance in her behavior.” Francisco tells her.
 
Both Maria and Darlene nod at him as they take off their t-shirts and put on their work uniforms. It takes only a couple of minutes for them to get dressed, put their shoes on and step out of the camper. Francisco turns his head to see the girls go into the club. Once inside he turns to Tamara before stepping inside the camper. The door is closed and both are locked.
 
Tamara is on her knees with her arms crossed under her breasts. She demands “How do you want it? A blow job? A hand job? No way you are going to stick your Peenus into my Virginia...”
 
Francisco grabs her by her wrists and quickly wrestles her to the camper’s mattress, pinning her down and holding her in place, her legs open wide with him between them.
 
He growls at her “You’re lucky you have not been shot dead, fed to the dogs or sent off to some sex show and perform for an audience.” He pauses for a second needing to adjust the hold on her as she tries to wriggle out of it before he continues “Even at the mines you think you were in control being the mine master’s favorite. But no, something happened there and now that mine is gone – burning from some fire somebody set – probably from the Mine Master trying to set the blimp on fire. So there is no Mine master to please. But there is me, I’m the one in control. I’m the one who got you a place to sleep, food in your belly, a private bath to wash in, and a job that pays real money and not worthless Slave Dollars. Yet you have tried your best to destroy what I am getting you and the others? You want to be free? You can walk out and be free alone. Or you can be free with Maria, Darlene and me. The choice is yours.”
 
“I still won’t service you!” Tamara tells him as she tries to fight him off.
 
“You are going to do what I request you do to do. Nobody rides in my camper for free.” He tells her loudly.
 
Tamara all of the sudden goes limp under him and begins to cry. “No! I Do Not want To Service Anyone Ever Aga-**!” She gasps as Francisco slaps her. She looks up at him, bewildered at what he did to her.
 
“I’m not wanting you to service me, but if it came to that, you will be like a loving caring wife would be to her husband. Maria would, as Darlene as well and without question. You are no different from them. And I do not demand to be serviced from them as I do not demand to be serviced from you. But if it comes to you having to service me, you will do it without the bitching or complaining.” He tells her. He throws in, “Like I seen you do with the Mine Master many times.”
 
She pleads to him “Please let me go. Please. I’ll do anything, even service you.”
 
“It is not that simple. If in the next town we go to you do this shit again, I am not stepping in to save you. You got lucky here, because we are leaving in the morning. But if we were to have stayed like these good people want us because we are good hard working people, and you continued with your bullshit – you would be sent off to the sex shows and getting #$@!ed by some Chem loaded Wessen or a dog. Do you want that? Do you really want that? But if you are going to run with me, I don’t have much but what I have I would share with those willing to run with me. Being a bitch and making threats against us is not the thing to do as that will leave you alone in this world. You think you will have it all, but you won’t. As soon as you get it you will be beaten, robbed of what you got, rape you, and become somebody else’s slave if they do not kill you because you do not know how to fight or use a weapon. I am the one protecting you and the others. Without me, you would end up as a slave to another master. Do you really want that?!!” He explains.
 
Tamara remains quiet for a while before she shakes her head.
 
“Then let me do what I have to do and do what I tell you to do and do what people I trust tell you to do. As is, if you worked like you were supposed to, you would have been getting cash for the work you did, but since you spent your time tied up in a chair instead of doing real work, you will not be getting any money. Tonight is our last night here, if you work and do a good job as they tell you to do, you will get money for that in the morning. Don’t mess this up for Maria, Darlene or myself and do not mess this up for yourself.” He tells her and remains in silent for a while before saying to himself “Maybe I should have you service me to teach you a lesson.”
 
“Maybe I need to be taught a lesson.” She says in a challenging tone before throwing in. “It’s not like I have any friends here. I’ve been using everyone like the Mine Master taught me to do. But without him, I cannot use anyone like he did.”
 
“You are a sick bitch.” He tells her, adjusting the hold on her so he can pin her down with one hand before pulling her smooth silk panties to the side, “You need to learn who your new master is, which is me.” She begins to shake her head as he opens his pants and pulls out his already harden penis, tucking his briefs behind his testicles. He places the head of his male organ at the entrance of her female organ before taking both her wrists with both his hands. Hold her down before he could thrust himself in her, she throws up her hips to try to buck him off but her timing was off as she tried to buck him off while he was thrusting his hips forward, making his penis enter her vagina as deep it can go in a single move.
 
She gasps, looking at him wide eyed as his penis slides all the way in her and pushes against her cervix in a single thrust. He begins to pump and slide his penis deep and hard in her while she moans and breathes heavily, though trying to protest while her body was accepting and wanting of the ravenous attack it was being given.
 
“No! Stop! Pull Out... before it is too late! Oh... God... Ah... No! Please... Ohh... Don’t... Seed... Me... Pleeease...” She tells him even though her body was bucking with his, making their coupling that much more intense for her.
 
He did not listen to her begging and pleading, he kept on banging her long and hard with each passing moment making her more delirious as she got higher and higher on her sexual apex to her climax. He was nothing like the Mine Master or his clients, only lasting a few minutes before pulling out and spilling their seed onto her bare skin. With Francisco though, his past sexual activities with Ashley earlier that day and his anger made him seem more powerful, stronger, and more ravenous against her, more so than Mine Master or his clients.
 
After 30 or so minutes, Tamara was a babbling idiot wanting more of what he was giving her. She had greatly orgasmed for the first time other than the tiny rumbles she would give herself at night in bed, something she never had happened before. She was building to a second orgasm when his balls decide to erupt a large load of seed into her, making her release into her second climax as his penis throbs inside her and fills her empty uterus with his sperm.
 
It takes a couple more minutes for them to come down from their climax. They spend a couple minutes looking at each other and trying to accept what had happened between them. Francisco could keep going for a second round with Tamara but he’s more worried about her for some reason. Tamara lies there looking up at him with dried tear trails going down her face, confused and wondering how to take it, how to take being put in her place by somebody she thought was weak but proved himself to be stronger than the Mine Master himself.
 
He slowly lets go of her wrists and slowly sits up on his knees with his cock still impaled inside her pussy. He then starts to pulls out from her vagina and then rests his still hard cock against her labia.
 
Tamara asks “You put your seed in me?”
 
“And if I did?” He asks in return.
 
“You could have gotten me pregnant with a baby.” She complains as she pulls her panties back into place before sitting up to face him closer.
 
“I’ll take that chance though I know the Mine Master forced you girls to take a medicine to keep you sterile and unable to get pregnant. To my understanding it would be many months before you could get pregnant again, if ever.” He tells her.
 
Tamara was about to ask how he knows but he interrupts her, “Do not ask how I know because I do. I have been there more years than you have and when the Mine Master’s father was in charge and he taught me all there is as I was going to be the Mine Master if he did not died. But he did and his son took over and shortly after you and the others came.” He pauses for a second before telling her “You going to clean me up or what?”
 
“What do you mean by that?” Tamara asks.
 
“Lick my dick to get your scent of it and off me.” Francisco tells her.
 
“Eww… Why should I do that?” She complains.
 
“It is something you girls do and seem to like doing, and I seen you do it when you had to service the Mine Master and his clients. So don’t give me that bull crap that you do not like doing it, you seemed to have liked then and you will continue to like it now.” He tells her, taking her hand and taking it to his groin to grab his cock by the base. “Now take care of it.”
 
Tamara could not think of what else to do, it is something she has done and in a sense enjoyed doing so. But admitting it and being forced to do it are not things she appreciate. But she was stuck between a rock and a hard place as far as her thoughts and emotions were. Her only option that would satisfy both was to follow a new master that is he who is sitting in front of her and do as he tells her to do. She lowers herself closer to his penis, giving its head couple of kisses before putting it in her mouth. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down to take in his shaft as deep as she could take it down her throat. Though some of the body fluids on his shaft were his, much of it was hers, a flavor she, like any other girl, is used too from fingering themselves and then licking their fingers clean when done. It should have taken her a couple minutes to do but continues onward after five minutes has passed.
 
Francisco takes Tamara by the shoulder and literally pushes her off him, telling her “That’s enough!”
 
She pulls off his male shaft from the force of being pushed off. They both look at each other for a moment.
 
“I was not finished.” Tamara complains.
 
“You are now. So let’s end this here. Go get dressed and maybe you can work with the others. If you want money, you are going to work.” He tells her.
 
“I’ll wait until tonight to work and spend my time here with you and get to know you better.” She throws at him.
 
“I need my rest for work tonight and be ready and rested when we leave town tomorrow.” He tells her.
 
“Where are we going?” She asks.
 
“North to Kanada. My grandfather has a farm up there and he can give me a home to live up there.” He tells her.
 
“And where would I go?” Tamara asks.
 
“It’s up to you; but Maria wants to stay with me as my wife, and Darlene said the same things so I would have 2 wives through them. What you want to do after we get there is on you.” Francisco tells her.  
 
“What do I have to do as a wife?” Tamara asks.
 
“I do not believe you said that.” Francisco throws at her, he continues “A girl should know what a wife does for her husband, like a mother is a wife to the father. The woman has to do things for the husband and his home and support him in the things she does.”
 
“What about #$@!ing?” She asks.
 
“You should know all about that, especially since we just did it.” He throws at her.
 
“I mean as a wife.” She points out.
 
“I swear, girl...” He throws at her “Being a wife to you should be like you being a girl. It is something that is part of you. So a husband #$@!ing his wife is something they do and do all the time as they have the time and place to do it in. And they would not have to worry about getting the wife pregnant with a baby because that is what they want.”
 
“But I do not want to be pregnant with a baby!” Tamara lets out.
 
“That is the chance we take when we – you and me, #$@!. Besides, the Mine master gave you so much of that medicine so you would not get pregnant with a baby inside you that you will not be able to get pregnant with a baby for a long time if not forever. When was the last time you had your period?” He throws at her and asks.
 
Tamara looks away from him before answering, “Years ago when I started to bleed, the Mine Master had me take the medicine every day since. And I stopped bleeding after that.”
 
“So you can #$@! and not worry about getting pregnant with a baby.” He puts down at her. He adds, “The same thing is true with Maria and Darlene.”
 
They look at each other for the moment.
 
He throws at her “But as my wife we will be #$@!ing all the time. If you were my wife, we would be #$@!ing too like we just did here.” He tells her.
 
Tamara looks down at herself, almost ashamed of what had happened between them. Francisco looks at her reaction, having seen that reaction before and knowing what it means.
 
He throws at her, “Don’t give me that look. You were enjoying it more than I was.”
 
“My mother told me that if I am going to be raped that I am to lay there and enjoy it.” She tells him.
 
“If you enjoy getting raped, then it is not rape.” He tells her.
 
“It is still rape.” She throws back at him.
 
“No it is not because rape carries the Death Penalty. But if you lay there and enjoy it, then it is not rape and whoever was going to die for raping you will be set free, and then they will go after you and kill you which it is found out that he killed you for revenge for trying to get him killed for raping you when you enjoyed it – he will be a free man and you would be dead.” He tells her.
 
“You would not kill me...” She says unsure of herself, saying to herself, “Would you?”
 
“Accuse me of raping you when you enjoyed it and when I be set free, you would be lucky if I kill you. No. I would have Lariena sell you as a sex slave and service Men and Wessens on Chems, and be part of those sex shows and have a dog #$@! you every day, four or five times a day.” He tells her.
 
“But if I was your wife...” Tamara begins.
 
“There is no such thing as a husband raping a wife. It is like raping a slave, which is not possible, because the wife, like a slave, is the husband’s property, and the wife has to do her wifely duties, and if she doesn’t do those wifely duties, the husband can do to her as he pleases, including forcing her in getting those wifely duties done.” He tells her.
 
“But what are these wifely duties you speak off?” She asks.
 
“As a girl you should know what wifely duties mean.” He tells her.
 
“Then you tell me what you think it is.” She almost challenges him.
 
“Wifely duties mean that you are to give me, the husband, of what I need and demand when it is said when I want it done, that includes #$@!ing.” He explains.
 
“And if I say no to #$@!ing?” She asks.
 
“Either I force you to do it or...”He begins.
 
“Or what?” She interrupts him.
 
“Or... you will be thrown out into the streets or sold into slavery, and be given the reputation of a cold wife. You will be #$@!ing when the streets or a new master instead of #$@!ing me, and they might beat you if you do not comply to their demands. Do you really what that?” He tells her.
 
“No...” She lets out.
 
“Then the choice is simple. You do as I tell you to do whether you are my slave or my wife.” He tells her.
 
“Then which one am I? To you?” She asks.
 
“I have final say in that, especially since many have told you that I am your new master for saving your ass from being sold to service Wessens and Chem Crazed Men on West Broadway and 45th street or perform in the sex theaters getting #$@!ed by dogs.”  He tells her. He lets out a sigh before telling her, “Treat me well with honor and respect, do as I tell you to do, and I’ll treat you more like a wife and not a slave but as my slave Maria and Darlene has domain over you and you not over them. Disrespect me and dishonor me, you will find yourself alone in the middle of nowhere or sold off to another master or sex show. You accept to these terms or not?”
 
“I don’t have much of a choice, do I? I leave to be on my own and somebody is going to do me in. If I stay and disrespect you, I would be sold off to a new master that would beat me and abuse me, or to the sex show and have sex with dogs. If I stay I have to remain a good girl and service my new master that you are.” She says mostly to herself though she can be heard by him in the space they share.
 
“You need me to teach you who’s the master again or what?” He tells her.
 
“Teach me? As in...” She asks.
 
“Teach you as in holding you down and #$@!ing you again.” He tells her.
 
“If this were the back in the Mines I would tell you ‘you wouldn’t dare.’” She tells him.
 
“Ms Lareina got news about the mines. The Mine Master tried to burn the Slaver’s Airship because of some bad deal going on between them and it end up burning the mines. Many workers and water girls managed to get out but a lot of slaves in chains, the Slavers and his crew and the Mine Master are all dead.” Francisco explains to her as he continues to embellish the story as he knows it.
 
“He (the Mine Master) was fighting with the Slavers Airship Captain about paying him for a bunch of sick and dying slaves...” Tamara says to herself, again heard by him.
 
“So even if I let you go to go back to the mines, there is nothing there for you to go to. The Mine Master is dead, the mines are on fire and the shitty junk buildings we slept are also on fire. Those who managed to escape the fire are gone to who knows where. So where would you go? There is nowhere for you to go. It is by luck that you went into my camper with Darlene when you did and by me escaping that place and taking Maria, saved both your lives. So you owe me your life and everything in it.” He tells her.
 
Tamara sat there in silence, trying to hold back her emotions but tears still flowed. Everything and everyone she knew is gone. Except for Maria, Darlene and Francisco, she was all alone in the world. She’s an ex Miner Master’s Service Girl with no more Mine Master to service or snitch to. She only two options set for in life and she was afraid of both of them. She was not liking the hand that life had just dealt her. She has a new master to answer to.
 
She tells him “You do not need to teach me, I will be a good girl for you.”
 
Francisco steps out from sitting on his knees between her legs and to the space beside her, lying on his back and look up at the ceiling. His penis was still rock hard and wanting of some hot tight hole to fill in. But he knows what his body wants, which is rest.
 
He tells her, “I need to rest. You can get dressed and see if you can do anything to work for some bit of cash or you can stay here and rest quietly with me. The choice is yours.”
 
“I’ll stay here with you.” She replies.
 
“And if I want to take sex from you?” He asks.
 
“You can have it, I’ll freely give it without arguing it.” She answers before lying on her side to face him. She then points out his erection, “You’re still hard and wanting.”
 
“So?” He tells her as he puts his hands to his briefs and puts his penis back in them. “It just means I need time to rest. Not to #$@! some little girl to teach her a lesson unless I have too.”
 
“Oh...” She replies.
 
[To Be Continued...]

As Valentine heads back, Molly came out and trotted his way, slowing down as she passed Valentine and then picking up speed again as she headed towards Hondo.
 
“You’re not limping anymore, that’s good news.” He said as she trotted up to him.
 
“Really?” she said, walking a quick circle around him to test out her gate. “I didn’t even notice, until now, honestly… The short nap must have helped some.”
 
He nodded, “Like Jefe an’ I said, if you rest, you’ll heal… How are you feelin’ otherwise?”
 
“Well, my hips still a bit sensitive to pressure on the side and my guts and ribs still feel like I was kicked by a horse, but I’m definitely getting better.” She said.
 
“If that’s not gone in a couple days, we need to talk to Jefe ‘bout it.” He replied
 
She smiled as she grabbed his coat and leaned in closely, “You’re the third person to say that to me today… Nice to know people care.”
 
“Well, we do, an’ I hope you know that.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “I know, and it’s nice. It’s not something I’ve had much of, before… Just wish I’d heal up faster as I want you to pound me! Starting to get really horny for you, but not sure my insides can take you yet.”
 
“You goin’ into heat?” He asked, cocking his head a bit at her as he asked.
 
She shook her head, “No. I shouldn’t for another month at least. It’s about every three months and I was in heat right before.. before, uhm..”
 
“Before Fight Town, I remember you sayin’ that.” He finished for her, knowing she was thinking of James dying again.
 
She nodded somberly, “Yeah, uhm, then… So, I should have some time, but I do miss making love with you. Seems that not being able to and having you close makes me feel like I’m in heat, though I’m not. But I know Maggie says she’s going into heat soon and I swear one of the girls are, as I smelled it in your bedroom. I didn’t ask as I did not want to embarrass any of them. Tonya has been a bit abrasive with me today, and Zoey has been really fidgety, so it could be either of them.”
 
“*sigh* … That all is somethin’ I’m completely lost in… Zoey an’ Tonya have said some things ‘bout wessen heats an’ how I’m expected to help them, but frankly it’s a lot for me to take in or figure out.” He said.
 
“I’ll help you, if I can… Uhm, has Zoey had a heat yet?” She asked.
 
He shrugged, “I don’t think so, but I don’t know. She says she hasn’t, but… I have no idea what to do or what to ask or anythin’ there.”
 
“Well, we’ll figure it all out together. There’s a lot of different ways that wessen parents handle it. Some is by region and some things by species. Some is dependent on how they handle their heats, which for young teens it’s always worse and Zoey especially will need you when hers starts as it’s a confusing time for a young wessen woman. For some it doesn’t get much easier, but they learn what works to ease the symptoms.” She said.
 
“Like Maggie.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “Yeah… You figured out how to help her?”
 
He shook his head, “No, not really. She want’s me to possibly have her spayed, but even if this #$@!in’ world allows that, I can’t let that happen to her. Not sure #$@!in’ her is the answer either, as I heard some wessen if you screw them without breedin’ them it makes the heat longer an’ worse! There’s so much about it all that’s different an’ some things I’m told I’m supposed to do, that I’m not too comfortable with doin’.”
 
“Everyone is different, but we will figure it out… I’m glad you don’t want to sterilize her. That’s the first thing most humans jump to when wessen heat troubles are talked about. Many masters do that, either with pills, shots, or sometimes surgically, unless the wessen is breeding stock. They say it makes us more docile and predictable, as well as being a way to control the quality of slaves, as those with less desirable characteristics are weeded out.” She replied.
 
He frowned angrily and shook his head, “I get that it can be troublesome, but that’s just not the answer! I figured it was done, but didn’t realize how often. Is it that common everywhere?”
 
“It’s fairly common with slaves, though you see if being forced on even free wessen in some towns. With each region it’s different, and honestly, where we are is probably the freest for us wessen, even before you and Fernando got the region’s main towns to stop slavery. Only other places freer for us is some of the wessen settlements, but some of them treat all humans like slaves, and take it to the extreme out of spite and hate. Wessen Town was nothing compared to some of the others, I have been told. I’ve not been to most of them, but you hear stories… Sometimes Slave owners spay their slave girls before their first heat hits or after one or two, as they can stunt their growth and keep them looking younger for a long time, but ultimately, they die before they hit forty years old. Some say it’s from their growth and cycles being stopped, but it’s hard to tell, as they are usually sex kittens and distraction girls for some entertainment house and that lifestyle leads to a lot of injuries and sicknesses, so why they die young could be for many reasons. Plus, the chemicals they are on for life, to keep their hormones stable, to force them to be more obedient, and keep them horny, has side effects as well. I’m sure April and Kiah could tell you more about all that. Higher end sex kittens, usually privately-owned ones, go through the surgeries, as it’s easier on their bodies to be spayed surgically than chemically, but they too are on hormone drugs for life usually, though sometimes not as many as the entertainment girls.” She explained.
 
“That’s just barbaric!” He growled.
 
“It’s worse with working slaves, often, the one with physical labor jobs, I mean. On top of obedience chemicals, they are given hormones and steroids to make them stronger too. Males are often steered, especially if they are aggressive, or of a species that the master doesn’t want interbreeding with the others. It can be used as a punishment, for both males and females too, though more often for males. Working females are more often left whole, as long as their heat doesn’t mess with their duties. And though it’s not unusual, for them to spay the girls, they often let them go until eighteen to let them mature, but if they don’t want them bred, chastity belts are sometimes used, for both males and females, to let their bodies grow before spaying or neutering. For the girls, if the heats are bad, then sometimes they use an injection that lets the heat go through but suppresses the pheromones, and the sex drive, and other symptoms, but it makes then very sick while they are taking it. It’s expensive, though, and it makes heats happen more often, so more is needed, and if the girl is weak she can die from it, but it lets them mature if they live.”
 
Hondo scowled at her, “You want me to burn this world down?”
 
She shook her head, “No. I just want you to know what we go through, the fear we have of being made slaves, the fears and struggles we have as wessen, and why so many want to give themselves to you both for what you have done. I know we’ve all seen bad things, out here, but the further south and east we go, the worse it gets. If we make it through no-man’s land, we will see far worse places, at least that’s what the stories from merchants who trade on the other side of No Man’s Land say… The further we get the more human salves we will see too. Though as wessen, we are looked down on and treated rougher, human slaves are not immune to many of those treatments. Had Ruth, her sister, and cousins, been taken to the slave market and sold further south, unless someone bought them to breed, they very likely would have been chemically sterilized too. A slave that is pregnant costs more resources and can do less work. Some smaller slave holders put up with pregnancy to increase their holdings, but many of the larger, wealthier ones don’t want the down time. There are less of the wealthier out here, as even that spoiled brat Maribelle’s family was small fish compared to some of the others close to Chinatown by the inland Mississippi sea, or on the other side of it. Her family and other’s frequented fight town, like all the wealthy families in the area did, but occasionally, one of the wealthies from the east would come, and looked down their noses at everyone. Their slaves and the merchants that followed them told tales of fight towns, and cities of sin, that made Fight Town look like a church town. Despite all that, the altering of slaves still happens a lot more than is good out here… I’ve even had my heat suppressed a couple times as a girl, and was given the first dose of the sterilization chemicals, before being sold as a slave, to my last owner, when I was in my early teens, but it takes many doses to make it take, and my new owners didn’t want that me, thankfully. I know how sick they can make you, especially the sterilization one… I was weak, my belly, breast, and even my pussy hurt, I had headaches, I could barely see or think, I couldn’t hold any food down, and couldn’t sleep. It was awful. But my owners were kind enough to give me medications for the pain and some to help me sleep, and let me rest until it was out of my system… The master got drunk and beat me a couple times, but other than that they treated me well, and my Mistress ended up freeing me, after the Master died. Most others don’t have it so good, and as much as I appreciated what they did for me, and what you have done too, I can only imagine that the others who have had it worse, like Maggie, have no way to express how much they appreciate both your and Fernando’s kindness. ”
 
“I appreciate your insights, Molly, but hearin’ all that does make me sick an’ angry…To think that it can get worse… heh… You know it can in your head, but, damn… I’m glad we can help, but I’m still not sure how it helps with Maggie or the girls.” He replied.
 
She stretched up and kissed him lightly before lowering back down, to look at him, while smiling softly, “It helps, as they need you to know what happens to their kind, or has happened to them, as they know it all too well, and in knowing what is done, I know you will use that, while looking at what else can be done, so you can help them the best way possible. They trust you to do what’s best for them, even if it hurts or is scary, as they know you care. Maggie doesn’t really want to be spayed, but she gave that as an option to you, to take the stress off you in making the choice, as if you feel its best, she wants you to use that on her. You and Fernando have the trust of the women you saved, and for most of us that includes whatever needs done to our bodies to keep us safe and healthy. If you felt Maggie needed the shots to calm her heat, though it would make her sick, she’d gladly take it. Zoey would too, but she would need you to hold her a lot. We trust you to help us, but we need you to trust yourself, and to know what we have been up against and what is out there.”
 
“yeah, I have to know an’ want to know, so I can do more an’ make better decisions for the girls, but.. What if I choose wrong?” He asked.
 
She shook her head, “It doesn’t matter, as we know you will choose what you feel is best, and if it’s wrong, you’ll do your best to make it right. You’re not a slave master, who does what he wants and doesn’t care how his slaves feel about it. You are our kind, loving master, Maggie’s owner, my mate, and Zoey and Tonya’s father. We trust you.”
 
He looked down at her and gave her a bit of a lopsided smile, “I needed to hear that, darlin’, I really did. I try, but I often wonder if you all know I’m tryin’ to do the best I can for you… I love you, Molly, very much.”
 
Her smile got bigger as she looked up at him, “I love you too, more than I thought was possible, and I am proud to be your woman… I’ll always try to be there for you and the girls, too.”
 
Hesmiled and nodded, “Thank you, Darlin’. That means a lot to me… I did have one more question, bout the heats an’ all, uhm… Jefe said he got some gum an’ some sort of spray to help stop heats, but Melissa seemed to be wary of them. You know much ‘bout them?”
 
She frowned, “I imagine he got them from the army, as they aren’t sold everywhere.”
 
Hondo nodded, “Yeah, that military quack gave them to him, I think.”
 
“I figured… I don’t know much about them, other than what I’ve heard. From what I hear they work a little. The sprays that mask pheromones work the best, but showers do pretty well too. I’ve heard they were created specifically for the military and traveling merchants, who can’t access regular showers for their wessen. The gums, sprays, and creams, I’ve heard they sometimes work and sometimes don’t, but they often make the woman feel like she has the flu. She has her period, but doesn’t become fertile, and is often sick for a week after, but symptoms vary. From what else I’ve heard it can make heats more often, as the body seems to want to fight it and get fertile, so more of these chemicals get used. Some say that if you use them long enough, it acts as if you were taking a chemical sterilizer, but I’m not sure how long. The chemical sterilizers take three months and a shot every two week, for that time. The injection heat killers have been known to do the same, but it takes three years of killing every heat, which is why many let the ones they want to mature go through a heat a year, at least. That will still chemically sterilize them, but might take six or seven years then, which is why they only usually let female wessen slaves go until eighteen before putting them through the sterilization treatments. The sprays, roll on, and gums I’ve heard some are worse than the injections and some are better, but they all have side effects. Melissa probably told you that the military sees their wessen troops as not much more than property.” Molly replied.
 
Hondo nodded, “Yeah, I don’t know if you noticed that night but her tail had been cut off. She said when she was a young troop member they cut off her tail as a punishment for talking back to her former captain.”
 
Molly closed her eyes and shook her head, “The poor girl… I can’t imagine having my tail cut off. For all the good the army has done, they are just as barbaric as the ones they claim to protect us from, sometimes.”
 
“I’m not arguin’ that. Sometimes one has to be as barbaric as the enemy, to be able to fight them, but their treatment of the wessen troops is inexcusable. Melissa said that tail or ear docking, castration or spaying, being made to be an officers sex kitten for a time, an’ other shit was used as punishment for them. The human troops didn’t have such treatment, but they saw the wessens as expendable. So, she doesn’t trust their special wessen medicines, as she said that they did not care if they were sterilized, of felt sick, just that they could fight an’ clean up the messes that the human troops didn’t want to.” Hondo replied.
 
Molly nodded grimly, “That sounds right, unfortunately… *sigh* … I know we are different, but do we seem that different? Like something to be owned or treated as lesser beings?”
 
Hondo shook his head, “No. You an’ the others seem like people to me, not lesser bein’s. My view on slavery has changed some, as there are some in this world that are too broken mentality to be on their own, an’ maybe need a master. Some were made that way an’ some born, due to how their parents or grandparents were made, seems like, an’ that’s human an’ wessen. They are not lesser, but to let them free might be a disservice to them an’ others, as they might just starve an’ die, or they might rape, rob, an’ pillage. Neither is good for anyone.”
 
“I hadn’t really thought of it that way before, but you are right. Some like Maggie, or others who are worse, just can’t survive on their own, and need someone to give them purpose.” She replied. “Even I would not fair so well on my own without you as a master and mate, so it makes sense… I’m sorry if I don’t always seem to give you the respect you so deserve for doing all that for me and other.”
 
He shook his head, “No need to apologize. I know you are tryin’ an’ learnin’, an’ honestly, you give me more respect than Val ever did.”
 
She nodded, “I understand, but I do have to apologize to you.”
 
“For what?” He asked.
 
“I did not check on how covered up those rabbit sisters were, and they got bad sweaty when the sun came out… It had to be in the 90’s and humid, and the cab of the truck was sweltering… I.. I just didn’t think about it, until the blonde girl woke me up and I checked on her and found her and her sister soaking wet with sweat!” She said.
 
Hondo frowned a bit and nodded, “It’s alright. I should have told you ‘bout that. It was fairly cool when I left so I didn’t even think of it, an’ I told you to rest. They are my responsibility, so that’s on me.”
 
She shook her head, “But it shouldn’t be, as your responsibilities are mine too! And, I also forgot to check on the girls during the thunderstorm… I feel so bad for Tonya, leaving her to suffer like that.”
 
“Suffer?” Hondo asked.
 
“Her fear of thunder storms? From being tied out in them as punishment by her master?” Molly asked, figuring he had to know.
 
Hondo shook his head, “I didn’t know about any of this!”
 
Molly frowned, “Damn… At the hanger, she did say she was trying to be strong for you, and not show she was afraid, and asked me not to tell you she was handling it bad, but I didn’t know that meant you didn’t know! *sigh* … and she’s already angry enough at me as is.”
 
“Why is she angry at you??” Hondo asked, a bit of a growl to his voice at the thought of Tonya copping an attitude again.
 
“I.. I guess I was mothering her too much. She told me I wasn’t her mother and told me not to act like it, as she doesn’t want another after what Valentine did to her, Zoey, and you. I wasn’t trying to be her mother, but I care about her, Zoey, and Macey, and want to help them… I’d like them to trust me too, and I know it will take time, but I feel a bit lost on what to do for them.”
 
Hondo sighed and shook his head, “*Sigh* … I’ll talk with Tonya. They all need time, but they need to respect you too, as you are my woman, now. I reckon I should have had more of a talk with them ‘bout what to expect an’ all.”
 
“Please don’t talk with Tonya about this, yet. I want to be her friend, but I know it will take time, and I don’t want her to think I’m trying to get her in trouble. I want her to trust me. After what Valentine did, I don’t blame her for being surly or mistrusting of me, and I know with that, and how close we are in age that it would be unfair to her to try to make her look to me as a mother figure. I just wanted you to know I messed up, but I am trying… I could also use a few pointers, as I want to help them the best I can, for them and you.” She replied.
 
“I don’t have any great insights, honestly.” He replied. “I’m still learnin’, myself, on how to be a father, let alone a father to girls an’ wessen girls to boot! An’ an uncle on top of that… It means a lot to me, that you try, know that. An’, I’ll have a talk with them, as when I’m gone, I expect them to look to you, as their caretaker. I trust Jefe, of course, but he’s as busy, if not more so than I am. After you an’ him, I trust Ruth next, but she has her hands full an’ they aren’t her responsibility. I told you when you asked to be mine, help me, an’ take on the challenges in life with me, that my girls came with me, as we are a package deal, an’ you agreed to that, so I expect you to handle things with them when I can’t, so they need to respect you, that includes Tonya.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “I understand, and of course I want to help them, but if you could hold off with Tonya, I would appreciate it, as I think I’ll get further with her handling her objections alone. She’s too old to be ordered to respect me, without being made to resent me. By her age, as a wessen, she’s been considered an adult for a couple years, and then everything she went through as a slave in the fight rings, she’s not a kid, and needs handled like an adult woman.”
 
“You’re not wrong ‘bout that, but she has a lot to learn still.” He replied.
 
“As do I,” Molly replied. “But as your woman. Not a slave and not a child, which you aren’t treating me like that, but maybe you are treating Tonya too much like a child.”
 
Hondo nodded, “She’s said the same thing before, an’ maybe I am, but I’m tryin’ to be better. The way she acted ‘bout Hector kinda set that back, some. I know she only knows bein’ a slave, an’ I guess I just don’t know how to handle givin’ her the life she should have an’ teachin’ her to be a good strong, woman.”
 
Molly nodded, “I know it’s hard, but I want to try to help… I know she’s your adopted daughter, and I get that you want to give her a bit of a childhood, but you’ve given her more than most slave girls her age, especially ring fighters, would ever get. She had to be fairly good at fighting to still be alive, but she was being sold again, so she most likely wasn’t great. I lived around fight town long enough to know that only the great ones lived past thirty. The rest rarely made it past twenty-five. Even if she got very good, the likelihood of her making it to twenty-five is very low… James, he.. he was 25 or 26, he wasn’t even exactly sure, even of his age or date of birth. He wasn’t a great fighter, but he was very good. He figured he’d might live to twenty-one, or possibly twenty-two, but he didn’t figure he’d live much past that, honestly. I think he only lived as long as he did, because he quit fighting full time, as we wanted to start living and helping others, instead of just barely surviving. Had he still been in the rings full time, I would have lost him soon and been alone… Even so, he still fought when the money was good, to cover our expenses, and it was only a matter of time… I tried to ignore that, even after I lost him, but the truth was, when I took his ring, I knew it would be for a short time. I knew I’d soon be alone and possibly taken as a slave again, which is why he never bred me… but.. but the time with him was worth it… I wish you both had been friends, so you could have known he was a good man, and how good he was to me, but though he tried, what you’ve done for me is so much more, and more than I ever dreamt of getting. He gave me his all, I do not doubt that, but you’ve given me a hope and purpose, beyond what he could give, and a chance at not being just some wessen whore, which would have been my future without you. I’m not a fighter, not like James was, or even like Tonya. I could gamble, but I wasn’t great at it. I could distract, but I am getting a bit old for what most gambling houses want, as they want younger looking girls like Miniya, April, Kiah, Macey and the others. You saved me from that by taking me in, as did Fernando when he stopped me from riding off alone… I don’t know a lot, but I know how it feels to be saved and given more than you could imagine, and I love you so much for that and more.”
 
He shook his head, “Hell, I didn’t save you. You saved me. I’d have lost it, after what Val did to me an’ the girls, if it wasn’t for you. The girls need you too, whether they know it or not, but I know they will need time. They latched onto Val as she was one of the ones carin’ for them while they still thought it all was a dream. Her betrayal might have hurt me the worst, but it shattered their dream an’ forced them back to reality. They do have it better with me than they would have wherever they were headed, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt an’ confuse them too.”
 
Molly nodded, “I know, but they, Tonya mostly, needs to realize how good she has it with you. I think she is starting to, but she’s focusing too much on what happened in those few days, rather than what she went through in her whole past, and what her future could have been.”
 
He nodded, “True enough, but I know she’ll come ‘roud fully. She’s a good girl, I know, but there’s a lot of hurt there. Had Val not spurned her like she did, an’ just came after me, I reckon things would be a lot different.”
 
“I know you don’t like me to ask about her, but.. I know she came to talk to you, and we didn’t hear any yelling, so…” She paused, continuing when he did not offer up anything freely right away, “Did it go alright?”
 
He frowned a bit, “Eh, I’d not call it alright, though I don’t know what you all said to her.”
 
“What we said to her?” Molly asked.
 
“She came out not seemin’ like her usual mopey self, an’ I thought she was Maria, the older version of herself.” He replied.
 
“She really seemed like the other Valentine?” Molly asked.
 
“You didn’t know her before she was taken, an’ barely got to see her actin’ half normal after we got her back. The older version of her acts tougher an’ more surly than my Val used to act, but even she has softened a bit lately… When she is softer, I’d half swear she was my Val, just on a rough day, if it wasn’t for that scar.” He replied.
 
“And you didn’t see it, this time?” She asked
 
Hondo went on to explain about her hair being over that eye, from it being so messy, and how he had said some harsh things that she maybe needed to hear, but he had not planned to say to her, as he thought he was blowing off some steam to the older Valentine. After he told her the whole conversation, Molly nodded.
 
“I think you are right about you both needing time, but I think you’re wrong about it bein’ hopeless.” Molly said.
 
He narrowed his eyes a bit at her, “Why do you say that?”
 
Molly shrugged, “I don’t know, exactly, but for her to seem more like her old self, and not fall apart in front of you, after you said all that, means she’s healing and changing, and it’s obviously for you, not for herself.”
 
“Probably more for Zoey, as she’s the only reason I’m givin’ Val a chance, as is.” Hondo replied.
 
“Maybe, but I think she’s trying, and she took that well enough, like she did some other things.” Molly said.
 
“What other things?” He asked.
 
“We had a conversation about… *sigh* … don’t be mad, please.” She said softly, looking down a bit, as she worried that she would anger him.
 
“A conversation about what?” He asked firmly.
 
She sighed and looked back up at him, speaking quickly as she wanted to get it all out before he got mad.
 
“About how I will protect you and your heart with my life, if I have to, from even her, and if she wants back she will learn to serve you as a wessen woman should serve her man, and I’d train her and not let her be equals with me until she earned the right, even if it made you hate me, as I can’t let her hurt you ever again!” She blurted out.
 
He stared back at her blankly, and she looked at him, though not directly as she waited for him to scold her for being so bold as to assume she would have a higher status in his life than Valentine would, if he took her back. To her surprise, instead of yelling he laughed and shook his head, to which her look went from tense, to curious, to sour as he laughed.
 
“How was that funny?!” she asked, bewildered, after a bit.
 
“Heh! It’s funny an’ great at the same time! Ha, ha! Oh, darlin’, I love ya, an’ I love that you want to protect me so fiercely.” He replied with a grin.
 
“So, you’re not angry that I assumed that I could do that or that you’d see me as having more authority than Valentine, if she comes back?” Molly asked
 
He shook his head, “No, not at all. I know you meant it well, an’ after bein’ given reasons to think on it today, I realized some of the reasons I love you, an’ one of them is that you have given yourself so fully to me, even when I fail to be able to do the same of myself to you.”
 
“But, you are the master, the alpha, the male in this relationship. As the female, I am supposed to give myself fully to you, and any of your offspring I might have, but you can’t give all of yourself to me, as you may have other females, and even if you don’t, you have goals, and ambitions in life that part of you must go to! I can’t expect to have all of you, and if I did I would be a fool!” She exclaimed.
 
“Val expected that.” He replied softly, his grin fading some.
 
Molly looked down, “Then… She was a fool.”
 
He nodded, “Maybe so, but if she sees that, I know I will have you to thank for that. An’ I know that if I told you to step back, you would if you could, until she tried to do me wrong, then you’d put yourself in danger, of even my wrath, because you care so much.”
 
She looked up at him and nodded slightly, “I would… Maybe I should obey you fully, but… I can’t if it means harm or pain will come to you that I could stop.”
 
“I know you mean well, Molly, an’ I am glad you want to help an’ protect me, but please don’t be brash ‘bout disobeyin’ me. I need to know I can trust you an’ count on you… I’m strugglin’ with that since Val turned on me.” He replied.
 
She nodded again, “I’ll make sure it’s worth it, if I do disobey, I promise.”
 
“Good.” He replied. “Now, should we check on the rabbit sisters?”
 
She nodded, “Yes. Sorry for keeping you, but we’ve not had time like this in a while, if ever since we have been together, where we could just talk without one of us needing to rush off, or being exhausted and needing to sleep.”
 
He nodded, as he put his arm around her and started walking back to the camper, and around to the truck cab, “I know. Hopefully we’ll find a safe place for a few days, after you heal up, an’ we’ll try to spend a day or two alone together… We owe ourselves that, as I can’t give you a proper honeymoon yet.”
 
Molly shrugged, “Honeymoons are for wealthy couples trying to show off their wealth.”
 
“Well, I’m not too bad off, especially after that fight.” He replied.
 
“Must have got some decent gold out of that.” She replied.  
 
He shrugged, “Eh, a little. Not the wealthiest in the land, but should have enough to meet the convoy’s needs an’ have some left over for us once this mission is done, to build a home for us.”
 
He did not really lie, as he had taken more out of his account and spent more recently, so Fernando was the wealthier of the two, money wise, though only by a twenty or thirty thousand, at most, which was a drop in the bucket of their winnings. In truth, if they ever tried to even withdrawal half of their winnings, Fight town would close down, and the town assets be owned by them, with at least half of their winnings left unable to collect. They would deal with Fight Town someday, but for now, they let it operate and make money so their mission would have guaranteed financing.  
 
She nodded, “I have mine too, that James won… It’s yours now, too, you know.”
 
“I appreciate that, but for now, I want you to hold onto it. We might need that someday, but if anythin’ happened to me, I want you to have easy access to money, as I will need you to take care of the girls in my stead.” He replied.
 
She nodded, “I understand and I will, but I’d rather not think about that possibility.”
 
“Understand, but should still be ready, as this is dangerous work.” He replied.
 
“In a dangerous world.” She replied. “Is your time that much safer?”
 
He nodded, “In some areas, not in others. As dangerous as it is here, I find this time to be freer, in some ways… If we could take down whoever is setting up these dictators and slavery rings, this world could heal, but I’m not sure it’s possible.”
 
“Will we go back to your time, someday?” She asked.
 
He shrugged, “I don’t know, honestly. For now, all I can say is we need to keep movin’ forward, together, an’ see what happens.”
 
“Talking about moving forward together, you have fun with your threesome?” She asked, grinning and blushing a bit at the thought of him being sexually passionate with Melissa and another woman.
 
“Threesome??” He asked.
 
“I smelled Melissa and another woman that I don’t recognize on you… You said you’d be honest with me about who you were with.” She said.
 
“That reminds me, Melissa wants to talk with you about that.” He said, seeing how she would respond.
 
She frowned a bit and looked down, “I imagine its to tell me its not my place to ask that… She’s right, I shouldn’t, but… Maybe I’m a bit insecure… IF you don’t want to tell me, that is fine, just please don’t lie and say you didn’t. That’s all I ask.”
 
He smiled softly and pulled her against him more tightly, “You’re a good woman, Molly, an’ I have no reason to lie to you. Honestly, you’re bein’ so understandin’ helps me a lot. I’ve been stressed out, but been able to curb it more lately because of you. Had you asked that I be yours only, I would have been, you know?”
 
She nodded, “I know, but its not my place to ask that, and I know you need more… More than I can give and more freedom.”
 
“Well, it’s helped, especially since you’re still healin’.” He replied “An’ Melissa helped me with some stress today, but it was just her an’ I.”
 
“Oh.. I see.” Molly said softly, knowing she smelled another woman on him, but trying to just trust him, like he had asked of her back at the hanger.
 
After a pause, he stopped walking in front of the truck, and turned her to look at him, “I know you smell another woman on me, as a very lonely woman, about twenty-seven to thirty, who runs the electronics store, made a bold pass at me. She hung on me an’ kissed me, an’ asked to be one of my women.”
 
“Oh? Did.. did you say yes?” She asked.
 
He shook his head, “Nope.”
 
“Why not? Wasn’t she pretty?” She asked.
 
“Pretty has little to do with it, though I do live my women to be beautiful, like you,” He said, which caused her to blush and look down, though she looked up as he put a finger between her breasts, “but I care more about who you are inside.. the person you are. But that’s not even why I said no. Now, I said no because of a couple reasons. First, I’m not ready for more women. I already have you, an’ maybe Val someday, an’ maybe Melissa an’ Nova someday, an’ they both seem to want time with me, for us to get to know each other while we can to find if there will be a someday or not, an’ I’m fine with that because you are. But I’m not out there tryin’ to find a harem.”
 
Molly nodded, “I understand, but I understand that if you run across someone special, that you take them up when you have the opportunity. You don’t know when the opportunity will happen again… was she not special?”
 
Hondo frowned, “That’s the only issue… she was.”
 
“So, why not, then?” She asked.
 
“Because she wouldn’t leave.” He answered.
 
“So, she was special enough for you to give that option too?” Molly asked.
 
Hondo nodded, “Yeah. She was widowed six years ago when the town was attacked, but as lonely as she is, she wasn’t bitter. She was also very bold an’ very smart… Almost a sweeter, bolder version of Val, I guess, though I’m not sure she was even five foot tall, though she was stacked well enough!”
 
Molly giggled a bit, “He he! Sounds like a cutie! … I like that you feel that you can talk about other women like that with me.”
 
Hondo’s look got more serious and he cocked his head a bit at her, “I am, though I never realized it until now… I’d never been able to talk to Val ‘bout another woman like I can with you.”
 
“I’m glad you can, and it makes me feel a lot better that you do.” She replied. “So, she wouldn’t leave her store?”
 
He nodded, “Yeah. She felt she couldn’t leave her late husband’s legacy. She said she was fine with me travelin’, an’ havin’ other women, but she wanted me to base my operations from there, an’ even offered me her old family house to fix up for you, the girls, an’ anyone else, as she has an apartment over the store. But I told her I don’t know where we are gonna end up, how long it will take, or if I’ll ever be back. Plus, I can’t compete with all that. Call me selfish, but I like how you make my life an’ goals your goals, an’ I don’t think I could settle for less anymore.”
 
“I’m glad I did that for you, as you deserve that.” She said, smiling at him softly, “It’s too bad she could not leave, but I can see that being hard. It was an easy decision for me, as James and I had little, and your goals, your life, your mission… those are what James and I dreamed of being able to do, anyway, so how could I say no? Even if it was different, I would have changed as it’s a womans job to help her husband further his goals, and if a woman loved her mate, how could she want to do anything else?”
 
“I like the way you talk, you know?” He said with a grin. “… I think she’s not a lot different from you in that way, but she did love her late husband deeply, an’ she feels she needs to further his goals an’ plans, which was the store. She wanted to help me too, with free supplies, housin’ for my women an’ children, by givin’ me children, an’ she even offered if you or anyone else I take as my woman was pregnant, to have them live with her an’ she’d help take care of them, if they helped ‘round the store as they could.”
 
“But, she’s trying to juggle two goals, so she’d not be completely yours.” Molly said, finishing out his thoughts.
 
He nodded, “Exactly… I just am not sure that would work.”
 
“You going to see her again, at least?” She asked.
 
He nodded, “I promised her that I would try. She’d like me to show her some of what I know ‘bout electronics, as I taught her a couple tricks I knew in exchange for a discount.”
 
“She’d probably like more than that from you, sounds like.” She said.
 
He frowned a bit and nodded, “Uhm, yeah. That was… Well, let’s say you couldn’t call what she threw out a hint, or even a broad hint.”
 
“So, she asked you to bed her?” Molly said with a grin.
 
“In no uncertain terms!” Hondo replied.
 
Molly giggled again, “He he!.. I want to meet her!”
 
Hondo gave her a soft smile, “Well see ‘bout that, though I can’t see why not. I need to get you some more clothes, an’ we I’ll see ‘bout us gettin’ away for a day… speakin’ of clothes, is that my old hoodie?”
 
She looked down at it and nodded, “Yeah, I hope you don’t mind. That blonde rabbit girl’s snuggie was soaked, so I put my jacket on her and.. and I don’t have another.”
 
He frowned, “I don’t mind at all, but I do mind you not havin’ spares… how many changes of clothes do you have?”
 
She looked down and blushed again, “Two, maybe, though I found out one of my underwear sets is a swimsuit today… I was a little embarrassed when the bunny girls pointed out how stupid I am.”
 
He scowled a bit, “Kiah?”
 
“She wasn’t the only one, though she did laugh. It.. it is a cover up for her own insecurities, though, and the other girls and Ruth said some things, though Ruth’s were accidental and out of frustration with the heat inside today, but I felt bad for Kiah… She’s hurting inside and really needs someone who cares. The other girls try to be there for each other, but they are each broken and because of that, they can’t help each other like they need.” Molly said in Kiah’s defense.
 
Hondo’s frown deepened, “Well, that’s no excuse for bein’ a bitch, but I’ll remember that when I talk with her.”
 
“You don’t need to talk to her. I can handle her.” Molly said.
 
“Well, maybe not, but I still might… What I need to do is to get you properly outfitted! Next town, we are doin’ that, alright? He replied.
 
She nodded sheepishly, “Okay, but don’t worry about it too much. I don’t need much fancy, or a lot of things, as long as I have you.”
 
“Well, we’re getting’ you more clothes. If I realized you had that little, I’d have got you a few more things sooner! … I saw your bag, but thought you were packin’ light as we weren’t movin’ into the hanger.” He replied
 
She shook her head, “No. That was just all I had.”
 
“Hmm.” Hondo grunted. “Well, I’m sorry I didn’t recognize that.”
 
“It’s okay, my love.” She replied, “I know you will take care of me, so I’m not worried. But, if you talk to Kiah, please be gentle. She’s a very hurt young woman… She asked us not to tell you what she’s been through, as she thinks you’ll see her as lesser because of it, so I want to respect that.”
 
“Probably all lies to get sympathy.” He groused
 
Molly shook her head, “It was Mae that told us her story, and Kiah was upset that she told us as she doesn’t want anyone to know or to pity her.”
 
“Pity her?” He asked. “How bad is it?”
 
Molly frowned, “Bad. I don’t want to break her trust, but she’s never had a caring family, and really doesn’t know what love is. If you think Macey doesn’t know what love is, Kiah is probably ten times worse. Not trying to lessen what Macey went through, but just be gentle and forgiving with Kiah, please. For me.”
 
Hondo sighed and then nodded after a moment, “*sigh* … I’ll try, for you… Not been ‘round her a lot, but every time I have she’s just rubbed me the wrong way.”
 
“It’s just a mask she puts on, trust me. She has a good heart, but doesn’t know how to use it and is scared to show it.” Molly replied.
 
“I’ll keep that in mind. Now, lets see ‘bout this girl here, an’ once these two are on their feet, then I’ll worry ‘bout others. First we need to get her some broth an’ cleaned up, if she’s awake.” Hondo replied, to which Molly nodded in agreement, and walked ahead of him, getting to the door first and opening it.
 
As the door opened and they looked in, a groggily looking blonde rabbit wessen girl looked up at them, wearing nothing but Molly’s coat, with the snuggie that had covered her, having been kicked off. There was some fear and uncertainty in her eyes at first, as she looked at Moly, but as she glanced at Hondo her eyes locked onto him and got wide.
 
“M.m.master?” She asked groggily.
 
“Hey there, goldilocks. How you doin’?” He asked softly.
 
“Master!” She exclaimed weakly as she struggled to get up, but was floundering and failing, as she was too weak.
 
The open coat showed her dirty, bruised body, and though many of her cuts were sealed and her bruising lesser, she still looked beat up, the dirt, sweat streaks, and tangled hair, not helping her looks at all.
 
“Whoa, now! Settle down!” He said in a firm but kind tone, as he held up his hands to try to show he was not going to hurt her.
 
“I. I’m s.s.sorry, M.master!” She blurted out. “I’m s.sorry I’m n.n.not up!! P.please don’t beat me!!!”
 
Tears were streaming down her face and her body shook from a mix of the cold air, weakness, but mostly from fear.
 
 
Hondo reached out to her and she flinched, pulling back from him, and closing her eyes tightly, as she tensed up and waited for the pain. But instead of pain, she felt him pulling her towards him, which she expected was so he could beat her more easily, but again no pain new pain came, other than the ones that were still in her beaten up, but healing, body. Instead she felt him pick her up and hold her against him, as he started carrying her somewhere.
 
“P.please don’t throw me away… I’ll do better, I promise!” She exclaimed weakly. “Please, don’t take me away from my sister!”
 
“Shhh now, goldilocks. You’re not in trouble… I know you’re healin’ an’ need rest. I’m takin’ ya inside, so we can get some food in ya an’ get you cleaned up.” He replied.
 
She stared up at him with a look of fear and disbelief, as he carried her to the camper door, of which Molly opened and let him inside. As he entered all eyes shot to him, even Valentine’s this time, though she looked away first.
 
“Oh!” Ruth exclaimed as he entered, “Is this one of the sisters I’ve heard about?”
 
Hondo nodded, stopping in the middle of the kitchen as he spoke to Ruth, “This is Bella, if I remember right.”
 
“Hello, Bella.” Ruth said softly to the obviously frightened girl, “It’s alright. There’s no need to worry now. You’ll be taken good care of.”
 
Maggie stood up, from where she sat on the couch and grabbed an older blanket to sit on the couch, without being asked.
 
“Thanks, Maggie. Do you have time to help Molly get her fed some more broth, help her use the bathroom, and wash up?” Hondo asked, as he set the girl down on the blanket, and pulled the edges of it over her lap to cover more, as the jacket was not doing the job well, though it was long and big on her small, skinny frame.
 
Maggie looked at Ruth who nodded, “We should be good, now, Maggie. Mae, June, and April should be here any minute to help.”
 
Maggie nodded and turned back to Hondo, “Of course, Master.”
 
“I can take care of her.” Molly replied.
 
Hondo shook his head, “Not with you still healin’ too. She’s gonna need carried to the shower, an’ held up while washed, as she’s too weak. She’s light enough that I know Maggie can handle that, as could you if you weren’t hurt. I want you well, woman, so you let Maggie lift her, an’ wash her. You just hand her soap, towles, an’ whatever she needs, alright?”
 
Molly frowned a bit but nodded, “Yes, my love, I understand… Though I wish you wouldn’t worry so much about me. I’ll be fine.”
 
“An’ you’d over-do it, which would set your healin’ back, so I’m tellin’ ya not to.” He replied firmly, but with a look that said it was loving as well.
 
She nodded, sheepishly, knowing he was right. She had over done it a few times already, and was sure that’s probably why she still hurt when others said she should be healed by now, on top of underplaying her injuries.  
 
Hondo turned to Maggie, “You should be able to handle that, right?”
 
Maggie nodded as she headed for the cupboard to grab some more broth to warm up, “Y.yes, Master. I can h.handle that.”
 
Hondo grabbed her arm lightly, causing her to flinch and look up at him with that startled look of hers.
 
“It’s alright. I just want to make sure you’re alright.” He asked softly.
 
She sighed and nodded, “*sigh* … Yes, master… sorry.”
 
“it’s alright. We’ll talk before bed, as you need to get more comfortable talkin’ to me.” He said as he let her arm go.
 
“Yes, master. Th.thank you.” She said softly, blushing with embarrassment as she hurried on to her task.
 
“Well, I’d better get out of the way, again.” He said.
 
He turned to leave, but he felt a tug on his coat, as if he had snagged it on something, so he turned to look, and found a very weak, scared blonde rabbit girl, holding onto it.
 
“You alright, there, goldilocks?” He asked.
 
“P.Please don’t l.l.leave me!” She begged softly.
 
He took her hand from his coat and held it as he hunkered down in front of her, to get to eye level with her.
 
He gave her a soft smile as he looked into her scared eyes, that stared back at him with fear, longing, and doubt that any of this was real, “I have to go check on your sister, now, but Molly an’ Maggie will take good care of you. They are gonna give you some broth, so you can heal more, an’ then clean you up an’ let you use the bathroom if you need to. I’ll be back later to check on you, but for now, just listen to them an’ get some rest, alright?”  
 
She nodded back, with quick, short, scared nods, after a moment, though she held onto his hand and did not want to let go. He pulled his hand away after a few seconds, to which she looked even more crushed at, as she stared at him with big, scared eyes.  
 
He gave her another soft grin, before turning away and heading out the door. She stared at the door for several long seconds before her emotions overwhelmed her again. She sniffled and cried softly, tears flowing down her dirty cheeks, as she stared at the door and tried to wish him back. Though he scared her, as everything did at the moment, she also longed for him for some reason that she did not understand. Even though he terrified her, he also filled her with hope, as though she had met few in her life, she felt he was a good person and wanted what was best for her. She did not fully understand this, though, as she had always been told she was a worthless animal, only good for #$@!ing, so she did not understand why he seemed to find value in her. She figured he must want to #$@! her, as what else could he want with her? So, she determined to get well as fast as she could so she could give him what he wanted, and she thought if she was good enough, maybe he would keep being kind to her, and let her and her sister be together. If she did not please him, she feared what might happen, as she knew she could not bare to go through what she had experienced again.
 
 
(To Be Continued ...)

[2:00PM - 5:00PM, Roman Delights Social Club, Idaho Falls]
 
While Francisco was teaching Tamara a lesson of what is expected of her, The Little Red Queen continued supervising her staff with the clean-up and resupply of Bug-Out vehicles. Around 3:30, a couple guys come with a pallet worth of 5-gallon water bottles for a Water Cooler/Dispenser and stored into the trailer towed behind the large camper. Another crew comes in to fill the vehicle’s fuel tanks. Some of the guards of the place begin to put various firearms in the main camper vehicle.
 
Francisco wants some time for a nap, but Tamara is not giving it to him with constant questions.
 
“Can we stay at some nice town instead of going to Kanada? I hear it get very cold up there.” Tamara asks and points out.
 
“I need to check on my grandfather and then decide what to do afterwards. I’m supposed to get a lot of money, land and a house from him when I explain what happened to my father – his son, my father’s wife and the rest of the family because of that Mine Master.” Francisco explains.
 
Money, land and a house, Tamara’s mind was floating in presumed access of power if she plays her cards right. She throws in “So I’ll be living with you when you get this house, land and money?”
 
“You would be living as my slave who shares my bed with my two wives. When you go out you will be representing me as well as yourself, so you need to be at your best when in town once we establish a home.” He tells her.
 
Again put in her place verbally, Tamara lies on her back and stares at the ceiling. She needs to think and plot of what she can use to her advantage but in her young mind she finds none. She goes back to sex and ‘wifely duties.’
 
“How often you want me to live up to my wifely duties” She asks.
 
“As long as you are with me you are to do your wifely duties demands of you, from cleaning house, making food and even #$@!ing.” He tells her.
 
“Yeah, about that - you going to keep filling me with your seed? You could end up making me pregnant with a baby if you keep doing that.” She throws at him.
 
“Like I stated before, the Mine Master gave you and the other girls a medicine to not get pregnant with a baby in you, and it will last a long time. If we decide to have children, we need to take you, Darlene and Maria to see a doctor to see what can be done to get you all to be pregnant with a baby. But that costs money, money we do not have. Until then, when we #$@!, I will be pumping my seed in you. It is a lot better than a mess we would make if I pull out and spill my seed on your belly.” He tells her.
 
“I can take it into my mouth and swallow it.” She says, almost too proudly and in fact.
 
“Sounds like you done it before, no doubt with the Mine Master.” He says almost to himself.
 
“And his clients.” She throws in.
 
“And you liked doing it...” He says trying to prove a point.
 
Tamara somehow gets some courage to face his words and accusations, “Look, Francisco. I did what I had to do to please the Mine Master so I would have food in my belly, nice clothes he gave me and a warm bed to sleep in, or he would have put a bullet in my head. I owe him this much as he had a sick client who liked #$@!ing dead bodies and I seen him shoot some girls and panty boys to make this client happy. But when he wanted me killed so he can #$@! my dead body, the Mine Master told him ‘No.’ So I owe him that much. But to stay alive, sometimes I had to have three guys #$@! me in each hole – my mouth, my ass and my pussy, and still I was lucky because some clients wanted me to be #$@!ed by a dog or a small horse. Again he did not allowed that with me, so I owe him for that. The worst I had to do it with was with some of his women clients, as they wore this belt with a hard fake penis on it and they were rough with me with it. And they made me lick their smelly pussies while they were choking me with a belt. So maybe there was time I liked it but I was forced to like it. I had to do those things with a smile even though they had hurt me. But I did them and had like doing them because if I didn’t, he would have killed me and give my body to that client who likes to #$@! dead bodies.”
 
She stops for a moment for a break. She takes a breath and continues “Now I am here with you. And you want me to do wifely duties, which except for what you told me, I do not know much of it.  I mean, #$@!ing – everybody #$@!s – People, Wessens, Animals – They all #$@!! So How Is That Wifely Duties?”
 
“It is Wifely Duties when it involves one person, the husband and you not whoring yourself out to other males. You made a promise to that one man – me, and thus you have to serve me and only me and nobody else. I may have other wives like Maria and Darlene and they too are to service me and only me and nobody else. But if you get caught in servicing another male other than me then you have become a cheating wife, and heating wives are kicked out of the family. If you get caught servicing a Wessen or an animal, then you get kicked out of the community as no man will want you after they hear about that and the Wessen or animal you got cheating with gets killed.” Francisco explains, adding, I know you, Darlene and Maria were forced to service Wessen Clients and the Mine Master himself was a Wessen, so I’m will to forgive you three on that.” Francisco explains.
 
“What about you? As a man you can #$@! a female Wessen, but not I as a woman?” Tamara tries to point out.
 
“First of all, it’s a man’s rite of passage to put his seed into any and all available and willing females out there, Human or Wessen. Second, for a man to prove himself worthy of the females around him, he has to be strong enough to handle a female Wessen, as Wessens, males and females, are stronger than a human male. It is to prove that he is man enough to take on the challenges, including #$@!ing a female Wessen. Third, Do You Want To Be Pregnant With A Wessen’s Baby? That is why Women are forbidden to #$@! Wessens, but men can #$@! female Wessens. It is to maintain Human Purity on this world.” He tells her.
 
“What about those girls in the sex shows #$@!ing Wessens and animals?” Tamara asks.
 
“Those girls are whore, they will never become a man’s wife, and are given medicine to never have babies ever again. They are there to service those who are sick in the head to think that is normal. It has been a long time since I seen the Good Book but I remember it saying that a woman should only lay down with a man and nothing else. Those who lay with Wessens are going against what was written.” Francisco tells her.
 
“So you really going to forgive us for what we done?” She asks.
 
“Only because you three were forced to do it. If you were doing from your own deliberate decision, you would not be here right now.” He tells her, adding, “And I would forgive only if you become an obedient wife and slave who only services me.”
 
Tamara thinks for a while before saying “Then I do, I do want to become your wife and slave. There is nothing for me left to do but become a man’s wife and to service him like any other. I hope to do right by you. It’s just going to Kanada... it bothers me, it get really cold up there. I do not like cold.”
 
“I’m just going there to check on my grandfather and see about the land and house he has for my father but since my father is dead, I get it instead. And up in Kanada we as family take care of each other. Somebody need food, we give them what we have to help them. We need firewood to stay warm, they give us firewood to help us. If we do not help each other there, we all die.” He explains. He then adds, “That is all I have to give to my wives and slaves. If you think that is not good enough for you, then you can get out of my camper and go your own way.”
 
“If there was another place to go too, I would go with you.” Tamara begins, “I will go with you to Kanada but I need a promise that things will be alright when we get there.”
 
“I need you to bear my children for my family name to go on. But with what the Mine Master did to you, Maria and Darlene, neither of you may not be able to bear my children and my family name dies with me. We need to wait and see what happens while we go to Kanada.” He tells her before throwing in after letting out a sigh, “OK, if there is nothing for me in Kanada, where would you want to go?”
 
“I do not know. I hear Oklahoma, Texas, Arkansas and Mississippi by the water are nice. And they have jobs for a strong man like you to work in.” Tamara says.
 
“We’ll see what happens then. Until then no complaining from you about anything, even if it is about servicing me when you do not want too, as you are going to have too. Got that?” He tells her.
 
Tamara nods before asking “Do I have to service you now?”
 
“You service me when I tell you too. Now did I told you to service me?” He throws at her.
 
“No but.” She replies.
 
“But what?” He asks.
 
“It’s just... when you ‘taught me a lesson... you did not say anything, just pinned me down and had your way with me by #$@!ing me good and hard.” She looks down on herself, adding “In most places that would be rape. And rape carries the death sentence.”
 
“If you fought me all the time we did it, it would be rape. But you did not, you laid there and enjoyed it, so t no is rape if you enjoyed it. But also again, there is no such thing as rape on a wife or a slave. And you by our agreement are both to me. Yes I did it to teach you a lesson, and yes I hope you learned that lesson well. And there will be more lessons for you to learn, some of them in the same way as I did this one.
 
“Like how?” She asks.
 
“OK then.” He begins as he unbuckles his belt and opens his pants, pulling out his harden penis into view and tucking the waist band of his briefs behind his testicles. He then takes her from behind her head and pulls it to put her face inches from his manhood. “Since you are not letting me rest, then service me.”
 
With her face staring down at his penis, she nods nervously for a moment before closing her eyes and leaning towards it until her lips makes contact with it. She blindly gives it a kiss and then wraps her lips about its bulbous head and slowly slides in as much as she can into her mouth. Francisco tries not to give a reaction which Tamara might take as a positive to what idea of control over him she might have in her head. For the next few minutes she bobs her head up and down upon his shafting sliding about half of his length in and out of her mouth and tightly clenched lips. After a few minutes she pulls off his cock and looks up at him.
 
“Something’s wrong?” He asks her.
 
“Oh, no. Not at all...” She replies with a slight questioning tone in her voice.
 
He looks at her as if he was eyeing a piece of meat with a discerning look. He then asks and states, “When the Mine Master has you servicing him and his clients, how long it lasts? I remember seeing you servicing them in the morning when the Mine Master would give me my day’s tasks and you were still servicing them when I return late in the afternoon to hand in my work ticket.”
 
“Well, yeah. A girl got to do what a girl got to do even if she has to do it all day long.” She says sheepishly.
 
“Then you are used to having your pussy banged all day.” He says to himself.
 
“What was that?” She asks.
 
“Get on your back, open those legs and pull the panties to the side so I can #$@! you again.” He tells her.
 
“Uhm...” Tamara was about to say something.
 
“Do as I tell you!” Francisco growls at her.
 
Tamara lets out a pent up sigh, then slowly got up on her hands and knees to get a step or two back to the left of the center of the bed where she lies down on her back. She pulls up on her skirt up to her waist, opening her legs as wide as she can, and then pulls the crotch panel of her panties the left where her leg and body connects.
 
As Tamara lies down on her back, Francisco gets up and steps over on his knees between her legs. As she pulls the panties to the side, he leans over her and holds himself over her on an extended arm. With his free hand he takes his cock and pushes it down towards her vagina. Tamara takes hold of his shaft and guides it her vaginal entrance, giving it a slight shove for it to go in her. It takes him a couple strokes to get his shaft up against her cervix. He then takes her, sliding his long shaft halfway out and then back in all the way, pumping his cock in and out of her balls deep after a while.
 
All Tamara could do is lie there and moan softly, occasionally pushing up at him to get it harder and deeper inside her, stretching her vagina a bit more than she thought possible without pain but was more pleasurable to her. Francisco #$@!s her in a slow and deliberate rhythmic pace. Then when servicing the Mine Master and his clients, she would derive some pleasure from it but it often uncomfortable with it; she was more comfortable with Francisco for some odd reason and thus able to enjoy it more even if he forced her into it. But she did not want to be there, or to be #$@!ing as her mind would say for having sex as she still has some misgivings about Francisco despite him saving her from the mines. She did not liked him as a person for the fact of what happened in the mines, that he had some freedoms others did not and yet he did not share those freedoms, at least not with her. But there she was, on her back with his penis sliding in and out of her vagina, locked into a horizontal rhythmic dance they shared and she was enjoying.
 
It being the fourth time for Francisco to have sex with any female and pumped his seed in them, his duration was longer than normal, longer than she could hold back on her own orgasm a couple of times, catching her off guard when her first one suddenly came without warning. The second she could feel well up inside her but the third suddenly came as he unexpectedly started to pump more of his seed inside her uterus for the second time in the day for her. He holds his penis pushed up against her cervix as his seed is pumped into her baby maturation chamber.
 
After coming from her third orgasm, Tamara looks up at him as she lies there while his balls pumps his sperm in her, “You putting your seed in me again?” She pauses for a second, adding “You are going to get me pregnant with a baby in me if you keep doing that.”
 
“If you are going to be my wife and slave, getting pregnant with a baby inside would not be a problem. It is part of your wifely duties to accept my seed in you, and if you got pregnant with a baby inside you, even better. You need to be more accepting of that, and accepting of your place and responsibilities as my wife and a slave.” He tells her.
 
She looks up at him, feeling his penis pulses going slower and with less pressure as his seeding of her uterus is coming to an end.  When the pumping of seed ends, he pulls out his cock and rests it against her labia for the time being. She closes her eyes for a second and sighs as she pulls her panties in place covering her pussy, unintentionally sending the wrong signals to him.
 
He snaps at her, “It was not good enough for you?”
 
“No...” Tamara lets out, slowly sitting up as she realizes it was the wrong thing to say, throwing in, “It’s not what I meant!”
 
Francisco looks down at her angrily, making her uncomfortable.
 
She tries to fix her mistake “I mean... uhm... it was great... you #$@!ed me good and hard twice in the same day like nobody could have...” She pauses to think her words “I mean... I don’t love you but if you are going to keep #$@!ing me like that, I would be happy do my wifely duties for you. You understand what I’m trying to say?”
 
Francisco slowly gets on his knees with his cock in a semi hard state but untrusting of Tamara’s words. He inhales deeply before saying “I do not expect you to love me, I do not love you in any form other than some girl I can #$@!, but as a wife and a slave there is some expectations of respect you need to give to me as the husband and man of the house. If you do not give me that, then you can leave.”
 
“I prefer to stay, and will do anything to stay. But...” She begins to say.
 
“But what?” He asks.
 
“If we are going to Kanada, we do not have coats, boots, or heavy blankets to keep us warm. And do we have heater for this camper when it gets cold?” She asks.
 
“No, all I have is what I could get at the mines, which is not much but we will get those things we need as we go to each town, work for some money and buy what we need. In that I need you to help out with that work to get more money and then we can get those things.” He tells her. He then throws at her, “We are not going to rob or steal, we are not going fool or scam anyone for their money, we are not going to beg or service anyone for money. We are going to be honest and simple folks so that we would be left alone.”
 
Tamara nods.
 
Francisco continues, “I am not going to spend money on anyone of us who ends up going to jail as that would throw away all the money we have. Do something to get arrested, and I will leave you there and take the others with me.”
 
Tamara sighs before she nods again.
 
“Good. Now clean me up. I do not need your scent on me for others to pick up.” He tells her.
 
Tamara leans closer to his penis, taking hold of it by the base and giving its head couple of kisses before putting it in her mouth. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down to take in his shaft as deep as she could take it down her throat. Though some of the body fluids on his shaft were a mixture of his and hers, much of it was hers she was licking off his shaft. She has taken a couple minutes to complete the task but wanting to continue onward, as she was expected to with the Mine Master. She pulls off his cock and looks at him for approval of a job well done.
 
“Thank you.” He tells her.  
 
Between the sex and the talking, not much time had passed, at best 40 minutes had gone by them. The next meal would be around 5:30 or 6PM, and unless Lariena or Dora has something for either of them to do, there was nothing much to do for them to do for next couple of hours. Francisco reaches for his manhood and puts it back in his briefs despite it being semi hard and wanting for more female attention. In the past 48 hours his blood pressure has risen to a point where is shows as an erection or semi hard erection of his male sex organ. He wants to relax, but sharing his bed with Tamara has made that difficult with her constant questioning and challenges. At least he has quenched any flames of her willing to run to a Mine Master that is now dead and snitch on them. In his mind she is powerless, but at the same time he knows she is looking for power in other places, whether through him or someone else.
 
After putting himself into his briefs, he steps away on his knees to the spot he was on his bed and lies on his back and stares at the ceiling. Tamara turns from her sitting position and looks him lie down. In the time she has been inside the camper, she had never noticed that she can see outside from the tinted windows on the doors or how it provides a shaded light into the tiny 8ft X 10ft space. She thinks about the situation she is in and wonders if this existence is better than what she had in the mines, with the thought of in the mines she had a lot of power though being the Mine Master’s favorite service girl, but here she has nothing but what is given to her. The only difference she tries to figure out was that she had to work hard to be the Mine Master’s favorite or end up like so many others with a bullet to the back of the head, but there she does not have to prove anything other than to be herself and to service her new master as he so fits. In all this time she has accused Francisco of forcing the Maria and Darlene to service him though it turns out it is she that is servicing him though she protested that she never would, and she is willing to do so like the others want to.
 
Two hours to do nothing, something Tamara is not used too. Furthermore she could barely read and did not know who to tell from neither a digital or analog clock. All she knows is that those who have a clock on their wrist seem to wield a lot of power above others like the Mine Master who wore a large metal one. Francisco has a small Timex that he found in a vehicle on the pile long ago and it managed to work once he winds it up. He also had a pocket watch in his pants pocket he found in another vehicle which also worked once it was wound up. Tamara never noticed the watch on his arm, nor knew of the one in his pants pocket. She thought the leather belt on his wrist was some kind of slavery band like the one she wears around her neck the Mine Master put on her long ago. The clock on the camper top shelf was there for decoration for now as he has to wind it up to get it going.
 
She lies down on her side facing him, inching up to get close to him. “It would be a while before our next meal, right?”
 
“Quite a long while.” He replies, adding, “What do you want to do until then?”
 
“I don’t know.” She replies. “You already #$@!ed me twice so far. Not that I want to, but I’m willing if you are.”
 
“I #$@!ed you twice today but I also #$@!ed that girl Ashley three times before I #$@!ed you. So I #$@!ed 5 times so far. It is not that I can’t keep up, because I could take you on all day if I have to. But I also need my rest so we can drive on to the next big town that is almost 2 days away, then get a job there to make more money and buy the things we need.” He tells her.
 
Tamara sits up and starts taking off her clothes until she is just in her silk bra, silk panties and thigh high stockings the Mine Master has her wear on most days hoping the darkness of the camper would cover much of what she is not wearing. Even though it is dark in the camper, there is enough light to see everything inside. He tries to ignore her though he can see her by the corner of his eye. She then asks “Could you turn on the light please?”
 
“What light?” Francisco asks playing dumb.
 
“Maria touches something where you are and the light on the top front of the room would turn on.” Tamara tells him.
 
“Can’t. I need to save battery power.” Francisco tells her.
 
“She says the same thing, saying it to be one when we put on or change our clothes, and shuts it off when we are done.” Tamara explains.
 
“Good. I’m going to need to check on the battery before we leave tomorrow.” He tells her.
 
“Well, I was hoping that you can see me in my bra and panties and tell me what you think.” She explains.
 
“I can see well enough.” He tells her.
 
“Well, what do you think?” She asks.
 
“You’re young and firm. Keep that way. Don’t ask me how, I’m not a woman to tell you. But I’m sure you can find out from other women.” He tells her.
 
“So you’re saying...?” She begins.
 
“I’m saying that as my wife and slave, you have to keep yourself firm and good looking. Just like Maria and Darlene have to as well. Now, look at the other ladies around us like Ms Dora or anyone else you seen. They are firm and good looking and they are as old as I am. How old are you?” He tells her.
 
“I’m... 16. You?” Tamara says and asks.
 
“I’m 35.” Francisco tells her.
 
“No way! That’s an old man! But you’re firm, young and strong!” She tells him.
 
“Because I took care of myself and kept myself firm and strong. And it is not that hard to do, but many men do not do it and get fat, flabby and old.” He tells her.
 
“Want to tell me what you did?” She asks.
 
“Why? What works for men will not work for women. If anything, you do anything I do to keep firm will end up hurting you. I do not want that to happen to you, Maria or Darlene. So no.” He tells her.
 
“But, uhm... what about panty boys? They do what women do from what I seen and they look firm and strong.” She tries to state.
 
“First of all, they are not firm or strong. They are thin and weak. And they get sick and die young. When Nicolas Panty Boys tried to take down and rape Maria it took three of them to try to hold her until I showed up and rescued her. As tiny as Maria is, they needed three of them to get and hold her down? That is not strong or firm. That is thin and weak. I doubt any of them survived the fire.” He explains to her.
 
 “You rescued Maria? Why?” She asks.
 
“She is a water girl, and if a man does not get food and water from the water girls, a man can die in the piles. That’s why I rescued her, and any other water girl I hear crying for help, like Darlene, Maxine, Nancy, Paula, Gladys, Tasha, and many others I saved. If you were out there and they tried to take you and rape you, I would rescue you too.” He tells her.
 
“But, if a girl is going to get raped, she should lay there and enjoy it!” Tamara let out.
 
“Many men and panty boys on the piles, when they rape a water girl, they then kill her and then hide her body in the piles. They kill her so she would not tell the Mine Master what they did to her and he would go kill them.” Francisco tells her.
 
“I hope the girls you rescued offered to service you whenever they could.” She throws out.
 
“I got offers. I just did not take them, as I did not want to get caught being serviced by any of the water girls because the Panty Boys would snitch on me and the water girl and the Mine Master would have killed us. Remember, the Mine Master was a Wolf Wessen and he can smell if a water girl serviced me or not and he would have killed us if he did.”  He explains.
 
Tamara sighs before saying “If it were me, I would have offered to service you.”
 
“Well, you are here now.” He tells her.
 
“What do you mean by that?” She asks.
 
“You said ‘If it were me, I would have offered to service you.’ I said ‘Well, you are here now.’”He begins to explain, “Now, considering you forcing yourself to have me save you, you owe me. You owe me every day you are alive from here on out because if it were not for me, you would have been burned with the others at the mines. Instead you are here and up until today you berated me, tried to lie about me doing things to you, and stated that you would never service me. But lately you have been acting like you want to service me and have allowed me to have my way with you without complaint but you accepted what happened. And you want to continue what I did to you if we had the time. What you just said sounds like an offer to me. So if you are offering...”
 
Tamara lies there in lost thought. Eventually she says, “Do you want to #$@! me from now until dinner time?”
 
Francisco thinks to himself “it’s about time.” though he was more interested in relaxing and getting some rest.
 
Just to test her, he throws at her, “I thought you would not want to service an ‘old man’ like me.”
 
Tamara’s thoughts panic, wondering where she had gone wrong. She tries to backtrack and say “No, that is not what I meant! You are a lot stronger than the Mine Master himself and he’s younger than you! Like you said, many men do not do it and get fat, flabby and old, and the Mine Master was getting old, fat and flabby like you said. I just do not believe you are 35 like you say you are, but you are a lot firmer and stronger than a lot of younger men...”
 
“I sure you just want me to take you and #$@! you all day long.” Francisco says to himself.
 
“Well, the thought crossed my mind after you pinned me down and #$@!ed me the first time.” She says to herself though he was able to hear it.
 
Francisco sighs, wondering what is on her mind.  
 
She gives him an answer “Some things can’t be helped. The Mine Master has me servicing him and his clients almost every day. Some days he would another girl like Nikki or Darlene but most days it was me and a couple other girls. I don’t mean to be demanding, it’s that I’m used to having it very so often, though I knew when I planned on escaping with you that it would be come to an end because I did not liked you. But because so much has changed, I have to think about what I can do with what I have left.”
 
“You forgotten that you have nothing but the clothes in your bag and on your back. Furthermore you brought nothing but trouble to us and yourself. You are lucky that I rescued you twice from being sold to sex shows down town. And despite what you said about never serving me, today I proved to you that I am man enough to put you in your place and am going to keep you as a wife and a slave. Now you have a change in attitude and are willing to be my wife and slave as long as I keep you safe, warm and fed. What about tomorrow when we leave or in a few days when we get to the next town? I have your respect, but we are still working on trust. Not just with me, but Maria and Darlene as well.” He tells her.
 
“I will do my best for you and them.” She says.
 
“You need to do than better than your best.” He tells her.
 
She does not like what is being told to her but she knows it is things she has to do and get done.
 
“That’s impossible!” She complains.
 
“No it is not. “ He tells her, adding “Once you do your best, you try to make it better or more of it. I’m sure you had to do that for the Mine Master many times. How many times you had to satisfy a client and find out you had to satisfy another, and how you did it?”
 
“Err...” She begins to say, eventually admitting “I was forced to #$@! and suck two or more clients at the same time when I usually service one client.”
 
“Well then you know because you did. Now the same applies to here and us, not just you and me but you, me, Maria and Darlene. You to be safe, warm and fed, you need to do those things for us as we do for you. You make sure not to bring trouble to yourself and to us, you make sure that the bed and blankets are clean and warm, you make sure that what food you bring in is good and safe to eat. I know the slop we ate at the mines was disgusting, but we are eating now is many times better than what we had in the mines. We are not going back to that. Things will be better for us if we all put our work together to make it better.” He tells her.
 
“About that, are we going to eat while we are on the road? We did not eat anything on the trip over here.” She asks and says.
 
“We did not have feed then now we do though it is not much, it is better than nothing.” He tells her.
 
“Where? I did not see you put food in here” She asks and points out.
 
Francisco taps on the wall behind his head, “Behind this wall is a food cooking area. Down below behind the wall in there like you girls have clothing under the mattress, there is a box area where there is some food. But I have to pull over and put it together and then slide part of the wall to give you girls the food in here.”
 
“You have a cooking area with food?” She asks.
 
“It is only this big.” Francesco says as he holds out his hands to show how big it is, “And it has the food and water to eat and drink, battery for the lights and gas for my ride to pull this thing. When I make food, for all your safety, Maria will be in here with you and Darlene to eat.” He then throws in as he forces the panel behind them open, “I will send food and water from here. But there is nothing for anybody to get anything there, just a work table to make the food. Like I said the food is under in a storage box at the bottom of the camper.” He then closes the panel.
 
“Well at least that’s good that we got some food.” She replies.
 
“It’s about two days of food, so we need to get to the next town before then and get a job for a few days to make money and buy more food and then go to the next town. If I can get jobs for you, Maria and Darlene, you girls will work for that brings more money for us to get more food and things we need.” He tells her.
 
“I’ll do what I can do.” She says though he does not believe her, as he believes her attitude might change and try to get the others, including him, in trouble. In his mind only time will tell.
 
Francisco lets out a sigh.
 
Tamara asks, “You OK?”
 
“We got a few of hours before we work for tonight and then we leave in the morning and I need to rest.” He tells her.
 
Tamara pulls her panties crotch panel to the side to show him, “Well, if you want I’m available for you.”
 
He turns to face her “You think that #$@!ing you would give me rest?”
 
Tamara thinks for a moment before saying “It would at least lower the stress you are having.”
 
“No doubt it would lower yours.” He says.
 
“Well, yeah. It would for me, but it would for you too.” She says.
 
“Last thing you want is for me to fall asleep while driving on the highway and end up crashing on the side of the road. So shut up and let me get some sleep.” Francisco tells her.
 
Faint of a long roll of thunder can be heard in the distance.
 
Tamara sits up “What was that?”
 
Francisco sighs “You never heard the sky rumble when water falls from the clouds?”
 
“I have but nothing like that!” Tamara states.
 
“It means that is going to be a heavy rain. Maybe things will get cold after the storm, it depends on how much it rains and how long it lasts.” Francesco says as he gets on his knees to look out the window on the door. Looking out he can see the sky getting dark and the distant thunder getting louder before he lies back down on the bed. The people working on Lareina’s vehicle and camper all run back inside the club building. Unknown to Francisco, somebody runs out and puts a large weatherproof blanket on his tricycle. As soon as they run back inside the club building, it begins to rain hard. Francisco stares at the ceiling wondering if the camper is going to leak or not, deciding that this would be a test he never was able to do at the Junk Town. Heavy large drops of water hits the little camper hard while the wind outside begins to howl.
 
To their surprise there was a loud sound of plunking against the roof of the camper as hail fell onto it. Francisco has had been though a storm with hail and worst, Tamara has not, or has and does not remember that she had. She was getting jumpy and high strung, getting worst when the howl of an air horn alarm. Tamara is in near panic, about to climb over Francisco to get out of the camper, but Francisco flings her onto the mattress with a swing of his arm and holds her down.
 
“Where are you going?” Francisco almost yells at her as he holds her down, “You’re not wearing any clothes! Want to run out there almost naked?!!”
 
Tamara looks at him as if the world is going to end.
 
He tells her out loud “Just Relax! We Are Safe In Here! Outside You Are Not Safe!”
 
The wind’s howl turns into a roar and then that of a freight train passing by in the distance, lasting a couple minutes but is still audible in the distance. Unknown to either of them is that a Tornado just passed by the outskirts of Idaho Falls, the hail subsides but the rain continues as the tornado leaves the area.  Francisco slowly lets Tamara go.
 
“See! Things are better now! Now you need to relax! In the future we will be facing more of storms like that and you can’t be going crazy like this every time a storm passes over us!” He loudly tells her.
 
All Tamara could do is look up at him with tears rolling down her face.
 
As he gets to his side of the bed again, he says out loud though intended to say it with himself “I swear, scared of a storm when inside a place of shelter.”
 
The rain ended some 15 minutes later, followed by the outside temperature some 40+ degrees to near freezing. The inside of the camper though warm due to their body heat, they did not have a woodstove or small propane heater to heat up the inside of the camper. Tamara grabs the blankets and pulls it up to her face to keep her near naked body warm.
 
Francisco says to himself “I bet you’d want me to #$@! you to keep your ass warm...”
 
Tamara remains silence, thinking how things gotten to this point in such a short time, trying to find fault to blame somebody but the only person she can put blame on is on herself.
 
As the rain lets up, Francisco sat up and started redress and fixes himself up. He puts on his shoes before kneeling by the camper door. Looking outside, he can see that the rain was light and letting up before opening the door and letting himself outside. Closing the door behind him, he steps out to the middle of the yard, seeing nothing wrong outside, just drying wet walls, vehicles and the ground. The rear door of the club opens with Wanda stepping out into the yard, followed by Ashley. Ashley race walks over to Francisco and holds onto him tightly. Wanda takes the few steps to them.
 
“Everything seems OK?” Wanda asks.
 
“Yeah. I don’t see anything broken here.” Francisco tells her, adding “But I would not how your ride would be.”
 
“We’ll deal with it in a couple minutes.” Wanda tells him.
 
Ashley lets out “You put that bitch in her place and #$@!ed her good and hard?”
 
Francisco watched his words as he says “I did what I had to do, Ashley. Don’t worry about it.”
 
Ashley throws back at him, “Good. Don’t be afraid to #$@! her to put her in her place.”
 
Francisco turns to Wanda how was nodding, “You agree to this?”
 
“I’m not tellin’ ya how to run your business with females, but sometimes when a bitch needs to be in her place, you need hold her down and teach her that you’re the man and she’s the woman by #$@!ing her brains out.” Wanda tells him. She adds, “No woman is to be giving a man grief or drama unless he’s not living up to expectations of supporting her. We all know she is nothing to you other than somebody you help leave the mines so you owe her nothing and she owes you everything. And if she wants to cause you drama and grief, you should be in there banging that hoe’s pussy every day and every night until she runs away or falls in love with your cock and ends the drama and grief.”
 
Francisco asks, “Wouldn’t that be rape? Rape carries the death sentence in most places.”
 
“It’s not rape if you are putting her in her place, and not if she lies there enjoying it.” Wanda tells her. She pauses for a second, “If the camper is too small, we can set up one of the rooms upstairs for you to do her lovely in.”
 
“I already did what I had to do.” Francisco points out.
 
Wanda starts walking to his camper, saying “We’ll get that room ready for you and get her to service you as a woman should.” She opens the door to the camper without knocking “You need to get dressed and get inside to service your master. You got two minutes to be outside and ready!” She then slams the door closed before going back to the club “Come Ashley, we got to get the others ready for him too.” At the club’s door, Wanda tells Francisco, “When Tamara comes out, tell her to go upstairs to Our Queen’s office.”
 
Ashley looks to Wanda and then Francisco and at Wanda again. She steps away from Francisco before giving him a kiss on the cheek and grabbing his penis through his pants, then walk away to be with Wanda.
 
After about a minute Tamara opens the door to the camper fully dressed as she was before, pulling out her legs to sit on the edge of the camper doorway. Francisco tells her, “Wanda said for you to go upstairs to Ms Lariena’s office. I do not know if she has a job for you or not.”
 
Tamara gives him a somber nod before stepping out of the camper, not caring that her rising skirt gave him a view of what he had seen before inside the camper. She stands by the open camper door and bends over slightly to grab onto the bottom hem of her skirt and pulls it down before getting up again. She steps out of the way of the door before closing it and walks to the rear door of the club.
 
Time 2:45PM
 
[To Be Continued...]
 

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[Yellowstone Lake Campsite, Fernando’s Electric Camper; Around 2:45PM]
 
At most Fernando and Naya could do is lightly nap though Ichigo had fallen into a deeper sleep. Naya wakes up and pushes up on her extended arm looking down at Fernando.
 
She calls to him softly, “Master Fernando, you awake?”
 
“I am now. You OK? Need to go to the bathroom or something?” Fernando says and asks.
 
“Just thinking... I mean, I do not know. I mean, how often do you want to #$@! me?” She asks.
 
“Let me ask you, how often do you want to be #$@!ed?” He asks.
 
“I don’t know, really. I mean I used do it a lot because I had too, you know. But you saved me, you gave me a medicine to restore me, you fed me, you gave a place to sleep, clothes to wear... everything I needed you gave me...” Naya tries to explain.
 
“What are you trying to say, Naya.” He tells her.
 
“I do not know, I’m confused.” She replies.
 
“Then don’t worry about it. We do it when we can do it. Not before, not sneaking around, not making excuses or demands. Got that?” He tells her.
 
Naya nods, and then lets out a sigh, “Yeah.” She then lowers herself back onto him and he pulls up the blanket back on them.
 
“Just take it easy, girl.” He said to her.
 
Naya nods. She lies quiet for a moment before going back to but modifying her question, “Master? Do you love me or you just want to #$@! me?”
 
“Let me ask you the same thing, do you love me or do you just want me to #$@! you?” He asks her.
 
“Well, I don’t love you as in LOVE you though I love it when you #$@! me...I mean, I like-like you very much. I could love you but I do not think it would feel right... I mean I like-like you, love is not that far off from that, it is not all the way though... I mean, it is almost there, it’s that I need you a lot and I would do anything to have you take care of me and the things I need. I think I said that right...” Naya tries to explain.
 
Fernando lets out a sigh before trying to explain “Look, Naya. As long as you do what I and the camp needs you to do, you have all those things you need – food, clothes, a warm bed to sleep in, and anything else you need. A for me in love with you – that depends on how you take it. I gave you a medicine to restore your body to a near virgin condition, and that made you tight again. I’ll admit that yours is the best pussy I put my cock into in a long time, and I would love to #$@! you as often as possible when we got the time to do it. As what you are to me, I own you – you are my slave but I’ll give you more rights and freedom than most people would give their slaves. I will treat you right when you do right, we will #$@! when we have the want and the time, I will give you those things you need when you need them. You are not my only slave, there are others that I have and work for me. But I will not beat you or do harm to you as some might their slaves, I will punish you if you do wrong by me. Be honest with me and I will be lenient to you, lie to me and my punishment will be harsh. With me it is better to face your punishment than to try to run away from it. But if you do not love me, then I will not love you, though if you like-like me, I will like-like you. If you want to #$@!, we will #$@! it the time and place is right. If you want to be intimate, we can be intimate. If you just want or need to relax, we will relax. We will be helping each other with our needs. Got that?”
 
“What does being intimate means?” She asks.
 
“It just mean being kissy and touchy with each other.” He answers.
 
“If we are going to be kissy and touchy, I would want to #$@! soon afterwards.” She points out.
 
“I’m not saying that we are or are not, but being intimate just shows and reinforces what we have in like-like-ing each other. It shows how much we like each other’s bodies and each other, it can start with a kiss or a feel, and end up you sucking my dick or me licking your pussy or we end up #$@!ing. How it starts and ends is up to you and what you would allow me to do. I do not expect you to accept being touched and felt up in the middle of town square with everybody watching.” He tells her.
 
“You can do to me anything you want anywhere you want, as I had to do things with ‘customers’ in back alleys, in the park or out in the open, people did not care. Especially at night when things were, how can I say, wild? There was a lot of #$@!ing out in the streets, even the lawmen were out there making us girls #$@! the, but they did not paid, saying that it is payment for them to protect us. But they disappeared before those Wessen Killing Gang showed up.” She explains, drifting to another subject without realizing it.
 
“The Wessen Killing Gang ambushed and killed off all the Lawmen outside of town when the Lawmen confronted them, that much I know.” He explains.
 
“So you were the only one who protected me from this...” She says to herself.
 
“I tried to help all that I could. I’m sorry I was not there for your friends the Wessen killing Gang got. But I got you, and I will do what I can to keep you safe like I do to keep the others safe.” He tells her.
 
“Thanks...” She begins to say to him. She switches subjects again “I would like to be intimate with you now if you like. I mean I would like to suck your dick if you like as I like doing it for you.”
 
“I would like to say yes but sooner or later we might end up #$@!ing.” He explains.
 
“I would not mind.” She says.
 
“I would not mind either but Hondo and everyone is here, the bus should be fixed but will test drive it later at night, and you need to be in Minerva’s camper sleeping and we will meet up tomorrow. Tomorrow is going to be a hard day so I will need you to help out with what jobs they need you to do. And though I need to rest, somebody might want call me on the radio. I also need to teach you and some others about how to use the radio, shoot a gun, use a weapon, drive a car and motorcycle, cook, clean and do other things.” Fernando explains.
 
“I was there when you were teaching the others how to use the radio.” Naya replies.
 
“You were, and so was Maria here... but that was for that small radio everyone now has in their pockets. There is the radio in everyone’s vehicles, set to Channel 38 for the convoy but for highway and town access, it’s Channel 14, and Emergencies on the road – Channel 9. Some radios are easy to switch back and forth on these channels, others, you have to spin the dial to get the proper channel. And I have a private radio only with Hondo. Jeanette had one but she broke it, and like I told her, ‘break it and there is no replacement.’ So she has a broken radio.” He explains to her.
 
“OK…” Though she understand about Jeanette’s broken radio, she was neither interested or learned anything from it.
 
Fernando looks at the cubby hole the radio was in, almost expecting it to go off but it remains silent. He reaches behind him to feel how cold the exposed painted steel of his camper was. It was barely warmer than before but not by much. The pillows, three layers of blankets, their own body heat and the propane heater kept them warm as freezing cold air came down from the popped up camper top above. His body was getting some rest but not his mind or brain. It was not enough for him.
 
At the same time he can hear voices outside, mostly Hondo’s but a few others as well. He just did not pay attention to what was being said or by whom. If Hondo wanted to talk to him, he can contact him through the radio.
 
(To Be Continued...)

[Yellowstone Lake Campsite, Fernando’s Electric Camper; Around 3:00PM]
 
Staring at the ceiling Fernando was not getting the rest he needed. His body was getting relaxed from the rest it was getting but his mind was in turmoil. Screwing Naya only brings some satisfaction to his mental condition but it was not enough and it was a short temporary relief before things returned to chaos again. Naya lies on him with her legs apart and straddling him, while she rested the side of her head with her eyes closed against his chest, feeling a safe and secure. She’ll do anything to keep having this feeling he gives her.
 
She also senses him being tense and uneasy, wanting to do something for him to make him feel better in the situation they are in. She can feel his strong hands on her: one on her ass, the other between her shoulders, under the thick band of her tube bra. She does not mind the placement of his hands on her, in fact she thought it was fine though she wanted more. More as in being held down, taken and ravaged.
 
But she’ll take what she has and hope she’ll get what she wants later as she tries her best to control her hunger for sex. Years of satisfying clients developed an appetite for sex few knows, she had to be ready for them and accept what was thrown at her. The average client – the drunken older human male in their 40s and 50s from the casinos and bars was barely functional, weak, stumbling, semi hard, barely in control of their senses and actions, and in most cases lasting only a few minutes. There were a few that somehow got some energy from nowhere and was able to do her lovely for 20 or more minutes as the alcohol numbed his senses and made him last longer than expected. They were mostly merchants and business owners out on their drunken prowl as their cold wives were not providing in their wifely duties. Then there were the teens trying to prove they were men at their young age, though they were a bit more rough with her, much of it was from inexperience on their part and she had to teach them how to do it correctly. Most go for a blowjob but some want actual sex. They would always come back on an almost weekly schedule for “a date” when they could not get a date with a human girl. On average they lasted from 10 to 15 minutes though some want to stay longer for a bit of attention and intimacy. Depending on how she feels or if they can afford it, she may grant it for an added price of 50% more as it takes away time from other potential customers. Sometimes they would want a mini orgy with her with two or three simultaneous partners, which she would want the money upfront as certain ones would try to just have their way with her and leave without paying. The younger businessmen (late 20s – 30s) are more viral in their demand of sex. Most were buzzed up on a couple drinks, a cigar or two, or some chemical. Some would being a male and female friend or two and try to make her take a drink, smoke or chemical, which she refuses because she knows from witnessing other girls getting high or drunk that men would turn on them and try to rob them after being rough with them. In the least she would do her best to take on the guys either singularly or simultaneously. Wessens were no better, much talk about their male abilities and conquests yet do no better than the average human, their only thing is being stronger than the average human. Even a Horse Wessen being about the same of a human though maybe slightly bigger in size but only slightly from what she experienced. But performing at a constant rate on a daily basis has given her a hunger for it, which she has to control. Being given the bio-pill to restore her body and it continues to rejuvenate her makes it easier for her to deal with the urge but much of it is mental and not physical.
 
She lets out a sigh as the storm in her mind subsides.
 
A shadow goes across the closed curtains in the front of the camper from the driver’s side to the passenger side, making its way across the side the camper to its sliding door. The handle turns and the door slides open. Fernando pushes Naya to beat his side and not on him as he might have to fight who is going into his camper. Miniya steps into the camper and closes the door behind her.
 
Fernando yells at her “What the PHUQUE You Want?”
 
Miniya looks at him with Naya and Ichigo in his bed with him under the blankets, throwing out “Thought you would be the kind that would go after the young ones!”
 
Fernando throws back “Before I get out from under these blankets and smack the shit out of you, Why Are You Here?!!”
 
“I thought we could have a talk about you, Hondo and I.” Miniya throws out.
 
“I am not going to have a talk about a trusted friend behind his back. We talk when the three of us are together to talk. If you do not like it, you can take your bags and start walking to the next town.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Maybe I can go back to Giovanni.” Miniya tells him.
 
“Weren’t you listening these past days? Giovanni’s dead. So is his bookkeeper Pedro and a young Distraction Girl Pedro was screwing. He got caught cheating in his last private poker and two of the players and I shot him dead – Bang! Bang! Bang! Three To The Head, Made Sure He’s Dead. So there is nothing for you if you went back to him. General Jastrey took over what is left of his business and started cleaning up the town. But remember, I have your papers. I was thinking of giving you and Minerva those papers to make you free Wessens. But if you can’t behave yourself for me, then why should I give you anything?” Fernando tells her.
 
“That is so unfair!” Miniya lets out.
 
“Do not give me any strife, drama or grief, Miniya. I’m not asking for much. You should be helping your sister take care of the younger girls in your group. Not starting shit with me or talk about Hondo behind his back. Now leave before I forget I’m a nice guy and say or do things that may hurt your feelings.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I’ve been through a lot, there is not much you can say or do that would hurt my feelings.” Miniya tells him.
 
“Don’t tempt me. Now leave and when you, Hondo and I have some time we will have our talk. Until then I do not want to hear about Hondo from your mouth. Now leave.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I’m going to tell Minerva that you are screwing Naya in your camper.” Miniya says as she steps to the sliding door.
 
“Who I stick my dick into is my business and the business of who I stick my dick into. Minerva already knows that, so go cry to momma. She ain’t going to do nothing.” He tells her.
 
Miniya stand by the door like an angry child, knowing that he is right, Minerva is not going to do anything about him screwing Naya. She twists the door handle hard and throws the sliding door open before stepping out and throwing the sliding door closed.
 
Naya slowly sits up next to him “Are you going to get into trouble because of me?”
 
“Trouble with who? I’m the convoy leader. Who is she going to complain to? And you are not going to get in trouble either. Like I told her, who I stick my dick into is the business of me and who I stick my dick into – in this case you. Nobody else is to know what we are doing even when we do it. It is not their business to know.” He explains.
 
“Oh.” Naya replies.
 
“You calm down and relax. No one is going to punish you when I am the only one that can punish you.” He tells her.
 
“But you said that they can punish me...” Naya begins.
 
“I said they can punish you if you do something wrong in front of them, like steal, lie, or not do your work you were told to do.” Fernando begins, adding “But anything else that is on me. I know that you are good girl who had bad luck and was in a bad situation. I got you out of that, I got you good luck. As long as you are with me and do as I say, you will always have a place with me. Now are you going to be a good girl for me?”
 
Naya nods her head quickly, saying “I’ll do anything you tell me do to. I’ll be the best girl for master!”
 
“That is all I need you to do.” He tells her, adding, “Now get back under the blanket. I need to lock the door before I go back to bed.”
 
Naya does as she was told as Fernando got up out of bed to check on the doors and make sure they are closed and locked. He then gets on the bed and crawls on the rear hatch panel and checks it is closed and locked. With the camper internally secure, he goes back to the edge of the bed and sits on it. He lets out a sigh as he looks over to the heater on the stove/sink counter. The inside of the camper was warm but the metal walls were cold. The wood panels that cover some areas were cool to the touch, not cold like the painted metal itself. The cold air coming in from the camper’s pop-up top was warmed by the heater, bringing in fresh air. Jeanette thinks that these heaters would increase Carbon Monoxide with the potential of killing somebody and does not use them though she has them. They do increase the humidity and Carbon Dioxide, but if one has some air circulating in the area, this is not a problem.
 
“You OK?” Naya asks.
 
“I’m fine. Just thinking.” Fernando answers.
 
“About?” Naya asks as she slowly sat up.
 
“To keep it simple for you, Master’s things and how everyone is taking it.” He says to her.
 
“I think you are great. Making sure everyone is fed and warm while we are out here and keeping us safe.” She tells him.  
 
“Just bored, that’s all.” He tells her.
 
“Well, I know you said no before, but if you want to #$@! me just to #$@! me, I would welcome it. I mean, not just for me, but for you too.” Naya tells him.
 
“No doubt you are hot, wet and ready for me.” He tells her though sounding like he’s asking.
 
“Well, not exactly but I can be immediately... for you. I mean, I had to for the clients in the streets, I can easily do so for you.” She explains.
 
Fernando lets out a defeated sigh, then patted on the bed next to him “Come here, Naya.”
 
She crawls over to him, crawling out from the layers of blankets. Her matching tube bra and panties look like a bikini bathing suit. She stands on all four next to him on his left side. He turns to her, putting an arm on and around her back. She leans over to him, putting an arm on his shoulder for balance before putting her lips against his. It increases in intimacy to a tongue kiss between them for about a minute before he breaks it. She then looks into his eyes before saying, “I’m hot and ready for you if you want to phuck me.”
 
“Let’s hold on that for a moment.” He says to her before she reaches into his briefs and pulls out his semi-erect cock from side.
 
She then lowers her upper body to place her face to his male organ and begins kissing it along its length. It gets harder due to the attention she was giving it. Once it is fully erect, she lets his penis slide between her lips and into her mouth, sucking on it as much as she can get into her mouth. As she suck on his cock, he slide his hand down her back, around her ass from under the panties, and to her pussy from behind, before sliding his middle finger inside her tight hole. She gives a slight gasp, not expecting that but continues to suck on his dick. After a couple minutes she got about half his length wet and slick from her saliva, she pulls off his shaft and looks up at him.
 
“If you took your finger out my pussy, you could #$@! me instead.” She tells him.
 
He slowly takes his finger out from her vagina and out of her panties from where his hand was from behind. She takes his hand and licks the length of the palm side of his middle finger before taking the finger’s whole length into his finger, wiping the finger clean. She lets go of his hand, puts a hand on his shoulder for balance as she gets up slightly on her knees and shimmies her panties off her.
 
She says as she crawls behind him and lies on her back with her legs open and knees raised “A good master knows where and when to punish his slave girl and when to reward them.”
 
Fernando slowly gets on the bed, kneeling between her legs before positioning himself over her. His make organ slides into her female counterpart with some resistance as she was tight as a girl’s first time would be. Naya pushes her hips up towards him to send his penis deeper inside her until it was pushing up against her cervix, moaning in discomfort and pleasure at the same time. For the half hour or so, they continued with their sexual copulation without interruption other than her trembling climaxes which causes him to slow down and make sure he’s not hurting her.
 
Their love conversation was kept short to just directions on how they wanted things done and he checking up on her after each climax she had. A half hour has pasted as they continued for a few more minutes, he trying to get her to climax one more time before he does, trying to time that happens together or hers right before his. She holds onto his tightly as his balls pumps his seed into her tiny uterus.
 
He holds himself over her on his extended arms while she tries to keep her arms around his neck as she looks up at him.
 
She starts with “You know how to #$@! a girl good.”
 
“You make it easy for me.” He replies.
 
“A girl has to make it easy for her master.” She replies.
 
They remain silent for a moment until he throws in, “For somebody who says she does not love me, you #$@! like you do.”
 
She looks up at him before saying “Don’t make it hard for me, I #$@! like I do because I do not want you to throw me away like the others have. Maybe in that I do love you as long as you keep me as yours but knowing that you would throw me away, I cannot love you. That is why I say that I don’t when I might do.”
 
“Look Naya...” He begins to say even with his penis still inside her vagina, “If anyone tells you that I’m going to throw you away, don’t believe them. Only I have the final say in who stays and who goes, and my rules are simple – respect each other and help one another. No stealing, no lying, no trying to make others do your work. And as your master, you are to never have sex with anyone else but me. Follow those rules and you will be fine with me. You will have a place to sleep in, clothes to wear, food to eat and sweet water to drink when we have it. And between you and I to have sex when we can. You understand what I’m telling you?”
 
Naya looks up and nods at him.
 
“Good... Now my little Sheepie, you want to end it now or keep going?” He asks her.
 
“You up to keep going on after this?” She asks.
 
“I can keep going all day if I have too – that is if I have too. But there are things to do and to make sure you are alright when we are done. So it is up to you. One day, don’t know when, you and I are going to #$@! all day and into the night in a one man, one girl #$@!fest between you and I. We will take breaks for food, drink and going to the bathroom but other than that, it would be mostly non-stop sex between us.” He explains to her before adding, “Want to continue or not?”
 
“As much as I may want too, I will have to say no. Like you said, you got things to do, and they need to be done. I do not want be at fault for you not doing your job.” She tells him.
 
Fernando slowly gets up on his knees, slowly pulling his penis out of her tight vagina. It stands erect as he sits on his knees and she looks at him and then at it. She puts on her panties and pulls them on in place before slowly sitting up to him. She leans over to him, grabbing his cock by its base and begins licking it, cleaning his shaft from their shared bodily fluids. Once clean she wraps her lips around the head of his cock and slides about a third of his length into her mouth. After a while she pulls off his shaft and looks up at him.
 
He looks down at her, “You can stay here until sunset, then I need you in Minerva’s camper for the night. I will need my girls in my camper, and I may test out the camper’s repairs. But first, wash out your mouth, and get into a habit of doing so after sex. I need you to be fresh smelling around others so they do not suspect we did anything. Put on your panties and relax. We got a couple hours before dinner.”
 
Naya nods before putting on her panties and then crawling to the camper’s sink to wash out her mouth. Fernando takes his time getting dressed. She sits on her knees by the sink counter when done. Fernando was fast putting on his shirt, pants and boots before he gets up and adjusts his belt and clothes. He then leans over to Naya and kisses her on her forehead before putting on his jacket, hat and glasses. He takes his cane with him as he opens the sliding door and steps outside. Naya gets back under the blankets as Fernando closes the sliding door from outside.
 
Fernando lets out a sigh outside, taking in a sense of the temperature. It has warmed up but is still cold at around 40F degrees. Not even the weather plays by the rules in this Chaos Word, Fernando thinks to himself. He walks to the rear corner of his electric camper, stopping for a moment as he thought somebody might be behind following him.
 
He turns around about to say, “Nay...?” But is pounced and tightly hugged. He complains, “Jackey?”
 
The Jackalope loosens up on her hug on him putting up her hand with a raised index finger and the raised index finger to his lips, shushing him. She then looks around them before letting him go. She then signs to him, “You got your vehicle fixed? When are you leaving? We would be leaving with you for a while and then return on our own.”
 
“How would you get back here?” Fernando asks.
 
They disappear in a bright flash of light and reappear high up on a tree on a hunter’s hand built ledge a couple hundred yards from the camp in the forest, which can see most of the camp. Oh the ledge was a couple old rusted over rifles that look like they were there since The Chaos happened some 60 years ago.
 
Jackey signs to him, “We can teleport to a place we know, but we cannot teleport to a place we do not know. We would need you to take us outside of here and then we would teleport back here.”
 
“I see.” Fernando says. He then adds, “How many are coming? And where would you hide?”
 
“It would be me, and two other Jackeys, maybe one or two ferals, that would be it. We would hide in your other rolling house. And we would find places to hide when we are in town. We can use our powers to be unseen and not put stress your vehicle towing it from our weight” Jackey explains in sign.
 
“Can I ask why you want to come with us?” Fernando asks.
 
“It is to protect you from bad people out there.” Jackey explains.
 
“I can protect the Convoy with help from my man Hondo, the Wessens and the teens.” He replies.
 
“You can protect everyone from others like you. We are to protect you from those like us.” She replies.
 
“Like us, meaning those with special powers that you have?” He asks.
 
“Yes.” She replies.
 
“I see.” He says.
 
“We will stay with you until you reach the Land of the Dead and Dying. Then we go home to here.” She throws in.
 
“Dead and Dying, you mean No Man’s Land?” He asks.
 
She nods.
 
“OK then. “ Fernando begins, “It is going to happen whether I agree to it or not, so might as well agree to it. I will need to tell Hondo about it.”
 
“Don’t.” Jackey signs then adding “We will tell Hondo so he knows. You take care of those in your vehicle.”
 
Fernando sighs before asking “Anything else?”
 
Jackey leans to him, sniffing him before pulling back and asking, “You been mating a lot with that little sheepie girl?”
 
“I can’t hide anything from you, so I have to say yes I have.” He says.
 
“Then you keep mating with her, as well as the others. The one other sheepie girl with the glasses has an interest in you so when you can, take her and make her yours like you have of that sheepie girl.” Jackey signs, as the only one that wears glasses besides him and Hondo is Teri.
 
He asks, “What about us? Angry that I’m mating with others?”
 
She signs at him, “It’s a male’s job to plant his seed into any all available females around him, regardless of her age for if she thinks she can take on a male like you then take her. It is the female’s job whether or not to accept him. I accepted you long ago and continue to accept you no matter how many females you may have seeded. But I see you’re tired, so let me give you a little something.”
 
“I’m just...” He begins before she puts her index finger on his nose and gives him a jolt of bio energy. Though feeling refreshed and recharged, he tries to finish his sentence “I was about to say that I am mentally tired with a lot on my mind.”
 
“Do not over think things. Over thinking will get you hurt or killed like it would if you were in the wild. Just think what is right and then do it. Do not waste time over thinking.” Jackey tells him. A long moment passes as they stare into each other’s eyes before she adds, “Go back and mate with that sheepie for the next couple hours before your next meal gets ready. You two will be better for it. I’ll see you later tonight while you patrol. Have some Happy Juice ready for me.”
 
“We, her and I, would be better for it, how?” He asks.
 
“How can I say it? She would love you for mating her, love you totally and will do anything and everything you ask of her to do. I know she has doubts but if you do this for her, all doubts she has would be gone. That is all I can say about her.” She explains.
 
“Anything else I should know?” He asks.
 
“First, you gave the sheepie girl one of those healing pills?” She asks. He nods to answer her. She throws in “She’s going to be virgin tight or the rest of her life. You gonna have to keep her.”
 
“We need to see what happens as the future is uncertain as you know.” He tells her.
 
“You can fix some of that uncertainty by making sure things are fixed and certain.” She explains. She then throws in “The one of two you are having problems with, forgive her. She knows what she is doing is wrong, but all she knows to do is wrong. It will take a long time for her to do right by you but until then, let her be her own female and make choices, choices that will bite her on her tail side but she will come back to you asking for understanding and forgiveness. She might not be mating with you, but like I said, it’s a male’s job to plant his seed into any all available females around him. It is the female’s job whether or not to accept him. She has not totally accepted you, but she has accepted your friend. It is better for her to have him than for her to bring a stranger into the group and the stranger try to destroy the group from within. Understand that I am saying?”
 
“I do, but I own her. If anything she should come to me and apologize first for me to forgive her.” He explains.
 
“You can own her but she has not accepted you to mate with her. That’s a problem. Forgive her so she stays with your friend and not go out and brings a stranger into the herd. That is just like in the wild.” She explains.
 
Fernando nods, saying “I’ll take it into consideration and forgive her but after I have a talk with her and my friend.”
 
“Good. Thing will get better after you do.” She replies.
 
“Anything else?” He asks.
 
“Other than you mating with the females of the group, no.” She states.
 
“There are certain things I will not do, having sex with a child is one of them.” He throws at her.
 
“Many girls get their first experience at a young age, others later in life at the start of their teen years. If she wants it, it’s not rape.” She explains.
 
“OK. I’ll give, other than the sheepie with the glasses, who else?” He asks.
 
“The beaver girl that you fixed her arm.” Jackey says.
 
“She like 10. Too young as far as I am concerned.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Young yes, but she’s experienced and had sex to get food and things.” She replies.
 
“I’ll have to talk to her about such things.” He points out, adding, “Anyone else?”
 
“The little tiny one who you brought back from death but she is too young. The cat girl who takes care of her and the grey rabbit friend... all the girls in that group.” She tries to explain.
 
“Some are adults or older teens. The others are young. Anyone else?” He says and asks.
 
“There are a few others. But I’ll say somebody who is older. She’s with the older lady in the big vehicle, a grey bunny girl.” She explains.
 
“You mean Clover?” He asks, throwing in “She’s like 12.”
 
“Your sheepie girl friend Naya is 14, will be 15 soon but she does not know her real day of birth. Clover is older than she looks and says. She too is 14 going to be 15 soon but much later than Naya.” Jackey explains.
 
“But she acts and looks like she’s 12.” He points out.
 
“Clover spent many days hungry so her growth is stunted. Being with her young friends, she has to act like them. And she like the others had to do sex for food and things.”
 
“Anything else?” He asks.
 
“No more. Just go back and mate with the sheepie girl for the next couple hours, non-stop. And I’ll see you later during the patrol.” She tells him before she leans to him. She puts her lips against his for a second, reaching back for balance but grabbing one of the rifles by mistake. She breaks the kiss and picks up the weapon, “Oh.” She then hands the rifle to him, “Can you take these away with you? They bring bad feelings here.”
 
“This looks like a hunting rifle, in very bad shape.” Fernando says.
 
“We in the wild understand hunting and killing for food, that is acceptable. These were used to kill wantonly, to deliberately harm for pleasure, to end a life out spite and sport. Please take them away.” Jackey requests.
 
“Can you teleport them inside my camper we had our date in? I’ll take care of them later.” He asks.
 
Jackey nods before the rifles disappear in a flash of light. She then leans to him to where their noses almost touched, telling him “Go mate that sheepie girl like she has never been mated before. I’ll see you during later when you go out to patrol at night.”
 
She puts her lips against his for the moment before a bright flash of light happens. Fernando finds himself standing where he was before at the rear passenger side of his electric camper, alone. He goes into the Dub Box camper, seeing three rusted old rifles on the floor of the camper and puts them away in one of the storage areas. He then steps over to the kitchen area and washes his hands before locking up the Dub Box Camper and going back to the electric camper. Once inside he strips down to his briefs and sits on the edge of the bed.  
 
Naya looks at him puzzled as to what is going on as he leans over to her and plants his lips onto her for a moment pushing the blanket off her. Finding her lying on her side he then puts his hand on her tube bra covered breast and lightly massages it, and then the other between her legs and massages her labia and clitoris.
 
Naya breaks the kiss to ask, “Don’t you got things to do?”
 
“They are already done. We got a couple hours if you are up to it.” He tells her.
 
Naya bites on her lower lip, showing uncertainty on how she feels about going at it for a couple of hours. Deep down she wants too for some unknown reason. Taking his hand off her breast, he takes her hand and puts it into his briefs. She takes hold of his already hard shaft and lightly gasps.
 
He climbs up onto the bed, standing on his knees by her feet. Reaching over to her panties, he slowly pulls them off her and then takes her leg and lifts it up over his shoulder as he steps closer to her on his knees, putting her leg onto his shoulder. He then takes hold of his cock and puts it against her vaginal entrance before putting it in and pushing it in as far it would go. Holding her by her leg on his shoulder, he rocks his hips back and forth making his shaft slide in and out of her. Though she has done it this before, lying on her side to get #$@!ed is a very uncomfortable position for her. She struggles for a bit before telling him to stop and shift over to Missionary. It takes them less than a minute to shift into the Missionary position without him pulling out of her, and then continues pounding her cervix.
 
If this was back in Flight Town, this would be one of those rare times where she gets to have sex with 5 or 6 guys a row on her and she would have to enjoy every second of every pounding action they each give her and have a rest until the next one arrives. But with Fernando this is all non-stop action for the next 2 or more hours would be boring if it wasn’t for the orgasms she was getting ever 10minutes or less he was giving her. Instead she was on the edge of going sexually insane with the madness he was giving her.
 
Their sexual talk was minimal, like as before she was telling him how she want him to do her and he going his own way to drive her crazy into ecstasy. He was doing her as a man should, to prove that he is a man to show her his strength and endurance is greater than hers while he has the control to take her to levels she never had been before. On top of that he fills her with his seed some four times during the four hours, making her feel full deep inside.  
 
He pumps his seed in her as she has another climax one last time before looking down at her before asking “You alright?”
 
“Oh my... that’s the longest anyone ever #$@!ed me.” She says.
 
“Unfortunately it’s getting time to end it.” He tells her.
 
Naya nods at him.
 
He takes his time pulling his cock out of her tight pussy, though the air was heated, it felt cold to his shaft as she was steaming hot from their sexual friction. As he sits on his knees, he asks, “If we get a day to #$@! all day, you just want to do it in missionary or some other position?”
 
“We can try missionary all day.” She begins as she gets her panties he took off her, adding “It’s easier for me to lay there and enjoy it.”
 
“We’ll see what happens when we get there.” He replies as she puts on her panties.
 
She then gets on all fours and crawls over to him before taking hold of his still hard cock in her hand. He stops her from cleaning him up for a moment, leaning to her and putting his lips against hers for a moment. They break off from their kiss and he leans back. She leans forward to him, giving the head of his penis a kiss before licking about the shaft to clean him up and then sucking on his cock after she licks him clean.
 
He says mostly to himself, “You love to suck dick, don’t you...”
 
She pulls off his cock and looks at him “I love to suck on your dick, I never liked sucked on anybody else’s dick even though I had too. But you‘re different and you’re my master. If you don’t like me sucking your dick, I’ll stop.”
 
“No, it’s not that. You are great on sucking my dick, and you can suck it any time we have time for it.” He tells her. They look at each other for a moment before he says “Go ahead, keep sucking it.”
 
She continues to suck on his dick for a couple more minutes before stopping. She sighs for a second before saying “You should get ready for what you need to do out there.”
 
“In time. Go wash out your mouth while I get dressed.” He tells her. She nods and crawls on all fours to the sink as he gets up to put on his clothes. She was finishing up when he sits down to pull up his boots in place. She crawls over to him when he puts his feet down and leans against him. With her mouth washed out of their shared bodily fluids he plants his lips against hers for a moment.
 
They look at each for a moment before she crawls onto his lap and turns on her back rest her head on his lap to look up at him. “Thinking about something?” He asks.
 
“Just thinking.” Naya replies.
 
“About” He asks.
 
“What we spoke about before, whether or not I love you.” She replies.
 
“Well, that is on you. I do not tell you how to feel for me. As long as you respect me, I’ll do my best for you and the others.” He tells her.
 
She sits up and looks at him, saying “I do not think you understand.”
 
“Then explain it to me.” He tells her.
 
“Well...” She tries to begin, “It is not that you #$@!ed me to so long, and made me cum so many times, or of much seed you pumped in me, but it you managed to hold me down and bite me on the neck, then I would truly love you. I mean, like you said, sex is not love but for me it is all I have to give you. In the couple days we had together you shown me what I can me for you - my master.”
 
“You mean in being a sex toy for me where I can #$@! and screw you anytime I want?” He throws at her.
 
“Well... for you it might be just sex, for me, it’s a bit more that I cannot explain.” She tries to explain. She lets out a sigh before saying “That was the best sex I had! But there was one thing missing.”
 
“Which is?” He asks.
 
“I stated that if you wanted too, you could bite me if you want. Hard, like a predator on his prey. I usually told customers not to bite me and nearly all obliged. But if you bite me, I would die for you.” She tells him.
 
“I’m not expecting you to die for me. Just do the simple job I ask you to do for me and the convoy and when we have the time, I’ll be #$@!ing you good and hard like I did before.” He tells her.
 
Naya leans over to him putting her arms around his neck for balance before planting her lips on his for a moment before she breaks off the kiss. She then leans her head to the side a bit to show her neck, telling him, “Bite me.”
 
Fernando kisses her on the cheek, kissing to her jaw line and then at the neck under the jaw. Though she was in near sexual climax without having sex, he can feel her tense up with excitement. He then opens his mouth wider and puts his teeth to the side of her neck, before chomping down lightly. She shutters on his lap and moans in a broken stutter. He tightens his bite a tiny bit to show her who’s in control, who is predator and who is prey, holding her in place for a couple more minutes before letting go.
 
She is on the verge of passing out he slowly puts her on the bed and pulls the blanket to cover her and keep her warm. She lies on the bed like a dying patient, holding on with every breath she takes. He looks for a few things when the Baofeng radio turns on. He takes it and answers the call.
 
- - - - -
“Cowboy or Medic… Cowboy or Medic… Are you there?” Mae’s voice came across the radio.  
  
“This is the Medic. What is the situation?” Fernando replied.  
 
“Supper is ready and we are boxing it up for distribution.” Mae replied.  
 
“I will be there shortly… Cowboy, did you copy?” Fernando asked.  
 
Hondo pushed the transmit button and replied, “I copied, Medic. See you there.”
- - - - -
 
Fernando pockets the Baofeng radio before putting on his jacket, hat and glasses. He is going to need to take his pull wagon from the Dub Box. He slides open the side door and steps outside. He looks at the front of his camper seeing somebody who should not be there. He gets there in a couple of fast steps.
 
Clover and a couple kids from Den Mother’s bus were there, standing on the front bumper, trying to look inside. He lets out loudly “A HA!”
 
The kids look at him scared and jump off before running to the Den Mother’s bus. Clover falls off the bumper, landing on her ass with her knees up and legs opened showing her white panties under her short kaki skirt. He steps up to her, extending a hand for her to grab and help her get up. As she takes his hand, he tells her “Spying on people is disrespectful to everyone, especially those you are spying on. It can get you into a lot of trouble.”
 
“I’m sorry mister. We did not mean too...” Clover begins nervously.
 
“Shut up.” Fernando tells her, throwing in “I do not want to hear excuses. You know who I am, you know what I did for you and the others because your home in the train station was about to be destroyed. You owe me a lot, you owe me your lives. But I am not going to demand payment other than respect. Now I got to get the food for everyone, you as your punishment are going to help me give out that food. You understand what I am telling you?”
 
Clover nods her head quickly and nervously.
 
He looks at her realizing she does not have a coat or jacket but he pulls her to follow him “Come with me.”
 
Clover follows him as he takes her to the Dub Box Camper. He unlocks the camper and steps inside, taking out the pull cart to use in distributing the meal. He then goes back inside and searches the clothing pile and pulls out a fleece lined hooded sweat jacket. He takes it with him and goes outside to Clover, handing her the jacket.
 
“It’s cold out here, put that on.” He tells her.
 
“But I’m not cold.” Clover says.
 
“Look. I know that Wessens have a higher body temperature than humans and your body fur gives some protection, so you think you are warm when it is cold. But it is not and you can get sick from being out in the cold. So put it on. Besides, you should be wearing pants when it is this cold.” He tells her.
 
“Pants make it uncomfortable when it gets wet down there.” Clover answers while putting on the jacket.
 
“You in heat or something?” He asks
 
“Nooo!” She says, throwing in, “Even if I am, no one here would take me as I am.”  
 
“Not saying that I would but given the chance I would take you if you were older.” He tells her.
 
“Why not now?” Clover asks.
 
“You’re too young. I know you girls had to do things to get food and things, but I’m not like that. Things have to be in a certain way, including your age.” He tells her.
 
“How old you think I am?” She asks.
 
“You look to be about 12 or so.” He answers.
 
“I’m older than that.” She throw out.
 
“How much older?” He asks.
 
“I’m about the same as that sheep girl in your camper.” She replies.
 
“We’ll talk about it later then.” He tells her, about to take her hand to take her to Hondo’s camper and the food.
 
Clover pulls away from his grasp, telling him before lifting her skirt, “Tell me the truth. You like what you see?”
 
Fernando pulls down her skirt, taking her hand, “We’ll talk about that later. Right now we got people to feed. Let’s go.”
 
He guides her to the back of Hondo’s camper, with Hondo waiting there for him.
 
“Who’s this little lady, one of Minerva’s girls?” Hondo asks.
 
“This is Clover, from the Den Mother’s bus. I caught her and the others spying about my camper, the others got away but I got her. Her punishment is to help us give out the food.” Fernando says.
 
“I see...” Hondo replies. He then says, “You guys ready to do this?”
 
“We’re ready. You are going to need a pull cart yourself.” Fernando points out.
 
“It’s inside being filled up. When they are done, help me take it down and your pull cart is next.” Hondo says.
 
“Alright.” Fernando says.
 
 
(To Be Continued)

[Highway I-74 to Mitchell 11PM]
 
The girls fell asleep around 8:30PM while Fernando continued driving. A few times he had to slow down under 30mph to avoid obstacles on the road. Eventually they get to Mitchell about 5 hours later. He pulls over to the gate. An armed guard walks to the vehicle. (Delta) Fernando takes out the acrylic protector and lowers the window half way down.
 
The guard leans over to the window with his shotgun aimed upwards into the window, “State your business here.”
 
“Just passing through, need to get gas, food and some supplies before heading out to St. Louis.” (Delta) Fernando explains.
 
“How long you intend to stay?” The guard says.
 
“A day, no more than two.” (Delta) Fernando explains.
 
The guard signals for others to surround the vehicle, before asking, “Who is in there with you?”
 
“My two daughters and a family female Wessen slave. They are all asleep right now.” (Delta) Fernando tries to explain.
 
“Right...” The guard says, throwing at him, “Step out the vehicle.”
 
“What for?” (Delta) Fernando asks.
 
“We search all vehicles and those in it for contraband. The Wessen is contraband. We’ll be taking her.” The guard tells him.
 
“Like hell you are. Do you know who I am?” (Delta) Fernando begins, and then shows him the patch on his arm. “I’m a rescue medic – I rescue people like you from road accidents and highway gang attacks. St. Louis Medical Hospital is waiting for my return with medical supplies I’m searching and getting for them. I do not care of you or your rules when they get in my way. And right now you are in my way. So let me go and let me be to do my job or I will report to my boss in St. Louis to get all the other delivery drivers to avoid this crap town and soon no one will come here, not even to fill up their fuel tanks.”
 
“We don’t want any trouble...” The guard says, pulling on the locked door.
 
“You are going to get trouble, and ain’t gonna come from me. So let me tell you, 2, maybe 3 days away back there is a high gang of several hundred heading this way. They are stopping at every town and rest stop causing problems the like you have not seen since the Chaos. Since they are stopping at every town so that is slowing them down, but when they get here – oh boy... and all I want is some fuel and food for me and my crew and we will be on our way. You think I’m gonna be a problem compared to the 100s of biker highway gang coming this way? You’re sick and stupid to think that I am.” (Delta) Fernando tells him.
 
The guard looks over the vehicle, throwing out, “Clement. Call the wireless for a report of a highway gang attacking towns heading this way?”
 
The guard on the other side talks into his radio, requesting for information about highway gang activity and the local towns. It takes a response which he copied to the guard “Boss, there are reports of gangs on the highway causing trouble, but there is nothing coming from the Bad Lands, Custard, Chadron, Valentine, Bassett, Pierre or Huron.”
 
“That’s because the Biker Gangs got to them, probably purging people to sell into slavery, and killing those they can’t sell.” (Delta) Fernando throws in to add fear to the guard’s mind set. He adds, “I’m just here for fuel and wait for the market opens to get the other supplies I need for St. Louis Hospital, then I’ll be on my way.”
 
The guard looks at Fernando though Fernando is staring right at his face. He then decides, “Go, and I better not see you causing trouble around here!”
 
“Thank you. But, let me ask, this is the main way in and out of town, meaning when I get my stuff and leave, I go out this way?” (Delta) Fernando tries to be dumb and uninformed.
 
“This is the main way in and out of town. The other roads going out lead to the farmers out there and a couple Injun Towns. Also you keep your Wessen out of sight, some people here don’t like’m and those church people think that Wessens are the devil’s children. Now git going before I forget I’m letting you go.” The guard tells him as he signals to the other guards to get out of the vehicle’s way
 
“Thank you, and much obliged.” (Delta) Fernando throws in before putting the car in gear and driving away.
 
“You just gonna let him go like that?” The second guard says.
 
“Why not, he just gave us a warning of trouble heading this way so we better be ready for when it comes. A medic, his two girls and a slave Wessen female ain’t gonna do anything what a hundred biker gang can do.” The guard throws in, “We’ll have a meeting about this when our shift is over. It will surely mean a promotion for me!”
 
(Delta) Fernando drives into town, seeing like all other settlements in the area as the merchant part with hotels, restaurants, Food services, and various stores selling from various wares from auto parts to sex shops and entertainment. Off to the distance he finds a row of gas stations and eyes them. The cleaner ones tend to sell better fuel but costs higher in price. The dirty ones tend to mix their gas with alcohol and other additives, robbing the vehicle of performance even though they can be much cheaper in price. Thinking about his money, he pulls into a cleaner station, telling the attendant to fill up the tank and pulls out a couple 5 gallon jugs to fill up from the upper storage box on the car. This would give him about 20 gallons total with 10 gallons on storage reserve. The price was almost $150 at about $7.50 a gallon. Fernando reluctantly pays the price, knowing that he has to get some repairs to the car done. Perhaps the local junker has SmartCar Parts he can barter for or if he has too – make disappear. Then there is feeding the girls in the morning when they wake up and a hotel room for them to wash up in. Clover would be tricky to get into the hotel if people are as hostile against Wessens as the guard say they are. He’ll figure that out later. Right now he has to find a place to park the car and hope nobody bothers him or his girls during the night.
 
He looks around and finds past the dirtiest of gas stations a large parking lot with big rigs, though it was busy with crews going from truck to truck and taking out or putting in goods into their trailers. (Delta) Fernando thinks to himself “A loading dock. Now if I can get in and hide in a corner, maybe we can get some rest.” He gets into his car and drive to the loading dock. He has to drive almost a half a mile to go around the loading dock looking for an entrance he can get into but finds on the other side of the loading dock to be a shopping mall of sorts. It used to be one of the larger malls before the Chaos, but main building with its indoor garage has collapsed upon itself, leaving the outer buildings intact and in business, including a few bars of ill repute. Parking the SmartCar in a dark area of the parking lot, he takes a walk to one of the bars, walking in and looking about before taking a seat at the bar and ordering a beer. He does not like beer but he nurses as he looks about the place. A poker game is on one side, a couple of billiards; both probably rigged in some way for a newcomer to come in and lose all his money.
 
But there are other ways for one to make money in a place like this, so he starts working his plan. The older men look like truckers, and have their wallets chained to their belts, but the younger ones and some of the road gang members do not. Some put their cash into a separate pocket so it their wallets are taken, the money isn’t. As he looks around, an older woman walks up to and takes the bar seat next to him. She looks like she’s been around since before the Chaos and like the great American Railways – laid from coast to coast.
 
“New around these parts?” The woman asks.
 
“Just passing through. Got business in St. Louie.” (Delta) Fernando replies.
 
“You’s a trucker? You don’t look like no trucker to me.” The woman tells him.
 
“I’m a medic, a doctor, a healer, a medicine man. I heal the wounded, and cure the sick. They need me in St. Louie and paying me good money to get there. Something about some important person’s daughter coming ill with some sickness their medicine has not cured. Hopefully the medicine I got from Casper can save her.” (Delta) Fernando explains.
 
“What she got?” The old woman prods for answers.
 
“All I’m told is that her skin is turning black in patches, her hair is falling out, her tongue is dark and swollen and she’s running a high fever. I’ll be getting 50-thou if I cure her.” He explains.
 
“Sounds like she got bit by a Rope Dog.” The old woman throws at him.
 
“She would be dead if she was bitten by Rope Dog. This is something else. I may have an idea as I seen it elsewhere. Swimming in dirty water.” He tells her.
 
“And you say you got medicine that might help her?” She asks.
 
“In my car. I need to take a break and continue in the morning.” He explains. He takes a sip of his beer before putting it down on the bar. He signals to the bartender to watch his drink while he goes to the bathroom. He then turns to the old woman, “I’ll be back. I’ve been on the road all day and need to use the facilities.” Fernando then got up and headed to the back of the bar where the bathrooms were.
 
The old lady looks around and signals to a group of tough guys, signaling to them to follow (Delta) Fernando into the bathroom and the signal for money. Three of them turn to each other before going after (Delta) Fernando.
 
The bathroom was a medium sized room with 3 urinals and a stall with a toilet to one side of the room and a mirror on a wall with three large sinks on a counter under it with soap and a pile of paper tissues at a corner. (Delta) Fernando goes into the stall, closing the door behind him as he took care of business. The three tough guys walked in, signaling to each other to take a corner of the room and wait for (Delta) Fernando to come out of the stall. In about a minute the stall door opens and (Delta) Fernando steps out when one of the guys grabs him and pulls him to the center of the room. The bigger of the three men yells out “Hand Ov-*!”
 
(Delta)Fernando is one of the dirtiest fighters out there, not caring about rules of fighting when survival of the fittest is the only rule to obey. Without thinking (Delta) Fernando acts in lightning speed stomping hard on the foot arches of the closest two to him – hearing a crunching sound on each stomp. Then his knee goes up to the groin to the one holding onto him, while sending an elbow goes backwards into the nose of the one behind him with another loud crunch being heard under the military boots he wears. He then turns to the one left standing and sent an uppercut to his groin. With all three down and out, (Delta) Fernando kicks their faces and stomachs to make sure they were out before going through their pockets, taking what money, weapons and valuables he found. He gathers several knives, a .25 pistol with two extra magazines filled with .25 bullets, several gold chains, 3 fancy watches, and about a loose amount of $25,000 in old world paper money along with an unknown amount of gold and silver coins in five hand sized tied up sacks from them. There was a badge on one of the wallets which he leaves behind. After pocketing the cash and valuables, he goes to the sink and washes his hands. Taking a large pile of what he can of the paper towels he stuffs them into his jacket pocket and walks out the bathroom. He heads to the bar and tosses a couple of silver coins to the bartender before leaving the establishment.
 
The old woman gathers a couple of other guys with her to go into the men’s bathroom to check on the first group, finding them bloodied beaten and robbed. Panic hits the bar as (Delta) Fernando goes into the shadows outside the bar and back to his vehicle. Several men go just outside the bar’s door and looks around, not being able to see into the shadows where (Delta) Fernando and his vehicle are hiding in the dark. Switching into ‘Electric Mode’ and not turning on the lights, (Delta) Fernando silently drives out of the parking lot, staying within the shadows not to be seen. Once on the main road, he turns on the gas engine and head lights to drive away.
 
About a half mile away he finds a motel and manages to get a ground floor room with a king sized bed and a spot to park the car in front of it. Once registered and paid for night with a deposit to extend the stay for a couple days if needed. He sets up the room before using his Chrono Cane to teleport the girls into the room’s bed.
 
As the girls sleep on the bed, he goes between the room and the car, putting away the gun, knives, jewelry and money away. He goes into the room and takes off his jacket, hat and outdoor wear, sitting down on in the room’s chair, not sleeping but not being totally awake, being in a semi conscious state and semi alert in case any situation were to come to disturb their peace.
 

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[Yellowstone Lake Campsite, Fernando’s Electric Camper; Around 8:30PM]
 
Fernando walks about the camp in the patrol of the lighted area. Mavis was on the roof of Moro’s truck, the teens were taking a walk about their area as did Marvin and Karl though they would be going to bed in an hour or two. He gets Naya to go to Minerva’s camper to sleep there for the night, and Macey back into his electric camper. He checks the camper’s battery levels, finding them to be around 90% full. He disconnects the solar panels, generators and batteries, then going about to turn off the generators. The stars move East to West though they look fake and backwards at the same time to him.
 
Fernando notices Hondo talking to two hooded individuals at the far end of the camp by the Den Mother’s bus, one of them had a old cowboy hat on her as he could tell they were both female. Hondo and the two individuals then disappear behind the Den Mother’s bus.
 
A pair of hands reaches around and covers his eyes. Fernando takes the hands off his face and turns around finding Jackey there.
 
“A little early aren’t you?” Fernando asks.
 
“I know. I’ll be back later tonight, but first a couple of things. If it is telling you about the future, it is something for you to watch for.” Jackey begins.
 
“I told you I do not want to know about the future.” He tells her.
 
“Somebody’s life depends on it...” She tells him.
 
Fernando lets out a sigh, before replying “I shouldn’t know but tell me.”
 
“She a young girl who’s family was killed. You will save many like her but she will be the one you save tomorrow, but saving her may put you in danger. So proceed with caution.” She explains.
 
“OK. Anything else?” He asks.
 
“The young bunny girl, who has a crush on you, if she makes move demanding sex from you tonight, do her good and hard.” She tells him.
 
“You mean Clover? Is she in heat or something?” He asks.
 
“Not in heat. She wants her hero – you – to give her what she wants, though she thinks sex is love and she wants you to love her lovingly.” Jackey explains.
 
“I see...” Fernando replies.
 
Jackey puts her index finger on his nose and gives him a jolt of bio energy before telling him “That’s for her and for me later tonight. Have some happy juice ready for me. See you later tonight.” She then leans over to him and kisses him on the nose before teleporting away.
 
Fernando turns slightly to look about on the ground before shaking his head. He continues to walk the area around his camper.
 
Clover sneaks about the campsite, looking for and then following Fernando about on his nightly patrol, hoping to meet him in a most secluded area. She decides to follow him to the rear of his Dub Box camper. She silently steps up to him and grabs onto his jacket, pulling on it. Fernando turns around to say something but finds Clover there, still in her pinkish polo shirt, short kaki skirt, folded cotton sox about her ankles, canvas sneakers, and the fleece lined sweat jacket hoodie he gave her.
 
He asks, “What are you going up so late?”
 
“You said ‘We’ll talk about it later.’ So why not now?” She says to him. She looks around before looking back at him, “No one is around.” She then steps up closer to him, reaching out and grabbing at the bulge in his pants, throwing in “My, you are so big... I hope you would be gentle with me.”
 
“Clover...” He calls to her.
 
“What?” She throws back. “Oh...” She says before she takes his hand and puts it under her skirt and up against her crotch. She says to herself, “Such big hands, and so strong... I hope you are gentle with me, I bruise easily.”
 
“Clover...” He calls to her again.
 
“What?” She throws back at him, “Don’t you want some of this?” As she raises her skirt and show off her panties.
 
“You’re not going to give me any peace unless I’m screwing you.” He says to himself though she heard him.
 
“Damn right I’m not. You #$@!ed that sheepie, we heard you doing her lovely long and hard, and you are going to do me lovely just as long and hard too, just like you did her. And you better make it worthwhile for me or I am going to ruin your reputation by saying you forced and tricked a young girl like me into sex, making me agree with it so to make it look like I wanted it.” She tells him as she holds his hand on her crotch.
 
“And by ‘Worthwhile’ you mean...” He asks.
 
“You better make me cum, and cum hard like I never came before.” She tells him.
 
“So, you have had sex before?” Fernando asks.
 
“Since I was 10...” She says. He gives her an unbelieving look, making her rephrase her wording, “I had to suck and jerk off merchants’ dicks while they touched me in places with their dirty hands, and when I became 12, I had their nasty cock pressed up and rubbing against my pussy until one day some merchant pulled back too far and shove his cock into my pussy. Since then I had to #$@! to get those things as jerking off or sucking a merchant’s cock would no longer be enough. So I’m not a virgin by any means, and only a couple of all the merchants managed to make me cum.”
 
“Let’s say you’re lying and you’re actually 12. Me screwing you would make me no better than those merchants that did those things to you.” He tells her.
 
“No it would not, and I’ll tell you why not – I had to let them take advantage of me in order to get food and things for me and the others. I do not need anything from you, except for some cock shoved up my pussy because those merchants forcing sex on me woke something up in me that now needs to be fed with sex every once in a while, and I have chosen you for that, not you forcing yourself on me. That makes you a lot better than any merchant who forced themselves on me, even if I was wanting to get screwed when I was younger.” She tells him.
 
“How young” He asks.
 
“Let’s say, 9 – 10...” She throws at him. He scowls at her for a moment, making her throw in, “I can jerk you off or suck your cock or rub it long and hard against my pussy. If it slips in, all the better for me.” She tells him. He continues to give her a scowl, making her throw at him “A girl gotta do what a girl gotta do. It’s not a good world out there, and those like me gotta do things in order to eat and sleep. I’m not like that Sheepie with the Glasses who had a life of being spoiled and well fed by her masters.” She pauses for a second before telling him “So how about it? You, me, #$@!ing my brains out like you did that sheepie in your camper, I heard her moaning for a long time for me to know you must be good. That is what I want.”
 
“And if I say no?” Fernando asks.
 
“I’ll tell everyone you pinned me down and raped me and make you look even more bad by saying I’m 10. You may be the leader of this group but I can destroy trust those who follow you and have them choose another leader. I’ve done it with a couple of merchants back in Center Town.” She tells him as she pulls his hand harder onto her crotch.
 
He can feel how hot and damp her panties were, knowing that she was a lot hotter and wetter inside. He decides to call her bluff and throw at her, “Where and how you want it done? Bend you against the camper here and #$@! you from behind or you want to lay down on the ground for this?”
 
“How about inside this camper as it is connected to your ride, it is warmer in there than out here, it’s also empty and it has a bed inside.” Clover tells him. Fernando gives in a bit and walks to unlock and open the camper door to let Clover in. She steps in and walks half way into the camper until Fernando passes her and adjusts the table to turn the benches and table into a bed. Clover says to herself, “Now that is what I’m talking about.”
 
Pretending not to have heard it as he sets a couple pillows on the bench paddings that make the bed, he asks “What was that you said?”
 
“I say – ‘such a nice bed!’” Clover throws at him, adding, I don’t have bend over and drop my panties for you, when I can just lie here and let you pound my pussy...” She hesitates for a moment before throwing in “You better pull out and not pump your seed in me.”
 
He throws back at her, “If I’m going to #$@! you, I’m going to pump with every drop of seed my balls have in you.”
 
“And what if you got me pregnant? You going to help me raise it or are going to kill it after it is born?” She throws at him.
 
“I’m no baby killer, so what happens, happens and we deal with it. I’m more than man enough to do that if I am more than man enough to take little old you on this bed.” He throws at her.
 
“I bet you would not know where to begin.” She throws back at him.
 
Fernando takes her and pulls her towards him, making her go past him and then softly throwing her on the bed. She lies there looking up at the ceiling with her legs partly open wondering how she got there. Fernando was quick to unbelt and open his pants pulling out his half harden cock out of his briefs. Clover slowly sits up seeing his larger than life penis in front of her. He takes her hand and makes her take his cock by its base. It gets harder with the attention Clover it giving it.
 
“You like to talk so much, let’s see how you can handle this.” Fernando tells her.
 
Clover complains, “What? No kiss? No feeling me up and trying to get my clothes off? You just want me to suck you off and #$@! my brains out... is that it?”
 
“You said to take you and do you lovely like some client, you said nothing about me being your boyfriend.” He tells her. He then throws at her “If you want me to treat you like a girlfriend, you need to do girlfriend things for me. So how about it... You got my cock in your hand, you know what a girlfriend needs to do, and we’ll work on the rest later...” She sits there looking up at him for a second, before he throws at her, “That sheepie girl knows what a girlfriend needs to do and does it without bitching or complaining, what’s your excuse, for I take none, not for what a girl knows what needs to be done.”
 
Clover feels defeated at this point, trying to prove something she is not able to do or want to do but can’t. He throws at her, “Kiss it, lick it, suck it like a girlfriend should. Bite me, hurt me, and I will end you, plain and simple. Do it right and we can be very good friends happily ever after.” Clover slowly leans over to him though still looking up at him before accidentally the head of his penis against her cheek. She looks down at his long shaft, seeing how long and thick it is in her hand before closing her eyes and giving the top of its head a quick peck of a kiss. Somehow that started a programmed list of instructions where she begins to kiss the length of his shaft, down one side and the up the other. Once she is back to the head she being licking about the bulbous probe before licking about one-third of the shaft, and back to the head where she puts it into her mouth and begins sucking on it like she was starving for affection, attention and a meal.  
 
After a couple of minutes of her sucking on his shaft and getting it wet and slick with her salvia he pushes her back to pull off his cock. She leans back looking up at him for a moment before he gives her a push to lie down on her back before Fernando reaches up under her skirt and pulls her panties off, getting one leg out of them. He then takes her by the knees and opens her legs as wide as he can get them, stepping onto the edge of the bed between her legs. He positions himself over her, holding himself up on his extended arms, all this time she managed to hold on to his cock. She tries to push him off with her free arm, but he takes her by the wrist and pins it on the bed by her shoulder. He looks down at her.
 
“I thought you wanted to #$@!. Now you’re fighting back?” He says to her.
 
“Of course I want you to #$@! me, but I do not want to be forced into an unloving, uncaring sex like at a sex show!” She tells him.
 
“Sounds to me that you finger #$@! your pussy when you’re about to go to sleep, dreaming of me doing you lovely as if we were on a live sex show. You have a crush on me or something? Answer truthfully.” He tells her.
 
“And if I do, what is that going to change?” Clover says.
 
“It should change on how you respect and treat me. You act like you hate me, but that is because in your mind you can’t have me because I’m unreachable. That is the furthest from the truth. So, I’m going to give you something you want, and you are going to give me something I want.” Fernando tells her.
 
“And what would you want?” She asks.
 
“While I give you what you want, you are going to take my cock and put it into your pussy. I’ll take care of the rest for you.” He tells her.
 
“And what do you know what I want?” She asks.
 
“I know that you want this...” He says before he starts to kiss her on the forehead, then the side of her face before he turns to kiss her nose and then her lips, leaving his lips against her until they being to increase in intimacy to where their tongue begin to wrestle against each other. After a minute of tongue kissing, Fernando pushes off her.
 
“Why you had to stop!” Clover complains.
 
“You supposed to put my cock into your pussy...” He tells her.
 
“I would have if we kept on kissing...” She complains.
 
“You’re leaving me no choice.” He says to himself.
 
“Like what are you going to do, rape me?” Clover throws at him.
 
“So you can lay there and enjoy it? Not exactly…” He tells her before he starts kisses her cheek. He then works his way down her face, hitting every sensitive spot along her jaw line. Clover was beside herself from the waves of pleasure he was forcing her into. He then lightly bites down on side of her neck, she tenses up from the massive flood of pleasure from him biting her neck. She lets go of his cock and tries to push him off her but was too weak from pleasure. He takes her free hand and pins it down over her head and the moves her other hand and pins the two hands together, held there by his hand while he takes his cock and aims it to her vaginal entrance, pressing it against her.  It takes a slight adjustment to his shaft lines it with the angle of her vagina before it goes in her, going in further and deeper than anyone in her memory as he pushes with his hips against the resistance of her tight clenching hole to take it as far as it can go until he was pushing up against her cervix on his first stroke.
 
Clover thrusts her hips up towards his, driving his cock to push harder against her cervix with every stroke he gives her. Eventually he takes her wrists in each of his hands and moves them beside her shoulders, pinning her down. He continues piston #$@!ing the girl as she pushes up to increase the intensity of their coupling. For the next 20 or so minutes Fernando #$@!s Clover long and hard, making her climax sooner than she expected.
 
“Oh god...” Clover tries to hold back from screaming, looking up at him and tells him, “How could you take advantage of a little girl I am like this?”
 
Fernando does not answer but continues to #$@! her like they starred in a porn stage show.
 
“You’re not... gonna... answer me?” She asks between breaths.
 
“You’re the one wanting me to do you lovely like a boyfriend...” He tells her, adding without missing a beat to him screwing her, “You got a hot tight little pussy...”
 
She throws back at him, “You have the... biggest hardest... cock that ever... went in me.”
 
“Then you want me as a boyfriend to #$@! you every time you have an itch between your legs?” He throws at her.
 
“You really want... a young bunny girl... as a girlfriend... you can #$@! anytime... you want?” She throws back at him.
 
“Only if she is willing and ready to #$@! almost any time anywhere. Again, you want me as a boyfriend to #$@! you every time you have an itch between your legs?” He throws back at her.
 
“Only if... he’s willing... to give me... what I need... when I need it.” She throws at him.
 
“Sex is not going to get you any special privileges, you need to work for the group like everyone else. And it is not when you need it but when we have time to do it.” He says as he keeps screwing her with long deliberate strokes.
 
She nods, though wanting to answer but doesn’t or can’t. Soon she was climaxing again for the second time though that did not stop him from piston #$@!ing her with long deliberately strokes as she cums. It takes her a bit longer to come down from her plateau.
 
 She looks up at him to ask in heavy breathes, “You pumped... your seed in me yet?”
 
“No I haven’t, you said to do you like I did the sheepie girl in my camper. So I am...” He tells her.
 
“Then you need to pull out before you do... pump your seed in me.” She says.
 
“I’ll pump my seed in you any and every time we #$@!. Just like I will pump my seed into that sheepie girl and into any other girl I stick my dick into.” He tells her.
 
“But... you could get... me pregnant...” She complains.
 
“That is a chance I’m willing to take, and you will take it with me because you want my seed in you, whether you swallow it, or take it in your pussy or in your ass. Me pumping my seed in you is my right as a man when I take and #$@! you. And you wanting me to #$@! you means you want my seed in you as your right as a female.” He continues screwing her without missing a beat.
 
Clover gasps as her body tightens up, signifying she’s about cum again though she’s trying to hold it back. Holding back an orgasm for a female only makes it worse for her by increasing its intensity when its delayed reaction comes out. But she’s trying to fight it even though her contracting vaginal muscles clenches about his hard swollen shaft tells him that she was already there. She begins to fail in holding back as her third wave hits her like a tidal wave.  She mews as she bites on her lower lip in trying to be quiet as her body trembles under him. He shoves his long hard thick cock as deep as it can go in her and pins it against her cervix, pumping his seed into her uterus. Her orgasm increases that much more as she feels hot baby-making protein fill up her inner chamber, continuing on longer than she had ever experienced.
 
In a couple of minutes the pumping of his seed into her uterus begins to subside, lowering in its pressure until it shuts itself off at the end, giving her a chance to slowly recover.
 
He looks down at her “How was it for you?”
 
She looks up at him breathing heavily to catch her breath, “Just damn... how could you have done that...?”
 
“Best #$@! you ever had?” He throws at her.
 
She just looks at him and quickly nods. She then asks, “Did you put your seed in me?”
 
“Did you feel me pump my seed in you? Not all girls are the same but some say they can, others can’t.” He explains.
 
“It’s hard to say but I think I felt it. I felt something hot pulsing down and filling me up, but it was also making me cum harder.” She tries to explain.
 
“So you felt it. Next time it might feel different, but you should be able to feel it again when it happens.” He explains.
 
“But... I might get pregnant.” She says calmly.
 
“Again, that’s the chance we take and I would support you and the child if you did. I’m not one of those guys that would kill the child or kill you to hide the pregnancy. I’m not a baby killer or a mother killer. A mother#$@!er maybe but you would have to be the mom I’m #$@!ing.”
 
She just lies there, putting her hand on her lower abdomen, “I can feel something swimming inside me...”
 
“I can’t say why that would be, but if anything it should be warmer in there as my seed tend to be hot. This your first time having some guy’s seed in you?” He says and asks.
 
“Not the first time, I only had three merchants pump their seed in me before they started pulling out or using a rubber so I would not get pregnant. But you’re the first where things felt different.” She explains.
 
“Well I am going to guess it was because with me you were cumming and with them you did not. How often did any of them made you cum?” He says and asks.
 
“You’re the only one that made me cum, other than when I finger myself. They all #$@!ed me for like 5 minutes, not enough time for me to cum at all. But you, you #$@!ed me long and hard and made me cum. Wish I had you when I was younger.” She explains.
 
He then throws at her, “No way you would have survived this if you were younger like you said – 9 or 10...”
 
“I would be your girlfriend from then on if we did back then...” She throws back at him as she gathers her panties to put back on.
 
“I doubt it, for one how would I fit in you then, and for two it would definitely hurt you. I doubt you would fall in love with someone who did something to hurt you.” He explains.
 
“It’s a pain all girls go through and we eventually get used to it. Like today – It did hurt you going in me at first, but it also felt good and after a while the pain went away. So yes, it would hurt a lot more if I was a little girl but I would have gotten used to it and eventually want you more for it.” She tries to explain before putting on her panties.
 
He tells her “That is neither here nor there. It is something not to dwell on about either.” He begins to pull his still hard cock from deep inside her pussy, taking it slow and deliberate for her to enjoy that last bit more, and then resting the mixed body fluid shaft on her pubis mons. He continues with his words, “So now that we done the deed and you got what you wanted, what is next for us?”
 
“Can I ask about you and that sheepie girl?” She asks, wondering about the relationship they have as she put her hand on his shared body fluid covered cock, “Is she your girlfriend of something?”
 
“If you are talking about Naya, no, she is not my girlfriend. She is my slave. I bought her to save her from an abusive owner that used to beat her all the time and threatened to kill her like he killed two other slaves he owned who were her friends. After taking her in, I healed her from the things he did to her and now she is better for it, but I do have papers saying I own her. And as my slave, she is to do as I tell her or those who work for me tells her. I do #$@! her when we have the chance, but that does not make her my girlfriend, even though she says she’s in love with me and would do anything for me that I tell her but that is because of the things I did for her like rescuing her and healing her, not for the sexual relationship we have.” He explains to her.
 
Clover looks down at herself for a moment as she took hold of his cock and pumps it slightly before looking up at him, “Oh... I thought she was your girlfriend or something like that.” She pauses for a moment, “Do you have a girlfriend?”
 
“Technically no, as I own the others too as I rescued them from their abusive owners. But if it were not for that, including Naya, you could call them all as my girlfriends. But being my girlfriend means nothing, meaning, it is not valuable to have if we allow it to get in the way of getting things done. We need this convoy going, the cars and trucks fueled up, ready and running. We need everyone here to be well and be able to do their jobs. If anything goes wrong, we work as a team to get things fixed and going again. In all that, being a girlfriend means nothing because everyone gets an equal share as long as we work together. Got that?” He explains to her.
 
Clover nods, even though she is just an older member of the Den Mother’s group, she knows that there are things she has to do to take care of that, and now understands how all that fits in.
 
Fernando adds, “Just because I saved you from hard place does not make you my girlfriend, just like you and I having sex does not make you my girlfriend. But willing to work together in getting things done and sharing the rewards from it, does. Respecting each other does. Being close and intimate with each other does not, but it can be used with respecting each other to make ourselves that much more better does. In short, Clover, sex, in what we did, is easy as any two people – human and Wessen – can #$@!. But love – that is something else. You can hate me for the person I am but because I got a big dick you can love me for the way I #$@! you and that is all we would ever have – sex because you want to be #$@!ed by my big dick. And I would allow it. Or you can love me for the person I am and the things I do for you and everyone else around us.”
 
“Do you love me?” She asks a bit nervously as she tightens her grip on his cock slightly.
 
“I do not hate anybody unless they make themselves as an enemy of mine and try to take action to hurt or end me, my friends or my family. And in that I will do everything I can to destroy or end them. But as for you, I consider you as a friend, as a member of this group, and as a teen of this group. I’ll give you a lot of respect even though you can be a little bitch at times. Yes, you act like a little bitch sometimes, but I can understand why even though it is not needed. As a leader I have to make decisions that is good for the group, not what is good for me. Like getting food and feeding everyone, I am the one that eats last because I have to make sure everyone gets to eat first. So do I love you? I do like I do everyone else here in this group. I love you for the person you are, not the girl I just had sex with for the sex we had. If things got that much better between us, maybe we can become girlfriend and boyfriend in the future. But for now, let’s leave things as they are between us. You want to #$@!, we will #$@! when we have a time and place to do it. You want to be intimate and cuddly with me, we can do that too if we have the time and place for it. Want to be my girlfriend? That is on you to say because I do not own you like I own Naya or the others.  Want to be in love with me? That is on you but I would do my best to return much of that back as possible, but I’m letting you know right now that I would fail at times and look bad in failing you, and be hard towards you. But do not let that deter from loving me for we have bad days and good days and a lot of the time bad days will get in the way of good days. It’s on you, love me and I would try to love you back; be my girlfriend and I would try to be a boyfriend to you; but things are not going to be perfect and things will get in the way. Do not let things bother you when they go bad. Let them go bad, deal with them and then keep going. That is the best I can tell you. So do you accept my answer?”
 
Clover nods, saying “Yes.”
 
 He throws in “Then, do you love me?”
 
“I do. Maybe for the wrong reasons, but I do.” She answers as she stops pumping on his cock.
 
“Good that you do.” He replies.
 
“Good? But how?” She asks.
 
“Good, because you can think why it could be wrong but deal with it in a way you see fit and accept it for what it is.” He tells her, adding “That says you are more grown up in certain ways most would not think you are. Now I have to say, for loving me I have to love you too because it goes both ways. If it is goes one way, let say you love me and I don’t and do nothing for you; that would hurt you a lot. I do not want you to be hurt.”
 
“Can I say and ask something?” She asks.
 
“You can ask anything you want.” He says.
 
“Well, uhm... I think I have been in love with you since I first saw you though I hated that you were about to throw us out of the place we called as our home. But you got something better for us and made sure we were clothed and fed. If it were not for that, let’s say if you abandoned us, I would have followed you to where you lived and tried to make you accept me and take me in as I would have done anything. I don’t know what it is or why it is, other than it is.” She tries to explain.
 
“You were tired of living that life in that old train station begging and #$@!ing for food and things and saw me as a way out.” He tells her.
 
“That is only part of the reason, though it is that I wanted out of that life of begging and being felt up and #$@!ed by the merchants for food and things, but there is something more. Yeah, like you said, anybody can #$@!, and I had to #$@! to be able to eat in order to live to the next say, but seeing you, I saw that I could get something more than just a #$@! from you. I mean yeah, we could #$@! but at the same time I get something more. Something that I did not know what it is but I wanted and I knew I could get from you and only you. And I would do anything to get you to give it to me.” She explains, going back to pump on his shaft slightly.
 
“You must have had nights where you were in your bed fingering your pussy dreaming about me #$@!ing you.” He throws in to test her.
 
“Don’t know why but it’s been every night since that first day I saw you…” She replies almost feeling shameful about it.
 
“I hope I lived up to your dreams then.” He throws in.
 
“You were better than I ever dreamed, though different. I wanted you to hold me and kiss me and feel me up before we did it but this was just a good because you showed me that you can handle me better than any man out there. Maybe next time we can be touchie-feelie?” She says and asks.
 
“Let’s see what happens. Anything is possible. But I’m letting you know now that the next time could be a long time from now. Understand where I am coming from?” He tells her.
 
Clover nods.
 
He throws in “Let me ask, in sex, is there anything you would not want to do? Like would you let me #$@! you in the ass?”
 
“#$@! me in my ass?” She asks before answering “If you like I probably would, but I don’t find it enjoyable as having you in my pussy. Would you want to #$@! me in my ass?”
 
“Like I said, it depends on you. Like let’s say, can I #$@! you in the ass right now?” He says and asks.
 
“Not now. I mean, not because I don’t want too, but because I’m tired. You’re the first and only one to #$@! me so hard and so good to tire me out.” She says.
 
“So if I wanted to put my dick back in your pussy, you would be too tired to enjoy it?” He asks.
 
She slowly nods, adding “I am but if you were to do it, I would not fight back. Like mom told me long ago ‘if you are going to be raped, lie there and enjoy it.’”
 
“Well, it’s not going to happen as I got things to do in patrolling the area and you need to get into your bed to sleep. Hopefully by tomorrow we will be at the next town.” He says. He then throw at her “You think you can be a good girl and behave for me?”
 
Clover nods as she slowly sits up.  She then looks at his cock in her hand, slowly drying the shared body fluids covering much of it. Something comes to her mind of licking the fluids off it as it is something she hardly did with the merchants. She leans over to it and kisses the head of his dick before she begins to lick about the shaft to clean it up. With the mixed cum cleaned off his cock, she slides her lips over the head of his dick and starts sucking on it for a moment. After a while he stops her and makes her pull off his cock giving her a kiss on the forehead before helping her off the bed. After putting himself in his pants and closing it up, they then walk out of the Dub Box Camper. As he patrols the dark areas as he holds Clover next to him and takes her to the Den Mother’s camper bus. They kiss lips to lips one final time before she sneaks into the camper bus as quietly as possible, flipping up her skirt behind her to give him one last view of her panty-covered ass before going in. He stays there for a couple more minutes before heading off to continue his patrol of the camp area.
 
Most of the night seems as quiet as the night before, with an occasional skin-walker or two walking down the forest side of the road and red-eyed shadows peeking from between the trees. Fernando sees them there and wonders how they can be peacefully at odds with the camp where it is when in his memory of then before the Chaos said that they were evil vindictive spirits who wants the destruction of mankind when they meet. He makes his way around the camp and back to the shore of the lake where the stars are not obstructed by trees. Looking out at the stars, he sees a few of them going about and around each other, then one goes down to a hundred or so feet above the lake out at the far end of the lake. A Blue Beam of light goes down to the lake and then pulls water up to it for a few minutes before flying away. This would have fazed most people but Fernando looks at what happened as if it were a normal event, as it probably does happens all the time with or without an audience. He goes back to walking his patrol for the moment before Jackey’s return.
 
(To Be Continued.)