I shouldered the rusty gates of the Fairfax metro station open and cringed at the shriek of protest from the hinges. Shouldering my rifle and flicking my pipboy light on, I trudged through the shadowy tunnel, eyes trained ahead of me, watching for the raiders I knew were there. A raider charged me, screaming, "Ready to die Waster?!" and I easily cut him down, the couple of bullets from his pistol thudding heavily on my reinforced leather armor, but not piercing it. I let loose a burst of rounds from my assault rifle and easily mowed him down. His last gurgles from punctured lungs were like music to my ears.
Striding arrogantly down the hall, I swept the place for more enemies but found none. As the main platform came into view, I spotted a wire stretched across the floor and easily stepped over it, smirking at the futile trap. As I came into the station proper, I hear the strange ramblings of another raider, female this time. She was talking to herself and wandering around the little makeshift room on the platform beside the rubble strewn track. As I watched, she pushed a syringe of what could only be medx into her arm and depressed the stopper, letting it fall to the floor empty and shatter.
A few moments later, she started complaining quietly about it being hot and began stripping off her armor. The woman was not unpleasant to look at, she had fairly large breasts and a slim waist, desirable but for that she was a junkie. A wicked smile crossed my face as I slung my rifle back over my shoulder and started down the escalator. My leather pants began to feel tight and I knew that I would have a lot of fun with her. I came to the bottom and crossed over the flimsy wooden planks that served as a bridge and came up behind her. She was murmuring quietly to herself and pacing around in the little room when I grabbed her by her spiked hair. The raider shrieked in pain, but couldn't stop me as I dragged her over the the stained bed in the corner and threw her down on it. Her head hit the rail of it and she was stunned. 'perfect' I thought as I stripped off my armor and pulled her around to me for better access.
I roughly entered her, dragging her back to focus. She shrieked and writhed, but I punched the side of her face and she cut off, dazed. A low wimper began to come from her as I forcefully abused her tight cunt, making her scream now and then. On a whim I pulled completely out and then rammed it back into her ass, earning another shriek of pain. Tears began to trickle down her face as I violated her. I felt myself tensing and knew I wasn't long to last, so I pulled out of her battered ass and rammed back into her pussy, making her moan as some of the pain was alleviated. With hard, powerful thrusts, I quickly brought myself to a finish and painted her womb with my sticky white seed. The raider whimpered and cried harder as she felt the wet pop of my cock leaving her, my seed oozing out.
I had a thought as I wiped my dick clean in her hair, and grabbed my pack, fishing out a modified slave collar. I slipped it around her neck with a snick and an evil grin. "You belong to me now, whore."
