So here is the next chapter hope all those of you who are reading are enjoying this story. My thanks to Skovko and xXxShonxXx for the reviews for the last chapter.
Chapter six
After the date
Sitting on a kitchen stool, Roman breathed in the aroma of his coffee with a sigh. The night hadn't gone as well as he would have liked, though it had gone better than sex had, for a very long time. He tried to think back, to his last girlfriend before the virus, she had been a sweet girl, long dark hair blue eyes. He couldn't picture her face any more though, he tried so hard, but he couldn't see her anymore. Too much had happened, he had done too many things, which weren't acceptable in that world, would she have understood the person he had become? Last night, he wanted to play let's pretend, let's go back, he knew though, that as much as he wanted her to be his lover, the woman was scared of him, she knew, as gentle as he tried to be with her, he could also be cruel and brutal. He had walked out this morning, and left her to Dean and Seth, and he had seen on her face, that she would never trust him. The girl, his girl back before the virus, he would never have done things like that to her. She was gone, swept away on the tide of death, at least she would never know, what he had become. If she had lived, would he have done to her, what he was doing to the woman upstairs? He had tried to be gentle, considerate of her, during the night, but he knew, she knew, she had no choice, but to let him do as he wished.
He took a sip of his coffee, he knew, and the woman knew, that tomorrow morning, it would be him and Dean raping her, after Seth had, had his night with her. They had told her just what would be happening, and how it was going to work. What was she going to do, argue with them? He caught sight of himself in a reflective surface, and looked away. He should never have thought about Savannah, he wasn't the man who had dated her anymore, that man had died, as surely as if he had contracted, and expired from the hell virus. He wasn't even sure he knew, or liked the man whose face, he had just caught a glimpse of. This wasn't the sort of life he had expected to live, or the person he had expected to be. He had to stop this, he knew he did, this was his world, and he had to live in it, if he started doubting himself, second guessing himself, he wasn't going to last too long, even with Seth and Dean watching his back.
Seth walked in at that point, a grin on his face, and Roman knew why. His brother grabbed the hot water, making himself a coffee in silence, before sitting down and looking at Roman. "So was it good?" He asked, knowing tonight was his turn.
Roman took another sip of his coffee, considering what he was going to say. "It was okay, I'm not sure she enjoyed it, and I've had better but, since the virus, well it was the closest I've had to consensual sex." He looked at Seth. "Where's Dean?"
Seth grinned at him. "Where do you think, still fucking her." He had a nasty grin on his face. "He has his knife at her throat, and he's teaching her to ride him." Seth took a large sip of his coffee. "He was doing her doggie style, while she was sucking me off, then once she got me off, he said he was sick of us doing all the work, and she could do some for a change." There was the problem Roman found himself thinking, they were forcing her, probably if she had her way she'd have slit all their throats, and been long gone. "He got off her, pulled his knife, and told her he's cut her bad, if she didn't do what he wanted." Seth drank some more of his coffee, grinning as he thought about what tonight was going to be like.
"Do you ever wonder where she came from?" Roman asked suddenly, putting his cup down on the side. "There's so much about her that doesn't make sense, I swear she's never seen a movie before, but it's more than that, it's like she couldn't believe what she was seeing on the screen." He looked over at Seth for a moment. "When we watched the movie, it was like, like the old world itself was as much a fantasy, as the story line of the move."
Seth considered a moment or two. "Maybe she came from a cult, or one of those old religious communities." He suggested.
Roman considered for a moment or two. "Even they; would have had some idea what the outside world was like." He picked up his cup, twisting it in his hands again. "They weren't immune to the virus either, I know a lot of them didn't take the cure, but it went airborne at the end, probably still is, they would have been infected, just like everyone else." He paused, not sure what to say. "It's like she came from another world or something."
Seth laughed at that. "What; you think we made alien contact?"
Roman laughed too. "No, but where did she come from, it has to be somewhere outside of what we know, and are there more like her?"
Seth stopped laughing, and looked at his brother. "I keep wondering that too." He said at last.
Dean walking in, dragging the woman behind him, put paid to the conversation, almost as if Seth and Roman, felt he wouldn't approve of them talking like that about, what when it came down to it, was a possession, nothing more.
"Sit." Dean ordered attaching her chain to the bracket, as Roman pushed the cup of cooled water over to her.
She took it and drank the water greedily, it was then Roman realised she never asked them for anything just took what she was given. When she put the empty cup down, he poured her some more, and felt a little guilty, as she gave him a surprised look, and picked it up lifting it to her lips, now sipping it slowly. Roman watched her drink, as Dean fixed himself a coffee, she drank slowly, but she finished it. Seth's eyes met his, as he poured her another, and she drank that too. He wondered if she was thirsty all the time, they only ever gave her one drink at a time, and not many of them. There were questions he wanted to ask her, things he wanted to know about her. He glanced at Seth, as he pushed a plate towards her. She kept her eyes on Seth, as he gave her the food, and Roman watched Seth, the way the other man's eyes roamed over her body. He wondered what Seth was planning for her that night; he hoped it would be better for Seth than it had for him, while it had been good, he knew it could have been a lot better.
Seth watched her eat, she did as she always did, and ate slowly, almost picking at her food, as if she was not sure about it. Her eyes were fixed on him, and he felt guilty, he had told her to look at him, and she was, because she was afraid of him. He didn't want her to be afraid of him, he wanted her to like him, but he didn't know why.
"You clean up in here." Dean was looking at the woman as he spoke, and she tore her gaze from Seth, turning it onto him. "We're going out, it better be dome when we get back, or you'll be sorry." He stood and headed for the door, the other two followed, while her eyes followed them; Seth looked back and saw her looking out. Did she want to go outside? Suddenly he knew, that for part of their date, he was taking her out for a walk.
Once they were gone, the woman sighed softy, and did as she had been told, she didn't want Dean to set out to hurt her, and she knew he would, if she didn't do as she was told. While she almost automatically carried out her task, her mind drifted to other things, she was closer to her destination, she just needed to get there; she thought they would keep moving, she never expected them to settle into this place. Once the kitchen was clean, she began to restlessly pull on the chain, trying to free herself, until she heard them coming back again. She quickly went back to the seat Dean had told her to take, and waited for them to come back in.
Once they were outside, the three men took the two quad bikes, Seth and Roman on one, while Dean was on the other. It felt good to let off some steam on the bikes. Not having to worry, about how they were going to make it through the next few days, or even weeks, was a new feeling for the three of them, one they had not experienced for a very long time. Just riding around, stopping to laugh and joke, they felt as if when they returned, time would have rolled back, and they would find the world as it used to be. It was like somehow they had wandered into a bubble, and what was going on outside didn't matter. It was as if by mutual consent, that they headed back to the house.
A cruel smile on his face, Dean walked into the kitchen, looking round, and seeing that everything was neat and clean, he walked over to the woman and patted her on the head. "Good girl." She flinched away from his touch, and he at once twisted his fingers into her hair tugging on it hard, and making her give a sharp cry of pain. His other hand at once went to his pants, and he dragged her from the seat. "On your knees." He almost snarled at her. "Get that mouth open." She did as he told her, and just wished for it to be over.
Roman had gone to check on the goats, and Seth went to collect the eggs from the hen house. Leaving Dean to go in alone to the house, they both knew what he would probably do as soon as he got inside. Inside the hen house, with the smell of chickens in his nose, Seth thought again, about what he was going to do with the woman that night. Roman had been reticent to talk about what he had done with her, but he got the feeling that it had been, both more and less, than the big dog had hoped for. The more Seth thought about it, the more a walk seemed a nice idea, maybe a picnic in the wilderness, and then he could take her on the blanket after they ate. Then take her back to the house and his room, and they could enjoy each other. He pulled himself up short, realising that there was probably nothing about what was happening to her, that she was enjoying. Collecting up the eggs, he headed back to the house, and walked into the kitchen.
He could hear her choking from out in the hallway, and knew Dean was probably fucking her mouth again. Dean he knew, enjoyed sex and plenty of it, the women before her, had been less docile than she was, and had fought them so even though it meant a lack of sex, they had always ended up trading them. Seth couldn't see the three of them getting rid of this one, not unless they were in a really bad place, and right now they were set up really well. Going into the kitchen, his eyes drifted to what Dean was doing, and he felt himself getting hard. Putting the eggs away, he opened his pants, and began to stroke himself, waiting for his brother to finish with her, so he could have his turn.
With a grunt Dean was done, he watched her choking on his come, as she struggled to swallow it, he liked this part, knowing she would not dare to try and spit it out, she was breathing through her nose, as he pushed in one more time, so her nose was pressed up against his stomach, his hands holding her head firmly in place. All too soon though, he started to shrink now he was done, and pulled out, pushing her down onto the floor. He had heard one of his brothers come in, so Dean was not surprised to see Seth come over, and push her right onto her back, his body covering hers, before Dean had even gotten his pants done up again. He liked that Seth had told her to keep her eyes on them, he liked seeing her looking up at him, when she was on her knees or he was inside her, like Seth was now.
All Seth could think about, was how horney he was right now, and how much he needed to fuck her. He knew some of the guys out there, fucked each other rather than go without; thankfully his brothers had never suggested anything like that. Though he had heard of one or two lose alliances, who would kill any woman they came across, claiming that they were the reason, that the Hell virus spread so far, and so fast, and humanity would only be reborn whole and new, when every last woman was killed. She was looking at him, and the fact that she had Dean's come on her mouth, was a strange turn on, as he fucked her there on the kitchen floor. Right now, any thoughts he had about her, or feelings she invoked were unimportant, all she was to him right now, was a warm hole to slake his lust in.
When Seth was done, Roman moved in to take his place. Dean had grabbed some drinks from the fridge and offered him one. Life for the three of them was pretty good right now, he decided, as he began to see what he could find for that picnic later on, for his date with her, even while his brother was fucking her up against the kitchen counter.
Well I hope you liked that one Roman is struggling with his feelings and emotions and maybe regaining a bit of his lost humanity or maybe not what do you think. Reviews are welcomed and appreciated.
