This War of Mine: Apocalypse:

Season 3

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Episode 5 Part 2

There was an air of dread over the ladies as they were forced towards the office of the man in charge of the Compound, they have seen the others forced away, as well as almost all the kids, Katia was especially worried about Grozdan, now in the clutches of the right hand woman of the man they were being taken too. She shuddered remember how coldly Bozena had ordered them to be taken to Pytor, as well as finding the look in her eyes when she looked at the teenage boy worrying. Katia then found herself being taken, along with Arica, Mara, Zlata.

"What do you think they want with us?" Mara whispered anxiously.

Arica grit her teeth. "I think it's pretty damn obvious, we're fucking cattle to them."

Mara shuddered. Though she was scared for herself, she was more scared for Misha who was wrenched away from her and taken away.

"This isn't right, they can't..." Zlata protested

But a soldier cut her off. "Shut the fuck up, bitches, no talking unless spoken too, understand."

They all glared but kept walking. Finally they entered the office and spotted another woman inside, much to their shock, she was like them, standing, hands bound behind her back, before the desk where the leader of the Compound was seated.

The woman was rather professional looking and fair skinned, of above medium height with long messy brown hair and brown eyes behind a pair of glasses, she also had a slender build and looked to be around thirty-five. She was wearing black pants; a white blouse; a grey jacket and black boots. The man seated on the other side of the desk had to be Pytor, the leader of this group. He was around forty, tall with long, dark brown greying hair, brown eyes and fair skin, a strong build and dressed in what appeared to be a military uniform, but sanitised, bearing no insignias, medals or any distinguishing marks. Upon seeing the new arrivals he smirked darkly.

"Well, looks like you have company, Emilia." He drawled. "Now we can start properly."

The woman, Emilia, looked over at them, eyes wide and frantic, seeing this Mara looked to her fellow captives, nervous.

Zlata was the first to dare speak up. "What is this-"

She was cut off by a rifle butt being struck in her back.

"Behave now." Pytor remarked calmly. "Lime them up boys, time to begin."

As the men closed in Mara whispered to the others. "Whatever happens, we have to stick together, we have to protect each other."
They nodded but they all felt that it wouldn't be that simple, especially when they were lined up before Pytor's desk, spaced out so there was a series of wide gaps between them.

Once they were lined up, Pytor stepped out from behind his desk. He then began to walk along the line, moving around behind them and continuing to observe them, this time from behind.

He spoke as he did so. "I suppose you're curious, well, I'll explain. See, a man has needs, especially when he's in a high-pressure situation like me. I've got to keep all this running smoothly, so naturally that doesn't leave me much personal time. So I find myself in need of a proper companion to help with my...personal side. Now that very efficient woman I have working for me, she won't do...I just can't satisfy her particular cravings, being too old."

Katia, who was standing next to Mara, flinched at that, knowing he was talking about the woman who took Grozdan. Practically confirming her fears that the woman was a sexual predator with a taste for teenage boys. Seeing her reaction Mara did her best to send her friend a comforting look.

Oblivious, Pytor continued. "So, I'm here to see what is available...in terms of the new batch of women brought in...if I find one to my liking well, I finally have myself the wife I always wanted...the rest will make for fine playmates for the boys as they work. You've already met Britta, so you know how that works, she wasn't good enough so she works for me, not like she has anywhere else to go, the boys certainly love her."

"You're disgusting." Mara burst out.

Pytor stopped his pacing and turned to face her, now standing directly in front of her.

He raised an eyebrow and the men tensed, one ready to hit Mara. It looked like she had just made a dangerous mistake. But then Pytor smirked.

"And what is your name my pretty?" He asked her, eyeing her up and down in a way that frighteningly reminded Mara of Eli.

She swallowed and tried to remain brave, despite the tremors of terror that flickered across her face.

"Mara."

"You are quite a beautiful woman, Mara." Pytor remarked, reaching out, touching her face. "Pretty face, not a bad body, good potential..."

Mara flinched and tried, unsuccessfully to pull away, but only for a moment, as she was reminded of Eli. But she had braved him, she could brave this pig of a man too, she recovered and stayed still, avoiding his eyes. Pytor just smirked and continued to walk down the line again, examining them all in the same way, first Katia, then Zlata, then Arica. Something which sickened Mara especially, knowing Arica was only sixteen, yet based on the crude comments Pytor made as he examined their appearance and bodies, even when he moved on to finally examine Emilia, she was the most well-endowed in regards to her breasts, which just made Arica blush.

Mara grimaced at his comments. 'Get it over with you pig.'

But she soon wished she hadn't thought that.

For after a brief pause, Pytor smirked and then spoke up.

"Well, I can safely say I've made up my mind." He announced. "Welcome to your new life, as my bride, Katia."

With that he smacked her on the ass, ushering her forwards, towards another door.

He looked over his shoulder at his men. "Take the rest and put them to work with the others, they go in the pen tonight. Oh and if you boys want to have fun at any time, just pick on and go play with her."

The others all reacted at once, all trying to struggle, to get away, but it was no use. As Katia was dragged one way, the rest of them the other, Mara called out.

"Stay strong Katia, we'll get out of this-!"

She was cut off by a soldier shoving her. "Shut up and move whore!"

Mara was forced out of the office, much to her dismay.

All she could think was. 'Poor Katia...we'll get you out, don't worry...I just hope Misha is okay...'

The short yelp made her grimace as she saw Arica already getting unwanted attention as a soldier groped her large breasts.

"Fuck, the boss wasn't kidding." He laughed. "These things are fucking huge."

The others laughed too, it was clear that nowhere would be safe for them in this horrible place.

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