This War of Mine: Apocalypse:

Season 3

Next chapter of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Episode 6 Part 3

Tension continued to mount for the group as they struggled to survive and keep a low profile within the compound. There was no mistaking what was happening to Zlata and Emilia and it put them all on edge, the attack on Sergei too made things worse for them. As the kids worked in their part of the warehouse, the women working on the ammunition, the men were forced to work on many heavy lifting jobs.

'All of us...this is a recipe for disaster.' Niko thought worriedly. 'I mean, seriously, they're probably doing it on purpose, I mean, they're even-'

Sure enough his worst fears were realized when there was a loud clatter and then their overseer yelled.

"You clumsy fools!"

Turning it was clear exactly what was happening. Anton and Henrik, due to their age, had grown tired and fumbled but the overseer clearly didn't care. Before any of them could intervene and, irrespective of their age, Anton and Henrik were beaten on the overseers orders for not working hard enough. Hearing the noise the others looked up, eyes going wide at the sight, Mara especially was horrified.

'No, Anton, Henrik, how could they, they're just-' She thought in dismay.

Ivano nearly broke from his work, trying to run to his grandfather but Iskra restrained him.

"Grandpa-" He choked out.

Iskra shook her head. "Shhh, don't...they'll just beat you up too, see, it's, it's done."

Sure enough, at that moment, the beatings ceased and they were ordered back to work. It was clear now, no matter what they did, they'd be faced with such harsh treatment, having to work under a threat of being attacked. They were forced to continue their work, despite all the horrors they were enduring.

Meanwhile, Pytor was holding a meeting with his men, for Katia, this meant even more humiliation as she was forced to stand by his chair, as his trophy. Naked, hands tied behind her back, tightly gagged, she trembled. She still ached between her legs where he had forced himself upon her, her skin crawled where his hand glided over her exposed flesh, in front of the other men who sat around, leering at her, ready for the meeting, while enjoying the sight of their boss nude trophy wife in front of them all.

"So, what's the news regarding the herd outside?" Pytor asked.

One of the men spoke up. "They moved a little closer to our compound but not consciously, it was as if they just drifted towards us as their numbers grew."

Another then added. "This is the biggest herd we've ever seen boss, they're still passing us and there's still more to come."

"How long until they're past us?" Pytor asked, moving his hand to grope Katia's ass, making her squirm.

"Given the size of the herd, it won't be until dawn tomorrow." A third man added. "Then there's still the stragglers, so it won't be until noon tomorrow before it's all clear."

Pytor nodded. "Alright, understood. Well, that settles it. Get back to work boys, as much as it's fun showing off my wife, I'd like some alone time with her."

Katia whimpered into her gag, the men however just laughed at that and began to leave. Meanwhile Pytor began forcing Katia back to the bedroom, ready for some more fun. Unbeknownst to any of them, Britta began to sneak away from the door of the room, having overheard it all. She needed a few more clues and once she had enough, she'd be able to help the others and hopefully put an end to this nightmare once and for all.

At the same time as this was happening, poor Grozdan was facing his own torment. He was still trapped in that bedroom, still nude and currently handcuffed to the bed. With only a stump for a left hand, he had no chance of trying to pull his other hand free or tamper with the cuffs. He could only look around the dimly lit room, which was empty apart from the bed, and see his situation was hopeless.

"How's my sexy boy?" Bozena suddenly remarked.

He started, he hadn't even seen or heard her come in. She was eyeing him with a predatory gleam in her eyes again. But he couldn't answer her even if he wanted too, not with the gag that cut off his speech, leaving him only able to give a muffled moan as she drew nearer, disrobing as she went.

"Now, let's have a little more fun, hmmm?" She teased.

Grozdan could only moan again, jolting as Bozena's rough hand closed around his member, stroking him and getting him hard in no time.

She laughed. "So responsive, you really enjoy this huh?"

Grozdan shook his head, protesting through his gag; he didn't actually enjoy this. His body was just reacting like a typical teenager. He actually wasn't aroused, he couldn't get aroused and not just because Bozena was unpleasant, rather it had more to do with his secret, a personal secret that he was too scared to admit.

"Let's get started sexy boy." Bozena suddenly said.

Grozdan yelped into his gag as Bozena suddenly straddled him, ready to have her way with him again.

She then revealed. "We're gonna have some more fun, then we'll get you and the boss' wife set up in the office tonight, all tied up and looking pretty, we're gonna have an important meeting together tomorrow after all."

Grozdan could only wonder in terror at what she meant while Britta left, having overheard things yet again and was sure she now knew enough to help the others after all.

End of chapter, things are still deteriorating sadly, but a sliver of hope remains, read and review please.