Taming the Wasteland
A Fallout 4 Spanking Adventure
Book 2 in the Companion Series.
Synopsis
Boston 2287. Two hundred years after a nuclear war destroyed mainland USA, and the civilisation that had emerged from the rubble was anything but civilised. The Commonwealth, post nuclear apocalypse, was a wild and unruly place to live. Many armed and dangerous bands operated with almost complete impunity within the state of Massachusetts. Law and order was non-existent. Some claimed a higher cause, others were in it just for the gain, but the one thing all these roaming groups had in common was that they were unhinged, ruthless and fanatical. In order for most normal folk to survive, people had to take up arms of one sort or another and death was a regular and everyday threat for most inhabitants of Boston and the outlying areas.
For Nate, Curie, Cait and Piper, the answer to this everyday threat was to form into a tight knit, well trained military unit. Helping out wherever they could, they soon gained a reputation as a team able to get jobs done. What began as a few errands to earn desperately needed currency in order to survive in this chaotic wasteland, soon became broader quests for the greater good.
Chapter 1 – Deployment
Boston, August 2075
"He's gonna whoop your ass," Vanessa laughed as she looked up from her console.
'She has no idea,' Valkyrie thought to herself as she stood and smiled at her friend.
"He won't know, and I'll only be gone for a couple of hours," the blond army corporal assured her friend.
"In case it had slipped your notice, the place is on a complete lockdown, and we have orders to stay put." Vanessa raised her eyebrows at Valkyrie who was stuffing a few items into her small army issue backpack.
Since war had been officially declared by the invasion of Chinese forces into US held Alaska in 2066, the whole of the US had been on a war footing for the previous nine years. More and more US military units were being mobilised and sent to the front to help with the war effort. C Company of the 112th Signal Battalion were the next in line and deployment was only days away. Prior to being shipped out to Alaska the regiment was being housed in the John J. McGlynn Elementary School in Medford, on the outskirts of Boston.
"This is the third security scare in as many days, its just the top brass getting nervous before deployment. The flat isn't that far away, and I'll be back in no time." Valkyrie assured her concerned friend. 'Vanessa was always the goodie two shoes,' she thought to herself as she zipped up her bag and threw it onto her shoulder. "They are gonna have to let me out tomorrow anyway as I have my medical at the hospital, so no harm no foul." Valkyrie shrugged on her bag.
"It's your hide, honey." Vanessa exhaled as she turned back to her work.
Valkyrie made her way to the parking lot of the school and to her boyfriend's truck.
"Going somewhere, baby girl?" came a gruff voice from behind her that made Valkyrie jump.
"Oh hey, I was just …" Valkyrie stammered.
"You were just skipping class, little lady and when you have been told to sit tight." Came the response from the tall, broad shouldered staff sergeant who was stood looking down at her. Valkyrie sheepishly dropped her eyes, "Well?" Dean continued, "where were you heading that was so important that you needed to disobey your commanding officer's orders?" The sergeant asked smiling at her.
Valkyrie placed a hand on the chest of her boyfriend and gave him the most coquettish look she could muster. "I was just heading back to the flat for a few things I had forgotten, and I was going to be back before anyone noticed."
Staff Sergeant Dean Winters looked at his beautiful girlfriend and smiled a particular smile he only ever had for her. "Well in that case, let me drive you baby girl so I can be sure you get back here safe and sound. We are on a security alert at the moment." He gave his girlfriend a disapproving look. Valkyrie chose to stow her usual sarcastic quip and instead beamed a 'butter wouldn't melt' smile back at him. "It also means we can have a little discussion about you skipping out against orders when we get to the flat, hmm?" His look becoming lascivious. Valkyrie's stomach did a flip as she knew exactly what that discussion entailed. As her boyfriend opened the passenger car door for her, she slowly and somewhat reluctantly climbed in.
The drive over the river was in silence as Valkyrie cursed her foolishness at trying to head out from the units' base whilst it was under a security curfew. She should have listened to her friend; little did Vanessa know just how accurate her warning had been. Valkyrie looked over to her boyfriend Dean who was whistling a nondescript tune to himself as he drove. At over six foot three, Dean was an imposing figure with a rugged outdoor look about him. He had a handsome chiselled face with his black hair contrasting against his pale green eyes. They had met the previous year and had become quite a serious item over the last twelve months. Nervous about the impending deployment to Anchorage, she was comforted by the fact that Dean was deploying with her. She enjoyed his protective streak and had been attracted to his dominant paternal nature from the first time they had met.
Snapped from her reverie as the car pulled up outside their apartment block, Dean was soon out and coming round to her side, opening the car door for her.
"Right little lady, I want you up and into our bedroom on the double, you know what's coming, so best not keep me waiting," and with that he landed a firm swat to Valkyrie's backside. She squealed in protest but moved quickly to open the front door of their apartment block. Valkyrie then ran up the stairs to their first-floor condo and letting herself in headed straight for their bedroom. Stripping off she was careful to fold each item of clothing and place them on the sideboard as she knew she would get more if her clothes were spilled all over the floor. When she was completely naked, she went to their large double bed and slightly straddling one of the bottom corners laid her body flat across the bed. As she lay there, her legs slightly apart, the corner of the bed ensuring her bottom was at just the right angle for her boyfriend's attentions, she heard him enter the room.
"Hmm," Dean hummed appreciatively, "Good girl, all ready and eager for a bit of daddy's discipline," and with that he went to the closet and took out a thick black leather belt. In a well practiced manner, Dean took the supple leather and bent the belt in half as he moved to stand beside Valkyrie's now prone body. "Now, you be a good baby girl and you take daddy's licks, you hear?" he commanded.
"Yes Daddy," Valkyrie answered in a quiet voice as she turned her head to look at him. Her eyes matching the hunger in his.
Dean took a step back and in one fluid motion brought the leather belt whipping down across the alabaster orbs of Valkyrie's exposed bottom.
THWACK!
"Agh!" Valkyrie cried as a red stripe of burning fire ignited across the roundest part of her well presented bare bottom. She kicked a leg up in reaction to the stroke but put it back down just in time to receive the second punishing lick.
CRACK!
"FUCK!" Valkyrie squealed as a second fiery red stripe flashed up across her quivering bottom. Her hands shooting out in front of her to grab at the material of the bed.
"No cussing baby girl, you know daddy doesn't like that. You don't want me to put soap in that beautiful mouth of yours after your whooping, do you?" Dean lined up the third stroke.
"No Daddy," was all Valkyrie had time to say as the belt once more bit into the soft flesh of her unprotected rear end.
CRACK!
"Ahh! HA!" Valkyrie cried as she bit down on the bedding below her, screwing her eyes shut against the burning fire.
The third stroke had seared a red line across the tops of the back of her legs, matching in intensity with the two previous strokes. Dean then increased the pace of his delivery.
THWACK! CRACK! CRACK! THWACK!
Valkyrie writhed and bucked under the onslaught, rocking her hips from side to side in reaction to each stroke, as if she could move her burning bottom away from the flurry of smacks.
CRACK! THWACK! THWACK! CRACK!
The punishment continued with Valkyrie trying hard to keep her position as she clawed at the bedding and screamed into the ruffled sheets screwed up into her fingers.
"Agh! Agh!" Were the only muffled sounds coming from Valkyrie as she soaked up the burning strokes.
Fully in his stride now, Dean continued to leather Valkyrie's backside with the belt for another two minutes before finally bringing the thrashing to an end. Valkyrie's bottom was now a mass of burgundy strap lines, the ends of many of these lines marked with a purple tip. Dean threw the leather belt onto the bed above Valkyrie's head, she instinctively looked up to follow where it landed. Despite knowing that her spanking was over, she knew not to move from her position until she was ordered to by her boyfriend. She lay, panting with exertion, blinking the tears away from her eyes. Her backside throbbed from the whipping, and she wanted nothing more than to reach behind and rub some relief into her punished cheeks. 'Well,' she thought as she smiled to herself, 'there is one thing I want more'.
As if sensing the desire in his girlfriend, Dean unclipped his army belt and pants and let them fall to the floor. "You stick that butt out baby girl, I am not done with you yet," Dean growled hungrily as he moved up to stand behind Valkyrie and with strong arms pulled her hips towards him. Valkyrie squealed again, but this time in pure pleasure as she felt him plunge deep inside her.
"Holy Fuck!" Cait exhaled, blowing out a breath.
"Wow, that's er…" Piper looked at Valkyrie, an amazed expression on her face.
Since finding Valkyrie imprisoned in Parsons Insane Asylum, the team had headed back south to Finch's Farm to collect the Red Wave. They had asked the Finch family if they could camp the night and were now sat around the fire listening to Valkyrie and the story of the days leading up to her kidnapping at the hands of Jack Cabot. Even though Nate and the girls were keen to allow Valkyrie to join their team, they were all concerned as to how exactly they were going to explain the discipline dynamic that now formed an integral part of their group. Thankfully, and to the great relief of the team, it seemed that Valkyrie wasn't at all phased by the idea of corporal punishment being a part of their team make up. Once Nate had inadvertently let that particular cat out of the bag, when Valkyrie overheard Nate threatening Cait with 'another' spanking, it was only right that the team explain their dynamic to the newest team member. Not only was Nate as relieved as the girls were that Valkyrie didn't run away at the mention of a spanking, but he had noticed just how keen she was to be accepted into the team by sharing her own discipline relationship that she had with her boyfriend before her abduction.
"So, you liked calling him Daddy?" Curie asked, showing as much interest in the story as Piper and Cait.
"Kind of," Valkyrie shrugged, "the whole DDLG thing wasn't quite my style, but Dean liked it and it didn't bother me, as we only used it when I was getting punished."
"DDLG?" Piper asked.
"Daddy Dom Little Girl," Valkyrie responded in a matter of fact tone. "It was a subsection of the wider BDSM community." Seeing the puzzled looks she continued, "bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism".
"Community?" Curie raised her eyebrows, "so you all lived together, non?"
Valkyrie smiled at that, "No, the term was just used to describe anyone who was in to the kink, although there were clubs back in the day that people could meet at. That's where Dean and I first met."
"Ah, so not in the army then?" Nate enquired.
"God no, I would have never told anyone in my unit, imagine the complete ribbing I would have received. No, I had no idea Dean was into the same thing I was until I met him at the club, hmm," Valkyrie smiled at the recollection, "now that's a story," she chuckled lightly.
Curie lent forward to top up Nate's coffee, "Thanks, my love." Nate responded. Looking at Valkyrie he smiled, "It's not like we are going anywhere."
"Yeah, come on V, this is way too good for you not to continue," Cait added.
"I have talked almost continuously since you guys found me, shouldn't I let someone else jump in?" Valkyrie looked around at her new team members.
"No, not at all, this is what we do on the road. We chat, share stories and the like. It is a great way to pass the time and also," Piper paused, "It's nice getting to know you."
Valkyrie smiled back at Piper, blushing a little in the firelight. "Well, ok, so…" she took a sip of her own coffee, "I was a regular at the kink nights at the Club Café, which was a venue in downtown Boston. Kink nights were where the many elements of the BDSM community could meet, socialise and play. As a regular I was allowed to hang out in the Tops room. This was a play area where single subs like me could play with one of the registered tops that the club had vetted and approved. It was a great way to meet people, play with them and not have to worry about them doing anything inappropriate." Valkyrie laughed, "I know, I use that word in the context of a BDSM club but stay with me." She looked around and saw the team smiling, so continued, "I went to these evenings to impact play and nothing else, I didn't want things going inside me unless I specifically asked and so the Tops Room was the safe option."
"Impact play meaning spanking?" Cait asked.
"Yes, sort of." Valkyrie nodded, "but not just a smack to the ass, as impact play can be flogging the back, caning the feet, anything that involves you being hit with something. If you haven't tried a sensual flogging, when done properly, you are missing out." She closed her eyes in remembrance. "Sorry," Valkyrie then looked around at her team, "I had to keep sane somehow locked in that cell at Parsons," she shrugged.
"Don't keep apologising," reassured Nate. "The fact that you are not a gibbering wreck after having been subjected to that kind of treatment is a miracle in itself."
"Thanks," Valkyrie smiled.
"So," prompted Cait, obviously impatient for Valkyrie to continue the story.
"Oh yes, sorry," Valkyrie said reactively, before looking up at Nate who raised his eyebrows at her.
"Great, first day with the new team and I'm already in trouble with the boss," she laughed. "So, anyway, I head into the tops room and pick the St Andrews cross to be tied to. Sometimes, if you are feeling adventurous you can get tied to something and then wait until a top comes over to play with you, never knowing what they are going to do and not being able to see. It's pretty exciting. So, there I am trussed up facing the cross, wearing nothing but a silk corset and thin bikini panties and I feel someone behind me, running their fingers softly over my ass. I then hear a gruff voice with a very recognisable southern drawl to it, 'Let's see if we can add to those two stripes you wear so beautifully on your arm.' I was frozen in shock." Valkyrie paused.
"Ha!" Cait clapped her hands, "It was your unit staff sergeant, Dean?"
Valkyrie scrunched her eyes closed at the thought, "The single most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me in my life," she blew out a breath. "There was my unit sergeant running his fingers over my barely covered ass, whispering into my ear about giving me a spanking, as I hung helplessly to a piece of BDSM furniture." The team laughed at Valkyrie's obvious embarrassment, all of them enjoying her animated and entertaining story telling.
"And?" Cait exclaimed.
"Did he spank you?" Curie asked, wide eyed.
"Oh my god yes!" Valkyrie hummed in appreciation. "He tugged my panties up into a wedgie and striped my backside with a riding crop. I was a complete mess afterwards but totally in love," Valkyrie smiled wistfully, "I miss him sometimes you know, even after all this time."
"I know how you feel," nodded Nate.
"But we have a riding crop," Curie chimed in, smiling broadly.
Both Cait and Piper rolled their eyes, but Valkyrie laughed, "Thanks, Curie. That's good to know".
For the remainder of the evening the team expanded their story of how corporal punishment came to play a part in their team dynamic, with the girls answering many of Valkyrie's questions with real passion and enthusiasm. Nate never stopped being amazed at how positive the girls were over their new arrangement and how keen they were to keep it.
"So, now you have heard everything about us and how … "Piper paused, "…how we work, are you still interested in joining up?" She looked apprehensively at Valkyrie.
"You are the first person we have told outside of the team and…" Cait also took on a serious tone.
Valkyrie looked directly at Cait and then Piper. "You guys have nothing to worry about, that I can promise. You freed me from that place and so I owe you my life, literally." She paused, "So at the very least I can promise you that whatever you tell me will remain our secret, but I can also tell you that I have absolutely no wish to head out there, to wander around this shit hole on my own. You guys seem awesome and to really care about each other. I think I would be properly insane if I turned down your amazing and very kind offer."
"Insane, eh?" Nate chuckled, "I know somewhere we can put you in that case."
"Hey Nate!" Piper threw a twig at him.
"Too soon." Cait gave Nate an unimpressed look.
Valkyrie laughed, "It's ok, I used to get myself into sooo much trouble with my smart mouth. I kinda like that type of humour." She looked at Nate.
"But whilst we might get told off for it, Mr Bossy here gets away with murder when it comes to his mouth." Cait harrumphed in a not very convincing manner.
"So, Nate doesn't get spanked when he shoots off his smart mouth, then." Valkyrie grinned at Nate.
"No, he does not!" Spurted out Piper, sounding very aggrieved at that fact.
"Might have to change that then." Valkyrie laughed.
"Uh-uh," Nate smiled and wagged a finger at Valkyrie, "not you as well. I have a bad enough time trying to keep these three from obsessing over striping my backside. And just for the record, I have never spanked any of you for a smart mouth." Nate paused, "but I can always start."
"So, you are not a switch?" Valkyrie asked.
"A what?" Nate threw her a quizzical look.
"We are not here to put the poor girl off, Nate, leave her alone. No V, no one gets spanked for having a smart mouth." Chuckled Piper, "Although Cait's mouth got her into some trouble with a cane once, but that is another story." She grinned at Cait who stuck her tongue out at the reporter.
"Well then, what's not to like." Valkyrie grinned as she looked at her teammates. "I won't get spanked for having a smart mouth, you guys are funny and you seem to be able to look after yourselves. I think I am going to enjoy myself being in this team." She then paused and looked at Nate, a serious tone in her voice. "Naked?" she asked.
Nate returned the serious look and nodded, "Every time."
Valkyrie's stomach did a flip.