Another Patrol With the Gangers

The patrol of Powder Gangers returned back to base with their loot and prisoners. Madeline didn't think it was a good idea to continue patrolling with the extra baggage of the recent "recruits." They deserted once, they might desert again. Back at the HQ they would be divided up to prevent any escape attempts. Madeline received praise from Eddie and he told her she could lead another patrol or two.

"Great Job doll." Eddie said "We need as many warm bodies as we can get. Does mean mouths to feed--but means more bodies to fight."

Madeline wasn't quite sure what Eddie had in mind with the Powder Gangers. Did he think they could really face off against the NCR?

"You mean to fight the NCR." Madeline said. Eddie scowled at the mention of the NCR. The reality of her statement was clear on his face.

"Yeah. Those fuckers are pretty busy right now dealing with the Legion. But if things go good for them and they can knock the Legion out--then they can focus on us."

"So we need to be as strong as possible to prevent them from overwhelming us." Madeline said.

"Exactly." Eddie said snapping his fingers "You are a smart one. Not just for a doc."

"I try." Madeline said with a wry smile.

"Glad you made it back. You were gone for quite a few days."

"Took us time to find the right target." Madeline shrugged.

"After you get cleaned up meet me in my room." Eddie said then turned to go to some other matter. This was Eddie's way of saying--"Get ready to suck my dick or let me fuck your brains out because you are still my ****."

Madeline obliged him. She might be a Powder Ganger but she was still essentially Eddie's fuck toy.

The makeshift shower the prisoners had made felt amazing. Even if what seemed like dozens of eyes stared at Madeline as she entered the shower area. Eddie was sure to put a guard on the area when Madeline--or any of *his* girls bathed. He couldn't let some rift raft damage his pleasure. Not only would that, but it would show a lack of power and control. The bath guards always smiled at that duty. They were the only ones who could maybe catch a glance at her supple body.

After her shower she headed to Eddie's Room. He showed up about a half hour later and proceeded with his regular routine of sitting back and letting Madeline suck his cock.

"Go't damn you are fucking good at that. Mhmmmmmmmmmmm." he said as she inhaled him. He had been on patrol himself for a few days and while he did at least clean up it took no time at all for him to explode in Madeline's mouth.

"AGHughgh." he panted as Madeline pulled off his cock "That was quick. Ha ha. Been a while."

Madeline wiped her chin with the back of her hand. There was nothing there this time but it was a habit.

"I want to go on another patrol tomorrow." Madeline said as Eddie was enjoying the after sensations of the pleasure he had just received.

"Yeah, yeah." He said lazily "That's fine babe. Hopefully you get lucky again."

Eddie was too tired for a second round. Raiding in the desert could take it out of you. Madeline was thankful.

The next day Madeline went around collecting volunteers and getting the supplies she needed. Just before she set off without Tack in tow a gruff voice called her attention.

"Think you could leave without me?" Tack said, a small pack slung over his shoulder. "You know what Eddie said."

"I thought that was just for the one patrol?" Madeline said, a note of frustration in her voice.

"No no no." Tack shook his head "Not until he says otherwise."

"Fine." Madeline said and without a word led the patrol out the gates of the prison.

The first few days of patrolling had little luck. A quick trip back to the Prison meant they were able to stock back up on supplies. Eddie was out on a patrol of his own and Madeline was thankful to not have to please him. Madeline formed the group again and they headed off, Tack still her shadow as tentative babysitter and spy.

The party of Powder Gangers were lucky this time, their first day out they found a small group of prospectors. Small enough that they were able to jump them easily. One man went for a gun and was cut down but three others remained. An very old man and a young woman.

She was maybe out of her teens, possibly still in the latter ones. Her dirty blonde hair was literally dirty too from long travel on the road. She was skinny, a common trait in the waste where hunger was a daily occurrence and not an oddity. Despite her thin frame and disheveled appearance she was still a young woman in the wastes, now at the mercy of a band of brigands.

"Maybe we should have some fun with her before we take her back." One Powder Ganger said as he fondled her breasts. She began to cry. The old man protested. Someone clubbed him hard and he cried out no more.

"It has been a while since the boys had some fun." Tack said.

"Yeah!" A few agreed.

"Fucking hell I got blue balls for days." Another concurred.

The woman stood there a half a dozen Powder Gangers groping her and taunting her. The other half of Powder Gangers stood back and laughed.

"What do you say Madeline?" Tack asked "Can the boys have some fun?"

Madeline knew exactly what kind of fun they would have. Each one would have their way with her until they were spent from exhaustion or she was dead.