If you love them, let them go

"I understand," you assure them both, hugging both women tightly against your body. "It's okay."

"Really?" Kylie says in disbelief.

"The world's gone crazy and I know you're both unhappy and scared," you say.

Felicity smiles through her tears, "Thank you, Master."

The two slaves both leave to go with the main group, leaving you alone.

Captain Pacco approaches. "Good job saving the police station. What's wrong?" he says to you.

"What do you mean?" you reply.

"I can tell something's wrong. Spill it," he says.

You sigh.

"My slaves left me," you say.

"What?!?" he says in shock.

"They both left to go with the other civilians. They're afraid and want to be free," you say.

"Tough break, Drako," he says, his eyes darkening.

Captain Pacco puts a hand on your shoulder.

"Will you be okay?" he asks.

You fake a smile, "I'll live."

Captain Pacco nods, "Alright then, keep your chin up. We need you."

You nod, and Captain Pacco leaves to give you some space.

Betty comes running up and heavy-handedly throws an arm around your shoulders. Thankfully, she's taken off her bloodied army coat.

"Hey, at least you still got me to kick you around," she jokes.

"Gee, thanks," you reply wryly.

Betty turns serious, "I'm really sorry about what happened. I truly am."

"I know...," you say.

"You know, they were your slaves. You didn't have to set them free," she says.

"Yes I did," you say.

"Oh? And why's that?" she asks.

"It's the right thing to do," you reply.

"Yeah, I guess so," Betty admits.

You sigh, and begin to head back to your Humvee. You hear Betty follow behind you.

"Get in there," she says, pushing you into the back seat. "You saved my life, remember?"

Betty climbs in after you and yanks the door shut. You lay back against the opposite door and she roughly yanks your pants down. Despite your depressed mood, your cock stiffens quickly in her hands.

"Oh yeah...," she says, grinning as she strokes it.

"Betty...," you moan.

Betty unbuckles her belt and slips her trousers and underwear down to her ankles. You slide down across the seats and she mounts your cock. You grab her hips and thrust up into her.

"Oh yeah...that's it," she says.

She leans forward, placing her hands to either side of you. You slip your hands up under her shirt and grope her enormous breasts as she bounces up and down on your thick, throbbing member.

"Mmmm yeah... this what you need?" she moans.

"Oh God...yeah," you grunt.

You push up her shirt and bra, exposing her bouncing tits as she grinds on you. You grab her hips again and thrust up, she lets out a yelp as your manhood hits the deepest spot within her.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" she groans.

Your thrusts become faster and more forceful as you both enjoy the other's body. Suddenly, you come into her warm, wet hole.

"Aaaaaaa!" she cries, climaxing in tandem with you as you spurt your load inside her.

You groan and slowly begin to come down from your high.

"Yeah...that's what I'm talking about," she says, collapsing on top of you.

You're just beginning to open your eyes when the door nearest your head jerks open. You look up.

"Oh, Master- I mean, Drako..." Felicity stutters, embarrassed.

"We were... just getting our stuff. But we'll come back later," Kylie sats, backing away.

Betty lays her head back on your chest, laughing as the to girls scurry off. You can't help but laugh with her.

"Oh man! Can you believe that?" she says.

"Indeed," you agree.

"Come on, let's get something to eat," she says, getting up.

You quickly dress and follow her.

"Now that you don't have any slaves to worry about, you can come eat with the soldiers. You might as well be one," Betty says.

You nod, following her to a nearby house where several soldiers have gathered to eat in the dimly lit livingroom.

"Ma'am," one of them says and passes her and you each a food packet.

"Here you go," he says.

"Thank you," you say and open yours.

You sit amongst the soldiers, chatting and laughing with them. You don't feel out of place at all. It's like you've been here all along.

The food isn't great but it is filling. There is meat, vegetable and rice mixture inside. But what gets you is how easy it is to make friends with these guys. You feel at home amongst them.

"Hey Drako, I bet you've fucked the Lieutenant! Is she any good?" one of the soldiers asks, laughing.

"Hey, get it straight! I fucked him, and I was fucking fantastic!" Betty says, taking a swig from a liquer bottle.

Everyone laughs.

Nevertheless, sleeping alone that night is a tough pill to swallow. The next morning, there is no pretty redhead next to you. No blond beauty offers you coffee. Instead, it's still dark and a sergeant is screaming at everyone to get up and get moving. You roll out the back of your Humvee, stifling your groan as you **** yourself to stand.

"Any news?" you ask Captain Pacco.

"No, we got no intel on the position of the horde. No intel on the rest of the military. And no clear destination, either," Captain Pacco says, frustrated.

You sigh, and begin the task of packing up the Humvee. It takes about ten minutes for the others to get ready, before the convoy is on its way again.