Madeline Has Enough Karma to Escape the Gangers

Eventually, after no one knows how many of her holes were filled and how much abused occurred she was left helpless on the floor.

"We can have some more fun tonight. Leave her."

"I can't fucking wait."

"I'm tuckered out."

"After all that cum on her--I think I'll pass unless you throw some water on her. Some of you will fuck anything."

"Glad I got my load in when she was fresh!"

"Eddie's fucking bitch alright."

The men laughed as they left Madeline.

As time passed she tried the knots on her hands--when had they even been put on her? She was in a fog. She writhed till her hands were covered in blood. But with just one hand free she could undo the rest. And there it was--free. Just a few more lengths of rope. She was absolutely filthy. Even as she considered the likelyhood of her escape she considered at least ending her life if she had to. Anything to avoid the clutches of the Gangers she had worked to help.

As she looked at the rags that were her clothing on the floor a giant explosion erupted the calm atmosphere of the NCR Correction Facility. The sound was devastatingly loud and she could feel the shockwave against her skin--even from a distance and inside.

The perimeter fence was blown apart and a stream of what looked like NCR troops began to flood into the compound. This was Madeline's moment. Karma was on her side.

She grabbed her tattered clothes while the guards were running around firing ineffectively at the NCR troops. She managed to slip out of one of the now unguarded gates and fled, like many others. She only knew one place close that wasn't infested with Powder Gangers...