Madeline leads a Patrol

"So," Madeline said enthusiastically "can I lead a patrol yet?" Madeline and her group hadn't been back at the Powder Ganger's base long before she hassled Eddie.

"I think you might actually know what you are doing out there." Eddie said with a sigh of giving up to her pestering.

"You know I can." Madeline nodded.

"I just can't let you get killed. You are too valuable." He said, crossing his arms.

"But you sai--"

Eddie cut her off.

"I'm not saying you can't go out. I am just saying I am going to send Tack with you."

"Tack? He is going to be my babysitter isn't he." Madeline said with a tone of disgust.

Or perhaps Eddie was sending Tack along to make sure Madeline didn't escape. Madeline knew that she was valuable to the Powder Gangers. Not just to pleasing Eddie regularly. Her feminine qualities could easily be replaced. Indeed--Eddie slept with many of the captives they took. But none held near as much sway as Madeline's position as a sort of head concubine.

Her doctoring skills were useful, indeed--vital. Yet her practical knowledge of Vault technology as well as her general education and intelligence had also been a reason to let her go on patrol. She could identify various bits a technology on raids that might have been missed or overlooked by the normal brutes in the Powder Ganger patrols.

"He is one of my best." Eddie added firmly "Its not something you can say no to." Eddie's word was final. You didn't get far questioning the head of the murderous band of raiders terrorizing part of the Mojave.

"Fine." Maddie said resignedly, "But he better not get in my way."

"Just be sure to keep your ass down." He slapped her ass firmly to add emphasis and laughed before walking off.

Madeline was in charge of a patrol and so she took to organizing and planning. She had to flirt and threaten various Powder Gangers to take part. Of course she could only flirt so much. She couldn't get away with fucking someone else in the base. If Eddie caught wind of it...well Madeline didn't want to find out.

Eddie let her do everything on her own. If she wanted leadership of some kind--she would have to earn it. After a day or so she was able to get all the supplies and volunteers to go out on a patrol. Some of the more gruff types didn't want to follow a woman, but some were equal opportunity killers. A few reasoned that it would be best to go out with Madeline because of her prowess with medicine. At least if they got injured, they would have a better chance of surviving. And some probably just wanted to watch from behind her as her ass moved sensually on patrol.

Madeline looked at Tack in near visible disgust. Madeline knew why Tack was there--to make sure Madeline didn't run away or die. The short and swarthy man of about mid 30 something years had small mischievous eyes. He was also well built. What he lacked in height he made up for in muscle.

"Is everything ready?" Tack asked Madeline disapprovingly.