New acquaintances. New test.

So, you are now at the mercy of this gang of scavengers.

You are now **** to do what they tell you...

Even if it is - cocksucking...

"Damn... Every step I take hurts my ass! When will it go away?!" - you think, sobbing slightly.

A cursory inspection easily allows you to understand that after days of walking through the wastelands, your clothes have become dirty and worn out.

There are holes in the fabric of your clothes...

Especially unpleasant is the hole in the back of your pants (in the area of ​​your ass).

Probably, at the moment when you met your new "friends" - these rough scavengers began to fuck your body so vigorously that they tore your clothes a little...

You hear mocking laughter.

Ren and Dale do not miss the opportunity to react, seeing how you carefully feel your body and touch your buttocks.

"Oh yeah... You're not only a good cock sucker like a slutty whore... You have another asset - a tight anal hole... Hee... Hee..." - Dale looks at you with a grin.

You feel ashamed...

After all, this scavenger really has some grounds for such comments: it was his cock that was the first to visit the depths of your anus. You could say that his long cock deprived you of your anal virginity...

"Fuck... I think I'm going to cry now..." - tears slowly appear in your eyes due to the realization of the injustice of what happened and the disastrous situation of your current situation.

"Maybe the boss will decide to use this whiner differently? What if this weakling can't do what a member of our gang should do? What do you think, Dale?" - the slightly cold voice of Ren sounds phlegmatic.

"I don't know... Anything is possible... We need to take this weakling to the boss... The boss ordered us to look for people to replenish - so this weakling has a chance." - Dale says thoughtfully, scratching the stubble on his chin.

Then they both come closer to you, holding their hands on their weapons.

Each of them has knives. Dale has two pistols on his belt (one pistol is the one that these scavengers took from you). Ren is holding an old and slightly rusty looking small shotgun.

"Now you will follow us... You have already shown that you can be a good toy. Don't you dare do stupid things!" - Ren says threateningly, pointing the barrel of the shotgun in your direction.

"If you are not stupid, you will obey our boss. In the future, you have a chance to become a full-fledged member of our gang. But for now... For now, you are a toy... A toy with two warm and tight holes that perfectly service dicks! Ha! Ha!" - Dale is clearly having fun watching you.

You are **** to follow these two kidnappers at gunpoint.

They robbed you, taking all your things (except clothes).

But they did not kill you.

For now.

You are walking along the dirty streets of this small "town".

There are few guards on the walls - you managed to notice this when you entered this settlement.

The walls are actually made of garbage, rusty fragments of ancient mechanisms and large pieces of rock.

One of the walls is closely adjacent to a high rock.

Your gaze allows you to see that the eastern part of this settlement is adjacent to hilly and mountainous terrain.

In the distance, closer to the horizon, you can see the tops of the mountains and wooded area at the foot of these mountains.

There are few people on the streets of the settlement.

It is now evening - most of the local inhabitants are probably in their houses now. Although the word "home" would be rather an unfounded compliment for these dirty huts made from various debris, stones and remains of ruins.

Among the passers-by, you notice women hurrying somewhere, dressed in rags.

A couple of sullen men who cast an indifferent fleeting glance in your direction.

Several children are noisily screaming and running after each other, playing some game, until an angry shout is heard from the nearest hut.

Your "escorts" lead you to the center of the settlement.

"By the way, did I forget to ask what your name is? I was too distracted by fucking your "hospitable" anal hole ... Ha! Ha!" - Dale still has not abandoned his cheerful mood.

"Jerome..." - you timidly say, trying to sob quietly and steadfastly endure the pain in your gaping anus. Soon you and your “friends” approach a large two-story building that seems to have “merged” with a large rock.

The big rock are surrounded by large wooden outbuildings.

The building has balconies on the second floor.

And another thing: a large wooden sign above the central entrance, on which is written in something black (probably fuel oil) "Saloon "Little-Rock"".

"What is the name of this town?" you ask quietly.

Ren grumbles sullenly: "Same as the saloon. This settlement is called Little-Rock. The settlement arose not so long ago - within a decade. Saloon "Little-Rock" was here much earlier. And the saloon gave the settlement a "name"... Enough questions - move forward, toy!"

The three of you go inside the saloon.

There are quite a lot of people inside.

The noise of many voices...

Laughter and foul language...

Someone is sitting at wooden tables and playing cards.

Most of the visitors are eating and drinking.

A strong and persistent smell of ****...

Behind the bar you see a stocky elderly man, dressed in a black leather jacket with small metal accessories.

Wrinkled face with a beard and moustache.

Slightly hooked nose.

Long graying hair.

Intent gaze of black eyes.

On the skin of this man's face there are scars, traces of burns, some elements of tattoos...

For some reason you feel that this man exudes determination and the habit of commanding...

He makes one gesture with his hand and three muscular men dressed in dirty and torn T-shirts and jeans move away from the far wall in your direction.

On the belts of each of them you see weapons: revolvers in holsters, small but frighteningly sharp axes...

"Your boss is in the room on the second floor... We will show you. Mister Kshano has already given the order…” - the rough voices of these determined guys seem to say “if you do anything wrong, we will happily beat you up…”

You feel how Ren and Dale are starting to get a little nervous…

You, together with the increased “escort”, leave the common room, where the visitors continue their noisy drunken fun.

A long corridor.

A creaky wooden staircase.

Another corridor…

There are many rooms here…

Finally, you, Ren and Dale enter the right room.

Three armed guards remain behind the door.

Inside the room, you see a large table, a single bed, a couple of wardrobes and chairs.

Two people are sitting at the table.

And they are playing some kind of card game.

In addition to the cards on the table, there are a couple of bottles that are not full at all…

The smell of ****…

You look closely…

One of the “players” is a tall, bearded man in a wide-brimmed hat.

The second "player" gives you a feeling of fear...

It's a woman...

A woman whose face looks like a vile nightmare.

Rotting skin with disgusting ulcers...

No nose...

In many places you can just see the bone...

This woman looks like a living corpse...

You start to puke...

Ren and Dale hold you by the shoulders.

"Fuck...Weakling, have you never seen ghouls?" - the voice of Ren is dismissive of your suffering.

Indeed, you have never seen such disgusting creatures in your bunker.

Ghouls...

You should remember this word and its essence...

The woman adjusts her worn-out hat and looks at you with disdain, continuing to play cards with the man.

"And you think that this worthless fool will be useful to replenish the gang? Are you kidding me, Nicholas?"

"What if this guy will still be useful to us? First as a toy... And then - other options are possible... We've had heavy losses lately, Charlotte... We need to adapt to the situation..."

The three of you come closer to the table.

But these two continue to play cards, ignoring you.

"The Highwaymans went further south and, according to rumors, plundered some ancient ruins... The Scalpcutters in the southwest are acting strangely... It seems like they are gathering forces for something important... And we... What can we boast about? The last two attacks on caravans were unsuccessful for us... And after that - what happened? I sent you along with Dunik to scout out the situation in the ancient ruins and find ways to penetrate the underground levels... There was probably a lot of valuable junk there... But you both disappointed me..." - the voice of the man in the wide-brimmed hat is calm and even somewhat melodic.

"Fuck! It's not my fault! That stinking bastard Dunik ran away, scared of mutants! And that shit-eating coward stole the map! He betrayed our gang! I had **** but to return without completing the task! " - the female ghoul begins to get noticeably nervous.

"Interesting... You and Dunik... My old partners... The partners with whom I created this gang..." - something in that cold-blooded voice makes you feel fear.

"Royal flush!" - the man throws the cards on the table.

The female ghoul bends over the cards for a moment.

A sudden loud sound resounds deafeningly in the space of the room.

You see how with a lightning-fast movement of his hand the man in the wide-brimmed hat takes out a large revolver and shoots the female ghoul, using the table as cover.

She falls to the floor and screams hysterically.

Her hands try to grab a pair of automatic pistols that are in holsters on her belt.

More shots.

The palms of the female ghoul are damaged by bullets.

Pieces of her fingers fly in different directions.

"I also have secret informants in Babili territory. You thought that I could be easily deceived. Sell a valuable thing secretly and get all the money yourself. Not only Dunik betrayed our gang. You did the same, Charlotte ..."

In response, screams of hellish pain and a stream of dirty curses are heard.

"Calm her down, guys ..." - Nicholas orders.

Ren and Dale begin to kick Charlotte.

A minute later, the female ghoul is in such a state that she can barely move her limbs.

But she is still alive.

"And here is a reason to test a newbie! What is the name of this guy?" - Nicholas with a cynical smile asks Dale about you.

"Jerome... That's his name, boss. We caught this weakling leaving a bunker..." - Dale answers.

The boss takes out a large and sharp machete from behind his head.

The gleam of steel makes you tremble...

The blade is getting closer to you...

"Take the weapon. And finish the job, Jerome. If you want to become part of the gang and improve your position over time - you must pass the tests! The first test is obvious now. The best option is to chop off this traitorous bitch's head. But if you want, you can cut her entire body into small pieces. The main thing is that the bitch dies! " - Nicholas's loud and demanding voice and the look of his gray-steel eyes affect you.

You can hardly overcome your trembling.

You take this machete in your hands.

So, now you are required to kill a person completely unfamiliar to you.

This gang...

Scavengers...

Raiders...

Judging by the discussion of their activities and their methods, there is little difference between the two terms.

This is a pivotal moment for you.

Either you kill the ghoul Charlotte.

Either, quite obviously, you yourself will suffer a very sad fate.