Play the good girl.

Fine, the brunette thought, doing some mental calculations. If Nate was still alive, he was on his way to find her. It would only be so long, so it would be relatively harmless to give the raider warlord what he was after. Besides, her naked and shackled to the wall with an aggressive horny criminal, Nora was pretty sure she'd roleplayed similar scenarios before the nukes fell.

Nora's decision to go along with Jared's twisted designs on her became a little easier as the raider pulled out his prick. He was a monster, of the dozens the former lawyer has seen, sucked and ridden so far, only her husband's came close. In fact, if you were to put Jared and Nate side by side (besides making Nora hyperventilate), you'd have a hard time telling who was better equipped.

"Does the horny little Vault Dweller like what she sees?" Jared asked, noticing the hungry stares Nora was directing below his belt. He jerked his thick, dark meat for her, bringing himself closer to a full erection.

"Bet if you'd known how much fun us Raiders were, you'd have jumped topside ages ago." He said, drawing close to his captive.

"It's been too long since I've had a stranger's cock." Nora admitted, something that was true considering either the hundreds of years they'd been frozen or the handful of days it'd felt like for her.

Jared's hands were on her, sliding down her side until they closed around her panties. With effortless strength, the raider ripped them from her body.

Nora's hands undid her own bra, and flung it away from her, leaving her fully naked.

"Oh, they grow 'em well in Vault 111..." Jared laughed, his deep voice depraved and lust-filled. The killer's strong, rough hands roamed around to Nora's ass, squeezing and parting the curvaceous cheeks. He'd wanted her anally since his men had brought her to him, **** and in that tight blue suit. But that could wait for dessert.

Suddenly, Jared hauled the pre-war woman into the air, and brought her down on his cock. Nora let out a cry, a little surprise, a little pain, but mostly the pleasure of her body's introduction to a brand new cock.

The clinking of Nora's chains and the sound of their flesh meeting again and again filled the cell. Nora had to admit she was enjoying herself, something she expressed through her whorish moans as Jared fucked her. There was something about the way he did it. This was a man who knew every fuck he had might be his last, and put everything he had into it.

Nora was mildly amazed by his strength. Granted she wasn't the heaviest person, but Jared was keeping her off the ground like she weighed nothing. Then again, a glimpse into the rutting raider's eyes suggested Med-X wasn't the only **** he had lying around the place.

Still pistoning into her, Jared lowered his head, and began sucking, teasing and nibbling on her tits. That got a moan from the survivor. She'd always loved having her boobs played with, and this raider was the first one since Shaun to put his mouth on them. And luckily, he was nowhere near as hungry.

"Yeah! You loving this, aren't you, Vault Pussy?" Jared groaned, unceasing in his **** on Nora's wet twat, even when he made her scream in orgasm. They rutted frenzied, frantically, fucking for what could have been an hour, Nora had already grown accustomed to checking her Pip-Boy for the time, and Jared has confiscated that.

Nora was seriously impressed by the raider chief's stamina. Between that and the size of his member, she would've asked Nate if they could keep him around. Of course, even with those two qualities, the indiscriminate ****, banditry and **** surely soured the former human rights lawyer on Jared.

Finally even his stamina exhausted itself, and Jared came, his spurting his seed over and over again into Nora's pussy. Tired out and feeling him seep out of her, down her thighs, Nora idly mused that there was something in the heavily irradiated air that made guys these days so much more... productive.

"You're an alright piece of ass, Vault Meat." Jared mused, before pulling out and dropping Nora on her ass. "I'm tempted to keep you all to my lonesome, but rules are rules. We're gonna pass you around. Every raider in this place is gonna have my sloppy seconds."

"But first, I think you've earned your reward." Jared said, producing a syringe of Med-X.

Nora lay on her back, eyes closed, trying to wipe the little smile off her face. She knew what Jared was doing. Get her so hooked on chems, like the dope he was shooting into her arm right now, and they wouldn't need chains or shackles. Her addictions would keep her enthralled.

Nora moaned as she felt the numbing, relaxing warmth and stillness the **** provided spread through her body. The familiar warmth and stillness.

See, Nora was stranger to chem use. What with working for one of Boston's most prestigious legal firms, eating Grape Mentats like candy had basically been a part of the job description, just to keep up with the competition. And from time to time, after a particularly stressful case, when not even a ride on her soldier's cock could chill her out, Nora had used Med-X responsibly, if not for it's intended purpose.

"God..." Nora moaned, pupils dilated. She was pretty sure she'd built up enough of a tolerance to avoid easy addiction, but fuck this stuff was strong. Having a one year old did tend to cut down on one's time to indulge in this shit.

"That's me, Vault Bitch." Jared chuckled, drinking in what to his eyes was a conquered and complacent woman.

Suddenly, far below them in the compound, shots and laser fire rang out.

"What? Better go and see what that is..." Jared muttered to himself.