Madeline Takes the Woman to her Tent

"Put the girl in my tent." Madeline commanded. Tack looked at her sideways with a sneer. The men grumbled. She would certainly lose some reputation among them as she took away their would-be plaything.

"You sure?" Tack asked, as if hoping Madeline would reconsider.

"I'm sure." Madeline turned to face her Powder Gangers and pointed to the male captive "Don't kill this one, he is strong and will make a good Powder Ganger. But hey may need some...encouragement."

Giving them permission to rough up the man but at least spare them she moved to her

Madeline found the woman standing, her face full of fear. She looked her over, walking around her. She was beautiful with shapely features. Her breasts weren't as big as Madeline's but there was enough to play with, her hips were supple and her body firm from years working on the a caravan, maybe a farm.

"I'm Madeline. What's your name?"

"Jessica" she said flatly as she peered about the room, as if some new danger would suddenly appear to threaten her. There was a small cot, well worn but blankets were strewn across the floor, no doubt a few people bunked in here normally.

"Don't try anything foolish. We have this area surrounded." Madeline said cooly "If you run, things will be much worse for you."

The woman shook her head vigorously. The fear in her face assured Madeline she wouldn't try anything stupid.

"Why are you doing this?" the woman--Jessica--asked.

Madeline moved close to Jessica and ran a hand along her cheek gently.

"Why am I protecting you? Or why did we attack you?" Madeline asked before answer her own questions. But there was something about touching her skin electrified her. She was lovely after all and gentle and soft, a change from the Powder Gangers who followed her.

"I was once like you." Madeline said sympathetically as she withdrew her hand "I was at the mercy of the Powder Gangers. But now...I lead a band of them."

"You...you were captured? Did...they..." she turned her eyes downward.

"Oh they had there way with me of course." Madeline said, the bitter memory of the wrongs against her rising. She suppressed them.

"What are you going to do with me then?" she asked, her voice timid.

Madeline considered the question.

She could simply safeguard this woman. She would undoubtedly end up in Eddie's harem. He always took the pretty ones if he could. But at least she would be safe from the brutes outside.

It had been a long time since she had been pleased by someone who wasn't Eddie. Eddie who only used her. He didn't care if she enjoyed the rolls in the hay oh no. It was only about Eddie.