Madeline wakes up.

Madeline opens her eyes slowly, her vision is distorted and everything is blurry. She aches all over and her head is pounding. She suddenly startles as she feels a kick on her side.

"Ah now she is waking up." a harsh voice laughs "Wake up sunshine."

A sand worn face with a short brown beard breaths deeply into her face as her eyes begin to focus and Madeline notices the hard features of the figure in front of her. She moves her hands but she notices that they are bound, she tries to wriggle free but they merely hurt more with each attempt. She is laid against a large rock, her feet bound straight out in front of her. She notices not too far away the body of Captain Ward being dragged behind a large boulder, and the ruffian dragging him soldering Ward's rifle. She knew Doc Giles wouldn't have stood a chance without Ward. A score of bandits it seemed were laid about, one live raider riffling through the pockets of their dead companions.

"Now now," the figure says with a grim tone "There ain't no getting away. Seems you got a little too close to some of our dynamite." The man's short black hair and beard stank as he spoke. His brown eyes unforgiving as he stared her up and down.

"Luckily not too close" another voice interjects "or else we would have lost a good prize." This one speaking had long dirty blonde hair, a clean shaven face and a was wearing riot armor. He moves closer to Madeline a baton in his hand.

"Looks like we got ourselves a real live doll." the one with the baton whistles "look at the nice skin on this one. Like she came straight out of a vault. I know someone was hiding that nice ass for a while." He chuckles along with his companion and three others join in the laugh.

"Look sweetheart" the bearded man who roused her says "you and us are gonna have a real good time before we take you back to our base at the prison. Afraid your friends didn't make it. The boat flies will be feasting on them soon enough. The prison where they kept US!" He points to himself and raises his voice as if trying to persuade someone.

"Thats right--we are the Powder Gangers and we are gonna take you back to where the NCR kept us doing their dirty work. Well we got some work for you to do for us." He smiles and he moves toward her. He kneels beside her and reaches a hand out to her breasts, and begins to grope her.

Madeline squirms in vain from his grasp. He begins to move one hand down to her leg then he slowly moves up her now tattered pants and rubs at her crotch.

"I wonder if she shaves boys." He laughs. "only one way to find out! But first I wanna see what that sweet mouth of yours feels like." he moves over in front of her and stands over her, his legs spread across her bound feet.

"Hold up Jake," the man with the baton interjects "--you know we aren't supposed to damage the goods. Boss gave strict orders--bitches are supposed to be brought back to the Correction Facility--unspoiled."

The man, evidently named Jake spits in disgust "Fuck Eddie, it aint fair that he gets the best puss while we are out here." Some of the other men begin to mumble in ascent.

"Hey--maybe Eddie will let you get her second, or even third--besides a good piece of ass like this will mean we can take a break at the prison for a while." the man with the baton argues diplomatically.

"Well...that is true I guess" The man standing over Madeline considers "But come on Caleb this piece of ass doesn't just fall in our lap like this every day. Besides--Eddie won't know if we just use her mouth. He mostly checks their pussy." He moves his groin uncomfortably close to Madeline's face and laughs. Madeline squirms slightly leaning her head backward away from the dirt covered pants of the Powder Ganger.

"Hell Caleb you can even go second if you want." Jake laughs "I bet she could make you feel real good. Besides ain't no body gonna tell now will they?" Some of the other men kind of mumble some laugh.

"So sweetie you gonna make us feel good or are you gonna end up road kill?" He grabs Madeline's face and with a dirty hand and smiles wickedly.