Chapter 9
by
Hvast
Get the hell out of there, or find out who these other bikers are?
Stay
The chance of them being as hostile as your last "friend" is high enough to consider an immediate departure and yet going alone in this world looks like a greater risk. You may be not so lucky next time.
Having no time to properly put your bra back, you settle with putting only your shirt on. Your nipples poke through the thin fabric and you look way more sexy than you would like. Being sexually attractive is a dangerous thing in this world.
Soo bikers arrive and waste no time pointing their guns at you. Your mere pistol look pathetic comparing to AR-15 in the hands of a tall black biker who look like a leader of the group. The tall muscular man with a bald head looks like a stereotypical thug and the way how he ogles make you regret decision to stay immediately. "You better drop that gun, sweetie"
Slightly worn out skin of the leader make you think that he is in late fifties. Another guy armed with a large pistol looks very similar to him. He is also black, bald and muscular. In fact their faces are similar enough to conclude that they are close relatives. Third member of the gang is a young black woman. She is no older than eighteen and the only one unarmed. Three other guys, all white, are staying behind with their own pistols in their hands.
"I don't want any problems. " You say and drop the pistol as ordered "He wanted to rape me and deliver to some 'Colonel'"
"Yes. We know. That shit hunted on our territory" Said the younger guy "I am glad that Colonel won't get such a juicy piece" He licks his lips in a very oblivious way. "I'll have a great time with you"
You shudder. Looks like your worst fears come true. Will you get gangraped here and now?
"Son, shut up!" The older man growls before turning to you "Don't worry, sweetie. No one is touching you till I decide otherwise. Should I decide that you have other useful skill but spreading legs, you are safe. Else you'll join the breeding stock. So, why should I not give you to my horny son?"
The breading stock? Hes said this so casually. What the hell happened with the world while you where hiding in the basement? In any case you need to answer something now.
What is you answer?
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