Suzy’s Strange Saga
You decide that it would be best if they were completely pre-occupied. If you shoot now, the driver could either manage to drive off or the passenger could start spraying the place with bullets.
Still, you sneak around towards the front end of the truck so you can at least ambush from behind when you do strike.
“Okay baby, where are we doing this? The back seat of the car is pretty full as you can see. We can do it in your truck if you want. Front seat or the bed of it. Doesn’t matter to me.” The passenger says getting back out of the car.
“Uh, no not the truck. It got all shot up yesterday, back window broke and there’s broken glass everywhere. Don’t want to potentially get cut up.”
“Hmm, well the hood of this car then?”
At this point Donna walks up to him and starts to do what she does best. Namely act like a slut.
“How about I do the both of you at the same time? That way you both get off and we can be on our way a lot quicker.” she says and starts rubbing up against Mr. passenger.
“Well now. That’s an interesting suggestion…how were you proposing the logistics of this?”
“Oh that’s easy… you see, first I take off my clothes…” Donna says and quickly takes her clothing off until she’s completely naked.
“Next, I just get on my knees in this front seat here… and start to unbuckle your friend’s pants…”
You can’t see the driver from your position since he’s never moved out from his seat, but he’s obviously okay with this since you hear a couple of moans of pleasure.
“And now…well don’t just stand there silly. My ass is right in front of you, start fucking!” Donna commands.
“Wait, you want me to fuck you in the ass?!” Mr. passenger asks.
“Well it’s not gonna fuck itself. Do what you want. I gotta concentrate on wrapping my lips around this nice hard cock…mmmmm…”
Holy shit, talk about taking one for the team…hell taking TWO for the team.
At this point Mr. passenger can’t err on the side of caution any longer. He places his gun on the roof of the car and presumably starts taking your sister in a way that you imagine many men have taken her before.
With one dick in her mouth and another in her ass, you’re fairly confident now that Donna’s distracted them both to the point that you have the complete advantage.
You step out from the front of truck and walk towards the car parked near it. Mr. passenger’s eyes aren’t watching as he’s focused on thrusting into your sister. His head is a perfect target and with a single shot, you end him as a threat.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! ARGH! MY DICK! FUCKING BITCH!” you hear the driver shout.
You rush over to the driver’s side and point the gun at his head before he can start beating on your sister’s head in an effort to get her off his dick.
“You move to your hands to hit my sister and you die. You try to start up the car and you die. If you want your life AND your dick to stay intact then I suggest you follow my orders. First thing, car keys.”
“OKAY OKAY! ARGH! JUST TELL HER TO STOP BITING MY DICK!” the driver shouts and hastily hands you his car keys.
“Okay, that’s a start. Alright, Donna, you can release his dick now, I’ll take it from here.”
Donna complies and then spits in the driver’s face before he staggers out of the car with his pants half down. You tell her to grab your bags from the truck and put them in the car.
“Okay, we’re going to be taking this car and everything in it. In exchange, you can take our truck. Granted it has two flat tires and is low on gas, but if you’re lucky, you might just reach a trailer park that has lots of people willing to help you. You ready Donna?”
“Almost.” Donna remarks.
You turn back to the driver who is still mostly holding on to his dick wincing in pain.
“Okay, well I guess this is where we part ways. Thanks for the info about Security City. We’ll be sure to avoid going there…and uh…bye. Oh, and watch your head.”
“Wha…?” is all the driver says before you shoot him and get in the car.
“I thought you were letting him live.” Donna says.
“What? And let a man who defiled my poor sister’s mouth walk away to brag about it? Not fucking likely.” You say and start the car up.
As you spin the car around to head back in your original direction, you ask Donna if she’s okay since she’s fidgeting a bit in her seat.
“So…um, are you okay?” you ask.
“I’m fine. It’s done. We worked together and we succeeded. I think we both know our established roles are in this team. We all have our talents. Let’s not talk about it.“ Donna says.
She doesn’t exactly sound angry, but she obviously isn’t leaping for joy about what she did. You almost want to talk more about what just happened, but given that your sister doesn’t you don’t press the issue and just drive.
As you’re driving, Donna suddenly speaks up again.
“Next time, don’t fucking kill the guy while he’s still inside me. Tell him to move away or something first. I had a dead man’s dick shooting cum in my ass for a split second before he fell. I’ll admit to being a free spirited gal comfortable with my sexuality, but I didn’t want to include necrophilia in my list of things I’m willing to do.”
Wow. You didn’t really expect to hear that graphic detail. It’s actually a bit nasty and you can see why Donna’s in the mood she’s in.
“Okay Donna. Damn, sorry about that. I wasn’t thinking.” You say.
“Well like I said, it’s done. Let’s just not speak of it again. (Sigh) Probably for the best he didn’t go the traditional route or else he might’ve impregnated me when he shot his load and I might’ve given birth to zombie babies or some shit.” Donna remarks.
The situation is pretty fucked up, but you’re having a hard trying not to laugh now.
“I don’t think it works that way Donna. Pretty sure you would’ve given birth to a normal baby.” You say with a stifled chuckle.
“Yeah, well that would be just as bad.”
You decide not to make any more comments even though there’s a really twisted part of you that is finding this all pretty amusing and wants to make jokes. It’s almost like you’re sort of getting a kick out of Donna’s discomfort. Maybe it’s pent up hostility you’ve had for her due to how she’s acted towards you in the past. Maybe it’s some sort of sadistic side you’ve always harbored and it’s just recently come out due to this week’s events.
In any case, it’s slightly worrying to you, since you’re starting to wonder how far you’re going to start abandoning “civility.” You’ve already committed murder on several occasions, and while the first time was in self-defense, the ones following it have been getting progressively more predatory.
A few more remorseless murders and you’re going to be just like your Uncle Ed. (Now you’re wondering if it’s genetic)
You and Donna continue to drive. A couple of other cars do pass you on the road. You imagine they must be coming from Security City or fleeing it from your previous information. You’re just glad you haven’t come across any military trying to block the road.
You continue to drive for about a half hour before you see something of interest in the distance. Namely a truck stop, which apparently has been converted into a minor fortress.
“Well that’s interesting.” You say.
“Is that a truck stop?” Donna asks.
“Yeah I think so. Looks like whoever is there are trying to block the place off by putting trucks around it. They even got people standing on top of the trucks with rifles as lookouts. “ you say.
“Are we stopping there?”
“I dunno. Whoever is there probably isn’t going to be too trustful of anyone. Though, we still don’t have that much of long term plan. A place like this might be a safe haven of sorts. I mean it already looks way better defended than that trailer park.”
“Well, it’s up to you. But I think we’re going to have to be more careful at a place like this.”
“We might as well chance it if only to catch a breather and maybe get some directions because I can honestly say I don’t know where the fuck we are or where we should be going. That’s assuming they even let us in.”
You and Donna drive to the truck stop, which immediately causes the lookouts to point and raise their rifles in your direction. When you stop in front of it, there are a lot of shouts for you to stay in the car.
“We’re not just letting anyone in here. Who are ya, and state yer business!” the lookout from above shouts.
“Just a couple poor souls trying to escape the chaos out there! Our home town was overrun by military and crazy people. We’ve also been attacked by others who would try to take advantage of us. Please, we’re just looking for some sort of refuge even if it’s temporary. We got some supplies in our car.”
“Hrmmm, well whatta you got?”
You turn your head to look in the back seat to actually see what you “inherited” since you never looked before. You see a first aid kit on top of a pile of bags.
“Um…we got some medicine. Maybe that could help?” you say.
There is a long pause and he tells you to wait before climbing down the truck and disappearing from sight. Eventually you hear his voice again which is now coming from behind the truck barricade.
“Okay, we’re gonna move this truck, but one funny thing happens and you’re the first one getting a bullet to the head. Alright, we’re letting this one in, everyone keep extra look out for those rabid bastards!”
As soon as the truck is moved out your way, the man who was barking orders at you waves you in and motions you over to a parking spot with some other cars. As soon as you drive in they put the truck back. Either they’re really safety conscience or they don’t want to risk having you get away.
“Well let’s hope these people are just normal people trying to survive and aren’t a gang of rapists.” You remark.
From this distance you see several more people in the building part of the truck stop. Looks like it’s a general store/diner combo. Most of them are watching you from the windows, though a few of them come out, one of them is an older man with a cane who walks directly towards the car.
“Okay, I want the two you in that car to exit it slowly. I don’t care if you got weapons, but don’t point them at me or anyone else in a threatening manner.” The old man shouts.
You take your pistol and shove it in the front of your pants. As for your newly acquired sub-machine gun, you just leave it in the car when you and Donna exit it. Naturally rifles are pointed at the pair of you, but the old man with the cane shouts telling them to calm down.
“You lot, stop pointing your guns and start unloading the car. Sorry about that, everyone’s a little on edge. Name’s Henry. I own this place.” He says.
“My name’s Suzy, and I get it.”
“So what are two pretty young girls doing driving around in this mess?”
“Long story, but I’ll just say, my sister and I are grateful for the shelter if only for awhile.”
“Hm, think nothing of it. Really though, if you two are willing to pull yer weight around here, yer welcome to stay as long as you like. Right now we’ve got plenty of supplies and whatever useful supplies you have can be considered payment for your way in here.”
“Well, that’s certainly an offer to think about, but I’m not exactly sure what we’d do around here.” You answer.
“We can find something I’m sure. Anyway, I just mention it because I’ve been trying to contact various places on my Ham Radio, and all I can gather is what’s been going on is pretty serious and I’m not sure if there’s any place I could direct you where to go that would be as safe as this place right now. Security City is completely overrun and the closest military Fort around here, Fort Timons doesn’t even know what the fuck is going on other than the obvious. Besides, I don’t think you’d get in there anyway, not being military and all.”
“This place is really safe huh?” you ask.
“Well not to brag, but we just fended off a big horde of those rabid freak things that I imagine wandered from the city yesterday. Didn’t even lose anyone either. Wasn’t fun though and I’m glad no more of those things have popped up, but yeah, I think we’re doing good job of keeping this place safe. Anyway, you’re good to stay for the night, unless you let me know you want to stick around longer and we’ll find something for the both of you to do. Okay, I’m going to go make sure these boys don’t take EVERYTHING of yours in that car.” Henry says and then walks over to oversee his people unloading your car.
Well it’s a similar situation you had in the trailer park. Pull your weight or get the hell out. Funny how that worked out.
Maybe you could try to do the “community” thing again. The trailer park wasn’t exactly filled with welcoming people, maybe things here could be different and you could actually feel safe here. This place does seem a little better organized and definitely better defended. Really, the only reason why you left the trailer park to begin with was at the insistence of your sister and the fact that it was getting pretty dangerous there.
Then again, this place could turn out to be just as bad where you don’t get along with anyone and everything eventually turns into a cluster fuck. Maybe you might as well save yourself the bother by leaving tomorrow.
Still, you sneak around towards the front end of the truck so you can at least ambush from behind when you do strike.
“Okay baby, where are we doing this? The back seat of the car is pretty full as you can see. We can do it in your truck if you want. Front seat or the bed of it. Doesn’t matter to me.” The passenger says getting back out of the car.
“Uh, no not the truck. It got all shot up yesterday, back window broke and there’s broken glass everywhere. Don’t want to potentially get cut up.”
“Hmm, well the hood of this car then?”
At this point Donna walks up to him and starts to do what she does best. Namely act like a slut.
“How about I do the both of you at the same time? That way you both get off and we can be on our way a lot quicker.” she says and starts rubbing up against Mr. passenger.
“Well now. That’s an interesting suggestion…how were you proposing the logistics of this?”
“Oh that’s easy… you see, first I take off my clothes…” Donna says and quickly takes her clothing off until she’s completely naked.
“Next, I just get on my knees in this front seat here… and start to unbuckle your friend’s pants…”
You can’t see the driver from your position since he’s never moved out from his seat, but he’s obviously okay with this since you hear a couple of moans of pleasure.
“And now…well don’t just stand there silly. My ass is right in front of you, start fucking!” Donna commands.
“Wait, you want me to fuck you in the ass?!” Mr. passenger asks.
“Well it’s not gonna fuck itself. Do what you want. I gotta concentrate on wrapping my lips around this nice hard cock…mmmmm…”
Holy shit, talk about taking one for the team…hell taking TWO for the team.
At this point Mr. passenger can’t err on the side of caution any longer. He places his gun on the roof of the car and presumably starts taking your sister in a way that you imagine many men have taken her before.
With one dick in her mouth and another in her ass, you’re fairly confident now that Donna’s distracted them both to the point that you have the complete advantage.
You step out from the front of truck and walk towards the car parked near it. Mr. passenger’s eyes aren’t watching as he’s focused on thrusting into your sister. His head is a perfect target and with a single shot, you end him as a threat.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! ARGH! MY DICK! FUCKING BITCH!” you hear the driver shout.
You rush over to the driver’s side and point the gun at his head before he can start beating on your sister’s head in an effort to get her off his dick.
“You move to your hands to hit my sister and you die. You try to start up the car and you die. If you want your life AND your dick to stay intact then I suggest you follow my orders. First thing, car keys.”
“OKAY OKAY! ARGH! JUST TELL HER TO STOP BITING MY DICK!” the driver shouts and hastily hands you his car keys.
“Okay, that’s a start. Alright, Donna, you can release his dick now, I’ll take it from here.”
Donna complies and then spits in the driver’s face before he staggers out of the car with his pants half down. You tell her to grab your bags from the truck and put them in the car.
“Okay, we’re going to be taking this car and everything in it. In exchange, you can take our truck. Granted it has two flat tires and is low on gas, but if you’re lucky, you might just reach a trailer park that has lots of people willing to help you. You ready Donna?”
“Almost.” Donna remarks.
You turn back to the driver who is still mostly holding on to his dick wincing in pain.
“Okay, well I guess this is where we part ways. Thanks for the info about Security City. We’ll be sure to avoid going there…and uh…bye. Oh, and watch your head.”
“Wha…?” is all the driver says before you shoot him and get in the car.
“I thought you were letting him live.” Donna says.
“What? And let a man who defiled my poor sister’s mouth walk away to brag about it? Not fucking likely.” You say and start the car up.
As you spin the car around to head back in your original direction, you ask Donna if she’s okay since she’s fidgeting a bit in her seat.
“So…um, are you okay?” you ask.
“I’m fine. It’s done. We worked together and we succeeded. I think we both know our established roles are in this team. We all have our talents. Let’s not talk about it.“ Donna says.
She doesn’t exactly sound angry, but she obviously isn’t leaping for joy about what she did. You almost want to talk more about what just happened, but given that your sister doesn’t you don’t press the issue and just drive.
As you’re driving, Donna suddenly speaks up again.
“Next time, don’t fucking kill the guy while he’s still inside me. Tell him to move away or something first. I had a dead man’s dick shooting cum in my ass for a split second before he fell. I’ll admit to being a free spirited gal comfortable with my sexuality, but I didn’t want to include necrophilia in my list of things I’m willing to do.”
Wow. You didn’t really expect to hear that graphic detail. It’s actually a bit nasty and you can see why Donna’s in the mood she’s in.
“Okay Donna. Damn, sorry about that. I wasn’t thinking.” You say.
“Well like I said, it’s done. Let’s just not speak of it again. (Sigh) Probably for the best he didn’t go the traditional route or else he might’ve impregnated me when he shot his load and I might’ve given birth to zombie babies or some shit.” Donna remarks.
The situation is pretty fucked up, but you’re having a hard trying not to laugh now.
“I don’t think it works that way Donna. Pretty sure you would’ve given birth to a normal baby.” You say with a stifled chuckle.
“Yeah, well that would be just as bad.”
You decide not to make any more comments even though there’s a really twisted part of you that is finding this all pretty amusing and wants to make jokes. It’s almost like you’re sort of getting a kick out of Donna’s discomfort. Maybe it’s pent up hostility you’ve had for her due to how she’s acted towards you in the past. Maybe it’s some sort of sadistic side you’ve always harbored and it’s just recently come out due to this week’s events.
In any case, it’s slightly worrying to you, since you’re starting to wonder how far you’re going to start abandoning “civility.” You’ve already committed murder on several occasions, and while the first time was in self-defense, the ones following it have been getting progressively more predatory.
A few more remorseless murders and you’re going to be just like your Uncle Ed. (Now you’re wondering if it’s genetic)
You and Donna continue to drive. A couple of other cars do pass you on the road. You imagine they must be coming from Security City or fleeing it from your previous information. You’re just glad you haven’t come across any military trying to block the road.
You continue to drive for about a half hour before you see something of interest in the distance. Namely a truck stop, which apparently has been converted into a minor fortress.
“Well that’s interesting.” You say.
“Is that a truck stop?” Donna asks.
“Yeah I think so. Looks like whoever is there are trying to block the place off by putting trucks around it. They even got people standing on top of the trucks with rifles as lookouts. “ you say.
“Are we stopping there?”
“I dunno. Whoever is there probably isn’t going to be too trustful of anyone. Though, we still don’t have that much of long term plan. A place like this might be a safe haven of sorts. I mean it already looks way better defended than that trailer park.”
“Well, it’s up to you. But I think we’re going to have to be more careful at a place like this.”
“We might as well chance it if only to catch a breather and maybe get some directions because I can honestly say I don’t know where the fuck we are or where we should be going. That’s assuming they even let us in.”
You and Donna drive to the truck stop, which immediately causes the lookouts to point and raise their rifles in your direction. When you stop in front of it, there are a lot of shouts for you to stay in the car.
“We’re not just letting anyone in here. Who are ya, and state yer business!” the lookout from above shouts.
“Just a couple poor souls trying to escape the chaos out there! Our home town was overrun by military and crazy people. We’ve also been attacked by others who would try to take advantage of us. Please, we’re just looking for some sort of refuge even if it’s temporary. We got some supplies in our car.”
“Hrmmm, well whatta you got?”
You turn your head to look in the back seat to actually see what you “inherited” since you never looked before. You see a first aid kit on top of a pile of bags.
“Um…we got some medicine. Maybe that could help?” you say.
There is a long pause and he tells you to wait before climbing down the truck and disappearing from sight. Eventually you hear his voice again which is now coming from behind the truck barricade.
“Okay, we’re gonna move this truck, but one funny thing happens and you’re the first one getting a bullet to the head. Alright, we’re letting this one in, everyone keep extra look out for those rabid bastards!”
As soon as the truck is moved out your way, the man who was barking orders at you waves you in and motions you over to a parking spot with some other cars. As soon as you drive in they put the truck back. Either they’re really safety conscience or they don’t want to risk having you get away.
“Well let’s hope these people are just normal people trying to survive and aren’t a gang of rapists.” You remark.
From this distance you see several more people in the building part of the truck stop. Looks like it’s a general store/diner combo. Most of them are watching you from the windows, though a few of them come out, one of them is an older man with a cane who walks directly towards the car.
“Okay, I want the two you in that car to exit it slowly. I don’t care if you got weapons, but don’t point them at me or anyone else in a threatening manner.” The old man shouts.
You take your pistol and shove it in the front of your pants. As for your newly acquired sub-machine gun, you just leave it in the car when you and Donna exit it. Naturally rifles are pointed at the pair of you, but the old man with the cane shouts telling them to calm down.
“You lot, stop pointing your guns and start unloading the car. Sorry about that, everyone’s a little on edge. Name’s Henry. I own this place.” He says.
“My name’s Suzy, and I get it.”
“So what are two pretty young girls doing driving around in this mess?”
“Long story, but I’ll just say, my sister and I are grateful for the shelter if only for awhile.”
“Hm, think nothing of it. Really though, if you two are willing to pull yer weight around here, yer welcome to stay as long as you like. Right now we’ve got plenty of supplies and whatever useful supplies you have can be considered payment for your way in here.”
“Well, that’s certainly an offer to think about, but I’m not exactly sure what we’d do around here.” You answer.
“We can find something I’m sure. Anyway, I just mention it because I’ve been trying to contact various places on my Ham Radio, and all I can gather is what’s been going on is pretty serious and I’m not sure if there’s any place I could direct you where to go that would be as safe as this place right now. Security City is completely overrun and the closest military Fort around here, Fort Timons doesn’t even know what the fuck is going on other than the obvious. Besides, I don’t think you’d get in there anyway, not being military and all.”
“This place is really safe huh?” you ask.
“Well not to brag, but we just fended off a big horde of those rabid freak things that I imagine wandered from the city yesterday. Didn’t even lose anyone either. Wasn’t fun though and I’m glad no more of those things have popped up, but yeah, I think we’re doing good job of keeping this place safe. Anyway, you’re good to stay for the night, unless you let me know you want to stick around longer and we’ll find something for the both of you to do. Okay, I’m going to go make sure these boys don’t take EVERYTHING of yours in that car.” Henry says and then walks over to oversee his people unloading your car.
Well it’s a similar situation you had in the trailer park. Pull your weight or get the hell out. Funny how that worked out.
Maybe you could try to do the “community” thing again. The trailer park wasn’t exactly filled with welcoming people, maybe things here could be different and you could actually feel safe here. This place does seem a little better organized and definitely better defended. Really, the only reason why you left the trailer park to begin with was at the insistence of your sister and the fact that it was getting pretty dangerous there.
Then again, this place could turn out to be just as bad where you don’t get along with anyone and everything eventually turns into a cluster fuck. Maybe you might as well save yourself the bother by leaving tomorrow.