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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Fallout_4, Fallout_(Video_Games)
  Character:
      Piper_Wright, Nat_Wright, Cait_(Fallout)
  Additional Tags:
      Gangbang, Humiliation, Triple_Penetration, Bukkake, Anal_Sex, Oral_Sex,
      Forced_Pregnancy, Threats_of_Rape/Non-Con, Loss_of_Virginity, Mind_Break
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-11 Updated: 2017-07-30 Chapters: 2/3 Words: 14952
****** Fallout 4 - Piper's Punishment ******
by Pomyum
Summary
     After exposing a local crime boss, a group of mobsters decide to
     teach Piper and her little sister a lesson.
     A commission from Jamal542.
***** Punishment *****
Sometimes the hardest part of telling a story was starting it. Piper sat
looking at the paper in front of her, tapping her pen against the desk, making
random noises with her mouth to entertain herself. She moaned and let her body
droop in the chair, her tongue hanging out.
"Bleeeh," she said, staring at the ceiling. Nothing was summoning the words to
her head. She got writer's block every now and then, usually when she didn't
have anything really important to write about. She'd spent the last month
breaking the story of a protection racket in and around Diamond City, but now
that the story had finally been published, she found herself without anything
interesting to report on.
The door opened and closed, Piper's head swiveling to see her little sister Nat
walking over.
"That bored?" Nat commented.
"I hate writing fluff pieces," said Piper. "We need something to fill the paper
with, though. How'd we do today?" Nat shrugged.
"A few papers here and there. Not very many." Piper rubbed her eyes and
groaned.
"Need another decent story. I'll get out soon and start snooping about. I'm
sure someone around here's acting like a sleazebag. It's Diamond City. Don't
have to look far." Nat nervously shuffled back and forth as Piper talked, a
fact that the big sister did not miss.
"It's getting dark," said Nat. "Alright if I get going?"
"You close up outside?" Nat nodded. "Sure. You have a good sleepover, kiddo."
Nat grabbed her things and left, locking the door behind her. Piper stretched
and went back to work.
A half hour later, she gave up. She'd crumpled up every single draft she'd
written. She was exhausted and uninspired, unable to find the words to make her
story come to life. She needed a break, and some fresh air. Hopefully the cool
of the night would help her think.
She grabbed her jacket and hat, slipping her pistol into her shoulder holster.
She grabbed her keys, ready to head out.
As she headed for the door, she jumped as it violently swung open, a man
standing the doorway with a shotgun, aimed right at her chest. Piper went for
her pistol, only to have the man lift his shotgun up in warning.
"Draw the piece and I'll blow your head off, bitch!" Piper froze. She didn't
recognize the man, but the look on his face told her he was serious. She raised
both her hands into the air, trying to disarm the man.
"Alright, alright," she said. "My hands are in the air, see?" The man moved
into her house, more following close behind, seven in all. The first man
reached into her jacket and pulled her pistol out of her holster, placing it
into his pants behind his back. The last man in turned around and closed the
door, locking it.
Piper didn't know nearly any of the men, with one exception: Aldous Hedman, the
very man whose protection racket she'd just put a dent in with her latest
story. The man was big, both in height and width. He had little hair on his
head, and lots of it on his visible chest, but despite his stomach size he was
quite muscular, and not an ugly man. Too bad he was a scumbag.
"Aldous," she said, smiling at him, "if you wanted to give me an interview, you
could have just knocked." Aldous laughed.
"You're funny, Piper," he said. "You're a funny gal. I'm a big fan of your
newspaper. I love your stories, especially the stuff about cats, and robots and
the like. You know, your silly nonsense."
"I'll bet, Aldous. Have you read my latest story? I'll bet you'll get a kick
out of it." The man's smile faded.
"Yeah. Yeah, I read it. Aldous Huckster. Good title. Good alliteration. Course,
I doubt most of your readers got the reference. You always were too smart for
your own good, babe." She shrugged.
"What can I say? A writer has to have fun with her writing."
"True of any profession, actually. And me?" He began to chuckle. "I very much
enjoy my profession. For instance, I enjoy putting mouthy reporters in their
place." The man's head turned back and forth. "Where's your little sister, eh?"
Piper had been threatened more times than she could count. She no longer cared
when someone did so. It just meant she was doing her job right. Nat, on the
other hand, she couldn't, and wouldn't, tolerate threats towards. Her heart
skipped a beat when Aldous asked after her. She kept her cool, though, and
shook her head.
"Not here. She's out looking for Deathclaw eggs for breakfast." He smiled.
"Funny gal." He turned to his men. "Search the place." Two men went off,
looking in the house's nooks and crannies, turning the place over looking for
Nat. Piper looked Aldous directly in his eyes.
"I live right by the entrance to Diamond City, Aldous. Guards come by here all
the time. Try anything and they'll hear." Aldous began to laugh heartily,
worrying Piper. She'd spent some time learning all about the man, and he wasn't
one to bluff.
"Sweetheart, the guards of Diamond City don't give two tugs of their cocks
about you, unless it would be getting a piece of that admittedly sweet ass.
Combine that with the fact that Mayor McDonaugh and I are old friends,
well...," He held his hands up as he smirked at her. "You do the math, babe."
"She's not here, boss," one the men said as he came back downstairs. Aldous
indicated the door with his head.
"Go tell Jax and the others to go find her and bring her back here." The man
nodded, heading to the door to carry out his boss' command. The opened it up,
speaking to someone just outside. Piper was tempted to yell for help, but knew
that it wouldn't do any good. She'd have to endure what Aldous had in store for
her, hope to survive. It wasn't the worst situation she'd found herself in.
"Well, while we're waiting, Piper," said Aldous, signaling his men. "I think we
can begin the lesson I had in mind for you today. Gents, let's get Piper into
something more comfortable."
Before she could move, Piper felt her jacket being ripped from her body. Her
eyes went wide and she tried to call out, hoping someone would hear her. There
had to be one or two good cops in the city. She whipped her fists about, trying
to fight them off. She was no slouch in bare knuckle brawling, and she landed a
few decent blows before someone behind her grabbed her wrists. She tried to
bite his fingers, but instead found her arms being pulled down and behind her
body.
In short order, almost every single item on her body was ripped away. Piper
soon found herself in just her bra and panties, with her socks and boots still
on her feet. Her breath was coming quick as she continued to struggle, her eyes
wide in fear. She'd been accosted before, and certainly the possibility of rape
had always existed in her mind, but experiencing it was a very different
experience. Panic filled her, and she screamed for help at the top of her
lungs.
"Keep screamin', bitch," Aldous said. "Ain't nobody gonna help you."
"Fine, I will," she said. "Help!" Aldous recoiled.
"I changed my mind. She's hurting my ears. Shut her up."
Piper was swiftly silenced as a pistol appeared next to her head, pushing into
her temple.
"Better. Silent, like a woman should be. Now, here's how this is gonna go.
You're gonna agree to print a retraction, saying you were wrong, and I'm
actually an upstanding citizen. And from now on, I'll send you a story to print
periodically, and you'll run it. Understand?"
Piper was terrified. She knew damn well what was going to happen if she
refused. Rape, possibly murder. She didn't have a choice. She nodded. She could
always go back on her word. She knew a few people who could hopefully deal with
Aldous in the meantime.
"Yeah, yeah, I understand. I'll do it. Please, just don't hurt me."
"You see boys? Put a woman in her place, and she'll agree to whatever you tell
her to do. Course, we need to make sure you understand the gravity of your
situation. I was gonna use your little bitch of a sister as an example, but
since she ain't here... you'll do." Aldous nodded to one of his men, and
Piper's bra and panties were cut off with a knife, her boots removed and tossed
aside. Her socks remained her only clothing.
"No, please!" she begged. "Please, I'll do as you say! I promise!"
"Yeah, yeah, promises are great, but teaching you a proper lesson will make you
keep them." He motioned down, and Piper was forced to her knees, her wrists
bound behind her with handcuffs. Two of the henchmen disrobed in front of her,
leaving themselves completely naked. Two extremely thick cocks stood at
attention in front of her.
"Piper, these men are called Big Jim, and Thick Mark." Aldous chuckled. "I
think you can see why. Ladies love 'em, and bitches like you get punished by
'em. Mark?" The first man stepped forward, his immense meat slowly approaching
her mouth. She shook her head from side to side, tears running down her cheeks.
"No, no, please no!" she protested. Mark took hold of his hair and brought up
to her lips. Precum already dripped from the tip, wiping against her closed
lips as he pushed himself into her. She wanted to resist, wanted to keep her
mouth close, but the gun pressing into her head forced her to reconsider. Her
mouth opened, her eyes closing as she felt the man's thick meat slide inside.
He wasn't gentle, pulling her hair violently forward, yanking her head into his
stomach. His cock slid inside her gullet, smacking the back of her throat
painfully again and again. His girth forced her tongue down, Piper trying to
move it out of the way but instead only serving to massage the underside of his
dick. He went fast, with no regard to his victim's feelings. His free hand
smacked her face, the man laughing as he watched her tear-streaked face bash
into his pelvis.
"Damn, bitch," Mark said. "You're pretty good at this. Shoulda guessed you
secretly love sucking cocks."
"She's fuckin' hot, ain't she?" Someone from the side said. Piper heard a snap
and saw a flash of light. Dread filled her, the reporter realizing that things
had gone from bad to much worse.
They were taking pictures.
"Man, I don't want to wait," said someone from behind. Rustling clothes told
Piper another one was undressing, and a moment later she felt someone kneel
between her legs. A cock pressed into her labial folds, rubbing back and forth
along her treasure. Piper's eyes flew open as she squealed in protest. She'd
been entertaining the vain hope that she would only have to suck some men's
cocks, and that they wouldn't fuck her. She realized that she'd been foolish to
believe that would be the case.
She wanted to beg, to say she'd do anything if they didn't fuck her. Of course,
she couldn't, not with Mark's thick cock bashing her throat. The cock continued
to rub for a moment, the man behind her sighing as he savored the feel of her
folds. Eventually, though, he'd had enough foreplay, and pressed his head into
Piper's pussy lips as he pushed swiftly inside.
As his pelvis slapped her butt, she squealed, more tears falling from her green
eyes. His cock wasn't as large as the other man, but having it sliding in her
cunt, dry as a desert, wasn't a pleasant experience nonetheless. His dick
bashed painfully into her cervix, and he immediately started to thrust inside.
His meat was scarping her dry walls, rubbing her raw. It was a new kind of
pain, one Piper had always considered herself lucky to have avoided. She
realized now, though, that she'd merely thought herself invincible. Women were
raped every day across the Commonwealth, and she was coming to understand that
she should have taken more precautions.
"Shit, this pussy is tiiiiight. Mmm. Bitch must not get laid much."
"Just means she needs some men to take care of her," Mark said, both men
laughing. They continued to thrust into her, Mark's thick dick choking Piper,
the other man painfully scraping her defenseless vagina. Mark began to breathe
faster, his head leaning back. Piper was well aware of what that signaled, and
squealed, trying to beg him not to. It made no difference, and he soon grunted,
his seed spilling into her esophagus, rope after rope of the thick cum
splattering roughly against her throat. Piper began to weep, unable to breath
as the goop filled her mouth and the man's cock jammed inside, unmoving save
for pulsing when it disgorged its load.
Mark sighed in satisfaction and pulled his immense dick from her throat. Piper
immediately began hack up what she could of the filthy jizz, desperately
sucking in air, trying to catch her breath. She bent over fully, semen falling
like a river from her mouth. It splattered onto the floor beneath her face, a
small pool forming. She was still being forced forward by the man in her pussy,
who continued to ram inside her, his body slapping roughly into her backside.
"Please," she begged, "please, no more. I'll do what you ask."
"Yes, you will," Aldous said. He'd taken a seat at her desk, and was currently
leafing through her notes. "We'll make damn sure of that." A figure stepped in
front of her, the huge figure of Big Jim. His enormous cock stared straight at
her, jumping slightly as blood pumped through.
"Sup, bitch?" Jim said. Piper's gazed into the man's brown eyes, her head
shaking in fear as more tears fell.
"No, no, please...," she said before she was cut off, the thick dick shoving
inside her mouth. Jim was even bigger than Mark had been and no less rough. His
cock began to strike the back of her throat as the last man's had, Piper
struggling to breath as her mouth was raped.
"Fuck, I'm about to cum!" the man behind her said. Piper's eyes widened, her
head shaking as much as she could manage with Big Jim's rod shoved down her
throat. The man just couldn't cum in her. She could get pregnant, and she'd be
damned if she was going to carry some mob goon's baby. She squealed, trying to
struggle, all in vain. The man's hands gripped her waist, his body rapidly
slapping into her bottom as his groans turned into grunts and she felt him
twitching deep within her cunt. She felt warm wetness splashing against her
cervix, Piper's pussy being filled by the seed of a man she hadn't even yet
seen. The man laughed as he pulled out, Piper's tears the only response she
could give to the man who'd raped her.
"That feel good, bitch?" he said from behind. "Maybe I got you pregnant, eh?
Maybe I'll have a reason to come by and visit more often." Several of the men
laughed.
"Man, by the time we're done tonight, we'll all have cum in that pussy. She
gets pregnant, it's a fucking toss-up as to whose it is."
Despair filled Piper. They didn't intend to end this anytime soon. They were
going to keep raping her for some time, at least until every man who'd come
with Aldous had fucked her cunt. Maybe Aldous too, and those men who went
searching for Nat. Suddenly, her heart fell even further. What if they found
her? What would they do to her? Would they rape her as well?
Piper wanted to run, to kill her assailants, to find Nat and to leave, never to
return. What she wanted, though, meant nothing. For the night, she belonged to
these men.
"My turn in the bitch's cunt," another man said.
"Fuck you! I called dibs," said another one.
"I've got an idea. Jim, bring her over here."
Big Jim pulled out of her mouth, Piper gasping as his dick slid away, cum and
saliva dripping down to the floor in thick strands. She resumed her begging,
though no one seemed to be listening at all. Someone grabbed her hair, hauling
her across the floor. Her bare shins dragged across the boards, rubbing them
painfully, combining with the torment of her hair being roughly pulled. She
closed her eyes and cried out, no longer even trying to keep her composure.
She'd let go entirely, wailing as her attackers violated and tortured her.
She was placed over another man, the thug smiling up at Piper as her legs were
placed on either side of him. His rigid cock aimed straight at her pussy, ready
to sink deep inside her. Piper shook her head, screaming, begging for them to
stop.
"Please, no more! Please! Don't do this!"
"Not a chance, whore!" the man beneath her said as he placed his hands on her
hips and lowered her onto his waiting meat. Piper cried out as she felt the man
slipping inside her, his cock slowly sinking in until it pressed into her
cervix. Before he began to thrust, though, Piper was lowered onto him, her
breasts pressing into his chest, her head hanging off the side of his body.
"God, your tits feel amazing, whore. Now, let's get started." The man began his
rhythm, pumping his hips to push himself inside her. Piper began to scream, but
was quickly silenced as Big Jim shoved inside her mouth once again. Piper's
eyes opened wide to see Jim holding a gun to her face.
"Just so you remember what happens if you bite down, bitch." Jim then grabbed
her hair, using it as leverage as he thrust his hips forward, burying his
immense cock in her throat.
"Someone, help me, please!" she thought, knowing well that no one could hear
her, and even if they could, they wouldn't respond. She was alone.
Suddenly, she felt pressure on her bottom. Something was pushing into her
asshole.
"No!" she thought. "Please, no!" A third man intended to fuck her at the same
time, using her forbidden temple to satisfy his lust. She shook her head,
slightly and futilely, as the man pressed forward, forcing himself inside. He
used no lubricant, and did not take his time. A tearing pain filled her entire
backside as her tiny anus was spread open by a cock far too large for such an
action. She squealed, trying to wiggle the man out of her, but she couldn't
manage to dislodge him. Whoever the man was, he seemed tremendously amused by
the whole thing, laughing at her attempts and slapping her on the ass. He then
grabbed her bound wrists, using them as leverage as he thrust himself inside of
her.
For the next few minutes, Piper endured hell as two men rubbed her insides raw,
the dicks inside her pussy and ass sending horrible pain skittering through her
body. Big Jim's thick dick made it so much worse, as she was having trouble
finding a rhythm in which to breathe, given the three men shoving her about.
She'd begun openly weeping, her eyes red and cheeks stained wet by her tears
falling at a prodigious rate.
Soon, Big Jim had finally had enough, and he grasped her hair with both hands,
pulling her face into his pelvis and burying his dick deep within her throat.
His immense cock pulsed as it ejected thick ropes of cum, smashing into her
esophagus and dripping down into her stomach. As before, she tried to breathe
and swallow what cum she could, but it was horribly difficult given how her
body was being bounced around.
Jim pulled out, slick strands of cum connecting his cock to her mouth, snapping
back against her face as he moved away. As she hacked and coughed, she felt the
other two men begin to cum as well.
"No, please, stop cumming!" she screamed, but the men only laughed. Her eyes
closed and she wept, her cries filling the room. She felt the two cocks in her
pulsing as Jim's had, filling her ass and her pussy with yet more of their foul
seed. The camera continued to flash, the photographer clearly enjoying
capturing the most horrible moments of Piper's life. It amplified the shame of
the moment, and Piper's screams merely went louder.
"Why?" she asked, looking at Aldous. "Why are you doing this?"
"I told you. To make sure you keep your promise. Any time you get it in your
head that you want to write something untrue about me, or true about me, you'll
remember this night and instead act like a good little slut. Plus, my boys here
all lost protection money because of you, so consider this you paying them what
you owe."
"My turn!" another one of the men exclaimed. Piper was lifted off the man
beneath her, and laid down onto another, this time on her back. Another cock
placed itself against her anus and thrust inside. She was still fairly gaping
from the last man, but it hurt nonetheless. Mark came to stand over her, a huge
grin on the man's face as he knelt down and shoved his immense girth into her
cunt. With the cum inside her pussy already, Piper finally had some lubrication
protection her vaginal walls, but it still extremely unpleasant.
In addition, the shame had become nearly unbearable. Dominated, raped, and
photographed with the men violating her, Piper's life had suddenly become hell.
She'd never felt so horrible in her life. She'd spoken to enough rape victims
to know that one never forgot. Even if she got better, the humiliation would
never leave. It would always be in her mind. She would always feel dirty,
tainted. Her sobs were no longer those of pain. They were of sorrow and loss.
Her innocence, that she hadn't even realized she still had, was gone. From now
on, every time she looked in the mirror, she'd see the whore these men had
defiled.
Her screams of shame filled the room, until they were silenced by another cock.
The next hour was much the same. The men continued to take turns. Always at
least two. One man in her cunt, one in her ass, and usually a third in her
mouth. Everyone wanted a turn in her cunt, a chance to get her pregnant. They
laughed, placing bets on who would be the father and have a reason to come back
and fuck his baby-mama.
Soon she was barely feeling the men anymore. Her pussy and ass were so
thoroughly soaked that they easily slipped in and out of her with ease. She
hacked up what semen she could every time they came in her mouth, coughing and
fighting for breath. Every time a man came in her nethers, cum poured form her
stuffed holes. The floor had already become slick and sticky, mens semen
dropping all about.
At one point, though, Piper was given a few seconds of rest, a momentary
reprieve from the horrors the mobsters were inflicting upon her. She looked up
at the men laughing and joking, enjoying their latest conquest, deciding who'd
have her next. Every single man had come in her several times, all of them in
her pussy at least once. She felt vulgar staring at them, knowing one of them
could have given her a child. A child she knew she'd never let grow in her
belly, but the thought of the impregnation was horrifying nonetheless.
As she watched them, she noticed Aldous continuing to flip through her papers
at the desk. She man remained fully clothed, having not once touched Piper.
Maybe the man thought himself above the whole thing. Maybe he didn't like
touching whores already defiled by his men. Maybe he just didn't like sloppy
seconds.
The door burst open, two men entering holding a young girl between them,
dragging her inside.
Nat.
"No!" Piper thought. There was only one thing that could have made her shame
any worse, and that was Nat being involved.
"No, please!" Piper begged. "Let her go! She has nothing to do with this!"
Aldous rose from his desk, walking over to the little girl. He smiled down at
her, looming over Piper's sister with villainous intent.
"Was at a friend's house having a cute little sleepover," one of the men said.
Nat's eyes latched onto Piper's naked form, her filthy body dripping cum from
her sore, filthy holes. Tears began to roll down her eyes Nat beheld her
sister, horror dawning in the little girl's mind.
"Piper!" Nat called out. "Oh my god, Piper!" Aldous moved between the two
girls, blocking their views of one another.
"Hello, Nat," he said. "Do you know who I am?" Nat's eyes were filled with fear
as she stared up into the eyes of the man who'd presided over her sister's
rape. She didn't have the confidence of her sister, her stubborn refusal to
acknowledge danger as it stared her in the face. Nat just nodded slowly.
"Good," he continued. "Your sister here printed slanderous lies about me.
This...," He stepped out of the way, once again revealing Piper's pained body
lying on the floor in a puddle of men's semen. "This is her punishment. I've
told her that she's going to print a retraction of the horrible things she said
about me, and that she'll write more honest articles from now on. Look at your
sister, Nat." Piper's sister did as she was told, her eyes wide in fear.
"Do you think your sister should do as she's told?" Nat began to nod
vigorously. "Are you going to remind her that of the punishment for not doing
as she's told?" Again, vigorous nodding.
"Good. You're a good little girl, Nat. And so pretty." Aldous smirked as he ran
a hand along Nat's cheek, causing her to recoil in disgust. He withdrew,
heading back to the desk. He sat down and pointed at the men holding Nat's
arms.
"Two of you who've already had Piper take hold of Nat so they can have a turn.
Make sure she watches." Two naked men nodded and took hold of Nat as the other
men let go of her arms and began to undress, grinning and chuckling at they
looked down at the slut they were about to brutalize.
"Please, no," Piper begged once again. "I'll do whatever you want. Anything.
Just don't make Nat watch this."
"She needs to see your punishment as you experience it," Aldous said, "so she
can keep you honest and remind you to behave."
"No...," Piper let out as she was lifted into the air by one of the new men.
"Fuck," he said, "you're a filthy slut. I'd kiss you, but I ain't putting my
lips anywhere near that whore mouth." As he spoke, grasped her bottom with his
hand, placing her crotch against his. He aimed his cock straight up, against
her soaking cunt and thrust inside. Piper closed her eyes and grit her teeth,
groaning. She couldn't even feel the man sliding along her walls, but his rigid
cock did smack into her already bruised cervix, sending a jolt of pain shooting
through her.
She knew what was coming next, hoped it wouldn't, but was hardly surprised as
another man placed his cock against her ass. He shoved in hard, his rigid rod
smacking into her, ramming into painfully. Both men began to lift Piper into
the air, slamming her down hard onto their cocks. Piper cried out, her mouth
opening wide to scream as their meat banged against her.
It was the worst moment yet. Not only did it hurt, badly, but Nat was watching
the whole thing. It was more shame than she believed she could ever bare. Not
only would she remember this night for the rest of her life, thinking of these
men and how filthy she was every time she gazed at her own reflection, she knew
that Nat would see her like this forever as well. Her poor sister would
remember the sight of Piper being brutally raped for the rest of her life.
For the first time in all her years, Piper truly wanted to die.
The men soon groaned and grunted as they unloaded their cum inside her. Each
one laughed as they came, high-fiving the other in congratulations. Once they
were finished, they quickly pulled out, dropping Piper unceremoniously to the
floor. She landed with a painful thud, knocking the wind from her. She took
several moments to catch her breath, sucking in air as best she could. Once she
had, she began to weep once again, staring at the floor. She couldn't bear to
look up and catch her poor sister's gaze.
One of the men grabbed a chair and placed it a few feet in front of Nat. He sat
down, his rigid cock raised into the air.
"Put her on my lap. I want the little girl to get a good view of her sister
getting fucked." The others laughed and grabbed Piper, lifting her up and
placing her pussy onto the man's dick. His hands went under legs, grasping her
thighs and spreading them, clearly displaying Piper's sopping cunt to her
sister as it was penetrated. He began to thrust up into the reporter, his cock
rapidly pumping inside, a loud sloshing filling the room.
Piper's eyes found her sister's. Both girls were crying, Nat horrified for her
sister, fearful that she might be next, and Piper feeling no end of pain and
shame. Piper closed her eyelids, turning away from her sister and weeping. Nat
tried to do the same, but the men holding her arms shook her.
"You'll watch, you little slut, or we'll do you next." With no choice, Nat
opened her eyes again and gazed at her sister's sexual torment.
Two more men approached Piper, grasping her wrists and lifting her hands to
their cocks. They locked her fingers around their thick members, holding them
in place with their own hands as they slid them back and forth along their wet
dicks. Another approached from the side, grasping Piper's hair in his hand and
turning her head to his cock. He placed it against her lips and pushed inside,
Piper's sobs immediately being muffled.
The four men fucked Piper hard, all of them looking over toward Nat as they did
so, enjoying the little girl's torment as she was forced to witness her
sister's rape. The girl was weeping then, unable to contain her emotions any
longer.
"Stop!" Nat begged. "Please, stop! You're hurting her!" The men all laughed.
"We know," one said. "That's why we're doing it." The man in Piper's mouth in
particular looked angry.
"Come on, you slut, suck it harder! Show your sister how cock-hungry you really
are!" He took her hair in both hands and began to pull her into his pelvis, her
nose and forehead slapping against his sweaty flesh as his cock threatened to
gag her. She squealed in protest, fighting for breath, but found no sympathy
from the laughing men. Her face continue to smack against the man until he
pulled her in tight, holding his cock inside her throat as he began to cum. She
couldn't breathe at all, the man's huge cock gagging her as ropes of his seed
pulsed out and drained down her gullet.
The man pulled out, Piper gasping for breath as thick strands of saliva fell
from her lips onto her breasts. As she coughed and spat, the man in her pussy
began to cum, his nails digging into her thighs. His member clearly began to
jump as it pumped his semen inside, the man grinning at Nat as she watched her
sister being impregnated. The men in her hands then climaxed, string after
string of cum smashing into her face as she coughed. Strands landed over her
eyes, on her nose, back into her hair.
The men picked up Piper, allowing the man beneath her to get up, and set her
back down on the chair. All of the men then gathered around, masturbating as
they looked down on their violated reporter. They congratulated themselves,
insulting Piper, wondering who managed to get her pregnant. After a minute, one
of them came, spewing his jizz all over the woman sitting in the chair, head
lowered, tears flowing from her reddened eyes. He covered her tits, sighing as
he emptied himself onto the girl. The other men all followed suit, plastering
her with their cum, covering every inch of her body with their filthy leavings.
As Piper sobbed, she slumped over in the chair, collapsing to the ground.
Several of the men looked at one another and shrugged. They surrounded her,
continuing to cover her back with their seed, turning her dark hair white, and
plastering her ass and legs. Each man took several turns, cumming all over the
woman on the floor, the men holding Nat rotating so that they too could show
their appreciation to the defeated investigative journalist.
Finally, the men all seemed exhausted. Aldous stood up from Piper's desk, a
stack of papers in his hands.
"That's enough, boys. We've got other things to do. Get ready to leave." The
men all gathered their clothing and dressed, heading outside. The photographer
smiled and laughed with Aldous, quite pleased with the many pictures he'd
captured over the past two hours. He left as well, leaving only Aldous and his
two men holding Nat inside. Aldous walked over, taking the young girl from
their hands. He knelt down next to her, smiling and planting a light kiss on
the back of Nat's next, causing the girl to whine and turn away.
"Piper," Aldous said. "Piper!" Piper managed to lift her head, her one eye
uncovered by cum opening to stare at the man.
"Nat...," she managed to moan. "Please. Leave her be. She didn't do anything."
"Didn't she, Piper? She helped you with your stories, stood outside hawking
your papers, your lies. She publicly announced your deceptions about me to the
public. Face it, Piper, she's guilty as you.” A huge grin crossed his face. “Do
you know why I didn't touch you tonight? Hmm." His gaze turned towards Nat.
"Because I like 'em young."
Aldous leaned into the little girl, his tongue sliding along Nat's neck,
causing her to sob. His hand reached between her legs, his middle and ring
fingers roughly caressing her pussy through her pants.
"And your sister is so very young. Young and nubile." He began to kiss the back
of her neck, Nat beginning to scream and cry as one of the man's hands crawled
up her body, feeling her flat chest while other continued to massage her pussy.
“You know, after what you went through tonight, I was ready to just leave here
with a warning, figuring you'd learned your lesson. Now, though, I find myself
thinking I need to teach your little sister a lesson to.”
“No!” Piper cried, trying to rise. Aldous produced a pistol, aiming it at the
back of Nat's head. Piper froze.
“Now you just stay there, bitch, and watch your sister suffer because of what
you've done.” Aldous shoved Nat to the floor, flat on her stomach. Her grasped
her pants, tearing them off and tossing them away. Nat began to wail,
terrified. The man didn't bother laughing or taunting as the others had. He
merely unzipping his trousers, producing his rigid cock, then stepped between
Nat's legs. He knelt down, grasping her thighs and forcing them apart. He put
the pistol against her back when she began to struggle.
“Sit fuckin' still, you little whore!” She ceased her struggles, though her
sobs continued. He ripped Nat's panties away, then leaned into her body,
pressing his weight down onto her. He pressed his meat against her virgin labia
and shoved hard, forcing his cock deep inside.
Nat went rigid, crying out as her hymen was snapped. Aldous wasted no time,
immediately beginning to thrust forward, pounding his dick inside Nat,
seemingly quite eager to cause the girl as much pain as possible.
Piper could only watch, her eyes catching Nat's, trying to tell her it would be
okay.
“Oh, there's nothing like a pre-teen pussy, especially when it's virginal. That
feel good, baby? No? Well, it feels so very good to me.” His gaze turned back
to Piper. "I didn't touch you because I want you to understand what you stand
to lose if you don't do what I want. It serves my interests to let you continue
to write for me. If you don't, I won't be so generous next time. Screw with me,
and I'll publish my own newspaper. One filled with photos from tonight, showing
the world just how much of a whore Piper Wright is. Not only that, but I will
personally put a baby in your sister while she's chained in my bedroom. Then,
after my men have enjoyed her for a while, I'll publish another paper with her
as the star. And when your shame is complete, everyone made aware that you and
your pretty little sister are nothing but two giant sluts and you can't get
work anywhere in the Commonwealth, I'll be generous and give you two jobs in
one of my brothels. I bet a pair of incestuous sisters would be a big
attraction."
He kissed Nat's neck again. As he continued to ram himself inside the weeping
girl, Aldous began to grunt, swiftly building up to his orgasm.
“Please, don't cum in her!” Piper yelled.
“You gonna do what I say?! You gonna print what I say?!”
“Yes, I promise! Please, don't cum in her!”
Aldous pulled himself out of Nat, quickly kneeling. He began to swiftly jerk
himself off, cumming a moment later, his thick jizz flying into the back of
Nat's head coating her hair with his seed. Having satisfied himself, Aldous
zipped himself up and stepped over to Piper.
"Be sure you remember your promise, Piper. Remember, right now your writing is
more valuable to me than you and your sister are as whores. Keep it that way."
With that, Aldous and his two remaining henchmen walked through her front door,
shutting it behind them.
Nat ran over to her sister, grabbing a towel as she did. She cleaned the thick
layer of cum from her sister's body. For some time, the two held each other,
rocking back and forth as Piper bawled, until she cried herself to sleep naked
on the floor. Nat covered her with a blanket, then went to her own bed and wept
for herself.
***** Penitence *****
Chapter Summary
     After the photos of her rape are published, Piper's reputation is
     ruined. As such, she needs to prostitute herself for leads on
     stories.
Penitence.
Piper could come up with many words to describe her life as of late, and her
actions as a result, but few seemed as appropriate as penitence. Over her long
career as an investigative reporter, she'd made many enemies, pissed off a lot
of people. She did a lot of good, but she caused a lot of problems as well.
She'd never truly believed she could really be hurt. In the back of her mind,
she always knew she was vulnerable, but she know understood how invincible
she'd truly thought herself, and how wrong she'd been.
Her actions had finally caught up with her. Pissing off everyone around her
while having no one to protect her had, as last, resulted in her being
punished. Not only had she been severely tormented, her sister had been hurt as
well. Poor Nat, who'd never hurt anyone in her life, had been raped because of
Piper's actions.
Now, as Piper knelt down in front of her latest contact, her hands on his hips
and his cock in her mouth, she knew what she was experiencing. Penitence.
The man's hand grasped her hair, pulling her head into him again and again, her
nose pushing into his pelvis, his cock sliding along her throat. He moaned and
laughed at the whore on her knees, blowing him for information. Once, she would
have gagged at a cock as large as his smacking against the back of her throat.
Her gag reflex was gone, now. She was becoming quite the proficient cocksucker.
"Yeah, bitch," the man said, grunting. "Just like that. Keep going. Here it
comes." He let out a bestial cry as he pulled her face into his stomach,
holding her there as his cum splashed into her throat, draining down into her
stomach. She held her breath, waiting for him to finish, indifferent to his
actions. After a long moment, the man finished with a sigh. He pulled his cock
from her mouth, chuckling, smiling down at Piper.
"Thanks, babe. Great as always."
Piper took several large gulps of air, catching her breath. She wiped the cum
that had spilled onto her chin away, licking her lips clean as she swallowed
everything the man had spewed into her mouth. She stood, her face a mask of
calm and indifference.
"Glad you enjoyed it," she said, unconvincingly. She didn't give a shit if he
liked it or not, as long as she got what she wanted. The man turned around,
grabbing a folder from a nearby table and handing it to her.
"Here you go. As we agreed." He smiled as she took it. Piper flashed an
insincere smile, then turned to leave.
"Thanks." She opened the door, stepping out into the fading light of the
evening. The man came to stand in the doorway, his cock still hanging out for
all to see.
"See you next time, babe," he called after her. Piper didn't answer, just
walking on.
Her informant didn't live far from Diamond City, so her walk back wasn't long.
As she entered, she heard the sneers and the laughs from the guards, the
catcalls from a few of them, asking if she wanted to hang out with them for the
evening.
She was becoming used to it, sadly. Aldous had kept his promise not to release
the photos... for a little while. Once she'd printed her retraction, admitting
her mistake in defaming Mr. Hedman, a paper was suddenly circulating all
throughout Diamond City. It was little more than porn rag, and the only woman
featured within was Piper Wright. Photos from all angles showed her with cocks
down her mouth, in her pussy and ass, her hands around them. They showed her on
her back on her knees, getting spit-roasted between several men. They showed
her covered in semen, her face slick with men's juices, her hair coated in the
foul jizz.
Piper's reputation was ruined. Everyone now believed she was a massive
nymphomaniac, and that getting such a good dicking from so many well-endowed
men was what had convinced her to soften her stance. A good fuck and the woman
agreed to compromise her journalistic standards. She was a hack, and had no
credibility whatsoever.
It never entered into most people's minds that she was raped. Indeed, the
pictures looked altered, the tears that had been streaming from her face gone.
All the photos used made her look pleased to be getting fucked. Some knew
better, knew very well that Aldous was exactly the kind of man who would rape a
woman to get what he wanted. To most, though, it didn't matter. Easier to
believe that Piper was a harlot.
Now, she couldn't go anywhere without being harassed. Guards called out to her
and occasionally groped her as she passed. Local residents whispered as she
passed, young men and children taunted her as she went by. No doubt, most of
them had begun using the pictures of her rape as spank material. Certainly,
many men and boys had told her how they enjoyed looking at her as they got off.
All she could do was ignore them, and cry when she was alone.
She knocked on the door when she arrived at home. She heard a scuffling from
within, followed by a voice.
"Who is it?" Nat spoke from within.
"It's Piper, Nat," she said. She heard several latches being thrown aside as
Nat unlocked the door. They had taken measures to assure their safety after the
last incident. Not only had they reinforced the door and secured more firearms,
they'd even invented a simple code for entering house. 'It's Piper' got her in,
'It's me' was code for trouble, in which case Nat wasn't to open the door.
Piper was willing to sacrifice her own safety to protect her sister.
The door swung open slightly, Piper slipping inside before it slammed shut, Nat
latching it again. She held a laser pistol in her left hand, a stern look on
her face.
"Everything okay?" Piper asked. Nat just nodded.
"You get what you went out for?" Nat asked.
"Yeah." She held up the folder. "I'll get the story written and get it to
Jorus." Nat nodded, then headed back to her bed. She spent most of her time
there now. Piper watched her go, wanting to cry. Her formerly vocal sister
spoke very little now. It devastated Piper.
She set about writing her story, taking care to disguise her style. She no
longer had her own paper, so thoroughly was her reputation ruined. Instead, she
wrote for another one that had risen in its place. Far more accommodating to
the Mayor and Diamond City's elite, it nonetheless had a good man as its
editor. Jorus Cobb had made a deal with Piper, to secretly publish her stories
under a pseudonym. It was the only way Piper could still do her job as a
journalist.
Not that it mattered in terms of her humiliation. Everyone now treated Piper as
a whore, and it was impossible to get straight answers from anyone anymore. So,
she had to prostrate herself for information, letting men use her in exchange
for their intel. Aldous had threatened to make Piper into a whore if she didn't
do as he said, but his actions had made her into one anyway.
In her room, Piper sat at her desk, tired and upset. She wasn't sure what was
more upsetting: having to whore herself out for stories, or the fact that she
was starting to enjoy herself.
* * *
Vault 81 was exactly as Piper remembered it, guards standing near the entrance,
stopping her as she approached. The only difference being now that their eyes
seemed to be undressing her as she waited. Clearly, the photos of Piper had
reached even there.
Gwen McNamara soon arrived to greet Piper, although greeting might not have
been the correct term. She clearly looked unhappy seeing Piper. That was a look
Piper was much more familiar with. Previously, many people had been unhappy to
see her anywhere she went. She was nosy and managed to get people to make
admissions they otherwise wouldn't have done.
Overseer McNamara, however, had never been one of those people. She liked
Piper, and enjoyed speaking to her. So something had happened to make her
unhappy, and it was probably what was making the guards eye her body hungrily.
Gwen stopped just in front of Piper, crossing her arms over her chest. She
wasn't a slim woman, with some weight on her hips and stomach. She was still
beautiful, though, with short, red hair and ample bosoms that Piper had to
admit she was jealous of.
"Ms. Wright," Gwen said. Piper nodded.
"Oversee McNamara. Good to see you again. I'm here to see...,"
"I know why you're here, Ms. Wright. I've spoke with Andrew, and I know he's
got info for you. I'm just wondering why I should let you into my vault."
"You haven't had a problem with me before, Overseer. Why is there a problem?"
She was just being polite. She knew damn well what the problem was.
"A problem? Yeah, your sick photograph sessions are my problem. Diamond City
may be a hive of filth and lechery, but this is a home of families and good
values. As it is, I've been having to confiscate papers from our young men and
women depicting your disgusting late night activities."
"I didn't agree to those photos being taken or released, Overseer."
"I don't care, Ms. Wright. You're a bad influence, and I don't want you around
the children of my vault."
Piper sighed. Things were so much harder now. Either someone wanted to fuck her
for info, or they wanted to reject her, as if those photos suddenly made people
better than her.
"That said, I'm willing to let you meet Andrew, but you won't enter the vault
proper. Come with me."
Piper wasn't quite sure what was going on, but she guessed the Overseer was
having to deal with vault politics. It would be enough, she hoped. Andrew no
doubt wanted to fuck her for the info, so she wasn't sure if they'd have
sufficient privacy if they couldn't head deeper in.
McNamara led them through a series of doors, into a conference room of sorts.
She shut the door behind them, locking it, and smiling at Piper.
"Let me guess," said Piper, hands on her hips. "You want to fuck me before I
can talk to Andrew." Gwen laughed.
"No, Ms. Wright. I'm not into women, pretty as you are."
A side door opened, eight men entering the room, Andrew among them. All
grinning, all leering at Piper.
"That said," McNamara continued, "I do enjoy watching pretty sluts get what's
coming to them. So, you can talk to Andrew, but you're going to entertain my
people first."
Piper sighed as the eight men surrounded her. This seemed to be her lot, now.
She didn't have any real choice.
"Fine." The men all began to cheer, surging forward towards Piper. Hands groped
her body, grasping her clothes and pulling them off. One man kissed her,
another grasping her ass and squeezing, hard. Soon her shirt was pulled off,
hands roughly pinching her breasts. Teeth gnashed at her naked skin, leaving
bite marks on her flesh.
In short order, she found herself nude, and being dragged to the floor. A cock
shoved into her ass, hard, with no lubrication, no letting the thick rod sink
in slowly. Pain shot through her backside, causing her to cry out. She was
swiftly silenced as another man shoved his cock inside her mouth. Like the man
in her ass, he forced it deep without any thought of her well being. He began
to pump rapidly, forcing his cock to rapidly smack against the back of her
throat. Tears welled up in her eyes. She'd lost her gag reflex, given the sheer
amount of cock she'd been sucking lately, but it still hurt when a rigid
phallus bashed against her sensitive flesh.
In addition to the other two, another man plowed into her pussy, rapidly
thrusting into her. He laughed as his cock rubbed along her vaginal walls,
bashing into her cervix over and over again. Piper groaned as she felt the
pressure mounting on her body, three men all pumping into her, without matching
rhythms, pushing her this way and that all at once.
"Holy shit!" the man in her mouth exclaimed as she continued to shove his cock
into her throat. "She's crying."
"Oh, I bet that's just for show," Piper heard the Overseer say. Her eyes moved
from the man fucking her mouth to McNamara, who sat a few feet away, completely
nude. It turned out that the woman was quite beautiful, despite her weight. Her
huge natural tits were absolutely gorgeous, one of them in her hand as she
squeezed roughly, digger her nails into the pale, freckled flesh. Her other
hand was on her shaved cunt, the woman rubbing her clitoris rapidly.
"Ms. Wright here loves the attention of many men at once, especially when
they're roughly fucking her. We've all seen the pictures. I'll bet she gets
sopping wet just thinking about a half dozen men giving it to her at once.
Isn't that right?"
Piper wanted to cry as Gwen taunted her. Not because she hated being gang
banged... but because the Overseer was correct. She was starting to enjoy it.
As rough as the men were, she was actually feeling good. It felt wonderful to
have a man in both her ass and her pussy at once, and there was something so
erotic, so unbelievably attractive, as having a man thrusting down her throat.
She loved seeing his stomach rapidly thrusting at her face, loved feeling his
warm flesh sliding along her mouth, loved looking up to see his eyes and
smiling face.
Piper wasn't sure if it was a coping mechanism after having been raped, or if
being forced to fuck so many men at once had simply opened her eyes as to how
much she enjoyed it. It didn't matter. She cried, tears of pain and tears of
shame, but the shame wasn't from sex. It was shame that she enjoyed the sex so
much.
The man in her mouth came first, Piper expertly swallowing every drop. The man
over her moaned and laughed, pulling his meat from her mouth and rubbing it
over her face. He gleefully marked her with his cum before walking away, to be
immediately replaced by another man. She opened her mouth to allow him entry,
eager to swallow his cock despite her tears.
The man in her ass came next, filling her with his jizz. She groaned, feeling
her insides filling with his sperm. He stayed inside her for several moments,
laughing and joking with his mate, occasionally thrusting in again just to make
her squeak and slapping her ass hard for his own amusement. Soon enough,
though, he pulled out and extricated himself from under her, a very awkward
series of movements given that she still had two other men on top of her.
Finally, the man in her cunt came, filling her to the brim with his sperm, a
heavy amount by the feeling of it. He groaned, high-fiving one of his mates
before pulling out, a long, errant strand of cum falling onto her stomach as he
did so.
Two men replaced the others, jumping on the chance to fuck the beautiful Ms.
Wright. This continued for some time, the men taking their with Piper's many
holes. Each one had several turns, using every orifice. All the while, Overseer
McNamara sat masturbating, crying out in orgasm several times. Eventually, the
men had their fill, and needed to return to duty, their families, their wives
that they'd just cheated on, or just get some rest from the exhaustive fucking
they'd given the intrepid reporter. Gwen dressed and left, as did all except
Andrew, who stayed for a few minutes to give Piper the info he had and discuss
it with her.
Soon, he'd left as well, leaving Piper alone in the room, covered in cum, the
sticky fluid leaving from her pussy and ass, as well as down her face. She'd
managed to swallow most of what had been shot in her throat, but some had still
spilled out. She wiped her lower face with her hand, coming away with a large
gob of the jizz, bringing it to her mouth and swallowing it. She moaned as she
did, savoring the taste. A small smile crossed her face, Piper finding herself
embarrassed, but oddly satisfied with how events had transpired.
* * *
The trip back to Diamond City wasn't far, but it felt long. Those days, it
always did. Piper's sore bottom, vagina and even thighs made walking any real
distance a little painful. It would be worse the following day, but even just
after her reaming was hard enough.
She approached the entrance, the gate closed, one guard standing outside. She
couldn't see his face behind his mask, but she could feel his smirk, his eyes
watching her as she limped forward.
"Open the gate," she said, unwilling to put up with the guard's usual bullshit.
He did nothing, just staring at the woman in front of him. "Come on. I'm
fucking tired." The man began to chuckle.
"Yeah, I'll bet you're tired." Piper's ire rose, and she didn't know what
pissed her off more. The fact that the asshole was just assuming she'd been out
getting her ass reamed... or that he was correct in that assumption.
"Can you have your fun some other time, please. I want to go home." The guard
chuckled again and approached the intercom.
"Hey guys. I've got Piper Wright out here." The speaker crackled, the distorted
voice of another guard answering.
"Yeah, in here too. We've got her little porn rag as well."
"No, I mean the real Piper. Her beautiful tits and all." Piper crossed her
arms, rolled her eyes and stared at the ground. She knew exactly where the
guard was going.
"Really? What's she wearing?" The guard turned back to her, the light he was
currently standing under illuminating his face beneath the mask, the shadows
giving his grin a sinister shading.
"I don't know about y'all, but all I see if a pair of panties and a 'fuck-me'
smile."
"Oh fuck yes! Opening up!" The sound of gears grinding signaled the gate
beginning to open. The guard walked over to Piper, towering over her.
"Is this how it's gonna be, huh?” she said. “You extorting sex out of a woman
just to let her get to her home?" The man laughed and grabbed her ass,
squeezing roughly.
"That's what you get for showing up late, with no one else around. Clearly, you
wanted this."
The gate ground to halt, five guards walking out to greet Piper.
"What the fuck? She's wearing a lot more than panties, idiot." The first guard
turned and spread his arms to the side.
"That's because you have no imagination. I don't see anything else on her. Just
imagine it. When she's in our booth five minutes from now, do you see her
having any clothes on?" The other men laughed, pushing in to grope at Piper.
"I guess you're right. How about it baby?" The new guard placed his hand
between her legs, squeezing her cunt. "You ready to shed those pesky clothes?"
Piper sighed and started walking towards the guard booth.
"Let's get this over with. I want to get to bed."
The men all hooted and hollered as they crowded into the booth with Piper.
Piper quickly began to disrobe, much to the shared delight of the guards. Soon,
she was naked, her arms crossed as she stared at the men extorting her.
"Well? Gonna fuck me already, or not?"
One of them grinned and moved forward, another one grabbing him and pulling him
back.
"Hey, ass. We have to choose who goes first."
"What? Man, fuck that. I don't want sloppy seconds."
"Well too-fucking-bad. Four of us are going to get sloppy, so we have to figure
this out." As the men began to argue, eventually deciding on several rounds of
rock-paper-scissors, Piper smiled. She didn't bother telling them that none of
them would be the first man she was with in the last hour. She even still had
some leftovers from her previous encounter.
Finally, the men had made up their minds. One would get her pussy first, one
her ass, and one her face. The others would just have to deal with sloppy
seconds. The first man, the asshole who'd accosted her in the first place,
walked up, grabbing her tits and squeezing them hard.
"Alright, bitch," he said after a moment of fondling, "get on your knees."
Piper got down quickly, reminding herself to get a pair of kneepads, and
unzipped the man's trousers. His cock popped out, wet and sweaty. Piper
recoiled in disgust but forced her mouth around the funky member, her mouth
closing around its slick meat. She began to bob her head up and down, Piper
cringing as she gagged slightly on the man's foul taste.
"Oh, yeah," he said, nodding. "Come on, slut, really get it down there!" He
grabbed her head, thrusting himself deeper into her throat. Piper closed her
eyes and dealt with it, finding herself easily able to suppress what little gag
reflex remained. She definitely didn't like having her nose smacking the guy's
moist pelvis, beads of his disgusting, slick, oily sweat falling onto her face.
The man was so gross, she wanted to vomit.
Yet, she knew she wouldn't. Despite everything, she was becoming quite used to
being with such vile creatures.
"Oh, here it comes, bitch!" The man grunted as she spewed into her mouth. She
held her breath, swallowing every drop of the man's putrid cum. Soon he pulled
out, smiling and nodding as the others moved him out of the way, eager for
their turn.
The next man pushed Piper onto her hands and knees, pushing into her ass. He
slid in with ease, her anus not having had any time to tighten up since her
reaming an hour previous.
"Damn, this bitch is loose! I just slid right into her ass! Bet you just love
it in the ass, don't you, slut?"
"Goddamnit," she thought. She actually did. It felt soooo good having a man
thrusting inside her bottom. She hated these fucking guards. She wanted to kiss
Nat good night, drop into her bed, and sleep for a thousand years. Still, the
man's cock felt amazing, and it was at times like that she wished the sex would
never end.
The guard came quickly, filling her behind with yet more cum. The third man
kept her on her hands and knees, thrusting his cock into her pussy. He wasn't
the largest man she'd had even that evening, so he popped right in. Thankfully,
she wasn't dry anymore. The man in her ass got her going, and she'd managed to
work up some lubrication.
"This bitch is wet!" the man cried out. "You really are a cock-slut, aren't
you, babe?" Another man chuckled.
"I bet she'd go for another photo session, with us this time!" The men all
began to cheer, talking about what an amazing idea it was. Piper's gaze turned
to where her jacket lay, her 9mm pistol tucked inside. She'd never let another
man take photos of her. Anyone who tried was dead. Those photos had ruined her
life, and she'd be damned if she'd let anyone ruin it further.
She put it out of her mind, though, and concentrated on the man inside of her.
Despite her anger, she was feeling great, her pussy warm with pleasure. She
began to moan softly, savoring the feeling of cock, a sensation she was
beginning to appreciate more and more.
Soon, the man came, filling her up, putting a small smile on Piper's face,
though she wiped it away before anyone could see. The other two spit-roasted
Piper, fucking her face and her cunt. The man in front of her spat in her face
as he fucked her mouth, causing her to flinch and close her eyes.
"Yeah. Yeah, you're a dirty slut, aren't you?" He spat again, the wad landing
in her hair. She felt more spit on her back, the man behind her following the
other's lead.
"Ha! Dirty fucking slut! Guys, come cover this bitch!"
"Fuck that!" the first one said, moving back over. "I'm gonna make this slut
filthy by pumping her full of more cum!" He crawled under Piper, telling the
guy behind her to move to her ass. He did so, the newcomer shoving his way in
her pussy. The other two men moved over, stroking their dicks. The man in her
mouth grasped her shoulders, holding her up. With her two hands free, she
reached out and grabbed their dicks, swiftly stroking their meat.
For the next minute or so, the only sounds to be heard were the grunting of
men, the wet slapping of flesh against flesh and the sloshing of a woman
cumming all over her sexual partner. The men on her sides groaned as they came,
shooting their loads all over Piper's back.
The men fell away, laughing, sighing, pleased with their evening conquest. One
of them offered Piper a towel, a small but kind gesture. Any gratitude she
felt, though, was offset by her aggravation with having to fuck him in the
first place, and the fact that he called her a slut as he threw it on her. She
cleaned the cum off her back and face, wiped up her nethers, dressed, and
headed into Diamond City.
Nat let her inside, Piper heading straight for bed. She fell onto the blanket
and was almost immediately dreaming of large, thick cocks as they thrust inside
her. A smile played across her face as she fell into unconsciousness.
* * *
The Combat Zone was a fighting ring found in downtown Boston. A nasty place
that Piper did her best to avoid, it was almost always filled with raiders, men
and women eager to see blood spilled in the arena. Outsiders were not welcome,
and usually killed if they dared enter.
Piper had been sent by Irma, the owner of the Memory Den in Goodneighbor, to
meet with Tommy Lonegan, the Zone's proprietor. A ruthless ghoul who made his
money trading on violence (and, Piper suspected, by working with the
Institute), Piper would normally have nothing to do with the man. She was
desperate, though, given how reliable intel had dried up for her.
She was incredibly nervous as she entered, though. Sex with a ghoul was one
thing, although she suspected she wouldn't be fucking Tommy, as he didn't like
smoothskins. However, the man loved spectacle, and given how gangbanging had
become Piper's bread and butter as of late, she feared that she'd end up doing
so in the arena.
Two fighters were duking it out when she entered: a large, bulky raider, and a
slim, athletic redhead. Cait was her name. Piper had heard about her; a woman
indentured to Tommy and forced to fight in the Combat Zone, she apparently
reveled in the violence. She was a fighter, and loved to get her fists bruised
and bloody. Piper found her pretty, watching her red hair flying as her fists
rained down onto her weakening opponent.
She found herself wishing that once, just once, it would be a beautiful woman
who wanted to bang her, not a bunch of ugly, sweaty men.
"There you are, Piper," she heard a gravely voice speak, as if from a man whose
vocal chords had disintegrated over time, or who smoked three packs of
cigarettes a day. To her side stood Tommy Lonegan, the ghoul dressed in a cheap
blue suit, smirking at her and chuckling.
"I was hoping you'd show. Welcome to the Combat Zone. What do you think?"
"I think life's hard enough in the Commonwealth without beating each other to
death."
"Some people don't have much else, you know. Who wants to live a boring life,
slowly dying of radiation poisoning when they could achieve everlasting fame in
the arena?"
"You telling me whoever climbs in that cage isn't immediately forgotten the
moment they fall over dead?" Tommy shrugged.
"Not everyone can be immortal. But champions do arise."
"Enough about your glorified dick waving contests. I heard from Irma you have
info for me."
"Oh, I do. I hear quite a lot in this business. Lots of Chatty-Kathys come
through here. The question is, can you pay?"
"Depends on the info, and the price." Tommy chuckled.
"The info is the location of Aldous Hedman." Piper's mouth fell open, her
breath coming quicker.
"Aldous... you know where he is?" Tommy grinned.
"I do. I have his exact location." Images flooded into Piper's mind, images of
pain, sex, and her poor sister crying as she was raped.
"Where?" Tommy wagged his finger.
"Ah, ah, ah. You need to pay first, then the intel on your rapist is all
yours." Piper's lip twitched, her ire rising.
"And what's your price?" Tommy waved his hands theatrically towards the arena.
"Why my dear, you will star in the greatest show I've ever held. Piper Wright
versus the raiders of the Boston."
Piper's heart skipped a beat.
"Please tell me you don't expect me to fight..."
"Why would I do that, sweetie? No one would bet on such a fight. But they'll
pay for the privilege of fucking your sweet little brains out, baby."
Suddenly, she found herself terrified... and aroused. She could feel her
panties becoming wet, but fear gripped her heart as well. Raiders were not kind
people, in the street while stealing and killing... or in bed, raping and
fucking. Many of them were likely to mistreat her, beating her body while they
fucked her holes.
"Fuck you!" Piper blurted out. "You expect me to climb on stage with those
psychos? They're as likely to fuck me with a switchblade as they are to
orgasm."
"Have no fear. They'll be completely stripped before they go in, and no man
will be allowed to beat you in any way. Cait'll be in the ring, and she'll be
armed, ready to beat any man who touches you the wrong way. Beat him to death,
if necessary.
"This is a one-time offer, baby. Walk away from this, and my intel on Aldous
will vanish with the night. This is your only chance to find him. Waddya say?"
* * *
"Gentlemen! I use the term loosely of course. Welcome to the Combat Zone, and
our special, one night only event!"
Piper had to admit, Tommy Lonegan was a piece of shit, but he was one hell of a
showman. She stood behind him, in the darkness of the stage, wearing a crimson
nightie, red heels, pink panties, and nothing else. She watched as he swept
about the stage, his words echoing through the stands, his hands tracing arcs
theatrically through the air. No doubt, he'd whip the bandits in front of him
into a frenzy before the show began.
Which wasn't good for Piper.
"No need to be nervous," said a thick Irish drawl from her side. Cait gave
Piper a warm smile. "Any of 'em get too rowdy, I'll beat 'em off you." She
slapped the baseball bat she held into the palm of her hand.
"Thanks," said Piper in a dry tone. She wasn't feeling any better.
"And what such attraction do I speak of, gentle viewers, that you will pay so
heavily for the chance to participate in!? None other than the chance to enjoy
the lovely, the talented, sensual and seductive Piper Wright!"
Tommy turned, his hand pointing back to Piper as a spotlight turned on,
illuminating her as she stepped forward. She had difficulty walking, unused to
heels as she was. She hardly noticed, though, enraptured as she was by the sea
of vicious faces screaming at her, announcing their joy at being able to fuck
her.
The next minute was a blur for Piper. Tommy announced the price for her, and
the chance to go first was quickly auctioned off. Soon, a giant raider made his
way towards the stage, spikes jutting from his rusted armor and a vicious smile
that sent chills through Piper spread across his face. Once nude, he climbed
up, making straight for Piper. He wasted no time, walking straight up to her,
grasping her arms and shoving his tongue down her throat. Piper recoiled in
disgust, gagging on the man's filthy taste.
He quickly pushed her to the ground, grasping her panties and tearing them
clean off her body. He quickly produced his penis, grinning down at the woman
beneath him as he displayed it to her. He was huge, larger even than Big Jim
had been. It's skin was rough and dark, mirroring the image of the man it
belonged to. Sweat dripped from the man's shaved head, falling onto Piper's
face, causing her to cringe.
"Oh, I've been dreaming about this day since I saw those photos of you, bitch.
Now you're mine!" The raider shoved himself inside Piper, causing her to cry
out in pain. She wasn't nearly as tight as once she'd been, but it still hurt
being fucked by the man's giant dick. The others in the audience all cheered,
celebrating the beautiful Piper Wright being taken by her first raider of the
night. No doubt, each and every one of them was gleefully awaiting their own
turn.
The man sat inside her for a moment, unmoving, savoring the feel of her warm
chamber. Then, he began to pound his cock into her. He didn't take his time,
nor did he build up slowly. He began to fuck her as hard as he could, as fast
as he could. Piper hadn't been lubed up, and her vagina was as dry as a bone.
The man was rubbing her insides raw. She'd hoped to have time to get over her
shame, build up her arousal, but the man had no interest in letting her become
wet.
Maybe he just wanted to cum immediately. Maybe her pain turned him on. Probably
both.
"Stop!" she cried out. "Slow down! You're too big! You're hurting me!"
"Good, bitch!" the man spat out, spittle flying onto her face. "I want it to
hurt! That way you'll remember my big fat dick, slut!" He laughed, continuing
his rapid pounding.
Piper turned her face away from the man, only to open her eyes to a sea of men
cheering at her, ready to fuck her, all enjoying her suffering. She turned her
head the other way, closing her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks.
She was thankful for the nightie. As it was, her back was sliding painfully
along the rough wooden floor. Without the garment, she might have found herself
with splinters in her back. In addition, the floor was covered in blood from
the many fights in the arena, some of it fresh and wet. She had no interest in
having sex in such disgusting pools.
The man began to grunt, clearly already approaching climax. Piper was grateful.
He was too big, and despite the fact that he was giving her labia a somewhat
pleasant feeling, her pussy was burning as he rubbed along her vaginal walls.
She needed him to finish, to cum, and give her some lubrication. Finally, he
cried out, filling her pussy with his sticky semen. He growled as he finished,
chuckling and leaning down. His tongue slid over Piper's cheek, the woman
squealing and closing her eyes.
After, the man stood, flexing for the audience, his cock still hanging out,
jizz dripping along its immense length.
"And now good viewers, its your turn to have a go at our lovely reporter,"
Tommy said as he swept across the stage once more, the giant Raider climbing
down. "One at a time, though. Wait. No, we'd be here all night. Two at a time?
Hmm, better, but I think our slutty little performer can take more. Let's give
her three dicks at a time! Pay your caps and ride the bitch!"
Piper had been paying little attention, just waiting for the gang bang to
begin. Within moments of the announcement, though, another raider picked her
up, placing her on top of him. Her pushed his cock against her anus, causing
her to cry out.
"No! Don't go in fast!" The man just laughed, thrusting himself inside her ass.
Piper's head flew back, tears flying from her eyes as pain racked her backside.
The man was big, not as big as the last man had been, but big enough to hurt.
She calmed down after a moment, however. It would get better soon. He would
cum, lubricate her ass, and when the next man thrust into her, her ass would be
stretched and slick.
Thankfully, that was already the case with her cunt, as another man rammed
himself into her pussy, up to the hilt. She cried out as his cock bashed into
her cervix, causing her further pain. Both began to pump into her, with no
rhythm between them. Piper tried to calm herself, put the pain out of her mind.
She was distracted, though, when another man placed his hand against her head
and turned it towards his dick.
"Suck me off, you reporter whore!" the man demanded. Piper opened her mouth to
protest, only to have the man's cock silence her. She was becoming used to men
being rough with her, but she desperately wished they'd give her some time to
ease into it.
Still, she had to admit... it didn't feel awful. She started to suck the man
off, tasting the cum already oozing from his head. It was sweet, sweeter than
she expected from a raider. Despite the pain of the man in her ass shoving
himself in, it did feel good having him rubbing along her insides. And the man
banging against her cervix... Well, she'd become quite used to that, and it
felt amazing.
Piper continued to groan and grunt, the occasional squeal of pleasure escaping
her lips past the cock in her mouth. She had little room to move, and couldn't
manage to get herself into a comfortable position, but the experience wasn't
horrible.
The man in each of her holes came soon, filling her with their warm seed. Piper
had become used to preparing to swallow a man's juices when he spewed into her
mouth, and she had little trouble downing every drop. The men pulled out and
walked away, laughing and joking about their conquest. As Piper lay on the cold
floor, warm ooze leaking from her cunt, she was thankful that Nat had told her
to go see the Doctor beforehand. She had no interest in bearing one of these
horrible raider's men. Bad enough that she'd been scared one of Aldous' men had
impregnated her. She'd begun taking contraceptives, and would keep doing so
until she and Nat managed to leave the Commonwealth.
She sat for a moment, breathing heavily, before she felt herself being lifted
into the air. Another man placed her on top of him as he lay down, this time
with her tits pressing into his chest. Her thrust into her cunt, another man
soon taking his place in her ass. A third came by, Piper opening her mouth to
welcome the man inside her.
Piper lost track of time. Trio after trio came up, fucking her again and again.
She had no idea if she'd fucked them all and was just servicing some of them a
second time. Perhaps not, and it merely seemed as if the number of Raiders in
the Zone continued to increase. Indeed, that was a possibility, and more
raiders might have begun to arrive after they heard about the evening's event.
Soon, she was positively drenched in cum. It oozed from all three of her holes,
pooling all around her, a bed for a slut to lie upon. She lay with her eyes
closed, breathing heavily, waiting for more. She couldn't believe that she
actually wanted more, but the evening had thus far been quite fun. Frightening,
but fun. She'd cum again and again, losing herself as the men had pulsed their
seed into her repeatedly, sending her into an orgasmic trance. One cock made
her cum, as did the next, and the next after that, and the next after that, and
so on.
She didn't want to be there. She wanted to be home, warm, holding Nat, spending
time with someone she cared for. But she had to admit that it did feel good to
have man after man fuck her.
Suddenly, she found herself flipped onto her back and one of her legs lifted
up. A soft warmth pressed into her sex, a surprising sensation given the amount
of rigid dicks she'd taken in the past few hours. She wiped the cum from her
eyes, looking up to see a naked Cait holding onto her leg. Their sexes were
pressed together, Cait's hairy cunt rubbing gently against her own, slishing
back and forth as she rubbed her fresh pussy against Piper's soaked and
violated vagina.
Cait smiled down at Piper, a kind expression on her face. It sent a spike of
warmth and gratitude through Piper, who'd only experienced vicious men plowing
the hell out of her thus far. The gentle trib of a woman made her feel so much
better at that moment, so much safer.
"Aren't they beautiful, gentlemen?!" Tommy announced. "Our lovely ladies,
sharing a tender lesbian moment together. Isn't Cait's hairy red pussy just
lovely?" A roar of agreement went up.
"Who'd like to fuck the Irish lass?!" Cait's head whipped around.
"Not fuckin' 'appenin'!" she cried out. Several of the raiders laughed, Tommy
just giving the woman a dirty look. Cait turned her head back to Piper, smiling
down at the cum-covered woman and blowing her a kiss. Piper's eyes closed, lost
in the sapphic pleasure of their womanly embrace, their slick cunts rubbing
together swiftly, over and over again. Both women soon cried out, cum flowing
down Piper's stomach as Cait ejaculated into her. The woman climbed off Piper
and layed her down gently, blowing her yet another kiss.
"Well, that was something!" Tommy announced. "Now, though, I think we should do
something a little more amazing! I need four men in here. 'But Tommy,' I hear
you say, 'she only has three holes!' True, gentlemen. Congratulations on being
able to count to three. But who says she only has to take one dick per hole?!"
"What...?" Piper thought.
"Who's ready," Tommy continued, "for some DVDA?!" A massive cheer went up from
the raiders. Piper sat up, eyes wide. Had she heard right? They were going to
go... two to a hole?
Four men soon poured onto the stage, rushing over to the reporter. She held her
hands out, asking them to wait, to take it slow, but not a single one listened.
Quickly, Piper was lifted once more into the air, her pussy placed down onto a
cock. She was so stretched at that point that she hardly felt it, but the
second one that slid in next to the first she felt. It began to pull her pussy
open even more than it already was. A tearing sensation flowed through her, and
she groaned in aggravation.
"No, stop, let's take our time here," she protested. It met with no results.
Almost immediately another man pushed inside her ass, and a few seconds later,
another cock slid in right next to it.
It was too much. One after another had pushed inside her, the pressure of so
many thick cocks in her nethers causing her extreme discomfort.
She didn't say anything further, though. The sensations weren't painful, merely
unpleasant. And it a strange way, it pleased her to feel that way. As the four
cocks inside began to thrust into her, two banging into her cervix, two rubbing
along her ass, her mouth flew open, crying out, release a screeching noise
half-way between a scream of pain and a scream of ecstasy.
Feeling four men moving in her at once was breathtaking. She had no words to
describe what she was experiencing. It was absolute bliss, a feeling of
physical perfection, as if at that moment in time, her body was exactly as it
should have been. She was a cocksleeve, a receptacle for the cum of dozens of
men, all of them strangers. Piper Wright disappeared at that moment, replaced
by a slut she'd never known existed.
She continued to bounce forward on the man beneath her, tits rubbing against
his hairy chest. Her eyes were closed tight, her mouth open in a constant cry
of both pleasure and pain. Her tongue stuck out, saliva dripping onto the
floor.
Soon, they all came, their cum flowing out onto the floor. As each one pulled
out, a torrent of semen flooded from within. The four stood, cheering and
laughing, looking down on the woman lying at their feet. Their fluid continued
to pour out, soaking her legs even further.
Piper didn't know what to think. Shame filled her, as she lay still, tears
stinging her eyes, a pool of cum her bed. Fitting for a whore like herself. On
the other hand... she felt so good. Those men had been amazing, even better
than the ones at the vault. What was wrong with her? Why was she enjoying it?
She'd spoken to rape victims many times in her years as a reporter, and none of
them claimed they began to enjoy being gang banged.
She had no idea what was happening to her, and no clue if it was a good thing
or not. All she knew was that her job had become both harder and more enjoyable
simultaneously.
“And to cap off the evening, gentlemen,” she heard Tommy say, “what's say we
end with the man who began it all?”
Piper's eyes opened slightly, wondering what exactly he was referring to. She
was so tired, her mind hardly able to work.
A moment later, amidst a chorus of cheers, fingers grasped her hair, pulling
her head up. She cried out in pain, her eyes flicking up to the raider holding
her, and through a haze of fatigue and strands of cum covering her eyes, Piper
recognized the giant man who'd been the first to fuck her that evening.
“Miss me, whore?” he said as he rammed his cock into her throat. Piper's eyes
went wide, her breath suddenly cut off as the man's immense meat filled her
gullet. Her hands flailed against the man's legs, trying to get him to release
her, let her breathe. He didn't care on bit, and began to thrust himself in and
out of her mouth, his hand pulling her head swiftly into his body. Her nose
smacked against his skin painfully, adding to the extreme discomfort of the
moment. She could hardly breathe, could hardly stay awake, and the man was
bashing her nose in.
“Why...,” she thought. “Why...? Why... am I enjoying this?”
Delirium seemed to have set in, and Piper could hardly manage to keep herself
conscious. She felt the man's slick cock sliding along her throat, felt her
struggles to breathe, her face smacking into the man. It was all becoming
vague, though, blurry. As if it was all unimportant, and she was falling away
to some distant land. She felt the man's cum filling her throat, heard a
guttural growl from both close and far off. She swallowed, breathing, sucking
in air as the cock pulled from her throat.
Then her head fell towards the floor, and darkness claimed her.
* * *
Piper closed and locked the door behind her as quietly as she could manage. It
was incredibly late, four am, and she didn't want to wake Nat. She groaned and
grunted softly as she crossed the room. Her backside and nethers hurt
immensely. She'd never been so exhausted in her life, and the soreness of her
nethers had made the journey home a nightmare.
She walked over to her sister's bed, located in the space beneath her loft. Nat
lay asleep, her covers pulled over her body. Piper smiled down at her, hoping
that she was having sweet dreams.
Her brow furrowed, though, when she noticed the corner of a paper sticking out
from under her bedding. Piper stepped over her sister careful, pulling out the
paper ever so slightly to reveal the newspaper in which the nude photos of
Piper had been published.
"What the fucking hell?" Piper thought. Why did her sister have that damn
newspaper? Why was she looking at such horrible pictures, a reminder not only
of her sister's rape but of her own as well?
Piper didn't pull the paper any further out, and simply left it where it was.
She decided she'd ask Nat about it the next day. For now, she wanted to get
writing. Tommy was a man of his word, and had given Piper the information she'd
bargained for. Apparently, he'd initially offered to let the raiders have her
unconscious body, but Cait had put a stop to that, threatening to bash in the
brains of any man that tried it. Based on the blood splatter on her skin when
she woke, someone had indeed tried.
Piper walked up the stairs to her bedroom, sitting down at her desk and turning
her computer on. As she placed her fingers on the keyboard, ready to type, she
paused. She knew she needed to ready the story, but she had something else in
mind instead. A short work of fiction.
Her fingers began to rattle across the keys, tapping out the story of a young
woman who discovers the joy of sex with large groups of strangers. She blushed
as she imagined the things happening to the girl, her joy and bliss and
ecstasy. Piper's undid her trousers, her fingers slipping beneath her panties
as she imagined the story of the girl in her head.
Cocks surrounded her, thrusting into her, cumming on her. She was in a sea of
lovers, a sea of dicks, all for her.
She cried out when she came, her hand flying over her mouth, hoping that she
hadn't woken Nat.
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