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I drove along the silent road; it should have been busy with streams of cars and lorries. There had 
been no traffic to be seen since I had left Hereford. I looked over the hedge into the neat fields; I 
could see a tractor stopped in the corner of the field. I finally reached the drive to my parents 
farm. I wondered what I would find on this still silent day. I automatically pulled up outside the 
back door. The cows were standing in the collecting yard by the milking parlour, the automatic 
processes were continuing, as they should. I walked through to the dairy and saw that milk was 
pouring from the overflow on the collecting tank and on down the drain. I went across and smelled 
the milk; it was still fresh. I quickly went to the control panel, opened the valve to the cheese vat 
and allowed the milk to run in. The overflow quickly stopped running. In an hour, I had everything 
sorted in the milking parlour and dairy. Now it was time to see what had happened in the 
farmhouse. I walked slowly back across the farmyard and went to open the back door into the 
kitchen. I didnt have to use my key. There on the table was a letter, I picked it up and read.

To whom it may concern.
		Obviously, we have not survived and you have, hopefully it will be a relative or 
friend, but if not the book on the table contains all the information you will need to run this farm. 
We are leaving now for the hospital. There should be no surprises here, I sent our workers in as 
they fell ill. Goodbye; and good luck. 

Now I knew my parents had not survived the great terror, the disease that had swept the world. No 
one had ever said how many had been infected, let alone been killed. I just knew the end had been 
quick. I picked up the book and on the first page were the directions to the safe and the 
combination. In it were the keys to the farm, the buildings and the machinery. I could see that two 
keys were missing; I guessed one was still in the tractor in the field and the other was outside the 
hospital in my mums old car. I went up to my old room and changed out of my uniform. I stored 
my rifle in the locker that still held my shotguns. Most of my luggage on the fourteen ton six by 
six lorry and trailer was weaponry. From the Self Loading Rifles right through to the Rocket 
Propelled Grenades. I even had a full magazine of explosives. That was my job; I was an 
armourer with The Royal Logistics Corps. I had been assisting the crazy men from Hereford, yeah 
the SAS. It had been a fun secondment and had seen me move up to staff sergeant. I had been 
managing the preparation of mobile arsenals for use at specialist jobs. Along with its matching 
trailer, I had enough equipment to outfit a small army in the lorry. It could, if necessary, be used 
as a fighting platform. It was safe against rocket-propelled grenades and lower, but anything 
heavier could take me out. 

I spent the rest of the day checking stores, propane gas for the generator and the farmhouse and 
diesel for the tractors. The barns were full of feed for the animals and the larder and freezers full 
of food for me. My parents had farmed organically for years; the hens were free range but had 
evidently been penned in the barn with feeders when my parents were taken ill. My first task was 
to let the hens out and collect the eggs, what I would do with them all I wasnt sure. If the worst 
came to the worst I could always dry them and store the dried egg in the freezer. 

Days and weeks passed, I amused myself setting up a CB radio, it would broadcast a short 
message then listen. It was set so that if there were a response then the speakers would switch in, 
my message it ignored. I knew there were people in the area, or at least passing through as I 
sometimes saw evidence of a camp in the woods, but people I didnt see. As the summer turned to 
autumn, I started to bring in logs for the fire. I celebrated the first frost with a wood fire that I lit 
just after lunch. I made sure that there were some green logs on the fire. The column of smoke 
rose high into the clean clear air I knew it would be visible for miles in the clear air. That was 
something I did appreciate. The house was situated just below the crest of the South Shropshire 
hills. Over the months, I had been busy securing my longer-term fuel supplies. I had ridden my 
motorbike to Ellesmere Port refineries and collected 10 tankers full of LPG and another 10 of 
diesel fuel. They were parked along with two tractor units behind my barns. It was only after I had 
recovered the last diesel tanker that I thought about the oilseed rape fields. They would create 
plenty of fuel for the tractors

It was the end of October and the first storm of the autumn came crashing in. The wind was 
howling in the trees and then the rain started. My yard was running with water. I had brought all 
my animals in at the first signs of trouble. It was cosy sitting in the bay window watching the rain 
lash across the ground, the log fire crackling in the grate. My alarm sounded and I looked up to see 
a boy run through the rain towards my door. I picked up the pistol from the brackets by the door. 
He looked a drowned rat, his hair was hanging down his neck and face in rats tails, and his clothes 
were baggy and shapeless. He looked about 15 or 16 and, as I could see he had no weapons on him, 
I invited him in. He stood in the hall, water dripping from his body.

I think you could do with a bath whilst I get those clothes washed and dried. There is a dressing 
gown on the back of the door. I took him to the bathroom and heard him lock himself in. Two 
minutes later an arm snaked around the door with the wet clothes and then I heard the door 
relocked. I slipped through to the utility room and put the clothes in the washing machine and then 
into the kitchen to put the kettle on. Food I would prepare when he came out of the bathroom. 
Finally he came out of the bathroom; his hair tied back in a ponytail. He looked very effeminate.

Does that feel better? I was answered by a nod of the head, then I looked more closely at his, or 
was it her body, I could see the gown swell out above the belt. Youre a girl arent you? Whats 
your name?

Im Mandy, Im fourteen and Ive been passing myself off as a boy because I was frightened, Ive 
been watching you and your dog for  weeks, I first saw you driving a tanker and I started heading 
south in your direction. Finally I saw your chimney smoke, which guided me in. I wanted to meet 
up with someone who wanted to stay put and not roam and plunder. With that, she started to 
weep.

What's the matter?

I escaped a band of people in Liverpool; they had taken people and were raping them. They had 
set up a base in Sefton Park. I managed to evade them and escaped through the Mersey tunnel, 
they got my friend.

Do you think she will still be alive?

I dont know, I think that all the women and girls were captives.

Did they see you escape?

No, definitely not, if they had seen me I wouldnt have escaped them. 

In which case do you want to try and rescue her?

Could we, but I saw about 15 men in their leather jackets.

 Did you look in my barn? I saw her shake her head. Well now the rain has stopped and I can 
hear the dryer has stopped, if you get dressed Ill take you out there, I have something to show 
you. I got her clothes out of the washer/drier and she slipped into the bathroom and dressed. We 
walked across to the barn and she gasped as the barn doors slid open and she saw the olive drab 
lorry in front of her, the .5 Inch Heavy Machine Gun mounted on the roof of the cab 6 foot above 
her head. 

I was the armourer working with the SAS to create a mobile arsenal, and thats what that is; Im a 
staff sergeant with The Royal Logistics Corps. I was in Hereford, at the SAS base when this hit. 
We can drive down there and train you to shoot and then we can go back to Liverpool to rescue 
your friend.

Oh please, can we leave now?

Sorry no, we have to set the farm up so that the animals will be safe whilst we are away. Three 
days in Hereford then back here for a day, then off to Liverpool. With that, I was grabbed around 
the neck and thoroughly kissed. I could feel smallish breasts boring into my chest. She looked up 
at me.

Whats your name?

Im Martin, but my friends call me Mac, Im 33. I led her across to the animal houses and 
started switching the automatic systems on. They could keep the livestock healthy for a week, 
maybe two at a time. I drew off an extra jug of milk from the refrigerated holding tank.

If thats milk can I have a drink of it please? I havent had milk since the illness started. I 
nodded my head then drew off another pint of ice-cold creamy milk into a glass and passed it 
over. The look on her face as she drank it was a picture. The night had drawn in whilst we were 
working in the barn and we moved into the kitchen where I set to preparing our meal. The meat 
came from the freezer and the veg from the farm. I heated some soup up and cut chunks of home 
made bread, which we used to soak up the soup. Mandy just kept eating, she left me behind, but I 
suspected her meals had been irregular to say the least. 

I took her up to my sisters room and showed her the clothes she had left behind.

I doubt if Kirsti will be back to use these, so if any of them fit you are welcome to use them. I 
then left her and went to my room to shower. I was soon in bed thinking through how to train 
young Mandy and what I should train her on. I very quickly dropped off to sleep. I was woken by a 
small body climbing into bed with me; I could hear her quietly sobbing.

Whats wrong Mandy?

I had a nightmare and I felt alone, can I join you?

Of course you can. I pulled my covers down and allowed her to join me in the warm. I felt her 
skin in contact with mine; it seemed we both slept in the nude. My Percy reacted by becoming 
rock hard.

Im sorry about Percy here; he has decided that he likes you. She rewarded me with a small 
giggle.

I could see that you had nothing on your top and guessed that the rest of you was similarly 
undressed, so I left your sisters nighty on the chair to join you. I could feel Mandy pasted against 
me, her head tilted up, asking for a kiss. I responded, our lips opened and her tongue carefully 
explored my lips. She pulled away and looked at me. I dont know how far I want to go tonight; 
this is fine, but.

Thats no problem Mandy, I wont force you to go one inch further than you want to.

Thanks Mac. 

I continued to caress this little girls fresh young body and before I knew what was happening I was 
pumping hot sticky cum over her thighs. It was the first time in years that I had cum without direct 
physical stimulation. I soon dropped back off to sleep. I woke up in the early dawn light. Mandy 
was sitting up looking down on me.

Morning Mac, thank you for last night, you cant begin to understand what you did for me.

Well Mandy I have to confess that I enjoyed it too. With that we got up, showered, and went 
down for breakfast. We had set up the farm to run itself for a few days so I loaded fresh food into 
the lorry and we set off for the SAS base in Hereford. It was only about a thirty-mile drive before I 
was entering the main gate of the barracks. I drove around the parade ground and then behind the 
main barracks and drew up outside my old domain, the armoury. The first thing I saw was that the 
padlock that I had put on the door had been broken off. I told Mandy to stay in the cab whilst I 
investigated. I released the strap holding my knife in its sheath and chambered a round in my rifle. 
As my rifle poked through the door, it was met by one coming out. I recognised my corporal; he 
had been away during the mass deaths.

Mac, its good to see you alive.

Its good to be alive, I have a young lass who escaped from Liverpool, unfortunately she left one 
of her friends behind and I want to train her enough to help get her friend back. 

Well its a good job Im here then, isnt it?

Indeed it is. I turned back and called. Mandy, one of my colleagues is alive. Mandy climbed 
down from the cab and I introduced her to Dusty White. He was an SAS corporal. 

Actually Mac, there are seven of us, we were on exercise in our NCBC suits, we went out in them 
and spent 14 days sealed up, we knew something was up from the radio. We told them to stay 
sealed in until we got back. They were testing living in a secured environment as part of the same 
operation, when they left the radio room they were in Noddy suits, you know the procedure out 
through the airlock and back after a anti everything spray. It has kept them alive. The information 
that came through was a terrorist release that went wrong; no country in the world has escaped. 
The agent was viable for about a week, a very few like you are obviously immune, and then there 
are some like us who were isolated from it. We havent picked up any forces broadcasts. We had 
been wondering what we were going to do.

Well if you want to come back to my family farm you are more than welcome, but first I have a 
little nest of bandits in Sefton Park to sort out.

Ooh that sounds like a bit of fun, what can we use?

Well I was planning on using the contents of my mobile arsenal.

What about the rules of engagement?

Whatever you like, there arent any brass around, well there may be a few in Whitehall, but there 
arent any in Hereford! with that we moved into the armoury. There were a dozen people, Dusty, 
six squaddies and five women radio operators. The girls were surprised to see Mandy in her ill-
fitting clothes.  

We were soon introduced, Tim, Ray, Dave, Ian, Hugh and Richard, better known as Dick; on the 
mens side and Anna, Esther, Ruth, Sally and Becky on the womens side. They had set up a small 
area as living accommodation and had been checking my stores. Anna decided that Mandy had to 
be redressed and so the girls took her over to the stores and kitted her out with all that a young 
SAS support worker needed; to be honest I didnt recognise her when she came back in a set of 
well fitting utilities. We decide to bring over the living wagons that the SAS had designed; they 
each could hold eight men. The final decision was to take three living wagon sets, the mobile 
arsenal and two armoured vehicles, the Scimitar and the Saxon armoured personnel carrier. We 
took Mandy and the other girls to the range and we taught them to fire all our armament, we even 
let them test fire the Scimitar. The girls loved it; they had never been allowed to train on the 
mens range. Two days later, we were on our way back to my farm. We all drove, well all except 
Mandy. We had the arsenal, the personnel carrier, the three living vans, the Scimitar; the others 
included the mobile medical centre and four Lorries and trailers loaded with rations, fuel and 
spare equipment. We each had clansmen radios set into my main control unit in the arsenal. 
Mandy had been taught to run the clansman net and acted as our linkman. All our vehicles had 
their heavy machine guns mounted on their gun rings in the cab roofs. We were soon drawn up 
outside the farmhouse. We then set too and sorted out the farm and the battle order for the 
following day. The farm was easiest to deal with. The battle plan was something else. We had the 
five women handling two living vans, the medical centre and the spare fuel and ammo. I drove the 
mobile arsenal. We had the Scimitar armoured car in the lead followed by the armoured personnel 
carrier. We drove north and carefully navigated the old Kingsway tunnel into Liverpool. We set up 
camp just inside the north entrance of the tunnel; we unloaded two RPG launchers and three heavy 
machine guns. It didnt take long to set up a defensible position. We loaded the APC with 
weaponry and Mandy showed us the layout she had seen at Sefton Park. When we had this sorted, 
we mounted up, Mandy was in the armoured medical centre with two of the other women and the 
men were in the Scimitar and the APC. Then we were on our way along the dock road to 
Otterspool and then north to the entrance to Sefton Park by the lake. Night had fallen as we 
approached the park and we were all using night vision equipment. We soon found the camp just 
by the old boating lake. We could see most of the gang by the boathouse; a large bonfire was 
blazing and half a dozen occupied stakes alongside it. We had decided to encircle the camp 
including one of our team who was coming in under water. He had a waterproofed rifle and night 
sight. He would act as a sniper to defend the occupants of the stakes. We soon had them 
surrounded; the medical wagon was defended in the rear. I gave the two taps on the mike and our 
targets were lit with our laser sights, we were each shifting from our primary to our secondary 
targets. My amplified voice called on them to lie down and surrender. Six did, nine tried to pull 
their pistols from holsters. Eight went down with a single bullet, the last took eight as we all 
shifted to the last remaining gang member and shot him down. We turned towards the boathouse. I 
called to the men on the ground.

Is there anyone else in the boat house? before they answered, we heard a strangled male scream 
and a response from the boathouse.

There was one, he turned his rifle on you and we took advantage. Oh dear he seems to be 
bleeding to death, what a pity, not. There was an unintelligible noise and then the voice 
returned. He wanted us to do first aid where we had ripped his cock and balls out, we didnt help 
him. The doors opened and the lights went on. I checked the single room whilst Dusty sorted out 
the six who surrendered putting the plastic ties on ankles and wrists. We brought the armoured 
vehicles up to illuminate the scene. Our women went to the stakes carefully taking down the 
people tied there. One they left and came over to me.

Serge, we dont know how to help that one, his arms and legs are broken, his head has been 
battered and hes bleeding from his ears. They have a video camera set up and filming him, we 
stopped it.

Ill come and look. I walked over I could see at a glance that his limbs were shattered, with bone 
breaking the skin in places. He was groaning in pain.

You cant help me, can you finish me. I cant feel my legs so I know they broke my back. My ribs 
are broken and every breath hurts. I have watched several of these shows and know I only have a 
little time. Knowing what they did to others I can guess that my ribs, back, pelvis, thighs and 
calves are all shattered along with both arms. I guess my back was a mistake, as they liked their 
victims to feel everything. I have been wrecked internally with a glass-studded dildo. Those six 
were involved with the rest, can I watch them die?

Certainly, but it will be a bullet for them, even my men couldnt do what they have done to you.

Thats fine. With that, I gave him his first shots of morphine from our battle packs. He was soon 
relieved of most of his pain; we supported him on padding before cutting him free. Dusty came 
over and confirmed that what he had seen on the video backed up what we had been told. I called 
the platoon together and gave them their orders. Shoot the gang members. We walked over, 
shouldered our weapons and wiped out the vermin. We then set too and treated the wounds of the 
captives. We gave more morphine to the tortured man until he slowly stopped breathing. 

The next hour was spent cleaning up the captives we had released. Mandy found her friend, still 
alive and relatively unharmed. There were fifteen women and girls and four men and boys and 
three baby girls. We collected what was of use, cars and motorbikes and with them in the middle 
of the convoy, we returned to the tunnel camp. They had been setting up a bathing station and a 
field kitchen and we were able to turn our rescued over to them. Mandy took her friend and 
brought her over to me.

Mac, this is Rachel, she and I survived the great death together and we just rescued her, can she 
travel with us?

Of course she can, take her through the bath house and then bring her back for food. Well head 
back for the farm in the morning. It was a joyous camp that night as we continued to mount guard 
through the night and to prepare for the future.

Morning came and we fed like kings on the food I had supplied from the farm. I then drew 
everyone together as I stood on the hull of the Scimitar. 

For myself I am returning to my family farm. There is room for everyone who wants to join me. 
Any who do join me will have to help work the farm to help me create a future. My recent training 
has been in warfare and I pledge to protect those who join me. Those who wish to strike out on 
their own I will supply from what we have. In half an hour, I will be at the mobile armoury, that 
vehicle there. I will issue weapons and ammo; I will help you obtain suitable transport. Those who 
want to come with me please move over to behind the field kitchen. After everyone has chosen 
those leaving will promise to go peacefully. The rest will come with me. I jumped down from the 
tank and grabbed Mandys hand; Rachel shyly took my other hand.

Can I go with you and Mandy?

Of course you can. I smiled down at her as she lifted her arms up and kissed me on the lips. I 
loaded them into the cab of the mobile arsenal and locked them in to stay safe. I walked round the 
back and was not surprised to see that no one wanted to leave. I reclaimed Mandy and Rachel and 
together we headed over to the field kitchen. I was greeted with a round of applause. 

Im glad to see you all wanting to stay with us. I must now ask what skills you can offer to us all 
as a group.

 Dusty was sitting at a portable desk, a field computer in front of him noting down, personal 
details and skills. We ended up with six soldiers skilled mainly in field survival, Dusty had man 
management skills as an extra; I had that mix plus skills as an armourer and farmer. We also had a 
GP, a nurse, two primary school teachers, we also had an alternative energy installer, and a 
computer engineer and the rest were office workers who had sidelines in gardening and one who 
had his own traction engine. There were also the three teenagers and a pre teen, who were willing 
to learn anything and three babies who had been born since the death. 
We decided to send out the doctor, the energy installer and the traction engine owner with an 
armed escort to fetch supplies. The doctor we took to the Royal Liverpool hospital to rescue 
stocks from the pharmacy and then on to the School of Pharmacy, at the university, where our 
computer engineer downloaded huge files of information so that the doctor could have the most up 
to date information and the ability to pass on the learning. The engineer, we helped to load up 
water turbines and generators along with their control gear. He also collected his ex employers 
computers to take with us to help with design and build. It took us the rest of the day to finish our 
collecting and as dusk fell, we started up the convoy to return to my farm just outside Church 
Stretton. An hour after our return the animals were sorted and the log fire was blazing in the 
family room. We had brought the living vans into the yard and I had left everyone else to sort 
themselves out. Rachel had asked to be in the room next to Mandy and I. The other two teenagers 
had come to know each other when they were captives. They were on the other side of the 
corridor. We all met back in the kitchen and dining room. We were using the kitchen and the field 
kitchen to cook our meal. The next few days would be spent sorting out jobs and responsibilities. 
Dusty was insistent that everybody was able to both use our entire armoury and also to defend 
themselves. 

Finally, the night drew in, Duncan set the watch, two people, one soldier and a civilian went out. 
Each non-military person was given brief training in the use of their weapon and the radio. I held 
the base station with the understanding that if I was called I would turn everyone else out. 
Fortunately it had an alarm function so that I could sleep whilst on the alert. Mandy and I finally 
moved up to bed. Together we helped each other in the shower. 

Martin, will you make love to me tonight, Im ready to move forward.

Of course I will, Ill be as gentle as possible with you. I gave her a gentle kiss, and then led her 
to my bed. I held her at arms length and looked at her young body; I smiled as I watched a gentle 
blush spread from her face and down her smoothly rounding boobs. Are you really sure?

Yes, well I think I am. With that, I drew her into my arms and kissed her. I could feel her body 
tremble against my hard muscles. My hands slid down her back, one supporting her tight bum, the 
other cupping a firm breast. My tongue slid between her sweet lips. I relished the flavour of her 
sweet lips and tongue. My lower hand slipped round to cup her pussy, my finger snagged her clit. 
Her breath caught as I enticed her sensations. I could feel her moisture bubbling out of her untried 
quim. I slid a finger into her little slit. I could feel her maidenhead beneath my finger as I brought 
her to her first orgasm of the night. Suddenly her body shuddered as she orgasmed. I lifted her 
onto the bed and moved to kiss her young pussy, just a few hairs covering a box of delights. I soon 
had her body quivering with a second and third orgasm. Then I slowly moved up the bed and held 
my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I held there and as her eyes opened, I asked her.

Are you sure you want to continue?

Oh yes Mac. With that, she raised her hips and thrust my cock through her maidenhead. She 
winced as my cock ripped through her untried opening. I held my position as she became 
accustomed to my presence inside her tight pussy. I was slowly able to slide deeper into her hot 
well of delight. I could see, feel and hear her pleasure.

Oh Martin, that feels so good, youre filling me up. I started to slide in and out of her clasping 
velvet tube. Within moments I was on the brink myself. I gave a final thrust between her upraised 
legs and poured my spend over the entrance to her young womb. Her pussy spasmed and waves of 
pressure rippled up and down the length of my cock, finally she was spent and her legs relaxed and 
dropped across my back. I looked down on her and kissed her.

Oh Mandy, thats so good, Im so glad that I could make it good for you.

Good, it was great; I have heard so many stories about first times that I was scared, but you made 
it so good for me. I rolled us over so Mandy was on me, my cock still in her newly fledged pussy. 
We kissed and cuddled together, her rigid nipples boring into my chest. My eyes started to close 
and within minutes we were both asleep. We woke up the following morning stuck together with 
cum and blood. 

Morning Mandy, I just had a thought, are you protected?

No lover, and I dont want to be.

Arent you worried about becoming pregnant?

Well yes, but we have a doctor to help, so it could be worse.

Thats true, but you are only fourteen.

I know, but we have to grow to survive as a group. All of the women will have to have babies as 
soon as they are able.

Im glad youre saying that, I couldnt.

I know, but do the maths; there are twenty four women, girls and baby girls plus twelve men and 
boys. Assuming all the men are fertile you will each have at least two partners as we cant waste 
half our reproductive pool.

Do you think the others will accept your maths Mandy?

Theyll have to, Rachel has already said that she wants to join you and I, Rachel, come in and 
join us.

Dont I have a say in this? I said; two voices replied in unison.

No! Rachel then continued. I have brought in the warm water for you. With that, Mandy rolled 
off me with a tugging sensation ripping hair from our pubes. It hurt me most as I had more to lose. 
Rachel put down the bowl and started to clean us both up. The bowl of water quickly turned red 
with blood. Then she dried us with a towel. Finally she leant forward to kiss my cock. Will you 
take me now? Im at my most fertile.

Of course I will if I have Mandys permission?

Permission? Shes my joint wife you dont need my permission with Rachel.

No but you are still my number one wife, if we are going to have multiple marriages then we 
have to have some rules.

Ok lover, then yes I give you permission to make love to Rachel. I drew Rachel down onto the 
bed and Mandy and I started to play with Rachels body. My lips slid from her rosebud mouth to 
her nipples, as I played with one in my mouth, my fingers played with the other.  We soon had her 
dancing on the bed as we teased and tormented her body to rapturous delights. I moved further 
down the bed as Mandy took over playing with her tits. I found that box of delights, the magic 
grotto of delight. I lashed her lips with my tongue, gathering joy juice to delight my taste buds; I 
nibbled gently on her clit. We quickly brought her to orgasm; I moved back up the bed and so 
Mandy grasped my cock and helped me to slide into Rachel's slit. I slid into her tight young body 
and could feel her pussy grasping my cock. I was soon ready to fill her with my seed. Mandy 
realised I was about to spurt so she slid her hand in between us and tweaked Rachel's clit, it sent 
her off, taking me with it. I was pumping my seed into her grasping young body.

Oh Martin, give me your baby. That was it, I could hold back no longer. My seed was pouring 
into her young body. We lay there together. Mandy went to her pack and came back to the bed.

Rache, I have the tampon.

Oh thanks Mandy, thatll help me keep him where I want him to be. With those words, she slid 
the tampon into her warm well-filled quim. Then we got up and dressed, I took my two wives 
down for breakfast. Everyone had gathered in the dining room, after we finished Mandy and 
Rachel looked at each other and nodded. They stood up and Mandy tapped her fork on the glass.

Can I have your attention, Mac told me that something I had said, he couldnt say. Rachel and I 
did our maths and have concluded that each man would have to have two wives, and the wives had 
a duty to have babies. The mens duty is to feed us. Rache and I have already staked our claim on 
Mac; he is now our husband, if anyone else wants to join us then we have to agree that we can 
work together. If youre fertile, you have a duty to make babies. Those three babies will become 
women two weeks after their first period. You might think I am too young to be saying things like 
this. However last night and this morning Rachel and I had sex with Mac, Rachel is at her mid 
point of her cycle and I am at my most fertile in the next few days. With that, there was a hubbub 
amongst the women as Mandy and Rachel led them out of the room. The men looked at me.

What have you let loose?

Me? I had nothing to do with that, it was pure Mandy, I told her I couldnt say that, and so she 
did. 

Is it true what she says about two women to every man?

Pretty well, if any man doesnt want to, or cant father children then the other men will have 
more, but in the end it will be down to the women. They will have the final say on who fathers 
their children. If any man has a problem with that, he will have to answer to me. This is my farm 
and Dusty can tell you what happened to the trooper who thought that I was just a supply sergeant. 
Dusty?

Thats right one of the troopers in easy company thought that Mac was a supply officer, he didnt 
know that Mac had done his training and was a full SAS trooper, even though he retained his royal 
logistics corps flashes. That was so that the supply bods he was dealing with at HQ would 
understand that he knew his business. I for one would not try to argue with him, he is a better man 
than I. 

Right, to turn to something different, Duncan, can you go down to the river in the bottom of the 
valley and try to sort out a hydro electric scheme?

Certainly boss, Ill need a couple of volunteers.

No problem, three men put their hands up and I gave them the keys to the land rover and the 
tractor and then they left. We already had two volunteers at work in the cowshed and with the 
hens. I sent Dusty off with two troopers and our farm dog to try to find some flocks of sheep and 
herds of pigs. We would have a busy time. Once the women came back, we would do a run into 
Shrewsbury to raid the big supermarkets. We probably had a limited time to rescue the frozen and 
chilled foods, as they would have limited back up power. We might already be too late. It would 
not be a huge problem as we had cows already; we should be able to find sheep and pigs to add to 
our meat supplies. Vegetables we were already growing in the fields and polytunnels and some 
were already waiting for harvest. It was lunchtime before Mandy returned and fetched me to join 
the women and girls.

Mac, we have had a long session. There are a couple of women who dont want a relationship; 
however, they have accepted their duty to produce children. Dr Mary has said that she can utilise 
the techniques of artificial insemination. She will ask men to masturbate into syringes and she 
will use them to inseminate those women. Mary will only use the semen from one man at a time 
so she can keep genealogical records for the future, you and she will be the only ones to be able to 
access those records and then when she has trained a couple of us teenagers in medicine we will 
also have access to the records. The rest of the women have decided that they will be the ones to 
select their partners. Will you act as the link man to the men?

Certainly I will, how do you want to work this?

We will ask you to fetch a certain man, and then you and I will introduce the couple. They will 
then take it from there; if there are two women then they will be introduced together to the man. 
You are responsible for the behaviour of the men, inasmuch as you are the boss.

Okay, when do we do this?

We thought that tonight would be as good as anything. We will prepare a big meal this afternoon 
then after we have cleared away we will separate. I have the list; the three of us will go through it 
this afternoon. Then you will fetch the man as we fetch the women and send them off. We will 
sort out rooms this afternoon.

What will happen if it appears that a man is infertile?

Then Mary will resort to her magic syringe, it will be done so as not to shame the man. If she 
remains infertile after the magic syringe then that is one of those things. We did a vote on who 
would chose whom, and who they thought should be with each girl, Rachel and I were elected as 
counters as we werent in the process. We have allocated at least one woman to every man, several 
men have more than one woman as you can imagine. You, Dusty and the engineer were most 
popular; the teenage boy was also high in the running. However everyman and boy has a woman or 
girl.

Well I hope that everyone is happy after tonight.

So do we. 

We have several hours before nightfall, I want to do a run into Shrewsbury, there are a number of 
supermarkets I want to visit. They have deep freezes and back up power supplies. I want to rescue 
whatever we can. I radioed the men down by the river; they said they would come up and join us. 
We decided on an armoured convoy. We took a fuel tanker and two tractor units with the scimitar 
in the lead and the Saxon at the rear of the convoy. The armoured vehicles were surprisingly fast 
for their size and weight. We had field medical equipment in the Saxon and three of the medics. 
We had five of the SAS troopers. We were soon at the Sainsbury store; we broke in through the 
back and could hear the rumble of the generator. We checked that first and topped off its fuel, it 
had about another days supply in its tank. Then we got through to the freezer. Its warning lights 
showed that it was on stand by power.  Duncan had been hitching our tractors to a couple of 
refrigerated trailers. It would take an hour to get them down to a temperature that would be safe to 
load the frozen stocks. We investigated the ambient storerooms. They were a treasure trove. The 
women fell on the clothes and personal items. It didnt take long to stock up, and then it was 
tinned and dry goods. The yeast and flour were very welcome sights. Seeing the makings for bread 
made me think about the ovens they had in the store bakery. Duncan fetched his toolkit and we 
soon had an industrial oven disconnected and ready to move. I fetched a set of pans and trays, 
along with all the mixing equipment to enable us to make bread and other baked goods. Finally it 
was time to load the freezer Lorries. Dusty and one of the troopers were whizzing back and forth 
with forklift trucks. I was identifying the pallets to load. I was pleased to find a number of pallets 
of pre made bread dough; all it would need was to be thawed, allowed to rise and then baked, there 
were tens of thousands of the wrapped slugs of dough on each pallet. I counted the number of 
packs I could see on each length and multiplied, the figure was over three thousand per pallet. I 
looked at the best before dates; they would last for the next ten years so I said to take every pallet. 
The one lorry was three quarters full of the dough before we started on the frozen vegetables and 
meat. I selected the best meat. Once our Lorries were full, we left them with an armed guard and 
did a tour of the other supermarkets with a tanker and the scimitar. We checked all of the stand by 
equipment, The new Tesco store was still powered so we topped up their generator, they didnt 
need so much as the new store had been built with solar power already. We headed back to the 
farm, as we went Duncan talked about converting a barn into a deep freeze, he said that he knew 
how to do it and that he could cannibalise a couple of freezer lorries to provide the cooling.      


When we got back we hooked the freezer units up to our fuel supplies so that they wouldnt need 
to be refuelled. Our second task was connecting the oven to our generating plant. We had fresh 
bread with our dinner. That was such a joy, something so simple had left such a big hole by its 
absence. As we sat around the lounge Mandy and Rachel called everyones attention.

Ok people, we have been deputised to perform the introductions. Mac, can you look after the 
babies for the time being?

Ok love. I moved over to where the carrycots were and relieved the mothers. 

To continue, will the women please go to the rooms we decided on earlier. There was a general 
departure, I was left with the men, and boys, the pre teen girl went along with Mandy and Rachel. 
Mandy and Rachel then turned to the men, Mandy was the spokeswoman.

Ok, today the girls made their choices. There are two older women who dont want a relationship 
at this time; they are however aware of their responsibility for the growth of this community so 
they will be artificially inseminated to see if they are still fertile. The rest have made their 
choices. All of you have been selected as a bed partner. Rachel, Becky and I will take you to your 
partners. What happens then is between you. With that, they led all the men and the teenage boy 
off to their new partners. I waited for Mandy and Rachel to return. I was surprised when I saw 
Becky was with them. The two women who didnt want partners returned with them to take over 
the babies from my care.

Mac, Becky wants to join Rachel and me as your partner; she has not had her first menses yet and 
so is not yet ready to be made a woman. She and Rache have accepted that I am the lead wife, and 
that I am in charge of the wives. Will you accept her as a partner?

If that is what you all want, then certainly I will.

In which case Becky, will you come to bed with us all? we moved up to my bedroom, the little 
minxes had been busy and there was a second bed tied to the original king-size bed. Mandy turned 
to me.

Martin that is Becky's bed. If she wants to play with you and us; then she will join us in the big 
bed. The little bed is to remind her of her status as a girl. When she has her first period and her 
first sex with you then the single bed will be removed and she will join us in the main bed. The 
girls rapidly stripped off their dresses to reveal their uncovered bodies. Both Rachel and Becky 
had multiple bruises all over their bodies; I didnt need a degree to work out where they had come 
from


The next few weeks were spent installing the extra electricity generators, converting the barn and 
driving around all the local supermarkets keeping their standby facilities working until we could 
bring back the frozen foods into our stores. Finally, we were done; there was a line of poles 
coming up from the dam and turbines. New cables were hanging from them. They led into the barn 
where the gas-powered generator had been thumping away since the great death. I was asked to 
throw the switch to allow the farm to start using our hydro electricity. Lights flashed and settled, 
the heavy thump of the generator quietened down and then idled without its load. After 30 
minutes, I allowed the automatic switchgear to turn it off. The silence was amazing. All we could 
hear were the animals in the fields and barns and our own voices. One by one, we all fell silent. 
Suddenly I started laughing. Mandy looked at me in pure amazement.

What's wrong Mac?

My parents tried to get permission to install a hydro electric scheme here for years, and every 
time they were turned down by the planners at Shire Hall in Shrewsbury. Now we have it and the 
planners are nowhere to be found. Look even the horses are looking around in surprise. They were 
a welcome addition to our farm. We had been down to Acton Scott historic farm and collected all 
the horses and horse drawn equipment. Duncan had dismantled the forge and brought all the 
farriers equipment; that was another skill we would need to learn. It might be that we could get 
enough steam tractors and the fuel to run them but if not, and if our supplies of fuel for the 
tractors dried up and we werent successful in producing our own rape seed oil and getting tractors 
to run on it; then we would need the draft horses for ploughing etc. Through the winter, we built 
new stables and barns for our horses and their equipment. We had our first pregnancies confirmed; 
now that was a nice present. Rachel was one of the mums to be. Mandy still was waiting for her 
pregnancy. It was at midnight on Christmas morning that Dr Mary made the announcements.

Happy Christmas everyone, the clock has struck midnight and I have some happy news. Anna, 
Sally and young Rachel are now all mums in waiting. I trust that many more of you will become 
parents in waiting over the next few months.

With that announcement, I opened several bottles of champagne that I had on ice, Mary had told 
me the good news earlier in the week and we had agreed on the timing for the announcement. We 
were still in shock as a community. We had finally tracked back on the available information 
about the disease. It had been developed by a terrorist cell but their facilities werent secure and it 
had escaped into the wild as it were, before they had developed an antidote. It was short lasting but 
deadly. We had set up a short wave radio station and had talked with a dozen groups similar to our 
own throughout the world. We knew of less than a thousand people, there were certainly more but 
they didnt have access to a radio. We had decided in spring to send out a party around England, 
there had to be more people and we had the facilities to bring them back to.
 Macs farm had expanded as our couples had spread into the neighbouring farmhouses. Duncan 
had disconnected them from what had been the national grid and connected them to our 
hydroelectric plant. I had found my fathers plans for his own scheme that had foundered on the 
altar of natural beauty and the local planning committee. He had secretly put footings under the 
river and into the valley side to build his own fifteen-foot high dam about twenty feet below where 
Duncan had put his little barrage. Duncan had therefore set to and built a new dam. We had the 
capacity to generate for ten times our current population and we had scoured the hills above the 
dam making sure that our water supply was pure and clean. All our sheep and cattle were kept 
below the dam so they wouldnt pollute the streams that flowed down the hills and into our dam.  

Summer came and our new babies were born and more mums to be were pregnant, Mandy was one 
of them. Rache had a baby girl and looked cute breastfeeding her. It was a time of growth, and 
then Mandy and Rache came to me with Becky. Mandy acted as spokeswoman.

Mac, you may have been aware that Becky had her first menses ten days ago, she has decided 
that it is time for you to make her a fully fledged woman. Dr Mary has confirmed that although 
she is only eleven she is physically able to bear children safely; this is being done at Becky's 
request. Will you fulfil her desires?

Becky is this really and truly your desire, knowing that at any time in the future you could 
become pregnant?

Oh yes Mac, I have been waiting for this day ever since you brought me to this farm. I saw what 
happened in Liverpool, I know that if you hadnt rescued us I would have been raped within a few 
days. So please will you fuck me?

I wont fuck you Becky, but I will make love to you. Mandy, Rache, will you help me to prepare 
Becky?

Were ahead of you, everything is ready for Becky, we will bring her to our bedroom tonight at 
eight. Mandy will prepare Becky and I will prepare you. With that, Mandy and Becky went out of 
the room and up to our bathroom, Rache came and sat on my lap.

I can see you are worried, is it about Becky?

Yeah, I just dont want to hurt her, and she is so young.

Mac, what did you rescue us from? A gang of murdering sadists, we both saw a number of people 
murdered at the stake, some up close and personal, others on a TV monitor. From Becky's point of 
view, the worst one was of a thirteen-year-old virgin girl. Her cherry was busted by a large dildo, 
laced with strips of glass, which cut her up inside, then she was raped in all three holes, had 
needles stuck into her boobs and clit, she had her arms and legs broken and was then raped again, 
it was that which finally killed her. Dr Mary told us that it was internal bleeding from the cuts in 
her pussy and bum, and all the broken bones that killed her, well it was a toss up between that and 
the sheer agony the girl was in. we both still hear her screams in our dreams. Do you really think 
you can hurt her?

Well given what you have just told me; no. I had wondered what you guys had experienced; I 
guessed it had been very bad by what we found with that guy hanging on the stake.

Twelve of us were killed, the youngest was the thirteen year old, the oldest was in his forties. 
What they did was take six of us out at a time, tie us to the stakes, then we threw dice, the lowest 
score was the victim until he or she died, sometimes they would die the same night, other times 
they would last for several days. It was horrible, one part of you was hoping they would last a long 
time, the other part was hoping their agony would soon be over. The tears were streaming down 
her face as she remembered her bad times. I sat there with my wife on my lap, trying to comfort 
her. Finally, she was able to gulp, and then look up at me. I lifted her head with my hand under her 
chin, kissed her eyes and then gently on her lips.

Any time you need to talk, then you come to me.

Thanks Mac, now lets get you ready for your young wife. We walked through to the downstairs 
bathroom. The girls had evidently prepared it in advance as my wash kit was there. I stood there as 
Rachel smeared a cream over my body and face, carefully avoiding my moustache and sideburns. 
Five minutes later, she wiped away my body hair. Then she carefully washed my smooth hairless 
body in the shower. I was shocked at my appearance in the mirror. The last time I had been a bare 
skin was when I was about twelve. She took the electric hair trimmer and trimmed my hair; that 
needed a second trip under the shower to remove the loose hairs. Rachel then left me to fetch our 
meal; it was a simple, a light egg and ham salad. We played with our meal, I fed her and she fed 
me, as she did I thought about Newlynne, her baby daughter. Newlynne had been the first baby 
born to our community. Newlyn was a Celtic boys name meaning new beginning, new spring. She 
was our new beginning so she deserved her name.

Whats happened to Newlynne?

Anna has taken her and is feeding her with her son, and if she runs dry one of the other mums 
will help, its the easiest way, Anna is in charge of the nursery today. We moved from the table 
to the sofa and Rachel settled on my lap. We slowly kissed and I started to play with her well 
filled boobs, I noticed milk starting to leak so I dove in and drank from my beloveds well of 
plenty. Squirts of warm sweet milk filled my mouth. I dropped my hands to encompass her pussy. 
I soon had her writhing on my lap.

Oh Martin, I want you to fill me but I must keep you for Becky. I smiled and moved her from 
my lap and slid to the floor so that I could attack her pussy with my mouth. I delighted in the 
combination of her milk and her pussy juice as I ate her to a massive orgasm. Then I heard the 
voice of Mandy.

Rache, Mac, you can come up now, were ready. I helped Rache to her wobbly feet.

Come on Rachel, Mandy says shes ready for us. Rachel gave me a weak grin, then grabbed my 
arm and used me as a walking frame. We got up stairs and found Mandy standing outside our 
bedroom door, her slightly swollen belly testifying to her condition. She held up her hand and 
stopped us.

Martin, your wife is waiting for you to consummate her marriage to you, will you take her and 
love her as an equal to Rachel and I, will you support and protect her as long as you shall live?

I will Mandy I will, she pushed open the door to allow me to see my wife waiting for me, dressed 
in a white sheer blouse, white miniskirt, white knee length socks and white shoes. Rache leant 
forward and whispered in my ear.

I hope you like her outfit? We picked it up the last time we did a run into town.

Oh I do, I love it, she looks so virginal standing there all in white. Mandy then continued.

Becky, your husband has made his vows, you just have to consummate the relationship and you 
will become a joint wife with Rachel and I. With that, Becky started to undo the buttons on her 
blouse and let the white cotton slip down her arms and to the floor. Her little tits were there on 
display, small cones standing proud from her chest. Then she undid the hook and bar on the 
waistband of the skirt and pulled the zip down. The skirt continued down her thighs to puddle at 
her feet. I could see the light glistening on drops of joy juice collecting on the lips of her pussy.

Martin, I have come to you tonight to become a women, I have been prepared by Mandy, I have 
been checked by the doctor and I am ready for you, please take me and make me a woman. I know 
you are worried about hurting me; please dont be. When I was a captive in Liverpool, I was 
waiting day by day until I would be the one at the stake. I saw one girl, only a little older than me 
murdered. You saved me from that and I now offer you my body, to be your wife and a mother to 
your children. I walked to her and swept her into my arms. I crushed her to my nude body.

Becky, you will soon be fully my wife, I will fill you with my seed and try to make it a 
marvellous time for you. I looked down at her upturned face and kissed her. Then lifted her into 
my arms and took her to my bed. I laid her on the edge of the bed, her knees in line with the edge. 
I knelt between her legs and removed her white shoes. I could smell her aroused pussy and I bent 
my head to feast at the horn of pleasure. I nibbled her clit and swiped my tongue between her lips. 
I caressed her cotton-clad legs as I feasted on her fresh young pussy. I lifted her feet onto the edge 
of the bed I soon had her dancing on the bed, her hips swinging as I teased and tormented her 
young pussy. As she reached her first orgasm, I gently nipped her clit between lip-covered teeth. I 
could see Mandy and Rache playing with her nipples as we brought her to a series of crashing 
orgasms. I knelt up and Mandy guided my cock into Becky's welcoming pussy. I could feel her 
cherry blocking the way and as Mandy and Rache nibbled on her nipples and I pinched Becky's 
clit, she erupted in pleasure and I drove my cock home. I could feel the membrane tear as my 
helmet pierced her body. Then I was fully socketed in her young body. I could feel waves of her 
pleasure running up and down her pussy as I stayed still, buried to the hilt. Finally she started to 
move her body. It wasnt long before I was screaming out my pleasure as my orgasm started 
shooting ropes of semen deep within her body. As I looked down I could see the evidence of her 
burst cherry, blood frothing around my cock, mixed with the creamy white of my semen. Millions 
of tiny wrigglers trying to fill my newest wife. My orgasm took her over the edge and she arched 
her body with only her heels and shoulders on the bed. I could feel her muscles spasming in joy 
before her body slumped back onto the bed. Her pussy squirted my shrinking cock from within her 
body. There was blood and cum spread over our groins. Mandy gently moved me away from my 
new wifes pussy and started to clean me of blood and cum as Rache cleaned my paramour. I then 
lifted Becky fully onto the bed and laid her down and then I joined her. Mandy and Rache spooned 
up against us. It was several minutes before Becky opened her eyes.

Oh wow, is it always that good? 

Mandy was first to answer. Sometimes yes and sometimes no, but this I can tell you; Martin will 
always try to give you the most enjoyable ride of your life. With that, we all dropped off to sleep. 
During the night, Becky wriggled around until she was lying on me. I woke enough to feel her 
pussy sliding over my cock; I reached down and held my cock to allow her pussy to impale itself 
on me. Her eyes closed with me firmly implanted deep within her pussy. Mandy and Rache moved 
in against us and cuddled up to us. A large pile of hot bodies, all gently sleeping together. 

I was woken by Becky deciding that she wanted to exercise her newfound pussy muscles; she soon 
had me at full stretch as waves of pressure swept from her pussy lips to her cervix.

Morning Becky, are you feeling ok this morning?

Oh yes husband, I feel so full of your pleasure machine. With that, she started to wriggle and 
move, her legs folded beneath her and she moved to a squatting position. Rachel and Mandy were 
soon wide awake and were joining in. Rachel moved across my face and lowered her pussy to my 
lips. As Becky slowly fucked me, I started to eat Rachel. I slid a couple of fingers into her pussy. I 
reached in to torment her G spot, oh how she reacted to my attentions. My two fingers were 
sliding easily into her box of delights. I allowed my other two fingers to move into her entry. 
There was a grunt as my four fingers stretched there way into her pussy. She dropped down until 
my thumb was in contact with her pubes, wriggling around on her nub. As my thumb cleared the 
nub, my tongue slid in to replace it. Rachel was thrusting her pelvis down hard onto my four-
finger spike. On the next outstroke, I brought my thumb into the palm of my hand and waited to 
see what would happen as she fucked down onto my fingers. She thrust down and my hand slid 
through her labia and fully into her pussy; I could feel her pussy crushing my wrist as it fought 
against her labia for admission. I was able to caress her cervix with the backs of my fingers as she 
thrust and wriggled on my fist. I moved her body so that my lips could restart the nibbling on her 
clit. She came with a scream of delight, her pussy clamping down around my wrist. I felt her 
slump down around me. I had to bring my other hand into play to lift her off my face.

Mandy, Mandy, can you help me get Rache off me, shes crushing me. I heard a giggle in reply 
and then the weight of my wife was lifted off my face; I slid my hand out of her pussy. Rache was 
then laid down beside me and Mandy moved in to clean my face.

Ooh thats tasty, you really had her going then, look, shes spark out. I looked across and saw 
Rachel laying there, her hair in rats tails from her sweat. I saw her eyes flicker.

Hello Rache, are you with us yet? Rache shuddered and smiled softly.

Yeah, Im just about back, thanks Mac, that was the most amazing cum of my life. Becky leant 
forward and kissed Rachel, then she sat back up and started to ride me again. I brought my hands 
down to her waist, caressed her body from her hips to her little cones with one hand as I played 
with her clit with the other. I could see her taut belly moving as my cock thrust home. I could feel 
the very ridges of her pussy as she rose up and dropped back on my pole. She was first to orgasm, 
and that brought me off. She slumped forward on my body, her little tits boring into my chest. I 
moved my hands to her back, sliding them on the sweat raised by her exertion.  I kissed her sweet 
lips.

I think we should be getting up now, we have the rest of the world to greet, and more importantly 
the cows need milking. Mandy answered me.

Its alright Martin, Dusty has taken over for this morning, we told him what was happening last 
night, and he said to tell you. Lucky dog! I grinned at the words of my second in command. If 
you look at the clock youll see that the cows should have been milked an hour ago.

Well I have just milked Mac, hes filled me full to overflowing, look. We looked and we could 
see the evidence of our lovemaking, a creamy pink froth around the junction of our bodies. She 
raised up off me, my rapidly deflating cock sliding out of her tight hot pussy, quickly followed by 
my cum and her blood. Mandy took her and laid her down to feast on her virgins cocktail. I moved 
round and joined my wife.

Let me have a taste. I dove in and feasted on my newest wifes body. I looked down and smiled. 
Becky noticed and asked.

Whats so funny?

When I was at school, those, pointing at her white socks, were called virgin socks, we boys 
joked that when a girl graduated from socks to tights was when a girl had graduated to be a 
women. I still love seeing girls in white socks though I jumped when I heard a quiet knock on the 
door; Mandy was evidently expecting it as she responded.

Come in. before I had a chance to cover up Dr Mary came in wheeling a trolley.

Im here for two reasons, one, I have your breakfasts here, and second I need to check that Becky 
is alright.

Im fine Dr Mary, in fact Im better than fine, I feel absolutely fabulous. We all smiled at the 
catch phrase from a TV program from before the great death.

I still need to check you out, you are a small girl and you have just made love to what I can see is 
a large man.

Ok Dr Mary. I moved out of the bed and through to the bathroom. I slipped into the shower and 
started to cleanse myself. I was soon interrupted by Dr Mary.

Keep washing Martin, I just want to report on your latest wife. I have checked her out, where her 
hymen tore has already started healing, another couple of days and she will be able to have pain 
free sex. You must have got her very excited, as there is no other damage to her vagina, I have to 
admit that I was surprised by that as I had previously noted that you were well endowed and I was 
sure that you would cause at the very least some tearing. Im very pleased that you didnt.

I didnt want to hurt her at all, she just said that compared to what she was facing in Liverpool 
the busting of her cherry was nothing.

Well yes Martin, that is true, what we saw, was truly terrifying for me, let alone someone as 
young as Becky. They took great delight in showing us what they intended to use on us. An 
oversized dildo with broken glass set into the surface was probably the most frightening device. 
She saw that one used on a thirteen-year-old girl. They also used various oils to increase the pain 
levels.

Well I can only say that Im glad we killed them all.

So were we, we just knew that we were on a short list for torture and death. We had started to try 
and plan a get away; we knew we had nothing to lose. We had made a garrotte out of wire, which 
was what we used on the biker in the hut, though instead of his neck we lassoed his cock and balls, 
we managed to amputate them, thats why he bled to death.

A fitting end to him.

Oh yes. We went back into the bedroom and I rejoined Becky, Rachel and Mandy, whilst Dr 
Mary left us to breakfast, Mandy had already put out our food and we sat there eating our 
breakfasts. As we finished Mandy turned to Becky.

Now then young lady, your jobs for the day have been shared out, all you have to do is stay with 
Martin and learn your duties as a wife. With that, she gave me a big wink and moved into the 
bathroom with Rachel. I leaned over and drew Becky into a hug. We kissed as I lifted Becky from 
her seat and carried her back to the bed. We lay together and kissed, my hand was gainfully 
employed playing with her little tits as our tongues fought each other. I slowly slid my cock into 
her welcoming pussy; she winced slightly as I slid over the torn edges of her hymen. Then it was 
slow release passion as I slid in and out of her welcoming depths. I could feel the helmet of my 
cock tapping on her cervix; it wasnt long until we were both reaching for the pinnacle of our 
pleasure.

Im cumming Becky. With that I jammed home into her pussy and started to pump her full of 
cum. Her body reached release and she spasmed, her pussy was trying to milk me dry as her 
orgasm rushed over her. I slumped down onto her lithe young body; her hands stroked my 
streaming wet back as I held her cheeks in my hands and kissed her. We lay there for a few 
minutes closely entwined in our post orgasmic bliss. My cock retracted and fell out of her young 
pussy and I rolled off her. She reached round and grabbed a pillow, arched her back and stuffed it 
under her back.

What are you trying to do?

Well I spoke with Dr Mary and she told me that today is the probable start of my fertile period. 
She also said that I am big enough down there to deliver a baby and so I want to give your sperm 
every chance of meeting the egg that should have been released as I didnt start to take the pill. 

Are you sure about this, its a big step for one as young as you.

Dr Mary thinks its safe for me and I want a baby, we need as many children as we can get to 
have a proper community.

Well thats all right then darling, do Mandy and Rachel know?

Oh yes, we talked about it yesterday afternoon.

Ok my darling, so long as we all know. With that, I kissed her, her eyes were closing so I lay 
beside her, gently playing with her young boobs as I lay thinking. 

I spent a long lazy day with my newest wife, Mandy and Rachel popped in and out to enjoy our 
times together. I was able to think and plan, Coal would be a problem unless we reopened some of 
the Shropshire mines. However we had plenty of land to grow a coppiced plantation. If we grew 
ash trees we would have both structural timber and firewood in a renewable resource. We were 
creating a defensive position on the hill tops above the farm and we had destroyed long sections of 
the local main roads to make sure that we couldnt be easily overrun. 


 We had a small community, which had already started to develop technology for our use, we were 
short-circuiting our fore-fathers and building new equipment to go with our tractors, we had the 
technology to make new tractors, we had our own electricity generating plants. Our home area was 
fully defended and we had detectors out beyond our furthest fields. Dusty was planning to take a 
patrol out to try and find more people to join us. All in all we were set up for our future as our 
wives started their new families. 
                                            The end or is it just the beginning.

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