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I Walk In The Shadows
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+A through F › Fallout (Series)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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7,604
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Unraveled
Chapter 3: Unraveled
She felt cold, with warm spots touching her where she had felt pain, was this the beginning of death? Or was she already there? No, this couldn’t be, she was thinking, she was feeling, this can’t be death, her eyelids barely parted, letting in a bright flash of light, a figure was to her right, and then a wave of euphoria rushed over her, and back to sleep. Her body lay there in the cold of a white infirmary, He guessed that she was Asian from her figure, the tone of her skin, she was a good foot shorter than He, him a giant at six/six, breeding and training had seen to that, but now he was alone with nothing but his hate and a twisted way of thinking. He had stripped her bare, she was fit, athletic, not too much muscle, but perfectly toned from years of fighting, she was probably in her mid-twenties, which would put him about ten years her elder, her skin was smooth, light, lots of time in her armor like him, not enough time in natural sun light. His hand moved across her chest, enjoying the silkiness, his left wandered up to her breasts, they felt firm, they weren’t particularly large, maybe a mid-sized B. She was hairless except for the shoulder length crimson that adorned her head and her eyebrows, most likely everything had been lased off like his, off course, his was silver and resembled a high and tight. She had a few scars here and there, some about the abdomen, the legs, her arms, but her face had not yet felt damage like that, he smirked, the pain he had caused was probably the most she had felt in her life, unlike him, his bones broken, his skin charred in places, so many scars, he had felt the worst until his body had become almost numb to it. The last touch to be added, he placed a black synth collar around her neck, it was small, light, would hardly be noticed, was nearly unbreakable, and the small receptors built into it would help in her training. With that he walked out of the infirmary, unlocked, let her be, let her discover her new life on her own… He headed for the foundries and lab of his home to work as he always did, to monitor the wastes and determine his next path of action…
The warmth was gone when her eyes opened, the room was dim and easier to see in than before, her body felt sluggish as she sat up, she realized her captor had stripped her, not a problem there, she was used to the locker rooms, and, it had left her alone, no sign of restraint in sight, she slid off the padded table to stand and her legs screamed in pain. She took in her environment and decided to take advantage of her freedom, she carefully made her way into the hallway, it was wide and tall, empty, it stretched to her left to what looked like a T about a hundred meters away, the right went for about fifty meters and took another right, not another door existed here, she went right. The turn led to some stairs and down she went, she guessed she had dropped another fifty feet down and found herself in front of a large steel door, it was about five meters wide and had been slid open about a meter open on the right side of it, warmth was steadily coming from it, which felt inviting after walking around on cold steel and concrete.
The room was huge, she couldn’t be underground, not this, all things up until now said bunker, but this… she stood on a platform on the edge of the room, it was five meters from the floor beneath it, and the ceiling rose twenty meters above her, the platform followed the perimeter of the room, the nearest wall was to her left, fifty meters away, to her right the room stretched another three hundred and fifty meters, in front of her she guessed the other side of the room to be somewhere between seven and eight hundred meters away, the platform was cut off on the left side by two gigantic hanger style doors that looked to slide into the ceiling, maybe two hundred meters across on each. The most amazing part was the rooms’ contents, vast stores of molten metal, presses, assemblies, all forms of equipment from the most basic tool kits, to things she could not even recognize or fathom what they could do. This was the most lost technology she had seen in her life, she walked to her right and down the platform, taking her time and gawking at everything, taking in the full view as machines worked to make more machines, and armor, and weapons, large caliber munitions, vehicles… working vehicles… and something that looked like her power armor, but larger, bulkier, fitted with weapons and others not. All of these things, once finished and sorted by more machines, were placed on pallets, one of the giant doors opened, and the load disappeared behind the closing door, she kept walking towards the only other exit, a single ‘small’ door in the opposite wall after she hung a left at the corner.
She peeked through the door, the warmth of the previous room giving her body energy and courage, this room was smaller but still large compared to most she had been in any building to this point in her life, it was about fifty by fifty meters, ten meters tall, all forms of advanced lab equipment filled it with a path leading to a central platform, the first window she had seen in this place was here, it took up the bulk of the wall to her right, something glowed softly from the other side of it, the glass or whatever it was made form was thick and had a slight metallic shine to it. What then caught her attention was the movement from the central platform, a lone, tall, yet brutish figure with its’ back to her stood over a bench, toiling with something, at this moment, more than ever in her life, she was afraid, and with it came anger and rage. She knew, this was him, had to be, nothing that large was ever female, and this was the only other sentient being she had seen in this behemoth facility, her fists clenched and she charged forward, a scream coming forth from her depths, she didn’t care if he heard her, this was flesh to flesh, she was strong, fast, ready to kill. He turned when she was ten meters away from him, the face cold, eyes still shadowed by the lights behind him, he went loose, relaxed, what was this she thought, feigned weakness? Giving up before a fight? Or a stance she didn’t know? “I don’t care you motherfucker!! You’re going to die!!” She jumped, her feet first connecting with his chest, so much muscle she could feel, so much strength, but everyone bruised and broke, she knew that, and was content with that, her left arm grabbed his right shoulder, her right fist with the help of her forward pull slamming into his face, not center, but upper right, avoiding the hard parts of the skull and going for the soft, the openings, her intent was to kill, not just win once, but forever. Her arm drew back again and slammed forward, her knuckles bleeding from so few hits, the anger not letting her realize the pain, the density of what she hit, and then she was airborne, then to the floor, her back pressed into the cold again.
She didn’t know what was happening or why, her plan had been solid in her mind, now she lay with the weight of her captor pinning her to the ground, his hands pinning her arms, and then she saw them, those eyes, haunting, a crimson like her hair, worn and old from some kind of pain she could not describe or discern. “Good job girl, haven’t had someone try that in ten years, ruthless, I love it, and I can give you so much more, and I like to see you have no modesty as well” She spit in his face “Or fear for that matter…” He stared at her, taking in the visible rage on her face, the eyes that screamed her intent; they were a lovely shade of grey, almost silver. “Listen well and good, you don’t know me, I don’t know you, but your actions now as well as when we met are the only reasons you’re alive and well, I offer you a life of service to me, you will be trained, equipped, given untold freedom from that life you lead before…” Her looks softened as she contemplated this “But know this, you ever attack me again outside of training when you’re supposed to, and it will be much worse…” She grinned “What, you’re gonna kill me? Let me join my friends in Heaven and wait for you to rot in Hell? What have I got to lose?” He smirked, a devilishness to it “My name is Ravenous, you can call me Rav, or whatever you really like, we can play nice or not, but worse is worse, and it’s up to you to trigger it…” With that he let her go and stood up, in a second her right leg came up and connected with his crotch… and a steel plate that was protecting it… and then ‘worse’ happened.
It first started with a slight constriction around her neck, and then pain, electric pain at the top of her spine and over her jugulars, her body convulsed and spasmed as she lost all control of herself, her body went limp and she breathed heavy as she pissed all over herself. Then she felt herself roll over and her legs spread, she whimpered, yes, worse was worse, he entered her and he was huge, larger than anything she had ever felt, he started pumping hard and fast, she felt like she was being torn apart, he was ripping her in half, but at the same time there was pleasure, no, she can’t enjoy this, he can’t know this feels good, not now, not like this… The pressure built up, the pace still strong, and she came, she screamed, and he kept pumping, her body sweating and convulsing, starting to push back into him, rising up to thrust back into this feeling, no, she didn’t want this she told herself, this man was raping her as punishment for what she was right in, he had killed her team in cold blood without provocation, he was evil and… he felt so good, she moaned “Yes… Give it to me… Harder… Please…” She screamed again as another orgasm shook her body, this time his member slammed into her and stayed, his cum splashing into her womb, and then emptiness, her body no longer in control, she blacked out.
(There you go, the next run, took me all day to think this up and type it out, more to come soon.)
She felt cold, with warm spots touching her where she had felt pain, was this the beginning of death? Or was she already there? No, this couldn’t be, she was thinking, she was feeling, this can’t be death, her eyelids barely parted, letting in a bright flash of light, a figure was to her right, and then a wave of euphoria rushed over her, and back to sleep. Her body lay there in the cold of a white infirmary, He guessed that she was Asian from her figure, the tone of her skin, she was a good foot shorter than He, him a giant at six/six, breeding and training had seen to that, but now he was alone with nothing but his hate and a twisted way of thinking. He had stripped her bare, she was fit, athletic, not too much muscle, but perfectly toned from years of fighting, she was probably in her mid-twenties, which would put him about ten years her elder, her skin was smooth, light, lots of time in her armor like him, not enough time in natural sun light. His hand moved across her chest, enjoying the silkiness, his left wandered up to her breasts, they felt firm, they weren’t particularly large, maybe a mid-sized B. She was hairless except for the shoulder length crimson that adorned her head and her eyebrows, most likely everything had been lased off like his, off course, his was silver and resembled a high and tight. She had a few scars here and there, some about the abdomen, the legs, her arms, but her face had not yet felt damage like that, he smirked, the pain he had caused was probably the most she had felt in her life, unlike him, his bones broken, his skin charred in places, so many scars, he had felt the worst until his body had become almost numb to it. The last touch to be added, he placed a black synth collar around her neck, it was small, light, would hardly be noticed, was nearly unbreakable, and the small receptors built into it would help in her training. With that he walked out of the infirmary, unlocked, let her be, let her discover her new life on her own… He headed for the foundries and lab of his home to work as he always did, to monitor the wastes and determine his next path of action…
The warmth was gone when her eyes opened, the room was dim and easier to see in than before, her body felt sluggish as she sat up, she realized her captor had stripped her, not a problem there, she was used to the locker rooms, and, it had left her alone, no sign of restraint in sight, she slid off the padded table to stand and her legs screamed in pain. She took in her environment and decided to take advantage of her freedom, she carefully made her way into the hallway, it was wide and tall, empty, it stretched to her left to what looked like a T about a hundred meters away, the right went for about fifty meters and took another right, not another door existed here, she went right. The turn led to some stairs and down she went, she guessed she had dropped another fifty feet down and found herself in front of a large steel door, it was about five meters wide and had been slid open about a meter open on the right side of it, warmth was steadily coming from it, which felt inviting after walking around on cold steel and concrete.
The room was huge, she couldn’t be underground, not this, all things up until now said bunker, but this… she stood on a platform on the edge of the room, it was five meters from the floor beneath it, and the ceiling rose twenty meters above her, the platform followed the perimeter of the room, the nearest wall was to her left, fifty meters away, to her right the room stretched another three hundred and fifty meters, in front of her she guessed the other side of the room to be somewhere between seven and eight hundred meters away, the platform was cut off on the left side by two gigantic hanger style doors that looked to slide into the ceiling, maybe two hundred meters across on each. The most amazing part was the rooms’ contents, vast stores of molten metal, presses, assemblies, all forms of equipment from the most basic tool kits, to things she could not even recognize or fathom what they could do. This was the most lost technology she had seen in her life, she walked to her right and down the platform, taking her time and gawking at everything, taking in the full view as machines worked to make more machines, and armor, and weapons, large caliber munitions, vehicles… working vehicles… and something that looked like her power armor, but larger, bulkier, fitted with weapons and others not. All of these things, once finished and sorted by more machines, were placed on pallets, one of the giant doors opened, and the load disappeared behind the closing door, she kept walking towards the only other exit, a single ‘small’ door in the opposite wall after she hung a left at the corner.
She peeked through the door, the warmth of the previous room giving her body energy and courage, this room was smaller but still large compared to most she had been in any building to this point in her life, it was about fifty by fifty meters, ten meters tall, all forms of advanced lab equipment filled it with a path leading to a central platform, the first window she had seen in this place was here, it took up the bulk of the wall to her right, something glowed softly from the other side of it, the glass or whatever it was made form was thick and had a slight metallic shine to it. What then caught her attention was the movement from the central platform, a lone, tall, yet brutish figure with its’ back to her stood over a bench, toiling with something, at this moment, more than ever in her life, she was afraid, and with it came anger and rage. She knew, this was him, had to be, nothing that large was ever female, and this was the only other sentient being she had seen in this behemoth facility, her fists clenched and she charged forward, a scream coming forth from her depths, she didn’t care if he heard her, this was flesh to flesh, she was strong, fast, ready to kill. He turned when she was ten meters away from him, the face cold, eyes still shadowed by the lights behind him, he went loose, relaxed, what was this she thought, feigned weakness? Giving up before a fight? Or a stance she didn’t know? “I don’t care you motherfucker!! You’re going to die!!” She jumped, her feet first connecting with his chest, so much muscle she could feel, so much strength, but everyone bruised and broke, she knew that, and was content with that, her left arm grabbed his right shoulder, her right fist with the help of her forward pull slamming into his face, not center, but upper right, avoiding the hard parts of the skull and going for the soft, the openings, her intent was to kill, not just win once, but forever. Her arm drew back again and slammed forward, her knuckles bleeding from so few hits, the anger not letting her realize the pain, the density of what she hit, and then she was airborne, then to the floor, her back pressed into the cold again.
She didn’t know what was happening or why, her plan had been solid in her mind, now she lay with the weight of her captor pinning her to the ground, his hands pinning her arms, and then she saw them, those eyes, haunting, a crimson like her hair, worn and old from some kind of pain she could not describe or discern. “Good job girl, haven’t had someone try that in ten years, ruthless, I love it, and I can give you so much more, and I like to see you have no modesty as well” She spit in his face “Or fear for that matter…” He stared at her, taking in the visible rage on her face, the eyes that screamed her intent; they were a lovely shade of grey, almost silver. “Listen well and good, you don’t know me, I don’t know you, but your actions now as well as when we met are the only reasons you’re alive and well, I offer you a life of service to me, you will be trained, equipped, given untold freedom from that life you lead before…” Her looks softened as she contemplated this “But know this, you ever attack me again outside of training when you’re supposed to, and it will be much worse…” She grinned “What, you’re gonna kill me? Let me join my friends in Heaven and wait for you to rot in Hell? What have I got to lose?” He smirked, a devilishness to it “My name is Ravenous, you can call me Rav, or whatever you really like, we can play nice or not, but worse is worse, and it’s up to you to trigger it…” With that he let her go and stood up, in a second her right leg came up and connected with his crotch… and a steel plate that was protecting it… and then ‘worse’ happened.
It first started with a slight constriction around her neck, and then pain, electric pain at the top of her spine and over her jugulars, her body convulsed and spasmed as she lost all control of herself, her body went limp and she breathed heavy as she pissed all over herself. Then she felt herself roll over and her legs spread, she whimpered, yes, worse was worse, he entered her and he was huge, larger than anything she had ever felt, he started pumping hard and fast, she felt like she was being torn apart, he was ripping her in half, but at the same time there was pleasure, no, she can’t enjoy this, he can’t know this feels good, not now, not like this… The pressure built up, the pace still strong, and she came, she screamed, and he kept pumping, her body sweating and convulsing, starting to push back into him, rising up to thrust back into this feeling, no, she didn’t want this she told herself, this man was raping her as punishment for what she was right in, he had killed her team in cold blood without provocation, he was evil and… he felt so good, she moaned “Yes… Give it to me… Harder… Please…” She screamed again as another orgasm shook her body, this time his member slammed into her and stayed, his cum splashing into her womb, and then emptiness, her body no longer in control, she blacked out.
(There you go, the next run, took me all day to think this up and type it out, more to come soon.)