Date: Fri, 15 Dec 2006 23:15:19 -0700 From: Cornhusker Fan Subject: Surviving the Apocolypse part 17 I'm so pleased you've stuck with me - many thanks! This story will feature sexual acts between adults and children, so if that's not your cup of tea, then move along please. The story is strictly fantasy, pure fiction. No part is true in any way. The author, nor any website that might post this, does not condone illegal sex with children. Also, though little or no protection is used in this story, please always practice safe sex. There may be a big oops in some chapters of this story, and to be quite honest, I just realized it and am WAY to lazy to try to go back and correct it. The main character's name is Bob, but he may (and as I said, I'm too lazy to check and see if it's true) have been called Mike or Michael in some chapters. If so, I apologize, and hope it didn't detract too much from any enjoyment you are getting from the story. Author's note - I have never been any part of a military unit, and profess no real knowledge of the military (except for my admiration for and gratitude to those serving our country), so please do not look for any accuracy in the information contained in the story. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX When I awoke the next morning, I was alone in my bed. Apparently Candice had moved somewhere else at some point in the night. I got cleaned up and headed out to put on the coffee. Not surprisingly I was joined by Frank, Phyllis, Glenn, and Bev about the time I had poured my first cup. They all helped themselves to coffee and we sat around a table. "Phyllis, have you and Frank been able to get from Scottie and Cathy what the two boys did to them?" "They've talked about it, but not much. From what I can gather, those two boys did just about anything you can imagine that might have been sexual or dirty or degrading." "You know Bob, while we were stopped a few times on our way here, when I would let the two boys out to pee, etc, I talked with them a little. I really think that before the war they were just your normal, run of the mill, high school boys. I think the whole situation overwhelmed them, and they saw an opportunity to get their rocks off with no consequences." "Maybe that's true, maybe it's not Frank. What we have here is two issues the way I see it. One is can they be those normal boys you talked about and fit in or are they now too far gone? And two, what punishment is appropriate? And I know you all think I'm in charge here, but I am not making these decisions by myself." "There is a way to find out what's in these boys minds for sure Bob." "I know Glenn. I've thought of that too. But drugging kids this age?" "We have to know the truth. If they are, as you say, too far gone, we have to turn them loose. We can't keep them with us." "Alright, the five of us vote on it. Majority rules, agreed?" Everyone did. "All in favor of using drugs to interrogate James and Nick, raise your hand." Frank, Glenn, and Phyllis all raised their hands. "Bev, objections?" "I don't know a better way Bob. I just couldn't bring myself to vote for it, for the same reason you brought up." "Ok then it's decided. I hate to put this on you, but Glenn and Frank, will you handle this?" They agreed. They would do it this morning, and we would meet again when they had found out everything they could from the boys. Hopefully the boys would come out of it with their minds intact. "Frank, after breakfast, can I borrow your wife for a while?" "Jesus Bob, didn't you get enough last night", Frank asked with a laugh in his voice? "Bite me buddy. I need some help bringing some equipment in I think will be fun for the kids, and I would like a helping hand smart ass." "You calling me a smart ass?" Bev jumped in. "Oh come on Frank, we've all known you for years. You can probably sit on ice cream and tell what flavor it is!" That got everyone laughing hysterically, while Frank tried to hold on to his 'I'm so abused' look, but soon he was laughing with the rest of us. Bev and I started breakfast while Phyllis went to see if any of the kids were up. Glenn and Frank went to check on our two captives, and reported back that they were a little sore from sleeping on the floor, but surviving just fine. After breakfast, Phyllis and I left the two guys to their unenviable task and headed out in one of the trucks. The kids were free to do as they pleased inside the motel while we were gone once they had helped with the dishes, and Bev was left to ramrod and make sure no one got into too much trouble. She may have had the toughest job of all, keeping an eye on 15 kids, but I knew she was up to the task. Besides, the kids were basically a good group of youngsters. It took Phyllis and I a few hours to get what I wanted and load it into the truck. When we got back to the motel, Frank and Glenn had finished with the boys, and they were locked in a guestroom, passed out on a bed. I recruited Frank and Glenn to help us move everything into the large conference room that I had decided would be our 'arcade' and get everything set up. Bev was instructed to keep all the kids away from the area, as I wanted it to be a surprise. Finally we were done and I had all the kids gather outside of the arcade area. "Listen up gang. I know how tough it is not being free to roam like you might want to, and how hard you've worked. So we've set up a little something for you to have some fun. But here are the rules." "No fighting. Everyone gets their turn at whatever they want. There is a one game limit if someone else is waiting to play with what you are on. If there isn't anyone waiting, you can play as long as you want." "During hours when we are working, this room is off limits. Ditto for during what will later be designated as school and study hours, and D.E.A.R. time." Zach was the one to speak up and ask what D.E.A.R. time was. "It stands for Drop Everything And Read." "There will be times that we will designate as quiet reading time. During those periods, everyone, and that includes us adults, will stop whatever they are doing and settle in with a book. The kids that were in the shelter with me know how much importance I put on reading, and everyone here will soon learn the same thing." "Now, come on in and have a good time!" The kids rushed into the room and went wild. We had brought in an air hockey table, foosball, a pool table and Ping-Pong table. There were against 1 wall 6 large flat screen plasma TV's with various game consoles hooked up to them and every different game we could find available. I had seen a couple of different pinball machines as we had been in different stores, and we had brought those in too. No video pinball could ever replace the real thing! I turned on the stereo we had set up and music blasted from 4 speakers set around the room. There were choruses of "Thanks! We can't believe you did all this! You're the greatest!" Well, anyway, you get the idea. The kids were in 7th heaven. And I for one thought they deserved it after all they had been through, and had ahead of them. The five of us left the kids alone and went to get lunch started. We made a big platter of hot dogs, burgers and fries, the buns being some we had found frozen. They were a little dry, but we made do. We took the food into the game room and set a little buffet up on the pool table, making sure the plastic cover was in place. The kids were told they could eat when they wanted, but not to complain to us that the food had gotten cold if they waited too long. The five of us fixed our plates and left the madhouse. Frank when to check on the two boys. They were groggy, but awake, and had apparently survived their ordeal of being questioned under the influence of powerful drugs. After we had finished our lunch, I posed the question. "Well guys, what did you find out." "You want to tell it Glenn, or should I?" "Go ahead Frank. We both agree. I'll jump in if need be." "Glenn and I both feel that these boys are very remorseful over what they did. We think it was a combination of shock when they found out most everyone they had ever known was now dead, even if they couldn't find any bodies, and other things. Things like being normally horny teen boys, and both having been sexually abused by their fathers." "Ok, I believe that could all be true. But does it negate the need for punishment?" Glenn decided to speak up. "Frank and I were both in agreement on that as well. We both feel that appropriate punishment will be the final thing needed to put these boys back on the right path. And we've thought about the punishment as well. Like your punishment of Jonathon, we believe, as I think we all do, that punishment should fit the crime." We talked for an hour about the punishment that the boys should receive until we were all in agreement on what it should be, the length of time, and that is should start that night. The next task was too explain our position to the rest of the kids. We decided to let them play for an hour more before sitting them down to have a talk. Finally, the time approached and I went back in to the Arcade. The kids were having a great time, and I hated to put a damper on their fun. But it couldn't be helped. I turned off the stereo. "Hey gang? Listen up please." The kids immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to listen. "Kids, I hate to stop your fun right now, but we have to have a very serious talk. Would all of you come out to the dining area and take a seat please?" Most of the kids looked mystified, but not one word of complaint was uttered. For that I was even more proud of them. When everyone was settled in I stood in front of the assembled group. "As you know, we have two boys, James and Nick, currently locked up. You all know the circumstances. We five adults have discussed at length what has to be done. Through a very intense, drug induced interview, we have established what caused the boys to do what they did, and we know they are truly sorry for their actions now. We firmly believe that they would never do anything like it again." "But, what they did cannot go unpunished. Jonathon will attest that the appropriate punishment is both just, and beneficial." Jonathon shook his head in agreement. "So, here is what we have decided will be appropriate in this case." I outlined the punishment we had decided upon. The kids had many questions, and I answered them all until everyone understood. "If any of you disagree with this, don't be afraid to say so." No one did. "Alright then. Please remain seated and we will bring the boys out." Frank and Glenn went and got the boys and had them stand in front of the assembled group. "Boys, first of all we apologize for putting you through the drug induced interrogation, but it had to be done. You are now free to go." The two of them just stood there with dumbstruck looks on their faces. "I'm sorry sir, but did you say we are free to go?" "I did. You may walk out of here at any time and you will not be harmed by any member of our group in any way." "Um, can we have some food to take with us?" "No, you may not." "How are we supposed to survive?" "Well, that's a good question. If you leave here, you may survive or you may not. If you leave, it will not be our problem. You will have chosen to go your own way. If however you choose to stay, your survival will be as important as all of ours. You will be welcomed into our group with open arms. But not at no cost." "You want money?" "Don't be stupid. And I know, from what Frank and Glenn learned from you, you aren't stupid. You were both good students before the war." "No, what we mean is that if you choose to stay, you will endure 1 week of punishment. You will be basically on trial for that week. If at the end of that week you have accepted your punishment and proven that you can work with us to make a better life, you will be welcomed into our group. It will not be an easy week, but living the rest of what could be very short lives without our help will not be easy either, and could prove fatal." Nick spoke up. "Sir, I can't speak for James, because I'm not him. But I am truly sorry for everything I did to those two kids, and I will do anything I can to make it up to them. If it's ok, I will accept whatever punishment you choose, and hope I can earn my way into your group." He had tears trickling down his cheeks as this was said. "And what about you James?" "I'm very sorry too sir. I will do the same as Nick." "Remember, you can walk out at any time you want, but if you do, you may never come back." "We understand. I don't think we will want to leave." "Here is the punishment that we feel is appropriate for what you did. You will be assigned by the adults to hard work everyday for the next 7 days, starting tonight, and ending at exactly 7 PM one week from tonight. During that time you will do everything you are instructed to do as far as the work goes. If you don't understand how to do something, just ask, and we will explain it or show you how to do it. After that, you won't be asked to work any harder than the rest of us, or any less either." "No problem sir. We'll do everything we are told as good as we can." "That is only half of the punishment boys." At that both boys turned a little bit pale, but I'll credit them with standing their ground. "The other half of the punishment is in line with what you did to and with Scottie and Cathy. For that same 7 days, you will be sex slaves to everyone here." "What, um, what exactly does that mean?" "It means that at anytime, day or night, no matter what, you will stop whatever you are doing and do whatever sexual, dirty or demeaning thing that is asked of you. You will do it immediately; you will do it without question. You will be treated just exactly how you treated these two innocent children." Both boys had gone completely pale by now. I thought they might pass out. "Oh, and by the way boys? Just so you know, I had suggested a severe beating be part of the punishment, but was out voted. And I was out voted because beating the two kids was about the only thing you DIDN'T do to them." "At the end of the week, it will be over. You won't hold a grudge against anyone for anything they make you do, because everyone has been instructed that they are to make it as rough and degrading on you as possible. We believe you have to understand what the two kids felt to truly understand what you did to them. So just remember, at the end of the week, nothing done to you was out of maliciousness." "Last, but just as important, you will not speak to anyone, including each other, except to ask clarification on an instruction or to get permission to use the restroom. If that proves too difficult a task, we will be happy to duct tape your mouths shut, which is something I believe you DID do to Scottie and Cathy at one point." "Now, I need to know if you accept the terms of your punishment as I have outlined, or would you prefer to leave?" Both boys stood there with tears rolling down their cheeks. Both were remorseful about what they did, but choosing between the punishment just described and an uncertain survival on their own was pretty tough. Speaking in a tone that was just barely audible, James said, "I accept." "Speak up boy, everyone couldn't hear you. In a voice that trembled, he said a little louder, "I accept sir." "Me, um, me too sir." "Ok then. Please strip your clothes off boys." "Strip?" "Yes, your punishment stops right now. Not including Scottie, because Scottie and Cathy don't want to come anywhere near you right now, there are 12 guys here and 7 girls and women. The first thing that is going to happen is that you we are going to put a little devise on you that will not allow you to cum. This will stay on for the entire week. Your body may bed to cum, but it won't be able to. Oh, and then, since you enjoyed raping those two children so much, the 12 guys here will all be taking turns fucking your asses tonight. I think you will find that taking all 12 guys on in one night to be quite unpleasant." Both boys were now full out bawling, but they stripped as the group watched. When they were completely naked, Bev and Phyllis fit the devices to their genitals and secured them. The two women then stood there and openly jacked the boy's cocks. Despite the embarrassment of being naked in front of everyone, and the fear of their punishment, they were still teens, and two attractive women jacking their cocks quickly got them erect. Alicia, Bethany, Deneise, and even Candice and Teresa joined the two women, touching the boys everywhere; on their cocks, their balls, their asses, their faces. Anywhere they could think of that would stimulate the raging hormones of the teens. This went on for about 15 minutes. You could see the boys were in agony not being able to shoot their loads. While the girls were doing this, Matt and I had taken our clothes off and were jacking each other's cocks, getting them hard as it had been decided we would be first with the boys. Finally the girls stepped away. The boys were then bent over a table. I got behind James while Matt with his 8 inches of dick was the first to get behind Nick. We both used a little lube to grease up our cocks. No effort was made to loosen the boys asses, nor did we add any lube to them. I nodded at Matt and we both stepped up to our respective boys. As one we lined up our cocks with their boy pussies, and forced our cocks up their virgin asses. The boys screamed in pain. At that point Phyllis and Bev took Scottie and Cathy to the rooms as they were both trembling and looking terrified. The two boys continued to scream and moan in pain as Matt and I pumped in and out of their asses. James virgin ass was something I would rather have enjoyed in a different setting. He was so warm and so tight. But this was punishment, not pleasure, and as disagreeable as it might be, it had been agreed that it had to be done. Neither Matt nor I was able to come very quickly. Even though the boys asses felt incredible with our hard cocks pumping in and out of them, because of what it was, it was not as sexually stimulating as one might think. Finally after about 10 minutes of pumping into these boys asses, both of us unloaded deep in their guts. As we stepped away, Jonathon and Zach stood up to take their first turns. They had helped each other get hard while watching Matt and I fuck James and Nick. When both boys had been fucked 12 times, they were lead away to an empty guestroom and locked inside. Their hands were bound so that they couldn't remove the devices that would keep them from coming. The rest of us headed to bed. Not surprisingly, no one was interested in sex that night. But every single one of us cuddled up with someone else, just wanting to hold someone we cared about. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Too rough? Do you think the punishment fits the crime? Your thoughts are welcome at crnhskrfn77@comcast.net.