Finn
Copyright© 2025 by HAL
Chapter 5
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 5 - The world has become a bad place for the weak and a dangerous place for the strong. After the collapse, people were forming communities for self protection; but there was still a strong element of self-reliance needed. Finn was a hunter - perhaps killer for hire would be more accurate. Some were becoming successful and needed to remove competition, others wanted to punish those who wronged them. The rights and wrongs weren't Finn's problem.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Slavery Fiction
A note arrived with a seal on it. That meant it was a repeat customer. It was actually more than a note, it was a full page of detail. Finn read it, read it again and then burnt it. Evidence should not be left around ... just in case someone comes looking.
“How easy would it be to make Maddy be a Matty? A boy?”
“You mean a pretend boy?” Somyae asked.
“Obviously! I don’t mean cut her tits off and sew a pigs prick on her.”
“Pig pricks are a different shape anyway. They are corkscrew shaped.” Maddy added. The atmosphere had got easier over time. They all, Finn included, wondered how Maddy knew this odd piece of information. In their own way, in their own time, they all checked (Finn just asked a pig man. Somyae observed a pig doing to a sow what Finn did to her: “The pig has more manners.” she laughed. Abrigail looked at a newly slaughtered carcass. All of them still wondered how Maddy knew). They were still owned by him, Somyae and Abrigail shared his bed, sometimes together if he felt like variety. He hadn’t done more than play with Maddy’s body occasionally. She was still clear. She had small growths that would eventually be breasts, and her hips were still boyish, her slot was entirely unremarkable. If ever someone did take her, she would find it fiendishly painful as her body had barely started the changes that allowed her vagina to expand and contract for sex (and childbirth), it was still tight shut except for the occasional let down of blood, which still happened less than every two months so far.
“Well?”
“I could wear a cap so I didn’t have to cut my hair...” Maddy was already thinking this sounded like some fun party game.
“Why?” Abrigail asked.
“I need her for a job, if she can be a boy. I need some bait to get me in.”
“Is it dangerous?”
“It is if we’re caught. You’ll get a good fucking up that tight bum of yours I shouldn’t wonder and then get given to the guards to play with. I’ll fair worse than that.” Why she wouldn’t initially get a good fucking up her tight cunt became clearer later.
It was an unusual day, clothing was purchased that could fit her as a boy. Typically boys wore clothes too big for them so they could grow into them and only when they were too small and tight would they be replaced. Her hair was put up into a cap, but it fell out. Finally Abrigail cut it, she was sorry to see it go, Maddy even more so, but as Abrigail said “Better to lose it now and let it grow again than to keep it and lose more than your hair.” That was true. The option of her not going with Finn was not there. If he said she was coming, then she was. She stood in the sleeping area with Finn watching as wide tape was wound round her small breasts.
“No, that’s no good. You can see her, his, chest bulges too much. Put less round and tie it tighter. Don’t worry, like your hair, they’ll grow back.”
“They had better. I’m just starting to like my tits.”
“Haha – me too.” Finn replied as they reappeared from under her bindings. Despite herself, Maddy blushed at the thought that this man was starting to lust after her body. She was flattered, she couldn’t help it.
The following day. Finias and a boy called Matty set off. The boy had one problem, he still could not pee standing up, they had to be careful about that. The journey took three days during which Finias the Child-Seller said little and the boy even less. He was restrained by tied hands and halter round his neck. When they had put that on, Maddy had wet herself the first time – a memory came back. Abrigail was going to change him/her, but Somyae said “No, leave him smelling of piss, it will add to the realism.” The girls were starting to get into this work.
At night they slept in hovels or under trees, away from the road. “Fin -ias, [they had to stay in character.] I need a shit.” He took the boy to a bush and pulled down his trousers. If the mark insisted on an examination the lack of his widdler would be obvious. He shat while Finias watched and then wiped his arse. Anybody watching might not notice the lack of penis; they would see the child stayed tied at all times.
At the end of day three they were near the target’s home, a large farm. It had guards (four), workers, and contained a farm owner who loved to fuck young boys. That wouldn’t have been so bad, but he liked, really liked, to hear new boys crying out in pain as his large cock broke into their anal passage. When the boys finally became incontinent they were discarded. Matty assumed one of them had paid to take revenge.
They slept and then walked down to the farm next day. “STOP! What’s your business?”
“I have a boy your boss might be interested in.” Finias indicated the boy.
“Hands up!” As expected, the man was searched for weapons. The guard looked at the boy, who, as if on cue, pissed himself and fell to his knees crying that he didn’t want to go in.”Go on.”
“Nice touch” Finias said as he dragged the boy along.
Inside, they waited. “Don’t let him drip on the wooden floor! It will stain!” That was a surprise, it was a woman’s voice. A tall stately woman strode across the floor to them. “Well?”
“I was told this boy might be of interest.”
“I’ll take him.” she replied.
“I don’t think so. He’s my property until he’s bought.”
“Don’t take that tone with me! I’ll have you flogged!” Finias looked suitable sorry. “Oh, come on, lets see if Terry wants another boy to play with. I think one of them was thrown out recently.”
“Forgive me, ma’am. What is you role?”
“Hmm? Not that it’s any of your business, I’m his mother.” She was a doting mother willing to let here lovely son ‘play’ with boys if that was what he wanted. They walked up some stairs and then down a corridor. Now they had her with them there were no more checks. Matty was wondering how they would get out.
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