Finn
Copyright© 2025 by HAL
Chapter 7
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
Later he walked with Maddy to the market. They bought a chicken and some vegetables, Maddy commented that if they had a cock as well they could breed their own chickens. “I mean a cockerel, we already have a cock.” she tittered.
“Maddy,” he laughed “You were such a quiet, well spoken girl when you arrived.”
“You’re a bad influence. Listen, Finn, that girl...”
“Relax. I won’t fuck her before you. How long before you are fourteen?”
“I’m ready now! You know I am.”
“You think you are, GeezLouise! Have you talked to your mother or your sister? They don’t enjoy it. Why are you so keen?” The expletive was one of those weird hangovers from a long bygone age. No-one knew what it meant, but everybody knew it was extremely rude.
“I just ... I ... Don’t be angry. I don’t think we’ll live very long. Your work will get you killed one day and we’ll be open season then for every fuckwit, arsebum, tearcunt and manky disease ridden bastard -”
“And they are the nice ones!” he laughed.
“Exactly. I want to be a woman before I die. It just seems sad to die clear or die losing your clearness. Or - ... you heard about that girl in the High House?”
“What?” He’d been away at the time it happened and he didn’t listen to gossip much. Information was different to gossip; it wasn’t clear how he differentiated.
“She was my age, about. She was bought and handed round all four brothers; she was ... well she died after. Finn? It isn’t fair.”
“No. It isn’t. Okay, look, I’m waiting until you are fourteen. Believe it or not, I’m really looking forward to it. You’ll be sore by the end.”
“Promise? Oh this damn chicken!” The bird was objecting to being held upside down by it’s legs.
“I promise.”
...
A couple of days passed, Abrigail was talking to Durd the Turd about digging out the privy; Somyae and the girl were shopping, she was determined to find some good quality funghi – that weren’t poisonous (some market traders weren’t careful enough). Finn was away, due back that day; an unusual ‘warning’ job. Basically he had to call in and break a few things, possibly a finger, and then explain why. He was finding some people didn’t want to go straight to the extreme approach.
The boy was talking to Maddy. “You want to have sex, I can tell.”
“Yes, maybe, but not with you!”
“Why not? My sister is willing to fuck Finn any way he wants. Seems only fair that we swap.”
“I’m not Finn’s sister.”
“Not what I mean. He owns you, I own my sister -”
“You do not!”
“Whatever, come on. We don’t even need to tell anyone if you don’t want to. Come on. Come on!” He grabbed her and pulled her towards the sleeping area. She was struggling but he was stronger than her. Some of this was down to his understandable rising hormone levels that were making him want sex more and more; some of it was that his past life had been one of privilege (if he hadn’t forced his sister, he would probably have found a servant to bounce off – he knew the ten year old servant they had employed had already been made to suck his father a few times when his mother had been busy); and some of it was his teenage unwillingness to control himself.
He had her on the bed, with her skirts up and was already feeling for her entrance when the hand grabbed him by the hair and yanked him across the room. Abrigail had come back, and was not in a mood to discuss what they were doing. She could see her daughter was crying and fighting. Tomas drew a knife. His blood was up. He would kill the mother, he said, and then fuck Maddy.
Which was when Finn fortuitously returned early from the small job of warning someone off trying to take another man’s woman in payment of a large debt. It wasn’t impossible that that someone would now employ an assassin (even Finn!) to eradicate the debtor from the scene; but each business deal stood on its own. Finn took in the situation and told the boy: “You have a very small window to leave alive. First put the knife away, then grab your stuff. You can take half the money. Yes half! The other half belongs to your sister.”
“Like fuck it does! I’m the head.”
“I’m not a patient man.”
“I’ll buy her from you!”
“You still here?”
The boy lunged at Finn with his knife, a bad move made worse by the fact that that was when Somyae and the sister returned. She saw her brother lunge forward, she saw the man’s body twist and she saw her brother stumble and fall. Where was his knife? Oh, under him, and in him. You don’t try and stab someone and expect that both of you will walk away unharmed. Everybody knows that. She fell to the floor in a faint. Finn picked up the boy and took him to the yard so he could bleed to death without staining the paving slabs of the house. “You idiot! You just had to wait.”
Toma came out of her faint, she remembered very clearly why she had fainted, she got up and went out and knelt by her dying brother. “We could have left with the money, I would even have let you have me I suppose. Now I’m alone. You stupid, stupid boy.” The last thing his fading brain would register was his sister leaning over and kissing him on the lips, her tunic fell forward and, even now, his thoughts were ‘what pretty tits, if only... ‘
“Sorry for your loss.” Finn said. He had guessed it was all the boy’s fault, he would hear the details later from Abrigail. For now, there was no need to justify or explain. The boy had come at him with a knife, that was all the explanation needed. She looked at him. He could have justifiably removed her too; after all she was part of the same group that had tried to kill him. He showed no desire to do this.
Maddy had her arm round the girl, or the girl had her arm round her, it was hard to tell. “Come on you two.” Abrigail said and drew them into a more private space to talk to them and calm them down.
Finn looked on until Somyae took his arm “Come and show me the river.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Just leave them to work it out. Trust me.” Finn felt what he had felt before, a slight, subtle loss of control. He owned the three, and all but owned the new girl; he brought in all the money and where they lived was his place. He commanded them to his bed when and how he wanted; yet somehow, somehow he was finding the solid ground more slippery than it had been.
The river was a risky place for unaccompanied females, and a welcome place for couples that weren’t sanctioned by their families. Hidden in some bushes (not hidden well enough really), a boy and girl of indeterminate age were grappling with each other with a view to consummating their lust. Near by a woman who had hoped to go down quickly wash some clothes had been found by two men who were taking turns. She was resigned to letting them get done so she could get on with the washing. Her skirts were off and hung on a branch so they did not get muddy. The men weren’t unreasonable to such requests.
“Come with me.” Finn said and found a path that few would have noticed. “Piss off now.” he said to a weedy man who had just finished fucking his daughter in private (his wife had told him if he touched the daughter she would ‘chop his nads off’ and she was the kind of woman to do it). They scampered away, she leaving her underdrawers behind. When the mother realised the girl was missing some clothing, she beat the girl until she confessed. Then she beat the man, but she didn’t cut off his nads.