Hard Time, Book 3
Chapter 1

Copyright© 2010 by Frank Speaks

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Picks up Jonathon's adventures in the future with lots of sex and a fair bit of story. Completely reposted and edited with a few changes. Look for Books 4 and 5. They are being roughed in with writing having started. 4 is the story of some Sin Loos and a reader idea. 5 will be more on the new Atlantans.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Ma/Ma   Consensual   Romantic   Rape   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Post Apocalypse   MaleDom   Light Bond   Group Sex   Orgy   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Fisting   Pregnancy  

We stopped to go over our options and review what our scouts knew about conditions in front of us. When Robby sent out the scouts, he emphasized that they should see and not be seen. The importance of staying out of sight was prime with information being secondary. We felt we needed to surprise any unpleasant people. Our scouts all reported back that they had been unseen. One even went to the edge of Oaks and looked into the town.

We determined that the Oaks had been defeated at least in their town. There was one scout who had noted a large group at one of the buildings at the old institute. This suggested a siege or a very recent victory. Their watchfulness was questionable. We talked all of this over for a while. I wished that Calveen and twenty of his men were here rather than the twenty men that were here, some of whom did not know fighting. I questioned the women about any who could handle a bow or a knife. One admitted she was a good bowman. We gave her a bow and plenty of arrows.

We formed a plan of battle in which we would retake the old town where most of the farmers and hunters lived. With some help from them, we would move to the institute and try to take care of the rest. It was a simple plan as no one but Robby and a couple of his men were really knowledgeable in warfare.

Robby talked to all of us before we set out, "Be careful. You all know each other. Try to only kill the bad guys. If someone surrenders, tie them tightly and leave them for later. Gag them as we want this accomplished as quietly as possible."

The female bowman and I along with a few other shooters spread around town well back. We moved up as close as we could without being seen. We started to pick off Cincy's with our arrows. We got three before there was any alarm. Then, our guys poured out of the forest and ran toward the town to engage them. We kept shooting arrows and advancing slowly. By the time I reached town, it was over. We had ten captives and one killed and one wounded from our party. Robby also had a painful cut across his chest because he misjudged the reach of an enemy. An arrow took the guy before he could get to Robby to finish him off.

A large number of Oaks men were interred in a house. We released them. They went to another house and released the women. I asked where Janet and Susan and the rest of Calveen's and my women were. I was told they were trapped in the institute. Trudy told me that bit of information. She said that Janet, Linda and Susan had been in the institute because of the work going on there. She had been caught because she was in the old town for food. She had been raped a number of times as had many of the other younger women.

Eric and a number of the older men and women had been killed out of hand after the fighting. It seemed that the Cincy's had no use for them.

We reformed with the addition of the Oaks men and started moving toward the institute to finish the job. We left the captives in the hands of the women with their arms and legs tightly tied and their mouths gagged. We moved to the institute quietly mindful that this was a larger group we were attacking and our people were inside their encirclement. There were no lookouts. All the Cincy's were gathered around the administrative building and we could see a number of bodies at the entrance including at least one woman.

We began our attack in the same manner by striking the edges of the Cincy's with arrows. This group was better led or was more ready. We were in for a fight and closed with them. As we did, the door to the Administrative building opened and some people came out and attacked from what had become the Cincy's rear. I heard a loud boom and three of the Cincy's fell dead or wounded. A moment later, there was another and more Cincy's were dropped. The onslaught was terrible to behold. The Cincy's fought hard until only fifteen or so were left. They surrendered and we disarmed them and tied them up. I went to the institute door where Janet and Linda were standing with bows and notched arrows. As soon as Janet saw me, she dropped her bow and ran to me.

We hugged and kissed. She was crying. She said, "I don't know how much longer we could have held out. We had no food and had been trapped in there for three days. Bebby and Rachel didn't make it inside and they killed them even though they were unarmed and lifted their hands in surrender. They shot arrows at them so they ran for the door but didn't make it. We closed and barred the door then. Who were they?"

"They call themselves, Cincy's, and all are captured or killed. Trudy was captured and used cruelly by them. They liked the pretty, young ones. I guess I will have to decide what to do with them."

"Kill them all," she responded.

"No, dear," I said, "We must question them and learn."

"Okay, then kill them."

"We'll see. What was the loud noise?"

"We will show you later. Our new guns work. This was their test."

I gathered my men and the Oaks fighters and brought the prisoners from the institute to the old town square. There, I announced that we should question the prisoners. Eric was dead as were many of the older men and women of the Oaks. I walked over to the prisoners and said, "Who wants to answer questions? It will save your life and make your fellow prisoners' lots more tolerable." One spit at me. No one else did anything. "Who is your leader?" This time, there was no response at all.

"Okay, then we'll do this the hard way. You," picking out the one who had spit at me, "will be first. You men take him and stake him spread eagled face up." As they were doing that, I asked Trudy, "Who seemed to be the ringleader?"

"The one you are staking and one other who I don't see." By this time, the man was laid on the ground and staked out.

"Trudy, would you like to oversee his questioning?"

"Yes, with Linda's help."

"Okay, get started."

Linda borrowed an arrow and a spear. Trudy got a knife. They walked to the man and Linda said, "What is your name?"

"My name is more important than you, you worthless bitch."

Linda didn't like that answer and let her face show it. Trudy had knelt and started to cut off his clothes. He had a small, stubby cock.

 
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