I haven’t written for a while, I am exploring an idea I’ve had for a while.
This will be more of a slow burn thing.
It is set in a sort of dystopian wasteland.
I will greatly appreciate any advice you can give.
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The world had become an arrid and dangerous place.
Wars had broken out everywhere, there was a total atomic apocalypse, yet people survived.? The ones that had survived had a completely new social normal.
Women and girls were used to trade with because when the bombs started falling and bullets were flying. Girls hid while their brothers and fathers had to go out to fight.
So after many years of fighting and killing and dying.
Women had become completely and utterly submissive in their actions. Everything was for the benefit of their masters, or for the survival of their race.
Women had become a commodity, property. They were left cowering behind the alpha man.
This has become the norm for many years now after the great war. It was common for a young girl to be chosen by a master who would then bear children with her, but he would not abandon her, that was unheard of. Man was the savior, the defender. He provided for his woman, his slave/pet.
There was a man who was traveling and fighting his way through the wastelands of what was left of the continent.
He had to fight and kill to survive, or he’d be killed.
Upon doing a raid on a workshop that was well defended. He spent many an hour fighting the man who formerly owned this worn down, ruined shack of a workshop. The corrugated iron walls were rusted through and falling down. Now ridden with bullet holes. The man was shot and killed through one of the bullet holes, while his body lay there, slumped against the iron wall, there was hysterical screams coming from somewhere inside the mess of the shack.
The man cautiously approached the worn down shack, and the female screaming within. Fully prepared to find a scene of gory blood and dirt.
But what the man found was far more ghastly. He found a young woman of about 25,she was tied up, nude and obviously cold. She also looked malnourished and was gaunt she was so skinny.
The man immediately ran to her aid, he draped his thick long trench coat over her and gave her a comforting hug.
“shhh don’t worry…. He won’t hurt you anymore”, she sobbed against him and through tears she managed to say “th….thank you….bu…but what happens….to me now”.
He say there thinking for a while, embracing her tight. He couldn’t just leave her, he had to do something. So it was decided he’d take her with.
Now there was a problem, the chain that bound her had been fused around her neck. She was a slave and she was never getting free, now the man could not just cut out off so it would have to be taken care of later. He grabbed her, found whatever ammunition could be salvaged from this make-do hut and left.
They walked for the whole day and made camp that night, she still did not have clothes of her own but the man had fashioned a quick dress she wore over her skinny frame. When they decided to make camp for the night, the man had a few scraps of food he shared with his companion.
The two of them huddled together for warmth as they shared their first night together.
The first of many.
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If there is interest, I will continue to write this story. Even if just on my page for myself, so check there periodically for updates.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpbn7d/petgirl_gets_married_work_in_progress