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  1. FTL Non-Default Female Feet V2 1.01 View File ◎ Bare feet for female body exclusively for Sims 4 ◎ Non-default (shoe parts) ◎ Compatible with wickedwhims body selector -Installation- My Documents > Electronic Arts > The Sims 4 > mods -Cautions- 1. Available in Sims 4 version 1.105.332.1020 or higher. 2. (Based on mccc -100~100) When using the slider, it is recommended to use around 0, which is the middle value. If it is too small or too big, your feet may get crushed 3. Applicable only to female body Sims 4. It is a high polygon (11000) mesh, so low-end users beware -compatible- 1. MagicBot pedicure / [MB] Default pedicure https://www.patreon.com/posts/default-pedicure-59229537 2. MagicBot Feet Overlay / [MB] Overlay for feet 7V https://www.patreon.com/posts/feet-7v-upd-08-50798612 2. DallasGirl Toenail / DallasGirl_Toenail Polish HQ [For ALL Feet] https://dallasgirl79.tumblr.com/post/189875407628/petite-feet-v2-new-mesh-merry-christmas-and Credits: ColonelYobo for allowing me to modify his Mesh mauvemorn helped me a lot with how to use Blender ------------------ ★update★ 1.01 : Increased compatibility with MagicBot pedicure. Submitter feettoeslover Submitted 03/06/2024 Category Body Parts Requires  
  2. Version 1.0.1

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    ◎ Bare feet for female body exclusively for Sims 4 ◎ Non-default (shoe parts) ◎ Compatible with wickedwhims body selector -Installation- My Documents > Electronic Arts > The Sims 4 > mods -Cautions- 1. Available in Sims 4 version 1.105.332.1020 or higher. 2. (Based on mccc -100~100) When using the slider, it is recommended to use around 0, which is the middle value. If it is too small or too big, your feet may get crushed 3. Applicable only to female body Sims 4. It is a high polygon (11000) mesh, so low-end users beware -compatible- 1. MagicBot pedicure / [MB] Default pedicure https://www.patreon.com/posts/default-pedicure-59229537 2. MagicBot Feet Overlay / [MB] Overlay for feet 7V https://www.patreon.com/posts/feet-7v-upd-08-50798612 2. DallasGirl Toenail / DallasGirl_Toenail Polish HQ [For ALL Feet] https://dallasgirl79.tumblr.com/post/189875407628/petite-feet-v2-new-mesh-merry-christmas-and Credits: ColonelYobo for allowing me to modify his Mesh mauvemorn helped me a lot with how to use Blender ------------------ ★update★ 1.01 : Increased compatibility with MagicBot pedicure.
  3. Not sure which category this falls under but would like too know if it would be possible to at the very least make Lightning Barefoot in FF13? if this can be done let me know and id be more then happy to commission it. If it ever happens, the mod will be released for public use ofc.
  4. A few days after my final encounter with Isabel, I returned to Croup Manor. I was still torn with myself, had I done the right thing by letting her go? I had killed to regain my freedom and I had shown mercy to the one who stole it from me. I tried to ease my mind, to become someone better, even if it meant leaving a slaver in the wild. She had suffered enough, as much as I had, when I landed in the Commonwealth. "Come on, Calista, stop thinking about it! You made the right decision. No fear of Isabel showing up for revenge. Focus on the bright side!" I came back from a twilight stroll. I had asked Fahrenheit for a little favor, that she find and bring me a gift here at home. I had no doubts about her ability to deliver. Her partner Arnold, my former colleague at Nuka World, was waiting for me on the mansion steps. "Hey Arnold! Sorry to keep you waiting, I was out doing some shore walking. You should try it, especially this time of year, it's so refreshing..." "Don't worry, Calista! I just left your present in the basement, and no, Katy didn't see anything. She's upstairs, watching TV. I handled the delivery but Fahrenheit will drop by tomorrow, she was busy with Hancock today." "Okay, thanks for the heads-up! Are you coming straight home or do you want to spend the night at the manor?" "I'm going back to Goodneighbor, I've got a wife to please you know... That'll give you all night to enjoy your gift, handpicked by Fahrenheit." "Thanks again and have fun with her!" I went home, took off my weapon, jacket, belt and shoes, then went to greet Katy upstairs in the living room. Once again she hadn't listened to me: "Good evening Katy. How many times do I have to remind you? No shoes upstairs and definitely not on the sofa." She looked at me with a guilty smile that said sorry. "Youth... As punishment, you're cooking tonight. I've got a job to do for Kimy in the basement and I don't want to be disturbed. When I finish it, we'll do something together, how about a boat trip?" She smiled and nodded. I had become the mother/sister of the year. After my chat with Katy, I went down to the kitchen for a nice cold beer. I relived my past days: those of insouciance, those of enjoying the little things. We didn't have to stay on alert the whole time and be scared of dying by a hazardous environment. The last time I felt this threatened was during my infiltration of Libertalia, burnt to ashes on that spring night. Since then, everything had gone smoothly. I lay outside on the armchair, watching the very last rays of sunlight reflecting off the navy-blue ocean water. It was my daily guilty pleasure, and I just loved admiring the scenery. This little piece of wonder completely justified why I had decided to live here. Along with the fact that I could freely wander around barefoot... A shame nobody could enjoy them anymore. Later that night, I changed and went into the cellar. My gift was there, waiting for me. It was a pretty naked woman, gagged and bound. She couldn't even budge thanks to the metal bar that restrained her feet down. The girl looked innocent, but don't be fooled. Her name was Niah and she had hired me for a mission that became a trap where I finished in hogtie then handed over to the Gunners a year ago. Karma's a bitch and I hadn't forgotten her trick. Tonight was my payback time. I had changed into a masked dominatrix, no one would have been able to recognize me. But to be honest, I actually liked being the one in control now. "Welcome to hell, Niah! You've pissed off the wrong people and you're about to suffer the consequences of your arrogance! Let's start with an easy one, a hundred lashes. Don't worry, we've got all night to play... And I can't wait to do whatever I damn fucking want!" Dominatrix Calista, wouldn't that have made a great story?
  5. View File Introduction Prisoners and slaves are usually forced to go barefoot and this is true in the Elder Scrolls universe as well. Remember slaves in Morrowind or those prisoners dragged through Skyrim by the Thalmor? I often start my roleplaying runs on the bottom of society, as a runaway slave/prisoner or a poor peasant and have always been upset at how it was way too unrealistic. Dressed in rags, barefoot and penniless, my character can run across Skyrim as fast as a shod one without any consequences and buy/sell items at normal prices without the merchants batting an eyelash. Whatever happened to no shoes, no service? This mod tries to add a touch of realism to this experience. Feet now get dirtier (using SlaveTats) depending which surfaces the player has been walking on and can be washed by wading in a stream or using a spell. This isn't a cosmetic change, either: the player's speechcraft skill is affected by the dirtiness of their feet. There's also an option for merchants to refuse service to barefoot characters in cheap clothing or all barefoot characters. Innkeepers will also refuse to rent rooms to people with dirty feet. A kidnapped noble girl with pampered feet now won't be able to run away from those bandits easily. Every surface has a different roughness level which influences the chances to step on something nasty and stagger, stopping the character for a bit and alerting everyone to their presence. Worse even, just walking barefoot slowly accumulates feet pain, slowing the player down. The pain heals slowly over time, but don't expect to be able to walk even from Riverwood to Whiterun without moderate pain by the end of the trip. Luckily, the character's feet will get tougher over time and at higher levels the player will be able to even sprint across gravel without letting out so much as a whimper. Feet toughness decays over time, though, so it may well be back to square one after a year of shod life. The only good side to this mod for now is that being barefoot adds 10 to the character's sneak skill. Finally, ever wondered how those ZaZ/DD ankle irons managed to fit over your character's massive boots? There's also an option to unequip boots or shoes when the character's ankles are shackled. That barefoot fettered girl won't be able to just loot some boots off of a dead soldier to ease her ordeal. All of this is powered by a highly customizable (via MCM) and slightly overengineered mess of exponential decay functions and thresholds. This is a rather early version, so don't use it on saves that you value. I've been using it for a couple of years and decided to release it to the world since it mostly seems to work, but I've only added MCM customization recently, so it could be broken. This mod isn't really gender-specific, but I've only tested the dirty feet SlaveTats textures on female feet. Installation and requirements Requirements: SKSE SkyUI SlaveTats ZaZ Animation Pack / Devious Devices are not a hard requirement: if either are installed, the mod detects their leg irons (keywords zbfWornAnkles/zad_DeviousAnkleShackles) as having an option to block footwear. Bathing In Skyrim is also a soft dependency: when the player washes, their feet become clean too. I couldn't find a good way to hook into the BIS washing process, so currently the mod resets feet dirtiness to 0 whenever the BIS dirtiness global decreases (which only happens when the player washes). So if the player is clean and washes again, this won't reset the feet dirtiness -- but if the BIS dirtiness is >20% and the player washes, then it will. The dirt textures work with female CBBE (by default) and UNP (download the file BarefootRealism_UNP_(merge only!).zip and overwrite the base mod's files with it). Installation: Copy the files to your Skyrim/Data directory or use Mod Organizer. There's nothing really specific about the installation and there's no FNIS required for now. Roadmap / future work Stuff I am currently working on/planning to work on for the mod. Priority is mostly based on how much people want it and whether it's a severe gameplay-impacting bug, as well as how much fun I'd have working on it. High Textures for other foot types (SoS/UNP Special (?)) Medium Cleaning/water detection inconsistent with some areas not being detected as water. Some sort of a cloak spell to add dirt tattoos to NPCs around? Low Tear out SlaveTats hard dependency and switch to NiOverride instead. Refactor the scripts and move stuff out from OnUpdate and into OnEquip/Unequip Advanced Details This is the maths that powers the mod. I'll also describe the effect of the default settings. You don't really need to read this, unless you want to customize your experience. Barefoot Realism adds 3 parameters/skills to the player, all ranging from 0 to 1: feet dirtiness, roughness and pain. They're stored in 3 globals: PlayerFeetDirtiness, PlayerFeetRoughness and PlayerFeetPain and are the only bits of player state. You can modify them with console commands to back them up if you are going to delete the mod, for example. Dirtiness Barefoot Realism can detect the surface the player is walking/running on, which lets different surfaces have different dirtiness levels. In addition, BR also detects the location type the player's in. The reasoning behind this is that a stone floor in someone's house will be much cleaner than the stone floor in a random dungeon. Here are the default surface dirtiness levels: Stone: 0.2 Dirt: 0.4 Mud: 1.0 Wood: 0.2 Grass: 0.3 Snow: 0.1 Carpet: 0.05 Gravel: 0.2 Water: -5.0 The default location dirtiness multipliers are: Home (any owned interior): 1.0 Mines/prisons (dungeons with "Mine"/"Prison" in the name): 1.5 City (exterior): 2.0 Other dungeons: 2.0 Wilderness: 2.5 The total surface dirtiness is surface dirtiness * location dirtiness multiplier In addition, if it's raining, the dirtiness is multiplied by 2. The feet dirtiness tends to the total surface dirtiness: it's logical that the player's feet won't get dirtier than the actual surface the character's walking on. Dirtiness per step = (total surface dirtiness - feet dirtiness) * multiplier If the feet are dirtier than the ground, the multiplier is 0.0005 and if they're cleaner, the multiplier is 0.001 (so accumulating dirt is faster than cleaning it off by walking on a clean surface). The water dirtiness level is negative: the player can run around in some water sources (like the streams in Whiterun's Cloud District that they can still get to very often) to decrease feet dirtiness or use the Wash Feet spell near/in a body of water (waterfalls etc, the bodies are the same as defined in iNeed) to clear the dirtiness completely. There are 5 spells draining Speechcraft and SlaveTats tattoos applied to the player's feet at different dirtiness levels: 0.0 (Speechcraft -10), 0.03 (-20), 0.1 (-30), 0.3 (-40), and 0.9 (-50). At feet dirtiness > 0.25, innkeepers will refuse to rent rooms to the player. Roughness and Pain Different surfaces and location also have different roughness levels and again, to get the total roughness level, both are multiplied: Stone: 0.4 Dirt: 0.2 Mud: 0.1 Wood: 0.2 Grass: 0.1 Snow: 0.7 Carpet: 0.05 Gravel: 1.0 Water: 0.05 Home: 0.1 Mines/prisons: 1.2 City: 1.0 Other dungeons: 1.5 Wilderness: 1.5 Feet pain accumulates per step as well. The formula is: pain multiplier * (total surface roughness / (feet roughness + 1)) ^ pain exponent The default pain multiplier is 0.01 and the exponent is 4. This might be a bit overengineered, but the idea is that the pain increase dramatically decreases when feet roughness is greater than the total surface roughness. Let's say the feet roughness is 0 and the player is walking around Whiterun (location roughness 1.0, surface roughness 0.4 for a total of 0.4). Then, with the default settings, the pain increase is 0.01 * (0.4 / (0 + 1)) ^ 4 = 0.000256 per step or 0.256 per thousand steps. If the roughness is 0.4, we get 0.01 * (0.4 / 1.4)^4; 0.067 per thousand steps. If the roughness is 1, we get 0.016. Feet pain decays constantly at a default rate of 0.25 per game day. So at a roughness level of 0, a thousand steps around Whiterun will take a whole game day to clear and at a roughness level of 1, it will take about 1.5 hours to clear, presumably faster than accumulating them. The feet roughness increases every step by a roughness multiplier (default 0.1) * the pain increase incurred. So by default, it accumulates 10 times slower than the pain. The roughness also decays at a default rate of 0.005 per game day (50 times faster the pain), so it will take 200 game days for fully trained feet to return to the 0 level. Stagger Chance Staggering by stepping on a pebble or a twig is a way to immediately slow down the player. It also emits a detection event, alerting enemies to the player's location. The stagger chance per every step is: 0.1 * e ^ (stagger exponent * feet roughness) * movement modifier * total surface roughness The default stagger exponent, -4.6052, has been calibrated so that at feet roughness of 0 the stagger chance (before applying movement/surface modifiers) is 10% and at the roughness of 1 the stagger chance is 0.1%. The movement modifier depends on whether the player is running (1.0), walking (default 0.25), sneaking (default 0.1) or sprinting (default 2.0). With these defaults, a player running on a stone road (roughness 0.4) in the wilderness (roughness 1.5) will have a 6% chance of staggering every step (about every 15 steps). If she's sprinting, the chance becomes 12% (about every 8 steps). If she decides to save her feet and step off from the road into the dirt instead (roughness 0.2), she has a 3% chance of staggering (about every 33 steps) if running and 6% if walking. Submitter cytochrome_p450 Submitted 01/06/2018 Category Other Requires SKSE, SkyUI, SlaveTats Special Edition Compatible No  
  6. I had been hanging out in Diamond City for a week. I had sold all my loot at the market and no, I didn't flirt with the girl in the white shirt this time. I was in need of an adventure. I was staying at the Dugout Inn looking for a new bounty or something alike. As I left, the bartender told me that someone had just put a notice on the wall next to the exit. Looks like this was going to be my day! The note read: "Looking for a professional. Come see me at my store northwest of Chestnut Hillock Reservoir. Follow the road, can't miss." I went to the basin. It was relatively close to Diamond City but I chose to take my time to avoid problems. I hesitated on the direction to follow. The store was supposed to be after the Diner, it was the only road that led to the West. The note was right. There was a small store with a salesgirl, probably the author of the notice. I took the time to observe the surroundings, I had never been in this area before and the forest was beautiful here. I went to the counter to introduce myself. She knew who I was and picked up the discussion: "Oh yes, you're Calista right? I heard your name around Bunker Hill, you saved a girl. You're going to be perfect for this job. A gang of raiders is coming to collect their tax in a few hours. I'd like to get rid of them. 300 caps and you can take everything they had." "Sounds good to me. You want me to ambush them? I could hide in your storeroom if you'll let me in." "Very good idea! It will be an easy target for you!" I walked into the room. It was small and narrow with crops growing. I was looking for where I could observe the exchange between the vendor and the raiders. She spoke up: "Sorry dear, but you are the target." She slammed the door and closed it. I tried to force it open, but it didn't work. The gas that was used to feed the plants was released at full blast. I began to stagger, the smell was unbearable. I was slowly losing control. I couldn't do anything. After a minute I fainted. If I was the target, I fell into her trap like a beginner. When I opened my eyes, I saw the saleswoman above me. She had tied my hands and feet and gagged my mouth. I felt so helpless. "Looks who's awake. Sorry girl, but it's just business. I took your purse, your gun, your ring, your glasses and your boots. I apologize for the latter, but I had to take them off you to tie you up like that. It's brave to wear them without socks. Either way, my handler will be here in a few hours. That's why you're gagged, I don't want you to scare my customers. In the meantime, stay still." I tried to move a little to untie myself but there was nothing I could do. A few hours later, the saleswoman opened the door again. "Looks like I'm going to be rid of you. Too bad, I was starting to enjoy your presence. She's here Sergeant." "So this is the notorious Calista? To be tricked by a simple saleswoman, what a joke! Listen carefully, my commander wants to see you. I'm going to remove these ropes and then I'm going to handcuff you. We have a little way to go and I want to get home before it gets dark. Don't try anything and I won't shoot you, okay?" "Let's get moving. You better not slow down or I'll make you pay." Like a feeling of deja vu. No shoes, handcuffed and forced to obey someone stronger than me. The saleswoman allowed herself one last sentence for me: "Have a good trip! My advice for the day is, make good choices." "Keep the pace prisoner, toward the tunnel." I was dealing with a Gunner. I had heard they were the best mercenaries in the Commonwealth, in equipment and numbers. The way she spoke, her clothes and her rank, all led me to that conclusion. I kept moving forward, trying to clear my head. I started to drag in the tunnel, my feet were not used to walk on concrete anymore. The sergeant kicked me to force me to speed up. "What the hell are you doing? I don't care if you're barefoot, hurry up!" I lost my balance and almost fell. We crossed a bridge. Beyond it stood the elevated highway. "See what's behind the trees? Yep, that's where we're going. We'll go through the little town and then take an elevator to the top. Stay good and keep moving." As we passed through the small town, the gunner stopped me and pushed me towards a ruined pub. "Inside, I want to make sure there's no trouble ahead." This little stop allowed me to catch my breath. The sergeant was looking at the landscape before she turned to me. "You look pissed off girl. Is it because you got screwed or because you got robbed? Look at you, she even took your shoes. Are your feet not too sore?" "Mmmhuck fffou!" "A little touchy, huh? Come one, we can go the freeway." We passed under the highway. She kicked me again. My balance took a hit but I held on. It was so humiliating, I had to comply. "Move over there, we have a lift to catch." Once on the lift, she forced me to sit down. I tried to think of how to get out of this situation but I couldn't think of any solution. The gunner kept her eyes on me. "Listen carefully, Calista. Once you're in the camp, you better tell us what we want to know. We are known for not taking prisoners. If you're no good to us, you'll be executed. Got it?" I nodded. I had to be smart about this one. "Come on we're almost there move your ass!" She grabbed me so I could step over the highway ramp faster. I felt the cold metal under my feet, it wasn't a pleasant sensation. We found ourselves in front of the gates. She ordered me to kneel down until they opened. It was impossible for me to escape, the turret would take care of it if I tried anything. "Private, this is the Sergeant. I'm coming in with the prisoner. Is the commander present?" "Yes ma'am, she's in her cabin." The highway was used as a Gunner's lair. They were many and especially well equipped with reinforced armor, laser weapons and missile launchers. I looked like a novice compared to them. Maybe that explains why I was their target. A beginner who tried to compete with them and ended up handcuffed and brought barefoot to their leader. The sergeant threw me at the commander's feet. She was delighted to see me. "Good job Sarge. Welcome Calista, we've heard about you and your recent work. We had been targeting this building for weeks and it took a girl with enough balls to come in and steal our loot. That's why you're still alive. We'll start the questioning tomorrow. Sergeant, take her to the storage room and tear off her top, she's not worthy of our colors."
  7. So that was the special outfit? A pink see-through top and nothing else? Good thing I fit in so nicely. Liemanto wanted a private session and I was curious about his other work. 50 caps to dance almost naked and do a trick or two, I've had worse jobs. Ten times more if I accepted his other job... It could be anything, that's what made me suspicious. The bathroom led to a private room with a mini-bar, an L-shaped sofa and a pole dance bar in the middle. Liemanto was waiting for me to start my show. Like every one of them, I started by shacking my butt. "You look great like this, Calista. Damn I missed that ass. So round and firm... You just want to play with it." "I know, it's quite an exercise to keep it that way!" "I have no doubt about that. Well, let's talk about the job. A ghoul's gang from Goodneighbor clashed with the cartel. I lost some cargo that was stored in their warehouse. The problem is, you can't get in unless you have the password. That's where you come in." After warming up, I moved to the pole, I didn't have much space to do moves. Liemanto kept briefing me. "We identified one of the gang members. He requested a hooker's services in two days. We got this information from the pimp who is worried about his employee. That's why you will replace her. You have more experience and you know how to defend yourself. She doesn't know anything, you'll have to knock her out and take something from her: a collar with the word SLUT on it. This was the code decided with this gang, they are hidden and very suspicious." "The meeting takes place at the Boyston Club, around 6 pm. The ideal would be that you neutralize the prostitute in the nearby park. Mykola will take care of bringing her back safe and sound. As for you, you will have to find a way to make him say the password. Be careful, this guy is a threat. When you think you've found it, get the hell out. We'll handle him." The job sounded like a scam to me. Taking someone's place for a job brought me to this point. Except this time, I was going to have backup. I ended our private show with a short back flip. "There you go, you know all about the job. Mrs. Schwartz will get you clothes that match the hooker's. Something with a slutty secretary. Do you have any questions?" Everything had been explained to me, even if some of the stuff looked fishy, that shouldn't stop me. I took a seat next to Liemanto, stretching my leg after my little workout. "Let me get this straight, in two days around 6 pm, I knock out a prostitute, take her collar and meet her client the ghoul at the Boyston Club. I get him to talk so he can tell me some kind of password and I'm out of there. My reward is 500 caps, right? I take the job, Liemanto. And I'll also take the 50 caps for the private dance." He nodded in agreement. I didn't know what I was getting into, but if it increased my relationship with the cartel boss, I was going to do it. Two days later, around 5:30 pm. I hid myself while waiting for the hooker to show up. There was barely anyone around until I saw a pretty woman strolling down the park's path. The opening gambit was about to be set in motion. She had just reached the street where I was waiting for her, hidden in a set of stairs. I had an outfit that matched hers, except for the skull mask. She didn't need to know who I was and I didn't want to get in trouble. The heels I was wearing were going to make some noise, so I opted to take them off in order to silently jump on the girl. I approached in my bare feet and gripped onto her. One hand tugging at her collar, the other preventing her from screaming. Plus I forced her to look at the sky. My legs locked tightly around hers made it impossible for the prostitute to move. It was only a matter of time before she passed out. She collapsed on the sidewalk, unconscious. I picked up her collar that I had just choked her with. I took no pleasure in it, somehow I did her a favor. I was the one who was going to be at risk from a Goodneighbor gangster. I moved the prostitute to the stairs I was hiding. Damn, she was heavy! I didn't need to tie her up, Mykola would soon be there to handle her anyway. Good thing I took off my heels, I wouldn't have been able to get this kind of balance with them on. I put my pumps back on, threw the mask into the park's small pond and walked to the Boyston Club, which was on the other side. On the way, I also put on the collar I recently acquired and a pair of glasses. I now looked like a sexy secretary! With a very... slutty side. Not my fault, look at my neck! I took the elevator upstairs to the Boyston Club. The doors opened to a fairly fat silhouette gazing at the sunset. The place hadn't been visited since the bombs. Overturned seats, scattered wine bottles, skeletons... The last party held here ended badly. That wasn't going to be the case tonight, I hoped. We met in the middle of the lounge. "Good evening, sir." "Hi cutie, I like your collar. Are you ready for an incredible evening? Come on, let's have a drink!" The gangster and I seated ourselves around the coffee table. He poured himself a glass of wine, I gently declined. "You see this place is a relic of the past. Celebrities used to meet here to drink and smoke in peace. The space was even used in one of my favorite John Woo movies. Damn, I loved that filmmaker..." The ghoul kept talking about the past. I had many of the references he mentioned, maybe I could force the line a little. "Wow! You are lucky to have lived all this! The social events, the debauchery, the movies, especially those from John Woo." The gangster finished his glass of wine in one gulp, he barely listened to anything I said, except when I said John Woo. I saw him give me a brief glance. Why that? The ghoul knocked over his armchair in an abrupt manner. I got scared and moved away from him. He looked at me and made an obscene gesture with his hands. "Let's cut the chit-chat, it's time to fuck! Take off your clothes, I want to see what's underneath." "Wait, you're a little too fast for me honey, I don't know if I'm ready." I stepped back until I was blocked by the wall. The gangster was getting closer to my face, he put his hand on the wall to prevent me from running away. "What's wrong with you? You don't drink, you don't want to fuck, are you actually a whore?" "Listen, I'm a bit shy, this is the first time I'm doing it with a ghoul..." "Oh okay, I see. You're one of those ghoul-hating bitches, aren't you? I think you deserv a humility lesson you slut!" I didn't have time to react as he put both his hands on my throat and choked me. This was so sudden and violent, I was lifted off the ground. I even lost my heels in the process. I had to react quickly or this fat, disgusting ghoul was going to rip me to shreds. "Any last wishes, bitch?" I used all the energy I had in me to break the hold. In a spirit of hope, I answered him. "Yeah, fuck you fatty!" I hit his groin with my knee and loaded my palm to slam his ear with it. He'd messed with the wrong person and I wasn't going to be shy about beating the crap out of him. My blows broke his grip and he found himself on all fours, holding his lower stomach for an obvious reason. I gained momentum and was about to smash his skull with my bare foot. My last fight was several months ago, a drunken battle in Goodneighbor. I felt I did fairly well today, despite a bad start. After my kick to his face, I put my foot on his ravaged skin. I had beaten him and wanted to make sure I had the right password for the cartel. He was quite stunned but I only needed a yes or no anyway. "Is your gang's password John Woo? Answer me dirtbag!" "John... Who?" He finally passed out. I had no reason to stay here anymore, I picked up my heels and headed for the elevator. I put on my white pumps and tried to think of what the password meant. Damn the bastard, he choked me so hard I was still coughing! Anyway. What if the password was a question, like "John who?" and the answer was John Woo, the movie director from that time? It was a very silly idea but just as brillant. Goodneighbor had the ghoul John Hancock as its mayor, who was the obvious answer to that question. John who? Hancock. No one from the Commonwealth could know John Woo, the password seemed logical from that point of view. Mykola was waiting for me in the reception hallway. "Is it done Calista? Do you have the password?" "Your man lies totally knocked out on the upper floor. I'm pretty sure the password is John Woo spelled with one W and two O's. He was a movie director. When I tried to find out more about him, the gangster attacked me and I had to fight back. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home." "All right, you did a great job. The hooker you replaced is fine, thanks for not embarrassing her more than necessary. Stop by Liemanto's residence tomorrow morning to receive your payment. Have a nice evening."
  8. The barracks were located behind the prison building. As a prisoner, I had never set foot there myself. "I'm curious, Warden, how do you deal with your prisoners? Don't they give you a hard time?" "Even if they were criminal vermin in the past, no, they play nice here. Because we can make their lives miserable. After 6 months, we either find a customer to get rid of them and fill our pockets with caps, or we send them to Paradise Falls, next to the Capital's Wastelands." "I presume you've planned ahead to make sure everything goes the right way. Including fitting them with high-security collars..." "You've got a sharp eye, miss. In case of an escape, they're triggered remotely. We always have someone at the nearby security post outside the perimeter watching." Calista had asked for my jumpsuit to be removed. The warden dealt with this before handcuffing me again. She had taken off her jacket and boots to make herself more at ease. "Damn Isabel, what are those ugly scars on your back? It looks like someone didn't go easy on you..." "Courtesy of your pal Fahrenheit, she's the one who tortured me into ratting. But I'm not a snitch, so I ended up here." "I knew she was brutal, but not to this extent... I'm very sorry. I might have something that can make you feel better..." It wasn't my former slave in front of me, but the impression of dealing with my old self. Calista got down on her knees, opened my thighs and started licking my pussy. I had forgotten how good it felt, how my body heated up... I let out a few moans of delight. She was good with words, but she knew how to roll her tongue even more. Calista took off her remaining clothes and after arousing me, I had to turn her on also. I remembered her sensitive pussy and her soft skin. She was among my favorite slaves. "Well... Looks like someone's starving down here. Keep going, Isabel! To be honest, I missed your perfect licks. You know what? Let me lay down on the bed. I'm gonna make you come like never in your life!" We ate each other's pussies. Even in handcuffs and in my current predicament, I enjoyed it. Damn, she had become very horny too! Just like me and my old sexual urges. We kept going until we reached climax, releasing heavy moans one after the other. Without a single doubt, one of the best orgasms I've ever had. Calista got dressed while I slowly regained my stamina. She sucked out every bit of energy left in me from my imprisonment. Watching her leave and saying goodbye to me, I was torn between the desire to kill her for what she put me through and the desire to simply want her. "Thanks for the quickie, Isabel! Now I can say a proper farewell." "Wait, wait, wait! Are you really going to leave me here when you have the resources to own me? Why don't you just buy me?" "Sorry, I'm not interested in owning someone. Too many obligations. Kiss darling!" Time passed. I pondered on my encounter with Calista and the more I looked back, the more I realized how badly I had failed. First by trying to smuggle her to Miami as a slave, she killed a whole train full of raiders before escaping. Then, after picking her up from Libertalia, I could have just kept her at Nuka World. Calista enjoyed her acting career and brought me so many capsules, but I wanted more... In the end, she retaliated and here I was, a few weeks away from a one-way ticket to Paradise Falls. "So Isabel, think you know where our collars are powered?" "I guess, yeah, the only place outside with any electricity is that giant billboard. As you said Trixie, we need a diversion to get to it. And something to pick the courtyard door." "I'm going to leave a bobby pin in the ashtray, so make good use of it." "When do you and Cheryl have to leave?" "I don't know but our days are numbered." Trixie really wanted to run away, but Cheryl had accepted her fate. She listened to our escape plan without any real hope of success. A few days later, one evening, the guard ordered Cheryl and Trixie to remove their jumpsuits and walk towards the prison entrance. Their 6-month incarceration had come to an end. And thus began their life of slavery, destined for the Capitals Wastelands. Trixie said a few words to me before leaving the cell block: "Sorry Isabel, you're on your own now, good luck." I didn't know what to say to her, I had this feeling... Sorrow. "Move your ass Trixie, I don't have all night! What are you looking at, Isabel? Just for the record, you'll be next on the list!" Alone, once again. I was used to it when I lived as Queen, but this solitude in prison seemed quite new to me. I felt myself fading away little by little... And cleaning the kitchen or tending the crops wasn't helping my mental health. But I had to remain focused; I would have one opportunity to escape, and no one would be holding me back. My sanity was also suffering due to the experimental treatments I received. An injection of some medicine here, an injection of some drug there, I became the study subject of those bastard wardens. I was finding myself unable to resist. "That's a good girl. The next dose will be in a few weeks, and you'll continue to be well-behaved and obedient, won't you, Isabel?" "What the... You dosed me with... You bitch..." "Come on, come on, no such rude words. How about you spend a day resting outside? I'll even leave you naked!" "You... Kiss my..." I felt so weak, like after weeks of physical torture. I prefered the punishment given by bitchy Fahrenheit to the current one. The guard took me outside to tie me with ropes to a wooden cross. Muscle fatigue, cramps, palpitations, I had it all. I was so angry, I would have done anything to kill them all and burn down the jail. And then one evening, an explosion blasted the jail's entrance. It had enough of an impact for the guards to verify the damage on site. I could hear the prison warden shouting his orders: "Hurry up boys, go and check, I don't want a blackout!" I saw the turrets above the building shut down. It was the diversion I needed to get the hell out of there or die trying. I took the bobby pin from the ashtray and picked the courtyard door. The cunt guard who had bullied me was at the top of the tower. I planned to leap over the fence to reach the outside and get closer to the billboard. And knock out her fucking teeth on the way. I ran up and tackled the guard. She drew her rifle when she heard me coming up the stairs, but didn't have time to fire. I thought about using her body as a landing mat, she deserved nothing more than this - the bitch had tormented me for months. On falling, the guard lost consciousness and I only suffered a mild pain in my shoulder. I was out, but I still needed to lose the collar. "Sorry bitch, but you had it coming! Shame you left your rifle behind, you could have made yourself useful one more time... Go to fucking hell." I kept on moving towards the billboard. And I was right: a guard sat there, monitoring the area around the prison. It happened to be the same bastard responsible for humiliating me on my first day cultivating crops back in jail. He hadn't spotted me and I intended to make him pay for his own cockiness. "Do you guys copy? The explosion is controlled and there is no longer any power damage. Wait, why is one of the collars so close..." The answer to his question was at the tip of my bare foot, soon to be smashed into his head. Enough of these pricks, they deserved nothing more than my vengeful wrath. I hurried to remove the collar around my neck. I had to move fast and find a weapon, that scumbag didn't have one. On my way out of the control room, someone had left a handwritten message on the fence: "If you want to disappear forever, meet me at the Concord Museum." It might be my only chance to vanish from the Commonwealth without a bounty on my head. I had to go, Concord was about fifteen minutes' walk north, past the woods. In the woods, I found among a pile of branches a board that I could use as a weapon. It wasn't much, but at least I could defend myself against the local wildlife if I came across any. I didn't know what to expect at the meeting place. I doubted the value of my makeshift weapon, but if I could get a better one... Or rather, a pair of boots. After about ten minutes of running through the forest, I saw a large building next to a church. From what I remembered, it was definitely the Concord Museum. All I had was my prison jumpsuit, a board and my bare feet. The odds were clearly on my side before the big reveal. I walked into the museum. Inside, a raider's corpse was displayed, along with a familiar woman's presence on the back bench: Calista, my former slave who had visited me in prison. Why had she come here? Did she want to finish me off? "Isabel! Welcome! I knew you'd make it, I never doubted your skills. We don't have much time, so I'll have to be brief. Your freedom comes at a price. Ready to hear it?" "Calista you fucking bitch, I'm gonna beat the crap out of you for all the shit you put me through!" Although she was the outside help behind my escape, she had just signed her own death wish. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down. You're not going to kill the person who set you free, are you? If you come any closer, my partner up there will neutralize you." Looking up, I spotted a tiny woman holding an assault rifle, aiming at me. Calista was smart, she had foreseen my impulsive reaction. She didn't want me dead, she wanted to talk to me. So I dropped the makeshift board. "Thanks Isabel. To avoid any further harm, please step back, kneel down and put your hands behind your head. I'd like to tell you a little story." "A long time ago, when I used to be enslaved by the raiders, I faced a dilemma: stay and die as such, or kill an innocent girl to regain my freedom. I'll let you guess the choice I made if I'm now standing in front of you. Today, I offer you the same choice. This dead raider will be Isabel, the escaped prisoner from Starlight Drive In. As for you, you can leave this place and go back to your life of raider or slaver for all I care, the farther the better. I'll give you 15 minutes to make up your mind." "Wait Calista, why are you doing all this? Someone with your vengeful spirit would have already killed me in that basement months ago. Why did you let me live? To torture me? To make me endure what I made you endure? The only abuse I regret now is pushing you too far and betraying you to Nuka World. And now I'm supposed to believe you let me live? What if one day I came to kill you? Answer me, damn it!" She looked at me with a cold, impassive gaze. I could have said anything to her, and she wouldn't have budged an inch. Calista left the museum's main hall. On the way, she stopped and voiced her last thoughts: "You saved me from Libertalia, I saved you from prison, that makes us even. You may still be a slavering cunt, but you do have honor among thieves. Take the body clothes and leave the Commonwealth, without ever coming back. Don't make me regret this choice, Isabel..." A couple of days later, I decided to go to Nuka World. Some raiders still owed me some favors and this might be the good start for a new beginning elsewhere. Looking at the pre-war billboards, I actually found my destination: Vegas. I wondered, why not make a debauched life there? Maybe become a mercenary and spend all my money on casinos and liquor? Calista had given me that option, and I thanked her for it. Besides the shotgun I had found in an abandoned house, a rather friendly dog was in the vicinity. I never dealt with animals before, only slaves, but I figured they worked the same way: a collar, some food and a decent mistress to keep them happy. "Okay big boy, are you ready to follow me? We're heading to Vegas! It's a long way, but together we'll get there, eh? Alright, let's go pal!" From raider to slaver, from prisoner to near-slave, the Commonwealth showed me how a situation we took for granted is no guarantee: everything can change in a split second. Calista had experienced this, my former slaves too, and so did I. Things went to hell, but I was lucky enough to remain alive and free of my own past. Perhaps I should get my hands on her story, to understand who she really was. Who knows, I might discover we were far more alike than I thought... THE END
  9. Back to Goodneighbor. These events are directly related to the History chapter, from a different perspective: the character who was captured and brought here. I am Isabel. I used to be known as the Queen, and I ruled my little world with an iron fist. All that came to an end when I was betrayed and tortured by my former slave, who took revenge on me. I underestimated her then she turned me in to Goodneighbor's rulers, whom I'd tried to con by allying myself with the Triggermen, their local enemies. I was still chained and gagged in their prison cell when the woman who had escorted me in, Fahrenheit and her boss Hancock showed up for a quick chat: "At last we got you Isabel. You've made quite the mess these last few weeks around Goodneighbor and you're going to pay for it. My associate here will handle your interrogation. I want names and locations on the Triggermen. The faster you tell us, the less you'll have to suffer. Your choice starting tomorrow." I wasn't going to talk. Fuck them. Torture sessions began. For several days I was beaten all over my body. "Where are they hiding? Say it!" I remained silent, I had no intention of giving that bitch anything. Punching method failed. The cunt switched to the whip. My whole back and buttocks were lacerated by her repeated lashings day after day. "Tell me where the Triggerman's place is!" My skin burned red hot from the pain but I persisted in keeping my mouth shut. The whip also failed. The bitch used my slave's method to make me talk: tickling. "Calista was right, you are ticklish! I'll let you rot in this bathtub until I get the information I want." My pain turned into one vast, untreatable ache. I couldn't laugh no more. Since tickling also failed, bitchy Fahrenheit took out her frustration by fucking me dirty. She took great pleasure in it, as I would have done if I were in her place. Restrained on the ground, she went on for anal sex. Her strength tore my ass. I couldn't blame Fahrenheit for doing so, but I was determined to tell her nothing. "So, ready to talk or do I have to make you a new hole?" "Any progress with Isabel?" "Sorry Hancock, I tried everything: fists, whip, tickling, sex and she didn't even flinch. I can't do anything more with her." "Too bad, we'll have to get rid of her. I have acquaintances who run a correctional facility north of Lexington. Take her there tomorrow. Maybe before she's enslaved to Paradise Falls and the Capital Wastelands, Isabel might consider making some kind of peace with herself." "I doubt it, she was a cold, remorseless queen slaver. That part of her life is finished for good." At dawn, I was shackled and gagged, then transported by Fahrenheit to the destination Hancock had indicated. We left Boston over a bridge and didn't meet a single soul. "Hurry up Isabel, I want to get home before nightfall." In another life, I was the one escorting people over long distances. A bygone time... When I slowed down, the bitch at my back kicked me to speed up again. "Quit dragging your feet, we're not there yet!" Around noon, we arrived. The place was a correctional facility for turning bandits into slaves. I had heard of it, but I didn't give a damn about these guys. Former raiders from Lexington and Gunners defectors teaming up to run a prison, big joke. But now I had become their victim. I was introduced to the prison warden, a gray-haired old guy reformed from the Gunners' military life. Fahrenheit made me get down on my knees, the bitch.... "Dear sir, I bring you Isabel, former slave queen. From Hancock, with his respects." "How ironic to have a slaver turn into a slave. Please thank Hancock for me. She will be in our custody for a while before we send her to Paradise Falls if we receive a lucrative offer." I was offered the same deluxe treatment as all new prisoners: a jumpsuit, a high-tech shock collar and a fresh haircut. I didn't recognize myself at all, I never thought I could fall to such lowly status, to the same league as the people I used to enslave. "Look how beautiful you are, my dear! Time to go to the cells now." The prison was a small, narrow building. The guards' offices led to the dining area, which itself led to the holding cells. There were no windows, and security doors at every threshold. On top of that, a bitchy guard who thought she could do anything. Luckily for her, I was handcuffed. "Keep going straight ahead, don't try anything or I'll make you regret it." The guard forced me into the empty holding cell. I wasn't the only prisoner here; in the next cell stood a young blonde girl, who viewed the scene with surprise. I felt so angry, clenching my teeth to contain my rage against that guard cunt. After pushing me down, removing the handcuffs and locking me in, the guard left. The woman prisoner reassured me: "Oh shit, they didn't miss you... Sorry about this mate, welcome to prison." "Don't worry about me, Blondie." "My name is Cheryl, what's yours?" "Isabel. I don't feel like talking right now, I'm going to lay down on the bed." Those were the first words out of my mouth in weeks. A bed and makeshift toilet, the great Commonwealth luxury. I needed some rest, but that didn't stop Cheryl from speaking her thoughts out loud. "I never thought my little thefts and robberies would bring me here, to this jail. I've been here for 3 months now and I'm dreading the day when I'll become a slave... I'm trying to get used to the idea, but it's hard... Anyway, I'll shut up. If you want to talk, I'm always here." The days passed and looked the same. I spent most of my time in my cell, except for meal times, held at the canteen next door. The bruises went away, but not the deep lashes on my back. I hadn't set foot outside since my arrival at the prison until that day: "Hey new girl! Congratulations, you'll be tending our crops today. You'll be partnered with Trixie, she's been in solitary confinement since her escape attempt. Don't even dare because you'll be punished more severely, you've been warned." It was nice to see the sun again and feel the fresh wind on my skin. Even if I had to do a dirty job, digging the earth with my bare hands to tend the crops, at least I wasn't alone in my misfortune. "Oh shit, you're Queen Isabel, aren't you? I barely recognized you, you're famous all over the Commonwealth!" "In another life I was, yes. So you're Trixie and you tried to escape, didn't you?" "Hush, we'll talk about it later, the guard's watching us a little too closely." At the end of the day, the guard handcuffed Trixie and took her back to the cells. Unlike me, I was tied to a post next to the warden's break room. "Good job today, new girl, but you think I didn't see you chatting? You're going to stay here for tonight, that should help you keep your mouth shut, am I right Trixie?" She lowered her head to apologize to me. I was pissed of, that guy deserved a good whack to the head. Several weeks went by, I felt more comfortable talking to Cheryl. "I used to run my raider crew down south, then I moved into slavery - it paid better and I got to work on my own. Everyone called me Queen. Then I got greedy and things went wrong." "Damn, you're one fierce badass... I stole from a couple settlements before getting busted by the Covenant people. Those bastards had recording devices in every one of their houses..." "I've heard of 'em. You're lucky they didn't keep you, I hear some folks get kidnapped in their sleep. And they've been missing ever since." Meals served in the canteen were held in absolute silence. I had no chance for lunch today: a soup with pieces of burnt fish... Cheryl and Trixie hadn't, but they were tired of eating the same thing for months. All of this under the close surveillance of a security guard watching over us. The only time we had a shred of freedom outside was in the enclosed courtyard. Only 30 minutes a day if we behaved ourselves. It also meant I could chat with Trixie, to find out more about her escape attempt. "I'm telling you guys, it's not possible to get out of the prison with their fences and turrets. We need outside help if we want to have any chance." "And what about our collars, do you have any clue how they are powered?" "Not from the prison for sure, but it must be somewhere with electricity nearby." "Girls, quiet down! The warden's coming." "Prisoners, get naked. It's time for the photo shoot." Restrained in devices, we were displayed in plain sight for the highest bidder. I never imagined being the one to suffer this kind of humiliation in my life, and it irritated me beyond belief. We were then escorted back to our cells, fully naked and handcuffed. "Come on ladies, move it! We'll give you back the jumpsuits tomorrow after laundering. What are you looking at, Isabel? Hurry up!" I didn't have her name, but I sure knew at some point, I would beat the crap out of her. I forgot how long I had been locked up here. Days, weeks, months... The time felt like an endless loop. I hadn't prepared myself for the slave life because I was sure that it would never come true. Rather die free than be submissive. "Hey Isabel, stop your push-ups. You have someone who paid a lot to sit down with you. You know the drill, hands behind your back." I didn't expect it, but it happened. My former slave, the one responsible for my imprisonment, was paying me a visit: "Isabel, it's been a long time! Looking sharp, always a pleasure to behold. So, how has your life been over these past few months?" "Calista, what the hell are you doing here? You've come to taunt me, right? Mark my words, once free, I'll put you six feet under." "Good, you feel the same way I did when I was enslaved. Now sit your ass down, we gotta talk." "After our last encounter, I settled down. I wrote down my entire Commonwealth experience, from my enslavement by your lost ex-slave comrades in Lexington a couple of years ago to my regained freedom after your capture. Then I sent the manuscript to a journalist in Diamond City, who promised to publish some sections." "I don't give a fuck. You want a medal or something?" "Oh, just when I thought my former mistress could see the big picture... You've lost quite your touch, my dear. Remember Nuka Ride, your plan to make us famous with the porn industry? My story will bring us that notoriety you wanted so badly." "So after dumping me, you went out on your own to take all the glory? I should have done the same right after meeting the Overboss." "But you didn't, because there's unfinished business between us." Calista was good with words, that's how she survived as my slave, she knew exactly what to say to keep me satisfied. Seeing her from the other side, she would have made an amazing raider leader. Like me, long ago. "Okay. Warden, I'm extending my session with Isabel by an hour and I'll need to use your barracks this time. You'll get an extra bonus and an autograph from the retired actress Starlight." "I'll take it. Do you have any plans with her?" "Oh don't worry, she knows exactly what to expect." End of Part 1
  10. Kimy paid me a visit that evening. Once I told her about my nightmare, she wanted to try something to take my mind off it: she agreed to tag along for one of my weekly yoga session. We changed our clothes for a more sporty attire and went into the training room, redesigned a short time ago. "Thanks again Kimy for being here! I hope you're ready to work out! I'll try not to push yourself too hard - you're just a beginner! First off, we greet each other." "It's quite the change for once, since I used to be the one teaching you! I'll keep up with you Calista, show me how you move!" "Alright, alright! Today you'll be my disciple and I'll be your sensei." "We're starting by warming up our limbs, nothing too complicated, just stretch your legs and arms as you like!" "Tell me, Cali honey, how did you develop this particular interest in yoga? I'm curious, it's a technique almost extinct these days." "Well, Kimy honey, when I was at university a long time ago, I took a few classes! They helped me manage my stress and feel much better about myself! A bit like your devious devices, you might say!" "Oh, I see! I'm trusting you on its positive effects then." We stepped up the pace and practiced some fitness drills: "Come on, Kimy! Stretch out your legs and push your arm as far as you can! That's it, you're doing great!" "Huh huh, thanks Calista! Is this how you always train your yoga?" "Sure it is! There's nothing better than exercise before fully embracing a pose, like the one we're about to do." Kimy and I were lying on our bellies. We took a deep breath to lift our torsos as high as we could. "So, how are you feeling? Don't you feel like you're bringing your body back to life?" "Yes, I do! All the useless weight in my body seems to have melted away." "That's the spirit! I've got another exercise that you're gonna like and I'm gonna like even more - we're gonna need to use our feet." This time we laid on our backs, arms outstretched to the mat, then bent our legs. The pose's aim was for the two of us to join in the middle, soles to soles. "Damn Kimy, your feet are so big! No wonder you only wear custom-made shoes." "Are you sure yours aren't too small? Mine are regular sizes, and I can always find shoes that fit. Doesn't happen much with your little kid feet, does it, Calista?" "Hey, how dare you! Let's find out if you can keep up with the next step." "Alright now we stretch our legs up to the sky and hold the pose for a good minute. Come on Kimy, straight your legs please!" "Humph... I can't stretch them any further!" "Well then? Are your big feet too heavy to lift?" "Don't tease me, Calista!" "Okay, just hold the pose. You can take a break afterwards!" Kimy watched me complete my workout, she'd done enough for her first session, I was proud of my girl! "Calista, you weren't kidding about the energy you put into your yoga, I'm exhausted! I'm glad I went with you, but I'm too tired! Could you do me a little favor?" "Sure, tell me." "You've slightly hurt my feelings by mentioning my "big" feet, I believe you owe them an apology, what do you have to say?" "Pfff, fine." During my last training exercise, Kimy put her big feet directly next to my head. I had to make it up to my friend, so I apologized by licking her toes. "Sorry for the sweat, but it's your own doing! Consider the taste as my little vengeance! You haven't lost your touch, that tongue is still flawless! Let's keep it up for a whole minute, shall we?" She had the right to tease me, I had started and she had to end. Now we were square. But how the hell did Kimy smell so good after a working out session? This woman was truly something else...
  11. A little while after my summer break, I went to Diamond City. I had submitted my story to the reporter Piper Wright, who had given me an appointment to discuss it. I did some research on her: a lonely woman about my age who found herself in all kinds of trouble, motivated by the quest for the truth in order to make the world a better place. She shared many of my personal values, which is why I agreed to meet her. "Hello Calista, welcome to Publick Occurencies! My office and home too. I've read your story and found it thrilling, incredible and full of twists and turns. I can't believe you've lived and survived so many adventures! I'm interested in publishing a review in my journal, but I want to know more about you. Please have a seat." "I'm curious, how did you manage to remain yourself after so many different experiences? Many people would have given up after being captured, enslaved and broken." "I still don't know myself. I've always been a determined person, willing to do anything to stay above the fray. Even if that means being a submissive slave or killing someone. The most important thing is to keep a clear head and believe in yourself, even if the odds are against you." "Wow, you've got what it takes to live in this world after all, despite what you may have written about your journey! Another question: you have a nasty habit of ending up barefoot no matter the situation. Can you tell me more about that?" "Of course, if you don't mind playing along with me. I know you did it with a girl a few years ago...* Let's make ourselves more comfortable first, shall we?" We took off our jackets and shoes. I wanted Piper to live what I had been forced to undergo. "Get on your knees. These are my feet, they've been all over the Commonwealth, as you can see. I guess I'm not the only one with a foot fetish, am I? Kiss 'em." Piper complied. My toes got the attention they deserved. I resumed narrating various parts of my adventures. "See this revolver? Since my slave train ride to Miami, where I found it, it's become my favorite weapon. I've taken out raiders, slavers and creatures with it, and I always keep it at my side. Lightweight, high damage, easy to carry... Mmmmh, you're a good kisser! What's next?" Piper got up and sat down next to me on the sofa. She took my left leg and positioned it at her head, my foot facing her tongue. "I want more Calista! Your feet are absolutely fantastic, let me lick them!" "Oh, alright! But be gentle, they're quite sensitive you know..." Her dry tongue licks on my sole triggered a pleasant, tickling sensation. I giggled slightly. Piper was as good with her words as she was with her mouth. I wanted to return the favor. After all, we were just at foreplay. I told Piper to lie down and put her feet up. She wasn't the only talented person here and I was eager to show her my own skills. I began to lick her toes with the red polish scent I liked so much. Piper was intrigued and enjoyed this kind of delight. Alas, she wasn't ticklish, a pity for my own amusement... "Oh wow, you really are a keen woman Calista, I'm impressed! You're very good!" "Mmhmmh, your toes taste so sweet, I could go on for hours... Mmhmmh, why don't we move on to the carpet? Take off your top." Piper and I moved onto the carpet, both of us topless. You know my fondness for busty women. Piper was no exception to the rule: her shirt concealed a precious treasure, one I was looking forward to exploring. "You know, I gained a lot of hands-on experience when I was known as Starlight. Here, let me show you." "I'd be pleased Calista, you have such beautiful eyes and firm little breasts!" "Thanks Piper! You're just as gorgeous! Those hazel eyes, those big breasts, they're mine today!" I crawled softly towards the reporter, my little hands on her legs. I felt a burning desire for her lips, but above all, I wanted her. We began to make out on the floor. Piper craved it but felt slightly hesitant about the idea. I soothed her by caressing her hair and taking her hand. I didn't see why she seemed so bothered... She looked brilliant, enthusiastic and passionate. When Piper was more comfortable, she squeezed my hand with sensual force and put her right hand on my bottom. She was the kind of reporter I'd come to meet, the kind who went all the way with her stories. After a few French-style kisses, small breasts against big breasts, I whispered some words to her: "That's why I love to venture out Piper, I never know where or how or with whom I'll end up. The thrill in the action that brings so much satisfaction, you're used to it as a journalist, don't you?" "Oh yes, Calista! Now I truly get your saga. Thank you for this wonderful moment!" The reporter sat up first, cutting short our kissing session. My arousal suddenly dropped, but I was fine with that. "Look, Calista, I'm sorry to interrupt this, but I don't want my little sister to see us in such a spot." "Because you think it would have been better during our foot-licking session?" "Okay, you make a good point. Anyway, I enjoyed the demo and your affair!" "And I liked our love affair! We should do this again sometime. I've got an apartment in Goodneighbor if you ever want to..." "Perhaps... But first I have to write my review and publish it. We'll be in touch, okay?" "Alright, thanks for the sitdown Piper, until we meet again!" *For reference: Interview with Piper - Resdayn's Stories and Stuff - LoversLab (Thanks for the permission😁)
  12. I dreamed of an alternative life. In this one, I was awakened from my cryogenic sleep and integrated as a vault citizen. My qualifications and diplomas earned me a teaching position. Giving children an education about our world's history before it vanished under thousands of nuclear bombs. "War, war never changes. Conflicts between nations led to the Earth's destruction in 2077. To survive, mankind was forced to create vaults beforehand to ensure a future. We are the remnants, inheriting a devastated world. But hope springs eternal. We have a far greater task ahead of us outside this shelter: rebuilding civilization, so that humanity can rise from the ashes. However, to achieve this goal, we have to know our mistakes, so that we don't make them again. Children, you are the future and the hope of a better world, don't forget it! Until another war comes along, whether against ourselves or against nature. And war, war never changes." In my dream, once my class was over, I wandered through the vault's aisles until I reached the atrium, the central part of the facility. It felt very hot inside, so I decided to unzip my suit. In the shelter, each resident had a special place. Whether it was cleaning, maintenance of the emergency systems or being a security guard. You could have your meal in the canteen on the lower level if you wished. The vault itself operated under the Overseer's authority, who kept an eye on everything going on in the atrium from its glass window. The only place where you could find some privacy was the private quarters. With a job like mine, I had a dedicated bedroom all to myself, which I headed into. Even in my imagination, I remained very close to myself. I relaxed, unzipping my jumpsuit even further and kicking off my heavy work boots. How good it felt! I sat down with some comics and a bottle of vodka to keep me occupied. To feel even more cozy, I put my feet up on the table and stretched my arms behind my head. "Another ordinary day ending the same way. I wonder what's behind the vault door...The world may be destroyed, but there must be paradise somewhere still standing. I should think about that... Well, what can I do all alone?" My dream's end met my wildest desires. Alone, aroused and horny, this emotional cocktail led me to bed, with a strong urge to pleasure myself. I softly and gently touched my clit, the alcohol boosting my arousal level even more. I imagined being in the same place as the one framed behind me. When I felt I was close to orgasm, I let out a moan so loud the whole vault could hear it. Fortunately, the soundproofing in the walls covered the entire facility. And only once my climax came, I became as silent as the night. Oh my God, I loved it! This moment of bliss rekindled my fantasy where I could accomplish anything I desired. But all good things must eventually end, the dreadful part halted by a distant voice: "Calista, it's time to wake up you little slut!"
  13. Back in the Commonwealth, the last remaining raiders' settlement: Libertalia. My return took a few days. I spent the trip in a dry dock with a porthole. Naked, starving, weakened, I was collared and then escorted under heavy guard onto a barge in the middle of ship ruins. The raiders fed me and then covered me in ropes, to show their dominance over my body. From my cage, I could see the ruins of Boston, which depressed me. So close and so far away from returning to the Goodneighbor apartment... They could do whatever they pleased with me. For my first days, I was restrained onto another barge in a kind of fixed metal yoke. With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I couldn't move a muscle. The raiders called it an endurance test. If I survived the sun's heat, I could live another day. The next day, one of Libertalia's lieutenants tied me to a chair on his own boat. He had instructions for me: "Listen up, you filthy slave! You belong to us, you do everything we tell you to do. In exchange, you'll have the privilege of eating, drinking and washing. Just what you need to be useful. If you rebel, we'll beat the shit out of you. And if you rebel again after this, we'll activate the collar. Got it?" I nodded. I'll do whatever it takes to survive, just like I did last year in Corvega. I was taken to another boat where one of the raiders expected me: "Sit on the couch, spread your legs and start touching yourself." I did as he instructed. I dreaded his reaction if I didn't obey. "Good, good. When you're horny enough, my friend with the captain's hat will take over." It became more physical afterwards. The raider with the hat went straight to the point: getting laid. And judging by what he unloaded into my privates, it had been a long time since he had the chance to do so. He let out an eager groan of pleasure as I tried to keep myself from suffering too much. I had to stay tough. I was thrown away like a used handkerchief. Naked and tied to a cross, a female raider had to keep an eye on me: "Oh come on! Do I really have to stand here with the slave? Just because I'm a newbie doesn't mean I have to do such ungrateful tasks!" "Hey, relax! Why don't you play with her, make sure she's under your control." Someone gave her a bad idea. The new raider took out her frustration on me. She handcuffed me and led me into her cabin, in which I had to give her the greatest amount of enjoyment with my tongue. It was humiliating enough to be treated like a toy, but on top of that by lowlife scoundrels... At least she had her genitals clean. At the end of the day, I was taken back to the cage and handcuffed to it. Appalling and humiliating: the two words that came to mind. My daily life as a slave returned to its earliest days. To survive it, I needed a great deal of self-sacrifice and, above all, submission to my captors. It was the only way to gain their trust and escape this hell. A few days later, when my life was shifting between being tied up and being fucked, the raiders' lieutenant dragged me back onto his boat. He wanted to see how broken I was and if I was tame enough. "Got something to say, slave? Speak up!" "I acknowledge you as my master. I accept my place and my purpose in serving you. I will always be submissive and obey every command." "Excellent. Now you'll meet the other lieutenant, the barefoot pirate gal. You'll say the exact same words to her too." The barefoot raider had other plans for me. She didn't believe my words, so she chose a more concrete way for me to show my submission: "On the ground and open wide. You're going to worship my feet until they're perfectly clean. If you miss, I'll blow your brains out." I obeyed. I'd never done this before, but I was willing to do anything to keep on living. "Good work slave. You deserve a little treat before meeting the leader." The next day, I was escorted onto the main ship. My reward was these bits of skin that covered my tits and pussy. I knelt before the leader, like the good tamed pet I had become. "A very pretty slave with good manners. Keep it up. My lieutenants have done a pretty good job, you seem quite obedient. That's why I've decided to make you my exclusive slave." "Thank you, master." "Don't thank me so easily. You'll be my ticklish slave. You'll stay on this ship and my crew is free to tickle you whenever and however they want. Understand?" "Yes, master. But please try to be gentle, I'm very ticklish." "My right-hand man will check that right now." Taken outside onto the terrace, the right-hand guy stood behind and tickled my armpits plus my ribs. It was a sensation I hadn't experienced since my capture by Queen Isabel, who had tied me up and tickled me before shipping me off. One thing for sure, my body seemed to be as sensitive as ever. At dusk, it was the watchman's turn to have his session. He had hogtied me and decided to tickle my feet. The ropes were so heavy, I couldn't do anything but laugh. "Oh yes! Keep on giggling slave! I can tickle those little feet all night long!" A couple of days later, I was targeted by one of the raider gals, who was in charge of the kitchen and inventory stock. She grabbed me and handcuffed me in a very uncomfortable position on a stool. This allowed her hands to roam all over my belly. "Everyone wants to play with you, you know that? So ticklish, I love your laugh, my little slave! Hey you at the bar, want to join the fun?" I was allowed a break to empty my bladder and catch my breath. I was then tied to a cross on the floor, which the raider at the bar had just brought. My two captors sat opposite me, one on each foot. What happened next would probably test my endurance and push me one step closer to insanity. "It's amazing, she's really ticklish everywhere! Thanks for that, mate. Plus, we get a perfect view down to her cunt and tits. Think we should give it a try?" I didn't want them to go tickling over there but I wasn't in any position to contest. Despite still being enslaved by the raiders, the days passed a lot better since I was a ticklish slave. I had a little space to myself and could move around freely. I had become submissive enough to have more freedom, but also more opportunities to escape. One morning, the boss's right-hand man paid me a visit. I struck an erotic pose for him. "Little pet, the boss wants you for the whole day. Join him on his deck. By the way, nice sexy pose." The leader wanted an exclusive session with me. He tied me upside down, my hands shackled by a ball and chain, my feet at his mercy. This was, of course, the moment he chose to tickle them: "My crew was right, we did well to include you in our group. Such tender, ticklish soles, I love it! Do you like it too, slave?" "Ahahahahah, yes master! I love being tickled and being your slave!" "Perfect. So we'll carry on until sunset, I'm going to have so much fun!" After several hours, when I was breathless and nearly pissed myself, the chief's right-hand man arrived to tell him something: "Uh... Boss? Sorry to interrupt, but your guest has arrived. She's waiting her turn for the slave." "What?" Is it already time? Damn, I was trying to see if her sides or feet were the most ticklish... Oh well. My dear slave, you can have a 5-minute break, then come down and join my guest." "Huh, huh... Thank you master." I should have guessed. The invited lady was none other than the woman responsible for everything that had happened to me in the last few months. I got down on my knees and smiled at her. I had to keep my act together. "Well look at that, Calista in the flesh! I didn't expect you to end up like this after your train ride. Karma's a bitch, isn't it? To remind you: my name is Isabel. Those with sense to fear me call me Queen. You my little pet will address me as Mistress. Always. Without exception. And you're going to do whatever I tell you to. It's not negotiable. Is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. Let's play. I brought you some handcuffs. If you show me a good time, I'll take off that collar and you'll come with me. If you don't... You'll remain here forever." We went into the bedroom and sat on the sofa. Queen Isabel began the foreplay by tickling my feet while talking to me: "So Calista... Do you miss your old life? I've learned that you're still alive thanks to your tattoos. It didn't take me long to figure out that you'd been enslaved. And I see you've become quite tame, haven't you, little pet?" "Hihihi, I am Mistress, I'll do anything to please you." "My... you are a specimen. I must confess... I am very attracted to you. Still ticklish and still gorgeous... Let's speed things up, I want to test your goods." She stripped me naked and did the same. Her body was much more athletic than mine. And once again, I was attracted by my captor. Queen Isabel put me on her lap and gently fingered me. I let out a few little moans, it pained me to say it, but she was talented. "You want that I can tell. Even if you never realized it until this very moment. You need it more than anything." I couldn't agree more. Once aroused enough, Queen Isabel carried me to the bed. She was eager to taste my pussy and oh boy. Her licks were so soft and gentle. I'd totally forgotten she was the villain here. I moaned so loud, as much as the orgasm she'd just given me. For a few seconds, I was Kinky Calista again, before reality struck back. I was drained. But the Queen hadn't finished with me yet: "Come pet... It's time to worship your queen's feet! You'd better be grateful!" I complied immediately. I took the time to satisfy my mistress by softly sucking her toes. "Oh yes, that feels good! You've fulfilled your duty, slave Calista, you're coming with me. I've got big plans for you. Soon, the whole wide world will know about us." Queen Isabel kept her promise by removing my collar and taking me out of Libertalia. What she didn't tell me, however, was that I remained her slave, and that she could do whatever she wished with me. So I became her pack mule, with a new chained collar, a yoke to hold me on a leash and a white linen cloth to hide my nakedness. Together, we headed for the countryside west of Boston. "Mistress, if I may ask, are we almost there? I'm dirty, I'm sweaty and my feet itch." "Do I hear whining? Let me remind you how this works, slave. When you're mine, I'll use your body how I see fit, including selling it to others of course. I'll handle the small things like money and security. You won't have to worry about anything excepting pleasing me. Got it?" "Yes Mistress. I'm sorry... I... I'm all yours." "That's more like it. We'll be in Nuka World in a few days, Calista pet. You'll be slaving away to make us rich and famous, so... Just relax and enjoy the ride with your Queen."
  14. The old woman took me to a small house located near the ranch. "Would you like anything? Supplies? Shoes?" "No thanks, I don't want to overstay my welcome." "Suit yourself. We've had some recent trouble with a pirate crew. They've set up shop in shantytown deeper in the forest, kidnapping people to sell them into slavery. Perhaps you've met them." "I've encountered a few lone bandits on the way, yes. They're gone now, and that's how I got this rifle!" "Well done, hija! But forgive me, you're not from around here, what's your story?" We sat on the front porch and I explained my journey, from leaving Boston by boat to this day. "Wow, it's been quite a trip! And I guess you want to go home, right?" "Exactly, I saw a lighthouse on the coast. Given its condition, people live there. Maybe they spotted my boat or know where I could take one." "You've got great perception! We do business with them, when we're not being attacked. Maybe you could help us. You've got a firearm, it's quite rare around these parts. I'm asking you to get rid of just one person, their leader. Get the general then the soldiers will give up without a fight." "I can do that, yes. If you promise to help me leave this place." "Agreed, I promise. Shall we go inside?" "You can stay here for the night. Your best chance would be to attack just before sunset. 3 a.m. might be appropriate. When you leave for the lighthouse, follow the main roads and don't venture out. Coastal pirates are far more vicious than those next to us." "Many thanks to you! I'll be back in one piece with your help!" "I'm sure you will! Good luck on your journey." I lay down on the sofa. The house had no roof and I could see the stars emerging as night began to fall. I had a quick assassination to do before reaching the lighthouse. I didn't mind, because the reward was a trip back to Boston. Once back, I'd deal with Queen Isabel and return to Katy. A simple plan for a peaceful life. Shantytown, around 3 a.m. I took up position on some rocks above the shantytown. There wasn't much to observe, my feet dangling perhaps, but otherwise I saw a couple of guards trying not to fall asleep at their posts while others made the rounds. I was looking for a muscular guy with a helmet on his head, that was the chief's general description I asked for before leaving the ranch. Once I had spotted him, I drew my rifle and aimed. Muscular man, helmet on his head, Spanish words given to his troops, it was definitely the leader. To be sure of killing him, I decided to shoot his upper torso, the least muscular part of his body. The shot woke up the whole slum. The pirates would soon be hunting me down, and I couldn't stay there. To get to the lighthouse, I had to take a road guarded by a pirate stationed in a tower. He was looking for me with his sniper rifle. Too bad he didn't know which rocks I was hiding behind. After my second shot, I ran away from the pirates. There was no point in wasting the few bullets I had left on them. I followed the moonlit dirt road to an abandoned village, one of my checkpoints before reaching the lighthouse. I made my way to the small village square, joined by the dawn and its chirping early birds. I could see the mountain from here, the main hub of my Costa Rican adventure. All I had to do was climb it and head back down to the coast on the other side. My ascent had gone perfectly, and I didn't meet a soul in the heights. The lighthouse hadn't moved since the last time, which was a good thing. It could have been attacked or destroyed in a matter of days. The main road led back down towards the coast. I still had some ground to cover, but my goal was in sight. I was almost arrived, but decided to take a break at a roadside cottage with its own greenhouse. Like the village, this one looked abandoned, but I remembered yesterday's conversation with the elderly woman - there could be pirates around here. As a precaution, I pulled out my rifle and headed for the front door. After inspecting the door to see if it was booby-trapped or not, I kicked it in with my foot. Everything seemed normal, the house had just been abandoned by its residents. I wanted to pick up some supplies before getting to the lighthouse. I'd forgotten a key part of the conversation with the elderly woman: pirates lay vicious traps. I stepped on a pressure plate hidden under the carpet and a grenade rolled to my feet. It exploded instantly, releasing a gas that asphyxiated me and made me pass out. When I woke up, I had been disarmed and stripped of my leather armor. I was tied to a post with my breasts exposed, in a rather awkward position. I stared at the small group of pirates who had picked me up and placed me here. I was angry at them, but mostly, I was angry at myself for having been tricked once again. One of the female pirates came over and inspected me from head to toe before speaking: "Qui es tu, étrangère ? Tu ne ressembles pas aux autres que l'on capture ici." She spoke in French and wondered what I was doing here. They knew I wasn't from this part of the world. "Fuck you, bitch!" "Une fille qui parle anglais ! Fascinant ! Le boss sera ravi de faire ta connaissance. Amenez la au cargo et apportez le joug, au cas où elle tente quelque chose." I was going to be taken to their base in a... joug? I couldn't translate that word and that didn't sound good. So the French word joug meant yoke. It was a device quite unpleasant to bear. In its physical form, because I could no longer use my hands for anything, and in its moral form, because I felt like a draught animal. I was escorted to the pirate base, with the man in front and the woman behind with her rifle pointed at my buttocks. I'd had better endings to my former vacations. We kept walking along the beach, the midday sun beating down on us. I had a gift for getting myself into perilous situations... To spice things up halfway around the world with pirates who spoke French. It was hopeless to try an escape without the risk of being shot. I would have to endure what was to happen next and find a way. The pirates halted by a boat stranded on the beach. I was forced to kneel while they examined it. I didn't need to know any further. It was my boat, and it wouldn't take them long to find out. The pirate woman stared at me to keep me subdued while the pirate man talked to her: "Une jolie fille et un bateau échoué, quelles sont les chances ? Tu penses que c'est le sien ?" "Je ne sais pas et j'm'en fous. Elle a de beaux seins cependant. J'ai hâte de m'occuper d'elle !" "Faudra voir ça avec le boss. On devrait y aller, les autres s'occuperont du navire." Perverted bitch, she was leering at my breasts! The pirates' base was a massive cargo ship also washed up on the Costa Rican coast. I could see dozens of them... it reminded me of an old factory in Boston. I was in a real quagmire, and it would get even worse after dealing with the pirates' captain. I was locked up in a cage on the cargo ship. Several minutes later, a man with a ridge and a killer's grin came and sat down. The pirate leader himself had come to check on his merchandise, me: "My men told me they'd picked up a priceless treasure on the coast, and they didn't disappoint. You're gonna fetch a nice fortune when I find you a buyer. An American girl, right? I heard they had a pretty good slave network up there." "Screw you and your men! I've slaughtered dozens like you, you don't scare me." "Did someone ever tell you the definition... of insanity? That's exactly how you sound, a disillusioned lunatic. Look where you are, trapped like a fucking rat! But don't worry, we've got plenty of time to fix that." "You won't get away with it, I'll make you pay!" "Keep talking, girl. In the meantime, we'll have to remedy this attitude disorder. Maybe spending some time with the crew will ease your mind. If you behave this badly, I'll let them deal with you as they see fit." "You won't break me that easily, I've been through worse!" "Is that a challenge? I'll accept it. We're going to take off those pants and gag you. You're going to be one of us until you're sold, sweet slave..." Completely naked and gagged, I was taken to a room, still yoked. A hooded pirate woman opened the door and saw me on the bed: "Hot new slave! Don't worry, I'll be nice to you." "Come on puppet, spread your thighs and let me work my magic." There was nothing I could do, no way to escape or struggle. I was going to have to endure their assault and resist with all my energy. Back in hell, from castaway to slave. I had to believe in my purgatory to save myself. After being soiled and humiliated by pirates for several days, they eventually found potential buyers. Remember my boat? Well, it was searched from top to bottom, and the pirates managed to contact a large group of raiders in the Commonwealth. I was bartered for guns and ammunition and sent back to Boston. I didn't think I would hate returning home that much. To celebrate my release, the pirate's leader decided to change my hairstyle, too rebellious for his taste: "Voilà, it's better like that! We'll miss you, American slave. We'll keep some of your hair as a souvenir. Bon voyage!" And thus concludes Act 5 (Chapters 21 to 24) of Calista's adventures. Will she manage to regain her freedom and complete her journey unscathed? To be determined in the final act! END OF ACT 5
  15. I collapsed on the stairs. The roller coaster of emotions I just experienced got the better of me, I started to cry. Why did I screw up every good thing that ever happened to me? With each of my actions, an even worse one awaited me. Was I cursed? Among my good deeds, Katy heard my sorrows and came to comfort me. She was such a brillant child, I couldn't get her involved in the whole thing. I had tu pull myself together for this girl, and bring her to a safe place. After that, I will leave until I am forgotten. The first thing I had to do was regain my composure. To do so, I went to the bathroom and dyed my hair blonde. Queen Isabel knew what I looked like, I had to change my appearance. It was the first time in my life that I had this color and I was rather delighted with the rendering! "So Katy, what do you think of my new color, do you like it?" She looked at me with a huge smile. "I like it too! Thank you for your support earlier, I was a bit lost. You know what? I get dressed and we leave. Wiecek left me a boat and I want an adventure at sea!" Katy was even happier, she applauded to show her joy. We set out. I put on a mask to hide my face, just in case. Queen Isabel was far more powerful than she let on. If she was able to destroy the Diamond City cartel to take over, it meant she managed to make a deal with the corrupt mayor. It was none of my business anymore, I had a girl to look after before I departed from the Commonwealth. When we got close to the docks, I explained the upcoming events to Katy: "Hey kid, we're almost there! Once we reach the boat, I'll take off the mask. I'm a wanted woman now, apparently some people didn't like our train ride. I don't want you to be in danger so I'm going to take you to a very good friend of mine who runs a small town up north. He'll protect you and teach you all kinds of helpful tips!" Katy looked at me and agreed. I was expecting a more... dramatic reaction. I assumed wrong. The boat was docked between two piers, and sized perfectly for a sea voyage. "Wiecek never disappoints, did I ever tell you that? I love our ship, what do you think Katy?" She looked at it with a huge smile on her face. "That makes two of us! Come on, let's sail away my dear matey!" I started the engines and headed for Salem town. I also made the trip last as long as possible. I wanted to maximize my time with Katy. The land was so beautiful from the sea. You could almost forget about all the abominations that populated it. After a day of travel, we arrived in Salem at sunset. I radioed Barney to meet us at the dock. I enjoyed the last moments with Katy, she loved the trip. It pained me to leave such a young and spirited character behind, but I had no choice. I didn't think I would be able to forgive myself if something bad happened to her because of my mistakes. "Calista, what a surprise! Did you have a good time? Are you coming back to support the Salem militia?" "Hi Barney, sorry to disappoint you but no, I have to go. This is Katy and I want you to take care of her for a while. You'll be surprised at the things she can do. You told me I was always welcome here, so prove it by treating Katy right. I'll come back when I don't have any more threats hanging over my head." "Alright then. I wish you luck on your journey." I gave Katy one last hug and said goodbye while holding back my emotions: "You'll be fine here. I'm sorry to leave you, but when everything is back to normal, I'll be back for you Katy, I promise." She was sad during our embrace too. It made my heart break harder. I set course for the south. I returned to the deck and stared at Salem as it faded from the horizon. I didn't believe in God, but I did pray for Katy. "Whoever is listening, please spare Katy from the Commonwealth's perils." I was neither a saint nor a fiend. Just a woman survived in the harsh wastelands. Back on my own, I had to clear my head. I took off my shoes and painted my toenails. I did the same with my hands, removed my rings and painted my fingers too. I still had some white nail polish left over from when I worked with Kimy... It's been more than 4 months since, time went by so fast... It was a little thing, but it had the virtue of taking my mind off Wiecek and Katy and reminding me from my good times in Goodneighbor. I changed my clothes before going to bed. I didn't have to hide my breasts anymore so I just put some leggings on. Damn, the bad was comfy! I was going to have some amazing nights during this sea voyage. The boat was heading south. I didn't know where I was going to land but it was already warmer here even though it was supposed to be winter. A deserted island? A place spared from the bombs? It didn't matter. There were more important things at that moment. Like sunbathing and getting a little tan. Enjoying the little things. It was at twilight that the sea looked the most magnificent. The orange colors reflected on the blue sea gave a perfectly harmonious mix. Even the wastelands I followed was enhanced. Such a somptuous landscape, I could have stayed to admire it for the rest of my life. As the days passed, I tried to diversify my interests. I found a book, it was the story of a novelist with the writer's block. He went on vacation with his wife to a remote place in the Washington state to find fresh inspiration to write again. I was at the point where his wife was missing and he had to find her at Lovers Peak. The book was beautifully written and could have been adapted into many other media, if they still existed. After my reading session, I thought it might be time for a sunset workout. I was already dressed for the occasion, I just had to go on the deck and stretch my body. Always stay fit, even though I was in the quietest place on Earth. A week had gone by. I used the ship's radio to find out if there were any populated places in this part of the globe. "Can anyone hear me? This is the Lone Wanderer, I'm looking for supplies. I'm on a lonely journey, I'm not a threat. Please respond." I only had interference noises in return. That night, the sea was troubled. I saw a shipwreck on the horizon. For the moment, there was nothing dangerous. But then, it only needed one single storm to make me suffer the same outcome. I was worried, I was going to sleep with a certain amount of alertness. I was awakened by a sudden thunderstorm. The lightning illuminated the cabin which frightened me. I could hear the raindrops pounding on the boat's hull. I had to go outside to lower the sail. If I lost it, my navigation system would be useless and I would be stranded at sea for good. I put on a tank top, a jacket and a pair of boots before going on deck. It wasn't a heavy rain, but the sea became quite turbulent again. I hurriedly lowered the sail and tied it with rope. I hoped that would be enough to secure it. The sea created a wave that hit the boat. I lost my balance and went overboard. My head hit the water's surface so hard that I was disoriented. I could see myself sinking helplessly to the ocean bottom as the boat moved away. I managed to hold on for a few more seconds before passing out, letting the sea suck me away.
  16. The orange wagon led to another train that was leaving the station. It was very short, with a total of four cars. I found a mattress to put Katy on, she was struggling to stay alive. Poor child... "How the hell can I help you? Please Katy, don't die now!" She stopped breathing. I couldn't let her go, I had to do something. I tried to revive her by doing CPR (CardioPulmonary Resuscitation) to get her heart pumping again. "One, two, three! One, two, three! Please Katy, come back to life!" I was able to restart her heart but she was still very weak. I had almost forgotten what I picked up earlier in the day. I grabbed the other Stimpak from my breastplate and stuck it in her chest. I hoped it would be enough to get her back on her feet. I waited for the Stimpak to kick in. When I saw Katy put her hand on her chest and move her head, I was comforted and glad, it worked and she seemed to feel better! She was going to need some rest. This would give me time to find out who was in control of our train. I was exhausted, filthy as hell, and my feet were aching, but I had one last thing to do tonight: figure out who was in the driver's seat and where the train was going. I climbed the crates between the car and the locomotive. I knew one thing for sure, I would sleep soundly after all that drama in a single day. I moved carefully until the doors of the locomotive opened and the pilot held me at gunpoint. "Freeze! Put your hands behind your head woman." "Okay, I surrender! Please, I don't want any trouble!" "What's that light around your neck? Are you a fucking slave???" "Look, it's not what you think, I've been through a bad day." "Like I give a shit. Get on your knees, slowly." "I'll come down and join you. If you try anything, I'll shoot you. Do you hear me, bitch?" I was bound to act quickly, the second he lost his focus, I had to get rid of him. My gun was still safely tucked into my breastplate. It was him or me and my choice was already made. The second he looked down at the crate I drew my revolver and dove forward. I aimed at his head and blew it off with a clean shot. That was my last stunt for the night, I was done, I just wanted to go home. I went into the train control room. I started looking at the dashboard until my eyes caught a map hanging on the wall that was not unknown to me. It was the map of the Boston area, my home... The terminal that controlled the steering system was running on voice recognition. "New destination, Boston, Massachusetts. Avoid the main roads, take the safe lanes." "Processing. ETA: 3 days." Now I could sleep peacefully. I slept like a baby in the driver's seat. I was so dead tired, my body needed a good break. I had managed to find a roughly cozy position where I put my dirty feet on the dashboard. They also required some care and attention. I was awakened by the sun's rays coupled with the railroad tracks' rattle. Outside, Katy was looking at the landscape, sitting cross-legged on some crates. She found a sniper rifle, the smart one! I joined her to formally introduce myself: "Hi sweetie! My name is Calista. You seem to be feeling better, I'm so relieved! It's safe now, we're going to my place in Boston, is that alright for you?" Katy didn't answer me. Instead, she stared at what I still had around my neck. I had completely forgotten about the collar, slave life habit... But this little girl was able to take it off! I sat down in front of Katy. She pulled a black rectangular object from her pocket and connected it to the collar. I moved my head slightly away to let her work some magic. After a few seconds, I heard several beeps and the pressure on my neck stopped. Katy took the collar and threw it into the wastelands we were traveling across. "Thanks Katy, my guardian angel!" She threw herself at me and kissed my forehead. I hugged her back. We had helped each other. I saved her life earlier, Katy saved me from being a slave. Maybe it wasn't a coincidence that we met, maybe our destinies were meant to be the same. The three days of traveling flew by. I learned that Katy was mute, about half my age, a terrific markswoman with her rifle, and that she loved to venture out. I identified with her a lot, without the slavery aspect. The train had stopped under a station in Goodneighbor. We had gathered all the supplies from the train stored in a backpack. I got off first, and offered my help to Katy. "Take my hand, sweetie!" She pointed her finger at my bare feet. "Yes I know, I have no shoes and I couldn't find any on the train! Just hand me yours, I'm sure I can fit in them!" Even though Katy couldn't talk, she was very smart and very sassy. She apologized in her own way, making a heart with her fingers. "How funny darling... Mocking a barefoot woman... You're lucky I like you! Besides, we've arrived! Are you ready to discover my place?" I was so excited to get home, I took Katy's hand and started running up the station's stairs. "Come on cheeky girl! Let's see if you can keep up with a woman wearing no shoes!" She wasn't the only one who was clever at being sassy, I could be a little bitch too. And I had a lot more experience than Katy in this department. I took the longest bath of my entire life. The dirt I had accumulated over the past week required a good hour to wash off. Katy was reading vintage comics at the counter. Until something unexpected happened: "Well, look who's early on our schedule!" Wiecek had just arrived, I rushed into his arms. I was happy to see him again, and why I had fought so hard to get back to Boston. Because in the end, when our arms were around each other, all the worries went away. We had a lot to catch up on. I first made the introductions between him and the little girl I had rescued a few days ago: "Wiecek, this is Katy. Katy, this is my boyfriend Wiecek. To make it short, I met Katy when I came back to Goodneighbor. She was sick so I brought her back to my place to take care of her." I was still reluctant to tell Wiecek the whole story, I had to tell him about my findings during that night before I was abducted. "Katy honey, can you go play in the bedroom? I need to talk to Wiecek." She pointed dubiously at the room behind me. "Yes, please. I'll tell you about that life another time, okay?" "Calista, you don't have to take the kid away, I wasn't planning on sticking around anyway." "Oh, don't you dare say that to me! I need to tell you everything I've been through this week first." We sat down in the kitchen. I made myself some tea and explained my recent events to Wiecek: "The robbery went well, I had evidence to prove the cartel was involved in the slave trade. That was before I got into a fight with Isabel. She beat me up and turned me over to her slave-trading friend where I ended up tied up on a train. I was forced to struggle for a whole day to get out of that hell. Katy was there, we saved each other. It took us three days on a different train to get back to the Commonwealth. That's it, you know the full story, more or less. What about you, why did you come sooner? Are you going on a trip?" "Wow, that's a heck of a ride! But it now explains what happened this week. You created a monster. This chick, the Queen as she called herself, got into an argument with Liemanto over what happened to her. And guess what, she killed him. Mykola too. Luckily I wasn't with them at the time. I didn't hesitate, I sold the house to the mayor and got the hell out of Diamond City." "He wanted to play in the big league, he got what he deserved." "Damn it Calista, can you think any better? The cartel is gone, and we're next on her hit list! Especially you." I took his advice and sat down to think this through. I had to get past my trauma caused by those slavering scum. "Look Calista, we need to split up. I'm really sorry, but it's for our own sake. I'm going back to my family in the Pittsburgh area. With the house's sale, I bought you a boat, here is its key. It is docked at the Four Leaf Fishpacking Plant factory. You've often told me about your passion for sea travel, so I thought you'd be pleased. Leave Boston and don't come back. Farewell, my love." "Farewell Wiecek." We hugged one last time on the stairs. For the first time in the Commonwealth, I felt an emotion from an age long past: the sadness of a breakup. I was devastated, it had affected me so much that I was troubled by it.
  17. "Great, I'm going to enjoy breaking you, slave. Soon, you'll be my little pet. Let's see what's behind those rags." I was in bad shape, I had to do something. By stripping me, she would find the gun I had stashed and I wouldn't have a chance to get out of this mess. I couldn't let that happen. I gathered my last strength and hit her ears with my palms. It was enough to throw her off balance. I drew the gun hidden in my pants and shot her twice in the stomach. "Back off bitch, don't touch me!" I hurriedly grabbed her remote, I've had enough electroshock for a while. The raider boss crawled to a wall, squeezing her stomach. I held her at close range, with the remaining bullet in the revolver. "Damn, hurt by a fucking slave. I was too reckless..." "Any last wishes before joining your buddies?" "Yeah, I hope you suffer you filthy slave! Someone will get you, remember that." "And he'll face the same outcome as yours, bitch." The car now pacified, I searched the other booths. I hit the jackpot with one of them. A couple of stimpaks (I could use one right now), a metal chest piece, metal leg wraps and a sniper rifle that used .50 caliber ammunition. With this equipment, no raider was ever likely be able to resist me. I also found some pants and a knife. Damn and obviously no shoes in my size, it would have been perfect... I geared up with all the equipment, tied my hair and opened the next doors. I was ready to fight, despite the collar firmly tightened to my head. "Let's go, bring it on!" The landscape had changed, we were now in a dry area. The sun was even hotter in the afternoon. The raiders had set up a small camp where they discussed and ate. I could see them from my spot, hidden behind cargo crates. I apologized for ruining their little party, but I needed some practice targets to train my new toy. The sniper rifle did fearsome damage. Even with chest protection, the raiders fell in one shot. I didn't bother aiming for the head. While I was fighting, there was another fight a few cars away, between a convoy of trucks and the locals on the train. I recognized the symbol on one of the vehicles, Gunners. Were they trying to take over the train too? I didn't care, I eliminated the last survivors and jumped on the truck. I came back on the train, killing every raider that blocked my path. It had become too easy, but the bullets were running out. I took the high ground, as the next cars could only be entered from above. It was time for the big dive. All the raiders were dead and I emptied my last magazine. I only had the revolver hidden in my breastplate plus the knife. I prayed for the collar not to react in the water or I was doomed. I reached the ledge. I was so filthy that the water didn't clean me. Luckily the collar was a real little technological gem, nothing happened. I was starting to get exhausted from the whole train ride, but I still had a few more cars to go. The last cars were not occupied. Maybe because of the Gunners' assault ? It didn't matter, I still had a bit of walking and climbing to do. I stepped onto the ladder of one of the cars to get a view from the top. I was almost there ! I could see the locomotive, three cars away. The catch was that I noticed a man guarding the door to get inside. He seemed to have a long melee weapon, I had a knife. The odds were not on my side but I always liked being the underdog. The fight began. I managed to dodge his first heavy blow by ducking. The raider was fast and agile, I needed to match his level to beat him. But first, I had to get closer to bring my knife within reach. I tried to stab him in the throat, the raider countered my attack with his STOP sign. He thought he had the upper hand on me, that he was going to crush me like the lowly slave that I was. All it did was make me willing to do everything to take him down. I used my knife stuck in his melee weapon to kick him in the balls. This was enough to destabilize him. I had no qualms about playing it dirty, especially since I was at a disadvantage fighting barefoot. I turned this weakness into a strength. To finish off the staggering raider, I jumped on him, shoving the knife into his chest. Gravity added to the train's speed finished the job. Fuck him. The train had slowed down and then halted completely. I had reached the last car before the locomotive. Inside, I found some rounds for my revolver, finally! The day was ending, I didn't know where I was, a transit station maybe? I heard noise coming from outside, primitive shouting. The last raiders would soon meet Calista the warrior. I discretely walked towards the place where the noises were coming from. Oh my God... The raiders had formed a circle and beaten the slaves to death. What was wrong with them? I was irritated, no one deserved to die like that. I only had 6 bullets and there were about a dozen shitheads in the ring. Maybe the station had some heavier stuff to clean up the area. I retraced my steps and found my happiness inside a cart. "Well, well... That should do it, hehe." I moved with the minigun towards the raiders in the circle. When they saw a threatening slave girl with a heavy weapon, they started to hide. The bold ones wanted to attack me and that was their last mistake of their pathetic existence. "Taste my wrath you bastards!" I fired until I ran out of rounds. This is what happened when a barefoot woman had a vendetta against raiders. They were all dead. I dropped the minigun and joined the circle. As I walked among the bodies, I heard a voice coming from a wagon. "Hey! Is anyone still alive? Please come or she will die!" I got into the car. Inside, an enslaved man was kneeling down and handcuffed. He was so tall that he was almost my height while on his knees. "Holy crap! Are you okay? It's clear outside!" "Thanks sister! Untie me and grab Katy in the back, we need to get out of here! She's the only one who can get our collars off." I didn't notice her, but she was the girl in critical condition. We had to act fast. I took the handcuffs off the giant. He watched outside while I dragged the little girl towards the car doors. The man helped me off to climb down. Not far away, a pack of raiders stormed their way into the circle. "Looks like we have company. Quick, grab Katy and run to the orange wagon! I'll hold them off. Try to save her okay?" I heard the giant and the raiders fighting behind me. I sincerely hoped he would win, but now I was in charge of little Katy, who was barely breathing. "Hang in there kid, I'll get you out of this! Just keep breathing! Everything will be okay, I promise!" END OF PART 2
  18. Another day later. I opened my eyes with difficulty, my head was aching. I had just come out of a two-day coma and the first thing I heard was a car on metal tracks. I was still naked and tied up with a lot of filth on my skin. A well-known collar had been placed around my neck. Oddly enough, I hadn't missed it. When my vision regained focus, I looked inside the wagon. There were more slaves. The ones at the back were dead. The guy on the left seemed lost in his thoughts while the woman on the right was suffering from an unbearable pain in her stomach. The man standing was the only one who didn't seem to be affected by anything. When he saw me raising my head, he approached me. "Holy shit! You're still alive! Let me help you get those ropes off." "Th... thank you." "They must have really hated you to leave you naked with us. Check the car's back if you can grab anything that fits you. It's not like they'll mind, poor people... We'll talk after." I moved towards the bodies, I had some difficulty to regain my balance. I was sorry to do this, but I had to dress up a little. One of the women had some ragged clothes that fit me. Pants and a linen strip to cover my breasts were quite enough. On top of that, she had managed to hide a bobby pin in one of her pockets, that was going to be useful. I felt better despite the hunger and thirst. We had to get out of here. "Okay, do you know where we're going? Can you fight?" "Mmh. I believe the train is heading south. I heard the raiders talking about a place called Miami." The woman didn't seem to be in pain anymore and joined the conversation. The other guy was still in his world of thoughts. "I'm so scared, I don't want to die!" "Hey, calm down woman, I have a bobby pin to open the car. We can escape!" "We don't know how to fight, but if can slow down the train, we can flee. I'll help you open the door, you'll be on your own afterwards." The man helped me open the car's sliding door. I was not expecting to see such a beautiful landscape with an extreme fear of the void that stood below our feet. I had the man's support while the other girl was stunned, as was I, by the scenery and how fast it passed by." "Alright, good luck woman! Try to catch the Midnight Express. It's a prisonword for... escape. I hope it will stop around here." "Thank you, I will try my best." I followed the small platform that led me to the train's rear. A ladder was there. I used it to climb up and therefore jump from car to car, hoping not to encounter any raiders along the way. From the car tops, I did not see any raiders. I jumped carefully, I tried not to exhaust myself too much, my body was quite weak. I had to find something to feed myself and something to fight with. I heard some noise ahead so I lay down. A raider was sitting in the chair, taking a good nap thanks to the empty beer bottles. I was about to make this one permanent. I grabbed her from behind, chocking her to death. I was pissed off, I had a grudge against all those slave raider bastards. She was the first to die and she wasn't going to be the last. I would wipe out all those scumbags until the train stopped, or I would die trying. She was guarding a wagon with supplies in it. Water next to a duffel bag. Inside, canned food and a revolver with three bullets left. I would only use it as a last resort. However, a sledgehammer caught my eye. I deserved a little snack break before trying this new tool on the raiders. The next car was filled with several raiders. I hadn't been detected yet and I was going to take advantage of it. One of the men saw an angry shadow, armed with a rather heavy sledgehammer. He screamed in fear. Too bad the railroad tracks muffled his voice. I used the sniper rifle from my previous encounter to take some raiders from the car with the boat. When I ran out of bullets, I picked up the sledgehammer and kept going. The adrenaline was flowing through my veins, I was unstoppable, just like that raider girl felt when she received my melee weapon in the belly. I noticed a zip line on the roof of that car. I decided to use it to quickly reach the train's front end. There were no other raiders left at the moment, so I was sure I wouldn't get shot at when I was coming down. I was unleashed. The drug gone from my body had awakened my full capabilities. After my little zip line ride, the next car was blocked by an endless amount of crates. I had to jump on the iron bars that were sticking out on the right side of the train. I wasn't afraid, I knew I was going to make it. I arrived in a car made of containers. Some were used for storage, others as resting places for the raiders. This gentleman was going to die in his sleep, I spared him from worse. He had a rifle and ammunation that would be very useful in my quest for revenge. A small wooden staircase led to the next containers. I used it as a hiding spot to eliminate the patrolling raiders, starting with the one holding a missile launcher on the car's top. What the hell was that creature? A huge kind of bear was sitting in a cage. I was going to need more firepower to kill it and move on. I knew where to find that kind of power. I managed to climb onto the wagon top and retrieved the missile launcher from the raider's body. Three missiles, that's what this mutant creature would eat. "Say hello to my little friend!" Maybe I went a little too hard. The rockets killed the creature, but the car would soon go off the rails too. I didn't hesitate, I jumped down and ran for safety the fastest way I could. After a few moments, there was a small explosion and the rear cars came apart. At least, my fellow slaves companions would be able to escape, I wished them luck. Not every raider was an idiot. One of them had managed to set up tatos (a mixture of potato and tomato), corn and mutant fruit crops. When you lived on a train, you had to be self-sufficient. I didn't know what was waiting for me in the next closed car, I took some food before going through the doors. More raiders, what a surprise! They were chatting in the bar carriage, paying barely any attention to the barefoot slave who had them in her crosshair. I had enough bullets left to send them to the next world. That was their fate, for each and every one of these scums. With the bar cleaned, I kept advancing. It had to happen. The car's boss emerged from one of the booths with a remote control and activated it. My collar made a clicking noise before I received an electric shock that made me scream and lose my weapon. "Where are you going, slave? You should have stayed with the others. I'll make you pay!" She pressed the remote until I was on the ground, unable to resist from the electric shocks that were affecting my entire body. "So you're the rebellious girl I've heard about. Like every slave, they need to understand their rightful place. Luckily for that, I have this remote and you have that collar around your neck. Now that you seem cooled down, I'm going to molest you." END OF PART 1
  19. "I already told you and I'm telling you again, this is a bad idea. Going after Liemanto's new associate. For what possible reason? Because you think she's... shady? Please Calista, don't do this." It had been several weeks since my last job at the Boyston Club. In the meantime, Liemanto's cartel expanded with new partners. One of them had connections with evil people. I wanted to get to the bottom of it, so I decided to break into her residence tonight, looking for evidence. Wiecek did his best to talk to me out of it. He didn't know my stubborn side. "I can feel it. This woman is hiding something. Tonight is my opportunity. Don't worry Wiecek, the burglary will be quick and clean, I'll find some evidence and then bail." "Calista I'm begging you, stop it. What happens if you get caught or arrested? You think Liemanto will let this go? We'll both have a target on our backs." "Enough with the theories. Do you really want to work with a guy who's keeping crucial info on his partners from you? I don't." "And robbing a partner on a 'gut feeling' isn't that a little... far-fetched?" Our little argument ended. I grabbed my mask, gloves and shoes and headed for the entry door. "Look Wiecek, I told you my story, you know what I went through. That's what I'm afraid of, being associated with slavers. I just need to know." "I understand Calista, I don't want to lose you. And I will support you, no matter what. Please come back safely." "Meet me in Goodneighbor in a week. I have an apartment there, on the corner right next to the Memory Den." "Okay, honey. I'll see you there. I love you." "I love you too Wiecek." We kissed before I faded into the night. I put on my balaclava and went to the residence. It was located just below the Boxes district. Nobody around, I climbed the fence to unlock the door. I had one hour left before the end of the partners' meeting at the Red Seat. I discreetly entered, the house had some lights left on. All I had to do was find some tangible evidence. This would allow me to expose the cartel's illegal activities. Otherwise, I would just have to turn a blind eye to their newest expansion. The ground floor consisted of a kitchen, a dining room, a bathroom and a guest room. No proper place to handle business. I went upstairs, hoping to have better luck on the rooms I would search. I was in the right room! An office with a huge bookcase. One of the drawers was locked, so I took the liberty to break it open. Inside there was an account book of all the transactions signed with the letters Q and I. Weapons, drugs and the part I was dreading, slaves. That's why she had partnered with Liemanto. She would bring in slaves from the south, sell them at a discounted price and the cartel would either take a cut from the sales or directly on the slaves. I was disgusted. I ripped out the page that mentioned the trades with Liemanto. It was time to flee and show this to Wiecek. Well, fuck me... The upstairs living room light were on and the slaver was standing in her underwear next to the stairs. "What a boring night. Good thing the meeting was cut short. I'm going to get a drink, do some stretching and hit the sheets." I disagreed with her plans. She deserved a little slap on the wrist. I jumped on her, my fist hitting her face. She didn't see me coming, I was in her blind spot. My surprise attack sent her straight to the carpet. I expected more resistance from a veteran slaver. One punch and she was already down? The vilains have lost their edge... I put my foot on her neck, she was still breathing. I had no interest in killing her, but I wasn't against tying her up and humiliating her for a bit. I looked around to see where I could find some bindings to restrain her. The slaver seized that moment when my guard was down to kick me in the belly. Damn, the bitch! She wanted a fight, she was going to get it! Perhaps I had underestimated her. The slaver quickly recovered on her feet. I tried to kick her in the head, she blocked my attack with her arm. She had a clear advantage over me, her body size was well above mine. I had to push on and find an opening. Damn, she knew how to fight. Even my attempt to punch her failed, she blocked it so easily. Maybe I should play dirty, stomp on her toes or something. That might work. My opponent pivoted her body and extended her left arm to my chest. The blow was so fast and powerful that it sent me to the ground. Once on the ground, she stood over me, blocked my left hand and chocked my neck. I tried to stop her with my right hand, but I was powerless, she was much stronger and had positioned herself perfectly. "Come on dear, stop struggling, let go." Those were the last words before I fainted. A few minutes later. I felt my bare hands and feed bound. My face was no longer masked. I regained my senses but I was in a perilous situation. "Wake up, burglar. I'm not done playing with you. Did you really think you could take on Queen Isabel ? Now you'll feel my knife as punishment." "What the fuck? Take that knife away, bitch!" "I don't think you're in any position to complain." "Cut me loose, I dare you!" "Tempting. Need a reminder that you just lost to me? And with all the hassle I went through tying you up... I had to remove your hood, then you gloves and finally your shoes. But I'm curious to know what's underneath that bodysuit. Hold still..." The slaver enjoyed tearing my outfit with her blade. The ropes were so heavy and thick that I couldn't move at all. It was so humiliating... "You're such a fucking perv!" "Said the woman who came to rob me. You have a beautiful body and that little tatoo on your tummy... Yum yum. It looks like you're not wearing anything else underneath, do you mind?" She finished tearing off what was left of my catsuit, leaving my breasts and vagina completely exposed. "There you go! Oh wow... I'm jealous of your tits. Really, they're perfect. It would be a waste to harm them..." "Are you done? You can't humiliate me any more than that... What's next?" "Good question dear girl. But you're starting to piss me off so I'm gonna shush your mouth. Meanwhile, I'll think about what to do with you." She gagged me with duct tape and faced the bed. "You're even more sexy this way! Thanks for spicing up my crappy night but I still want to play. And I know exactly what I'm going to do to you." Her gaze was on my bare feet. It didn't look good to me... She pulled my legs and tickled my feet. I held on for a few moments before I gave in. I couldn't resist her sharp fingernails. "Those giggles are music to my ears ! You have great feet, of course I take care of them. And those ticklish soles are flawless! You're lucky, I might just keep you here..." Queen Isabel lay down on the bed, right next to my helpless body. "Just when I thought I'd found a perfect spot to tickle. It looks like your boob is more sensitive than your feet. I like it!" If it could keep her off my soles, it was a tiny win. Time passed and I stopped giggling. The truth was that I feared what this abusive woman would do to me. She stood over me, slightly tickling my breasts while admiring them. "You are way too valuable to be killed right now. Such a pretty body... I'll have to get back in touch with an old raider friend." Queen Isabel searched in one of her drawers. She pulled out a syringe and injected it into my chest. My eyes closed as the drug kicked in. "Sleep well, missy. I'll get you ready for your new life." A day later. Naked and hogtied, I was transported inside a crate to an unknown destination. My body struggled to wake up from the drug still active in my system. I heard two voices discussing nearby. "Queen, what should I do with her?" "Collar her and throw her in with the others. Make sure she's tightly bound. I'll dose her again, she'll be knocked out for one more day." "Okay. Thanks again for the gift." "Don't mention it. I've seen her kind before. Lost... Lonely... Nothing to live but the constant misery of meaningless survival. No one will miss her." END OF ACT 4
  20. I was choked till I blacked out. My weapons and some of my equipment were taken away leaving me with only my tank top and leggings. My necklace was replaced with an iron collar and my bare feet exposed. I was chained with shackles to the freight elevator, unable to move my arms. As the heavy footsteps of the person in the power armor got closer, I began to regain my bearings. From where I was restrained, the power armor had an even more daunting presence. It wasn't the Corvega raider's armor made from salvaged scrap metal, this one had been through War, the real thing. I could have had my nack broken but I was spared, I had to know why. "Who are you? What do you want from me?" "I gotta hand it to you, it was quite a fight. But you're not the girl I was supposed to bring back. Young, skinny, long hair, not my bounty. I guess the auction will be quite content with you..." "What? You're going to put me up for sale? Fuck you slavering bastard!" "I wouldn't expect anything less as a reaction. I'm sorry for just doing what I'm paid to do." "I hope you die on the road asshole." "Speaking of which, we're about to leave. Before we do, I'll make sure I don't hear any more cursing out of your mouth." A rusty iron gag was shoved into my mouth. It was so humiliating and disgusting just like my body looked after a night spent in a train depot. The night closed, revealing the dawn. The slaver escorted me, his head flashlight lightening my progress on the tracks. There was no point in running, I would be caught in an instant. I had to accept the situation... Thus began my journey into Boston to be sold... How I got there... I had taken Fahrenheit's place, she was the bounty. I hoped she would be okay and not shackled to the wall anymore. Kind of ironic that I ended up what I put her in... I had to think of something else, how to escape. Even though I was shackled and barefoot, the collar wasn't going to kill me if I ran away. I would only have one shot, I couldn't miss. We passed in an alley. I was forced to obey the route chosen by the power armor because I didn't know the location of the auction. We were close to Diamond City, I had seen the green painted brick walls just before we crossed the street. I figured it wasn't going to happen there, even though the green jewel didn't mind using slaves from time to time, much less often since the security chief was replaced. We went around the stadium. I could still see its structure from the road. We stopped in front of a police station, my feet stepped into a puddle of rain water. I paid almost no attention to it, I had to listen to the slaver watching the horizon. "Mmh. Trouble ahead. The intersection is blocked and there are wild ghouls wandering around. New plan, we'll go through this building and use the back stairs." The half-destroyed building had no ghouls inside. It wasn't easy for a barefoot woman tied up to walk through the rubble to avoid injuring herself. The difficulty increased when I had to go down one floor due to a portion of the staircase being buried in the debris. I preferred to sit down to help me land. I didn't want to damage my bare feet before I escaped. "You're right, it will be silly to get hurt now. Take it nice and easy." The slaver was messing with me, the shithead. We continued towards the river. Until we passed the church, a noise coming from the power armor halted our progress. The slaver stood ahead of me so that I would stop walking. I knew what the noise sounded like. I never wore power armor, but I understood that this one was currently low on energy. My window to escape was getting closer. "We need to take a short break. Head to the alley, I spotted a workshop there, I need it to maintain my armor." I was pushed and forced to sit on the concrete floor. The iron gag prevented me from complaining. All I could do was stare at the power armor, waiting for the perfect opening. "Be quiet girl. We're almost there. It'll only take a minute. Don't even try, you won't get far anyway in your bare feet." I didn't have to go far, just reach Diamond City which was two blocks away. I have traveled worse distances while barefoot. When the fusion core was removed from the power armor, it became completely disabled. I quickly got up and ran to the first block. I couldn't go back, I didn't want to be ripped apart by the ghouls that were roaming around the previous intersection. I could do it! I turned down the first alley that brought me even closer to Diamond City. Unfortunately for me, a raider blocked my path. "Hey who are you? Don't move!" I couldn't go to the left because of the trap wire and I couldn't throw myself into the arms of the female raider in front of me. So I was forced to go through the small apartment on the right. I smashed the door with all the speed and weight of my body. I found myself on the ground. Looking up, another raider was guarding the side street. "Wow wow wow! Where are you going girl? A prisoner falling from the sky, this must be my lucky day!" I heard the footsteps of the power armor approaching. They were so heavy that you could hear them a block away. I had to flee before I was torn to pieces. The raiders would buy me a few seconds. I got up and ran towards the river. I could hear gunshots coming from behind. The raiders were not likely to make a strong stand against the power armor. Another one watched the intersection. She wasn't about to turn the tables with a blade. I had to keep running and find a way to break the bond of my shackles. I ended up in a narrow alley. The gunfire stopped and I could no longer hear the footsteps of the power armor. I used the door of a destroyed car to split my restraints. At least I could pick up something to defend myself. I didn't have much hope of defeating the slaver, but I could reach Diamond City. All I had left to do was to reach the main street and follow it to the stadium. I looked back one last time. Boston was quiet again and I had managed to escape the steel claws of the power armor. Where had it gone? It must have been searching in other streets, good for me. However, something disturbed me. The ground quaked in a strange way. The person in the power armor landed in front of me. I fell to the ground from the impact. I tried to crawl back, to implore it to leave me alone with my hand... It had caught up with me and I was in big trouble. "Little bitch, did you think your escape would actually work? Well guess what, not only did it fail but you pissed me off! I'm going to carry your little ass to the auction. If you try anything, I'll crush one of your feet." I was lifted and then carried by the power armor. Its heavy steel hand blocked my spine, I could not move. We passed through a tunnel, away from Diamond City, my old way out. I was distraught. I had faced something stronger than me, I had lost and now I had to accept the fate that was about to await me. We were approaching a building with a green door. "We're here. It's time to collect." I tried to lift my neck to see where I was, I had to do the same with my feet top keep some balance. Inside, I was taken to a room and chained up by my feet. I was treated like cattle, I had given up all hope of escaping. A few minutes later, one of the auction guards came to the slaver. "What a catch! But it's not the right one, is it?" "Look, don't fuck with me. This girl came in, fought like a lioness, she ruined my armor. I captured her, I had to fix my suit, she ran away but I caught her. She is worth just as much as the main target." "Damn, she gave you a hard time huh? We'll start the bidding at 1,000 caps, you'll get half the final price. How's that sound ?" "Deal. I need the money to get back to the Capital Wastelands. I miss the tranquility of Paradise Falls." "I can imagine. You can join the lobby, we'll take care of your troublemaker." I was stripped of what I had left. A splash of water to clean me up so I was saleable and the guards chained me up from head to toe. The weight of the rusty metal restricted my movements. I had accepted my destiny. To be sold to someone in the Commonwealth. It wouldn't have been any worse than with the raiders where I was beaten and coerced into prositution. I was brought to the stage and put on display. It was so depressing. To normalize slavery like that... I guess I won't fit in with some mores of this world. "Ladies and gentlemen, here's the last batch of this noon. A young woman, in her twenties and in good health. She was captured because she had a contract on her head. It was either death or auction. Able to fight and satisfy all your needs, the first bid starts at 1,000 caps." And the bids came in, 1,500 for a guy who wanted a sex slave, 2,000 for a woman who wanted a maid for her manor, 2,500 for a couple who wanted to adopt a girl... They were all nuts. "Come on folks, I'm sure you can do better than that! Look at that fabulous body, those firm breasts, that pretty face... They're worth way more thant your little bids." The assistant forced me to kneel down during the salesman's speech. I watched the audience on my right. A father and child, a robot and the woman who wanted a maid... In the middle of the lobby stood the power armor staring at me, counting the capsules it would earn from my sale... I couldn't believe a kid would see me like that. It really was a whole diferent world. "I just heard 3,000 to my left, mister really wants a sex slave. 3,500 raised by the couple. Who says better?" A person arrived from the back of the lobby and decided to finish the auction. "5,000 caps. The next person who raises get a rebid." No more voices were spoke. The auctioneer was therefore left with no choice but to conclude. "Well, if there are no further bids... Sold! To the official of Diamond City for 5,000 caps. And we thank you." My fate was sealed. I was now enslaved to Diamond City. And to think I tried to find help there... BONUS SHOT END OF ACT 3
  21. One week later, in my apartment. Kimy hasn't lied. She laughed at my face when she saw me come in in with the devices on my body. She released me and gave me the keys to an old apartment right next to the Memory Den. "Do whatever you want in there partner. Visit me later, I might have a job for you." She didn't have to worry, I was going to enjoy my new home! Time for a little workout. I reconnected with my old pre-war hobbies. I finally had a place where I could to yoga. It was quiet, calm and I was in the perfect state of mind to do it. My legs were still flexible enough to do the splits. I still got it. It felt good, stretching my legs, then my arms... I felt like I was 18 again! I had lost those habits, I was spending more time surviving thant living. What about my balance? Was it still smooth? I had to strain my arms to keep the pose. I got my answer when I found myself on the carpet. Luckily I was able to control my fall. I was going to have to work on that... I kept working out. I was in the perfect position to stretch my entire back. It was damaged after too many adventures with Kimy's toys... I held my feet, breathed slowly and let the music on the radio accompagnied this relaxing moment. I rolled over and raised my legs as high as I could. It was a good to end this session, my whole body was stimulated. Except for my feet which were hanging in the air. I will train them next time. After finishing the workout, I needed to get clean. I was going to visit Kimy once I got dressed. The young woman had devious devices but also a wide variety of modern clothes in her wardrobe. She was kind enough to give me something to wear. I may have been forced to show her how my goods worked to make this happen... "Hello my dear Calista! I hope you like the clothes and the apartment! Didn't I tell you that I'd make it worth your while? I never lie." "It's true, I can't thank you enough! If I could have some of your toys for the apartment I would be delighted!" "You've come to the right place! I have just the job for you. Brother Thomas borrowed a load of my toys. I found out that he was using them to trick poor people into robbing them. This has to stop. You'll find him and his community at the Charles View Amphitheater. Do it your way, but be careful not to get ripped off! How about half the toys as a reward?" "I'm in. But I'd still like some capsules. 300 is enough for this job, right?" "You know I like you Calista. I'll give you 500 if no one dies. Are you ready for the challenge?" Challenge accepted. This job was a perfect opportunity to test my fighting skills in case things went wrong. I had improved since that time in the cage. Plus, the morning workouts needed to be put into action. The amphitheater was not far from Goodneighbor. About fifteen minutes later, I got to the place. Several people with patched clothes, not very well armed, yep it was there. We had a nice view of the Boston River, spoiled by the huge bonfire that Thomas' community had lit. I was stretching my arms, just in case... I joined the community. Brother Thomas proved to be easy to find, he was the one in the chair overlooking his group. "Hi there, I'm here to pick Kimy's devices." "Who are you young lady? I don't know anyone named Kimy and I don't have any devices here." "Cut the crap brother Thomas, I know who you are and what you are doing here. Give me what I came for and no harm will be done." "Mmh... Alright. I want two of you to escort this woman into the storeroom. You'll get your devices." Something wasn't right. Once in the room, the woman who accompagnied me slammed the door and closed it. Maybe she was waiting for me to interact with something in the storeroom. Maybe she was waiting for backup. Either way, I wasn't going to let it get to me. I didn't need the pumps and my jacket anymore. Time for a fight. I yelled to get the woman's attention. She must have thought that I had fallen into the trap that was meant for me. She opened the door and entered the room, disappointed to find no one there. I came out of the corner behind the door and tackled her. "Hey darling, looking for me?" I made sure she was knocked out before closing the door. The other guy was waiting outside and went into the office. He wasn't expecting to see an angry woman in her bare feet. When he was within range, I kicked him in the throat. "Get the hell out of here, you creep." I was in good shape today. Both physically and verbally. I paused for a moment. I heard footsteps and moved to cover. "Are you done with the girl? Is she neutralized? Why the fuck aren't they answering?" He was reading a piece of paper while unconsciously walking towards me. Same battle plan as before. When he was close enough, I hit him pretty hard. The surprise effect was such that he was knocked out before he hit the ground. "Sorry mister. I don't think you're going to need that assault rifle anymore." I had an idea how to cut down the community without deaths. I retrieved his weapon and quietly made my way to the bonfire. None of the other members saw me. I aimed at the river and emptied the magazine. "If you don't want to die, run away, all of you. NOW." They succumbed to the panic and fled. Except for two people. Brother Thomas and his bodyguard who were hiding inside the amphitheater. I made a grand entrance. I climbed over the crates and then over the wall to pounce on the first person who came along. The bodyguard was the unfortunate one. She could do nothing but scream and pray. Brother Thomas was powerless, he didn't even have time to draw his rifle. A blow to his crotch and a tackle were enough to send him down. Next time, he won't piss off a woman who was obliged to remove her heels. I put my foot on his chest to make it clear who was the community leader. "Shall I continue Brother or do you give me the toys now?" "Okay you win, I give up. Damn you're a strong woman. Kimy's toys are in the safe next to the matress. Help yourself, it's open and get the hell out." I put all the devices in a bag and walked along the river. I took a break, there was a deckchair and some beers waiting for me. The day had gone pretty well, nobody died, which meant a lot of caps and I got some new stuff for the apartment! If only I hadn't forgotten my jacket and pumps... I was going to have to go home barefoot... Poor me.
  22. It has been a month since my capture by the Gunners. I went north, far from the troubles. I arrived in this ghost town called Salem. No one lived there anymore but there were plenty of supplies and resources! I was enjoying life, sunbathing, walking, simple things that I had missed. The days were simple and similar. I had nothing to worry about. Only one caravan of merchants came to town and you know what? They were the same ones I had met before my attack on Lexington. They remembered me and I even got a new tattoo on my left thigh! I lived in the church. It was a perfect place to call home. I was upstairs, a safe spot for seeing troubles coming. The city had turrets that were disabled and I didn't have the access codes to bring them back online. No big deal because today was my 238th birthday! If you take out the 210 years spent in cryo, that makes me 28 years old. Well preserved for an old woman don't you think? Even though I was alone and could walk around naked as I wanted, I preferred to wear some classic clothes. And for this special day in this well-deserved retreat, I was going to wear the same outfit from my last day in 2077, before the bombs were dropped. For this special day, I wanted a soup and a cake. I picked up different ingredients at one of the stalls next to the church, their local market probably. I felt light in this spring outfit, like those days when I was a lawyer... I had prepared everything and was about to enjoy my delicious soup when I saw a figure in front of the diner. "Hello there, can I help you?" Too much kindness. The figure pulled out a weapon and a syringe was stuck in my left thigh. I tried to hide behind the counter and passed out. A few hours later, in an unknown place... "Oh my God what is that?" That was my reaction when I woke up. Naked in a straitjacket in a bedroom. My arms were tightly bound. The person who had done this had to be the same person who put me to sleep. Why me? Where I was? One more adventure to get rid of this predicament... I got out of bed. On the opposite dresser was a handwritten note. "Greetings neighbor! I apologize for incapacitating you and replacing your clothes with this straitjacket. I'm a little bored in this part of the world and I have been monitoring you since you came. Here's my game : meet me in my bunker if you can make it so I can release you. It is located in one of the destroyed houses north of the city. You are currently in the Salem Convalescent Home. Have a good trip! By the way, there are robots patrolling inside, if they catch you... That won't happen right?" The bastard. Treating me like I was his toy... I had no choice but to reach him. The thirst for adventure returned. To escape from a place I didn't know with a straitjacket. If someone had told me that, I would have ended up in the asylum. It would have justified what I was wearing. I passed through a hole in the wall that connected the rooms together. It was very difficult to open door without being able to use my hands. I arrived in a common room that served as a lounge. I heard a robot patrolling and took cover. Of course, he positioned itself right in front of the stairs. I was going to have to find another way. I retraced my steps and found a way down. I was on the balcony of the common room and jumped on a table below. It was weird, I felt like one of the skeletons was watching me. Nope, it was my mind playing tricks on me. I hid behind the reception desk. I was a few meters from the exit. Unfortunately, another robot was guarding the front door. I had to do something to get out. Maybe I could use my feet... Subtlety was over. I ran to the robot, silently through my bare feet. He detected me and started to turn around: "Can I hel..." "Take this trash can!" I gave him a huge kick, with all the strenght of a madwoman can have. I just wanted to escape the place. With the robot on the ground, I used my shoulders to break down the door. I closed it with my feet and ran away. I checked behind me to make sure I wasn't being chased. The weather had changed, it looked like a sandstorm was coming... I paused near a destroyed car. I was out of breath, it had been a long time since I had so much adrenaline. The warm sand under my feet felt nice, but I had to get to the bunker before the storm and radiation got to me. I made my way to the bunker. It was in one of the barricated houses that I had never visited before. I used my right foot to open the hatch. Never skip the leg work. I jumped inside. An elderly man was waiting for me, he was the one responsible for my predicament. "Well done, you've arrived. Please sit down. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." I sat down on the couch. He joined me. "My name is Barney. Well done, you've passed my little game! I'll let you off on one condition. You must give me your word that you will join the Salem Militia." "What if I don't want to and I don't care?" "You will force my hand..." He lifted one of my legs and did exactly what he said. Barney tickled my foot and I began to giggle. I could have kicked him but his touch was so nice, it was like a massage after my journey to reach him. "Come on I'll take you to my bed and I'll keep going until you decide to join my militia!" I continued to giggle, the old man knew how to use his hands. He took me while tickling my ribs and ass. I didn't know how long I could hold on, but maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to join forces with him. Once settled on the bed, he tickled both my feet. He put much more force and touched my weak points : the inside of my soles. I burst out laughing and when I couldn't resist anymore, I surrendered. "Ahahahah okay okay I'll join the Salem Militia but please, no more tickling! My bladder can't take it anymore!" "Good girl. I knew I could count on you!" As promised, Barney released me from the straitjacket and went on patrol. I couldn't take it anymore and went to pee. I felt so relieved. I showered to clean the sweat from the tickles and latex of the straitjacket. To be honest, I enjoyed his game and being helpless. Playing hide and seek with robots, escaping from an unknown place... It got me turned on and everything turned out fine!
  23. I spent the night on that chair. My top was ripped off by the sergeant, she laughed at what she saw underneath. "Mine are bigger" she said. Bitch. I had the chance to pee before I was tied to it. Lucky me. The gunners took shifts to watch me. Nothing to do, I collapsed from exhaustion. As dawn broke, I saw a little light coming into the room. It was joined by the commander, who had come to wake me up. "It's time to open your eyes Calista! A new day rises, it may be your last. The questioning will begin. We're going to take that tape off your mouth, of course. And since you've been a good girl, we'll give you some water and clean you up." Once cleaned and hydrated, I saw another man enter the room. He knew why he was there. I wasn't too comfortable with the idea of being tortured so he could get information about me. "What do we have here? A prisoner who is going to tell me exactly what she knows." "I heard a girl armed with a baseball bat came and beat up a whole gang to get away with their loot. We know it was you. Who do you work for? And more importantly, where did you stash their equipment? You don't want to upset me and know my baseball skills." I didn't know what to say. The truth? Screw him? I was still hesitating on my answer. "You can take your bat and shove it deep up your ass!" I chose to fuck him up. It was a bad decision. "So it will be the hard way. I needed to warm up this morning anyway." I got screwed up. The interrogator mostly destroyed my bare chest. I also took a few hits to my legs. My ribs were in pain, some had to be broken. The only good thing was that my head was spared. "Let's start again. Who are you working for? Where is the stolen equipment?" "I don't know... I've never set foot in your building." "You lying bitch! You're wasting my time! Aren't you our thief? You're no good to us, might as well shoot you like the dog you are." "I'll make you regret your insolence, bitch!" He took me by force towards the destroyed section of the highway. My whole body was in pain. I had enough strenght left to curse at him. "Go to hell you prick." It was when I found myself in front of the void that I experienced my greatest fear. Falling to my death. I could not accept this fate, not now. I had survived the atrocity of slavery. I didn't want to be executed by some stinking gunner. "Okay okay I'll talk but please don't shoot!" "I admit it, I looted your building. I don't work for anyone, I accepted a mission in Bunker Hill to rescue a girl being held by a raider gang in an abandoned apartment. I saved her and she pointed me to the BADTFL building as their hideout. I sold the drugs in Diamond City and stashed the guns and ammo. You know everything please, don't kill me!" He released his finger from the trigger with a smile on his face. The gunner escorted me back to their storage room. I was relieved and still alive. He had succeeded in his interrogation. "To make you feel better, my gun wasn't loaded." He had bluffed me and I had bluffed him about the guns and ammo. Tie, game back on. Back to square one. I was attached to the chair again. I was upset that I hadn't been able to control myself better but I was still breathing. They still needed me to lead them to the weapons. Maybe I could get away before they realized my trick. "Stay safe prisoner. I will inform the commander on our session. Someone will keep an eye on you." A few hours passed. The pain of the torture faded away. My limbs were numb. I felt weak. It was at this moment that the sergeant came, it was her turn of duty. I could see from her attitude that she had nos just come to watch me. She stared at me, like an eagle ready to pounce on a prey. She approached me and kicked the chair. I couldn't do anything to stop her, my legs were tied. "I'm sick of you cocky attitude, I'm going to teach you some manners." Once on the ground, the sergeant had a perfect view of my bare feet. I had noticed those few glances at them as she escorted me to their base. She took advantage of her dominant position over my captive body. "If you ended up barefoot, you don't mind if I tickle you?" I was surprised, I had no immediate reaction as she tickled my left foot. When she moved to my other foot, that's when I burst out in laughter. I was ticklish, but it had been over 200 years since anyone had tried it again. The pain from my broken ribs returned instantly. She found the exact spot in my soles to make me laugh so hard. The sergeant decided to tickle my belly. She put her hands on my recent bruises and scratched with her nails. I was helpless, forced to laugh and endure all the pain that had disappeared from the morning's beating. "I didn't expect such a convincing result. I hope you enjoy this lesson Calista!" "Ahahahahaha I get it! I'm in pain please stop ahahah!" She attacked my feet again, this time focusing on my toes. I was out of breath, my whole body felt empty. "Huh huh, please, I can't take it anymore!" "It's not every day you find prisoners so ticklish. Maybe we should keep you here!" The session ended with the commander entering the room. "Enough sergeant. The men need help down there. Raiders have been spotted and two Deathclaws have just nested nearby." "Yes, commander." The commander straightened the chair and told me what was going to happen: "Your session with the corporal went well Calista. I'm glad. When the area is secured, you will lead us to your hideout. If you behave, we won't execute you. We heard there are new people in Lexington, they'll be glad to have you among them as a slave." Screw them. I had an opportunity to escape, no one was watching me and the commander had just left. I could move my legs. I managed to knock the chair over. Now I had to get the handcuffs off. I had seen some lockpicks hanging around in the storage room. I was exhausted and in bad shape, it would have been deadly to try to compete with them especially when you're barefoot and covered in bruises. I managed to get rid of the handcuffs and made my way to the destroyed part of the highway. There were still a few men patrolling the main gates but they couldn't see me. I wasn't out of the woods yet, the corporal saw that I was gone and started looking for me. Luckily I was hiding on all fours behind the railing, the pain was still there in my chest. With the energy I had left, I jumped to the other side of the highway. I had to cover my bruises during the jump, I didn't want to die from a free fall. "Commander, do you want us to catch her?" "No need, corporal. She's not worth it. She might be dead before she reaches Boston." "What about the stolen equipment?" "Tomorrow, I want a squad around Bunker Hill. Ask about the rescued girl, maybe she'll know something. If you run into Calista again, shoot her this time." "Understood, commander." I had escaped from their base. I was pretty beat up, my body wracked with pain between the bruises and tickles. I was going to go back to Diamond City to get what I had left at the inn and then I was going to get the hell out of Boston. I hoped the Gunners would forget about me or think I didn't make it. BONUS SHOT END OF ACT 2
  24. My new life began. The owner of the shack tore off my clothes, added some tattoos and varnish on my toenails. I had to be respectable for the new customers. He forced me to take some drug, something called Jet. I hoped it wouldn't be as addictive as cigarettes... I was escorted to another room and restrained in the same way except this time I was blindfolded. Only one person remained in the room with me. "I am your Master. Whatever I tell you to do, you do. You work for me. This club must become the best in the area. If you don't obey, you will be forced to. Until you die." He hit me for some time with his whip before leaving the room. "Dear customers, this room is open." After a few rounds, the Master returned and he was not happy. "You useless brat! If I hear any more complaining customers, you're going to spend the whole night on the cross." I protected myself from the lashes, hoping they would stop. Once my shift was over, I was escorted to the common room where I had a mattress, a suitcase and a cooler. These were my only possessions, each day inspected by the Master. I didn't know how I held up. The will to live or the Jet? Hard to tell. A few days passed. My duties as a slave changed. The more obedient I was, the fewer problems I had. I was no longer obliged to take care of the customers but I had to clean the shack. I would rather be a maid than be accompanied by those disgusting pigs. Later in the day, I was even allowed to go outside. The collar was set to explode unless I got home first. I had a few hours to find materials to produce one of these slavers' drugs. The first one was rust, I had to get it with gloves to avoid hurting myself. I still had some time left. Once I had collected the ingredients, I found an old toilet. I was sick, the Jet and the disgusting food I ate didn't help. Since my capture, this was the only time I was not being watched. While I vomited, I took the time to think of a solution to remove this collar. I couldn't do it but maybe there were some innocent people who would be able to do it? I couldn't go too far away from the shack but I could wait for someone to come by? With the time I had left, I decided to wait at an old bus station. I was exhausted and filthy. I sincerely hoped that someone would come by and save me from the horrible nightmare that my life had become. An hour later, nothing happened. Animal noises in the distance and the howling of ghouls that populated some parts of the city. I knew its name now, Lexington. It would be a distant memory when I was going to get rescued. I put myself on the bus. I waved my arms, hoping someone would see me. Time was running out... I was still waiting. The rain was falling I used it to clean myself. It was going to be difficult to see someone coming in this weather... It was getting dark. The rain didn't stop, I took shelter at the bus stop. I had only one hour left before I had to go back to the shack. I looked around one last time from the bus. No one ever came by and it was time for me to go back to the shack. I was bummed but it was enough to create hope. Hope that I could escape from here someday. A few days later, I was taken to a hideout for an "interrogation" regarding the time I took to complete my mission. They were not very happy. "Look, I got what you asked for, it wasn't very easy in the city with those monsters lurking around." I tried to save my skin. "You haven't met me yet girl but you should know that I love whipping slaves like you. I can see it in your eyes, you know you've been naughty and you deserve it. Don't worry, you'll get your dose of Jet right after." He wasn't wrong about the Jet, I was starting to get hooked. "Please stop! I've had enough! I didn't mean to attract the ghouls, I don't know how to defend myself." "Keep begging for mercy. You know what, I'll let you go now but I'll get you some presents before you leave. I'll put in a good word for the boss to teach you how to fight." I was taken back to the shack and led to the bathroom. I could see my face, adorned with piercings and earrings. I had to hurry up and clean myself up. A new shift was about to start and I was expected to be there. "You don't need clothes, make the customers happy and everything will be fine for you." These were the words the Master gave me before leading me into the party room. I found this guy, a smooth talker. I introduced myself to him. "Hey handsome! I heard you were looking for an adventure? Just so you know, I'm an adventure. Do you want anything?" "You seem out of place girly. I'll have a beer and who knows, maybe more." A few days later, I was called by the boss himself. He wanted to see me at the factory for a special job. I was escorted to him in handcuffs. "I heard about your wanderings. You will have a chance to redeem yourself: you are my new fighter and you will have to beat other slaves. You win, we'll give you better jobs. You lose... You don't want to know. Here, a septum and some Jet, you'll need it."
  25. I am Calista. I woke up in a cryogenic laboratory. I lost part of my memory. What I remember is pretty vague... I was in a peaceful suburb before the Bombs blew up. The pod opened up, I retrieved some clothes, a gun and a Pip-Boy from a corpse before exiting the Vault. I didn't know what the world has become but I hoped to start a new life in this devastated world. As I was about to follow the path to the ruins down the hills, two men came out of nowhere. It was an ambush! I couldn't reach my gun and was strangled until I passed out. When I opened up my eyes, something felt different. A heavy weight around my neck. What was that? A collar??? What the hell was going on? One of my kidnapper who was watching me decided to talk: "Alright girly, you have been collared. If you don't want your head to pop off, you'll do what I say and you'll live understand? Now strip off and give me all your stuff." I didn't have a choice, I was forced to comply. The man threw me some tattred rags. "Here, put them on. We go upstairs now." Once upstairs, I was handcuffed. The other kidnapper spoke up: "Listen up, you're our prisoner, you do whatever we tell you to do and you only talk if we tell you to. We have a long walk coming in." "Where are we going? Can I have some shoes?" "A rebellious girl? I'm going to fix this." The man with the hat pulled out a whip and started to hitting me with it. It was a bit painful but I had to be strong and not give up. "Take this vault dweller, I will teach some manners. No talking except if we ask a question. Do you get that?" "Yes! YES! Please stop it burns!" "Next time it will be the collar that takes care of you. You better behave yourself." "Okay okay... sir..." I was helpless and had to follow their instructions. Outside, I could find a way to escape. The other kidnapper indicated that it was time to leave. The sun was setting and we were crossing through a small town. I was between the two kidnappers, it was impossible to do anything. Hatman warned me: "Listen kid, not having shoes is no excuse to slow down. And if you try to walk away, the collar explodes. You've been warned." The main street was guarded by small thugs. Hatman pulled out his minigun for them, to keep them in line. Museum of freedom... What about mine? We stopped in front of a house, I had to call for help to get the inhabitants out. "Please help me, there are thugs looking for me! Let me in, I beg you!" "Looks like she passed the test with flying colors Cowboy. Let's go, it's getting dark." We stopped near the road. Kneeling in front of them, they lit a campfire. They gave me some dirty water and a can of food. I was exhausted, my skin chafed from the lashings and walking barefoot. The seated man spoke to me: "Look girly, you behaved well earlier, that's why we fed you. Your next life won't be easy but if you make the right choices, you'll survive and be protected." "Is this your daily routine? Kidnapping people and enslaving them for their own safety?" "This world is terrible, you can die in an instant. Between radiation, mutant animals or people worse than us, consider yourself lucky to have survived today." "You are still criminals. One day it will be your turn." "Ahah! We are survivors and you too will do what is in your best interest to survive. Come on, time for bed." The night was short, the weight of the collar and being handcuffed did not help. I was woken up by Hatman who wanted to show his authority: "Come on slave! Get up! We have a long way to go." I woke up exhausted. The two kidnappers were talking about the way back to their base. I was still struggling to understand my condition. One day you're awake from a cryogenic lab and the next day you're going to be slave. Maybe this was the new world that was meant for me? We set off again. Fog covered the area. Hatman was still standing behind me, proud to escort his trophy. He taunted me: "Another good day in the Commonwealth, right? At least for those who are still free." I let it pass, I was still tired of all the events. The road led south. Everything was completely unknown to me. I was just following. My hands and feet were sore. I had to keep going. No way I was going to have this collar blow my head off. We were almost there. The factory overlooking the city was the slavers' base. The town seemed deserted, it was a perfect cover for these criminals. I had to prepare myself for what I was about to experience. The kidnappers ordered me to get down on my knees. I had to repeat the test exercise from the day before, except that a real person was inside. "Please help! I escaped from slavers but they are still after me, please open!" The two kidnappers were staring at me, I had to prove myself. This was not a test. Another slave was well hidden in this house. Together we went to the doors of the slavers' den. Corvega... So this was the beginning of my new life? Once in the factory I was stripped naked and tied to a cross. The leader of the spoke with one of the kidnappers: "We found that one. Vault Dweller. She's going to learn fast, she already knows how to behave." "All right. New recruits are scarce, we'll try to preserve her. Hand me the tattoo gun." "Wait, wait. You don't have the right, I'm not an animal!" "You belong to us. Let's make that clear to the other scum that populate this land. And especially to you. Don't let us down, Vault Slave." I screamed in pain. Most of the other slavers laughed at me until I fainted. We hit the road again. The slavers were supposed to take us to our new home outside the city. That's where I would receive my training. Underneath my clothes, my skin was burning. "Hurry up, this will be the beginning of your new life, slave. You better get used to it and fast." Hatman had this talent for breaking the mood. I just had to think about how to get through this. At the exit of the city, under the highway, there was a small water point. Right next to it was my new home. An old shack that was spared from the wastelands. Once inside, I was tied to a cross. The owner of the shack was talking with the kidnappers. He hoped he made a good investment in me. I had become his property. This discovering journey took me into a dark story... Could I overcome it?
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