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Commonwealth Captives More Female Captives View File V1.0.6 Fixes some errors and injection issues, and makes it a tiny bit more efficient.. This patch will add a total of 137 updated original and new female captives. It also adds a total of 38 male captives. The original 24, which have not had their looks updated and 14 new males. All 175 captives all have names and you'll also be able to see what they are wearing in the trade menu. Which means you can strip them naked if you wish. It's an ESL flagged ESP so it wont take up a mod slot. +++++++++++++++++ Little details. IF you want the captives to look like the screen shots, you'll need to have Valkyr Female Face and Body Textures installed. (at least the face textures) You may notice that some females look a lot like others. For example Noelle & Hope are pretty close to being twins, which in this case they "were". But one of them has been replaced by a Synth that was intercepted and memory wiped, not 100% successful, by the Railroad. Then captured by the bad guys... cause the RR is not very good at getting them out of the Commonwealth. These Synths may or may not be easy to spot, but will drop a Synth component on death. You might find an long distance Synth observer, the eyes give it away, or a moral Synth like Lucia, always grinning. You might even find a male Synth or two. Requirements: Commonwealth Captives and its requirements. Credits: @EgoBallistic for his awesome mods and his patients with my shenanigans. Change Log: Submitter izzyknows Submitted 09/07/2021 Category Sexual Content Requires Commonwealth Captives

Milking Human Kindness View File Welcome to your new home, breeder! Alternate start scenario and unique location with lightweight quests, lore-friendly stories and so many super mutants... Hello beta testers. This is a prerelease of the first phase of what's planned to become a much larger mod. I have playtested it extensively and fixed all the bugs I encountered, but I'm certain there are plenty more for you to find. Please let me know in the support topic if you run into problems with the setting or new gameplay features. I can also try to answer specific questions there, within reason, but first make sure you've read everything on the file page and initial few support posts where frequently asked questions and known bugs will be tracked. No offense, but for now I'm not interested in your ideas on what else I could add, I already have a planned feature list longer than a behemoth's belly bat. What I need help with is improving what's already implemented, so if you're interested in doing that your assistance is most welcome. Please be aware that this mod includes references to non-consensual sex, human bondage, extreme violence, snuff, bestiality, drug and alcohol use, forced breeding, breastmilk, fat fetishism, degrading speech, pee play, and all sorts of similarly perverted fare. Engaging in any such activities is entirely optional, but if you're easily offended by these ideas then this mod is not for you. This mod will theoretically work with a male protagonist and even alternate race mods, but it's designed around playing as a human female (sorry guys!). So what the hell is in this? Without giving too much away, the mod consists of a central area where super mutants are fertilizing human women the old fashioned way, and using them to incubate new super mutants. You'll also find that the Commonwealth strain super mutants have learned to harness F.E.V. based fertility hormones which improve their chances of reproducing, and they may occasionally inject you with some during sex (as well as confiscating any birth control you're carrying, you won't be needing that any more). While under the lasting effects of the drug, you and any followers will be able to move freely among super mutant camps as long as you remain naked and don't equip any weapons (the included HUD indicator can help to warn you whenever you forget you're armed or clothed). Anything to know about installing? Not much... it's a FOMOD package, so use a modern mod manager that can support those. You do need all the DLCs since it takes assets from most of them for added flavor, and F4SE because the game's scripting engine is somewhat limited without it. Other mods are optional. Dialogue in this mod is currently unvoiced; silent voice files are included to handle lip movement and make it skippable, but it's strongly recommended you turn on both dialogue and general subtitles from the in-game display settings. There is no actual pregnancy mechanic included, but the scenario is meant for use with Family Planning Enhanced with its separate FPESuperMutantAddon.7z or Family Planning Enhanced Redux with Wasteland Dairy's Offspring plugin, and has some soft script integrations with either of those if present. AAF is, of course, strongly recommended (and no, I won't even attempt to explain how to install AAF) but is not strictly required to use the mod, you just won't be having any sexy-time animations without it. With AAF you'll want either Creature Resources or Ultimate AAF Patch so that greenies have appropriate sex organs and a dismemberable skeleton. Installing Mod Configuration Menu will make it possible to toggle some of the mod's features off and on, adjust settings or access debugging functions. HUDFramework is used by the optional on-screen indicator for armed and clothed states. There's also soft integration with or support for additional mods which may enhance your experience: Unhealthy Craving, Skimpy Armor Keywords Resource, LooksMenu, Better Living Through Cumistry, Provocative Perks, TSEX, Sex Attributes, Sexual Harassment, Animated Tentacles, Commonwealth Captives, Kziitd Fetish Toolset, Real Handcuffs, Devious Devices, DD Armorbench Unlocker, Bound in Public, Advanced Needs 76, Light 'Em Up, Myopia Simulator, Get Dirty, More Ways of Washing, BYOP, CWSS, Immersive Animation Framework, Immersive Nail Polish. Many of these integrations rely on RobCo Patcher configuration, so will activate transparently if it's installed. Additional mods you might want to consider using with this: Chem Visuals, Alias Settlers, Alias Mutants, Behemoth Weapon Variety, Super Mutant Behemoth 4k, LC's UHD Super Mutant Hound 4k, Suicider Replacement, Super Mutant Workshop, Autonomy Enhanced Redux, and Splashzone's NSFW Texture Mashup. Conflicts with other mods? The perks in this mod were inspired by, and are therefore mostly redundant with, Beneficial Nudity Redone (thehurtbear) and Passive Radiation loss while Nude (Modfreak). If you plan to acquire the perk books from the Colostrum Cave Adventure quest, you should probably uninstall those mods. There are also some vanilla Fallout 4 locations where this mod adds items or characters and, while it's kept to a necessary minimum, anything altering these locations could lead to accessibility issues: Vault111Ext, WestEverettEstates01, WestEverettEstatesExt02. In particular, load plugins which include "previs" for those locations like PRP or UWBF after MilkingHumanKindness.esp if you use them, or else you'll get missing landscape in affected cells (PRP) and the bathroom in the Backyard Bunker won't be full-featured (UWBF). For custom random events, a new stacked event branch is inserted in the story manager. This necessitated setting the child field of the vanilla game's REBranchNormalTriggers from REBranchSpecialTriggers to the new MHK_Encounters (which in turn has REBranchSpecialTriggers as its child). Any mods which add or alter random encounters will conflict if they similarly adjust the relationship between those two REBranch nodes, in which case a patch plugin may be required. Armorsmith Extended and Equipment Crafting Overhaul remove underarmor coverage from many vanilla outfits, which causes this mod's internal nudity tracking implementation to think you're unclothed when wearing them, but optional SAKR based nudity tracking is strongly recommended (used automatically if SAKR is installed) and won't be affected by underarmor slot patching by mods like AE and ECO. Early game quest mods like Commonwealth Slavers, Deviously Cursed Wasteland or DLYH Light Alternate Start can be problematic if you start the captive scenario for this mod without first completing any similar sorts of slavery and bondage quests that are already in progress, since you might otherwise end up stuck without the resources or freedom you need to survive. You can use them together, just be careful to plan out what order you'll play them in and don't start the scenarios for more than one at a time. Mods which perform extensive setup routines when first installed can cause severe script lag, resulting in noticeable delays for actions in this mod. For best results when beginning a new playthrough, wait for any startup notifications to scroll off the screen, and maybe even explore the area around the vault for a minute or two before you interact with the safe. You might consider using Baka MaxPapyrusOps to reduce script contention and startup times, but if you're still experiencing issues with script-driven features then test with SKK Script Lag latency detector to help pinpoint the cause. How do I start? Find an innocuous looking safe just outside Vault 111, and you should be able to figure out the rest for yourself. This is intended for entry-level characters fresh out of the vault so is best used in a new playthrough, ideally loading an unmodded save like Ms. Vault 111 (you'll be given options to reset your name, special stats and appearance anyway). It should also work with more seasoned characters, but probably won't be nearly as much fun. If you're carrying a lot of things in your inventory, or in companion/follower inventories, you should store it all somewhere like a settlement first; the scripted inventory transfer could take a long time to complete and make it seem like your game has frozen. Of course, keep a save from before you installed this, and don't uninstall it mid-play either since it does have scripts. Removing it probably won't break anything as long as you use the shutdown opion in its debugging page in MCM, but I'm not responsible when your game catches on fire. If you get stuck, check out the FAPs (Fucking Amazing Pointers) post for some possibly fun-spoiling details. Quests Credits and Permissions All assets in Milking Human Kindness are reused from Fallout 4 or are the creation of the author, and are supplied free of charge to anyone who wishes to play. An exception is the perk images, which are modified mash-ups of artwork by Shadman, distributed under open permissions. You're welcome to reuse any of the assets or scripts in your own creations, but don't repost this mod itself anywhere, and please let others know if you use any of its contents in creating any of your own published mods. Thanks! I could never hope to assemble a complete list of all the people whose work has inspired me either in concept or through example, nor those who have provided invaluable assistance on this journey. Nevertheless, I wholeheartedly thank the LoversLab community, all the modders who answered my endless stream of questions, and the countless mod authors whose creations titillated while showing me what's possible. Your generosity (and perversity) knows no bounds. If in doubt, fuck it; if not in doubt, get in doubt! Submitter vaultbait Submitted 05/26/2023 Category Quest Requires Fallout 4 Script Extender (F4SE)

View File Bannerlord Mod: Captivity Events Captivity Events Description Captivity adds custom events to captivity system (captor, captive), prostitution menu, and the loss of armor and weapons for the player, various parameters to loss of renown to relationships as well as quests to retrieve missing equipment. A key feature of this mod is the ability to customize your own events with images and your own event chains and dialogue. Help Required Need more artists to create some non-adult backgrounds. Need more writers for more events to cater to more tastes. Translators. Reminders Delete the old mod completely before installing new one. VERY IMPORTANT! If you are installing manually please read the README as well. This mod affects save-data make sure to make backups of your saves. This mod requires MCMv5. LL Version Additional Content Contains some modified event text that doesn't follow nexus guidelines. Contains the Gif Sub Module. Links Nexus Link: https://www.nexusmods.com/mountandblade2bannerlord/mods/1226/?tab=description "Remember LL will always be updated first." Discord Link: https://discord.gg/nQRBmg7 1110 is out! Custom Module Loader Supported Event Writers, please refer to zCEDefaults inside of fomod, move it to Mount & Blade II Bannerlord\Modules Road Map (Coming Soon) New Events - More general events. (LOOKING FOR WRITERS) Randomized Captors - Captors will be selected at random from the party, not just party leader as it is currently. Delayed Events - Support for events that should happen sometime after another event. Tutorial Write-Up - Tutorial in how to use this framework is currently in the works. Leveling and Expansion for Brothel - Leveling, bonus rooms and slavery dialogue. Already Supported Scenes for Events - Teleports you into a conversation scene from an event. New Flavor Packs for Events - Standardized art in the making. Randomized/Conditional Images - Randomize background images based on conditions or weight. Custom Events and Loader - Make your own events and load them to work with this mod. Battle Scenes - Start new battles (ambushes, plain battles) and spawn hostile parties from the events. Moving Images and Custom Images - Insert your own images or make animated images using the animation XML. Various Custom Conditionals - Various Custom Conditional (Location Flags, Raiding Flags, Day/Night Etc) included in the XSD file for you to work with your events. Custom Quests and Strip Consequence - Lose your gear on loss and go on a quest of chance to reclaim it after escaping. Random Events - Random Events that don't require captives. Captor Events - Events where you are the captor. Brothel - Own your brothel where you can enjoy yourself, work as a prostitute or become an owner and put your captives to work. Leveling for Brothel - Leveling up the brothel for more profit. Custom Skills - Custom Skills/Flags Supported. Create New Characters - New custom generated companions/captive heroes via events. Progress Events - Support for events that require a party to stay in place for a duration. Companions/Spouses - Companion/Spouse will be included within the events. Teleport Support - Teleport the party or prisoner across the map to various destinations through the events. Animated Scenes - Animations play when in Brothel/Calling an event with SceneToPlay. (Hot Butter) Mod Integration - Integrations (Slave Gear). Custom Scenes for Events - Teleports you into a custom attached scene from captivity events. Special Thanks to Sin Lord Creations - For creating the images used in default events. Click Here To Support. ChancellorKremlin - For assisting with writing and the creation of several events in the Mod. Skipwestcott - For assisting with the Mod. @SkipWestcott YoungSailorGlitter - For assisting with implementation of Custom Events into the Mod. @YoungSailorGlitter SadSun - For writing some of the default events. @SadSun TB - For assisting with writing and image finding. @transfer ErraynHV - For the Great Integration of Hot Butter. Stronggater - For assisting with writing dialogues. @stronggater Ruihan - For assisting with bug fixes. LogRaam - For the special CEEvents Story Compiler and assisting with the Mod. Common Issues If you are experiencing crashes on startup please remember to unblock all dlls in \zCaptivityEvents\bin\Win64_Shipping_Client\. If less than 100 events are loading. Make sure your folder looks like this. Please Enjoy! Submitter BadListener Submitted 04/27/2020 Category Misc Adult Mods Requires Bannerlord, MCMv5  

Captive Makeup View File Captive Makeup Submitter Sucuber Submitted 04/04/2024 Category Accessories & Makeup Requires  

My sadistic side asking, is there a mod where I can capture Raiders or whoever and torture them? I don't mean rape them, because I have mods for that. I mean, whip, electrocute, beat, etc. (This is for a video game, people. Calm down). I know a mod must exist, but I can't find one.

私が考えている非常に簡単なMODの作成について話しています。 ご存知のように連邦は危険な地域であり、比較的治安の良いベガス国立公園やザイオン国立公園と同じくらい死が身近にあります。 さらに、プレストンたちのように難民となっている人々もおり、フェンウェイ・パークの町の近くでは毎日銃撃戦があり、BOSのヘリコプターがあちこちで墜落している。 しかし、我々が遭遇する死体はたいていプレイヤーによって作られたものであり、この荒野は平和すぎる。 FALLOUT3のMOD「RK-Skelette - Skeletons and Corpses」がFALLOUT4に登場するのをずっと待っていましたが、自分が本当にやりたいことを実現しようと思いました。 それから私は大きな問題に直面しました。ゲーム内に死体やNPCを配置する方法がわかりません。 誰かこの問題の解決策、つまり取扱説明書などを持っていますか？ 個人的には『Captives of the Commonwealth』と合わせて使う感じを考えています。 制作スケジュールは以下の通りです 「レイダー拠点に死体とNPCを追加」 ガンナーの拠点に死体を追加します。 放棄された建物や荒地に死体を追加（レイプや殺人の被害者、過剰摂取で死亡した人々、自殺など） 「コンコードとレキシントンのプレストンのグループの ミュータント拠点に追加の死体（加工済みの食用肉） 研究所を拉致被害者（「置き換えられた死亡メンバーを追加」 ミュータント拠点に追加の死体（加工済みの食用肉） 研究所拉致被害者（「置き換えられた」人々）。 野生動物の餌。 LLさんにお願いしたのは上記の理由からです。

It had been weeks since poor Cecilia traveled out into the Mojave Desert in search of little adventure, little did she know her womb and fertility had too much value to go unnoticed. Raiders swiftly went in for the lone traveler and took all her supplies, as well as any clothes, and in exchange the boatflies got the most precious thing of all, her womb. The mutant insects swiftly took her away to their cavern and tied her down and immediately bombarded her with ejaculations. The raiders and boatflies had struck a deal in which they’d work together and the raiders would get any and all supplies, and the boatflies would get food, or if a fertile female, incubators for their larvae. They we always happy to get hold of a healthy fertile human female, for they could carry many more of their kind and they could pump out colonies worth during their ideal breeding years. After a few weeks her belly began to grow, bigger and bigger, her stomach rippled intensely as there were dozens of larvae gestating in her stomach. She had never been pregnant or given birth before in her life, and now that was all changing. If she was going to be used for breeding purposes she'd have much rather been used for in the Legion, or ideally she would have wanted to make babies for her boyfriend. But all that was too late now. Each day she was used by these boatflies, and she’d frequently squeeze one squirming maggot out after another, as if she were an assembly line.

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

When I came to my senses, I was undressed and tied up in a cage that was used for storage. A raider was posted, waiting for me to wake up. I felt an old sensation around my neck... "The bitch is awake. You don't know what you've gotten yourself into, don't you? When the boss is back, expect to have a better collar than the one you're wearing. In the meantime, we'll move you somewhere else. Be good or we'll beat the shit out of you." They hung me up in one of the big rooms in the factory. The raiders were laughing at me, they were happy to have caught the bitch who had crossed their territory and was about to pay the ultimate price. Some of them were talking banging me until I died. Others wanted me to become a slave. The final decision was up to the guy I had come to execute. I was in a bad spot, but that wasn't going to stop me. "The boss is back, take her to him. And bind her wrists, in case she stries anyting." I was escorted by a raider into the factory. I knew the place, much less populated and less defended than I remembered. The rope that bound my hands didn't look very strong. I had to wait for the perfect opportunity. I walked into the main room, the one in which I had fought in a cage. My impressions were comfirmed, there were only a handful of raiders left. A dozen or so compared to the hundred or so that had flourished in the place a few months ago. I was getting close to my target, I had to think of an exit. "Well, what do we have here? A little pest who tought she could take care of us ? You vaguely remind me of one of our slaves who died a few months ago. Don't worry, you'll be joining our ranked very soon. But first, I need to set you up with a new shock collar so you'll behave properly." I was running out of time. The thought of ending up with the same old collar... No, not this time for sure. "Those handcrafted collars... Good thing we can disable them from this terminal..." I had heard him whisper these words. He was too confident. No guard was watching me and I was in his blind spot. I put all the energy into getting out of these bonds. The gun he had placed near his desk would soon come in handy. When I broke free, I retrieved the loaded gun from the desk. The old master didn't hear me move, being barefoot had its advantages. All those days of suffering, being beaten and humiliated went through my mind in an instant. One thing kept me alive, freedom. The desire for revenge came later. "Vaultmeat sends her regard you scumbag." I pulled the trigger. All those memories went away with the smoke from the gun. But I wasn't done yet. The whole factory had heard the shot and the raiders were alerted. I quicky disarmed the explosive on my collar from the terminal. Now I could fight and none of them were going to make it out alive. With the great hall cleared, I rushed up the stairs, eliminating every raider in my path. I had that adrenaline rush that burned through my body. I felt invincible, nothing was going to stop me. It was an even better feeling than the one that got me hooked on the Jet. I reached the main lobby. All these bodies behind me... Killed by a topless barefoot former slave who was mildly pissed off. They had chosen their path and they crossed mine. The main door was closed, I had to find another way out. The remaining raiders in the factory were not happy to hear this news. It had to happen. It was my last magazine and there were still other guys left in the factory. I was going to have to use my feet and my fists to find a new weapon... I managed to pick up some kind of machete on the way out. One of the remaining raiders tried to slash me with her switchblade. Sorry dear, but my blade was bigger than yours. I spared no one. Even that raider who was sleeping the factory's rest area. He tried to get up and draw his gun, but failed. With the factory cleared, I headed for a ladder that led outside. I knew there would still be a few raiders, if they hadn't fled. Outside, a new day was breaking over Lexington. The cool breeze on my skin was a small pleasure, the heat of the factory became unbearable and this while I wearing only jeans. The guard who was watching the trap door had no chance against me, he hadn't noticed me. I picked up an assault rifle and continued my quest for revenge. The last survivors were trying to stop me, they should have run away. This guy tried to throw a molotov cocktail at me. He didn't think it would backfire. Fortunately for me, I didn't want to end up burned alive. I finished off the last living raider by bashing his skull with my rifle. That was the last section of the factory. Peace and quiet returned to normal. Everything was over. From there, I could admire the ruins of Boston. The landscape was magnificent. Two centuries later after the Bombs, the city was still standing. So many things to discover, so many places to explore. I was hoping not to end up in the same mess that introduced me to this Commonwealth. From slave to survivor, I managed to make a name for myself in this world. I had come to take revenge for the atrocious life I had lived alongside them. Despite my capture in the factory, I persevered and succeeded. Maybe I was lucky, maybe my strenght of character made the difference, whatever. I was dirty, the adrenaline of my body left me. My feet were sore... But I still had one more thing to do. I used the nearby toolbox to remove this collar from around my neck. No more slavery life, the closure was real. I had one more stop to make. One person from the gang was missing and I knew exactly where he was staying. The old shack was empty. No more slaves, no more pimps, no more customers. Apparently a fight had taken judged by the laser weapon marks on the walls. It looked like karma had struck the former master of the place. I decided to burn it down. No one was going to miss it. Maybe it was time to get out of here and find some decent clothes... BONUS SHOT END OF ACT 1

I lost track of time. Weeks? Months? I had become a junkie willing to do anything to get her fix, the collar around my neck no longer weighed so much. The raiders shaved my head and added some tattoos to my body. To them, I was their pet. Who had I become? A shadow of who I was. On a nasty rainy day, I got a special assignment. To serve the people of Diamond City. It was the first time I'd been this far from the old shack. The man who had kidnapped me was in charge of escorting me and making sure I did the job right. "Listen Vaultslave, when we get to town, I'll explain what you need to do. If you do it right, you'll have a chance to come back. Trust me, it's what's best for you." Without realizing it, the rain washed over me slightly. I was busy thinking about my next dose of Jet, if this was the opportunity to get even more... Diamond City... A pre-war stadium that served as the main city in the Commonwealth lands. I remembered seeing a baseball game in those days... Old memories from the past always hurt a little. Once inside, the man led me to a quiet area. "You don't look like the same girl you did a few months ago. I still see that flame in your eyes. The one of wanting to escape and take off that collar. If you succeed in these few jobs, I will set you free. You have my word." I was led to the office of the head of security. This man had to get me a permit to be able to move and work on the street without problems. I bowed to him. "So you are the new girl. Broken for some time right? I'll take care of your permit. The rules are simple: do your job. Earn your caps. Give me a slice. You try anything, you end up in the hole. And trust me, you don't want to go there." "Well get up and show me the goods." I stood up and obeyed. "Mmh... Still a decent body. However, you can throw away those clothes. And a little grooming wouldn't hurt either. Wait in the jail cell until I do the paperwork." In the cell, I tried to think about what I had been told. He didn't seem to be lying about my desire to be free. If I had the chance, I had to take it. I would do anything to get rid of this drug craving. I waited a long time. I was afraid to end up here alone against the city guards. They were better equipped and tougher than the raiders I served. Doing this job right would earn me my freedom, no way I could fail. I washed up and put on some new skimpy clothes. I was even allowed to wear shoes, the first time since my captivity. I got used to living barefoot and even totally naked. I was not ashamed of my body but rather of how it was treated. The pain became secondary. "Hi honey, are you looking for a good time? I could take you on an all-night trip!" "Hey gentleman, want me to keep you company for tonight? I can do anything you wish." It was a long and rather well paid shift. The city's head of security got his cut and everything else to the man who was going to set me free one day. A few days later, I was taken for a ride with the master of the Corvega factory and some of his men. He tore off my clothes and forced me to act like a dog. "Good pet, look how strong we are in this world. Guys, loot them all and let's go home." The men took me to an abandoned store in Lexington. They tied me up with ropes and let their robot watch me. I was not secure. I still needed patience before I could run away. A few weeks later, everything almost came to an end. The Jet, the abuse, my body couldn't take it anymore. I could see the influence of the raiders diminishing. Not as strong and united as before. They were using more drugs and taking out their frustration on the slaves. In a way, it weaned me off. I didn't think about the Jet anymore and it was going to free me from this life. I returned to Diamond City where I worked. Too many clients, not enough time to recover. I passed out and was taken to a clinic. The two women who ran it were not supposed to take care of the slaves but for a favor... They were willing to treat me in exchange for studying my body. What was left of it. "A strange specimen. After all your body has been through, it's a miracle its still functional. I notice some abitlites that don't exist in the Wastelands, as if you came from before the war. Anyway, that's not possible, you're far too well preserved for a 200 years old woman!" If only she knew... I was blindfolded, I wasn't supposed to see how my miracle cure was created. That was the day. The nameless man came to pick me up, accompanied by his robot eyebot. "Listen carefully. We're going north. You have one last job to do before you can be free again. Let's go and stay close to me, the collar still works." "Do you remember this place? This is where we picked you up. In this trailer, there is a farmer's daughter. Her family was killed in a raid and she is the only survivor. Your job is simple. Kill her. I'll say you burned to death in an explosion or something like that. No one will know and you can start over somewhere else. Leave this place, you've seen what it's like." "Do I really have to kill this girl? I've never done this in my life, I don't know if I can do it..." "You have no other choice. It's either that or stay a slave until you die. Behind you are the clothes I gave you the first time we met. I'll give you half an hour." I went into the trailer. There was a girl tied up, scared. She looked lost, probably because of what had just happened in her life. When she raised her head, she spoke to me: "Please ma'am help me! I have nothing left, I want to get away from here, please set me free." I looked at her, still undecided what to do with her. And then I thought about everything I've been through these past few months. All the horrible things that have happened to me. The reason I was still alive was because I vowed to everything I could do to survive. "I'm so sorry. You don't want to live the life I have lived. You don't deserve this. I don't want to do it either but I don't have a choice..." I punched her in the face and used the switchblade stuck in the computer to kill her quickly. "It's done. Now set me free." "Finally you have what it takes to live in this world. It looks like your tamed life is coming to an end. I'm leaving the area, you should do the same, give yourself time to forget and heal, even if it won't be easy. The robot will take care of your tattoos and the collar. Your belongings from your capture are in the small shed. Farewell, vault dweller." And so ended my travels as a slave in the Commonwealth. I was exhausted and for the first time, I was happy about it. I could get out of here, make my own life. And when the time was right, I would take my revenge of all those raiders who dared to lay their hands on me.

I was led into a cage and the fight began. I still felt dizzy from the drug dose. My opponent was a slave from another gang, determined to win. So was I. She attacked me first, with a right punch. With Jet in my veins, I was it in slow motion, unable to raise my arms to counter it. She took the lead. The slave tried to choke me with a grip on my head. It was time for me to counterattack. I tried to break the hold. In vain and I found myself on the ground. My opponent was desperate to win: "Submit bitch, I just want to be released." Suddenly, a rush of adrenaline came to me, I had to use it. I managed to get up and push the other slave away. I was her exhausted from her effort, it was my moment to strike. I hit her for the first time, it was enough to throw her off balance, I didn't need much more to put her down. I could see her staggering. It was time to end it. I put all the strenght I had into this punch to finish her off. I did it! After my victory, I received an electric shock from the collar. However, Jet fumes were coming out of it. The boss of the factory congratulated me with this gift before telling me that another slave was going to fight against me. No hanging around this time. The Jet boosted my adrenaline and my will to win. The next fighter was stronger. She had already won several times and had much more experience than me. I had to be more cunning to defeat her. My feint of injury worked, I was able to dodge her first blow. It was up to me to return the favor. We hit each other. I didn't expect her to be so quick to counterattack me. I had to be careful, she was not a champion by chance. She managed to get the upper hand on me. Her size allowed her to keep me away and hit me in the back. The opponent even had the audacity to provoke me : "You defend yourself well for an ant. Don't worry, I'll crush you quickly." I was able to push her away. With the adrenaline flowing through me, I tried to rush my opponent. It was the perfect moment, it was my 15 minutes of fame. I fell into her trap. She used my speed to lift me up. She didn't have to do much, gravity would take care of me. The slave used her strenght during my fall to finish the fight. I was angry at myself for rushing to her... I fell on the hard floor of the factory. I was in pain. Thanks to the Jet, I was still conscious. The fighter thought she had won, it wasn't over yet. "I'm not finished yet! Bring it on bitch!" I still had something left in me. I was going to beat her, I didn't know how but I was going to. I gave everything I had left. Quick punches with my hands then kicks with my feet and a final punch to her head. She took every blow until she fell. I fought like never before. I didn't know I had it in me. Maybe I could survive in this new world after all. Maybe I could take this fucking collar off one day. To celebrate my victory, I received another electric shock filled with Jet. Oh my god it felt so good! All my pain was instantly healed and I was cheered by the crowd. For the first time I didn't feel like a slave to these raiders anymore. I felt like one of them. I was escorted back to the old shack. Master gave me a few days off for my performance in the cage. I was rewarded with some Jet. The addiction was getting real, it was all I could think about when I was down. But it kept me going.

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."

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."

Hello, I've looked around but have not found a sexlab mod that matches my current interest. WARNING - Rape/Raped fetish. Leave now if you don't like this. What I am looking for right now is a stand-alone or add-on to Defeat where it adds random encounters of a small list of specific things; One or more women (1-3) robbed and naked in one of Defeat's Trauma poses (or where ever Defeat gets those poses) and caked in cum overlay. Talking to them they tell you they were attacked and raped by bandits and ask if you'll help them. Simple revive, escort, or RP dialog options. Also options to take advantage of them or persuade them to 'reward' you for helping them. One or more women (1-3) actively being raped by bandits. Infinitely plays Aggressive animations where the player can watch or rescue the poor girls. Similar or same dialog options as before. A group of bandits walking to a random location escorting one or more (1-3) female prisoners they have captured and/or violated where the player can rescue the poor girls. All this for 'immersion' purposes of course. Been trying to actively replace my Sex Slaves for Bandit Camps mod for weeks as it doesn't exactly work well... or do anything at all, and I thought this idea would be really neat. Immersive Wenches as been working well for me, but just not enough volume of girls needing rescue. Captives just straight up doesn't work for my SE. Kidnapped is just plain glitchy and weird for my SE. If a mod of this description exists, please let me know. If you know of similar mods, let me know as well. Please and thank you.