Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/11472609. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: F/M Fandom: Fallout_4, Fallout_(Video_Games) Character: Piper_Wright, Nat_Wright, Cait_(Fallout) Additional Tags: Gangbang, Humiliation, Triple_Penetration, Bukkake, Anal_Sex, Oral_Sex, Forced_Pregnancy, Threats_of_Rape/Non-Con, Loss_of_Virginity, Mind_Break Stats: Published: 2017-07-11 Updated: 2017-07-30 Chapters: 2/3 Words: 14952 ****** Fallout 4 - Piper's Punishment ****** by Pomyum Summary After exposing a local crime boss, a group of mobsters decide to teach Piper and her little sister a lesson. A commission from Jamal542. ***** Punishment ***** Sometimes the hardest part of telling a story was starting it. Piper sat looking at the paper in front of her, tapping her pen against the desk, making random noises with her mouth to entertain herself. She moaned and let her body droop in the chair, her tongue hanging out. "Bleeeh," she said, staring at the ceiling. Nothing was summoning the words to her head. She got writer's block every now and then, usually when she didn't have anything really important to write about. She'd spent the last month breaking the story of a protection racket in and around Diamond City, but now that the story had finally been published, she found herself without anything interesting to report on. The door opened and closed, Piper's head swiveling to see her little sister Nat walking over. "That bored?" Nat commented. "I hate writing fluff pieces," said Piper. "We need something to fill the paper with, though. How'd we do today?" Nat shrugged. "A few papers here and there. Not very many." Piper rubbed her eyes and groaned. "Need another decent story. I'll get out soon and start snooping about. I'm sure someone around here's acting like a sleazebag. It's Diamond City. Don't have to look far." Nat nervously shuffled back and forth as Piper talked, a fact that the big sister did not miss. "It's getting dark," said Nat. "Alright if I get going?" "You close up outside?" Nat nodded. "Sure. You have a good sleepover, kiddo." Nat grabbed her things and left, locking the door behind her. Piper stretched and went back to work. A half hour later, she gave up. She'd crumpled up every single draft she'd written. She was exhausted and uninspired, unable to find the words to make her story come to life. She needed a break, and some fresh air. Hopefully the cool of the night would help her think. She grabbed her jacket and hat, slipping her pistol into her shoulder holster. She grabbed her keys, ready to head out. As she headed for the door, she jumped as it violently swung open, a man standing the doorway with a shotgun, aimed right at her chest. Piper went for her pistol, only to have the man lift his shotgun up in warning. "Draw the piece and I'll blow your head off, bitch!" Piper froze. She didn't recognize the man, but the look on his face told her he was serious. She raised both her hands into the air, trying to disarm the man. "Alright, alright," she said. "My hands are in the air, see?" The man moved into her house, more following close behind, seven in all. The first man reached into her jacket and pulled her pistol out of her holster, placing it into his pants behind his back. The last man in turned around and closed the door, locking it. Piper didn't know nearly any of the men, with one exception: Aldous Hedman, the very man whose protection racket she'd just put a dent in with her latest story. The man was big, both in height and width. He had little hair on his head, and lots of it on his visible chest, but despite his stomach size he was quite muscular, and not an ugly man. Too bad he was a scumbag. "Aldous," she said, smiling at him, "if you wanted to give me an interview, you could have just knocked." Aldous laughed. "You're funny, Piper," he said. "You're a funny gal. I'm a big fan of your newspaper. I love your stories, especially the stuff about cats, and robots and the like. You know, your silly nonsense." "I'll bet, Aldous. Have you read my latest story? I'll bet you'll get a kick out of it." The man's smile faded. "Yeah. Yeah, I read it. Aldous Huckster. Good title. Good alliteration. Course, I doubt most of your readers got the reference. You always were too smart for your own good, babe." She shrugged. "What can I say? A writer has to have fun with her writing." "True of any profession, actually. And me?" He began to chuckle. "I very much enjoy my profession. For instance, I enjoy putting mouthy reporters in their place." The man's head turned back and forth. "Where's your little sister, eh?" Piper had been threatened more times than she could count. She no longer cared when someone did so. It just meant she was doing her job right. Nat, on the other hand, she couldn't, and wouldn't, tolerate threats towards. Her heart skipped a beat when Aldous asked after her. She kept her cool, though, and shook her head. "Not here. She's out looking for Deathclaw eggs for breakfast." He smiled. "Funny gal." He turned to his men. "Search the place." Two men went off, looking in the house's nooks and crannies, turning the place over looking for Nat. Piper looked Aldous directly in his eyes. "I live right by the entrance to Diamond City, Aldous. Guards come by here all the time. Try anything and they'll hear." Aldous began to laugh heartily, worrying Piper. She'd spent some time learning all about the man, and he wasn't one to bluff. "Sweetheart, the guards of Diamond City don't give two tugs of their cocks about you, unless it would be getting a piece of that admittedly sweet ass. Combine that with the fact that Mayor McDonaugh and I are old friends, well...," He held his hands up as he smirked at her. "You do the math, babe." "She's not here, boss," one the men said as he came back downstairs. Aldous indicated the door with his head. "Go tell Jax and the others to go find her and bring her back here." The man nodded, heading to the door to carry out his boss' command. The opened it up, speaking to someone just outside. Piper was tempted to yell for help, but knew that it wouldn't do any good. She'd have to endure what Aldous had in store for her, hope to survive. It wasn't the worst situation she'd found herself in. "Well, while we're waiting, Piper," said Aldous, signaling his men. "I think we can begin the lesson I had in mind for you today. Gents, let's get Piper into something more comfortable." Before she could move, Piper felt her jacket being ripped from her body. Her eyes went wide and she tried to call out, hoping someone would hear her. There had to be one or two good cops in the city. She whipped her fists about, trying to fight them off. She was no slouch in bare knuckle brawling, and she landed a few decent blows before someone behind her grabbed her wrists. She tried to bite his fingers, but instead found her arms being pulled down and behind her body. In short order, almost every single item on her body was ripped away. Piper soon found herself in just her bra and panties, with her socks and boots still on her feet. Her breath was coming quick as she continued to struggle, her eyes wide in fear. She'd been accosted before, and certainly the possibility of rape had always existed in her mind, but experiencing it was a very different experience. Panic filled her, and she screamed for help at the top of her lungs. "Keep screamin', bitch," Aldous said. "Ain't nobody gonna help you." "Fine, I will," she said. "Help!" Aldous recoiled. "I changed my mind. She's hurting my ears. Shut her up." Piper was swiftly silenced as a pistol appeared next to her head, pushing into her temple. "Better. Silent, like a woman should be. Now, here's how this is gonna go. You're gonna agree to print a retraction, saying you were wrong, and I'm actually an upstanding citizen. And from now on, I'll send you a story to print periodically, and you'll run it. Understand?" Piper was terrified. She knew damn well what was going to happen if she refused. Rape, possibly murder. She didn't have a choice. She nodded. She could always go back on her word. She knew a few people who could hopefully deal with Aldous in the meantime. "Yeah, yeah, I understand. I'll do it. Please, just don't hurt me." "You see boys? Put a woman in her place, and she'll agree to whatever you tell her to do. Course, we need to make sure you understand the gravity of your situation. I was gonna use your little bitch of a sister as an example, but since she ain't here... you'll do." Aldous nodded to one of his men, and Piper's bra and panties were cut off with a knife, her boots removed and tossed aside. Her socks remained her only clothing. "No, please!" she begged. "Please, I'll do as you say! I promise!" "Yeah, yeah, promises are great, but teaching you a proper lesson will make you keep them." He motioned down, and Piper was forced to her knees, her wrists bound behind her with handcuffs. Two of the henchmen disrobed in front of her, leaving themselves completely naked. Two extremely thick cocks stood at attention in front of her. "Piper, these men are called Big Jim, and Thick Mark." Aldous chuckled. "I think you can see why. Ladies love 'em, and bitches like you get punished by 'em. Mark?" The first man stepped forward, his immense meat slowly approaching her mouth. She shook her head from side to side, tears running down her cheeks. "No, no, please no!" she protested. Mark took hold of his hair and brought up to her lips. Precum already dripped from the tip, wiping against her closed lips as he pushed himself into her. She wanted to resist, wanted to keep her mouth close, but the gun pressing into her head forced her to reconsider. Her mouth opened, her eyes closing as she felt the man's thick meat slide inside. He wasn't gentle, pulling her hair violently forward, yanking her head into his stomach. His cock slid inside her gullet, smacking the back of her throat painfully again and again. His girth forced her tongue down, Piper trying to move it out of the way but instead only serving to massage the underside of his dick. He went fast, with no regard to his victim's feelings. His free hand smacked her face, the man laughing as he watched her tear-streaked face bash into his pelvis. "Damn, bitch," Mark said. "You're pretty good at this. Shoulda guessed you secretly love sucking cocks." "She's fuckin' hot, ain't she?" Someone from the side said. Piper heard a snap and saw a flash of light. Dread filled her, the reporter realizing that things had gone from bad to much worse. They were taking pictures. "Man, I don't want to wait," said someone from behind. Rustling clothes told Piper another one was undressing, and a moment later she felt someone kneel between her legs. A cock pressed into her labial folds, rubbing back and forth along her treasure. Piper's eyes flew open as she squealed in protest. She'd been entertaining the vain hope that she would only have to suck some men's cocks, and that they wouldn't fuck her. She realized that she'd been foolish to believe that would be the case. She wanted to beg, to say she'd do anything if they didn't fuck her. Of course, she couldn't, not with Mark's thick cock bashing her throat. The cock continued to rub for a moment, the man behind her sighing as he savored the feel of her folds. Eventually, though, he'd had enough foreplay, and pressed his head into Piper's pussy lips as he pushed swiftly inside. As his pelvis slapped her butt, she squealed, more tears falling from her green eyes. His cock wasn't as large as the other man, but having it sliding in her cunt, dry as a desert, wasn't a pleasant experience nonetheless. His dick bashed painfully into her cervix, and he immediately started to thrust inside. His meat was scarping her dry walls, rubbing her raw. It was a new kind of pain, one Piper had always considered herself lucky to have avoided. She realized now, though, that she'd merely thought herself invincible. Women were raped every day across the Commonwealth, and she was coming to understand that she should have taken more precautions. "Shit, this pussy is tiiiiight. Mmm. Bitch must not get laid much." "Just means she needs some men to take care of her," Mark said, both men laughing. They continued to thrust into her, Mark's thick dick choking Piper, the other man painfully scraping her defenseless vagina. Mark began to breathe faster, his head leaning back. Piper was well aware of what that signaled, and squealed, trying to beg him not to. It made no difference, and he soon grunted, his seed spilling into her esophagus, rope after rope of the thick cum splattering roughly against her throat. Piper began to weep, unable to breath as the goop filled her mouth and the man's cock jammed inside, unmoving save for pulsing when it disgorged its load. Mark sighed in satisfaction and pulled his immense dick from her throat. Piper immediately began hack up what she could of the filthy jizz, desperately sucking in air, trying to catch her breath. She bent over fully, semen falling like a river from her mouth. It splattered onto the floor beneath her face, a small pool forming. She was still being forced forward by the man in her pussy, who continued to ram inside her, his body slapping roughly into her backside. "Please," she begged, "please, no more. I'll do what you ask." "Yes, you will," Aldous said. He'd taken a seat at her desk, and was currently leafing through her notes. "We'll make damn sure of that." A figure stepped in front of her, the huge figure of Big Jim. His enormous cock stared straight at her, jumping slightly as blood pumped through. "Sup, bitch?" Jim said. Piper's gazed into the man's brown eyes, her head shaking in fear as more tears fell. "No, no, please...," she said before she was cut off, the thick dick shoving inside her mouth. Jim was even bigger than Mark had been and no less rough. His cock began to strike the back of her throat as the last man's had, Piper struggling to breath as her mouth was raped. "Fuck, I'm about to cum!" the man behind her said. Piper's eyes widened, her head shaking as much as she could manage with Big Jim's rod shoved down her throat. The man just couldn't cum in her. She could get pregnant, and she'd be damned if she was going to carry some mob goon's baby. She squealed, trying to struggle, all in vain. The man's hands gripped her waist, his body rapidly slapping into her bottom as his groans turned into grunts and she felt him twitching deep within her cunt. She felt warm wetness splashing against her cervix, Piper's pussy being filled by the seed of a man she hadn't even yet seen. The man laughed as he pulled out, Piper's tears the only response she could give to the man who'd raped her. "That feel good, bitch?" he said from behind. "Maybe I got you pregnant, eh? Maybe I'll have a reason to come by and visit more often." Several of the men laughed. "Man, by the time we're done tonight, we'll all have cum in that pussy. She gets pregnant, it's a fucking toss-up as to whose it is." Despair filled Piper. They didn't intend to end this anytime soon. They were going to keep raping her for some time, at least until every man who'd come with Aldous had fucked her cunt. Maybe Aldous too, and those men who went searching for Nat. Suddenly, her heart fell even further. What if they found her? What would they do to her? Would they rape her as well? Piper wanted to run, to kill her assailants, to find Nat and to leave, never to return. What she wanted, though, meant nothing. For the night, she belonged to these men. "My turn in the bitch's cunt," another man said. "Fuck you! I called dibs," said another one. "I've got an idea. Jim, bring her over here." Big Jim pulled out of her mouth, Piper gasping as his dick slid away, cum and saliva dripping down to the floor in thick strands. She resumed her begging, though no one seemed to be listening at all. Someone grabbed her hair, hauling her across the floor. Her bare shins dragged across the boards, rubbing them painfully, combining with the torment of her hair being roughly pulled. She closed her eyes and cried out, no longer even trying to keep her composure. She'd let go entirely, wailing as her attackers violated and tortured her. She was placed over another man, the thug smiling up at Piper as her legs were placed on either side of him. His rigid cock aimed straight at her pussy, ready to sink deep inside her. Piper shook her head, screaming, begging for them to stop. "Please, no more! Please! Don't do this!" "Not a chance, whore!" the man beneath her said as he placed his hands on her hips and lowered her onto his waiting meat. Piper cried out as she felt the man slipping inside her, his cock slowly sinking in until it pressed into her cervix. Before he began to thrust, though, Piper was lowered onto him, her breasts pressing into his chest, her head hanging off the side of his body. "God, your tits feel amazing, whore. Now, let's get started." The man began his rhythm, pumping his hips to push himself inside her. Piper began to scream, but was quickly silenced as Big Jim shoved inside her mouth once again. Piper's eyes opened wide to see Jim holding a gun to her face. "Just so you remember what happens if you bite down, bitch." Jim then grabbed her hair, using it as leverage as he thrust his hips forward, burying his immense cock in her throat. "Someone, help me, please!" she thought, knowing well that no one could hear her, and even if they could, they wouldn't respond. She was alone. Suddenly, she felt pressure on her bottom. Something was pushing into her asshole. "No!" she thought. "Please, no!" A third man intended to fuck her at the same time, using her forbidden temple to satisfy his lust. She shook her head, slightly and futilely, as the man pressed forward, forcing himself inside. He used no lubricant, and did not take his time. A tearing pain filled her entire backside as her tiny anus was spread open by a cock far too large for such an action. She squealed, trying to wiggle the man out of her, but she couldn't manage to dislodge him. Whoever the man was, he seemed tremendously amused by the whole thing, laughing at her attempts and slapping her on the ass. He then grabbed her bound wrists, using them as leverage as he thrust himself inside of her. For the next few minutes, Piper endured hell as two men rubbed her insides raw, the dicks inside her pussy and ass sending horrible pain skittering through her body. Big Jim's thick dick made it so much worse, as she was having trouble finding a rhythm in which to breathe, given the three men shoving her about. She'd begun openly weeping, her eyes red and cheeks stained wet by her tears falling at a prodigious rate. Soon, Big Jim had finally had enough, and he grasped her hair with both hands, pulling her face into his pelvis and burying his dick deep within her throat. His immense cock pulsed as it ejected thick ropes of cum, smashing into her esophagus and dripping down into her stomach. As before, she tried to breathe and swallow what cum she could, but it was horribly difficult given how her body was being bounced around. Jim pulled out, slick strands of cum connecting his cock to her mouth, snapping back against her face as he moved away. As she hacked and coughed, she felt the other two men begin to cum as well. "No, please, stop cumming!" she screamed, but the men only laughed. Her eyes closed and she wept, her cries filling the room. She felt the two cocks in her pulsing as Jim's had, filling her ass and her pussy with yet more of their foul seed. The camera continued to flash, the photographer clearly enjoying capturing the most horrible moments of Piper's life. It amplified the shame of the moment, and Piper's screams merely went louder. "Why?" she asked, looking at Aldous. "Why are you doing this?" "I told you. To make sure you keep your promise. Any time you get it in your head that you want to write something untrue about me, or true about me, you'll remember this night and instead act like a good little slut. Plus, my boys here all lost protection money because of you, so consider this you paying them what you owe." "My turn!" another one of the men exclaimed. Piper was lifted off the man beneath her, and laid down onto another, this time on her back. Another cock placed itself against her anus and thrust inside. She was still fairly gaping from the last man, but it hurt nonetheless. Mark came to stand over her, a huge grin on the man's face as he knelt down and shoved his immense girth into her cunt. With the cum inside her pussy already, Piper finally had some lubrication protection her vaginal walls, but it still extremely unpleasant. In addition, the shame had become nearly unbearable. Dominated, raped, and photographed with the men violating her, Piper's life had suddenly become hell. She'd never felt so horrible in her life. She'd spoken to enough rape victims to know that one never forgot. Even if she got better, the humiliation would never leave. It would always be in her mind. She would always feel dirty, tainted. Her sobs were no longer those of pain. They were of sorrow and loss. Her innocence, that she hadn't even realized she still had, was gone. From now on, every time she looked in the mirror, she'd see the whore these men had defiled. Her screams of shame filled the room, until they were silenced by another cock. The next hour was much the same. The men continued to take turns. Always at least two. One man in her cunt, one in her ass, and usually a third in her mouth. Everyone wanted a turn in her cunt, a chance to get her pregnant. They laughed, placing bets on who would be the father and have a reason to come back and fuck his baby-mama. Soon she was barely feeling the men anymore. Her pussy and ass were so thoroughly soaked that they easily slipped in and out of her with ease. She hacked up what semen she could every time they came in her mouth, coughing and fighting for breath. Every time a man came in her nethers, cum poured form her stuffed holes. The floor had already become slick and sticky, mens semen dropping all about. At one point, though, Piper was given a few seconds of rest, a momentary reprieve from the horrors the mobsters were inflicting upon her. She looked up at the men laughing and joking, enjoying their latest conquest, deciding who'd have her next. Every single man had come in her several times, all of them in her pussy at least once. She felt vulgar staring at them, knowing one of them could have given her a child. A child she knew she'd never let grow in her belly, but the thought of the impregnation was horrifying nonetheless. As she watched them, she noticed Aldous continuing to flip through her papers at the desk. She man remained fully clothed, having not once touched Piper. Maybe the man thought himself above the whole thing. Maybe he didn't like touching whores already defiled by his men. Maybe he just didn't like sloppy seconds. The door burst open, two men entering holding a young girl between them, dragging her inside. Nat. "No!" Piper thought. There was only one thing that could have made her shame any worse, and that was Nat being involved. "No, please!" Piper begged. "Let her go! She has nothing to do with this!" Aldous rose from his desk, walking over to the little girl. He smiled down at her, looming over Piper's sister with villainous intent. "Was at a friend's house having a cute little sleepover," one of the men said. Nat's eyes latched onto Piper's naked form, her filthy body dripping cum from her sore, filthy holes. Tears began to roll down her eyes Nat beheld her sister, horror dawning in the little girl's mind. "Piper!" Nat called out. "Oh my god, Piper!" Aldous moved between the two girls, blocking their views of one another. "Hello, Nat," he said. "Do you know who I am?" Nat's eyes were filled with fear as she stared up into the eyes of the man who'd presided over her sister's rape. She didn't have the confidence of her sister, her stubborn refusal to acknowledge danger as it stared her in the face. Nat just nodded slowly. "Good," he continued. "Your sister here printed slanderous lies about me. This...," He stepped out of the way, once again revealing Piper's pained body lying on the floor in a puddle of men's semen. "This is her punishment. I've told her that she's going to print a retraction of the horrible things she said about me, and that she'll write more honest articles from now on. Look at your sister, Nat." Piper's sister did as she was told, her eyes wide in fear. "Do you think your sister should do as she's told?" Nat began to nod vigorously. "Are you going to remind her that of the punishment for not doing as she's told?" Again, vigorous nodding. "Good. You're a good little girl, Nat. And so pretty." Aldous smirked as he ran a hand along Nat's cheek, causing her to recoil in disgust. He withdrew, heading back to the desk. He sat down and pointed at the men holding Nat's arms. "Two of you who've already had Piper take hold of Nat so they can have a turn. Make sure she watches." Two naked men nodded and took hold of Nat as the other men let go of her arms and began to undress, grinning and chuckling at they looked down at the slut they were about to brutalize. "Please, no," Piper begged once again. "I'll do whatever you want. Anything. Just don't make Nat watch this." "She needs to see your punishment as you experience it," Aldous said, "so she can keep you honest and remind you to behave." "No...," Piper let out as she was lifted into the air by one of the new men. "Fuck," he said, "you're a filthy slut. I'd kiss you, but I ain't putting my lips anywhere near that whore mouth." As he spoke, grasped her bottom with his hand, placing her crotch against his. He aimed his cock straight up, against her soaking cunt and thrust inside. Piper closed her eyes and grit her teeth, groaning. She couldn't even feel the man sliding along her walls, but his rigid cock did smack into her already bruised cervix, sending a jolt of pain shooting through her. She knew what was coming next, hoped it wouldn't, but was hardly surprised as another man placed his cock against her ass. He shoved in hard, his rigid rod smacking into her, ramming into painfully. Both men began to lift Piper into the air, slamming her down hard onto their cocks. Piper cried out, her mouth opening wide to scream as their meat banged against her. It was the worst moment yet. Not only did it hurt, badly, but Nat was watching the whole thing. It was more shame than she believed she could ever bare. Not only would she remember this night for the rest of her life, thinking of these men and how filthy she was every time she gazed at her own reflection, she knew that Nat would see her like this forever as well. Her poor sister would remember the sight of Piper being brutally raped for the rest of her life. For the first time in all her years, Piper truly wanted to die. The men soon groaned and grunted as they unloaded their cum inside her. Each one laughed as they came, high-fiving the other in congratulations. Once they were finished, they quickly pulled out, dropping Piper unceremoniously to the floor. She landed with a painful thud, knocking the wind from her. She took several moments to catch her breath, sucking in air as best she could. Once she had, she began to weep once again, staring at the floor. She couldn't bear to look up and catch her poor sister's gaze. One of the men grabbed a chair and placed it a few feet in front of Nat. He sat down, his rigid cock raised into the air. "Put her on my lap. I want the little girl to get a good view of her sister getting fucked." The others laughed and grabbed Piper, lifting her up and placing her pussy onto the man's dick. His hands went under legs, grasping her thighs and spreading them, clearly displaying Piper's sopping cunt to her sister as it was penetrated. He began to thrust up into the reporter, his cock rapidly pumping inside, a loud sloshing filling the room. Piper's eyes found her sister's. Both girls were crying, Nat horrified for her sister, fearful that she might be next, and Piper feeling no end of pain and shame. Piper closed her eyelids, turning away from her sister and weeping. Nat tried to do the same, but the men holding her arms shook her. "You'll watch, you little slut, or we'll do you next." With no choice, Nat opened her eyes again and gazed at her sister's sexual torment. Two more men approached Piper, grasping her wrists and lifting her hands to their cocks. They locked her fingers around their thick members, holding them in place with their own hands as they slid them back and forth along their wet dicks. Another approached from the side, grasping Piper's hair in his hand and turning her head to his cock. He placed it against her lips and pushed inside, Piper's sobs immediately being muffled. The four men fucked Piper hard, all of them looking over toward Nat as they did so, enjoying the little girl's torment as she was forced to witness her sister's rape. The girl was weeping then, unable to contain her emotions any longer. "Stop!" Nat begged. "Please, stop! You're hurting her!" The men all laughed. "We know," one said. "That's why we're doing it." The man in Piper's mouth in particular looked angry. "Come on, you slut, suck it harder! Show your sister how cock-hungry you really are!" He took her hair in both hands and began to pull her into his pelvis, her nose and forehead slapping against his sweaty flesh as his cock threatened to gag her. She squealed in protest, fighting for breath, but found no sympathy from the laughing men. Her face continue to smack against the man until he pulled her in tight, holding his cock inside her throat as he began to cum. She couldn't breathe at all, the man's huge cock gagging her as ropes of his seed pulsed out and drained down her gullet. The man pulled out, Piper gasping for breath as thick strands of saliva fell from her lips onto her breasts. As she coughed and spat, the man in her pussy began to cum, his nails digging into her thighs. His member clearly began to jump as it pumped his semen inside, the man grinning at Nat as she watched her sister being impregnated. The men in her hands then climaxed, string after string of cum smashing into her face as she coughed. Strands landed over her eyes, on her nose, back into her hair. The men picked up Piper, allowing the man beneath her to get up, and set her back down on the chair. All of the men then gathered around, masturbating as they looked down on their violated reporter. They congratulated themselves, insulting Piper, wondering who managed to get her pregnant. After a minute, one of them came, spewing his jizz all over the woman sitting in the chair, head lowered, tears flowing from her reddened eyes. He covered her tits, sighing as he emptied himself onto the girl. The other men all followed suit, plastering her with their cum, covering every inch of her body with their filthy leavings. As Piper sobbed, she slumped over in the chair, collapsing to the ground. Several of the men looked at one another and shrugged. They surrounded her, continuing to cover her back with their seed, turning her dark hair white, and plastering her ass and legs. Each man took several turns, cumming all over the woman on the floor, the men holding Nat rotating so that they too could show their appreciation to the defeated investigative journalist. Finally, the men all seemed exhausted. Aldous stood up from Piper's desk, a stack of papers in his hands. "That's enough, boys. We've got other things to do. Get ready to leave." The men all gathered their clothing and dressed, heading outside. The photographer smiled and laughed with Aldous, quite pleased with the many pictures he'd captured over the past two hours. He left as well, leaving only Aldous and his two men holding Nat inside. Aldous walked over, taking the young girl from their hands. He knelt down next to her, smiling and planting a light kiss on the back of Nat's next, causing the girl to whine and turn away. "Piper," Aldous said. "Piper!" Piper managed to lift her head, her one eye uncovered by cum opening to stare at the man. "Nat...," she managed to moan. "Please. Leave her be. She didn't do anything." "Didn't she, Piper? She helped you with your stories, stood outside hawking your papers, your lies. She publicly announced your deceptions about me to the public. Face it, Piper, she's guilty as you.” A huge grin crossed his face. “Do you know why I didn't touch you tonight? Hmm." His gaze turned towards Nat. "Because I like 'em young." Aldous leaned into the little girl, his tongue sliding along Nat's neck, causing her to sob. His hand reached between her legs, his middle and ring fingers roughly caressing her pussy through her pants. "And your sister is so very young. Young and nubile." He began to kiss the back of her neck, Nat beginning to scream and cry as one of the man's hands crawled up her body, feeling her flat chest while other continued to massage her pussy. “You know, after what you went through tonight, I was ready to just leave here with a warning, figuring you'd learned your lesson. Now, though, I find myself thinking I need to teach your little sister a lesson to.” “No!” Piper cried, trying to rise. Aldous produced a pistol, aiming it at the back of Nat's head. Piper froze. “Now you just stay there, bitch, and watch your sister suffer because of what you've done.” Aldous shoved Nat to the floor, flat on her stomach. Her grasped her pants, tearing them off and tossing them away. Nat began to wail, terrified. The man didn't bother laughing or taunting as the others had. He merely unzipping his trousers, producing his rigid cock, then stepped between Nat's legs. He knelt down, grasping her thighs and forcing them apart. He put the pistol against her back when she began to struggle. “Sit fuckin' still, you little whore!” She ceased her struggles, though her sobs continued. He ripped Nat's panties away, then leaned into her body, pressing his weight down onto her. He pressed his meat against her virgin labia and shoved hard, forcing his cock deep inside. Nat went rigid, crying out as her hymen was snapped. Aldous wasted no time, immediately beginning to thrust forward, pounding his dick inside Nat, seemingly quite eager to cause the girl as much pain as possible. Piper could only watch, her eyes catching Nat's, trying to tell her it would be okay. “Oh, there's nothing like a pre-teen pussy, especially when it's virginal. That feel good, baby? No? Well, it feels so very good to me.” His gaze turned back to Piper. "I didn't touch you because I want you to understand what you stand to lose if you don't do what I want. It serves my interests to let you continue to write for me. If you don't, I won't be so generous next time. Screw with me, and I'll publish my own newspaper. One filled with photos from tonight, showing the world just how much of a whore Piper Wright is. Not only that, but I will personally put a baby in your sister while she's chained in my bedroom. Then, after my men have enjoyed her for a while, I'll publish another paper with her as the star. And when your shame is complete, everyone made aware that you and your pretty little sister are nothing but two giant sluts and you can't get work anywhere in the Commonwealth, I'll be generous and give you two jobs in one of my brothels. I bet a pair of incestuous sisters would be a big attraction." He kissed Nat's neck again. As he continued to ram himself inside the weeping girl, Aldous began to grunt, swiftly building up to his orgasm. “Please, don't cum in her!” Piper yelled. “You gonna do what I say?! You gonna print what I say?!” “Yes, I promise! Please, don't cum in her!” Aldous pulled himself out of Nat, quickly kneeling. He began to swiftly jerk himself off, cumming a moment later, his thick jizz flying into the back of Nat's head coating her hair with his seed. Having satisfied himself, Aldous zipped himself up and stepped over to Piper. "Be sure you remember your promise, Piper. Remember, right now your writing is more valuable to me than you and your sister are as whores. Keep it that way." With that, Aldous and his two remaining henchmen walked through her front door, shutting it behind them. Nat ran over to her sister, grabbing a towel as she did. She cleaned the thick layer of cum from her sister's body. For some time, the two held each other, rocking back and forth as Piper bawled, until she cried herself to sleep naked on the floor. Nat covered her with a blanket, then went to her own bed and wept for herself. ***** Penitence ***** Chapter Summary After the photos of her rape are published, Piper's reputation is ruined. As such, she needs to prostitute herself for leads on stories. Penitence. Piper could come up with many words to describe her life as of late, and her actions as a result, but few seemed as appropriate as penitence. Over her long career as an investigative reporter, she'd made many enemies, pissed off a lot of people. She did a lot of good, but she caused a lot of problems as well. She'd never truly believed she could really be hurt. In the back of her mind, she always knew she was vulnerable, but she know understood how invincible she'd truly thought herself, and how wrong she'd been. Her actions had finally caught up with her. Pissing off everyone around her while having no one to protect her had, as last, resulted in her being punished. Not only had she been severely tormented, her sister had been hurt as well. Poor Nat, who'd never hurt anyone in her life, had been raped because of Piper's actions. Now, as Piper knelt down in front of her latest contact, her hands on his hips and his cock in her mouth, she knew what she was experiencing. Penitence. The man's hand grasped her hair, pulling her head into him again and again, her nose pushing into his pelvis, his cock sliding along her throat. He moaned and laughed at the whore on her knees, blowing him for information. Once, she would have gagged at a cock as large as his smacking against the back of her throat. Her gag reflex was gone, now. She was becoming quite the proficient cocksucker. "Yeah, bitch," the man said, grunting. "Just like that. Keep going. Here it comes." He let out a bestial cry as he pulled her face into his stomach, holding her there as his cum splashed into her throat, draining down into her stomach. She held her breath, waiting for him to finish, indifferent to his actions. After a long moment, the man finished with a sigh. He pulled his cock from her mouth, chuckling, smiling down at Piper. "Thanks, babe. Great as always." Piper took several large gulps of air, catching her breath. She wiped the cum that had spilled onto her chin away, licking her lips clean as she swallowed everything the man had spewed into her mouth. She stood, her face a mask of calm and indifference. "Glad you enjoyed it," she said, unconvincingly. She didn't give a shit if he liked it or not, as long as she got what she wanted. The man turned around, grabbing a folder from a nearby table and handing it to her. "Here you go. As we agreed." He smiled as she took it. Piper flashed an insincere smile, then turned to leave. "Thanks." She opened the door, stepping out into the fading light of the evening. The man came to stand in the doorway, his cock still hanging out for all to see. "See you next time, babe," he called after her. Piper didn't answer, just walking on. Her informant didn't live far from Diamond City, so her walk back wasn't long. As she entered, she heard the sneers and the laughs from the guards, the catcalls from a few of them, asking if she wanted to hang out with them for the evening. She was becoming used to it, sadly. Aldous had kept his promise not to release the photos... for a little while. Once she'd printed her retraction, admitting her mistake in defaming Mr. Hedman, a paper was suddenly circulating all throughout Diamond City. It was little more than porn rag, and the only woman featured within was Piper Wright. Photos from all angles showed her with cocks down her mouth, in her pussy and ass, her hands around them. They showed her on her back on her knees, getting spit-roasted between several men. They showed her covered in semen, her face slick with men's juices, her hair coated in the foul jizz. Piper's reputation was ruined. Everyone now believed she was a massive nymphomaniac, and that getting such a good dicking from so many well-endowed men was what had convinced her to soften her stance. A good fuck and the woman agreed to compromise her journalistic standards. She was a hack, and had no credibility whatsoever. It never entered into most people's minds that she was raped. Indeed, the pictures looked altered, the tears that had been streaming from her face gone. All the photos used made her look pleased to be getting fucked. Some knew better, knew very well that Aldous was exactly the kind of man who would rape a woman to get what he wanted. To most, though, it didn't matter. Easier to believe that Piper was a harlot. Now, she couldn't go anywhere without being harassed. Guards called out to her and occasionally groped her as she passed. Local residents whispered as she passed, young men and children taunted her as she went by. No doubt, most of them had begun using the pictures of her rape as spank material. Certainly, many men and boys had told her how they enjoyed looking at her as they got off. All she could do was ignore them, and cry when she was alone. She knocked on the door when she arrived at home. She heard a scuffling from within, followed by a voice. "Who is it?" Nat spoke from within. "It's Piper, Nat," she said. She heard several latches being thrown aside as Nat unlocked the door. They had taken measures to assure their safety after the last incident. Not only had they reinforced the door and secured more firearms, they'd even invented a simple code for entering house. 'It's Piper' got her in, 'It's me' was code for trouble, in which case Nat wasn't to open the door. Piper was willing to sacrifice her own safety to protect her sister. The door swung open slightly, Piper slipping inside before it slammed shut, Nat latching it again. She held a laser pistol in her left hand, a stern look on her face. "Everything okay?" Piper asked. Nat just nodded. "You get what you went out for?" Nat asked. "Yeah." She held up the folder. "I'll get the story written and get it to Jorus." Nat nodded, then headed back to her bed. She spent most of her time there now. Piper watched her go, wanting to cry. Her formerly vocal sister spoke very little now. It devastated Piper. She set about writing her story, taking care to disguise her style. She no longer had her own paper, so thoroughly was her reputation ruined. Instead, she wrote for another one that had risen in its place. Far more accommodating to the Mayor and Diamond City's elite, it nonetheless had a good man as its editor. Jorus Cobb had made a deal with Piper, to secretly publish her stories under a pseudonym. It was the only way Piper could still do her job as a journalist. Not that it mattered in terms of her humiliation. Everyone now treated Piper as a whore, and it was impossible to get straight answers from anyone anymore. So, she had to prostrate herself for information, letting men use her in exchange for their intel. Aldous had threatened to make Piper into a whore if she didn't do as he said, but his actions had made her into one anyway. In her room, Piper sat at her desk, tired and upset. She wasn't sure what was more upsetting: having to whore herself out for stories, or the fact that she was starting to enjoy herself. * * * Vault 81 was exactly as Piper remembered it, guards standing near the entrance, stopping her as she approached. The only difference being now that their eyes seemed to be undressing her as she waited. Clearly, the photos of Piper had reached even there. Gwen McNamara soon arrived to greet Piper, although greeting might not have been the correct term. She clearly looked unhappy seeing Piper. That was a look Piper was much more familiar with. Previously, many people had been unhappy to see her anywhere she went. She was nosy and managed to get people to make admissions they otherwise wouldn't have done. Overseer McNamara, however, had never been one of those people. She liked Piper, and enjoyed speaking to her. So something had happened to make her unhappy, and it was probably what was making the guards eye her body hungrily. Gwen stopped just in front of Piper, crossing her arms over her chest. She wasn't a slim woman, with some weight on her hips and stomach. She was still beautiful, though, with short, red hair and ample bosoms that Piper had to admit she was jealous of. "Ms. Wright," Gwen said. Piper nodded. "Oversee McNamara. Good to see you again. I'm here to see...," "I know why you're here, Ms. Wright. I've spoke with Andrew, and I know he's got info for you. I'm just wondering why I should let you into my vault." "You haven't had a problem with me before, Overseer. Why is there a problem?" She was just being polite. She knew damn well what the problem was. "A problem? Yeah, your sick photograph sessions are my problem. Diamond City may be a hive of filth and lechery, but this is a home of families and good values. As it is, I've been having to confiscate papers from our young men and women depicting your disgusting late night activities." "I didn't agree to those photos being taken or released, Overseer." "I don't care, Ms. Wright. You're a bad influence, and I don't want you around the children of my vault." Piper sighed. Things were so much harder now. Either someone wanted to fuck her for info, or they wanted to reject her, as if those photos suddenly made people better than her. "That said, I'm willing to let you meet Andrew, but you won't enter the vault proper. Come with me." Piper wasn't quite sure what was going on, but she guessed the Overseer was having to deal with vault politics. It would be enough, she hoped. Andrew no doubt wanted to fuck her for the info, so she wasn't sure if they'd have sufficient privacy if they couldn't head deeper in. McNamara led them through a series of doors, into a conference room of sorts. She shut the door behind them, locking it, and smiling at Piper. "Let me guess," said Piper, hands on her hips. "You want to fuck me before I can talk to Andrew." Gwen laughed. "No, Ms. Wright. I'm not into women, pretty as you are." A side door opened, eight men entering the room, Andrew among them. All grinning, all leering at Piper. "That said," McNamara continued, "I do enjoy watching pretty sluts get what's coming to them. So, you can talk to Andrew, but you're going to entertain my people first." Piper sighed as the eight men surrounded her. This seemed to be her lot, now. She didn't have any real choice. "Fine." The men all began to cheer, surging forward towards Piper. Hands groped her body, grasping her clothes and pulling them off. One man kissed her, another grasping her ass and squeezing, hard. Soon her shirt was pulled off, hands roughly pinching her breasts. Teeth gnashed at her naked skin, leaving bite marks on her flesh. In short order, she found herself nude, and being dragged to the floor. A cock shoved into her ass, hard, with no lubrication, no letting the thick rod sink in slowly. Pain shot through her backside, causing her to cry out. She was swiftly silenced as another man shoved his cock inside her mouth. Like the man in her ass, he forced it deep without any thought of her well being. He began to pump rapidly, forcing his cock to rapidly smack against the back of her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes. She'd lost her gag reflex, given the sheer amount of cock she'd been sucking lately, but it still hurt when a rigid phallus bashed against her sensitive flesh. In addition to the other two, another man plowed into her pussy, rapidly thrusting into her. He laughed as his cock rubbed along her vaginal walls, bashing into her cervix over and over again. Piper groaned as she felt the pressure mounting on her body, three men all pumping into her, without matching rhythms, pushing her this way and that all at once. "Holy shit!" the man in her mouth exclaimed as she continued to shove his cock into her throat. "She's crying." "Oh, I bet that's just for show," Piper heard the Overseer say. Her eyes moved from the man fucking her mouth to McNamara, who sat a few feet away, completely nude. It turned out that the woman was quite beautiful, despite her weight. Her huge natural tits were absolutely gorgeous, one of them in her hand as she squeezed roughly, digger her nails into the pale, freckled flesh. Her other hand was on her shaved cunt, the woman rubbing her clitoris rapidly. "Ms. Wright here loves the attention of many men at once, especially when they're roughly fucking her. We've all seen the pictures. I'll bet she gets sopping wet just thinking about a half dozen men giving it to her at once. Isn't that right?" Piper wanted to cry as Gwen taunted her. Not because she hated being gang banged... but because the Overseer was correct. She was starting to enjoy it. As rough as the men were, she was actually feeling good. It felt wonderful to have a man in both her ass and her pussy at once, and there was something so erotic, so unbelievably attractive, as having a man thrusting down her throat. She loved seeing his stomach rapidly thrusting at her face, loved feeling his warm flesh sliding along her mouth, loved looking up to see his eyes and smiling face. Piper wasn't sure if it was a coping mechanism after having been raped, or if being forced to fuck so many men at once had simply opened her eyes as to how much she enjoyed it. It didn't matter. She cried, tears of pain and tears of shame, but the shame wasn't from sex. It was shame that she enjoyed the sex so much. The man in her mouth came first, Piper expertly swallowing every drop. The man over her moaned and laughed, pulling his meat from her mouth and rubbing it over her face. He gleefully marked her with his cum before walking away, to be immediately replaced by another man. She opened her mouth to allow him entry, eager to swallow his cock despite her tears. The man in her ass came next, filling her with his jizz. She groaned, feeling her insides filling with his sperm. He stayed inside her for several moments, laughing and joking with his mate, occasionally thrusting in again just to make her squeak and slapping her ass hard for his own amusement. Soon enough, though, he pulled out and extricated himself from under her, a very awkward series of movements given that she still had two other men on top of her. Finally, the man in her cunt came, filling her to the brim with his sperm, a heavy amount by the feeling of it. He groaned, high-fiving one of his mates before pulling out, a long, errant strand of cum falling onto her stomach as he did so. Two men replaced the others, jumping on the chance to fuck the beautiful Ms. Wright. This continued for some time, the men taking their with Piper's many holes. Each one had several turns, using every orifice. All the while, Overseer McNamara sat masturbating, crying out in orgasm several times. Eventually, the men had their fill, and needed to return to duty, their families, their wives that they'd just cheated on, or just get some rest from the exhaustive fucking they'd given the intrepid reporter. Gwen dressed and left, as did all except Andrew, who stayed for a few minutes to give Piper the info he had and discuss it with her. Soon, he'd left as well, leaving Piper alone in the room, covered in cum, the sticky fluid leaving from her pussy and ass, as well as down her face. She'd managed to swallow most of what had been shot in her throat, but some had still spilled out. She wiped her lower face with her hand, coming away with a large gob of the jizz, bringing it to her mouth and swallowing it. She moaned as she did, savoring the taste. A small smile crossed her face, Piper finding herself embarrassed, but oddly satisfied with how events had transpired. * * * The trip back to Diamond City wasn't far, but it felt long. Those days, it always did. Piper's sore bottom, vagina and even thighs made walking any real distance a little painful. It would be worse the following day, but even just after her reaming was hard enough. She approached the entrance, the gate closed, one guard standing outside. She couldn't see his face behind his mask, but she could feel his smirk, his eyes watching her as she limped forward. "Open the gate," she said, unwilling to put up with the guard's usual bullshit. He did nothing, just staring at the woman in front of him. "Come on. I'm fucking tired." The man began to chuckle. "Yeah, I'll bet you're tired." Piper's ire rose, and she didn't know what pissed her off more. The fact that the asshole was just assuming she'd been out getting her ass reamed... or that he was correct in that assumption. "Can you have your fun some other time, please. I want to go home." The guard chuckled again and approached the intercom. "Hey guys. I've got Piper Wright out here." The speaker crackled, the distorted voice of another guard answering. "Yeah, in here too. We've got her little porn rag as well." "No, I mean the real Piper. Her beautiful tits and all." Piper crossed her arms, rolled her eyes and stared at the ground. She knew exactly where the guard was going. "Really? What's she wearing?" The guard turned back to her, the light he was currently standing under illuminating his face beneath the mask, the shadows giving his grin a sinister shading. "I don't know about y'all, but all I see if a pair of panties and a 'fuck-me' smile." "Oh fuck yes! Opening up!" The sound of gears grinding signaled the gate beginning to open. The guard walked over to Piper, towering over her. "Is this how it's gonna be, huh?” she said. “You extorting sex out of a woman just to let her get to her home?" The man laughed and grabbed her ass, squeezing roughly. "That's what you get for showing up late, with no one else around. Clearly, you wanted this." The gate ground to halt, five guards walking out to greet Piper. "What the fuck? She's wearing a lot more than panties, idiot." The first guard turned and spread his arms to the side. "That's because you have no imagination. I don't see anything else on her. Just imagine it. When she's in our booth five minutes from now, do you see her having any clothes on?" The other men laughed, pushing in to grope at Piper. "I guess you're right. How about it baby?" The new guard placed his hand between her legs, squeezing her cunt. "You ready to shed those pesky clothes?" Piper sighed and started walking towards the guard booth. "Let's get this over with. I want to get to bed." The men all hooted and hollered as they crowded into the booth with Piper. Piper quickly began to disrobe, much to the shared delight of the guards. Soon, she was naked, her arms crossed as she stared at the men extorting her. "Well? Gonna fuck me already, or not?" One of them grinned and moved forward, another one grabbing him and pulling him back. "Hey, ass. We have to choose who goes first." "What? Man, fuck that. I don't want sloppy seconds." "Well too-fucking-bad. Four of us are going to get sloppy, so we have to figure this out." As the men began to argue, eventually deciding on several rounds of rock-paper-scissors, Piper smiled. She didn't bother telling them that none of them would be the first man she was with in the last hour. She even still had some leftovers from her previous encounter. Finally, the men had made up their minds. One would get her pussy first, one her ass, and one her face. The others would just have to deal with sloppy seconds. The first man, the asshole who'd accosted her in the first place, walked up, grabbing her tits and squeezing them hard. "Alright, bitch," he said after a moment of fondling, "get on your knees." Piper got down quickly, reminding herself to get a pair of kneepads, and unzipped the man's trousers. His cock popped out, wet and sweaty. Piper recoiled in disgust but forced her mouth around the funky member, her mouth closing around its slick meat. She began to bob her head up and down, Piper cringing as she gagged slightly on the man's foul taste. "Oh, yeah," he said, nodding. "Come on, slut, really get it down there!" He grabbed her head, thrusting himself deeper into her throat. Piper closed her eyes and dealt with it, finding herself easily able to suppress what little gag reflex remained. She definitely didn't like having her nose smacking the guy's moist pelvis, beads of his disgusting, slick, oily sweat falling onto her face. The man was so gross, she wanted to vomit. Yet, she knew she wouldn't. Despite everything, she was becoming quite used to being with such vile creatures. "Oh, here it comes, bitch!" The man grunted as she spewed into her mouth. She held her breath, swallowing every drop of the man's putrid cum. Soon he pulled out, smiling and nodding as the others moved him out of the way, eager for their turn. The next man pushed Piper onto her hands and knees, pushing into her ass. He slid in with ease, her anus not having had any time to tighten up since her reaming an hour previous. "Damn, this bitch is loose! I just slid right into her ass! Bet you just love it in the ass, don't you, slut?" "Goddamnit," she thought. She actually did. It felt soooo good having a man thrusting inside her bottom. She hated these fucking guards. She wanted to kiss Nat good night, drop into her bed, and sleep for a thousand years. Still, the man's cock felt amazing, and it was at times like that she wished the sex would never end. The guard came quickly, filling her behind with yet more cum. The third man kept her on her hands and knees, thrusting his cock into her pussy. He wasn't the largest man she'd had even that evening, so he popped right in. Thankfully, she wasn't dry anymore. The man in her ass got her going, and she'd managed to work up some lubrication. "This bitch is wet!" the man cried out. "You really are a cock-slut, aren't you, babe?" Another man chuckled. "I bet she'd go for another photo session, with us this time!" The men all began to cheer, talking about what an amazing idea it was. Piper's gaze turned to where her jacket lay, her 9mm pistol tucked inside. She'd never let another man take photos of her. Anyone who tried was dead. Those photos had ruined her life, and she'd be damned if she'd let anyone ruin it further. She put it out of her mind, though, and concentrated on the man inside of her. Despite her anger, she was feeling great, her pussy warm with pleasure. She began to moan softly, savoring the feeling of cock, a sensation she was beginning to appreciate more and more. Soon, the man came, filling her up, putting a small smile on Piper's face, though she wiped it away before anyone could see. The other two spit-roasted Piper, fucking her face and her cunt. The man in front of her spat in her face as he fucked her mouth, causing her to flinch and close her eyes. "Yeah. Yeah, you're a dirty slut, aren't you?" He spat again, the wad landing in her hair. She felt more spit on her back, the man behind her following the other's lead. "Ha! Dirty fucking slut! Guys, come cover this bitch!" "Fuck that!" the first one said, moving back over. "I'm gonna make this slut filthy by pumping her full of more cum!" He crawled under Piper, telling the guy behind her to move to her ass. He did so, the newcomer shoving his way in her pussy. The other two men moved over, stroking their dicks. The man in her mouth grasped her shoulders, holding her up. With her two hands free, she reached out and grabbed their dicks, swiftly stroking their meat. For the next minute or so, the only sounds to be heard were the grunting of men, the wet slapping of flesh against flesh and the sloshing of a woman cumming all over her sexual partner. The men on her sides groaned as they came, shooting their loads all over Piper's back. The men fell away, laughing, sighing, pleased with their evening conquest. One of them offered Piper a towel, a small but kind gesture. Any gratitude she felt, though, was offset by her aggravation with having to fuck him in the first place, and the fact that he called her a slut as he threw it on her. She cleaned the cum off her back and face, wiped up her nethers, dressed, and headed into Diamond City. Nat let her inside, Piper heading straight for bed. She fell onto the blanket and was almost immediately dreaming of large, thick cocks as they thrust inside her. A smile played across her face as she fell into unconsciousness. * * * The Combat Zone was a fighting ring found in downtown Boston. A nasty place that Piper did her best to avoid, it was almost always filled with raiders, men and women eager to see blood spilled in the arena. Outsiders were not welcome, and usually killed if they dared enter. Piper had been sent by Irma, the owner of the Memory Den in Goodneighbor, to meet with Tommy Lonegan, the Zone's proprietor. A ruthless ghoul who made his money trading on violence (and, Piper suspected, by working with the Institute), Piper would normally have nothing to do with the man. She was desperate, though, given how reliable intel had dried up for her. She was incredibly nervous as she entered, though. Sex with a ghoul was one thing, although she suspected she wouldn't be fucking Tommy, as he didn't like smoothskins. However, the man loved spectacle, and given how gangbanging had become Piper's bread and butter as of late, she feared that she'd end up doing so in the arena. Two fighters were duking it out when she entered: a large, bulky raider, and a slim, athletic redhead. Cait was her name. Piper had heard about her; a woman indentured to Tommy and forced to fight in the Combat Zone, she apparently reveled in the violence. She was a fighter, and loved to get her fists bruised and bloody. Piper found her pretty, watching her red hair flying as her fists rained down onto her weakening opponent. She found herself wishing that once, just once, it would be a beautiful woman who wanted to bang her, not a bunch of ugly, sweaty men. "There you are, Piper," she heard a gravely voice speak, as if from a man whose vocal chords had disintegrated over time, or who smoked three packs of cigarettes a day. To her side stood Tommy Lonegan, the ghoul dressed in a cheap blue suit, smirking at her and chuckling. "I was hoping you'd show. Welcome to the Combat Zone. What do you think?" "I think life's hard enough in the Commonwealth without beating each other to death." "Some people don't have much else, you know. Who wants to live a boring life, slowly dying of radiation poisoning when they could achieve everlasting fame in the arena?" "You telling me whoever climbs in that cage isn't immediately forgotten the moment they fall over dead?" Tommy shrugged. "Not everyone can be immortal. But champions do arise." "Enough about your glorified dick waving contests. I heard from Irma you have info for me." "Oh, I do. I hear quite a lot in this business. Lots of Chatty-Kathys come through here. The question is, can you pay?" "Depends on the info, and the price." Tommy chuckled. "The info is the location of Aldous Hedman." Piper's mouth fell open, her breath coming quicker. "Aldous... you know where he is?" Tommy grinned. "I do. I have his exact location." Images flooded into Piper's mind, images of pain, sex, and her poor sister crying as she was raped. "Where?" Tommy wagged his finger. "Ah, ah, ah. You need to pay first, then the intel on your rapist is all yours." Piper's lip twitched, her ire rising. "And what's your price?" Tommy waved his hands theatrically towards the arena. "Why my dear, you will star in the greatest show I've ever held. Piper Wright versus the raiders of the Boston." Piper's heart skipped a beat. "Please tell me you don't expect me to fight..." "Why would I do that, sweetie? No one would bet on such a fight. But they'll pay for the privilege of fucking your sweet little brains out, baby." Suddenly, she found herself terrified... and aroused. She could feel her panties becoming wet, but fear gripped her heart as well. Raiders were not kind people, in the street while stealing and killing... or in bed, raping and fucking. Many of them were likely to mistreat her, beating her body while they fucked her holes. "Fuck you!" Piper blurted out. "You expect me to climb on stage with those psychos? They're as likely to fuck me with a switchblade as they are to orgasm." "Have no fear. They'll be completely stripped before they go in, and no man will be allowed to beat you in any way. Cait'll be in the ring, and she'll be armed, ready to beat any man who touches you the wrong way. Beat him to death, if necessary. "This is a one-time offer, baby. Walk away from this, and my intel on Aldous will vanish with the night. This is your only chance to find him. Waddya say?" * * * "Gentlemen! I use the term loosely of course. Welcome to the Combat Zone, and our special, one night only event!" Piper had to admit, Tommy Lonegan was a piece of shit, but he was one hell of a showman. She stood behind him, in the darkness of the stage, wearing a crimson nightie, red heels, pink panties, and nothing else. She watched as he swept about the stage, his words echoing through the stands, his hands tracing arcs theatrically through the air. No doubt, he'd whip the bandits in front of him into a frenzy before the show began. Which wasn't good for Piper. "No need to be nervous," said a thick Irish drawl from her side. Cait gave Piper a warm smile. "Any of 'em get too rowdy, I'll beat 'em off you." She slapped the baseball bat she held into the palm of her hand. "Thanks," said Piper in a dry tone. She wasn't feeling any better. "And what such attraction do I speak of, gentle viewers, that you will pay so heavily for the chance to participate in!? None other than the chance to enjoy the lovely, the talented, sensual and seductive Piper Wright!" Tommy turned, his hand pointing back to Piper as a spotlight turned on, illuminating her as she stepped forward. She had difficulty walking, unused to heels as she was. She hardly noticed, though, enraptured as she was by the sea of vicious faces screaming at her, announcing their joy at being able to fuck her. The next minute was a blur for Piper. Tommy announced the price for her, and the chance to go first was quickly auctioned off. Soon, a giant raider made his way towards the stage, spikes jutting from his rusted armor and a vicious smile that sent chills through Piper spread across his face. Once nude, he climbed up, making straight for Piper. He wasted no time, walking straight up to her, grasping her arms and shoving his tongue down her throat. Piper recoiled in disgust, gagging on the man's filthy taste. He quickly pushed her to the ground, grasping her panties and tearing them clean off her body. He quickly produced his penis, grinning down at the woman beneath him as he displayed it to her. He was huge, larger even than Big Jim had been. It's skin was rough and dark, mirroring the image of the man it belonged to. Sweat dripped from the man's shaved head, falling onto Piper's face, causing her to cringe. "Oh, I've been dreaming about this day since I saw those photos of you, bitch. Now you're mine!" The raider shoved himself inside Piper, causing her to cry out in pain. She wasn't nearly as tight as once she'd been, but it still hurt being fucked by the man's giant dick. The others in the audience all cheered, celebrating the beautiful Piper Wright being taken by her first raider of the night. No doubt, each and every one of them was gleefully awaiting their own turn. The man sat inside her for a moment, unmoving, savoring the feel of her warm chamber. Then, he began to pound his cock into her. He didn't take his time, nor did he build up slowly. He began to fuck her as hard as he could, as fast as he could. Piper hadn't been lubed up, and her vagina was as dry as a bone. The man was rubbing her insides raw. She'd hoped to have time to get over her shame, build up her arousal, but the man had no interest in letting her become wet. Maybe he just wanted to cum immediately. Maybe her pain turned him on. Probably both. "Stop!" she cried out. "Slow down! You're too big! You're hurting me!" "Good, bitch!" the man spat out, spittle flying onto her face. "I want it to hurt! That way you'll remember my big fat dick, slut!" He laughed, continuing his rapid pounding. Piper turned her face away from the man, only to open her eyes to a sea of men cheering at her, ready to fuck her, all enjoying her suffering. She turned her head the other way, closing her eyes as tears fell down her cheeks. She was thankful for the nightie. As it was, her back was sliding painfully along the rough wooden floor. Without the garment, she might have found herself with splinters in her back. In addition, the floor was covered in blood from the many fights in the arena, some of it fresh and wet. She had no interest in having sex in such disgusting pools. The man began to grunt, clearly already approaching climax. Piper was grateful. He was too big, and despite the fact that he was giving her labia a somewhat pleasant feeling, her pussy was burning as he rubbed along her vaginal walls. She needed him to finish, to cum, and give her some lubrication. Finally, he cried out, filling her pussy with his sticky semen. He growled as he finished, chuckling and leaning down. His tongue slid over Piper's cheek, the woman squealing and closing her eyes. After, the man stood, flexing for the audience, his cock still hanging out, jizz dripping along its immense length. "And now good viewers, its your turn to have a go at our lovely reporter," Tommy said as he swept across the stage once more, the giant Raider climbing down. "One at a time, though. Wait. No, we'd be here all night. Two at a time? Hmm, better, but I think our slutty little performer can take more. Let's give her three dicks at a time! Pay your caps and ride the bitch!" Piper had been paying little attention, just waiting for the gang bang to begin. Within moments of the announcement, though, another raider picked her up, placing her on top of him. Her pushed his cock against her anus, causing her to cry out. "No! Don't go in fast!" The man just laughed, thrusting himself inside her ass. Piper's head flew back, tears flying from her eyes as pain racked her backside. The man was big, not as big as the last man had been, but big enough to hurt. She calmed down after a moment, however. It would get better soon. He would cum, lubricate her ass, and when the next man thrust into her, her ass would be stretched and slick. Thankfully, that was already the case with her cunt, as another man rammed himself into her pussy, up to the hilt. She cried out as his cock bashed into her cervix, causing her further pain. Both began to pump into her, with no rhythm between them. Piper tried to calm herself, put the pain out of her mind. She was distracted, though, when another man placed his hand against her head and turned it towards his dick. "Suck me off, you reporter whore!" the man demanded. Piper opened her mouth to protest, only to have the man's cock silence her. She was becoming used to men being rough with her, but she desperately wished they'd give her some time to ease into it. Still, she had to admit... it didn't feel awful. She started to suck the man off, tasting the cum already oozing from his head. It was sweet, sweeter than she expected from a raider. Despite the pain of the man in her ass shoving himself in, it did feel good having him rubbing along her insides. And the man banging against her cervix... Well, she'd become quite used to that, and it felt amazing. Piper continued to groan and grunt, the occasional squeal of pleasure escaping her lips past the cock in her mouth. She had little room to move, and couldn't manage to get herself into a comfortable position, but the experience wasn't horrible. The man in each of her holes came soon, filling her with their warm seed. Piper had become used to preparing to swallow a man's juices when he spewed into her mouth, and she had little trouble downing every drop. The men pulled out and walked away, laughing and joking about their conquest. As Piper lay on the cold floor, warm ooze leaking from her cunt, she was thankful that Nat had told her to go see the Doctor beforehand. She had no interest in bearing one of these horrible raider's men. Bad enough that she'd been scared one of Aldous' men had impregnated her. She'd begun taking contraceptives, and would keep doing so until she and Nat managed to leave the Commonwealth. She sat for a moment, breathing heavily, before she felt herself being lifted into the air. Another man placed her on top of him as he lay down, this time with her tits pressing into his chest. Her thrust into her cunt, another man soon taking his place in her ass. A third came by, Piper opening her mouth to welcome the man inside her. Piper lost track of time. Trio after trio came up, fucking her again and again. She had no idea if she'd fucked them all and was just servicing some of them a second time. Perhaps not, and it merely seemed as if the number of Raiders in the Zone continued to increase. Indeed, that was a possibility, and more raiders might have begun to arrive after they heard about the evening's event. Soon, she was positively drenched in cum. It oozed from all three of her holes, pooling all around her, a bed for a slut to lie upon. She lay with her eyes closed, breathing heavily, waiting for more. She couldn't believe that she actually wanted more, but the evening had thus far been quite fun. Frightening, but fun. She'd cum again and again, losing herself as the men had pulsed their seed into her repeatedly, sending her into an orgasmic trance. One cock made her cum, as did the next, and the next after that, and the next after that, and so on. She didn't want to be there. She wanted to be home, warm, holding Nat, spending time with someone she cared for. But she had to admit that it did feel good to have man after man fuck her. Suddenly, she found herself flipped onto her back and one of her legs lifted up. A soft warmth pressed into her sex, a surprising sensation given the amount of rigid dicks she'd taken in the past few hours. She wiped the cum from her eyes, looking up to see a naked Cait holding onto her leg. Their sexes were pressed together, Cait's hairy cunt rubbing gently against her own, slishing back and forth as she rubbed her fresh pussy against Piper's soaked and violated vagina. Cait smiled down at Piper, a kind expression on her face. It sent a spike of warmth and gratitude through Piper, who'd only experienced vicious men plowing the hell out of her thus far. The gentle trib of a woman made her feel so much better at that moment, so much safer. "Aren't they beautiful, gentlemen?!" Tommy announced. "Our lovely ladies, sharing a tender lesbian moment together. Isn't Cait's hairy red pussy just lovely?" A roar of agreement went up. "Who'd like to fuck the Irish lass?!" Cait's head whipped around. "Not fuckin' 'appenin'!" she cried out. Several of the raiders laughed, Tommy just giving the woman a dirty look. Cait turned her head back to Piper, smiling down at the cum-covered woman and blowing her a kiss. Piper's eyes closed, lost in the sapphic pleasure of their womanly embrace, their slick cunts rubbing together swiftly, over and over again. Both women soon cried out, cum flowing down Piper's stomach as Cait ejaculated into her. The woman climbed off Piper and layed her down gently, blowing her yet another kiss. "Well, that was something!" Tommy announced. "Now, though, I think we should do something a little more amazing! I need four men in here. 'But Tommy,' I hear you say, 'she only has three holes!' True, gentlemen. Congratulations on being able to count to three. But who says she only has to take one dick per hole?!" "What...?" Piper thought. "Who's ready," Tommy continued, "for some DVDA?!" A massive cheer went up from the raiders. Piper sat up, eyes wide. Had she heard right? They were going to go... two to a hole? Four men soon poured onto the stage, rushing over to the reporter. She held her hands out, asking them to wait, to take it slow, but not a single one listened. Quickly, Piper was lifted once more into the air, her pussy placed down onto a cock. She was so stretched at that point that she hardly felt it, but the second one that slid in next to the first she felt. It began to pull her pussy open even more than it already was. A tearing sensation flowed through her, and she groaned in aggravation. "No, stop, let's take our time here," she protested. It met with no results. Almost immediately another man pushed inside her ass, and a few seconds later, another cock slid in right next to it. It was too much. One after another had pushed inside her, the pressure of so many thick cocks in her nethers causing her extreme discomfort. She didn't say anything further, though. The sensations weren't painful, merely unpleasant. And it a strange way, it pleased her to feel that way. As the four cocks inside began to thrust into her, two banging into her cervix, two rubbing along her ass, her mouth flew open, crying out, release a screeching noise half-way between a scream of pain and a scream of ecstasy. Feeling four men moving in her at once was breathtaking. She had no words to describe what she was experiencing. It was absolute bliss, a feeling of physical perfection, as if at that moment in time, her body was exactly as it should have been. She was a cocksleeve, a receptacle for the cum of dozens of men, all of them strangers. Piper Wright disappeared at that moment, replaced by a slut she'd never known existed. She continued to bounce forward on the man beneath her, tits rubbing against his hairy chest. Her eyes were closed tight, her mouth open in a constant cry of both pleasure and pain. Her tongue stuck out, saliva dripping onto the floor. Soon, they all came, their cum flowing out onto the floor. As each one pulled out, a torrent of semen flooded from within. The four stood, cheering and laughing, looking down on the woman lying at their feet. Their fluid continued to pour out, soaking her legs even further. Piper didn't know what to think. Shame filled her, as she lay still, tears stinging her eyes, a pool of cum her bed. Fitting for a whore like herself. On the other hand... she felt so good. Those men had been amazing, even better than the ones at the vault. What was wrong with her? Why was she enjoying it? She'd spoken to rape victims many times in her years as a reporter, and none of them claimed they began to enjoy being gang banged. She had no idea what was happening to her, and no clue if it was a good thing or not. All she knew was that her job had become both harder and more enjoyable simultaneously. “And to cap off the evening, gentlemen,” she heard Tommy say, “what's say we end with the man who began it all?” Piper's eyes opened slightly, wondering what exactly he was referring to. She was so tired, her mind hardly able to work. A moment later, amidst a chorus of cheers, fingers grasped her hair, pulling her head up. She cried out in pain, her eyes flicking up to the raider holding her, and through a haze of fatigue and strands of cum covering her eyes, Piper recognized the giant man who'd been the first to fuck her that evening. “Miss me, whore?” he said as he rammed his cock into her throat. Piper's eyes went wide, her breath suddenly cut off as the man's immense meat filled her gullet. Her hands flailed against the man's legs, trying to get him to release her, let her breathe. He didn't care on bit, and began to thrust himself in and out of her mouth, his hand pulling her head swiftly into his body. Her nose smacked against his skin painfully, adding to the extreme discomfort of the moment. She could hardly breathe, could hardly stay awake, and the man was bashing her nose in. “Why...,” she thought. “Why...? Why... am I enjoying this?” Delirium seemed to have set in, and Piper could hardly manage to keep herself conscious. She felt the man's slick cock sliding along her throat, felt her struggles to breathe, her face smacking into the man. It was all becoming vague, though, blurry. As if it was all unimportant, and she was falling away to some distant land. She felt the man's cum filling her throat, heard a guttural growl from both close and far off. She swallowed, breathing, sucking in air as the cock pulled from her throat. Then her head fell towards the floor, and darkness claimed her. * * * Piper closed and locked the door behind her as quietly as she could manage. It was incredibly late, four am, and she didn't want to wake Nat. She groaned and grunted softly as she crossed the room. Her backside and nethers hurt immensely. She'd never been so exhausted in her life, and the soreness of her nethers had made the journey home a nightmare. She walked over to her sister's bed, located in the space beneath her loft. Nat lay asleep, her covers pulled over her body. Piper smiled down at her, hoping that she was having sweet dreams. Her brow furrowed, though, when she noticed the corner of a paper sticking out from under her bedding. Piper stepped over her sister careful, pulling out the paper ever so slightly to reveal the newspaper in which the nude photos of Piper had been published. "What the fucking hell?" Piper thought. Why did her sister have that damn newspaper? Why was she looking at such horrible pictures, a reminder not only of her sister's rape but of her own as well? Piper didn't pull the paper any further out, and simply left it where it was. She decided she'd ask Nat about it the next day. For now, she wanted to get writing. Tommy was a man of his word, and had given Piper the information she'd bargained for. Apparently, he'd initially offered to let the raiders have her unconscious body, but Cait had put a stop to that, threatening to bash in the brains of any man that tried it. Based on the blood splatter on her skin when she woke, someone had indeed tried. Piper walked up the stairs to her bedroom, sitting down at her desk and turning her computer on. As she placed her fingers on the keyboard, ready to type, she paused. She knew she needed to ready the story, but she had something else in mind instead. A short work of fiction. Her fingers began to rattle across the keys, tapping out the story of a young woman who discovers the joy of sex with large groups of strangers. She blushed as she imagined the things happening to the girl, her joy and bliss and ecstasy. Piper's undid her trousers, her fingers slipping beneath her panties as she imagined the story of the girl in her head. Cocks surrounded her, thrusting into her, cumming on her. She was in a sea of lovers, a sea of dicks, all for her. She cried out when she came, her hand flying over her mouth, hoping that she hadn't woken Nat. 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